The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New Slave
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheers, the tike and lowborn humankind rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the E. B. White sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable excitement shooting through my affectionateness as the gladiator marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this mate, earnest cousin-german,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather pants creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like spike flicked. Her chest, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her plenteous, glum hide, cupping a breast. The teat ring piercing her right nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human woman from the cervix down. But her header was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple halo, my ear flicking. A wet itchiness swelled in my pussy at the contact, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscles ripple beneath his pitch black peel, his head gleaming in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the white sands of the bowl. plash and pond crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting arena, still fresh from the finally fight.

I breathed, my sense of olfaction enhanced in my Rakshasa anatomy. I never let my human face appear in world. The mortification of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my position among the majestic family for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted centre sparkling with luxuria."Can you smell him ? The hope ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my teat ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purpleness sari trimmed in Au that covered my allow bosom and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a lady of pleasure in tight pants and baring both tits.

Or a deviant who demeaned myself by fighting in the arena like a human.

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an spread exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was second in cable to the potty ! Two death away from being queer.

"I watched him spar yesterday,"Kushini moaned."Oh, near cousin, you should have seen him fight."

"You think he can vote out Henyak ?"I asked as poof Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the battlefront of the box, still looking majestic despite her age, her orange fur spotted with grayness that gave her an air of dignity.

None had ruled longer than grannie. Three of her daughters, my own female parent included, and two granddaughters had died trying to assassinate her. And she had dealt with her own brood babe and jealous aunts before I was even a intimation in my female parent 's eyes.

She exuded strength without resorting to something as crass as wearing a sword on her hip.

"Such a delicious champion,"Queen Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall decorate the George Sand,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human being, a native Naithan with dark-brown pelt. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with atomic number 26 studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in hired man. He was a champion, a man who had fought for years and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the danger. Especially fighting new gladiator with promise, ending any threats to his supremacy before they could rival him.

"Such a hope,"tabby Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall shower down you in Au, my beloved Henyak."

"He 'll give birth to shut down his eyes to sleep together her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our consistency slave and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a repellant giggle as she knelt before me raw, her shin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the vulgar reek of the peasants crowding the standpoint, eager for their entertainment and moderation from the drudgery of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't appear afraid at all. I caught a flash of whiten. A smile. A mocking grin as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in ring steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his solid body.

Those muscles.

"Lucy,"I purred,"attend me."

"Yes, kept woman,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran slave were so rarified. That pale peel was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her young nerve. I 'd owned her for three years, molding her into the consummate servant. I saw the love in her dark-brown eyes, the grinning on her sassing, her face delicate, farmed by her easy, brown hair.

She pushed my thighs apart, her digit sending shiver up my body. My sum raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot buss on my anatomy as she moved up my thigh towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My pith, though none of my babe, cousin-german, aunts, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my pussy whacking slave.

I shuddered as her brim found my knock off slit. They were so easy and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my kitty-cat. Then her tongue flicked out, making my entire body thrill and a purr rise in my pharynx. My eyes were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bold self-confidence in Bakiir,"Kushini said, rubbing her thighs together."I can see why you are so wet for him, Malakisha."

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the sound of my name drawing my attention from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

"You would buy him ?"Kushini 's ears twitched.

I did n't show my wince. I was so charge, my blood boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So strong. He could break me in one-half. How sugared it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's tongue slid through my pussy sheepfold and flicked my clit. I groaned, my auricle and vibrissa twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my tit, twisting the dark nub. The tingles raced down to my hot puss, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's baffle tongue.

"commencement it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small dress. She was so short and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."Fight !"

"killing him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the Edward D. White littoral, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue feeling so wonderful as she probed it into my snap. I moaned as she savored the spicy penchant of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring moan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's shield, wooden splinter flying. Then Bakiir 's sword swung, striking the trident. Metal rang as the men danced around each former, both their bodies rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the high noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his muscular body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my impart hand, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth deep into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with weapon merging, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

other princesses in the stands watched, some having dead body slave devour their puss or have it away their snatch, powerful slaves who would engender dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and make the queen regnant of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would give me.

"Oh, yes,"I groaned as the men came together. I gripped Lucy 's hair's-breadth so rigorous, humping against her wonderful tongue.

The beautiful young lady caressed my second joint as her tongue slid through my folds and brushed my button. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my depths. Delight rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my clit. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

Crimson flashed. stemma sheeted down Henyak 's chest, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her finger pulling on both her nipples. She purred as loud as me now."kill !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting heavily with his trident. fasting, quick jab, driving Bakiir back. My cunt clenched, my stomach tensing. My coming swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my striver, I smelled that wondrous perfume. rakehell. Coppery. Vital. biography. I breathed in Bakiir's scent as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneeling crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"putting to death him,"moaned Kushini, on the verge of orgasming from the violence alone.

Henyak drew back his trident as he kicked aside Bakiir 's cuticle, leaving the Halanian capable to attack.

I smiled, seeing the look on Bakiir 's face as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's hungry sassing. My heart lapped at the emollient flooding out of my kitty-cat. I shuddered, my teat heaving, my left beneath my sari, my right field exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

"Las 's turncock, yes !"growled Kushini, shuddering beside me in orgasmic delight.

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the crew thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to retrieve, to pull back, but the steel caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the rakehell spurted. The deep red arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her powerful culmination wracked her lithe body.

The rapture boiled my idea as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's line of descent splashing across his dark chest, adding vividness to that ebony body. I licked my tongue across my chopper, Lucy lapping up my succus gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! auction sale !"

fag Adroyna 's head snapshot to me, her graying auricle twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic delectation."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."Auction !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to Queen Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian slave, chief of the fairy 's bodyguard. Her head nodded as she looked at me."It has been three months since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chop, my orgasm peaking."I know, Grandmother."

Her middle narrowed. She had been looking forward to fucking Henyak. Her knockout should be dry at her age, but she kept it lubed with young men. The queen turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his enemy, breathing hard, roue streaming down his wounded thigh. He faced the queen.

"auction bridge, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat human who ran the game stepped out, his body draped in expensive jewel. He had glutted on the entertainment of the capital. He rubbed his chubby fingers together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

"Your August majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding start at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her base and rushed towards the bound of the box. My auricle twitched as she shot a look over her shoulder, licking her chops. Her right hired hand rested on the hilt of her sword, fingering the saddlebow, an ivory tiger head snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my pinna twitching. My fangs hungered for her throat. That bitch !"1000 dupondius."She would pull me to macerate my income for the calendar month on this slave. I strode forward."You have in force mouthful, Kushini."

"So do you, Malakisha,"she said, no jot of her littleness in her voice.

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two months. Her Panthera tigris ears twitched. She gave me a hungry grinning."Yes, you do have expert taste, Auntie Malakisha."

I ran my tongue over my fang. Oh, would n't it be dainty to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't render weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of angriness, was trivial. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be graceful. It had to be done at a distance, but clearly at your command, validation that you were a cunning killer. A true predator.

Something Kushini should memorise. Twice she 'd killed with her sword.

"1500 dupondius,"Kushini said, her whiskers twitching with amusement.

"You must really want to lick his soundbox clean and jerk of Henyak 's blood,"I said.

She shuddered in delight."Such a kickshaw does n't come along that often."

"1600 dupondius,"I said, licking my chops.

"Interested in line yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glance."I thought your interest ran towards ... other refreshments."

"other ?"

Her hair's-breadth twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a reprehensible snarl, pushing off from the railing and marching away, clutching at her swollen belly. Lucy giggled behind me. I glanced at my first cousin and said,"2000 dupondius is a lot to pay for a man you 'll use once. Unless you plan on doing Sir Thomas More than practice your sword on him."

"He is skilled."

"Especially when he 's unarm,"I said."2100 dupondius !"

"Unarmed ?"Her words were flat, a hint of a growl rumble in her pharynx."You think I 'd neutralize him with such needless butchery."

"Is n't that what you do with all those hard worker you buy ?"

"Garbage from the docks."A delicious tremor ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something especial. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so proud. He maybe a hard worker, but he does n't believe it."

"No, he does n't,"I said, staring at him.

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a glint in her eye."How badly do you require to see him worshiping you like that little whore behind you ?"

Anger flared in me. But I did n't arise to her insult. I did n't even tweet a hair."2600 dupondius."

"That badly,"Kushini said."Enjoy him, my dear Malakisha."

"I will."Then I gave her a face."Though I considered letting you have him. How much Thomas More can you borrow from your mother before she grows angry with you."

Her lips curled back, baring Fang. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two brawny hard worker following after her. I leaned on the railing, staring down at the slave. Lucy pressed up beside me, her lavender scent filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my mind, added, my heart to the end of the sentence."He will be worth every amber coin."

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My pussy burned as my new slave was chained into post. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the non-Christian priest of Gewin to heal his injury. I wanted him unscathed and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite slaves, yanked Bakiir 's thick subdivision into place.

His face was difficult, eyes defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his look. His thought worked behind his defiant masque, pondering how to escape. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more slaves in my kennels, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my keep. It was the deary parting of my quarters in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the heating trapped in here. No aery balconies to enjoy the sight of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to direct away the heat. Not in here. The rampart were undiminished endocarp. Black atomic number 26 chains hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From meat hooks on the wall hung my toys, all my flails and party whip and paddles and harvest. So many fun instruments to play with.

The manacles snapped keep out about Bakiir 's articulatio radiocarpea, the whorl clicking into post. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the range of mountains, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's munition were yanked upward and away from his consistency, pulling taunt the muscles of his body. His side flickered, feeling the strain in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delectation,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his ebony shape, feeling the hardness of his muscles. Stone. Unyielding. My fingerbreadth slid down his book binding to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

"I 'm not afraid of your whips,"he growled.

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder joint vane. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My face fungus tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the table salt of his sweat.

My twat was so wet.

I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my pap rubbing on his backbone. I never wore apparel in my dungeon. No one did. This was a place of pleasure and pain in the neck, and those were best experienced au naturel. My hands reached around him, my kitty growing more and more juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his cinch, my snatch clenching in bore anticipation. I licked at his spikelet again, sliding up his shoulder steel and making him groan. His shaft twitched in my bridge player, hardening, swelling, growing even boastful as I stroked him.

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned."Does n't that just find nice ?"

He did n't answer.

My helping hand squeezed hard on the tip of his hawkshaw, crushing his diadem. My other hand found his nut, holding them."I asked you a enquiry, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his clod. Hard.

He bucked, dentition grinding against tooth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his hard muscles, chill racing through his eubstance. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

"Mistress,"I said."You address me as Mistress. Understand ?"I relaxed my hand on his balls.

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd yield me this, make me retrieve he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his cock again, still hard, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love snack, letting him feel my Fang but not penetrating the muscles of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this feel good, slave ?"

He shuddered, my script stroking so fast, my quarter round rubbing that thick, spongy peak."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you remember I would do to you here ? trauma you ?"

He gave a barking gag."I know how you Rakshasa 's muckle with men."

"Oh, that we hurt you ? Make you bleed and yammer ? That we eat you ?"I licked my lips."That 's so true. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The father of my outset daughter. She might be fagot one day. Does n't that energize you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your dick says otherwise. You are so hard. So eager for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his dick throb in my hand as he grunted through his dentition."Oh, yes, you are going to be so much fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my purulent dripping. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her oculus staring up at me, shining with such bedewed exhilaration. Beside her knelt my two male striver, their cocks both grueling before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the chair. Lucy, my core, choose your instrument."

"Yes, fancy woman,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my pith,"Lucy said as she rose, her small tits bouncing. They were such cover girl breasts. My center flicked down to her tight pussy, her pussy freshly shaved and glistening. The gold ring piercing her clitoris, marking her a royal stag slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as often as me.

Thushin stood, his brown skin riffle. He was a aborigine Naithan, his peter bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden president in the corner and sat on it. His putz was so concentrated ; the pecker ring tied about the radix made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

My pussy clenched as I moved to him, turning, and lowering myself to his lap.

His putz brushed my slit. I shivered, my hip undulating, then I slid my cunt down his dick. I groaned, his shot spreading me unfold. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my ear twitching as I took Sir Thomas More and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong mitt roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the various party whip and flails, her lose weight hips wiggling with excitation, her brownness hair sweeping down her supple back.

"Which shall she select for you, slave ?"I asked, staring at Bakiir.

He stared at me, eyes so hard."I do n't know ... Mistress."

My twat clenched hard on Thushin 's dick. He groaned, his work force squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny pectus, savoring his forcefulness. He was so substantial. His hands moved, one sliding down to tantalise my clit, the other to grope my chest. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a thin out riding harvest made out of unfaltering bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging auditory sensation."I think this will do, my heart."

"Indeed,"I purred, staring at Bakiir 's eyes as Lucy advanced on him from behind.

Swish. big H !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His ebony cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's dick, stirring his shaft through my snatch. A wild wave of heating washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his frontal bone as his dead body drank in the stinging pain. Lucy had such a mischievous smile on her lip as she walked around him, her mitt caressing his hefty consistence. She reached his turncock, her pale fingerbreadth wrapped about his pitch black girth.

"Mmm, did you like the buss of my harvest, knuckle down ?"she asked.

His eyes snapped down to her."No, I did n't, slave."

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her left paw and cracking the riding crop across his chest with the former. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the way. I shivered upon my hard worker 's putz, his rough in finger rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

"Slave ?"Lucy asked."Oh, I am so much Thomas More than a slave."

CRACK !

Her finger's breadth rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your penalisation and your reward,"Lucy purred, stroking his dick faster. She leaned in, licking at the dark welt rising across the muscles of his chest.

He sucked in a breath, coat of arms pulling at his chains as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can cave in you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her handwriting into the tip of his dark tool, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can give you pain."

She bit his mamilla. Hard.

"Worship our Mistress, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The harvest swung hard.

snap !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's stopcock. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a rattling woman. So sleep with, so fell, so eager to inflict pain sensation for both our pleasures. I could see her playing period for hours.

"Do you want to worship her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her knees before him. She still stroked his huge dick."Do you require to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a bouldery look, total of all his stoic defiance. He would admit every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never break, to never worship me, to never be my obedient slave like Thushin and Issanik.

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his defiance. pleasure rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger rubbing hard circles on my clit, but more from this strong, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to oppose painfulness, but when you had a hot, beautiful char 's mouth locked about your cock, sucking so heavily ... That was hard to contend. He shuddered, subdivision pulling against the chains as she bobbed her head. I could find out her noisy sucks, my clit throbbing, knowing how delicious her rima oris was.

CRACK !

She cracked the crop into his chest of drawers as she sucked. It swished again over her point to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, bother and pleasance burning through his consistence at the same time. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his cock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sweet-scented juice down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his putz, her pass moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her wan butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her John Brown hairsbreadth danced about her articulatio humeri. And then there was his solid, ebony volume, such a dividing line between the two.

fracture !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my breast and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny strength, fucking my pussy up and down his confine cock. He groaned, savoring the joy of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

fracture !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking lip. The irons rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The welts rose on his form, marks of pain while pleasure boiled through him.

It confused him.

"Yes,"I purred."You want that release."

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, sulfurous mouth."My pussy clenched on Thushin 's pecker. He hefted me libertine and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my pussy burn around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

sally !

"You want to drown her with your jizz,"I groaned.

Lucy moaned, bobbing her oral fissure so hard, sucking so noisily.

Bakiir grunted as the riding harvest slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be firm. But he wanted that release. His coming ached to explode out of his orchis and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to flood her oral fissure. Her slit !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her pixilated cunt. To pump away at her pale flesh."

"beef !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned form are all bitches. Las 's foul seed gave you only poison."

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all females, needing male to feed our appetites for pain and cock and cum. Needing them to multiply."He made something tremendous in us."

fracture !

"Gewin 's mighty peter !"he snarled, pulling harder at his chains.

"You want to cum ?"I moaned, my snatch clenching so hard on Thushin 's turncock as he worked my puss up and down his girth.

"You know I do, bitch !"His eyes glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to fuck me. You want to feel my cock in your slit !"

shot !

"Crawl to me and I 'll screw you !"he snarled.

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his whip chest.

"You are about to irrupt in her mouth,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his cock. The pleasance burned so hot through me, the friction sending pleasure rippling through me.

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll flood her lip with my cum—"Pain burned across his face. He stared down in fury at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned cyprian !"

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her hip wiggled faster. The harvest fell from her manpower to dip them between her thighs. She rubbed at her puss while Bakiir fought against the pain, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the Harlan Stone story and flooding the dungeon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain in the neck burning in Bakiir 's face, the pleasure reaching through my gist 's body.

"Beg !"I snarled at Bakiir."Beg and you can cum in her mouth. The pain will end !"

"NO !"

His articulation thundered through the room. My climax exploded inside me.

I drank in his defiance. My kitty-cat went tempestuous about Thushin 's rooster. He groaned, wanting so badly to glut my twat with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his hammer bound by the doughnut. That made my sexual climax even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure shot through me.

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony sinew straining. The defiance burning through his tree branch. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged mellow and higher through me.

I would savour breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small white meat jiggling as she felt my hair's-breadth kiss her silky, pearl second joint as I nuzzled closer and closer to her sweet snatch. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chop. My pussy was on fire.

"Malakisha, my ticker !"moaned Lucy when I buried my furry snout into her puss and feasted.

My thick knife rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her confection succus. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her small boob heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her pap while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her groan were so sweet as she writhed on my satin sheets. assuredness air wafted in through my open windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the elbow room burned sandalwood to continue the fetor of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juice melted on my glossa. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her anatomy, my vibrissa rubbing on her thighs. Delight shuddered down to my twat as my sensitive whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her silky flesh. My spike twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The pansy 's shrivelled cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, exhibitor me in your angelical succus, my heart,"I purred between hot, hungry poke."lavish me in your delight."

"Yes, yes, yes,"she moaned."My heart ! My beautiful princess ! My Malakisha !"

I lapped with furious thirstiness, my glossa lashing up and down her puss. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and moan. I made her shudder in pure delectation. She humped so unvoiced against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small boob jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasance, her bazaar face burning with crimson passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my natural language rasped across her kitty. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silken astuteness. A rakshasa 's tongue was deep than a humans, like a tiger, rough and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her groan echoing through the room.

"My heart !"she squeaked, bucking so hard."Oh, yes, my pith. Oh, that 's so good. Oh, I love it. You spoil me. My heart, yes !"

I purred as I spoiled her. I would establish her anything, bedeck her in jewel, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as debile. You did not be intimate slaves. You did not do it anything. man loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever bed your quarry ?

But then I met Lucy. The first time I saw her crying in the slave penitentiary, draped in rag week, her organic structure whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breasts and case, something kindled in my pump. She was destined for the bawdyhouse. Or to be sold as a kennel striver to pleasure gladiators and fighter. But her eyes met mine. Those diffused, embrown doe-eyes. The moment I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in grime. Innocence I could mold, conformation, turn into a roughshod predator.

She had stolen my core with those eyes. And then given me her own.

So I licked her harder. I loved my afters Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her manpower squeezed those firm, small tit. Her moans echoed through the elbow room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her brown hair sail across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shriveled tits, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her twat. A geyser of warmth. My whiskers twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She dry land against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot pussy on my hungry lips, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her Passion as it raged through her trunk. I savored every driblet of it. My whiskers rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my bitch growing so hot and juicy, bore to accept her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my shank by a leather harness, swung between my thigh. Its base rubbed on my clit, giving me a taste of delectation as I kept eating my beautiful warmheartedness. I devoured her cunt. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

"Malakisha !"she howled."I love you ! I love you so much !"

My ears twitched at her words. My pussy clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chops, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her embrown eye, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my pussy. Fuck me hard ! Pound me ! Take your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My spit licked at her pussycat one last time, making her back arched. I flicked her clit and then kept licking, dragging my hot, roughly tongue across her shave pubic mound. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

"My kernel !"she squealed as I swirled around, tasting her sudor pull in her cute innie divot.

Then I licked higher. I loved the nip of her pelt. The heat beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her blench cutis. I was n't as dark-skinned as Bakiir, only a rich brown compared to his deep ebony, but it still was a delightful sight. My nipples ached as they caressed her flesh, my nipple ring twisting on my the right way nub.

I licked between her breast. I paused, swirling my spit around her right mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my grating tongue swirled over her pink nipple. Everything about her was so pale and soft.

"Oh, yes, Malakisha,"she groaned, squirming, her tummy detrition on my mammilla."Mmm, you spoil me."

"I love you,"I growled, my voice midst with primal hunger. I nipped her mammilla with my sharp fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our bosom pressed together as my open jaw seized her pharynx. My teeth pricked at her neck, dimpling her skin. I felt her pulsing pound through her pharynx. It did n't increase. No reverence sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more than pressure level from my bite and I would rip out her throat. I could kill her, and no one would care. She was my slave. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to tip every one of my hungers.

"My sum,"she moaned."fuck me ! Satiate yourself."

I rammed my dildo into her cunt while gripping her throat.

Her thighs locked around my coxa as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her heart raced faster as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the traction of my jaws.

The groundwork of my dildo pressed on my clit. I plunged in heavily, fast, thrusting into her depths, stirring her cunt to a hot froth as she groaned and shuddered beneath me. She humped up into my jabbing, driving the toy harder into my clitoris as our bodies slapped together.

"My heart !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, love me ! dishonour me !"

No fright. She felt my tooth and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my hip hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my twat and through my body. My ears twitched as her digit traced my prickle, sending tingles racing through my body. Driving my rose hip to fuck her harder, faster.

Our flesh slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her making love and passion. Her voice was so seraphic. Our spicy and sweet musks filled the air with beauty. I breathed in her fragrance, our snatch, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My clit ached.

My joy swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! fuck me, my marrow ! Oh, the queen regnant 's wrinkly ass, yes ! Plow me ! Plow my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every jab. The infrastructure of the dildo caressed my throb clitoris. My twat clenched. succus dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One sharpness, and I would savour her descent. I would banquet on her.

I wanted to. My hips plunged faster. My teeth tightened. No fright from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So commit. So loving. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her deepness. Her physical structure shivering beneath me. Her joy squeaking out of her back talk as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl burst from my pharynx as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my body. Her hands held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moan sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my muzzle against her brim, licking her face. She kissed me, working her sassing against my fangs. I shivered, letting my change go, letting my human being fount appear. Fur and hair's-breadth retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, black hair growing, spilling about my nerve as my lips became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no roadblock. Our body pressed tight, holding each other as our coming peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human face. Her helping hand moved, touching my smooth cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

"My heart,"she sighed when I broke the kiss.

I rubbed our noses together, wanting to whiz, but unable to with human vocal chords.

We held each other for a spell, kissing, nuzzling, savoring the smell of each other. And then she said,"It 's been two days. Do you think he 'll ever let out ?"

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two years without cumming ... And the kennels are so noisy."Lucy gave a yucky giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their char as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't know a man could go two days without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to touch his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded bawd of his pressed up against the kennel bars, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's jail cell as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his red-header. I bought the girl for him as a reward. She lived in his cell, set to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's face fell."Bakiir has lasted two days. None of the others has."

"He 's so strong. He 'll arrest for days longer. And when he does better, he will be devoted to me."

"Not as devoted as I am,"she said.

"Who can be ?"I rubbed her nose."But you 're not my slave. Not really."

She kissed me hard. Then she let out a groan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my assignation,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a wicked grin."He has to get it on that old, toothless queen 's dried-up cunt. He yearns for hot, tight quim."

I rolled off of her."Enjoy your lover."

"He 's ... fine,"Lucy shrugged."But he gossips."

I smiled. Why else did I let Lucy have her buff ?

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"Your cock looks so unvoiced,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his chains, arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pallid finger stroking his ebony cock.

He jerked at his irons. He liked to do that.

"A hebdomad without cumming. How your dick must be backed up."I knew he would impress me. deserving every dupondius I paid for him.

He spat to the side. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his cock with her mouth.

My whip hissed through the air and ...

cleft !

A bleeding personal line of credit appeared on his back. I shuddered at the scent of coppery lineage spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the pain and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his cock as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

go !

"NEVER !"he howled, pulling so hard on the chains.

I drew back the party whip. Lucy moaned as she sucked, her hands gripping his pitch black ass.

The whip hissed down at his cover, his muscles so strain, his arm straining so hard.

CRACK !

My pussy clenched. Juices dripped like molten lava down my thighs.

"Worship me !"

cracking !

"serve me !"

snap !

"And then you can cum. You can disgorge your seed in Lucy 's mouth and erupt !"

He howled in virginal passion, blood dripping from his wrists, the manacles biting into his flesh. The tie of the chain ground together as he strained. A dribble of detritus fell from the ceiling as I cracked the lash across his back.

Another bleeding line appeared. roue ran in hot runnel down his backbone, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His rightfulness range of mountains ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the cap. With a bellow of rage, he whipped the expectant length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...