Chamber of Flesh

Merope stepped into the chamber. Once she set foot in the sparkling cell it seemed to breathe with life greeting her presence. She walked over to one of the walls wondering what it would feel like. Her hand touched the wall, it was smooth, cool and strangely it felt like….skin. As if in response to her thinking it trembled by her touch. When she moved her hand across the wall it made a ripple affect like a hand in water. "You like the room?" Merope turned her attention to Leviathan with a smile.

"Yes," said Merope her hand still feeling the wall. "What's it made of?"

"Its flesh," said Leviathan, once he stated the structure of the room Merope instantly took her hand away from the wall as if it bit her. While she was staring at the room in amazement and fright, Leviathan continued to talk. "The flesh of a vampire is the most precious material one can get in the Labyrinth. It can be used for something like this chamber to clothing."

"So…" said Merope sitting on the bed it was surprisingly soft, "all of this is made of vampiric flesh?" Leviathan nodded, putting his hand on the wall in a loving manner. His fingers became talons as he clawed the wall about a foot long making the flesh scream in agony. It began to bleed as Leviathan put his hand into one of the claw makes he just made then pulling out what looked to be a bottle of wine. "Ahh, there we go," Leviathan snapped his fingers and a crystal glass appeared in his hand. "Hold out your glass, Mimi," said Leviathan. At first Merope didn't know what he was talking about her mind was still on the act of what her lover just did to get a bottle of wine.

Her mind snapped back into reality once Leviathan took her hand. She noticed there was a crystal glass similar to Leviathan's in her hand. He was pouring her wine that was as red as blood. As Leviathan was pouring himself a glass Merope asked, "You said you made the legends of what we know as vampires, what do you mean?" Leviathan scooted next to her, putting an arm on her waist while sipping the wine. "First taste the wine and I'll tell you." Merope took a sip of the wine, it was bittersweet. "Its strong but sweet," said Merope, drinking more of the wine

Once she finished her glass, she kindly asked for another. Leviathan laughed, "Don't drink too much or it'll go to your head." He poured another glass, it was her second drink and she could already feel the effects of the alcohol. "As an answer to your question, Mimi, yes I was the reason your kind think of vampires in a certain way all thanks to Bram Stoker but before that vampire were perceived as a mindless walking thing that comes out of the ground at night to drink the blood of the living and was back in its place before sunrise. At that time I had nothing to do with it, it was all just human rumor mixed with the truth but once Stoker came along things were different.

"It was all out of accident, I gave this Irishmen the box for about five pounds. You see, I was expecting him to open it but, instead he gave it to a newlywed couple whom opened the box. It was within an hour later that Bram came back only to find me drinking the blood of the bride. I wasn't alone, I was with three of my slaves whom were also draining the blood out of the groom. If only Bram were have been to stay longer, his story would have went quite differently. Once he fled in fright, the slaves and I did an orgy with the couple then proceeded to skin them alive then afterwards dragged them to hell with us."

"That's terrible," said Merope, now on her third glass. She was feeling a little giddy. "But…hadn't any human seen a real vampire?"

"Yes…." said Leviathan on his second glass, "But, none lived to tell the tale, at least not yet. The 'real' vampires are so vain they think that they're the only true beauty in the universe. Anyone not of their kind they shun for even existing: humanity, lycanthropy, a witch or wizard like yourself, just about any creature even my own children. In a way they're like the Gods, all selfish and cruel."

"That sounds so sad," said Merope, her mind buzzing from the wine. At that moment she was feeling a little horny. She wrapped her arms around his waist and began kissing his neck. Her hand followed down his stomach to his crotch were she could feel him hardening at her touch. As she began rubbing him between his legs, he kissed her with passion. "Let's see what you look like laying in a bed of silk," he said lustfully. Her clothes as well as his were taken off in an instant.

Merope laid on the bed, her hands on the back of her head. His hands were on her hips then they traveled passed her navel to the softness of her breasts were he began caressing them. She moaned in pleasure as he sucked her coiled nippled. Merope could feel the heat of desire rise in her as he gave her kisses on every inch of her body. "Ohh….Please….take me," she begged as the heat grew unbearable. Leviathan positioned her on his lap were she felt his cock enter her. Once he penetrated her the walls began to change.

The wall of flesh became a mirror were she saw herself in the act of love. "I want you to see yourself like this," he panted, his thrust becoming faster. She put her arms around his neck to better position herself as Leviathan gripped her hips. Merope gazed at the mirror, seeing herself in copulation was both arousing and intimidating. So she closed her eyes, only just a little so she could catch a little glimpse of herself. After a few minutes when they were both close to ecstasy, he told her to go on all fours.

In this position he fucked her so hard and so violently that it was both painful and pleasurable at the same time. Her pussy got even tighter then ever around his cock, making him thrust even harder. "Ohh…Mimi….so tight….even tighter then the day I took you!" As painful as it was, Merope responded to his every thrust until finally he came inside her making her scream in ecstasy, making her cum soon after.

She laid on her stomach for a few seconds then he held her in his arms which were warm. After a few moments of listening to his heat beat she drifted off to sleep. As she was drifting off to dream land she thought she heard 'I love you, Mimi' then everything went black.