Whore-stock was rare. The Masters and Mistresses who would buy us had tobe registered with the federal government to train new slaves, it was evenrare... for them to come across whore-stock. They were highly paid and wellrespected people in society and whatever money they made from selling usthey got to split with the state, so needless to say they trained us well. It was the morning of my 16 th birthday,the day I would be sold. I was taken to a large exam room and my diaperwas taken off. I was. I didn't try to interrupt but followed her example a bit more slowly.Taking her by the upper arms, I rolled backwards onto the bed pushing her to one side. I moved down and, caressing her breasts, began to suck on her nipples. It took no time at all before she started growling so I backed off and said:"On your hands and knees!"She did and there was that beautifully shaped, satin-smooth bottom presented to me in all its glory. Despite my lust, I gazed at it drinking in its loveliness. It was a. I told her husband to stand by us and hold her skirt up so her ass and pussy stayed exposed. He held her skirt up, and I slipped a finger into his mouth and told him to get it wet. and then I reached down, spread her ass cheeks, and worked my finger into her ass. He seemed in a trance as I finger fucked her ass....and I gave her permission to masterbate at the same time. As I loosened her asshole he pulled his cock out and stroked it and kept quietly telling me to use her anyway I wanted. . This was thoroughly humiliating for her. Good.Baby finished cutting through the shirt and sat up straight, putting one hand under each half of the shirt. She slowly moved her hands up toward Cunt's chest, caressing her stomach as the shirt fell away to either side. This girl knows how to be sexy!Baby then cut through the sleeves so the shirt was fully open. I reached over and pulled it out from under her."Mistress thinks you are pretty!" Baby said, caressing Cunt's upper body with both hands,.