When my friend told me he was at the party I went over and introduced myself. My body had already made me aware he was the right one. I offered him a drink. A little while later, he said he felt a little dizzy and tired for some reason, so I showed him to the nearest bedroom. My friend, Becky, approached and quickly gave me the key to the bedroom before she leaned closer and whispered “I’ll make sure you won’t get interrupted”. I saw her wink before she closed the door. I then locked it from inside and lay down beside him. Soon he fell fast asleep, so I began to touch him gently and kiss him softly and his body began to respond to the drink I gave him, as they do. By the time he awoke, he found himself already nice and stiff and in me. He’d been tied to the bed and put up a bit of a struggle, but I knew he was the submissive type. He made just one dumb move on me while I rode him bareback, when he tried to pull out. He wanted full protection and I laughed and suddenly bore down onto his erection. Reaching underneath, I gripped his nuts firmly with one hand and gave him a taster of what may come if he tried to do that again. The gag didn’t totally suppress his yell, so I slapped his face hard while the locked door and loud music outside did the rest. “I told him to get fucking with his dick!” He made a smart move after that and chose the path of obedience. Noticing the change in his body I relaxed my grip on his scrotum, I smiled and watched his face as he gave up the struggle with me and began a new struggle with his own body. I knew that his last line of defence was not to cum inside me. “See if you can fight it, honey” I moved him deeper inside me while I massaged my clit. I just knew his luck would run out rapidly. He was in my pussy, without the protection of a latex sheath, and to fight against that pleasure meant hell for a guy. I began to lean back and look confidently into his face. I watched his face show both confusion and frustration when he realised that he no longer had the will to resist the pleasures of bathing in my private garden. At that moment, I laughed and then commanded him to feed my pussy. I watched as he resisted and I repeated the command over and over while he began to feel my fingers slowly getting a fresh grip on his balls. Whenever I issued the order, I began to gradually squeeze them. I watched his face become twisted in fear, horror and disgust as he finally succumbed. With his total submission I was rewarded with powerful spurts of semen and I then relaxed and continued to make him fuck while I fanned my clit until I finally leaned back and moaned. My eyes rolled into the back of my head before I enjoyed my own mind-blowing orgasm while my pussy helped herself to his tormented milk. Before I untied him, I gave him some good advice. I warned him not to be stupid and to think of it as a tender exchange between a woman and a man. I told him that he should feel special, knowing that I chose him because I knew that a lot of guys would have begged me to have done that to them. 

With the days that followed, I noticed a change in him. He ignored my advice. Instead of keeping that moment of intimacy to himself, he began to spread these strange rumours saying that I’d raped him. I watched as his friends began to distance themselves from him one-by-one. None of them believed his side of the story. They all thought he was on drugs or something and that he’d become a recluse to feed his addiction in privacy. It was a drug all right, but he was not on their kind of drug. I could tell that he was slowly being consumed by hate. A hate towards women. I rang him up one night concerned about his state and he began to shout at me and I learned that he was mistrustful towards women. I told him that he was a troubled young man and suggested that he get some counselling and offered him Becky’s number because she offered to help him for a fee. He then went to the police and told them his little fantasy and they laughed and said that he should be so lucky to get with a woman like me and told him to go away and stop wasting their time. This continued for a while longer until a girlfriend of mine beat him up one night and he left town soon after a total loser…

< There is a part 2 but I will only share it upon request as there are themes that further involve femdom / necrofantasy. >