Jessica gives herself to Elizabeth

Jessica moans as Elizabeth massages her private most region. Elizabeth bends down, taking Jessica's nipple into her mouth. She bites lightly, drawing a drop of blood. Jessica gasps.

"Jessica, my dear, I'm so glad that you've chosen to embrace yourself" Elizabeth says.

"You must have questions, child" Elizabeth says, as she affectionately kisses Jessica's jawline, her ear, her neck, her collarbones, her breasts."

"Who are you?" Jessica asks tentatively.

"My name is Báthory Erzsébet__, but you can still call me Elizabeth. Or Mother. I was born a Hungarian noblewoman in 1560. My status afforded me opportunities few women...or men...of my time had. I devoted myself to study, becoming quite learned in all matters secular, religious, and occult." Elizabeth pulls one of Jessica's legs up, pulling her into a scissor position. The two vampiresses rub their sexes together as Jessica pants.

"In particular, I became adept in the blood magic of the old ones. Human blood is a vessel for untold mystical power. I had to drain thousands of my subjects to perfect my ....method...and transform into a goddess. My blood is now ambrosia on earth, a gift I share with the worthy...a gift I shared with you."

Jessica shudders under Elizabeth's grinding, and Elizabeth kisses her breasts again. Jessica feels the sensations build, he fangs elongating reflexively. Jessica's mouth forms an "o", her head thrown back, her eyes closed. "Come for me, my child" Elizabeth coos as she quickens her pace.

Jessica explodes, her climax washing over her in waves. Elizabeth lands delicate kisses on Jessica's face, as she comes down from her climax. As she comes down, she regains her composure. "Don't you have any guilt for murdering so many innocent people?" Jessica says dreamily. She meant to say it more forcefully, but she is still in the afterglow of climax.

"'Guilt' and 'innocence' are words that have no meaning to me. Mortal concepts like 'shame', 'pity', 'guilt', and 'mercy' are human concepts with no relevance for goddesses. I feel no more guilt over draining a human than you did swatting a fly as a human" Elizabeth says confidently. "Jessica, we are the only beings on this planet who are truly free."

Unexpectedly, this begins to make a strange sense to Jessica. Is it good or bad when a lion tears apart a gazelle? Jessica wonders. No...it just is.

"We are bound by the only true moral order on this planet, Jessica - predator and prey." Elizabeth says proudly. Jessica's earlier reservations have melted away, and she begins to enjoy the thought of being the apex predator. "We revel in the thrill of the kill, because it is our nature, like it is the mortals nature to nourish us."

Elizabeth casually strokes Jessica's stomach and breasts, her arms wrapped around her.

"Jessica how did you like your kill?"

Jessica admits to herself that it was the best time she's ever had. "I loved it, Elizabeth." Jessica answers, lying by ommission. She feels guilt over the kill, and worries that she will be unable to resist the lure of fresh human blood.

"Come Jessica, let's get you cleaned up and to bed. It is almost sunrise." Elizabeth grins: "Tomorrow I will take you on your first hunt!"

Jessica smiles in anticipation.