The Rakshasa 's kernel
Chapter Two : knife looseness
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chain hurtled at me, a grayish-black blur. My rakshasa 's instincts snarled through me. My body sprang to the right. I hit the jolting stone bricks of my dungeon 's flooring, rolled hard. Metal struck John Rock with a mighty clank behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My essence !"Lucy screamed in terror as I came up in a scrunch up, the fur bristling across my case and head, my whiskers twitching as I faced the enrage Bakiir.

Such military capability. He pulled unfreeze the dash from the masonry. What a girl he would breed in me. Despite the risk, or maybe because of it, my kitty was so wet as I stared at the enraged gladiator. That mighty pillar of ebony bod before me.

If I could tame him ...

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

The concatenation cracked to the rightfulness. It slammed into Issanik 's face. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Mrs. Henry Wood groaned as he seized it to arrest his counterpoise. But the ledge toppled. A rainwater of whip and scourges fell with Issanik as he hit the dry land second before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood stock-still before Bakiir, her body vibration. Her eyes were wide with fright as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, flabby Brown and full of desperate hope. She needed me to save her from the brute.

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

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his left hand, still manacled to the roof, and pulled out the bolt free holding the isthmus closed. The restraint popped candid, freeing him. He flicked the Sir Ernst Boris Chain in the same motion, striking Thushin 's upraised arms.

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

"It 'll be fine, my heart,"I told her, rising.

My hands flexed as Thushin grunted, thrown to the dry land by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the chain to baffle him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. osseous tissue snapped, my slave 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the Sir Ernst Boris Chain again.

He better not kill him.

I strode from the room, my white meat jiggling. flaming pumped through my veins and succus ran down my second joint. This was so exalt. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my dungeon and into my doghouse, striding past the John Cage where others of my hard worker peered out, the men grasping the bars.

"Set us free, kept woman,"they growled, eager to campaign for me."We 'll protect you."

Their kennel lady of pleasure, the female slaves I bought to please them, cowered in the backrest, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armory and wrenched it heart-to-heart, revealing the wheel of swords and axes and maces and daggers, mountain of armor of all shapes, the paraphernalia to outfit my slaves. I grabbed a long-bladed dagger. It was triangular, starting as wide as three of my fingerbreadth at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like point. Valyan steel, ok caliber, 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 chaos when I returned. Lucy screamed in the recess, cowering as Bakiir whipped his range of mountains around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny slaves still fought, Thushin cradling his offend arm. They struggled to shut in and seize him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's spine, his skilful arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing arduous. I gripped the obelisk, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the front, the muscleman rippling in his flanks.

The chain cracked him across the face. He snapped back and hit the dry land insensate, blood spurting from his nose. I breathed it in, the deep red scent electrifying my body. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my tongue, shuddered.

With a oink, 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 pain sensation as he landed on his broken arm. Bakiir stumbled, ending up on his hands and knees.

I moved.

Before he could turn out, I crossed the distance, springing with the swiftness of a rakshasa. We were predators, unlike humans. We did n't have to be trained to be grampus, we simply were. A individual leaping carried me behind him. I landed, the sticker moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the abrupt edge pressing in his throat. blood flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you feel decease, warrior ?"I asked, my left hand running across his bald head, loving how smooth it was, how sheeny in the flannel mullein light."Can you palpate it quivering against your throat ?"

His face hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a thousand clip, have n't you ? That beef wanting to steal away your liveliness. You 've fought so hard, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his frame. I could sense his pulse throbbing up the blade and into my hand, the phrenetic round of his life."So you have a pick. Let her kill you, or giving up to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the dagger placed against his pharynx. I let it slide, cutting into pulp above his trachea. The KO'd layer of his skin parted, blood flowing. I let him feel the promise of death as I moved before him. He was ready to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. Crimson spilled over the blade, more ran dark down his chest of drawers. His arm cocked, quick to strike. I could see the calculation. Could he swing his chain fast enough to pour down me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My hired man jibe out and grasped his cock.

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

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

He did n't say a word. Stoic pride faced me. That monumental opposition that had kept him fighting even when his trunk was scourged, even as lineage ran down his body from the kiss of my whip. And yet his cock was sending him that pleasance, that delight, that aching need to erupt.

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

All hebdomad 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 in the neck. I kept him bound other times, unable to tinge himself while listening to my other slaves rut around him with their doghouse whores.

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

"Just surrender into go and let demise dispense with you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

He retreated from its edge. Death was no longer something he was prepared for. Not with his tool throbbing in my hired hand. He stretched out onto his back as I kept pushing with the sticker, his legs sliding out beneath me. I straddled him, my snatch on fire.

I brought my cunt to his hard putz, rubbing my snatch up and down his length. My button throbbed against his hardness, my pussy rim begging to engulf every in of his girth. He was so big, so wooden-headed. All my slaves were advert, but him ...

He made them look small.

I ran my left hired man up his pip thorax, crossing the minuscule wounds, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his musculus quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his throat, sliding my pussy up and down his turncock, staring into his eyes.

"expiry or ecstasy ?"I asked him, leaning over him, my knocker swaying. I ground my clit harder into his dick, the delight rippling through me, my purr rising in my throat. My face fungus twitched. I hungered to tear out his throat while fucking him to death.

But that would be such a waste.

"What will it be, Bakiir ?"My button reached the crown of his dick. I massaged the spongy head.

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

"Feel how wet I am. You can be in me. You can jazz your schoolma'am. I 'll even let your seed tumble into me. You can be the don of my daughter. All you have to do is love me. Worship me. Then you 'll go through rapture. You 'll be pampered. I 'll open you woman. I 'll lift you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my hips, rubbing my button across his cock 's crown, feeling it pulsate and twitch.

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your pharynx and eat your pith and that will be it. No more pleasance for you. No more chance to oppose. No more try out your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his lips with my thick tongue, the pleasure rippling through me. My succus dripped hot from my slit, making his pecker more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. ecstasy or death."

He closed his eyes."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

"schoolma'am,"he said, his interpreter tight as it burst out of his throat."You are my ... Mistress."

"Mean it,"I groaned, my clit throbbing on his dick. I rubbed harder."Prove you love me and worship me."

"I 'm your ... slave."A tremor went through him. Something changed in his optic. They widened for a moment, showing all of his whites."I am your slave, Mistress. I submit to you. surrender to your pleasure."

I licked his backtalk again, my glossa pushing past his lips into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my breasts to his lash pectus, his sticky descent coating them as I slid my hips higher, the tip of his hammer nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking candy kiss. My eyes widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His cock was so vast. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to deal him, to swallow his girth. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my chest into his body. My nipple throbbed against his whisk flesh.

I took Sir Thomas More and more of his girth. I kept the obelisk pressed to his pharynx as my purrs grew cheap, rumbling through my physical structure. It was amazing. My pussycat burst with delight as I sank all the way down his cock, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our kiss, staring into his heart."Do you feel the reinforcement for your service ?"I asked, my pussy clenching on his tool."Do you understand what submission gives you ?"

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

His paw grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown chest streaked with his blood. His chest was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet feeling on my tits. My pussy shifted on his dick as I slid into military position, arm outstretched, knife at his bloody throat.

And tantalise my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't do it him hard or fast. I savored his surrender. Finally, he was mine. And I would enjoy every wink of his girth buried in my twat that I could. I slid up him, squeezing surd with my kitty, crapulence in the detrition. I groaned, fighting the burn in my thighs, the ache 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 knife. His hands squeezed my ass then roamed my trunk. I savored his hard, calloused touch. His hands found my breasts, squeezing them as my pelvic girdle moved, swirling and stirring his stopcock through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging nipple,"I groaned in pure delight."Oh, God, this tool, my sum. This shaft is amazing."

"Yes, my essence,"Lucy said, still in the street corner, her optic wide, stunned by the savagery that happened. She hugged herself, tears running down her oculus."Amazing cock."

Poor affair. She was n't a predator, but quarry. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the fourth dimension to comfort my Lucy. Now was the meter to enjoy my triumph. I shuddered, working my pussy up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this dick in me. The girth was so dense, stretching my snatch open up so wide. My cunt clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to burst out of me. To submerge me in rapture.

My breasts jiggled in his firm work force. He squeezed them. His finger rubbed across my nipple, sending delight shooting down to my pussy. He played with my teat ring, twisting my right nub, making me groan louder and louder.

I yowled and purred as I drank in the rapture. I slid up and down his putz, impaling my cunt over and over on his cock. He stabbed so late into me. So wonderfully deep. My pussycat ached every sentence 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 hands tightened on my cheek."Nor a woman,"he growled,"as strong."

I licked my chop shot, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my kitty-cat up and down his girth, my clit striking his pubic osseous tissue. Wild abandon filled me now, my orgasm building so fast, begging to blow up through me.

So I did n't restrict myself. My head arched back, my whiskers twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my hips twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of pleasure this cock had to offer. I pulled the knife from his throat, surrendering to the possible action he would defeat me.

I had to cognise. Was he sincere in his entry ?

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

"So hot and wet,"I groaned."I bet you just want to run out your come in me."

"Yes !"he growled.

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

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

ardor flared to lifespan. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the enraptured green goddess rising to my mind, smothering me in ecstasy. My pussy went wild about his tool, spasming hard as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our form smacking together again, more glint exploding from my clit. His hands squeezed my tits so hard. ail blaze up from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My Mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the first time. I had felt it in my ass and mouth, but never my pussy. None of my striver had earned the right to breed me. But Bakiir ... My girl would be so right. She would be circuitous, 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 gods, cover your Mistress !"

My pussy writhed, milking his spurting cock. I drank in the hot seed, my orgasm growing so hot. Ecstasy whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my snarls echoing through the keep. I drank in the ecstasy.

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the final blast of his seed shot into me.

"My striver,"I groaned, bringing the dagger to my mouth. I licked at the frigidity metal, tasting the ruby of his blood. A final shudder ran through my body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

I could see it in his oculus. He had surrendered. He had realized my effectiveness and submitted. I owned him. It was so intoxicating. I groaned as I rose off his dick. His hot cum dribbled down my thighs as I stood over him.

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

"schoolmistress,"he groaned, rising, his chest heaving as he stood. He went to the two men, Thushin cradling his pause arm, Issanik unconscious mind, maybe dead.

I moved to Lucy. I knelt down beside her, setting the dagger on the stone. My cover 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 get to shin again.

Men grunted in nuisance."Got to teach me that trick you used throwing me over your shoulder joint,"Thushin groaned."Useful."

Bakiir grunted.

"It 's okay, my heart,"I told Lucy, caressing her tear stained impertinence."I 'm alert. You do n't have to be afraid."

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

"But he didn't."I nuzzled against her cheek, lapping up her salty tears then rubbing my fur into the silk of her skin."Risks have to be taken to prehend great rewards. You can not be afraid. You have to take over your opportunity and act."

Lucy 's forehead furrowed. Her eyes widened. She shivered and then she nodded, inclusion dawning."I ... understand ... my heart."

"goodness,"I purred, nuzzling her again."Mmm, did he smart you when he kicked you ?"

"Not badly."She rubbed her belly, her little breasts jiggling.

I purred out my delight and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my thighs. I grabbed my pith 's Brown University hair, pulling her aspect to my pussy."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to savor him flux with me."

Lucy did n't fight. She loved me too much to ever stand me. Her human face nuzzled into my pussy. Her brownness eyes stared up at me. I shivered at the passion in them as her tongue licked through my cum-filled sheepfold, gathering Bakiir 's jizz out of me.

It was so sex to share this with her, the passion of a man finally worthy to breed me. My heart raced as I undulated my hips, grinding my kitty on her hot lips. Her clapper licked again, exploring into my plica, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

"How does he try ?"I asked, my voice so throaty.

Her nose nuzzled my clit as she moaned,"Wonderful. So salty but fuse with your spice. Mmm, and you know I love your spice, my heart."

It was grand to hear the throaty warmth return, to feel the tension melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do bonk how practically you love it."

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

This was loving. Caring. This was the depths of emotion my Lucy gave me. She did n't just revere my snatch, she loved it. Loved me. It sent such a strong tingle racing through my body, rising from my pussy, making my toes curl, my nipples ache, and my heart beat.

"Oh, gods, yes, love me, Lucy,"I purred, her tongue probing deep into my pussy."Always love me."

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

She could n't reach anywhere near as recondite, but she still could stir up my kitty. She could still make me shiver and moan, my chassis clenching on her tongue as the pressure sensation swelled and swelled. Her gentle organ lapped through my depths, her lips nuzzling into my labia.

My clitoris ached as she swirled her glossa around it, caressing it. Her lips latched on, sucking hard. My entire eubstance convulsed, my embrown nipple heaving. I howled, licking my chop as I savored her glossa stirring the pleasure through my body.

"Oh, my middle, you subdued him,"she moaned between flicks of my clit."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

"You took that cock !"A thrill ran through him."Oh, that must birth 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 tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and nibbled and give suck. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her mouthpiece as she feasted with such cacoethes, making me shiver and groan.

She nibbled on my clitoris. She fucked her tongue into my pussy 's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me hazardous. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, brownness fuzz. I ground on my Secaran slave 's mouth, on my dear 's licking tongue.

And came.

transport flooded through my body. I drank it in. I loved every moment of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her finger as my juices flooded her loving mouthpiece. She drank them down as the heat from my climax made me feel so light.

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

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

"Thank you !"

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The future day, I sat beneath the silk marquee in the preparation court of the Ziggurat. The great, reddened level of the palace rising like monumental steps behind me. Before me were the training sands, pristine Stanford White to designate off any blood spilled. It was hot, but two of my doghouse whores stood on either side of me, their naked soundbox oiled as they wafted slap-up rooter of peacock feathers, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my thigh as I lapped at my cool wine, holding the wide of the mark saucer in my go out deal. I wore my sari, my right breast on exhibit, showing off my gold mamilla halo and status as a rakshasa princess.

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

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

Which only made me bed wetter for Bakiir.

It was such a dainty to watch his inunct, defenseless dead body beneath the harsh noon sun as he led my early slaves through their blade forms. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the jewel among them. That ebony skin ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy lick my kitty-cat when my ear twitched. The sound of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling sweat and leather and atomic number 26. Along with the scent of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My full cousin strode past me in leather pants, wearing her blade. The degenerate strutted with a martial swagger. Her mother should make drowned her as an babe instead of nursing her. So lineal. So forceful. She did n't understand how to use proxy. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-trained your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her keister on the other position of the small table, her slave spreading around her. She did n't get any lover but sat like the day 's heat did n't bother her."Only took a week."

I did n't rise to the barb."You can not hie a master when forging a sword, neither can you induce a mistress when breaking a slave."

"time out,"she said, licking her chop."Is that why you had priest summoned to your kennel and working man to your keep ? Because something broke ?"

I turned my nous, a grinning growing on my gag. Not enough to bare my fangs. Oh, no, I would n't leave her that atonement."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You poor thing. Your cunt must just be dying for a real number 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 adult female. And with their cocks."

Her hand pulled back from her sword."My men know how to wield their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slave, an impressive Thlinian with red cutis wearing a breastplate and greave. She stroked his hawkshaw beneath it, the man 's cheek vellication, his armor creaking."Do n't you ?"

"Yes, schoolma'am,"the hard worker groaned, his cock tenting his loincloth.

"Are you going to fuck him right here to prove a point ?"I asked my first cousin, arching an eyebrow.

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that fiddling prostitute bat your pussy before me all the meter,"Kushini said.

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

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

"Trust me, affectionately cousin, you would mislay that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How much to hire him for the Night ?"

I gave her a piercing aspect."economic rent ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

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

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

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

"Unlike my female parent,"agreed Kushini.

"Why do n't you spar with Bakiir,"I told her."exercise your sword. See his skill. Then we can ... negociate the satisfaction of your picayune pussy."

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

I took another lap of my cool vino as she stood, my mind considering the possibleness of an alliance.

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"How was Kushini ?"I asked Bakiir that evening when we entered my quarters, my retinue following. The fan girls moved with compliance to the kennel, knowing their place. My male slaves stood in the elbow room, waiting for commands.

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her school principal off when Bakiir fucked my cousin. I could hear her through the rampart as I lapped my wine on the preparation grounds.

"good. And the entire palace heard her."Which was wonderful. That would be useful."Issanik stay, the rest, to the kennel. You did good today. nooky your cocotte hard."

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

They were all so felicitous, like piffling boy eager to delight their mother. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughters. It would probably be so much wanton if we had sons as well. Daughters were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her fingers playing with her atomic number 79 button ring. She nodded her head, her heart locked on the cock, still wet with my full cousin 's juices. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so useful. Ideas bubbled in my mind.

"Fuck her !"

"Yes, Mistress,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, pale variety 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 twat, her slit still virgin tight."I need that big, black dick in me, Bakiir. It was torture for me, too, always sucking but never getting to see it in my pussy."

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

"slug my ass and digit my cunt while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, mistress,"he groaned.

I turned away from him, staring at the bed as Bakiir grabbed Lucy 's thighs. He shoved her legs farther apart, almost making her do the splits. But she was a supple girl. She just moaned with a lust I knew all too well. That turncock was amazing. Her wan hands grasped his thick, ebony girth, bringing it to her pussy.

With a oink, Bakiir rammed his dick into her body. Her off-white form shuddered, her pussy sassing stretching so obscenely wide to make that girth. Her groan of pleasure made my core beat so fast. It was so fantastic to consecrate my love this pleasure.

"Oh, yes,"she snarled, her thighs locked about his dark waist."Oh, fuck me, Bakiir. I 've never had such a Brobdingnagian pecker in me !"

"Seljan 's beard !"grunted the Halanian brute, his sinewy ass clenching as he drove his rooster over and over into my lover 's kitty."Such a tight bitch. Gods, you are hot and molten."

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

My pussy dripped succus down my thighs 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 asshole, his tongue swirling around while his firm hands slid around my waist, reaching for my pussy.

Rough finger's breadth found my snatch. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my bend, making me shudder in virtuous delight. Then two thick fingers penetrated my cunt. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

pleasure rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, bang my slit !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty flesh, ramming his cock so bass into her pussy over and over."Just plow me."

"Enjoy him, my bosom,"I purred, my hip swiveling, loving Issanik 's tongue imbrication at my shit, his electric organ swirling around my puckered opening.

He was such a submissive man.

"I am, my heart,"Lucy moaned."Oh, idol, I am. This cock ! It 's a Godhead putz ! Pater must be his male parent ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the joy shooting through me as I watched my lovely Lucy writhe beneath the dark slave. Their contrasting bodies heaved together as the pair writhed. Flesh slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

Making her quiver and shudder.

It was so hot to see. I licked my chop again, trembling and groaning. My pussy drank in the plunge of Issanik 's fingers, my asshole delighting in his tongue. My oculus were so hot as they watched my striver and lover fuck.

"Take it, you little whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my pecker. demand 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 SOB. He jammed it into my bowels and swirled it around. My pussy clenched down so hard on his finger's breadth, the ardour burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his tongue, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's operose orb thwacked over and over into my slave, so full of his cum. I licked my chopper again, staring at them. A hot quiver ran through my consistency. 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 lost to her pleasure.

succus gushed out of her cunt, squirting along his peter. She bucked so violently beneath his mass. She was so tiny, so frail, so innocent beneath the ebony slave. And yet she took his mightily thrusts. She took his hammer 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 joy. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my pussy just this cockcrow, that hot delectation surging into me, spilling his seeded player through my womb.

Maybe quickening a daughter in me.

I rubbed my belly, my slit clenching so hard on Issanik 's fingerbreadth. Juices dribbled out of me. I trembled, watching Bakiir 's hefty back arch as he flooded my Lucy with all that delicious cum. A hunger growled through me.

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my spirit,"mewled a satiated Lucy."He flooded so a great deal 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 quality cuts of meat for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her legs were still propagate wide, her kitty-cat gaping unfastened, the tight SEAL ruined. Cum dribbled out, boneheaded and salty. Its olfactory property filled the air, mixed with her sweet musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your valor go night, you may jazz my ass while I lap my striver clean."

"Yes, schoolmistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of joy as I pulled away from him. I felt his worship as I moved to the bed, licking my chops. Through lidded eyes, Lucy watched me, her custody playing with her bellybutton, her diminished knocker rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my paw and stifle, crawling towards her. The scent of sweet pussy and salty cum filled my bang-up nose. I leaned down, lapping my rough lingua through her faithful. She squealed in delight, her body convulsing as my lingua lapped up the delicious mix.

"Oh, my heart,"she mewled, her hands sliding up to her small titty, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

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

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's kitty as a tough cock rammed hard into my bowels. ballock smacked into my taint while his crotch slapped my ass. I shuddered, my prick burning around his cock. heating plant surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's find out."

Lucy gasped, her body bucking as my farsighted, blockheaded tiger-tongue reached so trench into her pussy. When I turned into a full human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my spit could reach only half as deep into her scented astuteness. It was so terrific to feel so practically of her pussy bulwark about my natural language, to feel her squirm and gasp and moan, shuddering in delight as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her depths. I savored it, gathering out the delicious jizz seasoned with her sweetened cream while Issanik plowed my asshole laborious, grunting with every wonderful 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 orgasm swelled so hot and fast through me, my hip joint wiggling, bucking back into his powerful push as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My heart,"she squealed, her pussy contracting as my unsmooth tongue bathed her depth."Yes, yes, yes ! The queen 's saggy tits and sere cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my intestine clenching on Issanik 's surd cock plunging so abstruse and hard.

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

Juices dripped down my second joint, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. The ardour raging in my bowel, sparked by my slave 's slap-up cock, rushed towards my cunt. An inferno roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my dead body with rapture.

My pussy spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My orgasm surged transport through me.

My gut writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

He grunted, fucking me harder, driving his dick so trench and concentrated into my asshole. more and more flames burst from my ass, raging through my consistence. I shuddered, my tongue lapping so fast and deep into Lucy 's pussy.

She squirmed and groaned. Her moan sang out through the way. She thrashed on the bed, squirming, groaning, imbibing in the rapture. Her groan echoed through the room. Then she convulsed, her snatch going wild about my tongue.

"My ticker !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the odoriferous flood of her pussy cream as my coming rippled over and over through my body. My asshole spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting stopcock. My slave grunting, groaning as he pumped his cock over and over into my depths.

"Cum in her shit !"howled Lucy."Do it ! flood tide her ass !"

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

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

"Oh, my heart, you are such a treasure,"I groaned, pulling her body down the bed, my muzzle, soaked by her succus, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

"So are you,"she breathed as I opened my jaw and bit her neck. Not firmly. I did n't dawn her skin, but I could feel her pulsation. She did n't grow scared. She knew I could obliterate her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not roll in the hay her binding ?

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

The perfect cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my pussy so hard. His strong rim digging into my sheep pen, his tongue thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his back. He grunted, sweet welt puckering across his broad back. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his ebony face between my Brown thighs. He was so strong. He could break me in one-half with simpleness.

But he was my slave.

His brim found my button. I groaned, drawing back the flail.

Lucy burst into the room."My heart !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My words trailed off. She would not be in such a panic if her devotee had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to score the striver of others in the royal family to determine mystery and spread my own disinformation.

Konayveh was Queen Adroyna 's preferred boy toy, the captain of her bodyguard."What happened ?"

"queen Adroyna is absolutely,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her slaves. Konayveh said her core gave out."

I smiled at the news of my grandmother 's demise. Everything would change. And that meant opportunity."We need to wee-wee plans."

I stared down at Bakiir, his lips stained with pussy juices. Heat surged through me. The very fun was about to begin.

To be continued ...