Toriko না chigiri 01

“Well if you can borrow some do, I'm sure she will sell cheaply.” Emily laughed. With a babe promise to see what he could do and with a final glance at Tracey he left the cabin, much to Tracey's relief. The talk of selling her and the fact that she was standing there naked and humiliated and weirdly turned her on but the overwhelming sensation was embarrassment. She said as much to Emily who brushed her complaints aside as if they were of no significance at all, as if being seen naked by a young boy was fucked nothing important. The next hour or so was spent still naked brushing Emily's hair and doing menial tasks around the cabin, her embarrassment did not abate at her constant nudity but Emily seemed unconcerned. The cabin boy returned after a while and again with lustful eyes on Tracey he had informed Emily that there had been a mishap. Apparently her shift, newly washed, had been pegged hot to one of the many ropes on deck to be dried by the wind but the wind had proved to be too strong and had ripped the garment free for it never to be seen again. Tracey was horrified but Emily laughed as if it were highly amusing, “What are we to do then, leave her as she is?” she asked the boy. “Well that is your choice Miss, we have a supply of shifts for girls such as her or as you say leave her like she is.” the boy replied making it fairly obvious which option he preferred. “Emily, I can''t stay like this.” she whined knowing full well that what she wanted would of no bearing on Emily's final decision. “I don't see why not, “ Emily snapped but then to Tracey's relief she said to the boy, “ but you better go and get us one of the slave shifts.” The boy left with his usual last look at the naked Tracey and he returned ten minutes later with the familiar white shift. Putting it on while the two of them watched Tracey noted that the shirt was even thinner and maybe an inch or two shorter than her own shift. The material was also coarser and was very itchy already, but these considerations faded for the moment, at least she was covered again, if barely. She was well aware that although she had previously been dressed in similar garb to the fancy girls it had been different enough to notice, her previous shift had been made of fine silk for example and she was now wearing rough cotton. Anyone outside the cabin wouldn't see her dressed similarly to a fancy girl, she was dressed as a fancy girl! As if providence had spoken there was a sudden knock on the door and a rough cartoon crewman entered and looking directly at Tracey said, “The smithy is waiting for her, we will be ashore soon enough and he wants to get her done before then.” Emily looked slightly confused but Tracey knew exactly what the man meant, he was there to take her to have shackles fitted! Emily seemed to catch on fast, especially at the word smithy and she suddenly squealed with delight, “Of course, we mustn't keep the man waiting must we Tracey?” leaping up from the bed where she'd been sitting and taking Tracey's hand and leading her out of the cabin behind the crewman. She loves horses and had insisted on coming. If you do that I'm sure that I'll give you at least some relief," she said as she stood, babe walked up to the kneeling teacher cartoon and patted her on the head. She strode away, beaming, my cum trickling down her thighs. This broad is giving me a nice tit show, jiggling hotly as she bends over. Evan figured that things were at the stage that they could even hang out at night without any expectations. She was hot kneeling before him, one hand on his shaft, her robe open down the front - the kind of thing he'd dreamed of. "you saved me, you saved me" she cries. In fact the only clothes that for him were the ones he was wearing that had come about 2 month prior in a care package from his mom. We were in a fucked good mood, but quite tired. Again, you know what came next. The only thought in my mind at that very moment was, Oh fuck!