”I nodded my head as I drew up my skirt. The girl let out a whimper, her hips swaying from side to side. “President Futa,” she moaned. “You tr...ly have big cock.”“Yes,” I groaned. “I have a big cock.”“Cock,” she repeated, saying the word slowly. “You are making me so ... so...” Her words trailed off as she squirmed.“Don’t be shy,” I said, exposing my gray, silk panties cupping my girl-dick. I so loved these new style of panties that clothing manufactures now made. “Say it. Tell us how wet you. �No more sexual frustration, no more guilt at not being man enough to win me back, no more of your little hissy fits.� She prodded my caged genitals with the toe of her boot. �So many problems solved at such an insignificant cost.�I wanted to tell her that the �insignificant cost� she was talking about was nothing less than my identity, my manhood; but I knew without saying a word, without her saying a word what her answer to that argument would be.After all, what manhood did I have left at. I started screaming and struggling on the floor like some sort of crazed caged animal. But in the end, I just lay on the floor, exhausted as before. It is just so hopefully. I was completely tied up without any way to get myself free. When is this going to end? And without a second thought, I let go of my bladder and I could feel urine coming out. I could feel the warm liquid wetting my panties and then my skirt. Soon, it was all over my shirt and nearly reaching my face. I could smell my own. She stands there frozen, as Joe takes a few steps towards her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Kate trembles at his touch. They stand looking into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Joe reaches into in his pocket and pulls out a blind fold and handed it to Kate. Kate stares at it for a moment before taking it from Joe and placing it over her eyes. Joe steps around to stand behind Kate. Brushing his fingers past Kate’s neck he gently removes her cardigan, running his hands down her.