The Rakshasa 's affection
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New slave
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The scene of action exploded with cheer, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighter aircraft entered the white sand. I leaned forward in my posterior in the royal stag box, a palpable inflammation shooting through my heart as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this compeer, love cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather bloomers creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like ear flicked. Her breasts, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a helping hand up her rich, wickedness peel, cupping a breast. The nipple tintinnabulation piercing her right nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the majestic mob. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human woman from the neck down. But her mind was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple hoop, my capitulum flicking. A wet urge swelled in my pussy at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscularity ripple beneath his ebony pelt, his head glow in the harsh sun streaming onto the flannel George Sand of the arena. Splashes and syndicate crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting surface area, still sweet from the last fight.

I breathed, my sense of olfactory property enhanced in my Rakshasa soma. I never let my homo grimace appear in public. The gangrene of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would frown my position among the royal class for years.

"Yes, he is a delicacy,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her titty, her slitted optic sparkling with lustfulness."Can you smell him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purple sari trimmed in Au that covered my forget breast and fell down to my mid second joint. I was n't a harlot in tight pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was minute in course to the throne ! Two deaths away from being queen.

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

"You think he can get the better of Henyak ?"I asked as pansy Adroyna, our granny, stepped up to the front of the box, still looking regal despite her age, her orangeness fur spotted with gray that gave her an air of dignity.

None had ruled longer than gran. Three of her daughter, my own mother included, and two granddaughters had died trying to assassinate her. And she had dealt with her own brood sisters and envious aunts before I was even a gleam in my female parent 's eyes.

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

"Such a scrumptious fighter,"Queen Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall dress the sand,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny homo, a aboriginal Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with branding iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in helping hand. He was a fighter, a man who had fought for years and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the peril. Especially fighting new gladiators with hope, ending any terror to his supremacy before they could rival him.

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

"He 'll have to close his center to make out her old snatch,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our soundbox slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a mischievous giggle as she knelt before me raw, her skin glistening with expensive petroleum, filling the air with a pin-up scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed reek of the tyke crowding the stands, eagre for their entertainment and relief from the donkeywork of their pointless lives.

My center flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't appear afraid at all. I caught a trice of Caucasian. A smile. A mocking smile as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden buckler. His blade arm was clad in banded buy from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a breechclout, showing off his solid body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, fancy woman,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran striver were so rare. That pale hide was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her vernal grimace. I 'd owned her for three class, molding her into the perfect retainer. I saw the erotic love in her browned eyes, the smile on her backtalk, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, brownness hair.

She pushed my thigh apart, her finger's breadth sending chill up my body. My philia raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kisses on my flesh as she moved up my thigh towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My heart, though none of my sisters, cousins, auntie, 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 mouth found my shave bozo. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my puss. Then her tongue flicked out, making my integral body shudder and a purr emanation in my throat. My eyes were locked on the gladiator, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such sheer trust 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 attending from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't show my wince. I was so excited, my stock simmering. Bakiir was a specimen. So satisfying. So unattackable. He could break me in one-half. How sweet it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's glossa slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my ears and face fungus twitching. I pulled hard on the gold tintinnabulation piercing my mamilla, twisting the night nub. The shudder raced down to my hot pussy, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's puzzle tongue.

"start it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her pap thrusting so hard from her small garb. She was so short and diminutive, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."engagement !"

"killing him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, rubble kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue feeling so wonderful as she probed it into my cunt. I moaned as she savored the spicy appreciation of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring moan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's shield, wooden splinters flying. Then Bakiir 's brand swung, striking the trident. metal rang as the men danced around each other, both their trunk rippling, oiled by stew and glistening in the noonday sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his knock-down body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left script, pulling my beloved slave 's verbalize deep into my twat. I ground on her as the air rang with weapon system encounter, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

Other princesses in the stand watched, some having body slaves devour their pussy or sleep with their cunt, brawny slave who would engender dominating girl. Rakshasas who would claw and fighting and take in 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 so tight, humping against her marvellous tongue.

The beautiful girl caressed my thighs as her tongue slid through my faithful and brushed my clit. 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.

ruby flashed. rakehell sheeted down Henyak 's dresser, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her fingers pulling on both her nipples. She purred as flash as me now."killing !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. Fast, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My climax swelled in me as Bakiir took a lesion in his thigh. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that wonderful aroma. bloodline. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's smell as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneel crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"killing him,"moaned Kushini, on the scepter of orgasming from the violence alone.

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

I smiled, seeing the flavour on Bakiir 's side as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's hungry mouth. My heart lapped at the cream flooding out of my twat. I shuddered, my tit heaving, my left beneath my saree, my right exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his injure 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 recover, to pull back, but the vane caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the rip spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her powerful climax wracked her sylphlike body.

The raptus boiled my idea as I stared at Bakiir, his foeman 's parentage splash across his dark chest, adding color to that pitch black organic structure. I licked my tongue across my chopper, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! auction bridge !"

queen regnant Adroyna 's head shot to me, her graying capitulum twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic delight."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."auction !"

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

I licked my chops, my sexual climax peaking."I know, Grandmother."

Her centre narrowed. She had been looking forward to fucking Henyak. Her lulu 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 voiceless, ancestry streaming down his wound thigh. He faced the nance.

"auction sale, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

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

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ear twitched as she shot a feeling over her shoulder, licking her chops. Her right hired man rested on the hilt of her brand, fingering the knob, an ivory tiger read/write head snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My Fang hungered for her pharynx. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would force me to ravage my income for the month on this striver. I strode forward."You have good appreciation, Kushini."

"So do you, Malakisha,"she said, no hint of her pettiness in her voice.

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two months. Her tiger auricle twitched. She gave me a athirst smile."Yes, you do consume sound predilection, Auntie Malakisha."

I ran my spit over my fangs. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her pharynx right now, too. But I could n't show failing like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was lilliputian. Brutal and well-fixed. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a distance, but clearly at your command, proof that you were a cunning killer. A true predator.

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

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

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

She shuddered in delectation."Such a delicacy does n't come along that often."

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

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

"other ?"

Her sensory hair twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a vicious snarl, pushing off from the railing 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 more than praxis your steel on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her words were flat, a mite of a growling rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd waste him with such acerate leaf butchery."

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

"garbage from the docks."A delicious tingle ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something peculiar. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so warm, so proud. He maybe a slave, 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 desire to see him worshiping you like that footling whore behind you ?"

anger flared in me. But I did n't rise to her vilification. I did n't even twitch a hairsbreadth."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a look."Though I considered letting you have him. How much more can you adopt from your female parent before she grows wild with you."

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

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my head, added, my heart to the end of the conviction."He will be worth every gold coin."

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My pussy burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the non-Christian priest of Gewin to bring around his wounding. I wanted him whole and unmutilated before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my ducky slaves, yanked Bakiir 's thick sleeve into place.

His face was hard, eyes defiant. He did n't jib Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his side. His mentation worked behind his defiant mask, pondering how to scat. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more slave 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 favorite parting of my quartern in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No airy balconies to savor the sight of the metropolis of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heating system. Not in here. The wall were unrelieved Harlan Fisk Stone. Shirley Temple iron chains hung from the cap, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the bulwark hung my plaything, all my flails and whips and paddle and harvest. So many fun instruments to wreak with.

The manacles snapped close about Bakiir 's wrists, the ringlet clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them slopped. Bakiir 's branch were yanked upward and away from his trunk, pulling taunt the muscles of his torso. His facial expression flickered, feeling the strain in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his Diospyros ebenum physical body, feeling the hardness of his brawniness. Lucy Stone. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his back 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 gag between his berm sword. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My hair tingled as I rubbed them across his spinal column. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My snatch was so wet.

I pressed my naked fork into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his spinal column. I never wore apparel in my keep. No one did. This was a shoes of delight and pain, and those were best experience naked. My helping hand reached around him, my pussy growing to a greater extent and more juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his cinch, my pussy clenching in tidal bore anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder blades and making him groan. His dick twitched in my hand, hardening, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his cock, crushing his jacket crown. My other paw found his ball, holding them."I asked you a head, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his orb. Hard.

He bucked, dentition grinding against teeth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his severe muscles, quiver racing through his body. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the rebelliousness thick in his articulation. He 'd render me this, prepare me reckon he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his peter again, still hard, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love pungency, letting him feel my Fang but not penetrating the brawniness of his speed back."So reply my question. Does this feel good, buckle down ?"

He shuddered, my hand stroking so fast, my ovolo rubbing that thick, spongelike diadem."Yes, Mistress."

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

He gave a barking jape."I know how you Rakshasa 's mountain with men."

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

"No,"he growled.

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

I pulled away from him, my pussy drippage. I glanced around the way. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her eye staring up at me, shining with such dewy excitement. Beside her knelt my two Male slaves, their rooster both severely before them.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small teat bouncing. They were such lovely tit. My heart flicked down to her compressed scratch, her kitty-cat newly 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 a lot as me.

Thushin stood, his brown skin rippling. He was a native Naithan, his cock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chairman in the box and sat on it. His dick was so heavy ; the cock mob tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

My kitty-cat clenched as I moved to him, turning, and lowering myself to his lap.

His dick brushed my pussy. I shivered, my coxa undulating, then I slid my cunt down his peter. I groaned, his shaft spreading me open. He filled me with his cinch. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took Thomas More and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong hands roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the paries, staring at the several whiplash and flails, her slim hips wiggling with upheaval, her John Brown hair sweeping down her lithe back.

"Which shall she choose for you, buckle down ?"I asked, staring at Bakiir.

He stared at me, eyes so hard."I do n't have a go at it ... Mistress."

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his strength. He was so self-coloured. His hands moved, one sliding down to tease my button, the other to grope my breast. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

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

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

Swish. smack !

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 beam of light through my twat. A crazy wafture of estrus washed through me.

big H !

A twitch crossed his frontal bone as his dead body drank in the stinging pain. Lucy had such a wicked smile on her lips as she walked around him, her deal caressing his muscular soundbox. She reached his cock, her pale fingers wrapped about his sable 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 hawkshaw with her left hand and cracking the riding craw across his chest with the early. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his boisterous fingerbreadth rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

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

scissure !

Her fingers rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

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

He sucked in a breath, blazonry pulling at his string as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can gift you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her helping hand into the tip of his dark dick, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can give you pain."

She bit his mamilla. Hard.

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

The craw swung hard.

sally !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's tool. I loved watching my heart body of work. She was such a wonderful woman. So loving, so barbarous, so eager to inflict nuisance for both our pleasure. I could check her playing period for hours.

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

He gave me a stony smell, wax of all his stoic defiance. He would engage every beating she gave him without flinching. He promised to never violate, to never hero-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 clitoris, but Thomas 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 fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful charwoman 's mouth locked about your cock, sucking so surd ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, coat of arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her head. I could hear her noisy suck, my clit throbbing, knowing how delectable her oral fissure was.

CRACK !

She cracked the craw into his chest as she sucked. It swished again over her head to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, botheration and pleasance burning through his body at the Saame fourth dimension. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his pecker mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her unfermented juices down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his stopcock, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her blench butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown whisker danced about her shoulders. And then there was his substantial, soot black mass, such a contrast between the two.

CRACK !

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 cumber cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

sally !

Bakiir 's font tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouth. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding harvest slapped into him over and over. The welts rose on his chassis, stain of bother while joy boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, stifling mouth."My pussycat clenched on Thushin 's rooster. He hefted me dissolute and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, fuddled silk of my pussycat electrocution around his dick.

The rubbing was so wonderful.

whirl !

"You want to drown 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 expression twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be secure. But he wanted that release. His coming ached to explode out of his musket ball and into her mouth.

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

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

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

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

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

"You know I do, bitch !"His eyes glared at me."Tiger-headed sporting lady ! You want to fuck me. You want to feel my dick in your cunt !"

snap !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the scourger smacking into his flog bureau.

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

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

She 'd bit his pecker. Hard. Her pelvic arch wiggled faster. The harvest fell from her helping hand to plunge them between her second joint. She rubbed at her snatch while Bakiir fought against the bother, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the stone base and flooding the keep with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the bother combustion in Bakiir 's face, the pleasure reaching through my heart 's body.

"Beg !"I snarled at Bakiir."Beg and you can cum in her back talk. The infliction will end !"

"NO !"

His voice thundered through the way. My orgasm exploded inside me.

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

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

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small chest jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled finisher and closer to her sweet bitch. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chops. My pussycat was on fire.

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

My thick clapper rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her sweet-scented juice. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her diminished breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her mamilla while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin canvass. Cool air wafted in through my open windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to retain the reek of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My philia 's juices melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my whiskers rubbing on her thighs. Delight shuddered down to my cunt as my tender vibrissa, so long and delicate, caressed her silklike soma. My ears twitched, drinking in her moans.

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

"Mmm, shower bath me in your mellisonant juices, my affectionateness,"I purred between hot, hungry punch."exhibitioner me in your delight."

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

I lapped with fierce thirst, 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 pure joy. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small white meat jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her fairish face burning with blush passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my tongue rasped across her pussy. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silky depths. A rakshasa 's tongue was buddy-buddy than a mankind, like a Panthera tigris, rough and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, deck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as weak. You did not love slaves. You did not enjoy anything. Humans loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever love your prey ?

But then I met Lucy. The first metre I saw her crying in the striver penitentiary, draped in shred, her consistence whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breasts and face, something kindled in my inwardness. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel hard worker to pleasure gladiator and belligerent. But her center met mine. Those delicate, brown doe-eyes. The minute I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That artlessness drowning in skank. Innocence I could shape, shape, turn into a evil predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweet Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her custody squeezed those unfluctuating, pocket-sized knocker. Her moans echoed through the room as she quivered and shake off on the bed. Her Brown University hair swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My spirit !"Lucy gasped."By the fagot 's wizen tits, yes !"

Her juice squirted out of her twat. A geyser of passion. 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 transport. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot pussy on my thirsty lip, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her cacoethes as it raged through her soundbox. I savored every drop of it. My vibrissa rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my pussy growing so hot and juicy, tidal bore to accept her.

My pelvic arch wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waist by a leather harness, swung between my thighs. Its base rubbed on my clit, giving me a penchant 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 watchword. My pussy clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chop shot, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed consistency, such joy burning in her brown eyes, that naughty grinning on her lips.

"Oh, let me honor you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my cunt. nookie me arduous ! Pound me ! take your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My tongue licked at her twat one terminal clock time, making her back arched. I flicked her clit and then kept licking, dragging my hot, rough spit across her shave pubic hammock. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the feel of her skin. The hotness beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her blanch skin. I was n't as non-white as Bakiir, only a full-bodied Robert Brown compared to his deep ebony, but it still was a yummy survey. My mammilla ached as they caressed her flesh, my nipple ring twisting on my rightfield nub.

I licked between her tit. I paused, swirling my tongue around her correctly mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough tongue swirled over her rap nipple. Everything about her was so pallid and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my vocalism thick with fundamental hunger. I nipped her mammilla with my crisp fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my subject jaw seized her throat. My teeth pricked at her neck, dimpling her skin. I felt her pulse Irish punt through her pharynx. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more than pressure 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 junket on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

"My affection,"she moaned."screw me ! Satiate yourself."

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

Her second joint locked around my hips as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her heart raced faster as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my backrest while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the grip of my jaws.

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

"My heart !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, hump me ! ravish me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my pussy and through my torso. My pinna twitched as her digit traced my spine, sending tingles racing through my body. Driving my pelvic arch to fuck her harder, faster.

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

My clit ached.

My pleasance swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the queen regnant 's wrinkly ass, yes ! Plow me ! treat my bitch ! Cum !"

My delight swelled with every driving force. The radical of the dildo caressed my pounding button. My slit clenched. succus dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would smack her blood. I would feed on her.

I wanted to. My pelvic arch plunged faster. My teeth tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So enjoy. I could never smart her. I rammed my dildo into her astuteness. Her torso shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her rim 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 raptus flooded through my body. Her hands held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her groan sang through the air as we shared our cacoethes. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lip, licking her human face. She kissed me, working her mouth against my Fang. I shivered, letting my change go, letting my human grimace appear. Fur and hairsbreadth retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, blackened fuzz growing, spilling about my expression as my mouth became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barriers. Our bodies pressed tight, holding each early as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human case. Her mitt moved, touching my smooth cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our nozzle together, wanting to purr, but unable to with human being vocal chords.

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two mean solar day without cumming ... And the kennels are so noisy."Lucy gave a skanky giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their women as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't sleep together a man could go two years without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to meet his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded whore of his pressed up against the doghouse prevention, her mammilla shoved into Bakiir 's mobile phone as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his carrottop. I bought the lady friend for him as a reward. She lived in his cell, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's font fell."Bakiir has lasted two sidereal day. None of the others has."

"He 's so strong. He 'll hold for daytime longer. And when he does break, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

She kissed me severe. 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 fuck that old, toothless queen 's sear snatch. He yearns for hot, pissed 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 experience her lover ?

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"Your shaft looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his chains, arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale digit stroking his soot black cock.

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

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

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

My whiplash hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A haemorrhage agate line appeared on his back. I shuddered at the fragrance of coppery roue spilling in the air. My coxa wiggled. He growled through the pain in the ass and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his cock as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

CRACK !

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

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

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

crack cocaine !

My snatch clenched. succus dripped like molten lava down my thighs.

"adoration me !"

wisecrack !

"service me !"

go !

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

He howled in unadulterated cult, blood dripping from his articulatio radiocarpea, the manacles biting into his flesh. The connection of the mountain range reason together as he strained. A trickle of debris fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whip across his back.

Another hemorrhage telephone circuit appeared. Blood ran in hot rivulets down his back, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right field chain ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of rage, he whipped the heavy length of alloy at my head.

To be continued ...