Prove It

Part 4, Segment 3

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Lisa stood in the doorway, flushing red all over. She saw Gary lying in the frothing tub, flanked by young women who were obviously as naked as she was.

“Lisa, what are you doing here?” Gary winced as soon as he finished asking that question, realizing just how stupid it sounded. “Let me explain.”

“Oh, this ought to be good. How do you explain cheating on me while we’re staying in a hotel? And with TWO women! Are they hookers? How could you do this?”

Gary jumped out of the tub as quickly as he could and ran after Lisa. He was lucky she had stripped, or she would have gotten out the door before he could reach her. Instead, she got to the door and stopped, realizing she couldn’t leave without putting clothes on first.

“Lisa, I can explain everything if you let me.”

“Fine. Explain. I can’t go anywhere like this, now can I?”

Lisa walked back to the sofa and sat down, crossing her arms across her chest. She didn’t look like she planned on listening much.

Gary swallowed hard as he started. “Do you remember that dream you had last night? About me being a vampire and biting you and all that?”

“Yes.” The answer lacked any emotion at all.

“Well, it wasn’t a dream. It was real. Last night, I became a vampire.”

That drew a reaction.

“How stupid do you think I am? Why would you make up a story as fucking stupid as that? Are you so dumb that you would make up anything?”

He shook his head. “It’s not a story. It’s true.”

“Fine. If it’s true, show me your fangs.”

Gary had hoped she would ask for something like that, which he could actually provide. He smiled, with his fangs glistening in the light.

Lisa gasped. Then he could see her try to regain her composure.

“They must be fake. Anyone can get fangs. Why don’t you turn into a bat or mist or that?”

“I can’t do that. Or if I can, I don’t know how.”

“Some fucking vampire you are. You’d better tell me the truth right now or I swear I’m leaving and you’ll never see me again.”

“You want proof, I’ll give you proof. I would not lie to you, especially about something like this.”

“What sort of proof can you possibly offer?”

Gary stood up. “Sonya, Melody. Your master wants you.”

He walked in front of the sofa where Lisa was sitting. He watched as his two slaves languidly walked into the room. They were dripping wet in more ways than one. The pale red stain of their blood was still visible on each woman’s throat, and he could smell the musky scent of sex from them as well.

“What does this prove?” Lisa asked. “You paid them well?”

Gary moved behind the women, who posed in submissive positions to allow Gary easy access to their throats from behind. Gary pushed Melody’s wet hair out of the way first. He opened his mouth wide, making his fangs very visible to Lisa before he plunged them into Melody’s throat. He took just a sip before moving on to Sonya, and fanging her as well. He understood he had to prove himself to Lisa, but he still loved this every time. He would never tire of biting his prey and sucking their blood.

“Do you remember what you told me last night, Lisa? You told me that you would do anything for me, including being with another woman for me. Do you remember that?”

Lisa thought back, trying to visualize what he told her was real, rather than imagined. But she did remember telling him that. At least in the dream.

“Yes. I remember.”

“Melody, my dear, I want you to make my lover cum. And Sonya, it is your job to pleasure my dear’s breasts.”

“Yes, Master,” they said in unison.

The three of them moved into position. Sonya crawled onto the couch next to Lisa, attaching her mouth to one of Lisa’s tits, and then the other. Lisa squirmed with pleasure from the lips and teeth and tongue which were hardening her nipples.

Melody knelt in front of Lisa. She ducked her head between Lisa’s thighs. Melody’s fingers, and then her tongue, darted between Lisa’s lips. Lisa bucked more as the girl toyed with her clit and her tongue pounded Lisa’s g-spot. Melody’s face was coated in Lisa’s cum as the orgasms started ripping through Lisa.

And Gary now stood behind the sofa, hovering over Lisa. She was obviously unaware of him, so consumed in pleasure from the other women’s ministrations. Gary caressed Lisa’s face and her neck, finding the pulse point and the spot from which he drank the night before.

His fangs lengthened once again. His tongue teased at her throat. And then he struck.

* * *

Lisa was in complete and total ecstasy from the women who were showering her with sexual attention. It was as if they both knew exactly what she liked and how she liked it.

Then she felt more pleasurable attention at her throat. It was soft and gentle.

A quick piercing pain shot through her like lightning, replaced almost instantly by more pleasure. She lacked words to describe it. It was as if all the orgasms she had ever experienced in her life were combined into a single moment, and then amplified even more.

Lisa wailed like a banshee, rolling her head back and forth while Gary drank from her. The hot blood dripped down her chest and towards her clit. Gary mentally warned his slaves to leave the blood for him.

Lisa calmed down and enjoyed the pulling feeling as her warmth was slowly drained.

Gary pulled away from her wound temporarily. “Do you believe me now?”

“Oh yes,” she panted.

“Do you want to be with me forever?”

“Oh yes. Please.”

He bit into his wrist, cutting open the vein. He placed his wrist in front of Lisa’s mouth. At the same time, Gary bit into her again. As he did, she clamped onto his wrist, sucking at his blood.

He felt the circuit of passion and energy between them, flowing out of his arm and into his mouth. He remembered exactly how it had felt when he was on the receiving end of this. It was thrilling to be making Lisa. His prick was rigid.

A sense within him told him to pull his wrist away. Lisa did not fight him, instead sagging into the sofa. He knew she would rest for a few moments before being reborn into immortality.