Chapter 8

The next Sunday, the sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the plantation as the slaves enjoyed their day off. They scattered in small groups around the property, chatting, laughing, and playing games. Children ran through the fields, weaving between their elders as they played tag, while women gossiped about life on the plantation and their husbands’ misadventures in the fields.

John spotted William first, his tall figure easy to recognize amongst the throng of people. The young slave was speaking to a group of his peers, a confident smile playing on his lips. Bonnie, on the other hand, remained quiet and demure, listening attentively to William’s words with a faint smile on her lips. She was strikingly beautiful, with coffee-hued skin, and a body that could make any man’s heart race.

Bonnie was dressed in a simple cotton dress that did little to hide her voluptuous figure. The fabric clung to her curves, highlighting her ample bosom and hips. John knew it was time to carry out his promise to William. He made his way towards William’s group, stopping briefly to share a few words with some of the elder slaves. He could sense their eyes on him, curiosity and caution etched on their faces. After all, his presence amidst their Sunday festivities was an anomaly.

John’s eyes met William’s. He gave the young slave a subtle nod, and William’s confident smile grew wider. John could see the excitement in William’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. He had made a promise to William, yes, but he had also promised himself that he would treat his slaves better than Richard did. Was this really the right thing to do?

William excused himself from the group, making his way towards John with an easy stride. He grinned at John, his teeth gleaming white against his dark skin. “Masta,” he greeted with a nod, his voice low and husky. The young slave’s eyes sparkled with an eagerness that was both tantalizing and unnerving. John swallowed hard, steeling his resolve as he returned William’s nod.

“Bonnie,” John called, his voice steady despite his inner turmoil. The young slave woman looked up, and walked over to the two men.

“I know it’s your day off,” John began, “but I have a special task for you and William.” Bonnie simply nodded, her expression unreadable.

“Come with me,” John commanded, leading William and Bonnie towards the main house. His heart was pounding in his chest as he imagined what was about to happen. He couldn’t deny the excitement that was building in him. His thoughts were filled with images of William and Bonnie, their bodies entwined, their moans echoing throughout the room. He knew he should feel guilt or shame, but instead he felt a burning desire, an intense need to watch them together.

John led them inside, straight to his bedroom. He closed the door behind them and turned to face the two slaves. William looked eager and excited, and John could see the bulge in his pants. He couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his own groin as he watched William’s eyes travel up and down Bonnie’s body. Bonnie, for her part, looked nervous and uncertain.

“Bonnie,” John said, his voice low and steady, “William has expressed his desire for you, and I have given him my permission to be with you.” Bonnie’s eyes widened in shock, but she quickly composed herself. “Yes, masta,” she responded, her voice quiet.

John watched as William moved closer to Bonnie, their eyes locked as he reached out to touch her cheek. John could see the tremble in Bonnie’s lips, the slight flare of her nostrils as she tried to control her breathing. At first, the two slaves simply stared at each other, neither of them moving or speaking. Then William leaned in and gave her a soft kiss. Bonnie remained frozen, and William kissed her again, lingering longer.

Soon, her body started to relax. John could see the tension melting from her shoulders as she responded to William’s kiss. Her lips parted and William eagerly accepted her invitation, his tongue slipping inside her mouth. He slipped his arms around her. She responded in kind, lifting her hands up around his neck.

John watched as their bodies pressed against each other. William’s hands roamed over Bonnie’s back, down to her waist, and around to cup her buttocks. She arched into him, her hips pressing into his as they deepened their kiss.

John could feel his own arousal growing as he watched them. His hand moved to the front of his trousers, adjusting himself as he watched William’s hands slide up Bonnie’s sides until they rested on Bonnie’s full breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands. She gasped as he squeezed them, and her eyes fluttered closed. William’s hands stayed on her breasts, kneading and caressing them through the thin fabric of her dress.

Bonnie’s breath hitched as she felt his fingers on her nipples, teasing them into hard peaks, before he started to undo the buttons of her dress. The fabric parted, revealing her swollen and engorged breasts, their dark nipples standing at attention. John’s breath hitched as he stared at the sight before him, his body responding to the visual stimuli.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his pulse racing as he watched William’s hands move to Bonnie’s shoulders. With a gentle yet firm touch, William slid the dress off her shoulders, leaving her standing there in nothing but a pair of simple cotton panties.

Bonnie’s skin was a rich, deep brown, glowing in the soft light that filled the room. Her breasts were round and firm, with dark nipples that were already hard with desire. The curve of her waist flowed into her hips, leading down to long, toned legs.

William’s gaze was fixed on Bonnie’s body, his eyes devouring every inch of her exposed skin. He hurried to take off his shirt, revealing his smooth, chiseled chest, before moving his hands again to her now-bare breasts, cupping them gently as he rubbed his thumbs over the sensitive nipples. William’s hands roamed over Bonnie’s skin, cupping and squeezing her breasts with an eagerness born of genuine desire.

He leaned down and kissed Bonnie’s bare shoulders, his lips making a trail down her chest. Bonnie gasped as William’s lips found their way to the swell of her breasts. He placed a soft kiss between them, before trailing his tongue upwards towards her nipples. Bonnie’s breath caught in her throat as his warm mouth closed around the hardened peak. He teased her delicately at first, then with more urgency. Bonnie’s hands went to William’s head, holding him in place as he suckled at her breasts.

John couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of William’s lips on Bonnie’s nipples. As Bonnie arched her back, pressing her breasts further into William’s eager mouth, her hands moved down to gently touch the bulge in William’s pants. William let out a low groan, his hips bucking involuntarily at Bonnie’s touch. With a wicked smile, Bonnie began to rub her hand over the growing bulge in William’s pants, causing him to moan even louder.

Unable to contain himself any longer, William quickly undid his pants and pulled them down, revealing his large, throbbing erection. Bonnie’s eyes widened with surprise and lust as she took in the sight of William’s cock. It was long and thick, with a slight curve to it. Bonnie’s hand wrapped around it, her fingers not quite meeting as she gave it a tentative stroke. William hissed in pleasure, his eyes drifting shut. Encouraged, Bonnie began to move her hand up and down, marveling at the silky-smooth feel of his shaft and the weight of him in her hand.

John watched as Bonnie explored William’s body, her touch igniting a fire within both of them. He could see the desire on their faces, the flush spreading across their skin. William, too, was taken aback by the sight of Bonnie’s hand on his cock. His hips jerked forward, pushing his cock into her grip. He groaned in pleasure as she began to stroke him slowly and deliberately.

William, emboldened by Bonnie’s touch, slowly reached down and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties. With a gentle tug, he began to pull them down her legs, until they fell to the floor.

John felt a stirring in his own pants as he watched William gaze at Bonnie’s naked body. Without thinking, he unbuttoned his trousers and freed his aching erection, giving it a few slow strokes as he watched the scene unfold before him.

William’s hand moved between Bonnie’s legs, his fingers gently exploring her folds. Bonnie gasped at the touch and spread her legs wider for him. William’s fingers delved deeper, parting her folds, finding her wet and ready for him. John watched as William’s fingers moved deeper inside Bonnie, her hips bucking against him as he stroked her.

John stepped closer to them, drawn in by an unseen force. William didn’t seem to notice him, his focus entirely on Bonnie as he continued to pleasure her. He hadn’t intended to participate, but he couldn’t resist the sight before him. John moved behind Bonnie, his eyes transfixed on the sight of her bare breasts and the curve of her hips. Without thinking, he nestled his cock between her ass cheeks, feeling the heat radiating from her body.

Bonnie gasped at the sudden intrusion, but she didn’t pull away and kept her hand on William’s cock. William looked up at them, his fingers paused inside Bonnie. He knew that John had been watching them, but he hadn’t expected him to join in. However, Bonnie didn’t seem to mind, and instead swayed her hips back and forth, allowing John to slide his cock against her. William hesitated, unsure of what to do. Did his master want to take over? Should he leave?

“Keep going, William,” John urged. William didn’t need any more encouragement. He began to move his fingers inside Bonnie once more, making her moan with pleasure. Meanwhile, John’s hands explored her body, roaming over her curves until they reached her breasts. He cupped them gently in his hands, feeling their weight and her hard nipples press against his palms.