He loved these new clubs. Whether they call themselves Goth or Alternative or even Industrial they all seemed to draw the same type of crowd. The young ones he meets there were so eager for new experiences and sensations. Never in his existence has it been so easy for him. All he has to do is walk in and go to a table and in no time he has his pick of young ladies or young men. All of them look so much the same now. The dark coal under their eyes, different patterns painted around their eyes. Some very elaborate. The many piercings and in such interesting places. He enjoys adding his own form of piercing to their collections.
He smiled to himself as he remembered the last nights encounter. The two girls he had chosen had come in together. He spotted them as soon as they walked inside the door. He could tell by looking at them they were lovers and he waited for them to join him. It didn't take long. They danced together and slowly made their way closer to his table as they moved against each other for his enjoyment. They truly enjoyed each others company but he knew this display was for him. They moved against each other sensuously and touched as the music heightened their senses. He watched them move their hips against each other and he had a very nice visual image of the two of them naked moving in the same way. When the dark haired one moved her leg between the others legs, she turned her head and met his gaze. His eyes told her he enjoyed the sight of her lover rubbing herself up and own against her thigh. Her head back, swaying silently with the music; he sent her a gentle touch with his mind and watched her gasp as she felt herself begin to cum. It surprised her and she clung to her lover as her tremors overtook her. They whispered to each other and kissed before returning their attention back to him.
He knew the dark haired one would be the one who spoke to him. She was in control, at least for tonight. At least for the next few minutes he smiled to himself.
When they finally came to his table he motioned for them to join him. He asked them what they were drinking and ordered accordingly.
His gaze remained on the dark haired one as they spoke. She told him their names, which he knew he would forget after tonight, like so many others before them. Her name was Lily and her quiet friend was Brie. He liked the name Lily. He saw a beautiful white lily in his mind, a white lily with dark red drops of blood staining its petals. He smiled slightly to himself.
After the drinks came, he raised his glass in toast. "To a very interesting evening, my two lovely ladies." He met Lily's eyes as he spoke and watched the soft blush rise to her face. Something told him tonight would be one he would enjoy for many nights to come. He turned his eyes to Brie and they met only briefly as she lowered hers as if his gaze had burned her.
They drank their drinks and he asked them if they would join him somewhere more private and dance for him again. Just for him. Lily smiled and looked over at her lover who looked up at her and also smiled. The thought of this handsome stranger watching them turned her on very much. She wanted to do more than dance for him. He knew her thought and smiled when he knew they would do much more than dance. Much more.
He gave them an address and asked them to meet him in a half an hour there. He wanted to stop and pick up something nicer than the swill they passed off here as wine. They made sure they knew where they were going and he kissed their hands and left.
He was not stopping anywhere but leaving with them was not safe. He went to different clubs but still made the rounds back to each place eventually so he had to be careful. He left and waited for them to arrive.
They arrived and either the alcohol or their age made their minds totally unaware of the danger they were in. It amazed him how easy it was for him to get girls to meet him. Together they probably felt safer than alone but this was getting entirely too easy.
He had placed a CD in the player and the wine was already chilled when they arrived. He offered them a glass and joined them as they became more comfortable again in his presence. He touched Lily's face for the first time and she sighed softly. "Dance for me. I want you to make love to each other without undressing, let the music take you away again." He reached over and lifted Brie's chin up so she met his gaze. "I want to see your face as you cum again sweet Brie. Dance for me."
She blushed deeply and closed her eyes as his lips lightly touched hers.
He knew the music would mesmerize them quickly. The drug he placed in their wine would also work its magic soon. A little something he picked up in his many travels. An oriental man gave it to him many years ago and he has enjoyed its effect many, many times since then. It would work with their senses and intensify everything. Their pleasure, their pain, and especially their fear, it would all be magnified and brought to the edge of their skin and he would feed off of it. The pleasure first, he would allow them the pleasure first. They would feel things they never thought possible and then he would take them a little further. When their mind finally registered fear he would bring it out and to the surface and then his pleasure would begin. Their pain would be his drug, their fear intensifying the effect.
The two lovers began to dance. They moved against one another, touching more intimately now that they were alone. He sat back in his chair and enjoyed the sight in front of him. He reached back and undid the clasp that held his long hair. Lily watched his hair shake out and she licked her lips in anticipation. She wanted to feel that hair against her skin. She wanted to feel it against her thighs. His eyes burned into her as he sent her an image of just that. His face between her legs hungrily devouring her pussy as Brie sat above her enjoying the same sensations. Lily bit her lip as the image played in her mind. She wanted this handsome stranger to take her and ravage her and she wanted him to take her now. She pulled Brie to her and began to open her blouse. She wanted him to watch for a few more moments and then she hoped he would join them. Brie swayed to the music, her eyes closed. Lost in the sensation of her lovers' hands on her. Lily watched her stranger as she slipped Brie's blouse off of her shoulders. She traced the rose tattoo Brie had across the top of her left breast. She bent down and traced it with her tongue as well and Brie moaned as the drug made the sensation flow through her like an electric current. She had Lily by her hair and brought her face up to hers and the two lovers kissed in a deep, all consuming kiss. Their stranger moved from his chair and stood closer to them but still not touching them. He watched their hands hungrily exploring each other, clothes slowly dropping away as they continued to dance.