For one reason or another, my brother never really liked any of them anyway. My brother, Sam, divorced about the same time that I did and changed girl...friends faster than I changed my underwear. Anyway, when he sent me a RSVP invitation for this years-gala event, I accepted with alacrity. Sam's dance club isn't one of those hoity-toity places where women would come dressed in ballroom gowns and where men would come dressed in tuxedos. It was a Country and Western dance club where western cut. Her pussy needed attention -- and soon. With a few long, slow strokes, the object of her interest was fully erect and standing rigidly upright; it was obvious he was every bit as eager as she was. The horny nurse stopped momentarily to remove her bra and panties, putting them on the chair she was sitting on."Hold it!" he said, just as she finished setting the last of her clothes aside and turned to him. She stopped where she stood."What's the matter?" she asked, puzzled."Nothing, I just want to. . just give me some that are kind of passable as guys briefs.” Completely ignoring me, Lisa presented me with a white thong covered in little pink flowers and topped off with a big pink bow on the back. I just stared. “Oh come on! Please! It’ll be our secret and it’s just for one day so let me have fun. I’m sure it’ll be worth your while later...” Lisa was doing her best to persuade me and to be honest, I was kind of up for it anyway. I took the thong from her and put it on, despite. She turned to point at us. “Mistresses, with me,” she said loudly. Then in a soft, but very firm voice added, “Slaves! Submission position.”Mistress Tracy and Mistress Gloria walked over to stand alongside Mistress Sam while the four of us slaves dropped to the ground, kneeling with our arms outstretched in front of us and our heads almost touching the ground.“We already have enough Mistresses,” Mistress Sam said coldly, “so you and your friends would have to come in as slaves.”The young man.