Blood and Balls

She walks towards me slowly...seductively. A look of confidence on her face. "Ah you've emerged from your ...for lack of a better term...grave." She stops a few feet away and casually leans on a wall." My name is Selena Ortega. You've been asleep so to speak for over a week. I know you have questions for which I have answers. But first follow me you must be hungry. Time to feed...vampire."

What? Vampire? Did I hear her correctly? And what's this business about me being "asleep " for a week? Selena heads to a door that leads to the basement and flicks a switch on the wall. I follow her down the stairs to an unfinished basement. Stark fluorescent lights on the ceiling provide harsh lighting. Metal beams hold the ceiling up. I can see a furnace and a water heater. There are rolls of carpeting on the floor and yet to be used drywall piled up. And chained to the wall on the far end is a man naked and gagged. He's a pudgy guy balding with a comb over in a vain attempt to hide his baldness. The hair he does have is brown mixed with some gray. I can hear him whimpering despite his gag.

Selena stops and like a model on The Price Is Right she points at the man. "Here you are dear satisfy your hunger. Go on. Only before you do you might want to hurt him first, it makes the blood taste that much sweeter." Am I dreaming this? I do feel weak. Like a hunger that yearns to be satisfied. And hurt him first? What does she mean? As I approach the man a primal instinct takes over.

His eyes widen as he furiously shakes his head. His voice muffled he keeps saying"No no no!" I can smell it. I can actually smell it. His blood, it's a smell like copper. And his fear. I can smell his fear. I grab his balls and squeeze. He shifts about as my grip tightens. He's in agony. I can tell as he groans through his gag. The groan of a man who's testicles are in excruciating pain. And then I do it. I do it without thinking. I bite into his neck with my fangs. Fangs?

Selena leans against a post with a satisfied smile as I suck out every last bit of his blood while simultaneously squeezing his balls. His blood tastes delicious, his testicles flattening as my grip grows tighter crushing his nuts in my hand. He's in agony and I'm in ecstasy. As I drink the last drops of his blood his testicles pop within his scrotum. I let go of his nuts which are nothing but mush now and examine his lifeless body. I...killed...him. I drank his blood and he's now dead. Again I ask myself what the fuck.Selena smiles and leads my back up the stairs and into the kitchen. A bare kitchen without appliances. The walls painted a soft yellow and the shelves and cabinets painted white. A stainless steel sink in the middle of a countertop with a window in front of it looking out into the back yard. The backdoor that I entered the house through to the right of the counter with the sink. Looking out the window I can. See two cars parked to the side of the house. My Trans Am and a silver Mercedes-Benz that I'm guessing belongs to Selena.

Selena claps her hands twice loudly and I can hear movement directly upstairs. Moments later two burly men dressed in white hazmat suits appear and she issues instructions to them. "Downstairs you will find a man's dead body. You are to remove and dispose of it. After you have done that you are to clean the place thoroughly. Do not leave any trace of my..." she points at me." ..dirty friend behind. There's to be no evidence left behind. Be thorough and quick with your tasks. Construction crews will be here in the morning to work on the houses of the development." They answer"Yes ma'am " and get to work.

Dirty friend? It's then that I look myself over. Good lord I'm filthy. I haven't noticed it before. I just didn't think about it as I crawled out of the ground. I was so focused on figuring out what was going on to notice how utterly disgusting I am. "Come with me Kristina Valentine. I promised you answers but not here." She hands me my purse and the keys to my car. How does she know my name? "Um...Selena how do you know my name?" She turns and smiles at me." You told me back at the club last week when we danced before coming here and making love upstairs. I must say for one as young as yourself you sure do know how to please another woman." She grins as she puts a pair of black leather pumps with four inch stiletto heels on her feet.

As we walk out the back door she tells me that she partially owns the real estate firm that is building this development." The workers have been off for the week that you were sleeping. None of the houses are finished yet which gave us complete privacy. Now follow me to my house in Poughkeepsie. There I will answer all of your questions I promise."

So we both got into our cars and drove into the night, Selena leading the way.