Fluffys Seduction
By Barnabus
Revised:
x/xx/05
This is the
subject statement of
Fluffy the Vamp
Hunter vs. The
Order by
Orb.
Fluffy
is Orbs creation.
I picked up the concept of this story from his Fluffy stories
that are posted elsewhere on the
net. It is
Orbs
characters I am using (with his
permission). This story kinda
follows Orbs first Fluffy
story.
(M/F, Romance, First time, cons, seduction vampire slayer
theme.)
The characters in this story are
fictional. They are based on
the movie and TV series, Buffy, the Vampire
Slayer. Except for
the nameless narrator of the story, (who is my creation). I do not own any
of the Buffy characters, they're the property of someone else
(sorry, but I don't know companies name); I'm just borrowing them for a short
period of time. No copy write
violation is intended. For the
politically correct crowd, in this story, Fluffy is a 22-year-old college
student.
Feedback is welcome and accepted at
barnabus329@hotmail.com.
Mmmmm mmm!
I knew she was pretty. I had
seen that in her photograph. But
I never expected the visceral reaction that jolted me when I actually saw
her in person!
I played by the rules. I courted
my target with small gifts and flattering
prose. I took her out for dinner
(hamburgers at the campus greasy spoon).
I gave her a single flower I had picked from someones front
yard and a handful of candy kisses. All the things a romantic college student might
do. Our relationship hadnt
lasted long enough to require that I buy her clothes and
jewelry. But as we began to
bond, it was obvious that I would get what I wanted and my hunger for sex
would soon be satisfied. I am
not an unattractive man, after all. But apparently the after-shave I wore shortened what could
be an expensive and time-consuming process.
Two weeks and three dates later, we were in the back seat of my car, parked
on lovers lane, sipping a sweet tasting
wine. I knew by now she found
me somewhat like an Adonis. And
she wasnt that bad at all!
Our relationship had rapidly become
physical. My hands had thoroughly explored her breasts (through
her clothes) and my caresses through her skirt, had just brought her to a
climax. I noticed she was
considerably weaker as she came down from her
orgasm.
Seeking commitment from her, I asked her to return the
favor: I had given her an orgasm,
would she do the same for me? She
objected that she didnt know how, but with my encouragement, I guided
her hand to my crotch and led her through the
motions. She was ill at ease
and wasnt very good at it, and rather than waste too much energy, I
faked having an orgasm in my pants.
When I drove her home, I could tell that she was pleased thinking
that she had been able to give me a
climax. The attraction caused
by the pheromones was leading her to want to do more and more to please
me. I think she was beginning
to feel that she didnt want to lose
me.
Yes, everything was going according to plan!
This adventure had begun a little more than a month
before. I had been tossed out
of another school for my misbehavior (and it takes quite a bit of misbehavior
for a boy to get kicked out of a
college). This time, it happened
when I had dated the deans daughter and suddenly she was in the
family way. I was
a little older than most of the other college students, having spent a stint
in the military. Although I
looked young enough to be a regular college student, I had done some nasty
things for my country during my tour of
duty. When I mustered out at
the end of my enlistment, my values and attitudes were considerably more
callous than they had been a few years earlier.
I had decided to go back to college and had applied myself diligently to
my studies. Not the studies
you learned in class or from books!
Rather, I had become a master in the art of
seduction. Unfortunately, at
my prior college, I picked the wrong nymph to deflower and I hadnt
taken the proper precautions. And,
I had paid the consequences for my indiscretions!
After I had accepted the job, the Countess gave me a bottle of after-shave
lotion, and a box of special
condoms. They looked like that
were standard, off-the-shelf issue, but the Countess told me that the latex
tips had been replaced with a gauze-type material that would not block seminal
material. That way, if
Fluffy insists, you can use a condom, but it will offer no protection against
her impregnation. She
also gave me a tube of special lubricant, which she said would cause Fluffy
to ovulate, regardless where she is in her monthly
cycle. It seemed the Countess
was covering all of her bases.
(The Countess had advised me that at some point, Fluffy would notice a reduction
of her powers and would go to her advisors, specifically that old witch,
Glenda. And as soon as
Glenda found out Fluffy had a relationship with me, she would warn Fluffy
that physical intimacy with a man will temporarily take away her powers,
but Fluffy will be able to recover. Undoubtedly, Glenda would further warn Fluffy that to
continue to see me was courting even more physical intimacy with the potential
of permanent loss of powers if Fluffy got
pregnant. Fluffy had already
experienced a noticeable loss of power from her activity in the back seat
of my car, so she was trying to break off with me.)
I assured Fluffy that I understood, and although I was disappointed, I promised
to honor her wishes. It was
the first of many lies I would be telling Fluffy
tonight. I invited her to have
some ice cream so she could explain to me and we could talk it
over. Then I would drive
her home and we would say goodbye.
She was reluctant, but even now the after-shave lotion seemed to still be
working. She
accepted.
As we ate ice cream, she began to speak honestly and frankly with
me. Fluffy told me that she was a vampire
hunter. Her calling
in life was to kill
vampires. She described
what she did, and some of the battles she had
fought. And she described some
of the violence that had been heaped upon her by her
enemies. Her abilities
to do this work had something to do with genetics, but the main source of
her strength came from keeping herself pure.
I couldnt resist the temptation of playing mind games with
her. Dont you think
the way we feel about each other is pure? I asked, trying to look very
hurt.
Apologetically, she concluded, It would probably also cost me my
life. I have made enough enemies in the occult world that if
they knew I had lost my powers, they would probably come after me and kill
me. Or worse!
Fluffy was talking like a small child reluctantly revealing her deepest,
darkest secrets. Her eyes meeting
mine held an expression like that of a schoolgirl pleading her case before
a teacher. Those
eyes! They were two blue pools
of innocence and helplessness as they gazed into mine.
If we continued seeing each other, we . . . she stumbled over
the words, . . . might become more . . .
intimate. And that might lead
to . . . she whispered the word, . . .
sex. And I cant
have sex with you, even though I might want to, Fluffy concluded with
a pleading voice. I must
maintain my honor, she explained, hoping Id understand her and
forgive her. And let her keep
her virginity.
As absurd as this was, strangely, Fluffys explanation corresponded
with what the Countess had said.
Of course, who believes in vampires or
demons? I certainly
didnt! So her entire premise
was obviously flawed. But her
detailed descriptions of what she did, and of the violence involved, especially
the violence carry out upon her, was most
convincing. Finally, I decided
that she was probably as kooky as the
Countess. But the Countess had
a very large checkbook, which inclined me to side with her.
I never asked you for sex, I began, my voice dripping with
sincerity. And I would never want to do anything that might
harm you! My feelings for you
are pure! And I hope your feelings
for me are pure, too!
(Sure! Pure!
Thats why I had felt her up every way from Sunday and she had
given me a hand job! Pure as
the driven snow. Just so long
as I can get into her pants and fuck her silly!)
I excused myself and went to the mens room, where I liberally sloshed
on the aftershave lotion. It
had almost no scent to me, but I had seen the way it affected
her! And just to cover my bases, I also rubbed a little on
my penis on the likelihood that the evening would progress the way I
wanted. Regardless of her resolve,
the aftershave still worked and soon, we were holding hands as she recapped
to me why we couldnt see each other any more.
Once back in my car, I took out the square bottle of wine and glass from
the back seat, and poured.
I really dont want to drink, she whispered, trying
to refuse the glass.
Theres just a small amount left in the bottle, I
replied. I bought it for us, and without you, I wont drink
it, I replied. You
seem to enjoy it, so why dont you finish it
off? Against her better
judgment, she sipped the wine. The
after-shave clearly was having its effect on her, and combined with the wine,
I could almost sense the heat growing in
her. She leaned against my side
and put her head on my shoulder.
Instead of driving her home, I turned off onto a secluded side road and into
a grove of trees.
I have to go home . .
. ., she whispered as she raised her face to
me. My lips met hers, and although
she repeated several times that I had to take her home, she made no move
to leave my embrace. I caressed
her unresisting breasts through her blouse, and soon reached for the top
button, but somehow, I couldnt open it.
<We have a problem.> The Countess
said. <That witch,
Glenda, cast a protection spell.
Her clothing is enchanted.
You wont be able to remove
it. Dont even
try!">
Cast a spell? What kind of nonsense
is this? I dont believe
in magic or spells. Still, I
couldnt unbutton Fluffys blouse.
<"No problem,> I though trying to transmit back to the
Countess. <With
the combination of after-shave and wine, I'll bet shes just itching
to get plugged. She will drop her panties as soon as I ask her
to."
Apparently, the Countess heard my
message.
<Continue. But
be careful.>
I continued making out with Fluffy, allowing my hands to roam, but making
no effort to remove any of her clothing.
I poured the remainder of wine and suggested that we move to the back
seat. She gulped down the wine, repeated her objection that
she had to go home.
But she moved to the back seat, murmuring, What are you doing to me?
Little did she know!
Her face was the picture of innocence!
Innocence and expectation!
Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes
nervous. I took her in my arms
and her lips met mine. Soon,
my hand had slipped beneath her skirt, and she moaned as I caressed her mons,
stroking her lightly through her
panties. She whimpered, and
her accommodating knees separated in response to my caress, and she pressed
her crotch firmly against my hand.
I whispered in her ear, Its hot in
here. No one is anywhere
around. Unbutton your blouse!
She looked at me nervously and asked, are you sure were alone
. . .? I nodded, and then
to my surprise, she did. Her bra fastened in front, and she unclasped that,
too. Had she planned for this
to happen? Her breasts, which
had looked so abundant in her sweater, were surprisingly small with soft
puffy nipples. But she was very
well formed, even shapely.
Immediately, I kissed them and began sucking on
one. Her head began rolling
and her back arched, pressing her breast toward the source of its
stimulation. Her nipple grew
harder and larger, seeming to protrude deeper into my mouth as I
sucked. All the while I continued
stroking her mons. After a few
minutes, I released her nipples and gazed into her lust-hazy
eyes. My hand found the edges
of her panties.
Gazing, eye-to-eye, I slipped my fingers beneath the edges of her panties
and pulled the stretchy cotton fabric to the
side. Her slender body tensed
when the open air met her overheated loins, then she gasped as I caressed
her crotch. She was
skittish! Fear surged up in
her eyes and she was ready to bolt.
I love you, Fluffy! I whispered, the words surprising and disarming
her. This was the first time either of us had used the
L word, and it startled her so much, it even distracted her from
my touch. She had felt attracted
to me ever since she inhaled the first breath of
aftershave. And the attraction
was growing into love, or what she thought was love, with each sip of wine.
Fluffy had no idea of the danger these words of love posed to
her.
She didnt know what to do!
All of her training plus years of typical moralistic middleclass
indoctrination told her to escape my
touches! But I had said I loved
her. Every girl craves
love! Her hormones were telling
her that she was in love. And
in her lack of experience with boys, Fluffy had never learned that a devious
man would say whatever he has to say to get a girl into
bed!
I kissed her again and she eagerly kissed me
back. Her crotch wiggled frantically
under my manipulation and she lurched when I carefully made first contact
with her swollen clit. Her hand
flew down to grab my hand at the same time my tongue slipped between her
lips, and although she was afraid of what was happening, she was unwilling
and unable to do anything to change it.
I wanted her pleasure to slowly build, to become stronger with each passing
moment; to gradually increase until, finally, it could no longer be
resisted. With my thumb, I pulled the flesh of her pubes tight and
my fingers felt her rock-hard, throbbing clit stand out from its protective
hood! Gazing into her eyes with extreme devotion, I traced little
circles around the erect, stiff clit with one
finger. Not touching it, just barely grazing the area around
it. Fluffy gasped, again inhaling
a lungful of pheromones, and she let out a long wail, her hand falling to
the side. I was amazed at the
sensuality that was surfacing in this meek girl, this girl who was so
inexperienced with men. She
began to moan erotically, as her hips began to pump towards the fingers that
were stimulating her. She knew
something big was coming and her mind was torn between wanting the orgasm
that loomed before her like an onrushing freight train, and fearing
it!
I progressed as slowly as I could, but still, it was an orgasm to end all
orgasms, almost shutting down Fluffys rational
mind. She let out a scream of
the damned!
I watched in awe! Never have
I seen or heard anyone cum this hard! The climax was too powerful to
contemplate. It ripped through Fluffy as she shrieked beneath my
fingers! Whatever else happens
to her, Fluffy had experienced a better orgasm than most women experience
in a lifetime! Never before
have I seen a lovelier sight!
I watched Fluffy struggle and heave as the raw power of the orgasm tore through
her!
I felt the Countess in my head again, almost like picking up a
telephone. But she remained silent for the time being.
The moment dragged on for an eternity and finally the young blonde collapsed.
Her lungs drawing in great gulps of air and letting them out in ragged
sobs. I have to
go home . . . . she whispered
afraid to raise her eyes and look at me.
Of course, Ill take you home, I promised again.
That got the Countess attention.
But, I continued, . . . you have no idea of the effect
seeing you like this has on me!
Has on you?
Oh, yes! It is a joy for
me to give you pleasure! You
cannot imagine how much I enjoyed seeing you
climax! It really got me
hot! I hesitated, trying
to sound unpretentious. Do
you want to leave me unsatisfied?
Unsatisfied? I had
to remind myself that she was a virgin, and didnt have the slightest
idea what I was talking about.
Then, an inkling flashed into her head.
I cant have sex with you! she burst out in a fearful
voice.
I know, and I admire you for saving
yourself! I respect your virginity
and want to honor your wish to keep
it. She gave a relieved sigh at my words.
She raised her eyes to mine and asked, Then what . .
.?
I raised my eyebrows and looked down at the crotch of my pants.
Oooohhhh! she gasped seeing the bulge
there. She still wasnt
sure what I was asking her to do, but she suspected that I wanted her to
. . . do something . . . to my . . . male organ.
Maybe the same thing she had done last night . . .
The Countess spoke in almost a whisper.
<That was a great orgasm you gave
her! Really
impressive! Now get down to
business and screw her!
Dont waist your spunk on a hand
job!>
< Shes going to blow
me. You wanted her to feel
humiliation when I was finished with
her. This is part of the
process!>
<I dont care about humiliating
her! I want her pregnant!
> It felt like the Countess
was going to blow a gasket.
<First one, then the other!
No dont get your drawers bunched
up!>
<???> I guess she
hadnt heard that expression before.
Fluffy looked up at me and I could almost see the wheels turning in her
head. Physical intimacy with
me had already taken away most of her
powers! But she would recover
as long as she didnt get pregnant.
Besides, we had already shared intimacy when I had taken her to the
staggering orgasm she had just
experienced! Fluffy had heard
about orgasms, but never imagined that she would experience anything like
what she had felt. If everyone
had orgasms like this, she thought, it is surprising that anyone ever gets
out of bed! She
knew that what had just happened had probably drained most, if not all, of
her remaining powers
Her eyes dropped again to the bulge in my wash
pants. She reached out with
a small trembling hand and began to stroke me again through my
pants. I took her hand, stopping
her, and she looked up at me with a puzzled
expression. . . . .uuuuhhhh . . .
. she
stammered. . . .
.What do you want me to do?
I unzipped my pants and enjoyed the expression on her face as her virgin
eyes came face to face with the one eyed
snake. This may have been
the first time she had ever seen an erect
male. And like very virgin, she was awed by its size, thinking
it was much too big! Or, at
least, much to big . . . to fit . . . inside of . . . her . .
.! She stared at the hard, thick
instrument that was poised in front of
her. I took her head in my hands
and drew her toward me.
She faltered. Last night, she
had enjoyed bring me to climax with her
hand. But I was upping the ante
considerably. Still, I had given
her a tremendous orgasm. Although
hesitant, there was no reason why she couldnt satisfy me the way I
was asking. And she couldnt
get pregnant from oral sex!
She began trembling as her mouth was drawn closer to my
cock. Her frightened eyes begged
me to grant her mercy. In return,
she found my eyes entreating her to
continue. She looked down again,
but she was too close to focus. I
nuzzled her lips. And the
weakened heroine let her jaw drop and I slid between her lips, entering
her mouth. It was a beautiful
sight watching the slender blonde wrapping her lips around
me. I had no idea if the aftershave
I had put on my penis would still had any effect after the passage of
time. Likewise, I didnt
know if getting some in her mouth would do
anything.
Pulling her head toward me, I began
pumping. It didnt take
long for her to learn the basics.
But she wasnt very good at that,
either. But I encouraged her,
telling her how good it was, that it felt
great. I told her that she had
great natural talent, and that she was doing a fantastic
job! Soon, she began sucking
and bobbing her head up and down.
I dont know if it was the result of the aftershave or if she
was simply putting her heart into it.
I was really turned on, having seen her climax like a volcano, accordingly,
even with her lack of skill, I soon felt my own climax
approaching. She felt me starting
to twitch in her mouth and growing
larger. As my breath became
ragged, she realized I was about to cum, so she tried to pull back, but I
held her head in place, pressing deeper into her mouth and
throat. Wide eyed, she felt
me spurt into her unprepared throat.
She started choking, so I let go of her and she pulled her head back,
receiving a second blast splattered across her face and into one
eye. Fluffy tried to yell, but
couldn't. Her mouth was filled
with a thick, glue-like cum. She
could only make muffled noises as she tried to wipe the cum from her
face. She had no idea what to
do with the cum in her mouth: to swallow, or to spit it
out. Somehow she felt that spitting
it out would be a rejection of me, and she didnt want to do
that. Still, she felt betrayed
and violated, and tried to pull away from me, but I drew her to me, holding
her close and whispering how good she was and how much it meant to me that
she was willing to do this for me. I continued speaking to her in soothing,
encouraging words and tones. Since
I was holding her close, there was no way she could spit it out, and I fell
her laborious efforts as she swallowed with great effort, started to gag,
then swallowed again, ingesting my
semen. It was difficult for
her, but her girlfriends had told her that boys liked it when girls
swallowed. And deep down, Fluffy
wanted.
Having a man cum in her mouth was a new experience for Fluffy, and not a
pleasant one! In fact, she hated
it! She hated the
taste! She hated the
consistency! And she hated
swallowing! But my on-going
reassurances were having their effect!
She believed me when I told her how good she had
been! And she accepted that
it meant a great deal to me that she was willing to pleasure me this
way. And oral sex would be a way she could please me with out
actual risk of pregnancy. I
continued thanking her for taking care of me and for showing
how much she loved me, and Fluffy briefly wondered if she would be
willing to do it again if I asked.
After all, it gave pleasure to me, even if she didnt enjoy
it. And she remembered some
of her girlfriends mentioning that they had come to actually enjoy giving
head to their boyfriends!
Reassuring her and cuddling her in my arms, I could feel how much weaker
she was now than she had been earlier.
I thought, "If your purity is the source of your power, then thats
why you're not so tough after you've had your face fucked."
Soon, she relaxed in my arms, my reassurances taking their
effect. Once again, she whispered,
I have to go home . . . .
Then holding me closer to her, she repeated, I have to go and
wait till my strength returns."
I understand, I whispered sympathetically into her ear, and I
slipped my hand inside her unbuttoned blouse.
She inhaled deeply (and received another dose of the aftershave) and moaned
as she collapsed back against the car
seat. She was limp as I kissed
her breasts and caressed them. She
looked at me with slightly parted lips, her eyes hooded, fresh cum still
on her face and lips. I pushed
her blouse and bra to the side and her eyes dropped to watch as my kisses
worked their way downward. As
I admired her nude torso, she saw the craving in my
eyes. My kisses stroked her stomach, moving
downward. Her breaths started
to come quicker as I lifted the hem of her
skirt. Her heart was fluttering
as once again as I pulled the fabric of her panties aside again, and moving
my head further downward to kiss her
mons. She shivered, accepting my kisses until she realized what
I was about to do. True to her
expectations, I began nibbling at her mons.
No, dont! she pleaded as I repositioned myself between
her thighs. Ive never . . . done . . . that . . . I .
. . dont . . .
The sexually devastated girl became progressively more distracted
as I gave a series of short licks along her
slit. I spread her lips with
my fingers and ran my tongue along her vaginal opening eliciting gasps and
incoherent babbling from her. Her
hands grasped my hair as she desperately tried to pull my head away from
her private area. I looked up
to make eye contact just as I enveloped her clitoris in my mouth and began
sucking. Fluffys back
arched and her face turned bright crimson as waves of guilty pleasure flowed
through her.
She was gasping for breath as I paused long enough to offer to take her to
my house. But she refused
again. Somewhere in her brain,
she was still trying to protect her honor.
Again, I traced little circles around her pleasure button with my finger,
not touching it at first, but occasionally punctuating the activity with
flicks of my tongue on her clit and an occasional tickling her vaginal entrance
with my finger. She was breathing even faster as I began stroking her clit
with a soft, gentle finger. She
tried to reach down to dislodge the digit, but she
couldnt. She tried to
push me away, but her strength almost non-existent due to her recent orgasm
and the oral sex she had given me.
I lingered, hovering over her pubes, persistently and persuasively
tormenting her sex with my fingers and tongue.
She let out a long wail as another
orgasm came. Her previous orgasm
had been a mind shattering experience, and she knew that this was going to
be even greater. Her head was
thrashing from side to side, emotions mixed between wanting another climax
and fearing where it would lead the two of us.
"Ooooo! Ooooo! Oh, God! Oh, God!!!" she screamed, and I received a massive
dose of female ejaculation. Her
juices came gushing out of her as she came hard and
long. My screaming partners
climax was incredible! She
struggled and heaved as the raw energy of the orgasm tore through her nubile
body!
It had to be the aftershave and wine combination, I
concluded. I may be good,
but nobodys that good!
The moment dragged on for an eternity and finally the young, blonde heroine
collapsed, shattered. Her lungs drawing in great gulps of air and letting
them out in ragged sobs.
And I resumed circling and flicking her clit with my finger and
tongue.
"Oh no! Not again!" she
whimpered. I cant
. . . please . . . not again!
<What are you
doing?> came the
puzzled voice of the Countess.
<Do you have any idea how sensitive she will be after an
orgasm like that? Why arent
you stopping?>
I didnt bother answering. I
could sense the combination of pleasure and torture emanating from this
bimbos body as her passions began rising once again, her hips pumping,
her raw voice becoming a shrill scream as whatever part of her mind that
was functioning realized that I was not letting up!
I kept Fluffys throbbing and ridiculously sensitive clit exposed and
continued to tease and touch it relentlessly, occasionally drawing it into
my mouth to suck on it. She
thrashed beneath me, her body detonating with orgasmic delight, the lust
bursting within her. Fluffys screams became soundless as she convulsed,
every nerve seeming to generate its own orgasm that ripped her mind from
her, multiple orgasms pounded through her like the surf in a
hurricane! She remained tensed
to the maximum, as her eyes slowly fluttered and rolled into the back of
her head until she crashed into oblivion in the back seat of my car,
unconscious! She continued twitching
and jerking as the aftershocks rolled through her body!
Smiling, I looked down at my vanquished preys comatose form sprawled
on the car seat, her face covered with drying cum, her breasts exposed, her
skirt hiked up around her waist, panties soaked, exhausted, stimulated, used,
and out
cold.
Fluffy was still limp when I pulled my car up in front of my
house. Carefully, I lifted her
from the back seat and carried her directly to my
bedroom. Pushing the covers
to the side, I gently lay her on my bed.
She looked like an angel, lying there, her hair spread around her
face like a delicate halo, her blouse and bra still
open. Her skirt was still bunched
up at her hips, her panties plainly visible.
Fluffy was still a virgin! I
had confirmed that for myself earlier
tonight. And like every virgin,
she still looked hot and irresistible.
I spread her blouse and bra to the side and admired her nude torso,
appreciatively. She was in my
bed. But I hadnt earned
my commission on this one yet!
<Dont try to take them
off!>
Damn! Was the Countess
going to be looking over my shoulder every step of the
way? <Her clothing
is still protected by that witchs protection
spell. Don't try to remove
it.">
I found myself muttering to myself at the Countess constant
intrusions. As might be expected,
the Countess gave some more unsolicited
advice. <Go ahead
and screw her! Fuck her now,
before she wakes up and decides to go home, leaving you high and
dry!>
I still lusted for this kid, so there was a certain temptation to follow
the Countess suggestion.
Maybe Im old fashioned, but I wanted her conscious and cooperative
when I took her.
<Countess,> I answered, <you hired me
to do a job. Ill do it
my way. Now get out of my
face!>
I heard the Countess grumble.
<Go ahead! But
youd better not mess up!>
But still, he smelled so good! And
she wanted to be with him.
Fluffys hormones were
raging. She had never felt this
way about any boy , . . . about any man
before! She was gloriously in
love and she knew it! She took
a deep breath and knew in her heart that she wanted to make love with this
man! It never occurred to her to ask how he knew the effect
pregnancy would have on her powers.
* * * * * * * *
Fluffys emotions were in turmoil.
She was thinking about everything that had happened this night, everything
they had done together. Was she in love?
Or was it just super hormones?
Had all her climaxes rattled her brain, she wondered, or was I simply
introducing her to her full sexual
potential? It was all happening
so quickly. She wanted to go
home and rest! To regain her strength!
She wanted to have enough time to think straight!
* * * * * * * *
I moved upward and over her. Her
eyes never left mine. As I nestled
myself between her lips, fear entered her eyes again and heard a rapid intake
of breath, as her muscles tightened,
defensively. The lust I had
felt for this girl ever since I first saw her lifted its ferocious
head. One quick thrust. . .
it was all I could do to hold back!
The seconds ticked by and her anticipation
grew. Finally, I felt her raise
her hips, drawing my penis deeper into her
infinitesimally. She gasped
and tightened at the increase in
penetration. I looked down at
that angelic face gazing up at me.
Slowly and gently, I pressed into her.
She was smooth and warm!
Her eyes were still locked on mine, but they squinted as I pressed
against her beautiful hymen, bending it inward.
The state of heightened sensitivity I had carefully created was taking its
toll on her, overwhelming her. Her
panting changed to grunts with each thrust I
made. Her curves meshed perfectly
into my body. Quickly, I was
moving toward my own orgasm, when I heard that annoying voice again.
Even though Fluffy had already orgasmed several times that evening, her erotic
convulsions went on and on.
Finally, the climax passed and both of us lay panting in each
others arms. Our pounding
hearts began to slow, and eventually her vagina relaxed around my
manhood. I lay motionless, still
inside of her. It was
a perfect fit!
< She keeps saying she wants to go home.> I
responded.
<Im not sure how much longer I can keep her
here.>
I could actually feel the smile in the Countess
voice. < Use your
imagination! Im sure you
can find some way to distract her and to keep her
there!>
Although I was softening, I stayed in Fluffy as long as possible, enjoying
the after-spasms of her climax.
She raised her hand before her face, her eyes widening in recognition.
Theres
blood.
Weve made love:
were lovers.
Were lovers now, Fluffy, I whispered against her
cheek. There is no need to hide from me any
more. I captured her chin
in one hand, raising her face until she looked at me. Naked
is the natural state when a couple is making love, I reassured
her. Again, I kissed her lightly,
rolling her nipple once more. Take off your blouse and bra.
Her eyes, never leaving mine, she unbuttoned and unzipped her
skirt. Her thumbs slid under
the waistband of her skirt, pulling it
downward. She had to move away
from me to remove it. Once her
skirt was gone, she kicked off her shoes and peeled off her
socks. There was desire in her
eyes. She was no longer hiding
from me.
<A sperm has found her egg and penetrated
it! Were almost
there! Now, all thats
left is for that fertilized egg embed itself within her
uterus! Then I think the term
is preggers!>
But, also, I was growing quite fond of this little
pet. She fucked like a
minx! She was like the proverbial
virgin who goes man crazy once shes met the
cock! Maybe Ill keep her
around after Ive completed the Countess
assignment. I was enjoying this
dim-witted blond, who was thinking with her hormones, not her
head. She would be a marvelous
sexual plaything, and I
would like nothing more than to keep on banging her, pregnant or not!
After she got some rest, Fluffy decided, she would tell Glenda she was quitting
as a hunter. She had found something
better to do with her life.
She was lovingly running her hands over my shoulders, back, down to my hips,
caressing me, petting me, loving me!
<So . . . ?>
Suddenly the door burst open and the Countess barged in with four men who
could only be described as thugs.
Youre mine, Fluffy! the Countess crowed, ignoring me
completely. Youre
pregnant and your powers are gone forever!
Both of us were astounded at this sudden intrusion.
Thats impossible! Fluffy said trying to push me from her.
Suddenly, I was grabbed by two thugs and pulled off of Fluffy and dragged
to the other side of the room. The
other two thugs grabbed Fluffy and dragged her to her feet holding her before
the Countess. We were both
buck-naked, and I had a used condom still dangling from my
penis. Fluffy tried to resist
the two thugs holding her, but she had no strength, and was totally exhausted
from our ongoing sexual activity.
Although she had just received a shot of adrenalin, she couldnt
summon up enough power to do anything other than some ineffectual tugging
of her arms. It was like being drugged. She couldn't feel her powers
at all.
"You're pregnant, Fluffy! We
did it! You will never be a
threat to any of us again!"
I cant be pregnant! Fluffy
objected. Its not
the right time of the month. And
we used a condom! Fluffy
gave me an imploring look seeking
confirmation. Didnt
we? I could only answer
with a chagrinned shrug. And
slowly in dawned on Fluffy that maybe our sex had not been the safe
sex she had thought.
But still, Fluffy didnt know how it was possible for her to be pregnant,
but somehow she suspected that the scummy creature confronting her might
have somehow succeeded, reducing her to nothing! If she were
pregnant, she would never again be able to battle the forces of evil as a
hunter. And if she was pregnant
and a captive of the Countess, Fluffy knew that whatever was ahead of her
wouldnt be pleasant! The
Countess would never even consider giving Fluffy a quick
death. That was not the way
she treated her enemies. Fluffy
feared that if she lived, her life would be to provide continuous entertainment
to the Countess, who was extremely gifted in finding new and exotic ways
to torment her prey. Maybe Fluffy
would be a demons fuck toy.
Or maybe a punching bag.
Her emotions sank to the floor. Fluffy was defeated. Banished
from the field forever. The two thugs held her arms pinned to her
side. Fluffy didn't have the
will to fight them.
The Countess laughed out loud and replied, You have been my greatest
foe! Now, I have defeated you in the most humiliating way
imaginable! Weve fucked
your power out of you! The
Countess burst out with demonic laughter as she continued to
gloat.
Dumbfounded, I stood watching at this maniacal display from this
madwoman. She sounded absolutely
crazy. Maybe what Fluffy had
said was true. Fluffy was obviously
without any particular power of any
kind. And from the way the Countess
was acting, possibly the Countess was one of the enemies that Fluffy had
described who simply wanted Fluffy de-powered so she could . . .
The Countess moved up to Fluffy, who was still
naked. To my astonishment, the
Countess slid a finger between Fluffys legs and into
her. Fluffy cringed and tried
to pull away, crying, Dont do that!
The Countess, stroked Fluffys face with her free hand and smiled at
the girl.
Whats wrong? the Countess
asked. Why are you
upset? After all, its
not as if youre a virgin . .
. Fluffy
blushed. Even in defeat, her
blushes were entrancing.
"Far from it..." the Countess added with sarcasm. (Fluffy had reddened at
that cruel barb but she knew the words to be all too true.)
The Countess withdrew her finger from Fluffys vagina and lifted it
to smell it and taste it. Then
she wiped the fingers over Fluffys
lips. As Fluffy turned
her face away in contempt, the Countess dropped her hand to pat Fluffys
flat abdomen. You lose!
The Countess smirked! "What
a fitting end for you. All these
years, you've tried to put a stake in me, but it looks like you just got
your pussy staked! Now, you're
weak! And your snatch is filled with
cum. This is what happens to little sluts who think they can
defeat me."
Thats enough! I shouted, pulling against the two thugs
who were holding me. You
wanted her pregnant and humiliated!
Youve got that! There
is no need to abuse her like that!
Enough is enough!
The look on Fluffys face broke my
heart. My words had shattered
her dreams. I could see her
spirit and soul dying as she heard my words and realized their import.
The Countess gave me a withering glare, then turned her attention back to
Fluffy.
It would be a pleasure to kill you now and be rid of you forever!
the Countess said, brandishing her flashing canines that somehow I had never
seen before. Then, pretending
to contemplate, the Countess continued, Or, I could convert you . .
.
Fluffy blanched at this suggestion.
But I think Im going to keep you around for a while, exactly
as you are! the Countess
concluded. I have a lot
of . . . friends . . . who have a score to settle with
you. Yes, I think we can have
some fun with you! Indeed, you will provide us with amusement for
quite a while!
The Countess stepped up to Fluffy until there were only inches between
them. The Countess hand flashed out, grabbing Fluffys
crotch, brutally shoving two fingers into the hunters
vagina. And if you think
youre sore now, the Countess snarled in Fluffys face viciously
shove her fingers deeper into Fluffy, youll be fucked until your
bleeding twat is raw as hamburger!
Oh, we wont fuck you to death, Ill be sure of
that. But you will find
out what sore really is!
Again, withdrawing, the Countess wiped her moist fingers over Fluffys
face. Vampires have certain characteristics, some of which
you know and some of which you
dont. For
example: many vampires are incapable
of obtaining an erection . . .
Fluffy already knew that, . . . and some are able to . . . shall
we say . . . function normally with mortal
women. Again, Fluffy knew
that.
But did you know that some vampires can obtain and sustain an erection,
but are unable to achieve orgasm?
Fluffy didnt know
that. The Countess continued,
That means, of course, that they can . . . service a woman . . .
continually, never needing to stop and rest, never achieving orgasm, simply
. . . continuing . . . The
ramifications were not lost on Fluffy.
Again, the Countess shoved a finger into Fluffy.
Indeed, the Countess concluded, I think youll
really learn what it means to be sore!
Fluffy lurched, pull an arm free and struck the Countess in the
chest. Normally, her fist would
send opponents flying across a room, but the Countess stepped back, withdrawing
her finger from Fluffy. The
Countess laughed! "Did you enjoy
that? the Countess gloated.
Youll never be able to hit anyone harder than that ever
again! Your purity has been
the source of your power. You're not so tough now that your purity has been fucked
out of you and theres a baby in your snatch!
An ugly smile crossed the Countess
face. Ah, yes, the
baby! That baby will provide
us with even more fun! Well
have to be sure that nothing bad happens to the baby . . . at least not before
hes born!
Hes born? Its a boy!
Im going to have a son!
Too bad its a boy, the Countess sounded
regretful. If it was a
girl, we could have so much more fun, abusing
her. But with a boy . . .
. The Countess took a
deep breath.
Still, it will be a pleasure fucking you as your belly grows, as
your breasts fill with milk. Yes,
I will enjoy watching you being raped throughtout your
pgrgnancy! But, of course,
well take the baby from you as soon as hes
born!
I guess well
have to just raise him and teach him about
us. Then when hes 18 or
so, hopefully he will be as sexy as both his father and mother
are! Again, the Countess
moved close to Fluffy, almost nose to
nose. The Countess whispered
to her captive: Then well convert him, and we can use him as
a prize stud for hundreds of years!
Well carefully train him so hell be able to seduce even
the most discriminating of women.
I broke away from the mugs that had been holding me and threw myself between
Fluffy and the Countess.
Stop this! I shouted.
Nobody said anything about killing her. Or torturing
her. Or abusing her
baby. Hes my child,
too. You just said I had to
knock her up. Ive done
that. Now let her
go!
Go away, little boy, the Countess said, impatiently dismissed
me with a gesture.
Youve served your
purpose. Now let us get on with
ours
I wont go away! I shouted, pushing the Countess away from
Fluffy. I like her and want to keep
her! Let her
go!
The two thugs had caught up with me and started to drag me away, but the
Countess held up a hand. They
released me, backing away. She
smiled at me. Oh,
my! Arent we macho
today? Or is it
buff? I can never
remember. All right, if you
insist on trying to interfere with us, well have to accommodate
you! Are you ready?
Fluffys voice cried out behind me.
Stop, Countess!
Let him go! He cant
harm you!
I didnt know if Fluffy realize that I had been the Countess pawn,
and that my actions had been dictated by the Countess checkbook rather
than my natural affection for Fluffy.
In any case, I wasnt sure what the Countess had in mind, but I nodded,
ready to draw upon the nasty skills I had learned in the military to fight
the Countess and her four thugs if necessary.
Dont do it! Fluffy screamed behind
me. Her voice was almost
hysterical.
With a smile on her face and narrowed eyes, the Countess lifted her hand
with a finger pointed upward.
Dont!
Slowly, even melodramatically, the Countess lowered her hand toward me until
her finger poi
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