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I finished with my meal and then slipped into my sheer nightgown, taking a sip of sweet tea before ringing the bell to summon Molly to fetch the dinner tray. She must have been waiting just outside my door because she knocked and entered almost immediately. Can you imagine my surprise when I discovered my servant wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing and was standing there in all her glory, completely stark naked. Molly posed with her hands on her hips, looking proud of herself while showing off her her magnificent lush body. The young black slave had nothing to be ashamed of. Long legs with toned thighs and a round rather nice plump derriere that was to die for. Molly's waist was slim and she had a natural hour glass fiqure that no corset could hope to improve. Her full breasts were firm and simply a work of perfection that could tempt most any red blooded man...or certain females for that matter !

I have to say she took my breath away...Molly was pretty and sweet and very loyal to us and never caused any trouble, unlike some of the houseslaves we had before. I never had to reprimand or discipline her and Molly was committed to my husband and I. If anything maybe a little too friendly with Charles sometimes, always smiling and eager to please her him, bending over to show her cleaveage when serving him at the table but I dismissed it as harmless and just part of her nature. My husband had a reputation as being a charmer around the ladies along with having a roving eye. I noticed Charles checking out Molly when he thought that I was not looking. Why once I even caught Molly in the den remove her masters boots and give him a foot massage... truthfully for some reason I wasn't the slightest bit jealous, in fact I always wanted to make her give me one also...

" Why Molly...I do declare, what is the meaning of this ? " I asked when I finally recovered and found my voice.

Molly hesitated, unable to meet my eyes and appeared to be rather shy all of a sudden... " Well ma'am...it's so hot this evening...and I ...I took off my dress before I comin' in here to git your tray for the evening and see if ya' all needed anything before ya' all go to bed."

" I trust the master of the house has retired to his private bedroom for the night and didn't catch you without any clothes on. "

" Oh no, Mistress Belle, no one is up and about the house excepting you and me. I swear no one saw me enter your room naked as a jay bird. "

A strange sort of tension was in the air...

" Very well, since you are here you may brush my hair and tie it up with a ribbon and get it off my shoulders. You are right, this heat is so unbearable..." I smiled and handed her a brush.

" You is so beautiful Missus Belle...I wish I had pretty long blonde hair like you does. I just can't wait to doll you up for Miss Lacy's wedding day ! " Molly said while brushing my long tresses before piling it up on top of my head and putting it in a ribbon. For some reason I was very aware of her naked presense...

" Well Molly I can't imagine having anyone else attend to me except for you. You have no idea how much I really appreciate your devotion to little ol' me. "

" Why yes ma'am I love pleasing you...I am willing to do anything at all if it makes you happy. " Molly promised into my ear, " Anything your little ol' heart desires ! "

I couldn't believe the effect this pretty young slave was having upon me...and I wanted nothing more to take advantage of it.

" My husband told me that you give the most spectacular foot massages. I think I would like to see for myself. " I stated. Molly submissively knelt on her knees in front of me, taking my foot in her hands. Her touch was simply amazing...Molly knew just how to use her fingers on my toes and the sole of my foot. Soft...firm...gentle...carassing them and sending shivers up and down my spine !

" Oh my, that feels so good ! " I whispered, feeling like a queen or a golden goddess being worshipped upon a throne. My attentive willing slave gazed up at me with adoring pretty big brown eyes filled with admiration.

I relished in my control over her and the way Molly submitted to my wishes...

" Show me how much you like to please your mistress...you may kiss my feet and worship my toes with your little tongue ! " I demanded, feeling a sense of empowerment over her...

{ to be continued }
 
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As Molly felt the juices starting to flow, about to grab Mizzuz Belle's soft feet, I'z wuz in da waterhole, watching Mizz Lacey latch her perfect blowjob lips around the massive head of my cock! Mizz Lacey had proclaimed her love, saying she could not marry she only wanted me...and I'z wanted her, wanted herz badz...it was just...I also wanted otherz!

Never had a woman taken allz of me...Mizz Lacey was incedible, beautiful and talented! I slipped myself back out..she would need to breathe...My cock was shinu with saliva...a string leading from my tip to her lips. "Mizz Lacey...Massuh Charles said he wantz me to perform...bring women in...even let people watch me take them...I wish it wuz youz...can you imagine...you and mez on stage...everyone seeing how good we are...how your gorgeous body takes my big cock...how it disappears inside of you...how we makez each otherz cum!"

I'z grabbed her face again...and felt her nailz digz into my muscular black ass...her mouth wide open she pushed her head toward mez...as I thrusted into her...fucking her mouth and throat...fucking it hard! "OH...wutz dey would say...what would Mizzuz Belle say...would she watch?"

Da thought muzt have appealed to Mizz Lacey...being up on a pedestal, uz performing as she wuz spread wide for my cockz and my tongue to take herz, claim herz and own herz likez no other manz possibly could. I felt her throat open as her gorgeous face took allz of mez, and I feltz her nose in my pubs, her tongue tickling my ballz. Thrusting and fucking I tookz her four, five more timez. Itz wuz so goodz, my body on firez, my cock screaming to cum! "Datz feelz amazing Mizz Lacey...you suckz my big cock soz goodz!"

But allz da talking boutz her pledging herzelf to me, and da talk of us putting on a showz, made me wantz, needz more dan her mouth...taking her head in my handz I'z slowly pulled her fromz my cock...her gorgeous eyez lookingz upz at mez in da moonlight. I'z pulled her up as she looked surprized, "Do you not like what I do, does it not please you Mr. Buck?" I'z smiled myz biggest smile..."Mizz Lacey, if I could only havez on mouth, dat mouth would be yourz, alwayz yourz, but even yourz mouth...cannot compete with da flower between your legz!"

I pickedz her up and carried herz out into da deeper waterz...."Wrap yourz legz aroundz mez...open up dat flower...." Feelingz her arms around my neck her heels dig into my ass...I drovez my big black cock insidez her tender cunt!
 
As I gazed down at my little ol' slave my fingers began to softly carass my creamy white and full ample breasts through the sheer materail of my nightgown. My sensitive nipples were stiff, hard and aching, wanting more attention than I alone could give myself...I considered demanding that both of us retire to my bed to continue our wicked liason but another part of me wanted to make Molly stop before it went too far, after all it was very sinful to engage in such improper behavior...

I could only close my eyes as Molly's hands and tongue moved upwards to my calves...

" Oh my, Molly ! We must stop this immediately ! " I insisted my fingers entangled in her curley dark hair.

" Why mistress, I only want to please you ! I've waited so long for this ! " Molly whispered her fingers now touching my thighs, making me tingle with desire...

The next thang I knew my body seemed to have a mind of it's own and I gasped while my knees parted slightly. Molly moaned and then took it as an invitation to move even higher, using her tongue and soft lips on the inside of my thigh ! Before I knew it my slave slid her hands to underneath my ass cheeks and cupped them. Unable to resist the urge I spread my legs further apart, offering my delicate pink petals...

With my legs straddling the arms of my chair and my fingers pressing her pretty little willing face forward into my dripping hot pussy I gasped and moaned in pleasure ! You would have thought I died and went to heaven...I have never felt such a sensation like that ever before. Molly seemed just to know how to touch me with her tongue and where to kiss me with her lips. I have to confess I never wanted her to stop...my cunt started to spasm as I moved my hips up and down on her face

" Oh yes...yes...don't you dare stop... oh my God...please...oh I never ! " I panted, feeling my whole body flush with a passion I can't desribe ! At first I tried to resist and hold back but I was helpless to do so for very long and I gave in to the release and felt my body shudder and gush ...wave after wave of pleasure washed over me from my head to my toes...

Molly sighed, seeming to be content that she pleased her me and continued to lick and taste my cunt. Why I had waited so long to exeperience such pleasure, I asked myself ? Charles had lost interest in having sex with me after the first year of our marriage. I blamed myself of course, perhaps he didn't find me attractive or desirable, although I know I am not ugly and I wasn't about to dwell on the reasons any longer.

" May I sleep in here with you tonight mistress. I don't think Miss Lacy will be back any time soon. "

" Very well. You may turn down the bed. " Molley obviously knew that Lacy was spending the night in my bed lately and knew that my neice was with Buck. The slaves sometimes knew what was going on around here than I did.

We snuggled under the silk sheet holding each other for comfort.

" If my husband ever finds out that Lacy is carrying on with Mr. Buck he will have her tarred and feathered or worse I think. " I confided to Molly.

" Why yes 'um ma'am theys have to be careful. But you ain't need to worry none. Me or none of the other slaves would ever tell Mr. Charles. " Molly assurred me. " Besides I can not blame Miss Lacy one bit for slippin' away to be with Mr. Buck, even if she's white ! "

" Why do you say that ? " I inquired.

" Because you and I nose that he is a mighty fine man and nose how to please a woman. I never heard no lady complain about his specail talent ! "

" Pray tell what talent are you referring too Molly ? "

Molly sighed, " It's no secret Missus Belle, you know as well as I do that he is hung like a horse but better knows how to use it to satisfy the ladies, white or black. "

Of course I had heard the rumors about Mr. Buck dallying with certain white ladies from the horses own mouth, or should I refer to him as a proud black stallion and also from Lacy herself...why yes our stud had quite the reputation as a ladies man...
 
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"Oh yes, God Yes, you gorgeous black brute....take me!" Lacey, was getting what she wanted, what she craved, what she realized was the one thing in her ultra priveliged, and spoiled life, she could not live without....being fucked by her big, black stud! As Molly was notifying or perhaps confirming the considerable talents to her black bull, Buck was down in the water living up to every compliment and platitude!

I'z wuz pumping and driving, pounding my big black cock into her perfect, wet, young pussy, as she wantonly rode and choked my big throbbing cock with her sweet, tight cunt. "Oh Mr. Buck....do you think? Tell me...in New Orleans...how did you do it...what would the women do...what would they wear....did you fuck them one at a time, or more than one...were there other men....OH...OH>..."

She was digging her heels and nails into my back and ass...drawing blood as the water was splashed up between us, as our bodies slapping against each other, violent expression of pure passion, and lust between two incredible sexual beasts!

I'z feltz her getting evenz wetterz, fucking harder....riding me...taking me....andz soz I gave herz, pounded my big body into herz! I could tell, as much as she'z wantedz mez, the idea of being on displays excited herz

Grabbing herz ass in my big hands, continuing to pound, i explainedz, "Wellz...day usually had on black velvetz robez wid hoods...masks on der face...sometimez I was chained up...sometimes day wouldz...sometimez neitherz...we wouldz both be revealed...sometimez we both had masks...sometimes just do women...and if it just da husband watching...no masks as dey not only wantedz to seez us fuck...but dez wanted to see der woman suck my big black cock!"

"OH God...OH GOD and men..." Oh sometiems der were others...but nonez like mez..." I smiled but it was da truth! "Yessum, sometimes dey wanted to seez just how many cocks one woman could serve...2, 3, 4, da most ever wuz 5!"

As they talked and fucked, Lacey digging her nails, cunt and even teeth into her black Master...
 
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All morning I felt restless despite the cook and houseslaves smiling at me. Molly was absolutely beaming while she served Charles and I our breakfast. I had a feeling their were no secrets to be had in this household sometimes, and everyone gossiped night and day about just anything and everyone. Not that I was worried about my dear ol' husband finding out about my late night liasons, it seemed that Charles was oblivious to rumors except if they concerned the war, cotton prices or card games. As a matter of fact as soon as the morning meal was finished he took his prized racehorse over to a neighboring plantation for an afternoon race where he could win or lose a small fortune. Charles used to let me accompany him to such delightful outings when we were first married, and I was totally delighted to attend and get all dolled up and dress fancy along with the other ladies and watch the beasts run. However as the wagers increased so did tempers when one lost and after a duel and bloodshed the wives were not permitted to go any longer because of safety concerns. It seemed that the war of northern agression had ruined alot of our favorite past times, I remember when the ladies had tagged along on fox hunts in our finery riding in carriages and have picnics while our men folk sported. Or the grand celebrations where we would dance all night...why my dance card was always filled with dozens of admirers. Now most of our brave men were gone off to war to defend our very way of life and honor...and ever since some of the slaves had run off and tried to escape to the north and their was talk of uprisings in some parts. So far we had little or no unrest amongest our darkies but some had been stirred up by those damn yankees and got a promise of freedom...

My neice was no where to be seen and was locked inside her room, resting after a night with Buck. I was torn about her dangerous liason with the black brute but part of me couldn't blame her Buck was a fine specimen of a man...as long as they weren't caught in the act. After all Lacy wasn't married yet, although her beau had been promised leave from the noble confederate army next week to wed her. The wedding would be smaller than those in the past but I looked forward to it never the same. Hopefully Lacy would come to her senses and get over her infatuation with her black stud.

I couldn't help but feeling bored...

Taking my umbrella I walked out into my precious garden. Mr. Buck had made some progress yesterday but I had become distracted and wasn't able to instruct him further about my wishes. I decided to have Molly summon Mr. Buck for me, I wanted him to continue working for me. I didn't care if he didn't have very much sleep because of his all night activities...

Within a few minutes Mr. Buck was there willing to serve my wishes.

" I do declare Mr. Buck sir you made some progress yesterday. I am quite pleased. " I smiled, bending over at the waist slightly to smell the fragrance of one of my roses. " Don't you think my flowers are absolutely beautiful and smell so good ? "

Buck nodded and took it as an invition to inhale its fragrant scent.

" For Lacy's wedding next week I want you to arrange several bouquets for the tables. "

Buck nodded but I wasn't really sure if he took the hint...the affair between him and my niece had to end, the sooner the better.

" I may have other tasks for you to perform for me before then. I hope I can count on your loyalty sir. " I asked batting my eyelashes at him while twirling my umbrella like any decent southern belle who was born to flirt...even if it was rather harmless.

I must confess , I have never behaved in such a manner in front of a black man before or any other male for that matter. I found it kind of thrilling for a change...
 
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"Oh Mister Buck...I don't...do you...do you think I might...Oh I am a sinner...but...Mmmm...all those Gentlemen looking at..admiring my gorgeous young body...and you...taking me...owning MEEEEE!!!!" That was all it took and for the first time that night, Lacey drover her body up and down her big, black stud, rutting on him like a bitch in heat...which preytell she was, and then she came. Oh she came, bucking and fucking, squirting as her heels spurred him like he was a stallion and her nails dug in marking him, claiming her master as his big black cock claimed her.

Neverz had a womunz been able to match Buck but Mizz Lacey, she was a wild cat...craziness in her eyes...lust raging in her insatiable cunt. Da harder he pounded, da more he stretched her, da tighter she gripped, da more she bucked, and screaming unmentionable...a womunz born to fuck!

Dat wuz da first, standing in da middle of da swimming hole, da next wuz still wrapped around him, pressed back against da big rock, ridden until her back was raw from rubbing on da granite. Da next was after Buck carried her back to da cottage, lowering from his arms, crawling across da floor away from mez, wiggling her gorgeous bottom, "My Ass Mr. Buck...fill my ass with that black snake!" I didz, den twice on my bed...da last her riding on top, one hand on her titz da other swinging over herz headz like I was a bronc she wuz bustin.

It wuz onlyz aboutz an hour before sunrize when we'z wuz finally spent, her barely able to walk, mez sucked of all fluidz...her gorgeous body dripped cum from every hole as she softly kissed me good night..."I will sneak down tomorrow night Mr. Buck...if I can...thank you!" I didn'tz evenz getz up. I wuz shot, and had a day of studding, and who knows what else.

I feltz like I'dz barely sleptz at all when Mizz Molly knocked twice on my doorz before bargin in. It looked likez she thought she might catch me in da act of sumptin da way she donez looked around, but den I sawz the smilez as she lookedz down and saw me Naked on da bed, my big black cock only a bitz hard wid morning wood! "Mr. Buck..." Molly bit her lip and stared, trying to figure out if she might fit in a quick ride on the black mandingo. "Dat's not fairz...letzin a womunz seez you like dat...and not being ablez to take carez of herz!" She had a pouty but devlish expression on her face. "Neverz mindz dat...Mizzuz Belle wantz your fine nigguh ass up at da house pronot...get dressed and followz mez!"

I'z woke up, sorez and happy! Even I'z, a man born and breedz to stud, had never had anyting likez dis, and forez some reazon...as I dressed to see Mizzuz Belle...I wundered, if Mizzuz Belle was anything like her niece, I know dis wuz a wicked thought, as she wuz married, but being married didn'tz seem to matter much with white womenz or menz, as farz as I could tellz.

I gotz to da garden just as Mizzuz Belle bent her fine while lady ass overz to smells onez of her roses. " Don't you think my flowers are absolutely beautiful and smell so good ? " Through his dark skin, even big old Buck blushed, but hiz smilez gave him awayz and he big pearly grin. "Nowz Mizzuz Belle...I'z tryin to be a good slave...not thinkin aboutz yourz flower...but yessum, I bet'z youz iz gorgeous and des here arez beautiufl tooz! As for smelling...even tasting..." I leaned my big black body down, I hadn't bothered to wearz a shirt as da Mizzuz seemed to likez mez without onez..."dese smellz wonderfulz...but I betz...wellz dey lookz good enoughz to eatz"

I'z turned towardz her and letz my eyez slowly pan upz and downz myz massuh'z stunningly beautifulz wife. Mizzuz Belle mentioned Mizz Lacey's wedding. "Yessum I'dz be happyz to work with her flowerz...uhm for flowerz for herz." Buck knew the wedding was nearz, and I wuzn't sure how the purity test would work, but Mizz Lacey had made it clearz...she had no intentions of giving me upz, I wuz, or at least my cock wuz her master...and wellz, I wuz just a slave...who wuz I to refuse?"

Mizzuz Belle was sweeter den sugar...white or brown...and just about da most beautiful woman in da whole South...perhaps even more then the otherwise incomparable Miss Lacey. " I may have other tasks for you to perform for me before then. I hope I can count on your loyalty sir. " I'z reached out and tookz her hand. Leaning over and giving it a long, kiss. Highly inappropriate, but seeming right in the moment. "Yessum, Mizzuz Belle...I am herez to service youz, whatzever you need...wheneverz...just ask Mizz Lacey....Buck will take carez of you...and if you'z need me...I don'tz carez what time...My cottage is just down da path...or I can cumz up here'z any time...ANY TIMEZ."

I let go of her hand..."Iz der anything...you needz nowz Mizzuz Belle...since I'm alreadyz here?"
 
I simply could not believe a black slave had the audicity to kiss my hand in broad daylight in my very own garden. What made matters even worse was when our fingers made contact I felt a spark and a certain tingle at his touch...I was aware that my cheeks reddened and I felt rather flustered to say the least...

" Iz do anything you needz now Mizzus Belle...since I'm alreadyz here ! " Buck promised as he released my hand. I do declare I couldn't believe my ears, the way a mere slave was talking to me, it was most inappropriate...how dare he ? On one hand I wanted to slap him on the cheek for being so bold but on the other hand I was secretly thrilled by the attention and devotion he was displaying...you have to realize my own husband had been less than attentive lately, acting as if I didn't exist except to run the household. It was nice to be be flattered even if it was from a black male, although it was totally improper and forbidden if caught in the act...

" Why thank you Mr. Buck. " I said attempting to regain my composure. " I do know where you reside sir, as does every female for miles around. I do declare that I will never doubt your loyalty to me from this moment on. " I blushed, feeling rather shy for some reason. " Please follow me if you will, sir. "

I turned on my heel and he followed me over to a clearing in the garden. I could feel his bold eyes on my body and I had a feeling that he was undressing me from behind, imagining what I looked like naked under my gown and delicate attire. Feeling quite daring I lifted the hem of my dress up to expose my heeled booties and a glimpse of my calves as we walked.

" This is the perfect place in my garden I think. I plan for the newlyweds to take their vows here under a wooden structure covered with roses and flowers. I can only hope for fine weather of course. I do expect you to build the structure and impose the flowers throughout and make it look very romantic for the wedding."

For once Mr. Buck didn't seem so confident in his abilities and looked to be out of his element. This was far different than what he was used too. I was positive that the brute would rather be doing what he was skilled at which was bedding and pleasing females.

" I trust that you will put all your skill to use Mr. Buck and perform to the best of your ability. " I smiled, surpressing a giggle, before turning away and strutting back to the manor and leaving him to the task at hand. " Oh and by the way Mr. Buck, if you do a fine job I promise you a very nice reward ! "

In a way I knew I was flirting with danger...but I couldn't help my attraction to our black stud. His reputation was well known throughout the south by word of mouth alone. I had a feeling Charles wanted to exploit our brute for profit but I preffered to keep him a family secret...Buck may be my husbands prized stud but I had a feeling he would rather serve his mistresses wishes instead...
 
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Mizzuz Belle could be quite intimidating to most men, and definitely most slaves, but I'z liked her. Maybez it wuz da wayz she lookedz at me, or her little blushez...or, well, da fact that most white womenz seemed to sort of finez me appealing, butz Mizzuz Belle was special, gorgeous...and I'z liked da waze she sortz of played wid me. She was a bit likez da pretty yellowz canary, flitting about da yard...and I wuz da tomcat...drooling to getz her in minez claws and jaws! Yetz...der tis a part of da bird who flies lowerz and lowerz, curious about da big tomcat too!

" Why thank you Mr. Buck... I do know where you reside sir, as does every female for miles around. I do declare that I will never doubt your loyalty to me from this moment on. " I'z looked up, a little smilez, "Well da udder ladies may knowz...but nonez of dem are likez you. You knowz itz my job...and I do likez my job...but den...der are tings wherez a manz findz his true calling...his fire....tiz an honor and privelige to service youz Mizzuz Belle...youz and Mizzuz Lacey...you'z why I'z such a loyal slavez...and I'z helpz makez surez all slaves are loyalz too!"

Myz blood was already a boilin, and itz had nothing to do with the scrorching Southern sunshine. Mizzuz Belle spun and tiz wuz a good ting, as I could feelz my cock gettin hard. Awayz she swayed, I'z could do nothing but stare. I thought back to the fine French store I had taken Mizz Lacey and Mizzuz Belle to, and da silky little nothings Mizz Lacey showed me...and I'z wondered, what did Mizzuz Belle have on udner dat dress, she even showedz me a bit of her stocking over her bootie!

I'z wuz thinking maybe Mizzuz Belle wuz takin me into da house to....then she stopped. " This is the perfect place in my garden I think. I plan for the newlyweds to take their vows here under a wooden structure covered with roses and flowers. I can only hope for fine weather of course. I do expect you to build the structure and impose the flowers throughout and make it look very romantic for the wedding."

I'z responded likez you might expect, "Huh? Me? Work wid my hands...wood...flowerz?"

" I trust that you will put all your skill to use Mr. Buck and perform to the best of your ability. ... Oh and by the way Mr. Buck, if you do a fine job I promise you a very nice reward !

Nowz, I wus thinkin Mizzuz Belle wuz a teasin old Buck, but den she went inside. "Reward?" So I's gotz to work, da faster I might see what my rewardz wuz. I'd been working a whilez, da sun bakin down, my muscles, my whole body glistening with sweat. I didn't even see dem come up behind me...but I guessed Mizz Lacey wuz having some of her bridesmaidz overz for some sort of celebration and lemonade?

"Why girls, what a nice surprise, this is Mr. Buck, perhaps you have heard of him?" Suddenly I'z heard a gaggle of female geese tittering and snickering behind me. I turnedz around and heard their gastps, as they all stared me upz and downz, and up...and downz again. My black skin was a glistening and my musclez were rippled and bulging, and der innocent little eyez were side like I wuz a grizzly, standing der readyz to eatz them up! There were five of dem, besides Mizz Lacey. "Didn't I tell you....isn't he spectacular...and you aren't even seeing the most magnificent part of all?" I heard Mizz Lacey say, smiling and laughing and turning back at me with a little wink.

"Oh you are bad Lacey, talking like that to your darkey, what is the matter with you?" The woman's words were scorching but her blush and her eyes betrayed her. "But I will say....I have never seen such a specimen...does he...does he bite?"

Mizz Lacey only laughed, "Only if you're lucky!" And then the ladies roared in laugher at the off color remark of their hostess. "Mr. Buck?" My Mizz Lacey asked.

"Yessum Mizz Lacey?"

"What is your favorite flower?" She asked, giving me another little wink.

I's stoodz up big and strong, looking downz at the fine young ladies gatheredz around me. "Oh datz eazy Mizz Lacey...the yellow rosez" I looked into the eyes of the gorgeous, young blonde who I had enjoyed so thoroughlyz just a few hourz beforez. "Dey have da prettiest petalz and da sweetest nectar, da most perfect smell...." I picked one off the bush in front of me, "Lookz how beautiful itz iz and how it opens in my handz!" I bowed and gave da flower to Mizz Lacey.

"You'z ladies have a nice dayz." I tried to turn and goez backz to work. Suddenly a statuesque brunette, Miss Jezebel, I doez believe, cleared her throat. "Lacey, aren't you...you know we have all heard...and I just don't believe....is he gonna?" She looked upz at me, and evenz from almost tenz feet away, I could see her nipples nearly bursting through her emerald green gown. Mizz Lacey turned back at me, a wickedz and knowingz smile on her face. She looked around to see if

"Mr. Buck, uhm,..." She glanced down and lookedz back up with the lust and fire I had grownz to know so wellz. "The ladies are a bit incredulous that your talent is as...big...as is reputed! She couldz tellz I had no ideaz what she meant. "Mr. Buck...please, discretely....would you show them your...cock?!?!" "LACEY!..Don't use that word?" A small little redhead blushed, but continued to stare just below my belt. "Myz cock?" Lookingz at da women, who either consciously or subconsciously nodded YES in unison. So'z being a good nigguh, I'z undid my rope belt and let my pantz fall. "Oh MY!!!" One of da girls exclaimedz and da other giggled...all exceptz Mizz Lacey..."Please Mr. Buck, be a dear and make it hard."

Now soft and sweaty, it was still thick and hung down near my kneez, but at Mizz Lacey'z requestz, I'z tookz in it my handz, and after fivez or six strokez, I wuz at full Buck...standing straight outz, nearly a foot longz and nice and thick and veinyz! Da little red head feinted, butz da rest just slowly crowded closer, leaningz inz, likez day were seeing a rare gem in da museum. "Glorious...Spectacular...Oh God...MMMM" came the various declarations, and I mustz sayz, I liked da reviews.

"Now put it away Mr. Buck, I don't want these ladies getting any other ideas." Mizz Lacey sounded proud, whilest never, ever admitting she had enjoyed this beast...she seemed to clearly enjoy letting them knowz who owned and controlled the big black cobra now being put back into his basketz. I couldz have sworn, I seenz a movement in da upper stairs windows...a flick of da curtainz, but der wuz the sun gliteningz against da glass, so'z I wuzn't sure.

I put my cock awayz as dey tittered and giggled, Mizz Lacey came up, "Thank you, see you later?" she whispered, and den day walkedz away, but each one, most more than once, looked back over der shoulders to smile or wink. Womenz are da oddest things and as I thoughtz aboutz da showz Massuh Charles wantedz me to doez, I wunderded, if I mightz just meetz one or twoz of dem again?

Two hourz laterz I finished da wooden structured, latticed, and arched, I could putz da flowers and greenz on da day before so dey would be nice and fresh. I wuzn't surez if Mizzuz Belle had been a watching me, but I had only been done a few minutez, catchen my breath, when I heard da door open....
 
In the safety of my room I watched Mr. Buck toil in the garden from my window. Secretly I liked to observe the way his muscles flexed and shined under the sun as he performed manual labor. And those tight trousers he wore were quite scandalous, if not indecent. I do declare it was very hard to resist the urge to peek at that magnificent bulge when he was nearby. I could tell the black brute did not like to work with his own hands and would rather prefer to sire the females on this plantation as well as the surrounding ones in the vicinity. Apparently Mr. Buck had a taste for white females also, married or not...the way he undressed me with his eyes was totally improper !

Why did I find that so tantalizing and thrilling ?

The next thing I knew Lacy and her bridesmaids paid a visit to the garden where Mr. Buck was working. They giggled like little ol' schoolgirls and although I couldn't exactly hear what they were saying, I was aware they were flirting and teasing him. I felt a pang of jealousy...Lacy was acting like a little slut, throwing herself at the black brute at every opportunity she had, when she was to be married next week. I knew it was in my best interest to end this affair before it was too late and diaster struck.

To my relief the girls soon retreated back inside, leaving Mr. Buck all by his lonesome. Any proper southern woman would never have anything to do with a slave. It was unimaginable !

I decided it was time to intervene before further damage could be done. Mr. Buck had promised his loyality to me and I wanted to belief he would honor his promise. After it was all said and done, I owned the black stud as well as my husband did and he would answer to me.

Using the back door I returned to my garden. Mr. Buck stood next to his handiwork looking very proud of his accomplishment. I must admit he had exceeded my expectations...

" Very well done Mr. Buck, once the flowers are added on their wedding day it will be absolutely beautiful ! "

Buck smiled broadly, proud of himself.

" Please sir, as you are aware my niece is to be married next week to an officer in the confederate army. He should hopefully be home by this weekend on leave to marry Lacy. As your mistress of this plantation I must insist that you keep your hands off of her and never touch her again. Do you understand me Mr. Buck ?
 
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I'z seen Mizzuz Belle accoming out, and I lookedz onez last time at the wooden arch I hadz build and was prous when Mizzuz Belle praised me. "Thank youz, Mizzuz Belle, I hopedz youz likedz it!" Now Mizzuz Belle had done mentioned a rewardz and da wayz she hadz said itz...madez me hopez it was something perhaps a bit naughty. Noz matterz how I tried, I couldn't stopz thinkin boutz her fancy nylons da day I helped her take her boot off in da shade after shoppingz.

I wuz dissapointed, when she had a different and pricklish topic to discuss! " Please sir, as you are aware my niece is to be married next week to an officer in the confederate army. He should hopefully be home by this weekend on leave to marry Lacy. As your mistress of this plantation I must insist that you keep your hands off of her and never touch her again. Do you understand me Mr. Buck ?"

Hmmm, hmmm, now dis wuz a pickle, dat wuz for shurez! I'z wondered if Mizzuz Belle mightz of seen how Mizz Lacey hadz me show my big, gorgeous cock to all dem bridesmaids, I wouldz gladly show Mizzuz Belle too, if she wuz interested...dough, she had seen it dat day of the slaver auction.

I'z looked downz and den lookedz up, "Mizzuz Belle...you'z knowz howz I want to obey everything you sayz, but I am just a slave...and I'z gotz to obeyz all of youz! Youz Mizzuz Belle, Massuh Charles...and Mizz Lacey tooz. Whatz iz old Buckz to doez if Mizzuz Lacey...commands dat I pleasure herz....Mizzuz Belle, Mizz Lacey can'tz seemz to get enoughz of mez, and....I'z ain't complaining...no ma'am, and Massuh Charles, your husbandz has asked, well toldz me...dat I will perform for whozeverz hez sayz...but I reckonz itz wid various white womenz...maybez even Mizz Lacey? Wutz youz wantz me to dooze? I can'tz refuse....I'z think I'z wuz purchased to stud...rightz? I'z don't have no rightz to refuze....I meanz...if I'z commanded to Fuck...fuckinz whutz I gotz to do....and I'z take pride...I am good...likez to think da best at....well fuckinz...and so'z if I'z commanded...izn't it my jobz to makez surez the femalez getz my very best...and I ... well I can do more dan fuck... I can'z do lotz of dings to pleasurez a femalez...you don'z know...all da dings...I canz do....you'z never been curious?"

I'z wuz speakin da truth...butz I wuzn't surez how Mizzuz Belle would takez it....her chest seemed to be heavin a bitz...and I wuz pretty surez her nipplez wuz getting nice and hard...it might have been da cool breeze dat just den favored us...or it might have just been all da talk of fuckin....and howz I pleasured femalez...whitez...negroez....I wuz pretty surez der wuzn't a color of womenz...dat if dey letz me...I couldn't make feelz betterz den dey ever hadz! But I gotz quiet, and lookedz down a bit ashamed and confused...and den slowly raized dem up to look my owner in her beautiful eyez...of course my eyez didz enjoy the trip upz her beautifulz body!
 
"...I can'z do lotz of things to pleasure a females...you donce know...all the things I can'z do...use never been curious ? " Buck stated, his bold dark eyes boldly undressing me, sending a delicous shiver up and down my spine...I tried to hide the fact that my nipples stiffened at his words and the effect they had on me...it was almost as if the handsome muscled brute could read my mind and knew my private but very naughty thoughts !

" Why yes, I understand that my husband is your master and you must obey his wishes first. However, I am not privy to everything he promises you when he is intoxicated but I am positive Charles would never approve of letting you bed his precious little neice or any other white female around here no matter what ! May I remind you that you were purchased by my husband to breed with the negro female slaves for profit and nothing more...and in his absence I am the mistress of this plantation, not my headstrong spoiled and entitled neice. As I told you she is to be wed to an officer in the conferate army. If he ever finds out that while he was away defending our honor a mere black slave has had a relationship with his future bride...why there is nothing I could possibly do to spare you from your dreadful fate ! "

Buck lost some of his cockiness when I explained the situation and stared down at his feet.

" I don't know how long this war will last or who will win. I pray that the south will prevail and we can continue our way of life. Until that time you are a slave with specail considerations and priveledges. Lacy is no longer one of them...for your sake only. " I informed him softening my tone of voice...

The brute continued to cast his eyes downward, somewhat chastised but I doubted it would be for long before he would be his ol' cocky self. Our breeder was all but one hundred percent male and existed to please and 'sire' with certain females...but Buck had to understand who was off limits for his own good.

All of a sudden I heard a scream coming from the house. It sounded like Molly but I couldn't be sure, with the young ladies of the bridal party present. Uncertain of what was taking place I desired a male presense to accompany me and motioned Mr. Buck to follow me. I gathered up my skirts and rushed to the house. Upon entering I saw sweet young Molly bent over the piano bench, her dress lifted up over her hips and round bottom exposed while Lacy was spanking her with a hairbrush, begging for mercy !

" Oh please Miss Lacy, I didn't means to spill that sweet tea on Miss Lucy's gown ! It wasn't done on purpose, it was just an little ol'accident ! " Molly pleaded.

" Whatever missy...do you know how much that gown costs ? Why if it leaves a stain...I'll never forgive you for ruining my wedding, you clumsy bitch ! " Lacy admonished bring the hard brush down upon poor Molly's derriere once again causing her to squirm and declare her innocence...

" Lacy May stop that at once ! How dare you mistreat that girl ! " I insisted.

" Why should I auntie ? Did you see what she done to to Lucy's beautiful wedding gown ? Not to mention that that the little negro bitch is wearing a pair of my expensive frenck silk undergarments she stole from me ! "

" I'm so sorry Miss Lucy, I'z just thought you had so many pairs that you wouldn't miss em ! I promise I willz never steal nothing from youz again ! Please don't punish me, I will give thems back ! "

Lacy laughed seemng to enjoy making Molly suffer and brought the brush down again on Molly's backside. " Why I would never wear anything that touched your filthy black body ! "

" I told you to stop Lacy this is my household and if anyone is to be punished I will be the one to administer it ! "

Molly saw her chance to escape and squirmed away to race to her room in tears...the girls all started to protest, defending Lacy's honor. To only add to the confusion I heard a carriage pull up in front of the house and Jacob, my husbands black valet, yell for assistance !

" Mizz Belle please come quick, Mr. Charles needs some help, he'z been hurt ! "

My whole world seemed to be falling apart. I rushed out to the porch and could see Charles lying in the back not moving a muscle.

" Why I do declare, what happened to him ? "

" Deez ruffians beat him Miss Belle after we left the horse races. Master Charles is hurt pretty bad ma'am ! " Jacod said.

" My God...please Mr. Buck bring him inside to his bedroom. Jacob you go fetch the doctor and sees that he comes immediately. " I ordered full of panic...
 
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I didz listen to Mizzuz Belle....I truly didz!

" Why yes, I understand that my husband is your master and you must obey his wishes first. However, I am not privy to everything he promises you when he is intoxicated but I am positive Charles would never approve of letting you bed his precious little neice or any other white female around here no matter what ! May I remind you that you were purchased by my husband to breed with the negro female slaves for profit and nothing more...and in his absence I am the mistress of this plantation, not my headstrong spoiled and entitled neice. As I told you she is to be wed to an officer in the conferate army. If he ever finds out that while he was away defending our honor a mere black slave has had a relationship with his future bride...why there is nothing I could possibly do to spare you from your dreadful fate ! "

Yetz, I didz knowz some things too...Massuh Charles was in some bad money wayz, owing some dangerous people. Dat was why he had asked me to do dem showz...but dat wuzn't da only reason...I could tell in his voice da thought of me...taken doze women...even his women...some me likedz dat...and I could tell Massuh Charles...and some of his freinds were some of doze...even though they may not admit it outloudz...but we would seez...I would do whatz I could to obaey Mizzuz Belle...but Mizz Lacey...she had a powerful spirit...and she was smitten by my big black cock...I didz not see her givin dat up...nor did I want her too...notz if I wuz honest.

As for utter ladies of da plantation...Mizzuz Belle specificallyz...I couldz sees in her eyez...her body'z reaction...she wanted old Buck too...andz if she didz...well nowz...I knowz she wouldz likez what I had to give her...and givez herz...and givez herz.

When we heard da yelp...I knowz it wuz Molly...she had sounded similar da first time I nearly splitz her open...but her yellz weren't always meaning she didn't likez it...she liked a walkin dat line of pleazure and painz...I knowz she did.

She wuz duh houses...both Mizzuz Belle's and Massuh Charles number one nigguh...Massuh Charlez top belly warmer. She had confided about Massuh's Charlez smallish cock...how it couldn't really pleasurez Molly...how it was always a bit soft...and small. Howz he didn't use his hips or his mouth...or fingers...not dat any man could equal Buck...but he barely tried...and yetz...

He talked to Molly about me...even talked of how Molly...hiz wife...his neice...might enjoy his nigguh stud...his bull...impaling their priveliged pussies and claiming them...how he owned da best bull, da biggest stud in all da South!..And indeedz he did...

Mizzuz Belle and I'z walked in to see Mizz Lacey giving Molly'z fine black ass a good ole spanking...I'z almost laughed at Molly's wailing...as I knowz how her tight firm ass enjoyed a good tanning...I'd a heard her yelping, first hand, chuckling at da words, "more Mr. Buck...morez...morez...claim my ass...teach it...use it!" You woulda thoughtz her ass had never enjoyed a good hard spank da way she let on...course I stayed mum.

Backz and forth Mizz Lacey and Mizzuz Belle went...two might spirited and proud fillies...both needing a whip and a little taming at a strong hand...myz hand. I watched them...wondering...would I everz truly getz Mizzuz Belle...and even...someday...mightz I havez both of dem togehter...on in each hand...or...mmmm, da possibilitiez were so wickedly good!

Suddenly I heard Mizzuz Belle, " I told you to stop Lacy this is my household and if anyone is to be punished I will be the one to administer it ! " I'z cockedz my brow...wondering...if maybe Mizzuz Belle hadn't administered ehr own spankings to Molly...knew just what her servant craved? Mmm, now dey would also be a fine twosome...maybe a threesome...I wuz a man who easily handeled multiples...hands, fingers...big black cock...all pleasuring a different bitch!

I wuz enjoying the entire show...feeling my cock getting ready for action if necessary...but den...all hellz broke loose...

" Mizz Belle please come quick, Mr. Charles needs some help, he'z been hurt ! ... Deez ruffians beat him Miss Belle after we left the horse races. Master Charles is hurt pretty bad ma'am ! "

Mizzuz Belle had gone runningz...but I wuz right behind. Jacob wuz rightz. The Massuh was beat upz but goodz. I had been afraid this might happen...he wuz gamblin wid sum bad menz! But I knowz he would be okay...I had been beat three, four timez worse...some of my kind even worser...Now da Massuh was more fragile...but still he would survive.

I couldz seez Mizzuz Belle was panicked, Massuh Charles had not a callous on his hand...never I wuz shure had she seen him such,
" My God...please Mr. Buck bring him inside to his bedroom. Jacob you go fetch the doctor and sees that he comes immediately. "

I'z seen Mizz Molly lookin on and I motioned herz whilez talkin to Mizzuz Belle..."Of course ma'am old Buckz got dis...Molly..comez with mez...Massuh gonna need some carein to...Mizzuz Belle...you shouldz goez to your room...lay down...I'z can handle this...and den...I will lookz in on you'z if it pleasez you'z?"

I picked up da Massuh in my strong, massive arms...and upz i took himz..Mizz Molly close behind as off rode Jacob. "Buck..." Massuh spoke in little more den a whisper..."I'm in some trouble Buck...and I am going to need those shows of yours...good ones...ones people would pay lots of money to see...lots of money!"

I smiled downz on him, "Course Massuh...no one putz on a sex show like Buck...but it is wid da white womenz...or combos...white and black...dey payz to seez things dey never seen beforez...." He shut his head, nodded..."Anthing Buck...we can decide...but I need money...I need it fast!"

I likedz duh Massuh, I surely didz. I helped him up...and Molly and I gotz him out of his bloody clothes. My guess is he had a dislocated shoulder...some broken ribs...maybe a broken jaw. He wuz naked...and I hoped him in da sheetz as we waited for the Doctor..."Molly, you needz to take da Massuh's mind off his pain...you know...." Dutifully the pretty black slave slipped off her dress and lifted the sheet...a slow nice cock suckin was what da Boss needed...and Molly...knowz exactly what to do.

She was still keeping him calm, nice slow licks...just a little bit of sucking...when da Doctor walked in with Jacob...he smiled at Molly, "good job girl...but I'll take over now...but stay close...I am sure Mister Charles will need your help again!" It wuz then that I thought of Mizzuz Belle, wondering how she might be doing?
 
I must say all hell broke loose all of a sudden. I was so thankful when Mr. Buck lifted my husbands limp body from the coach and carried him to his bedroom, otherwise Charles would have never made it under his own power. He was bruised and bleeding from who know where until the doctor arrived and acessed his condition. Meanwhile Lacy was almost in hysterics, crying and pleading to know what happened to her uncle. I swear if their was ever an example of a drama queen actress, my young neice would be the poster child ! I did my best to comfort her while she wept as we waited for the doctor...I could only pray that Charles would be okay !

After what seemed like ages the good doctor arrived and immediately entered my husbands room to tend to his wounds. I decided it was best if I waited outside with the young ladies until I was needed. To be perfectly honest I would faint at the sight of blood anyway !

Finally the doctor came out of the room and stood there fingering his moustache, deep in thought. I rushed to his side...

" How is he doing Doctor Martin ? Is my husband going to be alright ? " I asked filled with concern.

He cleared his throat, " I do believe he will be fine, although his recovery may take a few weeks or more dear. He has several broken ribs, a head injury, but what concerns me most is his broken ankle. I was unable to set it and we must keep an eye on it unless gangrene sets in. Nevertheless your husband may be crippled and need the use of a cane for the rest of his life. "

" May I see him now ? "

" Of course my dear, I gave him a seditive to ease the pain but he is conscious at the moment. I am sure he wants to see you. "

" Thank you doctor. "

" You are welcome my dear. I shall return tomorrow to check on him. "

When I entered the room Molly was sitting beside Charles holding his hand whispering something to him I couldn't hear. Mr. Buck stood in the corner with his powerful arms crossed over his chest, looking protective.

" If you both would please, I would like a moment with my husband. " I stated, dismissing them both. Buck nodded politely and helped Molly leave the room. Once alone with Charles I sat by his side and held his hand. His face was bandaged and his eye swollen as well as his jaw. My husband opened his eyes and stared at me for a moment...

" Isabelle...please forgive me."

" For what sweetheart ? "

" Charles hesitated before answering..." I may have lost everything. Our fortune and our future, our very own plantation that has been in our family for years. "

" Why what do you mean Charles ? "

" I gambled it all away...what was left of it after our investment in the cotton and my war bonds. " A tear slipped down my husbands cheek..." Our only chance now is to rent out Buck for a stud fee. "

" Whatever do you mean Charles ? We have already rented him out to several neighboring plantations for a profit. "

" Yes but I know a white couple nearby that want to hire Buck for an evening. As a matter of fact the husband has already paid for the pleasure. "

" Who are you speaking of Charles ? What white couple in your wildest dreams ever consider being with a slave ? " " I asked, shocked at the very thought of something like that ever happening.

" Buck has quite of a reputation Isabelle. "

" I do declare I have never heard such nonsense Charles ? I mean if anyone ever found out that this was happening, why we would be ruined and be run out of the county so quick your little ol' head would spin backwards !

Charles sighed, " I am sorry, Isabelle I already excepted the funds from the Barkers. The deal is done ! " Charles insisted.

" Oh Charles how could you do this ? " holding back the tears that threatened to spill from my pretty blue eyes. How could Charles be so careless to risk everything
just because of some gambling debts ?

" Please do not be so mello dramatic my dear. Besides since our overseer is gone we will have to depend on Buck to take his place and assume the responsibities of running our plantation. We have no one else. "

" Yes dear. " I realized that my husband was a very weak minded man. Charles could not control his impulses and liked gambling and games of chance...but was beyond being questioned or held accountable to his wife...

" Please darling get some rest. I will send Molly in to sit with you." I suggested, seeing that he was tired and sleepy. I kissed him on the cheek...

Mr Buck was standing outside the door waiting.

" Thank you Mr. Buck for your help. As you know Mr. Fitzpatrick our overseer is missing. I hope we can depend on you sir, to fill his position until we can find someone else to perform his duties. I would be so very grateful if you would fill that position, sir ! "
 
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Massuh Charles wuz hurtz bad...I had been focused tooz much on his ribs but as I setz him downz and he screamed in pain...I saw da ankle. "Ohz Massuh...dey hurtz you badz...whoz iz itz...can I get da handz...and maybez you letz us payz dem a visit?" He only shook his head. "It was my fault, my sins, but you are a good boy Buck, and I will need you." Dat wuz all he said before da painz made him go limp. Butz I stayed and waited until the Doctorz showed up and tookz carez of my massuh.

Mizz Molly hadz come in wid me....I'dz been tinkin dat da Massuh would need a little soothing, and dat Molly, who I'z knowz da Massuh liked as his number one belly warmer. Molly bentz over and began to undo duh Massuh's trousers but no matter how gently shez triedsz to move duh pain wuz just too strongz. Itz wuz duh first timez I'dz actually seen duh Massuh and it wuz only den I realized why poor Mizzuz Belle wuz likely frustated. Duh Massuh was a good man in many wayz...but as a cocksman, he wuz lacking! Poor Mizzuz Belle...I'z wouldz helpz her if I couldz.

"I's tink duh Massuh needs to justz rest...putz his cock awayz." So Molly tucked duh Massuh back inside and just held his handz untils da Doctorz camez in. I dun watched da Doctor as he touched and moved, I sawz da looks in his eyes and da screams of duh Massuh as he triedz to splint da ankle. I'dz seen it in horses...da doctor didn't tellz him, but I'z knew if duh massuh had been a horse dey wouldz have shotz him.

He wuz finished and Mizzuz Belle came in, I couldz see da worry, but der wuz nutting I couldz do. " If you both would please, I would like a moment with my husband. " Mollyz and I'z just nodded our headz, "Yessum Mizzuz Belle"

I'z don'tz know whut da Doctor gave da Massuh, but he'z wuz feeling a bit better when Mizzuz Belle camez in. We'z waited outz in da hall, making surez not to disturb. Molly brought her voice to a hush. "Mr. Buck, will da Massuh be okayz, wutz should I dooze?" I'z took her hand. If Mizzuz Belle has you lookz after da Massuh, you'z needz to help him...youz knowz whutz do do...don't youz you know wutz da Massuh likes...give itz to him...nice and slow...den...cumz seez me later!"

We'z wuz standing der whenz Mizzus Belle walked out, and sentz Molly to lookz after her husband, but after she walked past Mizzuz Belle she turned to me and winked, I knowz I'd be seeing her soon enoughz. But I turned my attention to Mizzuz Belle.

" Thank you Mr. Buck for your help. As you know Mr. Fitzpatrick our overseer is missing. I hope we can depend on you sir, to fill his position until we can find someone else to perform his duties. I would be so very grateful if you would fill that position, sir ! "

I lookedz at Mizzuz Belle. "Overseer? But wutz aboutz my studdin...do youz still want me to do dat tooz?" I wuz born to dooz what I didz, not oversee...but dat wuz what myz mistress needed! "...and da show, I thought tomorrowz night I wuz supposed to perform wid...wuzn't I'z?...." I waited to hear her. "...and Mizzuz Belle...I'z...I'z won't use da whip...but trust me...I won'tz have to."

"Mizzuz Belle...duh Massuh will be finez...I promise...but you'z can countz on me Mizzuz Belle....whateverz you needz...Buck will do it!"
 
"...whateverz you needz...Buck will do it ! "

" Why thank you Mr. Buck for being so very considerate in my, I mean our time of need. We have over fifty slaves to oversee and acres of crops and cotton to harvest, which is of the upmost importance, if our plantation is too function and profit. As far as your 'stud' duties are concerned, you will be expected to perform them if needed. I understand my husband has entered a certain business deal with our neighbors without my knowledge or approvel and no matter how distastful and disgusting I find it, it will have to be honored since my husband has spent the fee and we can not refund it. "

Buck nodded.

" While my husband is recovering from his mishap, I must take the responsibility of managing this plantation. I appreciate your help sir and hope I can depend on you to assist me, Mr Buck. "

" Yessum ma'am. " Buck said politely.

" Very well...if you are going to be my overseer you must have some decent clothes. We can't have you running around the household half undressed and looking indecent. Unfortunately your are very big and will need to be fitted with some brand new clothes as we have no hand me downs in your size. Mrs. Roberts, our seamtress, bless her heart, is coming tomorrow to do on the finishing touches on Lacy's wedding gown and I will have her get your measurements. " I did my best not to gaze down at those tight burlap shorts he wore which did nothing to hide that massive bulge or even that sleeveless ripped shirt of his that showed of powerful muscles...

" Yessum Mizz Belle. " Buck murmered, not looking all that happy about the circumstances. No matter what I had no one else to turn to except him. We needed a strong dominant man to take charge and Buck was by far the perfect candidate. None of the other slaves would dare challenge his authority, especailly the females.

" For the meantime you can have Mr. Fitzpatricks room. I would like you to stay in the house, nearby, in case I need you for anything. You will dine with us for the evening meal, as he did, to discuss our plans and advise me on managing this estate. If you please me I will see that you are well rewarded for your efforts, Mr. Buck. Now if you will excuse me I am going to retire to my room until dinner. "

I retreated to the safety of my personnal chambers to think and be alone. Because of Charles recklessness and gambling debts we could lose everything. How could he be so foolish to risk our very future and property that had been in our family for decades. My God he could have been killed by those thugs ! Not to mention his ever increasing weakness for whiskey and brandy. It was up to me now, this was no time for tears or drama. Thank God I had Mr. Buck to help me...

And tomorrow that whore Mrs. Harper and her poor sickly husband would pay a socail visit so that Buck could fornicate with her in private. His reputation proceeded him, even several married white females wanted his services. Never in a thousand years did I imagine such a decadent and wicked thing happening ! A black male being intimate with a white female, here in the deep south ! Once the ladies, both black and white, had a taste of the big black brute they wanted more ! Why no woman could possibly resist his very big 'unmentionable'.

But sorry ladies he belonged to me. I was the lucky one who owned him !
 
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Molly went and did as Mr. Buck had ordered. Okay, it wasn't really an order, barely more than a recommendation. Still from Mr. Buck, everything felt like a command, and a man whose commands needed to be followed. Now Molly may have been only a slave, and an uneducated one at that, but that was only schooling and book learning, as for the school of hard knocks and harsh realities, she was practically a Doctorate.

She, like every other female who cast eyes on him, black or white, had noticed Mr. Buck from the get go. All she had to do was look, the sparking, almost black eyes, the deep mahogany of his skin, which was stretched over seemingly mountains of muscles. This mountain of muscular man was enough to make a woman wet at the briefest of sight, but then, there it was. The clothes he wore could only slightly conceal the outline of the long, thick, terrifying yet irresistible cobra that swung between his legs.

Molly had been with lots of men, and increasingly she was finding the company of women, most particularly Mizzuz Belle, quite enjoyable. In fact, between her dalliances with Mr. Buck and her recent encounters with the mistress of the plantation, she had never been more satisfied. It even made her other endeavors workable.

Following Buck's orders, Molly slid beside the Massuh. "Massuh, can I helpz youz pain?" Molly was striking, soft caramel skin, she had been the child of the former house slave and the overseer of Charles' father. Her eyes were a deep brown her features fine, and her body, slender and sleek, with a taught bottom and firm, large breasts that simply defied gravity.

There was no doubt of Mizzuz Belle or Mizz Lacey's beauty. They were as striking as any belles of the old South, however, in her own way, of her race, Molly had no equal either. And thus she did her duty, unfastening the pants of Master Charles, and providing his smallish, still somewhat soft cock, and gave it the oral soothing, that a much finer cock deserved. All Molly could think of as she soothed "da Massuh" took his cum into her mouth was, I shall be in Buck's quarters before he even returns.

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I'z had waited, just as Mizzuz Belle asked, but soon I'z would wished I hadn't. I wuz to be overseer, still studdin as needed, but a more importantlz rolez to play. Da problem wuz, I loved studdin...I wuz surely madez by Godz to fuck...but I could notz let Mizzuz Belle down...I wouldz be up, and readyz when she needed.

"In da house...Mr Fitzpatrick's room?" I was on da second floor at da far end of day big house, not far from the Massuh's roomz...but I couldz walk down da long hall from Mizzuz Lacey's and Mizzuz Belle. I hatedz giving up myz cottage, my jobz, my service to the wenches. I knowz I'd still be of service...mez and my cock. "Dat is finez Mizzuz Belle, wutz everz you needz...I wilz be herez...no matterz...day or nightz...Mr. Buck standz ready to serve...whateverz you dezirez mez to do....I willz be back by dinner."

Having watched Mizzuz Belle walk away and towards her quiartes, I wentz to grab some dings from my cottage. But surez as I walkedz in, der wuz Mizz Molly...naked on herz back on myz bed, her fingerz stroking slowly upz and downz her neon pink, wet slit...spread open contrasted by her smooth carmel skin.

"I'z be movin upz to da house...over seer now!" I'z said as I peeled off my shirt...and sheddedz my pantz. "Lordy you'z a pretty bitch...." She only smiled, "Da house...to badz itz not cold...duh Massuh sayz I da best bedwarmer hez everz hadz...but since itz summerz...I willz stillz visit...and wez can setz da bed on fire...."
 
To tell the truth I was fuming inside at the very thought of Mrs. Daphne Ashlynne Harper coming over to visit and use our black stud to service her. What was even worse it was with her husbands permission ! Of course Mr. Harper was at least thirty years older than his younger wife and rumored not to be able to perform in the bedroom any longer because of his age and health. Besides Daphne was my bitter rival when we were younger...she flirted outrageously with Charles, doing everything to get his attention. Once upon a time she was my main competion at the time for my husband's affection. Fortunately Charles chose me over her and the raven haired bitch ended up marrying Edwin Harper, thirty years her senior. Everyone knew that Daphne had wed him just because he was filthy rich and could provide her with security for the future.

Make no mistake Daphne Harper was a notorious maneater, a good for nothing self centered whore. I despised the little bitch...and the last thing I wanted was to have her spoiled little ol' entitled ass having access to our/my black stud.

I brushed my hair while studying my reflection in the mirror. It seemed my whole world was crashing down around my feet. My husband had a weakness for gambling and whiskey and we were in debt to who knew who, the war was ravishing our very way of life, perhaps changing everything forever...never in my entire life had I felt so alone and helpless...

Composing myself, I changed for dinner and went downstairs. The house was silent, the bridal party was gone for the day. I entered Charles room and Lacy was sitting there holding Charles hand comforting him. Mr. Buck and Molly were absent...

" Where is Molly ? " I asked expecting her to be attending her masters needs.

" Where do you think the little black bitch is Auntie Belle ? Why she is down at Buck's shack most likely rutting with him as we speak ! " Lacy exclaimed, almost in tears at the very thought.

For some reason I was furious. How dare they both neglect their duties and run off together to go have relationships in private when they were needed here ! Well I was not going to tolerate such misbehavior, especailly from Molly ! It was about time she learned her lesson...and Mr. Buck, I really couldn't blame him, he would chase any female that shaked her tail feathers in his face, black or white...

" Why Auntie Belle that little darkie ought to be punished for her defiance. Can you imagine how I felt in front of my bridal party when we caught the little black bitch wearing my very own delicates, as if they were her own ? " Lacy pleaded.

This was the least of my worries. My husband was injured, asleep and unable to manage his household. It was my responsibility now. Charles had a fever and seemed to be in pain. I did my best to comfort him. Make no mistake, I was bitter and dissapointed by his behavior and carelessness. But I was his loyal and devoted wife and had no other choice but to support him and play my role...but as far as Mr. Buck went, he had decided to dissapear with Molly and not honor his new responsibility as head of the household. Lacy and I attempted to feed dear Charles some stew but bless his heart, he wouldn't partake. Finally I retired to my own room exhausted and needing rest until tomorrow when I must welcome our very important guests...


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She wuz fine...surez it was brown sugar...and I'z wuz mighty startin to likez da taste of dat fine, refined white powder...but itz wuz still sweet! "You'z likez being my bitch don't yaz?" I'z wuz nowz nakedz and standing der...Mizz Molly'z one hand barely able to gripz halfways around my thick black shaft...her otter hand cupping and fondling my nutsack and my big balls. "I'z does likez whutz you doez...you my favorite bitch...yessum...if I'z not entertaining onez of da Plantation ladies..." Shez knowz I was referring to Mizz Lacey or, maybez Mizzuz Belle.

She raised her brow, strokingz my big thick shaft, running her tonguez arounds myz throbbingz headz. "Yessum...I knowz...but utter den da Mizzuz...and da bitches you studz...youz knowz whoz gives you da best ridez?" I'z only smiled, as she ranz her mouth up and licked for a second likez a lollipop. But shez wuz rightz...she wuz good! Mmmmm, sooooz...gooodzz! Shez gavez my cock one last kiss and slidz back onto her back, herz legz openz, her neon pink slit glistening upz at mez...and I...weankess thouz it mayz be...I could notz refuze...notz her pussy...notz her ass...not nonez of it...I fucked it allz...hardz...untilz zi came in both...and mizz Molly...she dunn cumz half a a dozenz or morez timez untilz..."Oh Knowz...Mollyz...itz dark...we done missed dinner!"

Duh look on her face was a combination of pure terror and sexual satisfaction. "Oh Mister Buckz...we gotz to getz up to duh house...throw ourselves at Mizzuz Belle's mercy...tell da truth...and hopez...but it has to be Mizzuz Belle...Mizz Lacey...she a devil child!" I wuzn't surez whatz to doez...I'z hated duh idea of disapointing...duh Massuh's wife...I'dz only donez whut I'd been trained for...bought for...fuckin da bitches as dey neededz itz...and itz had seemmed...Mizz Molly neededz it badz!

I putz my tingz in a russet sack...duh few shirtz and pantz I hadz...and upz we wentz...der wuz Mizz Lacey...a fancy crystal glass in her handz...drinking sumptin dark brown probably Brandy. "Molly, what have you been up to...I don't want you going down to Mr. Buck's....You are going to be lucky if the Mrs. doesn't put you to the whip...maybe by you Mr. Buck...congratulations on being our new overseer...perhaps we can talk a bit later?"

I'z seenz duh wayz she licked her lipz...and her eyez, whenz she lookedz at me, dey alwayz had fire! "Yessum Mizz Lacey...whuteverz you wantz...as long as Mizzuz Belle allowz...I needz to see herz!" Lacey shook her head, "Sorry she has gone to bed, I don't think you want to disturb her." I'z wuz about to objectz, explainz, but Molly knewz better. "Yessum Mizz Lacey...I'llz just show Mr. Buck to his room."

We started upz duh stairs when she turnedz to me whisperin, "Now hush, we needz to seez her...and Mizz Lacey, ain't aboutz to stopz us." We'z went to da doorz of Mizzuz Belle's room, and Mizz Molly gently knockedz before entering...I'z knew dat maybe I'z shouldn't be here....in Mizzuz bedroom...seeing her in her night things, so'z I keptz my eyez down.

"Mizzuz Belle...are you'z awakez...we'z been badz...I'z so sorry Mizzuz Belle...we didn't realize how latez we gotz...I'z so sorry...I just feltz so bad about duh massuh...and we..." I didn't sayz more...she knewz wutz...she knowz i was doing what I'd been bornz to do...fucking...butz I wuz so sorry...readyz to do whuteverz Mizzuz Belle wanted...just wanted to showz how sorryz we wuz!
 
Hearing the knock upon my door I slipped my modest dressing gown over my favorite sheer nightgown before opening it to see Mr. Buck and my missing house girl, Molly standing there looking rather sheepish, if not ashamed of themselves. I was not foolish and I knew they were most likely fornicating down at Bucks quarters instead of performing their household duties. I do declare I was not surprised, after all Mr. Buck was a born to be a stud and liked all females, young and old, black or white...and little ol' Molly, why she couldn't help herself and would rut with any male that was available.

Buck offered an apology of sorts for shirking his duties and missing dinner, keeping his eyes downcast and being respectful. I was more dissapointed than angry with them both.

" Very well...Molly you may go sit with Master Charles and see to his needs until I come and relieve you later. I don't want him to be alone, in case he needs anything during the night. "

" Yessum Mizz Belle. " Molly nodded eagerly, grateful to escape further punishment...

" Oh and if I was you I would do your best to avoid Miss Lacy, she seems to have it in for you. " I warned her.

" Thank ya maam. " Molly rushed away to do as she was told.

" Yes, well Mr. Buck, will you not come in for a moment, I would like to to speak with you about an important matter in private if you please. " I asked him politely. Mr. Buck appeared shocked at my request to enter my bedroom, the last place on earth he ever expected to be invited into. I almost laughed at the surprised expression on his face as he hesitated to cross the threshold.

" Please do come in sir...are you not my new overseer ? "

Buck entered, looking somewhat uncomfortable and nervous at the prospect.

" Please sit down and make yourself comfortable, Mr. Buck. " I offered him the chair opposite of my own while I sat down and gracefully crossed my shapely legs. The slit in my robe showed off my shapely toned calves and barely covered my thighs giving Mr. Buck an quite eyeful. Just a glimpse of an ankle was considered scandalous and I was showing off almost my entire leg in front of my black slave...

" Oh dear where should I begin ? As you know Master Charles is injured rather severly. He may walk forever with a limp, bless his heart, and have to use a cane to get around, if his leg doesn't heal properly. My husband might become a cripple and will no longer be able to handle managing our plantation. As you can imagine this is so devastating for us all...as I said I need a strong man that I can depend on. Of course such a position comes with such rewards, as I promised you ! Are you up to the task Mr. Buck ? Will you be my noble knight in shining armour, like in all those fairytales ? ". I asked him in a tone of voice that dripped like honey...

Buck reluctantly tore his eyes away from my legs and looked up at my face. He nodded in agreement...

Pleased that I had his undivided attention, I took a bottle of scented lotion from my makeup table and squeezed some onto my palm. Leaning over and aware that my cleavage was showing somewhat, I applied the lotion to my calve, massaging it into my skin. " I do delare I should have had Molly do this before she went downstairs to tend to my husband. I usually make her do it before I go to bed each night. The lotion really helps to keep my skin so very soft and smoothe. "

Buck was speechless for some reason, and I knew that I shouldn't be teasing him so but I couldn't help it. Obviously it didn't take much to get Bucks attention if you were a female. It was no big secret that he had a weakness for women, if you could consider anything weak about him. No Mr. Buck was all male, a muscled black brute that knew how to please any female. Not that he cared if they were black or white, married or not...and here I was, alone with him...my own husband had touched me in months and showed no interest in me whatsoever...and this man had quite a reputation of paying special attention to a womans needs and desires. My own niece, who was engaged to be married next week couldn't get enough of him, after seeing how well hung Buck was...

I crossed my legs again, aware that his bold eyes were upon me, watching while I put some more lotion on my other leg ...aware that my body was responding and starting to tingle especially in my neglected and secret place between my legs. I used all my resolve to resist the temptation...I was a married woman and Buck was a black slave. It was so wrong and sinful, if not totally forbidden...we could never. Suddenly I questioned my inappropriate behavior and felt a sense of shame and guilt...

I stood up, closing my robe around my waist trying to control my emotions before it was too late ! " I am sorry Mr. Buck, but I am very tired and must try to get some rest before I go sit with Charles tonight. I don't need to remind you that tomorrow we are expecting Mr. and Mrs Daphne Harper to pay a little visit as Charles previously arranged without my knowledge. I am positive that you will find the little ol' bitch, excuse my language , what I meant to say is that I am sure you will find Mrs. Daphne Harper very beautiful and to your best satisfaction. "

Buck stood up also seeming reluctant to go but he knew his place and did not dare to protest or say anything. He nodded and said goodnight and left. I locked the door behind him...all of a sudden I felt jealous and frustrated. Of all the females why did it have to be Daphne Harper. She was nothing but a little white trash whore. Everyone considered her a gold digger who married her elderly husband, twenty years her senior for his money and property. The tramp had tried to steal Charles away from me after we were engaged. Yes she was my rival, the perfect spoiled southern belle who got everything she wanted. As far as I knew Daphne didn't sleep with Charles but tomorrow the adultress was about to bed my prized stud with her lame husbands knowledge. Oh how I despised her, why her daddy was a drunken pig farmer and she grew up in a shack, now she was married to a wealthy landowner and dressed in the most fashionable and expensive gowns from Paris. From rags to riches all because of her beauty and not her pedicree. Daphne Lee Harper was a maneater...

I brushed my hair, trying to calm my fury. Perhaps when the Queen of Sheba arrived in her fancy carriage I could tell her that Buck had ran off to God knows where and wasn't available at the moment to serve her wishes. Of course Daphne would demand that we find him immediately, pout and threaten to throw a hissy fit until Buck was found. This would just prolong the whole situation.

It was better to just get it over with. The last thing we needed was a scandal. As far as I was concerned my dear ol' hubby was disabled and I was taking charge of the situation. Mr. Buck belonged to me and was my property so I would decide who he was going to be with from now on...
 
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I'z wuz ashamed, so ashamed, Mizzuz Belle was so good...so beautiful...and der I wuz like an old hound dog, who so wanted to be loyal, but had stolen the roast beef right off his massuh's table! I wuz so ashamed, but Mizz Molly's soft, wet, hot pink, pussy, mmm, made my mouth water and just like dat roast beef for duh hounddog, forget his priorities. Butz dat would not happen againz, if Mizzuz Belle needed me, wanted me, whutzever it wuz, I'z wouldz be der, no matter, how appealind duh pussy!

I'z triedz to keep myz eyez downz, unablez to evenz look at duh beautiful massuh's wife, butz I couldn't, notz completely...and whutz I sawz was a vision...a body dat would make a dead manz hard...siloetted, in her thin robe against the moonlight throuhz duh window. I'z tried notz to starez, but evenz a glmpse of dat feminine perfection, had me so hard...myz big black cock throbbing in wantz. I knowz I shouldn't...it wuz wrong...but shez was such a prize...and I wuz a born and bred stud bull!

Stillz, I wuz reluctant...a slave in duh master's wife's chambers? Mizz Molly already sent to take care of duh massuh...I saw her loosening her jaw and flexing her fingers in anticipation of duh Massuh's ask. " Please do come in sir...are you not my new overseer ? " I'z wuz, butz I hadn't understoodz dis might be part of duh responsibility, dis job was far more appealings if it wuz, I 'z walked in and sat downz, so Mizzuz Belle could punish me...but shez did not...instead she let me knowz her pain and needz.

She guidedz mez to duh chair, itz wuz nice, nicer den anything I had set in before, but as nice as itz wuz, duh view wuz even betterz. Down Mizz Belle sat, and I watched her silky smooth leg peek outz from her robe and herz legs cross. "Mmmm" I'z softly signed, she wuz like an angel, but all I could think about wuz having dat angel spread her wingz for me! Her robe slid back and I'z knew she could see me runnng myz eyez up her leg to wherez duh robe caressed her gorgeous thigh...and allz I could do wuz hope almost will it to fall further away and showz me whutz wuz beneath...but itz only teazed me...staying there...offering only a glmpsz of the paradize of her body.

" Oh dear where should I begin ? As you know Master Charles is injured rather severly. He may walk forever with a limp, bless his heart, and have to use a cane to get around, if his leg doesn't heal properly. My husband might become a cripple and will no longer be able to handle managing our plantation. As you can imagine this is so devastating for us all...as I said I need a strong man that I can depend on. Of course such a position comes with such rewards, as I promised you ! Are you up to the task Mr. Buck ? Will you be my noble knight in shining armour, like in all those fairytales ? "

I'z listened close, eatingz up every word, her voice so sweet, I'z would wrestle wild beasts for her. My Massuh's wife in Nawlins had told me stories of ladies and knights, camelot and King Arthur, Lancelotz. "Mizzuz Belle...I'z iz your knight...letz me rescue youz....youz don't needz to worry about duh massh...he'z willz be okayz...but evenz if he limpz...I'z iz strong...powerful...I'z can me all duh manz you needz...I promize...I won't letz youz downz again...no matter whut otherz..." I didn'tz finish, she brokez my thoughtz!

Mizzuz Belle'z hands rubbed duh lotion into her legs, bathing dem, but I wantsed dem to be my handz, some day maybe? If duh Lady, letz her knight take libertiez! She leaned over and myz eyez looked down the soft full pillowz of her bosom, I'z couldz not see down, noz matterz how much I wantedz too, but den somehow lookedz away so she wouldz not seez how I lusted after herz! " I do delare I should have had Molly do this before she went downstairs to tend to my husband. I usually make her do it before I go to bed each night. The lotion really helps to keep my skin so very soft and smoothe. "

Oh howz I wantedz to go to my knee, and takez her leg into my big, strong, black handz...beginz wid her calf and rub and massage up until...but I didn't, which wuz unlikez me...I normally knowz what women wanted, wanted from mez, but I just watched...and wantedz for myself. Never in my life, not in Nawlins, note even Mizz Lacey, had I metz a woman dat made me feel whutz Mizzuz Belle didz...I didz not knowz why...but shez had a fire brewing in mez sumptin fierce!

She broke da spell she had dunn cast over me by standing up, " I am sorry Mr. Buck, but I am very tired and must try to get some rest before I go sit with Charles tonight. I don't need to remind you that tomorrow we are expecting Mr. and Mrs Daphne Harper to pay a little visit as Charles previously arranged without my knowledge. I am positive that you will find the little ol' bitch, excuse my language , what I meant to say is that I am sure you will find Mrs. Daphne Harper very beautiful and to your best satisfaction. "

"Of course Mizzuz Belle...I willz do wutz I need to...I'z will makez her feels tings she had no ideaz a womanz could feelz, I'z won't brag but...you can be proud Mizzuz Belle, you are duh only women who ownz duh biggest and best stud in duh entire South...only for you to command...I will showz her, I'z promise!" Yet, I had a feeling dat wuzn't necessarily whut duh Massuh's wife seemed to want.

I'z left and wentz to my room...I'z took off my shirt and wuz about to take off my pantz...but I realized I needed to say something more...I wentz and knocked on Mizzuz Belles door...and spoke to her through duh door as I wuzn't sure

"Mizzuz Belle....Mizzuz Daphne can't possibly compare to youz, I will just be doing my job...I'z feelz so lucky to be yourz knight...I hopez you knowz...der is nothing I won't doez for you...andz wid duh massuh hurt...if you'z lonely...if you'z needz to ... anything?...You'z know where I amz...anything!"

I'z wuz thinking about Mizzuz Belle, I stripped off my trousers...I usually slept naked...but I heard soft footsteps in duh hall, I knowz dey were a womenz...and den duh door start to creek open..."Mizz Lacey...Mizzuz Belle...Mizz Molly...is someone der?
 
" Mizz Lacey...Mizzus Belle...Mizz Molley...is someone der ? "

Lacey slipped into dark room..." I do declare Mr. Buck who was you expecting...someone else besides little ol' me ? "

The moonlight from the window lit the the form of the powerful black slaves naked body like an open and welcome invitation for the young blonde southern belle. Within a moment the stud's very large cock was in Laey's soft hand and she was stroking it making him hard...

" I swear if I ever catch you with that little ol' black whore Molley again, why I will tear her eyes out and have her punished until she can't sit down on her derrirere ever again ! Do you understand me ? " Lacey warned.

Buck grunted when he felt her sweet wet tongue run up the length of his black shaft.

" And besides don't be silly do you really think it would be my Aunt Belle sneaking into your new room ? You know as well as I do, she would never be so naughty or wicked to do such a thang ! She is a faithfully married remember ? " Lacey moaned and placed the head of Buck's massive head into her mouth, doing her best to tease it...

Lacey concentrated on worshipping Buck's big black horsecock, enjoying the way it got big and hard for her. As much as she wanted to mount him like a mare in heat, Lacey desired to make cum in her mouth and swallow every last drop !

" Oh please Mr. Buck...I don't want to get married next week...let's run away together...we can go to New Orleens where no body will ever find us ! "

The blonde then attempted to swallow at least half of Buck's massive tool down her throat as in encouragement...

" I can't bare to think of you with that dreadful white married whore tomorrow ! How could my uncle arrange such a thang ? Oh if you only knew how much I despise him at this moment ! " Lacey insisted. Finally she could not resist the temptation of having that big hard cock inside her dripping tight pussy. She straddled his hips and mounted him feeling the enormous head of his cock touch the soft delicate pink petals of her wet pussy...

" What are you waiting for Mr. Buck ? Don't you want to fuck me with your big black dick ? " Lacey whispered, daring him to do so...
 
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" I do declare Mr. Buck who was you expecting...someone else besides little ol' me ? " This was probably dangerous, but I'z couldz not help but smile. "I'z didz not knowz whoz, I'z iz not used to staying in duh big house, butz I'm happy to see youz." Within seconds she had what she wanted in her hand and was stroking mez, making me hardz, so hardz, for whatzever she had planned next.

She wuz sumptim, threatening wutz she do to Mizz Molly one minute, while doubting her Auntz true dezirez duh next. "You'z doez not needz to worry about Molly, you'z knowz dat, you know, never, ever wouldz I wantz her pussy over yourz...mmm, godz I lovez how you doez dat...all dat!" She wuz stroking den lowering and sucking my big black cock...makingz it hard...throbz with wantz of her! Itz wuz amazing how she couldz threaten onez moment, and worship my cock, submit like a wanton whore duh next. Her gorgeous mouth wide, she tookz me deep in her throat, her tongue so good as it swirled my head, and teased my shaft! She wuz an incredible woman who made me wantz her, pumpingz and fuckingz her mouth, not caringz no matterz duh danger, except....

" Oh please Mr. Buck...I don't want to get married next week...let's run away together...we can go to New Orleans where no body will ever find us !... I can't bare to think of you with that dreadful white married whore tomorrow ! How could my uncle arrange such a thang ? Oh if you only knew how much I despise him at this moment ! "

I'z didn't stopz her, she wuz wayz too goodz at sucking my big, black cock! But shez wuz talking crazy. I'z reached downz...holding her gorgeous face in my hand, herz flowing blondez hair in my huge fist...I wuz in rhythmn fucking her face, deepz down her throat.

"Mizz Lacey...you'z amazing...but you'z talking crazy...we can'tz run awayz...I'd be caught, whippedz and probably hungz or shotz...and you'dz...you'dz be ruined. Plus...your Mizzuz Belle....I can'tz do dat...no..."

I wuz pumping good nowz...long, deep thrusts as she gasped and her spit coated my cock...I couldz smell her pussy...duh more she deep throated and used her ... duh wetter she gotz! "....youz knowz...itz my jobz to servez all of you'z...but doze otherz...dey not likez youz....ceptin maybe...I don't knowz about Mizzuz Belle...youz two....mmm lordy...you'z needz to marry...den you'z husband will go backz...and I'z stillz be here...for you!

I'z let her go....knowingz she'z wuz beyond ready! " What are you waiting for Mr. Buck ? Don't you want to fuck me with your big black dick ? " Der I stood as she laid back on my bed and spread doze gorgeous petalz of her flower as wide as she couldz. I'z pushed to thick fingers deep into herz cunt, as she watched my body...stared at my cock dripping with her spit.

"Yessum I wantz you....I wantz you fierce...but you'z gotz to promise me...no more talk of running....no talkz of Mizzuz Belle....she own me...and I'z iz herz as she chooses...but for duh otherz...I will fuck dem...do my job...but itz youz...dat sweet cunny of yourz...I be wanting...I be thinking about...and I'z dying to getz back to....andz omce your married....don'tz worry....your Buck willz be here...his cock nice and hardz...and ready to serve youz! If I'z ever free...den maybez...you'z really need old Buck and dis big cock...don'tz you?"

Wid one move I pulled my fingerz outz, and curled my handz under her kneez, picking her gorgeous body upz..spreadingz herz...and driving my big black cock inside...deep hard....feeling her cream duh first time on my very entrance...again on my fourth thrust...and we'z wuz just beginning.

"Der Mizz Lacey...dat wutz you need....I'z will be here...diz cock...ready...whoz carez if you marriedz...rightz?"

Butz I had to be honest...as fine as Mizz Lacey wuz...my mind wuz thinking aboutz doze legs of Mizzuz Belle...wutz might be beneath dat robe...and as I fucked...as I came...hard inside Mizz Lacey, filling her young, still unmarried pussy...I wuz imagining filling another...a woman so fine...a womanz I knowz somehow I wanted morez den anythings.

We'z finished and Mizz Lacey left, her body sorez and dripping with cum, a wicked smiled on her face. I'z stayed hardz...and as I laid downz...stroking my big black cock...I wuz imagining Mizzuz Belle....wanting to service her...in all duh wayz she might need!
 
Unable to sleep, I tossed and turned in my bed. The heat of the night didn't help much, despite the cool breeze coming in from my open window. I was naked except for the sheer shift that I wore in the summer. For some reason I couldn't stop thinking of Mr. Buck being in my very bedroom, his bold dark eyes taking advantage and using the opportunity to gaze at my legs as I showed them off demurely. My little ol' heart was beating a mile a minute, perhaps because he was sitting so close to me...I could only wonder what have happened if I had been so bold as too hand Buck the bottle of scented lotion and suggest or better yet demand { after all I owned him didn't I ? } that he apply some to my bare legs !

But alas I was a faithful married woman and shouldn't think such naughty thoughts, especailly about a black man. No matter what I had to do my best to resist the wicked and sinful temptations...

I swear my niece had no such constraints on her behavior. Of course I knew of her midnight rendevous with Mr. Buck. While I could not blame him, he was a male, as much as her when Lacy shook her tail feathers in his face, they needed to stop before they were caught in the act and punished.

And to think that tomorrow we would have a visit from my very own rival, sort of speak, the beautiful Mrs. Daphne Anne Harper. Before she was married Daphne was considered quite a catch amongest the most eligable gentlemen south of the mason-dixon line. However she had married a man several years older than her who was in bad health of late. Rumor had it that Mr. Harper couldn't perform his husbandly duties in the bedroom any longer so the missus naturally found satisfaction outside the marriage with the husbands acknowledge and permission. The first of her torrid affairs was with the young well hung stable boy and then the next with the domineering overseer. If the rumors were to believed Daphne had relations with her husbands young black house servant. Gossip had it that they carried on for a couple of years until the young man dissappeared in the deep swamp. It was suspected that the jealous overseer had something to do with it but no one really cared about a missing black slave except perhaps Mrs. Harper.

Mrs Daphne Harper obviously preffered black lovers and Buck's reputation had spread far and wide. Before the war of northern agression such a thing would never happen here in the deep south...and as far as I was concerned Daphne Ann Harper was nothing more than an entitled spoiled whore of the worse kind !
 
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I'z had decided not to cumz again. I had laid dere thinking about Mizzuz Belle in her bedroom, and all duh night I dreamed of taking duh lotion from Mizzuz Belle and squeezing it out on the soft skin of her beautiful legs. Raising her foot up and suckling on her painted toez as I massaged her calf and slowlyz, steadily moved up her leg. I would advance and watch, seeings if she's would open her legz, lie back and invitez me in. "Mmmm..." I maoned and so I wuz still rock hard as I awoke, my massive pole pitching a large tent under my thin cotton sheet.

Duh morning sun was high in the southern sky when I awokez, hard and ready. Mizz Molly had just entered duh room, "Timez to getz up Mr. Buck...rise and...." It was den she seen the massive bulge under the sheet, and felt the warmth and moisture between her legs. She giggled, and bit her lip, "I knowz Mr. Buck, gettingz upz for youz is never a problem. Duh Massuh has given orders, no fucking until duh Harper's arrive. I have brought you food to breakz your fast....but tomorrow....I hopez you wakez upz just like that!"

She had a huge tray, 8 flap jacks, a bit plate of scrambled eggs and chees, and a heaping pile of white sausage gravy over biscuits. I was eating like a king, or more likez a prized pig fattened for showing at duh country fair! I atez and atez. "Now dat youz nice and full and strong, I will bathez youz." I get upz ready to head to the watering hole, when Molly laughed and took my hand. "Youz being taken to duh Massuh's tub." I'z walked into a room with a big white tub and several pails of hot water.

Molly stripped naked and stepped into duh tub with me. She wuz a fine bitch and I wuz immediatly hard. "Remember dis Mr. Buck...not fucking today...but tomorrow...den we can play!" She cleaned me up and down...tenderly washing and teasking my big cock, my huge balls, and my muscular ass! Afterwardz she toweld me off, but den she grabbled a bottle of scented oil. Soon my black body was glistenting from head to toe, only to be coverd in a fine, tailored shirt and pants duh Massuh had quickly ordered for today's events.

I wuz lead down to the front as duh Harper's big black carriage, led by two matching stallions. Der driver, a handsome black slave with soft caramel skin, clearly with white blood in his breeding. But as beautiful as duh horses and carriage were, dey wuz nuthingz compared to Mizzuz Harper. Down he helped her, and whilez Mizzuz Belle and Mizz Lacey were gorgeous blondes, Mizzuz Harper wuz raven haired with plenty of rouge, scarlett lipstick and a dress and body intent on enjoying a wicked and wanton evening.

Mr. Harper wuz next, and clearly not of duh best health. Yet he had a wicked grin on his face as his eyes moved up and down my massive, muscular body. Mizzuz Harper extended her hand, which I tookz and bowed, kissing the back as her gloved fingers curled around mine. She licked her lips and turned toward Mizzuz Belle who had now joined us, "Isabelle...how wonderfully naughty of you...owning this magnificent beast, and keeping him all to yourself!"

We'z wuz supposed to have supper before going to duh main ballroom dat had been equipped with a large four poster bed. I wuz looking forward to some nice barbecue, but from duh way Mizzuz Harper was eyeing me...she had her appetite set on far different prize!
 
I went out on the porch when the Harpers finally arrived in their fine carrige, trying to gain control of my emotions about what was going to happen during their overnight visit. I have to confess for some reason to be filled with jealousy as well as a certain amount envy, how could a married white woman of her postion actually have adultress relations with a black slave with or without her husband's permission. It was absolutely unheard of, if not taboo...yes my own husbands neice dillydallied with Buck but it was somewhat of a secret in our family, even my dear husband didn't know. Although I was aware that most of the slaves knew about it...this was an entirely different matter ! Mrs. Daphne Lynn Harper was nothing but a little common slut for wanting to engage in such behavior with a black man ! And my foolish husband, who was still bedridden, shared in the blame for allowing this to even happen in the first place and for a financail gain. If anyone ever found out that we were renting out our black 'stud' for profit to service white females too, why we would be run out of the state to say the least ! Poor Mr. Buck would probably be castrated before he was whipped and hung from a tree. Fortunately because of the war this might never be discovered...I could only hope so ! Mr. Bucks reputation obviously preceeded him...as did hers, she acted like she was the entitled queen of England when she stepped out of her grand carriage.

Speaking of Mr. Buck he seemed to be charmed by Daphne Harpers beauty, which no one could deny. I immediately lifted the hem of my gown and descended the steps to greet her...

" Isabelle how wonderfully naughty of you... to own this magnificent beast and keeping him all to yourself ! " Daphne declared and smiled after Buck politely kissed her hand. Even her aged and feeble husband smiled in approval.

" As I am sure that you are aware Mrs Harper, our slave really belongs to my husband and can only be used with his permission. " I responded, trying to control my temper...

" Why how delightful, of course you are aware that your husband Charles has already given his permission for this little ol' endever ! " Daphne answered with a smugg expression on her pretty face.

" Where is Charles by the way ? " Mr Harper asked, who was not there to welcome them, " I have a matter I want to discuss with him in private. "

" My husband has a very generous offer for him...seeing how you all desperate for money these days ! " Daphne chime in, meaning it as an insult.

I did my best to ignore her comment and spare all the details, " Well I'm afraid Charles has met with unfortunate experience yesterday and is bed recuperating as we speak and I think he will not be able to join us this evening ! "

" My Lord what happenened to him ? " Mr. Harper inquired.

" Well Charles fell from a horse he was riding home yesterday from a race and was injured. However the doctor said he should recover in a few days and be up and about. " I told a little white lie not wanting to go into all the details.

" The poor thang ! " Daphne said, appearing concerned.

" Thank you, shall we go inside ? Dinner will be served in about an hour or so. " I invited playing the hostess and eager to get out of the sun..." Oh and Mr. Buck would you please fetch Mrs. Harpers luggage and take them all to the guest room where they will be staying. "

Daphne smiled demurely and twirled her parasol, " I didn't mean to bring so many bags for just an overnite visit but you can never have enough lingerie and pretty thangs to wear, don't you think Belle ? "

" Why yes, I have quite a collection myself, but as you know you can only wear one thing at a time ! "

" Of course...but I can't wait to show you what my husband purchased for me for this occasion ! You're all just going to absolutely love it...or should I say I hope your handsome black stud will ! "

Once again I bit my tongue but couldn't help to compare her to slave..." I'm sure he will like anything that you are wearing...after all, you will have an advantage over all the female black slaves who have no lingerie to wear and must parade around naked to get him aroused ! "

" What man black or white could resist a white female ? Why I could make any man beg for my attention. " Daphne stopped and placed her hands on her hips in a haughty manner.

I had had enough..." Please understand me...if it wasn't for my foolish husband's unwise and greedy decisions you would not be here now and I would not have to tolerate you and such wicked behavior about to happen under my very own roof. "

" My husband offered alot of money for your precious slave but Charles refused his offer or else we would't be here. My husband is prepared to double that amount or even triple it if need be. "

I couldn't believe we were actually discussing this matter. At the moment no matter how desperate the situation I was not willing to sell my prized stud, he belonged to us and was our property, although my husband had the final say...

" That will up to Charles to decide. Shall we go inside and have some refreshments. " I asked...
 
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