Growing up lesbian in a small town, Rachel always bemoaned the small dating pool and had longed for a beautiful girl who was into her. Maybe that's why she moved to the city, got a high-paying finance job and built a solid stock portfolio. Now at 30, Rachel was hardly the loner she used to be but she had yet to find her dream girl. Maybe this time it would be different, she thought as she got on the jet to fly out to an investor conference. New town, new strangers to mingle with, more than enough money to seduce any potential mate with. And tonight she was in luck for she had just met the most beautiful girl she had ever seen.

Rachel had found out that there was going to be a lesbian night at a local bar. Though her expectations were tempered, the girl just walked up to her. Rachel hardly believed her luck. The girl was probably in her early 20s. She looked slightly gothy but Rachel could tell that her hair was naturally jet black and the paleness of her skin wasn't just makeup. She looked absolutely gorgeous under the strobe lights. A total femme.

"Hi, I'm Amber"

Rachel shook her extended hand. The girl had a slight accent. Her r's were slightly rolled and she pronounced her w's like v's.

"I'm Rachel."

A few seconds of awkward silence passed.

"I'm sorry... Am I dreaming? You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen..."

"I get that a lot", Amber smiled.

"I'd have never thought a girl this pretty would make the first move on me. You don't have any ulterior motives, do you?"

"Nope, none."

She seemed to be keeping her smile close-lipped. Also, the girl was about a foot shorter than Rachel and kept her head slightly dipped down. At the time, Rachel thought nothing of it. She just let the pretty girl take her by the hand and lead her away.

When their bodies touched, a shiver went up Rachel's spine. Maybe it was just her nerves, but Rachel could swear that Amber felt colder than she should. But then, Amber led Rachel onto the dance floor and so the small-town lesbian melted into their waltz.

As they danced, Rachel found herself pressed into Amber's side. Amber was turned away, leading Rachel along the dancefloor. Rachel tried to get another glimpse of her beautiful face, this time from the side. In the heat of the moment, she caught sight of a sharp fang poking out of the beautiful girl's bright smile. Oh...

Rachel pretended not to notice and Amber was none the wiser. They danced and chatted while Rachel kept thinking to herself. What was the girl's blood red lipstick covering up? And what would she do with her once she took the mysterious girl back to the hotel?

All the while, Amber kept up her masquerade. She was going to spend all evening seducing the poor helpless woman before taking her to somewhere more private and then feasting on her blood. So when Rachel suggested that they go back to her hotel, Amber was ecstatic. Everything was going to plan, for all Amber knew.

As Rachel led her down the street, past every corner, Amber listened to her drone on and on. Her new prey had a sweet voice that she could follow endlessly, even if she wasn't hearing exactly what Rachel was saying. It didn't matter because all that mattered was Rachel's blood, Rachel's sweet blood. Amber's focus lingered on how sweet blood from such a healthy young body would taste, letting the words of her seemingly oblivious victim lull her into a light trance.

As the two were alone in the elevator, Rachel started counting the floors.

"2, 3, 4... It's just as easy to imagine yourself going down, isn't it?"

Amber nodded.

"-9, -10, -11... The higher we go up, the lower we count down, isn't that right?"

It sounded right to Amber. So she let Rachel drone on and on...

By the time they got up to their floor, Amber was already in a deep trance. Rachel led her into her room.

"Now that you're alone with me, you will find it perfectly normal to be completely open and honest with me."

The deeply entranced girl nodded.

"Why did you come up to me tonight"

"You have a very healthy body", Amber droned, "And I vant to suck your blood"

Knew it, Rachel thought.

"And what would you have done after?"

"I vould have drained all your blood and leave your body here."

"You would have killed me?"

"Yesss"

Amber's empty head lolled. Rachel had her answer.

"When I snap my fingers, you will wake up. You will forget anything that just happened and not notice my presence. You will walk over to the fridge and open it. Inside, you will see a carton of milk. That is my neck. And all the blood you've ever thirsted for, craved for, is inside. And you will remain in this state until I snap my fingers again. And then you will fall back into trance."

Amber nodded.

*SNAP*

Amber's eyes fluttered open. Completely oblivious to her natural prey beside her, her eyes remained focused straight ahead as she walked directly to the fridge. She opened the door and took out the milk carton. Caressing it with her slender fingers for a moment, Amber whispered a sweet nothing to where Rachel's ear should have been. And then, Amber's sharp fangs plunged into the cardboard. Her powerful jaw ripped the carton as she drank, eyes closed in ecstasy as milk spilled all over her dress. Rachel watched as the scene unfolded. She bit her lip as uncontrolled lust took hold of her and slipped a hand down to touch herself.

When Rachel managed to regain some composure, she snapped her fingers again. Then, she walked over to the now placid body of the beautiful vampire girl.

"My, oh my! Look who's a hungry, dangerous vampire!"

Rachel licked her lips. It was she who was the hungry one now. Rachel stripped the soiled dress off Amber's compliant body. She stripped the vampire completely nude, at last stopping to admire the sight of all that beautiful pale skin, wet and glistening in the moonlight. How utterly gorgeous the girl looked completely entranced. Rachel traced her finger along Amber's still milky left tit. There was no resistance left in her nubile naked body.

"Amber", Rachel snapped, "Can you hear me?"

"Yes", the Amber droned.

"Where is Rachel right now?"

"She's dead!", Amber grinned, pointing to the ruined milk carton still leaking onto the floor. Rachel picked it up and drained the bit was left into a glass and returned it to the fridge.

"Hey Amber", Rachel teased, "I have another hypnotic command for you... When I snap my fingers, you will remember how you got here. You will realize that you are deeply hypnotized, but no matter now hard you try to fight it, you will still remain deeply hypnotized. Understand?"

Amber obediently nodded.

*SNAP*

Amber opened her eyes.

"Oh... wow..."

She sounded far off. The poor hypnotized vampire tried shaking off her trance but but every time she tried, her head dropped lower as she sunk even deeper.

"I'm... I'm..."

"You're hypnotized, my dear", Rachel smiled, "and your little secret is exposed."

"Oh, yes... I'm a vampire..."

She felt Rachel's hungry eyes linger over every inch of her naked flesh.

"And tonight I came to seduce you into being my victim... my... prey..."

With every sheepish admission, Amber felt Rachel's grip on her tighten. She was completely hypnotically enslaved.

"That's OK, my sweetheart. It's just your nature, that's all... But you're here with me. When I snap my fingers, you will forget everything and sink back down into trance"

*SNAP*

Rachel took another look at her lustworthy vampire-slave. She looks so much more beautiful when she's all tranced out like this. Rachel thought for a moment.

"Amber... You're such a hungry little vampire. I figure it's time you have some of my real blood"

The vampire's lipstick red mouth melted into the most hungry grin. Amber was drooling, licking her lips in a way that told Rachel that the proposition sounded absolutely delicious to her.

"Yesss... Please..."

Rachel ordered the bloodcraven vampire to her knees. Grabbing her jet black hair, Rachel led the naked girl through the hotel suite. Amber's smile never faded even as she crawled. The hardwood floor below her hands and knees giving way to the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. Rachel looked down at the bare white flesh of Amber's arched back and fell even deeper into lust. Out of the trashcan, Rachel fished out a used tampon. She dangled it into Amber's eagerly awaiting mouth. Amber's soft pale body melted into absolute ecstasy as she started sucking. The dried blood instantly turned bright red as the enzymes in her saliva remelted the blood. The sight was magical. Rachel rubbed herself off thinking about how she tamed the wild predatory vampiress into a submissive naked slut, fed directly from her hand. Rachel bent down and gently applied her hand to Amber's pliant body, positioning it so that her pussy was in her face. She began eating.

Amber moaned as Rachel's tongue circled her clit. Rachel was an expert in eating pussy. Amber tasted slightly of freshly rainsoaked earth. Had she just dug herself out of her grave? Rachel kept up her steady pace, edging the vampiress closer to orgasm. Amber came harder than she could have ever imagined and the two continued making love into the night.

The next morning, Rachel went to go attend the shareholder conference, leaving the slumbering, satisfied Amber in bed. She made sure to close the curtains to protect her new lover from the sunlight. She left Amber with another hypnotic suggestion to forget about finding prey for the next little while and just focus on their hot sex instead. Amber happily nodded.

Rachel got back in the afternoon. She half-expected Amber to be gone but she found the girl still deeply asleep in her bed with a slight smile still on her face.

"Amber...", Rachel cooed. The vampire's tired eyes fluttered open. Rachel began counting down again, dropping Amber back down to that deep state of trance she was beginning to feel perfectly at home in. Now with the mindless Amber once again in her grasp, Rachel plotted out how she was going to enjoy her tonight.

First, Rachel fed Amber again, the same way as before. A vampire needs blood, and Rachel didn't want to starve her to death. The two then made love. Amber's body gave in quite naturally to Rachel's touch. Soon, it was full-blown fucking. Entangled, their naked bodies scissored each other. Amber let her head fall back, as she let out an utterly beautiful moan. They fucked until the sun started to set.

"I'm hungry", Rachel complained.

"Me too", Amber added.

Rachel looked at Amber with concern at what that meant.

"Look, sweetie, I don't want you to hurt anyone else"

Amber nodded. She knew she was a monster. When she was alive, she had a conscience. Maybe her new lover reignited a long snuffed put spark of that.

"I need you to show me where you were buried"

Amber obliged and let Rachel through the door.

Amber led Rachel to her grave. On the way there, the two stopped at a quiet gas station. Rachel got an egg salad sandwich and Amber got a taste of Rachel's blood. She made Amber promise to not go crazy and attack her. Then, she pricked her finger with a pin and squeezed a drop of blood onto Amber's expectant tongue. It was quite a sight to see a lesbian girl sucking on her lover's finger in public. Then, they took a short hike through the woods before they came upon the graveyard. The sun had already set and the twilight glow was slowly fading. On the far side of the graveyard was Amber's grave. The pit had been clawed out, the coffin empty, the tombstone dirty and overgrown with lichen.

AMBER (RUSSELL) HODGEKINS

May 1st 1830 - January 24th 1854

Murdered by Poison

Below was a daguerrotype photograph of Amber. Rachel wiped away the dirt to see that yes, it was the same girl. She felt sorry for the poor thing. Forced into a heterosexual marriage and then to be murdered at 23... Later, she would wonder where the Transylvanian accent came from as she had a clearly Anglo-Saxon name.

"Amber, honey", Rachel cooed, "Are you still in a deep trance?"

"Yesss", Amber sighed.

"OK, when I snap my fingers, you will climb back in your coffin and remain in a deep trance. It doesn't matter how long. A week, a month, a year... All you'll do is dream of me. And when you hear me call your name again, you will awaken and we will share our beautiful love once more. Understood?"

Amber obediently nodded her head.

*SNAP* and the vampire obediently headed back to sleep.

Back at the suite, Rachel sipped on the milk as she read the financial reports. As she drank, her body began feeling weak, sluggish, and numb - but not in an unpleasant way. Rachel let her body slide down the office chair until she was completely slouched, her eyes just above the table level, her bum completely off the seat. Her skirt had lifted behind her so that her bare cheeks were exposed. Suddenly it hit her. There must have been some kind of venom in Amber's bite to immobilize her prey. And now, it was in the milk she was drinking. Rachel flushed with arousal. Yes, my dear Amber. She clasped her neck, imagining the beautiful girl's fangs plunged deep into her artery. A wet spot formed on Rachel's panties. Next time, Amber, Next time.