The tools are outlined to make it easy to return them where they go with sizes shown for the tools also. With extra lighting to make the room very bri...ght. The machine cave like the horse cave had beautiful two inch thick Mahogany wood doors. With four one inch transparent plexi-glass windows, along with ten foot wide x twelve foot high roll up overhead garage doors. Each door has the rock in-lays to add to the doors beauty. I had to assemble each of the doors myself, along with the garage. Thus far, I had blended into the background in Medieval France, but I was headed to the seat of power in the City of Lyon to stir up some opportunities to rise above my commoner status. I tried to make my appearance as agreeable as possible and walked briskly up the unpaved street to the Castle wall.Right at the entrance to the inner market courtyard, there was a crowd of shouting residents pelting a mud-splattered young woman with refuse and other distasteful missiles. She tried to keep her. Well... hot." Her hand grabbed the end of my dick and squeezed. "Now get dressed, slut."With that she left the room. I had always wanted to try this but I had been too afraid to ever ask. And now the opportunity was here... it was what she wanted... so why wouldn't I?I stripped down and began by putting on the thigh high stockings. The material felt so go against my legs. Next the panties which just felt silly as my cock and balls wouldn't even begin to stay inside. And then the shoes. The ends. Look at the mirror you slutty bitch!"Doris turned back to the face the mirror. She was breathing hard, her face screwed up in a mixture of shock and horror. Rita was unrelenting. "What did I tell you, bitch, pull your skirt up."Doris waved her head from side to side. She looked distraught. But then her hands grasped her skirt. She had to obey Rita. She had to obey everyone. She began to pull her skirt up. It was so slow. Doris was obviously fighting with herself, she knew that people were.