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

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The orbit exploded with cheerfulness, the peasants and lowborn human race rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin. I leaned forward in my tail end in the royal box, a palpable inflammation shooting through my heart as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, dear cousin-german,"Kushini purred, her pinko tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather pant creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her knocker, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her productive, blue skin, cupping a breast. The mamilla ring piercing her right nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal family line. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human being cleaning woman from the neck down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple ring, my ears flicking. A wet itch swelled in my pussy at the contact, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new learning. I could see his muscleman ripple beneath his ebony tegument, his read/write head glow in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the white littoral zone of the arena. splattering and pocket billiards crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still fresh from the utmost fight.

I breathed, my signified of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human grimace appear in world. The chagrin of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the base would lower my position among the royal menage for years.

"Yes, he is a kickshaw,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted eye sparkling with lust."Can you smell 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 purple sari trimmed in gold that covered my left breast and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a sporting lady in tight pant and baring both tits.

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

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

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

"You think he can defeat Henyak ?"I asked as queer Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the movement of the box, still looking royal despite her age, her Orange fur spotted with gray-headed that gave her an air of dignity.

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

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

"Such a delicious fighter,"king Adroyna said."So strong."

"His line shall ornament the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a sinewy human, a native Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with iron macho-man and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a champion, a man who had fought for years and twelvemonth. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the danger. Especially fighting new gladiator with promise, ending any threats to his mastery before they could match him.

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

"He 'll have to shut down his oculus to fuck her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our dead body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me raw, her shin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed reek of the peasants crowding the stands, eager for their entertainment and relief from the drudgery of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't appear afraid at all. I caught a flash of E. B. White. A grin. A mocking smiling as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in banded steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a breechclout, 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 slave were so rarefied. That pale hide was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her vernal face. I 'd owned her for three years, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the dearest in her brown heart, the smile on her lips, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, brown hair.

She pushed my second joint apart, her digit sending tingle up my body. My warmness raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kisses on my flesh as she moved up my second joint towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My affectionateness, though none of my sisters, first cousin, auntie, or even my nanna could make out that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my kitty licking striver.

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

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

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the auditory sensation of my name drawing my attention 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 worked up, my bloodline boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So strong. So strong. He could discover me in half. How sweet it would be to see him on his knee before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's tongue slid through my pussy crimp and flicked my clit. I groaned, my pinna and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my nipple, twisting the dark nub. The chill raced down to my hot pussy, to my button bathed by Lucy 's nonplus tongue.

"start it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense up now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small-scale dress. She was so short and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her center."battle !"

"killing him, Henyak,"queen regnant Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white litoral, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussycat clenched, Lucy 's tongue spirit so wonderful as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy sense of taste of my musk.

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

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every here and now of his powerful body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my exit hired hand, pulling my beloved slave 's sassing deep into my slit. I ground on her as the air rang with weapons meeting, clattering.

The crew cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

Other princesses in the stands watched, some having body slave devour their twat or have a go at it their cunt, brawny slaves who would breed dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and make the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a girl Bakiir would establish me.

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

The beautiful lady friend caressed my second joint as her clapper slid through my folds and brushed my button. My nub throbbed, my delight swelling in my depths. joy rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my clit. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

Crimson flashed. Blood sheeted down Henyak 's breast, a glancing shock from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her finger pulling on both her nipples. She purred as loudly as me now."Kill !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. Fast, quick driving force, driving Bakiir back. My snatch clenched, my venter tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. stemma spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that howling aroma. Blood. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's olfactory property as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneeling crotch, 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 cuticle, leaving the Halanian open to attack.

I smiled, seeing the tone on Bakiir 's brass as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's athirst oral fissure. My warmheartedness lapped at the cream flooding out of my cunt. I shuddered, my titmouse heaving, my leftover beneath my sari, my right wing exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

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

I shuddered, my slit spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the blood spurted. The deep red arched through the air. Kushini yowled so aloud, then roared out as her hefty climax wracked her lissome body.

The rapture boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood splattering across his dark chest, adding vividness to that ebony body. I licked my tongue across my chops, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

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

nance Adroyna 's head shot to me, her graying ear twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic joy."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."auction sale !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to world-beater Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian slave, chief of the female monarch 's bodyguard. Her headspring nodded as she looked at me."It has been three months since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chop shot, my climax peaking."I know, Grandmother."

Her centre narrowed. She had been looking forward to fucking Henyak. Her peach should be dry at her age, but she kept it lubed with young men. The fagot turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his enemy, breathing hard, blood streaming down his offend second joint. He faced the female monarch.

"auction bridge, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

"Your Aug majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the offer beginning at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her animal foot and rushed towards the border of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a look over her shoulder, licking her chopper. Her right deal rested on the hilt of her brand, fingering the pommel, an ivory tiger promontory snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my auricle twitching. My fangs hungered for her throat. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would pressure me to consume my income for the month on this striver. I strode forward."You have good taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was elder than me by two months. Her tiger ear twitched. She gave me a hungry smile."Yes, you do suffer undecomposed preference, Auntie 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 record weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of ira, was trivial. Brutal and loose. 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 bid, proof that you were a cunning killer. A true predator.

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

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

"You must really want to lick his dead body clean and jerk of Henyak 's pedigree,"I said.

She shuddered in delectation."Such a treat does n't come along that often."

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

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

"former ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a vicious snarl, pushing off from the railing and marching away, clutching at her swollen 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 Thomas More than practice your steel on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her news were flat, a hint of a growl grumbling in her throat."You think I 'd neutralise him with such needless butchery."

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

"Garbage from the docks."A delicious tremor ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something extra. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so majestic. He maybe a striver, but he does n't believe it."

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

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a flicker in her eye."How badly do you need to see him worshiping you like that little tart behind you ?"

choler flared in me. But I did n't rise to her insult. I did n't even twitch a hairsbreadth."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a flavor."Though I considered letting you have him. How much more can you take over from your female parent before she grows wild with you."

Her rim curled back, baring Fang. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two hefty slaves 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 mind, added, my mettle to the end of the prison term."He will be worth every gold coin."

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My cunt burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to cure his wound. I wanted him entirely and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my preferent slaves, yanked Bakiir 's thick coat of arms into place.

His face was concentrated, eyes defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His cerebration worked behind his defiant masquerade party, pondering how to escape. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as hard as him. And I had more striver in my kennels, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to befool me with complacency.

I loved my keep. It was the pet constituent of my quarter in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the hotness trapped in here. No airy balconies to enjoy the quite a little of the metropolis of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heating. Not in here. The rampart were unrelieved stone. Black smoothing iron Chain hung from the roof, each ending in manacle. From bait on the wall hung my toys, all my flails and whip and paddles and crop. So many fun pawn to playact with.

The cuff snapped keep out about Bakiir 's wrist joint, the locks clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunting the muscle of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the line in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his ebony tree soma, feeling the hardness of his muscles. 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 lash,"he growled.

"trade good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder steel. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spinal column, tasting the table salt of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my nude crotch into his ass, humping against him, my mamilla rubbing on his back. I never wore clothes in my donjon. No one did. This was a topographic point of joy and pain, and those were best go through naked. My hands reached around him, my purulent 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 slit clenching in eager prevision. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder vane and making him groan. His dick twitched in my helping hand, hardening, swelling, growing even handsome as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his dick, crushing his crown. My early manus found his formal, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his balls. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against tooth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his heavily heftiness, tingling racing through his body. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd reach me this, urinate me cogitate he weakened. But soon he 'd think of it.

I stroked his hammer again, still operose, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love bit, letting him feel my fangs but not penetrating the muscles of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this feel full, break one's back ?"

He shuddered, my manus stroking so fast, my thumb rubbing that midst, spongy pate."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you recollect I would do to you here ? Hurt you ?"

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? urinate you shed blood and howl ? That we eat you ?"I licked my backtalk."That 's so truthful. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The Father of the Church of my first daughter. She might be fagot one day. Does n't that excite you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your cock says otherwise. You are so hard. So eager for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock throb in my bridge player as he grunted through his dentition."Oh, yes, you are going to be so lots fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy dripping. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd civilize her, her middle staring up at me, shining with such dewy turmoil. Beside her knelt my two male slaves, their cocks both hard before them.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her minuscule tits bouncing. They were such lovely breasts. My centre flicked down to her tight slit, her pussy freshly shaved and glistening. The atomic number 79 ring 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 brown skin ripple. He was a aborigine Naithan, his prick bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the corner and sat on it. His peter was so gruelling ; the cock band tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his hard-on, until I allowed him.

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

His rooster brushed my pussy. I shivered, my pelvic arch undulating, then I slid my puss down his dick. I groaned, his light beam spreading me open. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my spike twitching as I took More and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong men roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the respective whiplash and flails, her slim articulatio coxae wiggling with excitement, her dark-brown hair sweeping down her slender back.

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

He stared at me, middle so hard."I do n't have a go at it ... Mistress."

My puss clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his lastingness. He was so whole. His hands moved, one sliding down to rag my clit, the other to grope my white meat. My auricle twitched as he nuzzled his facial expression into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a lose weight equitation crop made out of loaded bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging sound."I think this will do, my heart."

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his dead body tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His jet black pecker bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's peter, stirring his pecker through my pussy. A waste wave of heat washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his forehead as his body drank in the sting pain. Lucy had such a wicked smile on her lips as she walked around him, her hand caressing his muscular body. She reached his shaft, her sick finger wrapped about his sable girth.

"Mmm, did you like the kiss of my crop, slave ?"she asked.

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her allow hand and cracking the riding craw across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's dick, his jumpy finger rubbing at my button, sending such delight through me.

"Slave ?"Lucy asked."Oh, I am so much to a greater extent than a slave."

go !

Her fingers rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your punishment and your advantage,"Lucy purred, stroking his dick faster. She leaned in, licking at the dark welt rising across the musculus of his chest.

He sucked in a breath, arms pulling at his mountain range as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can commit you pleasure."She rubbed the palm tree of her mitt into the tip of his iniquity tool, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can consecrate you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"Worship our fancy woman, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The harvest swung hard.

CRACK !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my tenderness study. She was such a tremendous charwoman. So loving, so vicious, so eager to visit pain sensation for both our joy. I could find out her play for hours.

"Do you want to worship her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her knees before him. She still stroked his huge cock."Do you want to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a granitic tone, total of all his stoical defiance. He would take every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never break, to never idolise me, to never be my obedient slave like Thushin and Issanik.

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his defiance. delight rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger rubbing heavy band on my clit, but more from this strong, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to crusade pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful woman 's mouth locked about your stopcock, sucking so operose ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, coat of arms pulling against the chain of mountains as she bobbed her nous. I could hear her noisy sucks, my clitoris throbbing, knowing how scrumptious her backtalk was.

sally !

She cracked the crop into his chest as she sucked. It swished again over her head to thwack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and joy burning through his body at the Lapp time. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his cock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her fresh juices down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his pecker, her pass moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the flock of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown pilus danced about her shoulders. And then there was his solid, ebony bulk, such a contrast between the two.

CRACK !

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

pass !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's brass tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouthpiece. The range of mountains rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The welt rose on his flesh, marks of painfulness 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 pussy clenched on Thushin 's cock. He hefted me loyal and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, fuddled silk of my pussy burning at the stake around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

CRACK !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding craw slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be strong. But he wanted that vent. His coming ached to explode out of his balls and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to glut her mouth. Her kitty-cat !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her tight slit. To pump away at her pale flesh."

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

cleft !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of luxuria, a race of all female, needing males to fertilize our appetites for pain and cock and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something wondrous 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 cock as he worked my cunt up and down his girth.

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

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his welted breast.

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

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll flood her sass with my cum—"Pain burned across his face. He stared down in ferocity at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned sporting lady !"

She 'd bit his prick. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The harvest fell from her hands to plunge them between her second joint. She rubbed at her pussy while Bakiir fought against the pain, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the Oliver Stone floors and flooding the keep with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain in the ass burn in Bakiir 's human face, the pleasure reaching through my warmness 's body.

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

"NO !"

His spokesperson thundered through the elbow room. My coming exploded inside me.

I drank in his rebelliousness. My pussy went wild about Thushin 's hammer. He groaned, wanting so badly to flood my bitch with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his cock limit 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 Diospyros ebenum muscles straining. The defiance burning through his limbs. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged higher and higher through me.

I would savour breaking him.

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

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

My thick spit rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her sweet juice. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her low breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her digit squeezing her pap while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin sheets. assuredness air wafted in through my open windowpane, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to continue the stink of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My marrow 's juice melted on my natural language. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my whiskers rubbing on her thighs. delectation shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her silklike pulp. My ears twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my substance !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The poove 's withered twat, yes !"

"Mmm, rain shower me in your sweet juice, my core,"I purred between hot, thirsty licks."shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with infuriated thirstiness, my tongue lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and moan. I made her shudder in pure delight. She humped so surd against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her lowly knocker jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her fair boldness burning with scarlet passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my natural language rasped across her pussy. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silky depth. A rakshasa 's tongue was thicker than a humans, like a tiger, gravelly and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, 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 heart, yes !"

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedight her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as weak. You did not love slaves. You did not have it off anything. man loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

We feasted upon them. How could you ever roll in the hay your quarry ?

But then I met Lucy. The first off time I saw her crying in the striver pen, draped in tag, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her boob and face, something kindled in my mettle. She was destined for the bawdyhouse. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiators and champion. But her eyes met mine. Those gentle, Robert 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 foulness. sinlessness I could mold, anatomy, 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 eye. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those solid, small tits. Her moan echoed through the room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her brownness pilus swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My marrow !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's wizen tits, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her cunt. A geyser of cacoethes. My hair's-breadth twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She priming coat against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry backtalk, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her rage as it raged through her body. I savored every fall 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 thigh. Its base rubbed on my clitoris, giving me a gustatory sensation of pleasure as I kept eating my beautiful bosom. I devoured her cunt. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

"Malakisha !"she howled."I love you ! I love you so a lot !"

My ears twitched at her Bible. My pussy clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chop, gathering up her angelic musk. I stared up her flushed physical structure, such joy burning at the stake in her brownness heart, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my slit. Fuck me voiceless ! Pound me ! strike your pleasure in me !"

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

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her peel. The heat beneath her. My troll breasts rubbed on her wan skin. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a fat Brown compared to his deep ebony, but it still was a delicious sight. My mamilla ached as they caressed her flesh, my nipple ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her breasts. I paused, swirling my natural language around her flop pitcher's mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my pugnacious tongue swirled over her pink tit. Everything about her was so pale and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my voice midst with primal thirst. I nipped her nipple with my acutely fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my open jaw seized her pharynx. My teeth pricked at her neck, dimpling her tegument. I felt her pulse punt through her throat. It did n't increase. No veneration sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little Thomas More pressure sensation from my bite and I would rip out her throat. I could kill her, and no one would care. She was my striver. I could feed on every bit of her, use her to flow every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her thighs locked around my pelvis as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her heart raced truehearted as joy surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the handgrip of my jaws.

The floor of my dildo pressed on my clitoris. I plunged in hard, fast, thrusting into her depths, stirring her pussy to a hot froth as she groaned and shuddered beneath me. She humped up into my thrusts, driving the toy harder into my clitoris as our consistency slapped together.

"My inwardness !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, screw me ! dishonour me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hip hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my twat and through my eubstance. My ears twitched as her fingerbreadth traced my acantha, sending shudder racing through my body. Driving my hips to have intercourse her harder, faster.

Our frame slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her love and passion. Her voice was so Sweet. Our spicy and cherubic musks filled the air with beauty. I breathed in her fragrance, our twat, 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 king 's wrinkly ass, yes ! handle me ! cover my slit ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every poking. The base of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My pussy clenched. juice dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One raciness, and I would taste her blood. I would feed on her.

I wanted to. My pelvic arch plunged faster. My dentition tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So loving. I could never offend her. I rammed my dildo into her depths. Her body shivering beneath me. Her delight squeaking out of her rim as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling maze burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my soundbox. Her hands held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her groan sang through the air as we shared our rage. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fang. I shivered, letting my alteration go, letting my human aspect appear. Fur and sensory hair retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, inglorious tomentum growing, spilling about my face as my rim became balmy like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barriers. Our torso pressed tight, holding each other as our climax peaked. Only with her did I let out my human typeface. Her bridge player moved, touching my smooth cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our olfactory organ together, wanting to purr, but unable to with man vocal chords.

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two day without cumming ... And the dog house are so noisy."Lucy gave a pixilated giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their women as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't jazz a man could go two days without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to partake his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded whore of his pressed up against the kennel bars, her breast 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 reward. She lived in his cell, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

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

"He 's so strong. He 'll harbor for solar day 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 hard worker. 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 wicked grin."He has to hump that old, toothless tabby 's dried-up cunt. He yearns for hot, tight quim."

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

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

I smiled. Why else did I let Lucy let her buff ?

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"Your putz looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his Chain, limb outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her wan digit stroking his ebony cock.

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

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

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

My whip hissed through the air and ...

crevice !

A haemorrhage line appeared on his rear. I shuddered at the scent of coppery blood line spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the nuisance and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his tool 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 jet black ass.

The party whip hissed down at his backbone, his muscular tissue so tense up, his arms straining so hard.

CRACK !

My pussy clenched. Juices 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 pure rage, blood dripping from his wrists, the handcuff biting into his anatomy. The links of the chain ground together as he strained. A trickle of junk fell from the roof as I cracked the whiplash across his back.

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

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right hand chain ripped resign the bolts anchoring it to the ceiling. With a holla of madness, he whipped the heavy length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...