Mistress Blood Thorn's
Vampyre Erotic
"Her Doll"
Aug 3, 2000
An hour after sundown, I lay pale and languorous on velvet sheets, entertained in the romance -novel arms of Onyx, my latest doll. His mouth on my neck is simultaneously enticing and vaguely irritating, his breath pungent; I twisted my head about to dislodge him, and pressed my lips to his waiting ones, nibbling at his lower lip and then slowly sink my teeth into the fleshy bit.
A sharp intake of breathe - from him, not me - of course, as I suck.
-Muttered exclamation of pain.
"There, there, sweetness," I mutter abstractly, kissing the wound closed. "Such a brave lad you are. See, just a love bite." "Now, Onyx, lie back. I have errands to attend to this evening. Perhaps we shall rendezvous at… no, I might be out for a while. Sleep, dearest, then go home, and I'll call you sometime?"
Onyx gives a bovine grunt of half conscious assent, already sinking into slumber.
Humming tunelessly, I dressed quickly-something eye catching, as usual. Then I stepped out into my secret world.
Onyx wasn't a bad lay, nor was he a bad meal, but I was looking for something a lot more exciting. It seemed like nothing was good enough for me. I've had so many dolls as I like to call them-men or boys, sometimes even women, which I play with. I call it playing because vampires don't fall in love. At least I don't. I've heard of those kindred who have found true love with mortals. But I just don't get off on how the human heard acts. They bore me.
I was on my way to a club that I'd heard of a few days earlier. Tonight was supposed to be the grand opening. It was a fetish club, you know, leather, whips, chains. My kind of place to look for another little doll to play with. When I pulled up to the building I didn't see any signs, no neon lights, nothing. I was a bit confused until I got out of the car and with a closer inspection saw the bouncer. What a mean looking motherfucker. His head was shaved bald and he had metal spikes coming out of his forehead. I just rolled my eyes and he opened the door for me without a word.
The Goth music was blasting. To my surprise it was actually a band. They sounded pretty good I suppose. If you like that miserable, whining stuff. The lights were dim, very dim. I saw a woman dressed in some kind of leather outfit, maybe it was rubber, and the nipples were cut out of it. With whip in hand, she threw back her arm and let go. I heard a sickening snap and saw the end of it catch a middle-aged man in the ass. There were always a lot of exhibitionists at these things.
I caught a glimpse of a most beautiful doll. He was sitting at looked liked a bar until I got a little closer. It was just a metal table, but there was a naked girl lying on it. Then I saw a needle in his hand. I could barely hear much of what he was saying to the girl. She spread her legs wide and then he began to pierce her clit. Interesting.
After he had finished, he gave her some quick instructions on aftercare and then she got up and left. After he had cleaned up and got ready for the next customer, I sat down in front of him. I had to take in a deep breath. I didn't realize how good-looking he was until I was that close to him. He had stunning green eyes, full soft lips and the longest darkest hair I'd ever seen on a man.
He asked me what I wanted done. I just looked at him for moment. He asked me again.
"Nothing, but I'd like to invite you to spend some time with me this evening if you wouldn't mind," I said.
He smiled, "I can't, I have a girlfriend. Sorry."
"Oh come on. I can't be that bad looking…" (Actually I wasn't. Most men would love to have a little "time" with me.)
"What are you into? Bondage? S&M?" he asked.
"The erotica is in pain, my doll."
He looked down at his needles, then at me and grinned. "Can I bring anyone? Or anything?"
"As you wish. See you in 2 hours." I handed him a card with my address on it. Then I left him there.
I drove back home in anticipation for the night to follow. If he actually did show, it would hopefully turn out to eventful.
When I got home and walked into the house, I asked my maid to leave the premises for the evening. I know it sounds silly that a vampire has a maid but I have quite a large house, and usually a lot of old dolls to get rid of. But of course she wasn't a normal maid anyway. When I got into the bedroom I did a little bit of straightening up and then got into the bath. The boiling hot water felt extremely wonderful between my toes. I washed with some fragrant soap and shampoos, dried, and looked for something interesting to wear.
I decided upon a long vinyl skirt that laced the whole way up the front, a vinyl corset that also did the same and the highest mistress boots that I had. I loved the way the vinyl clung to my skin. The way it rubbed over my nipples….
I sat down and had a few strong drinks. Yes, vampires can drink. I can even get drunk if I so desire.
Not long after the third drink, the doorbell rang. I am not one to show my inner excitement, so I slowly got up and casually walked to the door. I opened it to find the beautiful body peircer and his buddy carrying a big black bag standing in front of me. God, I was horny.
They looked around the house, I offered them drinks, and then the peircer said that it was time to get started. I realized he would be the one in control. There aren't that many times when I'm willing to give up power, but for this doll, anything.
I found out that his name was Phil and that his friend's name was Jason.
We went up to the bedroom where he told me that I was no longer aloud to speak without permission. I didn't like this little game but I gave in.
Phil dug into his black bag and brought out a ball gag, which he then of course placed on me. He brought out some belts, chains, and things of that nature and tied my arms together at the wrists and my legs at the ankles. His buddy began nailing something into the wall on either side of me.
Finally the lights were shut off and candles were lit. I was wet. I hated to admit it but the dolls were playing with me. I loved the fact that they had no idea that I was going to drain them like dead deer.
Phil was in charge here most of the time. He gave Jason orders and he followed them well.
"Kneel on the floor," Phil demanded. I got down on my knees and sat there. When my legs rubbed together I could feel my pussy juice running down my thighs. Then he pushed me down so that I ended up on my hands and knees, still bound. I heard one them rummaging through the bag again and I heard a familiar snap. It was a whip.
"Have you been an evil little girl?" Phil asked.
I kind of thought this was a bit annoying but played his game. "Oh, yes," I moaned.
He let the whip come down onto my pale ass. It stung mildly. I liked it. So when he asked other vulgar things I responded with a very strong "Yes."
After each time that the whip came down on my ass, he would spit on his hand and rub his palm over the stinging spot. When he whipped me so hard that I almost spit the ball gag out, I came all over the place, moaning and whining just like some little porn slut. Phil thought that was a bad thing for a girl to do apparently so he kept on whipping me.
After a while he seemed to tire of the whip and moved on to another little game. He had me get onto the bed and lay on my stomach. Jason stood to the left of me and Phil was on the right side of the bed. They each linked one end of a chain to my wrist, which were now free. Then they attached my wrists to what they had pounded into the wall, I had now realized they were big hooks. My arms were stretched just about as far as they could go. My tits were on fire; my nipples were extremely hard and rubbing up against the vinyl of my corset.
Phil gave some more commands to Jason and then the new game began. Jason lifted me from underneath so that Phil could access the front of my body. He began to unlace the corset first. Slowly. I was going insane…all this waiting and patience. Finally, my tits were freed. The cool air made them even harder, they began to get sore. His fingers grazed over them for only seconds and then he began baring my lower half.
When I was completely naked Phil said that it was my turn to watch. He began to slowly strip off his fishnet shirt and latex pants. I noticed how pale he was in the dark, almost as pale as I was. He was so beautiful. He had removed all the hair on his chest and his nipples were both pierced, as was his naval. When he got his pants off her told Jason that it was ok for him to strip as well. Now there were two naked men in my bedroom with their anxious cocks waving back and forth at me.
I thought I was finally going to get some when everything stopped. I heard a lot of fumbling around, but felt nothing until something sharp stabbed my in the back. Phil then said, "I am doing flesh to flesh piercing on your back in the design of a spiral. Once they will heal it will be a wonderful scar to look at. Lay there and enjoy the pain that you think is so erotic."
I loved this immediately.
Each needle that went in was a new thrill and new part of my body being massaged. I don't know how many times I let go and came, 3 or 4 at least. It took him almost an hour to do this. And when he was finished he had to remove all of the needles and clean up. I could tell that he was amazed that I could take whatever he dished out.
What a doll.
I was then unattached from the walls and was aloud to kneel back down on my knees where both dolls shoved their cocks into my face. The ball gag had been removed of course and I was hungry. I began running my tongue up the underside of Phil's cock while playing with Jason's balls in my other hand. I licked up and down that cock was I was cleaning a damn kitten. I got so into it that I had forgotten Jason all together.
When Phil was about to cumm…. I bit into the fleshy part on the inside of his thigh. Not just a nibble either. I let out my fangs and sunk in. He screamed and his thick white cumm landed all over my face and into my hair. He must have gotten a bit dizzy and sat down. I could see his blood running down the inside of his thigh. It almost glittered.
He then told Jason to put me up on the bed on my hands and knees. Jason got up on the bed behind me and put his cock up my ass inch by inch. I had never done this before and I had to admit that it wasn't that bad. Jason had a prince albert though and after a while I was beginning to dislike it. I couldn't move because my ankles were still bound so I just screamed at him.
"Get the fuck off me you asshole," I yelled. He laughed at me and told me that I was getting what I deserved.
"Your ass is so tight and warm. You're gonna love it when I cumm in your tight ass."
I was pissed.
I quit the game.
I twisted my body around so that could see him smiling at me. I turned back around and closed my eyes. I began to concentrate hard and then Jason yelped. I had busted out of my ankle restraints. I pulled my legs back and then pushed them forward right into his thighs. He flew against the wall. I stood up and laughed at him.
Phil was sitting on the floor in disbelief. He asked Jason if he was okay and he said that he was.
"I'm gonna fuck you up, bitch," he said to me in a guttural kind of voice. I smiled at him. He stood up and headed towards me. I stretched out my arm and dug it straight into his stomach. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. Without thinking I lunged down on him and began to feed on my most favorite part of a doll. The prostate. I dug my teeth into all of his soft spots, tasting every little inch of him. I tore off some of his flesh and then drained his blood.
I looked over at Phil with blood running down my chin, little pieces of flesh stuck to my cheeks and smiled. But Phil wasn't crying, nor was he about to run. He was just sitting there.
"Why aren't you afraid, motherfucker? I'm going to kill you."
"No you're not." He said.
"You can't kill your own kind," and then he smiled at me.
"I've known about your dolls, Thorn. You're tough. I propose a new game. It's called "Who is the better vampire."
I sat there stunned. Phil got off his ass and walked over to me. He bent down and licked a little of Jason's blood off my forehead. He then put his hands under my arms, lifter me, and threw my on the bed.
He impaled me with his cock.
I never said that I wouldn't fall in love with another vampire…
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