My Vampire Fantasy
Experiences as reported to tomasjac
He is sitting in a big chair, me laying across his lap, his arm around my shoulders as I lean back on the arm of the chair, my legs resting on the other arm of the chair, neither of us are dressed.
His free hand is roaming my skin as he talks softly to me. He tells me about a dagger He has acquired that he believes to have strong powers that he has yet to figure out how to unlock. Curious as always I ask what it looks like? He reaches over to a table out of my site and gets the dagger, holding it over me so I can see it.
It's a beautiful piece...the double sided blade obviously razor sharp. The handle intricately carved with various faces into it.
I see a wicked grin cross his face as he tells me to lie very still. Using just the tip he cut lines just deep enough to draw a slight swell of blood on my belly, recreating his mark on my skin. The scent of my blood causing his eyes to glow slightly, I feel the mark becoming warmer the heat flowing through me causing my nipples to harden as he watch. My body begins to ache for his touch.
He brings the dagger to my breasts and cut softly across both nipples watching as the blood wells up and drips down my body.
My nipples burn as the hot blood flows out, his eyes glow brighter as he watches me become more and more aroused. He pushes my leg down off the arm of the chair so it rests on the floor, opening me to his gaze.
A slight flicker of fear crosses my face as he lower the dagger down between my thighs. Expecting to feel the slice of the dagger I'm surprised to feel the rough thick end of the handle as he rub it softly up and down along me.
He closely watches my reactions; I begin to softly moan moving my hips slightly in time with it. Without warning he plunge the handle deep into me. I cry out and try to pull away as the faces scrape painfully inside me. He leaves it deep in me, murmuring soft words to calm me. Reminding me that I am to lay still. He slide his thumb up over my most sensitive spot, stroking softly till my arousal returns as I begin to move my hips slightly he begin moving the dagger in and out of me slowly...the pain begins to mix with the pleasure and my hips move to meet his thrust. As my excitement increases his thrusts speed up. He takes my body relentlessly with the dagger till I am begging for release. When I think I cannot stand it anymore he grant my request and I cum hard against the dagger. Pushing myself against it harder, the pain making everything feel so much more intense. He holds me and watches as I begin to finally calm from the intense orgasm. He slides the dagger from me, holding it up; I can see it's coated with my wetness and traces of my blood.
He slowly lick it clean his eyes locked with mine the whole time. I can tell by the fire in his eyes that it's not over and I wonder if my body can take more.
He lays the dagger aside and pulls me up onto my knees so that I am straddling his lap. He pushes me down almost violently onto his erection. It feels as if it's tearing me apart, so sore from the scraping of the dagger. Tears come to my eyes from the pain and I see the wicked grin cross his face as he watch. He knows I love it when he pushes me beyond where I thought I could go. He remove his hands from my body and command me to ride him, to make him cum.
I slowly grind my hips down against his, moving them in circles causing his erection to rub painfully along the inside of me. My arousal begin to return again as I watch the pleasure on his face. His eyes blood red, his breathing becoming heavier. My desire to bring him pleasure becomes the most important thing and I begin to move harder against him. I arch my back slightly and run my hands over my breasts, spreading the still flowing blood over them. His eyes locked to them as I completely paint them red with blood.
I notice his hands clamping deep into the arms of the chair and know he is getting close. Working my hips faster against him, I feel my blood getting very hot, rushing through me, pushing me quickly to the edge again.
Suddenly he reached up and grabs my hair pulling me to him. Tilting my head roughly as he sinks his fangs deep into my neck. I feel him explode deep in me as he feed hungrily. The feeling of him feeding from me and filling me with his cum at the same time is too much for me and I begin to orgasm again. I bite my lip hard trying not to make any noise, afraid he will know I came without permission.
As his orgasm passes his feeding slows and he drinks softly from me. When he is finish he softly lick the wound closed, then push me back slightly to lick the cuts on my breasts closed. He holds me tight for a few minutes, letting me rest.
When my breathing returns to normal I feel him nuzzle my neck, His mouth close to my ear as he whispers, " You realize I will have to punish you now."
I look up at him about to feign innocence but as I look in his eyes I know it will never work. He knows my body to well. He felt my orgasm as much as I did.
He grasps me and flips me over so that I am laying across his lap belly down... I hear him reach for something and then feel the cool leather of the paddle as he rubs it softly across my ass.
He lifts it and I lay waiting for the first burning slap of the paddle.
Mmmmmmmmm but that's a whole other fantasy.
To be continued…
