Blood Slave

If we were in a beauty contest I’m sure I’d have won. But it wasn’t a contest, it was a ménage. Surprise, surprise, surprise.



I balked. “No way! She wants me dead. No way am I having sex with someone who wants to kill me!”



Enrique, calm as can be, turned to Lia. “Is that true? Do you want to kill our beautiful Hope?” Much to her credit, she shook her head no and stepped up to slip her hands up under my robe to stroke my ass lovingly.



“You know what I want.” And I did. I knew she wanted to eat me out and bang me till the sun came up. The scented oil on my skin had her wet for me. Not a hint of violence, malevolence, or murderous intent.



Then I realized she was high. She’d just snorted a fat-ass line of coke. She truly wanted to fuck me. I caught the undertones of her and Enrique’s relationship in the mix. She enjoyed sex with him, he gave it to her especially hard and fast, but she preferred women. She had somehow gotten past her hatred for me and now looked at me as a new sex toy. She assumed I was Enrique’s sex toy, and wanted in on the action.



I’ve never really thought of my relationship with Enrique that way. But I imagined it was possible he might see it that way. While I was okay with the arrangement, I’d had numerous threesomes in my lifetime, I found it extremely disappointing.



“That’s … sooo weird. You really want me to let her touch me?” I wanted to cry.



I had fallen in love, but I was simply the new sex toy for my vampire master and his freaky Asian sidekick.



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Chapter 14



Enrique slipped his arm around me. “We thought this would be a proper initiation into our little family. Lia has come to accept your place in our household. She has agreed to let go of the past. Consider this a truce, a new beginning. It’s vitally important that we all live together with a certain degree of harmony. Will you accept Lia into our sex life as a gesture of goodwill? I understand you two have been intimate before.”



As he spoke Lia entwined around me, not waiting for my answer. She assumed I would accept. She had her hands all over me, my ass, between my legs, feeling me up. Her mind blazed desire, no hate, no malice.



They say beauty conquered the beast, but I’ll bet lust had a lot to do with it. Lia’s mind boiled with lust, a whole lineup of really naughty things planned for me. Flowing through her thoughts had me wet, breathing hard. Her hands knew a woman’s body like no man has ever known.



She seduced the answer from my lips, coaxing a yes from me as she stroked my clit and nipples simultaneously. This was the Lia I met in Spanish Harlem. This sexy, horny little Asian could play my body like a violin singing with pleasure.



My answer had been nothing more than a formality. We sealed the deal. No more words needed to be spoken. My body had already made the decision. Lia had me whimpering and humping on her hand.



“Oh that’s so good. Damn lesbians know just how to do it right.” No man can fingerbang like a woman.



“Lia has promised to take very good care of you.” Enrique smiled as I came all over Lia’s fingers. God I loved him so much. I looked in his eyes as I came for her.



I don’t think I ever really had a choice in the matter. I had to allow Lia into my sex life to keep the peace. Say goodbye to my private intimacy with Enrique. It wasn’t what I wanted, but when have I ever had anything I wanted? Maybe it wasn’t for me to have. I should have learned to accept this kind of disappointment by now, but it still hurt.



I let my robe fall to the floor and embraced my new family. They kissed me, both of them, all over, my breasts, neck, collarbone, belly, shoulders. They focused all their attention on me. They picked me up bodily to deposit me in bed. Lia had already discarded her robe. She settled between my legs going to town with her monster tongue, working me back up to another peak.



“This should be interesting.” Enrique smirked, watching me and Lia as he stripped his clothes and sat next to my pillow.



Lia had me going good. I pumped my hips in time with her wicked tongue lashing. Enrique held my gaze with hunger in his eyes. I couldn’t leave him out of the action, so I grabbed on his beautiful cock and sucked him as hard as I could.



He moved over me, pinning me on my back as he straddled my face between his legs and worked all the way in. The skull-fuck position is an exercise in complete trust. He could literally choke me to death as he pinned me down for forced deep throat. He knew I could take it, we’d done it before. In truth I don’t usually go for this position, there’s no one I have ever trusted that much. Enrique had become the exception to the rule, to all my rules. It came down to love. Because I loved him, I let him do anything and everything he wants. It pleased me to please him.



For that reason I sucked him hard and fast, grabbing on to his hips to pull down. He followed my lead. I took it all, burying my face into his groin. I wanted all he could give. I poured all my love for him into the act. I swallowed him until I couldn’t go any farther, kissing the base of his cock.



Lia made it difficult to focus. She ate me out like a starving woman at a banquet. She deserved a gold medal for the world’s best cunnilingus. She had me coming hard again in a few minutes.



That’s when everything happened at once. Lia bit me right in the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh, centimeters from the sweet spot. It stung, but her venom punched through me turning a good climax into a whopper multiple orgasm. Enrique chose that moment to unload down my throat. He shoved in hard, squishing me down into the pillow as he convulsed with his release. I was overwhelmed, too much going on at the same time. I tried my best to maintain, screaming into his cock with my orgasm as I drowned in his release. I swallowed to survive.



“Oh, Hope.” He said my name, and I loved him so much. I would swallow for him a million times more if only he’d say those three words I desperately wanted to hear.



All this in the first five minutes. As I caught my breath, they switched it up. Damn vampires were tireless, barely even breathing hard. For Lia, this was just the warm-up. They had me in for a rough finish to the night. I followed their lead to change position underneath Lia.



She spoke as she flicked her tongue over me. “Try to keep up with us.”



She straddled my face for the sixty-nine. Her turn to catch some love, but she was still in a giving mood. She continued the assault between my legs. Enrique took up his position behind her, ‘perito’ doggy-style, as she remained on her hands and knees.



The lucky Asian caught a double whammy. Enrique slid in her ass while I suckled on her clit and banged her with two fingers. Kinda tricky to coordinate, but it worked. We all knew exactly what we were doing and played our roles well. Lia buried her face in me and I returned the favor, giving her clit all my attention.



Lia must’ve been really strong. She barely moved as Enrique buried all that meat in her ass, working up a good hard rhythm. I was halfway into my fourth orgasm when I noticed he was actually hurting Lia. The girl was too damn small to take all he had to give. Asian women are made for Asian men, not six-foot tall Spaniards with seven inch cocks.



He had to have been aware of her pain, but he kept on going. If anything he slammed even harder. Then I understood – she liked the pain – a true sadomasochist. Enrique gave her exactly what she wanted. He gave it to her hard enough to rearrange her internal organs.



Her pain drove her wild. Lia went off on me, fucking me raw with her tongue and fingers.



“Oh God! That’s … oh God!” She had me in a non-stop frenzy



I gave it right back the same, tongue, fingers, teeth. I gobbled that woman down. The whole operation exploded when he laid all his weight into her. He roared his release and bit her on the right shoulder. Lia screamed her orgasm, and then she tagged me right where it counts. That psycho bitch sunk her fangs right into my pussy.



Oh God it hurt so bad, but it was wonderful too. An insanely rich mixture of pleasure and pain. I was lost for a time in agony and ecstasy, the two blended until one became the other and vice versa.



I screamed as I jammed all four fingers as far into her as I could reach. “You bitch! Don’t you stop dammit! Don’t stop!” And she didn’t, not for a while.



I regained my senses somewhat as they disengaged their bites and got up off me. That’s when I noticed the blood. Not mine, Lia’s. That kinky bitch turned right around and sucked Enrique’s cock and balls clean. She’s a total freak.



“That is so wrong. I can’t believe she just did that.” I shook my head and looked away from Enrique. It creeped me out, but it was kinda sexy too. “I thought I was bad. She’s dirty.”



I caught Enrique watching me as I convulsed, still reacting to their venom. They waited patiently for me to recover, adjust, watching for my reaction to this strange new dynamic. They were waiting to see if I would freak out.



“I’m okay. I don’t like the sight of blood alright? But I’m not judging.”



“Good.” He said one word, but that pretty much said it all.



We moved into the next sexual configuration in the game plan. In the lesbian world it’s known as the scissor, where two girls slide in between each other’s legs pussy to pussy. I coordinated with them flawlessly, taking my cues from Lia’s mind.



Enrique lay on his back. I settled my lips around his cock, snuggled between his legs. Lia had done a good job, Enrique was squeaky clean. I loved him so much. I’d suck him all night long if he asked. As I swallowed all that wonderful cock, Lia started grinding on me with these hot little semicircular motions. It was tricky, like trying to pat your head and rub your stomach at the same time. But I’ve had a lot of practice.



I went with the flow, using my telepathy to its fullest. I synced with Lia’s every move, and through her connection to Enrique, I knew how he enjoyed me. It was the first time I had the opportunity to read his mind. Lia provided me that missing ingredient, a psychic link to Enrique. I sensed everything he wanted, the way he wanted it, how much he enjoyed my teeth and tongue, my hands. He actually liked when I scraped him a little bit, almost biting him. I felt his intense pleasure as I focused on the very tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around and sucking hard. To this moment I’d never truly known precisely what he liked. I think it strengthened my bond to him. I felt closer than ever before.