Tasha with Leather Pants

Tasha bursts through the door.

“Got you some clothes. I had to kill a demon to get them.”

Tasha throws a pair of leather pants and a halter top to Elise.

Elise smiles. “Perfect. I’m already starting to feel better.”

Elise shimmies into the pants and slides on the halter top. She looks to you for direction.

“Elise, we should try to find Cassandra.”

“Of course.”

She manages to sound cool and confident.

“Why don’t we start on this floor.”

Tasha gives you a look. “Good idea. Elise and me will take point.”

Elise and Tasha enter the floor getting ahead of you. With your enhanced senses you can hear every word they say.

Tasha leans in and whispers. “We need to be careful Elise, she got bitten by a vampire. Should we just stake her?”

“We took an oath Tasha. No killing people, it stains the soul. Of course we could just take her cross off and let her grow fangs. Then we could kill her.”

You smell Tasha’s arousal at the thought of you with fangs.

“That’s cold, Elise.“

“Toughen up, Tasha. This is a war. You rip it off I’ll be ready for her.”

“Ok. You take the stake.”

Tasha and Elise allow you to catch up. Elise gives you a sly wink. Tasha slips in behind you and rips off the cross you were wearing.

You gasp. Your heart flutters and stops as darkness rushes in. A few moments later you open you eyes. You feel amazing.

In front of you Elise has a wooden stake.

You snicker. “You’ve got wood, Elise”

From behind you you hear Tasha. “Stake her already Elise!”

Elise laughs. “Why would I want to do that?”

You turn to face Tasha. She avoids your gaze.

Elise begins to massage your shoulders. “Tasha, Tasha...tsk, tsk. You murdered a human and now you can’t even meet her gaze.”

“Tasha, don’t you want to see me with fangs.”

She glances up. It is enough. You look her in the eyes and obliterate her defenses. Unlike Elise, she manages to keep a bit of her core personality defended.

“Tasha you are madly in love with me.”

She smiles beatifically.

“You are attracted to Elise and consider her your mentor.”

She accepts that statement instantly without resistance. Likely it is just reinforcing what is already there.

“Come.”

She steps toward you. You tilt her head. The ambrosia beneath her skin smells wonderful. Your fangs lengthen. Elise grins wickedly. You sink them into Tasha’s flesh, finding a vein. Her blood tastes of hyacinths and jasmine. You savor it.

Tasha falls to her knees. You withdraw and run a clawed finger across your wrist. Dark blood oozes out. Elise licks her lips. You hold it to Tasha’s mouth. She weakly attempts to push it away before suckling upon it. You pull it back. Flesh and darkness sew the wound closed as you watch.

Tasha simply sits on her knees, stunned, as Elise bares her neck. You kiss her neck, letting her anticipation build. As you sink your fangs in she orgasms. Despite having nearly your fill with Tasha you drink deeply of her essence.

You release her and let her taste your wrist. Tasha looks the other way. You sense Elise has had enough and pull your wrist away.

She looks up at you smiling. “Thank you so much, Mistress. I pledge my life to you. I will be the perfect thrall!”

Tasha looks up.

“Come Tasha, I wish to taste your lips.”

Tasha stands. You pull her into a kiss. She returns it passionately. You slip a cold finger into her steaming sex. She moans.

You look to Elise. “Come Elise, join us.”

Elise doesn’t need any urging. She is on you, kissing your belly, massaging your inner thigh.

You slip off your pants and your thralls take turns licking your sex, then kissing each other with your juices on their lips. You soon cum.

You wonder what to do next. You could try to track down Cassandra. Although, you are quite happy with the thralls you have.