One of the girls whose arousal you detected (the blonde)
From Torg Adventure
It doesn’t take you long to decide on the girls who you sensed were aroused before or to find them since the scent of their arousal still hangs over them. They are lying in two neighboring beds and one is blonde and the other a redhead. You decide to start with the blonde.
You lean over her until you are face to face then reach up and touch her face lightly. She awakes with a start and her eyes meet yours and she falls under your power.
“Quietly. What is your name?” you ask.
“Rachael” she whispers.
“What were you doing before you went to sleep, Rachael?” you ask.
“Listening to Siobhan’s story and … and rubbing my clitty.” She says and you sense that she is fighting the control in an attempt to not reveal her indiscretion. You reach deeper into her mind to strengthen the control, then pull down her sheets to reveal her body clothed in a simple white night-gown.
“Show my how you were touching yourself and tell me why you were doing so.” You command. She reaches down and pulls up the hem of her nightgown to reveal that she is wearing no underwear beneath, her slit and small wisp of blonde pubic hair unveiled to your view. She puts her index and middle fingers against her clit and begins to gently rub it. She gasps softly and whispers “Siobhan was describing a dream she had last night, and that she hoped to have again tonight, a sexy dream about a mysterious man who came to her in the night and made passionate love to her. She described it so vividly that it made me horny and I had to touch myself.”
You see that her labia are beginning to moisten. “Stop touching yourself now.” You command and she does so. “Now” you continue. “I want you to lie still and don’t make a sound, no matter what happens. Her hand, fingers still moist with her juices, moves down by her side. You break eye contact but the command you have given still lingers.
You move you face down her body until you reach her moist opening. You breathe in the intoxicating scent not only of her sexual juices but of the blood that is now pumping into her sex. You lower your mouth and continue the stimulation that her fingers began. Her back begins to arch and you hear a soft cry escape her lips, although not loud enough to wake even her neighbor, the naughty Siobhan. The taste of her sex is incredible and allows you to detect her increased incidence of self induced orgasms recently and the fact that she is a virgin. For a moment you forget that her sexual fluids are not what you crave, but then the thirst reminds you. As you lap at her opening you lengthen your fangs and open a small wound just above her clitoris so that the warm blood runs down over it and mingles with her womanly juices. She again cries out softly. The stimulation of your tongue on her sensitive places quickly pushes Rachael to the point of climax and as her body begins to convulse and she lets out a series of soft cries her blood carries her pleasure directly to you. It is amazing, her climax explodes in your head like pleasurable fire and it takes all your willpower not to try to drive her to orgasm again. However you realize that you have taken enough blood from her, and that continuing would endanger both her life and your secrecy. You close the wound you have created and lick the last of the blood away. You then return to stare into her eyes.
“You will believe that all that has happened here is but a dream, a pleasant dream brought on by your friend’s story. Now sleep.”
Rachael’s eyes close and you stand and choose who will be next.
Siobhan? Another girl? Forget subtlety and drain or transform someone?
