*****The following is a work of fiction and contains highly
ofensive language including racial slurs. The purpose is no to
offend but to more acurately depict the language and attitudes of
the pre-civil war south. As always with my stories, if you are
offended by anything you will find this offensive and have been
warned.*********



















	The whip lashed out, strikin' Lee across the center of his back.
The young slave, my friend, cried out in pain. I could see the
blood wellling up in the shallow wound the leather had left in
his skin. I couldn't believe Carson could be so cruel. Again the
whip swished through the air and crack! Lee's back arched and he
shouted in pain.  Again and again the whip struck, criss crossing
my friend's back until his dark skin ran red with blood. I
watched from the horse barn, peeking through a gap in the corner.
I wished I could stop it but there was nothing I could do. Lee
was one of Daddy's slaves but I was just a girl so my word meant
nothing. My brother's could order the men about and they'd listen
like Daddy had given the comand himself but not me. All I could
do was watch in secret and cry for my friend's sufferin'.

	It seemed to go on forever and I have no doubt it was much worse
for Lee. Carson was in no hurry, drawin' the twenty lashes out as
long as he could while the other slaves looked on. It was more
than just punishment. Carson was sendin' a message to all the
other salves. There was to be no fraternization between the male
and female slaves. Lee was a house boy, had been as long as I
could remember. But he was still forbidden from dallyin' with the
kitchen girls. His duties lie elsewhere, including keeping me
entertained when I was done with my daily schooling. He'd been
sort of an unofficial play mate of mine ever since I was little.
Until recently, any time I got in trouble Lee was the one to get
the blame. I'd seen him punished before, usualy cause o'
somethin' I done, but it weren't like this. Usually it was a
stern talkin' to or at most a slap on the wrist. But he was
getting older now and would likely be going out to work the
fields in time an Daddy'd be lookin' ta start trainin' a new
house boy. It all seemed so cruel to me.

	I'd been seein' thing in a new light of late, ever since I
learned that I'd been promissed in marrage to one of my daddy's
friends soon as I was sixteen. Some of the things Nan had been
teachin' me since I was little was statrin' to really mean
somethin'. Some folks just didn't treat others right, using 'em
to git ahead with out a care who they step on along the way. Most
of the things I was learnin' of late wouldn't have set well with
Daddy or his men. I knew it was the slaves what kept things
runnin' but there was no cause to show them such harsh treatment.
The men said that the whip was the only way to keep the niggers
from slacking off but could anyone really blame 'em if they
didn't want to work hard all day knowin' there weren't nothin' in
it for 'em.

	Sure, they got food every day and a roof over their heads at
night but that was only done to keep them healthy. Sick slaves
don't get a lot of work done now do they? And locking them in at
night was as much to keep 'em from runnin' away as it was for
shelter. Nan had took care of me and been my toutor of the past
ten years. She'd taught me a lot more than just reading and
arithmetic. Among other things she told me how a man'll work
harder if he's expectin' fair pay for what he done than if he's
in fear of a beatin'. More and more I found myself feelin' bad
for my Daddy's slaves and wishin' there was somethin' I could do
to make their lives better. Nan had taught me that we should all
do whatever we can to help those less fortunate than ourselves,
after all.  Truth be told, I had me an idea brewin' for a few
weeks. I guess seein' my friend gettin'  beat was just the final
push I needed to get me started.

	My idea stemmed from some long talks I had with Lee 'bout why
some o' the men seem ta look at me funny somtimes and from seein'
one of my paw's men sneakin' off with one of the kitchen girls.
I'd watched as he followed her out to the well and they talked a
bit. Then they went 'round behind the barn. I'd followed, keeping
back so's not to be seen. I spied them, hid from their view by
some bushes. The dark girl took the top of her dress down 'till
her titties was showin' then she got down on her knees an'
fiddled with the man's trousers. I almost gave myself away I was
so shocked when she put the man's thing right in her mouth! It
was a sight to see, though quite revolting I thought at the time.
But I could tell that the man was surly likin' what the kitchen
slave was doin' to him. After a time he told her to stop. Then
the girl turned 'round and the man flipped her skirts up around
her waist. From afar I could see wetness on her dark skin and I
knew what was happening when he put his thing into her from
behind. Then they were both gruntin' and caryin' on till he
backed out and sprayed his stuff all on her back side.

	I'd gone off a couple of times with Jake, a friend of my
brothers' who was sweet on me, and more than a few times with
Lucas. He was one of Daddy's men, in charge of lookin after the
house slaves so I knew how much men liked bein' with a woman and
it was somethin' I'd taken a liking to myself, bein' with men
that is. 'Course, I was none too happy with Lucas about this
time, seein' as it was him that caught Lee in the kitchen and got
him in the spot he was in now.

	I'd snuck down stairs late that same night. Daddy and Momma had
their rooms on the far side of the house so I'd no fear o' bein'
heard up and about. Lucas was the only man I had to get by and I
knew just what to do if he made a fuss. See, he had the cutest
birthmark on his leg, up high enough that nobody'd know 'bout it
'least they seen him naked. He wouldn't be tellin' Daddy nothin'
if he knew what was best for him, assuming he caught me sneekin'
into the house boys' room that is.

	Quiet as a mouse, I made my way to the basement. A single candle
was all the light I had to find my way by 'till I slid the bar
back and slipped into the small room the three house boys
overnighted in. Moonlight spilt in through a small barred window
near the celing, givin' me ample light to see the three small
cots along the wall. Three sets of eyes looked back at me, my
candle reflecting off their surface. The house boys stayed silent
until I pulled the door shut behind me then Leee whispered, "Anna
Beth, what you doin' down here? Your pappa'd kill us if he catch
you talkin' ta us."

	Hearing his voice allowed me to pinpoint my life long friend and
I threw myself across the room and wrapped my arms around him as
he lay on his crude bed. "I'm so sorry Lee," I cried softly into
his bushy hair. "I'd a stopped 'em if I could I swear!"

	Lee resisted at first but then he put his arms around me and I
felt his body shaking as he sobbed quietly. After a short time he
tried to push me away gently but I wouldn't let go. "I know it
weren't yer fault Anna. But you can't be here. You'll git us all
in trouble."

	Finally I let my grip on my friend slip and he moved me away
from him. I stood then and pulled my night shirt over my head
revealing my naked body to Lee's gaze as well as the other two
slaves, James and Paul. They were older niggers, given to house
work 'cause they'd been hurt and couldn't do much heavy work no
more. James had a knee what couldn't bend no more cause it'd been
crushed under a tree he was cuttin' and Paul'd lost one hand and
all but one finger and his thumb on the other when they was
caught in a chain. It was a wonder he could even dress himself
but he managed. He even did 'nough work round the house that
Daddy kept him even though some of the men said he shoulda been
put down.

	"Oh damn!" I heard from James as I pitched my night dress aside.

	"Ain't no one comin' down here 'till the roosters start up in
the morn and you know it Lee." I scolded my friend quietly. "My
daddy an' his men been terible to you, all of you! And I want to
make up for it, much as I can at least."

	"Anna Beth," Lee said as he got off his bed, "You didn't do
nothing to none of us. An' this aint gonna lead to nothin' but
trouble!"

	"I get to live in this nice house and have lots of nice things
'cause o' you and the rest of the niggers," I told my friend. "I
ain't got no money to pay for what y'all do for me an' my family.
Even if I did, it'd just get took away again." I grabbed Lee's
hand and pressed it against my swollen breast. "This is all  I
got to give and I'm wantin' to give it. Please don't tell me no!"

	Lee resisted for a second, tryin' to pull his hand away but I
coud tell his heart wasn't in it. He was a lot stronger than me
and I know he could have took his hand back if he'd wanted to.
Then he gave in all at once. He quit pullin' away and instead
pulled me to him. "If I'm gonna die," he said in a rush, "least
I'm a die knowin' I laid up with the prettiest white girl I ever
seen!" Then he pressed his thick lips against mine as our bodies
pressed together. I could feel his erect manhood pressing against
my belly through his roughspun trousers and I knew it to be quite
a bit bigger'n the few I'd had before.

	Lee broke away from our kiss and I lowered myself to my knees
before him. I found his belt and fumbled with it in the dark.
"Let me take care o' you," I told the young slave. As I pulled
his trousers down, exposing his rigid shaft I took it in my hand
and said, "Let me try an' pay for the wrongs done you by my daddy
and his men." I touched his swollen prick to my lips, letting my
tongue peek out to taste his flesh. Then I licked him in earnest,
my tongue running a circut around the velvet tip before sucking
it gently into my mouth.

	Lee moaned softly, his strong hands coming to rest on my head as
he slowly began to guide my movements. More of his thick shaft
entered my mouth then pulled back slowly as I sucked on the head
of his ebony cock.

	"Oh lord, miss Anna Beth," James said quietly from the next cot,
"you shouldn't be doin' that. We's all gonna be in a heep o'
trouble."

	Lee's shaft throbbed in my hand as I stroked him and my tongue
danced around the end of his manhood. His fingers tightened,
pullin' me toward him his shaft goin' in deeper. The end of Lee's
cock was at the entrance to my throat and the fingers of one hand
gripped my blonde hair tightly as his seed began to flood my
sucking mouth. It hit my throat and I swallowed instinctively
before I could drown on the thick fluid. Again and again his
shaft pulsed and hot bitter semen gushed into my mouth. It tasted
foul and I swallowed as quick as I could to rid myself of the
aweful tastin' stuff. Finally Lee pulled his spent shaft from
between my sucking lips.

	"That felt so good, Anna Beth!" Lee said quietly. "But you
really need to git outta here!"

	I gave the head of my friend's shrinking pole a loving kiss. "I
ain't done yet, Lee, not by a far stretch. You been workin for my
daddy all your life. An' you too," I told Paul and John. "I can't
remember y'all not bein' here a cleanin and tendin' t' things
Mamma didn't wanna be bothered with." Still on my knees, I moved
to James' side. "I know I can't make every thing right but I can
do this." Reaching out, I touched his leg and traced my small
hand up until I found his rock hard shaft. I stroked it gently
through his trousers and the older man took it upon himself to
untie the rope belt that held his loose garnment in place. He
lifted his hips up off the cot so I could pull his trousers down
'round his knees. The monlight coming through the window was
enough to show that his cock was even bigger than Lee's
impressive bit o' manhood in both length and girth. My body
trembled in anticipation at the thought of his thick shaft
penetrating my sex.

	Leaning over the low bed, I licked around the shaft before
sucking the tip into my mouth. Unlike the younger boy, James took
control of my movements from the start. As soon as the head was
in my mouth one of his hands gripped my head firmly and he pushed
his hips up at my mouth. His other hand moved to my breast and
his fingers caressed my swollen nipple sending my passion to new
heights. I moaned softly in pleasure around the thick shaft
filling my mouth. Another hand touched me then, a single finger
caressing my naked bottom lightly before dipping lower and
stroking my moist sex. Finally, the men were taking charge. I
moved my knees apart as much as I could while still suckling the
head of James' raging cock and a thick finger parted my nether
lips. A second digit pressed between my fleshey lips and entered
my slick tunnel while the first stroked my sensitive clit from
side to side. Pleasure shot  through my body and it was all I
could do to hold my mouth open while James pumped his hips up and
down, pushing his cock head to the back of my throat.

	The fingers left my dripping sex and I felt an arm resting
across my lower back, pressing down firmly. I rolled my hips in
response and a thick shaft was pressed against my opening. I felt
my vaginal walls stretch as Paul leaned forward, pressing his
thick black shaft into my pale young body. The maimed slave
adjusted his grip, the thumb and finger of his remaining hand on
one hip and his shortend arm on the other. Even crippled I could
feel his strength as he pulled me back to meet his thrusts,
pushing his hard cock deeper into me. I let James' throbbig meat
slip from my mouth and looked back at the slave fucking me. "Push
it in me," I told him. "Make me take it all!"

	James twisted his hand in my hair, turing my head and pushing my
face toward his cock once more. His strong fingers clamped down
on my nipple painfully and he said, "You don't stop 'till you're
told!" He drove his point home by forcing my head down until his
shaft was burried deep in my throat. I nearly gagged on his
invadin' tool an' it was all I could do to keep from spillin' my
supper all over him. At the same time, Paul started to drive his
long thick shaft deeper and deeper into my tight young pussy. As
he entered me fully I felt his hips press firmly against my
rounded little bottom.

	Paul held his shaft inside me for a short time and I loved the
feel of him fillin' me. Then he drew back slowly before pushing
in again. He moved steadily, pushing all the way in then pullin'
back until he was only just inside, stroking my vagina with every
bit of his manhood. All the while I moved my head up and down
James' erect shaft as he dictated with the hand twisted up in my
long blonde hair. I licked and sucked the spongey head  then
gulped down his shaft as it was pushed roughly into my throat
again and again.

	As he pulled my head back off of his shaft I could see my saliva
glistening on his dark skin. I suddenly realized that the room
was lighted up more than just from moonlight and a single candle.
I moved to raise my head to see where the light was comin' from
and was immedialtely reminded that I'd been told not to stop.
James's hand tightened in my hair and he jammed his cock deeper
than ever, forcing almost all of his length into my throat. His
other hand slapped my hanging breasts hard, first one then the
other before clamping down on my nipple once more and twisting it
roughly. I moaned in surprise and pain as James continued to
punish me, pulling hard on my sensitive nipple and forcing his
rock hard cock into my throat again and again. At about the same
time, Paul started pushin' his cock into me harder than ever. The
pain and pleasure I felt came together and I found myslef moaning
and trembling in the throws of passion.

	I was pullin' back without even knowin' it tryin' to free my
throat of James' thick shaft. I knew there was no way I could
over power the big nigger and when I realized what I was doin' I
tried my best to stop fightin' him. As soon as I did he eased the
pressure and let me move up until I had just the head of his cock
in my mouth. Givin' my nipple one last twist, he relaxed his grip
and caressed the tender bit of flesh gently. Lord it felt good,
specially after the way he'd been tuggin' on it a couple seconds
afore.
	
	For the next little bit, the small room was filled with the
sound of my moans and slurps as well as the steady wet slappin'
of Paul's body driving harder and harder into my yielding sex. A
grunt was all the warning Paul gave as his thick cock began to
spasm and fill me with a torrent of hot sperm. I hadn't meant for
the slaves to spill their seed in my belly. The risk of getting
with child was diminished with herbs Nan had been brewin' into a
tea for me e'er since I started getin' interested in the fellas
but it was still very possible that I'd end up pregnant with a
nigger's child.

	I wasn't given much time to worry on it though. Paul pushed deep
as his cock pumped me full of his hot sticky semen and held
himself there to soak in our combined juices for a time before
allowing his spent shaft to slip from between my trembling
thighs. James then pulled my head from his lap, his long cock
coming free of my sucking mouth. "On you back!" the nigger
demanded and I obeyed the slave with out hesitation. Knowin' what
he was after I opened my legs for him an' brung my knees up near
to my chest as he moved on top o' me. A quick glance around the
room showed where the light was comin' from. There was a lamp
hangin from a hook set high on the wall and another one....   in
the hand of Lucas of all people. I felt myself go pale, seeing
one of Daddy's men witness to my depravity.

	I was 'bout ready to stop and beg Lucas to keep quiet but it was
not to be. James never hesitated, jamming the full length of his
huge pole into me with all his strength. His hips pumped into me
again and again as he leaned down and took a nipple into his
mouth and sucked hard. The pleasurable feelins quickly
overwhealmend me and all my worries was forgot for the moment. I
found myself pushin' my hips up to meet the slaves powerful
thrusts, lovin' the feel of his thick tool deep inside me. Soon I
was moanin' my passion again and I could hear the wet slapin'
sound of the nigger's big dick plowin' into my hungry little
slit. My whole body shook every time he slammed his meat into me.
James moved his head to my other tit, suckling that nipple and
bitin' down just a bit and addin' a little pain to the pleasure
he was sendin' through my young body.
	
	His pumping hips moved faster all of a sudden, drillin' my pussy
with shorter strokes. Then I felt his hot fluid splashin' way
inside me. Twice in less than half an hour I had a nigger puttin'
his potent seed deep in my belly and all I could do was hope it
didn't take. Nan had never told me wrong, far as I could tell and
I prayed silently that her herbs would keep me safe.

	After a brief rest James got off a me. Still flat on my back I
looked at the four men standin' over me. The three slaves looked
a bit nervous, what with their keeper lookin' on. I'm thinkin'
that Lucas surprised us all when he told Lee, "Go on boy. She
come down here fer you dint she? Better git what you can now
'cause we's all four gonna be feedin' the worms t'morrow if her
pappa gits wind o' this!"

	Lee hesitated for a couple seconds then he was on top o' me, his
prick already sticking out in front. It felt better when he put
his thing in me than it had with the other two men. He weren't no
bigger 'n the other niggers but he was some one I cared for, so I
guess there was more feelin' to it in that way. As he started to
pump away he kissed me on the mouth, his thick lips pressing
against mine and his tongue pushing gently into my mouth. My
passion rose up quick and in no time flat my legs was shakin' in
the air as I moaned quietly into my friends mouth.

	Lee's weight atop of me was a real comfort as our bodies moved
together for what seemed a long time. His hands found my breasts
an' he kept me on edge, squeezin' an' caressin' my fleshy mounds,
every now an' again givin' my nipples a sound pinch between soft
strokes with his fingers. I felt him nearin' his end and my own
passion built up to match. When I felt him swellin' inside me my
muscles squeezed him tight. Lee drove his hips forward and his
seed was pumped way up inside me. I wanted his hot juice to feed
deep into my womb, hoped that if I was to be with child that he
would be to one to make it happen. When Lee was done I clung to
him and said, "It ain't gonna just be t'night, Lee. I'll make up
for what my daddy done to y'all, much as I can! Any time we can
be alone, you can have me!"

	It was Lucas who spoke next. "Girl you gonna get them niggers
kilt if ya ain't more careful, an' me along with 'em."

	Lee rolled off of me and looked at Lucas. "You ain't got nothin'
ta gain by tellin' her pappa what you seen."

	Lucas laughed and said, "You's purdy smart fer a nigger. No, I
ain't 'bout ta say nothin' bout this mess an I swear if I find
any o' you run yer mouths I'll find a way to see you under the
whip, ya hear me!"

	The niggers seemed all to willin' to keep quiet so Lucas turned
to me. "An' you," he said in a quiet but cheerful voice,
"c'mere." He crooked a finger at me and I obediently got off the
bed an' went to him. "I seen what you done fer that boy," he put
a hand on my shoulder and pushed down. I was still sore at him
for what he'd done to Lee but I allowed myself to be guided to my
knees, knowing what Lucas was lookin' for. He opened his trousers
and fished out his rigid shaft. It was none too long but fairly
thick and I didn't even think twice before putting my mouth over
the protruding shaft. As I sucked the meaty tip he said, "Yer
cunt may be soiled by them niggers but I expect you'll be doin'
this 'bout any time I feel the need from now on." His hands went
to my head and he pulled me to him until I had all of him in my
sucking mouth, the tip nudging at the back of my throat.

	Lucas pulled back a bit an' I went to work with my tongue,
swishin' it 'round the end of the man's prick whilst sucking hard
on the sensitive gland. Moving my head up and down his pole
seemed to git the most reaction from him so I did that a lot,
puttin' the whole thing to the back of my throat a few times
before goin back to sucking the tip. 'Fore long I had him ready
to go an' I felt the whole of his cock throbbin' in my mouth
before he squirted his hot seed across my tongue. It had a
different flavor from Lee's seed, a bit salty and less bitter but
still foul. I swallowed the stuff as quick as I as his prick
could spit it. Then Lucas pulled away from me an' went to the
door.

	"Y'all niggers have fun with the little whore t'night," Lucas
told the three slaves. "But don't think to be sleepin' t'morrow
when you's spose t' be workin'." He pulled the door shut as he
said, "An' keep her quiet. I don't want no one hearin' her moans
an' commin' ta see what all the fuss is 'bout" Then I heard the
bar slide home, lockin' me in.

	Turnin' to face the tree slaves I could see that they wasn't
dissapointed in the least. Paul already had his stiff pole in
hand, so to speak, and he was signalin' me to him. I was goin' to
walk over but before I could get to my feet James ordered,
"Crawl." I looked to him, shocked that he would speek to me in
that way. "You wanna make up for what yer pappa done ta us you
can start by stayin' on yer knees when you's servin' yer
masters!"

	"Yep," Paul agreed. "That'd be a start arright. An' keep yer
mouth shut, least yer wantin' ta stick somethin' in it." Feelin'
humiliated but also thrilled at their words, I crawled on hands
and knees the short distance to Paul's side and lowered my mouth
onto his stiffened pole. Once his manhood was slathered in my
spit Paul instructed me to lay on the bed and open myself to him.
He mounted me and rode me long and hard, his thick nigger cock
bringing me to incredible heights of passion before injecting
more of his potent seed deep inside my young body. Then he rolled
off and demended, "Put it in your mouth miss Anna Beth. Suck it
real good for me girl"

	In the heat of the moment, I never even paused to think about
it. I got on my knees and leaned over him, sucking his slippery
tool into my mouth. It tasted of his juices and my own and I felt
dirty as I licked the fluids from his thick knob. Then I was
pushed toward James where he lay on his small bed. I took his
shaft between my lips and sucked hungrily. Behind me, Paul
stroked his one finger up and down my sloppy, semen filled slit.
I continued to suck on James, raising my hips to allow Paul
access to my opening. Then I felt somethiing larger moving up and
down my nether lips. James gripped my hair in both of his strong
hands and pulled me down, impalin' my throat on his thick cock
head. Then I flet my vaginal walls stretch painfully as something
incredibly thick forced its way inside me. A moan escaped my
throat. It would have been a scream if not for the thick cock
blockin' its progress. As my pussy stretched wider still I
realized that it was Paul's stump pushing ever deeper inside me.

	I tried to focus my attention on James' shaft as he forced it
deeper into my throat but the pain between my legs continued to
grow as Paul forced his arm into my depths. When he reached my
womb I could feel the ends of the two bones pushing against my
insides. Finally he drew back slowly and the pain subsided until
he thrust in again. He bagan to pump his arm in and out and I
slowly adjusted to his girth fillin' my body, the only pain now
coming from the impact deep inside when his severed wrist bones
struck my cervix again and again.

	Lee eventually spoke up in my defense, though by then I'd
adjusted to the thickness inside me an' was startin'  to like the
sensations the two slaves were bringing to my body. "Don't be too
rough with her," my friend told the older slaves. "She always
been good to me."

	Paul just laughed but James responded sayin, "She come here
lookin' fer this, boy. An' some o' them field niggers is gonna be
a lot harder on her 'n you can imagine. If we's more 'n she can
handle maybe it's best she learn now 'fore she gits herself mixed
up where she don't belong!"

	My whole body began to tremble with passion at his words in
spite of the fear they inspired in me. I knew that many of the
slaves had been mistreated and would likely have a great deal of
annimosity toward my pappa. I wanted desperately to ease their
suffering even if that meant that I would suffer along with them.
James' words made me realize that I wanted them to take pleasure
in my suffering. As Paul pushed his arm as deep as it would go I
started ta shake. I could feel my legs goin' weak as my sex
contracted around him.

	Finally Paul withdrew his stump from my body and I was moved
onto my back on James' small cot. James climbed atop my small
body, his thick shaft entering my vagina easily. As he pumped his
meat in and out of my yielding body I told James, "Tell the other
slaves, when I go to them its to pay for how Daddy's done them
wrong. I want that they should have no fear o' retribution an'
take what pleasure they will with me."

	James raised up as I was speakin' still pumpin' his cock in and
out of my tender body. Balanced on one hand, he gave each of my
titties a hard slap. "Paul done tol' you ta keep yer mouth shut."
he said before slapping each tit again. Then he took one nipple
between his fingers an' pinched it hard makin' me gasp in pain
and my little pussy grip his shaft tightly. More quietly he told
me, "By supper every nigger 'round here'll know what ta do if you
show up wavin' them pretty white titties at em." He gave my
nipple a rough twist that made me moan as my body trembled once
more. Then he continued to plow into my stretched young hole
until he reached his peak and added more hot semen to the sea
swimming deep inside me.

	After he finished with me I crawled to Lee's cot and he moved to
let me lay beside him, his strong arms wrapped comfortably around
me. Before long I felt his manhood stiffen and I moved to engulf
him with my sex. Our bodies moved together for some time before
he deposited still more potent sperm within my body. Then, quite
exhausted from my exertions, I fell asleep in my friends arms
with his long pole still soakin' in the mix o' juices fillin' my
womb.

	It was well before dawn when I awoke, hearing the bar sliding
open on the other side of the door. Lucas, seeing me awake
motioned for me to follow him. I moved silently, pausing only to
pull my discarded night shirt over my head. Lucas took me into
his room and closed the door, throwin' the bolt before talkin'.
"What ever you been thinkin'," he said, "it aint a good idea.
Your paw'd kill every one of us if he knew what you done tonight,
includin' you. You know that right?"

	"I ain't plannin' nothin' Lucas," I lied. "An' Daddy aint never
gonna know 'bout what I done."

	"Why you layin' up wit them niggers anyway? They ain't nothin'
ta you"

	"Lee's been my friend ever since I was little. He always been
nice ta me, even when I made him get in trouble. And cause Daddy
treats the slaves aweful, an' so do you!" I told him. "They
deserve better! And I ain't never heard you protestin' when it
was your willie spittin' up in me!"

	"But they're just niggers!" he insisted.

	"And yer just an ass!" I shouted at him, forgetting where I was
and the need to go unnoticed.

	Lucas put a hand over my mouth. "Shhhhh! You wake yer paw and 
we're both in trouble!"

	When he removed his hand I whispered, "Okay! Now what?"

	"What'd ya mean?" he asked softly.

	"Why am I here? Change yer mind 'bout my pussy bein' 'soiled' by
nigger dicks?"

	I could see I struck a nerve but Lucas kept his cool. "Just
forget it." he told me. "Go to bed, an' make sure you have Nan
fetch you a bath 'fore you let yer ma an' paw see you t'morrow!"

	

	Lucas needn't a worried 'bout my folks seein' the state he and
the slaves left me in. For one thing I hardly saw hide nor hair
of em most days. And Nan had the house boys draw me up a hot bath
'fore I ever woke next morn. She stayed quiet when I was in the
tub then, after a long soak she helped me git dried off. Afore
helpin' me dress she said how nice it was I wanted to do
somethin' good for the slaves then asked, "Do ya really mean what
you tol' James an Lee last night Miss Anna Beth?"

	I smiled at her sweetly and asked, "Why what ever do ya mean,
Nan. When would I have ever have spoken with James?"

	"Mister Lucas is right 'bout one thing young lady," my teached
said. "You ain't as good a sneak as you like ta think." She shook
her head smilin' back at me. "I heard ya sneekin about, an' I
heard most o' what y'all said last night."

	I could feel my cheeks burnin' an' for a little bit I couldn't
look Nan in the eye. "Ain't nothin' t' be shamed of girl!" Nan
told me with a laugh. "A woman got needs just as much as any man.
Could be said some girl's got more need 'n any one man can see
to."

	"I did have me a fine night," I told the elderly slave with a
giggle.

	"An' them men 'll be right fond of you for what you done." she
tol' me.  After a pause she asked, "Is you really gonna try an'
get with the other slaves?"

	I knew from my body's reaction to our talk that I wanted nothin'
more. I nodded. "You think I'm terrible don't you?" I asked.

	"Lord no girl!" she told me. "It makes me proud, knowin' you
want to be good to people. An' I can help a bit if ya like Miss
Anna Beth."

	"How?" I asked simply, not seein' how a slave could get me alone
with the field hands.

	"Oh, I have my ways. Don't you worry on that. Just stick to
simple dresses for a time," she told me. "And try goin' without
bloomers when  ya ain't gonna be around the missus." She picked a
plane sun dress out of my wardrobe. "Just this shoud do Miss. An'
I'll be sure ta fix you a bit o' tea at meal time so's you don't
hafta think on family matters." I thanked her with a warm hug
'fore pullin' on my dress.





	A bit later that afternoon I noticed a bit o' comotion 'round
back o' the house. Lookin' out from my window I seen that Lucas
had a hand full o' field niggers stripped down outside the
kitchen an' they was gittin' a good scrubbin'.  I didn't know
what they was gonna be doin' but mamma'd always insisted that any
slaves what was gonna work in the house had ta be washed down
first. Daddy woulda had a fit if he'd seen me lookin' over their
fit bodies from my bedroom window. Good thing it was Nan walked
up on me an' put a  hand on my shoulder. I jumped half outa my
skin an' gave a startled yelp 'fore I knew it was her.

	"Nan,"I said to her, "you shouldn't be sneekin' about like that.
It'll be the death o' me!"

	"I called from th' door miss Anna Beth," she said with a sly
smile. "you must a been quite taken with somethin'. What you
lookin' at out there?" Not awaitin' my reply, the slave woman
moved beside me and looked down on the bathing men. One of her 
hands squeezed my arm lightly. "They be comin' up ta move some
furniture about so's your rugs can be took out and aired, miss
Anna Beth. Mister Lucas tol' me ta look after em while they's in
yer rooms, ta be sure they don't take nothin' they ain't welcom
to." The old woman turned toward the door. "James done tol' em
'bout last night an' I think he's of a mind ta lend a hand. If
you's still thinkin' ta let 'em have at ya, miss, all you gots ta
do is wait for 'em here." Then she left, headin' down the back
stairs.

	My mind was filled with different thoughts then, fearin' what
the slaves might do when they come in my room and hungerin' for
it as well. Then there was Daddy to worry 'bout. He never come in
my rooms, not since I was just little but there was always the
chance he'd do somethin' I weren't expectin'. I just knowed that
if he walked in and found his only girl layin' up with a bunch o'
his niggers he'd start killin' fore he asked the first question.

	I dinna have ta worry 'bout mamma comin' in on me. She'd be
headin' over ta the Crenshaw's down the road a  piece 'fore any
o' the field niggers was let in the house. She was used ta the
house boys bein' round but she dinna want nothin' ta do with the
rest o' the slaves. 'Course, there was a good chance Daddy'd head
up there with her, I thought. Then I'd have nothin' but Lucas an'
the niggers to think on.

	I took a breath ta steel my nerves then figured I was ready as
I'd ever be. Outside, Nan was giving the men cloths ta dry
themselves off with an' clean trousers fer in the house. A
thought come ta me an' I undid the buttons round the neck o' my
dress then let it fall ta the floor. Steppin outta the dress, I
waited in just my stockings an' shoes so's there'd be no doubts
o' my intentions. That an' I jus' thought I might die laughin' at
the look on the men's faces when they come in my rooms and seen
me waitin' on 'em in my birthday suit.

	Turned out that it was Lucas what seen me first. The niggers was
followin' behind 'im an' I'm thinkin' they must a knowed
somethin' when he stopped dead in his tracks. His green eyes got
big as saucers an' I swear his jaw woulda hit the floor if it
weren't attatched.

	I giggled an' tol' 'im, "You look like you seen a spirit Lucas!"
I waved him into the room. "Don't just stand there gapin' like a
fool. Y'all got work ta do from what I been told."

	"Girl," Lucas said once he found 'is tongue, "you done lost yer
mind? Cover yerself afore them niggers start gittin' ideas."

	I stepped toward him. "What I done last night weren't the end o'
things Lucas. I'm just gittin' started. I still take a fancy to
ya an' all but if yer too good ta bed with a girl what's been
soiled by niggers maybe ya need ta git yer jollies on someone
else." The look on his face, the poor feller didn't know what ta
make o' what I was tellin im. "Course, if ya wanna warm me up a
bit whilst the niggers is movin' stuff about...." I cupped one o'
my titties an' gave it a little squeeze so's ta be sure he got my
meanin' then grabbed 'im by the end of his belt an' led 'im
toward my big cozy bed. Soon as he cleared the door five big
strong lookin' niggers filed in on his heels. I'd set on the side
of my bed an' was fiddlin' with Lucas' trousers when James come
hobblin' in, slowed down considderably by his bum leg.

	All eyes was on me as I yanked down Jucas' trousers an' gave 'is
swellin' rod a few tugs afore runnin' my wet tongue over the tip.
Workin' was forgot about for the moment an' I ate up the
attention as the men all watched raptly when I went to suckin' on
Lucas' hard cock. I could near fit the whole thing in my mouth
fore it started pushin' in ta my throat. I started movin' my head
up an' down his shaft and the older man put his hands to my head
and took control of how I was movin'. He pulled me to him, his
prick goin' to the back o' my throat a couple times then he
pushed me back on the bed. I knowed what he was after an' let my
thighs part ta make way for what was to come.

	Afore he climbed atop me Lucas looked to the slaves, all
standin' about an' starin' in disbelief. "Y'all got work ta do,"
he told the niggers. "Move all that stuff offa the rugs so's they
can be rolled up an' took outside." As the slaves began to move
my furnishings Lucas pushed his rigid shaft into my waitin' sex.
I rather liked the feel of his warm pole slidin' in an' out o' me
and in a short while he started movin' real quick. I felt a
tremmor of passion curlin' my toes as Lucas pushed deep an'
flooded me with his pent up sperm. It was over too quick but my
on again, off again lover dinna make no apologies 'fore he got
off me and did up his briches.

	Already, the slaves had cleared everything off the three rugs
and they was all rolled up. The slaves was waitin' on Lucas since
they wasn't aloud to wander the house unchapperoned. Since there
was no reason for all the niggers ta help movin' the rugs James
stayed behind along with the two biggest of the bucks. Soon as
Lucas was out o' the room James took control o' the remainin'
field hands, and of me!

	"Git over here Miss Anna Beth!" the crippled nigger ordered. I
did as he tol' me, though I had to stifle a laugh at his
continued use o' respectable titles even as I crawled 'cross the
floor naked an' willin' ta serve him.

	Once I got close I looked up at 'im. "What should I do now?" I
asked, though I was certain I knowed what he was wantin'. He'd
been fixin' ta git his trousers off soon as I got off the bed.

	James took a hand full of my long blonde hair and pushed my face
toward his hangin' prick. "You keep fergittin," the nigger said,
"you ain't ta open yer mouth least it's ta put somethin' in it!"
Then I was wrappin' my lips 'round his dark brown snake and
suckin' greedily. The three slaves talked whilst I run my tongue
'round the end o' James' cock then moved forward to take him in
as far as I could. When the end pushed at the back o' my throat
the hand in my hair pulled  hard till my lips was pressed against
his rough hairs. I thought for sure I'd choke on his shaft as it
filled my throat. Then he pulled me away from him and I was
turned to one o' the other two niggers.

	"Him too!" James told me. "Swallow it down!" I obediently parted
my lips to let the slave's cock into my mouth. Fore I had time to
so much as touch it to my lips there was a loud slappin sound an'
I felt a stingin' on my backside. I hurried to comply as James
slapped my poor bottom again, leavin' a bright red hand print on
my pale skin. I got the nigger's dick in my mouth and was goin'
at it good in a flash but James gave my pretty little bottom a
few more slaps for good measure. It didn't take but a few deep
stabs into my throat 'fore the slave's manhood twitched and
started pumpin' his stuff into me. I'd no choice but to gulp it
down as quick as I could. He likely hadn't never been with a girl
afore me and he had so much stuff backed up in his heavy sack
that I'd a drown for sure if I hadn't swallowed it.

	Strong hands held me in place as the nigger continued to empty
his family jewels into my suckin' mouth. Then he relaxed his grip
some what an' I sucked on the tip, milkin' his shaft of the last
drops of the tangy fluid that I was beginning to crave. His
softening cock was pulled from my still suckin' mouth an' James
gave my rear end another slap ta get me movin' ta the next slave.
This one was bigger all the way round. His muscles bulged all
over an' he'd the biggest prick I'd seen to date. 'Fore I could
git it to my mouth James stopped me dead, slappin' me hard on my
titties. "You movin' too slow Miss Anna Beth," he insisted then
gave me a pinch on one o' my nipples 'fore pushin' my head on
it's way ta the prick I was now eager ta get at.

	Too big ta get the whole of it in my mouth, I licked an' sucked
the swollen head makin' it hard an' ready ta slip inta my
droolin' sex. It weren't big as Paul's stump by a good piece but
I wanted ta feel it stretchin' me open none the less. Once he was
hard as he could be and shiny with my spit I took my mouth off a
him and tried ta guide him in the direction o' my bed. Like I
said afore, he was a big nigger an' there weren't nothin' I could
do ta make 'im budge 'fore he was ready ta move. When he didn't
move I looked up, way up inta his eyes. "I want ta feel you in
me!" I told him, my voice almost pleadin'.

	'Twas James responded first. "You's a slow learner, Miss Anna
Beth." His hand reached down and gripped a nipple, twistin' an'
pullin' on the tender bit o' flesh, pullin' harder 'till I had ta
get to my feet ta ease the pain. Then he took me ta my bed and
shoved me onta my back afore he let go o' my swollen little bud.
Takin' a  leg in each hand, James pushed my legs wide then let
'em go. Guessin' he wanted me ta stay like that, I held my legs
wide open exposin' my drippin' pussy an' the fine blonde fur
surroundin' it. James struggled ta get up on the bed, his bad
knee makin' the climb  a bit of a challenge.

	His strong fingers stroked my wetness then he surprised me with
a quick slap right on my vulnerable little pussy. I let out a
little yelp afore he gave my defenseless slit a second slap. I
put my legs together reflexively but the other two slaves was
there. They grabbed my feet from either side o' my bed and pulled
'em wide open once more in plenty of time for James to give my
pussy a third hard slap. Then he got on top of me an' I guided
his hard shaft right to where I was wantin' it.

	 James pumped inta me good an hard fer a long time whilst the
other two niggers waited on him ta finish. The only sounds ta be
heard was  the squeekin' o' my bed as he plowed my bean field, my
passioned cries and his grunts of exertion. He pushed way up
inside o' me once he'd reached his peake an I felt his hot seed
filling me. Then he pulled back and stood, moving to one side and
takin' hold of that leg, freein' up the big nigger what had
keepin' it in place.

	I was kept from the field niggers as much as could be managed so
I weren't familiar enough ta know the names of but a few. Seein'
as how I was tryin' ta make things right as much as my station
allowed, I thought learnin' the names of the slaves'd be another
step down that path. But when I asked the big buck who was 'bout
to mount me, "What'r you called boy?" he didn't answer.

	He did look to be getting quite cross though and James took hold
of the tender nipple closest to him and pinched it hard, even
giving it a twist. I was gasping from the pain of it when the big
nigger jammed his tree trunk into my honey pot. "He can't give
his name," James told me then. "And don't be askin' nothin else
least you's wantin' ta make the boy angry 'nuf ta hurt you." The
nigger on top o' me started pushin an' buckin hard, his enormous
manhood up inside me as far as it could go. James looked to the
nigger holdin' my other leg and told 'im, "Girl gots two titties
ta play with."

	The other large man smiled and gave my breast a squeeze then
caressed the nipple. I met his eyes for a second and he told me,
"Samson,". Tipped his head at the nigger on top o' me. "Talked
too much on runnin'," he said. "Massah had 'is tongue took out,
keep 'im from makin' plans."

	It goes without sayin' that I was shocked. How could my daddy be
so cruel? I looked up at Samson, a fitting name seein' as he was
so big an' strong. He opened his mouth, showin' me the empty
place wher a tongue shoulda been and my heart broke. If what he
was doin' to my body hadn't felt so wondreful I fear I might have
wept for him. I did take him in my arms an' hold him to me as he
continued his use of my young body an' I like ta think he felt my
compassion as his thrusting slowed somewhat for a time. My own
passion began to rise an' only then did he speed the tempo of our
rutting so as we both found our moment of climax together.

	When he moved off of me I pushed myself up on my elbows 'fore he
moved away, takin' him into my mouth and suckling. There was a
bit more creamy seed to be had from him as his very large member
grew flacid and I was all too happy ta have it. Then he stepped
aside and another nigger was there. I'd thought the boy what tol'
me 'bout Samaon was to be next yet he still held a leg in one
strong hand and brushed the fingers of the other hand 'cross my
nipple. I was mounted again and as my body was plundered James
and th' other nigger kept on with my nipples, caressing, pinching
an' twisting.

	Again, my body trembled with passion and another slave poured
his potent seed into me, then another before the nigger what had
held my leg out wide while five other slaves had taken me moved
to take his pleasure. He put his pole into me but only just for
the briefest moment 'fore pullin' back and standin'. He put his
turgid manhood to my mouth. I could see it was covered in the
seed of those who'd been inside me already but that never gave me
pause. I let his shaft slide past my lips and cross over my
tongue before suckling him an' cleanin' the slippery residue from
his ebon cock.

	After movin' back a piece he gave a nod ta James an' the  nigger
holdin' my other leg. Quick as a flash the two slaves turned me
over and had me on all four like an animal. I then felt strong
hands on my hips an' a sharp pain piercing my backside. A hand
covered my mouth and silenced the scream that would have rang out
across the whole of the plantation. The pressure grew and grew
'till I feared my guts would burst. But nothing burst, nothing
was torn. The slave had jammed his thick cock head into my poor
rump and was now holding it there while James kept me silenced.
Another slave went at my breasts, the pleasant sensations
distractin' somewhat from the agony I felt at this new violation.


	Sooner'n I woulda thought possible the pain faded to tolerable,
'till the nigger decided to move that is. He pushed in deeper an'
deeper then pulled then pushed again until he was where he wanted
to be. Then the violation of my rear passage began in ernest.
Over and over he pushed into me and only the hand over my mouth
kept my screams low enough that none of daddy's men were alerted.
Finally he pushed in and filled my rectum with his semen.

	I would have thought that the end but no, and I was glad for it.
Again and again the field niggers took me, flooding my womb with
an abundance of thick creamy seed. And I sucked them, licked
them. Twice more my ass was violated, the last one pushing his
soiled cock inta my mouth before setting loose his semen. It were
the same five field niggers an' James but they took me two, three
times to a man 'til they had nothin left to pump inta my young
body.

	The slaves were led out by Lucas and Nan was there at my door.
"Come Miss Anna Beth," she said. "Your supper is waiting by the
bath." As she helped me into the tub she gave me a smile. "Too
bad this house has so many rugs Miss. With so much work ta do out
in th' fields it's like to take a week and more ta git 'em all
aired."

	I smiled happily at my tutor. "No need to hurry Nan," I told
her. "And I do believe that the floors may be in need of a
scrubbing as well. See to it AFTER the rugs have all been cleaned
please."

	She laughed. "It will be a pleasure Miss Anna Beth."