My wife and I were discussing fetishes. We both like most of the same things like wetlook, messy, mild BDSM and different positions. I love being naked at every opportunity but my wife isn't so keen. What Sue asked me though was were there any things I'd like to try.
I thought for a bit then said "I sometimes think I'd like to be humiliated."
"How?"
I thought some more and said, "Well, what if you told Sally a secret about me when we are all together. it would need to be when I'm there and I suppose it would need to be a surprise."
Sally was Sue's closest friend and a woman I have always lusted over.
Sue didn't say any more and I wondered what she was thinking because she too would be embarrassed about something like that I suppose.
it was a couple of months later when Sue told me we'd been invited over for lunch at Sallys and I briefly wondered if this was to be something more but when we got there it was obvious that wasn't to be as there were two more couples. I was introduced and was very pleased with the two women who would brighten any dinner table.
We were staying the night and the other couples lived within walking distance so the wine flowed during the meal and afterwards.
The conversation had been the usual to start with. Talking about jobs, the weather, etc. and as the wine flowed there was a little flirtation flowing when suddenly things changed as Sue said, "You know Alan gets turned on by having his clothes cut and ripped off."
I immediately felt myself going red as well as getting hard. I looked at Sally who I guessed was in on this but the other two couples weren't and all four did a double take.
One of the women asked, "Is that true?"
I nodded knowing my voice wasn't up to speaking.
So what do you wear? Old t-shirt and things."
Sue was going for it now as she replied on my behalf. "Oh no. He loves his best clothes to be destroyed. In fact anything he owns does it for him."
She looked at me then her partner and then Sue with a look between shock and disbelief.
Bending down Sue retrieved her handbag and from it came a pair of kitchen shears. "Have a go if you want. He'd love it." then added "as long as you're comfortable with that of course."
Again her eyes went from her partner who nodded hesitantly to Sue who smiled and me who was enjoying the experience but knew it might still not happen.
"Start with his jacket." Sue prompted and the girl, called Helen, took the shears.
Still very unsure she approached as if I would bite but as I said nothing she moved the shears to the end of the sleeve of my new linen jacket.
Taking my arm she turned to Sue and said, "It looks new and expensive."
"It is and believe me he'll enjoy it I'm sure."
Still very unsure she slid the shears over the cuff and eventually, with no one stopping her, she cut the material. Just a small nick as if waiting for approval but the deed was done.
Sue got her feet and came round and I think the women thought Sue was going to carry on but Sue just said "Carry on. I just want to check something."
With a little more confidence she continued her cut up the sleeve and was amazed when Sue placed her hand on the outside of my trousers and said, "Oh, he's enjoying this." referring to my hardening cock.
When the women looked down Sue wasted no time in taking the woman's spare hand and holding it on my trousers. Surprisingly she not only kept it there but massaged my cock as well. With renewed vigour she cut up the other arm before, with no prompting, rechecked my hard on. She then cut round the jacket just below the sleeves before finally cutting it free to fall to the floor.
Looking at the other woman, called Rose, she then asked, "Do you want a go?"
Rose looked round and said, "Oh, I wasn't expecting more clothes to come off. I couldn't."
However all she got from Sally, Sue and Helen was encouragement and even her partner was nodding.
Standing up she came over and I couldn't help but focus on her breasts which were in danger of leaving the top of her dress. She must have seen my gaze because she stopped and wriggled her dress up which only shortened the hemline and I think she was regretting wearing a bodycon dress.
She followed Helen's actions and cut the cuff of both shirt sleeves but this time she ripped the cotton to the shoulder with that lovely sound. She then pulled the shirt from my trousers and snipped the hem in a few places before ripping the shirt to the top about half a dozen times. If I didn't know better I would think she'd done this before. Finally she cut the shirt free but sadly didn't check my cock.
Sue then took the scissors and knelt down at my feet. As the rest stood to watch Sue cut thought the soft leather of my new shoes either side of the laces before pulling them off and cutting off my socks.
Standing up she then gave the scissors to Sally and this was what I was waiting for. She didn't seem to have any qualms about destroying my trousers and just cut through the waistband and let them fall to the floor revealing my boxers with a significant bulge.
Sally then handed the scissors to Helen's partner called Mike who actually seemed keen to indulge.
Helen then said, "I don't think he'll want to be stripped naked especially by a man."
Sue then said, "He doesn't get a choice."
This was a new thing for me as Mike cut up both sides of the boxers leaving the waistband until last. Then a final pull and the boxers came away and my cock sprang out. Then, to my surprise and to everyone else as well he grasped my cock and pumped it a few times before handing the scissors back to Sue.
I assumed that now things had finished and indeed Sue told everyone she'd brought some clothes for me to wear. There were some comic boos from Rose and Helen and some jeers from Sally as Sue got up and went out to the car.
When she returned however she had a couple of carrier bags which she handed to Sally with the words, "Why don't you take Alan upstairs to get him dressed."
Sally looked in one bag then showed it to the other two before taking my hand and the four of us went upstairs. The reason for their excitement became clear when we got to the bedroom and Sally pulled out the clothes. They were definitely a feminine collection.
They sat me down at the dressing table and went to town with the make up including shaving my eyebrows and once they'd finished I hardly recognised myself with the whole package of make up.
Then it was time to dress and although my cock had shrunk a fair bit the girls giggled as they pulled on the lace knickers as there was little room for my cock which poked out the waistband. The matching bra fitted very well and Sally stuffed each cup with two pairs of her flesh coloured knickers to give me shape.
A matching suspender belt came next along with sheer black lace top stockings which the girls adjusted for me. Next came a white, long sleeved button through silk shirt which felt gorgeous on my skin followed by a short black leather skirt and matching jacket. Finally a pair of high heeled strappy shoes were fastened on my feet and I was helped downstairs to let the rest see the transformation.
After some positive comments I wondered if I was to be kept dressed as a woman for the rest of the day but Sue had other ideas.
"Right. let's all go down to the pub at the end of the road for a drink."
Oh God. I wasn't expecting that. The only saving grace was that we were all going so I felt slightly safer.
As we walked down the pavement all I could hear was my heartbeat and the sound of five pairs of heels. There were no houses on the lane and very little in the way of traffic and I relaxed. That was until we turned the corner and got to the pub. The car park was busy and there were loads of people sitting outside drinking in the warm evening air.
I suggested we sit outside which was agreed but then Sally suggested I go inside with her to fetch the drinks. I have never felt so embarrassed and horny at the same time and was sure my cock was making a bulge in my skirt. I got a few looks but I hoped they were because I looked good but I was relieved when we carried the tray of drinks outside and I could mingle with my friends.
As we sat and drank I relaxed and by the end I was enjoying myself but I was glad when Sally suggesting heading home. As we walked back towards the house I thought my humiliation was over but Sue had other ideas.
As we walked past a field entrance Sue stopped the party and said, "Another thing he likes is getting very messy and I think it would be a nice idea if we got him in there." indicating the muddy entrance.
By now everyone seemed on board with Sue's ideas and almost instantly I was grabbed by Rose and Helen and frogmarched into the field. Almost immediately I felt my heels sink into the mud and looked to see the same happening to my guides who seemed to not care. The mud got deeper and I was loving it and wanted to get completely covered but waited to see what would happen.
I didn't have long to wait as Sue told me to turn and sit. I did and was rewarded as the cold wet mud flowed into my skirt and over my cock. I couldn't believe it as Helen pushed me back and then knelt down beside me soaking her dress and started ladling mud over me. Rose then did the same covering my face and wig and not seeming to have a care about their own clothes.
Eventually, once I was completely covered in mud the girls got to their feet and I struggled up as well partially blinded by my mud soaked wig. As my vision cleared I was confronted by Sally standing almost knee deep in the mud brandishing the scissors and I knew my humiliation wasn't over. Very slowly each item of clothing was cut from my body. No ripping this time until all I had on was my heels and my wig then I was led from the field and back to the house where I was made to stand outside until a car had passed. Only then was I let into the garden where I was hosed down. The enjoyment came from the four girls also being hosed down although they all remained clothed.
Once I was clean and dry the girls went in to change into some borrowed clothes and I was allowed back into the house but I was kept naked for the rest of the evening whilst I was fondled and mocked and I loved it.
In the morning I was again kept naked for breakfast but given a tiny pink thong to wear to drive home.