Plantation Slaves (3 page)

The General wrote down numbers as they passed, the older women would serve well in the kitchen feeding the staff and serving them. A few older black men would do well fixing the farm instruments. He had found five that he would consider after closer inspection. The bucks were next, Madison sitting up in her chair more alert now.

Samuel brought out his prize bucks, seeing Madison's eyes perk up as the half-naked blacks were pushed out onto the stage. They wore only a loincloth, doing little to hide their package from those in the audience. The first had to weigh at least two hundred pounds, but it was all muscle, his thighs thick as well as his arms. The muscles rippled on his chest. He was the best one Samuel had. Many of the strong, muscular ones had a small cock, this one was an exception. His cock rivaled the rest of his body. He nodded to Madison, seeing her scribble the number on her pad. The buck would be lucky to feel the soft hands of Madison curling around his thick cock in one of the private rooms until he shot his sperm into the air in front of him.

Jerry Lee saw five girls that interested him, lovely, pure black beauties with firm breasts and full hips. They would be put in the house, cleaning or cooking, their bodies available for anyone that wanted to avail themselves of their black flesh. They would also be sturdy enough to withstand the punishment; the General and Jerry Lee loved to indulge in more perverse acts on the reluctant girls. They both loved the bondage and whipping and it excited them. The screams made their cocks harder, the girls willing to do anything to stop the pain. Jerry Lee scribbled down the numbers excitedly; his cock stirred in his pants at the thought of intimately exploring their naked bodies in one of the exam rooms with hopes of finding a few that were virgins in at least one of their holes.

The General's cock grew thick in his pants as they brought out the light, brown-skinned girls. He had a wide selection to choose from; settling on eight of them to inspect privately hoping to find four to his liking. They would have to be virgins in the ass, but still have an elastic passage that could accommodate his thick cock. The one that stirred his emotions the most was named Mary.

Mary was embarrassed as they took her clothes from her. Before she was captured she wore little; none of the people in her village paid any special attention to naked or near-naked bodies. The whites were different. As soon as she was captured, they gave her a dress to cover her from her neck to her ankles. And when it was removed, the whites looked at her body with lust in their eyes, not even trying to hide their cocks as their organs grew from watching her. Some of them openly fondled their organs as she was forced to strip naked and take a bath. Mary was at least grateful to clean herself before they brought her up on the stage; the trip on the large boat was unbearable, cramped in the tiny hold with too many other women. She knew the cruelty of the whites already; too many times she saw her friends whipped until their bodies were cut to ribbons, her best friend died from the whipping she received on the ship.

She knew of Master, Samuel they called him. All the others listened to him, so she did also, doing whatever he said. She was marched out onto the stage, dressed in a clean white dress that had strange buttons down the front from her neck down to her ankles. She looked out from the stage, whites sitting facing the stage, all of their eyes on her.

"Good girl, Mary.” He stroked her black hair, pushing it from her face. She was a real beauty. He was sure that the General would take her. “This one is called Mary. A fair-skinned girl with a lovely body. She'll accommodate a man real good on those cold and lonely nights. A virgin in all her holes, only receiving gentle probing to test her elasticity. She knows her place and will accommodate the most perverse acts with little force, though some might like to use more force.” Samuel turned her around in a slow circle, first to the side, his hand smoothing down the dress over her breast until they could see the outline of the firm flesh. “Nice firm titties made for suckling.” He turned her again until her back was to the group. His hand casually ran over her ass cheeks pushing the dress into the naked crack of her ass until it was outlined by the thin fabric. He didn't give them undergarments, which would just be another garment to strip from them. “Nice firm ass. Made to ride hard.” He turned back her until she was facing forward. “Spread your legs, Mary.” She obeyed obediently, her legs spreading slightly. It was enough so his fingers could trace up and down her mound. “A nice, virgin pussy. She will prove to be a delight to deflower."

Mary didn't understand half of what he was saying, just picking up various words. But the meaning in his hands were unmistakable, running over her body like a lover would, pawing at her breasts, her ass and even between her legs. She gritted her teeth, spreading her legs in spite of turning red in shame as his fingers slid along her slit. Her hands went into fists as he began to unbutton her dress, the buttons flying open as his experienced fingers plucked each small button open.

He could see the fear in her eyes as he began to strip her naked to the waist for the bidders. He whispered into her ear. “Be a good girl or I'll skin you alive with the whip. You want to feel a bull whip between those lovely thighs?” She looked at him, the fear of God in her eyes. He pulled back the sides of her dress until her naked breasts were slowly revealed, one hand going in the dress to pull each of her firm, brown breasts into the light of the day. “Look at those lovely brown tits. Big areolas like targets on them.” His fingers plucked at her nipples until he felt them becoming erect. He began to pinch each one; Mary's lips clenched as she bore the pain in her nipples. “Lovely tips that can take lots of abuse.” He twisted one nipple until she cried out in pain. He pushed the dress off her shoulders and down over her hips letting it fall to the floor at her feet.

She felt shame as all of the eyes of the whites looked at her naked and trembling on the stage. Samuel's hand returned to her breast and fondled her naked orb as she clenched her hands at her side. His fingers hurt her as he squeezed too hard, her nipple pinched while she grimaced in pain.

"And look at that pussy. Thick, wiry black hair doing little to hide the pink insides.” He slapped the inside of her thigh. “Open up and show us that virgin pussy.” He slapped harder until she complied, her legs spreading wider as her pussy lips pulled back to give all the bidders a look at the pink insides glistening against her brown skin. “Now you hold real still for me,” he warned her quietly. His finger moved between her legs, feeling her jerk when he touched her pussy. “Still,” another warning. His finger found her slit, pushing aside the puffy lips to run up and down her full lips. “Nice slick pussy. She gets wet easily.” He was surprised that her arousal began to flow, his finger drenched by her moist, hot insides. “She'll fuck real good for you.” He peeled apart her lips until everyone could see the pure pink flesh revealed.

It was hard to stay still as his fingers played over her sex, his fingers pinching her lips too hard, yanking them harshly apart. She felt the cool air of the room on her inner lips; ashamed at how she must look. She looked at the whites, all eyes on her sex, none of them even seeing her look at them. His fingers slid up and down her slit as they stirred an emotion in her that she tried to quench, but it was hard. His finger was sliding with ease up and down her slit, getting her wet as much as she fought the urge.

"And a virgin hole. Barely able to take my little finger in before I hit her hymen. It will be a joy to bust her cherry and hear her scream as you fuck her for the first time. A virgin always remembers the cock that busts her open for the first time.” Samuel turned her around until her naked ass was facing the bidders. He slapped her ass, Mary's defiant face turning towards him with hatred in her eyes. “Settle down, bitch, or I'll have them skin you alive.” He slapped her other cheek, the loud crack filling the room. “A nice firm ass. Made for spanking. Or more.” His fingers tugged on her cheeks, prying them open as she fought his powerful fingers. “Nice crack. And look at that lovely asshole. A pink little hole meant to be fucked. Fucked hard and often."

Her shame was complete as he pulled her cheeks apart and revealed her tiny backside for all of them, hearing his words about fucking her.
Did he really mean that the white man would put his cock in her backside?
She was swung around; her naked breasts bounced as she faced the front again. Samuel pushed her to the side of the stage, one of the other whites taking her away as another girl was brought onto the stage.

The General wanted Mary, the thought of defiling all of her holes made his cock ready to burst from his trousers. He watched the rest of the girls, but none took his breath away as Mary did. He wrote more numbers down though, finishing up with the required number to inspect, Mary at the top of that list.

"Let's split up for some closer inspections. Find what you want and we'll meet Samuel in two hours to complete our purchase. Remember, these blacks have to work not just quench your lust.” The General should talk, his mind only interested in taking his lust out on Mary.

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Madison sat in the examination room, her pussy already wet with desire. The door opened; the big, black buck walked in, two guards behind him. His hands were chained behind his back, the guards not taking any chances with him. She looked at him, broad firm chest, breasts almost as big as hers, but more muscles then flesh. His arms were as big as his thighs, muscles rippling up and down them. The muscles in his thighs flexed as he walked; Madison's eyes moving up to the little loincloth that covered his sex. She could see the bulge in it, knowing that he was not hard, but she would take care of that soon. Not only would they have to have a big cock, but they would have to have staying power. She wanted to feel the thick cock pounding away in her pussy.

"Leave us alone,” Madison dismissing the guards.

"Are you sure, Ma'am? He looks dangerous.” The guards didn't even think they could handle him if he tried anything, the girl would be unable to put up any resistance.

Madison stood in front of him; her eyes staring into his like darts. “You going to be good and do what I say?"

"Yessum, Mistress.” He knew his place. He had seen one black whipped on the ship and then tossed overboard. He had been as big and powerful as he was, yet they killed him without hesitatation. The whites were cruel.

The door closed leaving the two of them alone in the room, Madison knowing the two guards would be just outside. She didn't like to openly display her sexual preferences in front of a crowd.

"I'm thinking of buying you as my slave. Do you know what I want in a slave?” Her hands were itching to uncover his treasures.

"No, Mistress.” He didn't understand the whites.

She moved closer to him, pushing aside the loincloth until it fell to the floor. She looked down, his limp cock almost seven inches long and as big around as her hand. “I like a black stud with a big cock. One that can hold out."

He felt his cock beginning to stir, the white lady looking down at his naked flesh.
Did she really want him to fuck her?
“I'll be good for you, Mistress."

"I'm going to test you. My hand is going to play with your cock. I want you to hold off cumming for as long as you can. No matter what I do."

It had been a long time since he came. Just before he was captured and put on the ship. “I'll do good, Mistress.” He shuddered as he watched her slim white hand slide down and grip his cock. He got hard instantly, never feeling such a soft hand on his prick. And white, the fingers curling around his shaft as it thickened with her light touch.

She unveiled the monstrous cock, thick veins running up the shaft, blood pounding in them as his prick swelled in her hand. The head was as thick as her fist, a hard ridge running around it, a tingle between her legs as she imagined how it would feel when the thick head pulled out of her pussy clinging to her insides. She couldn't fit her fingers around it but was content to just rub as it grew from her gentle ministration. It was over nine inches and still growing, the shaft thickening as her hand began to slide up and down the massive shaft, her fingers tightening on the flesh. “Spread your legs. I'm gonna feel your balls."

He moved instantly to obey, his legs spreading until his ball sack hung down, defenseless. Her hands were gentle as she squeezed his balls, spreading his legs wider to accommodate her hand. He felt her seeking out his twin balls, her fingers making them move around in the ball sack, finally pinching the loose skin until the balls were trapped. She tapped them lightly but painful enough to make his stomach turn.

His cock jerked in her hand when she grabbed his twin balls, squeezing them hard, wanting to test him. Her hand made broad strokes up and down his cock, her fingers tightening as they ran over the ridge, a fingernail scratching just under the head making his cock jerk in unexpected pain. She looked down at his heavy ball sack, the skin wrinkled and covered in thick, black, curly hair. She could only imagine the feeling of his balls slamming hard against her asshole as he fucked her. She used two hands to hold his cock, a sharp fingernail running along the ridge of his cock, just on the soft underside.

It felt like she was cutting him with a knife, her fingernail slicing along the tender skin just under the ridge. His cock jerked and shuddered in her hand, but he clenched his sphincter as he fought the urge to cum. He saw her nail go to the head of his cock, his muscles tight as he waited for the sharp pain he knew was coming. Her fingernail dug into the piss slot on his cock, feeling like she was pushing a dagger inside the hole. He felt a shudder as his cock spewed out a small load of cum onto her fingernail, finally able to stop the orgasm that tried to escape.

She rubbed the wet cum onto his cock, her hand able to slide up and down easier. She could see his chest rising and falling, his muscles taut as he tried to stop the orgasm that she was trying to induce in him. He had leaked out some cum, the fluid thick on her hand, but he was able to hold his erection. One last test and then she would let him cum. Her other hand slid around to cup his powerful buttocks, feeling him flex the twin buns as she grabbed the black flesh. “Hold out a little longer.” Her hand slid around until she found his crack, her finger sliding up and down the sweat drenched crack of his ass, gathering up his moisture.