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It seemed that sound business sense had saved her from the branding iron. She was pulled to her feet and felt the full weight of her new shackles, the bracelets attached to a length of heavy chain that would take some getting used too. The rough iron was already chaffing her delicate skin. “Come on then Tracey, don't dawdle.” snapped Emily as she teen left the hut, as if the happenings in there had been of no trouble at all. She had awkwardly attempted to follow, almost pussy tripping several times as she adjusted herself to the shackles. The cabin boy had the nerve to give her bottom a hard slap as she passed him, his cheeky grin being the last thing she saw as she exited the hut trying her best to keep up with Emily. 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