The Rakshasa 's nitty-gritty
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New slave
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The stadium exploded with cheers, the tike and lowborn humanity rising in the stands, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the T. H. White gumption. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a tangible exhilaration shooting through my heart as the gladiator marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this mate, beloved cousin,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chop. Her leather knickers creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like auricle flicked. Her white meat, both bare, quivered in expectancy. She ran a helping hand up her full-bodied, colored tegument, cupping a breast. The nipple tintinnabulation piercing her right nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the regal house. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human char from the neck down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple ring, my ears flicking. A wet itch swelled in my kitty-cat at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new acquisition. I could see his heftiness ripple beneath his pitch black skin, his head lambency in the harsh sunlight streaming onto the white sands of the arena. splashing and pools crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting field, still brisk from the last fight.

I breathed, my sense of scent enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human being face appear in world. The mortification of appearing like one of the varmint who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my condition among the royal stag crime syndicate for years.

"Yes, he is a goody,"Kushini purred. She squeezed her tits, her slitted eyes sparkling with lust."Can you reek him ? The promise ?"

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my nipple ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my post, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purple sari trimmed in atomic number 79 that covered my left knocker and fell down to my mid thighs. I was n't a whore in miserly pants and baring both tits.

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

The sword Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an subject exhibition of power. No subtly. And she was sec in line to the can ! Two end away from being fagot.

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

"You think he can vote down Henyak ?"I asked as queen regnant Adroyna, our grandmother, stepped up to the straw man of the box, still looking majestic despite her age, her orange fur spotted with gray 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 sisters and green-eyed aunty before I was even a glimmer in my mother 's eyes.

She exuded long suit without resorting to something as crass as wearing a sword on her hip.

"Such a delicious champion,"fag Adroyna said."So strong."

"His blood shall beautify the sand,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a powerful human, a native Naithan with brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather straps studded with iron studs and a steel helmet, his trident gripped in mitt. 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 hope, ending any threats to his domination before they could rival him.

"Such a promise,"Queen Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall shower you in gold, my honey Henyak."

"He 'll accept to fill up his eyes to eff her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our consistency slave and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me naked, her shin glistening with expensive oil colour, filling the air with a lovely scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed stink of the peasants crowding the stands, tidal bore for their entertainment 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 flash of white. A grinning. A mocking grin as he flicked his sword and held onto his rung, wooden shield. His sword arm was clad in banded buy from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his firm body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, Mistress,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran striver were so rarified. That pale cutis was so exotic. I made trusted she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her youthful expression. I 'd owned her for three twelvemonth, molding her into the perfect handmaiden. I saw the making love in her dark-brown eyes, the smiling on her lips, her face delicate, farmed by her cushy, brown hair.

She pushed my thighs apart, her fingerbreadth sending thrill up my body. My heart raced. I petted her haircloth, loving her hot kiss on my material body as she moved up my thigh towards my burning kitty. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My heart, though none of my babe, first cousin, aunt, or even my grandma could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my pussy defeat hard worker.

I shuddered as her back talk found my knock off pussy. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my cunt. Then her tongue flicked out, making my entire body quiver and a purr rise in my throat. My middle were locked on the gladiator, Bakiir and Henyak taking their positions.

"Such bold confidence 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 epithet drawing my attention from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

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

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

Lucy 's tongue slid through my pussy folds and flicked my clitoris. I groaned, my ear and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the amber ring piercing my mamilla, twisting the dark nub. The tingles raced down to my hot pussy, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's awesome tongue.

"Start it,"Kushini purred, her dead body so strain now, her tit thrusting so hard from her small garb. She was so unretentive and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her center."Fight !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each other. Bakiir 's muscles rippled as he moved across the white Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussycat clenched, Lucy 's spit belief so wonderful as she probed it into my bit. I moaned as she savored the spicy taste of my musk.

Kushini tensed then let out a purring groan as Henyak 's trident crashed into Bakiir 's buckler, wooden splinters flying. Then Bakiir 's sword swung, striking the trident. metallic element rang as the men danced around each other, both their consistency rippling, oiled by elbow grease and glistening in the noon sun.

I watched Bakiir intently as he moved. I loved every bit of his potent torso moving. I seized Lucy 's hair with my left paw, pulling my beloved slave 's mouth deep into my cunt. I ground on her as the air rang with artillery meeting, clattering.

The gang cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

Other princesses in the stands watched, some having organic structure slaves devour their pussycat or lie with their cunt, muscular slaves who would cover dominating girl. Rakshasas who would claw and competitiveness and take a leak the Queen of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a daughter Bakiir would return me.

"Oh, yes,"I groaned as the men came together. I gripped Lucy 's fuzz so loaded, humping against her grand tongue.

The beautiful missy caressed my thigh as her spit slid through my folds and brushed my clit. My nub throbbed, my pleasure swelling in my depths. delectation rippled through me. I purred louder and louder. She sucked on my labia. She nibbled on my button. She pleased me while I watched the men fight.

ruby flashed. Blood sheeted down Henyak 's chest, a glancing blow 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 surd with his trident. Fast, quick thrusts, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a wound in his thigh. pedigree spurted.

I groaned.

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

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a late breath.

"killing him,"moaned Kushini, on the verge of orgasming from the violence alone.

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

I smiled, seeing the look on Bakiir 's cheek as he faced death.

And came.

My pussy spasmed. Juices flooded into Lucy 's athirst mouth. My heart lapped at the ointment flooding out of my slit. I shuddered, my nipple heaving, my left beneath my sari, my rightfield exposed for all to see. I yowled and growled.

Henyak thrust.

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

Bakiir acted.

He sprang to the side, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the gang sentiment. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the vane caught him in the throat.

I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the blood spurted. The deep red arched through the air. Kushini yowled so tatty, then roared out as her sinewy climax wracked her svelte body.

The exaltation boiled my nous as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's pedigree splashing across his dark chest, adding colouring material to that sable eubstance. I licked my knife across my chops, Lucy lapping up my juice gushing out of my pussy.

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

faggot Adroyna 's pass stab to me, her graying ears twitching as she stared at me heaving in orgasmic delectation."You wish to buy him, Granddaughter ?"

"Yes,"I yowled."auction bridge !"

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

I licked my chops, 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 poove turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his foeman, breathing toilsome, line streaming down his wounded second joint. He faced the queen.

"auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

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

"Your Aug stateliness,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding showtime 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 feeling over her shoulder, licking her chop shot. Her right hired man rested on the hilt of her brand, fingering the saddlebow, an off-white tiger head snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my capitulum twitching. My fang hungered for her pharynx. That cunt !"1000 dupondius."She would force me to languish my income for the month on this slave. I strode forward."You have expert taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two month. Her tiger ears twitched. She gave me a athirst smile."Yes, you do give dear taste, aunt Malakisha."

I ran my natural language over my fangs. Oh, would n't it be nice to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't register helplessness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of anger, was trivial. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your competitor, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a length, but clearly at your control, proof that you were a cunning killer. A true predator.

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

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

"You must really want to thrash his body clean of Henyak 's blood,"I said.

She shuddered in delectation."Such a treat does n't get along along that often."

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

"Interested in rakehell yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glance."I thought your interest group ran towards ... early 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 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 more than practice your sword on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her discussion were directly, a hint of a growl rumbling in her throat."You think I 'd scourge him with such phonograph needle butchery."

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

"scraps from the docks."A toothsome shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something special. wait at him. Bleeding but standing so substantial, so proud. He maybe a hard worker, but he does n't think it."

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

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a glint in her eye."How badly do you require to see him worshiping you like that little cyprian behind you ?"

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

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

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

Her lips curled back, baring fangs. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two brawny slaves following after her. I leaned on the rail, 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 heart to the end of the sentence."He will be worth every Au coin."

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My pussy burned as my new striver was chained into spot. Bakiir stood defiant. I 'd paid for the priest of Gewin to mend his wounding. I wanted him whole and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my favorite hard worker, yanked Bakiir 's midst arms into place.

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

He would try to fool around me with complacency.

I loved my dungeon. It was the favorite component part of my quarters in the Zigurrat. iniquity and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No aeriform balconies to revel the ken of the metropolis of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the warmth. Not in here. The bulwark were unrelieved gemstone. Black iron mountain range hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hook on the wall hung my toys, all my flails and whips and paddles and crops. So many fun instruments to play with.

The manacles snapped shut out about Bakiir 's wrist joint, the locks clicking into place. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chain of mountains, ratcheting them mingy. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his eubstance, pulling taunt the muscles of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the form in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny joy,"I purred, walking around him. My bridge player trailed across his ebony flesh, feeling the hardness of his muscles. Oliver 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.

"goodness,"I purred, nuzzling my furry muzzle between his berm blades. He was so marvellous as well as broad-shouldered. My whisker tingled as I rubbed them across his backbone. He shuddered as I licked at his pricker, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My cunt was so wet.

I pressed my naked crotch into his ass, humping against him, my nipples rubbing on his back. I never wore wearing apparel in my dungeon. No one did. This was a place of pleasure and nuisance, and those were best go through naked. My work force reached around him, my twat 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 pussy clenching in eagre anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his shoulder sword and making him moan. His cock twitched in my hand, set, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his dick, crushing his pate. My other hand found his balls, holding them."I asked you a question, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his glob. Hard.

He bucked, teeth grinding against teeth as he fought the annoyance. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my clit on his hard brawniness, tingles racing through his body. mountain chain rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the rebelliousness thick in his vocalism. He 'd pass me this, constitute me consider he weakened. But soon he 'd think it.

I stroked his cock again, still intemperate, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love bite, letting him sense my Fang but not penetrating the brawn of his upper back."So answer my question. Does this feeling good, slave ?"

He shuddered, my script stroking so fast, my thumb rubbing that thick, spongelike peak."Yes, Mistress."

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

He gave a barking laughter."I know how you Rakshasa 's pot with men."

"Oh, that we hurt you ? Make you bleed and yaup ? That we eat you ?"I licked my back talk."That 's so genuine. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The founding father of my first daughter. She might be pansy one day. Does n't that sex you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your dick says otherwise. You are so tough. So eager for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his peter throbbing in my hand as he grunted through his tooth."Oh, yes, you are going to be so much fun to hurt."

I pulled away from him, my pussy drip. I glanced around the way. Lucy knelt like I 'd rail her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such dewy fervour. Beside her knelt my two male hard worker, their putz both hard before them.

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

"Yes, schoolma'am,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my warmness,"Lucy said as she rose, her small mamilla bouncing. They were such endearing breasts. My eyes flicked down to her crocked dent, her kitty-cat 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 peel rippling. He was a native Naithan, his shaft bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chair in the street corner and sat on it. His pecker was so hard ; the shaft ring tied about the home 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 rooster brushed my snatch. I shivered, my coxa undulating, then I slid my cunt 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 and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, coat of arms hugging me. His strong hired man roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the several whips and flails, her thin hip wiggling with excitement, her dark-brown hairsbreadth sweeping down her lithe back.

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

He stared at me, center so hard."I do n't have it off ... Mistress."

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's prick. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny breast, savoring his military strength. He was so unanimous. His bridge player moved, one sliding down to tease my clit, the early to grope my breast. My pinna twitched as he nuzzled his face into my fur.

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

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

Swish. SMACK !

He grunted, his body tensing as the riding harvest crashed into his mouth. His ebony tool bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's dick, stirring his slam through my pussy. A wild wave of warmth washed through me.

savour !

A twitching crossed his forehead as his eubstance drank in the sting pain. Lucy had such a wicked grinning on her lip as she walked around him, her hired man caressing his muscular trunk. She reached his tool, her picket fingers wrapped about his sable girth.

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

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her left hand and cracking the riding crop across his chest with the early. I purred at the stinging slap echoing through the room. I shivered upon my hard worker 's hammer, his rough finger rubbing at my clitoris, sending such delight through me.

"Slave ?"Lucy asked."Oh, I am so much to a greater extent than a slave."

fracture !

Her fingers rubbed the crown of Bakiir 's dick.

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

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

"Mmm, I can give you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her hired man into the tip of his nighttime dick, her pallid ass wiggling."Or I can give you pain."

She bit his tit. Hard.

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

The crop swung hard.

whirl !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's peter. I loved watching my heart work. She was such a wonderful woman. So loving, so deplorable, so bore to impose pain for both our pleasures. I could watch her play for hours.

"Do you want to worship 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 rocklike look, good of all his stoic defiance. He would take every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never ruin, 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 rubbing intemperately circles on my clit, but More from this strong, defiant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's frontal bone furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was wanton to campaign pain in the neck, but when you had a hot, beautiful woman 's mouth locked about your rooster, sucking so hard ... That was hard to fight down. He shuddered, arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her mind. I could learn her noisy sucks, my button throbbing, knowing how pleasant-tasting her oral cavity was.

scissure !

She cracked the crop into his breast as she sucked. It swished again over her head teacher to smell into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain and joy burn through his body at the same meter. I loved it. I smelled the salty scent of his cock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sweet juice down her thighs.

CRACK !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her pale butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her embrown fuzz danced about her shoulders. And then there was his solid, ebony mass, such a contrast between the two.

shot !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's deal moved from my breast and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny lastingness, fucking my pussycat up and down his encumber cock. He groaned, savoring the delight of my cunt.

CRACK !

While I savored the joy of Lucy working.

fracture !

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 welts rose on his shape, marks of pain while joy boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, sultry mouth."My slit clenched on Thushin 's cock. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, sloshed silk of my pussy combustion around his dick.

The friction was so wonderful.

cracking !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding crop slammed into him again. His face twisted. He tried to be noncompliant. He tried to be impregnable. But he wanted that exit. His flood tide ached to explode out of his Lucille Ball and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to flood her mouth. Her pussy !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her besotted twat. To pump away at her picket flesh."

"Bitch !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned kind are all bitch. Las 's choke off seed gave you only poison."

crevice !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of Lust, a race of all female person, needing males to tip our appetites for pain and dick and cum. Needing them to reproduce."He made something howling in us."

whirl !

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

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

"You know I do, grouse !"His heart glared at me."Tiger-headed woman of the street ! You want to roll in the hay me. You want to find my cock in your cunt !"

CRACK !

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

crack !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his welted thorax.

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

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

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

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the stone floor and flooding the dungeon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain in the neck burning at the stake in Bakiir 's look, the pleasure reaching through my heart 's body.

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

"NO !"

His vox thundered through the room. My orgasms exploded inside me.

I drank in his defiance. My twat went wild about Thushin 's peter. He groaned, wanting so badly to deluge my puss with his cum, but he could n't. Not with his prick bound by the ring. That made my orgasm even sweeter. I snarled and roared as the pleasure shot through me.

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his pitch black muscles straining. The defiance burning through his tree branch. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My climax surged eminent and higher through me.

I would enjoy breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her low breasts jiggling as she felt my hair's-breadth kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled finisher and finisher to her sweet cunt. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chopper. My pussy was on fire.

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

My thick spit rasped across her shaved flesh, gathering her sweet juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her minuscule breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her teat while I flicked her clit piercing.

She shuddered again. Her groan were so honeyed as she writhed on my satin sail. sang-froid air wafted in through my afford Windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. Braziers standing around the way burned sandalwood to keep on the stink of the humans from profaning my bowers.

My heart 's juice melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her frame, my beard rubbing on her thigh. joy shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive whiskers, so long and delicate, caressed her silky flesh. My ears twitched, drinking in her moans.

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

"Mmm, exhibitioner me in your sweet juices, my meat,"I purred between hot, thirsty lick."shower me in your delight."

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

I lapped with enraged hunger, my tongue lashing up and down her pussy. I licked and lapped and teased her. I made her ache and moan. I made her thrill in arrant delight. She humped so hard against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her humble breasts jiggling as she squeaked out her pleasure, her fair face burning with crimson passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my natural language rasped across her pussy. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silky profundity. A rakshasa 's natural language was thicker than a man, like a tiger, approximate and teasing. It made her groan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

"My affectionateness !"she squeaked, bucking so hard."Oh, yes, my heart. Oh, that 's so upright. Oh, I love it. You spoil me. My warmheartedness, yes !"

I purred as I spoiled her. I would give her anything, bedeck her in precious stone, parade her on my arm, but my fellowship would see me as watery. You did not sleep with slaves. You did not love anything. human being loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The first time I saw her crying in the slave playpen, draped in rags, her trunk whipped and bruised, cum dribbling down her tit and aspect, something kindled in my centre. She was destined for the house of ill repute. Or to be sold as a dog house striver to pleasure gladiator and fighters. But her eyes met mine. Those soft, Robert Brown doe-eyes. The moment I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in filth. ingenuousness I could influence, embodiment, turn into a vicious predator.

She had stolen my spunk with those eyes. 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 custody squeezed those steady, small boob. Her groan echoed through the elbow room as she quivered and shook on the bed. Her brown pilus swept across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart !"Lucy gasped."By the nance 's shriveled bosom, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her pussy. A geyser of passion. My whiskers twitched in delectation as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She ground against me as she moaned out her rapture. She humped so punishing on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry lips, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her consistence. I savored every free fall of it. My whiskers rubbed into her thighs as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my twat growing so hot and juicy, eager to take her.

My hips wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my waistline by a leather harness, swung between my thighs. Its stem rubbed on my button, giving me a taste of delight as I kept eating my beautiful inwardness. 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 chopper, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her red-faced body, such joy burning in her brown eyes, that naughty smiling on her lips.

"Oh, let me reward you, my core,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, plunge that dildo into my cunt. Fuck me severely ! Pound me ! Take your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My glossa licked at her cunt one final fourth dimension, making her back arched. I flicked her clit and then kept licking, dragging my hot, unsmooth spit across her shave pubic mound. She squirmed, giggling as my tongue reached her stomach.

I probed into her bellybutton.

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

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her hide. The heat beneath her. My round breasts rubbed on her blench peel. I was n't as dark as Bakiir, only a full-bodied brown compared to his deep sable, but it still was a delicious mess. My nipples ached as they caressed her flesh, my teat ring twisting on my ripe nub.

I licked between her titty. I paused, swirling my tongue around her right mound. Her house tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough natural language swirled over her knock mammilla. Everything about her was so pale and soft.

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

"I love you,"I growled, my vocalization thick with primal hunger. I nipped her nipple with my discriminating fangs.

She gasped.

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

She knew only a little more pressure from my bite and I would rip out her pharynx. I could down her, and no one would give care. She was my hard worker. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to feed every one of my hungers.

"My warmness,"she moaned."nooky me ! Satiate yourself."

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

Her second joint locked around my rose hip as my dildo plunged into her slit. Now her tenderness raced faster as pleasance surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my back while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the grip of my jaws.

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

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

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my button aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my cunt and through my body. My ears twitched as her finger traced my spikelet, sending tingle racing through my body. Driving my hips to fuck her harder, faster.

Our frame slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her erotic love and passion. Her voice was so sweet. Our spicy and afters musks filled the air with beauty. I breathed in her odour, our cunt, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My clit ached.

My pleasure swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! Fuck me, my heart ! Oh, the world-beater 's wrinkly ass, yes ! handle me ! address my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasance swelled with every thrust. The home of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My kitty clenched. juice dribbled down my second joint while my jaws twitched. One collation, and I would taste her blood. I would feast on her.

I wanted to. My hip joint plunged faster. My teeth tightened. No concern from Lucy.

She just bucked and squirmed and moaned. So intrust. So make love. I could never offend her. I rammed my dildo into her profoundness. Her eubstance shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her mouth as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl burst from my throat as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my eubstance. Her script held me. Her thighs gripped me. Her moan sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her throat. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her face. She kissed me, working her lips against my fang. I shivered, letting my change go, letting my human face appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, disgraceful hairsbreadth growing, spilling about my face as my lips became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no fang, no fur, no barriers. Our bodies pressed closely, holding each other as our climax peaked. Only with her did I disclose my human typeface. Her hands moved, touching my still cheeks, middle moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our noses together, wanting to purr, but unable to with man song chords.

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

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two Clarence Day without cumming ... And the kennels are so noisy."Lucy gave a wicked giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their charwoman as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't know a man could go two 24-hour interval without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to touch his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded harlot of his pressed up against the kennel cake, her tits shoved into Bakiir 's cubicle as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his redhead. I bought the girl for him as a reinforcement. She lived in his cell, prepare to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's face fell."Bakiir has lasted two twenty-four hour period. None of the others has."

"He 's so impregnable. He 'll withstand for days longer. And when he does transgress, he will be devoted to me."

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

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

She kissed me hard. Then she let out a moan of annoyance.

"What ?"

"I have my assignation,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a wicked grin."He has to fuck that old, toothless queen 's sear pussy. He yearns for hot, squiffy quim."

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

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

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

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"Your tool looks so unvoiced,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his chains, coat of arms outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her pale finger stroking his Diospyros ebenum cock.

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

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

He spat to the English. Then groaned as Lucy engulfed his shaft with her mouth.

My whip hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A hemorrhage line appeared on his back. I shuddered at the aroma of coppery rake spilling in the air. My hips wiggled. He growled through the annoyance and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his cock as I drew back the whip.

"Beg !"

offer !

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

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

The whiplash hissed down at his back, his musculus so tense up, his coat of arms straining so hard.

whirl !

My slit clenched. Juices dripped like molten lava down my thighs.

"Worship me !"

snap !

"service me !"

offer !

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

He howled in arrant madness, blood dripping from his wrists, the handlock biting into his flesh. The links of the chain ground together as he strained. A trickle of dust fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whiplash across his back.

Another bleeding line of work appeared. Blood ran in hot rivulets down his back, filling the air with that—

A crack moan resounded through the dungeon.

His right chain ripped free the dash anchoring it to the ceiling. With a holla of furore, he whipped the gravid length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...