Brittany adored her new life. She was living out her fantasy day and night. Alex and Misty treated her like a princess, except when she was serving as their slave. And truth be told, she enjoyed that part most of all. Even though she had been relatively adventurous before, her vampire lovers opened up her eyes to unending pleasures of every description. She blew Alex until he exploded down her wanting throat. She worshipped at Misty’s cunt, and was continually rewarded by Misty’s aphrodisiac juices. Misty and Alex returned the favor, eating her out in tandem. She creamed just from the thought of Alex’s cock filling her, and she treasured the opportunity to milk him with her spasming interior muscles. Although he hadn’t asked yet, she waited for the day he wanted to take her in the ass too.
But most of all, she lived for the pleasure of the bite. When Alex or Misty sank their fangs through her skin and drank her blood, she lost control of her body and her mind. She pleaded with them to take more, for each additional chance to be given that dark kiss.
Brittany waited by herself late one night, playing with her wonderful new breasts. They had swollen beyond any bra she could buy in a regular store, forcing her to order from Frederick’s extended-size catalog. Of course, amazingly she didn’t even need a bra any more, and Alex said she never would need one again. She imagined the first time she felt her tits, the night Misty and Alex first bit into them and sucked her blood. As she flowed into their wanting mouths, her nipples hardened, and she realized she was infinitely more sensitive than before. Since that night, all she had to do was graze a nipple, even just from wearing a top, and she got turned on. She grazed herself a lot, and it never failed to please her.
And being turned on, she felt that her wonderful fangs were extended also. She could use them to nibble on her lovers, although Alex told her not to use them on him. Misty, on the other hand, still got off on being bitten. She said it reminded her of before, when she was still Alex’s human lover. Brittany wished Misty was with her now, so they could bite each other.
Instead, it was Alex who came into the room. He had a shopping bag in his hand and a broad grin. “We’re going out tonight, love. It’s just you and me.”
Alex explained that Misty was going back into the studio to start working on her next album. (As a virtual member of the family, Brittany had been let in on the secret about Misty’s identity. Being almost twenty-three, Brittany was very familiar with Misty’s music without being a shrieking fan.) With Misty occupied, Alex decided to take Brittany with him for some fun. So he picked out an outfit for her, and had his limo waiting.
“Tonight is going to be the first cast bonding session,” he explained while Brittany got dressed. She stepped into the green silk thong, and then slipped on a matching green sheath dress. It was sheer, cut up to the hips, and held up by spaghetti straps. Her cleavage practically poured out of the top, which made her love it all the more. Another part of her changed life was a new-found enjoyment for exhibition, especially since she had so much more to show. “All of the women in the cast are meeting at my club. We’re going to party with them, get to know them better.”
Brittany spun around for Alex to examine her. He nodded his approval. “Nice. Very nice. But there’s something missing.” He reached into the breast pocket of his jacket and pulled out a slim black box.
She opened the box. It contained a thin black ribbon with a large emerald fastened to the center. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “It’s beautiful!”
“Not as beautiful as you, my dear.” He turned her around so he could fasten the choker around her throat.
She hugged him lovingly, with a gleeful look on her face. If it weren’t for her buxom appearance, she could have passed for his little sister. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“And one more thing to make it complete.” Alex opened his slacks and his cock magically became erect. “I want you to drink from me, so you can be my huntress tonight.”
Instantly and without hesitation, Brittany fell to her knees and swallowed every inch of his hard rod. She pistoned him in and out of her wanting mouth. “My cum will give you power. Your fangs will secrete a venom, kind of like a cobra. Only instead of poison, your venom will control your prey. The women you bite will be bound to you, and you will bring them to me.”
Alex’s rod jerked, alerting Brittany to the pleasure that was soon coming. She swallowed down his hot fluid with delight. As it passed down her throat, she felt a slight pressure in the back of her mouth. She looked forward to relieving that particular pressure tonight, especially with sweet little Melissa.
“Okay, Misty, let’s take it from the second verse again.” Hank Edwards started up the background music playback and ran the tapes. For the first time in the studio in over a year, Misty was in great form. Musically, that is, he caught himself. He didn’t want to think about her physical form, which was nothing short of amazing. He didn’t believe the tabloid reports that she had a boob job, but when he saw her in person as she came into the studio, the producer stopped doubting. After all, a girl her age doesn’t just grow a rack like that.
As she ripped through another recording of what was sure to be a hit song, Hank leaned back in his chair. He felt as if he was bumping into something as he reclined. He spun around to see his long-time contact and sometime rival Heidi Robertson. Heidi was an executive with Razor Music, which was negotiating to buy Misty’s contract from her current label. She was also Hank’s ex-wife. Since the divorce three years ago, they had an on-again, off-again relationship. From the looks of Heidi’s expression, she was interested in being on again. Or at least so Hank hoped.
“She sounds good,” Heidi deadpanned. “I guess you can have big tits and a big sound.”
Hank thought that comment was ironic coming from Heidi, considering the D-cups she was sporting. Her only big sound, though, was her harpy-like voice. She had a high-pitched voice that could shatter glass.
“It’s nice to see you again too,” he retorted. Hank pushed the intercom button. “Misty, that’s a wrap. Take five while I deal with... business.”
Misty saw through the glass that Hank had company. She didn’t recognize the woman, but from Hank’s changing expression, she wasn’t getting a good impression about her. She thought about heading to the lounge, but decided to butt in by eavesdropping. With her hyper-sensitive hearing, she had little trouble understanding a lot of the conversation even through the sound-proof glass.
“You know, Heidi, I am trying to do my job here. You don’t own her yet, and if I get my way, you never will. I’ve seen what Razor does to talented singers like her. You market the hell out of them, but you don’t give a shit about the music. So you get rich, and she gets fucked.”
Heidi pulled out a cigarette and put it to her ruby lips. As she puffed to get the end burning, her high-sitting breasts rose and fell repeatedly. She took a long drag and blew it into the air. “Don’t be so fucking melodramatic,” she said flatly. “She’s nothing special and you know it. She’s got a hot sound and a hot bod. But when her fans pass puberty, she’ll flame out just like they all do.”
“What do you know about music, Heidi? The last time I checked, the only tunes you know anything about are of the Looney variety.”
“That’s very funny, Hank. You know, I bet you’re sleeping with her. That explains why you’re getting so defensive about this one. That’s so typical with you.”
Hank’s face flushed bright red, and Misty could see the muscles tightening in his neck. “I’m not going to dignify that with a response, Heidi. I think you’d better go now.”
Heidi shrugged, which Hank (and Misty) thought was intended to make her boobs bounce. “Whatever. You have your little fun with this month’s flavor. But once she’s in Razor’s stable, you’ll be nothing again. See ya, babe.”
She turned on her stilleto heels and nonchalantly strolled out of the control room. Hank couldn’t help but watch her ass twitching back and forth as she left. Even when he wanted to hate the bitch, he knew she could push his buttons any time she wanted.
He gave himself a moment to clear his head. Then he walked back over to the mixing console, leaned over the microphone, and keyed it open. “Sorry about that, Mist. I’ll cue up and we’ll run that number again.”
“Who was that, Hank?” she asked innocently.
“Nobody important. Don’t worry about it.”
Misty didn’t like the idea of just letting it go, but she didn’t want to let on that she knew more than he thought. This particular problem would wait for another night.
Brittany had never seen a limousine as large as the one which pulled up in front of Alex’s building. It was at least 45 feet long, with double doors opening on each side of the passenger compartment. Inside the jet black ultra-stretch, there were black leather couch-like seats along both sides and at the end of the vehicle. It had TV monitors with built-in DVD players, and a wet bar stocked with more booze than most liquor stores. This was a place for partying, which was exactly what Alex had in mind.
“The girls are all going to meet us at the club. We’ll spend some time dancing, and then we’ll head upstairs. And after that, the two of us will pick some of the girls to ride with us. I think you’ll enjoy sex in a moving vehicle,” he said with a smile.
Brittany cozied up next to Alex in the back of the limo. She felt the push of gravity as it started driving. “Alex, tell me more about being a vampire. How did it happen?”
“You won’t be impressed by the story. She picked me up in a night school class, blew me in a movie theater, and I woke up as a vampire.”
“That’s it? That sounds so...” She giggled before she could finish. “I’m sorry. It just sounds almost pathetic.”
Alex laughed with her. “Pathetic? Yeah, I guess it does. Well, that’s me, the pathetic vampire. I’ve had my fangs for less than a year, but it’s been the best time of my life.”
“Have you met any other vampires?”
“Yeah, a couple. There was my maker, Lauren.”
“The one who picked you up?”
“Yeah, that’s her. She told me she was made decades ago. Then there was a French girl I met in Paris. That’s it.”
“And Misty?”
“She was my first creation. We met after I came over, but believe it or not, I didn’t seduce her. She was just my girlfriend, and then I told her about myself.”
Brittany shivered and smiled. “Was she turned on by it?”
Alex squeezed her and pulled her tighter. “No, not at first. She wasn’t into vampires, and she didn’t react well to learning there was real vampires. But after a while, she got used to the idea.”
“How did you make her?”
“Ah, that’s a state secret,” Alex joked. I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.”
Brittany tilted back her head and flipped her hair out of the way. “Please do.”
“That’s not funny,” Alex said, his tone suddenly serious. “Being a vampire isn’t all fun and games.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it,” she pouted. “You said it yourself. You’re having the time of your life as a vampire. And I’m having the time of my life being your slave. I just want what you’ve got too. Like Misty. I want to be yours forever, and I want to be able to bring you more women.” Brittany got more emphatic as she went. “Do you know how often I just stand in front of the mirror and stare at myself since you and Misty took me. I can’t get enough of seeing myself with fangs. And when you or Misty go vamp on me... well, like I told you that first time, I get wet just thinking about it.”
Alex softly played with her dark, curly hair. “Trust me, darling, you’ll have plenty of opportunities to bring me women. And I’ll tell you what. If you show good judgment and good taste, then in a few months, I promise I’ll bring you over so you can be just like Misty.”
Brittany was close to tears of joy, and her face lit up with optimism. “Really? You mean it?” she sniffed through the first few tears that came.
“Really,” he said softly. He punctuated it with a soft kiss on her forehead.
And so the slave harem grows, he thought, satisfied with his find.
Alex lost himself in his power. His sixteen hand-picked goddesses joined him for the private party, and some of them brought friends as well. In all, Alex found himself surrounded on the dance floor by twenty-three beautiful women. And he reveled in it.
His first dance partner of the evening was Jessica Marino. She was cast by Alex as one of the extras. Like Brittany, Jessica’s role would be as a vampiress serving the master vampire. He danced close to the Latina beauty just as one song ended and a slow song began. He snuggled with her, and she ground her hips against him in sync with the music. He snaked a hand around her waist and down the curve of her ass. As he squeezed the soft flesh, he willed his dick erect. The hard rod pressed into the inside of Jessica’s thigh. She reacted to the intrusion by reaching down and giving him a squeeze back.
“You wanna slip away?” she asked seductively.
Alex moved his lips alongside her ear and whispered, “I’ve got a better idea.” His razor-sharp fangs slid into place, and he bit into the hot flesh of her throat. He took just a single swallow of Jessica’s sweet blood, but it was more than enough. She swooned breathlessly, leaving Alex to support her weight. “You’re mine now, aren’t you?”
“Yes, master,” she sighed.
“Go have fun,” he instructed her. “I’ll let you know when I want you for more.”
Jessica looked almost disappointed by her dismissal, but she didn’t question his instructions. She was excited enough by the thought of what he would want. Her excitement dripped down the insides of her thighs, unrestrained by the thin g-string she wore beneath her mini-dress.
Alex danced his way to another of his extras. In all, he had cast four girls to play vampire consorts. Each of them had an incredible body and a sexual look. Brittany was pure and seductive. Jessica was sultry. His other vamps, Kristie and Veronica, looked hungry. Kristie, with her blonde hair down to her ass and hypnotic green eyes, looked like a runway model. She was very slim, although Alex confirmed she was healthy and ate on a regular basis. Veronica, on the other hand, looked even more pale than Kristie because of her short dark hair and almost indigo-colored eyes. She was also slim, but more athletic in her build. She was a scholarship athlete in volleyball and track until she was bit by the acting bug. The two of them together were a study of contrasts, but made a gorgeous couple.
Alex maneuvered behind Kristie and wrapped his arms around her bare midriff. She leaned back into him, lolling her head to one side and then the other. Alex took quick advantage of her vulnerability, striking quick and deep into her jugular for a sip. He felt her heart flutter as the ecstacy wave rushed through her. He whispered instructions into her ear before she slithered away towards another girl.
Last was Veronica. She came to him, her pert breasts swaying from side to side underneath her kerchief top. “You’ve been a naughty vampire,” she stated as she circled him.
“Oh really?”
“Um-hmm. You’ve been putting the bite on my co-stars, and now you’re planning on fanging me too, aren’t you?”
“Perhaps. Do you have a problem with that?”
She shook her head. “Nope. I just don’t want you to bite my neck. It’s so hard to hide a hickey there.”
“So where do you have in mind?”
“Right here,” Veronica said matter-of-factly as she pulled a strap of the barely-there top off her shoulder. Her tits bounced, unrestrained and inviting, until she cupped them in her hands like an offering.
“With pleasure,” Alex said as he bent down to take her breast into his mouth. He scratched the skin of her left breast, drawing a thin ribbon of blood. She started, emitting a soft moan as his enslaving power entered her bloodstream. “How’s that?” he asked teasingly.
All Veronica could do was nod, her lips parted in pleasure.
“Would you like some more?”
Again, she nodded, more emphatically this time.
“As you wish.”
This time, there was no subtlety as his fangs tore into her flesh. He pierced the blood vessel hidden beneath the surface of her breast and felt the flood of her heat spray into his mouth. Both master and slave were in rapture as he fed.
Her master let Brittany roam free among her fellow actresses to take her pick, with one exception. She was not to touch Melissa, at least not tonight. Alex told her that Melissa was to be kept in the dark about the true nature of her director so her reactions would be genuine for the film.
Given her options, Brittany picked out two girls to try out her special kiss with. Jill was one pick, but she was dancing with some of the others at the moment. Brittany would get back to her. For now, she went over to Julie Corbin, who Alex picked for a small speaking role. Julie had the body and personality of a cheerleader. Brittany was particularly drawn to her fiery golden hair, which she pulled back into a ponytail.
“Hey Julie,” Brittany called out. “Quite a party, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, this is really cool.” Julie kept dancing, looking as if she was hoping Brittany would move along and leave her alone.
“Are you excited about being in a movie?” Brittany pushed on.
“Sure, I guess. It’s not my first time though.” The comment was meant as an attack, but Brittany didn’t act fazed.
“So how experienced are you?”
“I was a ‘Dirty Debutante,’ and I had a walk-on role in a Sin City movie last year.”
Brittany acted impressed by the recited resume. “Wow! You’re like a star! Did you do any sex scenes?”
“Yeah, I had one. It was nothing special.”
“What about girls? Did you do any of those?”
“What do you think?” Julie’s face scrunched up for an instant. “You’re trying to pick me up, aren’t you? Look, bitch, I’m no lezzie. I only fuck girls when I get paid.”
“No, no, you’ve got the wrong idea. I’m just curious about something.”
“And what might that be?” Julie asked suspiciously.
Brittany leaned in close. “Let me whisper it to you.” Julie tilted her head forward, leaving her throat exposed. Brittany felt her fangs reflexively extend, and she struck like a viper. Her sharp eye teeth broke through Julie’s skin, and Brittany felt the tightness in her mouth again. She got a tingle, like she was cumming. She tasted a few drops of Julie’s blood with her tongue, and noticed how quickly the bite marks healed after she licked them. “You’re my slave, bitch,” Brittany whispered with more than a hint of malice, “and you like it, don’t you?”
Julie started shivering and her pupils got dialated. Her mouth opened and closed, but only a few shallow gasps escaped. Then she calmed, and her demeanor changed dramatically. She became docile, desperately wanting to be close to Brittany. “Yes,” Julie said softly.
Brittany cruelly grabbed the blonde’s long ponytail, yanking back Julie’s head. “Yes what?”
“Yes, master.”
Brittany liked the sound of Julie’s submission, but wanted to correct her nonetheless. She yanked Julie’s hair again so she could give Julie another controlling bite. When the aphrodisiac effect of the second bite faded, Brittany stated, “That’s mistress to you.”
“Yes, mistress,” Julie said desperately.
“Come with me,” Brittany instructed.
With Julie in tow, Brittany circled in towards Jill. The buxom brunette was still dancng with some of the other girls. Brittany watched hungrily as Jill lost herself in the music, throwing her head around, leaving her dark cloud of hair to fly around. Jill’s wonderful tits bounced as she danced.
Brittany stood behind Julie, her hands on the bare shoulders of the shorter girl. “You know what to do, don’t you, little Julie?”
Julie nodded silently before heading towards Gina and Dana, the two girls dancing with Jill. Julie slithered between the two of them and started caressing the women’s chests. She found them strangely receptive. In her mesmerized haze, Julie didn’t notice the slight trickles of blood running down Dana’s throat and inside the cleavage of Gina’s breasts.
Jill, on the other hand, was surprised by the behavior of the other women. She had nothing against girl-girl action, but she didn’t think either of her companions were into that.
“What’s wrong, Jill?” asked Brittany in a faux-innocent tone. “Is everything okay?”
Jill spun around to see who was talking to her. Brittany moved in close, baring her fangs in an exaggerated snarl. “Oh my God! You’re a... a vampire!”
“What makes you think that, Jill? You mean you think these are real?” she asked as she pointed to her teeth. “No, these are just props for the movie.”
Jill’s body relaxed demonstrably. “Geez, I must seem so stupid right now.”
“No, it’s okay. They look real, don’t they?”
“Yeah, they do. How did you get them to come out like that?”
“There’s a spring mechanism built in. Here, you wanna feel?”
“Sure.” Brittany took Jill’s hand and guided it towards her mouth. Jill extended her index finger and stuck it into Brittany’s mouth. Brittany felt Jill’s fingertip slide along the curved fang. When she reached the point, Brittany jerked her head, piercing the skin and injecting her venom.
Jill yanked her hand back with a yelp. “Shit, you bit me! That hurts! What the fuck did you do that for?” Jill felt a tingling, which spread from her hand down her arm and through her body.
Brittany smiled, showing off a drop of blood on her fang. “So you’d get on your knees and suck my cunt.”
Suddenly, Jill felt compelled to obey. She dropped to her knees before Brittany and reached for her. Brittany started slinking her dress up over her hips, dreaming of the tall brunette beauty’s bright red lips fastening to her love button.
“Not here, my dear,” Alex said, tapping Brittany on the shoulder. “Let’s take this party on the road.”