A Vampire Turns Me…On [Fantasy] [Blood Play] [CNC] [MF]

*A little something something that was in my mind when I was in the tub tonight… first draft so don’t mind the errors.*

I caught his eyes on me. One was a beautiful shade of luminescent green and the other the color of an autumn leaf. He licked his tongue slowly across his bottom lip allowing the subtle pinkness to glisten against the candlelight. I held onto him with my gaze as he approached me.

He held out his hand for me to take. “Good evening my cherie.”

His accent was of the old world. The time before the muddied Creole of my generation. It played like music softly lulling me further into his realm of darkness and delights. I placed my tiny hand within his grip. He brought it to his lips. I felt his breath through my glove. The touch of his lips radiated up my arm and through my soul.

“Hello monsieur,” I said.

Slowly he placed my hand back into my lap. His pinky grazed the lace of my dress.

“Would you accompany me for a stroll of the gardens?” he said.

“Yes,” I said without thinking of the impropriety.

My brother stepped closer towards us. “It is not fitting to be secluded with a man that is not one’s husband, let alone accompany him into the gardens after dark.”

My suitor starred into my brothers face. “Your sister is no longer your property. She is now mine. You will leave us be and think of her fondly.”

“Congratulations sister,” said my brother. “You have made a fine match. I am overjoyed to see you go off into the world.”

My owner hooked his right arm under my knees. Heat rose inside me as the cold of his flesh pressed against an area I had never been touched by another.

“Put your arm around my neck,” he said.

I felt my fingertips over the curves of his shoulders as I positioned myself around him. He picked me up out of the chair. I left like nothing against his arms. He pressed his lips to my cheek and ran his tongue slowly down my neck.

He inhaled deeply. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

Shivers flew through my body as his breath hit the wetness left by his tongue.

He turned briefly as we approached the front entrance. Everyone from my old life looked upon us. They saw our openly displayed indignity. I heard as all in society whispered and giggled.

“Thank you for your hospitality,” he said loudly.

He carried me from the house and placed me onto his horse. Before I could comprehend how he arrive on the creature I felt him. He positioned himself tightly against me and clutched his arms around my waist. I sighed as his hands explored my bodice. He ran his fingers in between my breats, clasped the top of my dress in his hands and ripped my bosom free. I felt my chest bounce against my ribs as they fell.

“Magnificent,” he said.

Shame washed over me as I caught the eyes of the servants ogling my ample chest. I lifted the fabric lying at my waist to cover myself.

“No, you are mine,” he said. “Your body is mine. Your soul is mine. Your desires are mine. You may believe you can keep your thoughts but I hear them and it will do you well to only think of me. If I will it that we ride so that your bare tits bounce for all of New Orleans you will comply. If I want to fuck you at a table of my friends at a gentleman’s club you will take me inside you and buck upon my lap as though my cock is the only thing standing between you and death.”

His words penetrate deep within my subconscious as I stare into the mesmerizing tunnels of spiralling color that are his eyes.

“I am yours,” I said. “My body, sould and mind belong to you only.”

“Good girl my cherie.”

His arms brush against my own as he whips the reigns and I feel the jolt of the horse between my legs. He bites into my neck. I feel as his teeth sink inside my flesh. A calm release floods over me as he laps at my blood. I take pleasure in his hungry, sloppy slurps. He groans as he releases me. He bites into his wrist and puts it to my mouth.

“If you do not wish to die, then drink,” he said.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kutjw0/a_vampire_turns_meon_fantasy_blood_play_cnc_mf