1. February Sucked. Twice


    Date: 8/27/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byMattblackUK, Source: Literotica 

    ... drink and then when you fell unconscious due to the drug that Linda slipped into your drink, Linda opened your front door and let me in."

"Why the fuck are you here? Why can't I move? Am I drugged?"

Jim chuckled again. But it was then that Marc realised there was nothing humorous in his chuckle. In fact, it was downright menacing. "Oh, you are not drugged. You are, however, immobilized using the ancient Japanese method of restraint with ropes known as Shibari. It's amazing what knowledge one can pick up whilst one has a great deal of time on one's hands."

"You are fucking lunatics! Let me go or I'll make sure you are both jammed in jail! And what about your two precious brats that Linda told me about when I was dancing with her last night?"

It was Linda's turn to speak. "Oh. You mean dear little Emma and handsome young Tommy?" her voice sounded mocking and derisive, which frightened Marc even more.

"Yeah, Emma and Tommy? Your two children?"

Linda giggled. It was an unhinged and unpleasant sound that seemed to Marc to have come from a place he would rather never visit if at all humanly possible.

"Oh, they don't exist. They were just a part of my line of patter to lull you into a false ...
    ... sense of security."

"What the fuck? Why are you here? Look, I'm rich. Stinking, filthy rich! I can give you anything you want. Anything! Just name your price!"

"Oh, you do have something we want, Jim said, "but we don't want your money. You see, Marc, we are already far, far richer than you are or could ever hope to be.

"But you see Marc, Linda and I are vampires. We are two of the undead. We became vampires when we first married. An elderly neighbor seduced us into becoming vampires."

"Will I become a vampire, too?" Marc cried out. He sounded frightened.

"Hell no!" Linda snapped. "Even the undead have standards. I can't think of anything worse than having an undead version of Marc LaValliere running or flying round the world, turning dozens of unsuspecting wives into his vampire floozies!"

"No, Marc," interjected Jim. "We're just going to drain your blood. You'll feed us for many, many months, so thank you for that."

Poor Marc. He tried to scream, but Linda (or was it Jim?) had then gagged him with some thick rope. The last thing he heard before he fainted as he felt a sharp bite on his neck, was Jim saying: "Ladies first, Linda. You can have first bite of this particular delicious cherry!"
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