I woke up once again from yet another drug induced sleep. The first thing I noticed was a numb, tingling sensation in my butt. At first I assumed it was from being fucked by Mark earlier, but upon movement I soon realized that something had been fitted inside me. A butt plug! I had once again been moved, now tied to a chair beside the door. My wrists and elbows were tied behind me, and my legs were tied at the ankle and knee. A rope across my thighs and one across my stomach kept me fastened to the chair. I was still wearing my ball gag from earlier. Looking downwards I couldn't see over the breasts he had fitted me with, but I could tell I was hard and close to bulging out of my panties. My attention darted towards the middle of the room when I heard the crack of a paddle and a familiar moan.
Staring into the middle of the room I saw Alex. Like me previously he was tied standing in the middle of the room, ropes connecting him to the hook in the ceiling. Ropes joined his chest to his knees keeping him bent over, and his mouth was held open with a ring gag. He had also been feminized just like me. He was wearing a black wig tied in a ponytail and then tied to his elbows, keeping his head up. He was dressed in a purple corset with puffy sleeves similar to mine, and sporting a pair of fake breasts. Further down he wore a pair of black panties pulled down at the back, black stockings and a pair of black heels. Behind him stood Mark, still clad in his leather attire and gleefully teeing off on Alex's exposed butt with the paddle. Tears from the paddling had formed in his eyes, causing his mascara to run. Not to sound like I supported what he was doing, but Mark had done an excellent job of feminizing Alex. I barely would have noticed he wasn't a girl, if it wasn't for the bulge in his panties.