Perfection

Its was about thirty minutes past midnight, well into the witching hour. A cold mist had begun to form and cling to everything in sight, bringing frost to the windows and a chill to the flesh. My plans for the evening had gone somewhat astray from my original intent, but I'd like to think I can make the best of any situation. Only, I can't think of anything good about being bound at the wrist and hanging from a wall in front of a woman who just told you she’s been alive for three hundred years.

Wait, back up..Maybe I'm going about this wrong. Lets start from the beginning.

I had been dating Julia for maybe five or so weeks now. We had shared a few dates over that time. We had gone to see a few movies. I'd taken her to dinner a few times and we had made a few appearances at the Club. I even let her take me to dinner once. Kind of new to me, but nice. She’s a few inches shorter than me, which I like. Soft brown curls that frame a very soft featured face with her brilliant eyes. Her eyes are a deep hazel and just looking into them tells me she’s a firm woman who has a strong mind and will to go with her very beautiful body. After all that, I'd still have to say that what I like most about her, is her accent. A hard, but clearly spoken Russian, her English was almost flawless but the accent made it beautiful.

She was far too good of a woman for me. I'm no Casanova. I work out regularly to keep myself looking tight. I took judo lessons for a few years and now I help teach twice a week at a dojo a few blocks from the small apartment I rent. Teaching helps pay for a few of the luxuries in life as I continue to work on my PhD. I'm still not sure exactly what path I'm working on but I believe its going to be neurosurgery. I haven't had a lot of time in my life for a woman but I met Julia at a small Campus get together and found her so very interesting. Her knowledge of anatomy and the human body was just exquisite and her anatomy wasn't that bad either if you know what I mean.

After one of our more promiscuous outings to the club, I drove her back to her apartment on the more high class side of town. With just a little convincing she enticed me to join her for a nightcap and I was more than willing to indulge her. We moved up to her room on the top floor that turned out to be a well furnished and decorated penthouse. Maybe four or five rooms but only one bath, with a bar set up across from a fireplace. I noted there was no T.V. but there was a radio and a large selection of books. We wasted no time in toasting drinks and she put a slow song on the radio. I'm not a man to rush things and I've always thought women thought that was a good thing about me so I offered a dance and she was more than willing to take me up on it.

As the dance came to a close, and I thought I had done my best to keep my feet to myself, we leaned together and kissed the passionate kiss of lovers. I slide my tongue into her mouth and found hers there waiting for me. I brought her into my arms as I probed her mouth with my tongue. Its then I felt a sharp cut, and the warm feeling of my blood in our mouths. I felt again and found that her teeth where pointed. I pulled back and looked down with a bit of surprise when she smiled at me and bared her lips to show me long pointed fangs. My eyes moved to meet hers to see a glistening look of lust in them and I moved back out of fear. That fear began to take hold of me and I moved towards the door when she suddenly said " Stop " and I did, I couldn't move or make myself go any farther from her. Her face changed again into that sweet innocent smile as she continued " Good, It seems I have bound you fully." I didn't understand what she was talking about and I replied " Julia, what the hell is this "

"I find it amusing how a person who notices so much, failed to notice that every drink I've been bringing you for the past few weeks has been filled with a taste of my blood. Slowly but surely you've been falling into my power. Now come here " she said and I had no choice but to move as my body walked towards her " How can you do this to me? " I asked trying my damnedest to control my own body. She quietly reached ovhe bhe bar and pulled out a length of rope and used it to tie my hands as I watched near helplessly. " No, Go hang yourself up on that hook over there " She pointed to a wall just a few feet from the bar, and I walked over and lifted my arms above my head, stood on my very tiptoes to hang myself like a prisoner for her.

She smiled up at me, where I hung looking at her and waiting to see what she would do. She sat with her back to the bar and her legs crossed in a ladylike manor " I'm going to let you try and explain what just happened, because you are very bright and I want to see if you put it together " she said, as she reached down the length of the bar top to a small rectangular box and opened the top. Pulling out a long cigar she brought it to her nose and slowly sniffed it as she waited for my answer.

" Well, Everything was going fine...Until I got my tongue around you teeth. Then you tried to sink them into me like some kind of......Vampire. Damn..Not Possible "

She produced a large lighter and brought it to the end of her cigar as she turned it and sucked on it softly. Once it was brought to life she exhaled a stream of smoke from her mouth and said " Oh, But it is.." she wrapped her red lips around the end of the cigar and then let go, breathing out smoke again. " I'm over three hundred years old, but don't worry, your not here because I want to suck your blood " she made a mocking b-movie vampire face " Your in for much, much worse my little toy." The tip of the cigar glowed orange again and she blew the smoke in my direction.

" You must understand that my clan of vampires deal in a very special power. The power to craft bone and flesh into new shapes and patterns " She stood and walked over to where I hung against her wall, just my toes touching the floor. She raised the hand without her cigar into the air I c I could only stare in a shuddering fear as it slowly changed shape. He fingers grew long and thin as the skin pulled back and four inches of bone claw pushed out " When I am finished with you, you will be my perfect little subject. I have practiced many time before, but you will be my masterpiece. " She slid her fingers down by shirt and to my waistline. Shredding my clothing like it was nothing but butter, and her claws a white hot knife. As one hundred dollars worth of clothing hit the floor as rags she reached down with her claws and gently gazed them against my balls. " First off, the process will always begin with confinement and taming of you male power, by removing these " She quickly cut into my schrotem and the pain hit me just as I could feel her claw move up inside of me and cut the small cords running to my balls. Her hand cupped my sack again as her razors pulled out of my body and a warmth spread over my sack. " Don't worry, you won't bleed to death. Oh, and if your a good boy, I'll give you back your man hood later and more."

She put the cigar back into her lips and sucked hard on it, filling herself with the smoke. Then she blew a soft stream down my chest, obviously watching as it moved over the curves of my chest and ads, stopping as it blew over my cock. " Later, I'm going to cut this up..." she suddenly gripped by cock and began stroking it softly with her palms " Your large, but I think I'll insert real bone, or cartilage into itu'lu'll be about ten inches, but very very thick, the way I want it..and hard all the time, ready any time for me or whoever else I deem you'll fuck " She slowly moved down my body, her hands constant stroking had brought me to full hardness. Her cigar glowed again as she sucked in another mouthful of smoke, and then she put her mouth around my cock and began to softly move her lips up and down it. I knew she was trying to tease me, to see if I'd say something, but god did it feel good.She made a few wet sounds as she pushed her throat around the head of my cock. She let the smoke slowly drift out around my cock as she slid her mouth off of me. The cigar was brough to her lips again and she took another mouthful. She just blew the smoke softly onto my balls. Then she moved back up and blew the rest of the smoke into my face. " Do you think I'm beautiful? " she asked of me, and I wanted to tell her she was a monster and to let me go...but her blood that now rushing through my body and mind wouldn't allow me to lie to her and I said " Yes, Most Beautiful " She smiled as she patted my cheek and moved backwards into the shadows of the room.

When she moved forward again, she was not the same woman. Her hair had changed to a sheer white that was strait and slid down her back. Out of that beautiful hair several small horns moved their way back across the top of her skull and then disappeared down her back. Her eye's had changed to be more like that of a cats and her lips where thinner, the better to show that her fangs had grown into longer, sharper killing canines of an animal. Each of her ears where longer and pointed, with several earrings and jeweled studs coming off of them. Her arms where a little longer and she had grown a few inches to compensate. At her elbows, pointed bone jutted out and curved around into a spike, and there where smaller spikes coming down her arm. Both of her hands now where bearing the long bone claws from before and her entire body took on a lithe and deadly grace too it. She looked at me as her clawed hand brought the cigar to her new mouth and she took a deep breath, filling her lungs with smoke and then breathing it out and upwards as she asked " Am I still beautiful? ".

I don't know what had to have happened to my mind. Maybe it was her blood controlling me still or maybe she had awakened something in me that I had never explored in my self. I looked at her and my mouth dropped open " Yes, Morautiautiful. " She moved closer to me and pressed her breasts, much smaller and more graceful than the large ones she wore as a human, to my chest as she draped her arms on my shoulders "Do you want to be like me? " she said in a whisper. My mind reeled and all I could think of was sharing this beauty with her, to be part of this new and mysterious world which she was part of. "Yes, My love." She moved up and ran her hands through my long strait brown hair, and pushed by head to the side. I could feel her tonge move across my skin, it was long, and felt like forked at the end. There where also peircings, many of them along the center, her ge wge was studded and I could only imagine how that would feel. Then there was a brilliant burst of pain, the k of of pain that makes you see things in diffrent colors as I felt her razor sharp teeth dig long cuts into my flesh, comming around my neck nearly to my throat. It was followed by the sickening crunch of a sound like her jaw was unhinging in order to cover the wound as she began to drink the blood that poured from me. Within moments I was in pure exstasy as he lips cradled my neck and my life poured from me and into her.

She must have, at some point, cut the ropes holding my hands because when I next remember anything I was laying on top of her, suckling at her tit like an animal. I craved nothing but my next mouthful of her blood. My lips where wrapped perfectly around her small mound as her blood squirted through the hard flesh into my mouth. It wasn't enough, never enough to satisfy my hunger until I felt my sharp teeth rubbing against the softer flesh of her breast. I bit down out of instinct, punching a pair of holes into her which let the blood flow smoothly into my mouth. There I was, completely content sucking my blood through this woman’s breast back into me. Like a soul torn from heaven back to earth, she pushed me away and I could do little to resist as my mouth parted her breast and I was left cold and alone, but able to come to my senses. I looked up at her and she was wiping the blood from her lips and into her mouth like a cheap hooker would do missed drops of cum. I licked my lips like an animal, reveling in the new found taste, my new vision of the world and the changes in myself. it was all too overwhelming and I fell back onto the floor, lost in my dream.