MANSTORY
For in the beginning there was nothing...then God created Adam
written and dreamt by: PMH

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Ok, laying in a bed nude and tied down and basically helpless is not as cool as it sounds. You really are helpless to do anything and I had no idea if Paula and Harriet were going to come back or what? So I pulled at the knot that Harriet had made and tried to get it loose. I had my hand half way out when the knot around my wrist slipped up and tightened. Just like when you were a kid and you tied those stupid idiotic knots and you start pulling and suddenly it slips and you have this knot from hell that you can never get loose. Of course I know what you are thinking, "Why didn't you just use all that 'magic' crap to just *poof* yourself out of there?". It'd be lovely if it worked that way but if you remember from my previous encounters, it just doesn't. There are preparations that have to take place, things that have to be done and plus the rope was starting to cut off my FUCKING CIRCULATION!! I decided to call out to someone, I could hear them, but just barely. Then right as I started to call out for help, someone (most likely Paula) turned on music. I yelled a little louder and no one came. I was just getting ready to yell louder still when I felt a chill, like someone running ice up my body. The room started to get darker, an inky darkness, and very hazy as if a mist had suddenly settled on the bed. I tried to call out again but my voice was frozen, my body was frozen and now I could see the outline of a figure in the mist. Whatever it was, it was kneeling over my feet and looking at me.  The mist seemed to transform and in it's place, the face of a very beautiful. A Beautiful yet terrifying woman emerged from the mist. Despite myself I screamed as her black eyes met mine and her face hovered only inches above me. Her skin was black as pitch and seemed more like rubber than flesh and long snake like flowing strands of what I can only assume is hair seemed to move of it's own accord. Her tongue extended further than any human tongue could and she licked my neck. I felt every bit of my will to resist flow out as her tongue moved up my neck. My body relaxed under her, ready for her and she came down over me, her cold body covering mine. I shuddered under her and looked up into her cold dark eyes.
"Good evening to you Blithe. W...What do I...mmm.." She had started to suck on my nipples, her strong hands clamped around my wrists like a vice and she bit down, drawing a little blood, and then she licked up and traced my nipple with her tongue, or perhaps she was tasting my blood. I tried to go on getting loose but my cock was starting to rise and she felt it instantly and lowered her smooth pussy down around my swollen rod. Her pussy started to grip and release my cock, it was unlike anything any normal woman was capible of and if I hadn't experienced this before, I wouldn't have been able to protest. As it was, I was barely able to say, "Blithe? Ummm..what's..what's up?"
She didn't answer but continued to run her tongue over my body and then she slid down to my cock, touching it, playing with it. I could see that as she drained more and more of my strength, her skin had started to lighten and soften and her beautiful African-ish features were revealed. She looked like an ancient Egyptian goddess and I could see her with men worshiping her and other men waiting in line to give their lives for this one moment of pleasure that she was giving me now. Then her long reddish tongue extended and wrapped itself around my swollen cock and her mouth followed. Her tongue has little barbs all down it where there should be taste buds and all she had to do was pull back and every bit of flesh would be removed. I stopped breathing, trying to not let her know how terrified and excited I was. My cock was throbbing at her touch and her body had gone from ice to warm and smooth. I relaxed as her tongue released and went back to normal attentions. Just when I was starting to enjoy the feeling of her warm mouth on my stiff swollen cock, she pulled away and crawled up and sat on top of me. Every movement she made was made to entice, to tease me into wanting her, wanting to do anything for her. I was already there. Her skin now looked almost normal, her cat-like eyes seemed to glimmer, so large, so beautiful. She had the most amazing full lips, moist and inviting and you wanted them to kiss you, to speak, to ask you to worship her. Her neck was very small, meant for a golden necklace found only in a pharohs tomb and her Medusa-like hair danced like animated dread locks. Her shoulders were smooth and nearly perfect and her chest was muscular and small but her breasts were very large and very perfectly shaped. Almost as if they weren't real like some bad porn actress but when she moved you could see them shift with her weight the way only real breasts do. Her amazingly large breasts were accented by a tiny waist that was more like the waist of a silly doll than a living being. This impossible combination was made complete by sleek round hips that curved neatly into slender, smooth long legs. Her body was so void of hair that her pinkish-brown labia called from between her creamy mocha thighs.
"So lover, how did you get yourself in this little mess? My guess is that you did it to yourself."

"Yes, yes, sit there and gloat all you want to Blithe, but I really am in trouble.." I started to tell her about the hunter and she broke in, "Yes, I know. You have a arch-angel watching from below as well."

"WHAT!? Holy fucking shit! I am really never going to get out of here am I?"

"Not many of my kind are betting you will. That's part of the reason I'm here." She said smiling as she played with my nipples and her small hips started sliding up and down, moving closer and closer to my crotch.

"What?! You came here because you think I'm going to die?" I asked in disbelief. She just smiled and then she closed her eyes and let her pussy grab my cock and start to suck again.

"Wait...mmmm..by the gods, how does it do that?" I asked, but she just smiled and then my cock slid down inside her pussy and it was so warm and so wet and her pussy sucked and pulled at my cock and she started to roll her hips back and forth and moan. Her claw-like fingers dug down inside my skin and I winced in pain. She started to ride my cock up and down, her pussy shaping itself back and forth as if every muscle inside her wet cunt was flexing and releasing independently. It was all I could do to keep from shooting my wad right then and there. But with Blithe, you don't cum until she cums, never! Well, if you want to continue to live, but then I wasn't really going to live was I? Blithe reached down and put her hands under my hips and used my body almost as a toy, lifting and turning me like a doll so she could thrust quickly. Then moaning, her teeth extended and her eyes got darker and her skin started to become almost transparent. I gritted my teeth, waiting for it and then she started to cum. Her pussy clinched down on my cock, like thousands of tiny needles sticking into me and pulling on me. She sank her teeth into my neck and I screamed in pain. Electric pain shot down my whole body and tears stung my eyes it was so intense. I could feel something warm and wet running down my neck and then I heard her sucking and I thought, "Oh well...it's been a nice life. If you have to go, this might as well be the way." But she didn't drain me, instead she came again and again in rapid succession, and my cock and my thighs were wet with her hot, almost burning juices. Opposite to what you may think, my cock was actually twice as hard now and with the little needles gone and her licking my wounded neck like a cat, well, it was enough to make all the pain seem a thousand miles away and I was ready to cum. I was terrified to move, terrified that one single thrust or change of position would make me loose my control. Her pussy started to work it's magic again, like some sweet little mouth sucking tenderly on every inch of my erection. I dared to ask, "Can I cum?"

"Yes, but you know when you do I will kill you."

"Do I have a choice?" I asked sadly.

"No, not really. I'm going to kill you anyway, but wouldn't you rather it be me than that stuff shirt agent of "HIM"

"Actually I was kinda thinking I had figured out a way out of this." I said defeated.

"Oh really?" She asked and as she sat there on my cock not moving..and it was so easy to let myself get lost in her warm embrace, just let myself cum inside her silky depths and then feel her ice cold fangs take my life. I told her of my plan and she sat there, moving only slightly, stopping when she could feel me starting to get closer to orgasm. Her hair started to wrap itself around my neck and her teeth grew longer and her eyes glazed over. This was the face of my death and I was terrified, I tried to close my eyes, but my eyelids resisted! Her mouth opened wider, exposing more teeth, a second row of teeth, all sharp and shining white. Her legs clinched tighter and her pussy seemed to want to take my cock with it. Then right as I was about to give up, like a deer in the grasp of a mountain lion, her rope-like hair whipped away from my neck, leaving burns all the way around. She transformed back into her beautiful cat like self and said, "Ok." as if this were no big deal, happened every day.

"So you are going to let me live!?" I asked surprised.

"Why the fuck not! You know you and your sister keep me entertained and I've never been more amazed than I am when each time I think you are finally going down, you seem to find a way to get out. I just thought that you might prefer my death than the death that will be waiting for you at the hands of an angel. You've seen what they do, you know what will happen to you?"

"I know, but I really..."

"I know, you really think you'll make it. Fuck yes! I hope you do! But don't think I'll forget this. No man has ever seen my face as you have an lived. You have looked upon death and now you live to see another day. Don't think I will let you ever tell of this. No one will know and if they ever do I will find you and the death of an angel will seem like heaven."

Then she started to thrust her hips again, as if we had never stopped having sex. Paula and Harriet walked in the room and Paula said, "Why is it so dark in here? Harriet are your lights working?" But then I started to cum and Blithe curled her fingers into me again and closed her eyes. She actually took strength from taking my cum, but to cum inside Blithe and live was something only I have experienced and I loved her for it. Paula and Harriet looked at me as I thrust and came and their puzzled looks told me that they couldn't see Blithe. How strange it must have looked to see me nude and thrusting my hard cock into the air as if I was fucking my imagination. When Blithe had sucked all that she could suck from me, she slowly kissed me and told me she loved me and then she backed into the darkness. As if someone had turned on the lights, it was bright in the room again and my eyes tried to adjust and Paula and Harriet screamed. What a sight I must have been, all pale, drained and bleeding. They rushed to the side of the bed and Harriet ran to get a towel, or at least that's the last thing I remember her saying before the knocking on the door came and I screamed at Paula, "Un-fucking-tie me NOW!"