Walking past the neon sign, the lure of the heavy metal music drew me in. As my eyes adjusted to the dimly lite room I saw her there on the stage. Black electrical tape clung to her body in an erotic pattern barely covering her nipples and the center of her bald pussy. Grinding the pole in front of her she was working the crowd. Her goth makeup completed the look and had my pussy wet as hell. I ordered a drink and sat as close to her as I could get. Holding up a twenty I caught her eye. Stepping off the stage she straddled me and began my lap dance. then she turned to face me and blood began to drip out of her mouth. The fire was burning inside me now and I had to have her. As her set ended she joined me. Sipping a Bloody Mary my taste for real blood was growing. I needed to taste her flesh and blood. Taking her home was easy. Taking out the rope and tieing her to the stone alter, she gave in to my desires. Her pussy was so wet, her nipples rock hard. It was time for me to feast. I started by nibbling on her body but soon I was biting her harder. Unable to control myself I came away with a chunk of thigh and the taste of her blood left me with no restraint. I devoured her. Each scream brought me closer to orgasm. Each bite increased my appetite. I needed release. Positioning my self between her legs I ripped her pussy lips off one at a time and felt the flow of cum running down my legs. I don’t know when she passed out, but it really didn’t matter. She was finger licking good.
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