C dreaded the thought of having the potluck in Shilpa's place. Shilpa seemed to take more pleasure than the others in humiliating men. Ever since her husband had left her, she had no qualms in subjecting men to painful ordeals. She would think of particularly humiliating things for the men every time. He could not forget the way she cooly sipped her wine while watching him outside in the cold the first night they had broken him in. She had a look of utter contempt for him as he knelt there, she had slapped on quite a few extensions to his time-out claiming he had broken the rules. It seemed to be so unfair that the women could see any part of the men's body but they have never even spied any cleavage on the other women. Once he had noticed Rani's breasts when she had bent down to pick up something, but had regretted it immediately. The soreness in his buttocks had lasted a week and he dared not look in her chest direction at all after that incident. Rani had teased him mercilessly in the office by wearing loose tops and bending around him, almost daring him to look. It took all the willpower he had to convince himself that the stinging whipping was too high a price. She always smiled in his direction as she straightened up, bringing up the image of him bent over the post, sobbing silently. He was thinking about that when they drew up to Shilpa's house and parked the car. They seemed to be the last to arrive.



There were 4 paper grocery bags lined up neatly near the door. C glanced at them not noticing the significance. Shilpa stepped outside into the light, "Hi Sneha, long time". "Yeah, and he made it longer by dawdling in office. He's been coming home late for so long now. He definitely needs to be reminded what his priorities are in life", Sneha said to Shilpa with an annoyed glance at C. C cowered from the glance, his knees felt weak now.



"No clothed man is going to enter my house today", Shilpa said smilingly looking from C to Sneha and pointing at the paper bags lined up on the side. It was a moment before Sneha understood what Shilpa was saying. She grinned broadly.



"Well, you heard her. Take off all your clothes and put them neatly into the bag" Sneha said to C wiggling her finger up and down pointed at C's clothes.



C gulped, knowing that it was best to do as told the first time, it was not like Shilpa, just a friend of his wife had never seen him stripped naked on the orders of Sneha. He looked around to make sure no one was looking, and started taking his clothes off quickly. Shilpa leaned against the side of her door watching C, she loved the expression on his face when he was taking his pants off and then when he was taking his underwear off. She knew C would look at her from the corner of his eyes before his took his underwear off to see if she was watching him or his body. She never disappointed him. "You have to invite us to look at your new furniture someday Sneha" Shilpa said casually while waiting for C to get to the interesting part.



"Yep, just as soon as i finish arranging it to my satisfaction". C was bare chested and bent to take off his shoes and socks. That was when some light changed and he glanced up a little, not quite looking into anyones eyes. It was Urmila, standing there with a drink in her hand! She had stepped out of the doorway, past Shilpa and stood there calmly. He could feel her eyes on him, he flushed all over. He was used to being stripped on a whim by the others, but Urmila was a new one. So they had told her all about themselves. He felt his body growing hotter, what if Urmila went back adn told all her friends how she had seen him naked and . The lord only knows what they had planned for him today. He didn't want to make it worse, he lowered his pants slowly and stood in the cool air of the night, not realizing he was half crouching in his underwear. He saw Urmila glance at Sneha with a smile and Sneha returning the smile.



C couldn't bring himself to push his undies down in front of Urmila, it seemed so unfair, she was neatly dressed and although he could see the tightness of her clothes he could not see an inch of skin. And there wasn't going to be an inch of him that she would not have seen after today. He just stood there with his hands cupped protectively over the front of his undies. Shilpa raised her eyebrows at Sneha, she knew the hesitation was because of Urmila, a newcomer.



Sneha was really annoyed now, "Oh, geez" she said as she delivered a stinging slap to C's buttocks. She hooked the fingers of one hand into his underwear and pulled them down. They did not come down all the way, but one side slid down enough for everyone to see the top of his genitalia. Urmila could not help stifling a giggle, she realized that Sneha had pretty good authority over C's clothes. Sneha again hooked her fingers, this time from both hands into the font of his undies and slid them down quickly. C's eyes jumped to Urmila and then to Shilpa, wide eyed. It was a long time since Sneha had had to forcibly strip him. He was mortified that his helplessness was so on display to these two attractive women. He had a sudden desire to turn and run back, but quickly realized that was not an option. He fought to keep standing in the same position, his instinct was to turn away from the women gawking at him but controlled himself. He knew he was in enough trouble already.



The undies were now near his calf muscles. Sneha put one leg on them, pushing them towards the ground and holding them there as she stood on it firmly. She looked into C's eyes with a questioning look, "Put your clothes neatly into the paper bag" and then after a moment "Now". C stepped out of his underwear with Sneha's foot on them and stood completely nude in front of three very beautiful fully dressed women. A gust of wind blew suddenly accentuating the feel of his naked, hairless skin with the air. Sneha had told him to shave himself hairless that morning and had watched him until she was satisfied. He had felt like an exhibit being made up for display. Well, atleast it wasn't Rani with her teasing or Shilpa with her mock(?) threats to make a nick here or there.



Urmila savoured C's stripping and body slowly. She was happy to be a part of this, on the safe side. The look on C's face as Sneha stripped him was priceless. She wished she owned a male like that. A smile played on her lips as she realized she had thought of the word "owned" when thinking about a husband. C was more handsome in the nude, she thought. His eyes are focussing everyywhere but near the three women, i can check him out as much as i want", she thrilled. She looked at his well-built torso and shoulders before looking at his legs, saving the best for the last. She looked directly at his genitals, watching them twitch spontaneously every few moments. It hung over what looked like large testicles, she had an urge to lift that organ with her fingers and look at the scrotal sac. She noted the presence of a large birthmark on his penis before trying to look at his behind. He was standing facing her full on. "He should do a slow rotation for me"





Sneha noticed the appreciative look that passed by on Urmila's face when she was stripping C of his last piece of modesty. She decided to show off a bit more. She loved the authority she had over all the men in these evenings. Sneha worked as an office assistant for a bunch of cocky lawyers who made her run around for coffee and bagels. "If only I can have that with my boss, I'd be making him eat bagels off the floor at my feet"



"Get my shoes off, i don't want to make a mess in Shilpa's house" Sneha said to C, pointing at her shoes. C realized exactly what this was about. Urmila had her shoes on and Shilpa never insisted on people taking off their shoes before entering her house. This was about showing off to Urmila, what better way to convey the dynamics of a relationship than an image of the male kneeling naked by the female's feet and taking off her shoes. He bent down onto both knees, Sneha had not taken kindly when he bent down on one knee once. He felt the sand and grime make contact with his knees and bent his back a little more so that his face was near her ankle. Another gust of wind blew strongly and he felt its coldness against his anus, he felt glad there was no one standing behind him. Slowly C unlaced Sneha's pretty black shoes and took them off slowly, one hand holding her foot and the other peeling off the shoe. Not wanting any action to be misinterpreted, he placed the shoes near his grocery bag while still kneeling, just slowly turning away from the women.