I lay in the darkness, naked and trapped to the cold and dusty earth by the supernatural net of blue light, for what seemed like only half the night. My thoughts were only of escape, but also of how I had been betrayed by my girl. I couldn't fathom it, how I had not seen the situation back in Persepolis. But now it was making sense. I had unwittingly foiled an attempt by this mysterious tribe of magical women to assassinate Alexander the Great. And now here I lay, prisoner, in the dirt.
The drapes to the hut parted and someone entered into the darkness of the hut. It was difficult to strain against my bonds to see who it was, so I waited for them to reveal their identity. I could hear them shuffle closer, and heard the whisper of fabric slip from shoulders and fall to the floor.
A hand slid against the inside of my thigh, gently feeling along until fingers found my balls. They were cupped, and caressed, and I felt myself responding to the touch, despite myself. I willed myself to stay flaccid, but it was no use: when this stranger's hand softly took my dick and kneaded it like a lover would, I began to get hard. So this was it, then? The old garami had promised that the village would use me for my seed and they would birth a race of children that were half magic and half vampire.
Suddenly my hips were swept by a fall of curls, and they stroked my sensitive flesh and then my engorged cock head was all of a sudden enveloped by a warm wet sensation, and without meaning to I moaned aloud at the feeling for it was just too good not to give over to it. My mysterious night visitor swallowed my cock down deep and slow, and I wanted to cry out for how agonisingly frustrating it was to have such a wonderful sensation delivered so painfully and teasingly slow. I felt my cock spasm inside my visitor's mouth, yearning to be sucked again and again. I was obliged, and felt a hot tongue slide under my shaft as soft lips drew along the length of my cock and rested at the flange of my helmet, tenderly kissing the soft head. And then those lips, that warm mouth, was plunged down again the length of my aching cock and my eyes rolled back into my head and my moan escaped me a long and desperate way.
After a few moments, the fellatio had finished, and I was left panting and furious for more.
Then I saw in my periphery my visitor rise and step forward, descending on me to straddle her hips over mine. And in the darkness I saw her, Jyoti, looking down at me with such an expression of lust that I was tempted to want to forgive her just for the wonderful fuck that was ahead. But my mind was vexed, and I spat a curse at her for her deceit.