Milking Time B3 Chapter 12 Ebony Gets Triple Teame
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The Ebony princess by Jorgan
On the African west coast, in one of the smallest nation on earth, witha population of less than 300 000, a spoilt and wicked young princess by theage of twenty-one, named Gw´Neela, inspected her own lion den. She hadalways enjoyed watching her feline predators feeding, how they tore their liveprey apart and consumed them.
The beautiful successor to the throne had had all of her suitors turned downby her father, the king. Hence, she was still technically a virgin. What herfather didn't know, was that she had developed great skill in the royal artof self-service. She masturbated on a regular basis, at least three or fourtimes a day, often with her best friend, Jennifer, the twenty-three year olddaughter of a German diplomat who was married to a native woman. The two youngladies did almost everything together. They talked about their sinister interests,watched National Geographics, listened to music and fondled themselves andeach other. One of their favourites was watching a male goat being attackedby a lioness. The feline always seemed to go for the stinking penis first ofall, even before the inescapable kill. First she bit off his penis and testicles,then she choked him to death and fed on his fresh meat. The girls got excitedas they watched the gruesome castration act, and laughed hornily as the lionessate the goat. More often than not, they masturbated as well. They had spentmany hours talking about how awesome it would be to watch a naked man beingthrown in to Mathilda, the lioness. They had amused each other by picking outan unknowing foreign tourist at random when they were out dining or shoppingtogether, saying how easy it would be to make this man disappear into thinair, or accusing him of criminal actions and have him sentenced to death. Deathby lioness.
They spent a small fortune shopping for clothes, CDs, and other fashionableitems. Now and then they struck up a conversation with one of the rare foreigntourists. They did it mainly because it was an excellent occasion to practisetheir english, but also because they knew it might come in handy to have acontact if the perfect moment finally appeared. They were patient. And thepatience paid off.
One Wednesday afternoon, when the two women were out shopping for sexy underwear,they bumped into a Swedish businessman on his way to South Africa. The playedhard-to-get, and a few minutes later, he was eating out of their hands. Theygot his phone number and said they might call him later, if he was still around.And the Swede stayed for a couple of extra days. He called his employer andtold him a lie about being terribly ill. He spent the following days in hisexpensive hotel room, watching African TV-shows, drinking tax-free liquor andwaiting for them to call.
Ulf Persson, a middle-aged man with a strong desire for black women, couldn'twait for the two foxes to call him. He was convinced that they had always dreamtof sleeping with a white man. And who was he to deny them that pleasure? Hehad surely seen better days, and his physique wasn't what it once had been,but he knew he wouldn't let them down. He had always been a very attentivelover, and a great pussy-eater. Many women could give proof of that. So, hiscock wasn't huge, but it wasn't the size that mattered, it had to do with howyou used it.
They wanted to meet him at the pier, just south of town, at two p.m. He shaved,but as the young lady had requested, he didn't use after-shave. He couldn'tfigure out why, but guessed it had to do with either traditions or some kindof allergy.
The ladies turned up twenty minutes later than agreed, in a brown Ford Mondeo,a rather modest car for a princess he thought. They picked him up and tookhim for a ride along the magnificent coast line. The scenery was amazing. Theyhad a picnic at a deserted beach hut, grilled chicken, watermelon, fruit saladand white wine. The two native beauties complemented him on his general knowledge,they said he seemed to know everything about the country and its history. Hewas flattered, but didn't reveal the source of his great knowledge: the touristguide he had bought at the airport.
Shortly after sunset, Princess Gw´Neela decided it was time to go "home".Since her friend, Jennifer, hadn't had any wine, it was decided that she shoulddrive the car. Gw´Neela and Ulf seated themselves in the backseat. Theebony-black royalty gently rubbed her naked leg against the horny Swede andgiggled at his old and stale jokes. She noticed that he got erected almostinstantly. What a shameless pig, she thought behind her sophisticated smile.
They parked the car in the garage and walked down the stairs to the Princess'secret domain arm-in-arm, while singing an improvised medley of various discotunes from the seventies. One of them had a real good time, and the other twowere full of wicked expectation. No one had seen their guest as they arrived.No one of the staff was allowed to enter this part of the palace without herpermission. They had all the time they needed.
Ulf admired the two lovely ladies while they traded gossip and jokes witheach other. He could hardly believe his luck, that two such beautiful womenhad invited Him to this private little party. He figured they were hot forhis wisdom and experience. Some women simply craved for more than a firm, tannedand muscular body. And... was he grateful for that! Tonight, he was gonna fucka real life Princess. He undressed her with his hungry eyes. Her skin was soblack, it almost seemed blue in the artificial light. And what a body she had!A huge but incredibly shapely ass, the kind you only saw on black women. Andsmall, pointy breasts with big nipples. Plus a pair of long, nicely maturedlegs. And yet, the best of it all: a face of purest breed. Big, almond-shapedeyes, that radiated both humour and intelligence. A mouth that always seemedto smile, surrounded by the thickest and sexiest pair of lips he had seen inyears. And she didn't use lipstick. There was no need for that. She was allfor real. Her natural odours were, he thanked higher powers, free from perfume.
Jennifer was a different matter. She appeared to be rather plain in comparison.Simple, but not stupid. Good looking, but not breathtaking. She had light brownskin, like most women he had seen in Brazil on his trip there last year, andreally big tits. They were at least four times as big as the Princess'. Shelooked more like the sort of woman who might come on to you in the street,asking for a light or if you were interested in having a good time. A littlebit classier, but still...
After two hours or so of not too serious conversation, the women, and Jen inparticular, started hinting at more daring pleasures. She wasn't very subtle,but Ulf didn't really mind. After all, that was why he was here. She spreadher thick, womanly thighs and let him have a look at her pink panties. He couldeven see the thick pubic bush beneath the thin cotton material, and the dampspot in the middle. She broke the spell by pulling down the skirt to her kneesagain. He smiled stupidly, but couldn't find the right words. He realised thathe had had a bit too much to drink already, and decided that enough was enough.He reached for her hand and tried to move closer to her, when he suddenly feltweak and dizzy. The lights, the sound of the music and their voices... everythingseemed strange... fuzzy... warped... like some psychedelic movie from the latesixties. He fell forwards and landed with his face between those gorgeous thighs.All of a sudden, everything turned pink. He smelt something fishy, and eventhough he could barely move his arms, he tried to burrow his way closer toher hidden treasure. He felt the curly pussy-hair tickle his cheeks. The sweetsmell was overwhelming. With a final effort he managed to open his mouth andplace a wet kiss on the stained panties...
He woke up in total darkness. His head ached and he was still feeling dizzyand nauseous. Somebody had tied his hands and feet. He was laying spread-eagledand completely naked on his back on some cold, hard surface. For what musthad been twenty or thirty minutes, there wasn't a sound to be heard. Then somebodyturned on the light.
-Oh, my! Cinderella has awoken! What an honour!
Ulf managed to focus his eyes on the speaker. It was the ebony Princess. Shewasn't wearing anything except a huge piece of raw, blood-dripping meat thatdangled in her right hand. Ulf stared right into her shaven cunt. He realisedhe was laying on the ground. She placed her feet on either side of his head.
-Mister businessman want some... pussy, yes?
He just stared at her, completely puzzled. What was all this? What had theydone, and most important, what were they going to do to him? Surely, anybodyliving in a luxurious palace like this wouldn't kidnap a modest businessmanlike him for some paltry reward... or would they?
Gw´Neela smiled at him, like some little evil girl who finally had beengiven the chance to get even with her bigger brother. Only... he hadn't doneher any harm. She spoke again:
-I asked you, Mister businessman... do you want some pussy? Yes or no?
-Eeeh... I don't understand. Why…
Gw´Neela had a grim expression on her face.
-Yes, I can see that you do not understand. But I think that my question isrelevant and very easy to comprehend. Do... you... want... some... pussy? Yes...or no? Answer me!
She uttered the last words with a ton of cold steel in her voice.
-Yes. Yes!
Ulf trembled, but kept staring at her smooth, hairless cunt. The fat, swollenlabia was slightly spread. He couldn't help but admiring the black and slickflesh with the red and purple delicate meat inside. Her cunt glimmered withmoist and she smelled like his wildest wet dream come true. Was she playingsome kind of S/M game? Maybe she just wanted to scare the crap out of him.
-Say it!
-I want some pussy.
-With conviction!
-I want some pussy!
-Good! And you will have some. Jennifer!
Ulf heard metallic clicking, and the sound of a door swinging open. He couldsmell something stronger than the Princess' pussy. Something bestial. The momentlater, his heart almost stopped. No more than five or six steps away from hishelpless body, a giant cat, a five hundred pound heavy lioness, watched histerrified face. Gw´Neela threw her the huge chunk of fresh meat. Thefeline caught it in mid-air and began chewing on it. Ulf couldn't keep hiseyes off her. He started to understand that perhaps his life had come to anend.
The Princess squatted over his face and whispered:
-You will eat my pussy... or the pussycat will eat you! And you should keepin mind that I have very high standards. Very high indeed! Now... go to work!
This was not the right time to argue, Ulf understood, so he did what he wastold. She was wet and ready and she tasted fantastic. Truth to be told, hehad never ever tasted a cunt this delicious. He licked, sucked and drank her.Gw´Neela enjoyed his eagerly slurping mouth as she looked straight intothe eyes of the lioness. The giant cat observed her mistress' treatment ofthe pale-skinned man. She appeared to be bewildered as she smelled the blackwoman's juices.
The feline lay down close to the frightened man who was pleasuring her ownerorally. The wet noises and the strong smell made her curious. She watched hislittle pink tongue run up and down and in and out of the hairless cunt.
Jennifer sat down beside the lioness and stroke her fur. She waited patientlyfor Gw´Neela to finish her cunnilingus audience. As usual, it lastedvery long, more than twenty-five minutes, until the Princess was finally satisfied.Jen straddled the helpless man's face and sat down on it. She gave him allof her 160 pounds straight in the face. She even pulled up her feet and placedthem on his belly. She loved feeling a man's trapped face beneath her nakedass. The butterflies in her stomach every time she seated herself comfortably.His trembling lips against her wet labia. His nose embedded between her largebuttocks, and preferably probing into her asshole, against his will. His pleadingsounds below her pussy when the pressure increased, when she really made himunderstand just how useless he was. Oh, what a sweet moment, when he surrenderedto her, when she knew that he wouldn't dare trying to bite her most sensitiveparts, even if he couldn't breathe, and his very life depended on her goodwill. That was just about the only way she could appreciate a man.
Unlike her royal friend, Jennifer wasn't at all concerned with how she actedor sounded during her face-sitting sessions. All she was interested in washaving a real good time, nothing else. And Gw´Neela was accustomed toher rather sleazy, violent and messy acts of "love" by now. This white mansure did give good head. He used his whole mouth, not only the tongue, to pleaseher. She loved the way he sucked huge amounts of her hairy and fleshy pussyinto his mouth and sort of chewed on it without really using his teeth much.She playfully fondled his ball-sac, without touching his stiff penis. Then,as she reached the climax for the first time, she squeezed his balls untilhe groaned in pain under her ass. His agony increased her delight. She repeatedthe procedure a few minutes later. This time she had a really strong and powerfulorgasm that lasted for at least thirty seconds. She squeezed his testiclesviolently and pressed her pelvis hard against his face.
She changed position and sat down on his chest, this time facing him. She sliddown until her ass-crack met his lips.
-Now, you start licking my ass, or you die!
Ulf knew she meant what she said. He tickled her bitter-tasting crack withthe tip of his tongue. Jennifer sighed impatiently:
-When I tell you to lick my ass, I want you to lick my asshole, stupid! Theheavy mulatto lady spat him between the eyes and began fondling her swollencunt with slow movements. Ulf began cleaning her backdoor entrance with mixedemotions. He felt both disgust and some strange, unexpected humble joy in lickingher anus. And he adored the sight of her strikingly beautiful pussy, and theway she touched herself.
-Now, I want you to stick your filthy tongue deep, deeeep into my asshole,piggy! I spit on you! And she spat him in the face again. Ulf dug his tonguethrough the tight rim and began fucking her asshole with his tongue. He pushedas deep into her as he could, and then withdrew, only to repeat the act, again,and again, and again...
Jennifer spasmed and tried to chop off his dirty tongue with her rim. Thisorgasm was second to no other orgasm she had ever experienced before. Beforethe final wave of purest pleasure had swept through her sweaty body, she startedpissing him in the face. She managed to hit him in both eyes, and commandedhim NOT to close them. She target-practised on his blinking blue eyes and nostrils.She figured, with his mouth busy licking her ass, he might as well drink herpiss through the nose. She could hear Gw´Neela laugh wickedly in thebackground.
The two women left him there, alone with the lioness, trapped andpiss-reeking. They knew the feline wasn't hungry, but how was he to know thatshe wasn't going to eat him? The big cat never killed a trapped prey. Theyknew, even though they had never tried it before.
-How about watching a movie and have a snack, asked Gw´Neela.
Jennifer glanced at Ulf and responded:
-Fine. I'm in the mood for a romantic comedy.
-There's that new Julia Roberts movie...
And they left the basement. Ulf stared at the lioness, and tried with all hismight not to show the horror he felt.
Two hours and fifteen minutes passed. They both looked very relaxed anda little bit drunk when they returned. Ulf, who by now was scared half to death,whimpered miserably as soon as he saw them:
-Thank God! I'll do anything... Anything you ask of me, if you only let melive. For a moment, I thought...
-No! WE will do anything... ANY... THING... we please to you. You shall onlyface the facts. WE are in control, and YOU are nothing but a worthless slave,Gw´Neela said with a stern expression.
The women undressed and then entered the cell. Jennifer sat down beside thegiant cat and began fondling its ears. A few months ago, this would have beenan impossibility. The lioness would never had accepted her presence. But forthe last several months, Jen had been the one bringing the lioness her liveprey – mainly goats and pigs. The feline had finally accepted her mistress'best friend and now allowed her the liberty of walking around naked in theden at any hour of the day.
-You're such a darling, Mathilda, Jennifer said and rested her head on thelion's chest. She listened to her heart.
Mathilda had lost interest in the bound man shortly after the two women hadleft them alone. He didn't fight or try to run away from her, and besides,she had just eaten. She just watched him for a while, until she got bored andfell asleep.
Gw´Neela put her naked foot in the prisoner's face and asked Jennifer:
-How does it feel to have somebody lick your ass?
-Try it and you'll find out, Jen answered lazily.
-God didn't create the tongue, so that it should be used to clean assholes.
-How do you know?
-It's filthy!
-Uhu... And it sure feels terrific!
-Dirty!
-Mmm... and sexy! Look, you are a Princess, and he is just another articleof consumption. He's got the tongue, and you've got the asshole, and he isnot going anywhere, so you should at least try it.
-Hmmm...
The black royalty turned around and sat down on his face. She watched his limppenis and nervously moving feet when he started wetting her crack with histongue. A tickling sensation travelled up her spine. Jen was right – thiswasn't bad at all. Then she noticed his penis was growing hard again.
-Look, Jen! His getting excited. What a filthy pig!
-I told you. He was born to do it!
-I believe you're right. Gw´Neela slid down a hand and began strokingherself. Her damp pussy was resting on his chin. She stroke the area aboveher erect clitoris while he penetrated her virgin rim for the first time. Sheclimaxed right away.
-WOW! I never thought it would be this good!
Jennifer smiled knowingly and continued to pet the lioness. After a minuteor so, Jen got too hot to just watch, so she started rubbing herself as Gw´Neelarode the slave's face. The Princess was always magnificent to behold when shewas enjoying any kind of sexual stimulation. Her firm and pointy tits heavedas she panted greedily and moved her hips harder and faster. She ordered theman:
-Just hold your tongue like that! Keep it still!
She began fucking it rhythmically, while rubbing her own clit with faster andfaster finger movements. Jennifer and Mathilda watched the scene with fascination.Gw´Neela sighed and moaned her way through another long, bestial orgasm,but never lost her pace. She tried to push his tongue further up her ass eachtime she landed on his face. She thanked her lucky star she had been workingout in the gym five days a week for the last couple of years, otherwise shewould have collapsed already. She finished herself, and him, off by fuckinghis head so hard that she slammed it against the floor and rendered him unconscious.She felt disappointed when his soft tongue slid out of her anus.
They didn't feed Mathilda the next day. They kept her locked up in the adjoiningcell, only a few meters away from him. The noticed how she changed during thatday, how she bared her teeth and stared at him like she did on any other livemeal being served to her. She even tried to reach him through the iron bars,but he was out of harm's way. For a while. The both fucked his face twice duringthat second day, and sensed how he grew more terrified.
Gw´Neela squatted above his face and bared her own teeth at the lionessand roared playfully. Mathilda answered with an almost deafening roar and clawedat the iron bars. The Princess laughed and started pissing on Ulf.
-This is the only thing you will be given to drink from now on, so you betternot let it go to waste.
He reluctantly opened his mouth and swallowed mouthfuls of her golden nectar.Gw´Neela kept her eyes locked on her hungry lioness all the time.
In the morning on the third day, the women satisfied themselves on the petrifiedman, who had spent the entire night listening to the furious lioness' everymove. Jennifer scratched Ulf hard in the face and on the chest. The smell ofblood triggered the female predator in the other cell. She tried to break downthe cell door, but calmed down after a short while. She sat down close to thebars and waited patiently, like she knew it was only a matter of time...
Gw´Neela stood above the trembling man with her feet on either side ofhis chest. She released a golden ray that hit one of his bleeding wounds. Hescreamed and shuddered spastically. Mathilda roared and bided her time. Gw´Neelawatched the mighty lioness wag her tail real slow, like she always did beforean attack.
After Jennifer too had washed his upper body and his numerous wounds with herurine, they punched him in the head until they were sure he was unconscious.Then they unlocked the shackles and left the cell.
They returned shortly after lunch. The horrified and naked man was sittingin the opposite corner of his cell, as far away from the starved cat as possible.He was crying like a child. His face was a pale mask of sheer terror.
The incredibly aroused and expectant women kissed each other with wide openmouths for several minutes. The smell of their swollen, lubricated pussiesmixed with the stench of the man's fear and the cat's predatory odour. Theyfinished the kiss unwillingly and faced their slave. Gw´Neela gazed athim.
-Mathilda is very hungry. She has not eaten in days.
-No! NO! Please! Don't do this! Please... What have I possibly done to deservethis? I am not an evil man. I... He broke down and cried again.
-Who says you have done something to deserve this? You egoistic, self-centredlittle man! Do you really think the whole world revolves around You?
-But Why?!
-What a foolish question! Because I want to! Because... You are Nothing! Because...I own you. And because... Mathilda is hungry.
Ulf threw himself to the floor and pleaded to her:
-I beg you, Dear Princess! Don't do this to me! Don't kill me!
-I am not going to kill you. Do I look like a cannibal to you?
The women laughed. Mathilda remained almost completely still. Gw´Neelapushed the button. The lock to the lioness' cage clicked and swung open. Gw´Neelaand Jennifer embraced.
The starved lioness didn't jump him immediately. Instead, she circled him ashe sat stiff by horror in the middle of the cell. She seemed to enjoy thisas much as the horny women on the outside.
It began with a light poke by the paw. He tumbled around, shaken but not seriouslyharmed. Mathilda moved closer and sank her claws into his calf. That made himjump and scream on top of his lungs. She struck him down, bit him lightly inthe neck and then released him. Obviously, she wasn't hungry enough to turndown this exciting game. She repeated the cruel procedure many times. Especially,she enjoyed wrestling him down and then bite him playfully in the legs andarms.
Gw´Neela felt Jen's tender fingers against her sopping wet labia. Shereturned the favour and then kissed her friend's cheek, without taking hereyes off the brilliant spectacle. She found Jennifer's big and hard clit andwent straight for the main course. She rubbed it skilfully and sighed happilywhen Jen began spanking Gw´Neela's sensitive pearl with her index finger.
They rarely blinked during the sexy wrestling match inside the cell. Neitherof them wanted to miss the fatal blow, or the magic moment when Mathilda sankher teeth into his neck, or tore his limbs off.
The superior lioness tossed him into the bars that separated them from thetwo ladies outside. He slammed into the cell door and fell to the ground, stillconscious but just barely. He had several bleeding wounds, but none that lookedto be very serious. The huge cat mounted him in a very erotic manner. It lookedlike she was hungry for some oral sex, as she practically sat on his face andbegan licking his balls and penis with her sandpaper-rough tongue. And to theiramazement, he started to grow before their eyes. The ladies increased the intensityin their mutual masturbation-act. Then Jennifer came up with a brilliant idea:
-Can you hear me, slave?
Through the tears of pain and horror, he managed to answer her:
-Yes... I can.
-Very well... Maybe... if you put on a great show... we will let you live.
-What do you want me to do? I'll do anything.
-I know you will, Jen replied. Poor Mathilda does not have a mate. You knowhow lonesome it feels, when you have absolutely no one to turn to in your hourof need.
-Please! What?
-I want you to satisfy her with your filthy tongue, just like you did to us,except not in the ass this time.
Gw´Neela started to giggle:
-That's right. We would like you to... lick the cat's pussy!
-To... lick the pussy's pussy, Jennifer filled in. They both laughed scornfully,but never stopped rubbing each other's cunts. Mathilda licked his stiff peniscarefully, like she didn't want to harm the fragile little thing. When Ulfreached the feline's sex with his tongue, the surprised predator turned herhead quickly. She didn't look like she knew how to deal with this unexpectedcaress. But Ulf soon warmed her up, so she resumed her cock-licking. A thick,transparent fluid oozed out of her vagina and into his sucking and lickingmouth. The smell was highly sexual and very strong.
The women sat close to the bars, completely breathless. They had never seena lioness receiving cunnilingus from a man before. Most likely, they were thefirst humans in the history of the world to do so. They gave each other constantpleasure with their hands, but they both had their minds elsewhere. To watchhis little pink tongue dart in and out of the feline cunt was mesmerising.Especially when considering the awful pain he must feel by now, with the bloodflowing from his countless wounds.
After a few minutes of energetic oral service, the lioness sprayed his entireface with her thick, bestial fluid and growled quietly. That was that. He hadgiven her an orgasm. The women kept each other on the brink of the Big One.The best was still to come.
Mathilda became aware of her hunger for fresh meat. She sank her teeth intohis still hard cock, and caused him to punch her hard in the ribs. She begantearing his member off his torso. The first squirt of blood hit Jennifer acrossthe chest. She smeared it all over her giant breasts with her free hand, whileshe roughly treated the lusty Princess with the other one.
As the lioness had his penis for aperitif, the two women orgasmed together.They kept cumming and cumming while the starved cat tormented her helplessvictim, and tore out chunks of bleeding meat from his struggling body. Shekept him alive for minutes, and the women appreciated every second of the cruelcircus. Despite the cramp in the fingers, they still masturbated each other'sassaulted pussies to the bitter end...
They stayed there for almost the entire meal and embraced tenderly, whilewatching Mathilda consuming the pathetic man's remains. Gw´Neela brokethe spell:
-What could possibly beat this?
-Maybe... the next one.
Their eyes met and they kissed passionately. The world was overcrowded withobnoxious male prey. They walked out of the basement and up the stairs.
After a hot shower, they lay down to rest side by side. Jennifer giggled:
-Imagine that! Giving a lion oral sex! And then get yourself killed and eatenby it.
-And tomorrow, she will shit him out.
-Poop!
-I hope he will not cause her indigestion or something.
-Like constipation.
-Yes... or...
-Stop it! You make me sick to my stomach!
-You started it!
As they watched the news on TV, they decided to go out looking for the nextsuiting victim in the evening.
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