This time there was three of them and they saw the naked Tracey immediately and almost as immediately they took advantage of the situation. She was drawing the usual appreciative looks but apart from two teenage boys who thought it was great fun to follow her for a hundred yards slapping her bare bottom every step of the way she survived the trip unscathed. It had been dangerous for a while though, she knew she didn’t want to be enslaved by two old tramps by accident almost but on the other hand the thought of being enslaved for a couple of bottles of wine was submissively exciting! Nothing more than a piece of meat. Now though sitting on the bench dressed and free she had no real protection, the old man was right, he could simply walk her down to the slave centre and make her his property. A old man had sat down beside Tracey and saw where she was looking and laughed,
“The rails are new in case your wondering,a lot of the men leave their
