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July 19 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 14
Daughter
of the Revolution: Part 14
In the militia
encampment.
In 15 parts,
based on a post by Seethegood. Listen
to the ► Podcast at Connected.

In bed that
evening, Abby lay with her head on Alec's well-padded shoulder and gave him her
most loving gaze while she ran her fingers over his hairy chest. "Will you
do me a huge favor, sweetheart?" she asked with a flirtatious smile. He
looked at her with a knowing smile.
"I knew
you were up to something. What do ya need, Angel?" he asked as he hugged
her close.
"I want
you to come with me and Rose first thing in the morning. Some scouting needs to
be done on the redcoats and I need you to help us get through our lines and
past the sentries, both coming and going."
He quirked an
eyebrow at her words, but he wasn't surprised in the least. He closed his eyes
and thought for a few moments while she rustled with impatience. "Please,
Heavy!" she implored, "think how fun it would be. Just like old
times, sneaking through the woods with your favorite girls!"
Heaving a deep
sigh, he answered her. "I'd love to, but I have to tell Nathan. It's his
battlefield and we must respect that."
"Whatever
it takes, I'm working on an idea that you both might like, I just need to spy
on the redcoats a bit before presenting it to you and Uncle Nathan."
"I'll see
what I can do. I'll speak to him now so we don't rouse him to early in the
morning. Be right back," he answered as he rose from their bed. She tugged
him back down and kissed him deeply.
"Thank
you, sweetheart. You're the best boyfriend ever!"
Alec awoke to
two, warm female bodies sliding next to his. "Wake up, soldier boy!"
Rose whispered while Abby tickled his ribs. "It's time to rise and
shine."
Reluctantly, he
got up and the three conspirators dressed in silence, then slipped out of the
tent. The sentry was expecting them and confirmed the password of the day so
they could return to the lines safely without getting shot. Abby led them
silently through the forest until they were observing the redcoat sentry posted
in the trees. He was out cold and sleeping deeply. Led by Abby, the three spies
worked their way through the trees until they could see the slumbering camp of
the enemy. They nestled in close to the wet forest floor and waited for the
sunrise.
Despite their
warm clothing, the girls were shivering in short order and snuggled in close to
Alec's warm bulk with grateful sighs. It seemed to take forever until a sentry
approached the command tent, which was markedly larger than the others and
flagged with the regiments colors. He roused the men within and returned to his
post while rubbing his cold hands together to warm them from the night's chill.
She watched with interest as a man came out of the tent and pulled a white wig
over his head, then scratched himself and pissed in the dirt behind his canvas
dwelling. Alec whispered that he was the general and the second man whom had
emerged was probably his colonel.
A trumpeter
blew reveille and the soldiers began stirring and rising from their sleep. Abby
watched attentively as the officers shouted out commands and herded their
charges into a loose formation. Grunts and groans filled the air as many a man
paused to hurriedly empty his bladder before lining up before the command.
Sergeants
called out name after name and the still morning air was broken by shouts as
the sleepy soldiers answered in reply. Abby counted over 300 men in the
formation, much more than she'd imagined there would be, while Nathan was lucky
to have 150 left, even counting his recent reinforcement of Alec's company.
She turned her
attention to the cannon on the front line. She counted fourteen, well dug into
the bulwarks that partially shielded them from Nathan's field pieces. She knew
Nathan had ten cannon that were inferior both in range and projectile weight to
the redcoats, but she was undaunted. Her plan was coming together in her head,
and what she saw increased her confidence ten-fold. The formation took nearly a
half hour to serve its purpose and after the officers dismissed the men, they
herded themselves towards several mess tents where they were served their
breakfast. It wasn't until the men finished eating that the sentries were
relieved with new ones and the night shift went to eat and go to sleep.
With alert
sentries now on guard, the three spies were exceptionally careful while
retreating to a safe distance and then returning through their own lines. They
met with Nathan at his tent and he quizzed Abby over what they'd witnessed. She
filled him in over breakfast and he asked her a few more questions.
"I highly
respect your intellect and combat experience, and I'd like to know what you're
cooking up. Would you mind sharing with me?"
"I need to
speak plainly, Uncle, please don't be offended," she answered carefully.
"Speak
your mind, my dear. I'm eager to hear your opinion." he returned. Abby
gave him a grim smile and leaned in along with Alec and they plotted well into
the morning.
Abby was able
to convince Nathan of her plan and she insisted that he reduce his casualties
as much as possible during the day. It pained her greatly to see men's lives
wasted using traditional tactics when it wasn't necessary, and she told Nathan
as much. He inferred that her ideas were most ungentlemanly, but he was
desperate since having lost so many soldiers fruitlessly fighting the redcoats.
She quizzed him on the powder charge used and diameter of the enemies cannon,
easily available information since Nathan had captured more than one in the
years prior. She immediately set the ladies in the camp to sewing up cloth bags
full of black powder and grapeshot in the proper quantities to suit her needs.
June approached
her with a determined look on her dusky face. "Abby, there's no way you're
leaving me behind. Whatever you're up to I'm tagging along," she said
firmly. Abby smiled and pulled her in for a sweet kiss and a tight hug.
"Of course you're coming with us. I'd have it no other way. Would you mind
watching Major Moore's back and reloading his rifle and pistols for him? I know
of no person who can do it better or faster," she flattered. June
unconsciously pushed her firm breasts out in pride at her owner's words. She
knew she was good, but not exceptional, and Abby's words meant the world to
her. She kissed Abby's red lips and sighed happily.
"Thank
you, Mistress. When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow
morning, early. Quite awhile
before sun up," Abby responded, before running her fingers through June's
hair. "Can you supervise the ladies while they're doing the needlework? It
needs to be done right."
"Of
course, Abby. I'll get right on it. What's Rose going to do?"
"She'll be
with me tomorrow. She scouted out the redcoat camp with me and she'll be
helping me in my role. I gotta say, June. We're really hanging our little
behinds out on this operation. I sure hope and pray it works because if it
doesn't, we'll probably all end up dead," Abby said worriedly.
"I know
you can do it, Mistress," June said confidently. "You and Alec are
brilliant at this business and I have full faith in you two." She kissed
Abby's cheek softly and hugged her again reassuringly before scampering off to
help the seamstresses. Abby had chills down her spine as she watched her friend
depart. This was her biggest and most audacious plan yet and she was almost
frightened at the scope of it, yet the fact that she had the full support of
Alec and Nathan boosted her confidence greatly.
Rose finds a
match for General Greene.
Meanwhile, Rose
had struck up a conversation with one of the camp followers, a widow of just
over forty years old who'd lost her husband long ago to a vile sickness. As the
two sewed up black powder in linen bags, they discussed Rose's favorite topic,
men.
"There's
few things in life better than a tongue on my clit or a thick cock buried
inside me," Rose was saying, while the woman, Sarah, blushed slightly at
her words, not used to such salty language from a lady like Rose.
"It's been
years since I've had a man," Sarah whispered, "I really loved it
though and I miss it terribly." Rose leaned back and perused her new
friend's body with a speculative eye. Sarah was tall at nearly five foot eight,
with long brown hair and eyes to match. She was slightly on the heavy side,
curvy really, with an hourglass figure to die for. Her hips were wide and her
breasts were heavy and sagged slightly, but her cleavage was immense and firm,
while her nipples, hardened from Rose's words poked small mountains in the
fabric of her bodice.
"Did your
husband lick you?" Rose asked with a sparkle in her eye.
"What? My
goodness! Never!" Sarah exclaimed in surprise, "I've never heard of
such a thing!"
"You
should try it," Rose giggled. "It feels wonderful when you cum on a
hot tongue, then take the man inside you." Sarah blushed furiously and
Rose put an arm around her. "We need to find you a man, a good one that'll
take his time with you and treat you right. I bet there's an animal inside you
that needs set free, my dear Sarah," she whispered with a sexy smile.
Sarah blushed
even deeper and looked at Rose closely. "Can you help me find one? I'm not
getting any younger and I'd like to experience a man again before I get too
old."
"Do you
want just sex, or a relationship as well?" Rose asked. Sarah thought a few
moments before answering.
"I really
need a man inside me, if it turns into something more, that's fine with me, but
I'd kill for a long night with a man in my bed," she said wistfully.
Little did she
know that Rose was many steps ahead of her and her auburn head was turning over
an idea, that if it came to pass would more than satisfy Sarah's cravings. Rose
decided that action was better than hopeful wishing and pulled Sarah to her
feet.
"Come with
me, honey. I've a wonderful idea." She led Sarah to Nathan's tent and
sweet talked the sentry into letting them enter. He knew of her and Alec's
group, and between that knowledge and her flirty nature he was more than
willing to humor her. Since Nathan was on the battlefield, she and Sarah had
the run of his living area. Together they cleaned it up nicely and washed all
his dirty laundry along with his bedding, all of which needed it badly.
While they
worked, Rose kept Sarah occupied with stories about Nathan, how he was a
general and famous for killing the redcoats, as well as how he looked naked.
She explained how well hung he was and how she'd heard Maddy's voice echoing
down the hall as he'd pounded her to glory. By the time the women were finished
cleaning up his tent, both of them were well aroused and their little pussies
ran with sweet juice as they fantasized about him.
After they
finished up with his laundry, Rose decided something needed to be done about
Sarah's appearance. She took her to her tent and trimmed her hair to more
suitably frame her face, then together they washed up using rags and warm
water. Sarah was agog at the sight of Rose's shorn mound. Rose explained
how much her husband loved it, especially when he was performing oral sex on
her. Sarah was intrigued, so much that she asked Rose how it was done. Rose
fetched a bucket of hot water and showed Sarah the intricacies of shaving her
armpits, legs, and mound. When they were finished, Sarah slid a soft
hand between her thighs and stroked herself gently.
"Oh
my," she exclaimed, "so soft and smooth, I love it!" Rose then
found a blouse that was a touch too large for herself and asked Sarah to put it
on. It was a struggle to lace it over her bountiful tits, but giggling, they
were just able to get the job done. Her nipples pushed proudly through the
nearly sheer material while her areola were almost visible at the deep V of the
neckline. Next, Rose found a nice skirt that clung tightly to Sarah's curves,
accenting her bottom in all it's full firmness.
Rose backed off
a few steps and said, "Let me see you, turn around for me."
Obediently,
Sarah raised her arms and spun about, giggling like a teenager. Rose watched
with growing lust as she took in the sight of the older woman. Just the few
changes they'd made to her appearance had made a huge difference. When she
stopped twirling, her breasts swung heavily in their tight confines, drawing
Rose's eyes like a bee to honey. Her skirt fell nicely around her shapely legs,
tempting Rose's eyes and clever hands. Her brown eyes sparkled with what Rose
fancied was a slight invitation, so she slid closer to Sarah and kissed her
gently on the lips.
"Fascinating,"
she murmured softly, "what a difference, you're absolutely
delicious." Sara blushed deeply and pulled back slightly. Rose slid her
hands down to her waist, enjoying the warmth of the other woman's body.
"Do you
suppose the General will like me?" Sarah asked tentatively.
"Well of
course, honey. He'll be head over heels!"
"You don't
think I'm too big? My behind is rather wide you know." Rose ran her hands
lower and Sarah's eyes widened in surprise when they cupped her round ass and
squeezed gently.
"He'll
adore you," Rose said throatily, "men love a little cushion down
there, and up here too," she added while running a finger between Sarah's
big tits. Sarah shivered at her touch and Rose smiled at her sexily.
"You'll do well, honey. Sit with me and I'll give you some advice if you
like. Fortunately, I've had plenty of experience in the matter."
Out on the
front line, Nathan and Major Moore were having a rough go of it. They were
struggling to keep casualties to a minimum at Abby's request, but the new guns
the redcoats had brought on line were having devastating results. He'd lost 4
of his 10 cannon as well as nearly half of their gun crews. The day had been
mostly an artillery battle with the redcoat General trouncing them soundly. He,
James, and Alec were having a conversation while looking towards the redcoat
lines when a cannonball came screaming in on their position. There was no time
to react as the ball bounced once then slammed into a nearby gun, sending a
rain of shrapnel through the area. Nathan went down with a surprised squawk as
a huge splinter of wood punctured his right thigh, while a piece of iron from
the gun carriage pin-wheeled through the air and neatly clipped the little
finger from James's left hand. He yelped in pain and immediately clasped his
injured hand to his chest, soaking his jacket in blood.
"Shit and
fuck!" Nathan thundered as he sat on the ground staring at the nearly foot
long splinter in his leg. "I'll kill that cock-sucking general! The son of
a bitch has gone and pissed me off!" James chuckled with dark humor
between grunts of pain from his wounded hand while Alec stooped down to help
Nathan to his feet, and together the three soldiers hobbled to the rear and
found the battlefield surgeon. He cleaned the men up as well as he could with
his limited materials. He trimmed the loose flesh from Major Moore's stump and
bandaged it carefully. Alec had sent for June, and when she arrived they
assisted the doctor with pulling the nasty splinter from Nathan's leg while he
cried out, twisting in agony on the makeshift operating table despite the dose
of laudanum he'd been administered. June held the gaping wound open while the
doctor pushed a whiskey soaked rag completely through his leg, using the ramrod
from a musket as a tool.
When they were
satisfied the wound was clean, June neatly stitched up both entry and exit
wounds while Nathan gritted his teeth in pain. Alec helped him back to his tent
and made him comfortable, then returned to the lines along with Major Moore to
continue the day's battle. Word spread like wildfire about Nathan's condition
and it soon reached Rose and Sarah.
"Let's
go!" Rose urged and tugged Sarah by the hand. "Maybe we can help him
and ease his pain." When they entered his tent he didn't even raise his
head from the pillow. He was hurting badly and trying not to groan aloud.
At the touch of
Rose's soft hand
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July 18 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 13
Daughter of
the Revolution: Part 13
The General
and the Major are wounded, Sarah looks for a man.
In 15 parts,
based on a post by Seethegood. Listen
to the ► Podcast at Connected.

The next
morning after breakfast, Joseph cornered Alec in his study.
"So, about
last evening, Mister. Greene," he began.
"It's
Alec, please."
“ Okay, Alec.
About last evening. Is that how it is with you and the three ladies? You're
all, um, companions?"
"Yes,
Joseph. We live and sleep together. Everything a normal couple would do except
we're a foursome. It's a long story and somewhat complicated, but George and
William insisted that we take up our old ways until they return. I love those
three girls dearly and would do anything for them."
"And you
expect me to do the same with Maddy, Mira, and Sabra?"
"I don't
expect you to do anything if you don't desire, but I hope you do. Everyone must
be in it willingly, or it won't work and hard feelings will arise."
"I
see," Joseph said thoughtfully. "And the maids all know of your, um,
relationships?"
"Oh yes,
in fact I believe they want to emulate us, hence the problem of them rubbing on
me like a damn cat every chance they get," Alec said with a chuckle.
"I love them like family, but there's only so much of me I'm willing to
share."
"I'm sure
I like Maddy, she's certainly a smart and beautiful woman," Joseph mused,
"I'm not too sure about the others yet."
"Let me
give you some advice. Maddy is their senior and pretty much runs the house.
She'll allow them to be with you if she desires. If not, well, we'll have to
see what happens." Alec replied thoughtfully. "Just please do your
best to keep them off my back. And another thing, if you want company in the
parlor tonight, invite them. They'd be ecstatic to join us."
Joseph did
exactly that, and he was joined by his new ladies on the loveseat. Mira sat
between his legs and as she'd noticed June do the night before, and was
knitting a garment of clothing. Maddy cuddled up next to him and put her head
on his thick shoulder in contentment, while Sabra sat at her side. Showing her
sweet demeanor, June moved next to Mira and helped her figure out a complex
pattern in her knitting while Joseph spread his knees wide to accommodate the
two beauties. The men chatted about the day's events while Abby and Rose
listened sleepily. By all accounts they looked like a large, happy family and
Abby heaved a sigh of contentment. Alec felt her move and he leaned in to kiss
her sweetly.
"Well
done, my love. Well done." he whispered while she gave him a smile that
melted his heart.
"Take me
to bed, Heavy. I need some loving." she said softly, and kissed him until
his toes curled. He picked her up and carried her down the hall while the other
companions readjusted their seats. Maddy rose, and bravely taking Joseph's hand
led him to his room, then firmly shut the door behind them. Mira and Sabra were
looking at a loss until June took them in her arms.
"Patience,
my loves. Maddy needs a little time with Joseph." The two mulatta maids
nodded in understanding, but they were obviously unhappy with their situation.
"Go to
bed, little ones," June ordered. "Tomorrow is another day and we'll
see what it brings for you."
Maddy stood
before her man and slowly unlaced his shirt, baring his skin to her hot gaze in
the candlelight. She traced the scar on his shoulder, then tenderly kissed the
one on his face. He tried to wrap his arms around her but she captured them and
held them at his sides.
"Allow me,
please Master," she whispered. She knelt and tugged his boots free, then
unbuckled his belt and slowly worked his trousers down, giggling softly when
his tallywhacker swung free to tap her chin as it rose rapidly to greet her.
When he was naked, she loosened the laces at her bodice and pulled it down to
free her big, firm breasts. He gasped in delight when they appeared before him,
her nipples already hard and wanting.
"Sweet
Maddy," he said softly.
"Yes,
Master."
He cupped her
head in his hands and ran his fingers through her long curls. "I've not
been with a woman for longer than I can remember. Please be patient with
me," he said softly. Already, he was filled with excitement and knew he
wouldn't last long at all. He was worried about spending himself too soon and
disappointing her.
"Don't
worry, Master. I'm here to serve you in all ways," she breathed, and gave
him a beautifully submissive smile that spurred a long stream drip and alight
on her breast. He gasped when she took him in both hands and opened her mouth
wide. She was shocked at his thickness as her fingers didn't come close to
encompassing his shaft, to the point that she doubted she could fit him in her
mouth. He watched in fascination as she flattened her tongue and laid his
swollen head on it, narrowly missing his crown with her sharp, white teeth.
He'd never had a woman’s mouth before, and the sight of it finally happening to
him was almost too much for his fevered mind.
When he was
completely spent, she laid him back on the bed and finished disrobing herself.
He watched, entranced by her beautiful curves as she bared herself to his gaze.
He had very little time with women, other than visiting a whore on the rare
occasion he couldn't stand relieving himself with his right hand anymore, and
they were generally quick and to the point visits. Tonight was a completely new
experience, one that he was looking forward to immensely.
Maddy paused
for a quick thought before joining him on the bed. She asked herself what her
mistress would do, would she be bold and take what she wanted or lie still and
let her man have his way with her? She decided she'd be bold, and not giving
herself chance to overthink it, she bravely climbed astride Joseph and
surprising him completely, buried him in sweet kisses, so much that she had him
gasping for air as she nearly sucked his tongue from the roots.
She raised up
and fed him her magnificent bosom, steering one at a time into his ravenous
mouth. She sighed in pleasure as he tugged at her like a thirsty child.
"Please,
Master. Take me as a man takes a wife, Master. Give me what I need,
please," she begged as she writhed her hips beneath him. He drew back
slightly and gave her a tentative thrust, considerate of her earlier complaint
of his girth.
She petted his
back and shoulders, crooning in his ear while he recovered slowly in her arms.
He tried to slide off her but she locked her arms and legs around him, holding
him in place while she enjoyed the weight of him crushing her to the mattress.
As he relaxed, she tugged his face to hers and smothered him in hot kisses.
Eventually, he became too heavy for her and she allowed him to slide to her side.
Gathering a towel she'd laid bedside, she wiped them clean of their combined
juices, then she covered them both and snuggled into his side.
"Thank
you, Master," she whispered in his ear. "You were absolutely
wonderful to me and you felt amazing."
"Ah, sweet
Maddy, I've never felt the like. I feel I'm floating on a cloud right
now," he replied and brushed an errant curl from her eyes. She kissed him
sweetly and laid her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
Slowly his breathing changed and she realized with a happy smile that he'd
already nodded off to sleep. She cupped her tender womb. She was as
content as she'd ever been and the flame of hope in her breast burned ever
brighter.
Alec awoke in
the wee hours and noticed Rose and June weren't in bed. He padded naked down
the hall and found them still in the parlor, wrapped in a blanket on the floor
in front of the fireplace. Mira and Sabra were next to them and sleeping
deeply.
He picked up
June and carried her to bed while she mumbled sleepily in his arms. When he
returned for Rose and crouched to pick her up, Mira's slim hand boldly snaked
out to caress his naked thigh. He jumped in surprise and looked down, not
realizing he was so close to her. He watched her nostrils flare as she took in
the hot scent of his and Abby's lovemaking wafting near her face. She looked at
him with such a pleading expression that his heart went out to her. He knew
well the feeling of being lonely and he felt for her. He took her hand in his
and knelt to kiss her brow.
"Be kind
to Maddy and help her in all ways and you'll have a man in your bed soon,
little one," he whispered softly to Mira. She gave him a beautiful smile
and nodded in acceptance. As he turned to pick up Rose he felt Mira's little
hand trail longingly up his thigh and caress the warm crease between his firm
buttocks, the back of her knuckles brushing his swinging sack. He wanted
nothing more than to comfort her, but he knew it was better to let Maddy do it
as she saw fit. He picked up Rose and gave Mira a little wink before heading to
bed.
Abby had taken
June in her arms and together they were sleeping like the dead, so Alec laid
down on his side holding Rose close and she mumbled in her sleep, then turned
into him and buried her face in his crispy chest hair with a deep sigh of
contentment.
"I love
you, sweetheart," she whispered softly, and kissed his warm skin.
"And I
you, my little Rose," he returned, and kissed the crown of her head, then
closed his eyes to fall asleep in moments.
As true to her
masters as always, Maddy was up at the crack of dawn and had prepared a
wonderful breakfast. Abby and Alec shared secret smiles as Maddy floated around
on a cloud of love, touching and kissing her man whenever possible. Joseph's
attitude was much improved as well, the smile on his face told the story of
last night better than he could have spoken it aloud.
The plantation
was bustling that day with Abby deeply involved in preparing the fields for
spring planting while Alec conducted his spy business, consolidating bits and
pieces of information he'd received via messengers and dispatching it to
whomever he deemed needed the knowledge. It was just after lunch when a cry
came from the sentry at the front door.
"Master
Greene! A messenger is arriving, hurry!"
"Shit
fire," Alec cursed, "what now."
"Master!"
June's desperate cry raised his hackles and he flew to the front porch beside
her. The messenger was at the porch stairs, still astride his horse and wove in
the saddle, nearly losing his seat. His mount's head hung low and it was
panting heavily while bloody foam poured from its muzzle. Alec ran to the man
and on his way down the stairs noticed Abby trotting up, her face creased in
consternation.
Alec caught the
man as he fell off the horse and lowered him to the ground. He heard a ragged
gasp, then a huge thump as the horse collapsed to the dirt. He looked up to see
Abby with a bloody dagger in her fist. She'd put the poor beast from its misery
before Alec could command it. She gave him a quick nod and knelt with him at
the man's side. The messenger pawed blindly at his bag while gasping shallowly
for air.
"General
Greene, it's from General Greene. He's in a bad way and needs help," he
croaked out. His trembling fingers found the parchment and he handed it to
Alec.
"Someone
get the doctor!" Abby cried out while holding the man's hand for comfort.
June quickly ran to do her bidding while Rose trotted down the stairs to help.
Together, the three dragged the exhausted man inside and laid him on the couch
in the parlor. Alec read the letter and Abby watched his face intently as he
frowned deeply, then a look of fierce determination came over his countenance
and Abigail knew their lives were changing again, right before her eyes.
Alec raised his
head and looked at her. She gave him her strongest smile but she knew he could
see the uncertainty in her eyes.
"We go to
war," he said with a dark scowl. She didn't blink an eye, she simply went
to him and kissed his lips.
"Tell me
what you need and I'll make it happen, Heavy."
He immediately
sent for Joseph and together they rallied the militia, instructing them to pack
light, and ready themselves for a long trek. Abby, Rose and June went to every
home and slave cabin to inform them of the day's events. The wives wept at the
thought of losing their men and the widows gave them love and support as best
they could. Alec, with Joseph's advice picked a dozen hard men to stay behind
as a skeleton security force to keep the inhabitants of the plantation as safe
as possible. It was a nearly useless gesture if they were attacked, but he
needed every man available to help fight the redcoats.
Alec and Abby
had a rare argument as the strain of the day came to bear on them. "Joseph
stays!" she fumed when Alec insisted he ride with the militia. "He's
my man and I trust him, besides, Maddy now needs him. Don't take him away
already!" she stomped her little foot and glared up at him. She was so
beautiful and full of fire that he couldn't bring himself to cross her. He held
out his arms and she flew into them with tears in her beautiful blue eyes.
"Thank
you, Heavy. I love you so much," she sniffled. He caressed her back and
soothed her until she pulled back to give him a sweet smile. Little did he know
that he'd lost only the first battle of the day, and that another was building
steam in her golden head.
Platoon
Inspections
Alec went to
his study and for another hour sorted his intelligence into two piles, one he
kept and placed in his leather satchel and another that he tossed documents and
notes from into the fireplace. He was under a massive amount of pressure, and
used his best judgement on the importance of each piece before keeping or
destroying it. He was just finishing up when he heard a rustle in the hedges
outside the window near his desk. His first instinct was to reach for his
pistol that he kept clipped to his sword belt and hanging on the back of his
chair. To his chagrin it was gone along with his sword, he must have misplaced
it, he thought unhappily.
A feminine
voice pitched low like a man's reached his ears from the hedges.
"Major
Greene. Report to the back porch in five minutes for inspection of the combat
troops!" the voice said, as it quivered with laughter. He knew at once it
was his Abby and his lip quirked in a smile, but he was hugely busy and
answered a bit sharper than he intended.
"I'm
really busy right now, whomever you are. Come back later." He winced as he
heard the tension in his own voice, knowing she would hear it. A few seconds
went by, then a different voice called out, Rose's by his best guess.
"Major
Greene. Report to the back porch in five minutes for inspection of the combat
troops. If you fail to report, all your special conjugal privileges shall be
hereby revoked, forthwith!" the voice commanded sonorously, while cracking
with laughter. Sure enough, it was his Rose, no doubt. A genuine smile broke
his lips when he heard more feminine giggles floating out of the bush. His
girls were trying to lift his mood and he loved them for it.
"Yes,
sir," he answered, "five minutes it is. Right away, sir." Their
laughter was music to his ears and he glanced at the clock to ensure he'd be on
time per his ladies demands.
When his time
was up, he strode down the hall to step out on the porch. His jaw dropped and
he was struck mute for several seconds as he gazed in wonder at his women. The
three beauties were standing side by side and rigidly at attention, while
wearing nearly perfect reproductions of the Continental Army officers uniform,
to include the tricorn hats Nathan had given them. Each girl's hair was braided
into a thick ponytail that flowed gracefully down their backs to brush to tops
of their stunning little behinds. Abby's uniform was piped with pink to match
her cap while Rose and June's were piped in gold to reflect the same.
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The following
day, Abby went to Alec's study to collect him for lunch, passing Mira and Sabra
along the way. She peeked in the door to see him sitting at his desk and
mumbling expletives in his short beard. He was dressed in a white, ruffled
shirt and his typical more than tight trousers, and he looked scrumptious. She
walked in quietly and slid onto his lap, then kissed him softly.
"What's
wrong, Heavy. Is your workload troubling you? I heard you cursing up a storm in
here."
He frowned and
released a deep sigh. "Oh, Abby. It's these maid servants nowadays. I
can't seem to keep them off my back. Every time I get busy they want to check
on me, or bring me something such as food or drink. And they're forever rubbing
their tits and asses on me like I'm a scratching post. It's disconcerting as
hell!" he complained. "I can't play stud to the entire household you
know, you three beauties are all I can handle."
Abby had to
bite her knuckles to stop her laughter. He still had little idea of the effect
he had on the females around him. Sometimes he asked for favors and was
surprised at how easily they were awarded, but other than that he generally had
no clue. He did however manage to pick up on her amusement.
"What's so
funny, little girl? Are you making fun of my predicament?" he asked sternly,
but with a twinkle in his eye. In a heartbeat, he took her over his knee and
was spanking her little ass with a wooden ruler while she shrieked in imagined
pain. While she struggled, she managed raise her skirts and deliberately bare
her bum for him and she moaned as he stung her a couple times with his ruler,
leaving red stripes on her firm cheeks.
"Oh,
Master Alec, please stop!" she yelped in laughter, but her eyes grew heavy
with passion as she looked up at him with a flushed face and rumpled blonde
curls. He palmed her red ass and soothed it with his hand until she writhed on
his thigh. His fingers dipped in her deep cleft and found it dripping with
slick, and she shivered when she saw him raise them to his lips for a taste.
"Hmm, so
wet already," he mused. "I may use this ruler more often to maintain
order around here." She was shocked at how quickly she'd gotten aroused at
his spanking and wanted more. This was a side of herself she wasn't aware of,
she thought in some alarm, but threw caution to the wind. She couldn't stop her
hand from reaching back to pinch the sensitive inside of his thigh, hard.
"You can
try, Master, but you better be quick!" she teased and playfully scrambled
for safety while he cursed the pain of her pinch. She didn't even make it half
way off his lap before she was pinned securely with her skirts thrown over her
head and his big hand wielded the ruler on her bared skin with great effect.
She shrieked and cried to no avail as he continued on, laying light, red
stripes across the width of her jiggling little ass cheeks. The blows were
louder than they were painful and she realized he was striking her utmost care,
but the excitement of it all had her soaking his knee in juice, almost
instantly.
Abby always
took pride in being aware of her surroundings and consequently was generally
quick on her feet, so to speak. For months she'd been after Alec to play rough
with her and manhandle her like he'd done to Rose at one time, but he
steadfastly denied her, citing his love and concern for her as a refusal to
cause her undue pain. Thinking quickly, she realized that if she played her
cards right she might coerce him to a bit of rougher play. She increased her
struggles and thrashed about on his lap while sinking deeper into her role as
slave.
"Master! I
shan't obey no matter what you say!" she hollered theatrically and rudely
pinched his thigh again, harder this time than before. He roared in surprised
pain and this time the strikes of his ruler drew real fire across the backs of
her thighs. Her own cries grew shrill as the new pain registered and she began
to wonder if she may have overplayed her hand a bit.
"If you
continue beating me, there'll be no more poon tang for you, Master! No
more!" she cried loudly.
"You think
not, slave girl?" he ground out from between clenched teeth, and dropped
his ruler to introduce his rough palm to her reddened ass repeatedly, spanking
her soundly as her cries of pain grew louder. "You would threaten your
master?" he asked, in a low growl. Her struggles became more violent and
he immediately stopped swatting her ass and released his grip on her, still
afraid of hurting her. She struggled to her feet and managed to give him a
quick wink before she bent over his desk and hiked her skirts to bare her ass for
him.
Unbeknownst to
them both, the study doorway was filled with five women whom were gawking in
the greatest of surprise at the proceedings. June, Rose, Maddy, Mira and Sabra
were goggle eyed and staring as Abby cried out again to her master.
He was now
seeing through a red mist and his blood pounded in his ears, dulling her cries
for mercy. Her constant teasing and cries of imagined, then real pain had
unleashed the beast inside him and he set it completely free. He ripped the
belt from his trousers and lashed her hands behind her, then he gathered her
long blonde hair in a thick ponytail and pulled her head back until her back
bowed in an erotic arch that fired his blood even hotter.
She cried out
brokenly in pain as gravity claimed her and tugged her down.
"Master,
please!" she begged, not joking in the least this time. He was absolutely
killing her and it hurt terribly. He ignored her cries and she quavered in
painful anticipation as she felt him load his hips. She let out a guttural
groan.
"Master!
Master!" she cried to no avail. She suddenly realized she needed to call
his name to tame the ravenous beast behind her.
"Alec!
Sweetheart!" she finally cried out. He stopped immediately and a brief
look of confusion crossed his face, then awareness of her plight dawned on him.
He took in her flushed face and tear streaked countenance and his expression
fell in shame.
At that point,
Rose rapidly ushered the crowd down the hall to the parlor, realizing that they
needn't see what might follow. "Master Alec and Mistress Abby's business
is their own!" she lectured, "no gossiping about what we saw today,
understand?" Nods of confirmation came from all the girls and she excused
them with a wave of her hand.
"Oh,
Angel!" Alec was saying in consternation as he drew Abby to him. She clung
to him and sobbed in fright. He had literally scared her half to death and she
felt horrible for pushing him to such lengths. He'd never ignored her cries
like that before and it terrified her. He petted her and held her close while
crooning words of love in her ear until her sobbing quieted and she sniffled in
his shoulder.
"I'm
sorry, Heavy. I should never have pushed you like that. You knew better after
all. I thought I could handle you," she said regretfully as she wiped her
tears away.
"It's my
fault," he countered. "I got carried away playing master and slave, I
should've known better than that. I've always been afraid of hurting you and
now I've gone and done it," he whispered and kissed her lips gently.
"Are you truly okay, Angel?" he asked in concern.
"My nether
hurts terribly of course, but what hurts most is I made you ignore me when I
needed you to listen the most. I shall never do that again, Heavy. It
frightened me badly," she whimpered sadly. He gathered her ruined skirts
and wrapped her in the rags, then picked her up to take her to bed.
Abby was fine
of course, mostly because she was tough as nails, and after a short nap was up
and around although she was hobbling a bit. She did stay especially close to
Alec and let him know repeatedly through secret touches and caresses that she
wasn't upset with him in the least which he was more than thankful for.
Rose soon
pulled her aside for a confidential word. "Sweetheart, you need to know
that you and Alec had, um, well, a few voyeurs today while you were in the
study."
Abby was
absolutely horrified with embarrassment. "What? How much did you
see?"
"I think
we came in about the time Alec was spanking your ass so enthusiastically."
Rose giggled. "Then you stood up and offered yourself to him like a slut
while refusing him access at the same time." Rose couldn't stand it
anymore and broke out in subdued laughter.
"We? We?
Who the hell is we?" Abby demanded, red faced and mortified.
"Um, everyone,"
Rose sobbed in laughter and her eyes filled with tears of mirth.
"Well, I
hope they didn't see the end," Abby grumped. "It didn't turn out that
well."
Rose quickly
sobered at her expression. "No, I ran them off when it became obvious
something was wrong. I'm sorry I was making fun, sweetheart. Are you
okay?"
"Yes, I'm
just angry at myself for getting carried away. I made Alec hurt me when he's
always refused to in the past. I feel horrible about it."
Rose hugged
her, then gently kissed her lips. "He's an amazing man, I'm sure he didn't
mean to hurt you purposely."
"He
didn't, but he did lose control because of my teasing. I shan't do that again.
He was scaring me to death," Abby admitted quietly.
"Some men
have a beast inside them that most times is best kept locked away. They keep it
hidden, never to be revealed unless their woman wants to experience it, even
then it can be dangerous," Rose stated matter of factly.
"I found
that out the hard way," Abby grimaced and touched her tender belly.
"He really knocked the bottom out of me, it still smarts."
"Well,
I'll take him on next time for ya, I could use a good pounding," Rose
giggled teasingly.
"You're a
worthless tramp, dear Rose," Abby chided with a mischievous smile and
kissed her cheek, "but you're welcome to him, I'm in no shape to
argue."
June’s Special
Night
Abby noticed
June was a bit subdued that afternoon and remembered she'd been neglected the
evening before by the foursome. She found Alec back at work in the study and
sat on his lap for a discussion.
"Honey, I
know you've been worked over pretty hard by us girls in the last 24 hours, but
do you have it in you to take care of our June this evening? She's moping a bit
this afternoon and I think she needs some manly attention."
He drew a deep
breath and sighed. "I realize that. I felt bad for neglecting her last
night but I literally ran out of energy. She and Rose really took it out of
me."
Abby giggled
and kissed him sweetly. "I can see why. I've never seen you cum like that.
It was incredible to watch. You're so sexy when you make love, I just adore
watching you," she said in a low growl and nipped his neck.
"It still
amazes me that you share me so freely," he said softly.
"My choice
is to keep you to myself forever, Heavy, but I love my girls dearly and until
this damnable war is over and the men are home, I can see no other answer.
Fortunately, It turns me on to no end when you're really giving it to one of
those sluts," she admitted as her face flushed a deep rose color. Just
thinking of it was having a major affect on her.
"How about
we build a nest in the parlor by the fireplace this evening. We can have a few
drinks and take care of our sweet June?" Abby whispered as she laid her
head on his shoulder. He kissed her hair and cupped a firm breast in a big
palm.
"Anything
you desire, my Angel. And speaking of June, she's been a bit scarce these last
few days. Is everything okay with her?"
"Oh yes,
she's been working on a little project," Abby said with a mysterious
smile. "She has a surprise coming that I'm sure you'll enjoy." He
raised his eyebrows inquisitively but Abby just winked at him. "I'll not
give it away, big man. You'll just have to wait," she snickered as she snuggled
deeper in his warm embrace.
After dinner,
Alec quickly bathed while the girls set up their nest in the parlor. Maddy
dragged in another bearskin rug from the study so between the two hides there
was plenty of room for the lovers to lay on in front of the fireplace. She looked
at Alec from the corner of her eye as she worked, wishing she had a man to take
her and make her his own. She missed Nathan terribly and every night her
thoughts of him dampened her thighs with lust.
Alec caught her
up in a hug on her way by, and thanked her for taking such good care of him.
His shirt was untied and her nose inadvertently pressed into his firm, hairy
chest and she inhaled the clean scent of him. Maddy’s womb flooded with
heat and she blushed deeply, her arms tightening around him involuntarily and
she hated to relinquish her hold.
"You're
welcome, Master," she managed to say quietly. "I'd do anything for
you." He gently released her and kissed her forehead.
"Thank
you, dear Maddy. It's a pleasure having you around us, you already feel like
one of the family." She gave him a shy smile, and feeling a sudden burst
of courage, raised to her tiptoes and kissed his lips. He gave her a beautiful
smile and ran a hand through her long curls. Too shy to continue, she turned
and quickly left the room while he watched her retreat with a thoughtful
expression on his face.
He immediately
went to his study and jotted down a short note and took it to the young sentry
at the front door.
"Deliver
this to Joseph Higgins at once," he commanded, then watched in
satisfaction as the youth scurried to do his bidding.
He wandered the
house until he found June at work in the sewing room. She glanced up at his
entry and her eyes widened in surprise, then quickly hid the bolt of cloth
she'd been working on behind her back. Thanks to Abby's warning, he knew she
didn't want to reveal what she was doing so he ignored her expression and held
out his arms for her. The beautiful smile that blossomed on her dusky face
warmed his heart as she dropped her materials and flew into his arms.
She kissed him
warmly, then squealed in alarm when he tossed her over his shoulder and strode
down the hall to the parlor. From her upside down position she couldn't help
but admire his firm ass as it flexed and moved while he carried her. She took a
handful and squeezed it admiringly, loving the deep growl she drew from his
throat. The parlor was empty when they arrived and he set her down gently on
the bearskin rug.
"Stay,"
he commanded.
"Yes,
Master," she purred as her nipples hardened and womb aflame with
desire at the thought of what was to come. He stripped himself naked and
sprawled on the loveseat, his ripped physique playing games with her eyes in
the lights and shadows as she watched avidly.
Rose and Abby
arrived wearing only a couple of Alec's white shirts, and they looked
delectable, their firm breasts jutting out proudly and slim thighs supporting
their little apple asses that bounced behind them provocatively. Without a word
they went to June and began disrobing her slowly. Alec watched attentively at
the sight of the two beauties preparing June for him. Her eyes remained locked
on him nearly the entire time, while darkening to the smokiest brown he'd ever
seen.
Rose finally
laid June back on the rug and propped her head on a pillow so she could
comfortably watch as her lovers serviced her. Abby and Rose each took a slim,
brown thigh and spread it wide. Abby let out a moan of anticipation as she
watched. She could a
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An old black
lady approached her and shyly gave her a hug.
"Thank
you, Mistress. My daughter was the one whom you saved yesterday. I feared that
man would kill her but I couldn't do anything since I'm just another helpless
slave. I can hardly believe what you're doing here, but I thank God for you and
your father."
Abby felt tears
gather in her eyes at the sincerity in the woman's voice, and she hugged her
back. "Will you please come up to the big house with me? You can stay
there until your daughter is healed up. I'm sure your presence would be a boon
to her."
The old lady's
eyes widened in surprise and a tear ran down her leathered cheek. Abby hugged
her again and took her arm to lead her from the barn, but paused at the sound
of Joseph's voice.
"If either
of you two bastards cause our Miss Abigail trouble, I'll shoot you down like a
mad dog, understand? If you mind your manners, we'll have no issues. It's your
decision."
Abby's lips
quirked in a small smile. Joseph was taking his job seriously and she was more
than satisfied with him so far. He was turning out to be quite an asset for the
plantation.
The following
day the weather was still abominable, the temperature had dropped lower and a
few inches of snow covered the ground. Abby gathered June and Rose and together
they visited every cabin and slave shack, checking on the people to ensure they
were staying warm and well fed. The girls enjoyed getting to know the folks and
especially loved the many children. The small ones were quite receptive to them
with Rose getting the lion's share of their attention, which she adored.
Abby invited every
inhabitant to lunch the following day, requesting that they bring their own
bowls and spoons with them. The people were quite surprised, but more than
grateful at the offer. When the girls returned to the big house, they helped
Maddy get ready for their guests. They soaked kettles of beans and readied
dozens of pounds of ham hocks. It made for a long day but they thoroughly
enjoyed the work.
While they were
dicing carrots, Abby had a few words with Maddy.
"Its been
terribly cold at night, Maddy. If you like, you can sleep with us three. It'll
be a tight fit in bed but we'll adjust."
Maddy thought
for several seconds, then responded. "May I speak directly,
Mistress?"
"Of
course, fire away," Abby replied with a warm smile.
Maddy's light
mocha cheeks blushed slightly but she mastered her shyness.
"I really
admire you, Miss Abby and recently I've decided to try to be more like you,
strong and fierce when needed and gentle and loving with folks who deserve it.
I always watch how you treat the other slaves and also how you love and protect
Miss Rose and June. I'm going to take Sabra and Mira under my wing and try to
pass some of my good fortune here in the big house onto them. They're good
girls and they deserve it. I'll sleep with them in my room and support them all
I can."
Abby was highly
surprised but, pleased at her ambition.
"I think
that's a wonderful idea, Maddy. Is your bed large enough for the three of
you?"
"Not
quite, we can push two beds together I reckon."
"Take mine
and George's room," June volunteered from the doorway, while overhearing
their conversation. "The bed is plenty large and well broken in!" she
giggled.
Abigail laughed
happily, "You naughty little tramp, come kiss me." June willingly
obeyed and Maddy watched their shared affection closely, wanting the same in
her newfound life. She was more than startled when the two girls included her
with hugs and sweet kisses.
"Just
promise you sleep with us occasionally, dear Maddy," June said gently.
"We'd love to share our bed with you too." Maddy nodded while her
eyes grew moist with tears. She'd never imagined being treated this way by
anyone, much less a white mistress and her quadroon maid. She nodded happily
and not trusting her voice, resumed her duties with Abby right beside her and
that odd feeling of hope in her breast growing larger as time went by.
The following
day, Abby opened the house to the workers and every room was soon filled with
the happy sounds of people eating and visiting with their neighbors. Joseph
found her and asked her to come look outside the front door. The two
troublemakers from the other day were standing in the cold several yards away
and talking amongst themselves. She threw on her overcoat and walked out to
greet them, where they noticed her immediately and their eyes widened in
concern.
"Won't you
gentlemen please come in?" She asked with her most winning smile.
"There's more than enough beans, ham hocks, and hot buttered biscuits for
all. We'd love your presence inside."
"We
weren't sure we'd be welcome after our conduct the other day," the older
man stated with a chagrined expression.
"Of course
you are. Please, let me escort you in and we'll feed you til you can't
walk!" she said teasingly, then slid between them and grasped each man's
hand in hers. She gently tugged them up the stairs and inside while Joseph
stood on the porch with a baffled look of surprised admiration on his face.
When the first
diners were showing signs of leaving, Abby had Joseph crack open a keg of
whiskey and they meted out a stiff dram for each person that wanted it. The
laughter grew a bit louder and the people's smiles grew broader towards Abby
and the rest of the ladies of the house. Soon, all had left except the two men
because they'd held back purposely hoping for a word with Abby.
"Mistress
Durham?" The younger man ventured in a shaking voice.
"Yes, sir?
What can I do for you?"
"Well,
Ma'am. We just wanted to apologize for our behavior the other day. We had no
right to treat a lady such as yourself so rudely. It shan't happen again."
"I've
forgotten about it already. I hope you two stay here and contribute to the
success of this plantation. I need strong, loyal men like yourselves. Can you
envision that in your futures?" She reached out and touched each man's arm
gently and gave them her best smile.
"Yes,
Mistress, we certainly can." The elder man said with a new tone of
confidence in his voice.
"That
makes me quite happy. Thank you for coming today, gents. I'm planning on
repeating our lunches together on the first Sunday of each month. You're
invited to them all of course."
Each man bowed
in turn and kissed her hand, then took their leave. She smiled and gave herself
a pat on the back. She was learning that sometimes violence wasn't the only
solution to a problem.
The girls had
just finished cleaning up the kitchen and were settling in the parlor when a
ruckus sounded from outside. They heard the front door fly open to slam against
the wall and Joseph's loud voice rang out. "Mistress! Come at once!"
Abby groaned
and put her drink down. "What now, I hope no one's hurt," she
exclaimed.
Joseph called
out again, this time in an almost panicked tone of voice. "Mistress! It's
your man! We need the doctor, hurry!"
All the girls
froze for a moment, then Abby cried out in distress. "June! Fetch the
doctor!" She ran down the hall and flew outside to see four men seated on
wagons packed full with cargo. She recognized Alec immediately and leaped
aboard to hug him tightly. He was nearly a solid block of ice and was barely
coherent. His beard was full of snow and his coat was layered with frost.
"Oh,
sweetheart," she cried. "Let's get you in the house! Joseph! Get some
help and carry these poor men inside! Hurry!"
Joseph leapt to
obey, and help was easily available as a crowd was gathering. She steered the
men to the parlor where Maddy was frantically stoking the fire hotter. The
doctor showed up and began barking out orders.
"We need
to get some hot liquids in them, warming them from the inside out is best.
Don't put them in a hot bath, it may cause more damage. Cut their clothing off,
cover them up and warm them gradually."
The women
swiftly obeyed him and soon four naked men were wrapped in blankets and warming
before the fire while sitting on the couch and loveseat. All the household
staff showed up and offered to help as well.
"Mira,
Sabra? Are you comfortable warming these men with your bodies?" Maddy
asked, "They need it desperately."
"Yes,
Maddy," they chorused, and immediately stripped down to cuddle up to two
of the men. Maddy also joined them and together they held the shivering men
close to their hot bodies. Abby quickly snuggled up to Alec, not surprised in
the least when Rose joined her.
"So
cold," he muttered between violent, shivering spasms. "I didn't think
we'd make it alive. This storm ambushed us too far away from shelter."
June slowly fed the men hot broth, and later a few bites of beans and ham
hocks. It seemed to take forever, but eventually the men's shivering abated and
they became more aware of the warm bodies that cocooned them in warmth. One of
the men slowly nodded off and fell asleep pillowed on Mira's firm breasts. Abby
noticed and got June's attention.
"Can you
make sure the guest room is ready? I think we'll put these men to bed. You and
Rose can sleep with me and Alec. Put a man each in your and Rose's room as
well."
Maddy heard her
quiet whispers and spoke up. "We three will sleep with the men and help
them stay warm. I'll keep the fires up throughout the night."
It took awhile,
but the women guided the men to their beds and tucked their warm bodies around
them. They were all in poor shape. One man, the oldest, was wheezing as he
struggled for air and Abby was more than concerned for him. Maddy noticed as
well.
"I'll take
care of him, Abby. There's a good chance I'll be up a lot thru the night and
keeping a close eye on him."
As Abby led
Alec to bed, he shuffled down the hall like an old man, stopping several times
to cough violently. He put a hand on the wall to hold himself up, and Abby's
heart went out to him as she struggled to bear his weight with an arm around
his waist. Finally, she got him tucked in and was just snuggling up to his
backside when Rose appeared and added her warmth to his front. He threw a big
arm around her and sighed deeply. In seconds he was sleeping soundly and the
girls began whispering.
"Oh, Abby.
I'm so glad your man's back, but I'm sorry it had to be like this. We're lucky
they made here at all." Rose said softly.
"I'll take
him anyway I can get him, sweetheart," Abby responded. She slid an arm
around his waist to rest it on Rose's hip. "Thank you for helping, you're
the best friend ever."
June arrived
and stoked up the fire in the stove, then quickly undressed and slid in behind
Abby, cuddling her close to her front. Abby sighed in pleasure as the two
bodies surrounded her in warmth and comfort.
In the wee
hours of the morning, Alec let out a mighty shout and shot up bolt right,
knocking a suddenly terrified Rose out of bed and onto the floor. Abby and June
let out squeaks of surprise as he looked around frantically with blank eyes.
Abby quickly knelt beside him and pulled his face between her full breasts.
"Hush,
lover. It's okay, you're home safe with your Abby," she crooned as
she petted his shoulders and stroked his long, dark hair. He clung to her until
his breathing eased and he slumped into her embrace. Rose had scrambled up from
the floor and she knelt at his other side, hugging him close. Eventually, they
got him laid back down and he drifted off to sleep.
Come morning,
the doctor allowed Maddy, Mira and Sabra to bathe the men, judging they were
warmed enough by now. They took the men in and spoiled them rotten until the
water cooled too much for comfort. June and Rose fixed a wonderful breakfast
while Abby scrubbed a filthy Alec until he shone. She slid in the tub behind
him and pulled him back between her widespread thighs, kissing his neck as he
settled in with a deep sigh.
"I was
afraid I'd never see you again, Angel. I've never been so cold in my life.
Another hour or two would have killed us I think."
She ran her
hands around him and caressed his furry chest with familiarity, grateful beyond
words her man was safe.
"I love
you so, Heavy. I thank God for you every day. My heart aches when you're
gone."
"And I
love you, sweetheart. How've Rose and June been doing lately, are they
okay?"
"We're
back to sleeping together, it just seems natural anymore. They have good
attitudes though and work as hard as ever."
He sighed and
closed his eyes. "That's good news. I'm sure you're the main reason for
that, my strong, little beauty."
She giggled and
nipped his shoulder, "If you say so, big man. Let's go get some
breakfast."
As the company
ate, Alec explained that Nathan had sent the four wagons full of cargo to help
Abby in her quest to reinvigorate the plantation. There were barrels of salt
pork, hundreds of pounds of smoked meats and bolts of cloth to make clothing
with. There were also many other sundry items he'd thought might be of use to her.
Abby thanked
the three men profusely for risking their lives to deliver her goods. They all
nodded shyly and tried not to stare at her beauty. She'd already captured their
hearts as she did most men, and Alec looked on with amusement at their plight.
The two Mulatta maids noticed as well and felt the sharp pangs of jealousy as
they were already taking a shine to their new charges. Their slight flirtations
with the men grew more evident, and every time they approached one of them they
caressed their shoulders or kissed their cheeks while giving them sexy smiles.
By the time breakfast was over they'd secured the men's full attention and
their confidence had returned.
Maddy confined
her attention to the older gentleman who was quite sick and still not doing well.
The doctor had given her a mixture of sweet almond oil and syrup of violets
along with a plaster of candle wax, saffron, and nutmeg that she'd applied to
his chest and belly in hopes of bringing him around. He'd simply wanted some
honey and whiskey, but she prevailed much to his good natured disgust. She
trundled him back to the guest room and installed him in bed, which he
protested weakly but soon was sleeping comfortably with a warm blanket wrapped
around him.
Overriding
Abby's concerns, Alec made a short trip to the barn where Joseph had stored the
wagons in order to bring in gifts that Nathan and Major Moore had sent for the
ladies. The girls loved a good surprise and clapped their hands joyfully as
their presents were revealed. Abby, Rose and June received black tricorn hats
and small, intricate jewelry boxes with their names engraved on them.
Alec explained
the gifts. "We got the smallest hats we could find and included a hat
stretcher in case you girls need it. They're made of the finest beaver, and
Abby's cockade is pink, representing the grade of field officer. Rose and
June's cockades are gold indicating the rank of captain. Your jewelry boxes are
filled with your first years pay, in gold, ac
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July 15 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 10
Daughter of
the Revolution: Part 10
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 thi
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July 14 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 9
Daughter of
the Revolution: Part 9
Abby and Rose
do battle. Three slave girls give pleasure.
In 15 parts,
based on a post by Seethegood. Listen
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Chapter 12
It was nearly
2:00 am when a pounding at the front door and frenzied shouting woke the house.
George was first to the door and threw it open to admit a sweat drenched
messenger. He was nearly inarticulate but managed to convey that the bridge
Abby and her companions had secured was under heavy attack by redcoats from the
south. George ordered the man to grab a couple of slaves and ready their mounts
for immediate departure. While the men hurriedly dressed, the sound of cannon
fire reached their ears, hastening their efforts to make good speed.
Nathan and
James insisted on responding as well and soon all the men departed for the
battle, well
armed with rifles and sabers. The girls all huddled in the parlor to discuss
their predicament.
"What
should we do, Abby? Stay here and wait for wounded to arrive?" asked June
calmly. Abby was pleased with her friend, she'd come such a long way from being
a scared slave girl to become a dependable woman that handled stress quite
well.
"You and
Maddy stay here with the doctor and prepare for the wounded. Collect all the
women you need from the cabins and do all you can to get ready for them. Rose,
you and I are going for a ride. I can't sit here and do nothing. Are you
game?"
Rose didn't
hesitate a second. "You're damn right I'll go. I hate the idea of our men
out there in harms way and us doing nothing about it."
"Let's get
dressed and head out. June, good luck, we'll be back when we can." Abby
went to her and gave her a tight hug and a quick kiss before going to her room
to dress.
On the way to
the stables, Abby slipped into her father's office and picked up a spyglass
she'd noticed there earlier, hoping it might come in handy. She also grabbed
her and Rose's squirrel rifles along with her rapier. Together, they swiftly
saddled their mounts and headed down the road to the bridge. Luckily, there was
a full moon that lit their way and they could navigate quite easily. The two
were a hundred yards or so away from the bridge when a cannonball went bouncing
and rolling past them with enough momentum to cause serious damage or certain
death if it hit a person.
"Damn it,
that was kinda close," Rose commented with an adventurous smile.
"I guess
so. Let's sneak up behind the troops and see what's happening," Abby
answered. She felt a surge of adrenaline and grinned back at Rose. "Just
like old times!" she exclaimed happily.
Up ahead the
girls saw the shapes of men at the bridge abutment. Abby's immediate concern
was being recognized by the militia men and not getting shot.
"Winston!
Winston!" She called out loudly.
"Come on
in, Mistress Abigail!" a man shouted. "We see you!"
The girls
approached the men and Abby asked how the battle was going.
"Pretty
rough," the senior man said. "Most of our cannon are exposed as well
as a few of theirs. However, they have two or three that are dug in deep on the
far hillside and we're having hell trying to take them out. They're picking us
off willy nilly and we're taking too many casualties."
"Where are
the General and my men at?"
"They're
in the thick of it, of course, with our cannon on the front. They're trying to
take out the British guns but haven't had any luck so far. Your man is on the
west side of our line directing fire and trying to sweep the enemies flank with
mounted troops. It'll be easier for us when the sun rises but until then we're
mostly shooting at muzzle flashes in the tree line. They can see us better
because we're mostly stuck in this open field protecting the bridgehead."
Abby nodded in
understanding and nudged her mount forward.
"Mistress,
perhaps you should stay here and go no further. We have orders that no one
other than militia cross the bridge," the man said nervously.
"On whose
orders?" Rose asked.
"The
General's, Mistress. He was most explicit."
Abby's horse
fidgeted as she was deciding whether to obey the man or not. He thought she was
ignoring him and he cried out almost in despair.
"Please,
Mistress! Don't go! I'd be in horrible trouble if you crossed."
She wanted
nothing more than to join her men but knew it was impossible for her to do. She
couldn't ignore the man's well being, while not being sure of how strict his
punishment may be when Nathan found out his indiscretion.
"Very
well. We'll return to the house and wait until the battle is over. We can't do
much anyway to affect the outcome. Good luck, Sir."
"Abigail,
what are we up to? You never give in easily," Rose asked quietly as they
slipped back down the road.
Abby gave her a
mischievous smile. "Damn right we aren't giving in. I want to head east
and turn their flank. If you remember from when we arrived, we can cross the
creek bed with our horses a couple miles from here, then we'll sneak into the
trees where those cannon are dug in and see what we can do. I'm betting the
majority of redcoats are on the battlefield and there's just a skeleton crew on
the big guns. We need to get crackin' though because daylight is coming."
It took them
nearly three hours to stealthily flank the redcoats and sneak in behind the
easternmost cannon. They tied the horses to trees and quietly slid in the last
50 yards where there were three soldiers loading and firing the cannon down on
the militia. She told Rose her plan and together they pulled it off splendidly.
When the soldier firing the cannon touched the flash hole with his taper, the
girls timed their shots perfectly with the detonation of the cannon and two
redcoats went down. The third was left standing in surprise wondering what had
happened. He crouched low and peered over his escarpment looking for militia
men to his front as a source of the gunfire that killed his compatriots. Abby
quickly reloaded and waited until she heard the next cannon to the west fire,
then she emptied the man's skull with a brilliant shot to the brainpan.
Satisfied, the
two brave women moved on to the next cannon. The plan went like clockwork at
first and they handily killed the first two, but the third man had his wits
about him. When his companions tipped over dead, he spun around and seeing the blackpowder smoke from
the girl's rifles, charged them immediately. He pulled a pistol from his waist
belt and fired at Rose, narrowly missing her head and she ducked involuntarily
as the bullet cracked by her ear. Abby bravely met him with her rapier drawn
and he pulled his saber just before they clashed. He was a large man and the
momentum of his charge bowled her over as she parried his blow.
She was struck
nearly senseless and she struggled to rise, knowing she was too slow and sure
death was coming. Suddenly, the man let out a cry of agony and Abby looked up
in a daze to see Rose fastened to his back with her teeth buried in his neck,
growling like a lioness. The man was a seasoned fighter and he threw himself
backwards, crushing Rose between his broad back and the unyielding ground. The
breath flew from her body with a loud grunt and she lost her grip on the
redcoat. He scrambled to his knees just in time to receive Abby's dagger under
his chin, the blade puncturing his upper palate and driving deep in his brain.
He stiffened up like an oak tree and slowly tipped over on the ground, his
heels beating a tattoo on the forest floor as his body spasmed and rattled out
a death groan.
Abby ripped her
dagger out and slashed his throat open for good measure, then knelt beside Rose
who was on her hands and knees gasping for breath.
"Sweetheart,
are you okay?" Abby cried in consternation. Rose whooped for breath
a few more times and finally nodded her head.
"I think
so, that fucker knocked me for a loop," she gasped out.
"Me too,
the redcoat son of a bitch," Abby agreed shakily, she was still collecting
herself from the man knocking her ass over teakettle. "I should know by
now to shoot the biggest, meanest bastard before the little scrawny ones,"
she wisecracked with a rueful smile. The girls hugged tightly, then Rose kissed
Abby softly on the lips and said, "I sure love you honey, thanks for
coming to my rescue."
"And I
love you, sweetheart. We'd better tidy up that last cannon before they kill
more of our men."
Thankfully, the
final cannon was manned by only two redcoats who were fixated on putting
cannonballs downrange. It was a simple task to head shoot them both with well
placed shots from their squirrel rifles. Rose recovered their horses while Abby
pulled out her spyglass and perused the ongoing battle below them. Their
vantage point was facing north and about a hundred feet in elevation higher
than the razed tobacco field in front of them.
Abby spotted
George, William, and the General along with Major Moore and they were literally
fighting for their lives. Somehow they'd become separated from the main body of
militia men and were slowly being pushed back to the steep creek bank by the
redcoats.
Abby caught her
breath in consternation, then sprang into action. "Rose, help me load the
cannon, quickly now! Our men are in trouble!" Frantically, they rammed
home powder and shot, then Abby dialed in the elevation on the rear screw until
she was satisfied, then she grabbed the long pole used to lever the tongue of
the carriage for windage. She did her absolute best to align the barrel with
her intended targets, then put her spyglass to her eye.
"Go ahead,
Rose!" she called out. There was a mighty blast and she watched the ball
sail just behind the redcoats and plow into the ground throwing up a giant
cloud of dust and dirt. What she thought was an officer spun about and
furiously waved his hands in her direction. Apparently, he thought his men had
fired a short round and he was berating them angrily. Abby chuckled grimly and
together the two women reloaded as fast as they could. Abby raised the muzzle a
touch and waited patiently until the men bunched up as their officer shouted
orders over the din of battle, pointing here and there as he plotted how to
finish off the militia men.
She took a last
look through the glass at her father and his companions. They were laying prone
in a small depression and shooting as fast as possible at the redcoats. Nathan
turned his head and she saw his lips moving as he barked out an order. The men
pulled their sabers and laid them at hand for their last ditch defense. She
looked down her line of fire and hoped the ball wouldn't carry to far and hurt
her men.
"That's
the best I can do, Rose. The redcoats look like they're getting ready to charge
our boys. Say a prayer and let 'em have it!" The concussion of the shot
fluttered her blonde hair about her face but she didn't flinch at the sound.
She watched the ball rip downrange and tear through the soldiers, arms and legs
pinwheeled
through the air along with a faint, pink mist. At least half of the men went
down and the rest went to ground, perhaps a half dozen or so. The officer
screamed and shouted, urging the men to get up and charge ahead. They slowly
began to gather themselves and assault towards the trapped men.
"The
horses, Rose! We need to ride down and help! Let's go!" Abby cried. They
hurriedly jumped in their saddles and Abby led the way at a dead run down the
hill and across the smoking field of battle. She was fixated on the soldiers
that were now running towards their intended targets and she spurred her mount
viciously. The girls gained on the redcoats rapidly and Abby called out to
Rose. "Trample them down, Rose! Run right through them!"
Through the
haze of battle she heard her father bellowing frantic orders. "Cease fire!
Cease fire! Friendlies coming in!" Less than a handful of seconds later
she smashed into the running line of redcoats. She tried to hold her horse
steady but his legs tangled in redcoat bodies and he went down with a neigh of
terror, tossing Abby high in the air. While airborne she heard Rose's horse
connect with enemy bodies and her high voice yelling in anger. Abby plowed into
the ground on her left side and slide to a painful halt, her shirt ripped
halfway off her body.
She dimly heard
George shouting for the men to charge as she staggered to her feet. Two
redcoats were left upright and one of them was almost on her, his bayonet
poised to impale her. She swiftly drew her rapier, but as she cleared the
scabbard the man's head snapped sideways and his brains scattered over the
smoking field. Rose had put him down with a well placed shot. The second man
whom appeared to be the officer stood alone, the last among his men to be
standing. He drew his saber and advanced towards the charging men, determined
to die bravely.
Abby knew from
his familiarity with his steel and the confidence in his stride that he would
be a formidable opponent. She ran to confront him and heard the militia men
calling out to her in dismay. Ignoring them, she addressed the officer with her
sword and he was startled beyond words. One moment he was fighting militia men,
the next he was braced by a beautiful blonde with nearly naked breasts and
dazzling blue eyes, along with a razor sharp rapier.
Thinking she
was merely an impediment, he casually swung at her with his saber, thinking she
was an easy win. She turned his blow with a strong wrist and her riposte lanced
his cheek wide open, so wide she saw the white of his teeth appear before being
covered in a sheet of bright red blood. He cried out in surprise and she
watched his eyes harden instantly. He came at her with purpose and suddenly she
was in the fight of her life.
The man was
good, as good as her father and possibly better, she thought. She watched his
eyes carefully as they danced with death and she parried his blows numerous
times in just a few moments. George and his companions arrived, panting for
breath and in awe of the sight before them. Little Abby was holding her own!
Suddenly, he made a lightning quick thrust and stabbed her deep in the thigh
just above her knee, she tripped, then went down, and with a long stride, the
redcoat pounced. She deftly rolled into him and between his outstretched legs.
The men saw a flash in her left hand as her dagger took the officer in the
groin and his femoral artery was parted in an instant.
He cried out in
agony and collapsed on the ground, pouring blood like a fountain. Abby swiftly
stood up and kicked his saber from his grip, then straddled his body. "You
shoulda stayed
home, redcoat," she said calmly. "You've been killed by a simple farm
girl." General Greene cried out loudly trying to stop her when he saw her
intentions, but he was too late. Her blade slid in the redcoat's throat and out
the back of his neck to bury itself in the ground. The officer squirmed and
whined pitifully as his life leaked into the dirt, Abby holding his eyes locked
with hers until he died horribly, choking on his own blood.
She whipped her
rapier free and then kicked him in the head using her good leg.
"Cocksucker," she cursed. "If you wanna try to kill my men you
better bring a tougher army."
"Abigail!
Enough!" George said sternly.
"Mind your
own, father! He was trying to kill you and William!" she cried out in
anger.
"She saved
your life, George. Damn it, man. Take it easy," Nathan commanded.
Suddenly, a shot cracked overhead and they all hugged the dirt. A number of
redcoats remained on the field advancing from the west and they began to pour
heavy musket fire on the companions. From the far side of the treeline a cannon
roared and grapeshot scythed through the troops, killing several and hastening
their assault against George and his people. Another round of grapeshot ripped
through them and before their bodies hit the ground a battle cry was heard from
the trees. "Winston! Winston!"
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Daughter of
the Revolution: Part 8
The dinner
party continues..
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For nearly an
hour the guests chattered and enjoyed themselves. George and Nathan got on
tremendously while Alec and the Major had plenty of life experiences to share,
meanwhile the ladies listened closely to and fawned over their men, managing to
flirt rather boldly as the brandy had it's effect on them.
Abby turned the
oil lamps down until the room was dimly lit and went to sit on Alec's lap. The
conversations quieted and grew more intimate as the partners whispered amongst
themselves, questing hands began wandering into intimate places and quiet
kisses were shared. When Abby judged her guests desires were roused enough, she
signaled the maids and Maddy to leave. Their men looked surprised and
disappointed to say the least, but Abby moved to a chair between them and
chatted for a few minutes thanking them again for their presence at the
plantation.
Soon, she rose
and held a graceful hand out to Nathan. "May I see you to your quarters,
please?" she asked quietly. He got up and held out his arm for her but she
insisted on holding his hand, and led him down the long hallway to his room.
"Nathan, may I please call you Uncle? I feel I've got to know you much
better this evening and because of your relationship with Alec, you feel much
closer to me."
She looked up
at him with such a beautiful expression that she stole the remaining piece of
his heart that wasn't her's already.
"Of course,
dear Abigail. I'd be honored if you did."
"Thank
you, Uncle Nathan, and you may call me Abby, please. Only my closest friends
call me that." He blushed slightly at her intimacy and gave her his best
smile. "Here we are, your quarters, Uncle. I hope you enjoy your evening.
I understand you may have a guest. She's growing to be a good friend of mine
and she's loyal to a fault. I trust you'll respect her wishes and treat her
with the utmost kindness."
He looked at
her with an incredulous look on his face when she smiled saucily and opened the
door to reveal Maddy, sitting on the bed with her gown pulled partially down
her torso, revealing a single, firm breast in the low light of an oil lamp. A
groan of desire passed his lips as he gazed on the beautiful woman.
Abby rose to
her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "Good night, Uncle Nathan, sweet
dreams," she said softly and gently urged him through the door.
June had the
Major by his hand and was him leading to his quarters as well. She made small
talk and flirted with him lightly until they reached his doorway.
"Major,
here's your quarters. I understand you have a surprise inside. If you choose to
accept, you must show kindness and respect. If you choose not to accept, there
will be no hard feelings. Have we a deal?"
She gave him
one of her patented sultry looks and he helplessly agreed.
"Yes,
Ma'am we have a deal," he said weakly. She opened the door to reveal the
two serving maids, naked and sharing the rug in front of the crackling
fireplace.
June pulled him
down for a hug and kissed his cheek. "Please take care of them, they're
not nearly as experienced as a handsome man like yourself. Enjoy yourself,
sir," she whispered with a sweet smile, then urged him across the
threshold.
Abby met Alec
in their room and he swept her into a tight hug. "My Lord, woman, you're
exquisite tonight! Wherever did you ladies find the gowns and jewelry?"
"It
belonged to the prior mistress of the house. Maddy hid the jewels from the
British in a secret place. She's quite a loyal person I've discovered. I hope
Nathan treats her well."
"Oh, he
will. He's a very nice man, especially when it comes to the ladies. Given half
a chance though he'll wear her out."
"I know
another Greene that's the same way, and I badly need worn out, lover." she
flirted audaciously. She sat him on the bed, then took her time disrobing. When
she was naked, she sat on a stool in front of the mirror and brushed out her
long, blonde hair. As she watched him in the reflection, he stood and
undressed, his tall, muscular frame and huge, swinging shaft kept her attention
as she finished with her hair. She turned and went to him, then pushed him down
to sit on the bed. Kneeling between his legs, she rested her head on a strong
thigh and sighed deeply.
"I love
you so much it hurts, Heavy. I thank God every day for giving you to me."
He ran his hands through her long curls and petted her smooth shoulders.
"And I
love you, Angel."
She raised her
head and took his big hands in her small ones, gazing up at him with beautiful
blue eyes that were misty with emotion, such a sweet look that his heart melted
in his chest.
"Alexander
Greene, will you marry me?" she asked tenderly, as a hot tear rolled down
her cheek.
He stared down
at her in complete surprise. His little Angel had yanked the rug from under him
yet again! She smiled tenderly at his stupefied expression and kissed his hands
while she waited for his response. He swept her up in his strong arms and
whirled her in a circle while she laughed delightedly.
"Yes,
Angel! A thousand times, yes!" He nearly shouted in happiness.
He set her on
her feet and lowered his head to kiss her passionately, so much that he stole
the breath from her lungs. Panting, she broke away and pushed him back on the
bed and leapt on top of him. She entwined her arms and legs around him and
squeezed as hard as she could, while he chuckled in pleasure.
"I thought
I was supposed to ask you," he protested with a loving smile.
"You're
too slow, big man. I got tired of waiting. A girl needs some security ya
know!" she teased and tugged him over on top of her. "Not now, I've
been ready for you for hours. I need you inside me terribly bad. Please,
lover," she whimpered.
"All the
way tonight, slow and gentle, but I want every inch. Make love to me, sweet
Alec," she whispered, then nibbled his earlobe until shivers ran down his
spine. As tenderly as he possibly could, slowly but firmly, he pushed deep
until she was gasping in painful pleasure. He stared down in her beautiful blue
eyes with his steel grey ones and winced when she cried out in pain at his
intrusion.
"No, don't
stop, lover," she whispered. He groaned when he finally bottomed out
inside her.
"Every
time is like the first," she panted. "So long and thick, I love
it."
She wrapped him
in her arms and hooked her heels around him, then pulled him to her as hard as
she could. He gave her what she so desperately wanted, and with unstoppable
force, while she cried out in passion.
"Right
there, stay right there and don't move," she grunted in a hoarse voice.
She stared up at him and wept tears of joy as she exploded in an orgasm that
bared her naked soul to him through her beautiful eyes.
For nearly a
minute she shuddered and shook.
Slowly, she
relaxed and unclenched her teeth from his shoulder. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm
sorry," she giggled. "I couldn't help myself.
She caressed
his whip scarred back tenderly, then kissed his cheek. "Roll me over,
please, big man," she commanded.
"Hmm, you're
so damn sexy, I'd better keep you around," she teased. He ran his hands
through her hair and framed her face with his hands, looking deep in her eyes.
"I love
you, Abigail Durham, now and forever," he said softly, then kissed her
until she was gasping for air. He cupped her head in a big hand and tucked it
under his chin. Hot tears dripped on his neck and little sniffles reached his
ears as she cried in happiness. Soon, he felt her breathing even out and in
just a few minutes she dropped off to sleep, his thick cock still filling her
completely. He gently caressed her back and flanks while she sank even deeper
into slumber. In moments he followed her, and together they slept the long
night away.
Maddy &
the General
Meanwhile, in
Nathan's room, he approached a more than shy Maddy and pulled her to her feet.
He caressed her naked breast and tugged down her neckline to bare the other.
"You're
absolutely beautiful, my sweet," he murmured softly.
"Thank
you, Master. Please be gentle with me, it's been far too long since I've been
with a man. May I undress you, please?" she asked tentatively.
"If you
like, and yes, I'll be most gentle with you."
She opened his
jacket buttons and removed it, then unlaced his undershirt, baring his furry
chest. As she ran her fingers through his hair he caressed her naked shoulders
and teased her hard nipples until she gasped in pleasure. He kicked his boots
off, then she knelt and unbuttoned his tight trousers and slowly skinned them
down his muscular thighs, watching with bated breath as she gradually revealed
his mighty cock. As the fabric slid past his swelling head it popped free and
tapped her on the chin. She giggled nervously, then removed his pants
completely.
She exclaimed
in surprise at his taste, a touch bitter and salty, but all man undoubtedly. He
sighed and took her head in his hands, moving with her as she took as much of
him in her hot mouth as she could and began sucking him as best she knew how.
"Ah, sweet
Maddy, it's been so long for me. You feel wonderful," he said in approval
of her efforts. He looked down at her and felt a rush of passion. Her large
breasts were topped with chocolate nipples that begged for attention, and her
gown had fallen low enough for him to see her slim tummy and cute bellybutton..
It truly had been weeks since he'd had enough privacy to masturbate himself and
the long evening of watching the beautiful women in all their finery had him
balanced on a hair trigger.
With a cry of
passion, he lost control and loosed volley after volley. She swallowed and
stroked rapidly, coaxing every drop of pleasure from his body. He shivered and
shook until he'd jetted his last, then he pulled carefully free and tugged her
back up to her feet.
"Oh,
Maddy, I've never felt the like," he said weakly, then gathered her in his
strong arms and kissed her deeply.
"Thank
you, Master," she purred, overjoyed that he was pleased with her. He
caught her up and tossed her squealing onto the bed, then followed her and
worked her gown completely off her body, followed by her underclothes.
"Trust me,
sweetheart. I'll be good to you, I promise." The kind general promised.
"What are
you doing, Master?" she cried in shock, "It's not proper!" she
protested in vain. He simply smiled to himself and resumed his love making.
Slowly but surely, she relaxed under his tutelage and began to enjoy his
ministrations. For long minutes he serviced her, leaving her dripping in his
saliva and her own juices. When her hips began writhing in his grip and her
soft cries were reaching a crescendo.
She twisted and
turned, rolling her hips in his big hands, taking her to heights she'd only
dreamed of. Finally, she weakly pushed him away, "Too sensitive, please
Master, I can't take anymore," she begged. He took pity on her and slid up
her body to take her in his arms, kissing her deeply and feeding her his tongue
that tasted of herself. She pulled him close and eagerly sucked and licked her
succulent juice from his face and mouth.
"Umm,
Master. Thank you. No one has ever done that to me before," she purred..
"Oh
my," she whispered, "I don't think you'll fit, Master. I want you to
try, though."
He looked down
proudly. The men in his family were blessed and his was one of the largest.
Many a lady had fallen to his prowess and not a one had forgotten her
experience.
She
shrieked in pain and put a hand to his belly. He held still, allowing her time
to adjust to him, and when she nodded her readiness, he continued his journey.
She panted and shook, overwhelmed by the sensation of being stuffed completely
full.
"Oh,
Master," she quavered, " I can hardly believe it.”
He nodded and
picked her ankles up.
Almost like she
was reading his mind, she whispered up to him in a quiet but determined voice.
"I'm yours, Master. Do what you want with me, just please do something,
I'm burning up inside."
He groaned in
relief at being cut free, but still felt concern for her.
"If it
gets too bad, sweetheart, tell me and I'll stop immediately. Forgive me, but I
must take you," he ground out between clenched teeth.
She gave him a
beautiful smile and he felt her tense up slightly and brace herself beneath
him. "I'm ready, Master."
With an animal
cry he set himself free. She screamed in pain and pleasure that tore the breath
from her small body time and again.
She hovered on
the edge, but the pain he brought her was just enough to stave it off. He only
last a few minutes. She watched his face and she adored him for it, overjoyed
that she could provoke him to such a state.
She sank her
fingernails and held him close as he fired inside her. The jumping and jerking
finally pushed her into waves of euphoria.
Locked
together, they shivered and shook until they wrung the last ounces of pleasure
from each other.
"You're
squishing me, Master," she finally murmured, as she bore his full weight
on top of her. Quickly, he lowered her legs from his shoulders and skillfully
flipped them over. She lay on his chest, panting for air and still shaking with
aftershocks. Her fingers played in his crispy chest hair and caressed while he
sighed in satisfaction.
"Ah, my
sweet." he said weakly. "You bring out the beast in me, woman."
Maddy recalled
another bit of advice June had given her. When she was satisfied, she worked
her way up his body, nuzzling him tenderly until she reached his lips, then fed
him her agile tongue, sharing a deep kiss.
Soon, they lay
side by side and he played big spoon to her little. He tugged their blankets up
and in minutes they slipped into a deep, exhausted sleep.
Major’s Maids
Meanwhile, in
another room the Major was striving. Each girl carried his first two offerings
while the oldest girl remained in a frenzy of passion. The younger urging him
to completion. He sweated and panted above her.
She squealed in
delighted surprise and stuck her pink tongue out hoping for a taste of him. He
gave it his all, jerking until he collapsed beside her in exhaustion. The
younger girl leaned over him, dragging her bosom across his sweaty chest and
happily licking her girlfriend's face and tits clean of his thick, white cream,
murmuring her pleasure.
"You girls
are amazing, never in my life have I enjoyed such beautiful ladies as
yourselves," he managed to groan as he watched their performance.
"Thank
you, Master," t
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July 12 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 7
Daughter
of the Revolution: Part 7
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."
1 hr 9 min
July 11 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 6
Daughter
of the Revolution: Part 6
Alec is
shared a final time & an unexpected visitor shows up.
In 15 parts,
based on a post by Seethegood. Listen
to the ► Podcast at Connected.

The women
puttered around cleaning each other up, then Abby packed a pipe for Alec and
delivered a stiff whiskey to his side. He pulled her onto his lap and she
snuggled deep in his arms.
"Are
you okay, big man? We seemed to have wore you out."
"I'm good.
I really enjoyed it. You're such a delicious little tart," he teased.
Abby got a
serious look on her face. "Will you take me like you did Rose sometime?
That looked amazing and must have felt even better from watching her
reaction," she whispered quietly while peeking over his shoulder to make
sure she wasn't overheard.
"I'd love
to, but haven't yet because I don't want to hurt you. You're a different kind
of special to me, much different than Rose and June and I want to keep it that
way. It seems rather rude to treat the woman I love, like a harlot."
"Well,
maybe she might want to be treated that way on occasion. You took me pretty
hard in the forest the other day, but nothing like you did with Rose," she
whispered and wriggled her eyebrows at him causing him to chuckle out loud.
"I never
want to hurt you," he said seriously. "Even if you ask me to I may
have difficulty doing it. You have no idea how precious you are to me,
Angel." He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, robbing her breath for
a few moments. He looked closely at her after he broke the kiss and her eyes
had misted over with emotion.
"I love
you too, Heavy. I thank God every day for delivering you to me, even though I
had to drag you home with my horse!" she teased lightly to cover her
emotions. She buried her face in the hollow of his neck and inhaled the warm
aroma of sex coming from him, purring in satisfaction as his arms enveloped her
and held her close.
A pair of slim
arms slid around him and Rose kissed his cheek from behind. "Thank you,
big man. That was an incredible experience, and thank you too, Abby for sharing
your handsome stud. He's quite a piece of work."
"He sure
is," June chimed in as she knelt before him and hugged his legs, then
covered his knees with little kisses. "Thanks for spoiling me, Master.
I'll never forget how well you take care of us."
He smiled down
at her beautiful, dusky face and gave her a quick wink that had her blushing in
pleasure. Abby's ears perked up at the title June addressed him by, but decided
to ask him about it later. The current mood in the cabin was too good to bring
to an end if the conversation became unpleasant.
"Is it too
early to go to bed?" he asked. "I could use a nap at the least."
An intruder in
the woods
Rose and June
chose to cook a light dinner and while they did so, Abby and Alec crawled into
bed. She rested her head on his chest, wriggling her nose like a rabbit when
his crispy chest hair tickled her. In minutes he was sleeping and she spent her
time with him caressing his broad chest, running her nails through his hair and
listening to his strong heartbeat while she gazed at his handsome profile. She
could feel herself falling ever deeper in love with him day by day it seemed.
She had just
nodded off when June traced the hair back from her brow and kissed her
forehead. "Dinner is served, Mistress, if you're hungry," she
whispered quietly.
"Oh, June.
Thank you, my sweet." Abby roused her man and the foursome had a delicious
dinner together, enjoying a nice bottle of wine Abby had liberated from one of
their caches. Alec insisted on doing the cleanup and almost had to spank little
June to keep her from taking over his duties while the other two girls laughed
in delight at the pair's antics.
When his chores
were completed, Alec sat in his armchair and had another glass of wine while
Abby sat at his feet. Rose started a nice fire in the stone fireplace and soon
the evening chill left the cabin. Abby looked up at him and watched him as he
stared into the flames, deep in thought with his brow creased in worry. She suspected
his mind was on their upcoming journey and the troubles that would inevitably
arise along the way, and she hated to see him like this. Glancing at her
girlfriends she noticed that they too had fallen silent and were carefully
watching him as well, picking up on his mood. She rose gracefully to her feet
and offered him a hand.
"Come with
us," she said softly. She led him to the bear skin that lay on the floor
in front of the fire and pulled him down to lay on his back. Rose retrieved
their pillows and together the girls surrounded him with their warm, naked
bodies and soon drove all negative thoughts from his head with their kisses and
caressing hands.
Their mood was
slow and tender. Rose chose to simply lay on her side and caress anyone that
came within her reach while Abby pushed June atop him. She rode with exquisite
skill for nearly fifteen minutes while Abby kissed him and made love to his
chest and hard belly with her soft lips.
The girls made
it all about his pleasure this time and June left him gleaming with sweat and
panting lightly. June slid off him and laid beside him while Rose licked him
clean of his and June's combined juices.
He pulled Abby
up over his mouth with her facing his feet and she watched Rose, until she
soaked his face and chin in her sweet juice.
When Abby
recovered her breath she slid off his face and straddled his hips while Rose
slid to the side to accommodate her. Abby wedged his thick head in her pussy
and tenderly took him deep inside her. He groaned as her tightness squeezed him
in her hot, wet tunnel while he looked up at her beautiful blue eyes that were
staring down at him intensely. For several minutes she worked above him, her
sweet breasts gleaming with perspiration from the warm fire in her loins.
She lowered
herself to his chest and whispered in his ear. "Just relax.”
Slowly, they
wound down and with happy little sighs of completion, the foursome snuggled
together and dozed off lightly by the fire. Sometime later as the room chilled,
June roused them up and got them all into bed, then tucked them in warm
blankets and together they slept like the dead.
The following
morning, Abby was sitting on the porch swing drinking her coffee when she
noticed her horse lift her head and look into the forest, then resume browsing
in the grass. Abby continued watched her from the corner of her eye and the
mare repeated her actions twice more in just a few minutes. Abby casually
finished her coffee and strode inside the cabin.
"We may
have company," she announced calmly, catching everyone's attention
immediately. She explained what she'd seen and quickly outlined a plan for the
group.
"I'll take
my rifle and slide out the back window, then circle around in the forest in the
direction my mare was looking. Rose and Alec, you two standby inside with your
rifles and watch carefully out front. June, give me ten minutes then take a
bucket of water and go out on the porch and wash up. Don't be afraid to show a
little skin sultriness. If someone's out there we may need every
advantage. Leave the door open though, so you can run inside if the shooting
starts, sound good?"
"No it
doesn't sound good," Alec growled. "I don't want you out there alone,
sweetheart. I'm coming with you!"
"Lover,
you can't fit through the back window with that big body of yours. Besides, I
can handle myself, you know that. If you hear a shot, come running
though," she said reasonably.
He was red in
the face and getting angry, so she quickly pulled him down and smothered him in
hot kisses until his broad shoulders sagged in defeat.
"Damn it,
Angel. How come you always seem to win these difficult arguments?" he
grumped.
"Get used
to it, big man!" Rose exclaimed while stifling laughter. "I don't
believe I've ever won a tussle with her in all these years."
"Time's a-waisting, is everyone
good?" Abby said in an urgent voice.
"I'm good,
damn it to hell!" Alec grumbled and picked up his rifle.
Abby pulled him
down to whisper in his ear. "I love you, Heavy. Lots and lots."
He squeezed her
until her little ribs almost cracked. "I love you too, Angel. Come back
safe."
She slid out
the back window and he handed out her rifle and rapier along with her powder
horn and bullet pouch. She kissed his big hand, then turned and disappeared in
the forest like a puff of smoke.
She started
making a careful circle around the clearing and in just a couple minutes picked
out the shape of a horse tethered to a tree about 50 yards away from the cabin.
It's ears were perked up and it was looking at the west side of the clearing.
Abby carefully eased in that direction with every sense she had available on
high alert.
The sun was
just rising in the east and she cupped her hand over her brow to shade her
eyes. For nearly five minutes she stood completely still and listened while her
eyes swept the area in front of her. Finally, she saw a small movement at the
edge of the clearing between her and the cabin. She thought she could see a man
lying prone on the ground, and like her, he had his hands covering his eyes as
he looked directly east into the sunrise.
She heard the
cabin door squeak open and the faint sound of June singing to herself as she
began her morning ablutions. The man's head rose slightly and Abby knew he was
watching June intently. Before she moved towards him she again scanned her
surroundings for any danger but couldn't pick up any other signs that bothered
her.
June's voice
rose high and sweet in the morning air, drowning the tiny sounds of Abby moving
in on the unsuspecting stranger. As she got closer to him, June came into view.
She was naked from the waist up and was rinsing herself down with a wet rag.
Her dusky breasts were high and firm on her chest and her dark nipples stuck
out as hard as diamonds from the cold water.
Good ol' June,
Abby thought to herself, the man didn't stand a chance. As she slid to within
20 feet of him, June dropped her skirt and raised a bare leg to the top of the
porch handrail, exposing her shaven pubis to the world. Humming
energetically, she dipped her rag in the bucket and took her time wiping
herself clean.
Abby heard a
gasp from her target and he shuffled uncomfortably on his belly as his
burgeoning cock tried to find room in his trousers. In a few silent steps she
was directly behind him and she poked the barrel of her rifle to the back of
his neck. He stiffened immediately and a stream of curses left his mouth as he
let his face fall in defeat to the forest floor
"You
fucking got me you bastard, son of a bitch!" he complained. "Someone
finally got the drop on ol' Duncan Yates, damn you to hell!"
The tension
left Abby's body and a smile came to her face. "Mister Yates? I'm so
sorry! I'm Abigail Durham!"
The man rolled
over and a look of surprise came over his craggy old face.
"Mistress
Durham! What in the fuh I mean what in the world are you doing here?"
She offered him
a hand and pulled his slight frame to his feet. She gave him a big hug while he
stuttered for words to say to the blonde beauty.
"I hope
you don't mind too much, sir. We've had use of your cabin for several months. I
read your note and figured you may never return," she said tentatively.
"Of course
I don't mind. I didn't think I was coming back either. This war's been hell on
this old man, but I've survived so far."
"Can I
welcome you back to your cabin then?" she asked a bit sheepishly. "I
have three companions with me as well."
"I've met
one of them from a distance," he quipped. "You're just like your
father, a devious young lady when need be. That show on the porch was for my
benefit wasn't it?"
She lowered her
eyes and giggled. "Yes sir, it was, and worked quite well in fact."
He laughed
uproariously and clapped a hand to his knee. "Well, you snookered this old
man fair and square, young lady. I'll be telling stories of this til the day I
die."
She took his
arm and tugged him towards the cabin. "Shall we?"
"Coming
in, June! All's well!" she called out and together they approached the old
man's cabin. The three companions met them at the porch and Abby made
introductions all around. Duncan's eyes were wide in astonishment as he took in
the three beauties all standing together, along with the tall man beside them.
"My word,
man. Have you been living under my roof with these three young ladies? You're
the most fortunate man in creation!" he exclaimed in wonder. The girls all
blushed at his words and Alec's chest puffed out a little. He was proud to have
them and wasn't afraid to show it.
"You look
hungry and tired, sir. May I make something for you to eat?" June asked
politely.
"I'll not
turn down a good meal, Miss June. My thanks to you indeed."
She blushed at
his words, rarely had anyone ever addressed her as Miss and she thought it was
quite wonderful. They went inside and he exclaimed at how clean and well kept
his cabin was and was equally surprised at the large bed Alec had built. He
didn't mention their sleeping arrangements of course, but Abby saw the wheels
turning in his wizened head and knew he suspected the truth.
While he ate,
the companions answered his many questions about how they'd survived and
continued taking the battle to the enemy. He informed them he'd been up north
and knew that George was alive and well and giving the redcoats hell.
"In fact,
he and his militia are steadily moving south, in this direction. Do know of
Blenheim Plantation, Abby?" he asked.
"I've
heard of it but I'm not sure where it's at."
"It's
maybe three day's ride north of here. I've heard he intends to stop his drive
south there to resupply and rest his troops. They've been on a real tear
lately."
"That's
wonderful!" she cried out. "We were just planning on heading north
tomorrow to see if we could find him." She quickly filled him in on the
letter she'd found from her father, and how she'd thought he was dead these
long months.
"Well, I
can assure you he's alive a thorn in the redcoats ass! Whoops, sorry, ma'am.
I'm not used to being around such lovely ladies," he apologized with a red
face.
She giggled and
waved it off. "Don't worry Mister Yates, I've heard much worse. By the
way, we have quite a lot of food and supplies at various caches around here. If
you're staying home you're welcome to them. We had an excellent garden this
year and all the produce is in a cool cave just a short distance from
here."
His eyes misted
over and he clasped her hands in his. "Oh thank you, Mistress. I really
didn't know how I was going to feed myself this coming winter, a man can't live
on venison alone you know."
1 hr 6 min
July 10 Daughter of the Revolution: Part 5
Daughter
of the Revolution: Part 5
Abby
field-trains the soldier, and shares him
In
15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen
to the ► Podcast at Connected.

Alec awoke to
find Abby gone from the bed. He peered around and saw her seated at the fire
and writing on a piece of parchment using a tiny bottle of ink and a quill. He
slid out of bed managing to not awaken Rose and June.
As he
approached her he saw a tear fall from her eye to stain her paper.
"Oh, my
sweet Angel, what's wrong?" he asked softly and knelt to gather her in his
warm embrace. She clung to him like a limpet and sobbed quietly.
"I was
hoping to find a message from father here, but there was nothing. I'm writing
one for him in case he comes here. I wish I'd thought of it earlier and left
one yesterday at the other cache." she said as she sniffled in his
shoulder.
He picked her
up and took a seat on the log, then cradled her close and rocked her until her
sobs quieted and she hugged him tightly.
"Thank
you, lover. I needed that," she whispered, and kissed his neck sweetly.
"Can I
make you some coffee?" he offered.
She nodded,
then climbed off his lap to help him put coffee on and start breakfast.
"Are you
ok after last night? You realize I'm happy to be with only you, Angel," he
said softly while glancing at the two slumbering beauties.
"Oh, I'm
fine. I dearly love those two and I couldn't bear to be intimate with you and
deny them the same while we're all living together. This life on the run is
hard on a woman and they need you nearly as bad as I do. They just don't want
to admit it," she answered quietly. "June loves my father and Rose
loves William as well. We just don't know if we'll ever see them again and the
girls cling to you for comfort. We can continue on if it's ok with you.
Besides, I've discovered I kinda like watching you pleasure those little
tramps, you're so damn sexy it kills me," she said, giggling behind her
hand.
He snatched her
up and whirled her in a circle while she yelped in surprise, then he kissed her
until she was gasping for air. Her mood lightened, she dog piled her two
sleeping girlfriends, yanking on their blankets and laughing gleefully until
they claimed she was freezing them to death. They ended up snuggling naked
under the covers while Alec shook his head in mirth and continued fixing their
breakfast.
Over the next
two days they visited the remaining caches and none yielded any clues of George
and Williams' fate, but Abby left a message at each place in the faint hope of
them finding it.
The final cache
was located fairly close to the old plantation and they had to cross a major
road to get there. Under Abby's careful guidance, they slipped safely across
and approached the cave, which in reality was more of a limestone overhang that
was large enough to shield their supplies from the elements. By now it was old
hat for them and they compared Abby's inventory list to the amount of supplies
while she searched for her message rock.
She searched
and searched to no avail, and was rapidly losing patience when she remembered
it was a piece of limestone shale that slid in the wall like a book in a bookshelf,
rather than a piece on the ground.
Alec happened
to glance up when she pulled the rock free and reached in to pull out a small
leather pouch. He leaped up to catch her when she staggered and nearly fainted.
Her shaking hands reached in and pulled out a letter with her name written on
the parchment in her father's hand.
He lowered her
gently to the ground and held her while she sobbed in joy. June and Rose came
running at the sight of the couple huddled together.
"A letter
from father!" Abby cried happily. June threw herself in her arms and broke
into tears. Rose knelt to hug them all, crying in joy.
"Did you
read it yet? How is William?" Rose begged.
"I can't
bear to read it. Please, Alec." Abby held the letter out to him in
trembling hands while tears ran down her beautiful face.
He opened it up
and began reading.
Dearest
Daughter.
I hope you
escaped safely and that this letter finds it's way to your lovely hands. Isaac
and the slaves fought valiantly at the plantation but we were overwhelmed and
many were killed that fateful day. William, Isaac and I were captured by the
redcoats and imprisoned for nearly three months.
We managed to
escape while they were moving us between towns to another holding area for
colonial prisoners. Isaac gave his life for ours in the escape attempt. He was
courageous beyond words and took many redcoat lives during the effort. He was a
true friend and warrior.
William was and
continues to be quite sickly as his wounded arm hasn't healed in the least and
I fear for his life. I'd hoped to search our caches and camps for you, but
we're being driven steadily out of this area by patrols and I don't want to
bring any redcoats to your area if you're fortunate enough to be alive and
living in the hills.
Our plan is to
head north by west where we've heard a militia is building. Mayhap we can
secure a physician capable of helping William with his arm enabling him to
survive. If you're able, and I know you have the courage, head northwest and
search for any Continental soldiers or local militia. You should be safe with
them.
I pray you
still have your two charges with you. If so, hug and kiss them both for me.
Your loving
Father.
Alec looked at
Abby and she had tears of joy running down her face. He knelt to embrace her
and all three women flung themselves in his open arms. Sobbing happily, they
all collapsed on the ground and hugged each other tightly.
Collecting
themselves, they stood up and knocked the dirt off their clothing.
"What's
the date on the letter?" Abby asked curiously.
"The
eighth of July, nearly three months ago," Alec stated.
Abby's face
fell a little.
"I was
hoping it was later. I hope the men are still ok," she said with a worried
frown.
"Was there
anything else in the pouch?"
She quickly dug
inside it and let out a whoop of excitement, then pulled another letter out.
With bated breath the companions watched as she quickly opened it with fumbling
fingers. This time she had the courage to read it aloud herself.
Dearest
Daughter.
I've sent this
message with a trusted man in hopes he finds our cache to leave it for you.
William and I have secured safety in the north with a local militia. We have
employed a physician and he successfully tended to William and he's on the
mend, although still somewhat frail. The militia leaders have elected me as
their leader since the former one was killed in action. I still don't know why,
apparently they see something in me that I don't, but I accepted gratefully as
it will allow me to fight the British even more efficiently.
I have high
hopes of this letter finding you as word has spread far and wide of a guerrilla
force in the general area of our plantation. This gives me far more hope than
you can imagine that you are alive and fighting to survive along with your
companions. As I mentioned in my first letter, if you're able, head north by
west and search for any friendly troops, Continental or militia, and they'll
send you in my direction. It's easily a week's travel to reach our area of
operations in normal times, so it will probably take much longer as you'll be
avoiding the main roads, so plan accordingly.
If you come in
contact with any militia, they've been given a code word to recognize you by.
The word is your mother's maiden name.
Good luck, my
sweet daughter and Godspeed.
Your loving
Father.
"The date
is only three weeks ago!" Abby cried happily. "They must still be
alive and well!"
"Will we
leave right away to find them?" June asked excitedly.
Alec held up a
hand. "I know it easy to get excited but we simply cannot go off half
cocked. Moving such a distance safely while avoiding major thoroughfares takes
some planning and lots of supplies. We need to take our time and act
deliberately."
Abby sobered up
quickly and agreed with him. "I'll think on it awhile. We may have some
maps that cover areas to the north. I'll have to check. We also need to
readdress our stock of food supplies. It could take us two weeks or more to get
there. I hate to admit it now but we may need another horse or two to carry
cookware and supplies."
She looked at
Alec ruefully and he winked at her with a secret smile. She hadn't told the
girls how many horses she'd killed in her fight with the redcoats, knowing
they'd be surprised and disappointed in her.
She thought for
a moment then threw him a saucy grin with a hint of mischief in her eyes, and
he could see her wheels turning.
"Abby...."
"Yes,
dear?"
"That's
not a good idea."
"I haven't
spoken a word, big man. Mind your own," she giggled, happy with the fact
they'd grown close enough that he was reading her mind already.
"Unless
you've got a ready supply of horseflesh somewhere it's the only way to get a
couple."
"What ever
are you two railing on about?" Rose asked with a perfectly raised eyebrow.
"Hunting
redcoats," Abby answered, while Alec shook his head at her bluntness.
"We are?
When do we leave and can I shoot one?" Rose asked blithely, and Abby broke
into delighted laughter.
"I can't
shoot for shit but I can reload like a frontiersman!" June piped up boldly.
"Looks
like you're outvoted, soldier boy!" Abby teased, and flung herself in
Alec's arms, kissing him all over his face until he dissolved in laughter.
"Ok, I
surrender to you lovelies. It'll cost you each a hug and a kiss though."
Happily, the
girls lined up to kiss him deeply and give him the firmest of hugs as
requested. They decided to make up some lunch and decide on a plan forward.
June made coffee and Abby packed a pipe for Alec, then they got down to the
business of planning the next stage of their newest adventure.
After securing
pack horses, they would return to two different caches and gather needed
supplies, then rest up and eat well for a few days before setting off on their
journey north.
Abby stressed
the need to travel slowly and avoid redcoats at all cost, as they'd be burdened
down with gear and she didn't want to risk losing her friends or supplies
foolishly. They also needed to find fresh water along the way for both them and
their livestock.
By the time
they'd cemented a solid plan, night was falling quickly. Alec lit a fire and
again fashioned a bed of pine boughs for them to sleep on. They spitted the
tenderloins from Rose's buck over the fire and supplemented it with a few
carrots and a loaf of bread.
The girls
celebrated by breaking out the whiskey and enjoyed a cup each, chattering away
about the revelation that their family members were still alive.
Alec smiled to
himself and enjoyed watching the already beautiful women come to life and
almost glow with joy. They were like completely different women and he found
himself wishing he'd known Abby before the war changed her, certain that she'd
steal his heart even then.
Abby noticed
him watching her and she gave him the most beautiful smile he'd ever received
and his heart melted in his chest. She came to him and held him tenderly in her
arms.
"You look
tired, my sweet. Let me tuck you in bed. Would you mind if I stay up with the
girls for awhile?"
"Of
course, Angel. Take your time. I understand how happy you are and I want you to
enjoy it."
She helped him
out of his clothes and tucked him under the blankets while June and Rose
couldn't help but watch as his hard, muscular body was revealed. They now had a
dilemma. Their true loves were alive while they were in the company of a
willing, handsome young man. What to do?
Abby kissed him
and smiled tenderly as he wriggled around like a small child until he got
comfortable and in minutes he was snoring quietly.
He awoke
sometime later to Abby pulling his arm over her while she snuggled her cool back
to his warm chest. He kissed her hair, then was almost asleep when June slid
her arm around his waist and cuddled her breasts against his broad back. She
whispered a sweet nothing and kissed him between the shoulder blades, then
dropped off to sleep with Rose warming her backside.

Chapter 8
The following
day they set off to return to their cabin. When they arrived, Abby put Rose and
June to work gatherings supplies for the ride north while she and Alec put
their heads together and planned a trip to hunt for a couple of pack horses to
use on their journey.
In the morning
they departed and headed for a nearby thoroughfare that Abby knew had a steady
traffic of the hated redcoats. When they arrived, they hid at a well concealed
vantage point and waited for the right targets. Surprisingly, traffic was quite
heavy compared to the recent past and Abby was pleased. She was beginning to
worry that there wouldn't be a large enough gap between parties for them to
strike the enemy without endangering themselves beyond their level of comfort.
Finally, a
proper group of soldiers showed themselves. Four were marching while a fifth
drove a wagon pulled by two large horses. The wagon was heaped with supplies
and covered with a cloth tarp.
"We can
take them," Abby whispered. "You shoot the driver and I'll kill two
with my rifles, the other two we'll have to cut down with our swords. Just make
sure they've fired their rifles first."
Alec nodded in
agreement. "Watch for pistols though, foot soldiers rarely carry them but
you never know!"
He watched her
closely as the men approached. She stared at them like a cat stalking it's
dinner, while her beautiful blue eyes sparkling in the bright sunlight
mesmerized him. With an effort, he broke his gaze from the petite blonde beau
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