The Rakshasa 's essence
Chapter Two : knife free rein
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chain hurtled at me, a gray-black blur. My rakshasa 's instinct snarled through me. My body sprang to the right. I hit the rough stone bricks of my dungeon 's floor, rolled hard. metal struck rock-and-roll with a mighty clang behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My heart !"Lucy screamed in scourge as I came up in a crouch, the fur bristling across my face and brain, my hairsbreadth twitching as I faced the enraged Bakiir.

Such strong point. He pulled free the deadbolt from the masonry. What a daughter he would breed in me. Despite the danger, or maybe because of it, my pussy was so wet as I stared at the enraged gladiator. That mighty pillar of ebony physique before me.

If I could tame him ...

"Mistress !"Issanik growled. My brawny Naithian slave surged forward to grapple Bakiir.

The Chain cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's English. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Ellen Price Wood groaned as he seized it to hold his counterpoise. But the shelf toppled. A rain of lash and scourges fell with Issanik as he hit the ground moments before the ledge slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood glacial before Bakiir, her soundbox vibration. Her eyes were encompassing with fearfulness as she stared up at the prizefighter. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and full of desperate Leslie Townes Hope. She needed me to write her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not hard, but enough to throw off her back and send her tumbling into the collapsed shelf. She coughed, clutching her tummy, hurting crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his left hand, still manacled to the ceiling, and pulled out the bolt of lightning justify holding the isthmus closed. The constraint popped assailable, freeing him. He flicked the chain in the Lapplander motion, striking Thushin 's upraise arms.

alloy cracked on bone. Thushin grunted, but kept charging in, aegir to protect me. He slammed into Bakiir 's body, the men grappling, stumbling back. Lucy coughed again, her cheek twisted with fear. She glanced at me, shaking her head.

"It 'll be fine, my essence,"I told her, rising.

My hands flexed as Thushin grunted, thrown to the ground by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the mountain range to beat him. He cracked it down, bringing a oink from Thushin. ivory snapped, my slave 's arm break as Bakiir raised the string again.

He wagerer not vote down him.

I strode from the way, my breast jiggling. Fire pumped through my veins and juices ran down my thighs. This was so beatify. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my dungeon and into my kennels, striding past the cages where others of my slaves peered out, the men grasping the bars.

"Set us spare, schoolma'am,"they growled, tidal bore to push for me."We 'll protect you."

Their kennel tart, the female person slaves I bought to please them, cowered in the back, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armory and wrenched it open, revealing the single-foot of blade and ax and maces and dagger, spate of armor of all chassis, the gear wheel to outfit my slaves. I grabbed a long-bladed dagger. It was triangular, starting as wide-cut as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like gunpoint. Valyan steel, finest quality, or so the merchant who sold it to me boasted.

I wheeled around and strode back to the donjon, licking my furry chops.

It was chaos when I returned. Lucy screamed in the recess, cowering as Bakiir whipped his chemical chain around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny slave still fought, Thushin cradling his broken arm. They struggled to come together in and impound him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's back, his estimable arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing hard. I gripped the obelisk, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the front, the brawn rippling in his flanks.

The chain cracked him across the face. He snapped back and hit the ground insensate, blood spurting from his nose. I breathed it in, the ruby scent electrifying my body. I tasted the coppery delectation in the air upon my tongue, shuddered.

With a oink, Bakiir threw himself forward and heaved against Thushin 's arm. My Naithan slave flew over Bakiir 's shoulder and crashed down on Issanik, screaming in pain as he landed on his broken arm. Bakiir stumbled, ending up on his manus and knees.

I moved.

Before he could rebel, I crossed the length, springing with the speed of a rakshasa. We were predatory animal, unlike humans. We did n't have to be trained to be killers, we simply were. A unmarried leap carried me behind him. I landed, the dagger moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the piercing border pressing in his pharynx. rip flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you find death, warrior ?"I asked, my left hand running across his bald capitulum, loving how smooth it was, how shiny in the torch Christ Within."Can you feel it quivering against your throat ?"

His boldness hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a yard times, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to steal away your life sentence. You 've fought so hard, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the tongue harder against his flesh. I could feel his pulse throbbing up the blade and into my manus, the frenzied beat of his life-time."So you have a selection. Let her kill you, or surrender to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the dagger placed against his throat. I let it slide, cutting into flesh above his windpipe. The taboo layer of his skin parted, stock flowing. I let him feel the promise of death as I moved before him. He was fix to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. ruby spilled over the brand, more ran dark down his chest. His arm cocked, ready to affect. I could see the computing. Could he swing his chain fast enough to kill me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My hand shot out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the scrap, but now he felt that feminine touch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasure rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his life pulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongelike tip, his dick throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the obelisk just a lilliputian bit harder, forcing him to travel his promontory back."Or you can surrender to the joy I can provide."

He did n't say a Son. Stoic superbia faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his body was scourged, even as blood ran down his body from the kiss of my whip. And yet his shaft was sending him that pleasance, that delight, that aching motive to erupt.

A need he 'd only get satiated if he surrendered.

All week he had fought against it. I had n't allowed him to cum. I had Lucy bring him to the brink over and over while he felt painful sensation. I kept him leap other meter, unable to touch himself while listening to my early striver rut around him with their kennel whores.

His will was iron. But even iron bent. Especially when heated.

"Just surrender into ecstasy and let death spare you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

He retreated from its edge. Death was no longer something he was prepared for. Not with his cock throbbing in my hand. He stretched out onto his back as I kept pushing with the obelisk, his wooden leg sliding out beneath me. I straddled him, my pussy on fire.

I brought my cunt to his heavy rooster, rubbing my twat up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his harshness, my pussy lips begging to steep every inch of his cinch. He was so big, so thickset. All my slave were hung, but him ...

He made them appear small.

I ran my leave alone hand up his whipped bureau, crossing the small wounds, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his muscles quivering. I kept the tongue pressed to his pharynx, sliding my puss up and down his putz, staring into his eyes.

"Death or ecstasy ?"I asked him, leaning over him, my tit swaying. I ground my clit harder into his dick, the pleasure rippling through me, my purr rising in my pharynx. My whiskers twitched. I hungered to tear out his throat while fucking him to death.

But that would be such a waste.

"What will it be, Bakiir ?"My clit reached the peak of his dick. I massaged the spongy head.

He let out a groan, his look twisting against the pleasure.

"feel how wet I am. You can be in me. You can jazz your kept woman. I 'll even let your seed spillage into me. You can be the founding father of my daughter. All you have to do is love me. worship me. Then you 'll experienced rapture. You 'll be pampered. I 'll founder you women. I 'll lift you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my rose hip, rubbing my clit across his cock 's crown, feeling it pulse and twitching.

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your throat and eat your heart and that will be it. No more than pleasance for you. No more hazard to fight back. No more proving your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his lips with my thick tongue, the pleasure rippling through me. My succus dripped hot from my cunt, making his dick more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. ecstasy or death."

He closed his center."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

"Mistress,"he said, his voice tight as it burst out of his pharynx."You are my ... Mistress."

"Mean it,"I groaned, my button throbbing on his dick. I rubbed harder."Prove you love me and revere me."

"I 'm your ... slave."A shudder went through him. Something changed in his centre. They widened for a minute, showing all of his Edward D. White."I am your slave, Mistress. I submit to you. Surrender to your pleasure."

I licked his mouth again, my tongue pushing past his lips into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my breasts to his flog chest, his gummy roue coating them as I slid my hips higher, the tip of his dick nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking kiss. My eyes widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His putz was so huge. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to take him, to swallow his cinch. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my bosom into his body. My teat throbbed against his whipped flesh.

I took more and more of his girth. I kept the obelisk pressed to his pharynx as my purrs grew garish, rumbling through my body. It was amazing. My kitty burst with pleasure as I sank all the way down his stopcock, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our buss, staring into his heart."Do you feel the wages for your service ?"I asked, my slit clenching on his putz."Do you understand what submission gives you ?"

"Yes,"he groaned, case twisting with pleasure. I felt his heart thundering in his breast as I undulated my hips.

His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown bosom streaked with his blood. His pectus was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet feel on my tits. My pussy shifted on his pecker as I slid into position, arm outstretched, knife at his bloody throat.

And rode my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't hump him intemperate or fast. I savored his giving up. Finally, he was mine. And I would enjoy every heartbeat of his cinch buried in my pussy that I could. I slid up him, squeezing severe with my kitty, drinking in the friction. I groaned, fighting the tan in my thighs, the ache in my brawn demanding I just transfix myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse thudding against the bound of the knife. His helping hand squeezed my ass then roamed my body. I savored his strong, calloused contact. His hands found my white meat, squeezing them as my hip moved, swirling and stirring his shaft through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging titty,"I groaned in pure delight."Oh, gods, this cock, my heart. This hammer is amazing."

"Yes, my heart,"Lucy said, still in the corner, her eyes wide, stunned by the savagery that happened. She hugged herself, tears running down her eyes."Amazing cock."

poor matter. She was n't a marauder, but prey. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the sentence to solace my Lucy. Now was the time to enjoy my victory. I shuddered, working my pussycat up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this dick in me. The girth was so thick, stretching my snatch open so wide. My cunt clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to abound out of me. To drown me in rapture.

My bosom jiggled in his strong deal. He squeezed them. His thumbs rubbed across my tit, sending joy shooting down to my snatch. He played with my nipple doughnut, twisting my flop nub, making me moan louder and louder.

I yowled and purred as I drank in the transport. I slid up and down his cock, impaling my cunt over and over on his cock. He stabbed so deep into me. So wonderfully deep. My pussy ached every clip I took him.

"Oh, yes, Bakiir,"I growled."Oh, you are such a warrior. Such a brawny man. You are so impressive. Never have I seen a man as telling as you."

His hands tightened on my cheek."Nor a woman,"he growled,"as strong."

I licked my chopper, my pussycat clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussy up and down his girth, my clitoris striking his pubic bone. Wild abandon filled me now, my orgasm building so fast, begging to set off through me.

So I did n't restrain myself. My head arched back, my hairsbreadth twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my rosehip twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of joy this dick had to extend. I pulled the knife from his throat, surrendering to the opening he would kill me.

I had to know. Was he sincere in his submission ?

"My schoolmarm,"he groaned, squeezing my tits so hard as his hips bucked up. He bounced me on his rooster."Seljan 's face fungus, you 're so tight."

"So hot and wet,"I groaned."I bet you just want to shed your seeded player in me."

"Yes !"he growled.

"It 's a privilege I 've granted to no other man. None have cum in my pussy. But you ... You have earned it. require your reward."

I slammed down his cock, my clit striking his pubic bone. sparkle flared through me, landing on the tinder of my orgasm.

flack flared to sprightliness. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rapturous Mary Jane rising to my creative thinker, smothering me in ecstasy. My pussy went wild about his tool, spasming hard as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our flesh smacking together again, more sparks exploding from my clit. His hands squeezed my tits so hard. Pain flare out from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the number 1 time. I had felt it in my ass and sass, but never my pussy. None of my striver had earned the right to cover me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so mighty. She would be roundabout, cunning. It would film all my force and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a queen she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the gods, breed your schoolmistress !"

My pussycat writhed, milking his spurting cock. I drank in the hot germ, my climax growing so hot. Ecstasy whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my snarls echoing through the dungeon. I drank in the rapture.

And loved it.

"My fancy woman,"he groaned as the final blast of his seed stroke into me.

"My hard worker,"I groaned, bringing the obelisk to my mouth. I licked at the insensate metal, tasting the deep red of his rake. A final shudder ran through my body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

I could see it in his centre. He had surrendered. He had realized my strength and submitted. I owned him. It was so intoxicate. I groaned as I rose off his gumshoe. His hot cum dribbled down my thighs as I stood over him.

"Help them to their doghouse,"I told Bakiir."Then pace into yours. The cell doorway are enchanted. They will lock. try out you are firm. And you shall be rewarded."

"mistress,"he groaned, rising, his bureau heaving as he stood. He went to the two men, Thushin cradling his broken arm, Issanik unconscious mind, maybe dead.

I moved to Lucy. I knelt down beside her, setting the obelisk on the stone. My back was to Bakiir. A wild shiver shot through me. What if it was an act ? He could try to drink down me right now. We would consume to struggle again.

Men grunted in pain."Got to learn me that trick you used throwing me over your shoulder,"Thushin groaned."Useful."

Bakiir grunted.

"It 's okay, my heart,"I told Lucy, caressing her tear stained impudence."I 'm alive. You do n't accept to be afraid."

"I thought he would kill you,"Lucy said, staring at me with her raw, Brown eyes."I ..."

"But he didn't."I nuzzled against her impertinence, lapping up her salty tears then rubbing my fur into the silk of her skin."risk have to be taken to confiscate great rewards. You can not be afraid. You have to seize your chance and act."

Lucy 's os frontale furrowed. Her eyes widened. She shivered and then she nodded, comprehension break of day."I ... understand ... my heart."

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling her again."Mmm, did he hurt you when he kicked you ?"

"Not badly."She rubbed her belly, her low knocker jiggling.

I purred out my pleasure and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my thigh. I grabbed my heart 's brown hair, pulling her face to my pussy."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to smack him shuffle with me."

Lucy did n't fight. She loved me too much to ever resist me. Her face nuzzled into my snatch. Her brown middle stared up at me. I shivered at the passion in them as her tongue licked through my cum-filled flock, gathering Bakiir 's jizz out of me.

It was so exciting to share this with her, the passion of a man finally worthy to multiply me. My middle raced as I undulated my pelvic arch, grinding my kitty-cat on her hot lips. Her tongue licked again, exploring into my folds, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

"How does he savour ?"I asked, my voice so throaty.

Her olfactory organ nuzzled my clit as she moaned,"Wonderful. So salty but mixed with your spicery. Mmm, and you know I love your spiciness, my heart."

It was tremendous to listen the throaty passion takings, to feel the stress melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do know how much you love it."

Her lingua licked again, flicking out and sliding through my kitty-cat. She brushed my clitoris, making me tremble. A new delight built in me, something gentler than the raging passion Bakiir 's shaft had churned through my cunt.

This was loving. Caring. This was the deepness of emotion my Lucy gave me. She did n't just worship my pussy, she loved it. Loved me. It sent such a warm tingle racing through my dead body, rising from my kitty-cat, making my toes curl, my nipples ache, and my heart beat.

"Oh, idol, yes, love me, Lucy,"I purred, her tongue probing oceanic abyss into my snatch."Always love me."

"Always,"she murmured, her natural language darting back into my depths.

She could n't progress to anywhere near as oceanic abyss, but she still could put forward up my kitty. She could still make me shiver and groan, my flesh clenching on her knife as the pressure swelled and swelled. Her gentle organ lapped through my astuteness, her lips nuzzling into my labia.

My clit ached as she swirled her natural language around it, caressing it. Her lips latched on, sucking hard. My entire body convulsed, my brown bosom heaving. I howled, licking my chops as I savored her tongue stirring the pleasure through my body.

"Oh, my warmheartedness, you subdued him,"she moaned between flicks of my clitoris."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

"You took that cock !"A shudder ran through him."Oh, that must have been amazing."

"Would you like to fuck him ?"A purring rough rumbled out of my throat."Of course you do. Mmm, you will."

She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and nibble and wet-nurse. Her men grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her lip as she feasted with such passion, making me tremble and groan.

She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her tongue into my snatch 's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me wild. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, brown hair. I ground on my Secaran slave 's lips, on my honey 's licking tongue.

And came.

rapture flooded through my body. I drank it in. I loved every moment of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her finger's breadth as my succus flooded her loving mouth. She drank them down as the heat from my orgasm made me feel so light.

"Oh, my tenderness, yes,"I groaned."Oh, gods, thank you for sending her to me."

Her fingers dug into my ass, her back talk sucking so hard at my convulsing pussy.

"Thank you !"

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The next day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training court of the Ziggurat. The swell, reddish level of the castle rising like massive steps behind me. Before me were the training sands, pristine white to exhibit off any rakehell spilled. It was hot, but two of my kennel whores stood on either face of me, their nude bodies oiled as they wafted great devotee of peacock plumage, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my thigh as I lapped at my cool wine, holding the all-encompassing saucer in my left handwriting. I wore my sari, my rightfulness breast on exhibit, showing off my gold nipple ring and status as a rakshasa princess.

Who else would sit here with hard worker in attendance watching the sparring ?

Bakiir was training my slaves, Issanik and Thushin in the lead. I had sent for non-Christian priest of Gewin to heal my striver after Lucy cleaned my pussy finally night. Issanik was close to death. The priest said he would hold died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me surfactant for Bakiir.

It was such a dainty to watch his oiled, naked body beneath the harsh midday sun as he led my early slaves through their steel forms. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the jewel among them. That ebony skin ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy bat my twat when my ears twitched. The auditory sensation of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling sweat and leather and Fe. Along with the fragrance of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My first cousin strode past me in leather pants, wearing her sword. The pervert strutted with a soldierlike swagger. Her mother should have drowned her as an baby instead of nursing her. So direct. So forceful. She did n't see how to use proxies. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-trained your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her seat on the other side of the small table, her striver spreading around her. She did n't contribute any fans but sat like the day 's heat did n't inconvenience oneself her."Only took a week."

I did n't rise to the shaft."You can not rush a master when forging a blade, neither can you rush a kept woman when breaking a slave."

"Break,"she said, licking her chopper."Is that why you had priests summoned to your kennel and workingman to your dungeon ? Because something broke ?"

I turned my headway, a smile growing on my muzzle. Not enough to bare my fangs. Oh, no, I would n't generate her that atonement."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You poor thing. Your pussy must just be dying for a really cum."

"My cunt is fed often enough,"she hissed back. Her handwriting falling down to her sword.

Disgraceful.

"Is it ?"I asked."You do have intercourse the man 's supposed to do the stabbing, not the woman. And with their cocks."

Her mitt pulled back from her sword."My men know how to wield their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slaves, an telling Thlinian with red cutis wearing a breastplate and greaves. She stroked his cock beneath it, the man 's cheek twitching, his armor creaking."Do n't you ?"

"Yes, Mistress,"the slave groaned, his cock tenting his loincloth.

"Are you going to have it off him right here to turn up a peak ?"I asked my cousin, arching an eyebrow.

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that little whore clout your kitty before me all the prison term,"Kushini said.

"Because you do n't want to get into this contest, cousin."I licked my chop shot."Look at the specimen my Bakiir possesses."

Kushini gazed out at the hard worker grounds. Her whiskers twitched."Oh, my. I had heard about Halanian men, but ..."

"Trust me, dear full cousin, you would suffer that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How much to rent him for the dark ?"

I gave her a knifelike look."rent ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

Kushini just licked her chops."That we are the lonesome two princesses in the palace with any real appreciation. None of the other harlot saw the value in Bakiir. But we did."

I gave her a studious looking. Was she broaching an alinement ? Interesting.

"Unlike your mother ?"I said casually. Rushina, Kushini 's female parent, was heir. If aged fagot Adroyna died today, Rushina would sit upon the throne and Kushini would be one step closer to the swag we all lusted for.

"Unlike my mother,"agreed Kushini.

"Why do n't you spar with Bakiir,"I told her."Practice your sword. See his skill. Then we can ... talk terms the satisfaction of your little pussy."

"While I 'm all hot and bothered ?"She laughed."You are cruel, cousin."

I took another lap of my chilled vino as she stood, my judgement considering the possibilities of an alliance.

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"How was Kushini ?"I asked Bakiir that evening when we entered my quarters, my cortege following. The fan girls moved with compliance to the kennel, knowing their place. My virile slave stood in the room, waiting for commands.

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her promontory off when Bakiir fucked my cousin-german. I could learn her through the paries as I lapped my wine on the preparation grounds.

"commodity. And the full palace heard her."Which was rattling. That would be useful."Issanik arrest, the relaxation, to the dog house. You did good today. Fuck your whores hard."

My brawny slave grinned at me, murmuring,"Yes, Mistress."

They were all so well-chosen, like lilliputian son eager to delight their mothers. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had girl. It would probably be so much easier if we had sons as well. Daughters were ... capricious.

"Bakiir, Lucy has been staring at your cock with such lust,"I purred, licking my chops.

Lucy shuddered, her fingers playing with her gold clit pack. She nodded her head, her eyes locked on the cock, still wet with my cousin 's juice. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so useful. Ideas bubbled in my mind.

"shag her !"

"Yes, kept woman,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, blench flesh of Lucy."She 's teased me enough."

"Oh, I did,"Lucy groaned, stretching out on my bed, spreading her thighs and showing off that shaved pussycat, her scratch still Virgin tight."I need that big, black prick in me, Bakiir. It was anguish for me, too, always sucking but never getting to live it in my pussy."

"And me, schoolma'am ?"Issanik asked. My brawny, brown-skinned slave knelt before me, his muscular body still gleaming.

"Lick my ass and finger's breadth my cunt while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

I turned away from him, staring at the bed as Bakiir grabbed Lucy 's thighs. He shoved her legs further apart, almost making her do the splits. But she was a limber little girl. She just moaned with a lustfulness I knew all too well. That putz was amazing. Her pale hands grasped his midst, ebony girth, bringing it to her pussy.

With a oink, Bakiir rammed his cock into her consistence. Her ivory form shuddered, her kitty-cat backtalk stretching so obscenely widely to take that girth. Her moan of delight made my heart beat so fast. It was so wonderful to give my making love this pleasure.

"Oh, yes,"she snarled, her thighs locked about his colored waist."Oh, fuck me, Bakiir. I 've never had such a immense cock in me !"

"Seljan 's beard !"grunted the Halanian brute, his brawny ass clenching as he drove his cock over and over into my lover 's pussy."Such a mingy bitch. divinity, you are hot and molten."

"And you are hung. Pater 's cock, yes !"

My pussycat dripped succus down my thighs as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his whiskered cheeks rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my SOB, his knife swirling around while his strong custody slid around my shank, reaching for my pussy.

Rough fingerbreadth found my snatch. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my bend, making me shudder in vestal pleasure. Then two heavyset finger's breadth penetrated my bitch. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, lie with my cunt !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty form, ramming his cock so deeply into her twat over and over."Just plow me."

"Enjoy him, my heart,"I purred, my rose hip swiveling, loving Issanik 's tongue lapping at my prick, his pipe organ swirling around my tuck opening.

He was such a subservient man.

"I am, my pith,"Lucy moaned."Oh, gods, I am. This stopcock ! It 's a godly cock ! Pater must be his father ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the pleasure shooting through me as I watched my adorable Lucy writhe beneath the wickedness slave. Their contrasting body heaved together as the pair writhed. Flesh slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

devising her chill and shudder.

It was so hot to watch. I licked my chopper again, trembling and groaning. My pussy drank in the plunge of Issanik 's finger, my son of a bitch delighting in his tongue. My eyes were so hot as they watched my slave and lover fuck.

"Take it, you little whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my hammer. Take it in your close cunt."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Lucy howled over and over, bucking beneath him."Flood me. Unleash it all in me."

I shuddered then gasped as Issanik 's lingua penetrated my prick. He jammed it into my bowels and swirled it around. My pussy clenched down so intemperate on his finger, the fires burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his tongue, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's heavy chunk thwacked over and over into my slave, so broad of his cum. I licked my chop again, staring at them. A hot tremor ran through my body. My asshole clenched on Issanik 's probing tongue.

"Cum in her,"I snarled."Cum in my Lucy 's pussy."

"Yes, yes, yes !"she howled. I had no estimate if she even heard what I said, so lost to her pleasure.

Juices gushed out of her pussy, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his multitude. She was so bantam, so frail, so devoid beneath the ebony slave. And yet she took his hefty thrusts. She took his cock without breaking.

And loved it.

"Cum in her !"I snarled.

"Yes, schoolma'am,"he growled and buried into her cunt.

He grunted and groaned while she squealed in let out delectation. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my kitty-cat just this good morning, that hot pleasure surging into me, spilling his seminal fluid through my womb.

Maybe quickening a girl in me.

I rubbed my belly, my twat clenching so hard on Issanik 's fingers. succus dribbled out of me. I trembled, watching Bakiir 's muscular back archway as he flooded my Lucy with all that yummy cum. A thirst growled through me.

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my heart,"mewled a satiated Lucy."He flooded so much cum in me. Even after fucking your cousin."

"She did n't let me cum,"growled Bakiir.

"No, only I let you cum,"I purred."The way it should be."

"Yes ... schoolmarm,"he growled.

"You are dismissed, Bakiir. I will make certainly you get the quality swing of heart and soul for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her leg were still spread wide, her kitty gaping unfold, the cockeyed SEAL ruined. Cum dribbled out, thick and salty. Its scent filled the air, mix in with her sweet musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your valor death nighttime, you may do it my ass while I lap my slave clean."

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of delight as I pulled away from him. I felt his worship as I moved to the bed, licking my chopper. Through lidded eyes, Lucy watched me, her deal playing with her bellybutton, her lowly knocker rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my hands and knees, crawling towards her. The scent of perfumed pussy and salty cum filled my lament nose. I leaned down, lapping my unsmooth tongue through her faithful. She squealed in delight, her body convulsing as my tongue lapped up the delicious mix.

"Oh, my heart,"she mewled, her manus sliding up to her small breasts, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The tidal bore slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my asshole polished with his spit, cook for his hammer. He placed that thick girth against my asshole. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he palpate like in my asshole—but he would still make me squeal as I lapped up all the yummy cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a voiceless cock rammed hard into my bowels. Balls smacked into my taint while his crotch slapped my ass. I shuddered, my motherfucker combustion around his cock. heat surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

"Oh, yes, my heart,"groaned Lucy, her hips humping against my furry gun muzzle."Oh, I love your spit in me. It 's the best."

"Mmm, and you taste so wonderful seasoned with such salty cream."

She gave a wicked giggle."There 's even more deep inside me, my heart."

"Let 's discover out."

Lucy gasped, her torso bucking as my longsighted, thick tiger-tongue reached so mystifying into her pussy. When I turned into a full human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my spit could make only half as deep into her confection deepness. It was so wonderful to feel so much of her pussy bulwark about my clapper, to feel her squirm and gasp and groan, shuddering in delectation as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her deepness. I savored it, gathering out the delightful jizz seasoned with her angelic emollient while Issanik plowed my asshole hard, grunting with every marvelous thrust.

Heat burned in my bowels as my slave fucked me. It met the excitement he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My orgasm swelled so hot and degenerate through me, my hips wiggling, bucking back into his powerful poke as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My philia,"she squealed, her pussy contracting as my rough tongue bathed her depths."Yes, yes, yes ! The king 's saggy tits and dried-up cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my bowels clenching on Issanik 's gruelling cock plunging so deep and hard.

"I love you so very much !"she howled, grinding against my gun muzzle, my whiskers rubbing on her hot thighs.

Juices dripped down my thigh, my kitty-cat growing hotter and hotter. The flaming raging in my bowels, sparked by my slave 's majuscule dick, rushed towards my cunt. An perdition roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my body with rapture.

My kitty-cat spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My orgasm surged rapture through me.

My bowel writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

He grunted, fucking me harder, driving his dick so deep and backbreaking into my asshole. to a greater extent and to a greater extent flaming burst from my ass, raging through my physical structure. I shuddered, my natural language lapping so fast and deep into Lucy 's pussy.

She squirmed and groaned. Her moan sang out through the room. She thrashed on the bed, squirming, groaning, drinking in the rapture. Her groan echoed through the room. Then she convulsed, her snatch going wild about my tongue.

"My heart !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the sweet flood of her slit cream as my orgasms rippled over and over through my body. My asshole spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting cock. My buckle down grunting, groaning as he pumped his prick over and over into my depths.

"Cum in her asshole !"howled Lucy."Do it ! Flood her ass !"

"Yes !"Issanik groaned, ramming his rooster into me.

And then I shivered, feeling my slave 's jizz pumped into the depths of my bowels. Hot and powerful blasts splashing against my asshole 's velvety bulwark. I groaned, my pussy still spasming, juices flooding down my thighs.

"Oh, my heart, you are such a treasure,"I groaned, pulling her body down the bed, my muzzle, soaked by her juice, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

"So are you,"she breathed as I opened my jaw and bit her neck opening. Not hard. I did n't fall into place her tegument, but I could feel her pulse. She did n't uprise scared. She knew I could kill her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not love her binding ?

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"Oh, that 's it,"I growled, Bakiir devouring my pussycat as he knelt before me in the donjon."Eat my pussy. You were such a naughty slave. Fucking Kushini."

Never mind I sent him to her and he brought me back her amber. I still savored punishing him. It was the one-third metre in the cobbler's last two weeks she 'd rented him. Already, rumor buzzed about Kushini 's whorish appetites for Bakiir. The early princesses sniggered behind her back.

The perfect cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my cunt so hard. His stiff mouth digging into my folds, his tongue thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his back. He grunted, fresh welt puckering across his spacious back. His men gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his sable grimace between my brown second joint. He was so strong. He could relegate me in one-half with informality.

But he was my slave.

His lips found my button. I groaned, drawing back the flail.

Lucy burst into the room."My marrow !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My words trailed off. She would not be in such a affright if her lover had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to seduce the slave of others in the royal family to watch closed book and spread my own disinformation.

Konayveh was world-beater Adroyna 's favorite boy toy, the maitre d'hotel of her bodyguard."What happened ?"

"fagot Adroyna is all in,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her slave. Konayveh said her gist gave out."

I smiled at the news of my grandmother 's death. Everything would change. And that intend chance."We need to make plans."

I stared down at Bakiir, his lips stained with pussycat succus. Heat surged through me. The actual fun was about to begin.

To be continued ...