Estranged (Lilabelle and Google)

[Lilabe]

Late.

She was well aware of the time, not caring how long the street lamps had been on for, and how seemingly 'dead' the town appeared to be. During the bright hours of the day, the streets were busy with cars and calm was nowhere to be found. People rushing to their destination, cursing how late they were and blaming it upon the drivers. Chaos. That was the only word to describe the day hours. However, chaos could not describe the town this late at night. The night seemed colder than usual though, despite it having been such a warm day. The sky was clear, not a could in sight as the moon grinned down with its cheshire like grin.

The young teenager had made a choice to change directions and head down the back alley ways and into the park. It was forbidden to go into the park at night, a curfew being in place for those of all ages. Despite this curfew and rule, Lilabelle ignored it. She was typically an obedient child, but there were times that she was not so obedient. The park was rather secluded with no other soul to be heard. That was the main reason for it being off limits during certain hours. There had been far too many incidents where something went estranged. Something suddenly began to turn in the girl's gut, warning her to turn around, but this warning was ignored as she simply cranked the music on her iPod louder. Her light golden, nearly blond eyes, glanced down to her black skirt. She stopped and admired it for a moment, adoring her school uniform.

She was only fifteen, but despite her young age, she was nicely developed. Her curves perfect, her bust showing nicely, and her body was perfectly toned and fit. Even in the moonlight, it was easy to see she had a faint tan. Gentle fingers combed through her light brown hair, loving the feel at how soft it felt. There was not a part of her body that she had a distaste for. With a light hearted giggle, Lilabelle turned around and dropped her messenger back. Her eyes closed as she listened intently to her music being played into the headphones that were so snuggly snugged into hears.

One would assume that this child was sure to receive a reprimanding when she arrived home so late, but not this night. Lilabelle was currently staying with one of her closest friends while her Grandfather took care of business. Her friend and her family had to leave suddenly for a sudden illness in the family. Lilabelle had the whole house to herself. There was no one to wait up for her, so why bother rushing home?

As she ventured deeper into the park, she could hear the calm sound of waves gently crashing against and into a bank. There was a small pond in the park, near the center. In the center of the pond was a fountain that's beauty possessed no comparison. Leaving her messenger bag behind, Lilabelle quickly rushed to the pond, smiling with joy as she kicked off her shoes and socks. She sat down comfortable at the edge of the pond, sticking her small feet into the cool water. She moaned in pleasure at the sensation and pulled her headphones from her ears, placing the iPod down on the ground beside her.

 

[DomG]

It had happened a few years ago, just after Lilabella had moved out to go live with her grandfather... her departed mothers father. The old man had insisted using the excuse that Dominic was far to busy with work to deal with the troubles of raising a daughter all by himself but Dominic knew what the real reason was, her grandfather had seen the way that he looked at her, even when she was only eleven he had lusted after his daughter and no matter how sick it was he didn't care, his daughter was a gorgeous creature and he would have taken her eventually, only waiting until he felt that things were right... the moment just perfect.

To him it hadn't mattered though because he knew that it would help with his patience, with her gone he could patiently wait until the time was right to track her down and take her for his own. Little did he know that just months after her leaving he had been attacked when stopping to pick up a beautiful young hitch hiker on the way home from work. She hadn't been human and her fangs had torn into his throat before she tossed him from the car and to the side of the road. He had lain there and soon blacked out but when the sun set the next night he had risen to his feet, feeling stronger and faster then ever before, reborn as a vampire and finding out quite quickly that Hollywood didn't quite have things right about what he had become. He no longer aged that was true, it seemed as though he would be thirty three for the rest of his days, inhumanly fast and strong came with the package, as did some limited ability to change the shape of his body and even turn into a large black wolf when the urge struck him but the thing that surprised him the most was the sun... it didn't harm him. However it did weaken him quite a bit, he still remained stronger then a human but he avoided it whenever he could.

For years he had wandered, enjoying the use of his powers and the advantages that it gave him over nearly anyone he encountered, learning to use the talents that his new vampiric nature gave him. But now it was time to track down his daughter, she had to be about fifteen and he didn't want to wait any longer to have her.

Finding her hadn't been hard, ensuring she was alone made things even simpler for him him to do and for the past few days he had been following her unseen, stalking her and drawing ever closer until the time was just right... and now he felt it was.

Following her into the park he moved closer to her as she dipped her feet into the water, grinning wide the entire time. When he was just feet away from her, standing silently behind he finally spoke up. “Lilabella dear.” He called to her, his voice ringing out across the park. “Come over here and give daddy a hug.”

 

[Lilabe]

Lilabelle was completely lost in her own world, enjoying herself entirely. She was so relaxed, her body fading into a sense of comfort-ability, and reluctantly dropping her guard. Without warning, the tiny hairs on her arms and the back of her neck began to stand on end while a cold, and dark shiver crept uncomfortably through her spine. Words, seemingly spoken in ice, reached her ears and echoed. Eyes suddenly shot open, staring at nothing in particular as they seemingly went frigid. The voice was not strange to her, for she knew it. Despite the years it had been, she would never forget that voice. However, there was something horribly off with the tone. Her chest heaved deeply with each breath as her heart began to race, beating forcefully into her rib cage. Her body suddenly felt icy cold. An invisible hand seemed to turn her head ever so slowly, as with the rest of her body as she slowly stood, and faced the direction of where the voice came from.

"Daddy?" Her voice was seemingly shaky as she swallowed hard. "Wha-What are you doing here?" She asked in a near hush and inaudible voice. It had been years since she had seen him last. Her grandfather had made it a point to prevent them from having any interaction. She trusted her grandfather and was sure he had legit reasoning behind it. Something was telling Lilabelle to run. Every fiber in her being was nagging her to leave. Yet, she couldn't. Instead, she remain frozen and stood her ground. She stared at her arms as they suddenly reached out and her body slowly moved towards her father. Her arms made contact and wrapped around him. Something was strange. There was something off and different with her father. He didn't seem to have aged since she had last seen him. There was some strange appeal to him that she couldn't quite place. As Lilabelle hugged her father, her mind began to race. She didn't know why she had just hugged him, nor could she fathom why she was still hugging him.

Suddenly, she released her hugged and glanced to her iPod. "I-I need to get going. I'm already really late as it is. If Grandfather finds out I saw you, I won't hear the end of it..." Lilabelle knew she wasn't being polite, but it was truth. She could just hear her Grandfather's stern voice already if he were to found out. Not only that, but to factor in that she had been out so late, let alone in the park. "It was nice to see you, but I'm not allowed to be near you." One mind find it strange how quickly she was turning away from her own father, but it was because of her Grandfather and the way he spoke about her father. There were times even her mother felt off about him. "I'm really sorry, Daddy." Despite the desperation to get away, her body was moving rather slow and seemingly reluctant. It was almost as though something was commanding it to stay.

 

[DomG]

Dominic smiled a little bit as she obeyed him without more then a moments hesitation, walking towards him and wrapping her arms around his body. She had grown quite a bit, not only taller but significantly more beautiful then he could have ever expected. His lovely daughter had grown into a spectacularly beautiful young woman. The way she pressed against him was warming his body and arousing his lusts rather quickly, the naked desire showed in his eyes even as he smelled her hair, the perfection of her scent mingled with a little bit of fear but that hardly bothered him at all. His arms wrapped around her quickly, pulling her tighter against his body and his evidently growing arousal, only half listening to what she had to say as his lust distracted him.

“I tracked you down baby because I wanted to see you.” He told her with a small chuckle, trying to sound light hearted to cover up the desire that he felt. “I wanted to have my daughter back in my life again.” He allowed her to pull away though and start to walk off if only to enjoy the sight of her shapely rear in the skirt that she was wearing to school, pleasantly surprised to see what uniforms looked like these days. He could see that she wasn't walking all that quickly, clearly she was conflicted about what she was doing but it hardly mattered because he wasn't just going to let such a striking beauty walk away from him, as a vampire he had become accustomed to getting whatever it was that he wanted and at that moment he wanted his daughter more then he wanted anything else in the world.

“Don't lie to me Lilabelle.” He told her, annoyance clearly showing in his voice as he followed close behind her, easily able to catch up with her but for now enjoying the little game of cat and mouse that she had no idea was occurring at that very instant. “I know that your grandfather is out of town and I am well aware that the family you are staying with has been hospitalized with a rather nasty case of pneumonia.” Easy enough for him to arrange though one would never believe that it had been anything more then coincidental. “Now your father has come a long way to see his beautiful little girl and he wont be leaving... so why don't we go along to where you are staying... we have so many things that I want to do.”

 

[Lilabe]

Lilabelle suddenly froze in her tracks as she heard his words. She recognized his tone, hearing it a few times when she was younger and still lived with him. Her body suddenly tensed. Her father always held a certain authority over her, and even power. This was also something her Grandfather knew. He was fully well aware of how obedient Lilabelle would be towards her father and sought to quickly break that. To some degree, her Grandfather had succeeded. Her mind raced and she swallowed the lump in throat. Her father knew way to much for having just shown up. She spun around, her skirt flying up slightly to reveal her crimson panties, and suddenly and stared at him. "But, but how do you know all that?! You just showed up." Her voice was hoarse and squeaked. She hoped he hadn't heard that sudden squeak. As he continued to speak, she quickly shut her mouth and listened to him finish. So many things to do? Her mind raced at what the things could possibly be. With her father, the sky was the limit.

As she continued to stare at him, something seemed more off. Her eyes locked with his. Lilabelle gasped lightly as she took a step back. His eyes, they were animalistic in nature. It was faint, but they were not as she remembered. She began to wonder if they had always been that way, but she simply had not noticed. The more she stared into his eyes, the more she began to loose herself. All the while, her mind raced with what to do or say to him. She needed to turn him away. Despite having missed her father, she has grown with the idea of not having him around. Her Grandfather took great care of her and he had his reasons for doing what he did after all.

"No." Lilabelle suddenly said, attempting to keep a stern voice. "I can't. Whatever you want to do, we can do it here." Perhaps he didn't know where she was staying. As long as she kept him away from there, things would be alright. After all, maybe he just wanted to talk and catch up. As she looked him over, she couldn't help but notice how attractive her father was. No wonder her mother fell for him. If she wasn't his daughter and he wasn't her father, she'd consider chasing after him. He was quite the stud and catch. The thoughts were shaken from her head as she realized she was faintly blushing. With her stubborn attitude she inherited from her mother, she sat back down. She was determine not to take him back to the house. "So, uhm, what is that you want to do? It's been a long time..." She muttered, glancing to the pond. Perhaps he had business he would need take care of soon, then that way she could go home. Although, returning to an empty house was no longer appealing. "You don't look like you've aged. You look good." She smiled lightly, attempting light conversation while her mind raced at how to get out of this situation.

It was so strange for him to suddenly show up. She couldn't fathom why of all times he would suddenly show up? His time seemed to perfect to match when she'd be alone. It was very strange indeed. As her mind raced, her eyes couldn't help but wander back over to her father as she took noticed to something rather odd. If she was mistaken, he was becoming aroused. But, what on earth could have been reasoning behind that. She would have denied it, but that idea of him being aroused excited her. It could have been due to her sexual urges and curiousity. Lilabelle had fingered herself and pleasured herself, but she never had time to give herself to anyone, despite her desire and need to want to. She had even become so curious and desperate, she was debating on allowing her friend's dog to screw her. Good grace, she needed to get out of there. Something was rather unsettling. "I-I actually need to go." She suddenly spoke, shakily standing up as sexual and perverted images began to feel her mind.

 

[DomG]

Of course he knew where she was staying, he had been watching her for days now and more then once even entered the house when she slept, the night before as she lay asleep he had very gently pulled aside her panties from beneath her nightgown and pressed his mouth over her slit, ever so gently bringing his sleeping daughter to orgasm and as she had started to wake up he had simple mover her underwear back into its proper place before fading from the room as though made of nothing more then a small could of fog, another useful little talent that it seemed that vampires had. She had tasted fantastic, comparable to only the freshest blood of a virgin who was being brought to climax by his fingers just before his fangs had opened a vein in her neck to allow him to feed. He had caught her fingering herself, watched as she showered, been present during the intimate privacy that she enjoyed without her ever realizing it and now he would watch her in secret no longer.

“I know I look good dear Lilabelle but you look much better.” He told her, his tongue running out over his lips at the thought of how she had tasted just the night before, her virgin pussy tasting unlike anything else. “But what I want is to go with you to where you are staying, I want to have some time with you in privacy rather then standing out here in the cold... I would hate to see you get sick, a skirt that short is hardly proper to keep you warm on a night like this.” He pointed out, putting the sternest voice he could forward in an attempt to get her to obey him out of instinct, he had caught sight of her crimson panties and it had his cock rock hard, bulging against his pants in a very clear sign of his arousal and like any good predator he was readying himself for the moment to strike and devour his prey.

As he spoke he was moving closer to her now, walking slowly but with the grace of a clear predator, putting to mind nothing more then a panther stalking through the jungle and drawing ever closer to its preferred meal. He would rather have her in a house, to reveal to her what he had in mind and then toy with her for a bit, stalking her through the home from one room to another until her fear had peaked and only then would he strike, ripping her clothing off of her body and ravaging her in ways that she could never imagine, not even in her wildest and most depraved fantasies that occurred when she stroked her smooth cunt.

It seemed though that she had found her common sense and was ready to leave now, let her try to run but it wouldn't do her any good. On her best day she would never be able to outrun her father now that he was more then human, he would be able to track her scent across the country and run faster then she would ever be able to imagine. “Go ahead and run then love.” He encouraged her with a smile. “I know where you are staying... you can't go anywhere that I can't find you and now that I am back I won't be letting you go... your grandfather can't keep you away from me again."

 

[Lilabe]

Every word that he spoke seemed cold but possessed a certain hold and control of the fifteen year old girl. Her chest heaved as she took in deep breaths that were shakily exhaled. Goosebumps prickled at her delicate flesh, sending waves of shivers down her spine. Some privacy? What on earth for? Her mind never ceased in its race as she listened to him and continuously to fall into perversion as her sexual internet became further aroused and enticed. She had to get those thoughts freed from her mind. They were wrong and forbidden. He was her father for goodness sake. Lilabelle began to wonder if she was merely having some sick and twisted fantasy. This couldn't be happening. She was about to say something to her father as she turned around, but her words caught in her throat as she now clearly saw the very evident bulge in his pants. Something suddenly began to click in her humanoid mind as she stared at him. A particular conversation she had overheard from her Grandfather. Her golden, nearly blond, eyes stared up and made eye contact with her father's and she seemed to become lost within them. Her body began to feel light and weak, as though she no longer possessed control over it.

'Go ahead and run then love.' Those words snapped her from her daze and she blinked a few times, trying to refocus. Without another thought, her legs found their strength. She ran. It was a far run, seeing as she had decided to take a long route and detour home. How she was kicking herself for that. It had taken her around thirty minutes before she finally reached her destination. Lilabelle fumbled with the key that dangling around her wrist and shoved herself into the door before quickly locking and dead bolting the door. Panting, she made her way over the stairs that led upstairs to the bedrooms. Her feet ached, as did her muscles from running so fast and hard. The adrenaline was what had allowed her to keep running at such a great pace for that period of time. Now, however, it was all beginning to wear off. Her eyes closed as she rested against the stairs, attempting to catch her breath. She could feel her heart slamming and pounding into her chest. She was safe, or so she assumed. After a few minutes of resting, Lilabelle stood up and entered the kitchen to grab herself a bottle of water. She finished off the bottle in no time, now having her thirst clenched and her throat no longer feeling so raw. For a moment, her father's words echoed in her mind. She laughed to herself lightly, blowing off his words, not believing them true. There was no way he knew of where she was staying.

Leaving the kitchen, she made her way to the dinning room where the phone and answering machine were. The light was blinking. As she pressed the button to playback the message, she leaned against the table. "You have one new message. First Missed Message: Lilabelle, it's Grandfather. You're probably still on your way home. I bet you decided to take a detour and long way home. Oh well, can't be help. You do have your mother in you. To my point for calling, I'm afraid I won't be making it there for about another month. Things have gotten out of hand over here, so I am being forced into staying to resolve these matters. You know if I could, I would leave it to someone, yet I cannot this time. I'm truly sorry, Lily. Please be careful and don't do anything too reckless. I miss you and I will come back as soon as I can. I love you, Lily. End of Messages." Lilabelle sighed lightly as she stared at the answering machine. She was looking forward to him coming home, and now with her run-in with her father, she really wanted to see her Grandfather.

Lilabelle soon shrugged off the whole situation. There was no way her father knew where she lived, let alone would be able to get in. Her friend's family had great security, not to mention their guard dog, a true German Shepard from Germany. Lilabelle soon figured she best be getting to work as she walked down the hall to the staircase to grab her bag. However, the moment she got over to the staircase, there was no bag to be found. No big deal, maybe she took it into the kitchen. After searching the kitchen for her bag, and then the dinning room, she began to retrace her entire steps. It was at that moment, she realized she had left it in the park. Great! She had homework that was due when school returned from its break. The thought of going out and back to the park to search for it crossed her mind, but was quickly forgotten. She would just pray for the best and hope it was there in the morning.

After a few irritated remarks to herself, she went upstairs, stripping herself of her clothing. For whatever reason, she felt rather dirty and desperately craved a hot shower. The hot water felt amazing. First was her hair, which she wasted no time in scrubbing, yet when she began to wash her body, she started to rush it, but slowly became more intimate with washing it. The soapy cloth followed her curves gently and sensually, as though feeling them. As she washed her breasts, it was more in the manner as though she was groping and fondling them. As she came to her flat and toned belly, she became even slower, inching her way down until she reached her shaved and smooth pussy. She began to stroke herself, teasing her clit with the cloth and moaned the slightest. All thoughts left as her mind wrapped itself around pleasing herself. The cloth was soon dropped as her fingers took its place. Delicately, they continued to stroke her clit and soon glided over her nether lips. "Mm." She licked her lips, enjoying the sensation.

The sensual moment was suddenly interrupted as an image of her father entered her mind, his arousal very clear and vivid. Lilabelle gasped as she quickly removed her fingers and hand, her eyes wide open. She was panting, staring straight ahead. Why would that image suddenly appear? Why would she think of that while she was pleasing herself? Despite how disgusted she felt with herself, she felt aroused. She was like an animal in heat, desperately needing to be freed and having herself filled. Shaking her head, trying to rid her mind of the images and perverted thoughts, she finished her shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She was still wet as her pre seeped down her thighs. She walked to her bedroom and stared at her reflection in her mirror. Groaning, she flew herself onto her bed, burying her face into her pillow.