You decide not to take risks. You must obey the orders of this muscular black man.

You understand that you will have to follow the orders of this dangerous black bandit. Otherwise, you risk causing very unpleasant consequences.

Therefore, you obediently get out of bed. You go to the bathroom. You see that on the table in the bathroom there is your pinkish handbag with cute heart-shaped patterns. Inside this handbag there are only women's cosmetics. Obviously, Thomas took your smartphone and all your money from your purse.

You look at your face in the wall mirror. You see that the lipstick on your lips is smeared, that your mascara is running, that traces of sperm are noticeable on your cheeks, on your chin and on your lips.

You hear Queeny's voice in your head: "That big black guy is right. You really need to update your feminine makeup a little, Joanna. Although, personally, I think the traces of fragrant and tasty sperm on your cute face are very funny and pleasant! Ha! Ha!"

You mentally ask the ghost: “Are you, like this black bandit, going to call me by the female name “Joanna”? Do you like to humiliate me, Queeny?”

Queeny answers you: “There is no humiliation in this message. It is simply an acknowledgment of a fact that exists in reality. You will have to understand that your own life will never be the same after a huge black dick fucked your sissy anal hole! I I don’t want to support in your mind the untenable illusions about your imaginary masculinity. You were not a real man even before the big black dick fucked your anus. You were always a weak, effeminate, weak-willed person. And after that black bandit “plucked your cherry" the fact that you are not a man, but a sissy girl, has become completely undeniable! So, just accept the fact that you are a white sissy girl named Joanna!"

You were sadly aware that you were now a sissy girl named Joanna to Queenie too.

You washed your face and you updated your makeup.

Then, you went to the kitchen and you started preparing food for Thomas. It took you a considerable amount of time to prepare the food.

When the food was finally prepared, Thomas sat down at the kitchen table and began to eat. You would also like to eat, but Thomas forbade you to do so.

He said with a grin, "My man food is not meant for a white sissy gurl like you! A special diet won't hurt you! After all, white girls often like to diet! Ha! Ha!"

You were **** to endure this latest humiliation from Thomas.

When Thomas finished eating, he called on his phone and talked to someone for 5 minutes. You couldn't understand the topic of his conversation.