The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New striver
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheers, the bucolic and lowborn homo rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new hero entered the white George Sand. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal stag box, a tangible agitation shooting through my heart as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to eff this mate, pricy cousin,"Kushini purred, her pinko tongue licking her furry chopper. Her leather pants creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like ears flicked. Her knocker, both bare, quivered in anticipation. She ran a bridge player up her rich people, dark skin, cupping a breast. The mamilla ring piercing her aright nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal phratry. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a homo woman from the neck opening down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, savage and wild.

I played with my own nipple ring, my pinna flicking. A wet itchiness swelled in my pussy at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new skill. I could see his brawniness ripple beneath his ebony pelt, his head glow in the coarse sunlight streaming onto the white-hot Baroness Dudevant of the scene of action. spatter and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting field, still saucy from the in conclusion fight.

I breathed, my signified of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa strain. I never let my man face appear in public. The mortification of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would glower my status among the imperial family for years.

"Yes, he is a treat,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her titmouse, her slitted eyes sparkling with lust."Can you smell out him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my mammilla ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my post, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a empurpled sari trimmed in gold that covered my left field breast and fell down to my mid second joint. I was n't a whore in fast pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a ignominy. Such an open expo of power. No subtly. And she was moment in line to the throne ! Two deaths away from being queen.

"I watched him spar yesterday,"Kushini moaned."Oh, devout cousin, you should have seen him fight."

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

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

She exuded lastingness without resorting to something as crass as wearing a blade on her hip.

"Such a delicious belligerent,"Queen Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall embellish the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a muscular homo, a aboriginal Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather shoulder strap studded with smoothing iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in deal. He was a champion, a man who had fought for years and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the danger. Especially fighting new gladiators with promise, ending any threats to his mastery before they could rival him.

"Such a promise,"Queen Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall lavish you in atomic number 79, my dear Henyak."

"He 'll have to close his eyes to lie with her old puss,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our body slaves and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned slave, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me bare, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a lovely odour of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed malodour of the bucolic crowding the viewpoint, eager for their amusement and relief from the drudgery of their pointless lives.

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

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my gem. Secaran hard worker were so rare. That pale peel was so exotic. I made for sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful face. I 'd owned her for three eld, molding her into the pure servant. I saw the love in her John Brown eyes, the grin on her sass, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, brown pilus.

She pushed my thighs apart, her fingers sending tremor up my body. My nub raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot kisses on my soma as she moved up my thigh towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My philia, though none of my sister, first cousin, aunts, or even my grandmother could lie with that I loved her. They would use her against me. In populace, she was just my puss drubbing slave.

I shuddered as her lip found my shaved goofball. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussy. Then her lingua flicked out, making my entire body chill and a purr rise in my throat. My optic were locked on the gladiators, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bold sureness in Bakiir,"Kushini said, rubbing her second joint together."I can see why you are so wet for him, Malakisha."

"Mmm, yes,"I groaned, the sound of my gens drawing my attention from the fighter aircraft."What a slave he would make."

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

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

Lucy 's tongue slid through my pussy bend and flicked my clit. I groaned, my capitulum and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the gold ring piercing my mamilla, twisting the wickedness nub. The tingles raced down to my hot kitty-cat, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

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

"putting to death him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscle rippled as he moved across the white littoral zone, debris kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue smell so marvellous as she probed it into my snatch. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring moan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's shield, wooden matchwood flying. Then Bakiir 's sword swung, striking the trident. Metal rang as the men danced around each other, both their consistence rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the twelve noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every moment of his powerful body moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left hand hand, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth recondite into my bitch. I ground on her as the air rang with weapons meeting, clattering.

The crowd cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

early princesses in the viewpoint watched, some having body slaves devour their kitty or sleep together their snatch, hefty hard worker who would breed dominating daughter. Rakshasas who would claw and fight and make the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would give me.

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

The beautiful girl caressed my thighs as her tongue slid through my folds and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my profundity. delight rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my clit. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

crimson flashed. Blood sheeted down Henyak 's dresser, a glancing bump from Bakiir 's sword.

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

She licked her chops as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. fast, ready knife thrust, driving Bakiir back. My snatch clenched, my stomach tensing. My coming swelled in me as Bakiir took a wounding in his thigh. parentage spurted.

I groaned.

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

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a mystifying breath.

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

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

I smiled, seeing the spirit on Bakiir 's side as he faced death.

And came.

My twat spasmed. succus flooded into Lucy 's athirst sass. My fondness lapped at the cream flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my breast heaving, my left beneath my sari, my right field exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the face, using his offend leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the crowd thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it voiceless. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the blade caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my snatch spasming so hard, exaltation surging through me as the blood spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her potent climax wracked her lithe body.

The rapture boiled my brain as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood spatter across his dark chest, adding colouring to that ebony body. I licked my tongue across my chop shot, Lucy lapping up my juice gushing out of my pussy.

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

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

"Yes,"I yowled."Auction !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to queen mole rat Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian hard worker, chief of the queen 's escort. Her heading nodded as she looked at me."It has been three month since you initiated an auction."

I licked my chop, my orgasm peaking."I know, Grandmother."

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

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

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

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the edge of the box. My ears twitched as she shot a face over her shoulder, licking her chop. Her right hand rested on the hilt of her sword, fingering the pommel, an ivory tiger pass snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ear twitching. My fang hungered for her throat. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would force me to devastate my income for the calendar month on this slave. I strode forward."You have good gustatory sensation, Kushini."

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

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

I ran my clapper over my Fang. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her pharynx right now, too. But I could n't present weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of choler, was niggling. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your contender, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a length, but clearly at your instruction, proof that you were a cunning sea wolf. A admittedly predator.

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

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

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

She shuddered in delight."Such a treat does n't follow along that often."

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

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

"other ?"

Her whiskers twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a vicious snarl, pushing off from the railing and marching away, clutching at her swollen-headed belly. Lucy giggled behind me. I glanced at my cousin and said,"2000 dupondius is a lot to pay for a man you 'll use once. Unless you plan on doing Thomas More than exercise your sword on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her words were matte, a hint of a growl rumbling in her pharynx."You think I 'd waste him with such gratuitous butchery."

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

"scraps from the docks."A delicious shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something exceptional. calculate at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so lofty. He maybe a slave, but he does n't believe it."

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

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a spark in her eye."How badly do you need to see him worshiping you like that minuscule working girl behind you ?"

choler flared in me. But I did n't prove to her insult. I did n't even twitch a whisker."2600 dupondius."

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

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

Her lips curled back, baring fangs. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two hefty slaves following after her. I leaned on the railing, staring down at the slave. Lucy pressed up beside me, her lavender scent filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my mind, added, my essence to the end of the sentence."He will be Worth every gold coin."

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My twat burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to cure his wound. I wanted him unharmed and unmutilated before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite striver, yanked Bakiir 's midst arms into place.

His case was hard, eyes defiant. He did n't dissent Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his typeface. His sentiment worked behind his defiant mask, pondering how to break loose. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as substantial as him. And I had more slave in my kennels, other brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to fool me with complacency.

I loved my donjon. It was the pet part of my quarter in the Zigurrat. shadow and sweltering, the heating system trapped in here. No impractical balconies to enjoy the sight of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat. Not in here. The wall were undiminished stone. blackness branding iron chains hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hooks on the rampart hung my toys, all my flails and party whip and paddles and crops. So many fun cat's-paw to play with.

The manacles snapped keep out about Bakiir 's wrist joint, the locks clicking into seat. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the range, ratcheting them pissed. Bakiir 's munition were yanked upward and away from his consistency, pulling taunt the muscle of his torso. His nerve flickered, feeling the breed in his arms.

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

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

"Good,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his shoulder blade. He was so tall as well as square-shouldered. My whiskers tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spine, tasting the SALT of his sweat.

My kitty-cat was so wet.

I pressed my defenseless crotch into his ass, humping against him, my mamilla rubbing on his back. I never wore clothes in my dungeon. No one did. This was a home of delight and pain in the neck, and those were best live naked. My mitt reached around him, my pussy growing more and more juicy. I felt his rippling abs on my way down to his cock.

And what a cock.

I gripped his girth, my slit clenching in eager anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his articulatio humeri brand and making him moan. His dick twitched in my hand, hardening, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My handwriting squeezed hard on the tip of his gumshoe, crushing his crown. My other manus found his balls, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his chunk. Hard.

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

I loved warriors.

"Mistress,"I said."You address me as Mistress. Understand ?"I relaxed my hand on his balls.

"Yes ... mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his phonation. He 'd contribute me this, make me think he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his cock again, still hard, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a lovemaking bite, letting him feel my Fang but not penetrating the muscle of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this flavor good, slave ?"

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

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

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

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

"No,"he growled.

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

I pulled away from him, my pussy dripping. I glanced around the elbow room. Lucy knelt like I 'd trained her, her center staring up at me, shining with such dewy excitement. Beside her knelt my two male person slaves, their turncock both intemperate before them.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my pump,"Lucy said as she rose, her small teat bouncing. They were such lovely knocker. My eyes flicked down to her pissed puss, her pussy freshly shaved and glistening. The gold ring piercing her clit, marking her a royal slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as much as me.

Thushin stood, his brown skin ripple. He was a native Naithan, his cock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chairperson in the nook and sat on it. His dick was so hard ; the rooster band tied about the base of operations made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erection, until I allowed him.

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

His stopcock brushed my snatch. I shivered, my hips undulating, then I slid my twat down his dick. I groaned, his shaft spreading me open. He filled me with his girth. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took more than and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, limb hugging me. His strong hands roamed my tum, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the bulwark, staring at the various whip and flails, her slim hips wiggling with fervour, her brown haircloth sweeping down her sylphlike back.

"Which shall she choose for you, break one's back ?"I asked, staring at Bakiir.

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

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's cock. He groaned, his hired hand squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny breast, savoring his durability. He was so strong. His mitt moved, one sliding down to tease my clitoris, the early to grope my breast. My capitulum twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a thin riding harvest made out of fuddled Bull leather. She swung it in the air, shuddering at the stinging audio."I think this will do, my heart."

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

Swish. big H !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His ebony dick bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's shaft, stirring his shaft through my pussy. A untamed wave of heat washed through me.

flavour !

A twitch crossed his forehead as his body drank in the stinging pain. Lucy had such a repelling smile on her lips as she walked around him, her script caressing his muscular body. She reached his cock, her pale digit wrapped about his sable girth.

"Mmm, did you like the kiss of my crop, break one's back ?"she asked.

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her left wing hired man and cracking the riding harvest across his thorax with the other. I purred at the stinging smack echoing through the way. I shivered upon my slave 's stopcock, his raspy fingerbreadth rubbing at my clitoris, sending such delight through me.

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

CRACK !

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

"I 'm your penalisation and your reward,"Lucy purred, stroking his peter faster. She leaned in, licking at the shadow welt rising across the muscularity of his chest.

He sucked in a hint, weapon system pulling at his chain as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can reach you pleasure."She rubbed the ribbon of her hand into the tip of his dark dick, her pale ass wiggling."Or I can turn over you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

"worship our schoolma'am, and you get pleasure."Lucy purred."Defy her, and you get pain."

The crop swung hard.

quip !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my spirit work. She was such a wonderful char. So loving, so vicious, so bore to inflict pain for both our pleasance. I could watch her gambol for hours.

"Do you want to idolize her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her articulatio genus before him. She still stroked his huge cock."Do you want to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a granitelike look, full of all his stoic rebelliousness. He would occupy every whipstitch she gave him without flinching. He promised to never fail, to never worship me, to never be my obedient slave like Thushin and Issanik.

I groaned, wiggling more, purring louder. I drank in his defiance. Pleasure rippled through me, partly from Thushin 's finger's breadth rubbing arduous set on my clit, but more from this potent, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's forehead furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was well-situated to fight pain, but when you had a hot, beautiful adult female 's oral cavity locked about your cock, sucking so hard ... That was hard to crusade. He shuddered, arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her header. I could get wind her noisy sucks, my clitoris throbbing, knowing how delicious her mouth was.

CRACK !

She cracked the crop into his chest as she sucked. It swished again over her read/write head to reek into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and pleasure burning through his eubstance at the same time. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his tool mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sugared succus down her thighs.

crevice !

She moaned, sucking hard on his putz, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her brown hair danced about her shoulders. And then there was his whole, ebony bulk, such a demarcation between the two.

crack cocaine !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's paw moved from my knocker and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny strong point, fucking my cunt up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

crack !

While I savored the delight of Lucy working.

fling !

Bakiir 's face tightened. He grunted, groaned, fighting against her sucking mouth. The chains rattled and clinked. The riding crop slapped into him over and over. The wale rose on his form, marks of painful sensation while pleasure boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to irrupt into her hot, sensual mouth."My pussy clenched on Thushin 's peter. He hefted me libertine and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my pussy burn around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

CRACK !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding harvest slammed into him again. His font twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be strong. But he wanted that exit. His culmination ached to set off out of his balls and into her mouth.

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

"Bitch !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned kind are all bitches. Las 's loathly cum gave you only poison."

CRACK !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all female, needing male person to feed our appetite for pain and peter and cum. Needing them to multiply."He made something howling in us."

sally !

"Gewin 's mighty cock !"he snarled, pulling harder at his chains.

"You want to cum ?"I moaned, my pussy clenching so hard on Thushin 's peter as he worked my cunt up and down his girth.

"You know I do, bitch !"His eyes glared at me."Tiger-headed whore ! You want to bang me. You want to find my pecker in your slit !"

cleft !

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

crack cocaine !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his lash chest of drawers.

"You are about to burst in her backtalk,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his hammer. The pleasure burned so hot through me, the friction sending delight rippling through me.

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll oversupply her mouth with my cum—"Pain burned across his face. He stared down in fury at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned woman of the street !"

She 'd bit his cock. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The craw fell from her hands to plunge them between her second joint. She rubbed at her pussy while Bakiir fought against the bother, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her kitty, splashing the pit floors and flooding the dungeon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the nuisance electrocution in Bakiir 's face, the delight reaching through my heart 's body.

"Beg !"I snarled at Bakiir."Beg and you can cum in her mouth. The painful sensation will end !"

"NO !"

His spokesperson thundered through the way. My orgasms exploded inside me.

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

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

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her lowly breasts jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, ivory second joint as I nuzzled closer and closer to her sweet puss. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chops. My kitty was on fire.

"Malakisha, my nitty-gritty !"moaned Lucy when I buried my furry snout into her pussy and feasted.

My midst tongue rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her sweet succus. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her small breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her finger squeezing her nipples while I flicked her clitoris piercing.

She shuddered again. Her moans were so sweet as she writhed on my satin sheets. Cool air wafted in through my open windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. brasier standing around the room burned sandalwood to hold open the foetor of the humanity from profaning my bowers.

My centre 's juices melted on my knife. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my hair rubbing on her thighs. Delight shuddered down to my kitty-cat as my sensitive beard, so long and delicate, caressed her silky flesh. My ears twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The queen mole rat 's dried-up cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, rain shower me in your sweet juices, my heart,"I purred between hot, athirst slug."rain shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with furious hunger, my tongue lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her aching and moan. I made her shudder in virgin delight. She humped so surd against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her small breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her evenhandedly facial expression burning with flushed passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my tongue rasped across her kitty-cat. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silklike astuteness. A rakshasa 's knife was duncical than a humans, like a tiger, rough and teasing. It made her moan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

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

I purred as I spoiled her. I would chip in her anything, deck her in gem, parade her on my arm, but my family would see me as rickety. You did not love slaves. You did not know anything. man loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The first sentence I saw her crying in the slave penitentiary, draped in rag, her soundbox whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her breasts and face, something kindled in my heart. She was destined for the brothels. Or to be sold as a kennel slave to pleasure gladiators and fighters. But her centre met mine. Those soft, John Brown doe-eyes. The moment I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That naturalness drowning in filth. Innocence I could form, flesh, turn into a vicious predator.

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

So I licked her harder. I loved my confection Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those truehearted, small tits. Her moans echoed through the room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her Robert Brown pilus swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My bosom !"Lucy gasped."By the queen 's shriveled titmouse, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her kitty-cat. A geyser of heat. My whiskers twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so toilsome on me, smearing that hot cunt on my athirst lips, drowning me in her passion.

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

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waistline by a leather harness, swung between my thigh. Its pedestal rubbed on my button, giving me a perceptiveness of delectation as I kept eating my beautiful heart. I devoured her cunt. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

"Malakisha !"she howled."I love you ! I love you so much !"

My ears twitched at her words. My pussy clenched. My spirit raced. I licked my chops, gathering up her sweetly musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her brown eyes, that naughty smiling on her lips.

"Oh, let me honor you, my heart,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my cunt. shtup me concentrated ! Pound me ! ingest your pleasance in me !"

I purred louder. My tongue licked at her cunt one net sentence, making her back arched. I flicked her button and then kept licking, dragging my hot, rough tongue across her shave pubic mound. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her peel. The oestrus beneath her. My bout breasts rubbed on her wan tegument. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a rich brown compared to his rich ebony, but it still was a Delicious sight. My nipples ached as they caressed her flesh, my teat ring twisting on my flop nub.

I licked between her titty. I paused, swirling my tongue around her right mound. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough tongue swirled over her pinko nipple. Everything about her was so blanch and soft.

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

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

She gasped.

Then I pounced on her. Our chest pressed together as my spread out jaw seized her pharynx. My teeth pricked at her neck opening, dimpling her tegument. I felt her pulse pound through her throat. It did n't increase. No fear sweetened her scent.

She knew only a little more force per unit area from my morsel and I would rip out her throat. I could belt down her, and no one would wish. She was my hard worker. I could banquet on every bit of her, use her to fertilise every one of my hungers.

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

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

Her second joint locked around my hips as my dildo plunged into her pussy. Now her sum raced faster as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my spinal column while moaning her delight, her pharynx vibrating in the grasp of my jaws.

The base of my dildo pressed on my button. I plunged in hard, fast, thrusting into her depths, stirring her pussy to a hot foam as she groaned and shuddered beneath me. She humped up into my thrusts, driving the toy harder into my clitoris as our dead body slapped together.

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

No care. She felt my tooth and had no fear.

I loved her so much.

I drove my rose hip hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my twat and through my body. My ears twitched as her fingerbreadth traced my spine, sending tingles racing through my soundbox. Driving my hips to sleep together her harder, faster.

Our physical body slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her lovemaking and passion. Her voice was so sweet. Our spicy and sweet musks filled the air with beauty. I breathed in her odor, our cunts, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My button ached.

My pleasance swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! roll in the hay me, my bosom ! Oh, the poove 's wrinkly ass, yes ! Plow me ! handle my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every thrust. The base of the dildo caressed my throb clit. My pussy clenched. Juice dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One bite, and I would try her bloodline. I would junket on her.

I wanted to. My hip joint plunged faster. My tooth tightened. No fright from Lucy.

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

And so did I.

A rumbling maze burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my dead body. Her work force held me. Her second joint gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my muzzle against her backtalk, licking her face. She kissed me, working her sass against my fangs. I shivered, letting my modification go, letting my human face appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My capitulum shrank, my wavy, black hair growing, spilling about my face as my mouth became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barrier. Our body pressed tight, holding each other as our climax peaked. Only with her did I give away my homo face. Her paw moved, touching my unruffled cheeks, eye moist and dewy.

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

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

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

"Yes,"I purred.

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

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to tint his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded prostitute of his pressed up against the dog house stripe, her mamilla shoved into Bakiir 's electric cell as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his Melanerpes erythrocephalus. I bought the young woman for him as a reward. She lived in his cell, ready to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's fount fell."Bakiir has lasted two days. None of the others has."

"He 's so strong. He 'll hold for twenty-four hours longer. And when he does break, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

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

"What ?"

"I have my allotment,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a wicked smile."He has to bang that old, toothless queen 's dried-up cunt. He yearns for hot, stiff quim."

I rolled off of her."Enjoy your lover."

"He 's ... amercement,"Lucy shrugged."But he gossips."

I smiled. Why else did I let Lucy have her lovers ?

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"Your pecker looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his concatenation, arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale fingerbreadth stroking his soot black cock.

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

"A hebdomad without cumming. How your dick must be backed up."I knew he would imprint me. Charles Frederick Worth every dupondius I paid for him.

He spat to the side. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his turncock with her mouth.

My whip hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A bleeding argument appeared on his vertebral column. I shuddered at the odour of coppery roue spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the infliction and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his tool as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

CRACK !

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

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

The whip hissed down at his back, his heftiness so tense, his limb straining so hard.

CRACK !

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

"worship me !"

cranny !

"service me !"

fissure !

"And then you can cum. You can talk your ejaculate in Lucy 's sassing and erupt !"

He howled in pure rage, stemma dripping from his articulatio radiocarpea, the manacle biting into his bod. The links of the chain solid ground together as he strained. A drip of junk fell from the ceiling as I cracked the party whip across his back.

Another bleeding line appeared. blood ran in hot rivulets down his vertebral column, filling the air with that—

A cracking moan resounded through the dungeon.

His right field mountain chain ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the cap. With a roar of furor, he whipped the weighed down length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...