Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)
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				Title: <strong>Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:07:24</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i1067.photobucket.com/albums/u428/vostroya/View_from_Egyptian_Palace__by_AJ_Nowlin_Designs-1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Inside the Nei's palace in the Capital of Takrin lye's a large stateroom designed to impress important dignitaries coming from on and off world. Richly decorated with the finest silks and furniture. It has an expansive, open air view of the capital and is designed to allow maximum breeze from the hot summer days to flow through the room, providing a measure of comfort. Tapestrys and rich fabrics line the room from end to end to cover the walls. There are several rooms in the guest house. A few for sleeping, a full sparing area for training, a special room for punishing slaves, a library, and a dozen different baths and water bins for washing and cooling. Upon entering there is a large receiving area full of couches and cushions for discussing politics or more intimate encounters.</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:25:16</strong>
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				<strong>After going to the royal market and coming back to his quarters.</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> Prince Vakarius entered his temporary living quarters and took in the middle of the room. Enjoying the small breeze that rolled through the room, relaxing after being in the hot sun for so long. Then quickly taking off his long silk cape and throwing it onto the nearby bed. Then walking to a nearby bathing pool (http://www.sunandclimate.com/images/swimming-pool_heating.jpg) and stood near it. turning a few dials to allow fresh water into the pool, hot water was almost never needed due to the heat of the day. The prince preferred a cold to luke warm bath to remove dirt and grime from his body. Also his hair would need extensive care due to the harsh sun and dust. The prince then turned to see Khalida. His body had began the initial steps of sweating, so his torso now had a film of water on it. Glistening in the sun behind him. His dark tattoos covering his body now on full display to the new slave. <br><br>"<strong>The first lesson you will need to learn is how to remove my armor and bath me. Lets see if you can get it on the first try. Remember punishment, reward</strong>" He said with a slight smile. Walking over to a small chair and removed his crown from his brow. Setting it down on the chair. Its gold had been polished to an almost mirror shine. Showing the wealth it must have taken to make such a ornate piece of jewelry out of&nbsp; such raw materials. Brushing through his long hair with his hands for a minute to remove some sand that had accumulated in it. Then turning his back towards her and outstretching his arms and waited for her to begin.
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 18:42:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Khalida went forward nervously and quickly assessed the fastenings on the Prince's armour. To her relief the design of the fastenings was reasonably similar to that Of Takrin armour. Of course the Prince's wargear was of far better quality, both in workmanship and materials than she had seen before. <br><br>Though it had been nearly four years since Khalida had been stripped of her armour, donning and removing it had been a daily ritual and she had removed her mistress's armour when required too. Khalida started as was Takrin custom with the metal greaves protecting the Prince's legs. When both sets of leg armour were removed Khalida moved onto the shoulder pieces.<br><br>The armour that protected the Prince's arms and his gauntlets were removed last. This was the Takrin order of things and Khalida hoped that Nesstran was likewise. She had already noted the armourer's dummy in the corner of the room so she carried the wargear to it once all was removed. She strapped the armour onto the dummy tightly, this would ensure that the armour and all the fastenings retained their shape.<br><br>When she was done, Khalida assumed the kneeling slave stance in front of the Prince and bowed her head.<br><br>"Master?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 18:58:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div>"<strong>Good Khalida, you learn quickly, some of that past is coming back to you.</strong>" He said with a smile and quickly removed the silk cloth that covered his most intimate parts. Showing his muscular legs and sizable package. His tattoos that had run from his neck to torso also appeared to continue all the way down to his feet. It must have been an excruciating experience to get such covering all at once. The prince rubbed his free arms to work out some kinks in his muscles before he dipped his feet into the water on the first step, turning to meet Khalida's gaze.<br><br>"<strong>Join me, and take that gaudy fishnet off, it stiffles your beauty, that is another thing we will have to make amends for.</strong>" He said then fully committing to the water. Making a quick lap in the pool to make sure the loose silt and grim came off his body. Then returning to the edge. "<strong>Time for a true wash. Show me the way you used to please your mistress in the water. All this time in the stars has left me without much pampering, so lets see if you still have those skills.</strong>" He said swimming up to a small ledge in the water and sitting down on it. Waiting for the slave to wash him.<br><br>He closed his eyes during the procedure. Letting out a deep exhale of breath in order to finally relax from the days trials. "<strong>Tell me, what was your mistress like?</strong>" He asked softly
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 23:51:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Knelt in front of the Prince as she was, when her master stripped himself Khalida's head was level with his crotch. Though she did not move her head to stare, the slave did slyly raise her eyes to his manhood. The Prince was as well endowed as any choice male bedslave Khalida judged, and a slight colouring rose to her cheeks at her temerity to assess a master so.<br><br>The Prince commanded his slave to join him and to wash him. Whilst he swum a lap of the pool, Khalida gathered what was required. Taking a finely crafted glass jar of soap and a large sponge, a rarity on the desert world of Takrin and a costly imported luxury. Khalida soaped her body well, working up a rich creamy lather over her breasts, stomach and loins. <br><br>"Tell me, what was your mistress like?" The Prince asked.<br><br>Khalida started her washing of the Prince, seating herself close behind him her legs spread to encircle his hip. Her soapy body pressed up against his back. Khalida moved her body sinuously, her breasts massaging and soaping the Prince. Her warm body molded to his as she moved, supple as a snake to ensure that every inch of his back was soaped and scrubbed by the contact.<br><br>"Master, my mistress was a warrior." Khalida began. "A soldier of the Ssinn'urn Elghinn, the beautiful death. Or at least that was so when first I wore her collar. She was a hard mistress, but fair. I was never whipped for amusement, only for my transgressions or in instruction."<br><br>Satisfied that the Prince's back was thoroughly soaped, Khalida rose and reapplied the diminished lather to her body. Stepping around the Prince she sat in his lap and as she had done with his back used her lithe body to massage and clean his chest and stomach. With her knees spread to his sides her bald sex was pressed against his genitals. Her hips rotated, so that her soap covered mons caressed his cock and ballsack.<br><br>"When the Nei's war was won my mistress left the military." Khalida whispered, her face only inches from the Prince's. "She bought herself a property here in the capital and searched for a woman fit to be her wife. Alas the woman she chose, the daughter of a merchant, regarded me as a rival. My mistress was always of a lusty nature and her new wife feared she could not compete with a trained bedslave when it came to lovemaking."<br><br>Khalida picked up the sponge and used it to soap those parts of the Prince that her body had not touched. His arms, his legs and his neck she gently soaped.<br><br>"And so I found myself in the marketplace master." Khalida concluded. "Where I was purchased as tribute to you, oh Prince."
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 00:58:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The prince finally began to relax in the pool as Khalida began to rub his back with the soap suds. He was surprised by the way she was doing it, but he seemed to enjoy it so he didn't question it. As his body was cleaned he listened to the slave talk about her mistress. He found himself drifting in and out of her speech, her glorious body was beginning to distract his mind. "<strong>She sounds like an honorable woman, but had fallen victim to the classic hubris of jealousy.</strong>" he spoke finally. He voice lacking the severity as it normally did, but now as a calm, warming voice.<br><br>Khalida was now in front of him. In his mind he thanked his merchant friend for finding this prize. Her face was a few inches from his face, but she was focused on her task more than him. Her mound was now rubbing against his genitals, he quickly became hard from her attentions and a slight grunt from him trying to block out the lusty thoughts came over him. His mind now wanted her more than it wanted to be clean. Once his chest was throughly clean his left hand went to her mound and began to play with her folds. The light touch and water began to work their magic on her as she began to finish his right arm. Once she was he merely switched hands. Keeping constant contact with her neither regions.<br><br>"<strong>Now what were you like before the collar? I'm sure you were a proud warrior</strong>" He said continuing his assault on her body.<br><br>With two fingers he now spread her folds open while his middle finger played in he slit and began to play with the budding clit. He could feel it harden with his touch, but this only encouraged his ministrations while she finished up with his torso and arms. Once she moved slightly back to work on the legs his hands moved to her firm and supple breasts. Giving them a light massage and rubbing the nipples just enough to ensure that they too would harden in his touch. She quickly finished washing his body his left her body and went underwater and cleared his body of the lathered soap and came back to the surface and walked back to the edge.<br><br>"<strong>Now it is time for the hair, it will require more attention than the body, it is damaged from the intense sun here, do a good enough job and I will allow your release that your body wants apparently, do poorly and I will tease you till you do.</strong>"
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 07:01:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>As she cleansed her master, Khalida was unsurprised to feel his fingers on her bald sex. What did surprise the slavegirl was the skill with which those fingers caressed her. Males in her experiance lacked the finesse to gauge a female's body's response to stimulation and either proceeded too quickly or too hesitantly. This was only to be expected. Males were simpler creatures, their stimulation was easy to judge unlike a woman's and lacking the soft folds of the stronger sex were ignorant in such matters.<br><br>The Prince though showed the subtle skill worthy of a trained bedslave. His touch was light but insistant, caressing the soft folds of her labia and waking her sexual arousal with it's persistance. His fingers advanced and grew bolder in their assault in carefully measured stages, to inexorably heighten her stimulation.<br><br>Her master's own arousal was clearly evident, as she had caressed him with her loins his cock had swollen to impressive size and rigidity. In her state of increasingly heated arousal, Khalida felt her cunt clench and spasm at the thought of it entering her and relieving her need. <br><br>"Now what were you like before the collar? I'm sure you were a proud warrior" He asked her casually.<br><br>"Oooh master." Khalida began, her words tremulous as his finger assaulted the bud of her clitoris and her sensitive nubbin swelled at the touch. "My clan, if truth be told were more brigand than soldier."<br><br>"We ranged the desert far and wide, striking caravans and villages swiftly." Khalida said. "The choicest of the women, free or slave we would throw across our saddles and make off with. The rest we would rob and rape and leave to mourn their loss."<br><br>"I was a young warrior, lusty and headstrong." I took whatever I desired with no thought to the risk. "I carried away merchant's daughters and abandoned them when my lust was sated. I laughed and whored and bragged and fought with my sisters in arms."<br><br>Khalida gave a soft moan as her folds were parted and the Prince teased the interior of her sex with the lightest of touches. She was damp and hot to his touch and the muscles of her cunt fluttered and spasmed beneath his caress. He took her breasts in his hands, abandoning her aroused sex and soon her nipples were engorged and stiff.<br><br>The Prince commanded that Khalida wash his hair, promising her release if she did well and continued teasing if not. Khalida set to her last, lathering the prince's hair with the rare oils that the Nei's guestchambers were supplied. Her fingers caressed his scalp, working the oils and lather deep into his hairs roots.
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 15:14:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The princes lust was truely starting to build now. Khalidas soft mews and moans were only encouraged his actions. He had learned his expert touch from a young age of 18 when his father wanted him to 'man up' in his own words since the prince was such a book worm. The king had aissigned him several bed slaves to teach him how to please a woman. He was clumsy and sloppy at first but just like his academia. He was an apt student, soon he was having the slaves scream his name in pleasure from his fingers delicate touch.<br><br>As the slave talked about her past, Vakarius continued his ministrations on her body. Touching her in all the rift places but just enough to keep her on the edge of orgasim. Denying her that pleasure, she would have to earn her release as a slave. "<strong>a warrior pirate huh? I've made my name destroying and killing people like your past self. People like that are the bain of my existance. You just earned yourself further teasing.</strong>" He said teasing her a little. His hand once again went down to her hairless mound. This time however he found the elusive clit. Still hard from his touch, and slowly rubbed the side of the hard nob with two of his fingers. Rubbing it with the sides of his fingers, keeping the clit in the middle. Maintaining constant pressure on the bud. He could feel the shuttering of her body from his touch and that also made him smile. She was getting close, but the prince was an expert at keeping slaves at just the edge of the release. All to the point of making them beg for release wether they wanted to or not.<br><br>As she started to wash his hair, he stopped his pleasure torture of her body to allow her to finish her work on his scalp, which did need dire attention. But this did not reduce his own lust. His hairless cock was starting to reach its own heights. It seemed to have a mind of it's own, starting to throb and rubbing on he outer folds of her sex. The two bodies wanted to be together but it was only the will of the prince that prevented it from happening.<br><br>"<strong>Tell me Khalida, how do you think you are doing? Evaluate your own performance.</strong>" Vakarius said as she massaged his scalp earning her a few grunts and moans from the prince as she worked out the tangles and knots. His mind was starting to cloud so much that he was beginning to think of just pushing the slave over the edge of the pool and mount her right then and there. Remind her of the barbarian pleasure she was accustomed to. It was starting to become a real possibility.
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 20:58:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Khalida was finding it difficult to keep her mind on her task. The Prince teased her in short measures, stroking her clitoris or labia and then witholding his touch. Her sexual arousal was fueled, but maddeningly so with her body aching for his caresses to continue and complete their work. She had to stifle a moan of frustration when he casually announced her admission of being a brigand in her former life had earned her prolonged teasing.<br><br>The slave could see that her master was fully aroused himself, his cock was stiff as a scimitar. The Prince's genitals were hairless, Khalida noted with pleasure. Takrin custom was for both sexes to rigourously defoliate upon reaching adulthood. She wondered if this was the same for Nesstrans. She herself had been bathed in pools that eliminated all body hair up to her neck when she had been enslaved. This she had found to be a blessing, since that day not hair had returned. How the Prince resisted the urge to take her Khalida did not know. In her experiance males had been easily manipulated when their blood flowed to their cocks and starved their inferior brains. Now however it was she who was being driven to distraction by her arousal.<br><br>"I hope that I am performing well, master." Khalida replied to his question. "It is rather strange to be pampering a male rather than my former mistress though."<br><br>Khalida rinsed off the Prince's hair with fresh water kept in ornate jugs by the pool. First using lukewarm water and then cool. She combed his long hair, leaving it fresh and shining healthily.
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 23:03:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> As Khalida finished her cleaning of the prince. He also stopped his assault on her body. Enjoying the feel of the cool water against his head. The combing also helped him ease into relaxation and take his mind off of the slave for a moment. Once again going underwater to wash out the remainder of the filth that may still be on his body. Coming back to the surface, he once again approached the edge of the pool, but instead of his normal demeanor, it seemed that lust had finally overtaken him. He went over to Khalida and with a swift stroke pulled her out of the water and mounted her across the edge of the pool. His arms now holding her up and her legs still in the water. Leaving her in the perfect position for intimacy.<br><br>"<strong>You are doing excellent, much better than any I have seen before, but there is still much to learn.</strong>"<br><br>The prince quickly prepared himself to finally release his lust, but at the last minute he regained his composure, pushing back the barbarian lust monster. He started his gentle touching of her mound once again. Ensuring that it became wet and ready for entrance. Making sure she was at the absolute cliff edge. One simple stroke of the clit one time would be enough to send her over the edge, but he held back. Moving to her breasts and massaging them once again.<br><br>"<strong>You know you want it Khalida. Just say want you want and I may give it to you...</strong>" He said, his voice deeper and sensual.
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 23:40:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>The Prince sluiced the last remnants of any dirt from his body with a dip into the pool. When he returned to the edge he moved with the speed and accuracy of the Takrin cobra. Khalida let out a surprised gasp as she was seized and thrust up and over the pool's ledge. <br><br>Believing that at last her master meant to mount her, Khalida eagerly spread her legs. Instead his fingers returned to her heated sex, worrying her clitoris and making the slavgirl whimper and&nbsp; tremble with unsatisfied lust. As before, just as release was upon her the Prince's fingers moved on. Leaving Khalida almost sobbing with want.<br><br>Khalida's full rounded breasts were crushed in his grasp, the pliant flesh massaged and kneaded by strong fingers. Her nipples were so engorged that they throbbed and ached at the slightest touch.<br><br>"You know you want it Khalida. Just say want you want and I may give it to you..."&nbsp; Her Prince encouraged.<br><br>"Use me master." Khalida begged. "Use your cock on me please. I am on fire. Please have mercy on your poor slave my lord. Sheath your cock in poor Khalida's cunt."
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 04:15:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> "<strong>As you wish.</strong>" He said lustfully. His ring finger went to her clit once more. This time however he gave it the release it wanted. The finger slid across her clit without the finesse that the prince had done before. This time he went across the flesh roughly, the prince considered this his ace in the hole, once his finger was back to the edge the brain would short circuit and a mind blowing orgasm would fire. Since Khalida was on the edge for so long, this maneuver insured that the orgasm would wash over her. At the same time he positioned his cock at her slit, once the finger was in position he shoved his girth into her tight slit with the force and ferocity that his lust had built up during the day. Releasing all of his cocks pent up lust.<br><br>He moaned when he entered her. Even though he knew she had probably had multiple partners in the past. Her sex was still as soft and tight. He knew the orgasm would be washing over her soon. But this would not stop the prince. Not now, there was too much lust to release to stop now. He let his body finally have the control it wanted. Starting his stroke off with several heavy thrusts. The slapping of their flesh against each other was the only sound in the room. His cock was starting to throb inside of her. Slightly expanding with the increased blood flow. <br><br>Now with his hairless cock fully lubricated from Khalida's wetness, he started his full swing. Leaning into it and quickly grabbing a hold of her left breast, with his other hand steadying himself by grabbing her hip. He played with her nipple till it was rock hard in his hand. Lightly twisting and pinching it to make sure his cock was not the only thing giving her release.
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				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 06:37:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>"As you wish." <br><br>The Prince touched Khalida's throbbing clitoris once more, but this time his finger did not simply tease. Her excited bud was rubbed roughly, stimulating it harshly and sending the slave over the edge.<br><br>"Master!" Khalida cried out and the tremors of orgasm took her.<br><br>Even as the girl started to gasp and tremble in sexual release, the Prince entered her. Khalida moaned in satisfaction as the shaft of her master's cock thrust hard inside as waves of pent up sexual desire had her almost swooning. The Prince fucked her hard, her cunt clenching at his cock as she orgasmed. His body buffeted hers as his crotch slapped against her.<br><br>Khalida was seized by the hip and the breast, her master holding the quivering girl still enough to shaft her with a hard and rapid ferocity. His rigid flesh felt hot and huge inside her and her orgasm was prolonged by his well timed assault. To her delighted awe, the trough follinging her climax was shallow. Khalida could feel a second release building even as the last lapping waves of the first receded.<br><br>"Oh master!" She cried again.<br><br>Her nipple was pinched and teased, adding to her arousal as the Prince's body slammed against her own and his magnificent phallus claimed the slave as his property and plaything. Khalida at last gathered her wits enough to respond to his actions rather than just orgasm mindlessly. She thrust her sex back to meet his thrusts, using her well developed cunt muscles to knead and massage the rock hard cock sheathed inside her quim.
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				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 07:02:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The prince could feel her cunt spasm around his cock as he pounded her relentlessly. He could feel her bodies relief to finally be filled by a phallus of such a large size. He was sure that she had pleasure slaves in the past pound her as well, but they were brutes most of the time from his experience. They did not know the finer details to sex that Vakarius had. He was far from done with this woman. He would make her beg for more and more until her body would collapse from the exhaustion. It was a well guarded secret within the royal house of Apsolus that the prince had a sexual libido like no other. He had one of the largest harem of slave women from all over the known empire. He was young, had power, and everything he wanted, but it was not enough to him. He always wanted more, and he always found a way to get what he wanted.<br><br>Each time he thrust into her he was not just pleasing himself, he was also searching for an elusive little inner bud. The g spot that all women had. That little rough patch of nerves that would send women over the edge in just a few strokes. after a dozen strokes he was finally able to find it, but he would need to switch positions to effectively access it and unlock its power. He slowed his strokes for a moment and gave her heart shaped ass a quick spank to get her mind back to earth from the netherworld of pleasure. Giving the reddened flesh a quick squeeze before he let go and pulled out of her dripping sex. His cock now fully lubed and ready for the next stage.<br><br>Once she was turned over on her back, the prince pulled her up from the edge of the pool and using his well developed muscles held her in his arms before he re-entered her with such ferocity that it made his earlier start seem like a tease. Fully penetrating her with the full length of his girth, the tip and under end of his cock rubbed against the rough patch of her g spot. Sending electricity both down his own spine and it sure would do the same for her. Holding her back with his hands around her waist and arm across her shoulders, he once again began his strokes in earnest. He knew he was approaching his own orgasm but he would ensure that she would beg him to allow her to release him of his seed. Her sex was now pulling and sucking on his cock, wanting more and more from it. He realized that he had not even left the pool but it did not matter to him now. He was in the middle of his passion throws and nothing would stop him now. His head went to her neglected right breast and with his tongue in between hard breaths he teased the now firm nipple with his tongue and gently pulled on it with his teeth. He could smell the sweet perfume from the market that slavers used to entice buyers and the smooth and creamy skin only made the Prince madder with lust. The woman was an angel of lust to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 20:10:46</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Khalida worked the inner muscles of her cunt around the Prince's cock as he thrust into her. The strength and finesse of her muscles had been honed in the qu'ellar d' orlinggrothen and with any normal male she could have felt confident in milking the seed from his balls at will. With the Prince it was not so, he had the willpower it seemed to resist her stimulation and would only ejaculate when he wished it.<br><br>The Prince's shafting ceased abruptly, before Khalida had guessed his intention his cock was withdrawn and the slave found herself unceremoniously flipped over onto her back. The Prince reached beneath and lifted her into the air. A thrust of his hips and his cock sunk to it's hilt inside her. He started to pound her again, with even more force than before. <br><br>Khalida gave a cry as the head of his cock found the sweet spot in her sheath. She realised that her body had been precisely held at the angle necessary for his thrusts to press against the small patch of sensitive nerves. As she moaned in lust at the stimulation such action gave her, she appreciated the skill the Prince had shown in locating the pleasure zone. She knew of it's existance from her bedslave's training and made good use of her knowledge when pleasuring her mistress. For one who was not a bedslave to know and be able to exploit the sweet spot was unheard of.<br><br>The slavegirl felt herself climaxing once more and she cried out as her cunt's muscles rippled and clutched at the Prince's cock. She was half delirious from the ecstasy and pleasure she was receiving.<br><br>"Oh my Prince, fill your poor slave with your seed." Khalida pleaded. "Empty yourself into my unworthy cunt I beg you master."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 21:17:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The prince's climax was fast approaching. The sucking motion that Khalida was using her cunt muscles for was bringing the royal to the edge. He also noticed that her cunt was now openly dripping and wet from her constant teasing. Her once quiet and muffled moans were replaced with open cries of ecstasy. As he reached the peak his thrusts only became harder. Almost taking his cock all the way out before slamming it back in with all his might, ensuring that the tip rubbed against her sweet spot roughly.<br><br>Her third orgasm washed over like a raging river, but it would not stop the Prince from having his fun with her. As he was so close and the slave was now properly begging for his seed. He chose now to release his final lust into her. His mouth going from her breast to the nip between her neck and shoulder he kissed then just as he shot his seed into her awaiting cunt he slightly nibbled on the sweet spot on the neck. Adding pleasure and pain to the mix, just to jumble her brain more than it already was. He could feel the climax just about to approach so his last move was one final long thrust into her. His seed shot into her dripping sex with force, mixing with her own juices. The warm cream coating her wet walls and began to drip out of her with his cock still buried in her. Even after he had stopped his thrusts he could still feel her pussy sucking and throbbing on his still hard cock. As if it wanted more from him. His breathing was now labored and heavy as he slowly removed himself from her and set her down on the edge of the pool once again.<br><br>He went to the edge of the pool as well to regain his breath from such a laborious task. His cock still hard from the engagement and covered in juices from her cunt. He leaned back onto his arms, trying to bring his breathing down. His shaft moving in sync with his heavy breaths.<br><br>"<strong>Excellent job Khalida, you have pleased your master. But my cock is now dirty once again. Why don't you show me how well trained your mouth is and clean it?</strong>" He said, not letting the third orgasm finish its course in her brain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 23:16:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>The Prince responded to Khalida's pleading, she felt his mouth upon her neck and then his teeth nipping at her tender flesh. As he bit and Khalida squealed at the sharp pain, his cock erupted inside her. She came once more as the hot wash of his seed flooded her cunt, excess juice seeped from between her distended labia and his thick shaft. Her body spasmed still, milking every drop from his still erect cock.<br><br>Her master withdrew from her body, leaving her gaping wide and drooling with the mixed juices of his spending and her own secretions. The Prince set her down on the poolside before lifting himself from the pool and lounging at it's edge. His cock, to Khalida's delighted surprise was refusing to wilt as most males organs would have. The glistening shaft bobbed and moved with his breaths, still as stiff and straight as ever.<br><br>"Excellent job Khalida, you have pleased your master. But my cock is now dirty once again. Why don't you show me how well trained your mouth is and clean it?" Khalida was ordered.<br><br>"At once master." Khalida dutifully complied.<br><br>The slave slipped into the pool and knelt between his legs as he sat upon the edge. Khalida licked the shaft from root to tip, letting the sticky juices slide down her tongue. She swallowed their mingled juice greedily before running her tongue around the underside of his glans. Her mouth opened wide and her head dipped as she took the throbbing plum of his cock in her mouth.<br><br>Khalida's wavy black hair tickled the Prince's loins as she suckled on his cockhead. The slave's skilled tongue flicked and probed at her master's cock, worming into the slit of his urethra. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard, her lips tight around his shaft. <br><br>The slavegirl's fist closed around the root of the Prince's cock, squeezing and pumping the base of the shaft whilst her hot mouth worked on the swollen tip. She began to bob her head, letting several inches of the thick member slide between her full lips. The movement made her long raven hair whip at his hairless ballsack and inner thighs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 00:21:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The princes head went back, no longer looking at the slave as she starting her ministrations on his cock. She was very experienced in this the prince could already tell. The way sucked and pleased the shaft was quickly rebuilding the royals lust for her. His hand wandered to her head and quickly grabbed a hold of it. His hand was now preventing her from leaving the confines of his cock. As she bobbed up and down expertly sucking on his member, the prince began to vocalize his pleasure under his own breaths. Encouraging her behavior with slight movements of his hips towards her mouth.<br><br>He could hear all of the slick noises coming from her mouth as she gripped his throbbing member with her hand and started the small gyrations. His teeth gritted at the new found sensation. His cock was openly throbbing inside her mouth now, as if it wanted more and more from her. Eager for the slave to continue to pleasure him.<br><br>"<strong>You are good at this Khalida</strong>" He breathed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 06:41:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Her Prince's hand clutched the back of Khalida's head, his strong fingers knotting in her hair. The pressure he exerted was subtle, at this point he did not pull her onto his cock but removing her mouth from his shaft was no longer possible. Khalida had no thoughts to do such a thing. She increased the motion of her head so that the royal member was fucking her mouth.<br><br>The thick shaft slid back and forth between her widely stretched lips, it's girth a struggle for the slave to encompass. Her jaw was strained to aching, but this was an inconvenience she had been schooled to endure for prolonged periods. Deeper Khalida took the rigid flesh, until the Prince's glans were at the back of her hot tight mouth. Khalida resisted the urge to gag, just as she had been taught.<br><br>The slave relaxed her throat muscles, allowing the tight orifice to widen. She sank her head down onto the cock once more and gulped the smooth crown of the cock into the narrow confines of her gullet. Her throat notably bulged as the cock pressed on into the narrow passage and Khalida continued to swallow the thick shaft until her lips were pressed against the root of the Prince's cockstem. She paused for a moment with the entire length of the cock engulfed.<br><br>Khalida raised her hand to her master's hairless scrotum. She gently massaged and caressed the heavy sack, clearly feeling the smooth plums of his testes within his sack. Her fingers pressed slightly harder, juggling the hidden treasures and letting them slide against one another.<br><br>Her head withdrew. strangled gasps escaping from her filled mouth as the breath she had been holding with her throat plugged was released. She pulled back until just the glans was inside her mouth once more and renewed the assault of her tongue upon it's tender head. Her second hand joined her first, sliding beneath the Prince's large testicals to stroke and tickle his perineum and further inflame his senses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 07:06:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> Vakarius was truly surprised by the skill that this slave had in her. She did not just suck on his cock, but she caressed it, pleasured it to an end the Prince did not know could exist. He maintained his composure for the time being, but he could feel the burn rising in his loins. His climb to the climax was fast approaching with her skill. His head came back to its original position and he could see that his girth was stretching her lips. She must have been aching from having to take it all, but she did not complain. It was not her place to deny her master the pleasure that he wanted, and he did want it. <br><br>Her moaning as she continued reverberated through his aching cock only adding to the pleasure. She also began to take his full length into her mouth, no easy task from his girth. She was well trained and was able to take it all the way to the base of his cock. She must have not been able to breath but the prince could not focus enough to notice, he was in the throws of the moment. The way she caressed his plums was quickly bringing him to the edge. His cock began to spasm inside her throat, expanding and throbbing as she held it there for a few moments. Finally coming out of it in order to breath. She went in one last time to finish the job just in time. The prince was on the edge and he would take his slave once again.<br><br>"<strong>You will take all of my seed slave, one drop wasted and I'll see to it that you can't sit for days from the soreness of your ass. </strong>" he said, his tone firm and final.<br><br>He took a hold of her head and her firm ass with his hands to ensure that she would not be able to move away from his stream With a final suck on her lips the explosion that came from his cock finally went. The hot stream shot into her mouth as the prince also clenched his hands on her. She could feel her skin being grabbed roughly as he did. Her hair firmly in his grasp. One of his fingers wandered to her puckered second hole. Gently teasing the rim and pushing on it slightly as his member gave a second stream of his cum into her mouth. Showing that he had much more seed than a normal man.<br><br>"<strong>Now you are mine slave, you have tasted royal cock you can not go back to your former life now</strong>" He said breathing heavily. Gone was his civilized tone that just a few minutes ago, and now a lust filled prince was exhausting her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 03:27:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>"You will take all of my seed slave, one drop wasted and I'll see to it that you can't sit for days from the soreness of your ass."<br><br>The Prince's strong arms drew Khalida tight to him. The hand behind her head pulled the slave's face onto his cock as his hips thrust forward. Once again his huge cock was impaled to it's root in Khalida's mouth. The slavegirl mastered the sense of panic that arose as her throat was plugged by the swollen cocktip and her breath stifled. The already engorged cockhead swelled further as the Prince's seed gushed forth. Her master seized her ass, crushing her body to his and ensuring that even had she attempted such a thing escape was impossible. A finger found her tightly clenched anus and she relaxed her sphincter, the knot of muscle opening to his exploration.<br><br>Khalida choked as the Prince's seed flooded her gullet, she worked her throat noisily gulping down the copious quantity of cum that the Prince's cock shot into her. Her slender neck and throat bulged as she swallowed frantically to keep pace with the deluge and prevent a backwash. After several huge spurts the torrent began to lessen steadily until a mere trickle of seed flowed down her throat. The grip on Khalida's head relaxed and she slowly eased her head back. Her lips tightened around the shaft, scouring it's flesh of juice as it withdrew from her mouth.<br><br>The Prince's finger pushed in to her relaxed asshole, tickling and teasing the musky ring and she clenched once more now his finger was within her. Her anal muscles tightened around his finger, showing the Prince the strength and control over her body Khalida possessed.<br><br>As the large ball of the glans exited her throat Khalida took a deep ragged breath through her nose. Her mouth sucked at the cockhead before it pulled through her tight lips. Khalida paused once it exited, kissing the very tip and probing her tongue into the urethra. She pursed her lips and sucked the last drops of cum from within his cock.<br><br>Khalida looked up at the Prince and smiled, a single drip of cum escaping her red lips. She captured the single errant drip with her fingertip and licked her finger. Her mouth opened wide, her eyes shining brightly with happiness as she displayed her empty mouth, the entire contents of the Prince's balls swallowed greedily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 04:07:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The princes body was exhausted by the effort he had put into her. She seemed like she was not winded at all, but wither that was due to her training or libido he did not know. He released Khalida from his grasp and leaned back onto the cool tile. He body was still flared up from his constant sex with the well trained slave. As he leaned back however, he also guided Khalida so that when he was laying on his back. Her body was now on top of him. Her face only inches from his.<br><br>"<strong>You have done excellent. I thought I would have to punish you. You are doing good so far.</strong>" he said.<br><br>His hands began roaming her silky body once again. His fingers traces the small of her back, teasing the muscles and nerves. His other hand guided her face to his and in a surprise turn of events, he kissed her passionately. He did not need to hold her there, he was sure he pleased her enough to keep her near him. Normally royals would toss their slaves to the side once their lust was satiated but this prince was a fan of more finesse with his slaves. He <em>wanted</em> them to want to be with him. To accept his cock willingly and tearfully.<br><br>His hands began to roam her heart shaped, toned ass. Squeezing and rubbing the thick muscles in them. Finding a few knots and sore one he caressed them and eased out the pain. Then going to the inner part of her legs. He knew of a string of nerves that led to her sex that was the best way to reignite the fire inside her. He would stay away from her sex for now. He wanted her to beg him to touch her. His expert tongue began its fight with hers to gain dominance inside the mouth. Dueling Khalida's tongue as their kissing intensified with their lust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 10:19:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>The Prince lay back upon the tiled floor, lifting Khalida atop his body. On Takrin as women had grown stronger and more athletic they had matched their male slaves in average height and were of superior strength and fitness. Khalida could see for herself with their bodies so close that this did not hold true for herself and the Prince. perhaps not for Nesstrans in general. Her royal master was taller than she was by several inches and by the way he easily handled her body of far superior strength.<br><br>"You have done excellent. I thought I would have to punish you. You are doing good so far." Her master congratulated.<br><br>Khalida felt gratified, not just for pleasing her owner. Though she accepted bondage and pain as part of her existence and it did nothing to dampen her sexual ardour, she still tried her utmost to avoid such discomfort and suffering.<br><br>A finger beneath her chin guided Khalida's lips to his and he kissed her with passion and surprising gentleness. Khalida eagerly responded and their tongues entwined as they kissed openmouthed.<br><br>Though she was presently on top of her Prince Khalida was still aware that he was in complete control. His hands roved her body at will, caressing and massaging her. When his fingers delved between her legs she willingly parted her thighs, hoping that he intended to use his skilled fingers on her cunt. Instead he tickled and pinched at the soft flesh of her inner thighs and higher on the smoothness of her perineum. Khalida was soon giggling and squirming on his body, her breasts mashing against his muscled chest.<br><br>The teasing was making her sex exceedingly wet, feminine juice was trickling from her puffy labia. Khalida could appreciate the skill of his caresses, she was trained herself to excite sexual need in a mistress in similar fashion. She took the fact that the Prince used such practiced finesse upon her as a great compliment. She was his to use and he could have taken her without first stoking the heat of sexual desire.<br><br>"Oh master, see how wet I become for you." Khalida whispered in a pause between kisses. "My sex is watering and hot."<br><br>Khalida gave a quick and silent prayer to Ssinringg that her words might sway her master to verify the truth for himself. She was aching to feel his touch upon and inside her aroused quim.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 22:20:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> "<strong>Easy Khalida, you have much more teasing to survive before I allow your release</strong>" He smiled, coming out of the deep kiss for a moment then going right back to it. With this his fingers once again went to work on her teasing. One hand focused on her wet cunt. Teasing the folds of her mound gently, sending fire through her loins. Her wetness was quickly becoming a steady stream of pre cum dripping out of her. Her cunt badly wanted attention on the inside, but he would hold off for a few moments to give attention to her second hole that had been untouched during the night. He saw this as his next conquest. He had cum in two of her orifices but know it was time for the third to complete the package. While one hand teased her folds and rock hard clit, the other hand began to play with her tightened sphincter.<br><br>The stress of the teasing was evident on her body. The muscles in the little ring were grabbing hard along with her ass. The fingers began to gently massage and loosen the muscles in the ring. Letting them allow access to one of his fingers to penetrate her sensitive bud. Inside he found that she was extremely tight and he would quickly gain a climax if he forced his cock there. So he would tease her until she panting and begging for release before he would finish her. Her muscles inside were well trained mimicking the slow sucking and pulling of her wet cunt had on his cock. She was indeed well trained in the sex arts. His other hand finally allowed a single finger into her dripping cunt. The finger found its mark on her sensitive rough patch. Now with three fingers in unison, clit, gspot, and ass, he began to tease all three pleasure zones. Each one was played with roughly for a few seconds. Ensuring a deep and pleasured moan from her but quickly ended the tease on each one and moving to another quickly. Ending one torture but beginning another to play with her oversexed mind. His finger in her bud was removed and scooped some of her precum from her dripping sex and used it to lube the finger inside of her already.<br><br>"<strong>Pray to your gods Khalida, maybe they will be kind to you and persuade me to allow you release.</strong>" He smiled evilly, withdrawing from the wet kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 08:20:41</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>At last the Prince's fingers went to Khalida's wet cunt, but rather than assuage the desperate need in her, he limited his actions to further inflaming her arousal without giving release. With a finger already teasing her tight sphincter, his other hand worried and flicked at her clitoris and a third penetrated her drooling cuntlips and massaged that sweet spot inside. The Prince feinted and withdrew his caresses so that Khalida was never certain which finger would be pressing home his assault on her body next. He soon had the slavegirl squirming and moaning continuously with pent up desire.<br><br>Khalida ruefully realised that he body was being played like an instrument in the hands of a musician. It was an art she had been schooled in as a bedslave. She had inflicted similar sweet torture on her mistress and her honoured guests on occasion, now she knew exactly how their bodies had burned with need. Unlike a mistress with whom she might sleep however, she was in no position to order the Prince to stop his toying and grant her an orgasm.<br><br>"Pray to your gods Khalida, maybe they will be kind to you and persuade me to allow you release." Her master said with a smile.<br><br>"Oh please master." Khalida begged between ragged moans of desire. "Your slave pleads for you to take her as you will. My cunt, my mouth, my ass. All are yours to use as it pleases your lord."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 08:46:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The prince smiled at her obvious desperate begging for release. Her body must have been right on the edge of an orgasm through his teasing, but his skilled fingers made sure that she could not. Listening to her plead in between ragged moans for release he decided to take pitty on her and suspended the torture. Picking himself and her at the same time. Carrying her with his hands on her ass. Leaving her dripping holes to be for a moment as the royal carried them to an awaiting bed. Large enough for at least eight people to sleep on comfortably. The prince laid her down chest first on the bed, taking sight at her rear entrance with his now raging hard on. <br><br>Before Khalida could actually hold herself up on her arms the prince dove into her dripping cunt at the perfect angle to roughly pass by her g spot with his cock. It was not enough to send her over the edge but just enough to make her mind go insane from want. Quickly withdrawing from her folds, his cock now covered in her juices, he positioned himself at her nub and began to gently force his member into her tight orifice. The muscles trying to relax and accept the large object as she had been taught to do, but she obviously had her work cut our for her even with his cock lubed with her own juices. It took several moments for him to fully enter her, filling her up with his cock all the way to his base. Once he gave her ring time to adjust to the new force he began to thrust into her has hard as he could with the tightness of her hole. One hand on her hips for stability the other began to play with her clit and bud inside her pussy, ensuring that the fire would not be limited to her ass but would shoot down her spine into her brain. He groaned a few times from both the effort needed and the pleasure he was receiving from her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 11:43:36</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>The Prince ceased his teasing and stood up, picking Khalida up with him. This display of physical strength brought home to the slavegirl once more how much stronger her master was than the weak Takrin males. She was lifted and carried across the room with as little effort as she would carried a child.<br><br>The Prince tossed Khalida unceremoniously face first upon the huge bed. Before she could gather her wits and move the Prince was upon, his weight bearing her down into the soft linen and mattress. Khalida's legs were spread roughly and her master entered her dripping cunt without hesitation. For a moment Khalida believed that the Prince's self control had reached it's end and he meant to fuck her quim hard.<br><br>This was not so, after ramming his cock to it's root only once inside of her he withdrew completely. A moment later his hot blunt cocktip nudged at her tight ringpiece and Khalida realised that he had simply lubricated his cock with own abundant juice. His cock pressed forward remorselessly, even had she wished to resist his penetration the stiffness and strength with which it pressed it's attack was unstoppable.<br><br>"Ooooh yes master." Khalida moaned as her anus was filled by his cock. "Fuck poor Khalida's ass my lord."<br><br>The Nesstran royal plunged his cock deep into her rectum, pausing for a moment once inside his slave as her tight anal shaft relaxed to his considerable girth. Once her sphincter had relaxed to accomodate him the Prince reamed her stretched anus with great force, plunging his iron hard member deep into her again and again. His hand was beneath her, assaulting her clitoris and vagina once more with expert dexterity.<br><br>"Yes, yes. Fuck me hard master." Khalida gasped and moaned. "Fuck my ass with your big royal cock as roughly as it pleases you my Prince."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>15-04-2012, 22:31:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The prince was now in full swing with his thrusts. He left nothing on the table, only pure primal rage was left in his thrusts. No more kind rubbing or thrusting, Khalida was now the victim of her ass being impaled by his sizable cock. The only sounds in the room was the slapping sound of the princes thrusts and the moans and groans of the two of them reached the peak. As he had predicted her tightness was quickly bringing the prince to a climax. Her inner muscles trying to milk his cock were much stronger than her sex. His assault on her other hole was starting to be rough as well. Gone was the finesse of teasing and it was returned as rough play with her clit. The hard little nub was receiving torture at his hands pressure and touch. He wasn't trying to keep her on the edge anymore, now he was trying to see how many climaxes she could reach before his own.<br><br><em>"Yes, yes. Fuck me hard master." Khalida gasped and moaned. "Fuck my ass with your big royal cock as roughly as it pleases you my Prince."</em><br><br>"<strong>Don't worry Khalida, I will</strong>" he groaned as he tried to increase his speed inside of her. He was now almost completely withdrawing and then slamming back into her rump. He could feel her muscles strain in attempt to compensate for the object being shoved into her. Her juice lube was helping but it could not compensate for her tight canal.<br><br>He felt his climax at the edge and gave Khalida a few final hard thrusts before he felt his release come. His seed shot into her at the last hard thrust. Forcing his cock all the way it could then spilling the seed into her. A loud groan from the prince followed as his cock strained inside of her, throbbing and expanding inside of her. His hand made sure that the tortured clit would be sore the next day from all the teasing and pulling he had forced on it. Her mind must have been in a sea of pleasure. It took several moments for his balls to empty but when they had the Prince withdrew from her once again. Exhausted he lay back on the mattress to catch his breath. His cock did not seem to be exhausted at all and remained rock hard even as the prince lay back on the soft bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 19:00:59</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Khalida the slavegirl</strong></span><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/hunter_002a-1.jpg)</div>Despite all her training as a bedslave Khalida was tested to her limits by the ferocious sodomising she was subjected to. She had to constantly strain to relax her anal muscles and overcome her bodies natural reflex of tightening up to resist such an intrusion. The Prince reamed her ass with an unrelenting intensity.<br><br>Her clitoris was stimulated fiercely, the Prince's fingers tweaking and rubbing her rigid little bud unmercifully. Khalida gasped, sobbed and cried out from the frenetic frigging her clit received. Her fists clutched at the bed's sheets, her fingers twisting and pulling at the fine linen as some release for the mixture of pain and pleasure her buggering invoked.<br><br>"Oh yes my master." Khalida cried out loudly. "Fuck my slave ass, spill your seed in me."<br><br>The Prince groaned loudly, his cock thrusting once more into Khalida's rectum with great force. A hot wash of seed fountained deep inside her rectal passage and the buried cockhead swelled as it spat it's load. Khalida could feel her master's cock pump as jet after jet of hot juice filled her bowels. For a moment she felt as if it would never exhaust itself and she would be so filled that she would burst. However the flow abated and the Prince withdrew his manhood with a deep sigh of satisfaction.<br><br>Khalida could feel her sphincter gaping wide once the Prince's cock was drawn from her. The muscles were sore and stretched and unable to immediately close once more. She felt a backwash of male spending gush from her abused ringpiece, flowing down the crack of her ass and coating her already slick cunt.<br><br>The slavegirl collapsed onto the bed, her breathing ragged and fast as she relaxed from her ordeal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Valsharen quivved cuass'ili (Takrin)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vostroya</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 01:06:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae244/ghost_stalker108/God_Emperor_of_Dune_by_SingleOrganicMachine-2.jpg)</div> The princes' breathing was still heavy as Khalida finally came down from her high. She collapsed onto the bed exhausted. He could see the trail of liquid coming from her ass and trickling down to her cunt. It showed that her body had finally had enough and was trying to regain its normal composure. Her muscles were sore enough and strained that they could not close immediately and hold the cum inside her. She was also to tired to get up and clean herself. After a few minutes to let his body cool down and his breathing to become normal once again, he picked up the seemingly lifeless body of his slave with his arms and brought her to the water once again. Gently letting her into the water to sit down on the edge of the water. Letting her lower half and torso soak in the water to recover.<br><br>"<strong>You did well Khalida, rest for now and recover</strong>" he whispered into her ear once she was settled.<br><br>He decided to get in some exercise in the sparing pit in a nearby room. Stepping into the sand pit felt good on his bare feet, his toes curling into the soft grains and feeling at home once again.
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