Annie´s punishment

“C-come on, you had your fun! Let me out!” Annie squeaked. The freckled redhead was suspended in midair across the cabin, hanging like a hammock. Her hands were tied to the cupboard above and her ankles to the window’s handle.

Annie was naked, as her wardrobe had been tossed overboard. Due to the slight inclination she was on, people outside the window could see everything between her dainty toes and her blushing face. Luckily, the train was going so fast that no one on the highway got a close look at her, or so Annie kept telling herself.

“You have to get out yourself, that’s the challenge.”

“But I never agreed to participate in your perverted game.”

Talia laughed. “Didn't you said that you’ll do anything to make it up to us?”

“She did say that, dear,” Angela tagged in.

“This is not what I meant! And you said that you were going to help me get off the train!”

Angela giggled. “Yes, but we never say when or how. This is what’s going to happen if you can't escape the rope. We are going to leave the train at the next stop...”

“... And some fifteen minutes before the train arrives at the city, the ticket clerk will find you, see that you don't have a ticket, and throw you out. So, in a roundabout way, we are getting you off this train!” Talia finished.

The idea of the ticket clerk finding and rescuing Annie gave her a sliver of mortifying hope, which was immediately crushed when she thought about it for more than a second.

Annie looked around, the room was a mess. Snacks were strewn everywhere, **** stained the chairs, a music player blared a suggestive song. Most damming of all, however, was that the girls had written “party girl” across Annie’s chest, and maybe her bum, but she couldn’t see that part of her body…

Damnit. If someone saw that cabin they would naturally conclude that she was a drunk party girl living out her fantasy. More than rescuing her and giving her clothes, they would throw her out with contempt.

The train began to slow down, they were near the first stop. Angela traced her finger across Annie’s chest, doing loops around her stiffened nipples.

“Just imagine marching down the train as the conductor throws you out. The other passengers all turning their heads and canvassing every part of your body with their eyes, gossiping about the naughty stowaway paraded in front of them...

“Ugh…” Annie closed her eyes. That was a mental picture she did not enjoy. Her heart began beating so loud that she could clearly hear it.

Talia playfully tickled the base of her feet “And then they’ll throw you into the grimy city’s station, in front of all the other passengers there. They will point, laugh, and take pictures of your cute little titties.”

”And then you will find yourself in the middle of unknown streets. Lost, empty-handed and completely naked,” Angela whispered, giving Annie goosebumps all over her skin. “Oh, it will be mortifying, I can’t wait to see the pictures of your cute butt online.”

Annie cringed and pulled at her bindings. “You can’t do that! How am I going to get back from the city?!”

“You are a resourceful girl, I know you’ll figure something out eventually. Think of it as solving one of your mysteries!” Annie's mind was spinning, she was shaking in trepidation of what’s to come, but she was also dreading what was going to happen that instant!

The train got slower and slower, Annie could see the people on the station come into the view. The train stopped and …nothing. To her fortune, there was another train right across the track that was blocking the view and preventing anyone on the station from staring at her.

That was a small relief, but the mental picture of what lied ahead still kept Annie's head spinning. What could she do? She would do what she always did, pull herself together, and think of a way out. If she could face dangerous criminals with a clear head, why would this be different?

“Hey look, that woman isn’t wearing any clothes!”

Turns out the train next door was not empty. A school class had boarded it and now they were all staring in awe at … at her…

“I don't get it. Why do they call it a beaver? It looks nothing like a beaver, It doesn't even have hair...”

“And you said that the view was going to be boring.”

“That's what I call express delivery!”

“What does that even mean, Jimmy?”

“Heh, seems like you have some company. Well, time for us to go, thanks for everything.“ Both girls gave Annie a little smooch on her flushed cheeks, their orange lip marks barely visible over her crimson skin. The class roared at the kiss and the couple disembarked.

Annie’s blood froze, her toes curled and she could feel her entire body turning red. Nope, this was bad, worse than she thought. She couldn’t form a coherent thought that wasn’t about how she wished to sink to the bottom of the Earth, and yet she knew that the worst was yet to come...

She really ought to choose her mysteries more carefully next time.