Not my Wheelhouse 2

Some vampire I am. I always saw vampires as sauve and sophisticated, able to seduce anyone. Sexual experts capable of bringing any man or woman to the heights of ecstasy. Here I am practically a virgin. Look it's not that I'm ugly in fact I'm what's considered very hot. It's just that growing up I was a prude. Boys would come on to me and I would reject them. If they didn't get the point I would kick them in the balls. I even began to enjoy crushing a boy's nuts. Yeah I got in trouble but ya know I thought so what.

That's why I always focused on male victims and inflicting pain. I recall this one time I was feeding off of this guy and squeezing his balls as I drank. It was in Highlands park, a vast state park in Worthington after the park had closed. He was a park ranger come to see why I was still there.

It was the first time I fed on my own. You could even technically call it my first solo hunt but to be honest it just sort of happened, I wasn't even hunting.

As he approached me I had to think up an excuse too still be there and I had to think it up quick. That's when that old proverbial light bulb turned on in my head. Car trouble.I pretended that I couldn't get my car to start. Yes I'm not ashamed to admit it I decided to play the dumb blonde." I just don't know what's wrong sir. I can't seem to get it to start." He chuckled that annoying little macho man laugh, you ladies know what I mean." Let me take a look little lady maybe I can get it to start." So I let him try and not surprisingly it started on his first try. After all there was nothing wrong in the first place." There you go Ms. I guess you gave it too much gas at first or just didn't turn the ignition correctly." Such a patronizing asshole.

Luckily we were pretty deep into the park and no one was around because that's when I lost my temper. Looking back I did try to trick him but still his condescending male chauvinist tone really pissed me off. So once he got out of the car I smiled and put my hand on his crotch making him think he was going to get some pussy for his efforts. Insteaad I began to squeeze, slowly at first. You should have seen the look on his face as I applied more pressure. "Um ma'am. Ah that's ah starting to um hurt." As I squeezed harder I pinned him against the car. He began to panic as he realized he couldn't overpower me to free himself from my iron grip. "Ahh ahchh ohh pl...ea..se l..ad..y let go."

I put my mouth to his neck as he tried in vain to break away and sank my fangs into his flesh." Ich ach ooww ohh my...balls." The more I drank the more pressure I applied. I could feel his nuts flatten in my hand. The only sound he could make was a low rasping noise as I crushed his testicles. His blood tasted so sweet that I almost drained him. I had to stop myself before he died.

I carried his limp barely conscious body back to his jeep and used telepathy and hypnosis to get him to forget me than I made a hasty exit out of the park in the wood paneled green station wagon I was driving before I bought my red Trans Am. To this day I don't know whether the hypnosis worked but I never heard anything about it either.

Back to the present as I drove around thinking of what to do it hit me. My method of seduction, I'll head to a bar and let a guy pick me up. I'll have him make the first move, yeah that'll stroke his ego. The only difference is instead of breaking his balls I'll let him fuck me. As he fucks me I'll bite his neck. I'll use telepathy to make him think I'm only giving him a hickey, his trophy of getting some pussy. Yeah that sounds like a plan.

And so I drove on. I knew exactly what cheap dive bar to head too.