The Vampire's Prey

by Vivian Murdoch

  "Lucius, do I have your permission to exact penance from this woman as payment towards you and your family?"

  He nods but remains silent.

  "Come, pet."

  Evangeline shuffles her way over to me, her eyes downcast. I cannot tell if it's all remorse or if some of it is her trying to shield herself from prying eyes.

  "Strip."

  She looks up at me then, her eyes wide. Her fingers grasp her garment, and she looks out over all the faces in the crowd.

  "Focus on me, Evie. I've got you.”

  Her eyes fly back up to mine, and she eases the gown over her head. I stifle the growl in my throat as everyone looks upon my beautiful woman, but this is a punishment of my own choosing. I can hardly be mad at them for watching.

  "Wariza"

  Without hesitation, she kneels down at my feet before sliding her hips to the floor and looks up expectantly. A glow of pride burns inside my chest.

  "Take a look around you. Your actions put every one of them in danger.” I pause, so she can do as I order. "The punishment I extract will not only be for them but for me too. Instead of trusting me, you tried to kill me. I can understand your motives, but my understanding does not erase your guilt.” Smirking, I step closer to her. "What did I say when we first met? I am your god now. As such, you will take each and every lash I give you. At the end, you will say, forgive me master Adrian for I have sinned."

  Her face pales even more, but she still utters the words I love most, "Yes, sir."

  "Up."

  As she rises from the floor, I turn her around and place her against the cross. Her hands and wrists go into the cuffs, and I tighten them. fear quivers through her body, but I can also smell her arousal. Walking over to the stand, I pick up a flogger. Its design is very similar to the one she used on herself. I make my way over to her and ease her head to the side, so she can look at me. I show her the flogger and run my fingers through the falls.

  "Kiss it and tell me thank you for allowing you this penance."

  As her lips brush the falls, my cock springs to action. It's taking all my willpower just to go through with the punishment and not start rutting against her as she's bound to this cross.

  "Thank you, master Adrian, for allowing me this penance.” She whispers.

  Walking back behind, I swish the flogger in the air a few times, just to mess with her mind a bit. A few moments later, I land my first blow. Her ass jiggles so nicely under the impact. My balls are already heavy and tight with need. This will be a long night for both of us.

  "Forgive me, master Adrian, for I have sinned," her muffled voice squeaks.

  I let the falls fly again on the opposite cheek, delighted at the red blooming over her pink skin.

  "Forgive me, master Adrian, for I have sinned."

  On and on, I flog her, keeping a close eye on her body. I can tell she's nearing her point of being done. Her breath is ragged with her sobs, but she still dutifully cries out. I am so proud of her. After the last blow, her voice is a soft whimper, but I still hear it. Wetness coats her inner thighs and glistens on her lower lips. Unlatching her ankles, I turn her around. She hisses and moans pitifully as her abused back and ass come into full contact with the cross.

  "You can take it love, I know you can,” I whisper, unbuckling my pants and shoving them to the floor.

  With her hands still bound to the cross, I grab her thighs and wrap her legs about my waist before sinking deep inside her. Her cries spur me on as I thrust hard and fast into her silken heat.

  "You will not come without permission," I growl, picking up the pace. My balls are so tight, I feel as if I'm about to explode. "And you do not have permission. Not tonight. Naughty girls are not allowed to come."

  She tosses her head back, her eyes screwed shut. Her whimpers and moans fill the room and quickly turn into pleas. I know she's close, but I'm closer. With a roar, I come inside her. I mash my lips against hers and grind against her sensitive clit. Her whimpers bring a smile to my lips.

  "You are absolved my love," I whisper against her neck before sinking my teeth into her delicate skin. Flavor bursts on my tongue, sweeter than I've ever tasted from her. All her fear, lust, and desperation come pouring out of her as I drink my fill. Carefully, I retract my fang and lick the skin before brushing my lips across hers. "I love you, Evangeline."

  Her eyelids flutter a moment before she looks at me, her beautiful brown eyes shining with love and lust. "I love you too, master Adrian."

  Keeping her legs around me, I unlatch her arms and let her collapse onto me. Taking her into one of the alcoves, I lay her down on her stomach. Before I can step out, Lucius brings me a vial of cream and winks before leaving our area.

  "You did so well, pet," I praise her as I smooth cream over the welts and bruises covering her skin.

  "Am I really not allowed to come?" She whines up at me from the pillows.

  Throwing my head back, I roar with laughter. "After all of that, this is your main complaint?" I shake my head, still chuckling. "Not tonight dear. But trust me, if you're a good girl, you will come so many times."

  Sighing, she settles into the pillows with a smile on her face. I can look at that face for all eternity. That's when I realize for sure that she is my forever. Not tonight, and certainly not in the immediate future, but we will have that talk about her becoming my vampire bride. Until then, I'll just enjoy her sweet taste. All of them.

  Epilogue

  Evangeline

  Adrian shuffles about in the living area, and I know he's preparing for a scene. I can hear him gathering his implements of torture. That and Marion is staying with a friend for the week, so we aren't confined down in the dungeon.

  Turning around in the bathroom, I crane my neck to look at my butt in the one mirror Adrian is allowing me to have. Most of the bruises and stripes from that night are faded, and I'm filled with just a tinge of sadness. No matter. I plan to get many more before the night is out. I slip on a new teddy I ordered that mimics the look of rope criss crossing my skin. He's going to love it. Of that, I'm sure.

  Tiptoeing past the living room, I make my way towards the foyer. I quickly slip on some shoes before walking into the living room.

  "Right on time.” He grins looking at the outfit.

  My nipples harden under his intense gaze. The moment he notices the shoes, however, his smile turns into a frown. Wetness gathers at my folds as he stalks towards me, his brows drawn tightly together.

  "We have rules in this house."

  "Do we, sir?"

  Scowling, he looks down at my feet. I follow his gaze and pop my right foot back and strike a cute pose.

  "You know you're not allowed shoes past the foyer."

  "Oh!" I smack my forehead in mock consternation. "We do, don't we? Well, I'm very sorry, sir."

  Adrian smirks and stoops low to toss me over his shoulder. I squeal and squirm as he walks me back to the foyer and yanks my shoes off. They clatter to the floor in a thunderous racket.

  "Now, now, that's not putting them up neatly," I chide, trying to keep the giggle out of my voice.

  "Don't worry, you'll be straightening them up later."

  His hand cracks against my sits spots, and I gasp as warmth floods the area. Walking me over to the couch, he stands me back up before leaning me over the arm of the couch. My backside shoots straight up into the air as my face squishes into the cushions. A cool draft washes over me before Adrian's lips skim my ass. Shivering, I arch my back up, giving him better access.

  He rewards me with a sound smack to my bottom. A slight sting zips through the area, and I moan pitifully into the couch.

  "Did I say you can move," he growls against my pussy. "I'll pleasure you when I'm ready and not a moment before. Now then," his voice drifting further away. "There is this matter of your willful disobedience."

  I smile against the couch cushions, waiting for the next blow on my backside. Instead, he grabs my calf and hoists my feet up into the air. Thinkin
g he's about to tickle me, I squirm against his hold and try to free my feet. Instead of his fingers, a slice of pain flairs through my sole. I struggle hard against him, but Adrian holds firm. Moments later, pain flairs through the opposite foot.

  "Bastinado is quite effective for training wayward feet. Wouldn't you agree?"

  "No, sir," I squeak, my fingers clawing at the couch, trying to get enough leverage to pull away. It doesn't work.

  "Oh, I think it's quite effective," he murmurs, striking my soles back and forth several times.

  None of them are hard enough to really hurt, but the sting drives up my arousal. The gusset of my lingerie is soaked and stretched tight against my clit. Moaning, I slide back and forth, using the friction to ease some of the pent-up lust. Chuckling, he drops his implement and peppers my ass with smacks before shoving me fully onto the couch. Before I can catch my breath, he flips me over and pulls me back towards him, draping one leg over the arm of the couch and letting the other one dangle.

  His lips skim up my inner thigh, and he nips the tender skin every so softly. Groaning, I grip the couch, trying to keep my hands still. He stopped last time I moved, and I want to get off so badly right now that I feel like I might die if he stopped again.

  "Good girl," he mutters, working his way up.

  At last his tongue starts at the base and slides up to my clit. My eyes cross as pleasure bursts through me. He licks me several more times before sliding his fingers into me. I clench against him, feeling his fingers stretch me.

  "Please sir," I moan.

  "Wanting to come already?" He teases before closing his lips over my clit.

  I'm trying so desperately not to move, but all I want to do is ride his fingers until I get off. "Please," I beg, not caring about the needy whimper in my voice.

  "Very well, my love. Since you've asked so nicely."

  His fingers start pumping in and out as his lips tease my clit. Adrian alternates sucking and licking, and it's driving me wild. Arousal starts building up, and I know I'm not going to last long. Groaning, I bare down on his fingers. He curls them up and really hits that spot inside that makes my legs quiver. With a scrape of his teeth on my clit, I scream out my climax, but he doesn't stop. I pull back trying to escape the onslaught of his fingers.

  "Oh no. You wanted to come so badly, now you're not going to stop until I'm through with you."

  I look down and lock eyes with him. He's serious! My body is warm and feverish, a stark contrast with his cool skin. I try again to pull away, but even as I do, another orgasm looms. I throw my hands back over my head in defeat and let him have his way with me.

  With his fingers still deep inside of me, he uses his other hand and moves his fingers back and forth very fast over my clit. Moans pour from my lips as he wrings yet another orgasm from me. As I crest that one, he bites down on my inner thigh, his hands still moving at their rapid pace. My scream lodges in my throat as pain and pleasure mix into my most powerful orgasm yet.

  Adrian swipes his tongue over the wound before picking up my limp body from the couch. He lays me on the floor and barely gives me time to breathe before he thrusts hard inside me. His muscles ripple under my hands as I cling to him, my body coiling tightly. I didn't think I had anymore left in, but Adrian brings his fingers down in between us and alternates rubbing and tapping my clit. I ride him just as hard as he's riding me, matching him stroke for stroke.

  His cock swells inside me, and I know he's close. We both are. With a shout, I orgasm one more time as he thrusts deeps and holds me against him. His groans mix with mine as he comes right along with me.

  I close my eyes, my breaths coming in pants. His cool fingers flutter over my skin, soothing here, pinching there. Smiling, I look up at him.

  "Will it always be like this?"

  "I mean, I do have work to do, and so do you," he teases, leaning down to give me a tender kiss.

  "You know what I mean," I giggle, running my fingers across his jaw, memorizing his face with my fingers.

  Adrian captures my wrist and brings my fingers up to his lips. He nibbles them for a moment, making my insides squirm.

  "Always," he whispers against my skin.

  THE END

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  Vivian Murdoch is a sassy, mouthy submissive who loves the written word. Though her day job keeps her hands busy, her mind is constantly crafting sexy worlds for her characters to play in. She lives with her own alpha hottie and three cats, all of whom are severely spoiled. Because she likes to write from a position of knowledge, whenever she can, she’ll try out whatever hellish ordeal she’s going to put her characters through first. Thus, in this household, “for science” is said very frequently.

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