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Once again the girls seemed friendly enough and seemed to accept her explaining that her mistress had finished with her now they were so close to shore and Tracey was to resume her rightful place back with the other girls and in a way that story was true! This time Tracey was more depressed though, the time she'd sat with time before she could pretend to be one of them but also get up any time she liked and go back to Emily and her normal life, this time was different, she had no normal life to go back too. She sat quietly and listened to the girls inane chatter, they seemed to have accepted their fate but Tracey knew her father would not want her to end up like this, a barely covered, shackled, slave. She had seen land the last time she was on deck and sure enough within a couple of hours a man appeared and told them to get up and ready to leave. The other girls were excited at leaving the ship after the long voyage but Tracey was full of trepidation and worry. Would Emily have a change of heart and save homemade her, she doubted it. After an agonisingly long wait the girls were brought onto the deck, the bright sunlight hurting her eyes. She could see that the ship was now moored along side a dock heaving with activity. She also saw that the male slaves were being taken ashore first, then the female slaves and then the fancy girls, there was no sign of Emily. As she walked down the steep gang plank, difficult in shackles, she trembled with fear, the white fancy girls were drawing a lot of attention from the men and women on the shore. The sight of a so scantily dressed white woman was obviously something to behold. Tracey noticed that the slaves once again had their loin clothes on, the woman were still bare breasted, at least the fancy girls were spared that shame. They all had to stand on the dockside while a man walked up and down counting them and for the first time she saw Emily, who had apparently assumed Tracey's position and was talking to the man counting them as if they were her slaves. For a second she thought of stepping forward and informing the man of her rightful position but she realised how silly that would look, she didn't know the man and he didn't know her, he had no reason to believe that Emily wasn't who she said she was and why would he believe or even listen to a shackled slave girl dressed like Tracey. So she stood quietly with the other girls still being jeered and looked at by what seemed like the towns entire population. A couple of laughing boys were even going down the line of girls lifting their shifts up to reveal their charms to the watching crowd, they reached Tracey and did it to her and she nearly died of embarrassment. If this had been at home and slaves were being treated the same was she would of laughed bigtits with the onlookers but now that she was on the receiving end of such treatment it wasn't so funny! Finally after what seemed like an age Emily and the counting man seemed satisfied and the whole group of them was marched off to their new quarters, a large store house on the edges of the dock. Once again the male slaves seemed to get the worst treatment, all amateur of them crammed into a small space, the women a larger space and the fancy girls even larger. There was straw on the floor of the stall they had been put into and Tracey suddenly saw that opposite them in another stall were some cattle. This wasn't a store house it was a barn! The slaves were just another type of animal to be kept in there. It was a horrible night, she slept fitfully if at all, as well as the sound of the other slaves around her the cows were making their own noises. The webcam next day wasn't any better either, at first light they were all herded outside into a small courtyard where they were fairly well crammed in. They were all stripped totally naked and then unseen people on the low roof, unseen before, threw ice cold buckets of water over them. The water really was shockingly cold but despite the squeals she didn't really mind, the sun was beating down on them and this was the first time she'd had water over her body since leaving England. Of course the fact that she was naked outdoors was positively scandalous, although she was one of many and the courtyard was enclosed she was still naked outside and even worse in full view of men. Of course she was also with naked men but as blacks they didn't count. She'd never been so pleased to get her scanty shift back on. 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