Baiser De La Mort ( Kiss Of Death )


Gothic, Oral-Sex, Virginity, Wife
I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed passive. Quiet. The perfect station to be. Especially when skipping school day. It was a Friday ; the first warm day in months and I could n't spend it at a desk listening to teachers drone pipe about useless information. So I played sick. My female parent went off to do work and I put on a pair of shorts, combat boots, blacken tank top, and I snuck out and walked to the necropolis. It was slightly raining but I did n't mind. I loved the rain. When I got to the memorial park I found an old oak tree and opened the book I had brought. There was a foreign fog swirling around the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old classical music. But I was barely 2 paragraphs in when person dropped out of the tree, startling me.

'' Oh ! '' I could see it was a boy. He scattered the dead leave of absence around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said,

'' I apologise pretermit. I did not mean to start you. '' He extended a hand `` My name is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the sight of the most handsome man I had ever seen.

He towered over me. He looked to be at least 6'2 ''. I was only 5'4. He had blacken hairsbreadth. Cut abruptly and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My chemical substance Romance '' t-shirt ( my favourite striation ), black skinny jeans, Negroid converse, and a encroach coat. He was wearing methamphetamine hydrochloride. But behind those glasses were black eyes. Black as night. Surely they must be contacts I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

'' So, '' he continued `` what 's a beautiful missy like yourself doing out here ... on a schooltime day ? '' I was blushing but I found my voice and replied,

'' Well, it 's the foremost lovesome day in months. Should I spend it outside or in a schoolhouse, listening to some instructor drone about a national I will never use in substantial biography ? ``

'' Fair enough. And, I 'm sorry, I did n't catch your name ''

'' Krista '' He took my bridge player and kissed it. Sending an electric car shock through my consistence. He released my hand.

'' So narrate me Krista, is your face always that colour red, or is it just when a man is around ? '' I realised how badly I was blushing. Words escaped me and he laughed.

'' It 's fine my dear. I do tend to intimidate people sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't help staring into those heart. They were beautiful, almost hypnotic.

'' No, it 's fine. Say, are n't you hot in that deep coat ? ``

'' No, my dear. I 'm actually, rather cold all the time. I could always use someone to warm me up '' he wrapped his hand around my waistline to pull me secretive, and stared deeply into my centre, like he was staring into my soul.

'' I ... I should go. '' I pulled out of his appreciation and gathered my Scripture and started walking away but barely 2 gradation away, he called to me

'' Krista ... '' I stopped. I was confused, I wanted to get away. But my organic structure seemed no longer to be in control of myself.

'' Come here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was face to face with him again he stared into my eyes a few more instant. He brushed my hair aside and before I could question what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck. I could n't struggle, could n't act, could n't push him away. I was freeze out. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my stemma. I started to palpate weaker and feeble. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The last thing I felt before losing awareness was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a sleeping accommodation that was not my own. It was prominent, Brobdingnagian wooden bookshelves were around the way. And in a corner, there was a roaring fervidness. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the bedspread was silk and the colour of pedigree. BLOOD ! All of the memories came flooding back to me in a quick rush. Vladimir, the cemetery ... him drinking my blood. I had no cue where I was but I knew I should n't be here. I swung my pegleg out of the bed and it was there I noticed what I was wearing. A blackness baby doll Nox gown ... but no bra or panties. That monstrosity undressed me !

'' Yes I did '' and there he was. Standing in the threshold human body. He had changed his shirt to a black button up but was still wearing the denim and converse. He strode over to me and took my hands in his.

'' And I must say darling, you look lovely. '' He leaned in to kiss me but I jerked out of his grasp.

'' What ... what am I doing here ? Who are you ? What did you do to me ? '' His boldness did not change from that smirk he had.

'' My name is Vladimir Dracul, last of the original lamia. You 're here because you now belong to me. And what I did to you was claim you as mine forever. '' My head was swimming. lamia ...
They could n't be literal ... .could they ?

'' What do you imply, I belong to you ? I 'm not something you can own like a spell of substance ! '' I started heading towards the door way but before I could drive two stride towards the door, his hand wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear.

'' Darling River, you misunderstood. I did not devote you a choice in the affair. You will be mine and you have no say in it. '' I struggled to take a breather, gasping for air.

'' Oh good, you 're learning to continue hushed. It 's so a great deal considerably you do n't skin. '' He ran his tongue across my cervix and bit down, sending a shock through me. My organic structure was burning and I felt my clit start to ache with desire. He drank for a minute or two before pulling away.

'' Your line of descent. So sweet. I wonder what the remainder of you mouthful like. '' His hands traveled down lower to my rosehip. I 'd always been openhanded than pattern girls. Wide set pelvic girdle, a few special curved shape. And until recently, I 'd always been ashamed of them. So when I could finger the hands of a man on me, my torso started to become consumed with lecherousness. But I could n't let this weirdy know that.

'' Look at these curves, they 're fantastic. '' He started pulling up the Nox gown and it was then that my head came to its senses.

'' No ! '' I struggled out of his grip but before I could give the door, I found myself back on the bed, my wrists pinned above my head. Seriousness was all that remained on his face. His eye full of lecherousness and rage.

'' Listen to me, you petty slut. I tried to be gentile, romantic. But fact is, you BELONG. TO. ME ! And as my property, I will use you. However I see fit '' He completely ripped off the night gown. Exposing my c-cup boob. His eyes roamed my organic structure hungrily, like a hunter stalking his prey.

Before I could verbalise a word of protest, he pressed his lips against mine. His clapper ran against my sass and I parted them, allowing his tongue access. It met mine and they started intertwining with each early. And I could n't help myself, I moaned into the kiss. And I knew I was getting wet. I could only beg he would n't notice. But he pulled away, that same smirk in his face.

'' Oh, does my girl like that ? goodness. Behave and I 'll create for certain you enjoy everything '' he pressed his lips back against mine, and keeping one deal on my wrist, his other hand started tracing down to my chest. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A small whimper escaped my lips. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could feel his hammer harden through his jeans. His hand moved down in between my legs. He edged my thighs apart and started rubbing my pussy.

'' Well, someone is enjoying herself. You 're soaking wet my dear. '' I opened my mouth to try and deny it but he raised an eyebrow at me, as if to dare me to try and abnegate it. I shut my rima oris and turned away blushing

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the solar day to come I will pass on you so much pleasure, you will be BEGGING to have me film you again and again. '' He kissed my cheek and used the hand that had been pinning me down to turn my face towards him.

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving touch of a man ? Give yourself to me and I will open up a mankind you could never stargaze of. Passion, lecherousness, desire, romanticism. All of that and so much more. I will be your master, your dominant, your guiding hand. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my eye and I knew he stand for every tidings. I could n't do this ! It was crazy but those middle. Something about them made me say

'' Yes ... .master '' He had me. He grinned and kissed me deeply and passionately. My hands traveled down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt, trying to find him against me. With his shirt unbuttoned, I started pushing down his dungaree. Beneath them, black silk Boxer that had a wet stain on the front of them from the pre-cum. I reached to force those but he pinned my helping hand down and grabbed a roach from a drawer on the nightstand. He swiftly bound my workforce to the bed posts. He grinned wolfishly as I bit my lip and whimpered ever so slightly.

'' Do n't worry little one. Soon you will feel my cock pounding you relentless but outset, I must taste. He kissed me once more before making his way down to my soaking wet snatch. He admired and spread the lips.

'' Well well well, individual is soaking wet for her master '' he looked at me and I blushed, making him laugh.

'' No need to be ashamed, my dear. This is how I want you every nighttime. Soaking wet, ready for my cock. '' He then bent his lingua down and licked a slow melody from my ass to my clitoris. Making me moan and squirm. He slapped my cunt once.

'' I 'd tap off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his tongue over my sensitive scratch and licking up the juices. He stuck his tongue in my pussy only to feel how tight it was.

'' You really are a Virgo the Virgin are n't you ? '' I nodded once only to be surprised at the feeling of him pressing a finger into me.

'' But no cherry red. recount me, how did that happen ? '' I blushed and refused to distinguish him. He forced another finger in me.

'' Come on now. Be a in force girl and tell your overlord. How did my sweet little loose woman transfer her purity '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me gasp and twist my hips. I was finally able to frame a sentence

'' Alright ! I 'll tell you ! '' He pulled two fingers out.

'' Good girl ''

'' When I was 13, I was using a marker to fuck off and I accidentally pushed it in too far. '' I blushed and look away. He pushed my whisker back so my gaze met his.

'' There now, was that so hard ? I told you, I can very gentile and loving. So long as you obey. '' He kissed me tenacious and passionately. Allowing me to taste myself on his lips. I moaned longingly into the candy kiss. He pulled away.

'' I think soul is quick to be fucked like a proper hussy. '' He slowly pulled his boxers down and out sprung a stopcock that made me need to scream. 10 inches in distance. 5 in girth. Far bountiful than anything I had seen in porno. I was understood and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't concern, it 'll anguish at first-class honours degree but after a while you will starve it and be begging me to fuck you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his boxers completely off and spread my legs wider. He tested how ready I was with one finger.

'' Oh Krista. Still so tight. '' He pulled the digit out and rubbed the head of his dick against my pussy. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my hammer in your pussy. assure me you want my tool deep in your pussy. That you are my slut. enjoin me now or play fourth dimension is over. '' I was so scared that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' master copy ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your shaft trench in my pussy. I 'm your hussy oh please just fuck me ! '' The words had barely left my mouth when he shoved his stopcock in my closely wet snatch. He was only about half way in but I still felt so full. It was unlike anything. Having something so massive in me. It was so painful but so wondrous at the same time. He paused for a minute to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a moment while he placed light feathery kiss on my mouth and neck. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to break the minute with words, telling him to continue.

He slowly started pulling out and pushing back in. Pushing a little more in each prison term. Making me groan and him groan.

'' Oh Krista ... .fuck ! I love your bitch squeezing my turncock like this. I 'm going to bed you every day, every Night. You are mine Krista. Say it ! Say you 're mine ! ``

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours master key. Oh please fuck me like the strumpet I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenetic tempo, pounding me laborious. botheration and pleasure mixing. Almost battling over my body. Until finally pleasance won. All I could finger was his hands me. Squeezing at my white meat and pulling on the nipples. And his putz buried late within me. And his lips. All over my face and neck. Until there was bother as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a moment then reached one of his hands up and dragged across His shoulder, causing him to bleed.

'' Drink Krista. Be with me '' I raised my brim to the lesion and tasted it not to be bitter like I had imagined. But sweet. But also associate. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a broken mirror and minute of him fixed the cracks. Until I was brought back to realism in an earth shattering flood tide. Causing me to shout out and cum hard, writhing my hips wildly as I felt his putz filling me with cum. I do n't cognise how foresightful it truly lasted but when it was over, both his and my bodies were trembling. He gazed down at me. He looked stunned.

'' I 've never felt ... .ANYTHING like that before. Almost like, like you were made for me. '' Before I could reply, he kissed me. With a more sting Passion of Christ than a k Edward White hot Lord's Day. He removed the binds and held me close to him.

'' I love you Krista. You are mine. Forever. empathise ? '' I wrapped him in my sleeve and whispered back to him

'' Yes master. I love you too. And I am yours. Forever. ''
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