. carefully conditioning him...After a few minutes... as programmed... he was allowed to drink... he had to bend over almost to waist level... she was...delighted at the sight... him bound in rubber and steel... chrome covered arms in front of him... appearing if he was lovingly caressing the drinking spout as he slowly eased the tube down his throat... his head moving slowly back and forth over it... until he stopped moving... the liquid splashing down his throat into him... giving him. My hair wasnow a light ash blond and in a page boy style with the back and sidescurling under both women seemed very pleased I was looking more and morelike a young girl.Gillian then started on my make up she put a light covering offoundation all over even on my lips which I hated she then set it usinga large tub of loose powder and a big face powder brush. This wasfollowed by blusher to shape my face they said. 'Now some pretty blueeye shadow and mascara' said Gillian she worked for some time. " Patrick whipped her head around andglared at Hort, still unable to speak. "Ooh, you're cute when you'reangry." Patrick felt herself blushing, and hated herself for it. Hortgrinned at her discomfort. "But first, let's do something to make thatrebellious soul of yours just a little more... compliant." As Hortstarted to raise his hand, Patrick braced herself. She wasn't going togive in without a fight.She screamed as she felt waves of power roll over her. She felt thempulling and tugging at her. As I stood up, my towel decided to fall from my naked body. I went to grab it to cover myself up, but Jan shouted, “Leave it, come and join us.”My head was saying, no, but my pussy was saying, yes, go on. My pussy won, as I went over to stand beside Jan and Al. “I’d forgotten how nice a figure you have,” said Jan, stroking my thighs, and letting her hand brush against my damp pussy. It was like an electric shock going through my body. Al nodded in approval.My 36D tits, still stand erect and.