Plantation Slaves (19 page)
Authors: Powerone
Hannah dug her finger into Mistress's asshole, just like the white men did to her, an evil streak in her as she discovered she had such control over this white woman. She bit harder on her clit, finding that only drove her orgasm to a higher plane, her body jerking back and forth as she came all over Hannah's face and hands. Hannah refused to stop for almost five minutes, Mistress finally slumping down on the bed, her asshole still wrapped around Hannah's finger. Hannah pulled it out slowly, remembering how it felt when the men fucked her in the ass, wanting Mistress to feel the same thing. She settled over to the side of Mistress, her body content, Hannah needing something for release. She waited for a few minutes until Mistress's breathing returned to normal. “Can I cum, Mistress?” She needed so bad to cum, even if she had to masturbate herself in front of Mistress.
Charlotte forgot all about Hannah, sure that she was on the edge. “Yes you can, Hannah. But pussy fuck me. You know how to do that?"
"Not sure, Mistress,” Hannah willing to do anything to cum.
"Roll over on top of me. Put one leg between mine until your pussy is pushed real tight against me.” In spite of cumming, Charlotte felt the pleasure as Hannah's wet pussy lips separated and their lips clung to each other. Hannah was lying with their legs intertwined, their pussies pushed against each other. “Good, now rub until you cum.” Hannah seized instantly the opportunity. Her hips began to move, her pussy rubbing back and forth against the smooth skin of Charlotte's pussy.
It was new to Hannah, but it thrilled her when her wet pussy met the wet pussy of Mistress. She ground her pussy hard, rubbing back and forth until Hannah felt her clit rubbing, her body shuddering from the pleasure. “Yes, Mistress. That so good.” Hannah didn't know how long she could last, but she never felt anything so good, wanting to go as long as she could without cumming. Her hips moved in a circular motion, her pussy lips spread, rubbing up and down, feeling the gentle tickle of Mistress's pussy hairs tickling her. She dared the unthinkable, her hands slipping underneath Mistress's ass, seeking out the sweat-drenched crack. Mistress gasped when Hannah touched her asshole again, but did little to stop her. That was all that Hannah needed, her finger seeking out her asshole and plunging unopposed into the hot, tight hole. Mistress gasped in sudden pain, but her hips began to move faster, her pussy eagerly fucking back on Hannah's pussy.
Charlotte couldn't cum again. Not three times. While the pussy rubbing felt good, she knew it wouldn't be enough to make her cum again, her hips moving back and forth leisurely. She felt Hannah's hand under her ass. No, she couldn't be thinking of such a thing. Charlotte tried to relax her ass cheeks, in spite of what she hoped would happen. The fingers crept along her ass crack moving closer to the intended target. Even prepared for the inevitable, she still gasped loudly as her asshole was once again impaled on a finger, this time two of them splitting her open. Her anal ring stretched, burning, but that only added to the masochistic pleasure she felt as the fingers ground deeper into her bowels. She bucked up and down, rubbing her pussy enthusiastically, her asshole filled with thick fingers that never rested.
Could she really cum again?
Hannah held out as long as she could, Mistress now fucking back with a renewed interest, Hannah never letting her fingers be idle in her asshole, twisting and turning them, forcing Mistress to ride her pussy. It took as much stamina as she could muster, but finally she heard Mistress cumming again, Hannah releasing her pleasure at the same time, both of them climaxing against each other. When they were finished, they both slumped into the bed, their bodies exhausted by the orgasms.
Sarah had been fucked by Jerry Lee, his wife Kaitlyn watching with interest. She enjoyed watching her husband's white cock spear her black thighs, pushing deep into her pussy as she sobbed in shame as she lost her cherry to a white man. Sarah though her debasement was over, but Jerry Lee forced her to suck his dirty cock, licking the cum from it until it grew to erection again. Only then did Jerry Lee fuck her face, his hands holding her head submissively, his white prick spreading her lips, his hips shoving the thick shaft in and out of her pouty lips. Since he had just cum, he was able to hold off, using Sarah's mouth for almost a half an hour, Sarah choking and gagging as he speared her throat. She finally received his precious seed in her mouth, her cheeks swelling from the abundant creme, swallowing loudly as Jerry Lee filled her mouth two times. She turned on her side on the bed, cum dripping from her lips and pussy, Jerry Lee's lust sated on her black body.
But Kaitlyn enjoyed the cruelty more, tonight one of her favorites. She looked over at Sarah, her body naked, the sweat glistening on her jet-black skin. It wasn't that it was hot; it was the cruel bondage that Jerry Lee had put her in. Her arms were pulled up high, but in front of her, stretching her body out, her generous tits hanging down, open and exposed to whatever Jerry Lee would use on them, be it a whip or a crop. He would make them dance erotically. Her legs were pulled back behind her, her ankles tied together. This forced her into a position where her body was stretched out. That would have been painful enough, but that was mild to what she was feeling between her legs. She was perched on the horse, a contraption that Kaitlyn had invented, her cruelty knowing no bounds. The horse consisted of a long board, supports on both ends keeping the victim from tipping it over with her constant struggle. The sides of the board were sanded and smooth, unlike the ridge along the top. The ridge was rough, small splinters running along it, grooves dug into the edge at uneven intervals. Sarah was forced to straddle the horse, her black thighs pushed up against the smooth sides, but the ridge was snuggled tightly between her pussy lips, Jerry Lee paying special attention, pulling back her lips as they lowered Sarah down on the horse.
"God! No!” Sarah cried out as she felt Master's hands between her legs, peeling back her pussy lips like a Georgia peach, the other men releasing her down until she felt the unmistakable presence of the wooden ridge between them. They had shown it to her, the horror etched in her face as she saw the wooden splinters sticking up, the ends sharp as nails. The deep grooves on the top of the ridge were stained in blood and sweat, many other girls forced to ride it for Master's pleasure and their pain. “EEEEGGHHH!” It hurt, feeling like she was sitting on a sword, the ridge cutting into her unprotected pink flesh. If that wasn't enough, the way her legs were pulled behind her forced her to lie almost flat on the ridge, the sharp edge assaulting her clit, smashing it into the hard wood. Sarah could barely breathe, the movements from filling her lungs making her body move just enough to dig into one of the grooves or pushing a splinter deep into her flesh. She tried to stay still, but Master's hands were busy, probing her body, forcing her to move from his cruel touch.
Jerry Lee inspected Sarah, his hands running over her hanging breasts, teasing the nipples until they responded, growing erect even though the constant tugging on the tips made Sarah squirm on the horse, groaning in pain as the horse cut her gash. “Yes, Sarah, squirm that lovely black pussy on the horse.” He pinched one nipple, twisting it until she jerked in pain, her hips moved on the horse. He could see her pussy getting wet unnaturally, forced by the movements of her body to masturbate her open pussy on the unforgiving wood ridge.
Master wouldn't leave her alone, touching her, making her squirm in spite of Sarah trying to contain the feeling of arousal. Master knew exactly what to do to arouse her, his hands and cock forcing unwanted orgasms from her body. Even when in pain. And now he was making her nipples hard, the calloused fingers rubbing them until they grew. “EEEEGGG.” He had pinched her nipple, Sarah jerking, a splinter digging into the tender inner flesh of her pussy. She tried to move back, crying out again in pain, the wooden splinter stuck in her pussy. Each time she made the slightest movement, the splinter would push and probe deeper into her pussy. His hands were moving down over her flanks, running over her sweat drenched body, tickling her, the slightest movement by Sarah igniting a new pain between her legs. He enjoyed her cries of pain, the shuffling of her body, each time a new pain erupting between her legs.
Jerry Lee's hands played over her ass cheeks, seeing her clench her cheeks, causing a cry of pain, the taut cheeks relaxed again. She learned quickly any movement to protect her body would incite a pain deep in her gash. “A lovely ass, Sarah.” His hands stroked up and down her crack, a tremor running through her body as his finger passed slowly over her anus lubricated by her sweat. Jerry Lee had not taken her in the ass yet, but tonight that situation would be remedied. She would willingly do anything to escape the horse, even agree to be sodomized, by time he got finished with her, but he would lie, fucking her in the ass while still riding the horse. He would enjoy her muscles clenching in pain on his cock. His finger lingered on her tight, wrinkled hole, teasing it as it began to spasm from the unnatural probing. He drew his sharp fingernail around the hole, her body jerking in pain each time she tried to escape his touch, the horse chafing her inner pussy lips. He applied pressure with his fingertip, a jerk of her cheeks as she clenched them uncontrollably, relaxing them as soon as she cried out in pain, her pussy forced to clench on the painful ridge, squeezing her lips onto the splinter embedded in her flesh.
Her anus went into a series of spasms, Master's finger probing at her intimate hole, Sarah unable to stop him. Each spasm raced to her pussy, forcing another painful jerk of her hips onto the ridge. She almost would rather die then feel the pain that she felt now, sure that her pussy was bleeding from the sharp ridge. She saw Mistress out of the corner of her eye, a smirk on her face as she enjoyed Sarah's pain. The finger was becoming more insistent, pressing harder to gain entry. She felt her anal ring opening, burning as it stretched wider, the slick finger having success in breaching her virgin hole. “AAAAAHHH!” She cried out when the finger suddenly impaled her, her ring stretching so wide as it spread over the knuckle of the finger that pushed into her rectum, the fingertip twisting and turning as it pushed harshly on her soft passage. Her hips jerked hard on the ridge, her clit dragged back and forth over the sharp ridge, Sarah sure that it was cut open and bleeding. A splinter felt like a knife pushing inside and out, piercing her most sensitive part of her body, any movement making it open the wound more. Like before, Master's fingers moved deeper into the depths of her rectum, pressing hard on the muscles, each time Sarah's hips sliding back and forth on the ridge, sawing her pussy back and forth on the sharp edge.
Jerry Lee enjoyed the way her muscles clenched on his finger, tightening and then unclenching when the ridge rubbed her pussy raw. His finger twisted and turned inside her, stretching her for something bigger.
Kaitlyn picked up a paddle, the leather paddle two inches wide and about ten inches long. There were small holes in it to allow the air to pass through so the maximum amount of pressure could be brought to bear. She moved next to Sarah's head, whispering softly into her ear. “I'm going to paddle those lovely hanging tits. You might want to brace yourself; I wouldn't want your pussy to rub itself completely raw on the horse.” She smiled as Sarah cringed from the words. Kaitlyn swung the paddle, catching just one nipple with the end, the sharp slap of the leather paddle resounding off the walls. Sarah jerked, screaming from the intense pain in her beaten nipple and from the sharp jerking of her hips that sent her pussy up and down the ridge of the horse, tearing and ripping at her most intimate flesh. “You'll not last very long if you continue like that, Sarah."
Jerry Lee thought her asshole would suck his finger off, her muscles clenching and unclenching uncontrollably. He twisted his finger deeper inside her, up to his knuckles, her soft round passage engulfing his finger. When the paddle hit her other nipple, Jerry Lee pulled his finger out, then thrust in back in as her body jerked in pain. Sarah was sobbing now, her nipple, her asshole, and her pussy all receiving such intense and painful attention.
Sarah screamed, her body shaking as her nipples felt like they were torn from her body. She looked down, the tips swollen, easy targets for the cruel paddle that Mistress was wielding over Sarah's body. The splinters felt like they were entering her, her hips driving then in deeper each time she jerked in pain, her clit rubbed raw as it scraped painfully over the rough edge of the ridge.
Why were they doing such cruel things to her?
And the thick finger was still sitting painfully in her asshole, moving in and out to meet the paddle beating her body.
"Now I'm going to really going to slap those lovely big tits hard. Make them dance for me. Hold real still now, Sarah.” Kaitlyn grinned evilly as she swung the paddle up beneath Sarah's body, slapping hard in an upward motion that forced the paddle to hit her tit square on the nipple, pushing it into the firm flesh of her breast, catching the full breast with the power of the leather paddle. “WWWWHHHOOPP.” The sound of the leather hitting the flesh of Sarah bounced off the walls, her screams following closely behind it. Kaitlyn didn't give her time to even catch her breath, smashing the other breast hard with the paddle, Sarah's nipples almost black from the abuse.
Her breasts were on fire, but her asshole also hurt, two fingers now shoved inside. The knuckles of Master shoved aside her anal ring, the fingers twisted and turned as Master drove them deep into her intestines. Mistress was beating her breasts with regularity, Master continuing to plunge his fingers in and out of her resisting asshole, all while Sarah tried unsuccessfully to keep from moving her body, her pussy sliding back and forth over the harsh ridge, tearing her pussy and clit. Sarah didn't know how much longer she could stand it, sobbing loudly in between her screams of pain. Master and Mistress enjoyed her pain too much.
