Bimbo Thursday and Forfeit Friday !

Authors note : Today marks the first anniversary of the story ! Many thanks to all readers and contributors. Meanwhile......

On a morning of unpleasant surprises, Debbi was further taken aback to discover where she would be working for however long this secondment was to last. Angela led her to a glass cube, suspended on scaffolding in the centre of the warehouse complex. Access was via a set of open plan stairs. What is it with men Debbi thought, as she climbed these stairs ? They saw me naked and spreadeagled only a couple of days ago, yet now they are craning their necks just to get a glimpse of thigh from under my skirt !

"Now we need to get this incentive scheme off the ground straight away" Angela began. "So Ivan and I have come up with a simple idea for this Friday." Ivan was to be Debbi's liaison with the men. "If they meet the targets set, you'll work all day in a bikini." Debbi nodded. She had no intention of expressing any great enthusiasm for these proposals. Angela continued to outline her big idea. "At the start of each week you can come in as normal like today. We might even find some work for you to do !" she said condescendingly. "But then we'll have Bimbo Thursday when you'll wear an outfit I'll select for you as an initial incentive for the lads ! " Debbi remained silent.

At that point, Ivan entered. "Ah Ivan. I was just explaining to Debbi about Bimbo Thursday" Angela greeted him. She continued. "Then at the end of the day each Thursday, we'll meet and discover if the boys have hit their targets. If they have, we move on to Forfeit Friday !" "Is great idea" Ivan enthused. "Yeah, brilliant" sighed Debbi. "Ivan, do you have this week's bikini ?" Angela asked. Ivan handed Debbi a matchbox. "Is in there" he said. Debbi could see without looking that the bikini was going to be scanty to say the least ! Angela was rising to go. "I'll see you tomorrow regarding Bimbo Thursday. Meanwhile, you can begin thinking up forfeits for the coming weeks. I want you to be creative, it won't do to simply be taking your clothes off every Friday." "Though we not mind that" said Ivan !

Debbi passed the rest of the day in a daze. It was an especially sadistic twist by Angela to make her come up with the ideas for her own humiliation. When she got home, Debbi went to her bedroom to try on the bikini. She had little hope that the men would fail to hit their targets and that she would somehow get a reprieve. Taking off her work clothes, she opened the matchbox to extract the tiny wisps of material. It was initially difficult to work out what was what. She supposed it could be said that the colour was yellow but there was so little there as to actually demonstrate a colour at all !

Eventually, Debbi worked out which bits of string were the bra. The covering for her breasts were two tiny triangles barely enough to cover her nipples, which were of course hardening. After tying this at the back, Debbi attempted to step into what must be the bottoms. It was like wearing an elastic band ! There was no back at all, just a string that disappeared between her bum cheeks. On top of everything else, this was going to be very uncomfortable to wear all day. The front provided minimal covering for her mound. If she were not already shaven, she would certainly have had to shave !

Debbi regarded herself in the full length mirror. She looked obscene. She would almost rather have been naked. That could have been passed off as a human's natural state. But these minuscule wisps only served to emphasise and accentuate her erogenous zones, serving no purpose other than to titillate. And of course, to provide a reward and incentive she thought glumly !