1. Bloodsport Fairytale ch. 2


    Date: 6/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Death, Older, Teen, Monster, Murder, Stockholm Syndrome, Group Sex, Teen, Author: nightwolvesalpha, Source: sexstories.com

    once again I would like to thank you all for taking the time to read my story. I'm trying my best to make it enjoyable for everyone so please take the time to rate it when you are done and of course comments and constructive criticism are both welcome and encouraged. this series will also be heavily influenced by suggestions from the readers so if you have something you want to see in future posts then don't hesitate to mention it. thanks again and have a great day. ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************** It is my firm belief that there is no form of torture in this world that can even compare to the feeling of an empty stomach. I had been running almost non-stop for the last three days, only halting my progress to take shelter during the day, in an attempt to put as much distance between myself and my pursuer as possible before Courtney’s scent could recover from the recent onset of anemia, and in these last three days I hadn’t had the time for a single decent meal. Of course for all my grumbling we had at least been making good time. After Courtney and I left that shitty, pay-by-the-hour motel in Sacramento we started running east, making it to Cheyenne the next night where we broke south and headed for Colorado. Once we got to Denver we started going east again, and had just crossed the state line into Kansas no more than an hour ... ago. Well, I say we were running but in truth I was the one doing the actual work. After all, Courtney was just a human and couldn’t possibly hope to match my pace, so I had no choice but to scoop her up in my arms and carry her the whole way. Now before you scoff at the notion of me carrying someone while sprinting across three states, please remember that I am a vampire, and as such I am technically dead and have no heart-beat. You may find it interesting to note that one of the benefits of being dead is that I can no longer get tired from physical exertion. I gritted my teeth in frustration as I noticed that I was barely outpacing the cars that were driving on the interstate a few hundred yards off to my left, and one asshole in a black Camaro was even about to pass me. Physical exertion may not be enough to tire me, but apparently starving sure as hell can. I decided that after a good day’s sleep I would eat at least one person before we set out again the next night, and, content that a good meal was just around the corner, put my head down and just focused on keeping my legs moving for the next several hours. Courtney and I finally reached the outskirts of Topeka, Kansas at around five-thirty in the morning and came to a halt in front of the first motel we saw. I set Courtney down in the parking lot as we got a good look at the place. The parking lot we stood in was in a state of total disrepair. The asphalt was cracked everywhere we looked and the place was virtually ...
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