Free Plantation Slaves by Powerone

cock as a white girl behind her looked like she was masturbating her. How perverted, the whites sitting around watching as if it were the most natural thing to see. She cringed when she saw the white man they called Doc. And on the chair next to him was the man she called Master, the one that had already whipped her, her breasts still sore to the touch. The one that shamed her, forcing her to cum while being whipped.
    Doc prepared the two ropes that hung down from the ceiling. He would pose Sarah for Jerry Lee and his wife. “A pretty black filly,” Doc clenched his fingers, eager to strip her naked. “Skin as black as coal.” He pulled Sarah next to him. “Obey me and I won't string you up and whip your ass raw.” He saw the frightened look on her face as he bent down in front of her.
    "Yes'm, Master,” Sarah trembling as his fingers dug into her arm, Sarah cringing in pain. His hands instantly began to run over her body, starting with her breasts, Sarah's hands trembling at her side as his gnarled fingers dug into her breasts, his fingers pushing hard into her sensitive nipples still sore from the whip. He squeezed her breasts for long minutes, going from one to the other.
    "Nice firm titties, Jerry Lee. Made for sucking. And from the look of pain on her face, made for whipping. Does she like it?” He squeezed a nipple, finding the hardened nub easily beneath the thin fabric, just a touch making it erect.
    "She came under the whip. She'll make a nice pain slut.” Jerry Lee was proud that he had forced her to cum, even while he was whipping her painfully.
    "We'll see how she likes being whipped between those black thighs. A hundred strokes with a whip and we'll see how well she cums.” Kaitlyn would love to get her alone, spreading her on her special chair, the center cut away to leave the wide expanse from her asshole to her clit open for the whip. She'd scream nicely for her, Kaitlyn's pussy getting wet at the cruelty of beating her pussy until it was red and swollen.
    "Lift up your dress,” Doc wanting Sarah to show herself to them. He liked the slow humiliation.
    They didn't give her any underwear, Sarah naked beneath the dress. They were all looking at her, the General coming over and sitting down in a chair next to Master. Her hands slowly went down to the hem of the dress, her hands trembling as she raised it up her legs, feeling it run over her hips as it slid up almost to her waist. Sarah held it up high, all eyes at her crotch, her thighs clenched tightly together as if she could stop them from seeing her.
    "Nice black bush,” Doc commented. “Turn around, let's see that black ass.” She obeyed without question, her back to them. “Nice plump ass. It's made for the whip. And for fucking.” He looked at the tight crack, her buttocks clenched. She was already beginning to sweat. “Take off the dress.” Doc prepared the low table for her as he watched her pull the dress over her head, her full breasts bouncing nicely as they snagged on the dress. He pulled the dress from her hand, throwing it to the floor. He looked at her tits, seeing the marks from the whip. “She healed quickly from the whip. She'll bring you lots of enjoyment. You and Kaitlyn.” Doc knew that Kaitlyn loved to take out her hatred on the young blacks that Jerry Lee lusted after. He had fixed up many that had suffered under her whip. Most of them whipped within an inch of their life between their legs. He was surprised that a female's pussy could take so much punishment, but Kaitlyn always exceeded his expectations. “Kneel on the table.” He watched with interest as Sarah kneeled on the hard table, her knees shuffling along the hard surface, catching a peek of her black pussy from behind, contrasting sharply with the pink insides as her lips pulled back.
    Sarah got scared when she saw the ropes hanging above her head. What were they going to do to her? Her breasts heaved up and down as she scooted along the table, her knees