Bloody Good Fun (VTM setting, closed to Fetishkitten and Lastsonofzod)

[lastsonofzod]

OOC: This story is based in the WoD Vampire the Masquerade setting, and dealing with specific roleplay characters from that setting...and no, there are no dice rolls required for fucking This thread is going to involve vampirism, blood fetishes, wild hedonism, murder, and graphic violence...and thats just the summary ..and no, if you don't know the characters, I don't expect you to know whats going on

Swear to fuckin God, sometimes theres just something that sets me off. Smell in the night air, full moon, or maybe its just that time of the month.

Whatever the case when those times roll around, I get a little bit of Cheeseburger in Paradise craving for something a bit different from the usual prey. Not a street thug, or a hobo, or that investment banker prick that pissed you off last week.

No, right now I want a woman.

Not just any woman either, but that paricular rare breed, the crazy. We malks like our insanity in nice doses, where you can actually taste the nuttiness on your tongue as you're feeding, like licking a battery.

Ravencroft is a nifty place to go for that....perfect for the kind of prey I'm looking for. Whats more, since I childed the man in charge I've had free run of the grounds, access to anywhere I like. My own keycard infact.

Thats really about as awesome as you can get.

After spending a few fun minutes dodging security through the dated facility, I wander my way to what I'm looking for, the psycho ward. They don't call it that, not since the P.C. Bullshit caught on...but thats what it is. Patients in this area are heavily medicated, sedated, straight jacketed, or otherwise secured. Kept snug in their padded cells for 20 hours aday, and only let out when they're under armed guards and doped the fuck up.

Nice place really, but the name just sort of amuses me. Criminally insane? How can it be a crime to be this much fun? I'll call bullshit on that one...But hey, names a name.

I spend a couple minutes wandering up and down the halls, not really minding the cells, or the neat little notepads next to them, just listening to the sounds of madness, screams, grunts, muttering....all those wonderful sounds, those delightful interludes...

Then as I'm walking past one particular cell a sound catches my ear...Silence...Deathly silence. Not a peep, not a word...just the quite sound of a heart beating placidly in a chest, Not sleeping, just waiting.

This...This I gotta check out. I check the chart for a moment, verifying the occupant is infact a chick...Poe is all thats listed under name...weird...Kinda catchy too..

Whistling merrily to myself, I swipe my card at the door reader, hearing the clink of the deadbolt sliding open, and then I put a hand against the door, opening it slowly, letting myself be backlit by the room behind me, the padded cell before me almost completely dark.

"Someone call for the turndown service?"

 

[Fetish Kitten]

As crazy as a box of rocks! That's me! I'm as crazy as they come. I killed my mamma, and my pappa, and my auntie, and all my brothers and sisters- there were lots of them- and even old Gram. SHe deserved it, all those cupie dolls every where. SHe used to call me a cupie doll you know. Her little cupie.

Now, I'm livin' cozy in my new room. It's padded, just like they promised, and I got a new jacket too. Everything's all pretty and white and makes me think'a clouds. Not much to do though, pretty boring. I like to lay around and count the springs on the bed on top of me, but I lose count all the time. See, I got somethin' inside me, or someone. I hear things, all kinds of things. Sometimes them things are comin' from right here in my head, others they seem to come from far away. Sometimes I think I'm hearin' the people I killed, that they're comin' back to keep me company. Sometimes I think it's my twin from across the uni-plane. You know, alternate galaxies?

Course, I get lonely sometimes too. Listenin' to the same old voices over and over again, it gets old. Same arguments, same name callin', same converstaions . . and no sex. You can't have sex with a ghost . . can you? No really, can you?

Today's different though. Today somebody opens my door while I'm actually awake. Usually they wait til I fall asleep outa boredom. They don't like comin' in my room when I'm awake. And they usually have stun guns. Really big ones. The kind that kinda tickle a little and make birdies sing in my ears. This time, though, there's no stun gun. Just some real ugly dude, looks lik ehe been baked a little too long, just past crispy. Course, I like 'em just past crispy, all the more flavor.

I'm on my feet before the words are outa his mouth, runnin' for him, slammin' my body into his.

PAAAARTAYYYYYY!!! Did ya bring the streamers? And by streamers, I mean lamb guts!

 

[lastsonofzod]

Oooh...Tiger, I think ya just hit the jackpot. Girl behind door number two seems like exactly what I had in mind...buxom blonde in pigtails with that look in your eye that tells you a stabbing death might just be the best thing that ever happened to you.

Not too bad at all...

I close the door behind myself, hearing the telltale click of the lock engaging, sealing us in. Theres a swipey thing on this side too, so I can still get back out...when I'm done taking care of business anyway...

I spend a second in the darkness, using my positioning to block out the light from the door, watching her in the darkness as I consider what to do, aware that my eyes are visible in the night, unlike my blackened flesh. Most chicks think of Vampires as these pale emo motherfuckers...but I'm another thing entirely...and I like it.

"Nope, no streamers for you miss multiple homicides. Fraid all I got at the moment is an assload of pointy objects, and a hunger for a little fresh meat...and I think you'll fit the bill perfectly...

In a flash I'm across the narrow space, on arm holding her down to the bench, feeling up her tits as I hold her inplace, flashing my fangs at her. My other hand moves to her check, moving her head aside to expose her neck, and then I'm there, biting into her cute little neck with my mischapen set of fangs, awkward daggers that pierce her skin and unleash a sweet sweet torrent of blood. I suck deep, enjoying the taste, reveling in it...and yet not fully satisfied.

Her body is busty and perfect beneath my hands, the canvas fabric not quite able to hide the assets he has to offer....I think I might find more than dinner here...

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Whoa, it just got dark in here . . and are those . . . eyes? Sweet. Maybe not so sweet that I think he just told me I'm on the dinner menu, but hey, I'll deal. I'm always up for eatin' out, if ya know what I mean.

Doesn't seem he has the same thing in mind as I do though, as he throws me back on the bed. Oh, he's got big hands, just right for the girls. My knockers, well, they don't make strait jackets for them, and they're generally pretty squashed up. He's squashin' 'em more too, but I''m not complaining.

I dun even complain when he bites me, although it feels a little different than last time, specially when his teeth come outa my neck but his mouth stays there. I squirm a little.

Hey, the punch is in the bowl, not the babe!

No matter how much I squirm, I odn't seem to be finding a way out, but I gotta admit, he's strong, built . . . maybe crispy but nothin' under the surface seems harmed. He's all muscle. I like a man who can pin me down and toss me around.

Leave some for later, cowboy! I got a limited supply! The pull on my blood is as exciting as it is tiring. I feel like I'm bein' pulled down under water, all the same, I've got that burning feeling between my legs that somethin' more fun is gonna happen. I just hope I'm awake for it.

I do all the killin' around here, not you.

 

[lastsonofzod]

Babe raises a good point...can't be getting ahead of myself...specially not now that I have the proper blood flow to be 'fully funcitonal' if ya know what I mean.

I part my lips from her neck, licking along the bite to heal it as best I can, grinning down at her as I consider her now marginably paler complexion. I kinda like the way it makes her look...sorta halfway between Stoya and Jesse Jane on the fuckable scale. Though she's definitely favoring the latter for her love peaches. Got it going on like Donkey Kong's streetwalkin sister.

"Later than what blue eyes? Ya got somethin to offer me besides a quick snack? I mean granted, you got the bazingas of the decade...but they ain't nothing I ain't seen before. Ya want to make it past tonight, you're gonna want to make me a better offer than a future snack. I am a big bad vampire afterall...."

Almost absently, I reach into my coat, extracting a switchblade, and snapping it open.

"For starters, lets give your girls some air. They feel a bit stuffed up in there..."

Two quick slices cuts through her straitjacket, revealing the bare titties beneath. No bra for this lady nosiree...and Fuck these are worth the trouble to unpackage. We're talkin at Least D cups, with a couple extra numbers to beat. Full, fleshy, fuckable tits that make Mr Johnson tingle just at the thought.

Naturally I gotta play with ehm.

I place both hands on her tits, squeezing the firm mass, massaging and feeling the weight, pinching the nipples themselves to hardness.

They're Perfect.

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Oh! My baby blue get a little wider. That's a pretty knife. Shiny. Even better, he uses it to cut through the undersized boob vice. I'm even happier when his hands replace the fabric, tryin' to wiggle my arms out,and failing. Guess I'm at his mercy a while longer, not that I mind bein' and Tall, Dark, and Crispy's mercy at all.

Well, for starters, I got a lot more than those underneath there. I bat my lashes up at him, bouncing a little at making my gals bounce with me. I can't help but moan as he pinches the nipples. I like it when it hurts. I bet he'd like to know that. I should probably tell him. Stop thinkin' and tell him.

And I'm not afraid of a little . . . rough stuff. I grin up at him, showin off my pearly whites. For bein' crazy, I always remember to brush and floss . . . when they give me a tooth brush. They took the floss, when I tried to strangle one of 'em with it, and they won't do it for me, 'cuase I bit that one dude's finger off. Course, if he's stopped starin' at my titties, maybe he'd have noticed he was making my toofers bleed.

Come on, baby, I can be all kinds of fun. You can even throw me around if you want. If I break . . well, hmmm . . .I guess just try not to throw me THAT hard.

 

[lastsonofzod]

Better and better. This girl manages to advertise her talents so well that its almost too much to stand. Like durability for instance, sure you can always get another one, but it can throw off your rhythm something aweful when your fucktoy goes and loses an arm. Talk about distractin...

Course that said, I've got a more direct interest than playing with titties. Its been Way too long since I claimed a piece of ass, an I'm anxious to give it a go...Course that doesn't mean I'm gonna untie her. Not quite yet. Most important thing about sex with a straight jacketed psycho is makin sure she's on the same page as concerns the merits of fucking...and theres only so many ways to do that...

"You've got quite a mouth Titgirl...but I think I got something better you can do with it..."

Moving off her, I stand next to the bed, reaching down to unzip myself, and pull out my raging piece of cockmeat. Unlike most of me, its mostly intact, and about as white as dick can get, but its got a good nine inches on it, and 4 in the girth, more than enough for any woman. Of course just any dick wouldn't do, so I've taken it upon myself to do some decoration with my cock, lining the shaft with half a dozen metal studs, just the thing to give some stimulation to girl when I'm raping her starfish, or making a werewolf babe Really howl from the silver in it.

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Oh, now I know a good piece a sausage when I see one, and that's grade A meat there, baby. I'm on my knees before you can say HALLELUJAH, I haven't had a good mouthful in AGES. I got this one guy to drop his pants once, I guess he liked the flesh on his cock. When I peeled some of it off with my teeth he screamed like a banshee and tried to knock my teeth out. Ya know, I wonder what happened to him, I haven't seen him since.

Somethin' tells me, though, this guy might like that.

Boy, he tastes good. I give him a good lickin' all over the place, not botherin' to be neat and clean. I haven't had a cock, well, like I said, in ages. Even his balls taste like heaven, and I don't mind a little furr. Seems like this might be the only place he's got any too. Rest of it got singed away I'd 'spect.

He's a mouth full too, when I start suckin' him, pullin' him in m y vacuum of doom, he stretches me pretty wide, specially when I get down to the base. And those studs, I bet they'd feel real good in a couple other places.

I let my teeth catch each and every stud as I pull back, pullin' on them ahrd enough to hurt, but not hard enough to pull 'em out. I like 'em in, I can't wait to make use of them later.

My girl's start to get a little slick from the droolies as I work his cock in and outa my mouth, pushin' the head in my throat, akin' all kinds a wet, slurpy, gaggin' noises. That's the best way to letta fella know you like what he got in my experience.

 

[lastsonofzod]

"Yeah...Thats the fuckin ticket..."

Fuckin hell, I haven't had a blowjob since that one time with the nun and the dementation zap to make her think I was Jesus....

This bitch Knows how to do shit, taking me deep and hard, making it wet and slurpy, and putting her hot mouth all over my dick...Fuck this is Soo good...

Course that kinda calls into question what she could without both hands tied behind her back...and thats something I'm more than happy to find out...But first I'm gonna have some fun.

Pushing her back, I move her back to where started, putting my dick between my slick tits as I push them toget, fuckin the gap between, and the mouth beyond. Theres nothing like a good tit fuck, and this girl Knows how to pull that shit off. I love the way her hot mouth feels against my undead skin, and hot swell of her tits. That alone is enough to make me want to get off, but I hold back, satisfying myself with a slowly rising pace that I enhance with grunts and groans, slightly at a loss for words once over the treatment she's giving me...

Course that doesn't mean I can't return the favor. I put more attention into her tits, twisting the nipples till they turn white in my fingers, grinning at the sounds she makes in response. Loving the way she's reacting. She's better than a Vegas Hooker with a 50 dollar tip...

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Oh Fuck, he knows how to show a girl a good time. Not only does he know just how to wrap my tits around his sloppy cock, he doesn't take it away from my mouth either. See, I'm not keen on giving up something that tastes so good. Specially when I'm hopin for a surprise at the end.

I keep on suckin', each time his cock comes outa my mouth a poppin' sound follows, and I can't help but giggle. COurse, nothin's as good as gettin' my nipples twisted. It's a screamin good time, literally. My moans and my screams are fillin' the room, and I can't help but wonder a bit where the calvary is. Course, they'd just ruin all the fun, the always ruin all the fun.

I arch my back as he torments my titties, just the way I like, and I can't help but notice that down between my legs it's startin' to feel like the hoover dam had a little . . . break down. I'm gettin' all wet and juicy, imaginin' what this cock could do inside me, pumpin' away. And I'm the kinda girl that likes a little noise outa her playmate, and boy isn't he good at that too. He's fillin' the room almost as full as me.

I wanna scream at him, tell him how good he tastes and how much I wanna little creamy shower, but I can't get my mouth empty long enough, nor do I want to. The girls are havin' a hell of a time gettin all sloppy and slicked up, and the more he pulls on them, th ebetter I'm feelin. A little pain makes the blood rush, reminds you you're alive.

 

[lastsonofzod]

Little tease is gettin me going, showing my dick a good time with her lips and tits, and screaming and moaning like a pro. That kinda thing is enough to set a guy off, even when you're undead.

Course, bein a vampire, the plumbing is installed just a bit different from the norm. You can still come but its a bit...different than the white spunky stuff she's probably looking forward to. Maybe I should warn her bout that?

"Oh yeah baby, you keep playin the flute like that, and Unca Wades gonna have a special prize in store for you...."

I let a low grunt out as I feel myself starting to cum, and then theres a jet of cum filling her mouth, and then another and another. Pumping into her at sucha high rate that even her skills aren't a match, letting the stuff dribble out of her mouth. Not the creamy white of human cum, but a deep, deep red, thats almost black.

Vampire cum. It can't make babies, but it does do one fuck of a good job of bringin out the animal in a chick. Pretty much like sirin, only without the almost dying part. Blood is blood ya know?

Course that don't mean I'm done with this pretty young thing. Not by a long shot. Instead I merely step off, wagglin my cock around as I start to strip down, tossing aside clothes like no tomorrow, baring my charred features and body, letting her see what she's in store for.

When I'm nude except for a six inch combat knife I step back in, grabbing her by the nexk, and shoving her up against the wallm grinning as my other hand moves between her legs with the knife, slicing out clean strokes as I cut out the bottom of her yummy prison jammies, and grinnin at the wet mess I see beyond.

"Well someones been enjoyin the fun, hasn't she? Guess we'll have to test ya out before we get to fuckin though...want to make sure everything is golden..."

With that I flip the knife in my hand, shoving the graphite coated steel handle into her, holding it by the blade as I start roughly fuckin her with the impliment, grinning at the fun of it and the expression on her face as I choke her out a little bit, letting it raise the experience for both of us.

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Oh, now I like a mouthful, but this wasn't what I was expectin. I'm used to thick and creamy and white, not . . . well a mouth full of dark creamy blood? Oh well, it is what it is and I'm not complainin. As I start swallowing it, I start to get a new feelin. It's like the tranquilizers, cept not. It turns me on, makes me hotter, wetter, crazier. I can't help but want him, need him. Not that I didn't in the first place. A girl;s gotta take what she can get in these places.

As he picks me up I gasp, feelin' him crushing my throat. I can't even grab him to make him stop chikin' me, but I don't really mind. As my eyes roll back in my head, he starts to cuttin away the crosch of my crazy lady pants, and a minute later, I feel something inside me. SOmethin' hard and cold, and moving fast, painfully so.

I scream, but it aint no scream of pain. I'm lovin' it. Even when it hurts, it feels soooo good. I'm hangin' here, chokin', asphixiatin even, gettin fucked outa my mind by a knife end.

 

[lastsonofzod]

Man, talk about a screamer. Once you uncork this babe, there ain't No going back. She keeps screamin even as I choke her up, moving against the knife blade and thrusting her sweaty body against yours truely. All things considered makin enough noise to wake the dead.

Naturally, they ain't the only ones listening.

Behind me I hear a click at the door, and the familar sound of someone stopping short, and then letting out a few choice naughty words, aparently not used to seeing the asylum partients getting guests at this hour of the night.

Course that doesn't excuse the asshole interupting my fun...

Pulling the knife from Posey's pussy, I turn around, snarling and then throwing it in one solid motion, killing the guard with a one shot that leaves him slumping to the floor, with a knife between the eyes. Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy really.

[/color]"Hate it when people throw of my rhythm, don't you?"

Hmm...she seems to be goin a little blue....Not an issue there. Just release my grip and give her a moment before I lean in, giving her a quality tongue kiss, as my fingers start fuckin her twat where the knife left off, fingering her depths whil my thumb rubs against her clit.

I part the kiss for a moment to grin at her, asking the question I know she's dying for.

"If I let ya loose, do ya promise not to play nice?"

 

[Fetish Kitten]

Sweet mother of a duck fucker!! He just brained that dude! AWESOME!

Now, I wasn't too concerned about the whole breathing thing, but apparently he was. So, like any man who wants hot flesh to fuck, he lets up. At the same time, though, he shoves two fingers in my Cunnie named Connie, and starts goin' to town again.

His tongue is in my mouth too, and it dun taste charred. Tastes a little like blood, but a girl like me dun mind that none. he pulls back though, and asks me about how I'll act if I get my arms free.

I can't help but grin, that grin that makes adults cry, and children die.

"Oh baby, I ain't never played nice, not since the day I was born. Kicked me outa kindergarten even."

 

[lastsonofzod]

Awww, who can resist a sweet smile like that. Sorta thing that makes me grin in response, and then think about the thousand and one fun ways to remove someone's teeth. Theres pulling, and punchin, and smashing, an drillin an..

Ahh the memories.

Still, she seems perfectly happy to play naughty, which is just the way I like it. Love me some psycho bitch, specially when I'm feelin my oats allready.

I reach over to my discarded gear, pulling out the switch blade, and then moving back to her. Flicking it across the arms and chest of the jacket, cutting just deep enough to pierce it, and maybe sting here and there. Smellin the blood and starting to feel the hunger again. Might take a bit on the guard when I'm done playing with thie one...I'd had to waste a primo juicepack in one setting, ya know?

Anyway, when the shreds of her jacket fall away, I reach out, holding out he breast, and then leaning down to bite lightly into it. Just suckin a bit of blood out, nursin on her tasty red good. Fuck her tits even Taste kinda like melons...