In the militia encampment.
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bed that evening, Abby lay with her head on Alec's well-padded shoulder
and gave him her most loving gaze while she ran her fingers over his
hairy chest. "Will you do me a huge favor, sweetheart?" she asked with a
flirtatious smile. He looked at her with a knowing smile.
"I knew you were up to something. What do ya need, Angel?" he asked as he hugged her close.
"I
want you to come with me and Rose first thing in the morning. Some
scouting needs to be done on the redcoats and I need you to help us get
through our lines and past the sentries, both coming and going."
He
quirked an eyebrow at her words, but he wasn't surprised in the least.
He closed his eyes and thought for a few moments while she rustled with
impatience. "Please, Heavy!" she implored, "think how fun it would be. Just like old times, sneaking through the woods with your favorite girls!"
Heaving a deep sigh, he answered her. "I'd love to, but I have to tell Nathan. It's his battlefield and we must respect that."
"Whatever
it takes, I'm working on an idea that you both might like, I just need
to spy on the redcoats a bit before presenting it to you and Uncle
Nathan."
"I'll see what I can do. I'll speak to him now so we don't rouse him to early in the morning. Be right back," he answered as he rose from their bed. She tugged him back down and kissed him deeply.
"Thank you, sweetheart. You're the best boyfriend ever!"
Alec
awoke to two, warm female bodies sliding next to his. "Wake up, soldier
boy!" Rose whispered while Abby tickled his ribs. "It's time to rise
he got up and the three conspirators dressed in silence, then slipped
out of the tent. The sentry was expecting them and confirmed the
password of the day so they could return to the lines safely without
getting shot. Abby led them silently through the forest until they were
observing the redcoat sentry posted in the trees. He was out cold and
sleeping deeply. Led by Abby, the three spies worked their way through
the trees until they could see the slumbering camp of the enemy. They
nestled in close to the wet forest floor and waited for the sunrise.
Despite
their warm clothing, the girls were shivering in short order and
snuggled in close to Alec's warm bulk with grateful sighs. It seemed to
take forever until a sentry approached the command tent, which was
markedly larger than the others and flagged with the regiments colors.
He roused the men within and returned to his post while rubbing his
cold hands together to warm them from the night's chill. She watched
with interest as a man came out of the tent and pulled a white wig over
his head, then scratched himself and pissed in the dirt behind his
canvas dwelling. Alec whispered that he was the general and the second
man whom had emerged was probably his colonel.
A
trumpeter blew reveille and the soldiers began stirring and rising from
their sleep. Abby watched attentively as the officers shouted out
commands and herded their charges into a loose formation. Grunts and
groans filled the air as many a man paused to hurriedly empty his
bladder before lining up before the command.
Sergeants
called out name after name and the still morning air was broken by
shouts as the sleepy soldiers answered in reply. Abby counted over 300
men in the formation, much more than she'd imagined there would be,
while Nathan was lucky to have 150 left, even counting his recent
reinforcement of Alec's company.
She
turned her attention to the cannon on the front line. She counted
fourteen, well dug into the bulwarks that partially shielded them from
Nathan's field pieces. She knew Nathan had ten cannon that were inferior
both in range and projectile weight to the redcoats, but she was
undaunted. Her plan was coming together in her head, and what she saw
increased her confidence ten-fold. The formation took nearly a half hour
to serve its purpose and after the officers dismissed the men, they
herded themselves towards several mess tents where they were served
their breakfast. It wasn't until the men finished eating that the
sentries were relieved with new ones and the night shift went to eat and
alert sentries now on guard, the three spies were exceptionally careful
while retreating to a safe distance and then returning through their
own lines. They met with Nathan at his tent and he quizzed Abby over
what they'd witnessed. She filled him in over breakfast and he asked her
highly respect your intellect and combat experience, and I'd like to
know what you're cooking up. Would you mind sharing with me?"
"I need to speak plainly, Uncle, please don't be offended," she answered carefully.
"Speak
your mind, my dear. I'm eager to hear your opinion." he returned. Abby
gave him a grim smile and leaned in along with Alec and they plotted
well into the morning.
Abby
was able to convince Nathan of her plan and she insisted that he reduce
his casualties as much as possible during the day. It pained her
greatly to see men's lives wasted using traditional tactics when it
wasn't necessary, and she told Nathan as much. He inferred that her
ideas were most ungentlemanly, but he was desperate since having lost so
many soldiers fruitlessly fighting the redcoats. She quizzed him on the
powder charge used and diameter of the enemies cannon,
easily available information since Nathan had captured more than one in
the years prior. She immediately set the ladies in the camp to sewing
up cloth bags full of black powder and grapeshot in the proper
quantities to suit her needs.
June
approached her with a determined look on her dusky face. "Abby, there's
no way you're leaving me behind. Whatever you're up to I'm tagging
along," she said firmly. Abby smiled and pulled her in for a sweet kiss
and a tight hug. "Of course you're coming with us. I'd have it no other
way. Would you mind watching Major Moore's back and reloading his rifle
and pistols for him? I know of no person who can do it better or
faster," she flattered. June unconsciously pushed her firm breasts out
in pride at her owner's words. She knew she was good, but not
exceptional, and Abby's words meant the world to her. She kissed Abby's
red lips and sighed happily.
"Thank you, Mistress. When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning, early. Quite awhile before
sun up," Abby responded, before running her fingers through June's
hair. "Can you supervise the ladies while they're doing the needlework?
It needs to be done right."
"Of course, Abby. I'll get right on it. What's Rose going to do?"
"She'll
be with me tomorrow. She scouted out the redcoat camp with me and
she'll be helping me in my role. I gotta say, June. We're really hanging
our little behinds out on this operation. I sure hope and pray it works
because if it doesn't, we'll probably all end up dead," Abby said
know you can do it, Mistress," June said confidently. "You and Alec are
brilliant at this business and I have full faith in you two." She
kissed Abby's cheek softly and hugged her again reassuringly before
scampering off to help the seamstresses. Abby had chills down her spine
as she watched her friend depart. This was her biggest and most
audacious plan yet and she was almost frightened at the scope of it, yet
the fact that she had the full support of Alec and Nathan boosted her
confidence greatly.
Rose finds a match for General Greene.
Meanwhile,
Rose had struck up a conversation with one of the camp followers, a
widow of just over forty years old who'd lost her husband long ago to a
vile sickness. As the two sewed up black powder in linen bags, they
discussed Rose's favorite topic, men.
"There's
few things in life better than a tongue on my clit or a thick cock
buried inside me," Rose was saying, while the woman, Sarah, blushed
slightly at her words, not used to such salty language from a lady like
been years since I've had a man," Sarah whispered, "I really loved it
though and I miss it terribly." Rose leaned back and perused her new
friend's body with a speculative eye. Sarah was tall at nearly five foot
eight, with long brown hair and eyes to match. She was slightly on the
heavy side, curvy really, with an hourglass figure to die for. Her hips
were wide and her breasts were heavy and sagged slightly, but her
cleavage was immense and firm, while her nipples, hardened from Rose's words poked small mountains in the fabric of her bodice.
"Did your husband lick you?" Rose asked with a sparkle in her eye.
"What? My goodness! Never!" Sarah exclaimed in surprise, "I've never heard of such a thing!"
"You
should try it," Rose giggled. "It feels wonderful when you cum on a hot
tongue, then take the man inside you." Sarah blushed furiously and Rose
put an arm around her. "We need to find you a man, a good one that'll
take his time with you and treat you right. I bet there's an animal
inside you that needs set free, my dear Sarah," she whispered with a
blushed even deeper and looked at Rose closely. "Can you help me find
one? I'm not getting any younger and I'd like to experience a man again
before I get too old."
"Do you want just sex, or a relationship as well?" Rose asked. Sarah thought a few moments before answering.
"I
really need a man inside me, if it turns into something more, that's
fine with me, but I'd kill for a long night with a man in my bed," she
said wistfully.
Little did she know that Rose was many steps ahead of her and her auburn head was turning over an idea, that if
it came to pass would more than satisfy Sarah's cravings. Rose decided
that action was better than hopeful wishing and pulled Sarah to her
with me, honey. I've a wonderful idea." She led Sarah to Nathan's tent
and sweet talked the sentry into letting them enter. He knew of her and
Alec's group, and between that knowledge and her flirty nature he was
more than willing to humor her. Since Nathan was on the battlefield, she
and Sarah had the run of his living area. Together they cleaned it up
nicely and washed all his dirty laundry along with his bedding, all of
which needed it badly.
While
they worked, Rose kept Sarah occupied with stories about Nathan, how he
was a general and famous for killing the redcoats, as well as how he
looked naked. She explained how well hung he was and how she'd heard Maddy's voice
echoing down the hall as he'd pounded her to glory. By the time the
women were finished cleaning up his tent, both of them were well aroused
and their little pussies ran with sweet juice as they fantasized about
they finished up with his laundry, Rose decided something needed to be
done about Sarah's appearance. She took her to her tent and trimmed her
hair to more suitably frame her face, then together they washed up using rags and warm water. Sarah was agog at the sight of Rose's shorn mound.
Rose explained how much her husband loved it, especially when he was
performing oral sex on her. Sarah was intrigued, so much that she asked
Rose how it was done. Rose fetched a bucket of hot water and showed
Sarah the intricacies of shaving her armpits, legs, and
mound. When they were finished, Sarah slid a soft hand between her thighs and stroked herself gently.
"Oh my," she exclaimed, "so soft and smooth, I love it!" Rose then found a blouse that was a touch too large for herself and
asked Sarah to put it on. It was a struggle to lace it over her
bountiful tits, but giggling, they were just able to get the job done.
Her nipples pushed proudly through the nearly sheer material while her areola were almost
visible at the deep V of the neckline. Next, Rose found a nice skirt
that clung tightly to Sarah's curves, accenting her bottom in all it's full firmness.
Rose backed off a few steps and said, "Let me see you, turn around for me."
Obediently,
Sarah raised her arms and spun about, giggling like a teenager. Rose
watched with growing lust as she took in the sight of the older woman.
Just the few changes they'd made to her appearance had made a huge
difference. When she stopped twirling, her breasts swung heavily in
their tight confines, drawing Rose's eyes like a bee to honey. Her skirt
fell nicely around her shapely legs, tempting Rose's eyes and clever
hands. Her brown eyes sparkled with what Rose fancied was a slight
invitation, so she slid closer to Sarah and kissed her gently on the
she murmured softly, "what a difference, you're absolutely delicious."
Sara blushed deeply and pulled back slightly. Rose slid her hands down
to her waist, enjoying the warmth of the other woman's body.
"Do you suppose the General will like me?" Sarah asked tentatively.
"Well of course, honey. He'll be head over heels!"
"You
don't think I'm too big? My behind is rather wide you know." Rose ran
her hands lower and Sarah's eyes widened in surprise when they cupped
her round ass and squeezed gently.
"He'll adore you," Rose said throatily, "men love a little cushion down there, and
up here too," she added while running a finger between Sarah's big
tits. Sarah shivered at her touch and Rose smiled at her sexily. "You'll
do well, honey. Sit with me and I'll give you some advice if you like.
Fortunately, I've had plenty of experience in the matter."
Out
on the front line, Nathan and Major Moore were having a rough go of it.
They were struggling to keep casualties to a minimum at Abby's request,
but the new guns the redcoats had brought on line were having
devastating results. He'd lost 4 of his 10 cannon as well as nearly half
of their gun crews. The day had been mostly an artillery battle with
the redcoat General trouncing them soundly. He, James, and Alec were
having a conversation while looking towards the redcoat lines when a
cannonball came screaming in on their position. There was no time to
react as the ball bounced once then slammed into a nearby gun, sending a
rain of shrapnel through the area. Nathan went down with a surprised
squawk as a huge splinter of wood punctured his right thigh, while a
piece of iron from the gun carriage pin-wheeled through the air and
neatly clipped the little finger from James's left hand. He yelped in
pain and immediately clasped his injured hand to his chest, soaking his
and fuck!" Nathan thundered as he sat on the ground staring at the
nearly foot long splinter in his leg. "I'll kill that cock-sucking
general! The son of a bitch has gone and pissed me off!" James chuckled
with dark humor between grunts of pain from his wounded hand while Alec
stooped down to help Nathan to his feet, and together the three soldiers
hobbled to the rear and found the battlefield surgeon. He cleaned the
men up as well as he could with his limited materials. He trimmed the
loose flesh from Major Moore's stump and bandaged it carefully. Alec had
sent for June, and when she arrived they assisted the doctor with
pulling the nasty splinter from Nathan's leg while he cried out,
twisting in agony on the makeshift operating table despite the dose of
laudanum he'd been administered. June held the gaping wound open while
the doctor pushed a whiskey soaked rag completely through his leg, using
the ramrod from a musket as a tool.
When
they were satisfied the wound was clean, June neatly stitched up both
entry and exit wounds while Nathan gritted his teeth in pain. Alec
helped him back to his tent and made him comfortable, then returned to
the lines along with Major Moore to continue the day's battle. Word
spread like wildfire about Nathan's condition and it soon reached Rose
go!" Rose urged and tugged Sarah by the hand. "Maybe we can help him
and ease his pain." When they entered his tent he didn't even raise his
head from the pillow. He was hurting badly and trying not to groan
aloud.
At the touch of Rose's soft hand on his brow, his eyes flickered open and he murmured her name in surprise.
"Rose. What brings you here, pity for an old man?" he teased, between gritted teeth.
"No, Uncle Nathan. Sarah
and I are here to tend to your needs. Whatever they are, just ask." She
replaced her hand with her soft lips, kissing his cheek tenderly, then gestured
to the other woman. "This is Sarah, a fellow camp follower. She's been
hanging about with me recently and trying to keep me out of trouble,"
she said, with a giggle. Nathan cocked an appraising eye at Sarah,
taking in her long brown curls, magnificent breasts and well cushioned
behind. Apparently, he liked what he saw, because he was having a
difficult time tearing his eyes from her. Finally, he returned Rose's
you, ladies. Just your presence here is comforting," he said
chivalrously, then groaned helplessly as a spasm of pain wracked his
body. Rose took in his wounded leg and exclaimed at how bloody the
need to change your dressing," she said firmly, "and get you out of
those filthy clothes. You stink of blood and war, good sir." He
protested when she tugged her dagger free and began carefully cutting
the clothes from his body. The doctor had already removed his pant leg
to his mid-thigh to treat his wound while the other was still whole.
"Come, Sarah, give me a hand," Rose ordered. The brunette obeyed, albeit
somewhat shyly, having not touched a man in longer than she could
remember. Nathan's face colored slightly as they worked on removing his
uniform, while Sarah's was flaming red with embarrassment. Rose parted
his white shirt and trailed her fingertips through the hair on his
chest, slowly sliding downwards until she reached his belt. Sarah's eyes
widened as Rose loosened it and gently tugged it through the loops,
then unbuttoned his fly. His cock was a massive bulge showing down his
pant leg, threatening in size even though he was in pain.
In
fact, despite his discomfort he was having a reaction to the girls'
care. He felt himself swell and lengthen, then heard a gasp of surprise
from both women when his thick head pushed free of his shortened trouser
leg to expose itself to their astonished eyes.
"Oh
my," Rose whispered admiringly, and her fingers tightened on his thigh
involuntarily. "We need to cut his trousers off, we'll start at his
waistline and slice through both legs," she said softly to Sarah. She
handled the knife while Sarah tugged the fabric free from his body. As
they pulled it away, the pungent odor of hot blood and sweaty male
reached their delicate noses and set their hormones raging. Rose
couldn't help but run her hands up his muscular legs, squeezing him
gently as she tested the firmness of his calves and thighs while he
sighed in pleasure. Sarah finally worked up the nerve to glance at his
fully exposed genitals, her eyes widening in alarm as she took in the
formidable length and girth of his shaft, along with his tangerine sized
testicles. She tore her eyes from them and looked up his frame, the
rigid abdominals and thick pectorals nearly took her breath away.
Bravely, she opened his shirt more, then urged
him to sit up so she could remove it completely. He lay back with a
groan and closed his eyes as the girls rustled up some warm water and
cleaned his body with wet rags, their fingers gently exploring him as
they worked. The tent flap suddenly flew open and a concerned Abby ran
is he?" she asked hurriedly before her eyes had taken in the scene
before them. She let out a giggle and knelt to hug him. "I should've
known. Rose always finds a naked man to have her way with," she teased.
He loved how Abby also couldn't resist the temptation to admire his nude
body. Watching her eyes wander over him was exciting, despite the fact
that she was, for all practical purposes, his niece. She sighed to
herself as she eyed his lean, muscular frame. Alec was a carbon copy of
him, differing only slightly by the gray hairs sprinkled over Nathan's
chest and pubic area.
"Are you well, Uncle Nathan?" she asked tenderly as she unconsciously stroked his chest.
"Yes,
dear Abby. I'll survive. Especially with such beautiful ladies to
supervise my recovery," he said, with a fond smile at her. She looked
deep in his grey eyes and saw exhaustion and pain, despite his best
efforts to hide it. She returned his smile and added a bit of
mischievousness to it.
"I've brought you a gift. A little something to take the edge off." She
produced her bottle of laudanum and gave him a stiff shot, enough that
in just a short time his eyes grew heavy and his movements loose and
languid. Rose offered her a rag and together the three women cleaned him
thoroughly, with Rose tutoring Sarah with cleaning his manhood.
Although he was almost unconscious, his body reacted mildly, his cock
lengthening slowly until it hung loosely down his leg a solid eight
inches, more than enough to impress the ladies tremendously. Abby
finally stood and beckoned Rose outside the tent, leaving Sarah to her
own explorations.
"Who's the new girl in there? Where'd you meet her?" Abby questioned.
Rose
told her of her new friend and how they'd become acquainted, including
how she longed for a man and that Rose hoped to match her up with
Nathan, if only for a short time. "I think it's a great idea, just tell
her not to hurt him. If she does, I'll have words with her," Abby
course, I'll make sure she understands," Rose responded. When she
re-entered the tent, Nathan was sleeping soundly and Sarah was tugging a
blanket over him to keep him warm.
"Is it okay if I stay with him?" she asked.
"I'm
sure he'd love that," Rose said encouragingly, "he'll need some love
and care for a few days and I think you're just the woman he needs right
pulled a chair close to his bedside and settled in for a long wait, her
eyes gazing down at him fondly, despite having just met him. Rose took
note of it and smiled to herself. Her plan was coming together nicely,
enemy fire had slackened off to just a few sporadic shots now and then,
so Alec and the Major returned to the rear and began preparations for
the following morning's operation, starting with calling a formation of
the men. Abby, Rose, and June attended the affair as they'd volunteered
two men were picked according to their skills in rapidly loading and
firing cannon. Since the upcoming attack was Abby's idea, Alec
introduced her to the men and gave her the floor.
She
explained how her plan would work. Just after midnight, half the men
led by Alec and Abby would envelope the enemy left flank, and the
remainder of the men with Major Moore in command, would take the right.
The redcoat sentries would be silently killed, then three
men would be assigned per cannon to seize it. Every man would carry a
prepackaged bag of powder and also a sack of grapeshot to load the
cannon with. From Abby's observations it appeared the cannon weren't
loaded or manned at night, hopefully making the odds of success even
higher. After they took the cannon under the cover of darkness, they'd
turn them on their wheels to face the enemy camp and point them at the
area where the morning formation would be held. After they fired their
cannon at the enemy, the remainder of the men would ride mounted from
the camp and reinforce the cannoneers. Abby had firm orders for them at this point.
"Do
not under any circumstances fire your cannon before my or Alec's
signal. It's imperative that we kill as many redcoats as possible in a
short amount of time. Three rounds of grapeshot from each field piece
should do the trick, then we'll
sweep in and kill any remaining soldiers by hand. Make sure you tie
your equipment tightly to your bodies to eliminate rattling while we
sneak in on their positions. Sharpen your knives and swords and then try
to get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a do or die day for us. The General
is doing well and resting right now. He sends his best wishes to you
and prays for victory and your safe return. God bless you all."
After
Major Moore called an end to the formation, two men approached Abby and
she instantly recognized them as the two troublemakers from back at the
plantation. "Earl and Robert, right?" she questioned with a smile.
"Yes,
Mistress," Earl, the older man responded. "We'd like to volunteer to
take out the sentries on your side. We're excellent woodsmen and would
love to serve with you."
She
eyed them speculatively. They certainly looked the part. Their hair and
beards were shaggy but clean, while their buckskin clothing was well
worn but serviceable. Their eyes were eager, yet somehow she sensed they
were almost afraid of her, which was indeed so. Taking her long pause
as a negative sign, Robert spoke up shyly.
"Please,
Mistress, allow us to help you. It'd mean a lot to us," he begged. She
knew she was taking a chance, but made a quick decision based on her gut
like that very much. You'll stay close to me as we work our way to
their line and I'll show you where the sentry's posts are."
"Oh,
we know where they are. In fact, we watched you and Miss Rose scout
them out the other day. We'd been eyeballing them as well," Earl said
with a mischievous smile while Abby laughed gaily, surprised at his
words. "We had nothing to do and figured we'd spy a bit ourselves. Like I
said, we're good at this sort of business." Abby knew then that she'd
made the proper choice.
"Why you scoundrels! I
had no clue you were in the area. I feel better knowing you'll be there
with us," she complimented with a beautiful smile while the men colored
you, Mistress!" they both exclaimed happily. They bowed slightly to her
and took their leave while she looked at their retreating backs with
satisfaction, feeling even more confident in her plan than before.
It
was now dinner time and Rose delivered a meal to Nathan's tent, hoping
that he'd be awake to eat. She found Sarah still sitting next to him,
nearly asleep in her chair. Sarah gently shook him awake and together
the two women sat him up and watched as he hungrily ate.
"So, you're heading out tonight with the assault group, Rose?" he asked between bites.
"Yep,
I'll be with Alec and Abby while June will accompany the Major. She's
fast and efficient at loading both rifle and cannon. I think she'll be a
huge asset to him," she said loyally.
"Ah,
I so wish I could go too," he said wistfully. "I love watching you
ladies work. You're all extraordinary in your own ways. It's an honor
just knowing you three." She colored at his words, but loved his praise.
"Thank
you, Nathan. And you are as well. We'll come see you when we've been
victorious," she said, with more confidence than she was feeling. To be
truthful, this was the biggest venture she'd ever been a part of and was
quite nervous. As she spoke, she noticed his bared chest was covered in
goosebumps and his nipples were hard, indicating he was getting cold.
He handed his plate to Sarah with a groan and closed his eyes as he
fought the waves of agony from his wounded thigh.
"Easy
there, big man," Rose crooned. "Let's get you tucked back in." He eased
down on his back while the girls tugged his blankets up. Rose watched
Sarah closely and noticed that a few times she almost touched him but
was too shy to continue. Rose took Sarah's hand in her's and used it to
caress his thick pecs and tight belly, her fingers trailing through the
curly hair that coated him.
His
eyes remained closed and he moaned in pleasure at the sensation of her
warm hand. In a few moments his breathing settled and he fell asleep.
"Would you like to stay with him tonight?" Rose whispered, her breath stirring the hair next to Sarah's ear.
"I'd like to, just in case he needs something," Sarah replied quietly.
"Then
be bold and brave, sweetheart," Rose said, and tugged Sarah to her
feet. Sarah's eyes widened in surprise when Rose began undressing her,
and when she was naked, Rose gently pulled the blanket from Nathan's
body and pushed Sarah down to lie beside him. The bed was narrow and she
had to lay on her
side, but she just managed to fit. He moaned at her touch and
unconsciously put a hand on her thigh, causing her to jump nervously.
Rose smoothed her hair and kissed her cheek before covering the two with
the blanket.
"Sweet dreams," she whispered, and quietly took her leave.
No
one slept a wink that night as they lay collectively thinking about the
attack planned for the early morning. As a result they were all ready
to slip into the forest before the time came to do so. Alec, Abby, and
the Major walked through the groups of men scattered about to give them
words of encouragement and remind them of their individual parts to play
in the next few hours. Finally, the appointed time came and the two
groups slipped quietly into the forest and began their slow, steady
movement to the enemy line. Abby, Robert, and Earl led their company and
stealthily crawled in close to the two sentries. Both redcoat men were
sitting on the ground and leaning against nearby trees, wrapped in
blankets and sleeping soundly.
Abby
watched as Robert slipped behind the first one and clapped his hand
over his mouth while holding him tightly with the other. Earl rammed his
knife in the man's neck and chopped out his throat as the man struggled
mightily. The only sound Abby heard was the whoosh of air leaving his
lungs and gurgling of blood through his opened windpipe. The two
woodsmen were quiet as mice when they sneaked in and repeated their
bloody deed on the second sentry, then waved Abby and the remaining
done, gents!" Abby breathed to them as she squeezed their arms in
thanks. "I couldn't have done it better myself!" she said with a sly
wink at the men. Both of their chests puffed in pride at her words.
They'd each fallen in love with her when she'd forgiven them, and sought
to win her approval any way they could, including bloody murder if
led the men through the darkness and across the open field, ensuring
each cannon emplacement was void of the enemy, then he placed three men
in each position. They silently turned each cannon to point towards the
redcoat camp, then using their own powder and shot, stealthily loaded
the guns and hid behind the embankment while waiting for dawn.
Meanwhile,
Major Moore's company had enjoyed the same success. Their sentries on
the enemies right flank were easily overpowered and killed without
waking the camp, then he stationed his soldiers at each field piece
according to plan. June had chosen to accompany him and she bore his
rifle, shot, and powder horn as she followed him closely.
Abby
and Rose picked a position on the embankment that gave them a clear
view of the field where the redcoat formation would soon form. The girls
made sure they were well dug into the dirt in order to expose a minimum
of themselves to the redcoats when the shooting started. It seemed to
take forever for dawn to break and the troops huddled together in the
morning chill as they waited.
Abby's
eyes grew drowsy as she cuddled close to Rose, then was rudely jerked
awake when the redcoat trumpeter sounded the morning reveille. Rubbing
the sleep from their eyes, the two deadly beauties scrambled up the
embankment and shouldered their squirrel rifles.
"Be patient, honey," Abby cautioned, "I'm waiting for a few moments."
She
watched the command tent with sharp eyes while a captain shouted to the
still sleepy redcoats, urging them into a formation of farting,
scratching soldiers. Abby tensed when the command tent flapped open and
the general came out. He paused beside his dwelling and unleashed a mighty stream of urine, the hot stream steaming in the morning chill.
"The
men are assembled, sir!" The captain barked out and called the men to
attention. The general wanted to have words of encouragement with them
this morning because he intended to bring this standoff to a finish and
defeat Nathan definitively. He strode briskly to stand before his men,
and his adjutant, a colonel by all appearances joined him as well.
"You take his officer when you hear me shoot, Rose," Abby whispered as she put her front sight on the general's head.
"I'm
ready," Rose responded, so quietly that Abby could barely pick out her
words. When Abby's breathing paused as she exhaled, she gently pulled
the trigger while concentrating on her front sight. The recoil surprised
her completely and she knew the shot was perfect. The general's head
snapped forward when her 32 caliber bullet impacted the back of his
skull, opening his forehead and scattering his brains on the front rank
of surprised men. Rose's shot broke an instant behind hers and the
colonel suffered the same fate as her bullet emptied his brainpan onto
simultaneously the girls heard Alec's command, "Fire, fire on those
sons' of bitches!" he shouted in his best bull roar. The mighty blast of
cannon shattered the morning air and sheets of grapeshot ripped bloody
swaths through the packed ranks of surprised redcoats. Abby tried to
watch the action as she rapidly reloaded, searching for any targets that may have survived the initial fusillade of cannon fire. The Continental soldiers were expert cannoneers and
it showed in their effectiveness. The guns on the ends of the line had
been aimed at the outer ranks of men, and the middle guns were
increasingly aimed towards the center of the formation so when they all
fired at once the entire group of soldiers came under fire.
As
the first volley died off and the men were frantically reloading the
field pieces, the screams of wounded and dying men rang shrill in the
air. Abby and Rose each picked off another man before the cannon began
to speak again in a ragged chorus. For another two minutes it was bedlam
as bodies and body parts fell in the field like rain as the terrible
grapeshot did it's formidable duty. After the third and final round, the men charged the remaining redcoats and engaged in hand to hand combat.
Rose
held back and continued to fire at targets of opportunity while Abby
joined Alec with her rapier and together the two reaped a bloody
harvest. She had no mercy as she fought, killing every man who had the
courage to engage her flickering steel, and stabbing the wounded as she
passed them by. Alec stayed close to her and when his newfound sword
fighting skills didn't serve him well, he beat the redcoats back with
sheer strength and audacity.
Somehow,
through the fog of battle he saw Major Moore take a musket ball to his
thigh that fractured his femur, sending him to the ground with a roar of
pain. A redcoat saw opportunity and charged the Major with a drawn
sword, intent to dispatch him. Alec knew he couldn't get there in time
but he tried anyway. He broke into a run towards them, then saw a sight that would live with him forever.
Little
June, the slave girl, was running like a deer across the field with a
sword in her hand and quartering behind the attacking redcoat. She
threw herself on the backs of his legs and they both went down in a
heap. She scrambled quickly to her feet and chopped down on the hapless
man while sobbing with anger. She cursed him roundly as her sword bit
into his head and neck, splattering herself in his hot blood. When he
was dead, she stood over the wounded Major, her sword poised and ready
to fight like a lioness defending her young.
Meanwhile,
Abby had tangled with a huge redcoat, one that she knew she should've
avoided if possible due to his sheer size and strength. The crushing
blows of his steel on her's were difficult to parry and she knew her
wrist couldn't take the punishment for long. Her rapier darted in and
out, leaving its mark twice on his right arm and again on his belly. He
was streaming blood and panting loudly, but seemed to grow faster and
stronger as their bout progressed. Remembering the way she'd defeated a
redcoat officer long ago, she parried a particularly heavy blow and she
struck like a rattler at the wrist joint of his sword arm.
He
bellowed in pain as his tendons parted with an audible snap and she
smelled victory, but it was fleeting. His left fist came from nowhere
and clouted on the side of her head, knocking her to the hard ground
nearly unconscious. She looked up at him woozily, fully expecting his
sword to appear and run her through. His snarling face swam into view
and his left hand closed around her throat, viciously squeezing the life
from her. Her vision began to tunnel as she writhed on the ground
struggling to breathe. His evil, grinning face grew close to hers and
she could smell the horrible breath emanating from his blackened,
his teeth exploded and a sheet of blood rained down on her upturned
face as Rose's well aimed bullet took his life just in the nick of time.
He stiffened spasmodically, then fell
lifeless on her body, crushing her to the dirt. She sucked for air,
nearly gagging as his hot blood ran into her mouth and nose. Kicking and
fighting she rolled from under him, then in a fit of rage, drew her
dagger and punched it in his eye, twisting and turning it viciously and
scrambling his brain to mush.
Strong
arms went around her and Alec's comforting words pierced her fog,
"Easy, Angel, easy now. He's dead." She looked at him numbly, then collapsed in his embrace.
"That
was a close one, Heavy. I need to quit picking on the big ones, damn
it," she muttered as her senses slowly returned. They both stood shakily
and she turned to face him, kissing him quickly before turning her
attention back to the battlefield.
Just then the cavalry arrived from the Continental lines. They'd awaited to
charge until they heard the booming of cannon fire. They poured over
the embankment and smashed into the remaining redcoats, first firing
their muskets and pistols, then slashing down with razor sharp sabers,
slaughtering the last of the enemy troops. As the fighting died off,
Alec and Abby stood and rested, completely blown and panting for breath.
They looked in amazement at the sight before them. It looked like a
scene from hell, bloody, eviscerated bodies and burning tents filled the
air with a putrid scent while the screams of the wounded set their
teeth on edge. The troops moved among them and swiftly killed the
survivors, using sword and knife to end their lives.
Alec
went to Major Moore and tended to him until two soldiers with a wagon
arrived and carefully lifted him in the bed, joining the other wounded
for the bumpy ride back to camp. Abby hunted for and found Rose, whom
was sitting at the embankment with a smoking rifle, the barrel hot to
the touch from the high rate of fire she'd maintained.
Abby
threw herself in her arms and hugged her tightly. "Thank for saving my
life again, sweetness," she said loudly, her ears still ringing from the
din of battle.
"You're welcome, honey!" Rose exclaimed with fire still in her eyes. "I love killing those bastards, almost too much I'm afraid." She put an arm around Abby and hugged her close, then shared a sweet kiss with her.
Sarah & the General
The two sat in silence and watched as the troops continued to mop up the battlefield. Suddenly, Rose had a thought. "The general's tent! We
should loot it before anyone else does! I bet he has some stuff that
Nathan would want!" The two beauties shot to their feet and ran to the
tent. It was still standing, but barely. A couple guy ropes had been
parted by shrapnel or shot and the fabric was torn, but it had survived.
They went in and found Alec had beat them
there. He was stuffing parchments and other items into a leather
satchel. Abby flung herself in his arms and kissed him deeply, sighing
at the warmth of him. Rose gave them a few seconds, then joined
them and her lips met Alec's as well. He hugged his girls and sighed
with relief, happy beyond words that they'd all survived the battle
unscathed. As they rifled through the tent, Rose let out a cry of joy
when she found a small wooden chest filled with gold coins, so heavy
that she couldn't pick it up.
"I want to give it to the soldiers and their families!" she exclaimed. "Do you suppose that Nathan would agree?"
"I
can't speak for him, but I'd imagine so. We'll run it by him when we
get back to camp," Alec stated. They continued sacking the tent and Abby
let out a surprised cry.
"I found some laudanum!" she said happily as she sniffed a gallon jug of the substance. "We can use it for our wounded!"
Soon,
they'd finished their pillaging and readied for the long walk across
the field back to their own lines. Alec secured a loose horse and
strapped the treasure chest to it's saddle
while Abby paused atop the enemy embankment and turned to look back
over the field of battle, shaking her head at the sight. Over three
hundred redcoat bodies were laying in bloody, stinking disarray.
"A
job well done," she muttered to herself as a wave of exhaustion rolled
over her small frame. Everyone had been awake for over twenty four hours
now, and with her adrenaline dump wearing off, she was almost asleep on
her feet. She took Alec's arm while Rose took the other and together
they made their way back to their lines.
They
found Nathan sitting up in his bed with Sarah in close attendance. He
was wide awake and hoping for good news. They swiftly filled him in on
their victory and he let out a huge sigh of relief.
"So we won? Was it decisive?" he asked hurriedly.
"Yes, Uncle. We
killed over three hundred of them. We've nothing to fear anymore, and I
brought this back for you," Abby said with a happy smile, and tossed
the brain spattered hat of the enemy general to Nathan. He flicked a
piece of skull bone from the brim and chuckled joyfully.
"You cocksucker. We've finally got you," he said to the hat with a smile.
"Abby
got him!" Rose bragged. "She killed him with a single shot to his
noggin, and I got the colonel. Then Alec called out the order to fire
and all hell broke loose!" she said excitedly, reliving the opening
moments in her mind.
"We also got a chest full of gold!" Alec exclaimed. "We'll leave it here with you under guard if that's okay."
"Of course it is! Well done!" he congratulated, "you'll have to tell me all about it later. Where's James at?"
"He took a ball to his thighbone, I believe it's broken badly," Alec said. "and June is taking care of him. My next stop is the doctor's tent to check on him."
A frown of concern furrowed Nathan's brow. "Keep me up to date on his condition, please. Maybe I can visit him later."
"You need to rest, darling," Sarah spoke up unexpectedly as she caressed his shoulder, "your own wound is quite grievous."
"Alec,
this is Sarah," Rose broke in to introduce her, "she's helping Nathan
in his recovery." Alec met her gaze and she gave him a conspiratorial
wink. He smiled back, not at all surprised that she was up to no good yet again.
He kissed her cheek and muttered in her ear. "You saucy wench, always spoiling us men. Well
done, beautiful." She colored at his praise and wondered why he still
had such an effect on her after all the time they'd spent together.
The
companions took their leave and went to check on James. The doctor had
him on a makeshift table and was swabbing out the wound in his leg. June
was with him and was attempting to hold him down as he writhed in
agony. His thigh looked crooked with a slight dogleg in the middle of
it. Abby approached the doctor and handed him her newfound jug of liquid
gold.
"It's laudanum," she stated. "I took it from the enemy in hopes of helping out our own."
"Oh,
thank you, Miss Durham, I was rationing our meager supply already. This
is truly a gift from God!" He rapidly administered a strong dose to the
Major, and Alec answered his many questions about the battle while they
waited for it to take effect. In a few minutes James was barely lucid
and had a loopy grin on his face. The doctor produced two strong poles
to use as a splint and asked Alec for some help. They gently lifted the
Major and laid him on the floor of the tent, then spread his legs apart.
They cut the remainder of his trousers from his body and prepared to
sat before him and put a foot in James' crotch, while the doctor lifted
his heavy genitalia out of harm's way. The girls watched wide eyed as
Alec gripped hos foot and began a strong, steady traction. Despite the
laudanum, James groaned in pain and nearly passed out as his broken leg
slowly straightened out. The doctor rapidly tied the splint tightly
around his thigh, then Alec carefully released the leg. James sighed in relief and relaxed into June's comforting embrace.
"There,
there," she whispered. "It's all over now, sweetheart." Together they
lifted James to a nearby bed and June covered him to keep him warm. In a
few moments his breathing steadied and he fell into a drug induced
sleep while June kissed his brow softly and smiled down at him tenderly.
Abby watched her with pride. Her friend was truly a gentle soul at
heart and she loved taking care of the sick and wounded. Alec was
watching as well, wondering how such a beautiful and loving creature
could turn into a vicious killer as she had been earlier in the day. He
shook his head, then bent to kiss June's upturned mouth.
"You're
such a sweetheart. Thanks for all you did today, my little slave girl,"
he whispered in her ear. She blushed violently and kissed him softly in
return.
"You're welcome, Master," she said meekly. He ruffled her dark curls affectionately and stood up.
"It's
time for some sleep, any takers?" he asked, while looking at Abby and
Rose. Without a word they took his arms and led him to their tent.
Filthy and bloody, they undressed and fell into bed, curling into each
other's warmth and falling asleep in seconds.
After a few hours, Alec awoke with a bursting bladder. As he stepped outside to relieve himself he had an idea. He dressed, then went in search of a large wooden barrel. He soon found one that'd been used to store dry goods. He carried it inside their tent, then went
to the area where the camp followers cooked food and cleaned laundry.
The girls were eager to please the big, handsome man and soon provided
him with plenty of hot water to fill his barrel.
He roused his women and they were loathe to get up until they they saw
the barrel of steaming hot water, then they playfully fought over who
got to go first. Alec leaned back and enjoyed watching the dirty, naked
vixens wash each other clean as they'd done so many times before. He
stepped in to wash each girl's hair and they purred with contentment as
his strong hands massaged their scalps with thick lather. Soon, it was
his turn and he dumped out the filthy water and refilled the barrel with
clean. The girls spoiled him rotten with their wandering hands,
especially when they reached his cock and balls. They fought for
possession of his rampant prick and teased him mercilessly with their
soapy hands.
They soon struck up a conversation like Alec wasn't even there.
"What should we do with him?" Abby teased as she fondled his huge balls in a soapy hand.
"Oh,
I'm not sure. Should we rinse him off and send him on his way, or take
pity on him and make him cum?" Rose giggled, while stroking his
if we make him cum now he'll last much longer for us this evening. I'm
sure June needs some love too," Abby said, smiling as he nodded
emphatically. She smiled up at him and squeezed him gently, raising him
agree, let's work him over so he won't be quick on the trigger
tonight," Rose purred. The girls rinsed him off as he stepped from the
barrel, then dried
him off with a towel. Abby knelt in front of him and took his shaft in
her hand, then tugged Rose down to join her. Alec groaned in
anticipation as the girls both made eye contact with him, then opened
their mouths and together bathed his genitals. For long minutes they
clung to him and returned his love, whimpering with the pleasure of it.
His big hands wandered down to explore both their nubile bodies, but
they reluctantly pulled away.
"We've
got chores to do, big man," Abby declared regretfully. "Besides, we
want our June with us when we take advantage of you tonight." She kissed
him again longingly, then broke
away from his embrace to get dressed. Rose caressed his low hanging,
spent cock one last time before following Abby's lead. He admired their
swinging behinds as they left, then looked down at his cock as a last,
long string of cum trailed out to land on the ground. He gripped it in a
big hand and gave himself a few tugs while thinking of the night's
upcoming activities. He knew he was a lucky man and promised himself
that he'd give his women an exceptional performance, or die trying.
In
just a few minutes, June appeared accompanied by Sarah, whom shyly
entered behind her in the tent. She was shocked at the sight of Alec laying naked
on the bed, thinking immediately that he looked almost exactly like
Nathan. He flew up and hastily pulled on a clean pair of trousers while
apologizing profusely. June was smiling in amusement at his predicament
and threw herself in his arms for a kiss, while Sarah looked on in
astonishment.
"I've missed you, Master," June whispered in his ear.
"And
I you, my little slave," he returned, as he held her slight body in his
strong hands. He looked to their visitor now that he was partially
clothed.
"Hello again, Sarah." He
smiled to himself when he saw her gaze was locked on his thickly
muscled torso. He truly loved a lady's attention and he subconsciously
puffed out his chest a bit as she ogled him. She finally raised her
brown eyes to his grey ones and saw his were filled with mirth. Flushing
a deep red, she stubbed a toe in the dirt, dying with embarrassment.
Alec saved her further mortification by speaking to June.
"Lets's get some new wash water, June. You two need cleaned up. We just finished ourselves."
"I
know, Rose and Abby just relieved us and told us to come here. They
said some sexy stud of a man was waiting and willing to bathe both of
your service, my ladies," he said solemnly, and bowed low while
sweeping an invisible hat from his head. Sarah was backing slowly
towards the tent opening, unsure of what was going to happen to her when
June giggled and tugged her back.
"Alec
will only help if you desire. I've heard he gives excellent shampoos
and I'm long overdue. Let's get this barrel refilled." As the three
fetched water, June reassured Sarah that all was fine. "Why don't you
watch how he takes care of me, then you can decide if you want to play
or not. I highly recommend it though."
When
the water was replaced, June undressed in front of the other two and
Alec picked her up by the waist to set her in the barrel. She sighed in
satisfaction and crouched down until her little head was just above
water. While she soaked, Alec poured himself a stiff whiskey and offered
Sarah the same. She rarely drank and was surprised at how smooth her
drink was, only coughing slightly as it burned it's way to her empty tummy.
She
watched with some trepidation as Alec poured water over June's black
hair and worked soap deep into her scalp. She moaned in pleasure as he
massaged her for several minutes, almost falling asleep under his touch.
Eventually, he rinsed her hair clean and pulled her to her feet. He
soaped her upper body thoroughly, spending plenty of time on her
shoulders and full breasts, while her nipples hardened nicely under his
fingers. Sarah was halfway tipsy by now and all eyes when Alec scooped
the little maid out of the water and stood her on a towel so he could
wash her lower body.
Again,
June was in rapture as his hands gently soaped her lithe body. He stood
behind her and caressed a breast in one hand while his other slid
between her trembling thighs. She moaned when his clever fingers parted
her smooth petals and cleaned her thoroughly. He slid further back and
ran a soapy finger around her tight little asshole, and she almost came
was nearly beside herself. She never seen such business before and the
only thing keeping her inside the tent was the pleasant tingling in her
nethers and burn of whiskey in her belly. More of both was what she needed she realized, and chose to be brave and see what happened next.
Alec
finished up and dunked a disappointed June back in the barrel to rinse
her off. When he was finished, she clung to him as he lifted from the
water. Wrapping her naked legs around his hips she kissed him sweetly, then let
herself down so he could dry her off. Sarah took the moment to gulp
down another stiff shot, knowing she'd need it in a few minutes to help
make up her mind if she'd stay, or chicken out and flee the tent. Alec
stood tall from drying June and looked Sarah in the eye.
To be continued in part 15, by Seethegood for Literotica.
