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“She certainly is, it's been a long time since I have seen a piece of white meat as fine as her, you have done well my dear.” he smiled again. Emily seemed to beam with pleasure at the praise and Tracey wondered how much longer the misapprehension could last. She certainly wasn't the new fancy girl but how else could see explain standing there naked without causing even more embarrassment and humiliation than she was already in. “It seems a shame to put clothes on her, if I had my way she would be forever naked,” he laughed, “but I suppose we must have decency so clothe her and then if you would visit me in my study there is something I wish to discuss with you Emily.” He nodded and then with a final look at the naked Tracey he turned and left. “Oh dear that is a problem, now he thinks your a fancy girl I can't introduce you as my cousin or have you eat with us for example.” Emily sighed as Tracey quickly pulled on a slip offered to her by Tilly. “Oh well, he leaves on business that day after tomorrow so not great harm done, you will have to live with the other fancy girls until then.” she said gaily. ebony As Tracey continued to dress she wondered what living with the other fancy girls would huge entail. Now that she wasn't naked any more couldn't they just explain the silly mix up to him? On hearing the suggestion though Emily bristled with indignation, “Oh no, you quite cum happily stood in front of him buck naked and let him look at you, no decent woman would do such a thing, only harlots and fancy girls would be so shameless, I can't have such a woman associated with me, no you will remain a fancy girl until he leaves and then maybe we will restore you to your rightful place, maybe.” she snapped somewhat sternly. “What do you mean maybe?” Tracey uttered meaning to sound as stern as Emily but instead it came out rather meekly. “Well whatever possessed you to display yourself so wantonly Tracey, maybe you are a harlot after all ?” she sniffed and Tracey had no real answer to her. “Oh well you can't stay here in the main house now, you will have to live with the other fancy girls until we sort this mess out.” Emily huffed. Reluctantly Tracey followed Emily and Tilly out of the bedroom and out of the house to a wooden hut set one hundred yards from the main house and all three entered. The hut was empty and consisted of one large room with beds arranged around the walls, a stove and a table and chairs. In reality it was not a hovel, rather homely, but even so Tracey would rather of been staying in the main house where she was before. “Once the other girls arrive make yourself known to them and I may see you the day after tomorrow.” Emily said and turned to leave. Tracey was slightly panicked now, she did not want to be left alone to mix with strangers who may not like her but instead of saying anything she simply nodded. “Shouldn't she be branded as a fancy girl?”Tilly suddenly asked, making Tracey hate the tits girl. 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 big 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, black I do seem to be in your charge after all.” Mike and I came back here, he fucked me once and left. She procured the roll from my hand. “But how-” The size of her ass cheeks made Kayleigh’s look modest. To which the other two agreed. “That’s what it’s called. I don’t know what name I expected to see but this one meant nothing to me and I puzzled over ebony it. Just keep doing what you’re doing.” She carefully monitored the state of his excitement, and soon his breath began to quicken and she felt the first pulses of his impending orgasm. “Do you like the way the slaves look, naked and helpless?” He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips. Slowly she fingered herself, allowing the juice mixture in cum her pussy to spread all over her soft fingers. “Ahh fine, good” we both stuttered. “Oh, thank you.” She tits drained half huge of it in one swig, wiped her mouth with the back of one hand ere she downed the remainder. She felt ashamed that she saw a bit of blood flow down the bathtub drain along with the water. Make black sure you shave that cunt. I pulled the stopper and turned back to the battered girl in the mirror. Strangely, Manya felt herself obeying him, while she was still gesticulating towards the bathroom door where Deen big was.