"The following morning, we boarded a vehicle Carol called a 'bus' for our trip to Paradise Valley. The bus was not unlike a railroad passenger coach, ...only it was self-propelled. The bus had about a dozen other people on it. Lucy was one of those people. She was on her way to meet with Sonja to expedite better relations between the valley and New England. The four of us sat on a pair of padded benches that faced each other. The women peppered me about where I lived and the people of my times.. She told me to shave my legs and then it would just be that excitingtingling sensation. I did as Jane told me.Why did I not point out that it was just for this evening or say I wouldjust put up with it? The truth is that I did not think to questionJane?s instructions as it seemed the natural thing for me to do. I wasirritated by the pantyhose so I shaved my legs. I was resigned towearing them and did not think of wearing the rest of the outfit withoutthe pantyhose.Next was a matching black. ‘Has anyone got an idea for the punishment?’ asked Michelle ‘Clothespegs on nipples until she has finished the ironing.’ suggested Sara. ‘Wow, that is a great idea.’ responded Michelle Kathy went to the kitchen, leaving Fiona trembling with anticipation. On her return Kathy had Fiona stand, facing the four other girls. Kathy hooked her fingers into the low scooped neckline of Fiona’s T shirt and pulled in down below Fiona’s 36D tits. Next the black bra was also pulled down to expose flint hard. My nipples became hard points and gooseflesh broke out all over, though the apartment was really warm. My pussy started to moisten. ‘You’d like that, wouldn’t you?’ He nodded and his eyes rolled back as I started stroking his cock more urgently. ‘You’d like to see my boss pull my jacket off and then undo my blouse… then kiss my nipples though the cups of my bra and then… and then–‘ I stopped dead and his eyes flew open. ‘What? What are you doing?’ he said, clearly distressed. I know he wanted.