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- Herausgeber: Nikki Blood
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
XXX Erotica For those who like or need more substance with their hot and naughty, I present to you the serial story of a slave no more. Things have moved faster than Alana has wished, and the moment is close at hand. A disturbing yet sensual adventure deep into the heart of the Blood Empire, and those concerned with the Skull Throne.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
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Table of Contents
The Courtesan - Part Six
The Courtesan - Part Six | Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Chapter Thirty-four
Chapter Thirty-five
Chapter Thirty-six
The Courtesan - Part Six, by Nikki Blood
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XXX Erotica
For those who like or need more substance with their hot and naughty, I present to you the serial story of a slave no more.
Things have moved faster than Alana has wished, and the moment is close at hand.
A disturbing yet sensual adventure deep into the heart of the Blood Empire, and those concerned with the Skull Throne.
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Novel and Cover Illustration Copyright © 2017 Nikki Blood. All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The scanning, uploading and distribution of this book via the Internet or any other means without the permission of the author is illegal. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.
The Courtesan - Part Six
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Chapter Thirty-one
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The brother who entered my quarters was indeed large, and was as hard as stone. Perhaps the sisters gave him too much tea? Either way, it was a shame to let such magnificence go to waste.
“Mistress Tiral asked for me. She suggested I punish you with my cock. I will, of course, if that is your wish.”
“It is.”
He walked over to me, and reached between my legs as he pulled my hair back and kissed me deeply.
His fingers, first one, and then two, forced themselves up into my cunt, and he slowly worked them deep, and then deeper. I raised my leg, and put my foot on the bed, tilting my hips toward him.
His fat thumb then slid into my wet pussy, and his thick finger forced its way into my eager asshole. His kisses continued as I held onto his shoulder with one hand, and dick with the other, gently but firmly pulling on the latter.
When he felt I had enough, he pushed me to my knees and throat-fucked me.
I think he sensed in me that I wanted more, so he pulled away, lifted me to the bed, and dangled my head off the edge.
Slowly he inserted that long fat cock into the full depth of my throat, held himself there for as long as I could bear it, and then fucked me balls deep at a pace that allowed me to snatch a quick breath, albeit between strokes.
My clit felt as if it would pop, and my entire pussy swelled in anticipation over what might come next.
“Now I will sit in that chair,” he said, “and drag you over to sit on my lap like a little girl.”
He did so, my back to him, and as soon as he unmercifully inserted his cock deep into my tight wet cunt, his brute strength had me bouncing on the full length.
“Suck my cock clean,” he commanded.
I quickly stood, and turned, bending over him, and did as he wanted, and did so as expertly as I could.
I could smell him, I could smell me. I pushed his cock down my throat, and my tongue, on its own, slipped over his balls.
Grasping, cupping, jerking, flicking, had no place with him. If his cock wasn’t down my throat, it was plunging into my cunt. Over and over and over again.
Finally he stood, walked me over to the bed, and with me on my hands and knees, he long-stroked my pussy for all it was worth.
When he plugged my asshole with his thumb and worked both holes, I could feel that delicious salty itch work its way through my midsection, and my orgasm spastically sucked on both digits. If he had not held me in place, I would have sprawled on top of my bed.
Too weak to move, he lowered me down and rolled me over.
He pulled me knees up to either side of my chest, worked my cunt, and then shoved his cock into my asshole.
There was no mercy as he fucked first one hole, and then the other.
I came again and again, until I begged him to stop. Only then did her release his load.
“I take you have been properly punished?” he asked.
I simply nodded.
“I’ll take my leave, if you so desire.”
I nodded again, and as he left, I fell asleep, exhausted.
Tiral, I discovered the next day, had entered my chambers and covered me for the night.
I stayed in my quarters the next day, healing. It was the day after that I felt comfortable enough to walk without twinges of pain or my legs wide apart, seeming again the virgin to all who saw me.
“Is their training progressing to your satisfaction?” I asked Godi-Patroon, watching the brothers scale an improvised obstacle course that has been constructed seemingly overnight.
“They are still too loud for me,” he said. “However, they are learning. Mistress Willow took measurements of their hands and feet this morning, something about tools needed if we were to succeed.”
“I’m sure she will explain all when she presents these tools to you and the brothers.”
“She designed the course, and others are constructing yet another course, her saying this was but the first step. The brothers are doing things they never realized were possible, yet I have never seen so many smiles. I’m not sure what to think.”
“Their weapons training?”
“Their swordsmanship has vastly improved, but they are indeed rough around the edges compared to you and the other mistresses. Other weapons introduced to us yesterday include something called a long bow, and a blow gun. The darts and arrows for each will be poisoned, and must be handled with care. I see these as a way to reach out from great distances with stealth.”
“I am aware of the weapons, and their abilities. An excellent choice. These weapons will not alert the guards or other guardians to our initial presence. A quick and silent death.”
“I see half the city dead before they even know we are there.”
“All but the youngest children will die. Are you prepared for that?”
“I have steeled my mind to that, yes. I myself see no other option but to follow your plan.”
“I was thinking the empire first, cutting the enemy’s forces by a third to a half. Whatever the number graciously donated to our emperor. Then the outlying areas and slave pens, with as much speed as possible. The other empire is [...]
