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Kilted Pervert
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 19, 2020
Elisa sat across from Erich in Das Edelweisshaus, Munich's finest restaurant. Though her body had no use for food, she had not lost so much of her humanity that she could not savor the tastes of fine food and wine. Indeed her inhuman senses were much more acute, making the tastes and smells of the place a delight to her. While he feasted as was his habit, she ate and drank little. The vampire's body had to work to rid itself of human food and she had no want to be sick or bloated over the coming nights. Erich she knew, had to eat to replace the blood and vitality she took from him nightly. Their carnal passion and her thirst for his life-giving blood drained him, though he did not look it.
They laughed and talked like the other couples in the place, looking to all the world as noble young lovers out for a night on the town. Erich thought this too. At first he considered it odd that Elisa had insisted on accompanying him to Munich, but a few of her honeyed words into his ear and he gave up his suspicions. In truth, Elisa had been summoned. She had heard the call three days before while she rested in the cold confines of her coffin. An Elder Vampire had called her, summoned her to a meeting, the first in a very long time.
Elisa remembered the last time she had been summoned to the presence of an Elder. It was 200 years previous, to the wilds of the Carpathian Mountains. The call took her to ruined castle atop a dreary crag in eastern Wallachia. It was the lair of Vlad Dracula, a legend among her kind. An Elder not only because of his power and strength, but because he was a primary kindred. A human who had become an undead vampire by force of will, not by being bitten by another. He was dreadfully powerful and the sight of him made Elisa swoon with passion. She could not look upon him without being overwhelmed with feelings of lust and want. He had kept her close for many years, using her as a spy and consort. She could only hope it was Dracula that called her now, for it was said that he favored any with whom he had ever coupled, and the memories of their savage mating made her loins throb and drip with lust whenever she thought of it.
As the dessert arrived, the Contessa saw what no one else did. A vague, almost imperceptible mist flowed into the room and in an instant a tall dark man stood in the shadows of the balcony where none had before. He was tall, slender and dark, with long black hair reaching past his shoulders. An instant later Elisa caught his scent in her nostrils and knew this was the one who had summoned her. To her disappointment it was not Dracula, but someone unknown. "Come to me," called the voice in her head, "Leave the other."
Elisa made her excuses and walked nonchalantly to the balcony. The Elder turned to look at her, "My master bids you greetings." He spoke with a deep throaty eastern accent. He was gorgeous to her sight, and the sound of his voice stirred her libido. Powerful and masculine to look upon, lean and savage like a panther stalking the edge of the darkness. "I am Simeon Virgeovich, First Captain to Our Most Dread Lord, Vlad Dracula." Elisa very nearly swooned at the sound of his name and had to fight to keep her composure. "My master has a message for you: He has watched you and is disappointed. He did not return you to the human world to fall under the spell of that pitiful man. He has watched you relinquish your power to him, and give in to his pleasures rather than take what is yours by right. Reclaim your place amongst the Kindred or suffer his... displeasure."
Elisa quaked under his words, for she knew in her lifeless heart that they were true. She had taken pleasure from her Erich, but she also protected him from the worst of her longings; and there was the night in the crypt. "How could she have let him take power over her?" She was ashamed. "W-what must I do?" She felt like a bumbling child under his disapproving gaze and she knew that Dracula, her beloved Vlad Tepes, looked upon her through those eyes. "You know what must be done. Slay him and feast upon the last of his essence, or should he prove the stronger, make him join us in the Lasting Darkness." When she looked up, he was gone.
Later as they walked back toward the rooms they had rented, Elisa had recovered from the warning, though she had far from forgotten it. They turned to walk into the quiet confines of a wooded park. She glanced over at Erich, who walked on without a care. He had accepted what she was and loved her for it, but it could not go on. She turned on him, and in a savage fury knocked him into the bushes. Tearing at his clothes, she locked her canines into his throat. He was surprised to be sure, but fought back with all his considerable power. He pushed her back from his neck, only to see unholy flame in her eyes. Elisa's gaze stunned him and she quickly fished his gorgeous cock from his trousers. If he was to die, then she would drink all of his essence, his semen along with his blood and take the ultimate pleasure from the act. Sinking her teeth into the head of his sex, she began to suck. The blood flowed into her mouth and she nearly orgasmed from the taste of it. His life was delectably sweet to her, and tonight she would have it all. She continued to suck his life-blood, her hand going to her slit as her passion mounted. The sights and smell of the kill was the sweetest passion of all, when she felt the mortal life slip from her victim it always triggered the most powerful climax imaginable.
Elisa was amazed when Erich's hands no longer fought back but rather pushed her head farther onto his hardening cock. A gutteral, inhuman voice came from his mouth, not his own. "Yesss, suck it... You will give the power to me, and I will live forever...." She looked up at him and saw that the change had come over him. His eyes burned with the light and she could see that she had not been not strong enough to steal his life, only give him some of her own. The thought enflamed her desire. Her Erich would live, his beauty and carnal talents undiminished by time. His orgasm erupted into her throat, and she could feel the power that she had given him. He bucked into her until his passion had died. She crawled ontop of him. "You are no longer mine. You have the freedom granted to all vampires who claim the gift from their maker." Erich rolled Elisa onto her back and his powerful cock found her slit. She gasped as his length entered her. He began to fuck her with long even strokes. He looked into her eyes as he slid in and out of her sex, the base of his cock rubbing against her clit. He stared into her eyes as they coupled, his strong hands caressing her breasts. He continued to mate her, his cock feeling larger than ever before. She could feel her orgasm building as his stroking continued. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her body gave over to the pleasure which she could only feel when she bred with one of her own kind. The feelings exploding in her sex made lights dance in front of her eyes and her vagina clamp down on him like a vise. But Erich pushed into her still, his orgasm had not come. Longer and longer he fucked her, his teeth making marks on her perfect skin and his hands doing their magic to her breasts and ass. Many minutes later his climax approached and as his semen began to shoot within her, he threw back his head and howled like a wolf. She could feel him shooting inside her and that triggered a second climax from her, shaking and trashing her head while her loins bucked at him.
Erich would make a powerful vampire indeed.....
They laughed and talked like the other couples in the place, looking to all the world as noble young lovers out for a night on the town. Erich thought this too. At first he considered it odd that Elisa had insisted on accompanying him to Munich, but a few of her honeyed words into his ear and he gave up his suspicions. In truth, Elisa had been summoned. She had heard the call three days before while she rested in the cold confines of her coffin. An Elder Vampire had called her, summoned her to a meeting, the first in a very long time.
Elisa remembered the last time she had been summoned to the presence of an Elder. It was 200 years previous, to the wilds of the Carpathian Mountains. The call took her to ruined castle atop a dreary crag in eastern Wallachia. It was the lair of Vlad Dracula, a legend among her kind. An Elder not only because of his power and strength, but because he was a primary kindred. A human who had become an undead vampire by force of will, not by being bitten by another. He was dreadfully powerful and the sight of him made Elisa swoon with passion. She could not look upon him without being overwhelmed with feelings of lust and want. He had kept her close for many years, using her as a spy and consort. She could only hope it was Dracula that called her now, for it was said that he favored any with whom he had ever coupled, and the memories of their savage mating made her loins throb and drip with lust whenever she thought of it.
As the dessert arrived, the Contessa saw what no one else did. A vague, almost imperceptible mist flowed into the room and in an instant a tall dark man stood in the shadows of the balcony where none had before. He was tall, slender and dark, with long black hair reaching past his shoulders. An instant later Elisa caught his scent in her nostrils and knew this was the one who had summoned her. To her disappointment it was not Dracula, but someone unknown. "Come to me," called the voice in her head, "Leave the other."
Elisa made her excuses and walked nonchalantly to the balcony. The Elder turned to look at her, "My master bids you greetings." He spoke with a deep throaty eastern accent. He was gorgeous to her sight, and the sound of his voice stirred her libido. Powerful and masculine to look upon, lean and savage like a panther stalking the edge of the darkness. "I am Simeon Virgeovich, First Captain to Our Most Dread Lord, Vlad Dracula." Elisa very nearly swooned at the sound of his name and had to fight to keep her composure. "My master has a message for you: He has watched you and is disappointed. He did not return you to the human world to fall under the spell of that pitiful man. He has watched you relinquish your power to him, and give in to his pleasures rather than take what is yours by right. Reclaim your place amongst the Kindred or suffer his... displeasure."
Elisa quaked under his words, for she knew in her lifeless heart that they were true. She had taken pleasure from her Erich, but she also protected him from the worst of her longings; and there was the night in the crypt. "How could she have let him take power over her?" She was ashamed. "W-what must I do?" She felt like a bumbling child under his disapproving gaze and she knew that Dracula, her beloved Vlad Tepes, looked upon her through those eyes. "You know what must be done. Slay him and feast upon the last of his essence, or should he prove the stronger, make him join us in the Lasting Darkness." When she looked up, he was gone.
Later as they walked back toward the rooms they had rented, Elisa had recovered from the warning, though she had far from forgotten it. They turned to walk into the quiet confines of a wooded park. She glanced over at Erich, who walked on without a care. He had accepted what she was and loved her for it, but it could not go on. She turned on him, and in a savage fury knocked him into the bushes. Tearing at his clothes, she locked her canines into his throat. He was surprised to be sure, but fought back with all his considerable power. He pushed her back from his neck, only to see unholy flame in her eyes. Elisa's gaze stunned him and she quickly fished his gorgeous cock from his trousers. If he was to die, then she would drink all of his essence, his semen along with his blood and take the ultimate pleasure from the act. Sinking her teeth into the head of his sex, she began to suck. The blood flowed into her mouth and she nearly orgasmed from the taste of it. His life was delectably sweet to her, and tonight she would have it all. She continued to suck his life-blood, her hand going to her slit as her passion mounted. The sights and smell of the kill was the sweetest passion of all, when she felt the mortal life slip from her victim it always triggered the most powerful climax imaginable.
Elisa was amazed when Erich's hands no longer fought back but rather pushed her head farther onto his hardening cock. A gutteral, inhuman voice came from his mouth, not his own. "Yesss, suck it... You will give the power to me, and I will live forever...." She looked up at him and saw that the change had come over him. His eyes burned with the light and she could see that she had not been not strong enough to steal his life, only give him some of her own. The thought enflamed her desire. Her Erich would live, his beauty and carnal talents undiminished by time. His orgasm erupted into her throat, and she could feel the power that she had given him. He bucked into her until his passion had died. She crawled ontop of him. "You are no longer mine. You have the freedom granted to all vampires who claim the gift from their maker." Erich rolled Elisa onto her back and his powerful cock found her slit. She gasped as his length entered her. He began to fuck her with long even strokes. He looked into her eyes as he slid in and out of her sex, the base of his cock rubbing against her clit. He stared into her eyes as they coupled, his strong hands caressing her breasts. He continued to mate her, his cock feeling larger than ever before. She could feel her orgasm building as his stroking continued. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her body gave over to the pleasure which she could only feel when she bred with one of her own kind. The feelings exploding in her sex made lights dance in front of her eyes and her vagina clamp down on him like a vise. But Erich pushed into her still, his orgasm had not come. Longer and longer he fucked her, his teeth making marks on her perfect skin and his hands doing their magic to her breasts and ass. Many minutes later his climax approached and as his semen began to shoot within her, he threw back his head and howled like a wolf. She could feel him shooting inside her and that triggered a second climax from her, shaking and trashing her head while her loins bucked at him.
Erich would make a powerful vampire indeed.....