1. A funny thing happened.. Pt1


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Extreme, Spanking, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 16.7, Source: sexstories.com

    dance. Tintinabula usually has a kind of belly-dancer thing going on, so she's often a little softer and curvier than, say, Panacea, who's probably going to be somebody with ballet chops. The brothel owner describes Vibrata as a tigress, so she tends to get the most athletic choreography, leaps, twists and tumbling, like that, and she's usually wearing a kind of jungle-girl bra and loincloth ensemble. And the Geminae are a pair of twins, so most directors find a couple of girls around the same height and build, put them in identical costumes and wigs, and then choreograph for whoever's the weaker dancer. But Gymnasia has to be something special. She's this Amazon bitch goddess: tall, stacked, and fierce. Pseudolus falls in lust with her at first sight, and there are all kinds of jokes in the script about the size of her body, the size of her boobs, and her ability to single-handedly pleasure large fraternal organizations. So right off the bat, you're looking for somebody with size, sass and sizzle. Put another way, you're looking for Virginia McNally. That's me. Gymnasia doesn't even have to dance much, although it's better if she does. And as it happens, I do; pretty well, actually. I'm also 5'11" with a big rack, a curvy ass, a slim waist, and what my jazz teacher calls "forever legs." I've also got apple cheeks and blue eyes from my Irish mom, and waves of sexy-messy golden-blonde hair from my German grandma. I've just turned 26, and I've already played Gymnasia three ...
    times, although this is far and away the best production I've been in, and the hottest costume I've ever worn. Our designer was going for a kind of wild-woman/dominatrix look, so she gave me this killer black wig with a thick braid that reaches down almost to my ass. She also found these amazing thigh-high black leather boots with three-inch fuck-me heels (hell to dance in, by the way, but damn they're hot!), black spandex panties—we're not hugely concerned with period accuracy here—a garter belt, stockings, and a sort of half-corset which makes my boobs, half bursting out of the damn thing anyway, look even bigger than they actually are. Then I've got these kind of Xena Warrior Princess black and gold armor pieces: a really wide belt-thing, which rests just under my tits, and broad leather bracelets. And props found me this evil-looking black riding crop which I get to use on poor besotted Pseudolus at the end of the finale. Basically, if you've ever fantasized about Wonder Woman going over to the dark side, buy a ticket to the Broken Arrow Opera House's production of Stephen Sondheim's A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum (Must Close on March 20th) and kneel before me, worm! I'm mostly kidding about the "kneel before me" thing, although I do get a little—shall we say "dewy"—just from putting on the costume, never mind the rush I feel every time I step on stage and hear from a third to half (lots of gay guys at musicals) of a 750 seat house moaning with lust at the ...
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