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“You seem to know already who is in charge here.” Tilly go and alert the blacksmith that his services may be required very soon.” The black girl scampered out of the door with a triumphant smile on her face and alone now Emily approached Tracey. “I know this is an exciting little game cousin but once you feel the heat of the iron there is no going back, if anyone has the slightest suspicion in asian the future that you are trying to pass yourself off as a free white woman one look at your rump will prove that you are a slave and you will be treated as one.” “I am well aware of the danger Emily,” Tracey replied raising her head and looking her cousin in the eye, “I still stay that as mistress of this land it is your decision.” Emily squeaked in delight, “Well in that case I decide to brand you.” she giggled and on saying that she spun round and walked out. Tracey had no idea why she had acted as she did, she certainly did not want to be permanently branded and the consequences that would bring on the other hand she was feeling totally submissive, ever since she had stood naked in front of Emily's husband. The whole idea of being a fancy girl was strangely attractive , could it be any orgasm worse than be married to her husband! She knew it could of course, she would effectively be a slave, a white slave but still a slave. Somebody else’s property. How was she going to get out of this, she had just told her cousin that she was free to brand her and that was what Emily intended to do! While she stood pondering her fate the door suddenly opened and the room was full of girls her age, giggling and looking at her curiously. They were all very pretty and barely dressed , wearing just small towels wrapped loosely around their bodies. It was obvious that these japanese were her doggy style living companions, real life fancy girls. Introductions were made and the girls seemed to accept her as one of their own and within a minute of entering the room the towels were discarded and Tracey found herself surrounded by five completely naked girls! They didn't seem to be in the least bit embarrassed as they painted their toenails and any other pampering that needed doing and Tracey had ample opportunity to observe the brands on each pretty bottom which clearly denoted what these girls were. Five minutes later the door opened again and in came Emily, the girls although naked were not embarrassed at all and all curtsied as the lady of the house came in. “I see you've been making friends Tracey.”, she said amused, “I've just come to tell you that the blacksmith is currently away in town picking up some supplies so your branding will have to wait., in the meantime settle in here and make yourself at home with your sisters, I may see you in a blowjob few days.” and with that she was gone and Tracey was left alone surrounded by five naked girls! Over the course of the next two days she soon found out that the life of a fancy girl was fairly mundane. All they seemed to do was sit around gossiping and sewing with no real work to do, yes they had to keep their room tidy etc. but that was pretty simple work. The girls were friendly enough to Tracey and treated her as one of their own but all the time she could only wonder when Emily would return with a wicked smile on her face and say her husband had gone and she was free to return to the big house and reclaim her previous life. Then on the second full day Emily did return but it was with a completely different proposition! Apparently a slave appraiser was visiting the next day and she had decided to get all the fancy girls appraised as well. “But I was hoping to return to the main house.” Tracey almost wailed. “All in good time maybe, but wouldn't it be fun to find out your true worth if you were put on the block.” Emily giggled. Although Tracey could see the attraction she also knew the idea could be fraught with danger. “What if the man recognises me at some future party etc.” she asked with a hint of desperation. “Oh there's no danger of that.” Emily smiled before continuing, “ he's not from around here, after tomorrow you will probably never see him again.” Tracey had to admit that despite her trepidations it was an exciting thought, to be assessed by a man who would only be judging her value based on her beauty and figure, like a prize animal and with Emily's assurances that it would just be a giggle she found herself nodding her head in agreement. The next morning all six girls were raised early by a young black boy as always, although Tracey always wondered why as they had little to fill the days once up. She actually saw the appraiser arrive. What an adaptable little bird you are.” A brilliant flare of indigo rippled about my blade. *"So that's a keep going?" And, given that James had been the only one on site the night before, it was obvious that he at least had something to do with it. As she saw my 8.5 inch cock fully hard, she goes, mmmm, my new sex slave has a really nice cock, I am going to enjoy this! Her lips caressed my blowjob stomach, whispering all the time, when she lowered my panties and opened my legs, I heard her say hello to my lower lips, I could feel her fingers on me as she eased them apart. She grinds against him, stroking his cock with her ass. It was a tactile pleasure just to have her fingers on it. His right hand began sliding up her back, under her T-shirt as his left slid beneath the waistband of her bottoms. As the sight in the mirror was pleasing to her eyes the sound of the front door opening had her sliding up to the hallway and then down doggy style to the kitchen. I took a deep breath, expecting this reaction from my Hispanic friend. I kept fucking her unconscious body till I came. 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