Payback is a bitch, and so are you.

A half an hour to kill and you know the perfect way to kill it. With your enhanced senses you can smell the filthy wretch. You follow you nose to the servants quarters which sit outside the castle proper.

You kick open the door with your thigh high vinyl boots and walk in. Ingo stares at you in shock.

"Miss Winnifred you...you look different."

"Perhaps, but I'm still the girl you **** and ****."

You grab him by the neck and lift him off the ground. Your newfound strength delights and surprises you. You smile, showing him fangs.

Cough "Please..." Cough "Don't...kill...me...displease master"

Ingo is right your killing him would displease Vlad and you have no intention of displeasing Vlad. Still he doesn't know that.

"I have a long time for him to forgive me." You squeeze a bit harder. His fear tastes wonderful. You let him sit on the edge of panic for several minutes. Then you drop him and pull his head into your sex.

"Lick!" There is no question that it is a command, and he obeys.

His tongue is so warm and he is so full of life. Your fangs lengthen of their own accord. You see his pulse throbbing in the veins on his neck and you can hear every beat of his heart. You resist ripping out his throat and soon despite his clumsy efforts you are near orgasm.

"Ahh!" You come. You feel your power wash over him.

"Now Ingo, you will refer to me me as Mistress Winnifred."

With fear in his eyes he answers. "Yes, Mistress!"

"My shiny boots seem to have gotten dusty. Clean then."

Ingo reaches for a rag.

"Not like that, with your tongue!"

"Yes Mistress!"

He begins licking clean your boots. When you are satisfied you stop him.

"Very good, Ingo. Just one more thing. You may not come again without my permission, you wanker."

"Noo! Please mistress. Please don't..."

You turn and leave with the wretch still begging. Soon you are back in the library. Alyssa is there looking as elegant as ever.

"Winnifred, that was delightfully wicked of you. I do hope you remove your little command before Ingo goes completely mad. He has been a most useful tool."

"Of course. I wouldn't dream of hurting him...Too much."

Alyssa laughs a musical laugh. It is remarkable. Within the laugh you can hear the sound of virtually every night creature you can think of. The screech of a bat, the howl of a wolf, the chirp of a cricket, the call of the owl, and many others, all rolled up into a laugh. You wonder if you sound like that.

She smiles showing you growing fangs. "Time to hunt."

With your own thirst growing you couldn't agree more.