My eyes open and I try to turn my head but my arms are in the way. Pulling on them I can feel they are bound. It's then that I realize I'm not breathing. I take a great gasp, but feel nothing.
I yank harder on the binds feeling cool course metal against my skin. My body feels cold and I feel panic. Over and over I yank with my wrists as I curse but nothing.
Movement through the mattress pulls my attention away and I lift my head as best I can. I'm not so much scared as I am angry.
I curl my lip and feel my nostrils flare, "You. Where have you brought me!?"
Looking around this place is old and decrepit. It smells of age and forgotten duties. I shiver as the cold digs deeper into my body. Bringing my legs up I try to warm myself but they too feel cold.
One would think I was afraid, but no I am not. My heart is not beating fast to indicate... my heart. Suddenly the memories flood back to me, his teeth, his words, the blood... my blood.
Frantically I look around then back at him, "What do you think you are going to do with me?"
I watch with fascination the process his mind goes through as he wakes. I remember being very afraid. He does not seem to be. He chooses to finally express some annoyance at his situation.
What do you think you are going to do with me?
I move across the bed towards him and he shifts away but I simply grab him and haul him back then straddle him sitting my ass down over his stomach holding him to the bed with my body weight. I look down at him. "I'll do whatever I want."
I glare up at him, but at the same time I can feel my nipples harden and my mind switch from anger to arousal. What is wrong with me!?
I take in his appearance, what has happened and my situation. A vampire. I do not remember any sexual activity only his biting me. My eyes follow his hair long against his shirt; I bite my lower lip.
That felt good. Squeezing my hands I bite my lower lip again harder this time and feel my body burn inside for something more. My stomach clenches and I tighten it's muscles feeling his firm ass against them.
Licking my lips I look into his eyes, "Do you know I am - a virgin? I suppose that makes it all the better yeah? Plan on taking my ass, then what? Bleed me dry," I look toward the door, "or will your vampires mates be getting a turn?"
My cock is filling and I'm actually turned on but my stomach is knotting up and my mouth is getting dry.
I can see and sense his arousal once more as I look him over. "I do not need to bleed you dry. I already have." I see a feint hint of a dark bud through his shirt so I reach down and pull his shirt open popping the one remaining closed button to get a better look. My eyes shift to his. "You will be mine and mine alone. No other will touch you unless I give permission."
I run my hands over his chest feeling his skin, dead and cold, nipples tightly budded under my palms, soft sprinkle of hair between them that I run my fingertips through. "As for your ass..." I take my hands off him and move them to my own shirt removing it. "That's going to be mine very very soon."
My lips tremble and I begin to breath heavy though I do not feel it. I raise an eyebrow as I feel my body tremble under his touch, "Yours? Only you yeah? Till you kill me..."
My eyes take in his perfect body not hearing if he even answered me. My toes curl in my boots and I squirm under him wanting to feel him. I've never even had so much as a hand job. And now...
A pain seers through my stomach and up through my chest. I cry out in pain, "What's wrong!? Aaaa bloody fuck!"
I gnash my teeth and look up at him. I need something, something more!
He's starting to feel it, that pain, so deep, hunger will be added to it soon, such a burning hunger full of pain.
"That is your body starting to decompose..." I smile wide at him. "Because you are dead." I know how badly that hurts. Gaspard left me for days before he made up his mind what to do with me. Writhing in my agony alone and frightened before finally returning to relieve me of it.
I move back on him till I am over his thighs. He pulls at the cuffs and cries out again. I work on his belt and pants, undoing them. It's amazing in the midst of all that agony how one's body can still react. I push his waistband down past his hips and over the swell of his ass. I smile as the smell of his erection hits me, then the sight of it, hard and pale nestled among all that dark hair.
I sit back for a second and look him over. I could not have chosen much better beauty wise, he is splendid. "I am so going to enjoy this." Then I lean down and take him in my mouth.
I cry out this time in pleasure! His mouth is so wet and hot, fuck yes! I want to thrust into him, but he is holding my hips down. A string of obscenities flow from my mouth as I feel like I'm going to cum but yet I don't.
The frustration has me close to tears - or it could be the pain and the desire for - something! It's not a sexual desire, it's almost a need. I open my mouth and take in a deep breath and I swear I can taste his smell.
Pulling against the binds on my wrist I hear myself moan and damn near growl for more. "Give it to me Raphael! Do it, I need it!"
I'm not sure exactly what it is I need so badly, but I ache for it!
I smile around his cock as I suck and lick him, savouring it, the taste of him as well as the voicing of his need. It makes my cock hard in my pants, rock hard and aching to be buried in him making him mine.
I let his cock fall out of my mouth then sit back up and undo my buckle, stripping my belt off. "You don't even know what it is you need do you Benjamin. What only I can give you..."
I undo my pants pushing them down enough to get my cock out. I take it in my hand as I look down at him and stroke myself. "Let me give you a hint." I bring my other hand up to my mouth and run the edge of my palm across my fang. I feel my blood ooze out and start to trickle down my wrist. The smell of it wafting in the air.
My eyes go wide at the sight of his large cock. Bloody hell he is going to rip me in two... his blood! My mouth waters and I try to lunge forward. I want his blood!? Fuck yes I do!
I moan at the sound of his need which fuels my own lust. I shift off of him, grab him and flip him over rolling him onto his stomach, loving how now that the need for my blood has come forth he fights me and writhes trying to get to it.
"Patience sweet thing." I chuckle and slap his ass then roughly yank his pants down further till they sit around his knees helping to keep his legs under control. I squeeze my hand together and drip blood on him watching as it trickles down the crack of his ass. Then I spread his cheeks with my hands and move forward rubbing the tip of my cock down his ass spreading the blood over him. I moan in anticipation of breaking him.
I lean forward and grab his hair threading my fingers through it and pulling his head back. "You want my blood don't you Benjamin, you want me, to be mine, don't you?!" With my other hand I push the tip of my cock into him gritting my teeth against the fucking tightness of him as I push into it. "All fucking mine!"
I can smell his blood, it fills my senses and I fucking want it! Fighting against him is useless but I won't stop! I feel his blood as it drops on my ass and I moan loudly and press my cock into the bed.
THe knowledge of what he is using it for, my need for both overwhelms me and has me grinding back against him. My mouth is watering and I;m drooling. I don't fucking care though. All my mind can think of his blood and him being inside me!
When he grabs my hair his blood is so close and I do growl this time! I open my mouth wide and hiss and growl. His words drive my need for him.
"Yes, all yours! Do it, give it to me! Now!"
As I talk I can feel my teeth - fangs. I moan and run my tongue over them, "Need to taste you!"
I lean forward snarling at him as finally my cock breaches his hole and pushes into him. "All mine!" The tightness almost takes my breath away and has my balls pull up as he writhes under me and cries out but I don't give him or myself any mercy.
I push all the way in to him then pull out and push back into him again and again slamming my cock home, filling him, grinding my hips, thrusting them, feeling my balls slap and rub on him, snarling and moaning and claiming him, making him mine until I am close to cumming.
I let go of his hair and hook my arm under his chin wrapping it round his throat pulling his head back. "You want it you fucking take it or you won't get it at all!"
I snarl and growl bucking back against him loving how it feels to be filled by him, knowing I'm only ever going to feel him, loving the way it feels to be stretched and pounded.
His blood is so fucking close I've got to have it now! Pulling and yanking on the binds not giving a damn about my bones or skin I moan and cry out till I feel my hands slip through the cuffs.
Grabbing his arm I open my mouth wide and plunge my fangs into it. I can smell my own blood from my hands, they are skinned and I can see the bone but all I can think of is his blood filling my mouth and his cock filling my ass.
Pressing back I fuck myself on his cock as I dig my fangs deeper into his arm gulping down his blood loving the rich smokey taste. The anger in his blood filling me making feel powerful.
Lifting my mouth I look back at him and snarl, "Fuck my ass! Cum!"
The look on his face. I did that, I made him into this, so fucking beautiful and all mine.
I do what he snarls at me, I come, hard, grinding my cock into him spilling my seed, my cock pulses filling him with it, my free hand grabs at his hip, pulling on him, fingertips digging into his skin, anything to bury my cock as far as I can into him as I moan and whimper. "Yes, yes.."
I can fucking feel him cum! My cock jerks and I'm unloading onto the bed sliding on it as he continues to pound me. I bury my face in his arm again drinking from him letting my body feel everything.
Pressing my ass back against him I lift my face and lick my lips and moan, "Raphael..."
Licking at his arm I watch in amazement as the wound closes. He has stilled and I look back him, "I am vampire."
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I yank harder on the binds feeling cool course metal against my skin. My body feels cold and I feel panic. Over and over I yank with my wrists as I curse but nothing.
Movement through the mattress pulls my attention away and I lift my head as best I can. I'm not so much scared as I am angry.
I curl my lip and feel my nostrils flare, "You. Where have you brought me!?"
Looking around this place is old and decrepit. It smells of age and forgotten duties. I shiver as the cold digs deeper into my body. Bringing my legs up I try to warm myself but they too feel cold.
One would think I was afraid, but no I am not. My heart is not beating fast to indicate... my heart. Suddenly the memories flood back to me, his teeth, his words, the blood... my blood.
Frantically I look around then back at him, "What do you think you are going to do with me?"
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What do you think you are going to do with me?
I move across the bed towards him and he shifts away but I simply grab him and haul him back then straddle him sitting my ass down over his stomach holding him to the bed with my body weight. I look down at him. "I'll do whatever I want."
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I take in his appearance, what has happened and my situation. A vampire. I do not remember any sexual activity only his biting me. My eyes follow his hair long against his shirt; I bite my lower lip.
That felt good. Squeezing my hands I bite my lower lip again harder this time and feel my body burn inside for something more. My stomach clenches and I tighten it's muscles feeling his firm ass against them.
Licking my lips I look into his eyes, "Do you know I am - a virgin? I suppose that makes it all the better yeah? Plan on taking my ass, then what? Bleed me dry," I look toward the door, "or will your vampires mates be getting a turn?"
My cock is filling and I'm actually turned on but my stomach is knotting up and my mouth is getting dry.
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I run my hands over his chest feeling his skin, dead and cold, nipples tightly budded under my palms, soft sprinkle of hair between them that I run my fingertips through. "As for your ass..." I take my hands off him and move them to my own shirt removing it. "That's going to be mine very very soon."
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My eyes take in his perfect body not hearing if he even answered me. My toes curl in my boots and I squirm under him wanting to feel him. I've never even had so much as a hand job. And now...
A pain seers through my stomach and up through my chest. I cry out in pain, "What's wrong!? Aaaa bloody fuck!"
I gnash my teeth and look up at him. I need something, something more!
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"That is your body starting to decompose..." I smile wide at him. "Because you are dead." I know how badly that hurts. Gaspard left me for days before he made up his mind what to do with me. Writhing in my agony alone and frightened before finally returning to relieve me of it.
I move back on him till I am over his thighs. He pulls at the cuffs and cries out again. I work on his belt and pants, undoing them. It's amazing in the midst of all that agony how one's body can still react. I push his waistband down past his hips and over the swell of his ass. I smile as the smell of his erection hits me, then the sight of it, hard and pale nestled among all that dark hair.
I sit back for a second and look him over. I could not have chosen much better beauty wise, he is splendid. "I am so going to enjoy this." Then I lean down and take him in my mouth.
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The frustration has me close to tears - or it could be the pain and the desire for - something! It's not a sexual desire, it's almost a need. I open my mouth and take in a deep breath and I swear I can taste his smell.
Pulling against the binds on my wrist I hear myself moan and damn near growl for more. "Give it to me Raphael! Do it, I need it!"
I'm not sure exactly what it is I need so badly, but I ache for it!
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I let his cock fall out of my mouth then sit back up and undo my buckle, stripping my belt off. "You don't even know what it is you need do you Benjamin. What only I can give you..."
I undo my pants pushing them down enough to get my cock out. I take it in my hand as I look down at him and stroke myself. "Let me give you a hint." I bring my other hand up to my mouth and run the edge of my palm across my fang. I feel my blood ooze out and start to trickle down my wrist. The smell of it wafting in the air.
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"I need it!" My voice is deep and urgent.
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"Patience sweet thing." I chuckle and slap his ass then roughly yank his pants down further till they sit around his knees helping to keep his legs under control. I squeeze my hand together and drip blood on him watching as it trickles down the crack of his ass. Then I spread his cheeks with my hands and move forward rubbing the tip of my cock down his ass spreading the blood over him. I moan in anticipation of breaking him.
I lean forward and grab his hair threading my fingers through it and pulling his head back. "You want my blood don't you Benjamin, you want me, to be mine, don't you?!" With my other hand I push the tip of my cock into him gritting my teeth against the fucking tightness of him as I push into it. "All fucking mine!"
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THe knowledge of what he is using it for, my need for both overwhelms me and has me grinding back against him. My mouth is watering and I;m drooling. I don't fucking care though. All my mind can think of his blood and him being inside me!
When he grabs my hair his blood is so close and I do growl this time! I open my mouth wide and hiss and growl. His words drive my need for him.
"Yes, all yours! Do it, give it to me! Now!"
As I talk I can feel my teeth - fangs. I moan and run my tongue over them, "Need to taste you!"
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I push all the way in to him then pull out and push back into him again and again slamming my cock home, filling him, grinding my hips, thrusting them, feeling my balls slap and rub on him, snarling and moaning and claiming him, making him mine until I am close to cumming.
I let go of his hair and hook my arm under his chin wrapping it round his throat pulling his head back. "You want it you fucking take it or you won't get it at all!"
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His blood is so fucking close I've got to have it now! Pulling and yanking on the binds not giving a damn about my bones or skin I moan and cry out till I feel my hands slip through the cuffs.
Grabbing his arm I open my mouth wide and plunge my fangs into it. I can smell my own blood from my hands, they are skinned and I can see the bone but all I can think of is his blood filling my mouth and his cock filling my ass.
Pressing back I fuck myself on his cock as I dig my fangs deeper into his arm gulping down his blood loving the rich smokey taste. The anger in his blood filling me making feel powerful.
Lifting my mouth I look back at him and snarl, "Fuck my ass! Cum!"
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I do what he snarls at me, I come, hard, grinding my cock into him spilling my seed, my cock pulses filling him with it, my free hand grabs at his hip, pulling on him, fingertips digging into his skin, anything to bury my cock as far as I can into him as I moan and whimper. "Yes, yes.."
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Pressing my ass back against him I lift my face and lick my lips and moan, "Raphael..."
Licking at his arm I watch in amazement as the wound closes. He has stilled and I look back him, "I am vampire."
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