Authors: Ashley Ryan
“Bull hockey” Bea said. “He done it. We all know he done it”
“I feel the same way” I said.
That afternoon I decided to go for a ride. I had Gabriel hitch up the horses. The truth was that the summer was half over and I dreaded the courtships that would be coming in the fall. I wanted another adventure with Gabriel and needed an excuse for him to drive me. Charlotte was better now and I couldn’t use visiting Mark as an excuse. Mark had returned to work and left the slaves to wait on Charlotte. I told father that I felt cooped up and just wanted to ride for a while. He agreed to let me take the wagon but insisted that I take Sissy with me, even though I had intended on leaving her behind this time.
I climbed into the wagon as Sissy climbed in behind me. I had Gabriel drive the long way around to our spot by the creek. We arrived and I wasted no time with Gabriel. I had Sissy wait in the wagon and keep an eye out for anyone approaching while Gabriel and I climbed down the embankment to our sandy spot. I unfolded the blanket that I had brought and began undressing. Gabriel knew what was expected and he took off his clothes as well. His excitement was apparent as soon as I saw his erect snake. He puzzled me for a moment when he asked how I wanted to do it.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Which way do you want to do this?” He asked.
“How many ways are there?” I asked.
“It can be done from behind, or with the lady on top or with me on top.” Gabriel quickly said.
I knew that women could be on top. At least in some of my fantasies, I knew it possible but I had never considered it from behind.
“I think from behind might be interesting.” I said as I grabbed his hard cock and led him by it to the blanket I’d prepared.
I wasted no time with pleasantries. Mark and his slaves were only two fields away and I was afraid of being caught. I got down on my knees and bent over onto my hands. I poked my ass into the air like a cat in heat and waited for Gabriel to service my womanly needs. I looked down past my large breasts which were hanging below me through my legs which were spread and waiting Gabriel’s manhood until I could see his large member. I could see my anticipation accumulating within my bush as the tiny drops reflected the small amount of sunlight that was striking them. I watched as Gabriel’s long thick member approached my patch. I watched and felt it as it disappeared inside me and his dark silhouette pressed against me. Slowly he withdrew himself and then pressed into me once more. It was a totally different sensation that before. His body wasn’t pressing down on mine this time and I could almost see him penetrating me. A Gabriel moved more quickly I watched his balls rocking back and forth occasionally slapping the tip of my slit. My small firm marble was not being stimulated as well from this position, but the sight of him being inside me made up for it.
“Make
your diddles slap against me!” I whispered.
“
Yes’um” He said as he pushed in a little deeper.
His large balls began smacking my clitoris with each of his powerful thrusts. The stimulation coupled with the sight of my white pussy being violated by this buck nigger was all I needed. I bit my lip and curled my toes as powerful waves of ecstasy rolled over my body. I reached my hand down between my legs and felt his hard rod pushing in and out of me. I finished before he did and contemplated making him stop, but that would have been cruel and as scared I was of being caught, it was only fair that he be allowed to finish. Finish?
“Gabriel, Don’t put your seed in me this time.” I commanded.
“What?” He asked.
“Pull out of me before you release yourself” I said.
“
Yes’um” He said. As he continued pumping me.
A few moments later I felt his quickly pull his tube out of me just before I felt droplets of his sperm squirting onto my back and my ass. When he’d finished we quickly gathered out clothes.
“Miss Rebekah, somebody coming!” I heard Sissy say.
I hurried to finish dressing myself which seemed to be taking longer than usual.
“Go!” I told Gabriel as I pointed up to the top of the embankment.
I finished buttoning my dress and gathered the blanket.
“Where are they?” I asked Sissy after I climbed back up to the wagon.
“Day seen da wagon and went another way.” Sissy said.
“You know who it was?” I asked.
“Not show but it look like it
mighta been Leon and Anny.” Sissy replied.
“Gabriel, ride around that way and see if we can see them.” I said.
“Miss, you got somethin in yo hair.” Sissy said as she took my handkerchief out and wiped a drop of Gabriel’s cum out of my hair.
“
Don’t want nobody seein dat!” Sissy said.
We rode around for a while but never did find out
who it was that had seen the wagon. I had Gabriel drive us around for a while at random. Sissy and I discussed Henry who had finally begun courting her. Finally we returned home.
Several more weeks went by before I realized that I had a problem, a very big problem. In fact my problem was the biggest problem I had ever had and probably bigger than any problem that most women suffer. I had missed my time of the month. I was overdue by several weeks and even though Gabriel had only put his seed into me once, it was possible that it had grown. I talked to Sissy who was as afraid as I was. If I had a black baby growing in me, my father would not only hang Gabriel, but he would disown me and send me away. I had to think fast.
I went to speak to Charlotte with a sinister plan in mind. I felt so guilty for what I was about to do, but it was the only way to save Gabriel’s life and keep myself from being disowned.
“I need advice” I said to Charlotte once we were alone.
“Sure thing sis” she replied. Charlotte was always happy to give advice. I think it made her feel important.
“I have a serious problem that I can’t talk to father about and I need another woman’s thoughts on the matter.” I said.
“Sure” Charlotte said as a serious expression came across her face.
“Something happened to me a while back that I didn’t tell anyone about and now there is a bigger problem.” I said.
“Oh dear, what happened?” She asked as I began crying.
“One of the slaves forced himself on me” I began as I sobbed. “And now I’m with his child”
“Oh dear lord!” Charlotte exclaimed.
“Why haven’t you said anything before now?” Charlotte asked.
“I couldn’t tell father or my brothers and you were unconscious when it happened. I started to tell you when you woke up but you were so tired. I thought I would just pretend that it never happened but now I have this monster growing inside me and I can’t ignore it!” I exclaimed.
“Oh gracious, which nigger was it?” Charlotte asked.
“Leon” I said.
“Oh my!
Sweetie we must tell your father.” Charlotte exclaimed.
“I will go with you, but it must be done.” She said.
That evening Charlotte went with me to meet with my father in his den.
“Father, I need…” I stopped as I began crying uncontrollably.
“What is it dear?” He asked as he stood up and came to see about me.
“I can’t” I said, making as much of a dramatic show of the situation as I could.
“Charlotte?” Father asked.
“She needs to tell you something horribly important” Charlotte said.
“She’s unable to speak, you tell me!” Father demanded.
“It’s not my place sir” Charlotte replied.
“Rebekah?” father asked.
I sobbed loudly and paused my words gasping for breath as I told him that almost two months
earlier, I was raped by a slave.
“Gabriel?” Father asked in a raised voice.
“No” I said. “It was Leon”
“I’ll kill him myself” Father exclaimed as he stood up from his crouched position by my side.
“There’s more” Charlotte said.
“What?” Father asked.
“You tell him!” I demanded of Charlotte.
“Rebekah is with child” Charlotte said.
Father fell backward into a chair. He gasped and I thought for a moment that his heart might have failed him.
“Why didn’t you say anything before now?” Father asked in a calm voice.
“I couldn’t tell you and Charlotte was hurt. By the time she woke up, I thought it best just to keep it to myself and I would have except I have a nigger child growing in my belly!” I screamed.
“Calm down Rebekah!” father ordered.
“What do I do father?” I asked still crying.
“I don’t know. We will deal with the child when we can. As for the rapist, I will deal with him now.” Father said as he stood up and gathered Mark, Samuel and John. I followed behind him as did Charlotte and Luke. Father stopped as he approached the barn where Sissy was leaving.
“Did you know about this?” He screamed at her.
“Know
bout what sir?” She asked.
“You better not have!” He yelled as he resumed walking toward the slave quarters.
When he arrived he told Mark and Samuel to “go get him”. They opened the door and went in. A moment later they came out dragging Leon by his legs which were already partially tied up. George and Lewis followed behind my brothers as Leon began squirming and trying to get free. I’m sure he knew by this point that he wasn’t just going to get another whipping.
Father was very careful not to let on to the slaves that this was anything other than punishment for Tom. I’m sure he didn’t want them knowing that I was pregnant by a slave. That was part of the reason that I used Leon as a scape goat.
John finished tying Leon’s hands and feet as Mark and Samuel drug him to the oak tree by the barn. Mark tied a makeshift noose around his neck but father told him to tie Leon to the tree instead.
“A crime this grotesque does not deserve a quick death.” My father announced.
Mark retrieved his bull whip from the barn and quickly began hitting Leon with it. Usually even for the worst crimes slaves were only whipped twenty times. Thirty was the most I’d even seen father allow, but ten was usual. Father told Mark to whip him until he was told to stop. I cringed at the cracking of the whip. Each crack sent chills down my spine and I almost felt bad at what I’d done. Then I thought of poor Tom having his head bashed in with a rock and I didn’t feel as guilty. I had tried to count the number of times that Leon was hit, but I lost track somewhere around seventy. I watched as the skin started to peel from his flesh and Anny knelt crying off to the side as she watched Leon screaming in pain. Samuel had retrieved a length of chain from the barn as well and I saw father wince as he allowed Samuel to relieve Mark who’s arm seemed to be getting tired.
I heard some of the slaves who’d gathered begin to whisper amongst
themselves.
“They gone beat him to death” One voice said.
“Good he need it” another replied.
“Day ought
juss hang him” another added.
Samuel stepped up and began beating Leon with a large chain. The metal tore Leon’s skin even more than the whip had and seemed to be inflicting a deeper wound.
“There are rules here that I expect to be followed and then there are rules that are set forth by God. If you break my rules, you will be whipped. If you break God’s rules you will be sent to meet him.” Father said to the audience of slaves before pausing to take a breath. “Leon has committed multiple crimes against God and this is his punishment.”
Father motioned for Mark to pull the rope that was attached to Leon’s neck. Both mark, Samuel and John began pulling the rope, hoisting Leon into the air by his neck and then tying the rope around the base of the tree. I watched as he jerked and twitched for a few moments before his body went limp and lifeless. Father demanded that he be left there until daybreak.
I awoke the next morning to find Leon’s body had already been taken down and several of the slaves had taken him to the edge of the northern field to be buried. After I was dressed Sissy came in to tell me that Father wanted to see me in his den. When I arrived Father asked me to come in and sit down.
“Have you given any thought to your condition?” Father asked.
“I’ve thought of nothing since I realized that I was with child” I replied.
“Do you know how you wish to handle this?” Father asked.
“No, I don’t know what to do father. That was the main reason I told you about it.” I replied.
“There are several ways we can go about this. Firstly I can send you on a trip somewhere until the thing
is born. When you return, no one will even know you’ve given birth.” Father said.
“I have considered that” I replied.
“Another way is to simply have you stay here and tell people that you were married to a soldier. We could then later say that he died over seas.” Father said.
“That will raise questions.” I said.
“Indeed. There is a third solution.” Father said. “I know a doctor who can induce a miscarriage.”