Jan's hand bounced off of Pamela's face, bring- ing tears to her eyes.

"Go down on me?" she yelled. "What kind of baby talk is that? Say it right, bitch!"

Jan's words stung and Pamela blushed.

"We'll suck your pussy, mistress. But look, you don't have to string us up, do you?"

"You're damn right you will! Whenever I say

'eat' you'll eat! Stringing you up has nothing to do with it at all. This isn't a country day school for kids, you know. You're here to be punished, and that you will be. In a few days, hanging by your thumbs will be third-grade stuff to you! Now stick out, your thumbs. I don't want to hear another word."

Joke time was indeed over, and the girls knew it,!

They offered their hands to Jan's cords. She tied them with loops and threw the length of the cords over the heavy ring which hung on the end of the ceiling chain. Jan secured the cords to the ring and flipped a wall switch. Pamela and Donna rose slow- ly into the air until they swung free of the carpet, their bodies flat against each other, Their shoes fell off with a clatter.

Donna just gasped. Pamela said, "Geez." Jan left.

How can one portray the first utter and total shock of strict bondage? At first, it is supposed, it must feel unreal to a girl Then she knows it is very real! Neither said a word for some time. They had imagined that such torture would probably break their thumbs. But it didn't. The pain and discom- fort were there, and it was intense at first, but as the minutes ticked by, somehow a girl acclimated herself to such things. Indeed, girls had acclimated themselves to such things since time began. The mystery of girls is yet to be solved.

Sweat began to trickle along the armpits of

Pamela and Donna, and their normally full.and curving breasts were now flat and tight against each other's! Pamela felt Donna's nipples harden against her own, and in response, her own erected.