VampMe

When I come back, the chocolate is cold. I heat it up in the microwave. When I turn around VampMe is looking at me. She's only wearing one of dad's shirts.

"Good morning sunshine," I say happily.

"Good morning," she says.

Her fanged smile is as beautiful as I remember it. She walks to me and grants me with another of those wet long kisses. Her fangs scratching against my lips make me shiver.

"There's something pretty perverted with us two doing this but I feel it's quite natural," she says.

"Yes," I pant, "good..."

We resume the kissing. My hands slide into her hair. Her hands grab my ass. She unties my pajama pants, and lets them fall on the kitchen floor. With no effort, she lifts me and seats me on the kitchen table. She breaks the kiss. The devilish look in her eye makes me shiver.

"Let me thank you properly," she says.

She kneels in front of me and spreads my legs. I feel my stomach contracting in anticipation. Her cold hand presses on my underbelly. With a nail she scrubs some of the dried juices from last night. Between her fangs her tongue extends as if it tasted the air.

"I've been looking forward to this moment since the first time I smelled you," she says before diving in.

Damn she's good. She knows me well, fuck! She knows when to lick, what to suck, where to titillate, she knows me upside down and inside out. My fingers dig into her skull. I lean back on the cold linoleum of the table. She drinks me all the way to an orgasm and to another one and another one.

Expecting the bite, I almost feel disappointed when she wipes me clean with her icy tongue before pulling out.

"No fangs?" I ask.

"No fangs, unless you want me to," she answers winking.

"Fangs then," I reply leaning back.

Her middle finger slides inside me, deep inside, digging, making me wet again. I feel her fangs brushing against my skin, I can sense her anticipation, I arch my back... When, suddenly, I hear a loud thud. VampMe's finger slides out of me, her mouth is no longer where it should be. She's leaning over my leg, Mark is standing behind her holding the baseball bat my dad keeps in his closet.

"Erin? Are you all right?"

"Mark? What... what the fuck?" I say the voice thickened by the mists of pleasure.

"She was about to... bite you, just like she did to me last night. We have to go..."

"Mark no, wait, no."

He's already pulling me out of the kitchen.

"Mark you stupid fuck! I wanted this! Let go of me."

I force him to release me and turn around.

"I'm sorry Erin," he says "but I have to do this."

After a terrible pain in the back of my head, I hear a horrible crack and everything around me fades into darkness.

When I come back to my senses it's dark all around me. I see Mark standing in a corner of my room. I'm on my bed.

"Erin," he says, "there has been a small problem..."

Problem? What kind of problem. I feel good, actually I feel better than usual.

"I... How can I say that... I made a mistake..."

I feel stronger, less preoccupied. The obscurity seems less threatening, full of promises.

"When I saw the other you... I thought you were in danger... So I tried to rescue you..."

The world around me has a new flavor and it tastes good. It smells delicious too, it reeks of sex and I love that...

"I hit her and then I hit you... But I didn't measure my strength."

Talking about taste I feel hungry.

"I think ... I think I killed you..."

So damn hungry... Wait what?

"You killed me?"

My voice is a deep grunt full of anger.

"So the other you had to turn you... Into a vampire."

I pause for a moment and then I start laughing... I can't stop laughing... I laugh because now I understand. I understand everything. Let me explain, you see, VampMe was never a true vampire, well technically she was but at the same time she was only HumanMe with fangs and urges, a sort of blood thirsty animalistic version of innocent teenager me. This is the actual gift: I am a true vampire, I understand the need for darkness, I understand the need for evil, I understand the need to spread the curse. I am the first true Vampire and We will soon be legion...

So I start with Mark, I continue with my neighbors, my high school friends and every night we are more and every night our cattle grows more scared of the night, our Realm, my Realm.

And what about good ol'VampMe? you ask. Well she stays by my side ready to wipe me clean when I desire. She stays as my pet, as my slave, as a reminder of my former humanity, as my witness as I turn this sick planet into my personal dominion of eternal wicked pleasures.

My name was Erin Banks but you can call me mistress.