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...of all Possible Worlds
by T.S. Severe

Chapter 22


"How come you didn't get caught?" Tricia stared at me.

"God, you're lucky!" Merry was nodding, she was a plump girl and a
little naīve. She was freeborn and not a slave at all, like a number
of the kids there whose parents couldn't afford a private school.

"What do you guys mean?" I asked sitting down for lunch and I'd
noticed unhappily that Sarah and Venus hadn't come to school. Neither
had Purdy or any of the other guys who'd been at that party.

"They're all getting rehabilitated, didn't you see the news?" Henna,
another freeborn girl wagged her nose at me.

"No." I shook my head.

"They got arrested at that party." Tricia told me. "Those white people
too, the news said they was abolitionists and Purdy was a runaway
nigger, they was all runaways."

"They weren't runaways." I frowned at that. "Where'd you hear that?"

"It was on the news last night." Henna said.

"This morning too." Merry agreed, "I watched it while I was eating
breakfast."

"They're going to rehabilitation, cept it was just the boys, they
didn't show Sarah or Venus." Tricia told me.

"Probably cause they're bedroom negras." Henna nodded. "You don't
never see any bedroom negras getting rehabilitated."

"Maybe they didn't get caught." I said, but that didn't make any
sense. If they'd gotten away my friends would have been at school and
I knew the police had gotten them.

"They got caught." Merry said.

"They probably got them in jail; probably raping them all night too."
Tricia decided.

"Rape?" Merry swallowed hard. "You think they do that for real?"

"Course they do." Tricia rolled her eyes. "That's why don't see any
bedroom negras getting sent to rehabilitation."

"Yeah." Henna almost smiled. "They got their own rehabilitation right
there in the police station, my cousin told me."

"Your cousin?" I wrinkled my nose at her.

"Yeah, I got a cousin and she got bought the day she turned sixteen."
Henna nodded. "She run away too, like three days later, came back
home."

"That's pretty stupid." I said. "That's the first place they're gonna
look."

"Did they find her?" Merry asked and Henna nodded.

"They took her in the basements she said, raped her for three days,
didn't let her sleep or eat or nothing. They just fucked her and beat
her some."

"F-Fucked her?" Merry said the word like it was going to bite her.

"Fucked every way a girl can be fucked." Henna told her friend. "She
was done after that and she didn't runaway no more."

"What happened to her?" Tricia wondered.

"She was a runaway, she wasn't freeborn no more, so she's gonna be a
slave for the rest of her life." Henna said. "Her master sold her to
somebody down in Georgia I think, or Alabama maybe, I don't remember."

"You think that's what's happening to Sarah and Venus?" Merry asked
nobody in particular.

"Oh yeah." Henna finally answered. "They's getting raped right now. I
heard they got police who don't do nothin but that anyway."

"So where were you at yesterday?" Tricia asked me, getting back to her
first question and I didn't feel much like eating anymore.

"I was there and then I left." I shrugged. "I told Sarah and Venus to
come with me, but they didn't."

"What did you leave for?" Merry asked me.

"Cause they were abolitionists, trying to get us to run away." I said.
"The news wasn't lying, those people were bad."

"You're lucky you didn't get caught." Henna told me.

"No foolin!" Tricia grinned at me. "They wouldn't know what to do with
you, Dani."

"I wonder how the police found out." Merry said and I felt my stomach
lurch and I was already cold, like I was damp all the way down to my
soul.

"Shoot, they're the police." Henna said seriously. "They know
everything.

"You think they know you were there?" Tricia was looking at me.

"They know." I said. "They come to my house yesterday..."

"They come to your house?" Merry gasped.

"...They were askin me questions, but my Master was there and his lawyer
too, and I didn't get in any trouble." I said.

"You didn't get in no trouble?" Tricia stared at me. "Why'd that be?
You tell them something good?"

"What?" I blinked at her and I was feeling like I was gonna throw up
and now I was suddenly scared people were going to find out I'd turned
in my friends.

"You left and then the police showed up?" Tricia stared at me hard.

"And they come to your house but you didn't get it any trouble?" Henna
was shaking her head like that didn't make any sense.

"What am I gonna be in trouble for?" I forced myself to be stronger
than I felt. "I asked my Master if I could go and he said yes.
Remember that, Tricia? I wasn't sneakin' out. I wasn't no runaway."

"I didn't say you was." Tricia frowned at me.

"I know what you were saying and I don't care anyway." I said,
fighting back some tears. "I told those girls to come with me. I told
Purdy to get them out of there cause those white folks were breaking
the law. If they'd come with me wouldn't none of them be in jail or
nothing."

"But how'd the police find out anyways..." Henna was saying.

"And where were you at?" I stared at Tricia. "You didn't show up at
all, huh! What were you doing yesterday? How come you're so lucky?"

"I was busy..." Tricia shrugged. "...I couldn't get out of the house, my
Master was with me."

"Heh." Henna snorted and now she was looking at Tricia and I'd wanted
to get the point off me and it worked, but I was dying inside.

I'd called the police and maybe my best friends were down in some
dirty basement getting raped and beat up cause of me. They were just
stupid negras and now they were in trouble. Sarah's master would sell
her for sure now, since he had that new Cuban girl anyway. Venus, her
master was her daddy, so I didn't know about her, but he wasn't going
to be too happy bout having a runaway slave on his hands. Once you
were a runaway you were a slave for life and a troublemaker too, so
far as most people cared, most owners that is. One time was all you
got and if you spoiled it, they didn't ever trust a slave again.

If it got found out that I'd been the one to call the police I wasn't
ever going to be trusted by another black person, least not at my
school where it counted right then, maybe other places too. I know
Mercy and Lilah and Tom Henry didn't blame me for doing what I done,
but the kids who'd known Sarah and Venus and Purdy, they'd blame me
easy. Nobody was gonna care I turned in some abolitionists, they were
Northerners and criminals, but friends were friends and I'd betrayed
mine.

I spent the rest of my lunch puking in the girl's bathroom and wishing
I'd never called the police at all.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Gone be eatin in the kitchen tonight." Mercy told me as soon as I
came home after school.

She and Lilah were cooking and they must have been baking fresh bread
or dinner rolls or something, cause that kitchen smelled good. The
whole house smelled good and I was smiling despite Mercy's news,
looking over Lilah's shoulder as she cut up some carrots.

"How's that?" I asked, stealing a small carrot and crunching on it.

"Suh called and he got hisself a dinner date tonight, so we be eatin
at six sharp." Mercy explained. "Sit yourself down, gone give you a
little food. You looking peaked."

"Dinner date, huh?" I shrugged and then frowned at Mercy as she put a
hand on my forehead. "I'm fine, I just got a little sick earlier."

"Little sick?" Mercy looked at me.

"My friends weren't at school today." I said. "Sarah and Venus."

"Them the ones went to that party?" Mercy was fixing me a sandwich and
I nodded.

"Yeah. Some of the girls at school said they were being raped
probably." I sighed. "You think they do that? The police?"

"They men, ain't they?" Mercy asked. "You don't go worryin bout them
negras, they built they own boat an now they sailin it."

"Yeah." I knew that, it wasn't my fault, not really. "But still, if I
hadn't called the police..."

"And then they got caught anyways? Shoot, that be you all missin and
suh gone be hell to live with then." Mercy put a plate down in front
of me. "You be glad you do the right thing; an eat some, Lilah made
that bread up fresh."

"You made the bread, Lilah?" I smiled at her and it was good bread,
fresh and still warm.

"Yes ma'am." Delilah smiled at me.

"It's good." I nodded and I had big bite in my mouth. "How'd you sleep
last night anyway?"

"Oh!" She gasped and then giggled, turning red.

"She done get up til half past eight this morning! I oughta give that
girl a lickin." Mercy complained. "Delilah on my bad side now."

"Walking a little tender too, I bet, huh!" I giggled at the fair
skinned negra as she nodded.

"A bit, ma'am." Her eyes were bright and blue. "That Tom Henry he sure
does know how to sex a girl up some."

"Shush now, talk propah." Mercy slapped the girl's knuckles with a
spoon.

"Just cause you ain't getting any, Mercy, don't mean the rest of us
can't." I grinned at the old woman and she rolled her eyes at me.

"You be good too, girl. Ain't nothing you gettin I ain't already got
no how." Mercy shook her spoon at me.

What?" I stared at her. "You and Mr. Reiser? No..." I laughed, she
hadn't meant that at all, just that she'd had her fair share of sex as
a young woman, I was sure.

"You bout finished with them carrots, girl?" Mercy ignored me and I
finished my sandwich while I watched them cook.

So, my Master had a dinner date. I figured it was with Miss Ingersoll,
since she didn't seem like the sort of person to let anything she was
interested in develop in its own sweet time. Maybe that was her debt,
Mr. Reiser changing the wager from her being his bedroom negra to
being his dinner guest. I could see that happening and, but I wished I
understood the woman a little better. She wasn't like anyone else I'd
ever met and me being a boy beneath my skirt hadn't bothered her in
the least. If she meant what she said about not coming between me and
my Master, and us being friends, that would just about make her the
best wife I might imagine for Mr. Reiser.

That made me nervous though, the way imagining something too good
will. I'm sure there were things about her I wouldn't care for, but I
didn't know right off what they might be. I didn't have a whole lot of
experience with white women anyway, except the nuns who used to teach
me at school. They didn't hardly count at all, for the obvious
reasons. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little worried about Mr.
Reiser's plan to find a wife though and I sure didn't want to end up
living in some apartment by myself, being his pet negra like I was in
a gilded cage or something. I liked the house and I liked Mercy and
Lilah and now I even liked Tom Henry. I didn't want to leave.

"Hey Tom Henry." I smiled, standing in the clothes I'd worn to
school.

"Hey Danielle." Tom Henry was up on a ladder behind the house, fixing
a gutter that had come loose during a spring storm.

"Did that Lilah fix you up last night?" I asked, twisting my hips in
my short blue skirt, pushing my tits out a little through my yellow
blouse just for him.

"Ahhhh..." He smiled and looked away, like there was something
particularly interesting in the sky.

"Oh, don't you play coy with me, Tom Henry!" I giggled. "How was it?"

"Delilah was nice and that little girl, she knows how." He finally
admitted.

"Knows how to...What, Tom Henry?" I bit my bottom lip. "What'd she do to
you last night?"

"Nah, I ain't gonna kiss and tell." He laughed. "Now you know better
than that."

"Is that right?" I gave him a teasing look. "You know how to keep a
secret?"

"I reckon I do." He nodded and he was going back to work on that
gutter.

"After dinner I'm gonna tell you my secret, Tom Henry." I promised him
and I could feel my girl cock swelling already.

"That a fact?" He said without looking at me. "What's a bedroom negra
need a secret for?"

"You'll see." I giggled. "I'm just giving you fair warning right now.
I don't want you running off again."

"I ain't gonna be running." He glanced at me, giving me a real look so
I could feel it. "No, ma'am, I ain't."

I grinned at that and wiggled my fingers at him as I turned around,
but I knew he could be running later. He probably wasn't going to be
expecting what I planned on showing him, but the boy had to find out
sooner or later and if I did it right, if I got him all warmed up and
ready for it, he wouldn't be going anywhere.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

It was almost six and our Master was home, but just to take a quick
shower and change his clothes before leaving to pick up Miss Ingersoll
at her uncle's house.

"I'm going to get Tom Henry to sex me up later." I giggled.

"Sex you up?" Mr. Reiser grinned at my reflection in the mirror as he
dressed.

"That's Lilah, I like the way she talks." I nodded.

"She's sweet." He nodded. "You're getting along with her okay?"

"Yes sir." I nodded. "We're friends."

"Good." He smiled at that. "And you're going to break in Tom Henry
tonight, huh?"

"He doesn't know about me." I laughed. "I figured Lilah would have
said something about it by now."

"Maybe she did and the boy's just being polite." Mr. Reiser said.

"No." I stuck my tongue out. "That nigger don't have a clue, but he's
gonna soon enough."

"Well, you be nice to him. I ain't gonna listen to you begging for the
whip again." My Master told me seriously. "If he ain't interested, you
don't force him."

"I won't." I said petulantly, like I was offended he'd even think such
a thing.

"Good." Mr. Reiser agreed. "I need a tie."

"I'll get it, let me pick." I hoped off the bed where I'd been laying.
"So when are you gonna bed that boy, Master?"

"Hmmm...?" Mr. Reiser was fixing his cuff links, gold and onyx.

"I know you want to, especially after last night." I said. "I ain't
gonna be mad."

"Wouldn't matter if you were." He laughed.

"I know." I sighed and found an olive tie to go with his mustard suit.
"Come to my bedroom when you get home...Pull your collar...There..."

"Your bedroom?" Mr. Reiser asked, keeping his chin high so I could fix
his tie for him.

"Tom Henry will be there, both of us, be there waiting for you." I
said softly, looking into my Master's eyes. "You take him tonight, I
want to see it."

"Is that right?" He took a little breath.

"Yes sir." I nodded and smoothed his tie. "Perfect."

"Like you." He smiled. "Give me a kiss now."

"Yes sir." I giggled and let him pull me against him and we were
kissing sweetly when Lilah knocked on the open door.

"Excuse me, sir?" She smiled nervously. "Uh, ma'am...Dani, Mercy says it
time for you to come to dinner."

"Oh, Mercy's calling me down?" I rolled my eyes. "Okay."

"Go on downstairs." Mr. Reiser gave my waist a gentle squeeze. "I'll
come waking you up later."

"You better." I giggled. "But I don't think I'm gonna be sleeping
anyway."

"And you be nice to Tom Henry."

"I'm gonna fuck his brains out, Master." I whispered, giving him one
more kiss just because I could.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Now you ain't gonna be shy, are you Tom Henry?" I smiled at him from
my bed.

I was wearing my old emerald green camisole and tap pants and it still
fit me okay, at least the bottoms did. The top was a little tight
around my breasts, but that just made it perfect. I'd taken a bath and
made myself up pretty just for him, shaving under my arms and around
my cock and balls, putting sweet smelling lotion all over my soft
black body. I'd washed my ass thoroughly too, my tight little boy
pussy, and gotten it good and ready with some KY Jelly. I knew I was
beautiful and sexy, the most beautiful woman the boy would ever know
in any sense of the word, and I was waiting just for him.

"No ma'am." He stood in the open doorway licking his lips, taking me
in from my red painted toes to my bright brown eyes.

"Ain't you ever been in a girl's bedroom before?" I teased and I
rubbed my thighs together slowly, being careful to hide my boy parts
and I was already feeling aroused.

"Uh, not so much." He smiled. "No."

"It's just like any other bedroom." I said softly. "But a man oughta
undress himself when he comes in, that'd be most proper I think."

"Are you sure it's okay if we..."

"This here's my bedroom, Tom Henry." I giggled. "Our Master don't have
any complaints about what goes on in here. You trust me on that."

"Alright." He nodded slowly and I was running a long red fingernail
around my right nipple as it pressed stiffly against the silk.

"You need some help getting undressed?" I wondered.

"No, I don't." He smiled at me. "I'm just a little...nervous, is all."

"Nervous?" I laughed at that. "I watched you cockfighting last night,
you got nothing to be nervous about. Big strong boy like you..." I
sighed playfully. "...I ain't gonna put up no fight."

"I think I'd lose if you did." He chuckled. "You ain't no Delilah
neither."

"No, I'm not." I smiled. "But I'm gonna sex you up some all the same,
Tom Henry."

He was undressing for me slowly, maybe teasing me with it just a
little and I watched his lean hard body closely as more and more of it
was revealed. He was a fine looking boy, handsome in the face and
built lean and masculine with just a touch of sensual grace that I
found very appealing. Mr. Reiser hadn't bought him just so I'd have
someone to talk to, or a boy to do the handiwork outside, Tom Henry
was sexy and our Master would want to fuck him just as badly as I did
right then.

I wondered if this wasn't Mr. Reiser's plan all along, to be patient
and let me seduce the boy and introduce him to the sort of sex my
Master enjoyed. The sort of sex only a man and a boy could share,
because despite all the window dressing, my girlish looks and feminine
charms, when it came down to the fucking, I was Mr. Reiser's boy. Tom
was gonna be his boy too, once he got used to the idea. Our Master
could have forced himself upon Tom of course, but that would have
brought Mr. Reiser no pleasure at all, not like if Tom was willing to
let his Master make love to him. All I had to do was keep the boy from
running.

"I'm gonna have to find out what they put in that cockfighting oil." I
giggled, looking at Tom's semi-hard cock as he undressed completely.
"How many times did you fuck Delilah last night?"

"Four times last night." Tom said, folding his clothes and smiling a
little shyly. "Once more this morning."

"Five times?" I grinned at him. "I hope you saved some up for me."

"I've been saving up a while, ma'am." He shrugged and now he was all
naked, his black body looking good enough to eat and I watched as cock
was swelling slowly before my eyes.

"Saving it up, huh?" I pursed my lips. "You don't ever jerk yourself
off or anything?"

"Uh, no." He shook his head. "I just try not to think about it too
much."

"Sex?" I laughed. "That's all I ever think about. Let me see you touch
yourself, go on, take yourself in your hand and get hard for me."

"I should close the door..." He glanced behind him.

"No, we'll leave that door wide open." I told him. "Master don't
believe anything good ever come from a closed door."

"But Mercy..."

"She's gonna know if that door's closed or not; we ain't hiding
anything from her." I grinned "Touch your cock for me now, I want to
see it big."

"Big?" Tom smiled and he took his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly
while I stared at him.

"Like last night." I nodded. "Like when you fucked that other boy in
the ass. How'd that feel, Tom Henry? Taking Jericho like that? Taking
that boy like he was a negra front of all those people?"

I was warming up inside and out and it was all I could do to keep from
reaching between my own brown thighs to feel my aching boy cock under
my fingers. I was hard and my penis was wet with precum already, and I
was having a hard time keeping my legs together. I felt like a virgin
on her wedding night, desperate to get that nigger between my thighs
and deep inside my carefully prepared body.

"I don't know." Tom Henry shrugged. "I was hot for it, and it wasn't
sex right then, it was just..."

"Wrestling?" I giggled and he nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, just part of the match."

"If you could fuck him again, would you do it?" I wondered. "Would you
put that boy on his knees and make him suck your big black cock?"

"Ummm..." Tom Henry narrowed his eyes a little, but he was hard now and
rubbing his dick nice while I played with my tits.

"You own that nigger now, Tom Henry, you know that?" I was nodding and
speaking the truth. "Everytime that boy sees you he knows you're the
man who took him, beat him down and raped the pride out of him."

"I don't know about..."

"I do." I said.

"Dani..." He smiled at me.

"You think I'm fooling with you, huh?" I smiled. "You'll see, you
ain't gotta believe me. You'll find out for yourself. You like that
idea too, don't you Tom Henry?"

"I don't know, maybe..."

"Your cock says you do." I lifted my eyebrows. "Your cock is hard as
steel right now, remembering what happened last night."

Yeah." He swallowed thickly.

"Come over here, let me feel it." I breathed. "Get on my bed now, I
want to feel you close."

"Goddamn, you're about the prettiest negra I ever saw, girl." Tom
Henry's voice was gentle and he was close to me now, laying down on
his left side facing me.

"Do you like me?" I whispered and I had my hand down low, feeling that
hard cock of his pulsing and rigid in my fist.

Tom Henry's cock was big too, like Mr. Reiser's, maybe even a bit
bigger and my fingers wouldn't go all the way around it. He was
uncircumcised, like most slaves I suppose, and I enjoyed pulling his
foreskin back and forth over the swollen glans, seeing it smooth and
darkly purple with his arousal. Tom was touching my breasts, playing
with me through that emerald green top I wore, and his hands were
strong and gentle.

"I like you just fine." The boy told me and we were looking in each
other's faces. "You make me wish I wasn't a slave at all."

"Is that right?" I giggled softly. "What would you be then, a white
man? Have me for your own bedroom negra?"

"No, nothing like that." He rubbed my nipple with his thumb making me
arch my back a little. "Just freeborn, enough so's I might have a
woman like you someday."

"You got me right now." I told him. "Ain't that enough?"

"Not even close, Danielle." He looked so sincere and I felt his cock
heavy in my hand, moving slightly all by itself with desire.

He kissed me softly and I kept my eyes open, watching the boy close
his and I felt the tip of his tongue playing across and then between
my lips until I parted them a moment later, inviting him inside my
willing mouth. Tom Henry pressed his hand firmly to my left breast
then, taking a handful and squeezing me hard so I moaned into his
mouth and his tongue was filling me up. I played my own against it and
then sucked him, pursing my lips around that soft mouth muscle and
hollowing my cheeks.

I felt those butterflies in my tummy, with wings of fire as the
fluttered around looking for escape. My girl cock was burning up too,
trapped between my thighs as I was being shy and hiding my secret away
for the moment. I wanted Tom Henry to love me, to want me so much he
wasn't going to care about anything else. I pressed my body against
his hand and chased the boy's tongue into his mouth finally, exploring
his wet warmth and stroking his cock slowly. I loved the way he was so
large, thick and long and muscular. We kissed for a long while like
that, taking our time and getting our bodies hot and damp with sticky
sweat.

"Take this off for me." I told him, catching my breath and letting go
of his cock so Tom Henry could pull my camisole off my body. It was
just getting in the way now.

"Yeah...Let me see those titties..." He grinned and I giggled and then
shivered and shook my long black hair free of the silk.

"Kiss them for me, kiss my nipples...Ummm..." I nodded and licked my lips,
pulling the boy's mouth to my tits as we lay back down.

He took my left nipple into his mouth, holding my breast in his hand
and massaging the firm brown flesh. He washed that long hard nub with
his tongue and then sucked on it like a bit of chandy, closing his
teeth around the base of my nipple tenderly, biting me softly so my
hot breath caught in my throat. I reached for his cock again, sliding
my hand along the length of him, nine inches of rock hard nigger penis
just for me and then I felt his balls, big ones too, befitting a prick
like that. They were the size of plums and firm in that soft hairy
sack and I rolled his testes around in my fingers and I knew that even
after fucking Delilah all night long the evening before, Tom Henry was
still full of need.

"Yeah, the other one too..." I sighed, shifting a little to bring my
right breast to the boy's lips and Tom Henry was making my tits burn
with a fever, my long black nipples popping with pleasure.

It was getting to be about impossible to contain myself. I was moving
my hips and rubbing my thighs together around my trapped penis. It was
pushed through the leg of my loose tap pants and I finally gave up,
sighing happily and holding Tom Henry's mouth on my breast, feeling
him suckle and bite my nipple while I moved closer, lifting my left
leg over his so my girl cock was free and close to his eager manhood.
I pushed myself forward until I felt my cock against his and I pulled
Tom Henry's penis to mine, working my hand blindly to hold us
together, my smallish sex sliding wetly along his much larger shaft.
We were both wet with precum and that felt so good, stroking myself
off against the boy like that.

Tom Henry lifted his mouth against that curious sensation, possibly
wondering what he was feeling as his cockhead slid along my penis,
along the underside until the smooth blunt tip found my hairless sack,
pressing against my balls and then below them so I could ride his hard
shaft. He smiled into my eyes with some happy confusion and I didn't
stop him when he looked down. I felt his whole body stiffen with
surprise when he saw my girl cock pressed to his, my hand down there
holding us together, stroking the both of us as one.

"What the hell..." He blinked and moved his hips, jerking slightly like
he might get away, but I put my hand on the boy's hip, digging my
fingers into him as I turned my face and pressed my lips to his.

"Don't...It's okay...It don't mean anything..." I whispered and I was
pushing my burning nipples against his smooth chest.

I slipped my tongue between Tom Henry's lips once again and he was
surrendering, giving into me despite the boy parts between my long
sexy legs. I was a woman everywhere else and I was using it, pressing
my woman's body against him, kissing him hard and after a few
heartbeats of anxious hesitation, the boy responded. He began moving
his tongue against mine and gave me a push with his hips, sliding his
thick cock further between my thighs so my penis pressed against his
flushed belly.

Tom Henry's hand went to my hip and then my back and then down to feel
the silk of my shorts under his fingers as played with my ass. He
gripped my firm butt and pulled me even harder, like we couldn't get
close enough in our mutual lust, and we were both making soft muffled
sounds, our humid breath mixing in that sultry kiss.

He pulled me over the top of him, Tom Henry rolling onto his back and
I wasn't letting the boy go. I straddled his hips, keeping my mouth on
his while I lifted myself, feeling for his cock and threading it
easily through the bottom of those loose tap pants. I found my ready
anus with the head of his manhood and held him steady as I pushed down
with my hips, moving slightly this way and that until I felt Tom
Henry's large cockhead insistent against my asshole. I groaned and
winced slightly, lifting my mouth to drag cool air into my burning
lungs as that huge cock split my greasy sphincter and stretched my
anus with a sensation I'd long grown accustomed to enjoying.

I sank down upon him then, smiling into his face as Tom Henry's hands
found my hips and he pulled at me, more than content with the hot
tightness of my boy pussy swallowing his big penis. I pressed my hands
to his chest then, my palms on his own small dark nipples and I was
riding that boy like a woman should, rolling my hips and rocking my
ass to take him deeper with every quickened beat of our hearts. He was
smiling up at me, forgetting all about the hard little penis I was
sporting, my balls finally resting against his soft skin and wiry
pubic hair as I found the bottom of his long cock with my well
stretched ass.

"Ummm...I love your body..." I sighed, watching Tom Henry's smooth muscles
move beneath my hands.

He was holding me tightly, his delicious grip leaving me no doubt as
to the boy's urgent need to fuck me. He pulled me down as he lifted
his hips to meet me time after time. He was fucking me good and I
leaned over him, spreading my brown ass around his thick cock so I
could hold his face in my hands, pulling his lips and mouth open with
my thumbs. I gathered spit on my tongue and let it fall into his
panting mouth following it with my fingers. I played with his tongue,
watching my saliva pool in his mouth while he moaned, driving his cock
deep.

We kissed again, Tom Henry's tongue making love to me, pushing into
the depths of my hungry mouth so I could suck at it while we fucked.
My hard little penis was bouncing as we moved faster, slapping wetly
against his skin and then becoming trapped between us as he held my
ass firmly, his orgasm getting closer.

"Don't cum...No..." I breathed, giggling and pulling myself away from him,
lifting my burning rectum from his turgid desire and Tom Henry groaned
and smiled at my teasing.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his face even darker than usual,
panting for air as I fell down beside him, curling up close despite
the heat and damp of our bodies.

"Taking a little break, let you cool off some." I smiled. "You don't
get to cum yet...We gotta wait..."

"Oh shit, girl." He rolled his eyes and kissed me. "Wait for what?"

"For our Master." I kissed him back and Tom Henry's eyes widened, but
he didn't protest as I slipped my tongue once more between his soft
lips.


End of chapter 22

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