My weight training was being put to good use. If it weren’t for my size and strength I would have been broken. Even now, my body was being pushed be...ond human limits.After what seemed like forever, they picked me up again and took me into the toilets. Laying my breasts inside the bowl and putting my face and head inside the uplifted seat, they used shoe strings from their uniforms to tie my hands together. Then they attached my ankles to the stall frames. Next would come the most pain I had. I lay there as Kenny ran his hand over my legs secretly wishing for him to remove my jeans. My head buzzed with excitement as he undid the button of my jeans and pulled the zipper down.I shivered as he slip his hand inside my jeans and over the top of the thong i was wearing, pressing hard against my now erect clitoris. As he pushed my jeans down over my legs I i could see movement from across the street, our watcher was obviously aroused by what he had seen and by the anticipation of what was. Margaret was seated at the dining table behind a laptop and some books. She looked up and, realizing we were there, gave a wry grin herself and closed her computer. “Hey girls!” She almost over-excitedly blurted out. What was going on? “Please have a seat! Sorry about the mess. No rest for the weary.” We all sat while Hugo brought us all coffee. He hadn’t even asked but somehow just knew it would hit the spot.“So Hugo and I wanted to thank you again for taking such good care of Spitz while we. "Yes?" Beth replied, starting to put her clothes away in a small trunk bolted to the floor. "I do not wish to be rude, but are you like me?" she asked seriously. "Was I a man? Is that what you want to know?" she said folding her panties and putting her box of tampons on top next to her pistol. The first mate colored a little but didn't change her expression. "Yes." "I was. I've been like this for years now. I can answer any questions you might have about what you're going through," Beth said.