They dragged her away from the plantation and quickly decided to to take her to town and sell her at the whore house.They walked for hours and arrived...at the whore house around dawn, “You wanna buy a whore?” Erasmus asked.“You gone loco?” Francine the duty house slave replied as she answered the door, “You can’t own no white woman!”“Please, they’ll feed me to the crocs otherwise,” Cassie pleaded.“You ain’t no whore surely?” the girl queried.“She sure is,” Erasmus explained, “Why she fucks up. I drove around until I felt the car was part of me, and then called in on Geoff. Then on to physio. My physical progress was matching my memory recall. I felt good while aching all over.On an impulse I called Trish and suggested I come over to Newcastle the next day."Checking up on me?" Trish asked. It was light-hearted but stung me. There was an uncomfortable silence."Oh Allan, that was crass, I'm sorry. You have every right to check and I know you wouldn't dream of it." It's OK, I shouldn't. ..."Looking in the mirror only made the orgasm build faster, she was a slut, look she had two cocks deep inside, two strangers were treating her like a piece of fucking meat.......AND SHE WAS LOVING IT! Both of the men started to cum at the same time, she takes both cocks in her hands and lets the cum splash all over her, then slides both into her mouth and finishes sucking down the rest of their cum!This little play continued for quite sometime. Fucking and sucking in every position and. If a little horny. She had a great body with long black hair, deep blue eyes, full lips, round, firm breasts and long legs. She was always portrayed as a bit of a flirt at school, although she never meant it. She never really had time for a boyfriend and simply liked being herself, enjoying the gawping looks she’d receive from strangers in the street. She’d never really questioned her sexuality, the thought of only being attracted to boys seemed like the only option, although tonight she was.