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Emily stood and seemed to think about her answer for a few seconds. “Well yes technically but once she carried the mark of a fancy girl she will be one forever, there won't be any escape from her fate then. What do you think Tracey, should I ask the blacksmith to brand that pretty little rump of yours?” she smiled. Now the idea appalled Tracey, as Emily had said, a brand was permanent and despite her protestations would confirm her status as a fancy girl forever not just two days. On the other hand why did the idea turn her on so much, she knew she was moistening at the very thought as she stood there and so instead of saying an emphatic no, as she knew she should, she instead lowered her head and said, “Well that is your choice, I do seem to be in your charge after all.” “Yes your right,” Emily smiled amused, “maybe it would be the best thing to do, settle your status here once and for all.” Without raising her head Tracey uttered, “I am sure whatever you choose will be the wisest decision Mistress.” Emily giggled delighted at Tracey's form of addressing her, “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 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 blowjob 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 worse than be married to her husband! She knew it could of course, she would effectively be a slave, facial 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 were her 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 Hardcore 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 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 pussylicking her as one of their own but all the time she could only wonder when Emily would return with a wicked smile cumshot 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.” I mean no, ma’am... “OMG, what did you make me do this time?” Anna asked her friend as she was straightening her sweater. Okay?” I squeezed around her girl-dick, aching for my bliss. Her fingers found the entrance to my cunt. The next day I stayed at home but couldn't help to only think about what I could make my daughter do that night. His hands felt so good on my tits, I almost decided to fuck him right there on the hood of his car, but I didn’t. I wasn’t finished teasing him yet. She asked. Do you...do you want to take off my panties?" Back at the boat Ethan fucked me on the deck; he couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom. It takes me a couple of tries before I find the right one. I've been letting Uncle Jerry 'dick me' to pay for the rent. She got sick facial until it hurt, then got sick more. He closed his eyes and shivered, pushing his shaft all the way inside her with each thrust as he began to spurt his spunk inside his mother's snatch. Oh God, he was gonna give her control, she remembered seeing Ursula, the fun she was having, “Hell yes,” she exalted. As she undid the zip, she lent back into the door looking at him with a seductive expression. How much did all that cost? How did you do it huh?! Her body trembled, her cheeks flushed. I spread my thighs. She didn’t know about this. And I know cumshot you love pleasing my husband.” She seemed to be measuring its girth. “Then you will consume her, use her up. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that what Chasni was really wanting, was for Rex to breed with her ." I have J on her knees and sucking me and almost nude, our "friend" getting under her and sucking on her tits and has a finger in her from under her. “You can hold my arse cheeks while you fuck me. Call dad and let him know. Just being squeaky clean wasn’t good enough to look after any of my girls, they had to be the best that humanity had to offer, but of course I worried. And before Anju could blowjob open the door, Satish reached her and placing his hands at her sides on the door, imprisoned her in between them. It’s only gay if you do it with another man or I do it with another woman.” “Secure the room. The perks of being in pussylicking management were no time limits on lunch and a handsome compensation that Hardcore fed into my newfound hobby. I held him tight, reveling in him being in my pussy. He couldn't believe what he was doing, as he carefully maneuvered himself onto the tray. We should probably find out what her plans are then. There was another girl across the room wearing tight fitting shorts and a matching top. I pressed my mouth gently against her pussy, looking up at her with a loving gaze as I nodded. When the head of his dick hit my hymen though, the pain was intense. Oh, that was heaven; and Lucy’s moans, screams and convulsions told me that she had an orgasm too.