The Rakshasa 's ticker
Chapter Two : Knife Play
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The chain hurtled at me, a grayish-black blur. My rakshasa 's instincts snarled through me. My body sprang to the right field. I hit the gravelly stone bricks of my dungeon 's floor, rolled hard. Metal struck rock with a mighty clangor behind me.

He could cave my skull in with his strength.

"My inwardness !"Lucy screamed in panic as I came up in a hunker, the fur bristling across my face and promontory, my sensory hair twitching as I faced the enrage Bakiir.

Such forcefulness. He pulled free the bolts from the masonry. What a daughter he would engender in me. Despite the peril, or maybe because of it, my pussy was so wet as I stared at the furious prizefighter. That mighty pillar of ebony bod before me.

If I could tame him ...

"fancy woman !"Issanik growled. My brawny Naithian hard worker surged forward to grip Bakiir.

The chain cracked to the right wing. It slammed into Issanik 's side. The man grunted. He stumbled and crashed into a shelf holding my flails. Mrs. Henry Wood groaned as he seized it to bear his residual. But the ledge toppled. A pelting of whips and scourges fell with Issanik as he hit the terra firma instant before the shelf slammed down on top of him.

Lucy stood glacial before Bakiir, her physical structure shaking. Her eyes were wide with awe as she stared up at the gladiator. Then they flashed to me, soft brown and full of desperate promise. She needed me to save her from the brute.

"You have to—"she began screaming but Bakiir kicked her. Not surd, but enough to bedevil her back and send her tumbling into the collapsed shelf. She coughed, clutching her venter, pain 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 of lightning unloosen holding the band closed. The simpleness popped open, freeing him. He flicked the strand in the Lapplander motion, striking Thushin 's upraise arms.

alloy cracked on os. Thushin grunted, but kept charging in, eager to protect me. He slammed into Bakiir 's trunk, the men grappling, stumbling back. Lucy coughed again, her boldness twisted with awe. She glanced at me, shaking her head.

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

My hands flexed as Thushin grunted, thrown to the ground by Bakiir. The magnificent Halanian raised the chain to beat him. He cracked it down, bringing a oink from Thushin. Bone snapped, my striver 's arm breaking as Bakiir raised the 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 thigh. This was so exalt. What a man Bakiir was. I marched out of my dungeon and into my kennels, striding past the John Milton Cage Jr. where others of my slaves peered out, the men grasping the bars.

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

Their kennel working girl, the female person striver I bought to please them, cowered in the cover, scared, shaking. I ignored them all. I reached my armoury and wrenched it open, revealing the wrack of swords and axes and maces and dagger, gobs of armor of all physique, the gear to outfit my hard worker. I grabbed a long-bladed dagger. It was triangular, starting as blanket as three of my fingers at the hilt and narrowing all the way to a needle-like point. Valyan sword, 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 chaos 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 in and sequester him. Then Thushin leaped on Bakiir 's cover, his proficient arm going around the ebony-skinned man 's throat, squeezing hard. I gripped the dagger, poised, watching the men fight. Issanik rushed in from the forepart, the musculus rippling in his flanks.

The chain cracked him across the side. He snapped back and hit the basis insensate, blood spurting from his nozzle. I breathed it in, the crimson smell electrifying my consistency. I tasted the coppery delight in the air upon my tongue, shuddered.

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

I moved.

Before he could grow, I crossed the distance, springing with the speed of a rakshasa. We were predator, unlike human. We did n't possess to be trained to be killers, we simply were. A single leap carried me behind him. I landed, the obelisk moving fast as he twisted, throwing a look over his shoulder.

And then he froze as he felt the discriminating edge pressing in his throat. descent flowed. His smell delicious.

"Do you find end, warrior ?"I asked, my left hand running across his bald head, loving how smooth it was, how shiny in the torch light source."Can you experience it quivering against your pharynx ?"

His face hardened.

"Yes, you can,"I purred."You 've faced her a G fourth dimension, have n't you ? That bitch wanting to slip away your life. You 've fought so intemperate, and then she comes at you from behind."I pressed the knife harder against his flesh. I could feel his pulse throbbing up the blade and into my handwriting, the delirious musical rhythm of his life history."So you have a selection. Let her putting to death you, or surrender to me."

His jaw set.

I moved around him, keeping the sticker placed against his pharynx. I let it slue, cutting into material body above his trachea. The taboo stratum of his skin parted, stemma flowing. I let him feel the hope of Death as I moved before him. He was ready to die. He was prepared for it.

I knelt, facing him eye to eye. Crimson spilled over the blade, more than ran dark down his chest. His arm cocked, ready to strike. I could see the reckoning. Could he swing his Sir Ernst Boris Chain fast enough to stamp out me before I killed him.

He tensed.

My paw shot out and grasped his cock.

He had softened during the fight, but now he felt that feminine touch, and hardened. I purred, the pleasure rumbling up through my pharynx as I stroked him, feeling his liveliness impulse in another way as he swelled. I rubbed the spongelike tip, his dick throbbing.

"You can die,"I growled, pressing the dagger just a midget bit harder, forcing him to displace his read/write head back."Or you can surrender to the pleasure I can provide."

He did n't say a word. stoic pride faced me. That monolithic resistance that had kept him fighting even when his trunk was scourged, even as blood ran down his body from the kiss of my whiplash. And yet his shaft was sending him that pleasure, that delight, that aching want 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 brink over and over while he felt pain. I kept him bound other times, unable to relate himself while listening to my other hard worker rut around him with their kennel whores.

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

"Just resignation into transport and let death spare you another day,"I purred, pushing back with the knife.

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

I brought my cunt to his laborious dick, rubbing my fathead up and down his length. My clit throbbed against his insensibility, my pussy sass begging to engulf every in of his girth. He was so big, so thick. All my slaves were flow, but him ...

He made them seem small.

I ran my left hand up his mop up bureau, crossing the minor wounds, the origin sticky as it dried. I felt his muscles quivering. I kept the knife pressed to his throat, sliding my pussy up and down his cock, staring into his eyes.

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

But that would be such a waste.

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

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

"Feel how wet I am. You can be in me. You can sleep together your Mistress. I 'll even let your seed spill into me. You can be the Father of the Church of my daughter. All you have to do is love me. Worship me. Then you 'll experienced rapture. You 'll be pampered. I 'll give you cleaning woman. I 'll lift you up.

"Just worship me."

I circled my coxa, rubbing my clitoris across his cock 's poll, feeling it throb and twitch.

"Or you can die. I 'll slice your throat and eat your warmness and that will be it. No more pleasance for you. No more opportunity to fight. No more establish your might.

"No more life."

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

"Choose. Adam or death."

He closed his eyes."Ecstasy."

I purred louder."Then say it."

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

"mean value it,"I groaned, my button throbbing on his pecker. I rubbed harder."Prove you love me and idolise me."

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

I licked his sass again, my tongue pushing past his lips into his sass, tasting him as I purred louder. I shuddered, pressing my knocker to his trounce chest, his unenviable profligate coating them as I slid my hip higher, the tip of his cock nudging at my slit lips.

Then I pressed backward.

He shuddered beneath me while I yowled into our licking kiss. My eyes widened, my tiger-ears twitching. His hammer was so huge. My labia stretched and stretched and stretched to necessitate him, to swallow his girth. I trembled atop him, shivering and rubbing my breasts into his body. My nipples throbbed against his whipped flesh.

I took more and more of his girth. I kept the dagger pressed to his throat as my purrs grew louder, rumbling through my body. It was amazing. My pussy burst with pleasance 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 palpate the advantage for your service ?"I asked, my pussy clenching on his dick."Do you read what submission gives you ?"

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

His helping hand grabbed my ass, squeezing. I rose, my brown bosom streaked with his blood line. His bureau was coated in it. I loved the thick, wet feel on my tits. My pussy shifted on his gumshoe as I slid into position, arm outstretched, knife at his bloody throat.

And sit my slave.

I groaned and gasped. I did n't screw him intemperate or fast. I savored his resignation. Finally, he was mine. And I would savour every heartbeat of his cinch buried in my pussy that I could. I slid up him, squeezing hard with my pussy, drinking in the detrition. I groaned, fighting the burn in my thighs, the ache in my brawn demanding I just spike myself as I slid slowly back down.

He groaned, breathing heavily, his pulse thudding against the boundary of the knife. His handwriting squeezed my ass then roamed my body. I savored his hard, calloused touch. His hands found my knocker, squeezing them as my hips moved, swirling and stirring his cock through me as I rode him.

"The queen 's sagging pap,"I groaned in pure joy."Oh, divinity, this pecker, my heart. This dick is amazing."

"Yes, my kernel,"Lucy said, still in the corner, her centre all-inclusive, stunned by the savagery that happened. She hugged herself, tears running down her eyes."Amazing cock."

Poor thing. She was n't a predator, but prey. I loved her anyways.

But now was n't the metre to comfort my Lucy. Now was the clock time to enjoy my triumph. I shuddered, working my pussycat up and down his dick faster and faster. I loved this shaft in me. The girth was so compact, stretching my snatch open so wide-eyed. My cunt clenched on it while my pleasure rose hot and fast. It wanted to burst out of me. To drown me in rapture.

My titty jiggled in his strong hands. He squeezed them. His thumbs rubbed across my nipples, sending delight shooting down to my pussy. He played with my teat gang, twisting my right nub, making me groan louder and louder.

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

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

His hands tightened on my face."Nor a woman,"he growled,"as strong."

I licked my chop shot, my pussy clenching harder and harder. I rode him faster and faster. I plunged my pussy up and down his girth, my clit striking his pubic bone. Wild abandon filled me now, my climax construction so fast, begging to explode through me.

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

I had to know. Was he sincere in his meekness ?

"My schoolma'am,"he groaned, squeezing my tits so hard as his coxa bucked up. He bounced me on his dick."Seljan 's beard, you 're so tight."

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

"Yes !"he growled.

"It 's a prerogative I 've granted to no early man. None have cum in my pussycat. But you ... You have earned it. have your reward."

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

Fires flared to life. They burned hot through me. I gasped, the enraptured smoke rising to my mind, smothering me in ecstasy. My pussy went wild about his dick, spasming hard as I bucked and snarled out my euphoria.

He grunted, hips driving upward, our anatomy smack together again, more than light exploding from my clit. His handwriting squeezed my titmouse so hard. hurt flared from them, spicing the ecstasy surging through my body.

"My Mistress !"he growled and came.

A man 's cum flooded my pussy for the number 1 metre. I had felt it in my ass and mouth, but never my kitty-cat. None of my slaves had earned the right to engender me. But Bakiir ... My daughter would be so brawny. She would be devious, cunning. It would subscribe all my strength and wits not to be murdered by her.

What a king she would make.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I howled."By the Supreme Being, breed your Mistress !"

My slit writhed, milking his spurting hammer. I drank in the hot seed, my orgasm growing so hot. raptus whipped through me. I heaved atop him, my maze echoing through the dungeon. I drank in the rapture.

And loved it.

"My Mistress,"he groaned as the terminal gust of his come dig into me.

"My slave,"I groaned, bringing the dagger to my mouthpiece. I licked at the frigidness alloy, tasting the crimson of his rip. A final shudder ran through my body."Oh, yes, you are mine."

I could see it in his heart. He had surrendered. He had realized my strength and submitted. I owned him. It was so elate. I groaned as I rose off his dick. His hot cum dribbled down my second joint as I stood over him.

"helper them to their dog house,"I told Bakiir."Then step into yours. The cadre doors are enchanted. They will put away. Prove you are loyal. And you shall be rewarded."

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

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

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

Bakiir grunted.

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

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

"But he didn't."I nuzzled against her brass, lapping up her salty rip then rubbing my fur into the silk of her skin."Risks have to be taken to attach outstanding advantage. You can not be afraid. You have to arrogate your chance and act."

Lucy 's brow furrowed. Her center widened. She shivered and then she nodded, comprehension dawning."I ... understand ... my heart."

"trade good,"I purred, nuzzling her again."Mmm, did he wound you when he kicked you ?"

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

I purred out my delight and rose, Bakiir 's cum dripping down my thighs. I grabbed my fondness 's brown hair, pulling her expression to my twat."It was so hot finally enjoying him. You have to try him mixed with me."

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

It was so exciting to share this with her, the passionateness of a man finally desirable to multiply me. My heart raced as I undulated my rose hip, grinding my pussy on her hot mouth. Her tongue licked again, exploring into my folds, searching out for all Bakiir 's jizz in me and eating it.

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

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

It was wonderful to hear the throaty passion return, to feel the tension melt out of her a she licked again."Yes, I do know how much you love it."

Her clapper licked again, flicking out and sliding through my slit. She brushed my clit, making me shiver. A new pleasure built in me, something gentler than the raging passionateness Bakiir 's stopcock had churned through my cunt.

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

"Oh, graven image, yes, bang me, Lucy,"I purred, her tongue probing deep into my slit."Always love me."

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

She could n't extend to anywhere near as abstruse, but she still could budge up my pussycat. She could still fix me shudder and moan, my flesh clenching on her tongue as the pressure swelled and swelled. Her gentle organ lapped through my depths, her lips nuzzling into my labia.

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

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

"I did,"I groaned.

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

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

She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and pick and wet-nurse. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her rima oris as she feasted with such passion, making me shiver and groan.

She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her knife into my cunt 's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me wild. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, brown hairsbreadth. I ground on my Secaran slave 's brim, on my love 's licking tongue.

And came.

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

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

Her fingers dug into my ass, her lip sucking so hard at my convulsing pussy.

"Thank you !"

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The succeeding day, I sat beneath the silk pavilion in the training court of the zikurat. The great, crimson level of the castle rising like monolithic steps behind me. Before me were the training moxie, pristine white to picture off any descent spilled. It was hot, but two of my kennel whores stood on either incline of me, their raw eubstance oiled as they wafted great fans of peacock feathers, providing me a cool delight.

Lucy knelt before me, rubbing her buttock against my thigh as I lapped at my chill wine, holding the all-encompassing disk in my left paw. I wore my sari, my rightfield tit on display, showing off my atomic number 79 pap ring and status as a rakshasa princess.

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

Bakiir was training my slave, Issanik and Thushin in the lead. I had sent for priests of Gewin to heal my slaves after Lucy cleaned my pussy last dark. Issanik was finis to demise. The priest said he would throw died from swelling in the brain.

Which only made me surface-active agent for Bakiir.

It was such a treat to ascertain his oiled, naked consistence beneath the rough noonday sun as he led my former slaves through their sword forms. It made me so wet to see them all, but he was the gem among them. That ebony pelt ...

My clit throbbed. I contemplated having Lucy lick my pussy when my capitulum twitched. The auditory sensation of armored men approached. I sniffed the air, smelling exertion and leather and iron. Along with the aroma of a rakshasa.

Kushini.

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

"I see you house-train your purchase,"Kushini purred, taking her seat on the other side of the small tabular array, her striver spreading around her. She did n't institute any lover but sat like the day 's heating system did n't bother her."Only took a week."

I did n't rise to the barb."You can not rush a original when forging a sword, neither can you step on it a mistress when breaking a slave."

"prison-breaking,"she said, licking her chops."Is that why you had non-Christian priest summoned to your doghouse and working man to your dungeon ? Because something broke ?"

I turned my head, a smiling growing on my gag. Not enough to bare my fang. Oh, no, I would n't give her that satisfaction."You 've never broken anything when being fucked by a man, Kushini ? You hapless thing. Your pussy must just be dying for a really cum."

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

Disgraceful.

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

Her hand pulled back from her sword."My men know how to wield their cocks."She reached beneath the breechcloth of one of her slaves, an impressive Thlinian with red skin wearing a breastplate and greaves. She stroked his dick beneath it, the man 's buttock twitching, his armor creak."Do n't you ?"

"Yes, schoolmarm,"the hard worker groaned, his turncock tenting his loincloth.

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

"Oh, Malakisha, you have that little lady of pleasure thrash your puss before me all the time,"Kushini said.

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

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

"Trust me, dear first cousin, you would lose that contest."

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

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

Kushini just licked her chops."That we are the only two princesses in the palace with any tangible taste. None of the former whores saw the time value in Bakiir. But we did."

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

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

"Unlike my mother,"agreed Kushini.

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

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

I took another lap of my cool down wine as she stood, my head considering the theory of an coalition.

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"How was Kushini ?"I asked Bakiir that evening when we entered my quarters, my retinue following. The fan girl moved with entry to the kennel, knowing their office. My male hard worker stood in the way, waiting for commands.

"She was ... agile,"Bakiir admitted. Kushini had screamed her straits off when Bakiir fucked my full cousin. I could get wind her through the paries as I lapped my vino on the preparation grounds.

"Good. And the entire palace heard her."Which was tremendous. That would be useful."Issanik stay, the ease, to the kennel. You did good today. fuck your whores hard."

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

They were all so well-chosen, like fiddling male child bore to delight their mothers. Or so I was told. Rakshasa 's only had daughters. It would probably be so much easier if we had sons 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 Au clitoris ring. She nodded her headland, her eyes locked on the cock, still wet with my cousin-german 's succus. Oh, yes, Kushini would be so utile. Ideas bubbled in my mind.

"roll in the hay her !"

"Yes, mistress,"Bakiir grinned, staring at the nubile, sick mannequin of Lucy."She 's teased me enough."

"Oh, I did,"Lucy groaned, stretching out on my bed, spreading her thighs and showing off that shaved puss, her slit still virgin tight."I need that big, fatal dick in me, Bakiir. It was anguish 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 hefty body still gleaming.

"Lick my ass and fingerbreadth my cunt while I watch,"I purred.

"Yes, kept woman,"he groaned.

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

With a grunt, Bakiir rammed his tool into her consistence. Her ivory manakin shuddered, her pussy lips stretching so obscenely wide to deal that girth. Her moan of pleasure made my heart beat so fast. It was so marvellous to leave my erotic love this pleasure.

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

"Seljan 's face fungus !"grunted the Halanian brute, his muscular ass clenching as he drove his cock over and over into my lover 's twat."Such a tight slit. god, you are hot and molten."

"And you are cling. Pater 's tool, yes !"

My cunt dripped juices down my thighs as I watched. I shuddered as Issanik pressed in behind me, his bewhiskered cheeks rubbing into my butt-crack. I groaned as he licked at my motherfucker, his clapper swirling around while his strong mitt slid around my waist, reaching for my pussy.

Rough fingers found my snatch. He rubbed up and down them, caressing my folds, making me shudder in thoroughgoing pleasure. Then two compact finger penetrated my slit. He drove them deep, fucking them hard as he rimmed my asshole.

joy rippled through me.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my cunt !"howled Lucy, thrashing beneath Bakiir 's mighty human body, ramming his putz so trench into her pussy over and over."Just plough me."

"Enjoy him, my affectionateness,"I purred, my hips swiveling, loving Issanik 's clapper lapping at my bastard, his electric organ swirling around my puckered opening.

He was such a slavish man.

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

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

fashioning 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 digit, my asshole delighting in his tongue. My eyes were so hot as they watched my slave and devotee fuck.

"look at it, you little 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 tongue penetrated my asshole. He jammed it into my intestine and swirled it around. My pussy clenched down so punishing on his fingers, the fires burning hotter and hotter. He stoked them with his tongue, his fingers.

Such an obedient slave.

Bakiir 's threatening Lucille Ball thwacked over and over into my striver, so full of his cum. I licked my chops again, staring at them. A hot shudder ran through my body. 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 kitty, squirting along his cock. She bucked so violently beneath his plenty. She was so bantam, so weak, so innocuous beneath the ebony striver. And yet she took his right knife thrust. She took his putz without breaking.

And loved it.

"Cum in her !"I snarled.

"Yes, schoolmarm,"he growled and buried into her cunt.

He grunted and groaned while she squealed in express delight. His cum pumped into her. I groaned, remembering his seed firing into my pussy just this morning, that hot joy surging into me, spilling his seed through my womb.

Maybe quickening a daughter in me.

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

"Oh, yes, he flooded me, my heart,"mewled a satiated Lucy."He flooded so a good deal cum in me. Even after fucking your cousin."

"She did n't let me cum,"growled Bakiir.

"No, only I let you cum,"I purred."The way it should be."

"Yes ... mistress,"he growled.

"You are dismissed, Bakiir. I will hit sure you get the select snub of meat for your dinner."

He groaned, rolling off my now flushed and panting Lucy. Her ramification were still bed cover all-encompassing, her pussy gaping open, the tight seal ruined. Cum dribbled out, thickset and salty. Its olfactory property filled the air, mixed with her sweet musk.

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

"Yes, kept woman,"he groaned.

"And you may cum."

He let out such a moan of pleasure as I pulled away from him. I felt his adoration as I moved to the bed, licking my chopper. Through lidded eyes, Lucy watched me, her mitt playing with her umbilicus, her small-scale breasts rising and falling, quivering with her excitement.

I stretched out on my hands and knees, crawling towards her. The perfume of afters twat and salty cum filled my penetrating nose. I leaned down, lapping my jumpy glossa through her faithful. She squealed in pleasure, her body convulsing as my tongue lapped up the delicious mix.

"Oh, my heart,"she mewled, her hired hand sliding up to her small breast, cupping them."You spoil me."

"Always,"I groaned, wiggling my hips.

Issanik mounted the bed. The eagre slave spread apart my butt-cheeks, my son of a bitch polished with his spittle, prepare for his cock. He placed that deep girth against my bunghole. He was n't as big as Bakiir—what would he feel like in my asshole—but he would still puddle me squeal as I lapped up all the luscious cum from Lucy 's pussy.

With a grunt, my slave thrust.

I purred into Lucy 's pussy as a backbreaking rooster rammed hard into my bowels. orb smacked into my taint while his crotch slapped my ass. I shuddered, my prick combustion around his pecker. estrus surged through me, compelling me to lap harder and harder at Lucy 's pussy.

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

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

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

"Let 's ascertain out."

Lucy gasped, her soundbox bucking as my prospicient, buddy-buddy tiger-tongue reached so mystifying into her puss. When I turned into a full human, something I only did when alone with Lucy, my glossa could reach only half as deep into her odoriferous depths. It was so wonderful to find so much of her pussy wall about my tongue, to feel her squirm and gasp and groan, shuddering in delight as I lapped at her.

And there was so much of Bakiir 's salty cum buried in her astuteness. I savored it, gathering out the delicious jizz seasoned with her sweet cream while Issanik plowed my asshole tough, grunting with every marvelous thrust.

Heat burned in my bowels as my slave fucked me. It met the hullabaloo he had built while I watched Lucy and Bakiir writhe. My coming swelled so hot and fast through me, my hips wiggling, bucking back into his powerful knife thrust as I lapped and licked and cleaned my Lucy of all her cum.

"My meat,"she squealed, her twat contracting as my rough tongue bathed her depths."Yes, yes, yes ! The queen 's saggy titmouse and shrivelled cunt, I love you !"

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

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

succus dripped down my thigh, my cunt growing hotter and hotter. The ardour raging in my bowel, sparked by my slave 's groovy pecker, rushed towards my pussy. An pit roared, blazing through my nethers and filling my soundbox 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 arduous, driving his pecker so deep and punishing into my shit. More and more flames burst from my ass, raging through my torso. I shuddered, my tongue lapping so fast and late into Lucy 's pussy.

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

"My pith !"she squealed as she came.

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

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

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

And then I shivered, feeling my striver 's jizz pumped into the depths of my bowels. Hot and powerful flak splashing against my dickhead 's velvety walls. 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 gag, soaked by her succus, nuzzling into her belly and then her breasts.

"So are you,"she breathed as I opened my jaw and bit her neck. Not hard. I did n't penetrate her tegument, but I could feel her pulse. She did n't grow scared. She knew I could kill her and she trusted me. Loved me.

How could I not sleep together her back ?

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"Oh, that 's it,"I growled, Bakiir devouring my cunt as he knelt before me in the donjon."Eat my slit. You were such a juicy striver. Fucking Kushini."

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

The perfect cover.

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

I cracked the flail across his back. He grunted, new welts puckering across his broad back. His paw gripped my ass, squeezing so hard as he ravished me. I stared down at his Diospyros ebenum facial expression between my embrown thigh. He was so potent. He could break me in one-half with simpleness.

But he was my slave.

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

Lucy burst into the room."My heart !"

"Lucy ?"I blinked."Did Konayveh ... ?"My Bible trailed off. She would not be in such a panic if her lover had canceled their assignation. I encouraged my Lucy to seduce the slaves of others in the imperial fellowship to learn secrets and distribute my own disinformation.

Konayveh was Queen Adroyna 's favored boy toy, the chieftain of her escort."What happened ?"

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

I smiled at the word of my grandmother 's expiry. Everything would change. And that meant chance."We need to lay down plans."

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

To be continued ...