Lisa shook the cobwebs from her head as she tried to remember what had happened. She had been traveling from New York to Florida for a little vacation. In Georgia she had pulled into a rest stop and that's when it happened. Yes, she remembered now, the two men who grabbed her. She had tried to scream, but they were so quick. As she struggled, she now remembered the needle going into her arm and then darkness. Lisa surveyed her surroundings.

She found her hands tied above her head and attached to a chain. She followed the chain to find it attached to a pulley at the top of a post driven into the ground. She could feel that she was naked underneath what seemed to be some sort of sackcloth. It barely covered her and was tie together at the shoulders. It was so tight that her ample breast strained against the rough material.

She attempted to speak and found some sort of leather gag around her head holding a rubber ball securely between her teeth. Lisa tried to move and felt the pain in both of her arms from being suspended above her head and her jaws ached from the gag. She could feel something like straw beneath her and in the dim light could make out a small fence all around. She could not see beyond the fence and was too groggy to move.

She was so confused. How could this have happened to her? She was 34, a divorced African-American woman who was very successful at her own business. She had never liked the term "black" because she was really the color of light chocolate and African-American was so much better. Lisa had kept her self in shape. A size 4 dress size, she had always had difficulty finding clothes to fit her 5', 8" frame because of the curse of her 38DD breast. She was blessed with soft, straight, black hair from her Italian father.

She had worked hard for the past year to earn this vacation to Florida. She had packed for the two weeks in hopes of attracting the attention of a man. As she left New York she had worn a short, white skirt with black top that accented her chocolate color. The trip had gone so well until Georgia, now she was some sort of captive...

Lisa was startled at the sudden light. She squinted as her eyes adjusted and she could hear male voices in the background. As her eyes adjusted Lisa could see that she was in a very, large room; like a barn. She was in fact in a small pen, and there were probably 30 or 40 other pens around her, all with women dressed and bound identically to her and all African-American. Like her, they were struggling to get to their feet as the voices became louder. Lisa could now see that there were at least 20 - 30 men walking into the barn.

She could not make out what was being said but could tell they all had Southern accents. Lisa thought this might be a racial thing, but then she saw 3 or 4 African-American men behind the white men. Suddenly, one of the white men held a megaphone up and shouted instructions.

Lisa could not believe her ears. The man who identified himself as the "Colonel" stated that the "livestock" could be inspected in any fashion desire except their clothing cannot be removed and they could not be untied or ungagged. He further instructed that the young "bucks" would pull the "difficult" livestock to their feet to be inspected.

Lisa thought she was in a nightmare as she watched the white men approach different pens and the African- American men with them would pull the rope in the pulley and haul the victim to her feet to the point their toes barely touched the ground. Lisa pushed herself back as far as the rope would allowed as this one white man crawled over the rail into her pen.

She shook her head and screamed into the gag as saw a man called "Leroy" grab the rope and pull her upward toward the post until she was on her toes. Lisa twisted on the ropes around her wrist and she tried to balance herself. Leroy called the man "Mass'er" and tied the rope off leaving Lisa twisting.

Lisa tried to move away from Mass'er as his hands roamed beneath the sackcloth. She cringed as she felt his fingers probing her cunt and ass. He inserted one finger into her cunt, then two and began to saw in and out hurting Lisa with each stroke due to her dryness. Mass'er commented to Leroy how "tight" Lisa was and he abruptly withdrew his fingers and both hands circled her large, firm breast. Mass'er twisted her nipples and Lisa cried out into the gag.

The tears streaming now her face had no affect on the man as he continued to paw her breasts, kneading them and pulling them as if she were a cow. Lisa was beside her self, with embarrassment and fear as she tried in vain to move away from his grasp. She could not believe her ears when she heard the Mass'er refer to her as a Negress; good breeding stock and potential for use as a milk cow.

The Mass'er wrote down the number. Until that moment, Lisa had been unaware of the shackle around her neck with a number hanging down. It read "233."

As the Mass'er left, Lisa was released and fell to the ground sobbing. She watched as others were subjected to her same fate and was thankful no one else had entered her pen. Lisa watched as all the men again gather at the entrance and the Colonel announced the auction would be conducted promptly in one hour on a cash basis only. The men filed out of the barn as Lisa tried to comprehend the nightmare she found herself in.

The black man Leroy entered Lisa's pen, in one hand he held a chain, the other held a menacing looking whip. He told Lisa he would use the whip on her if she did not do as she was told. Lisa listened as he explained that she was to be prepared for the auction.

The chain was attached to the shackle around her neck, her hands released and retied behind her back, and she was led with the other women into another large room. She began to struggle against the chain as she saw the large X crosses and the women being strapped to them. Leroy had to pull Lisa on the ground as she tried to resist him. Finally he turned and with a flick of his wrist the whip caught the backs of Lisa's legs.

Lisa screamed again into the gag as Leroy told her if she didn't get upon the cross he would whip her harder and longer. As Lisa raised herself up, Leroy summoned two addition black men who yanked her to her feet. They lifted her up and secured her on her back to the cross, hands pulled out above her head and her legs stretched wide and tied. Lisa felt the cold air on her body as her sackcloth was removed.

Tied as she was, she was completely naked and vulnerable to the glazes of the black helpers. Her breast rose up and down and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she dreaded the next humiliation. Another black woman appeared. This one in an old, shirtdress and bandana around her head. She did not speak to Lisa, but reached into a case and pulled out something that looked like tape. Lisa watched in horror as the taped was placed all around her cunt, wherever there was hair.

The woman then painted the tape with a solution that she explained would make it adhere even more. The woman explained that it would take a few minutes for it to work and then removed shears from the case. Lisa tried to move her head, but the woman grabbed her hair and began to cut Lisa's beautiful hair almost to the skin. Lisa sobbed as her beautiful hair fell to the ground and she could feel the cool air on her nearly bald scalp.

After the last strand of hair was cut the woman returned to the special tape on Lisa's cunt hair. She lifted one edge and in a single, quick motion pulled every hair from Lisa's cunt. Lisa's cunt looked like a baby's, no hair and just as smooth. The pain of her cunt hair being pulled at once was almost too much and Lisa thrashed her head from side to side wailing into her gag. She caught sight of others experiencing the same humiliation.

When she thought her ordeal was over, the cross she was tied too was flipped over and the tape was applied to her ass, under her arms, anywhere there was hair. When the woman was finished, Lisa had only stubble on her head; there was not a single hair on any other part of her body.

The woman placed the sackcloth back on Lisa and Leroy again arrived, as she was untied. He grabbed the chain and pulled hard causing Lisa to fall to the ground. He shook the whip at Lisa and reminded her on the beating she would receive if she resisted. He informed Lisa that the auction was going to begin and she would be in the first group of five. Leroy then pulled Lisa through a door out into a large arena shaped like a horseshoe that was filled with men. As Lisa was pulled out at the opening of the horseshoe she saw the platform stage and the other four women already ascending the platform.

Their heads were hung down, each shaved like Lisa, each with a collar, a number, and wearing the same sackcloth dress. Leroy pulled Lisa into line at the end behind the fourth girl and nudged her toward the stairs leading to the platform. The girl looked back at Lisa, her eyes swollen from crying. Lisa thought she could be no more than seventeen. They were all African-Americans and Lisa suddenly came to the realization that they were being sold like slaves.

She turned to run from the platform, but Leroy and two other black men blocked her path. All Leroy had to do was uncoil the whip and Lisa decided that the platform would be a less painful ordeal. Besides, she felt her humiliations could get no worse.

Once on the platform, the Colonel walked to each woman and had one of the "colored boys" untie the sackcloth allowing it to fall to the ground. Lisa was no exception and in seconds found herself standing completely naked in front of the crowd of all white men.

With her hands tied behind her she could not cover herself; and the gag prevented any verbal protest. Lisa held her head down as the Colonel remarked about her breast and her cunt. Lisa was then turned around so the Colonel could pat her ass and talk about what a good "breeder" she would be.

As she was turned back around, Leroy forced her to bend at the waist causing her ample breast to dangle. The Colonel grabbed one in each hand and began to pull at them as if he were milking them and talked about her breasts being the best set seen in a while.

This humiliation was over but only replaced with the bidding. Lisa was not allowed to dress, but instead, Leroy kicked her legs apart and pushed the whip into her back causing her to arch backwards and jutting her breast out even further. The bidding for Lisa was furious, up to $1,000.00. Then it began to slow with two men bidding against each other at fifty dollars at a time.

Lisa looked directly at one of the men and noted he had been the one who had examined her in her pen. In Lisa's mind this was all just a nightmare that she would eventually wake from as the Colonel yelled "sold!" for $1450.00 and the man she knew came up to the platform and took the leash from Leroy's hand.

Lisa struggled and pulled at the chain seeing this as her last chance, but the man was too strong and simply jerked her to the ground and dragged her off the platform. Leroy asked if he wanted her sackcloth and the man replied Lisa wouldn't need it. Lisa struggled to her feet and walked behind the man. She was determined not to give in no matter what happened. After all, this was the 21st century and people, even black people, could not be sold like they were prior to the Civil War.

Lisa noticed the stares and the lust from the other men as the man who had bought her led her through the crowd to his truck. As she walked her breast jingled and she could feel the air on her baldhead, cunt, and ass. She trembled as he pointed to the bed of the pickup and she climbed into the back. The man then attached her leash to a ring in the back of the truck effectively preventing any escape at this point.

As he climbed into the cab he informed Lisa she was to call him Master and obey every command. Lisa just glared at him with hatred and the Master slapped her face three or four times and asked if she understood. Terrified from the beating and the pain, Lisa nodded yes and the Master climbed into the cab and drove away.

Lisa had fallen asleep and was not sure how long the ride had been. She was startled awake by the sudden stopping of the truck. Cold, naked, hungry, and tired, Lisa knew that she was in no condition to escape. She surveyed where she was and saw in the dim morning light the large, plantation-style home in the distance. To her left and right were giant fields of some sort of crops, as far as she could see in the dimness.

She heard voices in the front of the truck. It was the man she had been instructed to call Master speaking to someone named Curtis. Suddenly, a huge, black man appeared at the back of the truck and informed Lisa he was Curtis, unhooked her leash and pulled her from the truck.

Curtis talked as he led Lisa toward the back of the large house. He told Lisa that the man named Master had bought her for breeding and Master would begin fucking her tonight so she had to be cleaned up. The tears in Lisa's eyes began to flow again as she protested against the gag. She tried to pull on the chain, but was too weak. As she stumbled behind Curtis, she saw a whip similar to the one used on her before hanging from his belt.

As they rounded the large house, Lisa could see several, small, shacks in back. Lisa counted 8 or 10, each about 10 feet by 10 feet. Curtis led Lisa to one of the shacks, pushed open the door, and dragged her inside. Lisa stumbled as she entered and fell on the dirt floor of the shack.

She heard Curtis tell someone to "prepare her" and looked up and saw an older, black women, maybe in her forties dressed in a long, cotton skirt and denim shirt tied at the waist. The woman introduced herself as Ellie and informed Lisa that she tended to the Master's bitches until they were bred.

Lisa drew back as the woman named Ellie approached her, and braced herself for a blow. Lisa felt Ellie's hands fumbling behind her head and saddening the gag was free. Lisa slowly worked her jaw up and down and side to side and felt such relief. She turned to speak to Ellie and Ellie held up her hand and told her not to speak at all. Ellie explained if anyone heard Lisa talking, she and Lisa would be severely punished.

Ellie pulled Lisa to her feet, removed the shackles from her wrist and the collar and led her to a large tub filled with hot water and motion for her to sit. The hot water felt good on Lisa body. She rubbed her head and began to sob and she felt the stubble where her hair had been and saw her cunt lips fully exposed and bare.

Ellie slapped Lisa on the side of the head and admonished her to be quiet as she began to scrub her. Ellie explained that everyone knew it was 2001, but that there was no work in the South and being a slave on a plantation wasn't that bad.

Ellie told her that she was one of the lucky one's because the Master had chosen her to breed. Instead of working the fields or being a field-fuck, Lisa would only be fucked by the Master, once bred, Lisa would be treated better. Lisa asked in a whisper what a field-fuck was. Ellie explained that some female slaves were simply staked-out on sawhorses in the field so that the field hands could fuck them whenever they chose.

She told Lisa that sometimes they would be fucked over 100 times using all their holes before getting a break. The Master liked to reward the field hands this way and it kept them happier. Lisa asked about escape and again was slapped, this time twice across the face and was ordered by Ellie not to ever mention that word again.

As Ellie replaced the shackles and collar she instructed Lisa that she would be taken to the Master's house tonight and that she had better do everything she was told without hesitation. Lisa asked Ellie about clothes and Ellie just laugh as asked why Lisa would need them, as a breeder, her only purpose was to be fucked by the Master.

After Ellie sprayed perfume over Lisa, Curtis led her to the large house. Once inside, Lisa was pulled into a large sitting room. Lisa looked around and saw the man who had bought her, the one they called Master. Also in the room were four other men. All were smoking cigars and talking about their plantations. Lisa attempted to rush passed Curtis to the "Master," she felt that was her only chance. Just as she began shouting her protests, Lisa felt the chain tighten around her neck cutting off her voice. Lisa gasped to speak, but the collar was so tight she could only make whispering sounds.

The Master and his guest all stopped talking and looked over at Lisa. The Master began discussing how he had bought Lisa and planned to breed her. He told Curtis to bring her closer.

Curtis glared at Lisa and as he passed threatened her that if he was whipped because of her, she'd be sorry. Curtis handed the leash to the Master and walked back to the entrance to wait. Seated, the Master was in a perfect position and he began to insert two fingers into Lisa's cunt. Lisa started to pull away, but heard the whip that Curtis held drop to the floor.

She stood as still as possible and endured the probing fingers. The Master complained about her dryness as he removed his fingers and wiped them on her thigh. He next directed the attention of the other men to her breast.

He spoke with pride about the size of her breasts as he squeezed both them in his hands like mellows. He reveled in the potential to "milk this cow" after she was pregnant. Lisa's humiliation was unbearable, the tears flowed down her face as she was talked about like a piece of property. She wondered how long this nightmare would last.

The Master stood up and ordered Lisa to turn around, spread her legs, and place her hands on the floor. Lisa shook her head and began to openly sob. As Curtis approached with the whip at the ready, Lisa slowly turned and continuing to shake her head, lowered her hands to the floor and spread her legs. Lisa now realized there was no end to the heights of how she would be humiliated.

She could feel her heavy breasts swaying and she tensed as she felt the Master's cold hands on the cheeks of her ass. The Master commented to his friends about fearing the dry cunt and Lisa heard him spit in his hand. As she felt the tip of his cock now wet with spit at the entrance of her cunt, Lisa braced herself for the degradation of being summarily fucked by this bigot.

The Master rammed his cock in with one push. Lisa gasped as she tried to adjust to the size. Large men before had fucked her, but this Master filled her beyond capacity.

She felt his hands on her hips and the Master commented to his friends that it wasn't that bad. With that, Lisa was commanded to begin to fuck the Master. Lisa was forced to rock back and forth on this man's hard cock, sawing it in and out of her cunt, basically forced to fuck herself while he stood there, smoked his cigar, and talked with his friends.

Lisa struggled to keep up a rhythm hoping to bring him to a quick orgasm. After several minutes, her arms were becoming tired and her body glistened with sweat from the work of rocking back and forth. The Master commanded her to go faster and Lisa could hear the sloppiness of her cunt, now wet from the stimulation. Because she was shaved, she could feel his pubic hair against her ass as she drove his cock deeper into her womb.

Finally, he tensed and Lisa could feel the warm flow of his cum bathing her cervix. It's over she thought as she felt his member shrink and become limp. But the Master did not move. He commanded Curtis to bring the "plug." Lisa listened as he told his friends that in order to ensure pregnancy, he always plugged the bitch's cunt to keep his seed inside.

As quick as he removed his now soft cock, Curtis shoved a large dildo inside her successfully preventing any leakage of cum. Lisa started to rise and was pushed back now by Curtis and admonished that she had not been given permission to rise. She heard the Master offer her mouth, tits and ass to his friends.

Lisa could stand no more, she quickly stood up, yanked the dildo from her cunt and jerked the leash from the Master's hand and she headed for the door. She had decided that she had suffered enough and would rather be dead. Before she could reached the door she felt the whip wrap around both legs and she fell face forward onto the ground.

Lisa was screaming to be let go as Curtis pounced on her and silenced her with the gag again. Quickly her hands were shackled behind her back and she was pulled to her keep and push in front of the Master. Lisa could see his anger and hoped he would kill her instead of continue to use her this way.

Lisa's heart sank as she heard him tell Curtis to use her as a field-fuck for two days. Lisa tried to plead with him through the gag as Curtis picked her up and slung her over his shoulder and carried her out and back to Ellie.

Once with Ellie, Curtis explained that only Lisa's mouth, ass, and tits would be used as a field-fuck. To prevent any of the field hands from using her cunt, Lisa was strapped to a table with her legs spread to maximum width. Ellie took as block of wood and laid it between Lisa's cunt lips. Lisa watched in horror as Ellie took the hammer and drove a nail, first through one cunt lip, then the other. Lisa thrashed about from the pain, but moved little because of the way she was tied. Still smarting from the holes, Lisa watched as a small gold ring was inserted into each cunt lip, then and additional ring to hold her cunt tightly together.

Ellie commented that she had warned Lisa to obey and now she would pay the price. Lisa begged with her eyes and through the gag as her fear mounted. Curtis ignored her, picked her up and started outside for the field. As he stood Lisa up she could see the line of saw horses, some with women tied across them with a mixture of blood and cum dripping from their asses and cunts.

One turned her head toward Lisa and Lisa could see her face was cum-stained also, her lips cracked. Lisa tried to fight as Curtis tied each of her legs to a leg of the sawhorse. He then pulled her over the sawhorse and bound her wrist to the other side. As Curtis removed the gag, he told Lisa that the field hands would not fuck her cunt, but pitied her for her ass, mouth, and tits. He said he would return in two days for her, if there was anything left.

As he walked away, Lisa shouted she would do anything; she would even let him fuck her if he would let her go. Curtis stopped, turned around and came back to Lisa. He informed Lisa he could fuck her now, and with that went behind her.

Lisa screamed, pulled against the bonds, and tried to move her ass as she felt his hard cock against her puckered asshole. She pleaded as he drop spit into her asshole and prepared to take her. Lisa had never allowed anyone to fuck her ass and knew this would be extremely painful. She continued to beg and began to scream again as Curtis drove his cock into her tight ass. Curtis told Lisa she should thank him, he had 14 inches and was one of the largest on the plantation so her ass would be nice and loose for the field hands.