WARNING: This story contains extreme racist scenes and slurs. This story takes place in the south before the civil war and is about a Caucasian girl dominating two Afro-Americans. In this story you may find racist slurs and the N-word used frequently. This is only to make the story more realistic and NOT to alienate or offend people of color

ABIGAIL’S TWO DAY GIFT

April 10, 1862, Huntsville, Alabama

It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining in the sky and everywhere on the plantation there was a cheerful atmosphere, cheerful as it can be, being a cotton plantation in the northern part of Alabama during the Civil War. Abigail Smith woke up on this beautiful day with a big smile on her face, it was her eighteenths birthday. For over five years she bugged her father, who was a slave owner, to buy her two private slaves that only she could punishing. For the past couple of years only she knew how wet she would get down there just thinking that one day two beautiful slaves will be in her possession.
Her dad owned a big plantation with hundreds of slaves but none of them tickled Abigail’s fancy. Every time she heard the whip cracking on one of her father’s Negroes she imagined herself being alone with a very pretty Negro girl. Sometimes late at night, whenever someone was punished, she would open her window and masturbate while listening to the sound of the whip cracking. She always wanted that power, and today she would get it. Today her father promised Abby to take her with him to the slave market and buy all the necessary tools in order for her to punish any slave she desired. Also her father told her that afterwards he will buy her two beautiful slave girls that would only answer to her. She was very exciting knowing the fun she will have with her new properties.
As she finished getting dressed she was disrupted by her father who entered the room with a gift. The package was a very long white box with a large red bow on it. As Abigail opened the box she was ecstatic to find a very long whip, with five leather tail, a rattan cane and a wooded paddle; this painful devices were given to her in order to properly train her slaves any time she wanted to. After she put on her leather boots, Abby and father left for the slave market.
On the way, Abby’s heart was pounding like a drum; she couldn’t wait to get her hand on the two Negroes that soon will be in her care. Ridding through the hot humid weather of Alabama, Abby imagined her perfect slaves; tall will dark skin, perky round breasts and asses she could whip anytime she felt like it. Thinking about the fun she will have with her Negroes she started to get a little wet. The tension was really killing her.

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