Enthrallment in Blood by The Tome of Ebon: /~Tome_of_Ebon/ To send feedback, visit the website above. Dec 4, 2009 ====== This story contains descriptions of an adult nature. If you are a minor or person offended by such materials, you should not read further. This story does not necessarily reflect any people or practices in the real world, and should not be taken as reality. Codes: M/f Mdom anal nc mc rape sad monst vamp magic 1st caution ====== Silently, Rhyzar slipped through the window, his dark form alerting no one to his presence as he sought for his prey. His blue-black form--thin to the point that his ribs showed through clearly, yet with corded muscle under the tight skin of his limbs--moved silently, his nostrils flaring as he drew in the scent of the girl who lay on the bed. The city outside was quiet, the bustle of merchant's carts and the noise of the bazaar settled down; even the wealthy district that Rhyzar had infiltrated was clear of anyone taking a late night stroll or tryst. Grotesque, a being neither man nor beast, but rather a descendant of primordial darkness, the nosferatu slid towards his prey on clawed but silent feet. Elia lay snuggled in her blankets, light blonde hair spilled across her pillow as the slender girl lay sound asleep with her petite chest rising and falling ever so slightly with each gentle breath. A little white nightshirt was set about her form under the covers, trimmed with lace and barely covering her thighs, just enough to offer her some semblance of modesty should she be seen arising before she dressed. As her small, innocent nose prepared to take in one of those slow breaths, Rhyzar leaned over her, his fang-lined maw opening grotesquely wide, and breathed out a foul black fog across her nostrils, his mouth so close that he almost kissed her. Unsuspecting, the girl drew it into her lungs, her calm sleep undisturbed. Drawing back, Rhyzar waited, watching her for the right moment to proceed, once his dark fog had taken hold. The girl remained asleep, though her eyes moved behind the porcelain lids, darting this way and that. The nosferatu watched until he knew that the moment was right, then his long fingers gripped Elia's shoulders, their gnarled, clawed lengths taking a firm hold as he shook her willowy form. His crimson eyes gleamed in the darkness as his hunger grew more intense, the gloom of the darkened bedchamber seeming to deepen as his arousal grew. Elia's pale lilac eyes opened slowly at the disturbance, unfocused and confused as the girl was roused from her sleep. She tried to say something, innocent Cupid's-bow lips mouthing the words, but no sound came out, only the softest breath of air as her little chest began to heave more visibly, her breath growing fearful and yet excited at the same time. Rhyzar grinned, knowing that the girl was completely in his power. Such a fine specimen, the nosferatu thought, his smooth, oily form poised above her. Yes... oh yes, he wanted to keep this one. He wanted her right now. Rhyzar's shaft swelled with desire, the blue-black, shining erection wet and slick, lined with small, rounded nodules along its length. Its bulbous head throbbed to hardness, slippery, musky precum leaking from its tip as the nosferatu's breaths grew heavier. Reaching to the hem of the girl's nightshirt, he lifted it over her stomach to expose her hairless little pussy and the curved, delectable flesh where her thighs met the bottom of her torso. Elia's eyes grew wide, but she only bubbled silent sounds from her soft lips, seeming unable to move or to resist as she gazed up at the hideous nosferatu poised above her, a strange pang felt in her core as her drugged mind registered his form more clearly through the haze. She knew she should be more afraid, should try to resist the nightmare beast that crouched above her and violated the safe haven of her bed, but she could not rouse herself against him. As if in a dream, she let one of her hands trail over the beast's corded forearm, feeling the slickness of his blue-black skin over his hardened muscles. Gripping the girl, Rhyzar rolled her over onto her flat stomach, his sensitive, bat-like nose drawing in the scent of her silken blonde hair as he positioned himself above her. His tongue slowly laved over the girl's face, tasting her as he savored her fragile body, his sharp-clawed fingers teasing her skin before he lowered himself closer to her for the claiming of her tender flesh. Elia's body shuddered as she felt something new, frightening through the haze over her senses. The nosferatu's thick, bestial phallus was pressing between her buttocks now, pressing hard against her anus. She instinctively knew that the creature wished to penetrate her there, and a frightened whimper rose soundlessly from her rose-petal lips. Not there, she thought, please not there! It was to no avail, though, as the intoxicating scent of his strange breath was surrounding her, addling her mind as she gazed up into his baleful red eyes, and her head turned unbidden as she rose slightly, turning her head to kiss his lusting mouth. Tentatively at first, then with warming passion, her soft lips explored her predator's twisted flesh, the bitter taste of his skin's slime meeting her tongue on the grim, nightmarish visage of the hungry fiend. The nosferatu savored in his prey's kisses, then his toothy mouth locked to her soft lips and their tongues entwined while he continued to push slowly against Elia's backdoor with his bulging cock-head. Gradually, her anus opened to his slimy length, and the thick, knobby shaft slid into her rectum, filling her with its girth. Elia blinked slightly, her gaze widening as she looked back into the monster's crimson eyes. The stretching of her tight pucker hurt a bit despite his cock's greasiness, and the fullness within her was strange and uncomfortable, but somehow the mist around her warped the sensation into something intoxicating, as if the creature were leeching away the painful sensations, leaving only strangeness. Her tensed body relaxing once more, Elia gave the predator's cock an experimental squeeze with her anal muscles, her lips forming a slight, mute moan. Grinning down at the slight frame of his plaything, the nosferatu began to thrust, his lips finding her kissing mouth again and locking upon it as he hammered into her mercilessly. He was quite capable of feeling pleasure through his thick, throbbing cock, but that was not the only thing he could feel. His crimson eyes glowed with blank intensity as her emotions of pain, fear, and shame siphoned into him, invigorating his darkness-spawned body with new energy. That blood-red gaze peered into her wide glassy eyes, her sensations fueling him as he left her an empty puppet that did only what he allowed her to do, while he drained her emotions to fuel the power of their coupling. Her bowels were tight and warm around his lusting shaft as he thrust into her, penetrating deep as he opened her up to sheathe his cock, savoring in her rear in a way she had never experienced before. His claw-like fingers reached beneath her to seize upon her modest breasts, squeezing and manipulating at the silky bosom mercilessly, leaving scratches that beaded with the deep red of her blood. Blood... At that scent, he quickly shifted, pulling out momentarily to flip Elia onto her back, then lifting her hips to plunge back into her waiting anus. Leaning his head to suck away the drops from her breast, he resumed pounding into her rectum with his eager thrusts, his gnarled lips finding the soft pink of the girl's mouth once more, kissing her hotly before licking her small tits where they were marked with little crimson droplets. Blank-eyed, the girl kissed him back as much as she could, her tautly stretched asshole quivering as it pleasured the beast's savage cock. Elia wanted to scream. He was hurting her, she felt the blood welling on her chest as his rough tongue licked her soft skin! Why couldn't she react, why did she feel so attracted to this creature? He was ugly, and cruel, and she felt sure he did not belong in her where he had entered. Even now she could feel his sharp teeth digging into her breast, but her head was reeling, and a moan rose from her lips. Worse, she felt the uncontrollable urge to buck against his sizable erection as she found herself pounded lustingly underneath him, her virgin sex wetter than she could dare to admit. So wet, and yet he was taking her in that small hole in her rear instead, forcing her open painfully with no regard for her. Yet no matter how wrong it seemed to one part of her, the insidious voice awakened in the back of her head coaxed her to crave more, to make her wish she could have that mighty cock pounding her tiny asshole every night. Crystal drops of moisture formed in the corners of her eyes as her pale hair was tousled, but she found herself kissing her assailant's mouth again as he pushed deep into her. A cruel sneer of contemptuous pleasure broke out upon Rhyzar's features. The nosferatu could feel his slimy balls tightening, his seed percolating as the essences he took from her energized his body and senses. He knew that his orgasm was approaching, bubbling up in him now as he sank his cock deep into Elia's tight bowels, thrusting as roughly as he could, knowing that it hurt her. Feeling his own intoxicating pleasure boiling through him, he knew the moment was right for the true claiming. Opening his mouth wide, he struck like a snake, fangs gleaming in what little starlight shone through the window. Elia's eyes shot wide open again as the fangs dug deep into her throat, her mouth dropping uselessly open, no sound coming out but a rattling gasp. Wriggling feebly under the fiend's powerful body, she moaned helplessly as her crimson lifeblood began to flow into his mouth, that delicious copper-tasting fluid giving him revitalized energy as he drained her away, her struggles slowly becoming more feeble, her eyes going blank as a soft gurgle rose from her throat. How delightful, the beast thought as he drained her away into his hungry stomach. As he fed, his cock throbbed mightily and erupted deep in the slender girl's asshole, great gushes of his hot seed spurting into her rear entry, the passage plugged with his cock so that his great release flooded into the nether reaches of her intestine, warm and swirling within as he continued to drink. The last bit of essence was always the best, that deep red flow after a girl had been defiled and drained. Rhyzar dug his teeth deeper into Elia's soft throat, the sharp needles opening her veins to pour out into his hungrily suckling mouth. The beast was sucking her veins dry, Elia could tell. What little vision she had in the darkness was fading to black as she wondered now if she was dying. There was hardly any pain. The intoxicating vapor in the air and the nosferatu's fully awakened draining power had seen to that, dulling her senses to what was happening to her. She couldn't be dying, she thought, surely this had to be some sort of bizarre nightmare! She would wake up and everything would be fine, she thought to herself. But everything was fine, wasn't it? She felt good, her weakening body moving to wrap her arms around her lover, stroking his twisted form as she let out a low moan. Perhaps it was a wonderful dream and not a horrible nightmare at all, she thought. She wasn't sure if she wanted to wake up, caressing the nosferatu above her feebly. Rhyzar caressed her in return as he drank her away, his crimson eyes glittering with delight from her fine blood. The glut of it filled his body, giving his emaciated-looking torso a hale and slender appearance, while his corded limbs seemed to grow thicker, more muscular. With a final shudder, Elia fell still upon the bed, and he slowly released her from the grip of his jaws, licking to seal the telltale marks that his claws and fangs had left, the skin once more unmarred. Satiated, Rhyzar dragged his blasphemous form to the window and slithered out into the darkness, leaving Elia still and pale, an oddly blissful expression on her face as she lay without motion or breath. Rhyzar grinned with satisfaction. The ecstasy of draining would come but once, but now the beauty was his. His new toy would lie dormant until she was buried, and then he would retrieve her, preserved by his dark powers to serve as his thrall forever. ======