Vampire’s Serenade

Just some thing I wrote for a friend and wanted to share. Not sure if I will continue or not. Might do if you ask nice.


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Vampire’s Serenade

As the sun finally vanishes from the horizon and the moon shimmers in the sky above the town of Terasleigh the creatures of night awake from their slumber. Maids working the late shifts in the large hotels and businesses that formed the centre scurried down alley ways like frightened little mice as the night came alive.

Sheila walked hurriedly towards her next job staying close to the walls and slipping from shadow to shadow. She had heard whispers about the things that lurked in night preying on those who dare walk alone under the moon.

Usually she would be home by now with her mother and father but their need of money had forced her into getting a job at the local club. By day a maid come evening a bar maid. She yawned; she was already tired from a long day of work but she knew she could not lose this job or her family would not be able to pay the rent and they would be out on the street.



William watched Sheila scurry towards the dimly lit club and closer to him. He watched the way her body moved underneath the simple dress she wore. The demon inside him growled and his body shivered with a barely contained excitement. He rose from his crouched position and leapt form the rooftop onto the pebbled floor below.

Sheila’s eyes went wide with fear as the shadow appeared suddenly; as if falling from the sky like a dark angel. She stepped back slowly, pressing herself against the slimy moss covered wall, hoping the shadow it created would hide her from this angel of death that stood before her. The smell of the damp and the mould made her throat close up in protect and her gag reflex trip but she forced herself to keep breathing and begin to slowly slide away from the creature.

William landed at a crouch and counted her steps away form him. One… two… three…. William snapped his head up flinging his long raven hair from his amber cat like eyes. He studied her, Medium attractive build with subtle curves that were hidden and disguised by the forget-me-not blue dress she wore. Her hair was hidden beneath the hood she wore.

When the vampire looked up she knew he’d seen her. Those Amber eyes seemed to pierce her very soul and it squirmed, tried to escape before succumbing to the darkness they spoke of. She stood there as if frozen in time, the wind took its lonely whispers and abandoned her, no little mice or rats scurried in the darkness, no crickets chirped merrily. She was alone with the vampire and the sound of her own panicked breathing.

The Vampire smiled and the moonlight caught his monstrous fangs, making them glint and sparkle with a horrifying beauty. Like a mouse hypnotized by a snake she stood there until an out burst of laughter from the nearby pub snapped her out of his spell. She turned and ran, lifting her skirts to allow her to do so. Behind her she heard a cold laugh but no perusing footsteps.

Left, right, left, right; in the darkness the barren back streets were a dark caged maze. No door ways to hide her no welcoming lights to head for. Her heart was galloping inside of her head. She only wished her feet were moving as fast as her heart was beating.


She slid on the damp mould on the cobblestones and hit the floor, her head colliding with the pavement. She fought to stay conscious; the sound of her heart slowing and feet approaching was all she heard before her world no longer danced before her eyes.

William looked at the woman on the floor before him, a trickle of blood making its way to the floor. He picked her up and tasted the crimson nectar that was her blood, savouring the teasing tastes of that one drop. He walked back into the dark alley disappearing with her into the night.

When Sheila awoke fear consumed her mind. She remembered the vampire and her fear filled flight. She did not remember any thing after she fell. Her eyes scanned the room trying to see into the deep shadows but only dark shadows of furniture loomed threateningly.

Her dress was gone leaving just her under garments and the wound on her head had been cleaned. She deemed some one must have found her and saved her. She sat up and the world lurched and for a moment she sat still.

“Ah pet you are awake” A silky voice said from one of the shadows in front of her. Sheila hastily covered her under garments causing the shadowed figure to laugh. “I’ve seen it all before pet, when I took off your dress”

When the figure stepped into the light she saw the vampires pale features and felt a scream welling up in her throat. He loved silently towards her. Sheila could do nothing more than scoot away from him.

“If I wanted you dead, you would be dead already” he said pulling her to him. He held her against his chest and looked down into her eyes which were wide with fear. She became mesmerised by his eyes. Fear fled her mind and left her numb; she dumbly accepted her fate of death.

He kissed her hard possessing her mouth and exploring it. She tried to struggle but melted into the kiss. She had never been kissed like that before and doubted she ever would again. He tore her bra off with a feral hunger of the flesh. She squeaked in fear as he tore the blankets from between them. He stood and turned on a lamp.

“I want you to watch your master as he fucks you.” He told her and she shivered at his words even though she did not fully comprehend them. She looked him over. His hair was tied back in one silky ebony pony tale that flowed down his back. He had two back bangs that framed his pale face but the darkness of his hair was only rivalled by the darkness of his eyes as they watched her. His skin was pale as milk and as flawless as a new born child’s.

He removed his shirt and her eyes followed the trail he was setting out. Revealing inch by inch of skin he watched her. He could hear her heartbeat and the rush of blood in her veins it made him want to purr.


With a cat like grace he moved and soon the red silk shirt fell to the floor besides her bodice. Next went the black trousers. Once the belt and button were undone they slid down thighs of hard muscle toned from years of hunting prey. His shoes went with his trousers and naked he strode towards her.

Sheila was completely bewildered. Her mind could just not grasp what was about to happen and was shutting down leaving her gawping and helpless against the creature who now tore off her panties. He shred them in two and pulled her hands above her head binding her hands to the headboard before sliding down to claim his prize.

Sheila bucked and fought as he tied her, her body bumping and grinding against his but he was far too strong for her. He kissed her hard as his hands slid down her sides then over her stomach exploring her soft untouched skin. His lips travelled down to her neck kissing and licking at the skin just savouring the taste.

He moved down to her chest taking her left nipple into his mouth sucking and teasing it with his tongue until it became hard. He watched as she bit her lip to stop herself gasping in pleasure. His hand came up to tease the now hardened nub as he moved on to the right nipple. He repeated the process. His free hand slid up and down the inside of her thigh some times lightly applying nails, just hard enough to make her squirm.

He decided to up his game and began moving lower, pushing her legs apart and holding them into position. He snaked his tongue out and tasted her. She was already wet and aroused; He felt her shiver as his tongue dragged lightly over her wet vagina. He plunged his tongue into her causing her to gasp and buck wildly in surprise. He pulled away and pinned her down more firmly before licking and sucking at her clit.

She had never felt any thing like this before it made her blood boil and her flesh ache for some thing more, though she did not know what that some thing more was. She had a funny feeling that he did. He inserted one long finger into her and wiggled it as he licked and toyed with her clit. She felt her world come undone and she cried out in pleasure.

When she came William lapped up her juices hungrily but grinned devilishly as he pushed his tongue further and further into her as his thumb rubbed her clit. She moaned as he toyed with her. Her cheeks were flushed and her body trembled begging for him to keep touching her. He pushed two fingers into her and began pushing them in and out of her.

“Good pet” he cooed softly nipping at her hip. He slid up her body and kissed her hard removing his fingers and placing them to her lips. “Suck them clean”

She lifted her head and began licking and sucking at his fingers trying not to think of what she was tasting as she did so. He pulled her legs up and put one over his shoulder as he removed his fingers from her lips to stroke her spit onto his penis. He positioned himself and thrust in to the hilt in one easy thrust.

She cried out in surprise and pain but he did not stop. He pinched and teased her clit and the pain subsided rather quickly drowned by waves of pleasure that threatened to over whelm her. He held onto her slender wrists before sliding his hands down her arms to her throat and over her chest.

He feasted on her skin, on the sight of her squirming and panting beneath him, knowing that he was going to keep her as a pet for as long as she could please him. He tugged at her nipples as he fucked her harder and harder, the smell of that little drop of blood drinking his animal lust to new heights.

When she came she screamed in pleasure but he pulled out and flipped her effortlessly so that she was on her knees and face down. He pushed himself inside her harder and faster. She could to little more than grab the head board and moan in pleasure. He tangled his fist in her hair came hard, biting down on her shoulder and drawing blood. She was too lost in ecstasy to care about the pain. He rode out his orgasm as he licked up her blood swallowing it greedily.

He pushed her back onto her back and bit her breast feeding from her as he rubbed her swollen pussy. He could tell she was a little sore. He was too rough for her first time but he did not care. Once he had drunk his fill he licked her wound, his saliva healing it.

He moved down her body once more and began licking her pussy cleaning up the blood and cum. She moaned as his tongue pushed passed her swollen lips and he smiled. He looked down at her.

“Who is your master?”


“You are my master” she moaned. He reached over to the draw and pulled out a vibrator. He slid it into her and turned it on low.


“Who will you serve?” he continued.


“You My master” her voice squeaked as he turned the vibrator up higher and pulled it from her to run it over her abused clit.

“Who will you beg to fuck you every night” He asked, he could tell she was exhausted he had drained her energy through sex and feeding yet her body still reacted to him. He enjoyed watching her squirm and pant.

“YOU Master” she could barely contain herself her body was trembling but before she could cum he removed the vibrator.

“Beg for me to let you cum”

“Please master Make me cum” She begged, he enjoyed the desperate tone in her voice.

“What will you do to pay me back for letting you cum” he asked reapplying the vibrator to make her cry out just not enough to get her off.

“Any thing master wishes” she whimpered. He turned the vibrator on high working it on her clit until she came with a scream that echoed around the room. He let her calm down from her orgasm before he finally released her arms. He was already semi hard by this point.

“Give me a blow job” he demanded. She got up dazed and he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. “Lick it first then sick it in your mouth and suck it”

She obeyed his orders and he grabbed her hair using it to guide her head making her thrust his cock into her mouth time and time again. When he was fully hard he pulled her away.

“Do you ever touch yourself” he demanded, she looked as though she wasn’t going to answer for a few seconds but her cheeks flushed red as she nodded slowly. “Bend over the bottom of the bed and show me”

He stood up and walked to his ‘toy draw. Sheila bent face first over the bed and began playing with herself with shaky hands. He watched her as he lubed up his cock before walking up to her. He moved her hands.

“Keep them there, I’m going to spank you if you move them” he told her putting one either side of her head. He pushed one lubed finger into her ass; she shifted uncomfortably but didn’t moved so he pushed in a second. She hissed as he fucked her ass with his fingers. He put the vibrator into her pussy and put it on high. She cried out again.

He stretched her and when he deemed her ready he pushed his cock into her ass and she cried out. Using her hands to try and claw away. He spanked her hard three times and she soon put her hands back. She whimpered in pain, tears in her eyes as he began fucking her. Every time he thrust in he pushed the vibrator too. She felt impossibly filled like she was going to explode. The vibrations seemed to be taking over her body as he fucked her.

She could hear him moan and he began fucking her harder, so hard she was sure she was going to die if he did not stop or she did not come. Then she came; her body squeezed down on his cock hard and in the tight confines’ of her ass he came. He pulled out of her and she collapsed exhausted. He lifted her to the middle of the bed before leaving the room to come back with a bowl of water and a flannel.

He dipped the cloth in the warm water and wiped himself off before cleaning up his pet. She had passed out with exhaustion, He smiled to himself. Tomorrow was another day.