An Unexpected Guest

Jessica enters the plushly furnished room. Elizabeth sits on the corner of a bed in a silk robe. A few drops of blood draw a line from the corner of Elizabeth's mouth. Jessica pauses, having forgotten how stunningly attractive Elizabeth is, how magnetic. A young woman of roughly the same height and body shape of Jessica is tied to the bed, a mask over her face. She is naked and spread eagle, her limbs tied to the posts of the bed. Jessica notices a pair of bright red puncture marks on the girl's thigh.

"Jessica, my dear, I'm so glad that you've chosen to embrace yourself, and join us. Please, come join me on the bed." Jessica is afraid, but feels compelled to obey Elizabeth. Jessica sits on the bed, as Elizabeth caresses the girl's thighs. "I have a surprise for you!" Elizabeth beams. Jessica is puzzled. A captive human would have shocked her just a few short days ago, but now seems quite par for the course. Elizabeth reaches for the mask, her gaze never leaving Jessica. Elizabeth removes the mask, revealing Jessica's blindfolded and gagged younger sister, Jenna.

Jessica jumps off the bed, and collapses to her knees, feeling sick to her stomach. Despite all of the insanity, all of the depravity that she has witnessed in the last few days, she it utterly unprepared for the sight before her. She has never contemplated such cruelty, such evil before.

Jenna

"Isn't she beautiful, Jessica?" Elizabeth asks, as she strokes Jenna's hair. "Her blood was almost as delectable as yours" Elizabeth says, absentmindedly feeling her own lips. "I thought this would be a nice surprise. What shall we do with her, dear?"

Jessica feels totally exhausted from the last few days. Anything I try to do to free her from this fiend will surely kill her, Jessica reasons. Obeying Elizabeth is likely the only chance Jenna has. Jenna is Jessica's only real family. I can't lose her, I can't!

Blood slowly seeps from the bite wound in Jenna's thigh: against her best efforts, Jessica finds herself become aroused, her appetite whetted. "Jessica, please come back to bed, I would like us to feed together." Jessica reluctantly gets back on the bed, the scent of the fresh blood is even stronger as she gets closer. She feels the thirst rising. Jessica is glad that Jenna is blindfolded, that she doesn't have to see Jessica like this, in the throes of her hunger. "Drink, drink my dear", Elizabeth encourages, as she fondles Jenna's breast.

Jessica feels that she has ****, or at least that is the rationalization she gives herself. Cat-like, she crawls up the bed, grasping Jenna's wrist. She gives one last look to Elizabeth, who nods. Jessica bites down and Jenna's blood explodes in her mouth. Its taste is unlike any of the blood she's sampled thus far, lighter, sweeter, with more complex notes. Elizabeth watches Jessica feed pridefully, before baring her fangs and sinking them into Jenna's exposed breast. Jenna's body gives one heave, and then settles back down.

The two vampiresses feed for a few moments, linked together through the blood of the girl beneath them. "Jessica, that's enough my dear. She is too exquisite to drain, she must be savored." Jessica pulls back from the wrist in relief. Jenna will live on at least a bit longer . Elizabeth pulls Jessica to her feet, wiping the blood from her lips. She pulls Jessica down to a sofa on the other side of the room.

"You must have questions, child" Elizabeth says, as she affectionately kisses Jessica's jawline, her ear, her neck, her collarbones, her breasts."

"Who are you?" Jessica asks tentatively.

"My name is Báthory Erzsébet, but you can still call me Elizabeth. Or Mother. I was born a Hungarian noblewoman in 1560. My status afforded me opportunities few women...or men...of my time had. I devoted myself to study, becoming quite learned in all matters secular, religious, and occult." Elizabeth's hand finds Jessica's private most region, and Jessica gasps. Elizabeth kisses Jessica passionately on the mouth, before pulling back and continuing. Elizabeth slips out of her robe.

"In particular, I became adept in the blood magic of the old ones. Human blood is a vessel for untold mystical power. I had to drain thousands of my subjects to perfect my ....method...and transform into a goddess. My blood is now ambrosia on earth, a gift I share with the worthy...a gift I shared with you."

Jessica shudders under the manual dexterity of Elizabeth, and Elizabeth kisses her breasts again. Jessica feels the sensations build, he fangs elongating reflexively. Jessica's mouth forms an "o", her head thrown back on Elizabeth's shoulder, he eyes closed. "Come for me, my child" Elizabeth coos as she quickens her pace.

Jessica explodes, her climax washing over her in waves. Elizabeth lands delicate kisses on Jessica's face, as she comes down from her climax. As she comes down, she regains her composure. "Don't you have any guilt for murdering so many innocent people?" Jessica says dreamily. She meant to say it more forcefully, but she is still in the afterglow of climax.

"'Guilt' and 'innocence' are words that have no meaning to me. Mortal concepts like 'shame', 'pity', 'guilt', and 'mercy' are human concepts with no relevance for goddesses. I feel no more guilt over draining a human than you did swatting a fly as a human" Elizabeth says confidently. "Jessica, we are the only beings on this planet who are truly free."

Unexpectedly, this begins to make a strange sense to Jessica. Is it good or bad when a lion tears apart a gazelle? Jessica wonders. No...it just is.

"We are bound by the only true moral order on this planet, Jessica - predator and prey." Elizabeth says proudly. Jessica's earlier reservations have melted away, and she begins to enjoy the thought of being the apex predator. "We revel in the thrill of the kill, because it is our nature, like it is the mortals nature to nourish us."

Elizabeth casually strokes Jessica's stomach and breasts, he arms wrapped around her.

"Did you enjoy your sister?" Elizabeth chuckles. Jessica admits, she greatly enjoyed the sensation of drinking her sister. She can't explain why, but her earlier objections are rapidly fading. She craves more of Jenna's blood, at least a bit more.

"Jessica, Jenna represents your last connection to your mortality, your trivial human family. We must sever this link to your past. You are now part of a grander family, a noble family. What shall we do with Jenna?"

Jessica bites her lip, deep in thought.