Cat took a deep breath, pushing Trina onto her back and moving to straddle her. She moved her hand down slowly, feeling Trina's muscles shiver under h...r touch. Cat captured Trina in a deep kiss. It was distracting, yes, but it felt more natural for Cat, made her hand want to move faster to reach its destination, made her feel less self-conscious about this thing she'd never done before, but oh-so wanted to.Trina gasped as Cat's fingers finally found her, breaking the kiss, Trina's hips pushing. .. Her face exhibited a curious mix of racial identities that suggested Asian ancestry. Her lips were full. Her cheeks were high. And her long jet black hair was tied back in a plait down her back. Although undoubtedly a woman, she had a slightly masculine bearing.She stood in front of the pair and betrayed no sign of embarrassment. Although her home on Mars was most famous for its military culture, perhaps it was also sexually liberal.Beatrice strapped her thong about her waist while Paul took. "Even so. the bride here needs a better hairdo."They all quickly agreed, and Claire brought the wig to me. It was mediumbrown and of decent length. She applied adhesive to the inside of thewig and placed it firmly on my head. The adhesive dried fast and I couldfeel it stuck tight. Tied as I was to the chair, I could do nothing asthe women brushed and dressed up "my hair." Occasionally they would tugit just to make me uncomfortable and remind me that with every passingmoment I was being. ."Connie stepped forward and grabbed my hair. I kept mine short, but there was more than a handful to grip and tug."Oww." I whined. "This isn't a game, not for Kane, Sil-vee." She mocked my offer. Kane needs a bitch, and you're going to be one for him." Her hand gripped harder, and she pushed my head down until I had to catch myself with my hands on the floor."You can't mean that." I grasped at hope that she couldn't."I'm your trainer. Kane has waited too long for you to be trained. I'll go.