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Back when I was pregnant with Sarah, I went to see my doctor for a regular check-up.  The doctor walked into the examining room and then asked if I minded if some student doctors came in too.  I wasn?t really thinking and said sure.  I couldn?t believe when five young men all came walking in, but then stood near my head.  After my feet were up in the stirrups and the doctor had a full open view of my vagina, he told the five students to come around to this side of the room.  My face must have turned every shade of red.  I have never had this many men see me naked, and in such a position that I couldn?t hide anything.  But secretly, it was a thrill too.  I didn?t cum, but was very turned on and still wonder if they could tell I was.  I told my husband that evening what had happened and how it made me feel.  He jokingly called me an exhibitionist, but it made for great sex that night.

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It was late afternoon on my 36th birthday.  I just picked up Sarah from high school and pulled into our driveway.  I parked the car between my neighbour?s house and mine where it can only be seen by those 2 and the house directly across the street.  At this time of day my neighbors would still be at work.  As I was getting out of the car, three men and a woman appeared from nowhere.  One man pulled his hand tight over my mouth so I couldn?t scream while the other helped hold me.  The third man and the woman disappeared with Sarah.  I was told to cooperate if I didn?t want my girl to get hurt.  I was pushed into the back seat where one man held me.  The other must have got my keys somehow because he jumped in the driver?s seat, adjusted it back, started the car and we were off.

I couldn?t believe what had just happened.  I live in a nice area of town, nothing like this happens here.  I was shaking, knowing that I?m going to get raped, worried what is going to happen to Sarah.  That?s when I was told again, cooperate with us and no harm will come to your girl.  That was a bit of a relief, but could I really trust them, and what were they going to do to me.  Then he told me they weren?t going to hurt me at all either as long as I do exactly what they say.  We headed out of the city and down a gravel road, and then turned onto a dirt road and into a fairly thick forest.  Then the car stopped.  Tears were streaming down my cheeks; I knew here is where I?m going to get raped.  I just hope they don?t hurt me too bad and especially don?t kill me.  The killing me part really worried me because these guys made no effort to cover their faces.  If I was left alive I could give very specific details to a sketch artist and they?d be arrested in no time.  I figured I have got to get away from them, but then what about Sarah?  That?s when I was told again, cooperate and your daughter won?t be harmed.  I was trapped.  If I escape they harm my daughter.  If I stay I could get murdered.  What do I do?  I decided for Sarah?s sake I would do as they said.

The man holding me let me go and told me to strip naked.  That command didn?t surprise me at all.  I slowly started pulling my blouse up and over my head.  The man in the front then said, ?Oh good, nice and slow, just like you?ll be doing tonight.?  Tonight I thought?  What do they have in store for me tonight?  I?m supposed to be at home celebrating my birthday with my husband and daughter tonight.  ?Keep going,? I heard one of them say.  I undid my skirt and again slowly, very slowly slid it down my legs.  ?Oh she?s a real tease, they?ll like her tonight.?

?What happening tonight?? I asked.

?It?s a surprise, but keep cooperating and no harm...? as his voice trailed off.  I guess he didn?t feel he had to remind me they had my daughter.  ?Show time; take off the bra or panties.  I don?t care which first.?

I asked ?what about my socks and shoes? to which they said they could stay on.  If they left me here at least I?d have shoes to walk down the gravel road, but I remembered they want me for something tonight.  This eased the fear that they were going to kill me here.  They were being very polite too.  What were they up to?  Wouldn?t the average rapist have been ripping my clothes off by now to get at me?  What was up?

I figured with the trimmed pubic bush I have, they would see less of me if I took my panties off first.  I lifted my butt off the seat a bit keeping my legs closed together and very very slowly slid my panties down, trying to stall for time but knowing what was coming anyways.  As soon as they were close to my knees I sat hard and lifted my knees so the view of me was minimal.  They could see my pubic hair and commented on it being trimmed nicely.  I slid my panties all the way off and knew I had to take my bra off now.  ?Please guys, if we stop now and you just take me home I promise I won?t tell anyone anything about what happened today.?  It was my feeble attempt to put off the inevitable.  They laughed.  I knew it wouldn?t work so here goes all.  I reached behind my back, undid my bra and not slowly this time, I quickly removed my bra.  I don?t know why I did, I wanted to stall for time, but proudly displayed my 34C?s to them sticking my chest forward.

Here it starts, I thought.  The guy in the front seat (who was facing me all this time) reached back and grabbed my tits.  He felt them a bit and then squeezed my nipples between his fingers.  ?Very nice? he said, ?now lean back, slide your butt forward and spread your legs wide.?

So much for my bush hiding anything, I was trimmed bald down between the legs and spreading my legs would definitely show all.  I did as told, leaned back and then slowly slid forward.  I really didn?t want to show them my pussy, but felt I had to.  Slowly I opened my legs wide.  They were both staring motionless, taking in the view of me spread naked.  Fucking perverts I thought, this has to be the weirdest rape in history.  ?Which one of you is going to do me first?, I asked the guy beside me, seeing through his pants that he was very hard.

?That?s not happening yet,? he said and then pulled out a digital camera.  He held it close to my vagina and got a clear close up shot before I knew what had happened.  He handed it to the guy in the front seat who proceeded to take about 5 more pictures, but these showed my face and everything.  That was mild.  Then they had me get out of the car and pose leaning against the car.  I could hear the camera taking lots of pictures.  Now to the front of the car, they had me bend over the hood and took pictures from behind me.  More pictures were taken with trees behind me and the car not in site.  I bet they took over 50 pictures of me.  In a few pictures they had me pull my lips apart to see pink.  I was petrified thinking of where these pictures might end up.  Yet at the same time I had never been naked outdoors.  I was getting a little wet.  I?m about to get raped and yet I?m turned on, my body is confused.  At least I won?t be dry when they thrust their dicks inside me; the pain will only be mental.

Now I got totally confused, he handed me a two piece bikini and told me to put it on.  I quickly put it on and was glad to not have them staring at my naked body now.  However, the bottom was a thong and did nothing to cover my ass.  I was told I could put my blouse and skirt on over the bikini.  This is really weird, but I didn?t need to be told twice.  I dressed in no time.  I had to wonder what was wrong with my underwear.  Why did I need a bikini under my clothes?  I didn?t ask, I didn?t think I?d get the right answer anyways.

The driver started my car and we were headed to who knows where now.  My fear of being murdered lifted for now, but what was happening next?  We made small talk.  I tried finding out why me?  What was going to happen but wasn?t told much.  I just got reminded that I better cooperate for my daughter?s sake.

We drove half way across the city.  It was getting close to 5:30pm.  I was getting hungry and knew my husband would be getting home about now.  What was he going to think when he got home and I wasn?t there?  I told them my husband would be wondering about me and when I don?t answer my cell phone he could likely call the police.  This didn?t faze them.  They turned into a fast food place with a drive through, but we parked in the lot.  I was asked what I want.  I didn?t tell them it?s my birthday, but it was and I have to eat fast food on it.  I was hoping my husband was going to take me out to a fancy restaurant.  A few minutes passed and the driver showed up with bags of food.  Oh well, at least the order was correct.  My burger without pickles.

After eating, we drove to the other side of the city and pulled into a Gentlemen?s Club.  In my city, the strip clubs are full nude and full bar, not that I?ve ever set foot in one.  Upon turning into the driveway I was told I am going to be a stripper here tonight.  I was reminded once again that my daughter?s well being depended on my full cooperation, and reminded of the pictures they now have.

The thought of me having to strip in this place almost made my supper come up.  What if someone I know is in there?  How can I go through with this?  It?s bad enough these two goons watched me strip, but a full audience.  I can?t do it.  How can I do it?  What about my husband?  What would happen to Sarah if I told people in the bar I?m kidnapped and I?m not a stripper, call the police.  I thought more about Sarah and thought I better go through with this just for her sake.  I was thankful this place was across the city from where I lived.

We entered the place and the three of us sat at a table close to the stage.  It wasn?t much of a stage; it was about 12 by 20 feet and only raised two feet from the rest of the room.  It was in the center of the place and people were seated at tables all around it.  There was even women in here!  Spectators, not dancers!  I didn?t feel out of place sitting, but was scared of what was coming up.

All of a sudden the music got really loud and the DJ announced ?put your hands together for Crystal?.  This slutty dressed girl that didn?t look a day over 18 walked out onto the stage and began what some might refer to as dancing.  I felt she was just walking around on the stage, occasionally shaking her butt at the audience.  Then she grabbed hold of the pole in the middle of the stage.  I didn?t even notice that pole earlier.  With her hands holding the pole, she swung a complete circle around it.  Her feet straight out as she was doing so.  This walking around and swinging on the pole went on through the first song.  She didn?t take any clothes off.  The second song was similar, it was about half over and then she took her top off.  She had a bikini top on under it so wasn?t showing any nudity yet.  When the third song started she pulled her shorts off right away.  She had a thong similar to mine, but basically wasn?t nude except her ass showing.  The third song was almost over when she pulled her bikini top off.  As she slipped it off she covered her tits with one arm.  The audience cheered but I?m sure they were hoping to see her chest uncovered.  With the starting of the fourth song she swung around the pole and her tits were shown to everyone.  That song was almost over when she took her bottom off.  She was completely shaven, but it was almost hard to tell with how dark the room was.  She stayed standing and walking when naked.  She didn?t use the pole now at all.  The song ended; she grabbed her clothes, held them close to her and almost ran for the change room.

I was thinking this might not be so bad.  This girl only had her tits showing for the last song and her pussy was on display for 20 seconds at most.  And of that, you really couldn?t see her pussy that much.  I might be able to handle that.  The music was quiet again and we could hear each other talk.  I tried talking them out of making me do this, but there were no changing plans.  I looked around the room to see if I could recognize anyone.  Fortunately not.  Now that large drink I had from earlier had me needing the ladies room.  I was escorted there and reminded not to try anything.  The ladies room was empty.  I guess with so few women in the place it would be.  I sat on the toilet and shook, how am I going to strip in front of all these people.  After peeing I wiped myself front and back as clean as I could.  If people are going to see me naked I don?t want to be dirty, even if I don?t want them seeing me anyways.  Walking back to our table I looked again to see if I recognized anyone.  Thankfully again I didn?t see anyone familiar.

As we sat, the music got real loud again and the DJ announced the next dancer.  Another slutty dressed young girl, this one had on a short skirt.  She ran up to the pole and swung a circle around it, hands on the pole and legs out and spread.  Did I see what I thought I saw?  I?d swear she has no panties on.  In the dimly lit room it was hard to tell for sure.  She didn?t use the pole too much; she just danced for the first song.  Second song started and she had her top off right away.  There was a bra or maybe bikini top on her.  A few times she got close to the edge of the stage and bent slightly so the tables next to the stage could see up her skirt.  Every eyeball was looking up too.  The second song ended and she took her bra off.  I was wondering what is this slut doing?  She has two songs to go, doesn?t she?  She was smiling and looked to enjoy being up there.  Part way through the third song there was no mistaking that she had nothing on under her skirt.  She was swinging around the pole and a few times lifted her skirt just to give a show.  Not long after she took her skirt off.  There she was completely naked except for her boots.  And she still had part of this song and another to go.  This was getting me nervous now; I liked the idea of only being naked for a really short time.  Actually I didn?t want to go up there and get naked at all.  Now the fourth song started and she took a blanket and spread it out on the stage.  She did the splits on the blanket, then laid on her back and spread her legs so wide that no one had to use their imagination to know what her anatomy looked like.  She was moving all around the stage with that blanket under her so everyone got to see every part of her.

Then the next song went quiet again and we could hear each other talk again.  Talk that I didn?t want to hear though.  These guys were telling me that the way the second girl stripped is how they want me to do it.  They want me topless before the second song is over and completely naked no later than half way through the third song.  I am to spread my legs as much as I can so everyone can see.  And smile while doing so.  Then I let them know that there was no fear of me fingering or rubbing myself on stage when they told me I wasn?t allowed to do so.   I was handed a blanket and told this was for my fourth song, and do just like the girl you just watched.  My heart had to be racing now.  These were young girls with almost perfect bodies.  My body isn?t bad but I?m 36 today, who would want to see me naked?

While we were talking, the girl was still sitting there on stage.  She was naked and didn?t cover up with the blanket.  She grabbed her bikini top and put it on first, then continued to dress right there with everyone watching.

After a bit, the music turned real loud again.  The DJ voice was heard again.  This time he announced, ?Put your hands together for Samantha.?

Oh good I thought, not me yet.  But the two men sitting with me motioned that ?yes?, my turn.  My name?s not Samantha, then again, good!  I don?t need everyone here knowing my actual name.  It took every ounce of my willpower to get up out of my seat and walk to the stage.  I?m sure every eye in the place was on me.  Then I realized the DJ wasn?t done talking yet.  He went on to say ?This is her first time stripping in public and will probably be the one and only time you see her here.?

Oh no!  Why did he have to announce that?  I saw with the first two dancers that many men in the crowd were busy with their drinks and friends and only gave the occasional glance towards the stage.  I now felt like everyone was concentrating on me.  There were whistles and a few wolf whistles, one young man yelled ?you go Samantha.?  I don?t remember the audience being this loud for the other dancers.

I?m normally shy and don?t like being the center of attention.  I guess this will be my fifteen minutes of fame, or shame.  I headed up the three stairs onto the stage and still noticed that I don?t recognize anyone in here.  Thank goodness for that but oh god; everyone is looking at me.  I placed the folded up blanket down near the stairs like the second dancer did.  I started walking around the stage lost, trying to add a bit of a dance to my step.  Can everyone see how nervous I am?  This isn?t going to work, my shoes are uncomfortable.  I didn?t plan on wearing them for this many hours.  Well, I?m up here to strip, so off with the shoes.  Now dancing in my socks is too slippery, so I grabbed hold of the pole for balance and pulled each of my socks off.  The cheering never stopped.  I?m sure I heard someone yell ?don?t stop there.?  I turned in the direction of that voice and for whatever reason I?ll never know, I hiked my skirt up for a second revealing my bikini bottom.  The cheering seemed to get louder, or was it my imagination.  This doesn?t seem right to be up here in bare feet, the other dancers kept their boots on.  Oh well, I don?t really care who sees my feet, it?s the rest of me I?d prefer not to show.

I?m familiar with this first song and its getting close to the end.  If I recall correctly, they want me to show my tits by the middle of the second song.  I?m now thinking that I?ve been to crowded beaches many times wearing just a bikini, so stripping to my bikini shouldn?t be too bad.  Except on a beach I?m not the only woman in a bikini and everyone there isn?t looking at just me.  And my bikini covers my ass too.  I take the bottom of my shirt and slowly start to pull it up.  This reminds me of being in the car with those two men looking at me, and his comment about how they?ll like me tonight.  Up over my head goes the shirt and I throw it over near the blanket.  I don?t remember the crowd being this loud for the other two dancers.  Is it just that I hear them better from up here, or they like me better?  I now figure I?ll leave my skirt on until the start of the next song.  I hope my arms are up for swinging around that pole.  I took a quick jog to the pole, grabbed it with both hands and swung half way around.  That wasn?t bad.  Next time I might spread my legs a little, I still have my bikini bottom on.

I thought time would stand still with all these people staring at me, but the first song ended already.  I looked at the two men I was sitting with.  One made a motion putting fingers at each side of his mouth and pushing them upwards.  Oh no, I?m supposed to be smiling.  How can I remember to do everything when I?m so nervous up here?  I forced a smile while undoing my skirt.  I let it drop to my feet and then kicked it over to my shirt.  The reality of what?s happening started to sink in.  I?m standing here in just a bikini; soon it won?t even be on.  People have my daughter and are doing who knows what with her.  Keep smiling I thought, but how?  I used the pole some more since I?m still covered.  I?m getting good.  I did a 360 on it a few times.  I?m not that familiar with this song, and it?s been on a couple minutes now.  I wish I could remember, did he say that I had to be topless by the middle of the second song?  Damn I can?t remember.  I?m scared, everyone is looking at me.  I?m not dancing now, standing still.  I have nice tits but they?re not meant for everyone to see.  I reach behind me and pull the top tie undone.  I hold the ties and bring them forward.  Now I?m sure anyone to my sides can see the sides of my tits.  At least the front is covered, although not for long.  As I bring the strings down in front I put one arm across my tits.  Now my arm is the only thing covering me.  My bikini top is hanging upside down below my tits.  I smile and dance a little to the other side of the stage, facing different people now.  I wish I wasn?t here, and didn?t have to do this, but the time has come.  I reached around my back and undid the other tie, pulled the bikini top off altogether and threw it over with my shirt and skirt.  Could the cheering really get louder?  I?m sure it did.  There, I did it.  Everyone has seen my tits now, no point in covering them back up.  I proudly danced around the stage now, I?m sure I was walking around with my chest pushed forward.  This wasn?t so scary anymore.  I almost felt like I was in command here, everyone staring at me almost gave me power.  I?m still not sure about how I?m going to take my bikini bottom off though.  And if I?m not mistaken, I?d swear that the lighting has gotten brighter in this place.

Where did the time go?  The third song started already.  Oh I really hate this song.  I don?t know where my thinking was, but to take my mind off of this god awful song I figured I?d get naked right now.  Maybe the cheering will get louder and I won?t hear this song.  What the hell was I thinking?  Down went my bikini bottom quickly and I was now standing there completely naked.  I didn?t even have boots on like the other dancers did.  That didn?t work; I still hear this horrible song.  I think the cheering did get a bit louder, but then it died off.  What if I use the pole?  I grabbed hold of the pole, pulled my body up and upside down and clenched onto the highest part with my legs.  Then I let go with my hands and hung upside down for a bit.  Here I am shamelessly showing my entire naked body to a crowd, and this stupid song is still playing on my mind.  I?m tempted to walk across the room and tell the DJ to change it.  I look into the smiling crowd, smile again myself and figure I?ll do my best to ignore this song.  How long can it last?  I started dancing really goofy to the song.  Kicking one leg high in the air displaying my pussy to all.  This is getting me turned on actually, reminds of that time back in the doctor?s office.  Funny how this turned around so quickly.  Two songs ago I was scared to death.  Now here I am naked and could care less about everyone looking at me, I?m just mad at the song that?s playing.  It finally ended.

The fourth song was a slow one, just like the second dancer?s song was.  Slow so that she could slowly just wriggle around on that blanket of hers.  I guess that?s what I have to do now.  I grabbed the blanket and just for a joke I wrapped myself up with it.  Boy, most of the audience had a look on their faces that could kill.  I gave them all a great big smile and dropped the blanket.  Hell, they?ve all seen everything I have to show already. 

No point in hiding anything from them now.

Kind of reminds me of an episode of a reality TV show where the contestants had to get naked.  They stripped off camera and came out naked.  My thoughts were they do it or they don?t, you don?t come out on stage naked and after a minute chicken out.  Once you?ve been seen naked, what are a few more minutes?  If they had to strip slowly on stage, there might have been a different outcome.

I spread the blanket out on the stage like I was making a bed.  Then lied down on my back and spread my legs.  What a slut I thought.  A few minutes ago I would have given the world to get out of here, now I?m showing everyone all of me without a care.  It?s turning me on and I wish I could grab myself and stick some fingers inside me.  Maybe these two men are familiar with this.  Is this why they told me I can?t finger myself?  They knew.  How often do they grab an innocent woman and make her do this?

I hope my pussy doesn?t start leaking fluids.  I am so turned on right now.  I roll onto my stomach and lift my ass in the air, leaving my legs spread.  I know I am giving one hell of a view to everyone behind me.  I?m sure they appreciate it too, I can hear the whistles.  I don?t want just one side of the room getting all the enjoyment, so I move around to let everyone get their turn.  God, I feel like my nipples could poke holes through the stage.  They didn?t say I couldn?t rub my nipples on the blanket.  I better cool myself down.  I hope I can stand.  One more 360 around the pole, this time with my legs spread as much as I can, and best I can to slowly go around the pole.  Everyone doesn?t get a really good look at me if I?m going around the pole at 100 mph.  I sit back down on the blanket, sitting upright, legs stretched out and spread.  Did they say anything about not spreading my pussy for the crowd?  There are a few cute boys sitting right next to the stage.  It?s hard to say if they?re even legal age.  They have been staring at me nonstop through the entire session.  I slide over to them on my blanket, put my feet right at the edge of the stage, reach between my legs and spread my pussy open for them.  I don?t know why I did this.  This is a view my husband has only seen if he pulls it open himself. 

If one of these boys jumped on stage right now and wanted to do me, I?m sure I?d let him.  Not to just spoil them, I saw a much older man, probably up in his sixties.  I figured you?re next and spread my hole wide for him.  He held his heart like he was having a stroke, but his smile told me he was joking.  He loved it.  And with that, the fourth song ended.  Wow, where did the time go, I was having so much fun.  But reality set in, I?m naked on stage in a room full of strangers.  Cover up and get off the stage.  But I just sat their letting this sink in.  I might as well get dressed here on stage too, like the second girl did.

Then I heard the DJ ask, ?Does the audience want an encore??  And with that the crowd started yelling ?encore.?

Another loud song came on and I figured why not?  I have nothing to hide that these people haven?t already seen.  I walked over to the pole and the cheering got louder than anytime that evening.  I didn?t use the blanket much this song, just danced and used the pole a lot.  When this song was just about done, I think I could have died or maybe committed murder.  I looked over at the table with the two men that brought me here, and there was my husband sitting there smiling and watching me.  You bastard I thought, this was your idea.  How could you?  I walked to the edge of the stage nearest him, turned my back to him, spread my legs and bent right over.  Then I spread my ass cheeks giving him and that side of the room an open view of my pussy.  I was tempted to finger myself right there but figured I?d better not.  The song ended then and I thought I?ll show you.  I didn?t bother getting dressed and just walked over to the table and sat down.  I think my husband?s jaw almost hit the floor.  ?Happy Birthday Sweetheart!  Now aren?t you going to get dressed?? he asked.

?Was this stripping here your idea?? I asked him.  ?You wanted me to be seen naked, now you want me covered up??  I laughed and figured I?ll get dressed when told to do so.  Maybe I?ll embarrass him.

He had a drink waiting for me at the table and said, ?I guess you could stay naked and enjoy your drink, but I don?t think that the dancers here normally stay naked off stage, and I don?t think you want to leave here naked.?

Even off stage I noticed everyone around me was still looking at me.  Most were trying not to appear obvious about it.  This was actually making me feel really good about myself.  At 36 the old girl still has it.  A waitress brought me my clothes as another dancer was going to come on soon.  With that I got dressed and we left.  It was good to know that Sarah wasn?t in any danger.  ?Maybe I?ll have to come here more often? I jokingly said to my husband.

On the trip home I thought that this bikini isn?t mine, I better take it off.  A crowded room full of people just saw everything of me, so if a few people see my tits while I?m taking my bikini top off, no big deal.  What has gotten into me, I would never ever have stripped in the car before today.  I took my shirt off and could see my husband?s expression change.  Before he said anything I told him, ?this bikini isn?t mine, I better take it off.?  And with that took off the bikini top.  Then I slid the bikini bottom off from under my skirt.

I asked ?Do you think I should put my shirt back on??

We stopped at a red light, but the driver of the car beside us was just staring straight forward at the light.  I was so horny again knowing I?m sitting here with just a skirt on.  I hiked the skirt to give my husband a look.  HONK!  He was so busy looking at me he didn?t notice the green light.  ?Maybe you should get dressed before I get into an accident, but certainly before we get home.  What will Sarah think??

?Does Sarah know what I did tonight??

?No, she thinks you were at a surprise birthday party, but for adults only?

That was a relief, I guess this was one weird birthday surprise but everything will be back to normal now, like it never happened.  Or will it?  That just felt so special being on stage like that.