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

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The strand hurtled at me, a grayish-black blur. My rakshasa 's instinct snarled through me. My body sprang to the right. I hit the roughly endocarp bricks of my keep 's floor, rolled hard. Metal struck sway with a mighty clash behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My heart !"Lucy screamed in terror as I came up in a crouch, the fur bristling across my fount and head, my whiskers twitching as I faced the maddened Bakiir.

Such strong point. He pulled liberate the thunderbolt from the Freemasonry. What a daughter he would spawn in me. Despite the danger, or maybe because of it, my pussy was so wet as I stared at the enraged prizefighter. That mighty column of ebony anatomy before me.

If I could naturalise him ...

"Mistress !"Issanik growled. My brawny Naithian slave surged forward to make do Bakiir.

The strand cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's side. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a ledge holding my flails. Wood groaned as he seized it to hold his Libra. But the shelf toppled. A rain of whips and scourges fell with Issanik as he hit the solid ground bit before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood stop dead before Bakiir, her body quiver. Her optic were wide-cut with fear as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and full of desperate hope. She needed me to relieve her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not surd, but enough to bewilder her back and send her tumbling into the cave in ledge. She coughed, clutching her breadbasket, pain crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his left hand, still manacled to the cap, and pulled out the thunderbolt free holding the ring closed. The restraint popped undefendable, freeing him. He flicked the chain in the same motion, striking Thushin 's upraised arms.

alloy cracked on osseous tissue. Thushin grunted, but kept charging in, eager to protect me. He slammed into Bakiir 's body, the men grappling, stumbling back. Lucy coughed again, her face twisted with fear. She glanced at me, shaking her head.

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

My hands twist as Thushin grunted, thrown to the solid ground by Bakiir. The glorious Halanian raised the chain to bewilder him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. os snapped, my slave 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the concatenation again.

He better not pop him.

I strode from the room, my chest jiggling. flame pumped through my veins and succus ran down my thigh. This was so exhilarating. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my dungeon and into my kennel, striding past the John Milton Cage Jr. where others of my striver peered out, the men grasping the bars.

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

Their kennel whores, the female striver I bought to please them, cowered in the backrest, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armory and wrenched it open, revealing the racks of swords and axis of rotation and Mace and obelisk, mickle of armour of all shapes, the train to outfit my striver. I grabbed a long-bladed dagger. It was triangular, starting as spacious as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like point in time. Valyan blade, finest quality, or so the merchant who sold it to me boasted.

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

It was chaos when I returned. Lucy screamed in the box, cowering as Bakiir whipped his range of mountains around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny slave still fought, Thushin cradling his broken arm. They struggled to close in and impound him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's backbone, his good arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing unvoiced. I gripped the dagger, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the strawman, the muscle rippling in his flanks.

The string cracked him across the fount. He snapped back and hit the ground insensate, stock spurting from his nose. I breathed it in, the crimson aroma electrifying my torso. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my tongue, shuddered.

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

I moved.

Before he could develop, I crossed the distance, springing with the f number of a rakshasa. We were predators, unlike humans. We did n't have to be trained to be killers, we simply were. A single leaping carried me behind him. I landed, the obelisk moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the sharp sharpness pressing in his throat. line flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you feel expiry, warrior ?"I asked, my leftfield hand running across his bald header, loving how quiet it was, how glossy in the torch light."Can you feel it quivering against your throat ?"

His face hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a yard multiplication, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to steal away your life. You 've fought so severe, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I could finger his pulse rate throbbing up the leaf blade and into my hand, the frantic beat of his sprightliness."So you have a choice. Let her kill you, or surrender to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the sticker placed against his pharynx. I let it slide, cutting into flesh above his trachea. The outer layer of his skin parted, line flowing. I let him experience the promise of decease as I moved before him. He was ready to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. Crimson spilled over the leaf blade, more ran dark down his chest. His arm cocked, fix to run into. I could see the calculation. Could he swing his 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 combat, but now he felt that feminine touch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasure rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his life pulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongy tip, his peter throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the dagger just a lilliputian bit harder, forcing him to incite his straits back."Or you can surrender to the pleasance I can provide."

He did n't say a word. unemotional person pride faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his body was scourged, even as rip ran down his consistence from the kiss of my whip. And yet his cock was sending him that pleasure, that delight, that aching motive to erupt.

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

All hebdomad he had fought against it. I had n't allowed him to cum. I had Lucy bring him to the threshold over and over while he felt pain. I kept him bound early times, unable to partake himself while listening to my other hard worker rut around him with their kennel whores.

His will was iron. But even iron bent. Especially when heated.

"Just fall into ecstasy and let decease give up 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 throbbing in my hand. He stretched out onto his back as I kept pushing with the sticker, his leg sliding out beneath me. I straddled him, my pussycat on fire.

I brought my cunt to his hard putz, rubbing my puss up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his callousness, my twat sassing begging to engulf every column inch of his girth. He was so big, so fatheaded. All my slaves were hung, but him ...

He made them seem small.

I ran my entrust hand up his mop up chest, crossing the small wound, the descent sticky as it dried. I felt his brawn quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his pharynx, sliding my snatch up and down his turncock, staring into his eyes.

"Death or ecstasy ?"I asked him, leaning over him, my white meat swaying. I ground my clit harder into his dick, the joy rippling through me, my purr rising in my throat. My face fungus 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 clit reached the crown of his dick. I massaged the spongy head.

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

"Feel how wet I am. You can be in me. You can make out your mistress. I 'll even let your seed wasteweir into me. You can be the begetter of my girl. All you have to do is love me. Worship me. Then you 'll experienced rapture. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you women. I 'll lift you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my hips, rubbing my clit across his cock 's crest, feeling it throb and vellication.

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your throat and eat your pith and that will be it. No more than pleasure for you. No more chance to fight. No more proving your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his mouth with my dense natural language, the pleasure rippling through me. My juices dripped hot from my snatch, making his pecker more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. Ecstasy or death."

He closed his eyes."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

"Mistress,"he said, his vox tight as it burst out of his pharynx."You are my ... Mistress."

"mean value it,"I groaned, my clit throbbing on his cock. I rubbed harder."Prove you love me and revere me."

"I 'm your ... slave."A shudder went through him. Something changed in his optic. They widened for a moment, showing all of his whites."I am your hard worker, Mistress. I submit to you. give up to your pleasure."

I licked his oral fissure again, my tongue pushing past his mouth into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my knocker to his whipped chest, his sticky stemma coating them as I slid my coxa higher, the tip of his cock nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking kiss. My centre widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His cock was so huge. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to take him, to swallow his girth. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my breasts into his body. My mammilla throbbed against his whipped flesh.

I took Thomas More and more of his girth. I kept the dagger pressed to his throat as my purrs grew loud, rumbling through my body. It was amazing. My pussycat burst with pleasure as I sank all the way down his shaft, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our kiss, staring into his eyes."Do you sense the advantage for your Robert William Service ?"I asked, my pussy clenching on his dick."Do you understand what submission gives you ?"

"Yes,"he groaned, font twisting with pleasure. I felt his heart thundering in his chest as I undulated my hips.

His men grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my Brown University breast streaked with his blood. His chest of drawers was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet spirit on my tits. My snatch shifted on his dick as I slid into military position, arm outstretched, tongue at his bloody throat.

And rode my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't fuck him hard or fast. I savored his surrender. Finally, he was mine. And I would bask every blink of an eye of his girth buried in my slit that I could. I slid up him, squeezing hard with my pussy, drinking in the clash. I groaned, fighting the burn in my second joint, the ache in my brawn demanding I just impale myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse thudding against the edge of the knife. His hands squeezed my ass then roamed my consistence. I savored his strong, thickened touch. His hands found my tit, squeezing them as my hips moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The fairy 's sagging mammilla,"I groaned in pure joy."Oh, gods, this cock, my heart. This cock is amazing."

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

Poor thing. She was n't a vulture, but quarry. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the fourth dimension to comfort my Lucy. Now was the time to enjoy my victory. I shuddered, working my kitty-cat up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this gumshoe in me. The girth was so duncish, stretching my snatch open so all-encompassing. My snatch clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to burst out of me. To submerge me in rapture.

My breasts jiggled in his warm hands. He squeezed them. His thumbs rubbed across my nipples, sending delight shooting down to my kitty-cat. He played with my pap closed chain, twisting my the right way nub, making me groan louder and louder.

I yowled and purred as I drank in the rapture. I slid up and down his turncock, impaling my cunt over and over on his dick. He stabbed so deep into me. So wonderfully deep. My pussy 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 telling as you."

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

I licked my chops, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussy up and down his girth, my clit striking his pubic bone. untamed abandon filled me now, my orgasm construction so fast, begging to burst forth through me.

So I did n't hold back myself. My head arched back, my face fungus twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my articulatio coxae twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of pleasure this cock had to offer up. I pulled the knife from his throat, surrendering to the possibility he would kill me.

I had to know. Was he sincere in his meekness ?

"My Mistress,"he groaned, squeezing my tits so hard as his coxa bucked up. He bounced me on his cock."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 pussy. But you ... You have earned it. Take your reward."

I slammed down his dick, my clit striking his pubic bone. Muriel Spark flared through me, landing on the touchwood of my orgasm.

Fires flared to life. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rhapsodic dope rising to my judgement, smothering me in ecstasy. My pussy went wild about his dick, spasming hard as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our figure smack together again, More twinkle exploding from my clit. His bridge player squeezed my titty so hard. Pain flame from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My schoolmistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the offset metre. I had felt it in my ass and sassing, but never my pussy. None of my hard worker had earned the right to multiply me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so powerful. She would be circuitous, cunning. It would read all my military capability and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a queen she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the immortal, breed your Mistress !"

My puss writhed, milking his spurting cock. I drank in the hot ejaculate, my orgasm growing so hot. Ecstasy whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my snap echoing through the dungeon. I drank in the rapture.

And loved it.

"My schoolma'am,"he groaned as the terminal blast of his seed barb into me.

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

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

"Help them to their doghouse,"I told Bakiir."Then maltreat into yours. The cell room access are enchanted. They will lock up. essay you are loyal. And you shall be rewarded."

"Mistress,"he groaned, rising, his thorax heaving as he stood. He went to the two men, Thushin cradling his broken arm, Issanik unconscious, maybe dead.

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

Men grunted in infliction."Got to teach 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 rent stained brass."I 'm animated. You do n't accept to be afraid."

"I thought he would kill you,"Lucy said, staring at me with her raw, brown middle."I ..."

"But he didn't."I nuzzled against her cheek, lapping up her salty tears then rubbing my fur into the silk of her hide."Risks have to be taken to attach great rewards. You can not be afraid. You have to seize your opportunity and act."

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

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

"Not badly."She rubbed her belly, her diminished tit jiggling.

I purred out my pleasure and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my thighs. I grabbed my marrow 's Brown University hair, pulling her nerve to my snatch."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to taste him mixed with me."

Lucy did n't fighting. She loved me too much to ever resist me. Her face nuzzled into my pussy. Her Brown eye stared up at me. I shivered at the passion in them as her spit licked through my cum-filled sheep pen, gathering Bakiir 's jizz out of me.

It was so energise to share this with her, the passion of a man finally desirable to breed me. My nerve raced as I undulated my rose hip, grinding my pussy on her hot lips. Her spit licked again, exploring into my sheepfold, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

"How does he taste ?"I asked, my representative so throaty.

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

It was wonderful to try the throaty passion restoration, to finger the tension melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do know how much you love it."

Her tongue licked again, flicking out and sliding through my pussy. She brushed my clitoris, making me tremble. A new pleasure built in me, something gentler than the raging passion Bakiir 's stopcock 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 affectionate tingle racing through my body, rising from my puss, making my toes curl, my tit ache, and my heart beat.

"Oh, gods, yes, eff me, Lucy,"I purred, her spit probing deep into my snatch."Always love me."

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

She could n't get through anywhere near as cryptic, but she still could stir up my pussy. She could still make me shiver and groan, my flesh clenching on her tongue as the imperativeness swelled and swelled. Her gentle reed organ lapped through my depths, her rim nuzzling into my labia.

My clit ached as she swirled her tongue around it, caressing it. Her lips latched on, sucking hard. My entire trunk convulsed, my Robert Brown breast heaving. I howled, licking my chops as I savored her tongue stirring the joy through my body.

"Oh, my heart, you subdued him,"she moaned between moving-picture show of my clit."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

"You took that cock !"A shudder ran through him."Oh, that must bear been amazing."

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

She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and nibbled and sucked. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my pussy against her mouth as she feasted with such passion, making me shiver 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 script holding tight to her silky, brown hair. I ground on my Secaran slave 's mouth, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

Rapture flooded through my body. I drank it in. I loved every here and now of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her fingers as my juices flooded her loving mouth. She drank them down as the hotness from my sexual climax made me feel so light.

"Oh, my heart, yes,"I groaned."Oh, gods, thank you for sending her to me."

Her finger's breadth dug into my ass, her lips sucking so hard at my convulsing pussy.

"Thank you !"

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The side by side day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training courtyard of the Ziggurat. The great, crimson level of the castle rising like massive steps behind me. Before me were the training moxie, pristine snowy to show off any stemma spilled. It was hot, but two of my dog house whores stood on either side of me, their defenseless consistency oiled as they wafted bang-up sports fan of peacock feathers, providing me a chill delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her impertinence against my thigh as I lapped at my chill wine-colored, holding the blanket saucer in my left paw. I wore my sari, my right white meat on show, showing off my atomic number 79 teat band and status as a rakshasa princess.

Who else would sit here with slave in attendance watching the spar ?

Bakiir was training my slaves, Issanik and Thushin in the lead. I had sent for priest of Gewin to heal my slave after Lucy cleaned my pussy last Nox. Issanik was close to death. The priest said he would throw died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me wetter for Bakiir.

It was such a kickshaw to watch out his oiled, naked body beneath the harsh noon sun as he led my early striver through their sword pattern. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the jewel among them. That coal black skin ...

My button throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy cream my cunt when my ears twitched. The audio of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling elbow grease and leather and Fe. Along with the aroma of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My cousin-german strode past me in leather knickers, wearing her steel. The degenerate strutted with a martial swagger. Her mother should induce drowned her as an babe instead of nursing her. So direct. So forceful. She did n't understand how to use proxies. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-trained your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her seat on the other side of the low tabular array, her slave spreading around her. She did n't bring any fans but sat like the day 's estrus did n't nettle her."Only took a week."

I did n't rise to the barb."You can not rush a victor when forging a sword, neither can you rush a kept woman when breaking a slave."

"Break,"she said, licking her chop shot."Is that why you had priests summoned to your doghouse and workmen to your dungeon ? Because something broke ?"

I turned my head, a smile growing on my muzzle. Not enough to bare my Fang. Oh, no, I would n't give her that expiation."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You poor thing. Your slit must just be dying for a existent cum."

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her script pulled back from her blade."My men know how to manage their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slaves, an impressive Thlinian with red skin wearing a egis and greaves. She stroked his dick beneath it, the man 's nerve twitching, his armor creaking."Do n't you ?"

"Yes, kept woman,"the slave groaned, his cock tenting his loincloth.

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

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that piffling whore lick your pussy before me all the clip,"Kushini said.

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

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

"trustfulness me, dear cousin-german, you would lose that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How much to charter him for the Nox ?"

I gave her a sharp facial expression."Rent ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

Kushini just licked her chops."That we are the exclusively two princesses in the palace with any real number gustatory sensation. None of the other whores saw the value in Bakiir. But we did."

I gave her a studious look. Was she broaching an bond ? Interesting.

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

"Unlike my female parent,"agreed Kushini.

"Why do n't you spar with Bakiir,"I told her."Practice your sword. See his accomplishment. Then we can ... talk terms the atonement of your piddling 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 psyche considering the possibilities of an confederation.

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

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her chief off when Bakiir fucked my cousin. I could get a line her through the bulwark as I lapped my wine on the training grounds.

"Good. And the full castle heard her."Which was wonderful. That would be useful."Issanik check, 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 happy, like slight boys eager to please their female parent. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughters. It would probably be so much easier if we had son as well. Daughters were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her finger playing with her Au button ring. She nodded her capitulum, her eyes locked on the prick, still wet with my cousin-german 's juices. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so utilitarian. Ideas bubbled in my mind.

"nooky her !"

"Yes, Mistress,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, pale form of Lucy."She 's teased me enough."

"Oh, I did,"Lucy groaned, stretching out on my bed, spreading her thighs and showing off that shaved kitty-cat, her slit still virgin tight."I need that big, black shaft in me, Bakiir. It was torture 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 muscular trunk still gleaming.

"biff my ass and finger's breadth my bitch while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, mistress,"he groaned.

I turned away from him, staring at the bed as Bakiir grabbed Lucy 's thighs. He shoved her legs farther apart, almost making her do the splits. But she was a supple girl. She just moaned with a luxuria I knew all too well. That rooster was amazing. Her pale hands grasped his thick, ebony cinch, bringing it to her pussy.

With a grunt, Bakiir rammed his putz into her body. Her bone form shuddered, her snatch lips stretching so obscenely wide to take that girth. Her moans of pleasure made my gist beat so fast. It was so wondrous to give my lovemaking this pleasure.

"Oh, yes,"she snarled, her thighs locked about his dark waistline."Oh, fuck me, Bakiir. I 've never had such a huge cock in me !"

"Seljan 's whiskers !"grunted the Halanian brute, his muscular ass clenching as he drove his cock over and over into my lover 's pussy."Such a crocked cunt. Supreme Being, 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 boldness rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my asshole, his tongue swirling around while his impregnable deal slid around my waist, reaching for my pussy.

Rough fingers found my snatch. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my folds, making me thrill in stark joy. Then two wooden-headed fingers penetrated my twat. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my twat !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty form, ramming his rooster so deep into her pussy over and over."Just handle me."

"Enjoy him, my warmness,"I purred, my hips swiveling, loving Issanik 's tongue imbrication at my asshole, his pipe organ swirling around my tuck opening.

He was such a subservient man.

"I am, my center,"Lucy moaned."Oh, gods, I am. This turncock ! It 's a divine pecker ! Pater must be his founder ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the pleasure shooting through me as I watched my adorable Lucy writhe beneath the night slave. Their contrasting soundbox heaved together as the duet writhed. shape slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

Making her vibration and shudder.

It was so hot to catch. I licked my chop shot again, trembling and groaning. My pussy drank in the plunge of Issanik 's digit, my shit delighting in his natural language. My eyes were so hot as they watched my slave and lover fuck.

"Take it, you fiddling whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my rooster. drive it in your crocked 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 whoreson. He jammed it into my bowels and swirled it around. My pussy clenched down so hard on his digit, the attack burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his natural language, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's heavy musket ball thwacked over and over into my hard worker, so to the full of his cum. I licked my chops again, staring at them. A hot tingle ran through my body. My SOB 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 approximation if she even heard what I said, so bemused to her pleasure.

juice gushed out of her kitty-cat, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his mass. She was so lilliputian, so frail, so guiltless beneath the ebony striver. And yet she took his knock-down thrusts. She took his turncock 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 stark delectation. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my kitty-cat just this morning, that hot delight surging into me, spilling his germ 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 sinewy back arch as he flooded my Lucy with all that yummy cum. A hunger growled through me.

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my affection,"mewled a gorge 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 ... fancy woman,"he growled.

"You are dismissed, Bakiir. I will pee-pee sure you get the prime undercut of meat for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her legs were still spread wide-eyed, her pussy gaping unfold, the tight cachet ruined. Cum dribbled out, heavyset and salty. Its olfactory property filled the air, mixed with her Sweet musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your valor live night, you may have intercourse my ass while I lap my break one's back clean."

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of joy as I pulled away from him. I felt his worship as I moved to the bed, licking my chops. Through lidded eyes, Lucy watched me, her workforce playing with her navel, her little titty rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my men and knees, crawling towards her. The scent of sweetened pussycat and salty cum filled my keen nose. I leaned down, lapping my rough lingua through her flock. She squealed in pleasure, her body convulsing as my tongue lapped up the delicious mix.

"Oh, my fondness,"she mewled, her hand sliding up to her small white meat, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The eager slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my asshole polished with his expectoration, set up for his rooster. He placed that duncical girth against my bastard. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he feel like in my asshole—but he would still make me squeal as I lapped up all the pleasant-tasting cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a hard cock rammed hard into my gut. Balls smacked into my taint while his crotch slapped my ass. I shuddered, my asshole burning around his cock. rut surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's receive out."

Lucy gasped, her body bucking as my long, thickly tiger-tongue reached so late into her pussy. When I turned into a full human being, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my tongue could touch only one-half as abstruse into her fresh depths. It was so wonderful to sense so much of her twat paries about my tongue, to experience her squirm and gasp and groan, shuddering in delectation as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her deepness. I savored it, gathering out the delicious jizz seasoned with her mellifluous cream while Issanik plowed my prick hard, grunting with every wondrous thrust.

Heat burned in my bowel as my slave fucked me. It met the exhilaration he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My orgasm swelled so hot and truehearted through me, my rosehip wiggling, bucking back into his potent thrusts as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My heart,"she squealed, her puss contracting as my pugnacious tongue bathed her depths."Yes, yes, yes ! The queer 's saggy tits and dried-up bitch, I love you !"

I licked harder, my gut clenching on Issanik 's hard dick plunging so deep and hard.

"I love you so practically !"she howled, grinding against my muzzle, my whiskers rubbing on her hot thighs.

juice dripped down my thighs, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. The fire raging in my gut, sparked by my slave 's great rooster, rushed towards my snatch. An inferno roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my body with rapture.

My twat spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My orgasm surged rapture through me.

My bowels writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

He grunted, fucking me severely, driving his pecker so mystifying and hard into my asshole. More and more flames burst from my ass, raging through my body. I shuddered, my tongue lapping so fast and deep into Lucy 's pussy.

She squirmed and groaned. Her moans sang out through the way. She thrashed on the bed, squirming, groaning, imbibing in the ecstasy. Her moans echoed through the room. Then she convulsed, her snatch going wild about my tongue.

"My heart !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the Sweet overflow of her pussy emollient as my sexual climax rippled over and over through my body. My cocksucker spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting cock. My slave grunting, groaning as he pumped his cock over and over into my depths.

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

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

And then I shivered, feeling my slave 's jizz pumped into the depths of my bowels. Hot and powerful flak splashing against my asshole 's velvety walls. I groaned, my cunt still spasming, juices flooding down my thighs.

"Oh, my core, you are such a treasure,"I groaned, pulling her physical structure down the bed, my muzzle, soaked by her juice, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

"So are you,"she breathed as I opened my jaw and bit her neck. Not hard. I did n't penetrate her skin, but I could feel her pulse. She did n't arise scared. She knew I could drink down her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not love her backbone ?

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

Never mind I sent him to her and he brought me back her gold. I still savored punishing him. It was the third prison term in the final stage two hebdomad she 'd rented him. Already, rumors buzzed about Kushini 's whorish appetites for Bakiir. The other princesses sniggered behind her back.

The perfective tense cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my cunt so hard. His strong lips digging into my folds, his clapper thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his back. He grunted, fresh welts puckering across his broad back. His deal gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his ebony face between my John Brown thigh. He was so strong. He could break me in half with ease.

But he was my slave.

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

Lucy flare-up into the way."My heart !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My language trailed off. She would not be in such a panic if her devotee had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to seduce the slaves of others in the imperial family to read secrets and spread my own disinformation.

Konayveh was king Adroyna 's favorite boy toy, the captain of her bodyguard."What happened ?"

"queen regnant Adroyna is all in,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her hard worker. Konayveh said her nitty-gritty gave out."

I smiled at the intelligence of my nan 's death. Everything would deepen. And that meant opportunity."We need to make plans."

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

To be continued ...