Tom inserted two fingers very firmly and began to finger-fuck her. She buried her head on his shoulder and moaned. John, my other mate stood and appro...ached them. He took her shoulders from behind and pulled her head back, kissing her on the lips, and moving his hands down to fondle her breasts. Within a few minutes her dress was off. John was caressing her tits and kissing her and Tom was still finger-fucking her. She was moaning very loudly and wriggling her gorgeous body against them. Her. " Actually, they fucking are," I said, pushing myself off the door and walking toward her. "You have to press them at the same time."She tried to twist her wrists around to press the two catches simultaneously, but by that point I was already across the room. I grabbed hold of the little chain between the two cuffs in one hand and backed her up against the wall."Terry," she murmured, squirming helplessly as she felt my other hand exploring her body, caressing her stomach, squeezing her breast,. “Naidu will clean me up in the other bathroom so you just need to crawl into the ensuite for a wash”.“Thank you, sir for your consideration and for the fantastic root.” she responded weakly.“You did your duty well girl, but do not imagine my patience is limitless, get yourself cleaned up and into the other bedroom smartly, I am sure Swee is as eager to be ridden as I am to ride her. Come Naidu” said as he turned to leave, the other two girls following obediently in his wake admiring his. I became aware of my nudity again and covered my penis. Much to the amusement of the all female audience, I looked down at the floor in utter shame. “Good evening ladies, welcome to f***ed feminisation.” a voice said through a microphone. It was Miss Hoover. She strutted out onto stage as if she was hosting a live show, and she was. A show where a man is forcibly dressed up as a woman. “Please meet Ken, he will be our unfortunate victim for today.” she said, as I was displayed for all of them.