Enthrallment in Blood
by The Tome of Ebon: /~Tome_of_Ebon/
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Dec 4, 2009

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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

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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.

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