For a second she almost made a lunge for Emily determined to scratch her eyes out but she knew however satisfying it might be it would also seal her fate. So another day in just her thin shift, her charms almost totally displayed with every move she made. The voyage was supposed to last ten days, they had probably lost a day due to the storm and so they had another four or so days left, she wasn't sure she could cope that long. The next day yielded a surprising spectacle to watch, not one involving her which Tracey was glad of. Four naked slaves were brought up on desk, three males and one female, all four were tightly secured to a wooden frame and one by one whipped. Tracey had no idea what infringement of the ships laws the slaves had made but she found the whole event quite erotic. The japanese whole ships crew were present as well as Emily and Tracey and of course the male slaves naked bodies excited Tracey again. This time it was bright day light and she had a better view of blowjob the enormous penises, a sight that never failed to quicken her blood. Each male was a fine specimen and seeing them writhe against their bonds asian in agony as the whip struck their backs was exquisite Brunette to see. She was sure they were in agony as well as the man whipping them was certainly not holding back, striking the men as hard as he could. Each slave took their whipping stoically though and even though their backs were running with blood by the time the man stopped barely a sound came from the slaves lips. Funnily enough it was the sight of the naked female slave being whipped that got her juices flowing the most. She was a beauty with firm perk breasts and not an ounce of fat on her. Despite her being a Negro and a slave Tracey could appreciate how attractive she was. Unlike the men before her she did make a noise when the lash of the whip hit her. Loud piercing screams came from her and she twisted and strained against her bonds making Tracey feel as though she herself could feel the whip. Once again the man used all his effort to whip her, making no allowance for her sex and Tracey could sense the excitement in the air from the watching crew members who were also enjoying the sight of the naked girl being whipped. Tracey didn't count how many lashes the girl received but by the time the interracial man finished she was hanging limply against the frame, unable to support herself any longer, She was cut down and carried back below deck with the men and the crew dispersed, the days entertainment evidently over. Tracey must of looked as flushed as she felt as Emily looked at her and giggled, “My, my Tracey, you do look as though you would enjoyed that.” She could only blush and hope Emily did not continue. “Maybe I should arrange to have you whipped tomorrow, I'm sure the crew would enjoy seeing a white woman treated like that.” Emily smiled evilly. “Oh please don't.” Tracey squealed, yes she'd been excited buy the scene but she couldn’t imagine how much pain the slaves had suffered and she didn't want to! She's just a little Brunette over-excited.” "We love you too!" That's not negotiable." About an hour later a car pulled up and another delivery boy hoped out. Each step she took towards the club brought her closer to sweet release, and it was hard to keep herself from pushing through the crowd, sprinting down towards the alleyway she was headed for. I woke up sitting up in my bed trying to scream but couldn’t as no sound would come out. Every faint detail was taken care of by the owners of this boutique. "I dealt with some problems," was all he said before japanese cradling her. He fucked her while he was standing and lifting her up and down blowjob on his cock, as when he did asian when she was a baby and he was rocking her on his knees. She signals me to stand up. Her hands slip underneath my bra and start to pull it up. You're on spring break then right?" “But Candice is into it. I still interracial do volunteer work at the clinic one day a week. I felt a love for that girl. A Clara that suddenly breaks into a grin and informs you she knows what you want, and if you can keep up. Because of the bushes the blinds were wide open and they could see the entire living room. I said suck!” “...and I eventually tell her that I’m at the bar after job hunting and shit.” This meant that if I played with myself, it would get hard, but I wouldn’t actually FEEL any pleasure and would ultimately never cum. I forgot about the game until they asked the question at the door.