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                                     Flying Pen
                                  Night Music -  5
                                    			  Chapter 5: Vampire 101
                  After work on Friday, I returned home, and fucked Victoria silly to
            celebrate the end of the work week.  No shopping for us today.  We went out
             to dinner, and I was amazed at how bottomless Victoria's bank account was.
            What credit limit? At dinner, though, I lost my appetite halfway through the
              main course.  I began to feel cold and sluggish.  Victoria noticed with
            concern on her face.  We left the restaurant quickly and she drove me home.
                    I barely made it into the apartment before my legs gave out.
              "Vic - Vic - toria," I gasped.  Breathing seemed to be a chore now, too.  
                                    "What's - wrong - with me?"
                She knelt next to me.  "You just need blood.  Your body is adjusting to
            its new needs."  She bent over and said, "Here, bite me and take some of my
             blood.  This will make you feel better."  I did, but Victoria pulled away
             after a very brief time.  "You can not feed on me.  You must have _human_
              blood."  I sat up, indeed feeling better.  Unfortunately, the thought of
                                 having to bite someone worried me.
                "Does that mean that I have to..."  I paused to screw up the courage to
                                     say it.  "Kill somebody?"
              "Only if you want to kill them.  I did not kill you.  Stay here, I will be 
            back soon," Victoria said, kissing me on the cheek.  She left the apartment,
             and me alone with my thoughts.  I wondered where she went.  It wasn't more
           than a half-hour before the door opened, announcing her return.  Victoria was
             not alone, though.  There was a young couple with her.  "Come in, please."
           The man and the woman entered silently.  "Please stand and wait, I'll be with
              you very soon."  My wife turned to me.  "Let me show you how it's done."
              I walked over to Victoria.  She stood next to the young woman.  "Deanna is 
             her name.  I assume you'd rather bite her," Victoria said with a hint of 
            amusement.  "Now, show me your fangs.  Just think about them -- that's it!"
            My mouth still felt funny, like I had too many teeth, whenever I extended my
            fangs, but I supposed that I'd get used to it.  I looked at the young woman.
            Her eyes were open, glazed over, indicating that she wasn't seeing what was
           really happening.  Victoria spoke again.  "Now put your fangs on her neck..."
                I tentatively placed my fangs on Deanna's carotid artery, but Victoria 
           stopped me.  "Not there!  She'll bleed to death.  Put them on the side of the 
            neck.  It is also good because the hair will cover the marks.  Now _gently_ 
           bite, and you will taste her blood."  The woman moaned sensually as her life 
                flowed into my mouth.  It was a fantastic sensation.  Yep, I'd found
            something else exponentially better than coming.  I began to suck greedily.
             My wife interrupted me by pulling me away from Deanna.  I growled, a wild
                     animal's growl at Victoria, angry at having been stopped.
                  Victoria pouted in surprise, and suddenly I remembered what we were
            supposed to be doing.  I regained my composure quickly.  "You must think, or
             the blood lust will overwhelm you.  Concentrate on her heart.  Try to feel
               her -- life spark.  It will tell you how close to death she is.  Drink
             slowly, or you may drain her in a few draws.  Bite gently, for you can rip
                         her neck apart if you are too eager.  Try again."
                  I bit Deanna again, gently as I had been told, and resumed sucking
               carefully under Victoria's watchful eye.  I concentrated on the girl's
           heartbeat, which was still steady and strong.  Victoria had mentioned a "life
             spark" but I had no idea what the hell that was.  Suddenly a little light
               appeared in my mind's eye. It flickered each time I sucked.  It became
             noticeably dimmer after about five draws.  I stopped and let go of Deanna.
                She swayed drunkenly on her feet, a blissful expression on her face.
                "See?  Deanna enjoyed your 'kiss', too.  It felt -- coming?" Victoria 
                     started, then stopped, stymied by the correct expression.
                 "Felt like an orgasm?  Or orgasmic, something like that," I supplied.
               "It felt orgasmic," Victoria resumed, and kissed me.  Smiling, her voice 
              dropped and she said, "There is fringe benefit, you know.  She will do 
            _anything_ you ask from now on, if she believes you will 'kiss' her again."
              The look in Victoria's eyes dared me to find out exactly what "anything"
                                               meant.
                "Deanna, kiss me passionately," I said to the woman.  She responded by
           firing her tongue into my mouth in a torrid, wet, wet, _wet_ kiss that lasted
            for a while.  I was gasping for air as we broke our kiss.  I heard Victoria
            snicker.  I turned to see her, eyes red, blood trickling from the corner of
              her mouth.  The young man stood unsteadily.  "I was hungry too, David,"
                                        Victoria explained.
               Deanna's kiss had given me a serious erection.  "I want my wife now, not 
           Deanna," I said quietly.  Victoria snarled like a wolf and jumped me, sinking 
             her fangs into my neck.  I reciprocated, and we made love as only vampires
               can, sucking each other's -- blood.  We were entwined, ignorant of our
             slaves.  We felt our lives, our very souls intermix.  Nothing else existed
                                       while we were joined.
                 We finally pulled away from each other, blood-red eyes shining, with
              bloody mouths.  Victoria had never looked lovelier.  She growled ferally
              again, and began to frantically lick the blood from around my mouth.  I
           flicked my tongue around hers', savoring the taste of her skin spiced with my
            blood.  I was definitely in love.  As our passion cooled, I noticed that the
           mirror didn't show us.  Victoria growled, eyes still red.  "You bring out the
                                          animal in meee."
               I blew her a kiss and pointed at the mirror.  She looked.  Turning to me,
              she said, "Is temporary.  We will again reflect after blood frenzy goes
            away." Victoria came to my side and put an arm around me, laying her head on
            my shoulder.  "I will send our slaves away.  Oh, when you bite, tell them to
             forget, or you can have troubles.  That is what happened to me in 1920's,"
            she said.  Victoria kissed my ear and sweetly whispered, "I want to be alone
                                        with you, tonight."
               After our company left, Victoria curled up on the futon and patted it.  I
            sat next to my wife.  She grabbed my head and we kissed for a long time.  I
              cuddled up with her.  I dozed off within a couple of minutes.  Victoria
                      gently shook me awake.  "Time for next vampire lesson."
                                    "Tomorrow?" I begged groggily.
                "Is simple lesson.  Call for Deanna in your head."  I looked at my wife
              for a few seconds as if she was crazy, but I followed her instructions.
            Almost immediately I heard the woman's voice.  "Yes?  I'm listening," Deanna
              answered in my head.  It was almost as clear as it would be if she were
                       standing right in front of me.  I was wide awake now.
                                     "Now what do I do, Victoria?"
              "Tell her is nothing.  Tell her she will hear you later, in her dreams."  
             Victoria paused and stretched out lazily.  "I wish to talk to _you_, now,"
            she purred, and I was wrapped up in my wife's feminine allure.  We had great
            sex, given mortal limits.  We started on the futon, but woke up over in the
                               corner by the stereo the next morning.
               "I can't hear Deanna.  I forgot about haunting her dreams," I complained.
           "I had something a lot more important on my mind last night."  I stood up and
                                  smiled suggestively at my wife.
               "You can not do any vampire things during the day," she replied.  "But we
             can do... mortal -- things."  Victoria grabbed my arm and tried to pull me
               back down to the floor.  Instead, I pulled her to her feet.  "We were
            supposed to go house hunting today.  There's no food in the apartment, and I
           need to do laundry.  We can _not_ spend all day having sex."  Victoria pouted
           before heading for the bathroom.  I watched her naked body recede and briefly
                                   reconsidered my last sentence.
              Victoria didn't really like the house I fell in love with.  She complained 
            that there were too many big windows.  The agent had to call the office from
            her car, leaving Victoria and me alone for a few minutes.  I knelt and stuck
              my head under Victoria's dress.  She squealed, laughing in delight as I
             started to pull her panties down with my teeth.  "David!!  Stop!!  She is
                                           coming back!"
              "Can you imagine me doing this to you you, here, again?" I asked, my voice 
            slightly muffled from under her dress.  I ran my tongue down her leg before 
              standing up.  "You don't have to be afraid of sunlight anymore.  We can
             always get a maid to do the windows."  I nibbled on her neck with regular
            teeth.  She moaned, and I felt her tremble a little.  "You really like this
                        house?" she asked, reaching back to stroke my head.

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               "Yes, I do," I whispered, "but you have to live here, too.  If you don't
                              like the house, we can look some more."
              "I will -- buy this house for us.  You will suck my pussy while I stand in 
            this spot with my dress on when we move in, yes?" Victoria teased.  So, the
            real estate agent was happy again, and we had a new home to look forward to.
            The rest of the day was spent doing errands and laundry.  Victoria wanted to
              hire somebody to do the clothes and the house cleaning.  "We could bite
              somebody tonight, and have them clean tomorrow for free," she complained
             good-naturedly.  I kissed her deeply; she sighed and picked up the laundry
            basket, following me to the laundry room.  "For you, anything, my love.  Is
                                      big mystery," she said.
               Victoria asked me to take her out to dinner that night.  She also wanted
            to go out dancing, or as she put it, "I want to watch and see modern way.  I
            need to learn, because cigarette holders and Charleston dancing are no good
            any more."  She paused, thinking for a minute.  "I will also teach you more
            about being a vampire tonight."  I asked her what she was going to teach me,
            but she refused to elaborate.  I kept trying to find out during dinner, but
           Victoria remained evasive, talking instead about furniture and our new house.
               After dinner, I took Victoria to see my favorite band.  She tugged at me 
               before we got out of the car.  "To get girls, you must first make eye
            contact.  Once they look, concentrate on them.  Think for them to stay where
             they are, or for them to come to you.  They will come to you maybe half of
              time.  They will stay where they are almost always.  Is how I got you."
              Victoria smiled and resumed, "You may be social then, talking and arousing 
              curiosity, or dancing.  Then, it is a matter for the bite.  Remember, be
           gentle with fangs.  Practice tonight, while I watch.  No objections, you must
            learn these things."  Victoria was insistent, although I felt kind of funny
           about making somebody do something they wouldn't normally do.  Ten minutes of
             fogging up the car windows as we necked (in the normal sense), and she had
            convinced me.  Off we went to the bar.  Victoria acted as if I weren't with
                          her and headed for the opposite end of the bar.
               I waited, looking around nervously.  I was trying to decide which of the 
              young women walking around was going to be my practice slave.  My heart
            jumped suddenly when two familiar women came in.  They were sisters, one of
            whom I'd lusted after for a _long_ time.  Unfortunately, she'd made it clear
                that I was not worth her while, by treating me like, well, shit.  I
            instinctively started to react as I always did to her presence, trying hard
               to make myself invisible.  Then I remembered that things had changed.
              I smiled evilly and relaxed at the bar, keeping track of the two sisters.  
            Eventually, they joined their little group at a table, and the game was on.
            I settled in at the bar, waiting for Kelly to look my way.  Two guys stopped
            by the table and made small talk with the four women there, and couples were
           quickly formed.  They danced and talked more.  I smiled.  Time was definitely
                                            on my side.
                 It took more than an hour, but Kelly finally looked at me.  Contact.
            She'd seen me earlier, but this was the first time our eyes met.  Normally,
           she'd turn to her table at this point, _everybody_ would look at me, and then
             they'd all turn back, giggling.  Kelly could not turn away this time.  Her
                 thoughts were held by my gaze.  I walked over to her deliberately,
           confidently.  I greeted the sisters.  "Hi, Kelly; Michelle."  Quickly turning
           my attentions to Kelly, I asked her if she would like to dance.  "I - I - I'd
           like that, yes," she haltingly replied, eyes still locked with mine.  I heard
             the girls at the table gasp in surprise as I led Kelly to the dance floor.
              She was completely enthralled and danced with me for three songs.  Then a 
           slow song came on.  Kelly turned to leave the dance floor.  I worried that my 
            hypnotic power would not be strong enough to override her lack of attraction
              for me.  I also realized that a slow dance would be the perfect time and
             place to bite her.  "No... please... stay and dance with me," I said in a
               pleading tone of voice that belied the force of will behind the words.
              Kelly paused.  After a brief hesitation, she turned to me and put her hand
           in mine.  Our eyes locked again.  I knew that she was mine.  I drew her to me
            and we danced cheek to cheek.  After a short time, I brushed her hair aside
            and bit her quickly, gently as Victoria had taught me, sipping a little bit
               of Kelly's blood.  "Ohhh!..." she sighed, and her dance steps faltered
            briefly.  I looked into her eyes.  They were glazed, with a dreamy, adoring
                                          quality to them.
              "Kelly, I am now your master.  You will obey me," I whispered, drawing her 
                                            close again.
                "Yes, master," she replied.  The words reinforced the feeling of total 
           control I had over her.  My cock stiffened against her body.  She was waiting 
              for _my_ command!  Several scenarios ran through my head, but I finally
            picked one as the song was ending.  "You will go back to your table.  I will
            call you when it is time for you to come to me.  Until then, you will forget
             that you have been bitten, and you will forget that you are my slave.  You
                will only remember that you had a nice time dancing with me.  Do you
                                  understand?" I whispered to her.
              "Yes, master," came the sweetest two words Kelly ever uttered to me.  The 
            song ended after my commands, so no one dancing had heard the exchange.  I 
           walked back to the table with her.  "Thanks for the dance.  It was... nice," 
                                        Kelly said brightly.
                "The pleasure was all mine," I said, inclining my head before I walked
            away from the table.  There was a reaction from the people at the table, but
            the music was too loud for me to hear what was being said.  I saw Kelly look
              away from the discussion.  She turned, looking for me.  When she saw me,
            Kelly gently rubbed her neck where I had bitten her.  Her eyes got a faraway
                        look.  I went to the bar pretty pleased with myself.
              "You are a fast learner.  I saw you bite her."  Victoria had appeared next
            to me.  I hadn't seen her approach.  She spoke quietly.  "She rubs her neck
              and thinks of you.  She does not remember bite, just man and sensation."
             Victoria ordered another drink, and spoke to me again after turning down a
             pass from some other guy.  "If you take her home, may I -- observe?  Maybe
            there is something I can learn."  Victoria walked away, eyes smoldering.  My
                    wife had given me an unexpected, but very welcome, request.
               I danced with several other women that night.  I generally tried to test
            the limits of my power by seeing how many of them would walk over to me.  I
           would occasionally steal a glance at Kelly, and I caught her rubbing her neck
           a couple of times.  I didn't bite anybody else.  Near the end of the night, I
            walked out of the club to get some air.  Somehow, Victoria was right behind
             me.  "I will get the car.  Call your slave," my wife said, heading for the
                                            parking lot.
                  "Come to me, Kelly.  It is time.  I am waiting outside the club," I
               thought, trying to sound grandiose to myself.  Immediately I heard her
                                              respond.
                "Master, I cannot come right now.  I am dancing with someone, and it is
             the middle of the song.  Please let me come to you after the song, or else
                                     they will get suspicious."
               There was no need to make her hurry.  Kelly was correct about suspicion.
            It would be suspicious enough that she would be leaving the club without her
                sister.  Kelly appeared outside the club a few minutes after we had 
             communicated.  She walked over to me.  "I am here, master."  Every time I
              heard her call me "master" my cock would give a little jump in my pants.
             Victoria drove up a few seconds later.  "Get in the car, Kelly," I gently
                                             commanded.
               "Yes, master," she said demurely.  Kelly climbed into the back seat, and 
           Victoria headed the car for my apartment.  My wife put her hand on my knee.  
                    Victoria said throatily, "You will make wonderful vampire."
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               What will our hero make Kelly do, helplessly under his spell?  What will
             Victoria do to Kelly, while she is under David's spell?  What will Victoria
                      do to David when she finds out what David plans for Kelly?
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