I couldsense your thoughts wanting to watch me undress and feel me up. You willcome with me and receive your special punishment."With that she snapped...her fingers and neither Tom could move unless theredhead instructed them to do so. Her eyes narrowed into cat like slits asshe said, "I am Helga the Red of the Greenwich Coven, you are to close theshop early today then follow me to where the sisterhood meets."The men obediently closed up the shop as they were told, and followedHelga into her car.. " "Well, then, in that case..." Now my eyes were closed, and I was enjoying every second. I muttered something about my body bringing pleasure to my husband in a different way, tonight. I felt movement, felt his mouth on my inner thigh, felt his tongue tracing up, and I arched even more as it found my clit! A penetration of the second kind! So different a motion than my husband's. I put a hand on the back of his head, pulling him to me, feeling fingers opening me, and tongue and fingers doing. My dented self-esteem had mostly recovered after twenty years, but the memories still hurt.Tara... and the hypnotist. Bingo!I sashayed over to that hynotist. He was a assistant psych instructor from the state college, Jack had told me. And a little down on his luck, by the looks of him. His suit was a bit shiny in the seat and showing a little wear at the elbows and knees. In fact, he had the unmistakeable aura of desperation about him. No wonder he was moonlighting in this hypnotist gig. This. ” he moaned.When he was done he stepped back, I gasped for breath. Kacey grabbed my head. “Open fag.” I opened my mouth to show her I was empty. “Good bitch.” she said. Kacey pushed me onto my back and knelt down. She quickly grabbed my legs and pushed them up and guided her strapon back into my ass. “By the way, this is the same strapon I used when I fucked Nicole.” Kacey said.“What?” I asked. “You heard me.” Nicole was my ex-girlfriend. “When?”“After you broke her heart. Hold your legs so I.