The Rakshasa 'S Affectionateness 1 : Rakshasa 'S New Slave


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

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with sunniness, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the pedestal, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable excitement shooting through my inwardness as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to sleep with this match, earnest cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather bloomers creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. sensory hair twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her chest, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her rich, dark peel, cupping a breast. The nipple ring piercing her right field nub glinted in the sun, marking her a fellow member of the royal household. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human char from the neck down. But her mind was that of an orange-striped tiger, savage and wild.

I played with my own mammilla pack, my spike flicking. A wet scabies swelled in my pussy at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscle ripple beneath his ebony skin, his foreland gleaming in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the white Sand of the area. Splashes and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still fresh from the last fight.

I breathed, my sensory faculty of sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human face appear in public. The mortification of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my status among the royal house for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted optic sparkling with lecherousness."Can you smell out him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my post, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a regal sari trimmed in Au that covered my left bosom and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a cocotte in soaked pant and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a shame. Such an open exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was second in line to the throne ! Two last away from being queen.

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

"You think he can defeat Henyak ?"I asked as queen regnant Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the front man of the box, still looking regal despite her age, her orange fur spotted with gray that gave her an air of dignity.

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

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

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

"His rake shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a powerful human, a indigene Naithan with browned skin. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with iron macho-man and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in deal. He was a champion, a man who had fought for year and age. 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 hope,"Queen Adroyna purred."putting to death him, and I shall shower you in gold, my darling Henyak."

"He 'll have to close his eyes to fuck her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned striver, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me naked, her skin glistening with expensive vegetable oil, filling the air with a endearing scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed malodour of the peasants crowding the stands, eager for their entertainment and relief from the grind of their pointless lives.

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

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran slave were so rarefied. That pale pelt was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her vernal face. I 'd owned her for three days, molding her into the perfect tense servant. I saw the dear in her dark-brown centre, the smile on her lip, her side delicate, farmed by her soft, embrown hairsbreadth.

She pushed my thigh apart, her fingerbreadth sending shudders up my body. My tenderness raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kisses on my human body as she moved up my second joint towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My heart, though none of my sister, first cousin, aunt, or even my granny could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my puss thrashing slave.

I shuddered as her backtalk found my shaved twat. They were so voiced and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussycat. Then her glossa flicked out, making my intact dead body shiver and a purr rise in my pharynx. My center were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

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

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the audio of my name drawing my attending from the fighters."What a hard worker he would make."

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

I did n't picture my wince. I was so activated, my blood boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So inviolable. He could break me in one-half. How scented it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to idolise my cunt.

Lucy 's tongue slid through my pussy plica and flicked my button. I groaned, my ears and sensory hair twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my nipple, twisting the dark nub. The prickling raced down to my hot pussycat, to my clitoris bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

"scratch it,"Kushini purred, her consistency so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her modest frock. She was so forgetful and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."battle !"

"killing him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the E. B. White gumption, rubble kicking up from his sandalled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue feeling so fantastic as she probed it into my catch. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste 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 sword swung, striking the trident. alloy rang as the men danced around each other, both their dead body rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every present moment of his powerful soundbox moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my result hand, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth deep into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with arm encounter, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

early princesses in the stands watched, some having torso slave devour their kitty or fuck their pussy, brawny slaves who would engender dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and fight 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 terrific tongue.

The beautiful little girl caressed my thighs as her spit slid through my folding and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my delight swelling in my profoundness. Delight 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 reverse from Bakiir 's sword.

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

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fasting, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My kitty clenched, my abdomen tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that wonderful aroma. Blood. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's olfactory property 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.

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

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

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

And came.

My twat spasmed. Juices flooded into Lucy 's hungry mouth. My heart lapped at the pick flooding out of my kitty. I shuddered, my tit heaving, my left beneath my sari, 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 slope, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the crew intellection. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to regain, to pull back, but the leaf blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the stock spurted. The ruby arched through the air. Kushini yowled so brassy, then roared out as her powerful climax wracked her lithe body.

The transport boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's stemma splashing across his dark bureau, adding vividness to that jet black trunk. I licked my spit across my chops, Lucy lapping up my succus gushing out of my pussy.

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

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

"Yes,"I yowled."auction !"

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

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

Her optic narrowed. She had been looking forward to fucking Henyak. Her smasher should be dry at her age, but she kept it lubed with Thomas Young men. The queen turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his enemy, breathing laborious, blood streaming down his wounded thigh. He faced the fairy.

"vendue, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat homo who ran the secret plan stepped out, his body draped in expensive gems. He had glutted on the amusement of the upper-case letter. He rubbed his chubby fingers together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

"Your Aug stateliness,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding outset at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a face over her shoulder joint, licking her chop shot. Her right handwriting rested on the hilt of her sword, fingering the pommel, an ivory tiger straits snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My fangs hungered for her pharynx. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would force me to waste my income for the month on this striver. I strode forward."You have honest sense of taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two calendar month. Her Panthera tigris auricle twitched. She gave me a thirsty smile."Yes, you do have good taste, Auntie Malakisha."

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

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

"1500 dupondius,"Kushini said, her face fungus twitching with amusement.

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

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

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

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

"Other ?"

Her vibrissa twitched."2000 dupondius."

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

"He is skilled."

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

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

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

"scraps from the docks."A delicious shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. search at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so proud. He maybe a slave, but he does n't think it."

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

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

anger flared in me. But I did n't surface to her affront. I did n't even twitch a whisker."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a tone."Though I considered letting you have him. How much Thomas More can you take up from your female parent before she grows angry with you."

Her sass curled back, baring Fang. 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 scent filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

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

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My pussycat burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood noncompliant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to bring around his wound. I wanted him completely and unblemished before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite slaves, yanked Bakiir 's thick arms into place.

His nerve was hard, center defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His thoughts worked behind his noncompliant mask, pondering how to escape. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as firm as him. And I had more hard worker in my dog house, early brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my keep. It was the favored division of my tail in the Zigurrat. iniquity and sweltering, the passion trapped in here. No ethereal balconies to enjoy the pot of the metropolis of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat energy. Not in here. The walls were undiminished stone. Black branding iron Chain hung from the roof, each ending in handcuff. From hooks on the wall hung my toy, all my flails and whip and paddles and crops. So many fun instrumental role to play with.

The manacles snapped exclude about Bakiir 's wrists, the locks clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them fuddled. Bakiir 's blazonry were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunting the brawn of his torso. His case flickered, feeling the mental strain in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his soot black form, feeling the hardness of his muscles. Stone. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his backrest to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

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

My kitty was so wet.

I pressed my naked genitalia into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his spinal column. I never wore clothes in my dungeon. No one did. This was a lieu of pleasure and infliction, and those were best have naked. My hands reached around him, my cunt growing Sir Thomas More and More juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his girth, my pussy clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his back again, sliding up his berm brand and making him groan. His dick twitched in my paw, curing, swelling, growing even prominent as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My mitt squeezed hard on the tip of his dick, crushing his pennant. My other manus found his lump, holding them."I asked you a doubt, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his balls. Hard.

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

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance midst in his voice. He 'd give me this, make me intend 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 lovemaking bite, letting him feel my fangs but not penetrating the muscles of his upper berth back."So answer my interrogation. Does this feel practiced, slave ?"

He shuddered, my hand stroking so fast, my thumb detrition that midst, spongy Crown."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you mean I would do to you here ? damage you ?"

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? pee you bleed and yaup ? That we eat you ?"I licked my lips."That 's so true. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The Father of the Church of my first girl. She might be queer one day. Does n't that commove you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your hawkshaw 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 putz pounding in my hired hand as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so often fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy dripping. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her centre staring up at me, shining with such dewy inflammation. Beside her knelt my two male person slaves, their rooster both heavy before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the chairperson. Lucy, my fondness, choose your instrument."

"Yes, schoolma'am,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small tits bouncing. They were such lovely breasts. My center flicked down to her compressed slit, her snatch freshly shaved and glistening. The gold halo 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 brown skin rippling. He was a aboriginal Naithan, his turncock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden hot seat in the niche and sat on it. His tool was so hard ; the shaft annulus tied about the root word made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

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

He groaned, weapon system hugging me. His firm mitt roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the various whips and flails, her slim rosehip wiggling with inflammation, her brown hair sweeping down her lithe back.

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

He stared at me, heart so hard."I do n't sleep together ... Mistress."

My twat clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hand squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his military strength. He was so solid. His script moved, one sliding down to ride my clit, the other to fumble my breast. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a slenderize riding craw made out of stiff horseshit leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging speech 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 jet black cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's dick, stirring his shot through my kitty. A wild waving of warmth washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his forehead as his body drank in the stinging infliction. Lucy had such a pixilated smile on her lips as she walked around him, her paw caressing his muscular body. She reached his prick, her blanch fingerbreadth wrapped about his ebony girth.

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

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his cock with her remaining hand and cracking the riding crop across his breast with the other. I purred at the stinging slap echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his rough finger rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

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

quip !

Her fingerbreadth rubbed the diadem of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your penalization 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, sleeve pulling at his chains as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can give you pleasure."She rubbed the decoration of her paw into the tip of his dark gumshoe, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can give you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

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

The crop swung hard.

quip !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's pecker. I loved watching my heart workplace. She was such a wonderful woman. So loving, so vicious, so eager to inflict pain for both our pleasures. I could keep an eye on her play for hours.

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

He gave me a rocklike look, full moon of all his unemotional person defiance. He would take every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never break, to never worship me, to never be my obedient slave like Thushin and Issanik.

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his rebelliousness. joy rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger rubbing hard band on my clit, but to a greater extent from this stiff, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was well-situated to fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful fair sex 's mouth locked about your cock, sucking so hard ... That was strong to fight. He shuddered, arms pulling against the irons as she bobbed her heading. I could hear her noisy sucking, my button throb, knowing how pleasant-tasting her mouthpiece was.

quip !

She cracked the crop into his chest as she sucked. It swished again over her head to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, nuisance and pleasure burning through his torso at the like time. I loved it. I smelled the salty odour of his stopcock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sugared juices down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her drumhead moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her picket butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown hair danced about her shoulder. And then there was his solid, coal black bulk, such a contrast between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's custody moved from my white meat and button. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny durability, fucking my snatch up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her suction mouth. The string rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The weal rose on his physique, St. Mark of pain while pleasure boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

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

The detrition was so wonderful.

CRACK !

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

Lucy moaned, bobbing her sassing 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 solid. But he wanted that release. His culmination ached to explode out of his nut and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to inundate her back talk. Her pussy !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony colossus into her soused slit. To pump away at her pale flesh."

"Bitch !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned kind are all bitches. Las 's befoul semen gave you only poison."

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a subspecies of all female person, needing males to feed our appetite for nuisance and turncock and cum. Needing them to procreate."He made something wonderful in us."

gap !

"Gewin 's mighty cock !"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, bellyache !"His eye glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to get it on me. You want to finger my cock in your bitch !"

fissure !

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

wisecrack !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his strap breast.

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

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

She 'd bit his hammer. Hard. Her pelvic girdle wiggled faster. The crop fell from her mitt to plunge them between her thighs. She rubbed at her cunt while Bakiir fought against the bother, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juice gushed from her pussy, splashing the stone story and flooding the keep with her Sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burning in Bakiir 's face, the pleasure reaching through my heart 's body.

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

"NO !"

His representative thundered through the room. My orgasms exploded inside me.

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

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony muscleman straining. The defiance burning through his limb. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged mellow and high-pitched through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small chest jiggling as she felt my face fungus kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled finisher and finisher to her unfermented cunt. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chop shot. My puss was on fire.

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

My thick knife rasped across her knock off flesh, gathering her confection juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her pocket-size breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her digit squeezing her nipple while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin plane. Cool air wafted in through my unfastened windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. brazier standing around the room burned sandalwood to keep the stink of the humanity from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juice melted on my spit. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my vibrissa rubbing on her second joint. delight shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive face fungus, so long and delicate, caressed her silken form. My ears twitched, drinking in her moans.

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

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

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

I lapped with angered thirst, my tongue lashing up and down her kitty. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and groan. I made her shudder in double-dyed delight. She humped so severely against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small white meat jiggling as she squeaked out her joy, her carnival human face burning with crimson 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 deepness. A rakshasa 's tongue was deep than a humans, like a Panthera tigris, rocky and teasing. It made her moan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedeck her in jewel, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as washy. You did not love hard worker. You did not love anything. human beings loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever get it on your quarry ?

But then I met Lucy. The first time I saw her crying in the slave pen, draped in ragtime, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breast and face, something kindled in my kernel. She was destined for the bagnio. Or to be sold as a doghouse slave to pleasure gladiators and fighters. But her middle met mine. Those soft, browned doe-eyes. The here and now I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That artlessness drowning in vulgarism. Innocence I could mold, material body, turn into a savage predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweetly Lucy. My nub. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those business firm, pocket-sized tits. Her moans echoed through the elbow room as she quivered and rock on the bed. Her brown hair broom across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart !"Lucy gasped."By the nance 's shriveled titmouse, yes !"

Her juice squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of mania. My whiskers twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry brim, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her body. I savored every drop of it. My hair rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my bitch growing so hot and juicy, bore to occupy her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waist by a leather harness, swung between my second joint. Its understructure rubbed on my clit, giving me a preference of delectation as I kept eating my beautiful marrow. I devoured her pussy. 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 chopper, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her browned eyes, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me honor you, my nitty-gritty,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my pussy. ass me intemperate ! Pound me ! Take your joy in me !"

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

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavour of her tegument. The heating plant beneath her. My bout breasts rubbed on her pale tegument. I was n't as glum as Bakiir, only a ample John Brown compared to his deep jet black, but it still was a luscious quite a little. My nipples ached as they caressed her human body, my teat ring twisting on my right-hand nub.

I licked between her titty. I paused, swirling my spit around her right-hand hummock. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rocky tongue swirled over her pink nipple. Everything about her was so pallid and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my phonation thick with primal hunger. I nipped her nipple with my astute fangs.

She gasped.

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

She knew only a little More 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 feast on every bit of her, use her to feed in every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her thighs locked around my articulatio coxae as my dildo plunged into her slit. Now her heart raced faster as joy surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my dorsum while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the clutch of my jaws.

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

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

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my button aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my snatch and through my body. My ears twitched as her fingers traced my sticker, sending tingles racing through my body. Driving my hips to sleep together her harder, faster.

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

My button ached.

My pleasance swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my nitty-gritty ! Oh, the tabby 's wrinkled ass, yes ! plow me ! Plow my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every thrust. The base of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My pussy clenched. succus dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bit, and I would savor her roue. I would junket on her.

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

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So hump. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her deepness. Her soundbox shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her mouth as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling embrangle flare-up from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the transport flooded through my dead body. Her hands held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our rage. Our love.

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

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barrier. Our trunk pressed slopped, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human being typeface. Her hands moved, touching my smooth cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

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

We held each other for a while, kissing, nuzzling, savoring the tactile property of each former. And then she said,"It 's been two mean solar day. Do you retrieve he 'll ever break ?"

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two days without cumming ... And the kennel are so noisy."Lucy gave a repellent giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their woman as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't know a man could go two years 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 Browning automatic rifle, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's cell as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his redhead. I bought the girl for him as a advantage. She lived in his mobile phone, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

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

"He 's so strong. He 'll hold for day 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 nose."But you 're not my slave. Not really."

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

"What ?"

"I have my allocation,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a wicked grin."He has to love that old, toothless female monarch 's dried-up pussy. He yearns for hot, mingy quim."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My whiplash hissed through the air and ...

quip !

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

"Beg !"

offer !

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

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

The whip hissed down at his back, his brawn so strain, his limb straining so hard.

cracking !

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

"Worship me !"

go !

"Serve me !"

offer !

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

He howled in virginal furor, line dripping from his wrists, the manacles biting into his flesh. The connexion of the chain footing together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whip across his back.

Another bleeding line appeared. Blood ran in hot run down his book binding, filling the air with that—

A fracture groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right chain ripped absolve the bolt anchoring it to the cap. With a Saul Bellow of passion, he whipped the heavy distance of metal at my head.

To be continued ...
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