Follow your instincts, follow Nicole

No time to think, you follow your friend. You do not even take twenty steps before something hard and heavy knocks you on the ground. You roll and knock your head against the angle of a small staircase leading to the small bungalow to your left. Blood starts pouring from your forehead.

Caroline is upon you in instants. Caroline? What is she doing here? You do not have time to ask her because she grabs your face between her hands and sticks her lips on the wound, moaning. Beyond the disgusting slurping sounds you hear a man with a heavy texan accent yell.

“Not her! Go get your sister!”

Nicole screams.

The most amazing feeling starts radiating from Caroline’s mouth.

“You stupid cunt!” The man continues, “you shouldn’t have, Mistress Mina will not be pleased.”

More slurping sounds, a powerful orgasm, is that your sister? A short struggle. The man screams.

But a hand grabs your hair jerking your face to a side and you stop paying attention to whatever is happening with Nicole, the man and... Deb?

Your attention is now completely devoted to Caroline, your childhood friend, who opens her bloody mouth revealing a pair of oversized canines and dives for your neck. Terrible pain, absolute pleasure.

You really do not care for your surroundings anymore, all you can think off is the pleasure of the fangs tearing through your veins, the bliss of the vampire sucking your blood, the multiple orgasms that rock your whole body.

***

You wake up famished, your sister is above you, smiling. The blood on her lips makes her look so beautiful, so perfect, so unique. Mistress is the word that imposes to you.

“We don’t have time to explain, Nicole and I must go back to the Caron before Mina realizes what has happened. You will stay here with Caroline and, hopefully, someone in the morning will come and get you.”

“Can’t I come with you?”

“No, it’s too dangerous and this is your only chance to have a normal life. You have to stay behind...”

Feeling that this is more than a good bye, you instinctively wrap your arms around your sister’s neck and drag her in a passionate kiss. She reciprocates and for a long while you kiss.

She finally pushes you away.

“Good bye Samantha, you will not remember this but you must know I will always love you.”

And like this, they are gone, Nicole and your sister.

You follow Caroline to a small bungalow and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

***

A knock on the door.

“Sam? Caroline? Are you in there?”

You slowly wake up. The hunger is gone but also any memories from the past two nights. To you, you just had a very pleasant and very blurry first night aboard the Caron.

“Caroline? Would you mind taking your fingers out of me?”

Caroline, as confused as you are, complies and mumbles an apology. The pleasant feeling persisting in your pussy pushes you to tell her:

“No need...”

Someone knocks on the door again.

“Samantha? Caroline? We have to leave; the Caron has to continue its trip...”

“Yeah, yeah, we are here, give us a second.”

You look around. How the fuck did you end up here?

“One hell of a party.”

“Yup,” Caroline replies.

***

Half an hour later your are back in your cabin. It all feels like a weird dream.

It was Dylan behind the door. Oddly he did not look as pale as the first time you saw him. He led you to a small dingy boat and brought you back onboard. He did not seem to recognize you but you dismissed it easily, you are not the center of the world after all.

“Deb? Nicole?”

But neither your little sister nor your nerdy friend are anywhere to be seen.

You find a letter in your bedroom.

“My dear Samantha,” it reads.

“I am afraid that due to unforeseen circumstances Nicole and myself had to leave the boat early this morning. I am also afraid that we will not meet again, not tomorrow, not in a month, not in a year or twenty. You will not understand this, I know and I am sorry but I cannot tell you anything more than what I have already told you.”

You read again the first few lines of the letter to see if you missed something but no, apparently Deb cannot tell you anything more than nothing.

“I could ask you not to look for me but I know you would not listen. So please look for me but do not waste your life over it. You will not find me, for your own safety, I will not let you. All you must know is that Nicole and I are fine and that we will always love you. Please dear little sister, kiss our parents for me and be safe, be happy, enjoy your life. Maybe one day, I will come back to see you. Forever yours, Deb”

***

This story concludes here but yours will continue. You and Caroline will go back to the university in September. In a couple of years you will finish brilliantly your career. Over time, Caroline and you will fall in love and get married. You will adopt a couple of very nice kids or maybe it will be insemination, it does not really matter. You will grow old, get to meet your grand children and great grand children and in a few decades you will find yourself in a hospital bed dying of old age. Never will you have forgotten your sister, never will you have stopped looking for her but will stay true to her demand and you will not have wasted your life over it.

On your last night on earth, a thick fog will sneak into your room. Deb will lean over your bed giving you one last kiss on your forehead. You will be glad to see her one last time. She will be even more beautiful than you will remember.

“Mistress...” you will say in your last breath.

“Sister,” she will answer closing your eyes for the last time.