Service with a Fanged Smile

Part 6, Segment 1

Gary was stunned to see Vanessa. Of all the people who might walk into the office at that moment, he doubted he would ever have expected her.

Three days ago, he had met Vanessa in that roadside bar, and she changed his life forever. The next day, he and Lisa left the sleepy town behind and headed to Vegas. And though she gave him her number, Gary didn’t think he would ever see Vanessa again.

But there she was, in the flesh, standing in the doorway.

“Well, if it isn’t my newest creation,” she remarked. “I thought you were headed to California. What are doing here, sucking on my Jenny-girl?”

Jennifer ran to Vanessa’s side. “Mistress, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t resist him. I tried so hard, but I couldn’t.” Tears ran down her face, and she fell to her knees and clung to Vanessa’s leg.

“It’s okay, my darling. I know you couldn’t fight him. He is very sexy, after all.” She softly patted Jennifer’s head while making eye contact with Gary. “So what are you looking for a limo for?”

“Lisa and I are getting married tonight. I thought that car would be a perfect touch.”

“You turned her, didn’t you?”

He nodded. “I made her the night after you made me. I couldn’t think of life without her.”

Vanessa smiled, although Gary couldn’t tell if it was sincere or a sneer. “That’s so sweet. I’m glad to see I was right in not killing you.”

She brought Jennifer to her feet, and pointed the attractive woman towards Gary. “I have a wedding present for you. I want you to have the limo for the night. With Jennifer.”

Jennifer’s demeanor was noticeably different. She looked totally relaxed. He knew the effect of Vanessa’s commands. For the night, Jennifer would be a perfect servant.

“You don’t know what this means to me, Vanessa.”

“I’ve got a good idea. And I know of a way for you to make it up to me.” Vanessa locked the office door, pulled the blinds, and turned over the closed sign. Next she reached behind her head to unfasten the simple clasp holding together her halter dress. In a moment, she was undressed, and Gary remembered the goddess who had given him his amazing new life. “Now come here and fuck me, my fanged baby.”

Gary had been perpetually horny since Vanessa first bit him, but having her with him again was unbelievable. He hoped Vanessa would be willing to stay long enough to meet Lisa.

He also remembered how wonderful he had felt when her fangs pierced his skin. He was instantly hard from the surge of lust coming from Vanessa’s bite. And he wanted to return the favor.

“Ooh, baby, it looks like you really need some attention,” Vanessa cooed. Her hand roamed down below his waist. She had the precise touch of a sexual expert. She figured she would have him cumming in his pants in seconds.

“Hold on there, love. I know how much you love getting bitten. I want to satisfy your craving first, if you don’t mind.”

The glint in her eyes was unmistakable. She tipped back her head in a particularly submissive pose. He could tell how much she wanted it.

He was almost salivating as he moved to sink in his teeth. He pierced her skin and her hot blood splashed into his mouth. As he drank, he broadcast desire as strongly as he could. He sent the same thoughts of control which he had used on Jennifer.

Vanessa shivered from the first soft kisses, followed by the deepest kiss of all. The quick pain passed almost immediately, followed by uncontrollable ecstasy. Her nipples were piercingly hard, and her insides were crushingly climaxing. Her juices flowed down the insides of her thighs, and the scent flooded the room.

“How do you feel, Vanessa?”

Her eyes lifted to his, and she spoke through the tremors which kept rumbling through her. “Oh, Master, I feel wonderful.”

* * *

Lisa found herself very hungry shortly after the sun set. She decided to call for room service. She figured it didn’t matter what she ordered, since she wasn’t really interested in the food.

“Hello, room service. I’d like a hot fudge sundae please. Yes, very quickly please. I’ve got a craving like you wouldn’t believe.” She hung up the phone and got ready for her meal.

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Lisa opened the door, and a tall young man wheeled in a cart with a sundae. The ice cream was piled high in a chilled fountain glass, and there was steam rising from the hot fudge, which had been copiously poured over the dessert.

“It’s rather dark in here,” the busboy said, noticing Lisa only in shadows, with the only light coming from the hallway. “Could you turn on a light so I can see where to leave this?”

She closed the door and turned the deadbolt. Then she flicked on the lightswitch. The room was bathed in a pale glow from a single light bulb in the entryway.

His mouth practically dropped open from the sight. Lisa was wearing only the black thong she had purchased earlier. Her skin was almost glowing, and her green eyes gleamed like emeralds in the dim light.

“Uh, where would you like me to put this?” the busboy asked, unable to stop staring at Lisa as she slinked towards him.

“I want you to put it in my mouth and I want you to put it in my cunt.” She practically growled when she spoke, so sure she was in herself. She knew that no man could deny her anything now, and there was no way this boy was going to say no.

“M-ma’am... I mean... I’m not allowed to... you know... guests... policy...” As he said no with his lips, other parts betrayed him. His hands found their way to her hair and her tits. His knees buckled from her touch as the sexual energy flowed between them. And his dick, already rock-hard, sprang out as she opened his pants.

In moments, she had swallowed him whole. He fell back onto a chair, unable to stay upright from her ministrations. He was sure it was a dream, but a dream he hoped would never end.

Again, only moments passed before she had him climaxing. The week before, she had never given head. In the previous nights, she had taken Gary several times, each one more pleasurable than the last. This time, the nameless busboy proved even more sumptuous. His cum was rich and tasty, and he had plenty to spare.

Moments after she swallowed the last drops of his semen, she licked her lips, licked his still-hard dick, and sliced open the blood vessels running down his shaft with her razored teeth. Once again, he was shivering from pleasure, this time even more intense than his orgasm. And again, she drank greedily from his flowing liquid.

Lisa closed her eyes and allowed herself to drown in the sensations. She saw into his mind and body. She knew his thoughts, his dreams, his fantasies, and his nightmares. She realized that she could kill him with a thought, or she could enslave him too. At that moment, she learned that, unlike what Gary had told her, she did not have to make her victims slaves. Even that “curse” was now lifted, and her eternal life was even more blessed.

As she took her last sips of the boy’s blood, she deposited a thought into his mind that would stay with him forever. From that day forward, he would need to be sucked off in order to climax. She figured he would be better in bed if he didn’t cum first, and he would also need to find a lover willing to drink him too.

She giggled over her little joke as she sent him on his way, along with a $100 tip for the trouble. Then she ate her sundae, which she had topped with a little of his blood.

The blood and chocolate make a great combo, she thought. She’d have to order this more often.