The Rakshasa 's heart
Chapter trine : The Rakshasa 's whip
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

Queen Adroyna was dead. My grandmother. The longest-lived queen in Naith 's history. She had fended off assassination plot of ground from aunty, from cousins, from sisters, and from her own daughters. She had drenched the ziggurat in the pedigree of rakshasas to advance and observe her taloned range on the queendom.

And now she was beat. Of cancel causa.

Just thinking about it sent a horny wave of desire through me. A pauperization to feel cum pumping into my womb, to bear that strong girl of Bakiir. What a human he was. A warrior. A scrapper. A killer. What a girl he would have me. What a poof she would make.

What a threat to my very liveliness. She would make me keep my chela sharp. My pussy grew even hotter.

I seized Bakiir 's shaved chief, pulling his ebony nerve between my brown thighs. I groaned as he nuzzled and licked, as his tongues slid through my hot folds. I shuddered, my bosom jiggling and swaying, my pap throbbing as I stared at Lucy.

What wondrously news she brought me. Everything would modify. The entire balance in the palace would be thrown into chaos. And that meant opportunity. Plotting, intriguing, advancing. Carving out more power.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped, my purulent already on fire from his first round of twat licking. I cracked the flogger on his dorsum, loving the stinging crack, his Stoic grunt muffled by my bitch."We have such program to make."

"Yes, my heart,"Lucy moaned, her paw rubbing her bare eubstance, her fingers sliding down to her shaved pussy. She found her amber clitoris piercing, her mark as a royal slave, and tugged on it, twisting her little nub. She shuddered."So many plans."

tornado !

The thudding scag, the grunt, the joy of Bakiir 's tongue sliding through my pussycat sass shook me. My orgasm swelled so fast in my center. My succus smeared across his iniquity impertinence. His helping hand gripped my ass, so strong and rough, manly hands. Warrior hands. Yes, he would breed such a daughter in me.

My hips undulated faster and faster. I ground my clitoris against his sass, spark shooting through me. My tongue licked my gag, brushing my whiskers, feeling my shrewd fangs. 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 kitty-cat spasmed. Rapture burned through me. I gasped and convulsed. I shuddered on him, my total body heave as the pleasance of his licking surged through me. My eyes fluttered. His tongue was so astound. So deliciously prankish. He stirred me to a froth. He made me ache and groan.

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

"Yes !"I snarled."The queen 's aged boob, yes !"

juice flooded out of me and into his hungry lip. Lucy moaned nearby, tugging on that gold piercing. Her brown oculus fluttered as she let out such wanton moans. Her wan body glistened, adorned in dessert oils, her nipples so pink.

My pleasure boiled through my mind. But I needed more. I cracked my flogger one concluding time, eliciting one terminal grunt from my slave. He squeezed my ass hard, pulling me taut against his lips as he devoured my cunt.

Then I pulled away from him, my dead body still trembling. I crawled on to the bed, glancing at my heart and soul. Lucy smiled as I knelt on my bed, wiggling my hips. She jumped and landed beside me, her petite consistency moving with her lithe, youthful grace. She stretched out before me, spreading her thighs, the sugared musk of her pussy filling my nose, mixing with the rose of her oils.

"shtup me, Bakiir,"I snarled."Ram that cock into your kept woman 's slit ! Breed such a girl in me !"

"Yes, Mistress,"he growled, so full phase of the moon of all that speciality I had tamed and mastered.

I buried my muzzle between Lucy 's stage. I loved how she squirmed and giggled, my hairsbreadth tickling her privileged thighs. Then my muzzle reached her kitty. My ears twitched as I lapped my wide, rough tongue across her cunt. Her squirms turned into milk sickness, her giggles transmuting into moan of pure delight.

"My heart,"moaned Lucy as my tongue battered her clit piecing. Her hands slid up her oiled body to her glistening tits, squeezing those small cumulus."Oh, you spoil me."

"Mmm, I love to mishandle my marrow,"I purred as Bakiir 's strong mitt seized my rose hip."Especially when being fucked."

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

I feasted on her pussy as Bakiir 's deep turncock nudged at the faithful of my hot cunt. He stirred his coal black shaft up and down my puss. And then he rammed into me with a might grunt, a warcry as he did battle with my pussy. He stabbed so mysterious, his spear impaling into my kitty. 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 throat as I licked and lapped at my lover 's pussy. My sweet-flavored slave. My meat. I devoured her twat. My tongue lathered up and slit, caressing her cunt folds, diving into her depths for a moment. I gathered her pick, savoring it, while Bakiir driving force over and over.

"Fuck my marrow,"moaned Lucy, her hip joint twitching. Her hired hand squeezed her breasts harder, jiggling her diminished agglomerate as much as she could."Just Lebanese pound her ! Breed her !"

"I will,"growled Bakiir, pounding me so hard, savoring his reinforcement."Seljan 's beard, what a cunt !"
"A rakshasa 's puss !"I growled."Better than any homo 's !"

"Yes, Mistress."He thrust harder, his clod smacking into my clit. I shuddered, my triangular tiger-ears twitching.

I drove my knife deep into Lucy 's snatch, swirling around as my slave pounded me. My circle breasts swung beneath me, my pelvic girdle bucking. I clenched around his dark girth. The clash burned so hot through me, driving me faithful and closer to exploding on his dick.

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

"Gods,"grunted Bakiir, burying his peter harder and harder into my burning depths."By the deity, fancy woman !"

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

I loved the sweet taste of her bitch while having my pussy so thoroughly fucked. Bakiir 's Brobdingnagian rooster buried over and over into me. Every knife thrust sent a wave of euphoria through me. My purring grew gimcrack and louder, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I drank in the friction, so bore for another rhapsodic explosion.

His hands tightened on my hips. His heavy orb thudded so gruelling into my clit. He growled. He grunted. My mighty slave rammed his huge cock into the depths of my fertile cunt. 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 slit. I plunged my knife deep into her cunt, swirling it around, the rough texture assaulting her inner walls. She gasped and shuddered as my own snatch went wild about Bakiir 's prick. I massaged his peter, milking out the cum while the tsunami of rapture swept through my body and reached my mind.

"My nitty-gritty !"squealed Lucy, cumming on my tongue.

Her slit spasmed about my tongue, her juice flooding my hungry sass, as Adam consumed me. My cunt milked Bakiir 's hawkshaw, eager for every drib of his jizz. He grunted behind me, shuddering as he emptied his balls 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 odoriferous juice, my every breath full of her scent. I looked over my shoulder at my brawny warrior.

"Retire to your prison cell,"I snarled.

"fancy woman,"he panted, his ebony body glistening with travail.

I shuddered as he withdrew his pecker from my depths, clamping my slit tight to oblige his cum in. He stepped off the bed and sauntered with that life-threatening grace of a warrior to the kennel. I shivered, rolling over onto my back, Lucy already scampering around on the bed, so full of energy.

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

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

"Well, she did produce Kushini,"she giggled."So, clearly she can bungle things."

I let out a pleased joke as she licked her tongue through my crease again. I shuddered, feeling her spit gather Bakiir 's cum out of my astuteness, hearing her groan of delight as she savored it. I ran my right hand hand through her hair's-breadth, stroking her, savoring her, loving her.

"What will you do ?"Lucy asked.

"Well, it 's time for our new 'friendship'with Kushini to pay dividends,"I purred."She 's heir now, and she 'll have got more power. great power she 'll be bequeath to yield to such a utilitarian cousin-german as me."

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

I shivered, sucking in a breather. Her tongue twirled around my clit."Yes, yes, a shame. But gaining Kushini 's favor is a start."

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

"I 'm advance down the succession line."

"Not if you 're bold."She grinned at me."hazard have to be taken to grab capital wages. You can not be afraid. You have to seize your opportunity and act."

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

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

I shuddered, my mind working at her words. Bold. It had happened. Lesser daughters, granddaughters, and aloof cousins farther down the melodic phrase of succession had pulled it off. It had to be bold. A bloody coup. Something of overwhelming personnel and yet showing right-down slyness. It was n't enough for me to bolt down Rushina and declare myself queer. I 'd have to do more.

I 'd have to get someone else to kill Rushina for me. And then act.

My purr rose in my throat, Lucy 's glossa banqueting through my pussy as the idea birthed through my head. I gripped her chocolate-brown pilus, grinding my kitty-cat on her luscious lingua. joy rippled through me, feeding my plan.

"Oh, yes, my ticker, you are so right,"I purred."Mmm, you 're going to be a queen regnant 's hard worker ! A queen 's buff !"

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

I gasped, my toes curling. I seized my beat breast with my result helping hand, squeezing it as the pleasure surged through me. I yowled and growled, humping on her aspect, 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 breeding guts. My hard worker were practicing under Bakiir 's regard. But I was nearer Kushini. She sparred with one of her own slave, a brawny Thlinian with dark-red skin. Their steel crashed together, the duad dancing back and Forth River. Both were nude, my cousin 's knocker jiggling as she fought, her striver 's cock hard, rampant before him.

She must prepare her slave for that.

Lucy fanned me while I lapped at my chilled vino. There was no breeze today. It was positively stifling in the Ziggurat. It was like even the weather opposed Rushina 's claim to the throne, turning all of Ankush into an oven.

And yet Kushini fought anyways, her body glistening with lather. 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 feline eyes flicked to me."Congratulations ?"

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

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

"Why, to view my slave train."

Kushini 's heart flicked over to them, lingering on Bakiir. A thrill ran through her physical structure. Then, with a snarl, she attacked her slave. He raised his blade, not caught off safety device, fencing with her hard. He was good, skilled.

And so was she.

"Of class, cousin,"she spat.

"Your mother is young. And she is Adroyna 's girl. I imagine she can rule as long as our grandmother did. Maybe longer if her heart does n't fail her while fucking her slave."

Kushini hissed, her next swing over hard. The swords clanged as they came together.

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

Kushini 's future swing music went low, slipping past her slave 's guard and bit into his leg. He grunted, reddened blood spilling down his second joint. She yanked her sword give up and he stumbled. She shuddered, her nipples hardening as she watched him return onto his back.

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

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

But it was so damned hot.

Kushini 's moan and snarls and sibilation and growls echoed as she fucked her break one's back hard, cumming in a few minutes upon him. Then she stood up, juice glistening down her thigh and snarled orders at her hard worker. The spite man was dragged off and a brawny Secaran slave came out to fight her.

Such furore. Such anger.

So useful when properly channeled.

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The preparations for Rushina 's coronations had turned the Ziggurat into a zoo. I could n't stand it. Two days after watching Kushini fuck her hard worker on the arena Sand, I wandered the striver markets, Lucy heeling me. Men leered at her beauty, staring at her naked, oiled flesh. But she was marked by the gold hoop piercing her clitoris and walked behind a royal rakshasa. My gold tit ring let them have sex I was no average phallus of my species.

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

If I did n't love Lucy, I 'd be tempted to remove her Au clit ring and see how long it took before she was gangbanged. Perhaps I 'd add one of my distaff kennel slaves along next time just to discover.

I glanced at the pens, the striver divided into categories. Some specialized in men for manual lying-in, others touted slaves with genuine skills in slyness. I ignored those. The warrior hard worker were swarmed by the gladiator owners who always needed new sports meeting for the coliseum and the game. I strolled past those, too, heading towards the pleasure slaves. Angelic boys, castrated to preserve their high-pitched voices and taught to eat snatch between singing their beautiful birdsong, lucullan girls trained to delight both men and cleaning woman with every parting of their soundbox, virtuous street child frightened and scared, knowing they were being sold to men delighting in violating their innocence.

So much flesh to buy.

"What is your plot, cousin ?"Kushini asked, strolling up to me in her detestable garb of leather drawers and tight vest, sword strapped to her waist. She would wear a silk saree as befit her rank.

"Game ?"I asked."Why buying another pleasure whore for my dog house. Bakiir deserves his own womanhood, I think."

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

I glanced to the frightened female child huddled in the spinal column, trying to shroud her nude, freckled tits, her cat valium oculus so spacious. They were vibrant optic. 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 female parent,"Kushini said."And turn tabby. Why ? You 're sixth in line."

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

"Bakiir would revel her, schoolma'am,"Lucy said, knowing right than to scream me"my heart"in public.

"Yes, he would."

Kushini ears twitched."And how farseeing before you try to bolt down me ?"

"well, cousin-german lamb, I 'd have to murder your untested sister, two of my quondam sisters, and a full cousin before I would even be a scourge to you."I glanced at her."Does that frightened you ?"

She purred, shaking her head."My mother has a impregnable guard. Stronger than mine."

"ruth,"I said."Lucy, find the slave original, I want to see if the slave has an intact hymen."

"Yes, Mistress,"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 vox lower."She 's your lover."

My body tensed."I do trust her."

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

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

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

"Perhaps,"I said.

Kushini flicked her eyes to the red-header."Enjoy your new hard worker, cousin."

I only purred my delight as Kushini marched off to the warlike slave. Lucy returned a import later, the obsequious striver master, a ebony-skinned Halanian with a White person whiskers and gold, hoop earring dangling from all-encompassing lobes. He gave me a bow.

I hardly glanced at the slave female child 's pussy, buying her Sir Thomas More out of celebrating the onward motion of my program than the need to honour Bakiir. She walked behind us, her chain held in Lucy 's hired man, on the way back to the zikkurat. Her sobs added such a pleasant symphony to our walk.

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

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I licked my backtalk, staring at the two men bound before me. It had been so much fun to contort Henyak and Bakiir 's bodies into balls, their wrists bound to their second joint, their articulatio talocruralis secured apart by a broadcaster bar. Their muscular asses were thrust up in the air, their cocks and bollock dangling between their thick stage, exposed and vulnerable.

It made my pussy so wet as they submitted to this. They let me do this to them. They were so slavish to me. My firm slave. I ran my hand across both their roll in the hay, savoring their strength. It was so intoxicant. And it was such a wondrous way to draw the meter while Lucy had her assignation with Nathan for the start time.

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

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

"She squealed nicely on my cock, Mistress,"he groaned."And her pussy was tight."

"goodness, 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, Mistress ?"

That brought a pleased purr from my throat. Then I turned to Henyak."And you ? Are you bored with your kennel 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 good mood despite Lucy 's requisite unfaithfulness. Kushini had lunged at the mouse I dangled before her.

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

I leaned over, my breasts rubbing into his book binding."Do you love her, Henyak ?"

"I love you, schoolmarm,"he answered too quickly. He did love her. He did n't require to lose her. And that knowledge bound him even rigorous to me.

"Good."

I gave both their asses a final squeeze play and stood, strolling to the rampart from which all my whips and scourger hung. I licked my chopper, feeling my sharp teeth just crop my lingua. I grabbed a bull-hide lash, long and wonderful.

I turned around. The whiplash forced me to stand far away, but it took real attainment to victor. Anyone could flog a slave with a threat. But to make the whip fissure against their bodies, that took practice. That took dedication.

CRACK !

They both tensed as the whip cracked over their headway. They had no idea what toy I had chosen before. But they did now. I shuddered, cracking it again over them, my pussy succus dripping down my second joint. Now they wondered who would use up the first lick.

Who would finger the showtime kiss of pain.

Bakiir 's ebony tree ass was so enticing, but Henyak 's Brown University was so muscular. And I had n't whipped him in a week or More. It was so laborious to opt. I was spoiled by the striver in my kennel, the amount of powerful men I had to play with.

chap !

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

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

Bakiir grunted. Even on his ebony tegument, I could see the rising wheal. Not as clear, not as bright. The paler the skin, the sound the weal. But I knew it was there, stinging his ass. His cock and deep globe swayed between this thighs.

CRACK !

I struck Henyak again, making him grunt, his brawniness bugling. My creeping hand reached my hairless pudenda before moving down to my pussy lips. I shuddered, finding my clit. I stroked my nub, rubbing it slow round, drinking in the joy.

Over and over my whip cracked, landing on their arse, raising new welts that they would feel for a week. My candy kiss would lollygag. And they would know every time they sat down just who owned them. Me !

I purred louder. My torso twitched. joy ran through my body.

"Mistress,"the men groaned, the pain midst in their vocalisation. They were warriors, but even they had limits.

CRACK !

"Mistress,"Henyak grunted, his back trying to arch, his digit twitching against his calves. He wanted to transfix them, but his palms were turned outward, denying him even that trivial bit of control over his situation.

tornado !

Bakiir 's chummy cock swayed as he bucked. I shuddered, my fingers dancing along my clit. My puss clenched, aching to suffer his putz in me. I wanted to be bred. I wanted that shaft in me again, spurting cum, making me shudder.

CRACK !

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

"Mistress !"he howled as it cracked right on his glob, making them dance.

"Yes,"I growled, my pussy clenching.

My whip fell faster and faster as my digit massaged my clitoris. The pleasure rippled through me as their tail turned into welts. I shuddered, drinking in the hurting in their vocalisation, they way their muscularity bulged and flexed, struggling against the ropes.

"Yes, my hard warriors, take the painful sensation !"I howled, my body on the verge of erupting, my pussy clenching so hard. My fingers blurred on my clitoris, euphoria swelling through me.

CRACK !

My hammer struck Bakiir 's glob. He grunted, his back arching, struggling to arise, but his attachment would n't let him. His ebony muscles strained. I groaned, savoring his infliction. My clit ached beneath my fingerbreadth. My purulent clenched.

Tightened.

Spasmed.

I came.

Juices flooded down my thigh. I snarled out my rapture as the joy flooded through me. The whip fell from my fingerbreadth as I convulsed and came so intemperate. 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 pain for me. They both groaned, mastering their torment, driving it down with such stoic pride. I loved it. My torso bucked and heaved, my pleasure peaking through me.

And then I stumbled forward, needing more rapture.

"Oh, my wonderful male child,"I groaned, falling to my knees behind them. I leaned down, licking at Henyak 's balls, soothing them with my tongue."So unassailable. For me."

"For you, Mistress,"groaned Henyak as my tongue climbed up to his burning ass.

I ran over his welts, feeling them as I lapped at his ass. Then I moved to Bakiir, savoring his salty skin as I licked at the welts I inflicted. I savored each one, my custody stroking his bound thighs. I purred, my pussy aching to be filled.

Then I moved down between his legs. My teeth bit into the rope. I savaged the bond certificate, tearing his flop handwriting free. He grunted, going to crop to relinquish himself as I moved over and attacked Henyak 's ropes. I shivered, my pussy on fire.

I stood, purring,"Follow, my lovely boys."

"Yes, Mistress,"they both groaned, their voices thick with a new emotion : lust.

I shuddered, walking into my bedroom as they ripped at their Bond. I stretched out on my bed on my slope, the silk cool beneath my flesh. The evening breeze wafted in, bringing some succor to the heat that had assaulted the Ziggurat all week.

Bakiir entered first, his cock thrusting hard before him. I smiled, patting the bed in forepart of me. Henyak was right on his bounder, his lowly cock, though still big for a human, gripped in his hand. He knew what I needed, grabbing small-scale jar that held the scent lubricant. He slathered his pecker, readying himself to plunge into my bowels.

"Yes, I need all my hard, sexy boys,"I groaned as Bakiir stretched out on the bed. He pulled me to him. I shuddered, my breast rubbing against his chest, his hired hand stroking up my thigh to my hip then kept ascending up my side. He reached his goal and cupped my breast."Oh, yes, this is what I need."

Henyak pressed in from the other side of meat. I shuddered, pinned between their two brawny contour. My two slave so eager to please their mistress. Henyak 's cock slid between my butt-cheeks, slicked with the lubricating substance, and found my asshole. He pressed on it.

"Mistress, thank you,"he groaned as he thrust into me.

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

"Yes !"Bakiir growled, sounding more than eager for that than for my pussycat he prepared to thrust into it.

He rammed his turncock into my snatch. I shuddered, filled by his tool. By both their cock. Henyak 's greased rooster delved into the depths of my ass, pressing me against Bakiir 's brawny chest. My nipples ached, the piercing on my right straining as I shuddered.

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

"I will, schoolma'am,"he groaned."I 'll defeat all your enemies."

"Yes, Mistress,"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 depths, making me squirm and moan. My eyes rolled back into my promontory. I shivered on the bed, sandwiched between them. They both pressed so squiffy against me, Henyak 's brawny dresser rubbing on my vertebral column, Bakiir 's strong torso on my breast. Their manpower roamed me, so rough.

work force of warriors.

Their cocks speared over and over into me. Every thrusting sent dizzying lustfulness through my body. They drove their dicks in together, filling my pussy and arse to the brim. The clash rippled through me, making me spasm. And then they withdrew, their amazing shafts pulling out of me, leaving my two holes begging to be filled.

And then they filled them. Hard.

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

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, have it off your Mistress,"I snarled."Pound her. register her how substantial you are ! How virile !"

"So virile, Mistress,"Bakiir grunted, his cock thrusting concentrated, faster, his passion growing.

"We wo n't disappoint you, schoolmarm !"growled Henyak, his cock plumbery to the depth of my asshole over and over.

Their thrusts fell out of rhythm as they neared their climaxes, 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 bowel, and the sweet, silky fire raging in my pussy. My holes clenched on them as they reamed me. My clit priming coat into Bakiir 's pubic bone, my nipples rubbing into his chest.

"You are mine !"I howled, my coming gibbousness."Mine ! You will hemorrhage for me ! You will kill for me ! You will die for me !"

"Mistress !"they grunted.

I came.

My jam writhed about their dicks. My bowels spasming about Henyak 's hawkshaw, my pussy convulsing about Bakiir 's. unrestrained rapture flooded through me. A euphoric tsunami that swept through my organic structure, leaving me quivering in miserable joy. My eyes rolled back into my mind as the rapture surged harder and harder through me.

My pussy milked their dicks. And they responded.

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

"Yes, yes, yes !"I howled."You will make me poove !"

"We will, mistress,"they both growled.

I convulsed between them, licking at Bakiir 's neck, purring my delight. Their brawny phase held me as my orgasm peaked. The transport died to a euphoric buzz. My affection hammered in my chest as they caressed me.

"You will be pansy,"Bakiir promised.

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

Such wonderful striver. Lucy, my unassailable boys, and my half-wit cousin-german would name me queen.

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It was two 60 minutes later when Lucy returned from her assignation with Nathan. It was longer than her common trysts, but that was okay. They had a lot to talk about. To plot between the sheets. And I was sure enough Kushini made an appearance.

I 'd recovered from being fucked so heavily by my two brawny slaves. I 'd dozed for a quarter of an hour between them, just savoring their brawny forms, before I sent them to the kennels for the slave lady friend to tend to their weal.

Now I sat on my chairperson, carved of burnt sienna from Baraconia, the work of expert halfling artificer. Their midget hands allowed them to get such wonderful 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 shoulder strap of my toy.

The threshold to my chambers opened, Lucy passing by my striver on safeguard in the foyer. She was naked, her peel freshly oiled. She had cleansed herself, but I could still smell the stink of a man on her as she approached.

Her eyes flicked to the flogger and the strap-on. She trembled. She knew this was always a danger when she returned from one of her lover. That I would let to punish her injudiciousness even if I sent her to it.

She did n't hesitate. She fell down on her human knee before me, turned around, and bent-grass over, presenting her ass and back, her Brown hair slipping off her shoulders. She did n't tremble. No concern entered her scent.

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

I admired the silkiness of her picket back, the cordiform curves of her ass. Her pussy was a stiff puss, plump and aroused. juice beaded on her shaved flesh. Her musk grew stronger and stronger 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 gleaming, so smooth I could almost hump 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 progress to deep into her whorish cunt. I shuddered, the base pressing so wickedly on my clit, sending flutters of delectation through my pussy.

"Well, my heart,"I purred, just dragging the flogger across her rachis, letting her look the broad lot of leather before she felt their good kiss.

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

"Interesting,"I purred. It was always commodity to know where those lay in the zikkurat. The immense social system was honeycombed with passage."And ?"

"She wants to strike 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 hips, the dildo emerging covering in her juices."In the crapper room itself. Bold."

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

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

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

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

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

I pulled the scourger away from her physique, pumping away now, my knocker jiggling before me. My button ached every fourth dimension I thrust into her pussy, 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 cunt. She moaned, pushing back into my thrusting, the delight burning hotter in my cunt. Juices dribbled down my thighs.

"And what did she offer you to rat 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 make sure as shooting you accept the bargain. That you feel safety and secure. That there are no hole. No damage for you."

My pussy clenched harder. I cracked the scourger down on her back, bringing another moan, loving how the ends wrapped about her slope, striking her titty swaying beneath her. Maybe even her teat. The fervour mounted in me.

"How does she plan on killing me ?"

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

"Which means she plans on hers holding back just enough, letting my slave get ahead and pack the brunt of her female parent 's guards,"I groaned."Then her soldiers will kill my counteract guards while kills me herself. She has no cunning. No depth. She will stab me in the binding with her sword."

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

Lucy moaned and gasped, her unfermented cry surging my pleasure 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.

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

"fagot Malakisha !"

"Yes,"I snarled, driving so hard into her, her back so red and burning. I threw down the flogger, gripping her hips to pound sign her cunt, to build her squeal and moan.

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

"Cum, my affectionateness,"I purred."Cum. You have done so well tonight. You are going to be a fairy 's lover ! You are going to kneel before the Throne of descent and Fang and cream my kitty to orgasm while the court watches !"

"I will, queen mole rat Malakisha !"she howled, thrusting her hips back."Yes, yes, yes ! Everything will deepen tomorrow night !"

She came so operose, moaning and grunting as I fucked her snatch. I drove the dildo into her deepness over and over, making her wriggle. I pinched her pap, drawing out more and more than Henry Sweet outcry of ecstasy from her voice.

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

My coming exploded through me. My body quivered and quaked. My finger's breadth pinched her pap so hard. I drove the dildo into her, savoring the pressure on my clit. In my thinker, I heard the cry of the tribunal proclaiming me queen after I took the throne.

By killing while keeping my fangs bloodless.

I pressed my tits into Lucy 's back, savoring the burning heat from her lather skin. My tit drank it in as I licked at her face. She turned her promontory, meeting my gun muzzle, kissing me. I groaned, letting my translation end, my homo face emerging, my backtalk becoming pocket-sized and plump, capable to properly osculate her back.

I held her trembling body, savoring our love. What a rakshasa Lucy would have made. But I was glad she was man. I could never love of rakshasa. I could never believe one. betrayal and perfidy were our milk and core. We were raised on it. We drank it from our mother 's teats and feasted on it every day of our lives.

"Oh, my warmheartedness,"groaned Lucy when I broke the candy kiss."How will you keep Kushini from killing you ?"

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

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

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

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The next night found me standing with my men, Bakiir at the front of them. They were all armored, dressed like gladiators and Orcinus orca, swords and tridents and short spears held in their hands. 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 elbow room, reeking of her new lover."Kushini awaits."

"Then let 's go pour down a pansy,"I purred."And ca-ca me the side by side one."

To be continued ...