Posted by Juli on March 29, 2002 at 11:35:35:
Unfortunately, I don’t have a clue who wrote the poem, but I like it to start a story about a vampiress.
Dreams of a vampiress
Night, like a black veil descends now
Embracing the world around me.
I sleep, yet do not ... your presence is near.
You invade my every dream...
Even when I am awake.
You walk ... nearly float, sensuous, exotic, unearthly
Each step drives my heart against my chest.
Your eyes, sensuous, beckoning draw me
They dance.
I stir, dark desires, fought with prayers
Burn within my very soul.
A sound, sweet words falling over ruby lips
Caress my heart, my mind, and my soul.
Long silky hair swirl over ivory shoulders.
Your smile, sensuous lips curl slowly ... revealing
Long, Pointed, Sharp, White, Glistening.
I rise; ivory arms reach out, beckoning
And pull me to your breasts.
Drifting now, I float freely on a sea of desires,
My heart pounding, my flesh burning against yours.
Our lips touch ... yours move slowly.
A kiss ... sharp with the pleasure of pain...
against my throat...
And then you are gone...
Night's Children now return to sleep
I fight against the gloom as I wake ... reaching...
But alas, I wake only to your absence.
It’s 10 PM in the spring of the second year of the 2nd millennium. It is the time that has been set from the beginning of time for the creatures of the night to come forth and claim the world as their own. It is a cool night in St. Louis as the figure of a tall pale woman passes along Market Street in an easterly direction toward the gateway arch. Although it is difficult to discern her features, the thin clothing that hugs the curves of her body are showing her to be very much a female.
She passes 4th street and is almost at the Gateway Park just above the Mississippi. A little upstream there is a rush of people in and out of the President’s casino on the Admiral riverboat now moored at Laclede’s landing. As she approaches the ramp up onto the casino boat’s deck, she is greeted with a smile from the person at the ramp that is assigned to check ID. “Hello, Countess. Go right on up, we don’t need to hold up a good customer like you.”
She passes up the gangway and onto the deck and then walks by a circuitous path around the deck to a door on the other side that leads into the first deck of the casino and its noisy slot machines. Passing those she goes up some stairs and to the craps table where she slides into a small space between two of the male players. “Excuse me” she says to them. Both just smile as the true beauty of her fills their eyes with pleasure and their hearts with lust. “Think nothing of it,” says Robert “Oh, I’m Robert and this fellow on your other side is James”
“I’m Dolce” the woman purrs. As they continue to play, Dolce begins to push against Robert; her warm firm rear keeps rubbing against the front of his body and causing him to become more and more aroused. She only pretends to not feel the hardening steel shaft that presses against her when they touch. At least for the first hour or so. By then it is evident that Robert is reaching the limits of his ability to restrain his libido.
It is then she turns toward him and her hand slips into the hidden space between them where no one can see and he feels a thumb and forefinger grasping him through the fabric of his clothing and moving along his length. “Maybe we should go somewhere and do something with this” she coos in a whispering voice. Robert just gulps and nods his head yes, then cashes in his chips and tells James he will see him tomorrow.
They walk out together onto the deck where they embrace and exchange a long deep kiss. Their tongues searching the crooks and crevasses of each other’s mouths as hands find places usually only touched in complete privacy. Soon they are off the boat and walking up the levee with his arm around her slim waist toward the Adam’s Mark hotel where he is staying.
They go in the side door and proceed unseen toward the bank of elevators and up to the 15th floor. Dolce waits quietly while Robert unlocks the door to room 1534 and they enter. One whole wall is a window with a sliding door in it that goes out onto a balcony, which faces the riverfront. Once inside and the door closes, their hands rapidly remove each others clothing until they stand naked admiring each other’s forms before their arms encircle each other and they fall onto the bed together.
First, he is covering her body with his soft lips and tongue. Circling her nipples and up and down the mounds of her breasts and then onto the flat of her stomach. He stops to circle her navel and flick his tongue in and out of it before sliding down between her silky legs to run his tongue up and down the inside of her hot thighs. His mouth eventually finding her smoothly shaved mounds and his tongue splitting her slit and sinking into her warm moist interior. His actions greeted by a series of deep sighs and moans.
Before long, she has curled around and her hands have found his balls and her mouth has found his stiff shaft. First her tongue moves up and down it and then her greedy mouth slowly sucks the length of him into its opening and as she tightens her lips around him, she slowly moves him in and out of her mouth while maintaining a suction like he has never felt before. This continues until she has orgasm at least twice, and he has delivered a load of smooth cream to her mouth, which she swallows rapidly.
He then moves between her legs as she spreads them wide, and pushes his still hard cock between the lips of her pussy and into its dark confines. It slides deeper and deeper, stretching her wider and wider until their public bones collide and he begins to pump in and out of her. Slowly at first, he gradually increases the pace of his movements until he is driving into her like a madman. All the while, his hands and mouth explore her nubile body.
After about 40 minutes of this, he lays on her body squashing her breasts against his chest as his shivers tell her he is about to cum and fill her with his hot fluid. A few seconds later, she can feel a flood rushing into her depths as her lips find the side of his neck. He feels a twinge of pain at first thinking she is playfully nipping at him which excites him even more. Her arms encircle him holding him tightly as she feels a warm salty fluid fill her mouth and flow down her throat as another hot fluid fills her cunt.
Slowly, he weakens until there is no discernable resistance to the sucking at his neck. She is having wave after wave of orgasmic contractions cross her body as she drains the blood from his body. Finally, having had her fill both of his blood and of his cum, she wiggles out from under him dragging his now flaccid organ out of her still hot hole. Two neat holes with a drop of blood at each are all there is to show there is anything amiss with him at all.
Dolce rises and uses the hotel bathroom to takes a shower and dress. She must hurry, it is nearly 4:30 AM and she must get home before sunrise. She will have to do the unusual and forego the taxi ride. She gathers her purse and goes to open the sliding door. She runs out onto the balcony and jumps over the railing and as she falls, she transforms into a bat and flies off to her apartment building in Clayton where she enters her coffin for her daily rest.
Later in that day, the hotel maid discovers the body of Robert and calls the police who in return call James, Robert’s brother. The detective sergeant tells James that there have been a couple of strange murders on the riverfront lately. Both young men in their twenties and both having lost all their blood. Apparently, both also had sex just before the murder. “You mean my brother was killed by a female vampire?” James asks. “Well, we aren’t saying that, we just know all his blood is missing and he made it with some woman before that. Did your brother use hookers?”
James tells the sergeant about Dolce as do some of the workers at the casino, but no one knows her last name or where she lives. The sergeant tells James if he sees her again to call. But, James has other ideas. He is determined to take care of this bitch himself and avenge his brother’s murder and get rid of this vampire evil once and for all.
Time passes and as often happens, both the newspapers and the police seem to have lost interest in the case. New murders and robberies have taken the headlines and this case has been shoved to a back burner. James however is still as keen as ever to find the woman who is responsible for his brother’s death and to bring her to his own kind of justice. No one believed him when he told them this was the work of a vampire anyway so what was the use in dealing with the cops.
Then, as it often does, diligence pays off. At about 10 PM on a cold rainy night, James is at the River Queen and who would walk in, but Dolce. Wrapped in a white fur coat, which was strategically open in the front to show her ample assets. She was obviously trolling for a victim and James was not about to disappoint her. She walks a circuitous path between the slots and tables to her side and places his hand gently on her arm and speaks. “Hey baby, remember me? James I am Robert’s brother.
“Yes, whatever happened to your brother, he was suppose to call me and never did.”
“He was murdered the same night he left with you, didn’t you read about it?”
“No, I don’t read the papers or watch TV much”
“So babe, you looking for a guy for the night”
“Well I was looking for someone to have some laughs, a couple of drinks, and then see what developed.”
The two of them joined up and placed a few of the casino games and had more than a couple of drinks. It was then James invited her back to his hotel room for a little more private conversation. As he knew she would, she agreed. They entered one of the taxis outside and went to the Adam’s Mark and the same floor and room where she and Robert had gone.
“This room looks familiar,” she said.
“All hotel rooms look pretty much the same.”
He slips the coat off her shoulders and lets it drop on the bed. His hands fondle and explore the territory from her luscious breasts to her firm ass causing him to begin to be aroused. Her hands also explore and start unbuttoning his shirt as his find the back zipper of her dress and lower it to the top of her ass.
“Mind if I freshen up and get a little more comfortable?”
He just smiles as she goes into the bathroom. Once the door is closed, James goes to the closet and opens a bag he brought, In it are a crossbow pistol and at least 10 hickory bolts he has cut the head off of and the sharpened the stick. Wood stake, wood shaft of a crossbow bolt, all the same for a vampire. He then cocked the crossbow and inserted a shaft and laid it on the bed.
He then took out some rope and handcuffs. He laid them on the bad also, and opened the curtains on the window that extended almost the whole width of the room. He then picked up the bow and sat on the end of the bed thinking about the approach of his revenge. “How you doing in there babe?”
“I’ll be right out,” was the reply from the bathroom and as the light went out he heard the knob begin to turn and the door to open. Dolce steps out of dark of the bathroom and into the dim light of the room, which glistened, on her slightly damp smooth skin.
Again she mentions that the room looks familiar. “It should, it’s the one where you killed my brother. Yes, I know what you are and I’m going to see you don’t ever kill anyone again.” With that, there is a small twang and the hickory shaft flies fast and true and strikes Dolce in the stomach to the left of the navel. It won’t kill a vampire there, but it will slow her down and weaken her enough for him to incapacitate her.
She staggers forward a few steps looking at the shaft sticking from her belly and feeling the stream of blood flowing from around it and down her smooth belly and thigh. She wavers as she drops to her knees and falls on her back writhing in agony and shrilling a blood-curdling scream. “Scream all you want babe, I’ve taken the whole floor.” “You see, my family owns the franchise to this hotel.”
Grabbing the cuffs and rope, he stands and walks to the writhing form on the floor. Her fangs now are visible as she screams and growls in pain. He grabs her by the hair and drags her to the window. Putting a cuff on each wrist, he yanks her up by the hair until he can lock first one then the other cuff over the reinforced bar from which the curtains hang.
Her body shakes and her back and butt slap against the cold windowpane. In a cruel gesture, he grabs the shaft and shoves it the rest of the way through her until the point comes out her back. Now each time her body strikes the glass it smears it with her blood. The rope is used to tie her ankles spread-eagle to the matching floor lamps on either side of the window. The heavy lamps are attached to the floor and immovable.
As an illustration of his power over Dolce, he squeezes her nipples until they are very hard and then sticks 3 fingers up her hot wet cunt and fucks her pussy with them until he is so aroused that he has to release his cock from his pants and spray her belly with cum. Now the blood flowing down her belly has small globs of white cum moved along with it.
He sits again on the bed telling her he is going to make her suffer the whole night for killing his brother. As he has planned, her will fire one bolt into her each hour on the hour. It is now 11:10 PM. He sits and watches her hang on the cuffs knowing if she was released, her vampire power would heal her in a few days.
After what must seem like an eternity to her, he tells her it is midnight. Time for some fun. “Now where would you like this one? The heart I bet so this would be over, close but not quite the place I want.” With that, he carefully aims and the shaft again flies rapidly destroying her left nipple as it digs deep into her tit and splinters on a rib before entering her lung. She coughs and a spew of blood leaves her mouth as she screams and grinds her ass against the window. A line of curses spews from her mouth as he sits with a contented smile and watches.
Again, a wait. She beings to have the pain subside and is actually healing to a small degree when… “It’s one AM”
Then a twang of the string and a bolt catches her mid stomach. Again, she writhes and spreads more blood on the window. There is a small pool now forming on the floor below her. James rises and goes over and twists, turns and wiggles the newest shaft inside her. She passes out from the pain and comes around about 30 minutes later.
“You know this healing power you have is great. A mere woman would be dead by now, but I could keep this going forever if I wanted”
Her eyes are red with her anger as she issues an unholy roar, the vampiress has never been held before and never harmed. “it’s two AM,” the voice says, as she stiffens her body awaiting the next onslaught. The twang and then the pain as this shaft finds her shoulder the pain doubled as she feels it splinter inside her as it strikes a bone. Now blood flows down her side as well as her stomach.
James leaves her hanging and goes to get a Pepsi from the hall machine. It is thirsty work he is doing and he needs the caffeine to stay awake. “It’s 3 AM countess.” She whimpers for him to please stop and let her go that she will give him anything he wants. The twang and then the pain in her right breast as she looks to see it too penetrated with a shaft sticking from where her nipple once was.
Watching her body convulse and seeing the shafts rise and fall as her belly and boobs moved has again gotten him aroused. He goes to her form and uses her hair to hold her head back keeping her fangs from reaching him as he slides his rock hard cock up into her hot wet pussy and begin to slide in and out of her as he warm juices and blood caused her to be very slippery inside. He spends most of the next hour fucking her as she begins to tighten around him in her orgasm he grabs the shaft sticking in her upper belly and wiggles it rendering her guts to shreds as he cums large gobs deep inside her. “Don’t worry countess, you won’t get preggers.”
He steps back and looks at his watch. “Well guess what? It’s 4 AM.” Quickly, a shaft flies to her pubic region just above the bone and splits the skin and muscle as it finds its way though the top of her vagina making it contract like one more massive orgasm. Now blood and cum flow down the inside of her thigh. What part of her body isn’t bloody is now sweaty. “Won’t be much longer now, countess.”
“One more shaft, baby. I guess you know where it is going don’t you?”
“Please, you can still release me and I won’t die, I’ll pay you any amount.”
“I don’t want you money, bitch. It won’t bring back my brother and besides…
It’s 5 AM.”
With that, a final bolt is sent flying toward the girl and smashes through her sternum. He can hear the bone splintering as the shaft finds her heart and rips a great hole in it. Her head jerks back and then drops forward toward her chest. James unhooks the cuffs and cuts the ropes and lays her out on her back spread-eagled in front of the window. He then sits and waits. The sunrise will be at 5:45 and he wants to see this bitch finally sent off to hell where she belongs.
As he watches, the first rays of the sun start through the window, at the top. Slowly they make their way down the glass as the sun climbs higher. Then the rays find their way to the face, belly and tits of Dolce, who is laying and waiting. As he watches, it looks as though the skin first gets burnt welts like a sun burn, then the soft skin of her tits followed soon by her face and belly as well as the rest of her seems to boil and liquefy and flow off the bone. Until finally, all that is left is a small amount of bone dust.
James Helsing as he now calls himself, places his great grandfather’s crossbow back in its case and packs the rest of his belongings. Even the blood on the window has burned off as he looks out. The men of the city are safe from this prowling beast. He has killed it as his family has done for the past 200 years. His brother avenged, he leaves the hotel to go to his home and get some rest.