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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: Time in, Time out 04 - My Little Fuck Girl, Fucking My Mammy and
Wedding A Witch
Summary: a raucous time-hopping romp full of perverse sex, intrigue and
romance
Keywords: Warning!  MF, Mg, ped, oral, anal, inter, lac, rom

   DISCLAIMER

   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  It is
anime, hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the illicit acts described, except for that act of fantasy
itself, which allows for extreme imagined behavior and exploration, but
does not even begin to suggest such behavior is appropriate.

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even thought
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that exploring your desires via
fantasy is much healthier and worlds safer than much less extreme actual
risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present:

   04 My Little Fuck Girl, Fucking My Mammy and Wedding A Witchy Woman

   This time I didn't feel any shock.  It seemed almost natural to awake in
a large open room in the early 1800's with the mid-morning breeze
fluttering the curtain and the scent of some exotic flower in the air.  I
was back on "my" plantation.  I was overjoyed to find seven year old Little
Sally cuddled beside me.  I grinned and reached for her, stroking her
skinny ebony preteen body.  Her eyes flickered open and when she saw me
looking at her, she grinned with a child's joy.  She threw her arms around
my neck and kissed me like a full grown woman, sucking at my tongue and
squirming against me for more body contact.  My dick sprang to hardness and
my first thought was, this little girl's about to get fucked.

   I rolled over so I was hovering on top of her and began kissing her all
over her face.  She giggled like the child she was and squirmed as I
lowered my head to suck and nibble at her tiny nipples, then on down her
scrawny belly and her lean thighs, then finally to her wet little pussy.

   "Oh suh!" She crooned.  "I thought it wuz just a dream, but it ain't. 
It's true.  You done saved me.  You're makin' me your baby fuck girl!"

   I looked up from between her sprawled legs and said, "You bet your sweet
ass I am.  and raised her rump up to spear into her clean little asshole,
then swiped my tongue all the way up the crack of her ass, over the
perineum that separated her asshole from her pussy, up her narrow cunt
crease to flutter over her baby clitoris.  Her squirming and giggling only
increased in intensity.  "Massah, you eatin' me up."

   "Only because you taste so good," I grinned at her, then fell to eating
her pussy with gentle enthusiasm.

   "Oh, Massah," she sang to me as I forced my tongue far up into her
cuntal sheath.  "Dat feels goooooood!"

   I sucked at her pussy, then began torturing her from her seeping vaginal
opening to her bud of a clit, using a finger to pry open her butt-hole and
dip lightly into her anal treasure.  She fucked up to my mouth and back
down onto my finger.  Her asshole was lubricated with her pussy juice and
my saliva as the combined fluids, spread down to her asshole, which allowed
deeper and deeper penetration into her baby shit tunnel.

   She tasted clean and fresh now.  Little girl pussy juice, light and
fresh.  It drove me a little wild.  Still, I was calculating.  Just as she
began her ascent to orgasm I pulled off.

   "Nooooo!" She pleaded.  "Don't stop.  It feels so good."

   I did not extract my finger from her asshole.  I wanted to feel that
tight little sheath keep squeezing me as I did what I intended next.  I
climbed up so I was above her, blotting out anything else from her vision
and said, "Now, my little love cunt, I'm going to fuck your beautiful
little black pussy."

   "Yes, Now!  Do it now!" she pleaded as I positioned the long slender
member this slave master had provided me.  I pulled back the foreskin and
said.  "Use your hands to spread your pussy lips, baby.  I want to fuck you
and it will feel better for both of us this way."

   She did as asked and I saw the moist pink flower of her sex open to me.
It was small, but ready.  I placed the head of my naked dick at her love
entrance and said, "You are so fucking lovely," as I sank the first two
inches of my dick into the seven year old pussy laid bare beneath me.

   "Ahhh!" she groaned.  "Yes.  Please.  Fuck it, Massah.  Fuck my pussy.
It's yo's t' fuck.  Mines to get fucked."

   I pulled out a bit, then sunk my dick into the pre-teen cunt again, just
a little deeper.

   "Oh!" she groaned.  I bit my lower lip in concentration.  I had to
maintain control, but the sensations of her baby cunt were so intense, I
wanted to cry out and drill the full length of my cock into her.  But I
didn't.  Instead I kept the shallow fucking motion steady, beginning a
rhythm, which she happily matched.  "I loves fuckin' yew, Massah," she
sobbed.  "Yo' cock is makin' me mo' happy den I evah knowed."

   "And your tight little pussy makes me crazy," I panted above her.  I was
sweating now.  Straining.  Working over her like a man with a mission,
which I was.  I wanted to make the sweet little bitch cum on my cock, clamp
down on my prick and drive me even wilder.  It was almost masochistic,
fighting off the almost overwhelming desire fostered by the sensations of
fucking such a little girl.

   Even so, we continued our horizontal fuck dance for several minutes
before her eyes rolled back into her head, as she drove her hunching ass
down onto my invading ass-fucking forefinger, taking it fully up into her
anal channel, making me crook my finger to follow the shit tunnel up
towards her guts, and then up to capture as much of my dick as I would give
her, which amounted to almost four inches by now, as it tapped at the
opening of her baby womb.  She cried out as if in pain, but clutched at me
as if in ecstasy.  "Massah Massah Massah!" she groaned and spent herself
onto my cock, creaming it with such an effusion that I sank another inch
into her, popping the aperture to her prepubescent womb and capturing me
tight inside her.  She began to shudder beneath me, almost as if in a
seizure as I at last exploded, directly into her child womb, overflowing
and spilling back out of her hairless cunt and down the crack of her ass,
giving my invading finger even more lubricant to penetrate her asshole deep
and full.  I twirled that finger to elicit even more sensation and the
child flooded my cock again with baby girl cream.  "Stop!" she cried. 
"Enough!  I's finished.  I's ready to die from de good hurtin' yew given
me."

   So saying she fell back onto the bed, totally limp.  I carefully
extracted my finger from her ass, taking time to let her expel it from her
bowels, then shitting it from her asshole like a little turd.  I continued
to hover over her.  I carefully withdrew my still hard cock from her tight
cunt, now so well greased I was able to do so without any discomfort for
her or me.  My dick shone with the pussy oil covering it now had.  I had
been a little surprised to cum.  I hadn't figured I would be able to
because of the control I needed to fuck her to a joyful climax without
hurting her.  Instead, she had seemed to vacuum my sperm from me, but that
only seemed to have stimulated me more.

   "Now, you little angel.  Now you have been properly fucked."

   So saying I shifted to her side and lay beside her.  I held her close
and she stirred, moving to clutch at me with her arms.  "Ah luvs bein'
fucked right, suh.  Yew fuck yo Li'l Sally all you wants.  'Cept when you
make me have that strong feelin', you gots to stop an' let me start
breathin' agin.  'Cause if you don't I's be likin' t' die."

   I chuckled, kissed her on her thick lips and said, "I'll remember, Sally
child.  Did you know your pussy sucked the seed right out of me when you
came?"

   "Ah didn't know nothin'," panted the child.  "All I knowed wuz Ah wuz
feelin' yo dick an' it felt so good." plan "Did it hurt?" I asked,
remembering what she said about the good hurting.

   "When yo thang went up deep inside muh pussy, it hurt some, but den it
made the feelin' even stronger.  Ah likes it.  Den wit chur finger up my
butthole, I just couldn't stop the feelin'.  It jus' kep' goin' on an' on
an' on." She cuddled up closer.  "Yew fucks real good suh.  It makes me
like it and want t' do it all de time."

   "That's good for me sweetheart," I said.  "Because you are such a
delight, you're going to be fucking me for several more years to come if I
have anything to say about."

   "Yew gots ever'thang to say 'bout it, suh.  Youse de mastah."

   I just grinned at my little girl cum sponge.  "I hope that can be a good
thing for you, Sally."

   "'T's already good, mastuh.  Ah'm happier 'n' Ah evah thought a girl
chile could be."

   "I'll do my best to keep it that way," I said.  "But now, on with our
day.  First things first, you need to clean off all this cream and cum from
my dick.  That's part of your duties from now on."

   The child just grinned at me, then slithered down between my legs and
began sucking and lapping at my dick, gobbling up the residue of our first
fuck.  She seemed to enjoy it as much as me.  With my erection still using
most of my blood supply I was tempted to take another go at the little
girl, but I knew there were other things to take care of.

   Just then, there was a knock on the door.  I rose from bed and walked to
the door.  I opened it just a crack.  An older black gentleman in a uniform
stood before me, stiff and regal.  "Mastuh, suh.  Ah gots de coach ready
fo' yuh.  Youse ready fo' to tour th' plantation?"

   "Ah," I said, trying to think quickly.  "Yes.  Of course.  Just give me
a few minutes to get dressed."

   "Sho', suh.  Yew wants some help?"

   "Yes, I do.  Could you send Betsy up to assist me."

   "Of course, suh.  Raht away suh.  I'll pull de coach around fo yo."

   "Wonderful," I said, trying to speak formally as I could.  As soon as
the driver was gone, I turned to look at Little Sally.  I licked my lips,
trying to think.  "You ready to take a ride?" I asked.

   She grinned big and wide.  "Yes, massah.  I'd love tuh."

   "Then get ready, darling.  This is our coming out tour."

   I tried to look around for some clothes, and found an expansive wardrobe
with shirts and pants, and a large set of ceder drawers I couldn't make
head nor hair of.  Luckily, Betsy knocked and entered, eyed my soft cock
and the big grin on Little Sally's face.  "Yessuh?" she asked.

   I said "I need to get dressed, Betsy.  Could you help?"

   She looked at me strangely.  "Sho' suh, but wouldn't you rathah have ol'
Willie he'p.  He's yo' dressin' niggah, shaves an' cuts yo' hair too."

   "Next time," I said.  "I wanted to see you again before Little Sally and
I take a tour of the place.  Does she have some proper clothes to wear?"

   Betsy gave me an even stranger look.  "Suh, o' course not.  Baby niggahs
don't wear nothin' till dey goes t' work or d' girls start t' bleed.  Up to
den, deys don't need no clothes."

   "Um...yeah...sure," I said.  "But I need some.  Could you help me just
this once?"

   "'Course, suh.  Whachu want to wear."

   "Well, Betsy, I'm not quite sure," I tried to excuse myself.  "What is
the best thing to wear for a tour of the place."

   Betsy was studying me for the oddity I actually was.  Up till now, I'd
been able to divert her with my eccentric sexual tastes.  Now her
suspicions were being given full reign.  Then it hit me.  An excuse that
might just work.

   "Sorry, girl." I said.  "Fucking Little Sally's tiny sweet cunt has made
me a little light headed.  I still need to attend to the Plantation, but
her sweet pussy has captivated me.  I can't seem to think straight right
now."

   "Sho, I knows what you need," Betsy grinned.  "Little Sally an' me 'll
get you set.  We's yo' new ever'thang you wants us t' be."

   I breathed a sigh of relief.  This facade, that wasn't really too far
from the truth, was believable.  Betsy probably also saw it as an
opportunity to winnow her way even more into the power structure of the
plantation.

   Betsy gave Little Sally's round ass a little smack and said, "Watchu
watin' fo', baby cunt.  Le's get our massah all ready."

   She quickly began shuffling around the room, Sally chasing behind her
like a little puppy, pulling out the multi-layers of linen and silk clothes
a proper gentleman of the day wore, and most of which I didn't recognize.
She also offered me some toilet water and I was more than happy to let her
spash it on.

   It took a good 20 minutes to get dressed, but we finally had me ready,
coifed and smelling sweet.  I kissed Betsy and thanked her, then told her
to guide us to the coach, not really knowing my way around the house.  I
then reached for Little Sally and hoisted her up in my arms.  "Let's go, my
little love," said and felt her melt into me as she wrapped her arms around
my neck.

   Betsy opened the door and waited for me to carry my little charge into
the hall.  Once out the door I was practically bowled over by the opulance
of the place.  A long hallway that contained a dozen or more rooms, than
down a long winding stairway to what had to be a ball room with a tall
ceiling and three separate chandeliers.  There were countless servants,
cleaning, standing and waiting, all uniformed, all defferential to this god
awful sonofabitch I now inhabited.  I held my naked black sex toy tight and
tried to act like I knew what I was doing, once again thinking, Jesus, I
need some guidance here.

   We exited the mansion, for a mansion it surely was, out onto an
elaborate veranda and semi-circular drive.  I climbed into the coach that
was waiting for us, still holding little sally and sat her down beside me.
I looked at her, kissed her lips gently, wrapped my arm around her and
hugged her.  "Well, fuck, my baby.  At lease we have a little privacy as we
ride around the grounds."

   Little Sally giggled and squeezed my arm.  "C'n we drive over by th'
slave quarters so's Ah c'n see my mammy, suh?  She don' know I's a house
nigger now."

   I grinned and said, "Sure, baby.  Can you tell me the name of our
driver?"

   "Dat's Ol' Uncle Abe, suh.  He been yo' driver fo'ever, least dat's whut
Ah heard."

   "Thanks," I said and pecked my little lover's lips again, then called.
"Uncle Abe?"

   "Yessuh," the driver responded.

   "Lets also take a turn around the slave quarters on this tour."

   "Yessuh," the old man answered and started the coach with a whistle to
his team, and we were off.  The ride was not the smoothest I'd ever
experienced, but it gave me a much needed lay of the land.  I quickly
determined we were actually on an island, probably off the coast of
Florida, Alabama or Mississippi; Florida most likely.  The place was
prettily landscaped and expensively appointed.  Plants and trees were
sculpted along a road that led around the island and down to the sea, where
a ferry was docked.

   The plantation lands were planted with an orchard, crops of sugar cane,
and another crop I couldn't identify.  After about thirty minutes, we took
a turn and I saw four lines of shacks, some with little gardens, some with
clothes lines strung out with ratty clothes I presumed the non-house slaves
had to wear.  Suddenly, Little Sally pulled at my shoulder and begged, "C'n
we stop heah, massah.  Muh mammie's place is raht 'lon heah."

   "Of course, Sally," I said, then called "Uncle Abe, let's take a short
stop here."

   Abe pulled up and stopped, I stepped out of the coach, then took Little
Sally by her waist and sat her down.  She darted off to one of the dirty
little lean-to and inside.  I stepped over to the front of the coach and
said to the driver.  "Hey, Uncle Abe, how long you been with me?"

   He gave me a puzzled look.  "Why evah since befo' yew wuz born suh.  I
come here wit' yo' famly when yo' moved from Marylan' and set up yo' new
plantation heah in Flo'da.  Yew knows dat, suh.  I wuz onna o' yo' Daddies
and Momma's niggahs since Ah been born."

   "Right," I said.  "Were all these people born as slaves then."

   "Suh?  I don' understan'.  Is dey somethin' wrong wit' chu?  Yo' Momma
an' Pa brought 'bout 550 o' us from Marylan', den when dey died in dat
buggy accident, yew b'gan buildin' and growin' so much we went into New
O'leans its own self, wit' me drivin' fo ya, and bought mo' n' 400 mo'
niggahs to cleah an' work de lan, plant de orchards, build yo' house an'
all.  I figger ain't mo' n' 320-325 o' us Marylan' niggahs lef' now."

   "Right," I said.  "I do believe you are correct.  I believe I drank too
much, then fucked myself into exhaustion these past couple of nights, Uncle
Abe.  Sorry for being so absent minded."

   "Sure, suh," he said, then looked at me very carefully and added, "Suh,
yew sho dat little witchy girl yew got fo' a cook ain't done no spell or
yew?"

   I perked up.

   "What witchy girl?" I asked.

   "Dat Anna girl, suh.  De one yew took a likin' too when she become de
head cook.  She be a young'un suh.  No mo' den 13-14.  Worked wit' her
Grandmama since you brought dem in from New Orleans six yeahs ago.  Den
when her Grandmama died, you made her de head cook.  She good too.  She c'n
cook anyt'ing, but she also learned witchy ways from her Grandmama too. 
She de one ever'body goes to when dey ailin'.  Den, when you took her an'
her little sistuh and had yoah way wid dem las' week, you tol' me she
warned yew she's put a whodoo on you, but you jus' laughed and went on wit'
her, took her and her li'l sister, den tol' them dey didn't know nothin'
'bout fuckin' and t' get back t' de kitchen where dey b'longed.  You think
mebbe dat girl done fogged yo' mind or somethin'?  She could do it, Ah
b'lieve she might."

   I stared at Uncle Abe with facination and awe.  Could it be this Anna
girl might indeed have somehow arranged to rip me out of my time into this
one.  And could this body's previous inhabitant be waking up with my wife
and sister-in-law this moment?  That scared me more than anything.  I said
cautiously, "Thanks, Uncle Abe, I'm going to take that under advisement. 
When we get back to the house, I think I'll have me a talk with that girl."

   "Jus' be careful, suh.  I don' b'lieve it's good t' rile a witchy woman,
even if she's only about a chile herself."

   "I will," I said.  "I promise."

   I happened to look around me then.  I saw that I was the center of
attention from what had to be a hundred women and children, staring at me.
Fearful and curious at the same time.  Betsy had been right, all the kids
ran around naked.  They were the most curious and were being held back by
the women I saw.  Suddenly, Little Sally burst from the cabin she had
disappeared into.  I also saw a scrawny, emaciated woman with three other
naked little girls staring at us.

   They were obviously captivated by Sally when she literally jumped up
into my arms and hugged my neck.

   "Ah tol' er, Massah.  She tol' me she don' rightly b'lieve you'd have me
fo' no house niggah, but you do, don' yew.  Y' ain't lyin' t' me is you."

   "Not at all," I answered.  "Matter of fact..." I said, then waved for
Little Sally's mother to approach the coach.  "Come over here," I ordered.

   The woman hesitated, then approached me.  "Bring your children with
you," I said.

   The woman looked back, and have a sharp command with her head to the
other three little naked girls, "C'mon.  Massah wants t' see us," she
ordered them roughly.

   The other three children followed their mother and approached me.

   All of them lowered their heads, making sure to avoid eye contact. 
"Yes, massuh," said the woman.

   "I want to make sure you know that Little Sally is moving into the house
with me, starting immediately," I said.

   "Yessuh," responded the worn out woman.  "Tha's whut she tol' me.  Thank
yuh, suh.  An' if she don' behave yew jes' let me know an' Ah'll beat her
till she bleed.  Ah promise."

   "No you will not," I said.  "Little Sally will be my personal attendant
from this day forward.  No one beats her ever again.  In fact, I would
advise you to do everything you can to make her happy so she look after you
in the days to come.  If you wish to see her, you are welcome to come to
the house, but understand she is favored.  If she's unhappy, I'm not likely
to be."

   "Yessuh, yessuh, massuh," the woman shuffled and scraped.  I turned my
head to Sally, still clutching my neck like a life raft.  "Now, my little
love, shall we head back to the house?"

   "Yes, please," the little girl practically sobbed.  "Please take me
back."

   "Always, Little Sally, always," I said softly, then kissed her on her
sweet full lips and climbed back into the coach.  "Back home, Uncle Abe," I
said.

   And we were off.  I looked back to see a large crowd gathered still
staring after us.  At the front remained Little Sally's mother and sisters.
On the way back, I started comforting my skinny ebony sex-toy, then as she
warmed to me, I began kissing her more pasionately, toying with her baby
nipples, cunt and ass.  Her response was much more knowing now, much more
intent and heated.  After a prolonged kiss with my fingers fluttering over
her hairless cunt, she started fumbling with the buttons on my pants.

   "C'n Ah please have som' mo' o' your cock," she asked.  "Ah wants t'
ride you fo' a while, suh.  I wants yo' cum inside muh pussy."

   I helped her figure out the combination of the buttons and let my cock
spring from the under linen that housed it.  The child took hold of the
meaty slab and used her fingers to spread her immature cunt lips as I had
taught, then sank down upon me, taking me deep for her, but still a shallow
clenching fuck for me.  She put her hands on my chest and rode me, using my
cock to fuck herself bouncing in time with the carraige's rattling ride.

   "Thank ya, Massuh.  Thank you.  I's be ridin' yo' cock fo' you evah day,
evah night, you want me to."

   "I want you, Sally," I sighed.  "Whatever happens, as long as I'm
around, I will want you and care for you."

   "Oh, Massah!" the child called out and leaned into me, clutching me by
the arms as she rode my dick.  I began fucking her back, matching her
rhythm, holding her tight, squeezing her buttochs as they bounced up and
down with increasing rapidity.  "Squirt anytime y'want, Massah.  Ah'm
cummin' with you now an' I wants you t' use me too.  Squirt all up in me
all you wants.  I likes it.  I wants it."

   I leaned down, craning my neck to reach her face, and kissed the little
black slut.  She accepted my kiss and took the spray of cum I released
inside her body like a sacrament.  Tears ran down her face, but she was
laughing as she cries.  "Massah wants muh cunny.  Want's muh butt-hole,
want's alla me," she cried as she flooded me, marking my pants with our
mixed juices.  Then she pulled off me, flopped down bonelessly beside me,
and bent over my cock to clean it as she had been taught.  Her tongue moved
lazily over me, and when she took my lifeless penis into her mouth to suck
it clean she made kitten like sounds, as if this was her sustenance.  When
I started to recover her, I bent to the task of putting my spent dick back
into its confines.  I was surprised when she slapped my hands away to do it
herself, after which she patted my crotch lovingly and curled up beside me
and fell into a nap.  I smiled happily.  I hoped I could keep my word to
her, that I would always be here for her, but truth be told, I had no idea
what the future held.

   As we pulled up to the house, Uncle Abe called out, "Suh!  Suh!"

   I stuck my head out the window and said "Yes, Uncle Abe,"

   "Theah suh, theah's the cook girl and her sistuh, jus' comin' in from
huntin ' fo' greens n' sech."

   I looked to where he was pointing and was felt as if I had been struck
by lightening.  Walking across the expansive lawn and towards the back of
the mansion, I saw a young girl dressed in what looked like gigham, a
headband wrapped around her hair, a skirt that reached the ground.  She was
shaped like a movie star, smallish breasts, but a smaller waist, flairing
hips with an ass that protruded and demanded attention.  Following behind
her trailed a younger girl, her sister no doubt, without the figure yet of
her elder sister, but with her features.  Negroid in the most flattering
sense.  Beautiful and stately.  How this motherfucker I inhabited had had
the nerve to despoil her without properly wooing, seducing and placating
her, I could never understand.

   "Anna!" I called loudly.  "Anna!"

   The girl looked at me with unabashed anger and hatred, her little sister
glanced at me and I saw fear mask her features before she looked away. 
Anna stopped, but said nothing.  Her glare would have withered me normally,
but I wanted to see if I could find out more about my situation and how to
rectify it without anyone getting hurt more than they already were.

   "Anna," I repeated again.  "Would you and your sister come see
me..um...in my study...after you get things sorted out in the kithen."

   She still refused to speak.  She just nodded and disappeared aroung the
corner.

   At the front porch, I climbed from the coach and reached for Sally.  She
leaped into my arms with a happy squeal.  As I entered the house I saw
Lizzie dusting the funiture in such a way as to indicate it was part of a
plan.  It suddenly became part of mine as well.  "Lizzie!" I announced.

   The big woman jumped and looked at me expectantly.

   "Yessuh, massah!" she said, then looked up at Sally, then down a the
bulge in my slacks and the wetness that spread over it from Little Sally's
lap dancing pussy ride I had just enjoyed.  A big grin spread across her
shining black face.  "Lizzie, lead me to the study." I ordered, using the
excuse of having her lead me to learn where the business of the plantation
was most likely to take place.  She led me through the ball room, through a
much more humble living room and then through the library.  At the back of
the room, there was what appeared to be an office.  Once inside I was very
impressed.  The study was large and airy as seemed common with all the
rooms here.  There was a large rolltop desk, and a rocking chair beside an
oversized picture window.  It had its own fireplace, which I guessed went
largely unused, and a lovely view of the back lawn and a garden.  It felt
quiet and peaceful.  The perfect place for solitude, contemplation and
strategy sessions.

   Once inside the room, I put Sally down, Lizzie took a position in front
of the picture window, and waited expectantly.  I closed the door behind
me. I took a couple of steps into the room towards the big black woman and
smiled.

   "Is dey anything else yo' need me fo, Massah?" she asked.

   "There certainly is, Lizzy," I grinned.  "Loosen your blouse and let me
see those big titties."

   Lizzie brightened and chuckled warmly, "Sho, suh.  I's happy to," and
loosened the blousey top, shrugged it off her shoulders sand fully exposed
her giant dark mammaries to my hungry view.

   Her tits were massive, huge and black with stretch marks and puffy erect
nipples the size of silver dollars.

   "Oh my God, Lizzie," I gasped.  "They are beautiful.

   "Oh Massah, youse jus' rememberin' how you nursed on me, takin' yo' milk
an' comfort from dese ol' titties all dem years ago."

   I moved close to her and hefted the big breasts in my hands.  they were
heavy and warm.  I half raised them and half lowered my head to suckle at
one of them, then the other, groaning as I did, my dick suddenly leaking
precum, wishing there was still milk available in them.

   Lizzie groaned, "Oh yes, Massah.  Suck y'r ol' Mammy's titties.  I
wished they had nevah made me wean ya.  I'd still be feedin' you yo' milk
every day if ah could.  Feedin' yo' my milk an' milkin' yo' pretty white
cock fo' yo' milk at th' same time."

   I groaned in agreement, then reached down and snaked my hand under her
long skirts to reach up to her unvcovered cunt.  I had no trouble reaching
through her damp kinkly pubic thatch to find her open wet pussy.  She was
as recepetive as I was hungry for her, I slid one, then two fingers up into
her sloppy cunt.

   All the time, Little Sally was staring at us in total amazement.

   "Ohhhhh!" Lizzie moaned.  "Massah, suck an' fuck yo Mammy while I juice
up fo' yo.  I's ready fo yuh.  I want yo' dick in my pussy."

   I was ready too.  to that effect I meaneuverd Lizzie over to the desk.
"Lean over the desk, Lizzie.  I'm going to fuck you from behind.  Right
here.  Right now."

   Lizzie laughed joyfully.  "Any thing you want, Massah.  Yo' wish is muh
wish too."

   I pulled up her skirts and probed my dick in between her wide spread
thick legs, I slipped inside of her to the hilt with ease.

   "Ohhhhh!" she moaned again.  "I's cummin' fo' ya' already massah. 
Cummin' on yo' sweet peter."

   "Oh fuck, Lizzie," I said, looking into Little Sally's eyes.  "You're
cunt feels wonderful."

   "You fuck it, Massah.  Fuck it all you wants and spill all yo' seed yo'
wants.  I can't make no mo' babies, but I can still give you muh pussy and
love your dick fo' yo'"

   "That's all I ask, Lizzie," I said through clenched teeth as I tried to
hold back long enough for the big negress to reach a second orgasm.  "That
and your loyalty."

   "Oh," cooed Lizzie.  "I's be loyal.  I be's loyal to you an' yo' fuckin'
peter fo' you."

   "Ha!" I crowed and went to pounding the woman's flowing love fountain.
At the same time I spanked her ass hard as I fucked her.

   "Oh!" she cried.  "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Youse makin' me cum again suh, cummin'
fo yew."

   "Me too!  I groaned as the door flew open.

   I turned my head ans saw the cook, Anna.  She had not brought her sister
with her.

   "Just-Just a minute!" I panted and turned my attention back to Lizzie.
She was still cumming and I was determined to get my nut as well before she
finished.  I no longer was concerned that someone had walked in on us.  My
priorities has changed considerably since first opening my eyes in this
environment.  First things first, I thought.  And my immediate first thing
was empyting my balls up inside Lizzie's welcoming cunt, not just for
myself, but for Lizzie as well, and an object lesson I was also playing out
for my little lover, Sally.

   Panting and growling I let loose my cream into Lizzie's wide open cunt.
She seemed happy to be caught pleasuring her master, and I was not averse
to displaying my own pleasure with the big woman.  It was a point I needed
to make, perhaps for myself as well as Lizzie, Sally and Anna.  "Argh!  You
black bitch!  Take it!  Take it all!" I screamed and arched my back as I
froze in the depths of my Mammy's syrupy cunt.  I let the ecstacy of the
orgasm take me, then release me, and I pulled back, my dick finally going
limp.  Unbeknownst to me, while I was finishing my fuck with Lizzie, Sally
came so stand beside me as I had emptied myself into Lizzie, placing her
hand on my ass and patting it as I finished my nut.  I saw the cook
standing at the door, watching in disapproval.  I smirked at her and said
to Little Sally, "Clean it for me, baby girl." Then I dropped Lizzie's
skirt, letting it recover her ass and patted the fing broad backside in
appreciation and approvel.  I panted to Lizzie, "Thanks, Lizzie.  Now, that
will be all for now.  We'll revisit the situation later."

   Lizzie was beaming when she stood up, also unashamed and pulling up her
top to cover het huge titties once again.  "At yo' pleasure, Massah.  And
mines too." Then she chuckled warmly and walked proudly past the cook,
carefully closing the door as she left.

   As I turned to the cook, Little Sally bent to her own task of cleaning
off my dick with her mouth.  She seemed to enjoy the show, as did I.  I
noted that the cook did not appear at all impressed or interested.  She
just waited quietly.  Seeing this, I ignored her a moment longer and
stroked Little Sally's kinky head while she sucked off my cum and Lizzie's
pussy juice.  "Thank you, Sally, girl.  You are so sweet.  But if you
hadn't got me all crazy during our buggy ride, I wouldn't have needed
relief again so quickly.

   Sally looked up at me with a grin.  "Were it fun, Massah?  De buggy
ride, fuckin' me and den fucking ol' Mammy Lizzie like dat?"

   I grinned back.  "Yes, sweetheart, it was a lot of fun." Then I milked
my cock a bit and brought it back to semi-hardness.  "And this is fun too.
You are a wonderful nasty little fuck toy and I love you."

   Anna remained quiet and regal, almost ignoring Sally and me, barely
stealing a glance at my exposed cock and Sally's playful ministrations.  I
continued to stroke my love toy's head and body while she laved my dick,
then my balls, and then fell back to lapping and sucking at the precum
juices I was somehow able to still produce.  Finally satisfied, I gently
disconnected the seven year old from her toy that had been steadily rising
under her loving care, and stuffed my cock back into my pants.

   I looked back to the cook.  She stood absolutely motionless, as if
carved from ice.  "Sorry to keep you waiting," I said.  "And sorry for the
display if it offended you.  I had made a promise to poor Lizzie.  I needed
to prove something to myself too.  I needed to know I'm not just about
little girl sex.  My relationship with Little Sally here is about her and
me.  The same with Lizzie." I lowered my voice and added, "And so is my
relationship with you and your sister."

   Anna faltered a bit, but still said nothing.  She stood tall and proud,
especially for a girl so young.  I could see how she could be the head
cook.

   Anna boldly interrupted me, "I tol' yuh!"

   Surprised, but needing to maintain a facade of understanding, I tried to
play it smart.  "Yes, you did." I agreed.  Then waited and hoped for more
information.

   "You took me, then yuh took muh baby sistuh, and I tole yuh!"

   "Yes," I agreed again, understanding that this son of a bitch I'd
replaced had raped both Anna and her sibling, but not knowing what else to
to, I said, "and I need to ask you for forgiveness for that, and hers as
well.  I was wrong.  I owe you both."

   It was then that Anna stopped short, looked me up and down, caught my
eye again and studied me for a second, then she said, "You ain't him no
more, is you?"

   I looked her back in the eye, understanding for sure that she knew what
was going on.  Here was my salvation.  My way back to my wife, child and
life.  With a coldness that surprised me, I said.  "No, I'm not."

   The girl laughed harshly.  "I warned you!" she said.  "Yuh caint go
'round forcin' yo'self on innocent cillen like dat."

   Still cold, with an anger I had to come to terms with quickly before
this got out of hand I said, "I agree totally.  And the man you punished
has paid for it.  But now, you're punising me as well."

   "If you ain't him no more, then who is you?" She demanded.

   "You don't know?" I asked.

   "How could I know?" she responded.  "Ah cast him out like de demon he
wuz, jus' like Saint Jesus did to demons.  Ah didn't say whut demon'd take
his place."

   "Oh?" I said softly, my hope evaporating.  "But I'm not a demon.  I'm a
man from another time who woke up in this body, time and place without any
explanation or understanding."

   "Well, I thought he'd jus' be a' empty vessel if de spell worked,"
argued the girl.  "Ah didn't know it'd yank in some stranger.  Mebbe you
needed to be punished too, den."

   "Maybe so, but did my wife?  did my baby?  did my family?" I demanded.
Then looking at Little Sally and seeing her terror at the strange turn of
this conversation, I said to her, "You go, Little Sally.  I don't mean to
scare you like this.  I need to talk to Anna in private," then added, "And
please don't talk to anyone else about this."

   "Ah..Ah won't suh," the little girl stuttered.

   Anna spoke up, "No, she won't, 'cause she know whut Ah does to chillen
what disobey me."

   I saw Little Sally tremble with fear.  She was terrified of this girl.
She yelped, "Ah won't!  Ah won't!  Ah won't," and dashed from the room,
slamming the door behind her.

   Alone with Anna, not sure of who she really was, I said, "Tell me what's
going on, Anna.  The whole story."

   Anna studied me from across the room, unafraid, but wary.  Finally she
spoke, "Afer you - I mean he - done took me and muh sistuh, Ah tole him
Ah's gwine make him pay.  He only laughed at me.  He sez muh juju weren't
nothin' but tricks an' superstition.  So's Ah used muh magic tuh make up a
mixture tuh cast out his spirit.  Ah sent his spirit into the de swine you
keep.  Ah didn't think o' whut would happen den."

   It was my turn.  "What happened was that last night I went to bed with
my pregnant wife, on New Year's Eve, the year 2016.  I fucked her and her
sister to joyful oblivion, then went to sleep saying 'I love you' to them
both.  When I woke up, I was fucking Betsy up in your master's bedroom." I
snorted and paused, trying to think, trying to gather the errant threads of
my existance into the moment.  "Since you were the one who caused this, I
need you to help me.  Can you put things back in place?  I honestly don't
care what happens to this piece of shit you've drawn me into.  I have no
doubt he deserves everything you did, but I need my life back.  My family
needs me back."

   "Cain't do that, suh." the girl said.  "Yew - Ah mean he - had dem pigs
slautered t' send t' market dis mo'nin'."

   "What?" I exclaimed.

   "Yew tol' dem las night fo' yew went t' bed.  Dat's when Ah did the
final magic whut sent him out his body."

   I stared at Anna.  For the first time she seemed cowed.  It was obvious
this act of retribution had not been thought out comepletely.  I shook my
head in consternation.  I sighed heavily, walked to "my" desk, sat down and
looked out the window into the garden.  After a moment I said, "Well, then
we can't call back the man whose body I'm in, which sounds like it just as
well since he was a mean bastard, and at least for right now I can't go
back to my own life.  At least he won't wake up in bed with my wife." I
looked to Anna, "but I need a guide, Anna.  someone I can trust, to help me
learn about this life I've found myuself in."

   "Yassuh," she mumbled.  "I sees I owes you dat.  I's sorry I made you
lose yo' wife an' baby."

   "Me too," I grumbled.  "But let me tell you something else.  This isn't
the only time and place I've found myself in.  When I napped here, I woke
up in another place and time, with a different set of lovers and troubles.
Seems like you're not the only one using this bit of magic, and for some
reason I'm the one that keeps getting shifted around.  My guess is
everytime I lose consciousness in one time, I switch to the other.  Living
through each day in several different eras."

   "Sorry," Anna said again.

   "But I'm still worried about my wife.  Come morning for her, will she
wake up with another version of me, will I somehow shift back to that time,
or will there be an empty shell like you figured your master would become?"

   "Ah don't know, suh," Anna said, then sobbed, "but I was so angry, suh.
He hurt me, an' Ah mighta been able tuh live wit dat, but when he made
little Cassie bleed, I started to burn.  I knowed Ah had de power, so's Ah
used it.  Muh Grandma tol' me nevah t' try it, but Ah was so full o' anger
an' hate, I had t' do somethin'."

   Anna's plight moved me, "I understand, Anna.  And I don't blame
you...not much, anyway.  But, going forward, I want you to avoid that
little trick, okay?"

   "Yes suh," Anna agreed.  "An' I promise t' do anything Ah can tuh he'p
yew." Then a sly grin crept over her girlish face and she said, "Fust thang
we need t' do is stop yuh from fuckin' all de ugly niggah girls on de
place. Yuh gots plenty of prettier wenches who can bear yo' babies fo'
yuh."

   This was the first time I'd seen her smile.  It was infectious.  "What
do you mean?" I asked.

   "Lizzie?" she proclaimed.  "And dat big pussied Betsy?  De mens tell me
dey gots to tie a board to deyselves to keep from fallin' in dat girl. 
Even Li'l Sally.  She a scrawny ugly little nigga too."

   I blushed and said, "'ve been figuring this out as I went along." Then
added.  "And besides, from what I can tell, Lizzie if very happy and
grateful for my attention.  Betsy may have a roomy pussy, but she's been
willing to try anything and, so far, has seemed to enjoy it all.  As for
Little Sally, she needs a great big dose of love and affection, even if it
comes spurting out of the head of my penis.  And I haven't defiled any
virgins while I've been here.  I abhor the man who will rape an unwilling
child, though I admit if a little girl is willing and appears to enjoy it,
I'll dip my cock in her sweet little cunt as quick as any pervert." Then I
paused.  "That's not really true.  Where I come from, I'd never do that. 
It's only been here, and in that other place and time I woke up in, where
it seems a man can get away with it, that I've allowed myself to indulge in
little girl fucking."

   Anna kept grinning, "Least ways, you ain't fuckin' 'em an then putting
them out in de fields like you done muh li'l sister."

   "Oh no," I gasped.  "I- I mean He- did that?"

   "He did, and she already been sufferin' fo' it.  She didn' even have no
knowledge o' mens b'fo' yew done fucked her.  Now de chil' been fucked hard
in ever hole the po' gorl got by dem fild hands.  Least ways she was 'fore
they found out she my baby sister.  Now dey beggin' me not t' punish dem. "

   "I'm so sorry," I said.

   "She alright now," responded Anna, "She back with me now."

   I said, "Would you mind having her come here too, just so I can tell her
I'm sorry"

   "Ah can," said Anna.  "I bring her her here to see you too."

   "Fine, in fact, I can wait till tomorrow to check with the two of you if
you like."

   "Ah'd rather yew meet her t'day, fo' you go messin' wit' any other
wenches."

   "What?" I said, suddenly off track.  Was she making an offer of her
little sister?

   "Ah tol' yew she done been used by the field hands.  Seems if yew can
save Li'l Sally, you can sure save muh baby sister.  She can be jus' as
good a play mate fo' yew as dat dirty little fucker.  An muh sistuh is way
purtier."

   "Pretty as you?" I asked.

   "What?  Anna asked, taking a step beck.

   I nodded in understaning, staying where I was, but I said.  "If you're
going to offer up your little sister to me, what about you?"

   Anna balked.  She knew what I was suggesting to her, but wasn't ready
for it.

   "Ah- Ah'm de cook, suh.  Dat's my duty."

   "Well, why can't you take your little sister under your wing in the
kitchen then.  Teach her your trade?  Wouldn't that be better than being
defiled by me or anyone else?"

   Anna stared at me in disbelief.  "You sayin' you don't want her?" asked
the girl.

   "Not at all," I said.  "I just don't understand why you'd want to turn
her over to me when there are other options."

   Anna licked her lips and did some internal calculations.  "Why can't she
do both?" she asked.

   I smiled.  This was a game I knew, but didn't understand the
motivations. "Why can't you do both then?" I countered.  I was realizing I
wanted this girl in my bed and in my life.  Not just because she was hard
to get, but because she was the match I preferred.  Smart, sincere,
straightforward.  If she came to my bed, it would be because she wanted to
be with me, not just to gain some position or prize.

   She was suddenly looking at me with different eyes.

   "You mean dat?" she said.  "You knows I'm a witch and I can do either
good or evil on you."

   "You already have," I answered.  "Its more than that.  If I'm to make a
life here, I want someone by my side, not to rule over or to be ruled by.
Someone who can be with me every day, think with me, plan with me, as well
as stir my desire every time I look at her, just like I feel right now."

   "You wants me?" she smiled, making her own calculations as she went.

   "Very much," I admitted.  "You brought me here, and although I'm not
about to give up Betsy or Little Sally, I'd love to have you be the one I
give my trust to, along with my desire and affection."

   Anna was puzzled.  "Ah don' know, suh." she said.  "Ah would if Ah
thought I could make dis all right fo' you, fo' Cassie an' fo' me, but Ah
can't.  Ah's still a young girl, whether Ah like it or not.  Ah don' know
no woman's ways or how t' love a man."

   "You think about it, Anna," Suddenly no longer in a panic or a rush. 
"Think about it with your head and your heart and even you pussy.  Right
now, you go get your sister and then come back to me once you've thought
this all through."

   "Yessuh," Anna said, overwhelmed by pensive thought.

   Then she left.  Finally, for the first time since I'd woke up on the
plantation, I was alone.  I quickly decided to use this time to familiarize
myself with this Mr Wilson whose life I was now living, and I wanted to do
it before my next interuption or time, body and life shift.

   I spent the next five hours going through every paper and artifact I
could find in the study.  I found I was very wealthy.  The plantation
covered the entire island, over 3000 acres with well over a thousand slaves
working it.  Other than the numbers, I also found what I had been told by
the driver to be effectively true.  My family had relocated from Maryland
to East Florida sometime in 1780s.  This was a little outside my study of
history but the rules and laws regarding slavery was most assuredly
different here from in the Southeastern U.S.  Slavery was more of a
temporary situation here.  Slaves were considered indentured servants more
than chattel.  However, Williams had not let his slaves know that when he
transplanted them.  He still steated them like animals.

   I noted that Jeremiah Wilson was unmarried and had no family to speak of
since his mother and father had passed, so it was up to me how I proceeded
with the ill-gotten bounty he had inadvertantly bequeathed to me.  Still,
after hours of searching, I got bored reviewing the facts and figures.  I
finally pushed the accounts book away from me and sat back in the big
leather desk chair.  I stood up and stretched, then walked over to the
window and looked outside.  I realized the sun was setting.  As I looked
out into the lengthening shadows, a melanchly came over me.  I was still
dealing the an unbelievable situation, despite my tried and true coping
mechanisms that had served me so far.  I had compartmentalized things I
couldn't control, accepted the reality, as fantastic is it might be, and
tried to figure out how to proceed.  In truth, I might still be in shock,
but couldn't be sure unless I started walking into walls or tripping over
my own feet, a sure giveaway that I wasn't as much in control as I thought
I was.

   With a sigh, I walked out of the study, back thorugh the library and out
through the living room, ball room and entry hall, and out to the huge
porch.  I saw Lizzie standing with two other women about her age.  Upon
seeing me, her two companions dashed away, presumable to take care of their
repective chores.  Lizzie stayed and waited expectantly.  Maybe she
expected another foray.  I had no such urges and sat down on the porch
swing instead.  After a few minutes she left too.  In the quiet peaceful
air, with a sea breeze wafting in and easing my tension, I looked out over
the land as the sun started descending below the horizon.

   Just then Anna stepped out the door and onto the porch.  She was
accompanied by her barely pubescent little sister.  "Dinnah is ready suh."

   "Fine," I said.  realizing I was quite hungry.  Then I said.  "Please
lead the way, Anna, and make sure the table is set for Sally, you and your
sister to join me."

   "Ah already done dat, suh," Anna said with a knowing smile.  "An ah
asked yoah other girls t' join us too."

   I smiled.  Anna was not only smart, but attentive.  She could also be
charming if she wanted.  She was not suited to be a slave, that was
certain. I followed her and her sister, who held her hand as if it were a
lifeline through the house and into a wide dining room with an oversized
table, more suited to a dinner party than an evening meal.  I saw that she
had indeed invited my girls, Betsy, Lizzie and Little Sally, along with
Uncle Abe, the driver who had given me a tour fo the plantation earlier. 
She had also seen fitting to invite Betsy's children and Sally's mother and
siblings.  Betsy and her four little girls sat together, one still a tiny
baby, swaddled a filthy pseudo diaper.  Lizzie was sitting by the driver
and whispering conspiratorily.  Little Sally was there, as was her mother
along with the four picaninnies that had to be her offspring and who ranged
from a teen who looked to be a carbon copy of her mother to two children
who were still preteens and a toddler sitting on her lap.

   When I stepped to the head of the table, everyone went quiet.  "Good
evening," I said.

   Each responded, ranging from "Evenin' Massah from Sally's mother to
simply "Suh" from the driver and an exuberant "Evenin!" from Sally.  Once I
had sat down, Anna leaned over and whispered in my ear.  "Cassie an' I be
servin' the food now."

   "Wait," I said, taking her hand, seeing the table was arranged so the
chair to my right and left remained empty.  "Why don't we have someone else
bring the food.  I'd like to have you and Cassie sit beside me while we
eat."

   Anna smiled.  "No suh," she said, still for my ears alone.  "Dis is my
cookin' an' muh kitchen.  I be's servin' and dis starts Cassie's trainin'
too." I nodded in humble acceptance.  Anna was obviously in her element and
not to be gainsaid in front of the assemblage.  This is why our
conversation was bing held in whisper, no doubt.  She didn't want anyone to
know she could contradict me.  I smiled, patted her generous rump just to
see how she would react.  I was overjoyed to feel her step back into my
hand and grin at me.

   Se said, "We be bringin' de food in a minute, y'all.  And' don't nobody
start eatin' till Massah says grace eithah.  Now, come on, Cassie, we gots
to serve."

   Cassie clasped Anna's hand in a death grip as they headed into the
kitchen, but kept looking back at me in disbelief.  Her last experience
with this body's inhabitant had been cruel.  Now her sister and I were
acting as if we were the best of friends.

   While we waited for Anna and Cassie to return I addressed the group. 
"How is everyone this evening?"

   I got an assortment of "Fine" and similar responses but everyone.  Then
I said, "Sally, come here.  You know your place is at my side from now on."

   The nubile naked child brightened and rushed to me.  I expected her to
take one of the seats beside me.  Instead, she hopped onto my lap and
squirmed around till she nudged my semi-hard cock in line with the crack of
her round little ass.  She then leaned back on me and pursed her lips.  She
was the proudest little girl at the table, and all the other children
looked at her with envy.  I wonder if they understood that her tight little
pussy had gotten her access to her master.  I saw Betsy narrow her eyes at
the homely little girl and pat her infant child's bottom as she glowered.
"Why didn't you come back earlier?" I asked.

   "I was afraid to," Sally said.  "Dat Miss Anna is a scary witch woman."

   "Yeah," I grinned.  "But she's my witch woman.  I will tell her she is
never to harm you, okay.  You are my little fuck girl, and no one is
allowed to ever hurt you again." As I said this I looked towards her
mother, who was staring slack jawed at her little girl's familiarity with
her owner.  She was probably even more surprised when Sally hung onto my
knec and kissed me, demanding access to my open mouth and sucking at my
tongue as if it was the source of all her nourishment.

   Thinking of Betsy's and Sally's mother's babies I said "Why don't we
have someone take the babies to the nursery."

   "De what?" blurted out Betsy.  "What's dat?"

   I looked back blankly, then realized this was another issue to deal with
in this house.  I hoped and believed there were going to be a plenty of
children running these halls in the days ahead, and arrangements needed to
be made for that.  I looked at Lizzie.  "Lissie, how may bedrooms we got in
this mansion?"

   "Why, as many as you wants, suh." she responded.  "We got 10 rooms
without nobody in 'em.  Most of dem ain't got no funiture at all."

   "Hmmm," I nodded.  "Well I want you to set up one of the larger rooms as
a place for the Plantations' babies, and I want someone there full time to
care for them .  That will free up their parents a bit, and make sure the
babies are well cared for."

   "Yew wants some wet nurses fo' dem?" she asked.  "Ah'll get some big
tittied Mommas to come in and keep 'm fed."

   "That's fine," I answered.  "You see to it.  Arrange for the furniture,
the nurses, and whoever you can fully trust to see to them.  I want no
ill-teatment of the Ppantations babies.  They represent our future."

   The full grown women were staring at me in wonder.  The driver was
smiling slyly.  He spoke up, "Now dat is a great idear, suh.  Dat way's you
got you babies right der waiting fo' you."

   I smiled grimly, "There's that, but even more important, I want to start
creating an environment where people have hope, a future and some degree of
happiness around here.  We'll see many more changes as time goes in, but
first things first.  And these babies are first.

   Sally's mother looked at me with fear.  "Dat mean youse takin' my babies
away from me?" she asked.  I looked at her brood.

   "No," I asnwered.  "But I do want to make sure your children are
properly fed and cared for." Then added, "Besides, as Sally's mother, you
and your children will get a room in this mansion starting tonight.  You
live here at Sally's suffrage.  As I said this I was openly diddling Little
Sally's hairless cunt, and she was luxuriating in the attenion.

   Just then Anna and Cassie returned.  Anna was carrying a steaming plate
of fresh cooked pork.  I looked at her and she looked back knowingly.  I
smiled in recongnition of her ironic choice of a main course.  The smaller,
even darker, but still very beautiful Cassie brought in a huge platter of
mashed potatoes.

   When Anna Saw Sally sitting in my lap and my fingers fluttering over her
exposed cunt she frowned.  After she had set down the pork centerpiece she
walked to me and said.  "I see yo' preparin' yo' own sauce fo' de food."

   I raised the offending fingers to my face, sniffed then licked off
Little Sally's pussy juice.  "Sweet," I said boldly.  "But I would be more
than happy to mix some of your special sauce as well."

   Anna stood over me and glared, but then she surprised me.  He ran her
own hand down into Little Sally's cunt crease and gathered up a bit of
little girl juice.  she tasted it and looked at me with disdain.  "Mines is
lots more sweeter," she declared.  "An' Cassies is sweeter yet.  But den,
you be findin' that out shortly." Then she stared at Little Sally.  "An den
you can send dis li'l wench back to de fields where she b'longs."

   Little Sally stiffened and I responded quickly and harshly.  "No!"
Everyone froze.  I was challenging the plantation witch and they were sure
no good could come of it.  At the same time, I needed to let them know when
I promised something, I stuck to it.  I also didn't want to back Anna into
a corner where she would have to respond for pride's sake.  So I said
carefully, "Anna, I already promised Little Sally this was her role from
now on." I reached for Anna's hand and kised it, then looked up into her
cool dark eyes.  "At the same time, if you'll have me, I want you to be my
wife, my partner and help mate.  You won't rule over me, nor me you.  We'll
rule here side by side." Anna's features softened immediately.  I was
proclaiming my intent before the whole table, which effectively meant
before the whole plantation.  "I will not cease my relationship with Little
Sally, Betsy, Lizzie or anyone else I choose and who agrees to it, but I
will place you first and above all others." I stared into her widening eyes
and said, "Its our children who will inherit our land and wealth."

   Anna stared at me momentarily, then said, "Well, den.  As you say.  You
de husband and Ah will abide by yo' words, but if'n any o' dese neggah
bitches tries t' do you wrong, Ah will curse dem an' all dere generations.
You mines now, fo' all time, and Cassie's too.  I be's yo' numbuh one and
she be yo' numbah two.  Little Sally c'n be 3 and we decide latah if dy's
any mo' who shares our bed an' bounty."

   Everyone at the table was in awe.  Truth be known, so was I.  Someting
was happening that would change all our lives and we all knew it.  For me,
it couln't' have happened at a better time.  Anna's already fearful status
had grown immearuably, and so had her sister's.  Even Sally had benefitted.
I looked at Anna with a suspicion that this had been her plan all along. 
She grinned, bent down and kissed me, then whispered in my ear.  "I's yo's
now.  An' yew is mines."

   I looked up and what had been a cool carefully controlled soul had
suddenly opened up to me with miraculous warmth and joy.  "Just as you say,
my darling," I said.

   Anna then said to Sally, "Well, chile, if you gonna be a wife o' my man,
you gonna learn wifely ways, which is a lot mo' den feedin' him yo pussy
juice.  You come wit' us and bring out de res' o' de food."

   I nodded at the little naked girl and said, "Go on.  Do as Anna says."

   With that Little Sally slid from my lap, uncovering the hard cock she
had so happily engorged as she had squirmed her naked little ass upon me.
Anna appraised the upraised cock.  "Dat's mines too, now." she procliamed.

   "It certainly is," I agreed.

   "And from now on, you gots to let me he'p choose where you plants de
seeds." she said.

   "Absolutely," I nodded.

   Anna looked over the table.  "Y'all unnerstan'?  I's de queen here an'
Massah's de king."

   Everyone nodded.  Betsy was not happy, but was afraid to say anything.
Lizzie and the driver were hovering so close together I thought they might
merge at any second.  Cassie was staring with wide eyes.  Little Sally was
standing next to Anna and looking up admiringly.  She suddenly had a new
role model.  I just grinned.  At last things were falling together.

   "So say we all," I said, stealing a line form a TV show from two
centuries in the future.

   With that, Anna took little Sally by the hand and led her to the
kitchen, with her bubble butted little sister bouncing along beside them.

   Once gone, I was still grinning in a triumph I hadn't planned.  Anna was
perfect I decided.  Looking at the slack jawed assemblige I said.  "You can
chatter among yourselves if you like.  I'm sure this was a huge surprise
for eveyone." Everyone immediately fell to chirping and quarelling like a
pack of black crows.  My grin never left my face.  Lizzie suddenly broke
in, "Massah, suh.  You want me to take dese babies off to anuthuh room fo'
dey rest?"

   "Good idea, Lizze.  and why don't you, and Betsy and - um Sally's momma,
not yet knowing her name, go with you.  Once you have all the babies
settled in, you can cake turns watching over them while the other two join
us.

   "Come wit me den," Lizzie ordered the two mothers, and they both rose
together.  Sally's siblings followed their mother like chicks after a
mother hen, but Bertha's three little girls kept their seats, eyeing the
food with gluttonous intent.  I smiled.  "Uncle Abe and I will keep an eye
on your girls' Betsy.  You go ahead and take care of that baby."

   The mothers of the house left the rest of us alone.  I eyed Betsy's
girls, naked to the world and shifting about restlessly.  I was thinking of
how to address them when Anna and her helpers reappeared.  They sat a
stew-like dish, cooked tomatoes and some other vegetable and a rice dish on
the table.  Anna then took the chair to my right.  The two little girls
stood helplessly by the table.  Anna was quick to respond.  "Well, don't
jus' stand theah.  Take yo' places.  Cassie, you sit on the othuh side o'
yo new husband, and Li'l Sally, you climb back up on his lap an' keep his
peter warm an' ready fo' us, cause me and Cassie got us some wifely duties
t' take care of when suppah's over."

   This suggestion seemed to frighten Cassie and dishearten Sally.  But it
was one of Betsy's children who spoke up as Sally climbed back up on my
lap.

   "Momma tole us we was gonna be mastah's baby fuck girls!" she
complained. "She promised we wus gwine larn how t' be fuck girls an live in
de big house and have de good life."

   "Don't worry, sweetheart," I interjected, even as I felt Anna reach
beneath the table and squeeze my hand for attention.  I nodded to her and
went on.  "Your Momma is already my fuck girl.  That means you're moving
into the big house whatever happens.  You can move in tonight if you like.
As for the rest, well, we will see." Finally I turned to Anna and said,
"What do you think?"

   Anna looked to the complaining pre-teen and I saw the brave child
blanch, but still look into Anna's eyes.  Anna said, "You gwine live in de
big house, I think you need t' have duties.  Yo' momma already showed she
de planation pussy girl.  You gonna live in de house, you need t' learn to
clean an' care fo' our home." I took real comfort in Anna's already
claiming the house as "ours".  She went on, "Even Cassie an' me still gwine
cook and serve heah.  Seems to me yew want t' care fo' Massah, you should
offer up both yo' hairless pussies, which we all knows how he got a
hankerin' fo, an' yuh needs to be carin fo' yo' home too.  She put her work
hardened but still beautiful black hand on the table and held mine with it
for all to see.  She looked to me and said.  "Dey's yo's to fuck as you'
will, muh husban', but deys mine tuh assign dey other duties."

   I nodded, but added, "As long as their duties don't 'cause them hurt or
put them in danger," I said.

   "It won't," Anna assured me.  "They's house niggas now.  Dat's already a
bettah lot den whut dey been havin'.  But dey needs t' know t' cum when you
calls 'em, do whut you tells them, and whut I tell 'em too."

   I nooded.  "Wonderful.  It was then that Betsy and Lizzie returned to
the room.  "Li'l Sally's mammy and her chillen stayin' wit' da babies fo' a
bit." Lizzie explained.  "Deys be comin' back after a while an' den Betsy
'll go look aftuh dem.  I can't give dem chillen no milk so's I just be
lookin' in evah once in a while."

   Anna and I nodded in agreement.  Lizzie was the perfect choice to
oversee the babies and their mothers.

   "Well done, Lizzie.  I said.  "Going forward, if Anna agrees, you will
be in charge of child care."

   "Yeah," Anna said.  "An' you bes' be findin' some proper wet'nurses fo'
de chillen too.  Get young ones whut massah can take his pleasah wit' too.
Pretty ones too, cause he be done just suckin' on any ol' milk titties from
now on."

   "Yes," I agreed, "Run them by Anna before promising anyone the
assignment." This made Anna glow.  She may have been just 13, but she was
more than ready to take on her role.  I also recgnized that she was
building me a harem of sorts.  A vision was slowly growing in my mind,
founded on Anna's suggestions and ideas.  I was already proud of my new
wife, or at least wife to be.

   Anna looked to Betsy's children saw they were slavering at the mouth,
fighting not to attack the food before them.  She said, "Please say grace,
husband.  Den we be feasting all together."

   I looked around, lowered my head and took a breath.  "Thanks," I said
simply.  "And by that I mean thank you for this fine family you have given
us all, even though my own family was lost long ago.  And I pray for the
guidance and wisdom to make this a better life for everyone here, and for
those still out in the fields and shacks.  With my new wife's help, and the
help from everyone at this table, we will do everything we can to enjoy
this life, even as we make life better for those around us.  Amen"

   "Amen," I heard the driver an Lizzie intone.  Anna squeezed my hand and
together we watched the assembly, including Little Sally and Cassie, dive
into their food, but Anna took my plate from before me and carefully put
together a lovely setting for me.  "Dis fo' you an' your little fuck girl,
who is now de third wife."

   I looked to Anna gratefully, and said "Thank you.  Again, I am sorry for
the defilement you and your sisster suffered at my hands."

   "Not yo' hands," Anna said softly.  "It wuz dis pigs hands that we
suffered from, and now we's takin' our revenge by serving up a delicous
dinner." Cassie stared at her sister in confusion.

   "It's true, Cassie." I said.  "Your sister has changed things here with
her powers and magic.  And she's done it with my permission and help.  "

   And so I began my meal.  The table had become noisy and jubulant as they
took their fill of delicious food.  After finishing her plate, Betsy rose,
nodded to Lizzie and looking to Anna and me, and smiled.  I nodded and
said, "thanks Betsy."

   "Ah'm happy t' serve," she said to me, more than Anna,

   "I's be feeding both my babies and Sally's mammies baby from my
titties," Besty pointed out, making sure to let me know.

   "Lucky babies," I said.

   Anna smiled and thought a moment, then said, "Come here, Betsy, lemme
see somethin'"

   Betsy walked to the head of the table with a bit of trepidation.  When
she stood before us, Anna surprised he by lowering one of the shoulder
halters from Betsy's blousy top and looked at the plump breast meat before
her.

   "Lean down some," she ordered

   As soon as she did, Anna sucked one of her nipples into her mouth and
took a long draught of Betsy's tittie milk.  She then turned to me and
said, "You right, husban'.  Betsy has some sweet mother's milk to feed de
babies.  Ah likes it too." Then the lowered the other shoulder halter and
said to me.  "You drink some, husband.  We gots to make sure dese babies
gettin' de best food dey can.  With a grin I sucked at Betsy's left breast
and got a delightful splash of warm sweet milk.

   "Perfect," I said, looking up into Betsy's surprised eyes.  "You're
gonna spoil those babys, Betsy girl."

   Betsy finally smiled.  finding a new pride to replace that which had
been torn from her just a short while earlier.  An idea suddenly occurred
to me, that Anna voiced before I could speak, as if rading my mind.

   She said, "Leave dem titties bare from now on, Betsy.  Same goes fo' all
de wet nurses, don't covah up de beauty, and always have dem ready if de
mastah,"

   I quickly added, "Or The mistress."

   Anna giggled in assent, "Raht, muh husban'.  In case we want to enjoy de
taste of yoah fine titty juice." Betha's eyes glowed.  I was thinking of
the images I had seen from african tribeswomen wo kept their breasts
uncovered.  It was a modification of that behavoiur we were reverting to.
But immesurably more pleasureable.

   I added, "From now on, we need to take special care to keep any woman
nursing our babies healthy.  Make sure they get all the food they need and
all the rest they need too."

   "An all the dick dey needs," Anna added, surprising me once again.  She
then reeached betwen Little Sallys spread legs and fished out my rigid
cock, and said, "But only dis dick 'cause we be breedin' our own house
niggahs from now on."

   She then surprised me even more.  She pressed the head of my cock into
the steaming tight cauldren of Little Sally's seeping cunt and said.  "When
you on my man's lap like dis, I 'spect yew tuh be keeping his cock readdy
fo us all, Little sally.  Is be feedin' it to you, but not his seed.  That
goes where I sends it, and fo' right now, dat ain't up yo' little womb.  We
needs t' start spendin' up girls whut can give us babies ."

   Sally frowned, "But ah likes Massah's cream.  It ain't fair you gets it
all."

   "You can have some," Anna compromised.  "Onest a day, you can milk out
his seed into fyou baby womb.  But's dat all.  Aftah dat I choose wheah it
goes."

   Little Sally acquiesed, "Yes' m," she said.

   I was overjoyed.  Anna was turning me into a sort of stud, and I loved
her for it.

   By now Sally's mother and non-toddler siblings had all rejoined us, but
before she had a chance to sit down, Anna ordered.  "Come here, Jenny (ah,
I thought, a name at last) an' uncovah yoah titties fo' us.  It was almost
sad to see the titties Sally's mother presented to us.  She seemed
embarrassed as well.  Sally looked, but didn't seem either embarrassed or
impressed.  When she got to us, Anna sqeezed hthe woman's right tit and a
bare drop of milk was expressed.  Anna offered the teat to me and I pulled
Sally's mother tt me and sucked at her.  Only the barest bit of milk weak
and watery milk dripped into my mouth and I have to admit I didn't much
care for it.  "Um- I'm sorry," I said, "Maybe the babies got it all."

   "Ah don't think so," Anana countered.  "Ah thinks Jenny needs t' turn
ovah the wet nursin' tuh someeone else.  "Ah'll choose who.  Then she added
to Jenny.  "Mebbe aftah yeu get bettah food you can go back to nursin'.  Fo
now, you hep Lizzie t' do housekeepin' and carin fo de babies, but not
feedin 'em."

   Anna turned to me and spoke, "Dis is impotent.  You want healthy babies,
you need healthy titties."

   "Very well," I said.  then helping Jenny recover her inadequate breasts,
I said, "You still keep your babies with you in the house, but do as Anna
says.  Your babies will be healthier for it and so will you."

   It was hard to tell if this bothered the little black woman.  Jenny just
nodded and went back to her seat.  She and her brood then tore into what
was left of the food.  Vacuuming every morsel they could get.  I felt sorry
for them, but when I felt Little Sally's cunt tighten on my dick,
reaclaiming my attenion, I remembered that this woman had whored out her
own seven year old child to men she knew would hurt her.  I hugged the
child and whispered.  "You still sleep with me." and Sally wridggled down
to capture a bit more of my cock up her tight little cunt.

   "Ah was so scared you'd put be back with Momma," she admitted.  "Please
don't make me leave your dick.  Evah." she said with finality.

   "I won't," I said and jammed the child down onto my groin.  Her mouth
opened wordlessly as my cock filled her to her little womb.

   Anna nudged me and brought me back into our world again.  "We's let
Sally and Cassie clean up now."

   My little whore girl, who could care less about whatever conversation
Anna and I might have, crooned, "I's cummin' massah."

   "Cum good, baby," I encouraged her.  "Cum all over my cock and make it
good and slick for me."

   I turned to Anna and challenged her previous assertion, "Little Sally is
getting me ready for you, Anna.  You think you're ready for me?"

   "I's ready," Anna said slyly.  "I don't want you cummin' in no girls,
little or big, now till you give me a child.  I's gwine be yo' woman and
you gonna be muh husband.  That means we gwine have mo' babies than we can
count."

   I reached out for her, pulled her chair close to me and leaned in to
kiss her.  She closed her eyes and offered up her beautiful black face to
me.  I kissed her lips, used my tongue to demand entrance into her mouth
and kissed her deep while little Sally rode out her orgasm.  The kiss,
coupled with Little Sally's ongoing orgasm, lasted an eternity.  When I
pulled away and I saw Anna's eyes stay closed for several seconds before
they fluttered open, I could see the effect it had.  She truly was mine
now. We would fuck shortly, consumating our realtionship, but that was now
an after effect.  It was that kiss that sealed our comittment.

   "you - you..."she stammered.

   "And you," I concluded.  "We are together now.  As long as I can be,
I'll be with you."

   It was then I noticed her little sister, staring at us.  Anna assured
her, "It ain't him no more.  He's new.  You don't even have to call him
Massuh no more."

   "I looked at the frightened child, reached out to her ever so slowly and
touched her cheek.

   "From now on, you and Anna call me David.  That's my real name."

   "D-David?" stammered the child.

   "David," finalized Anna.  Then she said, "Cassie, you and Li'l Sally go
on an' take the dishes, wash them up, dry them off an' put dem away." She
nodded at Sally's sisters, "Dey should help."

   Then looking in my eyes she said, "David an' me gwine to his bedroom. 
He gwine make me his own."

   "Our bedroom," I corrected her.  Then Anna said, "If'n you wants, you
and Sally come on when you finish up.  But I's gwine be fuckin' my husband,
so's if you wanna wait til we done, you can do dat too."

   "Le's hurry," Little Sally said, hopping off my dick and dripping out
her pussy juice down her bare leg.  "Ah wants to see how you fuck de witch
girl." So saying, she grabbed Cassie's hand and started piling up the
dishes to carry into the kitchen.  "Momma!  Audrey!  Shanna!  Leita!  You
hep.  We need t' clean up!" she ordered.

   Little Sally's mother and three sisters joined in clearing the table.  I
stook up, my dick still springing out and up.  I started to stuff it back
into my trousers but Anna insisted.  "Don't," and took the sticky member in
her hand.  "Dis is mines now.  I'll guide you to de room, den you guide
me."

   "My pleasure," I said softly.  I was very conscious of Lizzie and the
driver watching us leave together, but put them out of mind as soon as we
moved into the living room, then up the staircase and back to the master
bedroom.  "Wait," I said, when she reached for the doorknob, and quckly
swept her up into my arms.  She yelped an threw her arms around my neck.  I
then opnned the door and carried her over the trheshold.  "We'll be legally
married as soon as we can arange it," I promised.  "But for right now, this
is our custum.  I carry you over the threshold of our bedboom before we
make love the for first time."

   "But you already took muh vigrin seal," anna said.

   "I didn't.  That was the pig we just ate.  This is our first time, our
first fuck, and I want you to know it means someting special to me."

   Anna kissed me, her arms draped aorun my neck and her bosom pressing to
my chest.

   "Den make love to me, David.  Lemme be yo' bride."

   I pulled the door closed and carried the girl to the over-sized canopied
bed.  I carefully lay her down and stood above her.  Slowly, taking my
time, I began undressing.  Anna watched.  seeing every nuance and detail
that I revealed to her.

   "This time is my first time with you I said, as I divested myself of my
shirt, pant, and underwear.  I'm going to take my time and do everyting I
can to please you and take my pleasure from you.  When I'm done, my sperm
will be in your belly and my heart will be yours to hold."

   By now I was totally nude.  I sat on the bed and began undressing Anna.
Carfully removing and folding each article of clothing, then placing them
on the bedside chair.  She wore no undergarments so I soon saw the prize of
her young body, only 13, with proud ripe breasts and sparsh close cropped
kinky pubic hair.  "So lovely," I whispered as I began stroking her ripe
body.

   As with our kiss, she gave herself over to me completley as I began
loving her.  She allowed me to guide her into the mysteries of desire.  I
felt clumsy when I began kissing her face, until I again latched onto her
mouth.  Now she was hungry, she refused to release me from our kisses,
drinking from my mouth and offering up her own tongue and sweet mouth water
to me.  I maneuvered myself onto the bed with her.  Finally I pushed my
mouth away from her.  "I want to taste all of you," I told her.

   "Later," she practially begged.  "Please take me now David.  Give me yo'
dick.  Give me yo' seed in my womb.  Let me feel my husband's baby start
growin' inside me."

   I couldn't say anything in response.  I didn't caution her that it might
hurt even though she had already had her maidenhead ripped from her.  I had
no will to say anything, only to mount her from above, feeling her firm
ripe body respond to every caress and mumur.  I made no jokes to offset the
tension, no whispers that it would be all right.  Instead, I kissed her
deep and penetrated her fully at the same time.  I felt her vaginal love
tunnel envelop me and hold me tighter than any vice.  As I drew my dick
from her she moved to keep it clenched deep inside her.  There were no more
words, only gasps, murmurs and moans as we writhed together, fucking each
other with our entire beings.  No technique, no tricks or maneuvers to
impress or manipulate her response, just a sweet hot climb to a merging of
souls, bodies and beings.  I saw tears come to her eyes even as she laughed
and thrust against me.  I myself cried at the intensity of our joining. 
This was not play, no game, there was tension, torment and trauma being
shared.  With each sensation I was falling deeper and deeper into a love
that was as beautiful as it was tragic because we were mortal and mortals
can only love as long as they live.  All the same, we strove with each
other until we came together, simultaneously, drenching each other with our
juices and joy.  I growled and she shrieked until we had given each other
everything we had to give.  Until an exhaustion came over me that let me
know I would soon be unconscous again, even if only a moment, and that I
would just as likely lose my sweet new love until I slept again.

   And so I collapsed with my new found love, closed my eyes and was swept
away once again in the time stream.
   ~~to be continued~~