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A Trip to Master's House By Sissie Maid Cuckold The following story is a true story and happened to me some years ago when Madam was still with us. It is one of my fondest memories. Madam had put an add out for a Black Master and Master Karl replied. Over a two-week period, he called us numerous times interviewing us, asking us questions but always separately. He gave me several assignments by telling me to provide a two-page written answer to various questions. When he was satisfied that we were real and what he was looking for he planned to come and see us. Master lives in North Carolina and we lived in Montana, not a short trip. Fortunately, he had business in Seattle Washington and he had to drive so we made a convenient stop. We lived in the country on a dead-end road with only two neighbors past us and not any real close. I was told to be wearing my prettiest French Maid's Uniform and to greet him at the door. I suppose he felt if I did that everything else must be real. He called about an hour before he was to arrive to let us know where he was, and if I was ready... I was nervous and out of my mind...but ready. I heard the car pull in and my heart raced. Soon the door bel rang, and I hurried to the door. I opened it and said, "Greetings Master Karl, welcome to our home, wont you please come in?" I must have curtsied three times out of nervousness. "You must be Sissie, I can't imagine any other pansies that might be here." "Yes, Master I am Sissie Sir." "Good." And he came in. "Where is your wife?" She had been waiting around the corner and hearing him ask for her she came around and smiled and said, "Right here Master Karl. Its so wonderful to see you and have you in our home." Master walked right to her, took her in his arms, cupped her ass with his right hand and kissed her long and hard. My eye brows rose very high and I immediately folded my hands on my apron and looked down at the floor in an act of totally submission. Soon she began to moan and after what must have been ten minutes he let up, turned to me and said, "bring my bags in Sissie, put them in her room then wash and detail my car." "Yes Master," I replied and curtsied and hurried outside to get his things. I recall that I had no resistance to what he told me even though it should have felt demeaning and humiliating, I just didn't feel that way. I felt honored somehow. When I came back in they were already in the bedroom and the door was closed! I did not dare open it or even knock. I set his two suit cases down outside their bedroom door and got a bucket and wash rag. Filled it with hot water and soap and hurried to do my work. I was now outdoors fully exposed. True, traffic seldom went by but still... I began to wash his car and did so with the utmost care that I could apply. As luck would have it, one of the neighbors, a woman, drove by and saw me. She smiled and waved so I waved back and turned red. I don't think she recognized me at all. After I rinsed the car I realized I had forgotten towels to dry it with so went to the linen closet to get some. The linen closet was right by Madam's bedroom. As I opened the linen closet door Madam began to climax. She is quite loud when climaxing and I plainly heard it. As testimony as to how much of a sissy cuckold pantie waist I was, I smiled at her pleasure and it made me feel excited that Master was making her feel so wonderful. I hurried back outside with a big smile and dried his car off. I thought hard about my smile and what kind of a man would smile at another man making his wife climax and enjoy herself so much. My conclusion was that I really was not a man but rather a sissy and I liked being a sissy. I was being a true sissy serving and being cuckolded so it was quite alright! After detailing the inside, I returned into the house just in time to see Master coming out of the bedroom with a towel wrapped around him telling me he was hungry. I told you this part, so you had some background as to how our relationship with Master Karl developed and what was expected of me. Flash forward two years and Master wanted us to come to his home in North Carolina which we obediently did. I made the trip totally femed. Not having one stich of male clothing along per Master's instructions. I did not mind as I am much more comfortable in feminine clothing than masculine anyway. It simply seems so wrong to me to pretend I am something other than a pathetic simpering sissy! Yes, it can be humiliating at times and it certainly keeps me quite submissive and obedient to my wife but then, I am a sissy and these things all fit nicely with that. I truly like not being in control and being at her whim. Knowing she could expose me at anytime and chances are high she would as she truly enjoys humiliating me. Master greeted us at the door and showed me to the servant's room in the basement. It was quite drab with one picture, that of Master. The door could be locked from the outside confining the occupant but was not while I was there. I was well aware that I could be confined, and the thought was never far from my mind. I was told to change into my maid's uniform. I put on a working Maids uniform, a pink and white candy-striped dress, pink 3" heels, a white apron and matching hair piece and appeared before Master who was in a deep kiss with Madam. I waited patiently until they had finished and curtseyed to Master. "Sissie, you never disappoint me, you remain a complete pantie-waist, don't you?" "Thank you Master, Yes Master I am a complete pantie-waist Sir." Madam smiled and saw her arm hug Master as if to suggest she enjoyed his humiliating me as well as her agreement of my status. She pecked him on the cheek and whispered something in his ear which I did not hear. "I want you to clean my house thoroughly. I have plans and I don't want you to disappoint me." "Yes Master." Curtsy. It was just after noon now and as they headed off to the bedroom I went to work. I vacuumed, swept, scrubbed and dusted. I did laundry and dishes until 5:30 PM when Master re appeared and told me to fix dinner and then headed back to the bedroom. They both very much enjoyed each other in bed but my goodness...five and half hours without a break? And he was not done yet! Master is a very virile man! I fixed a chicken, yams and a mixed vegetable along with dinner rolls and an apple pie. I knocked on the door even though there were loud moans coming from my wife once again surely because Master's big Black cock was tormenting her once again to pleasures I could never begin to match. I knocked softly and waited... after five minutes her moans had subsided, so I tried again, and Master answered, "Yes Maid?" "Dinner is ready Master." "Very good Maid we will be there shortly." I really did not know what to expect by what "shortly" meant but within a minute they both arrived wearing robes. It was obvious that my lovely wife was in complete utopia. She smiled at me a smile and said, "I am having a wonderful time, you my pantie waist husband, better not screw this up." I served the dinner, not sitting to eat but acting the part of the maid. Master reviewed with me what I had done and told me what else he wanted done that night and the next morning. When they were done eating Master scraped some of his left-over food and that of Madam's on a plate and placed it on the floor and told me to enjoy. Master Karl is a very wise and kind Master. The greatest I have ever know honestly. I do my best to never disobey or displease him or fail him in any way. Even so I have been spanked by him numerous times which I will relate later. I got on my hands and knees and ate the scraps as he would have wanted me to even though he had left the room. To some it may seem silly to obey when it is probably not necessary but for whatever reason I have always taken pride in being a good sissy. It may seem ridiculous to some and foolish to others but being a good sissy does mean as a sissy I have honor and pride in how I dress, act and obey. Complete obedience is one aspect of being a good sissy. Its not an act or a role it's a life style and profession. I take it very seriously. After completing my small meal, I immediately cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes and proceeded to my other tasks assigned by Master Karl. When I had completed what I had been told it was 11:30 Pm and I went to bed in my room downstairs. It was then that I realized that I was right under Master Karl's bedroom and could hear much of the louder noises and bed as they made love. I am quite confident that Master had that planned all along and I was just catching on. In the morning I arose at 7:00 AM, showered, got dressed, did my makeup and went upstairs to prepare their breakfast. One of my assigned tasks. At precisely 8:30 AM I knocked on their door and was admitted. I curtsied and placed the trays on their bed and curtsied again. Master told me to fix two pieces of plain toast for breakfast for myself and to bring them back at precisely 9:00 AM before I ate them. I said, "Yes Master," and left to clean up in the kitchen. I really do prefer butter on my toast, but orders are given for a reason and I obey them. Curious as to why I was to return to them with my breakfast I entered and curtsied and presented the toast to Master. He looked at Madam and she smiled, held back a laugh and took his cock from under the sheet. It was already quite hard as apparently, she had been stroking it. Master has a nice cock it is nearly 8' long and 5.5 inches around. Madam seems to think it is quite wonderful because it can stay hard for so long and cum over and over. She placed the plate with the toast on the bed and held his cock over it working it to a climax. As he shot his load she aimed it at my toast. She took her finger and spread it around and then licked it. She then handed me the toast and they both watched fascinated as I ate my breakfast. I thanked Master and Madam and curtsied and was preparing to take their trays and leave when Master stopped me. "Before you go Sissie as soon as you finish in the kitchen I want you to go to the store and get the things on a list that is on the board in the kitchen. I am giving a dinner party tonight for your pretty little white wife and 10 others so 12 of us all together. You will prepare the dinner and host and wait on us, is that clear maid?" "Yes Master, Sir, ah how do I get to the store?" You see, after Master's first visit he revoked my drivers license and forbid me to ever touch my wife sexually again. I had no idea where the store was, and I had no outer male wear nor money nor a means to drive there." "You will walk to the store it is only five blocks that way," and he pointed in the direction the store was. "I will give you my credit card and you will wear what you are wearing." Which was the pink and white candy-striped working maids uniform with pink 3-inch heels. Master forbid me to wear women's tennis shoes in his presence, I could wear them when he was not around but never anything but a 3" heel or higher when he was around. I knew I had to do it, so I curtsied again and thanked him and got his credit card and left. 15 minutes later I was out the door with my purse and walking the five blocks hoping that was all there was to it. After walking about a block, I realized that I was a white sissy walking in an all-Black neighborhood and that made me very nervous. Not that I have anything against Blacks because I don't, but Black men are far more aggressive and interested in white females than white males are. And sure enough in the next block a car drove by with three Black guys in it. They tooted and yelled out the window at me, but they went on. Twice more before I got to the store I had honks and whistles. I was so glad to arrive. Inside I noticed there were a few other white females though I did not see any white males. I got looks from many people. Apparently, a white maid is not a common site in that neighborhood! DA!!! The list was for the dinner and the turkey was the largest item. The list looked like a thanksgiving dinner list. Turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, yams with marshmallows and a string bean casserole. After gathering all the items and going to the checkout I handed the card to the clerk she looked at me and said. "Is this your card?" "No Ma'am, I said in my softest and highest most feminine voice, it is my...ah my... employers card Ma'am. I am to fix a dinner for him and his guests tonight Ma'am." "Describe him to me!" She was giving me the evil eye, but I complied. She twisted her lip looked at the car and me several times and said. "So, Karl has a white maid now." "Yes Ma'am, he does," I said with my heart racing. Picked up the items which were quite heavy and headed back. I noticed she watched me till I went out of sight. I got a few more honks going home but no one bothered me. Upon entering Masters home, I went to work and got the turkey in the over. Master soon came around and told me where the extensions were for the table and the extra chairs. I placed a pretty white table cloth on the table and set it properly for 12. I was quite busy preparing a light lunch for Master and Madam and taking care of their needs. Preparing for the dinner party and all. They spent most of the day in bed and did not get up and take a shower till after 5:00 PM. It is no wonder my wife traded me for Master Karl with the kind of sex she got from him. She did not even resist when he forbid me sex with her. The guest would arrive starting at 7:00 PM and dinner was to be at 8:00 PM. At 6:30 I was sent to my room to put on my best French Maids uniform and 6" heels. Now I do quite well in 5" heels but I honestly have never truly conquered 6" heels. No matter, those were my orders. I presented my self for inspection, first to Madam and then to Master. I passed. As the quests arrived I answered the door. The first to arrive were the Youngs, a Black couple in the early 40's. They seemed pleased to be greeted by a white sissy maid. The next two were also a Black couple, the Carters. They were in their late 30's and they two enjoyed that a white sissy maid greeted them and curtsied to them. Next came a white couple, the Nelsons wo were there with the Carters but came separate. The wife, Ms. Jenny, was quite striking and her husband seemed embarrassed and un nerved. Ms. Jenny told me how pretty I looked and how nice it was to see my curtsy. She looked at her husband as if to say, "Learn from this." The last guests were the Greens a Black couple in their early 40's and with them were the Edwards a white couple who had arrived with them. I had ushered each of them to the large great room where Master and Madam were. All of them knew Master of course but none of them knew Madam or myself and the couples did not know each other except for each of the white couples knew one of the Black couples. Master spoke, "Welcome everyone I am glad you could all come to my dinner party. Let me introduce everyone." So, he introduced each of the guests. When he was done with them he called me over. "Sissie please come here." I did and stood by him folded my hands on my apron, stood with my feet together and head down slightly embarrassed being the center of attention. It may be curious for you to know that I do not typically get too nervous when serving. Its simple, they tell me what to do and I do it. I do not have to think or plan or be responsible so its actual easiest on me. I quickly learned early on as a sissy to not think of have opinions of my own and it goes much, much better. Just do what I am told. Master put his hand on my wife's ass and said, "Everyone, I want you to meet my lady and my lover Mrs. Rebecca Smith." His hand patted her ass making it clear what privileges he had with her. She is a married lady and her husband is fully aware that is Black only. In fact, if you do not believe me you can ask him...that's him right there the sissy maid. Sissie Smith her cuckold sissy husband. Isn't that true Sissie?" Now I WAS flustered. I was I the spotlight! "Yes, Master that is true Sir." There were giggles and smiles from all except either of the other two white husbands who had sullen looks. "Tell them how long I have owned you and your wife Sissie." "Just about two years Master Karl, Sir." "And how would you rate those years?" "Very high Sir. Very high they have been very wonderful Sir." "When did I forbid you to touch your wife sexually?" "Right after we met Master. The first day after you stayed the night Sir." "And even with that you would rate these last two years as very good?" "Yes Master." "Why?" "Because I have learned my purpose in life Sir. I have been able to stop pretending I was a real man Sir. Ms. Rebecca has never been happier or more satisfied Sir since you have been satisfying her SIr. It's all much better now that we have your leadership Sir." "Were you pretending before?" "Pretending Sir?" "Pretending to be a real man?' "Oh, yes Sir, I was but you showed me the fallacy of my ways Master. I know I am not a real man now Sir I am a sissy and I am happy to be a sissy Sir and I am happy to serve you Sir." "Where does your wife sleep in my home?" "In the Master Bedroom Sir, in your bed, with you Sir." The Black couples were beaming with pride at this conversation. The white females had lust in their eyes and the two other white males looked like they were being led to slaughter! "Where do you sleep Sissie?" In the servant's room in the basement Sir." "What is that room under Sissie?" It was now that I knew positively that the location of my room had been strategically planed. "The Master bedroom Sir." There were knowing chuckles from the other Black men in the room. "How do you know its under the Master Bedroom Sissie?" This was now somewhat embarrassing. "Because Sir I can here Madam responding to your love making Sir." "Oh, you can, can you? Does she seem to be enjoying herself?" There were chuckles and smiles from all again but the two white husbands whose eyes were locked on the floor in front of them. "Yes Master, very much so Sir." "Well good. Curtsy for all!" I gave a proper curtsy. One of the white wives turned to her husband and I herd her say, "Pay attention pansy, you will be learning how to curtsy yourself very soon." It had become very obvious that this dinner party was to encourage and discuss ownership and servitude of whites by Blacks in attendance. These two white couples were candidates for Black ownership and the three Black couples were here to learn and observe. I was being made an example of for all to see what a broken white male under Black Ownership looked like! "You are such a good little girl Sissie." "Thank you Master." Master smiled and looked at the guests and said, "Sissie here is the perfect example of a looser white husband who has been totally subjugated, trained, emasculated and turned into a perfect pantie waist. You will note his subjugation to me, the man who has taken and owns his wife. The man who tells him what to wear, how to walk, talk and think. He is why spineless white husbands are so practical for training and serving purposes. His wife is typical of all white females. Cock hungry and has lived in a sexually frustrating environment living with a white male. Once they experience Black cock they are instantly converted and will not only do most anything I want with a smile but ensure their emasculated cuckold husband does as well. Let's sit for dinner now and as we eat you all may ask questions, any questions you may have and please all your questions are important so please truly feel free to ask them." The guests all moved to sit at the table. The two white husbands sitting close to their wives like scared little children. Their wives seemingly having the time of their lives and very interested in everything said and discussed. After they were seated I began to serve them all. The guests were impressed with the caliber of the dinner. The food was perfect and properly presented. I scurried from guest to guest serving them food or drink. One of the white wives, Ms. Virginia asked, "Will Sissie be joining us in eating?" Master chuckled. "No dear, servants do not eat with Superiors. You and your husband and the other white couple are being permitted to join us because you are guests." "Oh!" She said and looked down at her plate realizing that she was not one of the Superiors. Mr. Edward, one of the Black men asked, "Do you ever get your whites pregnant?" Master smiled and said, "Yes, why of course, it is a great honor for a white to bear a Black child." He then asked, "Do you plan to get Rebecca here pregnant?" Master looked serious. "Unfortunately she can not get pregnant because of a hysterectomy. We have however discussed it and she has assured me that if she could she would want to bare my child. She has also said that if she could she had planned to induce lactation on Sissie, so he could nurse the baby. In effect, be both a wet nurse and nanny. She feels this would be best to allow her to spend as much time with me and of course create the proper atmosphere of exposure to Sissie's family and friends having him nurse our child in front of them!" Alan, one of the white husbands began to choke at hearing this. He drew the attention of all and when he did he was quite embarrassed. His wife, Ms. Jenny smiled and said, "We had this very same discussion last night and Alan here thought it was just a made-up fantasy. See Alan you can be induced into lactation as Master said and I for one think it is a wonderful idea and I definitely plan to carry it out!" Master smiled and said, "Very good, very good, it sounds like you are very much a part of the New Order." "Yes Sir, I am Sir. Master Daniel has trained me well and now if we can only train Alan half as good it will be fine Sir." "Oh, I somehow think Alana will come around Jenny, I am quite sure he will in fact." Alan was quite upset by the conversation surrounding him and showed it by more choking and a very red face. He did not however, say a word! Ms. Liza, one of the distinguished Black women in attendance asked, "Sissie, be honest with me now, how does it really make you feel to be a sissy and a cuckold, each separately if you will?" "Yes Ma'am, thank you for asking me Ma'am. My wife introduced me to sissification about 20 years ago Ma'am. She sort of snuck it in on me and soon I was a sissy and loving every second of it. Though mind you I was a very manly man prior to that. I went through some humiliating and embarrassing moments on my journey but over all I really think she did the right thing and this is what I was meant to be, and I am now truly grateful for her turning me into a sissy. As far as the cuckold thing. That was very difficult for me to adjust to and if she had not sissified me prior I don't think I could have handled it. But fortunately, she had and each time she cuckolded me I was first feminized taking away my male ego and pride. Soon the two went together and she enjoyed both very much. You may find it strange but her praise and what a good sissy and good cuckold I was, encouraged me to do more and be better. She loved to come home after a date and sit on my face and while I licked her to multiple climaxes she would relive and tell me her nights experience. I was finally able to satisfy my wife even if it were only with my tongue and while she was thinking and talking about another man!" "Thank you Sissie, ah did she always date Black men?" "No Ma'am, early on she only dated white males. It was not until about 15 years ago that she came home one night and sat on my face as usual and asked me how many men I thought she had sex with that night. Her record had been five and as open and swollen and red as she was I guessed 5. She laughed and said, "No silly, only one but this one was a real man a Black Man!" Just before she told me she had been with a Black man, her first, I felt this strange sensation going through my body. Similar to a niacin rush. It was causing my body to twist and turn, and I felt it go though my entire body all the way to my brain. I could not stop licking and sucking on her and I realized I was trying to get every drop of this Black man's cum in my body. Later I learned this was caused by pheromones. I also learned that we all have pheromones but those produced by whites are much, much weaker than those produced by Blacks. This is important because sine the pheromones produced by whites are weakened we whites have become much more sensitive to pheromones to compensate. So, when we come in contact with pheromones that are 2 to 4 times stronger they overwhelm us. The effect lasted about two weeks and they made me very obedient and much more submissive than my normal submissive behavior My wife noticed it immediately and commented on it. After two weeks they began to wear off and I began to return to my normal self. She did not like this and to find out if her theory was correct she immediately went out and found another black man to bed. I was again fed his cum and again it had the exact same effect on me. From then on, she got rid of her white boyfriends and replaced them with all Black ones." "That's a nice theory Sissie but why am I not affected by my husband's pheromones?" "Excuse me but you are Ma'am. But also remember because you are a Black woman you are not as susceptible to the power they have as we whites are. But for example, may I ask have you ever slept with a shirt your husband has worn while he was gone overnight?" "Why yes I guess but all women do that from time to time. What has that got to do with it?" "Pheromones Ma'am. His pheromones are imbedded in his sweat as well and they remain imbedded in the shirt he has worn so when you sleep with it and smell the shirt, which I am sure you do, you are being refiled with his pheromones." "Well I'll be, George did you know that?" She turned to and asked her husband." Mr. George asked next, "So what you are saying is that if a white gets a Black Man's pheromones he becomes...attached for a lack of a better word...to him?" "Yes, Sir but it's not just Black Man, Black women as well as white women all have pheromones. So, when your wife has a white eat her out that white is being infected with those pheromones and will become addicted to her. So here is the thing. When my wife, Madam Rebecca, cuckolded me she stopped allowing me to have sex with her, but she made me eat her. So, see what she was doing? She was addicting me to her though her pheromones but releasing her addiction to me by staying away from mine. She further addicted me to her Black lover's pheromones, so I would submit willingly and actually anxiously to them. And she also addicted herself to her Black lovers by taking many doses of their pheromones. The term Sir. is being Blacked! When a white is Blacked they have been subjugated to Black power through the Black's pheromones. There is really very little we whites can do about it." "So, all we have to do is invent a little pill and get all you whites to take it and we will control the world! Ha, ha, ha," he said. "That is very true Sir. And there are folks working on that scent to do just that!" I noticed the two white husbands had lifted their heads and were looking intently at me. I assumed it was because they found this discussion incredulous and did not think they should miss any of it for fear these things would happen to them. Master broke in, "I have found that making sure you get some of your cum on a whites upper lip under their nose and prohibiting them from washing it off for 24 hours is a very effective method of indoctrinating them. Sissie is right, they simply fall into some sort of a trance I guess you would call it and gain a very strong desire to please and serve us Superiors. Mr. Jay wanted to know, "how does it make you feel to kneel before a Black man with you being white and privileged and all and suck his dick?" Master sat up about to take Mr. Jay to task but allowed me to answer. Sir, it is a great privilege to kneel before a superior and take his wonderful dick in my mouth and suck him until he feels the full pleasure of a white mouth. Then Sir to feel him shoot his fertile load in my mouth and enjoy the flavor and effect as I swallow it. It is both a privilege and an honor to suck his Black dick Sir!" I looked over at Master to see if he approved. He smiled at me and winked nodding his head. I was proud to be his servant. "Seriously? What would you do if I told you to suck my dick right here and now?" Mr. Jay was a very skeptical individual and disliked whites generally. Master had taught me about Blacks like him. Master did not say but I suspect Mr. Jay and wife were invited because they were not believers in Black Owners and white servants. "Sir I would look forward to pleasing you by kneeling humbly before you, fully submitting and making your pleasure my only goal, provided Sir, That Master Karl permitted me to do so." Master Karl was a wise and pleasant Master who truly looked out for his whites. I have always admired him for that, feeling he was loving Master, not a mean hateful one. "Really? Ok I will call your bluff, whitey!" I looked to Master Karl and he gave me the nod. I hurried to Mr. Jay who looked surprised that I was coming toward him and almost had a hint of fear in his eyes. "Please sir. If you will pull your chair back from the table so I may kneel properly in front of you I can begin." "Now he looked surprised and, in a trance, and pushed his chair back barely far enough for me to kneel in front of him. After kneeling I reached out and pulled his zipper. As I did he slid forward on the chair giving me better access and I thanked him for doing so. As I felt the warmth of his cock in my red nailed fingers, I also felt it quickly begin to stiffen. Obviously, Mr. Jay thought a white handling his dick was a good thing! When I had it out I looked at it and smiled then looked at Mr. Jay. "Mr. Jay Sir you have a beautiful cock Sir. It feels very silky and is getting very hard. May I please suck it for you Sir?" Everyone was watching and especially his wife, a woman who I don't think I would want to cross! He nodded his head and then finally after nodding a half dozen times, said in a weak voice, "ya, sure go ahead." One of the things I quickly learned as a sissy being around Dom's and Superiors of any kind, is that I have the easy job. They have to generate ideas and scenarios. They have to give orders and make decisions. All I have to do is obey! In this case he was not sure what this was all about. He thought it may be a snow job. He did not believe a white could be so dedicated to serving the Superior Black race. So Even though I was the humble white servant about to suck his magnificent dick I was the one in my comfort zone and he was way out of his! "Sir, you have a magnificent Black dick Sir. It feels so silky and smooth and it's really hard Sir, rock hard. I had been squeezing it and working it with my fingers and I notice some pre-cum forming. I smiled at him and kept my eyes locked on his as I held his cock up and moved my tongue to the tip and licked up the precum. Oh Sir, you taste so good. I can't wait for my reward Sir." "Reward?" he asked wondering what I meant by reward. His wife hit him. "Your cum Jay, your cum, she wants you to shoot your load in her mouth as a reward!" "Oh!" he said and there were several giggles from the others. I then began to work his cock, licking the shaft, flickering my tongue under his cock head. Licking his balls and taking in deep breaths that everyone could hear. After really making him stretch his cock skin tight I started to suck his dick. Up and down twisting my mouth around the shaft as I went. Everyone was watching, and I knew it and I was trying to put on a good show. Partly to please Master and my wife but also to please myself with a great deal of praise I hoped would come. Many people think a sissy is a totally defeated and broken person. But it's not true, we have a great deal of pride in who we are and what we have become even if others don't admire us. As I worked his cock with my mouth I brought my right hand into play pumping his shaft. He was about 7" long and more than I could get in my mouth so my hand helped out. It was not long before I could feel his body stiffen and soon the flood gate was open. I did not honestly expect him to have so much cum, but he did more than most for sure. It tasted good and I swallowed almost every drop. Leaving just enough to rub the tip of his dick under my nose and then inhale it while I looked into his eyes and smiled. "You are a very good cocksucker Sissie. In fact, you may be the best ever." His wife looked at him and he said, "Yes even better than you, why don't you put that kind of effort into sucking my dick?" she gave him a dirty look and looked away. "Sir, If I may answer your question Sir?" "Sure, go ahead anyone who can suck dick like you can should get to say anything they want!" There was laughter. "Sir, I am sure your wife is marvelous in bed and can-do things for you I cannot. But Sir this is one of the many reasons to have a white servant. To have your dick sucked how you want, when you want and for as long as you want without having to worry about repaying the favor. I am sure your wife is both busy and proud where as a white's time is your time and their only pride is in pleasing you Sir." "Karl where the hell did you find these two? I want some like them!" "That's why I invited you and the carters and Greens, so you could see firsthand how beneficial it is to own whites. But there is more to it than just owning them Jay. You have to train them and subjugate them as well." "What do you mean by that," asked George Green, "subjugate them? And is it ok to discuss this in front of the whites?" Master Karl smiled. "Yes George its perfectly fine to talk about it front of the whites. I will admit that in the case of these two whites I had it easy. Rebecca had already subjugated her husband though sissification and cuckoldry. He had no spine left so my job was easy to convert him to be my property and getting complete obedience. But I have to say that the Edwards you brought along tonight are already there as well. It would appear that Virginia has done an excellent job and is already Black owned and willing to help finish the conversion of her wimp husband." George smiled and said, "Yes she has Karl and she licks Toshina's pussy really good. Though I have to admit she may not suck Black dick quite as good as your Sissie does she's not bad at it either. So, what should we do with her husband Lester?" Master Karl turned serious and said, "Sissify the pansy. Totally and completely sissify him. Right now, his pea brain mind is telling him he is still a man. Even though you are fucking his wife and she is mostly not allowing him to touch her. He looks like a man, so he still thinks he is one. You have to get that out of him!" "You mean like cut his nuts off?" Virginia's eyes opened up and her head nodded in approval much to her husband Lester's disappointment and fear. "Well you could if you want, he's a white and a wimp and would allow it but no I would not do that. I think they are more pathetic if you leave them on. Just deny him sex except as a female. That's all Sissie is allowed. He can not cum unless he is ass fucked like a good little white girl...isn't that true Sissie?" I was caught off guard but quickly recovered. "Yes Master that is the only way I can cum Sir." Jalanda, Jay's wife asked, "Really, how is that Sissie, do you like it?" Quite embarrassed and turning red I replied, "Yes Ms. Young, I actually prefer it now. I truly climax like a woman, slow in coming but very deep and satisfying." "Do you have to tug on your little dicky or what?" "No Ma'am Master's wonderful Black cock does it all and brings me off. Madam brings me off sometimes with her strap on when Master ok's it." "Amazing...so you have become dependent on cock like a woman to get your rocks off?" "Yes, Ma'am very much so." "You really are not a man, are you? You are totally emasculated?" "No Ma'am and I never was really. It just took Madam and Master Karl to show me the errors of my ways Ma'am." "Jay there may be something to this owning whites and sissifying white males' thing, I am glad we came." "Yes dear...me too." Jalanda looked at her husband who had a smirk on his face from the great blow job I gave him. I started to smile and then thought better and quickly looked to the floor! Daniel asked, "You're saying the sissification does that?" Mater Karl, "It most certainly does. Do you think this pantie waist could possibly offer any resistance to me? Look at him. His wife would not stand up for or protect him in fact she goes out of her way to get him in trouble if she can." This was very true, and this relates directly to the spankings I referred to earlier. You see sometime early on she accidently got one of her lovers to spank me. It really turned her on seeing me over his lap, hands held tightly behind my back, feet kicking, tears falling making me look like a little girl at the hands of her Manly lover. She could not wait to have sex with him and as soon as he dumped me on the floor she was on his cock. He too saw the benefits of spanking me so that's when the game began. She would accuse me of trying to have sex with her or saying something against her lover and then he would spank me for the great sex from her. After a while they didn't even believe her but went along with the ruse of punishing me and making me look weak and pathetic because they knew how turned on she got. But the worst part was that I started to enjoy it. No not when her lover had me pinned over his lap making me cry from hard swats and forcing my arms up my back, but afterward, later at night it would turn me on. I know, I know what kind of a man would even think that let alone enjoy it and from his wife's lover yet? Making me look so pathetic and such a looser, humiliating me and putting me in my place in front of my wife? Well...I guess a sissy like me would! Master Karl then had me explain to them what kind of punishments I got and how I felt about them. I had to tell all about the spankings which once again they all seemed to love except the other two white males. I had to tell about being put in the corner and how Madam had a specific corner for me in every room of the house so that when she told me to go to the corner I did not have far to go! I told them about writing sentences and even being made to sleep outside in the dog house with a chain locked around my neck. When I said that, Jenny looked at her husband Alan and smiled. Alan looked scared! Master Karl explained how all my masculine possessions had been taken away and that I no longer had a driver's license, bank account or credit cards. He told them that Madam had wised him up as to the power of sissification and he fell in love with the idea. They all begin to see the benefits from it. How weak and quiet it would make a white male. Who was going to come to his aid if he told anyone? They would simply laugh at him, mock him and tell him he deserved it. All of which was true! Then Virginia asked Madam about sissification and how easy it was to administer. Madam said, "Listen honey, if you want control over him. If you want great sex with whoever whenever, if you want a full-time maid then do it and do it now. Its easy to do. It can be done in one move if you do it right." "Like how? Like can you tell me how to do it right now right here?" Lester sat up in his chair, he was looking for a way to run. Mr. George looked at him and said, "if you get up and try to leave I will beat your ass right here and right now in front of everybody then we will report it as you attacked me!" Lester stared at him and nodded and hung his head. Rebecca smiled and said, "Do you want to feminize him? I mean permanently, I mean full time no going back and no giving in?" George and Toshina looked at her to see her answer and it was not really a look that said she had a choice. She looked at them and everyone else and said, "YES, YES I DO!" in a clear loud voice. Lester looked like he had been handed an execution sentence. Madam smiled back at her and said, "Ok, If Master says its Ok let's get started." Master Karl always so wise and reserved looked around the table and said. "I had not planned on this, but I think it would be good for you all to see it done and I am sure it will be very good for Lester to be able to stop pretending to be a man. But before we start I want you all to note the changes you will see in Lester as this happens. Go ahead Rebecca carry it out." "Yes Master, right away Sir," she replied. I know as a white male I should feel bad for other white males who have had their masculinity taken from them and turned into simpering pantie waist wimps, but I don't! For whatever reason my heart beats with excitement when I see other white males fall to my level and I root for their dominators. Maybe it gives me solace to know that I am not the only pathetic white husband who has been totally emasculated, maybe it's because I get a new sissy sister, I just don't know. Lester looked to his wife for sympathy, but she was having none of it. She pulled out her phone and said, "Lester you know how many photos of me are on here with our owners, the Green's. and you know how many there of you sucking on Master George's Black cock and licking my pussy while he fucks me. If you give them any trouble or any resistance I will begin to forward these to your boss, coworkers and friends...do you understand?" Lester looked like he had heard the worst news of his life and indeed he probably had. He hung his head and said, "Yes Ms. Virginia, I will obey them." "Sissie!" said Rebecca. "Take him to the bathroom and put a depilatory cream on everything but his head hair and eyebrows. Be sure he is hair free when he is done." "Yes Ma'am." "Once he is in the shower bring his all of his clothes to me." "Yes Ma'am." As we walked to the bathroom, the one downstairs that I used, Lester looked to me for help. I simply smiled at him and said, "it's not that bad you will learn to like it like I do." Lester made a mean face and said, "I'm not like you, you pathetic wimp. I won't ever be like you! I am a man not a pussy like you freak!" It made me feel bad to be talked to like that and told I was a freak. I did not like Lester at that moment and I hoped that Madam would be extreme with him. I knew if I told her how he talked to me she would be. For all that Madam has put me though she does love me very much and she is very protective against real harm. She obviously does not see a sound spankings as real harm even though it draws real tears but never they less I had to decide if I would tell her or not. Lester cooperated but only enough to say he did. I covered his body good with the depilatory cream and waited a little longer than necessary before allowing him to get in the shower. After he was in I gathered his clothes and took them to Madam who checked to see they were all there and then had me put them in the trash compactor and run it. "How did he act Sissie?" I paused in answering. "Sissie...I asked you a question now out with it?" "Yes Ma'am, I am sorry Ma'am, Lester was quite insulting to me Ma'am. He hurt my feelings." "That's what I thought. Ok I will handle this. Thank you for sharing that with me Sissie. You know I Don't approve of that sort of thing." I don't know why but if a Superior says something like what Lester said to me I accept it. They are Superior, and I am not so it is what it is. But when an equal says it to me it hurts. After Lester's shower I inspected him. Since his groin must be inspected I took hold of his white cock and lifted it. Taking hold of cocks does not bother me in the least at all now. In the beginning it was most difficult, but I especially look forward to holding and feeling a Hard-Black cock. However poor Lester was not used to such things and he immediacy got a hard on which embarrassed him. "I'm not gay!" he almost shouted out trying to defend his erection. "No, I am sure you are not and fortunately for you your sisification will cover all the little hadrons you will get seeing your wife with Black men and sucking their cocks yourself!" "I bet yours would get hard if I touched you too!" he spat back. "Really? Do you want to try and see? I bet it won't! Know why?" "No Why?" "Because I really am not gay, so it really won't get hard." The real reason mine won't get hard is that Madam mentally castrated me, punishing me for hardons so I cannot get hard no matter what, but I wasn't going to tell the jerk that part! "You are too I saw you suck Jays cock and you did not even try to resist!" "You are such a fool Lester. Do you think it would have done me any good to resist? What do you think Master Karl would have done to me had I resisted...or Madam, what do you think she would do to me?" "You could have resisted if you wanted to. I would have." "Oh, ya you're a big tough man. Seems to me your wife said she had pictures of you sucking Black cocks! If you're so tough then why are you standing here in front of me a sissy, naked and have your little white dick lifted to check for body hair?" "Ya, well I am just biding my time for the right moment, you'll see, you'll see!" I just shook my head. "Ok Lester lets go, you're dry enough." "What do you mean! I need something to dry off with and something to wear." "Like I said Lester you are such a fool let's go or I will call for help." "Aren't you going to help me?" Lester asked with pleading eyes. He really was desperate now. "Lester let me tell you something right now. I am not your friend, I am not going to do anything that is going to get me in trouble and if you do anything you should not I will tell them about it. You don't seem to understand. I am a sissy, a pansy, a pantie waist wimp and maybe a freak according to you. I am not a man, I have no backbone and I obey when I am told something. The sooner you learn to do the same the better off you will be." "You're just stupid and you are a freak!" Lester yelled at me drawing attention from upstairs. Master Karl called down, "Is everything alright down there Sissie?" Master Karl also loves me and will protect me and make no mistake about it. No, I am not his equal, but he appreciates my loyalty and service to him and since I am his property when someone messes with me they mess with him and that's not a smart thing to do. "Yes Master, all is well, we are on our way." Lester hesitated. "Lester if I tell him you are not obeying and giving me trouble he will come down here and close the door behind him. He will beat you to within an inch of your life and lock up in the dungeon until you obey. No food, no water no light. So, what's it going to be?" In reality I had no idea what Master might do or not do but as a sissy it is my duty to carry out my orders, so I thought this may help me to do that. Lester looked scared again and hung his head and nodded. He followed me upstairs where all were waiting and watching. There were laughs as Lester came into view trying to cover his probably 5" hard on. Alan took one look and buried his eyes into the floor. "Come here little boy," said Madam. As he got within reach she wiggled her hand into his and took hold of his little white balls and griped them like I had seen her do before. She was surgical in how she did this getting hold of them before a boy even knew what happened. Then came the squeeze. As she squeezed she smiled at Lester. He stood on his toes and opened his mouth full open as were his eyes. "Do you like your balls Lester?" "Ya, Ya, yes, sure I do." "Well right now I plan to cut them off tonight for giving Sissie a hard time. I am sure Virginia would love to participate in that." She looked over at Virginia. "You know I would I always wanted to cut a guy's nuts off." Lester began to cry. "But if you are a really good little girl the rest of tonight Lester I may let you keep them but right now count on them being gone before the night is over and maybe some other things!" "Wha, wha, what other things?" Lester asked in mortal fear. "Well maybe things was an exaggeration maybe just one thing, this thing!" And Madam grabbed his little cock and squeezed it. "It certainly would not be any loss to Virginia...would it Virginia?" "No Rebecca, none at all I have not used it in some time and when I did it only led to frustration for me, in fact I would be glad to help remove that as well." Lester broke out in a sweat. Madam laughed at him. "Lester you're not going to be half the man you were upon leaving that you were when you came in." "Oh God please, please don't do this to me. I will do what you say I promise just don't cut my willy and my balls off please, please?" "Lester, we know everything that goes on here. I know what you said to Sissie and how you treated him and how you gave him a hard time and how you put him down. Now Lester Sissie is my husband, I love him. She is like my wife and you know how protective people get of their wives. I relay am inclined to take both of them from you for hurting my pansy husband like that." "Oh Ms. Rebecca I am so, so sorry I didn't mean any of it I was just upset and took it out on Sissie. I think Sissie is a wonderful person I admire her very much." You have heard the term, what you say can and will be used against you? Well maybe Lester had not ever heard that because he just put his foot in his mouth! "Really...you admire Sissie...that's nice to hear but I don't believe you...what do you admire most about her?" "Ah, oh, well, ah I guess how she is so obedient. I have never seen anyone so obedient." "That's a good thing to admire. So, if you admire that you want to be just like that is that correct Lester?" She started to squeeze his balls again as he thought. "Yes, yes definitely yes." "Very good Lester, what else do you admire about her?" Lester's brain was in full fail mode. He was now going to fabricate answers to please her. Madam's IQ was very, very high and well I suspect Lester's was very, very low. "Oh, I like how she dresses I always liked girls in heels and uniforms." Lester you idiot, I am not a real girl I am a boy dressed like a girl! "You do huh. You like her sexy little maids uniform and heels. Would you like to see her panties and petticoat Lester?" "Ah ya sure." "Sissie show Lester your pretty petticoat and panties and see if he likes those too." "Yes Ma'am." I lifted my skirt hem and showed Lester my panties and petticoat. "Do you admire her for wearing all of those pretty things Lester?" "Oh yes very much." "And so, you would want to wear the same things wouldn't you Lester?" "Ah but ah..." "Lester you probably don't want to lie to me tonight considering the sate of your balls and little worthless dick. You told me you admired Sissie and that you wanted to be like what you admired. So, I will ask you one more time. Do you want to dress like Sissie or not!" I could see her fingers tighten as Lester opened his mouth both from pain and to answer. In a very high squeaky voice he said, "I do admire Sissie and I want to dress like her too." So much for standing up for yourself Lester! "Sissie, take Lester to your room, he is about your size. Dress him and make him up to as big a pantie waist sissy as you can. Spare nothing to get the job done. If I am not satisfied with the job you do there will be severe consequences. If he gives you one ounce of trouble you are to report it to me and we will castrate him here and now for all to see. Do you understand?" "Yes Madam, I understand Ma'am." Curtsy and I took Lester and left. All of a sudden Lester was looking to me for help and advice on how to get him pretty enough to pass inspection. He was a changed man. During the whole thing his little dick stayed hard, there was not much there but what was there was sticking straight out with no chance of bending it. "Lester, we have to fold your cock back between your legs, make it go soft." "I can't Sissie, I don't know to make it go soft. I don't want it to be hard it's embarrassing." "Ok, ok I'll get some ice." I ran upstairs and got ice and came back and put his dick and balls into the bowl of ice. It soon went soft. I told him to spread his legs and I pushed his balls up in his body cavity. He groaned probably from them being quite sore from Madam squeezing them. Then I pulled his dick between his legs and slid up a pair of my panties. I put a bra and corset on him followed by a garter belt and nylons. I could see he was sort of enjoying the feel of them. I mean what white male doesn't. I have seen Madam put them on burly men and they quickly love and become addicted to the sensual feel of feminine clothes. They are so much nicer than guy's clothes, they are just fun and enjoyable to wear and there are so many different kinds of things one could spend all day just trying on different things if one could get away with it! I followed up with a slip and a yellow and white candy stripe maids dress not daring to let him wear one of my good dresses! His feet were a little bigger than mine, but my yellow heels would work as long as he did not have to be on his feet all day. Three inches was plenty high for his first heels, but he did ok in them. "I think my two favorite items are bras and slips." "What do you mean?" he asked. "I love the feeling of a bra hugging me and the hem of a silky slip on my legs as I bend or walk." "Oh, I see what you mean. You mean you really like them, I mean wearing them?" "Well...Ya, how could anyone not notice how nice they feel compared to boy's clothes." "Ya I guess they do feel different" "Look Lester, you don't have to pretend with me. I have seen 100 or so boys feminized, we all like the feel of girl's clothes and there is nothing wrong with it." "Really that many? How many go back?" "Go back to what?" "To boys, go back to being red blooded boys?" "None Lester, there is no going back. Let me explain something to you Lester. If you were let go right now and sent home in a very short time you would find a way to get girls clothes and put them on. Maybe you would only wear them for a very short time at first and you would masturbate and then take them off, but it would increase, and you would need it more and more. There is NO going back. You need to just accept that." Lester just stared at me as the reality sunk in. After a few moments he said, "I like the panties and the nylons they feel nice." I now had him in the chair and was plucking his eyebrows which he did not particularly like. I got a nice arch to them and thinned them to about half. I put his makeup on and when I was finished I got one of my wigs out and put it on him and brushed it out. I put some clip-on earrings on his ears and then started on his nails. We had to take off his shoes and nylons, but it gave me a chance to show him how to do both in a proper feminine manner. He seemed to be bonding and was calmed down seemingly accepting his situation. "How long have you been a sissy, Sissie?" "Since I was 28. Madam sissified me before we were married." "Oh, wow that's a long time. Do you like it? You seem to like it." "Well yes Lester I do. I really like being a sissy a good sissy mind you. I take pride in being a good sissy servant and cuckold." "I can see that you do. I really do admire how you do that Sissie, I wasn't lying about that...why?" "Why what?" "Why do you like it being a sissy and cuckold and all, how can a man like something like that?" "I know it probably seems weird, but it makes me feel important and need and useful. You know there is nothing worse than not being needed or wanted. I felt worthless until Madam showed me how I could be useful and made me feel wanted and important." "How did she do that?" "Ok well obviously she thought I was pretty and sexy when I was a girl, so sex was fun. Then when she escalated it to cuckolding me it hurt at first, but I quickly learned that I was always the one she came home to and that her lovers changed. I mean I know it seems weird and all, but it was better to help her get ready for her lovers, think about them together, listen to how great it was when she got home and give her oral that satisfied her more than my dick ever did. It was slow and took time, but you know I changed places with myself. I gave up men's clothes for girl's clothes. I gave up fucking her to clean her and listen to her and help her get ready. I became useful. You know like she was dating so much and working during the say she had no time, so she taught me to do all the housework, so her house was clean laundry done meals ready, so she could spend her time dating and my reward was her happiness and hearing more of her sexual adventures." "So, what about Master Karl?" "Well he is the first Master we have had. Up until him she was free lance if you know what I mean. But he has taken ownership of us and we serve him. Sometimes he will have us serve another Black like tonight when I sucked Master Jay's cock for him but mostly we are private stock." "Does he...use you?" "You mean like a girl...heck yes." "Do you like it?" "No, I would have to say I don't like it, but I would say I do LOVE IT!!!" Lester laughed. "Ok are you ready to look in the mirror?" "I don't know Sissie. If I don't look good, we will both be in big trouble. I am scared Sissie." I moved Lester to my mirror and he saw what he looked like for the first time. As is typical with most sissies who have never seen themselves fully made up, he was shocked. He definitely loved the look and he looked very pretty but it's like meeting a new person for the first time. He was more interested in exploring his looks than reacting to them. Finally, he said, "I look pretty good don't I Sissie?" "Yes, you do and obviously you make a much nicer looking girl than you ever did a boy!" "That's true isn't it Sissie, I do look better don't I." He said it as the truth but with some remorse that his old boy image was not as interesting or pretty as his new girl image. Its an eye opener when you have been a boy all your life and the first time you see yourself as a girl you find yourself much more attractive. It's totally emasculating. I know, it happened to me on our honeymoon! "Ok let's change your name for now to Leslie, I don't think Lester is very appropriate. Your wife and owners may change it, but it will do for now. Ok let's go upstairs and hope they think you are as pretty as I do." Leslie had to look two more times in the mirror. I think disbelief had taken over. As we got to the top of the stairs I told Leslie to wait and I would introduce her. She looked terrified but agreed. I entered the main room curtsied and said that Lester was now Leslie and was ready to introduce herself if Master Karl was ready. Everyone looked anxious and Master Karl approved so I said, "Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce Leslie the newest sissy on the block!" Leslie came out looking like a scared rabbit and no one said a word. My heart rate started to go up thinking I had screwed up when finally, Madam Said, "well Leslie you will get to keep your worthless dick, but your balls are still up for grabs, you are a very pretty girl Leslie, welcome sissy Leslie!" Most of the rest of them were all talking at the same time, and it was all positive. There were two not saying a word. That was Alan who had his mouth dropped open and Virginia who had gotten out of her chair and was walking around her sissy husband looking every inch of him over. Finally, she said, "Well obviously you will not be wearing boys clothes ever again!" And everyone except Alan laughed. Even Leslie. Then everyone turned their attention to me and thanked and praised me for a job well done. Master Karl was the last one but the most important one of all. He said, "Sissie, you have not disappointed me. You are a good and loyal servant. I want to reward you for your excellent service tonight and in the past. Unlike my other rewards I will ask you to choose a reward fitting for your servitude." I curtsied to Master and thanked him and asked if I may have a few moments to think of a reward fitting. He granted me that time. Leslie and I began the momentous task of cleaning up and after about twenty minutes I had a wonderful idea or at least I though it so. I approached Master karl and curtsied and told him I had a reward in mind. Master quieted everyone, so all could hear my request which made me quite nervous. "Go ahead Sissie you may ask now." "Yes Master, if it pleases you Master, my request is a three-part request Sir." "Three parts! Do not forget your station Sissie." "No Sir I would not forget my station sir. I hope my request pleases you Sir and lends credence to my appreciation for you as my Master Sir." "Go ahead, let's hear it." "Yes Master. Please Sir may I ask all three at once as they are interconnected Sir before you decide Sir? "Yes, that is acceptable." "Thank you Master. Part one is that if acceptable to the Youngs Sir I would like to serve them for two days while we are here Sir. I think it would be beneficial for them to have a trained white servant in their home to experience the value in owning a white servant Sir. Part two Sir, I ask that Leslie be permitted to fill in for me here as your domestic while I am serving the Youngs. I think it would be most beneficial for her to have Madam and you Sir to guide her in the right path. Part three Sir, that I be permitted to suck you cock for two hours straight Sir and be allowed to swallow every drop of your cum that I can extract during that period." Master listened intently as did the rest of the people. "Sissie, from the beginning you have been an excellent sissy maid and cuckold to me and your wife. You are definitely the most loyal of my servants. It is my pleasure to grant you number one because you show your undying lack of selfishness in helping others to learn and furthering Black ownership of whites. I will grant you number two for the same reason, you are helping a white sissy sister to find her place and once she had done so she will find true happiness. It will also give her wife time to remove all the male items that she still has in her wife's home. As for the third one. Don't you think that is sort of selfish to gobble my cock for two hours and not let anyone else enjoy it?" There were giggles from the group. "Yes Sir, very selfish Sir. But Sir if I may, please. Please Sir, you know I love sucking and licking your wonderful cock more than anything else on earth, please Sir?" "I will grant you your two hours on one condition, you agree that being so selfish is a spanking offense and that after being so greedy as to tie my cock up for two whole hours that you will willingly submit to a very sound spanking for your selfishness. This to make sure you value your reward and so your lovely and talented wife can then enjoy my cock for herself after your greediness." I curtsied a very deep curtsy to Master and said, "It is agreed Master, I am at your service Sir. Thank you Master." The group then broke up except for Leslie who stayed the night and I left and went home with Mr. and Ms. Young and served them for two whole days. It was a great pleasure in serving them which eventually led them to find a white couple to serve them full time. Leslie learned a great deal and I still hear from her from time to time. Her wife has been Black bred twice and she is