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Virtue of a Vampire	By : caramelcaptain Category: +A through F > CastleVania Views: 2676 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Pet
- 1
“It’s all ruined, Hector. Utterly, shatteringly ruined.”

Lenore sat hunched over, staring despondently at the floor. While she was draped in a sleek silk gown and sat primly atop her luxurious bed, Hector could see the dark circles under her eyes as he walked in and closed the door gently behind himself. It had been 3 days since Isaac had invaded Styria and deposed Carmilla, turning Lenore’s world upside down in the process. His Night Creatures had already set about cleaning the wreckage and undergoing repairs but one would not know this from the state of Lenore’s room. It was as if a hurricane had hit the room, turning furniture upside down and throwing papers, furniture and all kinds of belongings strewn across the floor. Clearly, Lenore had not seen it worthwhile to tidy the place. After all, what was the point any more?

“Oh, it’s not so bad. The lack of daily threats to my life is certainly a welcome change,” said Hector with a smile as he sat beside her. Lenore shook her head and sighed.

“Oh, that’s all well and good for you. But where does that leave me? My life is ruined. Completely.”

Hector stared at her, frowning.

“And why is that? Isaac has left you alive, at my request. You will be well treated here.”

Lenore let out a bitter laugh.

“Well treated? Hector, I was a queen and now I am nothing but a prisoner. That scoundrel will have me watched constantly and will not allow me even an iota of freedom. I can feel that disgusting spell that he’s cast upon the castle. He’s stripped me of my natural strength, my powers. I am helpless. The moment I step out of line, he will come down upon me swiftly and without mercy.”

“So don’t step out of line.”

She glared at him.

“What would you have me do? Sit here, locked away in my tower, like some kind of plaything? Some kind of …”

She felt Hector’s hand close around her wrist. It was gentle at first and then firm. And then it tightened, vice like. She met his eye and saw a coldness there she had not seen before.

“Like some kind of pet?” he said, voice flat and hard.

“Hector, I -”

Before she could finish her thought, Hector’s hand tangled in the flaming locks of her hair behind her head and pulled her forward, his mouth engulfing hers in a bruising kiss.

Her eyes widened and she pushed against him with her free hand as his tongue snaked into her mouth but with her strength sapped by Isaac’s spell, she could do nothing. She closed her eyes and moaned softly into his mouth as his hands began to roam her body, squeezing at her curves with a roughness that she had not experienced from him before.

He broke away and began to lay hot, devouring kisses against her swan like neck, his teeth nipping at her skin.

“Hector …” she moaned. “What’s gotten into you?”

With a squeal of surprise, she was lifted off of the bed in Hector’s muscled arms and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist while he carried her across the room.

Lenore’s back slammed into the far wall of the room and she let out a gasp of surprise, followed by a moan as his hands mauled her flesh through her night dress. He was all over her, his chiseled, muscular form enveloped her, overtaken by a lust that she didn’t know dwelled within him.

Lenore gasped again as his hand crept under the hem of her gown, goosebumps springing up as rough hands roamed under her ass and then clawed at the fabric of her panties. She squeaked, but before she knew it, the fabric snapped as he tore it from her waist, keeping her pressed against the wall with the weight of his body.

“You really are something aren’t you?” growled Hector. “You privileged bitch. You whine and groan about how your life is ruined but you treated me like dirt. Consider this come uppance. Because Lenore, you’re absolutely right. You’re a pet. You’re MY pet.”

She felt a shiver run up her spine but before she could reply, he had pulled his trousers down with his free hand and she felt his hot, pulsing member pressing against her sex. She groaned. She was dripping wet.

“You’re so … hard … “ she murmured. She could feel him. Huge, hot and iron hard, pushing against her sex. She was sopping wet, positively soaked and he knew it.

He growled, nipping at her neck before breathing into her ear.

“Tell me what you want, Lenore.”

She ran her fingers through his hair as he pulled back and looked her in the eyes. Her face was flushed, eyes wide. He kissed her, lips hot and bruising, taking a moan from her that he devoured before pulling back.

She took in a shuddering breath before replying.

“I want you to fuck me.”

He growled again and he pushed his huge, throbbing length inside her in one smooth motion. Her sopping pussy accepted him with a loud squelch and she let out a long, loud moan. She had never felt him this hard or huge before. It was a completely different beast entirely.

“Oh, fuuuuck,” she breathed as he held her there, his cock throbbing inside her.

She could feel the head of his member pulsing inside her and the sensation was simply something else. He stayed still, embedded inside her only for a moment before moving. And when he started moving, she could only hold on for dear life. Hector had no time for starting slow. As soon as he began to thrust, his hips snapped against her at a rapid, jackhammer pace, hard, harsh and unforgiving, thrashing her about like a ragdoll. She had never in her life been fucked like this before.

Lenore's head tilted back and she could only moan as he penetrated her quivering tunnel from a new angle, one that directly stimulated her engorged clit. He pushed into her, harder and harder, furiously slamming into her with utterly reckless abandon. She could feel her legs trembling, she could feel her arms quivering as he took her, slowly driving her further and further towards the edge, towards the inevitable explosion.

“Oooohhhh ffffuuuuuuuckkk,” she breathed, clinging on for dear life as her entire body shuddered against him, the tremors threatening to break her death grip around his shoulders. “So …s-so ffffucking FULL!”

His lips were against her ear, whispering, snarling, scorching her skin with his breath.

“I am going to take you, Lenore. I am going to fucking destroy you. I’m going to ravage you, make you scream until your lungs burst. You belong to me.”

Lenore continued to cry out as she felt herself tightening, squeezing and twitching inside with each thrust. Her scarlet hair was flinging every which way from the force of his assault, her whole body coming undone as the hard grind of his hips broke her apart, piece by piece. Each thrust forced Lenores breath out, making her moans come out choppy and ragged. Unthinkably, impossibly, he was fucking her harder and harder with each thrust, slamming into her with such force that she feared they would break the wall. He thrust harder and harder, fiercer, deeper, grunting each time until he speared her, impaling her so deeply that her eyes bulged.

The impact made Lenore scream out once more before her body lurched violently in his grip. Her eyes rolled back as everything else in the room, in the plane, in the world melted into oblivion. The only thing that mattered was the roiling, rippling wave of euphoria washing over her. Her muscles locked and spasmed, her necks strained as her head whipped from side to side. It felt like sanity itself was being washed away by the way. But at this point, she couldn’t care less. She was shivering and bucking with him impaled inside her, and each wave of blinding pleasure that rampaged through her made her pussy ripple around him. It stretched on and on until Lenore was fairly sure she would suffocate.

Lenore could feel her insides twisting, twitching around his pounding member as she continued to shudder and jerk in his grip. Nails raking like claws over Hector’ shoulders, arms and chest, She sobbed into his neck as he churned her into a pile of sexual mush. It felt as if it dragged on for an eternity, a brutal, wondrous, debilitating whirlwind of ecstasy that erased all thoughts of her sisters or Styria. There was only the cock plunging in and out of her. Tears sprung from the corners of Lenore's eyes, it was like nothing she had ever felt before. As the burning began to fade, her entire frame sagged in his grip, melting against Hector, completely limp aside from the occasional tremors wracking her body in the aftershock of the disaster that had ravaged her. His thrusts ground to a halt but for the third time, a shiver ran up her spine as he heard her chuckle deeply into her ear.

“I’m not finished with you yet.”

He set her down on her feet and her knees bent, legs quiver uncontrollably. She had to steady herself on the wall, pressing her back to it as she sucked in air like a fish out of water. His hands mauled her chest, pressing her back against the wall as he squeezed her breasts roughly before ripping away her night gown entirely, tearing it to shreds and leaving her completely nude before him, dripping with sweat.

Snarling, he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around so that she faced the wall. She pressed her hands on the wall, struggling to stay on her feet. She could see her sweat dripping from her body, among other things. Lenore was too fuck numbed to do anything but comply as he pressed his cock against her pussy once again.

“Alright, Lenore. You love games? I have one to play. Here are the rules. I can do anything to you, anything I want. If you fall, I will fuck you to shreds until you pass out. Are we clear?”

“H … Hector … please … I … just slow down, I n-need …”

He didn’t give Lenore a chance to finish and shoved his rod roughly into her sopping cunt. She groaned, hands scrambling against the wall as he began to pump into her at a steady, unrelenting pace.

“Oh God...Oh God...” she moaned. Hector watched her with a smile on his face, relishing the sight of her breasts swinging back and forth with each thrust. Her pussy was dripping, splashing the floor with her juices.

Hector thrust into her at that upward angle and she shrieked, her knees buckling.

“Please...Please...slow...slower, I can’t..I-I can’t- ohhh fuuuuck...“

Her pleas descended into incoherent moans as Hector’s palm smacked into her ass. He continued to fuck her, every once in a while hitting that sensitive spot and making her legs tremble and bow dangerously. Each time, he would spank her ass, drawing out a squeal and making her straighten up.

Then without warning, he grabbed her hair in one hand and then her breast with the other. He went into overdrive, thrusting like an animal, roaring as he did. Lenore shrieked, the room filled with a symphony of skin against skin as he repeatedly bottomed out inside her, several times a second. It was like his rod was vibrating rapidly inside her and crackles of electricity tingled through her already convulsing pussy. Her eyes widened and she screamed, clear liquid exploding from her pussy in long tendrils.

“FUCK! FUUUUCK!”

Hector finally pulled out of her and she moaned, swaying precariously. A rough hand swatted at her raw backside one last time and with that, her legs gave way and she collapsed. She lay on a heap on the floor, face buried in the carpet, smelling her own sweat and juices as she moaned softly to herself.

“I told you, Lenore. We’re not finished.”

She felt his rough hands on her hips again and her limp, breathless form was flipped over so that she was lying on her back, staring blankly at the ceiling as she continued to try fruitlessly to regain her breath. This was too much … she had wanted a fuck but this was something else. This was a mauling.

He loomed over her and sank to his knees, wrestling her legs upwards in a V and then pressing them down so that her thighs pressed against her breasts. She just groaned and whimpered, helpless in his grip.

He sank into her once more, snarling like a beast as he took her. He fucked her with long, deep strikes, starting slow at first with this new angle but steadily picking up speed as her moans grew longer, louder and more desperate. Spurred by her animalistic mewls, he went into overdrive once more.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

His hands were planted to either side of her head, his face inches from her’s, eyes closed as he focused on pounding the busty detective into, if not through, the floor. If Lenore could have torn her eyes away from his surging, fat, swollen prick churning its way into her, she would have been embarrassed to admit how handsome she found him from this angle. Held above her, his cock tearing its way down into her prone, sweaty form.

Lenore felt her body beginning to give way, her breath coming in faster yet shallow gasps, her heart rate surprising slow for someone going through such an adrenaline fueled ordeal. Still, she wouldn’t think of stopping now, and it wasn’t like she could stop Hector anyway. Much to her delight, Hector didn’t give a shit if she wanted to resist or not, continuing to fulfill his promise to make her nothing but a fuckpet, a base animal interested only in mating , a walking jizz-trough.

WHAMWHAMWHAM

It was all too much for Lenore. Shuddering, Lenore’s plump lips let out stattaco high-pitched moans as her hands came up to Hector’s sinewy arms, marveling at his strong muscles. Her pretty eyes, nearly bulging out of her head with hearts, rolled back into her head blank and white. With another thunderous thrust, Hector thrust into the back of her womb, bashing her cervix wide open as surely as he was beating away the last shreds of Lenore’s sanity.

Still with her eyes rolled back, Lenore’s ass muscles tensed as she came, pussy squeezing around Hector’s iron bar of a cock tightly. She was screaming, unaware of anything other than the sensations rampaging through her body.

“Hector! FUCK! PLEASE! YOU’RE TEARING ME APART!” Her body flopped on the floor, thrashing for a few moments like someone undergoing convulsions or electric shock therapy.

Lenore’s throat strained visibly as she shrieked. But it wasn’t over yet. Hector switched his grip and rolled over, dragging her with him. Now, he was on his back and her sweat soaked form was draped over him, his dick still deep inside her. Hector began hammering upwards, bouncing her up and down above him like a ragdoll. Soon, Lenore exploded in orgasm again. All she could do was hold on for dear life, sitting upright as her tits bounced wildly, her flying everywhere. Just as the first orgasm finished, another one burst out of nowhere. Lenore felt her muscles contracting painfully as pleasure caused her to convulse, eyes rolling into the back of her head. Saliva flew from her mouth as she writhed, any coherent thought fucked out of her. Her body was aching as orgasm after orgasm hit her.

“FUCK! NO! SHIT! AHHHH! I’M...FUCK! STOOOOP! STOP! STOP! STOP!”

Lenore collapsed across Hector’s chest, shuddering each time his cock jammed into her. She was sobbing, tears streaming down her face.

“PLEASE! YOU’RE KILLING ME! I’M MELTING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! FUUUUUUUUCK!”

Her scream died away and her eyes closed as she became completely limp. After a few more thrusts, Hector pulled out of her. But he was still hard.

He rolled her onto her back and then pulled out with a squelch as she lay completely still. After taking a moment to admire her sweat soaked form, Hector roughly flipped her over onto her stomach and layed a loud smack against her backside, setting the pale, flawless skin jiggling alluringly. He stared down at her plump, perfect ass and then grinned.

He placed the mushroom head of his cock against her asshole and began to push. She moaned deliriously in her sleep but inexorably, he began to enter her ass, inch by agonising inch. He began to thrust, short, shallow thrusts that pushed him further and further inside, bit by bit until he was fully embedded within her, root to stem.

She awoke and began moaning again immediately, loud and hoarse as his thrusting grew faster and harder.

“God … oh god, Hectooooor,” she groaned. “W-What are you d-doing to meeeee.”

Hector laughed coldly and gripped her hair, roughly pulling her up to her hands and knees.

“Isn’t it obvious?” he snarled. “I’m fucking your ass, pet.”

“Oh FUCK! HECTOR Aaaggh!!!” her legs stretched out, her toes curled, her fingers clawed the floor and she screamed until it was a hoarse squeak. Hector rampaging into her ass with relentless vigor as mere moments into her anal domination her body clenched up and she climaxed, dropping limp into the floor as if she passed out, trembling and shaking from more then the forceful thrusts of Hector’s hard fucking.

“Don’t pass out.” Hector growled, pressing down on her and burying his cock into her ass, “Stay awake. Feel every inch stretching you out, I want you to FEEL it.” he growled into her ear as she squeaked erotically, shaking as he licked her cheek possessively again. “This is what it means to be my pet …How many times did you cum?” he asked, hissing in her ear as she shuddered.

…She had no idea… it felt like her body had been torn apart and then put back together, she couldn’t think, she could barely even breathe.

“I want to cum too.” He said firmly as she whimpered, realizing what was cumming as his arms wrapped around her tightly, pinning her arms to her sides as he pulled slowly out of her ass. “Now be a good little whore and GET! ME! THERE!” he grunted, railing into her body as she SCREAMED her pleasure.

“OH FUCK HECTOR! MY ASS! MY! ASSSSSS!!”

“Ugh! Ughh! NNGH!!” he buried his cock into her, both of them shaking wildly as he sighed and sprayed her insides.

“Aahaa! Ah…uuugh…” she groaned, her eyes rolling up into her head as he SQUEEZED her... “Haa…” she shuddered as he buried his face into her shoulder, rubbing against her silky sweaty skin as he thoroughly ruined her insides.

“MGh… mmmn…” he grunted, absently bucking his hips as he emptied himself, “MMmn… you’re a real good FUCK Lenore. I’m not done yet.” he declared as she whimpered, feeling him expertly remove himself from her ass, and push against her pussy lips again.

“Hector, pleeeaaaase…” she whined helplessly but could do nothing but take his cock regardless…

“We’re just getting started, pet”

“I … I can’t take m-much more of this,” she whimpered. Helpless mentally and physically to his desires. “Aahhgh shit…” she hissed, “Aaagh!!” and everything was a blur.

She didn’t know how long he fucked her like this. She didn’t know for how long he manhandled her, wrestling her around the bed, twisting her body in every shape imaginable. Orgasm ran into orgasm. Time blurred in Lenore's mind.

She was on her knees, face down in a puddle of her own cum, while Hector fucked her from behind. He was kneeling with her on his lap, facing away from him as he pulled her up and down on his cock, as if masturbating himself with her body. She was on her side, one leg raised, her fingers gently stroking his balls as he pumped deep into her from behind. She was lying on her back again, bent almost double, her feet up on Hector's shoulders as he crushed her against the floor with every thrust into her.

She was coming, coming, coming, coming - on her back, on her hands and knees, lying on her stomach, on her side. Fucked. So completely, utterly fucked, so completely, utterly full of his cock.

Coming. Screaming, or in silence. Clawing and biting, or lying still, unable to do anything else.

Coming until her entire body ached, until she could scarcely move, until she could no longer make a sound - until she could barely even breathe.

It was all she knew. The cock inside her. The pressure against her clit. The firm grip on her tits.

She didn't know how many times she came. She didn't know for how long. Then, darkness.

Hector collected Lenore’s limp form in his arms, as if she weighed nothing, throwing her across the room so that she landed face first on the mattress, her lower half dangling off of the edge of the bed. One leg hung helplessly over the edge while the other was propped up on the mattress, unwittingly presenting her ravaged sex to Hector as he advanced. It was time to finish this.

He slammed into her in one thrust and wasted no time, immediately hammering her sex with all of his strength. Lenore’s limp body shuddered and he fucked her like this, a complete ragdoll before him, her eyes closed until they suddenly flew upon and she screamed, her orgasm literally waking her from her slumber. Sweat was pouring from her glistening body, soaking into the sheets. Her hair was strewn across her face, flying every which way as she was thrashed around, framing the anguished look on her flushed face. The vampire would have been shocked to see herself so utterly dominated as she clawed at the mattress, shuddering with each thrust.

He fucked her like a wild beast and another orgasm soon crashed over her, followed by another and another. She was twitching fitfully, no longer coherent in any sense of the word. The intense, mind shattering pleasure finally broke through her pride. It was just too much, she couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t think. If Hector didn’t stop, she felt as if she would lose her mind. She quaked and shook: every muscle in her body tensed as she creamed all over Hector’s invading monster.

“HECTOR! GOD! AHHHHHHHHHH! GUUUAAAHHHHH! FUUUUUUUUUUUCK! PLEASE! HAHHHH! It’s...it’s TOO MUCH! GOD! PLEASE! STOP!”

Hector just shook his head and roared, and if anything, his pace increased.

“BEG ME! BEG YOUR MASTER!” he boomed. His hand slammed into her quivering buttocks with a thunderous smack. He repeated the motion several times, relishing in the sound.

Lenore’s eyes were rolling back into her head and her spine arched, legs going rigid.

“MASTER!” she shrieked. “PLEASE! HAVE MERCY! PLEASE! FUUUUUUUUUCK!”

“WHAT ARE YOU? TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE!”

He grabbed her wrists and pulled on them like the reigns of a bucking horse, slamming into her so hard that the bed shuddered. She was trying to answer but each thrust just made her shriek, her legs twitching crazily.

“WHAT!” He thrust with all his strength, the slap of skin on skin booming across the room. “ARE!” Again, another thrust, even harder this time. “YOU!”

Lenore was sobbing, tears streaming down her face as her mind melted from the pleasure.

“YOUR PET! I’M … I’M YOUR FUCKING PET HECTOR!”

Lenore’s body descended into one massively violent convulsion and she moaned, and screamed and shrieked again and again and again until there was no air left in her lungs to make sounds. And then she was still once again.

Hector grunted, flipping her over onto her back, he continued slamming into her, her jelly-like legs draped over her shoulders. He was blissfully unaware of the fact that her eyes were closed and she had gone completely limp. Her body flopped and jiggled as Hector continued thrusting like a mad man. This continued for some time, the man having been completely taken over by lust. Lenore’s eyes fluttered open and her moaning began anew.

Lenore could do nothing but paw weakly at the sheets, which were now soaked through with her own sweat.

“Hahhh...unh.. H-H-..ahhhh..H-Hectoooor,” she groaned, eyes rolling back into her head.

“That’s not my name,” he growled and put more of his weight into her, engulfing her body completely bending her legs roughly backwards so her ankles pressed into the mattress on either side of her head. She wheezed, staring into his eyes pleadingly.

“M-master …. Master …. Master ...P-please....st-stop....I...I can’t take it....I...I can’t take anymore...” With that, she let out a final weak groan and her eyes closed once more.

As if that were the trigger, Hector found the familiar pressure building in his nether regions, building up to a catastrophic climax. He slammed into her one more time, her entire body lurching from the force and then erupted inside her with astonishing force. Her eyes flew open again and she shrieked, still only half conscious of what was going on. Hectorslammed into her again as more of his seed burst forth and a shockwave raced through her flesh, squeezing out another hoarse yell from her ravaged throat.
His release burst inside her, flooding her canal with such force that the excess squirted out from around his invading cock, splattering her legs. He pulled out of her, and a flood of goo burst from her overflowing cunt. He wasn’t finished yet as he clambered over her and positioned himself on his knees over her face.

He grabbed her by the hair and without warning; he slammed himself back inside her open mouth, pushing her face right into his stomach. He began pumping into her mouth, each fierce thrust ramming his knob-end deep into her clenching vocal tract. She was making extravagant gurgling noises in the back of her helpless throat and her airway, spittle bubbling from the sides of her mouth. A thick burst of cum exploded from his cock, flooding her throat. Hector pulled out once more and a river of his seed flowed from Lenore’s wretching mouth, dripping down her chin and splattering down all over her heaving breasts. Lenore’s head fell back limply on the mattress, her eyes shut once more.

His hand pumped furiously at his member. A great gout of sticky white fluid erupted from him, hosing the comatose Lenore. His release was colossal as the cum splattered across her stomach, then her breasts, standing out against her pale skin. The thick white fluid painted her face, trickling over her closed eyelids. Finally spent, Hector collapsed at the foot of the bed, his head spinning as he slowly came to his senses.

After a moment, Hector stood, looming over Lenore, surveying his work. She was an absolute mess. The once proud and powerful vampire lay limp in a pool of her own juices, her eyes closed, her exhausted body still twitching and quivering in the aftermath of the fuck storm she had just endured. Her skin was flushed, glistening with sweat where it wasn’t covered with Hector’s seed.

His cum had fallen to form a spider web pattern over her heaving tits, dripping slowly down her body to pool around her navel. Her legs were still spread, allowing Hector to see his cum still oozing from her battered pussy, forming a puddle on the mattress. Her face was a sticky mess, white goo pooling around her eye lid and dripping lazily down her chin.

Hector grinned and laughed. He knelt over her prone, twitching form and shook her but she remained unconscious, murmuring slightly. Hector sighed and patted her lightly on the face until she shook awake, groaning as she did.

“H-hector?”

“Are you alright, Lenore?”

She groaned and her body shivered, back arching slightly, as if the aftershocks of her last shattering orgasm were still taking their toll.

“I- I d-don’t know,” she murmured, her voice soft and strained. “Y-you f-fucked my brains out, Hector … I-I c-can’t feel my legs.”

He smiled, his hand gently caressing her chin and pulling it up so that she met his eyes.

“That was the general idea, pet. Now, are you going to behave yourself?”

She stared up at him, biting her lip, trembling.

“Y-yes …”

Hector raised an eyebrow.

“Yes what?”

Lenore was silent for a moment and Hector growled, roughly grabbing her cum soaked tits. Lenore’s back arch and she moaned, eyes rolling.

“Y-yes … yes master.”

Hector smiled again and grabbed her by the hair roughly pulling her off the bed so she fell in a heap on her ass before his hardening rod. He slapped it gently against her cum soaked face as she whimpered, staring up at him with wide, fearful eyes.

“That’s better, pet. Now, don’t worry. You can rest. But rest assured, we’re going to have some more fun later.”
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