I start to talk but she shakes her head no and begins chanting. “Pedicabo me duro”. I don't have a fucking clue what she is saying, but the way the words roll off her tongue is intense. Her eyes darken to a deep shade of brown and I'm beginning to get more curious as to what she has in store for me. I begin thinking about the possible things that could transpire in this room of pleasure.
Her breasts are perky and her light pink nipples are sinfully plump begging for some attention. I want to seduce her and show her whos the boss, but tonight I am all but willing to let her make the rules. The chanting stops abruptly and the flames on the candles dim. It's eerie and a turn on at the same time. I love the power she has over my body and my mind. The fact that she can turn me into a sex slave with a few words is beyond fucking sexy. Granted I would be her slave without the spells any day of the week for as long as she wanted, but I like playing the game.
She stands and motions for me to walk over to the large bondage horse in the corner of the room. It is black leather with straps to hold you down and restraints to keep my hands from moving. I climb up and lay back with my calves pulled behind my thighs. This will keep me completely still and unable to move. She pulls the straps tight around my legs and then my chest area before applying the padded leather restraints on my wrists. I watch her intensely.
She grabs a leather whip from the attachment on the wall. “Are you ready to come for me?”
I nod my head yes.
“Say yes ma'am!” She demands and pops my bare skin with the leather strap. My skin stings a little but the desire in me wants more.
“Yes ma'am!”
She drags the straps along my thigh up to my cock and gently allows the strings to stream down my shaft. The sensation is scary as fuck next to my cock yet at the same time I am hard as a rock for her touch. She wanders over to a large red tool like chest and opens the second drawer pulling out an odd toy.
She glides back over to me and stops between my legs holding the plastic up so I can observe it. “This is a masturbator sleeve for men. I am going to slide the clear plastic piece over your firm cock and flip the switch on the massager.”
I nodded as she poured some lube into her palm and rubbed both her hands together heating it up before rubbing it on the head of my cock and down to the bottom. She lifts the toy off the table and places it carefully over my shaft. The plastic tube fits firmly over the stiffness. Peering up at me she inquires, “Are you ready?”
I smile devilishly. “Always!”
She clicks the on switch and the vibration starts. Fuck. The tension is building in my cock and I am trying to keep up with the momentum but the moment she grabs my balls I burst. She smiles at the white goo as if she won a trophy for giving a man the fastest orgasm he has ever had. I pant, “Damn your warm hands. Wow. I can’t believe how fast I got off.”
She giggles and kisses me on the lips. The softness of her pink lips and the way she slowly slides her fingers through my hair make my dick stand at attention again. It could be the fact that I’m a vampire and we get horny by just thinking of sex or smelling something delicious, but my bet is on her and the way we are connected to one another.
She unties me. “Now, its my turn to get off.”
Chenille climbs up on my already hard cock and slips the shaft inside her wet pussy. Her body rocks back and forth sending me into another world. My senses heighten as I focus on her orgasm and nothing else. She moans as she proceeds moving up and down my cock, her hands rubbing her breasts and I watch in awe of her beauty and I can’t help but to run my hands up and down her thighs, reaching her sex and sliding my thumb near her clit. Rubbing in a circular motion as she screams out my name. “Thayer!” She reaches her climax and I release mine as well.
After a day full of sex and more sex we spend the evening in watching old movies. Her sisters both have called to check on her and though they mean well, I think Chenille needs a break so she can decide how she is going to handle this new stress on our relationship. Sex can’t be the answer to running away from the problem all the time or can it?
My phone buzzes and I excuse myself from the couch to go see who could be texting me at this hour. The number is unknown so I reply back with, who is this?
Melanie. We need to talk. Is Chenille okay?
Me: Yes, she is fine.
Can you meet me outside the apartment?
Me: Sure.
See. You in five.
I explain to Chenille that I am going to meet her sister outside. She doesn’t quite understand why her sister insists on being a royal bitch but agrees that I should talk with her. I make my way downstairs and walk out onto the street. The streets are still packed with people even though it’s a late hour. It’s one of the things I love about the city so much. Melanie is just outside the door standing by a large potted plant. I try to smile but I can’t muster up one from the fear of what she is going to tell me.
”Hey”.
“I think we got off on the wrong foot. I could hear in Chenille’s voice that I hurt her. I am not comfortable with her dating a vampire. I didn’t know you were still around and frankly it scares me. What if you hurt her?” Melanie tone is filled with concern.
I do not hurt people. I’m the same as you except someone turned me into this monster. Look in my eyes. There is nothing but love here for Chenille. I’ve never been one to stick with one girl because I was afraid of them finding out what I was. With her I want her to know everything about me like I want to know her and her family”. I explain.
“That’s great words but you are a vampire. What can you offer her? No kids. Always moving since you don’t age. What kind of life is that”?Her voice strengthens with anger.
”The only one I can’t offer. I never thought about the kids. We haven’t discussed any of that. We are just trying to see where this is headed and I believe it can be forever.” I hear the sadness in my voice as I think about her not having children. I don’t want to take that from her.
“I think you should start there. I will put my defenses on the back burner for now, but you need to remember her life has only begun to start”.She walks off down the sidewalk.
“I will”.
I turn and slowly walk back up to Chenille’s apartment. Her sister made some great points. I never thought about the future with her. It’s always been the here and now. All of a sudden I feel like the wind was kicked out of me. I open the door and close it behind me once I am in the room. Chenille is in the kitchen making her a bowl of cereal.
We need to talk. I hang my head down low. “Our future. What kind of future do we have together when I can’t offer you anything but love?”
Chenille pads over to where I am standing and places both hands on either side of my pale face. “Thayer, the future I want is with you. I don’t want kids or a life where I have to stand in one place for the rest of my life. I know that is what Melanie talked to you about. It’s the same crap she told me in the kitchen last night. I only want you. I’ve never been Mrs. Beaver. You’ve seen my pleasure room? We can make this work. Don’t you quit me?”
I smile. “Never.”
Chenille and I have spent the last couple weeks at my house outside the city. She took some time off work so we can learn more about each other and talk about where our lives will be in the future. For her, someday she will age and die while I will continue in this life always missing her. For me, I fear that I would be taking away a life she could have with a normal human. A daytime life, children and someone that grows old with her instead of always looking the age I do now. Mainly children. She says it’s not that important to have children, however I know in time she will catch the bug and regret it.
“Thayer, I can get artificially insemated and have children. It’s not like I don’t have options”. Her voice firm as she tries consulling me.
“You got a valid point, babe”. I stroke her hair out of her face and kiss her sweet lips.