Monique had spent a week of nights prowling the bars and clubs of the beach community looking for the perfect birthday present for her Master. The blond surfer, all golden tanned and sleek but for his milk white ass, was ideal. He had very little body hair and the contrast between his white ass and golden skin was magnificent.
Seducing him had been easy. On the seventh night he shown up with his buddies and had instantly hit on her. Maybe if he had known he was hitting on a succubus he might have had second thoughts, but men were so foolish. One night in her bed and he was hooked. Unfortunately she wasn't keeping him.
Hanging from a fucking frame by his hands and knees, minimum support under his back, he stared around the great hall of vampires with horror in his blue eyes. A red ball gag filled his mouth and kept him quiet. The frame held his knees wide apart and a large yellow plug was stuffed into his rectum in preparation for the fucking he was about to get from the Master.
Monique, nude but for a leather harness that held her breasts up high and delectable stood beside him and smiled. She had fucked the lovely young man and had fed off him sexually, but she had not taken any blood. That would be for the Master.
"You are in for such a treat," she purred and ran her long lacquered nails over his golden tanned chest. "Master is an incubus, and he'll treat your ass to the greatest fuck possible. Oh you'll still like tits and pussy, but your ass will want cock. Hard throbbing cock."
All the vampires in Master's kiss had started out as food for him. The ones he liked he turned into succubi or incubi. Monique was over three hundred years old, but her perfect body looked twenty four. The French court before the revolution had been a wonderful place to hunt.
Master looked all of thirty but was old enough to remember Attila the Hun. It was whispered that he had been a Roman soldier turned by a succubus in Gaul, but that was just a rumor. Master claimed he couldn't remember the exact circumstances that had led to his transformation, but Monique had her suspicions.
Monique's 'food' two lovely girls with pale skin and large breasts were completely nude and obediently sat at her feet. Like most of her kind, Monique viewed humans whether male or female as food. She'd kept men in the past but had found them annoying at best. As was customary of her kind, when she tired of them, she had turned them loose. It was the right thing to do.
She didn't know what her girls were sexually whether straight or not, but now they were bisexual. Golden boy would wind up the same way, his ass demanding cock even if his brain resisted. In time he would accept the way things were and offer his ass to anyone who wanted it. Good sex was good sex, and having an incubus fucking you was heavenly.
Master arrived to applause with his entourage of vampires and 'food' following. He was dressed to look like Julius Caesar, but he was way too pretty to pull it off. Dark haired and eyed, he looked like sex and sin all rolled into one gorgeous package.
