Chapter 13 Gifts and Needs
The whole night was spent in that bed together. We ordered food, talked, and I fucked her into the bed as many times as possible. It was glorious. At least until it ended. This morning, she had to head back to work and so did I.
I’ve spent all morning thinking about her perfect body laying next to mine. How she would lay her head on my chest and run her fingers over my stomach. The way she smells, tastes, and how well she bends to my will. Everything is engraved in my mind, like it’s carved into my very soul.
I pull up at my house so I can get a shower and change before heading to the studio. I’m nearly ready when I pick up my phone and order her a gift to be delivered to her office. Something that I can’t wait to get a message about later.
She finally admitted to where she works, but not what position she holds for that company. All she would tell me was the name of the place and address. A quick google search and I noticed it’s a tech company that is some kind of big deal. She has her secrets and I have mine. You know, like murder.
This woman has a grip on my heart and I don’t know if I will survive it. I push my feelings back as I head out the door again. I have to get to the studio to start my live stream. Today is monster cock Friday.
I love these sessions. I get to pretend to be part of the monster world. The occult begging me to get closer to it. This session I will be a vampire and covered in fake blood, though I wish it was real, and a werewolf cock that includes knots could fuck me.
The monster inside me wishes it was something more, but I can’t do that at the studio and definitely not on a live stream. I’d be caught before I ever began my session. The thought of being a vampire and the craving for blood resurfaces as my mind turns to what I’ve done.
I’m not depraved enough to drink blood like a real vampire, but bathing in it will work just fine for me. It’s like something inside of me is begging for more, just like a vampire. I need it to survive. To live a better life. Yet, I can’t do that as often as a vampire. I have to be careful.
Otherwise, I would end up in prison. A serial murderer and not one that will walk around free. So I bide my time and pretend like I’m normal and not craving the red liquid that I so desperately want to live with, as it coats my skin every chance I get.
I’m not meant for this world. I’m a psychopath that wants to be a vampire, basically. Yeah. They should lock me up.
Ipush the cock deeper into my pussy as the chat goes wild. There are over five hundred live viewers today. Usually my monster bitches love this day and it’s one of my highest streams for the week, right behind humiliation days. Blood crazed monster fuckers galore.
I moan as I reach the knot and try to push it inside of my pussy.
My body is coated in a sticky layer of the fake blood.
The white sheets are covered in the stuff.
They will get bleached afterwards to ensure I can use them again.
A mattress protector is always underneath anything we have above that.
Today is white so the blood can soak into the pristine scene and make it look gruesome. If I didn’t know what real blood looks like soaked into white sheets like this, I wouldn’t know the difference. But I do know, and this isn’t satisfying one bit.
I push, but then pull back and slam the cock into my pussy as I try to force the knot inside of me.
I’m not nearly stretched enough to take the thickened portion, so I fuck myself with one hand and use the other to rub against my clit.
The more I cum on the silicone dildo, the more relaxed I become and the deeper it can go.
A notification has me looking up at the screen in front of me. A text just came into my phone from Scarlett. She just got the gift. She’s wearing it. She’s also watching my live stream. Fuck. That’s hot.
I ordered her a pair of panties that have a vibrating attachment that fits over her clit and inside her pussy. She put them on for me.
I push the cock deeper inside of my pussy until I hear and feel the pop of the knot as it enters me and locks into place. I groan with pleasure and look right at the camera as I push and pull on the dildo until I’m cumming. Every inch of my body shaking with my release.
Fuccckkkk.
I open my mouth to show the fake fangs and then take a finger and run it through the fake blood, then across my lips. Sucking my finger clean as I continue to fuck myself. My breasts bounce as I move. The force I’m tugging on the cock and pushing it back in makes the whole bed sway slightly.
I run two fingers through the blood all over the sheets and then circle my clit. Tossing my head back as I play the pleasure up slightly for the audience. It feels so fucking good, but the noises are all theatrics.
So when I cum again as my fingers circle my clit and the cock bottoms out, deep inside, I moan with such force and arch my back off the bed to push my breasts outwards.
Tip notifications pop up as I fall still on the bed, my breathing the only thing erratic as I come back down from the euphoric release.
I pull the monster cock from my pussy and toss it to the bed. The chat clambers as everyone speaks at once. My pussy is on full display and glistening from all the lights directed at me. I can’t believe that people prefer to watch me fuck myself rather than try it themselves.
I’m sure some do just that, but others watch this because they can’t give into their inhibitions.
So they sit at home or wherever they are and watch me do it for them as they jerk off or deny themselves a release.
Either way, I’m glad I’m the one doing the live sessions and have zero regrets for the set today.
Except… Maybe I would have liked to use real blood instead of this nasty fake shit.
Now I just want a shower, and to play with Scarlett. The way I can’t wait to grab my phone and turn on that vibrator at some point randomly while she’s at work. Doing fuck knows what.
I glance at the screen momentarily and then lay down to stare at the camera over the bed.
“Until next week, monster lovers.”
I smile, blow a kiss, and give a wave goodbye as I hit the remote button to end the stream.
I sigh before climbing from the bed and cleaning up my mess.
I wrap the robe around me and tie it before gathering the sheets and dropping them into the basket by the door.
I gather my toy and head for the bathroom attached to the room.
I have to clean my toys, then I can head for a shower and get dressed.
I want my phone out of my locker right this damn second, but I have shit that comes first. So I hurry through the motions as I clean the room up.
Some pay extra to clean up behind them, but I prefer the movement after fucking myself like this.
It helps me come back down before my shower that helps with the rest.
Today, I couldn’t give a fuck less as I hurry through the room and then exit to the locker rooms. Dropping my stuff in the locker as I grab my phone from inside. I open the app I installed and connect to the device that I know is currently nestled inside of Scarlett.
I press a button and I know right this second a low vibration just began inside of her little cunt. A text comes in immediately.
I’m in a meeting!
Then you better learn how to talk quickly. You have ten minutes until I’m out of the shower and I take it up another notch.
I won’t be done by then.
Ten minutes, kitten. Only warning I’ll give you.
Yes, sir.
Oh, my fucking pussy aches at her message. I toss the phone back into my locker and then head for the shower, holding my clothes and toiletry bag in my arms. I want her to know that she has limited time before I fuck her from afar.
The thought alone has me wanting to fucking turn around right this second, but I told her ten minutes, so she better hurry. I rush into the showers and straight for an empty stall.
This will be the fastest shower I’ve ever taken. I want to make her cum right there in her meeting or she will have to excuse herself before she cums in front of every single person in that meeting. That pussy will grip that toy for the next hour if I can help it.
I’m going to make my little kitten cum and I can’t fucking wait.