Ice cold

Janice left Lauren for a moment as she went to the trainers’ lounge and grabbed a bucket from the freezer. She came back and pulled out a medium sized ice cube and then put it inside the folds of Lauren’s bare pussy. Lauren’s eyes bulged. “T-take it out!” She cried, the cold ice cube making her tingle and shiver.

“Only one way that’s coming out is if you can do 5 reps of 10. And if the cube melts before you’re done, we’ll do it again,” Janice said. “Better get moving.”

Lauren shivered as she desperately pushed her thighs in, this time able to succeed perhaps by sheer willpower. She pumped her thighs together, then apart. Together, then apart. She found herself getting a rhythm and found them getting easier and easier to do. Lauren sighed as she finished her final rep.

Janice looked at Lauren with genuine interest. “How intriguing,” she said. “It seems you can do anything if humiliation or punishment is at threat. You were able to bike after I started spanking you and now able to do the thigh workouts once I put that ice cube in. I think I have an idea of the program we’re going to be doing. But we need a last testimony. We need to work on that butt and chest of yours still. Hmm.”