Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2001 21:47:46 EST
From: Skip1706@aol.com
Subject: Submission To A Vampire 1

This story contains some graphic depictions of male on male vampirism, S&M,
B&D and other masochistic sexual practices.  If you don't have an
appreciation for these practices please don't read the story.  Other than
that I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed dreaming it up.


Submission To A Vampire


Chapter I

He was naked standing in front of me.  His skin was jet black, like black
granite and smooth everywhere.  He was standing in a pool; it was glowing
with a low level of light that looked like it came from underneath.  The
liquid was cloudy and opaque and covered his legs to his upper thighs. His
whole body was glistening with the substance in the pool.  His body was
beautiful.  I am six foot two and he must have stood a good six inches
taller than me.  In the shadows that formed his muscles his torso was
better then well defined.  His hair was black and silky looking hanging
almost to his shoulders.  He was bulging with muscles all over and his
abdomen formed that V shape that led to a huge hairless cock that that must
have been at least nine inches long.  I couldn't exactly tell because the
midnight-black shaft was hanging downward and the crown was hanging just
beneath the surface of the pool.  With all of that his face was deceptively
innocent looking and attractive.  The torches that lit the chamber cast
shadows upon everything and the dancing light played tricks on my eyes but
I knew we were alone standing together in his chamber.

I was standing at the edge of the pool; the room had four columns set
square around the round pool, which must have been fifteen feet across.
There were burning torches lighting the chamber, and the exit was gone now.
The stone floor was cold under my feet and all I could do was stare at him.
The pool was surrounded with steps that lowered into the liquid, and I was
standing at the front edge where they had left me. The warmth from the
anointment, whatever that meant, started to wear off.  Despite the
jet-black silk robe that was covering me I was getting cold.  The pool
looked warm.

 I wanted to enter pool, but fear had stopped me from walking to him.  I
couldn't move. My cock was so hard it was throbbing with that pleasurable
pain that you get when your body wants to explode with orgasmic ecstasy but
can't.  I looked into his face.

"Come to me," he spoke.  His voice echoed forcefully through the cavern.
We were alone, and the force of his voice barely reached me.  His face was
innocent looking and I continued to gaze at him.  Paralyzed by amazement at
where I was I managed to untie the braided silk rope that held the robe on
my body and let it fall to my feet.  I was beyond control of what was going
to happen now, I had been since I arrived back in September for college.
Who or what was this handsome demon standing in front of me?  What did he
want?  What was going to happen to me?  It was panic that filled me next.
Panic that I wouldn't be able to escape.  Panic that I couldn't and hadn't
been able to control what was happening to me.  My cock burned with more
pleasure, the curiosity about what was to come drove me to stand silently
still in the fire light.  Staring at the handsome abomination that stood
before me.

"Come!" he said forcefully.  I took a step closer, I was on the edge of the
pool ready to step down the one step into whatever was going to happen.
The unknown provided me with a sense of pleasure that I had never
experienced.  I suppose it was out of fear, I could barely resist at this
point.

"Come," he said louder and his eyes began to glow with a red halo.  There
was a nimbus of red light surrounding his handsome eyes, illuminating his
jet-black skin.  They flashed brightly and for a moment I saw his gorgeous
face clearly.  My mouth watered for the wanting of his kiss.  At that point
I knew I was his.  The room was sealed and I couldn't escape my mind was at
ease with the carnal lustful pleasure that lie ahead at the hands of this
demon, I began to understand what was happening.

I couldn't resist; I stepped down, one step.  Then the second step into the
liquid.  It was warm around my feet and ankles.  The silky liquid was warm
and didn't impede entry into the pool and to whatever the being calling me
to my destiny had in store for me.  I stepped deeper into the pool.  Down a
few more steps and I was standing, as he was, waist deep in the smooth
silky slick liquid.  The floor under the warm liquid was soft and
comfortable under my feet, and I was no longer cold.

His hand was now reaching for me with the liquid dripping from his out
reached clawed fingers.  Stepping closer I reached for his hand. He clasped
his powerful jet-black hand around mine.  I knew in my mind that I was his,
but I still had to surrender my body and soul to him.  It was just a matter
of time now.



I awoke with a shutter.  The words "you will be mine" and "come" echoed
through my mind as they had always done since I had started having this
dream.  I had only started having this dream since I came to school in this
place back in September.  I had fooled around with guys in high school and
had dreams about sex but never this vivid.  I had never been fucked but
decided to keep a low profile when I got to this school.  Maybe it was from
the freedom of being a freshman in college and that sooner or later I knew
I was going to experiment.  It was the end of October now and I thought
that I would start to scope out places where I could get some action and
possibly get laid that weren't too open.



Chapter II



 My cock was wet with jisim and my bed was a mess.  I looked across the
room and my roommate's bed was made, he hadn't slept in it.  I guess he was
out partying all night.  The dorm was quiet because it was Saturday and
that was the norm since everyone had been out partying on Friday evening.
They were celebrating the end of midterms; it was called Halloween mid-term
madness.  I had been so exhausted from studying that I decided to stay and
sleep.  That was the excuse everyone had gotten.  I was nothing near
exhausted.

I actually wasn't tired, I just wanted to stay in and hope to have that
dream again.  It always ended in the same place and the same way.  Besides,
waking up in a pool of jisim was ok with me.  Especially from this dream.
I knew it wasn't real but it sure felt good waking up that way and my
roommate had no clue.  I had things to do before the bonfire and the
costume party, so I did some laundry and got dressed.

I needed to get my car to the service station and walk back to campus; I
didn't want to miss the costume mid-term bonfire at the castle tonight.  It
took me an hour.

 It sucked being on a campus where there were few people like me.  No one
hated us; it just turned out that that there were few of us.  I only knew
one and decided that I didn't like him and he didn't know that I was gay
like him.  Since there weren't any others being open about it I decided to
keep my mouth shut and fit in until I felt comfortable with the new friends
that I was making.

I got dressed and dropped off the car.  The brakes needed to be done and it
needed a tune-up.  I asked the service station owner to fix it, leave the
door unlocked and leave the keys under the mat.  I would pick it up later;
I paid him and walked back to campus.

Seven thirty rolled around and the bonfire started at nine, I decided to
clean up and get the car.  I showered and put on my costume. One of the
sorority girls asked me to go as a swashbuckler and I agreed.  I think she
liked me and she was hot I thought about fucking her but it didn't suit me.
Girls just didn't turn me on at all.  They girls were going as maidens.  I
supposed they wanted me to join a fraternity so they were all being
friendly to me.  I put on my tights, and the top which covered me to my
lower thighs grabbed my plastic sword and left.  No one in town would think
it odd that I was in costume, this was an annual college tradition so I
didn't care that I was dressed oddly and the townies expected it.

When I got to the service station the car was outside, I grabbed the door
handle and it was locked.  I tried the other handles and they were locked
as well.  I muttered a curse to myself and decided that beyond breaking a
window there was no way I was going to get in the car.  It was dark now and
I would have to walk back to campus and go to the bonfire and get the
station owner to drop it off to me in the morning.

It took me half an hour to get back to campus, it was probably about none
o'clock and I could see the glow from the bonfire and hear the cheers from
my classmates having a great time up in the courtyard of castle hill.  I
was a little excited, I was starting to fit in and I wanted to get there.
Even if they didn't know about me it was ok, I wouldn't let it deter me
from having some fun.  I started walking up the walkway and decided to take
the wooded path.  This way I wouldn't have to walk all the way around to
the front of the campus to go up the main path of the castle-courtyard.
This would get me up there more quickly.  There was a full moon and it was
cold and a bit breezy.  That was ok, I thought since it would be warm by
the fire and I would be there in about ten minutes anyway.







Chapter III



Halfway through the woods I saw about ten tall people standing in the trees
in brown hooded robes.  They were tall and I guessed they were guys.  I
supposed they were in on of the fraternities and I waived hello and kept
walking.  Next thing I knew they were surrounding me.  It happened quickly.

"You will come with us," one spoke in a deep voice.  They were all standing
around me no matter what way I turned my path was blocked.

"I don't want to," I replied sternly but nervously, "I am going to the
bonfire."  I tried to push my way through.  They didn't budge, it was like
trying to push a statue made or marble.

They grabbed me and I struggled as they wrestled me to the ground.  One
covered my mouth with a gag as they tied my hands and bound my ankles. I
couldn't yell for help. I was bucking like a bronco as one slipped a plank
under me as the rest tied me to it.  They carried me away from the bonfire
deeper into the forest.  I was scared and couldn't break free.  They must
have been carrying me for at least two hours, and we were miles from the
college campus in the middle of nowhere.  I couldn't believe who ever they
were that they were carrying me this far. I attempted to break free but
couldn't.

We came to the base of a rock ledge and they somehow had door open in it
right out of the rock.  You would have never known it was there.  It closed
and we were in a descending corridor that was lit with torches.  They
carried me down as I struggled more, now filled with panic and rage
struggling uselessly against my bonds.  This was no dream and I was scared
as all hell.

	We came to a dark room and they placed me on the floor.  I had a
feeling of despair and remorse; it must have been from this place.  It was
evil, the feeling passed quickly.  I heard chains rattle and the cold bond
of steel around my ankles and wrists.  The bonds were cut and I tried to
run, but where.  I couldn't see and I didn't know where the hell I was.
The chains pulled tight against my ankles and wrists and pulled me into the
air.  No doubt my captors were very busy doing whatever they set out to do.

I was now suspended above the floor, arms and legs chained with what I
guessed were shackles swaying back and fourth in the pitch black.  A torch
was lit, and there were two of the people in the brown robes standing in
front of me.  I was still gagged, hanging there afraid of what was going to
happen.  I guessed that the rest were standing in the shadows beyond the
range of the light the torches were casting.  They dropped their robes and
were two completely naked men.  They looked identical in every way.  You
couldn't tell the difference between them whatsoever.  They were attractive
with pale white skin, almost marble looking, with jet-black hair.  They had
nice sized cocks but their bodies looked as if they were made of marble.

"We are here to prepare you for the anointment," one spoke in a soft
masculine voice.

I couldn't answer, I was gagged.  There was there was that feeling in the
air, that this was an evil place.

The silent one grabbed a sharp looking knife from a wooden table that was
at the edge of the light and approached me.  I took a deep breath as he
brought the knife to my neck.  Faced it outwards and cut the top of my
costume from the neck to the bottom.  I was pissed it cost a hundred
dollars to rent.  I amused myself with that brief thought given the gravity
of the situation.  I tried to struggle against the chains to no avail.  All
I did was sway and moan with the gag in my mouth.

I was hanging there bare chested. He did the same to the white tights and
my underwear.  Now I was hanging there naked, helpless and cold.  Even if I
could yell we were underground no one would hear.  I'm dead, I thought.
Yet I couldn't fathom it.  Call it denial, but I was right.

"You must be prepared," the other one chanted grabbing what looked like a
razor from the table.  He approached me.  I was paralyzed with fear at what
he did next.  He began shaving me with a straight edge razor, I dare not
move.  First my cock, then my arm pits then the rest of the hair from my
body.  Except for my head.  I was pretty smooth but they removed all of the
remaining hair from my body.

The chains were beginning to hurt my ankles and wrists'; hanging there was
no picnic.  I was about 2 feet above the floor when I began to rise higher.
I began to turn perpendicular to the floor, the chains and shackles were
holding my body taught and it was painful.  I began to lower and I was now
lying on a smooth stone table.  It must have risen from the floor.  The
table was cold against my back, and though I was lying down the chains were
holding me tight and I couldn't turn or twist.

When the faces of what I guessed were the men that had abducted me fell
into view around me they were all the same.  They looked like statues with
black hair and marble skin.  All ten were naked and standing silent
surrounding me.  I was scared but still gagged and I couldn't move.

I knew what was to take place, I was still afraid because it was real this
time.  The dreams must have been an omen to prepare me for what was to
come, but suddenly this place was familiar. It was daja'vu.

The room grew lighter, as torches began to mysteriously light up on their
own.  The dim firelight flooded in around me revealing four columns each
was ten feet back from the stone table.  Each column had chains leading out
of openings attached to a large wooden beam, one at my head and one at my
feet.  Each wooden beam had chains attached to it on both sides running to
the shackles holding me and into the columns supporting the beams.  I was
hanging there with shackles at each of my ankles and wrists suspended in
mid air from the tension put on my body by the entire assembly.  The
ceiling was high and when the light began to spread higher into the chamber
I began to wonder just how deep underground I was.  Above me were what
looked like six levels of statues, they all had marble skin and jet black
hair.  They were identical to the ones that were standing around me. There
must have been three hundred of them and their cocks were erect and hanging
over me.  The "statues" around the table might have had the same cocks but
the table was higher then their waists so I had no way of knowing.  They
were all very attractive in a sick kind of way.

Then it began happening.  The assembly I was attached to raised above the
table a two feet and began turning.  The shackles hurt a bit but the
excitement and fear was building within me.

"The anointment begins," the statue spoke, "your body is to be prepared for
the Master.  Your soul, is another question.  You may let him have it, or
not."

I didn't understand that.

Then I felt a warm splatter on my chest, them my legs, face and all over my
body.  Cum, it was cum!  Jisim was raining down from the statues above.
Hundreds of what I thought were stone cocks were spouting their juice all
over me.  Covering me.  I saw it dropping and dripping between the out
stretched arms of the statues surrounding me, landing on me.  As I rotated
around the table was covered with the cum, it was flowing over the sides as
it dripped off of me or the outreached arms of statues that were
surrounding me.  Their hands and forearms glistened with the cum as it
covered them too.  They looked cold and hard despite being covered in the
hot cum that was raining from above.  It didn't stop.

I was getting a bit dizzy though I was turning slowly, and the twenty hands
of the ten statues began massaging and rubbing every inch of my body.
Their hands were soft and warm as they rubbed the cum into my body.  The
gag over my mouth began to get saturated with all of the cream that was
falling.  I began to cough because I couldn't breathe and they removed it.
This allowed me to lick my face and taste what was falling from above onto
my naked body.  I could see some of the cocks spewing spunk from above as I
turned.  Through the fear I allowed myself to enjoy the evil massage while
it lasted.  I even got a hard on from it and I could have sworn I blew a
load while I was hanging there.  The shower had ended as unexpectedly as it
had started, leaving me drenched in jisim.  The fear returned and was
growing larger.

It was an evil place, there were bad vibrations emanating from all around.
I could feel them and fear them but I was powerless to stop them.

I had realized there was no escape for me.  Fear and confusion filled me,
as I was lowered back to the table a cage was also lowered over me.  It fit
the outer dimensions of the table and didn't allow me to sit up.  The
chains were released and I lay there soaked in cum, exhausted.  I was
panicked, tired, scared and hungry.  I fell asleep from sheer exhaustion of
trying to escape from the cage.





Chapter IV



I woke up what must have been hours later.  I was dry, but had that sticky
gummy feeling from all of the cum I had been showered with.  It was a
strange but pleasurable feeling.  It was drafty and I was a bit cold.  I
thought I was going to wake up in my dorm room but this was no dream.  The
same cage, the same fire lit room, except now it was a nightmare.  I
believed that I knew how this would end, and I shuttered with that cold
feeling that runs through your body when you are afraid for your life.
When the bad omen of deja'vu fills you with fear.

The statues approached me and raised the cage a bit.  Just enough to get
their hands in and keep me from getting out.  They grabbed my ankles and
wrists and their grip now felt like stone.  I couldn't move as the cage was
raised.  I did struggle.  It was useless, they obviously could transform
between flesh and stone and I was overpowered.  There was no way to fight
them.

The ten of them moved in a fluid like way as so that their grip was still
on me as they stood me up.  They placed a black silk robe on me not letting
go but maneuvering their grip so that they could place the robe over my
body.  The statues flowed around me like a liquid, yet they were as solid
as stone.

They tied a silk rope around the waist and carried me to a dark corner of
the room and down what felt like a stone staircase, it was pitch black.  We
were walking deep into the darkness.  I struggled causing myself great
pain, again it was useless.

We emerged in a round room with another four columns surrounding a pool
that looked about fifteen feet across; it was filled with a silvery opaque
liquid.  The pool glowed from some kind of light underneath.  There was a
shadow in the middle that resembled the submerged figure of a man, but I
couldn't make it out. The columns each had a single torch burning in a
canister hung about twelve feet above the floor.  There were two shackles
on the floor with very short chains near the pool.

I knew what was about to happen.  I panicked and began to buck against the
statues, but I couldn't break free.  I had seen this place before. I had
dreamed it, but it couldn't be happening.  The panic and sheer terror
flooded into my thoughts.

The stone men chained my ankles to the two small shackles that were bolted
to the floor about five feet from the pool and left me there.  I was cold
again and there was no description for the anxiety that I felt, I knew what
was going to happen.  Or at least I thought I knew. I tried to free myself;
it was too painful to struggle against the cold steel shackles at my
ankles.





Chapter V



The statues left the room.  A stone slab fell at the entryway to the
chamber with a loud thud.  The shackles released themselves from my ankles
and I lay there in the robe.  Scared, cold and still sticky from the cum
bath I had been given hours ago.  I jumped up immideatly and ran for where
the door had been and began slamming and hollering on the stone slab for
help.  It was a panicked futile attempt at escape or rescue.  The stone
must have been ten feet thick because it didn't feel hollow and I knew that
no one could hear on the other side.

"I have brought you here for my pleasure," a strong voice had sounded from
about fifteen feet behind me, "you were my lover in another life ages ago,
and you will be again," the voice finished a bit louder and more
forcefully.

I turned, stunned.  It's amazing what you can't hear in the silence of
panic and desperation when you are trying to escape your destiny.  The
shadow that looked like a man lying at the bottom of the pool had risen out
of the liquid and was standing at its dead center.

My true captor was naked and standing in front of me.  His skin was jet
black, like black granite and smooth everywhere.  He was standing in a pool
and the liquid was glowing with a low level of light that looked like it
came from underneath.  The liquid was cloudy and opaque and covered his
legs to his muscular upper thighs. His whole body was glistening with the
substance in the pool.  He must have been the shadow I saw lying at the
bottom of the pool, and he must have been lying there for quite a while,
waiting.  His body was beautiful.  I am six foot two and in great shape and
he must have stood a good six inches taller than me at six foot eight. He
must have weighed at least two hundred pounds and was all muscle.  In the
black shadows that formed his muscles his torso was better then well
defined.  His hair was black and silky looking hanging almost to his
shoulders.  He was bulging with muscles all over and his abdomen formed
that V shape that led to a huge hairless cock with a jet-black sack.  His
balls were dripping silvery droplets of the liquid from the pool.  They
hanging low and almost touching its surface.  His sack was nice and hefty
looking and looked almost as big as two of my fists.  His cock must have
been at least nine inches long.  I couldn't exactly tell where it ended
because the midnight-black shaft was hanging downward and the crown was
submerged just beneath the surface of the pool.  I stopped and stared at
his body as the liquid gleamed off of him and ran downward into the barely
rippling pool.  With all of that, his face was deceptively innocent looking
and attractive.  Where our eyes might have been white, his were a light
orange with bright red corneas.  He was evil looking yet handsome.  The
torches that lit the chamber cast shadows upon everything and the dancing
light played tricks on my eyes but I knew we were alone.  This was real; it
was much more vivid than the dream.  The masculine odors, the sights and
the feelings, I knew this was real.  What happened next confirmed it.  We
were alone in his chamber.

This is where the dream always ended.  In my inner most thoughts I had
always desired for it to continue, but it was a dream.  Now in reality I
was about to find out what I had dared to dream.  Fear for my life still
gripped me and I was unsure that I wanted this reality to continue.  I had
no choice.





Chapter VI



"You are from my dreams," I muttered, "This can't be real."

"It is," he replied, "I sent you the dreams, to prepare you for your
sacrifice, to me."  "Come to me," my captor demanded impatiently, " your
destiny is as hand," he smiled an evil smile lifting his hand reaching out
to me.

	"Who are you," I asked?

	"I," he hesitated as if he expected me to know, "am an ancient
demon, banished to this pool and place for all eternity."

	"If you are banished," I asked, "how can you do all of this.  Make
me have the dreams and bring me to this place."

	"I have amassed my power to retake what was once mine over three
thousand years ago, you are the start," he replied.

	"What do you want with me?"

	"You will be my lover, you will know an eternity of carnal lust and
pleasure like no man has ever known," his eyes flashed a glowing bright
red, I was afraid for a moment but it passed.  "I will take you and you
will be at my side when I conquer those who banished me."  His voice was
strong and mesmerizing.  It all made sense now.  I knew what I had to do.
I turned to him and stepped towards the pool.  I was still afraid, but I
approached him.  There was no doubt about it, this was an evil place and it
all began to make sense.

	"No," I said.

	"You will come now, I will have you as my lover," his voice boomed
with impatience, and his eyes flashed that evil red glow again. I
shuttered.

	The nightmares were to prepare me, he must have known the carnage
of my fate to come would be easier to accept if there were familiarity to
this place.

I found myself standing at the edge of the pool; the room had four columns
set square around the round pool, which must have been fifteen feet across.
There were burning torches lighting the chamber, and the exit was gone now.
The stone floor was cold under my feet and all I could do was stare.  The
pool was surrounded with steps that lowered into the liquid, and I was
standing at the front edge where statues had left me.

"Come to me my love," he raised his hand reaching for me.  My cock rose a
bit between my legs at hearing that.  His eyes opened wide at seeing my
masculinity rise through the black robe.  It meant to him that he would get
his pleasure and flesh and that I had in a way already surrendered my body
to him.  What I didn't know was the he wanted my soul.

 I wanted to enter pool, but sheer terror had stopped me from walking to
him.  I couldn't move. My cock was so hard it was throbbing with that
pleasurable pain that you get when your body wants to explode with orgasmic
ecstasy but can't.  I looked into his face and saw the carnal evil lust in
his crimson red eyes.  I then knew I was flesh to him, for his pleasure and
for his consumption, but there was more.  I was beyond panic; the fate I
was consigned to just dawned upon me.  There was no escape. Everything else
began to have less meaning; college, friends and the entire outside world
began to fade from my mind.

"Come to me," he spoke, "sacrifice you body and soul to me you will know no
greater pleasure."  His voice echoed forcefully through the cavern.  We
were alone, and the force of his voice barely reached me.  His face,
despite his appearance, was innocent looking and I continued to gaze at
him.  I couldn't pin an age on him he was just timelessly handsome and
despite my premonitions of great evil I found him alluringly beautiful.

Paralyzed by amazement at where I was I managed to untie the braided silk
rope that held the robe on my body and let it fall to my feet.  I was
losing my ability and desire to resist him.  The demon's eyes opened wide,
he must have liked what he saw.  I was in good shape, thirty-two waist, six
foot two and muscular with an eight inch cock bulging to its most
magnificent proportions between my legs.  I weighed about one hundred and
seventy pounds and was an all-muscular nineteen-year-old college freshmen.
With thanks to my stone statue friends there wasn't a hair on my body,
except the hair on my head which was pasted to my scalp form the cum bath
they gave me.  I was still afraid.

"I can smell that you have been properly anointed," he said, "the statues
provided you with great pleasure and fear.  They were preparing your body
and mind for me."  I hadn't realized it but I did smell musky from all of
that cum, and it must have been contributing to my arousal as much as it
was to his.

  I was beyond control of what was going to happen now.  I had been since I
had come to this place.  Who or what was this handsome demon standing in
front of me?  What did he want?  What was going to happen to me?  It was
panic that filled me next.  Panic that I wouldn't be able to escape.  Panic
that I couldn't and hadn't been able to control what was happening to me.
My cock burned with more pleasure, the curiosity about what was to come
drove me to stand naked and silently still in the firelight.  Staring at
the handsome abomination that stood before me.  I was naked and
defenseless.  I thought of running, but to where?

"Come, we wait no more!" he said forcefully. "Three-thousand years is a
long time, I must have you again."  I hesitated.  His eyes flashed that red
glow again.  I took a step closer, I was on the edge of the pool ready to
step down the one step into the liquid and to whatever was going to happen.
The unknown provided me with a sense of pleasure that I had never
experienced.  I suppose it was out of fear, I could barely resist at this
point.

"Come," he said louder and his eyes began to glow with a red halo.  There
was a nimbus of red light surrounding his handsome eyes, illuminating his
jet-black skin.  They flashed brightly and for a moment I saw his gorgeous
face clearly.  My mouth watered for the wanting of his kiss.  At that point
I knew I was his.  The room was sealed and I couldn't escape my mind at
ease with the carnal lustful fate that lie ahead at the hands of this
demon, I began to understand what was happening.





Chapter VII



Not being able to resist any longer.  I stepped down, one step.  Then the
second step into the liquid.  It was very warm around my feet and ankles.
It was so warm that it didn't impede entry into whatever the being calling
me to my destiny had in store for me.  I stepped deeper into the pool.
Down a few more steps and I was standing, as he was, almost waist deep in
the thick silky smooth slick jisim that filled the pool.  Yes, it was cum.
I didn't understand any of this, I doubt that I was supposed to but the
pool was filled with thousands of gallons of cum.  The floor under the warm
liquid was soft and comfortable under my feet, and I was no longer cold.

His hand was now reaching for me, the cum from the pool was dripping from
between his fingers and the long black talons he had for fingernails.
Stepping closer I reached for his hand. He clasped his powerful
granite-black hand around mine.  I knew in my mind that I was his, but I
still had to surrender my body and soul to him.  It was just a matter of
time now.

He pulled me closer so that I was standing before him.  I looked directly
at his perfectly cut pecks.  His tits were jet black halos on each of his
pecks and must have been at least three inches in diameter.  His nipples
were standing erect and I was craving to taste his cum covered tits but I
was still frozen in fear.  His other hand still submerged in the lake of
jisim touched me between my legs.  My captor ran his clawed fingers up my
submerged thighs, between my legs and then behind my balls.  He massaged my
submerged thighs and cock as they marinated in the juices of the pool.  It
was warm and silky smooth over my lower body.  I watched as his hand fell
back into the pool and rose up to my chin dripping with more of the spunk,
he ran it from my chin to my chest covering my pecks, nipples and abdomen
with the jisim.  It felt so good.  What I didn't know was that he was
basting me in his juices, for his and my ultimate pleasure.  He hadn't let
go of my other hand.  I stood there shaking; I didn't know if it was fear
or sheer excitement at the anticipation of what might follow.

"Fear not," he said, "you have taken your first steps into my world, you
will soon let your inhibitions run wild."  The evil one spoke as his hand
again found more jisim from the pool releasing it all over my body.  When I
was fully covered in spunk and glistening as he was he cupped his clawed
hand swooped it into the pool, lifted it back up and forced it in front of
my mouth.  I didn't react.  His other hand released my hand and ran gently
over my cum covered ass and up my back to the base of my neck.  He squeezed
the back of my neck with his black talons and my mouth opened from the
pain.

"Taste," he demanded.  I did. "You must take my essence inside and out if
we are to be married, this is the first taste of the fate that has befallen
you."

It tasted good, as I lapped the cum from his hand I found that I wanted
more.  He said his essence, the pool was filled with his cum?  I thought
about it for a fleeting moment and focused my attention back to what he
said.  Married? I didn't understand, mated to a demon, this was unreal.
Yet here I was and I had no choice but to accept it.  He was so strong that
I am sure that he could have torn me to shreds very easily, that made him
more alluring and sexy to me.

His hand lowered from my neck and his claws ran gently down my back to cup
one side of my ass.  He pulled me to him. His other hand raised to the back
of my head again.  He opened his mouth and slowly pulled my face to his, I
could see his fangs, and we shared a cum filled kiss.  His tongue was
forked like a snakes and at least six inches long.  I reeled in pleasure,
and responded.  We were wrapping our tongues around one another in an
unholy embrace of carnal lust for quite a long time.  I felt him pressing
his forked tongue as far down my throat as he could, tickling me inside.  I
was filling my hands with cum and running them over his back and shoulders
while in his evil embrace.  My sacrifice to him was just beginning.  He had
my body in his clutches and I let him have it, it was only a body and not
my soul.  His hands were clutching me by my back and I felt his claws
gently digging into my skin.  He could have torn me to pieces but he
didn't.

My cock was burning from the raging hard on I had.  I had forgotten where I
was and how it came to happen, it didn't matter.  I was just here.  The
evil one and his pleasures had taken me beyond my fear and I felt his cock
rise between us as we embraced.  I felt my cock pressing against his.  I
reached between our bodies and grabbed his cock.  It was larger than I had
originally thought.  It was at least twelve inches long and had to be four
inches around.  I began stroking it from the balls from the back to the
shaft at the front.  Then I worked the huge midnight-black head.  He moaned
at my touch.  I felt his long claws clutching my ass pulling me hard into
his strong well-defined front, they were slick with the liquid from the
pleasure pool we were in.  I shuttered when one of his talons probed my ass
and slid into my pleasure hole.  I was ready to explode from the feeling.
He was preparing to fuck me.  I embraced him harder and our kissing
deepened as I moaned in his demonic clutches anticipating that huge cock
gliding in and out of my cum drenched ass.

He released me spun me around and pushed me towards the wall of the pool.
He reached under one of my thighs and lifted it onto the highest step, my
leg was dripping wet with beaded strings of cum falling back into the pool.
At the same time I felt the crown of his huge jet-black cock pressing
against my asshole.  "I must have your body, will you give it to me," he
asked.

"Yes, just not my soul" I whispered calling all the energy I could to
speak.

"You will give me that too, and soon," he chuckled with an evil sexy laugh.
There was no resistance.  I wanted him inside me.  My body quivered with
anticipation at losing my virginity to this demon.

 Both of his hands were on my waist, and he pulled me slowly onto his huge
cock.  It slid in easily.  It must have been the spunk I was marinated in
and the lubrication from his long taloned finger.  I gasped in pleasure and
moaned in ecstasy as he entered me.  I was filled with his cock, and my
virgin ass and body were his.  He began pounding my ass with such ferocity
that all I could do was lean back and let him carry my weight and fuck me.
It felt so good that I couldn't believe I had never done it before.  I
suppose it was my destiny to lose my virginity to this demon I was now
making love to.  I was his toy and he had the sheer physical strength to do
what he wanted to me.  We were fucking in the firelight on the edge of the
pool, I was being taken as a human offering to an ancient evil demon and I
was no longer afraid.  Just longing for the orgasm that I knew was soon to
come.  My insides burned with pleasure and my cock swelled hard.

One of his hands found its way across my chest, under my arm and I could
feel the claws at the end of his fingers digging gently into my pectoral as
he clutched it.  It didn't hurt that much besides the pleasure from the
fucking I was getting had the majority of my attention. His other hand
found my cock and began stroking it.  He stroked slowly at first and then
harder.  I moaned, I was going to cum, I couldn't speak and I knew from the
way he was pounding that he was going to cum too.  My one arm was pinned at
my side by his grasp of my body, the other was lifted over my head running
though his silky jet-black hair.  I felt his powerful muscular chest and
ribbed abdomen pounding against my back. "I must let you go now unless you
give me your soul.  Can I have it," he asked whispering in a charming
voice.  I could see his crimson red eyes glowing bright red out of my
partially turned head.  His forked tongue entered and licked the ear he was
speaking into, enhancing the fucking he was still giving me.

"Yes Master," I whispered meekly giving him my permission to take me
completely.  Lost in the pleasure of his demonic embrace not ever wanting
this to end, I agreed to making him my lord not understanding what evil I
had just succumbed to.  Later I would find that it was my destiny.

He was holding me tightly and kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobe as
I was moaning paralyzed by the pleasure of his evil clutch on my body and
soul. He thrusted inward in one heavy push and we both came, I felt his
explosion inside of me.  His cock poured cum into my ass filling me with
warmth and satiating my final fear of him.  I pushed back as huge amounts
of cream poured into me there was so much it was pouring out of my ass
while he was still pumping me.

At the same time my cock exploded in his evil black hand and his kiss on my
neck became a painfully pleasurable bite.  I felt his fangs sink deeply
into the flesh of my neck.  He was taking my soul.  His claws dug into my
chest and his other hand clutched me by my thigh.  The orgasm should have
subsided by now, but his bite filled my body with orgasmic pleasure from
head to toe and I didn't struggle.  My head was resting on my shoulder to
the opposite of his head and my eyes glanced downward to see two trickles
of blood run down my chest and abdomen.  I was getting week but he held me
up.  The pleasure was unbearable, all I could do was let him hold me and
enjoy his evil embrace.  I wanted more.

He pulled his cock out of me and holding me up he spun me around and kissed
my mouth.  Strangely there was no taste of blood, just the sweet taste of
cum.  We kissed some more, his tongue penetrating deep into my throat.

I tried to respond, but I was weak, and I wanted more.

"You are mine my love," he said pulling his mouth away from mine,
suspending my head with one of his hands, "our marriage will follow and we
will be together for eternity."

He kissed me again and then began to run his forked tongue over my chest
and tits lapping off some of the cream from the pool.  My strength was
returning a bit, he must have allowed it for our pleasure.

With another burst of orgasmic pleasure he bit my nipple and I felt his
fangs sink into me once again.  He held me there as I swayed with pleasure,
my cock was growing hard again as the ecstasy of his bite filled my body.

Knowing that I was again too weak to stand he sat me on the side of the
pool and stood in front of me.  His cock looked tasty and it was still
dripping with his cum.  He pressed it up against my lips and I opened my
mouth accepting the huge jet-black crown in my mouth.  I sucked and licked
on his smooth cock taking as much as I could.  I suckled and licked his
smooth hefty cum drenched balls letting his huge midnight-black ball sack
cover my face.  I then licked my way to his ass.  I worked his ass with my
tongue.  I ate his asshole and licked it clean.  I didn't know it but I had
to do this for him to completely accept me as suitor for marriage.  I
enjoyed the pleasure it gave him as he moaned.  I supposed later on this
was why he loved it so, my inhibitions were a window for him as to what was
still to come. Had I not done that he would have thrown me into the light
in the morning and watch me turn to ashes.  I returned to his cock and he
then released the sweetest jisim into my face that I had ever tasted.  I
wanted more.

He kneeled before me and began to suck on my dick.  His tongue was about 6
inches long when fully extended from his mouth and he wrapped it around my
cock as he was sucking me.  He feathered and licked my balls and ate my
ass. He forced his tongue into me and it was like nothing I had ever felt
before.  I squirmed on the side of the pool with pleasure as his tongue
wormed its way into my ass.  His evil face must have seen the wanting in my
eyes, I wanted to give him all that I had. There was no longer any
inhibition between us.  This was now my world, there was nothing else.  I
was his and the evil one owned me, body and soul.  Or so I thought.

When his fangs finally sunk into my cock I felt the sheer unadulterated
pleasure of another orgasm.  I had cum and he fed on me through my cock.
My soul and body were now his mortal possessions.  Never aging and I wanted
more.

I was weakening as he fed on my cock.  I couldn't sit up I was laying on
the edge of the pool as he sucked all of my essence through my cock.  It
felt good as the world was fading around me.  The master must have known
this.  He slid his arms under me and effortlessly lifted my limpening body.
He walked though the pool to a stone coffin at the other end of his
sacrificial chamber.  "I must take you one final time in my resting place,"
he said, "you will sleep with me through the day and when you awake we will
bring me the proper tribute.  Then we will prepare for our marriage."  He
lay me in the sarcophagus.

The stone coffin was open and lined with jet-black silken pillows, they
were soft and warm against my cold body.  I was getting colder and it felt
good inside his resting-place.  He placed me to one side and joined me in
his stone coffin.  He wrapped his muscular body around mine.  With one arm
he slid the stone lid, which must have weighed several thousand pounds,
effortlessly over us.  We were engulfed in total blackness and silence
filled the small space.  I noticed that he didn't breathe, and for that
fact I was no longer breathing as well.  There was barely enough room to
move.  On one side his smooth soft muscular jet-black body and on the other
the comfortable padded silk liner of our tomb.

"I will feast on your pleasures for eternity as we reclaim what was once
ours my lover," I heard him mutter, "and when we awake you will bring me
the tribute I am due.  We will then seal our marriage in a ceremony that
will lock us together for all of time."  As I was wondering what that
meant, I let myself get comfortable in his embrace, it was where I wanted
to be.  I felt his hand on my cock again and he pressed his glans up
against my fuck hole.  I pushed back on his cock with my waist to make sure
he slid all the way inside of me. His fangs sank back into my neck, only
deeper this time.  I felt the bone in my neck crack from the pressure of
his bite.  There was no pain and I healed instantly.

My lord had taken my life with his first bite the first time he had fucked
me.  Now he was playing with me as an animal would in instinctive play.  We
were in the silent darkness not breathing we didn't need to.  There was
only the silent blackness and the intense pleasure that came with making
love to my lord.  I lay there with his twelve-inch shaft in my body and his
fangs embedded deep in my neck.  He was still feeding as we lay there in
our restful confinement.  My Earthly consciousness faded slowly in his
clutches and I fell into a deep trance like sleep that was filled with the
constant stream of pure orgasmic ecstasy.  Our repose gave the pleasure of
a never-ending orgasm.  It would last from sunrise to sunset for each of
us.  It always would when we returned here to rest together.  What I didn't
know is that my rebirth in the next evening would bring greater lustful
carnage.

I entered eternity with my Master, he took me and I gave myself freely to
his evil pleasures and lustful desires.  My mind was fading into the
blackness as he drained my soul and the last embers of human existence from
my body.  In my mind I could hear his words, "not yet, but soon my lover"
echoing in my distant thoughts as if he were thousands of miles away.
There was something that he was thirsting for.  He had me and I thought it
was what he wanted.  There was more and I couldn't possibly imagine what
was to come.  I would quench his desires when the time our final unholy
bonding arrived, for now the blackness of our orgasmic embrace and the
silence of our sleep.

For now I slept in silent repose feeling his huge masculinity inside of me
as my body and mind underwent the silent dark metamorphosis into a Vampire.
There were no more dreams just the stirrings of a new born desire to quench
my thirst.

When we awoke, I would have many questions, I knew they would be answered.
I wanted more.

It was coming.



(To be continued look out for part 2)