Writer: Monster-Mash-M
Subject: The Old Vampire
Link: Tumblr / 07.09.2024
The Old Vampire
Imagine catching the eye of a very old vampire. He’s been around for centuries, yet doesn’t tend to leave his castle all too much. However, you’ve stumbled into the forest housing his castle, somehow. A sweet treat, and it just so happens he is on a nice stroll to stretch his legs. He noticed you. And the dreck you’re wearing.
“No, no,” he says, “You’re too beautiful to wear such immodest or scabby clothes,” asserting his opinion.
He then approached you, and of course, a strange man approaching you in a forest at night is a slight red flag. So of course you start running away but he’s much faster and blocks your path.
“My dear do not run, I must discuss those unsightly garbs!”
You pause in bewilderment nearly crashing into him.
“Huh?”
“Let me adorn you with silks and jewels that suit you more dear,” he said in his head rather generously, “No beauty like yourself should be in such … pleasantries.”
And this is how you’ve ended up being a vampire’s little dress-up doll. He loves putting you in all kinds of outfits, could you blame him? He’s a very lonely man, and you’re just so … mesmerizing, so enticing to him in a way he can’t quite describe.
However … the vampire had become quite more dubious about dressing you recently. Beforehand he left you to your privacy when you changed, but now he insists on being in the room with you too — “make sure you put it on properly.”
Despite your gender, he will subtly hand you lingerie and see if you wear it.
If you do? He gets even more … mischievous. His hands go lower and lower on your back as he guides you through his castle. His eyes lower to your chest and lower as you talk. His mind wonders far too much recently. Maybe you should give the old vampire a little treat, hm?
RESPONSE BY XP (VIA LS666 BLOG)
I just loved this intro. It creates such an interesting mood and sensation. There’s a delicious story right there for the taking … it has all the elements of classic erotic horror … there’s danger from an omnipresent and ancient evil … there’s deviant sexual desire, be it homosexual or transsexual … there’s a path to be taken or to run from … Sometimes, I imagine that I am the victim, tempted by a corruptive hand. Other times, I imagine that I am the predator, luring my prey to their fall … which one should it be?
