The men depart for war and Abby establishes her authority.

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"Do you still wish to make me happy, Maddy?" he asked.

"Of course, Master, always."

He

laid on his back and tugged her head to his waist. "Suck me, Maddy. I

would like that very much," he commanded. She looked at his still

throbbing cock trapped in her small hand. It was covered in his thick

cum and traces of blood from Sabra's destroyed pussy. She quailed at the

sight but knew he wanted her to do his bidding. Daintily, she stuck her

tongue out to sample him. He was warm and salty while she caught a

taste of copper from Sabra.

He

tugged her closer with a big hand entangled in her hair and she finally

gave in. She desperately wanted to make him happy at any price so she

opened wide and took him in her warm mouth. He let out such a groan of

satisfaction that she was instantly gratified with her decision. He

repaid her by swinging her hips over his face and introducing her to the

joys of the sixty-nine position. When she felt his tongue plunge inside

her she let out a joyful cry and redoubled her efforts to clean his

cock with her eager mouth. For long minutes they enjoyed each other

until she experienced a wonderful orgasm and he was again hard as a

fireplace poker.

He pulled her up from his waist and spun her to face him. "Madeline?"

"Yes, Master?"

"I

think you were rather mean to poor Sabra, weren't you?" She looked at

him warily and saw steel in his eyes, but at the same time his lip

quirked with humor. She lowered her eyes submissively.

"Yes, Master. I was jealous of her and I shouldn't have spoken so rudely." she admitted softly.

"What should your punishment be for such a sin?" She frantically thought for a few seconds.

"Um, a spanking, maybe?"

Sabra

wanted so badly to join in and name a punishment, but figured keeping

silent was probably her best choice because she hardly knew the General

at all.

"How

about you get the same treatment that you begged me to give her? A

long, hard fuck?" She quickly looked up at him and he gave her a wink

that surprised her greatly. She'd thought she was in serious trouble!

She broke into a beautiful smile.

"Oh

yes, Master. I'm sure I deserve that," she giggled in relief. His hard

hand gripped a handful of her hair and steered her off the bed and onto

her knees on the bearskin rug while she yelped in consternation.

"Spread yourself," he commanded in a stern voice. She immediately reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks open.

"Ah

yes, beautiful, sweet Maddy. Hold yourself just like that. Sabra, help

me find my way," he groaned as he crouched behind her and covered her

hands in his, spreading her open to the point of pain. Sabra caught his

prodigious length in her hand and steered him into Maddy's wet pussy. He

lowered himself until he wedged his thickness just barely inside her

and waited. He'd felt her tense up at first contact and held back until

she relaxed. When she did so, he immediately powered down and buried

himself to the hilt in one ruthless thrust. Her head flew back and she

let out a guttural groan like he'd never heard before.

The

breath was nearly driven from her lungs, so he waited a few seconds

until she recovered, then withdrew only to drop his full weight behind

his massive cock and he gutted her again, much to the delight of a

vengeful Sabra.

"Fuck

the little slut, Master. Have no mercy on her!" she whispered wickedly.

He almost laughed at how the girls pitted themselves against each other

and he counted himself lucky to have been matched with them.

He

shook his head in amusement, then returned his full attention to Maddy.

He gripped her ass and began forcefully fucking her, long deep strokes

that pounded into the very darkest depths of her spasming pussy.

She

was crying out continuously now, exhorting him to fuck her, to ruin

her, to never stop what he was doing to her. He obeyed and gave her his

all until he was near exhaustion. Sweating and panting with effort, he

drilled her through a final orgasm that had her gripping his cock

fiercely with her internal muscles and wringing the last orgasm of the

night from him. She managed to stay on her knees when he impaled her a

last time with a mighty thrust and came explosively deep inside her.

He

threw his head back and concentrated on spurting as hard and deep as he

could, obeying the age old instinct to impregnate a mate. She groaned

in painful pleasure when she felt his cock bottom out inside her and

flood her with hot cum. As he was jerking and shuddering his last, her

knees gave out and she collapsed prone on the fur rug leaving him

kneeling behind her, his cock still swollen and spitting ropes of cum on

her ass and thighs. Sabra was on her knees beside him and she quickly

bent and took his dripping cock head in her mouth to suckle him and lick

him clean while he murmured his encouragement. Slowly, he tipped over

beside Maddy and tugged her head over to rest on his furred chest while

Sabra snuggled in on the other side.

"Ah,

ladies. You've ruined me forever," he said in a voice still rough with

passion. "I've never experienced anything like that before."

"Thank

you, Master," they both chimed together, then giggled aloud. Sabra got

up and went to fetch water and cloths to clean them with, and Maddy took

the opportunity to talk with Nathan in private. She ran her hands

gently up and down his body, soothing him until his breathing returned

to normal, then spoke her heart.

"Will you stay with us longer, please?" she asked hesitantly, knowing a slave had no right to ask such a question.

"I

can't, sweet girl. The war beckons and we have duties to perform. I'd

love nothing better though. I promise to come see you any time I'm close

to this area. Would that be ok with you?" She nodded her head rapidly

and smiled a bit sadly.

"I'll miss you terribly, Master. No man has ever treated me like you do."

He

looked down at her and kissed her forehead. "Ah, sweet Maddy. I'm so

lucky to have found you. You love me even when I mistreat you a bit like

this evening. I'm not sure I deserve you."

"Oh

Master, I was jealous of you and Sabra and I needed to be punished. I

have no claim on you and I'm only here to serve. Please forgive me." she

begged as hot tears flooded her beautiful eyes.

"There's

nothing to forgive, sweetheart. And another thing, when we're alone or

with members of this family, call me Nathan. When we're around others,

I'm simply General Greene," he said and hugged her to him tenderly. She

felt a warm glow and the fluttering of hope in her breast, something

she'd never experienced before as a plantation slave.

Sabra

returned, and using a damp cloth gently cleaned Nathan's cock and balls

until she was satisfied, then she and Maddy cleaned themselves. Sabra

went to take her leave, but Maddy called softly to her.

"Sabra,

come sleep with us, please." Nathan was pleasantly surprised and turned

his head to Maddy. She looked at him with a tender smile and kissed him

sweetly. "I love you, Master," she whispered.

Chapter 13

General

Greene decided to take another day of rest before departing for his

command, a decision the family was more than happy with. The recent

combat had been hard on them all and Nathan judged they needed a respite

before pursuing the war against the Crown. He soon asked Abby and Alec

to meet him in George's study.

"I've

got some bad news for you both. Alec needs to meet with my people, the

ones he'll be corresponding with while fulfilling his duties here," he

said gravely, while a frown of dismay crossed the young couple's faces.

He

continued, "It'll help both him and my folks immensely if they can

spend a few days getting to know one another and teaching Alec what my

surveillance section is all about."

Abby

glanced up at Alec and behind his frown she saw a glint in his eye. She

suspected that this wasn't all bad news to him as he was a spy by trade

and had been out of the loop for several months now. He was probably

itching to get back to business.

"It

doesn't make me happy in the least, but I can understand the

reasoning," Abby said. "How would this work out, would he go with you

tomorrow?"

"Yes, that's what I'd prefer. He can travel with us and return to the plantation on his own in a month or so," Nathan replied.

Abby pursed her lips and thought a moment. She really wanted to accompany the men, but knew the General would probably not allow it, also, she needed to stay and implement her plan on getting the plantation back up and making a profit again.

"I

know you can handle it, dear Abby," Nathan said gently. "With good

friends like Rose and June, you should have no issues keeping the

plantation in line."

"She's

just the woman for the job. She's smart and more than capable of

managing it," Alec said confidently and gave her a reassuring wink. She

smiled lovingly up at him and stuck out her little pink tongue.

"Flattery

will get you everywhere, big man," she teased. He put an arm around her

and hugged her close while she giggled happily.

Nathan

looked at them fondly. "Well, that's settled then. Now I need to speak

to George and William. If they're ready, I'll have them head south

tomorrow and pursue the redcoats as hard and fast as possible. I want

them pushed back to the sea and out of our country," he said with a

determined look in his eye.

Abby and Alec took their leave and wandered arm in arm down the hall.

"I shall miss you terribly," Abby said sadly.

"And

I you, Angel," he responded. "It's for the best though. I must admit I

look forward to resuming my old billet in the Army. It's the most

fulfilling thing I've ever done other than meet you, sweetheart," he

added.

"I

understand. I can't blame you for that. It'll be interesting to see you

operate. It's undoubtedly so different than what I dragged you through

the last few months," she said, and lovingly squeezed his thick bicep

with her small, but strong hand. "I hope you'll be much safer this time

'round," she teased, remembering how she'd rescued him from a sure

hanging just a few short months ago.

"Tell

me about it. Thank God for angels," he said solemnly, then stopped and

pulled her into his arms for a sweet kiss. "If it weren't for you I'd be

long dead and in the ground," he whispered, and kissed her again,

deeply and with all the sincerity he could muster. When they parted his

eyes were a bit misty, and hers were moistened as well.

"I love you, Heavy,"

she breathed, and winked up at him with a tender smile. He gave her

such a look of love that her heart clenched in her chest and she felt a

tear leak out to trickle down her cheek. He kissed it away and gathered

her in for another gentle kiss.

"There's

a bedroom down the hall ya know!" a female voice said loudly and they

quickly looked up to see Rose smiling at them and giggling into her hand

from a few steps away. She squeaked in alarm when Alec suddenly lunged

at her and caught her up in tight hug, then swatted

her little ass until she laughingly begged for mercy. When he stopped,

she squeezed him as hard as she could and pecked him on the cheek. He

let her go and Abby grabbed her for a big hug as well.

"Nathan is stealing my man and sending father and William away! Whatever will we do?" Abby asked of Rose, with a sad expression. Rose's eyes widened in alarm.

"I knew it was coming, damn it! How long will they be gone, months and months?" she cried.

"He

said Alec will be gone a month or so. He didn't give a time frame for

father and William. I would imagine until the redcoats are defeated."

Tears gathered in Rose's eyes as the bad news sank in.

"But

we just found them! Damn it, that makes me mad as hell!" Rose sobbed

and threw herself in Abby's loving arms. Alec joined them and gave them

what little comfort he could. He heard the study door close and looked

up to see George and William taking their leave of the General, and they

both wore long faces. William looked at Rose in Alec's arms and he took

a step towards them with a pensive look on his face, then stopped and

nodded at Alec sadly. He turned and followed George down the hall, his shoulders slumped under the weight of his burden.

Just

before lunch, while Alec was packing his clothing into a wooden travel

chest, he was approached by George. "Son, I've a favor to ask of you and

Abby. Will you accompany William and I at lunch, please? We'd like to speak to you two for awhile.

Then afterwards I fully intend to drink the afternoon away and enjoy my

last day here to the fullest!" he declared with a smile that somehow

refused to reach his eyes. Alec noticed immediately and knew his future

father-in-law was not happy in the least. However, he knew George was a

professional and would fulfill his duties without complaint.

"I'd be more than happy to, George. Shall I request anything special from Maddy?"

"No,

just whatever she has in mind for the day. I'll not inconvenience her

in the least. She has plenty more than us to worry about."

Alec

was continuously impressed with George's care and concern of his

slaves. He was like no other man Alec had ever met when it came to

respect for his laborers and he always treated them like members of his

own family.

"As you wish, I'll hit her up for a bottle of nice wine though. I think you and William deserve it."

 Conjugal Caring for June & Rose

Maddy

served the four of them roasted chicken and rice along with a delicious

white wine that had them all complimenting her until she blushed a

dusky red and shyly left the room.

"How did you manage to keep Rose and June from being here with us?" Abby asked in curiosity.

"There's

a poor widow staying in one of the slave cabins, and by chance she came

by to ask for help with one of her sick children. I asked the girls to

see what they could do. I resent doing that to them but William and I

need a private conversation with you two."

"That seems rather serious, father. Whatever could be so secretive that you wouldn't include them?" Abby asked in concern.

George

took a huge breath and let it out in a long sigh. He looked at the

floor for several moments to harden his courage and William took the

opportunity to get up and pour four stiff whiskeys in large glasses and

hand them out.

George

finally met their eyes and they both saw his were filled with tears.

"Abby, Alec, you know I love you both deeply, I hope you realize that,"

he began. Abby gripped Alecs big

hand in fearful anticipation of his next words, this was not like her

father at all. They both nodded at George in agreement.

He

continued, "William and I are departing tomorrow for who knows how long

with the goal of defeating the British at all costs. We may never

return as you both know how dangerous of an undertaking this is. Nathan

seems to think we can do it in a matter of a year or so. I'm not quite

that optimistic but stranger things have happened. Our concern is of

course for Rose and June's welfare while we're gone. We know you'll take

good care of them for that time, but what if one or both of us die in

battle or of sickness?"

Alec

couldn't help himself and broke in. "You two will do a great job in the

field and will come home soon, hale and hearty!" he exclaimed

confidently.

"I

value your support, Alec, but William and I are realists. William,

could you continue, please? They need to hear this from the both of us,"

George said a bit sadly.

"Of

course," William said in a voice breaking with emotion. "This is

extremely difficult to talk about, please forgive me. George and I are

pleading with you both to resume your prior relationships with Rose and

June, the same as when you were living in Mister Yates' cabin."

Abby sucked in a surprised breath, shocked at his words, then grabbed Alec for support.

William

continued, "We can't bear thought of our women here alone and pining

away without us while you two have a full and loving relationship. Their

sadness would be unbearable to George and I.

We realize how important you were for their survival the last few

months, dear Abby. Without you and Alec, they would've been dead long

ago. We fully trust you two to keep them happy and in a positive frame

of mind during our absence. We also realize how painful this may be for

you, because the girls told us how you reclaimed Alec's affections for

yourself when you found George and me here."

He

paused and waited for a few moments while the couple grappled with his

unexpected words. "I need a little bit to think," Abby said in a weak

voice, completely taken aback at the change of events.

"Of

course," said George gently, "but please let us know today sometime so

we can settle our minds. Just know that we love you dearly and won't

take offense if you deny us. As William said, it's almost intolerable of

us to ask you this, yet we don't see any other recourse for our peace

of mind. We'll see ourselves out and hope to join you both at dinner."

The men left, and Alec turned to his sweetheart. "Abby," he began.

She cut him off with a raised hand and wiped tears from her cheeks. "It's  okay,

sweetheart. I'm fine I think. Yesterday I had a thought that when the

men left for war, Rose and June would need our attention and it made me

remember all the times we were together with them. I imagined them

approaching us for affection, but never thought that father and William

would ask us. I can't conceive of the courage it took them to do it.

They must really love those two girls to allow them to be intimate with

us again."

Alec

looked at her closely and saw the battle hardened girl he fell in love

with emerge from her recently found cocoon of relative safety. Her

beautiful blue eyes sharpened and grew more determined as she gazed back

at him.

"I

knew it was too good to last, just me and you together, but I'll do

anything for Rose and June," she stated firmly. "This damn war keeps

demanding so much from us, but I won't give up, honey. I just can't."

She climbed up into his lap and buried her head in his neck, inhaling

the warm scent of him with a little shiver of pleasure.

"I've told you before, lover. I'm perfectly content being with you only. Hell, I can't handle anymore than that," he said with heartfelt emotion. "I can't lie though. I loved being with all you girls and I truly adore Rose and June, just in a much different way than you. Does that make any sense, Angel?"

"Yes,

it does. And I believe you. I've seen it in your gorgeous grey eyes,"

she whispered up at him. "How do feel about it, can you be that close to

the girls again and give them back to the men when they return?"

Alec

took a big breath and let out a long sigh. "I can if I'm half as strong

as you. I'm still in shock from their questions while you've already

recovered and are plotting how to make it all work. I can see your

wheels turning as we speak and I admire that, sweetheart. You're the

strongest person I know."

She

slapped his chest lightly and giggled through her tears. "No, you're

the strongest. I rescued you from the hangman and you rode all night

with the skin flayed from your back without a complaint. You followed me

into battle and got wounded twice, again without complaint. You even

managed to keep your being a spy secret all those months without us

girls suspecting a thing. A girl couldn't ask for a better man than

that, especially one with such a beast of a cock," she said

flirtatiously and ran a soft hand over the obnoxious bulge protruding

down his trouser leg.

"What

do ya say, big man, do we deny the men their plea or do we soldier on

and keep our girls happy?" she asked in a determined tone of voice.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply until she was gasping for breath.

"We soldier on, Angel. Tis the only choice we have."

Before

dinner, the young couple cornered William and George to deliver their

verdict. Alec took the lead. "Here's our deal. You two gentlemen tell

Rose and June of your decision, to include that it was your idea. They

need to know that. Also, we'll not approach them to be intimate. If and

when they need succor, they can come to us and we'll welcome them

gladly, but we don't want to influence their decision in any way.

They'll also be welcome to assist Abby and I in prosecuting the war. If

they volunteer to do dangerous deeds with us we won't discourage them.

They were indispensable in our struggle to survive these last months and

if they want to fight again, it's fine with us. All good so far?"

William

and George nodded together in agreement. By the smiles on their faces

they appeared to be grateful. Abby used the moment to pipe up, "And when

you return, which you certainly shall, any issues that arise because of

this will not be reflected on or held against my Alec. I simply won't

have it. In fact, that would be a sure way to cause me grief against you

both," she said sternly with steel in her eyes as she pinned each man

with a long stare.

Her

father gathered her in his arms and hugged her closely. "I swear it,

daughter. If I come home and June is alive and happy, I couldn't ask for

any more than that."

"And

I as well," William stated firmly. "Rose's happiness is paramount to

me, regardless of my own frame of mind on the matter. Thank you, Alec.

You truly are a good friend," he said while shaking Alec's big hand and

meeting his eyes with a solid gaze.

"Yes,

Alec. Thank you," George rejoined. "I admit this is one of the hardest

days of my life, yet somehow I feel more confident in our futures than

ever. Your decision will allow William and I to

concentrate fully on our duties rather than wringing our hands in worry

over our women." He gave Abby a tender smile and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you too, dear daughter. You're the light of my life, you know."

Just

then Maddy appeared, dressed in her finest to announce that dinner was

ready. They obediently followed her, and the family, including Major

Moore, toasted everyone's health and sat down to enjoy their last dinner

together.

Soon,

everyone finished up and went directly to their respective bedrooms,

eager to spend their last precious moments alone with their lovers. Abby

slowly stripped her clothing away and sat at her mirror to brush out

her hair, one of Alec's favorite things to watch her do. When she was

finished, she sat him down and worked his white shirt down over his

broad shoulders, kissing her way down his furry chest and giggling as

his hair tickled her nose.

He

stood suddenly and grabbing her up, threw her on the big bed. She was

giggling helplessly as she bounced on the mattress and landed on her

back.

She

shivered at the sound of her beast man and a flood of goosebumps ran

down her arms and back. A feeling of submissiveness came over her and

she suddenly wanted nothing more than her man on top of her.

"Roll me over, lover. Make me feel it for a week," she whispered in a soft voice filled with need.

"I

love you, sweetheart," he ground out between clenched teeth, "more than

ever!" She looked up at him and her heart melted in her chest.

She

was sobbing in joy, yet also pain at the thought of him leaving her.

She pulled her hands free of his grip and wrapped them around him to hug

him fiercely.

"My man, so big and strong. I

love you dearly, Heavy," she sighed as she wet his shoulder with hot

tears. Knowing he was crushing her, he gently rolled them over and held

her atop him. She snuggled in deep and enjoyed the feeling.

"Mmm, you feel so good, Angel. I wish I could take you with me," he murmured.

"Me too, I love a good adventure with a sexy, handsome man," she teased lightly.

She

covered them up and cuddled into his side, smiling to herself in

amusement as his deep breaths told her he was already asleep. She kissed

his lips tenderly, then lay awake for awhile, wondering what the next few months might bring.

Come

morning, the girls resisted getting out of bed, wanting to spend as

much time with their men as possible. Finally, Nathan shouted down the

hallways, rousing everyone from their slumber. Known only to the women,

Maddy had been up early, leaving Nathan to sleep while she stoked the

fires and warmed water for bathing the men. Mira and Sabra had

volunteered to wash them, with instructions from the women to spoil the

men relentlessly.

Meanwhile,

the girls had congregated in the kitchen and took whores baths, then

quickly went to their rooms and dressed in their Sunday best, wanting to

look good for their lovers departure. When the men arrived for

breakfast their fervid compliments on their beauty were well taken and

enjoyed by the ladies, all of whom had chosen dresses that accentuated

their slim forms and firm breasts. Even though the boys had been fully

sated the night before, their hands and eyes wandered with familiarity

on their lovers bodies, much to the delight of the women.

Too

soon it was time for them to depart and hugs and firm handshakes were

shared amongst the companions. Tears were leaking from the ladies eyes

as their men mounted their horses and took their leave, the same eyes

watching closely until the last man rode from view.

"Well shit fire," Rose cursed and wiped her wet cheeks.

"Damn it to hell, we just found our men only to lose them in just a few days," June said sadly.

Abby

gathered them both in her arms and kissed their cheeks tenderly. "We

can do this, ladies. We've done it before in much harder conditions, but

this time hopefully it won't last as long." Rose sniffled a bit, then

Abby felt her spine stiffen through her hand in the small of Rose's

back, and she knew her old friend Rose would come through just fine.

June

let out a huge sigh and surveyed the open yard and slave shacks further

down the lane and said, "Well girls, we may as well get to it. What's

next?"

George had left a full compliment of

militia men behind to help Abby in her endeavors as well as defend the

plantation. She took a day to create a list of things she wanted done

and asked the senior man, Joseph Higgins, to help her organize work

parties. He was a large man, tall and thick with muscle. His face was

handsome in a rough sort of way, mostly caused by an old saber cut that

was a vivid red line from his left eye to the curve of his jaw. Many a

girl had swooned over him, while he remained mostly unaware of their

willingness to make themselves available.

Almost all the slaves volunteered to help, as Abby refused to assign them unwanted labors. She also forbid any

man from raising his hand to a slave. She'd seen slaves violently

abused before and it turned her stomach. The militia men stared at her

sideways and mumbled in their beards at that, but after seeing the hard

stare Joseph gave them, they came around and chose to humor her. They'd

never seen slaves treated thusly before George had arrived, and were

quite taken by surprise.

She

set the men to cutting firewood, rounding up all the livestock they

could find in a several mile radius, and making the slave shacks and

small cabins on the property more habitable. While they worked, she

surveyed the razed tobacco fields and determined which ones needed the

most care and had the slaves ready them for planting in the spring.

June used her seamstress skills to fashion new and repair some

old dresses for the slave women and wives and widows of the militia.

Within a couple weeks the women were gaining confidence in their

appearance and held their heads higher as they paraded around, tempting

the men with their newfound attractiveness.

Rose

assisted both girls in any way that she could, especially with the

children. She loved spoiling them and even tried her hand at teaching.

Something she'd never thought she'd like doing, but she found it brought

her both joy and peacefulness.

Barely

two weeks into their lifestyle change, June and Rose sought out Abby

for comfort, and they started sleeping together in her and Alec's big

bed. Maddy thought it a bit strange, but by now she was growing

accustomed to the family's oddities as she saw it. One morning she went

to wake the three women, and like George had experienced before, she was

struck by their innocent beauty. She stood at their bedside and looked

down at them fondly as they slumbered. Rose's cheek was well cushioned

on June's substantial breast, her warm breath teasing a taut brown

nipple while Abby was tucked in close behind her with a lazy arm thrown

across her midsection.

Maddy started when June stirred and flipped the blankets back, then clasped

her hand. "Come. Warm up with us, it's so cozy in here," she invited

with a sleepy voice and smoky eyes. Maddy stiffened in alarm, but the

old habit of instant obedience took over and she carefully slipped in

fully clothed next to the beautiful, naked maid. June's slender arm went

around her and tugged her head close to her breast, mimicking Rose's

position. Maddy laid there stiffly for a while, only relaxing when June

stroked her neck and shoulders while singing a soft lullaby. Soon, her

eyes grew heavy and she joined the girls for a drowsy morning of

well-earned sleep.

They were startled awake by an adolescent male voice shouting in the hallway.

"Mistress

Abigail! Mistress Abigail! Come quick! He's killing her! Please hurry,

Mistress!" It was the young boy who usually stood a loose sentry watch

at the front door, and he sounded terrified. Abby flew from the pile of

sleeping female bodies and dressed haphazardly, not forgetting to buckle

on her trusty dagger and rapier. She hurried down the hall and the

young boy lead her at a dead run to the grisly scene unfolding before

the inhabitants of the plantation.

One

of the militia men was stinking drunk and had tied a young slave girl

to the hitching rail at one of the small cabins. He was overweight, bare chested, and

screaming insults while he laid into the fragile thing with a bullwhip.

She appeared to be 18 or 19 years old and her clothing was ripped and

torn by the lash. Blood ran freely from her thin black frame as he

whipped her mercilessly.

"Get

the children away from here!" Abby shouted in her most commanding

voice, praying it wouldn't crack under the strain of the moment. A few

women quickly bundled the small kids away while Abby addressed the man.

"Stop

this immediately!" She cried out. The man ignored her and continued

whipping the poor girl. "I said stop it! No slave will be whipped on my

properties!" she yelled frantically. The man ceased his efforts and

turned to face her, his face ugly with drink and anger.

"Fuck

you and your rules, you worthless cunt! Now fuck off!" He cocked his

arm, and with the speed of a striking rattler sent his whip flashing out

to tear into Abby's left forearm. She screamed as the tip split her

skin open and nearly went to her knees in pain.

Gathering herself, she again ordered him to stop.

"Fuck you, bitch! She's my slave and I'll beat her if I want. If you come any closer, I'll gut you like a fish!" he shouted, his face swollen and red with passion.

Just

then, Joseph ran up to the scene and cocked his rifle, then took a bead

on the man. "Let me kill him, Mistress, please. He's always been a

worthless piece of shit," he begged of Abby.

She felt a cold, calculated hate for the man settle over her. "No, but thank you Joseph. I'll handle him. Are the children all gone?"

"Yes, Ma'am, they're safely away!"

While

they spoke, the drunkard resumed whipping the still screaming slave

girl. Abby quickly strode up behind him while drawing her rapier, then she crouched low and with a wicked backhand, hacked through the backs of his boots, severing his achilles tendons

above his heels. He screamed in agony and crumpled to the ground while

the gathering crowd cried out in shock at her unexpected attack.

"You

would gut me like a fish? I think not, you repugnant beast!" Abby said

in a fierce growl. He sat with his legs straight out in front of him,

grabbing at his wounds and sobbing like a child.

Suddenly,

Rose's voice rang out above the din, "Abigail. No! Have mercy on him!"

She'd seen Abby like this before and knew the man was in for a violent

death.

Ignoring

her plea, Abby took a running step and kicked the man full in the face,

scattering his teeth over the yard and mangling his lips. He flopped

backwards on the ground, nearly unconscious. She swiftly dropped her

rapier and drew her dagger, then knelt next him and gripped his throat.

He looked up at her with pleading eyes that went wide in agony when she

punched her dagger in his gut just above his belt line. He screamed

shrilly as she ripped his belly open, sawing away until her blade

stopped at his sternum, where she angled her blade and with a grunt of

effort, spitted his heart with its razor sharp point. His guts billowed

out of his stomach cavity and she held her breath at the stench of it.

"Fuck

YOU, you piece of shit!" she hollered in anger, "Just fuck you!" She

stood up and spat on his quivering, dying carcass, then addressed a

shocked Joseph. "Take this evil man out in the forest and let the

coyotes have him!"

Joseph

was completely amazed at what he'd just seen and was at a loss for

words. She strode up to him and looked him dead in his startled eyes.

"Do you understand me, Joseph? Get it done, then come see me in the big

house."

"Yes,

Mistress Durham, right away Ma'am," he finally managed, and quickly

threw a rope around the man's legs, then towed him away, leaving a

bright trail of blood on the hard dirt.

Rose ran to Abby and hugged her. "Oh, Abby. Why did you have to kill him?"

Abby

gave her a steely glare and whispered, "Don't question me, Rose, not in

front of our people. Now go to the house, quickly now." June was there

also and she meekly followed Rose back inside. The doctor finally made

an appearance, apparently

he was the last to arrive. "Patch the poor girl up please, Doctor.

She'll stay in the house until she's mending well."

He looked closely at her right arm that was soaked in the man's blood. "Are you  okay? Did the man cause you injury?"

"He

got me here with his whip, that's all he could manage," she said as she

showed him her torn left sleeve. "I'll let you tend to it after you've

helped out our young lady."

They

helped the poor girl to the house where the doctor began tending her

many wounds. Meanwhile, Rose and June were beside themselves. They'd

seen Abby kill before, but this time it'd been particularly gruesome and

they were more than troubled.

"I'm sorry I spoke up, Abby. It won't happen again," Rose apologized, she didn't want her friend upset with her in the least.

"And

I'm sorry I barked at you. It's just that we ladies are in charge here

with no men to back us up. We can't afford to seem weak by questioning

each other," Abby said gently. She pulled Rose in for a tight hug that

smeared the man's blood from her arm all over Rose's dress.

"Whoops,

sorry," Abby giggled, a bit in shock herself at the day's events. The

adrenaline was having its way with her and she started to shake while

looking a bit peaked. Rare for her indeed, but she pushed it away and

tried to concentrate. June picked up on it it immediately

and ordered three cups of tea and a blanket from Maddy, whom scurried

to obey. As it was a cool day, Rose stoked the fire in the parlor, then

stripped Abby of her bloody shirt and sat her on the couch, then covered

her up while snuggling in next to her. Maddy delivered the tea, and at

Abby's insistence, joined them.

In

a low voice, June explained to Maddy what had happened and she gasped

in amazement at the story while looking at Abby with new eyes. She'd

heard tales of her exploits, but the day's action brought more truth

than rumor to them. Abby slowly sipped her tea and melted into Rose's

loving embrace.

Rose stroked her hair and caressed her neck until Abby leaned into her touch and purred with pleasure.

"Oh,

Rose. You're so good to me. That goes for all you girls. I couldn't

function a day without you," she said sleepily. Unbeknownst to her, the

doctor had slipped a few drops of laudanum in her tea at Rose's request

in the hopes of calming her down. It worked wonders for her and in a few

short minutes she was sleeping peacefully on Rose's shoulder.

Joseph arrived, and at June's urging carried Abby to bed where the girls joined her until

she awoke refreshed a couple of hours later. He was obediently waiting

in the parlor for her command when she made her appearance.

"Joseph,

tomorrow morning I want all the men and women to assemble out front.

Leave a woman or two to watch the children. I mean to have words with

everyone."

He nodded his head in acceptance, "Yes, Mistress Durham, I certainly will."

She continued, "And thank you for your support today. Especially when you offered to kill that evil man. I hope you understand why I had to do it myself."

"Yes, Mistress, I do, but I've never seen a woman do the like. I reckon most of the stories I've heard about you are true then?"

She

giggled and touched his arm, "Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Most stories get embellished beyond reason, but I've certainly had my

share of adventures." She winked and gave him a beautiful smile, her

bright blue eyes full of mischief, and he promptly fell head over heels

for her. She felt a bit bad for teasing him, but she needed loyal

friends right now. Especially a man with the will to command his men and carry out her wishes. She took his arm and led him to the front porch where they both noticed that the temperature outside had fallen even further.

Abby

shivered and looked up at a dark bank of sullen clouds in the sky.

"Burr, it's chilly out here. Maybe we'll have an early winter," she said

gloomily.

"I

think so," Joseph said. "My dear old grandmother says we're in for some

cold weather, and she's rarely wrong. I'll make sure Maddy has plenty

of wood for your stoves and fireplaces, Mistress."

"Well

thank you for thinking of us, kind sir." Abby returned graciously.

"Please make sure the war widows are taken care of as well."

"Already

taken care of," he said proudly. "We have a good network of people that

support those poor women. They lack for very little."

"I'm

so glad to hear that, Joseph. If you need anything at all, come to me

immediately and I'll do everything possible to help you out."

"Thank you, Mistress Durham, I shall," he said, and politely took his leave.

Abby

watched him as he walked away, shivering as a stiff gust of cold wind

arrived to toss her long blonde hair about her face and shoulders. She

hurriedly ducked inside and called for Maddy.

"Yes, Mistress?"

"Maddy, please call me Abby. I've told you that before."

"I'm sorry, just force of habit, Mistress." She caught herself with a giggle and a shy look at her new owner.

"I

think today should be a bath day," Abby declared. "It's frigid outside

and I'm chilled. Fetch Rose and June please. We three will stoke the

fireplaces and stoves while you heat the water, then we'll spoil

ourselves rotten because I happen to think we deserve it!" she laughed

happily. The trials of the day were slipping from her shoulders and she

began to feel like her old self.

"We'll also be a bit naughty. I feel the need for a tall whiskey with my bath, what do ya think, dear Maddy?"

"I think it sounds wonderful, Abby. I'll get right on it."

Soon

enough, the four women were naked and ensconced in the two large tubs.

Abby was with Rose, and June with Maddy. Bathing together was an old

habit with the three girls, but was entirely new to Maddy. June tenderly

cleaned her and washed her hair, then used the slippery soap to

lubricate her small hands as she massaged the stiffness from Maddy's neck

and shoulders. She purred like a kitten under June's ministrations,

having never experienced anything like this in her life.

June leaned back and spread her legs, then tugged Maddy's back

to her front and sighed in pleasure. "You feel so good, Maddy. Just

relax and enjoy," she murmured in her ear. She slid her hands up to cup Maddy's large

tits and soaped them up thoroughly, then gently caressed them while

Maddy slowly relaxed in her arms. While they soaked in the hot water the

girls made short shrift of their whiskey, and soon tipsy giggles were

filling the room.

Abby

leaned back into Rose and sighed happily. Rose smiled into her neck and

mimicking June, rubbed her shoulders while Abby moaned in pleasure.

"You're so good to me, sweet Rose," she murmured, "you can do this to me anytime you like. It feels wonderful."

"I'd do more than that if you'd let me, sweetheart," Rose whispered sexily.

Abby giggled and pinched her thigh. "You don't give up do you? Silly girl!"

She turned her head to kiss Rose's flushed cheek. "You know I love you, right?"

"And

I love you, sweet girl." Rose sighed, and kissed the shell of her ear.

She tugged Abby back into her and slid her arms around her. One hand

cupped a firm breast and the other caressed her tight belly. Feeling

toasty from the whiskey, Abby allowed Rose to play a little without

remonstrating her. She sighed deeply and rested her head back on Rose's

shoulder. In a few short minutes her eyelids grew heavy and Rose petted

her until she was dozing lightly in her arms.

June

looked over at them and smiled. Like Rose, she was entranced by Abby's

beauty and found herself becoming aroused at the sight of the two

gorgeous women sharing the tub. Maddy was watching as well and she too

was struck at the sight.

"They're so beautiful, Miss June. Aren't they lovely together?" she asked a bit shyly. June kissed her neck softly and replied.

"They sure are. You're lovely as well, Maddy. So brown and smooth, I could just eat you up!" she giggled.

"Thank you, Miss June. I've never been told I was beautiful until Nathan did the other night, and now from you. Do you really think so? I'm just a slave girl."

"Oh,

honey. You're far more than just a slave girl. You're a gorgeous woman

who attracts men willy-nilly. You had the General wrapped around your

pinky in no time. I daresay he was smitten with you!"

Maddy giggled self consciously. "If you say so. He did seem to enjoy my company, several times in fact."

"Mmm,

I bet he did. Was he big and thick? Was he gentle or did he take you

like a beast?" June asked in a whisper, and slid a clever hand between Maddy's thighs whom jerked in surprise, then slowly relaxed as the whiskey lowered her inhibitions.

"Both ways." she answered, "He was loving and

gentle the first night, then when Sabra joined us, he took us both like

an animal. My body still aches a bit. I love it though because it

reminds me of him," she said dreamily. "And yes, he's huge and thick as

my wrist. He's very intimidating."

"He took you with Sabra? Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes,

it was quite different but I loved it just the same because it brought

him pleasure and happiness. He made me suck his cock after he took

Sabra. I didn't think I'd like it but it was amazing. Sabra tastes nice,

I think," she said as her face flushed with embarrassment.

June

shivered as she imagined the scene. She loved phallic ministrations,

especially when it was soaked in her or another woman's juices.

 Girls on the bare-skin rug

Maddy stirred between her thighs and slid forward.

"I'd

best be on with dinner, it's getting late. Thank you for including me

here with you ladies. I really enjoyed myself." She climbed out and

wrapped herself in a big towel, then bent over to kiss June tenderly on

the lips.

"Of course, Maddy. I'll join you, and together we'll whip up a tasty meal for our girls."

The

following morning the girls were eating breakfast when a polite knock

sounded at the front door. Maddy opened it to see Joseph standing there,

shivering and covered in fresh snowflakes. She ushered him into see

Abby, who stood immediately in alarm.

"Mercy sakes, Joseph. Come in by the fire and warm up." she offered.

"I shouldn't, Ma'am. I've assembled the people outside as you ordered and they're waiting for you."

Hurriedly,

she donned a warm overcoat and went out on the porch. There were

several dozen folk there, covered in snow and shivering. "Gracious

sakes. Let's go to the barn. It's freezing out here!" she ordered. The

barn was much warmer, probably due to the heat the livestock emitted and

the thick straw that covered the ground.

"Thanks for coming, folks. I'll try to make this quick. Does everyone have enough food and firewood to get through several days of this weather?"

Several

nods of agreement were noted and she continued on. "I want you all to

know that you're more than welcome to come to me for anything you might

need and I'll do everything in my power to help you out." Murmurs of

appreciation filled the barn and she smiled at her people.

"Now, concerning the unpleasantness of yesterday. I

think you know where I stand on the whipping and beating of slaves.

Such abuse will not be tolerated on this plantation. In fact, any abuse

of a slave or free woman by a man will be answered quickly and firmly.

Does anyone here take issue with that?"

A couple of men muttered darkly and stared at her unhappily.

"I

know that the whipping of slaves is common in our culture, but it'll be

nonexistent here. If you feel strongly enough to keep doing it, you may

gather your belongings and Joseph will escort you off the plantation

immediately. If anyone is caught beating a woman like that evil man was

yesterday, he'll be taken out and shot. I'll not brook dissent on this

subject. Do we have an understanding?" she asked in a cold voice.

Every

man she could see was nodding in assent except the two men she'd

noticed earlier whom were frowning at her in disapproval. The crowd

opened up as she strode up to the men and pinned them with her icy blue

eyes, while resting her left hand on the pommel of her rapier.

"I

said, do we have an understanding, gentlemen?" The steel in her voice

was more than evident and the barn grew silent as the crowd watched with

bated breath, fearing a repeat performance of yesterday.

Joseph

moved to her side with his rifle cradled in his arms and several

militia men joined him with crossed arms and grim expressions. They

stared the troublemakers down until the two men blinked and lowered

their gazes to the straw floor.

"Yes," the older man muttered.

"Yes, what," she demanded, her temper starting to flare.

"Yes, Mistress," he said grudgingly.

"And you? Have you a voice?" she prodded the younger man.

"Yes, Mistress. We have an understanding." he replied.

"Good!"

she said in a lighter voice and gave them a bright smile. "Now that

wasn't so hard was it?" She moved back through the crowd and several

women reached out to touch her and voice their thanks.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"We love you, Miss Durham."

Even a few men spoke to her.

"We'll do anything you ask, Mistress."

"Just shout and we'll come running."

She smiled to herself as she realized that she was earning the support she needed to make the plantation a success.

"Thank you all for coming today. I'm sorry to have dragged you out in this weather. I'll try to plan better next time."

To be continued in part 11, by Seethegood for Literotica.