Vampire Teeth Toy Novels & Stories

said another. “You’re missing out on a world of possibilities,” a third vampire responded—one with a younger face, and jet hair that melted into the shadows. “Why, this little toy could make for a whole lot of fun in bed, don’t you think?” My hands curled to fists and I willed myself to stop trembling. I wanted to turn over and deck them all right between the eyes. But I wasn’t an idiot, and I had no idea how to throw a punch. The host was still selling his product to the crowd. “It connects to your slave’s e-collar and emits just enough electric shock to cause a great deal of pain to your pets, but not enough to cause any…permanent damage. It leaves them entirely alive and unmarked.”

My body full and humming with pleasure I could hardly breath. ‘Ok, so now that you are accustomed to these let’s turn things up a notch, I want to see how much you can take,’ I gulped at that point I wasn’t sure there was much more, this feeling was intense, every area of my body was buzzing all at once. He took the final toy, which was round and bulbus looking, fuck where is he going to put that. He undressed, applying more lube to the last item and himself. He was massive too, do all vampires have massive dicks? He pressed the remote and everything started to buzz once again, my body humming I didn’t notice when he switched on the last toy and placed it on top of my swollen clit.

Talen carried the flowers that he’d brought for Morgana towards the nearest door and looked within. “There’s a toy cupboard,” one of the werewolves exclaimed in delight. “Look at this! This vampire is your kindred spirit, Heath. F-k me, he’s got toys in here that… What does this even do… Oh, f-k yeah.” Rhett, Talen put the name to the dark werewolf’s grinning face as he turned to show the blonde vampire the toy that he held in his hands. “Oh, god,” Morgana clutched at her face, blocking her eyes, unable to look. “This is too much. Out, out, out. Paint, or leave.”

They didn't care that they had a kid either, I was never dressed or clothed like a normal child, not even normal for vampires scales, I was always running half naked, hardly covered, dirty, nasty, with blood stains all over my body and face, dirt embedded in my dark locks that reached down to the middle of my back. I was unkempt, had broken nails that were used as a weapon, and even my teeth were messed up, we're vampires we have fangs that are used to bite humans and draw their blood, but I used mine in a random way, I kept on biting everything and anything, I bite the boney part instead of the soft flesh part and it causes my teeth to break and shift.

or it? "I won't ask you again, Vamp. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?!" I couldn't believe such loud words were coming out of such a tiny body. My ears were bleeding, literally. I wiped the blood off shakily and looked up. He was in the sky somewhere.

she replied, glancing at Theo with concern. Before they could react, a figure leaped out from the shadows. It was a vampire. He lunged at Theo, knocking him down and sinking his teeth into his leg. Theo cried out in pain, trying to fight off the attacker. Sarah acted swiftly, leaping at them and trying to slash at the vampire whose reflexes were faster than she could keep up with.

The torture room was flooded with a golden light from the bulb and it help Lindsay get a better look of her surroundings and she notices a sliver metal slab. There was a towel on it that looked like it was concealing something.Glory headed over to the table and pulled the towel off the slab to reveal an assortment of torture objects that would be used to rip Lindsay apart piece by piece till she squealed like a little piggy, Glory ran her fingers over the different types of toys, there was the scalp that had a razor sharp edge, a bone saw that was perfect for cutting through bone and flesh, and an assortment of different types of chemicals that were no doubt going to be lethal to vampires.

It was as if I had acquired a piece of the night sky itself, crystallized into this exquisite form. But the transformation didn't stop there. I could feel something happening within my mouth, a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. As I ran my tongue over my teeth, I could sense the emergence of something sharp and potent. My canines were growing into fangs, and they were unlike anything I had ever seen. These fangs were a pristine, gleaming white, like polished ivory. They were not overly long but sharp and finely pointed. The way they curved inward gave them a subtle elegance, almost reminiscent of a carnivorous predator's teeth, designed for precision and power.

Daisy interrupts her bedtime story to communicate to him important, time-sensitive information: “Serapine is so so soooo pretty. I loooove her ears.” He presses his lips together before resuming his reading. Among the Vampyres, fangs are not just teeth—they are status.

With a wicked grin, he waved his hand and produced a long ivory-white canine tooth at least a dozen centimeters long. A palpable aura of bloodthirstiness and rancor burst out from the tooth as soon as it appeared. Just by looking at it could make anyone feel fidgety and anxious as if a monstrous and horrible beast was waiting to sink its fangs into them. The white pulsing luminescence from the Winged presbyter's hand vanished as if devoured and absorbed by the canine tooth. The Winged then proceeded to sprinkle a drop of True Blood on the tooth. The droplet of blood burst apart as soon as it fell on the surface of the tooth, and a terrible pulse of scarlet flash swept forth as if heralding t