Author's note Thanks to all who added comments on the site and emailed me. Also thanks to those of you who gave the story such high marks. I have published this second part more quickly than I probably will subsequent episodes, which I aim to submit to Lit every ten days or so. I am sorry about the errors in the first part, especially literals. Editing is...
fPompey lay in the back of the wagon and tried to take a nap which was difficult on the bumpy hard packed but rutted dirt road. It was spring and the smell of the fresh flowers and the manure laded fields brought the primal instincts of rebirth and reproduction to all of life. Unlike the many thousands of unfortunates who had perished during the trip Pompey...
This is a little different than my other stories, no incest this time, and for some, the sex might not be enough either, I hope you still enjoy it. Let me know if I should write more stories like this. * * * * * True love is a rare and wonderful thing when you can find it. Soulmates, are something that most dream of, few find them in their life time, it co...
John Hollingsbrook patted his panting horse as he pulled on the reins to stop the animal. High on a hilltop, he gazed down at the cotton fields below. The Hollingsbrook plantation stretched for twenty acres in either direction from where John Hollingsbrook, its current owner, sat on his horse. John, still a young man at thirty-five had inherited the plantati...
The buzz of an incessant fly, buzzing around her bed, gently woke Mitzee from her afternoon nap. She was lying across her double feather bed, dressed only in her bloomers and a blouse, and curled up on a soft goose down comforter that her maid Neena had quilted for her. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. There it was again. It was becoming annoying. She wanted it to stop, and...
After a 4 hour bumpy carriage ride into Charleston, Seth waited in his room for his mother to greet him. He had not seen his mother in three months, and was now waiting for her to show him his new brother. Seth liked the city, but enjoyed the open space of his family's plantation. Having a house in the city and a large plantation meant he was forced to trave...
Spice Plantation - Ch. 2 For nearly a minute I watched the firelight painting Judy's beautiful naked skin with golden light and flickering shadows. I slowly ran my hand across her bare breast, over her flat stomach, on down over her bare mound, and along the inside of a silken thigh. Then I returned to the open book in my lap and again began to read to her....
Missy Anne, and her husband, owned a cotton plantation, in south Carolina. The plantation, was 200 acres, it had 12 slaves for house duties, and 200 slaves, for field duties. Missy Anne's husband, was a drunk, and philanderer. He was never at home, and his foreman Dick strong, was in charge of the place, most of the time. Missy Anne, was exited. Tomorrow,...
Someone asked me not to write another plantation story, so I wrote another one in spite. ***** Sue woke up before the roosters made their morning racket. This was a noise that would then cause the rest of the house to know the day was starting. She knew the house was soon to be bustling with activity, and she was awake before the calm of the daily storm th...
(1) I stood terrified and shaking, my hands cuffed, and an ankle chain attached to the ring embedded in the floor. In 1793, I had just turned 22 years old. My muscles were huge, having worked in the fields for sixteen hours or more per day. My former master had died, no grief there, he had been a sadistic man who worked his slaves like farm animals. He had...