Nellie's New Master

"Yes, sir." Rick watched his new house slave walk into the kitchen and couldn't help wondering about this timid, beautiful woman who had so recently come into his possession. Nellie was a belated wedding present to Rick and Victoria (Rick's wife). Rick was unsure why her previous owner had gotten rid of her; he only knew his father-in-law had acquired Nellie. Rick, personally, did not agree with the slave owning philosophy but recognized that, as a rich white man in southern Virginia (and the fact that he had a VERY prominent father-in-law), it was expected of him. Rick gave his slaves time off and had NEVER taken a whip to any of his people. However he knew better than to let anyone know he felt compassion for the Negro people, otherwise, he would lose everything he had worked so hard for.

As Nellie approached the dining room table with dessert, Rick watched her with interest. Obviously of mixed blood, Nellie was about 5'5" with shoulder-length curly auburn hair, green eyes with gray flecks throughout, skin the color of a pecan shell and absolutely beautiful to look at. He guessed her age to be about 22 or 23. He couldn't help but notice how her worn house dress hugged her body as she walked. Rick also knew he didn't appreciate the flustered feeling he got around this girl. "That will be all Nellie." Anything to get her away from him for awhile.

"Actually, Nellie," Victoria said, "I'd like a bath. Go upstairs and draw the water for me."

"Yes ma'am," Nellie whispered as she walked towards the stairs. Rick looked at his wife of six months and wondered, not for the first time, what he had gotten himself into. Victoria was about Nellie's height; the similarities ended there. Rick's wife reminded him of a wolverine: small beady eyes, sharp features, vicious looking. The only reason he had married her was because of what it could do for his auction business. As if reading his thoughts, Victoria glared at her husband before getting up from the table and heading to her room. "Is this really worth it," Rick couldn't help but think to himself as he sighed, then walked into his study.

About 1/2 hour later, Rick heard footsteps. He looked up in time to see Nellie pass by his study door. "Oh, Nellie." Nellie walked back to his door, "Yes, sir?"

"Uh, never mind."

"Goodnight, sir."

"Goodnight, Nellie." Rick sighed. During his six month marriage, Victoria had allowed him to share her bed twice. Rick had thrown himself into his work but now, having Nellie around, he was reminded that he was a man and that men have needs. Rick decided to go upstairs and try to convince his wife to help him out with his need. 10 minutes (and one hellacious argument) later, Rick was slamming Victoria's bedroom door and walking towards the stairs. Rick stormed down the stairs, trying to rid himself of the images of strangling his mean, hateful wife. As he walked towards the study, he noticed the door to the basement and wondered what his beautiful Nubian princess was doing. Rick got a candle from the kitchen then walked down the basement stairs, looking for Nellie. He found her in the corner sitting on her mat, wrapped in a thin blanket, beautiful green eyes wide, tears streaming down her face. "Why, Nellie, what's the matter?"

"I'm scared of the dark," Nellie whispered so quietly that Rick almost didn't hear her. Rick stared at her, not quite believing what he was hearing. "What did you say?"

"I'm scared of the dark," Nellie repeated a little louder. Surprised by what he had just heard, Rick said, "I'm sorry Nellie. I didn't know. I'll leave the candle when I leave, okay?" Now it was Nellie's turn to stare. Rick chuckled. "What's the matter Nellie, not used to someone doing something nice for you?" Nellie wanted to answer him but knew the wrong thing could get her the whip. Rick saw her dilemma and sat beside her as he waited for an answer. While he waited, Rick couldn't help but notice that Nellie's blanket covered a nude and well developed body; very curvy just like he liked them, unlike his damn wife. Being this close to Nellie, Rick knew he would not be leaving this room without having her.

When Nellie realized Rick expected an answer she said, "Well...sir, I've never had anyone be nice to me before," hoping this was a safe answer and would keep her out of trouble. "I'll be nice to you, Nellie," Rick said as he leaned in and kissed Nellie on the lips, softly at first then with more pressure. Pulling away Rick said, "I want to see you." Nellie began to unwrap her blanket as Rick anxiously waited. As the blanket fell away from her body, Rick saw scars and bruises on Nellie's breasts, stomach and thighs. "Stand up," Rick told Nellie, hoping it was a trick of the light and that he wasn't seeing what he thought he was seeing. Realizing it wasn’t a trick Rick said, "Turn around, slowly," unable to keep the anger out of his voice. He was seething, unable to believe that someone could damage this woman's beautiful body. Nellie's back, butt and thighs was covered with scars and bruises as well. Whoever had done this to her didn't want anyone to know of his cruelty - he had made sure to keep all the 'evidence' in the areas covered by her house dress. Hearing the anger in Rick's voice, and believing she was the cause of it, Nellie began silently crying. Once the circle was complete, Nellie waited for her whipping. "What in the hell did they do to you?" Nellie, unsure what she was hearing, timidly raised her eyes to meet her master's. This man appeared to be hurting for her, but she knew this wasn't the way of white people. Rick wanted to tell Nellie that no matter what she would always be beautiful but didn't trust himself to speak. He decided to let his actions speak for him. Getting to his knees, Rick reached for Nellie, gently pulling her to him. He then began lightly kissing the scars on her thighs, then her belly and, last, her breasts.

When finished, he lay back on her mat and held his hand out to her. Nellie took his hand then lay down beside her master. Rick leaned over and softly kissed Nellie. "I will never be cruel to you, Nellie, and I'll never hurt you," Rick whispered. "Do you trust me?" Nellie, wanting to believe this could be true, shook her head yes. She also wanted more of what her body felt when Rick was kissing her. "When we're together like this, Nellie, I want you to call me Rick." Eyes wide, Nellie replied, "Yes, sir. Um, I mean Rick, sir." Rick leaned over, kissed Nellie's eyes then began kissing her neck. "Uunnnggg," Rick heard Nellie moan. He licked his way down her body until he got to her breasts. Rick began sucking on/playing with her nipples, alternating between both breasts until her nipples were hard as rocks. Nellie's breathing started coming faster and harder. Rick began licking his way towards Nellie's stomach and felt her stomach muscles contracting under his tongue. "I could get used to having a woman react like this all the time," Rick thought to himself. He realized he hadn't heard anything else from his brown skinned lover. He looked at Nellie and saw her biting her lip with her hands behind her back. "What are you doing?" Rick asked. "Trying not to move, like I was showed," Nellie replied. Rick was once again surprised by something from this woman's past. "Nellie, I want you to listen to me. I don't know what's been done to you before but you will not get in trouble for anything you do when we're like this, okay?" Nellie shook her head yes. Rick pulled Nellie's hands from behind her back, kissed both palms then placed them on her stomach. After giving her an "I dare you to move them" look, he went back to licking his way down her body. He checked to make sure Nellie hadn't put her hands behind her again; instead she was clenching her blanket.

Rick began rubbing her pussy lips, slowly working his fingers inside. "Aaahhh," Nellie sighed. Wanting to taste her, Rick ran his tongue up Nellie's pussy slit. Nellie's body jumped like a spooked cat. Thinking about how close he had just come to possibly losing a couple of teeth, Rick said, "Could you try not to do that again?"

"Sorry, sir, I mean Rick. I'll try real hard not to." Smirking, Rick began tonguing Nellie's pussy. "OOOHHHHH. That feels SO good. Ungh!" Nellie cried. She had never felt anything like this before. Nellie felt a fire in her loins that was spreading to the rest of her body. She couldn’t help how her body was reacting to what was being done to her. Unable to control herself but trying not to buck against Rick, Nellie put her hands on Rick’s head and began mashing her pussy onto Rick’s mouth. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, Rick began kissing his way back up Nellie's body. Nellie rubbed her hands up and down his body until her hands found his dick, which she began rubbing softly. "SSSS" Rick sucked the breath in through his teeth. "I won't last too long if she keeps that up" Rick thought to himself. "Rick?"

"Yes, Nellie." Now that she had started this conversation, she didn't know how to finish her request. "Um. I, uh. I was wondering if I could see your thing."

"You've never seen a penis before, Nellie?"

"Never a grown man's, no sir." Amused, Rick lay on his back, dick sticking straight up in the air. "Oh, it's SO pretty and so much bigger than my old master's," Nellie said as she grabbed it again and began rubbing it. Remembering herself, "Um, can I touch it sir?"

"Isn't that what you're doing now?" Nellie smiled. Then, remembering the pleasure she had just been shown, decided to try her version of what Rick had done to her. "OOOHHHH, shit," Rick cried out as Nellie began licking his cock, long strokes from top to bottom. "Do you want me to stop, sir?"

"Dammit, woman, will you stop with all the questions?" Chuckling, Nellie began paying special attention to Rick's cockhead while pumping the base of his dick with her hands. "Oh god, Nellie. You're treating my dick so good." When he felt the tell-tale twitching in his balls, Rick tapped Nellie's shoulder and motioned for her to come to him. Once she was even with him, Rick kissed Nellie's full lips. "I want you to ride me." Seeing Nellie's confusion Rick said, "I'll show you what to do." After following Rick's instructions, climbing on top and straddling him, Nellie slowly lowered herself onto Rick's dick. "OOOOHHHH," both Nellie and Rick said at the same time as Nellie's tight pussy surrounded him. After giving Nellie about a minute to get used to the feeling, Rick placed his hands on her hips and began to move her up and down on him. Eyes closed and teeth clenched, Nellie began bouncing on Rick like there was no tomorrow. She wasn't used to having control and was going to take advantage of this! "Oh, Nellie. Oh, your pussy feels so good."

Nellie was lost in her own little world, focusing on the heat that was rapidly spreading through her body. After the treatment her body had received, Nellie couldn’t take it anymore. "AAHHH," Nellie cried as her body was overcome with spasms. Nellie's cry and her clenching pussy caused Rick to go over the edge. "Oh, fuck!" Rick cried. Nellie collapsed, exhausted, on top of Rick. Rick knew this was not the last time he would visit with this beautiful brown skinned woman. Nellie knew that, as long as she was with this master who was now her lover, she would never have to worry about being hurt again.