The following is a true story. I exist, and Bryan exists. If you want to write me and share thoughts, I would be glad to read them and hear them, and if you want to say anything to Bryan, I can forward it.
J.
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My Vampire Slave Lover...
By Mast4slave2@aol.com
At 52, I have seen and experienced most things in life. Love, marriage, children, boding with a partner, career success, making a difference in people's lives, the joy of bondage, and commitment, and pain of heartbreak and separation.
He entered into my life in a chat room, a boy in his twenties who was bright, open, and attractive. His profile said under marital status "single" which was encouraging, and then it said:
"I am shy when not on the stage.
I beleive in the paranormanl, ghosts and spirits
I can't spell to well I love Vampires, I can be persuaded to share blood if the situation is right"
His quote concluded "The world is made of shades of grey, and I can see into the shadows".
I message him on the net and we began to speak, to chat to share.. He was open, bright, and very into vampires, one of the things of which I have always been enamored. I nuzzled his neck and licked him, he submitted to my caresses, my tongue alternatively licking and my teeth nipping him. He felt arousal, his boycock straining into full turgidity.. his need was obvious.
He sent me his picture and he was a beautiful boy, mixed blonde highlights, piercing greenish eyes, tanned complexion, but looking deeper I saw the hunger, the need, the unfulfilled lust and need to be loved, the fear and hope, the excitement of wanting to be possessed, totally.. to go further than he has. The look of expectation and longing, his fist up against his mouth.. wistful expression on him.. Most of all though were his eyes, beckoning me, saying "come take and possess me.. I need this".
More than the body which he yielded to me, was his mind.. attracted to my power, control and intensity.. all he had wished and wanted was there. To be loved, taken, probed, ravished, forced, though you can't truly rape the willing.... And most of all his need to submit. To encompass the control and power. Power and control attracted him and bonded him.. his own straining body and needs poured forth through his word. We chatted more and more..bonded more and more.. we both knew there would be no limits, we both knew as it got more intense this was something rare and special, the bonding of old souls.. the sexual and blood taking merely shadows of the real intensity, the mental connection, merging into his brain, and him into mine.. our hearts and souls and bodies together.. no barriers, no limits, the universe of everything ours to explore.
He told me about his first lover, when he was 15 he met him, by 17 he took his maleness into his mouth and pleasured him, and he was the first. We talked about many things, and needs, about him and me.. and the chemistry and bonding grew more intense. I thought about him at other times, when not chatting. We talked of many things, how he had been tested and how we were both negative, bout his hobbies and dreams and fears and what he thought about many things.
As it progressed he wanted to limit it, to cyber, to not reality, it scared him and it turned out his one love S. was still there, still taking him blood, and his body. He loved S. and apparently S. wasn't very tolerant of anyone else in his life. There was an ugly scene one time when S. found him kissing another boy, and at 25 S. ws the only man who had supped the nectar from him.
In our conversations he got a glimpse of possibilities.
He kept wanting to constrain and limit, but he couldn't fight it any more than I could. He got confused because the words were real, and he was used to cyber and role play. How could anything being typed on the screen be so real.
At home at night during other times, he would shower, and pleasure himself, with thoughts of me .. sometimes more forcefully taking him, most always him submitting to my control, my power, his need obvious.
I was in his room and he was on the bed, looking up at me. I came over to him, softly, nuzzled his neck... he reflexively lifted his head bad, allowing me access to his most vulnerable part, a surrender and submission we both accepted as tacit. I held him in my arms as I sat down on the bed, nipping his throat and ear with my tongue, playing feeling him turgid and heart, hearing his breathing and feeling the butterflies in his stomach. The bonding , he knew what it meant.
I softly unbuttoned his shirt, deftly flicking my knife and pushing the button opening the blade.. He didn't flinch, but proudly offered himself, unafraid, trusting and loving. I made a small nick on the side of his neck, and as I did I noticed a wet spot in his pants.. his penis precumming as a precursor of the scared fluid he was offering me.. both his fluids, his life force and being.
Slowly I lowered by mouth to him, the red spot welling and slowly dripping.. "Oh God," I heard him moan, as he felt me sucking him, my vampire blood thrall. .my slave and lover by boy and partner..
I felt his penis hard beneath his jeans.. and ripped the shirt off him.. he lowered his head.. submitting and wanting me to take him..
I pushed him gently onto the bed, his breathing ragged and loud, and softly fastened the restraints to his left wrist. The leather cuff tightened on his wrist, I pulled the rope attached to the wrist ring taut. Next I deliberately and slowly took the other wrist cuff and put it on his second wrist. He didn't fight, didn't resist, and I tightened it down and then placed a blindfold on his eyes. Nuzzling him and licking his neck softly, I whispered to him, "you are mine boy, I own you body and soul". "Yes sir, he replied," breathing heavily. His cock was an erect hill in his jeans, and he said, "I am yours sir, I serve you, as your thrall as your slave as your boy and lover, my mind and heart and body, all of me are yours to possess to own and take."
Tearing away the remains of the boy's shirt, I ran my hands along his chest, my thumbs touching his nipples and feeling his body shudder in pleasure and anticipation. Unbuckling his belt, I unzipped his jeans, and in one smooth movement pulled them off his lanky frame. His underwear had a large wet sport already where his cock was preparing to offer me his other life fluid.
"I accept you boy," I said, "as my slave, my thrall, my bloods slave and boyslave, my partner, and owned property. I accept your submission, and this will be token of our bonding. I nicked my wrist and a small pool of blood formed.. I placed it by his mouth, and said, "Drink my blood my vampire lover, my boy slave.. Let my blood flow through you as yours is already in me."
I felt this tongue moving and his sucking my fluid into him, sealing our bond. Now there were no limits no barriers...ever. I possessed him in that moment as deeply as he possessed me.. Our minds merged, connecting.
"I belong to you master, " he said, "Take me now sir as your property".
Slipping my hands under his briefs, I pulled them off.. Ripping them and freeing his beautiful boy cock.
I attached Velcro ankle restraints to him, and then clipped a spreader bar to the two cuffs. Keeping his legs spread apart, and rigid.
In one fluid motion, I flipped him and raised his legs high over his head, exposing his boy ass to me. I took a paddle with my other hand and began to spank him, softly at first then increasingly harder. He began to gasp and moan, as I intensified the strokes.. I knew he wanted me to spank him more. To break him.. to own him and bond him totally.
"Count them boy" I told him and he did, his ragged breath and ejaculated numbers coming after each blow. "Please sir, I can't take it.. " I keep methodically hitting him, carefully timing the blows and intensity...He began to shake and cry out.. finally he began to cry, "please sir, please.."
The tears were flowing from his eyes, as I came over and tenderly cupped his head.. kissing them away. "You are mine now...I saw a big smile come on his face.. "I am yours sir, forever"... If his arms were free he would have grabbed and held me.. My mouth engulfed his hard cock, his moaning and breathing coming in even more intense spurts now.. I brought the boy to the brink and backed him off... I did that over and over again.. he was begging now.. "please sir, let me come.. "
I thrust my cock into his mouth, telling him "pleasure me boy" and he did.. he took all of me and then some. He sucked me for what seemed like hours... until I felt myself getting close...
"You want my seed boy?" I asked him.
"YES sir, I need you inside me.. seed me, make me your whore boy and slave... fuck me hard Sir"
I needed no urging as I unsnapped the spreader bar and lifted his legs onto me.. Thrusting my cock into him, I felt his body yield to me.... He thrust back into me and I felt him moaning, giving himself to me.. pleasuring me and wanting me to release my gift into him.. Merging him, cementing him totally with my fluids this day.
"You are mine boy, always, every part of you.. "
"Yes sir, I am yours forever sir, " he replied.. "PLEASE sir," he begged.. Come in me now.. seed me. . mark me with your cum my Master" he cried.
I intensified my thrusting and said, " I am coming in your boyass Bryan, take it boy"... and I began to ejaculate, thrusting and coming deeply into his boyhole... he could feel me.. I heard him say "Oh yes sir"....I feel you in me ..."
We both collapsed. I freed his restraints and held him.. kissing him..
"I belong to you Master, I am yours, your boy your whore your slave your blood thrall" he said as he looked into my eyes.
"Yes you are boy".. you are mine.
I held him close. We were at one.
Reality hit again, as we talked late into the night. But once night we began to talk and he had to leave, I waited an hour but had come in from a kinky s/m club and I was tired. At 4:30 am I went to bed. The next day in email I got.
I really want to know you. I find you very exciting and I hope things can work out for us. Are you usually on at night. I will try again later and I promise I will make time for you next time.
Bryan
And later got:
I stepped out and came back at about 4:50 and you had left an IM, but you were gone by the time I saw it. I feal an attachment to you even though I have never met you. I would love to do some role playing with you. But like I have said it can never be for real.
I have known and loved S. all my life. He allows me to play in worlds of make believe, but he would never tolerate me actually meeting another man. He is a controlling man, but he does not hurt me, He is the first and only man I have ever had sex with. Not including cyber sex, I do share blood with him. We both have a vampire fetish and I get very turned on when he takes my blood. It is like sex, he is taking a part of me into himself. I don't take his blood. He is definitly the dominant one on our relationship and maybe blood is a part of that, I don't know what else you want to know.
I am interested in a cyber, role playing, relationship. That can never lead to actual meeting. If that is something that sounds good to you, great. You are a very sexy man and I would love to be yours in the cyber realm well, I have said it a million times that it will stay in the cyber realm. I hope you decide you want that, because I know that I do. I'll talk to you later.
Bryan
We talked and shared again the bond growing more and more intense. But my dream lover was too much into reality and we couldn't talk on the phone, or do anything real except cyber. I found that too painful.. I could respect his other limits and would even accommodate some of those needs but I needed at least that from him.
Reality intruded onto the boys neat cyber barriers, and he realized sometimes real feels and emotions can ensure across the screen. I know Bryan is deeply attracted to me and cares for me, and I would love nothing more than to explore and bond and be his friend and see where all this could go. But is it not to be. He understands and I understand and we are both very sad.
You are inside me Bryan and I am inside you. I give you this story as a gift, for all the times you won't be able to cyber with me.. and so maybe you can have a small part of what we could have had together. You know there is always a place for you in my life, no matter what or when.
J'taime my vampire boy, my boyslave and lover. Goodbye mon petite garcon...
A toute l'heure.
J.
I sent him this story.. as a final gift to him.
I got this back.
I guess I can't say anymore than that. That was a wonderful letter. I am so sorry that my typed words are not enough for you. I have always told people I an only into cyber dreams. I would love to cyber with you. I would surender anything to you, my Master. My powerful vampire. I could never resist your will. Why would I want to. I would love to accept your punishments of pain and bondage. You are so much what I have been looking for, if you could only accept my works in a written form. I am much more open when I write anyway.
Bye, my Master
Bryan