as the sun sets, i feel the time to awaken from my daytime slumber..
stretching slowly on my bed, i click on the switch on my beside table lamp.
pulling on a floor length terry cloth red robe, i trudge to the bathroom for
my shower..
the hot water warms my skin, waking me up more. i do my shower routine to clean myself which takes me almost 30 mins, even though i'm a creature of the night doesn't mean i'm a perky riser from the long sleep..
i dress provocatively without being slutty.. i hate the slutty look, low class hookers dress that way to draw attention to themselves.
i have more respect for myself, i can attract without being completely obvious.
the kind of attention i'm wanting is not really for sex but to feed my appetite for blood, and.. i don't really mind to play a little, sometimes it can be fun for me.
i choose a flowing black velvet skirt that is past my knees so i can lift to sit comfortably when straddling my prey.
i wear a black shear mesh top under the black fishnet long sleeve shirt, the black lacy bra is not obviously seen under the shear mesh but can be seen, it's attractive without being slutty, and my favorite black witchy boots complete the outfit. the whole idea is for me to be more of a shadow than to be noticed, the camouflage for this night time predator..
i go to the center of town and start to wander around the buildings that are away from the main street. nobody is seeing me or even noticing my presence.
i come to a building that i could sense had quite a few men in there and they were sleeping. the perfect kind of prey..
i shifted into my shadow form and slipped through the wall of the building, and then shifted again into a mist to walk un-noticed while inside.
there were rows of cots with sleeping people, it looked like a church type room.
there were crosses on the windows and i did see a priest leave the room just as i entered it.
my hyper sense of hearing focused on the heartbeats and my mouth watered at the thought of the taste of pulsing blood in my mouth.
i chose a young man in the corner of the room. his heartbeat was strong and his was having erotic dreams that made him moan slightly as he slept.
i gently crawled onto his bed, careful to not wake him. pulling the blanket down away off of his chest, i saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt, more easy for me to get to a vein. as i straddled his waist, i felt him get hard under me. it was a sudden surprise but not unexpected, since i knew of his erotic dreamings.
i lightly caressed his bare chest, and did grind my hips on him casually.
i kissed his skin to get a taste of his flesh. there was no taste of illness or drug-induced traumas, he was healthy and so very heated.
he opened his eyes, still not quite aware that i was really there. i could feel the haziness of his mind, he wasn't awake, not fully..
he reached for my arms, pulling me down onto him and kissed me with a powerful lust. i became entangled in his carnal emotions and kissed him back with my own desires. i really was relishing the impassioned spell that seized us.
his raging ardour added a stronger spice to his blood, and that triggered my hunger even more forcefully. i pushed away from his mouth and ground my hips a little faster, to put him into a rapturous fog. he groaned a little louder and i leaned down to sink my teeth into his neck, hitting the main artery just right.
he gasped at first, i covered his mouth with my hand and then tried to pull me off of him. he couldn't speak as he was losing consciousness quickly from his blood gushing into my mouth like a fountain. i drank my fill until he wasn't moving. i could hear his heartbeat rapidly from fear and then it was slowing. he wasn't dreaming anymore, his mind was black, he had passed out. i licked the wounds on his neck to make them seal the holes i made. i licked all evidence of blood from his skin. due to much practice, no blood dripped onto his bed. the last thing to do was to make sure that he remembered this as a dream. i held his head in my hands and projected into his mind that the whole event was just a dream..
i heard footsteps coming fast from outside the room, i shifted back into mist form and got off the bed. it was a priest that came into the room, i silently moved away from him and watched as he checked on the man i feasted on.
he somehow could sense that i was near and came towards me. as i moved backwards, i was checking for a way out to get away from this priest. not that i was afraid of the priest, but more afraid being detected. i was not to be known, i had to be just a dream and not real.
when i had enough distance from the priest, i got to the darkest part of the room and shifted to my shadow form and slipped back through the wall to the outside.
moving as quickly as possible to get away from the church, i was fearful that i would be hunted. how stupid of me to not be more careful and investigate the building that i would hunt in.
a night hunter has to not be consumed by their hunger or it could get them killed..
stretching slowly on my bed, i click on the switch on my beside table lamp.
pulling on a floor length terry cloth red robe, i trudge to the bathroom for
my shower..
the hot water warms my skin, waking me up more. i do my shower routine to clean myself which takes me almost 30 mins, even though i'm a creature of the night doesn't mean i'm a perky riser from the long sleep..
i dress provocatively without being slutty.. i hate the slutty look, low class hookers dress that way to draw attention to themselves.
i have more respect for myself, i can attract without being completely obvious.
the kind of attention i'm wanting is not really for sex but to feed my appetite for blood, and.. i don't really mind to play a little, sometimes it can be fun for me.
i choose a flowing black velvet skirt that is past my knees so i can lift to sit comfortably when straddling my prey.
i wear a black shear mesh top under the black fishnet long sleeve shirt, the black lacy bra is not obviously seen under the shear mesh but can be seen, it's attractive without being slutty, and my favorite black witchy boots complete the outfit. the whole idea is for me to be more of a shadow than to be noticed, the camouflage for this night time predator..
i go to the center of town and start to wander around the buildings that are away from the main street. nobody is seeing me or even noticing my presence.
i come to a building that i could sense had quite a few men in there and they were sleeping. the perfect kind of prey..
i shifted into my shadow form and slipped through the wall of the building, and then shifted again into a mist to walk un-noticed while inside.
there were rows of cots with sleeping people, it looked like a church type room.
there were crosses on the windows and i did see a priest leave the room just as i entered it.
my hyper sense of hearing focused on the heartbeats and my mouth watered at the thought of the taste of pulsing blood in my mouth.
i chose a young man in the corner of the room. his heartbeat was strong and his was having erotic dreams that made him moan slightly as he slept.
i gently crawled onto his bed, careful to not wake him. pulling the blanket down away off of his chest, i saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt, more easy for me to get to a vein. as i straddled his waist, i felt him get hard under me. it was a sudden surprise but not unexpected, since i knew of his erotic dreamings.
i lightly caressed his bare chest, and did grind my hips on him casually.
i kissed his skin to get a taste of his flesh. there was no taste of illness or drug-induced traumas, he was healthy and so very heated.
he opened his eyes, still not quite aware that i was really there. i could feel the haziness of his mind, he wasn't awake, not fully..
he reached for my arms, pulling me down onto him and kissed me with a powerful lust. i became entangled in his carnal emotions and kissed him back with my own desires. i really was relishing the impassioned spell that seized us.
his raging ardour added a stronger spice to his blood, and that triggered my hunger even more forcefully. i pushed away from his mouth and ground my hips a little faster, to put him into a rapturous fog. he groaned a little louder and i leaned down to sink my teeth into his neck, hitting the main artery just right.
he gasped at first, i covered his mouth with my hand and then tried to pull me off of him. he couldn't speak as he was losing consciousness quickly from his blood gushing into my mouth like a fountain. i drank my fill until he wasn't moving. i could hear his heartbeat rapidly from fear and then it was slowing. he wasn't dreaming anymore, his mind was black, he had passed out. i licked the wounds on his neck to make them seal the holes i made. i licked all evidence of blood from his skin. due to much practice, no blood dripped onto his bed. the last thing to do was to make sure that he remembered this as a dream. i held his head in my hands and projected into his mind that the whole event was just a dream..
i heard footsteps coming fast from outside the room, i shifted back into mist form and got off the bed. it was a priest that came into the room, i silently moved away from him and watched as he checked on the man i feasted on.
he somehow could sense that i was near and came towards me. as i moved backwards, i was checking for a way out to get away from this priest. not that i was afraid of the priest, but more afraid being detected. i was not to be known, i had to be just a dream and not real.
when i had enough distance from the priest, i got to the darkest part of the room and shifted to my shadow form and slipped back through the wall to the outside.
moving as quickly as possible to get away from the church, i was fearful that i would be hunted. how stupid of me to not be more careful and investigate the building that i would hunt in.
a night hunter has to not be consumed by their hunger or it could get them killed..
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