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Accidental African Slave Part 120

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We arrived at the house, and I cleaned up and went to the kitchen to help Orsty. He ask me how things went today, and looked at me with a grin on his face. He told me, he could tell by the way I looked, that something had happened. I just laughed, and ask him how he could always read me. He said I always had a different look, when I was hiding something, or waa ready to tell something. I told him later.

After the meal, I helped Orsty clean the kitchen, and went to my room to get ready for bed. I then joined Orsty on the back porch, where he had drinks and fresh cut melons.

He looked at me, and said let’s hear your story. I started by telling him about the new worker, who was transferred from the other mine. I then told him, that Komla thought I was a mixed race slave, and that I didn’t tell him otherwise. I told Orsty how Komla made me do all the hard work, that I did all the shoveling.

I told Orsty how Komla kept rubbing my butt every chance he got. Orsty ask if I told him the truth, and put a stop to his sexual advances. I felt a little embarrassed, when I had to admit the truth, that I didn’t correct him or stop his advances. Orsty ask me if he was that goodlooking, and if I was attracted to Komla. I told Orsty that Komla was nice looking, but that I wasn’t attracted to him. I told Orsty that I just wanted to go along with Komla’s belief, and see his reaction when he found out the truth.

Araway finally showed up, and told us to get to bed. We finished our melons, and even Araway took a few pieces. We then went in for the night.

The next day, when I arrived at the mine, I went to the elevator. I got naked and rode the elevator down to the pit. I met with the overseer, and ask if I would be working with Komla. He ask if everything had gone well the day before, or would I prefer to work with someone else. I told him everything was fine, that I enjoyed working with Komla. He told me he was glad to hear that, and that I would be working with Komla.

I went to our working location, and was happily greeted by Komla. The first thing he did was slap my ass, then give it a few rubbs. I pushed his hand away, and told him it was time to get to work. He handed me the shovel, and picked up his pickaxe. He told me, I was the muscular one, and that I could keep in shape using the shovel.

I did as he ask, and did all the shoveling for the day. We took our lunch break, and we both sat wit Kwaku. We talked about the previous days workout, and Komla said he thought he would like to learn to wrestle. We just did a little small talk, and I had my butt rubbed a few times. Kwaku decided to have some fun, and made comments about my nice ass. Kwaku ask him what he thought about my ass, and had me stand up for inspection. Komla reached over rubbed my butt, and commented that my ass was perfect for action.

We went back to work, and I had a few ass touching experiences the rest of the day. I hate to admit it, but I went along with the touching, and that I was really enjoying the attention.

The overseer came over, and informed me it was time for my workout with Kwaku. I rubbed my butt, and told him I would see him tomorrow. I joined Kwaku, and we laughed about what happened during our lunch break. We then started our workout, and Kwaku really put me through a rigorous without. Every time he got me down, he would rubb my butt. When we were finished, Kwaku pushed me over, and spanked my ass. We just lay there trying to get our strength back.

The overseer showed up and hosed us down, and when I turned around, he ask why my ass was so red. Kwaku just laughed, and told the overseer he had to punish me for some bad moods. The overseer laughed, and finished our shower. I quickly headed to the elevator to the top, then got dressed. I then joined Araway at the Doctor’s office, and Araway and I headed to the house.

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