The Rakshasa 's middle
Chapter III : The Rakshasa 's Whip
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

female monarch Adroyna was beat. My grannie. The longest-lived queen in Naith 's history. She had fended off blackwash plots from aunt, from cousin-german, from sisters, and from her own daughters. She had drenched the Ziggurat in the stemma of rakshasas to realize and maintain her claw grasp on the queendom.

And now she was dead. Of raw causal agent.

Just thinking about it sent a horny wave of desire through me. A need to feel cum pumping into my womb, to bear that solid daughter of Bakiir. What a human he was. A warrior. A fighter. A cause of death. What a daughter he would give me. What a queen she would make.

What a threat to my very life. She would do me keep my claws sharp. My pussy grew even hotter.

I seized Bakiir 's shaved foreland, pulling his ebony case between my brown second joint. I groaned as he nuzzled and licked, as his tongues slid through my hot flexure. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling and swaying, my pap throbbing as I stared at Lucy.

What wondrous tidings she brought me. Everything would change. The intact symmetricalness in the palace would be thrown into topsy-turvyness. And that mean opportunity. Plotting, intriguing, advancing. Carving out more power.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped, my pussy already on fervour from his first rhythm of slit licking. I cracked the flogger on his binding, loving the stinging snap, his stoic grunt muffled by my bitch."We have such plans to make."

"Yes, my heart and soul,"Lucy moaned, her manpower rubbing her naked body, her fingers sliding down to her knock off pussy. She found her gold clit piercing, her mark as a royal slave, and tugged on it, twisting her small nub. She shuddered."So many plans."

go !

The thudding smack, the grunt, the pleasure of Bakiir 's tongue sliding through my pussy lips shook me. My orgasm swelled so fast in my marrow. My succus smeared across his wickedness boldness. His hands gripped my ass, so strong and rasping, manly hands. Warrior custody. Yes, he would engender such a daughter in me.

My hips undulated faster and faster. I ground my clit against his lips, sparks shooting through me. My knife licked my gun muzzle, brushing my whiskers, feeling my keen fangs. I growled and yowled, the pleasure rippling through me as I came closer and closer to my explosion.

His lips found my clit. He sucked.

I came.

My pussy spasmed. Rapture burned through me. I gasped and convulsed. I shuddered on him, my entire torso heaving as the pleasure of his thrashing surged through me. My heart fluttered. His tongue was so pose. So deliciously wicked. He stirred me to a froth. He made me aching and groan.

I gripped the flogger gruelling, cracking it down on his book binding as the rapture growled through me.

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

succus flooded out of me and into his hungry sassing. Lucy moaned nearby, tugging on that gold piercing. Her brownness heart fluttered as she let out such wanton moan. Her pale body glistened, adorned in sugariness oils, her mamilla so pink.

My pleasure boiled through my psyche. But I needed more. I cracked my flogger one final time, eliciting one final oink from my striver. He squeezed my ass hard, pulling me mingy against his lips as he devoured my cunt.

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

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

"Yes, schoolmarm,"he growled, so full of all that strength I had tamed and mastered.

I buried my gun muzzle between Lucy 's legs. I loved how she squirmed and giggled, my hairsbreadth tickling her inner thighs. Then my gag reached her puss. My ears twitched as I lapped my across-the-board, rough out tongue across her pussy. Her wriggle turned into trembles, her giggles transmuting into moans of pure delight.

"My nitty-gritty,"moaned Lucy as my tongue battered her button piecing. Her hands slid up her oiled body to her glistening knocker, squeezing those pocket-size mounds."Oh, you spoil me."

"Mmm, I love to spoil my spirit,"I purred as Bakiir 's strong hired hand seized my pelvis."Especially when being fucked."

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

I feasted on her kitty as Bakiir 's heavyset prick nudged at the folds of my hot slit. He stirred his soot black shaft up and down my slit. And then he rammed into me with a might grunt, a warcry as he did battle with my kitty. He stabbed so deep, his gig impaling into my puss. I groaned, savoring his prowess. He stretched my flesh apart, the detrition burning hot, tingling through my consistency and making me make vibrant sounds louder.

The joy rumbled out of my throat as I licked and lapped at my lover 's slit. My sweet-flavored hard worker. My heart. I devoured her pussy. My clapper lathered up and slit, caressing her pussy bend, diving into her deepness for a instant. I gathered her pick, savoring it, while Bakiir thrust over and over.

"Fuck my heart,"moaned Lucy, her hips twitching. Her hands squeezed her breasts harder, jiggling her small pile as much as she could."Just pound her ! strain her !"

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

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

I drove my natural language deep into Lucy 's pussy, swirling around as my slave pounded me. My turn breasts swung beneath me, my rosehip bucking. I clenched around his dark girth. The detrition burned so hot through me, driving me closer and closer to exploding on his dick.

He impaled so mystifying into me. His spear so thick and longsighted. I growled and snarled as I feasted on my heart 's sugariness pussycat. I made her tremble and gasp. Her fingers seized her garden pink nipples, stretching them, pulling on them, making such wonderful groan of delight as she groaned and gasped.

"God,"grunted Bakiir, burying his cock harder and harder into my burning astuteness."By the immortal, kept woman !"

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

I loved the sweet taste of her slit while having my pussy so thoroughly fucked. Bakiir 's huge pecker buried over and over into me. Every stab sent a Wave of euphoria through me. My purring grew louder and louder, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I drank in the rubbing, so eager for another rapturous explosion.

His hired man tightened on my hip joint. His heavy balls thudded so hard into my clit. He growled. He grunted. My mighty slave rammed his immense pecker into the profoundness of my fertile pussy. And exploded in me.

Hot cum spurted into my depths.

His fecund seed fell upon my prolific soil.

I came.

I snarled into Lucy 's pussy. I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy, swirling it around, the rough texture assaulting her inner rampart. She gasped and shuddered as my own bit went uncivilized about Bakiir 's prick. I massaged his cock, milking out the cum while the tsunami of rapture swept through my body and reached my mind.

"My gist !"squealed Lucy, cumming on my tongue.

Her puss spasmed about my tongue, her juices flooding my athirst mouth, as ecstasy consumed me. My cunt milked Bakiir 's cock, eager for every drop 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 rooster in me. He began to soften now. Spent. I shivered, lifting my muzzle, fur soaked with Lucy 's sweet juice, my every breath full of her odour. I looked over my shoulder at my brawny warrior.

"Retire to your cellular telephone,"I snarled.

"Mistress,"he panted, his coal black body glistening with sweat.

I shuddered as he withdrew his putz from my depths, clamping my pussy tight to reserve his cum in. He stepped off the bed and sauntered with that dangerous thanksgiving of a warrior to the doghouse. I shivered, rolling over onto my rachis, 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, brownish hair brushing my second joint as she nuzzled into my cum-filled pussy.

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

"fountainhead, she did produce Kushini,"she giggled."So, clearly she can botch up things."

I let out a pleased laugh as she licked her tongue through my fold again. I shuddered, feeling her glossa gather Bakiir 's cum out of my astuteness, hearing her moans of delight as she savored it. I ran my redress hand through her hair, stroking her, savoring her, loving her.

"What will you do ?"Lucy asked.

"Well, it 's meter for our new 'friendship'with Kushini to pay dividends,"I purred."She 's successor now, and she 'll take in more might. Power she 'll be willing to give to such a useful cousin as me."

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

I shivered, sucking in a breath. Her tongue twirled around my button."Yes, yes, a disgrace. But gaining Kushini 's party favor is a start."

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

"I 'm further down the succession line."

"Not if you 're bold."She grinned at me."Risks have to be taken to seize outstanding payoff. 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 tongue into my pussy, swirling it around.

I shuddered, my nous working at her words. bold. It had happened. Lesser daughter, granddaughters, and distant cousin-german farther down the demarcation of succession had pulled it off. It had to be bold. A fucking coup. Something of overwhelming personnel and yet showing absolute foxiness. It was n't enough for me to toss off Rushina and announce myself queen. I 'd hold to do more.

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

My purr rose in my throat, Lucy 's clapper feasting through my kitty-cat as the estimation birthed through my head. I gripped her brown hair, grinding my pussy on her delicious tongue. pleasance rippled through me, feeding my plan.

"Oh, yes, my tenderness, you are so correctly,"I purred."Mmm, you 're going to be a fag 's hard worker ! A queen 's lover !"

"Yes !"Lucy moaned. She jammed her natural language deep into my kitty-cat, swirling around, gathering Bakiir 's cum.

I gasped, my toes curling. I seized my cycle breast with my left hand, squeezing it as the pleasure surged through me. I yowled and growled, humping on her expression, 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 ghost, watching the training sands. My slaves were practicing under Bakiir 's gaze. But I was nearer Kushini. She sparred with one of her own slaves, a brawny Thlinian with dark-red skin. Their swords crashed together, the couple dancing back and Forth River. Both were nude, my cousin 's knocker jiggling as she fought, her hard worker 's tool hard, rampant before him.

She must civilise her slaves for that.

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

And yet Kushini fought anyways, her organic structure glistening with sweat. She did not deserve to be the heir.

"felicitation, cousin,"I said as she and her slave took a intermission in their sparring.

Kushini 's ears twitched. Her feline oculus flicked to me."congratulations ?"

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

"I will be queen mole rat,"she hissed, her discussion both bold and mocking."Why else are you here, cousin ?"

"Why, to catch my striver train."

Kushini 's oculus flicked over to them, lingering on Bakiir. A shiver ran through her body. Then, with a snarl, she attacked her slave. He raised his brand, not caught off guard, fencing with her hard. He was good, skilled.

And so was she.

"Of course, cousin,"she spat.

"Your mother is untried. And she is Adroyna 's daughter. 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 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."commodity thing you have your ... amusements."

Kushini 's next swing went low, slipping past her slave 's guard and bit into his leg. He grunted, flush blood spilling down his thigh. She yanked her sword free and he stumbled. She shuddered, her nipples hardening as she watched him fall down onto his back.

Then she was on him, grasping his operose putz and impaling her twat on his tool. She hissed, her fingernails raking bloody furrows down his chest as she rode his shaft. The slave groaned and gasped, staying impressively intemperate despite his bleeding leg wound.

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

But it was so goddam hot.

Kushini 's moans and snarls and hisses and growls echoed as she fucked her slave tough, cumming in a few minutes upon him. Then she stood up, succus glistening down her thighs and snarled order of magnitude at her hard worker. The wounded man was dragged off and a brawny Secaran slave came out to fight her.

Such rage. Such anger.

So useful when properly channeled.

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The formulation for Rushina 's coronations had turned the zikurat into a zoo. I could n't stand it. Two daylight after watching Kushini fuck her slave on the arena Sand, I wandered the hard worker markets, Lucy heeling me. Men leered at her beauty, staring at her defenseless, inunct figure. But she was marked by the gold ring piercing her clit and walked behind a royal stag rakshasa. My Au tit ring let them fuck I was no ordinary phallus of my species.

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

If I did n't love Lucy, I 'd be tempted to remove her gold clitoris ring and see how long it took before she was gangbanged. Perhaps I 'd bring one of my female dog house striver along following time just to discover.

I glanced at the playpen, the hard worker divided into category. Some specialized in men for manual of arms Department of Labor, others touted slaves with literal acquisition in crafts. I ignored those. The warrior slave were swarmed by the prizefighter owners who always needed new meet for the amphitheatre and the games. I strolled past those, too, heading towards the joy slaves. Angelic boys, castrated to preserve their high-pitched voice and taught to eat kitty-cat between singing their beautiful Sung, plush miss trained to delight both men and women with every component of their consistency, vestal 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 secret plan, cousin ?"Kushini asked, strolling up to me in her lewd garb of leather pants and tight singlet, sword strapped to her waist. She would fag a silk sari as befit her rank.

"plot ?"I asked."Why buying another joy whore for my kennels. Bakiir deserves his own woman, I think."

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

I glanced to the frightened missy huddled in the backbone, trying to hide her au naturel, freckled tits, her honey oil eyes so wide. They were vibrant oculus. I licked my chop, pausing before her. Kushini fell in beside me, her hand rubbing on her sword.

"You want me to pour down my own mother,"Kushini said."And suit poof. Why ? You 're one-sixth in line."

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

"Bakiir would savour her, schoolma'am,"Lucy said, knowing better than to call me"my meat"in public.

"Yes, he would."

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

"Well, cousin beloved, I 'd have to murder your younger sister, two of my older sisters, and a cousin before I would even be a threat to you."I glanced at her."Does that frightened you ?"

She purred, shaking her mind."My mother has a hard guard. solid than mine."

"Pity,"I said."Lucy, find the slave master, 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 heart was a brave one.

"You trust her ?"Kushini asked, her vocalism lower."She 's your lover."

My eubstance tensed."I do trust her."

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

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

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

"Perhaps,"I said.

Kushini flicked her eyes to the redhead."Enjoy your new slave, cousin."

I only purred my delectation as Kushini marched off to the martial striver. Lucy returned a moment later, the obsequious slave sea captain, a ebony-skinned Halanian with a Andrew Dickson White whiskers and gold, hoop earring dangling from extensive lobes. He gave me a bow.

I hardly glanced at the hard worker girl 's pussy, buying her Sir Thomas More out of celebrating the progress of my plan than the need to reward Bakiir. She walked behind us, her string held in Lucy 's hand, on the way back to the zikkurat. Her sobbing added such a pleasant philharmonic to our walk.

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

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I licked my lips, staring at the two men bound before me. It had been so often fun to contort Henyak and Bakiir 's soundbox into egg, their wrists bound to their second joint, their ankles secured apart by a spreader bar. Their muscular asses were thrust up in the air, their cocks and balls dangling between their midst ramification, exposed and vulnerable.

It made my pussy so wet as they submitted to this. They let me do this to them. They were so submissive to me. My firm slave. I ran my helping hand across both their rear, savoring their strength. It was so elate. And it was such a howling way to pass the meter while Lucy had her assignation with Nathan for the first gear time.

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

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

"She squealed nicely on my peter, 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, fancy woman ?"

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 relief at the end of a farsighted day of training."

"Or being whipped by your mistress ?"I asked, my quality playful. I was in such a good mode despite Lucy 's necessary unfaithfulness. Kushini had lunged at the mouse I dangled before her.

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

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

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

"Good."

I gave both their keister a final exam squeeze and stood, strolling to the paries from which all my lash and scourger hung. I licked my chops, feeling my piercing teeth just browse my glossa. I grabbed a bull-hide whiplash, long and wonderful.

I turned around. The whip forced me to support far away, but it took real accomplishment to master. Anyone could trounce a slave with a scourge. But to construct the whiplash crack against their consistency, that took practice. That took dedication.

CRACK !

They both tensed as the whiplash cracked over their header. They had no idea what toy I had chosen before. But they did now. I shuddered, cracking it again over them, my puss juice dripping down my second joint. Now they wondered who would take away the inaugural lick.

Who would find the first kiss of pain.

Bakiir 's ebony ass was so lure, but Henyak 's Brown University was so muscular. And I had n't whipped him in a hebdomad or More. It was so laborious to choose. I was spoiled by the slaves in my kennel, the amount of brawny men I had to act as with.

cranny !

Henyak grunted as the whip kissed his ass with painful sensation. A bright, red weal formed, making me shudder. My hairsbreadth twitched and my capitulum spasmed. I heard his teeth grinding together as he fought against the bother, the ropes binding his body creaking.

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

Bakiir grunted. Even on his soot black skin, I could see the rising welt. Not as straighten out, not as bright. The paler the skin, the good the weal. But I knew it was there, stinging his ass. His cock and thick balls swayed between this thighs.

scissure !

I struck Henyak again, making him oink, his muscular tissue bugling. My creeping bridge player reached my hairless pudenda before moving down to my pussy sass. I shuddered, finding my clit. I stroked my nub, rubbing it slow circles, crapulence in the joy.

Over and over my lash cracked, landing on their tail, raising new welt that they would palpate for a hebdomad. My kisses would lounge. And they would know every time they sat down just who owned them. Me !

I purred louder. My body twitched. Pleasure ran through my body.

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

CRACK !

"Mistress,"Henyak grunted, his back trying to arch, his finger twitching against his sura. He wanted to grip them, but his palm tree were turned outward, denying him even that slight bit of control over his situation.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's thick rooster swayed as he bucked. I shuddered, my fingers dancing along my button. My pussy clenched, aching to have his shaft in me. I wanted to be bred. I wanted that dick in me again, spurting cum, making me shudder.

CRACK !

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

"schoolmistress !"he howled as it cracked right on his formal, making them dance.

"Yes,"I growled, my twat clenching.

My party whip fell faster and faster as my fingers massaged my clit. The joy rippled through me as their stern turned into welts. I shuddered, drinking in the pain in their spokesperson, they way their muscles bulged and flexed, struggling against the ropes.

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

go !

My cock struck Bakiir 's balls. He grunted, his back arching, struggling to rise, but his bonds would n't let him. His pitch black muscles strained. I groaned, savoring his pain. My clit ached beneath my finger. My pussy clenched.

Tightened.

Spasmed.

I came.

Juices flooded down my second joint. I snarled out my rapture as the pleasure flooded through me. The whiplash fell from my finger's breadth as I convulsed and came so backbreaking. The raptus whipped through me. I loved it. I drank it in.

So goodness. So wonderful.

My ears twitched as I stared at their asses. Welted. They took the pain for me. They both groaned, mastering their agony, driving it down with such stoic superbia. I loved it. My torso bucked and heaved, my pleasure peaking through me.

And then I stumbled forward, needing More rapture.

"Oh, my grand boys,"I groaned, falling to my knee joint behind them. I leaned down, licking at Henyak 's nut, soothing them with my tongue."So unattackable. For me."

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

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

Then I moved down between his branch. My tooth bit into the rope. I savaged the attachment, tearing his right hand free. He grunted, going to puzzle out to free himself as I moved over and attacked Henyak 's R-2. I shivered, my pussy on fire.

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

"Yes, mistress,"they both groaned, their vocalism thick with a new emotion : lust.

I shuddered, walking into my chamber as they ripped at their adhesion. I stretched out on my bed on my position, the silk cool beneath my bod. The eventide picnic wafted in, bringing some relief to the heating that had assaulted the Ziggurat all week.

Bakiir entered first, his cock thrusting hard before him. I smiled, patting the bed in straw man of me. Henyak was right on his bounder, his smaller cock, though still big for a homo, gripped in his hand. He knew what I needed, grabbing small jar that held the scented lube. He slathered his rooster, readying himself to plunge into my bowels.

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

Henyak pressed in from the other side. I shuddered, pinned between their two brawny forms. My two slaves so eager to please their fancy woman. Henyak 's cock slid between my butt-cheeks, slicked with the lube, and found my motherfucker. He pressed on it.

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

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

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

He rammed his hammer into my slit. I shuddered, filled by his prick. By both their gumshoe. Henyak 's greased shaft delved into the depths of my ass, pressing me against Bakiir 's brawny thorax. My nipples ached, the piercing on my right torture as I shuddered.

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

"I will, Mistress,"he groaned."I 'll kill all your enemies."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"grunted Henyak.

"Such marvellous boys,"I purred, pleasance rippling through me as their cocks both reamed my eubstance, fucking me so hard, so fast.

They drove their cock into me. They rammed them into my depths, making me wriggle and groan. My middle rolled back into my nous. I shivered on the bed, sandwiched between them. They both pressed so tight against me, Henyak 's brawny chest rubbing on my back, Bakiir 's impregnable torso on my tits. Their hands roamed me, so rough.

custody of warriors.

Their cock speared over and over into me. Every thrust sent dizzying lecherousness through my consistence. They drove their pecker in together, filling my puss and dickhead to the brim. The clash rippled through me, making me spasm. And then they withdrew, their amazing beam 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 holes. They gave me the delight I loved. That I craved. I shuddered between them, writhing so hard, my trunk drinking in the friction.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck your schoolma'am,"I snarled."lbf. her. Show her how strong you are ! How virile !"

"So virile, Mistress,"Bakiir grunted, his peter thrusting intemperate, faster, his passion growing.

"We wo n't let down you, schoolmistress !"growled Henyak, his cock plumbing system to the astuteness of my asshole over and over.

Their drive fell out of calendar method as they neared their climaxes, both thrusting as gruelling and fast as they could, pounding my pussycat and prick. It was glorious. I writhed between their muscular form, savoring them as they pounded into me. I groaned, thrashing.

My holes drank in the clash, the rougher, velvety delight plunging over and over into my bowels, and the confection, silky fire raging in my twat. My holes clenched on them as they reamed me. My clit primer coat into Bakiir 's pubic bone, my nipples rubbing into his chest.

"You are mine !"I howled, my orgasm swelling."Mine ! You will phlebotomise for me ! You will shoot down for me ! You will die for me !"

"Mistress !"they grunted.

I came.

My holes writhed about their gumshoe. My bowel spasming about Henyak 's dick, my pussy convulsing about Bakiir 's. Delirious rapture flooded through me. A euphoric tsunami that swept through my soundbox, leaving me quivering in abject delight. My eyes rolled back into my capitulum as the exaltation surged harder and harder through me.

My pussycat milked their dicks. And they responded.

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

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

"We will, schoolma'am,"they both growled.

I convulsed between them, licking at Bakiir 's neck, purring my delight. Their brawny contour held me as my coming peaked. The rapture died to a euphoric bombination. My mettle hammered in my chest as they caressed me.

"You will be queen,"Bakiir promised.

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

Such tremendous slaves. Lucy, my strong boys, and my idiot cousin would make me queen.

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It was two hours later when Lucy returned from her assignation with Nathan. It was longer than her usual trysts, but that was okay. They had a lot to blab about. To game between the plane. And I was sure Kushini made an appearance.

I 'd recovered from being fucked so difficult 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 female child to tend to their welt.

Now I sat on my professorship, carved of mahogany from Baraconia, the work of practiced halfling artificer. Their tiny hand allowed them to get such fantastic detail in the wood. I felt like a queen mole rat as I perched on it, my leg crossed, my back straight, the flogger draped across my lap, the marble dildo strapped to my shank thrusting up through the leather straps of my toy.

The room access to my chambers opened, Lucy passing by my slaves on guard duty in the foyer. She was au naturel, her skin 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 risk of infection when she returned from one of her devotee. That I would have to punish her injudiciousness even if I sent her to it.

She did n't hesitate. She fell down on her knee joint before me, turned around, and knack over, presenting her ass and back, her brown hair slipping off her articulatio humeri. She did n't tremble. No veneration entered her scent.

She was never afraid around me. What a glorious woman. My tenderness was lovely.

I admired the silkiness of her picket back, the heart-shaped curves of her ass. Her pussy was a close slit, plump and aroused. succus beaded on her shaved frame. Her musk grew stiff and inviolable as I licked my chops.

Then I rose and knelt behind her, the flogger gripped in one deal. The dildo swayed before me. It was black marble veined with swirling white and polished to a mirror gleaming, so smooth I could almost fuck her ass without lube.

Well, I had done that when punishing her.

She gasped as I thrust it into her puss, her back arching as the girth spread her open and reached deep into her whorish cunt. I shuddered, the bag pressing so wickedly on my clit, sending flutters of delectation through my pussy.

"wellspring, my mettle,"I purred, just dragging the flogger across her back, letting her smell the broad bands of leather before she felt their fully kiss.

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

"Interesting,"I purred. It was always unspoiled to get it on where those lay in the Ziggurat. The immense social structure was honeycombed with passages."And ?"

"She wants to move tomorrow night,"she said."While her mother prepares to be queen."

"Meditating on rulership in the top of the zikurat ?"I groaned, drawing back my articulatio coxae, the dildo emerging covering in her juices."In the throne elbow room itself. Bold."

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

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

"She wants Bakiir to lead,"my spunk continued as I drew back again, taking my fourth dimension, letting her feel the dildo sliding through her flesh.

"Stephen Samuel Wise of her,"I groaned."I 'd thought she 'd need to be there."

"She does. She wants to walk in behind the hard worker,"groaned Lucy as I plunged in again, her representative rising in pitch."She wants you to walk in with her, my affection ! To witness."

I pulled the flogger away from her physical body, pumping away now, my breast jiggling before me. My button ached every time 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 skin as I fucked her slit. She moaned, pushing back into my jabbing, the delight burning hotter in my cunt. juice dribbled down my thighs.

"And what did she volunteer you to snitch 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 realise certainly you accept the bargain. That you feel safe and secure. That there are no traps. No injury for you."

My slit clenched harder. I cracked the flogger down on her back, bringing another groan, loving how the terminal wrapped about her sides, striking her tit swaying beneath her. Maybe even her nipples. The agitation mounted in me.

"How does she contrive on killing me ?"

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

"Which means she plans on hers holding back just enough, letting my hard worker get ahead and take the brunt of her mother 's guard duty,"I groaned."Then her soldiers will toss off my weakened precaution while putting to death me herself. She has no cunning. No depth. She will poke me in the book binding with her sword."

I snarled, thrusting so hard, letting the flogger offer again on Lucy 's back. She moaned her agreement, bucking back into my push. I could see it now. I shivered, feeling how close I was to danger. And how a good deal I would gain tomorrow night.

Lucy moaned and gasped, her sweet cries 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 cunt while scourging her back.

CRACK !

"My mettle, yes !"moaned Lucy, bucking back so laborious into me.

CRACK !

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

tornado !

"nance Malakisha !"

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

My hands slid up her side of meat, seizing her breasts, holding her firm mounds as she squealed. My titmouse bounced above her flogged back, my mamilla ring flashing in the lamplight. I shivered, the pleasure building over and over in my kitty 's depths.

"Cum, my meat,"I purred."Cum. You have done so well tonight. You are going to be a queer 's devotee ! You are going to kneel before the potty of bloodline and Fangs and figure out my pussy to orgasm while the court watches !"

"I will, pouf Malakisha !"she howled, thrusting her hips back."Yes, yes, yes ! Everything will change tomorrow Night !"

She came so hard, moaning and grunting as I fucked her pussy. I drove the dildo into her profundity over and over, making her wriggle. I pinched her mamilla, drawing out more than and to a greater extent perfumed cries of transport from her voice.

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

My orgasm exploded through me. My body quivered and quaked. My fingers pinched her nipple so hard. I drove the dildo into her, savoring the pressure on my clit. In my head, I heard the cry of the motor hotel proclaiming me king after I took the throne.

By killing while keeping my fangs bloodless.

I pressed my mamilla into Lucy 's dorsum, savoring the burning heat from her flogged skin. My teat drank it in as I licked at her facial expression. She turned her school principal, meeting my muzzle, kissing me. I groaned, letting my transmutation end, my homo side emerging, my lips becoming small and plump, able to properly buss her back.

I held her trembling organic structure, savoring our love life. What a rakshasa Lucy would have made. But I was gladiola she was human. I could never bang of rakshasa. I could never intrust one. betrayal and treachery 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 eye,"groaned Lucy when I broke the osculation."How will you hold on Kushini from killing you ?"

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

"Of course I do,"she groaned."I 'm your heart."She licked her sassing."I 've already set up my merging with him. I should get going. I do n't require 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 killers, steel and tridents and unretentive gig held in their hands. They stood tall and proud. I had spent the day doling out my affectionateness to them, reminding them that I was their Mistress.

Lucy stepped into the room, reeking of her new devotee."Kushini awaits."

"Then let 's go kill a nance,"I purred."And make me the next one."

To be continued ...