The Vampire and the Scout Leader

Bess was a tenacious troop leader, eager to push her pack to the top of the annual sales drive. With a bag full of cookie boxes and the curiosity of a blank check, she knocked on the door. It was a creaky old house. It stood on the edge of town, and rumors of a handsome, reclusive prince that lived there rode around town like a bag of quarters at the local arcade. Furthermore, it was chilly outside, but it was a short walk on Odlin Street. Bess was in her mid-twenties, cute and focused--she was not there to make friends; she was there to sell cookies.

And who could say no? Especially when the leader of the Greater New Chestnut District 11 den comes to your door. She wore the outfit; she wore it for success, and her clothes were pinned with a hundred badges of achievements that told you why.

Her long red hair caught in the breeze, and her tan skirt daringly danced just above her knees.

The door opened.

He had long hair and was handsome, with a jaw line that looked to have descended from nobles. His shirt was open, and his eyes were dark. He had no need for cookies.

"But these are the best cookies you'll ever eat." Bess pushed her foot in the door before it could close.

"I'll make you a deal." He stated. "You come inside my manor, and I will buy some of your cookies."

Normally, this would have been a red flag. Porch transactions only--scout rule number seven. The buyer can go back inside to grab their wallet, but you can't follow. However, Bess did. The interior was cozy, dimly lit with velvet and leather furniture dyed in red and black like an adult play-land. Was this strange man a grown-up goth? It didn't matter to her; he was so handsome, she probably would have followed him anywhere.

"So, you take care of the little girls?" He questioned.

"I do."

"Yes, they require someone to look out for them. Who takes care of you?" He asked directly.

"Well... um... what do you mean?"

He spoke with a slight accent in a deep tone that instilled a certain comfort in her.

"Who looks after your well-being, and other things?" He pushed.

"I-- ah. I, well. I have a boyfriend. He is a troop leader in the boy scouts."

"I assume his name is Robert?"

"Well... close."

"They're all named Robert." The man continued.

"It's actually Rob, but how did you know?" She smiled in disbelief.

"Because Roberts need to wear a uniform with many badges like yours. It makes them feel better."

"I, ah... who are you?" She questioned.

"My name is Prince Tameriel, you can call me Tame--however, I am not."

"You're not?--"

"Tame."

"Oh, I gotcha." Bess laughed nervously.

"So, you came to sell me cookies?"

"Yes. Yes!"

"I will take your hand so that you shall follow."

"What?"

Before she knew it, she was being escorted up some stairs and down a hallway. She had noticed his muscular body and his long hair that lapped across his shoulders as he walked. He pulled her into his bedroom.

"This is where you buy cookies?" She asked shyly.

"This is where the troop leader comes to be rewarded. And, yes, after I'll take a pack of the Caramel Delights."

"Oh..." she giggled.

Suddenly he put a blindfold over her eyes. She was being walked back up against a wall and her arms and legs tied against a soft post. She wasn't sure how this happened, so smoothly--as if her body had already agreed to cooperate. It was a blur, but she was here now, wide awake, a little scared, blindfolded, aroused.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Shhh. This is our secret."

"I--"

"I've seen you around town, working so hard, selling those cookies. I said to myself, a girl who works that hard needs some serious play time."

She felt the prince unbutton her tan shirt and unhook her bra; then his warm hands slid inside the cotton material and massaged her breasts. His palms gliding up and down and lightly pinching her nipples. Bess moaned.

"I know how to take care of you." He whispered in her ear.

She could smell his cologne, a heavenly musk mixed with vanilla. Then his hands were on her skirt, followed by a cool rush of air as the fabric whisked down her legs. Her body quivered. Pushing her long red hair back behind her left shoulder he kissed her neck.

"You know. Normally I would bite you about now."

"Ah, the rumors are true?" She asked timidly.

"They are. But we can do more than just bite people. We know a lot of other tricks. Sexual training, seduction games. Reluctance gets me hot."

Bess went weak in the knees. She had no idea this was going to happen. She had only come over to sell cookies; getting seduced by a very attractive vampire, prince was not entirely unwanted, but still a good stones throw from the reality of a den leader.

Her panties were being pulled down to her knees and she heard him moan deeply. Now, his hands were on her thighs and his warm breath across her pussy. His tongue danced on her clit.

"Oh fuck..." She moaned.

His mouth was quick, and he sucked and licked till her body quivered.

"Tame? Tame? Oh my god... you are going to make me cum." Holding her legs around his head.

"Please do, cum all over my tongue, then, I'll have another body part for you to cum on next."

He finished licking her till her body twitched and bucked, then released into a beautiful orgasm. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, pulling her belly close to his forehead to shelter the private moment.

Then he got up and backed away from her. She heard his pants and his underwear slide down his body. Then his lips surprised hers; they were wet. Kissing her, then slowly crawling down her throat. He stopped and pushed his hot chest against her erect nipples and his hand the went down between them, stroking her her slit, pushing a finger inside her lips. He would stop long enough to take her mouth in his hand and catch her building whimpers.

"How is the girl scout leader doing?" Tame asked.

"She is doing really... aww... fine." She moaned.

"Would you like me to take the blindfold off so you can see me?"

"Yes." Bess was a little scared, but she wanted to see him.

He removed it to find his smiling face and strong, bare chest. She looked down at the hard cock that bulged up between them.

"I'm going to untie your hands now so you can get down on your knees."

He did so then gently guided her head between his legs. She took him deep in his mouth. Feeling his veins slip over her tongue and his tip down her moist throat. She had never been so horny in her life. Then, to her complete surprise, she realized there was something vibrating between her legs. It looked like a saddle and must have been placed between her feet when she was blindfolded. She loved how it hummed and pulsed through her pussy lips while she licked and sucked on the prince.

"I need to take you now," he interrupted. "I will untie your feet. Get on my bed."

She did as she was told and laid back on the queen size bed. He knelt over her and spread her legs wide, sliding his tip just inside her lips.

"Do you like this?" he asked in a deep voice.

She trembled and said she did.

"Your body is mine."

He slid his large cock inside her wet pussy, holding her hips tight. Fucking her slowly at first, then picking up speed, his body slammed against hers. She felt his balls slapping and her clit sliding against his body with each thrust. He raised up, pushing his lips down onto hers, and parrying with quick jerks from his pelvis; her body spasmed, and she cried in his mouth. He swallowed her cries deep down into his tense stomach which pumped round after round of satisfaction. She came loud and uncontrolled, and her body convulsed. He loved her sweet screams in his ears and continued slowly gyrating inside her.

"Now, I will buy your cookies." He whispered.

She tried to respond but couldn't.

"I will take all of them, and I will expect regular deliveries to my house. You can deliver them whenever you want. You will find 300 dollars in your bag, that should help you along on your goal. Just think of me as your dark angel investor."

Bess got up and found her scout leader clothes scattered around. Putting them on, she beamed, her body ached but she felt good. One last hug, and she kissed him.

"You should probably leave for now before I fuck you again."

His cologne remained on her skin, and she smiled to herself as she walked up Odlin street. There would be more cookie deliveries and her troop would go on to be number one.