Vlad takes the Ayane and she loves it.

Ayane was bored. She and her sister Kasumi have come to Zack Island to get away from clan issues and other life problems. Her sister had earned some forgiveness from the Elders, so the death sentence for going against theri wishes and potently exposing the Mugen Tenshin to the outside world had been rescinded, but she still wasn't truly welcome home. But that meant she could spend time with Ayane, and not worry Ayane was got to try to kill her.

"Try again, anyway", thought Ayane a little sheepishly. She'd definitely had issues with her half-sister. A mix of envy and feelings of resentment for her slightly higher status in the clan, as well the greater favor shown her due to being born legitimately, rather than the result of an assault. Hell, she spent a significant part of her childhood unaware Kasumi was her sister. Raised by that back-stabbing bastard Genra, who she still mourned a little as her mentor and surrogate father, her learning of her true parentage had filled her with rage. She was ashamed to say it, but killing Kasumi would once have felt like a necessary way to protect the clan and wash away the stigma of being the clan outcast. But fate had intervened, Kasumi had proven too difficult to kill and merciful enough to her one-time childhood best friend and half-sister to spare her life every time she defeated her. The downfall of Raidou, the Mugen Tenshin clan's nemesis and her biological father, along with the revelation of Genra's duplicitous nature had ended the feud. Plus, this very island had allowed them to reconnect as friends and sisters.

"Even if Zack was only trying to get inside our pants the whole time", Ayane smirked. The wealthy DJ and owner of the Island was in incorrigible flirt and lecher. Evening when dating Niki, he was still trying to charm the other girls. He didn't succeed, but he kept at it.

"And speaking unsuccessful romantic endeavors", thought Ayane as she looked longingly at Kasumi. Kasumi her friend, her sister, the one she wanted more than anything. That had been the second fuel to fires of her rage and resentment, not just that her half-sister and best friend had abandoned the clan seeking revenge on Raidou, but that she had abandoned her. Yes, the revelation of her true parentage had soured their relationship, but Ayane would have worked past that eventually. Kasumi leaving and going rogue had seemingly ruined it all. So, Ayane had sought her filled with misguided hate and outrage Kasumi would throw everything she'd had that Ayane hadn't like it meant nothing.

That dark train of thought was broken by a commotion down at the piers that served New Zack Island's boat traffic. A large expensive looking yacht had docked and a man had disembarked, He wore black swimming trunks, black beach shoes and an expensive looking pair of mirrored sunglasses. Ayane and Kasumi had sat down at an open-air cafe at the beachfront and were nursing drinks while doing some people watching. She overheard a couple of people taking about the new arrival.

"Who's the bigshot?"

" That's Vladimir Antonescu, or Baron Antonescu, if you want to be formal. He's one of the Mr. Zacks investors and he seems to want to check the amenities of the island for himself. You know, check out how things are going, and have some fun doing it."

Ayane watched as the Baron got closer, as the path from the docks to the hotel ran right past the cafe. He was well-built with a strong muscular form and a sharp well-defined six-pack. He moved with the smooth grace and controlled power of a trained fighter, so much so Ayane wondered what he would be like in the arena.

"And in the bedroom" she thought with a slight frustrated sigh. However, she nearly gasped aloud as the Baron head snapped and looked eyes with her. He lowered his sunglasses and she swore the eyes behind were glowing slightly. Suddenly, she found herself fantasizing about him touching her and kissing her while stripping her naked. The, he would force his big hard dick into her wet snatch and fuck her. Kasumi would be there, naked and pleasuring herself while waiting her turn with either of them. Her pussy grew damp quickly and her breath hitched as it sped up. a voice seemed to speak to her mind.

"Yes, Ayane. I can give all that you desire. Pleasure, lust, your sister's mind, body, and soul; and all have to do is submit. Submit to me and I will show you pleasures and sights unlike anything you have seen or can imagine."

"Ayane, are you all right?", asked Kasumi, noticing Ayane hard breathing and distant expression. Ayane snapped out of the trance and looked at Kasumi's worried face. She gathered herself and gave her a faint smile.

"Yes, I'm fine, Sister. Just had a daydreaming moment", she replied. The Baron had passed them by on his way to the hotel, but Ayane couldn't stop thinking about him. In fact, after finishing her drink with Kasumi and heading to the beach, Kasumi still nursing her drink at the cafe, Ayane slipped into a private changing booth, slipped out of her bikini bottoms and masturbated feverishly. Using iron self-control to keep her vocalizations quiet, lest her screaming convince listeners she was being murdered in there, she brought herself to one climax after another, imagining it was the Baron's cock doing it and not her own fingers. There was a majestic sensual danger about this man and Ayane wanted to enter that darkness

Enter and be consumed utterly by it, along with her sweet half-sister.

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Author's Note: Are you guys as turned on as I am right, now? If so, thank you, that was the intent. But wait there's more!

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Later that evening, on the beach.

Ayane was strolling the beach after dark. She'd felt too cooped up at the hotel and had slipped out of her adjoining room without Kasumi noticing. Also, for reasons she couldn't name, she'd changed swimsuits. Gone was the fairly conservative bikini from this afternoon, and now instead, she wore the Labyrinth suit. A blood red sling bikini that fit like skin and showed her body off the best of all suits she had tried. Laced like a corset in front, when she moved, she had discovered the suit rubbed her nipples and pussy in a very pleasing way. In this bikini, she felt sexy, wanton, powerful. Hell, on a dare she had once pole-danced in this outfit and had fantasies of being torn off the stage and fucked silly by men and women all driven mad with lust for her.

"I look like such a slut in this, but I love it", she said quietly to herself. The, something happened that startled her. Another voice chimed in.

"As do I, Miss Ayane, as do I."

Ayane's head wiped around and their stood Vlad, still in only swimming trunks, but barefoot and without shades. His eyes gleamed as his took a lascivious look up and down Ayane's body, which made her shiver in unexpected pleasure. His eyes seemed to glow with a reddish tint. Ayane felt a sudden urge to disrobe and offer herself to him. She shook her head, but while the urge passed, her state of arousal grew.

"What did you say, Mr.?"

"Baron Vladimir Antonescu, but you knew that. I was saying that yes, you look like a slut in that outfit, but I would say more you look desirable and delicious rather than so crass a term as slut. Also, I was agreeing that I love you in that outfit. Perhaps you could show me what you look like out of that outfit?"

Ayane gaped at his audacity. Then she gasped, as she realized part of her wanted to do exactly that. Ayane should have taken this guy out in a heartbeat but instead found herself wanted to bare her naked body to him. To feel him on her, inside her.

"No, perhaps if I go first?", he said and simply pulled down his trunks and stepped out of them. Ayane gawked at the sight of his massive tool. Ten inches long, thick, and already having pre-cum beading from the tip. Ayane was feeling hot and breathing rapidly, her nipples rock hard and her pussy dripping wet. The Labyrinth was further inflaming her desires as her every movement stimulated her tits and clit.

"What are you doing to me?", she said breathily. Vladmir smiled and, leaning down, kissed her. His tongue wormed its way into her mouth, and she found herself kissing back, sucking on his tongue, then pushing her own into his mouth. As their tongue dueled, he gently untied the strings in the front of her sling bikini and then began to slip it off her shoulders. However, she suddenly pulled back as her tongue felt the long sharp canines in his mouth. She gaped at him and he smiled wider, and she saw his canines lengthen unnaturally.

"Your a ...?"

"A vampire, Ayane. Yes, I am and I'm going to make love to you and turn into one yourself. After that, we shall both take and turn your sister, and you and her will be the first two vampire brides of the harem I seek to make of all the DOA Tournament girls " His eyes narrowed and Ayane felt his mind touch hers. Images of sex, blood, power, and the forbidden bombarded her mind. She saw him taking her, making her scream in pleasure as his cock thrust into her cunt and ass. The, the bite, a moment of sharp pain, followed an indescribably intoxicating pleasure. She saw herself as a vampire, sexy, powerful, wanton. She could best any opponent, take any man or woman as a lover or prey, and she would be eternal, untouchable to time or disease. Unbound to concepts of morality or inhibition, she would be able to do anything, fuck anyone. Ayane's will to resist crumbled under the weight of the Baron's will and her own unleashed desires.

With a sexy smile, Ayane let the Labyrinth slip low on her body and she pulled it off the rest of the way. Casting it aside, she knelt before her new undead master and lover.

"May I suck your cock, my Lord?" The Baron answered by gently pushing her head towards his penis. Ayne licked the drop of pre-cum off it, savored the salty taste, and then began to lick and suck along his massive member. Vlad groaned with pleasure and gave her a quick command.

"Play with your cunt, I want to see you fingering yourself, so you suck me off." Ayane engulfed his cock and once she had accommodated the massive cock in her mouth, promptly first one then two fingers into her weeping gash and began to finger fuck herself. Baron Antonescu was surprised with Ayane's skill and knowledge of oral sex. Little did he know that the Mugen Tenshin ninja clan had a long history of training both male and female shinobi in sexual matters. From basic sex education to advanced techniques used for espionage, to get to assassination targets by seducing sentries and bodyguards, or as the second last option for a captured shinobi to escape captivity by seducing the guards of their prison. This instruction also led to many happy couples within the clan, which sabotaged pretty much all attempts to end the practice.

Vlad's pleasure peaked and filled Ayane's mouth with his undead sperm. She swallowed it all, not even choking a little on the volume. She cleaned his tool off with her tongue and then began licking and kissing her way up his chest and back to his mouth. After an intense bout of deep kissing, as the Baron ran his hand up and down her body, playing with her breast, and causing her moan into his mouth as he fondled her pussy, Ayane broke the kiss and looked into his eyes with adoration and lust. All inhibitions were gone, her will utterly bent to servicing his and her deepest darkest desires.

"Fuck me, Master. I want to feel your cock in my slutty cunt", she said. The Baron laid her down on the beach and as she spread her legs, placed his cock at her entrance. He saw that her pubic hair was also purple, as was all her hair down to the roots. He figured the Mugen Tenshin must have taken in orphaned Oni and other Japanese supernatural creatures who could pass for human. Interbreeding occurred and now some Mugen Tenshin would display unnatural hair colors or other traits from those ancestors. He marveled at her tight young body, large firm tits, and the expression of wanton desire on her face. She was his, body, mind, and soul.

"As you wish, my dear", he said as he slid into her wet passage with a slowest as torturous as it pleasurable. Ayane threw back her head and moaned like a whore in ecstasy. She tried to force him deeper faster, but Baron Antonescu would not be rushed. Soon enough though, he was buried deep inside her twat and he began move. Slowly at first, pulling in and out gently. Ayane moaned, cooed and sighed at the pleasure of it. Vlad found it heavenly as well. Her cunt was warm, wet, and her internal muscles were trying to milk every last drop of sperm from his cock with impressive force. He sped up, causing their mutual pleasure to increase. He has panting unnecessary breaths as her moans grew louder. The spoke the one word of Japanese he wanted to her the most right now

"Hai, Hai, Hai, HAI, HAI, HAI, HAAAI!!!!" Ayane screamed as she came and she screamed and came again as the Baron sank his fangs into her throat. Pumping his vampiric venom into her body, even as his cock filled her twat to overflowing with cum, spilling out onto the beach. Ayane ecstatic cries grew weaker as he fed on her, but she began the transformation into undeath. Her complexion perfected itself, as small scars, blemishes and skin tags disappeared, leaving her skin smooth as silk and more luminous. Her body hair vanished as well, leaving only her pubic hair and the hair on her head. She would never need to shave or wax again.

Reluctantly, Vlad pulled back from her neck, as her blood had proven exquisite. Licking the wounds, they sealed and soon vanished like they were never there. As the venom coursed through Ayane body, she convulsed and shuddered. Gasps and moans of ecstasy came from her mouth, then she went quiet and as she took her last breath and her humanity died.

Ayane's stillness broke as she opened her eyes which glowed a hellish red and bared her freshly sprouted fangs with a throaty moan. She looked languidly into her lord's eyes and then she kissed him passionately, nipping at his lips and tongue with her new fangs.

"Welcome to the undead, my new bride", said Vlad.

"Thank you, my new husband. Thank for ridding me of my human weakness and morals. I feel so good, powerful, sexy, like both men and women would cut their own throats at my command", Ayane moaned out, " But I also feel terribly hungry. Could you get me something to eat? Or should I say, someone?" She giggled evilly.

" Of course, my dear. After you've eaten, will go after your sister." Suddenly, Ayane flipped the Baron over and straddled his hips. He looked into the eyes of the dark goddess of the night he had made of this girl and knew one thing. She was a keeper; he would have her with him always. She kissed him again and then spoke.

"Not just yet. I want to keep you to myself just a little bit longer. Kasumi can wait awhile". Vlad nodded in agreement and they stood and went looking for Ayane first victims. That turned out to be a weaselly looking man in his mid-twenties, a junior paparazzo looking to try to get scandalous pictures of Tina Armstrong to sell. Ayane subdued him with her shinobi skills and drained him dry. His lifeless body looked as though he was over hundred years old when he died, and that he'd died one hundred previous. With a gesture and incantation, Vlad caused the sand to consume the body while imparting accelerated decay. By morning the body would dust, the man's clothing tattered rags, and his camera and other equipment reduced to unrecognizable junk, provided any dug them in the first place. Ayane stared at her lord husband in awe.

"I'll teach you that and much more, but first I want you again", he said. He and Aynae spent the next three hours in making passionate, nonstop love on the beach. Had anyone passed by near the end, they'd have found Ayane on all fours, screaming in unholy passion as Vlad fucked her from behind. Being as both had abandoned feigning humanity, and had their fangs out, red eyes blazing, the passerby would have been drained dry and joined the dead shutterbug under the sand.

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Unknowing of the fate of her sister and the dark destiny that awaited herself, Kasumi turned in for the night.