By the time they both finished with her more of the kitchen help and waiters had arrived to take their places and she lost track of how many men fucke... and beat her, used her as a human toilet and called her whore and slut. It seemed like hours since her master had left her there and her mind detached from her body as the pain became unbearable. Over and over they used her and her mind floated somewhere above, watching it all even as she obeyed their commands and drank what seemed quarts of. Nothing would actually be done on the ground until after the harvest this year, but we made sure that each family knew where their future land was located, so they could become familiar with it, and make plans for where their houses, barns, and other buildings would be located.Once Congress was out of session in June, we had time to do some work at the O’Connell plantation. We had supplied the seeds and paid a number of the local men to plow the ground, plant the seeds and tend the growing. ”“If you only knew,” he said, surveying her as he tipped the glass to his lips. “I’m the gift that keeps on giving.”She stared back at him, dislike and lust for him competing on her face. “Well you didn’t get to give anything to Erica,” she said with spite. It was clear that she was broaching the subject for which she had sat down.“Erica …?”“Oh don’t play games. You haven’t forgotten Erica Greendale, the sweet doe-eyed beauty. Or I’d like to think you haven’t. You cancelled on me so you could. He didn’t talk, but took off his clothes and I did too. He layed on his bed and turned to his side, facing the wall. “Lay with me” he said softly, a little tremble in his voice. I layed down also and gently rubbed his hip. We layed like that for a few moments, almost as if he was building his courage for something, thinking about something. He then moved back towards me until he felt my cock touch his ass cheek. His smooth, soft skin, his plump, shapely ass. I immediately got hard and could not.