So this happened pretty long ago. A year before we moved. I grew up in a not very nice neighborhood. But my dad had a good job, so with allowance and some salary of my own i was still able to afford nice things.

I was walking home from a party. The place was only a few blocks away from my building so i didnt see any danger in it. It was 3 at night so no one was outside, or so i thought. When i went around the corner and two guys on a Vespa passed me by. Too late i realized they cirkeled back around.

They rode up to me and cornered me. They got off and started making threats, pointing something at me, demanded i handed them my bag. Turned it upside down and took out anything of value. Then rhey demanded my Phone. At this point i had recognized the guys, they were boys from my school. Maybe this was why i was stupid enough to argue.

After a back and forth they saw i was wearing a pretty expensive branded coat. So they demanded that instead, saying i was a "rich bitch" and could afford a one. So i took my keys out of the pocket and took it off. Under it i was wearing a branded hoodie as well, so they made me hand that over too. Causing me to only stand there in a lot cut tanktop and bra. They seemed to enjoy taking my clothes. So then they demanded my shoes and my jeans. Now i was standing in just the tank, a bra and a thong. They started chuckling and feeling me up. I hated myself for loving the attention. Then suddenly tbey demanded that id take off what little i had left as well. When i refused they told me theyd take my Phone and keys as well. So while scolding them i stripped completely naked, in the street, in the cold. Again hands all over my body. One even sniffed my underwear and put it in his pocket, made sure i saw it too.

After they had their fun they got back on thei Vespa, leaving me with my keys, Phone, earbuds but nothing else. I was so pissed, at them but also at myself for bringing all my expensive stuff and walking alone. The adrenaline while walking home was indescribable. Despite everything that happened i was extremely horny. Sneaking back into the building and our flat was even more exciting. Having my clothes stolen actually made me discover a kink i didnt know i had. As soon as i got home i hopped into the shower to get warm. In there i had one of the most intense orgasms of my life!

I never reported it, also because i was somehow afraid of getting in trouble myself. But also because every time i thought back about it turned me on insanely. Still saw the guys a few times but never talked to them or anything. All though theyd give me this "i know what you look like naked" grin.

Am i crazy for enjoying this? Just a dumb slut maybe? Anyways the memory still turns me on, and im really glad they didnt spread pictures or anything 😅😂