Jessica's New Home

The sisters wake the next night as the sun sets, parched. The girl that they fed from the night before is sleeping between, the sisters snuggled close against her for body warmth. Jenna is spooning the girl, one arm reaching around and cupping her breast. Jessica is on the other side, her legs intertwined with the girl. Jessica and Jenna exchange knowing smiles, and strike. Jenna sinks her fangs into the sleeping girl's neck, as Jessica bites into the crook of the girl's elbow. The girl wakes up and let's out a small cry, but Jenna pushes her back to the mattress. The sisters feed together for several minutes, before releasing the girl and licking her wounds closed. Jenna and Jessica kiss. "I love you, Jessica" Jenna says dreamily.

There is a knock at the door. "Come in" Jessica says, wiping the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Good evening, Mistresses" Vanessa says.

"Hello, Vanessa!" Jenna says warmly, as she stretches on the bed, cocking her head and smiling at the human servant.

"Mistresses, I'd like to give you a tour of your new home" Vanessa says, beckoning out of the door. The sisters find silk robes folded neatly on the foot of their bed, and dress. They follow Vanessa out of the room. Jessica looks over her shoulder at the **** girl on the bed. "Don't worry, Mistress Jessica, the thralls will remove all traces of your meal."

Vanessa lead the girl through the mansion. It is richly decorated with tasteful paintings and tapestries. Jessica looks closely at a few, their great beauty occluding the sinister scenes within. They enter several bedrooms in varying states of refurnishing. On the first floor, they visit various parlors and dining rooms. Vanessa shows them the massive kitchen, which has been stocked with meats and produce. Vanessa notices the puzzled look on Jenna's face.

"For the blood slaves, Mistress" she says dispassionately. Jenna nods, while Jessica frowns. I'm a hypocrite Jessica laments to herself. I delight in the results of this system: fresh human blood on tap, but deride the methods that keep me supplied with that blood. She pledges to herself run this household more humanely than Elizabeth, but can't bring herself to reject the system outright.

The centerpiece of the house is a massive ballroom. At the head of the room is a raised platform with two throne like chairs. Lush sofas and divans are spread throughout the room. Jessica notices the same wall fixtures, chains and shackles she noticed in her bedroom ringing the room. "For your parties, Mistresses" Vanessa says matter of factly. Jenna grins widely, cheered by the possibilities. Jessica is more restrained in her outward reaction. The thought of blood orgies is as arousing to her as to her sister, but she doesn't display it.

Vanessa leads the sisters into the basement and flicks on the lights. Jessica gasps, shocked to see the basic setup of Elizabeth's dungeon recreated here. A long corridor is lined with barred cells. Some are quite spartan, while others quite plush.

"Mistresses, I apologize that your stocks are empty" Vanessa says. "I regret to report that the only blood **** currently in the household is the one that you fed from earlier."

"Let's fill it up!" Jenna squeals.

Jessica opens her mouth, about to object, but stops. It's twisted, but I'd rather have Jenna feed here, under a controlled environment, than hunt out in the wild when she has a craving. Deep down Jessica knows that is only half the story-the idea of filling the basement with warm meals, so that she can effortlessly feed whenever she wants, holds great appeal to her. Jessica has become a master of compartmentalization.

"Vanessa, how do you suggest that we begin stocking our reserves?" Elizabeth asks, trying to keep her voice neutral. She can feel the excitement growing in Jenna.

"Mistress Jessica, procuring sufficient quantities of humans would be difficult for the thralls given our current under-staffing" Vanessa explains. "I would have preferred to have been able to meet your every need and desire, but in this situation I think you and your sister will need to hunt. Your powers of persuasion over humans are far more effective than the thralls' limited means."

That makes sense, Jessica thinks, but worries about taking Jenna back out on a hunt so soon.

"Our agents have identified a brothel not far from here with a few dozen young women" Vanessa suggests. "Completely off the books, ripe for harvesting."

Jenna is grinning ear to ear. "Can we, Jessica?"