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Lust at First Bite
Written by Mistress Tease and her Dragon
The year was 1754 in the seaside port of Bristol, England. Tabitha, the town's new school marm, was walking home after having dinner with her librarian friend. The chilly night air had a salty tang mixed with the musty odor emanating from multiple chimney stacks. The moon was full and the air was moist with fog. The October moon peaked teasingly out of breaks in the clouds skating across the blackened sky. Tendrils of fog swirled around Tabitha's skirt and brushed like fingers against her cheek.
The sounds of the ships creaking against the docks was eerie to Tabitha, who had never lived in a port town before. She was walking home and was just a few blocks from her small flat when she was attacked from behind and forcibly dragged into a dark alley. Her assailant slammed her up against a brick wall, stunned her, then sank his fangs into her throbbing jugular.
She tried to scream for help but her attacker had a vice-like grip over her mouth, preventing her from making even the slightest of noises. Within minutes he'd drunk his fill and let her loose. Tabitha, groggy from blood loss, slid down the brick wall into a crumpled heap.
Tabitha came to several hours later and stumbled her way home like a drunken sailor on shore leave. When she got to her flat she slumped down onto her small bed and fell into a deep fitful sleep.
She woke up disoriented and confused at dusk the next day. "What happened to me last night? How did I get home?" she asked herself as she crawled out of bed and stumbled over to the washstand and splashed cold water onto her face.
Tabitha dried her face with a towel and then looked into the mirror above the table on the wall. What she saw made her fall backwards in shock, her reflection was almost transparent. "Oh my stars!" she shrieked. "What is going on??"
She touched her cheek with her hands and felt cold flesh under fingertips. "I don't feel chilled. What is happening to me?" she said out loud to herself.
She paced back and forth in effort to clear her mind and attempt to remember what happened to her the night before. For the life of her, she couldn't recall what had happened to her on her walk home. Her mouth felt parched, like it was full of cotton, and she was extremely thirsty but even the thought of drinking water turned her stomach fiercely.
"Maybe I ate something bad?" she puzzled. "I'll just try a little sip of water and see if that helps." She walked towards her washstand, took a tiny sip of cool water from the glass on the table and quickly spat it out. "Blech! Why does that taste so terrible" she queried and looked at the mirror again, her reflection almost gone, a shimmer of her solidity was all that remained.
Her agitation, having grown to an unbearable point, made her pace her small room like a caged animal. Rather than wear a path on her floor, she opted to go for a walk to clear her head of the unsavory thoughts brewing in her mind.
She walked quickly and the sound of her feet rang out on the cobblestone clad streets. She was a block from the docks when a coppery smell wafted into her nostrils and the hairs on her arms immediately stood on end. She followed that scent like a bloodhound until she found its source. A young man in his late 20's was working on a wagon and had cut the palm of his hand deeply. Tabitha approached him stealthily. "Are you okay, young man?" She asked in concern. "By the looks of it, you need to be tended to!" She said, as she took his hand into hers. The coppery aroma made her mouth water uncontrollably as she gently tended to his wound and poured water onto it from his canteen.
She ripped a strip of fabric from her petticoat and
wrapped it tightly around his palm. "I'm Tabitha Stephens, by the by." She said calmly as she looked after his wound. "Trevor at your service milady!" He replied graciously, then winced when she tightened the makeshift bandage.
The blood from his wound seeped out of the muslin and dripped onto her hand. Unthinkingly, she licked his red fluid off her fingertip and just that tiny taste served to partially quench her thirst.
She brought his hand closer to her face to get a better look in the dim light provided by the full moon. She took a deep breath then kissed his palm gently. The taste of his blood on her lips emboldened her greatly so she took a small lick to taste more. Before he knew what was happening, Tabitha was sucking on his open wound like vacuum and growling sexily as she drank her fill of his life juice. He moaned in ecstasy as she fed on him, his cock quickly hardened and throbbed.
Tabitha sensed his arousal, took him by the arm and quickly whisked him into the dark alley close to his wagon, she dropped to her knees and pulled his pants down in a flash. When his erection sprang up from his pants she engulfed it immediately into her mouth greedily sucking his cock with glee.
Trevor growled throatily as she gobbled his cock giddily determined to swallow his salty load. "Oh gawd almighty!" He exclaimed as Tabitha got him closer and closer to exploding.
Moments later Trevor let out a howl of joy as his cock erupted like a volcano into Tabitha's eagerly awaiting mouth. She swallowed and gulped his tasty baby batter as she continued to suck and shlurp on his meaty rod. Then, without warning, she took his cock out of her wet mouth and gently bit his cock right on his main vein, marking him as hers forever.
The spunk and blood instantly filled Tabitha's body with vitality and the desire for more. "How did I know how to do that?" the virginal school marm thought to herself. Tabitha was surprised at both her desire for cock and her ability to suck it.
Trevor's cock stayed completely erect as he stared gobsmacked at the seemingly sweet woman before him. The initial pain he felt from Tabitha's love bite had completely disappeared and was replaced by the desire for more sex....with only her.
A blush of light began to glimmer over the horizon, a hint of the approaching sunrise.Trevor looked down at his hand, which the bandage had fallen off of, and at his cock and said in surprise, "The wounds are gone! How did I heal so quickly?"
"Guess it's time for more nibbles then." Tabitha laughed with a hungry look in her eyes. "You're delicious and make me feel so strong! Glancing away from her new pet she could see the darkness of night beginning to lift. The wan light from the impending sunrise burned her eyes, which it had never done before. Vaguely remembering that vampires can't be in the sun and realizing what she was, she said, with urgency in her voice, "Come with me now!"
As if in a trance, Trevor followed Tabitha and said, "Yes Mistress." The two quickly traveled hand-in-hand through the foggy air, their feet lightly stepping on the cobblestone streets and, in what seemed like the blink of an eye, arrived at Tabitha's room she rented from a local widow.
"Shhhhh!!!!" Tabitha hissed, her index finger pressed to her lips. "Don't wake the house. I'll get evicted if I have a man in my room!"
