..When we are all finished Mistress Black stalks up the line, straighteninga wig her, tugging a skirt straight there, finally she seems satisfied."Rig...t Maids, you now look exactly alike. Same eye colour, same haircolour,same waist size, you're all even the same height. Each pair ofshoes has been custom made that way," she laughs. "You are all just sissyslut maids, a wonderful parade of chastised manhood.. just what I like tosee. And remember sluts, I can't tell you apart, you can't tell. Oh, well, I still made it clear to them that I appreciated their efforts.There was a town not too far away, Bradyville, where I used my White man persona to sell some of the blankets produced by the women. Those blankets were of very good quality, and I had no trouble selling them. The money I got from that was used to purchase things like canned beans that had just become available. That kept the women from having to do so much of the foraging which was becoming more dangerous because of. Gather your things?". Immediately, you hide out of view in front of me and I start to grab for your shirt since I you've told me you don't want others seeing you doing this. But when I respond calmly to the driver that we'll be ready in a few minutes, you ask him how long he's been standing there. Looking a little nervous, he tells us that he has been watching us the whole time while he was getting the tow bar in position.Apparently, you must have felt that there was no point in trying to hide. ”When Craig got outside he saw 20 women arranged in a circle about 12 feet in diameter. He was in the middle. The women were wearing tank tops and shorts. Some were in sandals, some were in running shoes, and others were wearing high heels.“Nice cock,” someone yelled."Let's play kick ball," someone else shouted.Two women came towards Craig. One attached a blindfold over his eyes. It was a good one; he could see nothing. The other woman cinched a cock-ring tightly around his balls. “Now,”.