A Final Ride (closed for Puma & I)

[Pendulum]

I walked the cooling tarmac and enjoyed the scent of the sage and the sounds of the animals moving in the night, night was here, spreading it's comforting blanket, the moon basking me in it's cheerful rays.

It was no accident where I was, I came with a great hunger and a longing to fill it, time and patience leading me to this spot and at this hour. Duffel bag over my shoulder I walked the shoulder of the road, my hand outward, my thumb in the air in one of the oldest traditions. Instinct told me the first vehicle that slowed wasn't the one I had chosen and I waved the occupants onward, the pair of young girls insiding giving me dirty looks as they questioned my sexuality, then accelerated away with tires complaining.

"Indeed one of the luckiest turndowns of your lives." I chuckled as they sped away with the radio rattling away to Enya's voice.

Time passed and I continued my walk, enjoying the quiet and the feel of the breeze against my face, even the feel of the road under my stolen shoes, my ride would arrive shortly and then the evening would become quite interesting.

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia Fernandez


Sylvia likes to drive with her top down. Well not her top, but her blue Mercury Parklane's top. She enjoyed the erotic feel of the wind whipping through her long black hair. Ever since she got the car from her step mother she was always in it. College was over for the summer and she wasn't going to take any summer courses. She had time to kill, and it was a beautiful evening.

Sylvia enjoyed riding late at night with the stars and the moon directly overhead, and tonight the moon was full and hypnotizing. She felt compelled to drive out further and further away from her home. Anyway, she had an Atlas mapbook under her seat. Sylvia was good with maps and she wasn't afraid of getting lost.

Her family told her she was pushing her luck driving late at night alone, but Sylvia felt brave. She was a big girl now and knew how to take care of herself. Her older brother told her that she had more balls than most guys. Sylvia smiled recalling that comment.

As she sped along the highway she saw the young man on the side of the road with his duffel bag slung over his broad shoulder and his thumb out. Sylvia didn't hesitate to pull over and offer him a ride. After all he was probably a college student like she was on his way back to his hometown for the summer break.

Looking directly into his chocolate brown eyes Sylvia aksed, "Hi, how far are you going?"

 

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"As far as the road will take us" I replied and slid into the front seat of the immaculate vintage convertible, my bag going into the back seat. "Thanks for the ride"

She pulled away with a surge of power, the car responding crisply and I looked at the parking sticker in the lower corner of the front window.

"What's a college student doing with a car they stopped making in the late 60's?" I asked curiously, eying the dark hair and her eyes flashing from the pure thrill of the wind at her face. "Pardon the intrusiveness, it's just that I haven't seen a car this well kept for a long, long time."

If she only knew, I was taken by my master at the tender age of 19 and was now 200 hundred years plus that, my master now gone and I on my own. I could hear the womans heart beating strongly, could see the blood pulsing thru a vein in her neck and knew I was staring, but it didn't seem to matter to the young, shapely driver.

"My name is Matthew Sinclair" I offered her as well as my hand "How far will you be going this evening?"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia Fernandez


Sylvia shook his hand and smiling said, "Nice to meet you Matthew, I am Sylvia Fernandez, and I must say you seem to know your older cars pretty well. This is a 1967 model and has a giant 475 horse powered engine. Everything is totally electric, including the top. She was a gift from my step mother after I graduated high school last May."

Sylvia let go of his hand and smiled at him as she tore away from the side of the road and back onto the road again. "Now, tell me where you are headed to and I will let you know how far I can take you." Again Sylvia looked into his deep brown eyes and couldn't help but notice how good looking he was. Strong looking also....maybe a bodybuilder.

Adjusting her eyes back onto the road she added, "Let me know if it gets too windy for you. I can hit the switch to raise up the roof. No problemo, we don't even have to stop." After saying that Sylvia gunned the engine some more and sped up to 80 mph. She always was a bit of a show off.

After a few minutes of silence Sylvia commented, "Doesn't the full moon look beautiful tonight, Matthew? I love these warm summer nights." As she asked Sylvia turned to look at him and noticed that he was still staring at her. She felt herself blush and looked away. "Where did you say you were going? Are you on college break? Are you headed home to your family?"

 

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Matthew

"The moon is indeed exquisite Sylvia" I agreed as I admired the full moon with her, the edges slowly turning to a dark red, the cloudless night giving us an unrestricted view of the almost living orb.

"I believe we will be treated to what is called a blood moon"

The powerful engine of the car purred as we rocketed down the twin laned road and I smiled, admiring the power of the inanimate creature and the woman who controlled it.

"Where I am going is a few miles ahead, Sylvia, an estate set back off the road a bit that will shelter me if you'd be so kind as to carry me there?"

I watched the road and the center stripe flashing by us if connected.

"As to college, my days of learning have past, I am a student of life now"

Again my eyes went to the woman and the alluring figure she created, how alive she was at the wheel of the car, how her face was flushed and her blood moved within her veins.

"I am alone in this world, Sylvia, Alone and searching for ONE to join ME"

The motor roared, it's mighty power vibrating thru the car, it's vibrations touching both of us in different ways.

"There" I pointed carefully to a rising hill to our right. "Turn there and then up the hill, once over we'll be able to see the estates main abode"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


Sylvia turned the wheel effortlessly onto the hill and began the mount up to the estate Matthew pointed out. She still had that one strange comment he had made in her head.

"I am alone in this world, Sylvia, Alone and searching for ONE to join ME"

As she pulled up to the estates main abode she turned to him and said, "What do you mean 'join' you, Matthew? You mean you want to find someone to marry you?"

As Sylvia spoke he was already getting out of her car and coming towards her side reaching for the car door's handle. He was handsome, but there was something about him that didn't feel quite right. Puzzled, she looked up into his beautiful brown eyes.

"I better be going, Matthew."

 

[Pendulum]

Matthew

Sylvia had made eye contact and I held it, using the power in my mind...in my being to hold her eyes and crawl slowly into her mind.

"No, Sylvia, I insist" I replied softly, no need to raise my voice in the dead quiet of the grotto she had driven into. "You have bestowed a gift upon me and it is now a matter of my honor to return it to you."

Still she sat in the car, her mind churning as my own closed in around it and began to asserts it's control over her, her terror spreading inside her mind and making me smile.

"Step out of the car, Sylvia, and join me in my home"

And despite the determination in her own eyes her body moved of it's own accord, my hand opening her door for her as I continued llooking into her now frightened eyes and enjoyed the sight of her long legs swiveleing out.

"I will show you a world you never dreamed possible, my pet." I promised and extended my hand to her, admiring her well filled dress as she accepted it and rose. "One in which you may soon wish to join, or die trying"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


As I stepped out of the car and took Matthew's hand I had the feeling that I was somehow walking in my sleep and that being here with him was just a dream. Yet, his hand felt warm and strong and his smile captivated me. He was very real and I liked the look and feel of him.

He had spoken of a world I "never dreamed possible." As he led me along to his estate foyer, my hand in his, I asked him, "What is this world you speak of that I may soon wish to join, or die trying, Matthew? You make it sound like a cult or something fanatical like that. " Then I laughed.

When I looked into his face I saw that he had a glazed look over his eyes as if he were looking at something he was going to eat. He was looking at me! I saw and felt his eyes slowly wander over my face and body. I felt scared, yet excited, of his penetrating eyes. He smiled at me and it mesmerized me. Damn, I felt weak.

He squeezed my hand and I felt the blood inside of me heat up. How was it that I was so easily moved by him. He continued to lead me up to the front door and before I could say another word I found myself inside of his home. Then I heard the heavy door shut and bolted behind me. I gasped and my heart raced. I stood frozen in the entryway. Everything was happening too fast. I didn't seem to have much control over what was happening.

The home was cold and dark and I could feel him close behind me. I managed to take a few steps forward trying to put some distance between us and then turned around. He was still right next to me. I could feel the heat from his body as he stared into my eyes. His eyes shone in the dark as if they were illuminated from the inside. I could feel his breath on me. "Matthew, I really do have be going. I need to get home."

After saying this I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and walked around him and towards the closed door. I was not going to stay here any longer.

 

[Pendulum]

Matthew

She moved to the door as I replied to her queries, her attempts to move the ornate and heavy handles ineffective and quite useless as I watched.

"Not a cult or a group of fanatics, perhaps nothing like you've ever experienced in this lifetime either."

Sylvia had stopped trying the unmoving handles, her face showing a trace of fear as I stood quietly and watched her and she questioned.

"What do you want from me, Matthew?"

Smiling I moved to her, one hand sliding to the small of her back to pull her to me.

"For now your company" I smiled and bent to kiss her. "Later we will discuss what else"

Eyes wide she moved with me, my hand still at her trim waist and guiding her to a waiting table filled with food and set for two.

"Sit and enjoy a meal with me, Sylvia" I waved a hand over the table and to a chair. "Allow me to enjoy you as my guest"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


I slowly walked over to the beautiful intricately carved wooden table that had so many different kinds of delicious foods on it. Every different kind of food imaginable. How did he know he was going to be having a guest? There seemed to be no one else around, and the table was set only for two.

I felt dizzy. I could still feel his kiss on my lips. The full brush of his lips on mine. It had taken my breath away, but I knew that this was not a safe place to be. When I tried to leave just moments before I couldn't open the door, I was virtually a prisoner. That wasn't good. I was quickly losing my appetite.

I looked at him and sought out his deep brown eyes and asked, "Matthew, may I leave after the meal? My family is expecting me home." Why was I asking him, I thought to myself. Why couldn't I just leave on my own accord? He came up next to me and pulled the chair out from under the table for me and I sat down, still waiting for an answer.

He sat down at the head of the table, with me to his right. He seemed oblivious to my question. He started offering me the different plates of the scrumptuous looking food. I took a little of it and he then served me some red wine. I had never seen a wine that looked so much like blood. We toasted to our new friendship.

I drank from the crystal goblet and then ate a little bit. The food seemed to make me thirstier and I drank more wine. It was delicious. Matthew ate with the manners of a court prince. I was impressed by his style, but I still felt something was not right with him. Earlier he had said that he was going to discuss why he wanted me there.

After I had finished my meal I turned to him and saw him staring at me again as if I were the next course on the menu. I thanked him for the wonderful meal and said that I would give him my home phone number, but that I had to leave now. He smiled that incredibly sexy smile of his and took my hand in his. I waited for his response.

 

[Pendulum]

Matthew

Smiling I watched as she gracefully rose from the chair and accepted my hand, her body a lithe figure that held quiet promises of pleasure to my observant eyes.


Her hand in mine, her eyes locked with mine I ignored her attempt again to leave and instead guided her out of the dining room and to a smaller one filled with large, overstuffed furniture and a cheerfully glowing fireplace.

"Sit Sylvia" I instructed gently "I have a wine I wish you to sample, then enjoy the warmth of the fire with me, it is not often we get to have such moments in this cold world, much less enjoy."

And despite the growing alarm in her eyes Sylvia lowered herself to the chair and sat quietly as I poured a dark red vintage into a glass and offered it to her.

"Drink Sylvia, drink and share a toast to our future together."

The glass to her lips she paused, doubt in her eyes, and I smiled.

"I do not need to drug you or get you drunk Sylvia" I reassured her "It is much easier to simply take what I want."

The wine slid over her lips and into her mouth, her graceful throat moving as she swallowed, then lowered the glass.

It's delicious She complimented in appreciation.

"Nearly 400 years old, all that I have left of a family tradition or the family that once carried it."

And what do we do next? Sylvia questioned me.

"You drink the rest of your wine Sylvia" I replied with a soft smile and slid into a chair across from her. "And I relax while you drink it and remove your clothes for me"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


Sylvia choked on her wine after Matthew's last statement. He had said, "And I relax while you drink it and remove your clothes for me" Was he asking her to strip? He was incredibly handsome and charming, but he was not going to make her put on a show for him.

Even as the fear crawled through her body, Sylvia steadied herself and asked, "Why would I want to do that?" she paused and continued, "But more importantly, what did you mean when you said 'It is much easier to simply take what I want.' "

He got up from his seat and suddenly stood in front of her. How did he move so fast? It was as if he had glided. "You are frightening me, Matthew and I must insist that I leave here right now!" Sylvia got up from her cushioned seat and suddenly felt dizzy. "I thought you said you didn't need to get me drunk. What is in this wine?"

As Sylvia gathered her courage she demanded, "Don't get any closer to me! And unlock that door and let me leave!" Suddenly his hands were on her. How is it that she didn't even see them move. Even as Sylvia resisted he was pulling her into him as if she were just a doll. She cringed at his strength and said, "Don't make me do something I don't want to do, Matthew. Please!"

As she stared into his deep brown eyes it was as if she were seeing more than one person behind them. It was as if many people were staring back at her through them. Some looked as if they were laughing, others crying. Now Sylvia was sure he must have drugged her. Sylvia screamed and tried to claw at Matthew's eyes, but she was pinned against him helplessly by his ever tightening clutch on her. Sylvia fainted in his arms.

 

[Pendulum]

Matthew

I lifted the young woman in my arms then moved back to the dining room from where we had started. The table was cleared and polished to perfection, the marrs where her skin had touched gone now as if they never existed.

The table would soon be covered with many, many more.

Smiling I placed my hands in her blouse and with a shrug shredded it, the action making her now bare breasts move erotically and her nipples hardened as the cooler air touched them.

Then her blue jeans, her body rolling from the force of the fabric tearing away, her firm, panty clad ass coming into view and blocking sight of the V that promised pleasure beneath it.

I remedied that with a flick of my finger, sending the perfumed scrap away before rolling the woman back.

She was erotically beautiful, the planes of her face, her full lips, the taper of her long neck leading to her unblemished shoulders...

Even the darker tone of her skin, not tanned as many were leaning to in these times, but a light chocolate, even and perfect in every curve and hollow.

Her breasts. Full and natural, the aureoles dark chocolate and the size of a silver dollar, the nipples swollen to hardness as I breathed on them and smiled at thier reaction.

Her stomach. Flat, muscular, unmarked by child birth or disease, and leading to hips that told me she was indeed, all woman.

Muscular thighs, lean, long legs, her mound neatly coifed and the mound below promising great passion...feet that were not too small or too large...ankles trim and unscarred...toes not curled or crushed in her youth.

Smiling again I rolled her over on her stomach, my hands moving up and down her torso, my hands scrutinizing every inch of her flawless skin before I rose and nodded.

She was perfection.

Moving to a chair I lowered myself in it and relaxed in it, waiting and watching the unmoving form that lay on the table...

Hours later she stirred and moaned, opening her eyes as she rolled to her side and let her eyes focus...

"Tell me about yourself, Sylvia" I invited as she grimaced and lifted herself to a sitting position, her attempts to hide her body amusing me as she failed.

"If we're going to be together for a long, long time I'd like to find out who and what you are"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


Waking up and finding myself naked on that long table was the shock of a lifetime. I didn't remember undressing, or being undressed, yet here I was lifting myself up to a sitting position on top of the table, trying to cover my pubic area and breasts as Matthew sat in a chair close by and smiled. I felt cold and my nipples were hard and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Becoming more aware of what was happening I heard him ask me to tell him about myself. Then he completely shocked me when he announced: "If we're going to be together for a long, long time I'd like to find out who and what you are." I stared at him in disbelief and felt myself blush deeply when I noticed that his eyes were making their way over my private parts even as I tried to cover up.

In embarrassment and anger I asked him, "What do you mean who and what I am? The question should be who and what are you? And what makes you think we are going to be together for a long time?" With my heart beating rapidly I continued, "and why did you think you had the right to strip me? Where are my clothes?"

I looked down off of the table and saw my clothes shredded and left in piles on the floor. I was a virgin and was pretty sure that I still was one and that he had not raped me when I was unconscious because I wasn't in any pain and there was no blood or sperm on my fingers when I reached into my vagina to check. That was a big relief to me, but then why did he strip me? What had he done to me? What was he going to do to me?

"Listen I gave you a ride, Matthew, and that was all that I agreed to. Why are you keeping me here, and why like this?" I asked as I looked down at my nude body and blushed deeply again having never been naked in front of a man before. Plus, I felt stupid sitting naked on top of his dining room table. I climbed down and picked up my shredded garments. All I could think of was what was I going to wear now? How was I going to get out?

I looked over at him and saw his eyes glowing as the flames in the fireplace reflected off of his eyes. He got up out of his chair and looked at me as if I were a naughty child. His eyes smiling yet his eyebrows were cocked as if annoyed. I knew he would soon make his way over to me again. There had to be another way out of there. I looked behind me and saw a narrow hallway and bolted towards it as I prayed.

 

[Pendulum]

Matthew

Perfect. Even as her nude body ran away from me my eyes judged her flawless body and found her to be everything I wanted. Everything I desired. Her body sheer beauty and without flaw.

Perfect.

Smiling I moved. With the speed and grace of an immortal. The power of one who could call upon the strength of a hundred souls of the victims I had taken. I passed her as she reached for the door and stood in front of her, knowing that it seemed I had suddenly appeared as if by magic.

Gasping she staggered back, her eyes wide, her hands to her breasts that swayed as she breathed in fear...

"Allow me to introduce myself, Sylvia" I purred smoothly and held her eyes with mine again. "My name is Matthew Sinclair, I was born in the year 1612 and reborn in the year 1631, I came to this land before it was even the colonies, searching and waiting..."

Her small hands beat at my chest in frantic and futile attempts and I laughed, capturing them easily as if they were tiny birds....

"Waiting for you, to be born and mature, for the perfect woman to join me in immortal life...as my eternal mate"

Sylvia screamed, her body twisting and turning in my grasp, the sway and motion making her even more desirable as I walked her backwards to the table, pinning her backside as I pressed my own body tightly to hers.

"Who are YOU?" She gasped and I smiled.

"I have told you WHO I am, it is WHAT you now need to know...for I am a vampire and you are about to join me"

 

[PumaSue]

Sylvia


Seeing how he had glided without effort, how strong his physical power was, I then knew I had no choice but to accept him for what he was saying he was.

"......for I am a vampire and you are about to join me"

The joining him part was the part that was the hardest to accept. How do I do that? Do I have to die first? He had me pinned back naked and he was on top of me. Was this how one joins a vampire family? Through sex? This might not be as painful as I thought. Maybe I don't have to die, but still....

I used all my might to close my thighs but he easily held me open with his lower legs. By the look on his face, which was way too close to mine, he seemed to be enjoying my struggling. Smiling widely he chuckled as if I were a plaything. Then I saw them. The fangs! I screamed as he laughed.

He lowered his face down towards mine and gently kissed my lips. My attempts to cover my face with my hands were easily met by one of his hands. Was he going to suck me, then fuck me, or fuck me, then suck me? I hadn't read any of those Anne Rice novels so I had no idea what to expect.

In an instance he was completely naked and still on top of me. I could feel the smooth hardness of his abdominal and thigh muscles. There was another hard muscle up against my stomach. It twitched and throbbed and seemed to have a life of its own. He bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I was expecting him to bite it off or eat it or something. I felt his fangs nick my nipple and I cried out to him to stop!

He looked up at me again with that wide grin displaying those shiny sharp fangs on each side of his mouth. A little of my blood still on his mouth. I felt myself begin to hyperventilate and knew I had better calm down or I might pass out and never regain consciousness....or even worse, regain consciousness as one of his kind.

"Please, Matthew, what is going to happen to me now? Can't I just swallow a potion or something? Do you have to rape me? I am still a virgin and plan to stay this way until I meet the right man!"

After saying this Matthew laughed hysterically and as he did his hard muscle on my stomach, his penis, oh God, dug deeper into me and actually began to hurt me.