My pants

The outcome of this draw was my pants. I pretended to be shocked but in reality I was excited. Roy in particular couldn't suppress a grin. The girls were thrilled with the outcome.

"The explanation Amira," said Joy, "when you have done this your punishment is over. Then everything can be as it was before you made the mistake. But for now, your blouse will remain open. For the duration that we are in the are Chinese art exhibition, which are two rooms, your jeans are unbuttoned and the zipper is down. Your jeans are hanging on your hips. You can think of anything to keep your pants up, but you can not use your hands for this under any circumstances. If your pants fall down, you leave it that way. If you're afraid that you might fall, you can get out of your pants at any time and leave them there. As soon as we leave this exhibition and go to the last rooms, you can again put on what was off and buttoning up what was unbuttoned. Any questions?"

I shook no. Somehow I was glad I had picked out a tighter pair of jeans this morning. But how long would he hold out, leaning only on my hips? No idea, I had never tried that.

"Then it's time to undo your trouser button and your zipper, Amira."

With a slight shudder I did as Joy asked of me. Especially the sound of my zipper in the silent room was very exciting. The game was on, did the boys get a view of my bare ass and my pussy or could I hold on?