The Rakshasa 's substance
Chapter Two : Knife fun
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chain hurtled at me, a gray-black fuzz. My rakshasa 's inherent aptitude snarled through me. My body sprang to the right hand. I hit the rough rock bricks of my donjon 's floor, rolled hard. Metal struck rock with a mighty clang behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My inwardness !"Lucy screamed in terror as I came up in a crouch, the fur bristling across my face and head, my whiskers twitching as I faced the angered Bakiir.

Such strength. He pulled free the deadbolt from the Freemasonry. What a daughter he would breed in me. Despite the danger, or maybe because of it, my slit was so wet as I stared at the infuriated gladiator. That mighty column of ebony flesh before me.

If I could naturalise him ...

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

The string cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's incline. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Wood groaned as he seized it to adjudge his balance. But the ledge toppled. A rainfall of whiplash and flagellum fell with Issanik as he hit the ground instant before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood frozen before Bakiir, her body trembling. Her center were across-the-board with reverence as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and full of desperate Bob 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 hurl her back and transport her tumbling into the collapsed ledge. She coughed, clutching her tum, pain crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

Thushin surged in as Bakiir reached up to his go out hand, still manacled to the ceiling, and pulled out the bolt give up holding the band closed. The simpleness popped open, freeing him. He flicked the chain in the Lapplander motion, striking Thushin 's upraised arms.

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

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

My hands twist as Thushin grunted, thrown to the ground by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the chain to vex him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. bone snapped, my hard worker 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the chain again.

He comfortably not kill him.

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

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

Their kennel fancy woman, the female striver I bought to delight them, cowered in the back, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armory and wrenched it open, revealing the racks of blade and bloc and Chemical Mace and daggers, passel of armor of all shapes, the train to outfit my slaves. I grabbed a long-bladed obelisk. It was three-sided, starting as wide as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like point. Valyan steel, fine timber, or so the merchant who sold it to me boasted.

I wheeled around and strode back to the dungeon, licking my furry chops.

It was chaos when I returned. Lucy screamed in the street corner, cowering as Bakiir whipped his chain around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny slaves still fought, Thushin cradling his confused arm. They struggled to close down in and seize him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's spine, his good arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing difficult. I gripped the dagger, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the front, the muscles rippling in his flanks.

The chain cracked him across the look. He snapped back and hit the dry land insensate, line of descent spurting from his nose. I breathed it in, the crimson odour electrifying my body. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my natural language, shuddered.

With a grunt, Bakiir threw himself forward and heaved against Thushin 's arm. My Naithan slave flew over Bakiir 's berm and crashed down on Issanik, screaming in pain as he landed on his broken arm. Bakiir stumbled, ending up on his hands and knees.

I moved.

Before he could rebel, I crossed the distance, springing with the upper of a rakshasa. We were piranha, unlike humankind. We did n't have to be trained to be Orcinus orca, we simply were. A single jump carried me behind him. I landed, the obelisk 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 death, warrior ?"I asked, my go forth hand running across his bald headway, loving how smooth it was, how shiny in the woolly mullein light."Can you feel it quivering against your throat ?"

His case hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a thousand clip, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to steal away your life. You 've fought so intemperately, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I could feel his pulse throbbing up the blade and into my hired hand, the frantic beat of his sprightliness."So you have a choice. Let her kill you, or resignation to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the obelisk placed against his pharynx. I let it slide, cutting into shape above his trachea. The prohibited layer of his skin parted, rip flowing. I let him feel the promise of end 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. His arm cocked, cook to strike. I could see the calculation. Could he swing his chain fast enough to kill me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My hand barb out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the scrap, but now he felt that feminine spot, and hardened. I purred, the pleasance rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his life sentence heart rate in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongy tip, his dick throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the obelisk just a tiny bit harder, forcing him to move his mind back."Or you can deliver to the joy I can provide."

He did n't say a word. Stoic pride faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his body was scourged, even as roue ran down his body from the osculation of my whip. And yet his putz was sending him that pleasure, that delight, that aching want to erupt.

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

All workweek 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 painfulness. I kept him trammel other times, unable to extend to himself while listening to my early striver rut around him with their kennel whores.

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

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

He retreated from its edge. dying was no longer something he was prepared for. Not with his cock throbbing in my hired hand. He stretched out onto his backbone as I kept pushing with the obelisk, his legs sliding out beneath me. I straddled him, my kitty on fire.

I brought my cunt to his voiceless cock, rubbing my slit up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his ruggedness, my pussy lips begging to engulf every column inch of his cinch. He was so big, so thick. All my striver were hung, but him ...

He made them seem small.

I ran my left hand up his whip chest, crossing the small lesion, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his muscles quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his throat, sliding my kitty-cat up and down his cock, staring into his eyes.

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

But that would be such a waste.

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

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

"feel how wet I am. You can be in me. You can love your schoolmistress. I 'll even let your seed wasteweir into me. You can be the father of my daughter. All you have to do is love me. Worship me. Then you 'll experienced transport. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you women. I 'll plagiarize you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my hips, rubbing my clit across his shaft 's summit, feeling it shudder and twitch.

"Or you can die. I 'll slit your throat and eat your philia and that will be it. No more pleasure for you. No more chance to fight. No more show your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his lips with my thick tongue, the pleasure rippling through me. My juices dripped hot from my cunt, making his putz 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."

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

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

"I 'm your ... slave."A quiver 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 mouth again, my tongue pushing past his rim into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my breasts to his rack up chest, his gluey blood coating them as I slid my hip joint higher, the tip of his stopcock nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking kiss. My eyes widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His cock was so huge. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to take him, to immerse his cinch. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my tit into his trunk. My nipples throbbed against his whisk flesh.

I took More and more of his girth. I kept the obelisk pressed to his pharynx as my purrs grew loud, rumbling through my body. It was amazing. My pussy burst with delight as I sank all the way down his cock, impaled on my striver 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our kiss, staring into his eyes."Do you sense the payoff for your service ?"I asked, my pussy clenching on his shaft."Do you translate what submission gives you ?"

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

His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown bosom streaked with his rip. His chest was coated in it. I loved the midst, wet feel on my tits. My snatch shifted on his pecker as I slid into position, arm outstretched, tongue at his bloody throat.

And sit my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't fuck him severely or quick. I savored his surrender. Finally, he was mine. And I would enjoy every heartbeat of his girth buried in my pussy that I could. I slid up him, squeezing hard with my slit, drinking in the clash. I groaned, fighting the burn in my second joint, the ache in my muscles demanding I just impale myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse rate thudding against the boundary of the knife. His hands squeezed my ass then roamed my body. I savored his strong, calloused tactual sensation. His hired man found my breasts, squeezing them as my rosehip moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging tits,"I groaned in pure delight."Oh, gods, this prick, my heart. This cock is amazing."

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

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

But now was n't the time to comfort my Lucy. Now was the time to enjoy my victory. I shuddered, working my slit up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this dick in me. The girth was so thick, stretching my snatch open so wide of the mark. My bitch clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to burst out of me. To drown me in rapture.

My chest jiggled in his substantial hands. He squeezed them. His flick rubbed across my nipple, sending delight shooting down to my pussy. He played with my nipple halo, twisting my flop nub, making me groan louder and louder.

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

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

His deal tightened on my impudence."Nor a cleaning lady,"he growled,"as strong."

I licked my chops, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussycat up and down his cinch, my clit striking his pubic bone. wilderness abandon filled me now, my coming building so fast, begging to set off through me.

So I did n't keep myself. My headspring arched back, my whiskers twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my hips twisting and swiveling, enjoying every snow leopard of pleasure this cock had to offer. I pulled the knife from his pharynx, surrendering to the possibleness he would kill me.

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

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

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

"Yes !"he growled.

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

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

Fires flared to life history. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rapturous smoke rising to my thinker, smothering me in go. My pussy went natural state about his dick, spasming heavy as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our form smacking together again, more sparks exploding from my clit. His hands squeezed my mamilla so hard. trouble flared from them, spicing the rapture surging through my body.

"My schoolmarm !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my cunt for the first meter. I had felt it in my ass and oral fissure, but never my pussy. None of my slaves had earned the right wing to breed me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so powerful. She would be devious, cunning. It would conduct all my strength and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a world-beater she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the gods, cover your schoolmistress !"

My twat 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 snap echoing through the donjon. I drank in the rapture.

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the last blast of his seeded player shot into me.

"My striver,"I groaned, bringing the sticker to my lip. I licked at the frigidity metal, tasting the deep red of his blood. A final shudder ran through my dead body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

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

"Help them to their kennel,"I told Bakiir."Then pace into yours. The cell doors are enchanted. They will lock up. testify you are patriotic. And you shall be rewarded."

"fancy woman,"he groaned, rising, his pectus heaving as he stood. He went to the two men, Thushin cradling his broken arm, Issanik unconscious, maybe dead.

I moved to Lucy. I knelt down beside her, setting the obelisk on the stone. My back was to Bakiir. A unwarranted thrill shot through me. What if it was an act ? He could try to vote down me right now. We would have to struggle again.

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

Bakiir grunted.

"It 's O.K., my heart,"I told Lucy, caressing her rent stained cheek."I 'm alive. You do n't sustain 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 brass, lapping up her salty rent then rubbing my fur into the silk of her skin."danger have to be taken to seize swell rewards. You can not be afraid. You have to appropriate your chance and act."

Lucy 's forehead furrowed. Her eyes widened. She shivered and then she nodded, comprehension break of day."I ... understand ... my heart."

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling her again."Mmm, did he ache you when he kicked you ?"

"Not badly."She rubbed her belly, her small titty jiggling.

I purred out my pleasure and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my second joint. I grabbed my philia 's brown whisker, pulling her face to my slit."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to taste him mixed with me."

Lucy did n't fight. She loved me too much to ever reject me. Her look nuzzled into my kitty-cat. Her brownish middle stared up at me. I shivered at the passion in them as her tongue licked through my cum-filled folds, gathering Bakiir 's jizz out of me.

It was so energise to portion this with her, the passion of a man finally worthy to multiply me. My meat raced as I undulated my hips, grinding my kitty-cat on her hot lips. Her lingua licked again, exploring into my folds, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

"How does he taste ?"I asked, my spokesperson so throaty.

Her nozzle nuzzled my clitoris as she moaned,"Wonderful. So salty but coalesce with your spice. Mmm, and you know I love your spicery, my heart."

It was terrific to hear the throaty passion riposte, to feel the tenseness melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do sleep with how practically you love it."

Her tongue licked again, flicking out and sliding through my pussy. She brushed my clit, making me tremble. 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 worship my snatch, she loved it. Loved me. It sent such a warm tingle racing through my body, rising from my pussy, making my toes curl, my nipple ache, and my inwardness beat.

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

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

She could n't hit anywhere near as deep, but she still could stir up my kitty. She could still make me shudder and groan, my flesh clenching on her knife as the pressure swelled and swelled. Her gentle reed organ lapped through my depths, her mouth nuzzling into my labia.

My clit ached as she swirled her glossa around it, caressing it. Her lips latched on, sucking hard. My entire body convulsed, my brownish tits heaving. I howled, licking my chops as I savored her tongue stirring the pleasance through my body.

"Oh, my heart, you subdued him,"she moaned between flick of my clit."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

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

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

She licked harder, her knife swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and piece and suck. Her manpower grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her mouth as she feasted with such passion, making me tremble and groan.

She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her glossa into my pussy 's depth. She sucked on my labia. She drove me state of nature. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, embrown hair's-breadth. I ground on my Secaran slave 's sass, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

Rapture flooded through my body. I drank it in. I loved every minute of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her finger's breadth as my succus flooded her loving mouth. She drank them down as the heat from my orgasm made me feel so light.

"Oh, my affection, yes,"I groaned."Oh, immortal, thank you for sending her to me."

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

"Thank you !"

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The next day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training courtyard of the Ziggurat. The great, deep red tier of the palace rising like massive steps behind me. Before me were the education sands, pristine flannel to show off any blood spilled. It was hot, but two of my kennel whores stood on either incline of me, their naked soundbox oiled as they wafted great fans of peacock feathers, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my second joint as I lapped at my chill wine, holding the all-inclusive disc in my left hand hand. I wore my saree, my right breast on display, showing off my gold tit pack and status as a rakshasa princess.

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

Bakiir was training my slave, Issanik and Thushin in the lead. I had sent for priests of Gewin to heal my hard worker after Lucy cleaned my cunt last night. Issanik was unaired to end. The priest said he would sustain died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me wetter for Bakiir.

It was such a delicacy to watch his oiled, naked body beneath the rough noon sun as he led my other hard worker through their sword forms. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the jewel among them. That coal black skin ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy cream my puss when my ears twitched. The audio of armoured men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling sweat and leather and smoothing iron. Along with the scent of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My cousin strode past me in leather pant, wearing her sword. The deviant strutted with a martial swagger. Her mother should have drowned her as an infant instead of nursing her. So direct. So forceful. She did n't understand how to use proxies. She liked cunning.

"I see you house-trained your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her seat on the other position of the minor tabular array, her slaves spreading around her. She did n't add any rooter 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 rush a master when forging a brand, neither can you rush a kept woman when breaking a slave."

"Break,"she said, licking her chops."Is that why you had priest summoned to your kennel and workmen to your keep ? Because something broke ?"

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

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her mitt pulled back from her sword."My men bonk how to wield their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slaves, an impressive Thlinian with red peel wearing a breastplate and jambeau. She stroked his dick beneath it, the man 's cheek twitching, his armor creak."Do n't you ?"

"Yes, fancy woman,"the hard worker groaned, his cock tenting his loincloth.

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

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that little prostitute lick your kitty-cat before me all the time,"Kushini said.

"Because you do n't require to get into this contest, cousin."I licked my chopper."smell at the specimen my Bakiir possesses."

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

"trustfulness me, dear cousin, you would misplace that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How much to lease him for the night ?"

I gave her a abrupt look."Rent ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

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

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

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

"Unlike my mother,"agreed Kushini.

"Why do n't you spar with Bakiir,"I told her."pattern your brand. See his skill. Then we can ... negotiate the satisfaction of your petty pussy."

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

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

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

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

"good. And the entire castle heard her."Which was wonderful. That would be useful."Issanik stoppage, the rest, to the kennel. You did proficient today. Fuck your whores hard."

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

They were all so glad, like little boy eager to delight their female parent. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughter. It would probably be so much leisurely if we had Son as well. Daughters were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her finger playing with her amber clitoris doughnut. She nodded her question, her heart locked on the cock, still wet with my cousin-german 's juices. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so useful. Ideas bubbled in my mind.

"Fuck her !"

"Yes, kept woman,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, pale cast of Lucy."She 's teased me enough."

"Oh, I did,"Lucy groaned, stretching out on my bed, spreading her thigh and showing off that shaved pussy, her slit still Virgo the Virgin tight."I need that big, black shaft in me, Bakiir. It was torture for me, too, always sucking but never getting to receive it in my pussy."

"And me, Mistress ?"Issanik asked. My brawny, brown-skinned slave knelt before me, his mesomorphic consistence still gleaming.

"biff my ass and finger 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 limber up girl. She just moaned with a lecherousness I knew all too well. That stopcock was amazing. Her pale mitt grasped his thick, ebony tree girth, bringing it to her pussy.

With a oink, Bakiir rammed his cock into her body. Her tusk human body shuddered, her pussy sassing stretching so obscenely wide to take that cinch. Her moan of delight made my sum beat so fast. It was so wonderful to give my love this pleasure.

"Oh, yes,"she snarled, her second joint locked about his dark shank."Oh, fuck me, Bakiir. I 've never had such a huge hammer in me !"

"Seljan 's beard !"grunted the Halanian wolf, his muscular ass clenching as he drove his cock over and over into my lover 's pussy."Such a tight cunt. graven image, you are hot and molten."

"And you are hung. Pater 's dick, yes !"

My pussy dripped juice down my thighs as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his whiskery brass rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my asshole, his clapper swirling around while his potent hands slid around my waist, reaching for my pussy.

Rough finger found my snatch. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my plica, making me thrill in sodding pleasure. Then two dense finger penetrated my cunt. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my puss !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty form, ramming his pecker so inscrutable into her pussy over and over."Just treat me."

"Enjoy him, my nerve,"I purred, my hips swiveling, loving Issanik 's natural language lapping at my dickhead, his electronic organ swirling around my puckered opening.

He was such a submissive man.

"I am, my affection,"Lucy moaned."Oh, gods, I am. This cock ! It 's a divine prick ! Pater must be his father ! Yes, yes, yes !"

I shuddered the delight shooting through me as I watched my endearing Lucy writhe beneath the shadow striver. Their contrasting trunk heaved together as the pair writhed. soma slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

Making her quiver and shudder.

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

"Take it, you little whore,"Bakiir growled."Take my cock. occupy it in your tight cunt."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Lucy howled over and over, bucking beneath him."torrent me. Unleash it all in me."

I shuddered then gasped as Issanik 's tongue penetrated my shit. He jammed it into my intestine and swirled it around. My cunt clenched down so voiceless on his fingers, the fervour burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his lingua, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's clayey bollock thwacked over and over into my striver, so to the full of his cum. I licked my chops again, staring at them. A hot shudder ran through my body. My bunghole 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 thought if she even heard what I said, so lost to her pleasure.

Juices gushed out of her snatch, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his mess. She was so tiny, so frail, so innocent beneath the soot black striver. And yet she took his potent jabbing. She took his tool without breaking.

And loved it.

"Cum in her !"I snarled.

"Yes, fancy woman,"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 morning, that hot pleasure surging into me, spilling his seeded player through my womb.

Maybe quickening a daughter in me.

I rubbed my belly, my cunt clenching so hard on Issanik 's fingers. juice dribbled out of me. I trembled, watching Bakiir 's muscular back arch as he flooded my Lucy with all that yummy cum. A hunger growled through me.

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my heart,"mewled a gourmandize Lucy."He flooded so much 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 indisputable you get the select cold shoulder of heart for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her pegleg were still spread wide, her pussy gaping loose, the tight seal ruined. Cum dribbled out, buddy-buddy and salty. Its olfactory property filled the air, mixed with her sweet musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your valour last night, you may fuck my ass while I lap my slave clean."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of delight 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 hands playing with her belly button, her small tit rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my mitt and articulatio genus, crawling towards her. The olfactory property of sweet pussy and salty cum filled my corking nose. I leaned down, lapping my jumpy tongue through her folding. She squealed in delight, her body convulsing as my knife 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 eager slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my asshole polished with his spit, fix for his rooster. He placed that thick cinch against my motherfucker. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he feel like in my asshole—but he would still make me squeal as I lapped up all the yummy cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my hard worker thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a hard cock rammed hard into my bowels. Balls smacked into my taint while his fork slapped my ass. I shuddered, my asshole electrocution around his prick. Heat surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's find out."

Lucy gasped, her body bucking as my tenacious, buddy-buddy tiger-tongue reached so deep into her pussy. When I turned into a full man, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my tongue could reach only half as deep into her unfermented astuteness. It was so fantastic to palpate so a great deal of her pussy wall about my clapper, to feel her squirm and gasp and groan, shuddering in pleasure as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her profundity. I savored it, gathering out the pleasant-tasting jizz seasoned with her unfermented cream while Issanik plowed my whoreson operose, grunting with every howling thrust.

hotness burned in my bowel 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 hips wiggling, bucking back into his mighty thrusting as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My nitty-gritty,"she squealed, her kitty-cat contracting as my rough tongue bathed her depths."Yes, yes, yes ! The queen 's saggy tits and dried-up cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my gut clenching on Issanik 's severely cock plunging so deep and hard.

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

Juices dripped down my thigh, my pussycat growing hotter and hotter. The fire raging in my bowels, sparked by my slave 's cracking cock, rushed towards my twat. An pit roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my torso with rapture.

My cunt spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My coming surged ecstasy through me.

My bowels writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

He grunted, fucking me intemperately, driving his dick so mysterious and operose into my mother fucker. more than and more than fire burst from my ass, raging through my trunk. I shuddered, my lingua lapping so fast and cryptical into Lucy 's pussy.

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

"My kernel !"she squealed as she came.

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

"Cum in her cocksucker !"howled Lucy."Do it ! Flood her ass !"

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

And then I shivered, feeling my hard worker 's jizz pumped into the depths of my bowel. Hot and powerful blasts splashing against my dickhead 's velvety walls. I groaned, my puss 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 juices, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

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

How could I not roll in the hay her back ?

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"Oh, that 's it,"I growled, Bakiir devouring my pussy as he knelt before me in the dungeon."Eat my pussy. You were such a blue hard worker. Fucking Kushini."

Never mind I sent him to her and he brought me back her gold. I still savored punishing him. It was the third time in the finale two week she 'd rented him. Already, rumour buzzed about Kushini 's whorish appetites for Bakiir. The other princesses sniggered behind her back.

The arrant cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my slit so hard. His strong lips digging into my folds, his glossa thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his rear. He grunted, smart welts 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 potent. He could break up me in half with comfort.

But he was my slave.

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

Lucy explosion into the way."My kernel !"

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

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

"pansy Adroyna is suddenly,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her slaves. Konayveh said her heart gave out."

I smiled at the newsworthiness of my nanna 's decease. Everything would change. And that meant opportunity."We need to make plans."

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

To be continued ...