A/N: First of all, I would like to thank those of you who asked me to continue the story. Your reviews encouraged me to press forward. However, if I don't receive more reviews in this next chapter, I will probably discontinue the story for lack of interest from readers. With that said, I would like to make it clear that while this fic is much darker than my other 'Harriet' fic, this story is being told from Gideon's perspective and will lighten as he comes to realize his feelings for Minty/Harriet. Monsters don't stop being monsters overnight. In fact, most don't ever stop. The one humanizing quality Gideon had in the film was his love for Harriet, which is what I hope to explore with this story. Thank you for reading!

Three days. That's how long it had been since Gideon last saw Minty's disheveled form after their tryst out by the river. The young slave owner tried to think of anything but their encounter since it occurred. He began his new role as master of the Brodess plantation, did his best to pick up where his father left off. Yet no matter how hard he tried, the blond couldn't stop replaying that moment inside his head. The memory of how hard his cock got when he first saw her thatch of dark curls, the blood that rushed through his veins when he seeded himself inside her, the sound of her heavy breathing when they were finished - the entire experience was intoxicating. Gideon needed that feeling again. Just one more time. Call it closure, goodbye, a conclusion to their secret rendezvous. Then it would be over and he could go back to the way things were between them before his father's death.

Gideon planned everything perfectly. He ordered Rit to sleep in Rachel's room inside the house tonight, forbade any of the male slaves from approaching the female quarters, and informed his mother that he was going to the whorehouse for a few hours. Once dinner was finished and it was dark out, he slipped down to the fields and made his way to Minty. He opened the door to find her back turned to him, dressed in a plain white nightgown, most likely preparing for bed. Minty whirled around to face Gideon upon hearing him shut and lock the door behind himself. Her eyes widened in fear and she opened her mouth to scream for help, only for the cry to come out muffled when he covered her mouth with his right hand.

"Don't make uh sound," the blond warned, "or I'll hurt ya."

From the tears brimming in her eyes, Gideon could tell that Minty was emotionally wrestling with herself on whether to listen to him, but after a few moments she nodded her head in agreement. Cautiously, he uncovered her mouth, his body pressed up to hers.

"I missed ya, Minty," he cooed in her ear, wasting no time by grinding himself against her inner thigh. "I need ya. Just one more time."

"No!" she bellowed, pushing him away roughly. "I'm married! I love John!"

Anger rising, he pulled her hair and entrapped her, leaving the outspoken slave caught between him and a wall. "Do I look like I give uh damn about yer worthless husband? The only thing that matters to me right now is this," Gideon immediately reached down with his free hand and cupped her most sensitive area. He began caressing it, causing an involuntary shiver of pleasure to run down her spine.

"Ya like that, huh?" he grinned, satisfied with the way he was making her body react.

Minty shook her head in defiance, but she couldn't suppress the moan he coaxed out of her when Gideon slipped a hand inside her panties and rubbed against her womanhood. She tilted her head back, gasping for air, as he focused on her g-spot. He did this until he was convinced she was completely at his mercy, at which point the blond unbuttoned his pants, pushed down his trousers, and released his half-hard shaft.

"Touch me," he whispered, guiding one of her hands to his cock. Minty tried to wriggle her hand out of his, but his grip on her wrist only tightened. "Do it now, or I'll take it out on yer momma!"

Feeling the threat, she relented and wrapped her calloused fingers around his length. The feeling of her hand pumping him was indescribable. His breathing was hitched and his eyes were closed, unable to concentrate on anything but the moment.

"Don't stop…" Gideon begged and she didn't. "Fuck… yes… God…"

Minty continued doing as she was told until the pleasure was becoming too much for him to bear and he grabbed her wrist again. He needed to be inside her now! With no warning, the blond ripped her panties down to her ankles and impaled himself on his favorite slave for the second time, causing her to cry out in what seemed to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. She was slick and ready for him this round... She was so hot and so wet… The way things should have been the first time he had her. It was sheer paradise. Tonight had been everything Gideon wanted and more. It was the perfect ending to their short-lived tryst. Now he could move on knowing he had his way with her, probably satisfying Minty more than that lame John Tubman ever did.

Little did he know that this was only the beginning.

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