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Chapter 8 by pt3579 pt3579

Do what you must...

[Mind Connection]

You focused your mind and suddenly you had a vision.


Olivia woke up the moment the cops assembled at the front door of the bar. She knew she was weaker during daytime, so she didn't plan on fighting the cops head on. The only one mattered here was herself, so she commanded all her fledglings to stay in the bar to attract the attackers' attentions.

She ran out the back door and there was a small awning that could protect her from direct sunlight. Taking advantage of that, Olivia ran to a dumpster a few meters away and hid inside, waiting for the sunset.

She could feel the pain from her fledglings when they were staked or decapitated, mostly by James Wilson, the man she loved and the man she had chosen to spend the eternity with. She felt betrayed. She was furious, fueled by hatred and swore to take ****. When the two young police officer came out of the back door to secure it, she knew she got a chance.

"Ahhhhhh!" A female, horrific scream suddenly came from inside.

"That sounds like Sergeant Ashton!" Jack was worried and he turned to the female officer, "Leona! You go back to help the sergeant. I'll guard here!"

"Okay..." Leona nodded while shivering and quickly ran inside.

"Hope she's fine..." Jack sighed and turned around, but immediately found himself gazed by a pair of scarlet eyes. He tried to shout for help, to grab his gun, or even to punch the brunette in front of him, but none of those have worked since his body didn't listen to him anymore.

"Bring your car here to pick me up." Olivia whispered into his ear with a wicked smile, "You mustn't tell anyone."

"I won't tell anyone..." Jack murmured obediently and ran away.

Two minutes later he returned in his police car. Olivia didn't hesitate for a second, jumped in the passenger seat and commanded Jack to drive, leaving all her fledglings behind to perish. The sun hasn't completely set yet, but the dimmed sunlight was not enough to harm her now. She looked out the window and rejoiced that she had made it out alive.

"Where... would you like to go... Mistress..." Jack was shivering. He was trying his best to break free but his mind wasn't strong enough to fight a vampire's. When she softly laid her hand his thigh, his vain attempt of resistance was washed away by a wave of unbearable pleasure. He moaned lustfully, which only made his mistress more joyful.

"Mm. You were there in the morning, weren't you? Francesca was caught by one of my child, but she escaped. And you took her away." Olivia leaned to him and caressed his cheek, "Where did you take her?"

"Central hospital... Room 408..." Jack shook his head to keep his mind clear. But it was no use. He would just tell his mistress everything he knew.

"Central hospital, huh? Good. Take me there." Olivia gave an evil smile when a wonderful plan came to her mind.

Central hospital had the largest blood bank in Owl city. With her vampire blood she could secretly contaminate the blood supply and, before anyone knew what's going on, hundreds and thousands of people who received blood transfusions would rise as her vampire fledglings. Owl city would be under her total control.

My Lord will be pleased, she thought excitedly.

"Of course, Mistress..."

"You offered me excellent service, Jack. I think I'll give you something in return." Olivia slowly bent down.

"Yes... Please reward me, Mistress..." Jack's mind was completely lost and he replied mechanically.

Olivia ripped his trousers apart and she's pleased with his huge erection. She wrapped his manhood, just above the balls, in her hand. She stroked the tip of its head with her thumb and index finger, and started to give it a massage gently. Her hand was cold as ice but Jack has never felt such greatness before. He moaned and shivered when the pleasure was spreading to his thighs, his legs and his feet. If she kept on like this, he wouldn't be able to keep on driving any longer. He would love to just close his eyes and enjoy the moment. But he was commanded to drive his mistress to the hospital and he had to obey.

"Hang in there a little longer, will you?" Olivia released him for a moment with a satisfying smile before she dived down.

When Olivia swallowed his whole shaft, he reluctantly bored this heavenly feeling and continued driving.

Olivia slid up and down, licked his manhood with her flexible tongue and tried deeper and deeper every time. When the tip of his dick hit her throat, Jack felt like an electric tingle ran through his spine as he arched backwards and struck on the back of his seat. "Ah!" He looked up and moaned intensely. But he needed to keep driving. He must. His hands were numb but they seemed to be stuck on the wheel.

His mistress kept his manhood deep in her mouth and sucked for several minutes as she didn't need to breath. Her saliva slipped out and drenched his balls and the seat. The cold sensation between his thighs and butts made this more blissful.

I need to hang in there a little longer, Jack said to himself. As much as he wanted to come in his mistress' mouth, he could not.

At some point Olivia felt her thirst urging to be quenched as her canines elongated into fangs and slightly scratched both sides of Jack's dick. He groaned with a frown, but returned to his regular smiles quickly. So she continued. She gently moved up and down again, and brushed his dick with her fangs, teased it with pain and pleasure.

Jack finally reached his limit and shot into Olivia's mouth, and she swallowed every drop of his warmth.

Olivia finally released his dick, too. She parted his legs and, after a hungry growl, buried her head between them. She pierced an artery in his right inner thigh with her sharp fangs, and sucked ravenously as his fresh blood kept bumping into her mouth. Lucky for Jack, the pain lasted only for a moment, and he was drown in a pool of pleasant sensation right after. His pulse weakened, but the immense pleasure never faded.

Don't stop, Mistress... Don't... Jack caressed his mistress' hair and smiled deliriously. His vision darkened and he heard nothing but the gulping sounds.


You wiped the cold sweat on your forehead as your mind returned from the vision.

A race.

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