The first part is true and the second is what I wished had happened.

Part 1

Aged 19, I was a student working as a general labourer during summer holidays in a factory.

One afternoon, I was sent to a department that was all ladies, and most of them 40s & 50s assertive Northern women of the world. The manager who sent me there did so with a wry grin on his face, whose meaning I was oblivious to at that point.

When, I got there, there were a few grins & wolf whistles from the ladies. About an hour later, I was grabbed, pinned to the floor, as the older ladies took charge and started to rapaciously strip me. It was clear they'd done this many times and soon had me shoes & kecks off. Well, guys came from other departments to have a look & cheer the ladies on - apparently, every guy eventually got it, as the ladies wanted to see what a guy was made of. Although red-faced and overpowered, I was bitterly disappointed when the gaffer - who knew my dad - intervened and I was just left there in my underpants high and dry.

Part 2

If only the gaffer had let things ride, I would have the full works that other guys got - chased, stripped bollock naked, nuts greased and wanked into oblivion. Indeed, one guy used to beg to be sent to the ladies department to the extent that the ladies got tired of debagging him. To this day, this is still a major wank fantasy & I would love it to happen. As a man of the world now, I'd have to pretend to be embarrassed. This was in the 1980s and I'm told that such initiations don't happen these days. The ladies did pick their 'victims' carefully and would never have touched a guy they thought might be gay or be a bit vulnerable. It was a way of dealing with the cheeky ones ;-)