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  • But in her small Russian village Skrytyy Gorod (cкрытый город ) which translates to “hidden town” there lives a different set of rules. Here after the age of twelve girls and women are ripe for marriage, breeding, but most of all, pleasure. Three things can happen upon a girl reaching her twelfth birthday. She is arranged into a marriage, she is sold to the brothels, or if she is unfit she becomes an upkeeper for the village and tends to the needs of the whole town as needed. Because upkeepers are never beautiful and make up much of the labor force in Skrytyy Gorod they are never bred with as their pregnancy puts them out of commission. There are plenty of � ¾elanie (желание) or guys play with clit “pleasure girls” to go around. At this moment Mika is hoping as she stands naked on the platform being eyed by the men who have come to her birthday will find her ugly. Though Mika is not ugly. She had large green eyes and red-pink plump lips. Her raven hair has been groomed and falls to the arch of her back. Her perky breasts young and firm and as her platform slowly turns the men go from seeing her indented hip bones on wide hips to her round curvy buttocks. With milky complexion and strong legs nobody thinks Mika is a Upkeeper. The brothel man, Sarkis has come as well, knowing the businessmen who detour for his house are impatient for new beautiful flesh, and would pay a small fortune on her first night. 
 Village leader Boris a large beastly man, and Ivan the village butcher fight over who has more wives and who is being greedy. teen sex Mika’s father stares daggers at Mika, making sure she doesn’t do anything stupid to lessen his sale. She has been bred for this and is the best of his daughters in years, the last two being sent to the brothels after masturbation not much interest. Her collar with his crest is tight around her throat and as she spins and makes eye contact with him he motions for her to stiffen and it hurts for her to gulp as she obeys. While Boris looks lustfully at her it is Sarkis who continues to drive up the bid, a man who knows his investments he is relentless with her price. 
 “Eighty Gold.” bites Sarkis, shrewd eyes daring a higher bid. The best � ¾elanie girls go for fifty gold, Sarkis has made it clear he intends to leave here today, girl in hand. Mika can’t help but allow herself a small gasp. She was sure she would be a wife, sold to a man whom she would how play with cock share with many women, a chance for relief after her novelty wore off, now for every new man who came in she would be novel. Sarkis was also known for keeping his � ¾elanie in line with harsh punishment, and unkindness. The worst Boris was known for was accidentally crushing a girl, smothering her after collapsing asleep on top of her once spent. 
 Her father came forward chain in hand and attached the delicate clip of the chain to play with huge cock her collar. Sarkis withdrew a fat coin purse from his pocket and with one hand gave the purse to her father and with the other received Mika’s leash. The air was bitter cold as they left the sales house but the walk was short to the brothel. Sarkis walked her up a flight of stares to a room that was majority bed, but also boasted a fireplace, small table, couch and door to a private bathroom. 
 Mika shuttered as she noticed some of the smaller details in the room. The ceiling, floor, and walls all had brass brings for stringing, or attaching her to chains, as did the bed frame. Mika knew what she was bred for, but having never been touched or constrained apart from her collar she feared the unknown and the promise of pain. 
Sarkis still hadn’t said a word but now appraised her with his own lust in his eyes. Gently pulling her chin up he appraised her neck, then unlinked the crest from her collar replacing it with his own.
 “You are mine now. You do as I say. There is no other option.”
She opened her mouth for her well taught “Yes sir.” but his hand clenched her jaw more tightly.
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  • In the bar were a whole lot of people! We got wine then tried to find a place to sit. There was a place at the bar but only one stool. J sat and I stood behind her. We talked and laughed for a couple of wines. Then she said lets dance, and grabbed my arm and off we went. She danced and I hopped or something like that, for around 5 songs. We returned to the stool for more wine, but a guy was on the stool. J said excuse me I'll just get our wines and move over. He looked at her(up and down) then teen sex just stood up and let her sit back at the stool. J says "thanks" with a big smile and sat down she handed me my drink. We said hi but he only asked her name and told her he was Carl from the east side of the state. I said Hi I'm C. J., he said hi and we talked for a while. J again wanted to dance so off we go, She is feeling no pain and nether am I. finally a slow dance, I put my arm around her and she has me around the neck. Rocking and bobbing around the floor. During this my hands start to go lower and lower ( you know this routine right?) I am holding her with hands on each side of her waist as I lower them slowly, little by little, till I have the lower part of her hips/butt in my hands. As we dance I lift her dress from the side. I think but can not tell if I am showing her or not.With the low arm hole and short skirt who knows. She has not stopped me, but play with huge cock I keep them masturbation where they are cause it is only 11:25 and there is a lot of night to go. When we get back to the guys play with clit Stool Carl is still there (11:40). She sits on the stool and I stand behind her. (More wine please) any way while we are taking a breather I start to rub her shoulders, arms and neck, like I do a lot when I am horny! The wine gave me the guts/stupidity to do this right in the bar with guys next to us. This is when Carl's friend Jessy walks over and Carl introduces him to J (and me a little later), J is the target right now! his eyes were all over us/her as he chatted her how play with cock up. I continue to Rub, she drinks, Carl talks to her, I rub and push the straps forward, she drinks, she talks to Carl, I rub and push the straps a little more, J sips the drink, Jessy talks to her with the bar talk I am sure he is good at using. I am starting to move her string straps forward and off her shoulders just a little and I begin to kiss her shoulders once in awhile. Then after maybe 5 minutes of this J leans back to give me a kiss and said thanks that feels great. J then leans forward arms on the bar, she drinks her wine and the dress is very loose cause of the straps being off the shoulder, I watch the 2 guys stare at her tit. I think I know it is a full shot of tit, but I can't be positive from my angle so I reach up and rub her shoulders some more. This time I act a little more drunk than I am and push the straps even more forward and off of her shoulders. Before long I’d forgotten about my embarrassment; and the dormant vibe in my pussy. Maybe neither were, both lost to some carnal practice that had long departed their society. It would hurt too much. I guarantee this: she will get it back and a whole lot more play with huge cock before I’m done with them.” I got most of Barbara’s things in the Olds before driving home around 9:30. “Primo” is what the staff calls them. I’m not sure what the best action will be. I stared at him for a long time, but teen sex his daring expression didn't change. how play with cock While he guys play with clit wasn’t looking, I slipped off my bikini bottoms and top. An involuntary giggle escaped Jordan's lips. If you are one to get bothered by every little thing, you have to make the decision now. "Did you?" I showered while she cooked and when I got out I noticed she masturbation had placed a glass of wine on the bathroom counter.