Epilogue?

The gentle rays of the sun shine from the window and into your face. You shiver and kick your feet, your bedsheet nowhere to be found. Huh, you must have knocked it away in your slumber.

You stretch, your arms brushing against the wall and your chest against the rough bed. Huh, weird, you could have sworn you wore pajamas to bed last night.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” You open your eyes to find Sabrina sitting next to you.

You rub your heavy eyes. “Ah, time for the good morning rub? You are learning.” You shove your feet towards Sabrina´s face, but she brushes them aside.

“Nope.”

“Good thinking, breakfast comes first. Where is it?”

“No more breakfast in bed, no more massages, no more anything! I´m done taking orders from you, dearie.”

“Well, guess someone doesn´t want to wear clothes today.” You sit on your bed, your bare feet step on the wood underneath. You reach for your pillow …which isn´t there. Where is it?! That´s where you hid the…

“Looking for this?” Sabrina dangles a key in front of your face, and your eyes open in a panic. You snatch it and unlock your closet. Your jaws drop as you confirm that it is indeed empty. “You thought a little key was going to stop me?”

Wait a minute, you are naked! You don’t even have a bedsheet. “Where are my clothes?” You reply, crossing your arms around your chest.

“Here, mostly.” Sabrina drops a big plastic bag filled with confetti onto your bed. No, it´s not confetti, that´s fabric!

“What did you do?”

“I stole your key, took all your things, and then went to town to rent an industrial-grade shredder to turn it all to scrap.”

Your heart all but stops. “You d-destroyed all my clothes.”

“All your things mostly, I had a lot of pent up anger as it turns out. But I left you something, here, let me pull it up for you.” Sabrina walks to her closet and put´s her finger on a white thingy near the handle. “Like this? It’s my new biometric lock! It only opens to me, so don´t even think about stealing my key or something silly like that. You should get one yourself.”

Sabrina rummages across her things while you are coping with the situation. Just last night you were atop of the world, what happened? “Ah, here they are. Your underwear, you can have them back!”

“W-w-what? T-these are useless!” You hold the remnants of your underwear in your hand. Holes have been cut into each piece. Your panties are crotchless and bottomless, they have more in common with belts than underpants. Your bras aren’t any better. Putting them over your chest lets you confirm that the holes give a peek of your nipples and areolas. “I can´t wear this!”

“Well, they are the only things you´ve got. So either wear that or go naked, I don´t care.”

“O-ok, Sabrina. What’s your game? Want me to be your ****? Is that it? Will you give me clothes if I do everything you said?”

“No. No games, no nothing. This is what you have, If you find something else, I promise I will shred it too. Buckle up and go outside in your b-suit or wear those. Either way, we have to go give the morning address to the campers, so choose quickly.”

“But I can’t work in the camp like this! Hell, I can´t even ride the bus home like this! You´ve got throw me a bone here!”

But she didn’t. Before long, you are once again naked under the rays of the sun and facing a multitude of campers. Well, you are wearing your “underwear”, but honestly? Wearing those things makes you feel even more self-conscious than going around fully naked.

For hours you try to pry your way inside Sabrina’s closet or scavenge around to find something else to wear, but she always seems to be two steps ahead. She even stole that one measly hand towel that you managed to find.

In the end, you are left empty-handed in the camp, and you can´t seem to find a way to reverse the situation. Sabrina didn’t even leave some spare you money so you could swallow your pride and go buy clothes in town. She got you good. It´s going to be a long and naked summer.

THE END