Chapter 4: Lovemaking

Salim wanted to ask Horsetail how she could dance so well with a bad leg, but then her lips closed on his cock, and he forgot all about it. Indeed, her mouth sucked so hard, her tongue caressed with such agility, that Salim forgot about everything, delighting in the exquisite pleasure she was giving him.

After a while, he wanted something more, and he interrupted her tireless efforts. Lifting her head from his lap, he put a sweetmeat into her mouth and, lying on his back, gestured for her to mount him. The Khati slave did his bidding, sliding the gates of her womanhood onto his hard, saliva-slick rod. At first, her movements were slow, languid, yet strangely sensual, her torso swaying from side to side like a charmed serpent while her hips rose and fell.

Salim again noticed the chimeras tattooed on her switch-marked inner thighs. As she rode him, it looked as if the rampant monsters either worshiped or attacked his cock as it entered her strangely hairless pussy. Soon she quickened the pace, riding him harder and harder, and he felt his cock gripped with great force inside her. The feeling was so pleasant, so peculiar; he closed his eyes to savor it.

Suddenly, he saw a vision of the monsters grabbing his dick with their many claws and trunks. With a shocked gasp, he bolted upright, accidentally throwing the girl to the floor. Still, his desire was undiminished, his arousal unwavering. His new concubine glanced up at him questioningly, worry on her scarred face. Salim forced a smile and, grabbing her, bent her over the bench. Then, he took her from behind.