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His head spun with delight as she displayed her oral talents on his freshly shorn member. He wanted so deperately to fasten his hands on the back of her head as his hips thrust up and down with her head. Her tongue slipped out and down to his bald sack as her mouth concentrated on the head.

Her eyes flickered up at him from time to time..watching him watch her.

Her hand replaced her mouth and began slowly pumping him as her lips moved down his shaft and onto his scrotum.

Teeth gripping the skin just hard enough for him to feel it, but not enough to break the skin, left him breathless.

"Oh my", she said.

"Are we about ready to serve the course?", she asked as his shart throbbed with pumping blood.

All he could do was moan as he felt his life force build up in his lowest chakra.

His head nodded vigorously in agreement as she said, "Well, in that case, I better get ready to be served."

Her mouth assumed its previous position on his head as her hand pumped quicker on his shaft. The warm wet saliva of her dripping down him provided lubricant for her hand.

He strained against the feeling...tried to fight the imposing climax, but it was to no avail.

The sheer volume and sensation of his seed overwhealmed his will and began its journey into her.

Just as the first splatter of cum exploded into her hungry mouth, she bit down.

His head near exploded as the combination of pleasure and pain shot through him. The now pink semen trickling out the corners of her mouth as she fed.

He watched her throat contract in deep swallows as his cock rolled ounce after ounce of blood and cum to feed her hunger.

Her eyes snapped open to reveal cat like eyes glowing as he felt his energy draining. He rhand had stopped, but his body kept pumping more of his life into her.

His eyes rolled into the back of his head as blessed blackness greeted his mind yeat again...

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As she slumped to the side of him, her breathing began to return to normal. She curled up beside him and began running her nails through his chest hair, pausing to twist it occasionally.

"Thank you slave" she said.

"Slave?" He asked inquisitively.

She propped herself up upon one elbow and looked deeply into his eyes before answering.

"Yes, slave. I knew from the first time I saw you that I had to have you for myself...before one of the others got ahold of you."

"Others?"

"Yes."

"Wait a sec. Are you telling me that I'm now your slave? Oh, I don't think so."

With that she stared deeper into him. He felt all semblence of self-control slip away. All he wanted to do was please his new master.

"You see" she said, "now that I've bitten you and you have tasted of me, the bond is set. It can only be broken by the death of one of us, and since I am immortal....well, you can guess the rest."

"I.....understand" was all he could get out. His mind was screaming out against the draw, but his will could not comply.



"I'm still feeling a bit peckish" she said, "be a good lad and feed me."

"I cannot. You have me bound mistress so I cannot go and cook."

"That's not the food I crave little one" she replied with a smile.

She reached her free hand down to his groin, where his now flacid organ sat quietly. At the first touch of her fingernails against the limp shaft, the bloodflow returned...It pulsed slowly as it rose.

"Good little one...Good." she said as it got closer to full firmness in her hand. Her fingers now teased his scrotum.

"But, there is just a tad too much fuzz for my tastes there."

She arose form the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

He heard water running and strained his head to see where she was.

She returned in a minute with a basin of steaming water, a shave mug, and a straight razor.

"WHat do you wish to do with that mistress?" he asked, unbelieveing still that he felt compelled to call her that.

"You need a shave." she replied curtly.

Her hands cupped the hot water and splashed it onto his balls.

While it wasn't boiling hot, it did make him squirm. He did not scream, but the trapped soul behind his eyes did.

She whipped the soap in the mug into a lather and gently applied it to his manly regions.

Soft moans of pleasure escaped his mouth at the warm feeling of her hands applying the foam.

WIth a flick of her wrist, she opened the razor to it's full length, the blade glinting in the candle light of the room.

"Now my pet, let us remove that pesky hair."

His eyes bulged, scream repressed by her control as he watched the blade angle down towards his manhood.

The first pass of the cool steel over his scrotum casued them to contract back into him. HIs sprirt sighed in relief as she appeared to know what she was doing. Deft passes of the razor swiped the curly hair from its pearch. She wiped the results off wit a clean towel.

Almost all of it was gone when the inevitable happened, a nick, the blood.

Her eyes widened at teh sight of the crimson on the remaining white lather, her mouth opened slightly to reveal her sharp eye teeth as the blood began to slowly flow from the wound.

His head jerked up in instinctive response to the pain in time to see her purposfully wipe off the remaining soap with the towel around the cut.

Her mouth opened wide as it descended upon him. He waited for the ripping of flesh to roar through him, but instead was suprised by the gentleness of her kiss. She had placed her mouth around the bleeding spot and softly sucked away at it. The pleasure resulting sent his cock into overdrive pulsing with life. He had never known he could get so hard.

She stopped a few seconds later. "Now that was a sweet appetizer" she said, "Time for the salad course." With that, she slwoly slip her mouth up his shaft and swallowed it whole...the entire thing dissappearing inside the soft sensousness of her mouth.



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He awoke some time later, not sure how long he'd been out.

As his eyes slowly opened, he beheld an unexpected sight. There was his captor.

She was astride him, the feeling of her body connected to his became evident to him.

"Good morning lover" she said seductively as her hands brushe his face, "Did you have a good nap?"

He nodded slowly as everything came back into focus.

She was stunning. Her red streaked jet black hair cascading over her shoulders, pale milk-white skin with an occasional freckle. Her breasts, while not overly large, were perfect, rounded with rosey buds sitting up high on their perkiness. A firm midsection that lead down to a small strip of fuzz that raced up from her womanly area.

HIs cock throbbed with excitement as did his head with pain.

"What happened?" he asked with only vague recollection.

"You passed out my love,but parts of you kept on working." she replied with a wink. With that she slowly began sliding herself up and down his shaft once again.

Soft groans of pleasure escaped him as his body responded to her. His gaze fixed directly in her eyes.

He existed completely in the moment then. Her hypnotic effect kept him transfigured on her form. Instinctively, his hands reached for her, but fell short from the restraints.

"Oh no you don't.....not yet anyway." she said.

IN a suprise move...she dismounted him and slowly worked her way up his body. Her wet, silken slit leaving a trail of her perfume on him as she moved. He could smell her sex as her womanhood approached his face. His mouth wetted involuntarily as his tongue protruded to try and taste her honey.

She grabbed the post that held the binding of his hands and pulled herself onto his waiting mouth. He hungrily ate from her, his mouth alive and ravenous as he lapped up every drop she allowed him. His tongue circled her clit and probed inside her as his face became covered in her cum.

"Oh yesssss my pet!" she hissed as the first feelings of orgasm began to move through her. She ground herself hard onto his teeth as his tongue probed further back on her...teasing her between the two openings, trying to reach the other.

Her legs beganm to tremble as the feeling got closer...heart rate increased...sweat beads forming on her forehead as he bathed her sex regions with his tongue.

"SWEET SATAN YES!" she screamed as the first wave of climax rolled over her...her body shook with delight as she squirted ounce after ounce of her sweet wine onto him.

Like a starving man at last allowed to eat, he swallowed everything she could put out. His tongue moving feverishly to sweep up all it could.

Her screas echoed throughout the room as she emptied her love onto and into him. A few more staggered spasms laced with oohs and arghs and her body finally resumed its pre-orgasmic state.



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Slowly the ether cleared from his head.

"Where am I?" he wondered aloud. He looked around for something familiar and found that he could not move his arms or legs. The jingle of chains told him as to why.

He looked up to see both arms tied tgether and connected by iron links to a post above...his feet likewise below. At lest it was on a bed he thought.

A brief chill envloped him and in looking down, he saw why. Not one stitch of his clothing remained.



The fog still rolling off his mind as he heard the door open. His head strained to look up.



"Well, well, well", she said, "It seems he is awakened."

"It seems I have." he replied.

"And may I ask where I am, where my clothes are, and what I'm doing here?"



She walked closer...his eyes struggled to focus.



"You may ask, but I may not answer", she replied.

As she moved forward, his vision increased to behold her. A striking female she was. Tall, with raven black hair sporting flaming red streaks. Curves in all the right places, accentuated by the black leather corset and thigh-high boots she wore.



"What will you tell me then?" he asks.



"I will tell you that you are here in my abode, your clothes have been taken for cleaning, and you are here for my pleasure." She aswered.



"I suppose tha....." was all he could get out before she sprang onto him and landed lightly. His face a mask of confusion as her fingernails clawed at his chest.



"Agh!" he screamed as her nails tore at his skin. Her head leaned in to his, her face millimeters from him when he saw the brief flash of white canine in the corner of his sight.

Before he knew it, they had latched onto his neck, searching for a purchase as he struggled with the chains.

Soft pops announced that her weapons had found their intended target on his body. Her mouth had latched on to him as the pierces of pain faded from feeling. He felt her swallow as the first sprays of crimson blood emptied into her ravenous mouth. Just as he began feeling woozy, he noticed another reaction...his excitement became evident as he felt her hot womanhood rub against his now erect member.



A strange mixture of sensations charged through his body as she continued feeding. A giddiness filled him as his eyes rolled back in his head.



Just before conciousness escaped him he heard her say, "Mmmmm, now that's what I needed."



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