Alex and Lauren led DeeDee to a
luxury hotel a few blocks away. Lauren
took charge with the lady at the counter and arranged for a suite for the rest
of the week and the weekend. One of the
other perks of being a vampire, Lauren later explained, is the ability to
acquire a great deal of wealth.
The three of them entered an
elevator along with two other women who were dressed as if they went to the
theater or some other formal affair.
Alex gazed hungrily towards them.
He felt Lauren take his hand, and she whispered into his ear. “Don’t be greedy,” she said softly. “There’s plenty of time for you now.” He nodded with understanding, but he didn’t
want to let these two beauties escape him either. “Are you staying in town long?” he asked.
One of the women, with curly brown
hair and deep dark eyes, answered. “For
a couple days. We’re here for the
lawyer’s conference across the street.”
Heartened by the news, Alex pressed
a little further. “And what room are
you staying in?”
Again the dark-haired woman
answered. “1842.” Her companion, who was taller and fairer,
was surprised that Sara was revealing that information to a total stranger. Caitlin started to say something when Lauren
interjected, “You have nothing to worry about.” Lauren’s eyes sparkled, and the blond-haired attorney stopped,
with only a slight gasp escaping her lips.
The elevator doors opened at the
eighteenth floor, and Sara and Caitlin stepped out.
“It was nice meeting you,” Sara
offered.
“I hope we’ll run into each other
again,” Alex said. As the doors closed,
he added, “I’m sure we will.”
Lauren leaned against Alex, one arm
draped over his shoulder and the other sliding down his stomach towards his
crotch. “I knew I made a good choice
with you. You’re going to make such a
fun partner.” He felt a fleeting but
intense shiver as she nibbled on his earlobe while squeezing his hardening
prick through his pants.
All the while, DeeDee stood by silently,
enamored by the vampiric couple embracing each other in the elevator.
“So what do you think?” Lauren asked
as they strolled around the suite.
Alex had never been in a hotel room so large or elegant in his
life. It reminded him of something out
of a movie. There was an oversized
four-poster bed, and full-length windows along the entire wall, looking out on
a balcony over the harbor. The bathroom
had a dual-head shower and a separate whirlpool tub which was big enough for at
least two, if not three people. (By the
end of the week, he determined the capacity was definitely three.) And the closet was larger than most hotel
rooms.
“It’ll do,” he joked. He
jumped on the bed like a kid, smiling gleefully. “It’s fantastic is what it is.
Just like you.”
“I’m glad you like it.
It’s yours for the week. After
that, we’ll find you a permanent place to live, after we’ve set you up with my
financial advisor.” She explained that
she would be giving him a piece of her fortune so he could adjust to his new
condition without any other concerns.
She said that one of the problems new-bloods often encounter is trying
to keep up their old life while getting used to their new vampiric existence. That usually got them into trouble, either
because they neglected their new heritage, or they abused their power in their
old world. Either way, they attracted
attention, which was the bane of the vampires’ continued survival. “As long as people think we’re just legends,
the safer we all are.”
Lauren told him that after her
creator brought her over, he advised her to never turn someone unless she could
provide for her “offspring.” Her
creator was particularly insistent about this advice, considering they were
living at the height of the Great Depression.
Lauren’s “father” was one of only about 20 American vampires who
survived the Depression because most of the others didn’t have the resources to
conceal themselves. She told him that
because of their collective experience, the vampire population in this
country—which is back up to a few thousand—is entirely composed of
millionaires.
“And one more thing,” Lauren said
seriously. “As you’ll recall, you were
unconscious when I turned you. That’s
so you wouldn’t learn the secret of creation.
In our society, new-bloods are fostered for a few weeks by their
“parent,” and then observed from afar for a couple years or so. If you thrive, you are initiated into the
society and given the secret of creation.”
“And if I don’t?”
Lauren’s eyes darkened. “It depends. Some younglings are allowed to go on, effectively sterile but
relatively harmless. Others are
terminated, so they don’t endanger themselves or the society.”
Lauren changed outfits, putting on a
simple midnight-blue twinset, with a knee-length black velvet skirt. “Well, my dear, I’m going out for a few
hours so I don’t intrude on your fun.
Enjoy yourself, and trust your instincts.” She waved goodbye as she disappeared out the door. Alex, now alone with DeeDee, searched his
mind for the various fantasies he had concocted over the years. Before, they had been sufficient to get him
through masturbating sessions. Tonight,
he was actually going to live them out.
He examined DeeDee, who was sitting
on a sofa with a virtually expressionless stare. The only evidence that she wasn’t unconscious—aside from her eyes
being open—was the bright flush of her cheeks and the quick pulse in her
throat. He understood from Lauren’s
lectures that these were signs of her body’s response to his sexual
powers. If he gave her too much stimulation
from his scent and his kiss and his come, he could burn her out. Fortunately, he thought, this woman looks
like she’s in excellent shape, and besides, humans are very resilient
creatures. He sat up on the edge of the
bed. He kicked off his shoes and pulled
off his shirt. Then he stopped
undressing himself and turned his attention to undressing DeeDee.
“DeeDee,” he said, startling her to
attention. “I want you to strip for
me.” He reached over to the stereo
built into the headboard and turned the dial.
He stopped when he found a station playing soft rock. Percy Sledge, singing “When A Man Loves A
Woman,” was just starting. DeeDee’s
body started swaying gently to the music as she stood up. Her eyes closed, and she lost herself in his
commands. She started by untucking the
tight blue top. Alex had noticed that
ever since he controlled her, DeeDee’s nipples had been visibly hard, trying to
pierce the thin fabric that was the only layer of clothing she had on. (“Two women in two nights who don’t wear
bras,” he thought joyfully.)
Her hands took hold at the bottom of the camisole, and she lifted
it past her breasts and over her head before dropping it behind her. Next, she undid the buttons at the side of
her skirt, which she sensually pushed down her slim hips until gravity took
over. DeeDee was wearing garters under
the skirt, which were fastened to black thigh-high stockings. He shivered at the sight of this woman,
caught up in the throes of a passion induced by his new power. She unclipped the garters and rolled first
one stocking and then the other down the length of her shapely legs. Even though she couldn’t have been more than
five foot two, Alex felt like it took an eternity for her to bare her legs for
him. Finally, she slid off the garters
and her bikini panties. He watched as
DeeDee pushed her hands along the insides of her thighs as she removed her
underwear, leaving her fingers shimmering with her musky nectar. If it was possible, she was more turned on
from obeying Alex’s command to strip for him than he was from watching her do
it.
“That’s very nice,” he said as she
stood in the center of the room, illuminated by the silvery light from the full
moon. “Now come to your master.” DeeDee eagerly started to step towards him
before he held up his hand. “Crawl to
me, DeeDee. I want to see you in your
proper position as my slave.”
DeeDee immediately dropped to her
hands and knees, and she lowered her head in submission. Her braid fell over one shoulder and dangled
between her small but rounded breasts.
Alex watched as she looked up occasionally, seeking a sign of pleasure
from her master. He saw the need in her
eyes, a need that only he could satiate.
DeeDee reached the foot of the bed.
Her head was at the same level as Alex’s dick, which yearned to be freed
from captivity. DeeDee’s eyes flashed
to the bulge in his pants, and then up to his eyes. He nodded slightly and smiled.
Permission was granted. “Have
you ever given head?” Alex asked.
She nodded. “My boyfriend... I mean my ex-boyfriend... I
mean, well, he made me do it.” She
stammered through her explanation as she efficiently undid Alex’s slacks and
pulled them off. She told him that she
had sucked off a former boyfriend because he told her to, and then he got upset
when she gagged and didn’t swallow his come.
In fact, that was the reason he gave her for breaking up with her. “But he was much smaller than you,
Master.” She blushed after she said it,
wondering if he would appreciate the flattery.
DeeDee’s hands traveled up Alex’s
legs to the waistband of his briefs, making sure to gently caress his cock,
pressing against the cotton fabric. His
full length sprang to attention as she pulled off his shorts. She may have been trying to flatter her
master, but her statement was entirely accurate. She had never seen a cock this big before. Even Alex was surprised by his erection. One of the changes his body had undergone
since his transformation. His shaft was
enormous, as well as now being ultra-sensitive. Her soft caress, her loving kisses, and even her cool breath send
waves of sexual sensation through him.
It was like he now had a lightning rod for sexual electricity. DeeDee strained to wrap her lips around the
huge shaft. Once she got it into her
mouth, though, she worked him like a pro.
(He learned from her later that after that first initiation with the
jerk, she did some “research” on the Internet about how guys like their
blowjobs, and she even practiced with certain fruits and vegetables so she
could get used to deep throating.) When
her lips slid along the underside of his shaft, the friction was electric. And the suction she created as she pumped
him was unimaginable for Alex.
One more surprise came to Alex as
his pleasure grew. Once DeeDee got him
to the point where he was used to climaxing uncontrollably, he could hold it
and let the pleasure build further. In fact,
as he tingled with the erotic thrills her oral ministrations were giving him,
she worked him quicker and more enthusiastically, waiting to be rewarded with
his seed. Finally, he could resist no
longer. The climax ripped through him,
and he flooded his slave with his come.
When the first drop rolled over her
lips, the most intense orgasm DeeDee had ever felt exploded within her. And as the cumming torrents continued, she
climaxed uncontrollably, her mind flooded by pleasure. The drug within his semen was playing havoc
with her body, mind and soul. She was
literally addicted to Alex now, and she would never be the same again. Alex inhaled deeply, smelling the powerful
scent of her wetness, dripping down her legs.
He also noticed an even more intoxicating aroma. It called to him. Although DeeDee was trembling from the orgasms that kept ripping
through her, she was conscious enough to know that he wanted her next to him on
the bed. She brought herself up close
to him, and her hands meekly pulled his head to her chest.
She felt the stings of his fangs as
the pierced the pliant flesh of her breast.
The pain was gone in an instant, replaced by fiery bliss. Her mind was awash with pleasure, and an
intense desire for the man who drank from her.
When he pulled away, his lips rimmed
with her blood, she saw that he was hard again. Her first thought was to go down on his again, but he didn’t give
her the opportunity. Instead, he pushed
her down and plunged his cock into her silky womanhood. Instantly, DeeDee was ripped by another
orgasm, followed by another each time he pumped into her. Her muscles clutched at his hardness,
holding him as he stroked deep inside her and threatening not to let go.
DeeDee gasped unintelligibly, unable
to express coherent thoughts. Alex was
equally caught up by the powerful feelings.
His first sex as a vampire caught him off-guard. He could feel another climax building, and
he was sure it would be more powerful than any mortal orgasm he had ever
experienced.
Alex’s body tensed, and then he
flooded DeeDee’s insides with his semen.
Again, DeeDee was overwhelmed by his sheer sexual power. She screamed from the sensation, her body
shaking until she was literally exhausted.
Finally, she simply couldn’t handle the pleasure any longer, and she
passed out.
As he pulled his spent cock from his
slave’s sex, Alex watched her chest rise and fall in shallow breaths. No longer serving his need, she was
virtually unconscious on the mattress, where she would sleep until daybreak.
Alex was charged
up like never before. He was riding the
biggest high he had ever experienced, more than he could even have imagined. And although he had drunk deeply of DeeDee’s
blood, unbelievably laced with the tangy taste of sexual endorphins, it wasn’t
enough to quench his desire. So he got
up, put on a white cotton bathrobe supplied by the hotel, took his card key,
and headed towards the elevator.
Somewhere on the eighteenth floor, he thought, are two beautiful
attorneys in need of serving a literal vampire.