There was a little beer left. They poured it over me and started licking it off my naked body. I kept moaning like a dog in pleasure, kept pleading th...m to drill my pussy but to no avail.They took their time to clean my body of the beer by their lips and tongue. I was very restless now and started shouting their names.Me: Oh, come on. Please, Naman, make me cum, make me your bitch, Dhruv! Fuck me, Vishal, tear my pussy.A little more pleadings, and they knew I was ready now. They didn’t waste. The rest of the day went similarly to the day before, except I didn’t masturbate in the gym bathrooms. We went out separate ways and tried our best to cope with the struggles of being in the body of the opposite gender. Like the day before, I spent most of the day thinking about girls and sex, and I was wet for the entire day. When we returned home, we walked into the house together. It had only been a day and one half since we had switched bodies, but the relationship between Shelby and me had. ’ I move into position compliantly, staring up at you. Shivering slightly, I wait expectantly for your touch. Your hands come around my shoulders and I’m in sudden darkness, a blindfold being tied over my eyes, behind my head. ‘Return.’ Your hand in the small of my back urges me in the direction of what I assume is the bed. You grab me by the tops of my arms and place me on the bed, my body shivering in anticipation as I’m pushed to lie on my back. I can feel ropes being tied around my wrists. Whatever I do and wherever I go they watch me. If I start to do something wrong, they look at me. They don’t shout or anything, but they give me this death look, that wicked scowl I mentioned. If I keep doing the wrong thing they stop me.They have a pretty simple threat.If I don’t toe the line, I go back into that bed with a tube up my nose and a tube into my arm and a tube up my girl-parts and a diaper around my ass because I was too weak to even use a bedpan and a monitor next to my bed that.