Vampires "And The Dark Pleasure"

Dark Pleasure

I became exhausted, sat down under the shower. Devil left, laughing. I cleaned myself, but the pain increased. Coming outside, I saw the other three had woken up. William smiled, "Did the morning start well?" I said nothing, just got dressed. But questions were swirling in my mind. What is my father's plan? What are these vampires doing in Phoenix? Hartford Empire's board meeting is today, in the city's biggest business tower. Father has called me, but now I'm the wife of these four. Will they let me go? I wore a dress—red, tight, showing my curves. But inside I'm breaking. Phoenix's streets wait outside, where businessmen play their games. But my game is now supernatural.

Reaching the meeting room, I saw Father was there with the board members. But those four were there too—in suits, like normal businessmen. "Lucy, come," Father said. The meeting began—new projects, a new casino in Phoenix that would earn billions. But I know, this casino will be the hunting ground for vampires. In the middle of the meeting, Lucas placed his hand on my thigh, under the table. I was startled but couldn't say anything. His fingers were sliding up, inside my skirt. "Shhh," he whispered. The meeting continued, Father was speaking, but Lucas's fingers entered my panties, started rubbing. There was pain, but arousal too. I clenched my teeth, but climax came—silent, but my eyes closed. The meeting ended, and coming outside Henry said, "Tonight, we'll tour the city. In Phoenix's darkness."

Evening came, we were on Phoenix's streets. The casino district, where lights shine. But they took me to a hidden club—'Blood Moon', where only wealthy businessmen come. Inside, dark rooms where games of s*x and blood are played. Devil pushed me into a room, and then it began—group s*x, and dirty. William laid me on a table, spread my legs, and inserted his p***s into my v****a—rough, without lubrication. "Your p***y is mine," he roared. Lucas put it in my mouth, pressing my throat. "Suck, slut," he said. Henry from behind, in my ass—for the first time, pain so much I cried. Devil was watching, then joined—bit my breasts, sucked blood. They all f****d me, one by one, together. Semen everywhere—on my face, on my body, inside. I was screaming, but they didn't stop. Music was playing in the club, but my screams got muffled.

The night ended, but mysteries started unfolding. Coming out of the club, Henry revealed—there's a secret society in Phoenix where businessmen become vampires. My father is its head. There's a prophecy that I, his daughter, will give them unlimited power. But why? Because my mother was an ancient vampire. Now, I must take training—through s*x, through blood. But can I endure all this? The coming nights will be darker, but I'm becoming their queen now. Phoenix's nights are swallowing me whole.

Morning had arrived, but the sunlight wasn't touching me. The five of us—me and those four vampires—were heading toward Hartford Tower. My body was still aching, waves of pain with every step. My v****a, my ass, my breasts—all bore their marks. Blood stains, bite marks, and that wet semen still clinging to my skin. I wore a long black coat to hide my wounds, but my eyes? They told the whole story. Devil seated me in the car, his hand on my thigh, as if he owned me. "Today you'll learn, Lucy," he whispered, his eyes glowing red. "Learn what?" I asked, my voice mixing fear with anger. "To awaken your power," William said, who was driving. Lucas ran his fingers through my hair from behind, "And have a little fun too." Henry was silent, but his eyes were scanning me like a scientist examining his subject.

Hartford Tower is the city's tallest structure, a giant of black glass and steel. Inside the boardroom, my father was waiting. But today wasn't a normal meeting. The room held only Father and a few people—all with cold faces, eyes gleaming like vampires. "Lucy, welcome," Father said, his voice lacking the warmth I'd heard in childhood. "Today your training begins." I looked at the four, but they now appeared like businessmen—suited, perfect, yet that hunger still lurked in their eyes. Father turned on a projector. The screen showed an ancient book's page—written in red ink, like blood. "The prophecy," Father spoke. "You, Lucy, are the chosen one who will take vampires beyond immortality. Your blood, your soul, is bound in a ritual."

"What kind of ritual?" I asked, my voice trembling. Devil placed his hand on my shoulder, his fingers digging into my skin. "s*x, blood, and dark magic," he said, his breath hot yet cold on my neck. I shuddered. Father continued, "There's an underground temple in Phoenix where this ritual will take place. But first, you must be prepared. Your body, your mind, everything." I couldn't understand. My mother's face surfaced in my mind—that night when she died, or was killed. Had Father used her too?

The meeting ended, but Father asked me to stay alone. Those four left, but I knew they were watching me. Father closed the door. "Lucy, you must understand," he said, "Hartford Empire isn't just business. It's the heart of the vampire society. You're my daughter, but your blood... it's ancient. Your mother chose me, and now you." I screamed in anger, "Did you kill Mother?" Father laughed, a cold laugh. "No, Lucy. She's still alive. In the temple." My mind went numb. Mother... alive?

That night, they took me to the temple. Outside Phoenix, in the desert, a hidden gate. Inside, stone walls, torchlight, and the smell of blood. The temple was a labyrinth, ancient symbols on the walls, like some dark fantasy. In the center stood an altar, red stone, stained with blood. Devil pushed me toward the altar. "Here you'll awaken," he said. I was terrified, but something else stirred inside me—an attraction, a hunger.