No, just not

Jill and Ronda knelt down behind me and grabbed my ankle. Joy, standing in front of me, started the timer on her phone. The girls behind me started to caress the sole of my foot. Now I can handle tickling well so I expected that I would succeed. The girls went faster and faster over the soles of my feet. At some point one of the two, I think Ronda, started 'scratching' with her fingernails. This became more difficult, Jill noticed this and followed suit. I couldn't win this unless time was running out. I looked at Joy pleadingly, but she didn't flinch. I couldn't hold it anymore, my whole body wobbled back and forth. My breasts were sloshing against each other, after all, no more support because I had lost my bra earlier that morning.

"Unfortunately," said Joy, "2 minutes 38 seconds. That means you lost."

Defeated I looked at the girls. "You can't let me go to class in just my panties and a thin shirt. Someone will say something about that and then everyone will have a problem."

"You have a point." said Alexa. The girls put their heads together and consulted with each other.

"Okay," said Ronda, "you get your pants back. Until the break. Then you come to us, take off your pants and sit with us. And you repeat the same with the lunch break. Because admit it, you enjoy it here too, or not?"

Blushing, I looked at Ronda. "Thank you. And yes, I must admit I enjoy this too."

Ronda threw my pants at me and I quickly put them on before going to my lessons.