Every room had one, with the picture being displayed on a bank of TVsets positioned at the end of my small room.There I was forced to lay helplessly, ...atching the every movement ofmy stunning wife. Although there was no sound I could watch her everymovement, the worst part being watching my captor Wayne spending afew house each day comforting her on my apparent suicide.As the weeks went by so Ms Jones and Wayne began the process ofturning me into a woman. Each and every day I was force fed. A couple of the guys he's with come up and grab me and pull me away from you. They overturn one of the tables next to the dance floor and using belts and table cloths, tie me to it.The guy that had approached you from the back grabbed you and pulled you to him, swaying to the music. As he ground himself against you, one of the other guys came up behind you and he too started to grind against you from behind.I don't know why, but I have this crazy image of a life size ice cream sandwich as I. Caressing my skin ......then slowly he moved it down over my knickers , over my bottom , then slowly back round my waist till his hand was over my belly button.........then slowly down over my knickers all the time both of them kissing and caressing ...........as his hand moved over my pubic bone I felt myself push my hot pussy into his hand.......he needed no more encouragement and proceeded to caress me through my knickers.........It was at this point that Graeme suggested I might like a rest. Rooms were very small. There was only one bed on which he slept and we both ladies slept on ground with mattress. He shut the main light and it was all dark. I also slept after few minutes after waiting for some action. At midnight I realized something on my chest. As it was dark and i was in sleeping mood, i really did not bother it. After few minutes i realized that my chest is heavying. Also something is moving away from my chest. Soon I started realizing what was happening. Seeing me in.