Howdy gents, welcome to The Crypt." He said, eying the three. Why do they always travel in threes?The one on the left, obviously the Alpha, chuckled. "Well now, I've never seen you around. Recently changed, or just new to town?" Mike could tell this one was pretty powerful, just by the utter lack of effort in his actions and fluidity of motion."Both. Just came in last night." The others quickly looked to their boss, with some degree of panic on their faces. The Alpha however, remained very calm."So you're one who took out Alec and his boys. My name is Jerek, and you've done me a favor. There's a sort of gang-war going on in this town, between my little cabal and another run by a bitch named Lily. Alec worked for Lily. It's all going to end tomorrow though, total Armageddon. Then we can do whatever we like, suck the herd dry and move on to the next town. Sounds great huh?""Yeah, great.""Feel like joining the winning side?""Sure, I'll fight on your side." This is BAD!!! "When's th
Hello?" Mike forgot how much he'd missed Lucy's voice."Lucy?""Mike! It's you. What's going on?""It's ok Lucy, it's ok." It was then that he heard the sound he'd been waiting for, a sudden drop in sound quality. Too subtle for anyone but a vampire to notice, but he knew that the call was being tapped and traced. In his head, Mike slowly counted from sixty, knowing it would take a minute to locate the origin of his call. 60... 59... 58..."Lucy, listen carefully. The two vampire packs in this city are going to war tomorrow, the winners are going to massacre a dance club called The Crypt.... 51... 50... 49"Oh my god Mike! What're you going to do?""I'm going to stop them as best I can." ... 43... 42... 41..."Be careful Mike. I miss you.""I miss you too Lucy." ... 31... 30... 29... They'll have traced the city by now, better cut it short. "Lucy, I've got to go now. I'll call you again when, this blows over." ... 25... 24... 23..."Okay, Mike. Be careful.""I will Lucy, I will." He h
The give and take went on for mere seconds, but seemed to stretch for hours, until four taloned fingers sunk deep into Mike's shoulder. Fuck! Not fast enough! At least now I know exactly where he is. Lashing out at Alec's arm, Mike could feel the flesh and sinew being shredded and bones broken."Little bastard!" Alex screamed aloud and drove his other hand straight for Mike's face. With only a microsecond to react, Mike swung wide and not only deflected the blow, but took a chunk out of his opponent's throat. Aha! There you are! A flurry of razor-sharp claws tore away at Alec's neck until the talons in Mike's shoulder released their death-grip and Alec dropped dead on the ground.Gunfire. About fucking time. Despite the obvious use of silencers, short, controlled bursts of automatic fire echoed throughout the night. Sounds like they're actually finishing off the vamps. Good, I need to get out of here. Leaping a good five blocks away, Mike landed silently in a dark alley and shook the
About this time, the cell door swung open and in walked Arnold and Evelyn."So, how are we feeling today?" Damn, I thought I'd just imagined him being so insufferably chipper."Just fine, if you enjoy being zapped, starved and shackled.""Oh, so it has a sense of humor." Oh wow, definitely didn't imagine that attitude of hers either. She'd be kinda pretty without that sneer of her's."Well-" Mike tried to stand up, but suddenly found his limbs numb and rubbery. His train of thought was interrupted as he toppled into a heap on the ground."Oh, sorry. I forgot to mention, those wrist and ankle restraints will electrically override your muscles if they detect any sudden acceleration. That'll take some getting used to.""The shaped-charges in your collar will blow your head clear off if you step out of line too." Evelyn mentioned, not without a little glee.Very slowly, Mike pulled himself to his feet. "So, let me get this straight. I'm to be your marionette, and should I fail, the hand g
Well, Mike." Arnold started. "I'm afraid my hands are tied. As a vampire, you're a threat. We can't let you go. Best we can do is not kill you here and now." At least he's honest.Evelyn still hadn't recovered enough from Mike's statement to speak. She just nodded along with Arnold, with a confused look on her face."Alright, so I'm stuck here until you guys get bored with me. Then become a pile of dust and ash. Wonderful." Mike wasn't terribly pleased with this situation."Yes, well, I'm sure you'll get used to it. Or maybe your status will get changed." Arnold was trying desperately to improve Mike's mood."Whatever. I think I'll go back to my cell now." He said, walking out of the lab and back the way he came. Only two guards tried to stop him, before backing off from Mike's fanged sneer. A few minutes, Arnold and Evelyn caught up with him."Come on Mike, it's no so bad." Arnold was cut off by a klaxons and flashing red lights. "Oh no, an escape!" As if on cue, a dozen armed soldie
Get him... he's getting away... how'd he do that?... I've never seen one do it."Klaxons and alarms began to blare, while heavy doors began to slide into place. Going Cold gave him enough speed to slide past the first few doors, but soon he'd reach one that was already sealed. Luckily, the automatic doors would be hindering the soldiers as much as him.The ventilation duct!Obviously, the designer of this complex had thought that noone could crawl through a duct that was less than twenty centimeters in diameter. Obviously, they hadn't met a vampire like Mike. Ripping the grate off of the duct, Mike squeezed and squirmed himself in and pulled the grate back on behind him. Moving through the ductwork was more like slithering than crawling, but it could be done with considerable ease.After a while, Mike heard a familiar voice. "I don't know Evelyn, have any of the other specimens exhibited that ability?""Not a one. It's probably a very advanced ability, but then, that's his trademark,
No where in particular. I'm kind of on the run.""From who?" Mike motioned that they should start walking, in the direction she'd been heading before, while he told her his sordid little story (glazing over quite a few details about Lucy and Alice)."Wow. Tres cool. Well, I'm heading home to Toronto, care to join me?" She asked hopefully."Sure, far be it for me to turn down a lady's offer." They continued walking."So, how come you can be out during the day? Isn't that a vampire no-no?""Not really, while I'm Thawed, running on human metabolism, it's fine. When I'm Cold though, the sun really bugs me. Though I seem to be one of the few vamps who can stay thawed for long. Whether they can't stay that way for long or just won't, I don't know.""Oh, I see.""So, what about you? What do you do?" Mike said, wanting to change the topic from vampire lore."Not much. My grandmother left me enough that I'll never have to work. Every now and then I just go on a walk-about. Like now, I'm just co
Kayla had a lot of problems. I’ll admit that being turned into a vampire at 19 wasn’t her fault, but I’d come to learn over the last year that she was rather lacking in personal responsibility.In other words, she was a lazy ass slob.In the first few months we were together, I’d overlooked it out of guilt for what I’d done to her. She also had her own room so I just closed the door and ignored the huge piles of clothes everywhere. But, once she had moved full time into my room, that mess had come with her.Vampires didn’t eat a lot of ‘normal’ food, so there wasn’t a huge issue with dishes and other kitchen messes to deal with generally, but Kayla thought nothing of leaving glasses and empty blood donation bags laying around where ever she had been when she finished them.It’s not like she had a lot of chores or other daily activities to do. She spent most of her time watching TV or playing video games, so there was plenty of time to pick up and run laundry on occasion. She just seem
As the class ended Laura made sure she was the last person to leave, because she was afraid there would be a wet spot on the back of her pink miniskirt. Thinking quickly, Laura loosened the straps on her book bag, so it would cover her ass, just in case. Then she hurried to the ladies restroom. However, with every step after being loosened, Laura's book bag kept lightly slapping her pert ass.Between the book bag spanking her ass and the panties massaging her sex, Laura worried she wouldn't make it to the restroom before collapsing in a climax. The poor girl wondered if anyone around her suspected that she was dripping wet or even worse, could they know that she was going to do something she had never done before... masturbate in a public place. Luckily, she made it inside the ladies room without cumming and rushed into the first stall she came to. The lock on the door was broken, but it stayed put when it was closed.Laura reached underneath her skirt and rolled the tight panties dow
Over and over Laura's brain repeated, 'This is WRONG... This is WRONG. Oh God! I can't be doing this.'But her body was burning from the sensations of lust, so desperate for release from her pent-up frustrations. It felt so RIGHT as she stuck one finger, then two up her already soaked sex. Her sight and smell totally overwhelmed, as her senses were immersed in Monique's soiled panties. Her face planted firmly in crumpled shorts, back arched gracefully, toned thighs spread wide, and her young tightly rounded ass high in the air. She reached underneath her body and tormented her swollen clit."Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh fuck my pussy." The blonde cried as she drove one finger and then two deeply in her cunt from behind."Oh Oh ohhhhh -- eeeeoooooowwwwww!!!" Her cries echoed off the cinder-block walls as she came. Several students passing underneath the girl's dorm looked toward the commotion and wondered enviously which young co-ed was getting her brains fucked out."Ahhh... Cumming?!!" Laura,
I'm going to fix that little bitch! Monique thought to herself. She sat at her desk soldering a circuit board. She was the perfect picture of a beautiful athletic African goddess and she looked very pissed.Monique had endured all the other insults Laura Leigh had heaped on her, but when she watched Laura flirt with her boyfriend last night, that was the last straw! It really pissed her off, because she knew that Laura didn't even like black guys, she just did it to spite her.So as the bitch happened to be her dorm mate, Monique was in the perfect position to make the prim and proper Barbie-looking slut pay.Monique snapped a cover on the device she was working on and then lay down on her back and slid under Laura's bed to secure it with some electrical tape.She had waited patiently for the ice princess to fuck up so she could use it against her, but Laura appeared invulnerable. 'Well maybe little Laura just needs a nudge in the right direction.' Monique thought. She wondered if her
Their names were Marge and Gary and they did everything together.Marge was actually older than Gary by about seven years and she hated to be reminded of it by anyone but Gary most of all.Velda saw her birthday cake at the country club and it had the terrible "Forty" splashed all over the chocolate icing like a sentence without any hope of a reprieve. That meant her spouse Gary was thirty-three and he did his best to look a bit older by wearing a moustache that really didn't suit him at all.The observant reluctant vampire was taking unnecessary tennis lessons from the husband Gary and she could not miss the fact that Marge was always watching them carefully from the stands. It was easy to see that the attractive mature woman was concerned her younger husband would eventually find an even younger substitute for her before he entered into that magical mid-life crisis when young pussy was too much of a temptation for most married men even those with wives their own age or slightly young
Her Romanian fortune-teller close and personal friend Valentina gave her all the satisfaction she needed in human sexual contact without the need to chance the explosion of seeds of creation inside her human form. The woman was fully trained now to perform all those special little exercises that she had become addicted to over the years. Her recent attempts to have a normal human life with a male partner had all ended in disaster or despair and she had decided to just use the humans for liquid replenishment of her vital life force and as play things to chase away the boredom of solitude.This Donald was attending a night school of business in the downtown section of the city and he apparently had a steady girlfriend called Betty. Fortunately, Betty was one of those females that wanted the man signed, sealed and delivered with marriage certificate before she would allow him to spread her vaginal slit. The foolish man-child was still a virgin and filled with hope of coupling bliss for t
Of course, the virginal blood was the premium grade for her needs but this coarser stuff would suffice nicely. She was careful not to drink too much because she instinctively knew that she did not want to make the stranger her "child" or end her days on earth forever. There were only a few drops spilled to the ground and the girl stirred with that sense of having been "eaten" by a monster. Velda didn't see herself as a monster, only a creature that was the genetic servant of her forebears and her feared master of distant times. He still existed somewhere in the underground region of that strange country and drained the blood of fearful peasants nocturnally in rightful royal exploitation on moonless nights.None of this had seemed possible to her the day before but now she was willing to accept the fact she was a Vampire doomed to walk the earth forever seeking the blood of human slaves to service her need for the liquid essence of life.When she withdrew from the station platform, the
The fact that he had been unfortunately caught in an accident involving a lifting crane and an unforgiving bulkhead made no sense to her because only this morning before heading off to work he had pounded her pussy from behind right at the kitchen window looking out at the quiet and peaceful harbor that looked so serene in the crisp morning air. In fact, her quim was still quivering from that last sweet coupling that would be no more without her darling Oscar.It was a blessing in disguise that they had no children even after hundreds of attempts in the past two years. She had come from an orphanage and didn't have the experience of many siblings like her husband but she did know the terrible fear that those around her would steal the very bread from her mouth if she was not assertive enough to stand up for her rights. Her delicious hour-glass figure was topped by the face of an absolute angel and all of her friends assumed she would have no problem in finding a suitable replacement f
When it was over, Jane got onto her knees after the mistress stood off to the side. The mistress motioned with her whip for the middle-aged woman to come closer. When she knelt only a few inches from the beautiful woman, the mistress grabbed the back of her slaves hair and tugged it towards her. Jane opened her mouth dutifully and tried to capture as much of the pretty woman's slit as possible.Her tongue slid into the slim groove to flick the clitoris, feeling it grow under her tongue. Jane was reminded of the first time she met her mistress, at a bar late one night when her husband was out of town on a business conference. Little did she know, but that chance encounter would forever change her.Jane loved her mistress more than ever. At that moment she couldn't understand why she questioned her orders. Her mistress told her to do something and she did it - at least after she gave her mistress pleasure!A few hours later, Jane stood next to her bed and her sleeping husband. Everything
Jane entered the large quiet house. The stillness and overbearing silence hung upon her shoulders like a large weight. The sun had just gone down leaving the house in darkness. It was a huge, expensive house with old and venerable furnishings. Every time the housewife came here she felt like eyes were following her every movement! She sensed and felt the eyes upon every curve of her body, painful as a sharp knife.With determination and familiarity, Jane rounded the foyer and immediately began to descend the massive staircase. The century- old floorboards groaned and squeaked with the beat of her footsteps. Using only her left hand, the thirty-two-year-old woman guided herself to the basement. It smelled of dust, dingy water, and age.The door handle was there a foot before her and opened up to her touch effortlessly. A flickering light bathed her in a reddish glow. As quietly as the woman could, she entered the large cavernous room and closed the door behind her.A scream sounded fro