Blood Ties
Copyright© 2009 by Dreadpirate Tom
Chapter 57
Horror Sex Story: Chapter 57 - If you set out to kill a vampire, make sure you finish the job. This is the sequel to Blood Lust. If you haven't read it, you might have some difficulty with many of the references and characters. If you found the first one disturbing...well, it's probably only fair to warn you that this one will likely be worse.
Caution: This Horror Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Rape Mind Control Slavery Heterosexual Horror Vampires BDSM Rough Sadistic Torture Slow Caution Violence
December Twenty-fifth
Dawn over Washington was also red. It's first gentle touch on the tip of the Washington Monument seemed to trigger an explosion that rained debris onto the forest of stakes and their gruesome fruit below. The mounds of bodies heaped around the reflecting pool in front of the Lincoln Memorial cast long shadows over water the color of blood. As the vivid colors of sunrise faded, it became apparent that the water's color was not the result of reflection.
On the beltway that surrounded the city, a lone highway patrolmen stared at the wrecks that clogged the huge highway with astonished horror. Exiting his vehicle, he started to check the twisted and, in some cases, charred wrecks for survivors. After a dozen or so vehicles, it was only through extreme effort that he kept his stomach from losing its contents. He gave his task up as a lost cause.
On his way back to his patrol car, he noticed that something semi-spherical and roughly the size of a soccer ball had been stuck on top of one of the mile marker signs. As he walked closer, his stomach again threatened to rebel as he recognized it for what it was.
Tentatively, he reached out to brush the frost from the twisted features of the face. He stared into the glazed eyes of one of the distinguished gentleman from Florida for a second before falling to his hands and knees, his breakfast spewing out onto the pavement. When his stomach had finished expelling its contents, he gazed blearily up and down the highway, trying to look anywhere but at the head. He couldn't help but notice that every mile marker in sight bore a similar burden.
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