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ROOM AT THE TOP

... gathered at her waist. A pink garter belt with dainty bow trim held up the tops of the white nylons. Over these were a cute pair of lace trimmed pink string bikini panties. A hint of raven pubic hair crinkled the fabric. The strain of the weight of her body accentuated the firm muscles of flat belly and handsome legs. She had supported her weight with her arms for more than thirty minutes now. She now noticed that the flood lights on her were a little hot. Sweat was beginning to stand on her brow. She realized that a little more had been added to the trial. She now began to curse the hot lights. Gail had regained calm. Her movement caused by the snake bite had torn her free from the small wire fence. Tatters of the bottom of her skirt and petticoat were caught there. She looked down at her pubic area, she could just see four small rips in the fabric, stained slightly with blood and venom. She felt no pain there but she knew she must get to the medical help. She glanced at the clock, nearly thirty minutes had passed. This incline was longer and steeper. She tried to move more quickly. The bandanna of skirt and petticoat beneath her impeded her. She did not even notice when the friction of the carpet against the seat of her panties caused too much stress on the material. The holes in the fabric made by the snake became rips. Finally the crotch of the panties tore completely out only the elastic legbands encircling her thighs. The cute blue garter belt framed the curls of her ...

... light brown pubic hair. She had a prominent patch which traced lightly up to her belly button. But she was beyond embarrassment at the disclosure of her twat. She was beginning to get sick. Dana was beginning to suffer the first stages of hypothermia as she was now a little drowsy. The heavy manacles tended to pull her arms down. As she moved her legs to keep up her circulation she noticed something funny. The water had taken the elastic out of her underwear. The elastic in the waistband had decomposed in the water. Another annoyance by the perpetrators of this trial, she thought. The waist band of the panties drifted down making the underwear inverted, unveiling a triangle of brunette hair bordered by the white garter belt. Drifting downward hesitatingly this made a wispy hindrance constricting her thighs. She tried tearing the material by moving her legs but though light it was tough. Now she did not care about abashment , the material was constricting her movements, so she would have to work them off. The first thing she noticed was excessive salivation and then abdominal pains. It was five minutes past the Taipan bite. Gail's composure was slipping. She had finally reached the bottom of the second incline and carefully put a foot down on the level surface. She rested, her intent to thread her way on foot through the snakes as before. She was drowsy, she had a feeling of thickened tongue and difficulty in swallowing. Painfully she got the other foot down but now as she tried ...