Marissa's Big Day

From their vantage points throughout the room the other girls were able to see everything that was happening to their friend. What they could not see was the horrific transformation of her tormenter. Only she could see his eyes and they were enough to send her into a shaking screaming fit. She writhed and shook, howling at the top of her lungs. The silent waiter leaned over her supine body and silently sliced through the fabric of the plaid over the shoulder straps where they joined her skirt just above her violently shaking hips. He flicked them up and over her shoulders. She screamed. Then, with her chest heaving under her white linen blouse, he reached down and ripped the blouse and the bra from her all in a single motion, exposing her medium sized breasts and soft abdomen. A moment later her skirt was gone as well. She was entirely naked and he was entirely erect. She knew that it would be moments before he would advance and take her maidenhood. Instead of mounting her, the attacker bent low, sniffing her vagina. A smile grew on his face as he realized that his prize was pure. His penis was now turgid and hard. As he placed the head of his cock against her outer vaginal folds his hands reached out to grab her at the hips and steady the target. A moment later he thrust his cock home. Kim screamed in pain as he removed his blood soaked member and then re-inserted it into her bleeding vagina.

As if on cue, the other waiters removed their own garments, each revealing exceptional and erect endowment but more importantly, each revealed his true nature, not just as a rapist, but as an otherworldly inhuman creature. Their eyes glowed red. Their nails assumed the shape of daggers. The girls shook violently in their uniforms and thrashed about, screaming into their gags and straining against their ropes. The naked male creatures advanced towards the bound women. Marissa alone remained calm, eyes fixed on the lead waiter who was not only larger than the other waiters in frame, but who also, possessed a truly huge cock. In turn, he took his time as he moved towards the woman with the flaming red hair and hands tied over her head. Her robe barely rippled as she stood silently and obediently. Only her chest moved underneath her white silk coverings as she drew in breath after breath, steadily maintaining her posture. Instead of fear, her countenance was one of rapture. Not so for her bridesmaids to be. Sarah shook back and forth in her chair but could not rise because her ankles were bound to the base. Her arms were tied behind her back. She was defenseless. The demon in front of her raised his right hand and spread his fingers wide apart so that Sarah could get a good look at his fingernails. She saw the sharp claws and immediately stopped her shaking. He reached behind her hair and undid her gag. She spat out her saliva soaked panties. "Leave me alone!" she yelled. The monster came closer and, fondling his penis in his right hand brought it close to her face.

"Suck," he said.

"No," Sarah said defiantly. "No!"

He repeated his command. "Suck."

Again she refused. "No!"

He switched his penis to his other hand, stroking gently. With his newly freed right hand he reached forward and ripped Sarah's blouse from her body revealing a low cut bra within which her breasts rose and fell as the adrenalin in her body forced her to breathe at an accelerated rate. For a moment her captor stared at her more than ample cleavage from above and then extended his right index finger and plunged it directly into her left breast, just above the nipple which peeked out from under the lacy top of her bra. Sarah howled in pain. The finger turned just a few degrees opening the wound and Sarah's voice rose in both volume and pitch. The creature withdrew his finger. Blood followed, staining the lace deep red. In a few seconds the blood had covered her white skin and run down her abdomen. He advanced his penis again, this time while brandishing his blood soaked finger. He licked his finger clean, smacking his lips. He looked down at her right breast and began to lower his finger for another strike. Sarah's lips parted; Immediately they were wrapped around the head of his penis which continued to thrust until it struck the back of her throat. He withdrew and then re-entered her mouth. "Suck," he commanded. Sarah obeyed and began to create a vacuum seal around the swollen cock as it moved back and forth with increasing speed. She could feel the topography of his shaft as he moved and her lips rose and fell ever so slightly over the engorged veins and arteries that fed fluid into the organ. Sarah's mouth filled with saliva to lubricate the action.

After a few minutes of his oral invasion the vampire suddenly withdrew his steel-hard cock and then, with incredible speed re-inserted Sarah's panty gag. Her truncated protests were half-hearted and she opened her mouth to receive her own panties once again but this time in mute compliance. The naked demon fastened a soft coil of rope snugly around Sarah's lovely neck. In a moment Sarah was untied, lifted from the sitting position, and standing on her tiptoes as her captor held the rope so high that she was forced to extend her legs and feet to the maximum just to avoid choking. The fight was gone from the blood drenched schoolgirl. The vampire kicked the chair from behind and it fell forward so that it formed a pyramid with the top of the back and the front of the armrests as its base. Its four legs, each one a sturdy rectangular wooden peg about eight inches in length, were now sticking at an angle into the air. It was a secure platform. In a gesture of obedience Sarah extended her arms and quickly her wrists were secured to the two highest pegs. A second pair of ropes were fastened to the other two pegs and then tied tightly to Sarah's upper arms, just above the elbow so that each of her forearms lay flat against the bottom of the chair.

The vampire took no time to admire his rope craft. The scent of the blood which had turned Sarah's neatly pressed white linen to a blood soaked red rag was driving him now. He was not interested in savoring his victory or taking his time. He wanted to fuck and feed and the solution to both of these powerful urges was now tied with her back to him less than two feet away. In a single lightning quick stroke her bloody plaid skirt was ripped away and her magnificent ass was revealed to him. With a rush he was on her, roughly pushing her legs apart with an ease that startled Sarah back into the now. His brutality was total. He rammed the head of his thick penis into her virgin pussy without any preparation. Only the blood from her earlier puncture wounds served as lubrication. Her hymen was torn instantly as it yielded to the vampire's battering ram approach to her deflowering adding fresh blood to the tacky mixture between her legs. It hurt, but all Sarah could muster was a muffled "Ugh" from the back of her throat behind her gag stuffed mouth. She did not fight her rapist, but just closed her eyes and sobbed while he forced his cock into her freshly torn vagina. His pace increased as his penis slid in and out of the helpless young bridesmaid. He worked himself to a climax and spewed his seed into Sarah's bloody vaginal cavity. Immediately he brought his claws into her bare sides, pinning her like a roast on a rotisserie spit. Sarah arched her back and jerked her head up just as the vampire brought his gaping jowls, fangs fully extended, down on the side of her neck. Sarah was now impaled at three different points. She couldn't cry out. She couldn't move. All she could do was submit while the young vampire drained her of her life's blood. In less than two minutes Sarah had lost all muscular tone and was slumped forward onto the upturned chair her pretty neck shredded by the brutal feeding and its aftermath. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets, lifeless and unseeing.

Lisa could hear the initial screams from Sarah and Kim but could not bring herself to look. Suddenly she was swept off her feet and slung over the shoulder of one of the creatures who walked slowly into the bedroom. Kim allowed herself one look at the carnage as she retreated, feet first, from the scene. She could see Marissa placidly facing one of the waiters. Each one of them was now totally naked. She could also see Sarah as she sucked on the cock of another waiter. Then she was jerked off her shoulder perch and thrown onto the bed. Her body bounced around a bit on the mattress and then came to rest. The monster turned her onto her stomach and then with a single hand and arm grabbed her around her tiny waist and lifted her to her knees. Three overstuffed pillows were stacked below her stomach and she was pushed forward into the luxurious pillows. Her tiny buttocks, as petite as they were when she had graduated five years ago, rose high into the air underneath her blue plaid skirt. In a moment the skirt was lifted and thrown on top of her downward angled back. Her dark pussy hair slipped through her tightly clamped legs. The cord which tied her ankles together fell away and she felt her legs being pried apart by strong arms. The bed shuddered as the naked man positioned himself between the woman's legs and, using his own legs to prevent Lisa from barring his movement, used his hands to spread her buttocks and thighs apart, fully exposing her anus, and below, the dark mound beneath which her pussy. Lisa shuddered at his touch. One finger from each hand deftly spread the outer lips of her vagina. Lisa instantly and involuntarily secreted lubrication in anticipation of the sexual onslaught that was to come.

Allison's massive tits hung to either side of her chest. They were too big and fat to stay on her chest. Their weight spread her cleavage wide apart when she was twisted around to lie face up on the couch. Her bra was gone. Her white linen shirt was open to the waist and soon she was untied. One arm was squashed against the back of the couch and the other flopped limply over the front of the couch. Her legs were similarly positioned, one on and one off the couch. Her skirt was raised above her waist uncovering her blonde pussy. All ropes had been removed, including the one which had held her panty gag. She awoke to a sharp pain as her pussy parted and her virginity disappeared into the past. She yelped in pain and then was silent as she gazed into the blood red eyes of the thing that had her pinned to the soft couch. In no time he had entered her up to his balls. As he pumped and pumped, his testicles slapped against her thighs and ass. Quickly the pain lessened and, to her shame and amazement, she began to anticipate each thrust and rise to surround and to bury the intruding cock. God forgive her, she thought, but this feeling was wonderful. Her tits bounced every which way until her violator's hands took control of her own hands positioning them to support the huge tits from either side. She left her hands there. That narrowed her breasts' range of motion from a flop to a jiggle. As she arched her back for added support, her fingers first found and then played with her nipple rosettes which were two inches in diameter, each one sporting an inner peak that stood a full half inch above the base. Intercourse was all new to her, but she was a quick study, fucking this creature as if it were her lover instead of her rapist. She was filled with self-loathing, but could not bring herself to resist. It felt so new and so good- and it was getting better with each thrust. Her pleasure was building towards something, but she had no idea what it would be. She just knew that she wanted to keep going and to keep feeling the way she felt.

Kim's body rose as well, but not to meet her partner's thrusting cock. She was trying to get away. She cursed her attacker using every foul word she had ever heard, but had never had occasion to use. Now, she blasted invective and insult with every exhalation. Her arms rose to beat her attacker's back. He ignored the flailing arms and legs and continued to pump his swollen dick into her. Suddenly he doubled the rate at which he was fucking her. She shook so violently that her curses were stammered instead of being spoken clearly. The monstrous waiter lifted his hands from the coffee table and repositioned them on Kim's shoulders, forcing her head back hard onto the wooden table. She grunted in pain. Suddenly she could feel his penis contract and contract again. With each contraction came another thrust. She felt warmth flood her insides. She relaxed and stopped fighting as she focused on the new sensation. After a moment she looked up and saw the rapist's mouth open wide. She could see clearly two sets of canine teeth, uppers and lowers, descend. His powerful hands grabbed her head, pulled her hair away and twisted it to one side baring her delicate neck. She screamed one final agonizing scream as his teeth ripped through her tender flesh and began to feed on her life's blood. Struck dumb with horror and unable to move her head and neck, in moments Kim could feel herself getting weaker and weaker. In contrast the naked monster who had just robbed her of her second most precious commodity and was in the process of taking her life grew stronger and stronger with each of her heartbeats. As her veins and arteries were drained collapsing and flattening as less and less fluid coursed through them, his stood out, filled to capacity. After a minute or so the deed was done. In a final triumphant demonstration, the phony waiter jerked his head up and away taking half of the girl's neck with him. Like a pelican with a fish he tilted his head back and swallowed his mouthful whole. Trickles of blood dripped onto the ornate table as her body, white from exsanguination, slumped, lifeless and expressionless.

Allison was too busy parrying her attacker's thrusts to pay much attention to Kim, even though she was only a few feet away. She understood that her friend was a fighter and would resist the forcible rape, but Allison had already resigned herself to her predicament and the incredible whole body sensation of penetration had her in its grasp as surely as her attacker did. She was torn between shame and lust and lust clearly had the upper hand. She wanted to feel everything. It was like she was just now discovering her own body. Her hands pushed her two massive tits together. She had always known that they were special. Every man she met, even those who passed her on the street were attracted immediately to her chest, not that the rest of her wasn't attractive. It was. Allison was beautiful. Her waist was as thin as it could be, given the fact that it had to support such weight above it. Her Scandinavian heritage was undeniable, showing true in her long soft straight flaxen hair and her icy white, almost transparent complexion. Allison was living an epiphany; she knew she knew she had been designed for this. Her body was perfect. She was perfect. The feeling was perfect. Sensation after new sensation racked her body, each one emanating from her pussy.

The creature, despite his red eyes, was still very handsome in a demonic way. To her he seemed like one of those bad boys who repulsed and attracted simultaneously. In her ruptured innocence she had no way of understanding that he was way, way beyond dangerous; he was deadly. He leaned over her body, then grabbed her right breast and squeezed it tightly forcing the bulk of her tit forward like a balloon squeezed at one end and expanding at the other. The flesh oozed between his fingers like soft white putty. The deep blue veins lying just underneath her skin bulged with the blood which had been trapped by his rough constriction. Unable to find its way back to her racing heart, the blood pushed the delicate vesicles to their limit, forcing them to stand out like the massive arteries and veins on a body builder's over-developed biceps. It was not a gentle and loving kneading, but a rough squeeze- as if her enormous breast had suddenly been trapped in a vise. It hurt enough to make her cry out and look up. His pumping pace quickened as he moved in and out of her vagina which had by now become thoroughly lubricated from within. The blood of her fractured hymen, diluted by her own vaginal fluid had gone from burgundy red to the color of blush Chablis. His fingernails dug into the sides of her tit, drawing blood in half a dozen little rivulets. He pumped harder. The pleasure was incredible and Allison concentrated on maximizing it, aware of, but blocking out the pain.

Suddenly she convulsed with a series of contractions which struck her everywhere at once. Allison rose from the couch like a Jack-in-the box popping from under its lid after the last tinny note of "Pop Goes the Weasel." She fell back and rose again, screaming with pleasure. In a few seconds the screaming stopped and she sank back into the lush pillows limp and exhausted. She could tell that her attacker was also nearing a climax. The long languid strokes had turned into short and rapid thrusts as he continued to hammer her with his own lust. To him her reaction was incidental and immaterial; he was maximizing his own pleasure. She could have been anyone. She was nothing to him, just a vessel designed to satisfy his lust.

Allison was concentrating once again on the feeling of being filled with cock. She had been awakened with the first sharp pain of her rape and now that her own climax had come and gone she became aware of the sharp pain in her breast. She looked over to see her beautiful breast distended with her own blood and the blood from the multiple incisions of her naked attacker. "Ow!" she cried. "You're hurting me." No response came from the thing which had her pinned to the couch. He continued to squeeze her tit while he worked his cock in an out of her at even a greater pace. As he came in three rapid bursts inside her, He raised his head up and growled in satisfaction. As he opened his mouth wide his fangs dripped with drool and saliva. Allison saw the razor sharp animal teeth and screamed. When she tried to look away she turned her head and saw Kim's lifeless body, missing half her throat and draped across the coffee table like her pale body had been an old newspaper dropped there after work. Just then a new sharper pain in her already pain-filled breast jerked her attention back to her own predicament. As she looked down all she could see was the top of his head. His fangs had buried themselves in her throbbing tit searching for one of the distended blood vessels. It was time to feed but he had missed the mark. He withdrew his fangs and bit the tender flesh again. He could taste the sweet blood, but it was not being delivered at nearly the right volume for his needs which had grown exponentially as he had finished the lust-filled rape. Rather than withdrawing for another strike, he bit harder and viciously ripped at least a pound of her magnificent fatty flesh clean away. Allison roared in agony, thrashing about as the blood came gushing from her massive wound. The demon swallowed the blood drenched raw fat in a gulp and re-buried his head in the cavernous wound. Mouthful after mouthful of her precious blood poured down his throat. For no particular reason he rose up and savagely descended on her other breast. In a second it once again formed a matching pair as he ripped the entire front third of her soft tit, nipple and all, away. Allison screamed again, but it was to be her last. The hungry fangs descended on her throat and Allison, beautiful Allison had her larynx crushed and then ripped from her neck. She died in moments, mouth agape and staring into infinity.

Lisa gritted her teeth as she felt the enormous cock push past the barrier to her vagina. She screeched as the naked skin rushed to fill her pussy. Lisa was a tiny girl, barely five feet. She was diminutive in stature, a tiny thing. Her tits were little more than tiny bumps, although her nipples were fairly large by comparison. She could feel them harden in reaction to the invasion of her pussy. Her pussy was filled to capacity by the giant penis of her attacker as he pushed his hips forward and then back again. His massive hands had her around her tiny waist, pulling her back as he moved forward. Lisa screeched as he fucked her, crying for him to stop. He didn't stop. Each new advance plunged him deeper and deeper into her until he struck the far side of her vaginal wall. She felt like an overstuffed grocery bag as he tried to jam ten pounds of cock into her five pound receptacle. She felt pressure everywhere below her tiny waist as he continued to rape her bleeding vagina. He was enraged with passion. What he really craved was blood and he needed it immediately. He withdrew his fat cock and swept away the pillows which landed off the bed on the far side of the room. He spun her around like a yo-yo and, now face to face with the terrified young woman, found her bloody pussy again and resumed his frenetic fucking. Both of his hands rose high into the air, revealing the ten daggers. Like lightning they descended and raked the front of her white linen blouse. As he drew his hands toward her navel, the daggers shredded the blouse reducing it to strips of blood soaked cloth. His fingernails dug a full inch deep into her torso, ripping her skin like razors. The blood was everywhere, spurting from arterial spray. The monster came immediately, shooting white cum into his tiny schoolgirl victim. He fell onto her, licking the wounds he had just created, but the blood just gushed, covering his face and naked chest with red. Lisa screamed as her life rushed from her body in full view of her disbelieving eyes. Her corpse twitched as the monster with the blood red eyes fed on her blood. It was not enough. He punched his right hand through her abdomen and reached up to sever her heart. As he pulled it from her body her held it in both hands and bit down like he was consuming a gigantic hamburger. In a few bites it was gone.