Many faculties in universities around the world study Ante-bellum slavery in the Southern States. The following stories are pure fantasy, but based on events that really happened: academic studies document similar events in the ante-bellum past. Many are published in internet. The author does not require any copyright. Within Nifty's guidelines, anybody can copy the following invented story, without mentioning the author's name and reference. The author does not condone slavery that was common until the Civil War in the States ended it, and he deeply regrets that such infamies could happen. Comments are welcome. Person names and documents are purely fiction. For your information, please note that $1 of the year 1800 could purchase what is equal to about to-day's $30.
Chapter 7
The author of this "History" thought to be unable to continue to report what happened after the end of the previous chapter. Any further pages of Jacky' s diary were thought to be lost. When, by pure chance, in an old chest of drawers three handwritten copybooks were found: they were the continuation of the so much looked for diary. The following text is a tentative to reproduce the atmosphere existing in those far away chronicles, by paraphrasing in to-day' s language what happened then (first half of the 19th century). Entries in Jacky's diary: More than a year has passed, and I did not have time to write down the many events that happened. I will try now to bring my diary up to date. You may remember that my first covering of the beautiful blond wench, which I received as my birthday present, resulted in spurting a big load of my sperm, my very first, while I broke into her thus losing her (and mine) virginity. Boy was I happy in succeeding so fast, also encouraged by the two blond slaves, my big (18 years old) athlete and his (eleven years old) kid brother. The latter did introduce his tiny but very hard cock into my anus, thus increasing the pressure toward my faster and copious ejaculation. What I would like to emphasize was the very exciting surprise that I felt, when I, for the very first time, felt the contact between the nudities of my body and the skin of my slaves. I had never thought how erotically exciting would be the feeling of this suavely caresses. The velvety soft skin of my wench, quite different from the hard but smooth muscular limbs belonging to my Herculean Teutonic male, both gave me the thrill of my life. Never in my dreams did I expect that touching and squeezing these bodies, would arouse and harden so fast and independently my sexual desires. I became an addict of the deep contact with my anniversary presents: penetrating them, and being penetrated became a daily habit. Moreover, when Goldenkopf (= Goldenhead in German, so I named the male of my German twin slaves, while his twin wench I called her "Goldenbrust" = Goldentitties in German) encouraged me to mount also my parent's black slavelet, I recognized the different but hotter excitement of sexually touching black flesh. Goldenkopf became an excellent teacher in everything connected with my sexual activities. And several times he encouraged me to ask my parents to allow me the purchase of some Negro adolescents. He told me that the darker, the hotter they would be, thus enhancing my sexual pleasures. I had to believe him. He had such a vast experience, having been used by his former owner (of the Blackhot breeding farm) as hot-blooded stallion. He told me of the many wenches he did mount and submit to his most youthful sexuality. He was very proud to have sired so many cubs, mostly males and generally blond, but with skins of various shades, depending from the color of his bitch. The fact that he was athletically muscular, with a perfect body and such a pretty, almost childish (quite a contrast with the so well evident masculinity of his limbs) face, induced his master to submit to his assaults the best looking females of quite different shades. Some were even virgins and very young wenches (the youngest was a deep black 14 years old). And Goldenkopf emphasized: the blacker, the hotter, giving him a more complete sensual satisfaction. Now I want to record in this diary the great event that happened about three months ago. Both my octoroon half-sister and Goldenbrust gave birth to a male cub. They looked healthy and beautiful. You may remember that my half-sister was deflowered, raped and impregnated by Goldenkopf, while I did the same on top and between Goldenbrust's legs (boy, was she screaming and hollering!), her thighs well separated and tightly clasped around my hips, while I enjoyed my pitiless hard penetration and my first spurting of creamy seeds. Well, the result has been the birth (couple of months ago) of my first, and of Goldenkopf's 10th (or may be more, since he lost counting them) cub, both males. I was very proud of my success; after all to have produced a baby slave when I was only 14 years old was quite a confirmation of my potency. I can' t deny that after the first month of continuous mounting and penetrating our wenches, and having had confirmation of their respective pregnancies, I was beginning of being annoyed of what had become a routine. Thus I asked Goldenkopf what he could suggest to alleviate this tiresome situation. After all his many years as handsome stallion in a breeding farm should have given him enough experience to solve such a problem. Well hereafter his reply: «I had been enslaved in the Blackhot farm already for two years, and since one year I had been put to stud work, fecundating quite a number of pretty wenches. Thus I thought that my situation was well established. One day I was called in the show room, where usually the slave merchandise was offered to the most important, thus very wealthy customers. As it was the norm in such cases, I had to parade entirely naked in front of the guests. I thought that probably I would have asked to mount a filly or to let the customer stroke my cock to verify the potency of my maleness. But no, the gentleman was here to purchase some young males to add to his stable he used as bed warmers. He looked at me: I was afraid that he could purchase me, something I did not want. I was so used as stud, that such a change would have completely disrupted my happy life (after all life as slave in the South states was not much worst than discipline in the Prussian army or in the German schools, were obedience and whipping punishments where daily routine). He told to my owner that I was already too old for his taste. Mr. Blake was not discouraged: he ordered to bring in a few 10 to 12 years old slavelets. The gentleman's choice felt on two very dark Negro kids, after having carefully fingered the whole bunch of boy slaves. He explained that he did not like to have in his bed inexperienced catamites, although he liked them young, just before beginning adolescence. He requested that I should impale them two or three times, so that he could judge how satisfactory they would be in his bed. Of course a client is always right, even if his tastes may seem a bit peculiar. And Mr. Blake took me apart, and ordered me to rape the two children. I, in my innocence, asked how? And he answered: "in the same way as you would mount a wench, but from behind, doggy like". I could do nothing but obey. I looked at the two black kids; they looked at me, and there was a moment of common indecision. Suddenly the slavets realised what was forthcoming for them. They tried to escape, but I was faster, and with a plunge I reached them and grabbed them both by their ankles with my two hands. With a slight effort I through them on the floor, not caring at all when they started to whimper and cry. I fell on them with all the might of my muscular body. They were compelled to lay under me while I began to insert my right hand middle finger into the ass hole of one child, while I was keeping down the other guy with the other hand. I could not avoid the hardening of my cock. I was discovering that the feeling of my body against the very black skins, so smooth and hot, enhanced a suavely enjoyable happiness, causing the fast hardening and arousal of my male sexuality. Remember that I was ordered to impale the two kids. Orders are orders, and any disobedience would result in a painful whipping. Therefore I was trying to put the crown of my wood-hard cock into the anus of the black slavelet under me; but he was tight and I was afraid that by forcing the entrance, which with my muscular power would have been quite easy, I could cause some irreversible disaster. Luckily, just one instant before my final push, the wealthy customer screamed: "Stop, I want to keep them virgin for my future pleasure!" But you know how I loose control of my behaviour, once I am thrown toward a rape: my cock becomes quite independent from my wishes, jumping up and down, big, hard and thick. Somehow I had to get a fast relief toward a complete spurt of thick creamy abundant seed. So in frenzy I left my hold of the child's buttocks, grabbed with both my hands the heads of the two slavelets. What did attract me tremendously, besides their smooth oily skin, so hot and silky under which I could feel their preadolescent already developing muscles, were their mouths, with their thick fleshy purple lips that, when they did smile, revealed perfect tiny white teeth. I was in an uncontrollable situation, where only my sexual excitement had taken over my personal actions. In this condition my main aim now was to reach the lips of my two partners. And I took advantage of my passions by holding the head of one boy against my groin, and on the other I did put my lips against his lips. The result was the introduction of my stiff hard penis in the mouth of one slavelet, while my tongue pushed between the lips of the other child. The result was that the screams and whimpers of the two slavelets were silenced, my cock started to erupt with a copious sperm flow that was to much for the slavelet's mouth, oozing down on his chin while I hungrily sucked the tongue of the other guy, feeling his hot thick lips against mine. My sensation was of an overwhelming satisfaction. Moreover I heard my owner's client saying: "What a perfect show! I admired the powerful action of your blond Hercules in submitting my two slavelets to his sexual burst. The contrast between his muscular blond body and the glistening
skins of the two niggers is very erotic. I am now really anxious to bring my new purchase at home, and to start their service in my bed. I will carry them in my coach, naked and heavily shackled. As always, chained catamites enhance my desires." On one side I was happy that my action helped toward the positive conclusion of the slavelets sale. But also I felt now the compulsion to start sparring with young Negroes, forecasting quite healthy fucking. The heat of their skins surely would enhance my libido. And I strongly desired a repeat performance with well developed Negroes. I explained my problem to the young son of the farm's owner (the one who did
purchase me and my family from the Hamburg bank). He quite understood my predicament, and immediately thought how to take advantage of my new taste. "I will organize" he told me "a sexual fight between you and two of my well endowed black adolescents. I am sure that you will enjoy it. At the same time I will have a few customers looking at the show, who will surely appreciate. The
consequence will be a raise of sales, and probably also a price increase, all to the advantage of our financial results." Oh, master, how did I enjoy it! And I would hope that you will follow my advice and ask your parents for a visit to the Blackhot farm». Well, I really followed his advice. After all he was quite experienced; therefore I tried to convince my parents to allow me some further purchases. I was astonished how quickly they approved, but I understood, because there was a
quite unexpected condition to my approach. When I met my grandfather (he is the one in the family who has the money) he replied at once: "We were expecting your request. When I discussed the matter with my son and my daughter-in-law, they told me that for sure a youngster like you had to have some relief, while his wench was pregnant. But your mother pointed out that she was thinking that it should be all right, but also she should get some pleasure. Your blond stallion did impress her quite a lot, and your father had reached an agreement to allow her to be mounted by such a gorgeous muscular blond athlete. If she would remain pregnant, it would be a nice addition to the herd of our slaves. And I think that he would be quite happy to enjoy sometime the beautiful Teutonic body, although it is your personal property. Do you agree? If so, there is no obstacle to allow your visit to the Blackhot farm. I will go with you, since I did enjoy my previous visit to so charming and hospitable farm owners". You can imagine that I did agree at once, and so a few days later we all went there. Everybody came with me: my grandfather, my parents, and I brought also Goldenkopf, because I would not have liked to miss his advice in judging slave male flesh, especially if of a very dark skin. So there we were, all of us right in the show-room of the Blackhot breeding
farm. We were received by the owners, Mr. Blake father and son. They allowed us to sit comfortably around a rectangular table. Mr. Blake explained us how he would proceed. "First of all" he said "before asking your preferences and the aim and size of your purchases, I would like you to play a little game. On this table I will line up fifteen slaves, mixed males and females, thus three for each of you. They will be of different colours, and between 9 and 11 years old. They, although quite naked, will be completely covered with a grey cotton blouse which will hide entirely their bodies. Thus covered and at this age, it will be quite difficult for you to deduce their sex. Each of you has to figure out if the slavets are male or female. After your decision, the only way to confirm your guess is to introduce your hand under their blouse and find out, by carefully feeling them between their legs, what they really are. If you win you will receive a nice present".
To be continued only if somebody is still interested.
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