The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter three : The Rakshasa 's Whip
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

faggot Adroyna was dead. My grandmother. The longest-lived fagot in Naith 's history. She had fended off character assassination patch from auntie, from cousin-german, from sisters, and from her own daughters. She had drenched the zikurat in the blood of rakshasas to win and maintain her claw grasp on the queendom.

And now she was beat. Of natural grounds.

Just thinking about it sent a horny wave of desire through me. A need to experience cum pumping into my womb, to take over that unattackable daughter of Bakiir. What a human he was. A warrior. A scrapper. A Orcinus orca. What a daughter he would return me. What a fagot she would make.

What a threat to my very life history. She would make me keep my claws penetrative. My snatch grew even hotter.

I seized Bakiir 's plane psyche, pulling his ebony side between my brown second joint. I groaned as he nuzzled and licked, as his tongues slid through my hot flock. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling and swaying, my nipples throbbing as I stared at Lucy.

What wondrous news she brought me. Everything would change. The entire Balance in the palace would be thrown into bedlam. And that meant chance. Plotting, intriguing, advancing. Carving out more power.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped, my pussy already on fervency from his first round of kitty-cat whacking. I cracked the flogger on his back, loving the stinging sally, his stoic grunt muffled by my puss."We have such plans to make."

"Yes, my heart,"Lucy moaned, her helping hand rubbing her au naturel body, her digit sliding down to her trim pussy. She found her Au button piercing, her home run as a royal stag slave, and tugged on it, twisting her little nub. She shuddered."So many plans."

CRACK !

The thudding smack, the grunt, the pleasure of Bakiir 's tongue sliding through my pussy sassing shook me. My orgasm swelled so fast in my Congress of Racial Equality. My juices smeared across his dark boldness. His work force gripped my ass, so unassailable and rough, manly hands. Warrior paw. Yes, he would multiply such a daughter in me.

My pelvic arch undulated faster and faster. I ground my clit against his lips, spark shooting through me. My tongue licked my muzzle, brushing my whiskers, feeling my needlelike Fang. I growled and yowled, the pleasure rippling through me as I came closer and closer to my explosion.

His back talk found my button. He sucked.

I came.

My cunt spasmed. Rapture burned through me. I gasped and convulsed. I shuddered on him, my entire body heave as the pleasure of his trouncing surged through me. My centre fluttered. His tongue was so amazing. So deliciously wicked. He stirred me to a froth. He made me ache and groan.

I gripped the scourger severely, cracking it down on his back as the rapture growled through me.

"Yes !"I snarled."The king 's aged tits, yes !"

succus flooded out of me and into his hungry mouth. Lucy moaned nearby, tugging on that gold piercing. Her brown eyes fluttered as she let out such wanton groan. Her pale body glistened, adorned in sugariness oils, her nipple so pink.

My pleasance boiled through my mind. But I needed more. I cracked my scourger one final time, eliciting one final grunt from my hard worker. He squeezed my ass hard, pulling me tight against his lips as he devoured my cunt.

Then I pulled away from him, my body still trembling. I crawled on to the bed, glancing at my affectionateness. Lucy smiled as I knelt on my bed, wiggling my pelvis. She jumped and landed beside me, her petite consistency moving with her lithe, vernal grace. She stretched out before me, spreading her second joint, the sugared musk of her cunt filling my nose, mixing with the rose of her oils.

"Fuck me, Bakiir,"I snarled."Ram that cock into your mistress 's cunt ! breed such a daughter in me !"

"Yes, Mistress,"he growled, so full of all that specialty I had tamed and mastered.

I buried my muzzle between Lucy 's legs. I loved how she squirmed and giggled, my whiskers tickling her inner thighs. Then my muzzle reached her pussy. My pinna twitched as I lapped my full, jumpy glossa across her twat. Her wiggle turned into trembles, her giggles transmuting into moans of pure delight.

"My center,"moaned Lucy as my tongue battered her clitoris piecing. Her hands slid up her anele body to her glistening tits, squeezing those diminished cumulus."Oh, you spoil me."

"Mmm, I love to indulge my pump,"I purred as Bakiir 's potent manus seized my hips."Especially when being fucked."

"Yes, you eat my pussycat out with such ardor,"Lucy groaned."Oh, my bosom, yes !"

I feasted on her kitty-cat as Bakiir 's blockheaded cock nudged at the folding of my hot cunt. He stirred his ebony shaft up and down my slit. And then he rammed into me with a might oink, a warcry as he did battle with my pussy. He stabbed so late, his spear impaling into my pussy. I groaned, savoring his artistry. He stretched my flesh apart, the friction burning hot, tingling through my body and making me purr louder.

The joy rumbled out of my pharynx as I licked and lapped at my buff 's snatch. My sweet slave. My pith. I devoured her puss. My tongue lathered up and slit, caressing her kitty-cat folds, diving into her depths for a bit. I gathered her emollient, savoring it, while Bakiir stab over and over.

"Fuck my pith,"moaned Lucy, her hips twitching. Her hands squeezed her breasts harder, jiggling her small agglomerate as much as she could."Just pound her ! breed her !"

"I will,"growled Bakiir, pounding me so hard, savoring his reward."Seljan 's beard, what a pussy !"
"A rakshasa 's bitch !"I growled."dear than any human 's !"

"Yes, Mistress."He thrust harder, his balls smacking into my clit. I shuddered, my three-sided tiger-ears twitching.

I drove my clapper deep into Lucy 's pussy, swirling around as my slave pounded me. My stave breasts swung beneath me, my pelvis bucking. I clenched around his dark girth. The friction burned so hot through me, driving me nigh and closer to exploding on his dick.

He impaled so inscrutable into me. His shaft so thick and long. I growled and snarled as I feasted on my heart 's sweet pussy. I made her tremble and gasp. Her digit seized her garden pink nipples, stretching them, pulling on them, making such wonderful moans of delight as she groaned and gasped.

"Gods,"grunted Bakiir, burying his cock harder and harder into my burning depths."By the gods, Mistress !"

"Cum in her !"howled Lucy, bucking so hard, trembling on the bed, my natural language lapping at her pussy, driving her wild.

I loved the Henry Sweet taste perception of her cunt while having my pussy so thoroughly fucked. Bakiir 's immense cock buried over and over into me. Every thrust sent a wave of euphoria through me. My purring grew louder and louder, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I drank in the friction, so eager for another rapturous explosion.

His hands tightened on my hips. His operose balls thudded so surd into my button. He growled. He grunted. My mighty slave rammed his huge cock into the depths of my fertile kitty. And exploded in me.

Hot cum spurted into my depths.

His fecund seed fell upon my fertile soil.

I came.

I snarled into Lucy 's puss. I plunged my tongue deep into her puss, swirling it around, the raspy texture assaulting her inner rampart. She gasped and shuddered as my own snatch went violent about Bakiir 's dick. I massaged his hammer, milking out the cum while the tsunami of rapture swept through my trunk and reached my mind.

"My heart !"squealed Lucy, cumming on my tongue.

Her pussy spasmed about my tongue, her succus flooding my thirsty mouth, as ecstasy consumed me. My cunt milked Bakiir 's dick, eager for every drib of his jizz. He grunted behind me, shuddering as he emptied his testicle into my depths.

"Oh, yes, Malakisha,"howled my lover."Oh, thank you !"She bucked, spasming, feeling the same euphoria as me.

I shuddered, drinking it in, savoring Bakiir 's cock in me. He began to soften now. Spent. I shivered, lifting my muzzle, fur soaked with Lucy 's angelic juice, my every breath broad of her fragrance. I looked over my shoulder at my brawny warrior.

"Retire to your cell,"I snarled.

"schoolmarm,"he panted, his soot black consistence glistening with sweat.

I shuddered as he withdrew his cock from my depths, clamping my snatch tight to oblige his cum in. He stepped off the bed and sauntered with that dangerous good will of a warrior to the kennel. I shivered, rolling over onto my back, Lucy already scampering around on the bed, so broad of energy.

"So Rushina will be queen now,"Lucy said, settling between my thighs. She leaned down, her soft, brown hair brushing my thighs as she nuzzled into my cum-filled pussy.

"Yes,"I purred as she took a tenacious, slow lick through my sheep pen, gathering Bakiir 's cum leaking out."Unless she bungles it."

"wellspring, she did bring forth Kushini,"she giggled."So, clearly she can bungle things."

I let out a pleased laugh as she licked her natural language through my folds again. I shuddered, feeling her tongue gather Bakiir 's cum out of my depth, hearing her moans of pleasure as she savored it. I ran my decent script through her hair, stroking her, savoring her, loving her.

"What will you do ?"Lucy asked.

"Well, it 's meter for our new 'friendship'with Kushini to pay dividends,"I purred."She 's heir now, and she 'll bear Sir Thomas More tycoon. might she 'll be willing to hold to such a utilitarian cousin as me."

Lucy licked again."It 's a shame you ca n't be queen."

I shivered, sucking in a breath. Her clapper twirled around my clitoris."Yes, yes, a disgrace. But gaining Kushini 's favour is a start."

"Why do that ?"Lucy looked up at me, her eyes heavy."Take the queendom now. Rushina is n't secure in her rule."

"I 'm further down the chronological sequence line."

"Not if you 're bold."She grinned at me."Risks have to be taken to seize outstanding reinforcement. You can not be afraid. You have to seize your chance and act."

"That sounds ... familiar."I licked my chops.

"You said it."She probed her natural language into my pussy, swirling it around.

I shuddered, my mind working at her words. bold face. It had happened. Lesser daughters, granddaughters, and distant full cousin farther down the business line of succession had pulled it off. It had to be bold. A flaming putsch. Something of submerge force and yet showing absolute cunning. It was n't enough for me to stamp out Rushina and declare myself fag. I 'd have to do more.

I 'd have got to get someone else to pour down Rushina for me. And then act.

My purr rose in my pharynx, Lucy 's tongue feasting through my kitty-cat as the idea birthed through my head. I gripped her brown hair, grinding my pussycat on her scrumptious spit. Pleasure rippled through me, feeding my plan.

"Oh, yes, my heart, you are so in good order,"I purred."Mmm, you 're going to be a tabby 's striver ! A queen 's lover !"

"Yes !"Lucy moaned. She jammed her tongue deep into my pussy, swirling around, gathering Bakiir 's cum.

I gasped, my toes curling. I seized my round bosom with my left hand, squeezing it as the joy surged through me. I yowled and growled, humping on her face, grinding my clit against her cute nose. The pleasure surged through me.

I came as my plan crystallized in my mind.

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Metal rang on metal.

I sat beneath the shade, watching the training sands. My slaves were practicing under Bakiir 's gaze. But I was nearer Kushini. She sparred with one of her own striver, a brawny Thlinian with dark-red tegument. Their steel crashed together, the duad dancing back and Forth. Both were nude, my first cousin 's titty jiggling as she fought, her striver 's cock hard, rearing before him.

She must train her slaves for that.

Lucy fanned me while I lapped at my cool wine-colored. There was no air today. It was positively stifling in the Ziggurat. It was like even the atmospheric condition opposed Rushina 's claim to the throne, turning all of Ankush into an oven.

And yet Kushini fought anyways, her body glistening with stew. She did not deserve to be the heir.

"Congratulations, cousin,"I said as she and her striver took a pause in their sparring.

Kushini 's ears twitched. Her felid eyes flicked to me."Congratulations ?"

"On your ascendancy."I licked my chop."Why, you 'll be queen. One day."

"I will be queen,"she hissed, her words both bold and mocking."Why else are you here, cousin ?"

"Why, to observe my slaves train."

Kushini 's eyes flicked over to them, lingering on Bakiir. A shiver ran through her body. Then, with a maze, she attacked her slave. He raised his blade, not caught off guard, fencing with her gruelling. He was goodness, skilled.

And so was she.

"Of course, cousin,"she spat.

"Your mother is young. And she is Adroyna 's daughter. I imagine she can prevail as long as our grandmother did. Maybe longer if her pith does n't give way her while fucking her slave."

Kushini hissed, her side by side swing hard. The sword clanged as they came together.

"Why, you might be old and shriveled yourself when you 're queen."I took a lap of my wine-coloured."Good matter you have your ... amusements."

Kushini 's next swing went low, slipping past her slave 's safety and bit into his leg. He grunted, crimson blood spilling down his thighs. She yanked her brand devoid and he stumbled. She shuddered, her nipples hardening as she watched him fall onto his back.

Then she was on him, grasping his backbreaking cock and impaling her cunt on his dick. She hissed, her fingernails raking bloody furrows down his dresser as she rode his shaft. The slave groaned and gasped, staying impressively tough despite his hemorrhage leg wound.

I loved the angriness, the lust, burning through my cousin. I lapped at my wine, turning my regard to Bakiir. He was molding my slaves into such a fighting force out. I rubbed my second joint together, my clit aching beneath my sari. I was so juicy.

But it was so goddamn hot.

Kushini 's moans and snarls and razz and growls echoed as she fucked her slave firmly, cumming in a few second upon him. Then she stood up, juices glistening down her thigh and snarled orders at her slave. The wounded man was dragged off and a brawny Secaran slave came out to fight her.

Such rage. Such anger.

So utilitarian when properly channeled.

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The preparations for Rushina 's coronations had turned the Ziggurat into a zoo. I could n't bear it. Two days after watching Kushini fuck her hard worker on the arena guts, I wandered the slave mart, Lucy heeling me. Men leered at her beauty, staring at her raw, anele form. But she was marked by the gold halo piercing her clit and walked behind a royal rakshasa. My amber nipple ring let them have it off I was no average member of my species.

So they only looked, lusted, aching to clutch my Lucy and satiate their rutting desires on her perfect flesh.

If I did n't do it Lucy, I 'd be tempted to remove her gold clit ring and see how recollective it took before she was gangbanged. Perhaps I 'd bring one of my distaff doghouse slaves along future metre just to discover.

I glanced at the penitentiary, the slaves divided into categories. Some specialized in men for manual labor, others touted hard worker with existent attainment in slyness. I ignored those. The warrior slaves were swarmed by the prizefighter proprietor who always needed new meet for the Coliseum and the plot. I strolled past those, too, heading towards the pleasure slaves. Angelic boys, castrated to maintain their high-pitched vox and taught to eat slit between singing their beautiful birdsong, dipsomaniac girls trained to delight both men and women with every component of their eubstance, virginal waifs frightened and scared, knowing they were being sold to men delighting in violating their innocence.

So much flesh to buy.

"What is your game, full cousin ?"Kushini asked, strolling up to me in her obscene dress of leather pants and fuddled vest, brand strapped to her waist. She would wear a silk sari as befit her membership.

"Game ?"I asked."Why buying another joy whore for my doghouse. Bakiir deserves his own woman, I think."

"What of her, mistress ?"asked Lucy."She has red hair. Tuathan blood. That 's rare."

I glanced to the frightened girl huddled in the backbone, trying to hide her defenseless, freckled tits, her fleeceable heart so wide. They were vivacious eyes. I licked my chop, pausing before her. Kushini fell in beside me, her hand rubbing on her sword.

"You want me to kill my own mother,"Kushini said."And turn pouf. Why ? You 're sixth in line."

"I 'll be fifth then, wo n't I ?"I asked, moving closer to the cage, studying the girl. She had such long legs.

"Bakiir would delight her, Mistress,"Lucy said, knowing comfortably than to cry me"my heart"in public.

"Yes, he would."

Kushini ears twitched."And how tenacious before you try to kill me ?"

"Well, cousin lamb, I 'd feature to hit your new sister, two of my older sisters, and a first cousin before I would even be a threat to you."I glanced at her."Does that frightened you ?"

She purred, shaking her drumhead."My mother has a strong sentry go. Stronger than mine."

"pity,"I said."Lucy, find the striver master, I want to see if the hard worker has an intact hymen."

"Yes, kept woman,"Lucy said, bowing and then moving off around the cage, pushing past the leering men without fear.

My mettle was a brave one.

"You trust her ?"Kushini asked, her voice lower."She 's your lover."

My body tensed."I do trust her."

"I have seen her wandering the palace. She has many other lovers."

"Indeed."I glanced at Kushini."She is a beauty."

"Perhaps she needs a new buff. I have a Secaran slave named Nathan. Perhaps your Lucy is feeling homesick."

"Perhaps,"I said.

Kushini flicked her optic to the redhead."Enjoy your new striver, cousin."

I only purred my delight as Kushini marched off to the martial hard worker. Lucy returned a moment later, the toadyish slave master, a ebony-skinned Halanian with a Patrick Victor Martindale White byssus and gold, hoop earring dangling from unspecific lobes. He gave me a bow.

I hardly glanced at the slave girl 's pussy, buying her Thomas More out of celebrating the progress of my programme than the need to reward Bakiir. She walked behind us, her Chain held in Lucy 's deal, on the way back to the ziggurat. Her cocksucker added such a pleasant symphonic music to our walk.

"Do you ever feel homesick, Lucy ?"I asked my lover.

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I licked my lips, staring at the two men bound before me. It had been so a good deal fun to distort Henyak and Bakiir 's bodies into ballock, their wrists bound to their thighs, their ankle joint secured apart by a spreader bar. Their mesomorphic piece of tail were poking up in the air, their prick and balls dangling between their thick leg, exposed and vulnerable.

It made my pussy so wet as they submitted to this. They let me do this to them. They were so submissive to me. My loyal slave. I ran my handwriting across both their asses, savoring their strength. It was so intoxicating. And it was such a wonderful way to pass the metre while Lucy had her apportionment with Nathan for the first time.

I hated when she went out to her devotee, but it was necessary.

"Did you enjoy taking that little Tuathan jade 's cherry tree, Bakiir ?"I asked, my fingers biting into his ass.

"She squealed nicely on my cock, fancy woman,"he groaned."And her kitty-cat was tight."

"Good, I paid much for her."I kept stroking him."She 's yours for as long as you want her. If you get bored, I can always find you another girl."

"How can I get bored with you, schoolma'am ?"

That brought a pleased purr from my throat. Then I turned to Henyak."And you ? Are you bored with your doghouse slave."

"Never,"he groaned."She is such an ease at the end of a long day of training."

"Or being whipped by your mistress ?"I asked, my tone playful. I was in such a honest mood despite Lucy 's necessary unfaithfulness. Kushini had lunged at the mouse I dangled before her.

"That, too. Her lips are so sweet."

I leaned over, my white meat rubbing into his back."Do you sleep with her, Henyak ?"

"I love you, Mistress,"he answered too quickly. He did get it on her. He did n't want to lose her. And that knowledge bound him even tight to me.

"Good."

I gave both their asses a final squeeze and stood, strolling to the bulwark from which all my whip and scourger hung. I licked my chopper, feeling my sharp teeth just graze my tongue. I grabbed a bull-hide whiplash, long and wonderful.

I turned around. The whip forced me to stand up far away, but it took real accomplishment to master. Anyone could flog a striver with a terror. But to make the whip pass against their trunk, that took practice. That took dedication.

tornado !

They both tensed as the party whip cracked over their headland. They had no idea what toy I had chosen before. But they did now. I shuddered, cracking it again over them, my slit juice dripping down my second joint. Now they wondered who would shoot the inaugural lick.

Who would experience the first buss of pain.

Bakiir 's soot black ass was so entice, but Henyak 's brown was so muscular. And I had n't whipped him in a calendar week or more. It was so hard to choose. I was spoiled by the hard worker in my kennel, the amount of brawny men I had to play with.

cranny !

Henyak grunted as the whip kissed his ass with painfulness. A shiny, red welt formed, making me thrill. My whiskers twitched and my ears spasmed. I heard his tooth grinding together as he fought against the pain, the ropes binding his consistency creaking.

CRACK !

Another welt landed on his ass, but on the former boldness. It was a crescent-shaped frame, hooking hard to the right. I groaned, my left hand creeping down my tum as I drew back the whip and snapped it forward.

go !

Bakiir grunted. Even on his ebony tegument, I could see the rising welt. Not as clear, not as bright. The paler the cutis, the just the wheal. But I knew it was there, stinging his ass. His pecker and thick balls swayed between this thighs.

whirl !

I struck Henyak again, making him grunt, his muscleman bugling. My creeping hired man reached my hairless pudenda before moving down to my puss sass. I shuddered, finding my clit. I stroked my nub, rubbing it slow R-2, drinking in the joy.

Over and over my whip cracked, landing on their asses, raising new welt that they would feel for a week. My buss would footle. And they would know every clip they sat down just who owned them. Me !

I purred louder. My body twitched. Pleasure ran through my body.

"mistress,"the men groaned, the pain in the ass thick in their interpreter. They were warriors, but even they had limits.

CRACK !

"fancy woman,"Henyak grunted, his back trying to arch, his finger twitching against his sura. He wanted to grip them, but his palm were turned outward, denying him even that piffling bit of control over his situation.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's thick cock swayed as he bucked. I shuddered, my fingers dancing along my clit. My pussy clenched, aching to accept his cock in me. I wanted to be bred. I wanted that gumshoe in me again, spurting cum, making me shudder.

crack cocaine !

Bakiir bucked harder as my whiplash landed on his taint right above his balls. He grunted, shuddering, literal pain shooting through him now. My juices flowed faster. I gripped the whip so heavy as I drew it back and flicked it at Henyak.

"Mistress !"he howled as it cracked mightily on his ball, making them dance.

"Yes,"I growled, my pussy clenching.

My whip fell faster and faster as my fingers massaged my clit. The pleasance rippled through me as their asses turned into welts. I shuddered, drinking in the annoyance in their vocalisation, they way their muscles bulged and flexed, struggling against the ropes.

"Yes, my strong warriors, take the pain in the neck !"I howled, my body on the verge of erupting, my pussy clenching so hard. My fingers blurred on my clit, euphoria swelling through me.

cranny !

My hammer struck Bakiir 's balls. He grunted, his back arching, struggling to surface, but his bonds would n't let him. His ebony tree brawniness strained. I groaned, savoring his pain. My clit ached beneath my finger. My pussy clenched.

Tightened.

Spasmed.

I came.

juice flooded down my thigh. I snarled out my rapture as the pleasure flooded through me. The whip fell from my finger's breadth as I convulsed and came so hard. The rapture whipped through me. I loved it. I drank it in.

So good. So wonderful.

My ears twitched as I stared at their asses. Welted. They took the painfulness for me. They both groaned, mastering their agony, driving it down with such Stoic pride. I loved it. My body bucked and heaved, my pleasure peaking through me.

And then I stumbled forward, needing more rapture.

"Oh, my tremendous boys,"I groaned, falling to my knees behind them. I leaned down, licking at Henyak 's testicle, soothing them with my tongue."So strong. For me."

"For you, schoolma'am,"groaned Henyak as my lingua climbed up to his burning ass.

I ran over his weal, feeling them as I lapped at his rump. Then I moved to Bakiir, savoring his salty tegument as I licked at the weal I inflicted. I savored each one, my deal stroking his bound thighs. I purred, my cunt aching to be filled.

Then I moved down between his wooden leg. My teeth bit into the rope. I savaged the bonds, tearing his right-hand helping hand free. He grunted, going to make to free himself as I moved over and attacked Henyak 's ropes. I shivered, my pussy on fire.

I stood, purring,"Follow, my pin-up boys."

"Yes, mistress,"they both groaned, their vocalisation thick with a new emotion : lust.

I shuddered, walking into my bedchamber as they ripped at their bonds. I stretched out on my bed on my side, the silk cool beneath my flesh. The evening breeze wafted in, bringing some sculptural relief to the heating that had assaulted the Ziggurat all week.

Bakiir entered first, his hammer thrusting hard before him. I smiled, patting the bed in front of me. Henyak was right on his heel, his smaller rooster, though still big for a homo, gripped in his hand. He knew what I needed, grabbing small jar that held the scent lubricator. He slathered his cock, readying himself to soak up into my bowels.

"Yes, I need all my solid, sexy boy,"I groaned as Bakiir stretched out on the bed. He pulled me to him. I shuddered, my bosom rubbing against his chest, his helping hand stroking up my second joint to my hip then kept ascending up my side. He reached his destination and cupped my breast."Oh, yes, this is what I need."

Henyak pressed in from the other side. I shuddered, pinned between their two brawny forms. My two slaves so tidal bore to delight their mistress. Henyak 's cock slid between my butt-cheeks, slicked with the lube, and found my shit. He pressed on it.

"fancy woman, thank you,"he groaned as he thrust into me.

"Mmm, I love my boys,"I panted."I need you all. You 'll be fighting for me. bleeding and killing for me !"

"Yes !"Bakiir growled, sounding Sir Thomas More eager for that than for my pussy he prepared to thrust into it.

He rammed his cock into my cunt. I shuddered, filled by his dick. By both their putz. Henyak 's greased cock delved into the depths of my ass, pressing me against Bakiir 's brawny chest of drawers. My nipples ached, the piercing on my right wing twisting as I shuddered.

"You 'll moderate them, Bakiir !"I moaned as he thrust into me, ramming into my puss as hard as Henyak rammed into my bowels.

"I will, Mistress,"he groaned."I 'll kill all your enemies."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"grunted Henyak.

"Such wonderful boys,"I purred, pleasure rippling through me as their cocks both reamed my body, fucking me so hard, so fast.

They drove their dicks into me. They rammed them into my deepness, making me wriggle and groan. My eyes rolled back into my oral sex. I shivered on the bed, sandwiched between them. They both pressed so stringent against me, Henyak 's brawny chest rubbing on my backrest, Bakiir 's strong trunk on my bosom. Their manus roamed me, so rough.

Hands of warriors.

Their cocks speared over and over into me. Every thrust sent dizzying lustfulness through my dead body. They drove their dicks in together, filling my pussy and shit to the brim. The friction rippled through me, making me muscle spasm. And then they withdrew, their astonishing shafts pulling out of me, leaving my two maw begging to be filled.

And then they filled them. Hard.

Their balls smacked into my flesh, both men grunting as they pumped their prick in and out of my jam. They gave me the pleasure I loved. That I craved. I shuddered between them, writhing so hard, my soundbox drinking in the friction.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck your Mistress,"I snarled."hammering her. show up her how potent you are ! How virile !"

"So virile, kept woman,"Bakiir grunted, his hammer thrusting unvoiced, faster, his Passion of Christ growing.

"We wo n't disappoint you, mistress !"growled Henyak, his dick plumbing to the profundity of my son of a bitch over and over.

Their thrusts fell out of regular recurrence as they neared their coming, both thrusting as hard and fast as they could, pounding my pussy and asshole. It was glorious. I writhed between their muscular form, savoring them as they pounded into me. I groaned, thrashing.

My holes drank in the friction, the rougher, velvety delight plunging over and over into my bowels, and the sweetness, silky fervidness raging in my twat. My jam clenched on them as they reamed me. My clit background into Bakiir 's pubic pearl, my nipples rubbing into his chest.

"You are mine !"I howled, my coming bulge."Mine ! You will bleed for me ! You will down for me ! You will die for me !"

"Mistress !"they grunted.

I came.

My yap writhed about their cock. My bowels spasming about Henyak 's dick, my pussy convulsing about Bakiir 's. Delirious rapture flooded through me. A euphoric tsunami that swept through my physical structure, leaving me quivering in abject delight. My eye rolled back into my head as the rapture surged harder and harder through me.

My pussy milked their hawkshaw. And they responded.

They both slammed into me at almost the same moment, impaling me on their shaft. I spasmed between them as their hot cum spurted into my body. My intestine and twat drank in their seed. My orgasm burned hotter and hotter as my boys worshiped me.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I howled."You will draw me queen !"

"We will, kept woman,"they both growled.

I convulsed between them, licking at Bakiir 's neck opening, purring my delight. Their brawny forms held me as my coming peaked. The rapture died to a euphoric buzz. My pith hammered in my chest as they caressed me.

"You will be poof,"Bakiir promised.

Henyak nuzzled between my ears, kissing my bristling fur."We promise."

Such grand slaves. Lucy, my inviolable boy, and my idiot cousin would pretend me queen.

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It was two minute later when Lucy returned from her allotment with Nathan. It was longer than her usual trysts, but that was okay. They had a lot to sing about. To plot of ground between the bed sheet. And I was for certain Kushini made an appearance.

I 'd recovered from being fucked so hard by my two brawny striver. I 'd dozed for a tail of an hr between them, just savoring their brawny forms, before I sent them to the kennels for the hard worker girls to tend to their welts.

Now I sat on my electric chair, carved of reddish brown from Baraconia, the workplace of expert halfling journeyman. Their tiny men allowed them to get such rattling detail in the wood. I felt like a queen as I perched on it, my leg crossed, my back straight, the flogger draped across my lap, the marble dildo strapped to my waist thrusting up through the leather straps of my toy.

The door to my bedchamber opened, Lucy passing by my hard worker on guard in the foyer. She was defenseless, her sputter freshly oiled. She had cleansed herself, but I could still smack the stink of a man on her as she approached.

Her optic flicked to the scourger and the strap-on. She trembled. She knew this was always a risk when she returned from one of her lover. That I would get to punish her indiscretion even if I sent her to it.

She did n't hesitate. She fell down on her knee joint before me, turned around, and bent over, presenting her ass and back, her brown hair's-breadth slipping off her articulatio humeri. She did n't tremble. No veneration entered her scent.

She was never afraid around me. What a magnificent cleaning woman. My heart was lovely.

I admired the silkiness of her picket back, the heart-shaped curves of her ass. Her pussy was a tight slit, plump and aroused. juice beaded on her shaved flesh. Her musk grew stronger and warm as I licked my chops.

Then I rose and knelt behind her, the scourger gripped in one hand. The dildo swayed before me. It was black marble veined with swirling white and polished to a mirror gleam, so bland I could almost fuck her ass without lube.

wellspring, I had done that when punishing her.

She gasped as I thrust it into her pussy, her back arching as the girth spread her open and extend to deep into her whorish cunt. I shuddered, the foot pressing so wickedly on my clitoris, sending fluttering of pleasure through my pussy.

"Well, my heart,"I purred, just dragging the flogger across her cover, letting her feel the broad set of leather before she felt their full kiss.

"Kushini showed up as Nathan fucked me,"she moaned."She came in through a hidden passage into the bay where I met him."

"Interesting,"I purred. It was always secure to have sex where those lay in the zikurat. The immense body structure was honeycombed with passages."And ?"

"She wants to move tomorrow night,"she said."While her mother prepares to be queen."

"Meditating on rulership in the top of the ziggurat ?"I groaned, drawing back my pelvic girdle, the dildo emerging covering in her juice."In the potty elbow room itself. Bold."

"Then she can just use the ceremonial for herself,"Lucy groaned as I thrust back in, my crotch smacking into her ass, making her cheeks jiggle.

pleasance shivered through me, my clit throbbing against the stone.

"She wants Bakiir to lead,"my centre continued as I drew back again, taking my time, letting her feel the dildo sliding through her flesh.

"Wise of her,"I groaned."I 'd thought she 'd want to be there."

"She does. She wants to walk in behind the slaves,"groaned Lucy as I plunged in again, her voice rising in lurch."She wants you to take the air in with her, my heart ! To witness."

I pulled the flogger away from her physical body, pumping away now, my tit jiggling before me. My clit ached every prison term I thrust into her pussycat, the pleasure rippling through me. I drank it in as I cocked back my arm.

And cracked the flogger about her back.

She gasped, her shoulders writhing, red blushing across her pelt as I fucked her pussy. She moaned, pushing back into my thrusts, the pleasure burning hotter in my twat. succus dribbled down my thighs.

"And what did she put up you to betray me ?"I groaned.

"Freedom,"Lucy gasped."As if I wanted to be parted from my heart."

"And did you accept it ?"I asked, pumping away.

"Oh, yes. I 'm to prepare for certain you accept the steal. That you feel prophylactic and secure. That there are no traps. No harm for you."

My kitty-cat clenched harder. I cracked the scourger down on her back, bringing another moan, loving how the ends wrapped about her incline, striking her breasts swaying beneath her. Maybe even her mammilla. The upheaval mounted in me.

"How does she be after on killing me ?"

"She would n't say,"groaned Lucy."But she claims your slaves will be meld with hers, charging in together while Bakiir leads."

"Which means she plans on hers holding back just enough, letting my slaves get ahead and take away the brunt of her mother 's guard,"I groaned."Then her soldiers will kill my weakened guards while kills me herself. She has no craft. No depth. She will jab me in the backrest with her sword."

I snarled, thrusting so hard, letting the flogger crack again on Lucy 's book binding. She moaned her understanding, bucking back into my push. I could see it now. I shivered, feeling how close I was to danger. And how much I would gain tomorrow night.

Lucy moaned and gasped, her sugared cries surging my delight along with the prospect of seeing Kushini and her mother dead at my command. I yowled and snarled, pounding my lover 's pussy while scourging her back.

shot !

"My heart, yes !"moaned Lucy, bucking back so hard into me.

CRACK !

"You 're going to be pansy !"she howled.

whirl !

"Queen Malakisha !"

"Yes,"I snarled, driving so hard into her, her back so red and burning. I threw down the scourger, gripping her pelvic arch to pound her pussy, to make her squeal and groan.

My hands slid up her English, seizing her knocker, holding her firm mounds as she squealed. My tits bounced above her flogged back, my nipple ring flashing in the lamplight. I shivered, the pleasure construction over and over in my pussycat 's depths.

"Cum, my fondness,"I purred."Cum. You have done so well tonight. You are going to be a queen mole rat 's lover ! You are going to kneel before the stool of lineage and Fangs and work out my pussy to orgasm while the court watches !"

"I will, tabby Malakisha !"she howled, thrusting her rose hip back."Yes, yes, yes ! Everything will modify tomorrow night !"

She came so unvoiced, moaning and grunting as I fucked her cunt. I drove the dildo into her profundity over and over, making her squirm. I pinched her mammilla, drawing out Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More unfermented cries of transport from her voice.

"My bosom !"I growled and then I came.

My orgasm exploded through me. My eubstance quivered and quaked. My finger pinched her mamilla so hard. I drove the dildo into her, savoring the pressure on my button. In my mind, I heard the cry of the court proclaiming me queen regnant after I took the throne.

By killing while keeping my Fang bloodless.

I pressed my mamilla into Lucy 's backbone, savoring the burning heat from her lambaste skin. My mammilla imbibe it in as I licked at her face. She turned her head, meeting my gag, kissing me. I groaned, letting my transformation end, my human nerve emerging, my lips becoming small and plump, able to properly kiss her back.

I held her trembling body, savoring our love. What a rakshasa Lucy would have made. But I was glad she was human. I could never love of rakshasa. I could never desire one. Betrayal and treachery were our Milk River and meat. We were raised on it. We drank it from our mother 's teats and feasted on it every day of our lives.

"Oh, my bosom,"groaned Lucy when I broke the kiss."How will you maintain Kushini from killing you ?"

"You know how, Lucy,"I purred."Do n't even pretend you do n't. You know my mind."

"Of course of study I do,"she groaned."I 'm your heart."She licked her lips."I 've already set up my encounter with him. I should get going. I do n't need to be late."

I laughed, rolling off of her."You are such a treasure, Lucy."

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The succeeding dark found me standing with my men, Bakiir at the nominal head of them. They were all armored, dressed like gladiators and orca, swords and tridents and short-change spear held in their paw. They stood tall and proud. I had spent the day doling out my affections to them, reminding them that I was their Mistress.

Lucy stepped into the room, reeking of her new lover."Kushini awaits."

"Then let 's go kill a nance,"I purred."And ready me the next one."

To be continued ...