So I start off wearing my usual outfit, cloche hat, camisole (pretend I have a regular top on), black stockings, short bloomers (that’ll be a plot point), two petticoats, and my long skirt.
I act like I’m out and about at the market, I act like it’s windy outside. I keep at it for a minute or so and then I begin to walk home. I act like I’m about to walk down a few steps and then I trip and fall on the steps and the wind blowing up my skirt. I land on my back with my legs spread in the air, my skirt flipped, and my legs and short bloomers exposed for all to see.
Once I sit up and cover up my legs, you come up to me, tell me that you’re from the modesty patrol, and that I’ve broken the law. You take hold of my wrist and lead me to a wooden chair or some other hard surface for me to sit on (whatever you have). You explain to me that I’ve broken the exposure laws of this area by allowing the lower half of my body to be seen. You explain to me that there are three levels of exposure.
White Level, which is when the bottom half is exposed on accident, but the legs and private parts are completely covered with stockings and bloomers.
Grey Level is when the bottom half is exposed on accident, the private parts are covered with bloomers, but the legs are partially or completely uncovered.
Black level is when the bottom half is exposed on accident, and the private parts are uncovered, wether the legs are covered or not doesn’t matter. Black level can also happen if the bottom half is exposed on purpose regardless of the underwear situation.
You tell me that my exposure was obviously an accident, so now you have to check my underwear situation. You lift up my legs, lift up my skirt, and check to see what’s under it. You see that my short bloomers cover my privates, my stockings cover my ankles, calves, and knees, but my thighs are completely uncovered. Therefore, I’m guilty of Grey Level Exposure!
After this, you tell me I need to get ready for my punishment by changing into the right outfit. You take off my black stockings, take my skirt off but leave my petticoats on, put grey stockings on me, put a corset on me and fasten/tighten it for me, put a grey nightdress on me, and then have me put a bonnet on.
Once I’m dressed, have me sit down on one of the couches and tell me to wait there with the other girls who are being punished. After a second you sit next to me and pretend to be another girl that’s there for exposure as well. I pretend you’re wearing a black nightdress and ask why. You tell me that you were wearing a crinoline and open crotch bloomers, and that your crinoline flipped and you’re private parts where exposed in front of a lot of people. You ask me why I’m there and wearing grey and I explain why.
Then you go back to the role of modesty patrol, and tell us all that it’s time for our punishment. You lay me down and hang me upside with the ropes by my ankles, my dress flipped and my underwear exposed! You address me and the other girls and tell us that this is teach us how exposure isn’t fun and is in fact embarrassing. You tell us that this room has a one way mirror and there are men watching us be hung upside on the other side of it. Not only that, but the men watching us are all inmates at the local prison!
Then you lay down next to me and act like your one of the other girls being punished and we chat for a minute. Then you go back to patrol mode and let me down. Then you lay me down on the massage table, remove my short bloomers and replace them with long ones, strap me to the table, cover me in blankets, and heat me up. Tell us girls that we’ll be here until each of us passes out from the heat. Tell us the heat is coming from the building’s boiler room and furnace.
I lay there for a few minutes, you chide for exposing my bare thighs and how those are some of the worst things to expose, and then I pretend to pass out. Then we go to the final part of this chapter.
Basically I want it to be like me and the other girls are being put on display in public to shame us for exposing ourselves. Perhaps, stand the bondage board up against the wall with me on it, or whatever you think would work, also, put a ball gag in my mouth and a blindfold on my eyes along with the bonnet on my head. Once I’m all set up, you cover me with a blanket, announce to the (imaginary) crowd that they’re about to see the girls who exposed themselves and to shame them. You pull the blanket off and the whole world sees me!
You announce that me and the other girls will be on display until this evening, and that this ought to teach us not to expose ourselves! You leave me there for a few minutes and make comments as if you’re members of the crowd watching. Go on about how were sluts, harlots, and whatnot. How legs, ankles, and thighs mustn’t be exposed. The whole nine yards. At one point, pretend to be a man watching and come up and flip my dress, exposing my underwear in front of everyone.
Eventually you let take off the blindfold and gag and let me down. You tell me I can go home and that I better have learned. I attempt to crawl home but pass out. You then take on the role of my caretaker (not the same one from the regular storyline), come to see me after what’s happened, help me up and lead me to the bed. If it’s possible for you to do so, I’d like to be carried to bed. If you cant do so, that’s fine.
You take everything off me but my bloomers and camisole, put a nightcap on me, and tuck me in. Once I’m tucked in, you tend to me and let me that you’re not upset and that you it was an accident. You advise me to wear long bloomers from now on instead of short ones, and to be more careful about letting my skirt get flipped. With that, this scene is over.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x5ftwo/period_piece_role_play_situationstoryline