The plantation workshop was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the small windows. Jacob was working on one of the machines, a large piece of farming equipment that had broken down. He was bent over the machine, his shirt off, sweat was pouring down his face and back as he worked, his muscles bulging as he used all of his strength to fix the machine. He was so focused on his work that he didn’t even hear the door to the workshop open.
It was Rose, the youngest daughter of a wealthy plantation owner, and she was considered the most beautiful woman in the community. Her father, a powerful and influential figure, held a very high standard for her pursuers, believing that most men did not deserve his precious daughter. He was overprotective and made it clear that anyone who wanted to court Rose would have to meet his strict standards.
Those standards drove her to desperation. As more and more men were rejected by her father, she began to feel like her chances of finding a suitable father for her future child were dwindling. Her longing to have a baby deepened as she saw her sisters and friends becoming mothers, leaving her feeling left behind. Her desire to hold, love and watch a child of her own grow consumed her thoughts and emotions. It seemed like the only thing that would bring her true happiness and fulfillment.
She would spend hours in the nursery, watching the babies and talking to the other mothers about their experiences. She would ask them about the labor, the delivery, the first time they held their baby, and anything else she could think of.
She would also often talk to her father about having a baby and he would always discourage her from having a child out of wedlock and would remind her that she deserve the best of the best. But the more he discouraged her, the more determined she became to have a baby on her own terms.
As Rose walked into the workshop, she couldn’t help but stare at Jacob. His masculine, chiseled body was on full display as he worked, sweating from his labor. She couldn’t help but admire his physique and thought to herself “What a fine specimen of a man! He would make an ideal breeder.”
He didn’t seem to notice her at first, completely focused on the machine in front of him.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10nw1kd/mf_the_plantation_owners_daughter_a_forbidden