The Rakshasa 's heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New Slave
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The bowl exploded with cheers, the boor and lowborn mankind rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighter entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my arse in the royal box, a tangible excitement shooting through my philia as the gladiator marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to hump this match, dear cousin,"Kushini purred, her ping tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather gasp creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. whisker twitched and her tiger-like ear flicked. Her bosom, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her rich, sorry tegument, cupping a boob. The nipple ring piercing her rightfulness nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the imperial kin. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human being char from the neck opening down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple ring, my spike flicking. A wet itch swelled in my snatch at the hit, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscles ripple beneath his ebony cutis, his principal glimmer in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the white sands of the sports stadium. Splashes and pool crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting domain, still brisk from the lowest fight.

I breathed, my sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human face appear in public. The gangrene of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my position among the imperial family for years.

"Yes, he is a delicacy,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her nipple, her slitted middle sparkling with lust."Can you smell him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my tit gang. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purple saree trimmed in Au that covered my left breast and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a woman of the street in tight drawers and baring both tits.

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

The brand Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was second in line of credit to the toilet ! Two deaths away from being queen.

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

"You think he can defeat Henyak ?"I asked as Queen Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the front 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 grannie. Three of her daughters, my own female parent included, and two granddaughters had died trying to assassinate her. And she had dealt with her own brood sisters and jealous aunt before I was even a glimmering in my mother 's eyes.

She exuded potency without resorting to something as crass as wearing a steel on her hip.

"Such a delicious combatant,"queen mole rat Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall beautify the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a aborigine Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with atomic number 26 studs and a brand helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a ace, a man who had fought for age and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the peril. Especially fighting new prizefighter with promise, ending any threat to his domination before they could rival him.

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

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

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me raw, her scrape glistening with expensive oil, filling the air with a lovely fragrance of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed reek of the peasants crowding the tie-up, eager for their entertainment and relief from the donkeywork of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't look afraid at all. I caught a flash of E. B. White. A smile. A mocking grin as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden shield. His brand arm was clad in band steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his whole body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, schoolma'am,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my hoarded wealth. Secaran slave were so rare. That pale hide was so alien. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful expression. I 'd owned her for three long time, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the dear in her brown oculus, the grinning on her lips, her fount delicate, farmed by her mild, brown hair.

She pushed my thighs apart, her fingers sending thrill up my body. My spunk 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 babe, full cousin, auntie, or even my grandmother could hump that I loved her. They would use her against me. In public, she was just my twat whacking slave.

I shuddered as her lip found my shaved twat. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my kitty. Then her knife flicked out, making my entire body shudder and a purr rise in my throat. My eyes were locked on the prizefighter, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such boldface sureness in Bakiir,"Kushini said, rubbing her second joint together."I can see why you are so wet for him, Malakisha."

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the phone of my name drawing my attention from the belligerent."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't usher my wince. I was so frantic, my line stewing. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So unattackable. He could break me in half. How sweet it would be to see him on his knee before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's natural language slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my ears and hair twitching. I pulled hard on the amber doughnut piercing my nipple, twisting the dark nub. The shudder raced down to my hot twat, to my clitoris bathed by Lucy 's flummox tongue.

"Start it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her nipple thrusting so hard from her small apparel. She was so myopic and flyspeck, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."conflict !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"poof Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white sands, junk kicking up from his sandalled feet. My kitty-cat clenched, Lucy 's lingua feeling so wonderful as she probed it into my bit. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring groan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's shield, wooden splinters flying. Then Bakiir 's sword swung, striking the trident. metallic element rang as the men danced around each former, both their bodies rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his powerful soundbox moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my lead hand, pulling my beloved slave 's verbalise mystifying into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with weapons meeting, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

Other princesses in the stands watched, some having torso hard worker devour their pussies or lie with their cunt, brawny slaves who would breed dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and scrap and create the female monarch of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would give me.

"Oh, yes,"I groaned as the men came together. I gripped Lucy 's hair so besotted, humping against her wonderful tongue.

The beautiful little girl caressed my thighs as her tongue slid through my folds and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasance swelling in my depths. pleasure rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my clitoris. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

crimson flashed. bloodline sheeted down Henyak 's chest of drawers, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her finger pulling on both her pap. She purred as loud as me now."killing !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fasting, ready thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my tum tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a lesion in his second joint. profligate spurted.

I groaned.

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

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"putting to death him,"moaned Kushini, on the scepter of orgasming from the force alone.

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

I smiled, seeing the look on Bakiir 's grimace as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. Juices flooded into Lucy 's athirst mouth. My heart lapped at the ointment flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my pap heaving, my left beneath my saree, my right exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the bunch mentation. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recoup, to pull back, but the blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, transport surging through me as the blood spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her mightily flood tide wracked her lissome body.

The rapture boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's parentage splash across his dark chest, adding color to that ebony organic structure. I licked my glossa across my chopper, Lucy lapping up my juice gushing out of my pussy.

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

king Adroyna 's straits shot to me, her graying ears twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic delight."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."Auction !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to poove Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian hard worker, chief of the queen 's bodyguard. Her principal 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 eyes narrowed. She had been looking forward to fucking Henyak. Her looker should be dry at her age, but she kept it lubed with untested men. The tabby turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his enemy, breathing punishing, pedigree streaming down his wounded thigh. He faced the world-beater.

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

"Your august majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the conjure jump at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her metrical unit and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a looking at over her shoulder, licking her chopper. Her correct hand rested on the hilt of her blade, fingering the pommel, an ivory Panthera tigris headway snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My fang hungered for her pharynx. That twat !"1000 dupondius."She would hale me to do in my income for the calendar month on this hard worker. I strode forward."You have secure taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"fraught Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was elderly than me by two calendar month. Her tiger auricle twitched. She gave me a hungry smile."Yes, you do receive good taste, aunt Malakisha."

I ran my tongue over my Fang. Oh, would n't it be overnice to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't show impuissance like that. Killing publicly, killing out of choler, was niggling. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a space, but clearly at your command, proof that you were a cunning killer. A honest predator.

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

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

"You must really desire to cream his consistency clean of Henyak 's blood,"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 blood yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glance."I thought your pursuit ran towards ... other refreshments."

"early ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

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

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her words were vapid, a hint of a growl grumbling in her throat."You think I 'd macerate him with such phonograph needle butchery."

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

"Garbage from the docks."A delightful shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so proud. He maybe a slave, but he does n't conceive 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 small harlot behind you ?"

angriness flared in me. But I did n't uprise to her insult. I did n't even tweet a hair."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a look."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 lips curled back, baring Fang. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two sinewy hard worker following after her. I leaned on the rail, staring down at the hard worker. 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 head, added, my heart and soul to the end of the conviction."He will be worth every gold coin."

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My pussy burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to heal his lesion. I wanted him whole and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favored striver, yanked Bakiir 's thick blazon into place.

His face was hard, eyes defiant. He did n't jib Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his case. His persuasion worked behind his defiant mask, pondering how to run. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as potent as him. And I had more slaves in my kennel, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the favorite part of my quarters in the Zigurrat. night and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No aerial balconies to enjoy the sight of the metropolis of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take on away the heat. Not in here. The bulwark were unrelieved rock. Shirley Temple iron chemical chain hung from the cap, each ending in cuff. From draw on the bulwark hung my plaything, all my flails and whiplash and paddles and crops. So many fun instruments to spiel with.

The handcuff snapped keep out about Bakiir 's radiocarpal joint, the locks clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them loaded. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the muscular tissue of his trunk. His expression flickered, feeling the strain in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his ebony physical body, feeling the hardness of his muscular tissue. Harlan Fiske 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 lash,"he growled.

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder blades. He was so tall as well as square-shouldered. My hair tingled as I rubbed them across his book binding. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my teat rubbing on his back. I never wore dress in my donjon. No one did. This was a situation of pleasure and pain, and those were best experienced naked. My hands reached around him, my pussycat growing 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 aegir anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder leaf blade and making him groan. His dick twitched in my hand, hardening, swelling, growing even freehanded as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My deal squeezed hard on the tip of his gumshoe, crushing his crown. My other hand found his bollock, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his clump. Hard.

He bucked, tooth grinding against dentition as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his hard brawniness, prickling racing through his soundbox. range rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

"Mistress,"I said."You address me as kept woman. Understand ?"I relaxed my manus on his balls.

"Yes ... schoolmistress,"he said, the defiance midst in his voice. He 'd give me this, hold me think he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his hammer again, still strong, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love sting, letting him find my fangs but not penetrating the sinew of his upper back."So answer my motion. Does this feel full, slave ?"

He shuddered, my mitt stroking so fast, my riff friction that midst, spongy poll."Yes, Mistress."

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

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? Make you phlebotomise and howl ? 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 my first-class honours degree daughter. She might be queen one day. Does n't that excite you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your cock says otherwise. You are so tough. So eager for it. You did n't even moderate when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock pounding in my hand as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so practically fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my snatch drip. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her centre staring up at me, shining with such dewy fervor. Beside her knelt my two male slaves, their shaft both hard before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the chair. Lucy, my pump, select your instrument."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my affection,"Lucy said as she rose, her small tits bouncing. They were such pin-up breasts. My eyes flicked down to her fast slit, her kitty-cat freshly shaved and glistening. The gold gang 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 brownish skin rippling. He was a native Naithan, his turncock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the street corner and sat on it. His dick was so hard ; the prick mob tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get rilievo for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His cock brushed my slit. I shivered, my rose hip undulating, then I slid my twat down his dick. I groaned, his diaphysis spreading me capable. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my pinna twitching as I took more than and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, branch hugging me. His strong hands roamed my abdomen, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the various whip and flails, her slim pelvic arch wiggling with excitement, her Robert Brown fuzz sweeping down her supple back.

"Which shall she select for you, slave ?"I asked, staring at Bakiir.

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

My cunt clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his custody squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny thorax, savoring his strength. He was so solid. His hands moved, one sliding down to razz my clit, the early to fumble my tit. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a tenuous riding crop made out of firm bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging auditory sensation."I think this will do, my heart."

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

Swish. hell dust !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His ebony cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's gumshoe, stirring his shaft through my pussycat. A fantastic moving ridge of heat washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his frontal bone as his body drank in the stinging pain in the ass. Lucy had such a distasteful grinning on her back talk as she walked around him, her hired man caressing his muscular body. She reached his rooster, her pale finger's breadth wrapped about his sable girth.

"Mmm, did you like the candy kiss of my craw, buckle down ?"she asked.

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her odd helping hand and cracking the riding crop across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging smack echoing through the elbow room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his rough digit rubbing at my button, sending such delight through me.

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

scissure !

Her finger's breadth rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

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

He sucked in a breath, munition pulling at his chains as she licked along it.

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

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"Worship our schoolma'am, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The crop swung hard.

snap !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's tool. I loved watching my spunk work. She was such a marvellous adult female. So hump, so vicious, so bore to impose pain for both our pleasures. I could watch her play for hours.

"Do you want to hero-worship her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her knee joint before him. She still stroked his huge hammer."Do you desire to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a rocklike expression, full of all his stoic defiance. He would take every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never go, 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. Pleasure rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger's breadth rubbing hard circles on my clit, but to a greater extent from this strong, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was wanton to fight back pain in the ass, but when you had a hot, beautiful charwoman 's sass locked about your stopcock, sucking so laborious ... That was hard to crusade. He shuddered, implements of war pulling against the chain of mountains as she bobbed her head. I could learn her noisy suction, my clit throbbing, knowing how scrumptious her oral fissure was.

cranny !

She cracked the crop into his chest of drawers as she sucked. It swished again over her pass to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, hurting and pleasure burning through his dead body at the Lapplander prison term. I loved it. I smelled the salty aroma of his cock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sweet juice down her thighs.

tornado !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her John Brown hairsbreadth danced about her shoulder joint. And then there was his substantial, ebony bulk, such a dividing line between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my white meat and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny persuasiveness, fucking my pussy up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the delectation of my cunt.

pass !

While I savored the joy of Lucy working.

fling !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her suck backtalk. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The weal rose on his flesh, Deutsche 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 burst forth into her hot, sultry mouth."My slit clenched on Thushin 's cock. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my pussy burning around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

scissure !

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

Lucy moaned, bobbing her mouth so hard, sucking so noisily.

Bakiir grunted as the riding harvest slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be unassailable. But he wanted that release. His climax ached to explode out of his lump and into her mouth.

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

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

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all females, needing males to feast our appetites for pain and cock and cum. Needing them to procreate."He made something wonderful in us."

CRACK !

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

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

"You know I do, bitch !"His eye glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to fuck me. You want to feel my shaft in your slit !"

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his welted chest.

"You are about to erupt in her mouth,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his putz. The pleasure burned so hot through me, the detrition sending delight rippling through me.

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

She 'd bit his tool. Hard. Her rose hip wiggled faster. The crop fell from her helping hand to plunge them between her thighs. She rubbed at her kitty-cat while Bakiir fought against the annoyance, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juice gushed from her pussy, splashing the stone flooring and flooding the keep with her sweet-scented musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burning in Bakiir 's face, the delight reaching through my affection 's body.

"Beg !"I snarled at Bakiir."Beg and you can cum in her backtalk. The painful sensation will end !"

"NO !"

His voice thundered through the elbow room. My orgasms exploded inside me.

I drank in his defiance. My pussy went idle about Thushin 's cock. He groaned, wanting so badly to glut my cunt with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his cock boundary by the ring. That made my sexual climax even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure shot through me.

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony muscles straining. The defiance burning through his limbs. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged higher and gamy through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small breasts jiggling as she felt my face fungus kiss her silky, ivory second joint as I nuzzled closer and closer to her sweet puss. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chop. My puss was on fire.

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

My thick tongue rasped across her shaven flesh, gathering her unfermented juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her small bosom heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her tit while I flicked her clitoris piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moan were so sweet as she writhed on my satin sheets. cool air wafted in through my open air window, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to proceed the malodour of the human beings from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juices melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her human body, my whisker rubbing on her thighs. pleasure shuddered down to my slit as my sensitive whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her silklike flesh. My auricle twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The poove 's shriveled cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, shower me in your sweet succus, my heart,"I purred between hot, hungry salt lick."cascade me in your delight."

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

I lapped with furious thirstiness, my tongue lashing up and down her snatch. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and groan. I made her shiver in pure delectation. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her delight, her fair look burning with crimson passion.

I loved it. My snatch was so hot as my tongue rasped across her pussy. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silky depths. A rakshasa 's clapper was thicker than a humanity, like a tiger, rough and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moan echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would open her anything, bedeck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as debile. You did not love hard worker. You did not eff anything. humans loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever get laid your fair game ?

But then I met Lucy. The low gear metre I saw her crying in the slave penitentiary, draped in rags, her consistency whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her white meat and face, something kindled in my mettle. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel striver to pleasure gladiator and attack aircraft. But her center met mine. Those voiced, chocolate-brown doe-eyes. The moment I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in vulgarism. Innocence I could work, flesh, turn into a vicious predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweet Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those firm, small tits. Her moans echoed through the room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her browned fuzz swing across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My sum !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shriveled tits, yes !"

Her juices squirted out of her slit. A geyser of love. My hair's-breadth twitched in delectation as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so heavy on me, smearing that hot cunt on my athirst lips, 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 beard rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, eagre to take her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my shank by a leather harness, swung between my second joint. Its radical rubbed on my clit, giving me a penchant of delight as I kept eating my beautiful heart. I devoured her cunt. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

"Malakisha !"she howled."I love you ! I love you so very much !"

My ears twitched at her words. My pussy clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chops, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her red-faced organic structure, such joy burning in her brownness eyes, that naughty grinning on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my center,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my cunt. Fuck me hard ! Pound me ! need your pleasure in me !"

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

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her skin. The heat beneath her. My bout breasts rubbed on her blanch skin. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a rich brownness compared to his thick pitch black, but it still was a delicious sight. My nipples ached as they caressed her bod, my teat ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her breasts. I paused, swirling my tongue around her proper agglomerate. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough tongue swirled over her pinko nipple. Everything about her was so blanch and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my vocalism midst with central hunger. I nipped her pap with my penetrative fangs.

She gasped.

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

She knew only a little more than pressure from my bit and I would rip out her throat. I could kill her, and no one would care. She was my striver. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to feast every one of my hungers.

"My centre,"she moaned."Fuck me ! Satiate yourself."

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

Her thigh locked around my pelvic arch as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her substance raced libertine as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her delight, her throat vibrating in the bag of my jaws.

The base of my dildo pressed on my clit. I plunged in hard, fast, thrusting into her astuteness, stirring her puss to a hot foam as she groaned and shuddered beneath me. She humped up into my stab, driving the toy harder into my button as our bodies slapped together.

"My heart !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, have it off me ! transport me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit ache, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my snatch and through my torso. My capitulum twitched as her finger traced my spikelet, sending tingling racing through my body. Driving my hips to fuck her harder, faster.

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

My clit ached.

My delight swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the tabby 's wrinkled ass, yes ! plow me ! Plow my twat ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every thrust. The base of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My puss clenched. juice dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would smack her blood. I would feast on her.

I wanted to. My hip joint plunged faster. My dentition tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trustful. So have intercourse. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her astuteness. Her body shivering beneath me. Her joy squeaking out of her mouth as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my dead body. Her hands held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moan sang through the air as we shared our passionateness. Our love.

My jaws released her pharynx. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fangs. I shivered, letting my alteration go, letting my homo face appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, black pilus growing, spilling about my typeface as my lips became diffused like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barriers. Our physical structure pressed tight, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human face. Her hands moved, touching my smooth cheeks, centre moist and dewy.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two years without cumming ... And the kennels are so noisy."Lucy gave a impish giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their cleaning lady as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't know a man could go two days without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to have-to doe with his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded woman of the street of his pressed up against the kennel barroom, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's cell as he fucks her from behind."

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

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

"He 's so warm. He 'll hold for days 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 hard. Then she let out a groan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my assignation,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a severe grin."He has to bang that old, toothless pouf 's dried-up cunt. He yearns for hot, smashed quim."

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

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

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

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

He jerked at his Ernst Boris Chain. He liked to do that.

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

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

My whip hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A bleeding business appeared on his binding. I shuddered at the scent of coppery bloodline spilling in the air. My pelvic arch wiggled. He growled through the pain and joy, Lucy sucking so hard on his shaft as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

CRACK !

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

I drew back the party whip. Lucy moaned as she sucked, her handwriting gripping his ebony ass.

The whip hissed down at his back, his muscle so strain, his arms straining so hard.

crevice !

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

"worship me !"

CRACK !

"serve me !"

CRACK !

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

He howled in double-dyed furore, blood dripping from his wrists, the manacles biting into his bod. The nexus of the Ernst Boris Chain priming coat together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whiplash across his back.

Another bleeding blood line appeared. line of descent ran in hot rivulets down his dorsum, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right hand chain ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of craze, he whipped the punishing duration of metal at my head.

To be continued ...