" Then turning to the other men, "Bring the crates into the living room. Then in here one at a time."Tyrone brought Michelle to the group and drew out...a roll of duct tape.. She had turned on the tears, but they had little or no effect on anyone conscious. As Tyrone began to tape her right hand, Marc drew up her left hand. Megan produced a little spray bottle of liquid soap, spraying Michelle's ring finger. Marc slipped the rings off Michelle's finger and release her left hand. Tyrone wasted no. All that did was the dog managed to get a grip on my shorts with his teeth and grabbed them down my legs. I was so scared at this point, I tried to get up and run which only earned me a serious trip and fall flat on my face. Immediately, the dog was on me, licking my legs and up to my ass and cunt. My shorts were around my knees, holding me immobile. When the dogs tongue hit my clit, I almost yelled out it felt so incredibly hot. I thought maybe to try the submissive route again and hope. She handed me another – this is hormonal and will give you real boobs in about a week it is fast acting, so no, we are not going to stop your dressing we are going to enhance it and develop you into a complete sissy whore darling.Now I’ll show you to the basement where you will spend your nights in a nice padded cell so you do not run away. Down some steps I was taken through a cell door and into a room with a satin d****d bed and wardrobe, shower, toilet and warmth – yes dear comfort and. But of course, we were not trying too hard to avoid that either. With each passing minute, we felt more comfortable with each other. Our hands started getting aloof and furtive. They were erratically prowling around, seldom touching what otherwise would have been deemed… improper. An arm here… a shoulder there… torso… waist… thigh… And such contacts were increasing with steaming frequency.Our water dance developed and we were already embracing. We already knew how swollen our crotches.