Plantation Slaves (14 page)

"Master,” Starr startled to see the overseer's son at the door. “I've a young'n that needs feed'n.” She hoped that he would leave her; sure that he got the wrong door.

He put the bottle of milk down on the table. “This is for the baby tonight."

"But, Master, I have milk for the baby.” He was young, probably he didn't understand.

"That's my milk tonight.” Billy Ray was adamant. “The baby can have it from the bottle."

"What!” She couldn't believe what he said.
Was he going to take the milk she had for her baby?

"Those are two fine tits, Starr. I'm gonna suck them. I's always wanted to suck milk from titties. And yours is mine tonight.” He closed the door behind him. He lay down on the bed. “Over here. And while I'm suckin', you can stroke my cock real good.” He unbuckled the wide belt that held up his pants, pulling it from around his waist. “Unless you want me to use this on your black ass."

She stood up when she saw the belt; the thick black leather belt would hurt, especially if he hit her with the metal buckle. She had been beaten enough to know when she had no choice and this was one of those times. She would have to put up with his sucking on her breasts. She looked as he drew his pants off, his underwear following next. He stroked his cock in his hand, the shaft growing thicker as he eyed her as she moved close to the bed.

She sat on the bed, feeling his hands around her waist as he pulled her over until she was leaning back against the pillow. He was next to her, his naked hip pressing up against her hip.

"I can see those titties bouncin’ nicely as you came over to the bed. They filled with milk?” He didn't wait for an answer, his hand leaving his cock, finding the buttons on the top of her night dress, opening them quickly in his haste. He put one hand in her night dress, finding a lovely, naked tit. He pulled it out until it was in the open. Her breast was big, bigger then he imagined. Her nipples were swollen, Billy Ray licking his lips as he imagined sucking them.

His hands were rough as he pulled her breast out of the night dress. Her naked breast bounced free; his hand pulling the other side of the night dress aside until both of her breasts were naked. She hated what he was going to do, but she had braced herself for him. He was impatient, his head moving down as one hand cradled her breast. She felt his wet lips embrace her nipple, Starr unable to stop her body from responding, her nipple growing erect from the touch. He started sucking on the nipple. “You gotta suck lower. On the areola."

He listened to her, sucking more of her tit into his mouth, his lips clasping on the dark areola that surrounded her hard nipple. He began to suck, drawing the tit into his mouth.

"You gotta do it easy if you want my milk.” She was afraid he would make her nipple too sore to even nurse her own baby if he continued like he was. She felt his mouth get gentler, his lips gently sucking on her breast.

He could taste it. He was actually drinking mother's milk. He continued to suckle her breast, stopping only long enough to give her another order. “Stroke my cock. But don't make me cum until I tell you.” His lips gripped back onto her breast, returning to suck the mother's milk from her tit.

She stroked his cock, her slim hand sliding up and down the rigid shaft, her fingers tightening over the head. She had done this too many times to count, taking broad strokes up and down as Billy Ray sucked her precious milk from her breast. He suckled one for fifteen minutes before she finally got him to switch. “It's sore, Master. Suck the other.” She stroked his cock faster, hoping to get his attention, relieved when he switched to the other.

She was good at masturbating his cock, her hand sliding smoothly up and down, Billy Ray trying hard not to cum. He enjoyed the taste of her milk and the thought of drinking mother's milk made his cock harder. He switched to the other one, the milk more abundant, making loud sucking noise as he drew in all of the milk. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, stopping long enough to tell her. “Make me cum now. And make sure you don't make a mess."

He went back to sucking her breast, Starr taking broad strokes with her hand, her fingers tightening as they passed over the thick ridge of the head, feeling the juices leaking from the head. Her other hand went to his balls, gently cradling the heavy, hot ball sack, squeezing gently until he moaned on her tit. She could feel the shaft growing, his ass rising up as she squeezed his balls harder, knowing he was ready to cum.

"EEEEEEEHHHH,” he came, feeling her soft hands extracting the cum from his balls, her hand covering the head as it spewed out his hot cum. Her hand slid easier now, his cum lubricating it as she continued to stroke him, another load of cum shooting out. He sucked her tit harder, her back arching to relieve the pain, but he didn't care, his cock shooting out three loads of cum on her black hands before he was finished. He let her stroke his softening cock for long minutes, releasing her tit from his mouth. He looked at the two black titties, the nipples shining with his saliva. They didn't look as full any longer. He got up, dressing quickly, leaving the room as Starr covered her bare breasts.

She was glad he was gone, cleaning her breasts before feeding her baby, promising her baby that she would soon have more milk for her. As long as Billy Ray left her alone.

The General couldn't sleep, finally getting up, putting on a robe and a pair of slippers on his feet. Maybe a good piece of ass would make him tired. He had fucked Mary in her pussy; it was now time to slip it up her ass. The halls were deserted as he made his way to the slave quarters. He shuffled quietly across the floor as he walked. He had her put in a separate room with no one else, planning on keeping her there just long enough for him to satisfy his lust before he moved on to a new one. He opened the door, the hall light shining in the dark room; Mary huddled in the bed, the blankets pulled up around her neck.

She didn't even hear the noise, suddenly seeing the light behind her closed eyelids. She opened her eyes, smelling the kerosene lamp burning, surprised and shocked to see the General hunched over the lamp. She felt the terror as he looked at her. Her pussy was just healing from the hard fuck he gave her in his bedroom, fucking her three times that night; the last was the worst when they spun her on his cock, his thick flesh tearing into her tender passage. Not again, she couldn't take it so soon. Her only hope was to beg. “Please, Master. I's too sore down there."

He looked at her in the lamp light, the lamp throwing off eerie shadows onto the wall. He reached over, pulling back the blanket, Mary releasing it as he pulled it off her body. She was wearing a thin night dress that couldn't contain her lovely body. He smiled evilly at her. “Don't worry, Mary. I won't fuck your pussy.” He moved closer to her. “Turn over onto your belly."

She looked at him, relieved that he wouldn't fuck her, but by the look on his face he had other things on his mind. Then she heard his command. On her belly. No, he couldn't be thinking of that. She had heard other girls talk about it. The whites liked to fuck them in the ass. They said it hurt, but that's what made the whites like it so much. “Please, not in my backside, Master. It's okay down there. You can use me there.” She would do anything but take his cock in her ass. It hurt enough in her pussy, a place made for a cock. Her asshole was too tiny to take his thick flesh without tearing painfully.

"Now you be a good girl and roll over.” He pushed on her side until she turned over, a nice plump ass sticking up. She looked at him, terror on her face. “I'll slip it into you nice and slow. You're gonna be takin’ lots of cock in your ass so you might as well get used to it.” He slapped one ass cheek, liking the way it jiggled from the blow.

Her ass stung where he slapped her, but she had bigger problems. He gripped the bottom of her night dress and was dragging it up over her hips. She wasn't wearing underwear tonight, her naked ass slowly revealed. But he didn't stop at her waist, tugging it all the way up until he forced her to take it off, throwing it next to her. She lay back down, naked on her belly, her thighs clenched tightly together.

He loved those dark, black ass cheeks sticking up into the air, deciding he might as well warm her up for an ass fucking. He spanked her ass for over five minutes, Mary sobbing as he moved from one cheek to the other, the flesh never stopped jiggling. He paid special attention to the tender skin where her ass met her thighs, slapping them harder as she jerked and moaned in pain. She'd forget all about the spanking once she had a cock up her ass.

She looked over at him, tears in her eyes, as the General finally stopped spanking her ass cheeks. They stung terribly, blubbering from the painful spanking. And that was just the beginning. He took out a bottle of oil, putting it on the table next to the bed. He dared not look away as he undressed, standing naked in front of her, his hand reaching down to his cock, already erect. She would never be able to take that monster in her backside. She had only one last hope. “Let me suck your big cock, Master. I'll suck it real good.” She had never done that before, but anything would be better then taking it up her ass.

"You'll suck my cock later, Mary. Now you're going to pleasure me with your asshole.” He reached over to grab the bottle of oil, sitting down on the bed next to Mary. “Spread you legs for me. I'll get you asshole nice and slippery for me. It'll make it go easier for you."

She had no choice, her legs spreading not very far, but more than she wanted. She fought the urge, finally able to relax her ass cheeks, knowing he could really damage her if she were too tight. And there was no use fighting him, he was the most powerful man on the plantation. No one defied the General and lived. She waited, cringing when his wrinkled hands slid over her ass cheeks, feeling the cold oil poured down her crack. It felt strange when the cold oil rolled over her anus, a tremor in her body as it tickled her tiny hole. She had little time to reflect, a fat finger following the oil, sliding up and down her crack, passing over her twitching anus. She braced for it, but nothing could make it easier, the finger pressed against her anus. She could feel it throbbing, almost able to feel the blood pounding in the tip as the pressure increased. “EEEEGGG.” The finger suddenly impaled her asshole, her anal ring forced open, closing tightly to trap the tip of his finger. Her insides went into tiny spasms, her muscles trying to force the invader out, but the finger was too strong, pressing hard against the muscles in her rectum. At least the oil made it burn less, but nothing could alleviate the fullness of the finger in a hole that was not made to have something shoved in, only out.

The General liked her tight, hot asshole. He loved her gasp of pain; there would be more once he pushed his cock into the breach. He bent his finger inside her, pushing hard on her rectal muscles. He pushed harder with his finger until it was buried up to the knuckles, twisting and turning it as he bore into her tight passage. She was grunting; his finger nothing to what it would be like with his cock in her asshole. He began to push his finger in and out, oiling up the tight passage for his cock. “Nice tight asshole, Mary. You're going to bring me much pleasure. You just pay attention and do what I say.” She was going to have to clench her muscles on his cock, giving him a good ride. Only then would he dump his cum in her guts.

It hurt as he shoved his finger in and out, loosening her up, bending his finger as he pulled it out, then shoving it back in. “OOOOW,” she cried out, her anal ring expanding to take another finger, stretching wide over the thick bones of his knuckles, twin fingers plunging into her virgin passage.
God, if only two fingers hurt, his cock would tear her apart.
They pushed in, her stomach cramping as they banged against a bend in her intestines. Her ass jerked up into the air almost as if she were humping his fingers. Her muscles cramped onto the fingers.

It looked like she was fucking his fingers, her ass going up and down, his fingers enjoying the delicious clenching of her asshole. He pulled his fingers out, eager to have his cock enjoy the same pleasure. He got between her legs, pushing out on her thighs until she spread her legs wider. “Real wide, Mary.” He settled down on her, his hand holding his cock out in front of him, the other peeling back her cheeks to expose her asshole. Even with his fingering, her asshole was still tiny. He grabbed her night dress, sticking it up to her mouth. “Bite on it. I don't want you waking up the others."

She really feared him now, the General gagging her, silencing the screams he would drive from her. She felt his hot flesh push against her anus, the oiled head feeling as if it were pulsating on her tiny hole. It was like a blunt rock shoved against her, feeling the General lowering his body onto her, releasing her cheeks, feeling them grip the head of his cock almost protectively. “MMMMGG,” her mumbled cries doing little to deter him. She felt the pressure increase, a burning centering on her anal ring, feeling the painful stretching as he became more aggressive and his heavy, naked body pressing hard onto hers. It felt like her anus was being driven into her body, the tiny hole pushed in when it failed to yield to his large cock.

Her cheeks were gripping the head of his cock as she tried to keep his cock out of her ass. He couldn't wait any longer, his body draped over hers, his heavy weight driving his cock into her asshole like a pile driver. Her tiny hole fought a valiant battle, but his hips were too powerful, a gasp from the General when her hole gave up the battle and his thick head slipped into the breach. It felt like an iron vise gripping his cock head, grabbinh his cock almost lovingly in a warm blanket. It might have been pleasurable to him, but to Mary it was anything but.

Her head threw back when she felt the sharp burning in her ass, her hole stretched to unbelievable proportions before it finally gave in and surrendered, the slick head of his cock slipping into her rectum. She screamed into the gag, the muffled sounds doing little to lessen the pain. She tried to move away, but his body pinned her to the bed like a wounded animal, speared with his thick shaft. She couldn't control her own muscles, the pain increasing as her rectal muscles tried to force out the invader, only succeeding to make it jerk in pleasure inside her tight hole.