BlkSeattlesub
Posts: 34
Joined: 9/3/2004
Status: offline
|
Joseph could hardly wait as he stood at the door of the kitchen. He listened for the sound of the Housekeep Aunt Betsy, a large women around fifty years old. She had a temper and was very protective of the Mistress. Not seeing her but hearing her snoring he slowly opened the door to the kitchen. He could smell the wonderful meals cooked here, and the smell of cured ham made him hungry, but the need to taste his Misress again and to feel the pain and pleasure was stronger, much stronger! His desire to feel the pain of the crop or the rope from his pants still did not make sense to him. He could still feel sting of the welts on his back from the salt of his nervous sweat as he crossed into the main dinning room. Thoughts of the rope hitting him and being on the stable floor as his Mistress beat set his black cock to trobbing, and by the time he had reached the foot of the stairs to the main rooms and the Masters bedroom upstairs his cock was again pressing against the rough material of his pants. His cock like a devining rod seeking water was pointed straight out and he knew the Mistress would see and scold him about it. The as he walked up the stairs he could feel the eyes of each of the old Masters dead relatives follow him, the oak of the banaster felt cool the in stale summers air, and his heart and cock both beat and trobbed together as he reached for the door knob of the Masters old bedroom door. He opened it quickly and rushed inside closing it just as fast.
A single candle lit the room, the Mistress dressed in a white sleeping gown sat on the edge of the big bed, her legs crossed and the candle showing the outline of her body through the gown. She had nothing on underneath te gown as he panted and stared at the dark circles and nipples that stood out against the white gown. "Come here boy!" the Mistress says, "No... crawl, on your hands and knees, like a horse". Joseph drops to his knees and crawls to the Mistress, keeping his head down he stops at her white feet as they dangle off the bed. Kiss them Joseph, suck on my toes, as the feel of power now a part of her, she wonders why she never felt like this before, always a meek woman, she accepted her late husbands proposal because she could not say "No". Now she has taken a hand from the field, one of her slaves and made him suck parts of her body her husband would not kiss, and then fucked this black stallion. Riding him and tasting his cock was not so intoxicating as using his knoted belt on him, and later her riding crop. As she watched and felt the pleasure as the feeling of power warm her whole body and being, her toes tingled and that tingle spead from her toes to her clitoris. She rubbed her pussy slowly, as his lips and tongue sucked, kissed and licked her toes and feet. Slowly and gently he worked his way up her leg, as he reaches her pussy he can smell her musty odor. He breaths it in deeply as his tongue explores her inside and out. His mouth absorbing her...body and soul, as this new pleasure of licking a womans pussy becomes part of him. He sucks his Mistress clit deep into his mouth swirling it with his tongue. And after hearing Mistress Caroline gasp and as she arches her back he sucks harder. Mistress Caroline feels lost within herself as the blood rushes to her head. She has a hard time breathing as her pussy feels like it's swelling, get larger with every beat of her heart. "Suck me!" "Suck me Joeseh!" she yells through clenched teeth. "Aahhhh" He can not hear her urges as her legs squeezes his head against her wet dripping mount.
They are one, no seperation between their bodies, joined at his face. The White Mistress of the Plantation, her blond mound and the thick firm lips of her Black slave. With her eyes closed she can still imagine his brown skin glistening in the fire light, sweating with the strain of holding his Mistress body down. His brown hands against her white creamy skin, holding on to her inner tights, tring to force her legs open. She bucks and steadily fucking his mouth, the heat from the fire melting the last of her inhabitions. "Joseph suck my pussy!!" she orders him, and then reaches down and grabs Josephs hair, pulling both sides of the hair on his head she grins him hard and deeper into her. "Aaaaahhhh!!!" her cum flows out of her directly into his open mouth, as he swallows every drop of sweet salty jucies. She feels like she is peeing as the the fire engulfs her. Wrapping around her body sufficating her, and freeing her at the same time. After a time the fire and the spasms die down and she relaxs and allows Joseph to move away. Her jucies coat his face fully, and he licks his lips savoring every drop. "You will lie down on the bed boy" Caroline pants. "Face down Joseph" She pulls his pants off and carresses his back and ass., she feels the welts she put on him this afternoon. As her hands touchs them the salt from their sweat burns and yet makes him hard. His thick harded cock pushes against the bed and he begins to move and fuck the bed. Mistress Caroline starts to lick each welt and to feel his ass. "Stop moving Joseph!" smiling at her teasing. His ass moves as if it has a will of it's own. She brings her hand down sharply on his ass, smacking his ass, the sound fills the room. And she starts to rub her pussy as she spanks him, rubbing faster as she spanks and then rubs his ass. Harder and harder, as Joseph moans, fucking the bed with cock. suddenly Mistress Caroline pushes his tights open and grabs his balls, feeling, rubbing and pulling his cock. Her wetness coats the bottom of his cock, and she uses the pre-cum from his cock to completely coat his cock and balls. She brings her hard with a mixture of pre-cum and her juices to her mouth, licking her fingers. Sucking on them, pinching her nipples and relveling in the forbitten things that she was doing. Watching the relection of her and Joseph in the large mirror. His ass in the air, her white hand disappearing between his black thighs, rubbing him and then she would bring her fingers to her pick lips and licking them. "Turn over Joseph" she tells him, "I want you to play with your man-thing boy", Joseph looks up into his Mistress eyes, they flashed with anger and humor. Beautiful yet very dangerous Joseph knew that she could make him feel good, or have him beaten. He loved her every touch, and did not mind doing what his Mama told him not to do, to touch his root. He began to stroke his cock from the base to the tip, his balls smacking his ass as he speeds up his pumping. "Faster boy, go faster"! With his eyes closed he did not see her reach for his knotted rope belt. Mistress Caroline first strike wakes him from his concentration.
She begins to beat his chest, cockhead and thighs. "Keep stroking Joseph don't stop!", "Yessa"
Joseph whispers. As the pain and pleasure becomes part of him. Mistress reaches down with one hand and pulls one of his nipples, then kisses it. Salt from his sweat favors her mouth and she begins to lick then hit him, her tongue tracing the area she just struck. "You are mine, I want you to come to my room when I want you to". Tomorrow I will move you into the house, you will work with Cletis and Betsy, she whispers into his ear. As she looks up she notices one of the candles burning in the reflection of the dresser mirror and smiles.... yes, you will be my personal slave. Just as Josephs cum coats his chest, hands and drops land on his, and her face. She looks down on his tight muscled body, glistening with sweat, exhausted, panting breathlessly.
"Yes" licking the drops from her lips and touching her cum moistened fingers from the drops on her cheek, "You are mine"!......
Look for Capter four of the Plantation series "Aunt Betsys new toy"
|
The Plantation F/m Chapter 3 - 
Profile
New Messages
No New Messages
Hot Topic w/ New Messages
Hot Topic w/o New Messages
Locked w/ New Messages
Locked w/o New Messages
Post New Thread