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The idea seemed outrageous to Tracey, the coral was not a private place at all and apart from the appraiser several males were idly standing around, staff and slaves, and all were watching the group of girls with excited interest. To her dismay though several of the other girls immediately started undoing their dresses obviously used to following orders, an action that drew even more interest from the onlookers. O fcourse the idea of being naked in a public place was outrageous but what choice did she have so slowly and with some hesitation Tracey started to do the same feeling that she had no choice. It wasn't long before the first girl was bare naked and standing in the full glare of the sun and the excited people watching seemingly without embarrassment. Tracey was the last one undressed and she stood much more hesitantly completely naked. In her days at the saloon she had showed herself titjob off on numerous occasions but never as publicly or as blatantly as this and to say she was embarrassed would be an understatement. It soon got even worse when Tilly went around collecting the discarded clothes leaving Tracey feeling even more naked. What followed was nothing short of degrading, every inch of her was poked,prodded, sqiuezed and pulled and all in the full glare of the sweltering sun and all in full view of anyone who wanted to watch, and there was an ever increasing number of people who wanted to watch! Of course it wasn't only tits Tracey that was being examined, the other five girls were getting exactly the same treatment. Finally after an hour he made all six girls trot around the edge of the coral for ten minutes, boobs bouncing, as if they were prize ponies. Coming to an exhausted stop and by now not concerned by her nakedness, Tracey stood in line in front of Emily and the grinning man who was obviously enjoying his “work”. “A fine group of fillies ma'am.” he laughed to Emily. “Yes but which one is huge naturaltits worth most on the block?” Emily asked. “Oh this one without a doubt, she will fetch you a pretty penny I'm sure.” the man replied pointing directly at a startled Tracey. “Really.” squeaked Emily delighted. “Oh yes definitely, she has a pretty face and big heavy breasts that demand to be played with and she is not marked yet?” “No, I was going to but our blacksmith is away on business.” Emily said. “Well that is good fortune for you ma'am, buyers prefer unmarked girls, she could tittyjob pass as pure white.” “She is pure white.” giggled Emily. “Oh so much the better.” the man laughed, “how did you acquire her may I ask?” “I happened to be at the docks in town when her boat came in from England, she was unaccompanied and in need of assistance so I had some papers drawn up for her and now she is legally mine.” Emily smiled. “Oh very good, most unaccompanied white pussy that comes on boats ends up on the block shortly after arriving on these shores, it is a good form of business for some folk.” the man laughed casually. “Well it certainly was for me, she didn't cost me a penny.” Emily giggled. “Well she will make you a fine profit then when you sell her.” and both of them laughed uproariously as if turning poor white girls that had just arrived in the country into slaves was a huge joke! Of course Tracey didn't want to be sold, this was just a game as far as she was concerned. A game that had gone too far maybe and she shouldn't of agreed to let it go this far but still just a game that she could put a stop too. Like the other girls she was dismissed and walking back to their hut they found their clothes inside and despite the heat it still felt good to be covered again. As evening fell and knowing that her husband was away Tracey took all her courage in hand and marched up to the house and demanded to see Emily. Emily feigned surprise to see her, “I expected you up here before but I assumed you were enjoying your new life too much.” she grinned. Tracey demanded an end to the situation and that she thought it would be best if she ended her visit in the morning and spend her time back at the hotel while she arranged the train back home. To Tracey's surprise Emily did not put up much of an objection. She had expected her to protest, tell her that the blacksmith was due back soon etc. especially as she was so highly appraised, but Emily seemed to accept Tracey's decision and apart from making her spend her last night at the plantation still in the fancy girls hut she was most agreeable. The next morning Tracey was quite excited, she was disappointed that this trip had not turned out to be the long stay she had hoped for but she knew that to stay any longer would almost certainly result in her enslavement, something that was exciting in night-time fantasies busty but not so in the reality of broad daylight! With barely a farewell from Emily Tracey was soon on her way on the long journey by buggy to town. The buggy and slave driver had been loaned by Emily and the conversation was sparse between the two and the time before she was outside the hotel seemed to last for ever. “So good! She stood up and took her shirt and bra off. This sets off tittyjob his own as he drives his entire shaft into her pussy, holding it there as he came. I could feel that decision before me that darkness I could leap into. Then I instructed her to lie across the bed leaving the towel on. Both girls were panting with desire when the guys rolled between their legs and easily slid into the girls. She knew better. That’s a lot of fucking cocaine huge naturaltits and all of it’s garbage.” My! As I walked into our bedroom, I heard sounds coming from Sara’s room. And, like Jake, he had a cute little butt to top it all off. She wrung me dry, her wanton cunt hungry for every drop. I did manage to lose it once when I really held my stomach in when I was in a dress shop. I guess this is what I'm trying to say Miranda. “Yep.” I responded: “Will do. The flight back to LA was uneventful, however, when we landed it was still raining in LA. I don’t know where all the rain came from, but it was starting to busty become annoying. He had a very tiring day yesterday. “Have a good day at work, honey,” she told him before they kissed and the tits door closed. “It’s a true marvel,” Tera said, squeezing my arm encouragingly, “a miracle of nature.” She squealed in response. So, I’m just going to give this to you and you can make up your mind about what to do. I begin to speed up stroking myself. Azra groaned. She brought her hands forward to cup his shaft and stroke her pussy lips, titjob parting her legs a little in the hopes that he would relieve her right then and there.