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...
***This is an Antebellum Story*** Although accustomed to the heat of August, Nancy still dripped with the sweat of a day's work in the fields. The summer was going to be just as brutal as last year, and the work load seemed almost fruitless as she heard about the value of cotton not being worth what it used to be. Nancy had not worked in the cotton fields...
The letter arrived some six weeks or so after Amanda arrived at Selby. That had been a trying and quite disturbing period not just because of the issues with the plantation and the dreadful situation developing between the North and South, but also because she had no sex with anyone. She had taken to masturbating frequently to relieve the frustration, but sh...
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....
I don’t normally accompany my husband on his business trips, but after some mild convincing, I found myself in a plush room at the Hawthorne Plantation. The Hawthorne Plantation touts itself as the largest, most authentic plantation in the Carribean. If you want to be pampered, this is supposed to be the place to go. I needed a getaway, and this seemed perfe...
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,...
It was October 31. Halloween. A night for haunts, spooks, tricks and treats. The night when the worlds between the living and the dead overlapped and they could celebrate together, or so the local legends tell me. The deep south was especially rich in history and chilling tales of deceased plantation owners and their families roaming their lands amongst the...
The buzz of an incessant fly, soaring 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, curled up on the 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...
Bella sat with her husband, Clarance, trying to enjoy the fine spring weather. Unfortunately for her, Clarance had to ruin it with his boorish voice. "Andrew Johnson deserved to win the election!" he boomed, cake spewing from his mouth. Bella tried to hold back the disgust on her face. "What was that, dear?" "Have you not been listening to me, woman?" O...