Motherly Advice

You put your finger in the top floor security slit and the elevator moves upward. Soon it dings and opens.

You release your glamour and realize you have a tail. You curl it about your leg and giggle. So many interesting possibilities.

“In here, my dear.”

You enter mother’s playroom. You hardly notice the shackles and bondage gear. She is busy grinding her slit on a ball gagged man. He looks nearly spent.

“Nearly done.”

The body desiccates.

“There, he was a nice meal.”

She hops off the man and comes over to you. She kisses you on the lips in a less than chaste greeting. She glances down at your tail.

“You’re looking more like your mother every time I see you.”

“You wanted me, mother?”

“Yes, Lily. While I love your youthful enthusiasm, you were a bit indiscreet at the club. I’ve already had to make a call.”

“But, mother, I wanted him.”

“Daughter, there is nothing wrong with what you did. We were made to rule these pitiful animals, to show them the pleasure of there animal nature. Do you know what it takes to rule?”

“What?”

“You must make them love you or fear you. Your sister craves adoration she has more than a hundred worshipful slaves. Do you want to be adored?”

“No!” You hiss.

As the words come out you feel your eye teeth sharpen into fangs.

“I thought as much.”

She hands you a photo with an address.

“This crusading undercover officer saw you kill the man at the club. He wants to investigate you.”

“Will you kill him?”

She laughs. “Daughter, I won’t always be there to kill your enemies for you. A good parent guides their child, but doesn’t do there work for them.”

“You want me…”

“Yes, this is your problem. You need to solve it. You can kill him in grotesque fashion to make a point, but I recommend a more subtle approach. If they are to fear you, having an advocate in the police department will be most useful. Make him your slave and you will have free reign to kill as you please.”

“How do I enslave him?”

“Simply take part of his soul, his life force and be disciplined enough to leave a bit. Beware though. He has a loving wife and your powers won’t affect her.”

“Yes, mother.”

“The limo is waiting for you.”