New Territory for the Vampire

"Well yes I do, and its Baron, Baron Strezlecki', he said with a voice that would ensure that butter wouldn't have melted in his mouth. She gazed into those blue eyes of his. Those beautiful blue eyes.

Jeannine studied the man before her for a minute, and at his semi naked body. He had come from nowhere, and in a few moments had made her feel more of a woman then the dozen or so men she had slept with. She hoped that he might take off his trousers and almost on cue he undid his fly and started to push his pants down while at the same time rising to his feet.

'Well, well, sweetie where did you pop from.' She thought as the baron's trousers disappeared towards his ankles. Her eyes narrowed and she stared at the lump of flesh that emerged from his boxer shorts. She knew she had been alone and wondered how he had gotten into her locked office.

"Where did you....., Where did you...........ah......... never mind" she said as she leant forward to reach for the cock suddenly waving in the air before her face. "Doesn't matter", a smile of delight spreading across her face. It really didn't matter where he had come from. It was Friday night and she was a big girl in a big city and who was she to look a gift cock in the eye.

She reached up with her hand and tried to close her fingers around it. It was large, probably 10" long and very thick. Jeannine reached between her legs and dragged her fingers through her still wet pussy, coating her fingers in her own liquid of love. It was enough to start and she smeared it along the barons cock before sliding her hand along its length. Jeannine rolled the chair forward and directed by a hand to the back of her head, opened her mouth wide to swallow his shaft.

'This is so slutty,' she thought. For a moment thoughts of peer pressure flooded her mind, judging her for her actions. Then her mind smiled as she recognized the hypocrisy imposed upon her. Who could judge unless they sat in this seat before such a wonderful male specimen. She was a single woman, and she could make up her own mind, and do as she liked.

Her mouth closed over the back of the head of his cock and she started to pump her head back and forwards along the shaft using the talent she had gained in so many short and unsatisfying relationships.

This was a nice big cock, larger then what she was used to and her heart beat rose quickly excited by the eroticism of illicit lust. Her tongue swirled under the shaft while her lips slid along the shaft applying their pressure to the lip at the back of his cockhead. She pulled off to get her breathe.

"Yes well Baron where have you been all my life" she whispered and lowered her head to his cock before he had time to reply.

The baron smiled and released his flow gradually and easily. Jeannine raised her head and began to lick and suck the end of his cock, before giving several quick sucks, her lips popping as they came together as her mouth released its pressure and the cock popped from her mouth. Semen started to ooze from the end of his cock and her taste buds elicited a flavor for her brain to decipher. It was a beautiful taste, a taste like no other she had ever tasted and she immediately wanted more.

She reached up with her right hand and grabbed the barons cock in her right hand and watched in fascination as a constant stream of semen oozed out of his cock and down across her grasping hand. As each running droplet built up to the point where gravity might carry it away, she lowered her head and licked her hand and his cock.

Jeannine again lowered her head to the barons cock and began to pump his shaft, wanting more of his liquid. Her lips and tongue ran up and down the top 3" of his cock, as her hand wanked his shaft. She could hear the barons breathing starting to quicken, and her attentions to his cock increased.

The gush flowed like a cup of liquefied yogurt suddenly being forced into her mouth. Her mouth was filled with a liquid of slight but discernable viscosity. Her only choice was to swallow and she gulped it down and felt it travel down her throat towards her stomach. Jeannine gasped for breath and then continued to lick the remains of the semen, leaving one long strand linking her mouth to his cock. She picked it up with her finger and retrieved it into her mouth. It was the first blow job she had ever really enjoyed and for once in her life felt wanton and lustful.

"Well Jeannine, do you have anything on this weekend?" asked the baron helping her to her feet before pulling her into his arms and lightly kissing her on the lips.

"Yes well I was going to ..............ah no, I have no plans" she said smiling up at him. Chances like this man were few and far between and she wasn't going to lose him.

"Would you like to come to my estate as my guest" said the baron smiling and dressing himself.

Jeannine picked up her panties and tights and trying very hard not to sound impressed, stammered. "Ah yes I would, Ah baron would you mind if I made a couple of quick calls."

"No please do" said the baron, " here's where you'll be staying, please let your friends know where you are" as he handed over his business card with the emblem of a plunging raven. I have a car waiting downstairs, ill leave you in privacy to make your calls.

Jeannine waited for the sound of the door to click closed and the lift to descend away from her floor before picking up the phone to her best friend. In 3 minutes she had quickly told her best friend all about this wonderful man and where she was going before quickly racing out the door and locking it behind her.

The lift doors opened to an empty foyer and her high heels resonated off the granite flooring as she stepped quickly towards the door. A long black stretch limousine was waiting outside, and as she approached, the chauffeur quickly stepped from the car and opened the rear door. She stepped quickly into the rear of the car before sitting down.

"Did you make your calls ok" said the baron quietly, smiling as she eased into the seat beside him the door closing behind her.

She was about to reply when his mouthed closed over hers. His tongue pushing passionately into her mouth, the baron tasting his own fluids still enveloped in Jeannine's saliva. The kiss was long and passionate and in the end she had to break the kiss to breathe.

"Yes, Yes" she laughed.

"Keep that up and you'll have me all weekend," and she winked at him coyly.

The baron reached forward and poured her a bourbon and dry from the drinks cabinet before offering it to her. She cocked her head sideways and raised an eye brow.

"How'd you know?" she asked surprised.

"Lucky guess I suppose" said the baron, "You look like a bourbon and dry girl".

Jeannine sipped and played with her drink, for a moment.

"Are we going to your place, Baron?" she said realizing that the car limousine hadn't moved.

"Yes, all in good time. We're just waiting for my lawyer" said the Baron. "Ah here she is now".

The chauffeur opened the door once more and the woman from across the street who had been used like a slut by her co-workers, stepped into the car.

"Ah Lauren, lovely you could join us." Said the baron holding her hand as she stepped into the rear facing seats.

Jeannine's jaw dropped in amazement and embarrassment.

"I don't think you two have met, Lauren Fairchild, Jeanine Kelly" said the baron.

The two women shook hands and stared at one another in primeval jealousy.

The limousine pulled out into the crowded Friday night traffic and commenced the long drive to the barons estate.

Veronique looked out of the windows of the east wing as a limousine pulled away from the estate, its lights catching a slight frost that was settling. As the late winter weather evolved into spring, the coldness gave way to regrowth, and all ready nature was commencing its first tentative shoots, fighting to flourish and exist for another spring. It was the 4th limousine in the last hour as one by one her master summoned his lovers to his estate. Only one limousine was still to arrive. Her master's limousine.

Veronique felt warmed as the near full moon bathed her in golden white luminance. She wore one of her white night gowns with a plunging neckline gathered about the waist, and pleated long to the floor. It was almost over dressed, but she new how it always pleased her master. Her master. The thought channeled images, she smiled, his love washing over her and she new he would be home shortly.

A single black raven flew up onto the stone window sill, and looked at the lone white figure in the window. Veronique stared at the bird and then understood its message. Courtney would be required for the ceremony. The raven cried once and flew out of the moonlight into the darkness.

Courtney! She stared at the moon. The final one. One more to make the circle, and see her dreams become reality. Veronique had sensed from the return flight in the jet that Courtney was "sensitive" and that the baron would not be able to control her actions. The baron would need to seduce her like any mere mortal and she could sense a degree of apprehension on Courtney's part.

She turned and walked along the dimly lit corridors until she reached Sonia's old room. Veronique tapped several times on the door, and heard the muffled footsteps approach and then the door opened to a slight crack.

"Veronique" smiled Courtney. as she opened the door. "Please come in".

"Sorry about the mess" said Courtney, looking at the new dresses, shoes and underwear strewn carelessly around the room, like child's toys. "Come , Come and sit down, im pleased its you." Courtney walked across the room and sat at the foot of the double bed and motioned for Veronique to sit beside her.

"You've been having fun on the Barons expense account," smiled Veronique looking around the room at the empty boxes and clothes.

"Yes," she laughed, "So much fun".

"I shopped till I dropped. It was so wonderful to just buy what you wanted. To go into the best boutiques and pick and choose, never having to worry about the bill. ". Her voice hesitated.

"He's coming for me isn't he?", she said suddenly becoming serious & looking away from Veronique. Courtney's hands went to her eyes, to hide the beads of salt water that were welling there. Veronique placed a comforting hand around her shoulder and handed her a white lace handkerchief to clear her tears.

"You know, I'm still having trouble thinking that Vampires actually exist." Said Courtney looking into Veroniques eyes.

"Tell me about your life with the Baron, Veronique?" asked Courtney searching Veroniques eyes for help and reaching for her hand and squeezing it reassuringly.

"Why don't we make ourselves more comfortable" said Veronique motioning for the two of them to slide up the bed.

For the next hour, the two women lay in each others arms as Veronique told the young woman of her 85 years with a vampire. Sometimes, they laughed, sometimes Veronique came close to tears when she told her about loves lost, but always the baron was there, in the background sustaining himself and her in a constant cycle of lustful lovemaking.

Veronique pulled her nightgown open and showed Courtney the barons cross of perpetuity. The places where the baron regularly drank her blood. Her left neck, both her breasts and either side of her clitoris. Veronique guided Courtney's fingers to feel the puncture marks.

"Does it hurt when he bites you" asked Courtney.

"Rarely." Replied Veronique, "nearly all the time he gives me the most wonderful, tingling orgasms, and then there is the side benefits. I don't look bad for 105 do I?" she smiled.

"No you don't" said Courtney smiling, running her fingers down Veroniques firm breasts. Her fingers brushing lightly over Veroniques left nipple, before again feeling the puncture wounds.

"Is that why your pussy tasted so good the other night?" asked Courtney.

"It's the baron's semen. It always tastes wonderful. The barons kind have evolved over thousands and thousands of years and their bodies have created special mechanisms to survive. They need our blood to survive so their bodies create substances to bond us to them. Its not like human semen, it contains special natural enzymes, chemicals and the barons own DNA, which eliminates any deformities in our bodies. It is also a highly evolved form of natural aphrodisiac. That's why we are constantly feeling so lustful for each other and our master".

"When we are young and fit our body creates a higher quality of blood. The semen ensures that none of our cells fail, and we never grow old. In fact with most of his mistresses it actually improves their bodies and looks. I worship my master for the life he gives me. I'm a slave to his love and I would do anything for him," said Veronique seeking out the young woman's eyes which was still examining Veroniques breasts and smooth clear body.

Veronique pushed the hair away from Courtney's eyes and looked at the young woman. She lent forward and lightly kissed her mouth seeking response. But yet, Courtney was not receptive. She turned her head away from Veronique.

"Its just, ................just..............., I.............", said Courtney almost in a daze.

"Yes" said Veronique.

"Its just" stammered Courtney.

Veronique cuddled the young woman into her body.

"Its just what?" asked Veronique.

"I've, .........I've only had one man, and I've been a lesbian ever since. My first time was a bit like date rape. I wanted to but also didn't want to and in the end he just forced himself on me. It scared me from men, and then I ran into Jemma, and fell under her control.

"........................At the start she seemed to understand but after a while she just dominated me. Since being with Mistress Jemma, well she would never let a man near me, let alone enter me. I became her property............................ I'm scared the baron will hurt me when he puts his cock inside me, like the first time." whispered Courtney in a quite voice.

"Didn't you use dildo's and strap on's with Mistress Jemma?" enquired Veronique.

Courtney shook her head, "She didn't want anything in her house that reminded her of men".

Veronique smiled a maternal smile and continued to stroke Courtney's hair. "Your vagina is just a muscle and all muscles need to be exercised, stretched and used. You know it doesn't matter whether you're a lesbian or straight, you don't need men to have fun with your pussy. When its exercised, there is nothing better then a nice hard cock, natural or rubber thrust deep inside. To feel your pussy stretched wide, knowing its designed to take the biggest cocks and then more. We just need to get you used to having cocks in your pussy" smiled Veronique studying Courtney for trust.

"I suppose your right." Said Courtney, a look of resignation and inevitability on her face.

"Well why don't you and I have a little fun. Come over here, and Veronique will exercise that pussy for you," she said as she pulled a draw out from a nearby tallboy cabinet. "Now Sonia has her own little arsenal of male appendages for our enjoyment".

Veronique pulled out a specially designed mounting belt which would allow multiple phallus to be attached. "Why don't we start with this nice little vibrator, to warm up on, and then this average white guy" the two burst into giggles at the sight of the 6" veined rubber cock, "and then well see how you go with Mothers midday delight" as she pulled a big black 10" cock from the draw.

Veronique stood for a moment and slipped from her night gown letting it slide to the floor. Pulling the black strap around her back she clipped it into the buckle, before reaching between her legs and snapping the third strap into place. She placed the three rubber phallus's on the bedside table.

Courtney smiled, this was something she understood and she slid back on the bed and waited for her dominate partner to take control. She pulled her cotton top up to allow Veronique access to her breasts and started to push her cotton briefs down, before a hand stopped her.

"No. I'm your mistress now and ill remove those when I'm ready" whispered Veronique suggestively.

Naked but for her belt, Veronique slid quietly and gently onto the bed beside Courtney and smiled at her.

"Relax, I'm not Jemma, I'm Mistress Veronique and ill love you tonight, love you like you've never been loved before." Veroniques fingers slide between her own legs and Courtney watched Veroniques face as the vampette, pushed her fingers deep into her own vagina. She could see the muscles tightening in Veroniques forearm and new that her fingers were working deep within her mistresses own body.

"Why don't we start with a little toast" whispered Veronique just before her lips closed on Courtney's. Veroniques tongue slid slowly and shallowly across Courtney's lips. Courtney pushed her own tongue forward and Veronique slowed its intrusion with her own lips. Slowing the intrusion to a delicate touch.

Veronique pulled away and leaning on her left arm raised her right hand from her groin and presented it to Courtney's mouth.

"With the compliments of my master", whispered Veronique.

Courtney's head fell slowly back onto the pillow and watched Veroniques fingers approach. Her lips parting slightly, and she licked her lips, wetting their dryness. Veroniques fingers hovered over Courtney's mouth, the fingers pointing towards its opening invitation.

Veroniques fingers thickly covered in the barons red semen, drawn by gravity, pooled and dripped in several finger nail sized droplets into Courtney's mouth. Veronique watched Courtney's throat as it swallowed her masters seed and then drew her richly coated fingers across Courtney's lips, smearing it and wiping it for the young woman's tongue to draw into her mouth.

"Just lie back, close your eyes and enjoy. I'm going to let you feel the eroticism of my master".

Veronique ran her hand over Courtney's body allowing her fingers to feel and memorize the lines of her new lover. Tracing her fingers down Courtney's left side she slid them flat across her stomach before gently pushing them under the elastic of the cotton briefs. The elastic slid tight over her knuckles as her fingers slid over the young woman's pubic mound. Her fingers tempted to slide into Courtney's slit lingered over the mound tracing it out and seeking its dominance of the valley between the young woman's legs.

The mound was subtle, the valley pronounced. A thin layer of pubic regrowth was already starting to reemerge to cover its natural position. Veroniques fingers slid gently over the top of the mound and down over the vaginal folds allowing the fingers to gently explore this valley of contradictions. A valley designed by the almighty for heightening sexual pleasure. A valley cruelly prevented from any use of sexual enjoyment. Well that would shortly change.

Veronique rose and knelt beside Courtney and pulled her cotton briefs down and off her legs. Reaching between her legs Veronique reinserted her fingers into her own body and in a steady constant stream applied the thick liquid to Courtney's breasts and the outside of her vaginal lips. Her fingers caressing backwards and forwards, watched for the rise of Courtney's clitoris. Veroniques fingers slid the liquid down along Courtney slit seeking out the dampness within, now seeking to break outwards.

A smile started to spread across Courtney's face and her nipples started to rise to the early stimulation. Veronique carefully applied a large amount of the barons semen on either side of Courtney's clitoris and sat back to watch.

For a moment, Courtney just lay and smiled and then the reaction started. Her breathing increased slowly at first, but deeper with each breathe. Her nipples were small with tiny areoles, pink and button shaped. The buttons grew and hardened. Then she allowed her legs to fall wider apart, her vaginal lips falling apart wide, sticky and red.

It was the reaction that Veronique knew would occur.

"Do you like?" whispered Veronique careful to intrude gently into this erotic moment.

"Hmm mmm" replied Courtney.

Quietly Veronique pulled the smallest vibrator from the bedside table and turned it on. Its hum was quiet and consistent. Veronique lent forward and gently allowed its tip to trail through Courtney's now slippery slit, working the tip backwards and forwards, before easily pushing it inside.

Courtney's head rolled from one side to the other and back again her tongue wetting her lips. A slight sigh escaped from her mouth.

Veronique slid the tiny vibrator backwards and forwards, allowing the muscles to easily accept this exciting new intrusion. Pulling it back out she gently applied it to Courtney's clit, allowing its vibrating head to fold backwards and forwards easing the clit out of the way, and allowing it to refold itself into position. Courtney's clitoris red, erect and excited. It was a sight she knew her master would salivate at.

Veronique picked up a pillow and with a moment of assistance pushed it under Courtney's bottom. She pushed the small vibrator into Courtney's pussy and left it to hum for a moment as she turned and attached the 6" dildo to the strap on belt.

Crawling one knee at a time Veronique positioned her body between Courtney's legs. With her right hand she stroked the small vibrator in and out of Courtney's pussy, and lent forward on her left hand until she knelt over the prostrated young woman. Veronique lowered her lips to Courtney's and pushed her tongue into her mouth. Stroke by stroke she started to match the tiny vibrator and her tongue in unison.

Veronique lowered her body gently onto Courtney's. Stroke by stroke Veronique could feel Courtney's excitement, the small vibrator becoming wobbly in its tunnel of liquid as the muscles relaxed in sexual excitment. In a slight movement Veronique began to pull the small vibrator all the way out and then back in again.

Courtney could feel the tiny vibrator sliding in and out of her body, her beautiful lover kissing her passionately on the lips. Veroniques right hand sliding along her side and caressing her right breast.

For a moment Courtney knew something had changed, but she wasn't sure what. No buzzing, that was it. No buzzing. She opened her eyes and for a moment gazed at her lover kissing her passionately. Veroniques arse pumping away and pushing into her.

For a moment she felt the ultimate dummy. Veronique was pumping the strap on into her and she hadn't even realized that it had changed. She could now feel it larger and harder between her legs and for the first time enjoyed the feeling of a hard cock between her legs even if it was rubber.

Courtney roamed her hands over Veroniques back and then onto her arse cheeks before pulling Veroniques body into her own. Excited she arched her back and thrust her own hips upwards as the rubber cock pushed deeper and harder into her body.

Veronique trailed her lips across Courtneys cheek and down onto her neck. Her lips wet and red with lipstick sort out the veign pumping in Courtneys neck. For a moment Veroniques small fangs slid forward yearning to bit deep into her mistresses neck. In stead she pushed into Courtneys wet and slippery vagina feeling her wetness through the smooth friction of her make believe cock..

"Lets change position" whispered Veronique into Courtneys ear. Veronique sat back on her haunches and motioned for Courtney to roll onto her stomach. As Courtney untangled her legs on the bed, her hips were pulled up while her head lay flat on the bed. She could feel Veroniques fingers gently opening and pulling apart her wet, red vaginal lips. The cock at her pussy lips, and then it was inside.

Veronique reached between Courtneys legs and rubbed her clit in motion with her thrusting. Thrust by thrust by thrust, Courtney could feel her orgasm rising. For a moment Veronique pulled all the way out and then her cock was back in her pussy. Thrusting and pushing into her. Expanding and throbbing. How she didn't know, but she could imagine the rubber cock pulsing in her body.

Courtney could feel Veroniques smooth hands on her hips. Holding her tight, and pulling there bodies together in unison. Now gently on her waist as she pulled her up into a kneeling position. Her hands roaming her body, sweeping over her stomach, along her thighs, up and under breast to lightly squeeze her right breast. She could feel Veroniques mouth on her neck, licking and sucking, lightly biting. The feeling was divine and she closed her eyes to savor the feeling through touch alone.

The feeling from within her of the rubber cock was wonderful. For a moment it felt like Veronique had bitten her, and then she exploded in a series of ever increasing orgasms as the rubber cock pulsed inside her. Every time she thought that her orgasm could reach no higher, the feeling from within her or the sucking at her neck drove her body to new heights.

Courtney could feel the strength in her legs ebbing as one after the other the orgasms continued. She could feel her bodily weight being held by Veroniques strong arms, which supported her and allowed that wonderful cock to continue to flood her lower body with such lust. Lips on her breast. Courtney's eyes opened. Veroniques mouth on her right nipple. Veronique was kneeling in front of her. The rubber cock waving near her right hip.

The cock inside her pulsed and swelled, her cervix awash with spurting streaming fluid. Courtney's pelvic floor contracted once and again and then it bore down on her as her body and mind joined into shock. Stars and darkness swam over her as the Baron drew her life essence from her.

Her body began to twitch almost as if an epileptic fit had possessed her. The baron allowed her body to fall gently onto the bed, as he withdrew his cock from her pussy. Courtney's eyes fluttered, her body weak and unable to move. Her vaginal tunnel now open and empty, flowed with cool air , as a stream of liquid washed out and over her clitoris.

Courtney reached up and felt her neck. Two puncture wounds, and a slight trace of blood. Her hips fell to the right and she curled up and fell into a deep sleep, the immediate exhaustion washing over her.