Plantation

by Peter Loaf
inspired by the art of Tim

- do not use without the author's permission.


   

   
Old uncle Fester,
   hearing the boom
Slaver ship coming,
   puts down his broom
Family retainer
Pony girl trainer
Goes for his razor,
   kept in his room
   
Master and Mistress,
   hurry away
Down to the market,
   auction today
Property needing
The cotton weeding
Twin lusty siblings,
   one pony dray
   
Pony girl pulling,
   docile and tame
Naked and harnessed,
   showing no shame
Pussy lips dripping
Her flanks show whipping
Pony girl Pokey,
   her new slave name
   
The docks are crowded,
   first ship in weeks
Slave coffle forming,
   the couple seeks
The bidding begins
Deep pocket twins
Captain caressing,
   some nipple tweaks
   
Pirate gold treasure,
   hid in a cave
Left by their father,
   old pirate Dave
Raised by their mother
Sister and brother
“Christian” upbringing,
   “darkies we save”
   
Dying of fever,
   left with the loot
Twin lusty siblings,
   the evil’s root
A good looking mare
Choosing with care
Added to coffle,
   chosen to suit
   
Slave labor darkies,
   marching up road
Shackled and collared,
   a whip to goad
The Mistress riding
The Master biding
Herding his cattle,
   the dirty toad
   

   
Plantation reaching,
   plenty of light
Old uncle Fester,
   binding them tight
Bent over a bar
Then going too far
Fester molester,
   pony girl’s plight
   
His trousers tented,
   old Fester’s best
Razor strokes burning,
   fingers caress
Kiss lickle promise
No uncle Thomas
Their training begins,
   very first test
   

   
Pussy lips swollen,
   leaving them wide
Master inspecting,
   seeing inside
Finger fuck fiddle
Clitties to twiddle
“Time for your dunking,
   then for a ride”
   
No language problem,
   intentions clear
Former black princess,
   tremble in fear
Shackled and waiting
Helplessly hating
Watching her sisters,
   dripping a tear
   

   
Soapy and sudsy,
   scrubbed with a brush
Master is watching,
   done in a hush
Slaver stink flushing
Pussy lips gushing
The finished product,
   off in a rush
   
The former princess,
   saved for the last
Her Master’s powers,
   final and vast
His plaything picking
Trouser snake sticking
Pony girl training,
   forget the past
   

   
Taken to quarters,
   shackled and nude
Arms bound behind her,
   given some food
Table top roping
Open for pope-ing
Buttered bum poking,
   setting the mood
   
Bum undefended,
   so tight and hot
Princess shows passion,
   tied in a knot
Shitter slip thrusting
His ballocks busting
Millions of swimmers,
   her hottest spot
   

   
Simon the greedy,
   Mistress’s mate
Four dusky beauties,
   how does he rate
Their Mistress whipping
Sex fever tripping
Plantation’s Masters,
   pony girl fate
   
Darkies to Master,
   darkies to keep
System convenient,
   the secret deep
White men with power
Ivory tower
Darkness diluted,
   mulattos reap
   

   
Selling their children,
   for rape and worse
The dance of the damned,
   their living curse
Hell raking demon
Lust driven semen
Twin sibling monsters,
   chapter and verse
   
Hung up for flogging,
   no reason why
Pain/pleasure training,
   pussy lips pry
Hung up for breeding
Begging and pleading
Darkies half broken,
   living the lie
   
Pony girl product,
   brings in the cash
Docile mares showing,
   their welts and flash
Spirits well broken
The golden token
Pony girl stables,
   the cane to slash
   
Dancing and prancing,
   pitiless pair
Rocking and reaming,
   their Master’s care
The coffee creaming
Fresh whipped and screaming
Worth more if pregnant,
   the baby fair
   
Her Mistress whipping,
   body burning
The princess dripping,
   almost yearning
The thin ice cracking
The cane comes smacking
Pony girl breaking,
   treasure earning
   
Shackles and collars,
   make not the slaves
Brute force and dragging,
   back to the caves
Darkies deliver
Sold down the river
“Christian” upbringing,
   “Jesus Saves”.