After a few days my burned skin was feeling better thanks to the cooling, soothing gel the nurse would apply every few hours. She also took the opportunity to hold up my cock. Of course the feeling made my dick hard. "I haven't seen this big a dick on a white man before; maybe that's why they wanted to brand it. They put to the WW right up the shaft. You do know it was Winnie who wanted you branded."
After the nurse left my cell, Leroy came in. "We need to put you to work, boy!" What these sadistic folks didn't know is that I was raised on a farm in Iowa. I knew how to work a plow, drive a tractor and paint fences. I used to watch my uncle work a combine. So when this monster led me out to the fields, he allowed me to wear a sun hat, a pair of shorts and some shoes. There was a large wooden fence that surrounded the property. He pointed to a bucket of white paint, some drop cloths and a paint brush. "Have it painted by dark!"
Looking further, there were three rails with an opening six inches off the ground. So I fit the drop cloths along the bottom of the fence, so I wouldn't get paint on the grass. I started my chore, painting at a fast clip, moving the drop cloths every so often.
When I reached fifty yards, I felt the eyes of someone in back of me. "Getting thirsty boy?" Looking around I saw the rounded, dark face of a man who was obviously tormenting me. "Yes but I must complete this chore."...."Are refusing my offer boy?"...No sir, I'd to have some water sir."...The man smiled at me, poured some water into a tall glass and took a long swig of the clear liquid. My mouth was parched as I saw him pour out a second glass of water. "Want that boy?"...."Yes sir." He gave me a long wicked grin and poured it on the ground. I gave him a hateful glare. He sneered. "Got something to say boy?" This man wasn't as big as Leroy, but he had muscles on top of muscles. So I only replied, "No sir!" ..."That's better, boy. Because if you did, I'd drag you to whipping post!" I swallowed hard, "Yes sir."
The man laughed out loud. "But I do have something for you to drink. On your knees boy!" After those twenty cocks I sucked off the other night, I took his cock in my mouth like it was nothing, but when he grabbed my hair and began mouth-fucking me I thought I'd puke when I tasted his unclean manhood repeatedly being rammed in and out of my oral cavity. When I swallowed he merely knocked me to ground. "Get back to work boy!"