Erin, walking down the memory lane: Diner
From Create Your Own Story
“The demon won’t fall, the demon won’t fall” You think as you frantically empty your clip. He slowly moves towards you. You feel your resolve fade as you drown yourself in his eyes. As the last bullet engages in the chamber you don’t have the will to press the trigger anymore. You now that his terrible fangs will be in your neck in just a few seconds but you don’t care, you’re actually hoping for all this to finish soon.
Sam’s massive shadow tackles the man the moment his claws are about to grab your arms.
“Get the hell out of here kid” He screams as his hammer-like hands pound the head of the monster into the floor. You turn around just to face the distorted face of the waitress. Her freckles stand out on her pale cheeks. Her beautiful eyes force you again in the same trance as before, only this time you feel aroused by her saliva dripping fangs. Your hand reaches for her exposed breast; it’s cold but soft, so soft. Her nipple hardens as you gently expose your jugular to your new friend. She smiles, grabbing your waist and closing the gap between you.
Her freezing breath on your neck, the puncture on your artery, her exploring hands, everything coincides in your gut to explode as an orgasm, many orgasms actually, one for every pulsation of your blood flooding your lovers throat. You scream your pleasure when you feel your mistress’ teeth being pulled out from your neck. Sam’s comforting arms close around you as he drags you to the streets. Your body still convulsing from the potent orgasms you just had you fade into darkness.
When you wake up you're in an ambulance. A couple of men and a woman are tending to your wound. Behind them, the always vigilant figure of Sam watches over you. You fall asleep again.
You wake up in an hospital. You’re in the middle of really crowded corridor. A few feet away from you, Sam is sleeping on a chair. You belly still aches for the convulsions you had earlier. The dressing on your neck wound brings memories of your lovers fangs on your neck. Just thinking about it makes you wet.
A couple of nurses are taking care of the patients a few beds away from you. You close your eyes to rest for a while. You’re unable to sleep. You open your eyes again. The nurses have moved closer to you.
Sam is snoring, you’ve never seen him like this but the tension on your pussy is too strong to ignore; you need to have it relieved. Sam is actually pretty sexy, you wouldn’t mind spending some quality time with him. You’re sure he must have a huge shaft. A juicy shaft to fill your pussy, a powerful shaft to fulfill your needs…
As your thoughts drifts away on an erotic journey your hands slowly drift down your chest gently ending on your crotch. Before you can realize it you’re fingering yourself fantasizing about training officer. As you reach the orgasm your eyes drift away from Sam to fall on the nurses.
They’re looking at you.
They look hungry.
They have fangs.
They’re almost upon you.
You jump from your bed and run away from the monsters. As you reach the end of the corridor you peak back. They are feasting on Sam. He screams for your help. Poor Sam, your Sam…
You collide with something as you turn around the corner.. Darkness surrounds you.
That’s all you can remember. You have no clue of how you ended up in this cage. So, what now?
Do you try to comfort the crying person or explore your cage for a weak spot and try to escape?
