A naked tour

Rather than taking Keely up the service stairwell that she had used that morning, Mario led her on a tour of the building.

The Brit had earlier escaped with relatively few people seeing her, but now it felt like every member of the Brazilian delegation had turned out to meet her. She was dragged down busy corridors, through packed common rooms, and shown the hustle and bustle of the gym.

Keely tried her best to be polite, but the Brazilians made no effort to speak English, instead, opting to leave her squirming awkwardly as they laughed in Portuguese. The language barrier wasn't an issue, though; Keely knew that they were making fun of her.

The blonde girl stamped her bare foot indignantly, but her frustration only served to amuse them further.

Keely whimpered as she padded back through the building, more humiliating memories of the previous evening coming back to her with every bare footstep. By the time that they reached the correct room, the blonde's bare body was tingling. Not only was she shivering with cold, but her curves had been pinched, squeezed and poked. Resisting the temptation to rub her sore buttocks, which had been repeatedly and painfully slapped, Keely bounced nervously from one bare foot to the other.

A few seconds later, the door opened. The Brit darted inside, not wanting to be exposed in the airy corridor longer than she needed to be.

"Where are my clothes?!" she demanded, but the Brazilians continued to laugh, and make derogatory remarks about her. With help not forthcoming, Keely started to search through cupboards and overturn furniture; the longer she looked, the more frantic she became, and the more amusing she appeared to the Brazilians. Just when she was about to lose all hope, she glanced at the dustbin.

"You were going to throw them away?!" she screamed, snatching up her belongings and recognising how lucky she had been; any later, and she might have lost them forever!

She hastily pulled her dress on, realising that her underwear and shoes were missing. Clutching the rest of her belongings to her chest, Keely fled the scene, retracing her steps and finally letting the tears flow down her cheeks.

In that moment she hated that her dress was designed to show off her bare skin; she wanted to cover every inch of her body...but it was better than going nude!

It was mortifying to be running around commando, and her bare feet only slowed her down. Laughter rang in her ears, but she was so emotional, it simply washed over her.

True to her word, the translator was waiting in the lobby, Keely's outfit bundled in her arms.

Giggling along with the Brazilians, she handed over the blonde girl's clothes, as the latter ripped off her dress and quickly dressed again.

Readjusting her garments, Keely stormed out of the building, wiping away tears.

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10 minutes later, Keely Hodgkinson was curled up in the shower, sobbing into her hands and gently rocking back and forwards under the cold water.

It was a long time before she moved.