1. A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    underground club, and I could see that most people were done “playing” and those who still lingered around, sat at the bar and lounged in the common area. I assumed this was why they had turned off the strobe lights, but the fast paced dance music was still playing. Either way Matthew and I had had our fill of this place for one night, and we started towards the exit of the club, had made it about half way there when a familiarly dangerous aroma invaded my senses; the smell of another vampire. My head automatically snapped in the direction from which the smell was coming from, and I stopped dead in my tracks, the air catching in my throat and I suddenly saw nothing but red from the profound anger that washed over me. Matthew turned to look at me and see why I had stopped, “Mistress, what's wrong? – Estelle?” I didn't look at Matthew, I couldn't. My eyes were intensely fixed at the source of the smell; there he was sitting alone about thirty feet back at the bar. “Damianus.” I uttered his name so quietly Matthew couldn't even hear me; but He sure as hell did. As soon as I had said his name, I watched him tense up, and then he spun around slowly on the bar stool to face me. “What was that you said?” Matthew asked me completely perplexed. My gaze was still locked on him, as I watched Damianus look starting at me feet, and slowly up over my body to my face, where our gazes connected. As I looked into his eyes from half way across the room, it was like having a complete flash ...
    back of my entire existence as this damned creature, that he made me; all leading up to this very moment. Damianus' eyes widened first as if he couldn't quite pin point who I was, and then suddenly he squinted. His face contorting into that vicious glare of a twisted smile, that I remember from so long ago, and I came to the realization that he now recalled exactly who I was. I watched him polish off his drink, and then he stood up and took one step towards Matthew and I. That was all it took, and I snapped out of my dreadful fog and turned to Matthew. “Go...” I pushed against Matthews chest roughly and he stumbled back, giving me a frustrated expression, but I didn't have time to explain. “I said go! Now!” I gave him another shove in the direction of the exit and then just took his left wrist in my right hand and dragged him with me out into the long corridor that lead to our escape. “Estelle what the fuck is going on? Who the hell was that guy at the bar you kept staring –“, I turned in my rage and slapped Matthew across the face hard. He yelled and clutched at this face but I just grabbed him by the wrist again and began running with him to the exit. Then at last we were there and I shoved the man guarding the door, down and out of our way and knocking him out cold, then unlatching the lock quickly we were out in the night air once again. I tried to keep dragging Matthew with me towards his truck, but he managed to jerk away from me, and his wrist slipped free of my grasp. I ...
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