Can you get your brother to get us somebooze this week end?"After lunch, I went up to Hailey. "So you are Hailey. I'm Dylan. Wouldyou like to see some... of the sights this weekend? We could have somefun." Sure, I'd like that," she replied with a knowing smile.By the end of the day I heard a rumor from my best friend Collin thatHailey had given Bret a blow job in the janitor's closet during lunch.Despite the rumor, I was still looking forward to getting into herpanties this weekend.Over the rest. The chains should be heavy enough so that wearing them is uncomfortable to moderately painful. The rattle of chains and the unending ache of the heavy collar must become part of its white slave life. Whenever its Superior Black Owner or other Blacks approved by its Black Owner so desire, they may force the slave to wear a heavy iron punishment collar weighing several pounds.After the session, as a standing order the white slave must thank the Superior Black Person concerned in person or by. . our people are fading. Where once we were many now we are few. Our ladies are trying to give us new life by bringing children into our world. Samuel has a list but it is for you to decide.”He touched my shoulder, “I must go.”The guards surrounded him and he walked away. I turned back to the practice area to see Samuel and he smiled, “so.”I started walking, “do you know where Doona lies?”He straightened, “Kelso...”I growled and he sighed and nodded. I went to wash and dress and put on swords. "Yes, I think that's probably best. You might find Cynthia a little hard to spell now."Cindi giggled a that."So lets practice. Say 'Hi, My name's Cindi!'" Hi! My name's Cindi! " That's perfect, Cindi! Absolutely perfect!"She beamed at the praise."Well, let's go test your theory!" O.K.!"Grinning like an idiot, she cheerfully followed me. My original plan was to let her spend a day embarrassing the hell out of herself, but seeing the bitch's brain melt before me had given me an itch that needed.