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Great story! If I understood correctly, you dropped your clothes down to the ground, so to retrieve them you’d have to climb down the ladder. So you put yourself in kind of a predicament.

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I wonder whether the people who play around with public nudity fall into one (or both) of two categories:

1.  Those who like the thrill of risking the embarrassment of being seen naked but hope not to be exposed.  Maybe you could call people in this group “thrill seekers” or “risk takers” who get their kicks out of almost getting exposed but managing in the nick of time to avoid it.

2.  Those who want to be seen.  Some of these people could be called, simply, exhibitionists.

There may be a third category, “nudists,” who like being naked for other reasons.

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My goodness, this picture (the one posted by Pete that I think began this thread) reminds me of one my posts about being naked at work in the early hours of the morning, like 4 or 5 am, and walking around the perimeter of the. If there were offices along the right side of the corridor pictured in this photo, and on the left cubicles for secretarial staff (as the photo appears to show), it would be very, very close to the layout of the office where I took my naked walk..

I think part of it, for me at least, was (1) getting further and further away from my clothes (a common element I think), and (2) walking through an environment that provided no real refuge if someone had unexpectedly appeared and in which being naked was totally alien.

Thanks for posting this picture, it brought back even more vivid memories.

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While writing my most recent, I remembered a situation, similar to another one I wrote about, which probably did involve being discovered naked and in a compromised position.  I was in my gf’s bedroom, with my ankes locked together and connected to my locked wrist cuffs, so that I was lying on the floor in a hogtied position.  Of course, I was completely naked.

I don’t know how long I was in that position.  At some point two or three friends of hers stopped by.  I remember they were standing in sort of an entry way into her house, maybe in the living room.  I don’t remember the exact configuration, but what I most definitely remember is that the door to the bedroom where I was hogtied on the floor was open, and I could see her friends standing some distance away.  I think I managed to move more out of the way, and it is likely that the most any of them saw of me was my head, and possibly the collar.  One of them did look in my direction and I’m sure saw me, I just don’t remember how much of me was seen, and sort of reacted but said nothing.  They all soon left, it was at most 15 or 20 minutes.

I suppose it’s one thing to be seen and to know that one has been seen.  But in this incident, and in the other one I wrote about, I was pretty sure I was seen, or glimpsed, but not completely sure, and so far as I know no one said anything about it.  I think in some ways that uncertainty makes it a bit more embarrassing, especially since in both cases it involved people that I knew to some extent, since they were friends of my gf.  In fact in the other case it involved the woman who was technically my gf’s roommate but who was living elsewhere with her boyfriend and almost never stopped by.  But she did that one time, when I was tied in a standing position, naked, with wrists fastened to a hook or eye bolt several inches above my head.

In both situations, for the longest time I felt a sense of shame and embarrassment when I’d think about them, wondering whether or how much they had seen, and what they had thought about it.

 

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This might not count for a couple of reasons, but I thought I’d write about something that happened with the same gf I’ve previously mentioned. It doesn’t involve being discovered while naked but it does involve a predicament and embarrassment.  She had gone out for a while and left me at her house, naked and with a collar locked around my neck and cuffs locked around my wrists, although the cuffs were not fastened together.  I don’t know if she’d given me any chores to do while she was gone.

We were pretty much the same size, and while she was gone I tried on one of her dresses, a long one with long sleeves, as I recall.  It was exciting doing it, and I came up with the idea of doing the following: While wearing the dress (I don’t know if I wore anything under it), I locked the cuffs together with a short chain, and locked the middle link of the chain to the D-ring on the collar.  This made it impossible for me to take off the dress.

Soon afterwards, she came home and discovered me wearing her dress.  Once I had locked my wrists to the collar I had no way to get out of it.  It ended up opening a new chapter in the F/m situation we were acting out.

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Oh, another time, much later: My gf and I occasionally played d/s type games, mostly at her house.  We were grad students at the time.  Her house had a covered patio in the back, with a roof supported by (as I recall) 4×4 posts.  She tied me up with my wrists attached to the upper part of one of the 4×4 posts so that I was standing and unable to cover myself.  A friend of hers came by and they visited briefly inside the house.

The problem is that from inside the house you could see that part of the patio where I was tied up.  Of course, I was completely naked at the time, and to make things even more embarrassing I was wearing a black collar locked around my neck, along with the wrists cuffs locked on my wrists which were attached above to an eye bolt above my head on the 4×4.  I caught of glimpse of her friend who was inside the house.  I am not sure that she saw me but I think it very very unlikely that she would not have seen me.  She didn’t say anything about it, but left after a few minutes.

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I should add that the friend’s visit was unexpected, and also that I don’t think my gf was fully aware that even from inside the house her friend might be able to see me.

I am recalling how helpless I was, with no way to hide or even cover myself.  I was relieved when her friend left, but always wondered since then if she might have seen me or gotten a glimpse of me.

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I suppose the exhilaration some people feel in being naked or otherwise vulnerable in a public or semi-public place arises because of the threat of being caught or seen while they are naked.

I remember long ago when I would occasionally strip naked, very late at night, like after midnight, on a temperate night, and go out the back door, then walk down the driveway along the side of the house, and then onto the front porch.  It was so exciting, and I was very aroused.  Someone who lived across the street evidently saw me and I found out about it indirectly.  It was very embarrassing.  To be honest, had I known someone would see me I would not have done it.

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I used to work in an office on the tenth floor, in the corner. In the interior of the floor were cubicles where the secretaries worked, but my office, as well as the others arranged along the windows, were private offices with doors.

One time I happened to be at the office very very late, maybe 3 or 4 in the morning. I was done with whatever I was working on. It was very quiet, naturally. The way the floor was organized, there was a pathway that ran parallel to the window offices and that separated those offices from the cubicles. So it was like an open corridor that went around the floor in a large square, maybe 200 or 300 feet on two sides, and maybe 400 or 500 feet on the other two sides, with another corridor that ran through the middle of the cubicles forming as a result two groups of cubicles.

Anyway, I was the only one in the building, except for a security guy who generally stayed on the ground floor. I removed all my clothes, leaving them in my office, and started walking along the open corridor, between the windowed offices and the secretarial cubicles. I explored the entire walkway system, and it was quite exciting as I got as far away from my office as I could get. It felt so good to be completely naked in such an environment, and I was quite aroused, as well. I returned to my office and got dressed.

It was exciting but also a dumb thing to do, and would be especially stupid nowadays, given that more and more cameras are used in interior spaces.

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@Arthur: That’s true, and in any developed place, especially in a building where people work, the likelihood of closed circuit cameras in greater than before, out in public generally more and more people have devices that can be easily used to take pictures or videos, which can then be uploaded to the internet.  And it is very exciting at the time it’s done and provides for rather fond memories afterwards.

I never wanted to be caught, but it’s the risk that one might be seen that creates the high level of excitement, at least for me.

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