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Chapter 25 by brambank brambank

What should Leanne do?

Stay with the stranger

Leanne kept herself pinned back against the wall with an anxious smile on her face as she closely watched the mysterious stranger. “Do you… Do you live h-here?” she asked nervously.

“Would you like to see my room?” he enquired with a toothy grin.

“Um, that’s… That’s ok,” answered the room woman as she began to slide a little further away. “I think I should be getting on now. Lots… Lots of things to do.”

“But you’ve already been so busy,” he continued. Stepping nearer each time Leanne tried to put some distance between them. “I had my servant see to that. To ensure you were ready for me.”

“Your s-s-servant?” she stammered. Leanne guessed her was referring to Dr Seward, or whatever his real name was. At least now she knew who the odd medic was talking about when he mentioned ‘him’ and why he was so afraid.

The stranger grinned again. “All of the sexual energy flowing through this old place, giving me life. Power. I almost feel alive once more.”

“A-A-A-Alive?!” squeaked Leanne. “You… You’re not…?”

“Mmmm… I can smell it coming from you. So strong.” The man licked his lips and showed his sharp teeth, causing Leanne to increase her desire to move further away. “Your pussy is on fire. I can sense your arousal. The juices flowing from your sweet, tasty little hole.” Leanne pressed her legs together and tried to shut out the burning between her thighs. She had barely noticed how aroused she had become over the last few minutes talking to the mysterious figure. Now he’d mentioned it, the sensations were impossible to ignore. Suddenly the stranger moved with surprising quickness and he was next to Leanne. His hands around her waist and holding her tight against the wall. “Let me take you, Leanne.” he whispered sensually in her ear. “Make you mine for all eternity.”

He leant forward and gently kissed her neck, causing her to moan softly. His hand slid between her stockinged thighs and she eased them wider for him to touch her soft quim. She had neither energy nor desire to fight him and pressed herself up against the wall as he teased her wet slit. “Ohhhh… Goddd!”

Her heels spread gradually wider and she bucked her hips against his fingers. **** for him to explore deeper inside her. He continued pressing his lips to her neck until she felt something sharp against her skin. Similar to the earlier sensation but this time much stronger. It was both painful yet erotic and as she glanced down she saw his teeth trying to penetrate her flesh.

“You’re… You’re a-a-a… vam-vam…!!” Leanne was brought crashing to her senses despite her arousal and shot away from the mysterious man. She leapt to the other side of the corridor and pressed herself firmly to the wall. The shadowy figure merely grinned and she could clearly see the sharp teeth he had been attempting to bite her with.

“I am so much more than that,” he smirked. “Come. Let me show you what I can do for you. You will receive pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. An eternity of passion and you will soon forget your old life as though it were a distant memory.” He held his hand out towards Leanne. His fingernails were long and sharp, the skin as pale as his face but smooth. She gazed at it, wondering what to do. Her desires were strong and it would have been so easy to accept it. Yet there was a fear gnawing away inside her, telling her to get as far from the stranger as she could.

Should Leanne accept his hand?

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