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My Husband Is In Love With A Vampire

 


If you had told me a year ago my husband would have fallen in love with a vampire I would have said you were crazy.  However, after reading my husbands own journal entry, I have to say that it is true. 

Below is an excerpt from my husband Max's personal journal.  It has left me confused and hurt. Possibly broken.  Why is life so unfair?  How could this have happened to us?


Max Journal entry 11-18-2020 

Today was an unusually overcast day, slightly cold and windy.  I woke up at my usual time and got ready for Work and kissed my girls Masmui and Monica goodbye.  They are wonderful girls. Masumi has been my loyal wife for a little over 2 years.  Monica is our student from Italy currently studying to become a economics major.  Masumi and Monica have been lovers for the better part of a year and I will occasionally join in for some three way fun. 

But something lately has happened that neither of them really know about.  I have been keeping a dark secret from them both and I don't know what I can do about it.  Over the course of the past year, we have been occasionally visited by a somewhat sadistic vampire named Maria.  Originally she was focused on Masumi making her a reluctant sex slave.  Masumi, in order to keep us all safe brokered a kind of deal with Maria that she would submit to her sexual perversions if Maria would promise to not kill me and Monica.  So over the past year Maria would visit unexpectedly and engage in usually brutal sadistic sex acts with me, Monica and Masumi. She would relish in causing Masumi mental, and physical pain. 


Often times forcing Monica and me to fuck each other while we watched Maria sexually torture Masumi. I hate to admit it but it was often a turn on for me and Monica.  After these dark, black orgies, Masumi would need days to recover, Maria would often drain her of so much blood that on several occasions we almost took her to the hospital for a blood transfusion.  Fortunately Masumi always pulled through.  

Then one day, While I was working down town,  Maria made a surprise visit to me while I was out on my lunch break.  I was walking past the Art Institute Gardens when she walked right up to me and said "Good afternoon Max, May I join you for lunch?"  Surprised and shocked, I stammered "um sure, lets grab a seat in the gardens."  

Maria was dressed in black knee high boots, a black corset and a long black lace hooded robe.  I could not believe that she was pretty much dressed like a pron star and no one even gave her the least bit of notice.  "Whats wrong she asked, are you shocked by how I am dressed?"  

Again stammering I said "Yeah I kind of am...I am not sure what to make of all this." 

Maria moved closer to me on the bench and took my hand. "Max, originally I came for Masumi, and she is a faithful child of her mistress,


but I have to tell you that I am now very attracted to you. I know we have only made love a handful of times, but you make me feel like no other man in all of my immortal years has ever made me feel.  I feel as though we have a special bond a bond that extends across the ocean of time. I know you are married to Masumi, but I would like to explore the possibility of a real relationship with you."

As Maria spoke, I stared into her hypnotic eyes. I had felt it also. Often times after Maria was through with Masumi she would take me into another room and we would make love.  She made love violently  oftentimes chocking me and draining me of blood to the point of unconsciousness. But she was also loving and soothing, kissing me so softly and caressing my body with such tenderness that I longed to be with her days after she had left.  For a long time I was very conflicted about my feelings. I was married to Masumi,who I really loved, how could I also be developing feelings for such a cold, violent, wicked woman like Maria. A woman who was quite literally dead. 

 After a short silence I leaned in and kissed Maria passionately on the lips, the feeling of her sharp fangs aroused me and made me erect. She kissed back, biting my lip and drawing some blood which she sipped like a  fine wine. "Maria, I want you, I want you so bad, but I am married to another who I love also."  

Maria, held my face in her hands, and looked lovingly at me. "I will make you my prince, I will give you love that will last into eternity.  But you must submit to my will and my will alone. I can share you but when I need you, you must come and be by my side. We will travel the world together and see amazing things. Masumi can be our little servant and love slave. I will not kill her as long as you are mine and all mine. If her small life makes you happy, that is fine.  I am a merciful mistress to those I love, but if you ever cross me, I will make your life a living hell." 


Maria leaned in and kissed me passionately, forcefully.  I felt the world spin, but I knew I wanted to be with her I knew that it would be a helpless struggle to try and resist loving her. 

I looked into her eyes after a slow long kiss and said " I will do anything you ask Maria, I am yours."

Maria smiled and said " Good. I will see you tonight at ten o'clock.  

"But what about Masumi?" I asked. 

"Don't worry about her." Maria said with an evil grin.  " I will visit her around 8:00 and give her a good thrashing. I will fuck her so hard and drain her so she will sleep for days."  

I was unsure what to think about what she was going to do to Masumi,  but I agreed and kissed her on the lips.  She walked me back to my office. I walked into lobby and when I looked back she was gone. I knew my life had just changed forever.

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