The juices in my clitty started stirring making me incredibly horny for this big hard stud. I couldn't wait to put my lips around his manmeat and suck...it for him good. I don't know why big cocks always turn me on the most, but they do. And this one was no different. Watching him slowly stroke it for me was making me so horny there was no turning back. I put my lips up to the gloryhole and licked them for him. "I want to suck that big cock, you handsome stud," I said. "I know you really want it,. " She smiles. "What's a Darkstalker exactly?" I prod her for answers, My fear of her rapidly decreasing. "Darkstalkers are evil, They thirst for blood. We call them Darkstalkers because they never appear during daylight." She explains. "Wait, So a vampire?" I ask. "I don't know what that is, But you may call them what you wish Anthony." I love the way her voice is, The way her tongue pronounces every syllable of Anthony. Suddenly I feel a sharp burning on the back of my hand, I turn around. Witches, the word tore through her frantic brain. She was standing, as a captive, in a coven’s den. The very thought caused her stomach to churn. While many human fairytales warned children of the Fae, the stories told to her as a child called for more than caution. “Bring her forward,” a new voice demanded from the shadows. Three other figures stepped into the light, all covered in the same black garments.Amaryllis was abruptly shoved forward. She stumbled, her frail legs still not steady. She had a very pretty face, which was immaculately made up.They both wore black leather trousers with high heeled boots adorned withbuckles and thick, black vest tops. Both women had ample bosoms containedin them.Despite my protests, I was shackled and gagged and at their mercy for now.I was completely torn because part of me wanted this more than ever! Beingdominated by kinky women and dressing me up were some long runningfantasies of mine -not that I ever told anyone. But the perhaps more.