After an experimental mission goes wrong, a starship captain finds herself stranded in a world where female nudity and submission is not just expected but legally enforced.
This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
Themes include ENF, CMNF, humiliation, non-consent, reluctance, public nudity, public sex, a touch of BDSM here and there, and occasional violence if it's relevant to the story or character development.
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Emily stirred slightly as she unconsciously reached down to pull a blanket up. Not finding one caused her to open her eyes a little. She quickly realised she was naked and didn't recognise her surroundings as she roused, which caused more than a little confusion at first. Then the events of the previous day came flooding back.
Her eyes suddenly blinked fully open, and she sat bolt upright. It felt so weird to wake up naked in a strange place. Instinct made her scan the cell again for something she could wrap around herself to provide at least some covering. It just felt all wrong. It was an uncomfortable combination of feeling out of place and exposed, mixed with abject terror that someone would see her like this. Well, plenty of people already had, even Collingwood, and she felt sure there would be plenty more to come in this crazy place she now found herself trapped in.
She looked down at her body. Even though she hadn't been swimming outdoors during the months leading up to the space mission, she still had a faint hint of tan lines from her bikini. She bet that bikinis hadn't even been invented on this Earth since the women never wore anything at all, so the tan lines could possibly be some cause for confusion for anyone here if they noticed them. Then she realised that probably wouldn't be a problem for very long if she was going to spend her life here nude, which would include being outdoors under the sun. The thought made her shudder, and she hoped Collingwood would have a breakthrough sooner rather than later so they could get out of there.
The pain on her bottom caused her to vividly remember the caning she had received. She stood up and did her best to crane around to look at it. To her dismay, she found it was covered in a series of angry purple to black bruises. She knew there would be no hiding it and it would be obvious to anyone who saw it what had caused it. She would be instantly recognised as a naughty girl who had been punished. Her shoulders slumped.
As if being naked wasn't humiliating enough already. How the fuck could anyone do this to another human being anyway, especially an adult?
She felt like she should have been seething with rage but instead she just felt helpless, alone, and sad.
She thought of her friends and family back home. Would they be missing her, assuming she had been lost in space? Or had some other Emily returned in her place and was now trying to come to grips with the weirdness of that Earth? Or maybe it had gone completely unnoticed? Perhaps hundreds, or maybe thousands, of other Emilys had all been deposited on different worlds, and the Emily that arrived on her Earth came from such a similar version that she hadn't even realised she was on a parallel Earth, and her friends and family were none the wiser either? Unless it was the Emily from here who would have shown up naked and wearing a collar, while everyone expected her to be the returning captain. She wasn't sure which would be the more difficult situation to cope with for a moment, but then decided that hers was by far the worst. It would be far easier to cope with people rushing towards you with blankets to cover you up after spending most of your life naked, than it would be to have people rushing towards you to tear your clothes off, leaving you completely exposed for the first time ever. Then having your bare bottom caned for having had clothes on in the first place. It was surreal in a sense, but mostly outrageous, not to mention painful.
She thought about her friends and family seeing her like this. It made her blush. Then it occurred to her that at least here nobody knew her, and it was normal for women to be naked here so she would not look out of place. Why was it a million times worse to be seen naked by someone you knew compared to being seen by strangers? Thankfully the only people who knew her here were her crew. Hopefully she could avoid being seen by them. Well, apart from Collingwood who she needed to see for progress updates. She realised that he would probably see everything she had at some point, whether she liked it or not. There was no escaping it. She would just have to find a way to deal with it when the time came. He was bound to be a prick about it too. She was sure he was finding all of this quite amusing, but there was certainly nothing amusing about it!
Oh God! Debutante! Apparently tonight I'm going to be exposed and then gang-banged on camera in front of thousands, if not the whole world! Hopefully the crew won't see that! I'll never be able to look them in the eye again!
Her heart started beating faster at the thought of going through with it. How could she even allow it to happen without a fight? Perhaps there would be an opportunity to escape, and she could hide out somewhere until Collingwood had the means to get off this fucked up planet?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a guard at her cell door. She hadn't seen this one the day before. Obviously there had been a shift change overnight.
"Breakfast, missy," he announced as he pushed a tray through a small opening under the door.
Emily could see oatmeal and a container of orange juice. The faint smell of the warm oatmeal made her stomach growl. She could eat anything right now, so she got up to retrieve the tray, almost forgetting she was naked.
"Wow, they were not kidding about you," the guard commented with a laugh. "Fancy a woman of your age looking like that! You must 'Display' for me."
Emily remembered the embarrassing episode with the mugshots the previous day and knew what that meant. Realising she had no choice in the matter in her current predicament, she reluctantly stood up and walked up to the bars, then turned away from him, bent over and opened herself to his gaze. It caused tears to well up involuntarily both at the pain of touching her tender flesh, and at the humiliation of the experience, but she didn't dare to provoke another caning right now. She didn't think her butt could take it.
"My, my, look at all those hairs!" he commented with another laugh. "I have never seen anything so repugnant. I feel like I am looking at a child!"
More the other way around where I come from, Bucko!
It was taking a lot to keep her mouth shut. Only the pain still present in the welts on her butt reminded her of what might happen if she didn't. It wasn't worth the risk for this idiot.
"Apart from that you are quite beautiful," he added. "I think you are going to be very popular after Debutante once you have learned to tend to your appearance properly. Ok, you may return to your breakfast."
Emily eagerly stood back up and resumed her breakfast after wiping the tears from her eyes. A short time later the same guard returned with 4NRP4W trailing just behind him. Her heart skipped a beat as she realised she was shortly going to be led out of the cell naked into God only knew what kind of craziness.
"Here, this is what a proper woman looks like," the guard informed her as he gestured towards 4NRP4W.
Realising she hadn't really paid attention the previous night thanks to the dim lighting of the jail and everything that she had just gone though, Emily now looked 4NRP4W over more properly. She was dark-skinned and appeared to be in her early forties, attractive with an athletic figure, medium breasts and dark brown hair which fell in ringlets to her shoulders. Impossibly white teeth and a wide smile immediately made everyone want to smile right back. The lack of pubic hair made her slit quite visible and Emily blushed a little for her, and then she blushed again as she realised that soon she almost definitely would be forced to become just as exposed. 4NRP4W didn't seem to have any problem with her genitals being visible, though. She moved as casually as if she were clothed, making no effort at all to keep her legs closed.
"'Sit', 4NRP4W," the guard commanded, seemingly out of the blue.
To Emily's surprise, 4NRP4W immediately faced the guard and went into a squat position with her knees wide apart. She then placed both hands behind her neck. She couldn't be more graphically displayed! Even her labia were splayed open in the position.
What the fuck?? Will that be expected of me as well?
"Now 'Kneel'," the guard directed.
4NRP4W dropped to her knees while still keeping them wide apart. She then unclasped her hands from behind her neck and put them behind her back.
"'Open', 4NRP4W."
Then she opened her mouth wide and held it open while looking up into the guard's eyes. To Emily's complete shock, the guard opened his pants and exposed his semi-erect penis, offering it to 4NRP4W. She immediately leaned forward and took it into her mouth and began working her head back and forth while keeping her hands behind her back. The guard quickly became fully erect, and then he came! Right into her mouth! Emily could only watch on in awe, and with more than a little disgust that this could be happening right in front of her.
"Thank you, 4NRP4W," he uttered while zipping himself up again. "Let us see about getting your charge out of here now so you can be about your business."
"Thank you, kind sir," 4NR responded.
The guard produced a keyring and unlocked Emily's cell. 4NRP4W wiped her mouth before greeting Emily with one of her big smiles and a handshake.
