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Subject: Vampyre - Part 8 The following story is fictional and does not depict any real people or Events. This story is STRICTLY fantasy. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. We don't want this website to ever stop. Think for a minute if you can afford it and help sustain Nifty with your donations. fty/donate.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If you are of a nervous disposition this may not be the story for you... It is easy to dismiss myths, legends and the creatures of your darkest dreams; it is what I reply on, otherwise you would take precautions against me, but your fear of being mocked, made to seem paranoid, is what lets me thrive. Young men are the worst, yet their very bodies, allow me to drink the two substances I need to exist, pleasure comes in many layers, I don't live in the shadows, I don't need to; to you I don't exist. ------------------------- With several more items discussed we broke for lunch, I got one of the guys to follow me to my suite, Zeke was sitting at the window, staring out at the rain, he turned as I walked in, his face searching mine for any sign, I nodded and smiled, he ran across, I bent down to give him a hug, he threw his arms round me, burying his tear filled eyes into my neck. `Hey, hey come on, it's all sorted and I have brought lunch' Vampyre - Part Eight The High Council meeting broke up with much `Champagne' drank and lots of soldiers waking up back at their barracks, tired, drained and with unusual marks under their bellends; luckily the camp doctor was one of us. Oh and some serious decisions made; the biggest probably by me. I must have been drunk, what was I thinking, Zeke, sat looking across at me, Zoltan and Boyra, sitting in the foot wells beside us, Pyotr powered the car back to Meaburn Manor, where the next stage would all start. The death of my predecessor on the High Council, had caused a lot of panic amongst the Old Ones, each of us was to be given a security detail of twelve body guards; three always on duty, one always with me and two in a backup vehicle if we were on the road or the three of them ground security if at home, all of this sounded a bit restrictive to me, but I had no choice other than to accept the majority view. It was going to take some time to `recruit' over two hundred and fifty trained body guards, it had been decided that, all of us should be involved in the process, we would all have twenty guys assigned to us and, based on ability alone, of course, we would get them down to the twelve, they would become our teams. I had already spoken to Pyotr, he was going to convert four of the bigger bedrooms into five man bunk rooms, the guys would be arriving next week; Montfort was sorting out the postings. `Are you okay Jonathon? Zeke's voice brought me back to the present, `Yeah fine, just thinking about all that has to be done, I am really going to be relying on you too Zeke, so please, please don't let me down, If I appear not to be listening and you want to tell me something, MAKE ME LISTEN, okay? Zeke nodded, putting on his headphones, that suited me I wasn't very chatty anyway. The House had a chill about it, Pyotr got busy, making sure the wood pellet heating system was back online and lighting the main fires, I decide to go for a run with Zoltan and Boyra, I set of running and within twenty feet I was indistinguishable from them, apart from a small gold hoop earring in the bottom of my left ear and a gold hoop through my right eyebrow, we took off across the yard and over a wooden gate into one of the many fields surrounding the house, I needed time to think, to clear my head of the excesses of the last few days, not surprisingly I found myself on the hill overlooking Crake Mill Farm, I stopped and sniffed the air, no trace of him, I thought about going closer, but why torture myself. I headed back to the Manor, at least I could busy and distract myself there. Zeke was in the kitchen with Pyotr `Jonathon, I am sorry but I am getting hungry' Zeke looked at me `You growing lads, always wanting to eat' I made a joke of it, but knew, I would have to sort something out, or risk another bloodbath if he lost control. Zeke didn't know but this was something I had spoken to Pyotr about before leaving `Down Lands' and luckily my plan had been accepted by Montfort. `Lunch should be arriving soon' I winked at Zeke, the words had barely left my mouth, when I heard the Military Land rover pull up by the kitchen door, even Uber Eats couldn't beat that for service. I opened the door and invited in the thick set good looking squaddie from the other night at Down Lands. Zeke grinned at me, his eyes undressing the guy. `Now, he is here for the week, you get to feed once a day, no more and I don't want him drained, Do you understand me? Zeke nodded again `I promise' `I will be supervising you, until I know I can trust you, BUT you have to earn my trust.' I looked at the squaddie again, he was shorter than I remembered maybe only 5'9, his cropped light brown hair, giving him a rugged look, he was fit too, his short shirt sleeves straining to contain his biceps and those army trousers, oh those army trousers, perfectly gripping his bum and showing a healthy bulge in the front; it must have been a gay guy who designed those trousers. Pyotr would be looking after him, keeping him well fed and hydrated; after all I may fancy a bite to eat myself. The squaddies name was Ian, not the brightest guy, but who wants lunch with an opinion on everything. Pyotr led Ian off to his room, while he was staying and provided he had the energy, Ian was going to be extra security too. `Zeke, can you hold out till 5 ish? `yeap' he was grinning widely `thank you Jonathon' he gave me a hug, maybe this would work, I ruffled his hair and gave him a cuddle back. The rest of the day I helped set up the Bunk rooms, all ended up being near my room and far away from Zeke's, you would think I had planned it that way. I had forgotten the time, but Zeke sought me out and stood looking at me. Doh, it dawned on me, come on then, we went along to Ian's room, this was right next door to mine, you couldn't make it up, lol. I opened the door and we went inside, Ian had to be under my control the whole time, not something I really was happy with but unavoidable given niğde escort the circumstances. Zeke and I sat on his bed as I got him to strip out of his uniform, he stripped down to a white Jock strap, I got him to turn showing us his lovely arse two beautiful buns, framed by the white straps, the front of his jock, strained to contain his meat. I got him to lay back on the bed and begin paying with himself; I hoped Zeke would be able to just sit and watch, we sat enjoying the show, I could sense Zeke's increasing tension as he watched, he wanted that meat, Ian's jock was soon off and he lay stroking, pumping life into his thicken cock, soon he had his perfectly proportioned cut seven inches, leaking precum, his wanking fist beating it into a creamy foam over his bellend, he stopped and sat back gripping the base of his shaft. I nodded to Zeke and he scrambled across the bed, `Now take your time, take in his aroma, lift his balls, release his pheromones, you do not have to go straight for the cock each time' I whispered in to Zeke's ear as I lay alongside him rubbing his back. Zeke crawled close and sniffed Ian's ball sack, then his tongue tasted it, his face seemed to signal he was enjoying it, he licked each of Ian's balls in turn and then took over holding the shaft, he grinned at me as he licked up to Ian's dripping foamy bellend, Zeke's eyes flashed bronze as he tasted Ian's precum, `Easy, take it slow, he is not going anywhere' I kissed the side of Zeke's head Zeke was lying on his stomach staring up at the thick cut seven inches in front of him, he grinned at me again, he took the bellend into his mouth, as I got Ian to start wanking his shaft again. I could hear Zeke's moans of pleasure as Ian's cock produced new drops of precum, which where hungrily licked up by his young tongue, I eased my hand under Ian's balls and began fingering his taint and his hole, he was sensitive bunny, I felt him tense up and his cock throb as he gave up his load into Zeke's mouth, Zeke's eyes flashed blood red `Slowly, calm down, just enjoy' his eyes returned to bronze, his moans of pleasure audible as he cleaned Ian's cock of any trace of cum, Zeke grinned at me licking his lips as he turned the shaft exposing the puncture wounds. I nodded as he slipped his fangs into the shaft, the arteries in his neck throbbing as he began to feed on Ian's blood, I watched to see if he would stop on his own or whether I would have to intervene; One of the things about feeding, is you get lost in the euphoria the blood is giving to you, your senses are overwhelmed, it is so easy, to drain a guy completely; far more difficult to stop yourself. I was about to step in when Zeke's fangs withdrew, his tongue flicked from his mouth licking up the two spots of blood on Ian's shaft, Zeke smiled at me, I leant in and kissed him. `Hey well done you, hopefully you can keep that up, we can feed again the same time tomorrow, okay? Zeke nodded, we left Ian, sleeping on the bed. `Zeke, do you fancy having a fly about this evening? Doesn't that sound daft to those of you who can't fly. `Sure' `Come on then, it's getting dusk now' we went out into the yard and within a few feet we were soaring into the darkening sky. We flew to the neighbouring village, the Butchers Arm's pub obviously had an event on, we went down to have a closer look, several folk were sitting outside in the beer garden, next to a roaring brazier, we landed in a large tree. `Hey that's the window cleaner' Zeke indicated to a guy sitting with his arm around a young lady, he was right, `I wondered if she has seen the puncture wounds on his shaft. Seeing Tom sitting there reminded me I hadn't eaten, he had a lovely cock, I dithered over transforming and popping down to see him, err yes, it had to be done. We flew behind a nearby barn and resumed out human shape, Tom looked a bit surprised at seeing us `Oh hello, err Mr, err Jonathon, this is my wife Angie' he said standing to shake my hand `Hi Zeke' he added `Hi Tom. Pleased to meet you Angie' now I had to get rid of her, good old telepathy, `Tom, I have a terrible headache, I am going to head home, you stay here with Jonathon and catch up, I will see you later' Angie stood up, kissed Tom's cheek and left, Tom looked a bit panicked. `I had probably better go with her' Tom stood, `No, I think you should stay', I think I said that out loud, or did I? `No I will stay' he replied sitting down again, `my new pickup is outside, would you like to see it Zeke? `Zeke' nodded, having picked up every word I had thought and said. We got into the vehicle `Let's go somewhere we can watch the stars' Tom said, and off we drove. He pulled into a field entrance and we all got out, Tom reached for a ground sheet which he brought with him, we walked into the field, following the field line until we were well away from the road and Tom laid out the ground sheet, Zeke and I watched as he slowly stripped off his clothes, then he lay on the ground sheet. `Your turn to watch' I said to Zeke as I stripped and joined Tom on the ground, he had been working hard, his scent engulfed him, enclosing him in haze, I entered it, feeling my senses come to life, my skin tingling as I licked his groin and pits. His thick cock lay across his thigh, I picked it up and took his bellend into my mouth feeling him swell, the blood flowing through his cock veins tickling my lips as he throbbed to hardness, he had a lovely big bellend, I thought briefly about fucking him again, but his arse had taken a real pounding the night Montfort and I had shared him. With Zeke watching too, I thought I had best just get him to cum and then I could feed, I know you shouldn't play with your food but I couldn't resist it, I kept waving it at Zeke, all eight inches of it, licking up precum as it appeared, Zeke's eyes glowing bronze in the dark. `Stop teasing me' Zeke mouthed at me, I chuckled to myself. Tom lay, moaning his hips thrusting into my mouth in time with my tight grip wanking his cock, he let out a few gasps and I tasted his cum spewing out of his slit, hitting the room of my mouth dripping back on to my tongue, coating it, in his fresh juice, well at least Angie wouldn't be getting this load. I swallowed him down, feeling my soul refreshed, life refreshed from life. I looked at Zeke, my eyes glowed red as I sank my fangs into the throbbing shaft, I felt the shock, the buzz as his blood nişantaşı escort flowed into me, how hard it was for me to control myself, let alone Zeke. I quenched my thirst and desire, I pulled aside and lifted his fat cock, offering it to Zeke, he joined me and slid his fangs into the holes mine had just vacated, I saw his body jerk as the blood hit him, Tom had amazing blood, not all humans are created equal. Zeke drank for a few moments and withdrew his fangs, he smiled up at me `Thank you, Jonathon' We stayed with Tom, and got him back on his feet and home, before we returned to Meaburn Manor, in the yard, was a military bus and a staff car, we transformed back and went inside. De Ville's German driver was sitting in the kitchen with Pyotr `De Ville is in the main room with twenty soldiers, he wants you to go straight through' Pyotr said `Zeke can you stay here' He looked a bit miffed, but did as I asked. I rushed through and met Deville `Ah Jonathon, we need to speak first' I nodded, as he ushered me into the next room `another Old One has been killed, things are going into melt down, somewhat; plus at least two more of us have turned up dead, I will be staying here for a few days, I hope that's okay' `Of course Deville as long as you need to' I was in shock, what was happening. `We will have to call another High Council Meeting, although no date has been set, we must all be vigilant' De Ville added `Who was it they killed and how? I sat looking at De Ville, he looked genuinely tired and worried. `Hesse, the German Prince', I nodded, I had met him, De Ville went on `the same way the last two were, his throat was ripped out, he didn't stand a chance, the strange thing is that whoever it is, none of them where on their guard, they obviously didn't suspect anything. Montfort's idea is to concentrate us, he will be coming here with three more Old Ones tomorrow, we are all being put into places no one should know about, those twenty soldiers are all highly trained special forces, they will be securing this place, while we work out what to do'. `No problem, I will get Pyotr on to getting rooms ready' shit, what had happened to turn everything on its head so quickly? The soldiers, were all assigned to their rooms and the first guards posted, Ian and Gunther; De Ville's driver, would also now be staying here for the foreseeable future. I got them to move the two military vehicles into the barn out of sight, each Old One came with a batman too, so from just three of us rattling around the Manor, we went immediately to two Old Ones, Gunther Pyotr and Zeke, plus 20 soldiers, tomorrow we would swell by three more Old Ones, plus Connor; Montfort's driver, plus a minimum of two others. I went to see Zeke, explaining what was happening, I was forgetting he had the mind of a child, he looked terrified; maybe I had told him too much, I mustn't forget him and must protect him. I was sure other voices would be urging me to rid us of one problem easily and quickly; that wasn't happening. I helped Pyotr late into the night getting the remaining rooms ready, ordering sufficient food in for the soldiers and non Vampyre's. Zeke had to move into my room, when I finally joined him in bed, he snuggled up real close, he was sobbing. `Please don't let anyone get you' his tears falling on my chest. `We will be fine I promise, nothing will happen to us' I pulled him closer, `you must tell me if at any time you think something isn't right though, promise? I said kissing his head again, I felt him nodding, poor thing was exhausted. I lay looking at the ceiling most of the night, there must be more to all of this, whatever it was, we needed to find out and sort it. Poor Zeke had a disturbed sleep, a couple of time he leapt up and I had to comfort him and get him settled down again. Montfort's motorcade arrived about nine am, his Jaguar, plus two back up vehicles and another mini bus containing six more soldiers, slightly more than I was expecting, this raised us by another eighteen. Montfort hugged me at the door, I invited the three Old Ones with him in to my home, otherwise they would have been unable to enter; a true Vampyre fact, Vampyre's need to be invited in to a building or they cannot enter. While Pyotr showed the Old Ones to their rooms and got them settled, Montfort took me aside. `Jonathon, I am sure De Ville has explained everything to you, but there have been a couple of developments, the head of the Neck Feeders High Council `NFHC' has contacted me and assures me that what is happening is not of their doing, in fact several members of their High Council have also been killed, he believes that it is a renegade group of Neck Feeders, `NF' aimed at removing the established order, than wiping out one group of us or the other. Until we can work out who is leading this faction and where they are based, all we can do is be vigilant' My heart sank at this additional news, so it could be anyone, anywhere, everyone was now a suspect, I felt a huge burden descend on me, while I had these distinguished guests under my roof, I felt responsible for them. Montfort and I had several meetings with the Officer in charge of our security, we couldn't have soldiers in uniform, running about the place, that would be noticed very quickly, we got them all changed in to a private security firms clothes, consisting of a beige shirt, dark brown jacket and beige trousers and brown boots, they all looked very smart, but once again, who had designed the trousers, their cut, was tight, showing off fit buns and cock shafts, even bellends, no matter which way the guy dressed; very distracting, but excellent for cock spotting. I suppose you would call it a command centre was set up in a room next to the kitchen, where one of the guys monitored the CCTV system and fence alarms which had been put in place, all very exciting and worrying at the same time, this room was additionally linked by phone to the main gate which was now kept shut with two guards permanently at it. The main thing occupying me now was how to feed the Old Ones. I couldn't let them feed on the security staff, we needed to sort something out, I arranged to meet up with Montfort again to see if he had any ideas, we probably needed another ten guys, just to keep everyone fed in cum and blood, that way we could set up a feeding rota, so no one was ankara olgun escort drained and killed, it looked like it would have to be more soldiers, but we all worried that it wouldn't go unnoticed that busloads of soldiers were being sent here. While we were discussing options, the gate house phone, burst in to a shrill ringing, I heard it answered `Police Officers? How many of them? A marked van with at least twelve?' the soldier put the phone down, `Sir' he started `Yes we heard', what could they want; I wondered I stood with Montfort and De Ville by the door, watching as the vehicle pulled up at the back kitchen door, two officers got out and came to the door. `Hello Officers, can I help? What's the problem? I asked as they approached the door `Good morning, I am Inspector Rodgers, Can we come in and speak? He asked extending his hand De Ville stepped forward, past me `Of course you...' `Jonathon, NO, NO, Don't let him invite them in' Zeke screamed at me, I spun round to see Zeke running towards me Zoltan and Boyra by his side, I spun back round towards the door straight back at the two Officers, they had stopped at the door, unable to enter. `Well you heard, the answer is No you can't come in' I barked at them The one in charge glared at me, his eyes flickered red as he hissed at Zeke, shit, I dived away from the door shoving De Ville to the floor, mid-flight grabbing Zeke and pulling him to the ground, as Zoltan and Boyra leapt at the officers necks, both were taken down by the force of the dogs hitting them in their throats, our security detail realising what was happening opened fire on the van, the fire fight lasted no more than a few minutes, followed by a silence only punctured by a the odd moan and groan. Montfort, De Ville, Zeke and myself, our eyes all blood red, fangs bared, our senses tingling, made our way outside, Zoltan was standing, bloody flesh hanging from his mouth, over the Police Inspector, who lay, his throat completely ripped out, Boyra still had his jaws clamped on the other ones throat, he was still alive, his eyes black pools. We left Boyra in position until we had checked the rest in the van, all were all dead bar two, but they were badly injured, we need some alive to find out what was going on. We sorted out putting the survivors into an outhouse with several guards, including Boyra, my dogs had performed every bit as well as they had been trained, but the real hero was Zeke, with the immediate situation now under control, I pulled him close and gave him a great big hug. `Zeke how did you know? I sensed nothing, none of us did' well now at least we knew how they had managed to get to the other Old Ones. `I just didn't trust them, Zoltan and Boyra seemed unsettled too, then when I heard him ask to come in, I just knew' he cuddled me close `Well thank god you did, or we could have been easily overwhelmed' Montfort and De Ville nodded `Well done lad, Jonathon, I am going to contact the `NFHC' I think they will be interested in what's happened here' Montfort looked both worried and relieved. `And well done lad' he repeated patting Zeke on the back. A short time later Montfort came back, a delegation of NF was on way, they arrived late afternoon and once happy they were who they said, we let them have access to the three survivors, the screams from the outhouse, were horrific, when the one in charge, finally came out, he asked to speak to Montfort, I watched as they chatted, Montfort looked back at the Manor, shaking his head, they then shook hands, the leader of the NF gave a command and the three prisoners were brought out into the court yard, all three were made to kneel down and as we watched another command was given and each of them was run through with a wooden stake, they, briefly cried out, before exploding in a cloud of grey dust, which blew away on the wind. The delegation of NF got into their vehicles and drove off into the fading light. Montfort his face troubled joined me, `We have one more thing to attend too, it appears we have had a traitor in our midst' I followed him into the Manor, Christ what more. `Pyotr, can you ask De Ville to join, Jonathon and I in the main sitting room please' I stared at Montfort, I couldn't believe what he had just said, De Ville came into the room, closing the door behind him, he looked at us both `So now you know' he said, I looked to Montfort, `Know what? I asked incredulously `De Ville here has been involved from the very beginning, in league with those neck feeders who wanted to change the old order, I should have realised, only he was aware of where High Council members lived, only he had access to everything, his mock dislike of you and then allowing you to become an Old One, he knew where I would come and bring most of the Council for refuge and then this morning, he was the one who so nearly invited those Police Officers into our midst, thank god for Zeke' Montfort turned to De Ville `Anything I have missed? `Nothing, I can think of' De Ville smirked `so now what? I was watching all this happening, unable to believe what I was hearing, I could see De Ville's words and his attitude had really hurt Montfort, I saw Montfort's eyes turn blood red as he flew across the room, the wooden stake in his hand, buried deep into De Ville's chest, in the blink of an eye, the smirk dropped from De Ville's face, turning to a blood curdling scream, as he exploded into a cloud of grey dust, the door burst open as Pyotr, Ian, Gunther, Zeke, Zoltan and Boyra rushed into the room, a pile of grey dust all that remained of the Old One De Ville. `Gunther, your new master is Jonathon' Gunther nodded as Montfort turned and left the room; looked like I had come out best from this mess. I gave Zeke, De Ville's room and sent him off to bed with Ian, `Go steady, I want him alive in the morning' I said kissing Zeke once more `Aren't you joining us? Zeke asked, I smiled and gestured towards Gunther `I thought I would get better acquainted with him' Zeke laughed and blew me a kiss as he led away his night cap. ***************** Please send e-mails letting me know if you are enjoying the stories and any storyline suggestions; I cannot guarantee to use them all though. I'll keep posting this and maybe new stories if I feel you guys are enjoying them. There's nothing more rewarding than knowing that my stories are making other guys cum. Your e-mails inspire me to write more and better stories. So please do send me an e-mail if you want me to keep writing. Other stories by this writer: `Exploring my brother' `Joshs Adventures series' `An Army life for me' `Grandmas Bedroom' `Dominic Online' `The Extraordinary Christmas Party'