He stirred, and opened his eyes slowly. There was light, but the room he was in was painted flat black, making it hard to discern its features.
He was cold and naked, and when he tried to move, he found that his arms were bound behind his back, and his ankles were shackled to the hard chair he was seated in. He was still too groggy to panic, and instead tried to remember how he got there.
He’d been at the club with his friends. There had been a woman there…a stunning woman in a green dress with white skin, platinum blonde hair, and oddly pale eyes that seemed to almost glow. He couldn’t stop looking at her. She’d come over to him and drew him out on the dance floor, and the last thing he could remember was their bodies grinding together to the primal beat of the music.
“Ah, you’re awake,” a voice like dark honey pierced his reverie. It was her. He looked up to see her casually leaning in the doorway, gloriously naked, a delicate tattoo inked over much of her body. He remembered seeing bits of it before, but didn’t realize how extensive it was.
“Where am I?” he asked weakly.
She chuckled, “You’re exactly where I want you.”
“What am I doing here?”
She walked over to him, and he could smell her intoxicating perfume. It smelled of jasmine and sex. She bent over until their noses were almost touching and whispered, “You’re here because you have something I want.”
Before he could ask anything further, she covered his mouth with hers and kissed him deeply. He groaned and returned the kiss with fervor. He felt something inside of him tug painfully, and gasped. She reached for his cock, and found he was hard as steel. She straddled his body, and lowered herself onto it, groaning as it penetrated her.
He noticed two small fangs in her mouth and asked fearfully, “Are you a vampire?”
“Oh no, my beauty…I’m something much, much worse. And yet so much better.”
She contracted around his cock and he marveled at the feeling. It was like her walls were lined with little suckers that rippled along his length and he shuddered, having never felt anything like it before.
“Now that I have your attention, we have a deal to work out,” she purred, “If you willingly give me what I want, I will give you a lifetime of the most amazing pleasure you’ve ever experienced.”
Suddenly she stilled, and contracted around him again, but this time he stiffened his body as he felt just the barest tips of dozens of needle-like stingers dimpling his cock, “But if you fight me for it, I will make sure that you die the most horrific and painful of deaths.”
The stingers were quickly sheathed, and he relaxed a bit, “So…wha…what do you want from me?” he stammered.
She leaned forward, pressing her warm breasts against his chest, and whispered into his ear, “I want your soul.”
She stood, leaving his cock rock hard, and slick with her juices. He shivered with need, and strained against his bindings, “You have a choice to make, lover…what will it be?”