Feature Writer: Unknown /
Feature Title: Talia’s Chronicles – Part 1: Sweat, Blood and Moonlight /
Story Codes: Vampire, f/M, f/FM, MC, Murder, BDSM /
Uploaded: 26.07.2011 /
Author’s Notes: If you are looking for hardcore snuff, you won’t find it here. Killing is just a part of the theme, and not something characters get sexual gratification from. There isn’t any major violence or gore either. “f” refers to a female vampire who has the body of an teenage girl, but the mind of someone much older. There is no awkward young love angle here. I also ran out of room in the title for codes. Read the rest of the intro for more details. This is my first erotic fantasy story. I’ve had some success here with my true stories, but my true passion is in writing fiction and fantasy. Both of the named characters in this section are based on myself at different stages of my life. If anyone is curious enough to discuss this story and my motivations behind it, I would be glad to do so! So for a couple of warnings: this story is purely fantasy. It does involve killing at the height of passion, but is not nearly violent or gory enough to be considered snuff imo. The main character has the body of a developing girl. I chose to do this because she is based on what I might be like if I had never moved on after being raped early in my life. That would give her a body of roughly 14 years old, but keep in mind that she is immortal and thus has gained a great deal of emotional maturity beyond this point and does not act like a child, nor display any of the innocence that one might expect of one. That said, I chose not to use my own body (or anyone else’s) at that age for the descriptions. I feel that would be crossing a line that I’m really not comfortable crossing. If you feel my decision to give the lead character an immature body was in poor taste, I would be glad to discuss it with you in depth and may consider changing it in the future. It was an artistic choice, and was not intended to cater to certain fetishes or desires. I will be exploring a lot of fetishes in this series. I explore some which I have never really embraced in reality here, and I think I did a fair job of making them erotically pleasing. If anyone with one of the fetishes here feels I could have done a better job with descriptions or thinks I should have explored the fetish more, I would be happy to discuss it with you. That said, I have no intentions of writing gore/guro or scat as my imagination is far to vivid and I cannot even stomach these topics (I literally vomit when I think about them). I apologize to members with these fetishes that might be disappointed with this, but I really just can’t do it! I’ll allow derivative works exploring these fetishes as long as they are well-written and the original ideas are attributed to me. I am licensing it under a Creative Commons Non-commercial Share freely/Share alike license. The exact details of this license and its terms can be found here.
Talia’s Chronicles – Part 1: Sweat, Blood and Moonlight
The silky crimson sheets ruffle with the light sounds of two intertwined bodies performing a sensual dance. A young man of twenty or so is being totally dominated by a petite young woman, exploring his body vivaciously, and bringing him sensations he had never felt before.
The woman appeared to be at the early bloom of her sexual maturity, with small pert mounds capped with tiny pink nipples, a short, slender figure, and a perfectly hairless body aside from the long, silky brown hair that flowed from her head all the way down to the top of her buttocks. Her soft, pale and flawless skin has a bit of translucence to it, and her glassy green eyes shine with an unnatural brilliance.
The young woman throws the sheets off, exposing the lascivious pair’s exploration. The young man gives out a few light gasps as he seeks to feel every inch of the woman’s body, driven by a maddening lust. His hands move from her tiny budding breasts to her round, soft ass, running through her long, silky hair as they move from place to place. Their lovemaking had already driven them both into quite a frenzy, as this foreplay had been going for almost half an hour. Entranced, the young man could only do as the woman willed, despite his primal urges for more. She kept pushing him to the edge, but would not let him have release. Her eyes seemed to mock him, even as they drew him even deeper into her game.
The woman’s lips kiss every inch of the man’s body, her fingers tickling his firm pecs and solid abs lightly, drawing goosebumps out all over his skin. She playfully bit his nipples and licked out his belly button. She ran her hands through his short black hair, while staring intently into his deep, brown eyes. She watched all willpower drain from the man as she did this. This man, who should have enough power to break her body without much effort, was a slave to her every whim, and she was enjoying every moment of torturing, teasing, and tasting him.
His body was burning with desire for her, but he could not step even a little outside of her boundaries. She was getting to be rather fond of the situation, but even her own desires were growing to be too much to bear any longer. All she wanted now was to feel every inch of his manhood deep inside of her womb, and to drain every ounce he had to offer her.
She pushed his torso down onto the bed, as he lay there looking enraptured, and yet helpless. She raised herself up onto her knees and spread her legs, positioning her fresh, young pussy over his waist. She was more than ready to accept him, but she still winced, knowing what was coming. It was an inevitable boundary she had to cross to fulfill her desires. The man noticed her wince, and for a split second the spell was broken. He felt a genuine concern for the woman, but before he could say anything, she stared once again into his eyes and he was once again lost in the pleasure.
She slowly lowered herself onto him, pausing when the tip of his bulging dick touched the entrance to her womb. She swayed her hips, allowing some of her juices to overflow onto the tip of his dick. She lowered just a bit more, and the tip of his dick entered her pussy. As she savored the feeling, hot juices rolled down her thighs and his penis, and they glistened softly in the moonlight. She grit her teeth, trying to bear the pleasure. Losing her reason, her vision started to fade out and her back arched. Her hips bucked wildly a few times and then lightly spasmed as she lost the strength in her knees.
A horrible shooting pain followed her orgasm, as she unexpectedly collapsed onto the man with his dick still inside of her. His dick had pierced the thin wall of flesh that proved the maiden’s chastity. Dark red blood flowed out from where the two were connected, making black spots on the crimson silk bedspread. The trickling blood slowed down and became diluted into a pinkish fluid by her juices.
With her on the edge of consciousness, the man was able to succumb to his carnal desires. He grabbed each side of her torso and lifted her tiny body up. Before she was high enough for his dick to pop out, he started pumping in and out. The diluted blood seeping out of her pussy turned into a pink froth as the air mixed in with his movements. His pumping started becoming wilder and faster, with shorter strokes.
As the woman regained some consciousness, she became aware of what must have happened. This filthy stud dared to defile her without permission. He would have to be punished. As his movements became more wild, she started to get into it as well, moving her hips in time, and occasionally grinding against his. She lay her torso down flat against his and started bouncing her ass up and down, his dick straining at the awkward angle inside of her womanhood.
She wrapped her arms around his back and lifted his torso up, pressed against her own. Her long fingernails raked across his back, causing him to grind his teeth as blood dripped from the scratches. This drove him into a maddening fury, as his violent short thrusts sent the small woman bouncing violently for a moment. She adjusted to his newly found fervor quickly, pushing herself down onto his crotch as hard as she could manage and twisting her hips to feel him from every angle inside of her.
She could feel his bulging meat inside of her expanding and becoming unbearably hot. She knew he had almost reached his limits, and so threw him back down onto the bed again. She threw her hair back behind her and leaned back, giving him a good view of his dick pounding away at the entrance to her pink pussy. She propped herself on her elbows as she leaned back as far as she could, causing his dick to push into her at a sharp upward angle as she bounced her hips up and down. She shifted her weight to rest on her left arm and started playing with her inflamed clit with her right index finger.
As she neared her own orgasm, her pace sped up and she started feeling a sinking sensation. She quickly pushed herself upward and lay herself forward again, her torso again resting upon his. As her violent spasms started, she felt his dick jerk inside of her, spilling his hot liquid deep inside her womb. She brushed her hair off to one side and reached her lips to his thick neck. She gave a light kiss over the thick, throbbing artery there, and sunk her teeth into it. Hot blood spilled into her mouth, as the remainder of his hot semen entered her womb. He had been a naughty boy, moving on his own and succumbing to his desires, so she wasn’t going to leave a single drop behind.
A look of mixed terror and ecstasy on the young man’s face, the color drained from his entire body as he dumped the last of his load into the young woman. The sight of her tight little twat overflowing with his seed excited him less and less, as the fleeting warmth in his body left him less and less aware of what was happening. His last thoughts were of those enchanting green eyes staring at him intently.
“Whew,” said Talia, wiping the blood from her lips. It had been a while since she had drained a man completely at the height of orgasm, and the sensation had overwhelmed her. The thing remaining on her bed was a mere husk of a man, only suited to be a trophy of the hunt now. “He would have made a fine servant if he hadn’t been so cheeky,” she thought.
She pulled the chain at the end of her exquisite King-sized bed. In came three servants, two young, healthy looking men wearing fine black suits, and a blond woman in her mid twenties with blue eyes and a respectable bust wearing a leather bondage outfit. The two men carried out the husk of the young man Talia had just bedded, along with the bloodstained bedding. The female servant shyly approached her mistress, and then held out a chain that was attached to a collar on her neck, as well as a leather whip, neatly rolled up. Her mistress took one in each hand, and simply stood there, her legs spread slightly, waiting.
The young woman meekly looked up to her mistress, her eyes begging for instruction. Her tiny mistress yanked on the chain, pulling her closer.
“Stacy, clean me up. That filthy man defiled me,” the petite young mistress said, an odd contrast with the much more mature-looking woman she was ordering around. The servant girl nodded slightly and brought her lips to her mistresses. Rather than meeting, her tongue came out prematurely, and licked Talia’s lips. Her tongue then danced around along each cheek in turn, cleansing behind each ear and then licking out the insides of each lobe thoroughly.
One of the servant’s hands moved down to her crotch and unzipped the zipper, exposing her neatly shaved pussy, mature and lovely in contrast to the pink and naturally hairless fleshy folds of her mistress. She started to finger her pussy through the opened zipper, when she heard a loud pop.
Her mistress had taken the whip and struck her across the thigh! The searing pain quickly turned into pleasure, as her mistress was giving her what she deserved. She moved her fingers back to her crotch and anticipated the next strike, as it hit her other thigh. She trembled with pleasure as her mistress tormented her.
“Stacy, I told you to clean me up, not to play with yourself! If you won’t behave…” Talia said in a cute voice that would normally be hard to take seriously. But her servant knew the dark woman behind that voice all too well. She quickly withdrew her hand from her crotch and proceeded to use her tongue to clean her mistress’ neck.
She traced lightly but thoroughly along each line, leaving nothing untouched. Next, she took great pleasure in cleansing the tender collarbones, having collected small reservoirs of her mistress’ sweet sweat along the lines at the top of her rib cage. Her pussy became hot as she savored the flavor, but she dared not touch herself again.
Stacy moved around behind her master and leaned over to clean her back. Her tongue traced down her spine a ways, and then moved back up to give each shoulder-blade its deserved attention. She knelt down and her tongue traced down the spine once again, this time all the way to the small of her mistress’ back. she savored the two tiny dimples on either side first, and then moved back up to clean the rest of the back. Now she shifted to the left side, starting at waist level and moving upward. Her tongue felt the tapered inward curve of her mistress’ belly, and then as it broadened again at the base of her rib cage.
Talia lifted her left arm up and out of the way of her servant’s work. Her servant then moved up with her tongue from the base of her rib cage on her left side and moved carefully from side to side paying careful attention to each rib as she moved up. When she neared the top, she sniffed her armpits briefly before proceeding to carefully extract every ounce of the pheromones and sweat stored there.
She watched her servant’s legs grind back and forth, trying to satisfy her growing lust. The servant stood back up and proceeded to clean her mistress’ arm, inch by inch, following the curves of her slightly athletic build. The inside of her elbow has become another place of focus for her servant, where she grew noticeably more horny.
Stacy moved further up the arm, nearing the wrist. She sucked lightly on the place where her mistress’ arteries met, but then moved up to pay special attention to the wrist. Once she was satisfied that the wrist was clean, she sucked on each part of the palm individually, rather than licking it. She sucked out the excess oils from the palm, making sure not to leave any behind.
She licked the back of the hand mechanically, and then took each finger into her mouth, one at a time. She sucked on each finger as it entered, and then wrapped her tongue around it. She then dug her tongue underneath the long fingernails to ensure they were cleaned thoroughly as well. She then moved over to Talia’s right side and got on her knees to repeat the sensual act there, as well.
As she cleaned off the last finger on the right hand, she shifted her attention to the chest. Starting from the top of the rib cage, she worked her way down each side, avoiding the small puffy mounds for now. As she reached the solar plexus, she worked her way back up the sternum until she got back to the top, where she then shifted her focus to the two mounds on either side.
They each looked to be about the size and shape of a tennis ball cut in half, with a small pink aureole and a pink pert nipple pointing slightly upward at the tip. She made circles around the outside of each mound, slowly moving inward until she reached the center, where she gave a soft kiss to the nipple.
Next was the belly, where she worked along the bottom of the ribcage and top of the hips, and then tracing along the outside of the belly that puffed out just a bit, outlining the cute, yet seductive, curves. She worked her way inward, savoring the belly button especially, having gathered a good deal of delicious sweat inside. Her tongue darted in and out of the belly button excitedly, occasionally tracing lightly along the rim, as Stacy imagined eating out her mistress. Her breathing was becoming ragged.
Her focus moved next to the upper thighs, leaving long trails of saliva along them, half-drooling as she licked. She savored the slight athletic toning of the pale, otherwise delicate-looking thighs, and ran her tongue along the bikini line, careful not to encroach beyond it yet for fear of her punishment.
She moved to the other thigh, drooling even more at the thought of sampling the ripe fruit between her mistress’ puffy lips. She then moved behind her mistress to clean up the backside. She traced along the underside of the ass cheeks and then down each thigh to the inside of the knees, where once again she got off on the taste of pooled sweat and pheromones. Her excitement overflowing now, she just couldn’t hold back anymore.
Talia sensed what was coming next. She stepped back and then knelt down to one side to watch. Her servant was now crouched down with her knees spread apart. Her servant took her fingers and spread her pussy lips apart. She stared intently at her servant’s crotch, pulsing with excitement. She gave a light blow onto the gaping pussy, which gave all the stimulation it needed. An arc of liquid began flowing from the servant’s pussy, rising into the air and ending in a small pool on the soft carpet. Stacy’s hips began to buck as the stream ended, and her pussy glistened in the pale moonlight. Her breathing was now heavily labored, and she sounded exhausted.
Talia stood up and waited for the light bruises on her knees to disappear before summoning another servant with the bell. This time another male servant, probably about 18 years old, came in wearing a black suit. Noticing the situation, he closed the door behind him. He then stripped off the suit, revealing a leather bondage outfit of his own. He walked over and handed Talia his chain.
“That won’t be necessary this time,” Talia said. “Clean up that mess on the floor. Oh, and I need a chair while you do it.”
The young man silently nodded, and proceeded to get on his knees in front of the pool of urine Stacy had left there a moment ago. He dropped his face to the pool and proceeded to lap it up. Meanwhile, he raised his ass into the air and spread his legs apart slightly, bending his lower legs outward. Talia sat on top of his ass now, and lifted her feet off of the ground. The tiny woman was not much of a burden for the man, as he continued working feverishly at the puddle on the carpet. Stacy regained her senses and took in the situation. Seeing her mistress in this position, she knew what came next.
She knelt in front of her mistress and started licking her calves, one at a time. She then sucked on each ankle, and then circled around it with her tongue. She showered the top of each tiny foot with kisses, then licked in-between each toe, savoring the flavor once again. Then, like with the fingers before, she took each toe into her mouth and sucked on it, wrapping around it with her tongue and savoring it and cleaning beneath each toenail. She then sucked the bottom of each foot like she had with the palms before, making sure not even a tiny bit of the oils were left behind.
Being satisfied with her servant’s work so far, Talia stood up for the finale. Stacy moved behind her and started kissing her ass cheeks, and then licking them in turn. She traced along the crack lightly at first, and then, starting from the top of her crack, she sunk her tongue deep inside, cleaning it thoroughly.
he was getting off on the slightly tangy flavor inside of her mistress’ ass crack, and paid close attention when she reached the entrance to her asshole. Talia shuddered while her servant’s tongue went to work there, overwhelmed with pleasure. Nevertheless, she regained her composure and stood still to let her servant finish her job properly.
Satisfied with having cleaned her ass thoroughly, Stacy moved back to the front side of her mistress, and took a moment to admire her cute little pussy. She then proceeded to lick along the bikini lines and along the top of her hips, and then started working her way toward her final goal. She took her tongue and pushed it up to the hood of the clitoris, and then worked inside with it.
Her mistress bucked a little with this, but she ignored it and continued to work mechanically like she had been taught, making sure that the clit as well as the folds on either side of the hood, were properly cleaned. She then traced along the outer folds of the labia, piercing inside only slightly. A strong aroma assailed her nostrils as the pussy lips parted just slightly.
The strong scent of her mistress turned her on. She ceased the gentle, careful licking she had been doing up until then in favor of a pure, unadulterated pleasure-seeking behavior. Her lips parted the pink pussy lips as she sunk her tongue deep inside. She tasted the sour saltiness of her mistress’ juices mixed with the iron taste of the blood still inside. She dug her face in until her tongue reached the fleshy wall inside, having restored itself to its former state. Her tongue explored everything it could reach, as the hot breath escaping from her nose tickled the clit. She scraped her tongue along the soft lining of the walls, the folds tugging back lightly as everything throbbed inside.
She pulled back her face a bit, and took to short lapping motions along the outer labia, and then moving up to the clit, poking at it with her darting tongue a few times before she resumed lapping away. How she longed to put her finger inside the cute little asshole so close-by; but she dreaded more-so the punishment that would await her if she overstepped her bounds. Her reward was not too far away now, and she wasn’t going to ruin it this time. If only she could use her hands, it would be so much easier. She had to try and make her mistress orgasm using only her tongue.
She could faintly hear her mistress’ breath becoming more labored now. She took that cue to change her approach again, now circling her tongue around the entrance to the urethra. Soft moans escaped her mistress’ lips as
she pressed the tip of her tongue into the tiny hole. Her mistress’ hips started moving, pushing against her face as her tongue wriggled around at the entrance to the pee-hole. She flattened her tongue out and slid it back down to stimulate the inner labia, while pressing against the hood with her nose to stimulate the clit.
She kissed and sucked on the inner folds as her mistress humped her face with a quickening pace. The juices were now covering the entire lower half of her face, seeping out from the opened pussy being violently pressed onto her. Her own actions became more wild as she licked her lips and nibbled lightly on her mistress’ clit. Finally, with one final nibble, her mistress’ back arched and she started panting furiously. This was the sign she was waiting for, that she had earned her reward.
Talia recovered in a few minutes, vibrant and lovely with the afterglow washing over her entire body. She stood up and grabbed the chain around Stacy’s neck, using it to pull her to her feet. An unnatural strength allowed this tiny body to lift the fully-grown woman with just the one arm, a slight choking sound followed by a gasp for air following. She retrieved two over-sized dildos and a pair of handcuffs from the oaken chest at the foot of the bed, and proceeded to bind her servant’s arms behind her back. She then pushed her back down onto the floor forcibly. A squeal escaped the servant’s lips.
“Quiet!” Talia shouted, drawing the tip of the whip sharply across the belly of her servant, leaving a bright red streak where it had landed.
Blood flowed from Stacey’s mouth, having bit her tongue to stifle the pained scream. Talia brought her face up to her servant’s and licked the blood from around her mouth. She then took the first over-sized dildo and pushed it slowly into the girl’s pussy. Tears flowed from the servant’s eyes as she was brutally violated by the toy. Next, the other dildo was brought to her anus. Talia lifted up her servant’s butt and, positioning her over the toy, slid her back down on top of it. Blood flowed from her unlubricated anus as the toy tore the lining inside. The two toys were turned on.
The dildo in her ass was vibrating violently, causing more blood to flow from her anus, while the one in her pussy was spinning around, stirring up her insides. It felt like she was being torn apart as the two over-sized entities fought inside, each dominating her attention in turn. It may have seemed brutal, but this was the reward Stacey had been waiting for. Her cuts and bruises would heal quickly, and only served to add to the pleasure.
She looked up longingly into her mistress’ eyes. The icy stare she got in return aroused her even more. Her whole body felt like it was filled with hot flames, licking away at her reason. As she continued to stare, her nipples hardened as she felt an invisible tugging sensation on the tips. The feeling of a thousand fingers tickling her washed over her body, followed by the sensation of a thousand hot tongues savoring every inch of her flesh.
Just as she wished to feel a real dick piercing in every hole, the sensation of the dildos inside of her changed to that of hard flesh, pounding away at her insides and stirring her up inside. She felt another dick pumping in and out of her mouth, and felt the stares of thousands of eyes watching her as she was continually violated. She felt her nipples being nibbled on by dozens of little teeth, and her armpits now had dicks sliding between them.
Every tiny sensation she could imagine became reality as she was quickly nearing the edge. She let out a final ear-piercing scream, as dozens of dicks shot their load onto her, caking her in a sheet of cum. The dicks in her pussy and ass kept pumping more and more into her bowels as she gave one violent upward thrust of her hips and peed on the floor again, much more than she had before.
Talia quickly sunk her teeth into her servant’s neck, wanting to savor in the taste of her orgasm before the illusion wore off. It was a delicious flavor, much different from what the man just a little while ago had given her. She had to be careful not to take too much, though, or she would lose her precious servant forever. She broke off slowly, making sure not to lose a single drop of blood, and gave a light kiss to the punctures on the artery.
She called her other servants back in, who quickly remade her bed with fresh silk, carried off the now-anemic girl to rest, and cleaned the new urine stain out of the carpet. Satisfied with herself, with the sun now threatening to show itself out on the horizon, Talia left the room for her other bedroom in the basement to rest. The hunt would begin again that night, and she would need all of her energy and wit.
THE END