A total embarrassment for our guards

You try to warn Amy to get out of here, but you can’t get anything out with your bra stuffed in your mouth.

Amy is frozen in shock at the sight of her three coworkers, and she isn’t quite sure what to do.

Any will slowly but surely join the fun for the couple.

“Did you two do all of this? I don’t understand.” Amy asks the couple in confusion as she rubs her head. You notice a blur, and Amy’s utility has vanished. She doesn’t notice, but you try to yell, but it’s no use.

“Oh no, we found these three like this. It must be some bondage party of sorts, we are as confused as you are.”

Amy, still not sure of anything, replies, "Okay, I need you up against the wall until I figure out what’s going on.” As you notice another blur, her uniform shirt vanishes. Her floral push-up bra is all that covers her breasts.

“Can I see some identification?” she asks the couple. Another blur, and all of a sudden her pants are completely gone. She’s left in her bra, white lace boyshorts, and her boots.

She doesn’t notice what’s happening, but you do. You try to holler to get her attention, but she doesn’t seem to hear you as her mind is racing.

“Identification? For what? And why would we give our ID to some girl in her underwear?”

With that statement, Amy looks down in horror, seeing that her uniform is nowhere to be found. She doesn’t try to cover up; she tries to take off running. Ultimately, she doesn’t get far. Another blur occurs.

You see, Amy is now tied to the opposite load barring pole to Susan. However, she’s chest first, butt naked, except for her boots. It looks like her panties are wrapped around her face, and based on the muffled yells, her bra is in her mouth. Unlucky for Amy, she wasn’t off so easy.

You’re dumbfounded after another blur and see Amy’s own baton stuck up her butt. You hear a squeak from Amy behind her gag, and she tightens up. She has no way to escape this position.