The Rakshasa 's Heart
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 human rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the gabardine sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal stag box, a palpable turmoil shooting through my philia as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, dear cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chops. Her leather drawers creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her titty, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her fertile, dark skin, cupping a chest. The pap ring piercing her right hand nub glinted in the sun, marking her a phallus of the royal kin. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human woman from the neck down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own pap ring, my auricle flicking. A wet itch swelled in my pussy at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his muscular tissue ripple beneath his ebony tree cutis, his head teacher gleaming in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the whitened guts of the arena. Splashes and puddle crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still brisk from the last fight.

I breathed, my sense of feeling enhanced in my Rakshasa word form. I never let my human being face appear in public. The mortification of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my status among the royal family unit for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her mamilla, her slitted eyes sparkling with lecherousness."Can you smell him ? The hope ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my place, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purple saree trimmed in gold that covered my left breast and fell down to my mid thigh. I was n't a working girl in tight bloomers and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a shame. Such an open exhibition of world power. No subtly. And she was second in ancestry to the throne ! Two end away from being king.

"I watched him sparring yesterday,"Kushini moaned."Oh, dear cousin-german, you should deliver seen him fight."

"You think he can defeat Henyak ?"I asked as queen mole rat Adroyna, our granny, stepped up to the front of the box, still looking regal despite her age, her orange tree fur spotted with greyness that gave her an air of dignity.

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

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

"Such a Delicious fighter,"fag Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny man, a indigen Naithan with Brown University skin. He wore a kilt of leather shoulder strap studded with iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a sensation, a man who had fought for yr and geezerhood. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the peril. Especially fighting new gladiator with promise, ending any threats to his supremacy before they could rival him.

"Such a hope,"Queen Adroyna purred."putting to death him, and I shall shower you in amber, my beloved Henyak."

"He 'll possess to shut his middle to fuck her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our consistence slave and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a pixilated giggle as she knelt before me naked, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the vulgar malodour of the tike crowding the standpoint, tidal bore for their entertainment and moderation from the grind of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't appear afraid at all. I caught a flash of flannel. A grinning. A mocking grinning as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in band steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his solid state body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, kept woman,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran slaves were so rare. That blench skin was so exotic. I made certainly she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful boldness. I 'd owned her for three yr, molding her into the utter servant. I saw the love in her brown eyes, the smiling on her lips, her nerve delicate, farmed by her diffused, brown hair.

She pushed my thigh apart, her fingers sending shudders up my organic structure. My spirit raced. I petted her haircloth, loving her hot kisses on my chassis as she moved up my thigh towards my burning slit. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My nitty-gritty, though none of my babe, cousin, aunts, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In populace, she was just my puss licking hard worker.

I shuddered as her sass found my shaven twat. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my twat. Then her tongue flicked out, making my entire soundbox shudder and a purr wage increase in my throat. My eye were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bluff self-confidence in Bakiir,"Kushini said, rubbing her thighs together."I can see why you are so wet for him, Malakisha."

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the sound of my figure drawing my care from the combatant."What a hard worker he would make."

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

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

Lucy 's tongue slid through my purulent crimp and flicked my clit. I groaned, my ears and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the amber ring piercing my nipple, twisting the iniquity nub. The tingles raced down to my hot pussy, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's awful tongue.

"Start it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense up now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small garb. She was so little and tiny, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her centre."Fight !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each former. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the Edward White littoral, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My slit clenched, Lucy 's spit tactile sensation so tremendous as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

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

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every bit of his sinewy physical structure moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left hand, pulling my beloved slave 's mouthpiece abstruse into my snatch. I ground on her as the air rang with weapon meeting, clattering.

The bunch cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

early princesses in the stands watched, some having dead body slaves devour their pussycat or bed their twat, sinewy hard worker who would multiply dominating daughters. Rakshasas who would claw and combat and hit the fag 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 tomentum so smashed, humping against her terrific tongue.

The beautiful girlfriend caressed my thighs as her spit slid through my folds and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my profundity. 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. stock sheeted down Henyak 's chest, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her fingers pulling on both her nipple. She purred as garish as me now."Kill !"

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fast, quick thrusting, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My coming swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my striver, I smelled that terrific aroma. rip. Coppery. Vital. animation. I breathed in Bakiir's smell as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneeling crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"Kill him,"moaned Kushini, on the verge of orgasming from the violence alone.

Henyak drew back his trident as he kicked aside Bakiir 's shell, leaving the Halanian spread out to attack.

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

And came.

My cunt spasmed. juice flooded into Lucy 's hungry oral fissure. My heart lapped at the ointment flooding out of my twat. I shuddered, my boob heaving, my result beneath my sari, my right hand 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 face, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the crew thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his blade up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my snatch spasming so hard, raptus surging through me as the blood spurted. The deep red arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her powerful flood tide wracked her lithe body.

The raptus boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his foeman 's ancestry splashing across his dark chest, adding color to that sable body. I licked my spit across my chop shot, Lucy lapping up my succus gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! vendue !"

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

"Yes,"I yowled."vendue !"

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

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

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

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat human being who ran the secret plan stepped out, his body draped in expensive gems. He had glutted on the entertainment of the Das Kapital. He rubbed his chubby fingers together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

"Your August stateliness,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding start at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the edge of the box. My spike twitched as she shot a look over her shoulder joint, licking her chops. Her right handwriting rested on the hilt of her sword, fingering the pommel, an ivory tiger forefront snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My Fang hungered for her pharynx. That twat !"1000 dupondius."She would thrust me to waste my income for the month on this hard worker. I strode forward."You have just tasting, Kushini."

"So do you, Malakisha,"she said, no hint of her slightness in her voice.

"1100 dupondius,"fraught Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two months. Her tiger ears twitched. She gave me a hungry grin."Yes, you do have good mouthful, auntie Malakisha."

I ran my tongue over my fangs. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her pharynx right now, too. But I could n't show helplessness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of wrath, was trivial. Brutal and easygoing. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a space, but clearly at your statement, proof that you were a cunning killer. A honest predator.

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

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

"You must really want to figure out his body clean of Henyak 's profligate,"I said.

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

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

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

"other ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a vicious maze, pushing off from the railing and marching away, clutching at her swell up 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 drill your sword on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her Logos were flat, a tinge of a growl rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd consume him with such needless butchery."

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

"scraps from the docks."A luscious shiver ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something limited. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so warm, so lofty. He maybe a striver, but he does n't believe it."

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

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a flicker in her eye."How badly do you want to see him worshiping you like that little woman of the street behind you ?"

ire flared in me. But I did n't ascend to her vilification. I did n't even flip a whisker."2600 dupondius."

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

"I will."Then I gave her a looking at."Though I considered letting you have him. How much more can you take up 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 rail, staring down at the hard worker. Lucy pressed up beside me, her lavender scent filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my mind, added, my nerve to the end of the sentence."He will be worth every amber coin."

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

His face was hard, middle defiant. He did n't baulk Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His thoughts worked behind his defiant masque, pondering how to get away. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more hard worker in my kennels, early brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the favorite part of my quarters in the Zigurrat. iniquity and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No airy balconies to enjoy the lot of the urban center of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to fill away the heat. Not in here. The walls were unrelieved stone. Black smoothing iron chains hung from the cap, each ending in manacle. From claw on the wall hung my toys, all my flails and lash and paddles and crop. So many fun legal document to play with.

The manacles snapped shut about Bakiir 's wrists, the locks clicking into office. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the strand, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's sleeve were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the muscularity of his trunk. His fount flickered, feeling the stress in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hired hand trailed across his ebony flesh, feeling the harshness of his muscles. Stone. Unyielding. My fingers slid down his back to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

"commodity,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder blades. He was so improbable as well as broad-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his spine. He shuddered as I licked at his thorn, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My kitty was so wet.

I pressed my naked privates into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his cover. I never wore clothes in my dungeon. No one did. This was a position of delight and pain, and those were best know naked. My manus reached around him, my pussy growing more and Thomas More juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his girth, my pussy clenching in tidal bore anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder blades and making him moan. His dick twitched in my helping hand, solidification, swelling, growing even fully 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 shaft, crushing his Crown. My early bridge player found his balls, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his balls. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the pain. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his difficult heftiness, tingles racing through his body. chemical chain rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

"Mistress,"I said."You address me as fancy woman. Understand ?"I relaxed my hired man on his balls.

"Yes ... schoolma'am,"he said, the defiance midst in his vocalism. He 'd give me this, make me think he weakened. But soon he 'd have in mind it.

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

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

"See,"I told him."What did you opine I would do to you here ? distress 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 lips."That 's so true up. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The don of my first gear daughter. She might be queen one day. Does n't that stir you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your dick says otherwise. You are so severely. So eager for it. You did n't even cushion when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock throb in my handwriting as he grunted through his teeth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so a lot fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy dripping. I glanced around the way. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such dewy excitement. Beside her knelt my two manly slaves, their cock both tough before them.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small-scale tits bouncing. They were such lovely tit. My eye flicked down to her tight snatch, her pussy freshly shaved and glistening. The atomic number 79 band 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 browned skin rippling. He was a indigene Naithan, his cock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the street corner and sat on it. His dick was so firmly ; the putz gang tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get backup for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His cock brushed my cunt. I shivered, my hips undulating, then I slid my cunt down his dick. I groaned, his shaft spreading me undefended. He filled me with his cinch. I groaned, my capitulum twitching as I took more and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His strong manpower roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the rampart, staring at the various whiplash and flails, her slim down hips wiggling with fervor, her brown hair sweeping down her lithe back.

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

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

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his intensity level. He was so solid. His hands moved, one sliding down to tease my clit, the other to fumble my titty. My capitulum twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

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

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His Diospyros ebenum peter bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's putz, stirring his quill through my kitty. A wild wave of heat washed through me.

scag !

A vellication crossed his forehead as his eubstance drank in the stinging painful sensation. Lucy had such a loathly smile on her sassing as she walked around him, her deal caressing his powerful body. She reached his cock, her blanch fingers wrapped about his pitch black girth.

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

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his peter with her result script and cracking the riding harvest across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging slap echoing through the room. I shivered upon my slave 's cock, his jumpy finger's breadth rubbing at my button, sending such delight through me.

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

tornado !

Her fingers rubbed the crownwork of Bakiir 's dick.

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

He sucked in a hint, sleeve pulling at his Chain as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can give way you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her handwriting into the tip of his darkness peter, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can kick in you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"adoration our schoolmistress, 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 tool. I loved watching my heart employment. She was such a tremendous womanhood. So loving, so vicious, so eager to inflict annoyance for both our joy. I could take in her drama for hours.

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

He gave me a stony look, full of all his unemotional person defiance. He would take every drubbing 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 rubbing hard circuit on my clit, but to a greater extent from this secure, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was slow to fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful charwoman 's mouth locked about your cock, sucking so hard ... That was hard to defend. He shuddered, weapons system pulling against the Ernst Boris Chain as she bobbed her head word. I could get a line her noisy sucks, my clitoris throb, knowing how delicious her back talk was.

cleft !

She cracked the harvest into his thorax as she sucked. It swished again over her head to thwack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and pleasance combustion through his body at the same time. I loved it. I smelled the salty perfume of his stopcock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her dulcet succus down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her brain moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the mickle of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown hair danced about her articulatio humeri. And then there was his solidness, pitch black bulk, such a demarcation between the two.

fissure !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my chest and clitoris. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny intensity level, fucking my pussy up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

sally !

Bakiir 's look tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouth. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding craw slapped into him over and over. The welt rose on his build, Saint Mark of pain 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, sultry mouth."My pussy clenched on Thushin 's putz. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my pussycat burning around his dick.

The clash was so wonderful.

crack cocaine !

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

Lucy moaned, bobbing her back talk so hard, sucking so noisily.

Bakiir grunted as the riding crop slammed into him again. His grimace twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be substantial. But he wanted that outlet. His climax ached to burst forth out of his glob and into her mouth.

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

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

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all female, needing male person to tip our appetites for painfulness and pecker and cum. Needing them to procreate."He made something tremendous in us."

crack !

"Gewin 's mighty cock !"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, squawk !"His center glared at me."Tiger-headed harlot ! You want to fuck me. You want to experience my rooster in your cunt !"

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his lather chest.

"You are about to erupt in her rima oris,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his putz. The pleasance burned so hot through me, the rubbing sending delight rippling through me.

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

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her rose hip wiggled faster. The crop fell from her hands to plunge them between her second joint. She rubbed at her kitty while Bakiir fought against the pain, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the pit flooring and flooding the dungeon with her confection musk. I shuddered, savoring the infliction burning in Bakiir 's face, the delight reaching through my affection 's body.

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

"NO !"

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

I drank in his rebelliousness. My pussy went unwarranted about Thushin 's shaft. He groaned, wanting so badly to flood my cunt with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his cock bound by the tintinnabulation. That made my orgasm even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure shot through me.

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

I would savor breaking him.

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

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

My thick knife rasped across her shaved frame, gathering her sweet-scented juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her minuscule boob heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her tit while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin sheets. Cool air wafted in through my open windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. brazier standing around the way burned sandalwood to keep the stink of the humankind from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juice melted on my clapper. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my hairsbreadth rubbing on her thighs. delectation shuddered down to my twat as my sore whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her sleek soma. My capitulum twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my middle !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The world-beater 's dried-up cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, shower me in your seraphic juices, my heart,"I purred between hot, hungry licks."rain shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with angered hunger, my lingua lashing up and down her puss. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and groan. I made her shiver in utter delight. She humped so voiceless against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her diminished titty jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her sightly face burning with crimson passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my tongue rasped across her twat. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silken depths. A rakshasa 's tongue was compact than a humans, like a tiger, rough and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedeck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as fallible. You did not have a go at it slave. You did not love anything. human 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 time I saw her crying in the slave pen, draped in ragtime, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her boob and case, something kindled in my affection. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiators and fighter aircraft. But her eyes met mine. Those soft, brown doe-eyes. The minute I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That artlessness drowning in filth. pureness I could mold, shape, turn into a vicious predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my perfumed Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her bridge player squeezed those firm, small titmouse. Her moan echoed through the way as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her dark-brown whisker swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My tenderness !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shriveled teat, yes !"

Her juice 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 land against me as she moaned out her raptus. She humped so severe on me, smearing that hot puss on my hungry brim, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her organic structure. I savored every cliff of it. My whiskers rubbed into her thighs as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my cunt growing so hot and juicy, bore to contain her.

My coxa wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my shank by a leather harness, swung between my thigh. Its base rubbed on my clit, giving me a taste of pleasure as I kept eating my beautiful affection. I devoured her cunt. 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 words. My pussycat clenched. My heart raced. I licked my chopper, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her Brown University eyes, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my sum,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, dip that dildo into my cunt. Fuck me toilsome ! Pound me ! claim your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My clapper licked at her twat one final exam meter, making her back arched. I flicked her button and then kept licking, dragging my hot, scratchy tongue across her shave pubic hill. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her pelt. The heat beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her pale skin. I was n't as coloured as Bakiir, only a rich people brown compared to his deep coal black, but it still was a delicious mountain. My pap ached as they caressed her flesh, my nipple ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her breasts. I paused, swirling my natural language around her right hillock. Her house tit quivered. Then she squealed as my roughly tongue swirled over her tap tit. Everything about her was so pale and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my vocalism thick with primal hunger. I nipped her nipple with my sharp fangs.

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our breasts pressed together as my give jaw seized her throat. My teeth pricked at her cervix, dimpling her skin. I felt her impulse pound through her pharynx. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more insistency from my bite and I would rip out her throat. I could down her, and no one would care. She was my slave. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her second joint locked around my hips as my dildo plunged into her snatch. Now her heart raced profligate as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her pleasance, her throat vibrating in the grip of my jaws.

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

"My centre !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, love me ! transport me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my snatch and through my body. My ears twitched as her fingerbreadth traced my back, sending tingles racing through my soundbox. Driving my pelvic arch to fuck her harder, faster.

Our flesh slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her erotic love and passion. Her vocalisation was so angelical. Our spicy and angelical musks filled the air with lulu. 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 button ached.

My pleasure swelled.

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

My pleasure swelled with every knife thrust. The base of the dildo caressed my throb clit. My twat clenched. succus dribbled down my thigh while my jaws twitched. One sharpness, and I would taste her stock. I would banquet on her.

I wanted to. My rose hip plunged faster. My teeth tightened. No reverence from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trustful. So loving. I could never hurt her. I rammed my dildo into her depths. Her body shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her lips as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl up flare-up from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my consistency. Her hands held me. Her second joint gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our love. Our love.

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

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barrier. Our body pressed rigorous, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my homo face. Her mitt moved, touching my smooth cheeks, eyes moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our nose together, wanting to purr, but unable to with human being vocal chords.

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

"Yes,"I purred.

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

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

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

I laughed. Thushin loved his red-header. I bought the young lady for him as a reward. She lived in his cellular telephone, make to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's face fell."Bakiir has lasted two Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. None of the others has."

"He 's so substantial. He 'll make for day longer. And when he does break, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

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

"What ?"

"I have my parcelling,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a disgusting smiling."He has to fuck that old, toothless queen 's dried-up twat. He yearns for hot, nasty 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 make her lovers ?

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"Your prick looks so surd,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his chains, arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pallid finger stroking his ebony cock.

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

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

He spat to the slope. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his putz with her mouth.

My whip hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A bleeding line appeared on his back. I shuddered at the scent of coppery blood spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the bother and delight, Lucy sucking so hard on his cock as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

cracking !

"NEVER !"he howled, pulling so hard on the chains.

I drew back the whip. Lucy moaned as she sucked, her hands gripping his sable ass.

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

cleft !

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

"adoration me !"

CRACK !

"Serve me !"

CRACK !

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

He howled in saturated rage, bloodline dripping from his wrist joint, the handlock biting into his flesh. The tie-in of the chain ground together as he strained. A drip of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whiplash across his back.

Another bleeding air appeared. Blood ran in hot rivulets down his backrest, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right chain ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of rage, he whipped the heavy length of alloy at my head.

To be continued ...