My accidental ghoul (closed)

Wolk

The howny wabbit
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OOC: This SRP is based heavily on the world and plot of Vampires: The Masquerade - Bloodlines, although it is not an identical rip-off. As authors of this SRP both I and my co-writer can and will change some aspects of the world. The title mentioned above is just an inspiration for this. So, what I'm saying is, if you are one of the numerous fans of White Wolf universe out there and you find a percieved inconsistency with the 'official' version in this SRP, please don't come screaming to us about it. We are here to have fun, not to argue over specifics.

Enjoy. :rose: :)

IC:

I am a vampire. What an odd thing to say. I know most will not believe me. The Masquerade works quite well after all. Then again, what does it matter if anyone believes it. I do not intend for this script to fall into the hands of Kine, of those who are not in on the secret of Kindred's existence, of those who walk the earth like sheep, unaware of the wolves' existence.

It started a long time ago. I was sneaking into a Santa Monica clinic, looking to buy or snatch a few refregirated bags from its blood bank. Those store so well in my fridge. I would say they are the equivalent of human tincans. You just open one up when you don't want to bother with cooking, or in my case, hunting.

I heard moans coming from one of the rooms I snuck by. They were horrible, really. I have seen people die, die slowly, die painfully, but I've never seen or heard anything like this. I went in to investigate, knowing I could always claim I was a visitor, who mistook the room number. There on the bed she was, still conscious, but obviously dieing. Horrible wounds made her beautiful body into a gory nightmare, a sea of blood splattered against her white skin. Her eyes were open and in them I could see she felt every agonizing moment.

You have no right to judge me for what I did then. You haven't been there. You haven't seen her suffer, life flowing out of her drop by drop and her mind slowly wilting away without the body's support. I slid my sharp nail over the vein on my wrist and held it to her crying mouth. I felt her suckle on it instinctively, drawing the Kindred blood out of my vein. It spread through her body like a wildfire, filling her with strength, starting to heal her wounds, killing the pain, making her feel pleasure that only a precious few humans ever get to feel. The high brought on by Kindred blood, the power, the sense of being on top of the world. I had to pull my wrist from her hungry grip and she blinked, looking around confused.

"What... what did you do?" She had a lovely voice.

"I just took away the pain." I lied. "Rest. You'll be fine now."

"No, you did something... I kissed your wrist... and... who are you?"

I only shook my head in response: "Sleep."

I ran my hand along her fiery hair and smiled, then walked out of the room. I thought this would be the end of it, but it wasn't.

A week later I ran into her in LA. Of course it wasn't just a coinsidence. She was stalking me. Seeing that she was finally discovered, she came to me, nervous to the point of shaking.

"You saved my life..." She said.

"I did nothing. Go home." I started turning to walk away. She was a mortal and I was obliged to keep the Masquerade and do what I could to keep the existance of us Kindred a secret, but she grabbed my arm into a desperate hold, pressing it between her big, young breasts. She looked at me with such eyes and her voice was pleading desperately.

"No, please! Don't go! I want to feel... feel that way again. Please let me stay with you!"

I looked at her and just couldn't find the strength to say an outright no. I know, I should have. I was drawing the girl into the life of the night. If she stayed with me, the dangers that followed me would shadow her as well. Fanatics, vampire hunters, rival clans of Kindred, the list goes on.

"Why should I let you stay?" Was about as close to a refusal as I could manage, but it only gave her the opportunity to say more.

"I'll do anything for you! You will not be disappointed... master. I want to be useful to you! I'll do anything you say!"

I surrendered: "Fine. Go and wait for me at my place." When she heard it, her pretty face lit up as if she felt the happiest she has ever been.

"Thank you! Oh, thank you! I know where you live. I... I found it out first thing." She smiled embarrassed slightly and I shook my head in disbelief, realizing how deep her ghoulish obsession was. Compared to Kindred blood, cocaine was not addictive at all.

"Do that." I said. "And make the place look nice while you're at it."

I walked off, not knowing what to feel, although I must say as time went I began enjoying the situation more and more. She was a beautiful girl and her passionate dedication to me was pleasant. By the time I returned to my appartment I had few regrets left about what I've done.
 
I had been in a car crash, my body was so baddly wounded that the doctors gave up. They left me alone to die as I had lived, desolate and lonely. Highschool had been hell to me, I was pretty, I'm sure of that but besides that I had nothing going for me, no friends, I had one date at a party, and he wasnt that great. When I was dying I could swear I could almost hear all of them laughing at me, dying slow and painfully alone.

I screamed and sobbed, slowly feeling the darkness take hold of me, until I saw the door open. I felt almost immediately calmed, although the tears never stopped in my eyes. He almost looked like and angel, I thought he could have been a doctor or someone who had come to put me out of my misery.

When he held his wrist to my lips I closed my eyes and parted my lips before feeling the pleasure swirl through every part of my body. I had known pain for so long the sensation felt new. I sat up as he pulled his wrist away, seeing my bloody tattered clothing and finding no wound. "How...what?" I managed to stammer before he put a calming hand on my head and told me to sleep. I indeed rested for some hours, visions of the man swirling through my head. When I awoke I left the hospital and tried to find him, my heart ached, my chest hurt, I needed...his blood. I found him and when he didnt say no I felt more alive then any other time in my life. I went to his apartment as he instructed and straightened it up, cleaning and making sure everything looked perfect.

As he stepped through the door I stood from the couch and walked over to him, slowly slipping to my knees, "Welcome home master..." I said softly and looked up at him with a soft smile on my pale features, my dark crimson hair falling in my green eyes slightly. "I hope everything is to your liking."
 
I didn't expect to find what I did when I returned to the appartment. I was never particularly cleanly, though I wasn't a snob either. In my mind 'clean up' ment putting a few obviously out of place things away neatly, vacuuming, maybe brushing the dust off some surfaces. She just went above and beyond. The place sparkled, and I do mean sparkled. I have no idea where she got all the detergents and whatnot, I know I didn't keep many, but the result looked like one of those imbecilic Mr.Clean commercials. Naturally, she must've found the blood packs in my fridge, total absence of any normal food and, if she had an ounce of intelligence, added two and two.

"Very nice." I reached down and petted her cheek with my cooler hand. It wasn't that vampiric bodies were completely dead-cold, but they were cooler than the normal 36.6 of humans. It felt as though I was just slightly cold, like an underdressed person's hand feels on a cool day.

I sat down on the couch, patting a seat next to me and calling her to join me. I asked her about herself, starting with her name. There must have been parents, friends, whatnot, who would be worried sick by her absense and start looking. It turned out that I was wrong. She had nobody. I should've felt saddened for her, but I didn't. I had nobody either ever since my Embrace. Some friends, yes and many associates, but no 'family'. My Embrace was illegal, done without permission of the local Prince and for that my Sire, the vampire who brought me into this form, paid with her life. Perhaps I became more coarse and slowly lost touch with remaining shreds of my humanity turning more and more into a trivial bloodsucking monster of the night. I asked her if she was really willing to do anything for me and she eagerly confirmed.

"Take off your jeans then." I said and she did it with a smile, looking at me as if she knew exactly what I wanted, but she was wrong at the moment. Her seductive sways sunk past my mind without leaving much of an impression. It wasn't what I was looking for. "No, keep the rest of it off and sit back down." I told her.

I made her open her legs a little bit and traced the inside of her pale thigh. Her skin was so white that I could see larger veins through it. As much as I wanted to not focus on sex, I felt it getting to me. Had I been a fully living human, my only thought by then would be getting her out of those panties and sticking it in.

"Such lovely skin." I said softly, tracing my sharp nail along her vein. "Do you see this? A major vessel, it carries so much blood that if it was opened, you would drain almost entirely in less than a minute. Paramedics would only find a lifeless heap of flesh even if they are called the moment it happens."

I could see a little confusion in her eyes. She had no idea why I was saying this. Yet. I pulled out a combat knife and handed it to her.

"I want you to cut that vein open." I watched her for a moment before repeating.

I waited some time yet, watching her.

"Weird feeling, isn't it?" I said. "I'm asking you to, in effect, commit suicide. Your whole being, your every instinct screams against it, but there is this powerful force that wants to do anything to please me. This force will only get stronger if you stay with me. This isn't a game of kinky people with collars, my girl. In this world Master really means Master. Chose to stay and your body and soul will belong wholly to me. Right now you can probably still walk away and go back to your former life." I paused. "Well? I'm waiting. You can't stay if you don't do as I said."

She had tears in her eyes and her whole body was shaking. I think I made it all sound as scary as possible and if she chose to stay, that's because she couldn't have left at that point no matter what happened. Perhaps I just like to think that to not feel guilty of taking her into the dark world. Be that as it may, she screamed desperately and moved the knife with force, targeting the blue highway of her own body for self harm.

I was faster. My strong hand was on her wrist, holding it firmly with the blade's edge frozen an inch away from her tender flesh. I looked into her tear-filled eyes and nodded slowly, resigning fully to the situation. She was mine.

I took the knife away from her, gave her a reassuring smile and embrace her on the couch. My hand stroked her soft red hair and I whispered small things, calming her down. Finally, I gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
 
I had figured out what he was, but by this time I didnt care. I had red enough Ann Rice to know a vampire when it fed me. But strangely, this was no Ann Rice vampire. I wasnt a vampire, I didnt get burned by the sun I couldnt fly, I was still me but....better. When his cool hand caressed my cheek I smiled up at him, happy to please him. As we sat and talked, I told him everything. No family, no friends, no one in the world...except him. I smiled to myself as he told me to take off my jeans, I did and thought the obvious. But as he told me what to do I couldnt help my reaction. I wanted desperately to please him and I took the knife with a shaking hand. closing my eyes I pressed it against myskin to immediately have it pulled away. I collapsed shaking into his arms as he spoke softly to me, calming me.

As he kissed me, I slid my arms around his neck, softly returning the kiss, knowing now that I had proven myself to him.
 
I felt bad for reducing the pretty girl into such a shocked state and putting tears into her eyes, but the comforting seemed to help. The best way to make the horror and fear wash out of her mind, I decided, was to force her to think of something different.

I slowly pushed her away several feet, then slowly ran my eyes up and down her body appraisingly. I moved her hands to her sides, making her leave those nice big breasts open for me to gawk at through her top. I smiled after giving her a long appraising scan. Reaching out, I hooked the fabric of that top at her cleavage and pulled it down as far as it would go, looking inside, then released it.

"Very nice." I said. To my surprise, I was already getting aroused. Sex wasn't something I paid much attention to after my Embrace. We Kindred don't procreate through sex and so don't have a natural sex drive, but our bodies are still perfectly capable of it and it is fun. I may be a vampire, but my body is only 24 and my mind 25 years old. Naturally, the idea of having this good-looking girl do "anything I want" excited me and I was going to abuse the power I had over her ever so extensively!

"You have a sexy body, pet. Now prove to me you know how to use it. Pleasure me, slut!" I said, sitting back on the couch.
 
I sat there as he scanned my body with his eyes, feeling the heat rise in me as I could feel his eyes sear through me. As he pulled down my top I couldnt help the small shiver that went through me. As he told me to pleasure him I did as he said, I crawled closer to him and began to unzip his pants, llicking my lips gently before I began to lavish kisses over his shiny head.

Slowly I sllipped it into my mouth, sucking gently before deep throating him quickly, holding him there for a few seconds before pulling him out and starting to bob my head to suck him off.
 
She wasn't shy at all about going down on her knees before me and trying for the best blowjob ever. I was pleased, I don't need to say. Her mouth felt so nice and warm around my cooler flesh.

The best feeling of all, though, was that I was her master and could order her or do to her anything I wanted. The thought alone drove me wild and made my cock jump and grow further in her mouth.

"Yeah..." I sighed out.

My right hand went to the back of her head and brushed through her hair, caressing her head while she sucked me off. She was so passionate and eager to please. It felt great.

I firmly pushed her head towards me, making her take more and more of my cock into her mouth. I held her down like that for a while, before releasing her.

I pulled her off me then and took my wet cock in my hand. Holding her by the hair I slapped my cock all over her face, grinning down at her. I think she liked it, or at least made it seem so to please me. Soon, I pushed my cock back into her mouth again and let her know how I wanted her to bob her head by pulling her hair.

"That's it, ghoul. Get me off well my cocksucking slut." I groaned.
 
I knelt there as he did as he liked. I bit my lip, smiling as he slapped my face with his cock. As he made me suck him once more, I endevored to suck him better then before. My tounge slid all over his shaft as I bobbed my head to the rythm he had set.

He would push deep into my mouth forcing me to swallow all of his shaft. I did so with as little gagging as I could.
 
What can I say - I enjoyed it. To have this pretty girl sucking with renewed enthusiasm on my hungry cock felt like heaven. She was determined and did it without so much as a passing thought of her own well-being, nearly gagging on the thick head from time to time. And when she did go softer than I liked, I mercilessly grabbed her hair and pushed her head deeper onto my cock, making her choke and gag on it. She knew better than to let me so much as feel her teeth on my flesh or try to push me away.

She was superb, but soon I had had enough. I wanted something different and more intense than even her enthusiastic blowjob.

"That's good enough. You know what comes next?" I smirked down at her, my hard cock eclipsing part of her face from my view.
 
I did as he wanted, knowing nothing but pleasure from wanting to please him. When he pulled from my throat and asked me if I knew what was next I nodded and got up, kneeling on the couch with my ass facing him. My hands gripped the back of the couch and opened my wet pussy and ass to him.

"Do as you like..."
 
Oh, what a sexy sight she was bent over, spread invitingly, grabbing a firm hold of some support in anticipation of my hard thrust rocking her body. I'd be in heaven if an offer like this was presented to me in my mortal life, but now I had restraint. I wanted to play with her, to dominate her, to mold her into my liking completely.

"Do as you like?" I mocked. "You're not some cheap street whore to just offer me a hole and call it a day."

I grabbed her lucious hair and slowly pulled her head to look at me. Then I gave her sexy ass a light slap.

"You will have to do better than that if you want me to like you, pet." I pulled her and gave her lips a quick brushing kiss. "What will you do for me that nobody else can do?" I asked. "Why should I fill your pussy with my cum and not some street whore's?"

I could see the fear of being rejected and discarded in her eyes, as if she was afraid I'd judge that she really has nothing to offer me. Somewhere in the back of my mind the shreds of humanity ached at treating her this way, but I knew that she would devise such a kinky plan and carry it out with such enthusiasm that I'll be moaning like I never have before.
 
As he spoke to me and treated me as he did, I felt a mix between fear and excitement. As he yanked my head back to speak to me I bit my lip trying to think of something, anything that would make him believe me to be as he said, different.

I turned and looked at him and I knew he could see the fear in my eyes. Thats when I knew I would do anything to please him. I stood and began to move my hips as if to some imaginary beat, my naked body swaying as I moved closer to him and began to give him a true lap dance in true stripper style.I had worked in a strip club once, and had watched the girls do their thing. By the end of it I was grinding my bare ass agains him. Slowly I turned my head to face him. "I beg you to fuck me Master, fill my tight pussy with your hard cock and make me please you..." she whispered as she kissed his lips gently.
 
Oh, the ass on that girl! It was amazing. Round, firm, and very sexy it rubbed and pressed against my hips, my cock, making it harden and strain with want of her young, tight body.

"Yeah, pet." I drew in a pleased tone.

My hands roamed her body, rubbing and squeezing her big tits, rolling her nipples, pulling and twisting them. Her firm abs, her sides and hips all got a rubbing, a caressing, a pinch here and there as I handled her body however I pleased. My hand found her pussy finally and went straight for her sensitive clit, rubbing it, making her moan and squeal as she rubbed against me. I opened my pants and pulled them down, freeing my hard cock and letting her ass and pussy rub directly against it. I carefully watch to not let her impale herself onto it though.

"Do you want it, slut?" I said into her ear as I mercilessly teased her clit and caressed her breasts while my velvety firm cock rubbed against her moving ass. "You want my cock inside of you? You want a chance to pleasure it, to make me cum with your tight, hot cunt." I loved her soft whimpers and moans. "Then beg for it like a real slut. Who does your cunt belong to? Who will you do anything for? Who owns your body and soul?" I was really getting into it and could barely restrain myself from taking her, but it was so much fun to do what we did; if you can call that foreplay, I don't know, but it got me hotter than ever and her pussy was leaking her desire onto my probing fingers. "Say it! Tell me loud and in vivid details!"
 
I loved the feel of his hands on my clit, I bucked my hips against his fingers and moaned with the feeling. As he growled at me and asked me I answered truthfully, "I need your hard cock in me, my cunt and body all belong to you, Please master fuck me until I cant scream anymore, until I beg and plead for you to stop...please master I am yours..." I breathe as I try to keep myself from moaning louder.
 
I grinned at her words and only pinched her clit and rubbed it harder, making her squirm even more in my hands.

"What's that? I can't hear you, fucktoy. Louder!"

I teased and tortured her more. I made her scream in a horny frenzy, begging for cock so loud that half of the city must have heard. Finally, when I could hardly keep myself restrained anymore I gave her what we both wanted so badly.

I threw her back onto the couch on all fours just like she first set herself, holding onto the support. Positioning myself behind her, I grabbed onto that sexy ass. My hard and horny cock plowed into her wet, tight cunt like a knife into butter. She was tight though and the speed of penetration made the sensations almost unbearably intense. Almost. I moaned at this feeling and my fingers dug into her hips with force that was nearly enough to crush her fragile human bones. Noticing it, I hastily loosened the grip.

"What a nice, tight cunt you've got for me, pet." I told her, moving faster and faster within her. "Yeah. A pleasure to fuck. Oh! Yeah! Do it again!" I grinned feeling her body clamp onto me even tighter and squeeze my cock, as if trying to milk it. "Work those hips. Jam your cunt right back on my cock! YEAH!"
 
I did as he said and soon I was on all; fours again, I was so wet by now I really did mean what I was begging him to do. As he slammed into me I cried out loud, my body shaking from how hard and thick he was. I did as he instructed fucking him back and tightening my pussy around him.


"Oh...yes mmmm, harder please Master fuck me hard..." I gasp unable to control myself.
 
"Harder?!" I grinned.

I was really getting into the fun of it now and the pleasure that was flowing through my body made tiniest nerves tingle and bask in it. But she had no idea what a Kindred's body was capable of. Oh, she did not!

I increased the pace and the increased pleasure from her tight pussy made my pet moan happily. It got louder and more intense as I went faster and harder on here. More, more, more! She wasn't, she couldn't physically ask it, but she got it anyway - a hard cock plowing into her tight sex over and over again like an insane jackhammer. Her big tits were swinging madly as her whole body shook under my frequent, powerful thrusts. So did the couch and the lamp on the end table.

Perhaps, only perhaps, a well-trained human body was capable of such outburst of energy in lovemaking as I unleashed onto her, but no mortal could keep it up for long. I did. I decided to literally fuck her senseless and make her first time with a vampire a night to remember. Minute after minute after minute the crazy pace went, until her throat was coarse from screaming and moaning.
 
I couldnt stop screaming my body was becoming sore from his hard fucking but I couldn't stop something pushed me on until all I could do was gasp under him. No longer did I have sane thoughts, I was a toy to be used and I loved it.

"mmmm," I squeaked only able to gasp now, he knew I would try and please him no matter what.
 
The wild ride has gone on for long enough, I decided finally. I slowed down a little, though what I called "slowed down" was still a very brisk pace. Fast and hard enough, in fact to bring little yelps from her lips from times to time and to fill the room with a constant sound of wet slapping as my heavy balls connected with her gentle flesh on every thrust. I supported part of my weight with my hand on her shoulders, making her poor arms tense and shake under the extra load. That gave me a free right hand, which went immediately around her to fondle and grope her tits, then to seek out and firmly rub her clit, making her even more wild yet.

"You like it?" I grinned putting some more firmness into my thumb, which rubbed her clit. "You like it this way, don't you, my lil' bitch? I'm gonna make you cum harder than you ever did before."

With that I gave her clit a firm tug, then let it go and roughly shoved her shoulders down, making her face and upper chest rest on the soft cushions of the couch. This opened her pussy even further for me and I, having grabbed onto her hips once again, restored the punishing fucking pace, penetrating her tight wet snatch over and over again. She was too coarse to scream now and has been for a long time, but her gasps told me how much my accidental ghoul was enjoying being her master's fucktoy.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head to face me, never stopping fucking her nor slowing down. I looked her in the eyes, my own gaze strong and dominating.

"Cum, bitch." I ordered. "Now!"
 
I moved with him, and did as he wanted. I could speak only squeaking. As he pushed my face against the couch I managed a small groan. As he yanked my hair and turned my face to him. I nodded as he told me to cum. My pussy spasmed around his thick cock, tightening as much as it could as I collapsed on the couch unmoving almost unconsious.
 
I could try to tell you, my reader, about the mighty sensations that flooded over me when this tight, tight pussy contracted further in her orgasm and milked my cock, but it would be a waste of time. There are no words to describe it. As she came hard, so did I, flooding her with torrents of warm seed, feeling her body gobble it up, draw it into the little chamber where it belongs.

She was unconscious, but she'd come around, I saw. She needed her rest and I needed to take care of my business. After all, the night only had several more hours left. I got dressed again, pulled a blanket over the beautiful naked figure, breathing peacefully now and slowly oozing cum and pussy juices onto my couch. The sight made me smile a small smile - something I found myself rarely doing after my Embrace.

"Sleep tight." I said softly, kissing her ear and walking out the door.
 
As I lay there velvet darkness enveloped me. I could only feel my pussy pulsing where his cock used to be. I felt the blanket being pulled over me I wanted to say something but I couldnt find the strength.

I lay there curled up on the couch, my body longing for his blood once more. I lay there sleeping and dreaming of him, my body satisfied but my mind was reeling.
 
I came back not to long after I left. The curse of our kind is the sun and to take no chances I always return at least two hours before it starts rising. Back home I found my little freshly-fucked ghoul on the same couch I left her. She wasn't unconscious anymore though and smiled at the sight of me.

"Well, girl?" I grinned. "Ever been fucked like this before? You liked it?" I chuckled at her obvious answers.

"Hungry for something?" I said, sitting next to her and teasingly brushing my wrist on her lips, then pulling it away.
 
"It was amazing," I managed as I sat up and smiled, I kissed his wrist and smiled. "Oh please Master..." I mumbled biting my lip as he pulled his wrist away.

I would do anything at that moment to taste his blood to have the power within me again. I looked up at him my eyes pleading.
 
I was going to just give her the blood she so badly craved as my ghoul, but the look in her was just too much of a temptation. I knew she would do anything I wanted, but never before had she looked like it so much. I wasn't going to push her too hard this time. Not at all.

"Your horny little pleasure hole dripped cum all over my couch." I pointed. "Lick it up."
 
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