20/F/PA

I would like to bullshit all of you in saying that I am 'vampyre', but I won't and can't. I am a blood drinker, and also have many of the characteristics of a psi - vamp. The blood is much more than fetish though, it's more like a way of life to me. Although I've only done this a few times. Usually I drink from myself. I write Vampyric Erotica. I'm looking for kindred of any sex or race of any area. ...someone to talk to and share stories with.....

Here's something little that I recently wrote:

"Cathedral of Payne" By Misstress Thorn

The cathedral has beautiful stained glass windows and arches all around. The colors seem to move and swirl on their own. . The beautiful décor enveloping it from outside is perfectly suited to disguise the imminent debauchery within.

The altar is covered in crimson silk ;two people,- a man and a woman, are spread out on top of the silk,, pleasuring each other mutually,as the candlelight glistens and reflects off of their sweat-drenched flesh. They growl pleasuredly, as the priest is chained to the cross behind - screaming religious dogma at them;

The nuns, as if transfixed in a dark trance - are in a tangled web of arms and legs, - also satisfying their sexual frustrations in a... mutual fashion.

There are three of them in a triangle;

One on the bottom, tasting and sucking out the velvet juices of the lord.

One on her side, cherishing the scent of her sister's bittersweet cunt,

In addition, the third satisfies herself and the nun on the bottom at once. moaning in tongues as the nun on top satisfies her long-burning lusts. . Darkness is overpowering them as they give in to the desires of the flesh. Experiencing wave after wave of intense pleasures such, as they have never felt before.

Finally, the nuns overpowered with emotional grief at the thought of betraying their vows of chastity impale themselves on a large spike near the altar.

Their tongues still dripping with each other's juices, licking each other pleasurably as the lifeblood drains from their naked pale figures.

. We soon feast on the crimson liquid, still exhausted from our own intense efforts. The priest is taking it in the rear from a darkened nun the nun is using a "tool" that she usually reserves for the new sisters' initiations converted by the incredible orgy of debauchery:); duct tape is tightly fastened around his mouth, as he whimpers in agony and despair ...soon his blood will satisfy our eternal hungers.

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