And then, I felt something I never felt before. It was like a ripplerunning through my entire body. From head to toe. Like my body wasrippling. It pin...hed all over. And then a second wave hit me, like mybones, compressing and shifting. There was no pain from that I couldjust hear my bones cracking. And then a third wave... I was expectingbut there was no third wave. Which I was happy about.I took a breath in and noticed that something was off. Very off. Ibrought my hand up to my head and when. I couldn’t see any pussy hair below her flat hard stomach. She watched my eyes traveling down her body, then after giving me a long opportunity to stare she stood up, placing a foot on the chair next to me making her thin dress slid up her thigh so that soon I was staring at a perfectly shaved smooth pussy. A little gold ring was dangling from the clit hood. “So, do you like what you see?” she asked in a teasing voice. “A lot of guys come just from looking at my little. " "Shut up." He laughed. The floor was hard and cold, and the New York winter wasn't getting much better. I had to remind myself to remind Chester the janitor to fix the heater one day, if I could get out of here. The minutes ticked by. First James called a few other people, telling them we were trapped but would come out, soon. Until then, they had to wait. James sat down beside me and sighed. He looked into my eyes. "You have big eyes," he commented, and I laughed, but he was serious. He. Still, the girls were not finished with the punishment; they wanted to do something more. Anyia came up with the idea of making the young criminal kneel in the corner, with his hands behind his head. Once he was in position, there were several more pictures. The finishing touch came when Jennifer decided to write something on her boyfriend's back. Anyia got a black magic marker and, in careful block letters, wrote in Danubian: "I stupidly broke my girlfriend's glasses and she had to punish.