Victorian America - chapter 14

For the third time this evening, the Countess lips are on my wrist and despite the ongoing orgasms, I'm starting to feel seriously light headed. I try to push her away but my hand is too heavy. She realizes my distress.

"My dear angel, I'm so sorry I shouldn't be so greedy but you must understand that you taste absolutely amazing! It's been so long since I had such a pure unaltered blood."

"Hum no worries... my pleasure..." I moan.

"Such a sweet angel," she says caressing my cheek. "Come on Igor we don't have all night."

She walks away from the table I'm strapped to and back to the monitors to which the electrodes on my front are connected. She nods looking at the screens, she smiles at me, goes back to the screens. I faint for a while.

When I come back she's on another machine entering data. I manage to turn the head away and get a large view of the laboratory of the Countess. Honestly, it's not what I expected, I don't know what I had expected exactly, maybe something a bit more Hammer Horror style with maybe a couple of large test tubes with the green smoking slime in them and a large switch, with the instructions: After use, please scream "it's alive", twice and laugh madly. But no, the actual laboratory of the Countess is a pretty boring one. White walls, white ceilings, white floors, white lab coats and a lot of machines whose purpose I don't understand.

What is that noise? I turn the head again, it's Lady Vanessa; she's sitting at a desk checking the recordings of my earlier conversation with the Countess.

"... the president is Barack Obama, the first African American to reach..."

I hate hearing my voice. I sound so different, I don't like that.

Igor's wife is cleaning a weird instrument. It looks like a dildo, a large metallic dildo... Did they put that inside me? I don't remember them putting that inside me. I do feel a bit strange down there... I would have loved if Megan had put that inside me. I don't know where Megan is, I'd love to have Megan here. She could hold my hand and I could hold hers. The Countess asked her to leave us after she accompanied me to the lab; I would have preferred to have her here with me, I feel lonely and dizzy too. I faint again.

I then wake up inside an enormous machine, at first I panic but soon the soothing voice of the Countess tells me to calm down, not to move that it will soon be finished. Before fainting again, I think I overhear the Countess saying something like.

"Once we're finished with this test, I'm pretty much done with her; I think I have the data necessary to reproduce the experiment, we'll keep her around until then but afterwards, she's all yours Vanessa."

Have I outlived my usefulness?