Heather's Last Day Part 2
"Oh no," Heather wailed on the edge of panic. She was in a desperate situation
and knew it, completely naked miles from home with a car that wouldn't start.
Her eyes glazed over and she slumped forward in defeat until her forehead was
resting on the steering wheel. She racked her brains to see if she could think
of a way out of her predicament but nothing came to mind. In a last desperate
act she suddenly sat bolt upright and tried the ignition again but it was a
futile gesture, there was no way the engine was going to start so she slowly
leant back in her seat and began to wallow in self pity. For several minutes she
sat there motionless staring into space until she was suddenly startled by a tap
on the side window.
"Oh," she cried in fright and instinctively covered herself with her hands.
Looking round she saw that Miss Grey was standing beside the car. A feeling of
relief that it was not a stranger, passed briefly over her , but was rapidly
replaced by one of extreme trepidation, this was, after all, the woman who had
made her strip naked in the first place. Miss Grey indicated for her to wind
down the window which Heather duly did.
"Having trouble?" Miss Grey enquired with a slight smirk on her face. "I thought
you'd be long gone by now."
"My car won't start," Heather explained, the despair evident in her voice.
"Oh dear, that's unfortunate."
Miss Grey replied and was turning to leave when she was stopped by Heather
saying, "Please..... please can I have my clothes back."
" The uniform belonged to me, remember?" Miss Grey responded, "and I'll return
your underwear when you pay me the money you owe."
"Please," Heather begged, "you can't leave me stranded here naked."
"I could if I wanted," Miss Grey replied matter of factly.
"You wouldn't," Heather gasped not believing what she was hearing.
Miss Grey stared intently at Heather for several seconds before breaking into a
thin smile and saying, "No..... I suppose not."
"Thank you" Heather breathed with relief, "Where are my clothes?"
"They're still in my office and I'm not going back for them," Miss Grey informed
her and as Heather looked aghast she continued, "but I will give you a lift."
This relieved Heather somewhat, she may still be naked but at least she could
get home. She grabbed her keys from the ignition and was out of her car and
locking it in a flash. As she finished a car engine starting over the other side
of the car park caused her to flinch and crouch down slightly, reminding her of
her nakedness.
"Where's your car," she asked anxiously as she turned to face Miss Grey.
"Follow me," the store manageress answered and set off along the row of cars.
Heather looked around furtively and then scurried after Miss Grey, acutely aware
of her lack of clothes. Fortunately for her, Miss Grey's car was only parked
about ten further along from Heather's so they soon got there . But the clothed
woman made a great deal out of rooting around in her handbag to find her car
keys just to prolong Heather's agony slightly longer. At long last she produced
them, opened the driver's door and got inside. She then lent across to open
Heather's door and as soon the lock was released Heather was quickly inside.
Miss Grey buckled her seat belt and as she put the key in the ignition she
looked at Heather who was sat there with her arms crossed over her breasts.
"Don't forget your seat belt, dear," Miss Grey said condescendingly
Heather mumbled an acknowledgement and reached for her belt as Miss Grey started
the engine and then reversed the car out of its parking place. They were soon
out of the car park and driving down the road that was the way to both Heather's
flat and Miss Grey's house. Miss Grey hummed contentedly to herself, as she
drove. Heather just sat there in silence grateful that it was dark and that
nobody could see in. They were about halfway home when, to Heather's horror,
Miss Grey turned into a supermarket.
"What are you doing?" she asked in fright as they entered the well lit car park
and her naked body was suddenly far more illuminated than Heather desired.
"I have some shopping to do," Miss Grey replied smugly.
"You can't leave me naked in the car," Heather said in a shaky voice.
Miss Grey drove to the furthest corner of the car park, still well lit but
devoid of other cars and turned off the engine before answering, "Certainly not,
I have all the records for my shop in the back of the car, I don't want you
destroying them to get some sort of revenge whilst I'm gone."
"But I... I c.. can't come with you like this," Heather stammered
"Of course not," Miss Grey laughed, "you can wait in the car park, there is a
rubbish bin over there to shelter behind.
"You can't be serious," Heather gasped.
"Yes I am, " Miss Grey snapped, "So get out of my car before I drag you out by
your hair."
"Please," Heather begged
"OUT NOW!" Miss Grey shouted and so frightened was Heather that she was out of
the car in a flash and heading for the relative safety of the rubbish bin which
was about 10 yards from the car. Crouching down behind it Heather peered over
the top to see Miss Grey striding off towards the supermarket. Close to tears
she prayed that Miss Grey would not be very long, but deep down she knew that
the shop owner would take great delight in prolonging Heather's naked wait.
Heather spent most of her time slumped behind her bin. Occasionally she peered
out from her hiding place in the vain hope that Miss Grey was returning, but
each time there was no sign of her and she sat back down to wait some more. But
then on one of her quick peeks she thought she saw a chink of light from the
back of Miss Grey's car. A faint glimmer of hope that the tailgate hadn't been
shut properly causing the light to stay on crossed her mind and looking across
the car park once more to see if any one was near she plucked up her courage to
go and investigate. If she could get it open perhaps she could hide in there
until Miss Grey returned she thought to herself. She took a deep breath and
after making one more check that nobody was nearby, darted out from behind the
bin and scurried over to the car. She crouched down at the back of it and
quickly tried the tailgate which to her utter surprise opened easily. But when
she looked in she saw that it was full of books and records belonging to Miss
Grey's business and there was no way she would be able to hide in there as well.
Despair almost overwhelmed her but then an idea hit her and for the first time
that evening she broke into a smile. Ten minutes later she returned to her
rubbish bin to await Miss Grey's return.
At long last Heather spied Miss Grey approaching, carrying one small bag of
shopping. She hadn't really needed to stop at the supermarket at all. Heather
noted. Miss Grey walked past her car and over to Heather's bin.
"Still here," she enquired cheerily.
"Yes," Heather responded.
"Good," Miss Grey continued, "Well I'm afraid I met my friend Julie in the store
and she has invited me back for dinner."
Heather had a good idea what was coming next.
"So I'm afraid I can't take you home after all, you'll have to make your own
way." Heather now knew that she had planned to dump her naked.
But Miss Grey was rather taken aback by Heather's response as she was expecting
her to plead desperately rather than say, "Leave me here and your business is
finished."
"What do you mean?" Miss Grey asked rather concerned.
Heather then explained that she had taken the liberty of removing all Miss
Grey's business records from her car boot and had hidden them.
"Give them back this instant," Miss Grey demanded trying to sound as if she was
in control. But in reality she was now in trouble as she knew without her
records she would at the very least have serious problems or more likely as
Heather quite rightly stated she could be finished. She knew she had to get them
back at all costs. She spent a minute walking around the immediate area to see
if she could spot where Heather had put them, but to no avail. She finally
returned to the bin and looked down at Heather.
"OK, you win," she said unpleasantly, "What do you want?"
"Clothes," Heather answered without hesitation.
"Right, I'll go back into the store and see what I can get, they have a small
clothes section," Miss Grey replied and turned away.
"STOP!" Heather ordered causing Miss Grey to freeze in her tracks, "I want your
clothes."
Miss Grey gulped but said nothing.
"Come on," Heather added impatiently, "off with them."
"I'll lend you my jacket" Miss Grey tried to bargain, the thought of being made
to strip by Heather filling her with dread.
"No deal," Heather snapped back, "I want every stitch you're wearing."
"Please, not here" Miss Grey pleaded, now it was her turn to beg and she did not
like it."
"Right here, this instant," Heather ordered making the most of her new found
power over her former boss. "or you'll never see your shop records again."
Miss Grey hung her head in defeat, she knew there was no way out of this and she
put her shopping down on the ground and then dropped her shoulder bag next to
it. With shaking hands she began to remove her business suit jacket and as she
slipped it off her arms Heather said, "Put all the clothes on the car bonnet for
now"; so dejectedly Miss Grey did so.
Now it was her turn to look around nervously as she kicked off her shoes and
then reached up under her skirt and with some difficulty wriggled her tights
down over her hips. Bending over she pulled then down to her ankles and then off
of her feet before placing them on the car bonnet. Heather watched with a trace
of amusement as clearly she was removing first the garments that exposed her the
least. Maybe she was hoping Heather wouldn't make her go all the way, but it was
a vain hope. Miss Grey then looked around again before undoing the waist of her
skirt and stood there holding it up until Heather prompted her from behind the
litter bin to "Get on with it"
Miss Grey then allowed the skirt, to fall to the ground revealing her slender
lightly tanned legs in the process. Stepping out of it and then picking it up to
place on the car bonnet she managed not to reveal her knickers due to the length
of her blouse. She stopped again at this point, bare feet on the tarmac and
looked round carefully before starting to undo the buttons of her blouse. Once
they were all done she undid the cuff buttons and then took it off to leave her
in just bra and panties. As the blouse landed on the car Heather tried to stifle
a giggle as Miss Grey's underwear was revealed to the world. Heather had always
imagined that her former boss would wear very plain old fashioned underwear
beneath her business suits yet her disrobing now left her displaying a bright
red matching set of very skimpy lace trimmed silk bra and knickers. To Heather
they seemed somewhat out of character for this prim and proper woman.
Miss Grey was now extremely nervous, things had gone badly wrong for her, the
humiliation of Heather had been great but now the tables were turned her stomach
was churning.
"Can I keep these?" she begged of Heather in a last ditch attempt to keep her
bra and panties.
"NO!" Heather answered in a commanding voice, " you stripped me, now its your
turn."
Miss Grey knew she had no choice, and as her face burned red with embarrassment
she undid and removed her bra which made her small pert breasts start to jiggle
as she did so. Placing the garment on the car bonnet she then pulled her
knickers down and off and hurriedly put them on the car bonnet before almost
immediately crouching down behind her car. Heather wasted no time and came out
from behind the bin and over to the front of the car. She picked up Miss Grey's
clothes and began to put them on. In a matter of minutes she was attired in the
business suit that her former boss had been wearing a few moments earlier, it
was a size too big but fitted quite well and was far better than being naked.
The bra she had decided was of little use to her, Miss Grey was considerably
less well developed in that area than she was, so once she had put the shoes on,
which were also a size too big, she went and put it in the bin. A feeling of
triumph filled as she casually strolled back over to the car and walked round to
the side where Miss Grey was cowering.
She looked down at the naked woman and gloated. Miss Grey was on her knees, arms
across her chest looking down at the tarmac, her long black hair hung down
obscuring her face.
"Not very nice being stripped is it?" Heather asked
"No," Miss Grey replied in a whisper without looking up.
"No indeed," Heather continued, "And I think you deserve to be left here like
you were going to do to me."
This caused Miss Grey to look up in fear
"N..n..oooo!" she howled which made Heather laugh.
"Why not?" Heather asked enjoying every second of Miss Grey begging on her
knees.
"Y.yy. you can't, I mean, woul... please," Miss Grey stammered close to panic.
"Of course I wouldn't," Heather relented watching relief flood across Miss
Grey's face, "You can ride in the boot."
Miss Grey was about to protest but then thought better of it and under Heather's
direction she climbed into the boot and was still trying to get her naked body
comfortable as the tailgate was slammed shut. Heather looked round briefly just
to see if anybody had noticed what was happening but there was still nobody near
so she walked over to where Miss Grey had put down her bags. Picking up the
shoulder bag Heather rummage in it until she found a bunch of keys. She soon
identified the car key and picking up Miss Grey's shopping made her way to the
car. Despite the boot being open the doors were still locked so she unlocked
them with the key and threw the bags across onto the passenger seat. But then
instead of getting in she crouched down and reached under the car. Several
minutes later she had retrieved all Miss Grey's business records from their
hiding place under the car and put them on the back seat. Now it was her who was
humming contentedly as she got in and in a short space of time was driving out
of the supermarket car park.