Sarah put one and one together, “what if somebody had been watching me,” She thought. “What if it was Natalya? She’d almost definitely report ...y bedroom antics to my parents.” She stood, perplexed for a moment. Dilemma was, should she go and confront Natalya or go and wait until the morning. Sarah decided she couldn’t risk the visitor telling her secret and crept up to Natalya’s door. She knelt down, peering through the keyhole... She couldn’t see anything, she’d just have to go in. ... um.... ahhhhhhhhhhahahah......." I cum.She plugged the anal plug right into my ass. My sissy hole is now filled by the anal plug and covered by the small handle on it as I fall onto the ground after cumming like crazy. She pushed my head onto the floor and rub my face onto my cum on the floor. She told me to lick the floor and eat all cum on my own face.Since then, I became her slave. She told me that I must tie myself with ropes and insert this anal plug into my sissy ass every morning. The Mothers taught the daughters, and the Fathers taught the sons. For some of the things, they swapped out with the Mothers teaching the sons, and the Fathers teaching the daughters The daughters could run the farm as well as the boys, and the boys could keep house as good as the girls. It hadn't been unusual in the early days to see Doris side-by-side with Pete, out tending the chores. The only thing he hadn't allowed her to do was rope and brand cattle, or castrate the bulls. He was afraid. Maybe Blossom Mom will go with you.”“Blossom Mom, would you like to come with us?”“Yes, I would Genevieve Lynn. Thank you for asking. Sam, where is the basement?”“Second door to the left, right next to the bathroom.” Sam said pointing the way.Blossom headed for the door with five little girls trailing along.“Lover, do you need any help with anything?” I asked Lynn.“No Paul. Well a chair would be nice.” She said as she stood there rolling the three strollers back and forth, each in turn.“I’m so.