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 Amanda's Training, part I

   by anon1940

   Well before her eighteenth birthday, Amanda had spent long hours
fantasizing about having her body trained so that it would elicit the
sexual attention of others and be acutely responsive to the consequences of
doing so.

   Starting with the onset of puberty, Amanda;s body had undergone dramatic
changes.  Although it retained a hint of childish innocence, her face was
no longer that of a child.  Visible beneath the skin were bones which
promised to make hers into a face that time would not ravage.  Even more
dramatic were the changes which her hormones had wrought lower down.  Her
breasts had blossomed into a pair of enticing mounds which, even under
clothes, were prominent adornments.  At the same time, her hips and lower
belly had acquired rounded contours, contours made particularly pleasing by
the vestiges of baby fat which pampered girls often have.

   From frequent and often minute inspection of her own body, Amanda was
well aware of her attributes.  Supplementing her own assessment was that of
her peers, who made no secret of their admiration, which, in the case of
females, was often tinged by envy.  In addition, on dates she had learned
that looks were not the only attention that her body was capable of
attracting.  Indeed, having boys explore her body on a date was an
experience she had had with increasing frequency ever since she was
fifteen, and recently she had once had intercourse with one of her
boyfriends.

   However, the loss of her virginity had not lived up to her expectations
and had led to the end of her relationship with the boy responsible for its
loss.  Amanda realized that her expectations might have been inflated by
her assiduous reading of romantic novels, but she remained certain that her
body could give her greater pleasure than that provided by the clumsy
efforts of her former boyfriend.  Although she was not exactly sure what
she had in mind, Amanda's intuition told her that, in order to achieve the
sort of pleasure which she sought, the prelude to intercourse would be more
important than the act itself.  She had a conviction that sexual
gratification involves much more than copulation and its attainment
requires the same sort of care with which an artist approaches his craft.
In particular, she was fascinated by the aesthetic possibilities and the
idea of having her body be the medium on which they were realized.

   Determined to find out whether her musing could be transformed into
reality, Amanda turned to the internet.  She was repelled by most of what
she found there, but finally her persistence was rewarded.  Located in the
Lake District of Northern England was a place, with the somewhat daunting
name "The Cumbrian School for Young Women," which offered a summer program
that seemed designed to fit her needs.  It advertised itself as place
wherea young woman could learn how to fully appreciate and enjoy her body
through a rigorous program in which she would be taught how to maximize the
appeal of her body and, at the same, maximize the pleasure that she could
derive from her body.  The description made the program sound as if it were
precisely what she was looking for, but, after reading it several times, it
produced conflicting emotions.  Yes, it was a curriculum which she might
have written herself, but was she really ready to submit herself to it?

   Amanda pondered for quite a while before deciding to take the plunge. 
Without divulging her true destination, Amanda persuaded her doting parents
that a trip, including all expenses, to England would be an appropriate
high school graduation present.  Not wanting to give herself time to
reconsider, once they agreed, she immediately returned to the website and
registered for a one week session.  The die was cast, and she would soon
know whether she should have allowed her musings to remain fantasies.

   In early July, Amanda left for England.  She arrived in London and, the
same day, took the train north , eventually making her way to Cumbria, the
district from which the school derived its name.  She had read enough 19th
Century English poetry to know that this area had been a source of
inspiration for a whole generation of English poets, and she had no trouble
understanding why.  However, neither poetry nor the appreciation of nature
was the reason for her presence there, and so she immediately took a taxi
to her destination: The "Cumbrian School for Young Women".

   The school was housed in huge 19th Century mansion set in the middle of
a large park filled with shadows cast by stately trees in the waning light
of a mid-summer evening.  Ostentatious and devoid of architectural merit,
the building nonetheless had a comfortable charm which helped allay
Amanda's fears.  Finding the front door locked, she rang the doorbell to
signal her arrival.  Within seconds, the door opened, and a smiling face
ushered into a grand, ornately decorated entrance hall Once inside, her
host greeted her.

   "I'm Mary, and you must be Amanda.  We have been expecting your arrival
and realize that you have been traveling for nearly twenty four hours. 
Thus, I assume that you are exhausted and in dire need of a good night's
sleep.  For this reason I have arranged for you to have an early supper,
after which I suggest that you go to bed as soon as you have had a chance
to bath and become accustomed to your surroundings.  Tomorrow you will
begin your program, but tonight you should simply try to overcome the
effects of too little sleep and jet lag."

   Amanda found Mary's solicitude reassuring, and after a light meal
followed by a protracted warm bath, she had no trouble falling into a deep
sleep on the sumptuous bed in her room.

   Amanda woke up early the next morning, but before she had time to rise
or worry about what she was expected to do, Mary appeared at her bedside.
Seating herself next to Amanda, Mary pulled the covers off Amanda's
recumbent body.  Amanda's initial response was one of shock at the exposure
of her scantily clad body to a stranger, but, remembering where she was and
why she was there, she resisted the temptation to recover herself. 
Observing Amanda 's consternation, Mary attempted to relieve her anxiety.

   "Please do not take offense at my boldness.  I have been assigned as
your mentor during your time here, and, while playing that role, I will
take frequent and considerable liberties.  Indeed, before I can even begin
tutoring it, I must have intimate and detailed information about your body,
and I thought that this would be a good opportunity to start obtaining that
information.  Thus, if you have no strong objections, I am going to remove
your nightgown and examine your body while you are still lying down.  As
you will learn, during your stay every portion of your anatomy will be
subjected to repeated examination either by me or one of the other staff
members.  You might say that the purpose of the examination which I want to
perform now is to provide a baseline against which we can compare the
results of future examinations, thereby measuring your progress.  Having
your body examined by others is an integral part of the program for which
you registered, and so, if you do not think that you can learn to enjoy
them, you should have second thoughts about continuing.  Do I have your
permission to proceed?"

   Confronted with the alternative of either complying or leaving, Amanda ,
in spite of her strong reservations about granting a stranger privileges
which she had heretofore thought should be reserved for a lover, gave her
assent.  Adding to her concern was the fact that stranger was a woman. 
Amanda had occasionally wondered how she would feel about having another
woman as a lover, but she had always rejected the idea and consigned it to
the category ideas which should not be given serious consideration.  Now
she was about to find out if she had been right to reject it.

   As soon as she had Amanda's agreement, Mary divested Amanda of her
nightgown, starting at the hem and gently working it up her supine body
before lifting over her head.  As distinguished from that of the ardent
boys who had disrobed her, Mary's response to Amanda's nakedness was that
of a connoisseur who recognizes and appreciates quality when she sees it.
For some time she simply looked at the rolling landscape of Amanda's
recumbent torso.  Once she had visually familiarized herself with the
terrain, Mary leaned forward and ran her hands over its hills and valleys.
As her hands passed over them, she pressed her fingers into the deliciously
soft layer of baby fat on their surface, tracing shallow trenches as she
went and observing with admiration the resilience of Amanda's youthful
flesh.  Her exploration began in the region around Amanda's navel and the
swell of her lower belly, but she soon extended it upwards to include
Amanda's breasts and downwards to the junction between her upper thighs. 
Everywhere that her fingers delved she was gratified to find that she
encountered the same luxurious texture.

   "You are blessed with a beautiful body, one which can be a source of
pleasure for both you and anyone else who has access to it.  I am pleased
that you appear to already understand its virtues and enjoy having them
appreciated by others.  Thus, during your visit here, we can concentrate on
refining your ability to attract the attention which your body craves and
to enjoy the consequences of its success when it receives the attention
which it seeks .  In order to design your program to serve you best we will
carefully monitor how you respond to various types of stimulation.  After
breakfast, I will escort you to the room in which a lot of your training
will take place.  Depending on your attitude that you bring to it, you will
either find your training highly pleasurable, mildly irritating, or
difficult to tolerate.  I will be very interested to learn which of these
alternatives will be the most accurate description of your experience."

   When she had finished, Mary let Amanda go into the bathroom and perform
her usual ablutions.  Amanda instinctively reached for her bathrobe, but,
before she could put it on, Mary took it from her, explaining that, for the
duration of her stay, Amanda use of clothing would be restricted to those
garments which were prescribed in connection with her training. 
Self-conscious about her nakedness but resigned to her fate, Amanda crossed
the bedroom and disappeared into the bathroom, all the while mulling over
what Mary had said and wondering what experiences awaited her after
breakfast.

   When she emerged from the bathroom, she found a tray with her breakfast
had been placed on the table in her room.  Disturbed by the thoughts which
she had been having, she was not particularly hungry, but Mary encouraged
her to fortify herself for the morning by eating something.  The contact of
her buttock with the cool seat of the chair next to the table renewed
Amanda's awareness of her nudity, but nonetheless she managed to consume
most of the food on the tray.

   When Amanda had finished eating, Mary took her by the hand and escorted
her through the halls of the mansion until they arrived at their
destination.  Along the way, she encountered several young women in a
similar state of undress, but, aside from the covert glances and
comparisons which she made as they passed, she made no attempt to
communicate with them, and they made no attempt to converse with her. 
Their destination was a bit of a surprise to her.  She had expected to be
brought to some sort of austere room like that at a class room.  Instead,
she found herself in a small wood paneled room with benches running along
its walls.  Having seen them depicted in magazines, she had no trouble
recognizing that she had entered a sauna.  Seeing Amanda's look of
surprise, Mary explained.

   "Before we begin training your body, we want you to have time to digest
your breakfast.  At the same time, to alleviate the stress that our regimen
would cause if your body were to resist what is being done to it, we want
to prepare your body by decreasing its tension while increasing its
receptiveness.  Twenty minutes in a steamy sauna should accomplish both
goals.  In addition, it will open your pores and leave your skin
exquisitely sensitive.  To keep you company, another girl will be coming in
a minute or so.  Once she is here, I will turn on the sauna and the two of
you will have the pleasure of watching the effect of the heat on our own
and each others body.  I f you do not already know, I think that you will
discover that there is great sensual pleasure in watching another girl's
body undergoing the same transformations which your own is experiencing."

   Amanda's companion arrived shortly after Mary spoke, and the two of them
were left alone in the dimly lit confines of the sauna cabinet.  Within a
minute, beads of perspiration appeared on both girls, and soon they were
bathed in steady stream of sweat which issued from all their pores.  Amanda
had been taught to consider sweat as a bodily function which a girl should
keep hidden, but as she watched it emerge from the other girl's pores and
coat her svelte figure in a glistening sheath of moisture, she wondered why
sweat on a female body was deemed to be a liability.  Indeed, looking down
at her own torso, she had to admit that her assets were enhanced by the
little rivulets of perspiration coursing along the contours that defined
them.

   As the heat increased, the two girls felt and eventually succumbed to a
strong sense of lassitude.  Even though they had not exchanged a word, they
seemed to read each others thoughts and, by what could only have been by
mutual agreement, lay down in close proximity on the same bench.  The bench
being narrow, their bodies rubbed against each other.  Normally, Amanda
would have avoided such contact, but now she found it both welcome and
exciting.  The sweat on their skin acted as a lubricant, and slithering
against the other girl reminded Amanda of porpoises she had seen playing in
an aquarium.  After a few minutes, they abandoned themselves to their
sensual instincts.  Turning on their sides, they hugged their bodies
together: face to face, breasts to breasts, belly to belly, and legs
entwined.
It was in this entangled state that their mentors found them.  Neither
girl noticed that their private union had observers until Mary interrupted

their reverie..

   "I see that you two have become acquainted and become, quite literally,
bosom buddies.  That's as it ought to be in view of the fact that you will
be spending lots of time together and will be witness to each others
reactions to the program for which you have signed up.  It is always
helpful to watch someone else who is having the same experiences as
oneself, especially when those experiences are unfamiliar and occasionally
demanding.  Because your bodies are quite different, your responses will
not be identical, thereby providing an interesting basis for comparison
with your own reactions."

   Embarrassed to have been found in such a compromising embrace, Amanda
and her companion hastily disengaged from one another, only to be further
embarrassed by the loud splat which accompanied the separation of their
sweaty bodies and by their disheveled appearance.  However, Mary's tone
indicated that she saw nothing surprising or unbecoming about the state in
which she found them, and she relieved their anxiety about their disarray
by leading them to a room in which they could shower.

   Once they were alone in the shower, Amanda decided that, having already
become so intimate with each other physically and learned that they were
destined to share even more intimacy in the near future, it was high time
for them to find out each others names.  After Amanda had given her own
name, she learned that her companion was French and that her name was
Michel.  The decision to exchange names rekindled their desire to derive
comfort from one anothers presence, with the consequence that they spent
less time scrubbing themselves than they spent scrubbing each other. 
Washing and being washed by another woman was not something which Amanda
had ever imagined herself doing, but whatever inhibitions she had had
seemed to have been melted by the heat of the sauna.  Indeed, she
discovered that exploring another woman's body and having that other woman
explore hers was both fascinating and pleasurable.  In all the time that
she had spent before her mirror or caressing her own body, she had never
seen or been able to appreciate the subtle intricacies of the female
anatomy in the kind of detail that her examination of Michel's body
afforded her.

   By the time that Amanda and Michel emerged from the shower, each knew a
good deal about the others body and had learned new things about her own.
Of particular interest to Amanda was the contrast between her own
curvacious, pink softness and Michel's athletic firmness under her tawny,
nearly dusky, skin.  Whereas her own breasts thrust forward in starkly
white cones capped by her pink nipples, Michel's sat high on her chest in
two solid looking, deeply tanned mounds surmounted by ruddy nipples
emerging from dark red aereolae.  At the place where her own lower belly
asserted its roundness below her navel, Michel's barely protruded and was
maintained in a tightly controlled, oval shape by sinuous abdominal
muscles. Similarly, at the junction of Michel's thighs, there was no extra
flesh like the luxurious padding which framed her own mons.  All these
discoveries intrigued Amanda and peaked her curiosity.

   After their shower, the two girls were lead by their mentors to a room
filled with a large number of devices, most of which were, at first glance,
of indeterminate use.  In addition to the devices, there were two handsome
young men.  Amanda had become quite accustomed to parading around in the
nude, but this was the first time since her arrival that she had
encountered males.  Earlier she had been disturbed by the intimate
attentions of another woman, thinking that such intimacy should be reserved
for a man, now she found herself equally disturbed to be displaying her
nakedness to men.  She realized her inconsistency, but consistency had
never been her strong suite and its absence under the circumstances was not
her greatest concern at the time.  Instead, her concern was about the
presence of two young men and her suspicion about the role which they would
play in her upcoming training.

   As she soon find out, her suspicion was well founded.  Shortly after
they entered the room, Mary placed her hand on Amanda's back and pushed her
toward one of the young men until she was standing within a few inches of
him.  Instinctively, Amanda brought up her hands to preserve what little
was left of her modesty, but Mary quickly grabbed her wrists and drew her
arms back, holding them in a vice like grip at the base of her spine.  In
doing so, she forced Amanda's shoulders back and thrust her breasts
forward.

   "Amanda, you mustn't deny yourself the pleasure which this young man can
give you.  You have a lovely body, but you will never benefit from its
beauty if you are selfish and refuse to give others the opportunity to
enjoy it as well.  As you can see from the bulge in his crotch, John here
is already attracted by what he sees and would like to become better
acquainted with your assets.  To deny him his wish would be both rude and
foolish.  Indeed, he is quite expert in the stimulation of the female
anatomy, and I want you to allow him to exercise his expertise on yours. 
Seeing as they are the most readily available portion of you at the moment,
he will begin by working on your breasts, with particular attention to your
nipples.  During your time together, you may have noticed how much more
prominent Michel's nipples are than your own.  Probably you thought that
their greater prominence was simply a matter of natural anatomical
difference, which, no doubt, it to some extent is.  However, nature
accounts for only part of the difference.  At least as important is the
training which Michel's nipples have received during the days that she has
been with us Every day, she has had her nipples exercised in the way that
John is about to exercise yours.  Undoubtedly, this is a sort of
calisthenics which you never imagined.  Nonetheless, as you will soon
learn, it is every bit as demanding as the sort with which you are
familiar, albeit the demands it makes are of a more psychologically than
physically strenuous nature.  To prepare yourself before he begins, I want
you to take a look at what Michel's nipples have been experiencing since
our arrival.  I hope that her fortitude will inspire you to follow her
example."

   Amanda had completely forgotten about Michel until Mary mentioned her.
When she turned to look at her companion, she saw that Michel was standing
directly in front of the other young man, and, just like her own, her arms
were clasped behind her back and her breasts trust forward.  However, as
distinguished from Amanda, Michel was holding her pose on her own, and,
even from a distance, it was evident that her nipples were already being
put through their paces.  With studied precision, the young man was tracing
the disks of her dark aeeolae with his fingers, circling her distended
nipples but not touching them.  Her face reflected her growing frustration,
but she made no attempt to relieve her torment.  Instead, she voluntarily
stood stock still with her shoulders drawn back so that her breasts would
be positioned to give her tormentor unrestricted access to his target.

   Under more normal circumstances, Michel's complicity would have shocked
Amanda, but, as the exposure of her own breasts testified, there was
nothing normal about these circumstances.  Moreover, she was fascinated by
the response of Michel's nipples.  With each circuit of the fingers around
their bases, her nipples seemed to grow more rigidly erect in what looked
like an attempt to deflect the attention to themselves and away from her
aereolae.  When Michel's mentor determined that they had reached their
maximum size, she told the young man to step aside.  She reached into one
of her pockets and withdrew a circular disk of flexible plastic.  The
diameter of the disk was more or less the same as that of Michel's generous
aereolae.  Near its center, the disk had been perforated to create an
opening which was filled with triangular, inward pointing shards. 
Carefully positioning the disk so that Michel's nipple lay under the
perforation, she gently pressed the disk until it was flattened against the
aereola and held in place by the collar of shards through which Michel's
nipple was forced to protrude.

   When Michel's right nipple had been collared in the same fashion, Mary
asked that Michel be brought over so that Amanda could inspect more closely
what had been done to her companions teats.  Would she have the discipline
to tolerate the same torment of her own nipples?  As she were reading her
mind, Mary explained to Amanda that the regimen prescribed for her nipples
would be somewhat different.

   "Michel's nipples are already at an advanced stage in their training,
whereas yours are still novices and therefore require education before they
can be expected to perform like hers.  We will begin by finding out how
they respond to John's fingers.  It is my guess that they will blossom
nicely but will not achieve the length of Michel's and will not retain
their length when he stops.  If my guess is correct, they will require some
assistance and will have to be introduced to remedial techniques which will
help them learn how to enhance the pleasure which they can provide to you
and others.  These techniques are not cruel, but, in order to be effective,
they must be rigorous."

   While Mary was talking, John started working on Amanda's nipples.  He
began by gently grasping their pink stalks between his thumbs and
forefingers and, by modulating the pressure he applied, alternately
stretched them from their moorings and pressed them deep into the succulent
flesh of her breasts.  Watching his hands manipulate her breasts, Amanda
realized that she was experiencing the same delicious sensations that a cow
must feel when a farmer prepares her udders for milking.  Even though Mary
continued to hold her arms, she found it increasingly difficult to remain
still and, oblivious to the lewd display she was presenting, made her hips
undulate while rubbing her inner thighs against one another.  Mary chided
her for her lack of decorum.

   "Amanda, you must curb your carnal instincts.  Your nipples are being
educated, and there is nothing wrong with your enjoying their education. 
However, at the same time as your nipples are receiving instruction, you
are to learn to communicate your pleasure in a manner which will be
aesthetically pleasing to the person providing that pleasure.  If you had
observed Michel more closely, you would have noticed that her face never
lost its composure and her body expressed its gratitude through the
controlled flexing of her abdominal muscles.  While John works on your
nipples, I want you to practice equal control and concentrate on expressing
your excitement in an equally aesthetically pleasing fashion."

   Heading Mary's words, Amanda attempted to obey her instructions. 
Standing with her legs pressed together and straightening her shoulders,
she drew in her breath to expand her chest and contract her waist.  At the
same time, she allowed her lower belly to balloon in a pleasingly rounded
but firm contour.  Maintaining this posture while having her breasts milked
required a level of discipline to which Amanda was not accustomed.  At
first the required effort distracted her, but soon she discovered that it
was forcing her to focus on her body in a way which actually intensified
rather than diminished the effect of John's fingers.  At the same time, her
facial features relaxed into a smile which reflected the satisfaction she
felt and the pride she was taking in the presentation of her figure.

   John continued for about five minutes, and during that period he had
succeeded in bringing Amanda's nipples to a state of excitement that they
had never attained before.  Amanda would have been more than happy to have
him to continue indefinitely, but Mary decided it was time to move on. 
Releasing Amanda's arms, she handed John a tube of skin lubricant and a
pair of small nipple pumps.  Apparently familiar with the procedure, John
spread a thin layer of lubricant over each of Amanda's aereolae.  He then
positioned one of the pumps over her right nipple, pressing its flange into
the lubricant while squeezing the bulb.  With some concern, Amanda watched
as he made sure the pump was properly seated, and she gasped when he
released the bulb and she felt her entrapped nipple sucked into the vacuum
created by its release.  The pressure which the pump exerted on her nipple
was mild, but it was insistent and impossible to ignore.

   After he had installed the second pump on her left nipple, Mary led
Amanda over to join Michel.  Along the way, Amanda was disconcerted by the
bobbing motion of the pumps attached to her nipples, but, remembering
Mary's admonition, she strove to maintain her poise, walking with shoulders
straight and her head held high.  Totally immersed in her own experience,
Amanda had been unaware of Michel's existence ever since she had witnessed
the incarceration of her nipples in their circular plastic prison.

   Amanda found Michel seated cross-legged on a cushion.  Like those of a
meditating swamy, her hands rested with their palms up on her knees and
spine emerged straight as a ramrod from her pelvis.  However, on closer
inspection, Amanda saw that her pose differed from that of an Oriental
practitioner of meditation.  Hanging from the ceiling were threads to the
ends of which had been attached large feathers.  These had been carefully
positioned so that, as they were stirred back and forth by the gentle
breeze produced by strategically placed fans, they would graze against the
tips of Michel's nipples.  By adjusting her pose, Michel easily could have
avoided contact with the feathers.  However, she made no move to do so.  On
the contrary, with her face composed and her eyes closed, she appeared to
welcome the incessant stimulation that the feathers imposed on her turgid
nipples.  When Amanda looked to Mary for an explanation, the answer she
received did little to assuage her fears about her own fate.

   "As you can well imagine, it requires enormous self-control for Michel'
to keep her nipples available to the insidious caress of the feathers. 
Because of their collars, the normal circulation of blood to and from her
nipples is restricted, with the consequence that they have no choice but to
remain fully erect and excruciatingly sensitive.  On the other hand, there
are rewards for her dedication.  First, even though, and maybe partially
because, it borders on pain, she is deriving erotic pleasure from her
plight.  Second, she knows that her nipples will be improved by this form
of persecution.  Indeed, as I said earlier, it is this sort of exercise
which is partially responsible for their size and ability to stay erect for
protracted periods.  Now it is time for you to begin developing Michel's
discipline and reaping the rewards which it can bring.  "

   Mary fetched a cushion just like Michel's, placed it a few feet in front
of Michel, and helped Amanda assume a pose similar to hers.  If it were not
for the pronounced difference in the bodies, their placement would have
produced a mirror image.  However, Amanda's body was far more succulent and
Michel's far more limber, with the result that their juxtaposition
dramatized their differences.  Michel was all sinuous lines, Amanda was all
smoothly rounded curves.  This difference was particularly apparent in the
regions of their breasts and their tummies.  Except for their rampant
nipples, Michel's breasts could have been mistaken for highly developed
pectoral muscles, whereas there was no such ambiguity about Amanda's conic
shaped orbs with their little pumps glued to their tips.  As for their
bellies, Michel's was a flat plane interrupted only by the dip in which her
navel lay.  On the other hand, Amanda's lower belly swelled in a hemisphere
which rose out the indentation at her waist and descended into the shadowy
V at the junction of her legs.

   After studying her charge for a minute or so, Mary disappeared briefly.
When she returned, she was carrying a small pouch attached to three straps.
Kneeling, Mary passed the longest of the straps around Amanda's waist and
fastened the other two around her thighs.  She then adjusted the straps so
that the pouch lay in the deep hallow surrounding Amanda's bellybutton. 
Once it was there, Mary opened the pouch and withdrew a short, blunt,
cylindrical metal plug which she inserted into Amanda's navel and secured
in place with short strips attached via velcro locks to the straps which
she had previously installed.  Finally, using a pair of electric wires,
Mary connected the plug to a battery inside in pouch.  Seeing the Amanda's
incomprehension and growing concern about the purpose of these
preparations, Mary reassuringly patted Amanda on the tummy while explaining
the reason for the presence of the electrified cylinder pressing against
her bellybutton.

   "You look very lovely seated as you are.  The generosity of your figure
is wonderfully complemented by the smooth texture of your complexion. 
However, the image you present would be even more appealing if it contained
a hint of tension.  The female figure is at its most beautiful when it is
clear that its beauty comes at a cost..  In former times, corsets were
responsible for producing the requisite stimulation, in our modern world,
whale bone has been replaced devices like the one which I attached to you.
It will cause you mild discomfort, but that is a price which you should be
willing to pay for the pleasure of knowing that your body is being
presented to its best advantage."

   When Mary stopped speaking, she reached inside the pouch and turned the
switch which completed the circuit between the battery and the plug
embedded in Amanda's navel.  As soon as she did, Amanda felt a distinct
tingling sensation deep inside her navel.  In response, subtle but clearly
visible waves passed over her belly as her abdominal muscles contracted
around the intrusive plug buried in their midst.

   Pleased to have created the effect she desired, Mary approvingly ran her
hands over the undulating surface of Amanda's stomach.  Satisfied, she
prepared to rise after squeezing the bulbs to refresh the pressure that the
pumps were exerting on Amanda's nipples.  Amanda herself had mixed feelings
about her new situation.  At the same time as she found the sensations
emanating from her navel hard to tolerate, she found them strangely erotic
and knew that her body's reaction to them was increasing its sexuality. 
Thus, she greeted with conflicting emotions Mary's announcement that she
would be required to remain in her present state for twenty minutes.

   Twenty minutes sounded to Amanda like eternity, and she doubted that she
could stand for that long the dual torment which was being inflicted on
her. However, after a few minutes, she discovered that she could distract
herself from her own plight by communing, albeit silently, with her
companion.  Seated directly in front of her, Michel had opened in her eyes
and was now staring at Amanda.  On her face was a look that expressed both
admiration and amusement.  Unquestionably, she admired the aesthetic manner
in which Amanda's figure was displayed just inches from her own.  At the
same time, she was amused by Amanda's obvious ambivalence about
accommodating the devices which were partially responsible for the appeal
of her pose.  Having been imprisoned for over nearly half an hour, Michel's
own nipples had swollen so that they now extruded through their collars and
had acquired a lived red hue.  However, after frequent subjugation to this
type of ordeal, Michel had learned how to not only tolerate but even
extract pleasure from having her body forced to endure the impositions that
her training imposed on it.  Nonetheless, remembering her own introduction
to the school's methods, Michel could easily imagine the turmoil inside
Amanda's head.  For Amanda, Michel provided a source of inspiration.  For
one thing, she was impressed by Michel's sleek frame which had a beauty
which derived from its natural tone and had no need for the sort of
artifice that was producing the contraction of her own abdominal muscles
under the layer distinctly feminine layer softness which covered them. 
Secondly, she knew from the sight of her distended nipples that Michel's
nipples were under far greater duress than hers, and she wondered whether
she would ever be able to maintain equal equanimity if hers were to receive
similar treatment.

   By the time that the prescribed twenty minutes had past, Amanda had
learned to tolerate and even derive a perverse pleasure from the discipline
her body had been forced to maintain.  On the other hand, the incessant
stimulation of her navel combined with the pressure on her nipples left had
drained her, and she was greatly relieved when the plug and pumps were
finally removed.

   After releasing them, Mary and Michel's mentors applied lotion to their
charges, with particularly solicitous care to their hard worked nipples. 
Then, knowing that both girls needed time to recuperate, their mentors led
them back to Amanda's bedroom and suggested that they take a nap together
before lunch.  In her state of exhaustion, Amanda had no qualms about
sharing her bed with the another girl.  In fact, shortly after they were
left alone, she and Michel resumed the position which they had assumed on
the bench in the sauna, but this time they took much greater liberties with
each others bodies.  Snuggled against Michel, Amanda reached a hand between
them and stroked Michel's firm torso.  In return, Michel ran a hand over
Amanda's rounded stomach, examining its texture by probing with her fingers
until they encountered the hidden musculature beneath its surface.  Warming
to their task, both girls allowed their hands to drift lower until they
delved into the warm nests between their legs.  There they performed the
service for the other which each of them had performed for herself,
bringing her companion to orgasm before succumbing to their exhaustion and
falling into a deep sleep.