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Post by saphy on Mar 31, 2012 22:08:50 GMT -6
Day #1 March 15th, 1974
This was the day it all started. It had been a normal school day. This was my Senior year. Two months before school got out. Anyways, I was walking home, my normal five-mile walk I complete each day. The weight of my backpack was slowing me down in the near 100-degree weather. The sun glared in my sunflower-yellow eyes, and my champagne blonde hair glittered. Sweat drenched my shirt, making my tight shirt even tighter. I felt exposed. The cut of my shirt sank low, almost showing my breasts. Fearful of them showing, I tugged my shirt up. MY legs felt like jelly as I walked and almost anyone that came by in a car would be my preferable ride. So I stodd still and raised my arm, posing my fingers in a thumbs-up symbol for a hitch-hiker. Not long after, a large white Hippy van showed up, and stopped at my signal. Not wanting to be in the heat a moment longer, I hopped in. I was greeted by four men, all of them looking to be from different countries. The one that lookied Romanian spoke first, his deep velvet voice making me shiver, " Welcome, Vaia De'Lacour. " How did they know my name? It made me go shifty-eyed. The next one that spoke sounded like he was from Russia. I could tell he was the leader. His voice was crisp, raspy and it made me feel tingly. He was a blonde, with dark sapphire blue eyes and well-tanned skin. His shirt clung to hard-earned abs and his jaw was square. Overall very attractive. " Don't be frightened by our knowledge. We mean no harm. But... you have been chosen. " He slipped to the back, switching spots with the Romanian. " My name is Lucian, and the other who spoke to you is Andrei. The driver's name is Olevar, and the one in the passenger's seat is Marcus. " At least he'd formally introduced me to his friends. I glanced at his face and I noticed it. How it seemed that his pupils were not black, but a sky blue and they were swirling. I gulped, a lump in my throat. He moved himself next to me, his eyes looking into mine as if reading them. All the secrets they held. And then he kissed me, but not like a normal kiss. It felt as though a breeze had slipped down my throat as well. And to finish it off, his slowly dragged his tongue into my mouth, one agonizing inch at a time. My body quivered, trembling with pleasure. He pulled away, and traced my jawline. " Welcome, dear Vaia ." The floor of the van was all I saw afterwards, and the world went black. |
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Post by saphy on Mar 31, 2012 22:53:27 GMT -6
Day #2 March 16th 1974
I woke in the late morning, my head pounding. My throat felt as though it was burning, and my stomach pierced in hunger. I gripped it with one hand. And then my vision cleared. I was in Lucian's lap, his hands holding my head up and his arm holding my legs up. I glanced into his eyes, taking note that his pupils were black. " What am I still doing here? I should be home! " His eyes focused on me and he straightened a lock of my hair out of my face. " You were chosen. " Anger boiled in my veins," Why am I 'chosen'? I keep hearing this word but I have yet to be told what it means. " I growled, my eyebrows raised. He laughed heartily, bouncing me. " You have been chosen to carry on the lineage of the psyors, the pysic vampires. We drink both blood, yet steal the souls of those from whom we drink, further more killing the victim. But we can control how much we drink, so that the victim can safely live on and heal correctly. Yesterday, I started your change. When I kissed you, I passed part of my soul to you. In months time, you will become one of us, and a lifelong mate to me. " Everything hit me at once, and my mood changed quickly from anger to sadness to surprise. I struggled to get free of this lap but an iron grip on my wrist held me to him. " The first things accounted for the change can be done in this van. The first and second can be done right now. Come. " He led me to a private area in the back, curtained away from everyone else. In the area laid a mattress, a mini-fridge and other things. He quickly made me sit down on the mattress, and he sat down right beside me. He pulled on his denim jacket, exposing his slim tank-top. He spoke," You'll need my blood to complete the blood exchange. I already received your blood during the kiss. Now, you need to drink my blood. " I turned away, closing my eyes. " I can't do that." He turned my head with his hand, " Yes you can. You have to, or you'll die. " My throat burned even more passionately, and it was hard to resist now. He brought me on his lap again and his neck shone in my view. " C'mon. You don't have but a few hours to last without a sire's blood. " Glancing at him cautiously, I bent my head to his neck and bit in, breaking flesh. Warm, burgundy colored liquid filled my mouth, cooling my throat and filling my stomach. I pulled away for a second, blood dripping from my mouth and onto the mattress. He glanced at me slowly, his eyes soft. Swallowing his blood made my body burn with lust and glancing at him made it worse. My eyes softened and I leaned forward, locking my lips to his. He ran his tongue across my teeth and gums, making my body scream. A soft moan escaped my lips, and he blinked slowly. He leaned me back, splaying us on the mattress. He removed my clothing in a careful matter, as if not to break me. He removed his as well, and rolled us over so that he was on bottom. He held my hands, leading me through this. I had still been a virgin up until this point. Slowly, and carefully, he thrusted, bouncing me up and down on his lap, hitting deep pleasure spots. I moaned, placing my hands on his chest. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my body was screaming for more, to feel the warmth of his cum in me. He rolled us over again, and positioned himself differently atop me. He thrusted at me, but only hit my clit. It sent deep pleasure to my core, and I leaned up sub-consciously, beginning every woman's dream. An orgasm. I fell back, and he aimed deep this time, to fill me with his liquid, to claim me his. He thrusted harder, his dick swelling and growing harder and longer every moment. I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to scream. Finally, I felt the heat building up in his dick. The sign of letting it all out. I waited and then it happened. His cum spread throughout me and when it did, I cumed as well. The pleasure was painful and I controlled my moans. Before long, I was sitting on his lap, his dick inside of me and he was kissed my neck, nibbling as he went along.
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Post by saphy on Apr 3, 2012 21:09:13 GMT -6
Day #3 March 17th, 1974
The day passed by quicker than usual. Lucian told me that my transformation could take up to a year to complete, which is good in his book. Today he started filling me in on all the little details. How vampires can go out in the sun, but can be sunburned badly without sunblock. How vampires can't turn into bats. How garlic is one of their favorite foods.
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