Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal


Chapter 3 - The Auction


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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