μεγάλος κώλος κορίτσι (amirah adara & mea melone) πάρει λαδωμένος/η και βαθιά πρωκτικό καρφωμένα επί σπέρμα video-07

“Does it matter? “ the appraiser bellowed loudly, “Get the iron on her behind and then we will all be sure.” To Tracey's hope the blacksmith still seemed to be looking at her with a lack of determination but then the slave catcher laughed, “Don't delay sir, no need to worry, it's not as if you haven’t applied the iron to plenty of pure white hides before, what's one more.” That seemed to make up the smiths mind as he disappeared back into his shop presumably to heat the branding iron. “No this isn't right.” Tracey wailed but she knew nobody was listening to her. As she struggled she was pulled into the smiths work area, the only relief being that she was now butt out of the sight of the gawking crowd of onlookers. “She won't be so feisty once she feels the heat of the iron against her skin.” the appraiser laughed holding her secure as they approached a blazing brazier complete with the long handle of the iron sticking out. Her breasts heaved at the sight as she started sobbing, there was no way out, she was naked and they meant to brand her condemning her to a life of slavery. The men certainly seemed in no mood for mercy, even the blacksmith was warming to the task. She was led over to a low rail and roughly bent forward over it so that her bottom was presented lewdly high in the air. “She makes a good target for you sir.” she heard someone laugh from behind her and she clenched wondering how much she was showing and how badly this was going to hurt. The answer was not long in coming as the iron was pulled from the fire and although Tracey couldn't see it she knew it must be glowing red. “You are sure gentlemen? There will be no escape for her once she is marked.” she heard the blacksmith ask. “most of the town has seen her naked now,” she heard the appraiser laugh, “what respectable woman would allow that to happen, mark her as a slave.” Then without further warning Tracey's world exploded into a sea of pain as the red hot iron was pressed against her right cheek. She was sure it was held there for minutes but it must of only been seconds but she knew the effect would be permanent. The pain hardly abated when the iron was removed and she felt something cold and wet applied to her bottom. “I never get tired of seeing that, however many times I see it and I've seen it a lot, a posh white woman reduced to a slave in a second.” she was dimly aware of someone laughing behind her and fresh tears coursed through her. “Right string her up till I hear back from her mistress, see what she wants me to do with her.” Almost in a daze the pain was still clouding her mind Tracey was only dimly aware of being dragged out into the open again and a rope attached to her wrists which was then thrown over a large branch of a tree and she was hauled to her feet. They anal didn't stop there though, they kept on pulling her higher and higher until she was standing on tip toes and then even higher until she was a foot off the ground and swinging gently. Despite the pain of the anal sex burn she now had a new pain to contend with, her wrists were supporting her whole weight and hurt dreadfully, could this day get any worse! “Ladies and gentleman, as you can see she has been branded now and is therefore officially a slave, “the appraiser shouted out to anyone who cared to listen,” now although she is someone else's property I'm led big ass to believe that she is willing to sell her at a reasonable price so please feel free to examine the merchandise at your leisure and place any bids Hardcore you may wish to make, I'm sure they will all be carefully considered however low.” She would like to say that the townsfolk treated her with dignity and respect but alas they treated her as a piece of livestock up for sale, inspecting and prodding and poking her to their hearts content as they laughed and joked. Men women and children all had their fun and she could see several men seemingly placing their bis with the appraiser, this included several men who had tired to court her and of course the ubiquitous Mr Johnson who had enjoyed inspecting her thoroughly. She had no idea how long she hung there but she was aware of the sun going down and a lighted lamp being placed beside her so the inspections could carry on. She was aware that although the pain of the brand had subsided somewhat the pain in her wrists had increased! Her shame knew no bounds, nearly all the Bubble Butt town and enjoyed seeing her naked body so lewdly displayed and nearly all treated her humiliation in a casually amused fashion as if it were of no consequence and she wondered how many more white girls had been treated like that before her. Finally the appraiser approached her, “I have received word from your mistress girl,” he growled, “apparently there has been some mistake and you were a free woman after all.” Tracey's heart soared, was she to be set free? “It's regrettable however that word came too late and you are marked as a slave now and so a slave you are. Your mistress has shown her lack of interest in you so I am free therefore to accept any bids for you that I choose to accept. I will leave you here on display for a further day and then consider the bids I have received.” “Tits and Boobs…” he nods. Her Mistress controlled her pain and pleasure and Dawn would do anything to make her Mistress happy. Lily called to no response. I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit girl. “Cum, Danielle, cum!” Everyone was so traumatized. Ginny, like almost everything else Hardcore her innocent friend did, found Hermione’s rants amusing. Then he did it again...and again...and again... “Wish we could just get rid of them all.” Kate did ask if she could help when he started demo day, as she called it. "This is too funny, Merryweather. They want to know when Elise is coming out to see Bubble Butt them. I loved anal feeling his hand spanking my ass. We went to Heidi Longmire’s anal sex home first. I'll big ass lay on the bed with my head lolling down-that should open my throat. “You really don’t mind to take care of us for butt a whole month?” “Nicole… Dave… Glad you could join us,” Emily says, giving us a subtle smirk. 'Oh fuck yes, good girl. Euphoria! He interned with Elisabet Reenburg.