1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 9


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Discipline, Domination/submission, Extreme, Fisting, Horror, Lactation, Male Domination, Murder, Pregnant, Slavery, Spanking, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    and when he walked in, she smiled at him. He sat down on her bed and, without taking his eyes from her, he said, "Giolla, fetch a bottle for my son." From the corner of his eye, he saw Giolla jump to her feet and run from the room. "Is Kaneez not to breastfeed My Lord's son?" "No," he said, using one hand to pinch her areola and dipping his head to lick away the drop of milk that beaded on her nipple. "You would have to remove your jewelry, and that will not happen. Besides," he said, squeezing more milk from her, "these are mine alone." He latched onto her breast and used his fingers to milk her, lapping up every drop that flowed from her. "Oh, yes, Ahriman!" she whispered, and he moved to her other breast when the first was dry. By the time he finished with that one, Giolla was kneeling at his feet, the bottle held up toward him. He took it without a word and held it to his son's lips. Samil latched on immediately and began sucking. "My Lord?" He looked up at Kaneez. "Yes, my mate?" "How long until My Lord can fuck Kaneez again?" He frowned, and Samil squirmed. He raised the boy to his shoulder and coaxed a burp from him. "Six fucking weeks to be safe," he said bitterly, but then he smiled slightly. "I can still fuck your mouth, though, and for six weeks, that's what I'll do, ...
    often." She smiled back, and her eyes twinkled, but he shook his head. "Not now. You need to rest, and so does Samil. You will stay in this room until you feel strong enough to return to mine, and you had better be fucking honest about that, Kaneez. If I discover that you've lied to me about feeling better, I just might string you up in the ritual room." Her smile faltered, and she hung her head. "Yes, Ahriman," she said softly, and then he caught her chin in his fingers and pulled her head up. He kissed her fiercely, and she was breathing hard when he released her. "Thank you, Kaneez, for giving me my son." "My Lord is welcome," she said, her smile back. "Kaneez is proud to give My Lord a son." He kissed her forehead. "Sleep now. I will check on you later." She snuggled under the covers. "Yes, Ahriman." She closed her eyes, and he left the room, his son asleep in his arms. "Giolla!" She appeared quickly and knelt at his feet, head down and hands behind her. "Is Samil's room ready?" She nodded silently, and he shoved her aside with his foot and walked upstairs. He had turned the room next to his into a nursery and had added a connecting door. He pinned a diaper onto his son before swaddling him tightly and laying him in his cradle, thanking Chernobog one more time for his perfect child.
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