Pray or Prey (closed)

Ludwig released Vanessa, removing his shadow creatures from her body and taking his cock from her mouth. His cum left a bad taste in her mouth as she fell to the ground, spent. She was naked, used, and ashamed. She groaned, her body exhausted, and Ludwig actually had the nerve to last, to comment about how she was as good as he remembered.

Vanessa stood, trying to gather up what was left of her pride. And to her surprise, Ludwig stood too, now dressed again and with a glint of something else in his eye.

"I must leave," Vaness croaked. "I must be with Torsten." The Prince objected, raising a finger.

"One last thing, my dear Vanessa," he said, motioning for her to come closer to him. She did, warily so, wondering what else he could take from her. He had used her mouth, had his tendrils have their fun with her body, made her crawl to him like a bitch, was there anything else she had for him to take?

He swept her hair to one side and tilted her head, exposing her neck.

No.

Despite her mental protest, she knew she couldn't refuse him. Not after everything she had done to keep Torsten safe. She sighed, breathing heavily as his mouth slowly neared her flesh, and parted her lips when his sharp fangs pierced her skin and his mouth closed around the bite.
 
The screaming cries of the vampire dying by Torsten's teeth and hunger died out with a whimper. Only to be replaced by the moaning cry of Vanessa. It was a sound he was very familiar with, her orgasmic moan as another fed from her.

Standing, Torsten stormed into the room, the Prince's hard cock entering Vanessa as he fed from her, and she him.

Two steps into the room and Torsten found himself swept off his feet, tenuous strands of shadow grasping him, lifting him off the floor. No matter how he strained, struggled, the strands held him.

"LET ME GO!" Torsten yelled.
 
Vanessa moaned loudly, unable to control herself as he took from her. Her life, her blood, was being stolen away by the Prince, and she could do nothing but groan, sheer bliss tearing through her body.

In the back of her mind, Vanessa could feel herself weakening. He was taking her thick blood fast, in less than a minute she would be almost dead, unable to rise unless somebody fed her. He pushed her down, having his shadows return to catch her, laying her on a thin bed of strong tendrils as his member made a second appearance.

Her legs spread and her core wet, it was easy for Ludwig to enter her. He was every bit as big as Torsten, the same as she remembered. Sensing her body grow weaker still she took Ludwig's finger instinctively, sucking it into her mouth, biting. The small flow of blood would slow her own deterioration.

Just then, she spasmed, tensing suddenly and releasing, cumming loudly around Ludwig's meat.

"LET ME GO!" she heard her mate's voice, but she was unable to stop, unable to help him in her current mindset. Ludwig chuckled above her, and, driving hard into Vanessa's sex, came powerfully into her.

In front of Torsten!

Her mental scream of anguish echoed in her mind before the Prince released her, sealing her wound and removing his finger from her mouth. She was weak, unable to move very much, a similar feeling to when Vanessa had just outgrown fledgling status and could barely move when the sun was up.

"Torsten," she croaked. "I did it to keep you safe," it was likely he wouldn't believe her, but it was the truth.
 
Ludwig laughed as Vanessa tried to explain away her behavior. Seeing Torsten's head snap toward the two of them, hatred in his eyes, Ludwige heard Torsten exclaim, "I'll kill you for what you have done."

Ludwig's eyes snapped to Torsten, and with a flick of his wrist Torsten was bent double backwards by the shadowy membranes holding him. With another flick of Ludwig's hand, Torsten's body was driven, knees first, into the marble floor. A sickly cracking sound filled the chamber so recently suffused with the sounds of passion.

Torsten's scream followed quickly as the jarring pain of shattered knee caps ripped through his body. Before Torsten could begin to recover, another tenuous tendril of darkness rammed Torsten's forehead against the marble. Both the marble and Torsten's skull split from the force of the collision.

So violent no sound erupted from Torsten, but rather a sigh of breath as he lost consciousness.

Turning back to Vanessa, Ludwig;s hand slid along her thigh, finding her core, and he began to gently stroke it. "I think we should be fucking like beasts when he awakes."
 
Vanessa winced at Torsten's exclamation, unable to discern whether he was talking to Ludwig or her. She was pained; so hard she had tried to save him, to keep her child and mate happy. But it was to no avail.

She screamed out in pain as Torsten was bent backwards, the unmistakable noise of bones and muscles snapping and tearing echoing around the large chamber. There was still a weak bloodbond between Torsten and Vanessa, diluted by Ludwig's own with her, but still it hurt her when Torsten was slammed forcefully into the marble flooring, his kneecaps shattering under him.

And then, her head seared with only a fraction of the pain her mate felt, as his head was was rammed into the ground, causing him to lose consciousness.

"Ludwig!" she said, her voice hoarse from weakness and thirst, "How could you? Are you saying all I have done with you is meaningless? That you were going to harm him anyway?"

Then he turned back to her, stroking her sex with his deadly fingers. She cringed slightly at his snide use of cursing. She couldn't even pull his hand away, for she was so frail at that moment.

"You are starving me," she said, "harming my mate, yet you expect me to 'fuck' with you?"
 
Ludwig grabbed his turgid cock and ran it along the slit of her pussy, feeling the warmth of her body's desire coat him. Thousands of fingers caressed her body, sending sensations through her that she never could have imagined, much less had felt before.

As Vanessa's head arched back, a low lusty moan seeping out of her, Ludwig slow pressed his hips forward, filling her slowly with his cock. The kings forefinger and thumb clamped onto Vanessa's clit and he began twisting it lightly as his hips rocked back and forth in a steady pace.

"Yes, Vanessa," he breathed out between thrusts, "You will fuck me, and you will whimper for my cum."
 
Vanessa looked at Torsten laying on the ground. He was vulnerable in that state; anyone could easily finish him off without a chance of him fighting back. She noticed that no blood had spilt, so Torsten would recover in a matter of minutes if he were to rest undisturbed.

"Oh," she gasped, the feeling of several digits caressing her body coming over her. Though she could not see Ludwig's shadow creatures anywhere. It seemed that her body was replicating their earlier movements onto every inch of her flesh. It felt so... good.

No! This time she would be strong for Torsten! She would not give in to her body; she would fight it with all her strength. She would not be Ludwig's toy.

"Mmmmm," she heard herself groan, her back arching and her head swinging back. She mentally cursed herself for loving how he could please her. He could do so much...

His cock entered her, slower than before, as his pace was not influenced and hastened by a feed. As he slipped into a slow but deep rhythm, Vanessa tried again to conquer the beast of her desire.

"No," she moaned, "no, no, no... yes, oh, yes, ungh!" Ludwig's fingers twisted and pulled softly at her swollen and sensitive clit, bringing her a lot closer the the release she conspired against.

His breathed words made her shiver- a direct order to her. As if she wasn't mating with him already.

She felt his thrusts gain power. Unearthly strong, his drives into her drove her into a frenzy. She wanted Torsten, she wanted Ludwig, she didn't know what she wanted as Ludwig pounded into her with the ruthlessness that Torsten did not possess.

Vanessa found herself shaking, poweless under Ludwig, and having the strongest orgasm she had ever had in her life. She groaned out, her hands clutching at the tendrils in an obscene parody of clutching bedsheets.

"Oh, please, Ludwig," she yelped, "please cum in me!" it wasn't her mind talking-- it was her body, her lust, her desire.
 
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Ludwig wrapped his hands around the top of Vanessa's thighs providing the leverage needed for his long slow powerful thrusts. His balls slapped off Vanessa with each lunge forward.

Vanessa's body rocked back and forth, her firm tits sloshing in response to his actions. Her moans began filling the room as Ludwig and his shadow tendrils worked her body to a feverish pitch.

Faster and faster Vanessa panted asking for Ludwig to fill her with his seed. A smile spread across Ludwig's face as he saw Torsten look up at the steamy scene in front of him.

As if Torsten's recognition was all that Ludwig needed, his balls violently erupted as the scowl spread across Torsten's face. His roar of pleasure met in volume with Vanessa's scream of pleasure.
 
Vanessa closed her eyes, feeling the spurts of cum enter her womb. She screamed, the force of his eruption so great that she felt like she was being punched on the inside. He didn't withdraw from her, even when he had stopped releasing into her. All she could do was frown as her body fell limp.

She so desperately needed to feed.

She had about the same energy as a ragdoll. It was a huge effort for her to open her eyes, to see the scene before her.

Her mate Torsten, had seen her beg for another's seed.

She whimpered sadly, shrinking away from the hurt, anger, and betrayal in his eyes as he looked at her. It was all too much, too much for her to handle. She closed her eyes again, summoning all the energy she could.

"Bring... humans... feed... then explain."
 
Torsten knelt in shock, witnessing the 'woman' who claimed to love him beg for the seed of another, older more powerful vampire. His stomach roiled in protest nausea making his head light.

His eyes refused to focus on Vanessa or Ludwig, instead they held th efocus of some starry field that only he could see. The orgasmic scream of "Oh, please, Ludwig, please cum in me!" still reverberated through him, ripping his heart and mind apart.

His mind was shocked back to the present as she commandingly whispered, "Bring... humans... feed... then explain."

Incredulous hatred, anger, a bitter bile all rose in Torsten as he heard the words she mouthed. His voice caustic with its disgust, "Have him feed you. I am leaving."

Standing Torsten turned his back to his king and his toy to leave.
 
Vanessa winced at the sound of his voice, of the hatred and anger it held as he told her to have the Prince feed her. She was destroyed, her reason for living now wanting no part in her life any more.

She didn't, or rather couldn't stop him from leaving. If she had her full strength she would influence him, persuade him to hear her out and take her side. But she was weaker than a human, even. Oh, the shame.

She felt the Prince withdraw, and his seed dripped from her. And then, footsteps out of the chamber, and she was alone.

She didn't know how long she was alone for, but when Ludwig returned he was accompanied by a human. She heard its whimper and heavy breaths echo around the room, and she opened her mouth to speak hoarsely, "Give me."

As soon as the human was near, she heard its scream as its throat was apparently slit. Then the thick, delicious liquid poured into her wanting mouth, her body restoring, her mind in better shape.

"Ludwig," she said when she had finished, "Where is Torsten? And I need more."
 
Torsten was storming out of the mansion when he ran into the large Viking at the door. The startling blue eyes of the Viking surveyed the scene behind Torsten and a small grin began to split his face. "So you kill my underlings and seek to escape? Not so easily."

Hefting his double headed ax from his back, the viking drove the butt of it into Torsten, forcing the smaller vampire back into the mansion. Twirling the large weapon easily, the Viking swung at Torsten, who rolled back under the devastating weapon.

A rack of canes stood near the door, Torsten rolled passed the Viking and the ominous ax. The ax descended in a sharp angle crashing into the white marble floor, shattering the tile with the same ease as a man's head.

Grabbing two canes from the rack, one he used to field off the swipes of the ax the other he held back to use offensively when the opportunity arose.
 
Vanessa fed from human after human, as Ludwig brought them to her. He seemed to be feeding her kindly, as if he truly did love her even after all he had done to hurt her and her mate. With her mind and body alert and agile, she fed until she felt about fit to burst.

She said not one word to Ludwig, who seemed completely thrilled that apparently his catch was now available. But Vanesaa didn't want him. She wanted her mate, but she doubted he would ever look at her again, let alone touch her.

She wondered, if she ever got a chance to speak to Torsten again, how she would explain that she had no control over herself when she was being 'fucked'.

Stealing the clothes off of one of her prey, she dressed, leaving to find Torsten, only to find in in the middle of combat.
 
Torsten and the Viking were a furious blur of energy. No human could possibly followed much less participated the combat spectacle in the manor's foyer. The bright shiny blade of the axe creating a near strobe effect. Shorter flashes of brown and black, the canes that Torsten wielded, cut through the strobe effect, giving the whole scene a rather psychedelic effect.

Spotting Vanessa come from the 'Throne Room' the Viking hissed out, "Your bitch is here to save you."

Not pausing or missing a beat, Torsten counter attacked and seethed, "You are a third right, she is a bitch."

The Viking paused a moment, stunned at the venomous response from Torsten, when merely two hours earlier they were clearly in love. Torsten took the opportunity and attacked. Driving each of the canes into the Viking shoulders, each bit deep into the rotator cuffs, effectively ending the use of the Vikings arms.

The Vikings scream of pain change into a tremulous scream of horror as Torsten sank his fangs into the Viking. Falling into a heap on top of the Viking, Torsten continues sucking the life force from the Viking.
 
Vanessa recoiled as Torsten called her a bitch, as if she had been slapped in the face. It hurt, for him to call her that. It hurt so bad, she could feel her eyes sting as if she could cry. Backing into a nearby column, she blinked, sinking down to the ground. Her chest was in pain, her head was in pain, everywhere was in pain as his words echoed in her mind.

"You are a third right, she is a bitch."
"She is a bitch."
"Bitch.


She couldn't bear to see him. She leaned forward, her forehead hitting the ground hard, as she screamed tearless sobs. She didn't know this pain, this ache in her heart, as if he was tearing her apart.

Soon she was the only one screaming, the only one suffering, the Viking dead. But her screams continued, her agonized sobbing not ceasing.
 
Torsten stood watching Vanessa sob a moment. It was not long until her sobs of grief mingled in his mind with her sobs of pleasure at the cock of the prince. It was her grief at being caught that drove her so, Torsten knew. For not five minutes ago she was calling for another.


"Oh, please, Ludwig, please cum in me!"

The memory of that lusty, love filled cry turned Torsten around. He headed for the door, stopping long enough to grab the axe that the Viking had been using and left the manor.
 
Vanessa raised her head, Torsten's scent moving away from her, his footsteps sounding quieter and quieter as he left the mansion. Letting out another wail, she punched her fists into the ground, shattering her hands and screaming, for the pain she felt in her chest hurt more than her many crushed bones.

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Gabby grabbed one of her herd, pulling him towards her and whispering. "Here, let me drink." She bit into his neck, moaning as she felt her body react to the feed. The human, Drake, groaned, grabbing her breast with one hand, tugging at her long blonde hair with the other.

Before he could die, or feel weak, she withdrew, healing his wound and pushing him aside. "Next," she called, watching the primitive humans fight over who would give his blood to her next. What fools humans were! And how entertaining.

After she had taken her fill, she walked away, looking at her path, smelling a familiar scent. Hmmm.

She followed it, finding an angry vampire walking with an axe in his hand. Not just any vampire... That freshie. The one with the ancient mate.

She ran to him, flicking her white-blonde hair across her shoulder. "Ditched the old bitch?" she asked him, "Good. I didn't like her. Care to make good on your loan?"

Gabby smiled her predatory smile, licking the dried blood from the corners of her mouth. She intended to make him repay her, alright. In sexual favours.
 
Torsten eyed the blode vampire a moment, his mind's eye seeing her bent over a park bench his cock slamming in and out of her furiously, making her wail in pleasure.

In pain.

Gabby's smiled finished Torsten off. Shaking his head Torsten said, "No not tonight. I haven't the temperament right now to do what ever it is you want done."

Pushing passed Gabby Torsten continued walking purposefully. His stride was angry, his eyes burning coals of hatred and hurt. Anyone that he met on the streets of Munich he ran into gave Torsten wide berth, not wanting to risk upsetting a deadly force even more.

Grabbing a bag, filling it with clothing, Torsten opened a safe in the house and withdrew cash and a passport using an alternative name. Perhaps, he thought, it was best this way, to learn on his own, to try and tear apart vampires while being one.
 
Gabby saw him consider, and her smile widened. It would be easy for her to bed this one. His anger would make it passionate...

"What?" Gabby shrieked, enraged. He refused her? He refused her? "Your debt will be trebled!" she hissed after him, as he bumped into her and stomped away.

"Drake!" she called, watching the human, inebriated with his love for her, come to her side. She tore his shirt to shreds, pulling him into an alley and settling for mediocre human sex.

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"Leave me." Vanessa spat at Ludwig, who had the audacity to try and comfort her, to tend to her wounds. "Do you see what you have done to me? To my... my heart? It is broken, and I am inconsolable."

As soon as she felt her bones heal and fix together, she broke them again, until Ludwig used his creatures of the shadow to restrain her. "Leave me be!" she sobbed, willing for him to let her be. "I never want to set eyes on you again!"
 
Torsten left his house, bag with clothes, money and passport in one hand, axe in the other. Standing at the corner at the end of his street Torsten still didn't know where to go or what to do. He still lacked knowledge in several key areas of vampiric life. Vanessa was no longer available to teach him.

Gabby's face floated across his mind's eye causing him to shrug. On the plus side, Gabby did live in his favorite part of the city, and so started that way. He knew he didn't have much with which to bargain, but he strode her way purposefully.

Halfway through the English Gardens, Gabby found him, "Change you mind lover?" she purred salaciously.

Torsten looked at her speaking with a flat monotone voice, "I am young still and don't know enough to survive without slaughter. I will trade you what you want, my sexual favors, for what I want, your knowledge."

He saw Gabby appraising him and what he said as Torsten asked, "Deal?"
 
Gabby returned from the alley, not a hair misplaced, her face perfectly calm. Her human, Drake, however, looked far from perfect- his hair a mess, his shirt in tatters, his breath heavy and ragged. "I will see you later," she said, dismissing him, smelling the freshie around again.

Flitting happily to him, she smiled her smile and asked: "Change your mind, lover?"

Then she listened to his proposal, smiling. She knew he couldn't refuse her. Nobody refused her. "You drive a hard bargain, freshie," she said, walking around him once. "I will accept. Although, because you owe me so very much, I will say when a favour has been completed."

She looked him up and down. He was very handsome. Manly. Muscular. He was good mate material. She wanted him, and in time, she would get what the ancient hag threw away.
 
Torsten could smell the human leaking from Gabby's twat as she circled him. Her eyes roamed up and down his body like he was a prized possession. The smell of the human's seed disgusted him to Torsten's core.

As Gabby came back around to the front of him, her eyes clearly situated on his cock as if she could see through the material. He locked eyes with her and said, "First things first, I need a place to stay and you need to get rid of that smell between your legs."

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For more than an hour, Ludwig watched as Vanessa pummeled herself against the marble. With a sigh soft tendrils of shadow reached out from the corners gently restraining Vanessa, not allowing her to further harm herself.

Stepping over to her, Ludwig caressed Vanessa's face, and cooed softly to her. "Shh dearest, if he ran away so easily, what love was there?"
 
Gabby smiled, looking at Torsten, how his cock strained a little against his bottomed, even when flaccid. She licked her lips, eager for the day to come and go fast so that she could have her share of him.

She laughed, stepping closer to him, letting him smell her leaking sex even more. "Of course. You are welcome at my home. Drake will show you the way. And don't worry, it will soon be your seed that my sex will reek of."

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Vanessa hated the way Ludwig sounded like he actually still cared for her. How could somebody who cared for her hurt her in that way? How dare he?

She was unable to move as he caressed her cheek. She was too tightly bound for her to do more than spit on his face. "There was love." she muttered quietly. "Love you wouldn't understand. You stand here calling me dearest, after destroying me? What kind of love is that, Ludwig?"

The sun was close to rising, she could feel it. And for the first time in two thousand years, Vanessa wanted to walk into the sun and burn herself to death.
 
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Torsten looked at Gabby's lurid posture, her promise of his sex leaking out of her almost turned his stomach, instead he simply, "Drake is your human, not mine, if you want me to follow, you lead."

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Ludwig saw that brief moment of despair that could cause Vanessa to take her own life. He thought a moment, wondering if sunlight alone was enough to kill one so old as Vanessa. He decided it was better not to find out.

Lifting her off the floor, Ludwig carried Vanessa to his chamber, millions of shadowy tendrils caressing her body. As her heart quickened the ill fitting clothes began to be peeled off her body.

Laying Vanessa onto his bed as the security system sealed the house and room, Ludwig laid next to his beloved, "I will always care for you Vanessa."
 
Gabby looked up at Torsten, her smile never leaving her lips. "Hmm, if you want to play it that way..."

She walked towards her harem of human boys, and a few girls, and gestured in the direction of her building, "It is bedtime, my little ones."

She then went back to Torsten, "It is not too far from the Gardens where I stay. You will like it there. I will make sure you have a peaceful stay. Sometimes my boys like to take turns at my few girls. They can be loud and boisterous. I will tell them to move their antics elsewhere."

Gabby's home was a boarded up office building. All the windows were blacked out, and the only way to get in without destroying the haven was through the roof. "My room is on the ground floor. I trust you will be staying with me."

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Vanessa protested against Ludwig's hold on her, but he was aided by those nefarious shadows, and her strength was useless against them. "No, let me go!" she screamed, mentally cursing at the guards who watched the scene with interest.

Soon she was in his private chamber, the one reseved for only him, and those dark fingers flickered all over her body, removing her clothing and hushing her screaming, shifting them into moans instead. Her body betrayed her again, shivering and squirming in delight as she was set down on the bed.

"If you cared for me you would stop. Just stop."

And from then, Vanessa took a verbal silence, refusing to speak to anyone as she closed her eyes to pass the day away.
 
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