I spent the evening taping myself masturbating, while screaming out Joy and Savannah’s names alternately. Then I awaited nightfall, and went through...some complex cam manipulation, so that the feed from my recorded masturbation session would show up on the girls’ computer screen, and they would be none the wiser. Nine pm approached, and I started the broadcast of my masturbation session to the girls. I viewed them on my laptop, and saw them going through the usual motions of getting heated up,. My frustration rose to the boiling point because I was still imprisoned in the grasp of the gaff. I begged for release. I pleaded for my freedom. I promised to remain in my female role for an entire week if they would just set me free. That promise won my freedom. I traded a night of ecstasy for a giant step further down the path to feminization.The week went by in a flash! I can never remember having a better time! The girls met several times for lunch and shopping. We went back to Gigi's for. We sat at the bar and flirted outrageously with them, Amy nudged me asshe spied mum and dad approaching the bar.We told the lads we would see them on Saturday night blew them a kiss andwent and sat down at a table to meet our parents. (It was funny how Ithought of them as my parents, with the hypnotic suggestion and the factthat they referred to me as their daughter and she helped me immensely)Mum sat down and commented to the two of us and of course dad; "I see ourdaughters have been amusing. John reached down, slipping his hands under Angie's armpits and lifting her effortlessly."Hey, DC," he called, "get the shorts."DC quickly slid the shorts off Angie."You want the stockings as well?" he asked Rod."No, leave them," Rod replied, "she looks kind of sexy wearing them."As she was lowered to the ground, her arms were raised and the skimpy top was slipped off, leaving her naked but for the stockings and heels. The five men stood like statues, taking in the sight of her, slender body,.