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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....

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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.  And 
all eternity.

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