‘I got a splinter last time,’ she said as she slid her leggings down, then her knickers. She leaned forward and grasped the lower cross rail, and ...urned her head towards me. I’m sure I must have whipped poor Rory at least twenty times,’ she said. ‘Quite hard.’ She watched me approach and I was acutely aware of two pairs of eyes on me. Her rounded bottom still bore marks from a few days ago, although the raised weals had disappeared. I swished the new riding crop through the air. ‘This is. We had to stand because the train was so packed & Zara made sure she positioned herself so she could tease all in her view. She held on to the overhead rail which made the dress material tighter against her skin and exposed the crotch of her translucent damp panties which had moulded into the shape of her smooth hairless cunt.A trendy young French couple feasted on her every contour; their lusting eyes stripped her repeatedly as they whispered to each other. Zara loved the attention and as soon. "Pulling her on top of him, Paul said, "I love you too. I'll never let anything happen to you, not if I can help it."Kim nuzzled his neck with her nose, kissed his shoulder and closed her eyes. The memory of the dream faded and she drifted to sleep as Paul stroked her back.After dinner that night, the group went to the clubhouse for the dance. Some of the guests wore shorts or bathing suit bottoms while others were naked.Kim and Paul started to dance as soon as a slow song began to play,. (The production team also outfitted me with several bras made tomeasure, which did not hurt my feelings one bit.)In spite of these intrusions - and since ConGen's marketing wouldn'tactually go public for a long time, we were able to keep our relativeanonymity - we were able to progress. I don't think we quite realizedat the time how much we were craving nothing more that a sense ofnormalcy, not easily achieved in such an abnormal situation. Weestablished daily routines, our division of the.