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Cries ring out into the blue of dusk.
You pause your stroll, excited by the possibility of a little bloodshed to brighten your evening. Tasting the air, you catch the scent of blood and follow it, stepping into the shadows and vanishing.
An interesting scene greets you in the forest clearing. Two men lay dead, well-mauled and fragrant with fresh, still-warm blood. Two more are lunging at a fifth figure, a slight young man with arms covered in gore, trying to corner him.
Vampire hunters and a little fledgling. He could use some help.
Emerging from the shadows, you have your hand around the neck of one of the hunters in an instant, squeezing tight and digging your claw-like nails into him to make him freeze. He lets out a choked scream as you easily crush his wrist and disarm him, throwing his silver dagger into the bark of a tree. The other hunter tries to swing his mace at you, moving predictably. You step to the side and stab your nails into his face for fun. They cut a hole through his cheek into his mouth. As he's screaming in pain, you tear the mace from his fingers to swing it into the chest of the hunter behind you who was trying to retaliate. He goes down quickly. You kick the remaining hunter to the ground and step on his dominant arm, adding pressure until it cracks. He's too weak from your kick to his ribs to do anything about it.
Tossing the mace aside, your reflective eyes fixate on the thing that lured you here in the first place.
"Ran into a little trouble, hm?" You smile at the younger vampire.
His eyes are wide with awe and fear. "Th... Thank you..." His pupils narrow a bit, the frenzied look leaving him. "I... killed them..."
"Very impressive for someone your age."
"No... I... I never wanted to hurt anyone," he says softly. "I never bit anyone. I don't understand... They just... started chasing me, and then I panicked and I..." He looks at his bloodied hands.
"You've never bit anyone?" you ask sympathetically, before your lips curl into a smile. "That won't do. Here..." You lift one of the two living hunters up by the hair and hold him before you like an offering. He groans in pain and continues to bleed. "Bite him and drink. It'll make you feel better."
The young vampire steps back. "No! N-no, I don't do that..."
You step forward, dragging the hunter along like an object. "You must have lost control because you were hungry. Don't you want a taste?"
"No... No... I can't..." His breathing quickens. Noticing himself staring at the cuts in the hunter's flesh, he closes his eyes and grabs at his hair. "I can't..."
"Poor thing... So burdened with impossible standards that you're starving yourself. I took the time to help you. Are you refusing my gift?" you ask playfully.
His back hits a tree and he has no more room left to put between you two. "N-no, I don't mean... to... I... I don't want to hurt people..."
You tilt your head. "Oh, is that the issue? Causing pain? Don't worry, I'll take care of that for you."
Before either of them knows what's happening, you smile wide and snap the hunter's neck with a delicious crack.
"There. He won't feel a thing now." You can't help but giggle at the little vampire's horrified face.
"You... You k-killed him..."
"Mhm, just for you. Now, open your mouth..."
"N-no... No..." He continues to resist, clinging to his human morals like a lifeline.
You can cut him free.
You bite into the large artery in the hunter's warm neck and fill your mouth before pulling back. The sweet red drips from the corners of your mouth.
You drop the body and grab the young vampire's hands, forcing him back against the tree. When he gasps in surprise, you trap him in a deep kiss, letting the blood flow into his mouth. You can't help but lick at his tongue a little.
As you expected, he tries to resist at first but quickly loses himself to the taste, letting you fill his mouth, swallowing it up.
Once he's accepted every last drop, you pull away with a satisfied sigh. "Good boy," you praise.
Panting, he only looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, bleary like he's about to cry.
"Aww, don't look so miserable. You feel better, don't you?"
"I n-never... wanted to... hurt anyone," he whimpers between breaths.
You brush the tears from his cheek, spreading blood across his face. "Naive little thing. Hasn't anyone taught you? In order to exist, you need to hurt others. So..." You lick some of the red off your lips.
"Why don't we get a little practice in?"
You walk over to the remaining hunter. He knows your intentions and tries desperately to crawl away, but his uninjured arm is too weak to pull him forward. Instead, he gets dragged over and deposited onto the ground, powerless against your superior strength.
"It's lots of fun once you get the hang of it. See?" You make eye contact with your student, watching his fear turn to horror as you dig your fingers into the hole you made in the hunter's face. No longer able to scream, he wheezes in pain like the dying animal he is.
The young vampire recoils, trembling in silence. He looks like a scared little rabbit.
Yet, there's a hint of hunger in his eyes.
"Hmm... To motivate you, how about this? If you don't bite him yourself and put him out of his misery, then I'll take care of him instead." To drive the point home you claw at your victim's face, worsening his deep wounds while smiling gently and looking into the fledgling's eyes. He remains frozen in fear. "I think he'd much rather be finished off by you—I tend to play with my food."
His breathing is shallow as he grabs at his stomach like he's feeling sick.
"Well...? What do you think? Want to give him a nice, easy death, or are you going to leave him to me?" You grin to expose your fangs.
"I-I'll do it," he says softly. "Just, please... No more... Don't hurt him like that..."
"Wonderful~." You force the hunter into a kneeling position, facing your terrified student, waiting for him to make his move.
Half a minute passes. "Do you not know what to do?" You chuckle at his hesitation. "Don't worry, it's easy. All you have to do is open your mouth, press your fangs against that nice big artery in the neck, and bite down hard." He looks up at you, still unmoving.
A wicked smile spreads across your face. "Remember... If you don't do it, I will. Very slowly..."
His eyes widen. He swallows and moves forward, now on his knees beside the hunter.
His fangs hover over the hunter's neck.
A loud, hoarse cry tears from the dying man's throat. Your unwilling student pulls back in horror as the blood trickles from the shallow wounds.
You laugh. "You didn't bite hard enough," you tease. The young vampire trembles. "I'm afraid he's in terrible pain now. What are you going to do?"
Gathering his resolve, the vampire bares his fangs and bites down much harder this time. There's a nice squelch as the artery bursts and hot blood rushes into his mouth. The coughing and wheezing return, but quickly become gurgles, then silence.
A low growl rumbles in the air. Your student's pupils are wide and unfocused as he instinctively drains the corpse in his jaws. The blood paints his mouth and cheeks. You reach out to pet him only for him to snarl threateningly, defending his catch. You giggle at his little display and step back.
Finally, he swallows one last time and pulls his teeth from the cooling flesh. The deep gashes in the hunter's neck almost cut clean through. His head hangs freely by a small muscle. The poor fledgling must have been starving and chewed right through his neck.
He crawls backwards away from the corpse, repulsed by what he's done. "No... No, no, no, no... I..." His slit pupils are once again small and scared.
You approach him, kicking the body out of the way. "Well done, little one. You've finally sated your hunger after all this time. I'm impressed you made it so far without doing so." You stare into his eyes, making him tense up and press against the tree behind him.
"What a night, saving your life and feeding you. I'd say you owe me something." You relish the strong sense of dread coming off of him as he looks up at you fearfully. You laugh softly. "I'm not asking for anything serious. It's something you can do for me right now, actually."
Before he can prepare himself you lunge at him and kiss him deeply. Your hands cover his, keeping them on the ground, and you straddle his lap so he can't get up. Keeping him still, you only pull away once you're satisfied, after licking at his tongue and tasting the fresh blood lingering in his mouth.
He gasps for air. "W-what are you doing?" He tries to move, but still finds himself trapped beneath you.
You lick some of his saliva off of your lips. "Hm? Obviously I'm going to fuck you. You're probably aroused after feeding anyway. This will be good for both of us."
His strength is renewed as he struggles against you. "No! Please! You can't, I'm still a v-virgin!" He looks as though he's about to cry.
Caressing his cheek with your thumb, you smile kindly.
"I can fix that."
He panics and fights desperately to escape your hold, but you overpower him effortlessly. You force him down on the grass and lie on top of him, keeping your prey trapped under your weight. Tears flow down his face.
He sobs as you grind against him. "P-p-please, stop," he begs. His cute, naive face is shadowed by fear, practically begging you to tease and corrupt him.
After forcing another kiss upon him, you spread his legs as he cries. Sitting up, he attempts to get away.
"Oh? Where are you going?" You pull him back to the ground and tear his clothes open to run a claw up his cock. "Why don't you lie back down? If you don't, I might do something drastic." He freezes. "Mhm, I might even tear off your cute little cock. You wouldn't need it, anyway. It would still feel just as good getting your tight little ass pounded." Sobbing quietly, he lies down, watching you. "Good boy."
You sheathe one claw and dip your finger into a wound in a nearby corpse, completely coating it in blood and fluid. He shudders beneath you at the wet sound. Then, you tease his asshole with your soaked fingertip, preparing to thrust it inside him. The sensation of the warm, slick blood lubing up his hole makes you throb in your pants.
He gasps as you push past his entrance and force your finger inside. His thighs are quivering.
"Please, please," he begs in a quiet, desperate voice. "Please d-don't... I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Your mouth waters.
"Hmm? You want me to stop?" He nods. "I don't think that's a good idea. If I stop now, I might end up really hurting you when I fuck your little virgin hole."
"No... No..."
"Don't you want me to thrust my fingers inside you and stretch out your asshole? It'll feel much better." Leaning forward, your finger inches deeper inside him.
"Ahh! No, no!" When he tries to kick you, you simply grab his ankle and crush it a little. He screams in pain and goes limp.
"That's it, good boy. If you act up again, I'll just break your pretty legs, okay?" You smile and curl your fingers inside him to make him cry out. His voice is already raspy and weak. "They'd heal, anyway. I could keep doing it, over and over, every time you misbehave..." He's silent with fear.
You take your time thoroughly violating his hole, thrusting deeper and deeper while he whines and squeezes you. Slowly, he loosens up, gasping and moaning quietly at your movements.
"So adorable... I can't believe no one has claimed you. Mmm... You're lucky I got to you first. There are a lot of bad vampires out there that would be fucking you nonstop, pumping lots and lots of cum inside you..." Your future pet shivers at the thought. Gently stroking his prostate, you slip another finger into his hole. He moans as you stretch him out, his cock twitching.
You speed up, thrusting your fingers all the way in and curling them upwards to make him squeal. Not giving him a chance to rest, you tease his sensitive spot and touch your fingertip to the leaking tip of his cock with your other hand.
He whines and squirms from the stimulation. "T-too much," he murmurs.
"Oh, really?" You hit his prostate harder while thrusting in and out of him. He screams from the overwhelming sensations. "Too much? What will you do? Try to run away? Cry some more? Cum, maybe?" You start to stroke his cock while curling your fingers, like you're milking his prostate. He sobs and tries uselessly to pull himself backwards away from you, but you punish him by thrusting even harder. He cries out and his thighs start to tense up and tremble.
Just before he orgasms, you slow down, ruining his pleasure. Your poor, abused pet gasps hoarsely. "W-why?"
You pull your fingers out, making him shiver. "Because, there's something else I want to thrust into your cute little hole."
Undoing your pants, you let out your strap-on. You like to wear it since it makes a nice bulge and you're prepared if you run into any cute, fuckable young men.
You use actual lube this time, though you can't help but add some blood to the mix from your messy hand. Stroking the length, you run your fingers over the veins and rub the tip with your thumb and index finger, making sure it's wet and slick.
Your captive panics. "It's t-t-too big! It won't fit! I can't—Ah!" He's cut off by the feeling of your tip against his hole.
Grinding against him, you tease his entrance, slipping on the lube. "I can make it fit," you promise with a lusty smile.
Through his tears, he begs. "P-please... It'll t-t-tear me..."
Gingerly, you brush the hair out of his eyes.
"Don't worry... Vampires heal fast."
You force the tip inside.
He screams and clenches around your cock. You continue to push it inside, but slow down and grope his hips to distract him from the pain. You're trying to loosen him up, but when he tightens it makes the strap press hard against you in just the right way. "Ahhh... If you tense up like that, it'll hurt more. Try to relax your body..." He sniffles and loosens up a tiny bit.
You can't help it. Something about the way he cries and covers his blushing face makes you lose control and start pounding him. You were going to start out gentle but instead you quickly get rougher until you're brutalizing him. His face is red and teary and adorable.
"Ahh, wait—! Please stop! Take it out! P-please—"
Instead, you push his thighs back so you can reach deeper. "New vampires should respect their superiors. This will help you learn your place," you murmur in his ear. He moans helplessly as you thrust downward into him with force. You hit all the way inside and grind into him just to hear him scream.
While you punish his hole, you hear him gasp loudly. His hard cock twitches, precum beading at the tip. You grab him by the waist and stuff him, watching his eyes roll back.
"See? It feels good to obey, doesn't it?"
As you discipline your new pet, he suddenly cries out and grips your shoulders hard, not to push you away but to hold on to something as he spasms and cums onto his stomach, screaming with pleasure. He squirts hard enough that some gets on his face. You swipe a finger across his cheek and lap it up.
"Did it feel that good? You came so fast, I didn't even touch your cock." He covers his face and whines from the humiliation. You laugh and give his waist a squeeze. "How was your first prostate orgasm?"
His arms fall back onto the grass, eyes blissfully unfocused while he pants and catches his breath. As soon as you move again, he snaps back to reality and winces.
"W-wait! Too much... I-I'm still..." While you hit deep, you lightly touch his cock, making him whine plaintively. Pinching it with two fingers, you drink in the way he clings to you helplessly and shivers.
"Feeling sensitive?" You graze his prostate again. He jerks and moans from the sudden stimulation. "You're so cute and weak after cumming. I'll keep that in mind," you muse.
Your prey gasps beneath you as you speed up again, looking up at you. It's not clear anymore if he wants you to stop or fuck him harder. Either way, you hold him down and keep thrusting into him.
"Ahh... Don't worry, I'll stop right after I cum," you reassure him while brutally pounding his ass. He only whines weakly in response.
It takes you forever to finish. His ass and thighs have turned red from your hard thrusts. His cock keeps leaking. He stopped screaming, now just panting and moaning and looking at you with hazy, heated eyes. He relaxes his hole and lets you hit and crush his prostate as much as you like, enduring it for you.
You cum hard, spraying in your harness, and finally let go of his sore thighs.
"Good boy," you praise. "Such a good boy... And a fast learner too." You stroke his hair before slowly pulling out of him. He sighs with pleasure and relief.
"From now on, how about I watch over you? I'll make sure those hunters don't bother you. I could find food for you, too... All in exchange for a little 'favor' here and there. How does that sound?"
He hesitates. He glances at the mangled bodies of the hunters, then looks back at you and nods. You smile and kiss him deeply, making him moan.
With tears in his eyes and your saliva on his tongue, he thanks you.