The Lounge of Dead Blood (The Charstein Vampire Saga) Book Two

I was taking a break when Amy, the Pain Doll saw me. She moved forward away from Countessa Emilina DeVraigh.

      "New Blood, how are you?", she asked.

      "Good Miss Amy", I answered.

        "Mistress is a strong woman. I bleed for her...And suffer. Such things are so lovely", Amy, the Pain Doll, said.

        "Why were you late?", I asked her as I sat down on a black, gothic chair. I placed another chair for her.

           "Thank you, New Blood. I hadn't had to sit for a long time. Mistress forbids it", Amy, the Pain Doll said.

            "You can come here and sit", I said.

             "Thank you", Amy, the Pain Doll rested her vampiric right hand. She moved towards my left leg. I was so aroused by the touch that I feared her Mistress's rage. I let her have her fun. Her right, clawed fingers grasped my leg...and drew blood.

              "Ow!", I said.

              "Now, only blood", Amy, the Pain Doll, made me shiver. She was so sexy in a disturbing way...that, in my new life, such behavior wasn't tolerated in human society.

I watched Amy, the Pain Doll, licked my blood. She used her bloody tongue to savor the blood. And, as she tasted my blood, I felt so aroused, that I completely forgot my meet and greet job...And, while we had our own private vampiric sex scene, all of my own pain from LA, was now all but forgotten in the Lounge of Dead Blood.