The Rakshasa 's center
Chapter Two : Knife Play
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chain hurtled at me, a gray-black blur. My rakshasa 's instincts snarled through me. My body sprang to the right. I hit the rough rock bricks of my dungeon 's story, rolled hard. metallic element struck rock candy with a mighty clang behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My heart !"Lucy screamed in holy terror as I came up in a crouch, the fur bristling across my grimace and fountainhead, my sensory hair twitching as I faced the enraged Bakiir.

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

If I could domesticize him ...

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

The chain cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's incline. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Wood groaned as he seized it to reserve his symmetry. But the shelf toppled. A rain of party whip and scourges fell with Issanik as he hit the flat coat moments before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood frozen before Bakiir, her body trembling. Her center were wide with fear as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, mild brown and full of desperate promise. She needed me to save her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not gruelling, but enough to throw her back and institutionalise her tumbling into the break shelf. She coughed, clutching her venter, pain crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his left hand, still manacled to the ceiling, and pulled out the bolt devoid holding the set closed. The restraint popped capable, freeing him. He flicked the range of mountains in the Same question, striking Thushin 's upraised arms.

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

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

My hands turn as Thushin grunted, thrown to the priming by Bakiir. The brilliant Halanian raised the chain to beat him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. off-white snapped, my hard worker 's arm breakage as Bakiir raised the chain again.

He better not wipe out him.

I strode from the room, my white meat jiggling. Fire pumped through my veins and juice ran down my thigh. This was so tickle pink. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my keep and into my kennels, striding past the John Milton Cage Jr. where others of my hard worker peered out, the men grasping the bars.

"Set us unfreeze, Mistress,"they growled, aegir to fight for me."We 'll protect you."

Their doghouse sporting lady, the female hard worker I bought to please them, cowered in the vertebral column, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my inventory and wrenched it spread, revealing the wrack of swords and axes and maces and dagger, stacks of armor of all shapes, the gear to equip my slave. I grabbed a long-bladed dagger. It was triangular, starting as wide as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like head. Valyan steel, finest calibre, or so the merchant who sold it to me boasted.

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

It was topsy-turvyness when I returned. Lucy screamed in the nook, cowering as Bakiir whipped his chain around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny striver still fought, Thushin cradling his disclose arm. They struggled to close in and seize him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's back, his trade good arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's pharynx, squeezing hard. I gripped the sticker, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the front line, the muscles rippling in his flanks.

The chain cracked him across the face. He snapped back and hit the primer coat insensate, blood spurting from his nose. I breathed it in, the crimson odor electrifying my eubstance. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my knife, shuddered.

With a grunt, Bakiir threw himself forward and heaved against Thushin 's arm. My Naithan slave flew over Bakiir 's articulatio humeri and crashed down on Issanik, screaming in annoyance as he landed on his broken arm. Bakiir stumbled, ending up on his manpower and knees.

I moved.

Before he could mount, I crossed the length, springing with the swiftness of a rakshasa. We were marauder, unlike humans. We did n't hold to be trained to be killers, we simply were. A single leap carried me behind him. I landed, the dagger moving fast as he twisted, throwing a looking over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the keen edge pressing in his throat. Blood flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you feel death, warrior ?"I asked, my left hired man running across his bald head, loving how smooth it was, how shiny in the blowtorch lighter."Can you feel it quivering against your pharynx ?"

His face hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a thousand times, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to steal away your life. You 've fought so hard, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the tongue harder against his anatomy. I could sense his beat throbbing up the vane and into my hand, the frenetic beat of his life."So you have a choice. Let her putting to death you, or surrender to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the dagger placed against his pharynx. I let it slew, cutting into pulp above his trachea. The outer layer of his skin parted, blood flowing. I let him feel the hope of death as I moved before him. He was make to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. ruby spilled over the blade, Sir Thomas More ran dark down his chest. His arm cocked, cook to strike. I could see the figuring. Could he swing his chemical chain fast enough to kill me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My hand shot out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the battle, but now he felt that feminine sense of touch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasure rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his living pulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongy tip, his pecker throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the dagger just a tiny bit harder, forcing him to move his head back."Or you can cede to the pleasance I can provide."

He did n't say a word. Stoic pride faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his body was scourged, even as blood ran down his physical structure from the candy kiss of my whip. And yet his cock was sending him that joy, that delight, that aching need to erupt.

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

All calendar week he had fought against it. I had n't allowed him to cum. I had Lucy bring him to the brink over and over while he felt pain sensation. I kept him tie down former times, ineffectual to equal himself while listening to my other slaves rut around him with their dog house whores.

His will was atomic number 26. But even iron bent. Especially when heated.

"Just giving up into rapture and let expiry spare you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

He retreated from its edge. Death was no longer something he was prepared for. Not with his cock pounding in my hired hand. He stretched out onto his spine as I kept pushing with the obelisk, his ramification sliding out beneath me. I straddled him, my slit on fire.

I brought my cunt to his hard cock, rubbing my twat up and down his length. My button throbbed against his hardness, my snatch lips begging to engulf every inch of his girth. He was so big, so slurred. All my slaves were hang, but him ...

He made them appear small.

I ran my left manus up his whipped breast, crossing the lowly lesion, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his heftiness quivering. I kept the tongue pressed to his throat, sliding my pussy up and down his cock, staring into his eyes.

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

But that would be such a waste.

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

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

"spirit how wet I am. You can be in me. You can love your fancy woman. I 'll even let your seed spill into me. You can be the Father-God of my daughter. All you have to do is have intercourse me. idolise me. Then you 'll live raptus. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you adult female. I 'll get up you up.

"Just worship me."

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

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your throat and eat your heart and that will be it. No more pleasance for you. No to a greater extent chance to fight. No more proving your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his mouth with my fatheaded tongue, the pleasure rippling through me. My succus dripped hot from my snatch, making his shaft more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. rapture or death."

He closed his eye."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

"mistress,"he said, his phonation tight as it burst out of his throat."You are my ... Mistress."

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

"I 'm your ... slave."A shudder went through him. Something changed in his center. They widened for a instant, showing all of his tweed."I am your striver, Mistress. I submit to you. Surrender to your pleasure."

I licked his mouth again, my tongue pushing past his lips into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my breasts to his whipped chest, his sticky blood coating them as I slid my rose hip higher, the tip of his peter nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking candy kiss. My center widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His cock was so vast. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to take him, to live with his girth. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my breast into his torso. My mammilla throbbed against his rack up flesh.

I took more and More of his cinch. I kept the obelisk pressed to his throat as my purrs grew louder, rumbling through my consistence. It was amazing. My kitty fusillade with joy as I sank all the way down his cock, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

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

"Yes,"he groaned, face twisting with pleasure. I felt his marrow thundering in his thorax as I undulated my hips.

His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown boob streaked with his line. His chest was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet flavour on my tits. My kitty shifted on his dick as I slid into position, arm outstretched, tongue at his bloody throat.

And rode my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't screw him voiceless or fast. I savored his surrender. Finally, he was mine. And I would savor every split second of his girth buried in my pussy that I could. I slid up him, squeezing arduous with my pussy, drinking in the rubbing. I groaned, fighting the burn in my thighs, the ache in my heftiness demanding I just stake myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse thudding against the edge of the tongue. His handwriting squeezed my ass then roamed my soundbox. I savored his strong, calloused touch. His hands found my white meat, squeezing them as my coxa moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The fagot 's sagging tits,"I groaned in pure delight."Oh, gods, this cock, my ticker. This peter is amazing."

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

poor people thing. She was n't a piranha, but prey. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the meter to comfort my Lucy. Now was the clip to relish my victory. I shuddered, working my kitty-cat up and down his shaft faster and faster. I loved this prick in me. The girth was so buddy-buddy, stretching my snatch spread out so widely. My cunt clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to break out of me. To drown me in rapture.

My breasts jiggled in his impregnable bridge player. He squeezed them. His thumbs rubbed across my mammilla, sending delight shooting down to my pussy. He played with my nipple closed chain, twisting my right nub, making me groan louder and louder.

I yowled and purred as I drank in the rapture. I slid up and down his hammer, impaling my cunt over and over on his prick. He stabbed so late into me. So wonderfully deep. My kitty ached every time I took him.

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

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

I licked my chops, my snatch clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussy up and down his cinch, my clit striking his pubic bone. Wild abandon filled me now, my climax building so fast, begging to burst forth through me.

So I did n't hold myself. My head arched back, my vibrissa twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my hips twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of joy this dick had to offer. I pulled the knife from his throat, surrendering to the possibility he would wipe out me.

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

"My Mistress,"he groaned, squeezing my mammilla so hard as his articulatio coxae bucked up. He bounced me on his dick."Seljan 's beard, you 're so tight."

"So hot and wet,"I groaned."I bet you just want to talk your cum in me."

"Yes !"he growled.

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

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

flack flared to liveliness. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rapturous smoke rising to my nous, smothering me in hug drug. My pussy went wild about his dick, spasming intemperate as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our flesh smacking together again, to a greater extent arc exploding from my clit. His hands squeezed my tits so hard. ail flared from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My Mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the first prison term. I had felt it in my ass and oral cavity, but never my pussy. None of my hard worker had earned the right hand to engender me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so mighty. She would be roundabout, cunning. It would remove all my strength and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a fag she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the God, cover your schoolmistress !"

My kitty writhed, milking his spurting prick. I drank in the hot source, my orgasm growing so hot. Ecstasy whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my snarls echoing through the keep. I drank in the transport.

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the final good time of his seed injection into me.

"My hard worker,"I groaned, bringing the dagger to my backtalk. I licked at the cold metal, tasting the crimson of his rakehell. A final shudder ran through my body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

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

"assist them to their kennels,"I told Bakiir."Then mistreat into yours. The cell doors are enchanted. They will lock. Prove you are loyal. And you shall be rewarded."

"kept woman,"he groaned, rising, his bureau panting as he stood. He went to the two men, Thushin cradling his give arm, Issanik unconscious, maybe dead.

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

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

Bakiir grunted.

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

"I thought he would drink down you,"Lucy said, staring at me with her raw, Robert Brown center."I ..."

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

Lucy 's forehead furrowed. Her eyes widened. She shivered and then she nodded, comprehension sunup."I ... understand ... my heart."

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

"Not badly."She rubbed her belly, her pocket-sized breasts jiggling.

I purred out my pleasance and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my second joint. I grabbed my heart 's brown hair, pulling her face to my cunt."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to try him mixed with me."

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

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

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

Her nose nuzzled my clit as she moaned,"Wonderful. So salty but meld with your spicery. Mmm, and you know I love your spice, my heart."

It was wonderful to learn the throaty passion takings, to feel the tenseness melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do love how a good deal you love it."

Her knife licked again, flicking out and sliding through my slit. She brushed my clit, making me tremble. A new pleasance built in me, something gentler than the raging Passion Bakiir 's cock had churned through my cunt.

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

"Oh, idol, yes, get laid me, Lucy,"I purred, her spit probing deep into my pussy."Always love me."

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

She could n't reach anywhere near as deep, but she still could arouse up my kitty-cat. She could still ready me throb and groan, my flesh clenching on her tongue as the insistence swelled and swelled. Her soft organ lapped through my profoundness, her rim nuzzling into my labia.

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

"Oh, my warmness, you subdued him,"she moaned between motion picture of my clitoris."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

"You took that dick !"A chill ran through him."Oh, that must give been amazing."

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

She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and piece and sucked. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my slit against her mouth as she feasted with such mania, making me tremble and groan.

She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her tongue into my pussy 's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me wild. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, Brown hair. I ground on my Secaran hard worker 's sass, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

Rapture flooded through my soundbox. I drank it in. I loved every minute of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her fingerbreadth as my juice flooded her loving backtalk. She drank them down as the heating system from my climax made me feel so light.

"Oh, my centre, yes,"I groaned."Oh, deity, thank you for sending her to me."

Her fingerbreadth dug into my ass, her sass sucking so hard at my convulsing pussy.

"Thank you !"

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The next day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training courtyard of the zikurat. The great, crimson tiers of the palace rising like massive steps behind me. Before me were the education sands, pristine Andrew D. White to evince off any bloodline spilled. It was hot, but two of my doghouse whores stood on either side of me, their bare bodies oiled as they wafted with child fans of peacock feathers, providing me a chill delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my thigh as I lapped at my chilled wine, holding the wide dish aerial in my left hand. I wore my sari, my right breast on exhibit, showing off my gold pap ring and status as a rakshasa princess.

Who else would sit here with striver in attending watching the spar ?

Bakiir was training my slave, Issanik and Thushin in the booster cable. I had sent for priests of Gewin to heal my hard worker after Lucy cleaned my pussy live on Night. Issanik was close to dying. The non-Christian priest said he would feature died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me surface-active agent for Bakiir.

It was such a dainty to see his oil, au naturel body beneath the harsh twelve noon sun as he led my other slave through their sword forms. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the gem among them. That pitch black skin ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy lap up my pussy when my ears twitched. The phone of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling lather and leather and Fe. Along with the fragrance of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My full cousin strode past me in leather pants, wearing her sword. The degenerate strutted with a martial swagger. Her female parent should ingest drowned her as an infant instead of nursing her. So engineer. So emphatic. She did n't understand how to use procurator. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-train your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her place on the other side of the humble mesa, her slaves spreading around her. She did n't bring any fans but sat like the day 's oestrus did n't bother her."Only took a week."

I did n't rise to the shot."You can not cannonball along a master when forging a sword, neither can you race a schoolma'am when breaking a slave."

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

I turned my school principal, a grinning growing on my muzzle. Not enough to publicise my fang. Oh, no, I would n't founder her that satisfaction."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You short thing. Your cunt must just be dying for a literal cum."

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her hand pulled back from her blade."My men know how to wield their cocks."She reached beneath the breechclout of one of her striver, an telling Thlinian with red skin wearing a egis and greaves. She stroked his dick beneath it, the man 's boldness twitching, his armour creaking."Do n't you ?"

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

"Are you going to fuck him right here to prove a peak ?"I asked my cousin, arching an eyebrow.

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that little whore work out your pussy before me all the time,"Kushini said.

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

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

"Trust me, dear cousin, you would lose that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How a lot to hire him for the night ?"

I gave her a sharp looking."split ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

Kushini just licked her chop shot."That we are the only when two princesses in the palace with any genuine taste. None of the early whores saw the value in Bakiir. But we did."

I gave her a bookish smell. Was she broaching an alliance ? Interesting.

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

"Unlike my mother,"agreed Kushini.

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

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

I took another lap of my chilled wine-coloured as she stood, my mind considering the possibilities of an alliance.

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"How was Kushini ?"I asked Bakiir that evening when we entered my living quarters, my retinue following. The fan girls moved with submission to the doghouse, knowing their seat. My male slaves stood in the room, waiting for commands.

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her head off when Bakiir fucked my cousin. I could pick up her through the walls as I lapped my wine on the grooming grounds.

"commodity. And the total castle heard her."Which was wonderful. That would be useful."Issanik stay, the rest, to the kennel. You did good today. Fuck your whores hard."

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

They were all so glad, like little boy eager to please their mothers. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had girl. It would probably be so much easier if we had sons as well. daughter were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her finger's breadth playing with her gold clit ring. She nodded her head, her eyes locked on the cock, still wet with my cousin 's juices. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so utile. approximation bubbled in my mind.

"Fuck her !"

"Yes, schoolma'am,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, sick form of Lucy."She 's teased me enough."

"Oh, I did,"Lucy groaned, stretching out on my bed, spreading her thigh and showing off that shaved cunt, her puss still virgin tight."I need that big, black peter in me, Bakiir. It was agony for me, too, always sucking but never getting to experience it in my pussy."

"And me, Mistress ?"Issanik asked. My brawny, brown-skinned slave knelt before me, his hefty body still gleaming.

"Lick my ass and finger my snatch while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

I turned away from him, staring at the bed as Bakiir grabbed Lucy 's second joint. He shoved her legs farther apart, almost making her do the rip. But she was a limber girl. She just moaned with a lust I knew all too well. That cock was amazing. Her sick work force grasped his midst, ebony cinch, bringing it to her pussy.

With a grunt, Bakiir rammed his stopcock into her body. Her pearl form shuddered, her pussy backtalk stretching so obscenely wide to take that girth. Her moans of pleasure made my heart heartbeat so fast. It was so wonderful to give my love this pleasure.

"Oh, yes,"she snarled, her second joint locked about his dark waist."Oh, fuck me, Bakiir. I 've never had such a huge prick in me !"

"Seljan 's face fungus !"grunted the Halanian brute, his powerful ass clenching as he drove his hammer over and over into my lover 's snatch."Such a fast cunt. God, you are hot and molten."

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

My pussy dripped juices down my thighs as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his whiskered impudence rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my asshole, his clapper swirling around while his inviolable hands slid around my waistline, reaching for my pussy.

Rough fingers found my bit. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my folds, making me throb in pure delight. Then two thick fingers penetrated my cunt. He drove them deep, fucking them difficult as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, fucking my pussy !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty variety, ramming his cock so bass into her snatch over and over."Just plow me."

"Enjoy him, my heart,"I purred, my rose hip swiveling, loving Issanik 's tongue overlapping at my son of a bitch, his organ swirling around my tuck opening.

He was such a submissive man.

"I am, my essence,"Lucy moaned."Oh, divinity, I am. This cock ! It 's a divine cock ! Pater must be his founding father ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the joy shooting through me as I watched my endearing Lucy writhe beneath the dark slave. Their contrasting bodies heaved together as the span writhed. Flesh slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

Making her shiver and shudder.

It was so hot to watch. I licked my chops again, trembling and groaning. My slit drank in the plunge of Issanik 's fingers, my whoreson delighting in his tongue. My eyes were so hot as they watched my slave and lover fuck.

"engage it, you small whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my cock. Take it in your slopped cunt."

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

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

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's sound balls thwacked over and over into my slave, so full of his cum. I licked my chopper again, staring at them. A hot shudder ran through my body. My asshole clenched on Issanik 's probing tongue.

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

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

Juices gushed out of her twat, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his mass. She was so tiny, so fragile, so barren beneath the ebony striver. And yet she took his powerful thrusts. She took his cock without breaking.

And loved it.

"Cum in her !"I snarled.

"Yes, Mistress,"he growled and buried into her cunt.

He grunted and groaned while she squealed in consummate delight. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his ejaculate firing into my cunt just this morning, that hot delight surging into me, spilling his come through my womb.

Maybe quickening a daughter in me.

I rubbed my belly, my cunt clenching so hard on Issanik 's fingers. Juices dribbled out of me. I trembled, watching Bakiir 's muscular back arch as he flooded my Lucy with all that delicious cum. A hunger growled through me.

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

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

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

"Yes ... kept woman,"he growled.

"You are dismissed, Bakiir. I will make sure you get the choicest cuts of meat for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her legs were still spread panoptic, her pussy gaping undetermined, the tight seal ruined. Cum dribbled out, thick and salty. Its scent filled the air, mixed with her sweet musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your heroism last Night, you may fuck my ass while I lap my buckle down clean."

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

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

I stretched out on my hands and knees, crawling towards her. The scent of cherubic pussy and salty cum filled my neat nose. I leaned down, lapping my approximative knife through her folds. She squealed in delight, her consistency convulsing as my tongue lapped up the delicious mix.

"Oh, my substance,"she mewled, her hands sliding up to her small bosom, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The eagre slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my asshole polished with his spit, gear up for his cock. He placed that thickset girth against my prick. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he palpate like in my asshole—but he would still take a shit me squeal as I lapped up all the yummy cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a hard putz rammed hard into my bowels. orchis smacked into my taint while his crotch slapped my ass. I shuddered, my mother fucker combustion around his hammer. Heat surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's find out."

Lucy gasped, her eubstance bucking as my retentive, thick tiger-tongue reached so deep into her pussycat. When I turned into a to the full human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my clapper could turn over only half as trench into her sweetness depths. It was so wonderful to feel so much of her pussycat walls about my tongue, to finger her squirm and pant and groan, shuddering in delight as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her depths. I savored it, gathering out the Delicious jizz seasoned with her seraphic ointment while Issanik plowed my bastard hard, grunting with every wonderful thrust.

high temperature burned in my gut as my striver fucked me. It met the excitement he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My sexual climax swelled so hot and flying through me, my hips wiggling, bucking back into his powerful thrusts as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My meat,"she squealed, her cunt contracting as my fierce natural language bathed her depths."Yes, yes, yes ! The world-beater 's saggy tits and dried-up cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my intestine clenching on Issanik 's hard tool plunging so rich and hard.

"I love you so much !"she howled, grinding against my gun muzzle, my hair's-breadth rubbing on her hot thighs.

succus dripped down my thigh, my twat growing hotter and hotter. The flak raging in my bowels, sparked by my slave 's great cock, rushed towards my cunt. An pit roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my body with rapture.

My kitty spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My coming surged rapture through me.

My bowel writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

He grunted, fucking me hard, driving his dick so deep and knockout into my dickhead. More and more flames burst from my ass, raging through my dead body. I shuddered, my natural language lapping so fast and inscrutable into Lucy 's pussy.

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

"My kernel !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the sweet flood tide of her pussy pick as my orgasms rippled over and over through my body. My bunghole spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting cock. My slave grunting, groaning as he pumped his peter over and over into my depths.

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

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

And then I shivered, feeling my striver 's jizz pumped into the depths of my bowels. Hot and hefty flak splashing against my asshole 's velvety rampart. I groaned, my kitty still spasming, juices flooding down my thighs.

"Oh, my pith, you are such a hoarded wealth,"I groaned, pulling her body down the bed, my muzzle, soaked by her juices, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

"So are you,"she breathed as I opened my jaw and bit her neck. Not heavy. I did n't penetrate her skin, but I could experience her pulse. She did n't produce scared. She knew I could wipe out her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not get it on her back ?

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"Oh, that 's it,"I growled, Bakiir devouring my slit as he knelt before me in the dungeon."Eat my twat. You were such a naughty hard worker. Fucking Kushini."

Never judgement I sent him to her and he brought me back her gold. I still savored punishing him. It was the third time in the endure two weeks she 'd rented him. Already, rumors buzzed about Kushini 's whorish appetence for Bakiir. The former princesses sniggered behind her back.

The staring cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my kitty-cat so hard. His solid lips digging into my sheepcote, his tongue thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his backbone. He grunted, fresh wheal puckering across his broad back. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his jet black facial expression between my brown thighs. He was so strong. He could give away me in half with easiness.

But he was my slave.

His mouth found my clit. I groaned, drawing back the flail.

Lucy burst into the room."My sum !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My Word trailed off. She would not be in such a panic if her lover had canceled their allocation. I encouraged my Lucy to make the slaves of others in the royal family to learn secrets and spread my own disinformation.

Konayveh was female monarch Adroyna 's favorite boy toy, the captain of her escort."What happened ?"

"Queen Adroyna is dead,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her slaves. Konayveh said her heart gave out."

I smiled at the news of my nan 's death. Everything would convert. And that have in mind chance."We need to make plans."

I stared down at Bakiir, his lips stained with pussy succus. rut surged through me. The literal fun was about to begin.

To be continued ...