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From: Pakislave <silenthunter101@hotmail.com>
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Subject: The British Plantation Mistress Part 2 (Femdom, Inter-racial, peasant slavery, torture)
Date: Sun, 15 May 2005 09:18:00 -0700
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The British Plantation Mistress
Part 2
(By Pakislave)
Lady Nicole had made proper and extravagant arrangements for Agent's
visit. She had planned a hunting spree for him in the vast desert of
Thar. She had issued strict orders of maintaining the health of her
horses that were to be used for hunting and had ordered unnecessarily
that if the horses were not deemed fit enough before the Agent's
arrival, the stableman would be hanged. Her slaves knew her short
temper and lack of mercy, so they knew better than to displease their
cruel Mistress. They would work hard from dawn till dusk, just to save
their dear life. But Lady Nicole was a perfectionist as well as a
Sadist. She knew that she had to satisfy her wicked nature by punishing
one of the stablemen, uselessly. So one night she unexpectedly visited
her stables, accompanied by Tulsi Devi. She was in her riding attire,
with figure hugging riding pants and black leather long boots. All of
the stablemen worked like dogs, perspiring profusely. She looked around
and found her prey in the form of a 60-year old stableman. He had just
proceeded to one corner to have a glass of water after a hard day's
work. He was unaware of Lady's sudden visit. She walked rapidly and
silently towards him and kicked the clay-glass before it touched the
old man's lips.
"That's what you're here for? To leisurely sit and have water all
day long? Are you ordered to rest and have free meals?" she screamed
in rage while whipping the old man furiously. The old man was already
too tired, and didn't have energy even to protect himself from the
wicked lady's whip. He fell on the ground and kept on begging for
mercy aloud, while joining her palms in the customary manner to beg for
forgiveness. The begging and being at her booted feet always sexually
aroused Lady Nicole, instead of having pity on her slave. She stepped
one of her booted feet on both of the stableman's hands and the other
foot on his bald head. Her whip swung in the air, lash by lash, but she
didn't seem tired. Her every whiplash tore apart the old man's skin
from his frail body. All the slaves present could see clearly the
dampening of Lady Nicole's crotch. Lady Nicole slowed down her
lashes, not because of her slave's begging but due to her own
tiredness. She was breathing heavily. The poor slave was semi-conscious
when she tied her whip around his throat and started to choke him to
death. At this point one of the stablemen present, who was
coincidentally the old man's son, ran towards his mistress and fell
down at her feet, clinging at her feet and begging her aloud to spare
his father's life. But Lady Nicole was in another realm of her mind.
Maybe she never knew what was happening around her. She kept one hand
tightly on her whip that had become the call of death for the old man,
and grabbed the younger stableman by his hair. She directed his head
towards her pussy and pressed his face hard against her pussy. Her
pussy's first contact with the stableman's mouth resulted in her
whole body trembling. Tulsi Devi came closer and ordered the stableman
to suck hard on mistress' pussy. To make things 'easy' for the
stableman, Tulsi Devi took her sword out and the young stableman
started sucking on Lady's pussy hard. Lady Nicole started gyrating
her pelvis and moved her hips back and forth. On the other hand, Lady
Nicole renewed her efforts of choking the old man to death. She was
flying high, one hand killing a poor, weak old man to death while the
other hand dominantly placed on the old man's son's head, who was
busy sucking and licking his mistress' pussy hard, thinking that her
cruel mistress might spare his father's life if he pleased her. He
didn't know that his tongue just slowed down his father's death,
the mistress enjoying every second of the sight of old man's bulging
eyes and joined hands for mercy.
Sounds started coming out of the old man's throat, as if his soul
was leaving his body. The young stableman tried once to quit sucking
his Mistress' pussy but was forced to continue with the powerful hand
of Lady Nicole. One last jerk, and the old man's body lay dead at his
young but wicked Mistress' booted feet. When the old man's son came
to his senses, he came to know that his father was not alive anymore.
He went mad with sorrow, but Lady Nicole had no time for such drama.
She jerked the young guy's head once again towards her pussy, but the
guy was reluctant as well as somewhat furious at his father's sudden
and painful death. Lady Nicole was a female of considerable strength,
so she held both of the guy's hands strongly and shoved his head in
her crotch by grabbing his head between her thighs. She had powerful
thighs that had tamed numerable horses, this was only a weak man. The
young stableman's oxygen supply had cutoff as his nose and mouth were
tightly shut. He could feel the wetness of her sex juices all over his
face, flowing freely through his Mistress' pants. When he started to
choke to death, he tried to free his hands violently from the clutches
of Lady Nicole's hands, but in vain. He was no match for his powerful
Mistress, and maybe that's why he was a slave to her as she was more
powerful in every form than him. He could feel his head crush between
Lady's muscular thighs, and those vicious thighs kept on increasing
the pressure on his head. He felt his face, eyes and nose burning as
they kept on pressing against Lady's crotch. On other hand, Lady
Nicole's arousal had no peer. She was flying high. She had a sadistic
mind. She just looked at Tulsi Devi's direction and then at her
boots. Tulsi Devi came running towards her Mistress and dropped her
body at her Mistress' feet at once. Tulsi Devi started licking Lady
Nicole's boots. This enhanced lady Nicole arousal. She felt as if she
was the sole creator of the universe, that she could do anything to
anyone, that everyone was created just for her own selfish pleasures,
that she could do anything to anyone without fear of anything. These
were the sensations that compelled this wicked lady to commit heinous
brutalities over her helpless slaves.
The young stableman's head started to crunch. He felt as if his
head's going to smash and his brains will come out any moment. He
felt as if his veins would pop out of his temples. He was already
semi-conscious, but this great pain came throbbing even in his
semi-consciousness. Slow and painful death encircled him. On the other
side, a sadist had the opportunity to be able to enslave people and
execute them at her very whims. The young stableman loosened his hands,
and suddenly his hands stiffened for the last time, that Lady Nicole
held on more tightly. This was his last jerk before dropping deep into
the ditch of death.
"So weak, so meek, so helpless," Lady Nicole said with a soft
smile, while looking at the dying man's face.
Lady Nicole was waiting for this moment, and she had an enormous
orgasm, while she moaned aloud and fell on kneeling Tulsi Devi. She
stayed there regaining consciousness, while all the other servants
present watched in utter horror with wide eyes what had happened just
in front of them. This was the first time that their Mistress had so
openly expressed her sexual arousal by inflicting pain on her slaves.
They felt disgust and renewed fear seeing what had happened to their
colleague.
When Lady Nicole had regained her senses, she stood up with an air of
authority. Her damp pussy had created a patch on her crotch. She put
her hands on her hips and raised Tulsi Devi's head up a bit with her
left foot. Tulsi Devi stood up, her eyes lowered in front of her
Mistress as ever.
"What did you see, you swine?" asked the merciless Mistress. The
slaves kept quiet, their gaze lowered.
"I asked you dogs a question, answer it", she screamed in anger.
"We saw your ladyship kill both father and son" answered a teenaged
stableman.
"And how did your Mistress kill them?" another question was shot by
her.
"By choking them to death, your ladyship," the lad replied. At this
point an older and wiser stableman tried to intervene.
"No Mistress, we didn't see anything. Nothing happened, I swear to
God Krishna!" the old stableman said.
"Good for you, you old swine. You're wise. Sent that bright lad
standing next to you here," Lady Nicole ordered, directing the
teenaged stableman, pointing towards her feet.
"Please Mistress, have mercy on him, he's just a child of 13,
I'll explain everything to him. He won't talk to anyone." The old
man said, sensing danger.
"Shut your mouth, or you'll be called along with him. Do want the
same fate as you're about to see?" Lady Nicole shouted. The old man
knew better than to invite his painful death. He lowered his gaze and
kept silent.
"Didn't you hear what your Life's Possessor said, drop yourself
at her feet at once, you wimp" Tulsi Devi commanded to the young lad.
"No, please no...don't hurt me...I'm sorry. I'll keep my mouth
shut. I won't talk to anyone, I promise, Ma'am," the young lad
said in a frightened tone, dropping to his knees and begging for mercy
with joined hands and pleading eyes.
"Humph," said the wicked Mistress casually," this dog is
irritating me. Hang him with his tongue till he's dead. Nobody would
feed him".
The child's eyes widened in horror and he started to squeal like a
kitten to spare his life. Tulsi Devi walked towards the child and
dragged him to a nearby wooden pole by grabbing his hair. There, she
lifted the kid with one hand, which showed her unusual power and turned
his face towards the pole. The kid kept on screaming while his tears
ran down. Tulsi slid her hand down to the child's throat and started
choking him, which resulted in his tongue coming out of his mouth. She
pressed his face completely to the pole, and with her other free hand
took out a small dagger. With the speed of lightening, she pierced the
helpless child's tongue and affixed that to the pole. Now he was
hanging by his tongue, that was affixed to the wooden pole with a
dagger. He wailed and screamed in anguish, but that just amused the two
wicked ladies.
"Arrange 3 stablemen by tomorrow afternoon or you'll meet the same
fate" Lady Nicole ordered Tulsi Devi, while she trembled in fear.
"As my Goddess wishes" Tulsi Devi replied. This was another shock
for the slaves present. They didn't know that Tulsi Devi revered Lady
Nicole as a goddess. This also made sense to them now as they had all
seen Lady Nicole picture hanging in Tulsi Devi's house, decorated
with garlands and always kept fragrant by scent-sticks. This was
customary to the pictures of Hindu gods and goddesses only and so the
villagers used to get amazed at this act of Tulsi Devi, but now these
slaves came to know the place Tulsi Devi really had for her Benefactor.
Lady Nicole and Tulsi Devi left the stables strolled towards lady
Nicole's mansion. She wasn't ashamed of her damp crotch, as nobody
ever laid his eyes above than her boots. While entering the mansion,
she looked at one corner for a second, before entering her mansion
casually. A peasant woman was bound to the ground flat, face up.
Another loyal slave to Lady Nicole was ripping the bound woman's
stomach with a sharp knife in a fine manner.
"Humph...another bread stealer" remarked Lady Nicole as if nothing
was happening. It was her order to rip open the food-stealers'
stomach in a manner that the accused should not die of pain but remain
alive for a few minutes, before Lady Nicole's hungry dogs were set
upon the bound thief. The people of this area were not habitual
thieves, but drought and lack of food compelled them to steal some food
from Lady Nicole's grain storehouse. If the storehouse supervisor
didn't report the theft to Lady Nicole, it wouldn't matter as she
didn't keep the petty accounts of the grain and wheat bags herself.
But it was her fear in everyone's heart that forced the storehouse
supervisor to report such thefts to Lady Nicole, lest he be punished in
a more brutal manner. Life is dear to everyone, and even if it isn't
to anyone, who would be such a daredevil to have his life finished
through such inhumane methods, as devised by Lady Nicole. So this was
just another 'normal' theft case that was being dealt with the law
devised by Lady Nicole. But it was a fact, that due to Lady Nicole's
sadistic tactics in punishing the accused, crime rate had decreased
considerably. Everyone knew that the British soldiers would eventually
recover him or her from their hideouts and their custody would be given
to Lady Nicole. What followed next, everyone knew. So people preferred
to die of hunger pangs than to rob someone or steal something.
God is the best Supplicant. He provides opportunities to every kind of
human. He provides the chance to a thief to get on the pious path or to
go deeper in the mud of crimes, He provides the chance to a Sadist in
the form of a helpless prey to see whether the sadist would spare
another human's life or continue with the sin of deciding for the
life of another human being. So God was providing for the chances
everyday to decide for her slaves' lives to Lady Nicole. She chose
the path of sin, as it had the tingling sensations of ecstasy. She had
gone so deeper in this lifestyle that she never remembered that there
was any other God beside her.
4 Dobermann, kept hungry on purpose, feasted on the screeching female
peasant's flesh. No ordinary human being could imagine the sight of a
living human's abdomen being ripped open and then fed to hungry dogs.
The unfortunate female was dead in a couple of minutes, but his body
still shuddered, maybe due to pain, or maybe she was still alive but
dropping into unconsciousness. But Lady Nicole didn't waste her time
looking at such a 'boring' sight that she saw every week or so. If
there were any week that went without any crime being reported, she
would grab some slave's neck on some petty issue and deal with him,
to satiate her thirst of cruelty on poor.
The female slave's body had ceased to shudder. The dogs kept on
eating to their hearts' content. Lady Nicole's pets were the only
creatures in this vast region of Thar Desert that could enjoy a
sumptuous meal. Maybe that was so because she considered her dogs of an
upper class than her slaves, as these dogs were brought from UK as
well. She considered the peasants lower than her dogs...........
(To be continued)