An Eternity at Her Feet - Sex Stories

An Eternity at Her Feet

"Hey baby, it's me. Can you let me in?" The smooth, soft-spoken voice said over the intercom. You push the button and hear a click. Your heart pounds with a mix of excitement, danger and anticipation - you know what you do is with her is dangerous, but she has been very safety-minded and communication has been very clear so far. You can faintly hear her footsteps on the staircase in the hallway as your thoughts drift back to the night you met.....

It was in a smoky, crowded nightclub, 80's Metal playing and people headbanging and playing air guitar on the dancefloor. This feeling of being watched came over you and there she was, at the bar, dressed in a PVC minidress and goth boots, playing with her braided hair. You had to check around you a moment to make sure it was you she was looking at. She gingerly made her way over, cradling her drink. Her eyes, you noticed, were piercing blue and had an eerie, otherworldly quality. Coloured contacts, you assumed, completely mesmerised by them. She complimented you on your outfit and you chatted for ages, laughing and hanging on each others every word. When you awoke later you had small puncture wounds on your neck and an erection in your pants. The sex was like nothing you had ever experienced.

You had never forgotten that moment. Part of you is still in disbelief at how lucky you are that you met her. Your shared mutual interest in FemDom and a desire for new play partners was just the icing on the cake - she was warm, ...

... affectionate, funny, compassionate and intelligent. Then she told you something that sounded crazy. You would never have believed her had you not been captivated by her utterly, by her pure aura of sexual energy and hypnotic gaze. She was a vampire, and she wanted a human pet. Almost like her familiar, you mused. The bleeding and marks on your neck after your first night together made more sense. You had thought she had just gotten a little too excited during sex, but she had in fact tasted you, in more ways than one.

After that you had signed a contract, like any other FemDom arrangement and negotiated things carefully, aware that if she was hungry you may not be able to fend her off. You kept a stake for emergencies, but had seen no reason to be alarmed. Charm and kindness emanated from her and her love of animals and compassion for others was disarming and filled you with admiration. How could she be dangerous if she was such a gentle, empathic soul?

You snap out of your daydream at the sound of her footsteps, much louder now, approaching the front door. You open the door quickly and keep behind it as she enters, keen to avoid the scenario of anyone who might pass by in the hall noticing you dressed in nothing but rubber shorts. She looks excited to see you.

"I thought once you had been invited you didn't need to ask again?" you ask as you raise your eyebrow.

"No, I was just being polite. I'm a vampire, not a sociopath," she replies dryly.

You let out a chuckle as ...