This was the first time another women touched my nipples. The vibrations were now rippling through my pussy. She navigated the vibrator right to my pu...sy and pushed the lycra right into it. I yearned for direct skin contact and to have something penetrate the depths of my pussy. I turned around to face Monica. She was nude. I had to take my clothes off, and I had passed the point of care. I quickly pulled the tights down my hips and legs and let them drop in a heap on the floor as I pulled the. Beneath my thong the lips of my sex could be seen. Dressed like this, I knew I would make love that night. My husband walked into my dressing room wearing a tuxedo. He kissed me, and I was proud to be married to such a handsome and loving man. Then he whispered to me in a voice I had never heard: ?Give me your thong.? I looked into his eyes and couldn’t read them. I obediently stepped out of the string of the thong and handed it to him, my rear and sex now exposed. He put it in his. Oh, I am sorry, let me introduce myself. I am Sophie Price. You may call me Miss Price or Sophie, whichever you are more comfortable with. Hopefully, I am going to be your hypnotherapist Abi, and help you sort out your problems; put all the nasty things that have happened to you where they belong – in the past and no longer important in your life.” She extended her hand which Abi took and shook, feeling an electric shock course through her body as their hands clasped together.The greeting over,. He just laughed, “Why eat when you’d just throw it back up within a couple of minutes.”We got up to get dressed and discovered our clothes had been removed. In its place, we each had a short (very short) plaid skirt and a see-through white blouse. Where is our underwear someone asked? He laughed again. “When we were your slaves you never allowed our women to wear anything under their holey shift so why should we give you any.”Being nearly naked we were walked to a “classroom.” It looked a lot.