She walks

The walk home is long and quiet, my mind racing with the events of the day. I can't help but feel a sense of anticipation and excitement bubbling up inside me. Even though I know we shouldn't have done what we did, being with Dominic felt so right. I can't help but wonder what he's doing right now, if he's thinking about me too.

I can’t but feel a sense of unease though as I walk down the winding passageways and shortcuts. It almost feels like something was watching me, following me.

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I break into a cold sweat. My heart races and I can't help but glance over my shoulder. I knew I should’ve gotten the bus.

As I turn a corner, I see a figure lurking in the shadows. My breath catches in my throat as I realize what it is. It steps out of the darkness, eyes glowing an eerie shade of red.

"What do you want from me?" I manage to **** out, my heart hammering against my ribcage. The figure slowly approaches, its movements fluid and graceful. It's a man, tall and impossibly pale. His lips curl into a cruel smile.

"Oh, dear, I didn't mean to frighten you," he says, his voice smooth as silk. "I just wanted to welcome you to our little family." He reaches out, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. His touch sends a shiver down my spine.

I take a step back, my heart still racing. "I- I, W-what" I stammer.

The pale man smirks, revealing sharp fangs. "You see, I’m in need of a new thrall, someone to pleasure me and not complain. And I think you'll make a lovely addition to my little harem." He steps closer still, his icy breath tickling my neck. His fingers trail down my arm, sending shivers of desire through my veins.

"But first, you must become one of us." His voice drops to a husky whisper as he leans in, he grabs my head and shoulder, leaving my neck open and facing the sky.

Pain, cold and wetness fills my mouth as I feel his fangs sink deep into my neck. I scream, trying to fight against the pain and the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body. The sensations intensify as he begins to feed, his lips sucking at my flesh, his teeth grinding against my vertebrae.

Time seems to stand still as I feel my life's blood draining from my body, replaced by a strange, cold darkness. I feel lightheaded and weak, my limbs growing heavy. It's as if I'm floating, weightless and numb.

A sense of euphoria washes over me as the vampire continues to feed, his lips moving rhythmically against my neck. His touch sends tingles of pleasure through my veins, and I can't help but arch my back, wanting more. I feel myself becoming more and more entranced by his bite, by his presence.

As he feeds, I close my eyes, lost in the sensation. The pain has subsided, replaced by an orgasmic bliss. I feel myself growing weaker, lighter, but there's also a sense of power coursing through my veins. I am no longer human, no longer fragile. I am becoming one of them.

The vampire's lips slide from my neck, and he steps back, admiring his handiwork. My skin is pale, my eyes have turned an ethereal shade of red. He smiles down at me, and I feel a surge of affection for this creature who has given me this new life.

The changes don’t stop there however, as my hair turns midnight black, contrasting sharply with my pale skin. My body is also more sexualised; my breasts grow until they reach an E-cup size, full and round, and my lips plump to a sensual, filled look. I feel a newfound confidence in my own skin, a sense of power that I've never experienced before. The vampire, seeing the transformation, smiles with pride.

“Now Thrall, service me” he commands. My body moves automatically as I get down on my knees and pull out his long veiny cock.

I take it in my hand, stroking it gently as I look up at him. His eyes are half-lidded, his expression one of pure pleasure. I lean forward and kiss the tip of his cock before taking it into my mouth. I bob my head, sucking and licking as I feel his hands tangled in my hair. The taste of him on my tongue is intoxicating, and I can feel the power that he has over me, the need to please him. My master.

I begin to move my head up and down, sucking harder as I feel his length grow in my mouth. My breasts brush against his thighs as I bob, my nipples hard and aching for his touch. I can feel my own arousal building, a wetness growing between my legs as I pleasure him. My purpose is now to ensure my Master is satisfied.

The vampire's hips begin to thrust forward, his hands gripping my hair tighter as he lets out a groan. His cock throbs against the back of my throat, and I can feel the warmth building in my mouth. I take him deeper, my tongue working against him as I try to draw out every drop of his essence.