My name is Vasiliy. At the time of the events I was describing, I was 38 years old, and my wife, Anastasia, was 35. My wife is a slender blonde with 4 breasts and athletic build. We also have a daughter, who was then 18 years old (yes, my wife gave birth to her when she was 17 years old). I can not fail to mention the fact that the daughter went to the mother, both with constitution and a love for sports, and beauty. We lived in an African country when we abolished the policy of restrictions for the black population. What then began is hard to imagine. But we could not leave. I had a big loan and it just went uphill. First, all the white neighbors left in our former elite area for whites. Over time, the native inhabitants of these lands began to be settled. Habitual became interruptions in the supply of water and light. Later, the daughter was expelled from the institute, as they introduced a quota for the number of whites studying in all specialties.

I had to try hard to get it arranged by the secretary of the director of a small tourist local firm. By the way - the director was black, and it gave hope that the company would not be strangled. His wife was also fired from a design firm, after which she decided to make money with paintings. Life has become more difficult, but we managed something. But everything began to change even more after we received a letter of the following content. Revolutionary Committee. Appeal to the white population. Last year marked the liberation of the indigenous population of our country. Behind the days when the invaders enjoyed our benefits. We, the new owners of this country, are telling you that you are now a guest, and not at home and will have to accept our traditions, customs and rules. During the years of torture, abuse, exploitation, violence and humiliation of the white colonists, and later the white government will have to answer you by the only law - the law of justice.

No, we are not as wild as your ancestors and will not drive you into slavery, but we will introduce a number of civilized penalties from you 1. From now on 40 percent of whites will be taken in favor of the restoration fund of our state 2. In schools, institutions and workplaces 3. In order to learn to respect our traditions, all women from the age of 18 must wear the traditional clothes of our land. 4. Girls and women must be polite and take into account the high libido among men of the indigenous population.

Especially the last two points shocked us. (Porn stories) After all, traditional clothes here are a loincloth and a large number of beads that barely cover the chest. And so, we gathered at the family council with the question "What to do next." As a result of discussing the problem at the family council, we realized that we had nowhere to go, and that we would have to follow these new rules, no matter how much they confused us. We decided the next morning to go to the local market for new clothes, which used to be sold only to tourists as souvenirs. The next day, when we entered the main market square, we were amazed at the number of white women and girls wandering around the market in search of these very clothes. And some have already been in these very bandages and beads. And I must say on many women it looked amazing. I especially remember a young girl of about 25, who apparently did not have enough money for beads (after all, the prices for them soared to the skies), and who made her way to the market topless, shyly covering her breast with a third size. And the black merchant, who was walking towards her, pulled her hand out, forcing her to bare and weep with shame So we finally came to the counter that interested us.

Its owner, who introduced himself as Abimbola, predatoryly looked first at my daughter, then at his wife. Then he walked over to Lena, took hold of her chest with both hands. My daughter was taken aback by such arrogance, but remembering that we decided not to quarrel with the local population at the family council, sighed and said nothing.The negro-mercenary looked at me brazenly, perhaps expecting some kind of protest or other reaction, but I looked away and he began to touch my daughter everywhere. When he got tired of it, he began to undress her, while throwing clothes into a large container nearby. Lena was neither alive nor dead. I realized that for the first time I see my daughter naked, not counting infancy. My pants were obviously hardened, but I tried to pretend that everything was normal. Out of desperation, she did not even try to cover her chest, for which she won the meager praise of the shopkeeper.

Abimbola rummaging in his ruin brought her a bandage, which he immediately fastened to flax. This bandage did not cover anything at all, and was a thin strip of fabric in front of exposing her pussy and rope behind, leaving her large elastic buttocks completely bare. I already caught my breath. Meanwhile, the wife began to swear at the seller, demanding a more modest dressing. To which Abimball responded that he would choose a dressing at his own discretion and that he had the right to do so as a representative of indigenous peoples. But after looking into the angry face of my wife, he nevertheless took the bandage more modestly. Now the butt and pussy were covered, and the latter became visible only if Lena was leaning over. The next step was the beads. Since Lena's chest was already quite large, she had to collect quite a lot of beads. And so, the nipples looked through the sets of threads with glass and other things. Having handed over traditional footwear, the seller declared the price in 4 thousand dollars.

My soul went to the heels. We had only 2,000 with us, and yet we had to dress my wife. I tried to bargain, but the shopkeeper raised the price by up to 4.5 thousand, adding that my wife and daughter can work the rest later, refusing to clarify what he means by working out. Seeing the cost of his wife decided to abandon the beads. As a result, the amount was 5.5 thousand. Abimball set up a meeting day for the next week. And I, with my girls already dressed up according to the new rules, went home.