Sitting

“What the fuck, mom! Liza’s mine.”

You laugh an evil inhuman laugh. “Hardly. Who do you belong to Liza?”

“I belong to you, Mistress.”

“Liza!”

“Renna, you have no idea what your mother has become. You should be grateful to even be in her presence .”

“You fucking bitch.”

“Such a foul mouth. I think perhaps you need to another place to live.”

You wonder if your desire to see Renna leave is some fading form of maternal instinct. Indeed, if she stays you can easily visualize ripping out her throat and feasting on her blood.

You head out to your car.

You look back. “Come Liza.”

She scampers after you obediently.

You drive into to at a hundred miles an hour, almost hoping you’ll get pulled over. Alas, you make it to work in no time flat, eager to begin your career as a lawyer.

Vespa is waiting for you on the twelfth floor.

She grins showing bright white fangs. “I see you’ve found a thrall, Wendy.”

Liza blushes.

“Yes, she is quite enamored with her new role.”

“She looks quite...useful. I have a law library set up for you to read.”

She brings you to a room full of books.

“With that brilliant mind of yours it shouldn’t take you long.”

The room looks daunting, but Vespa’s confidence in you makes you grin.

“I’ll get right on it, Mistress.”

You dive into the first book. You were always a good speed reader, but now it’s like you are doing speed reading on speed. You finish the first book in three minutes flat. You close your eyes and you can visualize the whole content of the book. You start anther.

You plow through a dozen books before feeling a bit bored.

“Liza, come in here.”

Liza scampers in.

“Lick.” You spread your legs so she knows exactly what to do.

She dives in. You cum while reading contract law.

“Keep going.”

She resumes licking. You spend the next five hours reading through the library and climaxing. You are tempted to finish up when Vespa pokes her head in.

“You must be parched, Wendy, come I’ve ordered take out.”

As she says it you realize just how thirsty you are. Liza looks exhausted.

“Relax Liza. I’ll be going with Vespa for a bite.”

You follow her into the break room where a pair of young delivery boys are tied up and gagged. You look to Vespa.

“May I?”

She nods. You cross the room in an eye blink, sinking your fangs into his neck. The taste is exquisite. You never want to stop doing this. You drain him dry.

Vespa looks at you. “My you were thirsty.”