Message-ID: <51118asstr$1115446201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <yasmine_eros@earthlink.net> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <7971884.1115439508994.JavaMail.root@beaker.psp.pas.earthlink.net> From: Yasmine <yasmine_eros@earthlink.net> Reply-To: Yasmine <yasmine_eros@earthlink.net> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 7 May 2005 00:18:28 -0400 (GMT-04:00) Subject: {ASSM} Victoria by Yasmine (Vampire, M/F, Oral, Anal, NC, Caution) Lines: 328 Date: Sat, 7 May 2005 02:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51118> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: akalexis, hoisingr <15th attachment, "Victoria.DOC" begin> Victoria by Yasmine (Vampire, M/F, Oral, Anal, NC, Caution) NOTICE: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity between two or more consenting people. Also, this story is about an attack by a vampiress and the results of that attack. If you are under the age of 18 or are offended by such material, DO NOT READ FURTHER. This is a work of fantasy and is not meant to condone the belief in the supernatural nor is it meant to encourage unsafe sex. This story is copyright 2005 by Yasmine. Permission is granted by the author for readers to keep a copy for their personal use. All characters and events are fictitious. ------------------------- He had to stop and rest. His chest felt as if it was about to burst. His bare, sweat-covered back rested against the cold brick bark of a dew covered tree, bringing him a shiver and raising the hair on the back of his neck. He cursed himself for giving up jogging. He could feel the dull, rapid thumping of his heartbeat in his ears. Desperate gulps of air burned his lungs and throat as he tried to recover some of his energy. He was out of shape. Out of shape and scared to death. He reached up to his throat with his right hand and brought it into the dim blue light cast by the full moon. Blood covered his palm and fingers. How bad had she gotten him? He couldn't worry about that now. The memory of the past few moments gave him new strength to get moving. He pushed himself away from the cold comfort of the tree and staggered further down the path until forced to stop by a dead end. He frantically, almost hysterically, looked around for anyplace to run or to hide. He didn't find any. Fear rose in his gut, threatening to overwhelm him. He tried to force himself to calm down and think. He had to get away, but there was no way out of the dead end. No, there was still a chance. He'd head back to the house, find his car and drive, and keep driving until dawn. Then he'd be safe. Yeah, he'd be safe at dawn. Yes, that's it. He turned. "No," was all he could get out. She stood on the path between him and his shattered freedom, still wearing that horrible bloodstained white nightgown that clung to each terrible, sensuous curve; her nipples still erect, either from the cold or her own excitement. A small wet spot darkened the nightgown where her perfectly shaped pussy called to him. His gaze followed the lines of her cleavage towards her smiling face --'God, those teeth!'-- and her soft blonde hair blowing gently in the chilling forest wind. He tried to force himself not to look into her deep, dark blue eyes, but failed. One glance drove any hope of escape from him. He was hers again, forever. "Jeremy," she said in a hushed, condescending voice as if she were scolding a child. "You really have surprised me." 'Look away, run, do something!' His mind screamed at him, but he couldn't. The remainder of his battered will crumbled against the onslaught of her eyes. Eyes that pierced into his soul and brought his most hidden desires and fantasies to the surface and twisted them around to suit her. His mind reeled as erotic imagery filled his thoughts; women locked in reciprocal oral positions; enormous cocks penetrating mouths, cunts and asses; well musculed men with their heads between other men's legs. Each thought, each image becoming more pornographic than the previous. Sweet, innocent schoolgirls being raped by leather clad lesbians with strap on cocks; hot crossdressers peeing in their silky panties as their lovers drank the golden offerings. Images that never excited him before or would repulse him now made his cock harder and harder, throbbing with pent up lust. She was completely in control and she knew it. "And here I thought we were getting along so well. I didn't count on your strength of will. There have only been a few that were able to resist me, let alone find the capacity to run." The force of her mind invaded his again, violating him, raping his soul. Struggling against the intrusion, he tried to keep her from finding the key she needed to unlock his wants and needs. He used every ounce of willpower he still had. It was not enough. It wasn't even close. Even as she smiled, revealing the sharp curve of her fangs, it seemed all right now. He couldn't remember what had happened as the attack in her bedroom became a blur, erased from his mind forever. He saw her now as he'd seen her in the bar, a sexy desirable woman who wanted him to fuck her as badly as he. What reason could he have for running away from such a beautiful and arousing woman? "You do want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked, gliding silently toward him. "You do want to take that hard, hot cock of yours and stick it in my mouth, then my ass and then ram it into my wet pussy don't you?" At her words every nerve fiber in his body blazed on fire, his breathing quickened, and his heart beat faster as she twisted the passion in his mind. She filled his imagination with visions of their bodies entangled in everlasting, unfathomable ecstasy. Every part of him cried out, yearning for her touch, though he knew what it would mean. He did want her. He wanted nothing more than the feel of her cold, pale white flesh moving against his own fiery skin; the pleasure of plunging his cock into her wet pussy; the sensation of her chilled breath on his hot neck just before her piercing teeth plunged into his throat to slake her unending thirst. He reached out, took her hand and brought her toward him. "Yes Vicki," he said mechanically, "I want you." Nothing could save him now. "You've given me a fine chase tonight," she said. "I like that. Gets the blood up. For that, you deserve something special, and you're going to get it." She allowed his hands to explore her deceptively strong and supple body as she explored his. One hand caressing her breast as the other roughly grabbed her soft ass. Their excitement grew, their movements becoming rushed and more impatient. He pulled and twisted her hard nipples through the silk nightgown and ran another hand up her thigh to her waiting cunt, burying an impatient finger deep in her wet sex. She gasped at the penetration and moaned in his ear. He seized her and held her close as he pressed his burning lips to her chilled mouth allowing his tongue to glide over the sharp points of her fangs, drawing a trickle of blood. At the first taste of his blood in her mouth, all restraint she possessed vanished, overpowered by her own needs. Effortlessly she tore off what little clothing remained on him, exposing all of him to her. She gasped when her eyes fell upon his rigid cock, and she let out a delighted squeal. She continued her exploration, touching his erection and increasing his nearly peaked arousal. She fell to her knees and grabbed his balls, massaging them while stroking his long, thick shaft. Her chilled tongue ran up the length of his cock until reaching it's head, where it licked a large drop of glistening pre-cum that she swallowed. She licked her lips and took his hard manhood into her mouth, letting it glide down her throat. Jeremy cried out in pleasure, unconsciously thrusting deep into her mouth. She moaned, the vibrations sending intense pleasures along his cock while she fingered her own wet clit through the silk of her nightgown. She lavished attention on his cock, deep throating him with each stroke, sucking it all the way down, coaxing his orgasm to the surface. 'Cum for me now,' she ordered in his mind. 'I need your fluids.' Vicki quickened her strokes on his throbbing man meat as Jeremy's balls tightened as he was consumed by his orgasm. "Oh, yes!" he screamed as his sweet semen filled her mouth. She allowed a small dribble of cum to run out of her lips before catching it with her finger which she sucked clean allowing her to relish his taste before swallowing his load. Vicki continued to suck his softening cock, draining every drop of his seed. As his orgasm subsided, a small portion of his mind slid from her control. But before he could act, she possessed him again. 'Oh no my darling,' her voiced echoed in his mind. 'You are my plaything and you're not going anywhere. Your body is mine to do with as I will. For example...' Jeremy felt her touch something in his mind, just a light... something, followed by one word whispered in his ear. "Hard." Jeremy's lusts once again enthralled him and his prick hardened instantly. His breathing quickened, his cock throbbed, his heart raced. He couldn't take anymore. He had to have her right then and there. Vicki smiled, allowing Jeremy a view of her exquisite fangs, as she tore her nightgown straight down the middle and offered her body to him. Jeremy drank in every inviting curve and every enticing crevice of her perfect body, softly lit in the pale moonlight. "Now," she whispered. "Fuck me! Give me your all before I take what I need." She turned her back on Jeremy and bent over, grabbing her perfectly round ass cheeks and spreading them to reveal her puckered anus. Jeremy grabbed his cock and guided it to her waiting hole. Placing the head at her forbidden entrance, he pushed into her. She was incredibly tight, possibly even increasing the tension on purpose, but Jeremy peristed, grabbing her hips and forcing himself into her. He felt his engorged head pop past her sphincter making Vicki gasp with pleasure. Before he could push further into her, she rammed back against him, impaling her ass on his hot spear. Jeremy groaned, tightened his grip on her hips and began fucking her asshole in earnest. "That's it, ass fuck me!" Vicki moaned. "Butt-fuck me hard!" Jeremy could only grunt his ascent. He rammed her, burying his cock balls-deep on each thrust. Vicki steadied herself against the tree with one hand while the other massaged her clit. She slipped three fingers into her wet pussy, masturbating in rhythm to Jeremy's thrusts. "Yes my fuck slave!" she growled. "Bury your hot cock in my tight ass!" Vicki screamed out in pleasure that echoed through the still forest and were joined by Jeremy's grunts and moans. "Gonna cum!" he managed through gritted teeth while quickening his fuck pace. "No!" Vicki cried in alarm. She seized his mind again, just before his orgasm could hit. Jeremy groaned in pain, which Vicki transformed into more pleasure. "I want you to cum in my pussy," she ordered. "Now fuck my cunt you worm!" Jeremy easily lifted her by the waist, bringing her quickly down on top of him so she straddled him and then slamming her up against the tree. They moved in unison, filling the forest with the sounds of their passion. His cock plunged into her wet receptive pussy again and again while his lust washed over him like a red tide, blurring his sight until he could only see the focus of his desire. Vicki pulled her face away from his, reached up and plunged a sharp fingernail into her delicate throat. A dark fluid seeped from the self-inflicted wound and ran down between her exquisite breasts. She reached behind Jeremy's head and forced his lips to her neck. "Now," she said, her voice barely human, "take me into you. Drink! Taste me and be mine forever." If any part of Jeremy's mind found revulsion at the thought of this unholy act, the taste of her blood on his tongue silenced it forever. He gripped her tightly, drinking deeply, sucking with every ounce of energy in his body. He could not take enough of her. She rolled her eyes back and opened her mouth wide, panting for air, as she repeated "yes" silently over and over again. The light glinted off the points of her sharp fangs while her affirmations became louder and more frequent. Her moans turned less and less human, transforming into a bestial growl, as her rapture and hunger grew. Jeremy pulled away from her throat with a gasp, a trickle of dark red flowing down his chin. As he lowered both of them to the cold forest floor she continued to writhe on top of him, bringing their mutual excitement to a peak. She looked once more into his eyes, silently telling Jeremy what she really wanted, and needed now. He was beyond caring, only wishing to let her take everything from him. He threw his head to one side, offering his neck to her. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him in a vice-like grip he could not escape from even if he had wanted to. He wanted to give his life freely to her. She obliged him. Vicki savagely plunged her fangs into his neck, not once but several times, his life's fluid spilling over both of them. Jeremy thrust his cock deep into her once last time as he came deep in her. As his orgasm subsided Jeremy issued a simple sigh of contentment punctuated by short grunts. Her mouth closed over the multiple wounds as she drank the blood that flowed freely from his artery; feasting, as his soul poured into her. Her breathing quickened even as his slowed. Her nails dug into his back, clawing him terribly. With the last of his strength, he reached up and pressed her face harder against his neck. He could feel her taking the last of his life and humanity from him as the blackness overwhelmed him. She held his body for several minutes more, gorging herself, savoring every drop that he had to offer. She had three additional orgasms before she finally let his lifeless body drop back to the ground. She stood, wiping her chin with a piece of her nightgown and licking her now ruby lips, making sure she got every bit of his delicious red fluid. She let out a deeply satisfied sigh. "You were definitely worth the effort," she said. "I've rarely had better." She bent down and kissed his pale, cold lips. "I'll see you in a little while. I think you'll like it." She looked down at his now spent manhood. "I know I will." She stood and started walking away when she noticed her torn and blood-soaked negligee. "Damn, I lose more nightgowns that way." ---------------------- Criticisms, suggestions, and questions are welcome. I would enjoy hearing from you so please e-mail me at yasmine_eros@earthlink.net. Flames will be promptly ignored, but ALL other comments are welcome. (And I do mean ALL.) I will try to respond to every e-mail as soon as I can. <15th attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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