"I know. I get it." Korah said. "What sort of fun though? Should I be scared or excited or both or what? And my name is Korah. I'm eighteen years old." She bounced her cuffed hands a little on her round, bare thighs.

Amanda frowned at the order even as she pulled Abigail to the ground, laying the still cuffed girl out on her belly. "Just be good and it'll be ok." Amanda said.

"Oh, come on!" Abigail protested even as Amanda gently but firmly unbuttoned and unzipped her jean shorts and pulled them down over her athletic legs to rest at her ankles, just above her socks and her lack of any sort of shoes since she was forced to surrender her boots. Amanda then started on her calves, just above the shorts, and rubbed the lotion into her well-formed, muscled skin. She slowly made her way up the calves to the backs of Abigail's knees and then up her firm thighs, inside and out. By the time Amanda reached the edge of Abigail's panties, both girls were flushed with humiliation.