You meet the Baronness

The two of you are led and pushed down a series of dark hallways and corridors of this opulent castle. The sound of your rankling chains echoes against the cold stone. The walls and hallways are littered with countless portraits, busts, and other works of art, but it’s too dark and you far too fearful to give them much thought. The captors seem to be in a hurry, as they push you along in a quick pace, rather than allowing either of you to walk at your own choosing. It’s uncomfortable, especially with the exhaustion you’ve suffered in the past few days. You hope desperately for solace as you see light through a corridor.

You are brought into an expansive hall, lit with several torches. It appears currently outfitted as a dining hall, though it could easily be a ballroom with little change. You’re too focused on keeping your feet under you to count the tables and chairs, but it certainly seems large; more than enough space to hold all the clerics in the Phoenician chapel. What seems strange is that the place is so empty, except for one person at the far end, sitting in a golden throne, waiting for you. It isn’t until you get close that you can make out anything distinctive about them.

A woman, with a severe hourglass figure and gaunt looking face, her crimson bodice and dress hid an impossibly pale body. A glittering crown sat atop the hair of midnight, pulled back behind her heavily made up face. Drinking from a golden goblet, she smiled as she looked at both of you as you were each **** down to your knees, kneeling forward.

“Ahhhh, my mysterious guests of honor. How delightful.” Through her sinister smile, you could see two large protruding fangs hiding behind her black lipstick. Colonel DIlancia found a new fury of energy to resist her capture, trying in any means to get free, **** though it might be. You on the other hand, were more in shock. “A vampire!” You say out loud, which is met with laughter.

“Perceptive my dear. Yes, though the real mystery is the two of you, which is why I had to schedule our meeting this way.”

Dilah, combative as ever, wasn’t taking this pseudo-civility laying down “There’s nothing about us that you need to know, other than that we are the **** that stands against you. I will enjoy seeing you turn to ash as you’re brought into the fire of Mastro’s own sun.” Her prisoners pull her upright just long enough to allow one of them to punch her into silence.

“Paladins. Fanatical, terrorist paladins of The Watch at that. Well, that explains a few things, and yet leaves so many more questions unanswered…” She leaves her throne to come closer to you.

“Like who is she to you? Your superior officer? Your mentor? Your lover?” You say nothing, but the silence answers for you “I thought as much. Just like every paladin from every order I’ve ever had the displeasure of encountering, you two choose which rules apply to you, and which do not. Ohh, what a hot mess it must look like with the two of you, especially with that monster between your legs” You feel a combination of fury and embarrassment as your relationship, and your body, is so completely mocked.

“But, this isn’t why I brought you here” She said as she returns to her throne “Tell me, have you had any interaction with werewolves lately?”

Your head is swimming with so many questions, and so much realizations, that you can’t begin to peace together how or why she would be asking about that. Instead, you answer the question honestly.

“Well, yes. We heard a howl when we were camped outside, and when we investigated, we had found it, already dead.”

Dilancia piped in, still on the attack “and that’s when we made our way to that village, where we were **** and brought here like cattle, or slaves! Now, what is this all about!?”

The Vampire Barronness wrinkled her face as she pondered for a moment, refusing to answer the question. “That is the only time? And for how long have you been traveling”

“Not more than a fortnight” You respond “Why, what do werewolves have to do with us?”

She motioned to your captors, who immediately hoisted your shackles to lift you both to your feet. The Baroness stood up quickly, but took deliberate steps as she spoke slowly, but deliberately.

“Your ignorance cannot be feigned indefinitely, and I cannot believe that the two of you have been traveling this long, in the middle of the largest werewolf incursion ever known, and not known about it.”

Both of you are taken aback, having been completely unaware; perhaps that is why the roads the last few days had been so clear of travelers.

“I may be immortal but my patience is not, so I will ask this one more time. I am afraid if you do not answer, than I am afraid my hospitable nature will have run its course. You know some means of evading their notice and their insatiable bloodlust, and I must know it, so that my kingdom may not only continue its business, but finally take a stand against this menace.”

“That’s what this is really about” Dilah rose up in anger again “This has nothing to do with us, or with your kingdom, you’re looking for a means to score a victory in your eternal war with them. We know nothing, and even if we did, we certainly wouldn’t tell you!”

The Baroness sighed as she held her hands together “That’s the answer I was afraid you would give me. Very well. Akhileus, bring in the others.” She orders one of the guards, who moves off in a hurry.

“Since you choose not to help me, and you’re clearly allied with my mortal enemies, I’m afraid I can’t let you leave here alive.”

Chills go down your spine hearing that. A part of your mind was always contemplating this, but the realization of your greatest fear was upon you, your heart racing like a chariot.

“But, before we end the miserable existence of your hopelessly idealistic lives, I’m going to provide you both the opportunity to enjoy this evening to the best of your ability…” As she says this, you hear lots of loud and hurried boots coming in, along with a clamor of excited male voices, all quickly silencing themselves as they walk in.

The Baroness’ eyes dart between you and Dilancia, before fixing on you, brushing your cheek softly. “You seem to be the more honest of the two. Tell me, my sweet young thing. What is it that you want most of all? I have lived a long time and have great power. Whatever your wish, I may grant it.”

You don’t know how to even begin answering that question, least of all under this immediate pressure. Your eyes turn to your lover, and the Baroness fills in the blanks.

“of course, my suspicions were correct. Love. What a curious relationship the two of you have built, but perhaps not one built completely on equal footing, is it?” There was silence, as neither you nor her were ready to answer. The Baroness, tired of your games, swiftly pulls a serated dagger from her hip and draws it to Dilancia’s neck, but does not cut it.

“If you wish to save this woman’s life Tiefling, you will answer my questions when I ask them! Do you love her!?”

You act on impulse, blurting it out for everyone to hear “Yes! Yes I love Dilancia!” Tears begin to run down your face, of love, loss, and fear.

“And what of you, Miss Dilancia, do you love this demonspawn girl in return?” The Colonel grimaces against having a knife in her throat, and begins to tear up as well “Of course I do, from the moment I met her.” The dagger was withdrawn, but still held tightly.

“And no doubt the two of you have fucked.” Leading to chuckling from the crowd behind you “And yet, as I said, the physical side of the relationship seems rather one sided, wouldn’t you agree?” The two of you look at each other, unsure of what she’s getting at it.

“Oh fine than, I’ll just have to address this myself…” A sudden gust of wind blew in, focusing around Dilancia. A dark red light started to glow from under her feet. She started to tremble and writhe as the Vampire Baroness began to make arcane gestures. The light quickly grew blinding as her captors let go of the bonds. By the time the spell was over, Colonel Dilancia had been changed.

Between her legs was a long dick, just like yours, that was met with shock and horror and by her, and utter glee by the Baroness

“See! Is this not better!?” She yelled out “Bring the two lovers together. Now we can all have some fun!”