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When I opened my eyes I was looking into the face of a young man a little older than myself. I knew this day was coming but I was shocked just the same.
He was introduced to me as Josh and that my surprise was that Josh was to be my husband. I had no voice in the subject and the wedding date had already been agreed upon.
I had governesses from time to time, but daddy, soon or later, would try to bed them and they would leave. She made special dishes for me for when daddy wasn't looking.
She treated me like I was her daughter and I loved her for it. He made sure that I was taught the difference between black people, slaves, and us.
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The house was always full of people, music, wonderful foods, and lots of other beautiful things.
But as I got older I started seeing things I wished I hadn't. I remember one time a husband found out his wife was fucking several of his black slaves.The other women shaved her head and she was forced to leave town with nothing but the clothes on her back. Another rule for plantation living was that fathers arranged dates and marriages for their daughters.Most of the time it was a business deal, plain and simple. Even with the rules working against us, we found time to do things and go places.It most not have been the first time he had done this to her because she didn't have any trouble with having her throat fucked. I knew when he was about to cum by the noises he was making. I still could see her throat bulge as my father's cock shot off.He told her to swallow all of it or she would be punished. Near the end of the evening my father gathered everyone around us.