Dark World Of Lust Pt 01

This is a work of fiction, set in a universe where vampires, werewolves, and other supernatural beings exist. This is a Science Fiction and Fantasy story but has elements of group sex, gay male, lesbian sex, Non-human, and erotic horror thrown in the mix. However, the last part is limited, based on what we all know and like to imagine happening with vampires. All participants involved are over the age of 18. Also, if any physical descriptions match real persons, they are coincidental.

Enjoy:

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October 29th, 2020...

August sniffed the air and grinned. He could smell her arousal in the wind, it emanated from the club. He grimaced, he could also smell and hear wolves. A pack was likely sniffing out a victim for their gangbangs. Werewolves always hunted for prey in packs, whereas he and his wife, Lana, preferred to separate and find someone to bring home, then pounce when they were enthralled.

August was six feet tall with pale skin, red eyes, and a lean masculine body. His partner, Lana, was five foot six inches tall, with flaming red hair, equally red eyes, a beautiful smile, a lithe figure, and c-cup breasts. They were also vampires, children of the Lust Doctrine.

The Lust Doctrine were a group of vampires that believed in procreation through sexual exploitation. They sired new vampires after sex, and only if they were satisfied with the act itself. That meant that the sex had to be as thrilling as the participants or the only thing that came from a night of passion was the sated bloodlust.

August was sired in 1790 and had later sired Lana in the 1880s. Since then, they'd been a couple and after mindblowing sex, Lana had sired three men for the last hundred and forty years or so, bringing them into the New York Sanctuary. Their totals numbered 69, an odd number, and therefore unacceptable in the eyes of the Magus, the leader of the Lust Doctrine.

The Doctrine's ultimate goal was to have a total of one hundred sired vampires by the year 2030. So, it was up to Senior Vampire Seducers like August and Lana to enthral new vampires, and tonight was a perfect night for it. So, here they were, August and Lana, each scouting out a bar filled with werewolves and a strip club across the street, trying to find a pair of marks to bring into the fold.

And through the musk and toxic odours of men wishing to fuck strippers and act like rabid dogs, August was able to sense the feminine charms of a lust-filled woman. She was sitting at the bar, drinking a margarita and chatting with a friend of hers from the looks of it. She was blonde with pale green eyes, a slender figure, her cheeks flushed with intoxication. August sniffed the air and recognized alcohol on her breath as she spoke to her friend. The margarita wasn't her first drink of the evening.

He guessed it was her second, if not third. If she was drunk, it would be easy to sway her mind and entice her with a good time. He closed his eyes and strained his ears to hone in on her words.

"Of course, he's a scumbag!" She said, "That's why I dumped him! No sane person throws away five years of love after one fight!"

"Exactly!" said her friend, "That's why we're here! To forget about him and his side-piece!"

"Thank you again for this, Lexa. What would I do without you?" said the girl.

"You'd probably drown out your sorrows at home, cry yourself to sleep, and then seek out some kind of animal shifter to kick his ass."

"Not that hard to do. We live in the Grizzly's territory!" said the woman, "It's easy to entice them with a little honey."

"Sarah!" said her friend, "Don't tell me you've slept with the Bear shifters so they'd beat up Jack!"

"What? No!" Sarah exclaimed, "I meant honey, you know beehive honey! They sell them at the Farmer's Market! Berg and his grizzlies go apeshit over it, it's like catnip to them."

There was a silent pause for a moment before both girls burst into laughter. August took that opportunity to approach.

"Excuse me, ladies." He said, making his voice sound slightly more high pitched than it normally was, "I can't help but notice that you're both here alone, mind some company?"

Sarah looked at him and August's enhanced senses detected her limbic system react to his appearance, "Uh...yeah, sure." She said, her voice cracking somewhat.

August smiled, he's still got it. He sat down opposite Sarah and waved a hand at the bartender, focusing his mind to conjure a summons. The bartender perked up as he made eye contact and stumbled over.

"Bloody Mary!" August said, his voice echoing in the man's mind, "B negative." He added mentally. The Bartender nodded once, went through a set of double doors and returned a few minutes later with August's drink. August took it and sniffed it, smiled, and set it down in front of him. He then turned to the girls.

"So, tell me, what are two beautiful ladies such as yourselves doing here, unaccompanied, especially on a night like this?" He asked, his mind working to find a way in.

Sarah smiled longingly at August as her friend answered, "She recently dumped her boyfriend so I invited her to Girls' Night. It's Thursday, so we got in for free."

August smiled, "So you're here to trash him and drink the night away?"

"And scope out potential revenge fuckers!" Her friend added, "I'm Chloe, by the way."

August smiled and looked her up and down. Chloe was Caucasian with a slim figure, blonde hair and brown eyes. She wore red lipstick while Sarah had black lipstick on. August inclined his hand, "August Mori."

Sarah took his hand and August's smile widened. The physical contact was enough for him to link their minds and fill her with his lust, "Tell me, Chloe, what is your friend's name?"

"Sarah." Chloe said, "And you, August Mori, what are you doing here on this fine evening?"

"The same as you, I expect." August said, lying, "My boyfriend dumped me for a Lion Shifter so I came here to drown my sorrows and possibly find someone to hook up with, make me forget about the scumbag, and make it a worthwhile revenge fuck in the process. I really need to fuck something tight and warm. Maybe even take out some of my frustrations as well. Do you know what it's like to walk in on someone with a Lion shifter?"

"Yes! I do!" Sarah said, "My boyfriend was doing the exact same thing! It was like something out of a porno version of Queen of the Amazon!"

August smiled, "I can imagine." He said, "So how about it, Sarah? Do you want to make like the beast with two backs and have a revenge fuck?"

Sarah smiled, "Fuck, yes!" She said, pulling August's hand closer to hers, "My place or yours?"

August grinned, "Yours!"

The two then got up and August dropped a one-hundred-dollar bill on the counter. They were about to leave when Chloe yelled, "What about me?"

August smiled and turned to her, "You can come watch if you like." He said, his mind reaching hers with an enticing prompt.

Chloe blinked twice before she got up and followed them out.

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While August was preparing for a night of wild sex with two beautiful women, Lana Fairchild was across the street at the gentlemen's club. She had gone in through the back entrance where the employees used, had taken off her clothes and replaced them with a random outfit she found on the racks.

Minutes later, she was strutting around in a skimpy black skirt, a blazer that covered her breasts but came up to her midriff, and a black tie, over top of her exposed flesh. Her legs were adorned with black lace stockings and she wore a garter belt under the skirt, which only covered the top part of her ass, leaving her cheeks exposed. She also wore a fedora to finish the outfit, making the impression of being a 1920s mobster.

Every so often, a man would beckon her over to order a beverage. Each time she approached, she took it upon herself to caress their cheeks or arms, thereby making physical contact and probing their minds for information. Each man she met always gave her a dollar bill, which they either placed inside her blazer, so it poked her breast, or into the cleft of her skirt so it ran up against her naked pussy. Either way, she smiled and left them, sometimes returning a minute later with their drinks.

Each man she probed came up short. None of them were anything like what she wanted. All of them were in their early thirties to late fifties, business moguls, men of influence and power, nothing like what the Doctrine wanted. The Doctrine wanted young, virile, sexy, and enticing. Anything that would make it easier to seduce and procreate. The Doctrine wanted men and women in their late teens to mid-twenties, people who were physically fit and beautiful. If they were athletic, all the more to the Doctrine's liking.

If they were runaways or outcasts, they were perfect marks. No one would miss a runaway. Gay, lesbian, and bisexual teenagers and young adults were the perfect addition, as they were already part-way into what the Doctrine prided itself on, to make the perfect vampire. According to the Lust Doctrine, the perfect vampire would emerge into the world as an omnisexual being, prophesied to engulf the world in a sea of sexual bliss.

The Lust Doctrine's Magus made it his mission to give that prophesized Perfect Vampire the perfect harem, and when they emerged, Lana would be there to be part of it. Thus, she was on a mission from her Magus. She and August were among the Doctrine's best chance to find the perfect vampire. They were both bisexual, keen on having any kind of sexual act, and were the most powerful manipulators in the way of telepathy and enthrallment.

Now, however, Lana was failing to find the perfect mark, and she had cursed herself to have picked a strip club for tonight's hunt. She was surrounded by businessmen and old farts, not a single young blood among them. She was about to abandon the hunt and retreat when she sensed movement at the entrance. She turned in time to see a beautiful young man enter with a group of college-aged students. The man was at the front of the group, and Lana felt her heart skip a beat. He was perfect.

Not just perfect, he was the most beautiful man she'd ever encountered since August. August Mori, her sire, had enticed her into having an orgy with a dozen men and women, and after a night of unbelievable orgasms, had given her a choice: Become a vampire and experience more of the same for millennia, or he'd release her back into the world, having experienced the best night of her life, with no memories of the experience, but an imprint of the ecstasy. She chose the former and never regretted her decision.

Now, she knew why she chose to become a vampire, so it would lead her to finding the perfect vampire, a century later. And there he was, even if he wasn't a vampire yet. But, that's what she was there for, to entice him into becoming one. At a glance, the man was six feet tall, broad-shouldered, and had dirty blonde hair with deep brown eyes. He wore tight-fitting pants and a white shirt that hugged his chest, and she saw the makings of a dragon tattoo poking from the neckline of his shirt.

She watched him as he and his friends sat down at a booth near the far corner of the room, in full view of the main stage. She watched as another stripper approached and took their drink orders. She closed her eyes and strained her senses to catch the conversation they were all having and heard the man's voice in her ears.

"Guys, I know this is meant to cheer me up, but I'm just not feeling it." He said, "How many times do I have to say that I regret fucking that Shifter?"

"Not this again!" Said one of his friends.

"Brad, would you shut the fuck up about Sarah?! She caught you fucking a lion shifter, and she dumped you. End of story!" Said another of the guys.

"Yeah! Just leave it in the past. It's over!" Another guy said, "If Sarah was understanding about the experiment, she'd have joined in. But she wasn't, and now you're here!"

"I know, but I just can't get it out of my head!" Brad said, "I just wish I could go back and undo it!"

"But since you're not a witch, you can't, so fucking shut up and enjoy the strippers!" the first guy said, "Hey, why don't we get you a private show? Get someone to go fully nude on you, rub herself against you, play out any fantasy you want! If we all pitch in, maybe you'll get laid!"

Lana took that moment to make herself known to the group. She first went over to the woman who'd taken their drink orders and wordlessly kissed her full on the mouth, linked their minds and wiped the encounter with the boys from her mind. She then removed her lips from the stripper's mouth and took the drinks out of her hand. Turning, Lana strutted over to the booth and started placing drinks down on the table, having ripped the memory from the stripper's mind of who ordered what.

"And a Miller Lite for Brad." She said, placing the last drink in front of Brad, "Will there be anything else, boys?"

"What happened to Nia?" asked the guy on the far left side of the booth, a black man with a buzz cut and dark hazel eyes.

Lana smirked, "She got pulled away by one of the businessmen over there somewhere." She said, waving her hand, "She asked me to deliver your orders."

"Well, tell her thanks." Said the man, "Hey, you're new here, aren't you?"

Lana acted like a slutty schoolgirl and made a flattered expression, "Oh? What gave you that idea?" She asked, her voice going high-pitched.

The guy smiled, "We're regulars...Well, all of us except Brad." He said, "We know all the good strippers. That's why we sat in Nia's section. She gives lap dances like she was born to it."

"Would you like me to give you a lap dance?" Lana asked, shaking her hips.

The guy smiled, "Maybe later. Right now, we're trying to cheer Brad up, so if you're interested, we'd like to pay you for the full benefit dance."

Lana grinned. She had no idea what the full benefit dance entailed, but she knew of a way to find out.

"I'll take cash upfront. Put the bills anywhere you see fit." She said, spreading her arms out and shaking her tits at them.

One by one, the guys got up from their booth and waved the cash in their hands, dropping the bills anywhere they wanted into her outfit, caressing their hands over her body. As they did, brief instances of their previous experiences getting the full benefit dance slipped into her mind. She saw every detail of their experiences, knew from the flashes in her mind that they were all stripped and fucked by their strippers, that each one of them came inside the women who danced and rubbed their bodies against their cocks, shoved their tits into their mouths, and drained them of their cum.

When the last one put his bill in her blazer, he copped a feel on her ass, adding a gentle spank for good measure, "Give him your very best!" He added, winking.

Lana smirked and collected each bill, counting the total of two thousand dollars. She then reached out a hand for Brad, which he took. In that instance, she saw his entire life as a human and what his life would be like as a vampire. She knew at that moment he was the one. She gripped his hand and pulled him close, placed her lips to his and kissed him deeply, pulling him away from his friends as they wolf-whistled and whooped, watching him go.

She led him to a private booth, closed the curtain, and then turned, pushing him onto the sofa. She then strutted towards him slowly, making every motion accentuate her form. When she was close enough, she crawled onto his lap and smothered her breasts to his face, leaned in close and activated her enthrallment ability.

"You are my thrall." She said, out loud and in his mind, "I'm going to bring you every pleasure you need and every desire you have. All I ask is that you fuck me with all your strength. You will fuck me with everything you have, then we are going to leave this place and find my partner."

Brad's eyes widened and his mind went blank. The next thing he knew, they were both naked and fucking hard. His cock had somehow left the confines of his pants and was penetrating the tight womb of this goddess, her breasts shoved deep inside his mouth. He was suckling her like a nursing infant, all the while his cock was pumping in and out of her at full speed. She was groaning and grunting like a wild buck.

In reality, Lana was grinding her pussy against his very clothed body. She was still wearing her skimpy outfit, but had taken a single breast out and placed it in his mouth. He was sucking on it, but the effect was the same. She was using her mental powers to bring him ecstasy, all the while enticing him for what was to come. This went on for five minutes before she felt him getting close. She then reached down and unzipped his fly, pulled his cock out and aimed it for the side of the sofa. She nudged his mind with hers and he erupted all over the sofa.

She then tucked him back in, unlatched her breast, and gave him a mental nudge. He blinked back into reality and was under the impression that they'd just fucked and had a dazzling smile on his face.

"That was awesome." He said, "Thanks for that. I needed it after the shit I pulled on my girlfriend."

"I heard." Lana said, "Pretty scummy. Maybe you should go and apologize to her. Make it up to her. I could join you..."

Brad thought about it for a matter of seconds before he eagerly nodded, "Yeah! I still have a key! Let's go now!"

With that, he got up and led her out of the booth, out of the strip club, and down the street to his car. The two got in just as his group of friends followed him out, stunned looks on their faces as he drove off. The last thing his friends saw was Brad and Lana speeding down the road, as a group of security guards addressed the fact that they just tried dashing without paying for their drinks.

***

August, Sarah, and Chloe entered the small two-bedroom apartment. He smiled at the decor, noting the post-modern aesthetics. The apartment looked like it came directly from the set of The Big Bang Theory. August wasted no time in getting to business. He pulled Chloe and Sarah close and gave them each a kiss on the lips, probing their mouths with his tongue and sending small amounts of his venom down their throats. The effect was immediate. Both women swooned as his lips left theirs and they lunged forward, kissing his neck in an attempt to entice him.

He was already aroused and had been ever since he arrived at the apartment. He quickly pushed them off his neck and turned them around, bending them over the counter. He then took both their dress zippers in each hand and pulled, loosening their dresses in one fell swoop. He then grabbed their shoulders and pulled. As they were turned again and pulled so that they were hugging his clothed body, their dresses fell to their ankles and they stood naked before him.

He smiled as he kissed them again, one at a time, this time using his hands to caress their asses and probe their pussies. The two girls let out surprised and joyful moans, encouraging him to finger them even more, which is exactly what he did, putting his longest fingers in their pussies while he moved his thumbs to probe their asses, making them jump and cling to his body even more.

After a minute of constant stimulation, August pushed further and told them to rip his shirt off, which they did. The sound of fabric and buttons flew everywhere within seconds and soon, his pants followed suit. He was naked in seconds and the two girls looked down in shock at the cock dangling between their thighs.

Before August was turned, he had an average-sized cock. After he was turned, however, he discovered a means of changing his cock's size to seduce people more easily, simply by reading their minds during foreplay and growing his cock to match their deepest desires. Both Sarah and Chloe got off on cocks larger than ten inches long and six inches wide, which Brad, Sarah's ex-boyfriend, had, and both girls had openly fucked Brad together on more than one occasion. Thus, August matched by letting his blood flow to his loins and made his cock just as big.