The Allure of the Night (Closed for GPLockwood)

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Name: Alyssa Hartley

Age: 18

Appearance: https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/h...e15/11848848_871974129537047_1901534441_n.jpg

**Backstory and notes**

Alyssa Hartley moved to Thorn City a couple of weeks prior after receiving not only an acceptance letter from H.P. Lovecraft College, but also directions to the city since it was oddly not on any map as well as a nice apartment reduced price. Thinking it was some sort of scam, her parents decided to go with her when it was time to tour the college. It turned out that the city existed as well as the school and the apartment where she would be staying. It was during this time, she met two couples that she quickly became friends with. Their names are: Emily, Brigg, Samhain and Eva.

Emily- Is a fairy and is majoring in fashion design. (A college freshmen)

Brigg- Is a werewolf that is majoring in business, but has a shot possibly playing for the NFL due to being the star quarter back for the college (4th year student and about to be graduating)

Samhain- is believe it or not a good demon whose passion is music. He is the singer for a heavy metal band and eventually wants to be a music teacher.

Eva- is a gothic mad scientist and is majoring in science.

(They all meet her in human form and try to keep their forms a secret from her as well as other people in the city with the exception of a group that is determined to either convert or kill humans that are moving into the city in order to keep up with tradition while the mayor wants to make peace with humans)

Seeing how friendly the city is as well as glad that their daughter is making friends after all the trouble she was having in high school, they agree that the city would be great for her.

Upon arrival, she gets to talk more with her friends who show her around and even help her land a job at a coffee shop. They warn her of the dangers of the city at night and how she needs to call them when she makes it home or if she has car trouble to call them. They do not go into detail not wanting to scare off their new human friend.

During the first week, she met Dorian Lorenzo, a wealthy student who is actually a vampire. Though during the time being, he is secretive about this. The first date went fine, but the second date he becomes easily jealous and very possessive especially when she meets a detective who was appointed by the mayor to help make sure she was able to close the shop up safely and lock up.

(switching to first person)

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It had been a few months since I moved to Thorn City and things have been rather bitter sweet. I had a boyfriend, but the relationship went really sour when he began accusing me of fucking the nice detective that had been staying to help me close up the coffee shop. Dorian tried to force himself on me claiming that he was marking me as his own. I managed to escape though I almost thought I wasn't considering how oddly strong he was. I was bruised up a bit. I told my friends of the incident and showed them the bruises. It was sad and upsetting considering Dorian seemed to be a sweet guy, but I could not take my chances.

"Let me know if he tries anything again, and I will take care of it." Brigg said, "To be honest, I never really trusted that punk, but at the time you seemed happy so I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Just let me know and he will be dealt with."

Eva told me that he had tried making advances on her the first time that she met him. Luckily, she was with Samhain, so he made sure that Dorian never laid a hand on her. Samhain replied, "Yeah, I beat the hell out of that fucker when he tried to break me and Evie up.". Emily even caught him trying to spy on girls in the dorms on the campus. Like Brigg, she tried to see if he was capable of being a good person when he was around me.

"If I were you, I would be very careful." Emily added, "I thought that he was just lonely, but make sure you keep your blinds closed due to his history of being a creeper."

It was not long before I started receiving a lot of phone calls and texts from Dorian begging and pleading for me to come back to him. All of them, I told him no and that he needed to leave me alone. He was soon following me and would send me pictures through my phone of me working, talking with the nice detective, or heading back to the apartment. His messages were getting angrier everything from accusing me of being fucked by the detective, Brigg, or Samhain which was of course not going on. One, I did not believe in fucking my friends' boyfriends. Two, when did I have the time during him stalking me. I let my co-workers know so that I would not be working shifts alone. I even informed the detective of what was going on so he made sure that I made it to my car safely because I did not want my co-workers risking their lives if Dorian decided to go further. I admit the detective was very handsome and we did have some playfully flirtatious conversations after my break up with Dorian.

Feeling stressed, my friends convinced me to go with them to a party in order to relax. It was nice to meet a lot more people and to dance. Since I moved to Thorn City, the reception had been a very warm one with everyone I met with the exception of Dorian. Even the mayor, greeted me on my first day and asked if there was anything I needed to let him know. However, as I was dancing. I felt Dorian's cold grasp on my shoulders and his breath in my ear. His hands moved to my breasts over the tight pink t-shirt I was wearing. He started forcing me to go up stairs.

"I am not interested in going back out with you, Dorian." I warned, "I suggest that you leave me alone. Let me go!"

I tried to look for my friends, but they were in some sort of confrontation from what I could see out the window with several thuggish looking guys. Two of the goons had Emily and Evie while the others surrounded the guys. An intense fight broke out. I heard a very loud howl.

I tried to message the detective, but strangely my phone lost its connection. He forced me to face him and my eyes met his. I thought that he had some sort of Halloween contacts in considering his eyes were ruby red. I tried to break my gaze because something did not feel right, but couldn't. His gaze was locked on mine. I felt trapped inside of my mind as he led me to the bedroom. A tear slid down my cheek.

(Closed for GPLockwood)

 

[GPLockwood]

(Trigger warning: Multiple cases of nonconsent.)


“Get the fuck away from my friends,” growled Brigg. At six and a half-feet tall, the heavily built young man could have easily passed for a Viking warrior. His arms were knotted with thick muscle, covered with celtic-looking tattoos and coarse hair. A thick, unruly mane of shaggy brown hair tumbled over his shoulders, and a wild beard hung down to his mid chest. But his savage green eyes carried a menace that only a fool would have ignored.

“No, Brigg!” sweet Emily yelled, “maybe we can still talk to them and avoid violence!”

“But I like violence!” Eva pouted.

“We’ll see if you still like violence in a few minutes!” the hoodlum that was holding Eva said mockingly.

“Please just let us go!” Emily pleaded to her attacker’s amusement.

“Save your voice,” said an ugly, scrawny hoodlum with thin, nasal voice. His yellowed, rotten teeth showed as he obscenely licked Emily’s neck. She shuddered with disgust.

The hoodlum that held Emily laughed humorlessly. “I want you to be able to scream in a few minutes when I fuck your sweet little good-girl cunt until it bleeds. And I want you to know- after tonight, you’re going to have herpes for the rest of your life, because I’m going to give that to you! How does that sound, bitch? I’m sick of all the fucking sub-human weirdos in this fucking town! You’re probably not even human, are you, cunt?”

There was a mechanical click as the scrawny hoodlum flicked open a dirty switchblade knife.

“Oh, God no,” said Emily. The ugly hoodlum laughed through his crooked nose, thinking that what she was dreading was the sexual assault he had planned for her. He had no idea that what Emily was really afraid of was what Brigg was going to do to the punks. Brigg was one of the most loyal friends anyone could ask for- but that same powerful loyalty that made him such a selfless and compassionate friend could drive him into a berserker rage when his friends were threatened. And, on a night of the full moon like tonight, that might be deadly.

“I really think you would do well to listen to her,” Samhain said. His voice was calm and smooth, deep and resonant. His wicked eyes glinted with something like amusement from the shadows cast over his face. He had a good idea that things were going to go badly for the punks, and found a perverse enjoyment in that. But it was only sporting to try to warn them.

One of the attackers, a hideous, apelike brute that was almost as big as Brigg, stepped in and spat at Samhain. “You just don’t know when to shut the fuck up, do you, motherfucker? We’re going to do whatever the fuck we want to these hot-ass bitches of yours, and your punk ass is going to watch if you aren’t knocked the fuck out by then!” Without warning he swung a baseball bat at Samhain’s head.

In a single instant, several things happened at once. Both girls screamed, the sound joining with Brigg’s bestial howl to create an unholy din in the cool night. Samhain effortlessly ducked the hissing baseball bat, spun and caught the thug’s wrist while in a single motion driving his elbow right into his attacker’s teeth with enough force to literally knock the much larger man off of his feet.

Eva looked bored as her designated hoodlum held her in a tight headlock. She sighed. “Yep. Play idiotic games, win idiotic prizes. This is going to get messy.”

Two of the gang members that didn’t have the sense to realize that things just weren’t going to go well for them lunged towards Brigg, but what they found themselves grappling with was no longer entirely human. His body had become covered with a thick pelt of coarse hair, and his snout elongated into the carnivorous, horrifying face of a monster. Wicked teeth like curved ivory daggers sprouted from his mouth, and when Brigg swung his clawed fist like a wrecking ball at one of his attackers, the wicked blow sent his opponent cartwheeling limply through the air like a weightless rag doll until his body collided with the trunk of a thick oak tree. The man fell into a disorderly tangle of limbs on the ground. He was not moving, and dark liquid was pooling around his head.

The thug that had been holding Emily backed away, placing his filthy knife to her throat with a trembling hand. “I’m taking this girl,” he whined, still determined to attack his intended victim. The fool didn’t know when to quit. His voice was a nasal screech that clearly annoyed Samhain’s refined sense of aesthetics. “And if any of you fucking freaks so much as takes a step towards me-“ The punk’s sentence was cut short as he found himself grasping nothing but a shower of colorful sparks as a tiny, butterfly-like creature effortlessly slipped away from his grip. He had no time at all to react before Brigg’s club-like fist shattered his jaw like glass and sent him hurtling through the air in a spray of blood and shattered teeth. Even as the corpse flew through the air from the blow to the head, Brigg’s other clawed hand tore through the man’s abdomen, disemboweling the corpse in mid-air.

The man that had been holding Eva realized that he had bitten off far more than he could chew- this whole thing had been a terrible idea. He shoved Eva between him and Brigg before turning into the night to flee, only to see a tall, dark figure standing between him and safety. Samhain had moved silently behind the bully using all the innate grace and surprising speed of his demonic kindred. Samhain’s icy grin and devilish eyes chilled the thug to the bone.

With a graceful motion of his slender musician’s fingers, Samhain brushed one of his long black hairs back into place. “By preventing you from running, I probably saved you from dying a horrible death. Not that you deserved to live. But I probably need to do all the good deeds that I can at the moment- you see, one day I’m likely to find myself at a bit of a disadvantage if I ever wish to enter heaven,” he smirked. “Werewolves, such as my carnivorous friend here, are natural hunters. If you want to ensure that you are mauled, killed, and devoured, just run from them. They can’t help themselves- it’s like dragging a piece of string in front of a kitten. But the kitten won’t eat you alive. My friend here most certainly would. By the way, I wouldn’t turn around if I were you.”

As the thug stood motionless, he felt hot, wet breath on the back of his neck and a low growl vibrated his very bones. He closed his eyes, whimpering as Brigg’s massive fangs brushed against the back of his neck, and hot saliva drooled down the back of the thug’s shirt. Brigg could have literally decapitated the thug with a single bite, and between the werewolf’s presence and the natural fear that Samhain instinctively inspired in mortals through his demonic nature, the criminal was completely incapacitated with terror.

“Calm down, Sweetheart,” Emily soothed. Her small, pale hand stroked the thick, coarse fur of Brigg’s back. “The fight is over.” Brigg’s back was still heaving, his fur spattered with chips of bone and clotted gore. But Brigg loved Emily, and she was able to calm him down even when he was an enraged werewolf. While some werewolves are a deadly threat even to their friends when in their wolfish form, Brigg was always loyal to those he loved.

“Yeah, calm the fuck down,” said Eva with nonchalant annoyance as she sauntered over to the dead man under the tree. “I’ll already be up all fucking night just to keep us out of fucking prison for killing two of these asswipes, and I have a test tomorrow on the phenomenology of weak and strong interactions in particle physics. You know how the mayor feels about killing mortals, even the ones that deserve it. We can’t just leave dead mortals lying around.”

“You speak of mortals as though you weren’t one yourself,” Samhain remarked with some amusement.

“Put a sock in it before I use you to find out if demon testicles can be cooled to zero kelvin and used as superconductors,” Eva said playfully. She returned her attention to the corpse under the tree. “Raise your hand if you volunteer to be my next lab assistant!” she said as she raised the dead man’s limp wrist and then let it fall to the ground.

Samhain locked eyes with the trembling thug. With Eva calming Brigg down, he was now relatively confident that the thug would live through the night. And that meant that Samhain wouldn’t be wasting his time talking to him. “What’s your name,” Samhain asked the punk.

The man who only seconds earlier had been trying to menace Eva was so frightened that he could barely speak. “Shawn,” he muttered. Even with that one syllable of his name, his voice was cracking with terror.

“Well, Shawn,” Samhain said, “I would like to be the first to congratulate you for maybe not dying tonight. But from now on, you owe us your life. The sort of attack on the citizens of this town that you and your friends just attempted hasn’t been common since the 1950s. Something is going on, and I want to know what it is. You’re going to help me figure it out.”

“But I can’t-“ Shawn began to reply in a panic, but Samhain held a finger up, shushing him.

“Do you see your dead friend over there?” Samhain said, indicating the limp form beneath the tree. Eva had finished examining the corpse and was giggling happily.

“Yeah,” Shawn said with a shudder. His face looked like he might vomit.

“How about the one over there?” Samhain said, pointing to the mangled corpse of the man that had been menacing Emily. “Yes, the one with his entrails hanging out. Friend of yours?” Samhain said. Shawn refused to look, and tears began to pool in his terrified eyes.

“Do you know why we’re not going to get into trouble for killing those two?” Samhain asked coolly. “Because of the definition of killing someone in this country. If someone can walk and follow simple commands, they’re not dead. Even if all they know how to do is be a mindless slave. They won’t be dead, and they also won’t press charges or do anything else that Eva doesn’t ask them to do. Ever. By tomorrow, Eva will have reanimated them both as zombie slaves to do dangerous work in her laboratory. But- and this part is relevant to you! She’s always looking for new help in her lab. I’m afraid that her laboratory doesn’t quite meet OSHA standards, and unfortunate things often befall her lab assistants, which means that they need to be replaced. You’re going to benefit us one way or another, Shawn. Either by being our spy on the mortal world and reporting back to us, or by working as a brainless zombie in Eva’s lab. And I really don’t care which of the two you choose.”

Shawn swallowed hard.

Brigg was back in human form, sitting on the ground and cradling his head as though he were hung over. “What did I miss?” he asked in his normal voice.

“You don’t remember Emily telling you she was pregnant, or you proposing to her?” asked Eva.

“What? Oh my God, really?” asked Brigg in panicked confusion.

“No, idiot,” Eva replied with annoyance. “You killed two guys. Get that stricken look off your face- they deserved it. For now, help me carry my new lab assistants to the car so that we can get them back to my lab before we all get arrested.”

“So Emily isn’t pregnant?” Brigg asked. Turning into a werewolf always left him a bit confused. Eva answered his question with a harsh look.

“How did someone as brilliant as myself end up with an idiot like you as a friend? I’m just impressed that you’re housebroken. No, Emily isn’t pregnant and you didn’t really propose. Now grab a body and head for my car. ” Eva said impatiently. She grabbed the smaller of the two bodies under his armpits, and began straining to drag it towards her parked car as his limp, mangled head flopped and bounced off the grass.

Brigg sighed. “Fuck my life,” he said with a wry grin as he easily scooped up the limp corpse that was still on the ground with one arm, and then took the one that Eva was dragging and threw it over his other shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Don’t get blood on my seat!” Eva called after Brigg as though she wasn’t worried about who might hear her.

Samhain still had not lost eye contact with the thug. Shawn hadn’t noticed it in the dark, but Samhain literally didn’t even blink. “I’m still waiting for an answer, but I’m getting tired of waiting.”

“I’ll do it- I’ll help you spy on the other humans,” Shawn said glumly.

“Wise choice,” Samhain said.

“Hey, everyone. Has anyone seen Alyssa?” Emily asked, her bright voice cutting through the darkness.

“Fuck,” Eva said. “Hey, Sam! You and Tinkerbell go look for her and make sure she’s all right. Brigg and I are headed back to my laboratory to make some walking corpses.”


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Dorian smirked, his red eyes gleaming in the darkness. “Take off the t-shirt, slut,” he intoned.

Hot tears burned Alyssa’s eyes as her hands obeyed his command. Her body was not her own- he was controlling her like a puppet. She fought so hard her hands trembled when he forced her to slip out of her shoes and slide her jeans down her shapely legs.

The ex boyfriend smirked cruelly as Alyssa stood before him in her bra and panties.

“You know what to do next. Lose the bra,” he said cockily.

She cried aching, gut-wrenching sobs as her hands moved to the strap of her bra- she couldn’t help herself. She felt more vulnerable than she ever had before. She knew that Dorian was going to fuck her, but what he was already doing was violating her in such a manner that no human being should have to endure. He was inside of her mind, dominating her and controlling her.

“Now the panties,” he said with a sadistic leer. His thick bulge was pressing his trousers out obscenely, and he openly massaged it.
Alyssa wanted to scream. She wanted to beg him to stop. She wanted to tell him “No” and run from the room. Waves of shame washed over her as she slid her panties down her legs. She stood before her ex-boyfriend completely naked and exposed. She had never felt more vulnerable.

Dorian unzipped his pants, and took his pale, thick member into his hand. He smirked at her wickedly as he stroked his hardness. “I want you to lay back on the bed and masturbate for me. That’s it. Spread your legs. Actually- first, just open your pussy for me. Yeah- that’s one pretty cunt. Now start rubbing it. Get that pussy all nice and wet for me. And you’re going to cum for me. You’re going to enjoy it. And then, after you cum, I’m going to fuck you. You’re going to cum again and again with my dick in you, hating me and hating what I’m doing to you, and loving it all at the same time.”

Alyssa’s face burned with shame, and sobs of horror and despair wracked her body as she spread her pussy open for her hated ex-boyfriend, letting him see the delicate pink insides of her most intimate part. The worst part was when she began rubbing herself, masturbating for him. She couldn’t help the pleasure that began building in her core. No, she wouldn’t enjoy this! She couldn’t! But once again her body betrayed her. Finally, Dorian let her scream. But it wasn’t the screams she had wanted to give voice to- it was the scream of a woman in heat experiencing a mighty orgasm that wracked her entire body in unspeakable waves of pleasure. For the first time in her life, Alyssa had squirted, soaking the stranger’s bed upon which she was lying with her delicate feminine juices.

The knowledge that Dorian had been able to force her to enjoy what he had done to her made things even worse- she hated herself! Finally, for only a moment, her body was her own. She curled into a fetal position, sobbing.

“I’m not done with you yet, bitch,” Dorian sneered. “Get back on your back and spread your legs. You’re going to get fucked the way you deserve. And you’re going to cum and cum and cum like the little slut you're going to learn to be.

She struggled as hard as she could- she used her willpower until she thought her mind would explode. But her body failed her. Her legs spread of their own accord. Her sweet pussy was sopping wet with her precious nectar, and a hated monster was going to get to enjoy it. She wept like a martyred saint as she felt his thick member impale her, stretching her wide as he invaded her. Her heart and mind hated the despised intrusion, but her body loved it. She wanted to scream her hatred for Dorian, but all that would come out of her mouth were moans of ecstatic pleasure as her sweet pussy spasmed and squeezed in orgasm time and time again, her juices running down the crack of her ass to soak the blankets and sheets beneath her.

With each thrust, the thick head of his cock rammed against her unprotected cervix, invading the sacred chamber of the most intimate part of her body. She wished she could die. Little did she know that death was one thing that she would never get to experience. And with each thrust into her sopping wet depths, delicious squelching noises came from her sopping wet pussy and her body betrayed her until she thought that she would lose her sanity.

Perhaps she had lost her sanity. As Dorian plowed into her sweet inner core, she thought that his bestial eyes began to glow with satanic hellfire, and his wicked canines seemed to grow impossibly long. This couldn't be happening!



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Detective Raphael Anchises

I walked through the party, barely drawing a glance despite my striking appearance. A sturdy short sword and a pair of pistols were hidden beneath my long coat. A fight was occurring outside- some mortals had been stirred up into attacking the citizens of Thorn City. Memories of torches and pitchforks made me smile- the good old days. It wasn’t my place to keep a few lowlifes from getting what they deserved. It’s fair to say that Thorn City doesn’t hire typical law enforcement officers.

I had been keeping an eye on Dorian ever since the party began. He had no idea that I was watching him, of course. I’m very good at not being seen. Demons are friends with the night, and shadows are our brothers and sisters. I got the feeling that the pretty mortal girl that he had dragged upstairs hadn’t gone of her own choosing, which was fortunate. She reminded me of a nobleman’s daughter that I had met in eleventh century England. Losing her virginity to a demon had been one thing, but when she tried to give birth to what I had conceived inside of her- well, lots of women died during childbirth back then even under the best of circumstances. It had saddened me enough that it had been almost another century before I claimed another mortal lover, and I never let a woman conceive with my offspring again. It’s probably for the best. This world doesn’t need a bunch of mortals with demonic blood in them running around creating havoc anyway. I do enough of that on my own.

I had a feeling that Dorian would exhibit the lack of self-control that is evident in his breed. He is a vampire, and vampires instinctively want to breed and turn others. If Alyssa was going to become my mate, perhaps it was best to let Dorian turn her. After all, demons can't make mortals live forever, but vampires can. And a few minutes with a beast like him would be enough to make her eternally grateful when a dashing young detective rescued her.

I strolled up the stairs. Alyssa's cries of ecstasy echoed from the room- gods only knew what he was doing to her, but she sounded like she was loving it. My cock hardened at the thought that, in the not too distant future, it would be me getting to enjoy her tender, beautiful body. But first I would have to rescue her and keep her safe. For now, I just needed to let Dorian make her immortal. I hoped he didn't kill her, and consoled myself with the knowledge that, if he did, he would pay dearly for it. After all, I might be good, but I'm still a demon.

I absently pulled an antique .45 automatic from inside of my jacket and inspected the magazine. I carry two firearms that are, in most ways, identical. There is one made of blackened steel with silver inlay and ebony grips, and one made of bright polished steel with golden inlay and ivory grips. The polished firearm is loaded with cast silver bullets, whereas the black one is loaded with lead hollowpoints. After double-checking that the firearm was loaded with the correct ammunition, I drew my short sword. I had carried that blade since a time, long ago, when I had marched with the 10th Roman Legion. I knew it would serve me well.

For now, as much as it galled me to let Dorian ravage the girl that I intended to make my own, all I could do was to wait.

 

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Emily was panicking as her boyfriend and Samhain faced down Dorian's thugs while Eva kept her cool. They knew they were his thugs considering they would see Dorian hanging around with them outside of school. They were human. More than likely serving him for immortality. The ones holding the girls were holding them tightly.

"No, Brigg! Please don't fight them!" Emily begged, "There has to be another way and I don't want you to get hurt!"

Though sometimes Emily bothered Eva in regards to how easily squeamish and afraid she would get, Eva did care about her as a sister that she never had. "But I like violence." Eva pouted wanting to see Brigg tear into these sick motherfuckers. The one holding Emily was disgusting Emily was lucky she did not pass out from his horrendous breath as he dragged his slobbering tongue along her neck.

The hoodlum that held Emily laughed humorlessly. “I want you to be able to scream in a few minutes when I fuck your sweet little good-girl cunt until it bleeds. And I want you to know- after tonight, you’re going to have herpes for the rest of your life, because I’m going to give that to you! How does that sound, bitch? I’m sick of all the fucking sub-human weirdos in this fucking town! You’re probably not even human, are you, cunt?”


"Oh my god, ewwwwwwwwww!!!!" she thought to herself. She was even more grossed out at the thought of him having herpes. However, her main concern was trying to keep Brigg in line considering the trouble he got into before. Another thing that bothered her was what if Alyssa came out and saw them in their true forms. They did not want to lose her as a friend. However, Alyssa was nowhere in sight, but she could not say too much due to the current predicament they were in. "Please let us go!" she begged her captor.

Eva was already sizing these fuckers up knowing Brigg was about to lose control seeing his girlfriend and friends in danger. Samhain like her was very cool headed. With being a high level demon, he could very easily fuck them up. However, he did not have to do the fighting for the night. Samhain had a mouth on him which he was using to distract the goons. “I really think you would do well to listen to her,” Samhain said. One of the thugs got pissed thinking he could knock Samhain's head off, but he was know for his quick reflexes and ducked before catching the guy's arm an pushing it back nearly knocking all the man's teeth out. Emily watched in horror not wanting her boyfriend to go to jail for what he was about to do while Eva was actually freaked out with how close the bat got before Samhain ducked. Sure, he was a demon and could heal, but she did not like people trying to hurt her boyfriend. The goons were facing a full blooded werewolf. Brigg had been born one. He was on the attack tearing nearly all the goons apart. Especially the one that had his beloved and was trying to kidnap her. By the time it was all said and done only one left was Shawn who was sure as fuck cooperating to save his own life. They had to clean up the mess for fear that the police would be on their way. They were not supposed to attack humans. However, these humans provoked them. Eva could put the parts to great use by making her own Frankenstein style creations to do the more dangerous tasks.

However, their concern shifted back to their human friend. This was to keep them away from her, but it failed or at least they thought. Samhain and Emily stayed behind hoping to help Alyssa while Brigg and Eva were trying to clean up Brigg's mess. The two tried to get into the house, but Dorian had used magic to keep them out. "ALYSSA!!!!" they all screamed hoping it was not too late. They could see into the bedroom and panicked beating more on the door which was like a brick wall since it was enchanted.

"Oh god, he has her!" Emily said. They could tell by the shadows that she was undressing. They tried using their powers and even tried alerting other party goers who did not acknowledge their presence. They had a spell on them as well. Plus the music was blaring.

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I wondered what the hell was going on and why I was now under his spell. Prior to all this, I did not believe in the supernatural. How was this possible. My body began acting against me as I was forced to strip. First, my shirt and pants, then my bra and panties until my curvy body was completely bare to him. My breasts and pussy bared and vulnerable to my psychotic ex. He was taking sadistic pleasure out of what he was making me do. I felt humiliated and scared considering I was a virgin.

He revealed his cock and I was horrified with how long it was. "It's not going to fit inside of me!" I thought to myself. I wanted so badly to scream, yell, curse at him, and beat him for what he was doing to me, but with his power over me I could not express this. All I could do was comply with his orders.

Dorian unzipped his pants, and took his pale, thick member into his hand. He smirked at me wickedly as he stroked his hardness. “I want you to lay back on the bed and masturbate for me. That’s it. Spread your legs. Actually- first, just open your pussy for me. Yeah- that’s one pretty cunt. Now start rubbing it. Get that pussy all nice and wet for me. And you’re going to cum for me. You’re going to enjoy it. And then, after you cum, I’m going to fuck you. You’re going to cum again and again with my dick in you, hating me and hating what I’m doing to you, and loving it all at the same time.”

I laid back on the bed spreading my legs opening my pussy and began to massage my clit. I had done this before, but was disgusted at the idea of doing it for my ex. "Mmmmmmm yes!" I moaned as my pussy forcefully dampened. I began rubbing my clit harder and began moving my fingers in and out of my drenched pussy until I came for him. I don't know how, but I had gained some control and tried curling up on the bed trying to look away from him. However, again I ended up under his control. To make matters worse, he was using his powers to force me to cum for him though at the moment I was not being fucked. "Please fuck me Master." I moaned very weakly as I laid back on the bed spreading my legs. I moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he slid his cock deep within me though deep inside shattering my maidenhead. I did not want this!. I was not even on birth control. He leaned in and was kissing my neck and his breath was very hot against it though his body was ice cold. "Ohhhhhhh Master!" I cried out as his powers forced me to move with his thrusts. Suddenly, he lifted up and I could see fangs. I never thought vampires were real! I was going to be attack and there was not a damn thing I could do about it. I wanted so badly to fight out of his grasp as he fucked me much harder. but couldn't. My body arched back offering either my neck or breasts to his attack.

 

[GPLockwood]

Dorian ravaged Alyssa, dominating her body and soul with his massive cock. The fact that she was a virgin inspired neither tenderness nor mercy as he tore into her sweet pussy, ripping her innocence from her lovely body as she cried out like a wounded songbird. He laughed wickedly as he tore into her, loving the fact that he could make her writhe like a whore in heat as he ravaged her innocent body- knowing that she hated what he was doing, and enjoying the fact that she would hate herself for what he had was forcing her to do.

Dorian possessed the sweet girl, but he let her have control over her eyes- he wanted to see the horror in them as he came inside of her unprotected body. He planted images in her mind of being forced to give birth to unspeakable horrors that would grow within her body- he made her wonder if his power over her would ever cease to dominate her being. She was his plaything, and Dorian was a cruel and sadistic puppetmaster.

He could sense Alyssa's friends nearby- and he could sense another presence as well. Something as dark and terrifying as he was- a presence that he couldn't quite pin down or locate, but which bothered him nonetheless.

But none of that mattered now. He would not be denied his prize. He pounded into Alyssa unmercifully, tweaking her nipples and grabbing her thighs with enough force that she would surely be bruised as he forcibly parted her legs.

Alyssa's eyes were wide with horror as Dorian's body tensed. She could feel his cock swell inside of her as though it could split her open. She had never felt so vulnerable or afraid as when Dorian spewed his seed deep inside of her womb, and somehow the fact that she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life at the same moment made it all the worse. Dimly, she was aware of Dorian leaning down. To her horror, she felt his long fangs pierce deeply into her breast. His orgasm continued unabated, flooding her insides with his undead seed as her pussy pulsed and throbbed from her own climax.

He gave the mortal control over her body again as he pulled his cock from her. The pale flesh of Dorian's member was streaked with her innocent virginal blood, and an unnatural amount of his semen was leaking from her deflowerd body. He left her there on the bed, cold, naked, and abandoned. He deliberately ignored his plaything as he put his clothes back on- he wanted her to feel like a cheap whore. He wanted her to feel as though she were the one who had done something wrong. He wanted her to suffer.

Smiling cruelly with satisfaction from the evil deed he had done, he walked towards the door of the room.

 

[motheroftears24]

He kept his control over me, but toned down wanting me to feel the pain of what he was doing to me. However, me escaping was very much out of the question due to the control that remained over my body. I moaned a mix of sheer horror and forced pleasure. "N-no!" I managed to finally whimper, but it was much too late. He came and he forced me to cum. I shrieked a blood curdling scream as he began filling me with what seemed to be gallons of cum. I was in so much pain and agony. What made matters worse, was the fact that he leaned down to my left breast with his fangs bared and bit down. I wanted it to just be a nightmare and that I would wake up in my own bed with Dorian gone. However, the pain confirmed it wasn't I screamed and cried as he drank from me. I felt myself weaken.

Then, I felt a horrendous pain. It was muscle ache time 1,000,000. I could feel my fangs grow. I writhed on the bed in pain unable to go after Dorian or do anything for the time being. He just left me there. Not that I wanted anything to do with him. I felt so disgusted with myself for being with him though only briefly. I felt like I had done something wrong though I really should not have the feelings considering he was the one in the wrong, but with what little control that he left over me he forced me to have those feelings. I laid on the bed in shock. The pain subsided, but all I could do for a bit was lie there trying to process what had happened. I was not going to be able to see my family for fear I would hurt them. I did not know if I would be able to approach my friends. I was about to call the detective, but was hesitant... How would he react to me being a vampire? I feared that I would hurt him. I curled up on the bed crying hysterically.

 

[GPLockwood]

As Dorian reached for the handle of the door, the wood suddenly splintered and came flying inward, forcefully knocking Dorian backwards. He somersaulted and landed on his feet, drawing a vicious-looking curved dagger from his boot in a single motion. Surprising a vampire doesn't happen often, and when it does it doesn't last long.

Raphael coolly strolled into the room. He regarded the nude form of the sobbing teenager approvingly. Alyssa made a lovely vampiress, and would make a fine lover for him. But first he had a bit of administrative work to do.

Dorian's mind moved quickly. If the detective were a mortal, there would be absolutely no chance that Dorian wouldn't have been able to sense his presence. And Raphael certainly was not another vampire- Dorian was sure of that. Several options were open, but the most likely of them were that the detective was either a demon or a powerful dark warlock. Certainly there was an aura of darkness that seemed to follow the detective- he was definitely no angel. And the feeling of death that lingers where the undead walk was entirely absent with him. Regardless, there was a good chance that Dorian's dagger could do some vile work upon him.

As Alyssa struggled with the horror and trauma that had been visited upon her, Raphael drew his short sword with one hand and a pistol with the other. He strode towards Dorian with undisguised menace.

"You know, for a lawman such as myself, there are certain advantages to killing a fiend whose body will leave nothing behind but dust," Raphael mused as he lunged at Dorian.

Dorian's curved dagger caught the ancient short sword and deflected the thrust by a few degrees, causing the blade to narrowly miss him. Both of the combatants were smiling wickedly, the joy of combat upon them as Alyssa lay forgotten on the bed.

"That sounds like the sort of nonsense I would expect from a filthy hell-spawned demon," replied Dorian as he spun, lashing out with a heavy boot at Raphael's legs.

Raphael leaped over the sweeping kick and thrust again with his blade. Dorian twisted to avoid it, but the sword still caught his chest. To Raphael's surprise, rather than blood, a few frayed yellow fibers of bulletproof Kevlar protruded from the cut in Dorian's clothing.

"One can never be too careful," Dorian remarked. "Silver bullets aren't as uncommon as they were a few centuries ago."

"I believe you might be right to concern yourself with them," Raphael replied, punctuating his words with the metallic click of his pistol's safety.

Dorian leapt into the air, spinning backwards as the pistol roared in the room. Guns fired inside of a room seem far louder than they do outside, and with Alyssa's newly improved hearing, the sound was agonizing. She was still struggling to recover from her painful transformation.

Any mortal would have missed Dorian completely. Raphael fired two shots. One of them was stopped by Dorian's bulletproof vest, and the other harmlessly grazed the vampire's shoulder as he shattered the window and spun outwards into the night. It was a long way down, but even that drop would be unable to harm a vampire like Dorian. As it was, he transformed into a great bat before striking the ground and flew off into the night, his foul deed done.

Raphael placed a tender arm on Alyssa's shoulder. "Are you OK?" he asked softly. He hated to cover her lovely body, but in an act of kindness contrary to the nature of his demonic kin, Raphael lifted the bed's blankets to cover her sobbing form.

 

[motheroftears24]

I started to sense other supernatural presences in the house including a very strong demonic on. It was a good thing that I did not get up from the bed and that the bed was quite a distance away from the door. I saw Dorian fall back and Detective Anchises enter the room. All I could do was watch still laying on the bed. I realized that the demonic presence was the detective. I was nervous and for a while did not know who I could trust considering how surrounded I was. I could hear my friends calling for me outside, but I could not get to them. The other partygoers left upon hearing the commotion. I watched in horror as I saw both Dorian and Detective Anchises bring out weapons. At first it was dagger vs. sword. Dorian was cut and I realized that he had been prepared for this by the vest he wore under his clothes. Then, Detective Anchise drew a gun. I screamed loudly as he shot at Dorian. The sound was maginified greatly with my new abilities. I held my ears crying and again curled up.

I looked up to see that Dorian had escaped in bat form. I could hear my friends screaming at him. I heard Emily shriek and Samhain start cursing at him. "Get back here, you fucking asshole!" Samhain yelled at Dorian as he flew off into the night. I was a bit afraid of Detective Anchises due to him being a demon, but at least I knew that I would not hurt him. He did save me, so I dismissed my fears. If I did not take all the help I would get, I would be all alone. Going back to my family was definitely out of the question. He covered me as I shivered and cried. "Are you OK?" he asked softly.

"N-no, he raped and turned me." I sobbed hysterically as I collapsed into his arms. So many questions were on my mind. I heard my friends running upstairs and they came in to see me. I was covered not only by the blanket, but since I was also pressed against the detective. I began to sense that my friends were also supernatural beings. I could sense another demonic form as well as a whimsical being. They knocked on the door frame to make sure they were not interrupting. The attack on my friends was related to what had happened.

"Detective Anchises, we were trying to get in to help her." Emily said, "We had just briefly went outside and we were attacked by Dorian's human thugs to prevent us from saving her. Brigg and Samhain killed them in self defense. There had been a lot of problems at the school with Dorian, his family, and a group that his family is affiliated with who is against what the mayor had planned about trying to set up peace between us and humans. Alyssa, did he turn you?"

I nodded. She sighed sadly, but offered me some help. She was the student president of the college and told me that she would help me get some classes changed to take some that would help me with my vampirism. She left with Samhain leaving me alone with Detective Anchises so that they could go get Eva and Brigg to tell them what happened so that I could get examined and so that I could talk to the detective.

 

[GPLockwood]

Detective Anchises smiled wickedly. At least some of Dorian's punks had been destroyed, even if the vampire himself had escaped. He regarded Emily with a wicked smile.

"I apologize, Emily. But my ears are still ringing from something that may, or may not, have been gunfire in here a few moments ago. I'm afraid that I couldn't understand a single word of anything that you might- or might not- have said about something unfortunate occurring to a few mortals." Detective Anchises smiled. His teeth were too perfect to quite be human, and his canines were unnaturally sharp-looking.

He glanced over at Eva. "I trust that there won't be any corpses left lying around to cause anyone legal trouble?" he asked.

Eva winked devilishly.

"Your friend here has been turned into a vampire. I know that I'm not in the sort of company where I would need to keep any secrets, but the next few days are going to be very difficult for her, and she will need help getting her more- unfortunate- cravings under control. For that reason, I'm going to have to take her into protective custody, unless Alyssa has any strong objections."

Brigg put a huge, hairy hand gently on Alyssa's shoulder. His protective, brotherly eyes were as sad as a puppy's. "I'm so sorry that we couldn't have been here to save you, Alyssa," he said. His voice was thick with guilt.

"It's no one's fault but Damien's," Samhain replied coolly to his friend. The young musician turned to the detective. "So what sort of accommodations are you talking about for Alyssa? She is our friend, and it would displease us greatly if she were in any way uncomfortable." Samhain was a nice guy, but he was still a demon, and the menace in his cold, polished words was unmistakable.

Detective Anchises smiled at Samhain. "She will be returning to my house with me. While she is no threat to you, Samhain, you still have your girlfriend's safety to consider, and your apartment is not built to contain a vampiress that is just learning to control her predatory needs. My basement is perfectly furnished to keep a young vampiress both comfortable and safe. And Dorian would have a very difficult time bothering her at my home."

"It's not Dorian that concerns me at the moment," Samhain replied. "One demon to another, I know more than you seem to think I do about the way that you were looking at her."

Raphael gave Samhain a withering glare. "I would never do anything to her that she did not want. And while I do not deny an attraction to Alyssa, my chief concerns are for her and her safety. Would it make you feel better if I invited a few of you to stay in guest rooms in my house to ensure that I do not behave dishonorably?"

"That won't be necessary," Samhain said. "You wouldn't have offered if you meant her harm. But I trust that you know enough about vampires to know that her appetite for blood is not the only hunger that she will have that has been increased. She is dear to us. Don't take advantage of her delicate state." Samhain was concerned for the virtue of his friend. New vampires experience a libido that no mortal- even the young males among them- could possibly comprehend. Samhain simply didn't want his friend being used and abused in her vulnerable state, which would be easy to do for a demon that was immune to the effects of a vampire's bite.

Raphael smiled wickedly. In fact, it had been his plan all along to not take advantage of Alyssa's extreme libido during the first few days of her vampirism. By the time she was safe to release into society, she would be practically insane with lust if he did not attend to her needs before then, and he knew that she was already attracted to him. If he ignored her sexual needs for a few days as Samhain was suggesting, then Raphael could use his wiles to have Alyssa practically rape him with levels of passion and lust that could not be contained. And that sounded like fun. He nodded with an evil smile. "I promise that I will not sleep with her until I have given her permission to leave my house in a few days. But you should know that I love this girl, and would never hurt her."

 

[motheroftears24]

I stayed quiet as I listened to Emily and Samhain talk to the detective. I needed to know fully what was going on with the city I was living in. Not only was I turned into a vampire and surrounded by two demons and a fairy. We were joined by Brigg and Eva. I could sense Brigg was a werewolf, but Eva was human but a mad scientist. It made me wonder the mayor's intentions considering he had invited me to live in the town and had made accommodations. Was it out of goodwill or did he invite me to become prey. As afraid as I was of my friends and the detective. I needed help and they were the only ones I could trust.

My fear was soon being replaced by very new feelings once I was starting to come around to the fact I was a vampire especially when there was mention of the detectives feelings for me. He was very flirtatious when he would see me at work. Was it going to be that bad being a vampire? I would never get sick which meant I would not miss work with the exception of the 3 days of me adjusting. Of course, then there was immortality. I would be protected against Dorian in Raphael's care which meant that I would get to be with Raphael. I replied, "I have no objections to this." I said. I had to figure out how to keep my hunger in check without harming anyone. I had to conceal a small moan as my nude body was still pressed to Raphael's.

"I will be fine in his care and I trust him." I said to my friends, "It's going to be for the best so that I can fully come to terms with this. I don't know what I am going to tell my family because I don't want them afraid of me and I don't want to hurt them. Plus, I need to keep them safe from Dorian. Hopefully, I can figure that out within the few days."

I would at least be able to talk to my family by chat and through phone calls during the few days. I did not want them to know just yet of what was going on. I gathered my clothes and put them back on. I was just glad that Dorian left those intact. "I am ready, Raphael." I said before saying bye to my friends. I had to feed, but it had to be under Raphael's watch, so that I would not hurt anyone.

 

[GPLockwood]

"Well, my dear, we need to take you home. But your transformation required a considerable amount of energy, and I'm sure you need to feed. Well, you're in luck, my dear. I have a friend that is the police chief in a nearby city where a serial rapist has been stalking the women in a certain part of town. The police know who the serial rapist is, but the criminal has intimidated his victims until none of them will press charges. After what Damien did to you, perhaps it would feel good to get some payback on a rapist, as well as do society and the police in a neighboring community a favor?" Raphael suggested.

"Your vampiric senses have certainly already told you that I am, in fact, a demon. I will take you to the part of town that the serial rapist is stalking women, and I'll follow with you in an invisible form. I'll keep you safe and ensure that you don't hurt any innocent people. But when the serial rapist tries to attack you, he will be volunteering to be your first blood meal. That won't be the first time that someone from Thorn City has offered their assistance in a matter like this. Of course, if you would prefer, we could simply return to my house, but you're going to need to feed very soon after your transformation."

 

[motheroftears24]

Before leaving and getting dressed, I went with Raphael. I noticed that we were heading out of the city. My craving started to increase and it was clear that I had to feed. Raphael mentioned that a friend of his needed help dealing with a serial rapist. After what happened with Dorian, I did not mind offing a lowlife to give the victims closure that they would not have to fear him going after them or even having to face this fucker for a trial.

"I'll do it." I added, "I will gladly get rid of this scumbag."

As we were driving, I got a phone call from my mother. It was the normal checking up type of call. I answered the phone. I never told her or dad about what was going on with Dorian. For all they knew, it was just a break up. I did not want them freaking out either telling me to leave or dad trying to take care of the issue himself. My dad was one hell of a fighter, but he of course was no match for Dorian. "Hi, sweetheart! Just checking on you and seeing if you were still coming to town in a couple days." Not a good thing considering my parents had planned a family dinner for them as well as my aunts and cousins. The very last thing they needed was a very bloodthirsty vampire trying to adjust to her transformation. Maybe when I was in a little better control. I was still very shaken. I used it to my advantage. I moaned as though I was feeling achy.

"Actually mom, I am not feeling the best right now." I lied, "I caught the flu and I would really hate to pass it around. Maybe we can reschedule."

My mom became concerned and tried to insist that maybe she and dad come by to take care of me. "I know lots of fluids, rest, and doctor's visit." I said smiling at Raphael. I told her that I was taking care of myself. Emphasis on the fluid... I told her bye and I that I loved them before ending the call. Eventually we parked a distance away from a very secluded large park near a small community college to where the serial rapist would not know that I was not alone. I pretended to be going for a walk. I began to look around being very aware of my surroundings. My enhanced senses aided in the situation. I could sense him as well as smell the scent of his blood. He was very near.

 

[GPLockwood]

The pasty-faced villain slunk through the shadows of the filthy alley. A ski-mask was folded up on top of his head so that it looked like a knit cap, but he pulled it down to hide his ugly face. He thought he was being sneaky and that he would never get caught at his evil hobby. But to both Raphael and to Alyssa, he stuck out like a sore thumb. The rapist was nothing but a stupid, wicked mortal that was soon going to be gone from this planet, and the world would be a better place for his leaving it.

Raphael didn't need to give Alyssa any instructions. She was a smart girl, and with her newfound vampiric abilities and instincts, she could more than take care of herself. But to ensure that she wasn't a threat to any innocent people, or that any of the other threats that sometimes roam the night this close to Thorn City did not take an unwholesome interest in her, Detective Anchises followed close behind her in the form of an unseen vapor.

A large brown stray dog sensed that Alyssa was a good person. He could tell that there was something about her that wasn't quite human, but dogs don't judge. The dog could see the rapist hiding behind a filthy, reeking dumpster with a dirty length of rope clutched in his hands. He knew that this was a bad man, and that he wanted to hurt Alyssa. He tried to get between Alyssa and the rapist, growling into the shadows to warn her of the threat that he didn't think she could see.

The stray dog had no way of knowing that, now, Alyssa's night vision was even better than his. The dog panicked, running in front of Alyssa, hoping to save her from being hurt by the bad man. But, while Alyssa's night vision was better than the dog's, dogs have an innate ability to sense even the invisible forms of supernatural creatures. And dogs instinctively fear demons. Still, despite the instinctive terror the dog had of Raphael, he only slowly gave ground before the two, determined to protect Alyssa from the rapist that crouched in the shadows with a ski mask over his face.

No, the dog didn't know this girl. But the kind people that left food out for the dog didn't know him, either. The dog knew that life was hard, and that good people are hard to find, and they deserved to be treated well. The dog would die himself before letting anything happen to this pretty stranger.

Worried that the stray dog would ruin their plans, Raphael moved towards the dog invisibly to shoo him away. Even friendly demons have a tendency to dislike dogs. The friendly stray dog didn't run far, but it moved far enough for the rapist to leap out at Alyssa, actually literally passing through Raphael in the process, while the rapist was brandishing his dirty rope. He thought he had it all figured out. He was going to choke the pretty blonde teen with his dirty rope as he ravaged her from behind. He wanted to hurt her, make her suffer. Raphael could read his thoughts, and mused that it takes a very special sort of evil on the part of a mortal to make a demon feel a bit nauseated by it. Raphael was glad that the rapist would trouble the world no more after tonight.

While the stray dog tried to find a way to get past Raphael to save the girl, the fight had already ended. The rapist- or the dried husk that was now left of him, was feebly clawing at the air as Alyssa sucked the life from his jugular vein. His horrified cries gurgled weakly in his mutilated throat as he slowly ceased his struggles. When the light vanished from the rapist's eyes, his pale, shriveled, weightless mummified form hung limply in Alyssa's arms. The rapist would never hurt anyone again.

The stray dog finally rushed past Raphael to make sure that Alyssa was OK. He wagged his tail merrily, overjoyed that she wasn't hurt. He lovingly licked her hand as she petted his fuzzy head.

"So, do you feel better now?" Raphael asked. "We should probably get you back to my mansion."

Alyssa knew the place. It was an old stone fortress of a mansion that had been built back during the early 1800s, and was full of secret passageways that had been used by the Underground Railroad during the mid 19th century. She would be safe there. And, perhaps more importantly, the mortal world would be safe from her.

 

[motheroftears24]

I had read enough of the "Let's Not Meet" stories as well as could read this sick fuck's mind to know what he thought was going to go down. Unlike the other girls, he intended on taking his attacks to a very dark next level. Rape was not enough for him now. I knew he had the rope. Lust and murder was on his mind. He thought that this was going to be so easy. I pretended to be oblivious. It was during this time that a stray dog was alerted by the situation. A cute thing. I always heard that dogs were afraid of vampires, but this one wasn't. He began barking as though trying to alert me.

The asshole made his move in behind me and about had the rope around my throat when I spun around eyes blazing brightly as though there were fire in them and fangs bared. I hissed fiercely and sank my fangs deep into his throat. Drinking up every last drop of blood. The guy was in early 40's, but by the time I was through with him he looked like a 3,000 year old mummy without bandages. Raphael's friend and the other officers knew what was going to go down and were going to cover the incident up considering this was something that had to be done! I could sense that one of the victim's lived nearby and she had a child. She was a single mother. I could hear her from a distance talking to a relative that started bringing her home to keep her from having to walk anymore at nights. I saw he The dog had done so well to protect me, but I knew that I would not be able to keep him. However, I did not want him to starve if he could not find a meal. I patted him on the head and communicated with him to go protect the small family. He obeyed and went to the woman and her son. In my mind, I could see the child's eyes light up when he saw the dog. He asked his mother if he could keep the dog. She was hesitant, but smiled and told him yes.

We left and went back to Raphael's mansion. I knew where it was and what it looked like before we even got there and even knew where all the passages were just in case there was any sort of danger. Though my thirst was taken care of, I was still very aroused. I was doing everything I could to try to not do anything the first night that I was staying with him. However, these feelings were stalled for a bit realizing that I needed to call my boss. I mentally read my boss who happened to be a were-panther. I told him everything that happened and told him to watch out for Dorian. He agreed and was upset about what happened to me.

"I know what you must do, so please take what time you need to adjust." he added, "You will still have a job. "

I got off the phone and sat down on the couch next to Raphael. I laid my head on his chest. "Thank you for taking me in and helping me through this." I said.

 

[GPLockwood]

Raphael smiled wickedly. There were some very fun things to being a demon, and being able to enjoy a bit of a sadistic streak was one of them. He cradled Allyssa against him.

Already, he could tell, she was capable of being aroused far more than any mortal woman ever could. Within a day, the changes within her would be far beyond anything even a teen aged male human could experience.

By her third day, she would be beside herself, with her primal needs straining at the edges of her sanity. Her lust would be like a constant physical pain that nothing short of a good fuck would satisfy. He would be surprised if she didn't try to force herself on him by then.

Vampires needed that instinct during their reproduction. Under normal circumstances, this would be the time that she would bond with her master, and her uncontrollable lust would simply help to form a bond that she would have hated with Dorian, but which she would be unable to prevent. But if Raphael let her lust build within her until it was a towering inferno of desperate need, and then he satisfied that need instead of Dorian, she would be free to bond with him instead if she so chose. Of course, Dorian would want to ensure that Raphael's plan wouldn't happen.

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Trigger warning: Domestic violence.

Dorian cursed as he tore his bulletproof vest from himself and threw it across the room into the face of a pretty vampiress that he had forced to accept him as her master nearly a hundred years ago. Decades of senseless abuse had broken her spirit until accepting Dorian's cruelty seemed like second nature. She never would have dared to say it out loud, but she was grateful that Alyssa wasn't with Dorian now. She hoped that Alyssa would have the freedom that she feared she would never experience.

Sneering like the pompous fool he was, Dorian struck the pretty vampiress across the face. "I know your thoughts, bitch," he snarled viciously.

Lorelei wished that she had the will to defend herself, but Dorian had long ago taken away her ability to act on her own. Now, only Dorian's death would free her, and three other equally helpless girls, from eternal slavery to this monster. And she would be physically unable to bring about Dorian's death. If only Raphael's blade that had cut through part of the bulletproof vest had been a few inches to the side, it would have pierced Dorian's heart and she and her friends would be free.

Dorian called the three other girls that served him. He never let them use the term "wives" in reference to themselves. They were slaves. Slaves that had once been beautiful, free women that had fallen victim to the cruel vampire. Now, he seldom passed up an opportunity to remind them that made sure that they were nothing to him but property for his use and enjoyment. The whole time he had been with Alyssa, he had returned home frustrated from dates and inflicted senseless and terrible cruelty upon all four of the vampiresses, which they had endured without complaint.

"I am going after Alyssa," Dorian hissed. "But I am not going to risk my own safety to do so. Detective Anchises," he spat the name like a curse, "would attack me on sight. He needs to be distracted, weakened, and subdued so that I can claim Alyssa with no risk to myself. I want all four of you to seduce him. He has never met you, because I never let any of you miserable slaves leave my home. But now, your only task is to weaken Raphael until the four of you can subdue him. Once he is helpless, your task is to summon me, so that I can claim Alyssa as my own for eternity. Raphael Anchises is not a fool, and will suspect a trap if you do not play things cleverly. Seduce him. You have two days to accomplish this, so that I can make Alyssa belong to me forever. Now go."

Without further elaboration, Dorian spun on his heel and strode into the dark room in which he slept, leaving the four girls standing stricken behind him. They had no ability to resist Dorian's order, but the thought of being part of subjecting Alyssa to an eternity of abuse at Dorian's hands horrified them. With a sad sigh, Lorelei was the first to walk quietly towards the stairs that led from the house. If they failed at their wicked task, Dorian would punish them cruelly.

 

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Lorelei was the "youngest" slave. She was turned at the age of 18 when Dorian came to her family pretending to be a very nice wealthy man, who wanted to take her in due to how poor her family was. The nice guy act quickly faded once she was away from him considering she soon found out about what he truly was and about the other vampiric girls. She tried to escape which was a big mistake considering she was caught. She was raped, tortured, humiliated, and bitten joining her three "sisters", Marishka, Lace, and Victoria. They had to go through with whatever plan he had. What choice did they have? The others had been with him for centuries.

Lorelei whimpered fearfully as the vest was thrown at her. Luckily, she did not see Alyssa with him. The other girls were use to the treatment and did not object much about him wanting to have Alyssa join them. Their concern was survival. Lorelei was a tiny bit rebelous and her thoughts often got her into trouble. The girls did not say much as Dorian revealed his plan. The girls were sent out. Due to a special sunblock, they would not be burnt by the sun when it rose. Lace said, "We need to come up with a plan.". With looking 18 they could easily pose as high school girls on their way home from some study group. They used a glamour spell. Marishka dressed as a preppy cheerleader. Lorelei posed as a gothic girl. Victoria posed as a sexy nerdy girl. Lace posed as a shy girl.

"Here is what I am thinking." Marishka suggested, "It seems our detective has a thing for damsels in distress and has quite a wicked side to him. We need to get ourselves in trouble. There are plenty of supernatural predators who would love to sink their fangs, claws, and cocks into vampiresses away from their Master. Our Master's enemy, Karl Valentino, owns this area and lately the cops have been thick in the area. It would mean letting this fucker get dirty with us and hurt us, but I sense we will be rescued by Detective Anchises new partner. He was recently made a reaper, but was sent to work for the police force due to his skills in World War II working for the RAF and in intelligence. Don't let him get to you and don't get starstruck considering he was an actor before passing on. If he finds us, then he will have to get his partner leaving Alyssa alone. Raphael will have no choice but to go help out considering Officer Lee is new to all this."

The girls saw this guy on his way home. He was tall. About 6'4". He short black hair and brown eyes. He looked to be in his early 20's. He was wearing a Motorhead t-shirt and jeans. He had just left the store with groceries for his new apartment. The girl's used stealth to take a closer look. "Is that Christopher Lee?" Victoria asked. His look certainly changed, but he had got into heavy metal prior to his death. He was humming a tune to a song that he sang with his band Charlemagne as he was determined to get home. The girls licked their lips and were tempted to make a move, but he was needed to contact his partner after their "misfortune".

"Yeah, but he is much younger now." Lorelei exclaimed. All the girls were fans of his movies over the decades. His Dracula movies were a small escape from their Master's torture. He looked so much younger now. The girls read his mind for curiosity. He was taking his change to a real supernatural being a little rough considering the conditions of it meant not being able to see his wife or daughter for fear that they could be put into danger. The girls had also watched Gotham. The interaction with his partner was similar to what Jim Gordon had with Bullock. The by the book rookie with a veteran that doesn't play by the rules. However, it oddly worked out between the Reaper and the Demon. He was a distance a way and knew they had quite a while until he would be walking through Valentino's territory.

Karl Valentino was more of a mobster style vampire compared to Dorian and his family who were more old fashioned in the way that things were ran. He had a brutal reputation with his henchmen and women. The fight between the two vampires were over control. It was Dorian and his gang versus Valentino and his gang. The only thing was Dorian had more of a following with demons, succubi, incubi, werewolves, and other sinister creatures while Valentino just preferred a company of his own kind. It just so happened that he and several of his henchmen were headed the girls' way. They were pretending to argue intensely acting as though they were only hanging out considering they wanted to pass their tests.

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Though my hunger had been sated. I needed something much much more. As I was laying against Raphael, my lips had been pressed against his neck. Not biting, but I nuzzled my lips against his neck. I needed Raphael. I wanted to feel him caress my body. I wanted to feel his lips all over my body. I wanted to touch and kiss him. I wanted to feel his cock buried deep within my pussy. The idea of a demon having his way with me very much intrigued me. I looked up at him pleadingly. I knew my friends didn't want him taking advantage of the situation, but I really wanted this. "Raphael, I need you." I said.

 

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Raphael smiled wickedly. His lovely young Alyssa was already craving his body. This was going to be fun. Already he could smell her arousal coming from the sweet cleft between her thighs. But he wasn't ready to take her yet. She had to need it. She had to need his cock more than she needed life itself. And, he reminded himself, he did have a promise to keep.

"I promised your friends that I wouldn't take you yet," he said. His voice was calm and almost compassionate, but inwardly he loved seeing her discomfort. And, truly, what man wouldn't enjoy watching a woman being driven mad with desire for him? Raphael hoped that, by the time he was ready to claim her, she would be so ready that she would practically rape him. He couldn't wait.

Alyssa moaned and writhed in his arms, kissing him and pressing herself against him. Already her sweet nectar was literally soaking through her clothing to him. Raphael could feel his self-control crumbling. There's something very special about a pussy that gets that wet for a man.

Raphael marshaled all of his iron will and discipline to avoid giving in, knowing that it would be amazing when he finally did claim her.

His phone buzzed in his pocket, saving them both. It was officer Lee. Four girls had been walking through Valentino's neighborhood and had been accosted by gangsters, and Lee was requesting backup.

As much as he hated to leave Alyssa alone, he had to. He lead her downstairs towards her room. Part of her desperately needed him to fuck her senseless down there- she needed sex more than she ever thought she could at this point. And she had no idea that this wasn't even half as bad as her need for sex would soon get.

For her own safety, and that of the community, Raphael locked her behind a heavy iron door. Before leaving, he thumbed through his cell phone and sent text messages to Emily and Eva, letting them know that their friend would be briefly unsupervised and warning them that there were several things that could go wrong with this, but that he had to go respond to an emergency. In the meanwhile, if any of the four friends could make it, keeping an eye on Alyssa would be prudent.

Jumping on his motorcycle, Raphael roared down the street to assist Officer Lee.


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Valentino's stooges were lurking near an abandoned warehouse, beneath which a massive laboratory operated for manufacturing methamphetamine. Most of the vampires that worked for Valentino's crime family were old-school gangsters that had been around through prohibition. The boss in charge of the site had known Al Capone and several other gangsters of that era personally before becoming a vampire, but one would never guess that the sharply dressed man with the cruel, hard eyes was a day over 30. He spat out his filterless, hand-rolled cigarette and crushed it beneath the heel of his polished leather shoes as he watched the four girls approaching.

These were Dorian's girls. While Dorian didn't love them, or anyone else for that matter, Dorian did value them as property. All four of them were definitely good looking. Boss Valentino would be pleased with him if he could bring the four girls to him as an offering. And Dorian would be royally pissed, which would make things even better.

The girls pretended that they were interested in walking past the gangster and his vampiric flunkies. But they soon found their path blocked by the tall man in his pinstripe suit.

"Are you ladies lost?" he asked. "If I'm not mistaken, you must be Dorian's girls. You probably don't remember me. My name's Tony. And you're in Karl Valentino's turf. That means that there's going to be a slight price to pay for walking on my boss' sidewalk."

Lewd snickers came from the other gangsters that were closing in around the four girls.

"How would you ladies like it if I took you to my boss? He'll treat you real nice. But first, I think me and my boys would like to treat you real nice," Tony said. There was more lewd, humorless laughter from the other gangsters. "Take these girls into the whorehouse- I mean, warehouse," Tony ordered his henchmen.

Rough hands grabbed the four girls and began shoving them roughly towards the door. The looks in the men's eyes spoke volumes of what they had planned for the pretty vampiresses, and already they were groping at the girls, tearing at their pretty clothing with rough, coarse hands.

All four girls had expected this, and began screaming for help.

"You knock off that racket!" Tony warned harshly. "Scream all you want once you're in the warehouse, but you had best shut your mouth out here!"

"And why would they be screaming in that warehouse?" asked a smooth, cultured Brittish accent from behind Tony. He spun to see a tall, handsome man in jeans and a rock band t-shirt. Officer Lee was clearly displeased to have to interrupt his grocery run because of these men's behavior. They had no way of knowing that he had already called for backup.

"You wouldn't be planning any ungentlemanly behavior towards these nice young ladies, would you? I take a dim view of a man who cannot behave himself properly towards a lady," Lee said. He was no stranger to violence and dirty tricks, but he was also not a monster except in the most literal and technical sense of the term.

"And what's it to you if we was gonna hurt these dames?" said Tony. "You gonna do something about it?" His voice was crude and harsh next to Lee's, and his grammatical errors were made all the more obvious when compared with Lee's obvious culture and refinement.

With shocking speed, and without warning or further provocation, Tony lashed out at Officer Lee with a switchblade. He was no stranger to violence, and had killed many men over the years. But he had never faced a man with Lee's experience, nor had he ever faced a Reaper. Lee dodged the blow while catching the attacker's wrist with his left hand, slamming it hard into the warehouse wall. As the blade fell harmlessly to the ground, Lee spun and drove the back of his right elbow hard into Tony's temple.

A human being would have been more than killed by Lee's blow, his skull reduced to shattered bits. Even a vampire like Tony was barely able to remain standing. Three rapid, powerful punches from Officer Lee to his opponent's solar plexus, throat, and temple sent Tony doubling over, and a knee to the face put him on the ground, senseless.

Releasing the girls the other thugs began to slowly circle around Lee. He had fought against overwhelming odds before. He had once even killed a vampire that had been an officer in Hitler's SS while operating behind enemy lines in WWII. But he was intelligent enough to know that the odds were not in his favor, but he did not yet feel that deadly force was warranted. He hoped Raphael would get there soon.

Pulling up the bottom of his jeans, he grasped the hilt of the Sykes-Fairbairn fighting dagger that he carried in his sturdy leather boots and brought it up in a straight hammer grip in his left hand as he drew a 9mm Browning Hi-Power with his right hand.

"You gentlemen would do well to let the ladies go. This doesn't have to end violently," Officer Lee intoned menancingly.

Even though he was badly outnumbered, the gangsters had seen what Lee had done to their leader, and were in no hurry to see what he could do now that he had a pistol and a knife in his hands. Tony groaned and began to rise when Lee's boot to the back of his head put him back down.

One of the thugs opened his trenchcoat, whipping out a sawed-off shotgun. He never got a chance to fire his weapon. From behind him, even before he could level the weapon at Officer Lee, Detective Anchises had put a silver bullet right through the back of the vampire's head. At the deafening roar of the gun going off, everyone there jumped or fell into a crouch.

The sawed-off shotgun slipped from the thug's grasp, and he fell forward towards the ground. Light radiated from the wound. Raphael fired again through the vampire's heart, and his body crumbled to fine gray dust.

"Who volunteers to die next?" the demon asked. His eyes were glowing with wicked delight. Sometimes, it was hard to restrain the natural demonic violence that lived within him.

The rest of the gangsters dropped their weapons and allowed themselves to be handcuffed by the two officers.

"You ladies come with me," Detective Anchises said to the four girls. "I'll take your statements down at the station, if you don't mind."

 

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As expected, Valentino's thugs made their move seeing the vampiresses, who were actually feeling very scared and uneasy about what was about to go do. However, they had to do what they had to do in order to get to Detective Anchises. The girls stopped arguing and acknowelged the goons teasing them before they were confronted by a taller one. In addition to drugs, they were also into human/supernatural being trafficking. Though the girls were afraid, they did not want to show it. They did not say much as they were surrounded. They knew that Officer Lee more than likely knew about Alyssa being stalked by Dorian. Perhaps his partner told them, so they said nothing to imply that they were with Dorian for fear that Officer Lee would turn them in to Detective Anchises. However, hopefully the mobster vampires would not rat them out to where it would ruin their plan.

Marishka was skilled in magic so under her breath she uttered a spell that would at least make the goons forget that the vampiresses were with Dorian. They watched as Officer Lee cooly put down his groceries walking towards the thugs with the famous look of menace that his characters would have in his movies. The vampiresses' pussies were drenched just by seeing the look. The vampiresses' struggled as the goons had them in an iron tight grasp trying to drag them away. The watched as Officer Lee skillfullly began to battle the goons. He had always been skilled fencing, martial arts, and even knife throwing. However, the girls could tell he was holding back in order to bring these guys in. As a reaper, he could be a very deadly adversary. Eventually, Raphael showed up along with other back up. Things were going as the girls hoped. They could tell he was hot and bothered having Alyssa, but could not act on it with the promise that he made to Alyssa's friends.

"You ladies come with me." Detective Anchises said to the four girls."I will take your statements down at the station, if you don't mind."

"Of course, detective." Lace said. The four vampiresses still pretended to be afraid and shaken from the near attack. They were brought in a squad car to meet Detective Anchises back at the station. They were led to a room for questioning. The looked to see the goons looking like they were in confusion. "It worked..." Lorelei said mentally to her "sisters".

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As much as I tried, I could not get Raphael to act on the urges that I could see in his mind as much as I begged. It was getting very difficult to control. I sighed sadly when he said that he had a promise to keep to my friends. "They won't know..." I tried to say. Though with Samhain being a demon, he would know. He would not even let my hand get close when I went to try to caress his cock over his pants. However, he had to go. His new partner was in trouble. He told me the last time that he saw me at work, that he was getting a new partner.

For my own good, he brought me to a room with a metal door and locked me in it. Though I was turned on as hell, I did not argue. I could not be released. Even though I fed, no telling what else I would do. The great thing was that he had invited my friends over to keep an eye on me just in case Dorian showed up. Eva, Samhain, Brigg, and Emily all showed and talked to me while I was in the cell hoping to try to keep my mind off of the intense arousal.

"How are you holding up, girl?" Eva continued, "I am very sorry that you found out this way. You deserve to know what is going on. Okay, the mayor of the city wanted to repair the reputations that supernatural beings had. So, he decided that he would conduct an experiment bringing in random people. It just so happened that you were one that was chosen. I don't know exactly how he found out about you. Unfortunately, there is a supenatural group that want to convert humans as slaves. It is made up of vampires, ghouls, zombies, werewolves, demons, and other wicked creatures. We found out tonight that Dorian's father is actually the leader. Dorian and his three brothers are members of the group as well. They have a lot of propaganda online for their cause."

"Did Detective Anchises try anything on you?" Samhain asked. I told him no and that actually it was the other way around. Brigg said, "The problem with this group is that anyone could be a member of it in hiding.". They told me that it was possibly not only made up of citizens of the city, but even some city officials. I was absolutely squirming in the cell wanting badly to be fucked. Emily suggested, "I know this might be a little embarrassing with us outside the door, but try pleasuring yourself." Regardless of how embarrassing it was, I laid back in the cell, moved my panties aside and started to rub my clit. It helped a little, but at least until I could get Raphael to fuck me.

 

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The thugs that Detective Anchises had arrested were locked into separate cells. These were old-school mafia goons that weren't going to crack or talk no matter what was done to them. Raphael wouldn't be able to get much information out of them. Already, a slickly dressed vampire had appeared with an expensive leather suitcase full of paperwork, introduced himself as one of Valentino's lawyers, and demanded that the prisoners be released.

"I'm not done questioning all of the witnesses," Raphael stated, "but Officer Lee personally observed these men attempting to abduct several young ladies."

"It's all a misunderstanding," the lawyer said with a revolting smile. "Give me a few minutes with the alleged victims, and I'm certain they will agree that nothing illegal occurred."

"Not a chance," Raphael snarled. "You're not going to use bribery or threats to silence any victims on my watch."

"I find your insinuation highly offensive and insulting! I demand to see these liars that would dare bring false charges against the upstanding businessmen I represent!" the lawyer fumed.

Ignoring the lawyer, Raphael turned towards his office. He shut the heavy wooden door behind himself, and began speaking to the young ladies.

He addressed Lace first, asking her for her account of what had occurred. Focusing upon her, he did not see Marishka's lips move in a silent incantation.

Raphael didn't know what was happening. Certainly he had always enjoyed a healthy libido, even for a demon, but lust began to boil in his veins for these young ladies. His heart was pounding in his chest, and his cock strained painfully in his pants, creating an obvious bulge.

He moved to sit down behind his desk, hoping that the desk would hide his obvious erection. His mind was in a fog. All he had to do was take the witnesses statements, which was a very simple task, but he could scarcely even remember why he was in that room. All he could visualize was his long, thick cock plunging into deliciously wet mouths and pussies. He shook his head, trying to clear the forbidden thoughts as sweat beaded on his forehead. Some distant part of his demonic mind screamed that there was magic at work here, and that he could fight it if he wanted to. But another part of the magic felt so wickedly seductive that he could scarcely bring himself to resist it.

He did his best to ignore his growing discomfort at first. The girls chuckled, knowing what was happening even before Raphael did. He sat down behind his polished wooden desk even as the girls stood up and surrounded him.

 

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Unlike other police departments, the rules were a bit relaxed in regards to conduct due to the nature of supernatural creatures, so sex was not prohibited. The girls were very aware of this. Raphael's office was very private. The girls told him everything about the incident. Using the lust spell, they smiled to themselves in a concealed manner seeing how hard Raphael was getting. The girls got up and went to him. First, Lace kissed him, then followed by Marishka, Lorelei, and Victoria . Then, they began stripping seductively baring their bodies to him before all went to their knees lustfully taking his cock out of his pants. A couple of the girls licked his hard manhood together with their tongues dancing together before taking turns sucking on the detective's cock.

 

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Detective Anchises leaned back in his chair, groaning as multiple mouths caressed his hard member. Even before the lust spell had overwhelmed his senses, it had taken all of the self control he could muster not to ravage sweet Alyssa when she had offered herself to him, and the raw lust in her voice had given him a lingering erection ever since. When the lust spell hit him, combined with the natural charms of four beautiful women, he willingly gave himself over to his desires. Consequences be damned.

He felt multiple tongues swirl around his cock before Lorelei began masterfully deep-throating his considerable manhood. He groaned- most girls could barely get half of that thing into their mouths, but she managed to accomplish with finesse what they could not. The fact that she was a vampire that could easily have maimed him in this position added to the excitement as Victoria began passionately kissing him.

The excitement was building within him as Lorelei pulled his cock from her mouth, and allowed Marishka to take a turn. The girls kissed hotly before Marishka impaled her face on Raphael's hard cock. What she lacked in Lorelei's finesse, she made up for with raw lust and passion. She swallowed Raphael's manhood with desperate abandon, worshiping the long, thick member with her lips, mouth, and tongue as Lace and Victoria took turns kissing Raphael as well as one another.

When Raphael erupted into Marishka's mouth, her eyes were wild with lust and triumphant joy as her throat milked every drop of his cum from him, swallowing his juices as he ejaculated. She had drained bodily fluids from more than one mortal in her day, but few had enjoyed the process as much as Raphael.

His demonic stamina was hardly diminished as Marishka pulled her face off of his cock, a trail of saliva linking his glistening manhood with her smiling red lips. Lace reached over stroking the slick, wet penis until it was hard again, then glanced over at Victoria.

Victoria looked shyly at Lace- she had been a virgin until Dorian had ravaged her. He was the only man with whom she had ever been, but he cared little for her pleasure. Losing her virginity to Dorian had been a cruel nightmare. But she couldn't help feeling a twinge of desire for handsome Raphael and his magnificent cock, and something in his eyes promised her that sex could be far better than she had ever experienced it before.

She straddled Raphael's long, stiff member, and began lowering herself until her nether lips caressed the glans of the demon's still slick, glistening cock.

 

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`Unlike the other girls, Victoria like Alyssa was a virgin before Dorian had violently raped her. Before being turned, her family were farmers who were down on their luck with numerous failed harvests back in the mid 1800's. In order to make money, her parents were approached by Dorian who seemed kindly to them upon arriving at their farm not too far from his family's castle. He offered her a job as a maid which she gratefully accepted considering it meant that she would be able to support her family. She went to work for Dorian who claimed her as his though he faced some opposition from his older brother, whose attentions focused on another girl later on. Dorian laid on the charm. He began buying her gifts such as flowers and jewelry. He made her feel like a princess until he and his family broke into her family's home abducting her and killing her parents after her father found out about Dorian's vampiric nature. She was brutally raped by him before being turned, so sex with Raphael was pleasantly different.

Though he was a demon, he was not cruel like Dorian. She could tell her sisters felt the same. There was not tension. A lot of times, Dorian would send them to be fucked and roughed up by the followers of his cult or his family. Lace nodded telling her that she was okay and to start sucking on Raphael's cock. They moaned in pleasure knowing that they were showing him pleasure. They took turns until he spurted cum into each of their mouths. Victoria was nervous when her sisters gave her the look telling her that she would be first. She got onto his lap and moaned as his cock slid into her. This was not the violent fucking that she was use to. She smiled loving the feel of his cock slowly sliding into her pussy. She began to grind against him and ride his cock slowly at first taking her time as her sisters began to make out with each other kissing as well as fingering each other. The moans were loud enough to be heard in the police precinct, but again this was a common thing. It was very obvious that Officer Lee was trying to get use to this due to the fact that he happened to go by the room in order to get to the breakroom and saw what was going on. The three girls noticed this and playfully smiled and waved at him. His face turned a beet red color out of embarassment.

 

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Officer Lee strolled into the back room, his erection straining at his jeans. Back in the room, Marishka smiled wickedly. She was enjoying this assignment far more than she had enjoyed anything that Dorian had ever asked her to do in the past. But if she were going to subdue Detective Anchises without the risk of interference from his partner, steps would have to be taken. She would have been happy to do the honors herself, of course, but right now Raphael was going to need all of her attention if she were going to properly wear him out until she and her sisters could subdue him. Demons don't tire easily.

So, how to deal with officer Lee... Marishka she cackled merrily as she watched Victoria's sweet pussy bounce on Raphael's cock. She glanced out the door. There was a woman named Stacy working as the office secretary. She was a larger woman in her late thirties, with a few extra pounds of weight to her, dark hair, and a pretty face framed with modest glasses. The vampiress chanted an incantation towards the secretary and smiled as the girl began rubbing her thighs together as she struggled to focus on her work. Soon, the woman's moisture would be soaking through her pants if she weren't careful. Sitting in front of Stacy was a shorter woman named Carla, a pleasantly plump single mother with curly blond hair and a lovely face. Marishka used her magic on both of these women, and planted the idea in their minds that Officer Lee was alone in the back room and letting the unnatural lust she instilled into the two BBW MILFs to do the rest.

Without speaking a word to each other, the two women moved in unison towards where Officer Lee was searching through old files in the back. He wouldn't be intruding on his partner or the girls any time soon, one could be sure of that!

As Marishka admired how well her magic had worked on the ladies that she had sent to seduce Lee, she heard Victoria cry out in ecstasy, her orgasm rippling through her body as Detective Anchises cried out in climax. Sweat beaded on Raphael's forehead as he erupted deep into Victoria's sweet pussy, filling her womb with his cum.

Victoria took a moment to kiss Raphael- if only she were married to him instead of that bastard Dorian! Already, Lace was trying to get past Victoria to mount Raphael's manhood, but Marishka needed sex more desperately than Lace did. Knowing that she had sent those two women to seduce Lee had her turned on until she could hardly stand it. Planting a scalding hot kiss on Raphael's lips, she sat down on the member that was still slick with Victoria's juices, claiming him in a single explosive motion. She fucked him with a desperate abandon that was almost savage, taking his cock as deeply as her body would allow. She wished she could have him inside of her very womb! Raphael moaned as her fingernails scratched down his back, and she shivered with delight as his hands caressed her thighs, sides, and her luscious breasts. They had been fucking for less than a minute, and already Marishka's body was nearing her first orgasm of the day.

 

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Stacy and Carla had eyes for Officer Lee ever since he started working for the precinct. They had grown up watching his movies when they were younger. After his death, he came back looking as he did when he first started playing Dracula in his mid thirties. The perks of being a reaper. They had been hesitant to approach him at first due to the fact that they knew that he greatly missed being with Gitte. Again, if his enemies knew about his wife and his daughter they would be in grave danger. He had many enemies of the supernatural variety that had survived the war. However, something was pushing them to talk to him and perhaps much much more. The girls were heavily aroused and dirty thoughts of them being ravished by him turned them on all the more. Prior to all this there was some flirting between Lee and the two girls, but they just thought that it was only flirting. They approached.

"Officer Lee, we thought it was your night off..." Stacy smiled, "Did you miss being with us that much, love. It sounds like Raphael is having a lot of fun again tonight. A handsome reaper such as yourself deserves some much needed attention tonight."

The two girls were dressed professionally, but yet still sensually. Carla was a succubus that had got out of a really bad relationship with her former demonic husband. Stacy was a reformed sorceress, who had once been evil. However, she had fallen for one of the lycan officers that worked for the precinct becoming good. He was killed a year prior in the line of duty.

Stacy and Carla were feeling especially bold tonight. Their bodies pressed to Officer Lee's in the manner that the starlets would in the publicity shots for his Dracula films. Carla playfully took the file from his hand and placed it on top of the filing cabinet before kissing him.

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Unlike her sister's Marishka was in love with Dorian though a little envious of Alyssa considering how much he began talking about her. However, if Dorian wanted Alyssa, he would get her if Marishka had anything to do about it. She delightfully thought of how Alyssa would be tortured and tormented. At least she hoped that Alyssa would be at the same level as her other sisters. Marishka had always been a willing lover and loved how rough Dorian was with her. She could sense that Dorian was already trying to mentally prey on the vulnerability of Alyssa, who she could see desperately fingering herself and writhing in a cell to stay in control of her urges.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Raphael!" Victoria cried out as she rode his cock until he came inside of her. Lace was next accidentally pushing Victoria away. Like Victoria and Lorelei, she was forced to be with Dorian. She began riding Raphael's cock loving the feel of it inside of her as well as loving how he caressed her body. After he came inside of her, it was Marishka's turn. They had to keep him busy for a while at least until Marishka knew if Dorian was successful with the mental sexual assault. It would have to do for now. Marishka shrieks in pleasure as she is close to cumming.

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I laid back in the cell and began to finger myself harder as well as massaging my breasts thinking of Raphael. The fantasy I am having is quite vivid and I can see it in my mind. My friends allowed me to do what I needed to in order to calm the intense feeling of lust. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Raphael!" I cried out. imagined him tearing into my clothes kissing me passionately before kissing down my neck and down to my breasts which he began to suck on. He kissed down my stomach towards my pussy which he licks. However, I notice the setting of my fantasy changed and something doesn't seem right. I tried to shake off what was going on hoping to get out of what was about to become some sort of nightmare. Dorian had invaded my mind once again. I felt trapped in my mind with no way of calling out for help from my friends.

 

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Officer Lee's face registered surprise as Carla kissed him, but he was so aroused from watching the three vampiresses fucking Raphael that he responded immediately with even more passion than she had displayed, drawing her close to him and kissing her with tremendous lust. Stacy was not to be outdone, shedding her professional clothes to reveal her curvy, tattooed body. Lee wouldn't have controlled his lust even if he could. pulling his shirt over his head as he stepped in to Stacy and kissed her on her lips in a manner that spoke of tremendous lust and need. He loved the feeling of her soft flesh against his strong chest, her tender breasts with their hard nipples pressing against him as he kissed her. His hands traveled downward to caress her ample backside.

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Raphael gripped Marishka's waist as he pushed her forward, bending her across his desk. Looking down, he could see her elegant ass thrust upwards towards him. As she lay bent over in front of him, he grabbed her hips and slammed into her from behind, his cock gleaming with her slick juices as he fucked her. As he pounded into her pussy, his cock head battering against the opening into her womb, there was a resounding crash as a mug containing pens and pencils smashed to the floor. Nobody cared. The sound of slapping flesh reverberated in the room as he fucked her with long, powerful strokes. His tight abs gleamed with sweat as he pounded into her from behind.

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Trigger alert: Sick fuckery.

"Nobody can save you now! You're mine- body, mind and soul! Forever!" Dorian sneered inside of Alyssa's mind.

Alyssa could tell that her body was still in her room, but in her mind she was living in something like a horrible nightmare. She was deep in a dark swamp. Foul steam was rising from the chill waters, gleaming like hellish magic in the silvery beams of the full moon that filtered through the twisted beams of dead tree branches. She was horribly alone, and knew that she was in a world entirely born of Dorian's twisted, evil mind. She knew that she was going to get raped again, and that there was nothing she could possibly do to avoid it.

Before she could even flee, the ground itself opened beneath her, creating a vast pit where just moments before there had been ground. She had been standing on a mass grave- putrid corpses and mouldering skeletons collapsed into foul heaps as she fell into the slimy pit, and the disgusting swamp water flooded in around her. She knew- Dorian wanted her to know- these were the bodies of his victims. But not all of them. They also included the innocent men and women- and yes, even children- that she would kill with her own insatiable need for human blood. She would become a monster just like Dorian. She already WAS a monster. Just like Dorian.

The horror overwhelmed her even before she noticed the trees around her moving- their branches creaking and groaning as the thick, hard, rough wood grasped her wrists and ankles. She knew what was coming. She was held suspended in mid air by the rough vegetation that abraded into her skin as, below her, the mud surrounding the skeletons began to move.

Shifting like an amorphous, satanic slime, the mud began to form into a great, foul-smelling heap that oozed towards her vulnerable, outstretched, naked body. She felt completely helpless as the muck moved towards her with deliberate slowness. She struggled to get free as the dark, coarse, wet, slime of the swamp moved over her shapely white legs. The filthy mud clung to her pretty, fair skin wherever it touched, leaving her foul and defiled. She screamed as the cold mud moved upwards- tendrils reaching up her delicate thighs. The disgusting ooze moved upwards, enveloping her thighs, her pure, delicate, recently-virginal pussy, and her shapely ass. Within the muck, something shifted against her asshole and her pussy. Something within the mud was pressing upwards into her.

"You don't even deserve my dick. Until you beg for my dick, you don't deserve any better than to be fucked by swamp-muck mingled with the rotten corpses of my victims! Or, should I say, OUR victims! Because now you're just like me. You'll kill and kill again, ruining lives and tearing families apart! Soon, you'll be just as cruel as I am!" Dorian's mocking voice in her mind as she felt her most intimate parts violated forcefully by the cold slime that forced its way into her like long, thick members. Her pussy and her virginal ass both felt like they were being fucked by giant, ice-cold cocks made of mud, rotten leaves, and far worse.

The mud moved upward up her pure, beautiful body. She knew that it was feeling her abdomen, and then her breasts. Her screaming was silenced as the mud forced its way into her mouth- again like a long, thick cock that reeked and tasted of rotten swamp filth and decomposition. She wished she could vomit- but it was impossible. She told herself that this was all in her mind- but it certainly didn't feel like it.

 

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Both girls undressed baring their body for Officer Lee. They saw the familiar lustful gleam in his eyes similar to the one they would see in his films. Carla was shy while Stacy was not so much. Stacy wanted him first. She undressed exposing her nude body to him . Outside of work, she was known to dress gothic and very edgy. She had tattoos of flowers, skulls, and one of a princess crown with two pink stars on both sides of the crown on her chest. She smiled lustfully as Officer Lee began undressing. Carla had a naughty idea. She started to watch and finger her pussy until it was her turn. "Mmmmmm" Stacy moaned loving the feel of his body against hers.


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Marishka gasped in pleasure as she felt Raphael's cock thrust deep within her. She hid an evil smirk sensing that Dorian got to Alyssa mentally. The fucking was quite intense. Raphael was fucking her very hard and she ground her hips against him. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Detective!" she whimpered. Her sisters watched forced to hide the looks of dismay on their face. Marishka had rank over them and was more powerful out of all the girls. If they dared to say anything, their undead lives would be a living hell. If they displeased her, Dorian would hear of it which meant punishment. Marishka was not immune to punishment, but did not get as much due to her support to Dorian.


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"No please!" I cried, "This cannot be happening!"

It seemed so very real. The sights, the feeling of mud with whatever horrible substances on my body, and the horrid smell. I felt like I was somewhat in the Evil Dead movies especially with the branches wrapping themselves around my wrists and ankles. I screamed loudly and it actually hurt feeling the branches stretch me a bit. Even more so when I saw the skeletons with wicked grins on their faces. "Raphael, help me!!!" I cried out.

I cringed in disgust as some slimy substance began to slide slowly up my body. I cried out as I felt the mud slide into my pussy and ass causing me to scream much louder. It was moving back and forth with no intention of pulling out yet. I struggled wildly as more of it began to coat my body.

"You don't even deserve my dick. Until you beg for my dick, you don't deserve any better than to be fucked by swamp-muck mingled with the rotten corpses of my victims! Or, should I say, OUR victims! Because now you're just like me. You'll kill and kill again, ruining lives and tearing families apart! Soon, you'll be just as cruel as I am!" Dorian's mocking voice in my mind as I felt my most intimate parts violated forcefully by the cold slime that forced its way into me like long, thick members. Her pussy and her virginal ass both felt like they were being fucked by giant, ice-cold cocks made of mud, rotten leaves, and far worse.

As it covered my breasts I could feel them being squeezed as well as a sucking sensation and tried everything I could to keep my mouth closed but with no avail. The substances forced itself into my mouth and down my throat. I wanted to get sick, but I couldn't. I could not scream. All that would come out was choking noises. Visions of me attacking my family plagued my mind as well as other innocents. "I am not a monster..." I tried telling myself. I was fighting a dark lust that was building within me as all this was happening.