Abby holds a dinner and everyone cums. Abby proposes to Alec.

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Chapter 10

George

went in the room the doctor was using for a theater in order to check

on June's condition. She was now conscious but her pain was returning.

The doctor gave her a bit more laudanum and proceeded to clean her wound

and stitch it up neatly. George held her hand and kissed her gently as

she dozed lightly.

"She'll

be fine, George. The ball passed cleanly through and I cleaned a bit of

material and dirt from it. She'll be on her game in no time."

After

the doctor left, he stretched out beside June and placed a tender arm

around her. He thought of how the events of the day had thrown his life

sideways again. He'd been functioning on sheer hate and anger for months

and suddenly his loving family was returned to him whole. His mind

could hardly grasp his new situation.

He

felt a presence and turned his head to find Abby standing at his side.

She knelt and buried her face in his neck, sobbing quietly for awhile. She stank of blood and burned powder, but he'd never smelled a sweeter scent in his life. He made room for her and she laid down beside him.

"I

love you, Papa, so much it hurts. I've hoped and prayed for so long to

find you that it doesn't yet feel real to me," she said softly.

"Me too, dear Abby. When

I heard the cry of 'Winston' today, I think my heart nearly stopped

beating, then when I saw you I actually felt it stop for a few moments.

We're truly blessed today, daughter. Your mother is rejoicing in heaven

I've no doubt."

"Have you been  okay, Papa? Is your health good and strong?"

"I sometimes wonder. I've been filled with thoughts of hate and violence for so long I sometimes don't feel human."

"I

understand completely, I've felt the same for months but perhaps not as

badly. I've had June, Rose and Alec to love and it's helped me

considerably," she said quietly.

"So you're in love with this young fellow, Alec?"

"Yes, Papa. Terribly in love. We're as one now in every way but matrimony. I'm his and he is mine. I'll not be parted from him."

George

heaved a deep sigh. His sweet daughter had grown up so quickly in her

absence, he'd missed out on it and it saddened him greatly.

"As

you know, sweetheart, such things these days are frowned upon, living

together without the benefit of marriage and such, but as you've

discovered I'm no saint myself. I trust your judgement concerning your

man. I may work him over the coals just to let him know I'm not a

pushover, but I'll accept him in our family because you wish it. Will

you please tell me about him soon?"

"Of course, father. I promise, but right now I just want to get cleaned up and eat something, we're starving."

 Maddy, the Octaroon

"There's an octaroon maid

working in the kitchen by the name of Maddy. Let her know what you need

and she'll make it happen. She quite good at it and runs a tight house.

She'll also get the washroom ready for you to use."

Abby leaned down and kissed his forehead while ruffling his hair. "I missed you so much, father. I hope we can be together for awhile during this damned war."

"We shall, sweetheart. I swear it."

Abby

went to fetch Alec and together they found Maddy working in the

kitchens. She was quite an attractive woman of around 35 or 40 years

old. Black of hair, a hair taller than Abby and a bit thicker. She had a full bosom that strained the confines of her blouse, to the point that Alec thought her buttons may fail at any time.

To

say she was shocked at the sight of the couple would be an

understatement. Alec was still naked from the waist up and covered in

matted blood and the filth of battle. His wounded arm was weeping red

that dripped slowly to the floor from his fingertips. Abby's shirt left

little to the imagination as it was tied up under her firm breasts and

her tight tummy peeked out between the shirt hem and her leather belt.

Her golden head was wrapped in the remains of her shirt tails and her

long locks were caked with dried blood.

"Oh, mercy sakes alive, Mistress! Wherever

have you been! Come with me child and I'll fix you up in no time!" She

tugged Abby down the hall leaving Alec in her wake. Abby stubbornly

pulled her up short.

"Maddy, my man comes with me, always. If you need to make accommodation, then do it."

Maddy drew a breath to argue and Abby cut her short with a gesture.

"I'll not hear it, Maddy."

Alec walked up standing almost uncomfortably close to Maddy and put a thickly muscled arm on her shoulder.

"Please,

Miss Maddy. We just want to get cleaned up and eat. We understand that

you're the best lady in this house to make that happen. Would you do

that for me?"

Maddy

eyed him speculatively from head to foot. He shifted as if

uncomfortable and adjusted the thick cock in his tight trousers with a

big hand. Abby watched Maddy's nostrils

flare as she took in his masculine scent of sweat and blood and her

eyes fell to see the massive bulge protruding down his thigh. She

audibly gulped and raised her now subservient brown eyes to meet Alec's.

"Yes, Master," she quavered. "I'll get right on it. Please follow me."

She

spun and rapidly led them down the hall to a nearby washroom. Abby

followed him and poked his tight ass with a sharp fingernail, giggling

as he leapt in surprise.

"Naughty boy!" she whispered and caught up his hand to kiss his fingers.

She

chuckled to herself. Her handsome man was learning to use his good

looks to manipulate the ladies. She'd have to be on her guard, she

thought with amusement.

Rose

was already in a huge tub of steaming hot water and Maddy fluttered

around her trying to shield her from Alec's sight. Her eyes bulged when

he strode over and kissed Rose on the cheek. She caressed his thigh with

a wet hand, then tugged him close to examine his wounded arm, innocently revealing her wet breasts to his admiring gaze.

"I didn't realize you were hurt so badly. Does it hurt much?"

"Like fire, but after I clean it we'll get the doc to look at it."

Maddy

let out a horrified squeak when Abby stripped naked and slid in the tub

with Rose. The girls started washing each other and Alec thought poor

Maddy would faint dead away. To hide her embarrassment, she bustled

about and prepared another tub for him. There seemed to be an unlimited

supply of hot water and Alec asked her about it.

"Master

Durham insists that we do it this way. Our soldiers seem to be

constantly filthy, and we also serve the wives, widows and orphans. It's

quite a job but it keeps us all clean and healthy." she stated proudly.

By

the time his tub was ready the girls were squeaky clean. They wrapped

towels around themselves and went to undress him. Maddy covered her

mouth with a hand to cover her surprise at their actions. Abby struggled

to pull his boots free and went ass over teakettle when one slid off

suddenly. Rose was choking with laughter as the little blonde bounced

right back up only to have the second boot do the same and she fell down

again.

Alec

was laughing too while trying to pull his tight trousers down. From

long habit, Rose knelt and helped him, exposing his thick cock for their

approval. Maddy couldn't have been more shocked as his manhood was

revealed to her wide eyes. Her nipples stiffened and she felt a flood of

wetness in her pussy as

she saw her first naked white man in all his glory. Thankfully, he slid

down in the tub and she fluttered her hand in front of her face as she

flushed with heat.

Abby caught her eye and winked saucily. "He's something else isn't he, Maddy." she giggled.

"Yes Ma'am, he sure is, mercy sakes!"

Alec

colored a deep red and slid further down in the tub. Admiring comments

still embarrassed him, but deep down inside he was growing to love them.

After they were clean, Maddy ushered them to the doctor's theater where

he dosed both Abby and Alec with laudanum, then cleaned and stitched

their wounds. William and Rose had found some clothing for them that

would do for now and escorted Alec, Abby and June to dinner. George

ensured that it was a simple affair and he watched his family fondly as

they stuffed themselves with good food and wine, the best they'd had in

months.

When

they were finished, the companions could barely keep their eyes open so

George showed Alec and Abby to their room. Alec looked at George in

surprise, thinking that he'd demand that they sleep separately. As Abby

turned down the sheets, George spoke to Alec in a low voice.

"The

only reason I'm allowing this is that Abby's happiness is paramount to

me and I hope it is for you. Take care of her or I'll have your guts for

garters."

"Yes sir. Her well-being is my reason for living. She means the world to me."

George clapped his shoulder and smiled thinly, "Let's keep it that way, shall we?"

"Papa,

are you hassling my man?" Abby teased, but Alec heard the steel in her

voice and noticed she had George's full attention as well.

"Just man talk," he protested, but he didn't fool her for a second. She came to hug him and pecked his cheek.

"Good

night, father. We'll see you in the morning," she said firmly. When he

turned to leave he swore he heard his heart crack and break. He'd never

dreamed he'd find his long lost daughter, only to lose her again on the

same day. He retired to his room to find June waiting patiently in bed

for him. She saw the tears in his eyes and winced in pain from her wound

as she pulled his head to her breasts and comforted him while he sobbed

his heart out.

Abby and Alec finally slid into bed and they both breathed huge sighs of relief.

"Finally, alone at last. I can't remember the last time," Abby said in an exhausted voice. "And in a real feather bed too, unbelievable."

He

put his arm under her head and she turned to lay it on a thick slab of

chest muscle. "Come, my love. Let me hold you," he urged while tugging

her up to lay on top of him. She burrowed into his furry chest and

inhaled his clean smell. She wriggled around until she got comfortable

and before he knew it she was snoring lightly. He smiled gently and ran a

hand over her back and shoulders, caressing her smooth skin while she

slipped deeper into sleep.

In minutes he followed her, and together they slept completely through the night.

The

following morning after breakfast, Alec asked George and William if he

could speak with them in private. George showed them to his office, then

closed the door and offered Alec a seat.

"I'll stand for now, sir. Thank you."

"As you wish, what's on your mind?"

"Gentlemen,

I'll get right to it. During my time living with your women, I've

become more than intimate with them if you take my meaning. I need you

to know that up front. It's weighed on my soul heavily of late."

Alec noticed with surprise that neither man turned a hair at his statement and he was quite taken aback.

"Was this intimacy consensual or did you force yourself upon them?" William asked calmly.

"It

was consensual and that's all I can say. However, all relations between

myself and your women I take full responsibility for. All fault is mine alone. Please don't think less of the girls for my actions, gentlemen."

"Why did you sleep with our women? Was taking my daughter's maidenhead not enough for you?" George asked a bit combatively.

"I'll not say, other than I bear all responsibility," Alec said stubbornly.

William

caught George's eye and nodded slightly. "Your story appears to match

what Rose and June have told us, that it was consensual."

Alec started and blinked in surprise, while trying to not show his emotions.

"In

fact, it seems that you may have not had a choice. Apparently, you were

'the rock they clung to in time of need,' if my memory serves

correctly."

"Again, sir. I

take full responsibility. I will say that it wasn't just sex. We've

grown quite close over the last months and I love them all. Differently

than I love Abby, but still love. Rose and June are amazing women and

deserve all the respect you can give them. They saved my life more than

once and I'd gladly die for them if need be."

George broke in, "What I find hard to believe is that Abby would share you. Was that a problem for her?"

"I'd rather not speak for her, sir. You can ask her if you like."

"There's

no need, I'm right here," Abby's firm voice answered as she strode in

the room and captured Alec's hand in hers. The men leapt to their feet

as she stood before them.

"Yes,

it bothered me, father. But I doubt you'd understand. We women were

alone, afraid, and needed support. Alec met our needs and we did cling

to him like a rock in a storm. He loved, protected and cared for us as a

strong man should. I couldn't be with him intimately and deny my

friends the same comfort and security. Every time Alec was with them, I

was there also. It was the only way I knew that I could handle sharing

my man. Until you find yourselves in a similar situation, I suggest you

save your judgement for another time.” She paused. Neither George nor

William made a response. So she pressed them; “Let me ask you,

gentlemen. Did you save yourselves for Rose and June, or have you taken

advantage of a few local women over the past months?" she asked brashly.

Both men reddened and looked down in embarrassment.

"I thought so," she said in a sharp voice, making them squirm even further.

"But we didn't know if Rose and June were even alive!" William protested.

"And

we thought you two were dead after the first day of battle at Durham

plantation. Why should it be different for a woman in that situation

compared to a man? You needed solace and took it. So did your women. I

see no difference," she said defiantly.

George

shook his head in defeat and motioned Abby to him with open arms, then

took her in his embrace and hugged her. "I'm sorry, it's just been very

difficult for me to lose you to a strange man, then learn he's been with my June. Hopefully, I'll learn to live with it," he said softly in her ear.

She kissed his cheek endearingly. "I love you, Papa. I'm sorry for upsetting you so. It's the last thing I want to do."

William gave a huge sigh and headed for the liquor cabinet. "I need a drink after all that business, my stars."

"Will you take a seat, Alec, now that this unpleasantness is over?" William offered.

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

George wanted to hear about their adventures but Abby broke in.

"Father, we brought some valuables with us, which you need to see. As you probably know, your men have a Colonel we captured yesterday, I hope he has value for you. He's the first prisoner I've ever taken."

"Indeed

he does. We drove him and his men from this plantation before they

could burn it down. Most of our finer supplies are here courtesy of the

British. I take great pleasure in that."

She

led the men to the room where their cargo was stored and she opened the

boxes of stolen coins. George and William were shocked at the sight of

so much money.

"Abigail Durham. Wherever did you find such riches?" George exclaimed in wonder.

"Well,

the redcoats didn't seem to need it as we pretty much killed the whole

group. I understand it's a regimental payroll. I bet it stung a little

when it didn't show up," she giggled.

"Lord have mercy, Abby. You've been quite busy," William said in admiration.

"Is there anything else?" George asked in curiosity.

"Indeed, I have sachets full of maps and letters, most of which I never opened because I had no need of them."

Alec

helped her dig through the piles of supplies until they'd located all

the potentially valuable documents, then handed them to George and

William whose arms were overflowing by the time Abby was finished.

"There's

probably a trove of information that we and the army can use!" George

said excitedly. "Please tell us all how you came about finding it. Is

there anything else?"

"Well,

we left two dozen cannon and supply wagons back at the bridge

yesterday. I don't know if your man informed you of that or not. They

were securing them when we left to come here."

William nearly fell over. "Two dozen cannon with powder and ball?"

"Yes, a rough count but I'd say so," she declared.

"George! That is absolutely amazing!" William said enthusiastically. "We can really take it to the redcoats now!"

"I

agree, however we shall rest up here and reorganize. We've had a rough

few weeks and I need to pass this information on to the army as soon as

possible. Until I receive a reply, we hang tight and hold the bridge."

George said firmly.

The

rest of the day was spent with George debriefing Abby on her past

actions. Surprising them both, Alec was quite adept at putting pieces of

the tactical puzzle together. By comparing George's up to date

intelligence with Abby's somewhat older information, Alec was able to

put a name and unit designation to nearly all the troops she'd been

torturing with losses for the last several months.

George

was stupefied at Abby's death count and the sheer audacity in how she'd

prosecuted her war against the enemy. Alec told the story of how she'd

saved his life by besting the redcoat officer in swordplay after he'd

failed miserably in the fight against him.

"My heavens, Abby. There are no words to describe how proud I am of you, and I include you also, Alec. Truly an amazing story."

"Papa,

Rose and June were right there with us. Rose has shot a few redcoats

and June was our reloading expert. She can charge a rifle or cannon

equally well. Both of them are amazing, capable women."

"I'm coming to realize that," he said a bit humbly.

Trying

to bolster George a little, Alec asked his about his swordplay and how

he'd come to excel at it. George happily told him about his past

training and how Abby had picked it up from him.

"Would you mind terribly, sir, if you gave me a few lessons? I certainly could use them," Alec asked politely.

"I'd love to, young man, if I can find the time. It's quite hectic managing this rabble I call a militia."

"Oh,

Papa," Abby scolded, "your men did an outstanding job yesterday, they

undoubtedly saved our lives. They really took it to the redcoats."

"That's

what I've heard and I'll debrief my lieutenant this evening. I'm eager

to hear his side of the battle and I regret missing it. Speaking of

that, I'd best get on it. William, can you show them around the place

before dinner?"

Abby

wanted to check on her mare and make sure she was being cared for

properly, so she wandered off to the barns. William took Alec and showed

him around the plantation house and then outside to the slave shacks

and tobacco fields. Once away from prying ears, William had many

questions for the big man.

"Say,

Alec. Did I hear Abby correctly when she said she was with you, Rose

and June when you were fu..., er, I mean um, intimate, shall we say?"

Alec

looked at him in surprise. George had an almost desperate look in his

eye and he was red in the face. He considered not answering the man, but

Abby always chose her words carefully and chose to divulge that bit of

information so he figured he could expound a bit.

"Yes, sir. She's correct. She insisted on being with us each and every time."

"You say us, were you with Rose and June at the same time?"

"Yes, sir, and Abby as well."

"My God, man! I

simply cannot imagine such a thing! How would it all work? And stop

calling me sir. My name is William, please address me as such.

Especially when we're discussing such a interesting subject."

"Very well, William. It works rather nicely. In fact, those are the nicest experiences I've ever enjoyed in whole life. Quite satisfying indeed."

"Experiences, as in more than once?"

Alec

was feeling a bit spunky and found amusement in William's questions.

The subject didn't disturb the man at all, in fact he seemed to revel in

it and Alec decided he'd lay it on a bit.

"Many, many times, William. It

embarrasses me to speak of it because Rose was involved, but those

three girls can wear a man out in an evening, to the point of being

nearly useless the next day."

"I'm

more than envious of you, my word. I wonder if I could ever convince

Rose to share another woman with me, it sounds absolutely scandalous,"

William said wistfully.

"Have you asked her? She may surprise you, I'd reckon," Alec responded conspiratorially.

"Really? I

know Rose quite well and we've had an excellent sex life. She's always

ready to fuck. There, I've said it, it's such a convenient word don't

you think? Anyway, she's always been a lioness in bed, but you think she

may be pushed a bit further?"

"Undoubtedly, William. Be brave, be bold, and ask her if she'll consider your needs. The worst she can do is say no."

"You are a fount of wisdom and knowledge, dear Alec! I shall ask her when the time is appropriate."

William slapped Alec's thick shoulder and together they wandered back to the big house for dinner.

William & Rose

"Rose,

dear?" William asked as he lifted his head from between her damp

thighs. He'd just given her a wonderful orgasm, the fourth one of the

evening if he'd counted correctly.

"Yes, darling?"

"I've a somewhat sensitive question for you."

"Can you ask me once you've buried yourself inside me? I need you again, my love."

With a groan, he did as she asked.

"Ah, yes. So good, Willy. Now, what was your question?"

"I've spoken a bit with Alec; belabored him really, about the time you've spent with him."

"Mmm, did you like the conversation? Did he tell you all the yummy details?"

"Er, no, not really. He

did say that all three of you were with him simultaneously. I've

decided to ask you if that's something you might consider doing with me?

Sharing me with another woman, perchance?" he asked timidly.

She

rolled her hips and gripped his ass tightly. "Fuck me while we talk,

Willy. I'm quite enjoying this," she moaned, surprised to feel her body

respond to his words.

Obediently, he continued, while he waited on her answer.

"Would you lick her pussy like you do mine?" she asked in a low, sexy voice.

"Oh, yes."

"Would you fuck her and cum in her pussy, or maybe cum on her tits while I lick it off?"

"Oh my heavens, yes sweetheart," he managed between groans of pleasure.

Rose rolled him over and straddled his hips.

"Would

you fuck her, then pull out and let me suck? I love the taste, you

know," she said in a throaty voice and leaned down to bite his nipple

sharply.

"I didn't know that, but oh shit, oh fuck! Yes! Yes I would!" he gritted out, as her words and thrusting edged him ever closer.

She

redoubled her efforts, smiling to herself as she felt him swell ever

larger, knowing he was seconds away from his completion.

"Would you cum in her, then watch

as I suck juices out and swallow it down like a good girl? I love

licking. Would you do that for me, lover?" she whispered in a sultry

voice.

"Yes!

Yes! Oh, fuck yes!" he cried, and spurted. She ground down hard, rubbed

and exploded in her own waves of pleasure. Her sharp teeth bit into his

well-padded shoulder and she lost herself to bliss. For nearly a minute

she writhed as she lived out her words in her mind, remembering how

she'd sucked, swallowing it down just as she'd described to William.

"Ah, ugh, oh shit Willy! You do me so well!" she moaned appreciatively.

As they slowly relaxed, she slid off.

"Oh, Rose dear. That was amazing!"

"You

think so? Just wait til I find a girl to fulfill your dream, sweet

husband. We'll show you pleasure!" she teased, then came over him and

snuggled down on top of his body. "You feel so good, husband. I've

missed you so. Thank you for not being angry about Alec. He's a good man

and meant no harm. June and I had to nearly beg him to be with us. He's

more than loyal to Abby and I hope George comes to see that."

"I'll

see to it. I recognize that you girls needed him. It sounds odd, but in

a certain way I'm glad he found you. He's brought you back to me and

that's a debt I can never repay."

"Thank you, Willy. That means more to me than you'll ever know."

She kissed him deeply, then in just a few minutes dozed off on top of him. He thought for quite a while about the day’s events before slipping off to sleep.

George & June

Oddly

enough, George and June were talking about the same subject. June had

shared a woman with him in the past and she was asking if he was willing

to do it again.

She caressed as she questioned him tenderly.

"Did you really like it so much when we did it before?" he asked.

"Yes,

sweetheart, I did. Although I didn't do as much with her as I'd liked.

I've really come to enjoy being with another woman."

"Have you been this way with Rose?"

"Yes,

many times. A few before we left the plantation too, I just hadn't the

nerve to tell you back then. I love her dearly and can't imagine life

without her."

He stiffened in her small hands and she lowered her head to take him.

"I know Rose loves you too, and she finds you very attractive, I bet she'd love to, like I am now."

She smiled to herself. She knew his thoughts of Rose were exciting him greatly.

"You could watch her lick it out, Master," she said softly. With a deep groan of satisfaction he unloaded.

"What about William," he groaned. "He'd be so angry."

"No, Master, he'd be busy at her other end."

He lost complete control at her words and growled out his pleasure like a beast.

"Oh June, you're such an amazing woman. You spoil me like no other," he moaned as she sucked him until he was limp and dry.

She slid up and wriggled in close to his side. "I love you so, Master. I'm the happiest slave ever," she sighed.

"June, I've told you you're not a slave to me. I'll not have it."

"But I want to be. You don't get a choice, Master. I'm yours forever."

He shook his head in wonder, knowing he'd never figure out his woman.

"Only around family, never in public. Agreed, my little slave girl?"

She

hugged him tightly and cried a little on his shoulder in happiness

before sliding into a peaceful sleep. He stayed awake long into the

night, fantasizing about the scenario she'd played out for him as she so

skillfully sucked out his soul.

The

following day, George kept Alec busy trying to decipher the various

maps and letters of correspondence Abby had acquired. Alec amazed him

time and again with his depth of knowledge about military affairs.

"Alec, I'm sorry but I can't recall hearing your last name?"

"It's Greene, sir, with and 'e' at the end."

"Any relation to General Nathanael Greene by chance?"

Alec met his eyes and said, "Yes, sir. We're related and that's all I should say about it for now."

"Ah, I understand. Well, I'm most curious. Will you expound on your relationship when you're able?"

"Yes, sir, I will."

"Hmm, well that explains quite a bit," George muttered to himself, while Alec's lip quirked with a secret smile.

"Oh, and since we're damn near father and son, call me George, please. Unless we're in front of the troops, you understand."

"By all means, George. Thank you."

"By the way, I send my updated correspondence to General Greene twice weekly, quite a coincidence I'd say."

"Very interesting, thanks for telling me, George."

After dinner, Rose pulled Abby aside while the men sipped brandy and smoked cigars in the study.

"Abby! I need to ask you something!" she exclaimed with a devious smile.

"What

kind of trouble have you dreamed up now?" Abby asked with a grin. She

harkened back to when Rose had snuck her out to watch Isaac deflower his

new maiden and Rose had the same expression on her face now.

"William

asked me if I would share him with another woman! I can hardly believe

it. I spoke with June, and with your blessing we're going to surprise

William and your father in the the bathing room tonight. There's a good chance that your father will be involved. Is that  okay with you?"

Abby

was quite taken aback, but she recalled that several times in the past

she'd seen Rose flirt with her father outrageously and her attraction to

George was known to her. Concern for him was on her mind immediately.

"Please

don't hurt him, Rose, or William either. Such things can be painful,"

she said gently. "Does William show interest in our June?"

"I'm

quite sure of it. He can't keep his eyes off her little ass whenever

she walks by," Rose said with a wink, "and sometimes yours as well."

"Rose Marie! Well I never!" Abby exclaimed and colored nicely in embarrassment.

"You're

the one who's held his cock in your hand, dear Abby!" Rose said behind

her raised palm while her shoulders shook with laughter.

"Well

shit, I'd forgotten about that!" Abby giggled helplessly. "Be gone with

you, worthless tramp and enjoy yourself, just don't tell me about it!"

June

led George to the bathing room and installed him in a deep tub that

Maddy had prepared for him. After he leaned back and relaxed, June

gently put a hot cloth over his eyes. She'd told him that she wanted to

spoil him this evening and give him a special experience. He simply

thought she was going to bathe and shave him. While he soaked, he heard

another person enter the tub next to him but thought nothing of it.

Soft hands rubbed his shoulders and muscular pectorals while he groaned in pleasure.

"Shush,

relax and enjoy. Everything is for you tonight, Master. You must trust

me," June murmured in his ear. She dripped fragrant oil in the water and

he sighed as the aroma reached his nostrils, causing him to relax even

more and sink deeper in the tub. While he soaked she shaved his face,

leaving him with a goatee that she thought she might fancy when it grew

in. After he'd soaked a good while, she urged him to sit up and then

secured his cloth to his face with a strip of fabric, effectively

blindfolding him. A gentle touch began washing his chest and back, then

tender hands brought him to his feet and washed his cock and balls while

he shivered in pleasure.

After

being rinsed off, he was led from the tub to a low, blanket covered

bench where the same hands guided him down to lay on his belly. Fragrant

oil was poured on his back and the hands began working it deep in his

muscles, giving him sensations he'd never experienced before. Soon they

moved to the backs of his calves and thighs and finally to his feet.

He

was limp as a rag doll and almost drooling with pleasure when the

clever hands poured oil down the cleft of his ass and worked it deep

between his cheeks.

"Relax,

Master. Trust me," June whispered quietly. She gently rolled him over

and repeated her massage on his front side. She oiled him thoroughly and

worked him slowly but firmly. He thought he heard faint groans other

than his, echoing through the room but at this point he couldn't care

less, he was in heaven.

Suddenly, a hot, wet mouth closed and she swallowed eagerly, whining and whimpering in satisfaction as her man fed her.

After

he finished, she continued servicing him gently, smiling to herself

while he jumped and jerked as he grew more and more sensitive.

She stood up and moved to his side to whisper in his ear. "Remember, trust me, Master."

She

seemed to disappear for several moments and he cocked his head to

listen, thinking he heard feminine voices. He started when a dribble of

warm oil spattered down on his lightly furred chest and groin. Soft

hands gently rubbed it around until he was slick as could be. Sharp

fingernails dragged across him, raising goosebumps and hardening his

nipples, even in the warm room. A warm body slowly laid down on his and

lithe thighs straddled his head. He breathed in the scent of an aroused

woman and he gasped.

Eagerly,

he raised his hands to pull her securely down. He, for the first time

in years, noticed the taste of a strange woman assaulted his senses. His

lust rose in him like an animal, and growling. She squealed in pleasure

and forced herself down. Just when he thought things couldn't get any

better, her hot mouth took him deep. He cried out.

She gripped his thighs with her hands and pulled free of him and he whined in protest.

He hissed in pleasure as she surrounded him.

Her

long curls hung down to brush his hands, and he immediately suspected

the mystery woman was Rose. June's hair wasn't nearly long enough to

touch her cute behind, unlike the beautiful Rose. The thought that it

might be her increased his ardor.

He

desperately tried thinking of something else like counting rows of

tobacco, or mundane things like balancing his ledgers, but it was all

for naught.

 She

sighed in satisfaction and worked him steadily. As he shuddered and

shook with aftershocks, he heard the passionate cries of another couple

close by, certain that one of them was June.

The

woman gently pulled free of him and a warm, wet towel was used to clean

his chest and thighs of the oil and bodily fluids that covered him.

Soft hands pulled him to his feet and returned him to the tub where he

sank in deep with a huge sigh of satisfaction.

Nimble

fingers untied his blindfold and he blinked in the dim light of the oil

lamps and saw a naked June smiling at him as she knelt at his side.

"Thank

you for trusting me, Master," she said softly, and leaned in to kiss

him deeply. From the corner of his eye he saw a naked Rose doing the

same to his brother William, whom was neck deep in his tub as well.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" June asked him quietly.

"Yes, she is, but not as beautiful as my slave girl," he returned, and gave her a wink and a kiss.

"Did you enjoy yourself? Would you do it again?" she asked tentatively.

"If you're with me, yes my sweetheart, I'd do it again. Thank you for spoiling me. It was amazing beyond words."

"You're welcome, Master. Now that I'm back with you I've decided to live for your pleasure. Everything I do will be for you."

"And I for you, sweet June."

 A General’s Visit

The

following day, Alec happened upon George who was laboriously

transferring his correspondence to high command into handwritten code to

protect their secrets.

"May I assist you, please? I seem to have a knack for that sort of business," he volunteered politely.

George

stared at him, surprised, but his curiosity was piqued. "Please do,

it's one of the things I hate most about holding this position.

Interpreting code is a weakness of mine."

Alec

sat at the desk and studied the dog eared code book, flipping several

pages and nodding in comprehension. He took George's handwritten master

copy and seemingly from memory transferred his words to the complicated

code in just a few minutes, jotting it down on a new piece of parchment.

George

was literally stunned at what he witnessed. "Good Lord, young man,

there's much more to you than meets the eye isn't there?"

"Yes, sir. I

reckon. I've had a bit of training in that area, however we need to

update your codes. These are quite old and subject to translation if

they fall in the wrong hands."

"Can

you write a quick debrief on your and Abby's recent exploits for me? I

need to pass it on to General Greene, especially the part about the

payroll and the cannon you've captured for us."

"I'd be happy to, however I'll use no names and won't reveal her location. I'll not have that information out there."

"Fair enough. Thank you, son. I

appreciate you helping me out and revealing a bit more about yourself. I

realize that there are things you'll keep from me and I understand. If I

ask too many pointed questions, let me know."

"Yes sir, I will."

Alec

spent the next hour transcribing a letter and George sent a runner out

carrying it late in the afternoon. He and another runner must have

crossed paths because shortly thereafter after they received a letter

from General Greene's secretary. Alec quickly decoded it and informed

George that the General was only a couple days away and was planning to

contact George personally in the field.

"My word, most unexpected," George said worriedly, "The last thing I need is a General crawling up my skirts, no offense, Alec."

"None taken, sir.

I'll help out as much as possible to prepare for his arrival. He

doesn't stand for much pomp and circumstance I can assure you. You can

rest easy. He does appreciate good food and drink, as well as willing

ladies if you get my meaning. He's a randy, worldly man and appreciates

such things in life."

That

evening after dinner, George invited everyone into the sitting room for

drinks and to enjoy a pipe. The men lit up while sitting next to their

respective women and listened to George's spiel. He informed them of the

upcoming visit from the General and asked for their help in preparing

the plantation for his arrival. For the next two hours the men and women

plotted and planned, the men's ideas were centered around the

readiness and appearance of the militia, while the women were concerned

about food, drink and the personality of their guest. They wanted the

General to see their men in a good light, hoping to inspire his

confidence in them.

The

next day was flurry of activity as they carried out their plans. All

the militia men were ordered to clean their weapons, wash their

clothing, and trim their beards while the girls ensured their men had

the nicest clothing available for their meeting with the General. On the

second day a runner appeared, bearing news that General Greene would

arrive the following day. A tired but satisfied family met around the

dinner table to discuss their progress of the last two days. All seemed

to be in order, and they retired to bed, exhausted from their

activities.

Unbeknownst

to all but Abby, Alec, June and Rose, the maid Maddy had been

approached to see if she was willing to befriend the General in case he

desired some feminine attention. At first she was shocked, then as

Abby and Rose informed her of what may occur, and how fun it would be

for her, she became more open to the idea. The day of the General's

arrival, the conspirators cornered Maddy to chat with her.

"He's

a nice fellow," Alec counseled. "Quite like myself actually, in

appearance. He's kind and caring and will respect your wishes no matter

what."

"Have you been long without a man?" June asked in curiosity.

"Yes,

Ma'am, a few years in fact, and then it left something to be desired.

I've not had much luck in the way of men. The old owners of the

plantation wouldn't allow me to sleep with the buck negroes so I had to settle for myself," she explained shyly.

"Where are the old owners, are they still here?" Abby asked.

"No,

Ma'am, they were taken by the redcoats and we heard that they've since

died of consumption. I say they died of broken hearts. The poor couple

had no heirs to pass the property on to, and the British occupied it

until your father liberated it and us slaves with it. We love Mister

Durham. He's the best Master we've ever had," she gushed happily.

"Were there lots of personal items left here like women's clothing and such?" Rose asked cannily.

"Yes, Ma'am. I

can show you exactly where. The old mistress has quite a nice

collection of clothing, makeup, perfumes and the like. Come with me,

please."

"I think I'll leave you ladies to it," Alec said, "I'll go visit with the men awhile."

Right

after lunch, the furthest outpost of militia men sent a runner to

inform George that the General was a mile out. He hastily assembled his

men to line both sides of the roadway and dressed them in straight

lines. They looked quite sharp considering they were plainly dressed and

wore a wide assortment of clothing, nothing resembling uniforms to be

sure. The wives, widows and orphans grouped outside the slave cabins,

hoping for a glimpse of the famous general as he rode by.

Most

of the women had laid eyes on Alec by now, and to a one were smitten

with him because of his muscular frame and dashing good looks. When the

General rode by, gasps of surprise and more than a few of lusty passion

were heard from the women. He looked amazingly like Alec, a simply older

version with a bit of grey hair in his goatee and natural head of head

visible from under his black cap.

George welcomed him at the house and invited him in, along with his adjutant who held the rank of major.

When they reached the sitting room, Alec was there with a tray of drinks to serve them. General Greene started in surprise, then let out a cry of joy. He hugged Alec closely and kissed both his cheeks.

"By

God, man, we'd thought you long dead! However did you escape our enemy?

Last I heard you had a date with the grim reaper on the scaffold!"

"It's a long story Uncle. Please sit and I'll tell you about it."

George cleared the room of all but the General, Alec, the Major, William, and himself.

"Where are the ladies? I instructed them to be here by now," he whispered to Alec.

"I'm not sure, I imagine they have good reasons," he returned quietly.

"Let's hear it, nephew, tell us of your grand adventures!" Nathanael Greene said expansively.

For the next few hours Alec told his uncle all he knew of the last few months, from his capture up to present day.

"Amazing, an incredible story to be sure. Where are these daring ladies? Especially Miss Durham, I'm quite excited to meet such a dedicated young patriot."

"I'm not quite sure, sir," George stuttered in embarrassment.

Just then a knock came at the door. "Enter," George called out.

Maddy

cracked open the door and stepped inside, pausing at the threshold.

Gasps of surprise sounded in the room from the seated men and they all

leapt to their feet. She was wearing a yellow, form fitting evening gown

that accentuated her sweet hips and the bodice barely covered her large

breasts, her nipples nearly revealed by the low neckline. She had a

hint of makeup on that highlighted the mocha color of her smooth skin,

while her black hair was piled on her head with little ringlets hanging

down beside her ears. A beautiful gold necklace adorned her graceful

neck and she wore matching earrings. She was as beautiful as she'd ever

been as she stood in front of her admirers.

"Gentlemen,

the ladies asked me to inform you that they'll be down to greet you at

dinner, and they apologize for their tardiness," she shyly announced.

"Oh, my word. No problem indeed, my lady," Nathan said gallantly and bowed low to her while introducing himself.

"Pleased to meet you, General sir. I'm Maddy, the house maid," she said in embarrassment. She reddened awkwardly, then turned and fled the room.

"That

was your house maid? Good heavens, George, I must find out where you

acquire your servants. That creature is exquisite!" Nathan raved while

shaking his head in wonder.

George

was caught flat footed, which rarely happened. He'd barely recognized

her in her new clothing and was as amazed as the others. He cast his

gaze at Alec and saw the glint of a smile. Everything clicked in place

at that moment. He knew where the ladies were now and he approved

heartily. He loved a beautiful woman, especially when she was well

dressed and the three of them at dinner would be a welcome distraction.

They

had time for another drink before a shy Maddy returned to invite them

to dinner. She asked them to stand behind the chairs with placards

bearing their names in a floral hand, then she announced the arrival of the ladies.

"Mistress Rose Dunham."

Rose swept in wearing an emerald green gown cut similar to Maddy's and

she was also dripping with fine jewelry. Her long auburn hair had been

curled and hung nearly to her waist, swinging free to brush the upper

curves of her firm ass that twitched bewitchingly as she glided across

the floor. She stole the breath from the room with her beauty and

William pulled her chair back gracefully to seat her.

"Miss June." Maddy

announced. An awkward silence followed at the lack of a surname. George

was highly embarrassed because as far as he knew, June didn't have a

last name and he hadn't the foresight to give her one.

"Miss

June is my lady and confidant," he announced quickly, then went to her

side and proudly escorted her to the seat beside his. Nathan and the

Major masterfully covered their surprise that June was a quadroon as

they usually weren't seen consorting with whites.

June

was ravishing in a dark green gown and her slightly frizzy hair was

pulled back in a thick, black braid that fell over her dusky shoulders,

not quite hiding the stitches and vicious bruising left over from the

gunshot wound above her collarbone. Her firm breasts jutted upward, held

by a stiff bustier that barely held her nipples captive. The men were

captivated by her and she blushed deeply as she felt their gazes on her.

"Miss Abigail Dunham."

Abby

swept in and curtsied to the group at the table with a sweet smile. The

men and women both made exclamations at the sheer beauty of her. She

was ravishing in a pale blue gown, her upper body was covered by an elegant corset that left her pale shoulders and the upper slopes of her perfect breasts bare.

Her

golden hair poured down her shoulders to hover just above her perky

bottom while a gold necklace with a stunning solitaire diamond sparkled

at her slim throat and matching earrings graced her ears. Her expertly

applied makeup accentuated her nearly perfect facial features, thanks to

Rose's talented hands. She'd artfully disguised the partially healed

scab and accompanying stitches on her scalp with a small braid that ran

around her head and down her back.

Alec

couldn't take his eyes from her and nearly tripped over his chair as he

scrambled to her side and escorted her to the seat beside his.

"My

word, simply extraordinary," Nathan muttered under his breath, so taken

with the ladies that he hadn't noticed the empty chair beside him.

Alec tapped his glass with his fork to gain attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen. I'd

like to announce the presence of Miss Madeline. Without her efforts we

would most certainly be filthy and starving tonight. Uncle Nathan, would

you be so kind as to seat the lady please?"

Maddy stood in the doorway, highly embarrassed and shaking like a leaf.

Nathan strode to her and gallantly offered his arm which she took timidly. He seated her next to him and smiled at her gently.

He placed a big hand on her thigh and whispered softly, "My dear, you are absolutely ravishing, I hope you don't mind me saying so."

"I don't mind at all, sir. I've never been told that before," she replied quietly, while her face flamed red.

"Then I shall strive to make up for lost time, my dear."

"Thank

you, kind sir. I'm quite new at this as you can tell. Please forgive my

awkwardness. I've never been this close to such a handsome man," she

whispered softly and fiddled with her necklace nervously. His eyes were

drawn by her movement and he couldn't help but stare at her large

breasts and the edges of her areola that threatened to burst from her

neckline.

Abby saw his eyes drinking in Maddy's beauty and chuckled to herself. Her plans were coming along nicely. Alec's big hand covered hers on his thigh and squeezed it gently.

"You're absolutely gorgeous this evening, my love. You look good enough to eat." he said in a low voice.

"And

I hope you do soon," she teased. "June was nice enough to take care of

me today. I'm in tip top shape for my man this evening," she hinted with

a sexy wink. He shifted in his seat as his cock filled with blood at

the thought of her smoothly shaved pussy awaiting

his attentions later on. In fact, every man at the table was having

trouble with burgeoning erections, including the poor Major who had no

table mate. None of the men could remember being in the company of so

many beautiful women at once and their admiring glances were noticed and

loved by the appreciative women.

Two mulatta serving

maids appeared and brought out their first course. They looked to be in

their early twenties and could almost pass as sisters. They also wore

gowns that were a bit more plain than

the other ladies and their jewelry consisted of silver necklaces and

earrings. They had big firm breasts that were nearly matched in size and

little apple asses that one could almost set a shot glass atop. Because

Abby was the instigator in the nights more intimate activities, she

watched the maids closely as they served the diners, judging their

reactions to the lonesome Major. Their duty was to ensure the he wasn't

left out of the festivities and had female companionship if he so

desired, depending on if the girls accepted him, of course.

Abby

had asked Maddy for her opinion on which girls to ask and Maddy had

picked the two sauciest wenches she knew of. When the two maids had

finished serving, they stood with their backs to the wall behind the

Major and waited to serve the further needs of the famished diners. Abby

caught their eyes and they both gave her an infinitesimal nod,

indicating their willingness to spend time with the Major. He was a good

looking man of nearly six feet in height and although he was rather

slim, his shoulders were somewhat broad and his torso made a nice V

shape as it tapered to a trim waist. Abby had figured he'd be plenty

attractive to the maids and vice versa.

When

the second course was served, the maids covertly laid their hands on

the Major's shoulders and brushed their firm tits on the back of his

head as they moved about him. He found himself leaning back into them

cautiously and they returned his affection by rubbing more firmly

against him. When they served dessert the bravest maid brushed her

breast against his jawline as she leaned in close to place the sweets in

front of him. Abby watched approvingly all the while, satisfied that

everyone seemed to be paired off for the evening.

Maddy

was finally growing more comfortable and was leaning into Nathan in

order to better hear the stories of war he was telling the group. She

brushed a tentative finger down his thigh and he caught her hand in his

and placed it firmly on his leg.

"What soft and elegant fingers you have my dear, I've never felt the like," he complimented softly.

"And

yours are so rough and rugged, I've missed a real man's touch for so

long I can't remember," she murmured, and glanced up at him with the

sultry look June had convinced to practice. He caught his breath and

nearly kissed her right then and there in front of everyone. Instead, he

took her hand and slid it up his thigh to let her feel the massive

bulge encased in his tight breeches. She gasped lightly and her eyes

grew larger, hardly believing the size of him.

Carefully,

she tested his length and width encased between her exploring fingers

and pulled a ragged groan from his throat as he shifted uncomfortably.

Trying to act like nothing was amiss, he dug into his dessert and loudly

complimented Madeline on the excellent dinner, choice of wines and the

sweet dessert. She blushed madly when the table gave her a round of

applause for her efforts.

When

dinner was over, Abby invited the group to the parlor where each woman

packed their man's pipe for them and settled them in well stuffed

armchairs while the poor Major was left alone on a love seat. Abby

called for everyone's attention while the two attractive maids served

them snifters of brandy.

"Tonight

is a special night thanks to the presence of our honored guests. We

love having you here, gentlemen. Can everyone agree that the war has

changed us all in many ways, including our way of life?"

Nods and quiet words of agreement rose in the room.

"Good,

for tonight we're going to introduce more change. We ladies will stay

with you gentlemen in the parlor this evening, contrary to long

tradition. Ladies?"

She smiled as the girls seductively walked to their respective men and slid onto their laps, then kissed

their cheeks, including Maddy who sat on the lap of a shocked general

and gently bussed him. The Major was looking around in embarrassment

when the two maids slid in next to him and kissed each cheek

simultaneously, much to his happy surprise. George whispered delightedly

across to Alec. "Abigail is on her game tonight, what imagination that

girl has!"

"Now, no talk of war. We

visit together and get to know each other better, where we're from, our

likes and dislikes, maybe even our future plans after the war. Please

forget formalities and such, loosen

those collars and make yourselves more than comfortable while Alec and I

serve you," she instructed in her sweetest voice.

To be continued in part 8, by Seethegood for Literotica.