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New Plantation Slave

John Childs remembered the first time he met Mr. Harken. It was early spring in 1819, and he was working as a hand for the Overseer. John thought nothing of him and paid him little attention. To John he was just another hired hand. Although he was a white hired hand, he was still treated as such. John did not know of the harsh discipline he enjoyed when Mr. Franks left. When Mr. Franks was moved to the cotton plantation, Mr. Harken took over as Overseer. John was now riding in the back of a...

The Plantation Changes Hands

(This story is dedicated to a beautiful woman I know, who I have yet to see. She has been my inspiration and, provided me with this story idea, and insights into Jasmine’s feelings and thoughts. I would love to have your comments and have you email me and tell me what you think of the story, or even chat with me about ideas for other stories or anything else.) * I come from an old North Carolina family. I’ve been working for the Department of Agriculture for a number of years. My father and...

A Plantation Story

A Plantation Tale. By The Professor 02/98 This story will be a period piece, taking place during the American Civil War period. I realize not everyone on the list is American, so trust me, the historical data is essentially correct. Now, this story is sort of "nasty" but I'm not sure, Thomas, that it meets all of your criteria for your contest. Still, I would appreciate your considering it. Also, I note that it is Black History Month in the United States. Did I write this in...

Growing up on a plantation

____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ My name is Toby and I grew up on a large cotton plantation in the south of Alabama in the 1840's. We owned over 100 nigger slaves. They were all given American names after Father bought them. More than three quarters of them were bucks. In our family there was my father (we always called him Father), my mother and my sister, Beth who was almost two years older than me, and...

Growing up on a plantation

Introduction: Before you decide if you want to read this story I want to tell you that it is degrading to blacks and women and the N word and other terms that few use now are used often, as it would have been at the time this story happened. It is just fiction and intended to be fun and interesting porn. If you will be upset by what you will read in it, please do not read it. Before you decide if you want to read this story I want to tell you that it is degrading to blacks and women and the N...

Malayan Plantation Boy

SAILING TO MALAYA: DANIEL Life was changing so quickly for me, I thought. I was standing by the rail of our great sailing vessel as we floated down the African coast to round the Horn and cross the Indian Ocean in the summer of 1904 to reach my family’s plantation home in Malaya—to the home where I had been told I had spent my earlier life but that I could barely remember. I was barely fourteen now, but I had only been three when my father had died on the plantation in Malaya and my mother...

Plantation Slave

X53211, Plantation Slaveby David Koury with the art of Shorterbus and Snap as edited by SirJeff. - do not use without permission.The beautiful naked blonde hung by her chained wrists from the whipping post on the auction block, her body still bearing the scars of her vicious bullwhipping at the hands of the disciplinarian. She had received 100 lashes with the « special » bullwhip which was only used on incorrigible slaves who dared to try to escape. She was easily identified by the numbers...

Plantation Slave

The beautiful naked blonde hung by her chained wrists from the whipping post on the auction block, her body still bearing the scars of her vicious bullwhipping at the hands of the disciplinarian. She had received 100 lashes with the « special » bullwhip which was only used on incorrigible slaves who dared to try to escape. She was easily identified by the numbers which had been branded deeply into her breasts. « X53 » on the right breast and « 211 » on the left. The intense tropical sun beat...

Mercy 8217 s teak plantation

I am 28 yrs old. I live in a small house in remote village of Kerala. My name is Ani. My parents are at Bangalore. They visit our village once in a year to look after our property of teak plantations. This year as my father was busy in business schedule, he send my mom Mercy to inspect our teak plantations. She landed from Bangalore by train. I had been there at station to pick her. For the first few days’ mercy was busy doing house hold chores and cleaning up the mess i had made up during the...

Spice PlantationChapter 8

We brought some lunch back in by the fireplace and ate with me sitting on the floor and Judy sitting on my lap. Of course we were both still naked. I was coming to find - and I think Judy was also - that spending the weekend naked was great. Neither of us had ever spent a long time at a stretch in the nude, but now we hadn't worn anything since Friday afternoon - almost three full days so far. We no longer thought it odd to head to the kitchen to get food or downstairs to the playroom or...

The Angry Whore Book 2Chapter 13 A New Plantation

08 January, 1687 Morning After Rauf Denkton had been introduced to John Archdale and he had turned over such papers as was instructed for him to deliver, Archdale shook his hand with gratitude and told him, "I have long yearned for a full train of evidence against Seth Sothel such as this. This evidence being full and particular against him, he and the others will, with out doubt, be found to be guilty." Then he smiled before continuing, "The papers you brought transferring ownership of...

pain pleasure of plantation

Susan was woken early by all the commotion ? well, it was early for her although most of her slaves had already been toiling for at least four hours in the boiling hot Caribbean sun. She ambled over to the balcony to see if she could find out what was going on; unlike most of the plantations on the island, the land close to the house had been turned over to crop growing rather than ornamental gardens which was the custom. As far as Susan was concerned, it was pointless having plants and flowers...

Plantation Living

Chapter 1 There’s no way to fully describe the magnificence of my family home. The house was over a hundred years old and was huge. To this day I still don’t know how many rooms there were. The house was always full of people, music, wonderful foods, and lots of other beautiful things. I remember the trees, the honeysuckle, and the creek where I went swimming on hot days. It truly was a wonderful life, if you were white. South Carolina was the heart of soul of southern living before the Civil...

The Adventures of Stampley Plantation

The Adventures of Stampley Plantation The Adventures of Stampley Plantation By WannabeWhitman DISCLAIMER:? This story is a homosexual fantasy involving slavery in the antebellum South, sex with minors, and racial epithets. If you think any of this might offend you, DO NOT READ. If you live in a country, state, or jurisdiction that prohibits you from reading this material, DO NOT READ. If you are a minor, DO NOT READ. NOTE TO READERS: The following is my first attempt at writing...

House Slave on Hopkins Plantation

Thank you and enjoy...I am thinking about writing more. Johncrinshaw1 October 19, 1861 Wilmington, North Carolina Planter James Hopkins Plantation When the air turns cool and crisp, it seems the energy it takes to get out of a warm bed becomes insurmountable. Looking out the bedroom window at the sun, as it begins its daily peak over the eastern most hill of the plantation, I gather my will and toss the covers off and heavily flop my feet to the cold floor. My robe is unfortunately...

Sugar Cane Plantation Chptr 1

The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 1 She always felt so much at home when she visited the island. Silly really since she spent almost all of her time elsewhere – working long, tedious hours at the law firm. Still, her vacations always brought her here to the warm breezes, the smell of the ocean, the lush foliage. So it seemed that each time she was able to visit, she was coming home. This time it would be a little different. In the past she had always stayed at one of the...

Pomeroy Plantation

I was born on a cotton plantation September 4, 1882 in East Texas. If you drew an equal sided triangle with the base running from Longview to Tyler, the Pomeroy Plantation, founded by my great grandfather Rufus Leroy Pomeroy I, would be in the middle of the triangle.The Pomeroy Plantation was in the mist of a complete revival from the ravages of the War of Aggression, wrought by the Yankees, and the scourge of Yankee Carpetbaggers.My father, Rufus Leroy Pomeroy III, thru his personal genius had...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 13

Chapter 13 - The Old ManShanika and Yolanda stood together watched as the negro slave girl's most recent master disappeared down the path to the cabins."It's time for you to get ready to go back home," Yolanda said. "Let's get you washed up." The colored lady led the black slave into the barn and handed her chain over to Elois, the young attendant. Maya and Darla, the mother and daughter, had already been bathed and were waiting for the rest of the slaves making the return trip to be ready. The...

Sugar Cane Plantation

She always felt so much at home when she visited the island. Silly really since she spent almost all of her time elsewhere – working long, tedious hours at the law firm. Still, her vacations always brought her here – to the warm breezes, the smell of the ocean, the lush foliage. So it seemed that each time she was able to visit, she was coming home. This time it would be a little different. In the past she had always stayed at one of the big resorts. The ones with the private beaches, and golf...

House Slave on Hopkins Plantation 2

Thank you and enjoy...I am thinking about writing more. Johncrinshaw1 October 19, 1861 Wilmington, North Carolina Planter James Hopkins Plantation Defiantly, she looks directly at me as if gauging my level of charge. Without even a sound she abruptly steps on the wagon rung and climbs in the seat next to Ed. Her posture straight and proud, as if mocking her newly acquired position of purchased property. My property, and I am damned if this will be allowed. Staring with her eyes facing...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 15

Chapter 15 - The OutsideThe dream was always the same. Only the faces changed.Shanika stood on the block at the Plantation Club auction. Her hands clasped behind her head, her legs spread. She could feel the heat of the sun on her naked black body. She could feel the weight of the manacles and chains that bound her. Displaying herself for the pleasure of the bidders whose white faces she could barely make out before her. They were all bidding for the chance to own her body.She'd see different...

Shanika at the Plantation Club

Shanika at the Plantation Club by NealChapter 1 - The InterviewShanika was puzzled as she got off the bus. She knew that her interview at the Plantation Club wouldn't actually be on the premises, but she wasn't expecting it to take place in a second floor office over a row of shops in a suburban commercial district. She also felt out of place here, only a few miles from the city where she lived, she saw no black faces other than her own.She was self conscious as she scanned the addresses,...

Brianna s MasterChapter 5 The Plantation

Before leading her off the boat, Howard fastened her hands behind her back with some type of handcuffs. Brianna didn’t know why. She wouldn’t try to escape. There was no where that she could go. Then he attached a leash to her collar and led her off the ship drawing several lewd comments from the men complimenting her Master on his property. It was the kind of humiliation that she was starting to get used to. Off the ship, her Master led her to an open wagon that was loaded with the Master’s...

White whore on the slave plantation pt 1

Jessica was at a difficult age, a child with the blossoming body of a woman, a blue eyed pale skinned, blonde haired goddess/ child part latino part caucasian, she lived with her mother on the Carlos Menendez Plantation where James’s family had grown cotton for three generations. James tried everything to please Jessica but it was useless, he believed she hated him, It wasn’t his fault that Jessica’s father died or that her mother had married his father. James’ mother had died when he...

Plantation Overthrow Gangbang

‘Bend over, nigger,’ Master demanded, as he prepared to **** my ass again, preventing me from getting the table ready for dinner. I reluctantly obeyed, like the full service slave I was, having learned the consequences of disobedience as the scars on my back showed. Master, a disgusting man in his sixties, his wife long dead, used me for his sexual fulfillment, using my mouth and ass for his pleasure daily. He left my cunt alone because he didn’t want any mixed-race babies tainting his white...

Plantation Overthrow Gangbang

"Bend over, nigger," Master demanded, as he prepared to **** my ass again, preventing me from getting the table ready for dinner. I reluctantly obeyed, like the full service slave I was, having learned the consequences of disobedience as the scars on my back showed. Master, a disgusting man in his sixties, his wife long dead, used me for his sexual fulfillment, using my mouth and ass for his pleasure daily. He left my cunt alone because he didn't want any mixed-race babies tainting his white...

Plantation Slave

X53211, Plantation Slave ?????????????????????????????????????????? X53211, Plantation Slave The beautiful naked blonde hung by her chained wrists from the whipping post? on the auction block, her body still bearing the scars of her vicious bullwhipping at the hands of the disciplinarian. She had received 100 lashes with the ? special ? bullwhip which was only used on incorrigible slaves? who dared to try to escape. She was easily identified by the numbers which had been branded deeply...

Plantation Lullabies

Plantation Lullabies Plantation Lullabies What would make a person spend $20,000 on a week-long session with a pro-domme?? Believe it or not, Mistress Emmanuelle, the Black Dominatrix who arrogantly charged the exorbitant fee, was booked solid for eight months in advance with her popularity growing by word of mouth alone.? Charles Trenton was intrigued by the concept when he read about her on his favorite BDSM message board.? The thread was started by someone who claimed to have been a...

The Angry Whore Book 2Chapter 11 The Blanchart Plantation

27 December, 1686 Night As Denkton sat down at the now much more luxurious dinning table, with overhead skylight which Ihon had installed as part of the ships retrofit, he told the others, "Edentown is seated just a stones throw away past this creek on the north side of the Roanoke River. It is the largest town in the area and is and has been the seat of the governors for many years." "The only seat I have any interest in is the broad one making up my uncle's ass and only then...

House Slave on Hopkins Plantation 3

Thank you and enjoy...I am thinking about writing more. Johncrinshaw1 October 19, 1861 Wilmington, North Carolina Planter James Hopkins Plantation Laying on her back on the workbench with her arms stretched over her head is Hannah. Surrounded by three others, her hair is tangled and matted and she is drenched in sweat. The tears streaming down her face leave salty trails out the side of her eyes; she has a permanent grimace showing her stark white teeth. Her plump mother Adena, the head...

Shanika at the plantation club chapter 1

Chapter 1 - The InterviewShanika was puzzled as she got off the bus. She knew that her interview at the Plantation Club wouldn't actually be on the premises, but she wasn't expecting it to take place in a second floor office over a row of shops in a suburban commercial district. She also felt out of place here, only a few miles from the city where she lived, she saw no black faces other than her own.She was self conscious as she scanned the addresses, looking for the number on the note she held...

Orton Plantation in North Carolina

Maria my real estate broker told me young assistant is in North Carolina waiting for me at the Orton Plantation. She will show me the property and be available to me for my needs. Her name is; Renee age 29 and she got her divorce three months ago. I arrived at the plantation and walked into the house, Renee is bending over to pick up some dropped papers and she feels my eyes upon her body, admiring and checking her out, she had heard a nearly silent sound come from my mouth, like a little...

White whore on the slave plantation part 2

James returned to the house as dusk fell, “Where is Jessica, I thought she was with you?” Maria asked. “She went skinny dipping with the slaves, so I had her collared and branded,” James informed her. “Very funny, so where is my daughter?” Maria asked. “Chained up naked in the slave house as a kind of naked whore,” he explained. “That’s not funny!” Maria protested, “I know she is wilful and out of control.” “Not any more she’s chained up in the hut, there was a whole row of...

Sugar Cane Plantation Chptr 5

The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 5 She began to feel regret at having put a thoroughly spent and exhausted June to bed with her husband. The whole evening had been a sexual thrill– an emotional dynamo as she experienced the rush of being in control, of hearing her friend and lover scream from her soul. True, she had allowed herself a few quite pleasant orgasms during the course of the evening, but her pussy still felt swollen and needy. She decided there might be some benefits to...

Plantation slave girls

Introduction: Plantation owners family enjoys having slaves This story is about black slavery before the civil war and in a couple places it uses the N word. If this will bother you, please do not read this story. ____________________________________________________ The location is southern Georgia near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not...

Black Men A Plantation owner s Wifes Story

He stood before me, a giant of a man, dirty and ragged with muscles rippling on his stomach, and as I walked around him, my eyes traced his thin waist and the V on his taut buttocks, my favorite part when looking at a man, but what excited me about this particular encounter, he was mine, not by an affair attached to the heart, no this was business, he was mine as a gift from my husband, to amuse myself with, this was a plantation in the deep south, and he was my slave, my private property, and...

Plantation Lullabies

What would make a person spend $20,000 on a week-long session with a pro-domme? Believe it or not, Mistress Emmanuelle, the Black Dominatrix who arrogantly charged the exorbitant fee, was booked solid for eight months in advance with her popularity growing by word of mouth alone. Charles Trenton was intrigued by the concept when he read about her on his favorite BDSM message board. The thread was started by someone who claimed to have been a client of this outrageously strict Ebony Domme whose...

The Plantation of Love and Tragedy

Ann was always the type of girl who did what she thought was right even if it meant going against what was popular. She wasn't the type of person who liked confutation but she wasn't afraid to fight for what she believed in. Which means she isn't a push over by any means believe me I know from experience. She would also do anything for love as long as it didn't go against her beliefs or so she thought. When she was fourteen she met a boy by the name of Brandon who she instantly fell head...

Sugar Cane Plantation Chptr 4

When she awoke, Eric was still sleeping but June was already up. Finishing in the bathroom she slipped out, trying not to wake Eric, into the other room where she found June. June smiled and greeted her. Cynthia asked her if they should go to breakfast or wait for Eric. June looked at with a funny expression and replied “Neither right now love. I have something that I need very much like for you to do for me”. Cynthia assured her she would and wondered why she even asked. June...

Sugar Cane Plantation Chptr 3

The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 3 The two men, one leading the other by a leash attached to the thumb cuff imprisoning his cock, followed Cynthia back into the playroom. Sharon beamed as Eric was led in since he had clearly chosen the cock whipping over a night in the fiddle. As Cynthia thought about it, he had probably made a wise choice. As painful as what the women planned for him might be, it would at some point be over, while being locked in the feared fiddle would be a...

Sugar Cane Plantation Chptr 2

The Sugar Cane Plantation - Chapter 2 As another day bloomed on the tropical island, she couldn’t help thinking about what the evening might bring? Was it possible to OD on kink? In the back of her mind she wondered if she could overdo it and become blasé? Certainly would not want that to happen – she was enjoying this too much. She vowed to discus it with her new friends later. For now the pool beckoned and she stretched out – enjoying the warm tropical sun. When she...

Plantation slave girls

If this will bother you, please do not read this story. ____________________________________________________ The location is southern Georgia near the coast just before the Civil War. Horace Franklin was a successful businessman in his late thirties. He owned a small plantation where he lived. It was only about forty acres. He did not farm it but let two sharecroppers pay him for the place to grow crops. He had a wife, Ellen, and two...

Everclear Plantation Ch 2

I woke to the sound of Blue barking on the front porch as he always does. He has an ongoing feud with a riverboat that makes its way up the river every other day. The sun was just rising and shown in the windows. The home was quiet as always other than blue. I called him and he came into the bedroom and put his big head on the bed and looked at me with his big soulful light-blue eyes and a silly look on his face. Blue is a large hound, originating in Australia and the breed is called Catahula...

White Plantation WIfe Breed by Blacks

The following story is for entertainment purposes only. The year is 1770. The place is Colonial Virgina. I’m the owner of a large plantation and I have a fetish that I fulfill using my wife and my slaves. My wife watches all those big black slaves working in the field during the day. Big and strong, sweating in the sun. But at night I bring those horse hung Niggers into our bedroom….and they’ve got a different kind of work to do! ‘Get of your knees bitch and start sucking those Nigger...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 18

Chapter 18 - The great returnAfter her encounter with the white teenagers in the bus and seeing how things have turned in the abandoned building, Shanika decided that she cannot keep to live has she wanted in the outside world. To her shame she add realized that she have loved every second of her brutal and humiliating encounter with the three white boys and the beautiful white girl. Even if they have been really mean with her, she has obeyed them and had loved it, a lot. So, she took the only...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 17

Chapter 17 - The Good SamaritanShanika walked down the street hoping to avoid meeting anyone in her unclothed condition, but painfully aware of the miles to go to reach her apartment. No one was on the street, but occasionally cars went by and she was sure people could see her from their windows.After a few minutes she saw someone coming the other way. An older white man was walking carrying a bag of groceries. She could see he had graying hair and and a graying beard. He wore an old army field...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 16

Chapter 16 - The TeenagersThe next morning found Shanika riding on the back of the bus again. She was looking forward to her day at the consulting agency. She caught herself squeezing her legs together as she thought about Mr. Whitlock and what services he might want her to perform today now that he knew what she was.This time when the bus got crowded, she simply stood rather than offer her seat. She noticed a white woman about her own age sit in her former seat and felt pleasure at having...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 10

Chapter 10 - The GalaElois, the negro attendant, dressed in her usual denim shirt and wrap around skirt, took Shanika's chain from Yolanda as the two colored women entered the slave barn. The young negro girl led the black slave to a stall. After brushing Shanika's teeth she lathered her up and began to shave her pussy. She was just about finished when Mr. Richards walked in. He stood with Yolanda and spoke quietly to her as he watched the attendant lead her charge to the wash stall."Time to...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 7

Chapter 7 - The ReturnSeveral weeks had passed since Shanika's weekend at the Plantation Club. Some mornings she would wake having dreamed she was still there: naked and chained, standing on the auction block, the lust in the eyes of the white folks as they bid their money for her black body.As she came out of her slumber, she'd become aware of her surroundings: her bedroom in her apartment, the sounds of the city outside her window. Gradually the clarity of the dream would begin to fade until...

Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 6

Chapter 6 - The DepartureIt was hard to imagine that the weekend was almost over. It seemed like a long time since she'd started out down the path that led here, but a week ago she hadn't even heard of the Plantation Club.This time it was the young negro girl who led Shanika to the wash stall in the barn. "No need to shave that coochie since you be goin' back today," she said. The girl looked the other way as the slave girl squatted over the drain and relieved herself. She soaped her up,...

Plantation slave fucks the master s wife

It's 1850, 10 years prior to the silver war. Matthew and Rebeca Johnson own a small plantation in Georgia. Matthew is 52 and Rebecca is 45.They are c***dless after trying for years to conceive. Since she has just gone thru the 'change of life' they know it will never happen.It is noon on a Sunday. They have just returned home from attending church service where Rebecca sings in the choir and Matthew is a church elder. Matthew has just left to go to the auction in town as he does every Sunday....

White Plantation WIfe Breed by Blacks

The following story is for entertainment purposes only.The year is 1770. The place is Colonial Virgina.I'm the owner of a large plantation and I have a fetish that I fulfill using my wife and my slaves.My wife watches all those big black slaves working in the field during the day. Big and strong, sweating in the sun.But at night I bring those horse hung Niggers into our bedroom....and they've got a different kind of work to do!"Get of your knees bitch and start sucking those Nigger Cocks!"Suck...

On the Plantation

Chapter 1 Abigail Hanford stared at her friend in disbelief. "But why, Christabel? How? Your parents wouldn't leave you here alone, they just wouldn't!" Christabel Jennings grinned smugly, and mischief glittered in her green eyes. "Daddy was supposed to come back from Atlanta this morning, so Mama took the early coach to go visit her cousin Etta. Only Daddy sent a message with yesterday's coach that he has to stay in Atlanta for three more days. I was outside when the messenger came,...

Spice PlantationChapter 3

I paused in my reading and laid the thick journal aside, leaving it open to my place. I turned my full attention to Judy - an easy task. I noticed her nipples were once again hard and she was squirming against her bonds. The story of my great uncle, as told in his journal, must have been really turning her on. Of course, my free hand stroking her bare breasts and pubes might also have had something to do with that. I'm sure both had contributed to the hard erection I now...

Spice PlantationChapter 4

When we finished the food, I carried the tray back to the kitchen, dumping the garbage and putting the rest into the dishwasher. Judy was right. While I enjoy cooking and while Judy and I have spent several interesting evenings preparing semi elaborate meals, this convenience form of food preparation left a lot of additional time for more interesting activities. When I returned to the bedroom, Judy had built up the fire and put on her wrist and ankle cuffs again. She was lying on the lounge...

Spice PlantationChapter 5

As I opened my eyes I could see daylight around the edges of the curtain. I moved myself gently away from Judy and climbed out of bed without disturbing her. I noticed a lot of the redness was gone, but there were still a few welts across her smooth skin. Nothing that wouldn't disappear within a couple of days, but I suspected she was still going to be a bit sore today. I moved over to the window and glanced out around the edge of the curtain. The sky was a cloudless cobalt and the glare of...

Spice PlantationChapter 7

I lay on the bed beside Judy, casually stroking her firm and still warm bottom as she sighed in contentment. Thirty minutes earlier she had been tied along the length of the padded horse, her ankles spread to the two legs at one end and her wrists to the two at the other. Nipple clamps dangled from each breast and she ground her pussy hard against the smooth padding of the horse with each stroke of the cat I delivered. I whipped her until her entire ass was red and hot to the touch and she...

The Shaws

The Family Shaw.This wicked tale is set mostly in the North-West of England and starts in January 1820. This was not a good time to be poor in England, and a great, great many people were poor. Mad King George 111 died on the 29th of the month and his son became George 1V. The extent of civil unrest in the, newly, United Kingdom at that time was very much greater than is commonly realised and in the 12 months either side of January 1820 a total well in excess of 100 citizens would die and many...

THE HUNT Chapter 6 A Coming Storm

We are told by the seamstress that the clothes that Tupac requested for me would be ready in a couple days. I had to laugh at the reaction from the guys. If getting the new clothes meant I was going to be wearing clothes more often, they were all in favor of leaving the village immediately and returning for them at some undefined future date. When I assured them that these new clothes did not change my attitude to when I was dressed, they were fine with remaining in the village for a few...

THE HUNT CHAPTER 6 A COMING STORM

CHAPTER 6: A COMING STORMWe are told by the seamstress that the clothes that Tupac requested for me would be ready in a couple days. I had to laugh at the reaction from the guys. If getting the new clothes meant I was going to be wearing clothes more often, they were all in favor of leaving the village immediately and returning for them at some undefined future date. When I assured them that these new clothes did not change my attitude to when I was dressed, they were fine with remaining in the...

Kunta s VIndication

He smiled with a sense of palpable satisfaction, listening to the hungry slurping sounds rising up from below. Justice. Sweet justice. Memories came as goose bumps prickled the back of his neck. He was getting close. Any other time, the tragic memories would have been too painful to bear. But not anymore. Now they only heightened his sexual pleasure and vindication.He remembered the time he was chained to a pole in the plantations courtyard and whipped. All this because he laid hands on...

Jamaica Ritual

I passed by my father’s bedroom to tell him I was going down to the river to meet my friend Sydney from the neighboring Sheldon Grove sugar cane plantation to fish for mangrove snapper for cook’s special fish stew, but I could see he was busy. Jimar, the uppity house slave—well beyond his station since childbirth took my mother and the baby away three years earlier, in 1822, when I was but eleven—naked, on his back on my father’s bed. My father held, ramrod straight, above the boy of fourteen,...

Low Country Slave Boy

“Here, I made this for you,” Quaquo said as the two brown boys, Quaquo nearly seventeen and Serrah a newly initiated fourteen, lay behind the levee of the Sierra Leone rice field, touching each other, preparing to go to a new-found heaven. He opened the pouch lying next to his discorded wrap and came up with a carved ivory disk necklace, each disk held to the next by a leather string. He put around Serrah’s neck. “Here, this necklace gives you the power of confidence and assurance that you will...

She Goes Both Ways

Eighteen fifty seven had not been a good year for Missus Amanda Williams. In February, her husband Samuel had left her. Not just left her for another woman, but of all people, an actress of twenty something. Whilst losing her husband was hard to take, for a woman rapidly approaching forty, the fact that he opted for a young thing was devastating to her. Then in July, her father had died from a massive heart attack. Being in London when that happened, it was impossible to get home to the...

Savannah 01

This is the first part of a long story hence, its publication in the Novels and Novellas section of Lit. I hope to publish a new part every three weeks or so and I look forward to hearing from anyone that reads it. Eighteen fifty seven had not been a good year for Missus Amanda Williams. In February, her husband Samuel had left her. Not just left her for another woman, but of all people, an actress of twenty something. Whilst losing her husband was hard to take, for a woman rapidly...

A Night in the Old South

Ellen heard muffled voices somewhere off in the darkness and froze in her tracks. The rutted path upon which she struggled to keep her footing, had no doubt been recently trampled by soldiers on their way to and from the irregular picket-lines, which the tattered remnants of the Georgia Militia had stretched thinly through the woods northwest of Savannah to defend their retreat. The deep grooves impressed into the mud, which made walking so treacherous, were dug by heavy cannon wheels, she...

Escape From LexingtonChapter 12

Monday March 18, 1844 We finished unloading the wagon that held the tables and chairs and unloading a second wagon of handmade furniture as well. When both were empty, we headed for Lexington. By the time we headed home, we had three more wagons, each with a team of six mules, as well as six extra mules. I paid half as much for the mules here as they sold for in St. Louis. I can’t even imagine what they’d sell for in Independence and St. Joseph. We filled two wagons with lumber. One was...

The Drowning of the Mermaid

Winston McNeil was pissed off. He had been sacked from yet another job in the tourist resort of Runaway Springs. This time it was for taking home a half finished bottle of port one of the rich white hotel guests had left in their room when they left. Now all three of the main hotels had sacked him he was unlikely to find another job at the resort. He would, reluctantly, have to try to get a job back on the sugar plantation, where he was brought up. Before leaving Runaway Springs he...

Shadow Hall Ch 01

Remington Alexander LaBaux (Remi) was an only child. He was born and raised on an old family plantation in northern Louisiana, which grew sugar cane, as did most of the plantations in that region. The plantation had been in his family since before the Civil War and was handed down to the oldest male of each generation since it was founded. His mother had passed away during child birth and his father, being a man of the land with not much of an education, had sent him off to boarding school for...

THE HUNT Chapter 1 The Beginning

The setting for the story in my mind is similar to the mid-1700’s of America, if not really. The setting is still primitive, still wild and raw, still largely untamed, and in some places seemingly inaccessible simply due to geological formations. Outside the larger cities along the sea coasts, the economy of the inhabited, ‘civilized’ if you will, land is largely on the backs of slavery. The racial makeup of the characters in unimportant and purposefully not defined. White, black, native...

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Here’s another one of my favorites from elsewhere. Enjoy!I never expected it to happen there. I mean, being the age that I was and all, I always expected that sort of thing to happen to me back home, in the US. Not in India. But there I was, a young lass at the age of 19, visiting relatives, and discovering that this wasn’t the India of my c***dhood. I was born in India, but my parents moved to the US when I was 6 months old, and we’ve lived there ever since. But we visited often, at first...

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Here’s another one of my favorites from elsewhere. Enjoy! I never expected it to happen there. I mean, being the age that I was and all, I always expected that sort of thing to happen to me back home, in the US. Not in India. But there I was, a young lass at the age of 19, visiting relatives, and discovering that this wasn’t the India of my childhood. I was born in India, but my parents moved to the US when I was 6 months old, and we’ve lived there ever since. But we visited often, at first...

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1. The innocent, unsuspecting prey. I blame myself. It was my own fault, I shouldn’t have bought that bloody book of erotic stories. But you know how it is, we all have needs. Besides, a bit of titillation is nice when you’re at a loose end and the love of your life is a long way away. It’s normally quite harmless – a distraction, that’s all, an innocent way of easing the boredom and the sexual tension. That’s the way I look at it, anyway. Still, maybe I shouldn’t have bought that...

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This document is dated March 16th 1869 during the Reconstruction after the Civil War. It offers different insight than the testimony of Cornelia Greaves Hutchings in that it casts a much different motivation on Cornelia’s only son and the new Plantation owner Master Charles Hutchings and his associates after the war. If you read Fall from Grace then both agreed that the origin of the unusual nature of bondage at the Parnish Billue House was devised by Cornelia’s Grandmother Madame Nancy...

A Southern WarmingChapter 4

"Do I have permission to enter?' she asked with a smile. I could see a little sparkle in her eyes. I immediately got up from my chair and turned toward the woman who had recently beaten me in a race. "You are a hard person to catch," I said, as I flashed one of my, (so I'm told), infectious smiles. She laughed at my comment and with a chuckle said, "I live on the island across the bridge. I like to take my run on the beach in the morning. I have been doing it for quite some time....

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It was hot and I couldn't sleep. When I crawled under the sheet on the couch an hour earlier, I had stripped down to nothing but my boxers. But now I couldn't find a comfortable position. I lay on my back, the sheet pulled down to my waist with one leg bent at the knee protruding from the sheet. I was nearly naked, but I was still uncomfortably warm. It was about the minimum amount of my body I could cover with the sheet and still be decent. Not that being decent mattered all that much. I was...

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AIR ACE VERSUS HEIDEGGER'S HORROR by Vanessa Lawrence (continued from part 1) Chapter Four Chuck Dennison swooped as low as she dared over the wreck of the G-1B. It had hit pretty hard and was blazing from end to end. A short distance away a group of people seemed to just be staring at the inferno, but an occasional bullet still whizzed by the Sky Shark's canopy, showing that all the fight had not gone out of everyone down there. There was no way to determine whether...

The Georgia Peach Part 01

“Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth, upon this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war …” From The Gettysburg Address, Abraham Lincoln - November 19, 1863 Chapter 1 – On the banks of the Oostanuala, May 11th 1864 It was a high rock face, overlooking the dark violence of the swollen Oostanaula river. He sat alone, watching as the early morning arrivals broke...

Somewhere in Time A Trip to WacoBook 2 Chapter 17

Bob and his family spent the next three days taking in the sights of Houston, while they waited for their wagons and livestock to arrive. They went to the theater one night. Another was spent in the hotel, with everyone enjoying each other's company. Bob got into a high stakes poker game at one of the gambling houses. It was actually an honest game, and all the players were also honest. They were also good. They played until one in the morning and Bob managed to stay even for the night. When...

Lawman From HellChapter 6

“Yes sir, may I help you and the lady?” The desk clerk asked. Frank restrained the urge to inform the desk clerk that she wasn’t a lady by any stretch of the word. “We need a room with two bathing tubs and the lady will pay her part.” “Yes sir. Would you like me to show you to your room? You’ll be on the top floor in number 401.” “We’ll find it. We may be naked by the time we get there. We’re in sort of a heat here as it is. Will there be water in the tubs or will we need to carry it up...

Thibadeau the Pirate the Early Years

Sarah and Jason Thibadeau received a letter from the publishers of their story Thibadeau The Pirate. Opening it they read: Jason, we have just received a letter from a person by the name of Thibodeaux located in North Carolina. She has asked me to put you in contact with her. She claims to have information about an ancestor of hers that very possibly could be the same person as the first Jason Thibadeau of Vermont. According to this lady there are too many similarities between her ancestor and...

She Goes Both Ways Ch 07

Amanda and Adam returned to Selby Bluff in mid-July for the cotton harvesting. That entailed very early starts at daybreak, long days and late finishes at dark, a work pattern that neither were at all used to. The crop was satisfactory in overall volume, but the yield per acre was low, the lowest it had ever been. Most plantation owners attributed this to the slaves getting lazier over the years, they never really gave much consideration to fact that it might be due to lack of capital...

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***********************The following story is a work of erotic fiction intended for entertainmentpurposes only. It includes scenes of racial humiliation sex between adolescent peers. This story is not intended to be read by minors or anybody else who may be unduly influenced by its contents. Anyone who believes that they might be offended by the nature of this story should find some other form of entertainment. This story will take a slave route (between whites and blacks of early America)and...

Mistress of Five Oaks

Mistress of Five Oaks Last night, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionaryof dreams I keep on my bedside table, to see if there is any significance tothis particular nighttime vision. It seems a dream of a black horse is a dreamof passion. Considering all that has happened in the past weeks, I am not surprised. For the first time in months there is a man in my bed. I'd had the samedream the night before and I managed to get back to sleep. But tonight sleepwouldn't...

The Georgia Peach Part 02

William Sherman had ensconced himself in the upstairs study. It was a room he knew well having spent many happy hours in here, drinking brandy and smoking his favourite cigars with poor old John. He was not happy now though, not in the slightest, and his river of discontent had many tributaries. Stroking his distinctive red beard, and running a hand through his unkempt hair of matching colour, Sherman was consumed by pensive thoughts. Surely, she couldn’t be guilty of what they were all now...

The Hunter Ch 03

Pat walked carefully through the wooded area. All his senses were fully alert. The ground was covered with dry leaves twigs and dead foliage. It was impossible to walk silently. Each footstep resulted in the crackle of dry material. It appeared to Pat that the area had not had a fire in several years. Fires on an almost yearly basis ravaged most areas in this part of Florida. Mostly lightning started the fires. The fires were really a blessing in some ways. They kept the undergrowth cleared...

The Mandingo Breeders Club

The Reconstruction Era in United States history covers the period from 1865 to 1877, following the Civil War. There were many societal changes taking place in that post-emancipation period, including consensual interracial sexual interactions between African-Americans and white people, as the blacks adapted to their new freedoms. Many of the black people continued working on the plantations as paid employees, and some of them also farmed their own parcels of land.Aspects of those interactions...

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www.papahaxx.com visit here to see real porn Trevor Christian was a 33 year old third generation Englishman, who had recently arrived on Pitcairn Island to take up the threads of the life and means of livelihood which had originally been started by his Grandfather, Fletcher Christian who was one of the original rebels on board the ship "THE BOUNTY" which had been run aground on it's shores over 100 years ago. The sailors had thereafter decided to continue their lives on this beautiful...

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"You can read it if you want to, Daniel. This last part, I mean." "Sure?" I knew Emily spent a lot of time on this. She called it her journal, but it was more a collection of fiction writing and her thoughts, some run-on, some bits and pieces, from whatever was floating through her mind. I'd learned over the years—well, from the get-go really—Emily had a very active imagination. Honestly speaking, a salacious one. It was one of the many things I loved about her. She kept this thing...

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Sharecropper His Stepson

Caesar Brown chopped the wood with an old ax that had belonged to his father. Born in 1877, he was the son of former slaves. He earned his living as a sharecropper on what had been the Hickey plantation before the Civil War. He was had two biological sons and was on his third wife. The first wife, Sallie, gave him both sons, Thomas and Leo. She passed away in 1903 from a burst appendix. As most widowers with small c***dren did back then, he almost immediately married. Her name was Lena. He was...

To The Matt Part 5

Tanya, Anya, and Ara?a hugged and kissed Taylor as she entered the backstage area, with most of the roster coming out to greet her triumphant return to the GCW after two years away. The fact that they were in wrestling in her hometown or that she hadn't done much that evening hadn't clicked with any of them yet but when they saw her hug and kiss her family it finally dawned on them that this was all planned and was big for the company. She went through the gathered men and women and ac...

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The voting over, the Union forces began their siege of Mobile in earnest. At dawn, the guns roared out. First, they attacked the walls. When Confederate artillery fired back, one third of the Union batteries engaged in counter-battery fire. Another third attacked the lines of trenches before the walls. Two monitors sailed from the fleet to fire upon the sea-front at short range. On the third morning, Union infantry charged the lines outside the walls. The Union holding those lines meant...

The Angry Whore Book 2Chapter 12 The Iron Door

28 December, 1686 Morning Felipe, Cog, Lomasi and Penrose remained at the plantation while all others including the two guardsmen returned to the Maidens Revenge, then after having secured the guardsmen below decks the rest established themselves about the mess table aboard the Maidens Revenge to consult matters of their common objective. Scarlet describe how it was that he had come to dispatch the two guardsmen, and the desperate circumstances and sentiment of the black slaves he had...

Tammy s Craving for Indian Cocks and Cum Part Two

It would be best to read Part One of this story to get a better understanding of the couple and their motivations, as well as seeing descriptions of some of their first cuckold activities. But the following synopsis may give you a good start.In Part One of this story, I describe how I’m writing this story for a couple, in their voices, who live in a small town in Washington. They are Tammy (thirty-eight years old) and Rick (forty-three), and they begin a cuckold lifestyle, in an interesting set...

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A total of 117 men showed up by the specified time, and that was enough for a significant ambush. We spread out along the road in a dense woods and waited for the militia column to come to us. They showed up about 4:00 PM and were already tired from marching in the heat and humidity of Southern Georgia. There was almost no breeze, so they had no relief as they marched, and they were going through water at a rapid rate. I’m not sure of exactly how it happened, but the 800 men were not...

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