Shanika at the Plantation Club
by Neal

Chapter 14 - The Ride Back

The sound of crunching gravel was heard and the van arrived, kicking
up a small cloud of dust.  The front door opened and Steve the driver
stepped out and went around the back.  Pausing briefly to survey the
negro slave girls waiting naked in chains on the bench, he let himself
in the back and closed the door after him.

Shanika and the others remained on the bench watching.  They knew it
would be a little while before Steve had the new arrivals in chains
and collected his gratuity.  Five minutes later the door opened and he
led his captive cargo blinking into the bright daylight.

The lead girl had long straightened hair that reached her shoulders.
She was quite shapely with dark skin and small breasts.  She appeared
to be in her mid twenties.

Behind her was another pretty slave girl but somewhat older.  She had
a medium complexion and slightly smaller than average, slightly saggy
breasts.  She sported nicely styled hair.  Cute, thought Shanika, but
it would be gone soon enough.

Third in line was another light skinned negress with hair that would
have just reached her collar and she been wearing any clothes.  She
was a big girl with big floppy tits and a nice wide booty.

The last in the line may have been a returning slave judging by her
short curly hair.  Closer in age to the first girl, she was pretty and
petite and held her head high even though she was naked except for her
shiny steel collar.

Yolanda led her charges to the van to exchange them with the driver's
so they could be returned to where they came from.

Shanika could tell that the lead girl was also Steve's favorite,
judging by the semen in her hair and on her face which was still
dripping down onto one of her breasts.  Well, she thought, that girl
won't have a problem washing her hair once she gets her head clipped
bald in the slave barn.

Steve the driver admired the view of the four naked black slave girls
being led in chains towards him, having already lost some of his
interest in the ones he'd just delivered.  Their wrists and ankles
manacled, they shuffled along, their bare feet kicking up the dust.
His dick stirring at the sight in spite of having just used one of the
new arrivals mouths for his pleasure.  He was already trying to decide
which one of his next passengers he'd be using as a reward for his
services.

"You'll be taken back to where you were picked up now," Yolanda
addressed the departing slave girls.  "Your clothing will be returned
to you when you arrive.  All of you are welcome to return here as
slaves if you so desire.  You each have the number to call."

Yolanda looked at each negress in turn before handing Shanika's chain
to the driver and accepting the long haired black girl's from him in
return.

"I felt this nigger's teeth and I had to slap her," he told her.
"Make sure to scrub her real good."

"Yes, sir, Massa Steve," she replied, eyeing the cum faced negro as
the driver grinned, looking on.  "I'll see she gets proper treatment."
The colored girl under discussion hung her head.

At that Yolanda jerked on her chain and led the new negro slaves to
the barn.  After watching them shuffle away, the sound of their
jangling shackles fading, Steve opened the door to the van.  He led
the departing slave girls inside and removed their chains.

"Let's see," he said, surveying the female negro flesh available to
him.  He looked at Darla.  "On your knees, girl," he said to the black
teenager.  "I think I'll have you suck my dick now."

Darla looked at her mother as she sank to her knees before the driver.
He unzipped his jeans and let them drop around his ankles.  The young
colored girl reached her hands out and fondled the white man's cock,
still wet from the servicing he got from the long haired negress he'd
just dropped off.  Looking up into his face she leaned forward and
took his dick into her mouth as far as she could and started sucking
on it.

The other women sat on the benches and tried not to watch as the
teen's mouth was used by the driver.  In spite of this, the young
black girl was very embarrassed to be performing the humiliating act
in front of her fellow slaves, including her own mother.

"You gotta sweet mouth, girl," he complimented her.  "You niggers all
know how to suck dick good.  Natural cocksuckers, that's what you
are."  Each of the women were shamed by this comment.  Darla continued
to slurp on Steve's shaft.

He turned towards Maya.  "You this nigger's momma, right?" he asked as
her daughter kneeled before him with his cock in her mouth.

"Yes, suh," the older black woman answered.  "She my child."

"This black cocksucker here?" he leered at her.  "This nigger who's
suckin' my white dick?"  Darla continued to service him, moving her
head back and forth on his cock.

"Yes, suh," she said, looking away from him.

"You teach her to suck white man's cock this way?" he asked.

"No, suh," replied Maya.

"Well, she's a natural," he mused, taunting the humiliated mother.
"Think I should make her swallow?  Or just shoot off in her pretty
face?"

"I dunno, suh," she said, her face burning.  "You do what you want."

"I am." he said with an edge to his voice.  "I'm fuckin' your kid's
face."  The driver started actively shoving his cock in and out of the
black teenager's mouth causing her to gag and sputter..

"You wanna give her a break?" he asked, breathing harder, "Get on your
knees over here.  You can take over for a while."

Maya knelt beside her daughter and looked up at Steve.  The white man
took his cock out of Darla's mouth and started slapping her with it,
leaving saliva and pre cum on her cheeks.  He turned slightly towards
the mother, his dick right in her face.  She looked up at him and
opened her thick lips, offering him her mouth to use.  He shoved it in
and started fucking her face with the same vigor he used on her
daughter.

Darla continued to cough, a thick strand of spittle drooling from her
lower lip, across her chin, and down onto her small adolescent looking
breasts.  She looked to one side to see the sight of her mother's face
with the white man's cock in it less than a foot away.  She could hear
the slurping sounds from her as Steve's cock went in and out.  The
force of his thrusts caused the older colored woman's breasts to
shake.

"Look at me," he commanded the two kneeling black women.

They both looked up in into his eyes.  Darla drooling onto her chest,
Maya with Steve's cock in her mouth.

"Here you go, niggers," he said, gasping.  He pulled his cock out of
Maya's mouth and ejaculated in her face.  A big shot of semen hit her
just below one eye and the second right on the bridge of her broad
African nose.  He turned to her daughter, milking the cum out of his
cock all over her upturned face.

"Kiss her," he croaked.  "Do it!" he growled when they hesitated.
Maya turned to her daughter and kissed her on her cum covered cheek.
A long string of semen stretched back to her lips as she leaned back
afterwards.

"On the lips, nigger!" he demanded as he milked the last of his sperm
onto the young black teenager's mouth.  The two women faced each
other.  Darla leaned forward and kissed her mother with her semen
coated lips.  The older negress returned her daughters kiss and then
kissed her again.  She looked up at the white driver to see if he was
satisfied with the humiliating display.

Drained, he reached for his pants and pulled them up.  "You niggers
still have a lot to learn.  When I say do something, you bitches
better do it and fast.  I'd slap your fuckin' faces if they wasn't
covered in my spunk."

They hung there heads at his rebuke and didn't look up again until
they heard him shut the back door after exiting the van.  Maya and
Darla returned to their seats.  With no cloth of any kind in the cargo
area and fearful of his reaction if they used the curtain, both slave
girls wiped his semen off their faces with their hands.

The heard the motor start and felt the van begin to move.  They all
sat without speaking for several minutes.

"Are you ok, baby?" Maya finally broke the silence.

Darla nodded without looking at her.

Shanika looked at Yvonne to try to read her reaction to what they'd
witnessed.  Shanika felt shame at sitting passively while the mother
and daughter were violated just a few feet away from her.  What shamed
her even more was the fact she could feel the display had left her wet
and aroused.  She immediately turned her eyes away when Yvonne looked
her way.

"That white boy's one horny motherfucker," observed Yvonne.  "He is
just nasty."

"It wasn't so bad," said Darla.  "And it wasn't the first time a massa
did that to us."

"That's for sure," her mother agreed.  "Each massa did it."

"That must be strange," opined Shanika, "to be doin' sex like that
together, you bein' her momma and all."

"Yeah, but the white men love it big time," said Maya.  "So we do it."

They felt the van turn and pick up speed.  Back on the interstate
again.

"The first day we didn't get bought by the same massa.  I don't think
the one bought Darla knew she was my child.  He's jus' happy to have a
sweet young thing for hisself.  The ones bought be sho' knew, though.
And when they tol' the first one, well, that man had to have me.  Gave
those college boys six hun'ert dollars for me when they only paid
four.

"Just now wasn't the first time we had to suck a white man off
together and take his spunk in our faces.  The first man that bought
us, that was the first thing he did.  Then he lay in the bed and had
us up on our knees on each side of him like we was displaying for the
auction.  He had us lick off each other's face.  He had a hand on each
of our coochies, puttin' his fingers all up in us the same time.

"Once his dick got hard again he had me on my back and fucked me while
Darla rubbed her titties on him.  I wanted to get him off quick so I
tol' him that nigga talk those white men love so much.  I say 'Oh,
Massa, you like my baby girl's titties on you while you fuck her
momma?  Ain't she nice?  You gonna fuck her next, Massa?  You gonna
fuck yo' nigga's baby girl?  Then she be yo' nigga, too.'  They don't
last to long hearin' that.

"It was strange for me to see my momma that way," said Darla.  "I
never thought about her like that before."

"Are you gonna go back?" asked Yvonne.  "It don't sound like you
will."

"I don't know," answered Maya.  "We might have been lucky none of our
massa's beat on us or nothin'.  Might not be so lucky next time."

"Well, I be a little disappointed if they didn't," smiled Yvonne.
"Offerin' my body up to them to do what they want.  It make me feel
like such a nigga.  And when they whup me I's wet after.  So I keep
comin' back."

"What about yo' husband?" asked Shanika.  "Don't he see the marks on
you?"

"I think he knows somethin's up," Yvonne replied.  "He don't ask.  But
a couple of times I catch him lookin' at the marks and he gets all
flustered.  Someday I may just tell him to see what he do about it."

"So you goin' back again?" Shanika wanted to know.

Yvonne laughed.  "You know I am, girl!  What about you?"

"I don't know," Shanika said thoughtfully.  "It gets me excited, but I
know I should hate it, but I don't.  I just don't know."

They traveled on in silence again.  After a time the van slowed and
turned.  They must be off the interstate, thought Shanika.  Almost
back to the beginning now.

Finally they stopped and heard the back door open.  Steve opened the
curtain and shoved the boxes with their clothes inside across the
floor with his foot.

"All right, you can put your clothes back on and go," he said.  "And
take your time.  I could watch you niggers all day."

The colored slave girls dressed under the driver's watchful eye.

Shanika was the last dressed and when she stepped out onto the street
the others were already gone.  Steve climbed out after her and shut
the door.

"See ya next time, girl," he told her with a wink and a leering grin.
He got behind the wheel and drove away.

Shanika walked to the bus stop to wait for her ride back to her old
life.


  
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