Vampire's Game

as satiated urge licks lips of lascivious longing
looking down from hidden heights over
shadows coveting creatures thirsty for the warm blood of the living,
and full moon shivers in the embrace of night's haunting
exposing lust with naked limbs flaunting
behaviour unforgiving
biting deep, the sweet flesh of fornication
witching hour bleeds the whores of hell damnation
seducing mortal senses with insalubrious smiles sadistic

a maiden bound to pain cried out in pleasure now her will had been slain,
tamed by temptation in a vampire's game,
nipple clamps bleeding excitement and loose limbs spread wide with masochistic enticement
taunting with no shame the stiffness of discipline's smooth cain,
wriggled in a vacuum of desire as blood did rain
drained from the life of a fallen mystic

Dark pools of crimson longing pierce her mortal fragility
as she begs to be taken from the light,
smooth tongues, long, bury themselves deep into her song
devouring without remorse her submissive fight

"Masters" she cries
"penetrate me now with furious force, cum, take your bite,
welcome me now into your coven of whores
as a sex slave to the shadows of eternal night"

an orgy of sin slivered shrieks through cold night's air
as vampires, virile, immersed in the pleasures of the flesh
danced decadence to an evil prayer


Unaware, immersed in desires of  thirst
they were being watched by Lycans
whose kind they cursed, waiting for the moment
when they would here the scream of the maiden fair,
a Lycan queen who when reaching orgasm
shall reveal her true form and unleash the wolf
in a furious storm
to make the master's her submissive pet,
believing, there's nothing like a vampire, to eat
a wolf's pussy wet.