1. Katarina: So vampires are real!


    Date: 1/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Monster, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 100, Source: sexstories.com

    and only the youngest and weakest vampires would even consider retreating from it. But the little piece of jewelry did its job, buying Katarina enough time to draw her sword. As the vampire recovered and came at her again, she had just enough time for the simplest and swiftest of attacks - a stab to his chest. Unfortunately for her, the vampire simply impaled himself deeper on her blade, his fangs coming out again, moving ever closer to her throat. Cursing, Katarina withdrew the sword with a squishing sound. As the wound in his chest swiftly healed and closed, she kicked him in the head with her big black boot, knocking him to the ground. A swift kip-up and she was back on her feet. She raised her right leg. Too late, the vampire realized that the girl's sharp high heels were made of wood. She stomped down hard on his chest, the lethal heel staking his heart and turning him to dust. Katarina put her sixth sense into action again. No more vampires were near. As she collected the wooden crossbow bolts she had fired and put them back in her quiver, she felt her heart rate slowly return to normal. She approached the corpse of the decapitated vampire. Not wanting to leave trash on the street, she dusted the body with a swift stomp of her high heel. The head remained, the mouth still frozen open with its fangs showing. She picked it up and, with a powerful, well-aimed drop kick, sent it crashing through a third-story window and into one of the many abandoned warehouses that ...
    lined the street. She was glad that despite all her combat training, she still had time for ordinary sports like soccer. It was one of the few times where she could hang out with other girls her age... Katarina continued on through the deserted streets, silent except for the pouring rain, appearing lost in thought but always on the alert for danger. For two hours she went on, up and down the roads and through dark alleys. No vampires. She was just about to call it a night when her sixth sense again went on alert. There was something in the distance. Strangely, she couldn't tell if it was a single vampire or a whole group of them. She could usually tell... A fierce debate raged in her mind on whether to investigate alone or call for backup, her training and common sense on one side versus her curiosity and teenage overconfidence on the other. Curiosity and confidence won out, and she turned the corner onto a narrow dead-end street, towards the danger, her heart pounding. As she got closer, her vampire sense diagnosed the threat more clearly. It was a single vampire, but one with a far stronger aura than she had ever sensed before. It had to be one of the ancient ones, thousands of years old, incredibly powerful. The kind that could take down small armies of professional vampire slayers without breaking a sweat. (If vampires even sweat). Even a sassy, impulsive teenage girl like Katarina knew she was no match for a monster like this. She turned around and began to run. It was too ...
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