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- The Servant
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- Miss Jane Weatherhead sighed with relief as her husband finallt
- left through the front hall door.
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- She quickly sped up the stairs towards the quarters to the serv-
- ant's room of their recently aquired state house.
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- The servant was sitting carefully mending his masters shoes for
- his return, and did not see the mistress of the house untill she
- was standing directly beside him. he dropped the shoes he was
- working on, and immediately stood up at attention.
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- Jane Weatherhead enjoyed the attention from their African serv-
- ant. They had only moved into their home earlier that fall, and
- servants were still very much a novelty to her.
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- You have been instructed to follow my every wish she asked of
- him.
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- Yes Mistress Weatherhead he replied briskly.
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- Well then she said quietly, I shall be needing your service in
- the master bedroom for a few moments she requested, as she led
- him quickly to her marital bedroom which she shared with her
- husband.
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- she closed the door and locked with a key which she slipped under
- her dresser as her husband's servant was entering the room.
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- As he turned around, she asked him if he had ever been spying on
- her while she was changing in the private bedroom.
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- No he stammered appologetically, he had never done such a thing.
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- He began sweating heavily as Miss Weatherhead put her face up to
- his and stared into his face accusingly.
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- He almost screamed aloud as Miss Weatherhead slowly cupped his
- balls and began twisting them fiercely. Is this what you were
- looking for she asked through gritted teeth.
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- I -NO mistress he answered anxiously, and he stumbled backwards
- as Miss WEatherhead finally let go of his genitals.
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- Come over here she said, patting the place beside her on the
- mster bed.
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- I would like to try an experiment, a friend has recently told me
- that you blacks have special sexual talents, and I wish to expe-
- rience them.
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- The servant began to shake with nervousness, as Miss Weatherhead
- began to remove her many petticoats and dresses and underdresses.
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- Finally she was naked before him and the servant could not help
- staring at the sight of a fully naked white woman.
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- Mis Weatherhead began to firmaly remove his clothes, as the
- servant eagerly touched her breasts, slapping them together with
- his motions.
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- Her breasts at 38 niches seemed like monsters compared to his
- wife's shrivelled 30 inch breasts.
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- Miss Weatherhead pulled hi down on top of her, and settled
- herself comfortably under him.
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- Now what is it that you blacks do now she asked.
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- Well, he ponderd, you see, we have to tilt you up to the proper
- angle missy. he instructed her carefully all along as he gripped
- her at her hips, and tilted her pelvis to the proper angle and
- thrust his powerfully erect penis deep inside of ver vagina.
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- The tightness and the dryness of her hole nearly scratched his
- oily cock to bleeding, and he realised that she must be virgin.
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- You have never done this before have you missy he asked.
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- No, my husband and I have never engaged in this sort of activity,
- it never seemed appropriate she answered.
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- He began rapidly massaging her protuding pink clitoris, to make
- her gradual produce some much needed lubrication, as miss Weath-
- erhead visibly relaxed as his penis thrust much more easily in
- and out of her.
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- I say, that does feel better she whispered into his ear, as she
- pressed her neck into his shoulder.
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- Missy, would you mind pushing a bit too he asked in exasperation.
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- Oh - my goodness, I'm sorry, I completely forgot about you, she
- said as she began forcefully pushing back.
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- He was about to ask her to take it easy a bit, but he soon
- changed his mind as the tightness of her vagina began to do the
- trick.
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- Soon he felt himself rising towards the edge, and he began to
- warn Miss Weatherhead of the following events.
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- Miss Weatherhead replied that she too felt unbelievable feelings
- approaching, and he desperately tried to withdraw. But Miss
- Weatherhead kept him down on her by force, and he desperately
- tried to explain to her why he must separate from her.
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- We will make a baby together and your husband he be very angry,
- pleaded the black servant.
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- But Miss Weatherhead simply replied: The nerve of you thinking to
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- have my child! why the idea is revolting, and it never could be
- possible! I am white you are black, it is not possible for you to
- get a white woman pregnant.
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- And The servant reluctantly continued as his end neared, and soon
- the feeling of Miss Weatherhead's virgin vagina clamping force-
- fully was all he could take, as he released his full load of
- semen into her vagina coating her sides thickly with warm whit-
- ness, and sending his sperm swimming up into her womb.
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- Miss Weatherhead kept on thrusting herself up onto him for quite
- some moments before her climaxed subsided, she slid out from him,
- as a thick trail of semen oozed out onto her thighs, and his
- penis bumped against her stomach and breasts as she manoeuvered
- next to him, leaving patches of drip from her belly button and
- nipples.
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- She thanked the servant, and gave him 2 Guineas for his service,
- and sent him on his way with a promise to tell no-one, and re-
- dressed herself, and continued with her eading of a favourite
- novel.
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- Written by: The Dot-Man
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