Chapter 1
Oyesei opens the front door and like that is home. No time to place down overcoat and keys when ambuscaded from the rear. Its a baclava wearing man wrestling her. Knife at her throat.
When she cowed, turns her to face him. Before a chance to be perplexed by her glowing red EYES OF DOMINATION, he answers her supposition he a sexual deviant in the affirmative. On her command drops the knife. Next is dragged across the floor by scruff of the neck with one feminine hand, no resistance offered.
“What your occupation?” Is the calm demeanour.
“Pastor.” A chuckle and, “The churchman in my abode a serial sort, no?” Affirmative once more. Had done to multiple women.
Perplexed by his defanging, “What’d you do to me?” As the stairs get nearer.
Up them Oyesei went, him in tow. His body painfully, uncomfortably bounced and she none too quick about it. His brain registers her feet falls. At their top is flooring and dragged some feet across to a door. A bedroom lays behind, evidenced by a switched-on light and a bed revealed.
Bade him undress - except the baclava. She follows suit. He is mounted.
Oyesei’s face met his waist. “You actually doing this?” Is the thought aloud.
“Your victims would ask as much of you.”
He could feel the felatio and it comes to an end with pain and bleeding on his member. Best he can muster is a groan. His body remained dominated. The mouth action continued a little longer actually. Taste of his member’s blood and pre ejaculate dual sensations in her orifice.
Switches position and rode him. The bed creaks. From this angle a good view of her face - fangs between the lips why he bled. Gentle had no place here. Vigour order of the day, shifts her waist back and forth. Goes without saying the mouth action begat a rise on its own.
Some period into things, fangs sank into his chest and with that the pain. Oyesei did not slacken her ride. He perceived a suck where her lips are. Raising her head, those lips vermillion.
The guy didn’t plead for stopping. Fate a given - bear with.
Lowers the head and bit into another part of the chest and sucked. His body underwent sensations: bewilderment, fear and…
Sat up again, she took his hands and pressed them to her rounded, firm breasts. Her waist’s back and forth grinding refused to slacken.
His hormones in overdrive. This unrelenting assault bound to…matter of time when nature irresistible, forces a white outburst from his own waist.
His body underwent sensations: bewilderment, fear and…pain alongside the pleasure. Along with growing anaemia. The bed in its own throes creaking non-stop. Carnal voyeurism hers.
Oyesei sat in front the vanity mirror applying makeup to ready for the day. Nearby the corpse where last, lay on the bed. Her countenance twists mildly in concern. A missing pastor may bring complication to a vampiric soucouyant.
