The Son of Lust Chapter 16: Taming the Rakshasa Princess

The Son of Lust

Chapter Sixteen: Taming the Rakshasa Princess

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Kurtis – Ankush, the Queendom of Naith

Pyrriah’s hand snatched the dagger from the air before it could slam into my face.

I swallowed at that point quivering an inch from me.

Princess Naryu lounged on her divan, her naked body slender and petite, her brown breasts small cones quivering as she drew in deep breaths. The rubies adorning her nipple piercings gleamed at the pinnacle of her inhalations. Her tiger head fixed me with hard, feline eyes. Her whiskers quivered.

She rose from the bed with grace, claws thrusting from her fingertips. Her pussy gleamed with her excitement. She breathed in and I could see it in her eyes. She expected to die. Her three bodyguards, the slaves she owned, were dead.

I regretted that. I didn’t want to kill them, but they fought with too much skill. I should have come up with a better plan than this, a better way to tame Princess Naryu, but those men were loyal to her to the death.

I hadn’t planned for that.

She, however, didn’t care one bit about them. Only her life mattered.

With a snarl, she lunged at me, her naked from blurring fast. But my sister and Nephi were faster. Pyrriah, her red hair almost burning, flowed past my right side, throwing the dagger to the floor. My sphinx pounced from the left. They grabbed Princess Naryu’s wrists and pulled her short. Her jaws, and those sharp fangs, snapped just inches from my face. I faced her with a cold calm. I had her now. My sister and sphinx hauled her back and slammed her into the wall beside her divan, pinning her hands above her head.

The rakshasa twisted her head and tried to rip into Pyrriah’s shoulder. But my sister was too quick. She twisted out of the way, her glowing strands of red hair dancing in her wake. The rakshasa snarled in frustration.

“Lasla,” I said, walking into the room, my dragon-mother and other sister following at my heels.

“Y-yes, Kurtis,” Lasla whimpered, shaken by the violence. She was so sweet and gentle.

Gold manacles appeared, bolted to the wall. They bond the princess. Pyrriah and Nephi stepped back, the rakshasa snarling and snapping. I smiled at the gorgeous and thrashing princess. Her rubies gleamed. Juices ran down her thighs.

“You are going to be mine,” I said, smiling at the princess. I advanced on her and unbuckled my sword belt.

“Just kill me!” she snarled. She pulled at the manacles, but they held. Lasla’s powers could never be defeated. Her lusts were too strong. “Put a dagger in my heart, or I will find a way to rip out your throat, Kurtis!”

“I can’t kill you,” I said, my sword belt falling to the floor along with my tulwar. I opened my robe and slipped out of that. I strode naked and hard to her. I put my hand on her belly, stroking her brown skin. “You’re carrying my daughter.” I smiled. “I can just feel her in there. She’s growing strong and fast. I could never harm either of you.”

“And how are you going to make me yours!” hissed the rakshasa. “Whip me. Beat me. Brand me! I won’t submit.”

“Pain,” Lasla sneered, shaking her head. “That’s what’s wrong with you rakshasas. There’s a better way to tame you.” She grabbed my cock from behind and stroked up and down it. “My brother shall master you with his mighty rod.”

The princess’s eyes flicked down to my cock throbbing in my sister’s hand. She shuddered as I stroked her lust. She was already aroused from the blood being spilled, the predator in her turned on by the violence. But now I had to shift that to my cock. To being turned on by a man fucking her. claiming her.

Dominating her.

I stepped up to her, breaking away from my sister’s embrace. Lasla’s arms fell from around me. The rakshasa growled. Her tongue flicked over her lips. Her furry lips curled back, whispers quivering. She wanted to rip out my throat.

“Pyrriah and Nephi,” I said.

They grabbed the rakshasa princess’s muzzle. They shoved her head, keeping her jaws from finding my flesh. She would rip my throat out if she could. But I would tame her. I smiled and grabbed her thighs. I lifted her.

She snarled, dangling from her wrists. The rumbling growls of the rakshasa brimmed with danger. I wrapped her thighs around my waist, my cock nuzzling against the shaved folds of her pussy. Her hot cuntlips pressed down on my cock.

“I won’t be tamed by a man’s cock!” she snarled.

“You sure?” Pyrriah asked, her free hand grabbing one of the princess’s nipple piercings. My twin twisted that ring.

The rakshasa gasped, her lusts swelling. I fanned her ardor and thrust my cock into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I savored her silky pussy squeezing around my dick. She growled as I slid deeper and deeper into her. I held her by the ass now, lifting her in my strong arms.

My cock twitched in her pussy. She growled as her lusts swelled. She gripped me with her thighs, her body instinctively reacting to my dick in her. Rakshasas were birthed out of Las’s lust. My father’s passion brimmed in them.

“You feel that big, hard cock in you?” I asked.

“Yes!” panted the rakshasa. “Want me to tear your throat out while you fuck me? You can die spilling your seed in me.”

“Tempting,” I said, “but I would prefer you kissing at my throat with those soft, human lips.”

“Never!”

“You sure?” I asked. “Your body’s moving like my cock being in you is the greatest thing in the world. That you just crave it. Want it. You’re just dripping for me to fuck it in and out of your cunt, aren’t you?”

“You’re delusional,” she growled.

“Then why are you stirring your hips around my cock? Mmm, you’re just massaging me. It’s incredible to feel that pussy sliding around my dick.” I groaned as she stopped. I smiled at her. “Oh, no, you were enjoying that. Why did you halt.”

“I’m not a weak whore. I won’t be broken.”

“Okay,” I said and pulled out of her. I pushed her thighs apart. She gasped as her weight pulled on the manacles before she got her feet back beneath her. She growled as I stepped back, my cock dripping in her cunt cream. This would be fun. “Pyrriah.”

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Pyrriah

“Mmm, kitty cat, looks like I get to play with my twin,” I purred and stepped back to Kurtis.

The princess tried to bite me again.

“Naughty kitty cat,” I said and spun around.

I threw my arms around my brother’s neck. I kissed him hard, his wet cock pressing into my belly. I shuddered, reveling in the embrace of my twin. My tongue danced in his mouth. His hands grabbed my ass. He was so strong.

“Just watch,” Lasla purred. “This is the passion that you’re going to get if you submit.”

“I’ll never submit!” growled the princess.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “We’ll see. My brother is quite the lover.”

Kurtis grinned. Then he grabbed my ass and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and shuddered as he carried me to the divan. He set me down on it and broke out of my embrace. His hands pushed my thighs wide apart, my red fur surrounding my twat.

With a growl, my brother buried his face into my snatch. I gasped as he licked at my tangy twat. My breasts jiggled as I stretched my back. I stared at the bound rakshasa. Her triangular ears twitched while her eyes watched me squirming.

“Oh, Kurtis, yes!” I moaned, grabbing a fistful of my twin’s hair. “I love it when you go down on me.”

“Mmm, every pussy is delicious,” growled my brother into my snatch, “but yours and Lasla’s are amazing.”

“He’ll eat yours,” Lasla said. “When you’re his.”

“It’s so wonderful being his,” the sphinx rumbled. “You won’t regret it.”

“My mother is the queen of Naith!” hissed the princess. “I am not a man’s toy.”

“You sure about that?” Kurtis asked and then thrust his tongue into my cunt.

I gasped in delight. I arched my back as he swirled his tongue around in my twat. It was so amazing to feel. I groaned, my thighs clamping down on his head. I humped against him, loving the feel of him licking my twat.

His whiskered lips rubbed into my labia. His tongue fluttered around in me. I groaned, my boobs jiggling. The rakshasa watched as my brother devoured me. My hair flickered with red light as I enjoyed his incestuous mastery of my body.

He knew how to lick and lap at me. He knew just what to do to make me cum.

“Oh, yes, yes, I love you, brother!” I moaned, my thighs gripping his head.

“Mmm, and I love you, my sexy twin,” I growled. “Let me show you.”

“Kurtis!” I squealed.

His tongue slid around my clit. My bud burst with sparks. I loved it. My head tossed back and forth. My thighs gripped him. I ground my furred muff on his face, using my thighs to smear my cunt cream on his lips.

I groaned, my expression twisting with pleasure. This was just such a delight. I groaned, this amazing pleasure building and building in me. I would have such a powerful orgasm. I would cum on my brother’s mouth.

He sucked on my clit.

“Oh, Gods, Kurtis!” I moaned. “I love it when you eat me. Ooh, it’s almost as good as your cock in me.”

“Almost as good,” Lasla purred. “You remember that delight, Princess Naryu.”

A rumbling growl came from the rakshasa.

“Oh, you’re pretending,” Lasla said, a sneer in my sister’s voice, “but your dripping pussy shows me you want to be his.”

“I’ll rip you all limb from limb!” snarled the rakshasa.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned.