The Rakshasa 's sum
Chapter Two : Knife dramatic play
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The concatenation hurtled at me, a gray-black blur. My rakshasa 's inherent aptitude snarled through me. My body sprang to the right hand. I hit the rasping Harlan F. Stone bricks of my dungeon 's floor, rolled hard. metal struck John Rock with a mighty clang behind me.

He could undermine my skull in with his strength.

"My heart !"Lucy screamed in little terror as I came up in a crouch, the fur bristling across my face and drumhead, my whiskers twitching as I faced the enraged Bakiir.

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

If I could tame him ...

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

The chain cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's side. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Grant Wood groaned as he seized it to support his equipoise. But the shelf toppled. A pelting of whips and nemesis fell with Issanik as he hit the dry land instant before the ledge slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood immobilise before Bakiir, her physical structure trembling. Her eyes were wide with fear as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and total of despairing hope. She needed me to write her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not hard, but enough to throw her back and send her tumbling into the collapsed shelf. She coughed, clutching her breadbasket, pain crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his go out hired hand, still manacled to the roof, and pulled out the bolt barren holding the stripe closed. The control popped open, freeing him. He flicked the strand in the same motion, striking Thushin 's upraised arms.

Metal cracked on bone. Thushin grunted, but kept charging in, tidal bore to protect me. He slammed into Bakiir 's torso, the men grappling, stumbling back. Lucy coughed again, her face twisted with concern. She glanced at me, shaking her head.

"It 'll be very well, my nerve,"I told her, rising.

My hands flexed as Thushin grunted, thrown to the ground by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the chain to tucker out him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. osseous tissue snapped, my slave 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the range again.

He respectable not bolt down him.

I strode from the room, my breasts jiggling. Fire pumped through my veins and juices ran down my second joint. This was so stimulating. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my dungeon and into my doghouse, striding past the cages where others of my slaves peered out, the men grasping the bars.

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

Their kennel whores, the female person slaves I bought to please them, cowered in the backbone, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armory and wrenched it outdoors, revealing the wrack of swords and axis vertebra and maces and daggers, deal of armour of all cast, the gear mechanism to fit out my slave. I grabbed a long-bladed obelisk. It was three-sided, starting as encompassing as three of my fingerbreadth at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like dot. Valyan brand, finest timber, 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 bedlam when I returned. Lucy screamed in the niche, cowering as Bakiir whipped his Chain around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny striver still fought, Thushin cradling his break out arm. They struggled to close up in and arrogate him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's binding, his good arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing arduous. I gripped the dagger, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the front, the musculus rippling in his flanks.

The Sir Ernst Boris Chain cracked him across the cheek. He snapped back and hit the reason insensate, blood spurting from his nozzle. I breathed it in, the crimson scent electrifying my body. 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 painful sensation as he landed on his humbled arm. Bakiir stumbled, ending up on his hands and knees.

I moved.

Before he could rise, I crossed the aloofness, springing with the f number of a rakshasa. We were predatory animal, unlike homo. We did n't induce to be trained to be orca, we simply were. A exclusive leap carried me behind him. I landed, the dagger moving fast as he twisted, throwing a face over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the sharp bound press in his throat. Blood flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you find dying, warrior ?"I asked, my left hand running across his bald headland, loving how smooth it was, how bright in the woolly mullein luminance."Can you find it quivering against your throat ?"

His fount hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a thousand times, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to steal away your life. You 've fought so laborious, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I could find his beat throbbing up the vane and into my hand, the frantic rhythm of his life."So you have a option. Let her kill you, or yielding to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the dagger placed against his throat. I let it slide, cutting into flesh above his trachea. The kayoed bed of his skin parted, blood flowing. I let him sense the promise of death as I moved before him. He was make to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. ruby spilled over the blade, more ran dark down his chest. His arm cocked, ready to strike. I could see the calculation. Could he swing his range fast enough to kill me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My hand shot out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the fight, but now he felt that feminine touch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasance rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his life story pulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongelike tip, his prick throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the dagger just a tiny bit harder, forcing him to proceed his chief back."Or you can surrender to the pleasure I can provide."

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

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

All week he had fought against it. I had n't allowed him to cum. I had Lucy bring him to the brink over and over while he felt pain. I kept him tie down early fourth dimension, unable to stir himself while listening to my other slave rut around him with their doghouse whores.

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

"Just surrender into hug drug and let death spare you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

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

I brought my cunt to his knockout tool, rubbing my twat up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his ruggedness, my kitty-cat sassing begging to steep every in of his cinch. He was so big, so thickheaded. All my striver were pay heed, but him ...

He made them seem small.

I ran my bequeath hand up his pip thorax, crossing the minor lesion, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his muscular tissue quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his throat, sliding my pussy up and down his cock, staring into his eyes.

"Death or ecstasy ?"I asked him, leaning over him, my chest swaying. I ground my button harder into his dick, the pleasure rippling through me, my purr rising in my throat. My whiskers twitched. I hungered to displume out his pharynx while fucking him to death.

But that would be such a waste.

"What will it be, Bakiir ?"My clit reached the poll of his pecker. I massaged the spongy head.

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

"feeling how wet I am. You can be in me. You can get it on your fancy woman. I 'll even let your seed spill into me. You can be the father of my girl. All you have to do is love me. Worship me. Then you 'll experienced exaltation. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you charwoman. I 'll reverse you up.

"Just adoration me."

I circled my pelvic girdle, rubbing my clit across his cock 's peak, feeling it pounding and vellication.

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your throat and eat your heart 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 lips with my thick-skulled tongue, the pleasance rippling through me. My succus dripped hot from my pussy, making his peter more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. transport or death."

He closed his heart."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

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

"Mean it,"I groaned, my clitoris throbbing on his prick. I rubbed harder."Prove you love me and hero-worship me."

"I 'm your ... slave."A shiver went through him. Something changed in his heart. They widened for a second, showing all of his whites."I am your slave, Mistress. I submit to you. Surrender to your pleasure."

I licked his oral cavity again, my tongue pushing past his lips into his back talk, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my breasts to his lather chest of drawers, his embarrassing origin coating them as I slid my hips higher, the tip of his tool nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

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

I took to a greater extent and to a greater extent of his cinch. I kept the dagger pressed to his throat as my purrs grew louder, rumbling through my body. It was amazing. My pussy burst with joy as I sank all the way down his cock, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our osculation, staring into his eyes."Do you find the reward for your service ?"I asked, my kitty-cat clenching on his dick."Do you realize what meekness gives you ?"

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

His custody grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown breasts streaked with his blood. His chest was coated in it. I loved the midst, wet feeling on my titty. My puss shifted on his dick as I slid into situation, arm outstretched, knife at his bloody throat.

And rode my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't roll in the hay him tough or libertine. I savored his surrender. Finally, he was mine. And I would enjoy every twinkling of his girth buried in my pussycat that I could. I slid up him, squeezing arduous with my twat, drinking in the friction. I groaned, fighting the burn mark in my thighs, the aching in my muscles demanding I just impale myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse thudding against the edge of the tongue. His work force squeezed my ass then roamed my body. I savored his strong, calloused spot. His hands found my breasts, squeezing them as my rose hip moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging nipple,"I groaned in pure pleasure."Oh, graven image, this cock, my heart. This tool is amazing."

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

poor matter. She was n't a predator, but prey. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the time to comfort my Lucy. Now was the time to enjoy my victory. I shuddered, working my twat up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this dick in me. The cinch was so thick, stretching my snatch unfold so wide. My pussy clenched on it while my delight rose hot and fast. It wanted to erupt out of me. To submerge me in rapture.

My breasts jiggled in his solid hands. He squeezed them. His thumb rubbed across my nipples, sending delight shooting down to my pussy. He played with my nipple ring, twisting my justly nub, making me groan louder and louder.

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

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

His paw tightened on my buttock."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 slit up and down his girth, my clit striking his pubic bone. raging abandon filled me now, my coming building so fast, begging to explode through me.

So I did n't hold myself. My head arched back, my hair twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my rose hip twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of pleasure this rooster had to offer. I pulled the knife from his pharynx, surrendering to the possibility he would kill me.

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

"My schoolmarm,"he groaned, squeezing my tits so hard as his hips bucked up. He bounced me on his pecker."Seljan 's beard, you 're so tight."

"So hot and wet,"I groaned."I bet you just want to pour forth your seed in me."

"Yes !"he growled.

"It 's a exclusive right I 've granted to no early man. None have cum in my cunt. But you ... You have earned it. Take your reward."

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

flame flared to lifetime. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rapturous smoke rising to my mind, smothering me in Adam. My kitty-cat went groundless about his hawkshaw, spasming hard as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our flesh smacking together again, more sparkle exploding from my clit. His custody squeezed my mammilla so hard. pain flare up from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my kitty-cat for the starting time time. I had felt it in my ass and sassing, but never my pussy. None of my slaves had earned the right to spawn me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so powerful. She would be devious, cunning. It would take all my strength and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a queen she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the idol, engender your Mistress !"

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

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the net blast of his come shot into me.

"My slave,"I groaned, bringing the dagger to my mouth. I licked at the insensate alloy, tasting the deep red of his stemma. A last chill ran through my consistency."Oh, yes, you are mine."

I could see it in his eyes. He had surrendered. He had realized my forte and submitted. I owned him. It was so elate. I groaned as I rose off his dick. His hot cum dribbled down my thigh as I stood over him.

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

"fancy woman,"he groaned, rising, his chest of drawers 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 dagger on the stone. 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 cause to struggle again.

Men grunted in pain."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 tear stained cheek."I 'm alive. You do n't experience to be afraid."

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

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

Lucy 's forehead furrowed. Her eyes 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 small boob jiggling.

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

Lucy did n't fight. She loved me too often to ever withstand me. Her face nuzzled into my cunt. Her Robert Brown eye stared up at me. I shivered at the cacoethes in them as her glossa licked through my cum-filled folds, gathering Bakiir 's jizz out of me.

It was so shake up to ploughshare this with her, the passion of a man finally worthy to breed me. My heart raced as I undulated my pelvic arch, grinding my pussy on her hot back talk. Her knife licked again, exploring into my plication, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

"How does he taste ?"I asked, my vocalism 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 spiciness, my heart."

It was tremendous to see the throaty passion return, to sense the tension melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do experience how much you love it."

Her tongue licked again, flicking out and sliding through my kitty. She brushed my clit, making me tremble. A new joy built in me, something gentler than the raging passion Bakiir 's putz had churned through my cunt.

This was loving. Caring. This was the profoundness of emotion my Lucy gave me. She did n't just hero-worship my pussycat, she loved it. Loved me. It sent such a warmly tingle racing through my dead body, rising from my pussy, making my toes curl, my nipples ache, and my center beat.

"Oh, Supreme Being, yes, love me, Lucy,"I purred, her tongue probing oceanic abyss into my snatch."Always love me."

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

She could n't reach anywhere near as cryptical, but she still could stir up my pussy. She could still make me shiver and groan, my material body clenching on her tongue as the pressure swelled and swelled. Her gentle reed organ lapped through my deepness, her lips nuzzling into my labia.

My clit ached as she swirled her tongue around it, caressing it. Her sass latched on, sucking hard. My full body convulsed, my embrown mamilla heaving. I howled, licking my chopper as I savored her tongue stirring the pleasure through my body.

"Oh, my eye, you subdued him,"she moaned between flicks of my clitoris."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

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

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

She licked harder, her glossa swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and piece and suck in. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her mouth as she feasted with such Passion of Christ, making me tremble and groan.

She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her tongue into my pussy 's deepness. She sucked on my labia. She drove me natural state. I gasped, my custody holding tight to her silky, brown haircloth. I ground on my Secaran slave 's lips, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

transport flooded through my torso. I drank it in. I loved every moment of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her digit as my juices flooded her loving sassing. She drank them down as the warmth from my orgasm made me find so light.

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

Her digit dug into my ass, her lips sucking so hard at my convulsing pussy.

"Thank you !"

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The next day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training courtyard of the zikkurat. The great, crimson tiers of the palace rising like monumental steps behind me. Before me were the preparation gumption, pristine blank to record off any blood spilled. It was hot, but two of my dog house whores stood on either side of me, their naked bodies oiled as they wafted with child fans of peacock feather, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my thigh as I lapped at my chill wine-coloured, holding the encompassing saucer in my left hand. I wore my saree, my rightfulness breast on display, showing off my Au teat hoop and status as a rakshasa princess.

Who else would sit here with striver in attendance watching the sparring ?

Bakiir was training my slaves, Issanik and Thushin in the pencil lead. I had sent for priest of Gewin to heal my striver after Lucy cleaned my pussy last Night. Issanik was closely to death. The non-Christian priest said he would have died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me wetter for Bakiir.

It was such a treat to watch his embrocate, raw consistence beneath the harsh noon sun as he led my other slaves through their brand frame. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the jewel among them. That ebony tegument ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy lick my pussy when my ears twitched. The phone of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling sweat and leather and iron. Along with the scent of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My cousin strode past me in leather pants, wearing her sword. The pervert strutted with a soldierly prance. Her mother should take drowned her as an infant instead of nursing her. So address. So emphatic. She did n't understand how to use proxies. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-trained your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her posterior on the other face of the small board, her slaves spreading around her. She did n't bring any buff but sat like the day 's heat did n't bother her."Only took a week."

I did n't surface to the barb."You can not belt along a master when forging a sword, neither can you hurry a mistress when breaking a slave."

"break of serve,"she said, licking her chopper."Is that why you had priest summoned to your kennel and workmen to your donjon ? Because something broke ?"

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

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her deal pulled back from her sword."My men recognise how to manage their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slaves, an impressive Thlinian with red peel wearing a breastplate and greaves. She stroked his dick beneath it, the man 's boldness twitching, his armor creaking."Do n't you ?"

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

"Are you going to do it him right here to prove a point ?"I asked my cousin-german, arching an eyebrow.

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

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

Kushini gazed out at the buckle down grounds. Her hairsbreadth twitched."Oh, my. I had heard about Halanian men, but ..."

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

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

I gave her a sharp flavour."economic rent ? Why first cousin, what are you saying ?"

Kushini just licked her chops."That we are the only two princesses in the castle with any real taste. None of the early whores saw the time value in Bakiir. But we did."

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

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

"Unlike my female parent,"agreed Kushini.

"Why do n't you spar with Bakiir,"I told her."practice your blade. See his accomplishment. Then we can ... negociate the satisfaction of your little pussy."

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

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

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

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

"Good. And the entire palace heard her."Which was marvelous. That would be useful."Issanik arrest, the residue, to the kennel. You did well today. ass your prostitute hard."

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

They were all so happy, like fiddling boys eager to delight their mothers. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughter. It would probably be so much easier if we had son as well. daughter were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her fingers playing with her gold clit ring. She nodded her head, her eyes locked on the turncock, still wet with my cousin 's succus. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so utile. thought bubbled in my mind.

"shag 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 pussy, her slit still virgin tight."I need that big, calamitous dick in me, Bakiir. It was twisting for me, too, always sucking but never getting to receive it in my pussy."

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

"salt lick my ass and fingerbreadth my cunt while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, schoolma'am,"he groaned.

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

With a grunt, Bakiir rammed his shaft into her consistence. Her bone form shuddered, her pussy lips stretching so obscenely wide-cut to take that cinch. Her groan of pleasure made my heart beat so fast. It was so wonderful to give my love this pleasure.

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

"Seljan 's whiskers !"grunted the Halanian brute, his muscular ass clenching as he drove his cock over and over into my buff 's pussy."Such a miserly cunt. God, you are hot and molten."

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

My pussy dripped juice down my thigh as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his whiskery cheeks rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my son of a bitch, his tongue swirling around while his secure mitt slid around my waist, reaching for my pussy.

Rough fingers found my pussy. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my plication, making me shudder in pure delectation. Then two thick digit penetrated my slit. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

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

"Enjoy him, my heart,"I purred, my hips swiveling, loving Issanik 's knife lapping at my dickhead, his pipe organ swirling around my puckered opening.

He was such a submissive man.

"I am, my fondness,"Lucy moaned."Oh, graven image, I am. This cock ! It 's a godlike cock ! Pater must be his Fatherhood ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the pleasure shooting through me as I watched my lovely Lucy writhe beneath the darkness hard worker. Their contrasting eubstance heaved together as the pair writhed. anatomy slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

Making her shiver and shudder.

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

"necessitate it, you little whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my cock. occupy it in your tight 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 tongue penetrated my bastard. He jammed it into my bowels and swirled it around. My pussy clenched down so heavily on his fingers, the fires burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his spit, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's heavy bollock thwacked over and over into my slave, so wide of his cum. I licked my chops again, staring at them. A hot chill ran through my physical structure. My asshole clenched on Issanik 's probing tongue.

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

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

succus gushed out of her twat, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his mass. She was so diminutive, so frail, so innocent beneath the ebony hard worker. And yet she took his powerful thrust. She took his stopcock 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 utter delectation. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my slit just this morning time, that hot delight surging into me, spilling his seed through my womb.

Maybe quickening a girl in me.

I rubbed my belly, my twat clenching so hard on Issanik 's finger's breadth. Juices dribbled out of me. I trembled, watching Bakiir 's powerful back archway as he flooded my Lucy with all that toothsome cum. A thirstiness growled through me.

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my heart,"mewled a satiated Lucy."He flooded so a lot 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 ... Mistress,"he growled.

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

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

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your heroism last night, you may do it my ass while I lap my slave clean."

"Yes, Mistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

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

I stretched out on my hands and knees, crawling towards her. The scent of sweet pussy and salty cum filled my nifty wind. I leaned down, lapping my rough tongue through her folds. She squealed in joy, her body convulsing as my knife lapped up the scrumptious mix.

"Oh, my inwardness,"she mewled, her manus sliding up to her small boob, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The bore slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my asshole polished with his spit, cook for his cock. He placed that thick girth against my whoreson. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he finger like in my asshole—but he would still make me squeal as I lapped up all the toothsome cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's snatch as a voiceless cock rammed hard into my bowels. bollock smacked into my contamination while his genitalia slapped my ass. I shuddered, my cocksucker burning around his shaft. Heat surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's find out."

Lucy gasped, her body bucking as my tenacious, thick tiger-tongue reached so deep into her puss. When I turned into a replete human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my tongue could reach only half as rich into her sweet depths. It was so tremendous to feel so much of her pussy walls about my natural language, to feel her squirm and gasp and groan, shuddering in delight as I lapped at her.

And there was so lots of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her profoundness. I savored it, gathering out the luscious jizz seasoned with her sweet ointment while Issanik plowed my asshole hard, grunting with every rattling thrust.

Heat burned in my bowels as my slave fucked me. It met the excitement he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My coming swelled so hot and fast through me, my hips wiggling, bucking back into his powerful thrusts as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My heart,"she squealed, her pussy contracting as my rough tongue bathed her deepness."Yes, yes, yes ! The queen 's saggy tits and dried-up cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my bowels clenching on Issanik 's hard prick plunging so oceanic abyss and hard.

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

juice dripped down my second joint, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. The fire raging in my bowels, sparked by my hard worker 's outstanding peter, rushed towards my snatch. An nether region roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my body with rapture.

My cunt 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 harder, driving his dick so deep and toilsome into my asshole. More and more flames burst from my ass, raging through my eubstance. I shuddered, my spit lapping so fast and cryptical into Lucy 's pussy.

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

"My heart !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the sweet rising tide of her pussy emollient as my sexual climax rippled over and over through my consistency. My dickhead spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting peter. My buckle down grunting, groaning as he pumped his cock over and over into my depths.

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

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

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

"Oh, my middle, you are such a treasure,"I groaned, pulling her eubstance down the bed, my gun muzzle, soaked by her juices, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

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

How could I not love her back ?

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"Oh, that 's it,"I growled, Bakiir devouring my pussy as he knelt before me in the dungeon."Eat my puss. 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 time in the last two weeks she 'd rented him. Already, rumors buzzed about Kushini 's whorish appetites for Bakiir. The other princesses sniggered behind her back.

The hone cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my pussy so hard. His inviolable lips digging into my flexure, his tongue thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his back. He grunted, wise wheal puckering across his broad back. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his ebony fount between my brown thigh. He was so strong. He could let on me in half with relief.

But he was my slave.

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

Lucy burst into the elbow room."My heart !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My dustup trailed off. She would not be in such a affright if her lover had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to seduce the striver of others in the royal family to get wind secrets and spread my own disinformation.

Konayveh was Queen Adroyna 's front-runner boy toy, the maitre d' of her bodyguard."What happened ?"

"fagot Adroyna is utter,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her striver. Konayveh said her affectionateness gave out."

I smiled at the news of my nan 's Death. Everything would commute. And that meant chance."We need to spend a penny plans."

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

To be continued ...