I remember me (Part 2)

You covered Helen's mouth and looked into her eyes. You were trying to hypnotize her, but at the same time you felt a huge wave of telepathic energy invading your mind, searching for answers and almost blinding your senses. It was the same feeling that strange presence gave you outside the house, only ten times stronger and more concentrated, and it was coming from the girl beneath you. You almost got overwhelmed.

Melissa was pulling the delirious Eugene away, and the muffled clapping sound coming from when his floppy manhood detached from Helen, snapped you out of your trance state. You grabbed Helen's arm and bared your fangs with a wicked smile.

Her feeble protest was futile as your fangs pierced deep into her flesh on the wrist, and the rich, coppery taste of her blood burst into your mouth. It was so intoxicating that you immediately grabbed her arm with both hands and bit harder, totally forgetting that you were supposed to stop her from screaming. But she has already lost the strength to scream.

In the first few seconds, Helen struggled desperately but it was in vain. Her eyes widened in shock and pain. She opened her mouth but she couldn't make any sound loud enough to alert the guards outside. As powerful in the mental realm as she might be, physically she was no match to a vampire like you.

As you drank more, you felt that her telepathic energy was waning, along with her life ****. Her power was no longer strong enough to challenge you, however, it still intrigued you. What is she, you asked yourself as you pulled out your fangs and licked the wounds to savor her flavor.

Meanwhile, Melissa was leading Eugene towards the sofa near the window. The businessman casually sat in the sofa and stared at the beauty in front of him with a lustful face, completely neglecting his struggling wife in bed just a few meters away. He has already become the female vampire's thrall after the bite, and he would do anything to please his mistress.

"Now, try to stay focused, my dear." Melissa cast a sultry glance at Eugene before she knelt down and licked her lips and fangs.

Eugene nodded and slightly twitched when the tip of his manhood touched her cold lips. Melissa licked the mixture of Eugene's and Helen's juices left all over it and continued to tease it. He gasped and groaned in delight with his eyes rolling back in his head as he succumbed to the pleasures being bestowed upon him by the vampire. He moaned aloud as he erected in her mouth again.

Melissa stroked his hardened shaft with her smooth fingers, and ran around it with her flexible tongue. When she paused to give the poor businessman a break, her fangs gleamed in the dim light and they captivated Eugene even more. He caressed the cheek of this dangerous yet beautiful monster and drowned in the fantasy of orgasmic bliss.

Oh my God... She's better than Helen... Way better... Fuck... Fuck! He didn't say the words and just panted heavily. But Helen heard them anyway, and that was enough to break her.

You noticed that drops of tears slid down her eyes when your prey was looking at her fallen husband. You watched the scene with amusement and immediately realized what happened. With her blood flowing in your veins, her mind was also yours to explore now. And you saw everything. Knew everything.

Helen used to believe that she was just a regular girl. She wished that she could fall in love with someone and have a happy, wonderful life. But that kind of dream was shattered when she began to hear things in high school. Lewd comments from the boys, envious complaints from the girls, she could hear them all even if they didn't say those words aloud. By the time she turned 18, her life has become a mess.

Many people around her thought she was crazy, and she thought so, too. The voices were relentless, and she found it hard to distinguish her own thoughts from those of others. She lost herself in the tempest. The regular and innocent girl that she used to be was like a forgotten dream to her. Familiar but far away, shielded behind the shell she created to protect herself.

When she was in college, she buried herself in the corner of the library, among books, where she could have some quiet times. There was where she met the love of her life.

Eugene Masrani was a few years older than her. He was already a successful businessman by that time, but he came back to the college library from time to time to seek more knowledge.

They met on a bright Sunday when they both wanted to read the same book, and Helen was attracted to him immediately. She has never met such a pure man, who spoke exactly the words he thought. No lustful ideas, no inappropriate languages, just pure adoration. It was love at first sight.

Sometimes Helen heard things like "vampire hunters" or "sponsors" in Eugene's mind, but since Eugene himself was only running some parts of the family business and never really believed in that kind of myths, so neither did she. Until now.

Now you understood why your mistress had to wipe your memories. Eugene's family was one of the sponsors of the vampire hunters and Helen was a telepath, who might not have realized how powerful she could be yet. If you had failed, Eugene could have used his wife's power to get every information out of your mind, expose your mistress and doom her ambition along the way.

But you have succeeded, easily. You smiled triumphantly as you looked at the weak prey beneath you, and heard the thrusting sounds and lustful moans behind you. You couldn't help imagining how Melissa was treating the businessman, and judging from the twisted, painful face of Helen's, it must be wonderful and blissful.

You bit your wrist and showed the blood dripping out of the wounds to Helen, with a calm smile on your face. Helen's eyes widened and she remained completely silent. She was frightened. She didn't know what you're doing but she couldn't do anything to stop you and save themselves either.

"Drink, and I can make the voices stop." You just smiled at her, "Just like how my mistress touches my mind to wipe my memories, I can touch yours to stop you from hearing the words in everyone's mind. You can be free of the voices, and be immortal, as long as you obey me."

The fear on Helen's face disappeared, as you have noticed, and it was replaced by astonishment and a slight excitement. She knew the weight of your words. She has been suffering for nearly 10 years, and the salvation, the peace was right in front of her eyes, and it was tempting.

She thought for a few seconds and nodded softly. You smiled in relief and placed your arm above her lips, so that several drops of your blood could fall into her mouth before the wounds healed. Helen was immediately struck with a severe fever and she twitched painfully in bed. You gently lay your hand on her belly, stroked her skin and calmed her down like she was a pet.

On the other side of the room, Melissa has already finished Eugene. She stood up from the sofa with his precious cum dripping down between her thighs and licked her fingers ravenously to savor what was left. Eugene fell **** in the sofa with blood flowing out of two pairs of puncture wounds dotting one on each side of his neck. Lucky man, you thought as you sat by the bed and looked at them happily.

Eugene wasn't drained or turned, as your mistress didn't want to arouse the hunters' suspicion. His wife, Helen, however, was now under your total control, and she would become a perfect spy.

You felt some movements behind you and turned around. Helen sat up on the bed and stared at you curiously with her red eyes. She held her head with both her hands excitedly and smiled.

"I can't hear them! I finally remember... me! I can be myself again!" Helen jumped at you and hugged you from behind, "Thank you, Master!"

"You're welcome." You gently brushed her off and stood up, "Remember, Helen. You must not kill or turn your husband, or anyone else without our permission. You will hide your secrets, spy on the Masrani family and relay any information on the vampire hunters to us. Beside those, you're free to do whatever you want until you receiver further commands from me."

"I will, Master." Helen giggled and bared a pair of tiny, sharp fangs around the corner of her mouth.

"Good. Hope to see you soon." You left a bottle of sunblock on the bedside table and went out the room with Melissa.

The moment you returned to the urban area, all your memories came back. You remembered your mistress Olivia who gifted you the immortality, your honorable police sergeant Melissa who became your partner in crime, and your eternal lover Francesca who would accompany you to the end of time.

And you remembered yourself, a private investigator who has found unmatched happiness in undeath. You felt excited when you looked at the moon through the car window. The night was still young and you couldn't wait to come home to Fran and share this wonderful experience with her. But before that...

"Hey... Who is this?" The young girl in the back seat woke up, looked at you with confusion and asked the driver.

Melissa smirked at you and bared her fangs. She does know what I want, you returned a smile and swiftly crawled to the back seat in a short scream of the girl.