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Roadside 
TelePhoto (telephoto@aol.com)

***

This is the first part of a (theoretically) ongoing 
story of a new vampire. Comments and suggestions 
welcomed, especially if they're friendly. Vampire or 
mind control aficionados are particularly invited to 
reply. (MF, vampire, mc)

***

Author's Note: If you're under 18, you shouldn't read 
this. If you don't like sex, vampires, or mind control, 
you really shouldn't read this.

***

Chapter 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 fiancée 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."


Chapter 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 light bulb 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 fiancée 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."


Chapter 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 fiancée 
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."


Chapter 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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