The noise of the city was loud in her ears as she got up, she licked her lips, she was feeling hungry, but she knew the sun was still up — she was looking forward to the night ahead.
She rang the bell to let him know she was awake, but he would already know that, it was part of his life now, ever since she took him.
"Jasmine you are awake." He said, Jasmine smiled at him, a calm seductive smile, one which he could never resist, he reached up and kissed her, she being nearly six foot and he being 5' 2" high, although she preferred men of equal height his energy was what had attracted her.
"Good evening John," She said, "I hope you've been behaving yourself today?" he managed to get a hurt expression on his face.
"Of course Jasmine, have I ever let you down?" He said, the question being very serious to him.
"Never John, but I always like your expression when you answer," she said, kissing him back, he looked in her eyes — seeing the hunger within.
"I had expected that you would be feeling... Peckish" he said, "And so I've arranged a light snack for you." She followed him into another room, sitting on a chair, looked at them with fearful eyes was an eighteen year old, she was dressed in just bra and panties, Jasmine turned to look at John.
"She is so delicious John, where did you get her?" Jessica's eyes were boring into the girls', devouring her with her gaze.
"I was in the park when I saw her, it was the matter of minutes, and no-body even saw me" he said.
Jasmine approached the girl who tried to move, but failed — as she was tied securely to the chair. She shook her head.
"No, no please, don't hurt me!" The girl said.
Jasmine smiled at her, "Don't worry," she said, "You won't feel a thing, just relax." And she walked closer to the girl, smelling the fear emanating from her victim, she place a hand on the girls shoulders and kissed the neck.
Jasmine's hands removed the bra on the girl's body, the ropes holding the girl in the chair seemed to just unravel as she did this. Almost sleeping the girl rose up from the chair, Jasmine moved around the girl and began lightly sucking at the pointed breasts that had been revealed.
Under Jasmines guidance the girl was manoeuvred to the waiting bed, she paused to allow Jasmine to pull down the lace panties, showing a trimmed patch of hair. Jasmine smiled, "Your boyfriend likes this?" She asked.
The girl panted, "No... I've never... I mean..." She stammered but Jasmine stopped her by planting a kiss on the girls' slit.
"Hush little one, you should learn to enjoy other's attention, let me show you!" Jasmine said as she lowered the girl back on to the bed.
Jasmine laid down beside the girl and looked into the scared eyes as her hand gently moved between the girl's legs, gently rubbing along the lips of the girl's vagina, feeling it moisten as the girl reacted to her touch.
Jasmine now took her hand away hearing the cry of loss from the girl as she did so. "Don't worry little one, there is more to come!" Jasmine said with a smile.
Jasmine moved her body so that her leg was between the girls, rubbing against her mons while the action also started to work on her own, she listened to the girl starting to react as Jasmine began to lightly pull at the breasts in front of her.
Jasmine arched her back bringing her weight against the slit of the girl, hitting the eighteen year old's clitoris, the girl's eyes opened wide with the sensation and she smiled and allowed Jasmine to continue.
Jasmine lowered herself back down on the girl and began sliding her body up and down, agitating her own clitoris which was fully engorged. She started to kiss the girl's face as they felt their own mutual climax.
John thought to himself, 'This is the part they enjoy' watching the girl's sexual enjoyment being forced upon her, Jasmine was kissing the girls' neck now, feeling the excitement rising both within her and the girl, rising up and up, higher and higher. Until, finally, she was there. Ready.
Jasmine bared her fangs and entered the neck of the girl, feeling the veins opening in the sharpness of her teeth, the heat of the blood being diverted into her mouth and body, this girl was sweet almost heavenly Jasmine could feel herself drifting away with the pleasure of this, the union was two way, she fed on the girl and gave the girl rapture.
"Oh yes, yes!" The girl cried out not realising what Jasmine was doing to her. Jasmine's eyes went black as the blood began to be drawn into her body, she wanted more! More than the girl would be able to provide, but that was the way of prey!
The touch of John's hand on her face brought Jasmine back. She pulled away from the sweet liquid, the anaesthetic of her post-orgasmic saliva starting to heal the wounds on the girl's neck.
She looked at her servant, he smiled at her knowing that she still had a touch of blood lust in her eyes, "I'm sorry mistress," he said apologetically, "But she does need to go home, we can't keep her or dispose of her body, at least not today!" he said.
Jasmine nodded, 'yes' she though, 'It's always the same with a new location, having to be so careful.' She gazed into the girls' eyes.
"Sleep little one, sleep." She said slowly, "you've been exhausting yourself with running, you collapsed and was luck to be picked up by my servant, you fell asleep, but have just woken up, you have to go home and sleep again. You need to go home and sleep, sleep, sleep"
While Jasmine was doing that, John was untying the girl and placing her clothing into the girls' hands watched as she mindlessly put them on, she got up unsteadily and turned to the door, she glanced back.
"Thank you for taking good care of me, but I think I should be going home now, I feel so tired." The girl said.
"That's alright Miss." John said, "I was glad to help you, now take care." He added. The door closed behind the girl.
Jasmine licked a small piece of blood from her lips, "I liked her," she said, "such a sweet young girl, I haven't tasted such a one since — Singapore in 1920." She lost herself in the memory for a few moments and then drew herself back to the present day.
She made up her mind, the sun had set and twilight was deepening. "John!" she said, "I'm going out on the town tonight!" The smile on her face was predatory.
Even at night the city was alive, Jasmine could feel the heartbeat, beating at her frame, and it was good to be alive. Well she knew what she meant, when she felt like that she almost forgot what she had become...
It was so long ago, she was a servant girl working for, what was his name now? It doesn't matter, but that was when she met HER - Saffron, the stranger with a smile, and an invitation which a young girl couldn't refuse.
Jasmine smiled at the memory, Saffron had taken her as a lover would, praising her body, which had left its childish shape behind and was now blooming into womanhood, causing sensations that she'd never felt before, exciting her, making her blood boil — and not noticing the small pain as the incisors bit into her flesh.
Saffron seemed even more alive after that session, and Jasmine felt slightly weak, but still with the adrenaline pumping, she floated back to her chamber which she shared with other servants. However the next morning she felt so tired, but dragged herself up to do her work.
The next night was the same, Saffron called her into her chamber again for another evening of fun, this time Jasmine tasted Saffron's blood, Saffron pulling her onto her breast where a cut had appeared. At first Jasmine tried to pull back, but Saffron held onto her head until Jasmine had to lick at the blood.
There was a rush in her body, the blood seem so strange, so invigorating, she felt more alive than before, she attacked her lover with a force that seemed so un-natural, but so right, her eyes sparkled as she felt her lover reciprocating her ardour.
The next morning she felt so bad, her master had looked in at her and brought in a doctor to check on her, but the doctor said that there was nothing he could do. Saffron's servant offered her mistresses quarters to be able to look after the girl.
Jasmine didn't know how she got to the room, she wasn't aware of being carried into the bedchamber by the servant-girl, or of the feeding of blood she received that evening. However she did remember the night of lovemaking that she shared with Saffron.
The next thing she remembered was waking in the dark, she knew the sun had set and that there were people nearby, she felt Saffron and two others, could feel being Called by Saffron — there was no other word for that, Called back to the world above — she had to dig up, and up, and up until she reached air, air which she didn't need to breath anymore.
The vampire Jasmine was born into the world.
She had stayed with Saffron for 50 years before deciding to find her own way in the world, she took a male servant — which surprised Saffron as she wanted a female lover who didn't care for men — and went East away from her home, to see the world.
A noise brought her back to the present, a scream of pain — a woman, no a young woman. The sound was unmistakable, and then she heard the voices two men, and a woman's voice, she was saying.
"No, no please — take all my money, please"
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