The Shame Games – Part Ten (Exh, Humil, mmmmfffFF)
BY: HOOKED6
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The Shame Games – Part Ten (mmmmfffFF,Exh,Humil) BY: Hooked6

After school the next day my mom casually suggested I take off my clothes and relax. I had hoped she was going to forget about making me endure more nudity time.

"Ah that's OK mom. I'm going over to Tom's house to study in a while," I said.

"Suit yourself. Go naked if you like, I don't care. You can dress however you please." She said a bit sarcastically. "Just remember, though, I'll be watching." She then returned to the kitchen. Her cautionary statement and the tone of her voice made me worry that she still didn't trust me. It was as if she WANTED me to screw up. I know that sounds silly but that's how it felt at the time. I began to worry that she really did know all about the Shame Games and she was just giving me enough rope to hang myself. I was going to have to be on guard lest I fall into her trap. Of course the thought did occur to me
that my mother really LIKED seeing me naked, but I dismissed that crazy idea as just too weird to be possible.

I went to my room and decided to write Nathan again. I told him all about my fears and what had happened over the last few days. Later that night I rechecked my email and sure enough he written back. He was a prompt little bugger I can tell you that.

"I think you've had enough nudity time," he wrote in his email. "I sense you are frustrated and that you just might be becoming bored with the whole thing. That would be a shame as you have so much more to experience. I believe it is time for you to involve others in this little game of yours. Change the game – YOU become the maker of the rules and have fun watching someone else be humiliated for a change. Think it over. If you go through with it be sure and tell me all about it."

Hmmmm, I thought, what a novel idea. I had always wondered what it would be like if the shoe was one the other foot. But whom should I get to play. I thought about it all night and decided to ask Tom if he would be a player in the Shame Game with me as the rule maker.

"ARE YOU KIDDING?!" he said excitedly when I asked him the following day. "You're out of your mind. Forget it pal. I don't mind helping YOU out but there's no way I'm going to play."

To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I had worked myself up over this idea and I really wanted to be in charge! I got Teddy's number from Tom (actually I stole it from his binder when he wasn't looking) and called him up. He was a little more direct in his answer: "Fuck off," was all he said. I began to get a little pissed. After all, they had a ton of fun using me for their pleasure. Why couldn't they return the favor, I wondered?

I stewed over the whole affair for a couple of days. Friday night I wrote Nathan again telling him that no one would play with me and asked him to make up some rules for another Shame Game that I could play.

He wrote back and said, "No, I don't want to make you do anything more. YOU need to be in charge. How about your step-sister? I suggest doing something to her but just don't ask this time. If you ask her she'd likely only decline as the others have done. Just think of something and ambush her with it. Once she's played the game I'll bet she'll want to do it again."

My heart raced. My step-sister, I thought! Could I really force her to play? I had to admit the very idea of seeing her naked got me aroused in a hurry. And to have such power over her was almost too much for me to imagine!! I went through the motions of thinking this through but in the back of my mind I knew I had already decided to do it. I just had to think of a way to pull it off. The good news was that the next day Julie was actually coming to visit for the weekend! The opportunity was there I just had to think of SOMETHING to do!

Saturday morning Julie arrived. She settled in and after the usual pleasantries asked me if I wanted to join her at the water park. It seems she wanted to have one last outing before the summer season ended. Normally I'm not much on going places with huge crowds but her suggestion took me by surprise. In my wildest dreams I couldn't have thought of a better place to get my step-sister naked!

"SURE! Sounds like fun," I said enthusiastically.

"I'm glad as all of my friends were busy today and I didn't want to go alone." She explained.

Before long we were in her car and headed towards the water park which was about an hour away. Once we parked the car, Julie then proceeded to take off the colored T-shirt she was wearing. To say that I was amazed by Julie's swim suit would be an understatement. I had never in my life seen her in so little! She wore an orange bikini. Usually she wore a one piece suit which covered her quite well. The bikini top tied in the back and her bottoms tied at the sides with overly long strings which dangled at her sides – part of the fashion design I guessed. If she only knew what I had planned for her she wouldn't have chosen this outfit, I thought!

We headed toward the large main pool. "Let's save the slides for last," she said as she put her towel down on a chair. "I want to work on my tan a bit first."

"That's fine," I said as I put my stuff next to her chair. "I'll just swim a while in the pool."

Julie oiled herself up and relaxed on her chair soaking up the rays. For my part I plotted and planned trying to think of how I was going to strip her. For some reason I just wasn't as creative as my friends when it came to thinking up scenarios to embarrass people. Wrestling her for her garments wasn't much of an option as she was much bigger than me. I was sure I would lose that battle. No, I had to be cleaver about this.

My plan was to get her into the main pool and then when she wasn't paying attention, I would sneak up behind her and untie her suit and hopefully run off with it. I know, not very imaginative. But at least it was a plan. After about an hour, Julie called me out of the pool. "Let's go on the Tornado!" she said excitedly. The Tornado was a giant, twisting slide, the bottom of which emptied out into another large pool.

"OK," I said a bit disappointed and accompanied her to the slide. I figured that perhaps after going on all the wild slides and stuff, maybe she would want to relax in the main pool before going home. Then I could carry out my idea. I was willing to wait. I figured it would be worth it.

There were lots of people in the park but it was not as jam- packed as it usually was during the peak summer months. The climb towards the top of the slide didn't take too long and before I knew it we were there. Julie was ahead of me and when it was her turn, the attendant had her lay on her back and instructed her to fold her arms across her chest as I got into the ready position immediately behind her. Then fate stepped in.

For some reason as I waited my turn I spotted the strings on Julie's bikini bottoms. They had floated up towards her shoulders as she lay in the small puddle of water in the cueing platform. I'm not sure why but just as the attendant turned to drop the bar at her feet holding her in place I reached down and grabbed hold of each string on the sides of her bikini bottoms. When the bar dropped, I yelled "Time to play the Shame Game!" A look of panic appeared on her face as Julie went careening down the slide – minus her bottoms, screaming all the way!!! I was able to hold onto them and before the attendant turned to me I stuffed the bottoms inside the waistband of my trunks!

Soon I too was flying down the twisting and turning slide heading towards the pool below. I couldn't see Julie ahead of me. I was too busy having the bee-jeepers scared out of me hurling down the slide. At least I still had my clothes unlike my step-sister.

I hit the water in the pool with such speed that I skimmed across the top of the pool water for quite a distance before slowing down enough to sink under water. I could only imagine the show Julie must have given any onlookers as she skidded across the surface of the pool.

I began swimming in earnest to get away from the slide exit and made my way towards the side of the large pool. I finally saw Julie. She was close to the end wall treading water like crazy. I just laughed. I knew EXACTLY how she must have felt having been in such embarrassing situations at the hands of my friends. Fortunately for her the glittering sun off the rough water surface kept her pretty much hidden.

I decided to prolong her agony before giving her back her bottoms, so before getting too close, I climbed out of the pool and made my way over to where she was. Standing on the relative safety of the concrete patio I leaned over and gave her an evil grin.

"PETEY YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE," she said forcefully.

"YEP," was all I said in reply.

She swam right up to the side and changed her tone. "Petey, give them back to me, please," she said sweetly.

"I think I'll go and get something to drink. Want to come along?" I said teasingly.

"NO!" she said loudly then, realizing she was attracting attention, softened her voice. "I mean, I can't just now!" I smiled from ear to ear which seemed to aggravate her all the more. Every once in a while I thought I caught a glimpse of her dark pubic hair through the ripples in the water. Such a rush came over me as I let that thought sink in. People were swimming everywhere nearby. If only they knew that my step- sister was practically NAKED!

I leaned over the edge of the pool and whispered, "I'll make you a deal. I've got your bottoms right her in my trunks." Hearing that, made her give out an audible sigh of relief. "I'll give them back to you IF you let me have your top to hold as well for say, oh, 5 minutes. Otherwise I'll just throw them in the trash can over there and you can figure out another way to get out of the pool."

"You're insane!" she said quickly.

"No problem. You don't HAVE to play this game." I said trying to push her to do what I wanted.

She looked around at all the people in the pool and probably realized it was only a matter of time before she was caught. She called me over to the edge and whispered, "Just FIVE minutes and then you'll give them both back to me?"

"Absolutely," I said earnestly.

"Fine, it's a deal," she agreed reluctantly. She then looked around the pool once more and after satisfying herself that no one was paying particular attention to her, reached up and untied her top carefully balling it up and discreetly handing it to me. I was AMAZED! She actually did it. My own step-sister was in a very public place and completely and utterly NAKED! I was so excited I had to fight getting an erection.

I walked over to an empty chair and put her bikini stuff down and sat on the chair next to them. Seeing her garments obviously out in the open made her blush terribly. I looked up at the giant clock on the building across the way and made note of the time. Julie for her part tried hard not to keep staring at me lest someone figured out that the bikini was hers and she wasn't wearing anything. She moved around a bit in the water changing her position from time to time so as not to attract attention. Several times she was trapped away from the wall as other people swam between her and the pool's edge. I could tell she was close to losing it whenever that happened as the look on her face was one of pure terror.

Finally she swam back to the edge of the pool wall and beckoned me over to her. I got out of my chair and went to the wall and leaned over. "Aren't five minutes up yet?" she asked quietly almost pleading for me to agree. I looked at the giant clock and she was only a minute off. I took pity on her though and said, "I guess five minutes have passed."

"Thank goodness!" she exclaimed.

I turned around to fetch her garments that I had left on the chair when I saw two young boys holding them in their hands!!

"HEY YOU TWO . . ." I said walking towards them. "Put those down!"

They looked at me, laughed wildly and took off running with the items still in their hands. As I ran after them I heard Julie cry out, "FASTER PETEY!"

They were quick but I was determined. I was just about to catch up with them when a pool lifeguard stepped in front of me. "NO RUNNING IN THE POOL AREA!" he said authoritatively.

"BUT . . ." I stammered.

"NO EXCUSES," he said again still blocking my way. I looked over his shoulder and saw the boys disappearing from view.

"Sorry", I said and proceeded to walk around him. I made a valiant effort to find those creeps but to no avail. Julie's bikini was no where to be found. I guess those brats kept it for a trophy. I could only imagine what story they would tell to their friends. I finally admitted defeat and returned to my step-sister.

"I'm sorry . . ." I started to say when she interrupted me.

"I know . . . I saw the whole thing," she said resigning herself to the situation. "It wasn't your fault." I thought that was mighty big of her not to hold it against me.

"What am I going to do now?" She whispered still treading water. I was sure she was getting tired by now and didn't know how much longer she could hold out.

"I'll go and see if I can find . . . beg, borrow or steal a towel," I said optimistically. That wasn't going to be easy as we were far away from the locker area and there weren't many lying around.

I eventually spotted one and started to pick it up. "Hey that's MY towel," a lady yelled from across the way.

"Oh . . . ah, sorry . . . it looked like mine," I said meekly and continued on. I asked a few other people if I could borrow their towels but they all said "no." They must have thought I was nuts.

Finally I saw one lying on the back of a chair. No one was nearby. I sat down on the chair next to it looking to see if anyone seemed to care. Finally I got up the nerve and snatched it up and took off with it. Success at last!

When I returned to the pool area Julie was still treading water. I waved the towel excitedly hoping to encourage her as I approached. When I reached the edge again she asked plainly, "Now what?"

"What do you mean?" I said confused. "You put the towel on and we get the heck out of Dodge."

"Just HOW am I supposed to do that?" she asked trying to hide her frustration. "You want me to climb out of the pool and flash my ass to everyone while I wrap the thing around my body? Or maybe you thought you'd toss it to me and I'd put it on under the water and come out with it weighing a ton being completely soaked?"

"Gee," I admitted. "I hadn't thought about that. Sorry"

She smiled finally and taking pity on me said, "At least you tried."

"What are you going to do, then?" I asked hoping she had a plan.

"I guess I'm just going to have to grin and bare it," she said accepting her fate. Before I could react she started climbing out of the pool. In no time at all I was treated to the most beautiful site I had ever seen in my entire life – my step-sister's naked body! She was beautiful. It was the first time I had ever seen a full bush and developed breasts in the raw! She blushed when she saw me ogling her. She wasted no time in grabbing the towel and wrapping it around herself. Only one girl in the pool seemed to notice and she just laughed.

"Let's get out of here!" she said in a panic. She was obviously breathing hard and I could tell she was shaking! We both walked as fast as we could without attracting attention. Soon we made it to the exit and found ourselves in the parking lot heading for the car! The whole time Julie didn't say a word to me. I think she was just trying to get to the safety of her vehicle.

We were about three rows from her car when three younger boys about 10 or 11 stopped in front of us. "THERE she is!" said one of them and the rest blocked our path. They came right up to us and the same boy said, "THAT'S MY TOWEL! GIVE IT BACK!!"

"How do you know it's your towel?" I asked. "They all look pretty much the same."

"Because I saw YOU take it that's why! AND, my initials are on it, see? JPK!" he said pointing to the corner of the towel. Sure enough the initials "JPK" were plain for all to see.

"Listen, boys, I need this towel," Julie said. "Couldn't I just borrow it? I'll mail it back to you I promise."

"NO!" the boy said. "If you don't give it back I'll go and get the security guard."

I shoved the boy as he wasn't that big. Even I was taller than he was. I was hoping to intimidate him so he would run away and we'd have time to make our getaway. "Listen kid, she said she needs the towel. Can't you just leave it at that?"

"NO, and if you don't give it to me right now I'll scream!" he said this time with desperation in his voice.

I was about to push my way past them when to my surprise Julie said, "Fine. You can have your stupid towel." She then took it off and handed it to the kid leaving her standing in front of the three boys stark naked!

"WHOA!" they said almost in unison. They stared at her with their mouths wide open as Julie took my hand and walked past them. They watched her butt without moving an inch as we made it to her car and she got in.

"THAT was brave," I said almost in disbelief.

She just laughed as she put on her T-shirt and started the car. "I wonder if they will all have wet dreams tonight?" I just shook my head. I didn't know about them but I knew that I was going to and that was a fact!

I expected Julie to yell at me or ask me what in the world had gotten into me. She didn't though she just drove as we sat in silence. When we got home she stopped the car and a look of panic crossed her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My T-shirt, it's not long enough to cover my, well you know . . ."

She was right. I remember when we left the house on our way to the park that her orange bikini bottom was showing. I had just assumed it was a one piece. Now that the T-shirt was all she had to wear I could see the problem!

"Mom will kill you if she catches you like that!" I said nervously.

"I KNOW!" she said. She was turning pale and I felt sorry for her. At least when she played with me she had planned everything out.

I decided to do the noble thing and help her.

"WHAT are you doing?!" she asked as she saw me taking off my swimsuit.

"Here," I said handing it to her. Put this on. I know it's a bit small for you but if you keep it covered with the shirt no one will suspect a thing."

"But how are you going to get in the house?" she asked. "Now you're naked."

Of course she didn't know all that had happened to me over the last week and I didn't have time to explain. "Mom said I didn't have to wear clothes at home if I didn't want to. Just trust me. Nothing will happen."

"OK, if you're sure. Let's get inside before she thinks we are up to something."

I walked completely naked bold as brass right up to the front door and went inside. I was hoping to get upstairs before being seen but that was not to be. Mom was sitting right in the front room and saw me enter.

"No clothes?" she inquired a little suspiciously, "And in front of your step-sister too?" She raised an eyebrow when she saw Julie enter after me.

"I left my wet suit outside to dry," I said hoping she wouldn't look at Julie too closely.

"Oh," she said plainly. "Did you have fun, Julie?"

"Yes we did," she said as she headed for the stairs. "We had a great time!"

As soon as I got to my room I wrote Nathan again and told him of the day's events. Later that night he wrote back saying, "Congratulations! I told you that you would like being in control. Next time though, be fair to your step- sister and play the game the way it's supposed to be played – explain the rules to her in advance." He then added as a post-script: "Yes I DO happen to think she'll agree to play again. Just be tactful about it and ASK her this time. Be sure and write me all about it if you play again."

I thought a lot about what he had said. Julie didn't rat me out to mom and she didn't yell at me. I decided to take him up on it and try again. I just had to plan this next game more carefully.