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Tartura: Destroyer of Innocent Souls

Copyright© 2024 Freya Gersemi. All rights reserved.

Chapter 9

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Tartura, an ancient vampire, needs virgin cum to survive. But it’s slowly tearing her apart. Is she evil or just an innocent victim, herself? Turn off the lights, curl up under a warm blanket, and dive into the dark and creepy world of a tortured soul who can’t stop destroying everything that she wraps her blood-red lips around. “A stream of consciousness monologue that reads like a nightmare.” One chapter posted per week. eBook available at Bookapy.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   Mind Control   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   Horror   Vampires   First   Oral Sex   Halloween  

In a disgusting act of attempted penance, I attend the burial. His parents are dead inside. I can see it on their faces.

I can’t stay. It’s too much. So I head to a local park and find a man walking his dog. I suck him off in the woods while his dog, tied to a tree, watches.

Then there’s another news story.

After Samuel’s funeral and burial, his parents went home, locked the door, each swallowed a handful of painkillers, then went into their only son’s now empty bedroom, and laid down in each other’s arms waiting for sweet release from their pain.

Death came for them, but I’m sure that the sweet release never did.

Why can’t I end it?

Why must I spend my existence in this blood sport of trapping and destroying men. I destroy everyone I touch and they, in turn – inadvertently – destroy everyone they touch.

I’m evil.

I’m a horrid, evil creature, hell-bent on destruction simply so that I can exist another couple of hate-filled days until I need to destroy again.

It’s ending now.

This has to stop. Is this what junkies call “rock bottom?”

I don’t know and I don’t care.

I go out and steal the love – destroy the love – of three men just to give myself the strength to do what needs to be done. After I come down from the high just enough to think coherently, I go to the local pop-up Halloween store and buy a “sexy policewoman” costume.

But I only want the handcuffs.

 
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