Turning to Darkness P-7 SeXStoRY

Part 7. As Marko grunted and thrust his hips with all his might, the seemingly delicate c***d sized creature below him, wrapped her skinny legs around him and very slowly dragged her sharp little fingernails down his back. The horny boy didn’t notice the ten thin lines of bl**d across his back. But the little Princess he was fucking started to cum as the delicious smell filled her cute button nose. The vampire’s name was Violet, although she looked younger than 10, she was really older than 100. “Marko, if your r**e your little s****r like this you will kill the poor girl.” Violet gasped between thrusts that pressed her small body deep into the bed. “Maybe I should bring her here and watch you do it. Would you like me to sit on her face and hold her legs open for you?” the vampire teased her lover. In answer the teenage boy grunted and started to shiver with his orgasm; his hard cock pulsing deep with in her tight wet cunt. She could feel his hot juice spilling inside her. But it was another sort of juice she craved at that moment. Violet pulled Marko to her, so she could whisper in his ear “Im going to eat your baby s****r, then maybe give her to you.” having said that, she sank her fangs into the boy’s neck. Marko tried to pull away by reflex action, but it was impossible. Her legs gripped him, her cunt held his cock like a vice and her fingers were surprisingly strong. He should have been able to pick up a girl her size easily, but he was powerless. His cum continued to squirt into her evil little pussy as his mind was filled with perverted thoughts of the little Princess naked with his younger s****r. Marko felt light headed, dizzy, as his vampire lover sucked bl**d from his neck. The little princess purred happily as she fed. As a good creature of darkness, she had no intention of killing her happy meal. She would only take about the same as they do at a bl**d donation clinic. After feeding she would let poor Marko nap in her bed for a while. Violet would get dressed, in her eclectic Victorian style, then take the secret staircase down to the kitchen. In the kitchen Mercy was doing her job as general manager of the house. She was subtlety interviewing a potential new recruit. Rachel had no idea what was going on of course, she had just stopped in to use the phone. Now she found herself on her fourth mug of hot chocolate, talking to Mercy about all her troubles like she was a long lost big s****r. It was something of a real relief for the girl to talk about these things. When Rachel tried to tell her best friend about what had been going on at home, she just couldn’t do it. When she did talk to the school councilor about it, she felt worse. Now she was pouring out her soul to this stranger and it felt great. Maybe if she knew there were other ears listening she would not have said a word. Eventually a tired looking guy staggered into the kitchen, he was smiling like his favorite fantasy had just come true. “Hi Marko.” Mercy said as the young man opened the fridge to find a drink. “Hay, the Princess wants to see you.” He said then went back to looking in the fridge “Do we have any of that pizza left?” Mercy stood up, pointed to the pizza box on top of the stove then turned to Rachel, “I’ll be back in a few minutes; you can help Marko finish the pizza. Don’t worry, he is harmless.” Rachel took a good look at Marko. He was dressed in a white shirt and black leather pants, his dark hair was long and tied into a tail, as his name implied he was Hispanic. Also it seemed he had recently gotten a nasty scratch on his neck. “Hi.” She said after Mercy left the room. “Hay, first time here?” he asked, looking at her with mild curiosity. When Mercy returned to the kitchen Rachel and Marko were laughing about something or other. “Iv got good news and bad news.” She told the young girl. “The phone is broken again and the storm is getting worse, but its cool if you stay here tonight, you can sl**p in my room.” Rachel said “ok” before she even thought about it. This place was strange but it sure was better than going home. Mercy gave Rachel the grand tour of the house, ending in her own bedroom. Unlike most of the rooms, which had a sort of temporary feel to the way things were s**ttered about, her room was lived in and neat. “You should change out of your clothes.” The older teen said, as she handed over a fuzzy flannel bathrobe. “You like dead tired. Why don’t you get some sl**p?” Rachel looked at the big comfy bed, she was very tired and her body still hurt form her recent experiences. Then she looked at Mercy the girl was soft but there was a solid something or other to her character. “ok” she said slowly “I can trust you not to do anything, funny while Im asl**p?” Mercy looked around then leaned close to her guest “I promises you will be perfectly safe in my bed tonight.” She whispered. Then she walked out of the room. “See you later little lost kitten.” Alone at last, Rachel stripped off her damp clothes and lay them on the back of a chair near the heater. She got into bed and was asl**p almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. She didn’t even notice several hours later when Mercy came to bed. The older teen stripped herself, then walked over to a secret door. She slid it open silently and walked up the narrow stairs to the attic. A few moments later Mercy returned naked to her bedroom, following her mistress the little Princess, who wore a frilly white dress. Although it now looked like she could be the mother and Violet the c***d, Mercy still thought of the vampire girl as mommy. It was a strange relationship. “Let me have a good look at her.” Violet calmly ordered. Mercy slowly pulled the covers off Rachel, exposing her young body. The vampire studied the body in her daughter’s bed with unblinking eyes for long minutes. Then she turned to Mercy “We will let her sl**p, while you and I play quietly right her beside her.” The teenager smiled and put her hands to her own breasts, offering them, “yes mommy whatever you want.” She said in a soft voice.