Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  The minute we entered the place I knew it was going to be interesting. I was tempted to send him home on some excuse, for his own safety. The images Maghean was giving me from other people's thoughts were enough to make even her twitch.

  I was intrigued by one; a small girl, surely no more than twelve, in the far corner. She exuded an aura of innocence, of sanctity... Yet Maghean told me she took pleasure in killing people, in watching them die slowly. The girl's cherub exterior housed one of the worst horrors. She was a vampire.

  I moved quietly across the room to her, and bowed a bit, the snake flicking its tongue at her in greeting. The man standing next to her glanced at me, doing a double take. He fell back a step, looking to the girl for support or instruction, I wasn't sure which.

  The girl smiled at me, gesturing for me to sit beside her.

  We talked for several minutes about mundane things. I noticed at some point that my boyfriend had wandered away but realized to my own surprise, that I didn't care. The girl took advantage of my distraction, slipping her question into the conversation.

  "What are you?" I shrugged, not knowing the word for what I was becoming, also not sure if she spoke to me or to my companion. Maghean's voice came from my lips, speaking simply. "We are the Judge, the Punisher, the one who exacts Vengeance on those who displease us." I listened to the words, nodding in agreement. She looked directly into my eyes, searching for something. The snake uncoiled itself from my shoulders and curled up in my lap.

  The girl nodded, standing. Her companion gently took the snake from my lap as the girl led me into a back room.

  As the door shut behind us, she said quietly. "You know what I am." I nodded and she seemed pleased. "I know what you are as well. You are the vessel and the master of this demon... Tell me. How far would you go to enact its vengeance? Would you give your life to its hunger... Or to mine?"

  I hopped up onto the edge of a table, looking at her evenly. Maghean whispered in my ear that the girl wanted to make me a vampire. I asked quietly what she thought of this. Maghean found the idea pleasing, it would give me more strength, and power of my own.

  "I would do what was necessary."

  The girl nodded, and leapt at me. I did not resist as her fangs sank into my throat. I felt my life being drained from me slowly, exquisite torment. I found myself enjoying it as I had never enjoyed anything before. I found myself wanting the feeling to continue as she stopped, leaving me for a moment teetering at the edge of death. She said quietly. "I could leave you here to die now, you know this?" I found the strength to nod, and to speak. "But you won't." She laughed, tearing at her own wrist with her teeth and forcing the open wound to my mouth. "Drink, my childe."

  I felt it sear through me like fire. I was alive like never before, though my heart no longer beat, I no longer needed to breathe. I was dead in every sense of the word but I knew that I had received a tremendous gift. I was immortal now.

  It only lasted a few moments before she pulled her wrist away. I licked my lips, looking around as if for my second course. She smiled and pointed to a door at the opposite side of the room. "He waits." I knew what I would find.

  My boyfriend was chained to the wall. He looked terrified and confused. He looked relieved when he saw me, begging me to release him. The girl entered behind me, to watch. I glanced to her questioningly. "Feed." she said. "But do not kill or embrace him." I nodded and walked across the room to him.

  My new fangs slid easily into his throat, and his initial shock was quickly replaced by pleasure as evidenced by the hardness against my belly. I pulled back after a moment, grinning at his soft moan.

  The girl told me her name was Marilyn, and my companion would teach me the things I needed to know about what I was now. She said that she would return to check up on me, but that she was going to give me the chance to run free for a time before introducing me into her society.

  There were weeks or months, possibly even years, between that night and when she came again. I had made my boyfriend my thrall, my ghoul. Maghean and I had traveled the world with him in tow, searching out the many sins. Punishing where we saw fit or where it amused us.

  I found that the best hunting came in the deep underground studios where snuff films were shot. They became a useful tool in both exacting our vengeance, and seeking new victims. I had discovered within myself the power to bend others minds to my own will. I would send victims to the studios, then follow them there to watch them die. Maghean would take from their minds their worst fears and terrors, and we would suggest to the directors that those very same acts should be the ones to end the lives.

  The most entertaining was the 22 yr old man who had a fondness for molesting young girls in movie theatres. He was so repressed in his own homosexuality that he did not know it. His worst fear was to be drawn and quartered by naked masturbating men who would spurt across him at the very moment of his death. The look of surprise on his face, and the realization in his thoughts was simply... delicious...

  There was another, a housewife who after catching her husband with her own daughter, had slaughtered both. Even more than her disgust and her rage at what her husband had done... Was her fear that her own desire to bed her own son would be found out.

  We found every sin, tasted it, and savored it.

  We had become the ultimate vessel of vengeance, or so we felt. Yet there was one thing we did not know. A thought buried so deeply within Marilyn's mind that even Maghean had not seen it.

  She found us again, in one of our studios.

  In all our travels, we had never been put in front of the camera. Our own lives and safety had never been called into question. Even my thrall had always been safe.

  He had gone out earlier to run some errand, and was to meet us at the studio. When we arrived he was chained to the wall again, as he had been the night we met Marilyn. I went to release him, and a steel cage dropped over me. Maghean screamed out a warning just a moment too late. Something within the steel of the cage kept her from coming to my side. I screamed in pain. It felt that I was being literally ripped in two as my demon companion was separated from me.

  I threw myself at the bars, trying to break them, to bend them, to somehow release myself from this torment. My vision went red with my rage and my terror as I launched myself at the only viable target... My thrall who had once been my love... His life's blood filled me as my claws shredded at him, trying to tear a way through the spongy flesh that I in my rage hoped might provide escape.

  I knew the moment I had gone too far, as I felt the pain of his death added to the pain of being torn from Maghean. I screamed again, falling into a heap, my rage subsiding. I crawled to the bars, watching Marilyn as she enacted some sort of ritual. A pentagram, with the picture I had carried all this time. I screamed out against it, knowing what she was doing.

  Maghean was being taken from me. This is why I had been made, to buy time while Marilyn found the spell to take her. I remembered, as if from very long ago, the words of Christyne. Her saying that the one who released it would become its master.

  I knew, even as I scuttled across to the far wall, slipping in the gore that my former love had become, what would happen. I called out to Maghean who replied sadly that it was too late. She was no longer my own, she was now bound to Marilyn.

  The cage was raised, and Maghean came at me. I closed my eyes, knowing what was to come. In my thoughts Maghean whispered softly "Goodbye love." showing the last ounce of mercy she could manage.

  I felt my body condensed, squashed, then it was expanded as she worked the blood within me to a boil so that I would explode. She introduced into my mind a sense of peace and of justice, as if I were our final victim, which I was...

  I felt the pieces of me begin to separate from my body, flying in random directions, mixing with the gore of my once mortal love. The cameras were rolling, Maghean was there, I knew that even in death I would never be forgotten.

  Fire ran through me,
searing what was left of me.

  The last words I heard were Marilyn's. "She is mine now."

  The End.

  Welcum Home

  You walk in the door after a long day. I kneel on the floor in front of you, and pull off your shoes and socks then slide my fingers up the front of your pants and feel your cock through your pants. Running my fingers along the inside of your waist band, I unzip your pants. Then I slowly unbutton them and watch them as they slide down over your hips and down your thighs, to the floor. I find the tail of your shirt and as I stand up I slide my hand up your shirt. Slowly unbuttoning your shirt one button and one kiss at a time starting at your collar bone and working down to your waist. Then I slowly grab it and walking behind you pull it off and down your arms to throw it on the floor with he rest of your clothes.

  Grabbing your ass and rubbing it with the palm of my hand, I slowly walk back around to the front and facing you I step back to get a good look at you. Reaching out I touch your semi-hard cock. Moving closer to you I grab your forearm and part my legs until my thighs are straddling your thighs. Sliding down your body and back up again my pussy leaves a slightly damp trail on your leg. I gently lay my hand on your jaw and lean in to nibble your ear lobe and then come back to gently kiss your lips while going over to nibble on your other ear. Then coming back to your lips and gently circle them with my tongue before kissing you and sliding my tongue in your mouth, my hand slides down over your stomach and grabs your cock feeling it grow and pulse in my hand for just a second. Then my hands slide back up over your stomach and around your waist band to your fine ass exploring every inch of skin along the way.

  Since you've been working all day and your tired and stressed out some, you can lay down on your stomach while I sit beside you and squeeze a warm liquid on your shoulders working out all the tension in a slow circular motion. Then gently rubbing the length of your neck and gliding your jaw with the back of my hand I lean over to let my titties brush up against your back as I kiss your neck and run my tongue along it pressing my titties into your back and sliding them around. Then sitting back up my hands find your shoulders and start to rub with a little bit of pressure I find your spine and slowly travel down rubbing your muscles as I go down to your ass. My hands glide over your ass massaging the warm liquid into your skin. Then I dip my body low and press my titties against your ass as I rub down your legs. First massaging the warm liquid into your thighs and working down to your calves and feet. Paying special attention to every toe before traveling back up your legs and over your ass I let my titties stay against your ass as I take my tongue and run it back up your spine to your neck. I let my hands run through your hair and over your shoulders before running my hands down your arms to lace my fingers with yours.

  Then I rub back up your arms to your back and kiss you lightly before making you turn over on to your back, so I can straddle your hips letting my thighs trap you while I pour more warm liquid on to your stomach and little drops onto your chest. Then with my hips sensuously gliding along the length of your warm hard cock. My hands run up your chest to your shoulders my titties brush against your stomach as I run my fingers along your skin. Rubbing the lotion into your skin with deep even strokes and grinding hips. The pressure of my hips is growing more impatient as I find a soft nipple and moisten it with a flick of my tongue. Sucking and tugging on it with my mouth and lightly with my lips. Than I'll blow a slow steady breath of air over that hard nipple while my hand slides over your chest to the other one. I let my fingers gently rub it into a hard peek then flick it with my warm wet tongue. I slide down your body letting my hands follow gliding down over your chest to your hard cock. I stop so that my titties surround your cock as my tongue licks your belly button and follows on down until my body is between your legs and my face is level with your cock.

  Then I lick my lips in anticipation at putting that hard cock in my mouth. My hands slide up over your thighs to cup your balls. Then running my hand up the entire length of your magnificently hard cock and back down to the base I lean in to press a kiss to the very tip of its soft throbbing head. Then I dart my tongue out to flick the tip and circle the entire head. Feeling how smooth it is and feeling its throbbing pulse with my tongue before opening my mouth and letting you slide in just past my lips. Closing my mouth around your entire cock I let my tongue lick around it again before slowly taking it in my warm wet mouth. Then pulling it out and sucking it back in deeper. Until I can feel your entire length in my mouth and the head is poking my throat throbbing and straining to get deeper. I start to stroke you with my mouth deep into my throat a few times letting my lips close in around your cock tightly. Fucking you with my mouth in and out before stopping to lick your cock's full length with my tongue. Then getting to your balls I gently take them in my hand and run my tongue over them before sucking them in my mouth and letting them feel how warm and wet it is. Then my mouth goes back up your hard cock and I open my greedy mouth and take you in between my lips and plunge you deep in my throat over and over again. I start to feel you swell in my mouth. Your throbbing becomes intense.

  You grab my head with your hand and start raising your hips up to fuck my mouth, so I stop raising back up, I grab your hand and let you feel how wet my shaved little pussy is for you. With one finger, you slide in between my aching lips to find my wet clit throbbing for your touch. You flick it real quick with your finger before plunging your finger in my tight wet pussy drawing out more juices. Then I stop you and deep throat your finger sucking all of my pussy juices off your finger before straddling your hips. I let your cock find my wet lips and I slide along teasing myself with your cock while my mouth find yours and I kiss you hard. Then raising my hips up, I let your cock slip just inside my pussy hole and you grab my hips with your hands and pull me down on top of you hard. I moan, it feels good. Tight and warm and full of your cock. I start to rock back and forth slowly at first to savor the feeling of you being inside me stretching me and filling me up. Then feeling you growing inpatient I start to ride your cock up and down. You grab my titties in your hands and squeeze them hard. Then pinch my hard nipples sending waves of pleasure down my body straight to my pussy. I pick up the pace and ease back up and just before you slip out of my pussy you grab my hips and once again pull me down on top of you hard. We start fucking both needing to find the release and both wanting the other one to find it. You raise your hips to help.

  Meeting me with each thrust we go at each other in a state of longing and need both of us needing fulfillment. Then suddenly I feel myself start to clamp down on your hard cock. My pussy muscles tighten around you squeezing you. I start to moan louder as I cum. I want you to fuck me hard so you roll over on top of me and start fucking me with deep hard thrusts. I wrap my legs around your waist locking them at the ankle to keep you close. You start to feel that tingling in your balls so you fuck me a little harder and a little deeper.

  I squeeze my pussy lips around your cock as you start to moan. Your cock grows inside me and then you shoot your load deep inside my pussy. We stop thrusting so I can feel your cock as it cums inside me and my pussy can grab it and squeeze all the cum out. We look at each other and kiss hard before your cock slips out of my well fucked pussy. Then you roll off of me and I snuggle in against you resting my hand on your chest we dose off so we can go at each other again after some rest.

  The End.

  Designs for You

  It was a warm day for September. The leaves are still green and birds are flying about outside. Abigail Pinot was having trouble concentrating on her work on such a glorious day. She sat, wishing she could walk away but she had only a few changes to the designs and then she could shut down her computer. She wanted to get outside with a nice bottle of wine in her lawn chairs and breathe in the fresh air.

  It was Friday and she looked forward to unwinding into the weekend since she had no outstanding projects for the first time in months. She had been booked solid ever since she started freelance In
terior Design in the residential section. She wondered why she made the switch from the commercial end.

  When she was a designer for an architectural firm, she had more evening and weekends free. Plus the clients seemed tougher in residential design. It was more personal to the client since it was their home and reflecting their personal taste. The lure of the money and clients that seemed to come out of the woodwork for her tapped into her work-a-holic nature. She loved design so passionately and the luxuries her had work afforded her too much.

  She had first dates with men. She always found an excuse in a project or an appointment with a client that superceded a second date or a relationship. Her priority list was work and clients so her social life suffered.

  She was lost in thought watching a bird peck at the grass outside her home office window as the phone rang, "Abigail's Designs?" She answered.

  "Yes, hello" the strong male voice said on the other end, "I was directed to you by Miles McKinley, I just purchased a home and am in dire need of help furnishing it. I heard your designs are spectacular and I need to make an appointment with you today."

  "Who is this guy and why so late on a Friday does he need an appointment?," Abigail thought to herself. "I am sorry sir, I am afraid I didn't catch your name."