A timely visit from a friend

Dec 27th. You woke up in the morning.

You were lying in bed on the second floor of Night Crawler's Bar, with Fran on your left side and Olivia on your right. The crazy memories of last night came back to your mind and you could still feel the girls' warmth around your dick. But you shouldn't wake up during daytime. Something must've happened.

You heard the front door downstairs was being opened. Fran and Olivia were woken up by that small noise, too, and they angrily hissed. Who are they? You wondered, but soon you realized that you recognized the smell of one of them. One of many perks of being a vampire, huh, you smiled and turned to the girls.

"It's the sergeant. Come on, there will be more fun!"

Melissa Ashton was at her late 20s when she was promoted to Sergeant of the Owl city police department early this year. She was on duty today and things were already looking bad. There was another animal attack case and some disturbing evidences have been collected near the victim from the scene. There were several reports of strange noises coming from the bar on the far end of the town. And she just had an argument with her father yesterday. All these things were making her a little bit edgy recently.

Can't contact James, and Dad is not gonna like to talk, so... Melissa irritably scratched her short, silver-gray hair, drank a sip of coffee to ease the tension, and decided to check on the bar first.

Melissa and two rookie police officers under her command, Jack and Ernest, arrived at the Night Crawler's Bar at around 10 in a police car. The front door of the bar was opened but it was unusually quiet. She didn't like this one bit.

The three polices stepped inside the bar carefully. The tables and chairs were all in their places. No signs of fights, not anything or anyone. However, the smell in the air was strange. Stale, metallic, and a little bit sweet. She couldn't tell what that was and that made her very uncomfortable.

"Ma'am, should I go check upstairs?" Ernest asked.

"Just be careful." Melissa nodded, "Jack, you go check the back door. I'll go check the lounge."

And so they split up. Melissa cautiously pushed open the door to the lounge and noticed that someone was lying on the floor, facing down. From the look in the dim light, it was an old man. By instinct she walked up to him to check if he was alright.

"Hey, mister? Are you alright?" She flipped him around and, when she looked at his face, she was shocked, "Dad?"

"Mel?" The old man, Ian, muttered.

"What are you doing here? What happened?" It was at this moment that Melissa saw the blood on her dad's shirt. Before she could ask about that, Ian opened his red eyes and she was almost captivated by them instantly.

"I came here to drink after our argument..." Ian grabbed her arm and looked at her hungrily, "And I need to drink more!"

Melissa didn't expect this and she was pinned on the floor by the thirsty vampire. Her terrified scream was interrupted when her breast was penetrated by her father's fangs. She tried to resist, but neither her hands nor legs responded. When Ian lustfully rubbed her other breast and, she totally lost the will to fight. She rolled her eyes back with a blissful smile and started to enjoy the pleasure.

"That's enough" You came in the lounge and stopped Ian from doing what he was going to do, "Leave us."

"Yes..." Ian was commanded by Olivia to obey you as if you were his master. He released his daughter, bowed to you and left the room.

"James...?" Melissa was lying half-naked on the floor and she still couldn't move.

"Hello, sergeant." You smiled and revealed your fangs when you unzipped your trousers.

You tore Melissa's trousers off and climbed on top of her. When you **** your erected manhood into her tight vagina, you exhaled satisfyingly. You gently licked the blood on her breast, which helped the wounds heal up. Tears slowly rolled down from her eyes when she was unwillingly thrust by someone she used to call a friend, right after being violated by her twisted father.

"Sergeant!" Jack heard Melissa's scream and he quickly ran back inside.

When he found Melissa being ravaged by you, he pulled out his gun and was about to shoot. However, he was ambushed by Fran and Tracy, who have been hiding behind the door. Tracy knocked the pistol off his hand bit on his wrist, while Fran locked her mouth on his neck. Jack didn't put up much fight and collapsed in the girls' arms.

You weren't even bothered by the officer's intrusion as you focused too much on Melissa. You had never dreamed of doing this police sergeant a few years older than you. But when you became a vampire, you felt free, unshackled by so-called rules and you could fuck anyone you like. Blood was the currency, and it had the same, equal value in every human. You smiled as you tore Melissa's throat and drank from her.

The moment Ernest stepped on the second floor, a pair of red eyes seeped into his soul and he couldn't control his body anymore after a terrified scream. He heard the sergeant screaming, but he couldn't answer.

An hour or so later, Melissa, Jack and Ernest were brought into this dark room, where all the curtains were pulled down. Olivia was sitting by the bed, looking at them with a dangerous smile. You closed the door behind them. Since Fran was still having fun with Tracy downstairs, there were only the five of you in the room.

"Who... Who are you?" Ernest was surprised that suddenly he was able to speak. Actually, he seemed to be the only one here who still had some kind of consciousness. Melissa and Jack, though haven't drunk the vampire blood yet, have already been ravaged by the vampires over the last hour. They were delirious and staring blankly at the floor.

"I'm Olivia. The new mistress of this bar, and of you." Olivia looked at him curiously, "So tell me, what brings cops like you to my bar?"

"I'm not... We have received several reports of strange noises coming from the bar, so we came to investigate." After a short pause, Ernest just told her everything without further hesitation. He realized that he couldn't even keep his mouth shut when asked by the lady. Why am I acting like this? He wondered in fear.

"Strange noises? Ha. We were having all kinds of fun in the bar last night! Of course there were noises!" Olivia shook her head disappointedly, "Humans just don't know how to enjoy the pleasure of life. They shackle themselves with morality, that created by themselves. Why can't I love a man when I'm already married to another? That's ridiculous! I love my husband and James equally!"

You smiled at Olivia when she looked at you. Ernest tried to break free all this time, but still failed. Olivia saw struggle in his eyes and she smiled.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You don't need to hear all this. Let's get to the business." Olivia walked towards the three, and stopped in front of Melissa, "Your police car is still out there, right?"

"Yes, Mistress." Melissa answered mechanically. Olivia was pleased to see that your sweet juice was still dripping down her intimacy.

"Ma'am?" Ernest was shocked to see that his superior replied in such an obedient manner.

"Good."

Olivia gave you a nod, and you immediately bit your wrist and made Melissa drink your blood. This was the first time you were about to create a fledgling and it felt extremely good. You could feel the bond being established between your minds, and you had absolute control of her. You withdrew when you believed it was enough.

"Jack will drive you back to the police department. You should complete your transformation there, and then you will prepare the department for us." Olivia continued, "I don't want any resistance from the police tonight.

"Yes, Mistress." The light was completely gone in Melissa's eyes as she licked the remaining blood around her mouth.

"I should go with them, Mistress." You couldn't help but come up with a better idea, "I could hide in the trunk."

"Are you sure? It's dangerous. If the trunk opens along the way, you will perish in sunlight." Olivia looked at you worriedly. You could tell that she really didn't want to lose you. But she didn't want to forcibly stop you, either.

"I'll be fine." You walked towards her and kissed her forehead. Olivia blushed, and she nodded with a smile.

You left the room with Melissa and Jack shortly afterward.

"And all this talk is making me thirsty." Olive went back to the bed and crooked her finger at Ernest, and he involuntarily walked towards her.

"Why am I... What did you do to me!?" Ernest watched himself gently sat by Olivia on the bed. When her fingers ran across his cheek, his neck and all the way down to his erecting manhood, he felt cold as well as an irresistible sensation of pleasure.

"Nothing, compare to what I'm going to do to you." Olivia approached him and gave him a kiss. So young, so energetic, she smiled, "I always love to drink something after I wake up in the morning."

This is amazing, Ernest thought as he completely lost his mind after the kiss. He jumped up from the bed and undressed himself in front of his new mistress. By the time his huge dick was revealed to the lady, Olivia threw away her dresses, too.

Ernest leaned towards Olivia and licked her throat, her neck and her breast, while she was taking off the bras and briefs. She arched backwards, supporting her body with her hands holding strongly on the bed, and closed her eyes to enjoy the young man's lustful treatment.

She could feel that his urge was growing and he needed more. Ernest looked at her with an imploring expression. She would never deny such a wonderful request, so she gently leaned her back on the bed with her legs spread.

Ernest held the thighs of his mistress and drove his manhood right into her tight cunt. As their bodies connected, Olivia started to pant as she enjoyed the pleasure from the huge shaft rushing in and out of her juicy vagina. Her fangs came out in just a minute and her pants became moans, and snarls later. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slamming together, creating a rhythm that was both animalistic and intimate.

Ernest hasn't had such intoxicating experience before. The warmth surrounding his dick was making his thighs and legs shiver. He lost himself in this wonderful sensation. He could feel Olivia's body responding to his every touch with her muscles tensing and relaxing in perfect harmony with his movements. It took less than five minutes for him to come into his mistress and collapse on top of her.

"Such a young and cute boy..." Olivia whispered in his ear before she sunk her fangs in his neck.

Some time later, Ernest's exhausted body was thrown at the door after he had a sip of Olivia's blood. Victor, the former owner of the bar and a faithful servant to his mistress, opened the door and pulled the body out. He respectfully smiled at Olivia before he closed the door.

At around 12:00 p.m., Jack finally drove the police car back the O.P.D. and parked it in the underground garage, with Melissa resting in the passenger seat. He didn't remember what happened to them after they reached the bar. He didn't know why there was such a pain on his neck. He didn't understand why the sergeant was suddenly sick. All he knew was that he needed to come back here.

"We're back, sergeant." Jack stopped the engine and went to check the woman sitting next to him, "Ma'am, are you alright?"

Melissa jumped up with a growl and ferociously pinned him against the back of his seat. Her fangs tore the flesh on his neck and dug deep into the vein. Jack groaned painfully for a second, and the flood of pleasure quickly shrouded all his senses.

A few minutes later Jack was completely drained. Melissa left his bloodless corpse in the driver seat and got off the car. She went to the back of the police car and opened the trunk. You happily stepped out of it and kissed her, licked the warm blood of Jack's around her mouth.

Now, you had to crumbled the police forces in the O.P.D. before dusk. To take control of the station, there were three areas needed to be secure:

The office level. There should be only a few officers left because it was lunch time now.

The canteen on the second floor. It was Sunday today, but there were still a dozen of them on duty having lunch there.

The detention rooms on the basement level. Some officers and suspects might be there. Who would know what you could find there.

"Where should we start, Master?" She looked at you with respect and love.