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The next morning I put on the tight fitting shorts that Ayitey had liked and went to breakfast. While at breakfast, I ask Araway if it would be possible for me to eat lunch with Ayitey. He said he could arrange for me to have lunch with Ayitey, but it would have to be in the mine pit. He told me I would need to take sandwiches, because the only food available would be what the slaves were fed.
I ask what kind of food the slaves ate, and Araway told me it was a special diet to give the best possible nutritional food available. He said it may not meet the tast of the food we eat, but that it was much healthier. I decided to eat whatever Ayitey had to eat, but that I would take my bottled water.
When we started to the truck Araway noticed my shorts, and ask if it was a good idea for me to wear the tight fitting shorts. I told him I was doing it to please Ayitey, that he liked seeing me wear them. He told me he hoped I didn’t cause any trouble at lunch.
When we got to the mine, I found out Kwaku would not be there. He would be gone for a few days, visiting his uncle who owned a plantation. I went to the mine pit and watched the slaves working below, I noticed Ayitey occasionally look up in my direction. I was hoping he noticed me, and that was why he was looking in my direction.
When lunch time come I went down in the pit, and went to where the slaves were fed. The food server told me he had been told I would be there for lunch, and that I would be eating with Ayitey. He handed me a bowl of food, while it didn’t look real appetizing it did smell good.
I followed Ayitey to his favorite eating place, and he told me he had been informed I would be eating with him. We sat down on a small bench beside the tool shed, and our arms would touch while eating. I was surprised the food didn’t tast bad at all, but it just didn’t have the seasoning.
Ayitey finished eating first, and said he was surprised to see me eating slave food. I told him I was surprised how good the food was, and that I understood it was more nutritious than what I would normally eat. He invited me to have lunch with him the next day, and I jumped at the chance. I told him I would have to clear it with Araway first, but that I was sure he would approve.
Ayitey ask me to remove my shirt, so he could see my body. I didn’t hesitate and stood up and took off my shirt, standing there so he could get a good look. I then sat back down and finished my lunch, and answered his questions. I had forgotten about the lash marks on my back, and he ask why and who had whipped me. I told him I didn’t want to answer that question, and that it was not Araway.
Even with his hands chained together, about two feet apart, he rubbed his hands across my back. It sent chills down my back, and caused my nipples to harden. Ayitey noticed my reaction, and reached over and pinched my nipples. I started to make sounds of pleasure before I realized what I was doing. He started rubbing my chest and getting me excited, then I felt his hands slip down in the back of my shorts. He squeezed my ass cheeks, and then I felt his finger in my crack.
I finally got things together and had him stop, which he did. He looked at me and said no one could see us, that they were all on the other side. He ask me to let him look at my ass, I hesitated for a moment, then lowered my shorts. He reach over and rubbed my cheeks, and said he would love to fuck me. He said it was a shame to let such a nice ass go unused.
I quickly pulled up my shorts and put on my shirt, I could see movement at the top of the pit. I thanked Ayitey for a nice lunch, and that I would try to do it again the next day, I hurried out of the pit and to the restroom, I needed to piss and clean my crotch area.