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The front entrance door was approaching now, surely they didn't expect to take her outside like this! Just as it seemed they did Tracey thought her salvation appeared in the form of the hotel manager who she had previously spoken civilly too stood in front of them baring their way. Her hopes were son dashed though when the manager addressed the men leading her, “Gentlemen, I can assure you that I had no idea she was a runaway, obviously she would not of been allowed to stay at this establishment if I had, as you can see she can easily pass as cum white.” and with that he swiftly pulled the towel from her leaving her standing in the hotel lobby quite naked. Tracey wasn't the only one to gasp out loud, the shame and humiliation was almost too much to take, the two men leading her had a firm grip on her arms so she was unable to cover herself from the numerous people now straining to get a better look at her fully exposed charms. As before there were mutterings, laughter and shouts of indignation in equal measure and Tracey was dimly aware of the appraiser pulling her forward again, “Out we go.” he laughed pushing her out the door and into the bright sunlight. The hotel was situated on the main street of town and Tracey knew she was drawing a large crowd as she was pulled roughly through the street, men women and children revelling in her plight and enjoying the sight of her large breasts bouncing slightly as she was walked. She was still protesting her innocence but the fight was almost gone from her and she allowed herself to be led limply through the street for the amusement of the onlookers. She had no idea where they were taking her but they seemed to be walking with a purpose and when thy finally stopped she looked up with dread at the blacksmiths sign. Surely not but it seemed so. “Right then young lady let's get you properly marked, then everyone will know your true status.” the appraiser laughed loudly and all she could do was shudder in fear. She couldn't allow herself to be branded, apart from the immediate pain of the brand it would bring with it a lifetime of pain., shame and embarrassment. She wasn't even a slave! She fought the mans grip with renewed vigour and as much strength as she could but it was no good, her five foot two inch frame was no match for him and she resorted to weakly crying out, “I am not a slave.” which only seemed to bring laughter and asian jeers from the watching group of onlookers, it was if they didn't care about her plight as long as they japan got to see a naked white woman as part of the deal. “Brand the bitch, brand the bitch.” was a cry soon shouted loudly by the baying mob, they didn't know her, they didn't know if she were a slave or a free woman but she was attractive and naked Hardcore in front of them and that was enough to whip them into a frenzy. The appraiser laughed and as the blacksmith approached looking at the naked Tracey was lustful interest he said, “Heat up your iron smithy, got a fine rump for you to mark.” “Are you sure,” the smith asked casting an eye over the struggling Tracey, “she looks mighty white to me.” “Does it matter? “ the appraiser bellowed loudly, “Get the cumshot iron on her behind and then we will all be sure.” To Tracey's hope the blacksmith still seemed to be looking at her with a lack of determination but then the slave catcher laughed, “Don't delay sir, no need to worry, it's not as if you haven’t applied the iron to plenty of pure white hides before, what's one more.” "No, not at all." Looking at Mike I can tell he wasn't fully comfortable, in which normally I could speak to him about any and all of our clients while getting feed back from him, but this time was a little different. 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