"Will you be punished?"

“Looks like you’ve got company for tonight,” says Roxy, some time later, sitting in her favourite chair in the corner of the bar. She’s stroking the breasts of the girl on her lap, feeling her twitch with every touch. When she slips her hand between the girl’s legs, something smooth blocks her path, preventing her from advancing any further. But she’s still finding ways to have fun.

“Please… I’m not a…”

“What?”

“I’m not a lesbian!”

“Really? That’s weird.” Roxy gives Sabrina’s left nipple a tweak, enjoying the way the girl flinches. The goth showed up at the Peach Pit just before sunset, wearing nothing but striped stockings, platform boots and an interesting transparent chastity belt which prevents her from touching her pussy but does nothing to hide it. She’s been told that all she has to do to get the belt taken off is walk to the Pit, have a drink and walk back. Of course, Roxy immediately understood this as instructions from the girl’s domme to make her a ****, and is acting accordingly. She nibbles the girl’s ear and said “It’s fun. You should try it.”

“Let me go! I have to be home before morning, or it doesn’t count!”

“Oh, no! Will you be punished?”

“Yes!”

“Then I’m definitely not letting you go,” says Roxy, stroking the girl’s thigh where the edge of her chastity belt meets her skin. “But it could be way worse. Look at her!”

“I’d give my whole life just to see it…”

Ki has been pinned down over the bar with her panties down and gang-spanked by pretty much every last woman in the Pit, which is quite a large number for a Tuesday night. She’s then been hoisted into the air and stripped completely naked by dozens of grasping hands, unable to resist as her T-shirt is dragged off and her bra unfastened to let her huge breasts jiggle free. Her clothes have been handed over to Roxy for safekeeping, as always happens to unwary girls who let themselves be stripped naked in the Peach Pit.

She knows the rules as well as everyone else.

Girls often get themselves stripped naked in the Peach Pit. Sometimes they’re strangers from out of town who’ve made an innocent mistake. Sometimes they’re undercover policewomen. Sometimes they hit on the wrong lesbian biker’s girlfriend, or spill someone’s drink, or insult someone’s favourite TV show. Sometimes they’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever the cause, the girl always has the same decision to make.

She can be thrown out of the bar, and run all the way home with no clothes on, quite often with her ankles bound and hands tied behind her back. Or she can stay, and pay her forfeit.

For some girls, it’s an easy decision. But there’s another wrinkle to it. Until you paid your forfeit, you’re never allowed into the Peach Pit with your clothes on ever again. Also, the biker girls will know you’re weak, and sometimes they’ll catch you by the side of the road and strip you just for fun.

Ki’s a regular. She comes to the Peach Pit almost every night of the week. She doesn’t have much of a choice.

She stands on a raised podium at the end of the room. A karaoke stage. She’s already done “Fat-Bottomed Girls” three times.

“Just you… stood there… only in your underwear…”

It’s a popular song at the Peach Pit. Often, the loser of a bet has to sing it in just her underwear. For Ki, this would be a huge improvement.