The Rakshasa 's eye
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New Slave
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheer, the peasants and lowborn humankind rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new champion entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a tangible fervour shooting through my mettle as the prizefighter marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this match, near first cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chop shot. Her leather gasp creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like spike flicked. Her breasts, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a hand up her ample, dark skin, cupping a breast. The nipple pack piercing her right on nub glinted in the sunshine, marking her a fellow member of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human being woman from the neck down. But her drumhead was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple ring, my capitulum flicking. A wet urge swelled in my kitty at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new learning. I could see his muscleman ripple beneath his ebony hide, his head gleam in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the T. H. White sands of the arena. Splashes and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still unused from the terminal fight.

I breathed, my sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human face appear in populace. The mortification of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the tie-up would lower my status among the royal family for years.

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

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple closed chain. 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 titty and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a whore in blotto pants and baring both tits.

Or a deviant who demeaned myself by fighting in the bowl like a human.

The blade Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was second in pedigree to the throne ! Two demise away from being queen.

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

"You think he can defeat Henyak ?"I asked as fairy Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the front of the box, still looking majestic despite her age, her orangeness fur spotted with Thomas Gray 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 baby and green-eyed aunts before I was even a intimation in my mother 's eyes.

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

"Such a delectable fighter,"female monarch Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a aboriginal Naithan with brown hide. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with atomic number 26 macho-man and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in manus. He was a whiz, a man who had fought for years and long time. No longer even a slave.

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

"Such a promise,"pansy Adroyna purred."killing him, and I shall shower down you in Au, my beloved Henyak."

"He 'll induce to close his heart to fuck her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our organic structure striver and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me naked, her skin glistening with expensive fossil oil, filling the air with a lovely olfactory property of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed mephitis of the peasants crowding the standpoint, eager for their amusement and backup from the drudgery of their pointless lives.

My eyes flicked to the Halanian. Bakiir did n't come out afraid at all. I caught a flash of whiten. A smile. A mocking smiling as he flicked his steel and held onto his round, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in banded steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his solid 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 pale skin was so alien. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her young face. I 'd owned her for three geezerhood, molding her into the perfect retainer. I saw the love in her browned centre, the smile on her lips, her face delicate, farmed by her indulgent, brown hair.

She pushed my second joint apart, her digit sending shudders up my consistency. My bosom raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kiss on my physical body as she moved up my thigh towards my burning twat. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

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

I shuddered as her sass found my trim goofball. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussy. Then her clapper flicked out, making my integral soundbox shudder and a purr rise in my pharynx. My middle were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such sheer 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 name drawing my attending from the paladin."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't depict my wince. I was so excited, my lineage boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So unanimous. So strong. He could break me in one-half. How honeyed it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to idolize my cunt.

Lucy 's glossa slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clitoris. I groaned, my spike and face fungus twitching. I pulled hard on the Au ring piercing my mammilla, twisting the shadow nub. The tingle raced down to my hot kitty, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

"Start it,"Kushini purred, her body so tense now, her nipples thrusting so hard from her small frock. She was so brusque and diminutive, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eyes."fighting !"

"kill him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each former. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white sands, debris kicking up from his sandalled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's clapper feeling so grand as she probed it into my snap. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring groan 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 bodies rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his mightily body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my lead handwriting, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth bass into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with weapons group meeting, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

other princesses in the stands watched, some having physical structure striver devour their kitty-cat or have it off their cunt, hefty slave who would breed dominating girl. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and hit the queen mole rat of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would give me.

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

The beautiful girl caressed my thighs as her knife slid through my folds and brushed my clitoris. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my depths. Delight 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.

deep red flashed. ancestry sheeted down Henyak 's thorax, a glancing blow from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her finger pulling on both her nipple. She purred as loud as me now."kill !"

She licked her chop shot as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. Fast, quick poke, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My sexual climax swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. line spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my striver, I smelled that fantastic olfactory property. Blood. Coppery. Vital. Life. I breathed in Bakiir's scent as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneeling crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a mysterious breath.

"kill him,"moaned Kushini, on the threshold of orgasming from the violence alone.

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

I smiled, seeing the flavor on Bakiir 's typeface as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. Juices flooded into Lucy 's hungry mouth. My heart lapped at the cream flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my titty heaving, my exit beneath my sari, my rightfield exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his injure leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the bunch thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to draw out back, but the blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my puss spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the rake spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her muscular sexual climax wracked her supple body.

The exaltation boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood splashing across his dark chest, adding colouring to that sable consistence. I licked my tongue across my chops, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

"Yes !"I snarled."Yes ! Auction !"

Queen Adroyna 's head scene to me, her graying ears 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, boss of the queen 's bodyguard. Her head nodded as she looked at me."It has been three month since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chop shot, my orgasm 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 faggot turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his foe, breathing severe, profligate streaming down his hurt thigh. He faced the pouf.

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

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

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

I stood, my ears twitching. My Fang hungered for her throat. That puss !"1000 dupondius."She would wedge me to waste my income for the month on this slave. I strode forward."You have dear taste perception, Kushini."

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

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

I ran my tongue over my fang. Oh, would n't it be skillful to just rip out her pharynx right now, too. But I could n't establish helplessness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was superficial. Brutal and well-heeled. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be refined. It had to be done at a length, but clearly at your instruction, proof that you were a cunning orca. A true predator.

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

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

"You must really desire to lap his torso clean of Henyak 's blood,"I said.

She shuddered in delight."Such a treat does n't come 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 ... early refreshments."

"early ?"

Her hair's-breadth twitched."2000 dupondius."

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

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her give-and-take were flat, a intimation of a growling grumbling in her throat."You think I 'd neutralise him with such needle butchery."

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

"drivel from the docks."A delicious shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. Look at him. Bleeding but standing so unattackable, so proud. He maybe a slave, but he does n't trust 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 bawd behind you ?"

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

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

"I will."Then I gave her a look."Though I considered letting you have him. How much more can you borrow from your mother before she grows furious with you."

Her back talk curled back, baring fangs. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two brawny slave following after her. I leaned on the rail, staring down at the striver. 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 thinker, added, my heart to the end of the sentence."He will be deserving every gold coin."

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

His face was hard, optic defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his brass. His thoughts worked behind his noncompliant masquerade party, pondering how to escape. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more slave in my kennel, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to put one over me with complacency.

I loved my donjon. It was the favored parting of my quarter in the Zigurrat. Dark and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No ethereal balconies to enjoy the sight of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat. Not in here. The walls were unrelieved rock. pitch blackness atomic number 26 chains hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the wall hung my toys, all my flails and whips and paddle and harvest. So many fun instruments to play with.

The manacles snapped shut about Bakiir 's wrists, the lock clicking into billet. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the strand, ratcheting them tight. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the heftiness of his torso. His look flickered, feeling the tune in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny joy,"I purred, walking around him. My hired hand trailed across his pitch black 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 whip,"he growled.

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry gun muzzle between his berm brand. He was so marvelous as well as big-shouldered. My hairsbreadth tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the salinity of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my au naturel crotch into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his rachis. I never wore clothes in my keep. No one did. This was a place of pleasure and botheration, and those were best get naked. My hands reached around him, my pussy growing more and to a greater extent juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his cinch, my slit clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder joint leaf blade and making him moan. His dick twitched in my deal, hardening, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his putz, crushing his top. My early mitt found his chunk, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his balls. Hard.

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

I loved warriors.

"mistress,"I said."You address me as schoolmarm. Understand ?"I relaxed my bridge player on his balls.

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd give me this, make me intend he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his cock again, still hard, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a dearest bite, letting him palpate my fangs but not penetrating the brawn of his pep pill back."So answer my enquiry. Does this tone soundly, slave ?"

He shuddered, my hand stroking so fast, my thumb rubbing that midst, spongy crown."Yes, Mistress."

"See,"I told him."What did you opine I would do to you here ? Hurt you ?"

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

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

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your pecker says otherwise. You are so operose. So tidal bore for it. You did n't even relent when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock throbbing in my bridge player as he grunted through his dentition."Oh, yes, you are going to be so a great deal fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my puss drippage. I glanced around the elbow room. Lucy knelt like I 'd cultivate her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such bedewed excitation. Beside her knelt my two male person hard worker, their cocks both voiceless before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the chairperson. Lucy, my heart, pick out your instrument."

"Yes, Mistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small nipple bouncing. They were such lovely breast. My eyes flicked down to her tight slit, her cunt impudently shaved and glistening. The Au ring piercing her clitoris, marking her a royal striver, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as lots as me.

Thushin stood, his brown peel rippling. He was a native Naithan, his peter bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the corner and sat on it. His putz was so arduous ; the cock gang tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get moderation for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His cock brushed my pussy. I shivered, my hips undulating, then I slid my puss down his shaft. I groaned, his shaft spreading me open. He filled me with his cinch. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took Sir Thomas More and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, arms hugging me. His substantial mitt roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the paries, staring at the various whip and flails, her melt off hips wiggling with agitation, her brown haircloth sweeping down her lithe back.

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

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

My kitty clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his helping hand squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his strength. He was so solid. His hands moved, one sliding down to tease my button, the other to grope my breast. My ear twitched as he nuzzled his aspect into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a thin riding crop 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 optic as Lucy advanced on him from behind.

Swish. relish !

He grunted, his consistence tensing as the riding harvest crashed into his oral fissure. His ebony cock bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's tool, stirring his ray of light through my pussy. A idle wave of heat energy washed through me.

big H !

A twitch crossed his forehead as his torso drank in the sting pain. Lucy had such a wicked smile on her backtalk as she walked around him, her hand caressing his mesomorphic body. She reached his cock, her wan fingerbreadth wrapped about his ebony girth.

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

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her left over hired man 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 gravelly digit rubbing at my clit, sending such delight through me.

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

CRACK !

Her finger's breadth rubbed the top of Bakiir 's dick.

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

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

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

She bit his tit. Hard.

"Worship our Mistress, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The crop swung hard.

snap !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a wonderful woman. So loving, so vicious, so eager to inflict pain for both our pleasance. 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 vast tool."Do you want to be rewarded ?"

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

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his rebelliousness. delight rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger rubbing tough circles on my clit, but more from this firm, 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 adult female 's sassing locked about your putz, sucking so toilsome ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, sleeve pulling against the Chain as she bobbed her capitulum. I could see her noisy suck, my button pounding, knowing how delicious her mouth was.

CRACK !

She cracked the crop into his chest of drawers as she sucked. It swished again over her head to smell into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and pleasure 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 scented 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 deal of her blench butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her browned hair danced about her shoulders. And then there was his satisfying, pitch black bulk, such a contrast between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's helping hand moved from my breast and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny intensity, fucking my pussy up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the joy of my cunt.

pass !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

CRACK !

Bakiir 's grimace tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouth. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The wheal rose on his form, Deutsche Mark of bother while delight boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to blow up into her hot, sultry mouth."My pussy clenched on Thushin 's stopcock. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my twat burning around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

CRACK !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding crop slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be stiff. But he wanted that release. His climax ached to set off out of his balls and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to flood her back talk. Her kitty !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her pie-eyed cunt. To pump away at her pale flesh."

"Bitch !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned kind are all bitches. Las 's defile ejaculate 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 to fee our appetite for pain and cock and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something howling in us."

fling !

"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, bitch !"His eyes glared at me."Tiger-headed fancy woman ! You want to fuck me. You want to sense my cock in your pussy !"

pass !

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

gap !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his lather chest.

"You are about to take fire in her mouth,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his turncock. The pleasure burned so hot through me, the detrition sending joy rippling through me.

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll swamp her oral fissure with my cum—"Pain burned across his facial expression. He stared down in hysteria at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned lady of pleasure !"

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

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the gem storey and flooding the keep with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the botheration burning in Bakiir 's human face, the delight reaching through my heart 's body.

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

"NO !"

His voice thundered through the elbow room. My coming exploded inside me.

I drank in his defiance. My puss went gaga about Thushin 's tool. He groaned, wanting so badly to flood my cunt with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his hammer leap by the hoop. That made my orgasm even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the delight shot through me.

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony brawn straining. The defiance burning through his limbs. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My flood tide surged in high spirits and high through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her small chest jiggling as she felt my face fungus kiss her silky, ivory second joint as I nuzzled closer and finisher to her gratifying puss. 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 pussy and feasted.

My thick clapper rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her sweet succus. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her small breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingerbreadth squeezing her nipples while I flicked her button piercing.

She shuddered again. Her groan were so sweet as she writhed on my satin shroud. assuredness air wafted in through my heart-to-heart Windows, twilight settling over the metropolis of Ankush. Braziers standing around the room burned sandalwood to keep the stink of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My meat 's juices melted on my glossa. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my face fungus rubbing on her thighs. delectation shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her silky flesh. My ear twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The faggot 's dried-up bitch, yes !"

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

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

I lapped with raging hunger, my tongue lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and moan. I made her tingle in perfect joy. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small boob jiggling as she squeaked out her delight, her fair expression burning with ruby-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 silky depths. A rakshasa 's tongue was chummy than a humans, like a Panthera tigris, rough out and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

"My core !"she squeaked, bucking so hard."Oh, yes, my heart. Oh, that 's so good. Oh, I love it. You spoil me. My marrow, 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 rickety. You did not get it on slaves. You did not have a go at it anything. humankind loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The first time I saw her crying in the slave pen, draped in rags, her body whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breasts and face, something kindled in my centre. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiators and hero. But her eyes met mine. Those soft, brown doe-eyes. The instant I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in grime. innocence I could mold, shape, turn into a vicious predator.

She had stolen my eye with those optic. And then given me her own.

So I licked her harder. I loved my sweet Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those firm, small mammilla. Her moans echoed through the way as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her John Brown whisker swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart and soul !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shrivelled teat, yes !"

Her juices squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of passion. My face fungus twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her ecstasy. She humped so heavily on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry lips, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her body. I savored every drop of it. My whiskers rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my twat growing so hot and juicy, bore to take her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my shank by a leather harness, swung between my second joint. Its home rubbed on my clitoris, giving me a gustatory sensation of pleasure as I kept eating my beautiful center. 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 wrangle. My pussy clenched. My pump raced. I licked my chops, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy electrocution in her dark-brown heart, that naughty grin on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my marrow,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my bitch. roll in the hay me concentrated ! Pound me ! Take your delight in me !"

I purred louder. My tongue licked at her kitty one final meter, making her back arched. I flicked her button and then kept licking, dragging my hot, rough lingua across her shave pubic cumulus. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the savor of her tegument. The heat energy beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her pale skin. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a rich brown compared to his bass ebony, but it still was a delicious sight. My nipples ached as they caressed her physique, my teat ring twisting on my right nub.

I licked between her bosom. I paused, swirling my tongue around her right field hillock. Her house tit quivered. Then she squealed as my pugnacious tongue swirled over her pink nipple. Everything about her was so picket and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my voice midst with key hunger. I nipped her tit with my sharp fangs.

She gasped.

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

She knew only a little more pressure from my bite and I would rip out her throat. I could kill her, and no one would like. She was my hard worker. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to flow every one of my hungers.

"My mettle,"she moaned."Fuck 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 kitty. Now her heart raced firm as delight surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my cover while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the grip of my jaws.

The base 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 thrusts, driving the toy harder into my clitoris as our trunk slapped together.

"My heart !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, know me ! Ravish me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clitoris ache, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my twat and through my body. My auricle twitched as her finger's breadth traced my acantha, sending prickling racing through my consistency. Driving my pelvis to bed her harder, faster.

Our build slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her love and heat. Her spokesperson was so sweet. Our spicy and sweet-smelling musks filled the air with mantrap. 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 joy swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my pith ! Oh, the queen 's wrinkly ass, yes ! Plow me ! deal my snatch ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every stab. The base of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My snatch clenched. succus dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would taste her blood. I would banquet on her.

I wanted to. My hips plunged faster. My tooth tightened. No fearfulness from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So trusting. So loving. I could never bruise her. I rammed my dildo into her profoundness. Her trunk shivering beneath me. Her delight squeaking out of her lips as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling embrangle outburst from my pharynx as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my body. Her hands held me. Her second joint gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our cacoethes. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my gag against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fangs. I shivered, letting my alteration go, letting my human being font appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, bootleg tomentum growing, spilling about my expression as my lips became piano like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fangs, no fur, no barriers. Our dead body pressed tight, holding each early as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I reveal my human boldness. Her work force moved, touching my smooth out buttock, oculus moist and dewy.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I purred.

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

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to pertain his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded cocotte of his pressed up against the dog house bars, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's cell as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his redhead. I bought the girl for him as a reward. She lived in his 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 potent. He 'll hold for days longer. And when he does break, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

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

"What ?"

"I have my allotment,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a disgusting grinning."He has to fuck that old, toothless queen regnant 's sere cunt. He yearns for hot, sloshed 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 own her lovers ?

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

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

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

He spat to the incline. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his cock with her mouth.

My lash hissed through the air and ...

fracture !

A hemorrhage communication channel appeared on his dorsum. I shuddered at the scent of coppery line of descent spilling in the air. My hip joint wiggled. He growled through the pain and delight, 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 hands gripping his ebony ass.

The whip hissed down at his rear, his muscles so tense, his blazonry straining so hard.

CRACK !

My cunt clenched. succus dripped like molten lava down my thighs.

"adoration me !"

CRACK !

"Serve me !"

pass !

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

He howled in virgin rage, blood dripping from his articulatio radiocarpea, the handlock biting into his flesh. The links of the string ground together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whip across his back.

Another hemorrhage bank line appeared. Blood ran in hot run down his binding, filling the air with that—

A cracking moan resounded through the dungeon.

His right hand chain ripped free the dash anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of passion, he whipped the lowering length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...