"What do you mean I am a vampire like you?" I looked at Kaleb blankly.
"I drank your blood and transferred the vampirism via my saliva through the wound into your body. You can't compare it to an infectious disease. It's rather like an infectious mutation. Just one day and you are no longer a human being. Invulnerable, immortal, superhuman strong, forever young. What more do you want? "
"For example, be asked beforehand if I want that at all?" I snapped angrily.
"I admit I'm self-centered! I didn't want to be alone anymore! And it was a great luck that I found you! You are mine!"
"How am I supposed to understand that? I'm yours?"
"It's strange, but there are apparently magically cemented vampiric laws! The vampire who transforms you is your master. He is obliged to take good care of you, to teach you everything, but for that you are his property, his slave. You have to stay with him for fifty years. Only after that are you free to get your own serf, only if you wish so."
"What are those degrading rules good for? What if I just run away?" I hurled provocatively and defiantly at him.
"Then you suffer pain worse than a junkie's withdrawal symptoms and maybe forever. You wouldn't survive long without blood anyway and you'd be fair game for any other vampire. You mustn't misunderstand being a slave. You won't have to do any arduous physical work, going to be punished or humiliated. See it as if you were forcibly my protΓ©gΓ©. I just want a companion and sexual favours. And you love sex." He smiled dirty.
"Great!" I cried, little enthusiastically.
"As a fresh born vampire you are also very receptive to the suggestion of my voice and eyes. I want you to come to me and give me head. I need that more than anything else!" he groaned.
To my horror, I noticed how I got up against my will and how I went to him watching myself as from afar. Not that I had objections against fellatio, but I wasn't comfortable with the thought of not being able to control my own will.
He jumped up, took off his pants and then sat down again. He opened his legs so that I could kneel comfortably between his thighs. First I kissed the already damp tip and licked the fluid off it, then I pushed inch by inch of his really gargantuan and extensive dagger between my somewhat brittle lips into my mouth until he completely filled me out and up. Yes, the flavour turned me on this time also. My own cock started to salute, which was hard to miss because of my nudity.
Kaleb finally awakened to a full, huge, pulsating life in me. My cheeks bulged and I sucked with great devotion. I licked his head, let my tongue circle over its opening and worked the whole body of this lively, smooth, silken friend to the base. With a nimble, hard tongue.
Kaleb put pressure on my head to signal me to thrust him deeper down my throat. I breathed deeply through my nose to give the nausea no chance. I felt very full, unfamiliar, not 100 percent pleasant, but awesome. He grabbed my free hand and indicated that I should massage his testicles. I did that too. And that was a great haptic experience. I enjoyed his heat, in every sense.
Saliva ran down my lips and chin, more and more, I was drooling a river. I sucked and sucked until I thought I would get a jaw lock. Before it came to this, however, he shot his whipped cream into my willingly receiving oral grotto and I was more than happy to swallow this wonderful liquid, which now flowed in a rougher amount than the last time.
He pulled his limp love stick out of my penetrated mouth, his covered all over with my spittle, while I breathed eagerly through my mouth and wiped the spit and semen off my lips and chin.
"We are not over yet, my slave!" Kaleb grinned maliciously.
"I would still like to drill my spear into your lovely behind! The good thing about being a vampire is that we are immune to all human pathogens. We do not need condoms and I can cum in you! You want that anyway, right? That's what you're desire. So put yourself on the bed, nice on your stomach like a good guy should behave!"
I was amazed to see his banger going stiff again and straighten up. He was only now seeing my gradually aching erection. My balls seemed to burst any minute. He touched them first.