Veronica thought of turning, retreating up the stairs, running, but the maid had already shut the door with a click of the lock. Besides, there were B...ittany and Matt to think of. Sadly she accepted her fate. Veronica was trapped. She had run out of options. There was nowhere she could go, nothing else she could do."Veronica, my sweet, come meet Bruno and Mistress Katrina." I... don't understand. I did what you wanted. Brittany and Matt are on their way to South America. I came as I was told.". When everyone else left, Elizaveta and I stayed so we could practice Up Where We Belong with Elizaveta playing the piano and singing the female parts while I sang and played my guitar.“May I make a critical observation?” Doctor Blahnik asked.“Sure,” I replied.“I strongly prefer the version you did at my house where Milena played and you two sang to each other. The instruments take away some of the chemistry and energy you had. Can we try it with me at the piano and you two just singing to each. "The good kind" He had responded. "Be the way, I think you are wearing too much clothing. Would you mind taking it off?" Not at all" She had responded and stated loosening the straps of her dress. As it fell to the floor, it revealed a nice hourglass shaped figure, of a nice set of tits, properly a D-cup or more, a slim waist and full hips, with an ass to match.Peter had told them to strip the underwear of each other, as he sat on the couch and watched. When there down to their birthday suits,. .. ahhh... I groaned. I fell right down on the dildo, and I felt some juices ooze from my clitty. Locked in the cage I could not really cum properly. There was little pleasure in it, just a release, and two or three little pulses. I was spent, slumping in the chair. I was completely aware of the cock in my hole, of the clamps on my tits, of the cock in my mouth. And after cumming (well, after releasing a little girly juice), I was definitely not horny or excited. I just wanted out of this and.