Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal


Chapter 4 - The First Master


Yolanda led Shanika down the steps to the front of the platform.  The
chain connecting her ankles clanked on the steps.  Her new owner, her
new master, was facing away from her, signing a slip of paper.

He turned to face his purchase, his new black slave girl.  Shanika was
relieved to see it was Roy.  Yolanda handed him the chain.  "What do
you say, girl?" she whispered to Shanika.

"Thank you for buying me, Master," she said to Roy, eyes downcast.

"It's my pleasure," he replied as he led her off into the woods.  "You
may address me as Massa now that you're my nigger.  I'm also partial
to that down home style of speech from my niggers.  It would please me
to hear it from you while you're in my possession."

"Yes, Massa.  I do my best fo' you, Massa."  Shanika felt silly
talking this way, but she wanted to please her new master.

"Good girl!" said Roy.  "I've got a cabin for us this way," he said
and tugged on her chain causing her to stumble.  After a short while
they came to the cabin.  It appeared to be a small one room cabin made
of weathered wooden planks in a clearing.  It had a front porch.

As he led her into the clearing he turned to Shanika.  "I expect I'll
be enjoying you for some time once we're inside.  If you need to
relieve yourself, better do it now before we go in."

"Where, Massa?  I do needs to pee."

"Why, right here!" he replied.  "Niggers can just go in the woods.
Now hurry it up, I'm anxious to get started on you."

Shanika squatted and peed on the dusty ground.  Her urine splashed on
the ankle chain and flowed into a puddle between her feet as her
master watched.  She stood, embarrassed, when she was through.

"That's a good girl.  Now let's go inside."

Roy led Shanika into the cabin.  There was a table, a couple of
chairs, and a bed.  Roy sat in a chair and pulled Shanika's towards
him by the chain on her collar.  He unfastened her wrists and removed
the cuffs, placing them on the table.  Next he removed her ankle
cuffs, leaving them on the floor.

"That's better," he said to himself.  Then to Shanika, "I think I'll
just leave the collar on.  There's something about a chained nigger
bitch that makes me just want to put my cock in her.  Turn around,
face the bed, and bend over.  Spread those legs wide."

Shanika complied.  She bent over, resting her body on the bed,
spreading her legs as wide apart as she could.

"Excellent!"  She felt his hand on her ass.  Gently caressing her
chocolate colored flesh.  He rubbed on each cheek briefly before his
hand drifted down between her legs and started rubbing on her bald
pussy.  She trembled slightly as he pushed a finger into her and then
out again.

"You are one hot nigger bitch all right.  Your pussy is sopping!  You
love this, don't you?"

"Yes, Massa, Ah sho' do."  she heard him unzip his pants.

"You are so fucking hot that I just can't wait any more to try out
that black pussy.  I probably won't last long.  You won't mind too
much, I hope?"

"No, suh, Massa.  You jus' use yo' nigger's pussy how ever you like."

She felt him enter her easily, she was so wet.  He started slowly, but
in a few seconds he was slamming his white cock into her black cunt so
fast and hard that she could here the slapping sound of flesh on flesh
along with the creaking of the bed supporting her.  In less than a
minute, before she even had a chance to begin to reach a climax, she
heard him grunt and felt him cumming in her.  As he pulled out she
heard him collapse back into the chair.

"You've got a sweet pussy all right, girl.  Why don't you just stay
like that for me for now.  Your big black ass is a fine sight."

"Thank you, Massa.  I's glad you happy wit' me."  Shanika stayed bent
over, displaying her ass and freshly fucked pussy for her new master.
The scent of her musk was in the air and she could feel his warm semen
mixed with her own juices running down her legs.

After a time, as the cum was drying on her black skin, he was ready
for some more fun with his new slave girl.

"Why don't you turn around and kneel before me?" asked Roy.  Shanika
stood, her joints a little stiff.  She turned and knelt at her white
master's feet.  "Keep those legs spread for me," he said.

The chain from her collar rattled on the floor as she settled on her
knees, spreading her legs as far as she could for him.  He reached out
with one of his legs and rubbed her pussy with the top of his foot.
Her cunt was still wet and sticky from the quick fucking it got
earlier.

"Good girl.  Now arms up, hands behind head, mouth open.  This is how
a nigger slave should display herself for her master," he explained.

Sitting up in his chair he reached out with his hand and caressed her
face and ran the palm of his hand over the stubble that had been her
hair.  She watched his face with her dark brown eyes as he used his
finger to trace her lips and then her chin.  His hand moved down to
her breasts and he gave one a squeeze before he took the thick black
nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  She gasped as he pinched it
painfully.  She saw him smile at her reaction and pulled her nipple,
lifting her breast.  He reached his other hand to her other breast and
took that nipple in the same manner, lifting both breasts, pinching
both nipples.

"Does that hurt?"  he asked.

"Yes, Massa, a little," she responded, still looking into his face.

He pulled harder, stretching her black tits out from her body.

"How about that?"

"Ah!  Yes, Massa, it hurts."

He then twisted both nipples at once.  Shanika cried out in pain.

"Shhh," he said softly as he continued to man handle the colored
girl's mammaries.  Shanika tried to endure the pain quietly, but
grunted and moaned occasionally.  He looked up from her breasts and
into her eyes.  "You're my nigger whore, aren't you?"

"Yes, suh, Massa.  I is yo' nigger ho'."  Her eyes were tear-ring up,
it was hard for her to maintain her posture.

"I like hurting nigger girls like you.  I hope you don't mind," he
said.

"No, suh, Massa.  You do like you want."

He gave her nips one last tug, causing her to cry out again, and let
go.

"Now I'd like you to suck my cock.  Suck it like the nigger bitch you
are."  He moved forward in the chair, giving her access to his stiff
white rod.  Shanika bent forward and took the head of it between her
dark brown lips.

"Go ahead and use your hands, girl.  You know how to suck a white
man's cock."  She moved her hands from behind her head, her shoulders
were stiff from having held her display position for so long.  She put
one hand around the base of his cock and gently rubbed his balls with
the other.  She bobbed her head up and down on it, stopping to lick it
every once in awhile with her wet pink tongue.  She could taste her
pussy juice on it still.

"That's it, girl.  I knew you were a cock sucking nigger whore.  Just
the kind of nigger I like best."  He was loving the feel of the
colored girl's mouth on his white dick, the sound of her slurping at
it.  Having just fucked her, he was in no danger of cumming soon and
ending the pleasure he was enjoying.  His slave continued to eagerly
service him as he held her stubble covered head in his hands.  The
sound of her chain rattling gently which each thrust of his dick into
her mouth reminded both of them of her status as slave.  A slave to be
used for his pleasure.

"Ok, that's enough sucking for now," he said.  She let his cock slide
out of her mouth and looked up at him with her big brown eyes.  Saliva
drooling from her lips and chin.  He took her chain is his hand and
stood up.  He pulled on the chain, lifting her to her feet.

"Bend over and present your nigger ass to me," he ordered.  As she
bent over she heard him stepping out of his pants.

"I'm going to take my hand to your black ass now.  Is that all right
with you?" he asked.

"Yes, Massa, please beat my nigger ass."  Shanika knew that this would
hurt.  She wished he'd just do it instead of asking her like that.
Actually having to ask for this treatment just added to the
humiliation of the entire scene, but that's probably what he had in
mind, she thought.

Whap!  Whap!  He slapped each cheek.  Shanika had to restrain herself
to keep from trying to cover her poor sore ass with her hands.  Whap!
Another slap on the same spot as a previous one.  She couldn't help
but cry out.

"Just a couple more," he promised.  "I just want to warm it up a
little, that's all."

Whap!  Whap!  Whap!  Her tears were flowing freely now, her ass was on
fire from the spanking.

"There, there," he said running his hand gently over her ass.  He
could feel the heat and could see the hand prints he left.  "That
wasn't so bad, was it?"

"No, Massa," she sobbed.

"Shall I continue?" he teased.  "I'm really enjoying this."

No more! she thought.  But she said, "yes, Massa.  Please beat on my
ass some more."  She choked back the sobs as she spoke.

"Well, I think I'll stop for now anyways, but it's sweet of you to
offer.  Why don't you come here and sit in my lap?"  He sat in the
chair and held his arms out for her.  Shanika stood and gingerly sat
in his lap.  Here eyes were red and tears rolled down her cheeks.  She
was still sniveling and her nose was running.  He reached over to
where he'd dropped his pants and produced a handkerchief from the
pocket and offered it to her.  She wiped her face and blew her nose.

"Thank you, Massa," she said.

"I thought you took that very well for a first time slave girl," he
praised her.  He held her until she seemed to have recovered from the
ordeal.

"Ok, time to get on the bed," he announced.  They stood and Shanika
sat on the bed.  Roy pushed her on her back.  "Grab your legs behind
your knees and spread 'em out for me."  She did as instructed, holding
her legs apart, splaying her black pussy for him obscenely.  She could
feel the cool air on her cunt and and asshole.  He admired the view of
her bald nigger gash and her welt covered ass.

"Tell me again what you are and what you're for.  I never get tired of
hearing it."

She looked up at him from between her spread legs.  "I is yo' nigger
'ho, Massa.  Yo' cocksuckin' nigger 'ho.  I is fo' you to fuck.  Dats
all, Massa.  I is a nigger slut fo' you to fuck how you want."

"Have you ever been had your pussy spanked?" he asked nonchalantly.
"I'd love to smack that cunt up a little before I fuck it."

"No, Massa, never."  Shanika was a little scared at this.  Her ass was
burning from the beating and her breasts were still sore from the
treatment they'd just received.

"Just a couple to warm it up, that's all.  Is that ok?" he asked.

"Yes, Massa, please beat yo' nigger's pussy."  She felt herself
starting to cry again even though he hadn't started on her sensitive
sex.

Whap!  Whap!  Both blows landed right between her legs, but she
continued to hold her legs back, offering up her womanhood to his open
hand.

"All right.  You've had enough now," he said.  She flinched when he
put his hand between her spread legs.  Her pussy lips were red and
swollen.  Her cunt was hot from the spanking.

"Ok, you can let go of your legs now," he said, removing his hand.
She lowered her legs and squeezed them together in an effort to ease
the pain.

"I know I'm a bastard for this, but seeing you like this, the hand
prints on your body, and where they are, I've just got to fuck you.
Would that be ok?" he asked.

Her poor pussy was burning still and he wanted to stick his dick in
her!  How could he take such pleasure in her discomfort?  But she knew
what her answer had to be.

"Yes, Massa.  Please use my pussy," she said, her eyes wet with tears.
She opened her legs to give him access so he could mount her.

"Good girl," he said as he climbed between her legs.  She cried out as
he pushed his hard white cock up her sore black pussy.  "Shhh," he
murmured quietly, "hush now, girl."  He started gently thrusting into
her abused cunt.

He kissed her face as he slowly began to pick up the pace.  She
whimpered as he started to pound into her harder and harder.  He
kissed her on the lips but she was lost in a mix of pain and the
beginnings of arousal and didn't kiss back.  Her moaning grew louder
as he fucked her harder still kissing her unresponsive lips until
finally he could hold back no longer thrusting his hard white cock
deep inside the poor black slave girl, filling her with his seed.

He lay on top of her for awhile before he got up and dressed.
Shanika, sore and unsatisfied lay on the bed, semen dripping out of
her pussy onto the bed sheets.  Her thighs exhibiting several hand
prints from the spanking she'd endured.  She knew she was just a
nigger to be used, and she had just been well used indeed.

"You're kind of a mess, girl.  Let's take you outside and clean you up
some."

Shanika got up from the bed.  Roy took her chain in his hand and led
her out the door and down the steps into the clearing.  It was
twilight and the air was much cooler than earlier in the day.  They
had walked almost to the tree line when Roy spoke to her.

"I want to make sure you understand your place as my nigger.  Get down
on the ground.  On your knees.  Display yourself like I told you."

Shanika kneeled in the dirt facing her white master.  She spread her
legs and placed her hands behind her head.

"Open that mouth, girl," he instructed as he unzipped his fly.

She knew what was coming next, but obediently did as she was told.

Roy took his cock out and hit Shanika in the face with a blast of warm
urine.  She closed her eyes as the stream hit her forehead.  He aimed
lower, directly into her open mouth.  She sputtered and choked as he
emptied his bladder in the slave girl's black face.  As the stream
subsided it went lower on her body, her breasts, then her belly.
Rather than shake it off, Roy stepped forward his crotch in her face.

"Clean it off, nigger," he demanded.  She licked the tip of his now
flaccid cock with her pink tongue and then took it between her lips,
sucking gently.  He stepped back and his dick popped out of the slave
girl's mouth.  He pushed it back into his pants zipped his fly.

"Ahh," he signed.  "The pause that refreshes!"  He reached for the
chain and jerked her to her feet.  "Now to get you cleaned up!"

He led her through the woods back to the main area.  It was dark in
the woods and Shanika stumbled often.  She was wet with her master's
piss and she could taste it in her mouth.

At last they reached the main building.  It was lighter there in the
clear and the outside lights were on.  Several white men were standing
around near the side of the building along with a white woman and a
couple of naked black slave girls.  They all watched as Roy led
Shanika in their direction.  As they drew nearer, Shanika recognized
Debbie as the the white girl as well as Shonelle and Traleen, the
teenage sisters who had arrived with her earlier that same day, so
long ago.

"Damn, Roy!" exclaimed one of the men.  "I see you went to town on
this nigger!"  Debbie and the white men smirked at Shanika while
Shonelle and Traleen looked down, embarrassed for her.  Shanika was
wet and reeked of urine and semen ran down her leg from her well used
and abused pussy.

"Just came by to hose this nigger off!" Roy replied.  He led Shanika
to where a garden hose was attached to a spigot on the side of the
building.  Dropping her chain he picked up the hose and turned on the
water.  Starting with her head, Roy sprayed black girl up and down
with the cold water.  She sputtered some as he hosed her face.  The
force of the water was hard and it hurt her tender breasts.

"Turn around now.  Got to get your nasty black ass!"  Shanika turned
obediently as Roy sprayed her back and ass.  "Bend over, nigger.  I
can't get that asshole with you like that."  She bent over, her legs
spread.  "C'mon now!  Spread those cheeks!"

Humiliated, she reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks,
revealing her puckered black asshole and swollen abused cunt to the
small group of onlookers.  She could here laughter from them as Roy
directed the stream right into the crack of her ass.  He left it
there, the cold water blasting her asshole and then her pussy.  She
could feel the liquid entering her most intimate parts as she listened
to the amused chatter of crowd watching the proceedings.

Finally it stopped and Roy turned off the water.

"I think that nigger was startin' to like it too much!"  Shanika
recognized Bobby's voice, Debbie's boyfriend.  "So, you gettin off on
that, bitch?  C'mon you can tell us!"

"No, suh.  I ain't gettin' off on it, suh," replied Shanika to the
taunt.  She looked at the ground as she spoke.

The white folks all laughed.

"Tell us what mean old Roy did to you, girl!"  said Debbie.  "He can
be a real bastard!"

Shanika thought for a moment and looked at Roy.

"It's ok.  Go ahead and tell 'em," he said.  He turned and winked at
the others.

"Well, Massa took me home an' fucked me after he buy me."  Shanika
still couldn't bring herself to look up at her audience.  "Then he
pinched at my tits and..."

"Udders," Debbie interrupted.  "Niggers have udders.  Like cows.  Get
it, bitch?"

Shanika felt her face flush and started again.  "Iz sorry, Ma'am.  Iz
tries to gets it right fo' you."  She continued, "Massa, he was
pinchin' on my udders and dey wuz hurtin' an' den he make me suck his
cock a while.  Den he whupped my black ass wit' his hand an' it hurt.
He make me hold my legs open so's he can spank my pussy and then fuck
it.

"Roy!  You *are* a bastard!" laughed Debbie.  The other white folks
laughed, too.  "Go, on..." she prodded Shanika on.

"Well, ma'am, dat's all dey iz.  Massa took me outside and peed on my
face so he bring me here so's to clean me up."

"Why you poor, poor nigger!"  Debbie laughed again.  "You're so polite
and respectful, you don't deserve that!  I hope he had the decency to
make you cum!  Didn't he?"

Shanika didn't know the right answer so she told the truth.  "No,
ma'am.  Massa din't let me cum."

"I think we should fix that right now!"  Debbie looked around.  "Why
don't we have these niggers right here take care of you?"  She was
looking at Shonelle and Traleen.

"All right, all right," said Roy.  "Go ahead.  Maybe I was a bastard.
Lie down and spread those legs for us.  Nice and wide.  We'll have you
feeling better in no time."

The ground was muddy after she had been hosed off, but Shanika did as
she was told and laid on her back, opening her legs for the white
folks.

Debbie turned to Shonelle and Traleen.  "Go get to lickin' on that
bitches cunt, niggers.  You make her cum, or I'll slap the black off
your asses myself!"

The two teenage slaves looked at each other.  Neither had ever tasted
a woman's pussy before, and didn't like the idea too much, but the
alternative was worse.  They went over to where Shanika lay, legs
spread, on the muddy ground.  Both got on hands and knees, but it was
Shonelle who went first, putting her face right between Shanika's
thighs and she started gently kissing one.  Traleen did the same as
her sister, softly kissing along the other one.

Shanika was sorry that the young sisters had to share in her own
humiliation, but at the same time their ministrations felt good after
all she had suffered.

"You niggers better start eatin' some pussy!" urged Debbie,
unsatisfied with the pace of the show the slave girls were putting on
for their owners.

Shonelle kissed her way over to Shanika's slit and began kissing her
swollen pussy lips.  Tentatively at first, she poked her tongue out
and began licking the older black girl's vagina.  She could taste
Shanika's growing excitement and ran her tongue along the length of
her pussy.  Shanika, tuning out the onlookers, began to relax a little
and allowed herself to enjoy the pleasure that the young slave girl
was giving her.  She moaned quietly as Shonelle pushed her tongue into
her entrance and then lapped up her gash all the way to her clit.

Traleen continued to kiss Shanika's thighs while her sister started
sucking gently on her clit.  Shanika started bucking her hips in
response and Shonelle alternated between licking her pussy and her
clit.

"Let me now," Traleen whispered to Shonelle.  Shonelle moved out of
the way to allow her sister at Shanika's sex.  Traleen had been
watching her and took over running her tongue flat on the darker
girl's pussy.  Shanika moaned loud enough for the small crowd of young
white folks to hear.  They moved in for a closer look as she ground
her cunt into the young teenagers face.

"Get to work on her udders, bitch.  Suck 'em good!" demand Debbie.

Shonelle went on hands an knees to where she could reach Shanika's
breasts and started licking her nipples, which hardened immediately.
She let the nipple slide between her lips and Shanika put her arms
around her as she suckled.  Traleen licked faster and Shonelle sucked
harder and Shanika bucked her hips harder, moaning loudly as she
neared orgasm.  Finally she could hold back no more, and in spite of
the humiliation of cumming in front of the leering white men and their
cheerleader, she cried out in pleasure.  Traleen continued licking and
sucking her pussy as Shanika's orgasm came in waves.  Shanika held
Shonelle tightly to her breast and unconsciously squeezed Traleen's
head between her thighs.  Gradually she relaxed her holds on the two
teenage slaves as she came down from her climax.

"Woo hoo!" cried Debbie.  "Now that was an orgasm!  I never seen a
nigger cum like that before!  You bitches'll have to do me next!"  The
young men also voiced their approval.

"Ok, fun's over.  Get up, you nigger dykes!" Debbie ordered.  The
slave girls got to their feet, all with mud on them where they'd been
on the ground.  Traleen's face was shiny with Shanika's cum.  "So,
girl, what do you say?"

Shanika looked at Debbie, "Thank you, ma'am."

"Oh don't thank me!  Those nigger dykes are who did it."

Shanika looked at the two sisters.  "Thank you," she said quietly.
Traleen smiled, happy to have given her new friend such pleasure.

"C'mon now," cried Debbie.  "Kissy, kissy!  Go ahead now.  I know the
boys want to see it.  Tongues and everything!"

Shanika leaned closer to Traleen, and touched her lips to hers.  The
slave girls put their arms around each other and kissed.  Shanika
could taste herself on the the young girl's mouth as she pushed her
tongue between her lips as the smirking white girl had instructed.
They broke their embrace and Shanika turned to Shonelle, putting her
arms around her and kissing her on the lips.  She felt Shonelle's
tongue against her own as she gently probed the light skinned negro's
mouth.

"All right!  Break it up now!"  Debbie reached in and grabbed the
chains attached to the sisters collars and tugged them away from
Shanika.  "Damn, you bitches are filthy!  Somebody turn on the hose.
Line up so we can clean you up!"

The three black slave girls, who had just shared a moment of intimacy
together for the amusement of their white masters, were now forced to
stand in a line, as the dirt was hosed off them like livestock.

Once the hosing down was complete, Debbie and Bobby each took one of
the slave sisters and led them away by the chains hooked to their
collars.

Roy grabbed Shanika's chain and hurried her back to the cabin.  "Damn,
girl.  That was hot!  I'm gonna have to fuck you all over again!  That
ok with you?"

"Yes, Massa.  Please use yo' nigger's pussy."

As soon as he got her inside, Roy picked Shanika up and laid her on
the bed, and stripped off his clothes.  His white cock was standing
straight and tall as he climbed between his slave girl's legs and
pushed it into her pussy and started pumping furiously.

Shanika was spent and sore from all that had transpired.

"Tha's right, Massa.  Use yo' nigger.  Use yo' nigger's pussy."  She
wanted to hurry him along and knew that dumb nigger talk was just what
he wanted to hear.  "Oh, you fuckin' yo' nigger 'ho now, Massa.
Fuckin' her good."

Roy pounded into her cunt like a man possessed.  "Tell me you're my
whore, nigger.  Tell me you're my fuckin' whore!"

Yes, that's just what he wants, thought Shanika.  "Yes, Massa, Iz yo'
fuckin' nigger 'ho.  Use me, Massa.  Fuck yo' nigger, Massa!"

Roy stiffened and spasmed, grinding against her crotch as he let loose
another load of seed into Shanika.  Although she'd gotten no
satisfaction from it, she was glad that Roy was finally spent.  After
a while he rolled off his slave girl and fell asleep.

Shanika lay awake, wondering what kind of master she'd end up with
tomorrow until she finally drifted off to sleep.

Roy woke up hard the next morning, Shanika asleep beside him.  He
spread his slave girl's legs and reached between them discovering her
black pussy was dry.  Wanting one last piece of her ass before
returning her for resale he spat in his hand and rubbed it on her
crotch, rolled over between her legs, shoved his stiff white cock into
the sleeping black girl, and started fucking her.

Shanika awoke just as Roy finished with her, rolled off, and got up.
Momentarily disoriented, the events of the previous day started coming
back to her.

"Time to take you back," said Roy.  "I hope I wasn't too mean to you.
You are one hot bitch, and I just couldn't control myself."

Shanika stood, feeling the wetness between her legs as Roy's semen
began to leak out.  "Thank you, Massa.  Iz glad you liked me."  Her
bladder was bursting.  "Iz got to pee, bad, Massa.  Please take me
outside."

"Sure thing," he replied, grabbing her chain and leading her outside.
She was less self conscious this morning as she squatted and began to
piss on the dusty ground in front of the cabin as her master watched
intently.

"You like watchin' yo' nigger pee for you, don't you, Massa?" she said
looking up at him, smiling.

"Er, yeah," he replied.  In spite of just having cum in his slave
while she slept he could feel his cock getting hard again.  Shanika
noticed it, too.

"You want yo' nigger to suck yo' dick now, Massa?  I suck it good fo'
you."

He stepped over to Shanika's squatting form and she reached up and
unzipped his fly, pulling his cock out, looking him in the eye the
whole time.  She smiled as put it to her lips and gently sucked on it.
She played with his balls with both hands while she held his cock in
her mouth, running her tongue over the head.  She started sucking
harder and then was bobbing her head up and down on his stiff white
prick.  One hand moved from his balls and grabbed his shaft and
started masturbating him.  She looked into his face with her soft
brown eyes as she continued to work him.  She could feel his balls
start to twitch and could tell he was close.  She jerked him off
harder and just as he started to cum she let his cock out of her
mouth.

Shanika looked up at Roy, smiling at him as he ejaculated in her face.
There wasn't so much since he'd already come that morning, but she
took some on the cheek and chin.  The semen dripped off her face onto
her breasts as she kissed the tip of his cock.  This caused a thin
string of cum to stretch from his cock to her lips as she leaned her
head back.  She leaned forward again and licked the remaining semen
off and replaced his cock into his pants and zipped his fly up.

Roy pulled her to her feet by the chain and led Shanika back to the
cabin and had her put on the wrist and ankle cuffs she had on when he
bought her.  He fastened her wrists together in front of her and
replaced the chain between her ankles.  Finally he led her back
outside and through the woods to the main building, his semen dripping
off her black face as she shuffled along, her ankles shackled.  She
smiled at him as he handed the chain to the waiting Yolanda.

"You are one fine negress, let me tell you, girl," he said.  "I'll be
bidding on you again.  That's for sure."  He turned and went into the
main building leaving Shanika behind.


  
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