You tell her to sit down

She gingerly sits, it was obvious the latex wasn’t the most comfortable feeling in the world but otherwise she seemed totally fine.

You start the timer, setting it for two hours. Her eyes widened at the timer, the ticking seemed to make the reality of the situation set in. You tell her you’re just going to ask her a few questions not only to check her progress but also to make passing the time a bit easier. You start with asking her how the ride over went, merging easily into meaningless small talk.

As the conversation begins to shift to more comfortable tone as the both of you talked, Jennifer nearly forgot about the panties she had on and what was inside them. Until she felt a slight twinge of irritation on her mound, causing her to pause a microsecond before keeping up with conversation.

The slight tickle seemed to grow the longer she talked and she began to subtly press herself harder into the seat. This seemed to help a bit. You then decide to…