Black Kat: First Victim
This story is out of my own mind. The characters represented here-in are mine and any resemblance to others is a coincidence.
The following story is adult oriented for mature audiences, it contains : male on female sexual acts as well as vaprism. If this is not your thing then please read no further... you have been warned.
This is my forth story and will be my second from a females point of view. I am not a female and therefore I am sure that I will say or act things out differently then a actuall female would. Please bear with me on this aspect and just enjoy the story. Please feel free to email me with comments or post them in the story section of the forum.
My name is Katrina. I am sure at one point in my life there was more to it, but alas I cannot remember. When I was young I was infected with lycanthropy... a disease that causes one to become a werewolf. In my case I am a were-panther. Later in life a vampire who swore he loved me took me... I was changed when with him, but I managed to slay him and escape. From then I vowed I would hunt them, and any other kind that plagues the lives of humans. There is much more to me, but the rest I was born with. I was born to a demon father and a human mother. I am part succubus by birth, though not as cruel and savage as a full-blooded demon of my kind. I use my abilities to my advantage... lulling my male victims into a state of security... into my bed... it is there that I make them mine before I slay them.
I am currently traveling on my way to a small city. I received a message from someone, claiming they wished to hire my hands. I was given little information on what the job would be, but I decided that I would come out and see what it is all about before I make my choice. As I arrive I get very strage looks from the city folk. Some see me as a threat, others just do not understand me. Very few have heard of me and run off to let other know that I am here, those of which I hope do not try and kill me.
I wander into the city and dip into the shadows. Granted I keep myself very concealed, only showing my deep red feline eyes, I still do not like being watched... it bothers me... but not in the way you would think. Being what I am I enjoy being watched... it turns me on. This is why I try not to be seen. The scent of my arousal is strong to any non mortal and it usually attracts extra attention, attention that I do not want... yet.
I finally arrive at the address I was given via the message and I look around. It is a tavern, a fairly wealthy one by the looks of it. I slowly open the door and walk in. As I enter my ears twitch under my hood, listening in on many conversations. Hearing a lot of 'look it's her' and 'oh no what now's. I ignore it and I move to a empty table in the dark corner, removing my mask and taking out a small ornate bottle and a glass. I was informed that they would meet me here and judging by the time I still have a little while. I pour myself a glass of a deep red liquid. It is dragons blood, supplied to me by a friend so that I will not have to kill... at least... not outside of my 'work'.
Finally a man enters the bar and scans the room. As I watch him I notice his eyes... they are not human, but rather lupis. He is obviously a were wolf. He finally sees me and begins to walk over. As he does I put my mask back on. He sits across from me and hands me an envelope. I tilt my head curiously as I open it and read the letter inside. I begin to grin as I read on. It turns out this is the man I am being hired to kill. He has lost control of the beast within and has killed countless people without realizing it. I am to be paid generously if I am able to kill him quickly. Finally I finish reading the letter and I tuck it into my pocket.
"Well, it seems a friend of your wanted you to meet me." I say slyly. It is apparent to me he has not heard of my, or what I do.
"Yes it would seem so. Though they told me in adcance that they were getting me a woman for my birthday." He grins at me across the table.
I am somewhat shocked that they would promise such a thing, but then again perhaps it was just their way of getting him to go... and perhaps I can enjoy myself with this one a bit. "Oh so they did, did they? Well, why don't we get a room and talk more when we get there?"
He agrees and we get a room and head upstairs. As we enter the room I use my magic to seal the room, making it soundproof and allowing this man no way to escape. While I am doing this he immediately begins to undress and turns to me completely nude. I cannot help but notice his exceptionally large organ hanging between his legs limply. I want to have fun with this one, and for that he has to be a werewolf. I walk up to him while speaking.
"Now now, aren't you in a hurry? Why don't you show me your true self sir?"
I can tell by his face he is confused. "What do you mean wench?"
"There is more to you then you realize... I can see it in your eyes... and I'm sure you know what I'm talking about."
Finally I see him grin so at least he knows what he is. "You want to see what I am? Are you sure wench... are you sure you can take me? Not afraid I will rip you in two?!" As he speaks his body transforms into a black werewolf. I can feel my arousal as I look over his large muscular body and gulp as I see his organ has at least doubled in size. He walks toward her threateningly and she begins to laugh as her sex moistens quickly. He stopps and sniffs the air, obviously picking up on her scent. "Your not what you appear to be... feline."
I smile as I undress slowly, teasingly, using my abilities to seduce him... not that I need to. My smile turns to a grin as I see his member growing just from my scent and my show. Once I am nude he cannot help but fall to sit on the bed, I can see actual drool as he stares at my body.
I stand about 5 foot 9 with jet black fur. My eyes are a deep red and my ears are always listening. My long tail sways behind me dazzling most. The only other color on my fur is blood red streak from by cleavage to my opening. I walk towards him slowly, licking my lips as my tail sways behind me. He stares at me as his member gets a bit larger, the tip almost coming from the safety of the sheath. "My my... you sure are very... sexy... wench.... And that scent... it is... enthralling."
I approach him, purring all the way. I know I am going to enjoy this very much. "Yes, I know... now... let me help you with your... problem." I kneel down on the ground between his legs and he parts them even more for me. I lean in slowly, still purring as I stare at his large member before me. I kiss it softly, my purring adding to his pleasure as he moans softly. I work my skillfull tongue gently over his sheath working my way to the tip. Once there I swirl my tongue over the pick tip, causing him to arch his back as more of his member is coaxed forth.
Finally seeing more of it I engulf him into my mouth, driving him deep down my throat and using my lips to push his sheath all the way back, fully exposing him all the way to the knot. His knot is growing as my throat and tongue massage his throbbing member. I slide his out of my throat and I gasp as I see him fully erect. He is at least 14 inches long and about 5 or 6 around... not at the knot. I slide him back down my throat and work him faster and faster. I can tell by his reactions that he won't last much longer, but that's alright.
"Oh my..." He moans out. "You sure are... good at what you doooOOOOO." His words turn into a slight howl as he explodes down my awaiting throat, I try to swallow it all, loving the taste of his wolf seed, but some escapes my mouth, dripping thickly down over his balls and over his tail hole. I slowly slide him out of my mouth and he surly thinks I am done as he lays back on the bed panting. He is surprised as my tongue works over his balls, licking up the salty goodness. My tongue moves and I wonder how he would react to a good rim job, and I decide to try as my tongue darts around his pink tail hole.
He grips the bed as pleasure waves through him once again as my tongue laps at his hole, dipping in slightly as I realize he likes it. I continue to manipulate my tongue on his rosebud until it is glistening with my saliva, then I slowly kiss my way up his body, noting the twitch from his member as I reach his face and kiss him deeply, letting him taste his own seed as I straddle his hardening member. As we kiss he regains his 'blood flow' and positions his tip to enter my. I notice this and position my tail to enter him.
I gasp as I feel his large tip pop into me and he jerks a bit as he feels the tip of my tail enter him. He slowly slides into me and I have to abuse my demonic ability to adjust my cavity to fit him or he would have split me open. I get lost in the pleasure, it has been a while since I have felt something this large within me. I move my tail deeper into him and fuck him with it as I ride him like a horse. Finally I can feel his knot trying to get in and I can tell he is actually keeping it out of me.
"No mr... I want... all of you in me..."
That's all he needed to hear as he thrusts up as I come down and I throw my head back with a roar as his knot tears into my, the sides of my cavity actually ripping causing me to bleed, but also increasing my pleasure. He feels the blood leaking from where we are connected and he can smell it, but so can I... as my fangs elongate themselves and I find myself staring at his neck. I move and kiss his neck gently to hide them from him as he speaks to me.
"See wench, I told you I would tear you apart." I can hear worry in his voice though he might not know it himself, so I answer him.
"Fear not mr... I am fine."
I can feel myself getting closer and closer to climax, and normally I would make my kill with it, sucking out their soul as they climax with in me, but I want this one to me mine... forever.
"Wench... I'm... almost.... There..."
"Yes, that's it. Cum in me, become mine..."
I do not give him time to question my words as I reach my climax and toss my head back in a thunderous roar, as my sex grips him he too releases himself into me, but he also spots my fangs and I see the fear in his eyes. I waste no time as I move to his neck and bury my fangs within him, sucking out his blood, which to me tastes exquisite. He tries to scream out, but gives in to the pleasure. I chose to make it pleasurable to him, normally I tear out a chunk of my victim's throat to get at their blood faster, but like I said. I want him to be mine.
I drink until he is within and inch of his life then I stop. He begins to become a creature of the night as I lay on him and sleep so my body can chance his blood to my own. We sleep together, still tired together by his large member, our juices and my blood still soaking into his fur. About 9 hours later I awaken. I roll off of him and move my head to his sex, cleaning the mess of fluid and blood from his fur with my feline tongue. Just as I finish he awakens.
"M-Mistress Katrina?"
I grin, knowing I will enjoy my new slave... over... and over. "Yes my slave... I am your mistress... now, lets get busy."
That's all, I'm not over impressed with it myself, but it is good in other aspects.