Date: Tue, 22 Nov 2016 17:03:57 +0000
From: Charles Bozeman <bozeman1337@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Tale of Two Curses - Futanari Vampires Part 3 (TG)

A Tale of Two Curses – Futanari Vampires

By: The Archivist

Chapter 3 – Older, Younger

	We enjoyed it.  Perhaps a little too much.  Misty kept ordering
Angela to do things.  Even stupid things, like standing on one foot.
Angela did them with aplomb.  The perfect example of a newly made thrall,
with one small addition.

	Well, not SMALL.

	Just before sunrise, we duct taped aluminum foil to the windows.
Though we were resistant to sunlight, we didn't want to risk it, especially
because the bedroom window faced west.  As we faded off to the slumber that
the sun brings, Misty and Angela flanked me, and each took one of my
nipples in their mouths.  Their hands held my cock, and I held onto each of
theirs.  We rubbed each other gently until sleep came.

	Once again, our sleep was interrupted by one of those god damned
cell phones.  This time, Angela's phone was the culprit.  She pushed
herself out of bed and grabbed her phone from a nearby desk.

	"Angela, ignore it and come back to bed with us." I slurred through
the haze of sleep.

	Angela made an "eep" noise.  "I can't!  It's my mom!"  She answered
the phone.  "Hi mom!  What's... oh, you heard... well..." she glanced down
at her crotch.  "It's complicated.  I had to quit because... something came
up.  ...it won't go away anytime soon.  No!  It's not like that!"

	Angela continued to argue with her mother.  I had enough.  As I
climbed out of bed, Misty moaned pathetically.  I crossed over and grabbed
Angela's shoulders from behind.

	"Get her here.  Tonight.  Do it however you can." I whispered.

	Angela turned to me, a look of horror on her face.  She nodded
slowly.  "Listen, Mom, I... no I can't talk right now, can we do this over
dinner?  Yeah, we'll go out and get this thing taken care of.  No, my car
is kind of making a weird noise, could you come pick me up?  Say 7:00?  Ok,
love you, bye."  She looked back at me. "You're not going to kill my mom,
are you Mistress Kelly?"

	"We will see.  From what I heard, she's not a very pliable person."
I replied.

	"Angie!  You could do it!" Misty suddenly shouted.

	"Do what?" Angela said, turning back to her.

	"Your desert island fuck!" Misty had the most wicked smile on her
face.

	Angela's look of horror suddenly gave way to that of introspection.
She looked at me. "Mistress Kelly, can I... I mean before... oh, this is so
embarrassing..."

	"She wants to fuck her mom, mistress."  Misty explained.  Ah, that
made sense.  Angela shot Misty a look of pure fire.  Misty continued.
"Yeah, we were playing a game and we decided on the one person we'd fuck if
there were no consequences and no one would know."

	"Yeah, but this time someone will know!  Besides, I don't hear you
wanting to fuck Taylor Swift!" Angela shouted.

	"Taylor Swift isn't coming over for dinner.  And get this,
Mistress, Angela's mom owns Curved Images, the modeling company.  She's
loaded!" Misty replied.

	Over the centuries, I have amassed a small fortune from dead
husbands, business ventures, and good old fashioned interest.  However, my
holdings are nowhere near enough to buy an up and coming modeling firm on
the cutting edge of fashion and softcore nude photography.  Curved Images
could provide enough resources to do something I've always dreamed of, but
never really thought possible.
	I could be Queen of San Francisco.

	"Alright, Angela, not only will your mother not be killed; you can
seduce her and take her, as you wish." I announced.

	Angela's face beamed.  "Really, mistress?  You'll help me seduce
her?"

	"Seduce her and more, my sweet.  You are going to curse her with
that sweet little penis of yours." I said as I stroked her crotch.  She
became rock hard almost instantly.

	"Oh fuck yessssss..."she hissed.

	"But!" I shouted. "First, I must do what a good master does to
newly made vampires.  You must learn how being a vampire works.  How to use
your will to manipulate a human.  How to control your powers.  How to avoid
your weaknesses.  And, finally, how to live as a vampire within our
society.  Angela, sit on the bed."

	Angela did.  Misty threw off her covers and scooted up next to her.

	"***Misty, pay attention to me while I am talking, and compel
Angela to pay attention to me.***" I willed.

	"***Angela, pay attention to Mistress Kelly.***" Misty willed.

	"Good.  I will ask questions of you.  The one who gets the most
questions right gets to fuck my pussy.  The one who doesn't is going to let
me fuck her ass at the same time."  Both of their eyes widened.

	I explained the virtues of vampirism.  Obviously, you do not age
and live forever.  You can heal any injury, save staking, beheading, or sun
damage within minutes.  Concentrating on a part of your body gives you
stronger control, or superhuman abilities like super strength, speed, and
senses.  Finally, the change magically makes your body whole, if it were
not.  Old wounds heal, scars disappear, health conditions are cured, and
even foreign objects such as artificial bone replacements or tooth fillings
somehow disappear and become flesh again, save tattoos and piercings.
Misty correctly recited two of these facts, while Angela went one and one.

	Next, I explained the curse.  Vampires need human blood to survive,
and as time goes on, your hunger for blood grows.  Let it grow too much and
you can lose your mind, becoming an animal until you sate your bloodlust.
In addition, you are cold to the touch, have no heartbeat, and don't
breathe unless you speak.  Concentration can change these things, but any
amount of concentration to change your condition makes the hunger grow
faster.  Your body keeps an image of what you were like when you changed,
and always reverts back to that image, so haircuts go away, you can't gain
new tattoos, and the like.  Misty was confused by the hunger, but Angela
paid extra care on the hair section.  It was tied.

	I explained how to use your will to put compulsions in the mind of
someone else.  Subtle compulsions worked into larger sentences work better,
because the victim is too busy understanding your meaning to feel the
pressure of the compulsion.  Compulsions can change attitudes over time,
which is how I maintain a staff at my mansion without them knowing about
me.  Compulsions are more easily shaken off if they endanger a victim, go
against what they know to be true, or are confusing.  However, if a victim
is confused by or rejects a compulsion, and you explain it so that it makes
sense to them, it will gel in their mind and become stronger.  Misty passed
with flying colors, as did Angela.

	Finally, I covered vampire society.  Any vampire that reveals
themselves to the media or any other entity is hunted and killed, not just
by humans but by other vampires.  Secrecy is paramount.  Vampires
congregate in cities because rural areas are too difficult to maintain a
low profile in while drinking the blood of unsuspecting people.  Cities
have a psychic boundary defined by population density, not by political
boundaries.  Within the psychic field of a city, if there is not a King or
Queen, any two vampires can pronounce a third to be a King or Queen.  If a
King or Queen exists, this doesn't work; the city only accepts one ruler at
a time.  The current King of San Francisco is James III, who has ruled for
at least a hundred years, and is hated but also feared.  A King or Queen
can compel ANY vampire to do ANYTHING and they have the same resistance a
mortal would have against a vampire.  It works even better on mortals, to
the point of brainwashing.  Hence, Kings and Queens tend to be very well
protected by mortal guards and almost invincible because all they need to
say is "stop."

	Angela lost most of this, getting confused by the city boundaries,
which to her credit are confusing.  Misty also stumbled, but got one right;
we were going to overthrow King James.  I picked up Angela, flipped her in
midair, and threw her on the bed, face down.
	"Whoa!" she screamed as she tumbled.

	Before she could get back up I threw myself on her and fucked her
ass, hard.  She screamed, but soon began humping me back.  I felt Misty
behind me, and bent over slightly to give better access to my pussy.  As
she entered me, I felt a jolt shoot through my pussy and up my cock.
Giving and receiving at the same time felt amazing.

	Misty stayed almost completely still as I rocked back and forth,
pulling out of Angela's ass to be impaled on Misty's cock, and then
gripping with my kegels as I rammed hard into Angela.  We all came hard in
record time.

	Afterwards, Misty ripped the sheets off the bed and ran them down
to the laundry room, while Angela and I worked hard turning her into the
most fuckable piece of ass we could.  We chose a white cocktail dress that
showed off her cleavage and legs, but still had enough to hide her penis
bulge.  We pulled her hair up and gave it a fancy braid, and gave her a
makeover.  Misty straightened and cleaned up the apartment.  By 6:30 we had
all undergone the makeover treatment.  Misty and I were significantly more
modestly dressed; we wanted Angela's mother to be looking only at her
daughter.  We rehearsed our plan until there was a knock at the door.
Angela bounded up and opened it to reveal her mother.

	Angela lusted after her mother for a damn good reason.  She was the
epitome of MILF.  Long, flowing blonde hair that perfectly framed her hazel
eyes.  Bronzed freckled skin with just enough wrinkles to make her look
mature, but not old.  Her bust was bigger than mine; possibly fake, but
hard to tell through the black sequined dress that contoured her very sexy
body.  This was a woman who exuded sex, almost as an afterthought.

	I concentrated a little to bring my cock back down, as it was about
to tear through my panties, drag me across the room, and fuck her.

	"Mommy!" Angela shouted and threw her arms around her mother.  She
affectionately kissed her mother's cheeks twice.

	"I've never known you this excited to see me, Angela." She said as
she kissed her daughter back once, quickly.  "Misty, it's good to finally
meet you.  Angela has told me all about you."

	"Oh, has she?" Misty looked at Angela.

	"Yes, who is your other friend here?  And has she considered
modeling as a career?" Julia said as she turned to me.  What a charmer!
This was going to be fun.  I walked over and presented my hand.

	"Kelly, of Moonlight Holdings.  I've only just met your daughter
today, but it speaks highly of you to have raised such a wonderful young
girl.  Come in and have a drink with us before we go out, won't you?" I
willed.

	"I could use a drink.  You know what I like, baby."  She said to
Angela, who swayed off to the kitchen, shaking her ass a bit as she went.
Misty quickly plopped down in an armchair and I grabbed a smaller wooden
chair meant for guests.  That left the couch for Julia, with enough room
for Angela when she came back with something clear and bubbly.  Julia drank
it down almost in one gulp.  "Stronger, next time, baby."

	"Yes, Mommy."  Angela replied, almost by rote.  I caught Angela's
attention subtly.  'You are a vampire' I mouthed without saying while Julia
finished the last sip and crunched a small ice cube.  Angela nodded, and
steeled herself.  However, before she began, her mother spoke up.

	"So, what did you bring me here to tell me?  No, let me guess!
You're gay.  That's why you quit the modeling company.  You think I'd be
mad if you're gay?  Shit, even I fuck the models from time to time.  You
being gay isn't going to keep your career down, so come back and do a
shoot.  I'll make sure to give you a signing bonus as if you hadn't been
with us since you were sixteen." Julia was in full-on game mode.  Angela
tried to start several times as Julia ran her over.

	"No, Mom, I'm... well I do like girls but that's not why I quit."
she said.

	"No?  What other possible reason could you have?  Going into
nuclear physics?"

	"Well, it started when I saw you fucking Lilly in the dressing
room.  It was so hot I couldn't help watching you." Angela gave a coy
smile.

	"Why, you little spy!  I ought to pull you over my knee like I did
when I caught you stealing my makeup when you were four!  Did you enjoy the
show?" Julia shouted.

	"I couldn't stop thinking about it.  About you." Angela said as she
put her hand on her mother's knee. "I've been attracted to you ever since.
And I've seen you watch me at the photo shoots.  I know ***you are
attracted to me too.***"

	This was the first gambit.  Willing someone to be attracted to you
works really well if they are, even subconsciously.  But if they are not;
say if the taboo of incest makes such a thing disgusting and unbearable,
they can fight the suggestion and keep other suggestions from taking hold.

	This one was a bullseye from Julia's reaction. "Well... I... you're
a very attractive young lady but I would never..." I smiled as this
tough-as-nails woman was finally on the defensive.

	"It's OK mom, ***don't feel embarrassed.***" she willed to calm her
mother. "No one here is going to judge you."

	Julia sighed in relief. "So, you and your friends have discussed
this?"

	"A little.  It's more that they think I should be honest with you.
I quit because I didn't want to be around you when you make me hot.  But
now I want to be with you.  And I think you want to be with me too.  ***You
want me.  Kiss me, Mommy.***" She willed.

	Julia's eyes closed "Oh, baby, we shouldn't..." but she leaned in
anyway.  Angela pressed her lips to her mother's softly.  They stayed
together for moments, kissing for the first time as lovers.  As Angela
pulled back, Julia pressed forward and kissed her again, deeper.  Their
tongues danced and their hands began to roam over each other's back.  Julia
finally broke off.

	"Oh, god, baby, what are we doing?  This is incest.  And in front
of your friends, no less!"

	"It's OK, Mommy.  ***You can trust them.***" Angela willed as she
unzipped her dress and slid then straps off her shoulders.  Her beautiful
tits popped out and Julia's breath caught audibly.  "***Suck my tits,
Mommy.***"

	"Yes, baby." Juila said with a dreamy, faraway look in her eyes.
She lowered her head to her daughter's chest and took her right nipple in
her mouth.  Angela moaned and groped her mother's chest in return.  Julia
sucked hard, making a popping sensation as she switched back and forth
between Angela's breasts.  "You're so cold, baby."

	Angela flushed as she concentrated on warming her body.  "Then you
better warm me up, Mommy."

	"Oh, yes, baby.  Let me taste you" Julia slid off the couch and
began to peel Angela's dress up.

	Here comes gambit number two: will Julia be put off by a penis that
she knows her daughter wasn't born with?  Julia gasped as she saw Angela's
bulge.

	"Are... are you wearing a strapon?" she asked.

	"No, Mommy.  This is the other reason I quit."  Angela lifted her
ass off the couch and pulled down her lacy white panties.  With her dress
hiked up, her cock was on full display.  "***You like it,*** don't you
Mommy?"

	"Yes, but... HOW?" Julia exclaimed.

	"***You don't need to know how.  Suck me, Mommy.***" Angela willed.
I could tell from the strain in her voice and on her face that she put a
lot of effort into that one.

	Julia didn't hesitate.  The awkwardness faded away as she popped
her daughter's cock into her mouth.  Both of them moaned loudly.  Julia
slurped and licked all up and down Angela's penis.  She had amazing
technique.  I mentally gave her some applause.  I looked over to Misty and
nodded.  Misty knelt before me, took my cock out of my panties, and took me
all the way down her throat in one lunge.

	"***Stand up, Mommy.***" Angela willed.  Both of them stood, and
Angela shed the remnants of her dress.  "***Let me take off your
clothes.***" Julia stood passively while Angela peeled her like a banana.
Naked, Julia was even more impressive.  Her tits defied gravity, and her
cleavage was peppered with more freckles like the ones on her face.  Her
hips and ass were round, big, and firm.  She had a bit of a jelly roll, but
based on her muscle tone, she worked out often.  She had a sandy blonde
bush that matched her hair color, and puffy labia that stood out from her
pussy.  Angela gently laid Julia down on the couch.

	"I'm going to taste you now Mommy.  I'm going to get you all nice
and wet.  And then I'm going to fuck your pussy with my dick.  ***You want
me to fuck you,*** don't you Mommy?" Angela willed.

	"Baby... I..." Strange that Julia would balk now.  "Mommy's not on
the pill, baby.  You could get Mommy pregnant."

	Angela chuckled.  "Mommy, I'm a girl.  I don't have balls.  I can't
get you pregnant.  ***Spread your legs for me.***"

	Her objections overridden, Julia laid back and put one leg up on
top of the couch, the other as far as it could go, exposing her pussy to
her daughter, who licked her lips in anticipation.  Angela wasted no time
and covered her mother's pussy with her mouth.

	"Oh, YES, BABY!" Julia shouted.  Angela roughly ground her face
into her mother's crotch, then pulled back and opened her pussy with both
hands.  She extended her tongue and slipped it inside the pussy she was
born from.  Julia moaned like a whore.  Angela ate her mother's pussy for
about a minute, then stood up, face glistening with her mother's juices.

	"Are you ready for me?"  she asked.  Julia nodded.  "***Tell me to
fuck you.***" Angela willed.

	"Fuck me, baby.  Fuck me as hard as you can." Julia said without
hesitation.

	Oh dear.  She was going to regret saying that tomorrow.

	Angela leaned forward, rested her breasts on her mother's and gave
her a long, slow kiss.  She reached down and positioned her cock on her
mother's cunt.  She rocked back and forth, coating her dick with the ample
lubrication spilling out.  Then, she placed the head up against the
entrance and pushed.  Hard.

	Julia shrieked with pleasure and arched her back as she came
instantly.  Just like I did when Misty first entered me.  Her legs wrapped
around her daughter and her hands gripped the sofa, tearing it.  Her howl
deepened and then cut off as she inhaled deeply.  Then she screamed again.
Her back relaxed and she shuddered and breathed shallow in and out quickly.

	Angela held still until her mother recovered.  "Did you like that?"
she asked.

	"Oh, baby, I've never come that hard.  Especially not at first.
You made me feel so good.  I love you so much." she said between gasps.

	"Just wait." Angela said with a smile.  She began to move in and
out.  Julia moaned and writhed underneath her.  She slowed, and went
shallow, then slammed in hard all the way.  Each thrust was accompanied by
a grunt from Julia.  They increased in pitch with each thrust, until they
blended together into another long howl as she came again.

	This time, however, Angela didn't let her mother recover.  She
grabbed Julia's heels, held them apart as far as they would go, and began
sawing in and out.  Her tight little butt was flexed and taut as she
pounded her mother's pussy.  Julia's second orgasm melted into a third.
Her toes curled around Angela's hands and she banged at the couch with her
fists.  Her face was a solid sheet of sweat, and her entire body was
flushed.

	"Ohhhh... baby... baby... baby..." Julia babbled.  She kept
repeating it as Angela picked up speed again.  I looked at Angela's face.
It was pure concentration.  I've seen that on the faces of a few, young men
that wanted to impress me with their skills.  She was holding off.  I
motioned Misty to cease sucking me, and gave her the signal we prepared to
begin our endgame.  I went up behind Angela and gently grabbed her
shoulders.

	"There's no need for this.  Do you want to come?" I asked her.

	"Yes, Mistress Kelly."

	I looked down at Julia.  Despite the sweat and chaos, she was still
beautiful, especially with her daughter's cock buried halfway in her pussy,
slick with her juices.  "Do you want your daughter to come inside you?"

	"Oh, yes, baby, come inside me.  I need it..." she moaned.

	"Show me how much you love your mother.  Fill her up."  I ordered.

	Angela nodded and began to move again.  As she fucked, I undressed
behind her.  She began to use her concentration to speed up faster than
anyone could go.  She was a blur of motion and then suddenly still as she
threw her head back.  Julia's back arched one more time as the mother and
daughter screamed and came together.  Thick jets of hot, white cum sprayed
out around Angela's cock as it spilled out of her mother's overfull pussy.

	It was done.

	Angela stepped back, a look of pure bliss on her face.  Misty told
me converting a woman to a futanari was one of the most pleasurable
feelings she had ever felt.  Angela was definitely feeling it.  She
stumbled back, trying to get clear; she didn't want to be anywhere near
this.  I watched in fascination.  I had undergone this change, but I'd
never seen it happen to another woman.

	Julia's breathing slowed.  She tried to sit upright, but fell back
down.  "Oh, I've never been this satisfied.  No man has ever made me feel
this good.  Why did we wait so long, baby?  I've wanted you since..." she
cut off.

	Her vagina began to turn red and swell.  Just as I did she clawed
at her burning nethers, and held her clit as it swelled, grew, and became
her brand new penis.  As she took her hands away, I marveled at the new
appendage she had grown.  It looked almost exactly like Angela's.

	"***Breathe slowly and calm down.***" I willed as I concentrated on
raising my body temperature.

	"Wh... what happened?  I feel so hot...  This can't be happening."
She muttered.

	I gently moved her legs back together, and then straddled her,
rubbing the wetness of my pussy along the length of her new cock.  She
pushed her hips up a bit, involuntarily.  As I rocked back and forth, she
whimpered.

	"Does this feel real to you?"  I asked.

	"Oh... yesssssss..." she hissed.

	I squeezed her tits gently.  I was right, they were implants.  Not
for long, though.  She moaned and bucked against me again.  I reached down
and grabbed her new penis, aligned it with my opening, and sat down slowly.
Her eyes, half shut in denial, shot open.  Her mouth became an "O" of
surprise.

	"***Let me make you feel good.***" I willed.

	I began to rock my hips back and forth.  I fucked her slowly,
grinding my pelvis against hers.  When it seemed that she was enjoying it,
I slowed down.  When her breathing became relaxed, I sped up.  I teased her
and edged her with my pussy, sometimes clamping with my kegels rhythmically
to jack her off from inside.  She actually began to drool a bit.  I
squeezed her nipples and she moaned again, loudly.  She was getting close.

	Now, for the last gambit.  I stopped.  She looked up at me in
confusion.

	"Do you know why your daughter called me `Mistress Kelly'?" I
whispered?

	"Wha..." she fumbled as she was brought out of her sexual haze.
"N... no... some kind of BDSM thing?"

	"Almost."  I said with a smile.  "Angela, Misty, show her."

	Julia's head turned, and she looked across the room where Misty and
Angela were naked and in each other's arms.  Their tongues exploring each
other's mouths, their hands roaming over each other in a passionate
embrace.  They parted, slowly, and smiled wickedly.  Their mouths opened
and their fangs grew from the normal human canine size to the deadly, sharp
point of a vampire.  Misty took Angela's arm and slowly, so that Julia
could see, bit into Angela's wrist.  Angela's head lolled in ecstasy.
Misty made a few loud slurping noises, and then pulled off, showing her
mouth covered in Angela's blood.

	During this encounter, Julia's cock twitched inside me, but she
remained frozen in shock.  She slowly turned her face to mine and as her
eyes found my eyes I, too, extended my fangs.  I reached up and gently
caressed her face, then gently leaned down towards her ear.

	"I can offer you want you want, Julia.  You are a beautiful and
powerful woman, but I see you have already started to fight aging.  All of
your money is worthless when death comes for you.  But I can give you
eternal life.  You can live forever, like your daughter.  You can fuck her
every night, and have power beyond your wildest dreams." I whispered these
sweet promises into her ear as Misty and Angela came and knelt beside the
couch.

	"Say yes, Mommy.  I want you to live forever with me.  I want to
taste you every night, and fill you with my cum.  I want to be your sweet
baby fuckdoll forever and ever." Angela whispered.

	"Your daughter's blood tastes so sweet.  I gave her eternal life.
Mistress Kelly can give it to you.  It feels so good to love someone enough
to make them live forever." Misty whispered, and then kissed Angela on the
cheek.

	"Join us.  Together we will rule the night and take this city as
our plaything.  All you need to do is say `take me, Mistress Kelly' and I
will make you mine." I finished with a long, slow kiss on her lips.

	Julia paused.  Clearly she was overwhelmed.  After what seemed like
an eternity, she said "You'll kill me if I say no, won't you?"

	I laughed.  "I knew you were very perceptive.  You are going to be
a powerful ally.  Yes, Julia, if you say no, then I will give you the best
night of your life, and then you will die.  I won't take you against your
will because I need you.  We need you."

	"Please, Mommy..." Angela pleaded.

	Julia paused again.  She was deciding.

	"Alright."  She said.

	"Alright... what?" I teased her.

	"Please... take me Mistress Kelly.  Give me eternal life." She said
loudly and confidently.  I kissed her again, pushing my tongue into her
mouth.  I began to grind her again, and she moaned into me.  I sat up.

	"***Then, come for me, my new beautiful thrall.  Come for your
Mistress.  Come as hard as you can in my pussy.  Come now.***" I willed
with all my strength as I ground harder and harder on her cock.

	"Oh, FUCK!" She shouted.  I felt my insides filled with warmth as
she coated my womb with her cum.  I came with her, moaning as I felt her
semen drip out onto our thighs as I milked her cock.  As I came down, I
gently pushed her head aside, and kissed her neck.  She shuddered both in
pleasure and fear.  I gently touched my fangs to her neck and she shuddered
again.  Then I slowly bit in, piercing her neck and tasting her blood.
Just as with Misty, it was more delicious than ordinary human blood.  It
had a vitality to it regular blood lacked, and an aftertaste that made my
cock throb.

	Misty and Angela joined in on cue.  I felt Misty's hair graze my
ass as she bit into Julia's thigh.  Angela lightly kissed her mother's
wrist and then bit into it. As they did, I felt Julia's cock, softening
after her orgasm, go hard and pulse.  She came again instantly, shooting
another load inside me that made me moan into her neck.

	I drank her slowly.  Misty and Angela, not as patient, gulped
greedily and drained her faster than I hoped.  Soon, Julia's cock flagged,
her heart slowed, and her breathing became ragged.  I struggled hard to
pull myself away from her neck.  I wanted to continue, to drain her all the
way to her heart's blood, but I had to do something.  I bit my wrist, and
put it in her mouth.  Before I could will her, she grabbed my wrist with
her other hand and drank my flowing blood.  I leaned back in and lapped at
her bleeding neck.  As we drank each other, I felt her cock begin to rise
inside me as her newly grown fangs bit into me.  I pulled off and moaned as
the bite marks in her neck healed.  Misty and Angela stood up and began
making out with the last remnants of Julia's mortal blood, swapping it back
and forth.  I shook off the pleasure of the bite and managed to get Julia's
teeth out of my wrist.  Then I leaned down and kissed her.  My tongue
danced around her fangs, as hers did mine.
	I broke off the kiss. "Welcome, my sweet." I said as I stroked the
side of her face.  "***You will call me Mistress when addressing me,*** but
you will not be my slave.  You will be my lover, my ally, and my business
partner.  Together, we will rule this city.  Does that please you?"

	She smiled a wicked smile that showed off her fangs.  "Yes,
Mistress." she whispered.  "That makes me rock hard."

	She was right.  It did.  I sat back down on her.

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