Marcus started to slowly fuck my ass as she continued to kiss me. Vanessa gave me a series of long forceful kisses as Marcus's cock was inside me. For...every kiss, Marcus fucked my ass harder and faster. He was either jealous of it or turned on by it. I couldn't tell. The pain died down and it actually felt kinda good to have his dick move inside me. My cock was harder than ever. It was throbbing so much that it was driving me nuts. I pressed my lips against hers harder and my tongue attacked. I seemed to be being groomed to be the woman of the house.Normally we tended to watch sport or action films on tv but I soon fellasleep on the sofa watching a coming of age melodrama. Whilst I slept Idreamt I was alone at Rita's Pilates studio wearing nothing but a blackburqa and a red bikini but suddenly I heard voices approaching the roomand thought:"Oh no! What if someone sees me dressed like this! Quick hide!"And then I heard a voice say "Wake up, Bea! Come on sleepy head!"I realised it. John told the audience that he wanted to show them the costumes we would have used, if the Program hadn't taken us in its sinister clutches. He played that last bit for laughs, but it was more than a little true for the two of us. After we put them back on the chairs, he picked up the jacket, showed the empty arm to the audience, and intoned in an overdramatic fashion "Nothing up my sleeve!"The audience laughed, then gasped briefly as he was suddenly holding a black cane with a white grip and a. . take off your dress."Stephanie turned to close the curtain. When she turned back, she walked to stand directly in front of Nancy. The dress slid off Stephanie's shoulders without her seeming to touch it. She watched Nancy's face as it slid down her body to fall on the floor."Yes, ma'am," Stephanie said quietly. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"The woman's breathing sped up and Stephanie watched her eyes moving from her face, to her breasts, to the thin strip of hair on her mons. "May.