We stood there looking at each other, embarrassed just thinking of what might happen, glancing at the sisters, afraid of what might happen next. Then ...t did happen."Okay, ladies," ordered the Pledge Mistress, "form a circle please." After we did, she continued. "Remove your skirts." Oh, God," went through my head, and probably the others as well. Most of us wore a blouse and skirt, and the skirts quickly dropped to the floor and were taken out of the way. We stood there naked from the waist. Soon I will be ready.She’s nearly finished now and my dick is still hard. For a moment she seems unsure what to do, but then she gets up and I hear her running a glass of cold water in the kitchen. "I’m not trying to be disobedient," I mumble, but it’s unintelligible through the gag.She comes back with some ice and the cold water. Roughly gripping my penis she plunges it into the icy mix and my legs push against the binds with the shock. It’s working though. It’s going down.Quickly she selects. She thought I had done permanent damage, and I think she was afraid I was going to sue. I told her it was my own stupid fault, but she spent all kinds of time running cool water in my eyes, and forcing me to keep them open so she could wash them out. I think what you're seeing is probably the after-effects of the shampoo and the chlorine from the water we used to wash them out. They're still a bit itchy, and you say they're pretty red, but I'll probably be fine in the morning. If they're still. When she thought of the unpleasant young man who'd taken her on the hood of his car, she wondered how many policemen might be of the same persuasion. She would probably be treated with suspicion. If they even believed her story at all. And Nate Rexford was the sort of man who knew people, the right people. Mary guessed that she would end up getting the short end of the stick.It wasn't easy sleeping, but somehow she drifted off. The next morning she showered and dressed and busied herself with.