Jessica embraces immortality

Jessica begins to rationalize her choice to herself. She doesn't want to harm this innocent girl, but what choice does she have? This girl will likely die regardless of what she does, so why not save herself?

Being in such close proximity to a beating heart is making Jessica lightheaded. The scent of the girl's fear is intoxicating. Jessica feels the bloodlust rise as her fangs descend from her upper jaw.

Any pity or hesitation Jessica had is quickly drowned out by the rising thirst in her gut. The girl gets off the bed and backs into the corner of the cell.

"Please don't hurt me. I have a husband! Please, I beg you."

The girl's panic is a delightful seasoning, and Jessica moves towards the helpless waif. She grabs the girl by the wrist and draws her close. One hand pulls the back of her hair, pulling her head to the side exposing her neck. The other holds her shoulder.

Jessica strikes, plunging her canines into the victim's neck. The girl gasps. Hot blood splashes Jessica's tongue and throat. She moves her hand from the girl's shoulder to her ass, and bites harder. The girl cries out in pain.

Unlike her first feeding, this time Jessica paces herself, savoring the exquisite nectar. The girl goes limp in her hands-still alive, but barely. Jessica lays her on the bed and spreads her legs. She strikes again, burying her fangs in the girls smooth thigh. She ruptures the artery, and the girl bleeds out into Jessica's mouth.

Jessica lies down next to the dead girl, overcome with a feeling of power and contentment. Her whole body feels electric. She closes her eyes and smiles, savoring the last drops of blood on her fingers.

Jessica doesn't remember why she fought this. The feeding, the ecstasy of the kill, she's never felt anything remotely as pleasurable.

Having gorged herself on two humans, Jessica falls asleep, dreaming of more blood.

After an unknown amount of time, Jessica can hear heels clicking down the hallway. Is this Elizabeth, come to finally end this? Jessica wonders.

She looks up to see a pale vampiress she has never seen before. The vampiress is about 5'5", and wears a tight leather bodysuit. Her hair is raven black, and she is fairly curvy.

The vampiress opens the cell and enters. "I'm so happy to see that you've fed, Jessica" the vampiress says slowly as if she were addressing a child. "Your skin is positively radiant!"

Jessica says nothing, looking at the open bars. Can I run for it? Jessica wonders...

"Don't be silly, Jessica, where would you go? We can teach you how to control yourself. You'd be a butcher on your own" the vampiress laughs.

Jessica frowns, but has to admit to herself that the vampiress is likely right.

"How rude! I haven't introduced myself! My name is Jade" the vampiress says, extending a hand to Jessica. Jessica reluctantly takes the hand. "I've been Elizabeth's daughter for forty years now. Come on now, Jessica, Elizabeth would like to see you in her private bath."

Jessica, curious, follows Jade through the maze-like house. They arrive at a heavy, dark wooden door. Jade knocks, and pushes the heavy door open. She gives Jessica a curt shove in the small of her back, pushing her into the room. Jade exits, closing the door behind her.

Despite everything Jessica has now experienced, she is wholly unprepared for the sight that greets her...