Daughter of the Revolution: Part 8

The dinner party continues..

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For nearly an hour the guests chattered and enjoyed themselves. George and Nathan got on tremendously while Alec and the Major had plenty of life experiences to share, meanwhile the ladies listened closely to and fawned over their men, managing to flirt rather boldly as the brandy had it's effect on them.

Abby turned the oil lamps down until the room was dimly lit and went to sit on Alec's lap. The conversations quieted and grew more intimate as the partners whispered amongst themselves, questing hands began wandering into intimate places and quiet kisses were shared. When Abby judged her guests desires were roused enough, she signaled the maids and Maddy to leave. Their men looked surprised and disappointed to say the least, but Abby moved to a chair between them and chatted for a few minutes thanking them again for their presence at the plantation.

Soon, she rose and held a graceful hand out to Nathan. "May I see you to your quarters, please?" she asked quietly. He got up and held out his arm for her but she insisted on holding his hand, and led him down the long hallway to his room. "Nathan, may I please call you Uncle? I feel I've got to know you much better this evening and because of your relationship with Alec, you feel much closer to me."

She looked up at him with such a beautiful expression that she stole the remaining piece of his heart that wasn't her's already.

"Of course, dear Abigail. I'd be honored if you did."

"Thank you, Uncle Nathan, and you may call me Abby, please. Only my closest friends call me that." He blushed slightly at her intimacy and gave her his best smile. "Here we are, your quarters, Uncle. I hope you enjoy your evening. I understand you may have a guest. She's growing to be a good friend of mine and she's loyal to a fault. I trust you'll respect her wishes and treat her with the utmost kindness."

He looked at her with an incredulous look on his face when she smiled saucily and opened the door to reveal Maddy, sitting on the bed with her gown pulled partially down her torso, revealing a single, firm breast in the low light of an oil lamp. A groan of desire passed his lips as he gazed on the beautiful woman.

Abby rose to her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "Good night, Uncle Nathan, sweet dreams," she said softly and gently urged him through the door.

June had the Major by his hand and was him leading to his quarters as well. She made small talk and flirted with him lightly until they reached his doorway.

"Major, here's your quarters. I understand you have a surprise inside. If you choose to accept, you must show kindness and respect. If you choose not to accept, there will be no hard feelings. Have we a deal?"

She gave him one of her patented sultry looks and he helplessly agreed.

"Yes, Ma'am we have a deal," he said weakly. She opened the door to reveal the two serving maids, naked and sharing the rug in front of the crackling fireplace.

June pulled him down for a hug and kissed his cheek. "Please take care of them, they're not nearly as experienced as a handsome man like yourself. Enjoy yourself, sir," she whispered with a sweet smile, then urged him across the threshold.

Abby met Alec in their room and he swept her into a tight hug. "My Lord, woman, you're exquisite tonight! Wherever did you ladies find the gowns and jewelry?"

"It belonged to the prior mistress of the house. Maddy hid the jewels from the British in a secret place. She's quite a loyal person I've discovered. I hope Nathan treats her well."

"Oh, he will. He's a very nice man, especially when it comes to the ladies. Given half a chance though he'll wear her out."

"I know another Greene that's the same way, and I badly need worn out, lover." she flirted audaciously. She sat him on the bed, then took her time disrobing. When she was naked, she sat on a stool in front of the mirror and brushed out her long, blonde hair. As she watched him in the reflection, he stood and undressed, his tall, muscular frame and huge, swinging shaft kept her attention as she finished with her hair. She turned and went to him, then pushed him down to sit on the bed. Kneeling between his legs, she rested her head on a strong thigh and sighed deeply.

"I love you so much it hurts, Heavy. I thank God every day for giving you to me." He ran his hands through her long curls and petted her smooth shoulders.

"And I love you, Angel."

She raised her head and took his big hands in her small ones, gazing up at him with beautiful blue eyes that were misty with emotion, such a sweet look that his heart melted in his chest.

"Alexander Greene, will you marry me?" she asked tenderly, as a hot tear rolled down her cheek.

He stared down at her in complete surprise. His little Angel had yanked the rug from under him yet again! She smiled tenderly at his stupefied expression and kissed his hands while she waited for his response. He swept her up in his strong arms and whirled her in a circle while she laughed delightedly.

"Yes, Angel! A thousand times, yes!" He nearly shouted in happiness.

He set her on her feet and lowered his head to kiss her passionately, so much that he stole the breath from her lungs. Panting, she broke away and pushed him back on the bed and leapt on top of him. She entwined her arms and legs around him and squeezed as hard as she could, while he chuckled in pleasure.

"I thought I was supposed to ask you," he protested with a loving smile.

"You're too slow, big man. I got tired of waiting. A girl needs some security ya know!" she teased and tugged him over on top of her. "Not now, I've been ready for you for hours. I need you inside me terribly bad. Please, lover," she whimpered.

"All the way tonight, slow and gentle, but I want every inch. Make love to me, sweet Alec," she whispered, then nibbled his earlobe until shivers ran down his spine. As tenderly as he possibly could, slowly but firmly, he pushed deep until she was gasping in painful pleasure. He stared down in her beautiful blue eyes with his steel grey ones and winced when she cried out in pain at his intrusion.

"No, don't stop, lover," she whispered. He groaned when he finally bottomed out inside her.

"Every time is like the first," she panted. "So long and thick, I love it."

She wrapped him in her arms and hooked her heels around him, then pulled him to her as hard as she could. He gave her what she so desperately wanted, and with unstoppable force, while she cried out in passion.

"Right there, stay right there and don't move," she grunted in a hoarse voice. She stared up at him and wept tears of joy as she exploded in an orgasm that bared her naked soul to him through her beautiful eyes.

For nearly a minute she shuddered and shook.

Slowly, she relaxed and unclenched her teeth from his shoulder. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry," she giggled. "I couldn't help myself.

She caressed his whip scarred back tenderly, then kissed his cheek. "Roll me over, please, big man," she commanded.

"Hmm, you're so damn sexy, I'd better keep you around," she teased. He ran his hands through her hair and framed her face with his hands, looking deep in her eyes.

"I love you, Abigail Durham, now and forever," he said softly, then kissed her until she was gasping for air. He cupped her head in a big hand and tucked it under his chin. Hot tears dripped on his neck and little sniffles reached his ears as she cried in happiness. Soon, he felt her breathing even out and in just a few minutes she dropped off to sleep, his thick cock still filling her completely. He gently caressed her back and flanks while she sank even deeper into slumber. In moments he followed her, and together they slept the long night away.

Maddy & the General

Meanwhile, in Nathan's room, he approached a more than shy Maddy and pulled her to her feet. He caressed her naked breast and tugged down her neckline to bare the other.

"You're absolutely beautiful, my sweet," he murmured softly.

"Thank you, Master. Please be gentle with me, it's been far too long since I've been with a man. May I undress you, please?" she asked tentatively.

"If you like, and yes, I'll be most gentle with you."

She opened his jacket buttons and removed it, then unlaced his undershirt, baring his furry chest. As she ran her fingers through his hair he caressed her naked shoulders and teased her hard nipples until she gasped in pleasure. He kicked his boots off, then she knelt and unbuttoned his tight trousers and slowly skinned them down his muscular thighs, watching with bated breath as she gradually revealed his mighty cock. As the fabric slid past his swelling head it popped free and tapped her on the chin. She giggled nervously, then removed his pants completely.

She exclaimed in surprise at his taste, a touch bitter and salty, but all man undoubtedly. He sighed and took her head in his hands, moving with her as she took as much of him in her hot mouth as she could and began sucking him as best she knew how.

"Ah, sweet Maddy, it's been so long for me. You feel wonderful," he said in approval of her efforts. He looked down at her and felt a rush of passion. Her large breasts were topped with chocolate nipples that begged for attention, and her gown had fallen low enough for him to see her slim tummy and cute bellybutton.. It truly had been weeks since he'd had enough privacy to masturbate himself and the long evening of watching the beautiful women in all their finery had him balanced on a hair trigger.

With a cry of passion, he lost control and loosed volley after volley. She swallowed and stroked rapidly, coaxing every drop of pleasure from his body. He shivered and shook until he'd jetted his last, then he pulled carefully free and tugged her back up to her feet.

"Oh, Maddy, I've never felt the like," he said weakly, then gathered her in his strong arms and kissed her deeply.

"Thank you, Master," she purred, overjoyed that he was pleased with her. He caught her up and tossed her squealing onto the bed, then followed her and worked her gown completely off her body, followed by her underclothes.

"Trust me, sweetheart. I'll be good to you, I promise." The kind general promised.

"What are you doing, Master?" she cried in shock, "It's not proper!" she protested in vain. He simply smiled to himself and resumed his love making. Slowly but surely, she relaxed under his tutelage and began to enjoy his ministrations. For long minutes he serviced her, leaving her dripping in his saliva and her own juices. When her hips began writhing in his grip and her soft cries were reaching a crescendo.

She twisted and turned, rolling her hips in his big hands, taking her to heights she'd only dreamed of. Finally, she weakly pushed him away, "Too sensitive, please Master, I can't take anymore," she begged. He took pity on her and slid up her body to take her in his arms, kissing her deeply and feeding her his tongue that tasted of herself. She pulled him close and eagerly sucked and licked her succulent juice from his face and mouth.

"Umm, Master. Thank you. No one has ever done that to me before," she purred..

"Oh my," she whispered, "I don't think you'll fit, Master. I want you to try, though."

He looked down proudly. The men in his family were blessed and his was one of the largest. Many a lady had fallen to his prowess and not a one had forgotten her experience.

 She shrieked in pain and put a hand to his belly. He held still, allowing her time to adjust to him, and when she nodded her readiness, he continued his journey. She panted and shook, overwhelmed by the sensation of being stuffed completely full.

"Oh, Master," she quavered, " I can hardly believe it.”

He nodded and picked her ankles up.

Almost like she was reading his mind, she whispered up to him in a quiet but determined voice. "I'm yours, Master. Do what you want with me, just please do something, I'm burning up inside."

He groaned in relief at being cut free, but still felt concern for her.

"If it gets too bad, sweetheart, tell me and I'll stop immediately. Forgive me, but I must take you," he ground out between clenched teeth.

She gave him a beautiful smile and he felt her tense up slightly and brace herself beneath him. "I'm ready, Master."

With an animal cry he set himself free. She screamed in pain and pleasure that tore the breath from her small body time and again.

She hovered on the edge, but the pain he brought her was just enough to stave it off. He only last a few minutes. She watched his face and she adored him for it, overjoyed that she could provoke him to such a state.

She sank her fingernails and held him close as he fired inside her. The jumping and jerking finally pushed her into waves of euphoria.

Locked together, they shivered and shook until they wrung the last ounces of pleasure from each other.

"You're squishing me, Master," she finally murmured, as she bore his full weight on top of her. Quickly, he lowered her legs from his shoulders and skillfully flipped them over. She lay on his chest, panting for air and still shaking with aftershocks. Her fingers played in his crispy chest hair and caressed while he sighed in satisfaction.

"Ah, my sweet." he said weakly. "You bring out the beast in me, woman."

Maddy recalled another bit of advice June had given her. When she was satisfied, she worked her way up his body, nuzzling him tenderly until she reached his lips, then fed him her agile tongue, sharing a deep kiss.

Soon, they lay side by side and he played big spoon to her little. He tugged their blankets up and in minutes they slipped into a deep, exhausted sleep.

Major’s Maids

Meanwhile, in another room the Major was striving. Each girl carried his first two offerings while the oldest girl remained in a frenzy of passion. The younger urging him to completion. He sweated and panted above her.

She squealed in delighted surprise and stuck her pink tongue out hoping for a taste of him. He gave it his all, jerking until he collapsed beside her in exhaustion. The younger girl leaned over him, dragging her bosom across his sweaty chest and happily licking her girlfriend's face and tits clean of his thick, white cream, murmuring her pleasure.

"You girls are amazing, never in my life have I enjoyed such beautiful ladies as yourselves," he managed to groan as he watched their performance.

"Thank you, Master," they chimed together, then snuggled in close on both sides of him, caressing his chest and thighs while he relaxed between them. They giggled together when in minutes he was asleep, snoring quietly with his arms wrapped around their nubile bodies.

It had been long years since the big house had hosted such happiness and satisfaction in its guests, and they all slept the long night through, dreaming dreams filled with hope for tomorrow.

The General takes control. Rose and June surprise their men.

Chapter 11

Nathan pushed his chair back from the breakfast table and stood up.

"Abby, may I see you privately in your father's office, please?" he asked in a friendly tone.

"Of course, Uncle. I'll be right in."

She met him there and he held a chair for her as she settled in. He sat across from her and looked at her appraisingly.

"I've been hoping for the right moment to debrief you on your activities over the last few months. I hope you don't mind?" he asked.

"I thought you've pretty much heard our story. Isn't that sufficient?" she returned.

"Well, I'd like to dig more in depth and ask the Major to take notes. It may help out our war effort considerably."

"I've got lots of maps and letters that we've taken from the redcoats and you're welcome to them. They're locked in a room down the hall." she volunteered.

"Along with the payroll money?" he asked carefully.

"Yes, Uncle Nathan, along with the payroll money," she said a bit testily. She wasn't really enjoying the turn their conversation was taking and was beginning to get irritated.

He stood and went to the door and opened it. "Major! Please assist Miss Durham with bringing some documentation to the office," he ordered.

"Does the poor Major not have a name?" Abby asked tersely.

"Yes. His name is James Moore. Please, Abby. I'm not trying to be confrontational with you. I just need solid information on our enemy and the only way to get it is to question you thoroughly. I'm sorry, but it will take several hours, maybe even into tomorrow. Believe me, debriefing people is one of my least favorite things to do. It always seems to stir resentment with one or both parties involved."

Major Moore appeared and held his arm out for Abby to take. She led him down the hall and over the next half hour they sorted through her piles of plunder and picked out all the intelligence documents she could find. He carried them back to the office where Nathan was reading correspondence from a recent messenger.

Maddy was leaning over his shoulder while serving him a cup of steaming coffee. Abby watched how Maddy fluttered over him and gave him her big doe eyes while she touched his shoulder. Her irritation abated somewhat when she realized how hard Maddy had fallen for the General.

"Mistress Abby, would you care for a coffee?" Massy asked politely.

"Yes, please, Maddy, with a drop of whiskey as well. I may need it."

Nathan laughed uproariously and winked at a surprised Abby. "A girl after my own heart!" he guffawed. "Dear Maddy, I'll take the same, along with the Major."

"Yes, Sir."

When the three had settled in, the General dismissed Maddy and locked the door behind her. Abby's eyebrows raised in surprise and Nathan noticed immediately.

"You can't imagine how hard it is to keep a secret," Nathan said quietly. "The walls truly do have ears."

"I'm not too sure what's secret, Uncle. Almost everything I've been doing lately involved loud gunshots and explosions," Abby offered a bit sarcastically, but tempered it with a small smile. James sniggered softly, which earned him a quick wink from a beautiful blue eye.

Nathan pinned her with a sober stare. "Are you aware that Alec is a spy for the Colonial Army?"

Abby looked at him in total amazement. "Excuse me? My Alec is a spy?" she sputtered in shock.

"Yes he is, and one of our best ones. He's never mentioned a word to you about it?"

"No. He hasn't told me what his billet was in the army and I never asked. I just assumed he was an infantry soldier."

"Perfect. Exactly what I was hoping you'd say," Nathan answered in satisfaction. "You're a very intelligent woman, didn't you notice anything odd about his behavior?"

"Well, he could read a map and navigate quite well for a plain soldier. He also knows his way around weapons, including loading and firing cannon. He was patient with me and seemed to pick up on my tactics quickly and never complained about how long I'd keep him waiting to spring an ambush. Oh, and when I found him he'd been whipped horribly. His skin was nearly flayed from his back."

Nathan's eyes widened quickly, but he said nothing about that last disturbing bit.

"Did you two take any prisoners other than the recent Colonel while you were working together? They can be an excellent trove of information if treated properly, as you might imagine."

"Um, oh that. Prisoners...well, we did have one but I killed him. He would've slowed us down I reckon," she admitted shamefacedly.

The Major sniggered again while Nathan fought back a smile. "And how did you kill him, shoot him?"

"I stabbed him in the heart with my rapier. I was rather in a hurry at the time."

"Your rapier, hmm. I recently heard a story about a young lass that used one to save the life of my nephew. Apparently she challenged a more than dangerous redcoat to a duel and won quite handily. A parry, then a riposte, then a thrust to the neck was enough to send him to Hades. Three movements to best a professional swordsman, quite remarkable indeed."

Abby colored a bit and sipped her coffee, still awkward at receiving compliments even at her age. She looked at James and noticed he was watching her with more respect in his eyes than earlier. Nathan came over and sat beside her, then took her hands in his.

"Abby, will you please assist us? I realize it'll be somewhat painful, and at times boring, but I'll do my best to keep it short. We're not here to question or criticize your actions in any way, we just need solid information."

"Then why isn't Alec here with me? He knows quite a lot as well."

"Because he may positively or negatively influence your answers. I don't want either, just the unvarnished truth."

She looked in his eyes, seeing nothing but sincerity and decided to soften her heart a bit. "As you wish, just keep the coffee coming."

For remainder of the day and up until lunchtime the following day, the two men grilled her over her activities, using her maps and letters to piece together an idea of what the British had been up to in the south.

Alec hadn't inquired of her what Nathan had been asking, which she thought was odd until she realized that he already knew. She still couldn't wrap her mind around Alec being a spy, but as she thought more about it some of his past behavior made sense. Especially when she remembered he'd said he was to be hanged. He hadn't volunteered what the reason was and she hadn't asked, but she knew that most spies were typically hung as a punishment for their deeds.

Finally, the General asked a last, but delicate question. "What did you plan on doing with the money you took from the redcoats?"

She'd figured the question was coming and told him her truth.

"I want to use every penny for the war effort. I want it to help us win and build our new nation. I gave 200 pounds in gold to Mister Yates for the use of his cabin. That's all I've used of it," she said a touch defiantly.

"You realize I have to confiscate it from you. Legally, it's the spoils of war and I must see it used responsibly," he said gently.

She hung her head and nodded. "I thought you'd say something like that and I understand why, but it rankles me," she said softly. Every time she walked through the plantation and saw the poor widows and children, her heart had gone out to them and she'd desperately wished she could help in a meaningful way, the money was always utmost in her mind.

"Is that it? Are we done?" she asked tiredly.

"Yes, dear. We're finished. You've been a trove of information at the least and a true sweetheart at the most. Thanks for being patient with us."

Abby stood, and the men rose to their feet to see her out. She went to Nathan and hugged him. "I didn't enjoy your questions at all but I feel like a great weight has been lifted from me. I can't believe I'm saying this, but thank you, Uncle Nathan."

She pulled him down and kissed his cheek, then went to James and hugged him as well.

"Thank you, James. Its truly been nice getting to know you better."

"And you too, Miss Abby," he returned with brilliant smile. He found himself falling head over heels for her, just like every man she'd ever met. She kissed his cheek and took her leave of the room, hoping to find Alec and spend some time with him.

On her way down the hall she bumped into Maddy and the two new serving maids. "Did you spend last night with your men?" she asked with a raised brow.

"No Mistress," the maids answered as one. "We weren't asked to so we avoided the Major," the younger one continued.

"Did he treat you well? We're you happy with him?"

"Oh yes, he was amazing, but we didn't think we were needed again," the older one volunteered.

"Well, you have my blessing. He's a very nice man. I'll make sure he's aware that you'll both be with him again if you wish."

"Oh, yes please, Mistress! We've done nothing but talk about him, he's very handsome."

"And you, Maddy? Did you sleep with the General last night?"

"No, Miss Abby. He made sure he was available but I steered clear. I see now I should've talked with you about it. I really like him and hope he likes me," she said dreamily.

"Sit with him at dinner, Maddy," Abby urged. "You two girls serve us please, and make sure the Major is comfortable, if you know what I mean. We must keep our men happy," Abby said with a sly wink.

"Yes, Mistress," the three chirped, then hurried about their business while chattering happily together.

Abby found Alec forking hay to their horses in the barn. He was shirtless and wearing only tight trousers. She watched him hungrily as he sweated lightly from his labors, moisture trickling down his hairy chest to dampen his waistline. Feeling her gaze, he turned to see her and the look of lust she wore on her face. He smiled happily and opened his arms for her. She flew into them and kissed him savagely while his big hands cupped her firm ass through her skirts.

"I've missed you today," she growled in a throaty voice.

"And I've missed you. Is Uncle Nathan done interrogating my princess?

"Yes, finally. What an unpleasant experience. I'd much rather be doing something else!" she teased, and nipped his lower lip with her sharp teeth.

"Ow, you wench!" he exclaimed, and pinched her ass rudely in return. She caught her breath, then smothered his lips in hot kisses.

She felt his sweat soak the front of her blouse and the smell of virile male filled her nostrils. Almost instantly she felt her pussy grow wet and her nipples stiffen.

"Ugh, I need you so bad," she groaned in his mouth. "Fuck me right here, big man." He kicked a few sheaves of hay into a pile and tossed her down on her back. She giggled happily and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her firm breasts to his lusty eyes. He knelt and flipped her skirts up, then dove between her thighs, growling like a lion. She yelped and cried out as he worked his tongue between her sweet pussy lips and began eating her out eagerly.

"Ah, yes. You're so good at that," she moaned as he sank his tongue deep inside her to scoop out her hot juices. She cupped his head in her hands and ground herself on his face in passion. He groaned in pain when his hard cock got trapped in his trouser leg. He writhed and twisted and finally managed to get his pants down far enough to release his cock from captivity, never leaving Abby's pussy with his sucking mouth.

Just before she started to orgasm he pulled away, and while she wailed in despair at her loss, positioned himself between her thighs and wedged his swollen head between her dripping pussy lips. Her wail became a deep groan of pleasure when he sank deep inside her with a long, slow thrust that curled her toes. She sank her fingernails in his muscular ass and tugged him deeper until he bottomed out inside her tightness.

"Oh fuck, you're so tight and wet, Angel," he whispered roughly, and bounced lightly in her, stretching her tunnel until she grimaced in pain.

"And you're so damn thick and long. I swear you're in my lungs," she managed to gasp out between ragged breaths.

"How do you want me?" he asked as he nuzzled her neck, then nipped her earlobe lightly.

"Hmm, long, slow, and deep, please," she murmured. "I want to feel it tomorrow. I love how it aches and reminds me of how you felt inside me."

He nodded slightly, then retreated until his swollen head was just touching her pussy. He looked down at her to gaze deep in her gorgeous, blue eyes and she gave him a slight nod, a sign of her readiness. He gathered her ankles in his big hands and tugged them up to the tops of his shoulders, then he kissed each beautifully turned calf muscle in turn.

He began a long, slow thrust that dragged a moan from her throat as he sank deep. As soon as he felt the back wall of her pussy, he retreated, only to repeat with another thrust. He carefully deepened his strokes, working her tightness gradually open while she lay trapped beneath him.

For several minutes he worked over her, delaying his strokes when she was close to orgasm, teasing her mercilessly until she was crying out in frustration. When her hips were writhing under him and she was straining upward, desperately seeking more friction on her swollen clit, he finally released himself. He gathered her wrists in one large hand and held them tightly over her head, pressed in the hay while his other hand supported him over her in a push up position.

He drew back until he was nearly free of her, then with a hard thrust drove deeper than ever inside her, tearing a shriek of pain and pleasure from her throat. Again and again he pounded home until she came apart beneath him, writhing and twisting in a massive multiple orgasm that nearly wrecked her. The contractions of her spasming walls on his thick cock drove him over the edge and he bellowed out his pleasure while he painted her cervix with a huge load of hot cum.

He looked down to see her gaze locked on their joining, her eyes wide at the sight of his mighty shaft splitting her apart. He looked too, surprised at the amount of white cum coating his shaft as he continued to pound her through his orgasm and beyond. He loved how her breasts swayed on her small rib cage as he ground himself inside her, her nipples hard as diamonds and begging for more attention.

Slowing himself, he pulled her ankles from his shoulders and then sagged down to capture a nipple in his hot mouth, sucking and licking it until she mewed in pleasure. He released her hands and she wrapped her arms around him, tugging him down to lay flat atop her, crushing her down in the fragrant hay.

"Ah, Heavy. You feel so good inside me. All squishy and hot, I just love it," she whispered up in his ear. She worked a slim hand between their sticky bodies and caressed the exposed shaft of his cock until he sighed in pleasure. "I love you, dear Alec, so very much," she said softly.

"And I love you, Angel. Always."

Abby, Rose, and June were sitting on the porch chatting after lunch. June was standing behind Abby and plucking bits of hay from her blonde hair.

"Oh, lucky Abby. You appear to have been rolling in the hay with someone," she teased lightly.

"Oh, maybe so, maybe not," Abby said slyly, with a wink at Rose, whom rubbed her thighs together and squirmed a little on the porch swing.

"I love William so, but I surely miss Alec's sweet cock," Rose whispered longingly.

"Me too. He's such a beast, I'll never forget how he well he fucked us all!" June exclaimed quietly.

"Girls! You're talking about my man!" Abby said sternly, but the women heard the mirth in her voice and they both giggled together.

June sobered quickly though and her face grew solemn. "I must say, I'm afraid for us and our men. I overheard the General and his Major talking about leaving soon. I fear they'll take our boys with them or send them away somewhere. The war is still ongoing and the men must continue fighting. We've just found them and I'm afraid we'll lose them again!" she cried softly as tears began trickling down her dusky cheeks.

"Oh sweetheart," Rose said gently, then went to June and held her close. "We'll be fine one way or the other. All we can do is support our men and pray for the best. Maybe we can dream up some fun things to do with the boys to take our minds off it? William's been more than aggressive lately in a sexual way. What do you say, should we cook up a plan?"

Abby held a hand up. "If it involves father, I'm out of here. I'd rather not hear about it."

"But you're  okay with it if it does, Abby? We don't want any awkward feelings between us," Rose said softly, and gave her a hug, holding her close to her slim frame. Abby squeezed her tightly and gave her a warm kiss on the lips, their firm tits squishing together until they threatened to burst from low necklines.

"Of course not, dear Rose. He's my father though and I'd rather not hear about his sexual proclivities. Now yours and June's I like to think about. We've had some fun, haven't we?" Abby asked with a gleam in her eye. June giggled and joined their hug, kissing Rose and Abby in turn, quite suggestively.

Just then, Alec rounded the pathway and ascended the stairs, his presence announced by his boots clumping up the wooden steps. "Oh my, what have we here?" he drawled in a low voice. "All three of my favorite girls in one place. What trouble are you ladies dreaming up?"

Rose and June took in his tall, brawny frame, his chest bare and covered in a light sheen of sweat, still speckled with bits of hay from his and Abby's tryst in the barn. Abby heard Rose's breath catch and watched as June's eyes widened at the sight of her man.

He held his arms out to them. "Come, June," he growled a bit too sexily for Abby's liking, but she tolerated it. Happily, June threw herself in his arms, the first contact she'd had with him since their arrival at the plantation.

"Umm, you feel and smell so good, I could just eat you up!" she whispered up at him. He released her and Rose moved in for her hug. She brazenly rubbed herself on the front of his body and kissed him swiftly on the lips.

"I've missed you, big man," she said for his ears only. He colored a bit at their attentions but recovered quickly, thankful that he was getting better at this kind of business. He looked at Abby and she saw his eyes change as they alighted on her, and her heart melted. She realized he may have fond memories of her friends, but deep inside she knew his heart was hers and it made her happy.

"These tramps are plotting sexual liaisons between themselves. I was just leaving as these plans include father," Abby said with a snicker.

"Hmm, sounds exciting to me. Abby, let's head inside, I need something to drink. Can I trust you two alone out here?" he asked with a sly wink at the other two women.

"Absolutely not. We're trouble personified!" Rose said with a sexy smile. "Now off with you while June and I plot an ambush."

That evening the two maids served the family a more sedate dinner than before. Everyone was much less formal and relaxed. Nathan couldn't keep his hands off of Maddy, and James was nearly smothered by the maids as they rubbed their breasts on his shoulders while they served his meal. George was happily trapped between Rose and June while William was beside Rose. June caressed George's thigh throughout the meal, teasing and testing his hard cock through his thin trouser leg. Soon, Rose's hand joined hers on his opposite thigh, caressing and inflaming his passion while he leaked pre-cum down his leg.

Unbeknownst to George, Rose had asked William if she could play with his brother and he'd given her his approval. She caressed him occasionally as well in a show of thanks. After the meal, Maddy and the maids coerced their men to bed and Abby retired with Alec as well, leaving the two remaining couples in privacy.

"Come, gentlemen. To the parlor with you," June said with a sultry smile.

She tugged George to his feet and down the hall, followed closely by Rose and William. They installed their men side by side on the loveseat, then stood before them and embraced each other. The men’s eyes went wide as saucers when the two girls kissed and caressed each other, their lithe forms lit by low candlelight. Slowly, they tugged the skirts from each other and stood clad in their nearly sheer blouses. Kneeling together in front of their men, they pulled leather belts from trouser waists and unbuttoned them to reveal stiffening cocks.

With a secret smile, Rose leaned in to take William in her mouth and he groaned in appreciation. June did the same to George and he echoed William's sounds of pleasure. Just when the men thought it couldn't get any better, the girls switched on them and each man felt the pleasure of another woman's mouth on his cock.

It was too much for William, and in less than a minute he was crying out in June's eager mouth. She was so excited. She cried out in blissful pleasure. Watching this happen also triggered George. He gripped Rose's auburn head and cried out.

Both women continued, with a soft touch, Rose beckoned June to her feet and together they pulled the men up from their seats and then took their place.

Rose pushed William away and stood, then urged both men to their feet to face her. With a wicked smile she knelt before them and alternating between them while June watched avidly.

Rose pushed William to the loveseat and straddled his thighs.  June took George by his cock and guided him up behind Rose and then produced a small bottle of olive oil.

June put her head to Rose's ear. "Are you ready, my love?" Rose nodded in acceptance and stopped on William to present for George, while keeping William. George was nearly beside himself with excitement and lust. Only in his wildest dreams had he imagined such a thing, especially with Rose in attendance. June tugged him close, so wide that she whimpered a bit in pain.

"Please be gentle, George. This is my first time," she said softly as she looked over her shoulder to give him a sultry look. He nodded. She shivered in apprehension, then cried out. June stood next to him and kissed him deeply which took his mind off of how good he was feeling at the moment.

"Gently, William, please," Rose breathed softly, and George felt his brother flex and move next to him. He groaned and shuddered in ecstasy, then he became more aware of his brother and began alternating.

Slowly and gently over long minutes they fucked Rose until she was gasping and writhing in the beginning throes of a massive orgasm. She attempted to ram herself back on their thrusting cocks but their separate rhythms were awkward for her and began to interfere with her pleasure.

"Together, take me together!" she cried out in frustration.

June turned George's head and kissed him deeply, sucking his tongue and raking her nails lightly over his still quivering cheeks. When she'd stolen his breath away, she moved to Rose and William and covered them both with hot kisses and caresses while they sighed in completion. George gently freed himself from Rose, and she yelped when he slid free of her. She gingerly rose off of William and sprawled beside him on the loveseat.

June didn't need an invitation and she quickly knelt before Rose, enjoying the view. She swooped in and both men caught their breath in surprise when she proceeded to lick her clean and glistening in the candlelight.

"My word," William said softly. "I've never imagined such a thing, you ladies are so beautiful together." Rose pulled him in for a kiss, then took his hand. Eventually, June pulled back and retrieved a small pitcher of water and a rag. She cleaned George thoroughly and then led him to the rug in front of the fireplace. While she laid him down, William and Rose joined them and mimicked their position. Both women worked their men until they were again stiff.

June mounted George, and took her pleasure. Meanwhile, Rose had anointed William with plenty of oil, keeping him primed until June was ready.

Soon enough, June looked at Rose and nodded her head. William rose to his feet, then crouched low behind June.

She let out a cry that was almost otherworldly.

"Oh holy Saint Jude," she managed to say in a shaky voice. "I've never felt anything like that in my life. You men feel amazing."

William put his hands on her shoulders to steady himself as his thighs were beginning to burn from crouching over her. "I've got to move, sweet June. Are you ready?"

"Umm, yes please. You boys do what you will. For nearly twenty minutes they took their pleasure. Rose was aware that June may need some help so she liberally applied oil, to keep them slick for her continued comfort.

June held her breath as a final orgasm overwhelmed her. Slowly, her tortured body stiffened and then went limp as she passed out, completely spent.

George immediately called out frantically. "Something's wrong with her! Rose, I think we've killed her!" he cried out in consternation.

He was shocked when Rose let out a giggle and put her head near June's. "She's  okay George. She tends to do this. The silly girl holds her breath too long and she passes out. She says it feels amazing though."

"My word, extraordinary," he said in amazement. June quickly came around and jerked awake.

"Damn it, I did it again. Did I miss anything?" she asked with an embarrassed look.

"Just your man being scared to death. He thought he'd killed you," Rose teased.

"Well, between the two of them they almost did. That was amazing, boys. I'd love a repeat sometime. Preferably after I can walk again," she moaned and stretched a little, as much as possible.

William laid down beside them and Rose crawled over to lay with him, cuddling up close to his warmth and resting her head on his shoulder. After several minutes of recovery, June got up and fetched a few blankets, then banked the fire. She covered up the two couples and together they fell fast asleep, their dreams sweetened by their shared experience.

New Battle Plans.

The next morning, General Greene assembled the family in the parlor to say a few words. "I came to this plantation expecting to see a normal command and a normal militia, but you folks far surpassed my expectations. It's quite obvious that George is an excellent commander and William supports him well in all ways, while the morale of your troops is outstanding. I regret to say that I insist that they continue on and pursue our enemy to the south. I realize that your family has been recently reunited but we must all sacrifice."

Rose clutched William at Nathan's words and her eyes welled with tears along with June's. Both women started to cry softly and their men consoled them with gentle hugs. Abby held Alec's hand and fought back her own emotions as she braced for more bad news from the General, and he continued in short order.

"As you all probably know by now, Alec works for me as a spy. It goes without saying that you will keep that secret from everyone else, regardless of who they are. He'll continue in that role, but how and where he operates will be kept secret from everyone for their own protection. I will say that he has been promoted and his work should be far less dangerous than it was in the past. Knowing him however, that may or may not be true." He gave Alec a sidelong wink and Abby's tense shoulders relaxed somewhat at the news. She was coming to dread what the future may bring and what she'd just heard alleviated some of her worries about her man's future.

"I trust you ladies will support your men as best you know how in our fight against the British," he stated carefully. "They'll need all the help they can get from you. I know that you're more than strong enough mentally and physically to shoulder that burden." He looked the three women in their eyes one by one with a stern expression, and they all nodded to him in affirmation.

"Good, thank you. Now for the last thing that's been weighing heavy on my mind. I sent a messenger to the nearest town and he checked with what remains of the local authorities, and he confirmed that the owners of the Blenheim plantation have passed on and left no heirs. It's my responsibility to seize the property and it's remaining slaves along with the payroll and plunder that Abby, Rose and June have taken from the redcoats. This newfound wealth will be used to further the war effort in the best way I know how."

He paused when a few grumbles were heard in the room and he quickly held up a hand. "Please, bear with me," he said calmly. "The tenacity with which the three ladies pursued the redcoats even though they were alone and without male companionship boggles the mind. Such bravery and patriotism is to be commended at the highest level. I interviewed Abigail extensively and I can think of no better person for me to hand a formidable challenge."

At his words, Major Moore handed the General a packet of parchment. Nathan held his hand out to Abby. "Come, my dear." he beckoned. She cautiously approached him and took his hand. He handed her the sheaf of parchment and explained what it contained. "Major Moore drew up papers of transfer that state the Army legally confiscated said property and monies as mentioned earlier. He also drew up another document transferring everything in its entirety from the Army to Miss Abigail Durham."

Abby's eyes flew open and her knees nearly buckled as murmurs of surprise filled the room. "I task Abby with bringing this plantation to its feet again and back to turning a profit within one year. After the first year I challenge her to bring Durham plantation up from the ashes and return it to its former glory. She can use the monies as she sees fit to accomplish this goal. To my mind there's no better way to help our country recover than having a strong economy and a healthy populace who is willing to put in a hard days work for a fair wage. I hope she chooses to help the poor widows and orphans that are meagerly surviving here in the old slave cabins. Abby, what say you? Are you willing to rise to my challenge?"

She looked up at him as tears began pouring from her eyes and she threw herself in his arms to hug him fiercely. "Yes, Uncle Nathan! Of course I will. It's an answer to my prayers. Thank you! Oh thank you!" she exclaimed between happy sobs of joy. There wasn't a dry eye in the room, including Nathan, whom fancied himself a bit of a hard ass. He hugged her back and wiped a tear away, then gently handed her off to a hovering Alec.

Nathan continued. "Major Moore and I will take our leave tomorrow. We hope to have a relaxing day and perhaps an intimate dinner tonight. We've loved our stay with you so far and will be sad to leave, but duty calls. George and William, I'm expecting another messenger today and the information he bears will determine your next course of action."

"Yes, Sir" George returned obediently.

"Well, that's all I have. I'm happy to entertain questions and I'll do anything in my power to help your endeavors now and after we leave. Ladies, I'll ensure you receive messengers on a regular basis concerning the welfare but not whereabouts of your men when they're at war. That'll be the best I can do."

Rose and June both went to him to hug him tightly and give him their thanks. Abby had to sit down and collect herself. She was nearly in shock at the gift she'd been given and her head was spinning. Alec sat beside her and pulled her into his arms. "My Angel, what an amazing creature you are. I know you'll be brilliant at putting this place back together." She looked up at him with her gorgeous blue eyes that were glassy with tears and gave him a beautiful smile, her lips quivering with emotion.

"Thank you, Heavy. You mean the world to me and I love you so much my heart hurts." She gave him her sweet lips and for a few moments they forgot everything except each other.

To be continued in part 9, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 9

Abby and Rose do battle. Three slave girls give pleasure.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

Chapter 12

It was nearly 2:00 am when a pounding at the front door and frenzied shouting woke the house. George was first to the door and threw it open to admit a sweat drenched messenger. He was nearly inarticulate but managed to convey that the bridge Abby and her companions had secured was under heavy attack by redcoats from the south. George ordered the man to grab a couple of slaves and ready their mounts for immediate departure. While the men hurriedly dressed, the sound of cannon fire reached their ears, hastening their efforts to make good speed.

Nathan and James insisted on responding as well and soon all the men departed for the battle, well armed with rifles and sabers. The girls all huddled in the parlor to discuss their predicament.

"What should we do, Abby? Stay here and wait for wounded to arrive?" asked June calmly. Abby was pleased with her friend, she'd come such a long way from being a scared slave girl to become a dependable woman that handled stress quite well.

"You and Maddy stay here with the doctor and prepare for the wounded. Collect all the women you need from the cabins and do all you can to get ready for them. Rose, you and I are going for a ride. I can't sit here and do nothing. Are you game?"

Rose didn't hesitate a second. "You're damn right I'll go. I hate the idea of our men out there in harms way and us doing nothing about it."

"Let's get dressed and head out. June, good luck, we'll be back when we can." Abby went to her and gave her a tight hug and a quick kiss before going to her room to dress.

On the way to the stables, Abby slipped into her father's office and picked up a spyglass she'd noticed there earlier, hoping it might come in handy. She also grabbed her and Rose's squirrel rifles along with her rapier. Together, they swiftly saddled their mounts and headed down the road to the bridge. Luckily, there was a full moon that lit their way and they could navigate quite easily. The two were a hundred yards or so away from the bridge when a cannonball went bouncing and rolling past them with enough momentum to cause serious damage or certain death if it hit a person.

"Damn it, that was kinda close," Rose commented with an adventurous smile.

"I guess so. Let's sneak up behind the troops and see what's happening," Abby answered. She felt a surge of adrenaline and grinned back at Rose. "Just like old times!" she exclaimed happily.

Up ahead the girls saw the shapes of men at the bridge abutment. Abby's immediate concern was being recognized by the militia men and not getting shot.

"Winston! Winston!" She called out loudly.

"Come on in, Mistress Abigail!" a man shouted. "We see you!"

The girls approached the men and Abby asked how the battle was going.

"Pretty rough," the senior man said. "Most of our cannon are exposed as well as a few of theirs. However, they have two or three that are dug in deep on the far hillside and we're having hell trying to take them out. They're picking us off willy nilly and we're taking too many casualties."

"Where are the General and my men at?"

"They're in the thick of it, of course, with our cannon on the front. They're trying to take out the British guns but haven't had any luck so far. Your man is on the west side of our line directing fire and trying to sweep the enemies flank with mounted troops. It'll be easier for us when the sun rises but until then we're mostly shooting at muzzle flashes in the tree line. They can see us better because we're mostly stuck in this open field protecting the bridgehead."

Abby nodded in understanding and nudged her mount forward.

"Mistress, perhaps you should stay here and go no further. We have orders that no one other than militia cross the bridge," the man said nervously.

"On whose orders?" Rose asked.

"The General's, Mistress. He was most explicit."

Abby's horse fidgeted as she was deciding whether to obey the man or not. He thought she was ignoring him and he cried out almost in despair.

"Please, Mistress! Don't go! I'd be in horrible trouble if you crossed."

She wanted nothing more than to join her men but knew it was impossible for her to do. She couldn't ignore the man's well being, while not being sure of how strict his punishment may be when Nathan found out his indiscretion.

"Very well. We'll return to the house and wait until the battle is over. We can't do much anyway to affect the outcome. Good luck, Sir."

"Abigail, what are we up to? You never give in easily," Rose asked quietly as they slipped back down the road.

Abby gave her a mischievous smile. "Damn right we aren't giving in. I want to head east and turn their flank. If you remember from when we arrived, we can cross the creek bed with our horses a couple miles from here, then we'll sneak into the trees where those cannon are dug in and see what we can do. I'm betting the majority of redcoats are on the battlefield and there's just a skeleton crew on the big guns. We need to get crackin' though because daylight is coming."

It took them nearly three hours to stealthily flank the redcoats and sneak in behind the easternmost cannon. They tied the horses to trees and quietly slid in the last 50 yards where there were three soldiers loading and firing the cannon down on the militia. She told Rose her plan and together they pulled it off splendidly. When the soldier firing the cannon touched the flash hole with his taper, the girls timed their shots perfectly with the detonation of the cannon and two redcoats went down. The third was left standing in surprise wondering what had happened. He crouched low and peered over his escarpment looking for militia men to his front as a source of the gunfire that killed his compatriots. Abby quickly reloaded and waited until she heard the next cannon to the west fire, then she emptied the man's skull with a brilliant shot to the brainpan.

Satisfied, the two brave women moved on to the next cannon. The plan went like clockwork at first and they handily killed the first two, but the third man had his wits about him. When his companions tipped over dead, he spun around and seeing the blackpowder smoke from the girl's rifles, charged them immediately. He pulled a pistol from his waist belt and fired at Rose, narrowly missing her head and she ducked involuntarily as the bullet cracked by her ear. Abby bravely met him with her rapier drawn and he pulled his saber just before they clashed. He was a large man and the momentum of his charge bowled her over as she parried his blow.

She was struck nearly senseless and she struggled to rise, knowing she was too slow and sure death was coming. Suddenly, the man let out a cry of agony and Abby looked up in a daze to see Rose fastened to his back with her teeth buried in his neck, growling like a lioness. The man was a seasoned fighter and he threw himself backwards, crushing Rose between his broad back and the unyielding ground. The breath flew from her body with a loud grunt and she lost her grip on the redcoat. He scrambled to his knees just in time to receive Abby's dagger under his chin, the blade puncturing his upper palate and driving deep in his brain. He stiffened up like an oak tree and slowly tipped over on the ground, his heels beating a tattoo on the forest floor as his body spasmed and rattled out a death groan.

Abby ripped her dagger out and slashed his throat open for good measure, then knelt beside Rose who was on her hands and knees gasping for breath.

"Sweetheart, are you  okay?" Abby cried in consternation. Rose whooped for breath a few more times and finally nodded her head.

"I think so, that fucker knocked me for a loop," she gasped out.

"Me too, the redcoat son of a bitch," Abby agreed shakily, she was still collecting herself from the man knocking her ass over teakettle. "I should know by now to shoot the biggest, meanest bastard before the little scrawny ones," she wisecracked with a rueful smile. The girls hugged tightly, then Rose kissed Abby softly on the lips and said, "I sure love you honey, thanks for coming to my rescue."

"And I love you, sweetheart. We'd better tidy up that last cannon before they kill more of our men."

Thankfully, the final cannon was manned by only two redcoats who were fixated on putting cannonballs downrange. It was a simple task to head shoot them both with well placed shots from their squirrel rifles. Rose recovered their horses while Abby pulled out her spyglass and perused the ongoing battle below them. Their vantage point was facing north and about a hundred feet in elevation higher than the razed tobacco field in front of them.

Abby spotted George, William, and the General along with Major Moore and they were literally fighting for their lives. Somehow they'd become separated from the main body of militia men and were slowly being pushed back to the steep creek bank by the redcoats.

Abby caught her breath in consternation, then sprang into action. "Rose, help me load the cannon, quickly now! Our men are in trouble!" Frantically, they rammed home powder and shot, then Abby dialed in the elevation on the rear screw until she was satisfied, then she grabbed the long pole used to lever the tongue of the carriage for windage. She did her absolute best to align the barrel with her intended targets, then put her spyglass to her eye.

"Go ahead, Rose!" she called out. There was a mighty blast and she watched the ball sail just behind the redcoats and plow into the ground throwing up a giant cloud of dust and dirt. What she thought was an officer spun about and furiously waved his hands in her direction. Apparently, he thought his men had fired a short round and he was berating them angrily. Abby chuckled grimly and together the two women reloaded as fast as they could. Abby raised the muzzle a touch and waited patiently until the men bunched up as their officer shouted orders over the din of battle, pointing here and there as he plotted how to finish off the militia men.

She took a last look through the glass at her father and his companions. They were laying prone in a small depression and shooting as fast as possible at the redcoats. Nathan turned his head and she saw his lips moving as he barked out an order. The men pulled their sabers and laid them at hand for their last ditch defense. She looked down her line of fire and hoped the ball wouldn't carry to far and hurt her men.

"That's the best I can do, Rose. The redcoats look like they're getting ready to charge our boys. Say a prayer and let 'em have it!" The concussion of the shot fluttered her blonde hair about her face but she didn't flinch at the sound. She watched the ball rip downrange and tear through the soldiers, arms and legs pinwheeled through the air along with a faint, pink mist. At least half of the men went down and the rest went to ground, perhaps a half dozen or so. The officer screamed and shouted, urging the men to get up and charge ahead. They slowly began to gather themselves and assault towards the trapped men.

"The horses, Rose! We need to ride down and help! Let's go!" Abby cried. They hurriedly jumped in their saddles and Abby led the way at a dead run down the hill and across the smoking field of battle. She was fixated on the soldiers that were now running towards their intended targets and she spurred her mount viciously. The girls gained on the redcoats rapidly and Abby called out to Rose. "Trample them down, Rose! Run right through them!"

Through the haze of battle she heard her father bellowing frantic orders. "Cease fire! Cease fire! Friendlies coming in!" Less than a handful of seconds later she smashed into the running line of redcoats. She tried to hold her horse steady but his legs tangled in redcoat bodies and he went down with a neigh of terror, tossing Abby high in the air. While airborne she heard Rose's horse connect with enemy bodies and her high voice yelling in anger. Abby plowed into the ground on her left side and slide to a painful halt, her shirt ripped halfway off her body.

She dimly heard George shouting for the men to charge as she staggered to her feet. Two redcoats were left upright and one of them was almost on her, his bayonet poised to impale her. She swiftly drew her rapier, but as she cleared the scabbard the man's head snapped sideways and his brains scattered over the smoking field. Rose had put him down with a well placed shot. The second man whom appeared to be the officer stood alone, the last among his men to be standing. He drew his saber and advanced towards the charging men, determined to die bravely.

Abby knew from his familiarity with his steel and the confidence in his stride that he would be a formidable opponent. She ran to confront him and heard the militia men calling out to her in dismay. Ignoring them, she addressed the officer with her sword and he was startled beyond words. One moment he was fighting militia men, the next he was braced by a beautiful blonde with nearly naked breasts and dazzling blue eyes, along with a razor sharp rapier.

Thinking she was merely an impediment, he casually swung at her with his saber, thinking she was an easy win. She turned his blow with a strong wrist and her riposte lanced his cheek wide open, so wide she saw the white of his teeth appear before being covered in a sheet of bright red blood. He cried out in surprise and she watched his eyes harden instantly. He came at her with purpose and suddenly she was in the fight of her life.

The man was good, as good as her father and possibly better, she thought. She watched his eyes carefully as they danced with death and she parried his blows numerous times in just a few moments. George and his companions arrived, panting for breath and in awe of the sight before them. Little Abby was holding her own! Suddenly, he made a lightning quick thrust and stabbed her deep in the thigh just above her knee, she tripped, then went down, and with a long stride, the redcoat pounced. She deftly rolled into him and between his outstretched legs. The men saw a flash in her left hand as her dagger took the officer in the groin and his femoral artery was parted in an instant.

He cried out in agony and collapsed on the ground, pouring blood like a fountain. Abby swiftly stood up and kicked his saber from his grip, then straddled his body. "You shoulda stayed home, redcoat," she said calmly. "You've been killed by a simple farm girl." General Greene cried out loudly trying to stop her when he saw her intentions, but he was too late. Her blade slid in the redcoat's throat and out the back of his neck to bury itself in the ground. The officer squirmed and whined pitifully as his life leaked into the dirt, Abby holding his eyes locked with hers until he died horribly, choking on his own blood.

She whipped her rapier free and then kicked him in the head using her good leg. "Cocksucker," she cursed. "If you wanna try to kill my men you better bring a tougher army."

"Abigail! Enough!" George said sternly.

"Mind your own, father! He was trying to kill you and William!" she cried out in anger.

"She saved your life, George. Damn it, man. Take it easy," Nathan commanded. Suddenly, a shot cracked overhead and they all hugged the dirt. A number of redcoats remained on the field advancing from the west and they began to pour heavy musket fire on the companions. From the far side of the treeline a cannon roared and grapeshot scythed through the troops, killing several and hastening their assault against George and his people. Another round of grapeshot ripped through them and before their bodies hit the ground a battle cry was heard from the trees. "Winston! Winston!"

Alec led the charge of shouting, mounted militia men and they swept across the field, taking down the last few remaining redcoats. They killed every last one with a bloody vengeance.

Alec galloped up and dismounted at a dead run, then caught Abby up in a tight hug as she crumpled to the ground, grasping her bleeding leg in pain. "Oh Abby! What were you thinking? My sweet, crazy girl!"

"It looked like you all needed a little help, so we decided to lend a hand," she said weakly as she struggled to catch her breath in his strong arms.

"Yep, we just meandered up that hill over there and took three cannon, then decided to mosey on down here and save a few lives," Rose deadpanned, just before William swept her off her feet and kissed her until she was gasping for air.

"I've never seen the like," Nathan said humbly. "You ladies are truly brave beyond words. Thank you both for saving us today. Without you we'd have been pushed over the creek bank and shot down like rats in the bottoms, if we'd survived the fall."

"Oh, Uncle Nathan. You exaggerate a bit, I think," Abby said gently. She struggled to her feet and kissed his cheek fondly. "I hope this means you'll stay another night with us? I think you and the Major need some rest after today," she coaxed, then threw James a conspiratorial wink, whom smiled and his heart melted a little more with his feelings for her.

"I agree, General. We and our men could certainly use some rest, and maybe get our wounds looked at." James said solemnly.

"Who's wounded, Major, other than our dear Abby?"

"Well, a few local militia men are dead, there's several wounded, and apparently you have a hole in your left calf, sir."

"What? The hell you say. I never felt a thing," Nathan said in surprise while looking down at his blood soaked pants leg. "Well shit!"

Abby's horse was down and neighing in pain from a broken foreleg so Alec dispatched it with a merciful shot from his pistol, then lifted Abby to sit in front of him on his mount. The companions set off for the plantation leaving the surviving militia men to mop up and plunder the bodies. Alec held Abby close to his chest and when they were nearly home she started to shake uncontrollably. The adrenaline dump and her loss of blood was putting her into shock. When they arrived at the big house, he immediately carried her inside to where June was assisting the doctor caring for the wounded.

"Oh no! Alec, how is she?" June cried out in a pained voice, as if Abby's wound were her own.

"She's not doing well, loss of blood I think," he said urgently. "Doc, we need some help here!" he called out.

"When I can, young man. There's other wounded you know," he said gently but firmly.

"Doctor!" George demanded in a loud voice.

"You heard me, George. When I get time."

Major Moore took Alec's arm. "Come with me. I've seen plenty of wounds like this. We'll stop the bleeding, elevate her leg, and keep her warm. She'll need fluids as well. "Rose, can you help please?" he asked calmly.

"I'm fine," Abby piped up still held aloft in Alec's thickly muscled arms. "Just take me to...oh, oh dear..." her eyes rolled back and she passed out cold.

Alec tensed up in fear but James was at his side. "Easy, big fella. She'll be fine. Let's go to your bedroom. Rose, gather some bandages and more blankets. I'll kick the fire up to help keep her warm." His calm, reassuring demeanor was invaluable and helped settle down rattled nerves. June went to George and convinced him to slow down and take a seat while Maddy rounded up some whiskey for him.

While she served him she saw Nathan's bloody pants leg and her face went pale. "Oh Master! Let me help you, please sit down!" she begged as she clutched his arm.

"I'm fine for now, dear Maddy. I'll visit with the wounded and make sure we're doing all we can for them first." She accompanied him and he leaned on her shoulder more and more as he visited the wounded for nearly an hour, assisting the doctor with dressings and such when he was able. Finally, the doctor checked on Abby. James had done an excellent job and she was resting comfortably. She awoke long enough to take a sip of laudanum and in short order was the proud recipient of a half dozen stitches needed to close her leg wound. Nathan then allowed himself to be treated. The doctor cleaned his bullet wound thoroughly. It was a clean pass through and just needed a few stitches on each side of his calf muscle to close it up.

It was well after noon before all the wounded were treated and the dead laid in the barn awaiting burial. Only three men had been killed which was quite remarkable considering the battle they'd been through. George and William mustered themselves and went back to the bridge to re-establish their hold on the hard won territory and assign scouts to ascertain the whereabouts of any remaining redcoats. The redcoats had taken quite a licking and he was hopeful that they'd head much further south in defeat.

June worriedly went to visit Abby and found Alec and Rose at her side. He picked up on her poor condition at once, her eyes looked tired and she was moving erratically, almost teetering on the edge of exhaustion as she'd been on her feet for hours while helping the wounded as they cried out in agony. Their cries had affected her deeply and she was hurting inside. Alec held his arms out for her and she fell into them, losing control of her emotions. She sobbed like a child in his strong arms as he petted her shoulders and stroked her brow. Rose joined him and hugged June close, whispering nothings in her ear and kissing her soft lips until her sobs abated.

Alec finally disentangled himself and with tender hands gently undressed her. Rose undressed as well and Alec tucked them both into bed with Abby who subconsciously snuggled in between her friends and together the three women nodded and off to a deep and healing sleep. Alec stood over them for a few minutes and felt hot tears burn his eyes. Such beauty he'd seen before, many times in fact during their months together at the cabin, but never had he felt so emotional or realized the depth of love he felt for the three. He couldn't help but think of them as his own, the blonde, auburn, and black haired beauties had truly stolen his heart. He wondered if he would ever recover.

Madeline was industrious as ever and had rounded up the two serving maids who were madly in lust with the Major. Mira, the older, and Sabra, the younger.

"Draw up baths for the masters. They'll be needing cleaned up soon and take special care of all of them. When they're clean, pour 'em up a big whiskey and pack their pipes. I'll be making a fine dinner for us all. If you do a good job I'll set you a plate on each side of the Major." The girl's eyes lit up and they were off like a shot, intent on their new mission.

They still had the gowns they'd worn at the last formal dinner, and giggling, they donned them again, then asked Maddy for the silver jewelry. They'd loved dressing up before and were excited to do it again for the men. They quietly approached the General who was laying on a couch in the parlor, resting, and gently urged him to his feet. He hobbled to the bathing room and they started to undress him. Maddy had been keeping her eyes on the two troublemakers and she showed up long enough to supervise the last stages of de-robing Nathan. She knelt and gently pulled his trousers down, not quite silencing her gasp of approval when his mighty cock swung into view.

He smiled to himself when he saw the two maids eyes widen in disbelief as they saw all eight inches of his flaccid cock appear. They watched enviously when Maddy caressed his firm ass and thighs while he towered above her. His cock stiffened slightly and began to rise, so he awkwardly stepped into the tub, not wanting to embarrass himself by sporting a full hard on in front of the ladies. He pulled Maddy down to him and turned his head to kiss her deeply while she ran her hands over his furry chest from behind.

"Can I see you tonight?" He asked softly.

"Of course, Master. I'm here to serve you in all ways," she returned shyly. "Mira and Sabra will take special care of you if you desire, just save some of yourself for me, please?"

"Indeed I will, my beauty. I look forward to this evening with you."

She kissed him again and regretfully rose to her feet to return to her duties in the kitchen while the two maids descended on Nathan, gently scrubbing him clean, then leaving him to soak in peace while they went to find Major Moore.

Sabra & Mira

They returned with James, and giggling like teenagers stripped him bare and installed him in his tub of steaming hot water. He groaned in pleasure as he sank deep, then smiled in surprise when Mira stepped in and sat with her back between his legs. She took his arms, wrapping them around her slight frame and he happily took her full tits in his hands, teasing and caressing her nipples until she was purring in satisfaction.

Nathan was getting the same treatment from Sabra. She was younger and a bit more shy than Mira, but was willing to play. He thought a bit guiltily about Maddy not being with him, but his imagination went wild and soon he was fantasizing about Maddy sharing him with Sabra. He decided right then to abstain until the evening and he'd broach the subject with Maddy, nearly certain she'd agree with him.

He continued to keep his hands full of Sabra, even when she turned to face him

 James, on the other hand had no such compunctions about saving himself for anyone. By now, Mira had him standing up.

For long minutes she serviced him until he was gripping her head tightly in his big hands and starting to help himself to her slender neck.

While James was enjoying himself, Nathan and Sabra were watching Mira service him.

Mira pulled back slightly, just enough to speak to James. "Take what you need, Master. I'm here to satisfy you in any way. Please, it would make me happy." She pulled him down as deep as she could take him. She wore a look of startled surprise that in a few moments changed to one of determination. Her hands dropped down and she placed them behind her back while leaning into him, giving herself to him freely.

The sight of his man juice on her shiny tongue wrenched a few more spasms from his jerking, bucking cock and his eyes widened in appreciation when she swallowed his load happily, then clasped her lips around him, sucking him dry.

Nathan was almost to cum himself, mostly from the sight of the young mulatta maid taking the Major.

"Later perhaps, my sweet. Let's see what the evening brings us," he said softly, then leaned in to kiss the sweet lips she unhesitatingly offered up to him. James lowered himself back in the water and the couples soaked for a few more minutes before standing up to dry off. Sabra was kneeling to towel Nathan when they heard the door open. He turned to see Rose standing there with a sultry look on her face, almost like she knew what had been transpiring earlier. She dropped her gaze to his semi-hard, and her look of lust intensified.

"My word,' she breathed. "Like uncle, like nephew I guess. What a cannon you carry, Uncle Nathan." Despite his years and numerous past sexual experiences, he still managed a deep, red blush that brought a delighted grin to her face. "And so modest. I'm beginning to like you more all the time, General."

Not to be outdone by his superior, James caught her eye and slowly stood up, water pouring down his lanky frame to drip from his thick cock.

"Hmm, you're absolutely delicious too, Major. I can tell I should've been here a bit earlier."

"Thank you, Miss Rose. It means a lot coming from a lady such as yourself," he said graciously. "At the risk of sounding crude, I find myself wishing you'd have been here earlier as well."

"Major." Nathan said with a warning tone in his voice.

"It's fine, Uncle Nathan, I hope you don't mind me calling you that," Rose purred.

She advanced in the room and slid over him gracefully, then gazed up at him with her gorgeous eyes and said, "William and I are working on an understanding. You and James are welcome to speak to me however you please."

She tugged his head down and kissed him softly, then moved to James and repeated her sweet kiss. "Dinner will be served in two hour’s time. I trust we'll see you there, gentlemen?" she asked with a devilish smile.

"Indeed, Miss Rose. We wouldn't miss it for the world," James said with sexy growl.

She took her leave while the men stared at each other. "What just happened?" Nathan asked, nearly aghast at her boldness.

"She's just that way, Master," Mira volunteered shyly. "She's a very sexual person from what we can tell."

"She likes girls too, we saw her kissing Miss June in the hallway," Sabra said in a confidential voice.

Nathan just shook his head in amazement. "What a family this is. Always keeping us on our toes, Major. We'd best improvise and adapt if we're going to survive here, I think."

Abby slowly awoke from her healing sleep to find June's head pillowed on her full breast. She kissed her brow and stroked her naked shoulder until her eyes fluttered open. "Hello, Miss June. Did you sleep well?"

"Hmm, yes Mistress. I dreamed we were back in the cabin and Alec was building our bed. He was so big and strong that we couldn't keep our hands off him and we ended up sleeping with him. It made me wet." She reached down and slipped a finger inside herself, writhing her hips slightly.

"Yep, I'm soaked." she giggled. "You're so lucky to have him, he's such an amazing man, Abby. I sure miss him."

"Those days are over, sweetheart. We've talked about this."

"I know, I love your father dearly and want to spend forever with him, but there's something primitive about your Alec, he's such a beast."

"He is a beast, I agree. But doesn't father fill all your needs, does he not fuck you well?"

"Oh yes, he does, and I come hard too, but he lacks that edge that drives me crazy. Alec is like a wild animal that can barely hold back from violence. Maybe I need George to be rougher and take me hard. He's always so gentle."

"Have you asked him about it? Maybe he feels the same way as Alec but he's afraid of scaring or hurting you."

"No, not yet. I need to though. Maybe Rose can help me, she's quite good at that business."

"That worthless tramp sure is a nasty slut," Abby snickered. "But I love her dearly."

"I heard that, you naughty girl!" Rose said, laughing from the doorway. She took three quick steps and launched herself in the air to come crashing down on her friends in the bed.

"Ow! Oh damn it, that hurts!" Abby cried in pain and clutched her wounded leg, only partially faking it.

"Oh Abby! I'm so sorry! I forgot you were hurting!" Rose exclaimed remorsefully. "Let me see!" She slid the blankets down Abby's naked body and inspected her dressing. A spot of fresh blood was showing through the white linen and she exclaimed again at her clumsiness.

"I'll kiss it better, I'm sorry, sweetheart," she said softly. She kissed Abby's leg gently all around her bandage, unintentionally tickling her until she giggled aloud.

"I'm  okay, honey. Come back up here."

Rose couldn't resist herself, mostly because she was horny from torturing Nathan and James, but throwing caution to the wind she gently kissed her way up Abby's leg to her hip, then sensually slid up and finished off with a sweet, soft kiss on her lips. Abby cupped her face and kissed her back, then cocked her beautiful head and looked at Rose appraisingly.

"You sure can be sneaky. Do you really enjoy me that much? Do you like me as you like June, sexually?" Rose was as startled as she'd ever been in her life, and was speechless for several seconds. She finally took a deep breath and dove in, she may as well tell the truth she figured because Abby would see right through her if she didn't.

"I do, sweetie. I certainly do." She reached across and took June's hand that lay innocently on Abby's hip. June and I both love you dearly. Remember those times with you and Alec in the cabin? It was all we could do to not half rape you when we were together. You have no idea how lovely and desirable you are to us. We'd do anything for you, including giving up our lives if it spared yours. I know you don't want to hear it, but we feel the same about Alec. We love our men, but you especially own a cherished place in our hearts. We love you, sweet Abby. We may never have you, but we love you just the same."

A tear slipped down her cheek as she fought her emotions, and June let out a little sob at Rose's tender words.

"Oh dear, I had no idea how you two have been feeling. Is that terrible of me?" Abby asked sadly.

"It's not terrible of you at all because we chose not to tell you. I hope it doesn't change our relationship," June said softly, while wiping her eyes.

"Of course not. I could never be angry with either of you. Let me think on these things awhile. For now, snuggle in with me for a bit before we get ready for dinner. I'm chilly."

The rest of the party was waiting in the parlor for the girls, but they never showed up. George was chosen to go find them so he began his search. When he opened the bedroom door and found them with limbs entangled and still sleeping in the large bed, he halted abruptly and watched them slumber. His throat grew tight with emotion as he took in their innocent beauty. He was so happy to have his family back, and now the war threatened to split them apart again. For long minutes he took in the sight, then slowly backed out. He made his way back to the parlor and found Alec, then motioned him to meet in the hall.

Alec knew something was up and he hurriedly obeyed. "I can't bring myself to wake them, Alec. They're so beautiful and innocent. My heart is breaking for them. Please do it for me. I beg you." Tears were running down his cheeks and Alec threw a big arm around his shoulders.

"I will, George. I can understand your feelings. Those three girls are more than special to me, as you know. Come with me, we'll do it together."

He took George's elbow and led him down the hallway until the girls came into view. He went to Abby's side of the bed and gently pushed George to the other. He caressed Abby's soft hair and smoothed her brow until she shifted and opened her eyes. The soft light in them flickered and shown bright when she saw Alec and she held her arms up to him with a loving smile. He gathered her in and kissed her sweetly while she sighed in satisfaction. From the corner of his eye he saw George doing the same to June. Rose awoke as well and joined June embracing George, the two beauties giggling as they fought each other for possession of him. Rose tightened her arms around his neck and tugged him down to lay between her and June. He laughed happily and relaxed as they both kissed his lips tenderly.

Alec caught his eye and winked at him before returning his attention to Abby. Soon enough, they roused themselves and left the girls to dress hastily for dinner.

"Thank you son, I don't know why I lacked the courage to wake them, but you handled it nicely. And you're right, those three women are extraordinary."

"Right now they're my sole purpose for living, George. My every day is spent thinking on how to keep them alive and ending this terrible war so we can live in freedom and safety." Alec said solemnly, as they returned to the parlor to prepare for dinner.

The mulatta maids, Mira and Sabra served everyone dinner, then true to Maddy's word, were allowed to take seats at the table, Sabra between Nathan and James, with Mira to James' right. Nathan and James were surprised because slaves were never allowed a seat in the dining room at any place they'd ever been. They both noticed that no one in George's family turned a hair at the slaves presence other than to welcome them heartily.

Happy chatter filled the air and soon they were all comparing war injuries which led to tales of how they acquired them. Amid the banter, Maddy whispered in Nathan's ear quietly so Sabra couldn't hear their conversation.

"How was your bath today, did Mira and Sabra both spoil you, Master?" she asked timidly.

"No, Sabra offered, but I chose to wait for you, sweet Maddy."

Massy was more than surprised at his words. "Did you not like her, Master? Does she displease you? Was I wrong to offer her to you?" she asked fearfully.

"On the contrary, she was very sweet. She's very beautiful too, but when she was with me I kept thinking about you, and then I thought about the three of us together. I'm ashamed to admit it, but that's what I was thinking." Maddy nodded her head and thought on his words.

"Have I upset you, sweetheart? I truly hope not, I was just being honest with you." Nathan asked with a worried frown.

"Oh no, Master. I was simply thinking on how best to please you. You're the only man who's ever treated me so well and I want to make you happy."

"You needn't go out of your way, I'm perfectly content spending time with you, dear Maddy," he said gallantly.

She reached behind him and touched Sabra's shoulder. "Attend me in the kitchen, please," she said and rose to her feet. "May I bring anyone anything?" she offered to the diners and she received a few requests that she and Sabra hurried to fulfill. Shortly, they returned and took their seats. Maddy slid a soft hand onto Nathan's thigh caressing him tenderly and he returned her favors with a big hand on her leg. He started almost violently when Sabra's small hand slid down his other thigh and her clever fingers rubbed gentle little swirls on the fabric of his thin trousers.

Maddy continued her exploration until she found his stiffening cock jutting almost painfully down his thigh, trapped in his tight trousers. She tested his width with gentle fingers, then she reached across to find Sabra's hand and tugged it over to join hers atop his now tumescent shaft. He groaned quietly under their ministrations and took a sip of wine to steady his nerves. Rose caught his eye and gave him a suggestive wink, as if she knew exactly what was going on under the table. He blushed madly as he remembered how she'd ogled his cock earlier in the day, and he saw that she suspected what he was thinking, which embarrassed him even more.

She stuck her little pink tongue out at him impishly and he almost laughed out loud at her cuteness and utter gall. He was beginning to really like her he realized, and he gave her his most winning smile, but his attention was quickly returned to the hands that were torturing him so sweetly.

Meanwhile, James was also being caressed by Mira. Her fingers were testing and inflaming his swollen cock and she was driving him crazy. Eventually, he took her hand in his to avoid embarrassing himself in front of the other diners. She giggled quietly at him and squeezed his fingers happily, pleased he was enjoying her gentle touch.

Rose had a fistful of William and she was literally sitting in a puddle of juice as all sorts of fantasies fluttered through her heated mind. She thought of when William and George had taken her together. She was a sodden mess and couldn't wait for dinner to be over so she could ravish her husband.

After the meal, nobody took up George's offer of enjoying a brandy in the parlor. They all begged off saying it had been a horribly long day and everyone needed their rest. He started to protest but June took his arm firmly and led him to bed.

James was upset but understanding when Sabra, who'd satisfied him twice now, went to Nathan's room with Maddy. Mira swiftly took his mind off of her friend when she knelt in front of him.

"I want you to tonight, Master.” She looked over her shoulder at him.

"Take me, Master!" she almost hissed; "like a slave girl should be."

With an animal growl he descended on her. He smiled savagely as he heard her cry out in painful pleasure.

"You're a god, Master. I'm your slave forever. Do anything you want to me, just don't stop!"

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. My knees are shot and I need to lay down. You felt amazing and I hope I didn't hurt you, I seemed to have lost control of myself for a few minutes," he said gently as he caressed her body.

"I'm fine. I've never been used like that before and I loved it. Thank you, Master." He got up and helped her onto the bed where they lay together and relaxed, their bodies cooling in the slight breeze flowing through the open windows.

Meanwhile, down the hall, Nathan was being spoiled rotten by his ladies. They were kneeling on a bearskin rug in front of the bedroom fireplace. Maddy had never pleased a man with another woman, but Sabra used her own limited experience to help her out. Together, they had him almost drooling in pleasure.

"Damn it, girls. You've nearly killed me," he said in exhaustion. "Let me lay down for a few minutes." They quickly stood and ushered him onto the bed where they lay on each side of him and ran their soft hands over his frame while he panted for breath.

Sabra knelt and watched avidly as he skillfully brought Maddy. She was a trembling wreck when she finally pushed him away in protest.

"I'm sorry, Master. No more, please! It's too much!" He smiled to himself, content with her reaction to his loving, he prided himself on never leaving a lover wanting.

Many women in his past had been left hurting and nearly crippled the next morning after his loving, but none had ever regretted it that he knew of.

Finally, he rose to his knees again and fisted his cock. "Who wants it, ladies?"

"I'm ready, Master. However you want me, I'm yours." Sabra pledged.

"Please, Master! Be gentle with me!" she begged in a worried voice.

"I'll try, sweetheart. Tell me if it gets too bad and I'll stop. It'll feel good eventually, or so I'm told," he chuckled softly. She looked up at him and nodded in readiness.

She nearly woke the entire house with the cry he tore from her throat.

"Oh Master. I've never felt anything like that before! Thank you. You're such an animal and I love you for it."

He smiled down at her and bent over to kiss her sweetly. "I hope it wasn't too much, sweetheart. Are you  okay, little one?"

"I'm perfect, I may never be the same, but I'm perfect," she giggled and pulled him into a tight hug, throwing her legs around his trim hips and gripping him tightly. "Thank you, Master," she whispered and nipped his ear. After she cuddled him awhile his thoughts turned to Maddy who was being ignored.

To be continued in part 10, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 10

 The men depart for war and Abby establishes her authority.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

"Do you still wish to make me happy, Maddy?" he asked.

"Of course, Master, always."

He laid on his back and tugged her head to his waist. "Suck me, Maddy. I would like that very much," he commanded. She looked at his still throbbing cock trapped in her small hand. It was covered in his thick cum and traces of blood from Sabra's destroyed pussy. She quailed at the sight but knew he wanted her to do his bidding. Daintily, she stuck her tongue out to sample him. He was warm and salty while she caught a taste of copper from Sabra.

He tugged her closer with a big hand entangled in her hair and she finally gave in. She desperately wanted to make him happy at any price so she opened wide and took him in her warm mouth. He let out such a groan of satisfaction that she was instantly gratified with her decision. He repaid her by swinging her hips over his face and introducing her to the joys of the sixty-nine position. When she felt his tongue plunge inside her she let out a joyful cry and redoubled her efforts to clean his cock with her eager mouth. For long minutes they enjoyed each other until she experienced a wonderful orgasm and he was again hard as a fireplace poker.

He pulled her up from his waist and spun her to face him. "Madeline?"

"Yes, Master?"

"I think you were rather mean to poor Sabra, weren't you?" She looked at him warily and saw steel in his eyes, but at the same time his lip quirked with humor. She lowered her eyes submissively.

"Yes, Master. I was jealous of her and I shouldn't have spoken so rudely." she admitted softly.

"What should your punishment be for such a sin?" She frantically thought for a few seconds.

"Um, a spanking, maybe?"

Sabra wanted so badly to join in and name a punishment, but figured keeping silent was probably her best choice because she hardly knew the General at all.

"How about you get the same treatment that you begged me to give her? A long, hard fuck?" She quickly looked up at him and he gave her a wink that surprised her greatly. She'd thought she was in serious trouble! She broke into a beautiful smile.

"Oh yes, Master. I'm sure I deserve that," she giggled in relief. His hard hand gripped a handful of her hair and steered her off the bed and onto her knees on the bearskin rug while she yelped in consternation.

"Spread yourself," he commanded in a stern voice. She immediately reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks open.

"Ah yes, beautiful, sweet Maddy. Hold yourself just like that. Sabra, help me find my way," he groaned as he crouched behind her and covered her hands in his, spreading her open to the point of pain. Sabra caught his prodigious length in her hand and steered him into Maddy's wet pussy. He lowered himself until he wedged his thickness just barely inside her and waited. He'd felt her tense up at first contact and held back until she relaxed. When she did so, he immediately powered down and buried himself to the hilt in one ruthless thrust. Her head flew back and she let out a guttural groan like he'd never heard before.

The breath was nearly driven from her lungs, so he waited a few seconds until she recovered, then withdrew only to drop his full weight behind his massive cock and he gutted her again, much to the delight of a vengeful Sabra.

"Fuck the little slut, Master. Have no mercy on her!" she whispered wickedly. He almost laughed at how the girls pitted themselves against each other and he counted himself lucky to have been matched with them.

He shook his head in amusement, then returned his full attention to Maddy. He gripped her ass and began forcefully fucking her, long deep strokes that pounded into the very darkest depths of her spasming pussy.

She was crying out continuously now, exhorting him to fuck her, to ruin her, to never stop what he was doing to her. He obeyed and gave her his all until he was near exhaustion. Sweating and panting with effort, he drilled her through a final orgasm that had her gripping his cock fiercely with her internal muscles and wringing the last orgasm of the night from him. She managed to stay on her knees when he impaled her a last time with a mighty thrust and came explosively deep inside her.

He threw his head back and concentrated on spurting as hard and deep as he could, obeying the age old instinct to impregnate a mate. She groaned in painful pleasure when she felt his cock bottom out inside her and flood her with hot cum. As he was jerking and shuddering his last, her knees gave out and she collapsed prone on the fur rug leaving him kneeling behind her, his cock still swollen and spitting ropes of cum on her ass and thighs. Sabra was on her knees beside him and she quickly bent and took his dripping cock head in her mouth to suckle him and lick him clean while he murmured his encouragement. Slowly, he tipped over beside Maddy and tugged her head over to rest on his furred chest while Sabra snuggled in on the other side.

"Ah, ladies. You've ruined me forever," he said in a voice still rough with passion. "I've never experienced anything like that before."

"Thank you, Master," they both chimed together, then giggled aloud. Sabra got up and went to fetch water and cloths to clean them with, and Maddy took the opportunity to talk with Nathan in private. She ran her hands gently up and down his body, soothing him until his breathing returned to normal, then spoke her heart.

"Will you stay with us longer, please?" she asked hesitantly, knowing a slave had no right to ask such a question.

"I can't, sweet girl. The war beckons and we have duties to perform. I'd love nothing better though. I promise to come see you any time I'm close to this area. Would that be ok with you?" She nodded her head rapidly and smiled a bit sadly.

"I'll miss you terribly, Master. No man has ever treated me like you do."

He looked down at her and kissed her forehead. "Ah, sweet Maddy. I'm so lucky to have found you. You love me even when I mistreat you a bit like this evening. I'm not sure I deserve you."

"Oh Master, I was jealous of you and Sabra and I needed to be punished. I have no claim on you and I'm only here to serve. Please forgive me." she begged as hot tears flooded her beautiful eyes.

"There's nothing to forgive, sweetheart. And another thing, when we're alone or with members of this family, call me Nathan. When we're around others, I'm simply General Greene," he said and hugged her to him tenderly. She felt a warm glow and the fluttering of hope in her breast, something she'd never experienced before as a plantation slave.

Sabra returned, and using a damp cloth gently cleaned Nathan's cock and balls until she was satisfied, then she and Maddy cleaned themselves. Sabra went to take her leave, but Maddy called softly to her.

"Sabra, come sleep with us, please." Nathan was pleasantly surprised and turned his head to Maddy. She looked at him with a tender smile and kissed him sweetly. "I love you, Master," she whispered.

Chapter 13

General Greene decided to take another day of rest before departing for his command, a decision the family was more than happy with. The recent combat had been hard on them all and Nathan judged they needed a respite before pursuing the war against the Crown. He soon asked Abby and Alec to meet him in George's study.

"I've got some bad news for you both. Alec needs to meet with my people, the ones he'll be corresponding with while fulfilling his duties here," he said gravely, while a frown of dismay crossed the young couple's faces.

He continued, "It'll help both him and my folks immensely if they can spend a few days getting to know one another and teaching Alec what my surveillance section is all about."

Abby glanced up at Alec and behind his frown she saw a glint in his eye. She suspected that this wasn't all bad news to him as he was a spy by trade and had been out of the loop for several months now. He was probably itching to get back to business.

"It doesn't make me happy in the least, but I can understand the reasoning," Abby said. "How would this work out, would he go with you tomorrow?"

"Yes, that's what I'd prefer. He can travel with us and return to the plantation on his own in a month or so," Nathan replied.

Abby pursed her lips and thought a moment. She really wanted to accompany the men, but knew the General would probably not allow it, also, she needed to stay and implement her plan on getting the plantation back up and making a profit again.

"I know you can handle it, dear Abby," Nathan said gently. "With good friends like Rose and June, you should have no issues keeping the plantation in line."

"She's just the woman for the job. She's smart and more than capable of managing it," Alec said confidently and gave her a reassuring wink. She smiled lovingly up at him and stuck out her little pink tongue.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, big man," she teased. He put an arm around her and hugged her close while she giggled happily.

Nathan looked at them fondly. "Well, that's settled then. Now I need to speak to George and William. If they're ready, I'll have them head south tomorrow and pursue the redcoats as hard and fast as possible. I want them pushed back to the sea and out of our country," he said with a determined look in his eye.

Abby and Alec took their leave and wandered arm in arm down the hall.

"I shall miss you terribly," Abby said sadly.

"And I you, Angel," he responded. "It's for the best though. I must admit I look forward to resuming my old billet in the Army. It's the most fulfilling thing I've ever done other than meet you, sweetheart," he added.

"I understand. I can't blame you for that. It'll be interesting to see you operate. It's undoubtedly so different than what I dragged you through the last few months," she said, and lovingly squeezed his thick bicep with her small, but strong hand. "I hope you'll be much safer this time 'round," she teased, remembering how she'd rescued him from a sure hanging just a few short months ago.

"Tell me about it. Thank God for angels," he said solemnly, then stopped and pulled her into his arms for a sweet kiss. "If it weren't for you I'd be long dead and in the ground," he whispered, and kissed her again, deeply and with all the sincerity he could muster. When they parted his eyes were a bit misty, and hers were moistened as well.

"I love you, Heavy," she breathed, and winked up at him with a tender smile. He gave her such a look of love that her heart clenched in her chest and she felt a tear leak out to trickle down her cheek. He kissed it away and gathered her in for another gentle kiss.

"There's a bedroom down the hall ya know!" a female voice said loudly and they quickly looked up to see Rose smiling at them and giggling into her hand from a few steps away. She squeaked in alarm when Alec suddenly lunged at her and caught her up in tight hug, then swatted her little ass until she laughingly begged for mercy. When he stopped, she squeezed him as hard as she could and pecked him on the cheek. He let her go and Abby grabbed her for a big hug as well.

"Nathan is stealing my man and sending father and William away! Whatever will we do?" Abby asked of Rose, with a sad expression. Rose's eyes widened in alarm.

"I knew it was coming, damn it! How long will they be gone, months and months?" she cried.

"He said Alec will be gone a month or so. He didn't give a time frame for father and William. I would imagine until the redcoats are defeated." Tears gathered in Rose's eyes as the bad news sank in.

"But we just found them! Damn it, that makes me mad as hell!" Rose sobbed and threw herself in Abby's loving arms. Alec joined them and gave them what little comfort he could. He heard the study door close and looked up to see George and William taking their leave of the General, and they both wore long faces. William looked at Rose in Alec's arms and he took a step towards them with a pensive look on his face, then stopped and nodded at Alec sadly. He turned and followed George down the hall, his shoulders slumped under the weight of his burden.

Just before lunch, while Alec was packing his clothing into a wooden travel chest, he was approached by George. "Son, I've a favor to ask of you and Abby. Will you accompany William and I at lunch, please? We'd like to speak to you two for awhile. Then afterwards I fully intend to drink the afternoon away and enjoy my last day here to the fullest!" he declared with a smile that somehow refused to reach his eyes. Alec noticed immediately and knew his future father-in-law was not happy in the least. However, he knew George was a professional and would fulfill his duties without complaint.

"I'd be more than happy to, George. Shall I request anything special from Maddy?"

"No, just whatever she has in mind for the day. I'll not inconvenience her in the least. She has plenty more than us to worry about."

Alec was continuously impressed with George's care and concern of his slaves. He was like no other man Alec had ever met when it came to respect for his laborers and he always treated them like members of his own family.

"As you wish, I'll hit her up for a bottle of nice wine though. I think you and William deserve it."

 Conjugal Caring for June & Rose

Maddy served the four of them roasted chicken and rice along with a delicious white wine that had them all complimenting her until she blushed a dusky red and shyly left the room.

"How did you manage to keep Rose and June from being here with us?" Abby asked in curiosity.

"There's a poor widow staying in one of the slave cabins, and by chance she came by to ask for help with one of her sick children. I asked the girls to see what they could do. I resent doing that to them but William and I need a private conversation with you two."

"That seems rather serious, father. Whatever could be so secretive that you wouldn't include them?" Abby asked in concern.

George took a huge breath and let it out in a long sigh. He looked at the floor for several moments to harden his courage and William took the opportunity to get up and pour four stiff whiskeys in large glasses and hand them out.

George finally met their eyes and they both saw his were filled with tears. "Abby, Alec, you know I love you both deeply, I hope you realize that," he began. Abby gripped Alecs big hand in fearful anticipation of his next words, this was not like her father at all. They both nodded at George in agreement.

He continued, "William and I are departing tomorrow for who knows how long with the goal of defeating the British at all costs. We may never return as you both know how dangerous of an undertaking this is. Nathan seems to think we can do it in a matter of a year or so. I'm not quite that optimistic but stranger things have happened. Our concern is of course for Rose and June's welfare while we're gone. We know you'll take good care of them for that time, but what if one or both of us die in battle or of sickness?"

Alec couldn't help himself and broke in. "You two will do a great job in the field and will come home soon, hale and hearty!" he exclaimed confidently.

"I value your support, Alec, but William and I are realists. William, could you continue, please? They need to hear this from the both of us," George said a bit sadly.

"Of course," William said in a voice breaking with emotion. "This is extremely difficult to talk about, please forgive me. George and I are pleading with you both to resume your prior relationships with Rose and June, the same as when you were living in Mister Yates' cabin."

Abby sucked in a surprised breath, shocked at his words, then grabbed Alec for support.

William continued, "We can't bear thought of our women here alone and pining away without us while you two have a full and loving relationship. Their sadness would be unbearable to George and I. We realize how important you were for their survival the last few months, dear Abby. Without you and Alec, they would've been dead long ago. We fully trust you two to keep them happy and in a positive frame of mind during our absence. We also realize how painful this may be for you, because the girls told us how you reclaimed Alec's affections for yourself when you found George and me here."

He paused and waited for a few moments while the couple grappled with his unexpected words. "I need a little bit to think," Abby said in a weak voice, completely taken aback at the change of events.

"Of course," said George gently, "but please let us know today sometime so we can settle our minds. Just know that we love you dearly and won't take offense if you deny us. As William said, it's almost intolerable of us to ask you this, yet we don't see any other recourse for our peace of mind. We'll see ourselves out and hope to join you both at dinner."

The men left, and Alec turned to his sweetheart. "Abby," he began.

She cut him off with a raised hand and wiped tears from her cheeks. "It's  okay, sweetheart. I'm fine I think. Yesterday I had a thought that when the men left for war, Rose and June would need our attention and it made me remember all the times we were together with them. I imagined them approaching us for affection, but never thought that father and William would ask us. I can't conceive of the courage it took them to do it. They must really love those two girls to allow them to be intimate with us again."

Alec looked at her closely and saw the battle hardened girl he fell in love with emerge from her recently found cocoon of relative safety. Her beautiful blue eyes sharpened and grew more determined as she gazed back at him.

"I knew it was too good to last, just me and you together, but I'll do anything for Rose and June," she stated firmly. "This damn war keeps demanding so much from us, but I won't give up, honey. I just can't." She climbed up into his lap and buried her head in his neck, inhaling the warm scent of him with a little shiver of pleasure.

"I've told you before, lover. I'm perfectly content being with you only. Hell, I can't handle anymore than that," he said with heartfelt emotion. "I can't lie though. I loved being with all you girls and I truly adore Rose and June, just in a much different way than you. Does that make any sense, Angel?"

"Yes, it does. And I believe you. I've seen it in your gorgeous grey eyes," she whispered up at him. "How do feel about it, can you be that close to the girls again and give them back to the men when they return?"

Alec took a big breath and let out a long sigh. "I can if I'm half as strong as you. I'm still in shock from their questions while you've already recovered and are plotting how to make it all work. I can see your wheels turning as we speak and I admire that, sweetheart. You're the strongest person I know."

She slapped his chest lightly and giggled through her tears. "No, you're the strongest. I rescued you from the hangman and you rode all night with the skin flayed from your back without a complaint. You followed me into battle and got wounded twice, again without complaint. You even managed to keep your being a spy secret all those months without us girls suspecting a thing. A girl couldn't ask for a better man than that, especially one with such a beast of a cock," she said flirtatiously and ran a soft hand over the obnoxious bulge protruding down his trouser leg.

"What do ya say, big man, do we deny the men their plea or do we soldier on and keep our girls happy?" she asked in a determined tone of voice.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply until she was gasping for breath.

"We soldier on, Angel. Tis the only choice we have."

Before dinner, the young couple cornered William and George to deliver their verdict. Alec took the lead. "Here's our deal. You two gentlemen tell Rose and June of your decision, to include that it was your idea. They need to know that. Also, we'll not approach them to be intimate. If and when they need succor, they can come to us and we'll welcome them gladly, but we don't want to influence their decision in any way. They'll also be welcome to assist Abby and I in prosecuting the war. If they volunteer to do dangerous deeds with us we won't discourage them. They were indispensable in our struggle to survive these last months and if they want to fight again, it's fine with us. All good so far?"

William and George nodded together in agreement. By the smiles on their faces they appeared to be grateful. Abby used the moment to pipe up, "And when you return, which you certainly shall, any issues that arise because of this will not be reflected on or held against my Alec. I simply won't have it. In fact, that would be a sure way to cause me grief against you both," she said sternly with steel in her eyes as she pinned each man with a long stare.

Her father gathered her in his arms and hugged her closely. "I swear it, daughter. If I come home and June is alive and happy, I couldn't ask for any more than that."

"And I as well," William stated firmly. "Rose's happiness is paramount to me, regardless of my own frame of mind on the matter. Thank you, Alec. You truly are a good friend," he said while shaking Alec's big hand and meeting his eyes with a solid gaze.

"Yes, Alec. Thank you," George rejoined. "I admit this is one of the hardest days of my life, yet somehow I feel more confident in our futures than ever. Your decision will allow William and I to concentrate fully on our duties rather than wringing our hands in worry over our women." He gave Abby a tender smile and kissed her cheek. "Thank you too, dear daughter. You're the light of my life, you know."

Just then Maddy appeared, dressed in her finest to announce that dinner was ready. They obediently followed her, and the family, including Major Moore, toasted everyone's health and sat down to enjoy their last dinner together.

Soon, everyone finished up and went directly to their respective bedrooms, eager to spend their last precious moments alone with their lovers. Abby slowly stripped her clothing away and sat at her mirror to brush out her hair, one of Alec's favorite things to watch her do. When she was finished, she sat him down and worked his white shirt down over his broad shoulders, kissing her way down his furry chest and giggling as his hair tickled her nose.

He stood suddenly and grabbing her up, threw her on the big bed. She was giggling helplessly as she bounced on the mattress and landed on her back.

She shivered at the sound of her beast man and a flood of goosebumps ran down her arms and back. A feeling of submissiveness came over her and she suddenly wanted nothing more than her man on top of her.

"Roll me over, lover. Make me feel it for a week," she whispered in a soft voice filled with need.

"I love you, sweetheart," he ground out between clenched teeth, "more than ever!" She looked up at him and her heart melted in her chest.

She was sobbing in joy, yet also pain at the thought of him leaving her. She pulled her hands free of his grip and wrapped them around him to hug him fiercely.

"My man, so big and strong. I love you dearly, Heavy," she sighed as she wet his shoulder with hot tears. Knowing he was crushing her, he gently rolled them over and held her atop him. She snuggled in deep and enjoyed the feeling.

"Umm, you feel so good, Angel. I wish I could take you with me," he murmured.

"Me too, I love a good adventure with a sexy, handsome man," she teased lightly.

She covered them up and cuddled into his side, smiling to herself in amusement as his deep breaths told her he was already asleep. She kissed his lips tenderly, then lay awake for awhile, wondering what the next few months might bring.

Come morning, the girls resisted getting out of bed, wanting to spend as much time with their men as possible. Finally, Nathan shouted down the hallways, rousing everyone from their slumber. Known only to the women, Maddy had been up early, leaving Nathan to sleep while she stoked the fires and warmed water for bathing the men. Mira and Sabra had volunteered to wash them, with instructions from the women to spoil the men relentlessly.

Meanwhile, the girls had congregated in the kitchen and took whores baths, then quickly went to their rooms and dressed in their Sunday best, wanting to look good for their lovers departure. When the men arrived for breakfast their fervid compliments on their beauty were well taken and enjoyed by the ladies, all of whom had chosen dresses that accentuated their slim forms and firm breasts. Even though the boys had been fully sated the night before, their hands and eyes wandered with familiarity on their lovers bodies, much to the delight of the women.

Too soon it was time for them to depart and hugs and firm handshakes were shared amongst the companions. Tears were leaking from the ladies eyes as their men mounted their horses and took their leave, the same eyes watching closely until the last man rode from view.

"Well shit fire," Rose cursed and wiped her wet cheeks.

"Damn it to hell, we just found our men only to lose them in just a few days," June said sadly.

Abby gathered them both in her arms and kissed their cheeks tenderly. "We can do this, ladies. We've done it before in much harder conditions, but this time hopefully it won't last as long." Rose sniffled a bit, then Abby felt her spine stiffen through her hand in the small of Rose's back, and she knew her old friend Rose would come through just fine.

June let out a huge sigh and surveyed the open yard and slave shacks further down the lane and said, "Well girls, we may as well get to it. What's next?"

George had left a full compliment of militia men behind to help Abby in her endeavors as well as defend the plantation. She took a day to create a list of things she wanted done and asked the senior man, Joseph Higgins, to help her organize work parties. He was a large man, tall and thick with muscle. His face was handsome in a rough sort of way, mostly caused by an old saber cut that was a vivid red line from his left eye to the curve of his jaw. Many a girl had swooned over him, while he remained mostly unaware of their willingness to make themselves available.

Almost all the slaves volunteered to help, as Abby refused to assign them unwanted labors. She also forbid any man from raising his hand to a slave. She'd seen slaves violently abused before and it turned her stomach. The militia men stared at her sideways and mumbled in their beards at that, but after seeing the hard stare Joseph gave them, they came around and chose to humor her. They'd never seen slaves treated thusly before George had arrived, and were quite taken by surprise.

She set the men to cutting firewood, rounding up all the livestock they could find in a several mile radius, and making the slave shacks and small cabins on the property more habitable. While they worked, she surveyed the razed tobacco fields and determined which ones needed the most care and had the slaves ready them for planting in the spring.

June used her seamstress skills to fashion new and repair some old dresses for the slave women and wives and widows of the militia. Within a couple weeks the women were gaining confidence in their appearance and held their heads higher as they paraded around, tempting the men with their newfound attractiveness.

Rose assisted both girls in any way that she could, especially with the children. She loved spoiling them and even tried her hand at teaching. Something she'd never thought she'd like doing, but she found it brought her both joy and peacefulness.

Barely two weeks into their lifestyle change, June and Rose sought out Abby for comfort, and they started sleeping together in her and Alec's big bed. Maddy thought it a bit strange, but by now she was growing accustomed to the family's oddities as she saw it. One morning she went to wake the three women, and like George had experienced before, she was struck by their innocent beauty. She stood at their bedside and looked down at them fondly as they slumbered. Rose's cheek was well cushioned on June's substantial breast, her warm breath teasing a taut brown nipple while Abby was tucked in close behind her with a lazy arm thrown across her midsection.

Maddy started when June stirred and flipped the blankets back, then clasped her hand. "Come. Warm up with us, it's so cozy in here," she invited with a sleepy voice and smoky eyes. Maddy stiffened in alarm, but the old habit of instant obedience took over and she carefully slipped in fully clothed next to the beautiful, naked maid. June's slender arm went around her and tugged her head close to her breast, mimicking Rose's position. Maddy laid there stiffly for a while, only relaxing when June stroked her neck and shoulders while singing a soft lullaby. Soon, her eyes grew heavy and she joined the girls for a drowsy morning of well-earned sleep.

They were startled awake by an adolescent male voice shouting in the hallway.

"Mistress Abigail! Mistress Abigail! Come quick! He's killing her! Please hurry, Mistress!" It was the young boy who usually stood a loose sentry watch at the front door, and he sounded terrified. Abby flew from the pile of sleeping female bodies and dressed haphazardly, not forgetting to buckle on her trusty dagger and rapier. She hurried down the hall and the young boy lead her at a dead run to the grisly scene unfolding before the inhabitants of the plantation.

One of the militia men was stinking drunk and had tied a young slave girl to the hitching rail at one of the small cabins. He was overweight, bare chested, and screaming insults while he laid into the fragile thing with a bullwhip. She appeared to be 18 or 19 years old and her clothing was ripped and torn by the lash. Blood ran freely from her thin black frame as he whipped her mercilessly.

"Get the children away from here!" Abby shouted in her most commanding voice, praying it wouldn't crack under the strain of the moment. A few women quickly bundled the small kids away while Abby addressed the man.

"Stop this immediately!" She cried out. The man ignored her and continued whipping the poor girl. "I said stop it! No slave will be whipped on my properties!" she yelled frantically. The man ceased his efforts and turned to face her, his face ugly with drink and anger.

"Fuck you and your rules, you worthless cunt! Now fuck off!" He cocked his arm, and with the speed of a striking rattler sent his whip flashing out to tear into Abby's left forearm. She screamed as the tip split her skin open and nearly went to her knees in pain.

Gathering herself, she again ordered him to stop.

"Fuck you, bitch! She's my slave and I'll beat her if I want. If you come any closer, I'll gut you like a fish!" he shouted, his face swollen and red with passion.

Just then, Joseph ran up to the scene and cocked his rifle, then took a bead on the man. "Let me kill him, Mistress, please. He's always been a worthless piece of shit," he begged of Abby.

She felt a cold, calculated hate for the man settle over her. "No, but thank you Joseph. I'll handle him. Are the children all gone?"

"Yes, Ma'am, they're safely away!"

While they spoke, the drunkard resumed whipping the still screaming slave girl. Abby quickly strode up behind him while drawing her rapier, then she crouched low and with a wicked backhand, hacked through the backs of his boots, severing his achilles tendons above his heels. He screamed in agony and crumpled to the ground while the gathering crowd cried out in shock at her unexpected attack.

"You would gut me like a fish? I think not, you repugnant beast!" Abby said in a fierce growl. He sat with his legs straight out in front of him, grabbing at his wounds and sobbing like a child.

Suddenly, Rose's voice rang out above the din, "Abigail. No! Have mercy on him!" She'd seen Abby like this before and knew the man was in for a violent death.

Ignoring her plea, Abby took a running step and kicked the man full in the face, scattering his teeth over the yard and mangling his lips. He flopped backwards on the ground, nearly unconscious. She swiftly dropped her rapier and drew her dagger, then knelt next him and gripped his throat. He looked up at her with pleading eyes that went wide in agony when she punched her dagger in his gut just above his belt line. He screamed shrilly as she ripped his belly open, sawing away until her blade stopped at his sternum, where she angled her blade and with a grunt of effort, spitted his heart with its razor sharp point. His guts billowed out of his stomach cavity and she held her breath at the stench of it.

"Fuck YOU, you piece of shit!" she hollered in anger, "Just fuck you!" She stood up and spat on his quivering, dying carcass, then addressed a shocked Joseph. "Take this evil man out in the forest and let the coyotes have him!"

Joseph was completely amazed at what he'd just seen and was at a loss for words. She strode up to him and looked him dead in his startled eyes. "Do you understand me, Joseph? Get it done, then come see me in the big house."

"Yes, Mistress Durham, right away Ma'am," he finally managed, and quickly threw a rope around the man's legs, then towed him away, leaving a bright trail of blood on the hard dirt.

Rose ran to Abby and hugged her. "Oh, Abby. Why did you have to kill him?"

Abby gave her a steely glare and whispered, "Don't question me, Rose, not in front of our people. Now go to the house, quickly now." June was there also and she meekly followed Rose back inside. The doctor finally made an appearance, apparently he was the last to arrive. "Patch the poor girl up please, Doctor. She'll stay in the house until she's mending well."

He looked closely at her right arm that was soaked in the man's blood. "Are you  okay? Did the man cause you injury?"

"He got me here with his whip, that's all he could manage," she said as she showed him her torn left sleeve. "I'll let you tend to it after you've helped out our young lady."

They helped the poor girl to the house where the doctor began tending her many wounds. Meanwhile, Rose and June were beside themselves. They'd seen Abby kill before, but this time it'd been particularly gruesome and they were more than troubled.

"I'm sorry I spoke up, Abby. It won't happen again," Rose apologized, she didn't want her friend upset with her in the least.

"And I'm sorry I barked at you. It's just that we ladies are in charge here with no men to back us up. We can't afford to seem weak by questioning each other," Abby said gently. She pulled Rose in for a tight hug that smeared the man's blood from her arm all over Rose's dress.

"Whoops, sorry," Abby giggled, a bit in shock herself at the day's events. The adrenaline was having its way with her and she started to shake while looking a bit peaked. Rare for her indeed, but she pushed it away and tried to concentrate. June picked up on it it immediately and ordered three cups of tea and a blanket from Maddy, whom scurried to obey. As it was a cool day, Rose stoked the fire in the parlor, then stripped Abby of her bloody shirt and sat her on the couch, then covered her up while snuggling in next to her. Maddy delivered the tea, and at Abby's insistence, joined them.

In a low voice, June explained to Maddy what had happened and she gasped in amazement at the story while looking at Abby with new eyes. She'd heard tales of her exploits, but the day's action brought more truth than rumor to them. Abby slowly sipped her tea and melted into Rose's loving embrace.

Rose stroked her hair and caressed her neck until Abby leaned into her touch and purred with pleasure.

"Oh, Rose. You're so good to me. That goes for all you girls. I couldn't function a day without you," she said sleepily. Unbeknownst to her, the doctor had slipped a few drops of laudanum in her tea at Rose's request in the hopes of calming her down. It worked wonders for her and in a few short minutes she was sleeping peacefully on Rose's shoulder.

Joseph arrived, and at June's urging carried Abby to bed where the girls joined her until she awoke refreshed a couple of hours later. He was obediently waiting in the parlor for her command when she made her appearance.

"Joseph, tomorrow morning I want all the men and women to assemble out front. Leave a woman or two to watch the children. I mean to have words with everyone."

He nodded his head in acceptance, "Yes, Mistress Durham, I certainly will."

She continued, "And thank you for your support today. Especially when you offered to kill that evil man. I hope you understand why I had to do it myself."

"Yes, Mistress, I do, but I've never seen a woman do the like. I reckon most of the stories I've heard about you are true then?"

She giggled and touched his arm, "Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that. Most stories get embellished beyond reason, but I've certainly had my share of adventures." She winked and gave him a beautiful smile, her bright blue eyes full of mischief, and he promptly fell head over heels for her. She felt a bit bad for teasing him, but she needed loyal friends right now. Especially a man with the will to command his men and carry out her wishes. She took his arm and led him to the front porch where they both noticed that the temperature outside had fallen even further.

Abby shivered and looked up at a dark bank of sullen clouds in the sky. "Burr, it's chilly out here. Maybe we'll have an early winter," she said gloomily.

"I think so," Joseph said. "My dear old grandmother says we're in for some cold weather, and she's rarely wrong. I'll make sure Maddy has plenty of wood for your stoves and fireplaces, Mistress."

"Well thank you for thinking of us, kind sir." Abby returned graciously. "Please make sure the war widows are taken care of as well."

"Already taken care of," he said proudly. "We have a good network of people that support those poor women. They lack for very little."

"I'm so glad to hear that, Joseph. If you need anything at all, come to me immediately and I'll do everything possible to help you out."

"Thank you, Mistress Durham, I shall," he said, and politely took his leave.

Abby watched him as he walked away, shivering as a stiff gust of cold wind arrived to toss her long blonde hair about her face and shoulders. She hurriedly ducked inside and called for Maddy.

"Yes, Mistress?"

"Maddy, please call me Abby. I've told you that before."

"I'm sorry, just force of habit, Mistress." She caught herself with a giggle and a shy look at her new owner.

"I think today should be a bath day," Abby declared. "It's frigid outside and I'm chilled. Fetch Rose and June please. We three will stoke the fireplaces and stoves while you heat the water, then we'll spoil ourselves rotten because I happen to think we deserve it!" she laughed happily. The trials of the day were slipping from her shoulders and she began to feel like her old self.

"We'll also be a bit naughty. I feel the need for a tall whiskey with my bath, what do ya think, dear Maddy?"

"I think it sounds wonderful, Abby. I'll get right on it."

Soon enough, the four women were naked and ensconced in the two large tubs. Abby was with Rose, and June with Maddy. Bathing together was an old habit with the three girls, but was entirely new to Maddy. June tenderly cleaned her and washed her hair, then used the slippery soap to lubricate her small hands as she massaged the stiffness from Maddy's neck and shoulders. She purred like a kitten under June's ministrations, having never experienced anything like this in her life.

June leaned back and spread her legs, then tugged Maddy's back to her front and sighed in pleasure. "You feel so good, Maddy. Just relax and enjoy," she murmured in her ear. She slid her hands up to cup Maddy's large tits and soaped them up thoroughly, then gently caressed them while Maddy slowly relaxed in her arms. While they soaked in the hot water the girls made short shrift of their whiskey, and soon tipsy giggles were filling the room.

Abby leaned back into Rose and sighed happily. Rose smiled into her neck and mimicking June, rubbed her shoulders while Abby moaned in pleasure.

"You're so good to me, sweet Rose," she murmured, "you can do this to me anytime you like. It feels wonderful."

"I'd do more than that if you'd let me, sweetheart," Rose whispered sexily.

Abby giggled and pinched her thigh. "You don't give up do you? Silly girl!"

She turned her head to kiss Rose's flushed cheek. "You know I love you, right?"

"And I love you, sweet girl." Rose sighed, and kissed the shell of her ear. She tugged Abby back into her and slid her arms around her. One hand cupped a firm breast and the other caressed her tight belly. Feeling toasty from the whiskey, Abby allowed Rose to play a little without remonstrating her. She sighed deeply and rested her head back on Rose's shoulder. In a few short minutes her eyelids grew heavy and Rose petted her until she was dozing lightly in her arms.

June looked over at them and smiled. Like Rose, she was entranced by Abby's beauty and found herself becoming aroused at the sight of the two gorgeous women sharing the tub. Maddy was watching as well and she too was struck at the sight.

"They're so beautiful, Miss June. Aren't they lovely together?" she asked a bit shyly. June kissed her neck softly and replied.

"They sure are. You're lovely as well, Maddy. So brown and smooth, I could just eat you up!" she giggled.

"Thank you, Miss June. I've never been told I was beautiful until Nathan did the other night, and now from you. Do you really think so? I'm just a slave girl."

"Oh, honey. You're far more than just a slave girl. You're a gorgeous woman who attracts men willy-nilly. You had the General wrapped around your pinky in no time. I daresay he was smitten with you!"

Maddy giggled self consciously. "If you say so. He did seem to enjoy my company, several times in fact."

"Hmm, I bet he did. Was he big and thick? Was he gentle or did he take you like a beast?" June asked in a whisper, and slid a clever hand between Maddy's thighs whom jerked in surprise, then slowly relaxed as the whiskey lowered her inhibitions.

"Both ways." she answered, "He was loving and gentle the first night, then when Sabra joined us, he took us both like an animal. My body still aches a bit. I love it though because it reminds me of him," she said dreamily. "And yes, he's huge and thick as my wrist. He's very intimidating."

"He took you with Sabra? Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, it was quite different but I loved it just the same because it brought him pleasure and happiness. He made me suck his cock after he took Sabra. I didn't think I'd like it but it was amazing. Sabra tastes nice, I think," she said as her face flushed with embarrassment.

June shivered as she imagined the scene. She loved phallic ministrations, especially when it was soaked in her or another woman's juices.

 Girls on the bare-skin rug

Maddy stirred between her thighs and slid forward.

"I'd best be on with dinner, it's getting late. Thank you for including me here with you ladies. I really enjoyed myself." She climbed out and wrapped herself in a big towel, then bent over to kiss June tenderly on the lips.

"Of course, Maddy. I'll join you, and together we'll whip up a tasty meal for our girls."

The following morning the girls were eating breakfast when a polite knock sounded at the front door. Maddy opened it to see Joseph standing there, shivering and covered in fresh snowflakes. She ushered him into see Abby, who stood immediately in alarm.

"Mercy sakes, Joseph. Come in by the fire and warm up." she offered.

"I shouldn't, Ma'am. I've assembled the people outside as you ordered and they're waiting for you."

Hurriedly, she donned a warm overcoat and went out on the porch. There were several dozen folk there, covered in snow and shivering. "Gracious sakes. Let's go to the barn. It's freezing out here!" she ordered. The barn was much warmer, probably due to the heat the livestock emitted and the thick straw that covered the ground.

"Thanks for coming, folks. I'll try to make this quick. Does everyone have enough food and firewood to get through several days of this weather?"

Several nods of agreement were noted and she continued on. "I want you all to know that you're more than welcome to come to me for anything you might need and I'll do everything in my power to help you out." Murmurs of appreciation filled the barn and she smiled at her people.

"Now, concerning the unpleasantness of yesterday. I think you know where I stand on the whipping and beating of slaves. Such abuse will not be tolerated on this plantation. In fact, any abuse of a slave or free woman by a man will be answered quickly and firmly. Does anyone here take issue with that?"

A couple of men muttered darkly and stared at her unhappily.

"I know that the whipping of slaves is common in our culture, but it'll be nonexistent here. If you feel strongly enough to keep doing it, you may gather your belongings and Joseph will escort you off the plantation immediately. If anyone is caught beating a woman like that evil man was yesterday, he'll be taken out and shot. I'll not brook dissent on this subject. Do we have an understanding?" she asked in a cold voice.

Every man she could see was nodding in assent except the two men she'd noticed earlier whom were frowning at her in disapproval. The crowd opened up as she strode up to the men and pinned them with her icy blue eyes, while resting her left hand on the pommel of her rapier.

"I said, do we have an understanding, gentlemen?" The steel in her voice was more than evident and the barn grew silent as the crowd watched with bated breath, fearing a repeat performance of yesterday.

Joseph moved to her side with his rifle cradled in his arms and several militia men joined him with crossed arms and grim expressions. They stared the troublemakers down until the two men blinked and lowered their gazes to the straw floor.

"Yes," the older man muttered.

"Yes, what," she demanded, her temper starting to flare.

"Yes, Mistress," he said grudgingly.

"And you? Have you a voice?" she prodded the younger man.

"Yes, Mistress. We have an understanding." he replied.

"Good!" she said in a lighter voice and gave them a bright smile. "Now that wasn't so hard was it?" She moved back through the crowd and several women reached out to touch her and voice their thanks.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"We love you, Miss Durham."

Even a few men spoke to her.

"We'll do anything you ask, Mistress."

"Just shout and we'll come running."

She smiled to herself as she realized that she was earning the support she needed to make the plantation a success.

"Thank you all for coming today. I'm sorry to have dragged you out in this weather. I'll try to plan better next time."

To be continued in part 11, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 11

 Abby lets Rose explore and Maddy gets a new man.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

An old black lady approached her and shyly gave her a hug.

"Thank you, Mistress. My daughter was the one whom you saved yesterday. I feared that man would kill her but I couldn't do anything since I'm just another helpless slave. I can hardly believe what you're doing here, but I thank God for you and your father."

Abby felt tears gather in her eyes at the sincerity in the woman's voice, and she hugged her back. "Will you please come up to the big house with me? You can stay there until your daughter is healed up. I'm sure your presence would be a boon to her."

The old lady's eyes widened in surprise and a tear ran down her leathered cheek. Abby hugged her again and took her arm to lead her from the barn, but paused at the sound of Joseph's voice.

"If either of you two bastards cause our Miss Abigail trouble, I'll shoot you down like a mad dog, understand? If you mind your manners, we'll have no issues. It's your decision."

Abby's lips quirked in a small smile. Joseph was taking his job seriously and she was more than satisfied with him so far. He was turning out to be quite an asset for the plantation.

The following day the weather was still abominable, the temperature had dropped lower and a few inches of snow covered the ground. Abby gathered June and Rose and together they visited every cabin and slave shack, checking on the people to ensure they were staying warm and well fed. The girls enjoyed getting to know the folks and especially loved the many children. The small ones were quite receptive to them with Rose getting the lion's share of their attention, which she adored.

Abby invited every inhabitant to lunch the following day, requesting that they bring their own bowls and spoons with them. The people were quite surprised, but more than grateful at the offer. When the girls returned to the big house, they helped Maddy get ready for their guests. They soaked kettles of beans and readied dozens of pounds of ham hocks. It made for a long day but they thoroughly enjoyed the work.

While they were dicing carrots, Abby had a few words with Maddy.

"Its been terribly cold at night, Maddy. If you like, you can sleep with us three. It'll be a tight fit in bed but we'll adjust."

Maddy thought for several seconds, then responded. "May I speak directly, Mistress?"

"Of course, fire away," Abby replied with a warm smile.

Maddy's light mocha cheeks blushed slightly but she mastered her shyness.

"I really admire you, Miss Abby and recently I've decided to try to be more like you, strong and fierce when needed and gentle and loving with folks who deserve it. I always watch how you treat the other slaves and also how you love and protect Miss Rose and June. I'm going to take Sabra and Mira under my wing and try to pass some of my good fortune here in the big house onto them. They're good girls and they deserve it. I'll sleep with them in my room and support them all I can."

Abby was highly surprised but, pleased at her ambition.

"I think that's a wonderful idea, Maddy. Is your bed large enough for the three of you?"

"Not quite, we can push two beds together I reckon."

"Take mine and George's room," June volunteered from the doorway, while overhearing their conversation. "The bed is plenty large and well broken in!" she giggled.

Abigail laughed happily, "You naughty little tramp, come kiss me." June willingly obeyed and Maddy watched their shared affection closely, wanting the same in her newfound life. She was more than startled when the two girls included her with hugs and sweet kisses.

"Just promise you sleep with us occasionally, dear Maddy," June said gently. "We'd love to share our bed with you too." Maddy nodded while her eyes grew moist with tears. She'd never imagined being treated this way by anyone, much less a white mistress and her quadroon maid. She nodded happily and not trusting her voice, resumed her duties with Abby right beside her and that odd feeling of hope in her breast growing larger as time went by.

The following day, Abby opened the house to the workers and every room was soon filled with the happy sounds of people eating and visiting with their neighbors. Joseph found her and asked her to come look outside the front door. The two troublemakers from the other day were standing in the cold several yards away and talking amongst themselves. She threw on her overcoat and walked out to greet them, where they noticed her immediately and their eyes widened in concern.

"Won't you gentlemen please come in?" She asked with her most winning smile. "There's more than enough beans, ham hocks, and hot buttered biscuits for all. We'd love your presence inside."

"We weren't sure we'd be welcome after our conduct the other day," the older man stated with a chagrined expression.

"Of course you are. Please, let me escort you in and we'll feed you til you can't walk!" she said teasingly, then slid between them and grasped each man's hand in hers. She gently tugged them up the stairs and inside while Joseph stood on the porch with a baffled look of surprised admiration on his face.

When the first diners were showing signs of leaving, Abby had Joseph crack open a keg of whiskey and they meted out a stiff dram for each person that wanted it. The laughter grew a bit louder and the people's smiles grew broader towards Abby and the rest of the ladies of the house. Soon, all had left except the two men because they'd held back purposely hoping for a word with Abby.

"Mistress Durham?" The younger man ventured in a shaking voice.

"Yes, sir? What can I do for you?"

"Well, Ma'am. We just wanted to apologize for our behavior the other day. We had no right to treat a lady such as yourself so rudely. It shan't happen again."

"I've forgotten about it already. I hope you two stay here and contribute to the success of this plantation. I need strong, loyal men like yourselves. Can you envision that in your futures?" She reached out and touched each man's arm gently and gave them her best smile.

"Yes, Mistress, we certainly can." The elder man said with a new tone of confidence in his voice.

"That makes me quite happy. Thank you for coming today, gents. I'm planning on repeating our lunches together on the first Sunday of each month. You're invited to them all of course."

Each man bowed in turn and kissed her hand, then took their leave. She smiled and gave herself a pat on the back. She was learning that sometimes violence wasn't the only solution to a problem.

The girls had just finished cleaning up the kitchen and were settling in the parlor when a ruckus sounded from outside. They heard the front door fly open to slam against the wall and Joseph's loud voice rang out. "Mistress! Come at once!"

Abby groaned and put her drink down. "What now, I hope no one's hurt," she exclaimed.

Joseph called out again, this time in an almost panicked tone of voice. "Mistress! It's your man! We need the doctor, hurry!"

All the girls froze for a moment, then Abby cried out in distress. "June! Fetch the doctor!" She ran down the hall and flew outside to see four men seated on wagons packed full with cargo. She recognized Alec immediately and leaped aboard to hug him tightly. He was nearly a solid block of ice and was barely coherent. His beard was full of snow and his coat was layered with frost.

"Oh, sweetheart," she cried. "Let's get you in the house! Joseph! Get some help and carry these poor men inside! Hurry!"

Joseph leapt to obey, and help was easily available as a crowd was gathering. She steered the men to the parlor where Maddy was frantically stoking the fire hotter. The doctor showed up and began barking out orders.

"We need to get some hot liquids in them, warming them from the inside out is best. Don't put them in a hot bath, it may cause more damage. Cut their clothing off, cover them up and warm them gradually."

The women swiftly obeyed him and soon four naked men were wrapped in blankets and warming before the fire while sitting on the couch and loveseat. All the household staff showed up and offered to help as well.

"Mira, Sabra? Are you comfortable warming these men with your bodies?" Maddy asked, "They need it desperately."

"Yes, Maddy," they chorused, and immediately stripped down to cuddle up to two of the men. Maddy also joined them and together they held the shivering men close to their hot bodies. Abby quickly snuggled up to Alec, not surprised in the least when Rose joined her.

"So cold," he muttered between violent, shivering spasms. "I didn't think we'd make it alive. This storm ambushed us too far away from shelter." June slowly fed the men hot broth, and later a few bites of beans and ham hocks. It seemed to take forever, but eventually the men's shivering abated and they became more aware of the warm bodies that cocooned them in warmth. One of the men slowly nodded off and fell asleep pillowed on Mira's firm breasts. Abby noticed and got June's attention.

"Can you make sure the guest room is ready? I think we'll put these men to bed. You and Rose can sleep with me and Alec. Put a man each in your and Rose's room as well."

Maddy heard her quiet whispers and spoke up. "We three will sleep with the men and help them stay warm. I'll keep the fires up throughout the night."

It took awhile, but the women guided the men to their beds and tucked their warm bodies around them. They were all in poor shape. One man, the oldest, was wheezing as he struggled for air and Abby was more than concerned for him. Maddy noticed as well.

"I'll take care of him, Abby. There's a good chance I'll be up a lot thru the night and keeping a close eye on him."

As Abby led Alec to bed, he shuffled down the hall like an old man, stopping several times to cough violently. He put a hand on the wall to hold himself up, and Abby's heart went out to him as she struggled to bear his weight with an arm around his waist. Finally, she got him tucked in and was just snuggling up to his backside when Rose appeared and added her warmth to his front. He threw a big arm around her and sighed deeply. In seconds he was sleeping soundly and the girls began whispering.

"Oh, Abby. I'm so glad your man's back, but I'm sorry it had to be like this. We're lucky they made here at all." Rose said softly.

"I'll take him anyway I can get him, sweetheart," Abby responded. She slid an arm around his waist to rest it on Rose's hip. "Thank you for helping, you're the best friend ever."

June arrived and stoked up the fire in the stove, then quickly undressed and slid in behind Abby, cuddling her close to her front. Abby sighed in pleasure as the two bodies surrounded her in warmth and comfort.

In the wee hours of the morning, Alec let out a mighty shout and shot up bolt right, knocking a suddenly terrified Rose out of bed and onto the floor. Abby and June let out squeaks of surprise as he looked around frantically with blank eyes. Abby quickly knelt beside him and pulled his face between her full breasts.

"Hush, lover. It's  okay, you're home safe with your Abby," she crooned as she petted his shoulders and stroked his long, dark hair. He clung to her until his breathing eased and he slumped into her embrace. Rose had scrambled up from the floor and she knelt at his other side, hugging him close. Eventually, they got him laid back down and he drifted off to sleep.

Come morning, the doctor allowed Maddy, Mira and Sabra to bathe the men, judging they were warmed enough by now. They took the men in and spoiled them rotten until the water cooled too much for comfort. June and Rose fixed a wonderful breakfast while Abby scrubbed a filthy Alec until he shone. She slid in the tub behind him and pulled him back between her widespread thighs, kissing his neck as he settled in with a deep sigh.

"I was afraid I'd never see you again, Angel. I've never been so cold in my life. Another hour or two would have killed us I think."

She ran her hands around him and caressed his furry chest with familiarity, grateful beyond words her man was safe.

"I love you so, Heavy. I thank God for you every day. My heart aches when you're gone."

"And I love you, sweetheart. How've Rose and June been doing lately, are they  okay?"

"We're back to sleeping together, it just seems natural anymore. They have good attitudes though and work as hard as ever."

He sighed and closed his eyes. "That's good news. I'm sure you're the main reason for that, my strong, little beauty."

She giggled and nipped his shoulder, "If you say so, big man. Let's go get some breakfast."

As the company ate, Alec explained that Nathan had sent the four wagons full of cargo to help Abby in her quest to reinvigorate the plantation. There were barrels of salt pork, hundreds of pounds of smoked meats and bolts of cloth to make clothing with. There were also many other sundry items he'd thought might be of use to her.

Abby thanked the three men profusely for risking their lives to deliver her goods. They all nodded shyly and tried not to stare at her beauty. She'd already captured their hearts as she did most men, and Alec looked on with amusement at their plight. The two Mulatta maids noticed as well and felt the sharp pangs of jealousy as they were already taking a shine to their new charges. Their slight flirtations with the men grew more evident, and every time they approached one of them they caressed their shoulders or kissed their cheeks while giving them sexy smiles. By the time breakfast was over they'd secured the men's full attention and their confidence had returned.

Maddy confined her attention to the older gentleman who was quite sick and still not doing well. The doctor had given her a mixture of sweet almond oil and syrup of violets along with a plaster of candle wax, saffron, and nutmeg that she'd applied to his chest and belly in hopes of bringing him around. He'd simply wanted some honey and whiskey, but she prevailed much to his good natured disgust. She trundled him back to the guest room and installed him in bed, which he protested weakly but soon was sleeping comfortably with a warm blanket wrapped around him.

Overriding Abby's concerns, Alec made a short trip to the barn where Joseph had stored the wagons in order to bring in gifts that Nathan and Major Moore had sent for the ladies. The girls loved a good surprise and clapped their hands joyfully as their presents were revealed. Abby, Rose and June received black tricorn hats and small, intricate jewelry boxes with their names engraved on them.

Alec explained the gifts. "We got the smallest hats we could find and included a hat stretcher in case you girls need it. They're made of the finest beaver, and Abby's cockade is pink, representing the grade of field officer. Rose and June's cockades are gold indicating the rank of captain. Your jewelry boxes are filled with your first years pay, in gold, according to your new honorary positions in the Army." The girls squealed happily and immediately tried on their new caps, looking absolutely adorable as they did so.

Maddy, Mira and Sabra all received a new evening gown along with engraved jewelry boxes that contained two sets of matching earrings and necklaces. Maddy's box had a handwritten note from Nathan, and James had written to Mira and Sabra as well. The three maids had tears running freely down their cheeks as they opened their boxes and read their letters. Abby smiled at them fondly and kissed each one.

"Our men are so good to us, aren't they?" she asked gently.

"Yes, Mistress, more than we deserve," Maddy said through her tears.

The remainder of the day was spent with the men receiving more pampering, followed by a simple dinner comprised of chicken soup and fresh bread, more of the doctor's orders, of course. Abby pulled June and Rose aside to talk.

"Will you please sleep with Alec and I again tonight? Just give us an hour or so after we go to bed," Abby said with a sly wink. She needed some time with her man, but was also aware of her friends feelings, considering their men were still at war.

"Of course, Abby. We're just thankful to have a place to sleep," Rose said and hugged her tightly.

Soon, Abby led Alec to bed. She helped him undress then cuddled up next to him. She insisted he lay on his back and then caressed him from head to toe, slowly arousing him.

After nearly an hour, Rose said; "Hmm, you're full of it tonight, or rather I am!" she giggled and kissed him deeply. Grabbing a towel from the nightstand she wiped them both clean, then snuggled into his side and laying her blonde head on a broad pectoral. Do you mind if the girls sleep with us?" she asked tentatively, not sure of his reaction. "All the beds in the house are full right now." He hugged her to him and kissed the top of her head.

"As long as you’re okay with it, I was hoping to have you alone for awhile but I understand. Having George and William gone has got to be difficult for them. I'd imagine they're missing them badly."

"They did at first, but they stay so busy I think it helps them to not think about it," she answered softly. "It's getting late, I'll go get the tramps," she giggled, then yelped in laughter when he swatted her trim little ass as she slid out of bed. She leapt on him and tickled him relentlessly until he crushed her to him and smothered her in hot kisses.

Rose and June's eyebrows raised in surprise when Abby approached them in the parlor. With her blonde hair tousled and face flushed pink, she looked like a freshly ravished woman, which indeed she was.

"Come, sleep with us tonight," she offered, and held out her hands to her friends. Alec was already sleeping when the girls arrived, causing them great amusement.

"Why are men that way sometimes?" Abby asked while giggling, "One orgasm and they're out like a windblown candle." She laid next to Alec and he shuffled around to make her his little spoon. She happily nestled her back to his front and sighed in pleasure. Rose and June were arguing quietly making Abby cover her mouth to stop her laughter.

"Rose, you slut! You got to snuggle him last night, it's my turn!" June was whispering fiercely.

"I just got comfortable, June. Leave me alone! Ouch! Quit pinching me you little harlot!" June's giggles turned to outright laughter and Rose joined in as well.

"Someone better make up their mind or I'll spank a couple cute little asses," Alec growled, bringing gales of laughter from the three beauties.

“ Okay,  okay, I'll trade ya spots," Rose acquiesced, and kissed Alec's back tenderly before ceding her position to June. When they settled in, Rose cuddled up behind June and reached around her to palm a big breast, drawing a pleasant sigh from its owner. June moved Alec's long, dark curls from her face and nipped his shoulder from behind.

"I love you, big fella. Welcome back," she whispered as she pressed herself to his back, sighing in pleasure. Alec's big hand slipped behind him and squeezed her thigh gently.

"And I love you, sweet June. Sleep well, little one." He breathed. Together, the happily crowded foursome slept the long night through.

Chapter 14

The breaking light of dawn was filtering through the bedroom window when Alec stirred awake. June's warm body was moving almost imperceptibly but rhythmically against his back while quiet mews of frustration broke from her lips. He reached behind him to comfort her with a big hand, and she caught it up in her small one, tucking it tightly between damp thighs. She was smooth, hot and wet, wetter than he'd ever felt her before and her quiet moans reached his ears.

"More, Master. Please," she breathed in his ear, while she groaned in pleasure.

"Yes, Master. Just like that," she whispered. He knew she was incredibly aroused, not just from her extreme wetness, but also when in less than a minute she sank her sharp white teeth in his meaty shoulder and came hard. He smiled to himself as sexy little grunts of effort left her throat while she writhed, bringing her immense pleasure.

To her credit, she didn't wake the house with her exertions, not even Abby or Rose whom shared the same bed, then with a gentle sigh relaxed into him and was fast asleep in seconds.

Soon, Abby awoke and slid silently out of bed, then went to the kitchen to help Maddy make breakfast. Rose joined her and shortly they had smoked bacon frying up in a huge skillet. Abby took a few pieces on a plate to the bedroom to spoil her man with, but when she got there she lost her train of thought momentarily. The cold weather had broken and warm sunlight was beaming through the window to land on the bed's occupants. Alec had thrown the blankets back while June had snuggled up even closer to his side. He was laying on his back with June's head pillowed on a broad pectoral and the sunlight highlighted the crispy hair on his body as well as the light peach fuzz on June's perfect breasts and firm ass cheeks.

Abby felt Rose take her hand and together they watched entranced as the beautiful couple slept peacefully. Abby couldn't resist and sat down beside him to trail her soft fingers up and down the length of his body, smiling in delight as she watched goosebumps flood his arms while his nipples pebbled and hardened in response. Rose did the same to June, and together they slowly stirred the slumbering couple awake.

When his grey eyes opened to alight on Abby's own blue ones, he gave her a brilliant smile that warmed her heart infinitely. She offered him a crunchy piece of bacon and watched as his white teeth took it from her grasp.

"Hmm, bacon," he murmured in appreciation.

"Me too, please!" June chirped and opened her mouth like a little bird. Rose fed her a piece as well, following it up with a pleasant good morning kiss as June munched away happily.

Alec slid a clever hand up Abby's skirt.

"Ah, ah," Abby scolded with a smile. "Maddy has breakfast on, we mustn't let it get cold." Alec pouted theatrically while the girls all giggled and began tickling him until he broke out in laughter and kissed them all soundly. Abby and Rose left for breakfast but June stayed a few seconds longer to snuggle a still naked Alec.

"Thank you for helping me this morning, Master," she whispered as she caressed his furry chest. "I was so aroused I couldn't stand it."

"What brought it on, little one?" he asked as he ran a big hand down her thigh.

"It's almost embarrassing to say, but I could smell Abby on you. I knew you'd fucked her, and the thought and scent of it was too much. I was soaking wet down there and couldn't sleep at all. I sure did afterwards though!" June said with a giggle.

"I'm glad I could help, sweet June. We'd best go eat before Maddy sends her troops after us!"

 A Picnic & a plan.

Abby watched the girls closely both during and after breakfast, noting their little flirtations with Alec and how they fluttered around him and herself, always kissing and caressing them whenever they got an opportunity. She realized they were getting needy again. With their men gone, they were bereft of any real intimacy and Abby knew they'd require some serious attention to keep them happy and out of the dreary doldrums that were so easy to fall into. She caught Alec alone and suggested they go for a ride, thinking a day outside in the fresh air might help them all out. Alec went even further and decided a picnic was in order.

Working with Maddy, they packed a box with cold cuts, cheese, and fresh bread for the ride. Alec worked his flirtatious magic on Maddy and she graciously made an apple tansey as well, one of his favorite desserts. As she was peeling the apples, he swept her up in a big hug and kissed her soundly, much to her embarrassment. She giggled helplessly in his arms and pecked his cheek delightedly. She hadn't spent much time around him, but he was quickly making a place for himself in her affections.

Joseph had hitched two horses to a wagon for them, and with Alec's stallion saddled and tied to the wagon, they departed for a scenic tour of the property.

Thankfully, the day was warm and soon they shed their overcoats, enjoying the sunshine. Abby happened to be glancing in the forest when a human form on horseback appeared. She clutched Alec's leg with one hand and reached for her rifle with the other, alarmed at the man's presence.

"Easy, lover," Alec said with a smile. "Joseph and a few men are sweeping the trees. I have them do it every now and then to be on the safe side. Especially today with my family out and about." She nodded and relaxed her grip on his leg, pleased with his claiming ownership of her and the girls as well as his abundance of caution. Neither of them had explored the plantation much, but Abby had gone over a few of the fields with the foremen, as well as studied up on a couple of rough maps. She had a good idea of where the springs were, as well as a large cave.

Between her and Alec, they found the larger spring and they set up for lunch. Rose produced a bottle of her favorite wine and they enjoyed a delicious meal while they all chatted and reminisced about days past. They slowly ran out things to say, so Abby sat behind June on a blanket and brought out a hairbrush. She gently worked it through June's slightly frizzy, but long hair, exclaiming how beautiful it was. June purred at the unexpected attention and leaned back into Abby, loving every minute of it.

Alec took Rose between his knees and petted her hair and shoulders, eventually working his strong hands over her tense muscles, drawing moans of pleasure from her sweet mouth. He watched as her long eye lashes fluttered repeatedly as she fought against sleep. The delicious meal and fine wine had gone to her head and a nap was in order. He gathered her in his arms and laid on his side while cradling her close. His big hands continued caressing her and he hummed a little lullaby until her delicate little snores reached his ears.

Abby caught his eye and gave him a beautiful smile which he returned happily. June noticed and leaned in to kiss him and Rose both before she dragged Abby down to her side and together the foursome napped in the warm sun, the tinkling of the spring in the background soothing them as they slept.

Alec awoke to the sound of female sniffles and quiet sobs. Rose had turned to face him and was soaking his shoulder in her tears.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he whispered in concern.

"Oh, you and Abby are so sweet and kind to us. I miss William terribly and just when I feel at my worst, you two comfort me in such a lovely way. I don't deserve such good friends," she said tearfully.

"Oh, nonsense, honey. You mean the world to us and you deserve far more than we can give you," he said gently. She hiccuped and nodded slightly while he smiled lovingly down at her. He kissed her tears away and held her even tighter, squeezing her little ribcage until she giggled despite her tears.

"I love you, sweet Alec. More than you'll ever know," she breathed, and kissed his lips tenderly, "and Abigail too. I hope I never have to bear losing either of you."

"I love you too, Rose. More than I ever should have let myself," he admitted. She smiled sadly and hugged him close, then gave him her beautiful eyes.

"Alec, my sweet Alec. I find myself begging for your and Abby's affections again. Can you find it in yourselves to take me into your bed? I miss a man's touch terribly at night."

Just then, Abby's strong little arm wormed it's way around Rose from behind and her tender lips kissed her neck. "Of course, my love," Abby whispered, surprising Rose beyond words. "But my touch will be included as well, you can count on that."

"And mine!" June exclaimed mischievously, and pounced on the threesome while giggling happily. Alec and Abby were soon covered in warm hugs and kisses from the two needy women whom were more than grateful to them for their love. Rose and June knew how hard it was for her to share Alec, so much that they'd discussed leaving the plantation rather than come between the couple again, but they couldn't bring themselves to do so, knowing their desertion would crush Abby completely.

They'd discussed their situation time and again until they both came to the same conclusion and acknowledged it together, that their love affair wasn't solely with Alec, but Abby as well, possibly even more so. They couldn't bear to live without either of them and knew one day they'd have to tell the couple of their feelings, one way or the other.

On the way home the companions chattered happily, with Rose and June's attitudes greatly improved, secure in knowing that Alec and Abby's affections for them were constant and strong. Before dinner, the girls had a bath night and spent a couple hours grooming themselves and preparing for the evening. They even dragged Alec in and scrubbed him vigorously while he sputtered and spit soap, then they laughed delightedly as they trimmed his pubic hair and shaved his balls clean while he was nearly petrified in fright. It was nearly like life back at the cabin, and the girls fell into their old roles with ease.

"Miss Abby?" Maddy asked, as Abby passed through the kitchen.

"Yes, Maddy."

"Why are Miss Rose and June so much happier this evening? It seems as though something has changed."

"We're a family again, Maddy. They'll be sleeping with me and Alec from now on."

"Oh, I see." Maddy replied, a bit perplexed. Abby could see her wheels turning and she giggled out loud.

"Before we arrived here, we shared each other. Now with father and William gone, we've chosen to share again."

"Wouldn't that make Master Durham upset, Mistress?" Maddy asked timidly. She truly loved George as a master and was instantly concerned for his feelings.

"It was his and William's idea," Abby responded. "They know of our past relationships and have asked me and Alec to resume caring for our two charges while they're gone. It's difficult, but I have an idea or two that might make it a bit easier on me."

"I've noticed since the General and Major Moore have gone that Mira and Sabra are pining a bit. I'm sure they don't love the Major, but they certainly miss a man in their bed. Do you have any ideas for them, Miss Abby?"

"I might, let me think on it a bit. Do you miss Nathan as well?" Abby asked shrewdly. She knew Maddy had enjoyed her time with him quite a bit and suspected she was at a loss herself.

Maddy cast her eyes down and colored slightly. "I do, he was so good to me, like no other man ever has been. He told me I was beautiful," she enthused, and she brightened a bit at the memory.

"Did he ask you to stay faithful to him?"

"No, he told me to do as I please with other men, but to keep him in my heart for one day he would return to see me again. He said he couldn't ask me to stay faithful to him when he would continue to take comfort from other women, like he always has while at war. I wouldn't expect him to either. A soldier's life must be terribly hard," Maddy said, with a tear in her eye.

"It certainly can be, dear Maddy. I try not to judge people's actions these days. War is not pleasant in the least and causes folks to fall into far different circumstances than they've ever experienced, such as mine and Alec's right now. Can you understand that?"

"Of course, Abby. I'll tell my girls to keep their mouths shut about your affairs. No one outside these walls need know."

"Well thank you, Maddy. That's not necessary but I understand. Come, kiss me goodnight."

Abby installed her man in his armchair in the bedroom and handed him a snifter of brandy. "Heavy, I need some help with the girls, please," she stated as she knelt at his feet. He was wearing only a white, ruffled shirt and she caressed his bared legs as she talked with him.

"How can I help, Angel?" he asked in concern. He knew from the tone of her voice that she was vexed.

"Well, it's time for me to face the music. Rose has always pecked away at me to allow her to play with me more intimately. I know it'd make her extremely happy if I returned her favors, or even just allowed her a bit more freedom with me. The same goes for June but a bit less so. Will you help me with Rose, maybe show me what to do and be there with me?"

Alec looked at her with understanding in his eyes. He'd noticed how Rose had hinted strongly with her affections and had seen her get shot down time and again by a reluctant Abby. Apparently, his Angel was finally willing to give in and explore herself a bit more sexually.

"I'm game for anything, as long as you're comfortable, lover. That's my main concern. I love those two dearly, but I don't want you pushed further than you want. You lay down the guidelines, not Rose or June," he said firmly.

"But you'll help me, Heavy? You'll show me the way until I get comfortable?"

He held out his arms and she climbed up in his lap. "Of course I will, Angel. I'd do anything for you, my sweet." He kissed her deeply, so deep her head spun and she gasped for breath.

"Thank you, lover. I'll need you for sure. It makes me nervous just thinking about it," she admitted shyly, and her face flushed in embarrassment as she imagined herself licking Rose while Alec watched from nearby.

"Just stay at my shoulder, I'll take care of you, sweetheart," he said gently and pulled her in for another long kiss.

Rose and June were in their room brushing out their hair when Abby knocked at the door, naked as the day she was born. She held out her hands to her friends, "Come, join us tonight," she said, with a tentative yet inviting smile. She led them to her room where Alec was sprawled comfortably in his armchair, his shirt unbuttoned completely and his long cock hanging formidably down his thigh.

He stood and held out a big hand, "June."

She went to him obediently, "Yes, Master," she breathed in excitement. He peeled the nightdress from her petite frame and propping her up with pillows, leaned her against the headboard of the bed.

"Rose, come." Again, he held out a hand and Rose slid seductively into his arms. He stripped her nightdress as well and picked her up bodily, then laid her down to recline on her back atop June. Her head lay next to June's as she laid on her, and Alec crawled between their legs to kiss them both tenderly. Abby was at his side, and as he switched from June to Rose, she kissed June gently, exploring another woman's mouth for the first time. June caught her breath in surprise, then tentatively returned her kisses, not wanting to scare her away by being too aggressive.

Alec pulled back from Rose and caught her breast in his warm hand, caressing it gently while she moaned in pleasure. Abby took the opportunity to kiss Rose like she had June.

"Hello, Miss Rose," she breathed, and licked her lips open with her tiny pink tongue. Rose's startled eyes met hers and Abby giggled. "Surprise, lover. I figured it was time to let you catch me. Just be patient with me, please."

"Oh, anything, sweetheart!" Rose exclaimed softly, then gently kissed her back, her eyes wide with excitement. Alec moved back in and Rose's face was covered in blonde and brown curls as the sexy couple playfully fought for possession of her hot mouth. Her flood of juice ran down her thigh as her lovers covered her in kisses. Ever so slowly, Alec worked his way down her neck and shoulders, his kisses and nibbles driving Rose mad with passion. Abby followed his lead as best she could, encouraged by Rose's sighs and moans of pleasure.

Abby shuddered at the taste and texture of Rose, something she'd never experienced before, and she found herself liking it. She followed him down to nuzzle and kiss Rose's hipbones and the basin of her pelvis until Alec pulled back slightly.

Abby tried to recall the things she'd seen Alec and her friends do in the past and threw herself willingly into her new role, until they both were panting for breath and teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Rose broke with a scream that nearly woke the house. June watched from her seat behind Rose, stunned at the sight of her mistress.

With a final, deep grunt of pleasure, Alec settled back on his heels and caressed Abby's sexy body as she finished licking his moisture from a satiated Rose. June reached down to gather up Abby and pulled her up for a sweet kiss and a sample of her lover's spendings. Happily, Abby let her have her way, and she kissed June back eagerly, wanting to share Alec's taste with her.

With a huge sigh of contentment, Alec collapsed beside his women and Abby snuggled next to June and Rose.

"Holy  Saint Jude," Rose managed in a weak voice. "Wherever did that come from? I think you've destroyed me," she panted as she recovered from her amazing orgasm.

Abby giggled. "I guess you finally wore me down. Alec being there helped me out a lot, but I can't promise that happens every time," she admitted a bit shyly and glanced at Rose's still smoky eyes.

"You were wonderful together, sweetheart. I don't think I've ever felt the like." She pulled Abby close to whisper in her ear, "Especially when he came and you licked it up, you were gorgeous." Rose caught her head in gentle hands and kissed her sweetly, savoring Alec's musk on her tongue. Abby moaned and returned it until her head swam, overwhelmed at the sensation and taste of her best friends lips.

"May I return the favor, sweetheart?" Rose asked quietly. Abby nodded hesitantly and glanced at Alec with uncertain eyes. He nodded and kissed her cheek.

"I'll be right here with you, Angel," he confirmed. "June, can you hold our lover, please?" June gladly opened her arms and legs to pull Abby's back to her front and she cradled her close, whispering calming words in her ear. Alec laid down, then looked up at her with his sexy grey eyes. "We'll stop any time you get uncomfortable, okay?"

Abby sighed and rolled her head back on June's shoulder. She was trying to relax but was having a difficult time. When she felt Rose's hair brush her inner thigh she jerked in surprise, then fighting the impulse to close her eyes tightly, looked down to see Alec pull back and allow Rose to slide in closer. Rose looked up at her with a question in her eyes, waiting until Abby gave her a tiny nod of assent.

Abby watched fascinated, yet trembling with anxiety as for the first time in her life a female tongue sampled her. Rose sighed in pleasure as the scent and taste of Abby filled her nose and mouth. Abby was as exquisite as she'd ever dreamed, sweet, hot, and fresh on her palate.

"Umm, you're delicious," Rose moaned softly between tiny licks as she sampled Abby's ambrosia. Ever so slowly Abby was able to relax, especially when Alec joined Rose, and together they nibbled. June softly caressed her firm tits. As Abby crested, Alec took over until she came hard, her wetness pouring down as he eagerly fed at her sweet spring.

Abby cried out in passion and offered herself to him completely by spreading her thighs as wide as possible and thrusting her mound into his face repeatedly. Rose watched avidly from below as her best friend clenched and pulsed with each contraction of her inner muscles as she came in a long, continuous spasm of pleasure. June murmured words of love in Abby's ear as she finally relaxed, little aftershocks shaking her body as she reluctantly pushed Alec away.

"Too much, lover, please!" she begged as her clit became too sensitive for the touch of his tongue. Reluctantly, he pulled back, then kissed his way up her body to nuzzle into her and squeeze her tightly.

"Are you  okay?" he asked gently. She nodded and looked at him with misty eyes.

"I've never felt closer to you all," she replied softly. She turned her head to kiss June, then pulled Rose to her and tasted herself on her lips. "Sweetheart, thank you. You felt wonderful."

Rose smiled tenderly and kissed her back. "I loved it, you're absolutely delicious, my love. June and I have a gift for you and Alec, can we play a bit more with you?" Abby looked to him and he nodded, communicating that he was game as long as she was comfortable.

"Of course, sweetheart. We'd be happy to." June wriggled joyously and Rose giggled at her antics.

Eventually, Abby turned to face Alec and she laid on his chest, kissing him sweetly while Rose and June cuddled up on either side of them. June threw a big blanket over them all to keep them warm and little sighs of contentment filled the room until Alec suddenly stirred in alarm.

"June, my sweet. We ignored you. Would you like to play some more?" he asked, abashed and ashamed that he'd forgotten her.

"No, Master. Being with you and Abby was enough for me. Your pleasure is mine," she said softly, and lovingly kissed his neck. Together, the foursome slept the night away, their dreams filled with hope and promise for the future.

To be continued in part 12, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 12

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The following day, Abby went to Alec's study to collect him for lunch, passing Mira and Sabra along the way. She peeked in the door to see him sitting at his desk and mumbling expletives in his short beard. He was dressed in a white, ruffled shirt and his typical more than tight trousers, and he looked scrumptious. She walked in quietly and slid onto his lap, then kissed him softly.

"What's wrong, Heavy. Is your workload troubling you? I heard you cursing up a storm in here."

He frowned and released a deep sigh. "Oh, Abby. It's these maid servants nowadays. I can't seem to keep them off my back. Every time I get busy they want to check on me, or bring me something such as food or drink. And they're forever rubbing their tits and asses on me like I'm a scratching post. It's disconcerting as hell!" he complained. "I can't play stud to the entire household you know, you three beauties are all I can handle."

Abby had to bite her knuckles to stop her laughter. He still had little idea of the effect he had on the females around him. Sometimes he asked for favors and was surprised at how easily they were awarded, but other than that he generally had no clue. He did however manage to pick up on her amusement.

"What's so funny, little girl? Are you making fun of my predicament?" he asked sternly, but with a twinkle in his eye. In a heartbeat, he took her over his knee and was spanking her little ass with a wooden ruler while she shrieked in imagined pain. While she struggled, she managed raise her skirts and deliberately bare her bum for him and she moaned as he stung her a couple times with his ruler, leaving red stripes on her firm cheeks.

"Oh, Master Alec, please stop!" she yelped in laughter, but her eyes grew heavy with passion as she looked up at him with a flushed face and rumpled blonde curls. He palmed her red ass and soothed it with his hand until she writhed on his thigh. His fingers dipped in her deep cleft and found it dripping with slick, and she shivered when she saw him raise them to his lips for a taste.

"Hmm, so wet already," he mused. "I may use this ruler more often to maintain order around here." She was shocked at how quickly she'd gotten aroused at his spanking and wanted more. This was a side of herself she wasn't aware of, she thought in some alarm, but threw caution to the wind. She couldn't stop her hand from reaching back to pinch the sensitive inside of his thigh, hard.

"You can try, Master, but you better be quick!" she teased and playfully scrambled for safety while he cursed the pain of her pinch. She didn't even make it half way off his lap before she was pinned securely with her skirts thrown over her head and his big hand wielded the ruler on her bared skin with great effect. She shrieked and cried to no avail as he continued on, laying light, red stripes across the width of her jiggling little ass cheeks. The blows were louder than they were painful and she realized he was striking her utmost care, but the excitement of it all had her soaking his knee in juice, almost instantly.

Abby always took pride in being aware of her surroundings and consequently was generally quick on her feet, so to speak. For months she'd been after Alec to play rough with her and manhandle her like he'd done to Rose at one time, but he steadfastly denied her, citing his love and concern for her as a refusal to cause her undue pain. Thinking quickly, she realized that if she played her cards right she might coerce him to a bit of rougher play. She increased her struggles and thrashed about on his lap while sinking deeper into her role as slave.

"Master! I shan't obey no matter what you say!" she hollered theatrically and rudely pinched his thigh again, harder this time than before. He roared in surprised pain and this time the strikes of his ruler drew real fire across the backs of her thighs. Her own cries grew shrill as the new pain registered and she began to wonder if she may have overplayed her hand a bit.

"If you continue beating me, there'll be no more poon tang for you, Master! No more!" she cried loudly.

"You think not, slave girl?" he ground out from between clenched teeth, and dropped his ruler to introduce his rough palm to her reddened ass repeatedly, spanking her soundly as her cries of pain grew louder. "You would threaten your master?" he asked, in a low growl. Her struggles became more violent and he immediately stopped swatting her ass and released his grip on her, still afraid of hurting her. She struggled to her feet and managed to give him a quick wink before she bent over his desk and hiked her skirts to bare her ass for him.

Unbeknownst to them both, the study doorway was filled with five women whom were gawking in the greatest of surprise at the proceedings. June, Rose, Maddy, Mira and Sabra were goggle eyed and staring as Abby cried out again to her master.

He was now seeing through a red mist and his blood pounded in his ears, dulling her cries for mercy. Her constant teasing and cries of imagined, then real pain had unleashed the beast inside him and he set it completely free. He ripped the belt from his trousers and lashed her hands behind her, then he gathered her long blonde hair in a thick ponytail and pulled her head back until her back bowed in an erotic arch that fired his blood even hotter.

She cried out brokenly in pain as gravity claimed her and tugged her down.

"Master, please!" she begged, not joking in the least this time. He was absolutely killing her and it hurt terribly. He ignored her cries and she quavered in painful anticipation as she felt him load his hips. She let out a guttural groan.

"Master! Master!" she cried to no avail. She suddenly realized she needed to call his name to tame the ravenous beast behind her.

"Alec! Sweetheart!" she finally cried out. He stopped immediately and a brief look of confusion crossed his face, then awareness of her plight dawned on him. He took in her flushed face and tear streaked countenance and his expression fell in shame.

At that point, Rose rapidly ushered the crowd down the hall to the parlor, realizing that they needn't see what might follow. "Master Alec and Mistress Abby's business is their own!" she lectured, "no gossiping about what we saw today, understand?" Nods of confirmation came from all the girls and she excused them with a wave of her hand.

"Oh, Angel!" Alec was saying in consternation as he drew Abby to him. She clung to him and sobbed in fright. He had literally scared her half to death and she felt horrible for pushing him to such lengths. He'd never ignored her cries like that before and it terrified her. He petted her and held her close while crooning words of love in her ear until her sobbing quieted and she sniffled in his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Heavy. I should never have pushed you like that. You knew better after all. I thought I could handle you," she said regretfully as she wiped her tears away.

"It's my fault," he countered. "I got carried away playing master and slave, I should've known better than that. I've always been afraid of hurting you and now I've gone and done it," he whispered and kissed her lips gently. "Are you truly  okay, Angel?" he asked in concern.

"My nether hurts terribly of course, but what hurts most is I made you ignore me when I needed you to listen the most. I shall never do that again, Heavy. It frightened me badly," she whimpered sadly. He gathered her ruined skirts and wrapped her in the rags, then picked her up to take her to bed.

Abby was fine of course, mostly because she was tough as nails, and after a short nap was up and around although she was hobbling a bit. She did stay especially close to Alec and let him know repeatedly through secret touches and caresses that she wasn't upset with him in the least which he was more than thankful for.

Rose soon pulled her aside for a confidential word. "Sweetheart, you need to know that you and Alec had, um, well, a few voyeurs today while you were in the study."

Abby was absolutely horrified with embarrassment. "What? How much did you see?"

"I think we came in about the time Alec was spanking your ass so enthusiastically." Rose giggled. "Then you stood up and offered yourself to him like a slut while refusing him access at the same time." Rose couldn't stand it anymore and broke out in subdued laughter.

"We? We? Who the hell is we?" Abby demanded, red faced and mortified.

"Um, everyone," Rose sobbed in laughter and her eyes filled with tears of mirth.

"Well, I hope they didn't see the end," Abby grumped. "It didn't turn out that well."

Rose quickly sobered at her expression. "No, I ran them off when it became obvious something was wrong. I'm sorry I was making fun, sweetheart. Are you  okay?"

"Yes, I'm just angry at myself for getting carried away. I made Alec hurt me when he's always refused to in the past. I feel horrible about it."

Rose hugged her, then gently kissed her lips. "He's an amazing man, I'm sure he didn't mean to hurt you purposely."

"He didn't, but he did lose control because of my teasing. I shan't do that again. He was scaring me to death," Abby admitted quietly.

"Some men have a beast inside them that most times is best kept locked away. They keep it hidden, never to be revealed unless their woman wants to experience it, even then it can be dangerous," Rose stated matter of factly.

"I found that out the hard way," Abby grimaced and touched her tender belly. "He really knocked the bottom out of me, it still smarts."

"Well, I'll take him on next time for ya, I could use a good pounding," Rose giggled teasingly.

"You're a worthless tramp, dear Rose," Abby chided with a mischievous smile and kissed her cheek, "but you're welcome to him, I'm in no shape to argue."

June’s Special Night

Abby noticed June was a bit subdued that afternoon and remembered she'd been neglected the evening before by the foursome. She found Alec back at work in the study and sat on his lap for a discussion.

"Honey, I know you've been worked over pretty hard by us girls in the last 24 hours, but do you have it in you to take care of our June this evening? She's moping a bit this afternoon and I think she needs some manly attention."

He drew a deep breath and sighed. "I realize that. I felt bad for neglecting her last night but I literally ran out of energy. She and Rose really took it out of me."

Abby giggled and kissed him sweetly. "I can see why. I've never seen you cum like that. It was incredible to watch. You're so sexy when you make love, I just adore watching you," she said in a low growl and nipped his neck.

"It still amazes me that you share me so freely," he said softly.

"My choice is to keep you to myself forever, Heavy, but I love my girls dearly and until this damnable war is over and the men are home, I can see no other answer. Fortunately, It turns me on to no end when you're really giving it to one of those sluts," she admitted as her face flushed a deep rose color. Just thinking of it was having a major affect on her.

"How about we build a nest in the parlor by the fireplace this evening. We can have a few drinks and take care of our sweet June?" Abby whispered as she laid her head on his shoulder. He kissed her hair and cupped a firm breast in a big palm.

"Anything you desire, my Angel. And speaking of June, she's been a bit scarce these last few days. Is everything  okay with her?"

"Oh yes, she's been working on a little project," Abby said with a mysterious smile. "She has a surprise coming that I'm sure you'll enjoy." He raised his eyebrows inquisitively but Abby just winked at him. "I'll not give it away, big man. You'll just have to wait," she snickered as she snuggled deeper in his warm embrace.

After dinner, Alec quickly bathed while the girls set up their nest in the parlor. Maddy dragged in another bearskin rug from the study so between the two hides there was plenty of room for the lovers to lay on in front of the fireplace. She looked at Alec from the corner of her eye as she worked, wishing she had a man to take her and make her his own. She missed Nathan terribly and every night her thoughts of him dampened her thighs with lust.

Alec caught her up in a hug on her way by, and thanked her for taking such good care of him. His shirt was untied and her nose inadvertently pressed into his firm, hairy chest and she inhaled the clean scent of him. Maddy’s womb flooded with heat and she blushed deeply, her arms tightening around him involuntarily and she hated to relinquish her hold.

"You're welcome, Master," she managed to say quietly. "I'd do anything for you." He gently released her and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, dear Maddy. It's a pleasure having you around us, you already feel like one of the family." She gave him a shy smile, and feeling a sudden burst of courage, raised to her tiptoes and kissed his lips. He gave her a beautiful smile and ran a hand through her long curls. Too shy to continue, she turned and quickly left the room while he watched her retreat with a thoughtful expression on his face.

He immediately went to his study and jotted down a short note and took it to the young sentry at the front door.

"Deliver this to Joseph Higgins at once," he commanded, then watched in satisfaction as the youth scurried to do his bidding.

He wandered the house until he found June at work in the sewing room. She glanced up at his entry and her eyes widened in surprise, then quickly hid the bolt of cloth she'd been working on behind her back. Thanks to Abby's warning, he knew she didn't want to reveal what she was doing so he ignored her expression and held out his arms for her. The beautiful smile that blossomed on her dusky face warmed his heart as she dropped her materials and flew into his arms.

She kissed him warmly, then squealed in alarm when he tossed her over his shoulder and strode down the hall to the parlor. From her upside down position she couldn't help but admire his firm ass as it flexed and moved while he carried her. She took a handful and squeezed it admiringly, loving the deep growl she drew from his throat. The parlor was empty when they arrived and he set her down gently on the bearskin rug.

"Stay," he commanded.

"Yes, Master," she purred as her nipples hardened and womb aflame with desire at the thought of what was to come. He stripped himself naked and sprawled on the loveseat, his ripped physique playing games with her eyes in the lights and shadows as she watched avidly.

Rose and Abby arrived wearing only a couple of Alec's white shirts, and they looked delectable, their firm breasts jutting out proudly and slim thighs supporting their little apple asses that bounced behind them provocatively. Without a word they went to June and began disrobing her slowly. Alec watched attentively at the sight of the two beauties preparing June for him. Her eyes remained locked on him nearly the entire time, while darkening to the smokiest brown he'd ever seen.

Rose finally laid June back on the rug and propped her head on a pillow so she could comfortably watch as her lovers serviced her. Abby and Rose each took a slim, brown thigh and spread it wide. Abby let out a moan of anticipation as she watched. She could almost feel it herself.

Rose and Abby's soft hands caressed June's slight body, teasing her hard nipples and sliding warmly down her flanks and thighs. June was purring in ecstasy and her small hands captured Alec's curly head, steering him with minute movements to her most secret of places. Soon, he had her writhing her hips and thrusting up into his face. He simply continued his tender ministrations using the same constant rhythms until she cried out as waves of pleasure shook her tiny body.

Rose and Abby smiled down at her lovingly as she cried out passionately and convulsed on Alec, flooding his face. She finally relaxed as her ecstasy faded and she pulled him up to taste herself on his lips.

"Where would you like me?" he asked gently. "I'm yours tonight. Use me as you wish, sweetness."

"Hmm," she purred, and touched her lip with a finger while cocking a sexy eyebrow at him. "May I ride you like a stallion, kind sir? That sounds delightful right now."

He kissed her deeply, then obediently rolled over to lay on his back next to her while Abby slid a pillow under his head. June slid over atop him and gave him the same sexy smile she'd showed him so many months ago. He'd seen it many times, but tonight it gave him erotic shivers at the promise of raw pleasure he saw in her eyes. She looked down at him.

June then slid up to kiss him with her wet lips and tongue, sharing their combined scent and taste with him.

"Master," she whispered softly in his ear, giving him shivers as her breath stirred his dark curls.

"Yes, sweetness,"

"I watched you and Mistress Abby today," she said slyly.

"I heard that, you naughty little wench," he growled, making her giggle helplessly.

"You called her a cock slave," she accused and nipped him playfully while he smiled in her hair. "I want to be your cock slave too," she pouted sexily and licked the shell of his ear.

"If you must. It bears heavy responsibilities though," he teased.

"I'm glad you agree, for I've been your cock slave since the first time you took me like a beast," she said, and rose up to give him her most alluring look, leaving no doubt in his mind she meant it completely. She resumed laying on his chest as she rested. Rose and Abby were with them all the while, touching and caressing both lovers constantly, keeping them on a low simmer.

After a few minutes rest, she raised, biting her lower lip in concentration.

"Easy, sweetheart, take your time," he cautioned, the event earlier in the day with Abby still fresh in his mind. She nodded infinitesimally and she groaned in pain. A tear trickled down her dusky cheek and Rose licked it away with a gentle smile.

"You look beautiful, my June," she crooned. "Do you mind if I help a bit?" June nodded and gave her a sweet kiss. Rose slid behind her and straddled Alec's legs, then snuggled up close until June's little bottom was tucked in her belly. Rose's arms surrounded her. June sighed in pleasure and relaxed in Rose's arms, allowing her to play as she willed.

Alec was feeling better than he had in ages. Between his nearly out of body experience last night Abby that afternoon, he was relaxed and glowing, full of confidence that he could last all night for his women. Abby laid at his head and surrounded his face with her full breasts, then kissed him lovingly.

"You look like the kitten that's getting the cream," she teased, and ruffled his curls.

"I'm feeling better than I have in a long while," he said honestly. "It reminds me of our days back at the cabin." She nodded in understanding and her eyes shown with love as she gazed down at her man. A sound from above drew their attention and they both gasped at the sight. June's and Rose's beautiful heads were together and they had their eyes closed as they enjoyed mindless pleasure.

Abby actual heard working inside her as his and June's sticky juices mixed together at their joining, making a sound like Maddy stirring a thick stew.

"I love watching you," Abby whispered in his ear, making him groan at the sound of her voice. "You give them such pleasure, they'll never forget you in a million years, big man."

Suddenly, she shuddered and shook as a massive multiple orgasm smashed into her, and with a cry of surrender, drove her hips down as hard as she could, impaling herself on eleven inches of iron hard cock.

Abby's eyes went wide in wonder at the sight of her friends in a lovely mess. Rose hugged her tightly from behind while June came again and again, crying out in unbearable pleasure.

Halfway through, June held her breath for too long as she was wont to do on occasion, and floating on clouds of bliss gently went limp, passing out cold in Rose's arms. Rose giggled and lowered her gently onto Alec's chest where he petted her and stroked her flanks until she jerked awake with a look of surprise on her face.

"Damn it," she cursed with a cute frown, "I did it again, what did I miss this time?"

Alec chuckled and held her tight, "Nothing, my love. Just a few sweet kisses." June nibbled his neck and slid boneless to his side, wincing.

"May I, kind sir?" she asked, cocking an eye at his rigid tool.

"Relax, Master," she whispered, reminding him of how good he'd felt the night before. He obeyed her and went slightly limp while she petted him in approval.

Rose then picked up Alec's shirt and casually wiped herself before snuggling into Abby's side for a warm cuddle.

Eventually, they all relaxed and snuggled together in front of the fire. Abby, of course, was wrapped securely in Alec's strong arms as always, something June and Rose were more than used to. June made Alec her little spoon, clinging to his back like a limpet while Rose hugged her from behind. Soon after they dozed off, Maddy slid silently into the room and banked the fire, then set out a pitcher of water and four glasses for the lovers in case they awoke needing a drink. She tucked them under a large blanket and kissed each of their foreheads while they stirred slightly under her attentions.

The scent of their lovemaking filled the room, and Maddy wasn't immune. Her panties were already soaked from listening in the hall to their prior activities, now the smell was driving her crazy. She spied Alec's white, ruffled shirt on the floor and she furtively snatched it up and took it with her. After she undressed in her room, she lay back on her bed and spread her legs wide. She'd swiped the longest, thickest carrot she could find in the kitchen and she played it gently up and down while she brought Alec's shirt to her nose. The warm scent of him was highly intoxicating and she breathed it in while she rapidly thrust the carrot inside her tightness, bringing herself closer to orgasm.

She felt the wetness of his shirt on her cheek, and she caught the sweet smell of Rose mixed with his thick, man musk. With a whimper of lust she pushed it in her mouth, sucking the cloth frantically while her orgasm arrived from nowhere to smash her into oblivion. She felt the slickness and taste of his seed on her tongue just as she ran the carrot deep, the thick base splitting her wide open and she shrieked her pleasure into the stained linen.

As dawn broke the horizon, Maddy went in the parlor to awaken the foursome for breakfast. Her soft hand on his shoulder awoke Alec and his eyes flickered open to see her bent over him and he gave her a beautiful smile.

"Umm, good morning, Miss Maddy," he said sleepily. She blushed deeply when he sat up and she caught the hot scent of him wafting from under his blanket. He took a cup of coffee from her hand and gave her a wink.

"We have a guest for breakfast this morning. I hope that's  okay?" he asked.

"Of course, Master, I'll set an extra place. Also, I have water drawn for your baths. You have an hour until breakfast." she stated quietly while trying to avoid looking down at his naked torso.

"Thank you, Maddy, you're so good to us," he complimented, and she blushed again when he kissed her cheek. She took her leave and smiled to herself when she heard Alec tickling the girls awake, and rousing them for their baths. She was growing to love her new family more and more every day. Her step was lightened due to her own night's activities and she was feeling good about herself, so good in fact that she'd worn the new gingham dress that June had made for her. The bodice was cut quite low, barely hiding the dusky nipples that topped her magnificent tits, and she fidgeted a bit until she got the laces arranged just so to maximize her cleavage.

The now sparkling, clean crew assembled at the table just as the sentry announced their guest had arrived. Everyone but Alec and Maddy were surprised when Joseph entered the dining room. Alec made introductions all around. The girls were somewhat acquainted with him and Abby knew him quite well, but he was a fairly new face to the three maids. He was dressed in well worn but clean clothes, while his hair and beard needed some serious attention. The vivid scar on his face gave him a dangerous look that sent shivers of delight through Maddy, Mira and Sabra. He was a big man with an air of suppressed violence that stirred their female hormones in short order.

The maids were constantly sneaking quick looks of appreciation at his rough visage and muscular body, and while they served him they managed to brush against his broad shoulders or touch a brawny arm while pouring his drinks. Abby watched them closely and eventually she caught Alec's eye. He gave her a broad wink, confirming her suspicions that he was up to something nefarious.

She also noticed that Joseph had an extremely hard time trying not to stare at Maddy. With her low cut neckline and perky bottom, she was a vision of beautiful, middle aged womanhood as she bustled back and forth from the kitchen.

It was a pleasant meal, and everyone chatted lightly with Abby asking Joseph a few questions to loosen him up as he was obviously more than a little uncomfortable, having never spent much time in the big house. When they were finished, Alec invited him to the study where he closed the door for some privacy. Joseph was nervous as a cat because he had no idea why he'd been invited inside and was afraid of being upbraided for some violation he'd unknowingly committed.

"Thanks for coming in this morning," Alec began. "I'll get right to the point because I know you're a busy man. Do you enjoy your position here, Joseph?"

"Yes, Sir. I like the flexibility of it. I get to work and train with the boys in the militia, and when I'm not doing that, Mistress Abigail keeps me hopping on plantation business. There's rarely a dull moment." he replied.

"I'm glad to hear you're happy. Now, since George and William have left for war, I've been less than successful at spending time with the boys in the militia as I'm being pulled in two directions at once. I need a loyal man that is willing to ramrod the operation and keep the men in line. Can you be that man for me, Joseph?" Alec asked seriously.

"I can be, under one condition, Sir." Joseph said, in a firm tone of voice. It miffed Alec a touch, but he tamped down his temper, genuinely curious what the man's problem was.

"Go ahead, spit it out, man," he urged.

"Mistress Abigail has already asked for my loyalty and I've given it freely. I serve at her pleasure first and foremost." he said stoutly. Alec nearly burst out in laughter. His little Angel had jerked the rug from under him yet again! Finally, he cracked a smile that turned to a deep chuckle, surprising Joseph beyond words.

"Why don't I have a hard time believing that?" he laughed. "Abby is always two steps ahead of me."

"Or three, Sir. She's a remarkable woman and the men absolutely adore her," Joseph said proudly, and added to his statement. "Miss Rose and Miss June are well loved as well. They can do no wrong in our eyes. June attends to the men's wounds and Rose helps care for the children, she even gives them reading lessons on occasion."

Alec was floored. He'd been so busy attending to his spy business that he'd paid little attention to what his girls had been up to, and he felt humbled.

"I agree, Joseph. They're all remarkable and quite beautiful as well. So, have we a deal? Secondary to Mistress Abigail, you'll give me the support I need?"

"Yes, Sir. We have a deal." Joseph rose to his feet to depart, but Alec waved him to his seat.

"Now, for part two. I require more help of a highly sensitive nature," he said in a conspiratorial voice. Joseph scooted forward in his seat so he could hear better, curious to what the job may be.

"You may have noticed that I'm the only male in a house full of six women," Alec stated bluntly, "all of which have both emotional and physical needs."

Joseph rocked back in surprise and nodded his head in bewilderment, this conversation was taking a turn sideways and he looked at Alec in confusion.

"In a nutshell, I need a man to take some heat off of me. I can't work everyday with needy women fluttering about and rubbing on me like I'm a damn scratching post. It's disconcerting and more than frustrating, especially when Mistress Abby is first and foremost in my thoughts, can you understand where I'm coming from, Joseph?"

"No sir, I can't. It seems like quite a nice problem to have, in my opinion of course." he said honestly.

"Well trust me, it's not. Well, that's not really fair to say. I love women and all their lovely charms like any other man, however, with this damn war on I simply haven't the time to deal with it. Can you please move in the house and assist me with this vexing problem? If you could take breakfast and dinner with us and make your quarters here it would be invaluable to me."

Joseph got a faraway look on his scarred face as he thought for several moments. "You'll discuss this with Mistress Abigail, I trust?" he asked carefully. Alec smiled and shook his head ruefully.

"Yes, I will. If she has any issues, we'll nip our plan in the bud, but I'm quite sure she'll approve."

"Then I'm your man," Joseph said firmly, and stood to shake Alec big hand.

"Thank you, Joseph. You're a godsend. I look forward to getting you settled and in the saddle so to speak," he chuckled. "Oh, and one other thing. Every word spoken or events that happen in this house are not to leave these walls, be it intelligence of the war effort, Abigail's plantation business dealings, or personal matters of the heart. Information control is paramount."

"I understand, Sir. My lips are sealed," Joseph replied, and took his leave.

"Well, you naughty, naughty boy, Alec," Abby was saying with a giggle. "You've read my mind. I'd already told Maddy I'd look for a solution but you're way ahead of me," she said with a beautiful smile.

"Sort of," he grumped. "My solution, in the form of Joseph has told me that his loyalties lie with Mistress Abigail first and foremost, and that I must come to you for approval."

Abby broke out in a joyful laugh that had him cracking his cranky facade in short order. She was absolutely radiant today and she stole his heart yet again with her beautiful personality and stunning good looks.

"Will you please take the time to set him up in the house? Maybe June can get him comfortable with our ways. She seems to excel at that sort of thing," he asked as she slid onto his lap.

She nipped his ear and kissed his neck, "Of course, my love. Consider it done. I sure hope he and Maddy hit it off. From the way they were eyeballing each other at breakfast, we shouldn't have to push them too hard."

Abby asked June to supervise moving Joseph in, and typical of most militia men, he had scarce belongings. June took note and promised herself to make him some new and better fitting clothing. She took pride in the household's appearance and was constantly mending their clothing or fashioning new as they needed it. She put him in the largest guest room with the biggest bed, envisioning that soon the three maids would be keeping him busy in the evenings and nights to come. She wriggled in pleasure as she thought of how she'd love to watch them together as they shared themselves for the first time.

He was agog at the opulence of the house, having never been inside it past the dining room and parlor. It was really rather run down and needed attention, but from his perspective as a simple soldier, it was enormous and almost overbearing. June sent him to the washroom and soon he was flaming with embarrassment as she insisted on undressing him and installing him in a tub of steaming water. She admired his broad shoulders from behind as she took his shirt off, exclaiming quietly at the scar on his back just above his shoulder blade. When she moved to his front and knelt to unbuckle his belt she saw the old entrance wound. It was a jagged bullet hole that narrowly missed his collar bone. She stood on her tiptoes and ran a gentle finger over it, then kissed it tenderly, much to his discomfort and surprise.

"I have one too," she said softly, and pulled her collar down to expose her similar wound, one that still ached and burned on occasion. He touched it with a big finger and frowned.

"A lady such as yourself should never be wounded, you're to be treasured and protected, always," he said gruffly.

She giggled to lighten the mood. "Oh, I'm no lady I can assure you. I'm simply a slave girl, fortunate to serve this family, which now apparently you're a part of."

She knelt again and smiled up at him as she unbuckled his belt and lowered his trousers. Her eyes trailed admiringly down the defined adonis muscles that pointed the way from his hipbones to a massively thick prick. So thick that it quite literally took her breath away. He was limp, probably from embarrassment, but it was painfully obvious he held more girth than Alec and his balls were huge, undoubtedly full of delicious seed she thought naughtily. His length however was shorter, perhaps five inches while flaccid, but June had the impression that he'd grow substantially when called upon though.

Tearing her attention from his manhood, she urged him into the tub and busily scrubbed him down while she chatted gaily with him, enquiring of his birthplace and childhood as she tried to make him more comfortable. He was almost in shock at his sudden change of lifestyle, but he adjusted quickly and was soon enjoying himself immensely. She trimmed his hair and razored away his beard, leaving him with a dashing goatee that added to his dangerous and dark good looks. She left him soaking with a few words to think upon.

"I understand you're to take care of our three maids in all ways, Joseph?"

He turned to look at her, stunned at her candor. She giggled and kissed his cheek as she sat on a stool behind him.

"We speak plainly here most of the time and can be a bit shocking on occasion. Please honor the girls' wishes when it comes to intimacies. I don't want them hurt or frightened, understand?"

"Yes, Miss June. I'm new at this but I'll do my best to take care of them." he replied, still off balance at her words.

"Good, you come to me with any problems that may arise, no matter how small,  okay?"

"Yes, Miss June." She giggled and kissed his cheek again, liking that he called her Miss, even though she was slave.

She couldn't resist and ran her hands down his thickly furred and muscular chest to feel the firmness of his pectorals. "I'm sure they'll love you. You're a sexy, handsome man and the girls need that badly. I'll leave you now and send Maddy in. From now on she'll serve you and take care of all your needs, no matter how trivial. Please allow her to do what she does best, it makes her happy. Welcome to the house, Joseph." She startled him with a sweet kiss on his lips, then rose up and departed. He watched as she left, mesmerized by the swing of her little round bottom and wondered what the bloody hell he'd gotten himself into.

June spoke to Maddy in the hallway. "Be brave my sweet. Joseph is awaiting you. He seems like a very nice man beneath the scars and rough exterior. I hope you like him."

"Did Mistress Abby bring him here for the maids? She said she'd try to do something for Mira and Sabra," Maddy asked uneasily.

"I've no idea. Alec invited him to live with us, that's all I know. I encourage you to get close to him though. A hard man is a good thing to have. I don't know what I'd do without George and Alec," June exclaimed, tears building in her eyes at the thought of how much she loved her men.

Maddy nodded in understanding and the two beauties shared a tight hug. "Go get him, honey," June teased and kissed her lips tenderly.

Maddy shyly approached her new charge and asked him to stand so she could dry him off. His face flamed red as he stepped from the tub to drip on the rug. She knelt before him and starting at his feet toweled her way up his stout legs until she reached his intimidating cock. He roughly tried to take her towel, insisting he could do it himself. She hastily snatched it back, then apologized profusely.

"I'm sorry, Master. It's my job and I must do it. Please allow me to finish." she said, in a voice small with fear. Remembering June's words of advice, he relented and tried to relax. Maddy's mind was awhirl at her new predicament, but she kept her wits about her and remembered her promise to herself, to be more like her Mistress, strong and decisive in all things. She straightened her back and looked at his rugged face while she took him in her hands to dry around his thick cock and low hanging balls. He gasped in surprised pleasure at her touch and became semi-tumescent in just a few moments.

She smiled at him bravely, then moved on, standing up to reach his torso and shoulders, loving how his firm muscles felt beneath her gentle touch. Like June, she touched his scars, wondering how he received them and the terrible pain he must have went through. It hurt her heart and she felt a warmth grow in her breast for him, even though they'd just met. When she knelt to dry his backside, she couldn't resist squeezing his firm ass slightly, giggling to herself as he unconsciously flexed his cheeks in response to her touch.

Regretfully, she finally finished and went outside to gather his freshly washed clothes from the line. On her return she insisted that she dress him fully, getting his belt adjusted to her liking and his shirt tucked in properly. She blushed fiercely when he boldly kissed her cheek and asked if she'd care to accompany him for a ride the following day. She lowered her eyes modestly and nodded her acceptance. For the rest of the day she was nearly worthless as she wandered the house, floating on a cloud of happiness.

Abby noticed immediately and smiled to herself. Maddy was indeed doing better and it pleased her to no end. Joseph went to her and asked if he could borrow the wagon for his and Maddy's date tomorrow.

"Of course, Joseph. You're part of our family now, you needn't ask."

"Thank you, Mistress Abigail. It's kind of you."

 Joseph & Maddy

"Joseph, please call me Abby, I insist. As I said, you're family, and I shall call you Joe. Is that  okay?"

"Yes, Miss, er, Abby. That's fine with me," he stuttered awkwardly. Her beauty and kind demeanor still made him uncomfortable, probably because like most men he was head over heels in love with her, and had been since the day he'd first laid eyes on her.

The following day, the couple had a lovely time exploring the plantation. June had fixed them a picnic basket and they spent the entire afternoon together. Just before they headed back, Joseph took Maddy beneath a huge oak tree and kissed her for the first time. She timidly accepted his kiss, then after a few moments returned it with a ferocity that stunned him. She was starved for the touch of a man and she took all that he offered. Still awkward with her, he gently slowed her down and she happily relented, satisfied for the moment.

Maddy insisted on being home in time to prepare supper, and while she did so, Abby pulled him aside to ask him how the day went. She was happy to see a new spark in his eye and a pep in his step that hadn't been there earlier. She mentally patted Alec on the back for a job well done. The happiness of her home meant a lot to her and she was well on her way to satisfaction.

After supper, Alec and his women gathered in the parlor as they tended to do for an evening smoke and drinks. Abby was snuggled next to Alec on the couch, while Rose pillowed her head in his lap and read a book. June was sitting between his knees and knitting a cap for one of the many orphaned children when Joseph walked silently in the room. Alec offered him a seat and rang the service bell. Mira responded and took Joseph's request for a whiskey which she delivered with her usual aplomb and flirty attitude. She too was becoming enamored with their new guest and vied for his attention. He gave her a polite smile and thanked her before she left the room.

Alec smiled to himself as he watched Joseph's eyes take in the scene before him. Alec looked quite happy and comfortable while draped in his harem of beautiful women and it intrigued Joseph to no end. Soon, Joseph took his leave and went to bed while female giggles sounded in the parlor after his departure.

Abby scolded her girls between her own fits of laughter. "Now don't make fun of the poor man. He just needs time to adjust to our ways. You must admit we're an odd bunch," she said, loyally in his defense. "Let's encourage his girls to make him more comfortable and help him fit in. He's a good man and he deserves an honest try."

Rose and June nodded in respect of Abby's opinion and sheepishly agreed. They remembered how strange it'd been when Abby first chose to share her man, and they knew it could be a stressful time for all involved until they'd adjusted to their new circumstance. Alec chuckled to himself, the shackles of responsibility were gradually dropping from him and he liked the feeling.

To be continued in part 13, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 13

The General and the Major are wounded, Sarah looks for a man.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

The next morning after breakfast, Joseph cornered Alec in his study.

"So, about last evening, Mister. Greene," he began.

"It's Alec, please."

“ Okay, Alec. About last evening. Is that how it is with you and the three ladies? You're all, um, companions?"

"Yes, Joseph. We live and sleep together. Everything a normal couple would do except we're a foursome. It's a long story and somewhat complicated, but George and William insisted that we take up our old ways until they return. I love those three girls dearly and would do anything for them."

"And you expect me to do the same with Maddy, Mira, and Sabra?"

"I don't expect you to do anything if you don't desire, but I hope you do. Everyone must be in it willingly, or it won't work and hard feelings will arise."

"I see," Joseph said thoughtfully. "And the maids all know of your, um, relationships?"

"Oh yes, in fact I believe they want to emulate us, hence the problem of them rubbing on me like a damn cat every chance they get," Alec said with a chuckle. "I love them like family, but there's only so much of me I'm willing to share."

"I'm sure I like Maddy, she's certainly a smart and beautiful woman," Joseph mused, "I'm not too sure about the others yet."

"Let me give you some advice. Maddy is their senior and pretty much runs the house. She'll allow them to be with you if she desires. If not, well, we'll have to see what happens." Alec replied thoughtfully. "Just please do your best to keep them off my back. And another thing, if you want company in the parlor tonight, invite them. They'd be ecstatic to join us."

Joseph did exactly that, and he was joined by his new ladies on the loveseat. Mira sat between his legs and as she'd noticed June do the night before, and was knitting a garment of clothing. Maddy cuddled up next to him and put her head on his thick shoulder in contentment, while Sabra sat at her side. Showing her sweet demeanor, June moved next to Mira and helped her figure out a complex pattern in her knitting while Joseph spread his knees wide to accommodate the two beauties. The men chatted about the day's events while Abby and Rose listened sleepily. By all accounts they looked like a large, happy family and Abby heaved a sigh of contentment. Alec felt her move and he leaned in to kiss her sweetly.

"Well done, my love. Well done." he whispered while she gave him a smile that melted his heart.

"Take me to bed, Heavy. I need some loving." she said softly, and kissed him until his toes curled. He picked her up and carried her down the hall while the other companions readjusted their seats. Maddy rose, and bravely taking Joseph's hand led him to his room, then firmly shut the door behind them. Mira and Sabra were looking at a loss until June took them in her arms.

"Patience, my loves. Maddy needs a little time with Joseph." The two mulatta maids nodded in understanding, but they were obviously unhappy with their situation.

"Go to bed, little ones," June ordered. "Tomorrow is another day and we'll see what it brings for you."

Maddy stood before her man and slowly unlaced his shirt, baring his skin to her hot gaze in the candlelight. She traced the scar on his shoulder, then tenderly kissed the one on his face. He tried to wrap his arms around her but she captured them and held them at his sides.

"Allow me, please Master," she whispered. She knelt and tugged his boots free, then unbuckled his belt and slowly worked his trousers down, giggling softly when his tallywhacker swung free to tap her chin as it rose rapidly to greet her. When he was naked, she loosened the laces at her bodice and pulled it down to free her big, firm breasts. He gasped in delight when they appeared before him, her nipples already hard and wanting.

"Sweet Maddy," he said softly.

"Yes, Master."

He cupped her head in his hands and ran his fingers through her long curls. "I've not been with a woman for longer than I can remember. Please be patient with me," he said softly. Already, he was filled with excitement and knew he wouldn't last long at all. He was worried about spending himself too soon and disappointing her.

"Don't worry, Master. I'm here to serve you in all ways," she breathed, and gave him a beautifully submissive smile that spurred a long stream drip and alight on her breast. He gasped when she took him in both hands and opened her mouth wide. She was shocked at his thickness as her fingers didn't come close to encompassing his shaft, to the point that she doubted she could fit him in her mouth. He watched in fascination as she flattened her tongue and laid his swollen head on it, narrowly missing his crown with her sharp, white teeth. He'd never had a woman’s mouth before, and the sight of it finally happening to him was almost too much for his fevered mind.

When he was completely spent, she laid him back on the bed and finished disrobing herself. He watched, entranced by her beautiful curves as she bared herself to his gaze. He had very little time with women, other than visiting a whore on the rare occasion he couldn't stand relieving himself with his right hand anymore, and they were generally quick and to the point visits. Tonight was a completely new experience, one that he was looking forward to immensely.

Maddy paused for a quick thought before joining him on the bed. She asked herself what her mistress would do, would she be bold and take what she wanted or lie still and let her man have his way with her? She decided she'd be bold, and not giving herself chance to overthink it, she bravely climbed astride Joseph and surprising him completely, buried him in sweet kisses, so much that she had him gasping for air as she nearly sucked his tongue from the roots.

She raised up and fed him her magnificent bosom, steering one at a time into his ravenous mouth. She sighed in pleasure as he tugged at her like a thirsty child.

"Please, Master. Take me as a man takes a wife, Master. Give me what I need, please," she begged as she writhed her hips beneath him. He drew back slightly and gave her a tentative thrust, considerate of her earlier complaint of his girth.

She petted his back and shoulders, crooning in his ear while he recovered slowly in her arms. He tried to slide off her but she locked her arms and legs around him, holding him in place while she enjoyed the weight of him crushing her to the mattress. As he relaxed, she tugged his face to hers and smothered him in hot kisses. Eventually, he became too heavy for her and she allowed him to slide to her side. Gathering a towel she'd laid bedside, she wiped them clean of their combined juices, then she covered them both and snuggled into his side.

"Thank you, Master," she whispered in his ear. "You were absolutely wonderful to me and you felt amazing."

"Ah, sweet Maddy, I've never felt the like. I feel I'm floating on a cloud right now," he replied and brushed an errant curl from her eyes. She kissed him sweetly and laid her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Slowly his breathing changed and she realized with a happy smile that he'd already nodded off to sleep. She cupped her tender womb. She was as content as she'd ever been and the flame of hope in her breast burned ever brighter.

Alec awoke in the wee hours and noticed Rose and June weren't in bed. He padded naked down the hall and found them still in the parlor, wrapped in a blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace. Mira and Sabra were next to them and sleeping deeply.

He picked up June and carried her to bed while she mumbled sleepily in his arms. When he returned for Rose and crouched to pick her up, Mira's slim hand boldly snaked out to caress his naked thigh. He jumped in surprise and looked down, not realizing he was so close to her. He watched her nostrils flare as she took in the hot scent of his and Abby's lovemaking wafting near her face. She looked at him with such a pleading expression that his heart went out to her. He knew well the feeling of being lonely and he felt for her. He took her hand in his and knelt to kiss her brow.

"Be kind to Maddy and help her in all ways and you'll have a man in your bed soon, little one," he whispered softly to Mira. She gave him a beautiful smile and nodded in acceptance. As he turned to pick up Rose he felt Mira's little hand trail longingly up his thigh and caress the warm crease between his firm buttocks, the back of her knuckles brushing his swinging sack. He wanted nothing more than to comfort her, but he knew it was better to let Maddy do it as she saw fit. He picked up Rose and gave Mira a little wink before heading to bed.

Abby had taken June in her arms and together they were sleeping like the dead, so Alec laid down on his side holding Rose close and she mumbled in her sleep, then turned into him and buried her face in his crispy chest hair with a deep sigh of contentment.

"I love you, sweetheart," she whispered softly, and kissed his warm skin.

"And I you, my little Rose," he returned, and kissed the crown of her head, then closed his eyes to fall asleep in moments.

As true to her masters as always, Maddy was up at the crack of dawn and had prepared a wonderful breakfast. Abby and Alec shared secret smiles as Maddy floated around on a cloud of love, touching and kissing her man whenever possible. Joseph's attitude was much improved as well, the smile on his face told the story of last night better than he could have spoken it aloud.

The plantation was bustling that day with Abby deeply involved in preparing the fields for spring planting while Alec conducted his spy business, consolidating bits and pieces of information he'd received via messengers and dispatching it to whomever he deemed needed the knowledge. It was just after lunch when a cry came from the sentry at the front door.

"Master Greene! A messenger is arriving, hurry!"

"Shit fire," Alec cursed, "what now."

"Master!" June's desperate cry raised his hackles and he flew to the front porch beside her. The messenger was at the porch stairs, still astride his horse and wove in the saddle, nearly losing his seat. His mount's head hung low and it was panting heavily while bloody foam poured from its muzzle. Alec ran to the man and on his way down the stairs noticed Abby trotting up, her face creased in consternation.

Alec caught the man as he fell off the horse and lowered him to the ground. He heard a ragged gasp, then a huge thump as the horse collapsed to the dirt. He looked up to see Abby with a bloody dagger in her fist. She'd put the poor beast from its misery before Alec could command it. She gave him a quick nod and knelt with him at the man's side. The messenger pawed blindly at his bag while gasping shallowly for air.

"General Greene, it's from General Greene. He's in a bad way and needs help," he croaked out. His trembling fingers found the parchment and he handed it to Alec.

"Someone get the doctor!" Abby cried out while holding the man's hand for comfort. June quickly ran to do her bidding while Rose trotted down the stairs to help. Together, the three dragged the exhausted man inside and laid him on the couch in the parlor. Alec read the letter and Abby watched his face intently as he frowned deeply, then a look of fierce determination came over his countenance and Abigail knew their lives were changing again, right before her eyes.

Alec raised his head and looked at her. She gave him her strongest smile but she knew he could see the uncertainty in her eyes.

"We go to war," he said with a dark scowl. She didn't blink an eye, she simply went to him and kissed his lips.

"Tell me what you need and I'll make it happen, Heavy."

He immediately sent for Joseph and together they rallied the militia, instructing them to pack light, and ready themselves for a long trek. Abby, Rose and June went to every home and slave cabin to inform them of the day's events. The wives wept at the thought of losing their men and the widows gave them love and support as best they could. Alec, with Joseph's advice picked a dozen hard men to stay behind as a skeleton security force to keep the inhabitants of the plantation as safe as possible. It was a nearly useless gesture if they were attacked, but he needed every man available to help fight the redcoats.

Alec and Abby had a rare argument as the strain of the day came to bear on them. "Joseph stays!" she fumed when Alec insisted he ride with the militia. "He's my man and I trust him, besides, Maddy now needs him. Don't take him away already!" she stomped her little foot and glared up at him. She was so beautiful and full of fire that he couldn't bring himself to cross her. He held out his arms and she flew into them with tears in her beautiful blue eyes.

"Thank you, Heavy. I love you so much," she sniffled. He caressed her back and soothed her until she pulled back to give him a sweet smile. Little did he know that he'd lost only the first battle of the day, and that another was building steam in her golden head.

Platoon Inspections

Alec went to his study and for another hour sorted his intelligence into two piles, one he kept and placed in his leather satchel and another that he tossed documents and notes from into the fireplace. He was under a massive amount of pressure, and used his best judgement on the importance of each piece before keeping or destroying it. He was just finishing up when he heard a rustle in the hedges outside the window near his desk. His first instinct was to reach for his pistol that he kept clipped to his sword belt and hanging on the back of his chair. To his chagrin it was gone along with his sword, he must have misplaced it, he thought unhappily.

A feminine voice pitched low like a man's reached his ears from the hedges.

"Major Greene. Report to the back porch in five minutes for inspection of the combat troops!" the voice said, as it quivered with laughter. He knew at once it was his Abby and his lip quirked in a smile, but he was hugely busy and answered a bit sharper than he intended.

"I'm really busy right now, whomever you are. Come back later." He winced as he heard the tension in his own voice, knowing she would hear it. A few seconds went by, then a different voice called out, Rose's by his best guess.

"Major Greene. Report to the back porch in five minutes for inspection of the combat troops. If you fail to report, all your special conjugal privileges shall be hereby revoked, forthwith!" the voice commanded sonorously, while cracking with laughter. Sure enough, it was his Rose, no doubt. A genuine smile broke his lips when he heard more feminine giggles floating out of the bush. His girls were trying to lift his mood and he loved them for it.

"Yes, sir," he answered, "five minutes it is. Right away, sir." Their laughter was music to his ears and he glanced at the clock to ensure he'd be on time per his ladies demands.

When his time was up, he strode down the hall to step out on the porch. His jaw dropped and he was struck mute for several seconds as he gazed in wonder at his women. The three beauties were standing side by side and rigidly at attention, while wearing nearly perfect reproductions of the Continental Army officers uniform, to include the tricorn hats Nathan had given them. Each girl's hair was braided into a thick ponytail that flowed gracefully down their backs to brush to tops of their stunning little behinds. Abby's uniform was piped with pink to match her cap while Rose and June's were piped in gold to reflect the same.

Their trousers were tight beyond imagining and his eyes were drawn like magnets to their sleek thighs and the turn of their calf muscles. The riding boots on their small feet were shined to a mirror black finish that must have taken hours to get perfect. Their big tits were held upright and mashed firmly together by beautiful, white, strapless corsets that June's clever hands had made, ensuring their perky nipples were barely covered and their areolae peeking out just enough to taunt and tease any passerby that might glance their way. The fronts of their jackets were cut deep and wide to frame their bodices boldly for their man's enjoyment.

Abby and Rose had their squirrel rifles at their sides with the butts grounded and the barrels resting on the fronts of their shoulders. Abby's rapier and dagger were present, and Rose's own small knife was on her belt. Little June had Alec's huge saber hung about her hips and his pistol clipped to her other side. He raised an eye as the mystery of his missing weapons was solved before his admiring eyes.

Playing their game, he stood in front of Abby and seized the rifle from her grasp, looking it over minutely. Her beautiful red lips quirked in a smile as she tried heroically to contain her laughter. He noticed she'd put on a light coat of makeup and added a beauty spot to the left upper corner of her lip. The effect was astonishing and he shook his head in wonder. She was a classic beauty in the every sense of the word.

He ran a rough finger over her exposed areola, smiling when her nipple hardened immediately and tried to push its way free from the confines of the corset. She set her teeth and a tiny moan broke from her lips at the sensations he was arousing in her body. His finger trailed down slowly, tracing the shallow groove between her tight abdominals, then slid lower to slip between her legs. His eyebrows rose in surprise when her felt the deep cleft of her nether lips, pulled apart by the tight center seam of her trousers. She moaned again as he ran a big finger in the gap of her thighs, massaging her through the thin material.

"Hold steady, troop," he teased, as her wanton hips rotated to follow his fingers.

"Yes, sir," she panted, and gave him a sexy smile that hardened his cock instantly. He handed her rifle back and moved to Rose next who jerked in surprise as he snatched her squirrel rifle from her grip. He twirled and spun it rapidly, then caught it in a big palm that slapped sharply on the steel barrel, drawing gasps of admiration from his girls. She looked at him alluringly and he noticed she wore the same makeup as Abby to include the beauty mark. Surprised, he glanced at June to see the same. They'd gone to great lengths for him and he was touched beyond words.

He watched as Rose's eyes followed his fingers as he explored her cleavage, pushing a big finger between her tits and imagining it was his tallywhacker pushing its way inside instead.

"You're at attention, troop!" He snapped, and her eyes immediately stared straight ahead into his chest while she fought to contain her mirth. He grounded her rifle and returned it to her grip, then he crouched down in front of her.

"Attention, troop!" he barked again as her eyes dropped to follow his movements. She giggled, and again brought her eyes to up to stare in the distance. He looked at the gap in her thighs, amazed at how the fabric had wedged her lips open, the seam splitting her so deep that he could hardly believe it. He ran slowly a finger in the deep groove while she squirmed and wriggled and a sigh of frustration broke her lips. He smiled to himself when he fancied he felt her swollen clit through the material, pulsing with desire at his touch.

He stood up to give her a sly wink and she sighed with relief. She'd feared he might bring her to orgasm right there on the back porch! Moving to June he stood in front of her and shook his head sadly.

"That's an awful large saber and pistol for such a small soldier. Where'd you get them, troop?" he asked with as steely a voice as he could manage.

Her answer was in a small tone that quivered a bit in fear, not too hard for her to fake because his tone was so realistic, and even though they were playing, it frightened her a little. She was after all, still a slave. He instantly picked up on it and gave her a reassuring wink, whereupon she relaxed immediately. She took a few seconds to gather her thoughts, then responded.

"I found them unsecured, the owner apparently forgot about them so I appropriated them to give to the proper authorities, sir."

He almost laughed at the utter gall of her, but controlled himself, just barely. Rose and Abby were snorting with mirth and struggling to stay at attention while June was doing the same. He suddenly whipped his saber from the sheath and looked at it closely.

"Why I believe this is my saber, and you've stolen it from me, troop! What should your punishment be?" he shouted. He'd frozen her again, but a quick wink at her startled eyes assured her all was well.

"I don't know, sir," she quavered.

"Well, maybe your squad mates do, Major? What say you?" he quizzed Abby.

"Um, branding sir. One should always brand a thief," she said with a giggle, "right on her slutty little ass."

"And you, Captain Rose?" he asked, as he fought back a loud guffaw at Abby's jibe.

"Oh, definitely a good spanking, sir. I'd use a nice switch myself because the little tramp probably deserves it!"

"Rose Marie!" Abby chided, and broke into laughter.

"You're still at attention!" Alec barked, and three lithe bodies straightened up immediately and their eyes looked ahead to the distance.

"Hmm," he mused. "Captain June, bend over and grab your ankles!" She looked at him in surprise but saw no give in his gaze. She slowly did as he said while Abby and Rose tried to watch from the corners of their astonished eyes.

He swung his saber sharply and caught her with the flat of the blade, square across her tight little ass and quite a bit harder than he'd intended. She let out a surprised yelp and her little cap flew from her head to land on the wooden decking.

"Ouch, Master!" she inadvertently squeaked. He knew he'd whacked her quite hard and immediately felt bad about it. He stabbed the saber in the floor and ran his hand over her ass to soothe her. She'd managed to keep her grip on her ankles and she stayed in her position while he rubbed her little bottom.

"Hmm," she moaned, "that's better, Master, er, I mean, sir," He liked her little moan and ran his fingers between her tight ass cheeks and pressed one in the slot of her lips, wedged so widely open by her tight trouser seam, much like Rose's. She moaned again and swayed on her feet. He was having quite an effect on her. His other hand crept inside the top of her corset and he rolled her nipples between rough fingers. Her groan of pleasure drew her companions eyes to the scene and they both shivered as they imagined what little June was experiencing.

"Are you sorry for stealing, little thief?" he growled in her ear.

"Not yet, sir. Perhaps one more stroke?" she whimpered as his finger found her swollen clit and swirled about it in gentle circles.

"As you wish." Abby and Rose gasped as the saber cracked home again and a cry of surprised pain came from June's red mouth. He laid the saber down and repeated his motions of before, one big hand soothing her stinging ass while the other twisted and turned her nipples delightfully.

Finally, he had to stop himself or the three beautiful women would find themselves thrown over the handrail and violated repeatedly from behind. He bid June to stand up and return to attention which she did with a blushing face and tits that spilled freely from her corset top, her nipples engorged and still longing for his touch.

He backed up to get a good look at the three and tripped over a wooden chest, nearly falling down the stairs. He caught himself and looked down to three chests, all aligned and apparently ready for a trip.

 Alec Makes A Cruel Decision

"And what's this?" he asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"That's our luggage, sir!" Abby sang out. He frowned at her sternly.

"That's enough play, Abigail. What're you three up to?"

"We've packed our travel chests so we can travel with you to help Uncle Nathan," she said a bit defiantly.

"Definitely not," he stated firmly. "I want you girls to stay here where you'll be safe and sound."

"Alec, if I always stayed at home safe and sound, you'd have swung on a gallows if I remember correctly." Abby said, in a sharp voice.

"And if I'd stayed at home safe and sound, you'd be in the creek bottoms shot down like a rat, in the words of Uncle Nathan," Rose chipped in icily.

He blinked in surprise at their attack, but foolishly decided to double down. For a few minutes they argued back and forth as he continued to forbid their coming with him, their voices growing louder and sharper as tempers flared. June's frantic cry broke into their conversation and they looked at her in surprise.

"Stop it! Just stop it!" she cried in anguish. She threw herself at Alec's feet and hugged his ankles while sobbing in grief. "Please, Master! Please take me with you! I'll wither and die without you! Your poor slave begs you, Master!" Her tears soaked the toes of his boots as he stood there awkwardly looking down at her. His helpless eyes met Abby's glacial blue ones and he saw no quarter. He looked at Rose as she stared at him with crossed arms, her expression was painful to him and as she looked as if she didn't even recognize him.

"Abby," he began.

"You broke her, you fix her!" she snapped angrily and spun on her heel. Rose gave him a final icy stare and followed Abby indoors. Alec sighed deeply, realizing he'd completely screwed up and dug the deepest hole he'd ever been in with his girls. He bent down to lift June into his arms, then sat on the swing with her on his lap, rocking her gently while she sobbed uncontrollably on his shoulder. He reflected on the last few minutes, asking himself why he wanted the girls to stay and came to the conclusion that is was much simpler for him if they did, and he wouldn't have to worry about them on the battlefield. Which confounded him because he hadn't worried about them when they lived at the cabin and fought together on an almost daily basis.

He felt horribly bad at his selfishness and disregard for their feelings, and as he closed his eyes a tear sneaked down his cheek. He held June closer and kissed her hair.

"I'll take you with me little one, and I'll never threaten to leave you again, I swear before God," he whispered tenderly. Her grip on him tightened and he felt a little nod of her head, then her sobs slowly abated to sniffles and hiccups that shook her small frame. He felt a gentle touch on his knee and looked up the see Maddy kneeling at his feet with tears pouring down her cheeks.

"Master, may I speak, please?" she asked timidly.

"Of course, anytime you desire you can come to me," he said softly and took her hand in his.

"Why do you try to leave your women, Master? They love you and only want to be with you and protect you as best they know how. You're breaking their hearts," she said in a tremulous voice and gestured towards the house where Abby and Rose were.

"I only wanted to protect them by leaving them here," he said regretfully.

"You may have meant well, but it was a cruel thing to do. You're the best Master in the world, but today you've chosen to hurt those closest to you."

Her words tore out his heart, especially when she called him cruel. He held out his arm and she crept up to share his lap with June.

"I'm so sorry, Maddy," he said as his voice broke with emotion.

"You need to tell your women that, Master," she chided gently as she wiped a tear from his face. "And thank you for choosing to leave Joseph here with me. If you'd left me here with no Master, I'd be brokenhearted just as June is."

He nodded, and for a few more minutes the two slave girls hugged and comforted him while he fought back tears and the huge lump in his throat. Maddy finally got up and took his hand.

"Come, Master. Speak to your women and follow your heart, for it knows the way." She led him and June to the parlor where Abby and Rose were lying on the big couch, snuggled together and comforting one another, their eyes red and swollen from crying. He coaxed them to sit up, then sat June and Maddy next to them. Kneeling at their feet, he took Abby's hands and apologized as best he knew how.

Abby saw the pain in his grey eyes and the vestige of tears on his cheeks and knew he'd seen the error of his ways. She realized he hadn't been consciously mean towards them, just mistaken in his judgement. Rose nudged her gently and gave her an imploring look, begging her with her eyes to forgive him.

She squeezed his hands gently and pulled him to her while fresh tears welled in her eyes.

"Oh, Heavy. Come to me, my love," she cried brokenly. He buried his face in her breasts and heaved a few sobs of contrition while she petted his long curls and broad shoulders. Rose joined in and hugged him, then kissed his cheeks as she wet her own in tears. Abby wanted nothing more than to take him to bed and make love to him, but she understood the demands placed on him from Nathan's plea for help and forced herself to get down to the business of war. She gently pushed him away and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

"We must prepare, my love. Please tell us what you need and we'll do out best to help you," she said in a loving voice. She watched as his eyes slowly cleared and the thoughts of war again filled his head.

"There's so much to do I hardly know where to begin," he said. I'll get with Joseph and we'll do the best we can. If you girls could get your chests loaded in the wagon, that would be a big help. I want to be able to leave before dawn tomorrow, so we must make good speed." Abby, Rose and June gave him such looks of forgiveness that he nearly broke down again. They threw themselves in his arms and kissed him until he was awash in soggy makeup and tears. Maddy even snuck in and he kissed her on her sweet lips until she trembled.

"Thank you for your wisdom, Maddy. You're a real treasure and you'll always be a part of our family," he said softly. She blushed fiercely, but returned his kiss boldly, then gathered her skirts in her hands and got busy.

The entire population of the plantation worked long into the night, preparing for the next day's departure. When the foursome staggered to bed they passed out almost immediately, save for Abby whom always slept badly before a day of action. Alec was vaguely aware as she tossed and turned, and he kept her close in his arms through the night. Per Alec's orders, Maddy had a huge breakfast ready at 4:00 AM and everyone stuffed themselves full for the journey.

She surprised the group with earthenware crocks full of her now infamous ham hocks and beans, along with a giant wheel of cheese and dozens of buttered biscuits, intended for the militia men to eat during their several day’s journey to battle. Joseph shoehorned the lot on a wagon and rallied the men into formation, awaiting on the word from Alec to move out. He found him in the study still working out the most efficient route to Nathan's position. There were several roads to get there and he was concerned about the availability of food and water for the livestock.

"Alec, I have two wagoners' who've been running freight in these parts for nearly two decades. How about you assign them as navigators and have them lead the formation. I guarantee you'll arrive earlier than you think with the men and animals in tip top shape!" Joseph said confidently.

Alec looked at him in grateful surprise. "Thank you, Joseph. You've already been a huge help in this endeavor and I'm glad Abigail wanted you to stay. You'll take good care of the property for Abby, and especially Maddy and her girls?"

"Yes, sir. You can bet your life on it. And thank you for introducing me to Maddy. She's a sweet lady and I'm growing to like her more each day."

As they departed, the girls all hugged each other and tears flowed like water. Alec shook Joseph's hand firmly and looked him in the eye while clapping his shoulder. "Good luck, man. We'll return as soon as we can. If thing's go south, send word. We may not be able to help but at least we'll be aware of your situation."

As he pulled away, Maddy threw herself in his arms and kissed his cheek. "Come home safe, Master, and bring your family back to me," she commanded him with a shy smile.

"I shall do my best, little one," he promised. She colored at his affectionate words, then stepped back to take Joseph's hand. Alec called out to the point men and the cracking of whips filled the air as the drivers urged the wagons forward. The majority of the militia men were on foot, and they took up a marching song as the drummer tapped out a cadence, while Alec and his women were all mounted and riding abreast in the middle of the column. They turned to wave at the folks remaining behind, then turned their eyes east to the rising sun as a new day began.

The General and the Major are wounded, Sarah looks for a man.

Chapter 15

They marched a solid 12 hours that day, the men did quite well considering they'd been loitering at the plantation for a few weeks and were a bit out of shape. Alec had chosen to allow their wives and girlfriends to travel with them to help in the field kitchens and assist the medics. He was surprised at the amount of them that did and his women were proud of him for letting them do so. The militiamen were more than grateful as well because having their women with them was a serious moral booster.

Abby was quite pleased at the sight of the militiamen's girls. Because of their admiration for her and Rose, many of them had fashioned their own trousers and modified their blouses to be more comfortable. The ones fortunate enough to afford new material had made dresses that copied the style of Abby, Rose and June's, low cut and decidedly sexier than their old ones. The men appreciated them too, with more than one wife excitedly telling Abby that their man's libido had improved markedly as the wives showed off more of their nubile bodies.

The three girls traded off their mounts throughout the day to several of the wives and girlfriends, giving them a break from the drudgery of walking. Abby and the girls loved the exercise and had a great day chatting with everyone along the way. Alec met several times with the point men and he was highly impressed both with the time they made as well as the routes they chose. He'd predicted a six day journey while the men insisted they could do it in four. Alec gave them his full support and passed the information to his girls whom were ecstatic at the news.

Most of the company were outfitted with cloth tents or tarps that they strung up in the tree beside the road when they camped for the night. Others slept beneath the wagons for shelter. Rose and June tried to raise a tent for themselves but Abby put a stop to it.

"I'll not have it, you'll be with me and Alec," she declared.

"But, Abby. You need some time with him since our argument yesterday. I know he needs you too," Rose protested weakly.

"You're right, but I need to know you and June are safe with me. Besides, we've shared so much now that it'd seem odd not to have you two with us at night," Abby replied, and kissed Rose's cheek. Alec pitched their tent which was quite large, and chopped down some pine boughs for a mattress of sorts.

They ate a bit of dinner, then everyone except Rose reclined on the makeshift bed. She slid out of the tent with a mischievous giggle, then returned in just a few minutes with a bottle of whiskey she'd squirreled away in her saddle bag.

"Hmm, my favorite, you sneaky little girl," Alec said, and gave her kiss of thanks. Even now he could make her blush with his praise and she did so, just reddening enough to be seen in the candlelight. June took in her beauty and tugged her down for a kiss which Rose returned sweetly. Abby broke out her tin cup and poured a dram of whiskey for Alec, he sipped at it then passed it around to the girls. Rose pulled out her book of Aesops's Fables and read a tale while her companions undressed to slip beneath their blankets.

When Rose noticed Abby's eyes go soft and her hand crawl under the blanket to meet Alec's burgeoning cock, she trailed her story off and slid in naked beside June.

"It looks like it's just you and me," she whispered, and June let out little snort of laughter.

"It's not the first time, nor I reckon the last. Come to me, sweet Rose. Let me soothe you," June whispered. Abby's golden head disappeared under the covers at Alec's waist and he let out sigh of pleasure when her lips met his cock head. Rose's eyes couldn't help but follow the bump in the blanket as Abby's head rose and fell while she sucked. Rose flipped her blanket back and looked at June with her smoky eyes.

"June," she whispered, moaning as she worked herself open. June slid between her legs and put Rose's thighs over her shoulders, then laid her head on her flat little belly.

"Hmm, you smell so good, Rose. I could just eat you up," she whispered. Rose cupped her head and ran her fingers through her hair while June sighed in pleasure. The long day of riding had lent an earthy smell to Rose but June paid no mind, she loved her woman any way she could take her.

This night, June was in excellent form and she took her time with Rose. As she slowly worked her lover to a frenzy, Alec got too warm and threw back his blanket to expose Abby.

The sight of Abby pleasing Alec brought another small orgasm to Rose and she floated in pleasure for several more moments until June pulled up to kiss her sweetly, sharing the taste of her own passion with her.

"Umm, Rose, you're simply delicious tonight," June whispered.

"I bet you are too, honey," Rose returned. June let out a surprised yelp when Rose suddenly flipped her over and gripping her arms, held them over her head, pinned to the pine boughs. "Now stay, sweetheart. Don't make me say it again," she threatened with an evil smile.

"Yes, Mistress," June said submissively. Movement to her side caught her eye when Alec flipped Abby over and covered her tiny body with his. Rose and June both watched, enamored as he skillfully worked his way down Abby's smooth curves, leaving nothing untouched. She was glistening in saliva from her lips to her hard nipples, and on to her smooth mound where his lips caught her clit and he sucked it in his mouth, driving her mad with passion.

June managed between gasps for breath. Alec and Rose slid up their lovers bodies to kiss them deeply and rest in their arms. Eventually, their skin cooled and they tugged their blankets up for comfort.

"Come, June. Sleep with me," Abby said sleepily, and pulled her into her arms. Alec gathered in Abby while Rose clung to his back, stealing his heat until she was warm and comfy.

"I love you all, dearly," the little slave girl whispered. Murmurs of agreement came from the three behind her and she wriggled like a puppy in satisfaction, then fell asleep in moments.

The group pushed hard for the following three days and arrived at the scene of the battle on the afternoon of the fourth day. Alec insisted the girls stay in the rear until he contacted his uncle, General Greene, at the front. The fighting had lapsed while the two sides gathered their wounded from the field and Alec found his Uncle Nathan crouched in a defensive trench while poring over a crude map. He exclaimed in surprise and pulled Alec down to hug him in delight.

"Thank God you've arrived! Is all well with you? Did you bring reinforcements?" Nathan asked.

"Yes, Uncle. All's well. I've brought every available man and we're here to help in any way we can," Alec answered.

"That's good to hear. We've been taking a beating and it's fixing to get worse. They have the high ground and are moving their cannon up on line so they can fire over the heads of their troops as they assault forward. I wish I had a way to knock them out because they're gonna kick the shit out of us in a day or so," Nathan said in a tired voice.

"Why don't we pull back and try to come up with a plan this evening," Alec said.

"Sounds good. We're tuckered out and the enemy has been slacking off in the late afternoons. I hope they're getting as worn out as we are."

Nathan led Alec to the rear and they sat down in his command tent, then lit their pipes as Nathan filled in his nephew on the battlefield conditions. Suddenly, the tent flaps flew open and the three women piled in to overwhelm the General with a flurry of hugs and kisses. He smiled in joy and returned their favors. "What a welcome surprise!" he exclaimed. "I missed having you beauties around to spoil me so kindly. We don't have much here in the way of small luxuries, but what I have is yours. Please make yourselves comfortable."

"Where's Major Moore?" Rose asked.

"Oh, he's stirring up trouble around here somewhere, he should show up soon," Nathan replied, much to the girls' relief. They all liked the Major and considered him part of the family.

"Uncle Nathan. Do you mind if we poke around a little bit? We've brought many camp followers with us and I want to make sure they get settled in. Can you recommend a safe area for us to set up our tents?"

"Of course, dear Abby," he responded. He assigned a nearby lieutenant to show her where to go, then she kissed his cheek in thanks and left with Rose and June. It didn't take the girls long to line out their charges, then Abby summoned Rose with a twinkle in her eye.

"Let's explore a little. I have Papa's extra spyglass, and I want to see what the men have been up against," she said conspiratorially.

"Great idea! I love an adventure!" Rose enthused. The two women walked to the edge of the battlefield and Abby watched as the two sides set in for the evening. Men bustled about re-shoring their positions and refilling damaged sandbags at the bulwarks around the cannon. Abby observed the redcoats as they dug in their cannon in a straight line across their position with the bulk of the camp behind them. She also made mental notes of the questions she wanted to ask Nathan that evening pertaining to the enemy. Rose took the glass and satisfied her own curiosity, wondering aloud at how foolish the common way of conducting battle was, in her eyes. The girls had only heard of the practice of walking in line and banging away at each other from standing positions, and it seemed ludicrous to them. Abby's way of ambush and foul play seemed much more reasonable to her as opposed to the gentlemanly tradition of giving the other side a fair shot at you. She shook her head in disdain at the thought, and tugged Rose back to the tree line.

"Let's explore a little," she urged. "I saw a sentry changing post on their left flank. We should sneak through the forest and find out where he settles in at. I'm working on an idea," Abby said quietly. Rose nodded in agreement and the two wily veterans slipped in closer to the redcoat line. As they approached the area where they thought the sentry might be, they slowed to a crawl and turned all their senses forward to detect the man's presence. Eventually, Abby reached back and touched Rose, then gestured ahead. The two girls slowly crouched and Abby whispered to Rose, "About 40 yards ahead, next to the big oak."

"I see him," Rose breathed in her ear. They watched him for nearly half an hour as he settled in for the evening. He had a bag that probably contained a cold dinner, along with a canteen of water, the girls figured. Abby happened to have her spyglass on him when he jerked his head to his left and seemingly spoke loudly to the forest.

"I knew it!" Abby whispered, "he's got a buddy deeper in the forest to his left. They're pretty sly, this bunch. We'll have to be very careful. Follow me as quietly as you can." Together, they pulled back fifty yards or so, then Abby led them in a flanking maneuver to their right until they found the other sentry. He was sitting comfortably behind a fallen log and facing in the direction of the Continental army. His jaws moved rhythmically as he chewed his dinner, then slurped from his canteen occasionally without a care in the world. He was twenty five yards or so from his partner, and soon the two were talking loudly back and forth, paying little attention to their duties. Abby nodded to herself in satisfaction. She'd seen what she'd hoped to and felt better for it, the plan in her golden head was taking shape nicely. Just in case, the two women did another loop to their right in search of another soldier but didn't find one. The two sentries on duty appeared to be the only ones out there.

As the two women carefully retreated to camp, Abby took note of their route in the hopes of retracing her steps in the darkness. Back at the command tent, Major Moore had shown up and he welcomed the two beauties joyously, enquiring how they were and the condition of his two girlfriends, Mira and Sabra, back at the plantation. Abby assured him all was well and that the girls missed him. He and his thick cock had left an indelible impression on the two maids, he remembered fondly. Alec and Nathan were still seated and conniving on tomorrow's battle plan while June, who was in her element, served them drinks and waited on their every need. The two men enjoyed her gentle touches and dark beauty as she spoiled them rotten by packing their pipes, even lighting them while she tried not to cough at the smoke in her lungs.

While they had a simple dinner, Abby pestered Nathan with a few questions. "Uncle Nathan, how do your men start their mornings?"

"Well, the sentries wake us early, then we have a quick formation to conduct a head count. We want to know if we've had any deserters, as well as if any man is sick or can't fight for some reason, then we dispatch him to see the doctor. If all's well, then we proceed to eat breakfast and get ready for battle."

"How do you do battle, do you use cover and move forward when able to, or do you line up and simply shoot at each other?" she asked, trying to sound curious rather than critical.

"Typically, in an open field such as here, we walk forward in a tight line until we're in range while the enemy does the same, then we fire on each other. The cannoneers fire whenever they have targets, hopefully not hitting their own men. If we're in rough terrain we tend to use cover, then fire and maneuver on the redcoats. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, just a woman's curiosity," she said with a smile, while Alec looked at her askance, he knew her better than that and figured she was up to no good.

"Do you suppose the redcoats do the same in the morning? I mean call a formation for a headcount and so on?" she asked again.

"I would imagine so, most armies follow the same traditions. Keeping track of the troops and their welfare is a chief concern," Nathan answered while Abby nodded in understanding.

He raised a curious eyebrow at her next inquiry. "Is it typical to keep cannons loaded when we're not firing, especially at night?" she asked.

"That's an odd question, but no. I wouldn't want mine loaded for very many hours, especially if it was raining or very humid. If the powder gets tainted with moisture, it may not fire when needed and one would be stuck with an inoperable field piece, which obviously is a bad thing. If it was critical to have them loaded, I'd lower the muzzles and cover the flash hole with an oilskin or some such thing. Wet powder is a cast iron bitch," he declared.

"I see. Thanks for satisfying a girl's curiosity, Uncle Nathan."

"Anytime, my dear, anytime."

To be continued in part 14, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 14

In the militia encampment.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

In bed that evening, Abby lay with her head on Alec's well-padded shoulder and gave him her most loving gaze while she ran her fingers over his hairy chest. "Will you do me a huge favor, sweetheart?" she asked with a flirtatious smile. He looked at her with a knowing smile.

"I knew you were up to something. What do ya need, Angel?" he asked as he hugged her close.

"I want you to come with me and Rose first thing in the morning. Some scouting needs to be done on the redcoats and I need you to help us get through our lines and past the sentries, both coming and going."

He quirked an eyebrow at her words, but he wasn't surprised in the least. He closed his eyes and thought for a few moments while she rustled with impatience. "Please, Heavy!" she implored, "think how fun it would be. Just like old times, sneaking through the woods with your favorite girls!"

Heaving a deep sigh, he answered her. "I'd love to, but I have to tell Nathan. It's his battlefield and we must respect that."

"Whatever it takes, I'm working on an idea that you both might like, I just need to spy on the redcoats a bit before presenting it to you and Uncle Nathan."

"I'll see what I can do. I'll speak to him now so we don't rouse him to early in the morning. Be right back," he answered as he rose from their bed. She tugged him back down and kissed him deeply.

"Thank you, sweetheart. You're the best boyfriend ever!"

Alec awoke to two, warm female bodies sliding next to his. "Wake up, soldier boy!" Rose whispered while Abby tickled his ribs. "It's time to rise and shine."

Reluctantly, he got up and the three conspirators dressed in silence, then slipped out of the tent. The sentry was expecting them and confirmed the password of the day so they could return to the lines safely without getting shot. Abby led them silently through the forest until they were observing the redcoat sentry posted in the trees. He was out cold and sleeping deeply. Led by Abby, the three spies worked their way through the trees until they could see the slumbering camp of the enemy. They nestled in close to the wet forest floor and waited for the sunrise.

Despite their warm clothing, the girls were shivering in short order and snuggled in close to Alec's warm bulk with grateful sighs. It seemed to take forever until a sentry approached the command tent, which was markedly larger than the others and flagged with the regiments colors. He roused the men within and returned to his post while rubbing his cold hands together to warm them from the night's chill. She watched with interest as a man came out of the tent and pulled a white wig over his head, then scratched himself and pissed in the dirt behind his canvas dwelling. Alec whispered that he was the general and the second man whom had emerged was probably his colonel.

A trumpeter blew reveille and the soldiers began stirring and rising from their sleep. Abby watched attentively as the officers shouted out commands and herded their charges into a loose formation. Grunts and groans filled the air as many a man paused to hurriedly empty his bladder before lining up before the command.

Sergeants called out name after name and the still morning air was broken by shouts as the sleepy soldiers answered in reply. Abby counted over 300 men in the formation, much more than she'd imagined there would be, while Nathan was lucky to have 150 left, even counting his recent reinforcement of Alec's company.

She turned her attention to the cannon on the front line. She counted fourteen, well dug into the bulwarks that partially shielded them from Nathan's field pieces. She knew Nathan had ten cannon that were inferior both in range and projectile weight to the redcoats, but she was undaunted. Her plan was coming together in her head, and what she saw increased her confidence ten-fold. The formation took nearly a half hour to serve its purpose and after the officers dismissed the men, they herded themselves towards several mess tents where they were served their breakfast. It wasn't until the men finished eating that the sentries were relieved with new ones and the night shift went to eat and go to sleep.

With alert sentries now on guard, the three spies were exceptionally careful while retreating to a safe distance and then returning through their own lines. They met with Nathan at his tent and he quizzed Abby over what they'd witnessed. She filled him in over breakfast and he asked her a few more questions.

"I highly respect your intellect and combat experience, and I'd like to know what you're cooking up. Would you mind sharing with me?"

"I need to speak plainly, Uncle, please don't be offended," she answered carefully.

"Speak your mind, my dear. I'm eager to hear your opinion." he returned. Abby gave him a grim smile and leaned in along with Alec and they plotted well into the morning.

Abby was able to convince Nathan of her plan and she insisted that he reduce his casualties as much as possible during the day. It pained her greatly to see men's lives wasted using traditional tactics when it wasn't necessary, and she told Nathan as much. He inferred that her ideas were most ungentlemanly, but he was desperate since having lost so many soldiers fruitlessly fighting the redcoats. She quizzed him on the powder charge used and diameter of the enemies cannon, easily available information since Nathan had captured more than one in the years prior. She immediately set the ladies in the camp to sewing up cloth bags full of black powder and grapeshot in the proper quantities to suit her needs.

June approached her with a determined look on her dusky face. "Abby, there's no way you're leaving me behind. Whatever you're up to I'm tagging along," she said firmly. Abby smiled and pulled her in for a sweet kiss and a tight hug. "Of course you're coming with us. I'd have it no other way. Would you mind watching Major Moore's back and reloading his rifle and pistols for him? I know of no person who can do it better or faster," she flattered. June unconsciously pushed her firm breasts out in pride at her owner's words. She knew she was good, but not exceptional, and Abby's words meant the world to her. She kissed Abby's red lips and sighed happily.

"Thank you, Mistress. When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning, early. Quite awhile before sun up," Abby responded, before running her fingers through June's hair. "Can you supervise the ladies while they're doing the needlework? It needs to be done right."

"Of course, Abby. I'll get right on it. What's Rose going to do?"

"She'll be with me tomorrow. She scouted out the redcoat camp with me and she'll be helping me in my role. I gotta say, June. We're really hanging our little behinds out on this operation. I sure hope and pray it works because if it doesn't, we'll probably all end up dead," Abby said worriedly.

"I know you can do it, Mistress," June said confidently. "You and Alec are brilliant at this business and I have full faith in you two." She kissed Abby's cheek softly and hugged her again reassuringly before scampering off to help the seamstresses. Abby had chills down her spine as she watched her friend depart. This was her biggest and most audacious plan yet and she was almost frightened at the scope of it, yet the fact that she had the full support of Alec and Nathan boosted her confidence greatly.

Rose finds a match for General Greene.

Meanwhile, Rose had struck up a conversation with one of the camp followers, a widow of just over forty years old who'd lost her husband long ago to a vile sickness. As the two sewed up black powder in linen bags, they discussed Rose's favorite topic, men.

"There's few things in life better than a tongue on my clit or a thick cock buried inside me," Rose was saying, while the woman, Sarah, blushed slightly at her words, not used to such salty language from a lady like Rose.

"It's been years since I've had a man," Sarah whispered, "I really loved it though and I miss it terribly." Rose leaned back and perused her new friend's body with a speculative eye. Sarah was tall at nearly five foot eight, with long brown hair and eyes to match. She was slightly on the heavy side, curvy really, with an hourglass figure to die for. Her hips were wide and her breasts were heavy and sagged slightly, but her cleavage was immense and firm, while her nipples, hardened from Rose's words poked small mountains in the fabric of her bodice.

"Did your husband lick you?" Rose asked with a sparkle in her eye.

"What? My goodness! Never!" Sarah exclaimed in surprise, "I've never heard of such a thing!"

"You should try it," Rose giggled. "It feels wonderful when you cum on a hot tongue, then take the man inside you." Sarah blushed furiously and Rose put an arm around her. "We need to find you a man, a good one that'll take his time with you and treat you right. I bet there's an animal inside you that needs set free, my dear Sarah," she whispered with a sexy smile.

Sarah blushed even deeper and looked at Rose closely. "Can you help me find one? I'm not getting any younger and I'd like to experience a man again before I get too old."

"Do you want just sex, or a relationship as well?" Rose asked. Sarah thought a few moments before answering.

"I really need a man inside me, if it turns into something more, that's fine with me, but I'd kill for a long night with a man in my bed," she said wistfully.

Little did she know that Rose was many steps ahead of her and her auburn head was turning over an idea, that if it came to pass would more than satisfy Sarah's cravings. Rose decided that action was better than hopeful wishing and pulled Sarah to her feet.

"Come with me, honey. I've a wonderful idea." She led Sarah to Nathan's tent and sweet talked the sentry into letting them enter. He knew of her and Alec's group, and between that knowledge and her flirty nature he was more than willing to humor her. Since Nathan was on the battlefield, she and Sarah had the run of his living area. Together they cleaned it up nicely and washed all his dirty laundry along with his bedding, all of which needed it badly.

While they worked, Rose kept Sarah occupied with stories about Nathan, how he was a general and famous for killing the redcoats, as well as how he looked naked. She explained how well hung he was and how she'd heard Maddy's voice echoing down the hall as he'd pounded her to glory. By the time the women were finished cleaning up his tent, both of them were well aroused and their little pussies ran with sweet juice as they fantasized about him.

After they finished up with his laundry, Rose decided something needed to be done about Sarah's appearance. She took her to her tent and trimmed her hair to more suitably frame her face, then together they washed up using rags and warm water. Sarah was agog at the sight of Rose's shorn mound. Rose explained how much her husband loved it, especially when he was performing oral sex on her. Sarah was intrigued, so much that she asked Rose how it was done. Rose fetched a bucket of hot water and showed Sarah the intricacies of shaving her armpits, legs, and mound. When they were finished, Sarah slid a soft hand between her thighs and stroked herself gently.

"Oh my," she exclaimed, "so soft and smooth, I love it!" Rose then found a blouse that was a touch too large for herself and asked Sarah to put it on. It was a struggle to lace it over her bountiful tits, but giggling, they were just able to get the job done. Her nipples pushed proudly through the nearly sheer material while her areola were almost visible at the deep V of the neckline. Next, Rose found a nice skirt that clung tightly to Sarah's curves, accenting her bottom in all it's full firmness.

Rose backed off a few steps and said, "Let me see you, turn around for me."

Obediently, Sarah raised her arms and spun about, giggling like a teenager. Rose watched with growing lust as she took in the sight of the older woman. Just the few changes they'd made to her appearance had made a huge difference. When she stopped twirling, her breasts swung heavily in their tight confines, drawing Rose's eyes like a bee to honey. Her skirt fell nicely around her shapely legs, tempting Rose's eyes and clever hands. Her brown eyes sparkled with what Rose fancied was a slight invitation, so she slid closer to Sarah and kissed her gently on the lips.

"Fascinating," she murmured softly, "what a difference, you're absolutely delicious." Sara blushed deeply and pulled back slightly. Rose slid her hands down to her waist, enjoying the warmth of the other woman's body.

"Do you suppose the General will like me?" Sarah asked tentatively.

"Well of course, honey. He'll be head over heels!"

"You don't think I'm too big? My behind is rather wide you know." Rose ran her hands lower and Sarah's eyes widened in surprise when they cupped her round ass and squeezed gently.

"He'll adore you," Rose said throatily, "men love a little cushion down there, and up here too," she added while running a finger between Sarah's big tits. Sarah shivered at her touch and Rose smiled at her sexily. "You'll do well, honey. Sit with me and I'll give you some advice if you like. Fortunately, I've had plenty of experience in the matter."

Out on the front line, Nathan and Major Moore were having a rough go of it. They were struggling to keep casualties to a minimum at Abby's request, but the new guns the redcoats had brought on line were having devastating results. He'd lost 4 of his 10 cannon as well as nearly half of their gun crews. The day had been mostly an artillery battle with the redcoat General trouncing them soundly. He, James, and Alec were having a conversation while looking towards the redcoat lines when a cannonball came screaming in on their position. There was no time to react as the ball bounced once then slammed into a nearby gun, sending a rain of shrapnel through the area. Nathan went down with a surprised squawk as a huge splinter of wood punctured his right thigh, while a piece of iron from the gun carriage pin-wheeled through the air and neatly clipped the little finger from James's left hand. He yelped in pain and immediately clasped his injured hand to his chest, soaking his jacket in blood.

"Shit and fuck!" Nathan thundered as he sat on the ground staring at the nearly foot long splinter in his leg. "I'll kill that cock-sucking general! The son of a bitch has gone and pissed me off!" James chuckled with dark humor between grunts of pain from his wounded hand while Alec stooped down to help Nathan to his feet, and together the three soldiers hobbled to the rear and found the battlefield surgeon. He cleaned the men up as well as he could with his limited materials. He trimmed the loose flesh from Major Moore's stump and bandaged it carefully. Alec had sent for June, and when she arrived they assisted the doctor with pulling the nasty splinter from Nathan's leg while he cried out, twisting in agony on the makeshift operating table despite the dose of laudanum he'd been administered. June held the gaping wound open while the doctor pushed a whiskey soaked rag completely through his leg, using the ramrod from a musket as a tool.

When they were satisfied the wound was clean, June neatly stitched up both entry and exit wounds while Nathan gritted his teeth in pain. Alec helped him back to his tent and made him comfortable, then returned to the lines along with Major Moore to continue the day's battle. Word spread like wildfire about Nathan's condition and it soon reached Rose and Sarah.

"Let's go!" Rose urged and tugged Sarah by the hand. "Maybe we can help him and ease his pain." When they entered his tent he didn't even raise his head from the pillow. He was hurting badly and trying not to groan aloud.

At the touch of Rose's soft hand on his brow, his eyes flickered open and he murmured her name in surprise.

"Rose. What brings you here, pity for an old man?" he teased, between gritted teeth.

"No, Uncle Nathan. Sarah and I are here to tend to your needs. Whatever they are, just ask." She replaced her hand with her soft lips, kissing his cheek tenderly, then gestured to the other woman. "This is Sarah, a fellow camp follower. She's been hanging about with me recently and trying to keep me out of trouble," she said, with a giggle. Nathan cocked an appraising eye at Sarah, taking in her long brown curls, magnificent breasts and well cushioned behind. Apparently, he liked what he saw, because he was having a difficult time tearing his eyes from her. Finally, he returned Rose's flirty gaze.

"Thank you, ladies. Just your presence here is comforting," he said chivalrously, then groaned helplessly as a spasm of pain wracked his body. Rose took in his wounded leg and exclaimed at how bloody the bandage was.

"We need to change your dressing," she said firmly, "and get you out of those filthy clothes. You stink of blood and war, good sir." He protested when she tugged her dagger free and began carefully cutting the clothes from his body. The doctor had already removed his pant leg to his mid-thigh to treat his wound while the other was still whole. "Come, Sarah, give me a hand," Rose ordered. The brunette obeyed, albeit somewhat shyly, having not touched a man in longer than she could remember. Nathan's face colored slightly as they worked on removing his uniform, while Sarah's was flaming red with embarrassment. Rose parted his white shirt and trailed her fingertips through the hair on his chest, slowly sliding downwards until she reached his belt. Sarah's eyes widened as Rose loosened it and gently tugged it through the loops, then unbuttoned his fly. His cock was a massive bulge showing down his pant leg, threatening in size even though he was in pain.

In fact, despite his discomfort he was having a reaction to the girls' care. He felt himself swell and lengthen, then heard a gasp of surprise from both women when his thick head pushed free of his shortened trouser leg to expose itself to their astonished eyes.

"Oh my," Rose whispered admiringly, and her fingers tightened on his thigh involuntarily. "We need to cut his trousers off, we'll start at his waistline and slice through both legs," she said softly to Sarah. She handled the knife while Sarah tugged the fabric free from his body. As they pulled it away, the pungent odor of hot blood and sweaty male reached their delicate noses and set their hormones raging. Rose couldn't help but run her hands up his muscular legs, squeezing him gently as she tested the firmness of his calves and thighs while he sighed in pleasure. Sarah finally worked up the nerve to glance at his fully exposed genitals, her eyes widening in alarm as she took in the formidable length and girth of his shaft, along with his tangerine sized testicles. She tore her eyes from them and looked up his frame, the rigid abdominals and thick pectorals nearly took her breath away.

Bravely, she opened his shirt more, then urged him to sit up so she could remove it completely. He lay back with a groan and closed his eyes as the girls rustled up some warm water and cleaned his body with wet rags, their fingers gently exploring him as they worked. The tent flap suddenly flew open and a concerned Abby ran in.

"How is he?" she asked hurriedly before her eyes had taken in the scene before them. She let out a giggle and knelt to hug him. "I should've known. Rose always finds a naked man to have her way with," she teased. He loved how Abby also couldn't resist the temptation to admire his nude body. Watching her eyes wander over him was exciting, despite the fact that she was, for all practical purposes, his niece. She sighed to herself as she eyed his lean, muscular frame. Alec was a carbon copy of him, differing only slightly by the gray hairs sprinkled over Nathan's chest and pubic area.

"Are you well, Uncle Nathan?" she asked tenderly as she unconsciously stroked his chest.

"Yes, dear Abby. I'll survive. Especially with such beautiful ladies to supervise my recovery," he said, with a fond smile at her. She looked deep in his grey eyes and saw exhaustion and pain, despite his best efforts to hide it. She returned his smile and added a bit of mischievousness to it.

"I've brought you a gift. A little something to take the edge off." She produced her bottle of laudanum and gave him a stiff shot, enough that in just a short time his eyes grew heavy and his movements loose and languid. Rose offered her a rag and together the three women cleaned him thoroughly, with Rose tutoring Sarah with cleaning his manhood. Although he was almost unconscious, his body reacted mildly, his cock lengthening slowly until it hung loosely down his leg a solid eight inches, more than enough to impress the ladies tremendously. Abby finally stood and beckoned Rose outside the tent, leaving Sarah to her own explorations.

"Who's the new girl in there? Where'd you meet her?" Abby questioned.

Rose told her of her new friend and how they'd become acquainted, including how she longed for a man and that Rose hoped to match her up with Nathan, if only for a short time. "I think it's a great idea, just tell her not to hurt him. If she does, I'll have words with her," Abby cautioned.

"Of course, I'll make sure she understands," Rose responded. When she re-entered the tent, Nathan was sleeping soundly and Sarah was tugging a blanket over him to keep him warm.

"Is it  okay if I stay with him?" she asked.

"I'm sure he'd love that," Rose said encouragingly, "he'll need some love and care for a few days and I think you're just the woman he needs right now."

Sarah pulled a chair close to his bedside and settled in for a long wait, her eyes gazing down at him fondly, despite having just met him. Rose took note of it and smiled to herself. Her plan was coming together nicely, she thought.

The enemy fire had slackened off to just a few sporadic shots now and then, so Alec and the Major returned to the rear and began preparations for the following morning's operation, starting with calling a formation of the men. Abby, Rose, and June attended the affair as they'd volunteered to participate.

Forty two men were picked according to their skills in rapidly loading and firing cannon. Since the upcoming attack was Abby's idea, Alec introduced her to the men and gave her the floor.

She explained how her plan would work. Just after midnight, half the men led by Alec and Abby would envelope the enemy left flank, and the remainder of the men with Major Moore in command, would take the right. The redcoat sentries would be silently killed, then three men would be assigned per cannon to seize it. Every man would carry a prepackaged bag of powder and also a sack of grapeshot to load the cannon with. From Abby's observations it appeared the cannon weren't loaded or manned at night, hopefully making the odds of success even higher. After they took the cannon under the cover of darkness, they'd turn them on their wheels to face the enemy camp and point them at the area where the morning formation would be held. After they fired their cannon at the enemy, the remainder of the men would ride mounted from the camp and reinforce the cannoneers. Abby had firm orders for them at this point.

"Do not under any circumstances fire your cannon before my or Alec's signal. It's imperative that we kill as many redcoats as possible in a short amount of time. Three rounds of grapeshot from each field piece should do the trick, then we'll sweep in and kill any remaining soldiers by hand. Make sure you tie your equipment tightly to your bodies to eliminate rattling while we sneak in on their positions. Sharpen your knives and swords and then try to get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a do or die day for us. The General is doing well and resting right now. He sends his best wishes to you and prays for victory and your safe return. God bless you all."

After Major Moore called an end to the formation, two men approached Abby and she instantly recognized them as the two troublemakers from back at the plantation. "Earl and Robert, right?" she questioned with a smile.

"Yes, Mistress," Earl, the older man responded. "We'd like to volunteer to take out the sentries on your side. We're excellent woodsmen and would love to serve with you."

She eyed them speculatively. They certainly looked the part. Their hair and beards were shaggy but clean, while their buckskin clothing was well worn but serviceable. Their eyes were eager, yet somehow she sensed they were almost afraid of her, which was indeed so. Taking her long pause as a negative sign, Robert spoke up shyly.

"Please, Mistress, allow us to help you. It'd mean a lot to us," he begged. She knew she was taking a chance, but made a quick decision based on her gut feeling.

"I'd like that very much. You'll stay close to me as we work our way to their line and I'll show you where the sentry's posts are."

"Oh, we know where they are. In fact, we watched you and Miss Rose scout them out the other day. We'd been eyeballing them as well," Earl said with a mischievous smile while Abby laughed gaily, surprised at his words. "We had nothing to do and figured we'd spy a bit ourselves. Like I said, we're good at this sort of business." Abby knew then that she'd made the proper choice.

"Why you scoundrels! I had no clue you were in the area. I feel better knowing you'll be there with us," she complimented with a beautiful smile while the men colored at her words.

"Thank you, Mistress!" they both exclaimed happily. They bowed slightly to her and took their leave while she looked at their retreating backs with satisfaction, feeling even more confident in her plan than before.

It was now dinner time and Rose delivered a meal to Nathan's tent, hoping that he'd be awake to eat. She found Sarah still sitting next to him, nearly asleep in her chair. Sarah gently shook him awake and together the two women sat him up and watched as he hungrily ate.

"So, you're heading out tonight with the assault group, Rose?" he asked between bites.

"Yep, I'll be with Alec and Abby while June will accompany the Major. She's fast and efficient at loading both rifle and cannon. I think she'll be a huge asset to him," she said loyally.

"Ah, I so wish I could go too," he said wistfully. "I love watching you ladies work. You're all extraordinary in your own ways. It's an honor just knowing you three." She colored at his words, but loved his praise.

"Thank you, Nathan. And you are as well. We'll come see you when we've been victorious," she said, with more confidence than she was feeling. To be truthful, this was the biggest venture she'd ever been a part of and was quite nervous. As she spoke, she noticed his bared chest was covered in goosebumps and his nipples were hard, indicating he was getting cold. He handed his plate to Sarah with a groan and closed his eyes as he fought the waves of agony from his wounded thigh.

"Easy there, big man," Rose crooned. "Let's get you tucked back in." He eased down on his back while the girls tugged his blankets up. Rose watched Sarah closely and noticed that a few times she almost touched him but was too shy to continue. Rose took Sarah's hand in her's and used it to caress his thick pecs and tight belly, her fingers trailing through the curly hair that coated him.

His eyes remained closed and he moaned in pleasure at the sensation of her warm hand. In a few moments his breathing settled and he fell asleep.

"Would you like to stay with him tonight?" Rose whispered, her breath stirring the hair next to Sarah's ear.

"I'd like to, just in case he needs something," Sarah replied quietly.

"Then be bold and brave, sweetheart," Rose said, and tugged Sarah to her feet. Sarah's eyes widened in surprise when Rose began undressing her, and when she was naked, Rose gently pulled the blanket from Nathan's body and pushed Sarah down to lie beside him. The bed was narrow and she had to lay on her side, but she just managed to fit. He moaned at her touch and unconsciously put a hand on her thigh, causing her to jump nervously. Rose smoothed her hair and kissed her cheek before covering the two with the blanket.

"Sweet dreams," she whispered, and quietly took her leave.

No one slept a wink that night as they lay collectively thinking about the attack planned for the early morning. As a result they were all ready to slip into the forest before the time came to do so. Alec, Abby, and the Major walked through the groups of men scattered about to give them words of encouragement and remind them of their individual parts to play in the next few hours. Finally, the appointed time came and the two groups slipped quietly into the forest and began their slow, steady movement to the enemy line. Abby, Robert, and Earl led their company and stealthily crawled in close to the two sentries. Both redcoat men were sitting on the ground and leaning against nearby trees, wrapped in blankets and sleeping soundly.

Abby watched as Robert slipped behind the first one and clapped his hand over his mouth while holding him tightly with the other. Earl rammed his knife in the man's neck and chopped out his throat as the man struggled mightily. The only sound Abby heard was the whoosh of air leaving his lungs and gurgling of blood through his opened windpipe. The two woodsmen were quiet as mice when they sneaked in and repeated their bloody deed on the second sentry, then waved Abby and the remaining troops forward.

"Well done, gents!" Abby breathed to them as she squeezed their arms in thanks. "I couldn't have done it better myself!" she said with a sly wink at the men. Both of their chests puffed in pride at her words. They'd each fallen in love with her when she'd forgiven them, and sought to win her approval any way they could, including bloody murder if that's what it took.

Alec led the men through the darkness and across the open field, ensuring each cannon emplacement was void of the enemy, then he placed three men in each position. They silently turned each cannon to point towards the redcoat camp, then using their own powder and shot, stealthily loaded the guns and hid behind the embankment while waiting for dawn.

Meanwhile, Major Moore's company had enjoyed the same success. Their sentries on the enemies right flank were easily overpowered and killed without waking the camp, then he stationed his soldiers at each field piece according to plan. June had chosen to accompany him and she bore his rifle, shot, and powder horn as she followed him closely.

Abby and Rose picked a position on the embankment that gave them a clear view of the field where the redcoat formation would soon form. The girls made sure they were well dug into the dirt in order to expose a minimum of themselves to the redcoats when the shooting started. It seemed to take forever for dawn to break and the troops huddled together in the morning chill as they waited.

Abby's eyes grew drowsy as she cuddled close to Rose, then was rudely jerked awake when the redcoat trumpeter sounded the morning reveille. Rubbing the sleep from their eyes, the two deadly beauties scrambled up the embankment and shouldered their squirrel rifles.

"Be patient, honey," Abby cautioned, "I'm waiting for a few moments."

She watched the command tent with sharp eyes while a captain shouted to the still sleepy redcoats, urging them into a formation of farting, scratching soldiers. Abby tensed when the command tent flapped open and the general came out. He paused beside his dwelling and unleashed a mighty stream of urine, the hot stream steaming in the morning chill.

"The men are assembled, sir!" The captain barked out and called the men to attention. The general wanted to have words of encouragement with them this morning because he intended to bring this standoff to a finish and defeat Nathan definitively. He strode briskly to stand before his men, and his adjutant, a colonel by all appearances joined him as well.

"You take his officer when you hear me shoot, Rose," Abby whispered as she put her front sight on the general's head.

"I'm ready," Rose responded, so quietly that Abby could barely pick out her words. When Abby's breathing paused as she exhaled, she gently pulled the trigger while concentrating on her front sight. The recoil surprised her completely and she knew the shot was perfect. The general's head snapped forward when her 32 caliber bullet impacted the back of his skull, opening his forehead and scattering his brains on the front rank of surprised men. Rose's shot broke an instant behind hers and the colonel suffered the same fate as her bullet emptied his brainpan onto the cold ground.

Almost simultaneously the girls heard Alec's command, "Fire, fire on those sons' of bitches!" he shouted in his best bull roar. The mighty blast of cannon shattered the morning air and sheets of grapeshot ripped bloody swaths through the packed ranks of surprised redcoats. Abby tried to watch the action as she rapidly reloaded, searching for any targets that may have survived the initial fusillade of cannon fire. The Continental soldiers were expert cannoneers and it showed in their effectiveness. The guns on the ends of the line had been aimed at the outer ranks of men, and the middle guns were increasingly aimed towards the center of the formation so when they all fired at once the entire group of soldiers came under fire.

As the first volley died off and the men were frantically reloading the field pieces, the screams of wounded and dying men rang shrill in the air. Abby and Rose each picked off another man before the cannon began to speak again in a ragged chorus. For another two minutes it was bedlam as bodies and body parts fell in the field like rain as the terrible grapeshot did it's formidable duty. After the third and final round, the men charged the remaining redcoats and engaged in hand to hand combat.

Rose held back and continued to fire at targets of opportunity while Abby joined Alec with her rapier and together the two reaped a bloody harvest. She had no mercy as she fought, killing every man who had the courage to engage her flickering steel, and stabbing the wounded as she passed them by. Alec stayed close to her and when his newfound sword fighting skills didn't serve him well, he beat the redcoats back with sheer strength and audacity.

Somehow, through the fog of battle he saw Major Moore take a musket ball to his thigh that fractured his femur, sending him to the ground with a roar of pain. A redcoat saw opportunity and charged the Major with a drawn sword, intent to dispatch him. Alec knew he couldn't get there in time but he tried anyway. He broke into a run towards them, then saw a sight that would live with him forever.

Little June, the slave girl, was running like a deer across the field with a sword in her hand and quartering behind the attacking redcoat. She threw herself on the backs of his legs and they both went down in a heap. She scrambled quickly to her feet and chopped down on the hapless man while sobbing with anger. She cursed him roundly as her sword bit into his head and neck, splattering herself in his hot blood. When he was dead, she stood over the wounded Major, her sword poised and ready to fight like a lioness defending her young.

Meanwhile, Abby had tangled with a huge redcoat, one that she knew she should've avoided if possible due to his sheer size and strength. The crushing blows of his steel on her's were difficult to parry and she knew her wrist couldn't take the punishment for long. Her rapier darted in and out, leaving its mark twice on his right arm and again on his belly. He was streaming blood and panting loudly, but seemed to grow faster and stronger as their bout progressed. Remembering the way she'd defeated a redcoat officer long ago, she parried a particularly heavy blow and she struck like a rattler at the wrist joint of his sword arm.

He bellowed in pain as his tendons parted with an audible snap and she smelled victory, but it was fleeting. His left fist came from nowhere and clouted on the side of her head, knocking her to the hard ground nearly unconscious. She looked up at him woozily, fully expecting his sword to appear and run her through. His snarling face swam into view and his left hand closed around her throat, viciously squeezing the life from her. Her vision began to tunnel as she writhed on the ground struggling to breathe. His evil, grinning face grew close to hers and she could smell the horrible breath emanating from his blackened, rotting teeth.

Suddenly, his teeth exploded and a sheet of blood rained down on her upturned face as Rose's well aimed bullet took his life just in the nick of time. He stiffened spasmodically, then fell lifeless on her body, crushing her to the dirt. She sucked for air, nearly gagging as his hot blood ran into her mouth and nose. Kicking and fighting she rolled from under him, then in a fit of rage, drew her dagger and punched it in his eye, twisting and turning it viciously and scrambling his brain to mush.

Strong arms went around her and Alec's comforting words pierced her fog, "Easy, Angel, easy now. He's dead." She looked at him numbly, then collapsed in his embrace.

"That was a close one, Heavy. I need to quit picking on the big ones, damn it," she muttered as her senses slowly returned. They both stood shakily and she turned to face him, kissing him quickly before turning her attention back to the battlefield.

Just then the cavalry arrived from the Continental lines. They'd awaited to charge until they heard the booming of cannon fire. They poured over the embankment and smashed into the remaining redcoats, first firing their muskets and pistols, then slashing down with razor sharp sabers, slaughtering the last of the enemy troops. As the fighting died off, Alec and Abby stood and rested, completely blown and panting for breath. They looked in amazement at the sight before them. It looked like a scene from hell, bloody, eviscerated bodies and burning tents filled the air with a putrid scent while the screams of the wounded set their teeth on edge. The troops moved among them and swiftly killed the survivors, using sword and knife to end their lives.

Alec went to Major Moore and tended to him until two soldiers with a wagon arrived and carefully lifted him in the bed, joining the other wounded for the bumpy ride back to camp. Abby hunted for and found Rose, whom was sitting at the embankment with a smoking rifle, the barrel hot to the touch from the high rate of fire she'd maintained.

Abby threw herself in her arms and hugged her tightly. "Thank for saving my life again, sweetness," she said loudly, her ears still ringing from the din of battle.

"You're welcome, honey!" Rose exclaimed with fire still in her eyes. "I love killing those bastards, almost too much I'm afraid." She put an arm around Abby and hugged her close, then shared a sweet kiss with her.

 Sarah & the General

The two sat in silence and watched as the troops continued to mop up the battlefield. Suddenly, Rose had a thought. "The general's tent! We should loot it before anyone else does! I bet he has some stuff that Nathan would want!" The two beauties shot to their feet and ran to the tent. It was still standing, but barely. A couple guy ropes had been parted by shrapnel or shot and the fabric was torn, but it had survived.

They went in and found Alec had beat them there. He was stuffing parchments and other items into a leather satchel. Abby flung herself in his arms and kissed him deeply, sighing at the warmth of him. Rose gave them a few seconds, then joined them and her lips met Alec's as well. He hugged his girls and sighed with relief, happy beyond words that they'd all survived the battle unscathed. As they rifled through the tent, Rose let out a cry of joy when she found a small wooden chest filled with gold coins, so heavy that she couldn't pick it up.

"I want to give it to the soldiers and their families!" she exclaimed. "Do you suppose that Nathan would agree?"

"I can't speak for him, but I'd imagine so. We'll run it by him when we get back to camp," Alec stated. They continued sacking the tent and Abby let out a surprised cry.

"I found some laudanum!" she said happily as she sniffed a gallon jug of the substance. "We can use it for our wounded!"

Soon, they'd finished their pillaging and readied for the long walk across the field back to their own lines. Alec secured a loose horse and strapped the treasure chest to it's saddle while Abby paused atop the enemy embankment and turned to look back over the field of battle, shaking her head at the sight. Over three hundred redcoat bodies were laying in bloody, stinking disarray.

"A job well done," she muttered to herself as a wave of exhaustion rolled over her small frame. Everyone had been awake for over twenty four hours now, and with her adrenaline dump wearing off, she was almost asleep on her feet. She took Alec's arm while Rose took the other and together they made their way back to their lines.

They found Nathan sitting up in his bed with Sarah in close attendance. He was wide awake and hoping for good news. They swiftly filled him in on their victory and he let out a huge sigh of relief.

"So we won? Was it decisive?" he asked hurriedly.

"Yes, Uncle. We killed over three hundred of them. We've nothing to fear anymore, and I brought this back for you," Abby said with a happy smile, and tossed the brain spattered hat of the enemy general to Nathan. He flicked a piece of skull bone from the brim and chuckled joyfully.

"You cocksucker. We've finally got you," he said to the hat with a smile.

"Abby got him!" Rose bragged. "She killed him with a single shot to his noggin, and I got the colonel. Then Alec called out the order to fire and all hell broke loose!" she said excitedly, reliving the opening moments in her mind.

"We also got a chest full of gold!" Alec exclaimed. "We'll leave it here with you under guard if that's  okay."

"Of course it is! Well done!" he congratulated, "you'll have to tell me all about it later. Where's James at?"

"He took a ball to his thighbone, I believe it's broken badly," Alec said. "and June is taking care of him. My next stop is the doctor's tent to check on him."

A frown of concern furrowed Nathan's brow. "Keep me up to date on his condition, please. Maybe I can visit him later."

"You need to rest, darling," Sarah spoke up unexpectedly as she caressed his shoulder, "your own wound is quite grievous."

"Alec, this is Sarah," Rose broke in to introduce her, "she's helping Nathan in his recovery." Alec met her gaze and she gave him a conspiratorial wink. He smiled back, not at all surprised that she was up to no good yet again.

He kissed her cheek and muttered in her ear. "You saucy wench, always spoiling us men. Well done, beautiful." She colored at his praise and wondered why he still had such an effect on her after all the time they'd spent together.

The companions took their leave and went to check on James. The doctor had him on a makeshift table and was swabbing out the wound in his leg. June was with him and was attempting to hold him down as he writhed in agony. His thigh looked crooked with a slight dogleg in the middle of it. Abby approached the doctor and handed him her newfound jug of liquid gold.

"It's laudanum," she stated. "I took it from the enemy in hopes of helping out our own."

"Oh, thank you, Miss Durham, I was rationing our meager supply already. This is truly a gift from God!" He rapidly administered a strong dose to the Major, and Alec answered his many questions about the battle while they waited for it to take effect. In a few minutes James was barely lucid and had a loopy grin on his face. The doctor produced two strong poles to use as a splint and asked Alec for some help. They gently lifted the Major and laid him on the floor of the tent, then spread his legs apart. They cut the remainder of his trousers from his body and prepared to set his leg.

Alec sat before him and put a foot in James' crotch, while the doctor lifted his heavy genitalia out of harm's way. The girls watched wide eyed as Alec gripped hos foot and began a strong, steady traction. Despite the laudanum, James groaned in pain and nearly passed out as his broken leg slowly straightened out. The doctor rapidly tied the splint tightly around his thigh, then Alec carefully released the leg. James sighed in relief and relaxed into June's comforting embrace.

"There, there," she whispered. "It's all over now, sweetheart." Together they lifted James to a nearby bed and June covered him to keep him warm. In a few moments his breathing steadied and he fell into a drug induced sleep while June kissed his brow softly and smiled down at him tenderly. Abby watched her with pride. Her friend was truly a gentle soul at heart and she loved taking care of the sick and wounded. Alec was watching as well, wondering how such a beautiful and loving creature could turn into a vicious killer as she had been earlier in the day. He shook his head, then bent to kiss June's upturned mouth.

"You're such a sweetheart. Thanks for all you did today, my little slave girl," he whispered in her ear. She blushed violently and kissed him softly in return.

"You're welcome, Master," she said meekly. He ruffled her dark curls affectionately and stood up.

"It's time for some sleep, any takers?" he asked, while looking at Abby and Rose. Without a word they took his arms and led him to their tent. Filthy and bloody, they undressed and fell into bed, curling into each other's warmth and falling asleep in seconds.

After a few hours, Alec awoke with a bursting bladder. As he stepped outside to relieve himself he had an idea. He dressed, then went in search of a large wooden barrel. He soon found one that'd been used to store dry goods. He carried it inside their tent, then went to the area where the camp followers cooked food and cleaned laundry. The girls were eager to please the big, handsome man and soon provided him with plenty of hot water to fill his barrel.

He roused his women and they were loathe to get up until they they saw the barrel of steaming hot water, then they playfully fought over who got to go first. Alec leaned back and enjoyed watching the dirty, naked vixens wash each other clean as they'd done so many times before. He stepped in to wash each girl's hair and they purred with contentment as his strong hands massaged their scalps with thick lather. Soon, it was his turn and he dumped out the filthy water and refilled the barrel with clean. The girls spoiled him rotten with their wandering hands, especially when they reached his cock and balls. They fought for possession of his rampant prick and teased him mercilessly with their soapy hands.

They soon struck up a conversation like Alec wasn't even there.

"What should we do with him?" Abby teased as she fondled his huge balls in a soapy hand.

"Oh, I'm not sure. Should we rinse him off and send him on his way, or take pity on him and make him cum?" Rose giggled, while stroking his burgeoning shaft.

"Well, if we make him cum now he'll last much longer for us this evening. I'm sure June needs some love too," Abby said, smiling as he nodded emphatically. She smiled up at him and squeezed him gently, raising him up on his toes.

"I agree, let's work him over so he won't be quick on the trigger tonight," Rose purred. The girls rinsed him off as he stepped from the barrel, then dried him off with a towel. Abby knelt in front of him and took his shaft in her hand, then tugged Rose down to join her. Alec groaned in anticipation as the girls both made eye contact with him, then opened their mouths and together bathed his genitals. For long minutes they serviced him.

They clung to him and returned his love, whimpering with the pleasure of it. His big hands wandered down to explore both their nubile bodies, but they reluctantly pulled away.

"We've got chores to do, big man," Abby declared regretfully. "Besides, we want our June with us when we take advantage of you tonight." She kissed him again longingly, then broke away from his embrace to get dressed. Rose caressed his low hanging, spent cock one last time before following Abby's lead. He admired their swinging behinds as they left, then looked down at his cock as a last, long string of cum trailed out to land on the ground. He gripped it in a big hand and gave himself a few tugs while thinking of the night's upcoming activities. He knew he was a lucky man and promised himself that he'd give his women an exceptional performance, or die trying.

In just a few minutes, June appeared accompanied by Sarah, whom shyly entered behind her in the tent. She was shocked at the sight of Alec laying naked on the bed, thinking immediately that he looked almost exactly like Nathan. He flew up and hastily pulled on a clean pair of trousers while apologizing profusely. June was smiling in amusement at his predicament and threw herself in his arms for a kiss, while Sarah looked on in astonishment.

"I've missed you, Master," June whispered in his ear.

"And I you, my little slave," he returned, as he held her slight body in his strong hands. He looked to their visitor now that he was partially clothed.

"Hello again, Sarah." He smiled to himself when he saw her gaze was locked on his thickly muscled torso. He truly loved a lady's attention and he subconsciously puffed out his chest a bit as she ogled him. She finally raised her brown eyes to his grey ones and saw his were filled with mirth. Flushing a deep red, she stubbed a toe in the dirt, dying with embarrassment. Alec saved her further mortification by speaking to June.

"Lets's get some new wash water, June. You two need cleaned up. We just finished ourselves."

"I know, Rose and Abby just relieved us and told us to come here. They said some sexy stud of a man was waiting and willing to bathe both of us."

"At your service, my ladies," he said solemnly, and bowed low while sweeping an invisible hat from his head. Sarah was backing slowly towards the tent opening, unsure of what was going to happen to her when June giggled and tugged her back.

"Alec will only help if you desire. I've heard he gives excellent shampoos and I'm long overdue. Let's get this barrel refilled." As the three fetched water, June reassured Sarah that all was fine. "Why don't you watch how he takes care of me, then you can decide if you want to play or not. I highly recommend it though."

When the water was replaced, June undressed in front of the other two and Alec picked her up by the waist to set her in the barrel. She sighed in satisfaction and crouched down until her little head was just above water. While she soaked, Alec poured himself a stiff whiskey and offered Sarah the same. She rarely drank and was surprised at how smooth her drink was, only coughing slightly as it burned it's way to her empty tummy.

She watched with some trepidation as Alec poured water over June's black hair and worked soap deep into her scalp. She moaned in pleasure as he massaged her for several minutes, almost falling asleep under his touch. Eventually, he rinsed her hair clean and pulled her to her feet. He soaped her upper body thoroughly, spending plenty of time on her shoulders and full breasts, while her nipples hardened nicely under his fingers. Sarah was halfway tipsy by now and all eyes when Alec scooped the little maid out of the water and stood her on a towel so he could wash her lower body.

Again, June was in rapture as his hands gently soaped her lithe body. He stood behind her and caressed a breast in one hand while his other slid between her trembling thighs. She moaned when his clever fingers parted her smooth petals and cleaned her thoroughly. He slid further back and ran a soapy finger around her tight little asshole, and she almost came at the sensation.

Sarah was nearly beside herself. She never seen such business before and the only thing keeping her inside the tent was the pleasant tingling in her nethers and burn of whiskey in her belly. More of both was what she needed she realized, and chose to be brave and see what happened next.

Alec finished up and dunked a disappointed June back in the barrel to rinse her off. When he was finished, she clung to him as he lifted from the water. Wrapping her naked legs around his hips she kissed him sweetly, then let herself down so he could dry her off. Sarah took the moment to gulp down another stiff shot, knowing she'd need it in a few minutes to help make up her mind if she'd stay, or chicken out and flee the tent. Alec stood tall from drying June and looked Sarah in the eye.

To be continued in part 15, by Seethegood for Literotica.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 15

 Abby and Alec are one. George and William return.

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"Are you next, Miss Sarah?" he asked, with an inviting look on his handsome face. She couldn't resist the temptation of the big, half naked man. He seemed to fill the tent, and despite being freshly washed he exuded a male musk that tightened her nipples.

"Yes, sir," she answered meekly. She trembled and almost fled when he advanced on her and began unlacing her blouse. To ease her nervousness, June joined him and together they gently disrobed her. Alec felt his cock stir at the sight of her nakedness. She protested that she was too for heavy for him when he whisked her off her feet and she clung to him in fear of being dropped. Her crotch grew slick as her full breasts pressed into his hairy chest while his big hands gripped her waist.

"I've got you, Sarah," he said, in a low voice that gave her the shivers. "Trust me, little one." She didn't know what surprised her most, the ease with which he handled her body, or that he'd called her little. She'd always thought she was too large. He continued lifting her and she released her grip on him so she could enter the water. Like June, she groaned as the warmth closed around her. June gave her another sip of whiskey and she sighed in relaxation, almost forgetting a strange man was soon going to run his hands over her naked body, like one never had before.

His big hands in her hair gave her a start. She slowly relaxed as he poured water over her head and worked the soap through her locks. She'd never felt so pampered in her life when he finished with her hair and used soapy hands to massage her exposed shoulders.

"It feels so good, doesn't it?" June asked softly, from beside her head. Sarah could only moan in response while Alec smiled in satisfaction. He loved spoiling women and it seemed Sarah was more than appreciative. June tugged Sarah to her feet, exposing her large, full breasts to Alec and June's eager gazes.

"May I help too?" June asked softly. Sarah was beyond saving now. The sensations she was feeling were foreign to her, but she couldn't say no to them.

"Yes, June. Please," Sarah replied, her words barely audible in the air. She gasped when together June and Alec each filled their hands with her big tits and soaped them up nicely, massaging them gently and teasing her nipples with skilled fingers. After a few minutes, Alec nudged June with his shoulder and whispered.

"You should take over. I've reached my limit." June knew immediately what he meant and nodded assent. He wasn't comfortable going any further with Sarah without Abby's blessing. He belonged to her first and foremost, a fact he believed in wholeheartedly. He gently plucked Sarah from the barrel and stood her on the ground.

"Are you still  okay?" June asked of her, "I'll take over from Alec if you're comfortable with that."

Sarah hesitated a few moments and asked timidly," Will you do to me as Alec did to you?" The sight of June writhing on Alec's big hand was still fresh in her mind.

"If you like, yes, sweetheart," June answered softly, and kissed the shell of her ear from behind. Alec smiled as he watched goosebumps flee across Sarah's full breasts and her nipples grow even harder as she heard June's words. Her eyes closed and she relaxed back into June's slight frame.

"It's fine then, Miss June. I'd love it I think," she breathed. Alec settled back on the bed to watch the proceedings

June soaped up her hands and reached around Sarah from behind to cup her heavy tits. Sarah moaned in pleasure at her touch, then stiffened as June's soft hands slowly crept south. Her knee nudged Sarah's legs wide apart while her hand slid gently between her thighs. She slowly worked the soap over Sarah's smooth mound and eventually, to sound of soft moans, slid her fingers in.

There was no doubt in anyone's mind that Sarah had arrived.

Alec came over and gave her an encouraging smile and again picked her up and deposited her in the barrel to rinse off.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, Miss Sarah," he said in a low growl as he poured water over her body. She felt a rush of pride come over her. She'd never considered herself beautiful, but this sexy hunk of a man seemed to be enamored with her curves, and she was more than grateful.

"Thank you, Alec," she murmured quietly. "That means a lot to me." Between Alec and June, they finished her off, dried and dressed her, then Alec took his leave to go check on his Abby.

"Are you  okay?" June asked Sarah gently.

"Yes, I think so. It was just a completely new experience for me. Especially since I've just met you two."

"Did it bother you having a girl make you cum?"

"At first it did, but you were so sweet and gentle, and with Alec here it seemed to make things easier, if that makes sense."

"I'm glad," June said. "Maybe it'll help give you some confidence with Nathan. From the way you were looking at him it seems you have some feelings for him?"

"I think so. Like I was telling Rose, I've been so long without a man inside me, I just need it so badly. I hate to say it, but for now I just need to have sex, a relationship can come later."

June giggled aloud, "Well, I can tell you that Nathan is more than capable of screwing you half to death. He packs a cock just as big as Alec's and he knows how to use it. Maddy, our maid at the plantation told me how well he fucked her. She walked bowlegged for a week!" Sarah shivered at the thought, then sighed.

"I just hope I'm brave enough to seduce him. He's very intimidating."

"Rose or I can help you get started if you like. We've both had a bit of experience," June said, with a sexy smile.

"I'd like that, please. I need all the help I can get."

Meanwhile, Rose was chatting with Nathan, while administering to his needs.

"Sarah really likes you," she was saying, "and she needs a man badly. Do you find her attractive?"

"Yes, I do. Profoundly so. She's a natural beauty, wonderfully curvy, and I can tell there's a wildcat inside her that needs to be freed," he said in a low voice.

"Pardon my French, dear Rose, but I'd love to bend her over and fuck her good and hard. It's been awhile for me since I've found relief, back at the plantation actually." Rose shivered at his ribald words, imagining in her mind the same scenario, but with her in place of Sarah.

"Then do you mind if I encourage her a little, maybe give her a few pointers on what to do?" Rose asked with a sexy smile. "You can tell me all the naughty things you'd like done to yourself, Uncle," she teased, while he colored at her words. He knew he should be used to her direct way of speaking by now, but the auburn haired beauty seemed to keep him forever off balance.

"Please do, sweetheart. I could use some female attention."

"Well then, I'll give you some now, stud," she whispered. Her slim hand slid under his blanket and he gasped when it found his semi-tumescent cock.

"Tell me what you like, Uncle, and I'll pass it on to Sarah," she purred as she stroked him fully erect. "While you tell me, I'll give you pleasure, but you must save yourself for her, I'll not let you cum."

Nathan spent the next half hour being tortured by Rose while she dug the darkest secrets from his mind.

When she left him, he was almost crying in frustration. She kissed him sweetly and longingly, knowing that if things in her life were different, she'd have him buried deep in her belly and filling her with hot seed. Her only thought now was this evening, and how she'd beg Alec, Abby, and June until she was satisfied.

Chapter 16

General Nathanael Greene took a deep breath and sighed in resignation. He'd been laid up with his wounded leg for several days now and was growing tired of it. The four beautiful women who'd been helping him convalesce were a large part of his laziness. No man on earth could have withstood the kindness and loving attention they'd been doling out to him and Major Moore. The Major had more reason to stay abed because his femur had been broken badly by a British musket ball, whereas Nathan's wound was a through and through affair caused by a rather large splinter of oak from the carriage of a field piece, hardly the same as he saw it.

With a groan of pain, he righted himself from his narrow bed and stood to his feet, somewhat wobbling as the tent walls spun slightly in his vision. He had to piss terribly, so he fought with his trousers and belt until he was satisfied, then tottered outside to relieve himself. A feminine gasp of surprise reached his ears and he turned to see Sarah bearing down on him rapidly.

"General!" she exclaimed unhappily, "you shouldn't be up and around, shame on you!" He gave her a weak smile and winced as his bladder reminded him of the relentless urge to empty itself.

"Ah, Miss Sarah. What a lovely surprise! I'll be with you momentarily." She picked up on the urgency in his voice and rushed to grasp his arm.

"What can I do for you?" she asked, as she gazed up at him with adoring eyes, still struck at his good looks no matter how many times she laid her eyes on him.

He limped behind his tent with her in tow and frantically worked at his belt with now clumsy fingers. Sarah understood his predicament at once and saw the opportunity to be more intimate with the man she'd been dreaming of nearly every night. She gently pushed his hands away and freed his belt to tug his trouser flaps open. He groaned at the touch of her hot hand, then let out a huge sigh of relief as he loosed his bladder and let flow a mighty stream of urine that spattered noisily on the ground. She couldn't take her eyes off the thick shaft in her small hand, thinking to herself that the first cock she'd held in years was pissing away happily rather than making love to her. Despite herself, she giggled softly at her predicament, bringing a quirk of a smile to his ruggedly handsome face.

"Well thank you, Miss Sarah," he said softly as he finished, then gave her a wink that dampened her underclothes. "I had just decided to take a walk to visit Major Moore, would you care to accompany me?" he asked gallantly, as she buttoned him up and retightened his belt.

"I'd love to, General."

"Nathan, please. I insist," he countered, loving how she blushed hotly under his gaze. He hadn't been able to resist eyeing her full breasts, the soft curve of her hips, and the hint of red rouge on her cheeks that Rose had offered to share with her. For the last couple of days she'd been dressing to please him and he'd certainly been taking notice. Rose had tortured him endlessly with her soft hands and had also pulled his deepest desires from him in intimate talks that left him sexually frustrated as a result because she'd refused to finish him off, telling him to save himself for sweet Sarah. Rose had also told him of Sarah's desire for him and how she longed to be taken by a man. Needless to say, his dreams had featured Sarah's intimate presence, and more than once he'd awoken in a sweat, nearly losing control and spurting helplessly in his bed clothes.

She gladly took his arm and supported him as he led her to the Major's tent. He swept the fly aside to find June cleaning James' wound tenderly while he groaned in pain. Nathan gripped his friend's hand in sympathy, wincing as the wounded man squeezed his tightly.

"Damn it, Nathan. This hurts like fucking hell!" James cursed through gritted teeth.

"I know, my friend, but you're under the best pair of hands in Virginia for this sort of business," Nathan consoled.

"Hogwash," June muttered under her breath as she worked, but blushed and smiles beautifully when James took her hand and kissed it softly. Sarah joined her, and together they finished up his bindings while the men chatted away.

"Have you seen Alec today?" Nathan asked.

"No, sir, I've been led to believe he's fashioning up a set of crutches so I can get around, this being laid up in bed is making me sick. I need some sunshine and fresh air," James stated.

Both women began to protest until the General raised a hand. "I won't hear it," he said, in a voice that brooked no dissent. "Sarah, June. You two tell Rose and Abby that James is to be taken outside every day unless he decides against it, understand?"

"Yes, sir," they said, meekly. June answered so because she was slave, and Sarah because she was in awe of Nathan. At their tone, he realized he'd literally barked out the order and immediately felt bad about himself.

"I'm sorry, ladies," he apologized, "I've no excuse to order you around other than I hurt, and am sick to death of being cooped up. Please, forgive me."

Sarah went to him and hugged him gently while June gave him her most beautiful smile, the one no man could withstand. She too, went to him and gave him a sweet hug while James looked on in some jealousy, tempered with a wink at his superior.

Just then, the tent flapped open to admit a smiling Alec, who bore a set of handmade crutches. James exclaimed in excitement and immediately tried to get out of bed to try them out. He didn't make it halfway up before groaning in agony and falling to his back again. The two girls went to him, and with their tender support managed to get him on the crutches where he painfully hobbled outside and sat on a nearby chair in the brilliant sunshine.

"Ah, so good!" he sighed in happiness. Alec produced a flask of brandy, and June, who was always attuned to the current situation, scrounged up the Major's pipe and packed it for him, then smiled at him as he happily puffed away. Rose and Abby strolled up and soon the entire group was chatting away, enjoying the afternoon.

In short order, June re-entered the tent to clean up and gather laundry. The women naturally followed her, talking merrily amongst themselves. Taking the opportunity for privacy, Alec huddled with Nathan and James for a quiet discussion that lasted awhile, so long that the women exited the tent sometime later to catch them conniving amongst themselves. They straightened up rapidly, but Abby and the girls had caught them red-handed.

"Whatever are you troublemakers up to?" she asked, with a sweet smile. The men reddened under her teasing gaze but clammed up immediately and refused to answer, obviously guilty as charged she assumed as she giggled out loud, but paid it no mind.

The men laughed it off, and Alec whisked Abby and Rose away while June stayed with James for a while longer. Nathan put an arm around Sarah and limped back to his tent, tired already from his exertions. She ushered him down to sit on his bed, then to her alarm, he gripped his thigh and groaned in pain.

"What is it, sweetheart?" she asked in concern.

"A cramp," he gritted. "Damn it to hell!"

"Let me help, please," she shyly offered. "Let's get those trousers off."

Tenderly, she worked his pants off, followed by his shirt, then laid him back naked on the bed. She began massaging his thigh muscles with her small but strong fingers, carefully avoiding the stitches on both sides of his leg. As he sighed in relief, she couldn't stop her eyes from roaming the length of his long, muscular frame. She couldn't help but notice how alike he and Alec looked, other than the faint grey in Nathan's chest and pubic hair they could've almost been twins. That, and his cock seemed to be a touch thicker and longer than Alec's, much to her surprise.

A faint smile of pleasure quirked his mouth and her heart leapt at the thought that she was bringing him joy and comfort. Something caught the corner of her eye, and she turned her head to see his cock swell and lengthen, then raise itself slowly until it tipped over sideways to flop on top of the hand she was rubbing on his thigh. She froze in surprise while his eyes flew open and he looked down to see his predicament.

"I'm sorry, Sarah," he said with a red face. "It seems I can't control myself around such a beautiful woman," he said softly, while looking into her gorgeous brown eyes.

"I don't mind at all, honey," she whispered, then bravely continued on. "I know Rose has been matching us up and I also know that she's been torturing you. I don't blame you for reacting so. I'm here to please you in any way I can." She took his hand and knelt at his side while a tear ran down her cheek. The moment had come that she and Rose had talked about and she was determined to follow through with it, no matter the cost.

Nathan wiped her tears away and kissed her cheek while she cried gently on his shoulder. "I need you, terribly!" she sobbed. "I haven't been with a man since my husband died and I'm afraid I never will again. With this damned war killing off all the good men, I'm losing hope that one will ever make me his!" she cried. "Will you have me, please? I beg you, Nathan, make me a woman again. You needn't love me or commit to me, just use me as a man would use a woman he lusts for."

He was startled to hear her words, but his discussions with Rose had forewarned him this moment might come, and he had readied himself, trusting that Rose was correct in her summation of what Sarah so desperately needed.

He grasped her head in his big hands and pulled her over his face to look her in the eyes.

"Are you asking me to fuck you, Sarah?

She could feel the strength in his grip and the steel in his eye, and knew she was at a crossroads. He saw a glimmer of indecision in her expression, then she met his gaze and nodded emphatically.

"Yes, I'm asking that, Nathan." she answered firmly. "Fuck me like a man fucks a loose woman, however you choose to use me, I'm yours."

"As you wish, but on one condition. You must tell me if you want me to stop, promise me that. I have never raped a woman and never will."

Again, she met his eye and nodded firmly. "I promise, Nathan." She leaned down and kissed him hungrily while caressing his chest, delighted at how the crisp hair tickled her fingertips. After a few moments, he pushed her away, somewhat surprising her.

"Undress for me," he ordered in a firm voice. Timidly, she reached up and unbuttoned her blouse, then slowly dropped her skirt while covering her mound with a shy hand. He took in her large breasts topped with thick, pink nipples that begged to be sucked, along with the sweet curves of her hips and thighs.

He reached out to tug her hand down and expose her freshly-shaven mound while she reddened in embarrassment. His cock thickened at the sight of her sweet body, catching her eyes as it swiveled upwards to point at his belly.

"Come to me," he said in a rough voice, and pulled down to sprawl her atop his naked body. He caught the back of her head in a big hand and crushed her lips to his, kissing her like she'd never experienced before. She gasped as he took the air from her lungs as he hugged her tightly with his other arm, clamping her breasts to his hairy chest. She melted into him with a sigh of pleasure as sensation overwhelmed her body.

"That's it, little one. Relax and enjoy," he breathed in her mouth, then plunged his tongue inside to explore her at his leisure. For long minutes he taught her the joys of french kissing, not stopping until her lips were swollen red and puffy from his sucking on them. Eventually, he guided her up and over him to straddle his head, his hands guiding her firmly because she knew not the way.

As she looked down between her thighs at his upturned face, she quailed at the last moment, having never experienced this before. He felt the tension in her body and tightened his strong fingers on her thighs, then inexorably dragged her down. She cried out in delight as for the first time a man's tongue split her flower open and licked clear nectar from her petals.

Her scent and taste were the sweetest ambrosia he'd ever had the joy of tasting and he lost himself in her. Like a starving man he ate her with the utmost skill he could muster, tearing cries from her throat that made him burst with pride. It took several minutes for her to relax enough, but once she relaxed and nestled, the tingles stirred her to act instinctively. She buried her fingers in his hair and began bucking hard on his face. He held on gamely, enjoying her cries as she crested and exploded in ecstasy.

"Oh, oh, Nathan!" she screamed as she came again, nearly passing out from the pleasure he was giving her. Slowly, her hips came to a stop. "So good, my love," she crooned, and slid down his body until they were face to face. He gripped her head and kissed her again, licking and sucking her mouth while she tasted herself for the first time. Surprising herself, she enjoyed it. So much in fact, that she returned his kisses aggressively, which he enjoyed to no end.

Meanwhile, he was needing attention in the worst way, helped along by the fact that Rose had edged him time and again the day before with her small fist, driving him mad with lust. He felt a strange force take control of him, one he'd felt only a few times before and he obeyed it willingly.

Roughly, he spun her about so she was atop him, but facing his waist, with her thighs astride his head. Startled, she looked at his massive tool, wondering whatever he had in mind. Thankfully, Rose had tutored her on what to expect from him and she was somewhat ready. The taste was not at all what she'd thought it would be, but she loved the smooth muskiness.

He lasted a mere thirty seconds and gave her no warning when he exploded. She squealed in surprise. The sounds of him grunting excited her greatly and she redoubled her efforts to make him happy; and together they feasted on each other slowly and gently until they finally relaxed in exhaustion.

Languidly, he spun her back around to lay atop him face to face where he petted her flanks and ass until she relaxed fully and dropped off to sleep. His leg ached abominably, but he endured until he too nodded off.

Abigail cornered Alec and asked why they hadn't started on the road home since the fighting seemed to be over.

"Nathan's in no hurry because we've seemed to have wiped out the redcoats in the area, and our spies report they're fleeing south faster than we care to chase them," he answered reasonably. "Besides, we reckon our men need a few days to rest before we head home." Abby looked at him somewhat askance because his words rang a touch hollow and there was a mischievous glint in his eye that he couldn't quite hide from her. She agreed and gave him a sweet kiss while wondering what he could possibly be up to. For the next three days the girls puttered around camp while growing more and more frustrated at the delay. Abby was chafing to get back home and resume rebuilding the business at the plantation.

 A Surprise Ceremony

Abby was in their tent and seated at a small desk making notes to herself of what needed to be done after they arrived home when Alec popped his head in.

"Hey, beautiful lady. I have a request for you three girls."

"Anything for you, lover. What is it?"

"Nathan is planning a ceremony of some sort for the day after tomorrow. Could you ladies please dress up in your finest, please? I believe it starts just prior to afternoon dinner."

Abby looked at his eyes closely and giggled to herself. He was so excited he was almost vibrating, and she knew that the men had something special up their sleeves that they were hoping to surprise the girls with.

"Sure thing, lover. I think we brought some suitable clothes with us. Should we wear our hair up or down?"

"Oh, down for sure. I love your curls, sweetheart!" he exclaimed, then rapidly went to her and gathered her in his arms while kissing her deeply. She gave her lips to him and sighed in satisfaction as he folded her close to his chest.

"Umm, wanna fuck, big man?" she whispered, "you make me wet as a spring rain."

"I'd love to, Angel, but duty calls. I gotta run!" She was surprised to no end when he kissed her roughly, then broke away and exited the tent in a hurry. Hands on her hips, she cocked a blue eye in his direction while deep in thought. The men were certainly up to no good she reckoned, but there was nothing to do but wait and see what transpired. She passed the word on to Rose and June, and together they began preparing for this mystery meeting with Nathan. The next day the camp help was kept busy hauling and heating water while the three beauties bathed and shaved, then ironed the clothes the clothing the girls planned to wear for the occasion. Abby was a bit miffed at being left out of the loop and determined the three would dress to shock the men, hoping for a little payback.

They were even forbidden to enter the mess tent, which was frustrating as they watched many of the female camp followers bustling in and out all day while struggling to keep straight faces. For the first time ever, Abby denied Alec's advances while in bed that evening. Rose and June caught on and even though they snuggled in close to the couple, pushed his wandering hands away and tried to sleep, although that was nearly impossible because curiosity about the next day kept them awake far into the night. Alec simply chuckled to himself and slept like the dead, content in his knowledge.

The following morning, a bevy of camp women swept into the tent bearing platters of food for breakfast. Most of them were aware of the companion's sleeping arrangements, but they were still shocked when they caught the four still snuggled in bed together. More than one lady gave Alec an appraising eye as he scrambled to cover himself. The girls pestered him nearly to death with questions as they ate but he wouldn't budge an inch. Adding insult to injury, he sternly laid down the law.

"None of you will leave the tent until summoned. I'm posting guards front, rear, and sideways. Stay here, ladies. I'll paddle anyone that disobeys!" he said with steel in his voice. So much that Abby raised an eye at his tone and she knew he was dead serious. After breakfast, Alec left and the girls decided to get ready for whatever the hell was so important. They curled their hair until it fell just so about their smooth shoulders, then dressed in their carefully chosen attire, comforted by the fact that they'd certainly shock whomever crossed their paths later in the day. They even had some makeup they'd brought along for some reason, happy now that they did.

Soon enough, a scratching came at the tent flap.

"Mistress Abigail," a somewhat familiar voice beckoned. "You may lead your two ladies out, please." Excitedly, the three women exited the tent into brilliant sunlight and Abby let out a surprised cry. Earl and Robert, the two former troublemakers were holding their swords in an arc overhead as they faced each other. A few yards away knelt a beaming, uniformed Alec with his hat in hand. Abby covered her mouth with a trembling hand as he beckoned her. She swept under the upraised swords and stood trembling before her man.

All the men's eyes were bugging from their skulls at the sight of the three beautiful women. They'd chosen to wear the Continental Army uniforms that June had made, along with their tricorn hats. June and Rose wore their daggers while Abby's rapier was belted firmly around her slim hips. Shimmering curls fell down to touch their firm bottoms while their firm breasts were lifted and pushed together inside the tight corsets. Alec could barely speak his words.

"Abigail Durham, my angel, would you do the honor of marrying me today?" he managed through a tight throat.

"Yes, Heavy! Every day of my life I'd marry you!" she cried, as tears of joy ran down her cheeks. He stood and folded her in his strong arms while Rose and June covered the couple with hugs and happy kisses. As they broke apart, Alec offered her his arm.

"Come with me then, ladies."

Earl and Robert sheathed their swords and marched behind the foursome as Alec led them towards the command tent. He swept them around the corner, smiling in happiness as the girls gasped in surprise. The men in the regiment were standing in two companies before Nathan, leaving an aisle down the center for the couple to walk. At the rear, Alec removed Abby's arm from his and smiled down at her.

"Stay, my sweet," he whispered, with a twinkle in his eye. He strode to the front of the formation and stood before Nathan, then turned to look back at a blushing, beautiful Abby. A soldier on her right eased to her side and offered her his arm. She took it without a thought, her eyes still locked on her handsome man.

"May I give you away, sweet daughter?" a more than familiar voice asked softly. Abby's shocked gaze swung up to see her father, George, looking down at her with tears on his cheeks.

"Father! Oh, father!" she cried out, immediately overwhelmed with emotion, and she threw herself in his arms. Dimly, from behind, she heard Rose and June crying out as well as they noticed William standing next to George.

"Master! Master!" cried a delighted June.

"William! My sweet William!" came from a now sobbing Rose.

A grinning Nathan and Alec, along with the entire regiment clapped their hands as bedlam ensued. The girls cried their hearts out at the return of their two loved ones until a tear stained George finally put a halt to it.

"Buck up now, ladies, we've a wedding to conduct!" he ordered happily.

He escorted Abby through the ranks and handed her to Alec, then he and William stood next to him while June and Rose accompanied Abby. Nathan conducted a short but sweet ceremony, leaving not a dry eye in the throng of civilians and soldiers.

Sarah was in the front row and couldn't help but put herself in Abby's shoes and Nathan in Alec's, imagining that one day she may see it to fruition.

The camp followers and soldiers were more than shocked at the three ladies uniforms, their tight trousers and bountiful cleavage left little to be imagined. Alec, George and William were bursting with pride at the sight of their women, the surprised murmurs among the men and women was as music to their ears.

At the conclusion of the ceremony, Alec took a glowing Abby in his arms and kissed her thoroughly, much to the delight of the crowd. With a mighty round of applause, the regiment was dismissed and the feasting began. Three cows had been slaughtered and roasted, then served with huge pots of beans and hundreds of biscuits.

The girls wanted nothing more than to be left alone with their men, but they persevered and visited with the happy well wishers until the whiskey was rationed out in the early evening. Eventually, the party died off and many a soldier went to bed a bit tipsy, with a full belly and a happy smile. Tents had been set up for George and William along with their mates, and soon only the guards were outside and patrolling, ever watchful for the enemy.

"Alone at last," Abby sighed, as she trailed her fingers through the crisp hair on Alec's chest. He was supported above her by his muscular arms.

"Ah, yes," he groaned, as he felt her clasped tightly about him. "Finally I've got you to myself." Ever so slowly, he sank deep until she gasped and stopped him with a light touch on the taut planks of his belly.

"You feel so good, Heavy. So long and thick, you take my breath away."

She wrapped her legs around him and hooked her heels under his ass cheeks, then rolled her hips until she'd worked him deeper inside her tight tunnel. He leaned down to kiss her, but she averted him to nip his neck at the juncture of his shoulder.

"Fuck me, lover," she whispered, as he winced at the bite of her sharp, white teeth. "Give me a baby, sweetheart. Fill me up and make me pregnant, my love." He stiffened in her arms, and she suddenly feared she'd gone too far because they'd rarely discussed having children.

Slowly, he relaxed and nuzzled her ear. "I'd love to, Angel. I thought you'd never ask," he murmured, breathily. "How many would you like?"

She slapped his ass and giggled. "One at a time, lover, please." He smiled naughtily.

"More, please, lover. I don't care that it hurts," she groaned, as she ground her hips up into his.

He was absolutely killing her, but she loved every second of it. She came again with a long cry of satisfaction. The sound of her cumming apart drove him to heights of pleasure he'd rarely found, that and the thought of planting his thick seed in her belly and conceiving a child brought him to a quick end.

She kept him clasped close to her as he slowly wound down to finally collapse atop her in exhaustion, wringing wet with sweat. She licked his lips and tasted herself on him, another of her favorite things to do. He returned her kisses until she protested that he was squishing her, so her reluctantly pulled free and laid beside her.

Immediately, she raised her knees and hugged them to her chest, instinctively trying to keep his seed inside her.

"I love you so, Heavy. I hope our part in this damned war is over and we can go home," she murmured. He rolled to his side and caressed her flank and thigh.

"Me too, Angel. I hate to admit it, but I'm getting tired of the fighting and killing. I just want a place to call home and raise a family with my beautiful wife." A look of wonder came over her sex flushed face.

"You called me your wife!" she exclaimed happily. "I love it! I'm a wife to the most wonderful man in the world!"

He chuckled and kissed her swollen lips until she was panting for breath.

"Now I know why you delayed us from going home for so long," she said softly. "You were waiting for Papa and William to get here, you sly devil."

He smiled happily and nodded.

"It was a difficult secret to keep. We've known for several days they were headed our way. They did well down south and have killed a ton of redcoats. George and his men were relieved by Army regulars and sent on their way. Fortunately, they sent a runner to Nathan to ask for advice and he answered that they should make haste to meet us here. I thought it would be an excellent time for us to get married. I'm so glad you said yes," he said happily as he nuzzled her.

Abby slid down and caught his still wet cock in her small fist, pumping him until she felt a response. The nearby cries of June and Rose as their mates took them savagely were an aphrodisiac to them, and Alec responded rapidly to her caresses.

"Get inside me again, big man, and fill me up. Your woman needs you."

Meanwhile, Sarah was working up the nerve to take. He'd eaten heruntil she nearly lost her mind, and every time she almost crested into orgasm, he pulled away until she cried out in frustration.

"I'll do my best to not hurt you, little one," he said softly, as he filled his hands with her huge breasts, kneading them carefully and plucking her nipples until she writhed beneath him. She nodded bravely and pulled him down over her. She hissed in pleasure when he parted her gates, stretching her slightly. Nodding in acceptance, she gasped at the sensation and put a cautious hand on his belly, stopping him for a moment.

"Please, give me a few seconds," she groaned, almost overcome from the pain she felt at his intrusion. "So big," she whispered. "My husband was nothing this, not even close." Nathan felt a surge of pride and his cock jerked as he heard her words.

His leg began to hurt, so he knelt again between her thighs and raised her calves to his shoulders. He was sweating slightly and she noticed the pain on his handsome face.

"Is your leg hurting, sweetheart?" she asked, as she caressed his thighs.

"Is it so obvious?" he asked a bit shamefacedly. "I'd thought to hide it better, it hurts like the hammers of hell right now."

"Can I do something to help?" she asked innocently.

"Well, maybe I can lay down and you can get on top. I'll show you the way," he smiled.

They shuffled about until Sarah was astride him, and he held his cock vertically for her to mount. Instinctively, she crouched over him and taking him in hand, steered him to her wet center. He smiled proudly when she gasped and groaned as she tried to work him inside her, crying out when he suddenly slid inside with a sudden rush.

"Ah, so good," she whispered.

She watched him closely as his nostrils flared and his face flushed a deep red, and she knew he must be near his climax. Finally, he lost control of himself.

"You've killed me, woman!" he groaned. "I've never felt the like."

"I've never felt the like either," she returned prettily, as she sat astride him. She looked down between them as she gently pulled up and off of him, concerned about his leg. She gasped as he slid free and slapped down wetly on his belly. Unable to help herself, she took him in her hands and reverently looked down at him.

"What a beast you are," he heard her whisper. He recalled her words of a few days ago, stating how she desired to be used by a man. He decided to test her and see if she really meant it.

Bravely, she leaned down and opened her mouth and took him inside. She was shocked at the mixed taste of him and her, so tangy yet somehow sweet as she ran her tongue around and under his swollen head, exactly as Rose had instructed her.

Another sexy growl left his throat and heightened her own pleasure at the thought of what she was doing to him. She swallowed and went back for more.

"Ah, so good, sweetheart," he groaned aloud, making her smile happily.

"Why thank you, kind sir," she whispered, as she pulled up and off of him. He protested but she insisted on checking his wound, finding it weeping a spot of blood but nothing looked too serious. She petted his thighs and flanks until his eyelids began to droop, then she curled up next to him and tugged his head over on her breast. Instinctively, he nuzzled in and was asleep in an instant. She gazed down at his crown and smiled happily to herself. She'd finally been used by a real man and she reveled in the feeling.

The next day, Alec's company of men and camp followers packed up and left for Blenheim plantation in the late morning. Happy goodbyes were shouted out as they parted from General Greene's regiment. Rose hugged Sarah and shed a few tears of joy. Sarah had chosen to stay with Nathan at his urging and she smiled like the sun whenever her glance landed on him. Nathan squeezed Rose half to death and kissed her soundly as she took her leave.

"Thank you for introducing us, Miss Rose," he said, as Sarah stood at his side. "I wish you and William a long and prosperous life. Perhaps when the war is over, Sarah and I can come visit."

"Of course, Uncle Nathan, you two will always be welcome, wherever we may be." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his lips warmly, then did the same to a blushing Sarah. Wiping tears from her eyes, she boarded the wagon alongside her husband and waved goodbye to the happy couple.

It took five days for the company to reach the plantation. Alec had chosen to take their time in respect for the wounded that were laid up in the wagons. Abby, Rose and June did yeoman's work in aiding the injured men, and many a patient was smitten by the charms of the beautiful girls.

The three women did their best to match up soldiers with the many war widows and young single women that had accompanied them on the journey. Abby had an ulterior motive, she wanted lots of fruitful families to live and work on her two plantations, and new couples expecting children would be ideal as long term employees.

When she wasn't tending the wounded, she rode with her father and Uncle William on their wagons, teasing long tales from them about the previous months of war. Rose and June also spent time with their lovers, the two vixens literally glowing with love for the men they'd missed so badly. Rose was of the same frame of mind as Abby. She was sick to death of war, wanting only safety for her and William in the hopes of starting a family. June simply wanted George by her side. She longed for a child, but knew he'd probably be against it at his age. She sighed to herself and snuggled into his broad shoulder, hoping that she'd soon be able to babysit for Abby and Rose, if all went well.

On the evening of the fifth day they rolled into Blenheim. Unknown to the company, Alec had sent Earl and Robert ahead to warn Joseph and Madeline about their arrival. A cheering crowd met the weary travelers and they eagerly assisted them in unloading the wagons and tending to the livestock. Maddy had been cooking all day and everyone enjoyed a massive feast while celebrating the return of the victorious soldiers. Joseph reported to Alec, claiming all was well at the plantation and the redcoats hadn't made a showing for quite a while, but the men still maintained a security force, day and night.

"We've scouted two days ride to the south and haven't seen hide nor hair of the enemy," Joseph stated. "Word is that the redcoats are retreating as fast as possible and nearly beaten." Alec clapped a big hand on his back and thanked him profusely for staying behind and securing Abby's tobacco fields.

"By the way," Alec continued, "how's it going with your three ladies?"

Joseph colored a bit and couldn't keep a smile from breaking his scarred, taciturn face.

"It's better than I expected, sir. Maddy is an amazing woman and she keeps the other two minx hard at work, but they play harder and I certainly enjoy that. Especially when Maddy joins in," he chuckled happily.

"I well know the feeling," Alec returned with a wink. "Those days are nearly over for me I believe, and happily so. George and William can worry about satisfying their women from now on."

Just then, Maddy summoned them to the parlor where the happy family was reunited after their long ordeal. Abby insisted that Maddy, Joseph, Mira and Sabra join them for drinks and a short, private celebration. William and George raised curious eyebrows at the relative newcomers to the family, but when Abby whispered in their ears about the arrangement, they nodded in acceptance.

The next morning, the ring of steel rang through the newly built tobacco barn, raising the curiosity of the plantations inhabitants. Abby and George bounced lightly on their feet as they fenced with each other. Both were sweating from their exertions and panting heavily. June walked through the door causing George's eyes to twitch her way momentarily, and Abby's rapier flickered out to tap his shoulder.

"I've marked you, father!" she shouted happily. He grinned in good nature and wrapped his arm around his lovely June.

"Have I ever told you two how much I love you? It seems a lifetime since we were all together, safe and sound. I'm ready to settle down and live in peace. The problem is, I need a good wife to take care of me."

He looked lovingly down at June and chuckled as her eyes lit up in hope. She and Abby gasped when he dropped to a knee and took June's small, brown hand in his.

"Miss June. My June. Will you marry me, sweetheart?" he said softly as he gazed up into her beautiful, teary eyes.

"Yes, Master! I'll marry you! Oh, I love you so!" She threw herself in his arms and sobbed with joy while Abby wiped tears from her own eyes.

"Let's tell the others," George said happily when the girls had recovered themselves. Together, they locked arms and headed for the big house.

Two years later

Abby sat astride Alec and leaned back, working his cock deep inside her. He tenderly caressed her full breasts and sighed in pleasure as her tightness enveloped him. She leaned forward to feed him a turgid nipple and just before it met his lips the cry of a small child came from the nursery down the hall. Abby groaned when both her nipples spontaneously spurted out warm milk to drip on her husband's chest. Instinctively, she pulled away to see to her child, but he captured her in his arms and pulled her down to nurse at her breast. He murmured in pleasure when he tasted her sweet milk and he suckled hungrily. She gently slapped him on the head and smiled tenderly down at him.

"Save some for your son, naughty man, he sounds hungry"

He sighed in resignation and released her from his arms. Reluctantly, she slid off him, giggling as his huge cock slipped free of her to slap wetly down on his belly.

"Will you be  okay?" she asked as she glanced at his still swollen lance.

"Of course, my love. See to the little one."

Abby silently went down the hall to the nursery only to find Rose had beaten her there and was rocking little Alexander George in her arms. Abby kissed her lips softly and took her son in her arms. Together the two women went to the parlor where Abby settled in an armchair to nurse her son while Rose flopped down on the couch.

"I feel as big as a house!" Rose stated, as she caressed her swollen belly. "Another month or so and I'll be rid of the little beastie," she said fondly, and gazed a bit enviously at the little man sucking hungrily at his mother's breast. She and William had traveled from Durham plantation where he and George were in the process of rebuilding it with help from the former slaves. She intended to stay with Abby and Alec until the birth of her child, with June coming to help in another two weeks or so.

Abby closed her eyes and relaxed while her baby fed, almost falling asleep. Alec trod in the room, stark naked to check on her and not seeing Rose until he walked past the couch she was laying on.

"Oops, sorry!" he exclaimed, and turned to flee, when Rose giggled and spoke up.

"Don't worry, honey. You're much too modest. Here, use my blanket if you must."

He wrapped himself and Rose raised her head so he could sit down, then she pillowed herself on his lap. Abby looked on approvingly while holding her hand out to take Alec's and she sighed in pleasure.

"I'm so happy. I've got my family here and soon our sweet June and father will arrive." she said softly, and gave Alec a contented smile.

"And hopefully William and I will have a healthy child. Little Alec will have a cousin," Rose said softly, as she thought ahead to the future. Alec stirred and disturbing Rose, got to his feet.

"That reminds me, I've been sitting on a piece of news and I believe now is the perfect time to reveal it." He padded down the hall, then returned shortly with a letter that he handed to Abby, then he sat on the floor between her knees. She opened it eagerly and let out a joyful yelp that set little Alec to howling in surprise. She hastily switched him to her other breast, then read the letter aloud.

"Mister George and Mistress June Durham are pleased to announce the impending birth of their first child. No gifts are necessary, just the pleasure of your presence at the birth is requested."

Abby smiled beautifully at an astonished Rose.

"June was worried that father wouldn't want another child and I felt the same. I'm so glad for them both, and I'll have a little brother or sister!" she exclaimed happily. Rose struggled to her feet and leaned down to hug Abby, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Finally, after all this time we're becoming a real family. If it weren't for you and this gorgeous man between your legs, June and I would be long dead. I thank you both for my life and for taking care of us both. I love you two with all my heart," she said tenderly, as her tears splashed atop Alec's curly head. He tugged her down to sit beside him and threw a big arm around her shoulders, then snuggled them both back into Abby's warmth.

The three companions slowly nodded off to sleep while the heir of the new Greene plantation suckled happily, his future bright and secure, thanks to the bloody wartime sacrifices made by his loving mother and father.

The End