Her bra had a front clasp that sprang open with a twist. It dropped to the floor to join the dress. Her breasts, slightly pointed with raised nipples ...hone whitely in the reflected sunlight. She hooked her thumbs into the elasticated waist band of her panties and eased them over her hips and then stepped out of them.She stood with her feet surrounded by the conglomeration of clothing. Almost pure white, almost transparent, like fine bone china held up to the light. It was possible to see the. I was early but used the time to pray in the chapel where our vows would be exchanged. I thanked God for bringing her into my life and giving me a true friend and partner for the future. I prayed to be a good husband and lover and partner to Claudette.Our pastor came in as I was saying “amen.” He led me into his office. “Good morning, Eric. You and Claudette seem to be ready for marriage. Continue to bathe your lives in prayer as you continue together.”I nodded. “That’s how we started and. Had the hands not held her up, she was sure she would have collapsed from the power of the sensation. As she caught her breath, soft lips pressed against hers and Shani could taste apricot. These were not her master's lips but those of another woman. The hands remained on her breasts, gently massaging them and twisting the metal set through her nipples."You like, slave?" asked the woman in a lusty voice. Shani nodded, shivering with delight as the hand cupped her breasts and lifted them. I started looking at the thongs, and the bikini cut panties. I even picked up a couple of sexy bras. God I looked good, I was blushing as I admired myself in the mirror in my sexy thong panties and push up bra. This body was like a wet dream come true. I breezed through the work slacks, jackets and blouses picking up a few that I think looked alright (Monday at work was going to be weird). Then I found myself looking at dresses. I smiled to myself as I went through them. I picked several out.