Chapter #1-Sex and Death
The stag had mounted the ready doe and was fucking the furry ass of the female oblivious to the presence of the the hunter hidden in the bushes at the edge of clearing. The long dark cock of the male deer furiously rammed in and out of the juicy quim of the ovulating female. Miles, the hunter, watched patiently from the brush with his bow drawn and the arrow aimed at the lungs of the pumping stag. It had been several weeks since he had been with a woman and the animal lusts he viewed were stirring an ache in his loins. He would have to find a willing wench with the profits from this kill. He would wait till the male ejaculated before killing it. It would help to insure that game would be plentiful in the future. He didn't have to wait long, soon the body of the stag stiffened as his load of sperm shot into the fertile womb of the doe. Seconds later the sharp steel blades of Miles arrow sliced through the stags body. The doe fled in panic while the male managed two steps before dropping dead.
It was a good clean kill and the meat from the big animal would feed his village for many days. Miles stripped to the waist in preparation for the bloody work of gutting the stag. With the dead animal hung by the hind legs from a tree, Miles slit the skin from asshole to neck and proceeded to remove the warm internal organs. Soon he began to feel as if he was not alone. The sun was setting and throwing long shadows in the woods. An experienced woodsman and hunter, not much frightened Miles but yet some kind of a weird feeling was making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He was glad to be done with his task, now he could cut down the stag and return to his home.
Miles was reaching up to untie the ropes holding the animal when he saw her. The tall ethereal creature stood about thirty feet away at the edge of the clearing. A light mist seemed to billow about her and Miles knew she was no village girl. She was taller and more slender than any of the girls from the villages and as he stared into her eyes he found himself strangely powerless to move. Her tongue licked small circles around her deep red lips as she slowly glided toward Miles. As she neared he could see she was a woman of great beauty, long shiny black hair flowing around white skin, deep green eyes set above high cheek bones, pouty red lips and a long slender neck. Her breasts, while not overly large, were high and firm, the bump of her nipples visible through the sheer white fabric of the long flowing gown that plunged low between her tits and was slit thigh high showing her long lean legs as she walked. Not a word crossed her lips as she reached the virile man and ran her fingers through his hair and down his hard muscular chest.
Reaching to her shoulders, she tugged at the straps of her gown and it fell down around her ankles revealing her perfectly shaped naked body. Her firm tits pressed to his chest as she used one hand to pull his mouth down to her waiting lips while her free hand worked the buttons on the front of his pants. Miles' thick cock responded to her sexuality and grew in the confines of his pants while his tongue intertwined with the darting, searching tongue of the woman. As she loosed the last button and pulled down the garment, his man tool burst out and pressed against the firm smooth female belly. Her hand circled his engorged tool and a smile formed on her lips as a slight moan left her throat. Dropping to her knees, she stretched her lips around the throbbing organ and slid the cock deep into her mouth. His thighs quivered as the vixen slurped and nipped at the penis now receiving a blow job unlike anything Miles could remember. The woman was an expert, knowing when to ease off to prolong his exquisite pleasure. Then, showing remarkable strength and grace, the lithe woman wrapped her arms around Miles' neck and lifted herself up. Her long legs wound around his waist and she lowered her wet twat down till the pussy lips tickled his cock-head. With an animal cry, she dropped herself down, impaling her gaping pussy on the full length of his shaft. Lifting herself up and down, she stroked her tight wet love tunnel on his sensitive dick. Miles had not had a woman for a long time and the pressure in his balls was building to an explosive climax. Sensing his condition, the naked vixen pushed him down on his back and sat back down on the throbbing flagpole. He felt her hair fall over his face as she nuzzled into his neck. Then she nipped his ear and his cock exploded in a gush of hot cum the spewed deep into the waiting womb engulfing it. Her back arched as she straightened up and howled out her pleasure. Then as the spent Miles relaxed, she fell down on his chest and he felt a twinge of pain in his neck as he slipped into darkness.
Chapter #2- A Tough Night
The sun was rising when Miles shook the cobwebs from his aching head and attempted to stand. His body did not want to obey and he felt very weak. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn he had a massive hangover. Flies buzzed around the body of the stag and Miles thought he had fallen asleep and dreamed of his sexual encounter - but why was he naked if it had been a dream? No, it had happened, he had been fucked silly by the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She must have been passing through the area, gotten horny and he just had gotten lucky, he would never see her again, he thought. He failed to notice two small wounds on his neck and the fact that the stag was devoid of blood.
Miles trekked back to his village, sold the carcass to the butcher and stopped by the local tavern for some food and liquid refreshments. The tavern was owned by a large fat man who abused the help and was generally a pig. Miles had known him since he settled in the village. Tonight Miles ordered his food and liquor and as the booze loosened his tongue he related his experiences of the prior evening. None of his friends would believe his story of the beautiful wanton who had seduced him the night before and a lot of laughter filled the tavern at his expense. Several hours later with his belly full and his head a bit woozy he wandered to his home and prepared his equipment for another hunt. He had already left when the two brothers showed up at the tavern looking for booze and women. They were new to the area, a couple of lowlife thieves and scoundrels. They sat down, observed the locals and ordered drinks from the comely young woman who approached their table.
Sara worked as a barmaid and had laughed with the rest of the crowd as Miles had told his fantastic tale. Her large firm tits, confined by the low cut dress she wore, jiggled like two bowls of Jello as she laughed but deep in her heart she longed for the attention of a handsome, strong, good man like Miles. She tried to imagine the feeling of wrapping her legs around his hard body and taking his manhood deep into her womb, or her favorite, up her tight asshole. It's not that she was unattractive, to the contrary, she was a very pretty girl. Not to tall at 5'4", with a round face and sandy blond hair, legs well shaped and muscular, soft full hips and ass, and a great set of jugs. It just seemed that she attracted the wrong kind of men. Tonight, her body caught the eyes of the two hard drinking brothers, who, after verbally abusing and physically groping Sara for most of the evening, went to the tavern owner and made a deal.
Chapter #3- The Sisterhood Grows
Sara could not understand why the tavern owner would send her out to the barn for eggs this close to closing time but she went rather than question his authority and taste his whip. Taking a lantern, she walked out into the warm evening and crossed to the barn. Opening the door, she walked in. The door closed behind her. She spun and saw a tall bearded man standing between her and the door. Her gasp made her large bosom heave, a sight not lost on the intruder. "Nice tits bitch", spoke the bearded man. "Ass looks good from here, Jeb", came a second male voice. Sara turned again a saw a second man, no beard this time, but obviously related to the first. Both men slowly advanced on the scared woman and as their course hands tore the dress from her body she realized the tavern owner had sold her for the night. She tried to scream but rough hands covered her mouth, then a fist slammed into her guts and doubled her over. "Quiet bitch, no sense in waking the dead over a little fucking", said the man called Jeb. Sara, still gasping from the pain of the blow, knew she had to submit or these men would hurt her badly. "You go first, Caleb, you're the older brother", said Jeb as her threw Sara to the hay covered floor. The man called Caleb had dropped his drawers and stroked his dirty cock to life, then he pounced on the prone woman and forced into her dry cunt. These guys had no idea how to pleasure a woman, they just pounded away till they came. First Caleb, next Jeb, then Caleb took her up the ass. Jeb forced Sara to suck off his smelly tool and swallow a load of jism. By now the brothers were drunk, sleepy and sated. Soon they were fast asleep and Sara grabbed her torn dress and escaped into the night.
Sara stumbled down the dark paths till she came to a clear running stream. There she waded into the water and tried to wash the stink from her body and the jism from her mouth and genitals. She lay in the cool soothing water for several minutes until she had the feeling she was being watched. First she thought the brothers had returned to ravish her some more, but when she looked around she saw a tall woman. The woman's eyes bore into hers and she felt a sense of security. "Don't be frightened, my dear, I mean you no harm". "I sense you are troubled, come and sit with me and talk about it". Even though Sara had never seen the woman before, she rose naked from the water and walked to her. The tall woman held Sara's head to her bosom. "I am Victoria but please call me Vicky. And your name is?"
"I am called Sara", she responded while nuzzling between the firm breasts of the taller woman. They sat down in the grass, the nude barmaid in the lap of the tall beautiful stranger. She then blurted out the story of her rape to this total stranger yet seemingly compassionate woman. Vicky held the nude girl tight and Sara slowly looked up to her face. Vicky bent down and kissed Sara full on the lips. Sara's first instinct was to pull away but she did not, instead she kissed back and held tight to the tall woman. Soon their tongues were interlocked and exploring the depths of their throats. Vicky's hands massaged the fullness of Sara's breasts while Sara's hands cupped the firm buttocks of Victoria. Vicky slipped free of her gown and their two furry love mounds pressed together. Vicky's long fingers slipped between Sara's pussy lips and found the girl's G spot. Sara moaned and shuddered, till Vicky guided Sara's lips to her turgid nipple. Sara mouthed the long hard fleshy knob and was rewarded with a flow of tangy tasting milk which she drank with relish. Vicky gave her the second breast and again she drank. Sara was aglow with passion and made no resistance as Vicky forced her on her back and straddled her nude wet body. Both women spread open the cunt of the other with their fingers and explored the dark caverns before diving in with tongues and slurping up hot pussy juice. Sara barely noticed the twinge of pain when two sharp fangs sunk into her twat, extracted blood and left some fluid of their own. The two naked vixens rolled about in the grass, legs wrapped around bodies, tits held tightly in hand, tongues deep in vaginas. Sara felt herself cumming, Vicky felt it to, she sat up and forced her muff into Sara's face and as the shorter woman flew into orgasm, dropped her head down between Sara's legs and bit deep into the femoral artery in her inner thigh. As Sara's warm blood gushed down her throat, her orgasm filled Sara's mouth with sweet pussy juice. Sara was still swallowing as she slipped into blackness. Victoria effortlessly picked up the sleeping woman and carried her off to a large vacant mansion on the outskirts of the village. Laying the nude girl on a sofa, she kissed her once and turned to leave. Sara would sleep for some time and Victoria still had much to do that evening.
Chapter #4 - A Male Member
Miles slept fitfully that evening, dreaming of the woman who had seduced him. Somehow he sensed he would see her again. It must have been about three in the morning when a cool breeze form an opening door wafted over Miles nude body. The chill woke him and thru bleary eyes in the dim light of the moon, he saw the tall woman from the previous evening standing along side his bed, looking down at him. "Hello Miles, yes I know your name, my name is Victoria but please call me Vicky". "Last night was so good I wanted to come back for more. Do you mind?"
Miles smiled at the woman and held open his arm. She undid the long pink gown covering her lush body, it slid over her smooth skin to the floor. Then she climbed into the small bed and lay her nude body next to his. Given another chance at this voluptuous creature, Miles planned on being more aggressive. The previous evening she had had her way with him and dominated, tonight it would be more even. He wasted no time, His hand encircled her firm breast while he drew her lips to his and kissed her hard. She nipped his lip with her front teeth and he filled her warm mouth with tongue. His hands roamed up and down her torso, stopping to kneed her breasts and squeeze her firm flat ass. She had one knee up and her leg slid to one side opening up her inner thighs. Miles lowered his head to kiss her tits while his hand slipped up the inside of a soft thigh and came to rest on the heart of her womanhood. He could feel the heat emanating from inside her love box. Vicky's hips gyrated slowly as he massaged her clitoris and slipped his finger deep into the sweet cavern. As his finger probed and tickled her hot cunt, his lips wrapped around the dark areola and rigid nipple of her left breast. "Ooowwww yes, taste me Miles, taste all of me", moaned the dark haired vixen as Miles began to suckle her tit. Miles had sucked tits before and some had been lactating, but the taste of Vicky's milk was a new experience. It was warm and sweet but also it had a pleasant tang to it and he could feel it all the way to his belly. He seemed to warm internally and it increased his vigor. "Mmmmmm, that's good"' sighed Miles as he drained the boob of liquid. Vicky countered, "Don't forget this one, it need loving too", as she held her right breast out to him. "I'm not about to forget their a pair, the most perfect pair I ever saw", complimented Miles as he shifted positions to bring his leg up between Vicky's thighs. The gorgeous vampiress moaned and writhed in heat as he sucked the firm right boob and rubbed her love patch with his leg. When both milk jugs were drained Miles quipped, "Time for some desert"! With that, he spun his body around and dropped his head between Vicky's long legs. Miles reveled in her musty smells as he kissed her soft silky inner thighs and traced her vertical smile with his tongue. As he licked lazy circles around her extended clitoris, he felt her hands grasp and softly squeeze his dangling scrotum. "Damn Miles, your better than I had hoped for". "I want us to be together always", she moaned as her long wet tongue traveled up the bottom of his rigid nine inch cock. With his hips quivering from the sensation in his groin, Miles drove his own tongue deep into Vicky's wet vagina and lapped up a healthy dose of hot pussy juice. She was teasing the tip of his dick with her tongue, licking off the emerging pre-cum when she asked Miles the question, "Miles, would you like to be my lover and soulmate forever, never worry about money again?"
His mouth never left her twat but he nodded and squeezed her ass cheeks in an affirmative answer. A smile crossed Vicky's red lips as they open to encircle his rigid flagpole. The long shaft disappeared in the depths of her throat as her lithe body lifted up to engulf it. Her hands held tight to his ass for support and her long nails drew red lines on his ass as they scratched him. he could feel the sperm building up pressure in his balls as he sought to fill her love box with his face. One of his fingers slipped through the tight rosebud of her asshole and she began to orgasm. She mashed her muff into him and more sweet juice filled his throat. Her mouth clamped down hard on his cockhead and it exploded in an eruption of white sticky cum as her fangs sunk in to the turgid, blood filled member. Vicky drank down the blood and jism mixture with a relish while Miles ball sack spasmed and constricted to maintain the jet of his seed. Then before his cock could wither, Vicky released it from her mouth and commanded, "fuck me, you big stud, fill my cunt with that big dick". Miles lifted his head and turned while Vicky arched her back and spread open her long legs. As he neared, she took his cock and guided the bloody wet head to her snatch. The softening cock restiffened as it parted her pursed pussy lips and she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. The warmth of her deep love tunnel engulfed his penis and reinvigorated it. His hips pumped like pistons as he drilled for orgasms in her sex mine. Vicky had wrapped her legs around Miles and her hands clawed his back. The two hard mounds of her tits mashed against his chest as again they oozed milk that mixed with his sweat. Another load of cum was building in his balls and with one mighty thrust he shot it into her waiting womb. As the hot mating goo filled her, she lifted her head to his neck and bit the bulging blood filled vein. Vicky shuddered with an orgasm as the warm blood ran down her throat and Miles slipped into a deep sleep.
Chapter #5 - Revenge Served Red
Caleb and Jeb went back to the tavern the next evening and were surprised when the foxy barmaid was not there. They asked the tavern keeper and the gross fat man cursed Sara, calling her an unreliable slut and proclaiming he would whip the skin from her ass for not being at work. He was really pissed because the two brothers wouldn't spend their money to fuck the other barmaid. She was the wife of the keeper and just as fat and gross as he.
So the two men kept their dicks in their pants and spent the evening getting blind drunk and hurling insults at the fat barmaid. At closing time the tavern keeper, still sore at not making any pimp money, threw the two men out and locked the door. The brothers staggered down the road, sometimes falling over rocks or in potholes. When they were deep in the woods two women appeared on the path in front of them. Jeb rubbed his eyes and tried to focus in the dim light and fog. "By cracky, Caleb, it's our little whore from last night and she brought along a friend". "Hey you little tramp, you come back for some more of us"? "Come on over here and let old Jeb make you happy". "Don't worry about your friend, we can fill her up to". The two boorish men approached the mist shrouded vixens who stood their ground and stared seductively at the males. When Caleb and Jeb were within ten feet their eyes met the deep burning eyes of the vampiresses and they found themselves transfixed to the spot. Only then did the voluptuous vixens advance, Sara to Caleb and Victoria to Jeb. There was no foreplay, no sexual teasing, this was for nourishment and revenge. The vampiresses pounced on the men like wolves to sheep. Using superhuman strength, the two women threw the larger men to the ground and slashed into their necks with tearing fangs. The screams of the doomed men echoed in the empty woods as they were drained of every drop of blood. When they were sated, the sexy killers dragged the corpses into the deep underbrush to rot.
The tavern keeper was alone, his wife, exhausted from having to do double work, had gone upstairs and passed out on the bed without bothering to wash or undress. Even the slovenly husband had been turned off by the sight and smell of his dirty pig of a wife sprawled out. He had gone back down to the barroom and had a drink or two. His sleep on the floor was disturbed by a knock at the door. "We're closed", he yelled but the knock continued. Finally he rose and opened the door a crack. "Miles you fool, I said we're closed." "Come back tomorrow". He began to close the door but the intruder shoved his way in. The owner took a swing at the dark clad vampire but Miles easily blocked the blow. Miles grabbed the man by the throat and lifted his 280 pound body off the floor with one arm. Gurgles escaped the suspended man's mouth and his eyes bugged out of his head. Then, as the man neared death, miles lowered him and sunk his virgin fangs into their first victim. Miles first taste of blood gave him a rush on a par with sex. He was definitely liking this vampire lifestyle. Dropping the dry dead body to the floor, Miles thought about killing the wife. The fact that she hadn't wronged Sara and remembering her appearance helped Miles decide that she could live a little longer.
The predatory threesome met back at the mansion, invigorated by feeding on fresh blood. The next several hours were spent bathing each others bodies and bouts of three way sex. Miles found he had incredible stamina and staying power and the two vixens could not wear him out. He brought them each to five orgasms before he finally shot his last hot load into Sara's ass. They slept together, naked on a big bed, with Miles in the middle and two nude vampiressess laying over him. Tomorrow they would begin planning to increase the size of their sect.
Chapter #6 - An Offer She Couldn't Refuse
The next morning Victoria explained her plan - they would "recruit" about a dozen young and beautiful women from the surrounding area and open a bordello in the mansion. Some customers, those not likely to be missed soon, would be killed for their blood. Some high ranking officials would be seduced and put under a hypnotic like spell to insure that the vixens weren't bothered. Even if the villagers eventually figured out something was wrong, they would be powerless to stop the vampires. Vicky explained again the process required to convert a victim. They were changing the basic chemical make up of the blood, do it wrong and the victim would die. Vicky would assist Sara in her first conversion. Miles could not convert anyone because he lacked one vital ingredient, the breast milk. Vicky knew just where to find a their first victims. Not far away was a girls finishing school run by strict nuns, and in it, several young girls ripe for the taking. That evening, with Miles along to see they were not disturbed, the two vampire vixens slipped into the dormitory of the girls school.
Elana and Mary had known each other all of their lives, gone to school together, and now at age eighteen, were almost done with the rigid structure of finishing school. Soon they would have to leave this place and each other to marry and raise children, something neither one really wanted. The girls had become lovers and wished just to be able to live together. As young girls they had watched each others bodies as the baby fat was replaced by curves and hips and breasts bloomed into womanhood. Their first sexual experimentation had been on each other. When Mary had taken a young boy out to the barn for the first time, she had recounted every detail to the still virgin Elana. She told her of the boy's fumbling, how he used his hands to harden his smooth dick, how he had to be guided to the right spot and the pain of losing her cherry. Now, late in the evening when most girls were sleeping, the two friends lay together in their bed, naked and sweaty. They had to take care not to wake the nuns, for what they were doing would bring severe whipping if they were discovered. Their legs were interlocked like a pair of inverted v's and buried in their hot wet cunts was a double ended hard leather dildo. Four firm full tits jiggled as they slammed their muffs together and probed assholes with long fingers. So engrossed were the two orgasmic girls that they didn't notice two more nude bodies joining them, or if they did notice, they didn't seem to mind. Every square inch of bed was covered by soft female flesh as Sara and Vicky joined the lovemaking, pressing their own pouting pussies into the faces of the two girls. Maybe Elana and Mary thought the other participants were other girls from the school, in the dark room they couldn't make out faces, but the pussies were hot and wet so they dined on the warm juices and nibbled on hard clits. Soon the two victims had breasts in their mouths and were drinking the mystic elixir of transformation. Neither girl protested as the vampiressess untangled the mass of legs, removed the wet dildo, and switched to a sixty-nine position. Then two sets of fangs pricked puffy wet pussy lips before sinking into soft inner thighs for a long drink.
Miles had accompanied the two female vampires and now as he lurked in the darkness, a lantern began to glow in one of the rooms. The light sleeping dormitory supervisor had been awakened by the sounds of lust coming from the girls room and she planned to investigate. The middle aged, plump woman emerged from her quarters in a long plain sleeping gown that hide her entire body. She had a plain face, short hair and thin lips. A man had not seen her naked since her teens before she joined a convent. Now as she left the room, she found herself staring into the deep piercing eyes of the male vampire. With hand to mouth, she sought to scream but nothing came out. The dark eyes bore into her soul and she found herself leading him outside the building. Miles approached her and tore the nightgown from her body. She did not flinch as her large swaying breasts were gripped by his strong hands. He bent over the woman, kissing her lips while forcing her down on her back. She was under his power as he spread her plump thighs and knelt between them. Long empty and dry, her twat burned as his long cock sank in. Soon the love juices, so long unused, began to flow and lubricate the big hole. Miles fucked her hard and fast, she quickly built to a climax. Her cunt, filled once again with male meat, quivered uncontrollably as she began to have the first orgasm in thirty years and also the last. Her quivering cunt triggered Miles explosion and white hot jism shot from his cock as his fangs sunk into her neck. He continued to suck and pump till her veins were dry. Leaving the dead naked woman in the bushes, he rejoined his comrades who were carrying their unconscious victims back to the mansion.
Chapter #7 - Getting Down to Business
Victoria now had three girls in her sect and began the next phase of her plan. She planted rumors about beautiful whores living in the old mansion and soon two local young men showed up at the door late one evening. Hank was the son of a farmer while Edward came from a rich merchant family. They got talking about finding some pussy that evening, add some potent liquor, and soon staggered off to see if the rumors were true. Their pounding on the door was answered as the door swung open and Sara, in a red gown that left little to the imagination, invited the young men in and asked their business. Both men remembered Sara from her days as a barmaid and now, seeing her in the sheer gown, they knew the rumors were true. "My friend and I came here to get laid", spoke Edward while Hank nodded his affirmation. Sara quoted the price and got their money then led them upstairs to the bedrooms of Elana and Mary. Elana was ready for Edward as he entered the room. She was naked, laying back on her bed with her ass up in the air and her furry twat looking him in the face. "Like what you see, big boy, come and get it", enticed the tall blond vampiress in a husky seductive voice. Edward almost tore his clothes off in his haste to mount the wiggling blond beauty. With a half hard cock he jumped on the bed and tried to penetrate the slut. She had to massage his tool to full rigidity before he could plunge into her well of delights. Once engulfed in her hot box, the young stud fucked furiously and ineptly, quickly loosing self control and ejaculating prematurely. Elana hadn't had a chance to get stimulated so instead of killing the young man right away, she laid him on his back and took his limp dick into her mouth and played her tongue over the tip. After a few minutes of stimulation, he regained his erection. The hungry vampiress wouldn't let him have top position this time, she mounted his flagpole and with her big tits waving in his face, she rode him till she came. Edward was in over his head (bad pun) with this wanton vixen. He was still trying to ride out her orgasm when she fell upon him and sank her fangs into his neck. As the blackness of unconsciousness loomed, he shot his wad.
Hank performed better with Mary, he may not have been as rich and sophisticated as Ed but he had more experience with women and animals on the farm. Mary greeted him wearing a short tight teddy that rode up the crack of her wide soft ass. The fabric strained to contain her full bust line and the dark hair of her pussy peaked out of the thin stipe of cloth that barely covered her dark pussy lips. They sat on the edge of the bed and as she undid his shirt and pants, he ran his hand through her long shiny dark brown hair and over her voluptuous body. Mary let out a low moan as he cupped her large breasts and played with her nipples which now were quite evident under the sheer fabric. She had his shirt off and massaged the work hardened muscles of his upper body. Mary slipped the teddy from her shoulders and her magnificent hooters sprang forth from their restraints. Hank held the large firm mounds and licked the dark areolas with his tongue, Mary quivered and pulled him tight to her bosom. He mouthed the hard nipple of her left tit and sucked as a baby at a mother. Her hands removed his pants and felt the thick hardness of his penis. Bending over, she mouthed the bulbous end of his schlong and slide her teeth over the thick under-vein. His cock was fully erect to the point of being painful. It was not overly long but it was very thick and Mary's lips stretched to accept it. Hank had managed, with Mary's willing gyrations, to remove her teddy and now he had a handful of muff. His fingers were probing her vagina and her juice seeped onto the bed. Mary was getting hot, her nipples jutted out from her tits like two spearheads and her ass writhed with the finger fucking. "Take me, take me like the big farm stud you are", she moaned as she got on hands and knees. Hank knelt behind her plump ass and spread her cheeks apart. He took his cock and placed the wet head on her open pussy but before he could grab her hips and thrust, she reared back and impaled herself on the thick shaft. "OOoooooaaaaahhhh", she cried as he began to piston in and out of her hot cunt. His hips slapped hers and her large hanging jugs swayed to her movements. Soon she begged, "give me some in the ass, big guy". Hank kept up the pumping of her pussy while he used his fingers to lubricate her tight bung hole with the fuck juices. A quick pull out and he drilled her rosebud with a well lubed dick. "Oh shit, more, more", she cried, bending over farther to provide a better angle of attack. She had two orgasms before she pulled off his rampaging cock and laid him down. Her pussy slipped effortlessly down on his throbbing wang as she pinned him to the bed. The bed became a trampoline as he held her tits and she bounced up and down on the penis in her quim. Hank could take no more and he grabbed the wanton sluts ass and held her tight as his balls shot forth their seed. He didn't feel the fangs tap his jugular vein like a keg of beer.
The rays of the sun cut a steep angle through the window glass by the time Hank and Ed started to revive. The light burned into their bleary eyes accentuating the terrible headaches both men had. Their limbs felt like lead weights and when they did try to move, they found themselves bound hand and foot to the beds on which they lay. The door swung open, squeaking slightly on it's hinges, and the four deadly vixens entered the room. All were dressed in long, clinging, low cut gowns. Miles followed them in, clad only in a small codpiece. "Good morning boys, hope you had a pleasant night", chimed Vicky as she gazed down at their latest victims. "What's going on, why are we tied up"? questioned Ed. "Why boys, you fell asleep before we could finish our games", added Mary "We want you to get your moneys worth"!
Something in her voice sent a chill of fear up Ed's back, "Just untie us and let us go, we must be going". "Sorry boys, you may be finished but we're not". piped in Elana. With that, Elana and Mary bent over the groins of the nude men and expertly brought their cocks to life. When both dicks were hard the vampiresses curled back their lips and exposed their long sharp fangs. There was no orgasmic lust, no overpowering passion to dull the sensation this morning. The men howled in agony as the white fangs ripped into their blood engorged cocks while Vicky and Sara feasted on their necks. The four females took their time and drank slowly for as they were bent over, Miles would go from one to the next, lift up their gown, and fuck each girl as she feasted. This time the bodies were drained dry and that evening Miles would dispose of the corpses.
Other girls were soon added to the sect. Cherri, a tall busty redhead, had been the mistress of an army officer. When his troops lost a major battle and he was killed, Cherri had fled rather than suffer the humiliation heaped on the losers whores. Rhonda, a slim lithe blond, had been a dancer but an ankle injury ruined that career. Both girls had met by chance on in a coach and traveled together to the mansion looking for work as hookers. Vicky welcomed them in and after an evening group orgy with Miles and all the girls, they were "converted" willingly to vampirism.
Juliette, a "seasoned pro" also heard rumors of the new high class bordello and thought she could make the change from street corner hooking to the good life. When she first showed up at the mansion, Victoria was not overly impressed. The woman was in her mid thirties, tired and dirty from the long trek, and not well dressed. Vicky decided to have her cleaned up and make a meal out of her for the rest of the girls. She had Mary and Cherri escort her to a bathroom and help her get cleaned up. The mansion was equipped with several large baths, each with a tub that could hold four or five people. Under the watchful eyes of the vampiresses, Juliette stripped off her tattered, dirty clothes and climbed into the deep pool of warm water. Mary took the clothes to have them burned.
Cherri disrobed and joined Juliette in the bath, sitting behind her and washing the road grime from her long chestnut brown hair. Juliette had been hiding ample charms under those old clothes. Now as she sat in the deep water, her monumental jugs floated in front of her like two melon shaped life buoys. Her belly was not as hard and flat as the younger girls, but it's slight pout was not unattractive and flowed well into her flaring hips and furry love mound. Her legs were well shaped and fleshed out ending in a pair of plump ass cheeks. Rinsing the soap from Juliette's hair, Cherri could see and feel the silky shine in the long locks. As her hands ran through the hair, squeezing out the excess water, her fingers traced down Juliette's back and butt. The woman quivered slightly at the vampiresses touch. Cherri switched her position to face Juliette and could see her face, free from dirt, was very pretty, if slightly wrinkled. Deep brown eyes, a pert nose and full lips, waiting to be kissed. Which is what Cherri did, planting her own warm lips on Juliette's mouth in a quick peck. Then as Juliette massaged her breasts with soapy hands, Cherri washed the woman's legs, working her way from the feet up to the submerged crotch of the newest victim. Cherri could feel the woman's ass quiver as her hands washed Juliette's cunt. Soon Cherri had her head near the woman's long rigid nipples and asked her, "You ever do it with a woman?" Juliette answered her with a silent smile while pulling Cherri's mouth to her tit. As Cherri sucked on the warm nipple, she felt something enter her twat. As the incredible feeling of pleasure wracked her and she shuddered into an orgasm, she realized it was Juliette's foot in her cunt, the big toe massaging her clitoris.
Just before Cherri erupted, Mary and Victoria had entered the room. Mary had told her of the woman's voluptuous body and Vicky decided to take a second look at the woman. Now as she witnessed Cherri's orgasm, she felt she may have been to hasty in judging Juliette. Juliette looked up at the two dry vampiresses and pointed to the tub. Mary and Vicky looked at each other and grinned then disrobed. They joined the other two in the pool and Juliette went for Vicky crotch. Keeping just enough of her face above water to breath, she sought out the hot snatch with her mouth. Vicky gasped and rolled her eyes, her hips suddenly pulsing. She was experiencing intense stimulation from Juliette. Something none of the vampiresses knew until now was Juliette had an exceptionally long tongue and knew how to use it. Buried deep in Vicky's pussy, it explored the walls of her vagina and circled her clitoris. While all this was going on, Mary had her fingers up Juliette's ass and Cherri was experimenting with her new found technique, probing Mary's twat with her toes.
Vicky was nearing a climax when she spoke to no one in particular, "She's in!" Cherri got the message and dove under the tongue drilling woman and sank her teeth into Juliette's squeaky clean pussy. The bitten woman stiffened and shot all of her tongue into the hot cunt of Vicky who pulled the woman tight to her pussy and orgasmed, filling Juliette with her warm juice. Then she lifted the woman's head and shove a hard tit into her mouth. Juliette needed no encouragement to drink deep of the lifemilk the vampiress offered her. She eagerly drained both boobs then lay back and floated on the surface of the water, legs open. Mary slipped in between and sank her teeth into the soft inner thigh while Cherri and Vicky each took a bite of a boob.
Juliette felt a strange warm sleepiness and lost consciousness. When she awakened the next day, she was laying on a big soft bed and wore an expensive night gown that showed her full features very favorably. She stood and admired herself in a full length mirror. Her large breasts, though always firm, had begun to sag, but today they seemed to have regained some of their youthful tone. The small wrinkles under her eyes were gone. She wondered what was in that bath water. Soon Vicky entered and informed her of her initiation and what lay ahead. Juliette and Vicky had a long talk and Juliette told of her former life. She stated that although she had no problem with men, she preferred female lovers in her private hours. Vicky assured her that all her girls would be quite receptive to the older woman's advances. Though somewhat surprised at the turn of events, she was happy with her new surroundings and life.
Danielle was a tall, busty, dark eyed, tawny skinned, gypsy beauty who thought Miles was just another john. She had met the handsome stranger in the forest near her wagon and made her proposal. Miles, always looking for a good fuck and warm blood, came across with the cash and followed her to the wagon. Her peasant outfit had hidden her long legs and full firm tits. As Miles looked lustily at her nude body, he knew Vicky would want her for the sect. Danielle got a shock also when Miles dropped his pants and his enormous erect cock aimed for her crotch like a divining stick after water. She got carried away sucking his oversize cock, not realizing how his balls had started to tremble, and took his first ejaculation full in the face which promptly made her cum. Next she took a load in her ass while she bit down hard on a pillow from the mixture of pain and pleasure of his huge cock stretching open her tight asshole. Finally he mounted her face to face and filled her wet aching cunt with his meat. Danielle was in ecstasy, she could not remember such good sex. Most of her customers were good for about five minutes at best before climaxing. A stream of hot jism filling her womb brought on her last climax and she was to tired to struggle as he bit into her neck. Miles was careful not to drink to deep from the gypsy, she must be strong enough to undergo conversion by the females.
More girls kept being added, Vivian and Cloe, sexy village girls seduced in their beds and carried back to the sect. Redheaded Jessica and the small but busty Anna, kidnapped from a traveling theater company and seduced. Constance, the small, sexy young wife of the local vicar, raped in her own church by Miles and brought back for conversion. Lastly Leanne, a young virgin seduced by Elana on her wedding night before the groom could pop her cherry.
Leanne had been betrothed in infancy to Thomas, himself only a small boy, by the arrangements of the parents. It mattered nothing to them that she did not like, much less love, Thomas. She did have a few male friends, but none ever got to first base. She made it quite clear that the friendship would be platonic or nothing. Leanne preferred the company of girls and would only have sex with another female. She dreaded her impending wedding day and tried to run away but was caught by Thomas's family and returned. When the ignominious day finally arrived, Leanne plied Thomas with vast quantities of liquor in the hopes he would pass out. And pass out he did, barely into the bedroom, his eyes rolled up and he fell to the floor. Leanne left him lay and undressed for bed, putting on a demure white gown and panties. She lay in bed for half an hour listening to Thomas's snoring and bemoaning her fate before falling asleep with tear reddened eyes. About two in the morning she was awakened by a hand squeezing her breast. Assuming it was her husband, she lay back still, spread her legs and bit down on her lip, all without opening her eyes. When soft feminine lips met hers, Leanne opened her eyes knowing they didn't belong to the drunken lout on the floor. Her gaze was met by the hypnotic stare of the vampiress and she was under the spell. Elana's hands were under her gown, tweaking her hardening nipples and probing her clean shaven pussy. With the entrance of a long slender finger into her love tunnel, Leanne arched her back and drove the digit in up to the palm.
"This is what I want, not some dirty rough male cock", moaned the young sex kitten. With that affirmation, Elana knelt over the small girl and tore the gown in half, then pulled the panties down off her slim legs. Her own seductive, low cut dress soon wound up on the floor and she proceeded to fill the small girls mouth with her large, firm, milk filled breasts. Leanne gulped down the sweet elixar and stained the bed with her cunt juice as the sensual feelings induced by the milk rocketed her to an orgasm that shook her small body. Elana, smelling the musty cunt juice, lowered her head between the slim thighs and bit lightly into the steamy quim. Leanne writhed and gasped, then she suddenly screamed as an awakened Thomas stood over the lesbian coupling and shouted "What sort of blasphemy is this"? "Die you evil spawn of Satan", commanded Thomas as he plunged a knife into the nude slender back of the top woman. Elana, engrossed in her lovemaking, didn't notice Thomas awaken and stand. She heard his tirade and felt the thud of the blade as it ripped her flesh, however, she felt no pain and no weakness. The angered vampiress turned on her attacker and held him with superhuman strength while her fangs torn into his throat. He screamed and struggled vainly to escape but his strength quickly deserted him as his blood was drained. With an angry snarl, Elana ripped open the neck of the corpse and threw it across the room. Then she remembered the knife and pulled it from her back and as it was removed, the wound healed over. Leanne, the spell broken, cowered on the bed as Elana turned back to her. "Don't fear, my pretty little love, you to shall have my power and invincibility". "There is just one more step, you will not die and when you awaken, we shall be sisters forever", Elana said as she bent over the shaking girl and punctured her throat.
Victoria's stable of vampire whores was now almost full, one more beautiful and seductive than the next. One last addition was made, Elke, a tall, beautiful Nordic girl with long blond hair, blue eyes, a 42" DD chest and the morals of an alley cat. She had been a high priced call girl in another country but a scandal had forced her to flee and by chance her train stopped in this small village. While staying over in the local hotel, she heard the rumors of about the mansion and decided to check it out. Elke showed up one evening looking to spend the night with another woman, it had been awhile since she had enjoyed the tenderness of another females pussy. Vicky had taken one look at the big blond and whisked her away to her private room. Once there, she had told Elke that if she passed her "audition" with Vicky, she would be allowed to join the "family". Vicky already knew from the girls appearance and the way she carried herself that she would pass with flying colors, but something about the six foot blond ignited a flame of passion in Vicky and she needed the excuse to bed this bitch. The head vampiress also took a chance and told Elke of the vampire sect before seducing her. If she had bolted now and escaped to spread the facts, the whole sect would be in danger, but Vicky read her right, she was all for conversion.
Elke stood and let her clothes fall from her stunning body and Vicky drank in the sights, strong arms and legs though still soft and feminine, high hard breasts with no sag even though they were large, long pink nipples and a slim waist. Her crown jewel was her muff. The slim waist joined her flaring hips in a perfect V of a pelvis, the slight hump of her love mound was trimmed in golden curls that were shaved back to outline her crotch. Her pussy lips were as pink as her nipples with a protruding clitoris that begged for some lip service. A tremor rose thru Vicky's body, this girl excited her more than any female had ever done and they hadn't even started yet. She loosened the straps holding her gown and it fell, letting Elke view her nudity also. Elke decided to play the aggressor and picked up Vicky, carrying her to the bed and gently laying her down. The tall blond crouched over the dark haired female, kissing her full red lips and rubbing their nipples together. Vicky began to squirm as the blond's tongue teased the roof of her mouth, drew wet circles on her lips and traced a path down her chin, across her sensitive neck, and into the valley between her breasts. Elke ran her tongue up and around the firm mounds, moistening the hard nipples with her pouting lips, then she continued her journey down the soft skin. Sliding her wet organ across the flat expanse of belly, she stopped to probe Vicky's belly button before continuing down. The vampiresess hips began to buck as the tongue neared her fuzzy delights and she clasped the blond head and held it tight to her cunt when Elke's tongue penetrated her womanhood. Elke remained there for a while, tasting the sweetness of Vicky's pussy, then she rolled the dark haired woman on her back and continued her exploration. Using her hands to spread wide the firm ass cheeks of her lover, Elke drew her tongue up the musky valley and drilled into Vicky's dark rosebud. The buggered vixen let out a cry of passion and her hands grabbed the sheets in a death grip. Her ass reared back hard into Elke's face as she orgasmed then she fell forward onto the bed. Elke kissed the quivering vampiress in the dimpleed spot where her back met her ass, then she rolled her over again and covered her Vucky's body with her own.
The naked sluts lay on their sides, deep throat kissing each other while thighs rammed tight into hot crotches. Vicky's fluid filled boobs ached for release and she pushed one of the milk laden tits into Elke's mouth. Elke drank like a baby with it's mother, using her hands to massage every last drop of the sweet liquid from the teat before switching to the other tit. While the new convert was busy drinking the fluid of new life, Vicky's hand was exploring the softness of the blonds pussy. Her long fingers probed as deep as they could reach into the wet tunnel of lust. Elke's body reacted to the stimulation, blood coursed to her nipples and labia, turning them pink and puffy, ready for sex. When her breasts were drained, Vicky turned around and slipped her head between the soft flaring thighs of the blond. She tongued the open twat, tasting the sweet pussy juice while Elke did the same to her. Then as Elke began to build to a climax and her pussy lips were red with engorged blood, Vicky gently bit down on the hot labia. Ekle yelped and shuddered then thrust her hips up as she came. Vicky didn't let her come down but slid up her body and bit her on both nipples, sucking a small amount of blood from each tit. Elke shuddered again as her orgasm renewed. She didn't notice Vicky pull a small cord near the head of the bed. Vicky laid back and brought her legs up and she motioned for Elke to enjoy. Elke knelt with her ass up and her head buried in Vicky's cunt. When Miles entered the room, summoned by Vicky pulling the bell cord, Elke was unaware of his presence. Vicky looked at Miles and smiled while she spread Elke's ass cheeks with her hands. Miles knew at once what his mistress wanted and he dropped his pants. The thick shaft of his dick sprang to life and he jumped on the bed behind Elke. Her first realization of his presence was feeling his prick drill her wet cunt. The fucking threesome bounced on the bed, Elke sandwiched between the vampires, until with a massive thrust, Miles spewed forth his undead seed into her vagina.
After a blissful evening of passion with the vampire leader and her male lover, Elke was ready to join their ranks. Elke soared to an unearthly orgasm as Vicky sank her fangs into her long neck while Miles drank from the soft blond love muff to complete the process. Now that she was a vampiress, she quickly became one of the favorite girls at the bordello, but she also still roamed the streets when the mood struck her.
The local mayor and police constable had been seduced and placed under the vampiressess spell. Word soon spread of the new sex palace and men came from all over to sample the sexual delights offered. More than a few women also paid for a night with one or more of the sultry sluts or if they wanted straight sex, Miles was available. The vixen's sex palace offered drinks, sex shows and games of chance. Some men paid good money to watch two or three of the vampiressess in a lesbian orgy while they jacked off. Rhonda came up with a very popular game of chance. If a man could make her submit in a nude fight, he paid nothing for his evenings pleasures, but if he lost, he paid double for everything. Many men took her up on the proposition, none ever won, and the losers didn't seem to mind.
Rhonda had a room set aside for her games. It was empty except for seating for spectators and mats on the floor. The nude combatants would face each other on the mat and the contest would begin. Kicking, punching and wrestling was allowed, eye gouging and biting were not. Most men, assuming they were much stronger than the naked woman, would begin by trying to get Rhonda in a bear hug. She would let them walk up to her and encircle her firm chest with their arms. Then she would grab their chins with one hand and the back of their heads with the other and twist. The man ended up flat on his back with Rhonda heel in his guts. Now the embarrassed guy would get mad and charge the lithe girl. She liked to side step and plant a hard roundhouse kick to the side of their heads. Rhonda would toy with the guy for five or ten minutes, even letting him get in a few licks that didn't hurt her at all. She always finished the same way, leaping high, she would lock her firm muscular thighs around the man's neck and ride him to the floor. There, with her delicious pussy so close he could almost but not quite kiss it, the man would submit. It was not unusual for repeat customers, Vicky made sure the rich ones had several chances to spend their money before being killed, to make the battle with Rhonda a regular event.
A rich visiting merchant came to the house one evening wanting to party with three girls. He chose Juliette, Cloe and Danielle for the nights fun. He was carrying a large amount of cash and probably would not be back in the area so Vicky told the girls to kill him. His night of lust began in one of the large baths but unknown to him, would end there also. The three naked vixens joined him in the warm water and while Cloe expertly massaged his dick, he watched Juliette and Danielle mash their large tits together as they kissed and finger fucked each other. The guy's name was Sam and he was horny as hell. Cloe's manipulations had him rigid in no time and he pulled the sultry vixen to him, slipping between her legs and drilling her willing cunt with his male meat. She rode his flagpole, her tits and hair flying in his face as his eyes rolled and he savored the feeling of the hot tight twat engulfing his manhood. Juliette and Danielle were oblivious to the fucking couple, so engrossed were they with their own sexual games. Danielle was experiencing Juliette's talented toes and she writhed in ecstasy and squeezed the big breasts of the older woman so hard that Juliette's vixen milk squirted out. The warm liquid wet the silky chest of Danielle and made white stains in the clear water. Juliette bent backward and reached behind herself, circling the slim waist of Cloe and pulling the fucking couple toward herself. Sam reached out and added his hands to Juliette's monumental mounds while Danielle cupped Cloe's hard tit's. Sam was overcome by the sights and senses and hosed a hot stream of jism into Cloe's ready womb. She took the load without cumming herself. He had gone off to fast to fully stimulate her. She removed herself from his dong and laid on her back, asking Juliette to finish the job with her long tongue. While Juliette was wedged in Cloe's thighs, slurping the pussy juice and cum mixture from the hot qwim, Danielle was rubbing her tight ass up against Sam's crotch. His penis never fully went limp and now it was becoming rigid again. Danielle oscillated her rosebud around the sensitive cockhead till it spurted out lubricating fluid. Then she reached behind her, taking his dick and lubing her asshole with the cum till it could take the fat cockhead. With the end of his dick inserted, Sam held her hips and slowly impaled her writhing ass on the full length of penis. He butt fucked the vixen for five minutes before spewing his second load. It gave Juliette time to get Cloe off so she could finger fuck Danielle's pussy while Juliette got behind Sam and drilled his asshole with her fingers.
By now the blood lust was running high in the three vixens and as the exhausted man tried to rest, the vampiresses struck. Juliette went for the cock, sucking and licking with her trained tongue till the limp shaft began to grow once again. With the penis rigid and full of blood, she bared her fangs and bit deep into the fleshy pole. His yelp of pain signaled the other two and Cloe came up between his legs and dined on the large artery in his inner thigh while Danielle bent his head back and dove for the jugular. With three female blood suckers draining him, his death came in minutes. It was a very profitable night for the whorehouse.
Cherri held the record for the youngest kill, a thirteen year old boy. He was playing in the woods one day when Cherri came across him by accident. She was on an errand for Victoria and took a short cut though the woods. The boy was up in a tree along the path that Cherri was taking. As she jogged toward him, he became mesmerized by her bouncing breasts. He was just entering puberty and strange new feelings about girls swirled in his mind. Erections and ejaculation were recent pleasures that he had discovered. So it is not surprising that he would forget where he was sitting as he gawked at the busty beauty while rubbing his crotch. He fell from the tree and landed on his back about ten feet in front of Cherri. The air was forced from the lungs of the boy and he lay stunned as the gorgeous girl knelt over him. Cherri gently shook the cobwebs from his head and spoke to him, "Are you alright, can you move your arms and legs?"
The boy became aware of the soft face, billowing hair and full shapely bosom hovering over him. "Ya, I'm OK, just dazed", he responded.
"What made you fall from the tree", Cherri asked though she knew the answer,
The boy got red in the face and answered, "I guess I was staring at you and got careless". "Your just so pretty".
"Why thank you, young man, you're a handsome guy yourself", she returned his compliment. Let me help you up. With that she reached around him and placed her hand under his arm and caused his other arm to fall on her breasts. He got even redder and was going to move his arm but she held it against her. "Don't worry, they don't bite", she ironically told him. Her arm dropped down to his crotch, feeling the hard shaft of his youthful erection. "I guess you are OK", she snickered as she smiled seductively at him. "It sure seems like a shame to waste this nice hard-on".
Before he realized what was happening, Cherri had her fingers wrapped around his virgin penis and was pulling his head down into the warm cleavage of her tits. She laid the boy back, stood up over him and slowly stripped out of her clothes. All the boy could do has stammer and gawk at his first close up view of a female pussy hovering over his body. She helped the fumbling boy out of his clothes, freeing his five inch erection. Cherri knelt and filled her mouth with the quivering cock. The boy groaned and his knees went rubbery as she licked the salty liquid oozing from the tip of his dick. Cherri lay back and pulled the willing boy back on top of her. She took his dick in her hand and guided it to her pussy lips. Her other hand grabbed his ass and pushed him in. For the first time in his life, the young boy felt the indescribable feeling of being inside a hot cunt. Instinctively, he began pumping in and out of her slippery recess as hard and fast as he could. Cherri slowed the boy down and moved his head to her breast. He took a mouthful of hard nipple, sucking like he was with his mother years ago. With the vixen's hands holding his ass and guiding his efforts, the boy was getting a lesson in love making that he would never use again. Her milk dribbled out the corners of his mouth and over the silky skin of her bosom.
Suddenly his body stiffened and he cried out. Cherri felt the high velocity spurting of his jism coating her vagina but she wasn't ready to climax yet. She pushed him off and rolled him over then she straddled his hips and impaled herself again. Quickly regaining his energy and erection, the boy lay back and let the busty blood sucker dominate him. She controlled the action, bending and writhing to maximize her clitoral contact and pleasure. She milked her tits, spraying warm liquid on the boy's head and chest. When he shot another wad deep into her muff, she was ready and clamped his hips in a vise grip as she was racked with orgasmic waves. With her sexual needs filled for the moment, Cherri's other hunger took control. She turned herself around and planted her hot, wet pussy on the boy's face while she sucked clean his still semi hard prick. Long hard sucking drained the last juice from the boy then she took each testicle in her mouth and licked them dry. All the while she mashed her muff into his face while he tasted her hot juices. Finally, Cherri spread his legs open, held his scrotum in her hand and sank her fangs into the femoral artery of his right inner thigh. He felt the pain and panicked but was helpless under the powerful vampiress. It took only minutes for his body to be completely drained. Cherri dressed and also carefully redressed the boy before hiding his body in a pile of brush. Some time later when his decomposing body was found, partially devoured by wild animals, no one suspected he had been a victim of foul play.
The vampires usually choose their victims carefully, sometimes a week would pass without claiming a life from a customer. The girls could always hunt for victims from the general population or even bring down a deer or a horse if the hunger was extreme. Things ran smoothly for several months but Vicky began to get a bad feeling, as if it was too smooth. A few weeks later a mistake was made that began to unravel the fabric of her sect.
Jessica, Rhonda and five others, blood lusts running high, had cornered a hapless mare in a corral and had pinned the horse down. A terror filled whinny bleated from the horses mouth as the vampiresses bit into her neck, nipples, and legs looking for large veins. Jessica sunk her teeth into the mares big brown cunt but most of the blood was being drained off by the other six vixens. Jessica, ignoring Victoria's warning not to raid the village for a while, left the gorging vampiressess and set off to find her own kill. She came to a large home on the opposite side of the village and crept into a bedroom. Sleeping there was a young woman named Edwina. Jessica admired the rise and fall of the woman's ample breasts under her gown, the swell of her hips and the cascades of curly brown hair around her sweet innocent face. Jessie could feel her crotch heat up and get wet with lust. She placed her hand over the woman's mouth which woke her with a start. There was fear in her big brown eyes as Jessica spoke menacingly to her, "scream and I'll kill you". She removed her hand and Edwina didn't scream but lay there and trembled. Jessica kissed the woman and probed with her tongue while squeezing Edwina's big tits. Jessie stripped them both naked and planted her pink ass on Edwina's face. "Eat my pussy, bitch", she commanded as she ground her wet cunt in the woman's mouth. Edwina tentatively slipped her tongue into Jessie's twat and tasted of her juices. Soon she began to like what she was doing and drilled deeper up the warm tunnel. Jessica's long simmering lust exploded and she shuddered under a huge orgasm. More pussy juice than her mouth could handle drenched Edwina, spilling out on the bed. Jessie gave a howl and dove at the open inner thigh of Edwina, sinking her fangs into the femoral artery. Edwina's senses were not dulled by vampire milk and she felt the sting of the bite and the ache of the draining blood. She tried to scream but could not with the furry muff squashed in her face.
The next morning when Edwina did not come to breakfast, her father sent the maid to check on her. The maid returned screaming that Edwina was ill. Richard Dawes raced up the stairs to see his young daughter, she was awake but very pale and weak. He noticed strange stains on the pillow and thought she may have vomited bile during the night. A doctor was summoned at once. Richard was taking no chances, Edwina's twin brother had just disappeared with no trace and he would not lose this child too. By the time the doctor had arrived, Edwina was somewhat improved by he insisted on giving her a thorough examination. To many people had been dying under strange circumstances, and besides, the old geyser liked feeling up sexy young women. He was inspecting her genitalia "for signs of the fever" when he spotted the two marks on her inner thigh. That worried him, the same marks had been found on other dead women. He made a mental note to send a message to a friend of a friend. Not knowing what else to say, he told Richard that she had developed anemia and should remain in bed for several days. After assuring Richard that he would return the next day, he left and found a courier to deliver his message.
The doctor spent the rest of the day reading old dusty books that he had received from the estate of an old man in payment for services. By morning, he thought he had the answer but hoped it wasn't to late. It was. Jessica returned that evening and finished the job. Edwina seemed to know she was doomed and tried to fight off the vixen. It was hopeless. Jessica smothered her cries and bit deeply into the girls heaving left tit. Edwina's legs flailed out but the spasms grew weak and soon stopped as the girl died. When the doctor arrived in the morning, she was a cold, nude corpse. Richard was beside himself with grief and agreed with the doctors request to do an autopsy. Actually the doctor did not want the girl buried before someone arrived to examine her.
Chapter #8 -Hell in a Basket
News of Edwina's death traveled quickly and the police constable soon knew of her demise and of the doctor's urgent message to an unknown ally. He, in turn, relayed that information to his mistress Victoria. He had to bow down in front of the black clad vampiress and lick her feet as he relayed the news. She brought a riding crop down on his back and buttocks as punishment for not being quicker in his discoveries but then her demeanor eased and she allowed him to lick out her pungent pussy as his reward. As his tongue delved into the delights of her cunt, she planned her next move. Victoria new that the time had come for her to leave and find a fresh hunting ground. The doctor's message would surely bring her old nemisis. She had gotten careless the last time and he almost caught her. Only the ultimate sacrifice by her last lover, Heinrich, had allowed her to escape. That evening she would inform Sara that she and Miles would be departing the next day. Sara would become the new leader of the sect. As for this puny man eating her out, she had no more use for him. "Your doing such a good job on my cunny, let me give you a thrill", cooed the devious vixen to her prey as she drew a circle around her lips with her tongue. The constable wasted no time pulling his rigid if somewhat small dick from his pants. He stood in front of Vicky, who was seated in a plush chair with her legs spread wide. She took his cock in her mouth and slid up and down it's length as the man moaned and clutched the back of the chair for support. She sucked for a few seconds more then her pleasant purr changed to a snarl and her red lips pulled back as she grabbed the man around the waist and bit down on his penis. An ungodly howl of pain left his lips as he ineffectively pounded on her back trying to break free. Soon he slumped to the floor and Vicky summoned several of the girls. "Finish him off and dump the body", she ordered. The hungry vampiressess ripped into the dying man's penis, neck and thighs and when he was dead they dumped his corpse in the forest.
Late that evening Vicky asked Miles and Sara to join her in her private bedroom. Sara naturally thought the purpose of the visit was a threesome so she climbed naked into the big bed between the equally naked Vicky and Miles. The seemingly always erect male began to nuzzle the ample breasts of Sara while Vicky explored the girl's wet gash with her middle finger. She came right out with her intentions, although she did lie about the cause. "Sara, the time has come for Miles and myself to move on and start another colony". "We shall be leaving tonight and I want you to take over leadership of this house". "Take your time and find a good mate, one that can satisfy your needs and that you can form a bond with". The news came as a shock to Sara though she didn't show it. She already had a male in mind, a young apprentice blacksmith that she had lusted over even before becoming a vampire. When she was a barmaid she would make excuses to wander past the forge and gaze on his massive arms and chest as he beat raw iron into usefull items. She had longed to find out if the rest of his body, one portion in particular, was as hard as his chest. Alas, the young man was forced to work long hours and had no time to socialize. Now, however, Sara would give him no choice. She would take this opportunity Vicky was giving her and make the best of it.
Now her mind drifted to the pleasures of the moment, Vicky had mounted her and was drilling her hot slash with a long tongue while Miles was giving Vicky a hard schlong dog style right over Sara's face. Sara lifted her head to nibble on the large ball sack dangling above her. Her hands massaged the base of Miles' stroking penis as it hammered Vicky's wet cunt. Sara started a chain reaction orgasm as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed a testicle. Miles' ass quivered and slammed forward as his hot jism shot into the waiting womb which caused Vicky to rocket into ecstasy and she filled her mouth with Sara's cunt and nipped her clitoris. Sara arched her back as she came, completing the chain. Then she spoke, "Vicky honey, if your taking this big stud muffin away from me, how about letting him give me a parting gift"? "Sure thing Sara", replied Vicky, "I'm sure Miles won't mind". Miles just smiled and nodded as Sara rose to her knees and reached back to spread her firm ass cheeks apart. "Fill me up you big stud", cried Sara, her face somewhat muffled by a pillow. Miles maneuvered behind the woman while pumping his cock till it produced a glob of pre-cum. He held his dickhead against her tight rosebud and rubbed in the lubricant as he slowly forced the big dick to spread her asshole. "Yesss, more, you know what I like", moaned the buggered bitch. More and more of his long tool disappeared into the dark recesses of her bung hole. Sara writhed and bucked uncontrollably as he filled her with male meat, his hips slapping her tight butt with every thrust. "It's soooo gooooood", she cried, quickly building to a climax. Vicky was not just watching, she had her fingers deep in the wet cunt of the porked vixen and also in her own sperm laden twat.
Chapter #9 - Vengence is Mine
The doctor met the arriving train and looked through the crowd of passengers until he saw a familiar face. He hurried up to the man and greeted him, "Hello Hans, good to see you again, it's been a long time".
The middle aged man responded to the doctor's greeting, "Good morning to you, Elwood, It's been almost five years". "What's so important that you would request my immediate help"? 	"Come to my office and and we can discuss the situation over some lunch", said doctor Elwood. He hired a driver to take them and the luggage to his office. There he filled in Hans on the mysterious happening of the last several months, people disappearing, other people and animals turning up dead, some with their throats ripped out and some with only small wounds like on the dead girl laid out in his back room. Hans listened intently and examined the corpse of the girl, then his face became very serious as he spoke to Elwood.
"I believe you are dealing with vampires". "All the signs point to that one conclusion". "It may be that the very vampire that I have been persueing for several years has surfaced here". "If it is her, she will not be easy to catch". "I almost had her the last time and I did destroy her mate, but she eluded me". "We must call a meeting of the townspeople to inform them what they are up against". "Vampire bitches are strong, evil creatures that may seem invulnerable but there are ways to defeat them".
Elwood, now deeply troubled, began to set up the meeting as the doctor had wished. By mid afternoon, a large crowd had gathered to hear from the noted man. Most stood in silence as he described the feeding and mating habits of vampires, a few openly scoffed, but none could find a better way to explain the mysteries of the past few months. Some asked about superstitions such as sunlight and garlic. Hans assured the crowd that real vampires could exist in sunlight and garlic and holy water had no effect. But he also told them of the weapons and tactics that would destroy the sultry vampiresses.
The learned vampire hunter recounted to the townsfolk a story from his early years. As a young man he had lived in a village tormented by a small cult of four vampiresses. Several attempts to destroy the evil bitches had failed untill an old man came to the peasants aid. He gave them the knowledge to defeat the evil in their midst. Armed with the old man's knowledge, weapons were modified and a new plan of attack was implemented. The devil cunt had gotten bold, thinking they were invulnerable and when a young man failed to return from the farm fields, the villagers knew the bitches had struck again and they also knew were to find them. The armed mob descended on a forest clearing where the vampiresses held their blood orgies. They were greeted by the shocking sight of four tall, busty blond vampiresses in the act of ravaging the young man. He was tied naked to a table and was straddled by two of the nude she demons. One beautiful female sat on his pelvis, impaled on his long rigid cock while her partner sat on his face, nearly smothering him with a hot wet pussy. The vixens were enraptured in a long deep kiss and their two sets of firm tits were being fondled by the remaining naked blonds.
While waiting the signal to attack, the mob watched with just a little envy. Then the captive's body shuddered and stiffened, the woman riding his dick did likewise as gobs of white hot sperm gushed into her undead love tunnel. She rode out his orgasm and her own then nodded to her companions. In unison, the four pussies bared their fangs. It was now or never if the man was to be saved. The two standing vampiresses had spread open his legs and were bending down to bite into his thighs.
With a loud yell, the mob attacked. One man launched himself at the bitch just recently fucked. He came at her from the side and grabbed her by the chest as he flew. She sailed off the table and landed on her back with her attacker on top. Before she could recover and throw him off, she found his left hand on her throat. An instant later his other hand, holding a long wicked looking knife, came up between her legs. The sharp blade parted her dripping labia and she took the steel to the hilt in her wet slippery muff. The skewered vixen bucked up with the agonizing outrage but the man held on till she fell back to the dirt. Then it was a simple matter to pull the blood and semen covered blade from her cunt and plunge it up under her left breast into her heart. The head bitch coughed up a big gout of blood that stained her perfect tits and she died.
The other vampiress tried to climb off the table, but as she turned two arrows thudded into the large globe of her left tit. They hit seconds apart, her boob still quivering from the first impact when the second tore into her nipple. The twin fingers of death stung lethally deep. Both arrowheads found unwanted homes in her black heart. Mortally wounded, she spun further and her knee slipped off the table. Now turned 180 degrees from moments ago, she dropped back down on the tied man's face. Her legs, hanging from opposite side of the table, were spread enough to open her pussy and the man got a mouthful of juice and urine as the twice pierced bitch writhed. Nearing death, she fell back and her head, covered with mounds of beautiful long flowing hair, fell into his crotch. She gasped once more and her hands fell from her ruined tit as she expired.
The two girls on bending over the table fared no better. The smallest of the four females was jumped from behind by a huge man that wrapped an arm around her chest. Her full breasts were crushed to her ribs as he slammed a knife into the small of her back. The girl screamed and jerked as the blade entered and withdrew from her soft flesh. The big man released her and she dropped to her knees only to have him yank her head back by her hair. Her slim neck was fully exposed for several vicious slashes that separated her lovely head from her sexy body.
The last vampiress stood up as the men attacked. At almost six feet tall she made a stunning target. Moments after rising, she took an arrow in the right hooter. The sharp blade drilled in the underside of her pink areola, nicking her engorged long nipple. Propelled by a powerful bow, the wooden shaft sank deep into the firm mass of her magnificent mound until over half of it's length was buried in the sweet meat of her tender body. Staggered by the impact, she clutched at the bound man's leg for support, then attempted to run. After two steps, her long supple legs gave out and she crashed face first to the dirt, snapping off the arrow shaft. Moments later a hard boot thudded into her side, flipping her over. Through tear stained eyes, she looked up into the angry faces of the mob and tried to back away. There was no escape. Two men held her arms and two more, her legs. Expressions on the faces of the men changed as they looked down on the stunning creature. Except for some dirt on her face and a steady trickle of blood flowing over her punctured tit, she was flawless. A tall exotic blond beauty like nothing they had ever seen. Her golden bush was too inviting to be ignored.
The rape lasted almost an hour as the eight horny men took turns slamming rigid cocks into her sweet love box and tight asshole. The agony of her ravishment was compounded by her wound and every hand that grabbed her right tit brought another wave of pain to the doomed vampiress. Finally the young male victim of the vampiresses, now revived and untied, took his revenge. He took her like a dog, mounting the kneeing girl from behind while squeezing tightly on her big breasts. She whimpered with every slap of his hips against her bruised ass. Harder and harder he pumped until he exploded his seed into her overflowing quim. Sated, he released the vixen and stepped back, motioning one of the men to give him a bow. The she demon was slowly trying to crawl away on all fours, raising her ass to the young man. He drew the bow back fully and aimed at the wet valley between her firm butt cheeks.
"Aaaaiiiieeggrggh"! Her scream rent the air as the arrow found it's mark midway between her gaping, dripping pussy and raw pink asshole. Her legs flew back and once again she was face down in the dirt. Long fingernails clawed the soft ground as she tried to pull her pain wracked body from danger, but her legs were useless and she couldn't move. The man who had been here intended victim approached and turned her over. Her last view of life was of him standing over her nude body, drawing back on his bow once again. Masked by the pain she already felt, she barely felt the arrow rip through her left tit, slice her heart, and continue through her body into the ground. The man who had fucked and then killed her, her intended victim, had been Hans Brucner.
Elwood and the rest of his men were enthralled by the story of Hans' narrow escape from the four vampiresses. They were even more interested in the secret that allowed the vampiresses to be slaughtered. The thought of venting their lusts on sexy, wounded she demons had most of the men stroking their crotches. They would follow Hans on any plan to purge the vixens. Hans wanted to mount a massed attack on the nest of evil but first he needed more information about the hellspawn. From the villagers he got bits and pieces of the puzzle but if he could capture one of the vixens and make her talk, he could plan an inescapable trap. From a small kernel of information given him by a local woman, he thought he could make the capture he desired.
The fat hausfrau had seen her twice before, a tall voluptuous, barely dressed woman prowling the streets in the late night hours. Frau Gertrude did her cleaning and cooking during the night rather than go to bed with her piggish husband and she could see the streets below her windows as she worked by dim candlelight. From the appearance and mannerisms of the woman she observed, the slut was obviously a street whore. However, her tall busty body, youthful face and long blond hair didn't fit the mold of a common hooker. Hans decided it was worth the risk to snatch the woman and interrogate her. If they were wrong, all they were out was a common slut; but if he was right and she was a vampire,,,,victory. Hans set in motion his plan to snare the slut while the bulk of his new posse labored to ready weapons using the strange equipment Hans had brought with him. The village blacksmith gave the men full use of his shop although he cursed his apprentice for not being there.
Sara had wasted no time in assuming control. The rest of the vampiressess agreed with her that too many customers were not being bled and things should loosen up under her rule. As the posse began their work, Sara was busy seducing the apprentice. She had arrived at the forge in her slinkiest, most revealing gown with a story about a broken wagon. The naive youth, eyes popping out at the sexy woman, had accompanied him deep into the woods. She had little trouble getting the young man naked and her dream was realized as she gazed at his manhood. It was as stunning as the rest of him. Fully erect, long and thick as a baseball bat. Sara slipped from her gown and led him by the cock to a patch of grass. Kneeling, she tasted the young meat, detecting a charcoal aroma from the forge. She licked the length of his dick then lay back and spread open her silky legs. He dropped on top of her and with arms and legs hardened by hours of work, fucked the moaning vixen as she clawed at the dirt in her pleasure. His ass started to quiver as he neared ejaculation and her head came up to his neck. The sting in his neck triggered his love pump and the hot seed was still seeping into her cunt as he passed out. Sara, with the aid of Vivian, would had watched the whole episode while finger fucking herself, carried the limp body back to the mansion. Tomorrow night she would finish the conversion and have a stud equal to Miles. She could hardly wait to feel that hard cock up her asshole and compare the two.
Elke was wandering the streets that evening when she spied a well dressed man alone in the shadows. He appeared to be drunk, easy pickings, she thought. Slinking over to the man, she propositioned him in her husky seductive voice. "All alone tonight, big boy?I could give you some real nice company". The man looked at the stunning creature, nodded and took her hand. He started to lead her deeper into the shadows of an alley. She allowed herself to be led into the alley then stopped and said, "You are in a hurry, aren't you"? "Well we can do it right here but you got to come up with the cash first", she said. Then she whispered her prices and specialties in his ear. The man reached for his wallet, a prearranged signal to the rest of the group hiding out of sight. A large heavy net dropped down on the vampiress and she was quickly subdued by four strong men who bound her tightly inside the webbed trap. Elke was dragged cursing and screaming to the forge where she was tied to the rafters and posts. She was suspended from two heavy ropes that tied her arms to the ceiling while two more ropes tied to her ankles were stretched out to support beams. Her legs were spread open to a wide v and most of her body weight was on her arms. Elke's magnificent breasts were pulled up high and tight by the pressure on her arms and they jiggled provocatively under her tight blouse as she fought the ropes and stared at her five tormentors. Hans walked up to the trussed vixen and curled back her upper lip, there for all to see were two long sharp fangs, his hunch had been correct. He fixed a cold gaze at her face, which was about six inches above his. "Listen close you vampire slut". "You will not leave here alive, your only choice will be whether you die a quick painless death or a slow agonizing one". "Answer my questions promptly and to my satisfaction and you will not suffer, resist and you will spend hours in torment before you die", he lied. With that sobering statement he ripped the garment from Elke's body and the four men behind him gasped involuntarily at the sight of her nude form.
The naked wanton spat out at him, "Go fuck yourself, you can't hurt me, you impotent bastard"! Hans merely gave her and evil smile and reached for a large leather bag. From it he extracted a big black dildo which he waved in the face of Elke. She eyed it with contempt and said, "Your going to torture me with that thing, no problem, bring it on". Hans obliged her and rammed the hard pseudo-cock up between her luscious pussy lips. Now it was Elke's turn to smile, tied up or not, she loved the feel of a hard thick sausage in her snatch.
"You like that, don't you, bitch? Maybe you want to tell me how many bitches like you exist here and where is your abode"? The captive shook her head no and remained silent. Hans now put his hands to her soft full breasts and kneaded them gently while rolling her hardening nipples between two fingers. Soon Elke was writhing in her restraints and drops of white milk appeared on the ends of her nipples. Suddenly she yelped like a dog that had been kicked in the ass. Hans had skewered her right nipple with a shiny needle about three inches long.
"What the fuc..Yeowww"! her curse was interrupted as the left nipple was transfixed by a similar needle.
"Hurts, doesn't it, slut", mocked Hans. "They are silver needles, you see, or didn't Victoria warn you about silver". Your body chemistry and silver don't get along at all, let me show you". With that he pulled the wet black dildo from Elke's cunt, reached into his bag and produced an identical one except it was shiny silver plate. He touched it to her belly and not surprisingly, it had no effect on the girl biting her teeth from the pain in her nipples. But when her drove it up her cunt, the vixen's mouth dropped open in a scream of pure agony as the silver reacted with the tender mucous membranes of her vagina. Pulling the offending shaft out, he asked her again to talk. Again she refused and more needles pierced her skin. Her breasts looked like pin cushions, needles closed her pussy lips and perforated her clitoris. Her firm pink ass looked like it had met a porcupine. Elke was weakening, dozens of hot little fires burned in her body and when Hans reached for the silver dildo again, she broke down.
"I'll talk, please, no more. I'll tell you what ever you need to know, just no more pain, just kill me", moaned the vanquished vampiress. Hans lowered the dildo and proceeded to question Elke, who was rewarded for good answers by having the needles removed. When his questioning was complete, he turned to the men with him and said, "Ok let's get the rest of the men and pay a visit on that nest of vipers". "If we time this right, we should be able to surprise them just after the johns have left for the night". "
What about her, shouldn't we kill her first"? questioned one of the men pointing at Elke. "No, she'll keep, I've got something special in mind for her and the rest of those bitches". "I will give her a taste of what's to come however", he menaced as he picked up the silver dildo and also removed a twin from his bag.
Elke panicked, "Noooo, you promised me mercy"! She shook violently in the ropes as he approached with the two metal penises.
"I lied", he stated as he jammed one dildo up her wet cunt and forced the other up her tight asshole. "If your still alive when we return, you'll join your sisters on the spit". With that that group turned and left. Elke gazed up in despair as the lethal chemical reaction consumed her body with agony.
Chapter #10 - A Lucky Escape
Molly had been awakened by the commotion down in the street. She went to her window and saw five men dragging a bound woman down the street. Her curiosity aroused, she threw a robe over her short nightdress and followed the group at a distance. When the men forced the struggling woman into the blacksmith forge, Molly found a hiding spot outside where she could look through a crack in the wall unobserved. While she could not here what was said, she could hear the plaintive cris of the tortured woman and see the brutalities being inflicted on her. She saw one more thing that horrified her, one of the men in the group of sadists was her father! Since the death of her mother several years ago, the sixteen year old Molly had lived alone with her father. She knew he was a cruel man and had forced himself on the budding girl sexually several times, but she hadn't known he was capable of this obscenity. Molly watched in stunned silence as the beautiful woman was abused and left hanging as the group left the forge. When she was certain they were gone, she slipped into the forge and went to aid the stricken woman.
Through tear clouded eyes, Elke saw the girl approach and pleaded, "Help me, ohhh the pain, please". Molly, not realizing that Elke was not just a human victim of sadistic males, was overcome with pity and touched the vixens smooth skin softly as she told her she would help. "Pull them out, they're killing me", Elke moaned. Molly nodded and removed the offending dildos from the cunt and rectum of the vampiress, then she cut the ropes and Elke slumped to the ground. Molly knelt by the prone, nude vampiress and removed the ropes from her wrists and ankles, gently rubbing the skin to revive blood flow. With the poisoning cocks removed, Elke began to regain her strength, though not enough to stand. "I've got to get out of town before they come back, if they find me, they'll kill me for sure", she bemoaned to the young girl. "I'll help you", replied the teenager as she massaged the arms and legs of the weakened woman, "and I want to go with you. I can't live here anymore after what I saw them do to you. And to think one of them was my father", sobbed the distraught youngster. The soft massage of the girl was reviving the sexual desires in Elke and she looked at her savior with a different perspective. The girl wore a gown that hid most of her body but her face was pleasing to the eye and her hair was soft and light brown. Small, hard, still growing tits dented her gown and slim smooth legs grew into slim flaring hips that promised a tight young pussy. Elke decided to let the girl be her companion. By now the massaging, along with the vampiress's amazing recuperative powers had restored her to almost new. The needle wounds had healed over and her pussy stopped burning, she was ready to flee. They slipped back to the girl's house where Molly grabbed some food and clothing and then they set off into the night.
Chapter #11 -Silver Plated Death
Hans and his band of vigilantes hid near the mansion and waited. It was about two in the morning when the last john left and the attack could proceed. The main group silently advanced on the front door with weapons ready, there would be no time to ask questions or give quarter. At the last second the front men charged the door.
Elana reacted first as the mob smashed through the door of the whorehouse. She rose from her couch and charged at the men invading her domain with her fangs bared. She would rip the throat from the nearest peasant. Her long gown was partially open and one firm breast hung out while her furry muff was exposed though the slit bottom of the gown. In her rage, she paid no attention to the weapons of the mob because she had no fear of them. Once, while draining the blood of the sexy young woman now reclining next to her, she had been surprised by her husband. The man had plunged a knife between her shoulder blades with no effect. She just turned around and ripped out his throat before pulling the knife from her own back, then as if nothing had happened, she continued to feast on the young woman's blood. This time things would be different. The man closest to the charging vampiress lunged out with his saber and caught the sexy demon in the lower right chest. A gasp of surprise wooshed from Elana's lips as the sparkling sharp blade cut through her shear gown and tore into the meat below her breast. Her momentum propelled her onto the blade till the pommel slammed her abdomen. Suddenly, as the blade penetrated her flesh, Elana experienced pain for the first time since her conversion to vampirism and it was terrible pain at that. She dropped to her knees and stared up at her assailant with shocked eyes, fear suddenly filling her evil heart.
Hans Brucner had not only awakened the villagers to the evil in their midst, he had the key to it's destruction. All of the arrow heads, knives, swords, bullets, anything the men where using as weapons; had been plated with silver. The metal, along with decapitation and a stake through the heart, was deadly to the vampires. It reacted with their bodies similar to a massive infection and if the source remained in the body, such as a bullet or arrow head, the vampire would eventually die a horrible death. And one didn't have to hit the heart to incapacitate a vampire. As Elana was now experiencing, even minor non lethal wounds were so agonizingly painful that untill their bodies could fight off the effects of the poison metal, the vampire was incapacitated and made vunerable to a killing thrust to the heart.
The peasant grabbed Elana's firm left breast in a calloused hand and shoved her backward as he withdrew his blood cover blade. The sultry vixen fell backward over a low couch and sprawled out on her upper back and neck, knees and legs up over the divan, crying in pain. A normal woman would have been killed by the first impalement, but these were not normal women. Still, Elana was seriously damaged. Blood spurted from the gash under her breast and the one in her back. She could not summon the strength to stand and flee. Her gown had fallen open as her firm tits heaved in her agony and her long lean legs spread out to expose a squirming pussy, still wet from the evenings lovemaking. Her assailant gazed down at the pink labia spread wide in the midst of a lush furry muff and for a moment thought of unsheathing his male sword and driving that between her hips but her snarling cris and sharp pointed fangs reminded him of her true murderous nature.
Elana's young life was about to end for a second time. The swordsman lunged forward and this time the cold steel, silver plated blade split her pouting pussy lips and ripped up into her vagina. A renewed howl of agony rent the room as she tried to pull herself backward off the raping blade. He foiled her escape by grabbing onto one of her shapely legs while shoving the saber deeper and deeper into the recesses of her doomed body. With every feeble attempt she made to escape, he would shove a few more inches of blade into her cunt, through the uterus, through the intestines, stomach, stopping only as the blade cut into her heart and the pommel mashed her clitoris. All the while, her high pitched scream stung the ears of the men. When her ravaged pussy had taken the full length and could accept no more and her death was certain, he savagely yanked the blade back out of the dying vampiress's rupture body while her mournful wailing filled the room. She rolled and thrashed for almost a minute before she finally died, but her killer didn't bother to watch, he had other targets in mind.
When Elana leapt from the couch to make her fatal charge, Leanne, the young nude vampiress she had been eating out, sat up. A small girl, she had hard pert tits and slim hips and still a virgin when seduced by Elana, lesbian sex was all she had ever known. She specialized in playing the innocent little girl for the women customers of the bordello. Her introduction to male cock would be a one time, brutal affair. She had been one of Elana's recruits into the sect and they had remained lovers. Now she witnessed the destruction of her lover with unbelieving eyes, she had been told the vampiresses were indestructible. Unfortunately she found out the truth the hard way.
"Pa-Wham", a pistol fired and the marble sized ball of silver and lead slammed into the soft pout of her belly. The force of the slug slammed the small vixen back into the couch. "Uuhggg", she grunted and fell off the couch to her knees while the silver plated bullet burned in her guts. Holding out a hand to her skewered lover, she cried, "Help me"! None came and she fell to her side and remained curled up on the floor, softly moaning and rocking, ignored for now by the mob as they stormed in.
Hans swept in with the crowd and sought out the lush body of Victoria as a target for his lethal crossbow. Take her out and the rest would panic, was his assumption. When he spotted the firm ass of Sara, jiggling slightly as she mouthed the cock of her paramour, he knew they had interrupted the initiation of a new male. He also realized that Victoria had escaped him again and the cocksucking vampiress was the new leader. Hans had no time to curse his bad luck, he would kill the new leader instead. From his position a butt shot was the obvious choice to take the vixen out. Bent over and spread as she was, her mouth watering crotch was wide open. Sara was oblivious to the commotion, her lover had come and the man's semen spewed down her throat. She in turn, sank her fangs into his dick and groaned with her own orgasm.
Raising his crossbow, Hans took aim between the wet puffy lips of Sara's juicy pussy and fired. "Twaanng", went the bow as the spring steel shot the deadly shaft forward to it's spicy target. It wasn't a perfect shot, the shaft flew slightly high and the sharp blades of the arrow cut through Sara's tight asshole and lodging deep in her intestines. "Eeyowwwwaarrggh", howled the butt fucked vixen as she grabbed the feathers protruding from her wounded ass and sat straight up, cum and blood dripping from her mouth. Her victims cock was shredded by her fangs as she jerked upright. Hans quickly recocked his weapon and fired again, this time nailing Sara in the back, just right of her spine. The shaft ripped her lung and stopped with the point just protruding from her right tit. "Arrgguummph", she gurgled as she turned slightly and fell to the floor clawing at her ruined breast. Grasping the leg of the altar, she tried to stand, but her grip failed and she fell on her face, gasping deeply, trying to replace the blood in her lung with air. Sprawled out on the floor with an arrow in her back and another buried between her supple hips, she was helpless as a man armed with an ugly looking percussion lock pistol grabbed her shoulder and flipped her on her back, then pointed his pistol down at her left breast. Sara looked with horror into the huge barrel of the .58 caliber gun and the hard eyes of the man standing over her. She knew her life was in his hands and she plead for mercy, offering money and power to the man who coldly admired her naked body. His eyes took in her flaring hips and love patch, slim waist and full heaving tits, thought for a moment and shook his head negative. With a quick recheck of his aim, dead on her hard long left nipple, he squeezed the trigger and the big black powder pistol fired. "Ooohhh", Sara's back and hips arched up in reaction to the impact of the deadly ball drilling into her heart, then she fell back, placed her hand over her mangled boob and soon died.
Just as Hans thought, panic seized the vampiresses as their leader and sisters began to die. The enraged men swarmed into their midst stabbing, slashing and shooting. Cherri backed away from a saber wielding man, shaking her head no and with her hands out to fend off his blade. She found herself up against a wall with nowhere to escape. The man placed the point of his saber just under the nipple of her left breast and held it there while he admired the voluptuous body of the naked vixen. His eyes settled on the swell of her firm hips and the red patch of hair by the junction of her firm thighs. His mind raced. "Dead was dead, but wounded, this hellspawn witch could be a great lay, could always kill her afterward". The saber dropped from her breast and sliced into her upper left thigh. Cherri collapsed to her knees as the tiny slivers of silver flaked off the blade and reacted with her nerves to create a body numbing pain. Sheathing his sword, the man grabbed the wounded vampiress by the arm and flung her on a nearby empty couch, then he dropped his pants, pulled a knife and jumped on the hapless girl. Spreading apart her supple thighs and placing the knife under the silky smooth skin of her left breast, he spoke, "Bring those fangs near me and I shove this blade into your tit. Lay back and enjoy it and I won't kill you." Cherri nodded to him, not realizing that if her rapist didn't kill her, someone else probably would. While his right hand held the knife, the rapist used his left to explore her pussy. His big rough fingers plunged into her slippery twat and tight asshole as his manhood began to stiffen. Even though the thigh wound pained and weakened her, Cherri squirmed under his probing, her cunt quickly heating up. She slowly reached down and wrapped her long fingers around his hardening cock and began to massage it. "That's right baby, stroke it, squeeze it", moaned the lusting man.
He placed his hand on her firm right breast and rubbed the hard nipple between to fingers. She mewed from deep in her throat while her milk squirted on the surprised man. His tongue licked the milk from her soft breast and satisfied it was harmless, he clamped his mouth over her nipple and sucked hard, filling his throat with the fluid. It gave him a strange tingle as it ran down his throat and he could feel his cock seem to gain an extra inch in length. The vixen was hot now and she guided his cock to her pussy lips. Feeling the sweet wet pussy on his cockhead, he dove forward and filled her love tunnel with his hard tool. Cherri was fighting her instincts. She was enjoying the fucking but part of her mind told her she was in mortal danger while another part told her to sink her fangs into this males neck as he came. He didn't make her choice any easier as he nuzzled her own neck then, speaking softly he said, "careful now", and pressed her red lips with his. Slowly she placed her tongue on his lips, then pushed them through to explore his mouth. She could feel herself building to a climax and the man was pumping hard, nearing his orgasm. They came together, the hunter and the hunted, human and vampire. To Cherri it seemed like gallons of hot seed were filling her womb as she bucked and writhed under his weight. She struggled against the urge to rip out his throat and just enjoy her orgasm. As the climaxes subsided and they began to relax, he lowered the knife from her breast. "A deals a deal", said the sated male as he rose from his conquest. "Can you walk", he asked? The pain in her body had begun to subside as her systems fought off the effects of the silver. The puncture wound had sealed over and she told him she thought she could walk. The man looked around at the melee and said, "try for the door, baby, you earned the chance". Cherri nodded her thanks and started to edge her way to the door.
As most of the vampiresses had been pursued farther into the house, she was able to reach the door unseen. She was just about to bolt out the door when two flashes lite up the darkness followed by the booming report of rifles firing. Men had been stationed outside to pick off escapees and her rapist had known that. Backlit as she made for the open door, her body presented a perfect target. The betrayed vixen howled as a bullet slammed into her love patch, destroying her pubic bone and lodging in her semen filled vagina. The vampiress was stopped in her tracks by the shot and starting to sway when she was hit again. The heavy round struck the underside of her left breast, lifting her off her feet and slamming her back into the house as it torn through her soft tit and ripped her heart. Flat on her back with her chest struggling to breath and blood pouring from her cunt and tit, she saw her erstwhile lover looking back at her prostrate dying form with a smirk on his lips. "You bastard, you knew all the time", she wheezed through weakening lips, "I should have risked the knife and ripped your throat out". Then a death spasm engulfed her, she cried out once in pain and died.
Cloe, startled but the noise and gunfire, lifted her head from Anna's bosom and immediately recognized the danger. Anna reacted more slowly and thus died first. As the throng descended on them, Cloe pushed Anna into the crowd while she ran for the stairway trying to get to the second floor bedrooms. Anna stumbled forward onto the tines of a hay fork held by a grief driven farmer who had lost his only son Hank to the vixens. "Noooaarrrgh"! moaned the bitch as the sharp points punched three small holes into her slim belly and out her back. The busty vampiress, eyes wide with pain and terror, clutched the handle of the fork as the enraged man tried to shake her off. Her big boobs bounced around and the shear gown slipped from her shoulders as he finally freed the fork and the punctured vampiress dropped to the floor. She lay in front of him, her breasts exposed and the shear gown barely covering her crotch, a seductive sight, but this old man wanted only revenge. "Die you daughter of Satan", condemned the farmer. Planting his boot in her lacerated gut, he slammed the fork down into her heaving chest. Two tines skewered her left hooter while the third just missed her right and they drill out her back and stick in the floor. The farmer stands over his victim and watches her hopeless struggle for life and realizes she is about the same age as his son. Anna was stuck to the floor by the fork and bleeding profusely from the six holes in her smooth flesh. She coughs up more blood and her writhing lessens. As she gasps and life slips from her body, the anger slips from him and is replaced by pity. He bends down, makes a cross sign over her still corpse and closes her sightless eyes, then he turns and leaves the house, his revenge satisfied.
Cloe's escape attempt was foiled as she tripped on the long gown she wore and it cost her precious seconds. She regained her footing and was on the top step when an arrow plowed into her right buttock. "Yeeooww", she yelped as her leg went limp and she tumbled backward down the stairs, breaking off the arrow shaft as she fell. The stunned vixen found herself being bound hand and foot and somehow she knew her death would not be quick.
Rhonda had picked up a dropped sword and was fighting off two saber armed men. The lithe, quick vampiress was keeping the men at bay, blocking their thrusts and avoiding their slashing blades. She stopped a slice that would have taken off her head, then another that threatened to slice across her sleek hips and cut open her muff. Her nude body shimmered in the light as she danced around. Firm proud breasts jiggling with her movements, she looked for an opening while her opponents did the same. The fight ranged for several minutes until her luck ran out. A small slash across her belly that would not have slowed a human froze her as the silver induced pain wracked her body. Motionless for only a few seconds, it was enough to be fatal. The men gave the stunned vixen no quarter as they planted their feet and thrust as one, with Rhonda taking a saber under each nipple. Her mouth dropped open and the blade fell from limp finger as the twin blades of death sliced ugly gashes in her perfect breasts. She collapsed to her knees with the swords deep in her chest cavity, looking up at the men who had destroyed her. With firm grip and resolve of purpose they held the blades as the dying bitch began to sway. The men didn't know a vampire could cry, but as they yanked their blood covered blades from her quaking hooters, tears flowed down her cheeks as she slumped to the floor. She writhed in her own gore for a short while and then lay still in death.
Jessica was thankful she wore a short negligee rather than a long gown as she sprinted for a window and crashed through to the outside. The broken glass cut her soft white skin but the wounds sealed over immediately. She had landed on the grass and rolled, now she began to rise and a gun barked. She heard the bullet wiz over her head and smash against the brick wall. She dropped back down just in time as another gun fired and it's bullet hit the wall in a perfect line with where her bosom had been. Knowing the men would have to reload she ran as fast as her lithe legs could carry her toward the woods and a chance at safety. In the background Jessie could hear one man yelling and soon the sound of hooves pounding the dirt closed in on her. Though the vampiress could run much faster that a human, she could not out run the big Lipizaner stallion pursuing her and soon a saber slashed down from the rider and cut deeply into her side. Jessie cried out, stopped and grabbed her wound, and when she looked up she saw the big white ass of the stallion in front of her. Even today these magnificent stallions perform routines based on their original use as war horses. The dances they do were designed to stomp and crush crowds of peasants. The horse blocking Jessica's escape was also trained for war. His rider manipulated the reins and prodded with his feet and the powerful stud responded. The massive muscles of his haunches flexed and his rear legs lashed out like two pistons. The rock hard, iron shod hooves slammed into the full soft breasts of the vixen. A whoosh of air left Jessie's mouth as her tits were flattened against her ribs and she was lifted off her feet and thrown backward twenty feet from a blow that would have killed a human. She hit the ground on her back and flipped over. The shear nighty was torn and dirty with two u shaped marks on the front. Jessie, stunned and in agony, was on her knees holding her mashed boobs. Her breathing came in labored gasps as she tried to pump air back into her deflated lungs. The stallion turned and advanced, reared and nailed her in the side of the head with a glancing blow from his right front hoof.
Jessie's head fell forward which brought her firm wide ass up. The rider dismounted and approached his prey with saber in hand. He placed the tip off the blade near the crack off her ass and sliced through the shear fabric of her panties, then he grabbed the bitch by her long red hair and threw her face down over a nearby uprooted tree. She was incapable of resisting as he buried his face between her supple thighs and filled her twat with his tongue. Her clitoris responded to his licks and bites and warm pussy juice soon was lubricating her cunt and stimulating the taste buds of his tongue. His nose, deep in her ass crack, was filled with the odors of her womanhood and the schlong between his legs grew hard and ached for release. He let go off her bruised breasts long enough to drop his pants and line up his rigid spear with her sheath. Once again he clutched her knockers and drove forward, impaling her fully in one shove. Jessie's breathing had returned and now she moaned from the pain in her bruised tits and side wound. Her belly was being abraded by the rough bark. The well hung man was filling her love tunnel with male meat, hips pounding into her ass cheeks with each thrust, his head buried in the soft masses of the vampiress's red hair. Then he felt a strange sensation in his crotch. he turned his head and saw that the stallion had walked to them and had put his nose down by the coupled asses of man and vixen. He was snorting in the smells of sex and the man could see that the stallion was in full erection. The horses long rough tongue flicked out and ran up across the vixens furry slit and over the man's balls. Jessie shuddered uncontrollably as the rough tongue lapped across her hard clitoris and puffy pussy lips. A wave of pleasure rose through her pain wracked body and she began to orgasm. The man, already nearing his climax, felt the bitch start to spasm and the wet tongue tickle his balls and he blew his load into the warm cavern. Jessie writhed as the hot sticky fluid filled her vagina and for a moment she forgot her predicament. The man, regaining his composure, turned to the stallion and said, "you want some of this, boy"? "Okay, I got her all loosened up, lets see how much of that cock she can hold". He rose from his soft perch on her ass and pulled up his pants, then, placing his saber on her throat he spoke to the ravished vixen. "My friend here wants sloppy seconds and your going to give it to him or I cut you up real bad before you die". Jessie didn't realize what was happening until she saw the fur covered front legs by her head and felt the baseball bat sized cock begin to penetrate her stretched open cunt lips. "Noooooo", she cryed as the massive rod drove deeper into her snatch, "It's too bigggg, tearing me opennnnn." The stallion was unaffected by her pleas, he was hot for a fuck and she took eight inches, then ten, then twelve, then another inch. She could take no more, her cunt was filled to the limit, but the big horse had more to give, several inches more. He pushed and pounded and Jessie's pleading turned desperate, "It's killing me, noooooo stopppppp, aaaeeiieeeeeaaarrrgh". Her anguished cry as the huge cock tore through her uterus filled the forest. Finally buried fully in the woman's body, the horses cock shuddered and his huge balls tense as he shoots a quart of white hot jism into her abdomen. The stallions panting slows and his blood cover cocks shrinked back into his body. Jessie is nearly dead from her ordeal, blood and semen drip from her torn cunt, her body a mass of bruises and cuts as it hangs over the tree. The soldier decides she has suffered enough and pulls her back so her head is on the tree, then he raises the saber high over his head and slashes down. Jessica's head, which is still relatively unmarked and beautiful, is severed from her abused body, ending her torment forever.
Back at the house, Danielle had sprinted naked from the main parlor with two men in hot pursuit. Her large firm tits bouncing with each stride of her long muscled legs, long black hair streaming from her fear filled face. She reached the rear of the house and opened the back door. Just as she was about to exit, the glint of a silver tipped arrow in an aimed crossbow caught her eye. Jumping to the side, with her back to the wall, she slammed the door.... thummppp, the arrow struck the door where she had been standing. She breathed a sigh of relief,,,,then.
"Twaannggg", "Sscchlluuuppp", "Aaeeeiiiii"! In her effort to avoid the arrow now embedded in the outside of the door, Danielle had momentarily forgotten her two pursuers. It had been a fatal lapse of concentration. Now she stood against the wall looking down at the feathered shaft of doom buried in her dusky right breast. She fought her pain and clutched her tit with one hand and the arrow with the other, hoping to pull the deadly point from her body. Her strength failed and her arms fell to her sides as her long legs turned to rubber and she slide down the wall to sit on her tawny ass. "Nice shot, Gustoff, right in the bitch's big hooter. Let's drag her back with the rest of the blood sucking cunt". With that the two men each grabbed an arm and dragged the wounded vampire back into the main parlor to await her fate with the rest of the vixens.
Juliette was bathing with a young village girl when the attack came. She had met a lonely orphan of fifteen and talked her into spending the night. Juliette's plans of making love to the young girl and converting her to vampirism were about to be tragically derailed. Her fingers were exploring the tight virgin snatch of the slim girl while her mouth suckled the girls emerging breasts when the blood curdling screams filled the house. Seducer and seduced were startled by the noise of the massacre and they cowered in the tub, hoping not to be discovered. They huddled together for what seemed like hours but actually was only a few minutes, then with a crash, the door to the bathroom burst open and three men rushed in. Juliette tried to shield the girl with her body but she couldn't shield herself from the silver slug that tore into her right shoulder. She flew back and lay floating on the surface, spread legs facing her attackers. Two cross bow bolts shot out at the females, one slicing deep into the guts of the orphan and one ravaging the open pussy of Juliette. The young girl, who had been trying to escape the water when shot, folded up on the edge of the pool. She cried out in pain as the arrow ripped through vital human organs and doomed her young life to an early end. Juliette thrashed in the water like a snagged salmon, the blood flowing from her shoulder and cunt staining the water pink. As she rolled in the water, one sadistic man reloaded his bow, aimed, and drilled an arrow between the cheeks of her ass. Juliette screamed again at this new sodomy then rolled over on her back and was still. She floated with her wounded arm limp, big breasts bobbing, and twice skewered crotch sinking.
The assassins approached their victims, prodding first the orphan girl. She moaned, rolled on her back, and died, surprising the guy standing over her dead body. He opened her mouth, looking for fangs, then probed her virgin pussy and said, "Shit, this one's dead, she must have been human". "Should have saved her for some fun". Meanwhile a second guy had grabbed the arms of Juliette and dragged her from the water. His eyes were on her magnificent breasts as they rose and fell in time to her labored breathing and he was caught by surprise when, with a final burst of strength, she reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him down to her lethal fangs.
"Aaaagh, help, she's killing me!" he howled as Juliette tore into his throat in a final act of vengeance. The other men reacted quickly but could not save their comrade. Juliette's body convulsed as they plunged their silver plated knives into the soft yielding flesh of her belly and then into her breasts. Fatally stabbed but defiant as she died, she ripped his jugular vein open with her last effort. Gagging on his own blood, the doomed man fell over the warm corpse on the vampiress. In moments he had bled to death.
Constance had bounded up the stairs and ran for a rear bedroom but Gregory, the youngest of the mob, had seen her leave and ran after the fleeing vixen, crossbow in hand. As she entered the bedroom, found herself cornered and turned to face her attacker, he had a perfect shot at her sultry chest. His arrow was aimed at the shadow of her left areola visible under her gown. A few ounces of pressure on the bow's trigger and her heart would be rended by the arrow tearing through her smooth tit. "This would be too easy", he thought to himself, wanting instead to grapple with the girl and feel her struggles. So he dropped his bow and launched himself at her, his head slamming into her soft smooth belly, knocking her back on the bed. She landed spreadeagled on the bed, her firm pointed tits falling free of her sheer nighty. He landed on top of the winded vampiress, his head between those perfect melons and his groin between her slender hips. He could not help but notice the sweet smell of her perfumed body as he rose to his knees and pulled out a wicked looking knife and plunged it toward the valley of her perfect bosom. At the last instant, her hands grasped his wrists and held off the blade from her chest, receiving only a small scratch on her left tit. She used all her vampire strength to hold him off, but she was a small girl and the scratch did weaken her. He was a big young strong man and would eventually win the battle but suddenly other urges took over his brain and he didn't have the heart for killing like this, so close to the beautiful, innocent looking face of his victim. Connie sensed his indecision and began to plead for her life. "Please sir, let me live." "I've just joined the sect and I swear I have never killed anyone, I promise to leave the area and do no harm." Tears welled up in her blue eyes and Greg's resolve washed away with them. He was a nineteen year old virgin, straddling the most beautiful, nearly naked girl he had known, and all the talk of how the women were evil killers that must be destroyed slipped from his mind and a new longing began to stir in his loins. Connie saw his eyes soften and felt his cock harden against her pussy and she knew she had won. She slowly pushed the knife hand away from her breast and the blade clattered to the floor, then wrapping her finger in his hair, she pulled Greg down and kissed his softly on the mouth. He responded by squeezing her body tight to his and she felt the muscular ripples of his chest and back. She wanted this young stud, not just because he spared her but for his hard body and pleasant face. If she had to leave and start her own sect somewhere else she would need a male companion. This man would have to be recruited to vampirism, but first they had to escape this death trap.
She needed to induce Greg to aide her so as she probed his mouth with her tongue, she undid his pants and held his growing cock with firm soft fingers. A shiver of pleasure ran up his back as she stroked his tool to full size. Then she rolled his quivering form over and straddled him, her golden muff inches from his face as she slipped her moist lips down around his male meat. Greg was overwhelmed, the sweet musty smell of her wet pussy filled his nostrils and her deep sucking mouth worked his cock to quivering ecstasy. The barnyard sheep cunts that had been his only sexual experience were nothing like the hot wanton over him. Instinctively he held her soft thighs and buried his face in her quim, licking and sucking up her juice. He hadn't learned how to control his climax and the sensations built up to a point were he had to flex his hips and explode. Now it was Connie's turn to shudder as the hot virgin goo filled her mouth. She drank every drop as her hips wiggled and squeezed his head. She had him now, she thought as their limp bodies began to untangle. "I'll help you escape but I want to go with you". "There's nothing for me here but the hard life of a farmer", spoke Greg as he dressed. "I've got him", thought Constance, pleased with the way things were working out. "How will you get me out of here"? she asked the man. Greg thought for a moment then the plan came to him. He figured that by now, the men would have killed or wounded all of the vixens and would be having their way with the wounded before they were executed. The soldiers outside the house would have rejoined the group for the orgy. Greg took an arrow from his quiver and broke it off, then he told Connie to hold the stub end of the arrow to her belly like she was shot. Greg cut his hand and allowed the blood to fall on the girls belly. Thus it would appear that he was taking a wounded bitch outside for a final fuck. She bent over and moaned like she was in pain. They left the bedroom and descended the stairs. Deeply engrossed in raping the wounded she-devils, no one paid them much attention as they slipped out the back door. Finding a horse, Greg lifted the vampiress on it's back and climbed on behind her. With a firm hold on her slim waist and reins in the other hand he rode off with his new lover.
While Connie was seducing Greg into the life of a vampire, the last few vixens downstairs fell to the weapons of the mob.
Mary got too close to a window and was backlit by the lights of the room. One of men stationed outside spotted her shapely form and fired his gun. A bullet smashed the glass and drilled into her upper back, knocking her forward into the arms of a man who avoided the lethal fangs reaching for his neck, gut stabbed her and threw her down to the floor. Blood poured from the wounds and soaked her red gown a deeper shade. The doomed vixen clawed at the floor in her agony, her bare legs crawling but going nowhere with the man's foot planted on her plump naked ass. Taking a length of rope from his belt, the man trussed her arms and legs together behind her back. He then grabbed her crotch with one hand, conveniently slipping a finger up her cunt, and her hair with his other, dragging her over to the other captives.
Vivian found herself surrounded, she was the last unharmed vampiress in the room. Her luck went sour as two men grabbed her arms. She struggled with them and was overpowering them until a third man saw their plight and joined the fray. As she neared the neck of one of her captors, the last man stepped in and grabbed her by the neck, holding her throat with his left hand while his right plunged a knife into her firm swell of her lower belly. She howled like a banshee as the sharp blade sliced into her guts, then she drooped forward, supported by the men holding her arms, as the blood cover blade was with drawn. After binding her arms behind her back, they let her fall, gasping, to the floor.
Mary, Vivian, Danielle, Cloe and Leanne, though seriously wounded, still clung to life. The rapine lust of the mob now fell upon them as their bleeding bodies were mounted by the sex mad males who drilled into any body orifice available with hard engorged cocks. Leanne felt the first penis force into her tight upturned asshole, but soon another filled her pussy while still one more sprayed it's hot sticky cum over her face. The men were careful to avoid the mouths of the wounded yet still dangerous vampires.
By nightfall it was all over, the platform was set ablaze with the shiskabobed vampire women still on it, Hans set out in search of his nemesis, Victoria, and the villagers went to bed happy, safe from vampire attack at last, or so they thought.
Chapter #12- Not Quite Wiped Out
Greg and Connie traveled all day, stopping only when the horse was ready to drop. They hid out in a deserted barn while the horse rested and ate, and while the stallion recovered, Connie led Greg to a hay pile. There she removed his clothes and ran her hands up and down his hard body before drooping to her knees and licking the underside of his growing penis. She spoke softly to him as months before Victoria had spoken to Miles, "If you want to stay with me, I must convert you to my kind of being". "I promise it will not be painful and you will have strength and virility like no mere human". "We will build a new legion of female followers far from your home and you shall rule at my side and make love to all of them". "Yes, I want you, I need you, make me like you", moaned Greg. "Good", she replied, "in order to become a vampire you must want to, then you must drink deep of my milk before I drink of your blood". "Do not be afraid, I will drink the blood of your cock, then we will fuck"."Your blood will join with my pussy juice and then as you cum, I will suck blood from your neck and the transformation will take place". Greg nodded and laid Connie on her back then cupped her firm breasts in his hands and lowered his mouth. She moaned and mewed as he kneaded and sucked both lovely teats till they were dry, filling his belly with the warm tangy liquid. He felt a strange sensation flood over his body, a feeling of power. Connie reversed positions and assumed the same pose as in the bedroom. This time, as she slurped up and down on his cock, he also sucked on her clitoris and drove his tongue into her tight rosebud. He was deep in her cunt, lapping juice when he felt the slight sting of her fangs penetrating his cockhead. She sucked a few moments then turned herself around and impaled her hot wet box on his bloody tool. Her firm ass worked up and down while his cock pistoned in her pussy. He held tight to her pert tits and met each plunge of her hips with a thrust of his own. His first ejaculation into a vampire's pussy spewed deep into Connie's womb, then as an orgasm gripped her body, she dropped down on his chest and sank her fangs into his neck. Greg felt the pricks and then weakness engulfed him, then blackness as he slipped into a netherworld. When he awoke several hours later, she was laying next to him, still naked and still massaging his cock. He knew the change had happened for he felt very powerful and virile. She smiled at him and when he smiled back, two fangs were visible in his mouth.
Elke and Molly also traveled throughout the night and the next day, but in a different direction. They found a small cave in which to rest when Molly could go no futher. During their time together they had talked about many things, Molly of her unhappy childhood and abusive father, Elke of her life as a call girl. Molly began to see in Elke a big sister that she never had. Up to this point Elke had made no mention of being a vampire or tried to recruit Molly. Now they were lying together in a bed of grass and leaves piled in a corner of the cave. Molly was fast asleep, her head cradled in the ample bosom of the older girl. Elke was resting but not asleep, vampires needed very little sleep, one or two hours a day. She wore the robe that Molly had on when the rescue happened. On the big busty Elke, the robe was short and tight. She had the top open so the young girls head could nuzzle between her breasts. Elke was gently combing the girl's hair with her fingers when Molly rolled her head and began to nurse at Elke's breast like a baby. She was still asleep and dreaming of her mother breast feeding her as an infant. Elke softly moaned and pressed Molly's head tighter to her bosom and spewed forth her warm milk into the girl's mouth. As Molly gulped the potent fluid, she began to awaken and looked up at Elke in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry", she blurted, "I don't know what came over me". "That's alright, Molly, it felt really nice for me too". "You don't have to stop", said the sexually aroused vixen as she pulled Molly's head down to her other breast. Now that she was awake, Molly began to get strange feelings in her body, feelings and longings she didn't understand. Up to this point in her short life, the only experiences she had with sex were the times her father had raped her. There had been no foreplay, just climb on, fuck, shoot your wad and leave. All she had felt was revulsion and self loathing.
The tender caress of Elke's hands down her back made her tingle and she didn't resist as those same hands undid her clothing. Elke untied the belt of her robe and let it fall away from her swelling hips. As the younger girl sucked deep on her bountiful breast, her slim thigh slipped between Elke's legs. The vampire vixen arched her hips, rubbing her golden haired muff on Molly's soft thigh. Molly switched tits and brought her other leg in between Elke's. Elke grabbed the small hard ass of Molly and pulled her down till their love mounds kissed, then she reached between the girls hips and rubbed her fingers on the puffy pussy lips. Molly gurgled ecstatically and gripped the big girl's firm bosom while pressing her own hard tits into Elke's belly. Elke drew the small girl up on her body and kissed her pert mouth with a probing tongue. Molly responded with her own darting tongue but she drew back when she pricked the sharp end of a fang. Suddenly questions flooded her mind, how had Elke recovered so fast, what happened to the needle wounds? "What are you?" she blurted out, more out of curiosity than fear. Elke held the girl tight in a comforting way and explained that she was a vampire and wanted to make Molly a vampire also so they could live and hunt together. At first Molly was repulsed by the idea of drinking blood but Elke was very convincing and soon Molly consented. They resumed their lovemaking with Elke slipping her finger up the tight twat of Molly while sucking her pert little tit. The experienced vampiress smiled as Molly spasmed in the first orgasm of her life. She showed Molly how to eat pussy and finger fuck and finally, when the young girl was ready for a fourth climax, she fanged her sweet cunt. The lovers spent the rest of the day in the cave and by the time they left, Molly had grown a set of fangs of her own.
Epilogue:
Hans would continue to hunt Victoria until he mistakenly tortured and executed an innocent girl, thinking she was a vampire. The girls family was rich and powerful and Hans found himself dangling at the end of a rope.
New colonys of vampires sprang up to replace the vixens massacred by the villagers. With Hans dead, the knowledge of dealing with vampires was lost and the new covens flourished. Vicky and Miles had a large stable of young vampiresses in their new city as did Constance and Greg. Elke and Molly never settled down long in one location, preferring to lead a nomadic lesbian vampire life.
As for the villagers, their town withered away after news of the massacre spread. No one would believe their vampire story and they were reviled as savages for torturing and murdering mere prostitutes.
The stag had mounted the ready doe and was fucking the furry ass of the female oblivious to the presence of the the hunter hidden in the bushes at the edge of clearing. The long dark cock of the male deer furiously rammed in and out of the juicy quim of the ovulating female. Miles, the hunter, watched patiently from the brush with his bow drawn and the arrow aimed at the lungs of the pumping stag. It had been several weeks since he had been with a woman and the animal lusts he viewed were stirring an ache in his loins. He would have to find a willing wench with the profits from this kill. He would wait till the male ejaculated before killing it. It would help to insure that game would be plentiful in the future. He didn't have to wait long, soon the body of the stag stiffened as his load of sperm shot into the fertile womb of the doe. Seconds later the sharp steel blades of Miles arrow sliced through the stags body. The doe fled in panic while the male managed two steps before dropping dead.
It was a good clean kill and the meat from the big animal would feed his village for many days. Miles stripped to the waist in preparation for the bloody work of gutting the stag. With the dead animal hung by the hind legs from a tree, Miles slit the skin from asshole to neck and proceeded to remove the warm internal organs. Soon he began to feel as if he was not alone. The sun was setting and throwing long shadows in the woods. An experienced woodsman and hunter, not much frightened Miles but yet some kind of a weird feeling was making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He was glad to be done with his task, now he could cut down the stag and return to his home.
Miles was reaching up to untie the ropes holding the animal when he saw her. The tall ethereal creature stood about thirty feet away at the edge of the clearing. A light mist seemed to billow about her and Miles knew she was no village girl. She was taller and more slender than any of the girls from the villages and as he stared into her eyes he found himself strangely powerless to move. Her tongue licked small circles around her deep red lips as she slowly glided toward Miles. As she neared he could see she was a woman of great beauty, long shiny black hair flowing around white skin, deep green eyes set above high cheek bones, pouty red lips and a long slender neck. Her breasts, while not overly large, were high and firm, the bump of her nipples visible through the sheer white fabric of the long flowing gown that plunged low between her tits and was slit thigh high showing her long lean legs as she walked. Not a word crossed her lips as she reached the virile man and ran her fingers through his hair and down his hard muscular chest.
Reaching to her shoulders, she tugged at the straps of her gown and it fell down around her ankles revealing her perfectly shaped naked body. Her firm tits pressed to his chest as she used one hand to pull his mouth down to her waiting lips while her free hand worked the buttons on the front of his pants. Miles' thick cock responded to her sexuality and grew in the confines of his pants while his tongue intertwined with the darting, searching tongue of the woman. As she loosed the last button and pulled down the garment, his man tool burst out and pressed against the firm smooth female belly. Her hand circled his engorged tool and a smile formed on her lips as a slight moan left her throat. Dropping to her knees, she stretched her lips around the throbbing organ and slid the cock deep into her mouth. His thighs quivered as the vixen slurped and nipped at the penis now receiving a blow job unlike anything Miles could remember. The woman was an expert, knowing when to ease off to prolong his exquisite pleasure. Then, showing remarkable strength and grace, the lithe woman wrapped her arms around Miles' neck and lifted herself up. Her long legs wound around his waist and she lowered her wet twat down till the pussy lips tickled his cock-head. With an animal cry, she dropped herself down, impaling her gaping pussy on the full length of his shaft. Lifting herself up and down, she stroked her tight wet love tunnel on his sensitive dick. Miles had not had a woman for a long time and the pressure in his balls was building to an explosive climax. Sensing his condition, the naked vixen pushed him down on his back and sat back down on the throbbing flagpole. He felt her hair fall over his face as she nuzzled into his neck. Then she nipped his ear and his cock exploded in a gush of hot cum the spewed deep into the waiting womb engulfing it. Her back arched as she straightened up and howled out her pleasure. Then as the spent Miles relaxed, she fell down on his chest and he felt a twinge of pain in his neck as he slipped into darkness.
Chapter #2- A Tough Night
The sun was rising when Miles shook the cobwebs from his aching head and attempted to stand. His body did not want to obey and he felt very weak. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn he had a massive hangover. Flies buzzed around the body of the stag and Miles thought he had fallen asleep and dreamed of his sexual encounter - but why was he naked if it had been a dream? No, it had happened, he had been fucked silly by the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She must have been passing through the area, gotten horny and he just had gotten lucky, he would never see her again, he thought. He failed to notice two small wounds on his neck and the fact that the stag was devoid of blood.
Miles trekked back to his village, sold the carcass to the butcher and stopped by the local tavern for some food and liquid refreshments. The tavern was owned by a large fat man who abused the help and was generally a pig. Miles had known him since he settled in the village. Tonight Miles ordered his food and liquor and as the booze loosened his tongue he related his experiences of the prior evening. None of his friends would believe his story of the beautiful wanton who had seduced him the night before and a lot of laughter filled the tavern at his expense. Several hours later with his belly full and his head a bit woozy he wandered to his home and prepared his equipment for another hunt. He had already left when the two brothers showed up at the tavern looking for booze and women. They were new to the area, a couple of lowlife thieves and scoundrels. They sat down, observed the locals and ordered drinks from the comely young woman who approached their table.
Sara worked as a barmaid and had laughed with the rest of the crowd as Miles had told his fantastic tale. Her large firm tits, confined by the low cut dress she wore, jiggled like two bowls of Jello as she laughed but deep in her heart she longed for the attention of a handsome, strong, good man like Miles. She tried to imagine the feeling of wrapping her legs around his hard body and taking his manhood deep into her womb, or her favorite, up her tight asshole. It's not that she was unattractive, to the contrary, she was a very pretty girl. Not to tall at 5'4", with a round face and sandy blond hair, legs well shaped and muscular, soft full hips and ass, and a great set of jugs. It just seemed that she attracted the wrong kind of men. Tonight, her body caught the eyes of the two hard drinking brothers, who, after verbally abusing and physically groping Sara for most of the evening, went to the tavern owner and made a deal.
Chapter #3- The Sisterhood Grows
Sara could not understand why the tavern owner would send her out to the barn for eggs this close to closing time but she went rather than question his authority and taste his whip. Taking a lantern, she walked out into the warm evening and crossed to the barn. Opening the door, she walked in. The door closed behind her. She spun and saw a tall bearded man standing between her and the door. Her gasp made her large bosom heave, a sight not lost on the intruder. "Nice tits bitch", spoke the bearded man. "Ass looks good from here, Jeb", came a second male voice. Sara turned again a saw a second man, no beard this time, but obviously related to the first. Both men slowly advanced on the scared woman and as their course hands tore the dress from her body she realized the tavern owner had sold her for the night. She tried to scream but rough hands covered her mouth, then a fist slammed into her guts and doubled her over. "Quiet bitch, no sense in waking the dead over a little fucking", said the man called Jeb. Sara, still gasping from the pain of the blow, knew she had to submit or these men would hurt her badly. "You go first, Caleb, you're the older brother", said Jeb as her threw Sara to the hay covered floor. The man called Caleb had dropped his drawers and stroked his dirty cock to life, then he pounced on the prone woman and forced into her dry cunt. These guys had no idea how to pleasure a woman, they just pounded away till they came. First Caleb, next Jeb, then Caleb took her up the ass. Jeb forced Sara to suck off his smelly tool and swallow a load of jism. By now the brothers were drunk, sleepy and sated. Soon they were fast asleep and Sara grabbed her torn dress and escaped into the night.
Sara stumbled down the dark paths till she came to a clear running stream. There she waded into the water and tried to wash the stink from her body and the jism from her mouth and genitals. She lay in the cool soothing water for several minutes until she had the feeling she was being watched. First she thought the brothers had returned to ravish her some more, but when she looked around she saw a tall woman. The woman's eyes bore into hers and she felt a sense of security. "Don't be frightened, my dear, I mean you no harm". "I sense you are troubled, come and sit with me and talk about it". Even though Sara had never seen the woman before, she rose naked from the water and walked to her. The tall woman held Sara's head to her bosom. "I am Victoria but please call me Vicky. And your name is?"
"I am called Sara", she responded while nuzzling between the firm breasts of the taller woman. They sat down in the grass, the nude barmaid in the lap of the tall beautiful stranger. She then blurted out the story of her rape to this total stranger yet seemingly compassionate woman. Vicky held the nude girl tight and Sara slowly looked up to her face. Vicky bent down and kissed Sara full on the lips. Sara's first instinct was to pull away but she did not, instead she kissed back and held tight to the tall woman. Soon their tongues were interlocked and exploring the depths of their throats. Vicky's hands massaged the fullness of Sara's breasts while Sara's hands cupped the firm buttocks of Victoria. Vicky slipped free of her gown and their two furry love mounds pressed together. Vicky's long fingers slipped between Sara's pussy lips and found the girl's G spot. Sara moaned and shuddered, till Vicky guided Sara's lips to her turgid nipple. Sara mouthed the long hard fleshy knob and was rewarded with a flow of tangy tasting milk which she drank with relish. Vicky gave her the second breast and again she drank. Sara was aglow with passion and made no resistance as Vicky forced her on her back and straddled her nude wet body. Both women spread open the cunt of the other with their fingers and explored the dark caverns before diving in with tongues and slurping up hot pussy juice. Sara barely noticed the twinge of pain when two sharp fangs sunk into her twat, extracted blood and left some fluid of their own. The two naked vixens rolled about in the grass, legs wrapped around bodies, tits held tightly in hand, tongues deep in vaginas. Sara felt herself cumming, Vicky felt it to, she sat up and forced her muff into Sara's face and as the shorter woman flew into orgasm, dropped her head down between Sara's legs and bit deep into the femoral artery in her inner thigh. As Sara's warm blood gushed down her throat, her orgasm filled Sara's mouth with sweet pussy juice. Sara was still swallowing as she slipped into blackness. Victoria effortlessly picked up the sleeping woman and carried her off to a large vacant mansion on the outskirts of the village. Laying the nude girl on a sofa, she kissed her once and turned to leave. Sara would sleep for some time and Victoria still had much to do that evening.
Chapter #4 - A Male Member
Miles slept fitfully that evening, dreaming of the woman who had seduced him. Somehow he sensed he would see her again. It must have been about three in the morning when a cool breeze form an opening door wafted over Miles nude body. The chill woke him and thru bleary eyes in the dim light of the moon, he saw the tall woman from the previous evening standing along side his bed, looking down at him. "Hello Miles, yes I know your name, my name is Victoria but please call me Vicky". "Last night was so good I wanted to come back for more. Do you mind?"
Miles smiled at the woman and held open his arm. She undid the long pink gown covering her lush body, it slid over her smooth skin to the floor. Then she climbed into the small bed and lay her nude body next to his. Given another chance at this voluptuous creature, Miles planned on being more aggressive. The previous evening she had had her way with him and dominated, tonight it would be more even. He wasted no time, His hand encircled her firm breast while he drew her lips to his and kissed her hard. She nipped his lip with her front teeth and he filled her warm mouth with tongue. His hands roamed up and down her torso, stopping to kneed her breasts and squeeze her firm flat ass. She had one knee up and her leg slid to one side opening up her inner thighs. Miles lowered his head to kiss her tits while his hand slipped up the inside of a soft thigh and came to rest on the heart of her womanhood. He could feel the heat emanating from inside her love box. Vicky's hips gyrated slowly as he massaged her clitoris and slipped his finger deep into the sweet cavern. As his finger probed and tickled her hot cunt, his lips wrapped around the dark areola and rigid nipple of her left breast. "Ooowwww yes, taste me Miles, taste all of me", moaned the dark haired vixen as Miles began to suckle her tit. Miles had sucked tits before and some had been lactating, but the taste of Vicky's milk was a new experience. It was warm and sweet but also it had a pleasant tang to it and he could feel it all the way to his belly. He seemed to warm internally and it increased his vigor. "Mmmmmm, that's good"' sighed Miles as he drained the boob of liquid. Vicky countered, "Don't forget this one, it need loving too", as she held her right breast out to him. "I'm not about to forget their a pair, the most perfect pair I ever saw", complimented Miles as he shifted positions to bring his leg up between Vicky's thighs. The gorgeous vampiress moaned and writhed in heat as he sucked the firm right boob and rubbed her love patch with his leg. When both milk jugs were drained Miles quipped, "Time for some desert"! With that, he spun his body around and dropped his head between Vicky's long legs. Miles reveled in her musty smells as he kissed her soft silky inner thighs and traced her vertical smile with his tongue. As he licked lazy circles around her extended clitoris, he felt her hands grasp and softly squeeze his dangling scrotum. "Damn Miles, your better than I had hoped for". "I want us to be together always", she moaned as her long wet tongue traveled up the bottom of his rigid nine inch cock. With his hips quivering from the sensation in his groin, Miles drove his own tongue deep into Vicky's wet vagina and lapped up a healthy dose of hot pussy juice. She was teasing the tip of his dick with her tongue, licking off the emerging pre-cum when she asked Miles the question, "Miles, would you like to be my lover and soulmate forever, never worry about money again?"
His mouth never left her twat but he nodded and squeezed her ass cheeks in an affirmative answer. A smile crossed Vicky's red lips as they open to encircle his rigid flagpole. The long shaft disappeared in the depths of her throat as her lithe body lifted up to engulf it. Her hands held tight to his ass for support and her long nails drew red lines on his ass as they scratched him. he could feel the sperm building up pressure in his balls as he sought to fill her love box with his face. One of his fingers slipped through the tight rosebud of her asshole and she began to orgasm. She mashed her muff into him and more sweet juice filled his throat. Her mouth clamped down hard on his cockhead and it exploded in an eruption of white sticky cum as her fangs sunk in to the turgid, blood filled member. Vicky drank down the blood and jism mixture with a relish while Miles ball sack spasmed and constricted to maintain the jet of his seed. Then before his cock could wither, Vicky released it from her mouth and commanded, "fuck me, you big stud, fill my cunt with that big dick". Miles lifted his head and turned while Vicky arched her back and spread open her long legs. As he neared, she took his cock and guided the bloody wet head to her snatch. The softening cock restiffened as it parted her pursed pussy lips and she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. The warmth of her deep love tunnel engulfed his penis and reinvigorated it. His hips pumped like pistons as he drilled for orgasms in her sex mine. Vicky had wrapped her legs around Miles and her hands clawed his back. The two hard mounds of her tits mashed against his chest as again they oozed milk that mixed with his sweat. Another load of cum was building in his balls and with one mighty thrust he shot it into her waiting womb. As the hot mating goo filled her, she lifted her head to his neck and bit the bulging blood filled vein. Vicky shuddered with an orgasm as the warm blood ran down her throat and Miles slipped into a deep sleep.
Chapter #5 - Revenge Served Red
Caleb and Jeb went back to the tavern the next evening and were surprised when the foxy barmaid was not there. They asked the tavern keeper and the gross fat man cursed Sara, calling her an unreliable slut and proclaiming he would whip the skin from her ass for not being at work. He was really pissed because the two brothers wouldn't spend their money to fuck the other barmaid. She was the wife of the keeper and just as fat and gross as he.
So the two men kept their dicks in their pants and spent the evening getting blind drunk and hurling insults at the fat barmaid. At closing time the tavern keeper, still sore at not making any pimp money, threw the two men out and locked the door. The brothers staggered down the road, sometimes falling over rocks or in potholes. When they were deep in the woods two women appeared on the path in front of them. Jeb rubbed his eyes and tried to focus in the dim light and fog. "By cracky, Caleb, it's our little whore from last night and she brought along a friend". "Hey you little tramp, you come back for some more of us"? "Come on over here and let old Jeb make you happy". "Don't worry about your friend, we can fill her up to". The two boorish men approached the mist shrouded vixens who stood their ground and stared seductively at the males. When Caleb and Jeb were within ten feet their eyes met the deep burning eyes of the vampiresses and they found themselves transfixed to the spot. Only then did the voluptuous vixens advance, Sara to Caleb and Victoria to Jeb. There was no foreplay, no sexual teasing, this was for nourishment and revenge. The vampiresses pounced on the men like wolves to sheep. Using superhuman strength, the two women threw the larger men to the ground and slashed into their necks with tearing fangs. The screams of the doomed men echoed in the empty woods as they were drained of every drop of blood. When they were sated, the sexy killers dragged the corpses into the deep underbrush to rot.
The tavern keeper was alone, his wife, exhausted from having to do double work, had gone upstairs and passed out on the bed without bothering to wash or undress. Even the slovenly husband had been turned off by the sight and smell of his dirty pig of a wife sprawled out. He had gone back down to the barroom and had a drink or two. His sleep on the floor was disturbed by a knock at the door. "We're closed", he yelled but the knock continued. Finally he rose and opened the door a crack. "Miles you fool, I said we're closed." "Come back tomorrow". He began to close the door but the intruder shoved his way in. The owner took a swing at the dark clad vampire but Miles easily blocked the blow. Miles grabbed the man by the throat and lifted his 280 pound body off the floor with one arm. Gurgles escaped the suspended man's mouth and his eyes bugged out of his head. Then, as the man neared death, miles lowered him and sunk his virgin fangs into their first victim. Miles first taste of blood gave him a rush on a par with sex. He was definitely liking this vampire lifestyle. Dropping the dry dead body to the floor, Miles thought about killing the wife. The fact that she hadn't wronged Sara and remembering her appearance helped Miles decide that she could live a little longer.
The predatory threesome met back at the mansion, invigorated by feeding on fresh blood. The next several hours were spent bathing each others bodies and bouts of three way sex. Miles found he had incredible stamina and staying power and the two vixens could not wear him out. He brought them each to five orgasms before he finally shot his last hot load into Sara's ass. They slept together, naked on a big bed, with Miles in the middle and two nude vampiressess laying over him. Tomorrow they would begin planning to increase the size of their sect.
Chapter #6 - An Offer She Couldn't Refuse
The next morning Victoria explained her plan - they would "recruit" about a dozen young and beautiful women from the surrounding area and open a bordello in the mansion. Some customers, those not likely to be missed soon, would be killed for their blood. Some high ranking officials would be seduced and put under a hypnotic like spell to insure that the vixens weren't bothered. Even if the villagers eventually figured out something was wrong, they would be powerless to stop the vampires. Vicky explained again the process required to convert a victim. They were changing the basic chemical make up of the blood, do it wrong and the victim would die. Vicky would assist Sara in her first conversion. Miles could not convert anyone because he lacked one vital ingredient, the breast milk. Vicky knew just where to find a their first victims. Not far away was a girls finishing school run by strict nuns, and in it, several young girls ripe for the taking. That evening, with Miles along to see they were not disturbed, the two vampire vixens slipped into the dormitory of the girls school.
Elana and Mary had known each other all of their lives, gone to school together, and now at age eighteen, were almost done with the rigid structure of finishing school. Soon they would have to leave this place and each other to marry and raise children, something neither one really wanted. The girls had become lovers and wished just to be able to live together. As young girls they had watched each others bodies as the baby fat was replaced by curves and hips and breasts bloomed into womanhood. Their first sexual experimentation had been on each other. When Mary had taken a young boy out to the barn for the first time, she had recounted every detail to the still virgin Elana. She told her of the boy's fumbling, how he used his hands to harden his smooth dick, how he had to be guided to the right spot and the pain of losing her cherry. Now, late in the evening when most girls were sleeping, the two friends lay together in their bed, naked and sweaty. They had to take care not to wake the nuns, for what they were doing would bring severe whipping if they were discovered. Their legs were interlocked like a pair of inverted v's and buried in their hot wet cunts was a double ended hard leather dildo. Four firm full tits jiggled as they slammed their muffs together and probed assholes with long fingers. So engrossed were the two orgasmic girls that they didn't notice two more nude bodies joining them, or if they did notice, they didn't seem to mind. Every square inch of bed was covered by soft female flesh as Sara and Vicky joined the lovemaking, pressing their own pouting pussies into the faces of the two girls. Maybe Elana and Mary thought the other participants were other girls from the school, in the dark room they couldn't make out faces, but the pussies were hot and wet so they dined on the warm juices and nibbled on hard clits. Soon the two victims had breasts in their mouths and were drinking the mystic elixir of transformation. Neither girl protested as the vampiressess untangled the mass of legs, removed the wet dildo, and switched to a sixty-nine position. Then two sets of fangs pricked puffy wet pussy lips before sinking into soft inner thighs for a long drink.
Miles had accompanied the two female vampires and now as he lurked in the darkness, a lantern began to glow in one of the rooms. The light sleeping dormitory supervisor had been awakened by the sounds of lust coming from the girls room and she planned to investigate. The middle aged, plump woman emerged from her quarters in a long plain sleeping gown that hide her entire body. She had a plain face, short hair and thin lips. A man had not seen her naked since her teens before she joined a convent. Now as she left the room, she found herself staring into the deep piercing eyes of the male vampire. With hand to mouth, she sought to scream but nothing came out. The dark eyes bore into her soul and she found herself leading him outside the building. Miles approached her and tore the nightgown from her body. She did not flinch as her large swaying breasts were gripped by his strong hands. He bent over the woman, kissing her lips while forcing her down on her back. She was under his power as he spread her plump thighs and knelt between them. Long empty and dry, her twat burned as his long cock sank in. Soon the love juices, so long unused, began to flow and lubricate the big hole. Miles fucked her hard and fast, she quickly built to a climax. Her cunt, filled once again with male meat, quivered uncontrollably as she began to have the first orgasm in thirty years and also the last. Her quivering cunt triggered Miles explosion and white hot jism shot from his cock as his fangs sunk into her neck. He continued to suck and pump till her veins were dry. Leaving the dead naked woman in the bushes, he rejoined his comrades who were carrying their unconscious victims back to the mansion.
Chapter #7 - Getting Down to Business
Victoria now had three girls in her sect and began the next phase of her plan. She planted rumors about beautiful whores living in the old mansion and soon two local young men showed up at the door late one evening. Hank was the son of a farmer while Edward came from a rich merchant family. They got talking about finding some pussy that evening, add some potent liquor, and soon staggered off to see if the rumors were true. Their pounding on the door was answered as the door swung open and Sara, in a red gown that left little to the imagination, invited the young men in and asked their business. Both men remembered Sara from her days as a barmaid and now, seeing her in the sheer gown, they knew the rumors were true. "My friend and I came here to get laid", spoke Edward while Hank nodded his affirmation. Sara quoted the price and got their money then led them upstairs to the bedrooms of Elana and Mary. Elana was ready for Edward as he entered the room. She was naked, laying back on her bed with her ass up in the air and her furry twat looking him in the face. "Like what you see, big boy, come and get it", enticed the tall blond vampiress in a husky seductive voice. Edward almost tore his clothes off in his haste to mount the wiggling blond beauty. With a half hard cock he jumped on the bed and tried to penetrate the slut. She had to massage his tool to full rigidity before he could plunge into her well of delights. Once engulfed in her hot box, the young stud fucked furiously and ineptly, quickly loosing self control and ejaculating prematurely. Elana hadn't had a chance to get stimulated so instead of killing the young man right away, she laid him on his back and took his limp dick into her mouth and played her tongue over the tip. After a few minutes of stimulation, he regained his erection. The hungry vampiress wouldn't let him have top position this time, she mounted his flagpole and with her big tits waving in his face, she rode him till she came. Edward was in over his head (bad pun) with this wanton vixen. He was still trying to ride out her orgasm when she fell upon him and sank her fangs into his neck. As the blackness of unconsciousness loomed, he shot his wad.
Hank performed better with Mary, he may not have been as rich and sophisticated as Ed but he had more experience with women and animals on the farm. Mary greeted him wearing a short tight teddy that rode up the crack of her wide soft ass. The fabric strained to contain her full bust line and the dark hair of her pussy peaked out of the thin stipe of cloth that barely covered her dark pussy lips. They sat on the edge of the bed and as she undid his shirt and pants, he ran his hand through her long shiny dark brown hair and over her voluptuous body. Mary let out a low moan as he cupped her large breasts and played with her nipples which now were quite evident under the sheer fabric. She had his shirt off and massaged the work hardened muscles of his upper body. Mary slipped the teddy from her shoulders and her magnificent hooters sprang forth from their restraints. Hank held the large firm mounds and licked the dark areolas with his tongue, Mary quivered and pulled him tight to her bosom. He mouthed the hard nipple of her left tit and sucked as a baby at a mother. Her hands removed his pants and felt the thick hardness of his penis. Bending over, she mouthed the bulbous end of his schlong and slide her teeth over the thick under-vein. His cock was fully erect to the point of being painful. It was not overly long but it was very thick and Mary's lips stretched to accept it. Hank had managed, with Mary's willing gyrations, to remove her teddy and now he had a handful of muff. His fingers were probing her vagina and her juice seeped onto the bed. Mary was getting hot, her nipples jutted out from her tits like two spearheads and her ass writhed with the finger fucking. "Take me, take me like the big farm stud you are", she moaned as she got on hands and knees. Hank knelt behind her plump ass and spread her cheeks apart. He took his cock and placed the wet head on her open pussy but before he could grab her hips and thrust, she reared back and impaled herself on the thick shaft. "OOoooooaaaaahhhh", she cried as he began to piston in and out of her hot cunt. His hips slapped hers and her large hanging jugs swayed to her movements. Soon she begged, "give me some in the ass, big guy". Hank kept up the pumping of her pussy while he used his fingers to lubricate her tight bung hole with the fuck juices. A quick pull out and he drilled her rosebud with a well lubed dick. "Oh shit, more, more", she cried, bending over farther to provide a better angle of attack. She had two orgasms before she pulled off his rampaging cock and laid him down. Her pussy slipped effortlessly down on his throbbing wang as she pinned him to the bed. The bed became a trampoline as he held her tits and she bounced up and down on the penis in her quim. Hank could take no more and he grabbed the wanton sluts ass and held her tight as his balls shot forth their seed. He didn't feel the fangs tap his jugular vein like a keg of beer.
The rays of the sun cut a steep angle through the window glass by the time Hank and Ed started to revive. The light burned into their bleary eyes accentuating the terrible headaches both men had. Their limbs felt like lead weights and when they did try to move, they found themselves bound hand and foot to the beds on which they lay. The door swung open, squeaking slightly on it's hinges, and the four deadly vixens entered the room. All were dressed in long, clinging, low cut gowns. Miles followed them in, clad only in a small codpiece. "Good morning boys, hope you had a pleasant night", chimed Vicky as she gazed down at their latest victims. "What's going on, why are we tied up"? questioned Ed. "Why boys, you fell asleep before we could finish our games", added Mary "We want you to get your moneys worth"!
Something in her voice sent a chill of fear up Ed's back, "Just untie us and let us go, we must be going". "Sorry boys, you may be finished but we're not". piped in Elana. With that, Elana and Mary bent over the groins of the nude men and expertly brought their cocks to life. When both dicks were hard the vampiresses curled back their lips and exposed their long sharp fangs. There was no orgasmic lust, no overpowering passion to dull the sensation this morning. The men howled in agony as the white fangs ripped into their blood engorged cocks while Vicky and Sara feasted on their necks. The four females took their time and drank slowly for as they were bent over, Miles would go from one to the next, lift up their gown, and fuck each girl as she feasted. This time the bodies were drained dry and that evening Miles would dispose of the corpses.
Other girls were soon added to the sect. Cherri, a tall busty redhead, had been the mistress of an army officer. When his troops lost a major battle and he was killed, Cherri had fled rather than suffer the humiliation heaped on the losers whores. Rhonda, a slim lithe blond, had been a dancer but an ankle injury ruined that career. Both girls had met by chance on in a coach and traveled together to the mansion looking for work as hookers. Vicky welcomed them in and after an evening group orgy with Miles and all the girls, they were "converted" willingly to vampirism.
Juliette, a "seasoned pro" also heard rumors of the new high class bordello and thought she could make the change from street corner hooking to the good life. When she first showed up at the mansion, Victoria was not overly impressed. The woman was in her mid thirties, tired and dirty from the long trek, and not well dressed. Vicky decided to have her cleaned up and make a meal out of her for the rest of the girls. She had Mary and Cherri escort her to a bathroom and help her get cleaned up. The mansion was equipped with several large baths, each with a tub that could hold four or five people. Under the watchful eyes of the vampiresses, Juliette stripped off her tattered, dirty clothes and climbed into the deep pool of warm water. Mary took the clothes to have them burned.
Cherri disrobed and joined Juliette in the bath, sitting behind her and washing the road grime from her long chestnut brown hair. Juliette had been hiding ample charms under those old clothes. Now as she sat in the deep water, her monumental jugs floated in front of her like two melon shaped life buoys. Her belly was not as hard and flat as the younger girls, but it's slight pout was not unattractive and flowed well into her flaring hips and furry love mound. Her legs were well shaped and fleshed out ending in a pair of plump ass cheeks. Rinsing the soap from Juliette's hair, Cherri could see and feel the silky shine in the long locks. As her hands ran through the hair, squeezing out the excess water, her fingers traced down Juliette's back and butt. The woman quivered slightly at the vampiresses touch. Cherri switched her position to face Juliette and could see her face, free from dirt, was very pretty, if slightly wrinkled. Deep brown eyes, a pert nose and full lips, waiting to be kissed. Which is what Cherri did, planting her own warm lips on Juliette's mouth in a quick peck. Then as Juliette massaged her breasts with soapy hands, Cherri washed the woman's legs, working her way from the feet up to the submerged crotch of the newest victim. Cherri could feel the woman's ass quiver as her hands washed Juliette's cunt. Soon Cherri had her head near the woman's long rigid nipples and asked her, "You ever do it with a woman?" Juliette answered her with a silent smile while pulling Cherri's mouth to her tit. As Cherri sucked on the warm nipple, she felt something enter her twat. As the incredible feeling of pleasure wracked her and she shuddered into an orgasm, she realized it was Juliette's foot in her cunt, the big toe massaging her clitoris.
Just before Cherri erupted, Mary and Victoria had entered the room. Mary had told her of the woman's voluptuous body and Vicky decided to take a second look at the woman. Now as she witnessed Cherri's orgasm, she felt she may have been to hasty in judging Juliette. Juliette looked up at the two dry vampiresses and pointed to the tub. Mary and Vicky looked at each other and grinned then disrobed. They joined the other two in the pool and Juliette went for Vicky crotch. Keeping just enough of her face above water to breath, she sought out the hot snatch with her mouth. Vicky gasped and rolled her eyes, her hips suddenly pulsing. She was experiencing intense stimulation from Juliette. Something none of the vampiresses knew until now was Juliette had an exceptionally long tongue and knew how to use it. Buried deep in Vicky's pussy, it explored the walls of her vagina and circled her clitoris. While all this was going on, Mary had her fingers up Juliette's ass and Cherri was experimenting with her new found technique, probing Mary's twat with her toes.
Vicky was nearing a climax when she spoke to no one in particular, "She's in!" Cherri got the message and dove under the tongue drilling woman and sank her teeth into Juliette's squeaky clean pussy. The bitten woman stiffened and shot all of her tongue into the hot cunt of Vicky who pulled the woman tight to her pussy and orgasmed, filling Juliette with her warm juice. Then she lifted the woman's head and shove a hard tit into her mouth. Juliette needed no encouragement to drink deep of the lifemilk the vampiress offered her. She eagerly drained both boobs then lay back and floated on the surface of the water, legs open. Mary slipped in between and sank her teeth into the soft inner thigh while Cherri and Vicky each took a bite of a boob.
Juliette felt a strange warm sleepiness and lost consciousness. When she awakened the next day, she was laying on a big soft bed and wore an expensive night gown that showed her full features very favorably. She stood and admired herself in a full length mirror. Her large breasts, though always firm, had begun to sag, but today they seemed to have regained some of their youthful tone. The small wrinkles under her eyes were gone. She wondered what was in that bath water. Soon Vicky entered and informed her of her initiation and what lay ahead. Juliette and Vicky had a long talk and Juliette told of her former life. She stated that although she had no problem with men, she preferred female lovers in her private hours. Vicky assured her that all her girls would be quite receptive to the older woman's advances. Though somewhat surprised at the turn of events, she was happy with her new surroundings and life.
Danielle was a tall, busty, dark eyed, tawny skinned, gypsy beauty who thought Miles was just another john. She had met the handsome stranger in the forest near her wagon and made her proposal. Miles, always looking for a good fuck and warm blood, came across with the cash and followed her to the wagon. Her peasant outfit had hidden her long legs and full firm tits. As Miles looked lustily at her nude body, he knew Vicky would want her for the sect. Danielle got a shock also when Miles dropped his pants and his enormous erect cock aimed for her crotch like a divining stick after water. She got carried away sucking his oversize cock, not realizing how his balls had started to tremble, and took his first ejaculation full in the face which promptly made her cum. Next she took a load in her ass while she bit down hard on a pillow from the mixture of pain and pleasure of his huge cock stretching open her tight asshole. Finally he mounted her face to face and filled her wet aching cunt with his meat. Danielle was in ecstasy, she could not remember such good sex. Most of her customers were good for about five minutes at best before climaxing. A stream of hot jism filling her womb brought on her last climax and she was to tired to struggle as he bit into her neck. Miles was careful not to drink to deep from the gypsy, she must be strong enough to undergo conversion by the females.
More girls kept being added, Vivian and Cloe, sexy village girls seduced in their beds and carried back to the sect. Redheaded Jessica and the small but busty Anna, kidnapped from a traveling theater company and seduced. Constance, the small, sexy young wife of the local vicar, raped in her own church by Miles and brought back for conversion. Lastly Leanne, a young virgin seduced by Elana on her wedding night before the groom could pop her cherry.
Leanne had been betrothed in infancy to Thomas, himself only a small boy, by the arrangements of the parents. It mattered nothing to them that she did not like, much less love, Thomas. She did have a few male friends, but none ever got to first base. She made it quite clear that the friendship would be platonic or nothing. Leanne preferred the company of girls and would only have sex with another female. She dreaded her impending wedding day and tried to run away but was caught by Thomas's family and returned. When the ignominious day finally arrived, Leanne plied Thomas with vast quantities of liquor in the hopes he would pass out. And pass out he did, barely into the bedroom, his eyes rolled up and he fell to the floor. Leanne left him lay and undressed for bed, putting on a demure white gown and panties. She lay in bed for half an hour listening to Thomas's snoring and bemoaning her fate before falling asleep with tear reddened eyes. About two in the morning she was awakened by a hand squeezing her breast. Assuming it was her husband, she lay back still, spread her legs and bit down on her lip, all without opening her eyes. When soft feminine lips met hers, Leanne opened her eyes knowing they didn't belong to the drunken lout on the floor. Her gaze was met by the hypnotic stare of the vampiress and she was under the spell. Elana's hands were under her gown, tweaking her hardening nipples and probing her clean shaven pussy. With the entrance of a long slender finger into her love tunnel, Leanne arched her back and drove the digit in up to the palm.
"This is what I want, not some dirty rough male cock", moaned the young sex kitten. With that affirmation, Elana knelt over the small girl and tore the gown in half, then pulled the panties down off her slim legs. Her own seductive, low cut dress soon wound up on the floor and she proceeded to fill the small girls mouth with her large, firm, milk filled breasts. Leanne gulped down the sweet elixar and stained the bed with her cunt juice as the sensual feelings induced by the milk rocketed her to an orgasm that shook her small body. Elana, smelling the musty cunt juice, lowered her head between the slim thighs and bit lightly into the steamy quim. Leanne writhed and gasped, then she suddenly screamed as an awakened Thomas stood over the lesbian coupling and shouted "What sort of blasphemy is this"? "Die you evil spawn of Satan", commanded Thomas as he plunged a knife into the nude slender back of the top woman. Elana, engrossed in her lovemaking, didn't notice Thomas awaken and stand. She heard his tirade and felt the thud of the blade as it ripped her flesh, however, she felt no pain and no weakness. The angered vampiress turned on her attacker and held him with superhuman strength while her fangs torn into his throat. He screamed and struggled vainly to escape but his strength quickly deserted him as his blood was drained. With an angry snarl, Elana ripped open the neck of the corpse and threw it across the room. Then she remembered the knife and pulled it from her back and as it was removed, the wound healed over. Leanne, the spell broken, cowered on the bed as Elana turned back to her. "Don't fear, my pretty little love, you to shall have my power and invincibility". "There is just one more step, you will not die and when you awaken, we shall be sisters forever", Elana said as she bent over the shaking girl and punctured her throat.
Victoria's stable of vampire whores was now almost full, one more beautiful and seductive than the next. One last addition was made, Elke, a tall, beautiful Nordic girl with long blond hair, blue eyes, a 42" DD chest and the morals of an alley cat. She had been a high priced call girl in another country but a scandal had forced her to flee and by chance her train stopped in this small village. While staying over in the local hotel, she heard the rumors of about the mansion and decided to check it out. Elke showed up one evening looking to spend the night with another woman, it had been awhile since she had enjoyed the tenderness of another females pussy. Vicky had taken one look at the big blond and whisked her away to her private room. Once there, she had told Elke that if she passed her "audition" with Vicky, she would be allowed to join the "family". Vicky already knew from the girls appearance and the way she carried herself that she would pass with flying colors, but something about the six foot blond ignited a flame of passion in Vicky and she needed the excuse to bed this bitch. The head vampiress also took a chance and told Elke of the vampire sect before seducing her. If she had bolted now and escaped to spread the facts, the whole sect would be in danger, but Vicky read her right, she was all for conversion.
Elke stood and let her clothes fall from her stunning body and Vicky drank in the sights, strong arms and legs though still soft and feminine, high hard breasts with no sag even though they were large, long pink nipples and a slim waist. Her crown jewel was her muff. The slim waist joined her flaring hips in a perfect V of a pelvis, the slight hump of her love mound was trimmed in golden curls that were shaved back to outline her crotch. Her pussy lips were as pink as her nipples with a protruding clitoris that begged for some lip service. A tremor rose thru Vicky's body, this girl excited her more than any female had ever done and they hadn't even started yet. She loosened the straps holding her gown and it fell, letting Elke view her nudity also. Elke decided to play the aggressor and picked up Vicky, carrying her to the bed and gently laying her down. The tall blond crouched over the dark haired female, kissing her full red lips and rubbing their nipples together. Vicky began to squirm as the blond's tongue teased the roof of her mouth, drew wet circles on her lips and traced a path down her chin, across her sensitive neck, and into the valley between her breasts. Elke ran her tongue up and around the firm mounds, moistening the hard nipples with her pouting lips, then she continued her journey down the soft skin. Sliding her wet organ across the flat expanse of belly, she stopped to probe Vicky's belly button before continuing down. The vampiresess hips began to buck as the tongue neared her fuzzy delights and she clasped the blond head and held it tight to her cunt when Elke's tongue penetrated her womanhood. Elke remained there for a while, tasting the sweetness of Vicky's pussy, then she rolled the dark haired woman on her back and continued her exploration. Using her hands to spread wide the firm ass cheeks of her lover, Elke drew her tongue up the musky valley and drilled into Vicky's dark rosebud. The buggered vixen let out a cry of passion and her hands grabbed the sheets in a death grip. Her ass reared back hard into Elke's face as she orgasmed then she fell forward onto the bed. Elke kissed the quivering vampiress in the dimpleed spot where her back met her ass, then she rolled her over again and covered her Vucky's body with her own.
The naked sluts lay on their sides, deep throat kissing each other while thighs rammed tight into hot crotches. Vicky's fluid filled boobs ached for release and she pushed one of the milk laden tits into Elke's mouth. Elke drank like a baby with it's mother, using her hands to massage every last drop of the sweet liquid from the teat before switching to the other tit. While the new convert was busy drinking the fluid of new life, Vicky's hand was exploring the softness of the blonds pussy. Her long fingers probed as deep as they could reach into the wet tunnel of lust. Elke's body reacted to the stimulation, blood coursed to her nipples and labia, turning them pink and puffy, ready for sex. When her breasts were drained, Vicky turned around and slipped her head between the soft flaring thighs of the blond. She tongued the open twat, tasting the sweet pussy juice while Elke did the same to her. Then as Elke began to build to a climax and her pussy lips were red with engorged blood, Vicky gently bit down on the hot labia. Ekle yelped and shuddered then thrust her hips up as she came. Vicky didn't let her come down but slid up her body and bit her on both nipples, sucking a small amount of blood from each tit. Elke shuddered again as her orgasm renewed. She didn't notice Vicky pull a small cord near the head of the bed. Vicky laid back and brought her legs up and she motioned for Elke to enjoy. Elke knelt with her ass up and her head buried in Vicky's cunt. When Miles entered the room, summoned by Vicky pulling the bell cord, Elke was unaware of his presence. Vicky looked at Miles and smiled while she spread Elke's ass cheeks with her hands. Miles knew at once what his mistress wanted and he dropped his pants. The thick shaft of his dick sprang to life and he jumped on the bed behind Elke. Her first realization of his presence was feeling his prick drill her wet cunt. The fucking threesome bounced on the bed, Elke sandwiched between the vampires, until with a massive thrust, Miles spewed forth his undead seed into her vagina.
After a blissful evening of passion with the vampire leader and her male lover, Elke was ready to join their ranks. Elke soared to an unearthly orgasm as Vicky sank her fangs into her long neck while Miles drank from the soft blond love muff to complete the process. Now that she was a vampiress, she quickly became one of the favorite girls at the bordello, but she also still roamed the streets when the mood struck her.
The local mayor and police constable had been seduced and placed under the vampiressess spell. Word soon spread of the new sex palace and men came from all over to sample the sexual delights offered. More than a few women also paid for a night with one or more of the sultry sluts or if they wanted straight sex, Miles was available. The vixen's sex palace offered drinks, sex shows and games of chance. Some men paid good money to watch two or three of the vampiressess in a lesbian orgy while they jacked off. Rhonda came up with a very popular game of chance. If a man could make her submit in a nude fight, he paid nothing for his evenings pleasures, but if he lost, he paid double for everything. Many men took her up on the proposition, none ever won, and the losers didn't seem to mind.
Rhonda had a room set aside for her games. It was empty except for seating for spectators and mats on the floor. The nude combatants would face each other on the mat and the contest would begin. Kicking, punching and wrestling was allowed, eye gouging and biting were not. Most men, assuming they were much stronger than the naked woman, would begin by trying to get Rhonda in a bear hug. She would let them walk up to her and encircle her firm chest with their arms. Then she would grab their chins with one hand and the back of their heads with the other and twist. The man ended up flat on his back with Rhonda heel in his guts. Now the embarrassed guy would get mad and charge the lithe girl. She liked to side step and plant a hard roundhouse kick to the side of their heads. Rhonda would toy with the guy for five or ten minutes, even letting him get in a few licks that didn't hurt her at all. She always finished the same way, leaping high, she would lock her firm muscular thighs around the man's neck and ride him to the floor. There, with her delicious pussy so close he could almost but not quite kiss it, the man would submit. It was not unusual for repeat customers, Vicky made sure the rich ones had several chances to spend their money before being killed, to make the battle with Rhonda a regular event.
A rich visiting merchant came to the house one evening wanting to party with three girls. He chose Juliette, Cloe and Danielle for the nights fun. He was carrying a large amount of cash and probably would not be back in the area so Vicky told the girls to kill him. His night of lust began in one of the large baths but unknown to him, would end there also. The three naked vixens joined him in the warm water and while Cloe expertly massaged his dick, he watched Juliette and Danielle mash their large tits together as they kissed and finger fucked each other. The guy's name was Sam and he was horny as hell. Cloe's manipulations had him rigid in no time and he pulled the sultry vixen to him, slipping between her legs and drilling her willing cunt with his male meat. She rode his flagpole, her tits and hair flying in his face as his eyes rolled and he savored the feeling of the hot tight twat engulfing his manhood. Juliette and Danielle were oblivious to the fucking couple, so engrossed were they with their own sexual games. Danielle was experiencing Juliette's talented toes and she writhed in ecstasy and squeezed the big breasts of the older woman so hard that Juliette's vixen milk squirted out. The warm liquid wet the silky chest of Danielle and made white stains in the clear water. Juliette bent backward and reached behind herself, circling the slim waist of Cloe and pulling the fucking couple toward herself. Sam reached out and added his hands to Juliette's monumental mounds while Danielle cupped Cloe's hard tit's. Sam was overcome by the sights and senses and hosed a hot stream of jism into Cloe's ready womb. She took the load without cumming herself. He had gone off to fast to fully stimulate her. She removed herself from his dong and laid on her back, asking Juliette to finish the job with her long tongue. While Juliette was wedged in Cloe's thighs, slurping the pussy juice and cum mixture from the hot qwim, Danielle was rubbing her tight ass up against Sam's crotch. His penis never fully went limp and now it was becoming rigid again. Danielle oscillated her rosebud around the sensitive cockhead till it spurted out lubricating fluid. Then she reached behind her, taking his dick and lubing her asshole with the cum till it could take the fat cockhead. With the end of his dick inserted, Sam held her hips and slowly impaled her writhing ass on the full length of penis. He butt fucked the vixen for five minutes before spewing his second load. It gave Juliette time to get Cloe off so she could finger fuck Danielle's pussy while Juliette got behind Sam and drilled his asshole with her fingers.
By now the blood lust was running high in the three vixens and as the exhausted man tried to rest, the vampiresses struck. Juliette went for the cock, sucking and licking with her trained tongue till the limp shaft began to grow once again. With the penis rigid and full of blood, she bared her fangs and bit deep into the fleshy pole. His yelp of pain signaled the other two and Cloe came up between his legs and dined on the large artery in his inner thigh while Danielle bent his head back and dove for the jugular. With three female blood suckers draining him, his death came in minutes. It was a very profitable night for the whorehouse.
Cherri held the record for the youngest kill, a thirteen year old boy. He was playing in the woods one day when Cherri came across him by accident. She was on an errand for Victoria and took a short cut though the woods. The boy was up in a tree along the path that Cherri was taking. As she jogged toward him, he became mesmerized by her bouncing breasts. He was just entering puberty and strange new feelings about girls swirled in his mind. Erections and ejaculation were recent pleasures that he had discovered. So it is not surprising that he would forget where he was sitting as he gawked at the busty beauty while rubbing his crotch. He fell from the tree and landed on his back about ten feet in front of Cherri. The air was forced from the lungs of the boy and he lay stunned as the gorgeous girl knelt over him. Cherri gently shook the cobwebs from his head and spoke to him, "Are you alright, can you move your arms and legs?"
The boy became aware of the soft face, billowing hair and full shapely bosom hovering over him. "Ya, I'm OK, just dazed", he responded.
"What made you fall from the tree", Cherri asked though she knew the answer,
The boy got red in the face and answered, "I guess I was staring at you and got careless". "Your just so pretty".
"Why thank you, young man, you're a handsome guy yourself", she returned his compliment. Let me help you up. With that she reached around him and placed her hand under his arm and caused his other arm to fall on her breasts. He got even redder and was going to move his arm but she held it against her. "Don't worry, they don't bite", she ironically told him. Her arm dropped down to his crotch, feeling the hard shaft of his youthful erection. "I guess you are OK", she snickered as she smiled seductively at him. "It sure seems like a shame to waste this nice hard-on".
Before he realized what was happening, Cherri had her fingers wrapped around his virgin penis and was pulling his head down into the warm cleavage of her tits. She laid the boy back, stood up over him and slowly stripped out of her clothes. All the boy could do has stammer and gawk at his first close up view of a female pussy hovering over his body. She helped the fumbling boy out of his clothes, freeing his five inch erection. Cherri knelt and filled her mouth with the quivering cock. The boy groaned and his knees went rubbery as she licked the salty liquid oozing from the tip of his dick. Cherri lay back and pulled the willing boy back on top of her. She took his dick in her hand and guided it to her pussy lips. Her other hand grabbed his ass and pushed him in. For the first time in his life, the young boy felt the indescribable feeling of being inside a hot cunt. Instinctively, he began pumping in and out of her slippery recess as hard and fast as he could. Cherri slowed the boy down and moved his head to her breast. He took a mouthful of hard nipple, sucking like he was with his mother years ago. With the vixen's hands holding his ass and guiding his efforts, the boy was getting a lesson in love making that he would never use again. Her milk dribbled out the corners of his mouth and over the silky skin of her bosom.
Suddenly his body stiffened and he cried out. Cherri felt the high velocity spurting of his jism coating her vagina but she wasn't ready to climax yet. She pushed him off and rolled him over then she straddled his hips and impaled herself again. Quickly regaining his energy and erection, the boy lay back and let the busty blood sucker dominate him. She controlled the action, bending and writhing to maximize her clitoral contact and pleasure. She milked her tits, spraying warm liquid on the boy's head and chest. When he shot another wad deep into her muff, she was ready and clamped his hips in a vise grip as she was racked with orgasmic waves. With her sexual needs filled for the moment, Cherri's other hunger took control. She turned herself around and planted her hot, wet pussy on the boy's face while she sucked clean his still semi hard prick. Long hard sucking drained the last juice from the boy then she took each testicle in her mouth and licked them dry. All the while she mashed her muff into his face while he tasted her hot juices. Finally, Cherri spread his legs open, held his scrotum in her hand and sank her fangs into the femoral artery of his right inner thigh. He felt the pain and panicked but was helpless under the powerful vampiress. It took only minutes for his body to be completely drained. Cherri dressed and also carefully redressed the boy before hiding his body in a pile of brush. Some time later when his decomposing body was found, partially devoured by wild animals, no one suspected he had been a victim of foul play.
The vampires usually choose their victims carefully, sometimes a week would pass without claiming a life from a customer. The girls could always hunt for victims from the general population or even bring down a deer or a horse if the hunger was extreme. Things ran smoothly for several months but Vicky began to get a bad feeling, as if it was too smooth. A few weeks later a mistake was made that began to unravel the fabric of her sect.
Jessica, Rhonda and five others, blood lusts running high, had cornered a hapless mare in a corral and had pinned the horse down. A terror filled whinny bleated from the horses mouth as the vampiresses bit into her neck, nipples, and legs looking for large veins. Jessica sunk her teeth into the mares big brown cunt but most of the blood was being drained off by the other six vixens. Jessica, ignoring Victoria's warning not to raid the village for a while, left the gorging vampiressess and set off to find her own kill. She came to a large home on the opposite side of the village and crept into a bedroom. Sleeping there was a young woman named Edwina. Jessica admired the rise and fall of the woman's ample breasts under her gown, the swell of her hips and the cascades of curly brown hair around her sweet innocent face. Jessie could feel her crotch heat up and get wet with lust. She placed her hand over the woman's mouth which woke her with a start. There was fear in her big brown eyes as Jessica spoke menacingly to her, "scream and I'll kill you". She removed her hand and Edwina didn't scream but lay there and trembled. Jessica kissed the woman and probed with her tongue while squeezing Edwina's big tits. Jessie stripped them both naked and planted her pink ass on Edwina's face. "Eat my pussy, bitch", she commanded as she ground her wet cunt in the woman's mouth. Edwina tentatively slipped her tongue into Jessie's twat and tasted of her juices. Soon she began to like what she was doing and drilled deeper up the warm tunnel. Jessica's long simmering lust exploded and she shuddered under a huge orgasm. More pussy juice than her mouth could handle drenched Edwina, spilling out on the bed. Jessie gave a howl and dove at the open inner thigh of Edwina, sinking her fangs into the femoral artery. Edwina's senses were not dulled by vampire milk and she felt the sting of the bite and the ache of the draining blood. She tried to scream but could not with the furry muff squashed in her face.
The next morning when Edwina did not come to breakfast, her father sent the maid to check on her. The maid returned screaming that Edwina was ill. Richard Dawes raced up the stairs to see his young daughter, she was awake but very pale and weak. He noticed strange stains on the pillow and thought she may have vomited bile during the night. A doctor was summoned at once. Richard was taking no chances, Edwina's twin brother had just disappeared with no trace and he would not lose this child too. By the time the doctor had arrived, Edwina was somewhat improved by he insisted on giving her a thorough examination. To many people had been dying under strange circumstances, and besides, the old geyser liked feeling up sexy young women. He was inspecting her genitalia "for signs of the fever" when he spotted the two marks on her inner thigh. That worried him, the same marks had been found on other dead women. He made a mental note to send a message to a friend of a friend. Not knowing what else to say, he told Richard that she had developed anemia and should remain in bed for several days. After assuring Richard that he would return the next day, he left and found a courier to deliver his message.
The doctor spent the rest of the day reading old dusty books that he had received from the estate of an old man in payment for services. By morning, he thought he had the answer but hoped it wasn't to late. It was. Jessica returned that evening and finished the job. Edwina seemed to know she was doomed and tried to fight off the vixen. It was hopeless. Jessica smothered her cries and bit deeply into the girls heaving left tit. Edwina's legs flailed out but the spasms grew weak and soon stopped as the girl died. When the doctor arrived in the morning, she was a cold, nude corpse. Richard was beside himself with grief and agreed with the doctors request to do an autopsy. Actually the doctor did not want the girl buried before someone arrived to examine her.
Chapter #8 -Hell in a Basket
News of Edwina's death traveled quickly and the police constable soon knew of her demise and of the doctor's urgent message to an unknown ally. He, in turn, relayed that information to his mistress Victoria. He had to bow down in front of the black clad vampiress and lick her feet as he relayed the news. She brought a riding crop down on his back and buttocks as punishment for not being quicker in his discoveries but then her demeanor eased and she allowed him to lick out her pungent pussy as his reward. As his tongue delved into the delights of her cunt, she planned her next move. Victoria new that the time had come for her to leave and find a fresh hunting ground. The doctor's message would surely bring her old nemisis. She had gotten careless the last time and he almost caught her. Only the ultimate sacrifice by her last lover, Heinrich, had allowed her to escape. That evening she would inform Sara that she and Miles would be departing the next day. Sara would become the new leader of the sect. As for this puny man eating her out, she had no more use for him. "Your doing such a good job on my cunny, let me give you a thrill", cooed the devious vixen to her prey as she drew a circle around her lips with her tongue. The constable wasted no time pulling his rigid if somewhat small dick from his pants. He stood in front of Vicky, who was seated in a plush chair with her legs spread wide. She took his cock in her mouth and slid up and down it's length as the man moaned and clutched the back of the chair for support. She sucked for a few seconds more then her pleasant purr changed to a snarl and her red lips pulled back as she grabbed the man around the waist and bit down on his penis. An ungodly howl of pain left his lips as he ineffectively pounded on her back trying to break free. Soon he slumped to the floor and Vicky summoned several of the girls. "Finish him off and dump the body", she ordered. The hungry vampiressess ripped into the dying man's penis, neck and thighs and when he was dead they dumped his corpse in the forest.
Late that evening Vicky asked Miles and Sara to join her in her private bedroom. Sara naturally thought the purpose of the visit was a threesome so she climbed naked into the big bed between the equally naked Vicky and Miles. The seemingly always erect male began to nuzzle the ample breasts of Sara while Vicky explored the girl's wet gash with her middle finger. She came right out with her intentions, although she did lie about the cause. "Sara, the time has come for Miles and myself to move on and start another colony". "We shall be leaving tonight and I want you to take over leadership of this house". "Take your time and find a good mate, one that can satisfy your needs and that you can form a bond with". The news came as a shock to Sara though she didn't show it. She already had a male in mind, a young apprentice blacksmith that she had lusted over even before becoming a vampire. When she was a barmaid she would make excuses to wander past the forge and gaze on his massive arms and chest as he beat raw iron into usefull items. She had longed to find out if the rest of his body, one portion in particular, was as hard as his chest. Alas, the young man was forced to work long hours and had no time to socialize. Now, however, Sara would give him no choice. She would take this opportunity Vicky was giving her and make the best of it.
Now her mind drifted to the pleasures of the moment, Vicky had mounted her and was drilling her hot slash with a long tongue while Miles was giving Vicky a hard schlong dog style right over Sara's face. Sara lifted her head to nibble on the large ball sack dangling above her. Her hands massaged the base of Miles' stroking penis as it hammered Vicky's wet cunt. Sara started a chain reaction orgasm as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed a testicle. Miles' ass quivered and slammed forward as his hot jism shot into the waiting womb which caused Vicky to rocket into ecstasy and she filled her mouth with Sara's cunt and nipped her clitoris. Sara arched her back as she came, completing the chain. Then she spoke, "Vicky honey, if your taking this big stud muffin away from me, how about letting him give me a parting gift"? "Sure thing Sara", replied Vicky, "I'm sure Miles won't mind". Miles just smiled and nodded as Sara rose to her knees and reached back to spread her firm ass cheeks apart. "Fill me up you big stud", cried Sara, her face somewhat muffled by a pillow. Miles maneuvered behind the woman while pumping his cock till it produced a glob of pre-cum. He held his dickhead against her tight rosebud and rubbed in the lubricant as he slowly forced the big dick to spread her asshole. "Yesss, more, you know what I like", moaned the buggered bitch. More and more of his long tool disappeared into the dark recesses of her bung hole. Sara writhed and bucked uncontrollably as he filled her with male meat, his hips slapping her tight butt with every thrust. "It's soooo gooooood", she cried, quickly building to a climax. Vicky was not just watching, she had her fingers deep in the wet cunt of the porked vixen and also in her own sperm laden twat.
Chapter #9 - Vengence is Mine
The doctor met the arriving train and looked through the crowd of passengers until he saw a familiar face. He hurried up to the man and greeted him, "Hello Hans, good to see you again, it's been a long time".
The middle aged man responded to the doctor's greeting, "Good morning to you, Elwood, It's been almost five years". "What's so important that you would request my immediate help"? 	"Come to my office and and we can discuss the situation over some lunch", said doctor Elwood. He hired a driver to take them and the luggage to his office. There he filled in Hans on the mysterious happening of the last several months, people disappearing, other people and animals turning up dead, some with their throats ripped out and some with only small wounds like on the dead girl laid out in his back room. Hans listened intently and examined the corpse of the girl, then his face became very serious as he spoke to Elwood.
"I believe you are dealing with vampires". "All the signs point to that one conclusion". "It may be that the very vampire that I have been persueing for several years has surfaced here". "If it is her, she will not be easy to catch". "I almost had her the last time and I did destroy her mate, but she eluded me". "We must call a meeting of the townspeople to inform them what they are up against". "Vampire bitches are strong, evil creatures that may seem invulnerable but there are ways to defeat them".
Elwood, now deeply troubled, began to set up the meeting as the doctor had wished. By mid afternoon, a large crowd had gathered to hear from the noted man. Most stood in silence as he described the feeding and mating habits of vampires, a few openly scoffed, but none could find a better way to explain the mysteries of the past few months. Some asked about superstitions such as sunlight and garlic. Hans assured the crowd that real vampires could exist in sunlight and garlic and holy water had no effect. But he also told them of the weapons and tactics that would destroy the sultry vampiresses.
The learned vampire hunter recounted to the townsfolk a story from his early years. As a young man he had lived in a village tormented by a small cult of four vampiresses. Several attempts to destroy the evil bitches had failed untill an old man came to the peasants aid. He gave them the knowledge to defeat the evil in their midst. Armed with the old man's knowledge, weapons were modified and a new plan of attack was implemented. The devil cunt had gotten bold, thinking they were invulnerable and when a young man failed to return from the farm fields, the villagers knew the bitches had struck again and they also knew were to find them. The armed mob descended on a forest clearing where the vampiresses held their blood orgies. They were greeted by the shocking sight of four tall, busty blond vampiresses in the act of ravaging the young man. He was tied naked to a table and was straddled by two of the nude she demons. One beautiful female sat on his pelvis, impaled on his long rigid cock while her partner sat on his face, nearly smothering him with a hot wet pussy. The vixens were enraptured in a long deep kiss and their two sets of firm tits were being fondled by the remaining naked blonds.
While waiting the signal to attack, the mob watched with just a little envy. Then the captive's body shuddered and stiffened, the woman riding his dick did likewise as gobs of white hot sperm gushed into her undead love tunnel. She rode out his orgasm and her own then nodded to her companions. In unison, the four pussies bared their fangs. It was now or never if the man was to be saved. The two standing vampiresses had spread open his legs and were bending down to bite into his thighs.
With a loud yell, the mob attacked. One man launched himself at the bitch just recently fucked. He came at her from the side and grabbed her by the chest as he flew. She sailed off the table and landed on her back with her attacker on top. Before she could recover and throw him off, she found his left hand on her throat. An instant later his other hand, holding a long wicked looking knife, came up between her legs. The sharp blade parted her dripping labia and she took the steel to the hilt in her wet slippery muff. The skewered vixen bucked up with the agonizing outrage but the man held on till she fell back to the dirt. Then it was a simple matter to pull the blood and semen covered blade from her cunt and plunge it up under her left breast into her heart. The head bitch coughed up a big gout of blood that stained her perfect tits and she died.
The other vampiress tried to climb off the table, but as she turned two arrows thudded into the large globe of her left tit. They hit seconds apart, her boob still quivering from the first impact when the second tore into her nipple. The twin fingers of death stung lethally deep. Both arrowheads found unwanted homes in her black heart. Mortally wounded, she spun further and her knee slipped off the table. Now turned 180 degrees from moments ago, she dropped back down on the tied man's face. Her legs, hanging from opposite side of the table, were spread enough to open her pussy and the man got a mouthful of juice and urine as the twice pierced bitch writhed. Nearing death, she fell back and her head, covered with mounds of beautiful long flowing hair, fell into his crotch. She gasped once more and her hands fell from her ruined tit as she expired.
The two girls on bending over the table fared no better. The smallest of the four females was jumped from behind by a huge man that wrapped an arm around her chest. Her full breasts were crushed to her ribs as he slammed a knife into the small of her back. The girl screamed and jerked as the blade entered and withdrew from her soft flesh. The big man released her and she dropped to her knees only to have him yank her head back by her hair. Her slim neck was fully exposed for several vicious slashes that separated her lovely head from her sexy body.
The last vampiress stood up as the men attacked. At almost six feet tall she made a stunning target. Moments after rising, she took an arrow in the right hooter. The sharp blade drilled in the underside of her pink areola, nicking her engorged long nipple. Propelled by a powerful bow, the wooden shaft sank deep into the firm mass of her magnificent mound until over half of it's length was buried in the sweet meat of her tender body. Staggered by the impact, she clutched at the bound man's leg for support, then attempted to run. After two steps, her long supple legs gave out and she crashed face first to the dirt, snapping off the arrow shaft. Moments later a hard boot thudded into her side, flipping her over. Through tear stained eyes, she looked up into the angry faces of the mob and tried to back away. There was no escape. Two men held her arms and two more, her legs. Expressions on the faces of the men changed as they looked down on the stunning creature. Except for some dirt on her face and a steady trickle of blood flowing over her punctured tit, she was flawless. A tall exotic blond beauty like nothing they had ever seen. Her golden bush was too inviting to be ignored.
The rape lasted almost an hour as the eight horny men took turns slamming rigid cocks into her sweet love box and tight asshole. The agony of her ravishment was compounded by her wound and every hand that grabbed her right tit brought another wave of pain to the doomed vampiress. Finally the young male victim of the vampiresses, now revived and untied, took his revenge. He took her like a dog, mounting the kneeing girl from behind while squeezing tightly on her big breasts. She whimpered with every slap of his hips against her bruised ass. Harder and harder he pumped until he exploded his seed into her overflowing quim. Sated, he released the vixen and stepped back, motioning one of the men to give him a bow. The she demon was slowly trying to crawl away on all fours, raising her ass to the young man. He drew the bow back fully and aimed at the wet valley between her firm butt cheeks.
"Aaaaiiiieeggrggh"! Her scream rent the air as the arrow found it's mark midway between her gaping, dripping pussy and raw pink asshole. Her legs flew back and once again she was face down in the dirt. Long fingernails clawed the soft ground as she tried to pull her pain wracked body from danger, but her legs were useless and she couldn't move. The man who had been here intended victim approached and turned her over. Her last view of life was of him standing over her nude body, drawing back on his bow once again. Masked by the pain she already felt, she barely felt the arrow rip through her left tit, slice her heart, and continue through her body into the ground. The man who had fucked and then killed her, her intended victim, had been Hans Brucner.
Elwood and the rest of his men were enthralled by the story of Hans' narrow escape from the four vampiresses. They were even more interested in the secret that allowed the vampiresses to be slaughtered. The thought of venting their lusts on sexy, wounded she demons had most of the men stroking their crotches. They would follow Hans on any plan to purge the vixens. Hans wanted to mount a massed attack on the nest of evil but first he needed more information about the hellspawn. From the villagers he got bits and pieces of the puzzle but if he could capture one of the vixens and make her talk, he could plan an inescapable trap. From a small kernel of information given him by a local woman, he thought he could make the capture he desired.
The fat hausfrau had seen her twice before, a tall voluptuous, barely dressed woman prowling the streets in the late night hours. Frau Gertrude did her cleaning and cooking during the night rather than go to bed with her piggish husband and she could see the streets below her windows as she worked by dim candlelight. From the appearance and mannerisms of the woman she observed, the slut was obviously a street whore. However, her tall busty body, youthful face and long blond hair didn't fit the mold of a common hooker. Hans decided it was worth the risk to snatch the woman and interrogate her. If they were wrong, all they were out was a common slut; but if he was right and she was a vampire,,,,victory. Hans set in motion his plan to snare the slut while the bulk of his new posse labored to ready weapons using the strange equipment Hans had brought with him. The village blacksmith gave the men full use of his shop although he cursed his apprentice for not being there.
Sara had wasted no time in assuming control. The rest of the vampiressess agreed with her that too many customers were not being bled and things should loosen up under her rule. As the posse began their work, Sara was busy seducing the apprentice. She had arrived at the forge in her slinkiest, most revealing gown with a story about a broken wagon. The naive youth, eyes popping out at the sexy woman, had accompanied him deep into the woods. She had little trouble getting the young man naked and her dream was realized as she gazed at his manhood. It was as stunning as the rest of him. Fully erect, long and thick as a baseball bat. Sara slipped from her gown and led him by the cock to a patch of grass. Kneeling, she tasted the young meat, detecting a charcoal aroma from the forge. She licked the length of his dick then lay back and spread open her silky legs. He dropped on top of her and with arms and legs hardened by hours of work, fucked the moaning vixen as she clawed at the dirt in her pleasure. His ass started to quiver as he neared ejaculation and her head came up to his neck. The sting in his neck triggered his love pump and the hot seed was still seeping into her cunt as he passed out. Sara, with the aid of Vivian, would had watched the whole episode while finger fucking herself, carried the limp body back to the mansion. Tomorrow night she would finish the conversion and have a stud equal to Miles. She could hardly wait to feel that hard cock up her asshole and compare the two.
Elke was wandering the streets that evening when she spied a well dressed man alone in the shadows. He appeared to be drunk, easy pickings, she thought. Slinking over to the man, she propositioned him in her husky seductive voice. "All alone tonight, big boy?I could give you some real nice company". The man looked at the stunning creature, nodded and took her hand. He started to lead her deeper into the shadows of an alley. She allowed herself to be led into the alley then stopped and said, "You are in a hurry, aren't you"? "Well we can do it right here but you got to come up with the cash first", she said. Then she whispered her prices and specialties in his ear. The man reached for his wallet, a prearranged signal to the rest of the group hiding out of sight. A large heavy net dropped down on the vampiress and she was quickly subdued by four strong men who bound her tightly inside the webbed trap. Elke was dragged cursing and screaming to the forge where she was tied to the rafters and posts. She was suspended from two heavy ropes that tied her arms to the ceiling while two more ropes tied to her ankles were stretched out to support beams. Her legs were spread open to a wide v and most of her body weight was on her arms. Elke's magnificent breasts were pulled up high and tight by the pressure on her arms and they jiggled provocatively under her tight blouse as she fought the ropes and stared at her five tormentors. Hans walked up to the trussed vixen and curled back her upper lip, there for all to see were two long sharp fangs, his hunch had been correct. He fixed a cold gaze at her face, which was about six inches above his. "Listen close you vampire slut". "You will not leave here alive, your only choice will be whether you die a quick painless death or a slow agonizing one". "Answer my questions promptly and to my satisfaction and you will not suffer, resist and you will spend hours in torment before you die", he lied. With that sobering statement he ripped the garment from Elke's body and the four men behind him gasped involuntarily at the sight of her nude form.
The naked wanton spat out at him, "Go fuck yourself, you can't hurt me, you impotent bastard"! Hans merely gave her and evil smile and reached for a large leather bag. From it he extracted a big black dildo which he waved in the face of Elke. She eyed it with contempt and said, "Your going to torture me with that thing, no problem, bring it on". Hans obliged her and rammed the hard pseudo-cock up between her luscious pussy lips. Now it was Elke's turn to smile, tied up or not, she loved the feel of a hard thick sausage in her snatch.
"You like that, don't you, bitch? Maybe you want to tell me how many bitches like you exist here and where is your abode"? The captive shook her head no and remained silent. Hans now put his hands to her soft full breasts and kneaded them gently while rolling her hardening nipples between two fingers. Soon Elke was writhing in her restraints and drops of white milk appeared on the ends of her nipples. Suddenly she yelped like a dog that had been kicked in the ass. Hans had skewered her right nipple with a shiny needle about three inches long.
"What the fuc..Yeowww"! her curse was interrupted as the left nipple was transfixed by a similar needle.
"Hurts, doesn't it, slut", mocked Hans. "They are silver needles, you see, or didn't Victoria warn you about silver". Your body chemistry and silver don't get along at all, let me show you". With that he pulled the wet black dildo from Elke's cunt, reached into his bag and produced an identical one except it was shiny silver plate. He touched it to her belly and not surprisingly, it had no effect on the girl biting her teeth from the pain in her nipples. But when her drove it up her cunt, the vixen's mouth dropped open in a scream of pure agony as the silver reacted with the tender mucous membranes of her vagina. Pulling the offending shaft out, he asked her again to talk. Again she refused and more needles pierced her skin. Her breasts looked like pin cushions, needles closed her pussy lips and perforated her clitoris. Her firm pink ass looked like it had met a porcupine. Elke was weakening, dozens of hot little fires burned in her body and when Hans reached for the silver dildo again, she broke down.
"I'll talk, please, no more. I'll tell you what ever you need to know, just no more pain, just kill me", moaned the vanquished vampiress. Hans lowered the dildo and proceeded to question Elke, who was rewarded for good answers by having the needles removed. When his questioning was complete, he turned to the men with him and said, "Ok let's get the rest of the men and pay a visit on that nest of vipers". "If we time this right, we should be able to surprise them just after the johns have left for the night". "
What about her, shouldn't we kill her first"? questioned one of the men pointing at Elke. "No, she'll keep, I've got something special in mind for her and the rest of those bitches". "I will give her a taste of what's to come however", he menaced as he picked up the silver dildo and also removed a twin from his bag.
Elke panicked, "Noooo, you promised me mercy"! She shook violently in the ropes as he approached with the two metal penises.
"I lied", he stated as he jammed one dildo up her wet cunt and forced the other up her tight asshole. "If your still alive when we return, you'll join your sisters on the spit". With that that group turned and left. Elke gazed up in despair as the lethal chemical reaction consumed her body with agony.
Chapter #10 - A Lucky Escape
Molly had been awakened by the commotion down in the street. She went to her window and saw five men dragging a bound woman down the street. Her curiosity aroused, she threw a robe over her short nightdress and followed the group at a distance. When the men forced the struggling woman into the blacksmith forge, Molly found a hiding spot outside where she could look through a crack in the wall unobserved. While she could not here what was said, she could hear the plaintive cris of the tortured woman and see the brutalities being inflicted on her. She saw one more thing that horrified her, one of the men in the group of sadists was her father! Since the death of her mother several years ago, the sixteen year old Molly had lived alone with her father. She knew he was a cruel man and had forced himself on the budding girl sexually several times, but she hadn't known he was capable of this obscenity. Molly watched in stunned silence as the beautiful woman was abused and left hanging as the group left the forge. When she was certain they were gone, she slipped into the forge and went to aid the stricken woman.
Through tear clouded eyes, Elke saw the girl approach and pleaded, "Help me, ohhh the pain, please". Molly, not realizing that Elke was not just a human victim of sadistic males, was overcome with pity and touched the vixens smooth skin softly as she told her she would help. "Pull them out, they're killing me", Elke moaned. Molly nodded and removed the offending dildos from the cunt and rectum of the vampiress, then she cut the ropes and Elke slumped to the ground. Molly knelt by the prone, nude vampiress and removed the ropes from her wrists and ankles, gently rubbing the skin to revive blood flow. With the poisoning cocks removed, Elke began to regain her strength, though not enough to stand. "I've got to get out of town before they come back, if they find me, they'll kill me for sure", she bemoaned to the young girl. "I'll help you", replied the teenager as she massaged the arms and legs of the weakened woman, "and I want to go with you. I can't live here anymore after what I saw them do to you. And to think one of them was my father", sobbed the distraught youngster. The soft massage of the girl was reviving the sexual desires in Elke and she looked at her savior with a different perspective. The girl wore a gown that hid most of her body but her face was pleasing to the eye and her hair was soft and light brown. Small, hard, still growing tits dented her gown and slim smooth legs grew into slim flaring hips that promised a tight young pussy. Elke decided to let the girl be her companion. By now the massaging, along with the vampiress's amazing recuperative powers had restored her to almost new. The needle wounds had healed over and her pussy stopped burning, she was ready to flee. They slipped back to the girl's house where Molly grabbed some food and clothing and then they set off into the night.
Chapter #11 -Silver Plated Death
Hans and his band of vigilantes hid near the mansion and waited. It was about two in the morning when the last john left and the attack could proceed. The main group silently advanced on the front door with weapons ready, there would be no time to ask questions or give quarter. At the last second the front men charged the door.
Elana reacted first as the mob smashed through the door of the whorehouse. She rose from her couch and charged at the men invading her domain with her fangs bared. She would rip the throat from the nearest peasant. Her long gown was partially open and one firm breast hung out while her furry muff was exposed though the slit bottom of the gown. In her rage, she paid no attention to the weapons of the mob because she had no fear of them. Once, while draining the blood of the sexy young woman now reclining next to her, she had been surprised by her husband. The man had plunged a knife between her shoulder blades with no effect. She just turned around and ripped out his throat before pulling the knife from her own back, then as if nothing had happened, she continued to feast on the young woman's blood. This time things would be different. The man closest to the charging vampiress lunged out with his saber and caught the sexy demon in the lower right chest. A gasp of surprise wooshed from Elana's lips as the sparkling sharp blade cut through her shear gown and tore into the meat below her breast. Her momentum propelled her onto the blade till the pommel slammed her abdomen. Suddenly, as the blade penetrated her flesh, Elana experienced pain for the first time since her conversion to vampirism and it was terrible pain at that. She dropped to her knees and stared up at her assailant with shocked eyes, fear suddenly filling her evil heart.
Hans Brucner had not only awakened the villagers to the evil in their midst, he had the key to it's destruction. All of the arrow heads, knives, swords, bullets, anything the men where using as weapons; had been plated with silver. The metal, along with decapitation and a stake through the heart, was deadly to the vampires. It reacted with their bodies similar to a massive infection and if the source remained in the body, such as a bullet or arrow head, the vampire would eventually die a horrible death. And one didn't have to hit the heart to incapacitate a vampire. As Elana was now experiencing, even minor non lethal wounds were so agonizingly painful that untill their bodies could fight off the effects of the poison metal, the vampire was incapacitated and made vunerable to a killing thrust to the heart.
The peasant grabbed Elana's firm left breast in a calloused hand and shoved her backward as he withdrew his blood cover blade. The sultry vixen fell backward over a low couch and sprawled out on her upper back and neck, knees and legs up over the divan, crying in pain. A normal woman would have been killed by the first impalement, but these were not normal women. Still, Elana was seriously damaged. Blood spurted from the gash under her breast and the one in her back. She could not summon the strength to stand and flee. Her gown had fallen open as her firm tits heaved in her agony and her long lean legs spread out to expose a squirming pussy, still wet from the evenings lovemaking. Her assailant gazed down at the pink labia spread wide in the midst of a lush furry muff and for a moment thought of unsheathing his male sword and driving that between her hips but her snarling cris and sharp pointed fangs reminded him of her true murderous nature.
Elana's young life was about to end for a second time. The swordsman lunged forward and this time the cold steel, silver plated blade split her pouting pussy lips and ripped up into her vagina. A renewed howl of agony rent the room as she tried to pull herself backward off the raping blade. He foiled her escape by grabbing onto one of her shapely legs while shoving the saber deeper and deeper into the recesses of her doomed body. With every feeble attempt she made to escape, he would shove a few more inches of blade into her cunt, through the uterus, through the intestines, stomach, stopping only as the blade cut into her heart and the pommel mashed her clitoris. All the while, her high pitched scream stung the ears of the men. When her ravaged pussy had taken the full length and could accept no more and her death was certain, he savagely yanked the blade back out of the dying vampiress's rupture body while her mournful wailing filled the room. She rolled and thrashed for almost a minute before she finally died, but her killer didn't bother to watch, he had other targets in mind.
When Elana leapt from the couch to make her fatal charge, Leanne, the young nude vampiress she had been eating out, sat up. A small girl, she had hard pert tits and slim hips and still a virgin when seduced by Elana, lesbian sex was all she had ever known. She specialized in playing the innocent little girl for the women customers of the bordello. Her introduction to male cock would be a one time, brutal affair. She had been one of Elana's recruits into the sect and they had remained lovers. Now she witnessed the destruction of her lover with unbelieving eyes, she had been told the vampiresses were indestructible. Unfortunately she found out the truth the hard way.
"Pa-Wham", a pistol fired and the marble sized ball of silver and lead slammed into the soft pout of her belly. The force of the slug slammed the small vixen back into the couch. "Uuhggg", she grunted and fell off the couch to her knees while the silver plated bullet burned in her guts. Holding out a hand to her skewered lover, she cried, "Help me"! None came and she fell to her side and remained curled up on the floor, softly moaning and rocking, ignored for now by the mob as they stormed in.
Hans swept in with the crowd and sought out the lush body of Victoria as a target for his lethal crossbow. Take her out and the rest would panic, was his assumption. When he spotted the firm ass of Sara, jiggling slightly as she mouthed the cock of her paramour, he knew they had interrupted the initiation of a new male. He also realized that Victoria had escaped him again and the cocksucking vampiress was the new leader. Hans had no time to curse his bad luck, he would kill the new leader instead. From his position a butt shot was the obvious choice to take the vixen out. Bent over and spread as she was, her mouth watering crotch was wide open. Sara was oblivious to the commotion, her lover had come and the man's semen spewed down her throat. She in turn, sank her fangs into his dick and groaned with her own orgasm.
Raising his crossbow, Hans took aim between the wet puffy lips of Sara's juicy pussy and fired. "Twaanng", went the bow as the spring steel shot the deadly shaft forward to it's spicy target. It wasn't a perfect shot, the shaft flew slightly high and the sharp blades of the arrow cut through Sara's tight asshole and lodging deep in her intestines. "Eeyowwwwaarrggh", howled the butt fucked vixen as she grabbed the feathers protruding from her wounded ass and sat straight up, cum and blood dripping from her mouth. Her victims cock was shredded by her fangs as she jerked upright. Hans quickly recocked his weapon and fired again, this time nailing Sara in the back, just right of her spine. The shaft ripped her lung and stopped with the point just protruding from her right tit. "Arrgguummph", she gurgled as she turned slightly and fell to the floor clawing at her ruined breast. Grasping the leg of the altar, she tried to stand, but her grip failed and she fell on her face, gasping deeply, trying to replace the blood in her lung with air. Sprawled out on the floor with an arrow in her back and another buried between her supple hips, she was helpless as a man armed with an ugly looking percussion lock pistol grabbed her shoulder and flipped her on her back, then pointed his pistol down at her left breast. Sara looked with horror into the huge barrel of the .58 caliber gun and the hard eyes of the man standing over her. She knew her life was in his hands and she plead for mercy, offering money and power to the man who coldly admired her naked body. His eyes took in her flaring hips and love patch, slim waist and full heaving tits, thought for a moment and shook his head negative. With a quick recheck of his aim, dead on her hard long left nipple, he squeezed the trigger and the big black powder pistol fired. "Ooohhh", Sara's back and hips arched up in reaction to the impact of the deadly ball drilling into her heart, then she fell back, placed her hand over her mangled boob and soon died.
Just as Hans thought, panic seized the vampiresses as their leader and sisters began to die. The enraged men swarmed into their midst stabbing, slashing and shooting. Cherri backed away from a saber wielding man, shaking her head no and with her hands out to fend off his blade. She found herself up against a wall with nowhere to escape. The man placed the point of his saber just under the nipple of her left breast and held it there while he admired the voluptuous body of the naked vixen. His eyes settled on the swell of her firm hips and the red patch of hair by the junction of her firm thighs. His mind raced. "Dead was dead, but wounded, this hellspawn witch could be a great lay, could always kill her afterward". The saber dropped from her breast and sliced into her upper left thigh. Cherri collapsed to her knees as the tiny slivers of silver flaked off the blade and reacted with her nerves to create a body numbing pain. Sheathing his sword, the man grabbed the wounded vampiress by the arm and flung her on a nearby empty couch, then he dropped his pants, pulled a knife and jumped on the hapless girl. Spreading apart her supple thighs and placing the knife under the silky smooth skin of her left breast, he spoke, "Bring those fangs near me and I shove this blade into your tit. Lay back and enjoy it and I won't kill you." Cherri nodded to him, not realizing that if her rapist didn't kill her, someone else probably would. While his right hand held the knife, the rapist used his left to explore her pussy. His big rough fingers plunged into her slippery twat and tight asshole as his manhood began to stiffen. Even though the thigh wound pained and weakened her, Cherri squirmed under his probing, her cunt quickly heating up. She slowly reached down and wrapped her long fingers around his hardening cock and began to massage it. "That's right baby, stroke it, squeeze it", moaned the lusting man.
He placed his hand on her firm right breast and rubbed the hard nipple between to fingers. She mewed from deep in her throat while her milk squirted on the surprised man. His tongue licked the milk from her soft breast and satisfied it was harmless, he clamped his mouth over her nipple and sucked hard, filling his throat with the fluid. It gave him a strange tingle as it ran down his throat and he could feel his cock seem to gain an extra inch in length. The vixen was hot now and she guided his cock to her pussy lips. Feeling the sweet wet pussy on his cockhead, he dove forward and filled her love tunnel with his hard tool. Cherri was fighting her instincts. She was enjoying the fucking but part of her mind told her she was in mortal danger while another part told her to sink her fangs into this males neck as he came. He didn't make her choice any easier as he nuzzled her own neck then, speaking softly he said, "careful now", and pressed her red lips with his. Slowly she placed her tongue on his lips, then pushed them through to explore his mouth. She could feel herself building to a climax and the man was pumping hard, nearing his orgasm. They came together, the hunter and the hunted, human and vampire. To Cherri it seemed like gallons of hot seed were filling her womb as she bucked and writhed under his weight. She struggled against the urge to rip out his throat and just enjoy her orgasm. As the climaxes subsided and they began to relax, he lowered the knife from her breast. "A deals a deal", said the sated male as he rose from his conquest. "Can you walk", he asked? The pain in her body had begun to subside as her systems fought off the effects of the silver. The puncture wound had sealed over and she told him she thought she could walk. The man looked around at the melee and said, "try for the door, baby, you earned the chance". Cherri nodded her thanks and started to edge her way to the door.
As most of the vampiresses had been pursued farther into the house, she was able to reach the door unseen. She was just about to bolt out the door when two flashes lite up the darkness followed by the booming report of rifles firing. Men had been stationed outside to pick off escapees and her rapist had known that. Backlit as she made for the open door, her body presented a perfect target. The betrayed vixen howled as a bullet slammed into her love patch, destroying her pubic bone and lodging in her semen filled vagina. The vampiress was stopped in her tracks by the shot and starting to sway when she was hit again. The heavy round struck the underside of her left breast, lifting her off her feet and slamming her back into the house as it torn through her soft tit and ripped her heart. Flat on her back with her chest struggling to breath and blood pouring from her cunt and tit, she saw her erstwhile lover looking back at her prostrate dying form with a smirk on his lips. "You bastard, you knew all the time", she wheezed through weakening lips, "I should have risked the knife and ripped your throat out". Then a death spasm engulfed her, she cried out once in pain and died.
Cloe, startled but the noise and gunfire, lifted her head from Anna's bosom and immediately recognized the danger. Anna reacted more slowly and thus died first. As the throng descended on them, Cloe pushed Anna into the crowd while she ran for the stairway trying to get to the second floor bedrooms. Anna stumbled forward onto the tines of a hay fork held by a grief driven farmer who had lost his only son Hank to the vixens. "Noooaarrrgh"! moaned the bitch as the sharp points punched three small holes into her slim belly and out her back. The busty vampiress, eyes wide with pain and terror, clutched the handle of the fork as the enraged man tried to shake her off. Her big boobs bounced around and the shear gown slipped from her shoulders as he finally freed the fork and the punctured vampiress dropped to the floor. She lay in front of him, her breasts exposed and the shear gown barely covering her crotch, a seductive sight, but this old man wanted only revenge. "Die you daughter of Satan", condemned the farmer. Planting his boot in her lacerated gut, he slammed the fork down into her heaving chest. Two tines skewered her left hooter while the third just missed her right and they drill out her back and stick in the floor. The farmer stands over his victim and watches her hopeless struggle for life and realizes she is about the same age as his son. Anna was stuck to the floor by the fork and bleeding profusely from the six holes in her smooth flesh. She coughs up more blood and her writhing lessens. As she gasps and life slips from her body, the anger slips from him and is replaced by pity. He bends down, makes a cross sign over her still corpse and closes her sightless eyes, then he turns and leaves the house, his revenge satisfied.
Cloe's escape attempt was foiled as she tripped on the long gown she wore and it cost her precious seconds. She regained her footing and was on the top step when an arrow plowed into her right buttock. "Yeeooww", she yelped as her leg went limp and she tumbled backward down the stairs, breaking off the arrow shaft as she fell. The stunned vixen found herself being bound hand and foot and somehow she knew her death would not be quick.
Rhonda had picked up a dropped sword and was fighting off two saber armed men. The lithe, quick vampiress was keeping the men at bay, blocking their thrusts and avoiding their slashing blades. She stopped a slice that would have taken off her head, then another that threatened to slice across her sleek hips and cut open her muff. Her nude body shimmered in the light as she danced around. Firm proud breasts jiggling with her movements, she looked for an opening while her opponents did the same. The fight ranged for several minutes until her luck ran out. A small slash across her belly that would not have slowed a human froze her as the silver induced pain wracked her body. Motionless for only a few seconds, it was enough to be fatal. The men gave the stunned vixen no quarter as they planted their feet and thrust as one, with Rhonda taking a saber under each nipple. Her mouth dropped open and the blade fell from limp finger as the twin blades of death sliced ugly gashes in her perfect breasts. She collapsed to her knees with the swords deep in her chest cavity, looking up at the men who had destroyed her. With firm grip and resolve of purpose they held the blades as the dying bitch began to sway. The men didn't know a vampire could cry, but as they yanked their blood covered blades from her quaking hooters, tears flowed down her cheeks as she slumped to the floor. She writhed in her own gore for a short while and then lay still in death.
Jessica was thankful she wore a short negligee rather than a long gown as she sprinted for a window and crashed through to the outside. The broken glass cut her soft white skin but the wounds sealed over immediately. She had landed on the grass and rolled, now she began to rise and a gun barked. She heard the bullet wiz over her head and smash against the brick wall. She dropped back down just in time as another gun fired and it's bullet hit the wall in a perfect line with where her bosom had been. Knowing the men would have to reload she ran as fast as her lithe legs could carry her toward the woods and a chance at safety. In the background Jessie could hear one man yelling and soon the sound of hooves pounding the dirt closed in on her. Though the vampiress could run much faster that a human, she could not out run the big Lipizaner stallion pursuing her and soon a saber slashed down from the rider and cut deeply into her side. Jessie cried out, stopped and grabbed her wound, and when she looked up she saw the big white ass of the stallion in front of her. Even today these magnificent stallions perform routines based on their original use as war horses. The dances they do were designed to stomp and crush crowds of peasants. The horse blocking Jessica's escape was also trained for war. His rider manipulated the reins and prodded with his feet and the powerful stud responded. The massive muscles of his haunches flexed and his rear legs lashed out like two pistons. The rock hard, iron shod hooves slammed into the full soft breasts of the vixen. A whoosh of air left Jessie's mouth as her tits were flattened against her ribs and she was lifted off her feet and thrown backward twenty feet from a blow that would have killed a human. She hit the ground on her back and flipped over. The shear nighty was torn and dirty with two u shaped marks on the front. Jessie, stunned and in agony, was on her knees holding her mashed boobs. Her breathing came in labored gasps as she tried to pump air back into her deflated lungs. The stallion turned and advanced, reared and nailed her in the side of the head with a glancing blow from his right front hoof.
Jessie's head fell forward which brought her firm wide ass up. The rider dismounted and approached his prey with saber in hand. He placed the tip off the blade near the crack off her ass and sliced through the shear fabric of her panties, then he grabbed the bitch by her long red hair and threw her face down over a nearby uprooted tree. She was incapable of resisting as he buried his face between her supple thighs and filled her twat with his tongue. Her clitoris responded to his licks and bites and warm pussy juice soon was lubricating her cunt and stimulating the taste buds of his tongue. His nose, deep in her ass crack, was filled with the odors of her womanhood and the schlong between his legs grew hard and ached for release. He let go off her bruised breasts long enough to drop his pants and line up his rigid spear with her sheath. Once again he clutched her knockers and drove forward, impaling her fully in one shove. Jessie's breathing had returned and now she moaned from the pain in her bruised tits and side wound. Her belly was being abraded by the rough bark. The well hung man was filling her love tunnel with male meat, hips pounding into her ass cheeks with each thrust, his head buried in the soft masses of the vampiress's red hair. Then he felt a strange sensation in his crotch. he turned his head and saw that the stallion had walked to them and had put his nose down by the coupled asses of man and vixen. He was snorting in the smells of sex and the man could see that the stallion was in full erection. The horses long rough tongue flicked out and ran up across the vixens furry slit and over the man's balls. Jessie shuddered uncontrollably as the rough tongue lapped across her hard clitoris and puffy pussy lips. A wave of pleasure rose through her pain wracked body and she began to orgasm. The man, already nearing his climax, felt the bitch start to spasm and the wet tongue tickle his balls and he blew his load into the warm cavern. Jessie writhed as the hot sticky fluid filled her vagina and for a moment she forgot her predicament. The man, regaining his composure, turned to the stallion and said, "you want some of this, boy"? "Okay, I got her all loosened up, lets see how much of that cock she can hold". He rose from his soft perch on her ass and pulled up his pants, then, placing his saber on her throat he spoke to the ravished vixen. "My friend here wants sloppy seconds and your going to give it to him or I cut you up real bad before you die". Jessie didn't realize what was happening until she saw the fur covered front legs by her head and felt the baseball bat sized cock begin to penetrate her stretched open cunt lips. "Noooooo", she cryed as the massive rod drove deeper into her snatch, "It's too bigggg, tearing me opennnnn." The stallion was unaffected by her pleas, he was hot for a fuck and she took eight inches, then ten, then twelve, then another inch. She could take no more, her cunt was filled to the limit, but the big horse had more to give, several inches more. He pushed and pounded and Jessie's pleading turned desperate, "It's killing me, noooooo stopppppp, aaaeeiieeeeeaaarrrgh". Her anguished cry as the huge cock tore through her uterus filled the forest. Finally buried fully in the woman's body, the horses cock shuddered and his huge balls tense as he shoots a quart of white hot jism into her abdomen. The stallions panting slows and his blood cover cocks shrinked back into his body. Jessie is nearly dead from her ordeal, blood and semen drip from her torn cunt, her body a mass of bruises and cuts as it hangs over the tree. The soldier decides she has suffered enough and pulls her back so her head is on the tree, then he raises the saber high over his head and slashes down. Jessica's head, which is still relatively unmarked and beautiful, is severed from her abused body, ending her torment forever.
Back at the house, Danielle had sprinted naked from the main parlor with two men in hot pursuit. Her large firm tits bouncing with each stride of her long muscled legs, long black hair streaming from her fear filled face. She reached the rear of the house and opened the back door. Just as she was about to exit, the glint of a silver tipped arrow in an aimed crossbow caught her eye. Jumping to the side, with her back to the wall, she slammed the door.... thummppp, the arrow struck the door where she had been standing. She breathed a sigh of relief,,,,then.
"Twaannggg", "Sscchlluuuppp", "Aaeeeiiiii"! In her effort to avoid the arrow now embedded in the outside of the door, Danielle had momentarily forgotten her two pursuers. It had been a fatal lapse of concentration. Now she stood against the wall looking down at the feathered shaft of doom buried in her dusky right breast. She fought her pain and clutched her tit with one hand and the arrow with the other, hoping to pull the deadly point from her body. Her strength failed and her arms fell to her sides as her long legs turned to rubber and she slide down the wall to sit on her tawny ass. "Nice shot, Gustoff, right in the bitch's big hooter. Let's drag her back with the rest of the blood sucking cunt". With that the two men each grabbed an arm and dragged the wounded vampire back into the main parlor to await her fate with the rest of the vixens.
Juliette was bathing with a young village girl when the attack came. She had met a lonely orphan of fifteen and talked her into spending the night. Juliette's plans of making love to the young girl and converting her to vampirism were about to be tragically derailed. Her fingers were exploring the tight virgin snatch of the slim girl while her mouth suckled the girls emerging breasts when the blood curdling screams filled the house. Seducer and seduced were startled by the noise of the massacre and they cowered in the tub, hoping not to be discovered. They huddled together for what seemed like hours but actually was only a few minutes, then with a crash, the door to the bathroom burst open and three men rushed in. Juliette tried to shield the girl with her body but she couldn't shield herself from the silver slug that tore into her right shoulder. She flew back and lay floating on the surface, spread legs facing her attackers. Two cross bow bolts shot out at the females, one slicing deep into the guts of the orphan and one ravaging the open pussy of Juliette. The young girl, who had been trying to escape the water when shot, folded up on the edge of the pool. She cried out in pain as the arrow ripped through vital human organs and doomed her young life to an early end. Juliette thrashed in the water like a snagged salmon, the blood flowing from her shoulder and cunt staining the water pink. As she rolled in the water, one sadistic man reloaded his bow, aimed, and drilled an arrow between the cheeks of her ass. Juliette screamed again at this new sodomy then rolled over on her back and was still. She floated with her wounded arm limp, big breasts bobbing, and twice skewered crotch sinking.
The assassins approached their victims, prodding first the orphan girl. She moaned, rolled on her back, and died, surprising the guy standing over her dead body. He opened her mouth, looking for fangs, then probed her virgin pussy and said, "Shit, this one's dead, she must have been human". "Should have saved her for some fun". Meanwhile a second guy had grabbed the arms of Juliette and dragged her from the water. His eyes were on her magnificent breasts as they rose and fell in time to her labored breathing and he was caught by surprise when, with a final burst of strength, she reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him down to her lethal fangs.
"Aaaagh, help, she's killing me!" he howled as Juliette tore into his throat in a final act of vengeance. The other men reacted quickly but could not save their comrade. Juliette's body convulsed as they plunged their silver plated knives into the soft yielding flesh of her belly and then into her breasts. Fatally stabbed but defiant as she died, she ripped his jugular vein open with her last effort. Gagging on his own blood, the doomed man fell over the warm corpse on the vampiress. In moments he had bled to death.
Constance had bounded up the stairs and ran for a rear bedroom but Gregory, the youngest of the mob, had seen her leave and ran after the fleeing vixen, crossbow in hand. As she entered the bedroom, found herself cornered and turned to face her attacker, he had a perfect shot at her sultry chest. His arrow was aimed at the shadow of her left areola visible under her gown. A few ounces of pressure on the bow's trigger and her heart would be rended by the arrow tearing through her smooth tit. "This would be too easy", he thought to himself, wanting instead to grapple with the girl and feel her struggles. So he dropped his bow and launched himself at her, his head slamming into her soft smooth belly, knocking her back on the bed. She landed spreadeagled on the bed, her firm pointed tits falling free of her sheer nighty. He landed on top of the winded vampiress, his head between those perfect melons and his groin between her slender hips. He could not help but notice the sweet smell of her perfumed body as he rose to his knees and pulled out a wicked looking knife and plunged it toward the valley of her perfect bosom. At the last instant, her hands grasped his wrists and held off the blade from her chest, receiving only a small scratch on her left tit. She used all her vampire strength to hold him off, but she was a small girl and the scratch did weaken her. He was a big young strong man and would eventually win the battle but suddenly other urges took over his brain and he didn't have the heart for killing like this, so close to the beautiful, innocent looking face of his victim. Connie sensed his indecision and began to plead for her life. "Please sir, let me live." "I've just joined the sect and I swear I have never killed anyone, I promise to leave the area and do no harm." Tears welled up in her blue eyes and Greg's resolve washed away with them. He was a nineteen year old virgin, straddling the most beautiful, nearly naked girl he had known, and all the talk of how the women were evil killers that must be destroyed slipped from his mind and a new longing began to stir in his loins. Connie saw his eyes soften and felt his cock harden against her pussy and she knew she had won. She slowly pushed the knife hand away from her breast and the blade clattered to the floor, then wrapping her finger in his hair, she pulled Greg down and kissed his softly on the mouth. He responded by squeezing her body tight to his and she felt the muscular ripples of his chest and back. She wanted this young stud, not just because he spared her but for his hard body and pleasant face. If she had to leave and start her own sect somewhere else she would need a male companion. This man would have to be recruited to vampirism, but first they had to escape this death trap.
She needed to induce Greg to aide her so as she probed his mouth with her tongue, she undid his pants and held his growing cock with firm soft fingers. A shiver of pleasure ran up his back as she stroked his tool to full size. Then she rolled his quivering form over and straddled him, her golden muff inches from his face as she slipped her moist lips down around his male meat. Greg was overwhelmed, the sweet musty smell of her wet pussy filled his nostrils and her deep sucking mouth worked his cock to quivering ecstasy. The barnyard sheep cunts that had been his only sexual experience were nothing like the hot wanton over him. Instinctively he held her soft thighs and buried his face in her quim, licking and sucking up her juice. He hadn't learned how to control his climax and the sensations built up to a point were he had to flex his hips and explode. Now it was Connie's turn to shudder as the hot virgin goo filled her mouth. She drank every drop as her hips wiggled and squeezed his head. She had him now, she thought as their limp bodies began to untangle. "I'll help you escape but I want to go with you". "There's nothing for me here but the hard life of a farmer", spoke Greg as he dressed. "I've got him", thought Constance, pleased with the way things were working out. "How will you get me out of here"? she asked the man. Greg thought for a moment then the plan came to him. He figured that by now, the men would have killed or wounded all of the vixens and would be having their way with the wounded before they were executed. The soldiers outside the house would have rejoined the group for the orgy. Greg took an arrow from his quiver and broke it off, then he told Connie to hold the stub end of the arrow to her belly like she was shot. Greg cut his hand and allowed the blood to fall on the girls belly. Thus it would appear that he was taking a wounded bitch outside for a final fuck. She bent over and moaned like she was in pain. They left the bedroom and descended the stairs. Deeply engrossed in raping the wounded she-devils, no one paid them much attention as they slipped out the back door. Finding a horse, Greg lifted the vampiress on it's back and climbed on behind her. With a firm hold on her slim waist and reins in the other hand he rode off with his new lover.
While Connie was seducing Greg into the life of a vampire, the last few vixens downstairs fell to the weapons of the mob.
Mary got too close to a window and was backlit by the lights of the room. One of men stationed outside spotted her shapely form and fired his gun. A bullet smashed the glass and drilled into her upper back, knocking her forward into the arms of a man who avoided the lethal fangs reaching for his neck, gut stabbed her and threw her down to the floor. Blood poured from the wounds and soaked her red gown a deeper shade. The doomed vixen clawed at the floor in her agony, her bare legs crawling but going nowhere with the man's foot planted on her plump naked ass. Taking a length of rope from his belt, the man trussed her arms and legs together behind her back. He then grabbed her crotch with one hand, conveniently slipping a finger up her cunt, and her hair with his other, dragging her over to the other captives.
Vivian found herself surrounded, she was the last unharmed vampiress in the room. Her luck went sour as two men grabbed her arms. She struggled with them and was overpowering them until a third man saw their plight and joined the fray. As she neared the neck of one of her captors, the last man stepped in and grabbed her by the neck, holding her throat with his left hand while his right plunged a knife into her firm swell of her lower belly. She howled like a banshee as the sharp blade sliced into her guts, then she drooped forward, supported by the men holding her arms, as the blood cover blade was with drawn. After binding her arms behind her back, they let her fall, gasping, to the floor.
Mary, Vivian, Danielle, Cloe and Leanne, though seriously wounded, still clung to life. The rapine lust of the mob now fell upon them as their bleeding bodies were mounted by the sex mad males who drilled into any body orifice available with hard engorged cocks. Leanne felt the first penis force into her tight upturned asshole, but soon another filled her pussy while still one more sprayed it's hot sticky cum over her face. The men were careful to avoid the mouths of the wounded yet still dangerous vampires.
By nightfall it was all over, the platform was set ablaze with the shiskabobed vampire women still on it, Hans set out in search of his nemesis, Victoria, and the villagers went to bed happy, safe from vampire attack at last, or so they thought.
Chapter #12- Not Quite Wiped Out
Greg and Connie traveled all day, stopping only when the horse was ready to drop. They hid out in a deserted barn while the horse rested and ate, and while the stallion recovered, Connie led Greg to a hay pile. There she removed his clothes and ran her hands up and down his hard body before drooping to her knees and licking the underside of his growing penis. She spoke softly to him as months before Victoria had spoken to Miles, "If you want to stay with me, I must convert you to my kind of being". "I promise it will not be painful and you will have strength and virility like no mere human". "We will build a new legion of female followers far from your home and you shall rule at my side and make love to all of them". "Yes, I want you, I need you, make me like you", moaned Greg. "Good", she replied, "in order to become a vampire you must want to, then you must drink deep of my milk before I drink of your blood". "Do not be afraid, I will drink the blood of your cock, then we will fuck"."Your blood will join with my pussy juice and then as you cum, I will suck blood from your neck and the transformation will take place". Greg nodded and laid Connie on her back then cupped her firm breasts in his hands and lowered his mouth. She moaned and mewed as he kneaded and sucked both lovely teats till they were dry, filling his belly with the warm tangy liquid. He felt a strange sensation flood over his body, a feeling of power. Connie reversed positions and assumed the same pose as in the bedroom. This time, as she slurped up and down on his cock, he also sucked on her clitoris and drove his tongue into her tight rosebud. He was deep in her cunt, lapping juice when he felt the slight sting of her fangs penetrating his cockhead. She sucked a few moments then turned herself around and impaled her hot wet box on his bloody tool. Her firm ass worked up and down while his cock pistoned in her pussy. He held tight to her pert tits and met each plunge of her hips with a thrust of his own. His first ejaculation into a vampire's pussy spewed deep into Connie's womb, then as an orgasm gripped her body, she dropped down on his chest and sank her fangs into his neck. Greg felt the pricks and then weakness engulfed him, then blackness as he slipped into a netherworld. When he awoke several hours later, she was laying next to him, still naked and still massaging his cock. He knew the change had happened for he felt very powerful and virile. She smiled at him and when he smiled back, two fangs were visible in his mouth.
Elke and Molly also traveled throughout the night and the next day, but in a different direction. They found a small cave in which to rest when Molly could go no futher. During their time together they had talked about many things, Molly of her unhappy childhood and abusive father, Elke of her life as a call girl. Molly began to see in Elke a big sister that she never had. Up to this point Elke had made no mention of being a vampire or tried to recruit Molly. Now they were lying together in a bed of grass and leaves piled in a corner of the cave. Molly was fast asleep, her head cradled in the ample bosom of the older girl. Elke was resting but not asleep, vampires needed very little sleep, one or two hours a day. She wore the robe that Molly had on when the rescue happened. On the big busty Elke, the robe was short and tight. She had the top open so the young girls head could nuzzle between her breasts. Elke was gently combing the girl's hair with her fingers when Molly rolled her head and began to nurse at Elke's breast like a baby. She was still asleep and dreaming of her mother breast feeding her as an infant. Elke softly moaned and pressed Molly's head tighter to her bosom and spewed forth her warm milk into the girl's mouth. As Molly gulped the potent fluid, she began to awaken and looked up at Elke in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry", she blurted, "I don't know what came over me". "That's alright, Molly, it felt really nice for me too". "You don't have to stop", said the sexually aroused vixen as she pulled Molly's head down to her other breast. Now that she was awake, Molly began to get strange feelings in her body, feelings and longings she didn't understand. Up to this point in her short life, the only experiences she had with sex were the times her father had raped her. There had been no foreplay, just climb on, fuck, shoot your wad and leave. All she had felt was revulsion and self loathing.
The tender caress of Elke's hands down her back made her tingle and she didn't resist as those same hands undid her clothing. Elke untied the belt of her robe and let it fall away from her swelling hips. As the younger girl sucked deep on her bountiful breast, her slim thigh slipped between Elke's legs. The vampire vixen arched her hips, rubbing her golden haired muff on Molly's soft thigh. Molly switched tits and brought her other leg in between Elke's. Elke grabbed the small hard ass of Molly and pulled her down till their love mounds kissed, then she reached between the girls hips and rubbed her fingers on the puffy pussy lips. Molly gurgled ecstatically and gripped the big girl's firm bosom while pressing her own hard tits into Elke's belly. Elke drew the small girl up on her body and kissed her pert mouth with a probing tongue. Molly responded with her own darting tongue but she drew back when she pricked the sharp end of a fang. Suddenly questions flooded her mind, how had Elke recovered so fast, what happened to the needle wounds? "What are you?" she blurted out, more out of curiosity than fear. Elke held the girl tight in a comforting way and explained that she was a vampire and wanted to make Molly a vampire also so they could live and hunt together. At first Molly was repulsed by the idea of drinking blood but Elke was very convincing and soon Molly consented. They resumed their lovemaking with Elke slipping her finger up the tight twat of Molly while sucking her pert little tit. The experienced vampiress smiled as Molly spasmed in the first orgasm of her life. She showed Molly how to eat pussy and finger fuck and finally, when the young girl was ready for a fourth climax, she fanged her sweet cunt. The lovers spent the rest of the day in the cave and by the time they left, Molly had grown a set of fangs of her own.
Epilogue:
Hans would continue to hunt Victoria until he mistakenly tortured and executed an innocent girl, thinking she was a vampire. The girls family was rich and powerful and Hans found himself dangling at the end of a rope.
New colonys of vampires sprang up to replace the vixens massacred by the villagers. With Hans dead, the knowledge of dealing with vampires was lost and the new covens flourished. Vicky and Miles had a large stable of young vampiresses in their new city as did Constance and Greg. Elke and Molly never settled down long in one location, preferring to lead a nomadic lesbian vampire life.
As for the villagers, their town withered away after news of the massacre spread. No one would believe their vampire story and they were reviled as savages for torturing and murdering mere prostitutes.
