Something to wear

"Do you want something to wear?" Roslyn asked. "Oh yes please, could I have my bikini bottoms?" Mackenzie begged. "Oh no, all your old clothes are staying right here" Rosalyn replied, tapping her backpack, "but I think I can get just the right thing for you!". The claw was nudging a piece of silk, which looked more translucent than Mackenzie liked, but would be much better than nothing. Mackenzie sighed in resignation. "You don't sound very enthusiastic, and this machine is quite tricky, are you sure you want wear whatever I can get out?". "Please - I will wear it - anything is better than nothing" Mackenzie pleaded. "Then give me some room - I don't want your gawping putting me off" Rosalyn replied, taking hold of the grab controls.

Mackenzie could not see in detail what Roslyn had retrieved from the grab machine, but she did see a length of silver chain. It reminded Mackenzie of a backless dress she had liked. That had had a chain, with clips which went around her neck and held up the front of the dress.The clips had seemed sturdy enough in the dress shop, and she had worn it out for an evening with friends, not worrying that she could not wear a bra with it, as she was slightly vain about the way her breasts were even more impressive when it was obvious that they did not need any support. Everything had been fine until she had been carrying a tray of drinks from the bar, and one of the clips had sprung open. Mackenzie could feel the dress fall away, but with her hands full she do nothing to stop it, but worse was to follow. She stepped on the dress, tangling one of her heels in it, and pulling it off completely. Dressed only in her panties and one shoe, she had stumbled and fallen into the lap of a women on a nearby bench seat. Although the woman did not seem displeased at having a nearly naked Mackenzie delivered into her hands, her companion was decidedly unhappy. The drinks Mackenzie had been carrying had soaked the woman's top, turning it somewhat translucent. Mackenzie's backside had been spanked, and when she had attempted to resist her hands had been tied behind her back with the chain from the dress, and once she was helpless one woman had spanked her, while the other had slowly pulled her panties down and off. When she had finally been released by the women Mackenzie's friends had claimed, after much more exploring and efforts to work out how her hands were bound, that the could not release her in the dim light of the bar. With much giggling and groping they had helped her back into her dress, and she had to hold it in place with her teeth, head bowed and unable to complain, as she went with them to the flat of the one who lived nearest. There they teased her by pretending not to understand what she wanted, until she was **** to ask them to free her - stripping herself again in the process.

Despite her experience with the backless chain dress it still hung in Mackenzie's wardrobe, and Mackenzie could imagine something like a silk babydoll with the front held up, like her dress, with the chain she seen coming out of the hopper. She had not seen the silk, but imagined that had come out earlier.

Rosalyn straighter up from the machine, and turned, holding something behind her back. "Can I see it?" Mackenzie asked. "No, I want it to be a surprise - Close your eyes!" Rosalyn commanded.