The situation

The two vehicles pull into a huge shopping mall parking lot and park near a lamp post near the end backed with trees and shrubs. Some of them get out and hold up bed sheets while others carry me out of the van handcuffed and feet cuffed and in my underwear. They cuff my ankle to the lamp post and uncuff my other cuffs on my wrists and ankles. They put a weight bar in my hands that had a sheet tied to it. As long as I was holding up the bar, the bed sheet was covering me from being seen by the whole parking lot and the shopping center.

I was in shock. I have never felt so **** but was powerless to keep them from doing this to me. I was not given a single warning before they **** me into the most humiliating situation I can imagine, against my will kicking and screaming.

Their laughter was unhinged. They all went back and stood by the vehicles as they just laughed and watched me struggle. They didn't show any sympathy. They definately planned this. And read my journal. There wasn't much weight on the bar but enough to make you try. That way I would struggle for around 20 minutes before tiring out and dropping the weight.

The group all had a full view of everything as I struggle holding up a long bar at my shoulders with a white bed sheet covering me as it moved in the wind. My ankle was locked to the lamp post. It was broad daylight in a huge shopping center's parking lot with people everywhere. I was in a **** situation.

My naked feet felt the warm concrete and my entire body felt the breeze as I hear all eight of my friends laughing at me and taunting me about my journal. My face was red. My everything was red. I cringed with embarrassment but couldn't cover myself as I had to hold the long bar up to keep the sheet hanging in front of me.

They where saying things from my journal enteries as they taunted me about it. They said that they would leave for lunch and come back and thought that I could keep the bar up for that long. I freaked out at the thought of them leaving me like this. How humiliating! How desperately powerless would I be?

Just then Felisha walks up and puts a dog shock collar around my neck as I am standing there naked holding up this long bar and bed sheet. She pad locks the collar so it cannot be taken off and puts a headset in my ear and my phone on the base of the lamp post.

Oh my god, what in the world do they have planned? I think as I frantically think of what fate awaits me.

"I'm hungary, lets go to that burito shack in walking distance." The words rolled off of Felisha's lips and my mind couldn't comprehend them. I was in utter denial that this was happening to me. I was mortified and aroused. I was helpless and ****. I was cuffed naked to a lamp post **** to hold this bar up to keep myself covered from the front. I didn't think they could add anything to this, but I was wrong.

Can you hear me? Felisha says over the headset. Yes. I respond. You can't fucking leave me! I exclaim. "Relax, Felisha says as she holds my face, if you are getting tired and are about to drop the weight then we will come back asap. She then glances down and gives me a playful spank as there is nothing I can do about it. The whole group leave the vehicles behind me with a line of trees behind that. They all walk laughing and looking back at me towards the burito shack. I am sent cringing with embarrassment when I see them walk away leaving me there as I still hear their laughter over the headset. I can't believe they are doing this to me! Holy shit!