Bloodplay

When Andrew came to again, he found he was still in the basement, and still in chains. Maybe waking up and being turned was just a dream. As he looked around, he saw Darla and Drusilla were approaching.

"He awakes," said Darla.

"Puppy turned into a mean little dog. Woof!" said Dru.

"Am I...? Am I a vampire?" asked Andrew in shock. He couldn't believe it happened.

"Do you feel like one?" mocked Darla.

That's when Andrew moved his hands and tore the chains from the wall, whipping them down and spinning. He had a bit of a shock at his own strength, especially as one of the chains hit Darla across the face. She turned into vamp-face and went to attack, just as he did the same. He was shocked at how cool it felt!

He walked over, still in vamp-face, and struck Darla across the face. "Don't move to attack me," he said.

She hit him back, as the chains fell off his arms. "Didn't you ever learn not to hit a girl?!" she shouted as she pushed him to the ground, slicing her fingernail into his chest. He grabbed her by the neck, knowing he couldn't strangle her, but slowly pulling her in and forcing her to lick the blood on his chest.

Her eyes looked up at his chest and took a very sick pleasure in it, with a wicked grin begging for more. "Another sip?" she asked.

"No," he said, giving her a rough push towards Dru. "Take from her."

Dru giggled, as Darla savagely ripped into her corset and made a noticably cut between the breasts, then brought her face in and begin licking wildly at the blood, sipping up every drop. She pulled away and gave a quick kiss to each of the nipples before pulling her face away, the blood only noticable as lipstick.

"Attacking one of us and then forcing us to do things with each other," said Darla. "Yep, I think you've passed the boss test. Where to, Andrew?" she asked.