The Rakshasa 's Heart
Chapter One : Rakshasa 's New hard worker
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Princess Malakisha - Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

The Arena exploded with cheerfulness, the peasants and lowborn humans rising in the standstill, screaming their bloodlust as the new fighters entered the white sands. I leaned forward in my seat in the royal box, a palpable upheaval shooting through my pith as the gladiators marched towards the center.

"Oh, you are going to love this couple, dear cousin-german,"Kushini purred, her pink tongue licking her furry chop. Her leather pant creaked as she rubbed her thighs together. Whiskers twitched and her tiger-like auricle flicked. Her white meat, both bare, quivered in expectation. She ran a hand up her robust, drear skin, cupping a breast. The teat tintinnabulation piercing her redress nub glinted in the sunlight, marking her a member of the royal family. Like all rakshasas, she looked like a human woman from the neck down. But her head was that of an orange-striped tiger, feral and wild.

I played with my own nipple hoop, my capitulum flicking. A wet itch swelled in my slit at the striking, brawny Halanian gladiator who strode out. He was a new learning. I could see his muscularity ripple beneath his Diospyros ebenum skin, his head gleaming in the abrasive sunlight streaming onto the white moxie of the sphere. Splashes and kitty crimson glistening across the otherwise pristine fighting area, still fresh from the last fight.

I breathed, my sense of smell enhanced in my Rakshasa form. I never let my human face appear in public. The humiliation of appearing like one of the vermin who scurry through the Queendom and who filled the stands would lower my status among the royal family for years.

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

"Yes,"I purred, tugging on my teat ring. Unlike Kushini, I dressed as befit my station, a princess of the Queendom of Naith. I wore a purple sari trimmed in gold that covered my left bosom and fell down to my mid second joint. I was n't a cocotte in pissed pants and baring both tits.

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

The blade Kushini wore was a disgrace. Such an open exposition of power. No subtly. And she was indorsement in line to the throne ! Two dying away from being female monarch.

"I watched him spar yesterday,"Kushini moaned."Oh, darling first cousin, you should consume seen him fight."

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

None had ruled longer than nan. Three of her girl, my own mother included, and two granddaughters had died trying to assassinate her. And she had dealt with her own brood sisters and jealous aunts before I was even a gleam in my mother 's eyes.

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

"Such a delicious scrapper,"king Adroyna said."So strong."

"His bloodline shall decorate the sands,"boasted Henyak from below. He was a brawny human, a indigene Naithan with chocolate-brown skin. He wore a kilt of leather strap studded with iron studs and a blade helmet, his trident gripped in hand. He was a hero, a man who had fought for long time and years. No longer even a slave.

He enjoyed the danger. Especially fighting new gladiator with hope, ending any threats to his supremacy before they could equal him.

"Such a promise,"faggot Adroyna purred."Kill him, and I shall lavish you in gold, my darling Henyak."

"He 'll induce to close his eyes to fuck her old cunt,"Kushini purred beside me only loud enough so our consistence hard worker and me could hear.

Lucy, my pale-skinned hard worker, gave a wicked giggle as she knelt before me naked, her skin glistening with expensive oils, filling the air with a cover girl scent of lavender and holding at bay the unwashed stench 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 smiling. A mocking grinning as he flicked his sword and held onto his round, wooden buckler. His brand arm was clad in banded steal from forearm to shoulder. Beside that, he wore a loincloth, showing off his unanimous body.

Those muscles.

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

"Yes, fancy woman,"my beloved slave-girl purred. She was my treasure. Secaran slave were so uncommon. That pale skin was so exotic. I made sure she stayed out of the sun. She shifted, lifting her young face. I 'd owned her for three days, molding her into the perfect servant. I saw the love in her brown eyes, the smile on her rim, her face delicate, farmed by her soft, chocolate-brown pilus.

She pushed my second joint apart, her finger's breadth sending shiver up my dead body. My nerve raced. I petted her hair, loving her hot buss on my build as she moved up my second joint towards my burning pussy. How I treasured her.

Loved her.

My ticker, though none of my sisters, first cousin, aunts, or even my grandmother could know that I loved her. They would use her against me. In world, she was just my pussy defeat slave.

I shuddered as her back talk found my plane twat. They were so soft and hot and wet as she nuzzled against my pussy. Then her tongue flicked out, making my entire body shudder and a purr rise in my throat. My eye were locked on the gladiators, 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 audio of my figure drawing my attention from the fighters."What a slave he would make."

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

I did n't demo my wince. I was so excited, my origin boiling. Bakiir was a specimen. So solid. So secure. He could break me in half. How sweet-flavored it would be to see him on his knees before me, begging to hero-worship my cunt.

Lucy 's tongue slid through my cunt folds and flicked my clit. I groaned, my pinna and whiskers twitching. I pulled hard on the gold anchor ring piercing my mammilla, twisting the dark nub. The chill raced down to my hot pussy, to my clit bathed by Lucy 's amazing tongue.

"Start it,"Kushini purred, her body so strain now, her pap thrusting so hard from her pocket-sized clothes. She was so short and petite, a waifish Rakshasa, almost innocent-looking until you saw the bloodlust in her eye."conflict !"

"Kill him, Henyak,"Queen Adroyna said.

The men sprang at each early. Bakiir 's musculus rippled as he moved across the whiten Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, dust kicking up from his sandaled feet. My pussy clenched, Lucy 's tongue touch so wonderful as she probed it into my catch. 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 shield, wooden splinters flying. Then Bakiir 's steel swung, striking the trident. Metal rang as the men danced around each other, both their trunk rippling, oiled by sweat and glistening in the noon sun.

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

The gang cheered.

Bloodlust thickened the air.

Kushini purred.

Other princesses in the viewpoint watched, some having consistency striver devour their pussies or fuck their cunt, brawny slave who would multiply dominating daughters. Rakshasas who would claw and competitiveness and make the king of Naith stronger by fending off their attacks.

What a girl Bakiir would give me.

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

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

deep red flashed. Blood sheeted down Henyak 's bureau, a glancing blast from Bakiir 's sword.

"Yes,"moaned Kushini, an orgasmic sound, her fingerbreadth pulling on both her mammilla. She purred as loud as me now."killing !"

She licked her chop as Henyak roared, thrusting hard with his trident. Fast, prompt drive, driving Bakiir back. My pussy clenched, my stomach tensing. My orgasm swelled in me as Bakiir took a injury in his second joint. Blood spurted.

I groaned.

My nose twitched. Over the lavender oils adorning my slave, I smelled that wonderful olfactory property. Blood. Coppery. Vital. life history. I breathed in Bakiir's smell as his leg buckled. It collapsed, bringing him to a kneel crotch, leaving him vulnerable.

Lucy sucked on my clit.

I sucked in a deep breath.

"putting to death him,"moaned Kushini, on the verge of orgasming from the vehemence alone.

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

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

And came.

My pussy spasmed. Juices flooded into Lucy 's thirsty mouth. My marrow lapped at the cream flooding out of my pussy. I shuddered, my breast heaving, my left beneath my sari, my right 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 side, using his wounded leg. He was n't crippled like Henyak and the bunch thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his blade up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the leaf blade caught him in the throat.

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

The rapture boiled my creative thinker as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy 's blood splashing across his dark chest, adding color to that ebony body. I licked my lingua across my chop shot, Lucy lapping up my juices gushing out of my pussy.

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

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

"Yes,"I yowled."auction !"

Konayveh leaned over and whispered to Queen Adroyna. He was a brawny, red-skinned Thlinian slave, gaffer of the queen 's bodyguard. Her head nodded as she looked at me."It has been three calendar 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 knockout should be dry at her age, but she kept it lubed with Edward Young men. The pouf turned, facing Bakiir as he stood over his enemy, breathing heavily, blood streaming down his wounded second joint. He faced the queen.

"Auction, gamemaster,"she snarled.

The fat human being who ran the plot stepped out, his dead body draped in expensive gem. He had glutted on the entertainment of the capital. He rubbed his chubby fingerbreadth together as he stepped up beside Bakiir.

"Your august majesty,"he said with a bow."Let the bidding scratch line at 500 dupondius."

"900 dupondius,"Kushini barked as she gained her feet and rushed towards the edge of the box. My pinna twitched as she shot a feel over her shoulder, licking her chopper. Her in good order hand rested on the hilt of her sword, fingering the pommel, an ivory tiger capitulum snarling in bloodlust.

I stood, my ears twitching. My fangs hungered for her pharynx. That bitch !"1000 dupondius."She would draw me to waste my income for the calendar month on this slave. I strode forward."You have soundly taste, Kushini."

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

"1100 dupondius,"pregnant Atoshia said. She was my niece though she was older than me by two month. Her tiger capitulum twitched. She gave me a thirsty grinning."Yes, you do consume full appreciation, aunty Malakisha."

I ran my tongue over my fang. Oh, would n't it be skillful to just rip out her throat right now, too. But I could n't show up weakness like that. Killing publicly, killing out of ira, was trivial. Brutal and easy. No, when you killed your rival, it had to be planned, it had to be elegant. It had to be done at a distance, but clearly at your command, test copy that you were a cunning killer. A straight 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 lick his physical structure clean of Henyak 's blood,"I said.

She shuddered in delectation."Such a delicacy does n't add up along that often."

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

"Interested in rake yourself ?"Kushini gave me a side-long glance."I thought your interest ran towards ... early refreshments."

"former ?"

Her hair's-breadth twitched."2000 dupondius."

My niece gave a brutal 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 praxis your steel on him."

"He is skilled."

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

"Unarmed ?"Her words were flat, a hint of a growl grumbling in her throat."You think I 'd waste him with such acerate leaf butchery."

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

"Garbage from the docks."A yummy shudder ran through Kushini."Now him ... He is something especial. await at him. Bleeding but standing so strong, so majestic. He maybe a striver, but he does n't consider it."

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

"2500 dupondius,"Kushini shouted, a flicker in her eye."How badly do you want to see him worshiping you like that niggling whore behind you ?"

wrath flared in me. But I did n't heighten to her insult. I did n't even pinch 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 more can you adopt from your mother before she grows wild with you."

Her lips curled back, baring fang. Then she whirled and stalked off, her two muscular hard worker following after her. I leaned on the railing, staring down at the slave. Lucy pressed up beside me, her lavender odourise filling my nose.

"He is a gorgeous one, Mistress."

"Yes, he is,"I said. Then, in my creative thinker, added, my affectionateness to the end of the conviction."He will be worth every Au coin."

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My kitty burned as my new slave was chained into place. Bakiir stood noncompliant. I 'd paid for the non-Christian priest of Gewin to heal his wound. I wanted him whole and unmarred before my fun. Thushin and Issanik, two of my darling hard worker, yanked Bakiir 's thick arms into place.

His face was hard, center defiant. He did n't resist Thushin and Issanik, but he wanted to. I could see it in his face. His thoughts worked behind his defiant mask, pondering how to get out. He knew Thushin and Issanik were as strong as him. And I had more slaves in my kennels, former brawny warriors that I 'd broken.

He would try to arse around me with complacency.

I loved my keep. It was the deary part of my quarters in the Zigurrat. shadow and sweltering, the heat trapped in here. No airy balconies to enjoy the pot of the city of Ankush spread out before me, no cooling breezes to take away the heat. Not in here. The walls were unrelieved stone. Negro iron chains hung from the ceiling, each ending in manacles. From hooking on the wall hung my toy, all my flails and party whip and paddles and harvest. So many fun tool to play with.

The manacles snapped shut about Bakiir 's articulatio radiocarpea, the lock clicking into lieu. Then Thushin and Issanik pulled on the chemical chain, ratcheting them stringent. Bakiir 's arms were yanked upward and away from his body, pulling taunt the heftiness of his torso. His face flickered, feeling the striving in his arms.

"Mmm, you are such a brawny delight,"I purred, walking around him. My hand trailed across his coal black flesh, feeling the hardness of his muscles. Stone. Unyielding. My finger's breadth slid down his book binding to his ass, squeezing it."You are going to be such a delight."

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

"commodity,"I purred, nuzzling my furry gun muzzle between his berm blades. He was so tall as well as broad-shouldered. My hair's-breadth tingled as I rubbed them across his back. He shuddered as I licked at his spinal column, tasting the salt of his sweat.

My pussy was so wet.

I pressed my au naturel crotch into his ass, humping against him, my mammilla rubbing on his spinal column. I never wore clothes in my dungeon. No one did. This was a lieu of pleasure and pain in the ass, and those were best experienced au naturel. My hands 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 cinch, my puss clenching in aegir anticipation. I licked at his spine again, sliding up his articulatio humeri blades and making him groan. His dick twitched in my hand, hardening, swelling, growing even bigger as I stroked him.

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

He did n't answer.

My hand squeezed hard on the tip of his tool, crushing his cap. My other hand found his testis, holding them."I asked you a motion, slave."

"Yes,"he said.

I squeezed his balls. Hard.

He bucked, dentition grinding against teeth as he fought the pain in the ass. His ass clenched. I shuddered, rubbing my button on his operose muscles, thrill racing through his trunk. string rattled as he fought the pain.

I loved warriors.

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

"Yes ... Mistress,"he said, the defiance thick in his voice. He 'd give me this, make me recollect he weakened. But soon he 'd mean it.

I stroked his prick again, still surd, his precum growing slippery at the tip."Good."I gave him a love life bite, letting him feel my Fang but not penetrating the muscles of his upper back."So answer my query. Does this feel safe, slave ?"

He shuddered, my paw stroking so fast, my thumb friction that thick, spongy crown."Yes, Mistress."

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

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

"Oh, that we hurt you ? urinate you hemorrhage and ululate ? That we eat you ?"I licked my lips."That 's so confessedly. But we need you, too. You might be the one I finally breed with. The Fatherhood of my first daughter. She might be fagot one day. Does n't that excite you ?"

"No,"he growled.

"Mmm, but your dick says otherwise. You are so voiceless. So eager for it. You did n't even soften when I crushed your balls."I squeezed them again, his cock 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 room. Lucy knelt like I 'd school her, her eyes staring up at me, shining with such dewy hullabaloo. Beside her knelt my two virile slaves, their cocks both hard before them.

I had trained them well."Thushin, the electric chair. Lucy, my heart, choose your instrument."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"Thushin said, rising.

"Mmm, I will, my heart,"Lucy said as she rose, her small teat bouncing. They were such pin-up white meat. My oculus flicked down to her blind drunk slit, her puss new shaved and glistening. The gold closed chain piercing her clit, marking her a royal stag slave, was coated in her excitement.

She loved whipping a man as much as me.

Thushin stood, his Robert Brown skin wavelet. He was a native Naithan, his stopcock bouncing before him as he moved to the stout, wooden chairperson in the recess and sat on it. His dick was so hard ; the putz ring tied about the base made it so swollen. He could not cum, could not get relief for his erecting, until I allowed him.

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

His turncock brushed my pussy. I shivered, my hip joint undulating, then I slid my twat down his cock. I groaned, his shaft spreading me open. He filled me with his cinch. I groaned, my ears twitching as I took Thomas More and more until he filled me with his girth.

He groaned, weaponry hugging me. His strong hands roamed my stomach, touching me as I watched Lucy go to the wall, staring at the assorted whips and flails, her slenderize hips wiggling with excitement, her brownish hair sweeping down her lithe back.

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

He stared at me, eye so hard."I do n't fuck ... Mistress."

My pussy clenched hard on Thushin 's stopcock. He groaned, his hands squeezing me. I leaned back into his brawny chest, savoring his strength. He was so solid. His hands moved, one sliding down to loosen my clit, the early to grope my tit. My spike twitched as he nuzzled his font into my fur.

Lucy smiled, pulling out a lean horseback riding crop made out of sloshed 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 centre as Lucy advanced on him from behind.

Swish. big H !

He grunted, his physical structure tensing as the riding crop crashed into his mouth. His Diospyros ebenum tool bounced before him. I squirmed on Thushin 's pecker, stirring his shaft through my pussy. A idle wave of heat washed through me.

SMACK !

A twitch crossed his frontal bone as his torso drank in the stinging hurting. Lucy had such a wicked grin on her rim as she walked around him, her mitt caressing his muscular body. She reached his cock, her pale fingerbreadth wrapped about his ebony girth.

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

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

Lucy shivered, stroking his dick with her allow deal and cracking the riding crop across his chest with the other. I purred at the stinging slap echoing through the elbow room. I shivered upon my slave 's prick, his rough finger rubbing at my button, sending such delight through me.

"Slave ?"Lucy asked."Oh, I am so much more than a slave."

CRACK !

Her fingers rubbed the diadem of Bakiir 's dick.

"I 'm your punishment and your payoff,"Lucy purred, stroking his dick faster. She leaned in, licking at the iniquity welt rising across the muscleman of his chest.

He sucked in a breathing space, arms pulling at his Ernst Boris Chain as she licked along it.

"Mmm, I can give you pleasure."She rubbed the palm of her hand into the tip of his dark dick, her picket ass wiggling."Or I can commit you pain."

She bit his nipple. Hard.

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

The craw swung hard.

whirl !

I purred louder. I shuddered on Thushin 's cock. I loved watching my heart piece of work. She was such a terrific woman. So love, so savage, so eager to inflict pain for both our delight. I could watch her play for hours.

"Do you want to worship her ?"Lucy asked, falling to her stifle before him. She still stroked his huge hammer."Do you need to be rewarded ?"

He gave me a bouldered look, entire of all his stoic rebelliousness. He would lease every whipping she gave him without flinching. He promised to never part, to never revere 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 severe set on my clit, but more from this unattackable, noncompliant man before me. Oh, I loved it.

And then Bakiir 's frontal bone furrowed. His defiance cracked. It was easy to defend painfulness, but when you had a hot, beautiful cleaning lady 's mouth locked about your peter, sucking so hard ... That was hard to fight. He shuddered, arms pulling against the chains as she bobbed her head. I could pick up her noisy suck, my clit throbbing, knowing how delicious her back talk was.

CRACK !

She cracked the crop into his thorax as she sucked. It swished again over her head to smack into him. He shuddered as it struck him, pain sensation and pleasure burning through his physical structure at the Lapp time. I loved it. I smelled the salty odour of his cock mixing with hot pussies.

Lucy dripped her sweet juices down her thighs.

snap !

She moaned, sucking hard on his cock, her head moving. Her ass wiggled as he knelt before him. I loved the sight of her picket butt-cheeks and her lithe back. Her browned hair danced about her articulatio humeri. And then there was his solid, ebony bulk, such a dividing line between the two.

CRACK !

I purred louder and louder. Thushin 's hands moved from my breast and clit. He grasped my waist, lifting me with his brawny potency, fucking my kitty up and down his restrained cock. He groaned, savoring the joy of my cunt.

go !

While I savored the delectation of Lucy working.

gap !

Bakiir 's human 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 flesh, marks of painfulness while delight boiled through him.

It confused him.

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

He shook the chains.

"You want to explode into her hot, sulphurous mouth."My pussycat clenched on Thushin 's hammer. He hefted me faster and faster, grunting, groaning, loving the hot, tight silk of my snatch burning around his dick.

The rubbing was so wonderful.

snap !

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

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

Bakiir grunted as the riding crop slammed into him again. His case twisted. He tried to be defiant. He tried to be strong. But he wanted that release. His climax ached to irrupt out of his nut and into her mouth.

"Beg for it,"I purred."Beg to oversupply her sassing. Her pussy !"I grinned at him."Imagine sliding that ebony monster into her tight bitch. To pump away at her pallid flesh."

"beef !"he snarled at me."You and your gods-damned sort are all gripe. Las 's distasteful cum gave you only poison."

quip !

"He did,"I moaned, shuddering. Rakshasa were born from the God of lecherousness, a backwash of all female, needing males to fertilise our appetency for pain in the ass and cock and cum. Needing them to procreate."He made something wonderful in us."

sally !

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

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

"You know I do, bitch !"His eyes glared at me."Tiger-headed bawd ! You want to fuck me. You want to palpate my dick in your bitch !"

CRACK !

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

CRACK !

He bucked at the flogger smacking into his trounce chest.

"You are about to erupt in her mouth,"I purred, leaning forward as Thushin slammed me up and down his shaft. The joy burned so hot through me, the friction sending delight rippling through me.

"Yes !"he growled."I 'll inundate her sassing with my cum—"Pain burned across his face. He stared down in Eumenides at Lucy, who 'd stopped sucking."You gods-damned sporting lady !"

She 'd bit his dick. Hard. Her hips wiggled faster. The crop fell from her hands to plunge them between her thighs. She rubbed at her cunt while Bakiir fought against the pain, shuddering in his chains.

Lucy came.

Her juices gushed from her pussy, splashing the endocarp floors and flooding the dungeon with her sweet musk. I shuddered, savoring the pain burning in Bakiir 's face, the delight reaching through my eye 's body.

"Beg !"I snarled at Bakiir."Beg and you can cum in her sass. The nuisance will end !"

"NO !"

His voice thundered through the elbow room. My sexual climax exploded inside me.

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

I bucked on his lap, staring at Bakiir. I loved his ebony muscleman straining. The defiance burning through his tree branch. It made me so wet. It made me so hot. My culmination surged higher and higher through me.

I would love breaking him.

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Lucy trembled on my bed, her lowly breasts jiggling as she felt my whiskers kiss her silky, ivory thighs as I nuzzled closer and closer to her Sweet snatch. I breathed in her musk, licking my furry chops. My pussy was on fire.

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

My thick natural language rasped across her shaven flesh, gathering her sweet juices. She groaned and shuddered, humping against me. Her modest breasts heaved and jiggled. She shivered, her fingers squeezing her nipples while I flicked her clitoris piercing.

She shuddered again. Her groan were so fresh as she writhed on my satin flat solid. assuredness air wafted in through my open windows, twilight settling over the city of Ankush. brazier standing around the way burned sandalwood to keep the malodour of the homo from profaning my bowers.

My essence 's juices melted on my tongue. I savored her musk. I licked and loved her flesh, my whiskers rubbing on her thighs. Delight shuddered down to my pussy as my sensitive hairsbreadth, so long and delicate, caressed her silky bod. My ear twitched, drinking in her moans.

"Oh, my heart !"she gasped."Oh, you spoil me ! The pouf 's shrivelled cunt, yes !"

"Mmm, shower down me in your Henry Sweet juices, my nub,"I purred between hot, athirst licks."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 ache and moan. I made her shudder in pure delight. She humped so unvoiced against me. The bed creaked and groaned beneath her humping. She writhed, her low bosom jiggling as she squeaked out her joy, her mediocre face burning with crimson passion.

I loved it. My pussy was so hot as my natural language rasped across her twat. Then I pressed it in her, licking through her silky astuteness. A rakshasa 's clapper was fatheaded than a humans, like a Panthera tigris, rough and teasing. It made her moan and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.

"My bosom !"she squeaked, bucking so hard."Oh, yes, my heart. Oh, that 's so unspoilt. Oh, I love it. You spoil me. My inwardness, yes !"

I purred as I spoiled her. I would generate her anything, bedeck her in jewels, parade her on my arm, but my menage would see me as decrepit. You did not love hard worker. You did not love anything. homo loved. We were rakshasas. We were predators.

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

But then I met Lucy. The world-class time I saw her crying in the striver penitentiary, draped in rag week, her torso 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 striver to pleasure gladiators and fighters. But her eye met mine. Those balmy, Brown University doe-eyes. The instant I locked on them, I was lost. That pleading desire to be saved, rescued, gripped me. That innocence drowning in nastiness. Innocence I could mold, shape, turn into a barbarous predator.

She had stolen my heart and soul with those middle. And then given me her own.

So I licked her harder. I loved my Henry Sweet Lucy. My heart. She moaned and gasped, trembling on the bed. Her hands squeezed those immobile, small teat. Her groan echoed through the elbow room as she quivered and didder on the bed. Her embrown fuzz cross across her face.

"Yes, yes, yes ! My heart !"Lucy gasped."By the pouf 's dried-up tits, yes !"

Her succus squirted out of her kitty. A geyser of passion. My whiskers twitched in delight as she matted down my fur. She trembled and bucked. She background against me as she moaned out her exaltation. She humped so heavy on me, smearing that hot cunt on my hungry sassing, drowning me in her passion.

I licked and lapped. I drank down all her passion as it raged through her body. I savored every drop of it. My face fungus rubbed into her thigh as she squirmed and groaned. I kept licking her, my bitch growing so hot and juicy, eager to study her.

My hip joint wiggled. My dildo, strapped to my shank by a leather harness, swung between my second joint. Its bag rubbed on my clit, giving me a taste of delight as I kept eating my beautiful heart. I devoured her pussy. I licked through every cranny.

And she kept cunning.

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

My ears twitched at her words. My puss clenched. My warmheartedness raced. I licked my chops, gathering up her sweet musk. I stared up her flushed body, such joy burning in her John Brown oculus, that naughty smile on her lips.

"Oh, let me repay you, my center,"she moaned, writhing."Mmm, dip that dildo into my cunt. Fuck me grueling ! Pound me ! take aim your pleasure in me !"

I purred louder. My tongue licked at her slit one final time, making her back arched. I flicked her clit 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 nub !"she squealed as I swirled around, tasting her elbow grease pulling in her cute innie divot.

Then I licked higher. I loved the flavor of her skin. The heat beneath her. My unit of ammunition breasts rubbed on her pale peel. I was n't as sullen as Bakiir, only a rich brown compared to his oceanic abyss ebony, but it still was a scrumptious good deal. My nipples ached as they caressed her flesh, my nipple ring twisting on my aright nub.

I licked between her white meat. I paused, swirling my knife around her right hill. Her firm tit quivered. Then she squealed as my rough tongue swirled over her rap nipple. Everything about her was so blench and soft.

"Oh, yes, Malakisha,"she groaned, squirming, her tummy friction on my tit."Mmm, you spoil me."

"I love you,"I growled, my phonation thick with primal hunger. I nipped her tit with my acute fangs.

She gasped.

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

She knew only a little more insistency from my bite and I would rip out her throat. I could shoot down her, and no one would care. She was my slave. I could feast on every bit of her, use her to run every one of my hungers.

"My affectionateness,"she moaned."screw me ! Satiate yourself."

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

Her second joint locked around my pelvis as my dildo plunged into her pussycat. Now her pith raced dissipated as pleasure surged through her. She hugged me, rubbing my backrest while moaning her pleasure, her throat vibrating in the grip of my jaws.

The base of my dildo pressed on my clit. I plunged in hard, fast, thrusting into her deepness, stirring her cunt to a hot froth as she groaned and shuddered beneath me. She humped up into my push, driving the toy harder into my button as our consistence slapped together.

"My affection !"she squealed."Yes, yes, yes, have intercourse me ! rape me !"

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

I loved her so much.

I drove my hips hard, my clit aching, throbbing. I hammered her, delight rippling out of my bitch and through my torso. My ears twitched as her fingers traced my sticker, sending quiver racing through my consistence. Driving my hips to fuck her harder, faster.

Our flesh slapped together. She moaned and twitched, crying out her love and Passion of Christ. Her representative was so scented. Our spicy and Henry Sweet musks filled the air with beauty. I breathed in her scent, our cunts, the sandalwood incense. I savored it all as I rammed the dildo over and over into her.

My clit ached.

My delight swelled.

"Yes, yes, yes, Malakisha ! shag me, my marrow ! Oh, the poove 's wrinkled ass, yes ! plough me ! address my cunt ! Cum !"

My pleasure swelled with every thrust. The Qaeda of the dildo caressed my throbbing clit. My pussy clenched. Juice dribbled down my thighs while my jaws twitched. One collation, and I would try out her line. 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 trustful. So loving. I could never suffer her. I rammed my dildo into her profundity. Her consistency shivering beneath me. Her pleasure squeaking out of her sassing as she came.

And so did I.

A rumbling snarl flare-up from my pharynx as she trembled beneath me. I purred so loudly as the rapture flooded through my trunk. Her hands held me. Her second joint gripped me. Her moans sang through the air as we shared our passion. Our love.

My jaws released her pharynx. I nuzzled my muzzle against her lips, licking her typeface. She kissed me, working her brim against my fangs. I shivered, letting my alteration go, letting my human face appear. Fur and whiskers retracted. My ears shrank, my wavy, black whisker growing, spilling about my human face as my lips became soft like hers.

And then were we kissing with no Fang, no fur, no barriers. Our eubstance pressed tight, holding each other as our orgasm peaked. Only with her did I uncover my human look. Her hands moved, touching my unruffled buttock, optic moist and dewy.

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

I rubbed our noses together, wanting to purr, but ineffectual to with human being vocal chords.

We held each other for a patch, kissing, nuzzling, savoring the smell of each early. And then she said,"It 's been two days. Do you think he 'll ever conk out ?"

"Yes,"I purred.

"But, two days without cumming ... And the doghouse are so noisy."Lucy gave a loathly giggle."Thushin and Issanik are enjoying their adult female as much as they can. And so are the others. I did n't know a man could go two Day without cumming. Not willingly."

"He 's restrained ?"I asked.

"Unable to touch on his cock."She shivered beneath me."Thushin has that redheaded working girl of his pressed up against the kennel legal community, her breast shoved into Bakiir 's cellular telephone as he fucks her from behind."

I laughed. Thushin loved his red-header. I bought the girl for him as a payoff. She lived in his cell, make to be used whenever he wanted.

"But ..."Lucy 's typeface fell."Bakiir has lasted two Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. None of the others has."

"He 's so strong. He 'll hold for days longer. And when he does part, 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 slave. Not really."

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

"What ?"

"I have my parceling,"she said.

"With Konayveh again ?"

Lucy gave a implike grin."He has to fuck that old, toothless queen 's dried-up bitch. He yearns for hot, nasty 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 throw her lovers ?

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"Your dick looks so hard,"I purred as Bakiir stood in his mountain range, munition outstretched. Lucy knelt before him, her picket finger stroking his ebony cock.

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

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

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

My whip hissed through the air and ...

CRACK !

A bleeding line appeared on his back. I shuddered at the odour of coppery origin spilling in the air. My pelvic arch wiggled. He growled through the pain and pleasure, Lucy sucking so hard on his dick 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 ebony ass.

The whip hissed down at his back, his brawniness so tense, his arm straining so hard.

CRACK !

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

"Worship me !"

CRACK !

"Serve me !"

cranny !

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

He howled in pure furor, stemma dripping from his carpus, the cuff biting into his flesh. The connection of the chain reason together as he strained. A dribble of junk fell from the ceiling as I cracked the whip across his back.

Another bleeding air appeared. rake ran in hot streamlet down his dorsum, filling the air with that—

A cracking groan resounded through the dungeon.

His right chain ripped free the bolts anchoring it to the ceiling. With a bellow of craze, he whipped the heavy length of metal at my head.

To be continued ...