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 Sam grabbed the slave's breast through the thin dress she was wearing and
pulled on the nipple until it was erect.  He could see in her eyes she
hated being violated by a child but that she knew there was nothing she
could do about it.

   He grinned at her as he played with it and made it hard and sore from
being handled roughly.

   "Master Sam, may I prepare breakfast for you?" she asked in an attempt
to escape the fondling.

   Giving her nipple such a hard pull that the slave cried out in pain he
said "Yes, whore.  I want a fried egg, bacon and toast."

   "I can get the bacon and the toast but your father ate the last egg. 
What else can I get you?"

   Reaching up, the young boy slapped the woman and left his hand print on
her face.  "I said I want a fried egg, bacon and toast.  Are you really too
stupid to understand that"

   "I will go to the hen house and see if there are any eggs."

   "No, you stupid cow.  Go to the kitchen and prepare my egg!"

   "But Master, there are no eggs I the kitchen."

   "Then I want two eggs and I want them now!" he screamed as his mother
entered the room.

   "What is the problem Sam, I can hear you all through the house."

   "The slave refuses to prepare my breakfast for me, Mom."

   Grabbing the slave be the arm, she slapped and cuffed the unfortunate
woman.  "Don't you ever refuse to do what you are told.  My child can have
whatever he wishes."

   "But Maam, there are no more eggs."

   "Is it really that important to you that the slave serves you an egg
Sam?"

   "Yes, Mom it is."

   Calling for an overseer she said "Take this slave outside and tie her to
the whipping post.  Give her 20 lashes for not serving my son an egg."

   The slave gasped and backed away.

   "Mom, I asked for two eggs so it should be 40 lashes."

   "Make it 40 lashes."

   The slave cried and struggled but it was easy for the overseer to
overpower her and drag her outside.  Tied to the whipping post above her
head, the overseer pulled the post up so that her feet were just off the
ground.  Knowing how much the mistress hated to buy new dresses for the
slaves, the carefully unbuttoned the dress and let it drop to the ground.

   The slave whimpered and begged as he picked up a five foot riding whip
to use on her and cut the air with it a few times.

   Just as he was about to begin he heard a voice and looking up to the
window saw young Sam standing in it grinning.

   "No, use a wider, stouter whip.  I want her to suffer more."

   Nodding his head towards the boy, he picked up a thick whip and held it
up for the boy's approval.

   Smiling and nodding, the boy gave his approval but said "Wait a minute."
Calling for the slave's 11 year old daughter, he had her look out at her
naked mother suspend and prepared to be whipped.

   As she whimpered he ordered her to strip and get on her knees in front
of him.  Unzipping his pants, he pulled out his small but erect penis and
ordered the girl to suck it.  As she began he said "Alright."

   The stout whip cut the air and landed with a loud crack on the slave's
back, raising a long, ugly, red welt.  The woman screamed in pain and
panted.  Again and again the whip fell on her, crisscrossing her back with
cuts and welts.  Grabbing the 11 year old by the hair, Sam snarled "If I
don't cum in your mouth soon, you'll follow your mother out there."

   The young girl redoubled her efforts and took more of the cock into her
mouth.  As he watched the woman being tortured, San felt a buildup in his
cock and then felt the semen shoot out of him and into the girl's mouth. 
As she pulled her face back, most of the semen ran on to her face and
chest.

   Grabbing her hair and pulling her face up, he smiled and said "You need
more on your face.  Suck and masturbate me and when I am going to cum, pull
it out of your mouth and shoot it on to your face and hair."

   As the little girl did as she was told, Sam went back to watching the
mother be beaten.  He was disappointed when she passed out from the pain
and there were no more cries or shrieks as the whip continued to fall on
her until the 40 lashes had been administered.

   As the oversee put down the whip after completing his task he reached
for the rope holding the naked woman off the ground.

   "No, leave her there as a warning to the other slaves.  But you can pick
up the dress.  She should remain naked and let the air get at her wounds
until she heals so she won't need the dress for a week or so."

   Feeling the rumbling inside himself, Sam felt the girl pull his cock out
of her mouth and jerking on it, covered her face, chest and hair in semen.

   Now sexually spent, Sam said "Get up and get back to work but leave the
cum on you.  I want it hard and dry when your mother sees you.  And leave
your dress off."

   The girl obeyed in dread fully knowing that walking around naked and
covered in semen would be an invitation to every man who saw her to get
blown and by the time they were done, she have a thick coat of semen on her
and a full belly as well.