A Tasty Treat

It was Halloween night and Gia was at home handing out candy, bored. She had no where to be tonight besides here. All her friends had spouses or boyfriends to be with. And here she was by herself, living alone. She was 19 years old, you think she would be happy about that, but she wasn't, she wanted a man, a man to love her and be with her.

She loved Halloween though so she decorated the entire little house she was renting, even the outside. It looked like a creepy haunted house you would pay to visit but still not many people visited since it was so far away from the other houses on the block. She sighed, depressed that it was almost time to clean it all up. Just than her doorbell rang.

Excited for trick or treaters, she got up straightened her costume. She was dressed up as the slave Princess Leia. The skimpy costume was only a brass brassiere fastened over the neck and behind the back with string, a brass thong g-string panty, a red silk loincloth, and leather high-heeled boots. There were other various adornments she added, including a snake arm-wrap and two bracelets. Last, there was the chain and collar. She knew she looked good, her body was in great shape, her tits were big but firm. She was hoping a single dad may show up with his kids and they would hit it off.

She hurried over, expecting, "Trick or Trick!" to be called as she opened the door.

Instead she saw not children but a man. A big man. A man that was pushing his way into her house.

"Hey, buddy!"

She was scared.The man was big and muscular, at least 6'4, towering a good foot over her own slight body. He dressed in all black, and had black hair and gorgeous black eyes. Looking into those eyes, she could only stare, no longer pretesting his invasion of her house.

"W-what do you want? You cannot be trick or treating." She whispered, unable to move.

The dark man smiled, his white teeth flashing in the dark, "Oh I do want a treat and I definitely will show you some tricks."

He circled slowly around her body. "I'm glad you are already dresses as a slave, since that is the role you will be playing tonight. Without touching her he brought his hand up. Suddenly Gia's arms were over her head and she was on her tiptops as if she was tied but there was nothing touching her body.

"What the hell-" she started to say angrily, trying to move her arms, but the invisible bonds held.

The man moved closer and whispered in her ear, "I picked your house, because I could smell your blood and your pussy. I need both to survive, slave."

Gia's green eyes widened. The intruder brought his hand up and move her long black hair away from her neck. He pushed her head to the side, exposing the long graceful arch of her creamy skin. The man moved back an inch and flicked his hand again and her red silk loincloth ripped off, fluttering to the ground. She gasped in horror, as she stood there exposed in only the bra and thong.

"Much better. Slaves never wear much clothing and are always ready for punishment, fucking or to be fed from. I will save your punishment and fucking for later since I'm famished."

With that he drew closer once more toward her arched neck. She whimpered knowing what was to come.

"Shh...you will get used to it...eventually."

With that he lowered his head and sank his teeth in her neck. He sucked hard, drinking her blood eagerly. She moaned at the pain and the pleasure of it. He brought one hand up to her throat to force her head to the angle he deemed best and the other hand cupped her bare ass. His fingers played with the string of the thong.

"Your blood is so sweet, so fresh. And your body is tight and perfect for fucking.

With those words she suddenly felt his huge cock spear into her tight pussy. He was fucking her and feeding from her at the same time, she realized. Her pussy was stretched tight, as his cock was so large. He wasn't rough as he was slowly drinking. Just then his drinking began frenzied as did his thrusts. His thick long cock was thrusting crazily into her, making her weakly cry out in pain. He continued on that way for while until she started to feel dizzy. He began to come hard, when he finished he released her. She was limp in her invisible bonds. Her toes still barely touching the floor.

"Hmm, that was very good." He said, wiping his mouth clean. "Your blood is sweet, and your pussy is hot and tight. You will make a very good slave."

The doorbell rang just then and she began to cry out for help. Before any noise could emerge she felt a hand around her neck, tightening. "You will not cry out. You'll pay for that later, slave."

He turned slightly and waved his hand and the people outside said, "No one is at home, I guess." Gia heard their footsteps fading away.

He turned back to face her. "Now, for your punishment..."