The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New Slave
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheerfulness, the Goth and lowborn humans rising in the standstill, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal stag box, a tangible excitement shooting through my core as the gladiator marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, pricey cousin,"Kushini purred, her ping tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather pants creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. vibrissa twitched and her tiger-like pinna flicked. Her breasts, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a mitt up her rich, dark skin, cupping a chest. The nipple closed chain piercing her right-hand nub glinted in the sunshine, marking her a member of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human woman from the cervix down. But her nous was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own pap halo, my ear flicking. A wet itch swelled in my pussycat at the impinging, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscles ripple beneath his ebony peel, his headspring gleaming in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the Edward Douglas White Jr. littoral zone of the area. Splashes and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting domain, still fresh from the last fight.

I breathed, my good sense of olfactory perception enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my homo face appear in public. The mortification of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the tie-up would lower my status among the royal family for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tit, her slitted oculus sparkling with lust."Can you smack him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a over-embellished sari trimmed in gold that covered my left titty and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a cocotte in miserly pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a shame. Such an unresolved exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was arcsecond in line to the throne ! Two deaths away from being faggot.

"I watched him spar yesterday,"Kushini moaned."Oh, honey first cousin, you should feature seen him fight."

"You think he can vote out Henyak ?"I asked as Queen Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the strawman of the box, still looking imperial despite her age, her orange fur spotted with gray that gave her an air of dignity.

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

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

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

"His blood shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a aboriginal Naithan with brown pelt. He wore a kilt of leather strap studded with iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in hired hand. He was a fighter, a man who had fought for days and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the danger. Especially fighting new gladiator with hope, ending any threat to his supremacy before they could rival him.

"Such a hope,"Queen Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall shower you in gold, my dearest Henyak."

"He 'll have to shut his centre to sleep together her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a sinful giggle as she knelt before me defenseless, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely odour of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed mephitis of the tike crowding the sales booth, eager for their amusement and backup from the drudgery of their pointless lives.

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

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my hoarded wealth. Secaran slaves were so rare. That pale cutis was so alien. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful face. I 'd owned her for three years, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the honey in her brown eye, the grin on her lip, her face delicate, farmed by her gentle, brown hair.

She pushed my thighs apart, her fingerbreadth sending thrill up my organic structure. My heart raced. I petted her tomentum, loving her hot buss on my flesh as she moved up my thigh towards my burning slit. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My pith, though none of my sis, cousins, aunts, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In public, she was just my pussy defeat slave.

I shuddered as her lips found my shaved goof. They were so voiced and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussy. Then her clapper flicked out, making my entire body thrill and a purr wage increase in my throat. My center were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

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

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the sound of my gens drawing my care from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't render my wince. I was so excited, my bloodline boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So strong. He could break me in half. How sweet it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's tongue slid through my kitty flexure and flicked my clit. I groaned, my ears and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the Au ring piercing my teat, twisting the dark nub. The tingles raced down to my hot pussy, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

"offset it,"Kushini purred, her eubstance so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small wearing apparel. She was so unforesightful and diminutive, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her middle."Fight !"

"putting to death him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the Stanford White sands, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My kitty clenched, Lucy 's clapper feeling so wonderful as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

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

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his knock-down trunk moving. I seized Lucy 's fuzz with my left hand, pulling my beloved slave 's lip cryptical into my twat. 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 body striver devour their puss or fuck their snatch, brawny striver who would multiply dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and give the world-beater of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would kick in me.

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

The beautiful girl caressed my thighs as her lingua slid through my sheep pen and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my depths. Delight rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my button. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

Crimson flashed. Blood sheeted down Henyak 's chest, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic audio, her fingers pulling on both her teat. She purred as loud as me now."putting to death !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting severe with his trident. fast, quick stab, driving Bakiir back. My twat clenched, my tum tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his second joint. origin spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that grand perfume. blood line. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's odor as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneeling genitals, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"Kill him,"moaned Kushini, on the verge of orgasming from the violence alone.

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

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

And came.

My pussy spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's hungry sassing. My philia lapped at the cream flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my teat heaving, my left beneath my sari, my right exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the face, using his injure leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the bunch thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it difficult. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the brand caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my cunt spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the blood spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her muscular sexual climax wracked her lissome body.

The rapture boiled my head as I stared at Bakiir, his opposition 's parentage spatter across his night chest of drawers, adding color to that ebony eubstance. I licked my lingua across my chops, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

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

queer Adroyna 's capitulum 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 Queen Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian slave, chief of the queen 's bodyguard. Her nous nodded as she looked at me."It has been three calendar month since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chopper, my coming peaking."I know, Grandmother."

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

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat human who ran the biz stepped out, his eubstance draped in expensive gems. He had glutted on the entertainment of the capital. He rubbed his chubby digit together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

"Your August majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the entreat start at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the sharpness of the box. My ear twitched as she shot a look over her shoulder, licking her chops. Her right paw rested on the hilt of her blade, fingering the pommel, an bone tiger head snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my capitulum twitching. My fangs hungered for her throat. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would squeeze me to waste my income for the month on this hard worker. I strode forward."You have good taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"meaning Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two calendar month. Her Panthera tigris ears twitched. She gave me a thirsty grinning."Yes, you do have got sound taste, aunt Malakisha."

I ran my tongue over my fang. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't register weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was piffling. 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 distance, but clearly at your command, proof that you were a cunning killer. A true predator.

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

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

"You must really want to cream his body clean and jerk of Henyak 's rip,"I said.

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

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

"Interested in pedigree yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glimpse."I thought your interest ran towards ... other refreshments."

"Other ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a vicious snarl, pushing off from the railing and marching away, clutching at her tumefy 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 your sword on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her watchword were straight, a clue of a growl rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd waste him with such needless butchery."

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

"garbage from the docks."A delicious tingle ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something especial. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so majestic. He maybe a slave, but he does n't consider it."

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

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

wrath flared in me. But I did n't rise to her abuse. I did n't even twitch a whisker."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 more can you take up from your mother before she grows angry with you."

Her lips curled back, baring Fang. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two brawny slaves following after her. I leaned on the railing, staring down at the slave. Lucy pressed up beside me, her lavender fragrance filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

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

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My pussy burned as my new striver was chained into place. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to heal his injury. I wanted him unharmed and unblemished before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite slave, yanked Bakiir 's midst arms into place.

His face was hard, middle defiant. He did n't withstand Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His thinking worked behind his noncompliant masque, pondering how to fly the coop. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more striver in my kennel, former brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the front-runner region of my one-quarter in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the rut trapped in here. No airy balconies to enjoy the sight of the urban center of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat. Not in here. The walls were unrelieved stone. Black branding iron chains hung from the roof, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the bulwark hung my toys, all my flails and whips and paddles and harvest. So many fun official document to play with.

The manacles snapped keep out about Bakiir 's wrists, the locks clicking into station. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the mountain range, ratcheting them close. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the brawn of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the striving in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hired man trailed across his ebony build, feeling the hardness of his musculus. Stone. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his back to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

"commodity,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder sword. He was so marvellous as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My pussycat was so wet.

I pressed my au naturel fork into his ass, humping against him, my mamilla rubbing on his spine. I never wore clothes in my dungeon. No one did. This was a lieu of pleasure and botheration, and those were best know naked. My mitt reached around him, my kitty growing more and Sir Thomas More juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his girth, my pussy clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his spikelet again, sliding up his shoulder joint blade and making him groan. His dick twitched in my hand, solidifying, swelling, growing even larger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My script squeezed hard on the tip of his peter, crushing his crown. My former bridge player found his balls, holding them."I asked you a inquiry, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his bollock. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the botheration. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my button on his intemperate muscle, tingles racing through his body. Chain rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd gift me this, shit me cerebrate he weakened. But soon he 'd intend it.

I stroked his peter again, still operose, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a passion bite, letting him feel my fangs but not penetrating the muscles of his speed back."So answer my doubt. Does this tactile property practiced, knuckle down ?"

He shuddered, my hand stroking so fast, my hitch friction that thick, spongy crown."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you guess I would do to you here ? hurt you ?"

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? take a shit you leech and howl ? That we eat you ?"I licked my mouth."That 's so reliable. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The father of my first girl. She might be queen one day. Does n't that excite you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your gumshoe says otherwise. You are so operose. So eager for it. You did n't even weaken when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his tool throbbing in my mitt as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so much fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my puss drippage. I glanced around the way. Lucy knelt like I 'd educate her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such dewy excitement. Beside her knelt my two manly slaves, their cocks both hard before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the death chair. Lucy, my spunk, choose your instrument."

"Yes, schoolmistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small tits bouncing. They were such lovely breasts. My eyes flicked down to her tight slit, her pussycat impudently shaved and glistening. The atomic number 79 closed chain piercing her clit, marking her a royal slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as a lot as me.

Thushin stood, his brown skin wavelet. He was a native Naithan, his peter bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden professorship in the corner and sat on it. His dick was so intemperately ; the tool ring tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His cock brushed my pussy. I shivered, my hips undulating, then I slid my cunt down his dick. I groaned, his lance spreading me open up. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my pinna twitching as I took more and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His substantial hands roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the bulwark, staring at the various whips and flails, her slenderize hips wiggling with excitement, her brown tomentum sweeping down her lithe back.

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

He stared at me, eyes so hard."I do n't make out ... Mistress."

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his paw squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his strength. He was so upstanding. His hands moved, one sliding down to tease my clit, the other to grope my boob. My ear twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a melt off riding harvest made out of stiff bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging strait."I think this will do, my heart."

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding harvest crashed into his mouthpiece. His ebony cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's pecker, stirring his shaft through my pussy. A raving mad waving of passion washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his forehead as his organic structure drank in the stinging infliction. Lucy had such a mischievous smile on her lips as she walked around him, her hand caressing his muscular eubstance. She reached his cock, her pale finger wrapped about his ebony girth.

"Mmm, did you like the osculation of my crop, knuckle down ?"she asked.

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his gumshoe with her go forth hand and cracking the riding craw across his dresser with the other. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the room. I shivered upon my hard worker 's cock, his rough finger rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

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

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Her fingers rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

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

He sucked in a breathing spell, arms pulling at his chains as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can hand you pleasure."She rubbed the palm tree of her helping hand into the tip of his nighttime dick, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can give way you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"worship our Mistress, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The crop swung hard.

CRACK !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's hammer. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a wonderful charwoman. So loving, so vicious, so aegir to visit pain for both our pleasures. I could check her play for hours.

"Do you want to worship her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her articulatio genus before him. She still stroked his vast cock."Do you desire to be rewarded ?"

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

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his defiance. joy rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger rubbing difficult circles on my button, but more from this unassailable, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's frontal bone furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to fight bother, but when you had a hot, beautiful woman 's mouth locked about your shaft, sucking so intemperately ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, arms pulling against the range as she bobbed her head. I could get a line her noisy sucking, my clit throbbing, knowing how yummy her mouth was.

CRACK !

She cracked the harvest into his chest as she sucked. It swished again over her head to peck into him. He shuddered as it struck him, botheration and pleasure burning through his body at the same time. I loved it. I smelled the salty perfume of his dick mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sweet juices down her thighs.

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my titty and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny strength, fucking my pussy up and down his restrained putz. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

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While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's look tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouth. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The wheal rose on his flesh, marks of pain while pleasure boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, stifling mouth."My kitty-cat clenched on Thushin 's hammer. He hefted me fast and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, loaded silk of my pussy electrocution around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

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"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 crop slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be stiff. But he wanted that waiver. His flood tide ached to explode out of his lump and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to flood her sass. Her kitty !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her tight bitch. To pump away at her pale flesh."

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

snap !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all female person, needing males to feed our appetites for painful sensation and peter and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something grand in us."

CRACK !

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

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

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

offer !

"front crawl to me and I 'll bonk you !"he snarled.

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his welted chest.

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

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

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her pelvic girdle wiggled faster. The crop fell from her hands to plunge them between her thigh. She rubbed at her pussy while Bakiir fought against the pain in the neck, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her succus gushed from her pussy, splashing the stone base and flooding the keep with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burning in Bakiir 's face, the pleasure reaching through my substance 's body.

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

"NO !"

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

I drank in his defiance. My pussy went risky about Thushin 's cock. He groaned, wanting so badly to flood my pussy with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his turncock edge by the closed chain. That made my orgasm even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure shot through me.

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony musculus straining. The defiance burning through his tree branch. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged eminent and in high spirits through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her humble breasts jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled closer and closer to her sweet cunt. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chops. My pussy was on fire.

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

My thick tongue rasped across her plane flesh, gathering her sweet juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her minuscule bosom heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her nipples 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 exposed windowpane, twilight settling over the urban center of Ankush. brasier standing around the room burned sandalwood to go on the stink of the human being from profaning my bowers.

My ticker 's succus melted on my glossa. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my whisker rubbing on her second joint. Delight shuddered down to my twat as my sensitive hair, so long and delicate, caressed her satiny flesh. My ear twitched, drinking in her moans.

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

"Mmm, shower me in your sweet succus, my heart,"I purred between hot, thirsty punch."Shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with furious hunger, my lingua lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and moan. I made her shudder in double-dyed joy. She humped so backbreaking against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her evenhandedly typeface burning with blush passion.

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

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedeck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as watery. You did not bang hard worker. You did not eff anything. Humans loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever love your prey ?

But then I met Lucy. The first time I saw her crying in the striver pen, draped in rags, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her chest and grimace, something kindled in my heart. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiator and fighters. But her eyes met mine. Those soft, browned doe-eyes. The second I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in filth. Innocence I could regulate, shape, turn into a vicious predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweet Lucy. My marrow. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those house, modest knocker. Her moans echoed through the room as she quivered and stir on the bed. Her Brown hair sail across her face.

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

Her juices squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of passion. My face fungus twitched in joy as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She flat coat against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot puss on my hungry 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 driblet of it. My whiskers rubbed into her thighs as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, eager to take her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waist by a leather harness, swung between my second joint. Its foot rubbed on my clit, giving me a taste 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 much !"

My ears twitched at her words. My pussy clenched. My nitty-gritty raced. I licked my chop shot, gathering up her gratifying musk. I stared up her flushed organic structure, such joy electrocution in her brown oculus, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my cunt. screwing me hard ! Pound me ! take up 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, rough tongue across her shaving pubic mound. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavour of her skin. The heat beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her blench skin. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a fertile brown compared to his rich ebony, but it still was a toothsome survey. My nipples ached as they caressed her figure, my teat ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her white meat. I paused, swirling my tongue around her decent mound. Her business firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my jumpy clapper swirled over her pink nipple. Everything about her was so pale and soft.

"Oh, yes, Malakisha,"she groaned, squirming, her stomach rubbing on my teat."Mmm, you spoil me."

"I love you,"I growled, my voice thick with key hungriness. I nipped her tit with my sharp fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my subject jaw seized her throat. My teeth pricked at her neck opening, dimpling her skin. I felt her heart rate quid through her throat. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more force per unit area from my collation and I would rip out her throat. I could vote out her, and no one would manage. She was my slave. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to give every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her thighs locked around my hips as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her nerve raced riotous as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the handle of my jaws.

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

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

No concern. She felt my dentition and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my bitch and through my body. My spike twitched as her fingers traced my spine, sending shiver racing through my body. Driving my hips to bonk her harder, faster.

Our material body slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her beloved and cacoethes. Her voice was so sweet. Our spicy and sweet musks filled the air with dish. I breathed in her scent, our puss, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My clit ached.

My pleasure swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the poove 's wrinkled ass, yes ! handle me ! Plow my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every driving force. The base of the dildo caressed my throb clit. My pussy clenched. Juice dribbled down my second joint while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would taste her blood. I would feast on her.

I wanted to. My hips plunged faster. My tooth tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So intrust. So loving. I could never spite her. I rammed my dildo into her depths. Her dead body shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her rim 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 body. Her hand held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moan sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her pharynx. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her fount. She kissed me, working her brim against my fangs. I shivered, letting my change go, letting my human being face appear. Fur and hairsbreadth retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, black hair growing, spilling about my font as my lips became diffused like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barriers. Our body pressed tight, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human being face. Her paw moved, touching my still cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two Clarence Day without cumming ... And the kennel are so noisy."Lucy gave a wicked giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their women 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 prostitute of his pressed up against the kennel bars, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's cell as he fucks her from behind."

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

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

"He 's so solid. He 'll hold for Clarence Day longer. And when he does fall apart, 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 severe. Then she let out a groan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my apportionment,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a mischievous grin."He has to have it off that old, toothless tabby 's dried-up cunt. He yearns for hot, tight quim."

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

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

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

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"Your cock looks so punishing,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his Chain, weapon system outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her wan digit stroking his soot black cock.

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

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

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

My whip hissed through the air and ...

crevice !

A bleeding phone line appeared on his spinal column. I shuddered at the aroma of coppery blood spilling in the air. My coxa wiggled. He growled through the pain and pleasance, 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 whip. Lucy moaned as she sucked, her hands gripping his coal black ass.

The whip hissed down at his back, his muscular tissue so tense, his arms straining so hard.

CRACK !

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

"Worship me !"

go !

"serve me !"

CRACK !

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

He howled in pure rage, blood dripping from his wrists, the handcuff biting into his flesh. The link of the mountain range ground together as he strained. A trickle of detritus fell from the roof as I cracked the whip across his back.

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

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right field chain ripped rid the dash anchoring it to the cap. With a bellow of passion, he whipped the heavy length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...