Hungry

By Stunning Goddess

She was beautiful and hungry. Her seductive eyes scanned the room for her next unsuspecting victim. Lately her appetites had been sated with drifters and people no one would miss. Tonight, however she wanted a blue blood. She had bored of her usual prey. She wanted a trophy piece, someone who would challenge her ability to seduce and corrupt. She knew full well her power, for she was not a young vampire, nor was she very old. However, her insatiable desire for power and control over her victims drove her to masterfully perfect her skills of seduction. Her motivation to control and conquer made her an extremely powerful vampire. One look into her midnight blue eyes would render her victim helpless, capturing them in the snare of her hypnotic gaze. Her eyes possessed the ability to lock onto her target with deadly precision. Her powerful eyes changing at will, from innocent blue to dark spirals. The depth of her eyes could plunge her victim so deeply he would fall helpless, as though drowning in an infinite dark sea, thereby sealing his fate.
It was with this assurance of her power, she sauntered her statuesque figure about the room, swaying her hips with the grace and pace of a seductive cat. She stood out among the crowd, the epitome of style and taste from the top of her lustrous raven hair to her perfect dainty feet. Piled high upon her head her hair flowed in tendrils down the sides of her slender neck creating a cascade of her long hair extenuating her statuesque form. With the task at hand, she was sure her form fitting black dress and long legs in black stilettos would garner attention from the most powerful in the room. Lurking in and out of the shadows she stalked the room for her blue blood. A blue blood to her was not necessarily royalty but someone who exuded a life of sophistication and power. She had tired of clubs filled with horny unsuspecting gropers. Tonight she wanted more than blood and more than cock. She wanted a trophy. This was someone intelligent, well-bred and educated on the mind games people play. Her blue blood would represent the challenge she had been hungry for.
So here she was stalking her prey at the campaign event of the season. This season had filled the air with divisive political rhetoric. Fall always got her blood lust racing. With November fast approaching there was a lot at stake, she laughed to herself. No pun intended. Here it was the day before Halloween and she wanted to celebrate by turning someone who would further her power in the world. What better trophy than someone with political blue blood. Power had always attracted her. The thought of turning a politician into her slave gave her a rush. The more powerful and dominant the victim the more of a turn on it was for her to conquer them. She was at a state function tonight. The divisive air of the political climate got her bloodlust racing. She loved civil discourse. It made strong people weak. The powerful became more susceptible to being controlled.
Then she saw him. She knew instantly he was the one. She had seen him on all the cable new shows. He was magnificent, looking much younger than his years in his crisp perfectly fitted tuxedo. The blue of his eyes held a boyish charm. He had been serving as a political pundit on all the news shows, trying his best to influence the election in favor of his candidate for the presidency. From what she had heard of him he was sharp, intelligent and very much on his political game. He was at the peak of his career becoming more powerful and influential every year. There was a strong urge within her to see him on his knees stripped of his power. She wanted to drain him in more ways than one. She wanted complete submission from this powerful politician. He was the one she wanted and she wanted him now.
Casually she brushed past him then bumped him purposefully. “Excuse me aren’t you Ryan Winters?” He glanced over in her direction briefly, excusing himself as well, but in his second look his attention was clearly taken by her beauty. “Why yes. Have you heard of me?” “Who has not heard of Ryan Winters?” She smiled into his eyes. “You’re a very interesting individual.”
Ryan seemed to forget the entire room. He was enthralled with the creature looking into his eyes. She was simply stunning and exuded all of everything that would fill his senses. “You think so? Are you interested in politics?” he questioned while looking for an opening to draw her deeper into a conversation. Her voice was so sultry. “Politics have always intrigued me. I call it a study in the psychology of people,” she expressed, “and their need for power.”
“You don’t say. Well, I agree with you. Politics can be quite intriguing, yet exasperating. The campaigns have gotten dirty. There is a lot riding on this election. I’ll be glad when November is behind us.” he sighed. “It seems like you’ve been working too much, Mr. Winters. Everyone needs time to relax or you’ll burn yourself out,” she purred. “I agree with you. As matter of fact I plan to relax tonight. Would you care to join me?” he asked.
“Mr. Winters you don’t even know my name yet. Do you always pick up strange women at political conventions?” Her voice was so sexy. He could listen to her voice and look at her all day. “As a matter of fact I never do. There are always exceptions to be made,” he answered. He couldn’t stop looking at her. Her eyes were incredible. Her lips were so lush. He had a strong desire to see that mouth and those red lips wrapped around his cock. I’m getting hard – very hard, he thought to himself. “Just what is your name?”
“I’m Alexis. You can call me Lexi for short.” I prefer you call me “Master”, she thought laughing inwardly.
“Great to meet you, Lexi.” “We should have a drink together in my hotel room,” he suggested.
“I have a better idea. “Why don’t you drive out to my place.” “I’d love to show you my basement um, I mean wine cellar.” she interjected.
“Just give me an address. I’ll be there tonight right after we finish up here.” He couldn’t believe he was going to her place. Being in politics made him careful, but there was no stopping him from getting to know her better. Her voice and eyes lured him with the talent of a snake charmer. He couldn’t wait to get her beneath him with her legs spread open or better yet he could take her from behind. His eyes raked up and down her form. It made him hard just thinking about smothering those exquisite breasts.
“I look forward to seeing you at my place for a nice glass of red.” All she could think of was him on his knees, cock in hand begging for her to drain him and control him. Having this powerful politician as her human servant literally made her wet. She licked her red lips and bit her bottom lip. I can’t wait to taste you, she thought. She shot him a parting glance over her shoulder and slipped out of the room. She had to get her basement ready.
An hour later, Ryan was making excuses to his constituents. He had to get out of here. He was still hard for this woman who made him so weak. He hopped in his Mercedes and punched the address from the slip of paper into his GPS and drove along the winding heels that lead to her place. He could hardly wait to get to her place and sample this woman. Speeding along the curves, he found himself driving out of the city into the rolling hills and onto the deserted road that lead to what looked like a gated mansion. He drove up to the gate and spoke into the speaker, announcing his arrival. The gate opened and he made his way up the path to her mansion.
He wondered to himself why he has never heard of her or this place. She was a mystery. He parked his car and made his way up the steps of her beautiful home. Answering the door was a sexy blonde with hair done up in a bun. What a sexy maid, he thought. She smiled at him knowingly and led him into the sitting room.. Beautiful Victorian paintings adorned the wall.
The blonde maid led him past a great hall and into a large parlor. “Have a seat Mr. Winters. Alexis will be with you shortly. Shall I get you a drink?” She offered. “I’ll have a brandy. Thank you,” He replied. Ryan surveyed the room as he drank his brandy, stepping closer to the carved fireplace. The parlor was decorated with opulent Victorian antiques. Paintings from days of old adorned the walls.
“Mr. Winters It’s so good of you to come to my home tonight.” Her voice filtered seductively through his senses. “Your home is beautiful but it’s nothing compared to you”. He sipped the remainder of his brandy without even thinking. She stood in the doorway, her silhouette like a shadow taking his breath away. She stepped closer holding two wine glasses filled with red wine. “I thought I would bring you a sample of some of my finest from the cellar. I want to show you my collection of wines.” Ryan took the wine glass from her hand. “Do have a seat and enjoy.” She gestured to the plush Victorian lounge. Ryan smiled as he eyed her up and down, admiring her assets. “Thank you. This is a wonderful wine. I can’t quite place the distinctness of it. It’s very different from anything else I have ever sampled,” he puzzled.
She sat across from him, her smile widening to show the most perfect set of pearly whites. Her smile was magnetic. “It’s a very rare mix of earthy tones. Savor the flavor. Let it fill your senses. I like to think this wine is a part of me. Feel as though you are drinking part of me.” Her words made him weak. The sexual overtones made him so hard. It shocked him. He wanted to kiss her. “I would very much like to kiss those red lips and drink you, Lexi.” He eyed her intently. He came to sit beside her, ready to make his move. Her eyes drew him in. Her red lips beckoned to him. He wanted to nuzzle her gorgeous cleavage, and strip that black dress off her sexy body. He was so drawn to her. Her eyes called to him, saying, “Kiss me.” He leaned in to kiss her red lips. The kiss, her lips, her eyes, her voice, her body…all of it was so intoxicating. During the kiss he felt was if he were drunk with desire. The room started spinning and he started drifting into a drowsy dreamy state.
“Come Ryan,” she spoke as she rose. “I want to show you my cellar.” He followed her form mindlessly out of the parlor to the stairwell. The stairwell was adorned with candle-lit torches. The corridor had an old world feel, reminding him of old gothic movies. He followed her down the stairwell. It seemed like he was walking on air. Suddenly, his feet gave way beneath him and he slipped into unconsciousness. He could feel his body being dragged as he drifted in and out of consciousness. His mind was a blur. Shadows moved around him. He found it hard to focus his eyes. Then there was softness beneath him. He was in a strange bed. There was a voice like a whisper calling his name. He tried to rise but his arms were bound. He felt a cold rush of air as though he were being stripped bare-naked. As he was slipped out of his clothes he could see the room fill with candle light.
Ryan felt a weight on the bed and softness against his torso. As he tried to focus his eyes and look up, he saw Lexi was straddling him. Her thighs wrapped around him, and he started to move into her, excited, thinking he must be having sex with her. “Relax Ryan,” her voice whispered as she leaned down close to his ear. “look at me.” He looked, trying to focus. Oh my god, she was beautiful and naked. Her breasts were magnificent. Her tongue snaked out and she licked across his lips. Her long fingernails grazed along the length of his arms. “Did you like the wine Ryan? I mean you did drink it all. You must have loved tasting me.” she purred.
“What do you mean?” he stammered, noticing that he was chained to the bed. “The wine you drank was a mix of my blood and red grapes. It’s the finest, rarest vintage you’ll ever find. It’s a blend from days of old when we ruled this earth. You see Ryan, I am a vampire. You drank my blood. Your body is changing, but you won’t transform right away. I have to drink you several times before you are completely mine. You will feed me, and you will feed me more than just blood.” Her nails grew sharper as she touched his skin ever so lightly, assessing the value of her newly gained property.
He looked up and saw her eyes grow with a peculiar light, magnifying their depths. He shut his eyes trying to resist and break free. This woman is crazy, he thought. I have to get out of here. He needs to stop looking in her eyes. “You’re crazy lady!” he breathed. “Let me out of here.”
“Your resistance is useless, Ryan. You are chained. With my blood flowing through you, the last thing you need is to be on the street or driving,” she noted, while she slid her beautiful fingers down his legs. He could feel her grasping him. He fought the urge to look at her, but he could not help himself. He was so hard despite trying to flee. Looking down, he saw her hands encircling his cock.
“Your cock is magnificent. You are very well endowed, just like a trophy should be. Look at me Ryan. Look down between your legs.” He looked down and saw her beautiful eyes, and lips smiling up at him. He could feel her breath hot against his ridged cock. “Look at this cock,” she said grasping it in her delicate hand. “This is my cock. It now belongs to me.” Her eyes glowed and she took it in her hand stroking it. Her hot tongue lashed up and down the length of his shaft, teasing him. He thought he would explode already. It felt so good.
“Oh no! Not yet,” she commanded.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?” Ryan stammered. “Quit playing games with me.”
“This is no game Ryan. This is called taking you. You are my thrall. You have been chosen to be my trophy slave. You will be my human servant. You will use your political power to further my power.”
“You’re fucking crazy lady. Get me out of here now!” he twisted against the chains.
“Ryan you need to relax and calm down. Your transformation has already started. You drank my blood. Now we have to finish, Darling,” she explained. “Ahhh, don’t look so sad,” she teased. “We’re getting ready to fuck. This will be like no fuck you’ve ever had.” Her head left his cock, but her hand still held it as she looked dead into his eyes. “Kiss me, Darling. Kiss me and let me taste you.” Her eyes devoured him, as her lips touched his. Her kiss was so gentle, so teasing, so seductive. He felt her tongue on his neck. It made him weak and his neck ached. Against his better judgment, he found himself wanting to arch his neck into her lips. The magnetic pull of her being was too hard for him to fight. He kept trying to resist her, but it felt so good. Her tongue tasted his neck.
“Give in to me Ryan. Just let it happen. It’s inevitable. Give me your neck. It won’t hurt too much. Maybe just a little, but it will hurt soooooo good. I can feel you aching for my fangs in your neck. Feel me slip my teeth so gently into your flesh. Feel me bite you. See how much you like it.” He could feel her teeth seductively sucking his neck. There was no real pain in it just a feeling of being licked, sucked, and stroked. He felt his will draining from him. Her touch sent shivers up his spine.
Her hands touched his cock again as she drank him and stroked him into another erection. This was the most enthralling, mind blowing experience of his life. He was floating fully erect, yet not wanting it to ever end. He wanted to explode, as he felt her guide his cock into her dripping wetness. She fit him like a glove, and he could feel her drinking him. The sucking of his neck erotically aroused his senses. She started fucking him slowly and hypnotically as she drank him. Her full breasts crushed against his naked chest. She laughed wickedly as she lifted her head back with one tiny speck of blood on her lip. She sensually licked the speck from her lips. “See, I told you it would hurt so good. There’s no pleasure without a little pain. Come Darling, ride the waves of pleasure and pain with me.”
She arched backwards as she rode him, swinging her magnificent dark mane of hair. She was a vision of decadent beauty as her hair spilled like a drape around her enormous naked breasts. Her nipples, like giant orbs hypnotized his senses as he watched her ride him. She relished every thrust as she drove deeper and deeper on top of him. Part of him fought looking at her, but he could not look away. She looked too good. She felt too good. She did make him ache. He was throbbing inside her wanting to explode. She could read his thoughts. “Not yet.” she commanded, “I haven’t cum. I want your seed Ryan, but only after I have taken my pleasure. I want you to impregnate me.
She drove deeper and deeper, devouring his cock inside her pussy with each thrust. Ryan could feel himself changing. His blood lust was growing. His political gain was no longer as important to him as fucking her and feeding her. Her power was more important now. He wanted to feed her. He wanted to feed her his cock and his seed.
“Now, Ryan. Feel me flow through your veins. Feel me assault your senses. We will mount the world as I mount your cock, Darling. Cum in me now. Feed me. Feed me your cum. Feed me your seed. Explode that cock in me NOW!”
He shuddered and convulsed. His body shook like an earthquake as he blew his load into her tight pink pussy. He exploded like Mount Vesuvius over Pompeii. It was mind blowing. He was utterly devastated, drained. She collapsed against his naked body for a few moments then laughed wickedly. Taking her head back down to his cock she licked and sucked the full length of him again. He shuddered in response. She was amazing and he felt powerless.
“Ryan, listen and listen well. I am now your Master. You are my slave. My will is your will. You serve only me and my agenda.” Her eyes were giant midnight pools. He stared deep into her eyes. She was beautifully lethal in all her vampire glory.
Ryan nodded. He could feel his body changing. His need to feed grew stronger. Blood lust filled his senses. It became more and more apparent to him that he wasn’t the boy scout politician anymore. He wanted to feed her. He wanted to taste her. “Master, I serve only you. Please, Master, can I taste you once again?” She threw her long dark hair back, licked her lips, and rose to her knees sliding her breasts up over his face. She smothered his face with her huge breasts. He sucked them, licking each nipple with his tongue. She sighed in pleasure and his tongue traced hot wet circles around her large pink nipples. Then she slid her thighs up on top of his face. “Taste me Slave, for you are mine.”
She tasted divine. The taste of her only made him hungry for more.