“I am a virgin, sir,” she says in a baby girl’s voice. “I’m innocent and untouched. What do you have planned for me? Nothing too wicked I hope.”
She gasps as I slide two fingers into her tight little hole. I’ve touched her down here every day for the past two hundred years, but it still makes my cock rock hard. Every time.
“You’re trespassing in my castle,” I tell her in a deep commanding voice. “And now you’re going to find out what the master of the castle does to sweet young virgins.”
I curl my fingers inside her and drag my fingertips over her G-spot. She melts against my arm and purrs.
“Your eyes,” she says in gasps as I press the base of my palm against her clit while I finger her. “Your teeth. You’re a… vampire.”
I grin as I pull my hand back out, grab her jeans, and yank them down. Her hands are tied to the beam behind her as she stands there not quite naked, but showing all the best parts.
“I am,” I say as I unfasten my belt and then pull my hard cock out. Her eyes are brimming with lust and excitement as she watches me stroke myself. Drops of pre-cum ooze out and drip down my hand.
I can tell that her mouth is watering at the sight, so I lift my cum coated fingers to her mouth and she licks them clean with a moan.
“Innocent, are you?” I ask with a grin.
She drops her eyes, still playing the virgin role. “I’ve always had a thing for… vampires.”
I rip the rope to shreds, turn her around, and bend her over. She holds onto the beam and looks at me over her shoulder with challenging eyes.
“The price of entering my castle,” I say as I slide the thick head of my cock up her silky folds. “Is that I now enter you.”
She moans deeply as I thrust all the way in with one hard pump of my hips.
Fuck, she feels good.
I’m the only man who’s been inside her and her soft pussy curves to my cock.
I spend the rest of the night moving inside her and making her cum again and again.
It will definitely be an anniversary we’ll remember in another two hundred years.
Maybe even a thousand…
The End