They called her Miz Lucretia Borgia, Ma'am, of Falconhurst. A proud and lusty woman, she usually had her own way behind the scenes of the South's most notorious slave plantation. Sometimes it was even hard to tell who was master and who was slave. But there was no doubt where the real power lay when Lucretia was denied the one thing she desired above all others. Her forbidden love for the Mandingo slave Omar set her on a treacherous course that threatened exposure and cruel retribution every step of the way.
It's one of those books; so amazingly bad that it's good. It's slavesploitation, with plenty of steamy miscegenation that somehow isn't supposed to be rape, but...
My sister & I loved this with the perversity that could only have come from having just watched all of Roots when it first aired. It just appealed to our very sick senses of humor to read this, which ought to have been entitled, "De Mizztress Ob Fahconhoist".
Did I mention that it's all written in 'authentic' ante-bellum slave & master dialect? Whether you're black, white, or other, this is really only for folks with a sick sense of humor. That would be me.