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MargoShe surveyed them without shame. She had done nothing of which to be ashamed. Shame became a reality when the sheet was stripped away and she stood naked for their approval. The bidding was sharp and determined. She was seen as a prize. Few girls of her quality reached the block. Margo stood there, naked. She fingered her chains while the bids mounted. She was knocked down to a Mrs. Marcia Tremont for a sum of money to stagger the imagination and was immediately taken to where settlement was made. Mrs. Tremont elected to have the ankle chains taken off her new acquisition but insisted on the retention of those confining the slender wrists. The smitty laughed at her woebegone appearance. "We puts them on and we knocks them off. It didn't take long, now did it, deane? Hear ye sold for a good price. Ye are a beauty, ye are, lass. If I had the gold, I'd buy ye myself." "But if 'tis Lady Marcia Tremont who's purchased ye, then surely ye'd best prepare those pretty lips to work upon a pretty cunt. You'll not be working any fields, unless ye be a bigger fool than ye look ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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