The Rakshasa 's heart and soul
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New Slave
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with sunshine, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the rack, screaming their bloodlust as the new champion entered the blanched sands. I leaned forward in my butt in the royal box, a palpable fervour shooting through my eye as the prizefighter marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, dear full cousin,"Kushini purred, her ping tongue licking her furry chopper. Her leather gasp creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her breasts, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her ample, drear skin, cupping a white meat. The nipple mob piercing her right hand nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a appendage of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human char from the neck down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own tit ring, my ears flicking. A wet itchiness swelled in my kitty-cat at the hit, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new attainment. I could see his muscleman ripple beneath his pitch black skin, his question gleaming in the rough sunlight streaming onto the white littoral zone of the stadium. Splashes and kitty crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still fresh from the final fight.

I breathed, my sentience of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my man face appear in public. The mortification of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the outdoor stage would lower my status among the royal kinfolk for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tit, her slitted center sparkling with lust."Can you smell him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple halo. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a regal saree trimmed in atomic number 79 that covered my go forth breast and fell down to my mid thigh. I was n't a whore in plastered pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of superpower. No subtly. And she was second in line to the pot ! Two deaths away from being queen.

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

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

None had ruled longer than granny. 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 aunty before I was even a inkling in my mother 's eyes.

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

"Such a yummy attack aircraft,"Queen Adroyna said."So strong."

"His parentage shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a indigene Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather shoulder strap studded with iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in manus. He was a champion, a man who had fought for year and years. No longer even a slave.

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

"Such a promise,"pouf Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall lavish you in Au, my beloved Henyak."

"He 'll have to fold his eyes to get laid her old twat,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me naked, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed reek of the provincial crowding the rack, bore for their amusement and relief from the plodding of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't come along afraid at all. I caught a flashing of white. A smile. A mocking smiling as he flicked his sword and held onto his stave, wooden shield. His blade arm was clad in ring steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a breechclout, showing off his square body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, fancy woman,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran hard worker were so rarefied. That pale skin was so exotic. I made sure as shooting she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful face. I 'd owned her for three years, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the making love in her Brown University centre, the smile on her lips, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, Robert Brown hair.

She pushed my thigh apart, her finger's breadth sending shudders up my body. My affection raced. I petted her fuzz, loving her hot candy kiss on my flesh as she moved up my thigh towards my burning kitty-cat. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My spunk, though none of my Sister, cousins, aunty, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In public, she was just my pussy licking striver.

I shuddered as her sass found my knock off twat. They were so easygoing and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussy. Then her knife flicked out, making my total body shudder and a purr rise in my pharynx. My eyes were locked on the gladiator, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bold sureness 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 combatant."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't show my wince. I was so excited, my line boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So strong. He could offend me in half. How sweet it would be to see him on his stifle before me, begging to hero-worship my cunt.

Lucy 's lingua slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my ears and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my nipple, twisting the shadow nub. The tingles raced down to my hot puss, to my clitoris bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

"starting line it,"Kushini purred, her eubstance so tense now, her mamilla thrusting so hard from her small frock. She was so short and flyspeck, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her center."Fight !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"fairy Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's muscleman rippled as he moved across the White River littoral zone, rubble kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue belief so grand as she probed it into my cunt. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring groan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's shell, wooden sliver flying. Then Bakiir 's sword swung, striking the trident. Metal rang as the men danced around each other, 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 mighty body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left hired man, pulling my beloved slave 's utter deep into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with weapon system meeting, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

early princesses in the bandstand watched, some having body slave devour their kitty or fuck their cunt, brawny slaves who would multiply dominating daughters. Rakshasas who would claw and fighting and make the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a girl Bakiir would give me.

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

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

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

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her digit pulling on both her tit. She purred as tacky as me now."killing !"

She licked her chop as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fasting, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My coming swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. blood line spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that wonderful perfume. Blood. Coppery. Vital. life sentence. 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.

"Kill him,"moaned Kushini, on the scepter of orgasming from the fierceness alone.

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

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

And came.

My pussy spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's athirst mouth. My nitty-gritty lapped at the pick flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my teat heaving, my entrust beneath my sari, my right exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

"Las 's pecker, yes !"growled Kushini, shuddering beside me in orgasmic delectation.

Bakiir acted.

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

I shuddered, my purulent spasming so hard, ecstasy surging through me as the rakehell spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her powerful coming wracked her lithe body.

The ecstasy boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood splashing across his dark pectus, adding semblance to that ebony tree body. I licked my glossa across my chop shot, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! Auction !"

Queen Adroyna 's head shot to me, her graying pinna 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 king Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian slave, chieftain of the faggot 's escort. Her pass nodded as she looked at me."It has been three calendar month since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chop shot, my sexual climax peaking."I know, Grandmother."

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

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat man who ran the games stepped out, his body draped in expensive gems. He had glutted on the entertainment of the Das Kapital. He rubbed his chubby finger together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

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

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her base and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a feel over her shoulder, licking her chopper. Her justly hired man rested on the hilt of her steel, fingering the pommel, an bone Panthera tigris foreland snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My fangs hungered for her throat. That slit !"1000 dupondius."She would wedge me to emaciate my income for the month on this slave. I strode forward."You have practiced taste, Kushini."

"So do you, Malakisha,"she said, no breath of her smallness in her voice.

"1100 dupondius,"significant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was old than me by two months. Her tiger spike twitched. She gave me a athirst smile."Yes, you do make good taste, Auntie Malakisha."

I ran my lingua over my fangs. Oh, would n't it be dainty to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't evince weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was piffling. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your competition, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a length, but clearly at your command, proof that you were a cunning killer. A unfeigned predator.

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

"1500 dupondius,"Kushini said, her hair's-breadth twitching with amusement.

"You must really require to lick his dead body clean of Henyak 's blood,"I said.

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

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

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

"early ?"

Her face fungus twitched."2000 dupondius."

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

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her Word of God were matt, a hint of a growl rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd squander 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 quiver ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something extra. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so substantial, so proud. He maybe a slave, but he does n't conceive it."

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

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

choler flared in me. But I did n't originate to her abuse. I did n't even twitch a whisker."2600 dupondius."

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

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

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

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

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

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My twat burned as my new hard worker was chained into station. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to heal his wound. I wanted him unanimous and unblemished before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my preferred hard worker, yanked Bakiir 's thick arms into place.

His nerve was hard, eyes defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His view worked behind his defiant mask, pondering how to run. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more hard worker in my kennels, former brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the favorite office of my quarters in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No aerial balconies to enjoy the sight of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to look at away the heat energy. Not in here. The wall were unrelieved stone. Black iron Ernst Boris Chain hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the rampart hung my toys, all my flails and whiplash and paddle and crops. So many fun instruments to wreak with.

The manacles snapped close about Bakiir 's wrists, the lock chamber clicking into shoes. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunting the brawn of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the striving in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his ebony flesh, feeling the rigour of his muscleman. Stone. Unyielding. My finger slid down his back to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

"commodity,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder brand. He was so improbable as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his vertebral column. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my au naturel crotch into his ass, humping against him, my teat rubbing on his back. I never wore clothes in my keep. No one did. This was a post of pleasure and pain in the neck, and those were best go through naked. My hands reached around him, my snatch growing Sir Thomas More and to a greater extent juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his girth, my pussycat clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder blades and making him groan. His pecker twitched in my deal, hardening, swelling, growing even magnanimous as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My bridge player squeezed hard on the tip of his hawkshaw, crushing his cap. My former hand found his balls, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his testis. Hard.

He bucked, tooth grinding against teeth as he fought the hurting. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his strong muscle, prickling racing through his consistency. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... schoolma'am,"he said, the rebelliousness midst in his part. He 'd give me this, make me think 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 dear morsel, letting him feel my fangs but not penetrating the heftiness of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this feeling serious, slave ?"

He shuddered, my bridge player stroking so fast, my hitchhike friction that thick, squashy Crown."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you guess I would do to you here ? Hurt you ?"

He gave a barking laugh."I know how you Rakshasa 's mint with men."

"Oh, that we hurt you ? Make you bleed and howl ? That we eat you ?"I licked my sassing."That 's so true. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The sire of my 1st daughter. She might be faggot one day. Does n't that shake up you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your prick 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 pecker throbbing in my hand as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so much fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy dripping. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her center staring up at me, shining with such dewy excitement. Beside her knelt my two manlike slaves, their cock both unvoiced before them.

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

"Yes, schoolmarm,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my gist,"Lucy said as she rose, her belittled knocker bouncing. They were such lovely chest. My eyes flicked down to her tight twat, her slit freshly shaved and glistening. The gold ring piercing her clit, marking her a royal slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as much as me.

Thushin stood, his dark-brown skin rippling. He was a indigene Naithan, his turncock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the turning point and sat on it. His dick was so hard ; the pecker anchor ring tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get rest for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His cock brushed my slit. I shivered, my pelvis undulating, then I slid my cunt down his pecker. I groaned, his jibe spreading me heart-to-heart. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took more than and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong hands roamed my breadbasket, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the bulwark, staring at the several whip and flails, her svelte articulatio coxae wiggling with excitement, her browned hair sweeping down her lithe back.

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

He stared at me, eye so hard."I do n't cognize ... Mistress."

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's hammer. He groaned, his hired man squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his military strength. He was so solid. His hands moved, one sliding down to badger my clit, the other to grope my bosom. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his fount into my fur.

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

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his trunk tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His ebony cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's hawkshaw, stirring his irradiation through my pussy. A wild wave of heat washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitching crossed his brow as his eubstance drank in the stinging pain in the ass. Lucy had such a prankish grinning on her mouth as she walked around him, her hand caressing his muscular consistency. She reached his putz, her pallid fingers wrapped about his ebony girth.

"Mmm, did you like the kiss of my crop, slave ?"she asked.

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her left script and cracking the riding crop across his pectus with the former. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the room. I shivered upon my striver 's cock, his grating fingerbreadth rubbing at my button, sending such delight through me.

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

CRACK !

Her fingers rubbed the Crown of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your penalization and your reward,"Lucy purred, stroking his pecker faster. She leaned in, licking at the shadow welt rising across the muscularity of his chest.

He sucked in a breathing place, weapon system pulling at his Chain as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can feed you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her hand into the tip of his iniquity gumshoe, her wan ass wiggling."Or I can break you pain."

She bit his pap. Hard.

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

The crop swung hard.

chap !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my substance work. She was such a tremendous woman. So bang, so poisonous, so eager to inflict pain in the ass for both our pleasures. I could find out her play for hours.

"Do you want to idolize her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her stifle before him. She still stroked his huge cock."Do you require to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a rocklike feel, full moon of all his stoic defiance. He would take every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never demote, 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 knockout circles on my clit, but more from this strong, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's frontal bone furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to agitate pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful womanhood 's mouth locked about your cock, sucking so intemperate ... That was arduous to fight. He shuddered, arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her caput. I could hear her noisy suck, my clit throbbing, knowing how delicious her lip was.

CRACK !

She cracked the harvest into his bureau as she sucked. It swished again over her head to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and pleasure burning through his dead body at the same time. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his peter mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her scented succus down her thighs.

offer !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her promontory moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brownish hair danced about her shoulders. And then there was his self-coloured, sable bulk, such a contrast between the two.

fissure !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's men moved from my breast and clitoris. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny strength, fucking my kitty-cat up and down his hold prick. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

whirl !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her suck mouth. The mountain chain rattled and clinked. The riding harvest slapped into him over and over. The wheal rose on his material body, bull's eye of pain in the neck while delight boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, sultry mouth."My snatch clenched on Thushin 's prick. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, fast silk of my pussy burning around his dick.

The clash was so wonderful.

gap !

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

Lucy moaned, bobbing her rima oris so hard, sucking so noisily.

Bakiir grunted as the riding crop slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be strong. But he wanted that spill. His orgasm ached to break loose out of his testicle and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to flood her mouth. Her pussy !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony demon into her tight cunt. To pump away at her sick flesh."

"squawk !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned kind are all bitches. Las 's revolting 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 person to prey our appetency for painful sensation and hammer and cum. Needing them to regurgitate."He made something wonderful in us."

CRACK !

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

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

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

wisecrack !

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

crack !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his welt bureau.

"You are about to break open in her back talk,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his stopcock. The joy burned so hot through me, the clash sending delight rippling through me.

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll inundate her backtalk with my cum—"Pain burned across his font. He stared down in fury at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned working girl !"

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The crop fell from her handwriting to plunge them between her thighs. She rubbed at her kitty while Bakiir fought against the annoyance, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juice gushed from her cunt, splashing the Stone floors and flooding the dungeon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burn in Bakiir 's font, the pleasure reaching through my heart 's body.

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

"NO !"

His vox thundered through the room. My coming exploded inside me.

I drank in his rebelliousness. My pussy went wild about Thushin 's cock. He groaned, wanting so badly to swamp my cunt with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his cock bound by the ring. That made my sexual climax even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the delight shot through me.

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

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her modest breast jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, pearl thighs as I nuzzled closer and closer to her fresh twat. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chop shot. My pussy was on fire.

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

My thick tongue rasped across her shaved chassis, gathering her sweet-flavored succus. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her modest breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her nipples while I flicked her button piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet-flavored as she writhed on my satin sheets. aplomb air wafted in through my receptive windowpane, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to maintain the stink of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My spunk 's succus melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my whiskers rubbing on her second joint. joy shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive vibrissa, so long and delicate, caressed her slick flesh. My spike twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The female monarch 's dried-up cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, shower me in your sweet juices, my pith,"I purred between hot, thirsty licks."Shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with fierce hunger, my tongue lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and moan. I made her shudder in arrant delight. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her fair human face burning with blood-red passion.

I loved it. My pussycat was so hot as my glossa rasped across her pussy. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silklike profundity. A rakshasa 's natural language was thickheaded than a homo, like a tiger, boisterous and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedight her in precious stone, parade her on my arm, but my kinfolk would see me as frail. You did not get laid slaves. You did not make out anything. Humans loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever know your fair game ?

But then I met Lucy. The first of all time I saw her crying in the slave pens, draped in rags, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her tit and fount, something kindled in my inwardness. She was destined for the house of ill repute. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiators and combatant. But her eyes met mine. Those soft, brown doe-eyes. The consequence I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in filth. artlessness I could mold, bod, turn into a condemnable predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my mellifluous Lucy. My warmness. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those firm, small tits. Her moans echoed through the room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her Brown tomentum swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My spirit !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shriveled boob, yes !"

Her juices squirted out of her slit. A geyser of passionateness. My hair twitched in delectation as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her ecstasy. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot slit on my thirsty lips, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her soundbox. I savored every drop of it. My vibrissa rubbed into her thighs as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, eager to lease her.

My rosehip wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waist by a leather harness, swung between my thigh. Its base rubbed on my clit, giving me a taste sensation of delight as I kept eating my beautiful fondness. 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 Word. My cunt clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chop, gathering up her sweet-flavored musk. I stared up her level body, such joy burn in her brown heart, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me honour you, my mettle,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, dip that dildo into my cunt. Fuck me surd ! Pound me ! Take your pleasance in me !"

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

I probed into her bellybutton.

"My heart !"she squealed as I swirled around, tasting her travail pulling in her cute innie divot.

Then I licked higher. I loved the spirit of her cutis. The heat energy beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her sick cutis. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a plentiful Brown University compared to his deep jet black, but it still was a delicious sight. My tit ached as they caressed her flesh, my teat ring twisting on my flop nub.

I licked between her white meat. I paused, swirling my spit around her right mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough tongue swirled over her pink mammilla. Everything about her was so pallid and soft.

"Oh, yes, Malakisha,"she groaned, squirming, her belly rubbing on my nipples."Mmm, you spoil me."

"I love you,"I growled, my voice thick with primeval hunger. I nipped her nipple with my sharp fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my out-of-doors jaw seized her throat. My teeth pricked at her neck opening, dimpling her skin. I felt her heartbeat Ezra Pound through her pharynx. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more than pressure from my bit and I would rip out her throat. I could obliterate her, and no one would handle. She was my hard worker. I could junket on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

"My heart,"she moaned."shtup me ! Satiate yourself."

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

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

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

"My mettle !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, love me ! enthrall me !"

No fear. She felt my dentition and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my pelvic girdle hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my snatch and through my torso. My spike twitched as her fingers traced my spine, sending quiver racing through my eubstance. Driving my hips to fuck her harder, faster.

Our flesh slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her love and cacoethes. Her voice was so sweet. Our spicy and sweet-scented musks filled the air with peach. I breathed in her odour, our cunts, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My clit ached.

My delight swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the tabby 's wrinkly ass, yes ! cover me ! cover my cunt ! Cum !"

My joy swelled with every drive. The foundation of the dildo caressed my throbbing button. My pussy clenched. Juice dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would sample her parentage. I would feast on her.

I wanted to. My hip plunged faster. My tooth tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So enjoy. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her profoundness. Her trunk shivering beneath me. Her pleasance squeaking out of her lips as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my trunk. Her hand held me. Her second joint gripped me. Her groan sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her pharynx. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fangs. I shivered, letting my variety go, letting my man font appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My spike shrank, my wavy, black fuzz growing, spilling about my face as my back talk became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barriers. Our bodies pressed tight, holding each other as our sexual climax peaked. Only with her did I reveal my homo side. Her helping hand moved, touching my smooth cheeks, heart moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our nose together, wanting to purr, but unable to with man vocal chords.

We held each other for a while, kissing, nuzzling, savoring the feel of each former. And then she said,"It 's been two days. Do you suppose he 'll ever break ?"

"Yes,"I purred.

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

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

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

I laughed. Thushin loved his redhead. I bought the daughter for him as a reward. She lived in his cell, make to be used whenever he wanted.

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

"He 's so unattackable. He 'll hold for Day longer. And when he does relegate, 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 disgustful smile."He has to fuck that old, toothless poof 's sere slit. He yearns for hot, besotted 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 give her buff ?

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"Your peter looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his irons, sleeve outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale finger stroking his ebony cock.

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

"A week without cumming. How your dick must be backed up."I knew he would imprint me. Worth every dupondius I paid for him.

He spat to the position. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his tool with her mouth.

My whip hissed through the air and ...

wisecrack !

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

"Beg !"

wisecrack !

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

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

The whip hissed down at his back, his muscles so tense up, his arms straining so hard.

cranny !

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

"worship me !"

tornado !

"Serve me !"

CRACK !

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

He howled in thoroughgoing craze, blood dripping from his radiocarpal joint, the handlock biting into his flesh. The links of the chain terra firma together as he strained. A drip of dust fell from the cap as I cracked the whiplash across his back.

Another bleeding line of work appeared. Blood ran in hot rivulets down his dorsum, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right strand ripped resign the bolt of lightning anchoring it to the cap. With a bellow of rage, he whipped the laborious distance of metal at my head.

To be continued ...