I lustfully pried away my tank top clutching one at a time, rubbing my entire chest with my one free hand. The thought of an audience, especially one ...ho had been lusting after me for at least six years was a major turn on. I was definitely playing to him, and I caught a glint of an eyeball in the crack of the door,the light from my room reflected just enough to confirm I had my target audience.I kneeled on the bed exposing my full torso as my tank top slid down to my waist, writhing on my hand. I looked down at the painted back in front of me down to her rubber thong and grew just a little harder. i tried to reassure her... 'dont worry i'll look after you'. 'silence' hissed the henchwoman and reached between the bars for a telescopic spreader bar and extended it as far as it could go. i was helpless to stop her dragging my legs apart before the thick cuffs were secured around my boots some 3 feet from each other. i realised how vulnerable my asshole was with two inadequately skimpy. He was embarrassed but enjoying it. She asked if he would dance with her. They both danced on the stage. Khan invited me to join but Rekha said no no I just want you. I watched from the side.Rekha was whispering something in his ears while they were dancing. He was smiling and nodding. We both went and sat in the audience. After the recording was over someone came to us and invited us to the back stage. Rekha said she had asked Khan if they could meet him and he had agreed. I was so happy.We. All that going on while she was at that very moment standing beside the truck, squirming on a cock buried balls-deep in her butt."Something is rotten in the state of Denmark," she thought to herself. "Or that Niven guy was right, the perversity of the Universe does tend toward the maximum. But why is it suddenly so focused on my rear end?"Miranda looked over at Derek, her co-star in this photo shoot. A man she'd never actually been introduced to, but with whom she was supposed to be in intimate.