Jennifer White Fucking And Engulfing

The female slavery Act had been made law five years earlier and was now big business with around fifty percent of the female population of slave age legally registered as Hardcore slaves and the government was always trying to increase that number. Female slavery was big business simply because it played into every mans fantasy of owning a beautiful girl, being her Master and literally doing whatever he wanted to her. A slave was a person with no human rights and if you wanted to sexually torture her to death who cared, that was your right, the police certainly weren’t interested. What you did with your property was your business. Of course most men bought a girl for sex, simple as that, some were bought to work but by far the majority were sex toys. They were cheap and disposable and plentiful. A newly registered slave was sold off at public auctions twice a week down the slave processing centres all over town. Once she was bought from auction though she could be bought and sold many times over privately much like a car only much cheaper. As the number of slaves increased the price fell and an average looking slave could be yours for a tenner nowdays, the prettier ones a few pounds more. That's why the government was always trying to increase the number of slaves for sale, falling prices meant lower tax income so try to compensate by selling more girls. It amateur was good business sense. There were rumours that slavery would be compulsory for all girls at some stage in the future and Tracey didn't doubt it. She had mixed feelings about that, why should half the country's population become the other half’s plaything but on the other hand she had to admit the thought of becoming a slave herself was exciting. She knew it shouldn't be and it would probably turn out to be a horrible existence in reality but in truth she didn't have much experience blowjob with men and the thought of being a mans sexual plaything did make her pussy wet every time she thought about it! Her job currently involved working in the company labs wearing a white coat and working on a new devoicer spray the company was developing. It was actually being problematic, the spray they were testing either devoiced the test girl for four minutes or permanently. Being devoiced permanently wasn't a problem, some owners liked the idea of that, but four minutes was much too short to temporarily devoice them. Some owners liked to hear their girl scream when they hurt them etc. and so did not want them devoiced permanently but they wouldn’t want to spray her every four minutes either. So she was currently working on how to extend the devoicer spray to longer than four minutes but not make it permanent. She wasn't having much luck at the moment and she knew her male bosses were starting to ask questions, the pressure was mounting! As part of her job she needed a constant supply of girls to test the spray on. The company had reached a deal with a local slave centre where their stock could be used as test subjects and then returned to the centre, devoiced or not. anal The one proviso was that Tracey had to go down to the centre to collect the girls. It was only a few hundred yards away and Tracey made the trip twice a week returning with a dozen naked girls each time. A girl couldn't own another girl so Tracey was an unusual sight with her troupe of slaves behind her and she often felt uncomfortable about it, especially the girls nudity. Slaves were always kept naked, a power thing for their owners and a way of showing off their charms to a perspective owner. It was also a way of determining if she was a slave, if the girl was naked in a public place she was a slave, simple as that. It was now commonplace to see nude girls in public, indeed you only had to go to the shopping mall on a Saturday and it would be full of naked creampie girls as owners walked their slaves around showing them off. It was still an unusual sight though to see a fully clothed girl like Tracey leading a dozen naked girls back to the lab. Of course the visit to the slave centre was an ordeal for Tracey anyway. She was often made to wait for her order of girls and waiting by yourself in a slave centre was an embarrassing time. She was teen fascinated by what was going on around her as she waited, girls being bought in, stripped naked and entered onto a computer. To become a slave a girl could either volunteer herself and present herself at a slave processing centre or she could be registered against her will by any man who knew her. Fathers, brothers, uncles, bosses etc. literally any male who knew her name. She had often seen girls bought into the centre while she waited, crying and begging the man with them not to do it but to no avail, she was quickly registered as a slave and carted off to the auction pens awaiting sale. On the other hand she had seen plenty of girls volunteering themselves to be registered and seemingly happy and excited at the prospect of slavery. It was a busy place! On more than one occasion she'd been asked what she was doing while she waited and whether or not she was there to volunteer. The whole thing was incredibly exciting to Tracey and the girls who asked her seemed to pick up on her submissiveness and tried to push her into registering. There was even one memorable time when she was standing waiting and one of the female employees started teasing her about volunteering herself when a man who had been listening came over and interrupted, Oh Daddy, please put your cum in my slave pussy, please. On the other, I was disappointed in myself for not taking care of Jill first. “We’ll be needing more of those in the future, but for now I’m going to clean your nipples with peroxide and then put some cream on them, so they don’t get infected.” Which I did as she screamed teen at the pain inflicted by the peroxide. You're just so good at sucking on my nipples.” Jana grinste mich an. Bringing back the mail would take her an extra 10 minutes each way and therefore late for work. Listen, I have to pass this on to my superiors. “Ooh, you look so naughty doing that,” Courtney moaned. “Yesss baby slut” He hissed “You anal like that don’t you... how about rather than me teaching you everything you just agree to come see the Doctor everyday and he will rub them for you”. My loins were throbbing, while kneeling over her I rubbed myself in between her legs. “This is going to be an interesting night for you.” Yavara guided her new daughter over to me, “This is Prestira, your amateur blood-grandmother.” He looked at me with an attempted straight face “I need to gain access without interference and you don’t want them to get messy do you? It was my turn to moan now, my head instinctively fell back into the fabric of the sofa as she held my dick in her mouth, then with a press forward I felt her throat open to accept my tool. He fucked me longer and harder than he had ever done. As his eyes opened, he saw me Hardcore gazing up blowjob at him, the head of his softening cock still in my mouth. “Gather the kids, and get them settled into the living room. I relaxed and let him position me as he wanted. She raised her eyes to meet his stare. I pulled them up and then kissed them gently. It was subtle, a shifting of gray tones. I know that you have seen some of their private parts, though.” “Oh…Uh…Uh…Uh…just…like...that…” I felt her ass tighten around my tongue as Chloe’s body convulsed with another orgasm. Hailey got a brief glance at the cup and saw that it was about a quarter of the way full by then, and Ben came twice more while getting his loser’s punishment. But you need this. She released the chain from her collar and let Tina creampie dance with both feet firmly on the ground but even if her knees buckled, she wouldn't strangle on the collar. Another intern, Richard Mueller, then asked, “Doctor Bernaldi, what if all these excreted ATO cells get together in the sewers and form a totally new being?”