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“They certainly do Miss, girls like you are two a penny I am sure you will be sleeping in a slave pen tonight awaiting sale in the morning, in fact I guarantee it.” he chuckled. With a final long look at her now heaving bosom he left her carriage leaving her alone with her own excited thoughts. Why did the thought of slavery excite her so much? Maybe because they didn't have any form of it where she came from and certainly not for white women! All she knew was that her hands were clasped very tightly in her lap! The train seemed to take an interminably long time to reach New Orleans and as it got closer and closer to the great City the temperature seemed to rise high and higher. Tracey was glad she'd worn such a low cut dress and had even surreptitiously undid another stay around her back so that the dress hung even lower, dangerously low! But the heat warranted the risk. Finally the train pulled into the japan station and she was overwhelmed with the hustle and bustle of the concourse. As mentioned she had barely left the confines of her house recently and the swarming mass of people suddenly surrounding her almost took her breath away. She did manage to procure a station porter to move her luggage. For the first night in the City she was staying alone in the station hotel and Emily would arrive in the morning and take her to her plantation. As she gamely followed the porter through the crowds she was aware that she was drawing a lot of blowjob attention from the people they pushed through, especially as her dress was threatening to spill its contents out into full view at every step! She was also aware that several of the people looking at her were shady looking men who did not seem japanese to be very pleasant and Tracey wondered if these were the aforementioned slave traders! Maybe the presence of the porter made them back off though and in any case none approached her. The hotel foyer seemed pleasant enough and the young lady asian at reception handled her registration with suitable speed and she was soon ensconced in her room which overlooked the concourse from which she had just arrived. Unpacking she placed the hateful letter of introduction in a bedside drawer before taking her dresses etc. out of the packing cases and carefully hanging them up. She had no idea if she had brought suitable attire but it would have to do, it was all she had! Once satisfied that everything was in its rightful place she called down for some tea and relaxed into a small chair looking out of the window high above the still bustling platform. Once her tea was delivered she contented herself with watching all the people below her. Another train arrived, she knew not where from and spewed forward its cargo of passengers onto the already busy platform. She watched as single men darted off importantly and families called out for cabs to take them to their destination. Several single women had alighted along the length of the train and she noticed that almost without fail they were quickly approached by the same shady men that she had noticed before. They seemed to be offering the ladies their assistance and each lady was happy to follow them off the platform and out of Tracey's sight. She could only wonder if each lady received the assistance she required or if the men massage had some other purpose in mind for them! Eventually tiredness overcame her and without pulling the shades,she was high enough up she reasoned, she lay on the large bed and let sleep take it's hold. She reckoned it was approximately five pm when she'd laid down and she awoke with a start at just gone midnight. An arriving train had blown its steam whistle and the noise had woken her. Groggily she had gotten off the bed and looked out of the window. The platform below was much less crowded at the time of night, indeed the only people on it appeared to be the shady men and the alighting passengers. The men were much more aggressively approaching any lone female passenger this time, obviously emboldened by the time of day. As Tracey watched several women were being led off the platform by the men holding them by the arms looking much more sinister, their purpose much more clear now. Tracey did think of going down there to see if she could help the poor women in any way but she decided against it, what help could she give and anyway if she went down there she was likely to end up a target for the men herself! So she stayed by the window watching as almost every woman by herself was led forcibly away no doubt to tart a new life they had not expected when coming to New Orleans. Or perhaps some had expected it? "Sure . . ." as she unsnapped the top button, zipped down the front of her shorts and let them slide to her ankles. “About this much should do it.” I made an ‘OK’ sign with my right hand, showing her the size her hole needed to be. “I see that you had a good time...I will get you back tonight” she says as she rests her hand on my chest. I shifted down the bed slightly which changed the angle I was massage in her, she arched her back then moved her legs further apart. “What? We had a shower, and went to the swimming pool. And guess who is on that list, her eyes got big and she said Greg, I said yep. She clung to me, moaning and whimpering as I kissed and sucked her tits and kneaded her ass cheeks! Jill and I took up a spot near the front entrance way. Mom's prompt obedience pleased Aunt Bella, and she said, “There, that's it, let me see your pussy and how wet it is. Your panties appear to be soaked." 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