Chapter 67 - Voter Registration
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"They're coming, Doctor Freedman," announced Markham quietly as he tapped
on the closed door. Markham was the head of the Reverend Doctor's security
detail, the Brotherhood. One of his gate sentries had just notified Markham that
a caravan of black Chevrolet Suburbans had entered the deserted industrial park
on the outskirts of Columbia, South Carolina.
"Come in, Brother Markham," spoke a deep resonating voice from behind the
door.
It was Saturday and everything was quiet. During the week, the floor of the
one story building would have been filled with several hundred employees busily
processing incoming mail and fulfilling mail orders for Brother Freedman's
African American Foundation. While the foundation's base was in South Carolina
and adjoining states, television provided an outreach that covered the US.
Currently, Doctor Freedman was looking for a larger building to lease since he
was outgrowing the existing one.
Markham slid his access card through the reader then turned the door handle
when the lock clicked open.
"Everything ready, Brother Markham?" asked the Doctor who was leaning back in
his high backed desk chair. His pants were down around his ankles and there was
a very young and pretty white girl kneeling between his legs sucking his cock.
"Yes, Doctor Freedman, they should be here in a minute."
"Hurry up, Michelle. Some of the Lord's work needs doing," said the Doctor
tilting the girl's head up to look in her face. Her cheeks were coated with
saliva and long blonde strands of hair were stuck to her face. She busily licked
the underside of his cock as she looked up at the reverend with eyes dulled by
drugs.
"Suck my balls just like the last time," said the Doctor. The girl's red lip
formed a circle as she took one of the Doctor's testicles in her mouth and
sucked gently.
"Oh I think I died and gone to Jesus," sighed the Doctor as he relaxed back in
the chair. "Michelle told me she's been sucking cock since she was eleven.
Didn't you honey?"
"Yes, all my girl friends did too," said Michelle halting briefly to respond
then switching to the Doctor's other gonad.
"You ever see such a pretty face, Brother Markham?"
"Michelle is a very beautiful girl," agreed Brother Markham. Markham had no
use for drug users or white whores but he had to admit that Michelle was a
strikingly beautiful young woman.
"And from one of the oldest and finest families in the state. Her great great
great granddaddy Cecil Mitchell owned over two hundred slaves at the time of the
Emancipation Proclamation. His plantation, Congaree, was located on the edge of
the Great Congaree Swamp. Legend has it that if one of his slaves got caught
running away, he would feed that poor nigger to the gators.
"Did you know that about your ancestor, Michelle?"
"No, Doctor Freedman," said Michelle as she continued to orally administer to
the reverend.
"Michelle is only fifteen and hasn't had opportunity to learn about her family
history. Have you darling?"
"Why would I want to learn shit like that?" said Michelle glancing up toward
the reverend from his kneeling position.
"The young today have no sense of history. Do they Brother Markham?"
"No, Doctor Freedman, none at all."
"I also read where Cecil had a fondness for Negress and spent his nights in
the slave quarters. According to the diary he left, Cecil was responsible for
many of the mixed race children born on Congaree Plantation. I have kinfolk from
down by the swamp. Michelle and I could be related. What would you think of
that, Michelle?"
"Kewl," answered Michelle hardly looking up.
"I feel like finishing in your pussy for a change. Give you a little black
baby to grow in your tummy. Hop up here sweetheart and sit yourself down on
Doctor Freedman's big prick."
Markham watched as the model thin girl stood up and kneeled on the arms of the
Doctor's office chair facing him. In one smooth motion she pulled her red plaid
uniform skirt up to her waist then reached down to pull her thong aside with one
hand as she guided the Doctor's cock into her hole with her other hand. Michelle
gave a grunt followed by a hiss as she slid the long black cock into her pussy.
"See that, girl's got talent," said Doctor Freedman. "Aren't many girls her
age can handle my Johnson like that."
"She's gifted," agreed Brother Markham as he felt his own cock stir from
watching Michelle ride his boss's pecker.
"Who busted your cherry, sweetheart? Was it your daddy, the Governor?" said
Doctor Freedman
"No, it was Uncle Wesley," said Michelle as she began to slowly raise and
lower herself on the Doctor's cock. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on
squeezing her pussy tight around the nine-inch cock.
"Senator Wesley Morrison, that old goat, always showing up on TV with a Bible
in his hand talking about doing the Lord's Will in the Congress. When did the
Senator take your virginity?"
Michelle halted a moment to think then spoke. "It was in the boathouse at his
place on Lake Murray. It was my thirteenth birthday."
"And how was it?"
"It hurt like hell. And I couldn't stop bleeding. Aunt Carole had to take me
to a doctor."
"So your Aunt knew that the Senator had taken liberties with you?"
"She was there when he did it."
"I'm surprised a sweet innocent young girl like you allowed an old man like
the Senator to do such a thing."
"I was pretty drunk. Aunt Carole and I had been drinking wine."
"Open your shirt up so I can play with those pretty titties."
Michele unbuttoned her blouse then unsnapped the front of her bra. The
Doctor's large black hands instantly covered her small breasts.
"Oh those are nice," moaned the Doctor as his kneaded the tender flesh and
squeezed the tiny pink nipples.
"I'm going to get a boob job for my sixteenth. Mommie said I could," said
Michele.
"Why, they're perfect just as they are. Aren't they Brother Markham?"
"They're very beautiful," said Markham.
"Too small, I want big titties like my Momma," protested Michelle.
Markham relaxed in a nearby chair as Michelle rode the Doctor to a climax. As
the Doctor released his sperm in Michelle's vagina he grabbed her as he moved
quickly to the floor bending her double, elevating her rear.
"Let's just stay like this for a minute. So the Doctor's seed can run downhill
to your womb and fertilize that egg you said you were ovulating. You want to
have my baby, don't you sweetheart?"
"It would be so cool. Mommie and Daddy would shit in their pants if I got
pregnant."
"And wouldn't they be surprised when out popped a nape headed black baby?"
said the Doctor.
"Daddy would just die and so would Momma," said Michelle laughing.
"All right, Michelle, Markham will have Rodney will drive you back home. Next
time you bring your little sister."
"I will if you give me something to take with me," said Michelle.
Doctor Freedman opened a top drawer in the large desk and extracted a handful
of foil packets. He counted out six packets and handed them to Michelle's out
stretched hand but did not release them.
"You promise to bring Traci next time?"
"I promise. But she's no fun. She's still a virgin. The only thing she will
let Robert do is make out and play with her titties," said Michelle.
"Who is Robert?" said the Doctor dropping the foil packets in Michelle's open
hand.
"Her dorky boyfriend," said Michelle quickly grabbing several more of the foil
packets off the pile lying on the desk.
"You little scamp, give me a kiss and get the hell out of here," laughed
Doctor Freedman.
***
Minutes later, Markham returned from escorting Michelle to the car that would
take her back to her girlfriend's house. Doctor Freedman had finished washing up
at a nearby sink and was brushing her hair.
"You talk to Rodney," said the Doctor.
"Yes, straight home. I told him the next time he messed up would be his last,"
said Brother Markham.
"Stupid nigger, you tell him the only thing saved his ass this time is he's
family. If he wasn't Aunt Sadie's boy he and his nuts would be in two different
zip codes."
"From now on, Rodney will do as he told," said Brother Markham. Earlier, he
and two of his enforcers had stripped Rodney naked and hung him from an overhead
pipe. The Brotherhood's enforcers had begun by using their wide metal studded
belts on Rodney to the point that he was quivering, sobbing, and pleading for
them to stop. Brother Markham had placed Rodney's testicles in the open V of a
pair of surgically sharpened hedge shears. "You got two choices. Rodney, you can
do exactly as you're told and not fuck around or you can continue to screw up.
In which case, the brothers here will work on you with pliers and a blowtorch
for a couple of hours then I'm going to cuts your nuts off with these hedge
shears. What's it going to be, Nigger?" Before Rodney could answer, Brother
Markham had snapped the blade closed a quarter inch below his balls. Rodney
fainted.
"Did he thing we're so damn dumb we wouldn't find out?"
"Who knows with an uneducated brother like that? I took care of it. He won't
do it again. I also handled the crack house where he took her. I'm not sure they
realized who she was. Spread the word for them to keep their mouth shut or else.
I kicked in enough free product to keep them all there zonked out of their mind
for a week."
"Good. In a way it was funny, Rodney selling the Governor's daughter's pussy
to crack heads for $20. She barely remembers it."
"Nobody is going to believe a crack addict if one does decide to talk," said
Markham.
"Good, I got plans for her and her sister and Momma. Did I ever tell you I
asked Amanda Mitchell out on a date when I was in college? Of course, she was
Amanda Collins then."
"No, I didn't know that."
"Sure enough did. We were freshman together at SC State. I thought I was hot
shit, basketball and football scholarship. White girls always buzzing around
wanting to see if that old saying, 'once you go black you never go back' was
true. But Amanda was different, prettiest girl on campus. Senior year she was
Miss South Carolina, second runner up in the Miss America pageant. Michelle
reminds me so much of her. Looks just like her. Amanda seemed so far above me I
didn't have the never to ask her out until my junior year."
"She didn't go."
"Laughed at me. Told me she didn't date coons."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope, bitch was a real racist. Told everyone how some uppity nigger had asked
her out."
At that moment, Brother Markham's cell phone rang. He answered it quickly
spoke a few words and hung up.
"Senator Williams is here."
"With her lesbo body guards?" asked the Doctor.
"Ten of them in body armor, sworn to give their lives to protect her."
"What does Brother Sharpton say about her?"
"He says that Candace William scares him shitless."
