"Then we, all 10 of the boys in dresses, were brought to thecenter of the room and arranged in a tight circle. We were placedshoulder to shoulder faci...g the out side of the room. The seniorgirls then joined hands and formed a ring around us, each seniorfacing one of us. Denise was facing me; Maria was facing Carl.The seniors then all started chanting. I couldn't really make outthe words, but I'm sure that some of them were the same thingsthat Maria had said when we entered the room. After about. To top things off, she clips the collar against the back wall, forcing me into a leaning back position.Squatting down in front of me, she smiles, saying, "That's a good boy." Lightly running her hand over my chest, pausing as the mood takes her to tweak my nipples. Although usually stoic, I purr out a low-toned "unhhh". "That's right baby, let me hear you."Standing, she waggles her lovely booted foot, nudging first one knee and then the other causing me to spread them, leaving my package. Her frankness was refreshing. I came right out and asked her one time if she preferred white guys, or black guys when it came to sex; and without the slightest hesitation, she said: "Black guys definitely!" Why is that?" They've got the biggest cocks I've ever had; and I've had white guys, and they were okay, and some even have a decent sized cock, but black guys...they just fuck SO much better!" How do they fuck better?" I asked. I was so intrigued by the intimacy our conversation that I was. "I had just stepped off a blamed ship," Jorgarn protested. "I could have taken an hour or two to return to the castle and change my clothes." That is not what she meant," Bralan said quickly. "We would like for you to cut your hair and shave your beard." Why?" Jorgarn asked."So you look less like an animal," Leyota answered."Jorgarn, you have to uphold a certain dignity," Bralan tried."I have to... ," Jorgarn intoned.Bralan bristled slightly."Yes, Jorgarn," she said. "I suppose I should say.