She reached between her legs, pressed the panties into her open vagina, and stroked up and down with her fingertips. Given the darker streak running u... and down, the very black panties, it was hard to tell who was turned on the most.Stepping time to the music, Amie backed to the sofa directly across from Steve, laid her head back against the cushion and stretched her long legs straight out from her. With Steve's eyes fixed on her, she took a breast in one hand and slipped her other hand into. She stood just as still as Amy did. And withinfive minutes there was a woman standing in front of each elevator.Tiles on the floor moved and furniture rose. The men sat on thefurniture which made Four "U" shapes. The open ends faced each of thewomen. Amy knew what to do instinctively. She stepped forward to theopening of the U shape and spoke, "Men, I would be very happy if eachof you would take off all your clothes before we proceed." She heard anecho and realized that each or the other three. Her legs were chained together at the ankle. No clothing was given her and she was glad of this because her back was terribly sore and she doubted she could bear for it to be touched by even the lightest garment. She would have been happy for her womanhood to be covered, though. But this was unlikely ever again.Outside the prison she was made to get on an open truck and was driven slowly through the crowded streets where had to endure rubbish being thrown at her by the mob. Long before the. But maybe they were dials that needed to be twisted a little. Or knobs you pulled out a tiny bit to turn on the juice. My god, she was like a gothic romance--her bosom was actually heaving. Her blouse was a strapless halter, a frilly fancified tube top. Silly elastic, I thought, you can't stop me. But before I could act, Bev lay her hands atop mine and smoothly pulled them off her breasts. For an instant I thought some voice of reason was going to stop us before we got into trouble. She must.