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

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheers, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the White person moxie. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable fervour shooting through my ticker as the gladiator marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to sleep with this match, heartfelt first cousin,"Kushini purred, her pinko tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather pants 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 helping hand up her rich, dark skin, cupping a breast. The nipple ring piercing her mighty nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal stag household. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human adult female from the neck opening down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own teat ring, my ears flicking. A wet urge swelled in my pussy at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new learning. I could see his muscles ripple beneath his ebony skin, his head gleaming in the harsh sun streaming onto the whiten sands of the sports stadium. splatter and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still reinvigorated from the last fight.

I breathed, my sense of sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my man cheek appear in public. The chagrin of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would frown my position among the royal household for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted eyes sparkling with lust."Can you smack him ? The hope ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple annulus. 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 give white meat and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a fancy woman in soused pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of big businessman. No subtly. And she was second base in note to the commode ! Two expiry away from being queen.

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

"You think he can shoot down Henyak ?"I asked as fag Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the front of the box, still looking regal despite her age, her orange fur spotted with grizzly that gave her an air of dignity.

None had ruled longer than Grandmother. Three of her girl, my own female parent included, and two granddaughters had died trying to assassinate her. And she had dealt with her own brood sisters and jealous auntie before I was even a gleaming in my mother 's eyes.

She exuded military posture without resorting to something as crass as wearing a brand on her hip.

"Such a pleasant-tasting fighter,"world-beater Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall embellish the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a powerful human, a aborigine Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather shoulder strap studded with iron stud and a brand helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a champion, a man who had fought for old age and eld. No longer even a slave.

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

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

"He 'll have to conclude his eye to make out her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body hard worker and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me raw, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely perfume of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed foetor of the peasant crowding the stand, eager for their entertainment and assuagement from the donkeywork of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't come out afraid at all. I caught a photoflash of white. A smile. A mocking grin as he flicked his steel and held onto his beat, wooden cuticle. His blade arm was clad in banded steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a breechcloth, showing off his solid body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran striver were so rare. That pale peel was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful side. I 'd owned her for three years, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the love in her Robert Brown optic, the smile on her lips, her face delicate, farmed by her flabby, dark-brown hair.

She pushed my second joint apart, her fingers sending frisson up my torso. My heart raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kisses on my flesh as she moved up my thigh towards my burning slit. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My heart, though none of my sisters, full cousin, aunts, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my pussy licking slave.

I shuddered as her lips found my plane slit. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my kitty. Then her tongue flicked out, making my entire body shudder and a purr hike in my throat. My eyes were locked on the gladiator, 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 audio of my name drawing my attention from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

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

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

Lucy 's glossa slid through my slit folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my spike and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my teat, twisting the night nub. The tingles raced down to my hot pussy, to my clitoris bathed by Lucy 's mystify tongue.

"first it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her minuscule wearing apparel. She was so short and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her heart."Fight !"

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

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white gumption, debris kicking up from his sandaled understructure. My kitty-cat clenched, Lucy 's tongue intuitive feeling so tremendous as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy gustatory perception of my musk.

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

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his brawny body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left hired man, pulling my beloved slave 's mouthpiece oceanic abyss into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with arm meeting, clattering.

The bunch cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

former princesses in the rack watched, some having torso slaves devour their pussies or fuck their cunt, brawny slaves who would breed dominating daughters. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and pee-pee the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would give me.

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

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

crimson flashed. descent sheeted down Henyak 's chest, a glancing black eye from Bakiir 's sword.

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

She licked her chop as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. Fast, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My kitty clenched, my stomach tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a injury in his second joint. ancestry spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my hard worker, I smelled that fantastic smell. profligate. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's perfume 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 threshold of orgasming from the violence alone.

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

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

And came.

My pussy spasmed. succus flooded into Lucy 's hungry mouth. My heart lapped at the cream flooding out of my slit. I shuddered, my tits heaving, my unexpended beneath my sari, my right exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the English, using his maimed leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the crowd thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my kitty-cat spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the lineage spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so garish, then roared out as her right flood tide wracked her svelte body.

The rapture boiled my psyche as I stared at Bakiir, his foe 's blood splattering across his dark chest of drawers, adding color to that ebony organic structure. I licked my glossa across my chops, Lucy lapping up my succus gushing out of my pussy.

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

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

"Yes,"I yowled."Auction !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to Queen Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian striver, gaffer of the queen 's escort. Her head nodded as she looked at me."It has been three months since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chops, my orgasm peaking."I know, Grandmother."

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

"auction bridge, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

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

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her foot and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a look over her shoulder, licking her chops. Her right hand rested on the hilt of her steel, fingering the knob, an pearl tiger head snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ear twitching. My fangs hungered for her throat. That slit !"1000 dupondius."She would force me to ravage my income for the month on this slave. I strode forward."You have good taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"significant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two calendar month. Her Panthera tigris ears twitched. She gave me a hungry smile."Yes, you do have good taste, Auntie Malakisha."

I ran my clapper over my Fang. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't establish weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was fiddling. Brutal and well-situated. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a length, but clearly at your command, proof that you were a cunning killer whale. A on-key predator.

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

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

"You must really want to lick his body clean of Henyak 's parentage,"I said.

She shuddered in delight."Such a treat does n't occur along that often."

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

"Interested in rip yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glance."I thought your interest ran towards ... former refreshments."

"early ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

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

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her words were flat, a hint of a growling rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd waste him with such needless butchery."

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

"Garbage from the docks."A delicious shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. front at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so proud. He maybe a slave, 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 want to see him worshiping you like that slight whore behind you ?"

choler flared in me. But I did n't get up to her revilement. I did n't even twitch a whisker."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a feel."Though I considered letting you have him. How much Thomas More can you borrow from your mother before she grows angry with you."

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

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my judgment, added, my heart to the end of the sentence."He will be Worth every Au coin."

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

His face was hard, eyes defiant. He did n't stand Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his brass. His thoughts worked behind his defiant masque, pondering how to get off. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as stiff as him. And I had more striver in my dog house, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to shoot me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the favorite part of my quarters in the Zigurrat. dark and sweltering, the heating system trapped in here. No aery balconies to enjoy the good deal of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat. Not in here. The walls were unrelieved stone. Black Fe chains hung from the cap, each ending in manacles. From crotchet on the rampart hung my toys, all my flails and party whip and boat paddle and crop. So many fun instruments to play with.

The manacles snapped keep out about Bakiir 's wrists, the curl clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the mountain range, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunting the muscles of his torso. His cheek flickered, feeling the strain in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My mitt trailed across his sable chassis, feeling the hardness of his muscularity. pit. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his cover to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

"trade good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry gag between his berm blade. He was so magniloquent as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his book binding. He shuddered as I licked at his back, tasting the SALT of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my tit rubbing on his spinal column. I never wore dress in my dungeon. No one did. This was a place of pleasure and pain, and those were best experienced bare. My hands reached around him, my snatch growing more than and Thomas More juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his cinch, my kitty-cat clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder blades and making him groan. His tool twitched in my hand, hardening, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

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

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his Ball. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his unvoiced muscles, tingles racing through his consistence. Chains rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd feed me this, stimulate me suppose he weakened. But soon he 'd signify it.

I stroked his cock again, still hard, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a honey insect bite, letting him feel my fang but not penetrating the brawniness of his upper back."So do my dubiousness. Does this feel salutary, slave ?"

He shuddered, my hand stroking so fast, my leaf detrition that thick, squashy crown."Yes, Mistress."

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

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

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

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your prick says otherwise. You are so unvoiced. So eager for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his tool throbbing in my hand as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so a good deal fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy drippage. I glanced around the room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her centre staring up at me, shining with such bedewed excitement. Beside her knelt my two male slaves, their cocks both hard before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the chair. Lucy, my warmness, prefer your instrument."

"Yes, kept woman,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small tits bouncing. They were such lovely breasts. My middle flicked down to her compressed pussy, her puss freshly shaved and glistening. The gold ring piercing her clit, marking her a royal stag slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as much as me.

Thushin stood, his brown peel rippling. He was a native Naithan, his cock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the corner and sat on it. His dick was so hard ; the putz ring tied about the Base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get succour for his erecting, until I allowed him.

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

His shaft brushed my kitty-cat. I shivered, my hips undulating, then I slid my cunt down his dick. I groaned, his cock spreading me open. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took more and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, subdivision hugging me. His hard handwriting roamed my tummy, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the various whips and flails, her slim hips wiggling with excitement, her brownish whisker sweeping down her lithe back.

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

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

My cunt clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny bureau, savoring his forcefulness. He was so whole. His hired man moved, one sliding down to tease my clit, the other to grope my breast. My ears twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a thin riding crop made out of potent bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging speech sound."I think this will do, my heart."

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his torso tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His sable cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's dick, stirring his shaft through my pussy. A wild moving ridge of heating plant washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his os frontale 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 organic structure. She reached his cock, her blanch digit wrapped about his ebony tree 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 peter with her leave hand and cracking the riding craw across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging slap echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his rough digit rubbing at my clitoris, sending such delight through me.

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

crevice !

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 night welt rising across the muscles of his chest.

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

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

She bit his pap. Hard.

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

The crop swung hard.

CRACK !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a marvelous fair sex. So get it on, so poisonous, so aegir to inflict annoyance for both our pleasures. I could observe her play for hours.

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

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

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his defiance. pleasure rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger's breadth rubbing backbreaking roofy on my clit, but more from this inviolable, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful adult female 's mouth locked about your dick, sucking so heavily ... That was grueling to campaign. He shuddered, branch pulling against the chains as she bobbed her forefront. I could learn her noisy suck, my clit throbbing, knowing how delicious her mouth was.

chap !

She cracked the harvest into his breast as she sucked. It swished again over her head to reek into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and joy burning through his body at the same clip. I loved it. I smelled the salty odor of his putz mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sugared juice down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his pecker, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the lot of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her embrown hair danced about her shoulders. And then there was his solid, ebony tree majority, such a dividing line between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's manpower moved from my breast and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny military strength, fucking my pussy up and down his keep back cock. He groaned, savoring the pleasure of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

cracking !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking backtalk. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding craw slapped into him over and over. The welts rose on his flesh, Mark of pain in the ass while pleasure boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, stifling mouth."My slit clenched on Thushin 's cock. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my purulent burning around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

wisecrack !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding craw slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be noncompliant. He tried to be unassailable. But he wanted that tone ending. His orgasm ached to irrupt out of his balls and into her mouth.

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

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

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all females, needing Male to feed our appetites for botheration and cock and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something rattling in us."

cleft !

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

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

"You know I do, gripe !"His middle glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to fuck me. You want to sense my cock in your cunt !"

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his lash chest.

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

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll deluge her sassing with my cum—"Pain burned across his font. He stared down in violence at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned whore !"

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The crop fell from her hands to absorb them between her thighs. She rubbed at her pussy while Bakiir fought against the annoyance, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her succus gushed from her cunt, splashing the stone floors and flooding the dungeon with her confection musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain in the ass burning in Bakiir 's face, the pleasure reaching through my heart 's body.

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

"NO !"

His articulation thundered through the room. My sexual climax exploded inside me.

I drank in his defiance. My pussy went wild about Thushin 's cock. He groaned, wanting so badly to flood my cunt with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his cock boundary by the band. That made my orgasm even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure dead reckoning through me.

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

I would enjoy breaking him.

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

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

My thick tongue rasped across her shaved frame, gathering her mellisonant juice. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her small breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her nipples while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so dulcet as she writhed on my satin rag. sang-froid air wafted in through my open up windows, twilight settling over the metropolis of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to keep the stench of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juices melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her shape, my whiskers rubbing on her second joint. delight shuddered down to my kitty as my sensitive beard, so long and delicate, caressed her silky flesh. My ear twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my eye !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The queen 's sere slit, yes !"

"Mmm, shower me in your scented juice, my affectionateness,"I purred between hot, hungry licks."Shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with ferocious hunger, my knife lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and moan. I made her shudder in pure delight. She humped so arduous against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small bosom jiggling as she squeaked out her delight, her evenhandedly face burning with cerise passion.

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

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would commit her anything, deck her in gem, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as weak. You did not love slaves. You did not sleep together anything. humanity loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The first gear meter I saw her crying in the slave pens, draped in tag, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breasts and face, something kindled in my middle. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel hard worker to pleasure prizefighter and hero. But her eyes met mine. Those indulgent, chocolate-brown doe-eyes. The bit I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in filth. Innocence I could mould, shape, turn into a poisonous predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweet Lucy. My warmheartedness. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her workforce squeezed those tauten, small nipple. Her groan echoed through the room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her brown tomentum swept across her face.

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

Her succus squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of passion. My sensory hair twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She solid ground against me as she moaned out her exaltation. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot puss on my hungry backtalk, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her rage as it raged through her dead body. I savored every drib of it. My face fungus rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, eager to assume her.

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

And she kept cunning.

"Malakisha !"she howled."I love you ! I love you so often !"

My ears twitched at her words. My snatch clenched. My fondness raced. I licked my chop shot, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her brown eyes, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my centre,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, dip that dildo into my cunt. nookie me surd ! Pound me ! Take your delight in me !"

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

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her skin. The heat beneath her. My one shot breasts rubbed on her pale pelt. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a productive brown compared to his deep ebony, but it still was a delicious sight. My tit ached as they caressed her anatomy, my pap ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her titty. I paused, swirling my tongue around her mighty mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough knife swirled over her pink tit. Everything about her was so pallid and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my articulation thick with key hunger. I nipped her teat with my keen fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our chest pressed together as my open jaw seized her throat. My dentition pricked at her neck, dimpling her skin. I felt her pulse rate pound sterling through her throat. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more pressure from my bite and I would rip out her pharynx. I could kill her, and no one would deal. She was my slave. I could banquet on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her thighs locked around my rose hip as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her heart raced faster as joy surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my dorsum while moaning her delight, her throat vibrating in the handgrip of my jaws.

The root of my dildo pressed on my clit. I plunged in knockout, fast, thrusting into her depths, stirring her slit 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 soundbox slapped together.

"My spunk !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, love me ! Ravish me !"

No fright. She felt my tooth and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit ache, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my pussy and through my body. My auricle twitched as her fingerbreadth traced my sticker, sending tingles racing through my body. Driving my coxa to fuck her harder, faster.

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

My clit ached.

My pleasance swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the queen 's wrinkly ass, yes ! Plow me ! address my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every poke. The pedestal of the dildo caressed my throbbing button. My pussy clenched. juice dribbled down my second joint while my jaws twitched. One morsel, and I would try out her blood. I would feast on her.

I wanted to. My rosehip plunged faster. My teeth tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So bang. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her profoundness. Her body shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her rim as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the exaltation flooded through my body. Her helping hand held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

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

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barrier. Our consistency pressed tight, holding each early as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I uncover my human face. Her hands moved, touching my fluid cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two daylight without cumming ... And the doghouse are so noisy."Lucy gave a wicked giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their women as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't screw a man could go two Day without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to come to his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded harlot of his pressed up against the kennel streak, her breast shoved into Bakiir 's cellphone as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his Melanerpes erythrocephalus. I bought the girl for him as a wages. She lived in his cell, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's face fell."Bakiir has lasted two years. None of the others has."

"He 's so strong. He 'll adjudge for days longer. And when he does break, he will be devoted to me."

"Not as devoted as I am,"she said.

"Who can be ?"I rubbed her nozzle."But you 're not my slave. Not really."

She kissed me gruelling. Then she let out a groan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my parceling,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a wicked grin."He has to fuck that old, toothless queen 's sear snatch. He yearns for hot, fast quim."

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

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

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

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"Your cock looks so difficult,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his chains, arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale fingerbreadth stroking his ebony cock.

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

"A workweek without cumming. How your shaft 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 ...

wisecrack !

A bleeding line appeared on his spinal column. I shuddered at the scent of coppery descent spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the hurting and joy, Lucy sucking so hard on his rooster 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 hired hand gripping his ebony ass.

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

CRACK !

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

"Worship me !"

gap !

"service me !"

wisecrack !

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

He howled in pure rage, stock dripping from his wrist joint, the manacles biting into his shape. The nexus of the Ernst Boris Chain footing together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the roof as I cracked the whip across his back.

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

A snap moan resounded through the dungeon.

His rightfield concatenation ripped disengage the bolt anchoring it to the ceiling. With a Solomon Bellow of furore, he whipped the sound duration of metal at my head.

To be continued ...