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The Vampire Lucy
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage
Subject: STORY: The vampire Lucy
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I would appriciate any comments anyone has to offer on this story. This story
is one chapter in a novel that i am writing, all replies can be sent to noire@v
m.poly.edu
copy write Nigel Oire, 1992
The Vampire Lucy
When she was ten, she was slicing a tomato to make a sandwich
and cut her finger. To stop the bleeding she put her finger in her
mouth and sucked on it. It tasted salty and a little like iron,
but for some reason she could not stop sucking on it. The blood
started to dry up and even though she sucked harder on it, she
could not make anymore come to the surface. She had to have more.
So she took the knife and made another cut on one of her other
fingers....it hurt at first....but the taste of the blood more than
made up for the pain. As she got older she cut herself more and
more. It was like a drug to her.
The walls of her room are covered with posters from all the
classic vampire films. 'Dracula', 'To die for', 'Pale blood', and
other classics from the 1990's, the decade of the great vampire
movies. Her room is done was a monochrome of black, even her
walls and dressers. Her closets were filled with cloths of black.
Lucy grew up in the 1990's, when vampire movies and books were very
much in vogue. She was always a smart child and a pretty one too.
Girls envied her and boys were intimidated by her beauty. As a
consequence she spent a lot of time alone. like most children of
the nineties she spent a lot of time in front of her VCR, unlike
most of them she also spent a lot of time reading. Vampires
fascinated her. She wanted to be like them. She wanted to control
others like they did. She wanted be as strong as they were. She
wanted to be above the laws of man. More than anything else she
wanted to live forever.
She never told anyone about her love for blood until one day
when , her friend, Mina was hanging out at her house. Lucy was
about 12 at the time.
"Lucy, will you taste mine?", Mina asked, after Lucy told her
about her taste for blood.
Lucy was sort of surprised at Mina's offer, but for a long time she
had wanted to taste the blood of another. She did not hesitate in
answering "yes" to Mina's question. She went to her secret draw.
The one were she kept her money, her Pot, her alcohol and her razor
blade. She took out a bottle of wild turkey, that she had stolen
from her father's wet bar down stairs, and a razor blade.
"Drink this, it will help you handle the pain".
She opened the bottle and pasted to Mina who took a long swig and
started coughing. Lucy got a candle, a box of matches and some
cotton down from a shelf.
"Where do you want me to take it from?", she asked.
"I don't know, how about my neck like in the movies?", Mina
responded.
"I do not know if that is good idea. I might cut an artery
or something. I would not want you to bleed to death you
know.", Lucy said.
"Ok, what about my shoulder", asked Mina.
"Ok, that sounds good", replied Lucy.
Lucy gently put her hand on Mina's shoulder, she pulled Mina's t-
shirt aside, and then the strap of Mina's bra. She then upturned
the bottle of wild turkey on a piece of cotton, and wiped Mina's
shoulder with it.
"This is so that you do not get an infection, Mina, ok?".
"Ok, Lucy".
Lucy then lit the candle and heated the razor in it.
"This is to make sure the blade is clean. Do you want to do
the cut yourself? or do you want me to do it? are you ok,
Mina?".
"Yeah I am fine, just a little nervous is all. Can you do the
cut. In the movies the vampire always bites his victims, he
does not ask his victim to bite herself", this last she said
with a nervous smile. Which Lucy returned.
"Ok, this is going to hurt you a little".
Lucy took the hot razor and wiped it with the alcohol soaked cotton
to cool it down. Then she put the blade against the skin of Mina's
shoulder. Mina put her hand on Lucy's shoulder.
"Ok, i'm ready, go ahead".
Lucy put pressure on the razor and very quickly pulled it across
the skin of Mina's shoulder. Mina's grip on Lucy's shoulder
tightened, and she let out a little cry. The cut was about an inch
and a half, and blood started to seep out of it. Lucy bent her
head to Mina's shoulder and ran her tongue across the cut. Her
tongue then withdrew into her mouth and she wiped her lips with it.
"This tastes so good", she moaned with delight.
She then bent her head to Mina's shoulder again and sealed the cut
with her lips and proceeded to suck on the cut and lick up the
blood that welled to the surface with her tongue. Mina's eyes
closed, her head went back, her grip on Lucy's shoulder tightened
even more.
"This feels so good Lucy", moaned Mina.
Lucy replied with a gentle moan of her own without stopping what
she was doing. Mina took her hand off of Lucy's shoulder and
wrapped her arms around Lucy's neck, then pressed her body against
Lucy's.
"Don't stop, it feels so good.", she moaned.
Mina started rubbing Lucy's back gently. After a minute or two,
Lucy stopped sucking,
"It's dried up".
Mina put her hand under Lucy's chin, and drew Lucy's face towards
her and proceeded to kiss Lucy very deeply full on the lips. Lucy
pulled away and quietly said
"I don't want to do that Mina".
"but I let you drink the blood from me. It is only fair for
us to do what I want now.".
"But I really do not want to do that, now please leave. I do
not have to do what I do not want to do, neither do you.".
"Yeah, whatever Lucy, i'm out of here.".
Mina got up and picked up her coat and walked out.
"I'll let myself out.".
Lucy Knew that there would be others after Mina. She also knew she
would never let anyone make her do what she did not want to do.
Over the years Lucy had many vampire lovers, who she drank
blood from, or who drank blood from her. But she had never had
sex. She had tired a few times, but each time with no success.
She believed that she just had not found the right man for her.
When Lucy was 20 years old, her parents died, leaving Lucy a large
fortune. She did not have to work, and she spent most of her
nights out hunting for fresh blood. The year was 2015, and blood
transmitted deceases, such as AIDS, had long ago been eradicated.
As Lucy looked into the mirror, a face so pale, it is almost
white, stared back at her. She had painted her lips a deep red,
that greatly contrasted with the paleness of her skin. She had one
black tear tattooed down her left check. Her hair that was once
blond is now dyed black. She turned her head so that she could put
on the fourth earring in her left ear. After she has finished, she
appraised herself and was satisfied. As she pulled the hood of her
black cape over her head , she looked into the mirror, and thought
to herself, what a perfect creature of the night she made. She was
now 27 and she fancied herself a vampire.
Lucy was going to 'The Cage'. It was a club for the rich. A
place where you could have anything you wanted it you had the money
to pay for it. Lucy arrived at exactly 4 am. She knocked on the
nondescript brown door. A panel in the door slid open. She looked
into the two lenses inside of the slot, which scanned her retina.
Then sent the scanned pattern to the NCS, National Credit Service.
Which compared the pattern to the patterns in it's database, found
a match, checked how much credit she had. then reported the amount
to the club's computer. Which then decided that Lucy had enough
credit to afford a night at the club, and informed the human
bouncer behind the door to admit Lucy. The bouncer who let Lucy
in, was one of the biggest men she had ever seen. He looked like
if he weighted about 400 lbs. He was all muscle with a neck that
was wider than his head. The bouncer motioned for Lucy to step
through a weapons detector, which was a device that checked for
metals, explosives and electrical devices capable of being used as
weapons. After the weapons detector informed the bouncer that Lucy
was not carrying anything dangerous, he contacted a second bouncer
by radio, who then opened a second door. Lucy was finally in the
club.
There was another bouncer on the other side of the door, he
pinned a coded chip to Lucy's dress. This chip, called a TAG
transmitted a code that could be picked up by special wands carried
by club personnel, this enabled them to identify or charge Lucy for
services rendered. As Lucy walked through the club, heading
towards the bar, she stopped to look at some of the shows that were
going on around her. In one corner Two women dressed in leather
body suits, were dropping candle wax on a man who was tied to
scaffolding that held him upright. In another corner was a short
brown skinned woman with the biggest butt Lucy had ever seen,
whipping a young naked guy, as pale as Lucy, tied to a bench.
There were also private rooms in the club where people could
experience even wilder fantasies.
Lucy went over to the bar, and sat down next to a heavyset
young guy with a beard, who was trying to pickup a small oriental
transvestite. The bartender was dressed in a fine mesh shirt that
showed off his well defined and muscular body.
"What can I get you miss?', he asked.
"A bloody mary", she replied.
The bartender put a glass under a tap, and pressed some buttons on
his computer console. The glass soon filled up with a dark red
liquid. Which he then gave to Lucy. He then waved his charge wand
at her, his computer read her TAG and charged the drink to her
bill. She took a swallow of her drink, it was not salty enough for
her. Then she turned around on her stool, to survey the room,
looking for her next prey. That is why Lucy came to 'The Cage', it
was the best place to meet people willing to donate blood to her.
If you had enough money you could buy anything at 'The Cage'. She
could not see anyone who she was very interested in tonight, so she
turned back to the bar to finish her drink.
She was in the middle of another swallow, when she felt as if
someone was staring at her, she had a weird sensation at the base
of her neck. She turned around on her stool. She looked straight
into the most deeply intense brown eyes she had ever seen in her
life. They radiated power, she could not break contact with them.
She took a deep breath and was finally able to move her eyes, from
his, to look at the rest of his body. He was a large brown skinned
man, with a smooth face, a strong jaw, and long flowing hair. He
was about 6 feet tall and very well muscled. He had broad
shoulders, a huge chest, and powerful legs. He was dressed in an
old 20th century tuxedo. Lucy did not usually go in for body
builder types or people so dark, but he radiated power, and
attractiveness. She was having some difficulty understanding it.
He seemed to be heading straight for her. From the look in his
eyes she thought he was reading her very soul. As he approached he
reached out his hand and held hers. He bought her hand up and
slowly pressed his lips to them. Then looked straight into her
eyes.
"Lucy!" he stated.
"Yes?" she questioned.
"I am Noire, I have come for you!"
"What will you do with me?"
"Anything I desire."
"Who or what are you?" Lucy asked.
"I am who and what you always wanted to be. I do not play
games like you Lucy. I am the embodiment of all that is dark
in your hearts. I am the side of each of you that you fear.
I am the blackness of your soul. And I have come for you this
night. Come with me Lucy."
"What if I do not want to go with you?"
"You have no choice in the matter Lucy, come with me"
With these words he turned and walked away, and for reasons Lucy
could not understand she followed him. If another man had spoken
to her in the commanding and pompous way that Noire spoke to her,
she would have made that man sorry he ever met her. But Noire was
different, she could not help but be attracted to him. She could
not help but adore him. Why she did not know. He scared her, but
his eyes promised her things she had never seen before, power
undreamed of. He lead her to the elevators, passed his hand over
the hand print identification plate on the last elevator in the row
of three elevators. Noire worked for the group who owned the club,
and this was his private elevators. The doors opened for him. He
motioned for Lucy to precede him into the elevators.
"Roof please", he said aloud to the elevators inboard
computer.
"We will not be disturbed there" he said to Lucy.
He was silent on the ride up to the roof. When they arrived, he
bowed slightly and motioned for Lucy to leave the elevator first.
"Who are you really?" Lucy asked him again.
"I am all that I stated before, but I am also what you would
call a vampire. A real vampire, not one who play's at
consuming blood, such as yourself." he said with a smile
For some reason Lucy did not have much trouble believing him, she
could feel the raw power radiating from him, but he looked nothing
like what she thought a vampire would look like. And he also
annoyed her by saying that she was not serious about being a
vampire.
"I do not play at being a vampire, I need the blood".
"Lucy you no more need the blood than any of your fellow men.
You drink the blood for pleasure, for you are unable to find
it anywhere else. I drink blood out of a need for it, it is
the only sustenance I may consume."
"How do I know what you say is true, how can you prove it to
me?" Lucy asked
"Tell me you do not feel it in your heart. Tell me you have
meet another that feels to you as I". Noire replied. "But if
you insist on proof will this do?".
With those words he opened his mouth wide and bared long curved
white fangs for her to see. Then he slowly withdrew them, back
into his gums.
"It is impossible for me to talk with them, are you
satisfied?"
"Do you know how easy it is to make false fangs? besides what
do you want from me?" Lucy replied.
"It is simple, I want you! I want to consume you, I want to
ravish you, I want to own you!" Noire told her with a smile.
"What if I want none of those things?"
"But you have no choice Lucy. Do you want to be mine Lucy?
reach down into your soul and give me an answer" Noire said.
Lucy was confused. She knew she was strongly drawn to this very
unusual man. She did not know if he was what he said, but despite
her verbal statements to the contrary, she found it very easy to
believe what he said he was. But even if he was what he said, what
difference did that make. This man had blatantly said he wanted to
own her. She did not think she wanted to be owned, but the idea of
being with him, of belonging to him excited her. She had never
been with a man before. But this man was different, this man had
power, this man represented force, this man drove her crazy. God,
she had to have him, whether or not he was a vampire she had to
have him.
"Yes, I want to be yours!", Lucy finally replied.
"So be it!", stated Noire.
Noire stepped a little away from her. He raised his arms to the
heavens.
"Lord take this body from me, cleanse me with your fire, so
that I may show this maiden my true form', recited Noire in a
deep voice.
With these words Noire's body burst into flames. Lucy stepped back
and covered her eyes. She was afraid, but at the same time she
knew Noire would be ok. The flames left as quickly as they had
appeared. Lucy opened her eyes. In place of the big brown skinned
man, was a perfectly shaped naked creature of the darkest black.
He absorbed light, and there was a gray shadow around his outline.
"This is my true form Lucy, now do you believe that I am who
I say I am?", asked the creature.
"yes, I do", replied Lucy.
Noire's new form was even more attractive to Lucy. She had never
seen any thing like him before.
"Come to me Lucy", Noire said while holding out his arms to
her.
Lucy stepped into his arms, his warmth flowed into her. She had
expected his skin to be hard and rough. But it felt like the
softest silk. He gently lifted her chin with his hand, until she
was again looking into his eyes, which had changed color from a
deep brown, to bright silver. He touched her lips with his. His
lips were moist, and when he kissed her, he inhaled, drawing her
breath within him. After a few minutes, their lips parted as he
drew his lips down her chin, and to her neck. He gently licked the
vein on the side of her neck as she exposed her throat to him.
Noire's razor sharp canine teeth extended, and plunged deep into
Lucy's throat. They were so sharp that she barely felt them enter.
But she did feel the blood being withdrawn from her body. It was
pure ecstasy to her. She had never felt such pleasure before.
Noire was carefully monitoring how much blood he withdrew from
Lucy. He did not want to take too much or too little. He had to
leave her enough so she would not faint, but take enough to satisfy
his hunger. When he judged that he had, had enough, he withdrew
his fangs. He secreted a chemical in his saliva that would rapidly
heal Lucy's wound. After licking up the excess blood from her
throat, Noire's lips wondered lower. His strong hands gripped
Lucy's cape and ripped it apart as he removed it from her body. He
then ripped her white silk blouse and bra open, exposing her
breasts. At that moment it started to rain. But the two lovers
were ignorant of the drops that pelted their naked flesh. Noire
moved his mouth to Lucy's left breast, and gently caressed her
nipple with his tongue. A soft rumble radiated from deep within
Lucy's throat as she moaned with pleasure. With his right hand
Noire lifted Lucy's skirt, and shredded her panties as he removed
them. Lucy's arms reached down between their bodies, and held
Noire's manhood within her hands. It felt like rock covered in
silk, and she wanted it within her body more than she has ever
wanted anything before. Noire lifted her in his arms and braced
her against the elevator doors, as the rain washed over their
bodies. He lifted her up slightly and bought her down, impaling
her on his manhood. She cried out in ecstasy as he drove deep
within her. He lifted her up and down, faster and faster, as their
passion built to a head. She cried out in pleasure as her orgasm
washed over her. He plunged his fangs deep within her throat.
Lucy lost consciousness with a dreamy smile on her face, from the
pleasure she enjoyed as Noire drained her life's blood. A few
moments later he exploded within her core, as he withdrew his
dripping fangs from her throat.
THE END
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