...of all Possible Worlds - Chapter Sixteen
"Where's Lilah?" Mr. Reiser asked me as I appeared in the kitchen doorway. We were getting ready to have lunch, all of us together. The other slaves wouldn't eat dinner at our Master's table, but on weekends he took his lunch in the kitchen and enjoyed the casual company.
"He's coming." I giggled and my Master gave me a look. "Lilah, come on in now."
Tom Henry already sat at the table, as did Mr. Reiser, and Mercy was filling large bowls from a pot on the stove, some chicken soup with dumplings. I stood aside as Lilah slipped past me. She gave me a nervous look and I smiled in return, giving her a little nod.
"Delilah?" Our Master blinked at her.
"Good Lordy, child. What you done to yourself?" Mercy asked, the soup momentarily forgotten. "And why's you wearin' those clothes for?
Tom Henry was too new to feel comfortable saying anything, but he narrowed his dark eyes and rubbed his jaw.
"Isn't he great?" I asked, grinning at their reactions.
"Sir." Lilah dipped her head at Mr. Reiser, looking down and waiting to get his opinion. She hadn't been too sure of what I was doing, but the girl hadn't been able to refuse me neither.
I'd dressed her in a pair of corduroy pants, belted at the waist, with a red sweatshirt instead of the polo shirt. Lilah had socks and the new boots I'd bought for her, and a pair of boys briefs under the pants. No makeup at all, no jewelry or anything like that, just boy clothes and best of all, a boy's haircut. I'd gotten her hair cut short, very short with a part combed and cut into it on the left side. It was perfect, and rather expensive for just getting a lot of hair removed, I thought. There hadn't been a whole lot of styling to be done and Lilah looked like a boy. A very attractive boy to be sure. A pretty boy with effeminate mannerisms and a sweet, high pitched voice, but a boy nevertheless. The same way someone seeing me would think I was nothing but girl, Lilah was all boy as she stood there.
"Isn't he pretty, Master?" I asked, and he was looking Lilah up and down slowly. "Isn't he a pretty boy?"
"This was your idea?" Mr. Reiser asked me, and I nodded happily, recognizing the look on his face.
Mercy knew that look too; our Master liked what he saw, and she only shook her head.
"It's perfect, isn't it?" I felt so excited I could barely contain myself. "The best part is, when Lilah puts on a dress, some makeup…God! She's so cute. A lot of girls have short hair nowadays. She can be whatever you want!"
"Ma'am…" Lilah blushed so hard she looked like one of those Indians from the Old West and I giggled.
"You gone take her upstairs," Mercy commanded, finally moving again. "That girl ain't gone sit down lookin' like that!"
"Oh!" Lilah blinked at the old woman's rebuke with Tom Henry looking back and forth between Mercy and me.
"You stay right here," I told the girl, making a face at Mercy. Maybe she didn't care of our Master was right there or not, but I felt confident enough to challenge her. He wanted me to be the mistress of the house and so I would be.
"No. It's okay, Mercy," Mr. Reiser decided. "Lilah looks very…nice. Sit down here, next to me. It's alright."
"Go on." I gave the girl a little push.
"Yes sir." Lilah nodded. She smiled shyly at her new Master as she sat down in the chair next to him.
"That soup smells wonderful, Mercy," I told her, and then giggled at the dirty look she gave me.
I was gonna catch some serious what-for later, but nothing could spoil the moment. I'd made my Master very happy. He spoke quietly with Lilah, just asking her if everything was okay, if she liked the house and got along with me. He was making small talk while we waited for our soup and I just watched them.
At first I'd wanted to spoil his plans. If Mr. Reiser planned to show the girl off as his new bedroom negra for people who wouldn't understand a girl like me, dressing Lilah up as a boy seemed like a real good joke. It was my petty revenge, so to speak, and a way to show both her and my Master exactly how I felt about being replaced, even if it was just for show. Somewhere along the way though, I'd come to like the girl, and I'd heard what Mr. Reiser said about it not being her fault she was there. It could be I'd just come to my senses too. After two days of playing the spoiled negra, maybe I'd finally decided to grow up a little, I don't know. All I knew was that when I saw Lilah dressed like a boy, I'd known it would work and the idea of making Mr. Reiser happy made me feel a whole lot better than the idea of making him unhappy.
I suppose that's what love is, huh?
"Hey there, Tom Henry," I said to the boy. We were sitting next to each other, with me between him and our Master.
"Ma'am." He nodded and dipped his head. He looked a little unsure of himself, like maybe I was gonna bite his head off again.
"Did you get comfortable in your room?" I asked him.
"Yes ma'am, that's a fine room. Thank you, ma'am." He was polite, that was for sure.
Mercy put a large bowl of soup down in the center of the table, serving Mr. Reiser first of course. She'd probably serve me last, or make me get my own.
"Maybe I oughta take you for some shopping, too. I didn't think about asking you if you needed anything," I admitted, frowning. "Do you think I should take Tom Henry to the store, Master?"
"I got what I need, ma'am," the boy said, but Mr. Reiser was nodding.
"Just don't put him in a dress." He grinned at me and Tom Henry's jaw dropped slightly. He looked at me like maybe that's exactly what I might be planning.
"Of course not!" I giggled and leaned over a bit, putting my hand in Tom Henry's lap, just to tease him and see what Mr. Reiser might say.
"Uhhhh…" He stiffened and his penis felt big, not hard, but big enough even so, and I gave it a squeeze.
"Tom Henry's all boy, ain't you…boy?" I grinned at him and Mercy tapped my head with a spoon. "Ow!"
"Git your hands off'n that boy!" she told me. "You got somethin' wrong in the head, girl?"
"Be nice, Danielle," Mr. Reiser said, and I smiled back at him, rubbing my head and wondering if he was giving me permission to fool around with Tom Henry.
"I am being nice!" I said. "Mercy's the one being mean!"
"I's thinkin' I's the only one 'round here's got any decency." She ladled some soup into my bowl. "Can't even sit down the table and you's gone actin' like a cathouse villain on a jukebox!"
"A what?" I giggled.
"Shush now, we gone say some Grace 'fore we eat," Mercy said, and I rolled my eyes. I never was very religious, neither was our Master, but when we sat down at the table with Mercy, we always had to pray.
"Deah Lord, Thank you for this heah bounty and all your many blessins. Thank you for this good Earth an deliverin' us safely upon this glorious day you give us. We's beggin' you watch over us an guide us away from evil thoughts and the many temptations besettin' our path to your glory. And please Lord, ya'll watch over this heah negra and mind her fool tongue afore I take a switch an…"
"Amen," Mr. Reiser said at that point, and I giggled again. Lilah only blinked at me.
"You're praying for me?" I smiled sweetly. "Thank you, Mercy."
"Danielle…" Our Master gave me a look and I nodded.
"Sorry, sir." I tried to look contrite.
Lilah relaxed and smiled at me as I put my right hand back in Tom Henry's lap, deciding I liked feeling the boy's prick under my fingers while we ate our lunch. Lilah had the same idea, or maybe Mr. Reiser did, because she started rubbing him as well, and all Mercy could do was eat her soup and frown.
It was a lot of fun and all my fault, to be sure. I'd have to make up with Mercy, but she was just as quick to forgive as she was to get mad, so it would be okay. Poor Tom Henry was confused though, that's a fact. He didn't know why I played with him like I did, or why Mr. Reiser enjoyed the way Lilah dressed like a boy in her new haircut. Or most probably, the boy didn't know if he was gonna take a whipping from Mercy later for letting a bedroom negra flirt with him. He was an old fashioned house nigger and this wasn't much of an old fashioned household.--------------------------------------------------------
"What put you in such a good mood today?" Mr. Reiser asked me, meaning more than just that. He wondered about my whole attitude and I didn't really have an answer.
"I don't know," I replied, smiling and rolling my eyes. "Maybe it's a girl thing."
"A girl thing?" He chuckled softly. "How about you? Are you okay, Lilah?"
"Yes sir," she answered, glancing around looking a little nervous because we were inside Mr. Reiser's study. He was giving her a lot of attention in front of me, his bedroom negra, and she didn't look too comfortable with that.
"Do you know how pretty you are?" Mr. Reiser asked her. "What a pretty boy you make?"
"Do I really look like a boy, sir?" She looked down at herself and I laughed.
"How many times do we have to say it?" I teased her, and then grinned at our Master. "He's kinda like that."
"Is he?" Mr. Reiser nodded and didn't mind using the male pronouns for Lilah at all. "I want you to bend over my desk; right here…I want to look at you."
"He's going to fuck you," I stage whispered, taking Lilah's hands in mine and pulling her to the desk. "Remember what I said and it'll feel good."
"Yes ma'am." She nodded, swallowing hard and looking over her shoulder at Mr. Reiser for a second.
"What did you tell him?" he wondered, rubbing his cock through his pants like a teenager.
"Ohhhh…" I gave a whimsical shrug. "Little of this, little of that…Boy talk!"
"Boy talk, huh?" My Master licked his lips as Lilah leaned on the big mahogany desk, and pushed her ass out nicely.
Even through those corduroys it was obvious how fine that little girl's ass really was and I liked playing with it, standing close and rubbing her sweet round butt through her pants. My own girl cock ached hard in my panties, but I wasn't hot for the girl, not at all. I'd fingered her good too, just before lunch, greasing her virgin asshole with a lot of KY Jelly in the hopes that Mr. Reiser would want her. I hadn't wanted to fuck her, even though her little brown anus was tight and hot and pretty as any I could imagine. What I wanted was to see our Master take her there. That's what was getting me off and I didn't know why. I should have been jealous or something, and maybe I would be later, but not just then.
"Let me see him now," Mr. Reiser said, being about as patient as he could be.
"You ever had a man in your ass, boy?" I asked Lilah, just for our Master's benefit. I already knew the answer and she shook her head.
"No ma'am," she told us, wriggling her butt from side to side as I undid her belt, my hands working blindly beneath her.
"Tell your Master," I said softly. "Make it good for him now."
"I ain't never had a man in my hind parts, sir." Lilah looked over her shoulder and smiled, remembering at least some of what I'd told her. "Are you gonna be my first?"
"Yeah, boy." Mr. Reiser nodded. "I'll be your first…and your only, for a long time, I think."
"There," I breathed, pulling Lilah's pant's down to just above her knees, exposing those boys briefs she wore.
"Hmmmm…" Our Master smiled at that and looked at me, "You thought of everything, huh?"
"I'm the only boy in panties around here," I told him seriously, letting him know I wanted it to stay that way.
"I thought she was a girl, sir." Lilah giggled and I slapped her round butt through her cotton underwear.
"I am a girl. You best remember that!" I laughed.
"Yes ma'am." She nodded quickly.
"And you're my new houseboy." Mr. Reiser moved closer and I pulled Lilah's underwear down, not too far, but enough to tease the man with the long deep cleft between the girl's caramel colored cheeks.
"Yes sir," she agreed, swallowing hard as Mr. Reiser freed his swollen cock, long and stiff and ruddy with desire just for her. "I'm your boy."
I pulled her briefs down a little more, exposing enough of Lilah's butt to give Mr. Reiser her asshole, but still hiding her pussy as much as possible, giving our Master the illusion he wanted. I spread Lilah's ass with my thumbs, standing beside her and turning my head, resting my right cheek at the top of her ass and looking at Mr. Reiser. He was staring at the girl's anus, tight and darker than the rest of her, puckered and freshly washed and lubricated. I'd taught her how to clean herself good, inside and out. I told her she wouldn't probably ever get sexed up in her pussy, but only in her mouth and in her butt from now on. She had to keep herself clean and fresh, and slippery so it would feel good anytime her Master wanted her.
"Take this off…I want to see you too, Dani," Mr. Reiser said.
He unzipped my skirt, letting it fall around my feet as I bent over, his two slaves posed for fucking at right angles to each other. Lilah braced herself over the desk and I kept my cheek on her ass. He took my panties down too, slowly with his fingers until my girl cock sprang free, standing straight out. I knew he wanted to see it while he fucked Lilah. It would help him because the man was queer for cock and maybe that little disguise the girl wore wasn't going to be enough.
"Almost there…" I whispered, kissing the dimple at the top of Lilah's buttocks as she gave us a shiver.
Mr. Reiser stood behind her and he pressed his cock against her skin, against the soft crevice between her ass cheeks and she offered an apprehensive sigh. He slid his cock forward and up, across the girl and towards my lips and I opened for it, letting our Master fill my mouth as I lay on the girl beneath us. I had my right arm beneath her, under her sweatshirt so I could play with her tiny nipples, feeling her chest so smooth and warm and not a hint of girlishness there. That made it good for me, as if Mr. Reiser and I really were with a houseboy, and I pinched and played with those nipples until they hardened like small pebbles. Lilah gasped softly, her body trembling with some sweet mixture of pain, pleasure, and desire for the cock riding her ass into my hungry mouth.
"Ummm…Suck it Dani, get me ready for that ass," our Master whispered, and I was being sloppy, not swallowing anything but letting all the fluids in my mouth run from my lips. Spit and precum pooled on Lilah's light brown skin and ran down the crack of her ass. Mr. Reiser's cock grew slick and dark as the muscle filled with blood, his erection swelling even larger as he held the girl's hips and thighs, feeling her boyish underwear beneath his fingers.
"Put it in now…Fuck…Put me inside him, Dani," Mr. Reiser finally told me. I took his penis in my left hand, guiding him to Lilah's virgin hole while I kissed and licked at her soft, brown skin.
I put the bulbous head of our Master's cock against Lilah's tiny anus and licked around it, pushing my face down between the firm round globes of her ass. Mr. Reiser pushed slowly, staring at us, watching as I licked their union. Lilah yelped with her high pitched voice, jerking slightly as if she might want to get away, but our Master held the girl tightly. I used both hands to keep her ass wide and I felt my girl cock spasm with excitement as the head of Mr. Reiser's penis just seemed to pop inside her all of a sudden, that tight ring of delicate flesh stretching wider than it ever had in her life and then closing tightly behind the well-defined ridge of the cock that was now inside her.
"Breathe…Remember what I said, Lilah." I kissed my way up and brought my mouth close to Lilah's ear, whispering encouragement. "You gotta relax. Just let him inside now…Let go of the pain."
"Jesus! This boy's tight as hell!" Mr. Reiser said, smiling and grunting as he pushed himself deeper.
Lilah let out the breath she was holding finally and I knew that would help. "It…Hurts…" she whispered and there was some small wetness at the corners of her eyes.
"Just for a little bit," I promised, kissing her cheek and rubbing her back. Lilah was very small, much smaller than I'd been the first time Mr. Reiser had fucked me, but this girl wasn't a total virgin either. She knew how to fuck and that would help.
Mr. Reiser knew how to fuck too and he wasn't trying to hurt the girl at all. He took her virgin rectum as gently as he could, sliding his big cock inside just an inch and taking half of it back. I knew that feeling and once the first bit of pain went away, the sharpness, it would just leave a dull ache behind, and that wouldn't be so bad. The fire would go down a little and her body would start taking it easier, even wanting it maybe, as that in and out started feeling good.
I played with my penis, I couldn't help it. Watching my Master fuck Lilah's ass, being so close to her, to both of them, it got me hot all over. I moved my mouth back to her asshole, sticking out my tongue so I could lick around that thick white shaft as it penetrated Lilah's half-bred asshole. He was going at her a little faster now, almost all the way inside, and he'd pull back some, letting her feel a real butt fucking. Even though she was crying softly, the girl had started fucking him back. She'd move her hips and give a push off that desk, letting her Master know she could take more.
She'd grown up a real bedroom negra and the mulatto had been well-trained for it. What she felt was unimportant, so long as her Master could enjoy her willing body. That's what some people don't get, but girls like Lilah and me understood our roles completely. Nothing else mattered than making our owner happy, not pain or humiliation or anything else. Lilah was a good slave, a good little boy now for our Master to use whenever he needed her.
He'd remember that Lilah had my my gift to him, and that wasn't something I'd been planning, but it occurred to me as I watched them fuck and I knew it to be true. Mr. Reiser would know I'd arranged this experience and he'd love me for it, even more than he already did, and maybe that's why my attitude had changed so much. The world was turning and I had to turn with it, like Mercy said.
"I'm gonna cum…" I giggled, because cumming always made me feel so giddy.
I stood up and had my girl cock right there, over Lilah's ass, stroking it while Mr. Reiser stared and nodded. He liked that just fine, watching me play with my penis while he fucked his new boy. I was breathing hard, feeling my balls getting tight, and that almost painful rush of pleasure as my whole body seemed to contract and then let go. My penis began spurting suddenly, shooting creamy boy cum all over Lilah's ass. I pushed my cock down awkwardly, standing tip-toe and trying to balance through the delirious fog of my orgasm. I sprayed my cum at Mr. Reiser's cock, right where he was pressed inside Lilah's stretched asshole. I ejaculated over the both of them, adding my sperm to the precum and saliva and lubricant I'd greased the girl up with.
"Oh fuck!" Mr. Reiser grinned at the sight. He pulled his cock completely out of her, rubbing the head around in my semen and pushing it towards the girl's raw anus as it gaped open slightly.
He pushed my orgasm inside her, as much as he could, and then shoved his cock back into Lilah's hot rectum, making her gasp loudly and shudder against the sensation of being stretched once more. I leaned into my Master, reaching for his head because I always wanted a kiss when I came. He indulged me eagerly, feeding his tongue into my mouth while he fucked Lilah hard, holding the girl tight and driving his cock so far inside that his balls were pressed against her bunched up briefs. This was really good sex, something new and fun and we were both getting off on it, even Lilah, I thought. She wasn't feeling so bad anymore. The girl breathed easier and rolled her hips, grinding her ass back on her new Master's prick. It was a good thing I'd put so much lube in her asshole earlier.
The first time I'd gotten fucked, I'd been a little torn up inside. I'd bled some from that first time, but I didn't think that was going to happen with Lilah at all. All her pain came from being stretched, those soft muscles giving way to her first butt fucking. Once they were worn out and tired, and relaxed after too much fighting, she started feeling okay and Mr. Reiser fucked her good. He was going to cum soon and I kept kissing him, reaching beneath his cock to fondle his balls as they moved over my fingers, back and forth in time with his urgent thrusts.
"Ohhh…Christ…Yeah!" Our Master pulled his mouth from mine and gave Lilah one final push, planting his penis deep in her once virgin bowels and loosing his load.
I held his balls, caressing them and feeling them pulse as they emptied, the muscles in his cock and groin pulling them up as they drew rich semen out of his flushed body and poured it into the girl beneath him. I kissed his neck and cheeks and then his mouth once more as Mr. Reiser slowly recovered from his climax. I knelt for him then, putting my mouth close as he withdrew from Lilah slowly and then pushed his stained cock between my waiting lips so I could clean my Master properly. I tasted the girl's asshole, mixed with sperm and that jelly lube, which was supposed to be tasteless but wasn't, and I didn't mind at all. I played with my wet girl cock and took the full length of Mr. Reiser's penis several times, swallowing eagerly all the remains of their sex.
"Stay there," Mr. Reiser told Lilah as she started to move. "Dani will make you feel good."
"I'll clean him," I breathed, licking my lips and giving Mr. Reiser's cock one last kiss before bringing my mouth to Lilah's well-fucked asshole.
I spread her cheeks and licked her anus gently, working my tongue around it and then stabbing it inside as far as I could. She was full of man cum and I worked to dig it out, taking Mr. Reiser's soiled orgasm into my mouth and eating it. She felt sore, I knew, and her asshole was stretched open, pink and raw inside, and I tried to soothe her. I wanted to make her feel good and reward the girl for being such a good boy, for treating our Master to the good hard fuck he needed. I spent a long while doing that, ten minutes at least while Mr. Reiser sat on the leather sofa behind us and watched.
"Are you okay? Feel better now?" I asked as I rose to my feet, and Lilah stood slowly, stretching and nodding.
"Yeah…Yes ma'am," she whispered, breathing hard. Her mulatto skin had turned dusky and I wondered if she'd cum while I was eating her ass.
"That was good," Mr. Reiser decided, smiling at us. "Jesus, you two are sexy together."
"You like us?" I grinned and put my arm around Lilah so we stood side by side, me naked from the waist down with my hard penis dripping, and Lilah with her boys underwear pulled up in the front to cover her pussy and her pants down around her knees.
"I love you, yeah." Mr. Reiser said, looking right into my eyes.
"Fix this…" I said softly, pulling up Lilah's underwear in the back and she started pulling up her pants. "Now give your new Master a kiss. Thank him for being your first."
I smiled as Lilah did just that and she moved shyly too, keeping her eyes down and smiling and looking like a boy who'd just got caught with his fingers in the cookie jar. The girl walked gingerly, but didn't frown or make any sign of the pain she had to be feeling from losing her boyish virginity. I actually felt kind of proud of Lilah, the way a girl might for her little sister, and that made me giggle.
"Thank you for being my first, Master," Lilah said and she giggled too as Mr. Reiser pulled her close, giving her a real kiss, massaging the girl's ass while he tongue fucked her deeply for half a minute.
"You're welcome, Lilah," Mr. Reiser breathed. "Go clean yourself up now."
"Yes sir." She nodded.
"I'll help you," I said, and paused just long enough on my way out to pick up my skirt and panties. I gave my Master a serious kiss of my own while he fondled my penis gently.
"After you take care of her, you come back down here," Mr. Reiser told me. "I want to take care of you."
"Promises, promises!" I giggled, pushing with my hips a little so I could fuck my cock between his fingers. "Are you really happy?"
"Yeah." He smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too, Master." I kissed him again while Lilah waited, watching and smiling and rubbing her butt.--------------------------------------------------------
"It hurt a lot at first," Lilah told me. I had her soaking in a hot bath. "But after awhile it did feel kinda good too."
"I told you it would," I said, doing for her what my Master so often did with me, making her feel special after a hard fuck. I poured water over her shoulders and rubbed her soft, thin muscles.
"How come Master likes boys so much?" she wondered, and I shrugged.
"I don't know. Same reason I do, maybe."
"But you're a girl." Lilah giggled. "So that's okay, huh."
"Yeah, it's okay for me!"
"He loves you too, don't he?" she asked, looking at me with her big blue eyes.
"We love each other."
"You ever wish you were white?"
"What? No! Why would I?" I laughed at the idea.
"Cause, I don't know." Lilah looked down. "Maybe you could get married to him if you were white."
"If I was white, I probably wouldn't look like this," I said. "And I wouldn't ever have met him, probably. We'd never know each other."
"Yeah, maybe." She narrowed her eyes a little, thinking about that.
"I'm lucky I'm black," I told her. "I've got everything I ever wanted right now and I wouldn't have none of it if I was white."
Lilah giggled. "I ain't never heard nobody else say they were lucky to be black before."
"Huh." I shrugged. "I guess I ain't like nobody else then."
"No ma'am, you ain't." Lilah smiled at me. "You make me feel lucky too."
"Do I?" I made a face. "How's that?"
"If I wasn't black, I wouldn't be here neither," she said looking into my eyes. "And I ain't never had a real friend before."
"Well…" I kind of blinked at that cause I hadn't really thought of us as friends. "Now you do."
"Yeah." She nodded. "I hope Master keeps me forever. I like it here a lot."
"Me too," I sighed. "I hope he keeps both of us forever."--------------------------------------------------------
"Um! Ohhh…" I winced, but only because it felt too good.
I sat on the sofa in Mr. Reiser's study, with my legs spread wide and my heels up on it and close to my bare butt as I scrunched down. Mr. Reiser knelt on the carpet and he was taking care of me perfectly. He worked his tongue around my asshole and mouthed my balls, kissing and licking me all over while I dug my fingers in his hair.
He didn't want to fuck me, he just wanted to make me feel good, feel special as I liked to say, for giving him Lilah as a boy. My stiff girl cock slid over the man's handsome face and it was everything I wanted from him just then. My erection had grown hot, throbbing as precum spilled from the tip of my penis to paint his cheeks and nose with a fine clear stain. He pursed his lips, like a kiss, and pressed my cock against them with his hand, sliding his mouth sideways up and down the underside.
"Oh God…God…Master…" I groaned, squirming, fighting to stay still for his oral attentions, but I really wanted to curl my body around him.
Mr. Reiser made soft murmurs of devotion and pleasure, his breath humid as it blew across my sensitive skin. I moaned as he took me finally into his mouth, that warm wet wonderful place that I loved so much. He was such a good cocksucker, so gentle and careful and his tongue seemed to wrap itself around my girl cock as he sucked it. I watched his soft red lips slide down the shaft, pressing to my soft hairless skin, and he'd shake his head slightly, my cockhead just filling the back of his mouth, nudging the entrance to his throat but not quite long enough to enter.
He fucked me like that, bobbing his head finally, moving his lips up and down the length of my penis as he held me firmly with his thumb and index finger at the base. He wanted to make me cum now as he moved quickly, breathing through his nose and hungry to taste my orgasm. I loved the way he mouth fucked my penis and I held his head tightly, tilting my head towards the ceiling and making soft animal noises of lust. My tummy fluttered and my heart raced. He was bringing me to the edge, the dull muffled sounds of his efforts filling my ears.
When I came, I shut my eyes against the pleasure, lifting my ass off the sofa and holding him hard against me. I cried out loudly, only because I could, and some part of me wanted to announce my pleasure to the world. My semen shot out of my penis and into his mouth only to be swallowed a second later and gone forever. My Master loved my cum and ate all of it, nursing on my girl cock until it was soft and limp. It slipped from his tight lips as he dragged the foreskin over the head and held it between his tender teeth. He kept playing with me, right at the end. Squeezing my penis in his hand, gathering that dark wrinkled skin together at the tip and chewing it. The sensation was like nothing really, I barely felt it, but I giggled and stroked his cheek.
"Oh my God," I sighed, and my heart was thumping still.
"I love your cum," Mr. Reiser said. He pressed his cheek against my thigh, kissing my soft penis. "I love your cock and balls and ass."
"Ohhh…" I giggled.
"I love you," he decided. "God help me. I must be crazy."
"You are crazy." I nodded, pulling at his sandy hair.
"Falling in love with a negra," he sighed, looking at me. "I wish you weren't freeborn."
"Oh yeah?" I stuck out my tongue. "Why?"
"Because I could own you forever," he said. "Never have to let you go."
"Twenty years ain't enough?" I smiled.
"Is it enough for you?" Mr. Reiser asked, and I shook my head.
"No."
"No," he agreed softly.
"You could keep me anyway," I said. "I won't tell."
"Cohabitating with a negra would get me locked up," Mr. Reiser said. "Being queer would throw away the key."
"That's a dumb law anyway," I said, smiling at the white man who was licking at my black penis and the milky semen still leaking slowly from the tip.
"Cohabitating or being gay?" He chuckled.
"Both of them," I said. "We aren't breaking any laws right now. We're living together and you're sucking my cock and…"
"Licking it," Mr. Reiser sighed happily.
"…and it's all perfectly legal cause I'm a slave."
"You're a non-person," he said. "Not human or animal…Like you don't exist."
"But I do exist," I said. "I think and feel. I get cold and hungry."
"You cum." Mr. Reiser laughed.
"Yeah!" I giggled. "I cum too and when I'm free again we can't even kiss without breaking a stupid law."
"Can't even hold hands."
"Does that make sense to you?" I wondered, and he laughed, but I lifted his head with my hands. "I'm serious. You're a white man, does that make sense or am I just another negra too dumb to understand?"
"You're not dumb, Danielle. The world stopped making sense the night I came to your house," Mr. Reiser told me. "Ah, hell. Twenty years from now I'll be too old for love, too old for this anyway."
"Heh!" I grinned at him.
"You'll be finding a man, some lucky freeborn nigger and settling down, having a kid," he told me. "I'll make sure you're okay."
"I can't have a baby, remember?"
"Adopt one. Get a little half-breed to love, plenty of those out there."
"Make me one," I suggested.
"What, a mulatto?" He laughed at me.
"Before you let me go, you make one for me," I said. "With Lilah maybe, or somebody else. Give me some of you to love."
"If I did that, I'd just have another slave to feed."
"You might get a white baby with her," I teased, and then I had a thought. "How white is she anyways?"
"Lilah?" Mr. Reiser gave me a little shrug. "More than half. Papers say her daddy was white, one of her grandfathers too...Why?"
"If a baby's eighty percent white, it ain't a half-breed anymore, right?" I squeezed my eyebrows together, thinking hard. "So if you and her had a baby, how white would it be?"
"Dani…" He kissed my thigh, just near my balls where the skin was especially soft.
"If Lilah's half cause her daddy was white and you made a baby, that's seventy-five percent right there, isn't it?" I was smiling and getting excited. "If one of her grandpa's was white, then that's eighty percent for sure, more than eighty probably."
"I'm not going to have a baby with Delilah," my Master said, but I was hardly listening. This was gonna be good, I could feel it.
"So Lilah could give you a real baby, even more than one, and they'd be legitimate cause you own her! See? You don't have to marry some white woman at all!"
"Danielle, listen, Lilah can't have any babies, okay?" Mr. Reiser told me, stroking my thighs and looking into my face.
"Oh, cause she had sex when she was little? She told me about that, but the doctor just said maybe she couldn't," I told him, unwilling to be discouraged. "You could take her to another doctor, right?"
"Dani, listen…"
"This is sorta like fate or something!" I continued happily. "I mean, you buying Lilah like that? Probably if I wasn't mad at you before, we wouldn't have her at all…"
"…Dani…"
"…It's all perfect and all you have to do is get her pregnant. You can do it, I'll be there too. Get some blood tests or whatever to prove the baby's white, she's got papers anyway, and…"
"…she doesn't have any ovaries."
"What?" I blinked at him, not understanding a word my Master had just said. "Course she does, she's a girl."
"She didn't have sex when she was too little, or…whatever she told you. At least that's not the reason," Mr. Reiser said slowly. "Delilah was sterilized."
"Sterilized? What do you mean? She can't be sterilized she's just thirteen," I said. "She hasn't even had a kid or anything!"
"They sterilized her. Lilah's owner did it," he sighed, and my Master wasn't happy to tell me any of that. "It's in her papers. She's too white. If she has a white man's baby, yeah, you're right, the baby would be legitimate."
"So…" I swallowed hard.
"So, they made sure she wasn't going to have any white babies," Mr. Reiser said quietly.
"But…" I shook my head. "They can't do that."
"They can do that and they did it," he told me. "She's slaveborn. She isn't like you or your parents, Dani."
"That's…" I felt cold all over and couldn't say exactly what I was feeling, just intensely sad mostly, maybe even angry. "Does she know about that?"
"I don't know." Mr. Reiser shrugged. "Probably not. She had sex the first time, probably tore her up some, and they used it as an excuse to operate. I don't know."
"She doesn't know." I felt my eyes getting wet and there was a big hole in the middle of me that hurt like nothing else. "They took her ovaries out and she doesn't even know it."
"It happens," he said. "It has too or else…"
"Or else what?" I stared at him like he'd been the one who'd done it. "There's too many white people in the world?"
"Dani…" Mr. Reiser frowned unhappily, not just for how I was taking the news, but for Lilah too, I thought, but I still didn't want to look at him just then.
"I gotta go and…" I never finished saying it because I didn't know what I was gonna do.
My Master didn't stop me as I picked up my clothes and left the room.