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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
The light was even brighter outside the van and Shanika was momentarily unable to see. She heard her chains clank and jangle as she stumbled out the door and onto a dusty stretch of ground. As her eyes adjusted to the light she saw that a few white men had gathered to watch the new slaves be unloaded.
She could feel the heat of the sun on her naked dark colored flesh. A light breeze blew against her skin, providing a little relief. She looked around, trying to see past the men who were checking out the new arrivals.
She was on the edge of a large dusty courtyard. What appeared to be a weathered looking barn sat to the right side and a larger two storied white clapboard sided building was on the left. On the far side opposite where she stood Shanika saw several rows of wooden benches set in two sections with an aisle between them. At the head of the aisle was a raised platform with steps leading up to it. On the platform was a podium and what appeared to be another, smaller platform also with steps leading up to it. There was a table immediately to the left of the platform. Beyond the platform was a path that led into a wooded are. A few cabins were visible there.
Shanika saw Yolanda and Mr. Richards, whom she'd met at the office yesterday, approaching them. The white man walked slowly past the line of chained colored girls, looking each one over, smiling and shaking his head as saw Leesha's cum drenched face.
"Ok, get these niggers into the barn and get 'em ready," he said to Yolanda. "Some of the boys are already chompin' at the bit to check 'em out so hurry it up. Get rid of the bushes. Leave the braids on those two light skinned bitches, I like 'em, but I want the others shorn."
"Yes, Massa," Yolanda replied and jerked the chain attached to the first girl's collar. "Let's go," she ordered and led the slave girls into the low building. Shanika shuffled along as the chain between her ankles didn't allow her walk normally. Her eyes fixed on Leesha's shapely black ass.
"Well, well," said Yolanda to the long haired girl, the cum starting to dry on her face and breasts, "I see Massa Steve likes you best!" Shanika watched as Yolanda detached her chain from Leesha's collar and led the pretty slave girl to a low walled stall with a wooden stool in it. She couldn't see what was going on, but she could hear the buzz of electric hair clippers. After a few minutes the girl was led back out, her hair cropped to her scalp, her pussy freshly shaved, and tears running down her cheeks.
Yolanda led Leesha to another stall where there was a hose and bucket of soapy water. She took a brush from the bucket and proceeded to scrub the girl's dark brown body from head to toe. Shanika could see her flinch as the brush touched her nipples and between her legs. Replacing the brush into the bucket, she hosed her down. Finally she returned the dripping girl to where the others stood and watched. Without her long hair it was hard to believe she was the same girl.
"All right, missy, your turn," Yolanda said. She released Shanika's collar from the chain of the girl behind her and led her to the stall. "Sit," she said as if talking to a dog. She proceeded to cut off Shanika's hair. She had never worn her hair so short, she felt the sensation of cool air on her scalp.
"Stand now," ordered Yolanda. She traded places with Shanika and sat on the stool herself. Yolanda used the clippers to shear the negro slave girl's pubic hair off. Next she produced a razor and shaving cream and shaved her pussy smooth. Shanika had never been more naked in her life. She was then led to the next stall.
"Do you have to pee?" asked Yolanda. It had been long trip and she hadn't relieved herself since she left home what seemed so long ago.
"Yes," she replied. "Where do I go?"
"Right here!" she laughed. "Where do you think you are, missy? If you've gotta pee, you better squat over the drain and let it go. You won't have another chance for a while."
Shanika hadn't prepared herself for this indignity. Not only was she to be led around naked by a chain like some kind of animal, but she would have to relieve herself with an audience.
"Well? Get on with it!" Yolanda said impatiently.
Finally Shanika squatted over the drain as instructed. She could hear the sound of her urine splashing on the concrete floor near the drain. She stood when she was finished, but she couldn't look at Yolanda even as she got the brush out of the bucket and started scrubbing her down.
The brush was rough and it hurt her skin. She winced as she felt the stiff bristles on her sensitive nipples. Yolanda continued to scrub her, almost as if she was washing a car.
"Spread those legs," she ordered. "The Massas don't like a nasty coochie."
Shanika did as she was told and spread her legs, exposing her sensitive sex to the harsh bristles. The scrubbing left her skin feeling raw.
Yolanda worked down her legs and then hosed her off with cold water. Her nipples hardened and she broke out in goose flesh. She was thoroughly humiliated by this treatment. Naked, virtually hairless, forced to urinate in front of Yolanda, and finally hosed off like a farm animal. She wondered what she must look like now.
Yolanda led Shanika by her collar chain back to where the other black girls were standing. She took Nydia next, and one by one Shanika watched as her fellow slaves were shorn, shaved, and scrubbed. Only Shonelle and Traleen were spared the shearing since Mr. Richards liked their braids.
"Time for you to look pretty," Yolanda told them as she reconnected the daisy chain of collared slave girls. "The auction will be held once the bidders have had a chance to look you all over."
She led them out into the courtyard. Again Shanika couldn't see immediately as her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight. The sun felt good on her naked flesh, warming her after being hosed down with cold water.
There were eye bolts mounted as anchors every ten feet or so on the side of the barn they had just come out of. There was a wooden stool at each station. One by one Yolanda disconnected a slave's collar chain and attached it to an anchor until all six women were so chained.
Yolanda walked away as two men approached, looking over the human merchandise. They were immediately drawn to Leesha, who stood seemingly unaware of her surroundings. Probably still stunned over the loss of her hair and the earlier rape of her mouth by the driver.
Then they walked over to Shanika. "This nigger is kind of chunky, don't you think, Dave?" asked the first man.
"Yeah, but she's got a nice pair of boobs," replied the second. Then to Shanika, "Turn around, nigger. Let's see that black ass."
Shanika shuffled her feet and turned around to display her ass for the two men.
"Bend over so I can see the goods, proper like," said Dave.
She did as she was told. She couldn't spread her legs too far apart because of the chain.
"Shit, man, I can't hardly see her cunt! Fucking chain won't let her legs spread out. Sit down and spread those legs, nigger. I want a better look at that coochie." She sat and spread her legs to show the men her freshly shaved pussy.
"That's more like it!" said Dave. "I like this one's pussy, Rick. Sometimes they're too pink. I like a nigger with nice black pussy lips like this bitch here."
"Yeah, not bad. Not bad at all," replied Rick. "I still want to check out those fat light skinned niggers, though. Eddie says the old bitch's the mother of two young ones!"
"No shit!" exclaimed Dave. "Man, wouldn't that be sweet? I'd fuck the daughter while her mama sucks my balls! I bet they sell 'em as a set, what do you think?"
"If they do, they won't be cheap."
The two men lost interest in Shanika after a moment as she displayed her most intimate parts to them. They wandered off to look at Nydia who was attached to the station next to Shanika, a few yards away. She watched as they had that girl turn for them then sit and spread her legs as Shanika had done for them.
After a few minutes another man walked over to where Shanika sat. He was middle aged and balding.
"Stand up, nigger," he said. Shanika struggled to her feet under the man's gaze.
"You know how to suck cock?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
"Any good at it?" he smirked.
"Yes, sir, I can suck cock good."
"Ever take a cock up the ass?"
"No, sir. Never."
"I may just put in a bid on you. Get me a piece of that fat black ass of yours. I bet it's nice and tight since it ain't been fucked. You ain't lying to me are you, nigger?"
"No, sir. I ain't lying." Shanika wished this man would go away. It was bad enough to be displayed like this without this disgusting white man going on about fucking her up the ass.
"Bend over and spread your cheeks so I can see for myself just how virgin that black asshole is."
She did as he ordered, turning, bending over, and spreading her ass cheeks for him. After a minute of not hearing anything further from him she looked around behind her only to discover he had moved over to check out Nydia. Shanika stood, waiting for the next potential buyer.
After a minute or two a couple approached. It was Debbie from Mr. Richards office and a young white man she hadn't seen before.
"This nigger's hot, Bobby," said Debbie. "She came out of Uncle Carl's office yesterday all hot and bothered. I mean I could smell her pussy from across the room. I know he doesn't fuck the niggers when he interviews 'em, so she must have just been gettin' off prancin' around naked for him."
"No shit!" Bobby replied to Debbie, but his eyes were fixed on Shanika's nude black body.
"No shit. I checked her cunt and it was drippin'! Fuckin' nigger started humping my hand she was so horny!" Debbie smirked at Shanika who hung her head in shame as the young white couple talked about her as if she wasn't there.
"Damn!" exclaimed Bobby still staring at Shanika's bare breasts. "You mean you fingered her pussy? I didn't know you liked girls."
"Jesus, Bobby!" Debbie rolled her eyes. "It's not that I like girls. There's just something about playin' with some horny nigger like that. She can't do shit about it. Just take it and like it. It's just the power, I guess. The power to do what I want with her and make her do shit. That's what I like. Don't you?"
"Yeah, I like that," said Bobby. "I want to buy her, Debbie. Buy her and fuck her. Is that ok with you? I mean it's not like I'm fucking some other girl or anything. She's just some nigger. It's almost like whacking off."
"Oh, I think you'd like that pussy better'n your hand!" laughed Debbie. "Go ahead. Buy the nigger and fuck her if you want. But let me play with her, too."
Debbie looked Shanika in the eye and licked her lips. "So would you like that, girl? Want me to play with that pussy?"
Shanika cast her eyes down. "Yes, ma'am."
"How about my boyfriend fucks me and then you eat me?" Debbie asked. "You want to suck my pussy, you nigger dyke?"
Shanika looked around without looking either of them in the eye. "Yes, ma'am." She could see Bobby shifting uncomfortably, trying to hide his hard on.
"Yes, ma'am, what, you stupid bitch?" Debbie was enjoying humiliating the black slave girl.
"Yes, ma'am, I want to suck your pussy."
Debbie laughed. "I bet you do." She turned to Bobby. "Let's go check out the others."
Debbie and Bobby walked over to torment Leesha leaving Shanika alone for the moment.
Another young white man approached Shanika. He was alone and just stood drinking in the vision of the naked black slave girl.
"Hi, there," he said. "What's your name?"
She didn't think she could be surprised by anything, but this question did it. "Shanika, sir."
"Hi, Shanika. I'm Roy. Is this your first time here? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Yes, sir."
"I think you're pretty. Do you mind having to be naked outside here with all these guys looking at you?"
"No, sir."
"I was thinking of bidding on you," said Roy. "Would you lift your arms and put your hands behind your head for me? I really like the way that makes a woman's breasts hang. You've got such beautiful breasts."
Shanika did as Roy asked and put her hands behind her head.
"That's hot. I love that pose. Could you get on you knees like that? And spread you legs? That's my favorite pose for a girl."
She kneeled down before Roy, spreading her legs as far as she could for him.
Roy reached in his pants to adjust his hard on. "Man, that's hot! You are so hot! If I put in the high bid for you, do you think I could, you know, do it with you?"
"Yes, sir," Shanika said, looking up at him from her knees. "You could do whatever you wanted with me. I'd be your slave."
"Wow, that would be great!" exclaimed Roy. "Just what could I do with you?"
"You could do anything, sir. You could fuck me. In my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass. Between my tits. Anything."
"Would you like that? Would you want me to do that to you?" asked Roy.
"Yes, sir," she replied, "I'd like that."
"So, how come you're a slave?" he asked.
"Because I'm a nigger, sir."
"I better go. I'll be bidding on you, Shanika."
"Thank you, sir." Shanika watched from her knees as Roy walked off.
The sun continued to beat down on the chained slave girls. Yolanda appeared carrying a bucket of water. She offered a cup of water to each girl. When it was her turn Shanika gulped the water down greedily, holding the cup in her cuffed hands. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was. Yolanda scooped another cup of water for her and then went to Nydia with the water bucket leaving Shanika alone again.
Shanika saw that there were more men here now. Occasionally another slave was led by and fastened to an empty station. She hadn't seen these girls before and she imagined that they had already been here for awhile and were about to be resold. Some were young, not even twenty. She saw a skinny woman with short cropped hair and small droopy breasts who had to be old enough to be Shanika's mother being led by. A couple of them were quite fat with huge breasts. One was pregnant. All were black and naked except for their chains. She noticed that all of them drew interest where they were on display for potential buyers.
In the center of the courtyard, the benches were beginning to fill with the white men and the occasional white woman who had been inspecting the displayed slaves.
Mr. Richards stepped to the podium. "All right, folks. Get to your seats. We're going to start with the short term sales. All bids on these niggers are for a day. After that we'll move on to longer terms. We'll start in ten minutes."
The white folks continued to take their seats. Shanika again felt a knot in her stomach. She had just spent a couple of hours naked in the hot sun, her private parts on display to these white strangers, many of whom talked about her and her body amongst themselves as if she wasn't there hearing every word. That experience had been humiliating enough, but now she was to be sold like livestock to whoever would pay the most for a day of her forced servitude. Her body to be used for their pleasure like some kind of fuck toy.
Yolanda came for Leesha first. She unclipped her chain from the anchor and led her through the crowd to the platform. Leesha looked scared and just looked down at her feet as she climbed the stairs to the platform and then again up the stairs to the block where all could see her fine naked body. She raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head, looking down the whole time.
"Ok," said Mr. Richards. "Let's begin. Now this nigger is a first time slave. Nice and young the way I know you like 'em. Just look at these tits! Firm and full. Fine tight ass, nice figure. I bet she's got a sweet pussy on her, too. I'm gonna start her off at 100. Do I hear 100?" A hand went up.
"I've got 100, how about 125? 125?" Another hand went up. The bidding continued until Leesha went for 400 to the fat man who asked Shanika if she'd ever been fucked in the ass. Shanika knew what he had in mind for Leesha.
Leesha's expression didn't change as Yolanda led her down the steps and presented her charge to her new owner, who led her away into the big house to enjoy his purchase.
Next up was a big black girl who might have been in her early twenties or younger. Each of her breasts was almost as big as her head, the dark areolas were so big she probably couldn't completely cover them with her hand. Her massive mammaries and big black ass shook as Yolanda led her up the stairs to the block. Her thighs were so big that her shaved pussy was barely visible as she displayed herself to the bidders.
The bidding got up to 500. A grey haired white man, who wasn't much more than half the slave girl's weight, stepped forward to claim her. He smiled happily as he led the big colored girl towards the main house, her black ass shaking and her chains jingling as she shuffled behind him.
The auction continued. Yolanda had gone over to the display area and returned to the platform leading a skinny dark colored woman with small sagging breasts, who looked to be in her forties. She hung her head down as she displayed her body to the bidders, hands behind her head, legs spread as far as her ankle chains would allow. The opening bid of 100 wasn't met and she went for 50 to heavy set white man in a plaid shirt and overalls.
The poor negress suffered more indignity when the man forced her to follow him like a dog on her hands and knees across the dusty courtyard as he pulled on her chain. She had difficulty keeping up with him with her wrists chained together. Her chains rattled and her drooping breasts swung as she crawled. She fell forward into the dirt a couple of times making her new master wait as she struggled back to her hands and knees.
A slender girl who looked more Asian than African in spite of her brown skin fetched 400. A pair of college aged white boys seemed eager to enjoy their purchase as they went into the woods towards the cabins. The one holding her chain tugged at the petite girl hard enough that she stumbled on her tethered ankles several times as they led her away.
A pregnant slave girl who was black as onyx went for 300 to a well dressed young man about Shanika's age. He rubbed the negro girl's bulging belly and squeezed her swollen breasts as she stood passively with her eyes downcast before taking her off to serve his pleasure.
Yolanda then came for Shanika. She heard her chains jingle as Yolanda led her, shuffling towards the platform and up the stairs onto the block. "Raise your arms, hands behind head, legs spread" whispered Yolanda. Shanika complied.
Mr. Richards began again. "This is one fine negress here boys. She's hot to trot I can tell you. You fellas who like a real nigger type are gonna love her. Just check out these big ol' titties! Look at the size of the nips on 'em! Yeah, she's got a bit of a belly on her, but, man, that ass! She's ready to fuck, I'm tellin' you! Let's start her off at 100. How about 100?"
The sun shone in Shanika's eyes and she couldn't make out who was bidding on her.
"Ok, 100. 125?" Mr. Richards continued. "I've got 125, who'll go 150?, 150, who'll go 175, ok, 200? 200, good, 225? 225 it is, how about $250? 250? This nigger is a fine one, boys, I ain't lyin'. Let me here 250!"
There was a pause in the bidding. Shanika strained to see who was bidding. "225 once. 225 twice. Sold for 225!"
Shanika had just been sold.
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