Things were getting tense on the cotton plantation. Slave uprisings were happening across the country, and the two words on everybody's lips were "Underground Railroad." As the master's wife, I didn't believe the slaves had the right to even dream of being free. That kind of life wasn't meant for those people.
When I caught two of our strongest female slaves plotting to run away, I didn't hesitate to make myself known. I didn't think about the fact that it was late at night and no one else was around. They explained to me why they had to leave - the terrible things my husband had done. I told them they were still our property.
But it was two against one. And my power was of no use anymore.
By the time I tried to run, it was already too late.
WARNING: This 5000+ word short story contains mature content, including two black female slaves giving a white slave-owner's wife exactly what she deserves. For adults ONLY!
EXCERPT:
"You a woman, Missus Louisa," Esther said. "You don't got no sympathy for me and the other women?"
My wrists were beginning to ache with the pressure of their strong, dark hands. Their presence so close to me was causing an ache in another part of my body. The same part that had ached earlier that evening. "If what you were saying was true," I said, the words coming out of me only with effort. "But it's all lies. My husband would never do any of that."
They glanced at each other. Even I could tell that sentences were said, decisions were made, in that brief moment. I didn't know, though, what decisions they were.
"Maybe you gon' believe us if you know more about it yourself."
Things were getting tense on the cotton plantation. Slave uprisings were happening across the country, and the two words on everybody's lips were "Underground Railroad." As the master's wife, I didn't believe the slaves had the right to even dream of being free. That kind of life wasn't meant for those people.
When I caught two of our strongest female slaves plotting to run away, I didn't hesitate to make myself known. I didn't think about the fact that it was late at night and no one else was around. They explained to me why they had to leave - the terrible things my husband had done. I told them they were still our property.
But it was two against one. And my power was of no use anymore.
By the time I tried to run, it was already too late.
WARNING: This 5000+ word short story contains mature content, including two black female slaves giving a white slave-owner's wife exactly what she deserves. For adults ONLY!
EXCERPT:
"You a woman, Missus Louisa," Esther said. "You don't got no sympathy for me and the other women?"
My wrists were beginning to ache with the pressure of their strong, dark hands. Their presence so close to me was causing an ache in another part of my body. The same part that had ached earlier that evening. "If what you were saying was true," I said, the words coming out of me only with effort. "But it's all lies. My husband would never do any of that."
They glanced at each other. Even I could tell that sentences were said, decisions were made, in that brief moment. I didn't know, though, what decisions they were.
"Maybe you gon' believe us if you know more about it yourself."
Their Force (Lesbian Interracial Historical Threesome Erotica)
Their Force (Lesbian Interracial Historical Threesome Erotica)
Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940153074221 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | Bebe Lix |
| Publication date: | 01/15/2014 |
| Sold by: | Smashwords |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 152 KB |
| Age Range: | 18 Years |