With that, the woman leaned over, grabbed my right wrist, and snapped a metal handcuff over it. She tightened it enough so there was no way I could es...ape, but not too much so it would hurt me. She then attached the other end to my armrest. I was now chained to my chair ? the thought of this made me hard.Then the other woman spoke to me. "We recommend you drink this," she said, holding a paper cup in her hand.Weird recommendation, I thought. But without thinking much, I said, "Okay." She held. They don?t accept TS people.??Lots makes sense now. The tapes talked about all this. Where will all of this lead? Am I going to turn out like you???Probably not. I took the hard road. Most TV?s can keep their male lives and play dress up anytime they want. I became a full time female. I now live this way all the time. After so long, a TV would be bored. I felt I was always female and just had the wrong body. That is the difference between me and a TV. TV?s are attracted to the. You will notice a little surprise in a moment, my dear."She reachedforward and agonisingly and very lightly tickled me under my chin, which wasforced upwards by my collar.Her hands movedto my breasts, very gently touching them and making my nipples stand out rigid.She stared intomy eyes. I was becoming increasingly desperate. Then the rearof the little saddle started to squirt some lubricant into my bum hole, makingmy eyes open wide. Slowly the saddle was pressing against my puckered. We have plenty of bottles. Again." Once more the tongues explored his now-sweaty crotch, cleaning off earlier evidence and arousing him until another explosion was unavoidable. His thigh muscles clutched and ached just as much, even if the amount flowing through his groin was less. "Clean him. Then again." Craig bucked against the wall as his private parts were scrubbed with what felt like a heavy wet washcloth. When a mouth covered his cock and the tongue started rasping under his crown, Craig.