hurt
it.
There was the tiniest of sounds behind her, and there was no time for Jasmine to react, only turning her head just a little before the terrible woman, having reformed behind her, took hold, wrapping one arm around Jasmine's waist and the other up around her chest, firm enough to push Jasmine's clothes into her cleavage, along with the woman's arm, as their hand gripped Jasmine's neck.
She tried to struggle, to break free, but it was an ultimately futile attempt; the smoke woman was terribly strong, far stronger than her slim frame would've suggested.
"You... release me!" Jasmine growled, still struggling all the same, even as she felt the woman's nails carefully angle against the skin of her neck, having discarded the gloves at some point in bursting into smoke.
"My sisters may love a good hunt, but I, as the eldest, must set a good example for them and Mother~ To be quick, decisive~"
Jasmine attempted to kick backwards into the woman's legs, hoping to unsteady her, but that just gave them the opportunity to seize Jasmine's leg and further restrain her.
The woman giggled wickedly, clearly enjoying Jasmine's futile efforts to free herself... then things took a strange and distressing turn when the woman leaned up a little... and took a deep scent up Jasmine's neck.
It chilled Jasmine's blood and made her shiver in fear, feeling violated and exposed. Made worse by the woman's almost drunken giggle as she savoured the aroma.
"Mmm... you smell... delicious~" she said, words devolving into another manic cackle, though now it had a salacious edge to it.
Jasmine began to struggle again, shouting and desperately attempting to break free of this terrible situation, but the demon woman was too strong.
"Hehe, yes, struggle, warm your blood for me~" they remarked, and it only fuelled Jasmine's terror as the hand to her neck shifted upwards in order to grip her chin, allowing the demonic female to tilt it to one side, despite Jasmine's best attempts at breaking free.
Jasmine wasn't used to being the weak one. She wasn't used to being so outclassed, especially from one whose frame was as slender as this monster's.
She felt the woman's breath against her exposed neck, their mouth terribly close, enough that sometimes those soft lips brushed against her.
"A taste... no, a feast~" the woman crooned almost at a whisper, brushing her lips against Jasmine's neck. Jasmine shuddered and whimpered at this invasive touch, especially when she felt a wet tongue slowly and firmly roll across her neck. It made her tingle strangely, but she was still full of fear.
Then came the wet kisses, the terrible woman seemingly showing some sort of perverse affection towards Jasmine, even as the heavier set woman continued to struggle, desperately trying to angle her arms backwards so she could force her assailant off her, but they were just too strong.
And then came the bite.
It was so sudden, so unexpected, it knocked the breath out of Jasmine with a surprised gasp. She didn't even register the pain. And nor did she have a chance to register it, fading quickly and replaced by a strange feeling that began to radiate throughout her body, warming her, tingling her nerves, filling her head with arousal, all when the apparently vampiric woman began to suck and sip Jasmine's blood.
Her struggling weakened at that point, immediately sapped of strength as soon as the vampire began to feed. Fighting through the strange aroused haze that was settling over Jasmine, she recalled the legends. So they were true, a handful of them at least, the fell spirits that dwelt in this castle were vampires, blood drinkers.
None of the ones she could recall mentioned such... reactions. She felt hot in her loins, growing wet in her pants. She tried to control herself, rubbing her thighs together, but it was impossible to stifle a moan that practically creaked out of her mouth.
This seemed to please the vampire, who murmured in delight, soft, thrumming vibrations transferring from their lips into Jasmine's neck.
She let out a shaky whine, her struggles now meek and hopeless as the vampire fed on more of her blood, further deepening the weakness she felt and the arousal that came with it, unnatural and all encompassing.
She felt the vampire slide their hand down her body until it came to the bottom of her attire, and then it slipped beneath, a cool hand grazing along her toned abdomen, Jasmine's diaphragm flinching from the touch, fingertips grazing along the grooves of her muscles, not too developed but not too faint either.
She couldn't help the reflexive flinches of her gut as the vampire made the involuntary embrace all the more intimate, exploring Jasmine's body with a lecherous touch, all as she had to listen to their soft slurps and sips as Jasmine's blood was gradually siphoned away. She wondered if this was how she was going to die, some feast and toy for a lecherous vampire, all in one.
But, the feeding came to a stop with a soft pop and gasp from the vampire, murmuring and quietly smacking her lips, savouring her meal.
"Delicious... your blood is so rich~" she remarked. "I must have more~"
"Please..." Jasmine whimpered. "Let me go, or finish me..."
"Finish you~? Oh, my sweet morsel," the vampire said with a lusty, wicked tone. "I've no intention of killing you,
intruz...
I wouldn't waste such a delight~"
Jasmine didn't know what she meant by this, but she was too weak to resist when the Vampire moved around to her front, slowly lowering Jasmine to the carpeted floor. She was still so terribly aroused, juices staining her underwear, her nipples starting to chafe against her normally comfortable attire now that they were erecting.
The vampire stood before Jasmine, looking down at the athletic woman's form with an appreciative look on her face, twisted by that enthusiastic mania, which unnerved the weakened and helpless Jasmine.
"Let's get these off you~" she crooned, bending over to grasp Jasmine's pants, and without any meaningful resistance, pulled the thick, warm attire off her lower body along with her boots, exposing her smooth, muscular legs and underwear, wet with the unnatural arousal the bite had instilled in her.
She tried to close her legs together, but Jasmine couldn't stop the vampire crouching and spreading them open a little.
"You will make wonderful fresh blood~" the vampire crooned as she reached out to caress one of Jasmine's thighs, skin starting to prickle with goosebumps now that her warm pants were gone and her legs were exposed to the modestly chill air within the castle. Though the heat of her unnatural arousal was doing well to thwart the cold...
She gasped, even simple touches from the vampire surprisingly stimulating to her, flinching reflexively.
"So warm..." the vampire crooned, moving a tracing finger to Jasmine's groin, turning it around to brush the knuckle side across her slit through her undergarments, eliciting another flinch from her. She tried to roll over, to get away, but the vampire simply pressed a hand to Jasmine's belly and pushed her down.
"Tsk tsk, so rude," the devious monster remarked. "Trying to escape me... it will do you no good, trying to resist me and my pleasures~"
Another cackle, and she proceeded to remove Jasmine's underpants. Jasmine tried to resist, pulling her legs together in order to thwart this violation, but in her weakened state, it was just another layer of futile resistance that seemed to further excite the vampire.
Now her pussy was exposed, along with her pubic bush. The vampire reached forth to once again brush the knuckle-side of a finger along the gash, though now without any fabric between Jasmine and the salacious woman of the night, it was all the more invasive, the vampire getting her digit soaked in the fluids of Jasmine's induced lust.
The vampire's lips twisted into a wicked grin at this, and brought her finger to them so she could suck the secretions from her digit in a slow, obscene manner. She licked her lips as she withdrew her finger, and chuckled.
"You taste wonderful here too~ Warm and sensual~"
Jasmine wanted nothing more than to be elsewhere, but her body was tingling all over with pleasant feelings, hard to resist, and she couldn't ignore the vampire's words either, despite their bizarre and worrisome nature.
The vampire crawled a little further over Jasmine now, the hand just prior teasing her slit sliding up beneath Jasmine's shirt, sharp nails carefully grazing across her toned belly, until it was so far along she felt a delicate grazing of fingertips across her still-clad but ultimately still-vulnerable breasts.
