From telephoto@aol.com Tue Aug 05 13:49:35 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-2.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!baron.netcom.net.uk!netcom.net.uk!news1.netusa.net!qz!not-for-mail From: telephoto@aol.com (TelePhoto) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Subject: Repost: Roadside, Part 1 (vamp, mc, mf) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:49:35 GMT Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Lines: 357 Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Message-ID: <2636eli$9708051349@qz.little-neck.ny.us> NNTP-Posting-Host: alpha.netusa.net X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2636.txt> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19970805055301.BAA22205@ladder02.news.aol.com> Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories.moderated:2293 alt.sex.stories:244677 This should be read before "Roadside Part 2." If you aren't old enough to vote, you probably shouldn't read this yet either. If you don't like sex, vampires, or mind control, you really shouldn't read this. Thanks for all the kind words from the first time I posted this. It's nice to know people read my writing and like it too. :) *** Roadside, Part 1 (in four segments) 1 "And that's the ballgame. The Dodgers have moved to within two games of first place as they knock off the..." Gary clicked off the television and turned his attention to Lisa, who had fallen asleep next to him. The day must have worn her out, he thought, looking at her sweet face, relaxed into slumber. They had been driving for three days, and every night, when they checked into the next roadside motel, she would be asleep long before he was. On the first night, he cuddled with her, waking her up temporarily. She was very receptive to him that night, almost purring as he caressed her large breasts through the t-shirt. She rolled towards him and resettled in his arms, but she didn't open her eyes or return his touches. The second night, she didn't even roll over. Something Gary had never learned about his fiancee until this trip from Minnesota to California was that she didn't deal well with road travel. Each morning, she was fresh as a daisy, but by nightfall, she was almost dead. He smiled as he looked down on her. He felt restless, but he knew Lisa wouldn't respond well if he tried waking her up, assuming he could even rouse her. He never would have guessed she was so fragile just from driving for 12 hours, considering she was such a minx back home. Home. He thought about the fact that, from now on, home was a new place. The job offer had come out of the blue, and he had to be in Los Angeles in a week. They basically loaded up their lives into the back of a U-Haul and headed out. Now they were only two days from their destination and a new life. Gary realized he was thinking too much to have a chance at falling asleep for a while. Instead, he buttoned up his shirt, put his shoes back on, and walked out of the room into the parking lot. He had noticed a bar about a block away from the motel. Gary thought he'd walk over there and get a drink, and hopefully he'd be able to relax and get through his frustration. *** The sign flashed on and off in glowing red letters: "All-Nude!" Gary questioned whether he should go in, but in this middle-of- nowhere town, he doubted he'd find another bar in walking distance. He stepped in and was immediately overwhelmed by the thick smoke and blaring music. The assault on his senses left him feeling even more uncomfortable, but he still went all the way to a table and sat down. There weren't too many customers in the place. Gary figured that, since it was only about 11 o'clock, it was too early for the crowds to show. There were a few truckers whose rigs were parked outside, and a couple of other guys, each alone and each nursing a beer. "Hey there, sweet thing. What can I get you?" Gary turned to face the voice. He expected the nude waitress, but he definitely didn't expect her to be so beautiful. She was almost... unnatural. Her skin was pale and pure. Her hair was long, dark, and billowed around her face. Her tits were huge, but they seemed to defy gravity, they were so firm. But most of all, Gary noticed her eyes. They were bright and piercing. He couldn't look away from her. "Hmmm... oh, I'll have a beer," he stammered. "Please." She smiled at the "please." "You got it, babe. Don't go anywhere 'til I get back." Gary kept staring at her as she turned and walked away. Her hips swayed, and her ass almost hypnotized him. The waitress seemed to disappear into the smoke, and Gary shook himself out of his reverie. He couldn't believe he was acting like this. He had been with Lisa for nearly four years, and they were getting married in three months. But here he was, staring at a naked waitress and imagining doing things to her that Lisa wouldn't let him try. "Oh, I'll do that!" Gary snapped around again. The waitress was back with his beer. She bent over to put the mug on the table, and she was looking right into his eyes. "I'll do things that you wouldn't believe, and then she'll do them too." "What are you talking about?" Gary asked. She smirked at him. "I saw those thoughts. And I liked them." "You must be joking." The waitress put her hands on his thighs and practically touched noses with Gary. "I don't joke about life and death, and I don't joke about sex." She arched her eyebrows, dropped her eyes to Gary's crotch, and then back to his eyes. "And I'm offering you all of them." 2 The waitress straddled Gary, sitting on his lap and leaning into him. She pressed her tits into his chest. He could almost feel a burning sensation where her hard nipples touched him. "My name's Vanessa," she said. "And if you want it, I'll give you everything you could possibly imagine, and a hell of a lot more." Gary was shivering. Vanessa overwhelmed him, and he didn't have any power to say no to her. Instead, all he said was, "Not here." Vanessa laughed. "Of course not here, you stupid fuck. I want this to be special." She stood up and offered her hand. "If you take it," she said, "there's no turning back." Gary saw the look in her eyes, and it frightened him. But the fear was mixed with excitement, and he felt himself get hard. He took her hand, and she led him to the back. Through a door marked "Private." *** Vanessa all but pushed Gary down onto an old mattress set up in a storeroom. The music from the bar was still audible, but it was muted. And there was only a single red lightbulb to give off illumination. As Gary stared up at Vanessa, he wasn't sure if she was an angel or a devil. But whatever she was, she was hot. She knelt at his feet and slowly crawled between his legs. "There are some things you should know." Her hands slid along his legs, up to the buttons of his 501's. "You chose to be here with me." She undid the button fly and pulled his jeans open. "Even though your fiancee is waiting for you." She pulled his jeans down, and he helped her by lifting up his hips. "And you can never be the same with her after tonight." She pulled his pants off entirely, taking his shoes with them. "I said I never joke about life and death." Her hands slid back up his now-bare legs, and she felt his erection through his briefs. "And tonight, you are going to die." Gary snapped to attention when she said that. He looked right at her, and again, she smiled. This time, those perfect white teeth were long and sharp. "What the fuck is this?!?" Gary squirmed, trying to get away from Vanessa, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move. "What's going on?" "One of those things you need to know is that I'm a vampire," she said matter-of-factly. "I've been one for about as long as you've been alive. And right about now, you can't move because I'm controlling your body." "But I'm going to do much more than that. I'm going to give you the best sex you've ever had, just like I promised you. And then I'm going to give you a choice. You can die, or you can become like me." Gary's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't form any sounds. So instead, he mouthed what he really wanted to ask: Why? "Why?" she said. "Because I can. And because you want it. And because, believe it or not, I know that you're not an evil bastard. You're like me. Only you have a choice." Vanessa returned to her tender ministrations, pulling down Gary's briefs, exposing his very hard dick. She kissed the head, and licked it gently. She swirled her lips around it, and then she drove it deep into her mouth. If he had been thinking, he would have noticed that Vanessa had released him from her paralysis. As she pumped his shaft with her hand and took him in and out of those red, luscious lips, Gary shook and bucked and moaned. She wasn't kidding when she said he'd have the best sex of his life. Lisa had never been willing to go down on him, and in his mind, what Vanessa was doing was ecstasy. Gary propped up his head, and watched Vanessa working his cock. She saw him watching. As she popped him out of her mouth, she smiled again and licked her lips. She could tell from the taste that he was almost ready. Her lips peeled away, again exposing the delicate fangs. She took his cock lengthwise, running her tongue along the veins on the underside. Then suddenly, Gary felt a quick, sharp pain, followed by unimaginable pleasure. He came explosively, blasting his load over Vanessa's face and across her breasts. As the last drops surged forth, Gary looked up again. He watched as Vanessa's tongue licked his cum from one side of her mouth, and then swept over to the other side to lick off a drop of blood. His blood. "I love you," he said blissfully. "No, you don't," she said. "You worship me, and you belong to me." "Yes, mistress." "And now, my blood slave, it's time for you to fuck me like your life depended on it. Because in a way, it does." 3 Vanessa's eyes glowed in the pale red light, and she licked drops of blood off her lips. With the slight taste of Gary she had taken during her oral ministrations, she had made Gary her blood slave. Now he would serve her and service her without question. "Have you ever eaten out your love?" she asked as she crawled next to Gary on the mattress. "Have you ever stuck your tongue in her cunt and made her scream as she came?" "No, my mistress. She told me she didn't want me to do that with her." "Then you've got a lot to learn, babe. Get down there and start licking." Gary positioned himself between her legs. In the mind- controlled haze of Vanessa's power, Gary was intoxicated by her musky smell. He thrust his tongue into her folds and tasted her. "Ooh, babe," she purred. "That's nice. Do it deeper now. Go for my clit." Her words of encouragement spurred Gary to double his efforts. He used his fingers to pull open her lips, and he licked and sucked and nibbled at her. Vanessa raised her hips towards his mouth to help him reach deeper into her, and when he found her clit, she screamed. Gary was drenched with her cum as he toyed with her hot button. Vanessa bucked as he kept working her. She tossed back and forth. She played with her tits, tweaking one nipple with her fingers and licking the other. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!!!" she shrieked. "Oh God yes! YES YES YES YES YES!!!" Gary pulled himself up from her cunt and plunged his cock into her hot, wet box. Vanessa's eyes shot open with a start, and she screamed more. She wrapped her legs around Gary's back to pull him into her as he thrust deep inside her. He felt her muscles clenching him inside each time she came. The pulsing was almost beating in time with his heart. And Gary wanted nothing more than to serve her, no matter what. He didn't get tired, and he would not stop. In an acrobatic move, the couple flipped over, and Vanessa was on top again. Gary kept thrusting his hips up at her, driving at her as she flew at him. He grabbed at her luscious tits. "Tell me, my slave, do you want to be forever?" Vanessa asked breathlessly, as the two of them continued the mad frenzy. "Anything for you," he gasped. "Do you want it for yourself?" Gary's eyes lit up for a moment. Vanessa released him from the hold she had over him. Recognition of the whole night snapped into focus. He had left his fiancee behind, had screwed a waitress/vampire -- WAS screwing a waitress/vampire! -- and now she was asking him if he wanted to be a vampire too. "Why me?" he asked again. Vanessa stopped thrusting and looked at him. A look of compassion, which surprised him. "I picked you because you are decent. You love someone. You're good to people. You deserve the chance to do what you want and be what you want." She paused. "You deserve the chance that I didn't get." She rolled off of Gary. The two of them, on their backs, stared up at the ceiling. "I was like you, a long time ago," she continued. "I wanted to make a life for myself. So much that I didn't look at what other people were willing to do to me. I came through a bar, kind of like this one. And I met someone who befriended me. That night, I stopped being a virtuous young woman, and I became what I am now." Gary sat up and looked at Vanessa. "I don't understand." "Of course you don't. Why should you? You don't know what it's like! Or maybe you do now. I was violated, and worse, and killed. I woke up in a new existence that I didn't ask for. And one I was not prepared for." She sat up also, still not returning Gary's gaze. "The first thing I did was I killed that asshole who made me. I shoved a broomstick through the chest, cut off the head, and burnt the body to a crisp. Then I scattered his ashes into a river for good measure. After that, I learned a little bit, travelled a little bit, and figured out that maybe I could make things better by weeding out people. "I have to feed. So some of my meals are just that. Food. People who won't be missed, won't be mourned. But other times, I find good people who want more from life. Them, I give a choice to." "What choice is that?" Gary asked. "They can either become vampires too, or they can die." The look of shock on Gary's face was obvious. "Die?" "You know what you felt like when I tasted your blood. Well, right now, you think you're not enslaved, but you are. If you tried to leave me, you'd come back. You'd go back to your love, and you'd see me. You'd hear me in your thoughts, you'd imagine me in your dreams. Eventually, it would drive you mad, and you'd probably kill yourself anyway." "None of this makes any sense! If I'm decent, as you say, why would I want to become a killer?" She smiled. "Ironic, isn't it? But the thing is, you won't have to kill if you don't want to. I learned that after a while. The fucking men get all the luck. When I taste someone, I get a blood slave. When a male vampire is made, he can choose whether to enslave his meal. That's probably why you don't find many male vampires -- no one trusts them because they can get away with it." "What about your... maker?" She smiled again. "You think a man made me, don't you? That's the worst part! The vampire who made me was a fucking bitch! She ate me out, popped my cherry, and sipped my blood that way! Helluva way to be introduced to sex, especially for a Catholic girl!" At that moment, Gary actually felt sorry for her. He brushed some of the long hair out of Vanessa's eyes. "Should I trust you?" he asked. "No." "Do you trust me?" "Yes." "Then make me like you." 4 Gary was surprised by the fact that, when he said it, he got hard again. As much as the idea of vampires frightened him, he was damn excited about the fact that, not only did they exist, but he was going to be one. "Ooh, babe, do you wanna fuck with that big dick of yours while you die?" "Why do you talk like that? And for that matter, if you were such a proper Catholic girl, why would you work as a naked waitress?" Vanessa giggled at the questions. "I never said I was a PROPER Catholic girl. Just 'cause I was a virgin didn't mean I was prim and prudish. And besides, with a body like this, why shouldn't I show it off? I get the guys drunk and horny, and then they fuck me and I suck them. And sometimes, I bite." That thought made Gary even harder, something he didn't think was possible. "Babe, you've got the mind for this job, let me tell you. And in case you were wondering, and I know you were, I wasn't quite this hot before I got the fangs. Let's just say that you're gonna be `enhanced' when I'm done with you too." Gary thought again. His mind was racing with questions, even if half of them had to do with sex and the naked goddess sitting next to him. "What about your... power over me?" "Unfortunately for me, that ends once I make you. It's great if I need a snack. Or a screw. But you're a free agent once it's over." "In that case, I want you to control me again. I liked being your... slave." He swallowed as he said it. "Especially since it's just one last time." "Done," she said. She snapped her fingers for dramatic emphasis. "Babe, I want your cock in my mouth, and your tongue in my cunt. And when you come, you'll live forever, so fuck me like it's your last." "Yes, mistress. I live to serve you." Vanessa closed her eyes as she felt Gary's tongue dive into her again. She was going to miss this when he left her. Then she took him into her mouth, and concentrated on his hardness. After a too-short but very pleasurable 69, she felt his body jerk, and the hot shots of cum spewed down her throat. One of the joys of being a vampire, she thought. Nothing better in the world than mixing semen and blood. She reached up and pulled Gary down. Instead of staring at his cock, she now had his throat above her. Her fangs pressed against the artery, and she pierced his skin. The blood burned her mouth. The rich coppery taste made her light up like a Christmas tree, and she came again and again. For one brief moment, she felt paradise. And then it got even better. "Now, my darling, it is your turn. You must drink." Vanessa lifted her breast up to her mouth and bit into it. She loved that feeling also. She would never get tired of being bitten, even if it was her own fangs. "Suck me! SUCK ME!!!" The blood haze clouded her vision and her mind, and all she felt was the pulling at her breast and the last aftershocks of her millionth climax. She heard the moment in her mind when Gary stopped being human. It was perfect silence. He collapsed on top of her, dead to the world. For a few minutes anyway, she thought.... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> / From telephoto@aol.com Tue Aug 05 13:50:45 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-2.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!baron.netcom.net.uk!netcom.net.uk!news1.netusa.net!qz!not-for-mail From: telephoto@aol.com (TelePhoto) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Subject: New: Roadside, Part 2 (vamp, mc, mf) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:50:45 GMT Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Lines: 305 Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Message-ID: <2637eli$9708051350@qz.little-neck.ny.us> NNTP-Posting-Host: alpha.netusa.net X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2637.txt> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19970805055600.BAA22324@ladder02.news.aol.com> Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories.moderated:2294 alt.sex.stories:244684 This should be read after "Roadside Part 1." If you aren't old enough to vote, you probably shouldn't read this yet either. If you don't like sex, vampires, or mind control, you really shouldn't read this. Thanks for all the kind words from the first time I posted this. It's nice to know people read my writing and like it too. :) *** Roadside, Part 2 (in four segments) 1 Gary opened his eyes, and the world looked different. The red light was still there, but instead of pale and indistinct, everything was clear and sharp. He saw the window, and through the window the bird flying overhead. In the corner, he saw the spider scurrying towards the gnat which found itself hopelessly caught in a web. And he saw Vanessa in all her glory. She was gorgeous, but in a different way also. She was literal perfection. He could see no flaws. No wrinkles, no blemishes. Nothing that showed signs of age or change or mortality. And somehow, he knew that to her, he looked just the same. He heard things differently also. The faintest sounds were his when he wanted them, but he could block out the blaring jukebox as if he had a remote control. He heard voices and laughs and heartbeats. And the smells, even they were magnified. Especially one smell. It was rich and deep, like an old fine wine. It was complex and tangy and spicy. He could almost taste the air itself as he savored the aroma. It made his mouth water, and he felt a pressing in his mouth. "You just smelled the blood," Vanessa said simply. "Isn't it amazing?" "How could you tell?" "Your fangs are out. It's going to take you a while to control that reaction, so you'd best be careful for a few days when you're around people." Gary inhaled deeply at the intoxicating odor. "How can you resist it? Of all the things I thought I'd feel, this is... powerful." "You don't resist it. It's what drives you. It makes you keep going, because if you don't, the smell becomes like a need. You either give in, or you die." Gary tuned in his other senses again. "You are beautiful," he said. "You're perfect." "I am, aren't I?" she smiled. "Like I said, being a vampire leads to changes, but a lot of them are quite nice. And you've had them too." Her eyes had trailed down to his crotch. Gary looked down and saw that he was longer than before. And almost on command, he became hard and huge. "One more good side," she said. "You'll always be ready for sex. There's no better way to feed than bedding your victim, and you'll never be able to have too much of it." "Vanessa, I don't know what to say..." He trailed off. "Then just promise me you'll be good and decent, like you were before. You're going to be tempted, and you'll give in to it. But when you think about what you're doing, just remember what the consequences are. If you weigh your actions, you'll probably be able to figure out what's worth it, and what isn't." "I promise," he said solemnly. "I owe you that." "Babe, you don't owe me anything. You've paid handsomely." She blew a kiss to him. "And feel free to call me, if you like. I slipped my number into your pants while you were out. Or e-mail me, even. I'm a 90's kind of vamp!" With that, she opened the door, walked back to the bar, and left Gary alone with his thoughts. The first thought was of Lisa. And the second. And the third. Gary smiled when he noticed that his dick was now as hard as his fangs. *** There was a faint glow through the hotel curtains, bathing Lisa in pale light. The air conditioning had turned off, and the room had warmed up a little bit. Lisa had kicked off the comforter, leaving her covered by only the sheet. She tossed and turned fitfully, caught in a dream. Like most of her dreams of this sort, she was a damsel in distress, needing to be rescued by her prince. Lisa had never told Gary about her dreams, because she didn't want him to know that underneath her strong exterior, she really wanted to be rescued and ravished. If he knew that, she thought, he would control her just like the previous guys did. Of course she loved being controlled, but when those other guys did it, they got mean. But in her fantasies, Gary was powerful and dominating, but also gentle and caring. And these dreams always made her wet, even just thinking about them in the middle of the day. Her therapist told her that she should tell Gary about them, but Lisa couldn't get herself to do that. Lisa sat up, awake, as the door opened. She realized that Gary wasn't next to her. "Where'd you go, honey?" she asked. "I... went out. I needed a drink." "Why don't you come to bed now," she said softly as she put her head back down on the pillow. If she could have seen in the dark, she would have seen Gary's smile. "That's exactly what I was thinking." 2 Gary crossed the distance between the doorway and the bed in the blink of an eye. He was entirely focused on this woman with whom he had spent the past years of his life. Unlike in the bar, where he was surrounded by voices and smells and bodies, he only had one with him now. Everything else was excluded, as he drank Lisa in with all his senses. He started with a chaste kiss on her lips. If she was willing to go further, she would return the kiss, as she always had. If she didn't want it, she would turn away. Lisa's lips pulled back from Gary's, pausing, and then pressed towards him again. Gary held that next kiss, trying to send extra emphasis through the contact. For some reason, he knew that was one more special benefit of his new existence -- he could supercharge even the slightest touches for his partner. Lisa gasped slightly from the kiss, and her nipples hardened instantly. She opened her mouth, inviting Gary's tongue, and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. Gary knew those signs well too. She was hot and ready. With amazing precision, his fingers found the sensitive spots on Lisa's body. He started with the spot on her back that always raised goosebumps. Then he slid his hand along her back, raising chills on her skin through the cotton nightshirt. Gary thought that in the future, she would have to wear something a little less concealing. Something smooth, like silk or satin. Or just nothing at all. Suddenly, Lisa couldn't get out of her shirt fast enough. Gary wondered if his thoughts had something to do with the fact that she was now naked except for her sheer panties. He didn't really care why, though. He was happy to take advantage of the situation, treating Lisa's breasts to many wet and passionate kisses. He rolled one of her rock-hard nipples in his lips. He felt the shivers through her body as she rocked from his attention. "More," she whispered. "Please, more." Gary nipped at her other tit, and she jumped with the slight pain and the great pleasure. He thought then of his time with Vanessa, and the one thing he never did with Lisa. He kissed a fire-hot trail down her flat stomach, noting how it sank and rose with each breath. He had always loved watching her stomach and her chest rise and fall. It was a sign she was alive, which meant so much to him not so long ago. There were fingers running through Gary's hair as he pulled her panties down, exposing her sex. She was soaked, and the smell was sharp and sensual. Gary wondered why he had never noticed it before, and why he had let himself resist it. Well, he smiled to himself, I don't have to resist it ever again. Gary flicked his tongue along her lips, then inside her. Lisa's eyes flashed wide and she took a sharp breath. "Gary, what are you doing? What are... I... ah... oooooooooh yeah..." Her head rolled back, and her hands relaxed on his head, and then grasped again as he connected with her clit. "God yes! YESSSSS!!!" Lisa arched her back, raising herself at the god between her legs. She was cumming uncontrollably, and all the noises she made merged into a continuous babbling moan of pleasure. She thought to beg and plead for him to not stop, but the words were too complex for her mind to turn into vocalizations. But Gary knew, because he heard her thoughts now too. "Lisa, my love," he said as he paused from his oral attention, "would you give yourself to me?" It was a struggle, but she made the word come out: "Anything!" "You would be my slave even?" He saw the dream in her mind for the first time. What she always wanted was coming true, and he had the power to make it so. "Yes, please yes," she moaned. He crawled up, looming over her writhing body. "You want me to control you." "Yes." "You want me to dominate you." "Yes." "You want to serve me, to worship me, to pleasure me as I pleasure you." "YES! YES! YES!" That was all he needed to hear. He opened his mouth wide, and his fangs shone bright, ready. The points of his fangs pierced the luscious skin of her breast, and he felt the heart-blood flow into him. Flooding him. It was an uncontrollable torrent, irresistable and all-consuming. And moments later, he knew he had to stop. A sense within him, almost a voice, told him he had done what he had to do, and took what he needed. The taste soon subsided, and the blood haze dissipated. He looked down to see Lisa, still bucking from a string of orgasms. Her blood tricked down into the valley between her breasts. And her eyes were wide open, staring up at him. "Master... thank you, master..." 3 Gary was flushed from drinking Lisa's blood. He had never known such a feeling of power and excitement. He felt supercharged, and his fiancee, with a worshipful look on her face, waited for him to take her. "Please... master... I need you." Lisa reached for Gary, needing to touch him and feel him. Gary didn't have any intention of disappointing her. "Take me in your mouth and make me cum," he commanded. With the words spoken, Lisa couldn't move quickly enough to obey. She sat up and flipped Gary onto his back. She dove between his legs, and swallowed Gary's dick in one quick gulp. Gary's eyes rolled into the back of his head. Lisa had gone down on him before, but she never seemed to enjoy it. She wouldn't let him cum in her mouth either. Tonight though, he know she'd want to savor his semen like it was a fine wine. Lisa's head fired up and down on Gary's shaft. Her every effort was directed at getting Gary to climax. He looked into her mind and gave her subtle instructions to increase his pleasure. He noticed that even his cock's sensations were different and amplified in his new state. The underside was sending sparks into him every time Lisa's silky lips slid up and down. The head felt like he was plugged directly into a light socket, especially when she wrapped her tongue around him. And when he touched the back of her throat -- another experience he had never known when he was alive except with Vanessa -- he felt pulses of electricity rocket through him. God, how he loved being a vampire at that moment! Gary was on the verge of exploding almost from the very beginning, and with every passionate stroke, Lisa brought him closer. By now, Gary had stopped being able to concentrate on teaching Lisa more. The only message being communicated was "Oh yes!" And Lisa's rhythm sped up as fast as she was able to drive herself on him. Then he came. He blew his seed down Lisa's throat, and indeed she did savor it. She couldn't keep up with the inhuman amounts of cum he was spewing, and ribbons of the white liquid sprayed onto her face and across her breasts. To Gary, Lisa looked like the sex goddess he always wished she'd become. She had always had a wonderful body, but her mind never followed suit. Now, she was like a dream come true. "Was that good, master?" she purred. "Would you like more? Can I serve you better? Will you drink from me again?" Lisa was on her hands and knees, with a slightly glazed expression, as she closed her eyes and craned back her head, exposing her fine neck. Gary's fangs sprang to life again, as did his dick. "Do you really want that?" he asked, hoping he could remove his influence the way Vanessa had for him. "Master... Gary... I love this. I've never come like this before, not even in my wettest dreams. I'll do anything for you. Anything...." Gary knew exactly how to test Lisa's offer, how to tell if she was serious about what she was saying. He concentrated again, trying to see if she was herself or just following the blood control. In his mind's eye, he thought he sensed that what she was saying was her own mind. He ran across her deep-seeded fantasy, and he knew she was being honest with him. "Anything?" he asked. "Anything and everything." In their relationship, Lisa had insisted on knowing what Gary would do if she let him. There were three things that she absolutely refused. She would never let him cum in her mouth, and she had already given him that. She would never let him take her in the ass. And she would never engage in a threesome with another woman. Gary had no desire right now to enter her ass. In fact, he'd never been interested in that, but he'd inquired about it anyway. But to have her willingly agree to a menage a trois... "What about another woman?" Lisa paused. She wasn't sure if she knew he'd make this request or not, but the answer came quickly and easily. "Only if you fuck me and bite me again first." Gary's excitement roared even higher. "In a heartbeat," he said as he reversed himself on top of her. "In a heartbeat." 4 "Well then, master," Lisa said seductively, sliding her hands down her body, "come and get it." One of her hands ran over her blood-stained breast, and the other slid inside herself, coating her fingers with her wetness. Gary pounced on her. His prick was huge, fattened on Lisa's blood, and he felt her glorious tightness as he worked his way in. He couldn't remember her ever feeling this good, and he was careful not to force too hard. He knew she was only human, and willing love slave or not, he didn't want to hurt her by loving too hard. It took four or five strokes before Lisa, relubricated by another ripping orgasm, could take his length fully inside. She pushed her pelvis towards him with all the strength she could muster. Her breathing was shallow and quick, and instead of vocalizing her pleasure, she could only take high-pitched breaths and make squeaks of rapture. Gary reveled with each drive into his loving fuck-toy. She flailed at him with reckless abandon, enjoying sex in ways he only dreamt of in unspoken fantasies. She was everything he ever wanted, and she wanted only him. Some length of time passed, unnoticed by either of them. The pleasure which gripped both of them exploded in twin climaxes, and as he came inside her gripping cunt, he struck like a viper at her throat. Lisa started at the quick, sharp pain. Then she screamed in ecstacy. A glass on the nightstand vibrated from the shrill notes. And after a few moments, the sound faded away, as did Lisa. *** The night came full circle for Gary, as he found himself where he began, sitting next to Lisa on the hotel bed, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept. And as the sun was rising, he lapsed into slumber, awaiting the next night. And the next. 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