Sir untied us and told us not to wash our faces. Instead, go out like this and bring something to eat. Both of us covered our faces with a scarf and w...nt out.After a few weeks, Sir decided to have fun with us publicly. Sir ordered me to wear a top and leggings while Birva was ordered to wear a skirt without panties. She was skeptical to go in public without panties, that too in a skirt. So she wore G-string.He also told us to have extra scarves along with the ones covering our faces. Sir took. This won’t stop my fun though. I spend about 30-45 minutes of just mingling and relaxing, getting my first drink or two down so that the dance floor mojo gets going. If any of you are like me you don’t dance well until you are a little tipsy. My rhythm is in my stroke...not in my step. :O)By this time I am on the dance floor and having a blast. I’ve met and introduced myself to a few attractive females. It is just the right time for the prowl to commence. There is always that ‘freaky song’ set. " It had also helped that Natalie's father had told her that she should go through with the training. "This is a good life", he had said. "Do not let the darker side of our blessings keep you from enjoying the rewards." He had, by this point, known of his own fate, that once a successor was chosen by the island, that he would perish. The fact that it didn't seem to bother him was a big part of why Natalie had agreed to continue with her training. Now, as she and the other two trainees watched. She yelped at the sudden contact, thinking how this was certainly not how she saw her day ending. His offensive name-calling was stinging her and forcing more tears to stream out down her cheeks.The eight inch cock loomed large in front of her face and her eyes widened. "I-I don't want to..!” she sniffled out, her crying making her words indistinct. As soon as she realised she’d opened her mouth to talk, she shut it again. His reactions were slowed by the drink and he couldn’t push forward.