School for Nurses by T. Sayers Ellis Page A

irrevocably out of her control.
    â€˜Open the box,’ Andrew commanded.
    She obeyed him, of course. The white pearls glowed against the deep red velvet, and at sight of them, a hush fell over the room.
    â€˜So?’ Caroline finally asked.
    â€˜You know what to do now, Penelope,’ her husband said.
    Penny stood rooted to the spot as she felt all the air being sucked out of her lungs. There was a long pause, during which even Caroline held her tongue, and then with a resigned sigh, Penny felt the last of her resistance drain out of her. She set the box down on the coffee table, and without further ado, pulled her blouse up over her head. She was not wearing a bra, so her breasts sprang free.
    Caroline’s eyes latched hungrily onto her friend’s lovely, perky bosom. Fortunately, Susan was half asleep and didn’t see anything.
    â€˜Go on,’ Andrew said softly.
    She slowly raised her skirt. Her thighs were veiled in white stockings held up by a matching garter belt.
    â€˜Can I help her?’ Caroline asked abruptly.
    Not surprisingly, Andrew responded, ‘I don’t see why not.’
    She rose from the couch and sank to her knees in front of Penny, who blushed even more deeply. Caroline’s hands were soft and skilful; they quickly flicked up the clasps on her garter belt and pulled her stockings down with a swift, caressing gesture. ‘And the rest?’ She glanced back at Andrew for permission. It was as though she realised her friend, whom she had lusted after for so long in secret, had no will of her own now and was hers for the asking if she was simply polite to this man.
    â€˜If you like,’ Andrew said magnanimously. ‘It’s called obedience.’
    â€˜Oh, I see that.’ Caroline smiled and turned back to Penny, who could not bring herself to meet her eyes as her friend’s light fingers quickly slipped into the sides of her white panties, and tugged them down to expose her soft blonde bush. At sight of it, Caroline seemed to grow impatient, because Penny nearly lost her balance as she tugged her panties down her legs, forcing her to step out of them quickly to keep her footing. Now she was completely exposed.
    â€˜Very nice,’ Caroline said as she stood up, and apparently accidentally placed a hand on one of her friend’s bare shoulders to steady herself.
    Penny shivered as she felt something like an electric current tingle through her naked body at the other woman’s touch.
    â€˜Is there more?’ Caroline asked, gazing at Penny’s down-turned gaze even as she addressed Andrew.
    â€˜Is there more, Penny?’ he asked her in turn. ‘Why don’t you show them what more you do for me?’
    â€˜What would you like?’ his wife asked submissively. She barely recognised her own voice it sounded so faint and dreamy. Part of her felt as if she was watching a snowy evening through a thick-paned window, so that she only saw how mysteriously beautiful it was without feeling the dangerous cold.
    â€˜Come and kneel before me,’ her husband commanded gently.
    She looked at him. He couldn’t mean...
    â€˜Kneel right here.’ He pointed at the floor between his knees.
    He did mean it.
    Caroline was still standing beside her, facing away from Andrew and smiling knowingly at her. It was an evil grin, one she usually showed only when talking about men. ‘You are a good girl, Pen,’ she said softly.
    â€˜I don’t...’ Penny protested weakly.
    â€˜You will kneel,’ her husband said. ‘She’s seen it all before.’
    â€˜Not her, I haven’t,’ Caroline pointed out. ‘She’s my special friend.’
    â€˜I can’t, not in front of...’ Penny felt light-headed. She was still blushing from the memory of Caroline’s hands lingering on her legs, which had made her feel so strange...
    â€˜Would you rather I had you kneel before Caroline? She’s the one you