The Rakshasa 's gist
Chapter Two : Knife romp
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chemical chain hurtled at me, a gray-black blur. My rakshasa 's instincts snarled through me. My torso sprang to the rightfield. I hit the rough Harlan Fiske Stone bricks of my donjon 's floor, rolled hard. alloy struck rock with a mighty clang behind me.

He could undermine my skull in with his strength.

"My heart !"Lucy screamed in panic as I came up in a bow, the fur bristling across my face and nous, my vibrissa twitching as I faced the enraged Bakiir.

Such military posture. He pulled free the bolts from the masonry. 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 enraged gladiator. That mighty pillar of pitch black flesh before me.

If I could tone down him ...

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

The range cracked to the right. It slammed into Issanik 's English. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. woodwind groaned as he seized it to keep back his balance. But the shelf toppled. A pelting of whip and nemesis fell with Issanik as he hit the ground moments before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood frozen before Bakiir, her body trembling. Her eyes were wide with veneration as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and full phase of the moon of desperate hope. She needed me to save her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not gruelling, but enough to fuddle her back and send out her tumbling into the collapsed shelf. She coughed, clutching her stomach, pain in the ass crossing her face.

I snarled in anger.

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

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

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

My hands deform as Thushin grunted, thrown to the ground by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the chain to scramble him. He cracked it down, bringing a grunt from Thushin. Bone snapped, my striver 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the mountain chain again.

He better 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 keep and into my doghouse, striding past the cages where others of my slaves peered out, the men grasping the bars.

"Set us detached, schoolma'am,"they growled, eager to fight for me."We 'll protect you."

Their kennel whores, the female slave I bought to please them, cowered in the cover, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my inventory and wrenched it undefendable, revealing the racks of steel and axes and maces and obelisk, peck of armor of all chassis, the gear to outfit my slaves. I grabbed a long-bladed obelisk. It was triangular, starting as wide as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like spot. Valyan blade, finest quality, 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 pandemonium when I returned. Lucy screamed in the corner, cowering as Bakiir whipped his chain around, slamming it into Issanik and Thushin. My brawny slaves still fought, Thushin cradling his broken arm. They struggled to close down in and seize him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's back, his expert arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing backbreaking. I gripped the sticker, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the straw man, the muscles rippling in his flanks.

The range cracked him across the face. He snapped back and hit the ground insensate, roue spurting from his nozzle. I breathed it in, the crimson scent electrifying my body. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my glossa, shuddered.

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

I moved.

Before he could go up, I crossed the distance, springing with the speed of a rakshasa. We were predators, unlike humans. We did n't accept to be trained to be orca, we simply were. A single spring carried me behind him. I landed, the dagger moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the crisp bound pressing in his pharynx. Blood flowed. His smelled delicious.

"Do you feel death, warrior ?"I asked, my left bridge player running across his bald straits, loving how smooth it was, how sheeny in the common mullein light."Can you feel it quivering against your pharynx ?"

His face hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a M sentence, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to slip away your life. You 've fought so hard, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I could palpate his pulse throbbing up the blade and into my mitt, the frantic beat of his sprightliness."So you have a selection. Let her kill you, or surrender to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the dagger placed against his pharynx. I let it slide, cutting into flesh above his trachea. The KO'd stratum of his tegument parted, blood flowing. I let him palpate the promise of last as I moved before him. He was ready to die. He was prepared for it.

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

He tensed.

My deal snap out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the conflict, but now he felt that feminine pinch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasure rumbling up through my throat as I stroked him, feeling his life-time pulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongy tip, his cock 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 parole. Stoic pride faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his body was scourged, even as lineage ran down his body from the buss of my whiplash. And yet his turncock was sending him that pleasure, that delight, that aching need to erupt.

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

All week he had fought against it. I had n't allowed him to cum. I had Lucy bring him to the threshold over and over while he felt pain. I kept him attach other times, unable to affect himself while listening to my early striver rut around him with their doghouse whores.

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

"Just fall into ecstasy and let death save you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

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

I brought my cunt to his hard turncock, rubbing my zany up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his hardness, my pussy lips begging to engulf every inch of his girth. He was so big, so midst. All my slave were hung, but him ...

He made them seem small.

I ran my left paw up his rack up dresser, crossing the minuscule wounds, the blood sticky as it dried. I felt his muscles quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his pharynx, sliding my cunt up and down his cock, staring into his eyes.

"dying 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 throat. My hair's-breadth twitched. I hungered to deplumate out his throat while fucking him to death.

But that would be such a waste.

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

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

"tone how wet I am. You can be in me. You can love your fancy woman. I 'll even let your cum release into me. You can be the beginner of my daughter. All you have to do is lie with me. idolise me. Then you 'll experienced rapture. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you women. I 'll hook you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my rose hip, rubbing my clit across his cock 's pate, feeling it pounding and twitching.

"Or you can die. I 'll slice your throat and eat your essence and that will be it. No More pleasure for you. No more chance to oppose. No more proving your might.

"No more life."

I leaned closer and licked his lip with my thickset tongue, the pleasure rippling through me. My juices dripped hot from my cunt, making his dick more and more slippery as I ground on him. He groaned again.

"Choose. Adam or death."

He closed his optic."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

"mistress,"he said, his voice 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 revere me."

"I 'm your ... slave."A shudder went through him. Something changed in his eyes. They widened for a moment, showing all of his whites."I am your slave, kept woman. I submit to you. deliver to your pleasure."

I licked his mouth again, my natural language pushing past his back talk into his mouth, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my chest to his whipped pectus, his viscid origin coating them as I slid my pelvic girdle higher, the tip of his tool nudging at my pussy lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking candy kiss. My eyes widened, my tiger-ears twitch. His cock was so huge. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to drive him, to immerse his girth. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my breasts into his torso. My nipples throbbed against his whipped flesh.

I took to a greater extent and more of his girth. I kept the dagger pressed to his throat as my purrs grew forte, rumbling through my trunk. It was amazing. My pussy outburst with pleasure as I sank all the way down his cock, impaled on my slave 's dick.

My dick.

I broke our kiss, staring into his eyes."Do you feel the reward for your service ?"I asked, my purulent clenching on his cock."Do you understand what submission gives you ?"

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

His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown breasts streaked with his blood. His chest was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet feel on my knocker. My puss shifted on his prick as I slid into position, arm outstretched, knife at his bloody throat.

And rode my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't jazz him unvoiced or fast. I savored his fall. Finally, he was mine. And I would enjoy every heartbeat of his girth buried in my pussycat that I could. I slid up him, squeezing severe with my pussy, drinking in the detrition. I groaned, fighting the suntan in my thighs, the aching in my muscle demanding I just impale myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulsing thudding against the bound of the knife. His script squeezed my ass then roamed my body. I savored his strong, cauterise touching. His workforce found my breasts, squeezing them as my hip joint moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging breast,"I groaned in pure pleasure."Oh, divinity, this pecker, my nerve. This dick is amazing."

"Yes, my affection,"Lucy said, still in the corner, her eyes full, stunned by the brutality that happened. She hugged herself, tears running down her eye."Amazing cock."

poor people thing. She was n't a piranha, but fair game. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the time to solace my Lucy. Now was the meter to delight my victory. I shuddered, working my pussy up and down his cock faster and faster. I loved this dick in me. The girth was so thick, stretching my snatch open so extensive. My cunt clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to abound out of me. To drown me in rapture.

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

I yowled and purred as I drank in the ecstasy. I slid up and down his stopcock, impaling my cunt over and over on his pecker. He stabbed so deep into me. So wonderfully cryptic. My puss 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 work force tightened on my impudence."Nor a cleaning lady,"he growled,"as strong."

I licked my chop shot, my slit clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussy up and down his girth, my button striking his pubic bone. furious unconstraint filled me now, my climax building so fast, begging to explode through me.

So I did n't throttle myself. My head arched back, my beard twitching as I rode him so fast and hard, my hips twisting and swiveling, enjoying every ounce of delight this pecker had to offer. I pulled the knife from his throat, surrendering to the possibility he would bolt down me.

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

"My fancy woman,"he groaned, squeezing my nipple so hard as his hip joint bucked up. He bounced me on his shaft."Seljan 's whiskers, you 're so tight."

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

"Yes !"he growled.

"It 's a privilege I 've granted to no other man. None have cum in my slit. But you ... You have earned it. choose your reward."

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

Fires flared to life-time. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the rhapsodic smoke rising to my mind, smothering me in exaltation. My pussy went savage about his dick, spasming severely as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our flesh smacking together again, more sparks exploding from my clit. His hands squeezed my tits so hard. Pain break open from them, spicing the exaltation surging through my body.

"My Mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the showtime time. I had felt it in my ass and mouth, but never my twat. None of my slave had earned the rightfield to spawn me. But Bakiir ... My girl would be so powerful. She would be shifty, cunning. It would take all my strength and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a female monarch she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the immortal, multiply your schoolmistress !"

My slit writhed, milking his spurting cock. I drank in the hot seed, my sexual climax growing so hot. Ecstasy whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my snarls echoing through the dungeon. I drank in the rapture.

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the terminal blast of his cum shot into me.

"My slave,"I groaned, bringing the obelisk to my rima oris. I licked at the cold metal, tasting the crimson of his blood. A final exam shudder ran through my body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

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

"service them to their kennels,"I told Bakiir."Then step into yours. The cellphone doorway are enchanted. They will lock in. Prove you are loyal. And you shall be rewarded."

"Mistress,"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 dagger on the stone. My back was to Bakiir. A wild thrill shot through me. What if it was an act ? He could try to kill me right now. We would birth to fight again.

Men grunted in pain."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 rent stained face."I 'm animated. You do n't feature 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 impertinence, lapping up her salty tears then rubbing my fur into the silk of her skin."Risks have to be taken to seize great rewards. You can not be afraid. You have to seize your opportunity and act."

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

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

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

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

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

It was so excite to part this with her, the warmth of a man finally suitable to breed me. My heart raced as I undulated my pelvic arch, grinding my pussy on her hot lips. Her tongue licked again, exploring into my sheepfold, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

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

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

It was marvelous to get wind the throaty mania coming back, to experience the tautness melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do know how a lot you love it."

Her tongue licked again, flicking out and sliding through my pussy. She brushed my button, making me tremble. A new joy built in me, something gentler than the raging mania 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 pussy, she loved it. Loved me. It sent such a warm tingle racing through my physical structure, rising from my pussy, making my toes curl, my tit ache, and my heart and soul beat.

"Oh, divinity, yes, love me, Lucy,"I purred, her tongue probing deep into my kitty-cat."Always love me."

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

She could n't reach anywhere near as late, but she still could stir up my pussy. She could still make me shiver and groan, my shape clenching on her lingua as the pressure swelled and swelled. Her entitle reed organ lapped through my depths, her backtalk nuzzling into my labia.

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

"Oh, my bosom, you subdued him,"she moaned between picture of my clit."You dominated him."

"I did,"I groaned.

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

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

She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and piece and take up. Her hands 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 tongue into my slit 's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me waste. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, brown hair. I ground on my Secaran striver 's lips, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

Rapture flooded through my body. I drank it in. I loved every bit of it. It swayed through me. I groaned and gasped, my ass clenching beneath her fingers as my juices flooded her loving rima oris. She drank them down as the hotness from my coming made me palpate so light.

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

Her finger dug into my ass, her lip 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, crimson grade of the castle rising like monolithic whole tone behind me. Before me were the grooming sands, pristine T. H. White to present off any blood spilled. It was hot, but two of my doghouse whores stood on either side of me, their naked torso oiled as they wafted gravid sports fan of peacock plumage, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her cheek against my thigh as I lapped at my chilled wine, holding the wide-eyed disk in my left mitt. I wore my sari, my right boob on display, showing off my atomic number 79 nipple ring and status as a rakshasa princess.

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

Bakiir was training my slaves, Issanik and Thushin in the principal. I had sent for priests of Gewin to mend my striver after Lucy cleaned my pussy last night. Issanik was end to death. The priest said he would take in died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me wetting agent for Bakiir.

It was such a kickshaw to look out his oiled, naked consistence beneath the harsh noon sun as he led my early slave through their blade sort. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the gem among them. That ebony skin ...

My clitoris throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy thrash my cunt when my auricle twitched. The sound of armor men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling stew and leather and iron. Along with the scent of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

My cousin strode past me in leather pants, wearing her brand. The degenerate strutted with a martial prance. Her mother should have drowned her as an baby instead of nursing her. So orchestrate. So emphatic. She did n't understand how to use proxy. She liked cunning.

"I see you housebroken your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her can on the former side of the small table, her striver spreading around her. She did n't bring any fans but sat like the day 's heat did n't rag her."Only took a week."

I did n't uprise to the jibe."You can not rush a master when forging a brand, neither can you rush a mistress when breaking a slave."

"suspension,"she said, licking her chops."Is that why you had priests summoned to your kennel and workmen to your dungeon ? Because something broke ?"

I turned my head, a smile growing on my gag. Not enough to air my fang. Oh, no, I would n't give her that expiation."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You pitiable affair. Your twat must just be dying for a really cum."

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her hand pulled back from her sword."My men hump how to maintain their cocks."She reached beneath the loincloth of one of her slaves, an impressive Thlinian with red tegument wearing a breastplate and greaves. She stroked his cock beneath it, the man 's cheek twitching, his armour creaking."Do n't you ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"reliance me, lamb cousin-german, you would fall behind that contest."

"Yes,"she said, such envy."How much to rent him for the dark ?"

I gave her a sharply looking."snag ? Why cousin, what are you saying ?"

Kushini just licked her chop shot."That we are the only two princesses in the palace with any tangible taste. None of the other whores saw the economic value in Bakiir. But we did."

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

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

"Unlike my female parent,"agreed Kushini.

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

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

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

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"How was Kushini ?"I asked Bakiir that evening when we entered my quarters, my cortege following. The fan young woman moved with meekness to the kennel, knowing their spot. My manful hard worker stood in the elbow room, waiting for commands.

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her headway off when Bakiir fucked my cousin. I could find out her through the walls as I lapped my wine on the training grounds.

"good. And the entire castle heard her."Which was marvellous. That would be useful."Issanik stop, the rest, to the doghouse. You did right today. Fuck your cocotte hard."

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

They were all so happy, like minuscule boys eager to please their mother. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughter. It would probably be so much easier if we had Logos as well. Daughters were ... capricious.

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

Lucy shuddered, her fingers playing with her gold clit annulus. She nodded her pass, her center locked on the pecker, still wet with my cousin 's juices. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so useful. estimation bubbled in my mind.

"screwing her !"

"Yes, schoolma'am,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, pale descriptor 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 virginal tight."I need that big, black dick in me, Bakiir. It was torture for me, too, always sucking but never getting to experience it in my pussy."

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

"Lick my ass and finger's breadth 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 lust I knew all too well. That shaft was amazing. Her sick hands grasped his midst, ebony cinch, bringing it to her pussy.

With a grunt, Bakiir rammed his cock into her organic structure. Her ivory form shuddered, her pussycat sassing stretching so obscenely wide to take that girth. Her moan of pleasure made my pith beat so fast. It was so wonderful to feed my love life this pleasure.

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

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

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

My kitty-cat dripped succus down my thighs as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his whiskered impertinence rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my arsehole, his tongue swirling around while his impregnable hands slid around my shank, reaching for my pussy.

Rough digit found my twat. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my folds, making me shudder in stark delight. Then two midst fingers penetrated my cunt. He drove them deep, fucking them punishing as he rimmed my asshole.

Pleasure rippled through me.

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

"Enjoy him, my heart,"I purred, my hips swiveling, loving Issanik 's lingua lapping at my asshole, his organ swirling around my tuck opening.

He was such a submissive man.

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

I shuddered the pleasure shooting through me as I watched my pin-up Lucy writhe beneath the nighttime slave. Their contrasting bodies heaved together as the dyad writhed. figure slapped flesh as he rammed into her, fucking her.

devising her quiver and shudder.

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

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Lucy howled over and over, bucking beneath him."Flood me. let loose it all in me."

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

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's heavy balls thwacked over and over into my slave, so full moon of his cum. I licked my chops again, staring at them. A hot chill ran through my consistence. 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.

Juices gushed out of her pussy, squirting along his stopcock. She bucked so violently beneath his mass. She was so tiny, so weak, so innocent beneath the ebony hard worker. And yet she took his brawny thrusts. She took his cock 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 delight. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my twat just this good morning, that hot pleasure surging into me, spilling his seed through my womb.

Maybe quickening a daughter in me.

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

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my warmness,"mewled a satiated Lucy."He flooded so practically 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 form sure as shooting you get the quality track of meat for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her peg were still disperse wide-eyed, her twat gaping open, the fast stamp ruined. Cum dribbled out, thick and salty. Its scent filled the air, mixed with her angelical musk.

"Issanik,"I groaned,"for your heroism live nighttime, you may bonk my ass while I lap my slave clean."

"Yes, schoolmistress,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of pleasure 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 bellybutton, her minor titty rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my custody and articulatio genus, crawling towards her. The scent of sweet pussy and salty cum filled my dandy nose. I leaned down, lapping my rough natural language through her folds. She squealed in delectation, her body convulsing as my lingua lapped up the scrumptious mix.

"Oh, my centre,"she mewled, her deal sliding up to her small bosom, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The eager slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my mother fucker polished with his spit, set up for his tool. He placed that thick girth against my whoreson. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he sense like in my asshole—but he would still build me fink as I lapped up all the yummy cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a hard cock rammed hard into my gut. Balls smacked into my taint while his private parts slapped my ass. I shuddered, my bunghole burning around his cock. passion 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 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 repellant giggle."There 's even more deep inside me, my heart."

"Let 's find out."

Lucy gasped, her soundbox bucking as my foresightful, thick tiger-tongue reached so deep into her kitty. When I turned into a full human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my natural language could reach only half as deep into her dulcet deepness. It was so wonderful to palpate so a good deal of her pussy bulwark about my clapper, to feel her wiggle and gasp and groan, shuddering in delight as I lapped at her.

And there was so practically of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her depths. I savored it, gathering out the toothsome jizz seasoned with her cherubic cream while Issanik plowed my bunghole hard, grunting with every wonderful thrust.

estrus burned in my bowels as my slave fucked me. It met the excitation he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My orgasm swelled so hot and profligate through me, my rosehip wiggling, bucking back into his herculean thrusts as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My marrow,"she squealed, her purulent contracting as my rasping clapper bathed her astuteness."Yes, yes, yes ! The queen 's saggy bosom and dried-up cunt, I love you !"

I licked harder, my bowels clenching on Issanik 's hard dick plunging so cryptic and hard.

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

Juices dripped down my thighs, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. The ardour raging in my bowels, sparked by my striver 's great rooster, rushed towards my cunt. An inferno roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my body with rapture.

My pussy spasmed.

I yowled and snarled into Lucy 's pussy.

My orgasm surged exaltation through me.

My bowels writhed around Issanik 's thrusting cock.

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

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

"My heart !"she squealed as she came.

I lapped up the sweet flowage of her kitty-cat cream as my orgasms rippled over and over through my soundbox. My SOB spasmed about Issanik 's thrusting turncock. My slave grunting, groaning as he pumped his cock over and over into my depths.

"Cum in her asshole !"howled Lucy."Do it ! rising tide 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 gut. Hot and powerful gust splashing against my asshole 's velvety rampart. I groaned, my pussy still spasming, succus 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 come home her skin, but I could feel her pulsation. She did n't grow scared. She knew I could bolt down her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not know her book binding ?

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

The unadulterated cover.

"So naughty,"he groaned, devouring my snatch so hard. His hard sass digging into my folds, his lingua thrusting into my juicy depths.

I cracked the flail across his rachis. He grunted, sweet weal puckering across his panoptic back. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his sable face between my chocolate-brown second joint. He was so firm. He could break in me in half with informality.

But he was my slave.

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

Lucy flare-up into the room."My essence !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My Christian Bible trailed off. She would not be in such a panic if her lover had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to make the hard worker of others in the royal family to pick up closed book and broadcast my own disinformation.

Konayveh was queen Adroyna 's darling boy toy, the master of her bodyguard."What happened ?"

"fag Adroyna is dead,"Lucy breathed."She died having sex with one of her striver. Konayveh said her heart gave out."

I smiled at the news of my grandmother 's expiry. Everything would change. And that stand for opportunity."We need to make plans."

I stared down at Bakiir, his lips stained with kitty-cat juices. heat surged through me. The substantial fun was about to begin.

To be continued ...