Britney loved her so much.
The Rakshasa grabbed the thick butt-plug, tapered to a point, and shoved it up Phillipa’s ass without any lube. Phillipa moaned in pain, her juices trickling out of her shaved pussy. Britney couldn’t resist taking a swipe with her tongue, savoring Phillipa’s tart pussy.
Then Britney grabbed the rope.
Phillipa knew how to move so Britney could tie her up, wrapping her beautiful body with complicated loops of rope. She had long been a fan of shibari, Japanese rope bondage. Phillipa’s breasts were bound, forcing them into two bulging mound, then Britney wrapped another rope through Phillipa’s groin, pulling it tight through the crack of her ass and across her pussy. Her labia engulfed the rope, soaking the fibers.
Her mate looked so beautiful tied up. Britney grabbed the nipple weights. They were quite heavy. Phillipa was bound in a kneeling position, her hands tied to her knees, her squeezed tits hanging beneath her. She screamed as Britney attached the first weight, the clamp biting into her nipple, the weight stretching out her tit.
“Remember the first time I clamped you,” Britney whispered, attaching the second weight. “You screamed so beautifully.”
“I do, Mistress,” Phillipa smiled, tears brimming in her eyes. “That was such a magical night. I loved every second of it, even if I couldn’t admit.”
Britney’s cock thrust hard in front of her. She grabbed Phillipa’s face and thrust her cock deep into her mouth. She grabbed the flogger, the tails made of fine links of chain, and brought it down hard on her mate’s pale ass.
Phillipa’s muffled screams vibrated around her cock as Britney brought the flogger down over and over, striping Phillipa’s ass in red welts. She thrust harder into her mate’s mouth, her breasts bouncing and the flogger snapping.
“Your ass is so beautiful welted red!” panted Britney, bringing the flogger down again. The clinking smack was so satisfying. “My beautiful, submissive whore!”
Phillipa’s tongue worked on her cock, her tear-filled eyes looking up at Britney with such submission and beauty. Britney thrust harder, pleasure flooding through her body. Her pussy dripped juices down her thighs and her cock itched with her need.
Crack!
“What a perfect slut you are!”
Crack!
“My beautiful, wonderful mate!”
Crack!
Phillipa moaned, sucking harder. The vibrations hummed through Britney’s cock.
Crack!
Britney’s body tensed. The moment neared.
Crack!
“I love you, cunt!” she moaned, cracking the chain flogger down. “You are perfect!”
Crack!
Britney shuddered and she tossed her head back, squeezing her green eyes. The flogger fell from her hand as her cock erupted, flooding her mate’s mouth with squirt after squirt of her cum. Phillipa swallowed, loving every drop, swirling her tongue around.
“Yes!” Britney hissed, digging her fingers into Phillipa’s scalp. “You are perfect.”
She pulled her cock out. Phillipa licked her salty lips.
“I love you, Mistress.”
Britney smiled, leaning down, and kissed her mate’s cum-stained lips.
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Sahabah, The Hidden Realm
Fumi lay on the bed on her side, a pillow beneath her pregnant belly. She was seven months along, Kyle’s daughter kicking in her stomach. She knew it was a daughter—Yuki-onna only bore daughters. Their daughter would have Fumi’s curse, but she wouldn’t suffer the same way Fumi had.
“We’ll find you a Si’lat bride with a cock,” Fumi whispered, stroking her stomach. “You’ll never have to experience the guilt of killing a man.”
Currents drifted through the palace harem, painting everything in the room green allowing Fumi to see with her Windsight. Her daughter wouldn’t have to sacrifice her sight to be with the man she loved. Fumi never regretted the cost, but she did miss seeing colors. No spell the witches had tried would fix her sight.
The Kami of the hot spring is far more powerful than three mortal witches.
The man she loved lounged on another bed. There were many beds scattered throughout the large room of his apartment. A very pregnant Chyna was pressed to his side, his mouth nursing from her ample tits. Kyle loved to drink breast milk from his concubines, and Fumi couldn’t wait for the day she nursed her husband.
Alexina rode his cock. Her pregnancy was only starting to show, casting a graceful curve to her belly beneath her breasts. The blonde rode Kyle with enthusiasm, stirring Fumi’s passion. The Yuki-onna’s lily-scented pheromones filled her nose, flooding through the room.
“Fuck her hard, Master,” purred Toni, lounging on the other side of Kyle. She was one of the few human concubines that hadn’t conceived a child. She was still on birth control. The concubines were staggering their pregnancies.
“Mistress,” Naila purred, stretching behind Fumi, pressing her small breasts into Fumi’s back. “I can smell your excitement.” The Si’lat concubine’s cock swelled, pressing into Fumi’s butt and leaking wonderful precum that stirred her succubus hungers. “Do you need to be fed?”
“Kyle always gets me excited when he plays with his concubines.” Fumi stirred. “Where’s your sister?”
“Playing with mother,” giggled Naila. “Tarah does love to fuck our mother’s cunt. It’s so very wrong.”
Fumi’s shuddered, picturing the young Si’lat atop Hawaa’s mature beauty, pumping her hips and spurting her incestuous cum into the woman. Fumi hoped Hawaa conceived a child. A Si’lat could only bear another Si’lat’s child. Fumi pussy itched, and she sat up awkwardly, clutching her swollen belly. Naila rolled onto her back, her cock jutting up.
“I need your cum,” Fumi moaned. “I need you to feed me and my growing daughter.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Naila moaned, her voice liquid desire.
Fumi straddled her concubine’s waist, seizing her hard cock and guiding it between her thighs. She brushed it against her pussy, her body tingling as Naila’s precum touched her pussy. Fumi needed the cum, sliding down the Si’lat’s cock.
“Oh, yes! I love your cunt, Mistress!”
Naila’s hands roamed up her swollen belly to her breasts. Her nipples ached and Naila’s massages relieved the soreness. Her breasts had swelled since her pregnancy, no longer the small hills, but growing into round melons. She shifted her hips, sliding up and down on her concubine’s delightful cock.
“Cum in me, Master! Flood my cunt!” gasped Alexina.
Fumi smelled Kyle’s release of cum, flooding his concubine’s cunt. Fumi’s pussy squeezed down on Naila’s dick, eager for the same taste of passion. She rose her hips up, swirling and twisting, then sliding back down, her pussy clenching down on the shaft.
“Oh, Master, that felt like a big load,” sighed Alexina, rolling off Kyle. Toni wasted no time burying her face between Alexina’s legs, licking and sucking his cum out.
“Give me a big load, slut!” Fumi hissed, riding her concubine faster. Her fingers found Naila’s perky tits, squeezing up and pinching at her nipple.
“Mistress, yes!”
Her bed shifted, Kyle’s naked, muscular form approaching her, his cock hard. He was so handsome. Fumi sent a breeze gusting, painting Kyle in perfect detail. His muscles were sculpted and rippling, a hungry grin crossing his face—a mix of Kurdish and Japanese features.