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Subject: {ASSM} Victoria by Yasmine (Vampire, M/F, Oral, Anal, NC, Caution)
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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.

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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." 

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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.



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