Temperance

The mirrors showed ice.

Cubes of ice. Sliding over women's bodies. Actually, mostly over some very specific parts of their bodies.

"Wait no no eek eek EEEK! COLD! STOP!"

What Bonnie and Susie saw on all sides, as they very slowly marched through the mirror maze, squirming uncomfortably, were close-ups of the naked vaginas of beautiful women, being slowly teased and tormented with dripping wet ice cubes. Ice slipped between labia, encircled clits and raised goosebumps on inner thighs. In other mirrors, it encircled breasts, slipped between cleavage and was used to tease the tips of girls' nipples until they grew hard.

Judging from the way the girls in the mirrors shivered, they utterly despised having their nipples and pussies teased with ice cubes. Bonnie and Susie could relate. The sensation of cold, wet ice teasingly tracing the slopes of their breasts, stiffening their nipples, tantalising their pussy lips and even, horribly, being slipped inside them, was exquisitely uncomfortable. But, as they walked slowly through the mirror maze, there was nothing at all they could do to make it stop.