The Southern Whore 1

Tom watched the latest batch of slaves being brought out of the holding pen that was hidden behind the stage and sighed. They were all females except for a scrawny, one armed creature at the end of the line. When word had got out that the latest shipment had arrived from Africa it had come with the promise that there were a number of impressive male specimens.  And yet after one hour and over 100 slaves being presented to the auction there had been few men and in reality none of them could be described as impressive.

Samantha Reynolds – Queen of Spades

Having squeezed her large, heavy, pale skinned breasts into the tight black dress she was wearing, Samantha took a moment to check herself in the full-length mirror. Using her fingers, she traced the cups that now strained to hold what little modesty she has within the thin material. Then, following the two thin straps that ran across to the metal ring that rested on her sternum, she made sure that there was no risk of a sudden and unexpected exposure. The mental ring also held a third piece of thin material that connected to the choker that held everything up and allowed her dress to be off the shoulder.