THE JOY OF BEING A HOLIDAY CAMP ENTERTAINER?
I had been out of work for about 9 months and I very much wanted to
get into the theatrical arena. I would spend ages searching through
adverts every week and apply for all vacancies I saw. I rarely got
a reply and even less frequently an interview. However, my luck was
to change when I replied to an advertisement "No business like show
business" for the position of trainee pink coat at a distant
holiday camp. With delight I received an invitation for an
interview a few weeks later which I gladly accepted. The camp was a
10 hour journey which passed slowly as I desperately wanted to get
the job. I arrived and was pleasantly relieved when I saw my
interviewer. She was a tall beautiful lady with long legs enveloped
in sheer black stockings, had her hair in a pony tail and had the
most captivating green eyes I had ever seen. She asked me lots of
questions about who I lived with, my family, who I socialized with
but very little about my entertainments experience. She seemed very
interested by my answers and became excited as she slowly
discovered that I had a solitary life with no friends and no
family. After about an hours questions she summed it all up by
saying, "So you have no reason to stay where you are. Nobody will
miss you if you come to join us."
"Er...No, no-one would miss me" I was forced to admit shocked by
her frankness.
"Wonderful", she replied as she casually rubbed her crutch, "You
have got the job and can start right away."
"What, you mean I can start on Monday." I replied full of
excitement at getting the offer of a job at long last.
"No! I said right now" was my reply.
"But what about my clothes"
"Oh, you don't need them, we have a uniform and you can always
return for some clothes if you get a vacation."
"Fantastic" I answered not realizing what I was letting myself
into and wondering a little about what she meant by "IF" I get a
vacation..
She then turned around and pulled out a thick document which she
signed and then pushed to me and asked me to sign above her
signature. I hesitated and asked if I could I read it first.
"Surely you trust me don't you?" the woman replied.
"Well, yes...I do...., but it is just that I have always been
warned to read anything before I sign."
"Oh well if you insist you can take it home and read it and
return on Monday" she replied. Then after a short pause she looked
threateningly into my eyes and added, "That is, if I don't find
someone else before then."
I thought to myself that I couldn't afford to miss this
opportunity, and after all she had offered me the chance to read
it, so I nervously answered, "OK, I'll sign" and readily signed the
document with butterflies in my stomach. She took the contract and
put it into a safe in the wall behind her. She started laughing as
she closed the safe door and turned to face me again.
"You really are quite stupid. We have been trying for over 5
years to get someone to sign that voluntary slave agreement but had
no luck. It is only a page long with the rest just plain paper.
Everyone else had the sense to look at the page you signed and
realised that". She then pushed a button on her intercom and said
"At last, we've got a human plaything" she said with a chuckle,
"bring in his costume and a copy of his agreement for him to read
later at his leisure, Ha, Ha, Ha".
"Great, I never thought the plan would work, he must be some
dumbo. We'll be right in." Came a crackly reply full of excitement
with mingled with a background of giggles.
I was very annoyed and a little frightened now. "Are you completely
mad? What do you think I am going to do? I've had enough, I don't
want your job any more I'm going home." She just smiled at me came
round her desk and at the same time the office door opened and in
came 3 strikingly attractive but menacing women each about 6 foot
tall. She slapped my face hard first to the left and then to the
right. My face was burning as she calmly said, "Don't you realise
yet. You are no longer a person, you are now our first pink coat, a
slave to meet all our guests needs no matter how base. You are also
our toy to be teased and tormented till we grow bored and find a
more monstrous game to play with you."
I was then surrounded by the women that had entered which were now
trembling with sadistic excitement. One of them said "Here's your
costume PINK coat" as she held out a flaming pink rubber wetsuit. I
took one look at it and said, "I will not wear that stupid suit."
"Goody," laughed one of the other girls, "a sign of resistance,
that means I can punish him with the sand and horse hair doesn't it
Miriam?"
My interviewer just smiled and replied, "Of course Susan, if
that's what you want to do, but you don't have to wait for him to
behave badly. He is here to give us pleasure, he is an object to be
used. He voluntarily signed away his right to be considered a
person. After all you don't ask your shoes if they want to be worn
and you don't ask the toilet if it is ready before you sit down? Do
you?"
The girls face beamed with glee as she said "No, of course not,
I wasn't thinking" and she then raised a plastic bag full of horse
hair, sand and itching powder and carefully emptied the contents
into the rubber suit while another woman held it open. "Oops, sorry
Ruth, I've got some on your fingers" Susan said as she finished her
task.
"No problem" was Ruth's reply as she stepped forward and pressed
her stiletto heel hard into my foot. I squealed with pain but she
just pushed her soiled fingers into my mouth so that I was forced
to clean them with my tongue. My mouth tasted awful, and my foot
was throbbing, as Ruth casually said, "I never realised how handy a
peddle bin can be".
They then grabbed me, striped me and then forced me into the
suit as I struggled vainly surrounded by a ocean of their womanly
scent amid their impish laughter. The suit was worse than I had
thought. It was 2 sizes too small so it pulled very tight and I was
already itching all over.
I looked down at myself and tears of frustration and fear ran down
my cheeks as I saw the words, "I'M HERE TO PLEASE. PLEASE ABUSE
ME!" written across my chest. What perverted camp had I fallen into
I wondered as my mind raced trying to think of a way out of this
situation. Miriam then said, "This is the last time I, or any one
else, will talk to you, so listen hard. You are now the pink coat,
a toy to be used, for our special female only holiday camp. We have
a maximum of 50 guests at any one time, all of which belong to a
secret society for domineering women. They all despise men and like
to cause them as much suffering as possible. They have come here to
relax and carry out their secret wishes. You have agreed to be an
object for them to use. There is no possible escape as you will
always be hampered by some form of restraint and the contract will
be used the keep you if necessary. When not needed you will be kept
in the toy cupboard. You will not speak ever again."
"You must be mad!" I shouted and struggled to get free, "You
can't possibly hope to get away with that."
Zoe, the third woman, then smiled and said "Shall I administer it
now?"
"Of course, his pleas are only his last minute cold feet. He
really wants to take part or he wouldn't have signed...would he?"
laughed Miriam. Zoe then injected my neck with a green fluid. My
throat started to burn and I asked
"What was that for?"
"The pain will wear off in a week but his vocal cords will be
dissolved by tomorrow evening" Zoe said to Miriam totally ignoring
me.
"Shame it takes so long" Miriam said.
"Yes" Susan added "the guests would like to use it today. Still
can't be helped, we might as well put it away till tomorrow."
"OK" agreed Ruth, "Anyway, I could do with something to eat
now." I was then frog marched out of the room by the evil bunch
into the outer office and then towards a door marked TOY CUPBOARD.
Susan opened the door and started to cough at the stale smell that
greeted her. She turned round and said "Sorry Miriam, I never
thought any one would want to be kept by us. I haven't cleaned our
old changing locker yet."
"Don't worry dear, turn the heater on and it will dry out a bit
in a few days. It shouldn't damage the toy too much."
I looked into the cupboard to see a small room 3' wide, 2' deep and
8' high. Near the top of the back wall there was a strong hook and
below it a series of straps. Susan threw a switch just outside the
door and I soon saw the red glow of electric bars coming from the
ceiling. Horror over came me and I started to struggle hard and
shouted "BITCHES, LET ME GO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" but already my
voice was weaker and my throat hurt even more. They didn't even
acknowledge my outburst but just thrust me into the cupboard and
pushed a loop hanging from the back of my suit over the hook. They
then strapped me to the wall at my chest, waist, knees and ankles
whilst Miriam stuck the copy of the contract I had signed to the
inside of the door. She then stood back with her hands on her hips
and said,
"There he can now read that in peace and we can all look at it
when we want a reminder of what he wanted." She then added "I think
this deserves a celebration" as the door was slammed in my face. I
was plunged into total darkness apart from the little light that
came under the door and the red glow on the ceiling. The room was
already very hot and smelt of stale sweat. I was doomed, my tongue
was still covered in hairs, my foot aching and my throat roar. The
straps held me tightly so I couldn't relieve my itching as I heard
the click of the womens heals leaving the reception outside.
I was left in my cramped cell for hours, expecting to be left alone
until the following day. Then I heard some movement in the
reception outside followed by womens voices. I strained my ears as
hard as I could and heard,
"Hello Celia, what can I do for you at this time of night?"
"Oh Zoe, it's my old feet problem. They get very hot and sweaty
during the day but at night they get cold and I was wondering if
you have a hot water bottle that I could borrow for the night."
"I can do better than that" was Zoe's reply, "We have got a pink
coat at long last. It can be used to keep your feet warm."
"Ha, Ha, Ha, you're joking. I know Miriam has always promised to
get someone but noone would volunteer for that job."
My heart began thumping, what evil plan did they have in store for
me now. I struggled futilely to get free. Then I heard Zoe make a
phone call to Susan and Ruth asking for their help. A short while
later I heard footsteps approaching my cupboard and the door was
opened. The bright light hurt my eyes and made me blink as I saw
the two women looking at me. Celia was about 5' tall with a very
curvaceous body wearing a black leotard with black tights and thigh
length black boots. They both took a step back and held their noses
at the heat and smell that came from my cupboard. Zoe said, "Oops
silly us we forgot the light, poor thing couldn't have been able to
re-read his agreement."
"Leave me alone. Let me go. I haven't done anything to you." I
shouted as I tried to pull free from my bonds.
"Sorry it has only just arrived and is still a bit squeaky until
tomorrow," Zoe said. "Read that notice while I get it ready for
you" she said pointing at my contract.
Zoe then proceed to seal my lips with strong elephant tape so that
I had to breath through my nose as Celia stood forward to read the
contract. Celia immediately burst into laughter as she read the
document with joy.
"It must have been desperate to serve if it signed that. We'll
have to try hard to use it to it's full now wont we. After all we
can't disappoint it." At that statement they fell onto each other,
week with laughter. Anger pulsed through my veins as I had to watch
those women wallowing in my suffering and there was nothing I could
do. By the time they had recovered the other girls had arrived and
they quickly proceeded to undo my straps and placed a dogs choker
chain around my neck. Susan stuck her leg out in front of me as
Ruth pulled hard on my chain. Inevitably I fell to the floor but
Ruth didn't stop pulling the leash which was nearly chocking me. I
had no choice but struggled to crawl after her. Susan and Celia
followed taking it in turns to kick my exposed backside for their
added amusement.
We reached Celia's bedroom and I was led in straight to the end of
the bed. In no time my arms had been stretched to either side of
the bed and strapped to the brass bed end. Another strap had been
fed round the back of my head so that I was forced to keep my chin
on the mattress. Fortunately though, my legs were allowed to go
under the bed so that I was sitting facing the head of the bed.
Celia looked at my tear stained face and said, "Great, my feet
should be OK tonight and there is no chance my heater will leak
water or electrocute me. I'm expecting Jane to join me later and
boy will she get a surprise."
With that Susan and Ruth left saying, "Sweet dreams, but please
remember to return it to the cupboard in the morning. Don't forget
it is to be shared for all of our amusement."
I then had the short lived pleasure of watching Celia seductively
strip in front of me before she picked up an FD book and climbed
onto the bed to read it. She slid down the bed and placed her
sweaty feet firmly into my face. The smell was awful but I could
not pull back and was forced to breath through my nose. She then
nonchalantly flicked the duvet over her without even looking at me.
It fell over my head and down to the floor. I still had my itchy
suit on and quickly became hot in my stinking prison. As she read
she casually stroked my face with her toes and occasionally ground
her heel into my face. I was full of frustration as I couldn't
avoid the womens feet and it was so easy for her to make e suffer.
Much later I heard the door open and someone else come in.
"Jane darling, I didn't think you were going to make it" Celia
said.
"Sorry Celia, I got stuck on that bloody motor way. I was held
up for four hours in a 15 mile traffic jam. I should have been here
by 7:30 as I came straight from dance practice without even
changing."
"Don't worry, you're here now, come to bed and we can enjoy
ourselves."
"Oh, what I wouldn't do to a male slave now to relieve myself"
Jane said as I heard her undressing. Celia started giggling and
tapped my nose knowingly after that remark. I began to tremble,
what more can they do to me.
"Leave your dance tights on for a while" Celia cooed as she
clamped her toes round my nose so that I couldn't breath. I began
to panic, I thought I would suffocate, but I couldn't move and had
to endure whatever treatment my tormentress desired.
"OK, if that's what you want, but not for too long, they are
quite sweaty" Jane replied and I then felt her climb onto the bed.
She then slowly slid down the bed rubbing herself her against Celia
as she went and I heard them moan with pleasure. When Jane's feet
reached the bottom of the bed Celia released the grip on my nose
and I inhaled as deeply as I could through my nose. It was
terrible, I gaged on the pungent smell of Jane's tight clad feet
and would have caughed had I not had the tape across my mouth. Jane
squealed and retracted her feet at once.
"What was that?" she asked, her voice quivering with excitement.
"A pink coat, hot water bottle" replied Celia. The bed then
stared bouncing up and down as Jane broke into hysterical laughter.
"You're joking, you don't, Ha Ha, Ha mean Ha, Ha, that Miriam
found a volunteer do you" Jane said as she gingerly extended her
feet towards my face again. She rubbed them all over my face and
said "Ooh, that's wonderful, I can feel it's breath between my
toes. I don't believe it can be true." She then pushed hard all
around my mouth and said, "Determined little thing isn't it? I
can't get my toes into the washing compartment and they could do
with a bath."
"Ha, Ha, Ha, I'm not surprised" laughed Celia and suddenly the
duvet was lifted off of me as she added "See for yourself". The two
women smiled at my tear stained and blinking face half covered in
sticky tape.
"Oh I feel better already but it should have made a better
effort to satisfy my aching feet" Jane said and she bent forward
and slapped my face hard 6 times. She then said "It looks quite
comfortable like that why don't we add a little extra diversion for
our amusement."
"OK if you want to but please hurry I'm feeling very horny.."
Jane left the room for a while and came back with a tray full of
sharp gravel.
"Here, give me a hand. I have something to help our flower
blossom" Jane called to Celia. They both then forced the tray
underneath me to increase my misery.
"You are evil, I was content with a hot water bottle" Celia then
said as they clasped each other in a strong kiss. When they finally
released each other after several minutes Jane breathlessly said,
"It's not my fault. That bloody motorway got me going and I've been
in these tights all day, including a 2 hour dance class. There very
sweaty and I can't wait to get them off". She then peeled them off
and effortlessly stretched the foul smelling hosiery over my head.
They then climbed back onto the bed and pulled the duvet back into
place. "I am really going to enjoy this weeks holiday" Jane said.
They then started to embrace each other and I could here them
kissing and giggling as they tossed and turned kicking and pinching
my face with their feet all the time. Finally they settled down to
sleep with my face squashed between their toes.
end of part 2
