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Georgia, Luke and Nellie Ch. 01

By: ratedr22



This story was inspired by "Nellie's New Master" read the original under Interracial Love!

Virginia 1823

"Mmm, come on, Georgia. I'm so hard, let me get inside of you," Luke mumbled into his wife's ear. Her legs remained firmly closed. "What's wrong?" he asked. Georgia shook her head.

"I don't feel like it tonight," she said.

"Come on, Georgia," he leaned forward and began kissing her again. "I thought we were past this." She responded only slightly and he grunted in frustration. "Don't be a cock tease," he said.

"I'm not!" Georgia replied. She rolled away from him and he fell back on the bed, his engorged prick standing out from his body and she smiled to herself now that he couldn't see her face. He paused and then began to kiss her back and rub her shoulder.  

"But we were going so good before," he said. "Weren't you enjoying it?" She didn't say anything and he kept kissing her. "Want me to lick your pussy? Would that get you excited again?" he asked. 

She still didn't say anything and he tried to press his hand between her thighs but she held fast. 

"What about your ass, you want me to lick that?" He asked teasingly.

"Eww, no!" Georgia said. She turned around and sort of smiled when she saw how ridiculous Luke looked with his big prick all swollen and ready with nowhere to go. "I'm just not in the mood." 

Georgia mumbled and then rolled over again and Luke punched the bed in frustration and then she heard him moving around and getting out of the bed. 

Georgia glanced over her shoulder at him, he was getting dressed and stormed out of the room. The next day he brought her a sapphire pendant to match the earrings he'd already gotten her and her legs spread open for him.

Three weeks before, Georgia and Luke had gotten married. Georgia knew Luke was marrying her because she was the only unmarried daughter of the largest tobacco plantation owner in Virginia. Luke distributed tobacco for chewing and smoking to stores. 

Georgia knew he was disappointed with her though. Her two older sisters, Virginia and Louisiana were both renowned beauties. Georgia hardly looked related to them. It was unfortunate too that one of them wasn't available because they both thought that Luke was good looking. He was tall and lean and a rather natty dresser but Georgia didn't find him all that attractive. Her sisters called his features rugged but she called them forbidding and didn't like the way his eyes were always glinting. 

On their wedding night, Georgia couldn't bring herself to respond to Luke's kisses and let her lips and tongue remain flaccid while Luke was pawing at her.

"Come on, Georgia, kiss me," he said. She thought he was just too masculine, too much hard muscle. Georgia wanted to be a good wife and do her duty by her husband so she kissed Luke with some passion for a moment but found herself slightly repulsed by his musky odor.

"Yeah, that's it, Georgia," Luke coaxed as he climbed on top of her and pushed her back gently against the bed. 

She felt like she was being squished beneath him and was surprised that someone who looked lean could feel so heavy. Her kisses became less and less ardent and Luke pulled away. "Am I hurting you?" he got up a little.

"Oh, you're heavy, I couldn't breathe," Georgia said. Luke smiled and apologized and they rolled over onto their sides and he caressed her face and began kissing her again.

"You're so gorgeous," he hissed in her ear as he ran his fingers through her baby fine red hair. 

At the wedding Luke had spent half the evening flirting with her sisters and she'd seen him ogling Nellie, the slave that her father had given them as a wedding present, so she doubted his sincerity when he called her gorgeous. 

He moved his hands down to her butt and she closed her eyes and tried to imagine something pleasant. Luke was squeezing her rump roughly and she wanted to pull away but when she started to he put his hand up to the back of her head and held her in place. He moved his hand from her ass and began to deftly undo his britches while still kissing her. 

"Roll on your back, Georgia," he said. She did so. "Now spread your legs open for me." Which she also did, though somewhat hesitantly. He reached between her legs and stroked her pussy and a look of surprise flitted across his face when he realized that she was dry. 

"You're not very excited yet, hmm?" he asked. He bent over and began running his tongue along her slit, licking at her clitoris. Georgia liked that and her desire increased. 

"Yeah," Georgia cooed as he moved his tongue against her. She felt him pull away but kept her eyes closed waiting for him to come back. Then there was something going into her cunt and she opened her eyes. Luke was sliding his finger in and out of her. 

"You like that?" he asked. Georgia started to shake her head "no" but stopped herself.

"Oh, yes, that's fine," she said. He licked her pussy again and she felt better. 

He added another finger and then withdrew them and licked her pussy for another moment before moving his prick up and starting to try and thrust it in her hole. Georgia grimaced as he slipped past her maidenhead and began fucking her. He moved in and out of her slowly and then stopped.

"Does it hurt?" he asked. Georgia glanced at him and then shook her head "no". "Want me to stop?" he asked. A look of worry crossed his face and he started to withdraw.

"No, no," Georgia said. She was twenty-two and had given up hope of getting married two years ago. Both of her sisters had been married at eighteen. 

She knew the importance of consummating the relationship. The last thing she needed as an ignominious return home after Luke annulled their marriage because she wouldn't have sex with him. 

"Keep going. It's nice." He looked uncertain and leaned forward for a kiss. She kissed him perfunctorily and then he began fucking her again. She watched as his pleasure mounted and he started to get sweaty and slammed himself in and out of her all the while grunting with pleasure.

"Yeah, Georgia, mmm, fuck, yeah," he said. Georgia turned her head away and was glad when he made a few final thrusts in her and rolled off. He stroked her hair and tried to pull her near him but she moved away. "Are you sure I didn't hurt you?" Luke asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Georgia said.

*****

Luke wanted his wife to want to fuck him. Even if he wasn't that attracted to thin, pale little Georgia, he felt he should make the best of it, after all they were married. He bought her flowers the next day and went slower with her, spending more time between her legs, since she seemed to like that but she still didn't cum and she grimaced when he fucked her. 

He brought her chocolates the day after and suggested that they bathe together. The day after that he brought her a new dress and tried talking dirty to her in bed but she slapped him. Finally, five days into his marriage and stumped as to how to get his wife to enjoy fucking him, he bought her a diamond pendant that made her stop grimacing when she had sex with him. 

The next day he gave her some sapphire earrings. Luke realized that the jewelry bought him sex only for that day and if he didn't keep giving her jewelry she wouldn't just grimace when he tried to enter her, she would tease him and then refuse to get him off. Now it was his turn to grimace, every time he had to buy his wife some jewelry to try and get her to enjoy fucking him.

****

"Good morning, Nellie," Luke said. Nellie was the curvaceous black slave that he'd gotten from Georgia's father as a wedding present. Luke had been fantasizing about fucking her for a while but kept thinking that things would get better with Georgia so he refrained. It was early morning and Nellie was up preparing his wife's toilet. She was boiling water over the stove for his wife's bath.

"Morning master, sir," she said with a curtsy. He smiled at her and she just nodded back and then headed out the back door to get more water from the pump. When she came back he had unwrapped some bread from the night before and was spreading it thick with peanut butter.

"You want a slice?" he asked. He'd prepared two slices. Nellie looked at him and then at the slice of bread and peanut butter. His wife was miserly and didn't give the slaves big enough rations. It had been three weeks since Nellie arrived and already he could tell that she'd lost weight and she'd been thin before. 

"Take it," he said. "Before Georgia gets up." She took it cautiously, as if fearing it was some trick and then ate it quickly. He smiled at her and sliced another thick hunk of bread and spread more peanut butter on it. "Do you like peanut butter?" he asked.

"Yes, master," Nellie said. He held out the slice of bread to her. This slice she didn't eat as quickly.

"Now, you're going to smell like peanut butter when you go up and wait on my wife," he said. He glanced around and wondered what he could give Nellie to cover up the smell. The only thing he could think of was alcohol and that would upset his wife even more. 

"Just tell her I dropped a jar of it and you had to clean it up," he said. "She won't mind." Nellie nodded and saw that the water was boiling and then struggled to lift up the large pot of water and Luke found himself wanting to help her. Bill, another slave, came in and saw her and laughed.

"Where do you think you're going with that big pot?" he asked as he took it from her. "You got some ideas. You can barely carry a log... and you want to carry a pot full of hot water." Bill looked Nellie up and down flirtatiously and Nellie lowered her eyes and smiled at him and Bill noticed Luke standing there.

"Oh, 'scuse me, morning master," he said humbly. They quickly hurried out of the kitchen. Luke's jealousy flared.

"That Nellie looks like she's putting on weight. I think she's stealing food," Georgia said. Luke and Georgia were sitting at dinner. He was reading. It had been six months of married life. Luke had decided to stop buying his wife jewelry about a month into the marriage, and he'd stopped getting laid about a month into it as well. 

He glanced up at Nellie. He gave her food all the time. He even left her food in her cabin that he she shared with the other slaves rather than ate all herself like he wanted. He remembered just the other week he'd bought her a cake from the bakery and he'd seen Bill eating a piece. 

He bought Nellie food in part to get her to like him and also because she looked better with a little weight on her. He liked watching the sway of her hips and her nice round ass under her thin clothes. He wanted to feed her more but he'd been worried about Georgia noticing.

"I gave them all a cake not long ago," Luke said. "For Bill's birthday."

"How do you even know when Bill's birthday is?" Georgia snapped. "What kind of coddling are you doing? No wonder they're getting so lazy."

"He and my father share a birth date. I've known Bill since I was born."

"Stop giving them cake," Georgia replied. Luke lowered his book and stared at her across the table.

"I'll give them whatever I want, Georgia. They're my slaves, this is my house."

"But I'm the lady of the house. I tell the slaves what to do," she said. She changed her tone though. Luke leaned back in his chair and did nothing to mask his irritation.

"You certainly don't take your other duties as lady of the house very seriously," he replied. Nellie came back in the room with dessert and placed it down on the table. Luke looked her up and down and hoped that Georgia noticed. 

"Nellie," Georgia said. "Have you been stealing food? Be honest now." Nellie looked at Georgia and then glanced at Luke and looked back at Georgia.

"No, ma'am. Master Luke gave us that cake." Georgia nodded.

"Eating one cake wouldn't have made you like this. You're getting it from somewhere. Honestly, Nellie, I thought you were brought up better than this. Wendy would be very disappointed. I'm cutting your rations in half."

"Yes, ma'am," Nellie said. She turned and headed out of the room and after watching her go, Luke slammed his book down on the table.

"You're not cutting anyone's rations," he snapped at her. 

"I am the one responsible for running the household, Luke," Georgia said as if she were talking to a child. "Nellie is obviously stealing food. I intend to put a stop to it. If she wants to steal, fine, she gets less." Luke glared at her and then wordlessly opened his book.

****

"And then you step like this," Bill said. He moved his left foot out across the right and then turned a quarter turn so his feet straightened out again. "And that's the dance," he said. 

Nellie did the same step and then laughed. She put all of the steps to the walk together and was soon doing the Cake Walk like Bill had shown her. It was Sunday afternoon and after working in the house all morning they got the rest of the afternoon off. 

Nellie kissed Bill impulsively and he squeezed her back. She'd kissed Bill before but they'd never gone any further. She liked him a lot and he took the liberty, that afternoon, of squeezing her close to him when Luke was passing by. Nellie kissed his neck after he had squeezed her tight.

"Well, well, well, what's going on here?" Luke asked, barely able to conceal his rage. Nellie and Bill both turned and looked at him, the smiles disappearing from their faces.

"Good day, master," they both mumbled in unison. Bill bowed and Nellie curtseyed and Luke repeated his question.

"He was showing me the Cake Walk, master," Nellie replied.

"And you just kiss each other out of wedlock on Sundays?" he asked. He shook his head. "Come into the house Nellie. Bill, you cool off out here. You are like little horny children." Nellie looked at Bill sadly and then followed her master into the house. They sat downstairs in the kitchen.

"Should I clean up, sir?" Nellie asked.

"No," Luke replied. "I don't want you to work. It is your time off. I just don't like it that I saw you kissing Bill."

"Sorry, sir," Nellie said. "I won't kiss him on the Lord's day anymore... until we get married."

"Married!" Luke sputtered. "Who said you could marry that ni**er!" Nellie stepped back from him in alarm at the vehemence of his outburst. He tried to calm himself. 

"You only just got here six months ago. Surely, you aren't really thinking about marrying him."

"I wouldn't think about marrying without your permission, sir," Nellie replied.

"Have you had sex with him?"

"Sir?" Nellie asked. She ducked her head and stared at her feet.

"Answer me," he nearly barked. "Have you fucked him?"

"No, no, sir," Nellie said. She was clearly getting upset and started to back away from him even more.

"Where are you going? Are you running away from me, now? I order you to stay here or I'll whip you," Luke said. He was frantic. 

"I wasn't running away, sir," she said. "Please sir, please don't be mad at Bill." She raised her eyes and met his but only briefly. Her brown eyes looked sad. "I kissed him. He wouldn't have done it if I hadn't wanted to, sir." He nearly screamed at her and squinted his eyes tight.

"Get out of my sight," he said tersely. She instantly scrambled away.

****

Luke went to bed that evening frustrated and found himself unable to think of anything but Nellie. He lay down in bed and mumbled good night to his wife who blew out the candle and rolled away from him. Luke closed his eyes and saw Nellie kissing Bill's neck again. 

He opened his eyes angrily and felt his dick stirring between his legs. He always got aroused when he thought about Nellie even if he thought about her kissing another man. He pushed the image of her and Bill out of his mind and began to think about Nellie in the manner he usually thought about her, bent over with her glistening pussy lips peeking out between her thighs. 

He imagined her playing with herself, and licking her own dark brown nipples. His prick twitched and he reached down and began to jerk himself off as he thought about how Nellie's puckered little asshole must look.

"What are you doing?" Georgia asked as she sat up in bed. "Are you masturbating?"

"Yes," Luke replied. He'd masturbated before during his months of enforced celibacy but he usually slinked off to his study to do it. Now, he didn't care if Georgia saw him. He knew it would make her mad and he kind of wanted to make her mad.

"Do you have to do that here?" Georgia asked. "It's indecent." He grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his pulsating shaft in the dark and then squeezed his hand around hers forcing her to jack him off.

"Is it less indecent if you do it?" he asked. 

"Stop it," Georgia said. He guided her hand up and down his shaft and closed his eyes, flipping through pornographic images of Nellie, her face covered in his cum, his dick disappearing into her bum hole. He grunted and his load shot from him landing on his stomach and Georgia's hand. 

"Luke let me go," Georgia protested.

He guided her hand up and down to pump his cock a few more times and another shot of cum burst forth and then two more loads bubbled out of his penis and then dripped down his shaft and Georgia's hand.

"This is so disgusting," Georgia said as she yanked her hand away. "You should be ashamed." Luke grabbed her hand and used it to wipe off the rest of the cum that had landed on him. 

"Stop!" She struggled to get her hand out of his grasp but he held her tight. "I don't want that on me."

"Well wash it off then," Luke replied as he finally let her go and then rolled over and went to sleep.

****

A few days later, Luke had his arm across Bill's shoulders and they were both drinking a whiskey. It was late and Bill seemed tired but happy about being singled out in such a favorable way by his master. They'd talked about lots of things, Luke's father, who had died a few years ago and Luke's brothers and sisters who Bill had known for practically their whole lives. 

"So, you and Nellie... do you want to marry her?" Luke asked.

"Umm," Bill looked at his master and then began to laugh a little. "She's a pretty girl, master," he said.

"Are you in love with her?" Luke asked impatiently.

"Well, she's very nice, master, very nice. She is a good Christian too." Bill replied.

"So, you want to marry her?"

"Well, I like her," Bill said. "You think we ought to get married, master?" Luke took a long draught from his glass of whiskey and then poured some more from the bottle between them.

"I don't," Luke replied tersely.

"Me neither, master," Bill replied with some relief. Luke looked up curiously.

"Why not?"

"Oh, well," Bill paused and sipped a little from his whiskey. Bill was already 29. He had learned a few things in his years of slavery. He had learned that it was never a good idea to get drunk around your master and start running off at the mouth.

"Well, maybe we should, at that," Bill said, wondering if Master Luke was trying to trick him. He had thought that maybe Master Luke liked Nellie, but then, it didn't make sense why Master Luke wouldn't have just taken her to his bed already. Luke's father certainly never made it a secret which slaves he liked, but Luke had always been a bit of an abolitionist at heart.

"Do you, or don't you?" Luke replied. "Answer me straight, Bill."

"Well, I don't mind the idea of marrying her, but I wouldn't have come to it on my own," Bill said. "Probably."

"And why not?" Luke replied. "You were just kissing her the other day."

"Yes, I like her, but I keep thinking about another girl I like a little better," Bill said.

"Who?" Luke asked incredulously. He hadn't seen Bill take an interest in any slave of his except Maybell, who he'd given to his brother as a wedding present half a year ago.

"Remember Maybell?" Bill replied.


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"Yes," Luke replied. "But she was given away."

"Yeah, but I still like her better than any other girl I've met." Bill glanced over at his master. "But I'm not sorry that you sold her. It was the right thing to do." He lied.

"Well, maybe I can you two back together," Luke said. When he'd seen that he and Bill were competing for Nellie, Luke had decided he would just sell Bill, but then realized that he liked Bill too much to sell him down the river, especially when there might be another solution at hand. He invited his brother down for a visit and told him to bring Maybell.

Maybell returned and she and Bill picked up right where they'd left off. Luke watched happily as Nellie was forgotten and looked dejectedly at them when she'd catch them in the kitchen talking. 

He even saw her crying one morning over the boiling pot of water for his wife's bath. He took out the bread and cut a piece and then spread it with peanut butter as he had so many months before. He offered it to Nellie and asked her what was wrong.

"Nothing sir," she said. She took the piece of bread but only nibbled at it and brushed at her tears.

"Come on, eat the bread," he said. She did as she was told and he stroked her hair. "What's wrong, Nellie?" he asked.

"Well, Bill likes Maybell..." she sniffled and kept chewing on the bread and forced herself to swallow it. "I think he really likes her. He doesn't really talk to me anymore, sir."

"Oh, Nellie, I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, sir," she said.

A few weeks into Maybell's stay, Bill was going on and on about how it was too bad Maybell was just there for a visit and he would like to have her around all the time. Luke talked to his brother who agreed to trade Bill for Wilbur, an older slave who could manage the house slaves as well as Bill. Luke knew his brother liked Bill too and would take care of him. As soon as he told Bill, Bill asked if he could marry Maybell.

Luke agreed and said that he would be glad to have them get married before they left. He then decreed that all of the slaves should attend. He watched the jumping of the broom and kept his eyes on Nellie's crestfallen face. As soon as she could, she got away from everyone.

That night, Bill and Maybell had noisy sex and while Luke was sitting out on the porch swing and he could hear it very faintly. It sounded like grunting and moaning and as he approached the dilapidated slave cabins he could hear "Oh, Bill, oh, you're so big! Ungh, you're splitting me in half!" He was glad that it was so loud. That meant that Nellie could hear it.

A week later the whole group of them departed. Bill so transported with happiness, that he didn't even say anything to Nellie when he left. She stood forlornly under a tree and waved good-bye to them.

****

Georgia was complaining about the Bill and Wilbur trade again. She didn't understand why Luke would trade Bill for Wilbur who was much older, nearly fifty. It was night time and Luke had been thinking about Nellie all day and the smooth curve of her ass and the fullness of her breasts. 

He'd saved his dessert and given it to her that night and made her sit on his lap while she ate it. He'd refrained from rubbing her breasts but he desperately wanted her to want him. His cock had gotten hard from his ensuing fantasies about her and it had been nine months since he'd gotten laid. He glanced at his wife.

"They're my slaves," he said as he moved nearer to her. "I'll do what I fucking want. You're my wife. You'll keep your fucking mouth shut." 

He grabbed her and pinned her down and yanked up her night dress. She wasn't wearing any panties. He spread her legs wide enough so he could make his way in between them and then unbuttoned his britches and spit in his fingers and rubbed it on her pussy. 

He then pulled out his cock and shoved himself inside of her. He knew it hurt by the way she grunted. He fucked her vigorously and shot his load before pulling out of her and collapsing back on the bed. Georgia rolled away from him. 

"You're going to start fucking me regularly," Luke said. "As often as I want until you get pregnant. If you want to be a good wife, you'd better give me some babies," he said. Luke took the ensuing silence as her consent.

****

"Come here, Nellie," Luke said as he patted his thighs. 

Nellie walked over towards him cautiously and then sat down gingerly on his lap. She rested most of her weight against her feet, which were resting on the floor. She felt one of his arms go around her and pull her flush against his body. 

"Like this, you'll be more comfortable," he said in her ear.

"Yes, sir," she replied. He held the one arm loosely around her and with the other hand began rubbing her thigh.

"What do you think of this pie?" he asked. "Peach pie, it looks good, right?"

"Yes, sir," she said.

"Do you like peaches?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," she replied. He moved his hand further up her thigh.

"I bet you taste like a peach," he hissed in her ear. Nellie squirmed and he slid his hand back down her thigh a little. "Do you want some of my pie, Nellie?" he asked.

"Oh, no sir," Nellie began.

"Mmm, are you sure? I want to give you some. But I won't if you don't want it."

"Oh," Nellie replied. "I would like some," she said. "But only what you don't want, master." Luke nodded and reached around Nellie and took his fork and scooped up some of the pie and then told Nellie to open up. 

She did and he placed the forkful of pie in her mouth and watched her close her pretty full lips around the fork and he pulled it out clean again from her mouth.

"Did you like that?" he breathed in her ear. His hard dick was pressing against her soft bottom and he was ready to explode.

"Yes, sir," Nellie replied.

"Do you want some more, Nellie?" he asked.

"Only if you don't want it, sir," she replied. He took another forkful and fed it to her and found himself running his hand over her breasts. He'd known that eventually he would lose this game he played with Nellie. He wanted to turn her on but ended up always just arousing himself. 

He wiped some of the pie innards up with his thumb and then rubbed his thumb across Nellie's lips. He told her to turn to him and she did, the sweet peach pie still sticky on her lips and he kissed her, licking the pie off of her mouth.

"Mmmm," he moaned against her. "I was right, you taste like peaches."

"Oh," she replied. She seemed to be at a loss and he told her to get up. "Yes, sir," she said as she stood up and he took her hand and led her up to the guest room. 

He'd considered taking her out to the slave cabins for her fucking but he wanted to be in comfort. Besides, the guest room was up on the third floor, an entire floor away from his wife. He felt that he would have enough privacy with Nellie there. 

They got in the guest bedroom and he kept telling himself to be nice to Nellie and to be gentle with her. He didn't want her to feel as if being with him were a punishment. But he knew that if Nellie put up a lot of resistance he would hold her down and do what he wanted. 

"Come here, let me kiss you," he said. She sat down next to Luke on the bed and he kissed her and pressed her up against him ardently. He thrust his tongue in her mouth and her lips remained slack and her tongue laid there limply under his. 

"Fuck," he thought as he pulled away. He didn't want to have to fight all the time with Nellie like he did with his wife.

"Aren't you going to kiss me back, Nellie?" he asked. For a moment he thought she'd tell him that she was mad at him for making Bill fall out of love with her. His desire decreased and his heart beat a little faster.

"Yes, master," she said meekly. He leaned in and kissed her again and her lips and tongue sprang to life. Her tongue moved eagerly around his mouth and her lips pressed up against his tenderly. He was so hot for her he felt his cock begin to ache in his pants. 

"Oh," she moaned against his lips. He grabbed her and squeezed her tight to him.

"Mmm, yes, that's it," he said as she kissed him and he rubbed his hand up and down her back and then cupped her butt in his hands. He pulled away. "Do you like kissing me, Nellie?" he asked. Nellie nodded. "What? I can't hear you," he replied.

"Yes, sir," she said.

"Mmm, good," he said. He kissed her again and she responded and moaned against his lips again and then gasped softly while his hands slid up her thighs. "Oh, I'm going to explode," he said. He pulled away from her and then told her to stand up. 

"Take off your clothes." Nellie stood there for a minute. She seemed to have a sudden attack of shyness and Luke felt himself grow a little irritated. "I'm your master, do what I say, Nellie," he said sharply. She jumped at his tone.

"I'm sorry master," She said. She quickly took off her dress. She didn't have anything on underneath except her panties. She took off her shoes and then started to come back to bed.

"Get you panties off too, Nellie," he said. . "I want you naked."

"Oh, Master," she said. He was furious that she would dare protest him. He was burning for her and she was his slave. She had to put out the fire that she'd ignited.

"Do it or I'll whip you," he said. He was angry that he had to threaten her. He wished that she would happily rip off her underwear and then take him inside of her.

"Yes, master," She said softly. She went back over to her dress and started to pick it up.

"No, leave that off," he said angrily. He started to get out of the bed and come over to her and she could tell that she was angering him.

"Oh, master, please don't hurt me," she said when she saw him getting up. "Please, I will take it off. I'm just... I need to clean myself. I'm dirty." She looked ashamed and her face contorted like she was going to cry and he considered if he wanted to take the time to get her a wash cloth and basin.

"How dirty?" he asked. He gestured for her to come near him.

"Please, no, I'm very dirty," she said. He grabbed her and she protested some more. "Please, master let me clean myself," she whispered and she kept her hands in front of her vagina. 

He pushed her hands away and slid his finger up in her underwear and felt her juices. They had even creamed her thigh and coursed over his finger. 

"Oh, please, master," she said. She was crying now in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't dirty before, I don't know what happened." 

She wiped at her eyes and tried to cover her vagina with her hands again. She squirmed and he told her to take off her underwear. She did so but made one more feeble attempt to allow her to clean herself. "I know I can clean it off, sir... I'd be very quick." she said.

"No," he said. He pulled her up on the bed on top of him. "No, you don't clean this off. This is nice. I like this," he said. 

She squirmed uncomfortably and he pressed her back onto the bed and kicked off his shoes and then leaned over her and began to kiss her, pressing her into the cover and pillows. The kisses were deep and sloppy. He ran his hands over her breasts and her nipples became taut and she let out small moans of pleasure.

"Oh, master," she whispered against his lips and he leaned down and licked her breasts. She squirmed and he slid one of his hands up her thigh and tried to put his finger in her soaking wet cunt again but she kept her legs firmly shut. He bit one of her nipples to reprimand her and she gasped and opened her legs for him. 

She was even wetter than before, with the juices running down her ass crack. He rewarded her by sucking her nipple to a point again and then pulling away and kissing her and running his hands over her wet, taut nipples.

"Don't deny me anything, Nellie," he said. "I'll get cross. Just do what I want."

"Yes, master," Nellie whispered. They kissed as she sank down onto the bed so she was completely supine. Her hands ran idly over his shirt and he pulled away and began kissing down her chest and her stomach. "I wish.." Nellie began.

"Don't say something that will make me angry with you, Nellie," Luke replied as he kissed her stomach. Nellie didn't say anything. He sighed heavily and then looked up at her. "What do you wish, Nellie?" he asked.

"It was stupid, master," she said. "Nothing." She balled the bed spread up in her hands and he went back to kissing her stomach and her muscles tightened and she sighed heavily. He wondered if she was going to say that she wished he would stop or that she wished he were Bill. He glanced at her.

"What is it that you wish, Nellie," he said. "Tell me the truth." He looked at her melting pot pussy and hoped that he didn't have a change of heart about being resolved to force her if she started to object. He wanted to get his cock in her so badly. 

"Oh, master, please- I'm sorry, it was stupid," she said again.

"Christ, Nellie, just tell me or I'll really get mad," he said. She looked at him wide eyed and he tried to lighten up. "What do you wish, Nellie?" he asked. "Tell me and I promise I won't hurt you."

"I just wished that you would take off your shirt," Nellie said. She sank down lower in the bed, cowering from him. "I'm not... I've never done anything like this before. I was just being stupid and I shouldn't have said that. Don't be cross," she said. "Please." 

He smiled and unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off quickly. A wave of relief visibly washed over her. 

"I'll take off clothes for you, happily," he said. "Now, where was I?" he asked. He leaned down and began kissing her stomach and then her thighs and then spread the lips of her vagina apart and ran his tongue along her slit. 

She started to squirm away from him and he put his arm around her hips and held her down forcibly as he licked at her clitoris. Her juices ran over his tongue and smeared his face. She tasted wonderful. 

It had been so long since his tongue has been in any slit other than his wife's dried up little one. His cock was straining against his britches, jealous of his tongue. He knew that she hadn't come yet, but he couldn't wait any longer for her. 

"I need to fuck you," he said. He wiped his mouth off and she seemed sort of dazed as he undid his britches and slid himself into her. 

She gasped. He'd thrust in her without thinking and broken her maidenhead. 

He cursed under his breath. He should have spread her open some and gotten her ready. She'd been so slick he hadn't noticed any resistance but he was sure she was in some pain.

Luke waited a moment before he began fucking her. He leaned forward and kissed her and lifted her legs up so her ankles were at his shoulders and then leaned forward again and pressed her knees up against her chest.

"I didn't mean to hurt you," he said as he kissed her. "I should have been more careful about your maidenhead." She shook her head no.

"It's okay, master," she said. She tried to smile but he could tell it still hurt. He began moving in and out of her and she turned her head away from him to hide her grimace. 

He knew, with how wet she was and how responsive she was, that it wouldn't take long for her to start enjoying his fucking but he worried about it. He really wanted her to enjoy it and want him again but he'd rushed it and he felt as if he'd fucked it up completely.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. He was getting beyond caring if she was enjoying herself. He began to greedily think that she was his slave and she would put out whenever he wanted. 

"Oh fuck," he moaned again. She turned her head and looked up at him and then bit her lower lip as he moved in and out of her.

"Ohhhh" she moaned as the warmth spread over her body and he felt her pussy spasm around his dick. He began to pick up speed and held her legs up against his shoulders so he could penetrate her more deeply and fucked her hard, his large balls swinging against her bottom as he thrust himself deep inside of her with each stroke. 

She grunted with pleasure, her body becoming coated in a light sheen of sweat. Her body tensed and he felt her pussy spasm around him tightly causing him to come hard deep inside of her. He felt as if he were coming for weeks.

"Oh, Nellie," he said as he kissed her cheek and then forehead. "Mmm, that was nice." He glanced at her as he withdrew his withering penis and collapsed beside her on the bed. "You liked that?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," she said. He redid his pants and then got up out of bed. "Do you need something, master?" she asked.

"Mmm, yeah, I need to clean up. I'm getting some water," he said. He had his hand on the doorknob.

"Oh, I will fetch it, master," she said. She got up and pulled on her panties and then her dress. When she reached the door he grabbed her arm and pulled her up against him and kissed her deeply. She responded like she had before with an eager excitement.

"You come back here right away," he said. "I want you to clean me off." She nodded and hurried off downstairs, careful not to wake Georgia. 

Luke laid back down on the bed and listened to hear if Georgia awoke. She would wonder where he was and why he hadn't come to bed. Maybe she would be glad that he hadn't come to bed since she loathed him so much. 

He felt exhausted. He'd come so hard with Nellie. He didn't think he'd ever come so hard before in his life. It thrilled him that she was a virgin. He wanted to be the only man she ever slept with. 

The door opened and he watched Nellie creep in with the bowl and pitcher and a towel. She placed it down on the night stand near the bed and he pulled her up on the bed next to him and kissed her neck and cheek. 

"You took a while," he admonished.

"I'm very sorry master," she said softly. He said "never mind" and told her to undo his britches. She got the cloth wet and then knelt in front of him and wiped off his dick and washed the area around his penis too and then he pulled her up off of her knees and kissed her deeply.

"Should I clean myself off now?" she asked.

"No, I want you to keep my cum on you till tomorrow," he said. "Just come to bed." She crawled into bed with him and then they lay there. She didn't touch him. He sighed as he told her to put her arms around him. She snuggled against him and he dozed off into a very restful sleep.

****

"Oh, I am going to beat you soundly you lazy little bitch!" Georgia screamed at Nellie. Nellie was tired and in tears in a moment. 

Georgia had found the plate of half eaten peach pie and flies were swarming all around it. Nellie had been charged with cleaning up the kitchen after her husband last night and Nellie had forgotten about the plate.

"I'm so sorry ma'am. It won't happen again," Nellie exclaimed.

"You bet it won't. I'm going to beat you soundly! You'll remember next time!" Nellie was told to go pick out a switch and when she came back into the house Georgia made her take off her dress and hit her with the switch on her bare back fifteen times. 

Nellie cried terribly and cleaned up the peach pie mess. She was glad only about one thing, and that was that Luke was at work and couldn't see her getting in trouble with Georgia. 

She hoped that he wouldn't have been mad at her as well about the peach pie mess but she thought it was better that he wasn't there so she wouldn't have to risk his wrath as well. Nellie worked as hard as she could but found herself so tired she nearly swooned in the hot kitchen. 

She got a break for lunch and went back to the slave cabin and slept. Her underwear was crusty with Luke's dried semen and she hadn't gotten a chance to clean herself off before she'd had to start work. She'd nearly overslept. 

Nellie awoke from her nap when Cookie's baby woke up and started crying. She picked the baby up and took it into the kitchen where there was a play area set aside for the baby. 

Cookie asked her what was wrong, she looked sick. Nellie just shook her head and then went back to work. Luke came home early in the afternoon and sent for Nellie to come to him in his study.




Georgia, Luke and Nellie Ch. 01



He had been thinking about her all day. He'd been irritated when he'd woken up in the morning and she was already gone. He recognized that she had to get up early and was only doing work that as his slave he was forcing her to do, but it still irritated him. 

She walked into his study and closed the door behind her.

"You look tired," he said with a smirk when he saw her. She shook her head.

"I'm very well, master," She replied.

"Come here," he said. She walked around the desk and over towards him. He lifted up her skirt and pulled off her crusty underwear before he put her on the desk and began to kiss her and pulled off his shirt. 

She put her arms around him and they kissed for a while and he pulled her off of the desk and yanked her dress off over her head. 

"Mmm, Nellie, turn around," he said. She turned around and he saw the welts on her back from her beating. "What happened?" he asked. 

He undid his britches and rubbed his finger along the slit of her pussy. She was wet already. He wondered if she'd spent very much time between their session last night and right now not wet. He stroked her ass and slid one finger inside of her pussy. 

Despite his hard fucking, she felt as tight today as she had been yesterday.

"Oh," she said when he slid his thick finger inside of her. He rubbed his hand gently along the welts and asked again what happened as he slipped another finger inside. 

"The peach pie," she said. "Oh, master," she whispered as he slid a third finger in her pussy and then pulled them all out. His prick was twitching it was so ready to be released. He took off his pants and then bent her down over the desk and slid himself into her from the back.

"Oh, fuck yes, Nellie," he said as he fucked her. "That's a nice pussy," he said. "Oh, such a fucking nice pussy," he groaned. She held herself up on her elbows against his desk as he fucked her. He moved his hand from her shoulder to around her waist and his playing with her clitoris began to get her kind of hot despite her exhaustion. 

She felt a warmth radiating out from her clitoris through her stomach and the rest of her body. She hummed in pleasure and he sped up his rhythm fucking her. 

"Yeah, Nellie. Push back against me," he said. He pulled her a little harder and she pushed herself up against him and he grunted. "Oh, fuck, yeah, that's a good girl," he said. "Oh, I'm going to blow my load in your pussy. You want that? You want me to come in your pussy like last night?" he asked. She felt the heat building from her middle and found herself pounding against him even faster. "Answer me, Nellie," he said sternly.

"Oh, yes, master," she moaned. "Please come in my pussy, please, oh please," she moaned. The heat bubbled over and she felt her pussy spasm around his cock, causing him to thrust deep inside of her and come while crying out with pleasure. 

He pulled back and thrust himself in her one more time, making sure to unload all of his spunk deep inside of her. She tried to close her legs to get the painful pleasure of the orgasm to stop but he drew his hand back and brought it down hard against her bottom.

"Keep your legs open, Nellie. Don't deny me any pleasure," he said. He kept teasing her clit and her spasms kept clutching his dick, which started to shrink in her pussy. 

The orgasm finally subsided and he pulled out and stopped touching her clitoris. 

"Mmm, come here," he said. She sat down on his lap and then he made her stand up again and placed her dress between them so when the cum spilled out of her pussy it wouldn't get on him. "So, the peach pie did this to you back?" he asked with a smirk as he ran his hand along it again.

"Oh, no, master. I forgot to clean up the peach pie last night," Nellie said. "Miss Georgia reprimanded me. I really just forgot, master. I didn't do it on purpose." Luke rubbed her thighs and then kissed her ear.

"Georgia did this to you?" Nellie nodded. "Mmm, I'll talk to her about it," he said as he licked her ear lobe. "I don't want anyone punishing you except me."

"Yes, master," Nellie replied.

"Oh, you are such a good fuck," he said softly. "I wish I could have you again tonight but I have to fuck my wife. Maybe some other night," he said. Nellie nodded and then he told her to get dressed and get back to work. He kissed her tenderly a couple of times before ushering her out the door. He noticed that there were white stains on her crumpled dress. That made him smile.



Georgia, Luke and Nellie Ch. 02



Luke swaggered into the bedroom just as Georgia was about to put out the candle. It was late. He smiled at her as he began languidly undressing.

"Looks like Nellie didn't clean up after me last night," Luke said as he took off his shirt. He kicked off his shoes and then stopped undressing.

"Yes, that peach pie. I reprimanded her," Georgia replied.

"Yeah, about that," Luke replied. He pulled her up out of bed and she stumbled down from the high bed to the floor and felt him pulling her again so she was across his lap, her bottom in the air. He pulled up her night gown and hit her hard several times. 

Georgia yelped in humiliation and pain. Her butt started to turn red. 

"You don't punish, Nellie," he said as he slapped her bottom over and over again. "I do." 

He hit her a few more times and she began pleading with him to let her up. Her ass felt like it was on fire. He finally stopped and let her up. She rubbed her sore butt and started to try and get around him to get back into bed. 

"No, no," he said. "You aren't done yet." He looked her up and down. "Take off your nightgown," he said. 

She protested. 

"Do it now, Georgia or you're going back over my knee." Georgia considered but only for an instant when she saw his eyes flash angrily at her. She took off her night gown and he grabbed it from her. 

"Now, do you understand me?" he asked. "You do not punish Nellie, ever. If you do, I will punish you." Georgia nodded and he said that she needed to speak louder.

"Yes, I understand," she said. He smiled and then told her to get down on her knees.

"Nothing pleases you, so I'm going to stop trying. Now, your job in bed will be getting me off," he said. "Undo my pants." She reached up and unbuckled his pants and pulled them down enough so she could see his dick. 

It was at half mast and still enormous. When fully erect it was long and thick with its mushroom shaped head poking at her. Georgia shrank from it. 

"Get me erect," he said. Georgia raised her eyes to his.

"How?" she asked. "What am I supposed to do?" She didn't want to be on her knees in front of him and she certainly didn't want to make his little monster erect.

"Lick it," he said. He leaned back on his elbows on the bed and then raised his eyebrows expectantly. "Look at me while you lick it. If you don't get me hard then I'll have to spank you again. That's the only thing that I've done with you that really gets me at all aroused." 

She didn't say anything she just looked at his cock again and stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of it. "Look at me," he said. She raised her eyes to look up and him but didn't see how she could look at him and lick his dick. She looked down and licked at his dick again in a short stroke. "Put your mouth around the tip," he said. 

"This is ridiculous. You pee out of there!" she exclaimed. "I'm not going to put that in my mouth."

"Okay," he said. He grabbed her and drew her over his knee. He brought his hand down on her hard and spanked her again and again. She tried to squirm away from him but he held her down and hit her so hard his hand stung.

"Ow, ow, ow.... please stop please! I'll do it! I'll do it!" she cried out. Tears sprang to her eyes and he gave her one last hit for extra measure. 

When she got off of his lap she realized that his penis was slightly more erect. He still wasn't fully erect though. She rubbed her butt again. It was sizzling hot and she whimpered slightly. 

"That really hurt," she said.

"If you keep fucking around I'll hit you with my belt," he said coolly. Georgia wiped at her tears to demonstratively show him the effect that his cruelty was having on her but he didn't seem to care. 

"Suck my cock now or hold on to the footboard and bend over," he said. She got down on her knees in front of his enormous prick again and put her mouth around the tip and swirled her tongue around it. 

"Good, now slide your mouth down and keep moving your tongue against it." She did as she was told and slid her mouth about half way down his shaft until she felt it get close to the back of her throat and she began to gag. 

"Turn your lips in," he said. "Press them against my cock," he said. She pressed her lips against him and he told her to move her head up and down. She started moving back and forth and then moved faster at his behest. He moved her hand up and she jacked him off while she sucked on his cock. 

"Oh, suck harder," he said. "Fuck, that's good," he said. Her cheeks sucked in as she bobbed her head up and down. 

Georgia was getting bored. She kept doing as he instructed, her drool getting on the hand that was jacking him off, she tasted his pre-cum. He told her to take him in deeper and she ignored him. He was already at the back of her throat. 

He pressed her head down to his cock and then stood up from the bed and held her head in place. He began moving himself in and out of her sliding his thick shaft as far down her throat as it would go and then pulling it back out and fucking her roughly. 

She felt as if she were going to puke and pulled away from him to cough and sputter. He slapped her face on each cheek and then told her to open and he thrust his penis back in. He began grunting as he fucked her face and finally thrust his cock in deep and held it there as he shot his load down her throat.

"Oh, fuck," he said. She thought he was peeing down her throat. She wanted to vomit. "Fuck, that's the best sex we've had yet," he said as he sat back down on the bed. 

She coughed and ran over to the basin and spit out globs of white goo that she was able to cough up from her throat.

"That was disgusting!" she exclaimed. "Never ever do that to me again!"

"I'll do what I fucking want," he said. "Or I'll send you back to your father's," Luke said. He pulled up his pants and told her good night and walked out of the bedroom.

****

Luke walked up to the guest bedroom, reveling in his new power. He was excited about seeing Nellie again without having the urgent need to get off. He could take time to eat her pussy and make her come. 

He imagined getting aroused again himself and taking her for the second time in one day. When Luke got up to the guest bedroom he was irritated to find it empty. He stood there for a moment looking at the fresh made bed. 

She hadn't come up at all. He stormed out of the room and back downstairs past Georgia's room where he heard what sounded like muffled sobs. 

Luke hurried out to the slave cabins. Everything was dark. He was angry but realized that he didn't feel like waking up all of his slaves just to find Nellie. 

Suddenly, there was a sharp cry in the darkness and Luke smiled. Cookie's baby had woken up and was causing a stir. 

He knew that Nellie and Cookie shared a cabin. He walked in and Nellie was standing up by the crib holding the baby. Luke stopped for a moment a little struck by the maternal picture.

"Oh, master!" She said softly. "Did Oliver wake you up?"

"No," he said. "Why isn't Cookie with him?"

"We're taking turns, sir" she said. "I think he just had a nightmare." He told Nellie to put the now sleeping Oliver down and grabbed her hand and led her out of the cabin.

"Why aren't you upstairs in the guest room?" he asked. 

"I didn't know... I thought you and your wife..." she shrugged and he grabbed her hand again and dragged her to the house.

"You should always stay in the guest room just in case I want you," Luke snapped at her. "I don't want to come out and fetch you from these cabins in the middle of the night."

"I'm so sorry, master," she said as she struggled to keep up behind him. "I didn't understand."

"Obviously, you didn't," he said. He stopped and turned to her and then drew her up against him. 

They'd made it to the porch and she was just in her thin night shirt. He placed the lantern down and rubbed up her legs and cupped her butt in his hands.

"I'm sorry, master," she whispered again as he fondled her. He kissed her neck and then her cheeks and she had her arms pressed up between them as he slid his hands up her night dress.

"It's all right," he said at last. "You didn't know." He kissed her tenderly on the lips and then drew her arms around him. 

He still wasn't wearing a shirt and she looked at him but didn't touch him. He dragged her inside and up to the guest bedroom. 

When they got into the guest bedroom she stood there while he took off his britches and shoes and then gestured for her to come into the bed with him. 

"You should really undress me," he said as she settled into bed next to him.

"I'm sorry, master," she replied. "I will from now on." He wondered if she even knew how to undress a man. 

He kissed her deeply and stroked her breasts above her night shirt. He could feel her nipples become erect under his ministrations and he rubbed the rough fabric of her night shirt against her nipples and she gasped. 

He spread her legs apart and rubbed his fingers against her creamy slit and asked her if she'd gotten a chance to bathe. It excited him to think that there were two loads of cum up inside of her. He looked down but didn't see any more cum dripping out of her fuck hole. Instead, all he saw were her clear creamy juices. 

"Oh, yes, I bathed before bed," she said.

"Mmm, that's a good girl," he said. "Bathe before you see me, not after." He rubbed along her slit and he could tell from her gasp that he'd hit something that was sensitive. He stroked her nub gently and then put more pressure on it. 

"Do you like that?" he asked.

"Yes, master," she mumbled. She squirmed.

"Rub your breasts," he said. Her night shirt was up around her waist and she looked down at it. Luke could just make out her dark areoles through the thin fabric. She glanced at her breasts and then at him. He pinched her clitoris and she gave a surprised yelp. 

"Do it. Rub your tities," he said.

"Oh, okay, sir," she said. She rubbed her breasts over her night shirt and then he took his free hand and lifted her shirt up further exposing her firm, perky breasts. 

He looked at them and watched her tentatively move her hand over a nipple. He leaned over and kissed her stomach and told her that she could do better than that.

"Rub them, get your nipples nice and hard." She blushed and moved her whole hand across her breasts. He kissed his way down to her pussy and began to lick her clit. 

She trembled with pleasure and he licked at her greedily and vigorously, glancing up occasionally to make sure she was rubbing her breasts like he asked. He began to slide his fingers in and out of her dripping wet pussy while still licking at her clit and then heard her gasp and he stroked her clitoris as her body stiffened and then jerked and finally subsided into little spasms. He'd trained her well enough so she didn't close her legs and he kept stroking her through her orgasm.

"Did you like that?" he asked. He wiped his lips off on her inner thigh and she nodded as he brought his wet fingers up to her mouth. 

"Suck them clean," he said. She opened her mouth and began sucking on his fingers, tasting herself. He flicked one of her nipples with his tongue while he rubbed her breast with the other hand. 

"Do you like the way you taste?" he asked when she'd finished and he'd withdrawn his fingers.

"It doesn't taste like peaches," she said. He laughed and stroked his hard prick a few times before spreading her legs open and thrusting himself inside of her. 

He fucked her hard and for a while since he'd already come a little while before. He wished that he could stay in her tight little fuck hole forever but he felt his orgasm building and finally he exploded, releasing another load in her. 

He lay back on the bed and slapped her butt as she jumped out of bed to get them some water. She returned and cleaned off his prick tenderly.

"Mmm, next time, you can save the water and just clean me off with your mouth," he said. She agreed cautiously and snuggled up against him and fell asleep.

****

Georgia wanted her old husband back. The husband that had tried to arouse her by bringing her flowers and gifts. 

She thought about the first few weeks of their marriage when he'd spent so much time between her legs desperate to try and get her off and Georgia had yawned. 

Back then, she'd been bored. Now, she was violated. 

She could barely look at Luke, who had a self-satisfied grin on his face all during breakfast. He finally smiled at her and addressed her when he was done and about to leave for work,

"Smile Georgia," he said as he put on his jacket. "Tonight, I'm going to try out your backdoor." At first she didn't understand, but when she realized what he meant she gave out a cry of alarm and he winked at her and left. 

She had him a simpering child not months before. She'd wielded some sort of power over him and now that power was gone and she knew why. It was because of that slut Nellie.

Georgia wasn't stupid. She'd been confused at first when Luke invited his brother and specifically asked that he bring Maybell and then stunned when he made such a terrible trade with Bill and Wilbur but then the late night dessert feedings started and Georgia understood. 

Nellie had liked Bill and Luke hadn't liked that. Now she was whoring with her husband and Georgia decided to take a more direct approach than Luke had to handling her problem.

"You slutty little ni**er!" Georgia exclaimed when Nellie came and poured her bathwater in her tub. "You are in big trouble!" 

Nellie's eyes opened wide in horror and she tried to run from the room but Georgia grabbed her and, amazed by her own strength, dragged her back in the room. 

She had Nellie pinned underneath her and felt Nellie's breasts heaving against her own. The girl's medium sized and perky breasts, Georgia realized as she glanced at them through the thin dress, were quite tantalizing. 

She had to admit, her husband had taste. 

Nellie's light brown skin and full lips were also very pretty. Realizing what she was thinking, Georgia let Nellie up and told her to stand where she was. 

"I've been told, that I'm not to punish you anymore. That right is reserved exclusively for my husband," Georgia said. 

"I can't even tell what ni**er charms you have worked over him but I'll tell you Nellie, I know where you come from. I know where your sister is and where your mother is and one telegram from me and my father will beat the living shit out of them.... So you're going to do what I fucking tell you, do you understand?"

"Please," Nellie said. She began to cry. "Please don't hurt them, I'll do what you want... please!" Nellie collapsed down to her knees and clasped her hands in front of her.

"Okay, you have my word Nellie. I won't do it. But if you fuck up even a little... and I swear..."

"Oh, I won't," Nellie said.

"First, I want you to apologize to me for being such a slutty little slave and ruining my marriage." Nellie cried bitterly and Georgia slapped her face and found herself smiling. "Don't you dare tell my husband I did that."

"I won't ma'am," Nellie said. "I'm sorry for ruining your marriage, ma'am," she added.

"That's not all you're sorry for, is it?" Georgia asked. "Say it, say what else you're sorry for."

"I'm sorry for being a sluttly little slave," Nellie added. She stared at the ground and Georgia slapped her again. 

Tears rolled down Nellie's cheeks but she didn't make a sound. 

"Now, then, you are going to deny my husband your—body." Georgia said. "If he asks you, you tell him no. If he tells you that he's going to beat you, then you let him beat you. If he holds you down and forces you, then kick him. You are not to give yourself to him anymore... do you understand me?"

"Yes, ma'am," Nellie said.

"For a slut like you, I know he probably didn't have to coerce you with beatings to get you to put out, but he'll become forceful when you reject him. You've got to be strong Nellie. I'm going to order the telegram today and I will place it the moment I think that you're stepping out of line."

"Oh please, ma'am don't do that. I won't mess up! Please!" Nellie was nearly hysterical and Georgia slapped her again, this time causing her nose to bleed.

"Shut up, you are taking entirely too many liberties. Now go, get your whoring ass out of here. You reek of sex." Georgia settled into her bath and found her thoughts wandering back to Nellie's curvaceous mounds under her dress. 

She shook the thought away and after she bathed she called up Gloria, another slave, to do her toilet.

****

That evening, when her husband came home he went into his study and called Nellie to him. Georgia was going over the accounts in her study, which neighbored his and when she heard him tell Gloria to send Nellie to him she sat up straight and looked around. 

There was a closet that was in her office that had a false back that allowed her to hide in the closet in his office. She crept into the closet and shifted around as quietly as she could and then cracked the closet door just a little so she could look out. 

She was at the back of the room, behind his desk and behind him. She could only see his chair and the back of his head but she could see Nellie full in the face. She ducked a little so Nellie wouldn't see her.

"Come here," he said. Nellie walked over to him and he pulled her into his lap and started kissing her.

"Fucking little bitch," Georgia thought as she watched. "She remembered what I said for all of two seconds."

"Nellie, come on, what's wrong?" Luke asked. Georgia perked up. She could see that Nellie had pulled away and Luke was trying to kiss her again and she was turning her head away.

"Please, not right now sir," she said.

"Yes, now," Luke replied. "I've been thinking about you all day. Come on, Nellie, be a good girl. Don't make me cross." She shifted and kissed him again but then pulled away after a moment.

"Oh, please sir, please let's not today." Georgia could tell from how Nellie looked that Luke wasn't taking her suggestion kindly. 

"I think your wife knows," Nellie explained hastily before Luke could say anything. He rubbed her thigh and kissed her cheek.

"Of course she knows," he said. "It's all right." He leaned in to kiss her again and Nellie turned her head away. 

"What has she given you trouble?" he asked. He glanced at Nellie's face and noticed the faint bruise on her cheek. "What happened did she hit you again?"

"No, no!" Nellie cried. "No, she didn't hit me, master. I just don't want to ruin your marriage," she said.

"That's not for you to decide Nellie. That's for me to decide." He set her up on the desk and began kissing her ardently and then told her to take off his shirt. She glanced down at the buttons and then shook her head.

"I don't want to," she said softly. "I don't want to do this anymore." Luke stared at her, outraged.

"Why not?" he said. His voice was muffled, as if he were speaking through gritted teeth.

"I don't... like it," she said.

"You fucking cock tease little slut," he snapped at her. "You're my SLAVE," he growled in her ear. "You have to do what I say. I don't care what you want." 

He kissed her neck and then lower down her chest and slid his hands up her dress and rubbed her thighs. She pulled away from him and started to try to get away from him. 

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked. "Stop this right now, Nellie, or I'll whip you soundly."

"Please, let's not do it," Nellie said. "Please." He grabbed her and pulled her up onto the desk again and ripped open her dress. Her breasts tumbled out and Georgia stared at the dark brown areolas and the thick nipples. She felt her own nipples peak in excitement at the sight.

"You want a sound beating, don't you?" he asked as he slapped her breasts. He squeezed them and then pinched each of her nipples and she yelped in pain. 




Georgia, Luke and Nellie Ch. 02



"What are you missing Bill?" he asked through clenched teeth. "You wish that little ni**er was here eating out your pussy instead of me?"

"Oh, no..." her voice trembled and he pushed her back down on the desk and spread her legs apart. "Please, no, I'd rather have the beating," she cried out as he fingered her slit. 

She was slick with juices. 

Luke stopped for a moment in surprise. He undid his pants and pulled out his penis, which sprang to life when he saw how excited she was. 

"Master, please, please!" She cried. She started to get up and he held her down.

"You're such a fucking slut, you want it anyway," he said. "Tell me how much of a slut you are and how much you want it," he demanded. He held her down and she struggled and squirmed.

"Please master, I don't want it." He stuck his fingers in her mouth and pulled her mouth open while forcing her head back as he thrust himself inside of her. 

"No, no," she whimpered softly. He covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shut up," he hissed as he moved in and out of her rapidly. 

He moaned and grunted as he fucked her, beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead. Luke pulled out while he was still throbbing, nearly ready to come. His penis was slick with her juices and, to Georgia's eyes looked even bigger than she'd seen it before. 

"Get on your knees," he said. He let her up and she got on her knees mutely and he told her to open her mouth. She did so and he began jerking off inches from her face. A ropey stream of come came out of him and landed on her upper lip and in her mouth. 

"Stay fucking open, you little tart," he grunted when he saw her about to close her mouth. He kept jerking and more semen came out. He splashed across her eye so his cum got mashed up in her eyelashes and sprayed her cheek and hair. 

He finished and pulled up his pants and sat back in his chair. 

"There, now you look like the fucking little tart that you are," he said. She reached up and started to wipe at her face but he pulled her hands away and slapped at her titties again. 

"So, now you're a cock tease?" he asked. "Hmm? Who else is getting a taste of your sweet little pussy?"

"No one, master," she mumbled. She stared down at the ground and felt her tears start to mingle with the cum that was drying on her face.

"Look up at me," he said. He put his fingers under her chin and lifted up her head. "I want to see your beautiful face covered in cum. My cum. That is how you should look all the time." 

For a moment they just sat there in silence. 

"Why are you being so difficult today?" he asked. She shook her head and looked down again. "Look at me," he snapped at her. "What is wrong with you?"

"I don't know," she mumbled.

"I'll forgive you," he said finally. "Just tell me that you're sorry, and I'll forgive you and let you wash off your face."

"Oh, master, I'm sorry," she said. She choked out a sob. "I'm so sorry I upset you."

"And you do want to make love to me?" he asked. 

She froze and then shook her head. He stood up and pushed her away. 

"Then get out. I don't care who sees you like this. Get out of my sight." Nellie doubled over in sobs and struggled to hold her dress together as she scampered out of the room. 

Georgia watched as Luke sat down in his desk chair again and for a moment he went back to writing in his books. Then he suddenly picked his books up and threw them against the wall. Georgia crept back into her office.

****

Nellie had changed into a different dress and cleaned her face by the time she had to serve dinner. She didn't make eye contact with Luke and this time it was Georgia who had the smug grin on her face. She already had an idea of what to do about her problem with Nellie.

"Nellie, that dress is too small," Georgia said. 

It was tight around Nellie. Georgia found herself watching the sway of Nellie's hips as she walked away from the table. Nellie turned around and apologized. 

"Where is your other dress?" she asked. Nellie flushed and Luke looked up at her angrily.

"It was- I tore it. I'm mending it."

"Well, you're practically coming out of that one," Georgia said. "You should fix it too if you are going to wear it. I can see the outline of your underwear."

"Sorry ma'am," Nellie replied. She scampered back into the kitchen. Georgia turned to Luke.

"It probably wouldn't be so tight if she hadn't been stealing food all year," Georgia said. Luke glanced up at her and didn't say anything. 

After dinner was over he announced that he was going for a walk. Georgia went up to the bedroom and got ready for bed and then, worried that Luke might be trying to seduce Nellie again she called for Nellie. 

Nellie came up the steps to her room and Georgia guessed Luke must not have been with her since she came so quickly. 

"I saw you today," Georgia said. "You didn't keep up your end of the deal."

"I tried not to. He forced me, I struggled..." Nellie said.

"I'm going to tell my father to cut off your sister's little finger and mail it to me," Georgia said. Nellie fell to her knees again and pleaded with Georgia.

"He's so strong, I didn't know what to do. He got so mad. I was afraid. Please, I will do better! Please!" 

Georgia sat down and began writing out something completely different. She didn't want any evidence that she was torturing Nellie to be lying around and she knew that Nellie couldn't read.

"Dear Father, please take Wendy and Louisa out and beat them soundly. I am having a most difficult time with Nellie. Please cut off Louisa's little finger and send it to me. Tell them that this is happening because of their ungrateful little slut of a daughter." 

Nellie was crying hysterically and begging for another chance.

"Fine," Georgia said as she turned around to face Nellie. "I will give you one more chance and you do this right or I will send this." Georgia waved the note in Nellie's face. 

"Tomorrow, during my bath, you're going to tell me that you still love Bill and you wish he were here. You realized that you were being a slut by letting your master fuck you like a whore and you aren't going to do that anymore because you're saving yourself for marriage like a good little Christian and you hope that you can find a man like Bill some day."

"Yes, ma'am," Nelly replied.

"Good," Georgia said. She found herself staring at Nellie's body as she stood up and started to leave the room. 

"And do anything else I tell you too," Georgia said. "Or else this will be sent to my father and your family will know what a whore you've become." Nellie choked on a sob and agreed and Georgia watched her go and then lay down in bed and waited for her husband.

****

Luke came up about a half an hour later. She could tell from his sagging shoulders that he hadn't reconciled anything with Nellie. She hoped that he'd tried and gotten rejected again. He glanced at her and then sat down on the side of the bed and began to take off his shoes.

"Well, I think I'm going to bed," Georgia said.

"Don't you remember what I told you this morning?" Luke asked. "Back door guests are best," he winked at her and smiled devilishly. Even in all of her conniving Georgia hadn't forgotten what Luke had said.

"I'm so tired," she said. She yawned.

"I don't care," he replied.

"Nellie said the sweetest thing to me today when she was giving me my bath," Georgia said as Luke came near her. He stopped.

"What did she say?" he asked.

"She said that she still loves Bill and she wants to get married to a man just like him."

"What?" Luke asked. He didn't look angry. She hoped that she was selling it. "She just said that to you? I don't believe it."

"Why would I lie?" Georgia asked. "I asked her if she had found anyone here that she thought she'd like to jump the broom with and she said that she had found someone but he was gone. I asked her if she meant Bill and she said yes and that she still hoped she could find someone just like him." 

Georgia paused and could tell from Luke's face now that she was selling it. He looked depressed. 

"I thought it was very sweet. She looked so happy."

"Sure," Luke replied. He clearly looked irritated. "Enough fucking around, get up and show me that ass."

"I can prove it," Georgia said. He raised his eyebrows. "You should hide somewhere in here when I'm taking my toilet and then I'll ask her again."

"Why do you want to prove anything?" he asked.

"Well, I thought that maybe I could get a little break tonight from your attentions, if I did you this favor. Since I know that you would prefer if Nellie didn't like Bill."

"Fuck you," Luke replied. She could tell from his expression that he was worried.

"If you don't touch my ass tonight, then I'll let you hide in here while I take my bath," she said. She drew out the word "let." 

He told her to fuck off and he did what he wanted but he backed off and didn't force anal on her and the next morning was hiding in her closet when Nellie came up with the last pot of hot water.

"Oh, Nellie, that's heavenly. Come over here and bathe me," Georgia said. Nellie came closer and Georgia looked at her breasts, practically pushing out of her tight dress. 

She supposed that Nellie still hadn't gotten the other dress mended. Her nipples were hard underneath her dress and Georgia licked her lips unconsciously as she looked at Nellie's swollen teats. Nellie stuck her hand in the water and pulled out the sponge and then rubbed it along Georgia's back. 

"Oh, Nellie, I don't want to splash you since that is obviously your only dress. Why don't you take it off?"

"Ma'am?" Nellie asked. She glanced down at her dress and then at Georgia.

"Well, if I splash you, then that dress would be ruined too."

"It is only water," Nellie began.

"Take off your dress, Nellie. Remember what I've told you about obeying me?" Nellie looked around as if she was worried that Luke might be in the room.

"Yes, ma'am," she said. She took off her dress and came back over to the tub with just her panties on. 

Georgia stared at her breasts and felt a strong urge to reach out and touch them. She didn't just want to touch them though, she wanted to rub her hands over the breasts and lick the nipples and suck them into her mouth. 

Georgia had felt the same impulse about her beautiful sister Virginia but she'd pushed the thoughts back down because they were dirty and incestuous. Now, she let her mind range over them freely. Nellie was a slave and obviously a slut at that. 

What Georgia liked best about Nellie baring her breasts was that from the closet Luke had a good view of them and he wouldn't be able to get his hands on them again. She turned to the closet and winked and turned back to Nellie.

"Oh, let me touch you," she said. She reached out and rubbed Nellie's breasts and felt Nellie jump in surprise and Georgia admonished her. 

"Come come, Nellie. Don't be disobedient." She drew out the last word and Nellie apologized. "Mmm, there, that's good," Georgia said as she stroked Nellie's breasts and her nipples getting them somewhat soapy. 

Georgia felt herself become aroused, just as she had when she thought about Virginia. Nellie's skin was soft and Georgia licked her lips unconsciously as she twisted Nellie's nipples in her hand and then massaged her breasts. 

"Mmm, that's very good, Nellie," Georgia said. She withdrew her hands and Nellie reached in the water and rinsed the soap off of her breasts. Georgia stared at the glistening domes.

"Tell me," Georgia began suddenly. "What you were telling me yesterday about Bill. I thought it was so cute."

"Oh, ummm," Nellie paused and looked around again but didn't see anyone. She glanced at Georgia. Georgia glanced around too.

"He's not going to pop out, Nellie, don't worry."

"Oh, I know," Nellie blushed.

"Now, tell me Nellie, it was so cute."

"Well, I still like Bill," she said. "I wish he were here... I hope I can find someone just like him to marry." She glanced at Georgia and Georgia reached out and ran the back of her knuckles along Nellie's nipple sending a shiver through Nellie.

"You want to get married soon, don't you?" Georgia asked.

"Umm, yes," Nellie replied. She finished washing Georgia's hair and then started to move away from the tub.

"Wait," Georgia said. "Don't forget to wash my front too." Nellie turned around, her mouth opened in surprised.

"But..." She paused and then walked back over to the tub. "Yes ma'am." Nellie washed each of Georgia's breasts and then down her stomach and ran the sponge quickly across Georgia's snatch. Georgia held her hand there in the water.

"Tell me the other part though... about how you sucked Bill's dick all the time before Maybell came," she said. Nellie opened her eyes in alarm and turned her head suddenly as the closet door burst open and Luke came out.

"Ma'am!" Nellie exclaimed. With her free arm she tried to cover her breasts and struggled to pull her hand out of the water.

"You lying little tramp," Luke said as he approached Nellie. "You fucking little slut!"

"Oh please sir, please don't hurt me," Nellie exclaimed as she cowered from him and finally jerked her hand free of Georgia's grasp and started to move away from him towards her dress. He saw her goal and grabbed it and threw it in the tub where Georgia was still sitting. "Oh please, please..."

"You with all of your claims to virginity and acting like you'd never done anything with a man before and all this time you were sucking off Bill!" he snapped. "You are an ungrateful little slut." 

She was crying and reached for the dress in the water and Georgia took it and sat on it in the tub.

"Please, ma'am, help me. He's so angry," Nellie cried. "Please help me."

"You are a little slut, you deserve whatever he decides to do." Luke grabbed Nellie's hand and sat down on the bed and dragged her over his lap. He managed to reach over and get Georgia's hairbrush and yanked down Nellie's underwear. He brought the hairbrush down on her butt furiously several times in a row.

"Oh, please stop!" she cried. "Please master, stop!" Tears streamed down Nellie's face as she struggled underneath him.

"You lay still," he snarled. "Or I'll hit you twice as hard." She stopped struggling and he turned the hairbrush over and smacked her with the bristles. 

She cried out in pain and Georgia got out of her bath and dried herself off and watched her husband beat Nellie's butt to a bright red with the brush, alternating between hitting her with the flat side and the bristled side. Nellie was crying but when he finally calmed down and stopped, she didn't get up. Her body was shaking with sobs.

"May I get up now please, master?" she asked. 

He pushed her off of his lap and she tumbled to the floor. Her panties were wrapped around her mid thigh but she didn't stop to pull them up, instead she crawled away over to the bathtub to get her dress. She pulled it out and rang it out before Luke pulled her up by her hair and dragged her back over to the bed.

"Did I say you could leave?" Luke demanded.

"No, master," she replied.

"You want to marry a man like Bill," he said snidely. "Have I used you so hard? I was good to you and you were fantasizing the whole time about sucking off Bill!" 

He stormed away and Georgia came up to her and sat down on the foot of the bed. Nellie got up on her knees and clasped her hands in front of Georgia.

"Please, tell him it's not true and you made it up. Please! He's going to kill me!" She begged.

"You told me that yesterday, Nellie," Georgia said. "Don't start trying to say its lies now because you're afraid." 

Georgia looked Nellie up and down and admitted to herself that Nellie was cute. Her panties bunched up at her thighs and her thick thatch of pussy hair exposed made Georgia think of her own pussy that was suddenly reacting in ways she'd never experienced before at the sight of Nellie getting her spanking and now at the sight of Nellie's thick pubic hair.

"Oh, please, master, it's not true," Nellie said as she started to cry afresh. "I never did that." He looked at Georgia and then at Nellie for a long moment. 

He'd considered that it might not be true. His wife could be making it all up because she was jealous of him and Nellie but he didn't know why his wife would be jealous. It wasn't like she wanted him. 

The idea of Nellie having Bill's penis in her mouth angered him indescribably. All of her was his and only his. He wanted to beat the both of them if it was a lie for even making him have to imagine such a thing.

"Then why wouldn't you give yourself to me yesterday? If you weren't here telling Georgia how much you love Bill." 

Nellie stared at Georgia and then turned to Luke and shrugged. He ground his teeth. 

"I'll make you forget about Bill," he said. He pushed her back on the bed and climbed on top of her. She began to struggle and told him to get off of her. He laid down on the bed on his side and pulled her flush against him and tried to kiss her. 

She turned her head away and pushed him away desperately. She looked around to see where Georgia was and was surprised to find her still sitting at the foot of the bed. 

"Fine, fine," Luke said as he opened up his pants and roughly yanked off Nellie's underwear and then spread apart her legs. "I see you want it like yesterday." 

He thrust himself inside of Nellie, relieved that her snatch was a little wet, probably from his wife playing with her nipples, which had turned him on more than a little while he sat in the closet. His dick had been pressing to get out of his pants since Nellie had taken off her dress. 

Georgia came around and stood in front of Luke while he fucked Nellie. Nellie pushed at him but he just took her hands and held them down above her head.

"I'll hold her down," Georgia said suddenly. 

She grabbed Nellie's hands, taking one in each of her own and then leaned forward and kissed Nellie, letting her tongue slide between Nellie's lips. Luke just about blew his load at the sight of it. Nellie tried to squirm away.

"No," she exclaimed. Luke stopped moving inside of her. He looked away from where Georgia was trying to force her tongue back into Nellie's mouth.

"Let her kiss you, Nellie," Luke said after he'd collected himself. He didn't expect what he said to work since Nellie would now only succumb to him by force but Nellie glanced at him and then let Georgia kiss her. 

"Kiss her back," he said. 

Nellie moved her mouth against Georgia's and then Georgia began to squeeze Nellie's tits and massage her nipples. 

Nellie was getting wetter and Luke put his hands on her waist and kept moving inside of her, moving his thumb down to her clitoris he began to rub it, and then pulled his dick out of her hot snatch and stuck two of his fingers in her and smeared her juices on her clit and continued to rub it as he returned to fucking her.

Georgia climbed on top of Nellie to kiss her, which annoyed Luke because now all he could see was Georgia's ass. He wanted to see Georgia's tongue disappearing into Nellie's mouth. He told Georgia to move and then suggested that she lick Nellie's breasts so she moved her kisses down and began licking Nellie's hard tight nipples.

"That's right," he said and he fucked Nellie hard and felt himself get very close to coming. "Oh yeah, Nellie, tell her how good it feels." Nellie glanced at Georgia.

"Mmm, that feels nice," she said. He came hard inside of Nellie and gave a few more thrusts before he pulled out of her and told her to clean his dick with her mouth. She sucked off all of his cum and her pussy juices and when he looked down at her cunt again his cream was spilling out on her thighs.

"Wipe that up too," he said. She glanced at the cum that had dripped out of her mixed with her juices and wiped it up and then licked it off her fingers. She was staring at him and his wife was staring at her. He sat down on the bed and Nellie sat down next to him and looked at him rather sheepishly.




Georgia, Luke and Nellie Ch. 02



"Master," she said softly.

"I'm going to have to sell you, Nellie," he said. "I don't want to ever look at you again." Nellie shook her head and began to cry and she apologized.

"I'm so sorry, master."

"Don't apologize to me. You should be ashamed of yourself that you lied to me about fucking Bill and masked your feelings for him. I might have agreed to you two getting married if you'd let me know how you felt." 

He knew that wasn't true. He'd have sooner sold Bill down the river. 

"Now get dressed and get out. I'm going to sell you as soon as I can." Nellie was crying and Georgia wondered if Luke was bluffing. 

She watched Nellie's beautiful ass as she slowly got out of bed and realized she didn't want to take a chance. Georgia cleared her throat.

"Actually... some of that wasn't true. I mean, I made some of that up," she said.

"What do you mean?" Luke asked. Georgia confessed to forcing Nellie to agree to her story and forcing Nellie to reject him yesterday and today. Luke looked at Georgia angrily and told Nellie to come back to the bed and hugged her to him. 

"Poor Nellie," he said in Nellie's hair. "You were so hardly used by my wife." Nellie put her arms around him and Georgia could see that she was smiling. 

"Now, kiss Georgia and make up," he said. Nellie looked at Georgia and then went over to her and the two girls French kissed each other and Georgia quickly reached up and began playing with Nellie's breasts. 

"Move this way," Luke said. He could only see the back of Georgia with how they were sitting. They turned so he could see both of them at once and Nellie looked at him while Georgia kissed her neck. 

"Play with her breasts, Nellie," he said. Nellie reached over and played with Georgia's small breasts and they went back to French kissing each other with their tongues rubbing over each other outside of their mouths. 

Georgia was making strangled moans and she pushed Nellie down suddenly and took off her robe and began to lower her cunt to Nellie's face. Nellie turned away and looked at Luke. 

"Lick out her pussy and make her cum," Luke replied to Nellie's expectant gaze. 

She opened her mouth and Georgia lowered her pussy onto it. Luke moved so he could watch Nellie's tongue disappearing into his wife's pussy and Nellie placed a brown hand on each of his wife's pale thighs and licked at the pussy above her as best she could. 

His wife's juices ran down Nellie's face. Luke felt his prick spring to life again and he leaned over and began to lick his wife's breasts. She began moaning and gyrating on Nellie's face and finally threw her head back and came hard, bucking her hips and letting out a guttural moan. 

She got off of Nellie's face and Nellie tried to wipe off the pussy juice that was left there and Luke watched his wife crawl off of the bed and then squat down and begin to eat out Nellie. He watched as his wife stuck her tongue in Nellie's slit and licked out his jizz from her pussy. 

He was ready to explode. He lifted his wife's ass up, making sure to keep her face buried in Nellie's pussy and then slid himself in to his wife's horny slit. It was the wettest he'd ever felt her. Nellie began moaning under Georgia's treatment and Georgia bucked her hips back against Luke as he fucked her. Luke noticed that the more turned on Nellie got the hotter Georgia became.

"Tell her how much you like it, Nellie," he said. 

"Oh, that's so good," Nellie moaned and arched her back up to Georgia's greedy little mouth.

"Rub your tits, Nellie," Luke said. Georgia glanced up at Nellie rubbing her tits and bucked her hips even harder against Luke. 

A few minutes later Nellie came and Georgia pulled the girl towards her on the bed and kissed her way up her body till Nellie was sitting up in front of her and Georgia was sucking on her breasts. Luke pulled himself out of Georgia's cunt and jerked himself off. He pushed open his wife's ass and jizzed all over her ass crack and on her snatch and wiped off the rest of his cum on his wife's ass cheek.

"Georgia, get up and lie on the bed," Luke said. "On your stomach." Georgia situated herself on the bed, reluctantly letting go of Nellie's breasts. "Lick out her ass and pussy, Nellie," he said. 

Nellie glanced at the large load of spunk in Georgia's crack and coating her pussy and bent over and spread apart Georgia's ass cheeks and began to lick her out, swallowing gobs of cum. Luke watched Nellie's tongue disappearing into his wife's crack. Her pretty full lips got smeared with his jizz. 

"Lick it up," Luke said as he rubbed Nellie's back. "Now rub yourself while you do it," he said. Georgia turned her head to try and see Nellie masturbating. Nellie reached her hand down between her thighs and began to rub herself as she moved down Georgia's ass to her pussy and began to lick that out too.

"Ohhh, that is nice," Georgia moaned as Nellie licked at her pussy and ate up Luke's cum. "Ohh," she moaned again. "I can't see you playing with yourself, Nellie." Nellie's legs were open but her pussy was facing the foot board and Georgia's head was facing the headboard.

"She can play with herself for you when she's done cleaning you off," Luke replied. Nellie started to stop masturbating. "I didn't tell you to stop, Nellie," he said sharply. 

She kept her hand between her legs and rubbed her engorged clit. Luke moved on the bed to get a better view of her playing with herself and her eating out his wife's pussy. His wife got up on all fours and told Nellie to keep licking and to move between her legs. 

Nellie glanced at Luke and he nodded to her and she moved as Georgia instructed and Georgia lowered her head to look behind her and watched Nellie play with herself as she ate Georgia out. Georgia trembled as she felt an orgasm building inside of her. 

"Don't stop, Nellie, oh... keep licking," Georgia breathed. She mashed her pussy into Nellie's face and Nellie licked desperately and Georgia's hips started to buck and she groaned and grunted and cried out in ecstasy.

"Don't clean off your face, Nellie," Luke said when he saw her try and reach up to wipe off the pussy juice and cum that was smeared across her face. 

"Go sit up at the head of the bed and spread open that pretty little pussy and masturbate for me." Nellie crawled up to the head of the bed and began to play with herself and Georgia watched excitedly and then leaned forward and licked Nellie's breasts.

"Oh, I don't think..." Nellie started to pull away and Luke shook his head.

"Let her lick your breasts, Nellie. I'll tell her if she does something I don't want." Nellie agreed and Georgia licked at Nellie's rock hard nipples, squeezing her breast and then running her tongue over the nipple. She made her way down to Nellie's pussy again and pushed Nellie's hand away and began to eat Nellie out hungrily. 

"Keep playing with your breasts, Nellie," Luke said. He knelt up beside Nellie so his prick was even with her mouth. He was hard again and he turned Nellie's head towards him, his cum and his wife's pussy juice streaked across her face, and thrust his dick in her mouth and made her suck him off to his third cum of the morning.