Stunned, I listened as Mike told me that for the past week, he and the other 2 men had been forced to dress as Maids each night and serve their wives ...nd the black men.?Its been like a nightmare, the black men pick on attractive married white women, who?s husbands have small cocks.They turn the white women into their sluts and force the husbands to become sissy Maids? exclaimed Paul.Adding ? And now your going to join us??I wont do it? I cried.?You don?t have any choice they will beat you up. Knowing that it would be uncomfortable for her to lay on her back with her ass on the bed, that is just what I made her do. Now she couldn’t rub her ass and she had to present her pussy for my pleasure. I directed her to open her pussy up and once she had spread herself I went to work on her with the vibrator. I told her to get on the bed all the way with her head over the edge and guided her left hand to the vibrator while I got out the vibrating dildo. Again, deciding not to be gentle I. Again, Marge interrupted her. “But nothing. Off with your clothes and then you may get me my coffee.”Kathleen shrugged her shoulders in defeat. Why did she always give in to Marge so easily? She had no backbone these days. Reluctantly, she removed her blouse and draped it over the back of a chair. Then she slid her skirt down her legs and placed it on the chair. She turned to get the coffee but was stopped short by Marge.“Aren’t you missing something?”“Please, Marge.”“All of it,” instructed. I’d called and talked to her, telling her about the situation and what we knew about Ash’s mother. This had now escalated to a full-scale mystery and we were in the midst of it – or rather Ashley was. After dinner that evening I also called Deb Summer at home and gave her an update on the situation; she thanked me but had nothing further to add.Marcia calmed Ashley, even cuddling the small shapely teen in her lap for a while. They speculated about why her mother might have felt unsafe but there.