Hunter's Prey <closed for Powerdog16>

CASEY: http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn144/sanjumish/002_sexy_nfl_cheerleader-770786.jpg


I snuggled in the back seat of the bus, cuddling into Kent. He was surreptitiously playing with my C cup breasts, under partial cover of my long black hair, which I had just released from its pony tail.

We were returning from the game, and spirits were high, as the Cougars had won by three points. Kent and Brad had sneaked aboard the Cheerleaders bus, when the driver had gone for a coffee, and now Kent and I, and Brad and Annmarie were making out in the back row of the bus, much to the amusement of a couple of the girls, who had hissed “get a room!!” but grinned and looked on for a bit.

The rest of the squad were seated closer to the front, one or two catching up on some study as finals were drawing near, and softmore year of college was when a lot of people flunked out.

I was the flyer of the squad. At 5’2” and 108lbs it made sense for me to be the girl on the top of the pyramid, and it took a lot of skill on my part, to avoid serious injuries.

Kent was a quaterback, and at 6’5” and built like a wall, he was the perfect foil to my tiny frame. We were like two extremes of the spectrum, and I loved that contrast. I had written Kent & Casey all over my books, childish, I know, but I couldnt help myself.

We were jolted a little, and I looked out the window, noticing for the first time that we seemed to be somewhat off the beaten track.

I called up to some of the others “Hey, where are we going?? This is the wrong road!!” Cara, in the second row called back “it’s a short cut, Casey, or so he says!” Suddenly, all the people on the bus, focussed their attention on their whereabouts, and I pulled my iphone out of my bag, and pulled up google maps, and saw that we seemed to be way off track.

I called to the driver, and he called back that he had taken a wrong turn, but would turn up ahead, as there was a layby.

He pulled over, and began to reverse the bus, when suddenly it tilted, hanging precariously off the side of the road, as it fell away into a very large, dark lake.

The girls began to panic. These remote parts were popular with vampires, and the dark, almost moonless night, added to the scary atmosphere. The driver called out for anyone with a cell to see if they had a signal, and no one did. It seemed we were in a black spot. The driver got out and looked at the bus, and noted that although it seemed precarious, the bus was actually on solid ground, but the underside was hitting off of the edge. He went in search of someone with a tractor, who could help pull them out, or an area with a cell phone signal. The rest of us, remained on the bus.

No sooner had the driver gone, when Kent put me on his knee, and held up a cigerette lighter, and began to tell the story of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, scaring everyone, and making them laugh at the same time, with the monster’s description being uncannily like the bus driver.

"Fresh meat...." "Meat..." "Blood..." "Their order is powerful!" the thoughts of the others of my clan rolled through my head as I woke up from my place in the loft of a nearby barn. I stepped out to the window of the loft, the darkness like a blanket wraps around me. I can see a vehicle crashed out on the side of the road and I smile... flicking my fang with anticipation!

One of my clan... instantly flies off!!!! I take flight after him, finding myself quickly circling the the bus.... In the distance I can smell human being split as my clansman captures the driver of the bus and drinks his blood!

The blodd in the bus... the smell of human flesh is so powerful... so intoxicating that it is stirring a frenzy for everyone! Soon... these humans will suffer one of two fates. Either they will be captured by the younger of the clan, torn apart and drained of their blood immediately... or if they were lucky enough, the older vampires like me will capture a few with mind gazes... then carry them off to farm blood off of for a while...

He could smell the panic growing from the inside of hte bus as they seemed to hear the sound of the driver dying.... I watch two of my younger brothers land on the top of the bus... their claws echoing inside the top of the place!

More than an hour had passed since the driver had gone for help, and the atmosphere on the bus had changed, with some of the girls becoming very jittery about being stranded in the middle of nowhere.

The ghost stories had fizzled out, and Kent and I were taking full advantage of the impenitratable darkness aboard, and were in the very back seat, giggling and shuuushing one another, as I tried to ride Kent quietly! We were both turned on by the prospect of being caught by the others, and thier proximaty made us both incredibly hot.

Brad and Annemarie had moved on up, and Brad was trying to calm Annemarie, and some of the others, who were becoming quite afraid. He was telling them all, that they were safe, sheltered and once they stayed together, help would be along in no time.

I could sense the heat rising in the two in the back of the bus. That heat was generated because their blood was pumping faster. And I knew that everyone else in my clan could feel it too... It was driving my clans men crazy with need.

It was then that two of my clan's men... children really... flew at the bus, slamming into the sides of it! A glass panel shattered from the door of the bus and two black arms reached in with amazing speed and grabbed Brad and Annemarie by the collars tearing them out of the bus! Their screams grew more and more distant... while the screams on the bus grew increasingly more intense!

Now all their blood was pumping hard and only drove us into a bigger bloodlust! I can see you all screaming and running around terrified as I pierce through the darkness, looking into your eyes... my eyes grow wide and your screams go silent....

I was panting hard, trying desperately to contain my impending scream, as I normally made a lot of noise when I came, and of course, on the bus, I had to stay silent. Kent was chuckling behind me, and helpfully put his hand over my mouth, at the appropriate moment, and I hoped none of the others had been aware of what we were doing!

Just then, the side window of the bus crashed open, and Brad and Annemarie was lifted out!! Nothing now could contain my scream, although this time it was of a very different nature. Vampires!!

I dug quickly in my bag for garlic, and pulled my crucifix to the front of my neck, while Kent tried valiently to push be behind him. Even those talismen were of little protection, depending on the age of the vampires. Supposedly they might ward off a young vamp, but one who had been around for centuries would be stronger and would have developed an immunity to them.

I clung desperately to Kent, terrified, and totally unaware that Kent's recently deposited cum was tricking down my thighs.

I watch as one of the clans younger fly tears off the back door of the bus with the screaming of metal and steel twisting! Another quickly flew inside... only to fall out again, hissing and cursing in the native tongue!

I lower myself in the air and see what the cause is. Of all the women and men in the group, I see you holding your defenses and I smile to myself. You are brave. Very brave for a fool hearty girl. She could hold off nearly everyone of his clan. The garlic was more of a laugh than anything. A rumor that the vampires created so long enough as a false sense of security. HOwever, the cross... now the cross was dangerous.

It had the same effect as sunlight on our skin, burning through our flesh as quick as the lethal daytime rays. My younger brother found that out the hard way as he fled the bus!

To make matters worse, a second and third girl appeared with similar crosses in their hands. After a few failed attempts to get to the girls with the crosses, the rest of them realized that they were safest with the three with the defensive tools.

"Smart Girl" I mutter as I see you coordinate the two other cross bearing girls on one side of the bus, with you on the other end, fending off the attacks. In the middle the remaining male and the rest of the girls trembled clustered close together, making their target as small as possible.

I realized two things. One... you were the leader of this group. I was surprised you did not come out with a wooden stake as well. Two... in this position, it was possible for you to protect everyone through the night. Which meant I had to do something else to shake you up.

I watch as my brothers tear at the bus, try to attack only to be fended off by the crosses... an idea begins to form....

My heart beat out a tattoo as I realised the magnitude of the attack, our only defence being the cross, the garlic and the inevitability of the dawn, although that was yet several hours hence.

Everyone was terrified, and the initial chaos increased our vulnurability, we needed a plan. Terrrified I held my small crucifix, that I wore on a chain about my neck, aloft, and the nearest vampire recoiled and I quickly realised that it held more power than the garlic. I called to the others, my voice sounding cracked and desperate to my own ears, "Guys hold up your crosses, if any of you have one, they cant come near!!" Cara, I knew had one, as hers was similar to mine, except her was gold where mine was silver. Joanne had one too, and the three of us tried to cover the open area's of the bus, with the others huddled behind us. I noted with disgust that Kent's moment of chivelry had passed quickly, and he appeared to be using some of the girls as a human sheild!

The vamps continued to swoop in, and recoil, screaming, and I felt my palms begin to sweat. I kept changin the cross from one hand to the other, alternately wiping my sweaty palms across the short skirt of my cheerleading costume.

In the midst of it all, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and goosebumps formed all over me, and I felt a sudden chill, certain that I was being watched intently. I glance about, my eyes drawn into the impenitrable blackness in the moonless sky above, and I felt as though I was looking into the darkest, blackest eyes, and had the sensation that they looked back into me, seeing right to my soul.

I gave a dark evil grin. Morning was but a few hours a way so they still had time. The problem was that the more terrified the human's became, the more their blood pumped which increased the blood scent of them, which drove my clansmen crazy, which only seed to fuel even more seed! It was carried away and if I didn't step in, they would stay sheltered all night.

{{ Brothers... Sisters... The bus... scatter them... }} I thought as I enforced my will on the rest. I was one of the oldest, most experienced and maturist of all the vamps in this clan and as a result with the death of my father, I became the elder. My mental powers grew and I learned that I could, not control their minds, but control the thoughts that went through their heads. I could not make them walk over a cliff, but I could put the idea in their head which generally meant they would do it.

All my clansmen pulled away from the bus a moment... flying into the darkness. I intentionally did this just for the calm before the storm. I moved all my clan to the right of the bus, and started shooting them onto the side of the vehicle. At first nothing happened by the bus started rocking... then rocking harder... till finally we had knocked if over onto it's side only to watch it roll twice before finally coming to a stop partially into the lake!

The first person I see diving out of the back of the bus was the woman who was the 'cheerleader' leader. I immediately move towards her, landing 10 feet away, staring at her. I don't make a single move as she looks frantically for her cross, finding it in the mud. As she holds it up to me, I look into her eyes and know at that instant, I have her...

The hope that we might hold off the attack until the dawn had begun to take root, and I felt my spirits soar, victory was within our grasp.!!!

Then, as suddenly as we had been attacked, they withdrew. For a moment we were silent, and then we cheered, exuberent at our success, and in that instant, it all changed again. The had not retreated, mearly regrouped, and with a series of volleys, the hit the side of the bus in unison, and we began to tip, for a instant, the bus teetering on its side, before it tumbled, over and over again, landing partially submerged in the lake.

The sight of water filling the bus, focussed us all on one collective thought - ESCAPE! The threat of the vampires suddenly seeming to be the lesser peril, and I stumbled out of the bus, into the thigh deep, cold water of the lake, and ran, dropping my cross, and fumbling before I managed to get it once again, and I fled straight into the most terrifying, imposing, malevolent man I could imagine, and I froze, staring straight into your eyes.

It was neither your impresive height, now the width of your shoulders, that made you so formidable, but rather your eyes. Those eyes, dark, impenitrable kept me fixated and frozen, rooted to the spot, and I knew with certainty that it was your eyes I had felt upon me.

I had watched as she came out and looked up at me. I didn't pay any mind to the other women of the bus racing out and getting plucked up one at a time! My eyes were on you and that was all that mattered. As the leader of the clan, I demanded one of the prey to play with till I got bored.

The sounds of screams and gurgling slowly began to ebb away as she stood entranced in my eyes. I embraced her thoughts {{ I will not harm you. You are safe with me and you trust me. Put down the cross...}}

Watching you stand there, after a few moments the cross falls to the ground and disappears into the mud. I smile widely and think {{ Walk to me. }}

I can feel that 4 of my clan had taken their humans alive while the others were tore apart and drained of their blood. In the background, the bus slides deeper into the mud! I never take my eyes from you as I eventually feel your hand on my arm and said, {{ Turn your head so I may see your pretty neck... }}

Mesmerized. There was no other word for it. I stood and stared into those hypnotic eyes that seemed to see right into me, knowing all my secrets. I was entranced.

I walked slowly toward you, as you had told me, trusting that you would not hurt me, that you ment me no harm, and yet, the logical part of me was screaming STOP!! RUN!! But my body was obeying you, not me. I was washed with calm. I knew that no words had been spoken, my ears had heard nothing, but my mind had heard you clearly. Perhaps this was all a figment of my imagination? It wasn't real, it couldn't be. I was imagining all of this, and even as I was walking to you, I was questioning why I was doing so.

I had discarded my cross, dropping it into the mud, and I didn't care. I was shocked at myself, not only for throwing away the cross and the protection that went with it, but it had been a gift from my estranged father on my graduation, and I had not taken it off since. I knew I should be frantic about it, but I was calm. I brought my hand to my face, and discovered that I was smiling!

The screaming behind me was fading away and I stopped before you, turning my head aside, and exposing the vulnerability of my neck, my carteroid artery beating rhythmically beneath the skin. I even gathered my shoulder length hair, which I had let out of its ponytail earlier, and drew it over my left shoulder. I was calmed by your presence, and yet I trembled before you power. It vibrated off you, like an aura, an intrinsic part of you, and those eyes that stared deep into my soul, held me immobile.

I watch you closely as you stand there offering your neck to me. A clansmen landed behind you starting to reach for you and stopping once he sees me... quickly cowering away and the flies off.

I slowly open my jaw... and you see me open my jaw unnatural wide, my fangs being revealed to her! You did nothing to resist, no fear in your eyes at all. I thrust my jaws at you... then stop. I back up and gaze down at you once more.

Rather than turning you into food like I almost do. I decide I have another plan for you. I sink my teeth into your skin! Rather than draining you dry right then... which was soo tempting for me. It takes all my effort not to drain you dry... I back off gently.. taking only enough of your blood to begin a conversion.

I scoop your body into my arms and take flight with you. Still in a hypnotic state, he flew her off into the night. He could sense the changes taking place in her. His drained her blood slightly and in turned forced his mind to be linked into hers. Unlike Hollywood's version of vamperism where a single bite would cause an instant converting of human to vampire, the real conversion took at least 2 weeks, fresh drainings of the convertee every day.

The first half of the conversation would be slow and tedious, burning in her core as the human part of her slowly drains away. She can still be converted back to human at this point with the right tools. A week into it, she will have 2 days of hell, where the human body literally dies... Her soul becomes converted into the dark sould of a vampire and she is then returned to her undead body as vampire. She spends 5 days growing into her powers. At the end of the 5 day period, she is a fully developed vampire.

I watch fixated as your jaws open wide, unnaturally so, revealing fangs where canines should be!! There is still a tiny part of my brain working, and it is waving a red flag and screaming go! go! go! Run, as fast as you can!!! The "fight or flight" instinct still working, but my body refuses to obey. My mind, or at least the majority of it, is unnaturally calm. I feel almost as thought I am having an out of body experience, and watch myself behave so unnaturally.

The fangs pierce my neck, and it hurt, incredibly so! But, it is also pleasurable, incredibly so!! I moan with the sensation, the heightened arousal, and I feel my body reacting.

Then, I am not killed, I am not drained dry, as I had expected to be, but rather scooped into your arms, and flown high into the impenitrable dark of the night. I should be terrified, if you drop me, I will die instantly, but I am exhilerated!

I take you high into the air! So high you even see the ground through the darkness. All that remains in this sky is you and I! My eyes gaze down to your neck and the two small holes with blood trails running down your skin. I want to bite down again... take all your sweet as honey blood! My vampire instincts are so strong it hurts to fend them off.

This is the reason why only the elders can create new vampires! The younglings do have not the ability to resist the temptations of blood lust. As much as I wish they could, I am pleased they can't. So long as I can create new vampires, the younglings will never turn on me.

I look into your eyes and can see them glazed over... the look of the initial phase starting to kick in quickly. He said, "You will be converted. It is painful and you will die... but once you are reborn, you will become stronger than you could ever have imagined."

I shift your weight to one hand, still high in the air and I take the sharp thumbnail and dig into my skin, piercing it and watching a few droplets of my own black death trickle between my fingers towards the earth. I look at you and take my hand over your head and say "Drink. Drink now slave..."

I am terrified as we fly through the sky, a least on a logical level, I am, but I feel almost as though I am sedated, I have an unnatural level of calm. You have me held in your hand, and I know that that is the only thing preventing my fall, and impact with the ground, is your strength.

"Drink. Drink now slave..."

You cut your skin, offering me your blood, and I am instantly horrified and a yet ravenous, and to my horror, I lean forward, extend my tongue, and I lick the trickle of black blood from you, and I felt immediately, the effect of it, like electricity flowing though me, and I felt more alive than I ever had.

My heart was pounding, excitement pumping me, anxiety, desire so strong, and a connection so profound, I felt as though I were a part of you.

I hold you in my arms, letting you nurse on my arm like a babe on a mother tit. Soon, I feel the draw of your thrist pulling more and more from me till I finally jerk my arm away and look at you.

{{ We are one slave. I am in your mind now and with time you will be allowed into my mind. }} I think to her. The link is complete and I can feel her body, her heart pulse, her pussy twitch, breath light. We have become Merged now.

Being Merged is a bitter sweet time for a Vampire Master and slave. We can read each other's minds now. We can sense what each other feel. For now, I control your feelings, your fears, your desires, everything and as the mergeance takes it's course, you will grow into your own vampire. However, I must be careful now. VERY careful for I am vulnerable with you. If another vampire were to attempt to kill you, that link would cause me to stun me severely for several hours... which could be dangerous for me if it were near sunrise... or near enemies who want me dead.

{{ M.... Master.... }} the first word through her mind to mine.

I give no change in facial expressions but respond quickly, {{ We are Merged now. Let us go...}}

I take off once again... not to the nest, but to my personal lair... in the castle deep of McShire far away from society and those who would do me or my slave ill will...

I am shocked by my blood lust, not realising how much I have drawn from you, until you snatch away your hand. Bringing it to your lips, I watch as you tongue extends, and you lick the wound, and I know that the saliva will quickly heal the incision, and quell the bleeding.

My fear of flying so high, of perhaps being dropped out of the sky has faded and dissappeared, and I instinctively know that you will keep me safe, protect me.

<<We are one slave. I am in your mind now and with time you will be allowed into my mind>>

I realise that you have not spoken, for I have been watching your mouth, and the words are in my head as clearly as if you had spoken aloud, and I realise that we have a telepathic link, that you can communicate with me, direct to my brain.

<<M....Master>> my own thought, and I know it is heard. It is a tenuous communication, I am unsure of my place, but an intrinsic part of me knows without doubt that you are my creator, and my master.

<<We are Merged now. Let us go>> I hear you response in my mind, and as we fly, I am aware that we are diverging from the other vampires, who I had sensed in the vicinity, and I know that you are bringing me away, somewhere private, where you can help shape my transformation to fully fledge vampire, and I know that I represent a vulnurability, a weak spot to you until that happens, and I realise what I owe you.

We are alone. I can sense no other, and as we move quickly though the night sky, I fall asleep, only to wake a short time later. We are at a huge medieval castle, that I know is your home, and we are descending the steps to the dungeon, with dawn approaching, we need to be interred in the ground, to rest, and remain safe until the coming night.

As we reach the darkest parts of the dungeon, you find yourself in a large relatively empty room lit sparsely by a few candles. There is splattered blood on the walls though not as much as one might realize. A large coffin and a few large animal carriers are the only furniture available.

Two women laid naked in 2 of the 4 cages. Both women were nearly perfect in appearance. One was Polynesian in look, long flowing black hair, black eyes, dark tanned skin standing about 5'7", with large plump breasts. The other was a african american woman, tall, thin, small perky breasts and firm tight ass. Both women had puncture marks on their necks which had long since healed over.

I walk you into the room and then unlock the cages. Both women, suddenly began to act very different. They moved more animal like than human, squatting and sitting on their haunches than actually walking straight. They shifted their heads back and forth with speed that almost seemed unnatural.

I think {{ Pay no heed. They are Dismals. }} A mental image flashed into her mind about failed conversions. Those that do not make it through to the end, become dismals. Not vampire but not human. Normally, Dismals were killed nearly instantly after birth... but these two made it through...

I watch the Dismals scurry towards the new arrival and move their fingers along her outfit, looking at it, examining it...

My horror must have been plainly written all over my face, and indeed, my body language too, must have spoken of my revolt at these once-were-human creatures.

There were more animal than human, and there was one sniffing at me, fingering my scant clothing.

<<get them away from me, please!!!>> I shrieked in my head.

Then, as they were gathered up and removed from me with a simple wave of your hand, another thought struck me, <<what if this happens to me! >> I thought. Then I looked at you, staring into your eyes <<Promise me you will kill me, if that happens do me! I could not bear to live like that - mostly beast, a distorted caricature, the unnatural result of creation gone wrong!! Promise you will end my life, and not leave me like that!!! Promise me!>> I knew with certaintly that I would do all in my power, what ever power I may have, to ensure that my transformation was completed successfully - Live as a dismal did not bear thinking about.

<< I can make no promise girl. If you fail to convert, this is your fate. So you will embrace what your conversion with all you are >> I said back to her before I enforced my will on her again.

Calming her down in the core, he thought, << These are creatures of sexual need. They know no other need and will forgo all just to recieve their next orgasm. They have their eyes on you. Look at them... they are still human... only their minds are gone... >>

He watched as the Dismals began to pull and tug on the clothes on his new acquistion and then he thought << Strip... now slave... >>

He watched her get naked quickly before he turned towards her and thought, <<Your thirst for sex is going to grow with each day. You are going to become a creature of sexual need. It is part of the transformation. You feel it already growing in you. The more you embrace this sex lust, the quicker you will find yourself transforming... now kneel... crawl to me and embrace your Master's cock and serve me well...>>

I watch as the Dismal's drop onto all fours, sniffing her body as she crawled towards him, even so far as to sniff her pussy hard...

<< I can make no promise girl. If you fail to convert, this is your fate. So you will embrace what your conversion with all you are >>

The thought of ending up like one of those dreadful dismals, made my blood run cold. I redoubled my determination to do all I could to ensure the conversion process was successful. I had no desire per se to be a vampire, but that was a fate I could not avoid.

I looked into your eyes, and I hear your order << Strip... now slave... >> Immediately I began to peel off the skimpy cheerleading outfit, the tiny skirt, panties, top and bra, and finally her footware. Thoughts of non compliance did not even enter her mind.

<<Your thirst for sex is going to grow with each day. You are going to become a creature of sexual need. It is part of the transformation. You feel it already growing in you. The more you embrace this sex lust, the quicker you will find yourself transforming... now kneel... crawl to me and embrace your Master's cock and serve me well...>>

I could not say why, but your words neither shocked nor surprised me. Naked, I fell to my knees, and began to crawl toward you, by breasts swaying, my hips rolling as I make my way across the floor, stopping before you, , unfastening the laces at the front of your hip hugging black leather pants and reaching for your cock.

Taking it out, I gasp at the size, but obediently begin to lick you from your heavy balls to the very tip. Nibbling you, soaking you with saliva I began to take you length into my mouth, feeling the head hit the back of my throat after little more than a third had entered my mouth. Relaxing my throat, I look up at you, taking more and more of your length. <<tell me what you like, tell me how I can make it better for you>> I ask.

<<Take my meat and tease it slave. Make your thrust onto my cock my reward for making it through your teasing. >> I think into your mind.

As you focus on me, the two dismals focus their attention on the new arrival and one lays down on her back, shimmying her head up between your legs, leaning up and taking her incredibly long tongue and begins teasing that pussy and ass. She tongue is so strong, she can pierce your anus, though she prefers to lick your clit. Her arms wrap your legs and part your pussy as she plunges even deeper into you!

The second Dismal comes in front of you, grabbing your breasts, squeezing them firmly and letting her own tongue reach out and circle those nipples hard!

Both dismals sense how aroused you are becoming from the assault on your body and they find themselves quickly reaching orgasms! over and over as they lick and taste and nurture your body in a constant state of horniness....

<<Take my meat and tease it slave. Make your thrust onto my cock my reward for making it through your teasing. >>

Instinctively, I know I must obey your order, and strangely, I find I WANT to obey, I feel a need to please you as my creator. I begin to lick your impressive cock round and round, as though it were an ice-cream, and the tiny droplet of pre-cum works on me like an aphrodisiac, and I moan with need, and feel my empty pussy clench with unfulfilled need.

Suddenly, I am startled by the flick of a tongue against my clit, and, realising it is one of the dismals, those dreadful and repulsive creatures, I am horrified, and yet, as her tongue fucks my throbbing pussy, and flicks against my clit, I find myself pressing down against her face.

Moments later, my nipples are treated to similar treatment from the other, and again, my mind wars with itself, horror versus desire, and my incredible need and desire win though, and I surrender my body to their pleasuring, while I concentrate all my own efforts on teasing, and pleasuring my master's cock.

I use my hands to tease your heavy balls, and to work the base of your shaft, which I am, as yet, unable to work into my mouth. My nails graze lightly over you, teasing you, while I hollow my cheeks and take progressively more of you.

I watch you struggle with the idea of the dismals pleasuring you but when I enforce your need for pleasure, you quickly give in and focus on my cock.

<< Breath through your nose, deep breath, take it all the way in... >> I think feeling you struggling with your attempt to please me so I think << put your hands behind your head and interlace your fingers. You will get used to deep throating me or else woman... >>

I ake your interlaced fingers into my hand and push your head down onto my cock! I bury myself into you, forcing you to gag and cough and sputter as I shove deeper into her! I thought << This is what you will do if you want your Master's seed! >>

I forced her to struggle with the pain of the face fuck and the pleasrues of the nipples and pussy being tormented! The more in heat that I got, the more in heat they become as well! Soon all four of us are on the verge of orgasmic bliss!!!!!

OOC: this is Casey before her conversion: http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn144/sanjumish/002_sexy_nfl_cheerleader-770786.jpg


<< Breath through your nose, deep breath, take it all the way in... put your hands behind your head and interlace your fingers. You will get used to deep throating me or else woman... >>

The thoughts, your orders, made me quiver with desire, my body becoming nothing but a conduit for my lust. With my fingers laced behind my head, I have no way to stopping your penetration when it becomes uncomfortable, and with your hand on the back of my head, you force me to take you to the root, your long cock choking me, making me gag, and panic, my air supply cut off. Despite my panic, my deepest desire is nothing more than to please you, and that, coupled with your threat make me strive harder, continuing despite my discomfort.

<< This is what you will do if you want your Master's seed! >>
I wanted it. Desperately, and I redouble my earlier efforts, trying to ignore the distraction of the pleasure being forced upon me by the creatures who and playing my body like an instrument, making it hum, and causing me to grind my wet, throbbing pussy into her face, and thrust my tits deeper into the mouth of the other.

I feel my climax building in me, and suddenly a thought occurs to me, unbidden. Am I allowed to climax? My Master has not yet reached his peak! Looking up at you, our eyes connected I think <<Please Master! May I cum? I.....I need to cum....so bad>>