"No." The word emerged as a squeak.
He purred. "Perfect. I'd grease you up and force my big cock right up that tight little backside while you whimpered for mercy. Then as I reamed you hard and deep, I'd sink my fangs in this soft, white throat and drink your sweet blood."
Gray stepped back and smiled down at her tauntingly. "So. Do you really want to be at the bottom of the vampire food chain?" Despite his dismissive tone, his eyes blazed crimson with heat, and his cock was a long, thick shape behind the tight leather of his pants.
Sensing her moment, Jayla lifted a mocking brow. "You talk a good game, Captain. Are you actually going to do any of that? Because you've got me creaming, and if you're not really going to play, I think I'll ask Charit to call someone who will." Recklessly, she sneered. "You can jerk off while you watch."
The old Jayla mentally wailed at saying such a thing to her captain, but the new Jayla watched defiantly as Gray stiffened. One big hand shot out to encircle her breast, long fingers curling around the soft flesh. She winced in expectation, and he smirked, eyeing her with calculation as he gently toyed with the velvety globe. "I had no idea you had such a mouth on you, Carstairs. I'm tempted to shove my cock between those rosy lips and teach you something else to do with it. But there are a couple of other orifices I want to explore even more, so I guess that'll have to wait." He deftly slipped his hand through the loop attached to his crop handle, and let it dangle from his wrist as he reached into his pocket to pull out something that gleamed silver in the torchlight. His left hand squeezing her breast so the long pink nipple jutted, he extended the little silver thing toward it.
The object was a clamp, Jayla realized, and braced herself.
Its tiny jaws closed over her stiff flesh with a force just short of real pain, and she closed her eyes and arched her back at the rush of hot sensation. Gray started playing the clamp skillfully, opening and closing it several times so that it nibbled on her hard nipple until she writhed.
"Oh, yeah," he purred. "You do like that, don't you? Want the other one?"
Unable to speak, she could only moan. He grinned and pulled out the second clamp to apply it to her other breast. She bit down on her lip and whimpered.
"Mmmm," he rumbled. "I do love that sound. There's something about a woman moaning helplessly that makes me hard as a rock. I start imagining what kind of arousing little noises you'll make when my prick begins reaming your tight little ass." He gave her a dark, taunting grin and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "It's going to huurrrrt, Jayla."
She licked her lips and made herself give him a stare that mixed sensuality with I-dare-you defiance. Even as she taunted him, Jayla was acutely aware of the way her wrists were chained over her head, putting her utterly at his mercy. "If you expect that threat to scare me into running, you really don't know me very well."
Gray circled around behind her, his head still lowered to a spot just above her pulse as he moved. "You'd better be giving it some thought, pretty prey. Because the time when I'll let you run is rapidly running out."
One big hand stroked down her sensitive spine and slipped between the round globes of her cheeks. She stiffened in a combination of nervousness and arousal as one long finger sought her anus, found it. Penetrated slowly.
Jayla sucked in a startled breath at the sensation. His finger felt three times as thick as she knew it to be as it entered the tight channel.
"Mmm. Too bad, darlin' -- I think your window of opportunity just closed," Gray said with a low laugh. "You won't be walking out of here a virgin after all. Your asshole is just too tempting." He caught her earlobe between his teeth and gave it a gentle bite as he rotated his hand, screwing deeper. "My cock is twitching at the thought of stretching it nice and wide. And since I'm going to ream you, I might as well enjoy some of my other favorite pleasures too."
She gasped. "Pleasures?"
"Oh, yeah." He chuckled, dark and rumbling. "I never feel I've really fucked an ass unless I put a dozen pink stripes on it first."
Licking her lips, she quivered helplessly in arousal and alarm. Oh, God, what have I gotten myself into?
Gray stared down into Jayla's wide, dark eyes as he savored the sensation of her tight bottom clamping around his fingers. He couldn't wait to mount her and ram deep.
The part of his mind not drowning in the Hunger sent up a rumble of protest. He knew he had no business indulging himself with Carstairs like this. She was far too delicate to withstand the dark side of his nature. Hadn't Jane proved what happened when he ignored the vulnerability of innocents?
And yet ... she was also stubborn as hell. If he let her go now, she'd just find another vampdom who wouldn't take her innocence into account - who would, in fact, enjoy despoiling it. At least if Gray took her, he would let her go when she cried off.
At least, I will once I'm finished. I don't know if I can turn her loose now, admitted a voice in the back of his head. She was too tempting, too hot, and he wanted her far too long.
Hell, he thought recklessly. Might as well teach her a lesson - and enjoy myself thoroughly in the process.
"Before I indulge, I'm going to have to prepare you," Gray said, withdrawing his thick finger from her anus. She shuddered in dark arousal.
As Jayla watched with a blend of desire and fear, he strolled over to the table Moore had set up along one wall. He contemplated the selection for a long, nerve-wracking moment. "Not that one, I think. Don't want that delicate little channel scraped up before I enter it. That's not long enough. That one? No, too thin. Ah."
Gray chose something black and shinny and retraced his steps, examining it as he came. "This should do. It'll stretch you for me by degrees. And it's got its own lubricant." He held up the four-inch long object, which began to shine as drops of oil appeared on its black, slick skin. "Let's see, what setting should we start out with?" He pressed something on the base of the dildo, and it expanded between his fingers. "That'll do, I think." His gaze shifted to meet hers, and he smiled wickedly. "I'll expand it little by little until I'm ready to fuck you."
She swallowed nervously. "It looks pretty thick right now."
His laugh was deliberately sinister. "But not nearly as thick as I am."
Involuntarily, Jayla's eyes tracked to his crotch. The bulge under that tight black leather was indeed much broader than the menacing little dildo.
Gray stepped around behind her and crouched. She felt strong fingers part her ass cheeks, then the press of the cool, rounded head of the butt plug. Slowly he began to insert it. Feeling her muscles protest, she squirmed helplessly and moaned. It was wider around the middle than it was at either end to make sure it wouldn't slip out.
As he pushed the dildo deeper, the sense of being stretched increased, and she arched her back and gasped. "You have no idea how arousing you sound," Gray purred. "That's the thing with fucking a predator. The more helpless you feel, the hotter I get."
Suddenly two strong fingers stroked the lips of her sex and eased between them to slide deep into her creamy pussy. The stark pleasure of that penetration contrasted deliciously with the discomfort of the dildo. "Ooooh!"
"I see I'm not the only one getting hot," he rumbled. "Damn, but your cunt is almost as tight as your virgin ass. It must have been awhile."
Two years. Not since she'd come aboard the Starclipper and become infatuated with her handsome captain.
The hunger that had retreated into confusion in the face of his predatory lust suddenly blazed into life. God, she had to have him. "Fuck me, Captain!" She rolled her hips against his hand, humping his fingers. "For God's sake, don't make me wait anymore! I'm going crazy!"
"Eric, goddamn it. My name is Eric." He stood in a rush of snapped control and stepped around to face her, unsealing his pants with a single, impatient pass of his fingers. She gasped in joy as he swooped her into his arms. Her breasts hit his hard chest. The nipple clamps went flying as big hands closed over her thighs and dragged them wide.
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"Oh, yeah," he rumbled. "Like fucking a buttered vise."
He withdrew, the slick sensation of his shaft sliding along her channel wringing another delirious whimper from her lips. "You feel so incredible," she gasped. "You're so thick, so long....Oh, God!"
Gray laughed. "Wait until I take your ass." He lunged deep, sending a corkscrew of pleasure twisting up her spine. The dildo picked that moment to expand, stretching her rectum and rubbing against his cock through the thin membrane separating the two channels. She convulsed helplessly in his arms.
"I've fantasized about doing you," he said in her ear as he rammed hard into her cunt. Each stroke was delicious, a ravishing assault on her nervous system so intense she found herself hanging helplessly in his arms, unable to move as he pounded her. "I tried not to, but whenever I'd see you bend over your station, I'd imagine what it would be like to walk up behind you and take down those tight uniform pants. And fuck. And feed. Your pussy. Your ass. Your throat."
"Yes," she said, and quivered.
His long, strong hands dug convulsively into her thighs, holding her pinned against him as his powerful torso rolled, shafting her over and over. "God, I wish I could keep you," he gritted between his teeth. "I'd tie you to the bunk so I could have this creamy pussy whenever I want. Keep your tight little ass greased too. You wouldn't be able to walk by the time I let you go."
"God, yes!" Jayla gasped, wildly excited. Starbursts of light exploded behind her eyes as he lunged against her. She curled her calves against his muscled rump as her thighs began to twitch with the climax that built with every ruthless thrust. Squirming helplessly, she fought to get that last little bit of stimulation on her hard clit.
Then the dildo expanded in her backside again, and the rough pleasure kicked her over. She threw back her head and screamed. "Eric!"
"Yesss," he snarled. "Now you're mine!" His mouth clamped over the throbbing pulse in her throat as the tips of his fangs pressed her skin. Then he bit deep, sending a sharp, quick pain radiating up her spine as he began to drink in greedy swallows.
The startling sensation drove another spike of dark delight into her overloaded nervous system, and Jayla screamed again as her orgasm spiked even higher, even harder. She jerked and twisted in his arms as he feasted, his powerful hips shafting her without mercy.
Until at last he stiffened, growling against her throat as his cock began to jet cum deep in her clamping cunt.
By the time he drew his fangs from her throat and his dick from her delicious pussy, Jayla hung limp in her chains. But energy zinged through Gray's system, and he realized he wanted more.
More being her ass.
"Hmmm," he purred in her ear. "That was a nice appetizer. Just nice enough to take the edge off."
Her eyes snapped wide.
A grin tugging at his lips, Gray set her on her feet, instinctively steadying her when she swayed. When he sensed she could stand on her own, he dropped back into vampdom mode and stepped away to smirk down at her. "After that, I ought to be able to give your asshole just what it deserves."
She gulped, her eyes dropping to his sated cock. Lifting a brow, she grinned impishly. "The spirit may be willing...."
He laughed. "Oh, the flesh will be hard." Deft with long practice, he caught the crop that still dangled from his wrist by its strap and lifted it. "Especially once I put a half-dozen pink stripes across those pretty cheeks. Nothing puts me in the mood to ream a slave like watching her squirm under good caning."
This time he actually heard the gulp.
The expression on Gray's face was downright diabolical as he walked around behind her in a slow, panther-silent stride. Watching his big body move, his cock hardening with every step, Jayla felt her head grow light. His shaft looked so brutally long and powerful.
And he was going to drive it into her ass.
Stepping in close behind her, he reached out a hand to give her bottom a testing squeeze. "Mmm. Nice and firm. Just begging for the crop."
Between her cheeks, the plug chose that moment to expand, stretching her tight hole and reminding her just what her fate was to be. She bit down on her lip as arousal spread through her in a hot, honeyed tide.
Jayla twisted her head to watch in spiraling fear and desire as Gray stepped into position like a dancer, one big hand bringing the crop back. Even in her instinctive fear, the play of muscles in his chest and powerful arm struck her as beautifully erotic.
The crop whistled as it snapped forward and landed with a snap. She bounced onto her toes with an instinctive shriek.
"Oh, come on, Jayla!" Gray said, laughing. "I barely hit you."
And he hadn't, she realized. Her flesh stung lightly, but that was all. Even as that perception penetrated, the crop swished again, painting another stinging line across her butt. She jerked and shot a look over her shoulder at him.
His grin was broad and hungry, showing the full length of his fangs. His rock-hard cock jutted from his open fly, and his glowing eyes were locked on her ass. He stepped forward in a ripple of muscle....
WHAP!!
She sucked in a gasp. This blow had been a little heavier than the others, but still well within her ability to withstand. Yet something about it, about what he was doing, the wild, dark hunger in his eyes made her hotter than she'd ever been in her life.
Gray sent the crop whistling toward Jayla's tempting ass again, controlling the blow so it would land as an erotic sting more than true pain. This was more a symbolic caning than a real one, designed to establish dominance and turn her on.
And it was succeeding. There was a breathy quality to her gasps, and a salty tang intensifying in the air that told him she was growing richly wet. He licked his lips and laid the crop across her ass again. She jumped, the long line of her body twisting, round, beautiful cheeks flexing. Three faint pink streaks marked them as her butt began to redden and glow with engorging blood.
He changed the angle on the crop and came up with an underhand blow that bounced her onto her toes with a yelp. Her ass spread as her hips rolled up, and he glimpsed the butt-plug. Judging from the diameter, it was fully expanded, stretching her little anus deliciously.
He was going to stretch it a lot more.
The Hunger, sated briefly from his earlier feeding, roared back to life.
Jayla writhed, her backside stinging both inside and out from Gray's caning and that demonic plug of his.
"How does it feel, darlin'?" he rumbled.
"It hurts," she groaned, panting and shivering.
"Yeah....." WHAP! "But do you like it?"
"God, yes!" She was, in fact, amazed at how erotic the whole thing was. She didn't think she'd ever been this hot in her life.
"In a minute I'm going to take that plug out," he purred. WHAP! STING! "Know what I'm gonna do then?"
"Replace it with that huge cock?" Jayla writhed, squeezing her eyes closed.
"Oh, yeah. Right to the balls." WHAP! STING!
Fire shot through her bottom, and she jerked. "Damn, Eric, that hurt!"
"Not as much as it's going to when I start fucking your ass. And you're going to love every minute of it. Which is a good thing, since it's a bloodslave's job to bend over and offer her master her ass whenever he wants it."
When she glanced warily over her shoulder, she saw him take the single long, hungry stride it took him to reach her, his big shaft swaying, flushed dark with lust. She stared down at it and shivered. It looked huge.
He laughed, a dark rumble. "You'd better quiver, darlin'. It's been a long time since I've given a slave a good caning, and it's made me hot as a rocket thruster. And the fact that it's you.... Well, you may not be able to walk for a couple of days when I get through."
As his cock jabbed her butt, he reached around her body and down between her thighs. She moaned as his long fingers slid into her cunt. "Damn, you're wet," he purred in her ear, giving her a few leisurely thrusts that made her whimper in pleasure. "I pumped you full, didn't I?"
Jayla licked lips that were as dry as her sex was creamy. "Yeah."
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