A new Bride for Dracula. Why not a submissive one this time?

As soon as the sun had set, and darkness had settled over Gotham, the castle reappeared in the city. It appeared at the exact same point it had disappeared at sunrise.

"Master... What will we do now?" Zatanna asked. The sorceress and Talia had gathered with Dracula in his throne room to discuss how they would proceed. With the loss of Vicky and most of the Gargoyles, the Dark Master's fighting power had diminished dramatically.

"I'm going to see how he operates further. So far, he's been doing very well. Amazing how well he controls his pack." Said Dracula and thoughtfully rubbed his chin. "She thought he was different."

"Who said that?" Talia asked.

"The Amazon Princess." he answered thoughtfully.

"You mean Wonder Woman?" Zatanna asked. "That cheap whore is only interested in keeping her toys alive," laughed Zatanna amused and caught a devastating look from Dracula. "Did I say something wrong, Master?"

"You may have guessed the cause, but if you ever insult the daughter of an old friend and confidante again, I will make an example of you." He growled and then continued more calmly. "What is the relationship between the princess and the wolf?"

It took Zatanna a little effort to swallow her anger, but she nodded submissively. "I'm not aware of anything going on between them, but I know most women in the league have the hots for him."

Dracula looked at Talia who nodded in agreement and then continued to rub her chin. "Are you telling me that the princess is going to be a problem?"

Both women nodded, and Talia said warning. " Her abilities are absolutely superhuman. She is almost as powerful as Superman. Rumor has it she's not just a simple Amazon, but the daughter of a god. May I ask you a question, my lord?"

"Ask all you want."

"If you hold the Queen of the Amazons in such high esteem... ...why have you never turned her and made her your bride?"

"A very simple answer. Because she is under the protection of the gods. Besides, the people needed her guidance." He said quietly. "That's why I won't change the princess. ...even though it would please me to get even with Zeus." He grinned broadly.

" Transform her? Why would you want that?" they both asked thoughtfully.

"I need a replacement for Vicky. I've always been surrounded by three brides. I will choose a new bride. And as soon as we're finished with this battle, I'm going to find Mina. But right now, we need to worry about tonight. Talia. I sense a close connection between the Wolf King and those two strange female wolves. I wish you to break this bond."

"As you command, my lord. Does this mean that this time I'm to intervene directly in battle?"

Dracula nodded and then looked at Zatanna. "You, on the other hand, will finish the task you started yesterday. This shaman of the pack."

"I was about to tear the skin from her flesh yesterday, she was just lucky," Zatanna laughed, but Dracula looked at her.

"She got away from you because you played with her. I expect her head and all that WITHOUT toying with her."

"Master, of course. I will make short work of it. But when Talia and I are gone... who will protect the castle?" she asked calmly. "we don't know if the Kryptonians will intervene again or if the league will help!"

"Don't worry about the castle. You're young and can't understand how powerful my home is." He was just about to continue speaking when he turned his head and apparently listened to a voice. "I think my bride will arrive tonight. Get ready now!"

Shortly after that Dracula stood again on the balcony in front of his bedroom and looked at the city. The werewolves were not yet present, but he could feel them. Soon the battle would go on and Dracula was sure that his enemy would bring up much stronger guns today. After he had lost more than half of his soldiers yesterday, he would certainly lead his strongest warriors into battle today. He was sure of that. The only question was whether he himself would intervene or not. But an intuition told him that this night would not be the night he would intervene. His visions showed him clearly that this war would only end tomorrow. But while he was in thought he heard a strange hissing in the air. He opened his eyes and looked at two glowing lights that hung in the air directly in front of him. A wave was enough to keep Talia and Zatanna away. Then the lights went out and he could see one of the flying machines that people called airplanes. However, even he, a layman, could see that this device was very special. It was almost shaped like an arrow and completely silver. At the top he could see a pane of glass that slowly became transparent and behind which he could now see several seats, all of which were empty. Only one of them was occupied by someone. A blond beauty in a black leather jacket.

"So, your asshole! I'm here to make sure you motherfucker won't do any more damage!" she grinned, and her voice roared over the loudspeakers far over the city. Dracula frowned as two hatches opened under the wings of the unit and several tubular rods were extended. Then these tubes spat fire and flew straight at him.

Talia laughed amused as the Javelin of the JLA fired his entire arsenal at Dracula. She didn't seem the least bit worried about her master. Mortal weapons like these were not capable of hurting her master in the slightest. However, she found it amusing how well these little planes were armed. She counted 20 Hellfire missiles alone, saw 2 Gatling Guns and a rail gun, which were probably used against heavy tanks. The whole fireworks only lasted a few seconds, but it would have been enough to clean up a street block or bring Superman to his knees for at least a few seconds. To be honest, she wasn't interested in the firepower of the jet but rather in the announced defensive power of the castle.

When the smoke and fire cleared, she could see to her delight that Dracula was standing on the balcony completely unharmed. While the balcony and the surrounding wall were heavily damaged, Dracula had not a scratch. Amused, she watched as he slowly wiped dust from his left shoulder with his right hand as a sign of his contempt.

Stunned, Black Canary looked at the picture in front of her. This bombardment would have taken Superman through a dozen buildings and yet this monster stood there completely unmoved and just looked at her. She was still holding down the fire button, but the plane's magazines were empty. Now all she had left was hand-to-hand combat. If conventional weapons wouldn't work against him then maybe her scream. It bothered her that this man looked at her just like that...

It was time she confronted him directly. She activated the autopilot and opened the hatch to jump directly to him on the balcony. Even now he just stood there, unmoved, and kept looking at her. Something about those eyes suddenly irritated her.

"Follow" he finally said and without his legs moving he just floated backwards into his rooms. The doors opened as if by magic and slowly he flew through them.

Without thinking about it, her feet moved, and she just went after him. Further down, Talia and Zatanna grinned at each other, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Soon there would be three brides again and the irony that Black Canary of all people would become the new voice of Dracula was extremely amusing.

When she followed him into the bedroom Dinah smiled at him. She had him now exactly where she wanted him. Now no one would come to his rescue. All she had to do now was to overwhelm him with her scream. She opened her mouth and breathed.

"Master!"

The word came over her lips completely naturally and it sounded so completely natural. Suddenly she realized that she was not here to destroy Dracula, but to serve her lord and master. She slowly sank to her knees and started to open his trousers.

She looked up at him after she had freed his thick cock from his pants and grabbed it with both hands to jerk him off hard. "Does my master want me to blow his wonderful majestic cock?" she asked submissively. It was a wonderful feeling to not have to be the strong woman anymore. In the presence of her master she was nothing more than a toy, a slave and this feeling was overwhelming. Finally, she had recognized her place in the world. When her lips closed around his cock and she started blowing him with an unprecedented satisfaction she had completely surrendered to her new place. It was now time for her to give her lord and master what he longed for.

Dracula gently stroked her hair while he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. She was amazingly good at it, as all his wives were, and it wasn't long before he began to enjoy her caresses. After a few minutes he took a step back and took his cock away from her. Confused and dazed Dinah looked up at him and stared again directly into his infinitely deep eyes.

"Does my master now wish to use his submissive slave?" she asked when she understood that it was time for her master to take her. Without waiting for an answer, she took off her jacket and started to undress completely. When she was completely naked she lay down on the bed and spread her legs.

"Master. It's time to kill your willing slave girl so she will serve you forever."

Dracula stepped up to his newest bride and while he rammed his tail without pity into his newest bride his fangs bored deep into her throat.

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