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Chapter 9
by ldnldn
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Annie leads the naked woman around the maze
Annie stepped back. She was sorry for the woman, but she was already hesitant to undress for a doctor, no way would do so for a stranger, **** victim or no. “I-em- I, can’t, I mean, you can’t! With your hands cuffed in front of your boob-body like that, I don’t think you are even able to put it on.”
“What about your dress? Or anything else?”
“…I can give you a shoe if you want?”
Whatever relief Angelica’s freedom brought, it was quickly deflated by Annie’s deflections. “You know what? Forget it …prude.”
“What did you say?”
“I said that Ta-the blackmailer hid my clothes and the keys to the cuffs in container 2-A. Can you at least help me find them before we leave?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We shouldn’t dawdle around here, it could be dangerous if the blackmailer returns.”
Angela closed her eyes and hid her face behind her palms. “Oh, poor me.
First **** into getting naked by that lean fiend, and now my rescuer won’t even help me preserve my dignity. Oh, the humiliation of going to the streets like this, I can’t bear the thought!”
“C-calm down. We’ll find your clothes, I promise.”
“Thank you! Was that so hard?”
Annie stepped out of the container with Angela following closely behind.
The duo began to explore the maze anew, a frustrating task in which they made little progress.
They walked, walked, and walked some more, checking the number of each container in turn. Annie began to feel like a rat lab made navigating a labyrinth in search for cheese that wasn’t there. It didn’t help that they were moving at a snail pace as Angela insisted on double-checking the corners at each crossing to see if the coast was clear.
Angela’s movements were frantic and skittish, always afraid of getting found, but Annie was getting flustered too. She could feel the imprint of Angela's breasts constantly pressed against her back. That was too much intimacy to have with a stranger as far as the sleuth was concerned.
“Wait, that’s the container where I was chained up! We are back to square one!” Angela yelled after an hour of meaningless meandering.
“All right, new plan, We’ll explore the containers using a scientific method! Follow me!” Annie turned around and walked back the other way for another fifteen minutes without finding anything of note.
“A-21. We have already been here!” Angelica lamented. “Great, we are still lost. You know? Normally I don’t mind going for a walk, but the ground is rough, the air is chilly, and, oh yeah, I'M NAKED!” she yelled. “Screw this, we'll do like Hansel and Gretel and leave a trail of crumbs so that we don’t get lost.”
“But we don’t have anything to use as crumbs!”
“Not quite. I don’t have anything on me, you on the other hand...” Angela tugged at Annie’s sleeve with a playful smile. She winked at her.
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Detective Laura and the ENF files
Cases of stripping and nudity
Follow the strange and unique cases that fall on the desk of private detective Laura. Cases which almost always involve a client losing their clothes in strange circumstances.
Updated on Jun 18, 2025
by Big Finish 5678
Created on Feb 1, 2024
by ldnldn
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