I felt a hand rub down my ass and a couple fingers slid into my wet, wet pussy. Thomas slowly fingered me. In and out, in and out, in and out. I was s... wet, so horny. I could see the faces of the guests watching intently. Oh yeah, in and out and then Master Thomas turned up the juice in both my butt plug and my nipple clamps. I went straight up on my tip toes and then down onto the stage, crashing on my knees, head bent low and a string of drool dripping from my ball gag. Holy shit, that was. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-93. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, Im a workaholic. Most. Since Mark seemed to be respected and liked by a number of people we were familiar with, we took him back to our place after meeting him on two separate occasions at this local night club. Though we really didn't discuss Mark actually fucking Marsh with me there to watch, all three of us knew what we wanted when Marsh asked him if he would like to come to our place for more drinks after leaving the club.When we got to our place, Marsh changed into some see-through lingerie and fixed the three. " Good. Don't. Call Mira, and then tell Said I want you to stay at Neo-Tantra until she gets there. Then, I guess you should go to her place: talk it over with Said. Tell Said to get hold of Security and find out what he can without spooking them, and to tell them to keep a low profile. He'll know what to do."When ... If you go to Mira's, don't hide, but don't take any chances, and don't go anywhere alone. Now, one more thing, call Isabella, Alia and Zaratta and arrange for them to meet us at.