Sandals, panties, and a... handbra?

“Lift your foot up Erica,” Carrie said. I did as I was told, and felt fabric brush my ankle. I felt a little embarrassed that Carrie was dressing me instead of letting me do it myself, but I wasn’t going to argue and risk losing the coverage.

She pulled the panties all the way up, perhaps a little to far, as I could feel the crotch pull slightly into my nethers. I knew without looking that I was sporting a camel toe. She then had me raise my feet again to slide my sandals back on. I realized at this point that I wasn’t gonna get my shorts back, and just went ahead and raised my arms to get my shirt, glad to know it was long enough to cover my bottoms. I waited for Carrie to pull my shirt on, before suddenly feeling her hands groping my chest.

“Carrie c- *AH* Mistress Carrie, can you hurry with my shirt please?” I asked, nipples stinging from the pinch they received.

“I’m not giving you your shirt Erica, this is your outfit till we reach the cabin.” Carrie said.

“But I can’t go out like this. Everyone will see my panties, not to mention I’m topless!” I said.

“You aren’t gonna be topless silly. That’s what my hands are for.” Carrie corrected. “And you said you didn’t want people seeing your bits, so I don’t know why it’s a problem for them to see these adorable panties of yours. But if it’s that big an issue we could just lose the panties and make it a hand-kini.”

Carrie lowered her hands to the side of my panties. The idea of walking around with no covering but Carrie’s hands was both humiliating and arousing, but I wasn’t about to lose the panties. I shook my head, and Carries hands returned to my boobies.

“Handbra it is then,” She said, giving my chest a slight squeeze before beginning to **** me forward. “And don’t worry about being seen. We waited so that everyone would already be headed towards camp. You and I will just go straight to the cabin while Lisa and Alicia talk to the councilors.”

She walked me off the bus, and just as she said, everyone was gone. Lisa and Alicia went to grab their bags, but when I began to walk Carrie held me still.

“Mistress Carrie, I need to get my bags,” I said, trying to pull her with me.

“It’s fine Erica. Since my hands are, well, not full but busy, you’ll be carrying my bags for me. Don’t drop them. The others can get your stuff.”

I blushed at her comment on my boobs. I didn’t get a chance to respond as Alicia shoved Carries two bags towards me, forcing me to grab them so that they didn’t hit the ground.

“We’ll come back for your stuff Erica. Hope the bus doesn’t leave before then,” Alicia said as she picked up her own bags.

I felt a chill in my spine at Alicia’s suggestion that I might be stuck with the few things I had on me. Still, it seemed that I’d lost my ability to talk back, as I often did in these situations. Carrie pushed me once more, and we began our walk to the cabins, luckily taking a more wooded path.