Her Vampire Rebel

by Zenia, Zara

  “Be-behind… the… d-door.” Her words are slow, and she’s breathing hard.

  Grinning, I take her hand and lead her over to the bedroom door. Closing it, I move behind her and settle my hands at her waist. “Do you like it, pet?”

  “I… d-do… s-sir,” she stutters out, her eyes lighting up as she sees herself.

  “Good, now, I think we should go. I will carry your keys. You won’t need a purse.”

  She looks at me confused. “Are-aren’t we er-early, s-sir?”

  Grinning, I nod. “I think we’ll enjoy a drink before our session and perhaps a dance.”

  Swallowing hard, she agrees, “Oh-kay, s-sir.”

  I take her hand and lead her down to the Jaguar. “Would your kitty like a little break from the vibrations, pet?” I ask as I open the door.

  “Pl-please, S-sir.”

  I switch the vibrator off and help her in, fastening her seatbelt.

  “Thank you, sir,” she says, breathing a little easier as I get in behind the steering wheel.

  I chuckle. “Don’t thank me, pet. I mean to keep you on that edge for a good while. You won’t be coming until the end of our session.”

  She expels a breath. “Yes, sir.”

  I glance over and spread her legs, taking in the sight of her pussy, my fingers glide over her folds. “Already soaked, pet.” I slide a finger into her, and she clenches around it as my thumb rubs against the exposed part of her clit. “So lovely.”

  “Thank you, sir.”

  I remove my finger and press it to her lips. She sucks on it for a moment, and then I pull it away. With a grin, I start the car. Halfway there, I turn the vibrator back on.

  “Eep, oh, gggod-sir.”

  I chuckle and keep driving, staying with traffic and not speeding. When we pull into the lot, she’s panting heavily, and I can smell her scent all over the car. It is intoxicating. “Stay, I will come around for you. Can’t have you flashing the crowd that pretty little pussy.”

  “Y-yes… s-sir.”

  I climb out and take my time moving around the Jag. I stop and buff an imaginary spot on the side, and then just before I open the door, I switch her vibrator off. “Ready, pet?”

  She gives me an amused smile and raises her hand for me. She turns in the seat, setting her feet out and ducks as I help her to rise. Keeping her hand tucked in mine, I lock the Jag, and we start toward the front of the club. As we reach the crowd waiting to enter, I switch the butterfly back on, setting it on its lowest setting. Her steps stutter, and her eyes close as she now walks half a step behind me, though our hands are linked, and she squeezes my hand in hers.

  We reach the door and Maximus is working as bouncer. He gives us a look and says, “You’re early.”

  “And?” I ask, arching a brow.

  He shakes his head, his eyes going to Carolyn as he looks her up and down. “Just keep her away from the straights.”

  I chuckle as he lifts the rope for us. Once we’re inside, I settle her on one of those high bar chairs and adjust her skirt, so her ass and pussy are covered. I maneuver her legs, so they are just slightly parted. “I’ll get you a bottle of water, pet.”

  “W-water, sir?” she asks.

  “Yes, I do not wish you getting dehydrated,” I say, grinning. Her breasts are glistening with little beads of sweat as she holds herself on the edge. Moving closer, I slide my hand up her thigh and brush against her hot pussy. “No coming, pet.”

  She swallows hard but says, “Yes, sir.”

  I turn the vibration up a notch and head to the bar as she squirms in her seat. Grinning, I say, “A water and a scotch, neat,” and turn to watch her in the chair. A man approaches her. He’s human, and I’m not worried.

  I hear him ask, “Hey, beautiful, can I buy you a drink?”

  “No.” She blinks up at him and frowns.

  “That’s fine. How about a dance?” He lays his hand on her thigh.

  I am next to her before he can move that hand higher up. “Pet, have you made a new friend?” I growl out.dd

  She picks his hand up and removes it. “No, sir. He is looking for a dance partner,” she grits out, and I turn the vibrator off. She expels a breath of relief and looks at the man. “Thanks, but I already have a partner.”

  He looks between us and backs up. “Sorry, didn’t know you were with someone. You looked lonely.”

  “I’m not.” Her eyes meet mine. “Sir, the bartender has our drinks ready.”

  I lean in, gripping her chin, I kiss her. “Stay here, pet. I’ll be less than a minute.”

  “Yes, sir,” she says.

  “Why do you keep calling him sir?” the guy asks as I head to the bar.

  “Look, you need to go away. It’s none of your fucking business.”

  Her answer makes me grin.

  “Fucking bitch,” he says, bumping into Theo.

  I’m now ready to rip him apart. I quickly move toward him and set the drinks down.

  “Miss Carolyn, is there a problem here?” Theo’s jaw ticks.

  She glances at Theo. “This… gentleman, doesn’t know what the word no means.”

  “Look, bitch, I’m going, no need to get your panties in a bunch. I just asked a question.”

  “The young lady said no and told you it was none of your business what she calls me, so you can leave now and go back to your friends and stop bothering her, or I will ask Theo here to throw you out and ban you from Club Toxic,” I growl, getting in his face. I am half a second from ripping him to pieces as Theo grips my arm.

  “Think before you act,” Theo hisses at me.

  “Whatever, man.” He backs away and then turns and heads back to his friends who are seated at the other end of the dance floor.

  I take a calming breath as I watch him, my eyes narrowed. Feeling more settled, I turn back to Carolyn and pick up the bottle from the table. “Here you are, pet.” I hand her the water.

  “Keep her away from them,” Theo says and then lowers his voice, speaking so softly that only someone with vampire or shifter hearing could hear. “She smells like fucking candy, sweet and delicious. You keep that vibrator going, and we’re going to have a brawl in here. So save it for the show, okay?”

  I smirk. “She tastes even better, and no, I am not sharing. However, I will abide by that.”

  “Thank you. You can head down in thirty minutes to prepare.”

  Chapter 15

  James

  Once I’ve finished my scotch and Carolyn swallowed down at least half of the water, we head downstairs. As we walk, I turn the vibrator back on, and she tenses for a moment. We are still a little early, so I walk her through the crowd, and we pause at one of the viewing areas. Heads turn as we move through and take a spot nearby to watch.

  The dom has his sub, another male, who I realize is Tiberius, tied and hanging upside down from the ceiling. He’s wearing a cock and ball ring preventing him from coming as his dom uses a flogger on him. The dom has a mask on, but I can tell it’s Augustus.

  I position Carolyn in front of me, and lifting her skirt a tiny bit, I rub my hand over her ass, finding the plug. I tap on it and spin it, and she swallows a gasp, making me grin. I pull on it a bit and she groans softly. Her scent gets stronger, and I move the vibrator up a notch. She shakes and presses her ass into me. I tap the plug a little harder, and she jumps slightly with a squeak.

  We watch for another ten minutes, and I escort her out of the group as several eyes follow us. We head down to the VIP curtained area, and when we enter, I say, “Remember pet, do not speak unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?”

  “Y-yes… S-sir.”

  “Good girl.” I stand her facing the curtain then pull out a blindfold from the bureau and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. I put the blindfold on her and bring her arms behind her back and cuff them. Then I move a padded barrel over to the front center of the curtain. Moving in front of her, I use two clips to pin the front of her skirt up so the butterfly shows. Feeling mi
schievous, I blow against her clit and give it a quick lick. Her inner thighs, the little bits that are showing, are glistening with her juices, but I know she hasn’t come. I spread her legs, so they are in a vee. Then I tuck the lace around the edges of her corset into the top, so her nipples show. “Stay here, pet. No moving, yes?”

  “Y-yes, s-sir,” her voice is barely a whisper.

  I pull the curtains open. “Shall we begin, pet?”

  “Y-yes, sir.”

  “Now, I believe I told you yesterday that this little kitty was a bad girl, didn’t I?”

  “Y-yes, s-sir.” Her words are loud enough for our audience to hear.

  “And what did the kitty do that was bad?” I lower the setting on the vibrator, allowing her a chance to answer a little more steadily.

  She takes a breath and replies, “Kitty came twice, sir, without permission.”

  “Yes, she did. So now, kitty is going to be punished, isn’t she, pet?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  I grin and turn the vibrator back up to its highest setting, and she gasps. Visible drips from her pussy trail down her boots. I move behind her and come back with nipple clamps and extending her right nipple, I add the clamp and do the same to her other nipple. She’s panting hard now.

  “Safe word, pet?”

  “G-gr-green, S-sir,” she stutters out.

  “Good girl.” I pick up a riding crop and rub it over her pussy. “Now, since kitty was bad, I think kitty needs a few swats before we get to your spanking, don’t you agree, pet?”

  “Y-yes, S-sir.” She nods, biting her lip.

  I swat her pussy with the crop and say, “Count for me, pet.”

  “Ooh! O-one… S-sir.” I swat her again and give her a moment as she cries out, “T-two, S-sir!” I swat her pussy two times in quick succession, and she gasps. “Th-three an-and f-four, S-sir!”

  I swat her now plump and red pussy once more and she calls out, “F-five, S-sir!” as I move toward her, running my fingers over her folds, knowing that my cool fingers against her burning skin will sooth her a bit. She is so wet that her juices pool against my fingers.

  “Open your mouth, pet.” When she does, I slide my dripping fingers in. She sucks them for a moment, and I pull my fingers out of her mouth and swat her pussy with my fingers. Then I turn her around and lean her over the barrel. Her cuffed hands rest just above the crack of her ass which is now on display. I spread her legs, showing off the jeweled plug. I pull on it, pulling it out past the largest ball and then push it back in slowly as she gasps out with a mewling cry.

  I rub my hand over her ass and swat her creamy skin, leaving a bright pink handprint. I do the same to the other side and then pick up the black belt slapper. I had thought about using the wooden paddle, but we used that in our first session, and since this is technically a punishment, I think the belt is a better choice.

  Moving back to her, I say, “I think fifteen swats, pet. Count them out.” I temper my strength and bring the leather strap down across both of her ass cheeks, and she cries out, pushing up on her toes.

  “O-one… S-sir,” she says shakily.

  I go through all fifteen, and she doesn’t miss a number. With a smile, I rub over her bright red ass. I swivel the plug in her ass, and she draws in a sharp breath. “Is kitty going to be bad any more, pet?”

  “N-not… to-tonight… S-sir,” she says gasping.

  I grin. “Then would kitty like to come one time?”

  “Pl-please, S-sir. Please may kitty come?” Her voice is stronger as she begs for what she wants.

  “Just one, but not until I say green, pet, okay?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  I turn her around again, facing the window and turn off the butterfly, taking it off her, and she whimpers, but I have something else in mind. I grab a finger vibrator as well as a thick dildo and sit behind her. “Stand up straight and tall for me, pet, and spread your legs in a vee.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  I switch on the finger vibrator and touch the plug and then press the dildo to her folds, sliding it into her. She cries out, arching her back slightly, and I pull the vibrator away and swat her ass. “Straight, pet, or you do not get to come.”

  “Yes, sir,” she says, standing straight again.

  Once again, I turn the vibrator on, but this time, I slide my finger into her asshole with the plug. Her body shakes, and she cries out but holds her position. I move the dildo in and out of her folds as she drips juices onto my hand. “Purple,” I say, teasing her. A minute later, I say, “Grape.”

  She squeaks, but holds her position, whimpering.

  “Such a good girl… should I give her the word yet?” I ask our audience.

  I see several heads nod and a couple shake their heads no, grinning.

  “Hmm, it seems our guests aren’t ready for you to come yet, pet. I know what they are waiting for. Stay here.”

  “Y-yes, s-sir,” she pants.

  I get up and select a blade. Then sitting back down, I unzip her boots to her knees and fold them down. “I believe our guests are wanting a little blood play before you get to come, pet, am I right?” I look at the vampires through the open curtain, fangs extended as they watch. “Yes, it seems they agree.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Hmmm, now, where were we, pet?” I ask, switching on the finger vibrator, I return it to her ass, going deeper this time and she gasps. “Oh, yes, right there.” I make a cut on her inner thigh and allow it to drip down, and she cries out, her body shaking. I make three more cuts, each one slightly deeper than just a surface cut. I am very careful not to cut anywhere near her femoral artery as I don’t want to kill her, not that my cuts are deep enough to do that, but I have seen mistakes happen, and I have no wish to cause her that kind of harm, even if by accident. Then I move to her other inner thigh and do the same. “Now, honored guests,” I say after a few minutes, “what do you say? Shall I allow her to come now?”

  They nod, and without saying anything, I move between her thighs and lick the dripping blood, closing all but one of the cuts a bit with my saliva. “Green, pet,” I say and bring my mouth down on the final cut and suck on it, as she bursts apart with a cry.

  “Oh, ggggodddd-sir!”

  Her juices gush out as her body convulses, but I hold her legs steady, so she doesn’t fall. Swiftly, as our audience applauds, I stand and lift her up, cradling her in my arms as I close the curtain. She’s shaking in my arms, and I’m worried I made her wait too long.

  “Pet, are you all right?” I ask as I set her on the bench.

  “Yes, sir,” she says, a smile on her lips.

  I quickly remove the cuffs and rub her arms. “It wasn’t too much?” I ask, checking.

  “No, sir, it was perfect.”

  I grin. “Good. Stay here for a moment.” I pick up the toys I used, including the butterfly and take them over to the sink to sanitize them. I put everything but the butterfly back in my bag and move back to her with a cool wet cloth and a bowl of cool water. Kneeling between her legs, I spread them wider.

  “Sir?”

  “Be still, pet,” I say and gently clean her up. I dip the rag in the water and ring it out and then press it to her pussy for a moment, cooling her. I don’t want her so overstimulated that we can’t play some more at my house.

  “That feels good, sir.”

  Smiling, I spread her folds and pinch her clit, putting the butterfly back in place, but I don’t turn it on. “We’ll just keep that there. I won’t turn it on for a little while.”

  “Thank you, sir.” She grins.

  “One more minute, pet.” I pick up the bowl and rag and go back to the sink, dumping it and setting it aside. I return to her, unclip the front of her skirt and put the clips away, then fix her boots. Taking her hands, I help her up, and remove her blindfold. I add it to the bag, and then pour her a cup of soda and make her drink it before we leave the space.

  “Excellent show, once again,” Theo says, his eyes
on Carolyn.

  Carolyn blushes. “You watched?”

  “My dear, everyone watched,” he replies with a grin.

  She buries her face in my arm, and I chuckle. “Thank you for the use of the VIP space, Theo. We have a few more things to attend to, so if you will excuse us.”

  “It was indeed my pleasure,” he says as we leave.

  As we head for the stairs, Carolyn’s eyes dart to all of those who are looking at her, and her blush deepens. Thinking I need to take her mind off of them, I switch the vibrator back on and her body jumps. Her eyes move to me and stay on me as we head for the bar, where I order another bottle of water, and she’s locked on me the rest of the way out of the club.

  Chapter 16

  Carolyn

  So far this night has been beyond incredible, and it’s not over. My body is so tense again, with the powerful need to come. He’s had the butterfly vibrator on full blast since we hit the steps of the dungeon, and I’m riding that edge of pleasure and pain like it’s my personal horse. I glance over at him, my heart racing. He is everything I ever imagined a dom should be.

  His hand moves from the steering wheel and lifts my skirt, pressing his cool fingers against my pussy, and I can’t help but purr. I am quickly becoming addicted to him, to his touch. His finger slides between my folds, and he moves it in and out of me before he takes it out and licks it clean. He then picks up a bottle of water from the cup holder and hands it to me. “Drink this, pet.”

  It’s cold, and as I take a sip, he turns the vibrator off. “Thank you, sir.” I gulp down several swallows.

  “I can’t have you getting dehydrated so much your pussy has no more juice, pet, I like to see you dripping wet.”

  I giggle and drink some more. As we pull up to a gate, I finish the bottle. He presses a remote on the keyring and then pulls through. The gate closes behind us, and he drives up the long drive. Just before he parks, he switches the butterfly on again, but it’s on low. He gets out and escorts me inside. It’s a huge house. We don’t talk as he takes me down into the basement. Down there, I see he has his very own dungeon set up, and my stomach tightens.