“I call all women, Ma’am,” I said flatly.“Then you should have said I call all women, Ma’am, Ma’am,” Crystal joked as we walked towards ...Franklin’s house to get the Cowboy and Indian stuff.“Why don’t you call all men, Sir?” George asked, skeptically.“I call all adult men, sir,” I explained.“Why is it different for girls?” George seemed to think that wasn’t fair.“My Aunt wants me to respect all women but not silly boys,” I answered.“Y’all bitches want equal rights, but you don’t treat us equal,”. Before she knew it, he grabbed the back of her head and forced his cock into her face. He rubbed it all over her, laughing as he did it. He then yelled "Open!" to her with his accent. She opened her mouth and took his cock into it. He forced her down onto his dick, face fucking her. She could barely breath gasping each time he pulled out. She was disgusted by what was happening, being forced to suck the cock of some asian take out cook. He pulled his dick from her mouth and leaned down and spit. Harrison Caliburn, my co-worker, was a rabid PSA member.My cell phone buzzed. I checked the number—my company's office."Bill, can you work a double tonight?" Linda was the office manager. "It's an emergency." Sure, Linda," I said."Isn't it terrible what's happened?" What has happened?" I asked. "I'm out of the loop." Oh, everything," Linda said. "Look, I need to make some more calls. Thanks, Bill."It was going to be a long night. If I bedded down immediately I'd get five hours of sleep. So I. The tails hung from butt plugs between their legs, which had been placed in their asses, the ears were on headbands placed on top of their heads. All but one of the slaves was bright red and trying to turn away from the crowd. Justin, Master Christian's slave looked directly into the crowd, the gray floppy ears framed his child-like face accenting his bright blue eyes. The tail that protruded from his ass hung right to the floor and had a tiny bow tied to the bottom of it. He didn't appear.