by Carl East
"I can tell you have many questions, but first perhaps some refreshments?" said the stranger, indicating a fully laid table, that Cole would swear wasn't there a second ago.
"May I ask, why we have been summoned?” said Avery.
Before he got his answer, he reached for a goblet of wine.
"Straight to business hey…ok then," was the reply.
Taking a sip of wine, the Gentleman continued by introducing himself.
"I am Lord Valen, master of this realm, second only to Satan himself, and you have been summoned, as you put it to account for the loss of one succubus," he said, trying to sound regal.
"If you are referring to the succubus that tried to kill me, she is dead?" replied Avery.
"That is bad news, for the succubae have their master’s ear, and I'm afraid if they choose to seek a favor, you're lives won't be worth living," said Valen, sitting back in his chair.
"WHAT… would you suggest we do about it?" said Cole, feeling slightly annoyed.
"First, I am not your enemy, I merely control the underlings that dwell in these lands, and second, it is important to maintain some sort of order, otherwise there would be chaos," said Valen, taking a gulp from his goblet. "It seems more and more just lately, that you sorcerers and magicians are summoning those from this realm too frequently, this has got to stop."
"Well, if it helps any, the person who summoned that particular succubus is now dead, killed by others that were under his control," replied Avery.
"The succubae don't care who summoned her, they just want those that killed her, unless you can persuade them otherwise," said Valen, reaching for a small bell.
Upon sounding the bell, there appeared four beautiful naked women, each one so dazzlingly attractive that it was hard to focus on just one.
"Yes my Lord, how may we serve you?" said the tallest of the four.
"As promised, these are the gentlemen responsible for your loss a few days gone by."
Suddenly the demeanor of those attractive women changed to a scowl, as they started to circle our two heroes, inspecting them from head to foot. Cole, being young and inexperienced, didn't quite see the danger here, for he had never faced such powerful entities, but he couldn't help but get aroused at their attire, or lack thereof.
"I would like the chance to explain, if I may?" said Avery.
The one that had spoken put her hand up to silence him, and then waved both her hands in front of them. The next thing Cole knew was that he was chained ankles and wrists to a table. Looking around, he discovered Avery was in the same predicament, just three feet away.
"Is there nothing you can do, magically I mean?" said Cole, testing the strength of the chains that bound his wrists.
"I thought you knew Cole, magic doesn't work for mortals in Hell, that's why sorcerers have to summon dark creatures to our realm, and make sure the binding spell is strong enough to hold them."
"You sound like you know a bit about all this, have you ever dabbled in the occult?"
"I've learnt the necessary things all good Wizards should learn, but if you mean have I ever summoned a demon, then the answer is no."
The four Succubae then appeared, two for each of their guests, and without saying a word, one of them placed a hand over Avery's forehead, and then closed her eyes. Within a minute, she relayed what had happened to their sister, apparently having read his mind. The four women huddled together, whispering to each other, and then seemed to come to a decision.
"We find you innocent, at least of her death, but we are curious as to why she didn't affect you?"
"Affect me? In what way?" asked Avery?
"Why did you not succumb to her charms, did you not find her attractive?"
"On the contrary, I found her most appealing."
"And yet, you had the presence of mind to free yourself."
"Ah, well, that comes from years of practice, in the art of concentration, something all good Wizards need a lot of."
"My fellow sisters and I wish to see how well developed this concentration is, for if there are others such as yourself, we need to be aware of it," she replied.
"How do you propose to find out?" asked Avery?
"We intend to take both of you to the peak of sexual arousal, if you can withstand our advances you will be set free, if on the other hand you lose this concentration you spoke of, you will die."
Avery wasn't too concerned with this threat, but he was concerned about Cole, for although he had taught him many things, he wasn't sure he was ready for something like this. They then found themselves alone once more, presumably so that the succubae could prepare themselves.
"Cole, listen closely, you will want to let yourself go, DON'T, for if you do, we are lost."
"Should I try to concentrate on something from my past, or attempt to make my mind a blank?" replied Cole.
"Concentrate on anything other than sex for once you succumb they will have you."
With that said, the Succubae returned, numbering eight in total, with four surrounding Avery and four surrounding Cole. The next thing they knew, their bonds were gone and they both lay naked on the tables. Cole's cock was already hard as these gorgeous women started to touch him, their hands running up and down his body. Then it started in earnest, for suddenly he had two of them sucking and licking his member, while one was getting astride his face on the table and lowering her sweet looking pussy onto his mouth.
The fourth, which he couldn't see, was also getting in on the act, by holding his hand and rubbing it between her legs. Cole tried to imagine the beast that had brought them here, but he found it excessively difficult to concentrate on anything other than these beautiful women. Avery on the other hand was having the time of his life, for as they covered his body with theirs; he was happily concentrating on Beth back home.
Cole had already cum, as he was forced to lick the pussy covering his mouth, and thoroughly enjoyed the moment when the two succubae sucked him dry, and then made sure he kept hard. His whole body felt alive as one of them forced his cock deep into her pussy, while the other continued to lick and suck his balls. He tried to visualize home, but it was useless, his mind kept returning to the scene being played out before him. He then had an idea, he would concentrate on the pussy that he was licking, and try to think of nothing else.
Meanwhile Avery was feeling rather tired as they made him cum for the second time, smiling as he remembered Beth making love to him in the bath, he wasn't totally immune to their advances, but he could at least concentrate on other things. He tried to see how Cole was coping on several occasions, but was blocked at each, and then he teased them a little, by egging them on.
"Come on girls, you can do better than that," he said, pushing his cock up hard a couple of times.
The succubae didn't like that, they'd never come up against a mortal that was impervious to their ways, or at least seemed to be. Cole had heard his master saying these words, and it gave him that little extra presence of mind, to dwell on just one thought alone, and not to lose his concentration. Although he was doing well, he could feel their minds lusting after him, as they used his body in ways he had never experienced.
He could feel their juices running down his thighs, and felt the others licking it up; he tried to ignore the occasional finger being pushed into his anal passage, and the tongues licking his balls. Still he managed to think mainly of the sweet pussy he was licking, and hoping that it would be enough. Avery had now cum four times, telling them that he wanted more, he wanted them to take him over the top.
They in turn looked at each other, wondering what they were doing wrong, they had never failed to overcome a mortal, and make him their love slave but here was a middle-aged man who seemed to be immune to their seductive nature. Cole on the other hand wasn’t fairing so well, for as he came for the third time that day, his mind wandered off into thoughts of sheer bliss, he'd never known such pleasures existed, and wanted more.
Then he heard Avery talking once more
, telling the ones smothering Cole to join in with his lot, for they weren't quite up to the job. This made them angry, and they all got off his table, with one of them telling the others to stop.
"You have proved your point Wizard, you may leave, but mark my words if you ever cross my path again you shall not escape so easily."
Avery then found himself re-dressed, and got off the table, crossing over to see how Cole had coped. Cole felt a bit strange as he stood up, but he had survived, and he knew he owed it all to his master, who had goaded their captives.
"What would have happened to me, if I hadn't been able to survive for so long?" he said, as they walked out the room.
"You would have been sucked into Hell proper, and made to suffer for the rest of eternity," replied Avery, steadying him as they left.
They then found themselves transported back to the Lord of this realm, who was a little surprised to see them once more.
"You are indeed worthy opponents, my friends, in fact I have a task for you, one that would suit you to perfection," he said, producing some wine out of nowhere.
However, that’s another story.
The End
Horny Vampire
Chapter 1
The cool draft coming through the cracks along the wooden cellar door was starting to get on my nerves; my skin was already supersensitive since the change and it was another reminder how things were never going to be the same again.
Here I was, sitting in the midst of the local Vampire lair contemplating how to tell them my unfortunate news. I'd been a Vampire now for just a week, and although vampires usually lived a solitary life, they did gather for weekly meetings at the central lair.
When I had first appeared there, drawn by some unknown force, they made me feel at home straight away, a tradition it seems from the old days when a Vampire’s only code was that he didn't kill another Vampire. It was the policy to accept new blood into the fold. I had to tell them this news, but how to word it without sounding stupid, that's what I pondered as I sat there in a drafty corner of the darkened room, I think I would have sat there forever if it hadn't been for Scar; he was the head Vampire, and a grumpy old bastard.
"What's this news, that's so important then?" he said, loudly.
"I think I'm a vegetarian, I'm allergic to blood," I blurted out.
I couldn't see the funny side to it, but they didn't stop laughing for at least three quarters of an hour.
"What do you mean, ha ha ha ha, you're a vegetarian, ha ha ha hah?" Scar eventually managed to gasp out.
"I mean that when I try to suck blood I'm violently sick," I replied.
"You're also shit out of luck then," someone in the back shouted.
Again, they erupted into laughter, this was getting me down and I felt that I was alone after all. I tried one more time.
"Is there nothing I can do?" I said.
"Yeah, suck a vegetarian's blood," replied Fang.
They just collapsed after that, thumping each other on their backs while wiping the tears of blood from their eyes. I gave up trying and left dejected and feeling more alone than before.
Twenty minutes later, I found myself perched on the top of a large building overlooking an apartment complex; it was my favorite haunt since becoming a Vampire, mainly because I could spy through the windows on the people inside. I would sit there through the night remembering what my life had been like before the change. It also didn’t hurt that a beautiful blonde lived in the penthouse and she never drew her blinds.
If I was going to die of slow starvation, I wanted to enjoy my final days. Even from this distance, I heard the opening of the lock on her door as she finally arrived home. I sat there pondering my fate while I watched her throw down her tote bag and purse on the living room chair before walking into the kitchen to pour the customary glass of white wine and heading into the bedroom.
People have incredible gifts given to them when they are turned by a vampire; their senses are tripled for one-thing. My eyesight was better than it had ever been; in fact, in the old days I used to wear glasses. Now I felt like Superman because my eyesight could peer across the distance, even through the gloom, and see just about everything. My hearing is so powerful that even her small sighs of pleasure as she kicked off the high heels reached my ears. As for my strength, well let’s just say that if a certain bully at school had picked on me now, he'd be wearing his head up his ass. I smiled at that thought, and then squirmed on my perch as I remembered some of the things that I missed. The sun warming my skin on a summer’s day, the hotdogs with chili sauce at the corner food cart, just the thought of that taste made my stomach growl loud enough to wake the dead. Ugh, I couldn’t go on like this. What was I going to do?
Looking back to the windows I spotted her begin to disrobe, it was almost like a strip tease. Her body was incredible and as she pulled off the jacket, the blouse, and unhooked the bra, my mind was saying yes, yes, yes. Let’s have a look at those lovelies. Those breasts were a masterpiece and her blonde hair which came down to her shoulders shone in the light when she turned a certain way. She had blue eyes, and a smile you could watch forever. She faced the mirror checking this way and that, lifting her breasts a bit to see if they drooped. Nodding her head as if to say she still had it, she’d been getting ready for a bath, picking up the brush for her hair as she grabbed her robe lying on the bed and entered the bathroom.
What should I do I wondered, thinking once more of my problem, you see a vampire needs to eat at least once a week or he/she shrivels up and dies, I was told that when I was turned. There was one plus side to all of this, I hadn't killed anybody and strangely I was pleased with this part of my ailment. I was never a violent person as a human. In fact, I always believed and still do, that there are always solutions other than violence to solve problems.
I was suddenly aware that I was not alone, turning I found Scar silently approaching me.
"So this is where you hang out!" he said, looking over at the nearby buildings and focusing on the windows of the apartment block.
"Yes, I come here to think sometimes, and to spy on a gorgeous blonde who lives in the penthouse," I replied not realizing what I had done.
"Well, I came to tell you that you're not the first who couldn't drink blood," he said as he suddenly staled and seemed to come to attention.
"At first I was encouraged by this news, but found he hadn't finished yet."
"It doesn't happen very often, but when it does the vampire dies a week or so later," he carried on while moving closer to the edge of the rooftop.
This is what I suspected would happen, I think I already knew I just wanted it confirmed. I sat there silently watching his movements trying to figure out what he had focused on.
Just then, I saw the blonde as she came from the bathroom into the bedroom, watching as she disrobed once again. She started to get dressed for bed, placing a blue silk nightdress over her head. We were both watching, I realized, as it slid down the various parts of her body. It was quite erotic and Scar reminded me that he was still there, by saying, "If you can't have her, then I will."
He launched himself from where he was standing, and landed squarely on the penthouse roof. That little move always impressed the hell out of me, on this occasion however it annoyed me, for as I watched he was about to enter her apartment. I couldn't allow it, I just couldn't. Whether it was the anger of another vampire taking my last bit of fun away from me before I died, or the fact that he didn't even ask if I would mind, I don't know I just had to stop him. I jumped and missed the ledge by a clear foot.
Falling the twenty flights gave me a chance to ponder the folly of my ways; my arms and legs were spinning out of control and on the way down, I thought if I was really Superman, I could fly. Damn I was only a vampire and hitting the concrete and bouncing up a couple of feet woke me out of my trance as I landed hard again. Getting to my feet without so much as a scratch, I bolted for the front entrance of the building. Upon reaching it I found it wa
s one of those buzzer affairs, not knowing a single person in the building I pressed them all. Suddenly, a chorus of hello's could be heard and the door buzzed open, there's always one I thought as I raced up the stairs taking six at a time, pretty soon I reached the penthouse and kicking the door down I entered.