Is this a Dream Sequence...?

You sip the liquid, noticing the deep, intricate flavors, and you can almost feel the muscles in your shoulders relax.

“It’s English, very good, isn’t it?”

You look up at her to agree, but your mouth doesn’t seem to want to cooperate. You notice that the rainbow pattern of her hair has seemingly blended together into a swirling mix of colors, and started to glow, the shining light almost hurting your eyes to look at. You try to raise your hand to shield your eyes, but your arm won’t move either. Your knees give out, but someone catches you, a cascading rainbow of lights filling your vision. You blink, the rainbow light folds in around you, swirling patterns of multi-colored ambiance that fade into the background as your eyes try to focus on the shape forming in front of you. It's definitely humanoid, but you can't quite make out the individual features. Whoever it is, they have an hourglass figure that would make Marilyn Monroe jealous, their hips swaying back and forth as they slowly approach you. They stop right in front of you, extending their hand to caress your cheek before leaning in, bringing their face close to yours. Still wreathed in rainbow light, you're unable to identify who this person could be, but they move forward even further, pressing their lips against yours, locking the two of you together in a passionate kiss. You're unable to move, frozen in place, as her tongue explores your mouth, swirling around your own inert tongue. She tastes like strawberries and cream, and you find yourself actually wanting more, the sweet flavor filling your senses as she presses her body against yours, something firm rubbing against your waist. Her arms are wrapped around your neck, bracing herself on you as she leaves no stone unturned, no depth unplumbed.

She finally breaks the kiss breathlessly, shifting back slightly as she slowly runs her hands down your chest and towards your stomach, the gentle caress causing your body to shiver uncontrollably. You feel her hands hook on something around your waist, and pull down, your eyes going unfocused in the rainbow light as she leaves your eye line, wanting to follow her motions but still unable to move, your eyes finding it impossible to lock onto anything in particular amidst the swirling lights. The familiar figure returns back to your vision, tossing a dark shape aside, before slowly circling you, her hands tracing your shoulders.

As she exits your vision, the rainbow light shifts, transitioning to a red and black haze, the two colors dancing with each other, jaggedly intertwining and crossing back and forth, with no apparent pattern. Their movement is so hypnotic, your entire attention becomes dedicated to their fluctuations, but before your mind goes completely slack, another figure appears, this time a little more visible. Her figure is slighter than the previous one, but still sensuously powerful. The rotating lights seem to coalesce around her head, and two dark grey eyes stare back at you, growing larger as she approaches you. She places a hand on your chest, and two more reach under your arms from behind, grabbing you around your chest. Together, they ease you backwards into a sitting position, and you feel something thick sliding up your ass, inch by inch, until it feels like your organs are shifting around to accommodate it.

With your body still so unresponsive, you're helpless against whatever plans these two figures have, but at least you're pleasantly numb, otherwise whatever they just stuck up your butt would probably hurt like the dickens right now. The black and red figure flashes you a smile, the white light strangely out of place in your black and red world, and you wish you could shield your eyes from it. Much to your surprise, your arm actually twitches, and you follow that feeling, slowly clenching your fist, then letting it fall slack again. A wave of goosebumps crosses your body, and your vision starts to clear, the red and black lights retreating towards the figure before you. Blinking deliberately, she comes into focus in front of you. You manage to croak a slurred question.

"T... Tiffany...?"

Tiffany smile morphs into a faux pout, and she puts a finger to her cheek, crossing the other arm underneath her breasts. "Well, it's about time. I wondered if you would ever snap out of it."

Your groggy mind tries to take in your surroundings, attempting to figure out where exactly you were. The room you are in is dark, with only little bits of light coming off of two lamps in the corners of the room. It appears to be a mostly empty spare bedroom of some kind, with a table on one side, and a large black box on the other, the bed between the two. In the corner of the room, you can see a camera on a tripod. You try to crane your head to see behind you, but you're met with the smiling face of Tessa, who lets out a small noise of pleasure as you rotate. You turn back to the front, looking down at the floor, and stare at the slight bulge in your stomach. Your feet are about a foot off the ground, dangling helplessly above your discarded pants as you sit, impaled on Tessa's lap. You look back up at Tiffany, who is smiling devilishly.

"Welcome to scene one!" You notice her hands have moved, and follow them down to where they are, wrapped around her cock, coaxing it to it's full length, though it doesn't seem to need much help. She raises a small remote, points it towards the camera in the corner and hits a button, before tossing it to the side, committing both hands to her dick. "I know you didn't have too much time to read the script, so here's the rundown. The villainous Murdoc, (that's you), is captured by the two heroic vixens, and he must escape before they have broken him completely. Feel free to ad-lib, take one!"

Tessa moves her arms from around your chest and moves them to your back, pressing you forward as Tiffany walks forward, cock first. You're still feeling sluggish from whatever they did to you earlier, but you still try to put up a fight as she approaches you, holding out your hands to try and slow her approach. This has next to no effect though, as Tiffany grabs one of your wrists and continues walking forward, the muscles in your arm giving way before her. You're almost parallel to the floor when Tiffany stops in front of you, the bulging head of her cock hovering less than an inch in front of your mouth. You clench your jaw and squeeze your eyes shut, refusing it entrance as she rocks her hips back and forth, pressing it against your lips, then bouncing it off your cheek. Her third attempt pokes you in the eye, which might have made you go blind if you hadn't closed it. You can hear her growing frustrated, but before you can celebrate your brief victory, Tessa gives you a rough thrust, causing you to gasp as she roughly slides past your prostate. Tiffany takes advantage of the brief moment your gates were open and slams her's home, her meat filling your entire mouth.

Tessa stands up, grabbing your wrists and pulling your arms straight back, locking you into her waist as she raises your still-attached ass up with her. This action causes your throat and mouth level with each other, allowing Tiffany to slide her cock down your throat in one fluid motion. The three of you stand there for a moment, you dangling off the floor, suspended between the two women by the collective 23 inches of cock between them. You can barely see anything, your vision completely filled by Tiffany's smooth, shaved crotch, but the two of them must be coordinating something, as they slowly start moving in and out of you. Tessa pulls backwards as she thrusts in, giving her a bit more leverage to get as deep as possible, as Tiffany grabs hold of your shoulders, holding you steady as she pounds your face. It's all you can do to stand and take it, your knees threatening to buckle as Tessa's length rubs against your sensitive button over and over again. They start to pick up the pace, falling into a pattern where when one is hilted on you, the other is pulling back, and they trade off as their speed slowly increases.

You can't even move your arms, let alone mount an escape of some manner! You try to focus your mind, to think of a way out of this scenario, but you keep coming up empty. After a minute of their constant in and out, they switch up the rhythm, synchronizing their thrusts so that they're each at their deepest simultaneously. You realize the hopelessness of the situation, but a part of you is yelling not to give up. But at the same time, another part of you, deep down, is somehow enjoying this, even though you know you shouldn't. As much as an act like this is completely humiliating, your cock is rock hard, dripping uselessly on the ground as they ravage your holes. You desperately try to push that part of your mind down, but you know it won't ever truly go away.

For some reason, Tiffany begins to speak in her stage voice, doing her best to keep it steady as she sinks over and over into your throat. "For the razing of the village of Hamlet, take this!"

She punctuates the last word with a much more energetic thrust, then Tessa joins in. "For killing my father, the Count of Prostitute, have at you!"

They continue in this manner, alternating between quoting lines and fucking you senseless, growing ever more ragged in their delivery. After the third line, you can hear the climax coming in Tiffany's voice.

"And in the name of the God... the Goddess... the Goddess Lustia, I hereby, sentence you..." Her voice trails off, and you can feel her legs tremble. "... to ****!"

She finishes this line with a yell, sending her cock deep down your throat, and you can feel it expand as she climaxes, shooting load after load straight down into your stomach, the hot liquid burning inside you. She keep humping your face as more and more of her girly cum spurts out, and her lusty noises must have sent your teacher over the edge as well, because you hear her moan and pull your arms even harder as she rockets over the edge, sudden warmth filling the other end of your torso. The two girls fill you up completely as your mind threatens to break under the pleasure, cock spurting onto the floor beneath you. Tiffany releases you first, stepping backwards dizzily, her wet length sliding out of you, leaving your head hanging. She collapses into a chair, panting like a dog in heat. You're raised off the ground as Tessa leans back, your feet becoming skyborn as she pulls your arms, transfixing you on her cock like a ships figurehead as she comes inside you. At last, she finishes as well, and drops you to the floor, falling back into the bed.

For a moment, you kneel there breathlessly, covered in their love, that small part of your brain coaxing you to just simply stay there. But as if on instinct, you stand and stumble towards the door. You were not about the let the great Murdoc be defeated by these... wait, what are you thinking? You fling it open, glancing back to see how close your pursuers are, but they're still recovering from the massive orgasm they pumped you full of. You turn and make for the exit, down a flight of stairs and out the front door. It's nighttime, but you can't be entirely sure of what night it was. Turning around, you immediately recognize the house as Tiffany's, only a block over from yours, and you head towards home, not even bothering to cover your naked lower body, Tessa's cum dripping out of you. As soon as you get home, you throw yourself in the shower. You tried to clean everything off of you, but no matter how hard you scrubbed the feeling of them spit-roasting you wouldn't leave. Luckily, everybody was already asleep, and you crash into bed, the full feeling in your stomach making you skip any sort of dinner.