The Suggestion Box

[mikewozere]

Great writing.
Would have loved it if she'd been dragged out of the tent naked in front of the workers

[edithdick]

Thanks everyone who is adding suggestions. I am reading them and trying to plan further ahead. Based on what had been suggested already, I have a few ways I could go with chapter 3, but I won’t decide until I see how you react as chapters 1-2 unfold.

Initial Joanna has to take the brunt of the humiliation because it was her idea. There will be plenty of time down the line for her colleagues to share in the fun.

[edithdick]

I could use some ideas on decorations for the calendar. The idea is that each month should have a theme that she can interact with.

• January- Snow?
  February- Valentines
  March - St Patrick’s Day
  April -Easter?
  May-?
  June- beach?
  July - Independence Day
  August-?
  September-?
  October-Halloween
  November-Thanksgiving
  December- Christmas

Snow for January is almost guaranteed at this point, since I’ve already started writing that part. But who knows, a last second spark of brilliance could change my mind.

[Debbifan]

May : Fertility Dance, Rite of spring ?

August : Fire fighting, wild fires ?

September : Harvest, working in the fields ?

[Debbifan]

Alternative for February could be maybe Mardi Gras / carnival. She could wear a mask but nothing else at all ! After all she's wearing a mask so nobody will recognize her Though you might not want her naked so early if you are shooting the months chronologically.

[edithdick]

Chapter One - Part 4

Joanna followed Alice out of the shipping and receiving area. The shoes were a bit of a struggle, but she managed to keep up. Joanna realized she had no idea where they were even doing the photoshoot at and was surprised when they reached the lobby of the building and saw a group of people milling around.

“We’re shooting it HERE?” Joanna asked incredulously. The lobby was probably the worst place in the building for this. For starters, aside from shipping and receiving, the lobby had the most security cameras. Actually, all of the entrances and exists had at least one, but the lobby had four. Anything they shot here would be still images for the calendar, but for the security camera, they would have a video recording of her whole humiliating experience.

Even if she could secure the surveillance footage, which we wasn’t exactly sure that she could, the front of the lobby was a glass wall. Everything she did here could be viewed by anyone who happened to be in the parking lot across the street or just passing by on the sidewalk in front of the building.

“We are shooting in different parts of the building, but the first couple of shoots will be here.” Alice told her.

Joanna recognized Onella in the group of people who were standing near the reception desk apparently waiting for her. She also saw Anita and there were two other women she’s never seen before. She glared at Onella, who was no longer holding onto her clothes. When the two of them approached, she confronted Onella, “What did you do with my clothes?”

“I put them somewhere safe.” Onella said in what Joanna assumed was an attempt to sound reassuring.

“I want them back, now.” Joanna insisted.

“Is this the model?” Asked one of the stranger women. She had short dark hair combed straight, thick framed glasses, and was on the tall side, maybe 5’9” and wearing overalls and a sweatshirt. She was also the one with a camera slung around her neck, so Joanna presumed that this was the photographer.

Instinctively, Joanna smiled as she addressed the newcomer. “Hi, I’m Joanna.”

“Very nice.” The woman said in a monotone voice and without expression in either her face. “Please stand over by the reception desk, and I will instruct you.”

There was no softness to this woman. It was just business and maybe an expression of artistic indifference. “What’s up with her?” Joanna asked Alice as she proceeded to stand where the photographer had indicated.

“Who, Claudia? She’s a very talented photographer. She owed me a favor, so we are getting her at a discount, but she is normally very expensive!” Alice told her.

Great, now I have to manage the ego of an artist? Joanna though, contemptuously.

“It’s not a bathrobe calendar.” Claudia said, waving her hand in a flicking motion. Alice tugged on the bathrobe and after a few seconds Joanna stopped resisting and let it slip away. Joanna immediately regretted letting it go so easily. She now stood in the lobby of her workplace wearing nothing but a very skimpy bra and G-String panties. She suddenly felt like everyone she knew was staring at her and laughing.

Joanna was frozen in fear as all eyes were now on her. The final person who Joanna had yet to meet stepped up and was adjusting a light and reflector screen, trying to get the lighting adjusted properly on Joanna.

“Why are you covering yourself?” Claudia asked. Joanna realized that she was talking about her. She didn’t remember moving her hands, but was now doing her best to cover her privates with her hands and arm.

“We haven’t started shooting yet.” Joanna said more calmly than she felt.

“Arms at your side, model.” Claudia told her impatiently. “I will show you how to pose.”

Reluctantly, Joanna eased her arms to her sides. She felt her face growing red as everyone’s eyes were now on her. It didn’t matter much that everyone present was also a woman, she was not at all comfortable being the center of attention. Well, at least not in this circumstance.

Joanna recalled hearing some women talk about being in a position like this as empowering. She didn’t feel that way at all. In fact, she felt much like a victim of everyone’s stares and jeers, though part of her knew it was in her imagination.

“I really need to have you loosen up before we begin.” Claudia instructed. “Do you dance?”

“Dance? Like the waltz?” Joanna asked.

“No, no, no. Like you are at the club. Can you dance?” Claudia repeated.

“Not really, I haven’t been to a night club in quite a while.” Joanna told her.

“Alright, let’s just do some loosening up then. Arms out at our sides.” Claudia said. For some reason, Alice started loosening up with her. It felt a lot like they were getting ready for a palate workout.

Arms out at her side, move your shoulders up and down, not small circles. Stretch slightly to the left, now to the right. After a bit of instruction, Joanna had fallen into the routine. Overall they spent about 10 minutes loosening up.

Joanna was then guided to a white pillowy square that had been set up next to the receptionist’s desk. She imagines that the white cotton was supposed to resemble snow, and there was a three foot tall stuffed snowman lying in the middle of it.

Claudia starting giving her ‘sexy’ poses to try. Leaned forward on her elbows, with her butt raised up behind her. Lying on her back, with her left side toward the camera and her arms behind her head, looking… ‘wanting’. She posed with the snowman, she posed without it. Each time Claudia would have her change position, she would shout instructions about which way to look, and ‘try is sexy… sexier!’ whatever that meant.

After about 20 minutes, Claudia said, “Done.” And just a quick as they had arrived, the bathrobe was again draped over Joanna’s body and they were down in the shipping/receiving area trying on another outfit.

Well, that was the plan. This new outfit had three pieces to it. It was a smaller panty, a bra and what looked like a lace vest of all things. All done in red. Before they had come back downstairs, she thought she had seen someone pulling out a large stuffed heart, so she assumed that February would have a Valentine’s Day theme to it.

After refreshing her makeup, Joanna stepped out of the tent area where Alice was again waiting for her with the bathrobe. Immediately, Alice started laughing at her.

“What is so funny?” Joanna demanded. This was already humiliating without people making fun of her.

“The corset is backwards!” Alice said.

“Corset? It’s lace.” Joanna protested. “I thought it was a vest.”

“Let me help you with that.” Alice said as she guided Joanna back into the tent. “You clearly don’t wear a lot of lingerie, do you?”

“Well no.” Joanna confessed. “This is my first time actually.”

“It’s okay, with you permission I will help dress you so we can make this go faster. Okay?” Alice asked.

Joanna nodded as she slipped the vest er… corset off and handed it to Alice. Alice gave it a quick shake to straighten it back out before flipping it around and helping Joanna into it. It would have been impossible for her to handle all those buttons on her own anyway.

Joanna slipped the bathrobe back on and they headed once again to the lobby. She was right of course, the fluffy snow remained, but the snowman was replaced with a Valentine’s theme.

They began as they had the last time, sexy pose. “More pouty!”, “You’re beautiful, darling, now sexy. No, sexier!” “Okay, now let’s lose the bra.”

Joanna continued as instructed. Well, she tried, she could do pouty. She still didn’t know what “sexier” meant, but she tried to emulate the faces that Alice was modeling for her on the side. She… “Wait, what? It’s a lingerie calendar, I need my bra!” Joanna said.

“Keep the corset, but lose the bra.” Claudia said as indifferently as everything else she had said since Joanna had met her.

Joanna was stunned, especially since she was now standing in the middle of the lobby and barely protesting as Alice had helped remove her bra while leaving the corset in place. Only after the bra was gone did Joanna realize that the lace corset was not even slightly opaque. From any angle, especially from her front, her breasts were fully exposed. Instinctively, she raised her hands and covered herself.

“Poses darling. Poses!” Claudia instructed. The other woman, whom Joanna still had not learned the name of was adjusting the reflector and trying to improve the lighting.

“This is not a nude calendar!” Joanna protested.

“Of course not darling. The camera won’t show your nipple. You look beautiful. Poses!” Claudia assured her.

Joanna repeated the first pose, down on her elbow with her butt in the air. She hid her chest behind the large red heart. “Beautiful, darling, sexier!” Claudia instructed.

Joanna continued each pose, and each time she made sure that the big red heart covered the nips at the very least. “Wonderful!” Claudia said. “Finished with this set.”

With that, Joanna quickly wrapped the bathrobe around herself before Alice led her back into the changing tent and helped her out of her corset. Alice systematically rehung the bra, corset and panties back on the hanger before offering Joanna the set that had been labeled March. Joanna wanted to throttle her for making her stand there naked for the extra bit, but that would have required the use of her hands which were fully engaged covering her breasts and pubic area.

March was a green bra and matching G-string. She didn’t know how these things managed to keep getting skimpier, but at least this one had no corset to fuss with. Once dressed, her makeup was refreshed, and her body was reapplied with a new dose of glitter.

[edithdick]

Just a quick update. I mentioned something about this on the general discussion thread, but for the past week I’ve been recovering from a COVID19 infection. Mild case overall, but since it started I can’t think straight. So from a writer perspective, I lost my voice.

I feel like it is winding down, and I’m currently practicing on an erotic fan-fiction piece just for the sake of practicing. I’ll resume this story as soon as I can write again, hopefully in a couple of days.

[DrWhoFanJ]

Just a quick update. I mentioned something about this on the general discussion thread, but for the past week I’ve been recovering from a COVID-19 infection. Mild case overall, but since it started I can’t think straight. So from a writer perspective, I lost my voice.

I feel like it is winding down, and I’m currently practicing on an erotic fan-fiction piece just for the sake of practicing. I’ll resume this story as soon as I can write again, hopefully in a couple of days.

That’s perfectly fine, Edith. Never put your own personal health above anything else, especially not something that would only be hindered by said health issues like writing.

Hope you get well again soon,
DrWhoFanJ.

[edithdick]

Maybe recruit some male workers to join her on the photo shoot (all in regular clothes of course), perhaps even at their regular stations(?)

On this note, we are now taking suggestions for ENM content. Or at least content that can include both male & female humiliation. If we get good suggestions we may be able to lure in some guest writers to spice things up! 🌶

[edithdick]

Chapter One - Part 5

The next shoot location was in the engineering wing on the second floor. The large bay was comprised of two dozen cubicles that were arranged into three columns. This left room for two aisles. The first was decorated like a St. Patrick’s day float. She could see on the other side that they had decorated the April shoot like an Easter celebration.

The props she was given to pose with included a three foot tall leprechaun and several similar sized four leaf clovers. “Are you still warmed up?” Claudia asked.

Joanna was feeling more rigid as the days events have fully begun to sink in. Her level of embarrassment had not subsided one iota. Reluctantly, she let Onella relieve her of the bathrobe and took her position without answering Claudia’s question.

“Poses, model. Like this.” Claudia said as she began instructing her on where and how to stand. Years of palates had left Joanna very flexible. Well, physically flexible at least. When Claudia realized Joanna could do a split, that became part of the posing. Shooting her from behind in that pose pushed her nearly bare ass out. “Look at the camera, darling!” Claudia said.

She tried getting Joanna to go upside down, but her boobs kept falling out of the skimpy bra, so after two attempts, Joanna refused to try again. Her favorite poses were with the props of course, since those allowed her to hide her body parts from the camera a bit. “Sexier!” Claudia said again and again. Always sexier. Joanna didn’t know what that meant, but she tried everything she could. What usually satisfied Claudia was when she forced a smile while posing.

April was a lot like March, except she had a large easter bunny to pose with and dozens of large plastic eggs. There were flowers everywhere, well plastic one at least. These props were rented. The only thing that changed was that Joanna was getting used to walking around the office in her underwear. At least it was only women. She also found out the lighting girl was named Candice, though only Claudia called her that. Alice referred to her as Candy and they apparently had known each other for some time.

After another thirty minutes of Claudia getting Joanna to perform every humiliating act she could think of, Joanna was eager to get back into the bathrobe. “Has anybody seen Onella?” She asked.

Alice glanced around, but Onella wasn’t there. Instead, Candy answered, “She left shortly after we started shooting. I think she said something about seeing to lunch.”

Alice clicked on her cellphone and dialed. “Hi, Onella? Yea, yea, we’re done with this one. Where are you? Okay, we’ll be there in a jif.” Hanging up the call, she said to the group, “Lunch is setup in the cafeteria. Let’s take a break.”

As everyone made their way to the elevator to head to lunch, Joanna wrapped her arms around her chest. She had started getting used to being in her underwear in the context of the photoshoot, but not wandering around the building. Worse yet, the cafeteria wasn’t even in this building. They would have to cross the parking lot to go to building B. Why would she take my bathrobe with her? Joanna wondered furiously.

Joanna tried to hide in the middle of the group as they headed outside. This was a business district, so on a Saturday there wouldn’t be a lot of foot traffic. There were a lot of cars passing by, each of which made her cringe. Nobody honked, so he at least hoped they didn’t see her.

Once safely in building B, the walk to the cafeteria was quick. The room contained thirty long tables with 8 chairs lined around each one. On the nearest table were several tin foil trays that were setup as chafing dishes, with two candles under each to keep the food warm. The trays were filled with Thai food, plus at the end they had set up fruit cups and deserts.

Joanna had worked up quite an appetite, especially since she hadn’t been eating much this past week and now that it was here, her nervousness was starting to ebb a bit. Before preparing her plate, she panned the room for Onella. It only took her a few seconds to locate the woman, and only an instant for her jaw to hit the floor.

Onella was sitting at one of the tables with a plate of food. Sitting across from her was Steve. Why is he here? Joanna thought in a panic. She was standing in her underwear, actually not HER underwear, but the skimpiest set she had ever worn and now her boss was sitting right there. So far he hadn’t noticed her, but if Joanna was to make it through this lunch, she needs to get her bathrobe back from Onella first. That would be impossible without also announcing herself to Steve.

In addition, Joanna saw Miriam sitting at another table with two young, strong looking men.

Instead, Joanna headed over to where Alice was still fixing her plate. “Alice.” Joanna whispered furiously.

“What is it?” Alice whispered back.

“Why is Steve here?” Joanna asked.

“Oh, he brought the lunch for everyone.” Alice said. “Are you okay?”

“I would be, if I were wearing my bathrobe.” Joanna said.

“Why did you leave it?” Alice asked.

“Onella took it.” Joanna said.

“No, it was hanging in one of the cubicles when we left.” Alice told her.

Joanna thought frantically of what she could do. If she headed back to get her bathrobe, she would need to cross the parking lot alone for all the world to see. If she stayed here, she had to have lunch with her boss dressed like this. Trapped.

“Who are those men sitting with Miriam?” Joanna then asked.

“Those are the loaders we hired for setting up and tearing down the displays.” Alice told her.

“Why haven’t I seen them before?” Joanna asked.

“After they finished this morning, we sent them on break. They were going to start breaking down this morning’s displays after lunch, but Claudia insisted that she wants to have them available later on, so they will just be resetting and straightening everything back up.” Alice told her.

Joanna eyed them, but they hadn’t paid much attention or even seemed to notice her standing there. She decided to ignore them for the time being.

Firming her jaw, Joanna made the decision. She certainly trusted Steve more than all of the strangers driving past the building. Slowly, she prepared her plate of noodles and spiced fish. Grabbing a fruit cup and a mineral water, she quietly made her way to the table. Unfortunately, the other women had taken the seats on the other side, leaving her the option of sitting next to Steve or sitting at another table by herself.

“Joanna!” Steve announced with an enormous grin. “Come sit next to me.”

Joanna had no choice, so she took the seat to his left. “Thank you.” She managed.

“Thank you” Steve said. “You look fantastic.”

Joanna didn’t like his drawing attention to her appearance. She was self-conscious as it was and he was practically gawking at her. “You should thank Anita for that.” Joanna said. “And Alice, I supposed. She picked out the clothes.”

“Maybe, but you fill them out nicely. I really appreciate you doing this for the company. Everyone will appreciate it when this is released.” Steve said.

Onella and Alice both seemed to agree with at least the last part of that statement. Talking about it now only made Joanna more self-conscious about the fact that she was sitting her in her underwear. “So are you just here to bring lunch?” She asked, hopeful that he wasn’t planning on sticking around for the rest of her shoot.

“Unfortunately, I have a lot of work to do this weekend. I’ll be hold up in my office the rest of the day I’m afraid.” Steve said solemnly.

Well, that was something at least. Joanna nodded.

They continued discussing the photo shoot while they ate. Joanna was too emotionally wrecked to say much, but Alice and Claudia kept the conversation going. Some complements about Joanna’s figure or her flexibility made her blush. That happened several times. Other criticisms about her lack of experience as a model, mostly from Claudia infuriated her. I am NOT a model, so why would they expect otherwise?

Throughout the lunch, Joanna had scooted her chair as close to the table as she could manage. At least it provided some cover. When they had finished eating, they all walked back together. Joanna did her best to cover herself as they walked back to building A. Sticking to the center of the crowd wasn’t enough, considering that Steve was now walking with them.

When they were back inside, Steve headed up to his office while Alice and Joanna headed down with Anita to get ready for the next shoot. Joanna stripped out of her clothes and handed them to Alice to prepare the next outfit.

The outfit consists of black G-String panties and a fishnet shirt with lace down the sides. “Where is the bra?” Asked Joanna.

“This is it.” Alice told her. “No bra with this one.”

“NO!” Joanna said. “I need to cover my top, especially with Steve in the building.”

“I’m sorry.” Alice told her. “Most of the rest of these are like this. We wanted the calendar to get steamier as the year progressed.”

“I need to cover myself!” Joanna protested. “Can’t I just wear one of the other bras from an earlier shoot?”

“They won’t match.” Alice told her sounding offended. “Why are you complaining about this now? You signed off on all the outfits we picked for you weeks ago.”

“I didn’t look at them, I just trusted your judgement not to humiliate me.” Joanna told her.

“Well, there’s nothing to be done now. We have to finish the shoot.” Alice told her.

Joanna begrudgingly admitted that it was too late to turn back now. “Can you at least go find my bathrobe for me?”

“I’ll look. The next shoot location is in the Board Room. I’ll meet you there.” Alice said and immediately ducked out of the tent before Joanna could protest further.

Joanna pulled the see-through top over her head and Anita sat her down to redo her hair. This time it was pulled back with a banana clip and curled at the tips. She redid her makeup and within about fifteen minutes Anita announced that she was ready. Taking a firm hold of her breasts, Joanna made her way to the elevator.

Joanna about jumped out of her skin when she saw the loaders coming toward her on the way to the elevator. They watched her pass, but didn’t say anything to her. She quickened her pace and used her elbow to press the elevator call button. She was relieved when it immediately opened. Again, she pressed 6 with her elbow and finally exhaled the breath she didn’t realize she was holding once the doors shut.

Alice was already waiting for her when she got to the Board Room. She wasn’t, however, holding Joanna’s bathrobe. Before Joanna could ask, Alice told her, “Joanna, I’m sorry, but it wasn’t there.”

“What do you mean it wasn’t there?” Joanna demanded, still clinging tightly to her chest.

“I’ll check to see if one of the loaders picked it up when I get a chance.” Alice assured her.

“Model, are you ready?” Claudia asked impatiently. Joanna was decidedly not ready, but she proceeded anyway. At least it was back to being just women again. If Steve had walked in at this moment, she would have been mortified. “Poses” Claudia instructed.

Within minutes, Joanna had managed to block out the fact that she was now essentially sitting there topless again. Her poses always allowed her to have her nipples covered, or her back to the camera. Of course, the photo would show her as topless, just not show her nipples. The problem was between shots when Claudia would have her make all sorts of adjustments. She wasn;t able to cover herself as she got into position.

The last time she did this, it only was for the final few minutes of the shoot, but this one lasted for an entire thirty minutes session of embarrassment. “Can we do something about her face? She is looking very red all of a sudden.” Claudia announced. This only added to her embarrassment, as they were now talking about why she might be red faced.

“Can I take a 5 minute break?” Joanna asked. She genuinely needed to use the restroom, but as importantly, she needed to collect herself.

“Do not alter your makeup.” Claudia told her as she headed to the restroom.

Of course, her instinct was to splash cold water onto her face to cool down, but that wasn’t going to happen. Instead, she took her time using the toilet. She sat there wishing this was over, but knowing that she still had seven months of shooting remaining. At the pace they were going, that was three and a half hours to complete this.

Joanna took several deep breaths and tried to calm her nerves. She then existed the stall and stood in front of the mirror for a minute looking at herself. Her face was made up like a super model and her hair looked gorgeous. She barely noticed that however and could only stare at her exposed breasts. How did I let myself be talked into this? Joanna wondered.

At thirty-five years old, Joanna was very young to be a Vice President. The next youngest VP at the company was Onella, and Joanna was a good nine years her junior. This was a testament to how well she had dedicated her life to her career when her husband died thirteen years earlier. She was also a dedicated mother but relied heavily on her mother and mother-in-law to raise Isaac, especially when he was young.

Joanna looked at herself. She had never really seen herself as a woman. At least she never saw herself as being all that sexy. She was a mom, and a VP. She had responsibilities and was proud of all her accomplishments. She just didn’t have time for dating or relationships. Looking at herself all made up like this reminded her that she used to be quite popular. Back in school, she rarely dated, but not because she wasn’t asked.

She had married Michael, her first real love and had Isaac within a year of that. She always told herself that she would remain single so Isaac never had to deal with the idea of his father being replaced. In fact, she realized it was her. She had never gotten over Mike’s death and just threw herself into work to cope with the loss.

Taking another look in the mirror she realized she really did look beautiful like that. With a final sigh, she walked out of the ladies room and headed back to finish the photo shoot.

“Oh, look who lost her modesty.” Claudia announced as Joanna walked into the set without bothering to cover her breasts.

“I just decided that this is what I am doing today. Let’s get this over with.” Joanna concluded.