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The Discovery Ch. 01

By: Edge23



I stepped out of the elevator and headed for my apartment, steeling myself to tell May it was over. She had gotten too over the edge recently. No doubt about it, she was beautiful and almost always horny. Her soft pale skin was flawless and her body was perfect. Her eyes were captivating, as was her smile. She was athletic and powerful. She was just this side of perfect. The problem was her fetish: blood.

Now, I have no problems with people's fetishes. Some of them I enjoy. I was even willing to give in to May's every now and then, but it had been steadily growing. Every time I gave in, she wanted more and more of my blood. She told me that she wanted to cut me open and take it all. At first, I thought she was telling me a fantasy of hers but she was serious. I had left, trying to clear my head. I mean, what do you say to that? 'Sure, cut me open, drink my blood and kill me?' I couldn't handle it anymore.

Aside from that, I thought she was cheating on me, bringing other guys and maybe women, into our bedroom. I didn't know what they did and I didn't want to know. I just wanted her out. I couldn't stand it anymore. It was over.

I paused outside the door, taking one last chance to clear my mind. The key hovered outside the lock when I heard her moan from inside. Damn her! She had brought someone over while I was gone! That was it. Done. But I wanted to see who it was. I figured it was Blake from across the hall, but I wasn't sure. I quietly slid the key into the lock and turned it, keeping the door pulled tight against the frame to keep it from making noise. I quietly slid my shoes off and tiptoed across the carpet to the bedroom door, barely peeking an eye around the doorjamb. I had to fight not to puke.

May was lying on the bed covered in blood. There was a man's body lying on the floor, cut open from neck to groin. There was a knife planted in its stomach, pinning it to the floor. She wasn't even touching herself and May looked like she was about to orgasm. I put my hand to my mouth as she screamed; writhing on the now-red sheets, splatter all over her face. I crept a little further into the doorway and in her thrashings; she turned and saw me, her mouth in a grin that oozed blood, running down onto her cheek. She lazily crooked a finger at me and beckoned me into the room, her chest heaving with pleasure, her breasts coated with blood.

Against my will, I stepped into the room; my stomach feeling like it was going to drop out of me. There was a small pool of cooling blood around the body. I could smell it from a few feet away. Again my stomach revolted, but I couldn't stop myself. It was like she had some kind of power over me.

"Take off your clothes," she whispered. Some force greater than myself moved my hands, my keys dropping to the hardwood floor with a thunk. They pulled my shirt off and tossed it into the blood pool. My pants followed, kicked off to my left and laying there in a pile. I shivered, a jumble of fear, excitement and the cold. Somehow, through it all and despite my best efforts, my penis felt like an iron bar. The scene around me churned up something inside of me that I both wanted to embrace and felt revolted by.

May turned on her side, letting me look at her, while inviting me to the bed. Her dark skin looked as if it was rusting, her dark hair matted and tangled. Her smile got wider and I could see blood staining her normally pearly white teeth. Her hand moved up her belly, pushing the congealing blood around on her skin.

I stepped to the side of the bed and she reached out to grab my raging erection, her bloodstained hand turning my pink penis dark red with her strokes. She pulled me to her, my knees bending to rest against the red sheets, my hand pressing down into it as she pulled me closer to her crimson body. She pulled me to her and rolled over, placing my back squarely on the soaked sheets and mounting me, sliding her sickly slick body against mine, a soft moan escaping my lips as her skin brushed my hardon, the bare skin of her pelvis always an incredible turn on.

I felt her hard nipples against my chest and her mouth against mine, her breath warm and tasting metallic on my tongue. With no hesitation, I sucked her tongue into my mouth, tasting the blood there, feeling my stomach start to heave but my cock grow eve harder. From where I lay, her eyes looked as though they had turned red, matching her body. She pressed against me, wriggling against my shaft, torturing me with her skin, moving up only slightly and letting me slip into her, my excitement and revulsion fighting, revulsion losing as she claimed my body for her own.

She moved up and down on my, looking like a ruby Goddess. My hands went to her tacky skin, moving up and down her sides and onto her breasts, mashing them together. She leaned away from me, leaning back against my thighs and riding me quickly. The wet bed on my bad and the blood stained woman on my cock brought visions of vampires into my head, hot female vampires who killed their prey when they were done playing with them. The smile on her face, along with closed eyes, made her more beautiful than ever, but the splatter on her face made her seem more evil, more depraved. I reached down and coated my hands in blood and ran them over her body, making her moan louder, reaching up to touch her face, groaning when she sucked my fingers into her mouth.

May sank onto me again, screaming her orgasm to the ceiling, her head thrown back, her mouth wide. She threw her head forward and growled down at me, whispering 'Fuck me,' her breath now sweet while still having the same tang. I pulled her close and rolled over, trapping her beneath me, my cock never leaving her wetness. Now I pounded her, just like she always wanted it, her hands twisting in the crimson sheets. I leaned down to kiss her but she wrapped her arms around me and bit into my neck hard, groaning as I fucked her harder than I ever had before.

She wrapped her powerful legs around my waist, her heels digging into my ass, pulling me in deep with every thrust. She pulled her mouth away from my neck and I could see a thin coating of fresh blood on her lips, the sight making me groan again and fuck harder still. She kissed me deeply and I could taste my own fluid in her mouth and much to my dismay, I enjoyed it, sucking on her lips and tongue, wanting more. She reached under her pillow; the white pillowcase only barely sprayed red, and pulled out a small knife, one that was about the size of a paring knife when opened. May opened it and made a small cut on her chest, right underneath the collarbone. I growled and plunged my mouth to it, sucking up her salty red fluid and feeling my orgasm approaching, shaking my head and sending my mind out of my body to hold on, to please May. Soon, May gripped the bed sheets and screamed another orgasm, her body writhing and pulling the sheets loose, her breath coming in deep, ragged gasps.

"May," I whispered, trying to control my own breathing and failing, a small drop of blood dripping from my lips and falling to her still crimson skin. "I'm going to cum."

She snarled and grabbed my throat with one hand and pushed me off of her. "Not there, you aren't." She turned around and lay down in front of me, her head under my still raging cock, her pussy facing away from me. "Jerk it," she ordered. "Cum on my tits."

I grabbed my shaft and pulled it quickly, her wish my command. It didn't take long before I fired stream after stream of cum all over her chest, May tugging on my balls as I orgasmed. Once I had stopped spurting, she pushed me away from her and pulled her breasts to her mouth, tonguing up my cum and the blood there together. I swear she had another orgasm just from that.

When it was all said and done, I looked at May and her blood covered body and I realized what she did to me, what the blood did to me. I knew things would never been the same. I raised my eyes to hers and she looked back into mine and we came to an understanding without speaking. I was hers now and she was mine, neither dominant, neither submissive.

"May," I said softly with a grin. "I have an idea of where we can get more." She smiled back and pulled me down into another kiss.

The Discovery Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The Next Phase

It was easy to learn their routine. You'd think after what she and I had gone through that she'd look over her shoulder every once in a while. Lucky for us, she didn't. The same thing every week. Leaving her husband home with their two-year old and sneaking off to meet her boyfriend for dinner and then back to his place for some sex. It was bad sex, too. I mean 'only five minutes' bad. In order to learn all I could, I had to watch everything and believe me when I say that I saw some things that I didn't want to. It was simple to find a place to pick them off, especially with May's help. No matter how much I thought it out, May would think of something better. She was evil and devious. And I loved it.

Neither of them really knew May, so it was easy to disrupt their routine without my being involved. Hang-up phone calls, knocking on his door and running off, all while I got to watch and laugh. It was easy to get amusement out of torturing them. They just didn't know that the torture was only beginning.

We picked him off on his way back to his house on his way back from the store. May stopped him and asked for directions. While he talked I walked calmly up behind him, a rag with chloroform on it, ready to use. It was almost too easy. He saw me out of the corner of his eye too late, the rag stuffed into and over his mouth, the fumes rendering him unconscious in a span of seconds. I put him up on my shoulder as May opened the trunk of our car. I dumped him in roughly, not really caring what happened to him, as long as he stayed alive. For now.

I drove back to our place and pulled into the parking garage. It took a little work, but we were able to her him into our apartment with no one noticing. He was still unconscious when we dumped him out of the rug we had wrapped him in. May bounds his wrists and ankles with duct tape and we put a golf ball in his mouth and duct taped it shut. May grinned at me and took my hand, pulling me toward the bathroom. We'd end up taking another shower tonight after the...show, but it never hurt to be clean beforehand.

She started the spray and we stepped in, keeping close together. I washed her hair and her back and she washed mine in turn. As she rinsed off, I could only stand in awe of her body, wondering how I had gotten so lucky to have her. I moved to her under the water and planted my mouth roughly on hers, making her moan and wrap her arms around me.

"May," I said quietly. "I can't wait for tonight. I've never been this excited." She smiled up at me and pulled me back into the kiss, turning us and backing herself against the white tile wall of the shower, grinding against me. I grabbed her hips and easily lifted her, feeling her legs encircling my hips. I lifted her higher and brought her down on my throbbing erection, moving slowly against her at first, speeding up when she started to growl, glaring into my eyes. I snarled back and slammed her into the wall, both of us savaging each other with lips and teeth. My excitement and May's tightness drove me to the edge very quickly.

May voice rumbled deep with in her and she leaned up, biting my neck as I exploded deep within her. She quickly followed, our juices mixing within her and dripping to the floor when I pulled out my still hard cock. It ached as I stood there, watching her look at me with lust in her eyes.

"Soon, lover," she said, resting her hand on my heaving chest. "Soon, we will have another wonderful experience. Together."

I could only nod and then we stepped out of the shower, both dripping wet and neither of us caring. Our captive was slowly waking, his eyes fluttering open and immediately going to May's naked body before focusing on me standing over her shoulder. He started to struggle and May and I both smiled. It must have looked bad because he turned white and held still, like he was trying to hide from predators, which was exactly what we were.

We left him there to ponder his fate and went to the kitchen for drinks. Once I had calmed down, May crooked a finger and started to walk back to the bedroom. The army boy, as we called him, was struggling, trying to free himself. He froze again as we reentered, breathing quickly through his nose. May walked past him, his eyes trying to track both of us at the same time. She reached behind the nightstand and pulled out the razor sharp knife she kept there for just this purpose. He started to scream. Loud, even through the gag. I reached down and grabbed his collar, wrenching him up off of the ground. He whipped his head around to look at me.

"Look at me, you sack of shit. Do you know who I am?" He nodded so fast, I thought his neck would break. "Good. Then you know just how fucking miserable you've made my life over the last three weeks. You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy this."

I easily tossed him on the bed, anger adding to my strength. He lay there, trying to burn a hole in me with his eyes. I straddled his chest, letting my weight slowly take away the air he had left. I grabbed his chin and pushed it, tilting his head back, forcing him to look at the wall, letting his eyes finally see what I wanted them to see: The two set of matching manacles, for hands, feet, and neck, that I had built and mounted on the wall. I let his chin go and smirked at him when he looked back at me. I got off of his chest and let May have her turn.

She was still naked, which added more menace to the knife that she held up and gently caressed up and down her cheek. She climbed and straddled him just as I had. She touched the point of the blade to his throat and he stiffened completely, barely even breathing. She switched the knife to her left hand and punched him square in the face with her right. She had hit me before, so I knew it hurt. Giving him his due, her barely flinched. It helped to have a knife at your throat to keep things in perspective. May smiled serenely at him and pulled the knife away; bringing it between her breasts and moving it slowly up and down her softly tanned skin. His eyes were glued to the blade, giving me the opportunity to take two big steps and slam my fist into the side of his head, pretty much knocking him out. I shook my hand and May climbed off of him and I could see a small wet spot where her pussy had been touching his shirt. Getting him up into the manacles was a trick, but with May's help, we finished it soon enough. Thus begun phase two: the girl.

She was much easier to capture than you would have expected. I couple of phone calls from his cellphone made her panic, which made it easy to get her to his place. May and I waited outside, just around the corner of the house. As I expected, she had a key and let herself in, yelling for him. May hurried around back and I made my way in through the front door, giving May enough time to get in through the back door before pushing through the front and surprising the girl, whom we had nicknamed 'princess.' She had been my lover, once. Things had been great until she took exceptions to the friends I kept. It ended badly. Maybe that's why I took so much delight in knocking her cellphone out of her hand and sending her screaming through the house before finally cornering her in one of the back bedrooms.

"Hey, baby," I said, my voice full of menace. "Did you miss me?"

"If you come near me," she said in a wavering voice, "I'll scream."

I smirked. "Go ahead. The neighbors will just assume you're having sex again. You are quite the screamer." May stepped in beside me and laughed. The princess had nowhere to go when I started moving toward her. She cried and she begged, but I didn't hear either. Rage had taken over, along with vengeance. The same chloroform soaked rag put her to sleep and I carried her out to the car, just like I had with the other, dumping her in the trunk.

Getting her inside was easier since it was pretty much dark. She went straight into the manacles, hanging beside her lover, the bonds designed to keep them from being able to touch each other. I made sure to gag her as well. She was indeed a screamer and had quite a set of lungs on her. As I strapped the tape over her mouth and stepped down, May touched me on the shoulder.

"I'm going hunting. I'll be back soon with a prize for both of us." I nodded and handed her her hunting clothes. They consisted of a black leather zip up bodysuit and a pair of black combat boots. I touched her face and she smiled at me, turning her face to nip at my fingers. I smiled back and kissed her deeply and quickly, both of us wanting to ravage each other again but knowing now wasn't the time. She looked at our two guests and smiled. "Feel free to hang out here. I won't be gone long." I laughed and walked out of the room with her.

May walked in about forty-five minutes later with a nice little blonde thing on her arm. I smiled at them as the blonde stopped short, seeing me sitting there in my recliner. May introduced her as Megan. I introduced myself to her and she seemed to loosen up just a little. Megan seemed blitzed out of her mind. I couldn't tell if it was something May had given her or something she had been on before.

"Megan here," May said, "Is nineteen and wants to try a girl for the first time. You don't mind, do you?" I shook my head no and grabbed my book. "She's from out of town, baby." I smiled at her and quietly got up and followed them into the bedroom, waiting for Megan to see the two hung up on the wall. May had Megan in her arms and was kissing her deeply, looking over Megan's shoulder at our two prisoners. She pushed Megan down on the bed and climbed up on top of the blonde girl, pushing her shirt up and kissing along the girl's stomach. She turned to me standing in the doorway and smiled.

"Be a dear for me and get me the toy behind the night stand for me." Megan cooed and ran her hands over May's body. I have to admit I was getting a little aroused watching the two of them as I walked over to the night table and looked behind it. There were two 'toys' behind it: the knife I had seen her with before and a new one, curved and polished to a high shine. A meat hook.

"May, baby, which one? The straight one or the curved one?" Megan turned to look at me and then back at May.

"You have a curved one? I love those," she said, her words slurring together and her eyes rolling back in her head. Whatever she was one was some strong stuff. May smirked at me.

"She wants the curved one, so give the curved one."

I grabbed the hook by the leather bound handle and felt the heft, giving it a practice swing. It whistled softly through the air. I liked it. May was busy pulled Megan's clothes off, tossing them into a pile on the floor, then doing the same with her own, grinding herself against the drugged blonde girl.

As I approached the bed, Megan got her first look at the army boy and the princess hung up on the wall. She giggled at first but then realized they were trying to break lose. She looked back at may just as I handed her the meat hook. She barely got out a word before May slammed the hook into her stomach and pulled it sideways while covering Megan's mouth with her hand. The blonde girl screamed and then went silent as the blood spurting out in a small geyser, some hitting May in the face, which she started to lick up. I moved quickly to the bed and kissed her, tasting the delicious red fluid in her mouth.

The princess and the army boy started struggling against their bonds but I had built them to be strong. Neither was escaping. I kissed May again and then went to get the knife. I looked up at the two on the wall and smirked, enjoying the fact that the princess was crying. I brought May the knife but she shook her head.

"You do it, baby. You need to learn how." I took a deep breath and raised the knife, looking once at the dead girl's eyes before plunging the knife into her heart, creating another fountain of blood. This one caught me in the chest, the throbs of her slowly stopping heart making the blood fly into the air. May pulled me back and licked her way up my chest before kissing me deeply. Between the two of us, we opened the girl's body and coated the bed, and each other, in her blood before dumping her carcass on the floor.

I tossed May onto the bed and she moaned, rolling over in the crimson fluid staining out bed. I crawled up after her and she attacked me, rolling me onto my back and grabbing my stiff cock, stroking it madly. I groaned and ran my hands down her back, grabbing her supple ass, pulling her down hard on top of me, feeling the blood coat my back. She pulled my shaft upwards and slammed herself down on it. She growled and I growled in return, neither of us thinking of the body on the floor or the two people who were strung up on the wall.

She rode me fast and hard, bouncing my ass off of the bed with each drop. I matched her thrusts, our groans mingling and our sex fueled by pure lust and rage. We rolled around on the bed, covering each other, kissing each other passionately, the metallic tang of the blood on each other's bodies and in our mouths. Finally, May grabbed my hair and pulled me on top of her and bit my ear. Hard. "Fuck me, you son of a bitch," she whispered harshly in that same ear. "Fuck me and make me cum so they can see."

I looked up at the two of them and grinned, feeling blood dripping from my lips. I grabbed May's legs and shoved them back, plowing into her harder than I ever had before. She screamed as I fucked her bare pussy fast and deep, telling me to fuck her even harder. She rubbed her hands in the blood and then over her body, making me grin and start licking her body, biting her skin, while she pulled my hair, tugging my head from side to side. I pretty much had her bent in half, using body weight as well as strength to fuck her. She screamed again and her juices splashed out onto me, the first time that had ever happened. She clawed me, pulled me in, every muscle inside of her clenching and shuddering around my cock. Once she had finished, she pushed me away.

"Cum on me again. Let me mix your fluid with hers."

I grabbed a handful of the wet red liquid and started jerking my cock as fast as I possibly could. It didn't take long before I shot my cum onto May's chest, coating her tits with my semen, watching her rub it in with the blood and licking her fingers clean. She grinned at me and then handed me both the knife and the meat hook, pointing me at our two captives.

"It's their turn, lover. Show them what vengeance is. We've already showed them what's in store for their useless bodies. Teach them, lover. Teach them the meaning of pain. Of torment. Of death."

I felt my top lip pull back into a snarl. I stepped toward the two and grinned a sick grin at them, feeling the fear rolling off of them in waves. I stood there for a moment, soaking in the terror before stepping forward.



The Discovery Ch. 03



Ch. 3: Closure

I looked them over, hanging there from the wall, neither one able to move. Helpless. Hopeless. I hefted the meat hook and looked at the army boy. There was a wet stain on the front of his pants where he had pissed himself. I looked at the princess and lifted the knife, licking some of the blood off, smearing some on my face. She was crying almost continuously. Thinking of these two and what they had done to me, how they had made my life hell for the past month, I felt the rage build up within me. It was the kind of rage that you only see once in a lifetime. The kind that kills.

I moved toward the princess and grinned at her. She tried to move away but she wasn't going anywhere. She couldn't fight and she couldn't flee. I could feel the terror emanating from her. She would be crazy with fear by the time I was done.

I moved from her to the army boy, watching he eyes move back and forth between anger and fear, neither winning. Yet. Soon, though, fear would be ahead by a landslide. I ran the tip of the meat hook down his cheek, watching a small rivulet of blood stream down to his neck.

"Not so tough now, are you," I asked, my voice a dangerous whisper. He shook in his bonds, making me chuckle. I slashed the knife downward and made a long, shallow cut in his chest, watching the blood ooze out. May pushed her way in front of me and dropped to her knees, licking the blood off of his stomach. She turned to me and smiled, her mouth a perfect crimson circle.

I cut him again, crisscrossing it with the other one. May sucked on the cut, letting his redness splash onto her face. Her hand disappeared down her body and I could hear her starting to finger herself. I cut straight across his gut, anger filling my swing and May positioned herself under him, letting me see her fingers as they played over her wet, blood-stained pussy lips. I felt my cock get hard again, even after the shower and the blood fucking a few minutes ago.

Her fingers were a blur as she frigged her clit, her face turned upwards, letting the blood stain her again. She was at it for maybe a minute before she cried out 'Fuck!' and I watched her shudder and her juices spill out, diluting the blood on her skin. She leaned against the wall between his legs catching her breath. His head was down against his chest, though his chest was still moving.

"So much for the big strong man, huh?" I aimed this question at the princess, who looked like she might pass out at any second. I walked over and grabbed her cheek, squeezing it in my hand. "Stay with me, sweetness. We're just getting to the good part." I released her jaw and walked back to May. She looked up at me and grabbed my shaft, plunging her warm, wet, sticky mouth onto it, bobbing furiously. Her tongue worked it's magic on me, flicking against the sensitive underside of my head as she worked her head up and down, possibly faster than she had ever blown me before. I held on as long as I could and finally had to tell her I was about to cum.

May pulled her mouth off of me and aimed me upwards as she jerked me quickly. I spurted against the cuts and the blood that came from them. Once she had sucked the last of the cum from my cock, she turned and licked it all off of and out of his body, fingering herself to another orgasm. She smiled up at me, showing me the purest smile I had ever seen from her. I stepped from in front of the army boy's body and moved in front of the princess. Her eyes blurred with tears as she looked at me, waiting for the inevitable. Then, something happened.

In the span of a few seconds, I saw the happiness that we had had, back then. Every touch, every caress. Every act of pleasure we had enacted on each other flooded back to me in that small span of time. I saw every time she sucked my cock and let me cum on her face or on her tits. Every time she rode my face was crystal clear. I dominated her and submitted to her. Doggy style or her on top. Missionary or slam fucking her against a wall. Every single detail was imprinted on my mind. One particular scene came to mind and I focused on it.

We had just had a fight, probably over something stupid. I begged her to take me back, to not leave me alone. I cried for her. She wiped my tears away with her thumbs and kissed me, asking me quietly to make love to her. She had been sitting in my lap and I nodded, willing to do almost anything for her. She climbed onto my cock and just rocked there, moving her hips back and forth, leaving my full length inside her as she moved. It was sex fueled by love instead of lust. It was passionate and peaceful and everything you want sex to be. We kissed deeply, never wanting these feelings to end. But end they did, not two days later. I shook my head as the scene ended. Not more than five seconds had passed. I tossed the meat hook to the floor and grabbed the princess's chin. I held her face up and moved mine to within an inch of hers.

"Are you afraid of me, baby?" He head bounced madly up and down. "Are you terrified of me?" Again, the wild nod. "Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" Slowly, her head moved up and down again, her eyes on the razor sharp knife in my left hand. I felt my face start to split in a smile. She seemed even more scared now than a moment before.

"I don't think you do, baby. You see, something just occurred to me. If those few seconds, I saw everything we had. Everything we had been together. And do you know what I realized?" He head moved from side to side. "That we were happy back then. But we're not now. I also realized something else. I realized that I don't care anymore. This...this vengeance thing? It's not worth it. You aren't worth this. He certainly isn't," I said, using the knife to point to the army boy. "May," I said quietly. "Patch him back up. These two are leaving."

Whether she agreed or not, she did what I asked. He'd probably need medical attention but May was good at what she did, so he'd live. I unlocked them both and gave them their clothes back, the princess helping him into his since he was almost unconscious. I helped them to the car and drove quickly back to his place and helped walk him to the door. Neither had said a word. I grabbed the princess's arm before the door closed.

"Listen to me and listen closely, because I will not say this again. What happened today, do not go to the police. Do not tell anyone and do not look for us. If you do, we know where to find you and we won't be as merciful next time. Do you understand?" Her head moved up and down rapidly and I released her arm, turning to go back to the car, not looking back.

That was the last time I ever saw her. I'm much happier this way.