........................................ he looks up, and his head spins as She pulls the paper away. "just two more, this one is about your schedule...and the next covers corection and punishment." ......................................................... MAIDS TRAINING SCHEDULE. YOUR OWNER HAS LOOKED AT YOUR WORK AND HOME SCHEDULE AND YOUR TRAINING WILL BE AS FOLLOWS. OBTAIN A CALENDAR AND MARK EVERY THIRD WEEKEND ON IT. STARTING WITH TODAY. YOUR TRAINING SCHEDULE REQUIRES THAT YOU REPORT IN. The doors opened on a small entrance hall, where I quickly stripped down, folded up my clothes, and left them with my purse in a basket. I put on my collar and tightened it so it was comfortably snug around my throat. I loved the feel of my collar on my neck and often wore it when no one else was around. It was like feeling Mistress's touch when I wasn't with her. I crawled out of the entrance hall on hands and knees; I knew she would like that. Fortunately, there were luxuriously soft carpets. My dad grasped my hand in his and I saw Missus Mason take Karen’s hand. We had been sitting close to the front. Brittany and her parents stood and faced away from the pulpit. Quickly, more and more people were standing and facing away from the pastor in silent protest. Soon, there were only two couples still seated or facing the front.Pastor Fred’s voice became angry. After a while, it seemed to trail off. I saw Missus Mason motion to her husband. He finally shrugged and released her hand. He. Christy immediately filled it with a deep-throating thrust."Suck, suck, suck." Christy coaxed her mother. "Suck my cock!"Cock, indeed. Or at least the next best thing to a flesh and blood hard-on. As close as any girl could get to being hung like a man. For what Christy had harnessed to her loins, what she made her mother suck, was a dildo."Oh, baby, its as big and thick as the real thing. Swear it even tastes like it, too," Helen Conway said. "Where'd you ever get such a thing?" Aunt Ann gave.