Around 3 o’clock?”Surprised, I asked, “For dinner?”Shyly, she nodded. “Uh-huh. For dinner. At around three. At home.”I looked the kitchen ...clock. “Uh, Honey? Isn’t it around 1 o’clock, right now?”“Uh-huh.”“Shouldn’t we be moving along in that plan, just a leeetle bit faster, than we are?”She ghosted a grin. “I suppose so...”I pecked her on the lips. “Eat up! We have things to do!”We finished breakfast, washed our dishes, and stepped into the shower. Feeling the ticking of the clock, we confined. .please… oh gawd, that would be fantastic, mistress..." I stammered, swooning again at the prospect of this long-held fantasy coming true."Well it’s settled, then," she commented gently, but somewhat triumphantly, as she grasped my balls and coaxed me back onto my feet. She led me up the stairs by the balls, adding "I think we'll have a nice time, sweetie.”At the top of the stairs, she paused, grabbed and slapped my skinny ass, and said "I really can't wait to try out the new quick-release. Her shaven cunt was gaping, as was her arse hole and Martha found out why that was as time went on.The proceedings were apparently waiting for Bill to appear and he opened the action by giving her a ritual slap on the arse, which caused her to cry out in a way which Martha thought excessive for a light tap. Various other people took turns to slap her in some order of precedence which Martha did not understand, but which caused squabbles from time to time. The few Bitches there took no part in. We arrive at the building with the practice rooms. I reach into my pocket and get my room key (which also opens up the practice rooms). We enter into a long hallway. At the end there is a room with a light on. We make our way down to the room and knock on the door. The door swings open and we are greeted by a few other band members. ‘Great to see you Sean, I knew you would miss out on this. And I see you brought a friend, Amanda right?’ said one of the boys. She just nods to him with a smile..