Vampire Club E-Book

Hentai Jones

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

I was remembering Trevor giving me a huge sucker on the neck in his Daddy's car after the school dance; I had been wearing a silly scarf for a week to hide the humiliating bruise! Trevor had brutally branded me like a piece of cattle, but I was remembering well the sensation of the scary situation: the sudden numbing of the mind and the instant weakening of my body: I had felt like paralysed, like drugged by my own fear of being abused! My whole body had been yearning to be touched and my pussy had been overflowing - I had found out, that fear was a dangerous aphrodisiac and that a good sucker was definitely the meanest way to subdue a victim for sex . . .

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Hentai Jones

Vampire Club

The morbid Addiction to the Kiss of Submission!

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Vampire Club

Vampire Club

by Hentai Jones

BookRix Edition 2018

Copyright by Amé

Hentai Jones:

VAMPIRE CLUB

The morbid Addiction to

the Kiss of Submission!

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1 - The little black Book

The little black Book

»You're borrowing a lot of vampire books lately, Jodie!«, the librarian was remarking as she was stamping a due date into the back of my newest selection, »what exactly do you find so intriguing about them?« She was looking up at me and fixed me with her mysterious dark eyes through her gold-rimmed spectacles, she was clearly waiting for an answer and she wouldn't let me go without it - I had never really thought about the reason of my addiction for vampire stories but they had always aroused me right from the beginning: the blood and the pain of the first bite and the following submission of the victim! But I wasn't going to tell her that: with her long black hair and the blood-red lipstick on her mouth she was looking too much of a vampire herself, and as eager as I was to read about the secret cult I wasn't ready to fall prey to it! So I was stammering: »Probably the humiliation, Miss June, but I'm not totally sure about that!«

Now Miss June was laughing and was taking off her reading glasses, she had another look at me and said that I was cute, and that my craving for being dominated was absolutely natural: all the young girls at my age were curious about pain and submission, she said, and a lot of them were enjoying the new series of dungeon stories as well! Of course she wanted to see me blush and she was succeeding: a hot red flush was running all over my face and from there right down into my groin - she was touching my most secret desire and she knew it! She said, that she was the president of the local vampire club and always looking for new members, I had no reason to doubt her words, the broad black neckband she wore gave them credit: this was the usual way vampires hid the bite marks on their neck! I told her, that I had to think about it and she was understanding that perfectly: »I'm sure, that you will join us soon, Jodie!«, she said, »you're a curious girl and wouldn't withstand the temptation for long!« - and she was probably right!

Miss June was pulling a small booklet from under the desk and gave it to me, it was a short essay of the master himself and was pretty rare, she said, it was titled "The Kiss of Submission" and was a battered old edition with yellowing pages. Miss June said, that I should bring it back with my decision, and that she would be delighted to initiate me! She gave me a look, which was as hard as steel and I knew, that she wouldn't take no for an answer - I was thanking her for the booklet and for the invitation and rushed out of the library: I was scared! And whenever I was scared I got aroused and was making a slimy mess in my panties, and whenever I got aroused I was as submissive as a lamb - my brother was loving it to scare me and then to make me undress for him! Of course he said, that I was pretty and that he liked me a lot, but he was just using my weakness for his own pleasure, he was just using me as a fantasy to pull his dickel off - and should I refuse his demand he would tie me up in the cellar and spank me, he had said!

On my way home I was wondering about the content of the little booklet in my bag, I had seen donkeys biting their jennies into the neck to make them surrender and had witnessed dogs doing exactly the same, it was probably an all natural practice to get a stubborn girl to submit! I was remembering Trevor giving me a huge sucker on the neck in his Daddy's car after the school dance, I had been wearing a scarf for a week to hide the humiliating bruise, which was changing its colours from a painful purple to an inflamed red and then into a sickly yellow! Trevor had brutally branded me like a piece of cattle, but I was remembering well the sensation of the scary situation: the sudden numbing of the mind and the instant weakening of my body, I had felt like paralysed, like drugged by my own fear of being abused! My whole body had been yearning to be touched and my pussy had been overflowing, I had found out, that fear was a dangerous aphrodisiac and that a good sucker was definitely the meanest way to subdue a victim for sex!

Of course we had done a bit of kissing, I was grateful, that we was driving me home, he was quite a nice guy, but I wasn't really into boys and had been keen to get out of the car before he was starting the petting! But I was hardly able to move and was feeling limp, the link between my brain and my muscles seemed to be disabled, the only thing I was feeling was the strong desire to be stripped and taken: I was willing to surrender my virginity on the back seat of the limousine! Trevor was unbuttoning my blouse and was pushing my bra up to bare my breasts, his lips on my nipples were burning like fire, he stuck his hand into my panties and took full possession of me. I let him take my panties off and was spreading my legs for him like a little whore - he was just lowering the back of my seat to get me ready and was opening his fly when a police patrol car fortunately came to my rescue and Trevor drove off in a hurry: he had branded me with the mark of the vampire and would surely be prosecuted for bodily harm!

Josh was awaiting me at home, his eyes were sparkling from mischief and he saw instantly, that I was in a troubled mood - the invitation to the vampire club was tempting me on one end, but the necessity of an initiation was scaring the shit out of me on the other! From all the vampire books I had read I'd got a clear understanding of the cruel things, which were going on in the tombs and dungeons under the castles, but in the stories the pain was just plain words and more arousing than shocking! I wasn't sure of how much pain my little body could endure, and of how much torture my brain could take without going insane, but in a strange way I was keen to find out - Miss June had made it clear with her precious lend that I was selected to join the club! And when I was refusing to undress for Josh I was clearly in a clouded mind, he had threatened to spank me in the cellar a many times before and only now I was curious enough to find out about the humiliation and the pain by myself: the stories about tortures were getting boring!

The situation down in the cellar was quite a different one that in the bathroom upstairs and Josh had prepared himself well for the occasion: he had stashed a long box full of torture equipment under father's wine rack! He was taking out the short horse crop first to force me to undress with stingy hits at my naked thighs, he had locked the door from the inside and had pocketed the key: my stupid curiosity had got me in trouble once again! I had been undressing for my brother many times before and had lost the shame about it, but this time it was different: the whip in his hand made me hesitate - and when I was finally stepping out of my panties the skin of my thighs was already well afire! Josh cuffed my wrists up to the wine rack and then told me to stick my naughty bottom out, he was accusing me of having been evading this punishment for far too long and he was assuring me, that I would be sorry about that very soon - he was scaring me into submission again and it had been my own decision to submit to him: I was a plain stupid!