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[Start at chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t48fhd/vampire_omicron_chapter_1_home_invasion_part_12/)
New strain of COVID, I’m now a disgusting perverted vampire. I enjoy the spoils after my home invasion, planning for the future and exploring the woman I claimed.
Please read Chapter 1 if you haven’t. This chapter is mostly an interlude, just so I can get my thoughts and ideas down. Think of this as coming home to enjoy the spoils after a quest/mission/raid. The next chapter will be going out and raiding again like Chapter 1.
DISCLAIMERS
These disclaimers are to help you know if my story is for you or not. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!
The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!
Also, my stories have a ton of fetishy, weird, gross stuff that a lot of people won’t be into. Sorry if it’s not for you.
There was a mountain to climb. And we were going to climb it.
A short hike through the forest would bring us there, a striking granite cliff face—a little-known climber’s gem in Bourgogne, France.
Mark and I had planned on reaching the summit by noon to enjoy the sight over Vieux Château and the countryside. But plans change…
Mark licked my pussy.
Gagged and restrained, with my knickers and climbers’ rope, there was little I could do to stop him now. Not that I wanted him to desist. God no.
He had spread my cunt lips wide and slid his tongue repeatedly through my slit. *Mmmm, it felt so fucking good.* I waited—desperate—for him to suck my clit.
My feet were planted on wet earth, mud squeezing through my toes, my legs spread wide, straining, each ankle individually restrained with rope. So too were my arms, raised to my sides, bound taut. I was tied between two trees…naked…vulnerable…his to be used. The thrill of it was intoxicating.
Mark started fingering me. His free hand clutched my arse, nails digging into my skin. And God yes, now he cupped my clit with his mouth and sucked. *Jesus, what was he doing with is tongue?*
“You’re pathetic. You’re fucking worthless. You’re disgusting. The only reason I’m playing with you now is because I’m bored and I want something to beat.” I grab you by the neck and pin you up forcefully against the wall, so you smack your head against it. You let out a little whimper. “If you’re gonna cry at just a little head bang then you’re gonna be so fucking broken by the time I finish with you.” I grin at you and stare deep into your eyes as I say it. You look back in mine and see that I mean it. You can see the fire behind them, and only then do you realise what you’ve got yourself into. Only then do you realise how sadistic daddy really is. And I see you working this out. I see the sudden realisation come over you. I can see the fear come into your eyes, like a deer in headlights. You’re trapped here with me. There’s no fucking escape. No way to stop daddy doing what he’s about to do. Doing what he needs to do. Raping your worthless little body. Breaking you.
Daddy really fucking needs his little kitten. He needs to use her so fucking much. He needs to grab that perfect hair of yours and drag you over to his bed and throw you over his knee. Start spanking your perfect peachy lil butt. Spank you until you cry out for me to stop. Until you start kicking and screaming, begging daddy to stop hurting you. Then start choking your little neck to get you to shut up and keep fucking spanking. Laugh at how pathetic you look and sound as you’re bent across my lap crying your eyes out. Tell you how much of a pathetic little slut you are for daddy. I’m going to keep spanking you until your butt goes from pink, to red, to black and purple. Until it’s bruised all over. Until you can’t cry any more. Then I’m going to fuck you baby.
I find myself tied up helplessly with my arms and legs spread apart. You lean forward, intoxicating me with your perfume, and whisper into my ear that I’m yours now.
You gently attach four sticky electrodes to my stomach and inner thighs, tickling me in between. I laugh and squirm against my restraints, but I’m unable to defend myself. With the TENS unit, you gradually increase the current to my abs and hips. It’s uncomfortable, but I try to enjoy it for you.
You pinch my nipples with bipolar clamps, and I exclaim in surprise. The clamps are wired to a second TENS unit, which you dial up until my body flinches involuntarily. I cry out softly as you continuously zap my nipples, but you sweetly caress my face and shush me into silence.
You lubricate an anal electrode with conductive gel and spread my ass with your fingers. I try to resist, but you punish me by increasing the shocks from before. I cry out and writhe helplessly, but you tickle my sides, tormenting me with pain and pleasure simultaneously. There’s nothing I can do to escape your hands.
You’re walking home alone after a night out drinking with your friends. You’re wearing a nice top that you bought for the occasion and a short skirt with high heels. It’s summer and it’s a lovely night for a walk. You’re tipsy but not drunk, sober enough to get yourself home safely you think, despite your friends trying to convince you to take a taxi. It’s not worth it, you’ve told yourself; It’s not a long walk and you want to pick up some food on the way home too so you might as well just walk it. They don’t know the area as well as you either; you’ve lived here your whole life and always felt safe. You’re sticking to well lit paths and it’s a built up residential area; you’re confident nothing is going to happen. You feel safe.
*I’ve published numerous BDSM erotica stories on Amazon and now offers custom short stories (4-5k words). Do you want to be the hero? The villain? Want to be dominated by your high school math teacher or read a story where your neighbours wife and hot daughter want a threesome?*
*Sign up for tier 3 on my Patreon to get your wish fulfilled. You also get access to a lot of kinky pictures! Go to* [*www.watchesandcuffs.com*](https://www.watchesandcuffs.com)
*A sample of my work (from the novel “Damsel in Distress for Hire”) – the scene is partly based on my own experience:*
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She could hear the doorbell ring behind the imposing door. It was not the unpleasant, jarring noise of a measly peasant’s doorbell, but a stately, welcoming ‘gong’. This doorbell was meant to announce people of means, of influence.
*So, what the hell am I doing here?* Claire became painfully aware of her worn clothes and old bomber jacket.
An elegant, petite woman opened the door and lit up in a blinding smile. The long silk dress hugged the slender body, and diamonds shone from the earrings and necklace. There were gentle streaks of gray in the ebony hair, but it only added class.
*I’ve published numerous BDSM erotica stories on Amazon and now offers custom short stories (4-5k words). Do you want to be the hero? The villain? Want to be dominated by your high school math teacher or read a story where your neighbours wife and hot daughter want a threesome?*
*Sign up for tier 3 on my Patreon to get your wish fulfilled. You also get access to a lot of kinky pictures! Go to* [*www.watchesandcuffs.com*](https://www.watchesandcuffs.com)
*A sample of my work (from the novel “Damsel in Distress for Hire”):*
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She could hear the doorbell ring behind the imposing door. It was not the unpleasant, jarring noise of a measly peasant’s doorbell, but a stately, welcoming ‘gong’. This doorbell was meant to announce people of means, of influence.
*So, what the hell am I doing here?* Claire became painfully aware of her worn clothes and old bomber jacket.
An elegant, petite woman opened the door and lit up in a blinding smile. The long silk dress hugged the slender body, and diamonds shone from the earrings and necklace. There were gentle streaks of gray in the ebony hair, but it only added class.
[Naughty Miss Peach – Slutty Office Worker, Ass Play, & Naughty Schoolgirl](http://imgur.com/a/ZER7sww)
6 total orgasms, as requested: slutty office worker cosplay, schoolgirl outfits, ass worship, and cake
Miss Peach walked into the room, and instantly had my full attention. She was dressed perfectly, as usual, in an elegant black dress, form fitting, draped conservatively below the knees. Her green roman stones hung about her neck on a golden chain, the inset diamonds sparkling. The dress was soft satin, snug in the waist and around her full hips. Miss Peach had sent me a photo earlier, so I knew kind of what to expect, but the sight of it in person blew me away. Her body is gorgeous, and she knows just how to dress to accentuate her curves.
She immediately was drawn to what was laid out on the white sheets of the bed. We had discussed the requests by you naughty Redditors and we were up for the challenge….! Two “Slutty Office Worker” outfits, a blue schoolgirl outfit, and her SM gear. Her eyes sparked with electric sex energy as she took them in. Last week, we had a poll amongst some Reddit friends and Miss Peach’s admirers asked us to have her wear those outfits. It ended up a 3 way tie, so we had to choose all of them!