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Resigned to this latest humiliation, she pulled her tee shirt up over
her head and dropped it into the box as the driver watched. She
slipped off her sandals, unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them down, and
stepped out of them. As she straighten back up and began to unclasp
her bra, she looked back at the driver. His eyes were fixed on her
breasts.
"That's fine, girl," he said, still staring at her chest. "Take your
time, I'm enjoying the show. Don't be too embarrassed. It ain't like
I ain't never seen no nigger's tits before."
She removed her bra, revealing her ample brown breasts to the leering
white man. Finally she slipped her panties off and stood in the back
of the van. Anyone on the sidewalk could see her naked black body if
they looked carefully enough.
"My, but you look good from here, girl! I may just have to get with
you later!" He paused as he continued to appraise the colored girl's
body. "Go ahead and pack those clothes up."
Shanika bent to pick up the clothes on the floor of the van and placed
them in the box under the watchful eye of the driver.
"You know, girl, I ain't never seen no nigger didn't have a fine big
black ass. And you ain't no exception!" he said. "Go on through the
curtain and find a seat. We'll be on our way soon. One more nigger
to go." He closed the door.
She stepped through the curtain and discovered benches on each side of
the van's dimly lit cargo area, with maybe enough room for six on each
bench. Presently there were three women on one bench and one on the
other. Like Shanika, all four were completely nude. They all watched
but none spoke as Shanika sat down next to the lone woman facing the
other three.
Her neighbor was young, no older than twenty, slender with long hair.
She looked away rather than meet Shanika's gaze.
Looking across at the three women on the other bench she was surprised
to see such a resemblance between them. All three were fairly heavy,
lighter skinned women. The older of the three looked to be almost
forty and had very short cut hair. The other two were just teenagers,
eighteen or nineteen years old. Both in long thin braids. They could
easily be related. The older woman looked at the floor while the two
younger ones watched Shanika.
A few minutes later Shanika heard the rear door open and someone
climbed in. "Get those clothes off, girl," she heard the driver say.
"You know the drill." After a minute or so she heard him say, "It's
good to have you back again! I'm definitely going to have me some of
that this time!" Then she heard the door close. Apparently the young
driver watched all his passengers undress for their journey to the
club.
The curtain was pulled aside and a woman about the same age as
Shanika, though much thinner and darker in complexion, stepped in and
sat next to her on the bench. She had close cropped curly hair, very
pronounced African features, small breasts, and narrow hips.
"Hi," said Shanika nervously. She wasn't sure if speaking to the
other girls was allowed. "My name is Shanika. This is my first
time."
"I'm Nydia," the recent arrival replied quietly. "Keep it down, girl.
We ain't s'posed to be talkin'." She paused. "First trip, eh? Why
you here?"
"Mainly I need the money," Shanika replied. "A friend of mine had a
friend who knew a girl that spent a summer at the club. She made as
much in three months as I made in a year even when I had a job. This
girl told my friend's friend that it wasn't so bad and it wasn't like
being some kind of street whore or nothin'.
The van proceeded slowly, stopping and starting frequently. They were
still in traffic.
"No, you ain't gonna get robbed or beat up by a pimp," said Nydia.
"But you will be spreadin' those legs for the white men. Spreadin'
those lips and that ass, too. It's a lot safer than bein' some 'ho,
and you get to keep yo' money, but you got to be a slave to those
white men. They do what they like and you do like they say. They
like to fuck and they like you to suck.
"They all different. Some just want to stick they dicks in you. Some
like to make you crawl around like a dog. Some like to slap you
around some. The club don't let 'em beat you bad, but you will get
yo' face slapped and yo' ass whipped.
"Once, one of 'em whupped my ass with a switch, turn me 'round,
whupped my tits, then my thighs, an' between my legs. Girl, it hurt
bad! They was welts all over me! I was cryin' an' beggin' him to
stop an' he pushed me on the ground, shoved his dick in me and started
fuckin' the shit out of my poor whupped pussy! So I kept beggin' him,
'Please, Massa, don't hurt yo' nigger no mo'! You hurtin' yo'
nigger's pussy so bad, Massa! Please, have mercy on yo' nigger!'
Well, that got him so hot he 'bout 'sploded in me right away. Then he
pulled out of me and stood up. I couldn't believe it when he stood
there and started pissin' on me!
"He peed on you?" Shanika was incredulous.
"Shit, yeah," replied Nydia. "And it burned like hell where he'd been
whuppin' me with that switch. He had another girl take me and hose me
off. That was the worst I ever got while I was there. The club
wouldn't let 'em do much more than that."
Now the van picked up speed. They must be on the interstate now,
thought Shanika.
"How come you're going back, then?" she asked.
"Well, you ain't gonna believe this, girl," Nydia said, "the money's
good and all that, but sometimes at night I be thinkin' about that
time that white man whupped me and fucked me and I's just some nigger
bitch to him. I think about that and my coochie starts to tingle and
I gets to playin' with it... I can't explain it, but I want to go
back and feel that way again. I can't tell nobody, but I got off on
bein' a nigger for the white man."
Shanika felt a wetness between her legs. Nydia's story was getting
her excited. She was surprised at herself, but then she remembered
how she felt yesterday, presenting herself to Mr. Richards. That got
her hot. And Debbie! That white bitch! But she liked the way it
felt when Debbie's hand was between her legs, her finger probing her
black pussy as she stood naked and vulnerable in front of the younger,
professionally attired white girl.
Shanika noticed that the other women were listening to Nydia. Even
the girl on the other side of Shanika on the bench had turned to hear
her. The older light skinned woman sitting across from her didn't
seem to be paying attention, but the two younger girls were hanging on
every word.
Finally, one of the younger girls broke the silence. "Did you really
like it?" she asked. "How could you like it when that man hurt you
like that?"
"Like I say, I can't explain it," Nydia looked her in the eye. "Maybe
you'll find out for yo'self."
The younger girl looked around. "My name is Traleen, and this is my
sister, Shonelle," she said, indicating the other young girl. "And
this is my Aunt Geraldine." The older woman quickly glanced around at
the others as she was introduced.
"We live with Geraldine now," continued Traleen. "She told us about
the club and how we could be set for a year if we just stayed there a
month! She's been there a few times and said it wasn't too bad, but I
never heard 'bout nothin' like you was just sayin'"
"How old are you, girl?" asked Nydia.
"I'm eighteen," said Traleen. Shonelle nodded in agreement.
Shonelle asked the long haired girl, "What's your name?"
"Leesha," she said without looking at her. Leesha was alone in her
thoughts.
They rode on in silence. Finally she could tell they were off the
interstate. It must be a rural road, she thought, since they didn't
seem to slow down. Fifteen minutes later the van slowed and turned
off the road. This new road was rough, perhaps unpaved. They stopped
and they heard the rear door open.
The driver pulled the curtain aside, and stepped between the benches.
Bright daylight streamed in the open door making it difficult for
Shanika to see. "We're at the club now," he announced. "Until you
are sold, you will be chained." He opened a foot locker that was on
the floor of the van. It contained steel collars, cuffs, and chains.
"Take a collar and put it on. Cuffs go on your wrists and ankles," he
said. "I'll take care of chainin' y'all up."
Shanika stepped to the foot locker and removed a collar. It was cold
and heavy. It had a hinge on one side and a clasp on the other.
Several eye bolts were attached to the outside of it. She opened it
and closed it around her neck, fastening the clasp. The cuffs were
similar, though of course smaller. She attached one to each of her
ankles and wrists. The other women did the same while the driver
supervised them.
"Ok. You first," he indicated Nydia, "come here."
Nydia stood and stepped forward. The driver took a short chain about
two feet long and connected each end to one of Nydia's ankle cuffs.
Next he fastened the two wrist cuffs together in front of her with a
short chain only a few inches long. Finally he clipped a chain on the
front of her collar.
Shanika watched in fascinated horror as Nydia was placed in chains,
realizing that the same fate awaited her. "You're next," he said to
Shanika. She stood quietly as he attached the chain between her
ankles. He had Shanika hold her hands outstretched and fastened them
together as he had Nydia. Finally he attached a longer length of
chain to her collar.
"Now you," he said.
Leesha stood up. The pretty black girl stood passively as he attached
the chain between her ankle cuffs and fastened the wrist cuffs
together with a short chain in front of her. The chains jingled as
the young woman shifted on her feet while he attached the chain that
connected to her collar.
The women waited quietly and patiently as the driver repeated the
procedure on each one.
When he was finished, he turned back to Leesha. "On you knees,
nigger," he ordered. The girl had a puzzled look on her face.
Whap! He gave her an open handed slap across the face. "Get on your
fuckin' knees!" The other women all watched as the long haired girl
got on her knees on the floor.
"They don't like me using the niggers' pussies," he explained as he
unzipped his fly and dropped his pants to his knees revealing his
fully erect white cock. "Chaining you bitches up always gets me hard
and I'm gonna bust a nut in your mouth." He put the tip of his cock
at Leesha's lips. "Suck it, nigger!"
Her lips parted and the driver's dick slipped into her mouth. The
other captive women watched as Leesha's head bobbed up and down on his
stiff white cock. Her sucking made slurping sounds as he grunted and
began thrusting into her mouth. Her chains jingled to the rhythm as
he fucked the black girl's face. He quickened the pace of his thrusts
and the girl made gagging sounds. "Oh, yeah!" he cried, "that's the
way. Suck it good, bitch. Ah! Here it comes!"
He grabbed her head by the hair and his whole body stiffened
momentarily before he started ejaculating in the girl's throat. She
tried to swallow, but started choking on the white cock in her mouth.
He pulled out and semen dripped from her lips and onto her breasts.
"You better learn to do what the fuck you're told, you dumb nigger.
When you're told to suck, you'll fuckin' do it or get the shit slapped
out of you," he said as he pulled up his pants.
He then turned to Geraldine and attached the end of her collar chain
to the back of Shonelle's collar. Next he connected Shonelle's chain
to the back of Traleen's. Traleen's to Nydia's and Nydia's to
Shanika's and finally Shanika's chain to the back of Leesha's collar
as she continued to cough and sputter, his cum all over her face and
breasts.
The driver led the slave girls, now daisy chained together, through
the door to the outside. Shanika was scared by the scene she'd just
witnessed, though part of her wondered why he hadn't chosen her for
his use.
Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal <bboy4x@yahoo.com>
Chapter 3 - The Auction
The light was even brighter outside and Shanika was momentarily unable
to see. She heard her chains clank and jangle as she stumbled out the
door and onto a dusty stretch of ground. As her eyes adjusted to the
light she saw that a few white men had gathered to watch the new
slaves be unloaded.
She could feel the heat of the sun on her naked dark colored flesh. A
light breeze blew against her skin, providing a little relief. She
looked around, trying to see past the men who were checking out the
new arrivals.
She was on the edge of a large dusty courtyard. What appeared to be a
weathered looking barn sat to the right side and a larger two storied
white clapboard sided building was on the left. On the far side
opposite where she stood Shanika saw several rows of wooden benches
set in two sections with an aisle between them. At the head of the
aisle was a raised platform with steps leading up to it. On the
platform was a podium and what appeared to be another, smaller
platform also with steps leading up to it. There was a table
immediately to the left of the platform. Beyond the platform was a
path that led into a wooded are. A few cabins were visible there.
Shanika saw Yolanda and Mr. Richards, whom she'd met at the office
yesterday, approaching them. Richards walked slowly past the line of
chained colored girls, looking each one over, smiling and shaking his
head as saw Leesha's cum drenched face.
"Ok, get these niggers into the barn and get 'em ready," he said to
Yolanda. "Some of the boys are already chompin' at the bit to check
'em out so hurry it up. Get rid of the bushes. Leave the braids on
those two light skinned bitches, I like 'em, but I want the others
shorn."
"Yes, Massa," Yolanda replied and jerked the chain attached to the
first girl's collar. "Let's go," she ordered and led the slave girls
into the low building. Shanika shuffled along as the chain between
her ankles didn't allow her walk normally. Her eyes fixed on Leesha's
shapely black ass.
"Well, well," said Yolanda to the long haired girl, the cum starting
to dry on her face and breasts, "I see Massa Steve likes you best!"
Shanika watched as Yolanda detached her chain from Leesha's collar and
led the pretty slave girl to a low walled stall with a wooden stool in
it. She couldn't see what was going on, but she could hear the buzz
of electric hair clippers. After a few minutes the girl was led back
out, her hair cropped to her scalp, her pussy freshly shaved, and
tears running down her cheeks.
Yolanda led Leesha to another stall where there was a hose and bucket
of soapy water. She took a brush from the bucket and proceeded to
scrub the girl's dark brown body from head to toe. Shanika could see
her flinch as the brush touched her nipples and between her legs.
Replacing the brush into the bucket, she hosed her down. Finally she
returned the dripping girl to where the others stood and watched.
Without her long hair it was hard to believe she was the same girl.
"All right, missy, your turn," Yolanda said. She released Shanika's
collar from the chain of the girl behind her and led her to the stall.
"Sit," she said as if talking to a dog. She proceeded to cut off
Shanika's hair. She had never worn her hair so short, she felt the
sensation of cool air on her scalp.
"Stand now," ordered Yolanda. She traded places with Shanika and sat
on the stool herself. Yolanda used the clippers to shear the negro
slave girl's pubic hair off. Next she produced a razor and shaving
cream and shaved her pussy smooth. Shanika had never been more naked
in her life. She was then led to the next stall.
"Do you have to pee?" asked Yolanda. It had been long trip and she
hadn't relieved herself since she left home what seemed so long ago.
"Yes," she replied. "Where do I go?"
"Right here!" she laughed. "Where do you think you are, missy? If
you've gotta pee, you better squat over the drain and let it go. You
won't have another chance for a while."
Shanika hadn't prepared herself for this indignity. Not only was she
to be led around naked by a chain like some kind of animal, but she
would have to relieve herself with an audience. "Well? Get on with
it!" Yolanda said impatiently.
Finally Shanika squatted over the drain as instructed. She could hear
the sound of her urine splashing on the concrete floor near the drain.
She stood when she was finished, but she couldn't look at Yolanda even
as she got the brush out of the bucket and started scrubbing her down.
The brush was rough and it hurt her skin. She winced as she felt the
stiff bristles on her sensitive nipples. Yolanda continued to scrub
her, almost as if she was washing a car. "Spread those legs," she
ordered. "The Massas don't like a nasty coochie." Shanika did as she
was told and spread her legs, exposing her sensitive sex to the harsh
bristles. The scrubbing left her skin feeling raw.
Yolanda worked down her legs and then hosed her off with cold water.
Her nipples hardened and she broke out in goose flesh. She was
thoroughly humiliated by this treatment. Naked, virtually hairless,
forced to urinate in front of Yolanda, and finally hosed off like a
farm animal. She wondered what she must look like now.
Yolanda led Shanika by her collar chain back to where the other black
girls were standing. She took Nydia next, and one by one Shanika
watched as her fellow slaves were shorn, shaved, and scrubbed. Only
Shonelle and Traleen were spared the shearing since Mr. Richards liked
their braids.
"Time for you to look pretty," Yolanda told them as she reconnected
the daisy chain of collared slave girls. "The auction will be held
once the bidders have had a chance to look you all over." She led
them out into the courtyard. Again Shanika couldn't see immediately
as her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight. The sun felt good on her
naked flesh, warming her after being hosed down with cold water.
There were eye bolts mounted as anchors every ten feet or so on the
side of the barn they had just come out of. There was a wooden stool
at each station. One by one Yolanda disconnected a slave's collar
chain and attached it to an anchor until all six women were so
chained.
Yolanda walked away as two men approached, looking over the human
merchandise. They were immediately drawn to Leesha, who stood
seemingly unaware of her surroundings. Probably still stunned over
the loss of her hair and the earlier rape of her mouth by the driver.
Then they walked over to Shanika. "This nigger is kind of chunky,
don't you think, Dave?" asked the first man.
"Yeah, but she's got a nice pair of boobs," replied the second. Then
to Shanika, "Turn around, nigger. Let's see that black ass."
Shanika shuffled her feet and turned around to display her ass for the
two men.
"Bend over so I can see the goods, proper like," said Dave.
She did as she was told. She couldn't spread her legs too far apart
because of the chain.
"Shit, man, I can't hardly see her cunt! Fucking chain won't let her
legs spread out. Sit down and spread those legs, nigger. I want a
better look at that coochie." She sat and spread her legs to show the
men her freshly shaved pussy.
"That's more like it!" said Dave. "I like this one's pussy, Rick.
Sometimes they're too pink. I like a nigger with nice black pussy
lips like this bitch here."
"Yeah, not bad. Not bad at all," replied Rick. "I still want to
check out those fat light skinned niggers, though. Eddie says the old
bitch's the mother of two young ones!"
"No shit!" exclaimed Dave. "Man, wouldn't that be sweet? I'd fuck
the daughter while her mama sucks my balls! I bet they sell 'em as a
set, what do you think?"
"If they do, they won't be cheap."
The two men lost interest in Shanika after a moment as she displayed
her most intimate parts to them. They wandered off to look at Nydia
who was attached to the station next to Shanika, a few yards away.
She watched as they had that girl turn for them then sit and spread
her legs as Shanika had done for them.
After a few minutes another man walked over to where Shanika sat. He
was middle aged and balding.
"Stand up, nigger," he said. Shanika struggled to her feet under the
man's gaze.
"You know how to suck cock?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
"Any good at it?" he smirked.
"Yes, sir, I can suck cock good."
"Ever take a cock up the ass?"
"No, sir. Never."
"I may just put in a bid on you. Get me a piece of that fat black ass
of yours. I bet it's nice and tight since it ain't been fucked. You
ain't lying to me are you, nigger?"
"No, sir. I ain't lying." Shanika wished this man would go away. It
was bad enough to be displayed like this without this disgusting white
man going on about fucking her up the ass.
"Bend over and spread your cheeks so I can see for myself just how
virgin that black asshole is."
She did as he asked, turning, bending over, and spreading her ass
cheeks for him. After a minute of not hearing anything further from
him she looked around behind her only to discover he had moved over to
check out Nydia. Shanika stood, waiting for the next potential buyer.
After a minute or two a couple approached. It was Debbie from
Mr. Richards office and a young white man she hadn't seen before.
"This nigger's hot, Bobby," said Debbie. "She came out of Uncle
Carl's office yesterday all hot and bothered. I mean I could smell
her pussy from across the room. I know he doesn't fuck the niggers
when he interviews 'em, so she must have just been gettin' off
prancin' around naked for him."
"No shit!" Bobby replied to Debbie, but his eyes were fixed on
Shanika's nude black body.
"No shit. I checked her cunt and it was drippin'! Fuckin' nigger
started humping my hand she was so horny!" Debbie smirked at Shanika
who hung her head in shame as the young white couple talked about her
as if she wasn't there.
"Damn!" exclaimed Bobby still staring at Shanika's bare breasts. "You
mean you fingered her pussy? I didn't know you liked girls."
"Jesus, Bobby!" Debbie rolled her eyes. "It's not that I like girls.
There's just something about playin' with some horny nigger like that.
She can't do shit about it. Just take it and like it. It's just the
power, I guess. The power to do what I want with her and make her do
shit. That's what I like. Don't you?"
"Yeah, I like that," said Bobby. "I want to buy her, Debbie. Buy her
and fuck her. Is that ok with you? I mean it's not like I'm fucking
some other girl or anything. She's just some nigger. It's almost
like whacking off."
"Oh, I think you'd like that pussy better'n your hand!" laughed
Debbie. "Go ahead. Buy the nigger and fuck her if you want. But let
me play with her, too."
Debbie looked Shanika in the eye and licked her lips. "So would you
like that, girl? Want me to play with that pussy?"
Shanika cast her eyes down. "Yes, ma'am."
"How about my boyfriend fucks me and then you eat me?" Debbie asked.
"You want to suck my pussy, you nigger dyke?"
Shanika looked around without looking either of them in the eye.
"Yes, ma'am." She could see Bobby shifting uncomfortably, trying to
hide his hard on.
"Yes, ma'am, what, you stupid bitch?" Debbie was enjoying humiliating
the black slave girl.
"Yes, ma'am, I want to suck your pussy."
Debbie laughed. "I bet you do." She turned to Bobby. "Let's go
check out the others."
Debbie and Bobby walked over to torment Leesha leaving Shanika alone
for the moment.
Another young white man approached Shanika. He was alone and just
stood drinking in the vision of the naked black slave girl.
"Hi, there," he said. "What's your name?"
She didn't think she could be surprised by anything, but this question
did it. "Shanika, sir."
"Hi, Shanika. I'm Roy. Is this your first time here? I don't think
I've seen you before."
"Yes, sir."
"I think you're pretty. Do you mind having to be naked outside here
with all these guys looking at you?"
"No, sir."
"I was thinking of bidding on you," said Roy. "Would you lift your
arms and put your hands behind your head for me? I really like the
way that makes a woman's breasts hang. You've got such beautiful
breasts."
Shanika did as Roy asked and put her hands behind her head.
"That's hot. I love that pose. Could you get on you knees like that?
And spread you legs? That's my favorite pose for a girl."
She kneeled down before Roy, spreading her legs as far as she could
for him.
Roy reached in his pants to adjust his hard on. "Man, that's hot!
You are so hot! If I put in the high bid for you, do you think I
could, you know, do it with you?"
"Yes, sir," Shanika said, looking up at him from her knees. "You
could do whatever you wanted with me. I'd be your slave."
"Wow, that would be great!" exclaimed Roy. "Just what could I do with
you?"
"You could do anything, sir. You could fuck me. In my pussy. In my
mouth. In my ass. Between my tits. Anything."
"Would you like that? Would you want me to do that to you?" asked
Roy.
"Yes, sir," she replied, "I'd like that."
"So, how come you're a slave?" he asked.
"Because I'm a nigger, sir."
"I better go. I'll be bidding on you, Shanika."
"Thank you, sir." Shanika watched from her knees as Roy walked off.
The sun continued to beat down on the chained slave girls. Yolanda
appeared carrying a bucket of water. She offered a cup of water to
each girl. When it was her turn Shanika gulped the water down
greedily, holding the cup in her cuffed hands. She hadn't realized
how thirsty she was. Yolanda scooped another cup of water for her and
then went to Nydia with the water bucket leaving Shanika alone again.
Shanika saw that there were more men here now. Occasionally another
slave was led by and fastened to an empty station. She hadn't seen
these girls before and she imagined that they had already been here
for awhile and were about to be resold. Some were young, not even
twenty. She saw a skinny woman with short cropped hair and small
droopy breasts who had to be old enough to be Shanika's mother being
led by. A couple of them were quite fat with huge breasts. One was
pregnant. All were black and naked except for their chains. She
noticed that all of them drew interest where they were on display for
potential buyers.
In the center of the courtyard, the benches were beginning to fill
with the white men and the occasional white woman who had been
inspecting the displayed slaves.
Mr. Richards stepped to the podium. "All right, folks. Get to your
seats. We're going to start with the short term sales. All bids on
these niggers are for a day. After that we'll move on to longer
terms. We'll start in ten minutes."
The white folks continued to take their seats. Shanika again felt a
knot in her stomach. She had just spent a couple of hours naked in
the hot sun, her private parts on display to these white strangers,
many of whom talked about her and her body amongst themselves as if
she wasn't there hearing every word. That experience had been
humiliating enough, but now she was to be sold like livestock to
whoever would pay the most for a day of her forced servitude. Her
body to be used for their pleasure like some kind of fuck toy.
Yolanda came for Leesha first. She unclipped her chain from the
anchor and led her through the crowd to the platform. Leesha looked
scared and just looked down at her feet as she climbed the stairs to
the platform and then again up the stairs to the block where all could
see her fine naked body. She raised her arms and placed her hands
behind her head, looking down the whole time.
"Ok," said Mr. Richards. "Let's begin. Now this nigger is a first
time slave. Nice and young the way I know you like 'em. Just look at
these tits! Firm and full. Fine tight ass, nice figure. I bet she's
got a sweet pussy on her, too. I'm gonna start her off at 100. Do I
hear 100?" A hand went up.
"I've got 100, how about 125? 125?" Another hand went up. The
bidding continued until Leesha went for 400 to the fat man who asked
Shanika if she'd ever been fucked in the ass. Shanika knew what he
had in mind for Leesha.
Leesha's expression didn't change as Yolanda led her down the steps
and presented her charge to her new owner, who led her away into the
big house to enjoy his purchase.
Next up was a big black girl who might have been in her early twenties
or younger. Each of her breasts was almost as big as her head, the
dark areolas were so big she probably couldn't completely cover them
with her hand. Her massive mammaries and big black ass shook as
Yolanda led her up the stairs to the block. Her thighs were so big
that her shaved pussy was barely visible as she displayed herself to
the bidders.
The bidding got up to 500. A grey haired white man, who wasn't much
more than half the slave girl's weight, stepped forward to claim her.
He smiled happily as he led the big colored girl towards the main
house, her black ass shaking and her chains jingling as she shuffled
behind him.
The auction continued. Yolanda had gone over to the display area and
returned to the platform leading a skinny dark colored woman with
small sagging breasts, who looked to be in her forties. She hung her
head down as she displayed her body to the bidders, hands behind her
head, legs spread as far as her ankle chains would allow. The opening
bid of 100 wasn't met and she went for 50 to heavy set white man in a
plaid shirt and overalls.
The poor negress suffered more indignity when the man forced her to
follow him like a dog on her hands and knees across the dusty
courtyard as he pulled on her chain. She had difficulty keeping up
with him with her wrists chained together. Her chains rattled and her
drooping breasts swung as she crawled. She fell forward into the dirt
a couple of times making her new master wait as she struggled back to
her hands and knees.
A slender girl who looked more Asian than African in spite of her
brown skin fetched 400. A pair of college aged white boys seemed
eager to enjoy their purchase as they went into the woods towards the
cabins. The one holding her chain tugged at the petite girl hard
enough that she stumbled on her tethered ankles several times as they
led her away.
A pregnant slave girl who was black as onyx went for 300 to a well
dressed young man about Shanika's age. He rubbed the negro girl's
bulging belly and squeezed her swollen breasts as she stood passively
with her eyes downcast before taking her off to serve his pleasure.
Yolanda then came for Shanika. She heard her chains jingle as Yolanda
led her, shuffling towards the platform and up the stairs onto the
block. "Raise your arms, hands behind head, legs spread" whispered
Yolanda. Shanika complied.
Mr. Richards began again. "This is one fine negress here boys. She's
hot to trot I can tell you. You fellas who like a real nigger type
are gonna love her. Just check out these big ol' titties! Look at
the size of the nips on 'em! Yeah, she's got a bit of a belly on her,
but, man, that ass! She's ready to fuck, I'm tellin' you! Let's
start her off at 100. How about 100?"
The sun shone in Shanika's eyes and she couldn't make out who was
bidding on her.
"Ok, 100. 125?" Mr. Richards continued. "I've got 125, who'll go
150?, 150, who'll go 175, ok, 200? 200, good, 225? 225 it is, how
about $250? 250? This nigger is a fine one, boys, I ain't lyin'.
Let me here 250!"
There was a pause in the bidding. Shanika strained to see who was
bidding. "225 once. 225 twice. Sold for 225!"
Shanika had just been sold.
Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal <bboy4x@yahoo.com>
Chapter 4 - The First Master
Yolanda led Shanika down the steps to the front of the platform. The
chain connecting her ankles clanked on the steps. Her new owner, her
new master, was facing away from her, signing a slip of paper.
He turned to face his purchase, his new black slave girl. Shanika was
relieved to see it was Roy. Yolanda handed him the chain. "What do
you say, girl?" she whispered to Shanika.
"Thank you for buying me, Master," she said to Roy, eyes downcast.
"It's my pleasure," he replied as he led her off into the woods. "You
may address me as Massa now that you're my nigger. I'm also partial
to that down home style of speech from my niggers. It would please me
to hear if from you while you're in my possession."
"Yes, Massa. I do my best fo' you, Massa." Shanika felt silly
talking this way, but she wanted to please her new master.
"Good girl!" said Roy. "I've got a cabin for us this way," he said
and tugged on her chain causing her to stumble. After a short while
they came to the cabin. It appeared to be a small one room cabin made
of weathered wooden planks in a clearing. It had a front porch.
As he led her into the clearing he turned to Shanika. "I expect I'll
be enjoying you for some time once we're inside. If you need to
relieve yourself, better do it now before we go in."
"Where, Massa? I do needs to pee."
"Why, right here!" he replied. "Niggers can just go in the woods.
Now hurry it up, I'm anxious to get started on you."
Shanika squatted and peed on the dusty ground. Her urine splashed on
the ankle chain and flowed into a puddle between her feet as her
master watched. She stood, embarrassed, when she was through.
"That's a good girl. Now let's go inside."
Roy led Shanika into the cabin. There was a table, a couple of
chairs, and a bed. Roy sat in a chair and pulled Shanika's towards
him by the chain on her collar. He unfastened her wrists and removed
the cuffs, placing them on the table. Next he removed her ankle
cuffs, leaving them on the floor.
"That's better," he said to himself. Then to Shanika, "I think I'll
just leave the collar on. There's something about a chained nigger
bitch that makes me just want to put my cock in her. Turn around,
face the bed, and bend over. Spread those legs wide."
Shanika complied. She bent over, resting her body on the bed,
spreading her legs as wide apart as she could.
"Excellent!" She felt his hand on her ass. Gently caressing her
chocolate colored flesh. He rubbed on each cheek briefly before his
hand drifted down between her legs and started rubbing on her bald
pussy. She trembled slightly as he pushed a finger into her and then
out again.
"You are one hot nigger bitch all right. Your pussy is sopping! You
love this, don't you?"
"Yes, Massa, Ah sho' do." she heard him UN zip his pants.
"You are so fucking hot that I just can't wait any more to try out
that black pussy. I probably won't last long. You won't mind too
much, I hope?"
"No, suh, Massa. You jes use your nigger's pussy how ever you like."
She felt him enter her easily, she was so wet. He started slowly, but
in a few seconds he was slamming his white cock into her black cunt so
fast and hard that she could here the slapping sound of flesh on flesh
along with the creaking of the bed supporting her. In less than a
minute, before she even had a chance to begin to reach a climax, she
heard him grunt and felt him cumming in her. As he pulled out she
heard him collapse back into the chair.
"You've got a sweet pussy all right, girl. Why don't you just stay
like that for me for now. Your big black ass is a fine sight."
"Thank you, Massa. I is glad you happy wit' me." Shanika stayed bent
over, displaying her ass and freshly fucked pussy for her new master.
The scent of her musk was in the air and she could feel his warm semen
mixed with her own juices running down her legs.
After a time, as the cum was drying on her black skin, he was ready
for some more fun with his new slave girl.
"Why don't you turn around and kneel before me?" asked Roy. Shanika
stood, her joints a little stiff. She turned and knelt at her white
master's feet. "Keep those legs spread for me," he said.
The chain from her collar rattled on the floor as she settled on her
knees, spreading her legs as far as she could for him. He reached out
with one of his legs and rubbed her pussy with the top of his foot.
Her cunt was still wet and sticky from the quick fucking it got
earlier.
"Good girl. Now arms up, hands behind head, mouth open. This is how
a nigger slave should display herself for her master," he explained.
Sitting up in his chair he reached out with his hand and caressed her
face and ran the palm of his hand over the stubble that had been her
hair. She watched his face with her dark brown eyes as he used his
finger to trace her lips and then her chin. His hand moved down to
her breasts and he gave one a squeeze before he took the thick black
nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She gasped as he pinched it
painfully. She saw him smile at her reaction and pulled her nipple,
lifting her breast. He reached his other hand to her other breast and
took that nipple in the same manner, lifting both breasts, pinching
both nipples.
"Does that hurt?" he asked.
"Yes, Massa, a little," she responded, still looking into his face.
He pulled harder, stretching her black tits out from her body.
"How about that?"
"Ah! Yes, Massa, it hurts."
He then twisted both nipples at once. Shanika cried out in pain.
"Shhh," he said softly as he continued to man handle the colored
girl's mammaries. Shanika tried to endure the pain quietly, but
grunted and moaned occasionally. He looked up from her breasts and
into her eyes. "You're my nigger whore, aren't you?"
"Yes, suh, Massa. I is yo' nigger ho'." Her eyes were tear-ring up,
it was hard for her to maintain her posture.
"I like hurting nigger girls like you. I hope you don't mind," he
said.
"No, suh, Massa. You do like you want."
He gave her nips one last tug, causing her to cry out again, and let
go.
"Now I'd like you to suck my cock. Suck it like the nigger bitch you
are." He moved forward in the chair, giving her access to his stiff
white rod. Shanika bent forward and took the head of it between her
dark brown lips.
"Go ahead and use your hands, girl. You know how to suck a white
man's cock." She moved her hands from behind her head, her shoulders
were stiff from having held her display position for so long. She put
one hand around the base of his cock and gently rubbed his balls with
the other. She bobbed her head up and down on it, stopping to lick it
every once in awhile with her wet pink tongue. She could taste her
pussy juice on it still.
"That's it, girl. I knew you were a cock sucking nigger whore. Just
the kind of nigger I like best." He was loving the feel of the
colored girl's mouth on his white dick, the sound of her slurping at
it. Having just fucked her, he was in no danger of cumming soon and
ending the pleasure he was enjoying. His slave continued to eagerly
service him as he held her stubble covered head in his hands. The
sound of her chain rattling gently which each thrust of his dick into
her mouth reminded both of them of her status as slave. A slave to be
used for his pleasure.
"Ok, that's enough sucking for now," he said. She let his cock slide
out of her mouth and looked up at him with her big brown eyes. Saliva
drooling from her lips and chin. He took her chain is his hand and
stood up. He pulled on the chain, lifting her to her feet.
"Bend over and present your nigger ass to me," he ordered. As she
bent over she heard him stepping out of his pants.
"I'm going to take my hand to your black ass now. Is that all right
with you?" he asked.
"Yes, Massa, please beat my nigger ass." Shanika knew that this would
hurt. She wished he'd just do it instead of asking her like that.
Actually having to ask for this treatment just added to the
humiliation of the entire scene, but that's probably what he had in
mind, she thought.
Whap! Whap! He slapped each cheek. Shanika had to restrain herself
to keep from trying to cover her poor sore ass with her hands. Whap!
Another slap on the same spot as a previous one. She couldn't help
but cry out.
"Just a couple more," he promised. "I just want to warm it up a
little, that's all."
Whap! Whap! Whap! Her tears were flowing freely now, her ass was on
fire from the spanking.
"There, there," he said running his hand gently over her ass. He
could feel the heat and could see the hand prints he left. "That
wasn't so bad, was it?"
"No, Massa," she sobbed.
"Shall I continue?" he teased. "I'm really enjoying this."
No more! she thought. But she said, "yes, Massa. Please beat on my
ass some more." She choked back the sobs as she spoke.
"Well, I think I'll stop for now anyways, but it's sweet of you to
offer. Why don't you come here and sit in my lap?" He sat in the
chair and held his arms out for her. Shanika stood and gingerly sat
in his lap. Here eyes were red and tears rolled down her cheeks. She
was still sniveling and her nose was running. He reached over to
where he'd dropped his pants and produced a handkerchief from the
pocket and offered it to her. She wiped her face and blew her nose.
"Thank you, Massa," she said.
"I thought you took that very well for a first time slave girl," he
praised her. He held her until she seemed to have recovered from the
ordeal.
"Ok, time to get on the bed," he announced. They stood and Shanika
sat on the bed. Roy pushed her on her back. "Grab your legs behind
your knees and spread 'em out for me." She did as instructed, holding
her legs apart, splaying her black pussy for him obscenely. She could
feel the cool air on her cunt and and asshole. He admired the view of
her bald nigger gash and her welt covered ass.
"Tell me again what you are and what you're for. I never get tired of
hearing it."
She looked up at him from between her spread legs. "I is yo' nigger
'ho, Massa. Yo' cocksuckin' nigger 'ho. I is fo' you to fuck. Dats
all, Massa. I is a nigger slut fo' you to fuck how you want."
"Have you ever been had your pussy spanked?" he asked nonchalantly.
"I'd love to smack that cunt up a little before I fuck it."
"No, Massa, never." Shanika was a little scared at this. Her ass was
burning from the beating and her breasts were still sore from the
treatment they'd just received.
"Just a couple to warm it up, that's all. Is that ok?" he asked.
"Yes, Massa, please beat yo' nigger's pussy." She felt herself
starting to cry again even though he hadn't started on her sensitive
sex.
Whap! Whap! Both blows landed right between her legs, but she
continued to hold her legs back, offering up her womanhood to his open
hand.
"All right. You've had enough now," he said. She flinched when he
put his hand between her spread legs. Her pussy lips were red and
swollen. Her cunt was hot from the spanking.
"Ok, you can let go of your legs now," he said, removing his hand.
She lowered her legs and squeezed them together in an effort to ease
the pain.
"I know I'm a bastard for this, but seeing you like this, the hand
prints on your body, and where they are, I've just got to fuck you.
Would that be ok?" he asked.
Her poor pussy was burning still and he wanted to stick his dick in
her! How could he take such pleasure in her discomfort? But she knew
what her answer had to be.
"Yes, Massa. Please use my pussy," she said, her eyes wet with tears.
She opened her legs to give him access so he could mount her.
"Good girl," he said as he climbed between her legs. She cried out as
he pushed his hard white cock up her sore black pussy. "Shhh," he
murmured quietly, "hush now, girl." He started gently thrusting into
her abused cunt.
He kissed her face as he slowly began to pick up the pace. She
whimpered as he started to pound into her harder and harder. He
kissed her on the lips but she was lost in a mix of pain and the
beginnings of arousal and didn't kiss back. Her moaning grew louder
as he fucked her harder still kissing her unresponsive lips until
finally he could hold back no longer thrusting his hard white cock
deep inside the poor black slave girl, filling her with his seed.
He lay on top of her for awhile before he got up and dressed.
Shanika, sore and unsatisfied lay on the bed, semen dripping out of
her pussy onto the bed sheets. Her thighs exhibiting several hand
prints from the spanking she'd endured. She knew she was just a
nigger to be used, and she had just been well used indeed.
"You're kind of a mess, girl. Let's take you outside and clean you up
some."
Shanika got up from the bed. Roy took her chain in his hand and led
her out the door and down the steps into the clearing. It was
twilight and the air was much cooler than earlier in the day. They
had walked almost to the tree line when Roy spoke to her.
"I want to make sure you understand your place as my nigger. Get down
on the ground. On your knees. Display yourself like I told you."
Shanika kneeled in the dirt facing her white master. She spread her
legs and placed her hands behind her head.
"Open that mouth, girl," he instructed as he unzipped his fly.
She knew what was coming next, but obediently did as she was told.
Roy took his cock out and hit Shanika in the face with a blast of warm
urine. She closed her eyes as the stream hit her forehead. He aimed
lower, directly into her open mouth. She sputtered and choked as he
emptied his bladder in the slave girl's black face. As the stream
subsided it went lower on her body, her breasts, then her belly.
Rather than shake it off, Roy stepped forward his crotch in her face.
"Clean it off, nigger," he demanded. She licked the tip of his now
flaccid cock with her pink tongue and then took it between her lips,
sucking gently. He stepped back and his dick popped out of the slave
girl's mouth. He pushed it back into his pants zipped his fly.
"Ahh," he signed. "The pause that refreshes!" He reached for the
chain and jerked her to her feet. "Now to get you cleaned up!"
He led her through the woods back to the main area. It was dark in
the woods and Shanika stumbled often. She was wet with her master's
piss and she could taste it in her mouth.
At last they reached the main building. It was lighter there in the
clear and the outside lights were on. Several white men were standing
around near the side of the building along with a white woman and a
couple of naked black slave girls. They all watched as Roy led
Shanika in their direction. As they drew nearer, Shanika recognized
Debbie as the the white girl as well as Shonelle and Traleen, the
teenage sisters who had arrived with her earlier that same day, so
long ago.
"Damn, Roy!" exclaimed one of the men. "I see you went to town on
this nigger!" Debbie and the white men smirked at Shanika while
Shonelle and Traleen looked down, embarrassed for her. Shanika was
wet and reeked of urine and semen ran down her leg from her well used
and abused pussy.
"Just came by to hose this nigger off!" Roy replied. He led Shanika
to where a garden hose was attached to a spigot on the side of the
building. Dropping her chain he picked up the hose and turned on the
water. Starting with her head, Roy sprayed black girl up and down
with the cold water. She sputtered some as he hosed her face. The
force of the water was hard and it hurt her tender breasts.
"Turn around now. Got to get your nasty black ass!" Shanika turned
obediently as Roy sprayed her back and ass. "Bend over, nigger. I
can't get that asshole with you like that." She bent over, her legs
spread. "C'mon now! Spread those cheeks!"
Humiliated, she reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks,
revealing her puckered black asshole and swollen abused cunt to the
small group of onlookers. She could here laughter from them as Roy
directed the stream right into the crack of her ass. He left it
there, the cold water blasting her asshole and then her pussy. She
could feel the liquid entering her most intimate parts as she listened
to the amused chatter of crowd watching the proceedings.
Finally it stopped and Roy turned off the water.
"I think that nigger was startin' to like it too much!" Shanika
recognized Bobby's voice, Debbie's boyfriend. "So, you gettin off on
that, bitch? C'mon you can tell us!"
"No, suh. I ain't gettin' off on it, suh," replied Shanika to the
taunt. She looked at the ground as she spoke.
The white folks all laughed.
"Tell us what mean old Roy did to you, girl!" said Debbie. "He can
be a real bastard!"
Shanika thought for a moment and looked at Roy.
"It's ok. Go ahead and tell 'em," he said. He turned and winked at
the others.
"Well, Massa took me home an' fucked me after he buy me." Shanika
still couldn't bring herself to look up at her audience. "Then he
pinched at my tits and..."
"Udders," Debbie interrupted. "Niggers have udders. Like cows. Get
it, bitch?"
Shanika felt her face flush and started again. "Iz sorry, Ma'am. Iz
tries to gets it right fo' you." She continued, "Massa, he was
pinchin' on my udders and dey wuz hurtin' an' den he make me suck his
cock a while. Den he whupped my black ass wit' his hand an' it hurt.
He make me hold my legs open so's he can spank my pussy and then fuck
it.
"Roy! You *are* a bastard!" laughed Debbie. The other white folks
laughed, too. "Go, on..." she prodded Shanika on.
"Well, ma'am, dat's all dey iz. Massa took me outside and peed on my
face so he bring me here so's to clean me up."
"Why you poor, poor nigger!" Debbie laughed again. "You're so polite
and respectful, you don't deserve that! I hope he had the decency to
make you cum! Didn't he?"
Shanika didn't know the right answer so she told the truth. "No,
ma'am. Massa din't let me cum."
"I think we should fix that right now!" Debbie looked around. "Why
don't we have these niggers right here take care of you?" She was
looking at Shonelle and Traleen.
"All right, all right," said Roy. "Go ahead. Maybe I was a bastard.
Lie down and spread those legs for us. Nice and wide. We'll have you
feeling better in no time."
The ground was muddy after she had been hosed off, but Shanika did as
she was told and laid on her back, opening her legs for the white
folks.
Debbie turned to Shonelle and Traleen. "Go get to lickin' on that
bitches cunt, niggers. You make her cum, or I'll slap the black off
your asses myself!"
The two teenage slaves looked at each other. Neither had ever tasted
a woman's pussy before, and didn't like the idea too much, but the
alternative was worse. They went over to where Shanika lay, legs
spread, on the muddy ground. Both got on hands and knees, but it was
Shonelle who went first, putting her face right between Shanika's
thighs and she started gently kissing one. Traleen did the same as
her sister, softly kissing along the other one.
Shanika was sorry that the young sisters had to share in her own
humiliation, but at the same time their ministrations felt good after
all she had suffered.
"You niggers better start eatin' some pussy!" urged Debbie,
unsatisfied with the pace of the show the slave girls were putting on
for their owners.
Shonelle kissed her way over to Shanika's slit and began kissing her
swollen pussy lips. Tentatively at first, she poked her tongue out
and began licking the older black girl's vagina. She could taste
Shanika's growing excitement and ran her tongue along the length of
her pussy. Shanika, tuning out the onlookers, began to relax a little
and allowed herself to enjoy the pleasure that the young slave girl
was giving her. She moaned quietly as Shonelle pushed her tongue into
her entrance and then lapped up her gash all the way to her clit.
Traleen continued to kiss Shanika's thighs while her sister started
sucking gently on her clit. Shanika started bucking her hips in
response and Shonelle alternated between licking her pussy and her
clit.
"Let me now," Traleen whispered to Shonelle. Shonelle moved out of
the way to allow her sister at Shanika's sex. Traleen had been
watching her and took over running her tongue flat on the darker
girl's pussy. Shanika moaned loud enough for the small crowd of young
white folks to hear. They moved in for a closer look as she ground
her cunt into the young teenagers face.
"Get to work on her udders, bitch. Suck 'em good!" demand Debbie.
Shonelle went on hands an knees to where she could reach Shanika's
breasts and started licking her nipples, which hardened immediately.
She let the nipple slide between her lips and Shanika put her arms
around her as she suckled. Traleen licked faster and Shonelle sucked
harder and Shanika bucked her hips harder, moaning loudly as she
neared orgasm. Finally she could hold back no more, and in spite of
the humiliation of cumming in front of the leering white men and their
cheerleader, she cried out in pleasure. Traleen continued licking and
sucking her pussy as Shanika's orgasm came in waves. Shanika held
Shonelle tightly to her breast and unconsciously squeezed Traleen's
head between her thighs. Gradually she relaxed her holds on the two
teenage slaves as she came down from her climax.
"Woo hoo!" cried Debbie. "Now that was an orgasm! I never seen a
nigger cum like that before! You bitches'll have to do me next!" The
young men also voiced their approval.
"Ok, fun's over. Get up, you nigger dykes!" Debbie ordered. The
slave girls got to their feet, all with mud on them where they'd been
on the ground. Traleen's face was shiny with Shanika's cum. "So,
girl, what do you say?"
Shanika looked at Debbie, "Thank you, ma'am."
"Oh don't thank me! Those nigger dykes are who did it."
Shanika looked at the two sisters. "Thank you," she said quietly.
Traleen smiled, happy to have given her new friend such pleasure.
"C'mon now," cried Debbie. "Kissy, kissy! Go ahead now. I know the
boys want to see it. Tongues and everything!"
Shanika leaned closer to Traleen, and touched her lips to hers. The
slave girls put their arms around each other and kissed. Shanika
could taste herself on the the young girl's mouth as she pushed her
tongue between her lips as the smirking white girl had instructed.
They broke their embrace and Shanika turned to Shonelle, putting her
arms around her and kissing her on the lips. She felt Shonelle's
tongue against her own as she gently probed the light skinned negro's
mouth.
"All right! Break it up now!" Debbie reached in and grabbed the
chains attached to the sisters collars and tugged them away from
Shanika. "Damn, you bitches are filthy! Somebody turn on the hose.
Line up so we can clean you up!"
The three black slave girls, who had just shared a moment of intimacy
together for the amusement of their white masters, were now forced to
stand in a line, as the dirt was hosed off them like livestock.
Once the hosing down was complete, Debbie and Bobby each took one of
the slave sisters and led them away by the chains hooked to their
collars.
Roy grabbed Shanika's chain and hurried her back to the cabin. "Damn,
girl. That was hot! I'm gonna have to fuck you all over again! That
ok with you?"
"Yes, Massa. Please use yo' nigger's pussy."
As soon as he got her inside, Roy picked Shanika up and laid her on
the bed, and stripped off his clothes. His white cock was standing
straight and tall as he climbed between his slave girl's legs and
pushed it into her pussy and started pumping furiously.
Shanika was spent and sore from all that had transpired.
"Tha's right, Massa. Use yo' nigger. Use yo' nigger's pussy." She
wanted to hurry him along and knew that dumb nigger talk was just what
he wanted to hear. "Oh, you fuckin' yo' nigger 'ho now, Massa.
Fuckin' her good."
Roy pounded into her cunt like a man possessed. "Tell me you're my
whore, nigger. Tell me you're my fuckin' whore!"
Yes, that's just what he wants, thought Shanika. "Yes, Massa, Iz yo'
fuckin' nigger 'ho. Use me, Massa. Fuck yo' nigger, Massa!"
Roy stiffened and spasmed, grinding against her crotch as he let loose
another load of seed into Shanika. Although she'd gotten no
satisfaction from it, she was glad that Roy was finally spent. After
a while he rolled off his slave girl and fell asleep.
Shanika lay awake, wondering what kind of master she'd end up with
tomorrow until she finally drifted off to sleep.
Roy woke up hard the next morning, Shanika asleep beside him. He
spread his slave girl's legs and reached between them discovering her
black pussy was dry. Wanting one last piece of her ass before
returning her for resale he spat in his hand and rubbed it on her
crotch, rolled over between her legs, shoved his stiff white cock into
the sleeping black girl, and started fucking her.
Shanika awoke just as Roy finished with her, rolled off, and got up.
Momentarily disoriented, the events of the previous day started coming
back to her.
"Time to take you back," said Roy. "I hope I wasn't too mean to you.
You are one hot bitch, and I just couldn't control myself."
Shanika stood, feeling the wetness between her legs as Roy's semen
began to leak out. "Thank you, Massa. Iz glad you liked me." Her
bladder was bursting. "Iz got to pee, bad, Massa. Please take me
outside."
"Sure thing," he replied, grabbing her chain and leading her outside.
She was less self conscious this morning as she squatted and began to
piss on the dusty ground in front of the cabin as her master watched
intently.
"You like watchin' yo' nigger pee for you, don't you, Massa?" she said
looking up at him, smiling.
"Er, yeah," he replied. In spite of just having cum in his slave
while she slept he could feel his cock getting hard again. Shanika
noticed it, too.
"You want yo' nigger to suck yo' dick now, Massa? I suck it good fo'
you."
He stepped over to Shanika's squatting form and she reached up and
unzipped his fly, pulling his cock out, looking him in the eye the
whole time. She smiled as put it to her lips and gently sucked on it.
She played with his balls with both hands while she held his cock in
her mouth, running her tongue over the head. She started sucking
harder and then was bobbing her head up and down on his stiff white
prick. One hand moved from his balls and grabbed his shaft and
started masturbating him. She looked into his face with her soft
brown eyes as she continued to work him. She could feel his balls
start to twitch and could tell he was close. She jerked him off
harder and just as he started to cum she let his cock out of her
mouth.
Shanika looked up at Roy, smiling at him as he ejaculated in her face.
There wasn't so much since he'd already come that morning, but she
took some on the cheek and chin. The semen dripped off her face onto
her breasts as she kissed the tip of his cock. This caused a thin
string of cum to stretch from his cock to her lips as she leaned her
head back. She leaned forward again and licked the remaining semen
off and replaced his cock into his pants and zipped his fly up.
Roy pulled her to her feet by the chain and led Shanika back to the
cabin and had her put on the wrist and ankle cuffs she had on when he
bought her. He fastened her wrists together in front of her and
replaced the chain between her ankles. Finally he led her back
outside and through the woods to the main building, his semen dripping
off her black face as she shuffled along, her ankles shackled. She
smiled at him as he handed the chain to the waiting Yolanda.
"You are one fine negress, let me tell you, girl," he said. "I'll be
bidding on you again. That's for sure." He turned and went into the
main building leaving Shanika behind.
Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal <bboy4x@yahoo.com>
Chapter 5 - The Gift
Yolanda tugged at the chain connected to Shanika's collar and led her
to the barn where she had initially been shorn and shaved to be
prepared for resale. The older black woman took the young slave girl
to one of stalls equipped with a hose to get her cleaned up. She
started by spreading shaving cream on her pussy and used a razor to
get it nice and smooth the way the bidders liked it. Next she
scrubbed her down with a bristle brush and a bucket of soapy water.
She was more gentle with the brush when cleaning Roy's sperm from
Shanika's face. Finally Yolanda hosed her off with cold water and led
her back outside.
Today wasn't an arrival day. No new slaves had been recruited for
sale. Only slaves to be resold would be auctioned today and Shanika
noticed fewer bidders were gathering near the platform.where she had
been sold the day before. Yolanda attached Shanika's chain to an eye
bolt mounted on the wall of building to display her once again to
prospective buyers.
There were at least a dozen white men checking out the merchandise.
Shanika had learned to display her body to them by placing her hands
behind her head to get her breasts to hang nicely and then turn around
to show off her thick black ass whenever someone approached.
Occasionally she'd be instructed to bend over or sit with her legs
spread for a more intimate inspection.
Right before the auction a middle aged white lady walked towards her,
stopping before she got as close as the men usually did. Shanika
displayed herself for the woman.
"You're pretty for a colored girl," said the woman.
"Thank you, ma'am," replied Shanika.
"How old are you?" she asked.
"Twenty eight, ma'am." answered the black girl.
"I need to have a better look at your... uh... you know, between your
legs," the older lady stammered.
"Yes, ma'am," said Shanika, who sat and spread her legs wide so the
white lady could get a good look at her pussy.
"I just want to see that you're... uh... you know, healthy, if you
know what I mean."
"Yes, ma'am." She didn't know, but it didn't matter. If the white
lady wanted to see her pussy, Shanika would show it to her.
The woman looked her over again and hurried to the next slave girl on
display.
And then it was time for the auction. Shanika watched as a young
nervous looking teenage slave girl, maybe nineteen at the most, was
sold for 450. A scruffy looking white man, old enough to be her
daddy, happily led her away in chains.
Nydia, who Shanika remembered from the ride to the club, was next.
The slender black woman seemed to be a returning favorite as the bids
went all the way to 600 for her. Two twenty-something white men
exchanged high fives when their bid proved to be the winner. They
took Nydia off down the path towards the cabins.
Then it was Shanika's turn. Yolanda led her to the block through the
dusty court yard. She felt the eyes of the white folks on her as she
climbed the steps up the platform and up on to the block. She
displayed herself to the bidders without having to be told.
One man she recognized from last night started the bidding off. He
was part of the group that watched Shonelle and Traleen bring her to
orgasm at Debbie's instructions. Then the white lady who had spoken
to Shanika prior to the auction raised the bid. It went back and
forth with the lady finally putting forth the winning bid at 300.
Yolanda led her down the steps and presented her to her new mistress.
The white lady signed the paper and accepted Shanika's chain.
"Thank you for buying me, Mistress" said Shanika, without being
prompted. She was learning quickly to be an obedient slave girl.
"Yes. Uh, no need to call me Mistress. It sounds kind of strange to
me," she said. "My name is Helen, all right?"
"Yes, ma'am, Miz Helen," Shanika replied.
Helen spoke to Yolanda, "I've arranged for a suite in the main house,
can you have the girl sent to me in half an hour? I've need to attend
to a few things first."
"Yes, ma'am," replied Yolanda. "She'll be delivered to your room
then."
Again Shanika was to be an object. Something to be sent up to this
white lady's suite like breakfast from room service. She watched as
the woman walked away and disappeared into the main house.
Yolanda led Shanika to the side of the platform, securing her chain to
an iron post set into the ground. "You'll wait here until it's time
to deliver you to your mistress."
She recognized Shonelle and Traleen as they were led to the auction
block. Apparently the two sisters were to be sold as a set. There
was barely room for both of the large light skinned teenagers to
display themselves to the potential buyers. The bids increased
quickly with three separate parties participating. The girls finally
went for 950. Their new master seemed quite pleased to be leading the
two girls towards the main house.
As Shanika watched them heading away she saw a short negro girl
wearing an old cotton skirt and a denim work shirt approached her from
the direction of the main house. Younger than Shanika, she wore a
bandana over her close cropped hair. The girl also wore a thick
leather collar fastened with a silver colored buckle around her neck.
"I is s'posed to take you to yo' mistress now," she said, reaching for
the chain that hung from Shanika's collar. The girl led her at a
slower pace that made it easy for the shackled slave to keep up,
leaving some slack in the chain.
They entered through a service entrance and then went up a narrow
staircase. Shanika's ankle chain clanked on the wooden steps as she
climbed. At the top of the stairs the negro girl pushed open a door
and led the chained black woman through. Shanika felt the plush
carpet under her feet as she was taken down the corridor. The place
reminded
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