Chapter Fore
Her eyes glistened under the dance lights, her sparkly, blue, short-cut, dress lit up my world. I ran towards her on all fours at top speed. Pounced and knocked her unconscious. Perfect. I could feel the saliva welling underneath my fangs as I carried her home. I restrained her with soft, black, nylon rope, she was positioned head towards the ground on a table I had set at about 60 degrees. The support around her head was fitted with an irrigation system that allowed for efficient collection of blood in the large jug that rested on the floor below.
She regained consciousness and gazed at me with her bloodshot eyes.
“This will only take a second.” I murmured, as I launched at her throat biting open her jugular. The blood flowed a thick river of red through the tubing and into the container.
The taste of the blood sharpened my senses, my eyes grew larger, my heart rate increased two-fold. I took a deep breath, a feeling of almost orgasmic relief fell over me.
“Thanks Love.”
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