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He had met her at a rave late one evening.
She was a young and stunning eclectic twenty-three year old goth girl with jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, and luscious red lips. He was a slightly older, yet shy male of twenty-five. And although he was someone considered naive and senseless, in her enchanting eyes, he was still very young and innocent. He had approached the tall and slender beauty, drunk on a high of ecstasy and ale, as she had enticed his potent sexual arousal, and, leaving his inhibitions behind him in a wake of loud music and high octane, he went home with her later that night. They had arrived at her home at 11:00 pm, which was a large and converted artists loft in southern San Francisco. She escorted him to a red couch apholstered in Italian silk, where he sat in a stupoured daze of he knew not what. "The alcohol?" he thought. "No...It wasn't that...The drugs?" he decided. "Maybe..." As he sat there motionless, silent and still, she sat down and nestled beside him, looking into his eyes with hers...those beautiful ice-blue eyes, staring lovingly at him. And as she continued to stare her soft, cold visage into his warm brown eyes, he felt his heart begin to race and he felt himself drift away into a trance-like state of being, it felt as if he was getting high off her stare...as if she was hypnotizing him somehow. But before he could do or say anything, she leaned forward, her hands enclosed into his, and she kissed him gently on the lips. Her luscious, ruby red lips warming his. Yet this intoxicated him even more, and he felt higher than he had ever been before. Then, as her lips unlocked slowly from his, she moved downward to the floor on her knees, and began to un-buckled his belt, un-buttoned his pants, slid the zipper free, and removed his pants. His heart was racing as sweat formed all over his body, and his small, flaccid penis began to slowly engourge with blood and become hard and erect. She smiled devilishly at him as she slid his underpants off of him, his hard cock throbbing wildly before her, his testicles slowly beginning to ascend into their slightly shrivled scrotal sac. His closed his eyes in pure bliss as she started to gently stroke his hard cock firmly in the her hand. Yet, as little droplets of pre-cum began to form at the head of his penis, she stopped jerking him off, staving off his orgasm. As he opened his eyes, she stood up from the floor, and began to remove her clothes... First, she took off her blood red t-shirt and white bra, revealing her small, perky breasts. Then, she removed her black latex pants and white silk panties, her pink labia beginning to glisten under it's patch of black pubic hair, slowly becoming wet with desire. She ordered him to stand up. He rose off the couch and moved toward her with erotic intent. She removed his shirt, and started to slowly carress his chest, her delicate hands moving across his masculine body; he was still hungry to quell his sexual appetite, his penis still erect. She moved closer to him, her pale white body almost touching his. She leaned forward and kissed him again, and a surge of sexual prowess raced through his body, and its energy flowing within him... And as if in a daze, he reached outward and cupped the young woman's cold, soft breasts within his hands, massaging them gently, his fingertips carressing her firm nipples. They were both breathing harder than they ever had before, their equally rampant sexual energy engrossing them. He then leaned his head toward her quivering bodice, and began to suckle her lovely breasts, the touch of his tounge encompassing her erect nipples. "Go down on me..." she breathed in silence, as he went to his knees and started to slowly nestle himself into her. His warm hands found their way to her smooth, voluptuous buttocks as he gave her oral pleasure, while lapping at the sweet juices of her cunt and stimulating her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. She breathed deep and hard, as if her body was on fire and an enormous surge of ecstatic tingling sensations ripped through her body as she came with a moan of delight. As she settled down from her orgasm, she told her anonymous beau to stand up, as she was going to return the favor. With his dick still hard, his georgeous goth girl began to suck madly on his cock, passionately taking its whole length into her mouth, her bobbing quickly up and down - sucking faster and faster... ...yet the moment before he came, she removed his erect cock from her mouth, aimed his firm penis at her breasts, and accepted his hot, streaming semen willingly as it ejected onto her chest; his warm, sticky jizzum clinging to her pallid skin and tits, running down the length of her bodice, collecting in little dribblets at the end of her firm nipples. As he fell back onto the blood red couch after what felt like an eternity of pleasure, he sat there in a blissful state of relaxment, as his beautiful goth girl stood up before him, his white semen still visible on her breasts. "You rest now..." she said to him in a calm voice, glancing down at his limp, satisfied cock and balls, and smiled. And he fell asleep, all smug and pleased with his manliness. Later, when he awoke, he found himself in standing posistion, yet helplessly restrained to the stone wall of what vaguely looked like a dungeon. His drug-impaired thoughts were muddled, and as his blurred vision cleared, he soon realized that he was shackled tightly to the wall in chains. Then...she entered. Completely nude; smiling like a female devil, walking toward her prisoner with evil intent. "W-What's going on?" he asked. "You've been asleep for hours," she replied. "It's almost sunrise, and I haven't eaten anything since two evening's ago..." "What...what are you talking about?" he said. She didn't reply. She only smiled silently as she went to her knees, and held her captive's balls in her hand and gripped them tightly, still safe within their scrotum. As she could see his flaccid penis stiffen slightly, she looked up at him in a piercing stare, her ice-blue eyes fixed upon him as she smiled widely...revealing two deadly fangs in place of two normal human teeth inside her mouth. Her prisoners' eyes widened in terror, as she sank her sharp vampire fangs into the tender flesh of his scrotum, and proceeded to drink the crimson blood that followed, pouring out of its open wounds and into the lovely vampire's mouth, swallowing her captive's blood with rapt pleasure. The prisoner wanted to scream, but the intensity of the pain threw him into shock as the vampire continued drinking the blood from his ball sac. Slowly, he could feel his scrotum become numb, due to the lack of blood that had ceased to flow through his testicles, but now to the accepting red lips of the vampire. He felt as if he was going to pass out, until she discontinued drinking blood from his scrotum for the moment, and looked up at him, smiling. "Now for the best part," she said wickedly, "...for me, anyway." "W-What are you going to do?" he said, very afraid now. But without answering, she took his scrotal sac once again firmly in her hand, and with the other hand, held up one of her fingers, revealing her sharp, talon-like nail at its end, and cut into her captive's ball sac, slicing downward, until his scrotum split apart, exposing his testicles. The vampire's prisoner started to shake with fear. "P-Please..." he said. "S-Stop..." But she wasn't listening. She smiled at his exposed balls as the dangled helplessly from their cords. "This is going to be fun," she said, as she took hold of her prisoners' bare testicles in her hand with a vice-like grip and pulled as hard as she could, yanking them free as the snapped from their incised sac. And as this happened, her captive began to twitch and convulse uncontrollably as a stream of blood poured from the wound where his testicles had once been, and the young vampire placed her red lips where the blood was flowing, and drank freely from the bleeding scrotum, as her eunuch prisoner passed out from the shock of having his testicles torn out from him. Yet the beautiful vampire continued to drink, happy with herself, until the blood supply to her captive's empty scrotum has stopped flowing, then she proceeded to sink her sharp teeth into her eunuch's penis, where she sucked the warm blood continually from his dying cock until her lovely prisoners had been drained of his essence and died. She then rose to her feet, softly carressed her eunuch's smooth face, and kissed him gently on the lips. "Thank you," she said smiling. "you've sustained my hunger...until the next night."
She then picked his bloodied testicles from off the dungeon floor, and held them in her tender hands as she walked back upstairs to rest.
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