Village Fete
Copyright© 2006 by Horatio
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Village lovelies take off their clothes and submit to public humiliation and severe discomfort - all for a Good Cause.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Humor FemaleDom Spanking
"I wish you two would wear something. I allow you to run around the grounds naked, but I think you might appear for breakfast properly dressed, my dears!"
"Why, Uncle? We're going to be very publicly naked most of the day. Why bother to dress, only to have to take it all off later? We're walking to the village like this and we'll stay this way all day. You let us in for this, Uncle dear, after all said and done, trying to get yourself back on the Council - fat chance of that, by the way!" said Julia. Beatrice nodded her agreement as she chewed enthusiastically on a piece of toast and marmalade.
"I know! I regret it more and more and you can still pull out - say you are feeling unwell or have to go away suddenly. I won't blame you one little bit."
"We gave our word, Uncle and I'm not reneging and I'm certainly not lying to anyone, even those unspeakable villagers. You agree, don't you, Bea?"
Beatrice, by now tucking into a plate of eggs and bacon, again nodded her agreement.
"Beats me how you stay so slim, Beatrice, eating all that fattening stuff. You never seem to stop."
Beatrice paused unwillingly, just long enough to say "All to do with the metabolism, Uncle," and then continued her systematic and rapid demolition of two fried eggs, three thick rashers of bacon, two large mushrooms, a brace of sausages and two substantial pieces of fried bread. Julia smiled at her beloved cousin as she herself finished off her muesli and cup of weak milkless China tea, eating and drinking with that amazing delicacy and grace which characterised her every action.
The great day had arrived at last. Untrue to form, the sun was already shining and the temperature climbing. A bright and sunny day and an unseasonable high of 80 were forecast, much to the relief of Tracy & Co as they prepared for their ordeal by cold water. Julia and Beatrice were none too disappointed to be robbed of their chance to shiver together - only the poor Brigadier was reading the forecast with a heavy heart.
Mrs Jenkinson had just put down the phone, after talking to the amiable Dorothy. That young lady was now fully briefed on her expanded role for the day. At first there had been reluctance, even outright refusal, but the atrocious Jenkinson's powers of persuasion and a financial inducement had finally made up the girl's mind. The evil woman's scheme to get back at the Brigadier for a million and one slights through the ritual humiliation of his favourite niece was coming along nicely.
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