Here is my second story, as promised. I hope you like it, and it will be continued depending on how well is is received. Thank You so much for reading my first story, and encouraging me to write another.


This is a story of a young 18 year old submissive white girl of the 1840’s, who is made a slave by, and for her 20 year old black slave maid. She is forced to service the black maid and her older slave brother, who is charged by the young white girl’s papa to take care of his hunting dogs. If you are offended by the subject of fantasy slavery, white and black couplings, or bestiality, do not read this story.



The Enslavement of Kathryn

By

Petlover54

Kathryn was roughly awakened from a deep sleep by her maid. Putting her mouth to Kathryn’s ear, Molly said. “Wake up you lazy girl, I have something you need to do.” Kathryn fought to understand what was going on. It was still pitch dark outside and she wasn’t used to getting up in the middle of the night. She couldn’t understand why her maid would wake her at such an hour, and could only mutter. “What’s happening, why did you wake me up at this time of night?” As she slid out of her warm bed, she was led by Molly out onto the veranda that surrounded the mansion. “Don’t you worry about why, you just do what I tell you, and go where I say you go… and with that, Kathryn was led down the outside steps, and across the broad yard, towards her papa’s dog kennel?

Kathryn was becoming frightened as she was led further and further from the house clad only in her thin nightgown. Being a small delicate girl, she had always done as she was told by everyone in her family, and had never been able to stand up to her parents. Since her mother had died a year and a half ago, Molly, one of her papa’s slaves, and her maid, had seemed to exert more and more control over her, and she couldn’t seem to do anything about it. It started after her mother’s funeral with Molly, who was 2 years older at 20, telling her she should change her clothes, and then she told her what to wear. Kathryn was despondent over the death of her mother, and it was just easier to do as she was told, even if Molly was just her slave girl. This quickly became the norm, as long as her papa wasn’t around. If he was, everything was “don’t you think you should do this or that” instead of ordering her to do it outright, like she did when her papa was gone, but she knew it was an order none the less. For some reason, Kathryn found that she liked being told what to do, finding that it excited her to be ordered about by her black slave girl. Molly’s power over the young white girl had rapidly expanded after that, to include just about everything in her life.

Being drug across the yard, Kathryn thought back to two weeks ago. Molly had started to make her do naughty things to her, to make her put her mouth on her private place. This frightened her, because she found that it was exciting her so much that she couldn’t refuse, and made her private place become very wet and liquid, her belly feeling as if it had a knot in it. The more she was made to do these things, the more excited she became, and the less she was able to resist doing what she was ordered to do. Molly would order her to suck on her nipples and lick her between her legs, to stick her tongue right between her girlie lips. God help her, she was ashamed of herself, but she liked being made to do it because it made her feel as if she were melting between her legs. It made her aware of a deep need in her belly, but she didn’t know what that desperate need was.

This had gone on several times a day for a week or so. Then while she was licking Molly’s slit like she had been ordered to do, Molly began to squeeze and knead Kathryn’s breasts, causing feelings she had never felt before. She found herself pushing her soft breasts into Molly’s hands. Her dress was quickly unfastened and pulled down off her shoulders to expose her milky white breasts. Molly cupped the firm mounds in her hands, and began rolling the pale pink nipples between her thumb and forefingers.

The touch of her black slaves’ hands on her hot flesh caused her large pink areoles to crinkle up as her nipples hardened. Her private place twitched and clenched, and became soaked with her juices as her nipples sent sharp jolts of pure pleasure directly to her cunny. The feeling quickly became so overpowering, that she could hardly catch her breath. As Molly lowered her face, and took a nipple into her mouth, Kathryn let out a long whimpering moan of pleasure. At the same time she felt Molly’s hand pull her dress up to her waist, and put her hand through the opening of her pantaloons, touching her soft and wet cunny. Kathryn squirmed in excitement and also with a little fear, but couldn’t help spreading her legs a little. Nobody had ever touched her there, and she was shocked to feel the explosive sensations of her first touch, even as Molly pushed her finger between the fully flushed and pouting lips of her sex. She gasped and shivered in the excitement, knowing she was helpless and could do nothing to stop her. Suddenly she lost control of her hips and began to hump up against Molly’s hand and questing finger, desperately wanting more of the new and wonderful feeling causing waves of pleasure deep in her belly.

Molly felt elation at the way Kathryn was submitting to her so easily. She had to make sure that she wasn’t allowed to orgasm yet. She wanted her to beg and ask for permission to orgasm. Molly wanted Kathryn to know in her own mind, that Molly, and only Molly, controlled her pleasure and that the more she submitted, the more pleasure she would be allowed. She new what Kathryn was feeling, she had planned for this a long time. She had worked long hours struggling to learn to read and write in secret, aware she would have been whipped, or worse, if she’d been discovered. If things progressed as she hoped it would, she would become the beautiful white girls’ owner in the end. She knew there were many forms of slavery, and it was what was in your mind that made you a slave. Molly fully intended to make sure Kathryn was convinced in her own mind that her greatest desire was to be the black girls slave.

Molly knew that Kathryn’s papa wasn’t well, and having no male children, Kathryn would inherit all 5000 acres of the plantation, including 326 slaves, and a beautiful house in Mobile, Alabama. Molly intended to control everything. The only thing that could stop her was if Kathryn’s papa married her off before he died. She meant to see that Kathryn wouldn’t be able to accept that.

Reaching the kennel, Molly opened the door leading to the small office used as a place to gather the Master’s friends. This is where they dickered over whose dog was going to breed whose bitches, and what it was going to cost. They haggled for hours on end, and Molly thought they sounded like a bunch of old women at a dress shop. She pulled Kathryn though the room to another door leading to a smaller room, used to treat the dogs when they were sick. Or if they were unlucky, spayed or castrated, when deemed not fit to breed. Kathryn stood there in her night gown. “What are we doing here? I don’t understand Molly? Is there something wrong with the dogs?” She said, totally confused, her mind unable to explain her maids strange behavior. Suddenly, a door at the other end of the room opened and Molly’s brother Ben came in. He was a huge man, 6’ 2’’ tall with wide shoulders with a narrow waist and hips. His legs were like small tree trunks and looked like they would hold up the world.

Molly led Kathryn over to a heavy wooden treatment table. It had a marble top that was worn smooth by years of heavy use. Ben quickly stepped up behind her, and putting his hand on the back of her neck, surprised her, as he forced her forward, bending her over the table with her feet still on the floor. Kathryn’s face was pressed hard into the marble top, as Molly grabbed her wrists and stretched her arms out above her head. Taking narrow leather straps, she tied Kathryn’s wrists to the table so that her arms were reaching for the far corners on the long table. Finished with that, she pulled each of her legs to the side and tied them to the table legs, leaving her legs spread obscenely. This had all taken place in less than two minutes, though it seemed much longer to Kathryn.

When Kathryn was released by Ben, she began to cry and plead with Molly. “Why are you doing this to me? Please… Let me go… I don’t want to be here… Please Molly, please.” Molly looked at her and smiled, then walked around behind her and reaching down, grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up to her waist, exposing her pale taunt buttocks and the puffy bulge of her pussy. Pulling roughly up on the fabric, she tucked it under Kathryn’s belly, and let the rest lie on her back. Kathryn was mortified, she was naked from the waist down, and Ben was looking at her bottom and private place. Her face burned in embarrassment. She closed her eyes in shame, realizing she was becoming aroused, her pussy was becoming very wet, and her little button was starting to swell. Oh God, why is this happening she thought, as her body betrayed her. Why did she become so excited when she felt so exposed and humiliated?

Molly lowered her hand to Kathryn’s cunny, taking note of her swelling clit, and the pretty pink outer lips of her sex, that were even now beginning to flush and fill with blood, making them pooch out more and more. Taking her finger, she began to run it lightly up and down in the wetness between Kathryn’s cunny lips, pressing a little harder until her finger was almost buried out of sight between the slick plump lips, dragging back and forth over her clit with each stroke. Finally speaking, she said. “Kathryn, I have decided that you are going to be my own private pussy. You will do as you are told, and in return, I will give you indescribable pleasure. Would you like that, my sweet pussy?” Kathryn heard what she said, but didn’t know what she meant. She was breathing very hard, almost panting, but she managed to ask. “What do you mean? Do you mean that you want to play with my private place whenever you like? What would people say if they found out? Molly laughed and replied. “No Kathryn, I mean that you will belong to me, you will be my slave, and do as I tell you because I own you. You will be made to f*** who and what I tell you to f***, and be bred to whoever I say can breed you. You will become my property.”

These words terrified, and chilled Kathryn to the bone, but at each phrase… My slave… I will own you… f***… breed you… my property… She became almost frantic with lust. God forgive her, she couldn’t help feeling her cunny clench again and again at each revelation. Her excitement was mounting to the point where she would welcome anything for some relief from the intense sensations that were coursing through her. It didn’t help that in the back of her mind, she knew Ben was watching his sister stroke her sopping wet cunny, and she could do nothing but respond to the finger that was teasing her incessantly. She felt that something wonderful was about to happen. The sensations were increasing second by second; towards she knew not what, only that she was desperate to get there. Again and again Kathryn was brought to the edge of the precipice, and denied her sweet release.

Suddenly, she felt Molly stop and take her finger away, leaving her mad for more, leaving her feeling agonizingly unfulfilled. “Please don’t stop… Please, please, please don’t stop. Give me your finger… Oh god… Put it back, you’re driving me mad.” Blubbered Kathryn, as she began to sob with the intense loss of sensation between her legs. Molly smiled to herself, becoming wet between her own legs, at the sound of Kathryn’s begging. Softly, she whispered into the beautiful white girls’ ear. “Will you accept your future as my slave? Will you accept my ownership over your life and future? You can feel this excitement over and over again as my property.” Kathryn struggled with her emotions, and with the overwhelming intensity of excitement that flooded her body at the thought of being Molly’s slave, against everything she had been taught was proper for a young white girl in the South. “Oh God… Please, you mustn’t… I mustn’t… Oh, oh… ahhhhhhh… please have mercy… Please God, this isn’t riiiighht… aaawwuu.”

Molly was so happy to see the struggle the young girl was going through, knowing that the harder the acceptance came, the more sure she could be of her control of her beautiful white f*** slave. She turned to Ben and pointed to the far door leading to where the dogs were housed. He knew what she wanted and returned soon, with a huge beautiful hunting dog. These dogs were a mixture of many breeds, and were all trained to hunt, both other animals, and runaway slaves. Part mastiff, part wolfhound, and a third part bloodhound, they were very good at what they did. They were also trained to capture female slaves in a particularly arousing way, arousing for the human hunters at least. Ben brought the dog around behind Kathryn, and held him back just enough so that he couldn’t lick her, but could get a good sniff of her cunny juices. He was going wild, and it was all the big man could do to hold him back.

In a sensuous voice, Molly purred into her captive’s ear “Kathryn, do you want more? Are you ready to feel the most erotic feeling a little white slave can have?” Her cunny convulsed at hearing the words “little white slave” and she could only focus on the mad craving it caused in her feverishly hot sweetness, as Molly asked if she wanted more. Kathryn fought her raging excitement, but the sweet agony was too much, and unaware of the dogs’ presence, pleaded. “Yes… Oh God… Yes please… More, give me more, I’ll do anything you want… Just don’t stop now, I can’t bear it.” As she wiggled and humped her hips as much as her position permitted. Molly nodded to Ben, and he gave the huge dog a little more slack. Immediately the dog began to sniff at Kathryn’s sex, and recognizing the smell of a bitch in heat, he began to lick her furiously.

Kathryn screamed at the first touch of the dogs’ tongue on her soaking pussy, and was deeply shaken as she realized what was happening. She had expected Molly to continue to stroke her cunny with her finger, not this… not this. “Please Molly, stop him... please… don’t let him lick me… He…He’s a dog.” Kathryn pleaded. With a stern voice, Molly answered. “You agreed to be f***** and bred to who, or what ever I say. Even as the words “f*****”, and “bred” exploded in her mind, she came hard, her cunny twitching in her first orgasm. Her hips pumped wildly in a deep primal reaction to the spasms created deep in her belly.

Molly went on “You will love being licked by a dog. In fact, you will loose your virginity to a dog, become his bitch, and learn to love and crave his huge shaft, and the feel of his seed pumping into you.” Kathryn was helpless and each revelation of Molly’s plans for her caused more orgasms, each stronger than the last. Unable to catch her breath, Kathryn gasped out. “Your…uuhhh... haaahhh… nnn… not… ahhhhh… not going to… huhhhaaaaaa… going to breed me… to… a dog? You can’t mean it, ohhhhhh God… unnnnnhhhh… please, no… Molly, please… noooooo.” As hard as she tried to make sense of what Molly had said, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The dogs licking and the feel of his tongue passing over her clit and in between her swollen pussy lips made it hard for her to think at all. Deep waves of pleasure were washing over her, as she pushed back and unconsciously arched her back to give him better access to her wet sex.

Each time she felt the crushing, mindless ecstasy, she felt she was being denied something more. As the dog continued to lick her red bloated pussy lips and swollen clit, the desperation for a deeper, more primal need became stronger and stronger. Molly began whispering into her ear.” Do you see how wonderful it would be for you to be my slave, to have the pleasure of release whenever I give you permission? Each time you are bred, you will feel the same bliss you are being given now, only much more so.” Kathryn’s body screamed with frustration and her hips humped wildly, tying to force its way to completion she had yet to experience. Finally Kathryn couldn’t fight it any more and she pleaded with Molly. “Please Molly… Yes… merciful God… yes, I’ll be your… your slave, please don’t torture me like this. Give me what I need… Please Molly? I need it so bad… I’ll be your slave and do what ever you want… ahhhhh… please… pleeeeaasssseee.”

Molly almost came herself at hearing Kathryn begging to be her slave. She wasn’t foolish enough to think the young white girl meant what she said, but it was a good start, and over time, she would submit. She nodded to her brother, and he gave the dog all the slack the huge dog needed, as he mounted his bitch. Kathryn felt the weight of the dog come down on her back, and if she hadn’t been bent over the table, she didn’t think she could have held him up. His height was just about right with her in the position she was in, for his cock to find her sopping wet pussy without any trouble, and giving a good shove, lodged himself several inches into her belly. Kathryn screamed with pain as the dogs’ shaft lodged against her maidenhead. The pain was terrible, but the dog reared back and with a fierce thrust, plunged through her hymen, and buried his massive cock into her cunt. She screamed out and almost fainted with the quick sharp pain of her tearing flesh, and felt the massive shaft stretch her, and drive past her maidenhead to lodge deep in her body.

Kathryn was stunned; she had not even known there would “be” any pain. Her parents had kept her ignorant of anything sexual. Crying to Molly, she said. “Please Molly… make him stop… It hurts so bad… ahhhhhhh… Don’t let him do this to me… Please Molly… Please make it stop.” Knowing how ignorant Kathryn was about sex, she decided to use her ignorance. “Kathryn, you must bear the pain for a little while, soon it will turn into the most blissful pleasure, and you won’t be able to get enough. It “is” starting to feel good, isn’t it?” Surprised, Kathryn realized that it was true, the pain was fading and being replaced with growing feelings of pleasure. The dog was lodged deep inside her, and her body shook with his furious thrusting, as he pounded relentlessly in and out of her pussy. She felt something warm and wet trickling down her leg, and knew she must be bleeding, but didn’t want him to stop. The pleasure was building faster and faster, and she began to push back at the huge dog, eager to get more of that hot swollen shaft, wanting it deeper.

Soon, Kathryn’s whole world shrank to just the pleasure of the dogs cock thrusting deep into her pussy. Nothing else mattered, not Molly, and not Ben, just the stroking of the cock deep in her belly. Suddenly she felt something swelling inside of her, stretching her, and as it stretched her, his cock was pulled deeper and deeper into her. She could feel his huge shaft swelling also, and without warning, she was pushed over the edge into her first orgasm with a hard shaft deep inside. Her head arched back, the muscles and cords of her neck bulging and straining, and a look of pure ecstasy came over her face. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her cunt pulsed and clutched frantically, trying to milk the seed from the dogs huge cock.

Before she could calm down, she felt him start throbbing inside her, and suddenly realized he was be pumping his seed into her. The thought of being made to take a dogs seed inside of her, terrified her, but it couldn’t stop her body from betraying her as she came again and again. Thinking that the seed filling her was even now, making her pregnant, she came again, as she felt the heavy throbbing and spurting that was flooding her womb. Again and again she felt the massive cock shoot powerful jets of sperm into her, and she couldn’t help being deliriously excited, but also deeply ashamed because she was totally helpless to stop him.

Kathryn lay exhausted on the table, the dogs cock still throbbing occasionally, and she felt his hot cum leaking from around his tight knot, and down her legs. She was so ashamed of reacting this way to his mounting her, like a bitch in heat, and was terrified of what the consequences would be. Ben had seen everything, and even now in her humiliation, her pussy clenched in guilty pleasure knowing he had seen her being bred like a bitch. She lay there catching her breath and feeling totally dominated by the huge dog that held her helplessly tied to him with his huge knot. Relief and a deep sense of loss fought each other in her mind, as she felt the dogs cock slowly shrink and finally slip out of her with a wet sucking sound, releasing a flood of his seed to gush out and flow down both of her inner thighs.

Molly had watched as Kathryn bucked and plunged in pleasure under the giant dog. She was so excited at the sight, she had cum just watching. The sight of Kathryn’s sopping wet and still twitching cunt, with the dog’s sperm oozing out and down her legs, caused a sense of elation deep in her soul. Her plans were progressing better than she had hoped.

Kathryn was so ignorant of sex, that she thought the dog could make her pregnant. What a foolish girl, and at that moment, an addition to her plan came to her. Molly did not like men, and knew she could never bring herself to make love to a man, even for a child. Why not make Kathryn breed black babies for her? She could have her mounted by the dogs every day, and when she was ripe, have Ben breed her. Not right away, but when the time was right. Somehow she could make it work, maybe substitute puppies for the baby during the delivery. It could work, if she figured out how to have Ben breed her without her knowing, maybe a touch of laudanum, to make her loose her senses. She would ask the old witchy woman, that took care of the sick and dying on the plantation.Yes, she might be able to make it work, and Kathryn would never be able to marry if she thought she was pregnant with a dogs get.







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Ah dearest petlover54

That's a story to my taste... so please continue I really burn to know how the macciavellic plan of Molly develops.

Any reason why Molly doesn't like men?

How about some [CENSOR] to spice the story a little more up...

With love
Chaniffa

Oh my god this was a fantastic story. I loved it. I want more, more, more.

Oh yes!!!! I just love it...PLEASE continue this erotic story. You've got my juices flowing good now! DoggyBred

Very good! Thank you for writing such a hot story.

petlover54,

You write an excellent story, so real, so arrousing, I can't wait to read more.


If i could vote you would have a big 10 from me!!!! :puppykiss:

YES! Very good. Loved it

Thank you everyone, for your encouragement. 6 replies in 473 reads, is better than I had with my first story(6 for 1000) HA.

Chaniffa, the answer is because she was never allowed to say no, nor given a chance to say with whom. Sad to say, but was all to true in the 1840 South. Thanks for your post.

Scratchme, I shall work diligently for you, to feed your voracious appetite for beasty love stories.HAAAAhhh, you little devil you.

Doggybred, Thank you for your post too. It means a lot to me, seeing as how I love your Doggy Marriage story so much.

Allidog, Doggirljulie. and Gloryhlover, I thank you too, for your posts, and you kind words. I was afraid some people would concentrate to much on the slave thing, and not the fantasy of it all. You have all reassured me that people here can look past that sort of thing. Thank you all.

Pet :P

What a wonderful story, petlover54! I am soooo hot right now. I can't wait to read more...I hope Kathryn's father has many more dogs for his daughter to "enjoy" And I also hope Ben gets a chance to pleasure Kathryn as well?

Thank you...if I could vote you'd definately get a 10 from me. :kiss:

... eer ... ahhh .... fucking WOW!!!!! :P

if therer are not enough replies the mean reason is that we aee all lazy to write but very happy to read so please go on with the storyyou deserve more than a 10 from me

Very imaginative and sexy. The dominance theme, mixed with the interracial elements, becomes incandescent...especially like the impregnation musings. Please continue. Great start!!

Wow. Please keep writing, this is great!
DarkShadow

Great story like what I seen so far.

:inlove: Wow another wonderful story from you! I can't wait to read more! Please don't stop writing this story.