SLAVE OWNER BY HOLLANDER Knox Carlton had inherited his plantation in 1801 from his father. It sat on the Savannah River in Georgia, and produced cotton, hemp and rice. Knox had been 21 when he inherited the place, an orphan on his father's death. But he didn't need a wife. Not with all the young black pussy he could handle. At 16, he had raped the first of the negro women on the plantation, a beautiful girl fresh from Africa who was only 12 at the time. His father had been off to Charleston at the time, and he had had the overseer bring young Tallie to his bedroom. She was a lithe wench, with pert, small breasts sticking out from her chest, pushing out the cotton shirt she wore. He had torn off her clothes, thrown her on the bed, rammed his finger into her to get her wet, which she had immediately obliged, then mounted her and spent his seed in her almost instantaneously. He kept her in his room all night, raping her repeatedly, despite her cries of pain and for mercy. That morning, he had had her locked in the cellar, to keep her for himself after finding that she was a virgin. That afternoon, after his rest, he had called for to be brought to him again, and he spent the next eight hours raping her repeatedly. He loved the feel of her tight little pussy, and he loved to fondle her small titties as he raped her from behind. His father was gone for two weeks, during which time, Knox spent most of his waking hours raping young Tallie. He knew his father would never know, but he also knew he wouldn't care. After all, she was just a nigger slave. When his father returned, Knox had Tallie moved to her own hut, and he told the overseer to warn all the black bucks on the farm that, if they touched Tallie, he'd have them whipped until death. Every day, he'd visit her several times to spill his seed in her young, fertile womb. She was also made a house servant, working in the kitchen, which was much lighter duty than field work. Soon, Tallie began to show the effects of her repeated rapes. Her small tits began to enlarge, and her belly began to swell. Eventually, Old Mother Sally, the matriarch of the female slaves, was called to Tallie's hut to deliver a baby girl, whom Tallie named Molly. At 13, she had become a mother for the first time. But Knox made her a mother again before she reached 14. He loved to lie on her, sucking milk from her engorged breasts, then ramming his hard cock into her, making her cry in pain as he again impregnated her. She delivered a boy before her 14th birthday, but was pregnant again from repeated rapings before that day. Meanwhile, Knox went to Savannah and bought two more young negro wenches. The first, he named Missy. She was a dark girl of 11 from the Ivory Coast. Her small breasts were to Knox liking, and he figured, once bathed, she'd be a good fuck. The second was from further inland, and Knox named her Darsey. She was 12, with firm young breasts and a hair-covered mound. Both, he was assured, had their periods, and both could bear children. He had them sent back to the plantation and bathed. He sent for Missy first. He tore her clothes off immediately and fell on her. He pushed his hard cock into her with no wait for her to get moist. It took ten minutes of her screams to finally work his tool into her young, virgin pussy, but he finally got it in, spilling his seed in her immediately. He raped her five more times that night, then had her led, crying, bleeding and his cum running down her thighs, to Tallie's shack. Tallie comforted her as best she could, but the young girl was near comatose with fear and pain. The next night, Tallie and her babies got another occupant. Young Darcey, who had tried to resist master's efforts to rape her, was beaten severely on the back and the ass. After that, she had been raped repeatedly, and now also carried master's seed. Tallie continued to bear master's children. After her son, she bore Knox another daughter, then another, and finally another son, before he tired of her. She was returned to field work. In the meantime, Missy, who Knox preferred above all, bore him two daughters and a son after repeated rapes. Darcey, who continued to try to resist her rape, bore him one daughter, but was considered by Knox as too much trouble. She was turned over to the field niggers, and her screams could be heard every night as they drove their huge cocks into her tiny pussy. She became a baby maker, turning out son after son for field work, and forced by Knox to nurse his other daughters. In the meantime, he purchased two more young black girls, one he named Polly, and the other he named Bessie. They were both 12, both fertile, both small in stature, and both raped repeatedly by master. And both produced only daughters, though not quite as rapidly as Missy. Finally, the day came when his oldest daughter, young Molly, was eight. That night, he called Tallie and Molly to his room. "Tonight, I'm going to start raping our daughter," he said. Tallie fell to her knees and begged him not to. This was exactly what he wanted, and he got a huge hard-on. He forced Tallie to strip, then he fingered her furry pussy as he sucked milk from her titties. Little Molly sobbed silently, not yet aware of what awaited her. She was just slightly brown, her father's genes showing in her. But at only the age of eight, she was already showing breast development. Her tiny nipples protruded from her chest. When Knox was finished fingering Tallie and sucking her tits, he told her "Tell Molly to have off with her clothes." Tallie, afraid of a beating, told the young girl to comply. "Does she bleed yet?" the master demanded. "Nosir, not yet," Tallie said, tear streaming down her face. "But please don't rape her, sir. Please fuck me instead." Knox smiled at her. "Not only am I going to rape her, but I'm going to make you watch and participate." With that, he watched the young girl, his daughter, take her clothes off at her mother's command. Then he told Tallie, "I want you to tell her to lie on the bed, spread her legs, then I want you to lick her pussy until it's ready for my cock." Tallie hesitated for a moment, but when master raised his arm to strike her, she dove between her daughter's thighs. The little girl squirmed at the feeling, but, without knowing why, suddenly convulsed around her mommy's tongue. She had an orgasm. Her virgin pussy ran with juice, and she grabbed her mommy's head and held it into her slit until her orgasm quit. She knew Knox was her daddy. Mommy had told her. And now daddy stood over her with no clothes on. She had seen daddy's dick before, but now she knew daddy was going to put it in her little hole. "Okay, little girl," daddy leered, "Get ready for a reaming and a raping." With that, he lay down on top of her and began working the head of his dick into her. Molly screamed. "Ow, it hurts! Stop!" But daddy kept working it in, inch by inch. "You little nigger bitch," he murmered. "I'm gonna fuck you until you can't stand up. Daddy's gonna knock you up and keep you that way." The pain, as he broke her hymen, was incredible. Molly screamed and tried to writhe away from the master. But he held her firmly by her shoulders and began to thrust in and out of her 8-year-old cunt. Blood covered his dick as he raped his daughter. He turned to Tallie. "Get over here, bitch," he sneered. "I want to suck your titty while you finger my asshole." Tallie hesitated for a moment, and Knox raged, "Get over here and do it, bitch, or I'll have you flogged to death." Tallie came over to where her beautiful daughter was being viciously raped. She saw the blood, but she offered her tit to the master, who began sucking her milk while he pumped in and out of his screaming daughter. She took her finger, wet it, then slowly worked it into the master's asshole. He put his seed into her little girl immediately. Then they did that four more times. Little Molly was almost in shock by the end of the night. And that was only her first night. She learned all the pain of rape. And she found out that 9-year-old girls could get pregnant, especially if master raped them four or five times every day. When Knox Carlton got back to his plantation from his slave-buying trip, he found that much had happened. First, Molly had given birth to her sister. The nine-year-old had had a horrible time with birth, but she had succeeded in producing a beautiful daughter, who looked the color of creamed coffee. Mama Sally had spent over two days with the young girl, and finally had all but pulled the child from her with her bare hands. Molly had nearly died, but her strong African heritage had helped her rebound well. Tallie had nursed her young daughter well, though going into labor herself two days after Molly had given birth. Knox named the baby girl Dianna, and welcomed her to the family by sucking some of Molly's milk, then having Molly guide the end of his prick into the newborn suckling's mouth so she could start life by sucking Daddy's prick. He then put it in Molly's mouth and let her finish sucking him until he came. After that, he went to see about Tallie, who had had her baby just hours before his arrival. She had produced a boy, black and loud, fathered by one of the field hands. Knox kissed her gently, sucked her milk, then made her suck him gently until he came in her mouth. Then, though she had just given birth, he allowed three of his field hands to fuck her while he watched, listening to her screams and watching her young body writhe. Now, he though, to Amber. But first, to her mother. He had Missy brought to his bedroom. She was near delivering herself, pregnant with one of the field hand's bastards. He took a drink of her milk, then had a field hand brought in. She was terribly frightened of this African, who had been bought only a month ago from another plantation. He spoke no English, so Knox kept Uncle Felix in the room to instruct him. Then he had little Amber brought to him. He instructed her to undress, as her mother was, then told her to lie on his bed. He applied some lubricant to her young pussy and prepared to rape the little girl. Before he did, he instructed Uncle Felix to tell the African that when master gave him the signal, he was to rape Missy as he wished. The African smiled and leered at the pregnant 18-year-old, who immediately knew what was about to happened to her. Knox told Amber to get on hands and knees, presenting her firm little chocolate ass to him, and he began to finger her young 7-year-old pussy, getting her ready for his cock. Then he signaled the African, who immediately grabbed the pregnant 18-year-old and shoved her to the floor. She screamed as he pushed her into the "doggie" position, then, already being naked, began to work his 10-inch, thick cock into her small pussy. Missy screamed in pain, and Amber began to sob. As she did, Knox began to work his own 6-inch cock into her 7-year-old pussy. The African gripped Missy's titties tightly as he thrust in and out of her, occasionally taking a hand to massage her swollen belly. He mumbled things in his language, but never stopped thrusting his huge cock in and out of her stretched-out pussy. Finally, he came in her as she wept in pain and terror. Watching the African come in Missy, Knox couldn't hold back. He shot his seed into his daughter, plugging his dick against her cervix so that his seed spewed into her young womb. She might not be old enough to conceive yet, he thought, but by golly, he was going to try. And try he did. As he watched Missy alternately suck the big African's cock, then get it shoved into her sore pussy, he raped little Amber five more times that night, leaving her bloody and sobbing by morning. But that morning, his two new purchases arrived. When Knox got back to his plantation, after eating and washing, he sent for Missy and Amber. The young girl was hauled into the room, kicking and squalling, knowing what was in store for her. Uncle Felix, the master slave of the house, was holding her wrenching body. Missy followed forlornly, her big belly proceeding her, her cunt still sore from the reamings she'd had that day from some of the more horny bucks. Knox saw that she walked splay-footed, and knew she'd been sport for the field hands. He smiled at what horn bastards most of them were. He had designated eight women, including Darsey, Tallie and Missy for their use, and they were very good at creating field hands for him. He guessed that between the six children each had born him, and the ones now fathered by the field hands, Missy and Tallie had never been without a child in their bellies for more than a few months since they were girls. Why even Uncle Felix had fathered one each with them. That was one o! f the ways he kept Uncle Felix so cooperative, in that, when he was done with them, he let him fuck the still-young girls. Even Mama Sally got to use the girls once Knox was done with them. She was empowered to have them to her room in the attic, where she forced them to eat out her fat, old pussy. He had heard the sounds of her love-making from the stairs to her room once. That couldn't be a pretty sight, he'd thought, but it keeps her happy, so I'll allow it. Young Amber's tears were falling like rain, and she whimpered over and over, "Please don't hurt me no more, massa." Knox got a raging hard-on from her fear, and he turned to Missy and Felix. "Get the little wench ready for me," he barked, then left the bedroom to go to his sitting room. There, as he listened to the young girl's cries and pleas, he undressed slowly, while enjoying a glass of claret. When he returned to his bed chamber, he found Felix hold the girl in the bed by her shoulders and arms, while her mother's head was buried in the girl's slit, licking her to prepare her for her master. He noted that Missy, anticipating him, had also stripped, preparing to give him a drink from her milky titty as she watched him rape their young daughter. Amber was stiff with fear, and his hard-on stiffened even more to see the fear in the 7 year-old's eye's. And he noted with glee that, despite of her terror, just then the experienced motions of her young mother made her orgasm in a racking fashion. Her thighs clamped her mother's head, and her hand involuntarily grabbed the back of her mother's head, pushing her mother's face and tongue tightly against her hairless pussy. Then suddenly, it wasn't her mother between her spread legs, but her father. His big cock was already pushing to penetrate her tiny fuck hole. She screamed something incomprehensible, but it was too late, as the big rod split her open again. He began to pump her, not quickly, but steadily, and her tight young pussy involuntarily gripped his cock in almost a painful vise. But it was painful for Knox Carlton. Until Amber, he'd never spent his seed in girl's he didn't at least suspect could conceive for him. Even Molly had appeared ready to breed at nine, and he'd been right. But raping this 7 year-old had turned out to be delicious fun, and he decided that only the very young ones would be out of bounds in the future. He reminded himself, however, that he couldn't forget his duties to impregnating those who could produce for him. In this part of Georgia, good field hands were needed, since the diseases of the low land claimed their toll every year. It was cheaper to ! grow your own than to have to buy them on the market in Savannah or Charleston. Missy presented her engorged tit to him, and he had a suck of her milk, as he continued to pound away at the screaming little girl. Finally, it was too much, and he shot his load into her tiny pussy, so small that it could hold very little of his cum, the rest leaking out around his shaft, down her slit and asshole and onto the sheets. He raped the little girl two more times that night, then felt tired and ready to sleep. He told Felix that he could have a go at her if he wanted to, but then to send her home with her mama. The lascivious Felix took Amber to his room, and from the sounds he heard before he went to sleep, must have taken him up on the offer. Next day, Paulette and Greta arrived and were taken to the kitchen for Mama Sally's inspection. Sally came immediately to Knox with her report. "Da one named Paulette look ready, but da one name Greta is having her lady's time," Sally said in a businesslike fashion. "Well," Knox said after a moment, "then bring me Paulette and lock Greta in a room until she is done with her time. Make sure she is bathed and well-taken care of, well fed. If I'm gonna breed her, I want her healthy." "Yessir, massa," Sally said, and went away. In about two hours, she returned with young Paulette, who was bathed, perfumed and dressed in a light robe, nothing on underneath it. She was awed and frightened in the presence of her master, still confused by all that had happened to her since being sold into slavery by her uncle, who had killed her father and sold all of his children to Arab slavers. The sheikh who had bought her knew she would be worth more as a virgin, so he had protected her on the voyage to Georgia, then sold her to Knox at a premium for her breeding capacity. She thought her protected status would continue. But Mama Sally, who spoke a language she understood, had told her she had to do everything Massa Knox told her to do. Mama Sally was there to interpret the strange language he spoke. Knox looked her over. She was obviously uncomfortable that he could see through the robe. Her young breasts were standing at attention, the nipples hard and taut. Her young cunt had the barest beginnings of a bush, and her little ass was boyish and firm. Her legs were slender, those of the young girl she was. His cock begin to get ready for her rape. "Tell her to take off her robe," he demanded, and Mama Sally complied. The girl looked confused, and did nothing. Knox waited a moment, then commanded again. Again, the girl only looked from face to face. This was what Knox was hoping for. He strode to the girl and ripped the robe from her even as she tried to hold it in place. He slapped her, then grabbed her shoulders and pushed her toward the bed. He fondled one of her young breasts as he pushed her down on the bed. Mama Sally told her to lie on the bed as she was told. She huddled there in fear as the big white man took his own clothes off. She shuddered when! she saw the big, erect cock, and she knew now what he meant to do with her. But then he was suddenly gentle again. He pushed his face between her legs and began to lick her girl parts. It felt good, and he was caressing her thighs as he did it. Soon, she was feeling pleasure like she'd never felt before. It felt so good that she could think of nothing else. Then suddenly, it was like a starburst in her head, as she writhed in pleasure under the tonguing of the master. He was making her feel so good. She finally felt her orgasm end, and she lay back on the pillows, limp with pleasure. Then, suddenly, he was pushing that big cock into her. The head was against her girl hole, demanding entrance. She'd seen men do this to girls before, and she knew it hurt them. She put her hands up to push him away, but Mama Sally was now above her, grabbing her arms and holding her down. The big cock was now entering her tiny hole, stretching her entrance and causing her agonizing pain. She screamed "No!" in her language, but the big man only smiled at her. He said something she did not understand, and Mama Sally's translation was vague, but she did catch the words "rape" and "baby." She tried to move out from under him, but by now his weight was on her, pinning her to the bed. Then that big cock was pushing into her. She screamed in pain, then screamed in agony as the head pushed through her membrane. He shoved it cruelly up her passage, slamming it against her cervix. She didn't know these words, but she felt the searing pain of that huge shaft ripping up her passage. Then he began to piston the big thing in and out of her hole, putting her almost over the edge with pain. She was even tighter than Knox had hoped. "Damn," he thought, as he thrilled to the tight little 11 year-old cunt grasp his cock, "she's only a little bigger than Amber at 7." It didn't take long for Knox to come in the little girl's pussy, shooting a huge load of his potent baby-making juice directly into her cervix. She lay limply when it was over, and she couldn't even respond to Mama Sally's demands that she "clean massa wid yo' mouth." Mama Sally had had to perform that chore, getting Knox ready for round two. And there was not only round two, but rounds three and four that night. Then the girl was carried to a room, laid on a bed and left to cry herself to sleep when the pain finally subsided enough to allow it. Then, next day, in the afternoon, a new game began. And it went on everyday like that for two straight weeks. Then it was the other girl's turn to scream and cry herself to sleep. But Paulette still had to show up once a day after the first night of the other girl's screams, to present her girl hole to the white man. By now, it didn't hurt as much, and sometimes it even made her feel good. Another girl was always there to lick her girl thing after the first night. He never did it again, but it was easier to take his thing in her now. Then she began to throw up in the mornings. She had to lie in bed for an hour or more each morning until she threw up in the chamber pot. Mama Sally just smiled and told her she could now start working in the kitchen. She also noticed her little titties had become very sensitive. And she could still hear Greta's screams and her crying in the mornings when she was locked back in her room. Knox was happy with the way things were going. The plantation was making good money, and he was raising a new crop of hands, foregoing the cost of buying them at auction. He'd impregnated little 12 year-old Paulette very easily, and her belly was swelling nicely. He enjoyed the occasional fuck with his pregnant girl, rubbing her belly and her swelling titties as he raped her from behind. Greta had been interesting. The African girl had been terror-filled from the moment she was brought to him. She knew what the meaning of the naked white man was, and she knew he was not a Muslim, as she was. She had fought to keep him from raping her, and eventually, Felix had tied her, arms and legs, to the bedposts. Then the man had disgraced her by licking her girl thing, but, despite her fear and loathing, it had felt good, and she couldn't help feeling something all over and making her girl juice. Then he had cruelly forced his big white thing into her. She screamed for help, but she knew no one would come. She had finished her girl time nearly two weeks ago, and she knew from the older women that this was the time when she could become pregnant. She didn't want an infidel bastard in her womb, and she tried to wriggle out from under the big man, but his weight and the bonds prevented her from doing it. His big cock felt as though it was tearing up her insides. She screamed again as he burst her hymen and rammed the big shaft all the way into her. She begged Allah to make her die, to remove this infidel from her body. But her screams only made him thrust harder, and he grasped her young breasts as he thrust into her. She screamed so loudly that her voice finally became faint, and she felt she would faint away from pain and shame. Then she felt him shudder, and then she felt his seed pour into her womb. She knew she was defiled, and she lay still, feeling the hateful sperm work its way into her baby-making works. Knox enjoyed the fight in the girl, and he loved shaming her. Felix had been able to translate some of the words she had screamed, and he knew now that she was a Muslim. He raped her two more times that night, then had her locked back in her room. Over the next month, he had her tied down and had raped her repeatedly, her screams of pain and shame only fueling his lust for her. Then Mama Sally had delivered the news that she was definitely with child. Fearing that she would do harm to the child, Knox had had her tied to her bed, only allowing her to be released for toilet, baths and food, always watched by Mama Sally. And that old woman had used the girl mightily to pleasure herself, forcing her old pussy into the girl's face time and again to bring her off. In the meantime, Knox had brought back little Molly, now 10, whom he raped repeatedly for another fortnight, until it was certain that she was going to produce another child. He always had a naked Tallie, the child's mother, there when he raped the little girl, sucking the mother's milk-filled titties as he pounded his shaft into the girl. Amber, now 8, also continued to get his attention, since she always screamed and cried so nicely and he rammed home into her young pussy. She had become submissive, but he knew he hurt her badly every time he raped her. Then, something very interesting to Master Knox Carlton happened. His brother, Newton, shot himself. He did so because he had gambled away all of his fortune, and, destitute for money, he'd taken the coward's way out. Knox and his father had always known that Newton was a lout. His father had nearly denied him entirely, but Newton was a suave fellow, and he had managed a marriage that gave him a fortune from her side of the family. Martha, however, soon learned of her husband's debauchery, and would have nothing to do with him. That did not stop Newton from running through all of her inherited money, and now, with him a suicide, she was destitute, with two young daughters. Two days after learning the news of his brother's suicide, Martha and his two nieces showed up at Knox' door. She flung herself upon him, crying and sobbing her story. Knox let her weep herself out, holding her, but eyeing his young nieces. Andrea, the oldest, was 13, while Virginia was 11. They were not overly pretty girls, but they had lithesome bodies, and Knox felt a stirring in his groin. He developed a plan right then and there. He told his sister-in-law that, of course, he would take her and her children in and provide for them. Then he had them settled in rooms. Martha was constantly telling him how grateful she was, and he let her feel the warmth of his compassion for her and her girls. In the meantime, he had Greta moved to Tallie's hut, where her screams would not be heard in the main house as he raped her and felt her swelling belly. Martha began to give him intimations of her sexual interest in him. Knox was a strong, good-looking man, obviously a catch for any woman. Martha began to scheme to get him into her bed, and he toyed with her as she played for him. He pretended to be totally unaware of her wiles, acting the noble protector. All the while, he was raping young negro girls out in the slave quarters for hours every day. Martha, thinking she needed this man as a husband, finally threw herself at him one night. She all but stripped naked before him, showing off her slim, 30 year-old body. It was a sexy sight, Knox had to admit, and he took her that night and every night after, though fending off her talk of marriage. Finally, she told him she was pregnant and that he must marry her. He laughed at her. She raged at him that she would not bear a bastard, that he must marry her. Knox sat behind his desk, smiled and looked at her furious eyes. "Martha, I will marry you and legitimize the bastard you so wanted in your belly, but only on certain circumstances," he crooned. "What circumstances," she demanded. "Well, first," he went on, "you will be a dutiful wife and do what your husband, the man who is providing a wonderful life for you, so you, a penniless woman, don't have to sell yourself in the taverns of Savannah, you must do what your husband orders." "I was always a good wife to your worthless brother," she spat. "My brother was a worthless lout," he said in an even tone, "but to be my wife, you will have to obey me at every turn. I'm not a man to be trifled with." "I know a wife's place," she said, in a much more submissive tone, her eyes on the carpet. "I will be a good wife to you, Knox Carlton." Thus a local judge was brought to the plantation, and Knox and Martha were wed. There were only her two daughters and Burton, the overseer, present to witness the event. Afterward, Knox had a fine supper prepared, and his new bride and her daughters were sat to supper. After champagne had been drunk, Knox insisting the two girls partake as well, Knox announced, "Girls, did you know your mother's pregnant with my child?" Both girls looked quizzically to their mother. Martha scowled. "Knox, this is no time to talk of that." Knox went on, "And did you also know that your mother in without a penny, and that, if I turn you out, your mother will have to deliver that child on the streets of Savannah, and that she'll have to sell you girls as common whores to survive?" Martha went pale. "Knox, what are you saying?" "I'm saying, my wife, that you promised to obey me in everything, were I to marry you after you shamelessly gave up your cunt to me to get me to do so," he said, his eyes looking directly into hers. The girls looked stunned. They had no idea what he was saying, knowing nothing about sex. Martha could barely get words out of her mouth. "Knox," she repeated, "what are you saying?" "I'm saying that, since your only other choice, in order to live, is to sell these girls as whores, I'll continue to supply you a life, but they will be my little whores," he said, in a quiet tone. Martha was near to fainting. "Knox, no," she whispered. "Oh, yes, my dear, I'm quite adamant about that," he said, a grin on his lips. "These girls are part of the deal, or I'll throw you out to starve." "Knox, you can't mean it," she stammered, her hand to her throat, her face drained of color. "Oh, I do quite mean it, madam," he said, "and you'll do whatever I say for as long as you wish to stay under my roof." "You wouldn't hurt your own nieces, would you?" Martha croaked. "Oh, yes," he said, raising his wine glass to his lips and taking a sip. "And I'll put bundles in their bellies the same way I've put one in yours and a lot of the slave girls around here." He offered his glass to her in the manner of a toast. "You and your girls may consider yourselves my property, with no more right to refuse me than the nigger slaves." Martha, Knox' new sister-in-law-turned-wife, bolted from the table and started to dart from the room, forgetting her two daughters, Knox noted. But he'd prepared for that. As she pulled open the door from the dining room, she ran full into Mantee, one of Knox' most obedient field hands, a man of darkest color and great strength. He grabbed her full up, careful not to hurt her as his master had ordered. Knox didn't want his child hurt, but he had little more use for Martha. The girls, Andrea and Virginia shot out of their chairs as they saw their mother taken into the arms of the large black man. They both screamed, as their mother was doing. But Knox had planned for that as well. Pushing past the struggling Martha and Mantee, two other large black men, Dirk and Foster, both born on the plantation under his father, and like Mantee, given full use of the black wenches, grabbed the young, fairly drunken, but well-dressed young girls and subdued them. Under orders given earlier, Martha was taken to his bedroom and secured to the bed with silk ropes. The girls were each taken to spare bedrooms and secured like wise. Knox could hear the girls sobbing as he passed their rooms, but he proceeded on to his own bedroom. Martha was lying still, but her breast was heaving from her deep sobs. Knox stood over her. "You said you'd obey me," he said. "Is that your vow?" "Oh, Knox," she sobbed, "what do you want of me and my girls?" Indeed, he thought. "I want your total obedience, or I cast you out, penniless, to fend for yourselves." "You are a heartless bastard," she spat, and he struck her a stunning blow to the face which silenced her. "You don't have a farthing to your name, you're an ungrateful bitch, and unless you pledge total obedience to me right now, I may do more than simply turn you out, you faithless cow," he hissed right in her bruised face. "What do you want of us, Knox," she said, a small trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth. "I want your pledge of total obedience," he said, his face only inches from hers. She hesitated for a moment, and Knox drew back his hand to strike her again. She spewed the words, "Yes! Yes! I'll obey!" He stayed his arm, then smiled evilly at her. "Say, 'Knox, I will obey whatever you say.'" She shuddered visibly, then said, "Knox, I will obey whatever you say." He stood. "Good," he said. "Then I'll tell you what is going to happen here. First, you will never leave this plantation again. Second, you will never speak of what happens here. Third, you will have sex with whomever I say you will. Fourth, I am going to rape Andrea tonight and every night from now on until she produces my child. Then, I will do the same to little Ginny." "Oh my god," she shrieked, "no!" "Oh yes, Martha," he smirked. "You and your daughters are now no more than little nigger slaves, and will be treated as such around here. Good night, my darling wife." Then he turned, motioned to Mantee, and moved away from the bed. The large negro moved to the bed and began tearing off Martha's fine clothes. She screamed, "What are you doing?" He leaned against the wall. "Watching Mantee rape your pregnant white pussy," he said, a smile on his face. She struggled against her bonds, her breath coming in gulps, as she felt the rough hands tearing off first her bodice, then her undergarment, revealing her smallish breasts. Then his cruel mouth was on her tits, sucking them painfully, as he pushed her skirts down. She screamed for mercy, but Knox only stood against the wall, watching the scene play out. Mantee got her skirts torn to shreds, revealing her underpants. He wrenched them off in one motion, revealing her furry mound. Her belly was already swelling, revealing her pregnancy, and the big black man rubbed her pregnant belly for luck. Then he put his finger into her writhing pussy and began to massage it, muttering words in his own language meant to soothe the woman as he prepared for sex. Master had revealed the plan to him just the day before, and after Master had gone away, it had only take one touch of his hand to his swollen, 10-inch member to make it spew his seed. He loved to look at the naked white wom! an beneath him. He loved her screams of terror, for he resented all white people other than his master. Now his master had told him that he could rape this white woman any time he wanted to, as long as he didn't damage the baby in her belly. He knew how to do that. He untied her, holding her tightly as she struggled. He looped one of the ropes around her neck, then tied it to the headboard. Then he moved her to her knees. "You move too much, you choke to death," he commanded, while attaching ropes to her ankles and tying them to the footboard. Martha was all but faint, feeling the rope tight around her neck and the strong hands holding her in a kneeling position. Then she felt his finger in her cunt again, gentle, but probing. She cried out in fear again. "Knox, pleeeeease don't do this! Pleeeeease!" "Oh, I won't do anything to you, dear wife," he said with a grin. "Mantee and you will do all the work." She screamed again. "But I wouldn't try to resist him, dear," Knox said. "He's a very powerful and determined man." She screamed an unintelligible plea, but then she felt the big black man remove his finger from her now wet pussy. Despite her fear and loathing, she had gotten pleasure from his stimulation, and she realized she was near dripping pussy juice. Then she felt it. The head of his massive cock. And he didn't wait. She felt it, and then it was in her, thrusting up her channel, filling her to overflowing. She'd had sex for years, not always with Newton, but she'd never had a cock this big. She screamed in pain as it hit her cervix. The big black man held her under her belly so he could leverage deeply into her pussy. He pulled the big shaft out, then rammed it home again, muttering, "Oh, missy, you is the best pussy ever." She couldn't scream anymore. She could only sob in pain and shame. Then she looked up. Feeling the big black cock piston in and out of her pregnant pussy, she saw Knox, his pants off, his dick in his hand, watching her get raped by the big field hand. Her vision blurred with the tears. Then she felt the big black cock shoved deeply into her wet cunt stiffen and enlarge. Then she felt hot cum hit her cervix and the black man grunted and sighed. She'd just been fucked by a field hand. And then it hit her. An orgasm of her own. Totally involuntary, but an orgasm nonetheless. She milked the big black cock of the seed she so hated. The thought occurred to her in her pleasure, "Thank god I'm already pregnant, or this black bastard would be doing it for me." She writhed for a moment on the end of the black pole buried in her white pussy, then collapsed on the bed. "Well," she heard Knox say, "looks like you and Mantee will get along after all. That's good, since he'll be here all night. He needs to get a few things worked out of his system." Then he walked close to the bed, his own erection standing at attention. "Meanwhile, I shall be down the hall raping Andrea, trying to get her in the same condition as her whore mother." He turned to leave the room, Martha's scream of "God, noooooooooo!" ringing in his ears. But his erection only got bigger thinking of the 13 year-old down the hall. Knox went down the hall to where his young 13 year-old niece Andrea was tied to the bed, frozen with terror, stripped naked and watched over by a menacing black field hand named Dirk. Dirk still wore his loose pants, but Andrea could see a bulge in them. When Uncle Knox came into the room, the large black man left, giving her a measure of relief, though not much, since Uncle Knox was naked, and his large cock was at full attention. "Well, little niece," he said, sipping from a champagne glass, "let me explain the new arrangements since me an mama are married." "Uncle Knox," she whimpered, "please let me go and be nice to me and mommy." "Oh, little lass, I'm going to be nice to you," he sneered. "I'm not going to throw you out for whorin' in Savannah," he crowed, then laughed, head thrown back. He approached the bed, and she tried to crawl inside it. "You stupid little wench," he spat, draining his champagne and setting the glass aside. "You and your pretentious mama don't have a pot to piss in. All you have is what I'll give you. And I'll give you meals and a roof over your head. But in return, you'll give me what I want, and your mama's already giving it." His face was only a few inches away from hers, but she felt his hand start to stroke her belly. She was both appalled and pleased by it, her first instinct to shrink from it, then, realizing her bonds held her, knowing she couldn't, she allowed herself to enjoy it. She had heard her mother's screams, and she asked, in a worried tone, "What's happening to mama?" Knox stroked her soft flesh. Though not a beauty, her body was comely enough to arouse his desire. He stroked himself with one hand, while moving his other hand up to stroke her small breast. They were small, cone-like tits, and he flicked and massaged the little nipple, making it rise in spite of the girl's fear. "Your mama has Uncle Knox bundle in her belly," he cooed, "but right now, she's getting raped by one of my big nigger field hands." The girl instantly burst into tears and fought against her restraints. "Why would you do that?" she shouted. He pushed her down, then bent over her. "Would you like that to happen to you?" he asked, leering purposefully at her. "Nooo!" she screamed, again, bucking at her tight restraints. "Then you'd better listen to the rules from now on, hadn't you?" he asked, coyly. She relaxed for a moment and realized he meant what he said. She'd better listen well, or he'd have that monstrous black sticking his big thing in her girlness. "Yes," she whispered. "You are going to take Uncle Knox hard cock into your little pussy everyday until he knows that you are pregnant with his child, then you will still get fucked every day, as I rub your swelling belly, until you deliver me a child, just like the nigger wenches on this plantation," he said, in a soft voice. Then he leaned close to her ear, "And if you don't agree, I'll let the niggers have you." She moaned, feeling his hand now slip into her girlness, pushing her legs apart and starting to finger her labia. It was revolting, but it was also pleasure. Her mind reeled from all that was happening. Her uncle was sitting in front of her, showing her the first grown up cock she'd ever seen. It was huge to her eyes. She knew about sex, having heard it all from one of the black servant girls when she lived in her father's house. It had been a whispered secret, but now she was faced with the prospect of having it done to her. She had taken her clothes off once for the boy who lived next to them in Savannah, and he had showed her his little petey, but it was nothing compared with the size of Uncle Knox. (She didn't know it, but Knox' cock was only average in size, which was why he didn't care for mature women. It was only slightly longer than six inches, even at its most aroused, but for young girls it was the same as the ten-inchers of the field hands were to her mo! ther.) Andrea could hear her mother screaming again, and she knew now why. She could only imagine what pain she must be in, not to mention the shame. She looked over at the black man leering at her, and she knew her only choice was to give Uncle Knox what he wanted. "Okay, Uncle Knox," she whispered. "I'll be good. But please don't hurt me, and please make the nigger leave the room." Knox smiled, turned and motioned Dirk out of the room. Then he turned to his niece and said coyly, "You have nobody in the world to turn to but me. I am in total control, and you will do everything I say, or I'll turn you over to Dirk and his friends. Do you understand?" She could barely move her head in assent, but she managed. Then he abruptly left the room. She didn't understand what was happening, and she lay there whimpering for another fifteen minutes. During that time, she couldn't control herself, and she peed the bed. As she lay in her own wetness, her mind reeled nearly out of control. Then the door opened, and Uncle Knox reappeared, his erection still prominent. He was followed by an obviously pregnant young black girl, who didn't appear any older than her. Uncle Knox led her next to the bed. He looked down. "Oh, you've pee-peed in the bed. That's a naughty girl. You'll have to be punished." She didn't know what that meant, but it had ominous tones to it. He untied her and told her to stand up. She was embarrassed by her nakedness in front of the other girl. "This is Paulette," Uncle Knox said. "She's having my baby right now," he said, and stroked her bulging belly. "This child will be a half-brother or -sister to your baby," he said, smiling at Andrea. Her horror was apparent on her face. "You see, all the women here have to produce something of worth. Paulette is making either a potential field hand, if it's a boy, or another breeding slave for me, if it's a girl." Andrea's eyes filled with tears, though she could say nothing as her terror clutched her throat. "You, on the hand, will make either breeding girls for me or boys that I can sell." She finally was able to speak. "What do you mean?" "I mean, my little niece, your job is to make either other young girls for me to breed or boys which I can sell," he said. "What do you mean, sell?" "Well, you see, I know some men in New Orleans who will pay good money for young white boys who they then sell to men all over the world who like to do nasty things with them. It's not to my liking, but at least I can make a profit off of them." He didn't tell her that as soon as her young pussy bored him, he'd turn her over to the field hands too. No sense not getting some good field hands out of her when he was done with her. "My god, Uncle Knox!" she shrieked. "You're a monster!" He slapped her so hard that she went over backwards onto the bed, bounced off and fell into a crying heap on the floor. He stood over her and said, "You're right, little girl. And now your nightmare is about to start." He turned to Paulette, who was totally confused by all of this, not understanding more than one word out of ten as she was just beginning to understand the white tongue. He pulled her close to the bed, then looked down at his niece, crying on the floor. "Get up, little wench, and undress Paulette." She hesitated for only a moment, but it brought a solid slap across her butt, and she jumped up, terrified of his anger. She slowly undressed the sheer blouse the black girl was wearing. Paulette had nothing on underneath, and her shiny black breasts were swollen with her pregnancy. Her belly protruded out over the top of the skirt she wore, not as large as it would be, but obviously holding her baby. Andrea hooked her fingers into either side of the black girl's skirt and slid it down her slender thighs, revealing her hairless black pussy. At that, her uncle laid the girl back so that her hips were on the bed, but her legs hung down to the floor. "Your punishment for wetting the bed will be licking Paulette's pussy until she comes," he said. "Now stick your tongue in her pussy and start licking her. And if you don't start right now, your punishment will be a lot worse." The girl felt almost nauseated with revulsion to so touch a nigger, but she feared her uncle greatly. The nigger's legs were spread, as if she knew what was coming, and Andrea slowly positioned her head between the ebony legs. She hated the smells coming from the black girl, but she took a deep breath and pushed her tongue between the lips of the slave's pussy. The servant girl who'd told her all about sex had described men doing this to women, but never a woman to a woman. Her tongue penetrated the lips of Paulette's pussy, and she tasted the black girl's moisture already coming out of her fuck hole in anticipation of what she was about to receive. To her horror, the black girl grabbed hold of the white girl's head and pressed her young cunt hard against the tongue she knew would give her pleasure. She began using the white girl's head for her pleasure, rubbing her pussy up and down the girl's face. Sometimes the tongue was in her channel, sometimes it was rubbing her clit. She loved raising up to look down and see the blond head rubbing between her black thighs. Only black girls had done this to her before, and she loved the color difference. She moaned as she built to her pleasure. Andrea felt that she would vomit. The black girl was using her like an instrument of her pleasure. She was moaning and sighing, while rubbing Andrea's face up and down her smelly pussy. But Andrea kept her tongue out, as instructed, and she felt it alternately rubbing the black girl's button and sticking into her hole. Paulette was producing large amounts of pussy juice, and it began to drip off Andrea's chin. Then suddenly, the black girl's thighs gripped the sides of Andrea's head so tightly that her hearing was muffled. But even with that, she could hear the near scream of pleasure the black girl let out, in words Andrea didn't understand, other than that she knew they were of pleasure. The black girl continued to rub her pussy hard against Andrea's face, and the pussy juice flowed from her cunt, running off Andrea's chin and down the crack of the black girl's ass. Finally, after she felt she would be smothered between the black girl's thighs, with her face buried in the young girl's crack, the thighs released her, and she pulled her head out quickly to gulp air. The slave's wet pussy was still wide open for all to see, and Andrea couldn't believe she'd just licked a nigger slave. Then she heard the voice of her uncle behind her. "Well, not bad for a spoiled white girl. You made Paulette feel pretty good. Now I want you to switch positions with her." He forced his niece onto the bed in the same position Paulette had been in, then, through motions and positioning, made it clear to Paulette that she was to start licking the white girl's pussy. She, being conditioned now to do whatever master said, immediately stuck her face into the white girl's equally hairless pussy. She began to hungrily lick her, feeling grateful for the orgasm the white girl had given her. Andrea tried to get away, but Uncle Knox held her firmly on the bed. The cream- coffee colored black slave began to eagerly lick her girlness, spreading its lips and diving her tongue deep into her virgin hole, actually touching and pushing her hymen. She screamed in rage and tried to shift her hips to get the vile tongue out of her, but just as her uncle was holding down her torso, the black girl was holding her thighs tightly, and continued to invade her channel with her tongue. Then she moved it up and began to lick Andrea's clit. The sensation was immediate and as powerful as anything she'd ever felt. She screamed again, but not in pain, just surprise at the feelings going through her body. Involuntarily, her pussy began to produce its juice, and her spine began to tingle as she arched her back. Suddenly, without warning, she was engulfed in a wave of pleasure she'd never known. The black girl continued to lick the white girl's clit, as she'd been taught, and the girl came over and over. After what seemed and eternity, the black girl finally removed her tongue, and Andrea's spasms ceased, though she was temporarily sorry they had. She'd never felt anything like that. But she was about to have another sensation she'd never had. Even as her orgasm faded, she was suddenly full-length on the bed, her bottom resting in her own pee, and her legs were wrenched apart. Then suddenly the head of that terrible cock was pressing at the opening of her now sopping hole. She was so wet, that the thing began slipping in instantly. Her tiny pussy was suddenly stretched to the point that she screamed involuntarily in pain like she'd never known. Knox shoved it in hard, ripping through her membrane on the initial stroke. He was so aroused after watching the two girls eat each other, that he knew he had to get it inside her or waste his load. His dick slammed against her cervix and she screamed in abject pain. She was near to fainting, he knew, so he pushed in and out quickly, thanks to her juicy pussy. It was tight as a glove, but sopping wet. And in three strokes, he shot a hot load of his potent baby-making juice directly against the 13 year-old's cervix. He knew enough would be in her womb shortly to get her pregnant if she was ovulating. And if not now, he had time. He pulled out of his now-sobbing niece, noting the mixture of blood, cunt juice and cum on his still hard dick. The girl went into a fetal position, one hand holding her smarting slit. She was crying inconsolably, but he knew she could hear him as he whispered to her, "Get a little rest, little girl. After you've had a chance to recover a little, I'll be back to rape you several more times tonight." Her eyes opened in terror, and she put her hands over her face. He got off the bed and told Paulette, who'd watched a scene similar to her first rape by master, to get dressed. But he didn't. His erection, despite his ejaculation, was still up and ready to go down the hall to see his other niece, 11 year-old Ginny. Knox Carlton could hear moans and cries from the room where Martha was. What he didn't know was that Uncle Felix was having his way with the mistress right now, just as Knox had told him he could, and that Dirk was waiting in line to appease the erection he had built looking at the young white girl. Martha would have a long night, until Knox, satisfied at last, stopped the negroes from raping his pregnant wife. His own erection was ready for his 11 year-old niece, who lay tied to the bed in the room he now entered, guarded by the large field hand Forrest, whom he dismissed to go have a go at the white master's wife. His large cock had formed a tent in his loose slave pants, and Knox knew that Martha was in for one hell of a reaming from this horny buck. Good thing, he thought, that he'd never have to fuck Martha again. Her cunt was going to be so stretched by the nigger cocks she was taking, just tonight, that she would never be able to provide him the tight feeling he liked again. And since she'd be offered to all the bucks, under the rules that they didn't hurt the baby in her belly until it was born, she'd be wide as a road in no time. He also couldn't wait for when she would start producing nigger babies for his plantation. She'd be kept locked in a hut in a remote part of the place and used by every black buck on the place. She'd proven already that she was fertile, and! he knew she could make some fine negro children for him. And he knew how humiliated she would be from that. "Bitch," he spat. Little Ginny was tied to her bed, obviously in abject terror. Her tears were streaming down the sides of her cheeks. She had obviously heard her mother's and her sister's screams, and she had no idea why they were hurting. She suspected something bad because of her nudity in front of the big slave, but she knew nothing about sex, so the tent pole in the nigger's pants meant nothing to her. But now, as he came into the room, she saw Uncle Knox' big erection, and she was filled with horror. She'd seen her father nude once, when he lay drunk in bed and she had accidentally walked into the room. He was snoring drunk, and his thing between his legs was limp and tiny. But now she saw her uncle's thing was long and hard, and he was smiling in a way she didn't like. "Uncle Knox," she wailed, "what are you doing to mommy and us?" Knox loved the look of her small body. Though tiny for her age, she was already pushing her tiny breasts out of her chest. He knew for a fact that she had begun having her period, even at her young age, and her tiny nipples puffed seductively out of her thin torso. They looked very suckable, and he bent now and took one in his mouth. They were obviously tender, and the little girl howled and tried to squirm away. But her uncle held her tightly until he had licked and sucked the little pink nipple as much as he wanted. Then he raised up and looked at Ginny, saying, "Uncle Knox is being as good to you as anyone would." The little girl looked puzzled, and he continued. "If I had not rescued you, your mother and your sister, you wouldn't have a roof over your head or food in your belly without all of you whoring yourselves in Savannah. So, I give you a roof, food and protection from the kind of men you'd get on the Savannah waterfront. And you, your mother and sister d! o your whoring for me." This didn't make any sense to the little girl. "But why do you have me tied up without my clothes where that big nigger could see me." "Oh, you are innocent, aren't you, child?" he crooned. "Well, do you know what a whore is?" "It's a bad woman, I think," she said, still looking on the verge of tears. "It's a woman who sells her sex," he said, lightly rubbing her hairless mound, as she squirmed to avoid his touch, "letting men inside of her down here for money. Your momma is a whore who gave me her pussy for my money and a home. That's why she's pregnant with my baby now. And now she's got what she wanted. And now I'm getting what I want." He was now probing with a finger between the girl's labia. She was dry as a bone and doing all she could to avoid his touch. "Stop that, Uncle Knox," she said in the voice of a young girl used to ordering servants. Knox realized she had no idea of her current situation. An idea occurred to him, and he got up and left the room. Little Ginny had a mixture of relief and fear. She was glad he was gone, but she was still tied to the bed, and she didn't know what to expect. She found out in less than ten minutes. Knox returned, his thing still highly erect, but he was followed into the room by the two field hands, Dirk and Forrest, who were leading her mother by a rope around her neck. Her mother was totally naked. Ginny could see her slightly swollen belly where she knew momma's baby was forming. But she could also see that her momma was sweat-soaked. Her hair was damp and lying close to her head. Her breasts were slightly pinkish, though the girl didn't know it was from brutal sucking by the negroes. The hair around her girl thing was damp, and some sort of liquid was running from her girl thing down the insides of her legs. She became immediately filled with dread. "Say hello to your mother, Ginny," Uncle Knox instructed, moving and sitting next to her on the bed. Martha looked at the girl, then at Knox. "Oh god, please, Knox, no more. Just let us go, and I'll say nothing." Knox ignored her. "Your mother has spent the night so far being the whore that she is, and now she will demonstrate for you what a whore does for a living." Knox motioned to Dirk, who grabbed Martha, and as she screamed for mercy, forced her into a kneeling position. Forrest removed his trousers, revealing his huge, black hard-on and got on his knees behind her. He took firm hold of her legs, while Dirk held her shoulders and the rope. Forrest then began working that big black snake into Martha's pussy. She didn't scream anymore, though the pain was tremendous. She was screamed out, and she was so humiliated having this happen in front of her little daughter, that she could only sob quietly as the big nigger pumped in and out of her. It was her fifth rape of the night by black men, and she was near comatose from pain and loathing. Forrest moaned in pleasure, feeling the white pussy he'd wanted for days, since Master had told him he would have it. Though Martha had been stretched by Dirk and Felix, to him she was a tight cunt. And, she was white. He pumped eagerly, adding to Martha's pain. In less than a minute, he grunted loudly, shoved his big cock deep into the white woman, and shot his load deep inside her pregnant pussy. He shot four squirts before he finished, and again, Martha had another involuntary orgasm, clamping on the big black dick and milking it for all she was worth. Ginny watched the scene in total horror, not able to comprehend what she was seeing. Knox decided to help her. "Forrest has just raped your mother. He has shot his cum into her. He can't get her pregnant, because she already has my baby in her belly." He began to fondle her little pussy again, and this time she was too numb to resist. "Now I'm going to give you a choice. You can either let me rape you, for the little whore that you are about to become, or I can let Forrest do to you what he just did to your momma." She looked at him in blank terror. "Uncle Knox?" was all she could say. "I take that as a yes," he said, then turned to Martha, who still was on her knees with a big black dick in her cunt. "I'll let you watch as I deflower your little Ginny." With that, he untied the girl's ankles, spread her thin legs and put his face to her hairless pussy. He thrust his tongue into her eagerly, lapping between her labia, into her pussy hole, and began running in and out of her virgin channel. She screamed in terror, squirming to get away, but he held her tightly, and her hands were still bound. Her uncle's tongue moved back and forth from her hole to her little button. She had no knowledge of what or why he was doing what he was doing, but to her astonishment, it started to feel very good. Some of the tension of terror began to go out of her, replaced by wild sensations when his tongue touched her little button. Then he put a finger in her now-wet hole and began to run it in and out. Then he moved his tongue to her button and concentrated on it. In ! less than 30 seconds after he began that dual operation, her whole body locked in the spasm of her first orgasm. Her back arched, and she let out an almost animal moan as her second, third and fourth orgasms followed directly upon the first. His tongue kept licking her, and her body felt almost like it was on fire. She went limp with desire. Then, suddenly, his tongue was out of her, and he was on his knees between her legs. He untied her hands, and held her arms down. Then his big thing was pressing between the lips of her pussy. "Momma?" she screamed, looking over to where her mother was now standing, more liquid running down her legs. Martha couldn't manage a word. Ginny felt a searing pain in her loins as her uncle shoved his huge thing into her tiny hole. "Ohhhh," she cried, as Knox pushed against her hymen. With a hard push, he broke it, blood flowing immediately onto the sheet beneath the young girl's shapely buttocks. He pushed all the way in, and she screamed something unintelligible, but it meant pain like she'd never felt before. Knox loved the mask of pain on the young girl's face, and as he began to pump her he said, "Get used to this, little Ginny. This is what you'll do for a living from now on. You'll make babies for me, just like your sister. And I'll rape you whenever I want. You'll be just like one of the slaves. And you'll get to watch your momma get raped by the niggers every night." With that, he came hard in the little girl's pussy, as she moaned in agony and confusion. She didn't understand what he was saying, but she knew he was going to do this to her again, and she dreaded the moment. Knox pulled out when he was finished squirting his seed into the little 11 year-old's pussy. Then he turned to Martha. "Now, dear wife, you can clean my dick with your mouth, or I'll have Forrest give you another." Martha was now too far gone to fight. She knelt, negro cum running down her legs in torrents, and presented her mouth to Knox. He stuck his softening prick in her mouth, and she began to lick. "Suck it too," he commanded, and she sealed her lips around his shaft and began to suck and lick. His manhood began to rise immediately, and soon she had swallowed all the blood, pussy juice and cum from his dick. His erection back to life, he pulled from her mouth. "Okay boys," he said to Dirk, "she's all yours until dawn." Dirk led her back to the bedroom where she had come from, his erection already up for some more white pussy. Forrest was erect as well, looking forward to his next entry to the white mistress' tight pussy. Knox locked the door to Ginny's room, leaving her sobbing in a fetal position. Then he headed back to rape Andrea again, and teach her how to suck him back to erection after each rape. There were three of them before he locked her door and went to his own room to sleep. Felix led Dirk and Forrest out at dawn, locking the door on the still-naked and whimpering Martha. Knox slept until noon, then got up to plan his day.