DangerousDanielle2
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 17, 2017
- Location
- semi civilsed
Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
Eva Von Kristerson was a vampire. How old?....does it really matter after the first 200 years or more?
Eva had far more than the proverbial fair share of lovers. She could recall fondly making love with a peasant girl while the cannons were blaring in the nearby village of Verdun during the first World War. She smiled when remembering fondly tying up a woman and feasting on her in Belgium not long before Germany crossed the border in the next war....
Even among vampires, there were different kinds. Unlike the traditional blood seekers of old---even though Eva had more than enough of them in her family tree---she stood apart from much of her race.
Instead of blood, it was the natural nectar that could only come from the human female's vagina that was her life source....she both drank it and bathed in it to helkp keep her continuing for the next 200 years.
Eva found out by experience that passive girls, girls that were pain sluts, girls that submitted far too quickly did not produce the same hidden 'spark'.....the ones that struggled, resisted her, refused to submit...those were the ones that she seeked, their bodies producing just the right amount of secret enzymes that, mixed with their sex juice, kept Eva vibrant over the centuries.
An easy place to lure young girls into her web was the internet---thank the Gods for that---
She googled a BDSM Munch being held in her city and attended, going as professional Dominatrix.
There amidst the other would-be slaves was a girl in her 20's named Mary.....she had to have her....the other potential submissives---or wannabes, it was hard to tell at this stage---were all attractive, and one, a blonde made her think of a slave she had in the past.
But the one with the blue hair dye and blue eyes looked curious and a little nervous. She was slim but with decent curves. Eva pictured the girl gagged and strung up from the ceiling....
"You will get up," she ordered the girl, "and allow me to examine you closely...."
Eva had developed a vocal tone over the centuries that made any girl follow commands. She licked her lips....yes, this one will do just fine.
"take off your clothes submissive," she ordered. "what is your name?"
Eva Von Kristerson was a vampire. How old?....does it really matter after the first 200 years or more?
Eva had far more than the proverbial fair share of lovers. She could recall fondly making love with a peasant girl while the cannons were blaring in the nearby village of Verdun during the first World War. She smiled when remembering fondly tying up a woman and feasting on her in Belgium not long before Germany crossed the border in the next war....
Even among vampires, there were different kinds. Unlike the traditional blood seekers of old---even though Eva had more than enough of them in her family tree---she stood apart from much of her race.
Instead of blood, it was the natural nectar that could only come from the human female's vagina that was her life source....she both drank it and bathed in it to helkp keep her continuing for the next 200 years.
Eva found out by experience that passive girls, girls that were pain sluts, girls that submitted far too quickly did not produce the same hidden 'spark'.....the ones that struggled, resisted her, refused to submit...those were the ones that she seeked, their bodies producing just the right amount of secret enzymes that, mixed with their sex juice, kept Eva vibrant over the centuries.
An easy place to lure young girls into her web was the internet---thank the Gods for that---
She googled a BDSM Munch being held in her city and attended, going as professional Dominatrix.
There amidst the other would-be slaves was a girl in her 20's named Mary.....she had to have her....the other potential submissives---or wannabes, it was hard to tell at this stage---were all attractive, and one, a blonde made her think of a slave she had in the past.
But the one with the blue hair dye and blue eyes looked curious and a little nervous. She was slim but with decent curves. Eva pictured the girl gagged and strung up from the ceiling....
"You will get up," she ordered the girl, "and allow me to examine you closely...."
Eva had developed a vocal tone over the centuries that made any girl follow commands. She licked her lips....yes, this one will do just fine.
"take off your clothes submissive," she ordered. "what is your name?"