“Oh well, he leaves on business that day after tomorrow so not great harm done, you will have to live with the other fancy girls until then.” she said gaily. As Tracey continued to dress she wondered what living with the other fancy girls would entail. Now that she wasn't naked any more couldn't they just explain the silly mix up to him? On hearing the suggestion though Emily bristled with indignation, “Oh no, you quite happily stood in front of him buck naked and let him look at you, no decent woman would do such a thing, only harlots and fancy girls would be so shameless, I can't have such a woman associated with me, no you will remain a fancy girl until he leaves and then maybe we will restore you to your rightful place, maybe.” she snapped somewhat sternly. “What do you mean maybe?” Tracey uttered meaning to sound as stern as Emily but instead it came out rather meekly. “Well whatever possessed you to display yourself so wantonly Tracey, maybe you are a harlot after all ?” she sniffed and Tracey had no real answer to her. “Oh well you can't stay here in the main house now, you will have to live with the other fancy girls until we sort this mess out.” Emily huffed. Reluctantly Tracey followed Emily and Tilly out of the bedroom and out of the house to a wooden hut set one hundred yards from the main house and all three entered. The hut was empty and consisted of one large room with beds arranged around the walls, a stove and a table and chairs. In reality it was not a hovel, rather homely, but even so Tracey would rather of been staying in the main house where she was before. “Once the other girls arrive make yourself known to them and I may see you the day after tomorrow.” Emily said and turned to leave. Tracey was slightly panicked now, she did not want to be left alone to mix with strangers who may not like her but instead of saying anything she simply nodded. “Shouldn't she be branded as a fancy girl?”Tilly suddenly asked, making Tracey hate the girl. Emily stood and seemed to think about her answer for a few seconds. “Well yes technically but once she carried the mark of a fancy girl she will be one forever, there won't be any escape from her fate then. What do you think Tracey, should I ask the blacksmith to brand that pretty little rump of yours?” she smiled. Now the idea appalled Tracey, as Emily had said, a brand was permanent and despite her protestations would confirm her status as a fancy girl forever not just two days. On the other hand why did the idea turn her on so much, she knew she was moistening at the very thought as she stood there and so instead of saying an emphatic no, as she knew she should, she instead lowered her head and said, “Well that is your choice, I do seem to be in your charge after all.” “Yes your right,” Emily smiled amused, “maybe it would be the best thing to do, settle your status here once and for all.” Without raising her head Tracey uttered, “I am sure whatever you choose will be the wisest decision Mistress.” Emily giggled delighted at Tracey's form of addressing her, “You seem to know already group sex who is in charge here.” Tilly go and alert the blacksmith that his services may be required very soon.” The black girl scampered out of the door with a triumphant smile on her face and alone now Emily approached Tracey. “I know this is an exciting little game cousin but once you feel the heat of the iron there is no going back, if anyone has the slightest suspicion in the future that you are trying to pass yourself off as a free white woman one look at your rump will prove that you are a slave and you will be treated as one.” “I am well aware of the danger asians Emily,” Tracey replied raising her head and looking her cousin in the eye, “I still stay that as mistress of this land it is your decision.” Emily squeaked in delight, “Well in that case I decide to brand you.” she giggled and on saying that she spun round and walked out. Tracey had no idea why she had acted as she did, she certainly did not want to be permanently branded and the consequences that would bring on the other hand she was feeling totally submissive, ever since she had stood naked in front of Emily's husband. The whole idea of being a fancy girl was strangely attractive , could it be any worse than be married to her husband! She knew it could of course, she would effectively be a slave, a white slave but still a slave. Somebody else’s property. How was she going to get out of this, she had just told her cousin that she was free to brand her and that was what Emily intended to do! While she stood pondering her fate the door suddenly opened and the room was full of girls her age, giggling and looking at her curiously. They were all very pretty and barely dressed , wearing just small towels wrapped loosely around their bodies. It was obvious that these were her living companions, real life fancy girls. Introductions were made and the girls seemed to accept her as one of their own and within a minute of entering Asian Girls the room the towels were discarded and asian Tracey found herself surrounded by five completely naked girls! They didn't seem to be in the least bit embarrassed as they painted their toenails and any other pampering that needed doing and Tracey had ample opportunity to observe the brands on each pretty bottom which clearly denoted what these girls were. Five minutes later the door opened again and in came Emily, the girls although naked were not embarrassed at all and all curtsied as japanese the lady of the house came in. I reached out grabbed her by the hair, pulled her to the kitchen worktop and pushed her face into it, holding her there.” Lets get this straight. By the third round the bikers had turned the water hoses on the two girls wrestling and they began slugging it out in the mud. 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