Her boss

"Well....since I'm a vampire now, I wouldn't be able to work. So how about we visit my boss so I can explain my new situation." Amara said as they flew through the city.

"A wonderful idea, my bride." Dracula said, sending out a wave of delight that she could feel through their bond. "Cast away your old life, and make those who once knew you become your servants."

Amara smiled in her mind, excited at how her little chat with her boss will go down. "Yes Vladdy~"

After settling on their target, Amara took the lead and guided Dracula in the direction of her boss. They flew through the city, moving over towards the more expensive part of town with the gated communities. It doesn't take long for Amara to spot her boss's home, having to visit it on some occasions to deliver some critical papers for her office job. The place was a modern luxury abode, fitting for someone with a well operated insurance company. The couple swooped down and flew around the building, sensing the calm heartbeats of two individuals inside. They found the bedroom and perched under the awning to gaze at the sleeping human couple. Amara's boss, Nathaniel, and his wife, Mariah.

"A feast for us both." Amara heard in her mind. "What a wonderful choice, my dear."

"Thank you Vladdy." She replied. "But how are we going to get inside? Aren't we suppose to be invited in?"

"Indeed. It's a minor inconvenience, but one that can be easily exploited." He said as he demonstrated another power.

He focused his eyes on the sleeping wife, reaching out to her through her dreams and echoing his soothing voice to her. Mariah began to stir, murmuring in her sleep as Dracula's voice grew in volume. "Come to me......awaken and let me in...." He said, over and over again. The voice begged, but it also promised something behind the simple request. If she were to get up and let him in, she would receive something. That simple yet unknown reward was enough to rouse Mariah from her sleep, barely conscious and half under Dracula's control. She sat up and looked towards the window, the strangely calming male's voice becoming even louder as she got up. "Yes.....that's it.....let me in...."

"Okay...." Mariah whispered as she approached the window, opening it wide and letting the surprisingly cold night air in. At first, she saw nothing, but then a light fog began to roll in. It seeped from the windowsill, rolling down and covering the carpet with the thick mist. Mariah stood there, perplexed and waiting for her promised reward.

From outside, Dracula left Amara's side, transforming his bat form into a shapeless vapor, and going along with the flow of the fog. With the window open, it provided the vampires with the necessary invitation they needed to enter. His presence crept in, and then he took shape as he rose from the floor. His intense crimson gaze held Mariah's attention, captivating her as he floated slightly above the ground.

"I thank you, now...." He cooed as he gripped the side of his cloak, wrapping it around the wife and pulling her closer to himself. "Tilt your head for me."

"Yes......Master....." Mariah said with no tone in her voice. She was nothing but a puppet to his will now. She tilted her head to the side, her messy, graying brown hair falling away conveniently to give Dracula the perfect view of her tender neck.

He smiled happily, pleased with how obedient the human woman was. Vlad took a moment to admire Mariah. An older woman, most likely in her late 50s, a body that was slightly succumbing to sag and wrinkles; hidden by a light pink nightgown. He would not turn her, but perhaps keep her as a thrall for himself and his bride to feed on at a later point. Virgins are pure ambrosia, young blood is filled with a sweetness akin to ripe fruit, but older humans have a certain quality to them. Like a fine wine that only gets better with age, so too do humans. He then leaned his head down, fangs bared and hissing as he finally claimed this housewife's neck.

"Aaauuugghhh~!" Mariah gasped as the vampire lord bit into her neck, her entire body flooding with pleasure to an extraordinary degree. She could do nothing but moan as he took his fill.

The sounds of her moans didn't go unnoticed, as Nathaniel slowly woke up then jolted awake to see his wife in the arms of another man. "What.....GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" He shouted, but Vlad just continued to feast on the aged blood of Mariah.

Just as Nathaniel throw off the covers, a hand was placed on his chest. He looked over to see another intruder, an ebony goddess that he quickly recognized as one of his most hardworking employees. "Amara? What.....what the fuck are you doing?"

"It's okay Nathan, Master and I are just having a little snack~" She purred while his eyes looked over to Mariah in response to another low moan she let out.

"Master....is this some kind of sick sex roleplay?!" He shouted again, his anger rising.

"Ehehehe.....you can call it that, but it's not important. What is, is my arrangements at work."

"You break into my house, have your boyfriend take my wife hostage, and you want to talk about your job?! You'll be lucky to see the outside of a jail cell!" He barked as he reached over to grab his phone. The effort was wasted however, as Amara held Nathaniel's wrist, and demonstrated her new strength. She was stronger than him, than anyone alive. A simple flick of her wrist and she could easily break his, but she decided against it.

"Amara....s-stop.....you're hurting me." He whimpered, fear filling his body as the vampire bride had his wrist in a vicegrip.

She looked at his worried expression, taking in his fear and studying her now former employer. Much like Mariah, Nathaniel was in his late 50s, though his age gave him a more distinguished look. The sides of his short cut black hair went from white then to gray from the bottom up. His body hidden by a plain white shirt and boxer shorts, slightly muscular and defined from some golf trips with other CEOs. He was an okay boss, mostly a hardass, but wasn't that bad. Amara didn't want to kill him, not by a long shot, but she also didn't want him to receive the gift she was given. She saw that it was only fair that she was the one to give the orders from now on.

An innate feeling welled up inside of her, and Amara's eyes began to glow with a bright crimson light. "I'm barely holding onto you. Just relax, and we can get through this nice and easy."

"Amara, please...stop.....stop.......yes, Mistress." He replied, his voice matching the same monotone as his wife.

"Good! Now listen very closely." Amara smiled, feeling the control she has over the older man. "I never have to come into work again. You're going to keep paying me, in fact, you're going to donate whatever excess money you have in addition to my paycheck. You'll tell everyone I got a promotion and that I'm working from home, which is why they'll never see me again. Oh, and whenever Master or I come by, you and your wife will gladly offer up yourselves to us. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Mistress....I hear you and obey." He replied, Amara's influence rewriting his thoughts to follow them to the letter.

"Perfect! And speaking of offering yourself, show me your neck." She commanded.

"Of course....Mistress...." Nathaniel droned out as he exposed his throat to his new owner.

Amara's smile only grew wider, her fangs subtly growing in response to seeing the offered neck. She could see the streaks of red all along his body, practically feeling the thumping of his heart as it pumped blood through his veins. The anticipation was exhilarating! Her first taste of blood, brought to her by her former employer. She lowered her head, letting her natural instincts take over, and announcing her action to her still feeding husband.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssss~"

"Aaahh...haaah!" Nathaniel groaned as Amara's fangs sank into his flesh, sealing his fate as a loyal thrall.

The room was filled with the subtle sounds of moans, gasps, and feeding as the vampires drank from their new living blood bags. Nathaniel and Mariah could do absolutely nothing as the overwhelming pleasure of their fangs paralyzed them, as well as the mental hold placed onto either of them. Their bodies were filled with an ecstasy neither knew, quickly coming close to orgasm from the simple act of being fed upon. Nathaniel's cock strained against his boxer shorts, precum leaking from the tip, while Mariah's panties became damp with her juices. Both of them experiencing a pleasure far greater than when they were in the throws of passion!

Dracula was the first to release his human, looking over to his bride as she gently fed. "Amara, my love, would you like to sample the wife? Women taste far better than men." He said as Mariah breathed heavily with lust.

Amara ejected her fangs out of Nathaniel's neck, licking the stray droplets of blood that rolled down his throat. "Sure thing Vladdy~"

She dropped Nathaniel, letting his weakened form softly hit the bed and giving him another command. "Sit tight. You don't mind me biting your wife too, right Nathan?"

"Not at all.....Mistress..." He said calmly.

"Thanks~" She happily chirped as she floated over to Dracula and Mariah.

Amara could already smell that Mariah was going to be a greater meal, the tiny rivets of blood on her neck telling her that the older woman would taste like ripe grapes. She then brushed the hair away from the other side of Mariah's neck, leaning in and hissing as she partook the entangled wife. Another gasp, another moan, and Mariah was once again filled with a unique kind of pleasure. Amara could indeed make out sweet, ripened grapes as Mariah's blood flowed into her mouth; not at all like Nathaniel's savory life force where he tasted like a well cooked steak. Her husband was right, women tasted far better than men. She was going to have to hunt for female victims more often.

Dracula looked with pride at Amara as she fed from Mariah, tempted to join her and bite into the housewife's neck again to share this intimate moment with her. A temptation that he will indulge in. He leaned back into Mariah, sinking his fangs into the marks he left and sucking out more of her crimson nectar. Naturally, Mariah moaned louder, and her panties were soaked through with her juices. She craved sexual satisfaction, she needed to be touched, to be fucked. Preferably by the undead creatures that are actively sipping from her neck, but she'll settle for her weak and meager husband still laying obediently on the bed.

A few more minutes passed before the undead couple released the nearly drained housewife. Dracula did her a kindness and carried her over to the bed, tucking her in before holding both of their gazes as he further implemented his will over them. "You both are now our thralls, obedient servants to the Dracula clan. You both will go about your lives as you normally would, and not remember this encounter. However, you will subconsciously work in our favor. You will hear mine and my brides voices in your heads, and you will do our bidding without a second thought. You will only fully remember what you are when we're in close proximity to you. Serving us is a privilege and an honor. When I release you from my gaze, you both will go back to sleep and forever be our loyal human slaves."

"Yes.....Master...." The human couple said in unison, their fate sealed.

Amara stepped over and held onto Vlad, nuzzling into him as he implanted his orders into the thrall's minds. "My first thrall....our first thrall~" She cooed.

"Ahahaha.....I have taken many humans as my thralls, my dear Amara, but you are right. These are our first thralls, together~" He squeezed Amara tighter and leaned up to give her a quick kiss.

With the spell broken, Nathaniel and Mariah resumed their rest. The mental suggestion now permanently branded inside of their heads. And with their thirst sated, the vampires exited the room as quickly as they came.

Returning home, the couple were pleasantly surprised that Nancy had not only returned, but brought with her an enthralled woman. She wore a waitress outfit, just coming off of work when she had the (mis)fortune of running into the starving Nancy. The nametag on her buttoned up shirt read, 'Sarah'. Dracula inspected the young woman, taking notice of the puncture wounds on her neck; just barely concealed by her long brown hair.

"Well done, my darling little Nancy." He said as he stepped away to look at her. "She'll make for a lovely pet. I trust you were unseen?"

Nancy nodded excitedly. "Of course Master! I grabbed her when no one was around! She did put up a bit of a fight, but she calmed down once my fangs slid into her neck~"

"Excellent." He said as he caressed Sarah's face. He turned to Amara, giving her a devilish smile and offering her his hand. "Care for another feast, my love~?"

Amara floated over to him, her fangs aching from the sight of the helpless waitress. "Sure thing, Vlad honey~"

Dracula reached down to the hypnotized female's chest, undoing the buttons of her uniform and letting her supple breasts be exposed. They were modest C-cups, they would get less blood from the supple tits, but it's a fantastic place to share a meal~

The duo leaned down, suckling on Sarah's boobs and letting the living room be filled with the sound of pleasured moans. Nancy contributed to the lewd atmosphere by leaning against the wall and fingering herself once again. She looked on with lust, knowing that she helped her master and best friend claim another human. She replayed Dracula's praise in her head as she recalled her time spent sucking on Sarah's neck, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

After another moment, the vampire lord and his bride pulled away for a second. They both looked lovingly into each other's crimson eyes, and saw one another's fangs grow to their maximum length.

"Hiiiiiissssssssssssssss~"

"Hiiiiiiiissssssssssss~"

"OOOOOHH~!!!!!" Sarah cried out, breaking the spell somewhat so she could cradle the heads of the feeding vampires.

"AAAAAUUHH~!! HIIIIISSSSSSSSS~!!!!" Nancy moaned aloud as well, cumming hard as Dracula and Amara bit into her gift. She could hear the specific sound of their fangs tearing into flesh, a slight crunch as the skin gives way to sharpened teeth. She grabbed her own breast and played with it roughly, fucking herself like a horny teenager as she watched on in delight.

It hasn't been a full night yet, and Dracula has changed the lives of a handful of unsuspecting humans. A bride, a vampire servant, a human pet, and a couple of enthralled slaves. No one could stand against him, and he will have his perfect kingdom. Everyone will serve him, everyone will worship him. All it takes is a little time, and a single bite~