Then another on the inside of her other thigh, and she felt the two welts rising up from the tender skin. She was aware that he was on the bed now, an... he knelt between her spread legs. The fire of the welts burned against his sides as he plunged into her slickness. She came, bucking against him and she felt him cumming too. He pulled out of her, and again without a word, got dressed. He removed the elastic cord. She heard the front door close as he left the house.She just lay there, the welts. It should have worked well. The bar was well stocked even after the so-called 'committee' had sampled everything. Willing mothers prepared the food with a black or lurid green theme provided by food colouring. No one could or would eat the pureed spinach. It looked gross.It took some days before the 'committee' admitted what they had done. We knew the effects too well but how those idiots had achieved it?The dance was due to start at nine o'clock. By six o'clock they had finished all they were. So when someone plays with you, you get a little electrical jolt. If they touch you softly, it's really nice. And if they do this..." She suddenly twisted my nipple hard.I would have yelped in pain if I could have done. I felt like someone has just stabbed my nipple with a needle. A brief wave of nausea overcame me. I forgot how to breathe in the tight rubber corset. I panicked, starting to feel dizzy. I felt Nurse Five and the maid holding me up. Gradually, I regained my senses and managed to. On the cover it showed a pretty blonde woman and a black man together smiling. Both women said it was okay."Great! Okay let's try another cover." The next one showed a black man, bald and muscular, kissing a white lady with red hair. Both women blushed."Wow! I don't know what to say." Said Jenny."So you find that cover a bit provocative." Said the interviewer making some more notes. "Okay how about this one."Both women gasped. It showed a brunette dressed in a bikini giving a black man a deep.