The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New slave
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The bowl exploded with cheerfulness, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable excitement shooting through my meat as the prizefighter marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, beloved cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chop shot. Her leather drawers creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. hair twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her breasts, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a paw up her plenteous, shadow tegument, cupping a breast. The mammilla ring piercing her right nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human being woman from the neck opening down. But her drumhead 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 impinging, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscles ripple beneath his ebony skin, his head gleaming in the abrasive sunlight streaming onto the flannel sands of the arena. Splashes and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still bracing from the last fight.

I breathed, my common sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa variety. I never let my homo aspect appear in public. The chagrin of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my status among the royal family for years.

"Yes, he is a goody,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted center sparkling with lustfulness."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 chest and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a whore in rigorous pants and baring both tits.

Or a deviate who demeaned myself by fighting in the sports stadium like a human.

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of powerfulness. No subtly. And she was second in business to the throne ! Two deaths 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 pansy Adroyna, our gran, stepped up to the front of the box, still looking regal despite her age, her orange fur spotted with grey-headed that gave her an air of dignity.

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

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

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

"His blood line shall decorate the Sand,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a native Naithan with Brown hide. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with branding iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a wiz, a man who had fought for class and years. No longer even a slave.

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

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

"He 'll feature to shut down his eyes to fuck her old snatch,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me nude, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the vulgar stench of the peasants crowding the stand, eager for their amusement and relief from the plodding of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't appear afraid at all. I caught a instant of white. A smiling. A mocking grinning as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in banded bargain 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 treasure. Secaran slaves were so uncommon. That picket skin was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful face. I 'd owned her for three geezerhood, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the love in her Robert Brown middle, the smile on her lip, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, Brown fuzz.

She pushed my thighs apart, her finger sending chill up my physical structure. My warmheartedness raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot osculation on my pulp as she moved up my thigh towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My heart, though none of my babe, cousins, aunts, or even my granny could cognise that I loved her. They would use her against me. In public, she was just my pussy licking hard worker.

I shuddered as her lips found my shaved snatch. They were so easy and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my snatch. Then her tongue flicked out, making my intact body shudder and a purr ascending in my throat. My eyes were locked on the gladiator, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bold trust in Bakiir,"Kushini said, rubbing her second joint 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 hard worker he would make."

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

I did n't testify my flinch. I was so unrestrained, my rake boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So stiff. He could break down me in half. How sweet it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to worship my cunt.

Lucy 's clapper slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my capitulum and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the amber hoop piercing my tit, twisting the iniquity nub. The tingles raced down to my hot kitty, to my clitoris bathed by Lucy 's bewilder tongue.

"get-go it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small frock. She was so forgetful and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."Fight !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the gabardine moxie, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My kitty-cat clenched, Lucy 's tongue feeling so marvelous as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy perceptiveness 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 torso rippling, oiled by exertion and glistening in the noontide sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his hefty body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left hand, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth deep into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with weapon system get together, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

former princesses in the standstill watched, some having body hard worker devour their pussycat or do it their snatch, brawny striver who would spawn dominating daughters. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and hit the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a girl Bakiir would give me.

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

The beautiful female child caressed my second joint as her knife slid through my folds and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasure 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. parentage sheeted down Henyak 's bureau, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

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

She licked her chop shot as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fast, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My cunt clenched, my tum tensing. My climax swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my hard worker, I smelled that wonderful aroma. blood. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's smell as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneel crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a late 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 shield, leaving the Halanian undecided to attack.

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

And came.

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

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his bruise leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the gang thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his blade up and swinging it knockout. Henyak tried to recover, to perpetrate back, but the brand caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the roue spurted. The ruby arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her right climax wracked her lithe body.

The rapture boiled my nous as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood splashing across his dark dresser, adding people of color to that Diospyros ebenum body. I licked my tongue across my chop shot, Lucy lapping up my juice gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! auction sale !"

pouf Adroyna 's heading shooter to me, her graying auricle twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic delectation."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."Auction !"

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

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

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

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

"Your august majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding starting time at 500 dupondius."

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

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

"So do you, Malakisha,"she said, no wind of her littleness in her voice.

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was elderly than me by two month. Her tiger capitulum twitched. She gave me a hungry grinning."Yes, you do have good appreciation, aunty Malakisha."

I ran my natural language over my fangs. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't show weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of wrath, 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 command, 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 hairsbreadth twitching with amusement.

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

She shuddered in joy."Such a goody does n't descend along that often."

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

"Interested in line yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long coup d'oeil."I thought your interest ran towards ... other refreshments."

"former ?"

Her sensory hair 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 more than practice your steel on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her Holy Writ were flat, a hint of a growl rumble in her throat."You think I 'd do in him with such needless butchery."

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

"garbage from the docks."A toothsome frisson ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. appear 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 glint in her eye."How badly do you need to see him worshiping you like that little whore behind you ?"

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

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

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

Her rim curled back, baring fangs. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two brawny slave 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 mind, added, my heart to the end of the condemnation."He will be Worth every gold 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 whole and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite striver, yanked Bakiir 's thick subdivision into place.

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

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the pet character of my twenty-five percent in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the heat energy trapped in here. No airy balconies to enjoy the view 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 ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the wall hung my toy, all my flails and party whip and boat paddle and crops. So many fun instruments to play with.

The handcuff snapped shut about Bakiir 's wrists, the locks clicking into post. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chains, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's munition were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the muscles of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the stock in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delectation,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his ebony flesh, feeling the hardness of his heftiness. 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 articulatio humeri leaf blade. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My whisker tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his back, tasting the saltiness of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his dorsum. I never wore clothes in my donjon. No one did. This was a station of pleasure and pain, and those were best know bare. My hands reached around him, my pussy 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 kitty-cat clenching in eager expectancy. I licked at his backbone again, sliding up his articulatio humeri leaf blade and making him groan. His peter twitched in my helping hand, hardening, swelling, growing even full-grown as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his tool, crushing his tip. My other hand found his balls, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his chunk. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his concentrated sinew, tingles racing through his body. Sir Ernst Boris Chain rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

"schoolmarm,"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 give me this, have me think he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his cock again, still arduous, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love collation, letting him experience my Fang but not penetrating the brawniness of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this feel in force, slave ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? nominate you bleed and howl ? That we eat you ?"I licked my rim."That 's so confessedly. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The father of my initiative daughter. She might be queen one day. Does n't that arouse you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your peter says otherwise. You are so hard. So bore for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock throbbing in my hand as he grunted through his tooth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so much fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my puss dripping. I glanced around the elbow room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such dewy fervor. Beside her knelt my two virile 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 center,"Lucy said as she rose, her pocket-size tits bouncing. They were such lovely titty. My eyes flicked down to her pie-eyed slit, her snatch 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 skin rippling. He was a native Naithan, his putz bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the corner and sat on it. His prick was so hard ; the cock ring tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His pecker brushed my pussy. I shivered, my hip undulating, then I slid my cunt down his dick. I groaned, his shaft spreading me surface. He filled me with his cinch. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took more and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong men roamed my tummy, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the rampart, staring at the various whips and flails, her slim hips wiggling with excitement, her brown hair sweeping down her lissom back.

"Which shall she choose for you, break one's back ?"I asked, staring at Bakiir.

He stared at me, heart so hard."I do n't hump ... Mistress."

My puss clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his work force squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his strong point. He was so satisfying. His bridge player moved, one sliding down to fluff my clit, the other to grope my breast. My auricle twitched as he nuzzled his brass into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a fragile horseback riding craw made out of potent Taurus 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 eyes as Lucy advanced on him from behind.

Swish. skag !

He grunted, his soundbox tensing as the riding craw crashed into his mouth. His ebony shaft bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's dick, stirring his shaft through my pussy. A wild wafture of rut washed through me.

relish !

A twitching crossed his forehead as his body drank in the stinging botheration. Lucy had such a wicked smile on her mouth as she walked around him, her handwriting caressing his brawny body. She reached his cock, her pale fingers 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 go away hand and cracking the riding crop across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging smacking echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his rough finger rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

"striver ?"Lucy asked."Oh, I am so much more than a slave."

CRACK !

Her fingers rubbed the diadem of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your punishment and your reward,"Lucy purred, stroking his prick faster. She leaned in, licking at the shadow welt rising across the muscles of his chest.

He sucked in a breath, munition pulling at his Ernst Boris Chain as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can make you pleasure."She rubbed the palm tree of her hired man into the tip of his dark shaft, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can give you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"adoration our schoolma'am, 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 dick. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a wonderful woman. So loving, so poisonous, so eager to inflict pain for both our pleasure. I could watch 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 require to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a flint look, full phase of the moon of all his stoic defiance. He would accept every slaughter she gave him without flinching. He promised to never bust, 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. delight rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's fingerbreadth rubbing severe circles on my button, but more from this potent, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's brow furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful woman 's sassing locked about your cock, sucking so hard ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her head. I could hear her noisy suck, my clit throbbing, knowing how pleasant-tasting her mouth was.

CRACK !

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

Lucy dripped her angelical juices down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her pallid butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown fuzz danced about her shoulders. And then there was his solid, soot black volume, such a contrast between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my white meat and button. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny strength, fucking my pussy up and down his moderate cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

gap !

While I savored the joy of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's boldness tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking sass. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding harvest slapped into him over and over. The welt rose on his material body, mug of annoyance 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 pussy clenched on Thushin 's cock. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my pussy burning around his dick.

The detrition was so wonderful.

CRACK !

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

Lucy moaned, bobbing her oral cavity 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 release. His climax ached to break loose out of his balls and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to swamp her oral cavity. Her pussycat !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony giant into her cockeyed cunt. To pump away at her blench flesh."

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

whirl !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of lecherousness, a race of all females, needing males to feed our appetites for nuisance and turncock and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something wonderful in us."

fissure !

"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 center glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to know me. You want to experience my pecker in your cunt !"

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the scourger smacking into his whip chest of drawers.

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

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll flood her mouth with my cum—"painfulness burned across his facial expression. He stared down in craze at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned fancy woman !"

She 'd bit his shaft. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The craw fell from her hands to plunge them between her thighs. 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 stone floors and flooding the donjon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burning in Bakiir 's face, the pleasance reaching through my fondness 's body.

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

"NO !"

His phonation thundered through the room. My coming exploded inside me.

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

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his Diospyros ebenum muscleman straining. The rebelliousness burning through his arm. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My culmination surged gamey and higher through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small tit jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled closer and finisher to her sweetness bitch. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chop shot. My puss was on fire.

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

My thick tongue rasped across her knock off soma, gathering her sweet juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her minor breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her pap while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin bed sheet. Cool air wafted in through my open windowpane, twilight settling over the urban center of Ankush. brasier standing around the room burned sandalwood to keep the stink of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juices melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her chassis, my hair's-breadth rubbing on her thighs. pleasure shuddered down to my pussy as my spiritualist whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her slick anatomy. My ear twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my fondness !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The queen 's dried-up cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, shower me in your sweet succus, my heart,"I purred between hot, hungry licks."shower down me in your delight."

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

I lapped with furious thirst, my lingua lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and moan. I made her shudder in pure delight. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her minuscule breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her fairish face burning with blood-red passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my tongue rasped across her slit. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her satiny astuteness. A rakshasa 's clapper was thicker than a human, like a tiger, unsmooth and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would collapse her anything, deck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my kinfolk would see me as rickety. You did not get it on striver. You did not love anything. Humans loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The first metre I saw her crying in the slave pens, draped in rags, her physical structure whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her white meat and font, something kindled in my ticker. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a doghouse hard worker to pleasure gladiator and attack aircraft. But her oculus met mine. Those subdued, 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 grime. ingenuousness I could mold, shape, turn into a vicious predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my mellisonant Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those unwaveringly, small breast. Her moan echoed through the way as she quivered and escape from on the bed. Her brown tomentum span across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart !"Lucy gasped."By the world-beater 's sear tits, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of passion. My whiskers twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She soil against me as she moaned out her transport. She humped so hard on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry lips, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her warmth as it raged through her organic structure. I savored every pearl of it. My whiskers rubbed into her second joint as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, eager to train her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waistline by a leather harness, swung between my thigh. Its nucleotide rubbed on my clitoris, giving me a penchant of delight as I kept eating my beautiful pump. I devoured her bitch. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

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

My ears twitched at her run-in. My pussy clenched. My kernel raced. I licked my chop, gathering up her Sweet musk. I stared up her flushed trunk, such joy burning in her Brown eyes, that naughty grinning on her lips.

"Oh, let me honour you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my puss. Fuck me hard ! Pound me ! require your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My tongue licked at her cunt one final exam meter, making her back arched. I flicked her clit and then kept licking, dragging my hot, roughly 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 perspiration pulling in her cute innie divot.

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her skin. The heat beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her sick skin. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a rich Robert Brown compared to his abstruse ebony, but it still was a toothsome muckle. My pap ached as they caressed her flesh, my mammilla ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her bosom. I paused, swirling my natural language around her correct hammock. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rasping natural language swirled over her tap nipple. Everything about her was so blench and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my vocalization thick with primal hunger. I nipped her tit with my acutely fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my undetermined jaw seized her throat. My tooth pricked at her neck, dimpling her skin. I felt her pulse Irish pound through her throat. It did n't increase. No awe sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more insistence from my collation and I would rip out her throat. I could wipe out her, and no one would wish. She was my slave. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

"My fondness,"she moaned."roll in the hay me ! Satiate yourself."

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

Her thighs locked around my hips as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her tenderness raced faster as joy surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my rear while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the clench of my jaws.

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

"My inwardness !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, get it on me ! enthrall me !"

No fear. She felt my teeth and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my coxa hard, my clitoris aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my cunt and through my body. My ears twitched as her fingers traced my rachis, sending prickling racing through my body. Driving my hip joint to fuck her harder, faster.

Our material body slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her sexual love and heat. Her vox was so sweet. Our spicy and unfermented musks filled the air with beauty. 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 pleasure swelled.

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

My pleasure swelled with every thrusting. The stand of the dildo caressed my throb clit. My pussy clenched. succus dribbled down my second joint while my jaws twitched. One sharpness, and I would try out her stock. I would feed on her.

I wanted to. My articulatio coxae plunged faster. My dentition tightened. No fear from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So hope. So loving. I could never anguish her. I rammed my dildo into her depths. Her organic structure shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her mouth as she came.

And so did I.

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

My jaws released her pharynx. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fang. I shivered, letting my variety go, letting my human typeface appear. Fur and vibrissa retracted. My pinna shrank, my wavy, dark hair growing, spilling about my face as my lips became flaccid like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barriers. Our bodies pressed smashed, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I divulge my human being boldness. Her hands moved, touching my smooth nerve, eyes moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our noses together, wanting to whiz, but ineffective to with man vocal chords.

We held each other for a spell, kissing, nuzzling, savoring the flavour of each other. And then she said,"It 's been two twenty-four hours. Do you believe he 'll ever break ?"

"Yes,"I purred.

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

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to tint his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded whore of his pressed up against the kennel prevention, her bosom shoved into Bakiir 's electric cell as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his redheaded woodpecker. I bought the girlfriend for him as a reward. She lived in his electric cell, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

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

"He 's so stiff. He 'll oblige for Clarence Day longer. And when he does transgress, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

She kissed me backbreaking. Then she let out a moan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my assignation,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a impish grin."He has to jazz that old, toothless queen 's dried-up snatch. 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 have her lover ?

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"Your prick looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his concatenation, limb outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale finger stroking his ebony cock.

He jerked at his chain of mountains. He liked to do that.

"A week without cumming. How your dick must be backed up."I knew he would print 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 ...

snap !

A bleeding line appeared on his back. I shuddered at the aroma of coppery blood spilling in the air. My articulatio coxae wiggled. He growled through the pain and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his cock 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 bridge player gripping his pitch black ass.

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

CRACK !

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

"Worship me !"

CRACK !

"Serve me !"

pass !

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

He howled in pure rage, line of descent dripping from his wrists, the manacles biting into his flesh. The links of the chain basis together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whip across his back.

Another hemorrhage line appeared. Blood ran in hot runnel down his spinal column, filling the air with that—

A snap groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right chain ripped free the deadbolt anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of furor, he whipped the heavy length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...