QUEEN

Feature Writer: Unknown
Feature Title: Queen
Uploaded: January 23, 2007

 

QUEEN

Chapter 1

The cocktail party was the usual mix of the affluent and the striving-to-be-affluent, the women in elegant dresses and the men in their tuxes resembling uncomfortable penguins, standing in groups and chatting about absolutely nothing important. The mansion was elegant, the wine from an exclusive cellar and hors d’oeuvres provided by the finest of caterers. Servants moved from group to group serving drinks while a stringed ensemble played lightly in the background.

Kathy Fleming stood among a group of admiring men as she always did. At twenty-seven she was the most delicious piece of eye candy in the room. Long blonde hair and soft features with a slightly upturned nose which complemented the sparkle in her cobalt blue eyes. Her figure was to kill for and the center of attention of every man in the room. Yes, Kathy was vivacious — Kathy was charming — Kathy was beautiful and — Kathy was a gold digger. She admitted it and it was a running source of humor between the sensuous blonde and her husband Russell. Russell Fleming, fifty-nine, had inherited an industrial empire and then, to his credit, had expanded that empire and increased its wealth by a factor of three. He had discovered Kathy dancing in an off Broadway production, wined and dined her and within a month had asked her to marry him. She was at first reluctant. Russell was a great deal older than she and hardly handsome, but when he had showered her with expensive jewelry and a new Porsche and she discovered just how much Russell Fleming was really worth, her decision was a foregone conclusion. They were married a few weeks later, honeymooned on an around the world trip and settled into a lifestyle of jet setting, five luxurious homes on three continents and a private sixty-five foot yacht aboard which they spent a great deal of each summer cruising the world’s oceans and visiting exotic ports of call.

Despite marrying Russell for his money, Kathy had become a model wife. Even though she loved, but was not in love with her husband, she had grown to admire and respect him. She and Russell had become quite the philanthropists donating impressive amounts to various charities and causes. Kathy now did volunteer work at one of the major hospitals and sat on the board of directors of two children’s charities. Russell never tired of telling her how proud of her he was, how she had remade herself into an unselfish, caring person who was making a positive difference in the lives of so many.

Another thing about which Kathy could have been proud was the fact that she had remained faithful to her husband. Oh, there had been plenty of chances to stray. A woman as beautiful as she was constantly reminded of her desirability by the number of propositions she received from admirers, both male and female. Despite the number and frequency of those come ons (some from extremely handsome men and beautiful young women) she had taken her marriage vows seriously and turned them all down. Her love life might not be all it could be, but she had grown to truly care for Russell and would never do anything to hurt him. She was happy. She was content. Maybe life wasn’t perfect, but she had learned to take pleasure from bringing pleasure to others. That was enough. Russell had taught her that, and she loved him for it.

She smiled indulgently as each man in the group tried to impress her with his wit or an amusing story. None were of the least interest to her but they were friends of Russell and she felt obligated to endure their awkward, almost comical attempts to garner her approval.

Kathy was ready to excuse herself and find Russell who had disappeared with an old hunting buddy who he hadn’t seen in years, when she felt an inexplicable and overwhelming urge to look toward the front entrance. Her eyes strayed from the group of admirers and were immediately riveted to those of the woman who had just entered. The woman was tall, approaching six feet and statuesque, the body-clinging dress revealing melon sized breasts, tiny waist and curvaceous hips and legs. Her age was indeterminate. Kathy thought perhaps fifty. But despite the hour glass figure and sensual dress which exposed as much as even a modicum of taste would allow, it was the woman’s eyes which caught and held Kathy’s. The face was long and angular, lips pouting in self assurance and definitely transmitting a code which took no effort to decipher. But those eyes, black orbs into which Kathy felt she was being pulled even from across the room, held the young wife spellbound.

The woman smiled, almost a smirk, and Kathy again felt an invisible yet irresistible urge as if she was being summoned. She tried to shake it off, concentrate on the conversation of the men around her, yet could not. She tried breaking eye contact, but that too was denied her as the power sweeping over her increased and she felt a compulsion to obey.

She had at first simply been intrigued by the magnetism of the strange woman. Now, however, there was a trace of fear as she tried to move away, turn her back, yet found herself instead, excusing herself from the group of men and beginning to make her way toward the mesmerizing creature who simply smiled and waited.

Kathy noticed the woman looked at no one else and herself seemed almost invisible to all others at the party. As strikingly beautiful as she was, no one, man or woman, approached her. Even the servants bypassed her as they circulated among the guests. Kathy was feeling the first signs of panic as her legs continued to carry her directly toward the woman though she was availing herself of every ounce of resistance she could muster. She willed herself to stop, turn and run, scream if necessary, yet there was no change in her silent odyssey across the crowded room.

Yet another cause of concern for Kathy was that the closer she got to the woman the more her resistance weakened and she found herself wanting to obey the subliminal commands which were getting more powerful, in fact so powerful Kathy felt as if she were caught in a whirlpool pulling her irreversibly toward an unknown abyss.

Beads of perspiration stood on Kathy’s forehead as she, at last, neared the object of her fascination and torment. The woman’s outline seemed to glow and it occurred to Kathy that perhaps her tormentor emitted some form of aura which indeed rendered her non existent to all others in the room.

At last Kathy stood within arms length, bathed in the eminence of this siren whose call, inaudible though it might be, was indeed irresistible. The industrialist’s wife almost swayed in the power she felt surging around and through her. The fear was gone now, replaced by an acceptance of her subservience and sensual attraction to this mysterious creature.

“Who… who are you?” Kathy breathed.

“You may call me Leonora,” came back the voice, icy, dominant.

“What do you want?”

A wicked smile appeared on Leonora’s lips as her eyes roamed over Kathy’s body. “I should think that would be obvious.” The older woman nodded to the elegant stairway, her voice commanding. “Upstairs, second door on the left. Two minutes.”

“But…”

“Two minutes,” came the voice laced with impatience.

Kathy stood spellbound as she watched the woman ascend the stairs, turn and eye her a final time and disappear down the second floor hallway.

Kathy’s mind reeled. Who was this woman, this Leonora? Why did she seem to hold such power and why did she want her? Did she mean what Kathy thought she meant. Surely she couldn’t have meant…

The young wife shook her head as if to clear it of such thoughts and especially to shake off the spell or whatever it was that seemed to hold her within its grip. Yet when she tried to turn away, find Russell, she could not. Her eyes remained fixed upon the stairway and Kathy suddenly realized her panties were soaking wet. Her heart was racing and her breathing labored. An image of Leonora flashed through Kathy’s mind. She had watched the older woman climb the stairway and glimpsed her shapely leg and thigh through a slit in the dress which had almost reached the waist of the seductress.

She gasped slightly as her nipples stiffened and she felt herself become sexually aroused. This was even more puzzling since Kathy was neither lesbian nor bisexual. True she had been hit upon a few times by women, some of them quite lovely, but she had rebuffed them all, not only because of her desire to remain faithful to Russell, but also because she had never experienced any desires towards females. Yet, now, in a crowded room full of people she was as turned on as she had ever been in her life. What was it about that woman? So commanding, so forceful, so — desirable?

Despite her efforts to the contrary Kathy found herself moving inexorably toward the stairway. Desperately she sought to ask for help, but as she passed by several of the guests her eyes remained on the stairway and she felt an anticipation building within her.

The first step on the stairway was taken slowly as she fought the power and desire of Leonora. However as one foot rose above the other and each step was attained, her pace quickened. By the time she had gained the second floor landing she was hurrying with a sexual urgency she had never before experienced.

She stepped quickly past the first door and halted briefly at the second. A final trace of resistance surfaced only to be swept away as a feather in a windstorm. She felt as if her heart would jump from her chest as she quickly looked around to make sure no one else was aware of her presence. Then slowly she turned the knob and opened the door.

“Come in, Katherine,” came the emotionless voice.

She did so, closing the door after her. The room was lit by only a single candle. Leonora stood in the middle of the room, her eyes glistening in the candlelight.

“I don’t understand…” began the blonde.

“It’s quite simple, really. I have chosen you.”

“Chosen me? For what?

“You mean you don’t yet know? My dear little Katherine, I’m going to fuck you.”

Her gasp was audible and seemed to amuse her older companion.

“But… but… my husband.”

“Is otherwise occupied.”

“But, I’m not les…”

“That, my dear, hardly matters. I’m about to give you the fuck of your life.”

“No, I… that is, I…”

“You want it, Kathy and we both know it. You’re wet, aren’t you?

The blonde knew it was true, could only avert her eyes in guilt. She tried again to break free of the invisible force compelling her not only to obey, but to want to obey.

“You’re hot for me Kathy, aren’t you?

Her eyes came up to be captured once again by the mysterious and powerful orbs of her seductress. Kathy wanted to deny Leonora’s boast, but inside she knew it was true. Never before had she been the least attracted to even the most beautiful of women, but the strange attraction she had felt the first moment she laid eyes on Leonora had not only grown stronger but was now becoming irresistible. Her heart was pounding, her breathing irregular and her legs and hips began an involuntary grinding which only served to heighten the sensual desire she was feeling for this woman she had never laid eyes upon until just minutes ago.

“Come closer, Katherine,” came the seductive command.

“No, I…”

But Kathy felt herself moving nearer to her source of torment.

“Show me your breasts, Kathy.”

Even though she shook her head negatively, Kathy’s hands betrayed her by unzipping her dress and pulling it to her waist. She tried with all the determination she had left to keep her hands at her sides, but slowly, inexorably the hands again were traitors and the bra was unsnapped allowing it to fall from her, exposing her near perfect breasts.

“Your nipples are hard, Kathy,” came the leering observation as Leonora’s hands came up to fondle the luscious mounds.

“Pleeeeease,” Kathy gasped. “I can’t… Oooooooh.”

“Kiss me you little cunt,” breathed Leonora.

The nearness of the woman, teamed with the power of Leonora’s seductive aura, had robbed Kathy of her strength, her will and her ability to resist. The blonde was beside herself with desire, both sexual and the need to surrender to the will of her seductress.

Their lips met in a fiery embrace, the older woman’s tongue probing to penetrate Kathy’s tender and obedient lips. The young wife squirmed in eagerness as Leonora wrapped her arms strongly around the younger woman and pulled her hard against her. Kathy moaned as she opened her lips allowing the long and powerful tongue to penetrate her mouth. The kisses continued, dropping to neck, throat and finally breasts.

Kathy was now in full surrender, whining as Leonora’s teeth bit and sucked on nipples turned hard as granite.

“On your knees, cunt,” whispered Leonora and Kathy, because of the tightness of her dress, shed it completely and, in nothing but panties, stockings and high heels, knelt before her new mistress. A single gesture of Leonora’s finger and Kathy lifted the dress of the object of her servitude. She gasped, however, as in addition to a pouting vagina she was met with a male appendage as well. And not just any male appendage. The penis was a full fourteen inches long and nearly as thick as Kathy’s arm. Most intriguing was that near the base of the shaft was a circular growth, some two inches in diameter and resembling the sucker of an octopus.

As momentarily startled as Kathy was, she was still mindless with desire and so when Leonora commanded, “suck it, cunt!” she complied instantly and enthusiastically.

Kathy was not inexperienced in performing fellatio but while she had always considered Russell to be reasonably well endowed, she had never in her life encountered a penis of such length and girth. Her mouth was stretched to the absolute limit to admit the huge shaft and while she tried deep throating, her throat was nowhere near large enough to admit the ax handle she was attempting to stimulate with her tongue. Nevertheless, she felt it stiffen and increase in size as the erection grew to full size.

“Hmmmm, not bad for such a small mouth,” observed Leonora. “Are you ready, Kathy? Are you ready for me to ream that little cunt of yours?”

“Yes, Yes, pleeease!” cried the mindless blonde.

“Then get those panties off and stand against the wall. I like to take my cunts standing up.”

The silk panties came down and off immediately and Kathy pressed her back against the wall, her arms open in invitation and supplication.

“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before! Now spread them!” hissed the older woman.

Kathy complied as their bodies merged in another embrace.

“Now take it, cunt!” breathed Leonora as the oversized penis made contact with Kathy’s soaking wet labial lips.

“Yes!… YES!… OH GOD, YESSSSSS!” she screamed into Leonora’s mouth which covered hers and stifled any sound which might be overheard by someone in the hall.

Kathy had never experienced anything like the shaft which was about to impale her, but her passion was so great and she so mindless with desire her legs spread widely to admit the monstrous penis.

A powerful thrust by Leonora and Kathy’s vagina, already stretched to the limit, surrendered to the invasion. Her orgasm was instantaneous. Kathy screamed again, this time in ecstasy, but again her cries were muffled by the kiss of the older woman. Another thrust and another four inches were inside the crazed woman who broke free for but a moment to whisper through her pain and rapture, “I’ve never had ANYTHING like this — NEVER! Ohhhhhhhh…” as another orgasm consumed her and her body quivered uncontrollably.

Another thrust and then another and Leonora was completely within the hapless wife.

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” whispered the temptress, “something even better!”

“God, I can’t imagine anything better than this,” whined Kathy.

“Feel THIS!” said Leonora giving a massive thrust which brought the blonde completely off the floor, pinning her against the wall. Kathy grunted with the pain, but she had only begun to cry out when she felt something close around her engorged clitoris. She suddenly realized it was the sucker she had noticed on the huge shaft.

“What… ?”

“Shhhhhhh, just feel it, my little cunt!”

“Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhhh, what are you doin… ieeeeeeeeeee!” cried the blonde as the most powerful orgasm yet tore through her.

“I’ve attached myself to your clit and now I’m going to feed while you have the fuck of your life!”

Kathy felt a prick of pain as the sucker began constricting until it brought blood. Kathy however was in total rapture as the sucker not only drained her blood, but stimulated her clitoris as never before and the young blonde was simply going from one orgasm to the next, helpless to do anything except climax again and again.

The woman had become putty in Leonora’s hands. Pinned against the wall, her feet dangling inches from the floor as her life fluid was being drained, Kathy was totally helpless to resist in any way. Even if she had known she was being bled to death, she would not have, could not have resisted. She was now completely in Leonora’s power and the older of the two knew what she wanted from this young and vibrant woman.

But as hot and sumptuous as Kathy’s blood was, Leonora was disappointed. She had hoped this one might make a good pawn. Finding a pawn was never easy, but Leonora had now been hunting for weeks without success. Kathy had been promising as had so many others, but she had proven far too easy. In fact she had hardly used her aura at all and the young woman had succumbed almost effortlessly.

No, a pawn must have resolve, her will would have to be strong if she was to serve her queen well. This woman, this Katherine, is intelligent enough, she thought, but far too weak to ever serve me — and not particularly resourceful or cunning either. So she would provide a meal — nourishment and nothing else and Leonora’s hunt for a new pawn would continue while she looked for the ultimate — a new queen to replace her.

Kathy orgasmed again. They were coming in multiples now and her body was in a continual state of spasm, shaking as if in the throes of a seizure, her eyes closed, her face contorted in both pain and ecstasy as the life slowly drained from her.

Leonora felt the resurgence of energy, her cheeks glowing, her entire body exhibiting a youthful zest she had not felt since feeding almost two weeks ago.

It was a shame, thought Leonora. The girl was beautiful and would make a willing whore-pawn, but besides her obvious weaknesses, the brood was already near maximum number and as her own time of departure neared it was more of an effort to maintain control of so many. So, she held the helpless woman against the wall, impaled by a member that was not only giving her the most exquisite of pleasures but killing her in the process. With each new orgasm blood spurted from Kathy’s clitoris and was sucked into Leonora.

Kathy was weak now, not only from the orgasms, but more importantly from the loss of blood. Her body still shook with each new climax but the spasms were not as energetic as before.

Leonora broke the kiss and saw that the woman was nearing unconsciousness, her eyes glazed and her head began to loll from side to side.

“Kathy,” whispered Leonora.

“Hmmm,” answered the industrialist’s wife, her fog weakened mind and tired eyes ready to close forever.

“Again, Kathy my little cunt. Cum again for me.”

“… Can’t… too… exhausted.”

“Yes, my little cunt, you can and will. Then I’ll ask no more of you.”

The kiss was powerful, Leonora’s hands roaming over the soft yet firm breasts and nipples. She increased the power of her aura to excite the young woman a final time. Kathy responded by moaning then whining as a final, monstrous climax shook her body from head to toe.

Leonora felt the body go limp. She stayed within the woman until she felt the heart flutter, race for a moment, then cease.

The aging queen stayed within her for a few more moments sucking every drop of life fluid from the dead woman. Then, Leonora slowly backed away allowing the lifeless body to slide down the wall into a heap at her feet.

Smoothing her dress and glancing in the large dresser mirror, Leonora pouted her lips, coaxed a stray hair back into place, then smiled with approval. She might be old and nearing the end of her reign, but she was still a sensuous woman with enough sex appeal to attract any woman she wanted.

Walking to the door and grasping the handle, she looked back to the near naked, lifeless form, eyes open and unseeing, breasts and nest uncovered, a grotesque doll which might have been thrown against the wall in a fit of anger. Leonora preferred to dispose of her meals where they would never bee found but rarely that was not possible. Oh well, this woman would simply be investigated and then relegated to an unsolved crime file.

“Goodbye Katherine. At least I lived up to my end of the bargain. You did get the fuck of your life.”

With a slight smile she slipped from the room closing the door silently behind her.

 

Chapter 2

Cassandra Taylor was in the middle of one of a number of orgasms she had experienced that evening when her cell phone began chirping. The attractive dark haired police detective gave her partner a last cunnilingual kiss and, moaning a bit in disappointment at the interruption, slid out of the sixty-nine position, ran her fingers through her short hair and noted the time on the table clock as two-twenty-seven am. She grabbed the phone from the bedside table and flipped it open.

“Taylor,” she responded as businesslike as possible considering the fact that her partner, Linda Prince was not content to lie back in wait. Instead the lovely redhead began fondling Cassi’s breasts and nipples, keeping her aroused despite the urgent nature of the call.

“What?” asked Cassi. Then after a several second pause, ” When? Okay, I’ll be there in… twenty min…” Linda’s tongue found her nipple and Cassi gasped. “Uh, better make that forty-five minutes.” She smiled as she flipped the phone closed. “You do make it difficult don’t you?”

“Not difficult,” teased Linda. “Just interesting.” She lay back spreading her legs and writhing her naked body for Cassi’s approval. “Now, where were we?”

“I think we were using the Star Trek method,” giggled Cassi.

“The Star Trek method?”

“Yeah, we were both going where no one has gone before.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say no one,” retorted Linda, “but I can say no one I’ve enjoyed more.”

Assuming the inverted position once again Cassi lowered her lips onto her partner’s labia and began gently sucking while she felt her own nest respond to Linda’s tongue and lips.

Emmmm, she thought, maybe I should have said an hour, as Linda’s tongue found her clit and began a fluttering which Cassi simply could not resist. She knew that Linda used the technique for two reasons. First, to provide Cassi with an incredible orgasmic experience and secondly to enjoy the manner in which Cassi reached climax. The petite and curvaceous detective had surprised Linda the first time they had made love by crying, sobbing in pain and pleasure, tears rolling down her cheeks as she climaxed. Linda loved the total surrender of emotions as well as body and often fingered Cassi to orgasm and then kissed her as the smaller woman cried uncontrollably.

Cassi was actually somewhat of a paradox. At twenty-eight she had been a police detective for the last three years having one of the most rapid rates of advancement on the force. Outwardly tough as nails despite her diminutive size at just over five feet, she had the reputation of a take charge, no nonsense detective who ran her investigations effectively and efficiently taking guff from no one.

Yet, in the bedroom, the bisexual turned submissive, allowing her partner to completely dominate her. It was as if after being in control and bearing the burdens of intense investigations, fending off departmental politics and taking full responsibility for her own actions as well as those she worked with, she could, in the bedroom, shed those responsibilities, abandon decision making and allow herself to submit to the will of others, a role she accepted gladly. In childhood a domineering and abusive father had ingrained in her a self loathing which no amount of education, promotion or success could dislodge and it emerged constantly in the bedroom.

There had been men in her life. She and Jerry had dated while in college. He had been sweet and thoughtful but unable to assume the dominant role and their affair died a natural death. Then there had been Steve. She had met him through some mutual friends. Somewhat older, dark and mysterious, he had immediately sensed her need to be dominated. She quickly became his sex slave. It began with control. He would order her about and she willingly obeyed his every command. It soon escalated to outrageous demands such as threesomes and sex with other women. It was then she had discovered the beauty and desirability of women.

Steve’s control became even more extreme and began to take a sadistic turn, starting with bondage and escalating to whippings and mild erotic forms of torture. Never questioning, Cassi submitted to them all, surrendering her body and mind completely. The psychological abuse was perhaps worse than than that of a physical nature. His verbal debasement chipped away at her fragile self esteem and she soon began to believe she deserved the punishment he was inflicting.

The affair had ended abruptly one evening when he had announced his intention to have her prostitute herself by walking the streets like a common hooker and bringing him her evening’s earnings. For the first time she questioned what either was really getting from the relationship. Steve, always a recreational drug user, slapped her around and sent her out to buy an outfit to, “make you look like the whore you are!”

Even then she had obeyed, but when she returned with the outfit, she had found him overdosed on what turned out to be a lethal cocktail of drugs and alcohol.

Cassi had drifted in and out of one night stands for some time before meeting Linda while in line to buy tickets for a concert. The two struck up a conversation, bought their tickets together and surreptitiously held hands at the concert that night. A good night kiss had resulted in Linda inviting Cassi into her apartment where she promptly seduced the willing submissive.

Their relationship had grown as Linda gradually assumed the role of dominant while Cassi gladly fell into the role of subservient. Two months later Cassi gave up her own apartment and the two had settled into a somewhat kinky but loving and very satisfying lifestyle. The design consultant had assumed the role Steve had played earlier with the exception of never truly degrading her lover. She would often have Cassi engage in kinky activities but seldom at the expense of her lover’s self esteem. Linda would sometimes invite a female friend to join them in a menage ‘a trois but most evenings were spent in a shared activity such as a dinner out, movie or concert and then an evening at home where Linda would be serviced by her adoring submissive, the night culminating in their making love, sometimes soft and romantic other times Linda taking Cassi forcibly, both enjoying every moment.

Linda could feel Cassi’s body tense as an orgasm began building within her beautiful black haired lover. She felt as much as heard Cassi’s moans and then the weeping as the climax consumed her companion.

Linda, also twenty-eight, had become aware of her lesbianism at an early age. She, like Cassi, had had a number of affairs but none of her relationships had lasted until she met the lovely police detective at a concert. Linda remained amazed at the almost Jeckle/Hyde personality of her lover. It was very gratifying to see the take charge detective melt before her within seconds of entering the apartment.

Linda began to feel her own orgasm build. She was a squirter. Not always, but when the orgasm was intense enough she could shoot a stream of orgasmic juices half way across the room, but she much preferred to have Cassi drink from her, so…

It’s cumming, Honey. It’s cummmmming… Ohhhhhhhhhh”

Cassi had never tasted anything as sweet as the juices of her lover. She drank and drank as Linda’s climax was powerful and filled her mouth repeatedly. “Yes, Honey, drink it. Drink it all! Oh, God, I’m cumming again!”

Although the flow was not nearly as strong the second time, Cassi lapped up every drop, then turned and crawled up beside Linda, snuggling in her arms.

“I love the taste of you,” whispered Cassi.

“There’s more where that came from,” smiled Linda.

Cassi immediately began licking the redhead’s breasts but Linda pushed her playfully away and turned on the table lamp.

“You my sweet have got to go play police detective.”

“Do I have to?” whimpered Cassi, smiling and beginning to collect her clothing which had earlier been thrown carelessly on the floor as the two lovers were in no mood to wait.

“Yes, you do. Now get dressed and be on your way. What’s the urgency anyway?”

“A woman’s been found dead at the home of one of the richest families in town.”

“Murdered?” asked Linda.

“Don’t know. The responding uniform said he didn’t see any outward signs of violence, but of course it could be drugs or poison or…”

“All right. Well, go do your detective thing and I’ll be waiting for you right here.”

“Sounds like a good reason to get this taken care of as soon as possible,” smiled Cassi picking her thong panties off the lampshade where they had been thrown in haste.

“Uh, uh,” said Linda, her voice still pleasant but now taking on an authoritative tone. “No panties. You’re just going to have to respond to this case without them.”

“But…” began Cassi.

“I said no! Now get dressed.”

Cassi discarded the thong but grabbed and fastened the bra which had lain on the floor. She quickly pulled on a sweat suit and sneakers and grabbed her badge, gun and car keys.

“Okay?” she asked.

” No bra. You’ve got nice tits. You need to let everyone else know how nice they are.”

Cassi rolled her eyes playfully and discarded the bra.

“Ah, much better,” observed Linda.

“Ohhhhh,” breathed Cassi, noting the effect of the terry cotton lining of the sweat shirt on her breasts, “my nipples just got hard.”

“And see that they stay that way. I want you good and horny by the time you get back.”

“That should be no problem at all,” smiled Cassi as she bent over and gave her companion a kiss. “See you as soon as I can.”

“Don’t keep me waiting.”

“I don’t intend to,” she responded and with that she was out the door.

 

Chapter 3

“Jake, this better be worth it. Do you know what time it is?” asked Cassi entering the bedroom of the mansion and addressing the departmental medical examiner who was kneeling beside the virtually nude body.

“Now Cassi,” grinned the slightly overweight fifty-four year old, “would I pull you out of bed at two am for just any old dead body?”

“It’s after three am and I suspect you’d delight in spoiling my chance at a good night’s sleep.” Cassi didn’t add that she and Linda had hardly been sleeping and probably wouldn’t for some time after her return. “All right, what have you got?” she asked looking around fruitlessly for her partner.

“The vic is Katherine Fleming, twenty-seven, housewife. Husband is Russell Fleming, fifty-nine, a big wig industrialist.”

“Got a C.O.D.?”

“No. There’s not a mark on her other than some major inflammation of the labia.”

“So she had sex tonight.”

“Would appear so and pretty rough by the look of it. However, I’ll have to get her back to the lab for an autopsy to be sure. I think we can rule out suicide,” he said with a bit of irony, observing the crumpled, virtually nude position of the corpse.

“How about T.O.D.?”

“Well, it’s strange, body temp tells me at least six to seven hours, but…”

“But what?” asked Cassi.

“There’s no sign of hypostasis. Some signs of discoloration from blood pooling should be starting to show, but there’s nothing. Strange.”

“How about drugs?”

“Nothing I can determine here.”

“You’re just a regular fountain of information, aren’t you?”

“Sorry.”

Her voice was resigned. “Anything at all you can tell me?”

“She had a killer of a body,” he said, grinning slightly as they both noticed the luscious breasts, hour glass figure and shapely legs.

“Pig,” she chided, turning and addressing the uniformed officer standing by the door.

“Who’s the owner of the house?”

“Uh, a Winston Travone,” said the not-long-out-of-the-academy cop consulting his notebook.

“Okay, do we know who else was here?”

“That’s where it gets rough. There was a big fund raising party here this evening — about a hundred and fifty guests.”

“Geez, just our luck. Where the hell is Detective Crawford?”

“I don’t know. He was here a few minutes ago when they were taking the crime scene photos.”

“Well, see if you can find him… wait, here he is.”

Detective Larry Crawford sauntered through the doorway, his muscular frame partly hidden by the trench coat he wore almost constantly. He kidded that it made him look sleuthy. Cassi countered that it made him look like Columbo, that all he needed was a cheap cigar — and that if he ever started smoking one, she would empty her Glock into him. Actually handsome, in a boyish way, he had an easy laugh and manner which instantly put people at ease. He was also a good detective.

“And how was your evening, Detective Taylor?” he asked tongue in cheek. Everyone was discreet but Cassi’s live-in arrangement with Linda was common knowledge throughout the department.

“Damned nice until I got that call. Where have you been?”

“Talking with the owners, Winston and Ramona Travone. Seems our Vic and her husband are long time friends.”

“Could they give us anything?”

“Well, he remembers seeing the Vic walk upstairs not long after she and her husband arrived. The husband stayed downstairs and mingled. About one o’clock the party started to break up and the husband began looking for his wife. When she couldn’t be found, three or four other guests helped search for her. A Daniel Arthbolt found her and we got a call shortly thereafter.”

“Anyone see anything abnormal?”

“Well, several of the guests had already left by the time the wife turned up missing so it looks like we’ll have our hands full running them all down to ask, but those still here when the uniforms arrived reported nothing unusual.”

“Jake thinks she probably had rough sex…”

“Couldn’t she have had that before coming to the party?” he asked.

“Good point, but if she did have sex she probably didn’t sneak off to an upstairs bedroom to do it with her husband.”

“Think it might have been a tryst gone bad?”

“Or maybe someone else, maybe her husband discovered them.”

“If so, where’s the guy?”

“What makes you think it had to be a guy?” Cassi said.

“I guess it doesn’t. It’s possible that vaginal tearing could be from a dildo.”

“Or any one of a number of objects the killer might have found in the house.”

Cassi looked around the room. “Have you done a…”

“Yeah, searched it before you got here. Nothing.”

“Okay, I guess it’s still possible that she could have humped somebody then OD’ed on drugs– or maybe just had a heart attack.”

“There’s something strange here,” muttered the medical examiner.

“What’s that?” the two detectives replied in unison.

“She’s only twenty-seven yet I’m seeing decided early signs of tissue desiccation.”

“Which means… ?”

“Which means she…” He rolled her over onto her stomach and looked again at her buttocks and backs of her legs. His eyes widened in amazement. “Wait a minute…”

“What is it?” asked Larry.

Jake took a scalpel and ingloriously stabbed the dead woman’s buttocks.

“Jake, what the hell…”

“Look!” commanded the medical examiner.

“I don’t see anything,” replied Larry.

“That’s just the point. She’s dead and with the heart stopped any cut will not bleed profusely as it normally would, but this is the area where the blood should have pooled and so we should have seen blood drainage.”

“But there’s no blood at all.”

“Exactly,” pronounced Jake.

“What does that mean?” asked Cassi.

“It means…” said Jake, “that someone has drained every drop of blood from her body!”

 

Chapter 4

Larry and Cassi spent the following day interviewing several of the guests who remembered seeing Kathy and/or Russell Fleming at the party, but none could add anything significant to what the detectives already knew. Apparently the Flemings had begun mingling separately as soon as they arrived. Russell remained downstairs while Kathy was seen going upstairs alone a few minutes after arriving. No one remembered seeing her again until her body was discovered. Daniel Arthbolt could tell them only that when Kathy turned up missing he volunteered, along with some of the other guests, to hunt for her. He had searched through one other bedroom on the second floor before finding Kathy’s body. Everyone recounted that Kathy and Russell were well thought of and no one could imagine anyone wanting to hurt either of them.

“What say we head back to the morgue and see if Jake can shed any new light,” suggested Cassi.

Larry agreed and they were soon walking into the autopsy room at the city morgue.

“Ah, the intrepid detectives,” smiled Jake. “Actually your timing couldn’t have been any better. I just finishing autopsying Mrs. Fleming.”

Both Cassi and Larry were fond of the medical examiner but neither cared to view the results of a medical autopsy. Both tried to ignore the opened, lifeless body on the table.

“Got anything new for us?” asked Cassi.

“New, yes. I’m just not sure how helpful it’s going to be. My observation at the crime scene turned out to be correct. Not a drop of blood in her entire body so I had to use more indirect methods to determine if drugs or alcohol were involved. Turns out she’s negative for drugs and had the alcohol equivalent of point oh two, only about a single martini. Cause of death was exsanguination. Mrs. Fleming literally bled to death. When the blood supply dropped too low her heart went into arrest.”

“Wait a minute,” started Larry, “there was no blood at the crime scene. Not a drop, and not a mark on her!”

“That’s what was so puzzling,” replied Jake, “until I took a look inside our lovely vic.” He motioned for the two detectives to come closer and held a magnifying glass close to the dead woman’s vagina. “Look here,” he said, spreading the labia.

“What are we supposed to be seeing?” asked Cassi.

“Her clitoris,” responded Jake. “See anything unusual?”

“Seems enlarged and inflamed, but you said she had rough sex, so…”

“Look around the clitoris.”

“Hmmm, what are those, some kind of pinpricks?”

“Beats the hell out of me, but that’s where her blood went.”

Cassi glanced over at Jake with a disbelieving look. “Are you telling us she bled to death from her clitoris?”

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

“But what could have done that?”

“Your guess is as good as mine, but taking into account the lack of blood anywhere at the crime scene and the fact that her body is absolutely bone dry of blood, I’d say someone sucked it right out of her.”

“Oh, come on Jake. I’ve heard of great blow jobs but…”

“This was no blow job. No saliva and no semen. Whoever did this used some kind of pretty powerful pump.”

“But there were no defensive wounds.”

“Correct. I double checked here at the lab and found none.”

“Then you’re saying she allowed someone to attach some kind of pump to her clitoris and literally pump her dry of blood?”

“It would appear so. My autopsy revealed she was conscious right up until the end.”

“How long would it take to do something like that?” asked Larry.

“Depends on the power of the pump. Probably anywhere from a couple of minutes to ten or fifteen.”

“This is the strangest thing I’ve ever heard of,” mused Larry.

“Join the club,” added Jake. “I’ve been in this job for almost thirty years and I’ve never seen anything that even approached what we’ve got here.”

“But how could someone… ? And with her consent… ?”

“I haven’t the foggiest,” said Jake. “That’s why they pay you detectives the big bucks. You figure it out.”

Cassi and Larry looked ar each other in astonishment, then, shaking their heads, headed for the exit. Once outside they crossed the street and began wandering through a small park which afforded them the time to reflect and conjecture.

“Some kind of cult ritual?” asked Larry.

“Hmmm, not like any ritual I’ve ever heard of.”

“Who would need or want that much blood?”

“Possibly to sell, but blood centers only deal with single units at a time and the amount of money involved is so small it wouldn’t be worth the risk of killing someone.”

“How about some kind of freak accident?”

“What kind of accident would it be to allow someone to cover your clitoris with a pump and drain your body dry of blood? No, it had to be intentional. I suppose whoever did it could have meant to take only a little blood and maybe it got out of hand.”

“But why take blood that way?”

“You’ve got me,” admitted Cassi.

“This is just plain bizarre,” pronounced Larry.

“That’s an understatement if ever I head one,” mused Cassi. “Since we know the vic offered no resistance, we can assume she knew her –attacker, for want of a better word. Let’s go back over that list of guests at the party.”

“Can’t see how it can hurt. Right now we seem to be at a dead end.”

Again, however, the interviews had led nowhere and despite calling in markers from a number of street snitches, neither detective had anything to show for his/her efforts by quitting time.

“Mmmmm, that feels good,” cooed Cassi as Linda massaged her tense neck and shoulders. It was the following day and the pair were in bed after a quiet dinner and evening of trading, how-was-your-days?

“You’re really stressed out over this case, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I guess I am. It’s just that I’ve never had a case where there was absolutely nothing to go on. Jake said there was no DNA left on the body, no trace evidence of any kind. The witness interviews have gone nowhere and the word on the street is zilch, nada, zip.”

“Well, after you came home last night and told me about the unusual circumstances, it sort of rang a bell.”

“What do you mean?” asked Cassi, turning around to face the beautiful redhead.

“Back in college I took a course in anthropology. I had to do a term paper so I decided to do something on the middle European gypsies. I came across this vampire legend that…”

“Whoa, vampires?” smiled Cassi.

“Now just hear me out. There was one in particular that I remembered because there were certain elements that were familiar with what you told me about this case.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, so today when I got home, I did a little internet surfing and found some information that might be useful.”

“In that case, I’m all ears,” said Cassi.

“This vampire legend comes from Czechoslovakia. They’re blood suckers like in the movies, but instead of biting on the neck, they extract the blood during sex.”

“Must be a hell of a turn off,” mused Cassi.

“On the contrary, the victim is said to orgasm repeatedly until he or she dies from lack of blood.”

“Hmmm, it does fit — sort of.”

“And there’s one other aspect of the legend that fits as well. The vampires don’t turn into bats, but they can exude an aura which can either act like an aphrodisiac or can render them virtually invisible to others.”

“You mean you think someone just made himself invisible, walked into that bedroom and sucked that woman dry of blood while having sex with her? Come on!”

“Hey, I didn’t say it was going to sound logical, but you’ve got to admit, it fits. You said yourself you don’t have any likely suspects from those at the party. What if someone, someone who no one even knew was there, killed the Fleming woman and then just walked out the door with no one the wiser because no one was even aware of his or her presence?”

“Too many B flicks and comic books,” laughed Cassi. “An invisible blood sucking sex maniac. Now wouldn’t the tabloids love to have a story like that?”

“Don’t blow it off too easily, Cassi. The Czechs regard this as a legend, not a myth.”

“And the difference is… ?”

“A myth is completely fictional while a legend, although exaggerated and embellished, is based upon reality.”

“Are you saying they actually believe that vampires exist?”

“Yes, they do. Oh, their legends bear little resemblance to what Hollywood thinks vampires should look and act like but they do believe that creatures, creatures who can look and act human, walk among them. They believe that these creatures feed upon them and enslave them.”

“How?” asked Cassi, intrigued even though she wasn’t buying word of it.

“Feeding upon humans gives them power over, control of the human will. The victim will slavishly do anything the vampire asks once he/she is bitten.”

“So how did our invisible vampire get from Czechoslovakia to Chicago and if it decided to feed on Kathy Fleming, why didn’t it make her a slave? Why kill her?”

Linda shrugged her shoulders. “Hey, I didn’t say I had all the answers.”

“Somehow I think I’ll stick a little closer to reality.”

“Okay. I was just trying to help. Right now I want you to do something for me.”

“And what might that be?” asked Cassi.

“I want you to put away Cassi the detective and bring out Cassi my loyal little sex slut.”

Cassi smiled demurely, slipped out of her nightgown and, naked, lay beside the gorgeous redhead.

“What would you like?”

“I want to kiss away those tears as you cum for me,” smiled Linda, one arm pulling the black haired beauty closer as a finger from the other hand found and began teasing the already swollen clit.

It took only moments and Cassi’s body began quivering and, as always, despite her best efforts, she broke out crying as the first orgasm rushed through her.

“Please, let me kiss you,” she begged, pulling at Linda’s panties.

“Not just yet, my lovely little tramp.” Linda used the moniker to both enhance her own dominant status and to debase Cassi which made the detective even more compliant.

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll be right back,” smiled Linda who then disappeared into the other room.

Cassi lay back, her eyes closed, wondering if life could be any sweeter.

“See, that didn’t take long, now did it?” smiled a returning Linda who was now sporting a strap-on with a huge black dildo.

Cassi’s eyes grew large. Linda had provided her pleasure before with dildos of various configurations but none as long nor as large in diameter as the latex appendage she now wore.

“I… I don’t know if I can…” began Cassi.

“Hush my little tramp,” smiled Linda confidently. “You’re going to take it and like it. Understood?”

Cassi’s normally self confident voice was weak, subservient, almost inaudible. “… Yes”

“Spread them!” commanded Linda.

Cassi complied, still truly apprehensive about taking such a formidable battering ram into her. She felt Linda would never deliberately injure her, but both woman had, of late, been experimenting with new and more daring means of bringing pleasure. She certainly did not want a repeat of her experiences with Steve, but she had to admit that that there was a fine line between pain and pleasure and often the line became blurred. There had been times when she had found Steve’s abuse an absolute turn-on and the two times when Linda had actually caused pain, first by spanking her and later by pinching her nipples painfully, Cassi had been so aroused she had experienced spontaneous orgasms.

So despite her reservations, Cassi spread herself for her lover and prepared for the pain/pleasure to follow.

It was at that moment her cell phone chirped, and apologetically Cassi answered.

“Taylor. Larry?”

“Yeah, it’s me,” said the voice on the other end of the line. “I hate to interrupt your evening, but…”

Not again? Can’t a girl get a decent night’s sleep without…”

“Oh, I doubt you were doing much sleeping. Still…”

“All right, smart ass, what have you got?”

“I got an anonymous tip about five minutes ago. Female. Voice said that she knew all about the Fleming murder and gave an address where our “vampire” could be found tonight.”

“Think it’s legit?”

“Don’t know, but the the voice seemed to know a lot about the Fleming case. Could be.”

“What’s the address?” asked Cassi, sitting up and looking around for her panties and bra. She listened as Larry read off the address. ” That’s the warehouse district. Okay, meet you there in thirty minutes.”

As Cassi began dressing, Linda smiled coyly. “You know this interruption means I’m going to have to punish you.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” smiled Cassi in return.

“How about I ream both those steamy holes of yours when you get back?”

“Wow, taking that ball bat hanging between you legs in my nest is one thing, I’m not at all sure I can…”

“You’ll take it — and you’ll cum for me. Understood?”

“… I… Yes, I understand.”

Twenty-seven minutes later, Cassi pulled in and parked a couple of warehouses away from the given address. She didn’t want to announce her presence and possibly scare off the killer, if indeed the tip was legitimate. She checked her weapon, holstered it and quietly exited her car.

Larry was nowhere to be seen. There were a couple of dingy streetlights but they were spaced one to a warehouse and offered little in the way of illumination. The areas between the warehouses stood in almost total darkness.

Cassi checked her watch and again looked for Larry without success. Thinking he may have parked and be approaching from the other side of the warehouse in question, she began walking slowly and quietly toward the warehouse in question.

As she moved, Cassi became aware of a sudden erotic arousal. Faint at first, it became stronger as she drew nearer the warehouse. She paused for a moment, wondering why she would be having these feelings at this particular moment, then smiled to herself as she recalled Linda’s threat/promise when she returned. Shaking her head slightly to clear away such thoughts, as pleasant as they were, she knew she needed to concentrate on the task at hand.

Suddenly there was a noise and a blur of motion to her right. The Glock was in her hand in an instant, but it turned out to be nothing more than a stray cat no doubt out on a late night hunting foray.

Keeping the gun in hand, she crept on until she was even with the alley which ran beside the large building where she was to meet Larry. The arousal increased in intensity and was now becoming a real distraction. Cassi again tried clearing her mind, but without success. She was now aware that her nipples were rock hard, always her first sign of sexual arousal. Puzzled, she crept on even as she felt her temperature begin to rise and her breathing become a bit labored. She reasoned that the possible danger of encountering a murder suspect would have her senses on edge, but why was she experiencing erotic arousal? It made no sense. All she knew was that the farther she went the stronger the arousal grew.

She glanced toward the front of the building hoping to catch a glimpse of Larry, but there was nothing. Continuing stealthily, Cassi was brought up short by a sultry voice from the shadows of the alley.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

Swinging the gun around, Cassi strained to find the source of the low feminine voice, but without success.

“Police!” she cried. “Come out with your hands where I can see them!”

From the darkness the voice came to her again. “I’d rather you came to me.”

She could feel her arousal level increase and suddenly her nerve began to falter. The voice was so alluring, so mysterious, so compelling.

“I… I said come out of there,” she managed to say, but the force behind the words was far weaker than a moment ago.

“You come to me, Cassi,” came the command, still low and just audible, yet Cassi found herself mesmerized. Wishing to dispel the power emanating from the darkness, she tried to shake herself from its seductive spell, yet could not. She felt a still stronger wave of domination wash over her. The gun began to waver in her hand.

“… No… you…” she stammered, trying to reassert control of herself and the situation.

But the voice came again as did a still more powerful tidal wave of eroticism and desire and with it a need to comply.

Cassi could feel beads of perspiration on her forehead and she suddenly realized her panties were soaking wet. She tried to turn, to flee, to get away from the powerful force which was rapidly turning her into a quivering subservient.

“Come here, Cassandra,” commanded the voice.

With all her will, Cassi tried to disobey, to raise her weapon, to confront her antagonist, but instead the gun simply dropped from her hand and despite her supreme efforts at self control she moved slowly, inexorably into the darkness of the alley.

There was fear in her eyes now. She knew she was losing control and her will to resist was rapidly eroding. Cassi’s mind searched for some means of escape, but her body was betraying her, bringing her closer to the voice which held such power over her.

Another few reluctant steps and she could make out a figure ahead of her. Try as she might to stop, Cassi continued to be drawn inexorably onward almost as a moth to a flame. Her heart was pounding, her body temperature soaring and her nipples remained as knobs of granite.

“Who… who are you?” she managed between gasps for breath.

“I have had many names. You may call me Leonora.”

Moving ever closer, Cassi could now see the figure was standing near the middle of the alley, completely clad in robe and hood. Try as she might, Cassi could not yet see any facial detail in the black shadow under the hood.

“What… are you doing to me?”

“A little test of your will and determination. You try to resist me. You will fail, of course. They all do. But your will is strong. I like that. You may be what I’ve been looking for.”

“Looking for?”

“Yes, I brought you here tonight to see whether I shall feed on you and turn you into my whore or simply kill you.”

“Then… then it was you who…”

“The Fleming woman? Yes, unfortunately for her, she wound up as a midnight snack. She was far too weak for what I have in mind.”

As frightened as Cassi was, the erotic presence of this woman was absolutely overwhelming. Cassi was close to fainting simply from desire.

“What… do you have in mind?”

“All in good time. Right now your detective partner is near and I am hungry.”

“Wha… what are going to do?” asked Cassi in an ever weaker voice.

“I am going to fuck you and feed from that wet pussy of yours. You are wet, aren’t you Cassandra?’

As much as Cassi wanted to say nothing or at least to lie, she could only utter, “… Yes. Oh God, yes, I’m wet.”

“As great as your fear of me may be, you want me to fuck you, don’t you?”

“I… yes,” Cassi answered in surrender.

“Then take off your blouse and pants.”

Cassi closed here eyes, willing her hands to stay at her sides, but slowly they rose, her fingers betraying her as they unbuttoned the blouse and slid it from her. With all her might Cassi kept her hands from the belt around her slacks, but she felt the intensity of the woman’s power increase and slowly the belt was loosened and the pants dropped at her feet. She now stood in only bra and panties.

“Against the wall so I can see you,” ordered the voice.

Cassi stepped backward until she felt the cold brick of the old warehouse against her back. A sliver of light from the lone streetlight illuminated her well conditioned and shapely body.

“Nice, Cassandra. Now the bra.”

The detective was near mindless with desire, her resistance all but gone. The aura of this mystery woman had swept away virtually every vestige of self control.

The bra was unsnapped and fell at her feet. Cassi’s breasts were not large, but well shaped and firm, her nipples erect and rock hard with desire.

“Now the panties.”

“Please… no,” whimpered Cassi, but even before she uttered the request she knew it was no use. Another wave of Leonora’s powerful aura swept over her and Cassi’s fingers began pulling the silk thong downward. The panties fell at her feet. She stepped from her shoes as well. Cassi Taylor stood naked and defenseless.

“Here’s what you’re going to get,” sneered Leonora, opening the robe.

Although it was dark, there was enough illumination for Cassi to glimpse the massive shaft. Even larger than the dildo which awaited her at Linda’s apartment, the still growing appendage was frightening indeed.

“Is… is it… ?”

“Real? Oh yes my little slut. It’s very real. You’re about to be reamed like you’ve never imagined — not even in your wildest dreams.”

“You’ll kill me.”

“Not if you’re a good enough fuck and have what I’m looking for. Now spread them, but don’t scream. This is going to hurt — a lot. But then you’ll get the fuck of your life.”

Again Cassi tried to resist but it was no use. The most powerful yet of Leonora’s aural emanations swept over the detective and her legs spread just as the seductress wanted.

Leonora’s fingers found Cassi’s labia and nest. Cassi gasped audibly.

“Yes, you’re soaking. Very good my little whore. Now…”

From not far down the street, out of the darkness, came Larry’s urgent call as his footsteps cautiously approached.

“Cassi,” where are you?”

Police sirens could also be heard in the background.

Leonora impatiently pulled away closing her robe.

“Another time, my dear. I will have you. I always get what I want.” With that she disappeared into the darkness and was gone. For several seconds Cassi leaned against the wall, weak and confused as the adrenaline rush faded away. At last she hurriedly dressed, finishing just as Larry appeared at the head of the alley.

“Cassi? Are you all right?”

“Uh, yes, I’m… okay.”

“Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over. I scouted the back exits, then came looking for you. I spotted your car down the street and knew you were here, but when I couldn’t find you I called for backup.”

“She was here, Larry.”

“She? You mean… ?” he started, drawing his weapon.

“She’s gone now. She’s a transvestite. She tried to…”

“Oh my God, she didn’t… ?

“No. Thankfully you arrived just in time. Larry, she has some kind of power.”

“Power? What kind of power?”

“I don’t know. I could feel these sort of waves sweep over me. She controlled my mind, my will. I drew down on her and she even made me drop my gun. She… she made me take off my clothes.”

“Wish I’d been here for that,” he said smiling.

“I’m serious, Larry. She was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do to stop her. I felt so absolutely helpless.”

“I know you Cassi. You’re a strong willed woman. How could she possibly… ?”

“I don’t know. All I know is that she had me completely within her control. She admitted killing Kathy Fleming and said she was going to… to fuck me to see if I was what she was looking for.”

“And what’s that?”

“I… I don’t know. Right now this is all like some bad dream.”

Two police cruisers pulled up, flashing lights splitting the darkness.

Larry put an arm around his still dazed partner and helped her toward her car.

“Right now, let’s get you home. We can sort out all of this in the morning.”

 

Chapter 5

The next morning at the station a troubled Cassi again recounted to Larry in greater detail her misadventure of the night before.

When she had arrived at the apartment last night, Linda immediately saw how upset and exhausted Cassi was. All plans for sex went on hold and she spent the evening holding her weary submissive in her arms while Cassi detailed her encounter with Leonora. At last Cassi had fallen into a fitful sleep but Linda had held her close and kissed her fevered brow throughout the night.

“I just don’t get it,” said Cassi, looking up to Larry with a puzzled expression, “she said…”

“Wait a minute. You said this “vampire” had a cock.”

“I’ll say,” responded Cassi, the image of what she had glimpsed briefly last night momentarily sending a chill of both fear and excitement through her.

“But you said the voice was feminine.”

“Yes, low and in control and at the same time seductive, but definitely feminine. I guess that’s why I think of her as a woman. That and her face.”

“Did you get a good look at her?”

“Not really. She wore a hood. There was just a brief moment when she stepped up to me and the streetlight lit one side of her face. She was beautiful in a hard sort of way. But the face I saw was definitely that of a woman.”

“You know transsexuals can fool you. Some of them make gorgeous women,” Larry smiled.

“Yes, I know. I’ve seen transsexuals and you’re right. Some of them are absolutely beautiful. But there was something different about her. As dominant as she was, she was still every bit a woman.”

“Well not every bit,” snickered Larry, “unless what you saw was some kind of strap-on.”

“No, it was real. I’d swear to it.”

“Is it possible it could be a woman with a penal transplant?”

“I… don’t know. I don’t think so, but I just can’t… all I know is that another minute and she would have raped me and I couldn’t have stopped her. I’m just glad you showed up when you did.”

“Hey so am I and if you ever feel the urge again to…”

“Enough, Hormone Man, I bat from the other side of the plate, remember?”

“Yeah, but you said you used to…”

“That was then and this is now. Just cool it.”

“Okay, okay. So where do we go from here? Are you buying into your friend’s story of a modern day vampire with rather unusual characteristics?”

“Of course not. It’s just that nothing seems to fit. I know you sent a crime scene team down to that warehouse. Anything?”

“Nada. They found a sample of your… uh…”

“Let’s just call it bodily fluids and let it go at that.”

The encounter the night before had been so intense, Cassi had wet herself and some had found its way onto the pavement.

“Yeah, okay. But there was absolutely nothing else.”

“Okay, then why don’t you go hit the streets and see if any of our snitches have turned up anything.”

“Sure. And you?”

“I’m going to do a little research — see if anything like this Fleming case has ever happened before.”

“You think we might have a serial on our hands?””

“Probably not. I’ve never heard of anything like this before, but it won’t hurt to check. I’ll run the name too. Who knows we might get a hit. Besides, I can’t think of anything else to try.”

“Okay, see you later,” said Larry, getting up from his desk and grabbing his trench coat.

Cassi watched him leave and for the next several minutes she sat at her desk immobile, her mind replaying the encounter with Leonora last night. She imaged in vivid detail how she had helplessly stripped naked for her mysterious assailant and spread her legs. Had she done those things strictly because of the powerful aura of the woman or did she somehow want to be dominated and violated by the mysterious and beautiful creature?

She still wasn’t sure as she turned to access her police computer, but there was one thing she did know. After replaying last night in her mind, her panties were soaking wet.

Later that afternoon the two police detectives were again at their adjoining desks in the precinct.

“Anything?” Cassi asked.

“Not a thing. It’s strange. Oh there’s the usual buzz about the murder but no one has seen or heard a thing that’s useful. I got the usual concoctions from the down and outers looking to score a few bucks but nothing really serious. My usual snitches are coming up blank and that’s not like them. No one’s even heard the name. Whoever this Leonora is, she’s sure keeping a low profile.”

“I had a little more luck, but not with the name. I ran it through ours and the F.B.I. data bank. Got twelve possible Leonoras, six in prison, one deported, one in a mental institution and four dead. No luck there, but I did get some interesting info by dipping back a few years.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, there were lots of vics who had lost lots of blood but those were because of wounds, but it does seem our vic drained completely dry of blood was not the first. I went back five years and found noting. Then I went back ten, fifteen and twenty. Still nothing. But when I went back thirty years, I found a case at least similar to this one. The vic was a Regina Mobley, twenty six, an assistant in the governor’s office. Her body was found in a deserted parking lot not far from the capitol building. She had been raped and her body was drained of blood yet there was no blood at the scene and no puncture marks on the body.”

“How about the…”

“There’s no mention in the autopsy of any wounds near the clitoris although it does say there was substantial vaginal tearing.”

“The tearing could have obscured the other exsanguination wounds. So our perp was pretty well equipped.”

“That or he or she used something else on her. No semen or trace evidence found. Police at the time followed up a few leads but nothing panned out. The case went cold and is unsolved.”

“To think it might be the same person is a real stretch. I mean even if we assume this Leonora was in her twenties at the time, that would put her in her mid fifties now. Why did she wait over thirty years to kill again? And why kill by draining blood?”

“No idea. I think we can rule out some kind of delayed copy cat, however. The police withheld the fact that her blood was drained. All they released to the newspapers was that she had been raped and murdered.”

“Hmmm,” mused Larry, “the only thing that will conclusively tie these two murders together is the method of exsanguination.” He paused. “Do you suppose we could… ?”

“Find the medical examiner who performed the autopsy? Way ahead of you partner. He’s a Walter Layton. Long since retired, but still living here.” She pulled out a piece of paper. “And I just happen to have his address right here.”

“Dr. Layton, I’m detective Taylor and this is detective Crawford. I called you earlier about the Regina Mobley case.”

‘Yes, come in please.”

The house was modest but in a nice, if not upscale, neighborhood. The bald man in a worn sweater ushered them into the small but comfortable living room. He walked with a slight stoop. Cassi guessed he must be in his late seventies or early eighties.

“Don’t get much company since Ellen, my wife, died. Could I offer you some coffee?” Both detectives politely refused. “How are things downtown these days. I haven’t been near the lab in going on twenty years.”

“Much the same. People still die and when someone made it happen early, we get called in.”

“Are you cold case detectives? You must be to be going back to the Mobley case.”

“No, actually we’re homicide, but we think a current case might somehow be connected to the Mobley case.”

“Hmmm, that was a strange one. I’ve forgotten a lot of them but that one still sticks in my mind.”

“How that?” asked Larry.

“Well, there was the fact that death was by exsanguination. Nothing too unusual about that except that there was no blood at the scene.”

“Couldn’t she have been killed elsewhere and brought there to be dumped?”

“We considered that. but there was no blood on her clothing or skin. Whoever took her blood was meticulous not to spill any.”

“Speaking of which, we wanted to ask you about that. When you examined her…”

“You know that was strange. Oh, she’d been raped all right. Guy must have used something almost as big as a baseball bat.”

“Could it have been a penis?” asked Cassi.

“Well, I suppose it could have been. The guy would have been hung like a… uh, excuse me. I mean…”

“It’s okay doctor,” she reassured him, “I get the picture.”

“Anyway, we were all stumped. The police put several detectives on it since she was connected to the governor’s office and all. There was a boyfriend and a couple of jealous coworkers but they all had rock solid alibis so nothing ever came of it. The strangest thing though was…” he hesitated.

“What was that, doctor?”

“Well, when I examined her I could find no puncture wounds whatsoever.”

“Then how did you explain the complete blood loss?”

“I didn’t. All I could determine was that she had bled to death and her body was completely drained of blood.” He paused again. “There was one thing, though.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. When I did the rape examination. There was a lot of tearing and discoloration of course. At first I thought that might have been how she bled out, but clotting would have taken place long before that happened. Then I considered hemophilia, a disease which prevents clotting, but when I ran tests they were negative. I went over the body three times and never found anything conclusive but…”

“But what?” asked Cassi.

“Well, around the clitoris there seemed to be some kind of strange perforations almost like tiny punctures.”

Cassi and Larry traded looks, then waited for the retired medical examiner to continue.

“I couldn’t be sure because there was a great deal of tissue damage in and around them. I thought they might have been caused by whatever was used to rape the poor girl.”

“There’s nothing in your autopsy report about them,” said Cassi, handing over the file she had brought with them. Layton looked it over then handed it back.

“That’s right nothing in the original report. I just couldn’t be sure at the time. Then, when no means of exsanguination could be determined I went back and examined her again. I still wasn’t sure but decided to append some comments noting what I had found. I attached it to the report.”

“But there’s nothing here,” said Cassi, thumbing through the file again.

“Yes, it’s been removed. See, there at the top left. You can see the staple holes where it was attached.”

“Someone has removed your notes?” asked Cassi with incredulity.

“That or else they just got torn off and lost. Evidence and records thirty years old sometimes are lost or inadvertently destroyed. Why, is it important?”

“Could be. Thank you Dr. Layton. You’ve been a big help.”

“Glad I could assist you. Let me know if you crack it. This was a strange one.”

“We’ll do that,” said Cassi as she and Larry rose to leave.

Minutes later the two were in the car headed back to the precinct.

“So these two murders are related,” mused Cassi.

“Yeah, but how?” A murderer kills a girl, waits over thirty years then kills another girl in the same fashion — which I might add is pretty darn weird?”

“I don’t know. I guess it’s possible some crazy could have taken Dr. Layton’s notes and is trying to copy cat. But why?”

“Why does anyone commit murder?”

“But why now and why in this manner?”

“Maybe Dr. Layton was right. Maybe those notes were simply lost.”

“And another possibility is that they were taken to hide the murderer’s MO.”

“But if he or she’s going to commit a crime only once every thirty years or so, I don’t think MO is going to help us much.”

“Were the departmental techies able to trace our anonymous call from last night?”

“No, it was a woman’s voice, but all she said was that she knew Kathy Fleming had been drained of blood, that she knew who did it and then gave the address of the warehouse and said the murderer would be there. Then she hung up.”

“Hmmm,” mused Cassi, “could have been Leonora making sure I’d wind up in that alley.”

“Who could this Leonora be and why is she interested in you?” asked Larry.

“I wish I knew,” replied Cassi with a sigh.

 

Chapter 6

Several days passed in which Cassi and Larry had made virtually no progress on the case. The mysterious tipster had not called back and their usual street sources were of no help.

Cassi lay back in Linda’s arms the tears of her latest orgasm still wet on her cheeks.

“Are you sure?” asked Linda. “I mean you said that Leonora woman threatened you. I could postpone…”

“No, we both know this showing is important to your career. I won’t have you miss it on my account. Besides, we’ve heard nothing more from or about this Leonora.”

“But you’ll be here alone and…”

“Not exactly alone. There’s a little matter of a nine millimeter.”

“But you said she…”

“I know, but she caught me off guard in that alley. I’ll be more careful if we have another encounter.”

“You’d better be. Still, I worry about you.”

“Hey, you worry about impressing those clients. I can and will take care of myself.”

“Sure?”

“Sure,” responded Cassi.

“Well, okay. My plane leaves in the morning, but I’ll be back in three days.”

“I’ll miss you.”

“And I’ll miss you my little tramp,” said Linda pulling the petite black haired woman against her. “Now I want those lips of yours between my legs so I can get what you just got.”

“Yes, Linda,” replied Cassi smiling and running her tongue over Linda’s supple body.

The following day Cassi took Linda to the airport, She stood at one of the observation areas until the plane took off, missing her mate already. She then drove to the precinct where she and Larry tried calling medical supply houses to see what kind of pump might have been used to exsanguinate Kathy Fleming. Neither believed a real live vampire was walking the streets and especially one who extracted blood the way the Fleming woman had been drained. Although they got some long pauses and a couple of laughs when they explained what the pump might be used for, there were several medical suppliers who stocked pumps which would be powerful enough to drain the blood from a human body. However, when sales records were examined no supplier had sold a unit to anyone except hospitals or clinics and none had been reported stolen or missing.

Again the detectives were at an impasse. Another fruitless day with no progress whatsoever.

At quitting time Cassi bid Larry good night and stopped by a neighborhood cafe for a quiet meal alone. She and Linda visited the cafe often, liking both the food and the relaxed atmosphere.

Cassi chose their favorite corner table toward the back. It was somewhat secluded and not in easy earshot of any of the other diners which were few tonight. It gave her a good place to quietly run through the case in her mind to see if she and Larry might have missed something. She had ordered the salad and baked potato, her usual, and was finishing her cup of coffee when a voice jarred her our of her reverie.

“Hello Cassandra.”

The voice was low but unmistakable. Cassi gasped then reached for her service automatic. Her hand had moved only inches however when it stopped, frozen, Cassi unable to make it obey her.

Leonora, wearing a scarf and sunglasses sat down opposite the detective. She wore a long black coat which hid the striking outfit underneath.

“You may as well relax and stop trying to draw your gun. I’m in control and you’re going to do exactly as I tell you.”

“No, I won’t,” said Cassi, but there was already fear in her voice.

“Oh, you’ll try to resist and you have a strong will, but there is nothing you can do so you may as well accept it.”

Cassi felt the aura envelop her even further, its power increasing and squelching her ability to offer resistance of any kind.

“So your lover is out of town. How convenient for me.”

“How did you… ?”

“I know everything I need to know, Cassandra. I know you and your partner visited that retired medical examiner and I know he told you about attaching additional notes to his findings. And now they’re missing. How do you suppose that happened, Cassandra?” asked Leonora, smirking.

“You… ?”

“I have pawns. I think that’s a good term for them. Human expendables who I manipulate and sacrifice if necessary. They do my bidding for me. You can’t escape me and you can’t escape them, Cassandra.”

“But… why… why did you kill Kathy Fleming and that other girl thirty years ago?”

The Mobley woman. Ah yes, my night of initiation. I became Queen that night. As the new queen I was required to feed on and sacrifice a mortal. The Mobley woman was simply a part of the ritual. She was chosen because she was beautiful and as an extra nice touch, a virgin.”

“Then you didn’t even know her?”

“Never laid eyes on her before that night. She was chosen by the retiring queen as my rite of passage into queendom.”

“Queendom? What kind of queendom?”

“All in good time, my little whore.”

“And the Fleming woman?” asked Cassi.

“I thought the Fleming woman was who I was looking for, but she turned out to be a disappointment. So I simply made a meal of her.”

“You… sucked her dry of blood? How?”

“Oh, come, come, Cassandra. You caught a glimpse of that the other night.”

“Rape, yes, but…”

“Oh, I can and will rape you tonight, Cassi. After that you will become my willing whore. A pawn to be sure, but rather special and earmarked for greatness if you’re good enough.”

“And if I don’t go along with your scheme?”

“You will. You won’t be able to help yourself. But if you’re good enough, I shall only feed and fuck you. Disappoint me and I will drain you dry and discard your body like rubbish just as I did that pathetic Fleming woman.”

Cassi had been trying to keep Leonora talking in the hopes of surreptitiously working her cell phone from its cradle on her belt and dialing Larry or at least 911.

“You do keep trying, don’t you?” smiled Leonora. “I will give you credit for that. But note that you can no more use your cell phone than you could draw your gun.”

It was true. Try though she might, Cassi simply could not will her hand to move toward the phone.

“Now what? I assume you aren’t going to try anything in a public restaurant. Do we just stare each other down for the rest of the evening?”

“No, no my little whore. Actually no one else in this entire restaurant is even aware of my presence. I could stand on the table and shout at the top of my lungs and no one would even notice if I don’t want them to. As far as they are concerned you are alone at this table.” Cassi gave Leonora an incredulous look. “If you don’t believe me, call the waiter.”

Cassi motioned to the waiter, Alfredo who had worked at the cafe for several years. The middle aged man with thinning hair approached her table with a smile.

“May I get you something else, Miss Taylor?” he asked.

“My friend would like to order.”

“Oh, someone is meeting you here later,” he replied looking around.

“No, my friend sitting right there,” said Cassi, pointing to Leonora.

“You play the joke on Alfredo?” he said glancing to what for him was an empty chair.

“You… you don’t see her? You don’t see a woman sitting in that chair?”

“I… I don’t know what to say Miss Taylor. I don’t…”

Cassi’s mouth dropped open.

“It’s okay Alfredo, it… it… uh… was just a bad joke. I’m sorry.”

“Yes, miss,” answered the puzzled waiter who then retreated.

“Convinced?” smirked Leonora.

“My god,” whispered Cassi under her breath.

“So you see, humans are simply my playthings. I can manipulate them at will.”

“Not me. Maybe you can keep me from drawing my weapon, but…”

“But what, my little whore? Still think you can resist me?” Leonora’s smile was brimming with self confidence. “Shall we play a little game? Let’s see, what shall I compel you to do that you would most assuredly not want to do?” Her eyes lit up. “Ah, yes. Have you ever masturbated, brought yourself to orgasm in a public restaurant?”

“You… wouldn’t — No, I won’t!”

“Let’s see, shall we?”

A wicked smile crossed the older woman’s face and suddenly Cassi could feel the invisible force sweep over her. She was becoming aroused again, her heart beating faster, her breathing becoming labored and already she could feel the urgency building between her legs.

“You’re wet already, aren’t you Cassi?”

Cassi struggled, trying to resist while also trying not to call the attention of the other diners to herself. She felt her nipples harden and her focus began to narrow to one thing — how much she wanted — no needed to orgasm.

Please… no…” she pleaded as her hands which were suddenly no longer her own moved to her lap and tugged at the buckle of her belt.

“Face it, you are a slut, Cassandra. You want in your pants as badly as I do.”

Cassi’s eyes widened as the belt came loose. With all her inner strength Cassi willed herself to resist, to rebuckle her belt, to grab her service automatic and arrest this woman who was tormenting her. Instead, another even stronger wave of erotic and controlling power ran through her and her hand unbuttoned the top of her pants, unzipped them and inexorably began to make its way under the top of her panties. There was a small tablecloth which hung down from the circular tabletop a matter of a few inches. This afforded some, but not complete privacy as to what was happening as the other diners continued their meals as yet unaware of anything amiss. As her fingers slipped under the elastic band of her panties, Cassi again called upon every last shred of will to resist, but this was almost instantly followed by another stronger wave of Leonora’s aura.

“You’re strong, Cassi. I give you that. As a matter of fact I admire your strength. Oh, I’m infinitely stronger than you so you will do what I want, but I’m already using almost three times the amount of my power that it took to subdue the Fleming woman. Now, let’s see how good you are at hiding an orgasm.”

Fear had displaced resistance as Cassi now fully realized for the first time how helpless she was to offer any effective resistance.

“Please…” she pleaded, looking around to see if any other diners were aware of what her hand was doing.

“No, Cassi, you were so sure you could resist my power. Now you’re going to get a lesson in obeying me.”

Perspiration appeared on Cassi’s brow. She was still trying to focus on controlling her hand, preventing it from from completing the mission which Leonora had given it, but increasingly, moment by moment, Cassi’s will as well as her resistance was crumbling. Slowly her fingers made their way under the elastic band and crept downward. Cassi’s eyes met those of Leonora. Cassi’s were pleading. Leonora’s were triumphant.

An audible gasp escaped Cassi’s lips as finger met nest and despite her wishes began flitting rapidly over her enflamed clit.

“Please…” Cassi begged, but there was no response from the other woman save a smile of superiority.

Cassi, besides her weeping during orgasm, was an audible lover. She and Linda both enjoyed her moans, groans, gasps and whines as her arousal built. Now, despite her best efforts, she emitted a decided grunt as her body quivered in fevered expectation. Her other hand gripped the table so tightly she broke two nails as her body now strained for release even though Cassi was doing everything in her power to prevent an orgasm.

“My you are a strong one, aren’t you?” smiled Leonora, reaching out and simply touching Cassi’s hand.

An extra surge of power swept through her and, unable to hold back. Cassi felt the climax rush upon her.

“Ohhhhhh. noooooooo!” she cried then began weeping uncontrollably as the monstrous wave crashed over her. Her entire body shook and her eyes rolled up into her head. The orgasm was unbelievably powerful and for a few seconds completely consumed the young woman who grunted and whined quite loudly attracting the attention of the other diners as well as the waiter who started forward, at first thinking she was in distress, then seeing under the table enough to deduce what was happening.

“Miss Taylor!” he whispered fervently hurrying to her table and trying to block the view of the other diners whose reactions were anywhere from laughter to outrage.

“I… can’t… help it,” whispered Cassi. Leonora again squeezed her hand and again the avalanche swept aside all propriety and Cassi grunted loudly in release as her tears and sobs continued unabated.

“Miss Taylor!” insisted Alfredo. “Please control yourself! This is a public restaurant!”

“Oh, God, I’m cumming again!” she cried, as Leonora squeezed her hand a bit more tightly.

This third orgasm was even stronger than the first two and Cassi’s table began jumping from her death grip and the fact that her own body was spasming violently.

Alfredo gestured and the restaurant manager appeared. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave — immediately!” he said.

“But… but…” pleaded Cassi, burning with embarrassment now that Leonora had withdrawn her hand and allowed the detective to regain some modicum of composure.

“Now, madam!” hissed the manager, trying not to attract any more unwanted attention.

Cassi stood, her head down in embarrassment and self vilification. She began searching for her credit card.

“That will not be necessary,” insisted the manager, “just leave this establishment and please — do not return.”

“I’m… I’m sorry,” said Cassi.

“Just go, madam!” was his only reply. He and the waiter retreated as she gathered her purse and jacket.

“Go to your apartment. Bathe and prepare yourself for me. Wear something flimsy — something sheer. I’ll be along to fuck you when I’m ready,” Leonora ordered.

“I… won’t,” whispered Cassi, trying once more to resist.

“Oh yes you will my little whore. You’ll do anything and everything I tell you. Why? Because I have power over you now, Cassandra. Any kind of resistance will be absolutely futile. And you’ll do it because you’ve seen what I have for you between my legs. You want it and you know it. You can deny it all you want but when I knock on your door you’ll come running with your body bared and your legs spread. Now go!”

Her eyes averted downward in shame, Cassi hurried past the unbelieving eyes of the other diners and out onto the street. The thought of calling Larry again surfaced but was quickly washed away by the aura which now seemed to surround her. Almost as in a daze she made her way to the apartment. Again she challenged the power but it was simply too great. She found herself stripping and bathing, applying cologne and although she tried to avoid the dresser where she kept the lingerie she often wore to please Linda, she found herself selecting her most flimsy set of flesh colored diaphanous bra and panties, the sheerness of which hid nothing, her areolas and nipples as well as her pubic hair and labial lips clearly visible through the virtually non existent material. Spike heels completed the outfit she felt Leonora would want her to wear.

Although she hated herself for it, she stood in front of the mirror and primped, making herself as near perfect as possible for the monster she detested, yet inexplicably lusted for.

As she turned, the bulb in the bedroom table lamp suddenly blew with a bright flash. In that instant, Cassi noted something. The all powerful aura which surrounded her had, at the moment her attention was distracted, decreased, as if Cassi’s sudden attention to the unexpected flash had directed the aura to reach out and envelop the lamp as well weakening its effect on the lovely detective somewhat. The effect was only for a moment however and Cassi found herself once again enveloped totally by Leonora’s power.

As she obediently dimmed the lights, lighted candles and put soft music on the stereo, she tried diverting her mind suddenly to other things to see if she could duplicate what just happened. Although there was some effect, it was not nearly as pronounced as it had been when the distraction had been so sudden and unexpected and it certainly was not enough to allow Cassi to disobey her instructions from Leonora.

Try though she might, Cassi could not put the image of what she had seen in the alley from her mind. As much as she hated to admit it, Leonora was right. Cassi was captivated by the thought of having the vampire empale her with such an imposing weapon.

Could she take it? Would she meet the same fate as Kathy Fleming? She wondered. Leonora had now twice mentioned plans for her, more than a simple lethal meal. But what could she mean? What plans could she possibly have in mind? The power of the aura around her, her lust for Leonora’s ravishing her and now this curiosity as what her fate might be at the hands of the beautiful and captivating vampire drove her to inspect the bedroom again to make sure everything was in order including the burning of some erotic incense and chilling a bottle of wine. She had no idea if Leonora cared about such things but she was driven by an urgency to please this mysterious woman who had become her mistress.

Cassi had just finished douching for the second time to assure her freshness for her mysterious and irresistible lover when there was a knock at the door.

Cassi realized that Leonora was correct in every aspect of how the young detective would respond. She was rushing, almost running to answer the beckoning of the woman who might well kill her before the night was over.

Opening the door wide, Cassi bathed in Leonora’s power and approving eye.

“My you are a lovely whore, aren’t you?” observed the vampire.

“I…” Cassi wanted deep within to tell Leonora to go screw herself, but Cassi herself knew that those feelings were being buried deeper and deeper within her and would soon disappear altogether. “… thank you,” was all she could mange in reply.

Cassi closed the door behind them and Leonora stepped into the living room, observing everything, missing nothing.

“Candlelight and soft music. If I didn’t know better i’d swear you were trying to get yourself fucked, Cassandra.”

“Cassi lowered her head. She knew Leonora was right, yet she hated herself for being too weak to resist the woman’s aura.

“Are you wet, Cassandra?”

“I… yes,” came the weak reply.

“Then stand against the wall!”

“But the bedroom…”

“We’ll make use of it later. Right now I want you standing up.”

Cassi backed against the wall, fear now mixed with arousal. Leonora dropped her coat to the floor. She wore a hooded robe as before except this one was royal blue satin.

“You want what’s between my legs, don’t you, Cassandra?”

Cassi was again burning up with desire. She was frightened by what the monstrous shaft would do to her yet that fear seems only to heighten the desire which was rapidly turning her into a mindless nymphomaniac. There was only the slightest hesitation before she answered, “… Yes — PLEASE!”

“You’re a beautiful woman, Cassandra. Now take off your bra and panties and show me what I’m about to get.”

Her body now burning with desire as Leonora increased the power of her erotic aura, Cassi literally tore at the garments and shoes until she stood naked before her seductress.

“Ah yes, very nice Cassandra — very nice. Now let me show you what you’re about to get.”

Although she had caught a glimpse of it in the alley that night, Cassi still gasped when Leonora untied the robe and let it fall. Her body was exquisite, perfect in every composition and proportion. Breasts that dwarfed Cassi’s yet were firm and still rode high, a tiny waist giving way to full firm hips, long curvaceous thighs and legs and tiny ankles and feet. Yet none of that mattered to Cassi. She was spellbound, in total awe of the ramrod which quivered in full erection even longer and larger in girth than she had remembered.

“Are you ready, Cassi?” said Leonora running her hands through Cassi’s hair. “Are you ready for the fuck of your life?”

“Are… are you going to kill me?” Cassi asked weakly.

“Does it matter as long as you get this inside you?”

“… No,” came the weak reply.

“Well, whether you shall burn brightly but quickly like Kathy Fleming or survive to receive this gift on other occasions depends solely on how good a fuck you are. You’ve already shown me how strong a will you have. Now prove to me what a good fuck you are.”

All reason suddenly left the petite detective. She wanted this, she needed this and she needed to prove herself. What else was needed to turn her into a wanton whore?

As Leonora moved against her, Cassi’s arms embraced her, her mouth surrendering to her seductress Leonora’s unusually long tongue penetrating her mouth and into Cassi’s willing throat, then back into Cassi’s mouth where both drank heavily of the other.

Deep within the recesses of her mind, Cassi was aware that she was about to be raped and was being forced against her will, but the aura of Leonora had repressed Cassi’s will and conscience so far inward that it no longer mattered. Cassi belonged to her now and, despite her intense resistance, had become her willing slave, her pawn, her whore.

“Now spread them!” ordered the vampire.

Cassi complied even though she was sill petrified of the size of the shaft she was about to be empaled upon. Since Cassi was so much shorter than Leonora, the older woman, with surprising strength, placed her hands at Cassi’s waist and lifted her from the floor. Cassi, suspended, her feet six inches from the floor, her back firmly against the wall, gasped aloud as the head of the monstrous penis made contact with her comparatively tiny labia.

“I… I can’t… I can’t take that…” was all she could manage.

“Oh, you’ll take it all right because first I intend to punish you, to see just how much you can take. Then, if you’ve been good enough I’ll give you more pleasure than you’ve ever imagined.”

“But… it’s so big! I can’t possibly…”

“You don’t give yourself enough credit, Cassi. Just do what a whore does best. Open yourself!”

Even though the fear was intense, Leonora’s aura had driven Cassi into a sexual frenzy. She spread herself as widely as possible. Leonora’s lips closed on hers again and Cassi’s scream of pain was muffled as the vampire unleashed a mighty thrust and violated the young woman with almost half the length of her penile weapon.

The pain was unbelievably excruciating. Cassi felt as if she were being ripped apart. As Linda’s plaything she had taken plenty of oversized

dildos but never anything which even remotely approached the size of the colossus invading her now. Her tears now were of pain only. There could be no pleasure here, only the gut wrenching, mind numbing pain as her body was stretched to dimensions nature never intended. Another powerful thrust from Leonora, another scream smothered by her kiss, then another and another. Cassi was hysterical with pain.

As Cassi whined and grunted with the pounding, Leonora smirked. “Better prepare yourself my little whore. I’ve got another six inches for you!”

“No… IIIIIIIIEEEEEE!” screamed Cassi until her lips were again covered. She would long since have fainted with the pain but Leonora, with her aura, was denying the suffering woman the blessed relief of unconsciousness.

“You’re going to take it all, Cassandra. Every last inch!”

At that moment Leonora rammed the helpless woman full of her cock, their pubic hair mingling as the ramrod disappeared entirely into the screaming young woman.

“Now you’ve got it all! You see what a whore you are, Cassandra?”

Cassi, mindless with both pain and sexual desire could only accept the vampire’s words as true. Because of a sexual lust she could not control, she had opened herself to this unimaginable abuse.

At that moment Leonora dampened the effect of her aura, gave a last massive thrust and Cassi, a final scream on her lips, fainted dead away, her head lolling from side to side, arms dangling like a marionette with its strings cut, as her tormentor continued to thrust making sure the woman, even in unconsciousness was punished.

At last Leonora withdrew and let the unconscious woman slid down the wall onto the floor in a heap. She looked down at the beautiful but now totally defeated young woman whose body lay ingloriously, arms and legs splayed in every direction, reminiscent of a raggedy ann doll discarded by a child who had outgrown it and cast it aside. She seated herself on the couch.

“Damn,” breathed Leonora to herself, “you are good Cassandra. No one else had ever taken as much pain as I inflicted on you tonight and survived. I like that inner strength in you. Now let’s see how good a whore you are.”

Leonora’s thoughts went out to the young detective and Cassi began to regain consciousness. She grabbed herself. Moans and groans mixed with sobs and whines.

“Yes, I’ve stretched you so you can accommodate me. You’re nice and tight, Cassandra. Or at least you were. You’ll still be tight enough if you’re woman enough to please me.”

Cassi, still in tremendous pain was now completely powerless in the presence of the omnipotent vampire.

“Come here, my little whore. Crawl to me on your hands and knees. Or shall I give you another lesson in obedience?”

“Oh, God. Please no!” begged the defeated and demoralized woman.

“Well?” smiled Leonora.

Slowly Cassi crawled to the couch.

Now,” said Leonora, smiling triumphantly, “who are you?”

Cassi could simply take no more. She had fought the vampire in every way she knew yet her mind and body were on the verge of collapse. Another rape and she would die. Of that she was sure. She was also sure Leonora would not hesitate if she did not surrender herself completely. “I said who are you?” repeated Leonora impatiently.

“I’m… I’m your whore,” came Cassi’s almost inaudible reply, her eyes cast downward in defeat.

“And who am I?” demanded the vampire.

“You… are my queen.”

“Then pleasure me you little whore.”

Leonora offered the still erect lance to Cassi’s mouth. The younger woman had almost as much trouble getting her mouth around the huge phallus as she had had in accommodating it in her nest. But Cassi, driven by the renewed power of Leonora’s aura became crazed and insatiable once again. She, of course, could not deep throat such a lance, but she took it as far as she could and her tongue, coupled with her ability to suck the massive head, brought pleasure to the vampire.

“So, you’re a cocksucker as well as a lesbian. How interesting. You’ve passed the test of toughness, Cassandra. Oh, you succumbed as they all do, but I’ve had to use much more of my power on you than any other human I’ve encountered. Now it’s time to find out how good a whore you are. Come up here.”

Cassi got to her feet briefly then straddled Leonora, sitting on her lap facing the alluring vampire.

“Now let’s see how well you fuck.”

Cassi raised up momentarily to allow Leonora to position the pile driver, then lowered herself upon it. There was still pain but now it was at least manageable and Cassi could concentrate on the erotic rather the sadistic aspects of accommodating such an oversized phallus. Plus Leonora was using her aura to increase Cassi’s arousal to a feverish pitch. The young woman began humping the huge phallus with all her might, almost flying into the air then descending with a grunt to take it completely within her.

“That’s it my little whore. Take it all! Ah, yes! Now feel it Cassandra feel my sucker as it attaches itself to your clit!”

The orgasm was instantaneous. Cassi screamed and began bucking like a bronco rider as her clitoris was covered and the exsanguination began.

“Oh, Oh, OHHHHHHH!” cried Cassi as a second orgasm swept over her, tears streaming down her face, sobs of ecstasy filling the room.

“Cum again my little whore. Ah! Your blood is so warm, so sweet!”

Cassi was hardly even aware of the blood loss. Her total focus was upon the stimulation her clit was receiving and the extreme level of arousal at which Leonora was keeping her. She again became as a rag doll, her arms flailing the air, head lolling senselessly, eyes rolling back in her head and toes curling while the rest of her body quivered as it maddeningly rose and fell on the giant shaft.

Again Cassi came. And again. Each progressively stronger. With each climax her weeping, grunting and whining were louder, more pronounced, her body more out of control. Cassi’s vagina was spasming continually now, her entire body quivering and shaking as one explosive climax followed another.

It would be easy, thought Leonora, to continue to feed on her, suck her dry and leave her a lifeless heap on the floor as she had done with so many others over the years. Yet she reminded herself that this woman was special with a unique role to play and time was limited.

Reluctantly she released the young woman from the total power of her aura. She smiled as Cassi continued to hump her, evidence that Leonora no longer needed to exert much power at all to control her pawn.

“Enough!” she ordered and Cassi, filled with a final explosive orgasm fainted from fatigue and sheer delight.

Leonora withdrew and allowed Cassi to slump over onto the couch. A slight tweak of her mind and Cassi began to regain consciousness.

“Please, my queen take me again!” pleaded Cassi. There was no need now for Leonora to arouse the woman with her aura. Cassi, as did every human once they had been taken by the vampire, was in a constant state of arousal to experience what only Leonora could provide.

“All in good time, my little whore. Right now there are more important matters.”

“What matters?”

“I have decided. You are worthy. You are strong, intelligent and you fuck like a snake. ”

“I… I don’t understand.”

“I am queen of my brood. Despite my looks, however, I have reached the age for a new queen to be crowned. I have chosen you.”

“Me? But I’m human. I’m not a vampire.”

A smile crossed Leonora’s lps.

“Oh, you soon will be. All I need do is cum in you and my DNA will gradually replace yours, especially after you give birth.”

“Will I…” began Cassi timidly.

“Yes, you will grow a penis within the next few weeks in addition to retaining that lovely vagina of yours. Perhaps it will grow as large as mine, perhaps not, but it will certainly be larger than any mere human’s. And you will feed just as I do.”

“But I have no desire to become a vampire.”

“Not now, but you will. As my DNA replaces yours you will develop the instinctive desire to feed and control your brood.

“Then you were feeding on Kathy Fleming?”

“Yes and no. From what I had read and heard of her I actually thought she might make a good pawn, But she was weak, far too weak. I could have kept her under my control, I call them pawns — humans I feed upon but do not kill. I use them to do my bidding. But my brood is large enough that any pawn I take now must be special. So, when I discovered how weak she really was, I simply fed on her. Her blood was hot, but I must say not as hot as yours.”

“But what about… ?”

“Your Hollywood notions of vampires?” smiled Leonora. “The only aspect of the legend which is correct is that we feed on humans. Yes, I have the power of the aura with which I can control and even render myself invisible to others, but changing into bats and flying about, burning up in sunlight or any of the other cinematic myths are just that, myths. Yes, I can be killed with a stake through my heart but I can also be killed by being hit by a truck or contracting a deadly disease. And yes, although I live somewhat longer than humans, I age and die. Despite how I appear, I am actually nearing seventy-one. That is why I have chosen you to become the new queen.”

“But what if I’m not fit to become queen?”

“Oh, you are fit. I have seen to that. You have the very qualities I seek. Despite how you feel at the moment, you will come to desire being queen, especially once you experience feeding and the power you have over humans.”

“Who are you, Leonora? Where do you come from?”

“Our origins are rooted in middle Europe but lost to the obscurity of time. We have existed in many guises among you humans: Gypsies in Europe, Circus and carnival performers in America. Of more recent times, we have even joined the elite of modern society.”

“You mentioned your brood.”

“Those I control. The number varies but it usually numbers about a hundred.”

“All of them under your control?”

“Yes. Once they have been fed upon they obey without question which means I no longer have to expend as much energy controlling them. The only time I must exert complete control is before I have fed on them.”

“Like me.”

“Like you.”

“But I still feel…”

“That you detest me? Yes, but you also lust for what I can provide. I arouse you Cassandra like you’ve never been aroused before. Is that not true?”

Cassi hung her head. “… Yes.”

“I can use my power to control you at any time but I don’t need to. You’re sense of eroticism and lust for me now that I’ve taken you, coupled with your need to be dominated, will keep you in my service for as long as I wish. But, as I have said, I have bigger plans for you.”

Cassi knew it was true. The thought flashed through her mind to try to get to her service automatic or cell phone and, just like at the restaurant, she found herself unable to do so. The difference was that now Leonora no longer needed to use her power. Cassi had become her subservient slave and would remain so as long as Leonora desired.

“Why do I feel this way, hating you, yet knowing that I will do whatever you command.”

“Because I have fed on you. You have tasted the unimaginable pleasure of sex with a vampire. There is no other experience a human can have which even comes close. Couple that with the fact that you have a very strong need to be dominated and you’re mine Cassi — mind, body and soul.”

“But I don’t want that.”

“It doesn’t matter what you want. What maters is what I want. And I want you, first as my whore and later as queen.”

“But…”

“Ah, still you try to resist. It’s a part of your strength. Yet you will need to learn that you belong to me now. Perhaps a final lesson of the evening to prove that to you.”

“What do you mean?””

“I have told you that as soon as I cum in you I will both impregnate you and begin the physiological conversion of human to vampire. Gradually everything which is human about you except for your outward appearance, will disappear and you will become one of us. As you feed this will also hasten your transformation. Now, having told you this your natural human reaction should be to resist my advances since I fully intend to impregnate you tonight. But watch how you respond, Cassandra.”

Leonora simply smiled a seductive smile. Aware she didn’t need it, she was no longer using her aura, only the physical and psychological seduction to which she had alluded.

“Cassandra, I want you to lie back on the couch and put your legs over my shoulders. I want to get as far into you as possible. Then I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to cum in you — and when I do my potent seed will have you pregnant within minutes.” She smiled again. Well, my little whore?”

Cassi knew at some intellectual level that she must somehow resist, not allow this queen vampire to impregnate her. A voice within her shouted for her to deny the queen’s wish, to run, to flee, to call for help,, anything but succumb to the desires which were pulling at her. She could feel the arousal building, but this time the aura had nothing to do with it. She had simply never ever experienced anything like the feel of that monstrous phallus and the eroticism of the naked vampire queen, so seductive, so erotic, so compelling, so dominant.

Her inner voice cried out to resist, but her emotions cried out even louder. She wanted it — the sex and the dominance, more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She wanted to remain conflicted, but as she grabbed her ankles and pulled them back on either side of her head she knew she could no more resist than she could stop a speeding locomotive.

“I’m yours my queen,” she said as Leonora positioned herself and Cassi’s legs fell across the gorgeous shoulders.

Again Cassi screamed as Leonora fell upon her like a predator upon its prey. Two powerful strokes and the vampire was completely within the smaller woman who was helpless to resist. Although no longer using the sucker to extract Cassi’s blood, Leonora’s phallus was still so large that it provided plenty of stimulation and so Cassi began climaxing immediately. She no longer cared about resistance or decorum. the only thing on her mind now was pleasing her queen. She moaned. She groaned. She cried and she screamed while her body rose to meet the powerful thrusts of her seductress.

“Yes, Leonora. Take it! TAKE IT!” she screamed as multiple orgasms swept her small body.

Leonora was enjoying her new found whore. Cassandra was at last surrendering totally both her mind and body. She knew how to give pleasure and she was holding back nothing. Her body was humping uncontrollably as, in her sensual hysteria, she gave her queen every part of herself.

“Put it in my ass, Leonora. Please! I want to give it to you!”

“Not now, my sweet little whore, I’d rip you apart.”

“I don’t care! Fuck me my queen. Fuck me to death if you will, but fuck me in every hole I have!

The vampire smiled. “I have no intention of killing you, Cassandra. I have plans for you. Besides the hole i’m in is most important at the moment. Fuck me harder you little slut and I’ll cum in you!”

“Yes! YES!” screamed Cassi, redoubling her efforts, using her over stretched vaginal muscles to constrict and give Leonora even more pleasure as the detective began a rapid spasming of her entire body to let Leonora know how much pleasure her small body could bring her seductress.

“Hmmm, yes I like that! Keep it up and keep cumming my little whore.”

Cassi dug into her reserves of energy and degradation as the orgasms were continuing to come in multiples.

“Cum in me my queen! Please, cum in your little whore.!”

“Ummm, yes I think I shall. Such a tight little whore you are Cassandra. Shall I make you pregnant?”

“Yes, my queen. Fill me with your seed. Breed me! BREED ME!”

Leonora bent over and the kiss was the most powerful and passionate yet, tongues desperately searching to drink of the other as the vampire’s body readied itself for Cassi’s ultimate debasement/surrender.

Leonora’s orgasm was met with Cassi’s own multiple climax. Cassi could feel the huge shaft shudder and release again and again and she could feel the semen squirting against the sides of her womb, filling her with Leonora’s potent semen. Both women climaxed again and Cassi still a third time before she fainted from the exertion and ecstasy.

Leonora smiled as she withdrew from the unconscious woman. She noticed some semen dripping from Cassi’s once tight nest as the younger woman moaned, her eyes fluttered and she fell back into a deep exhausted sleep

“Ha, you weren’t large enough to hold it all. That’s all right my little whore, you’ve got more than enough in you to do the job. Before long you shall take your place and the brood shall have a new queen.” She rose to leave then turned back to look down on her conquest. “Sleep well my little wh… Cassandra. There is so much you do not yet know, so much which will turn your life upside down before you assume your rightful place as queen.”

Cassi whimpered in her sleep and curled into the fetal position. Leonora smiled down at her and took an afghan from the back of a chair and draped it over the sleeping woman. For one brief moment there was a look of tenderness in those black orbs, then the moment was past the eyes once again turned to ice and Leonora turned and walked from the apartment.

 

Chapter 7

“I am the one who should succeed you. I should be queen!” The woman stared Leonora directly in the eyes as the two stood in Leonora’s plush seventeenth floor apartment.

“Don’t be absurd. I have made my choice.”

“And violated the code. I was first born.”

Leonora smirked at the younger woman.

“By a mere thirty-two seconds.”

“But you broke the code nonetheless. You know queens may bear only a single female to succeed them. By rights Cassandra should have been put to death as soon as she was delivered and I should be the one bearing your child.”

“I will admit to the indiscretion. A lapse on my part. Call it the mothering instinct which overrode my sense of prudence. But be that as it may, I kept you both alive and allowed you to grow up in human society as is called for in the code.”

“But the code calls for…”

“Don’t lecture me on the code. The code makes no allowance for two offspring. And since there is, it is my decision which of you I shall choose to succeed me.”

The younger woman was furious. “She’s weak. Look how easy she was…”

“No, not easy. Cassandra has a strong will. What she also possesses is a desire to be dominated. That has come from her human upbringing; some weakness perhaps in the humans who raised her.”

“But a weakness nonetheless.”

“Yes and one I shall remedy before she takes my throne.”

“But why, Mother? Why her and not me?”

“Because while you are admittedly stronger than Cassandra, you are also reckless. We vampires may individually be stronger than humans but collectively they could still overwhelm our relatively small numbers, wipe us out if they ever knew we were living among and feeding on them.

Your brazen past is enough to assure me I have made the right choice.”

“A queen must be fearless!”

“Fearless, yes, but not foolish. I could never trust you to protect your own brood let alone the other broods around the world. You enjoy the high life too much. You skirt the borders of impropriety and call attention to yourself. A queen must be discrete.”

“That’s BS and we both know it, Mother. You’re just afraid I’ll surpass your reputation and become the greatest of vampire queens.”

“Of that I would be proud. What I am afraid of is that you will bring about the downfall of vampires everywhere.”

The daughter could see this line of argument was getting nowhere so she decided to change tack.

“Have you told her — everything?”

“If you refer to the fact that she is of vampire blood, then no, not everything. But all of it shall be revealed to her — in its own good time.”

“And what of the code, Mother? Does she know it was her own mother who raped and impregnated her?”

“She has had enough to comprehend for the moment. That too she will be told eventually. You know full well the bloodline must be preserved.”

“There are others who could strengthen the bloodline. Men, even who…”

“Whose power mongering would mean nothing less than the downfall of what we have worked so hard to build over countless generations. Better that the bloodline go untainted.”

“But incest, copulating with your own daughter?”

“It is the means by which royal bloodlines are maintained. You come in here spouting the code and in the next breath are challenging it.”

“And if Cassandra were to find out she is carrying her own mother’s child?”

“I might remind you,” said Leonora, “that you have your own indiscretions which you wish to keep secret. You are treading on thin ice.”

“Perhaps I should simply do what you should have done at birth.”

“Oh, are you going to commit suicide?” asked Leonora, with venom in her voice. “You touch one hair on her head and there will be nowhere on this earth you can hide. I will find you and I will see you suffer unbelievably before I finally kill you.”

“I too have powerful friends, Mother.”

“Like Vanessa? Oh, don’t act so surprised. I know you’ve been coddling up to her. You’d better watch yourself. Vanessa is a powerful queen, but very much like yourself absolutely ruthless.”

“She hates you almost as much as you hate her.”

“I am aware she would do almost anything to discredit me, even to bring down my queendom. But she knows that I too can be ruthless. That is why her attempts are always covert in nature. She much prefers to have others do her bidding for her.”

“At least she recognizes who should be queen of this brood.”

“Silence! I am giving you a chance — a chance to walk out that door alive. You may continue to live the life of a human — career, marriage, even children.”

“A human career, human marriage, human children! Of what satisfaction would that be?”

“At least you would never have to bear the weight of an entire brood on your shoulders. And you would never have to be looking over your shoulder constantly for saboteurs, even assassins.”

“You are old, Mother. If the burden is too great, step down and let someone younger, someone more capable take over.”

“That I shall and that someone shall be Cassandra.”

“When will she undergo trial by council?”

“Soon. As you well know she must undergo the trial as soon as the transformation is complete.”

“She’ll never survive.”

“She’ll survive. Why do you think I raped her so viciously? If she can survive me, she can survive anyone the council may designate.”

The daughter’s eyes were daggers. “You’re making a big mistake, Mother.”

“We’ll see who’s making the mistake.”

The younger woman turned on her heel, then paused at the door.

“Is she moving in with you?”

“No, I find it much more delicious to have her continue to live with her “girlfriend” and cheat by sneaking off to have me fuck her.”

The daughter smiled viciously. “You are a real work, Mother.”

“Like mother, like daughter,” replied Leonora.

And with that the younger woman disappeared out the door.

 

Chapter 8

“Oh, how I missed you,” gushed Cassi, hugging Linda as she entered the concourse after deplaning. They would have kissed but discretion dictated a somewhat less overt display of affection. Not that either would have minded except that while word of such an affair would have had little or no impact on Linda’s career, it would have ended Cassi’s. The police department was still quite homophobic, especially her Captain who while he could not fire her directly would have made life miserable enough that Cassi would have eventually had to resign. So the hug would have to be enough for the moment. They collected Linda’s bags and made their way to the car. Pulling out into traffic, Cassi looked over to her companion.

“How was the showing?”

“Fantastic! I got a lot of ideas and more than that I made a couple of contacts which should prove invaluable. And, saving the best for last, I got the contract with Moliere and Sons.”

“Wonderful! I can’ tell you how proud I am of you!”

“And how about your weekend?” asked Linda.

There was but a moment’s hesitation. Cassi could, of course, reveal nothing of what had really happened. She felt guilty in lying to her companion but what else could she do?

“Oh, we continued to work on the Fleming case, but so far nothing. We’re really stymied.”

“You mean you didn’t have anyone over to the apartment while I was gone?” asked the redhead playfully. They often kidded each other about other women. “Let’s see, I got so lonesome that I invited two blondes and a brunette to my room where we engaged in all sorts of debauchery.” She laughed, expecting Cassi to top her story with one of Cassi’s own. When Cassi was strangely silent, Linda looked over to the smaller woman. “Well, how many women and don’t spare the details,” she giggled. Again, Cassi was silent until, knowing that Linda was expecting some kind of response blurted out.

“Let’s skip the repartee and talk about other things, okay?”

“Uh, sure,” said the redhead in a confused voice.

That night and for the next several days Cassi begged off from lovemaking using her period as an excuse. Linda, ever the patient lover, was content to simply hold the smaller woman in her arms as they slept. The erotic aura of Leonora was a constant companion and reminder to Cassi of what she longed to have again. She hesitated to make love with Linda, knowing how disappointed she would now be with anyone who was not Leonora. At last however she could make no more excuses and it seemed as if Linda was becoming suspicious, so the two tumbled in bed together until the wee hours. Cassi had also been concerned that she may have been permanently stretched by Leonora’s oversized phallus, but if Linda noticed anything she was silent on the matter seeming to enjoy their coupling as much as ever. Cassi found the experience pleasant but far less satisfying than before, but she managed several real orgasms and faked the rest. At least Linda seemed as satisfied as always.

Guilt was becoming Cassi’s constant companion, eating at her even as her arousal levels were rising in anticipation of another tryst with Leonora.

She and Larry were getting nowhere with usual police procedures. She had tried countless times to tell him everything, reveal all she knew and bring an end to Leonora’s reign and the vampire brood, yet each time Leonora’s aura was there to stifle her along with her own slavish devotion to the vampire queen and the amazing, unbelievable sex she provided. So Cassi played dumb and the investigation went nowhere. At last, she decided once and for all to protect her queen (she found the term awkward, even archaic) yet day by day she grew more loyal, more slavishly devoted to the vampire.

“Maybe we better relegate this one to the cold case file and move on,” she suggested.

“What? This from the detective who would rather have her entrails pulled out than give up on a case? What gives?”

“It’s just that we’re getting nowhere. We haven’t had a decent break on this case and no prospects. We’ve got other cases waiting on us; cases which we have a lot better prospects of solving.”

“Well, I’ve got to agree with you there. I just never thought I’d hear you say that.”

“If anything turns up in the meantime, we can always reopen it,” she added, knowing full well she would see that nothing did.

And with that the Kathy Fleming case went into the files as unsolved and the department moved on to more pressing cases.

 

Chapter 9

Within days Cassi began to feel the new growth and it wasn’t the baby. She checked the mirror to find that just above her vagina a new appendage was taking shape. She again made excuses with Linda to prevent her companion from discovering the physiological change which was taking place. Each day it grew until a week later it would rival any human male on the planet. Still it grew until, although not quite as large as Leonora’s, it would still give any woman pause as to whether she could accommodate it. She purchased a man’s supporter in order to hold it in check well enough so the bulge would not show under her pant suits.

She did not yet show any signs of her pregnancy. Perhaps, she thought, its vampire origins might preclude the usual symptoms. What she did notice however was that she was not only well endowed but quite capable of experiencing male as well as female arousal.

Cassi was very much aware that not only was she changing physiologically but that psychological changes were occurring in her as well. Since meeting Linda, she had never seriously even looked at another woman until Leonora used the power of her aura to seduce her. Now, however, she found that not only did she lust for the vampire queen but other attractive women were becoming alluring to her as well and she was beginning to experience an unidentifiable hunger for sex and… no, that was something she just could not accept. She fought it, but day by day the hunger grew in her.

She became aware of her growing power one afternoon at the precinct when an especially attractive attorney from the D.A.’s office stopped by with a search warrant for another case they were working on. Larry was out following up a related lead and Cassi had agreed to stay behind and collect the warrant.

The shapely black woman was wearing a relatively conservative but smartly tailored pantsuit, heels and blouse opened at the collar which revealed the beginning of some well developed cleavage.

Cassi started to rise until she realized her own pants were bulging noticeably despite the supporter she wore. She pretended to drop something on the floor and quickly sat back down, fumbled around on the floor a moment and shook the woman’s hand while seated.

“Amy Caldwell,” said the lovely black haired beauty smiling and offering her hand.

“Cassi Taylor,” answered the detective taking the delicate hand in hers. Cassi smiled as well but the reason for her smile was twofold. Outwardly it appeared as a simple cordial smile of introduction, but Cassi was suddenly aware of yet one more change in her since Leonora had fed upon her. She, like her vampire queen, was developing an aura. Not yet nearly as strong as Leonora’s, it was nevertheless already potent in affecting humans.

The attorney almost gasped as their hands touched. Eyes caught and held for an extended moment and Cassi could see how disconcerted the attorney had become. Amy’s heart had begun to race and her arousal quickly peaked. Heterosexual though she was, Amy was suddenly and inexplicably sexually drawn to the detective. She felt a slight quiver of sensual anticipation run over her as a drop of perspiration appeared on her upper lip. Her nipples hardened and she had to suppress the urge to rub her body against the luscious female sitting across the desk from her. Cassi, despite herself, was also caught up in the moment, realizing for the first time what power she was acquiring over humans. She knew her power extended to males as well, but like any vampire queen, her real interest was in human females.

“I… uh… brought the warrant.” stammered Amy.

“Yes, thanks. Why don’t you sit down.”

The attractive attorney had actually been in a hurry with several other pressing items on her agenda, but when she heard Cassi’s invitation she found herself sitting in order to remain close to the object of her sudden affection.

Cassi felt a surge of satisfaction run through her, suddenly aware of the thrill that acquiring the power an aura would afford. She had no intention of harming the woman in any way but she simply could not resist the urge to examine how far her newly acquired gift could extend.

“So, you’re married,” said Cassi noticing the ring.

“Yes, six months.”

“Happily?”

“Yes, Tom and I are very happy.”

“Sexually?”

Amy was stunned by the question but Cassi’s aura assured she would answer. “I… of course.”

But Cassi read the hesitation, knew that all was not well in the marital bedroom.

“Then you’d never think of… trying something different.”

“Of… of course not!”

We shall see, Cassi thought to herself.

“You’re very attractive, Amy.” The voice was low so as not to be overheard in the busy precinct office, but for the attorney it was compelling, seductive.

“Thank you. I…” she stammered. Despite herself, Amy’s rapt attention roved over Cassi and back to her eyes.

“Like what you see?”

Mortified, the attorney was almost tongue tied. “Yes, no, I mean… you’re beautiful.”

Cassi was enjoying herself even though it was at the other woman’s expense. There would be no real harm done, so she continued to see how far she could go.

“You’re hot for me aren’t you, amy?”

“No, I…”

“Don’t lie to me, Amy.”

“But I’m not lesbian.”

“Then why are your panties wet all of a sudden. They are wet aren’t they?”

“… Yes,” was the quiet reply.

Cassi realized the attorney was responding the same way she did when Leonora first confronted her.

“You’d like to give them to me, wouldn’t you? ”

“No… I mean… yes.”

“Good. The restroom is over there. Go take them off, then come back here and give them to me.”

Cassi could see the hesitation in the woman’s eyes. She wasn’t aware of how she was doing it, but she felt the intensity of her aura increase. Amy stood and took a step or two then she turned, looked back and saw the confidence on Cassi’s face. Turning again she hurried across the precinct room and disappeared into the restroom.

Moments later she reappeared and quickly came back and seated herself across the desk. She reached into her purse, waded the damp panties into her hand and reached across the desk. Shame and embarrassment were plastered across her face as Cassi reached out and took them. Cassi thought once of dangling them for the whole precinct to see, but there was no reason to humiliate the woman even more so she kept them tightly waded in her own hand until she put them safely into her purse.

“Are they thongs?”

“… Yes.”

“Now I have something to remember you by. Maybe I’ll wear them now and then and think of you. And I’d like to give you something to remember me by as well. Put your hand on the desk.”

Amy complied, aware that men and women were working nearby even though none seemed aware of what was going on between the attorney and the detective. Cassi casually placed her hand on Amy’s. Her aura was strong but not yet strong enough to accomplish what she wanted without physically touching the young woman. That power would come in time but for the moment she smiled as she saw the reaction.

Amy’s mouth dropped open as her full arousal was instantaneous. She made to pull her hand away but Cassi willed otherwise and the attorney was helpless. Cassi could see the perspiration appear on the woman’s brow and her lip tremble as she fought what was rapidly building inside her.

“Pleeeeeese,” she whispered, but Cassi simply continued to smile as the tidal wave reached full crest and crashed down on the hapless woman.

Women are better at faking orgasms when they don’t have them than they are are pretending not to have one when they do. Amy used every bit of her reserve to quell the climax. Not totally successful however, her body quivered as if a sudden and frightful chill had overtaken her, her eyelids fluttered rapidly and a suppressed low moan escaped her lips. Luckily for her there was so much ambient room noise that no one seemed to notice although the attorney was terrified, sure everyone in the room was aware of what was happening. Her panic only increased as Cassi willed another and Amy shivered her way though a second climax.

At last Cassi withdrew her hand, amazed at her own ability while the attorney tried to recapture some semblance of control. Cassi realized she had thoroughly embarrassed the woman and although she reveled in her new found power, she realized it had been at the young woman’s expense. Feeling the need to make amends, Cassi looked Amy directly in the eye.

“Ever felt anything like that?”

“I… no… never. I… I’ve never had an orgasm with Tom,” was the downcast reply.

“Well you will. From now on when you and your husband make love, you will experience multiple orgasms of even greater intensity than those you experienced here. Do you understand?”

“… Yes.”

“Good. Now run along. I have work to do.”

Amy rose, totally confused. “You can do that?”

“Of course. If I can make you climax here why should your bedroom be any different?”

The attorney, still stunned by the events of the last few minutes turned to leave.

“Oh, and Amy, thanks for the search warrant.”

“You’re… you’re welcome — And thank you!” Amy smiled broadly, anxious to get home and in bed with her husband.

Cassi watched Amy disappear through the doorway. She wasn’t at all sure her aura could deliver on her promise over such a distance, but she was also aware of the power of suggestion. It wouldn’t surprise her if indeed Amy began experiencing a rapturous relationship with her husband.

That was naughty of you, she thought to herself — and giggled a bit.

Later that afternoon not long before quitting time, she was told she had a call on line one.

“Taylor,” she answered.

“Tonight, eight o’clock.”

The voice was unmistakable. Leonora was summoning her. Cassi’s panties were instantly wet with only the sound of her queen’s voice. She listened intently as the address was given then cupped her hand around the mouthpiece so her words would not be overheard.

“Yes, my queen.”

The line clicked to silence and Cassi noticed that her nipples were erect with arousal. She also noticed that her nipples were not the only things which were erect.

 

Chapter 10

Cassi found the address of the plush apartment building, impatiently waited as the elevator slowly crawled to the seventeenth floor, and rang the doorbell. Anticipation sent shivers through her as she waited for a response. At last the door opened and Cassi’s heart jumped to see her queen once again. Clad in the ever-present robe the hood laid back on her shoulders, Leonora smiled and motioned Cassi to enter.

As the two women undressed the changes in Cassi could hardly go unnoticed.

“So,” chuckled Leonora, “I see you’re rapidly becoming one of us.”

“Yes my queen. There are times when I don’t know exactly what to do with it.,” smiled Cassi.

“You will!” smiled the queen. “Now tell me about this woman today. I sense you had an encounter.”

Cassi related the episode at the precinct with Amy.

“Tell me,” asked Leonora, “have you begun feeling an emptiness in the pit of your stomach?”

“Yes, almost like hunger, yet like a yearning as well. Is it my pregnancy?”

“No. that is the need to feed you are feeling. You will need to feed soon.”

“But… I find the idea repulsive.”

“You won’t for much longer. You need to feed for three reasons. First it is a part of the rite of passage to becoming a vampire. Once you have fed, your transformation will finish rapidly. Secondly, your baby needs the nourishment.”

“But can’t I… ?”

“No, this is a vampire baby, it needs blood not milk. Deny it the blood it needs and your baby will die. And third, you will need the strength which feeding will give you. Your hardest test to become queen lies ahead. It is called the trial by council.”

“What is that?”

“I will explain it all to you later. Right now I want you Cassandra.”

“Do you wish to fed on me?”

“No, now that you’re pregnant it would be dangerous for the baby if i were to feed on you. There is no reason however why I should not take you up on the offer you made me.”

“You… you want it in my rear?” asked the detective, suddenly apprehensive. Her offer had been given in the heat of passion when Leonora’s aura was at its peak and Cassi was experiencing multiple orgasms from Leonora’s huge phallus.

“I want it in every hole you have, Cassandra. I enjoy that tight little body of yours.”

Cassi felt the increased power of Leonora’s aura sweep over her. She was instantly aroused.

“It’s yours, my queen,” she said with lust in her voice as she prostrated herself face down across the back of an overstuffed chair.

And for the next several hours Leonora ravished the small body, delivering on her promise to fill every orifice. Cassi’s screams of pain and pleasure drove her to her own heights of ecstasy and she orgasmed into Cassi’s mouth, rear and nest. This was not ritual, this was not feeding. this was not a test of worthiness. This was lust. Leonora simply indulged herself and her own wanton desires using her daughter who, in experiencing orgasm after orgasm of her own, remained totally ignorant that she was being violated by her own mother.

Later Cassi lay in Leonora’s arms.

“What am I going to tell Linda?” she asked.

“Tell her what you will. The truth, a lie, it doesn’t matter. You will need to feed soon. Perhaps you’d like to make her your first feed.”

“But you said…”

“That your first feed must be to the death? Yes, that is so. Perhaps Linda can serve you best by offering the ultimate sacrifice.”

“No, I couldn’t do that to her.”

“Then find someone else. I can sense you are beginning to weaken. If you don’t feed soon you will put yourself and your baby in jeopardy.”

“But to kill…”

“Yes, I understand your reluctance, especially now while your human sense of morality still has some influence upon you. But it must be done. The conversion to vampirism cannot be complete until you feed, and then there is the matter of your trail by council.”

Cassi could feel the burning need within her. She was also aware that she had indeed been losing her vitality for the last several days.

“It’s simple,” observed Leonora, “you feed or you die.”

Even with Leonora’s admonishment, Cassi could not bring herself to commit an act which was the antithesis of everything she held dear. She told Linda she had the flu which was a very believable story since Cassi was beginning to look drawn and pale. The gnawing hunger ate at her and she agonized over what she was doing to the baby. Larry and several others at work noticed how wan she had become and there were now dark circles under her eyes. Cassi had called in sick at the precinct and to avoid Linda, she had agreed to stay at Leonora’s for a while.

Leonora had been out most of the day but had returned. Cassi was lying on the sofa, weak and miserable.

“I’ve arranged a… present for you,” smiled Leonora as she dimmed the lights in the apartment. “It should be arriving soon. I think you’ll find it most enjoyable.”

Cassi was puzzled but far too tired to even inquire as to the nature of this present. She tossed and turned trying to get comfortable, her body aching in every joint, the hunger tearing at her insides.

The doorbell rang.

“Oh, that’s probably your present. Would you get the door, Cassandra?” smiled the vampire queen.

Cassi dragged herself off the sofa to answer the door clad only in a sweat suit.

The girl who stood in the doorway was indeed beautiful. Leonora had chosen well. Long blonde hair cascaded down her back. Her blue eyes were radiant although somewhat glazed from the effects of Leonora’s aura. Cassi, despite her best efforts, gazed up and down the sumptuous body much as a starving person would ogle a young calf.

“I’ve… come,” the girl said in a dazed voice. “I’m Sarah… I’m… a virgin.”

“Yes, I thought it would make your first feeding that much more enjoyable,” smiled Leonora.

The hunger pangs were so painful that Cassi was at times almost bending double. Torn, she could neither invite the girl in nor tell her to leave.

“Come in my dear,” said Leonora.

The girl walked into the apartment, closing the door behind her. Cassi was too weak to refuse.

“Now my dear, I believe you have something to show Cassandra.

“Robotically, under the influence of the vampire’s aura, the girl disrobed until she stood naked in front of the suffering vampire to be.

Cassi again feasted on the sight of the lovely teenager. Despite her weakness she experienced as instant erection. She felt the blood suddenly course through her veins as her arousal and hunger peaked.

“Now offer yourself,” ordered Leonora.

“I’m yours! Do with me what you want! Ravish me! Rape me! Feed on me! I’m yours to use and discard. I give myself to you. I am Leonora’s gift to you.”

Cassi felt the surge of desire rise and give her strength. She wanted to turn away, shun the girl, send her home to her parents. Instead she slowly embraced the girl. Sarah’s lips trembled as Cassi’s closed on them. The combination of Cassi’s and Leonora’s auras were totally mesmerizing to the girl who opened her mouth to accept Cassi’s probing tongue.

“Take me!” breathed the girl. “Please, take me!”

“You have no idea what that means,” answered Cassi, backing away slightly and pulling off her own shirt and pants. Sarah’s eyes widened in fright and wonder at the size of Cassi’s phallus.

“Do you know what that will do to you?” insisted Cassi.

Cassi’s aura remained at normal level but she felt Leonora’s aura increase.

“I… don’t care!” cried the girl, “I want it! I have to have it!”

“It will kill you, Sarah. You will die.”

Again there was an increase in Leonora’s aura.

“It’s… what I’m here for,” uttered Sarah. “I’m Leonora’s gift to you! My life is yours. Do with it what you will!”

Still Cassi hesitated, summoning all her strength, she took a step back willing herself to turn and walk away, refuse, even if it meant her own demise.

But Leonora was there at her shoulder. “She’s already as good as dead,” she whispered. “She was chosen by Vanessa, another vampire queen as a sacrifice. I… sort of intercepted her on her way to Vanessa. But the truth is, it you don’t feed on her, Vanessa will and Vanessa likes to torture her meals before she fees on them. So, in reality, you may be doing this girl a favor. Go ahead, Cassandra, feed on her, give her pleasure and a quick death, because if you don’t, Vanessa will.”

Cassi turned back to the girl who was swaying, her eyes almost closed as the combined auras had rendered her totally helpless. Her arms went around Sarah who almost swooned from Cassi’s mere touch. The kiss this time was strong and dominant. Sarah’s eyes widened in amazement and fear as Cassi’s lance rubbed against the young girl’s labial lips.

“Go on!” urged Leonora.

For but a split second the girl’s eyes cleared and her eyes met Cassi’s.

“Please don’t hurt me,” she begged, her voice weak and pitiful.

Cassi simply could not bring herself to do it. She started to pull away, tell the girl to go home and go back to her suffering. Leonora, however, had anticipated that Cassi might not be able to go through with it.

Her aura increased threefold and enveloped Cassi as well as the girl. Cassi tried to fight it, to use her own aura to counteract what Leonora was trying to do. It was no use, however, as Cassi’s fledgling powers were no match for Leonora’s and her own lust for sex and blood became overpowering. Still she fought the vampire but her resistance was weakening by the moment. Leonora smiled as she increased her aura another twofold and she saw the look in Cassi’s eyes change from resistance to compliance. The young detective had taken all she could but at last she crumbled, succumbing to Leonora’s power and her own vampire blood.

She grabbed the girl, smelled her, became light headed with the aroma of virgin blood, then pushed her to the carpeted floor. Sarah, completely senseless from the power of Leonora’s aura spread herself.

No human and few vampires could withstand the onslaught of Leonora’s full power. Cassi, now helpless to resist her inner urges, fell upon the girl as a predator devours its prey.

Sarah screamed as the massive shaft cut her virginity to ribbons, but Cassi covered the girl’s lips with her own and muffled the screams. Three powerful strokes and she was completely within the girl. Cassi thrusted several times, enjoying the sensation of male sex then brought the girl to her first climax. Her screams were delicious and Cassi remembered her own unimaginable orgasms at the hands of Leonora. She would make this quick but not too quick. She wanted the girl to experience what she would never experience again, unbridled sexual ecstasy. Her sucker attached itself to Sarah’s clit and before the first drops of blood flowed the young girl was already experiencing multiple orgasms. Cassi realized the girl’s pleasure added to her own, heightening her own arousal and sweetening the experience. The first rush of blood from the girl into Cassi was akin to orgasm. Warm and vibrant it tingled as it flowed from prey to predator. Despite herself, Cassi sucked even harder throwing the girl into rapturous spasms and filling Cassi with lifeblood.

Cassi could feel the warmth spread throughout her body, her strength already beginning to return. The circles under her eyes began to disappear and her skin tone took on a healthy tanned appearance.

“Yes! Yes! YES!” cried Sarah, the sexual rapture like nothing of which she had ever even dreamed. Her body humped the huge appendage mindlessly, taking endless pleasure while surrendering her most precious of fluids.

Cassi could feel the girl under her begin to weaken. Sarah was still experiencing one orgasm after another but her responses were growing weaker, her humping less energetic.

“Let me stop!” whispered Cassi, although in her rapturous state Sarah was unaware of anything except the momentous avalanches which were rolling continuously through her.

“No,” answered Leonora. “The first feeding must be a kill. It is tradition.”

“But…”

Sensing Cassi once again beginning to resist, Leonora increased her aura yet again. She was amazed at how much aura it took to overpower this daughter of hers. She smiled with confidence however as Cassi, a slave to her mother’s aura, increased her thrusting and more importantly the rate at which she fed from the girl.

Sarah’s arms had come up to embrace Cassi as the vampire daughter had entered her, but now in her weakened state the arms fell back to the floor limply and her cries became only weak whines.

Cassi could feel the end was near. She was nearly sated with blood and Sarah’s complexion was now a pasty sallow.

“I’m… sorry,” whispered Cassi into the girl’s ear, then she increased the rate and vigor of her thrusts giving the girl a final monstrous orgasm. Cassi held the girl tightly as she felt the young heart beat wildly for a few seconds as the vital muscle stove to pump blood which was simply no longer there. There was a flutter of Sarah’s eyelids, a final look of ecstasy/pain on the pretty young face and she lay still.

Cassi stayed within her for another few moment draining every drop from the now lifeless body. Leonora’ s released Cassi from her aura and the vampire daughter withdrew and gently caressed the face of her victim. Cassi wept as she found a blanket and covered the naked dead girl.

“I’ll have one of my pawns dispose of…”

“I hate you! I hate myself! I hate what you’ve made me!” screamed Cassi.

“It’s natural to feel such remorse, especially the first time. Oh, a sensitive woman like you will always feel a pang of regret, but you’ll get used to it.”

“I’ll never get used to killing someone.”

“You need only kill once more.”

“No, I won’t.”

“Of course you will but it will not be a kill that will lie on your shoulders alone. After you have won the trial by council, you will become a queen. You will then be called before the council to participate in the traditional bloodletting. A victim will be offered as a sacrifice. Each queen will feed to celebrate your becoming a new queen. After that ritual feeding you need never kill again if you so desire. You will always have the choice of killing, but if you desire you may feed and render the human a pawn to do your biding or you may simply use the aura to wipe their memory of you and the feeding. They go on about their humanly business none the wiser.”

“And they aren’t harmed?”

“Not in the least. You may take as little or as much blood as you wish. A normal feeding will amount to no more blood loss than donating to a blood collection center.”

“And if I refuse this ritual bloodletting?”

“You will become the sacrifice. You and your baby.”

“When I become queen I intend to work to change the traditions, the rituals. No more killing.”

“You say that now but when your transformation is complete you will feel differently.”

“No, I’ll never accept killing.”

“Wait and see,” was all Leonora answered.

 

Chapter 11

The next day Cassi called Linda and ask if they could talk. She thought about moving back in with her former companion but Leonora’s aura was keeping her on a short leash and there were other issues to consider. Linda agreed and invited Cassi to the apartment that evening after work. Cassi seemed to simply be going through the motions at work and Larry twice asked if everything was all right. She reassured him it was, but, in reality, Cassi was a very troubled woman.

She wanted desperately to reject Leonora and vampirism, but seemed helpless. Each day her reluctance seemed to weaken and the thoughts of becoming a vampire queen with all the power that implied became more attractive. She told herself that when she became queen she would change the traditions. Of course feeding would have to continue for the vampires to survive but it was not necessary to kill and she wanted them all to change, learn to exist with humans. Maybe they would need to keep their existence secret but by feeding, wiping the memory of and releasing their victims, a symbiotic relationship could be established. True symbiotic relationships implied a benefit to both parties and it was the vampires who were gaining the most but at least the killing could be stopped. Her thoughts turned in another direction and she wondered if she was fooling herself, if she, a single queen among many could possibly bring about such radical change.

She was, at the moment, most concerned with Linda. Linda had been her lover and friend and Cassi wanted more than anything else to see that she was not harmed from all this. Cassi was aware that their relationship could not continue as before. Perhaps it would be best if she simply broke it off altogether and gave her former lover a chance to make a new life for herself. Yet she knew what they had meant to each other. Perhaps, she thought, she could make Linda a vampire queen as well and they could rule the brood together. Sadly she realized that could never be as queens could only displace other queens. She also considered the possibility of, with Linda’s permission, turning Linda into a pawn (how she hated that word). That too she rejected however, as it meant controlling her lover and that was exactly the opposite of what each of them wanted. She dare not keep Linda as a human lover for several reasons, among them the fact that other queens might threaten Linda as a means to subvert Cassi’s power. Sadly, she decided that the only real solution was to end her relationship with Linda.

As Linda opened the door she saw the troubled look on Cassi’s face.

“Cassi, what is it? Where have you been?”

“I… I had to get away, think things through.”

“What things. I thought we were happy together.”

“We were. There were other considerations.”

“What considerations?” asked Linda as they entered the front room and sat down. She poured them each a drink.

“I… I can’t tell you. I’m sworn to secrecy.”

“And this secrecy is more important than our relationship?”

“No… but it is necessary.”

“Well, if I can’t be trusted…” said Linda, the hurt evident in her voice.

“It’s not that. It’s just that in the last few weeks so much has changed. I’ve changed.”

“In what way?”

“I… just can’t bring myself to…”

“Then I guess we have nothing more to talk about.”

“I came here to explain why I can’t see you any more.”

“But you’ve done nothing but tell me everything is secret.”

“I know. I want to tell you.”

“Look, Cassi. What we had was great. You’ve always been able to tell me anything. Now suddenly…”

Cassi was torn. She wanted desperately to tell her friend everything, to share these dreadful secrets, to unburden herself.

“Linda these are horrible secrets. Unbelievable secrets.”

“All the more reason why you need to share them, let me take some of that burden from you.”

“But…”

“I’m here for you Cassi.”

And so, slowly, hesitatingly, Cassi began to share her terrible secrets. She began with the Fleming murder and brought Linda up to date with everything which had transpired since. She saw the look of shock on Linda’s face as she described the killing of the teen, yet as she also related the power she felt over Amy that day in the precinct and the power of the queens in general, Linda seemed intrigued rather than repulsed.

“And you… you’ve grown a… a… ?”

“Yes.”

“And you still have a…”

“Yes, I guess the medical term to describe me now would be hermaphrodite. I have a vagina and a penis.”

“And you’re…”

“Carrying Leonora’s child. Don’t you see Linda, she has this grip on me and slowly I’m turning into one of them. If I pass this trial by council she keeps talking about I’ll become a queen myself.”

“With no place for me.”

“I wish there were, but the queens are extremely jealous of each other. They think nothing of using any means possible to hurt each other or threaten each other’s sovereignty. Your life would be in danger every moment. They would use you to try to get to me. I can’t allow that.”

“Then you’re saying this is goodbye?”

“I’m… yes.”

Linda looked away, daubing her eye.

“I… I should be going,” said Cassi, starting to rise.

“No, please. I… I want something before you go.”

Cassi looked to Linda, her expression puzzled.

“What… ?”

“You know how many times we’re talked of having a child.” Cassi nodded. “Now you’ll have what we always thought we would share.”

“I don’t…”

“I want a child too, Cassi.”

Cassi’s eyes suddenly widened in shock.

“You can’t mean…”

“Why not? Make love to me Cassi! Give me the child we always wanted! Leave me if you must, but let me have this child to love and raise

— and to remember you by.”

“Linda, I’m not sure that would be such a good…”

“Please Cassi! You have no idea how much I want your baby. Don’t make me go to some clinic. I don’t want my baby to originate in a petri dish. I want you Cassi. One final time. Cum in me. Make me pregnant!”

“I… I don’t know what to say.”

“Then don’t say anything just come with me,” said Linda taking Cassi by the hand and leading her to the bedroom.

Cassi was still reluctant. This was totally unexpected and she was still reeling from the idea.

“I don’t know Linda. Maybe we should think about this.”

” And give you time to back out? No, Cassi. Fuck me now. Right this very moment.”

“But…”

“Cassi!” exclaimed Linda asserting the dominant voice she had so often used with her submissive. Despite the changes which had taken place within her, Cassi could not help reacting as she had so often in the past. Deep within she knew that with her newfound powers she could easily overcome her former lover, but she also knew she didn’t want to. She loved obeying Linda and she was also racked with guilt over breaking up with her. Perhaps if something very positive could come out of this, then the breakup would be worth it.

“Yes, Linda,” she replied in her subservient voice.

“Take off your clothes.”

“Yes, Linda.”

Cassi was soon naked, her new appendage even though limp,

quite prominent. Linda’s eyes lit up and she hurriedly undressed and lay back on the bed where she spread her legs.

Her hands and arms went out in invitation. “God it’s so huge! I want that, Cassi. I want that in me!”

Cassi felt the erection rise as she looked at the lovely naked woman who beckoned her. She had fed recently on the teenager but no vampire can resist the opportunity to partake of a beautiful woman. She crawled on the bed and held her lance against Linda’s labial lips. The redhead reached out, grabbed it and brought it to her mouth where she soon had Cassi aroused in full erection.

“Now, Cassi! NOW!” she screamed as she lay back and put it against the entrance to her nest.

Cassi, now aroused herself, felt her heart pound and her loins crave what Linda was offering. Yet when Cassi still hesitated, Linda cried out in her most dominant voice.

“Fuck me you little slut!”

Linda’s next utterance was a blood curdling scream as Cassi penetrated her completely in two massive thrusts. Once inside, Cassi allowed the sucker to attach and began feeding as Linda’s first orgasm shot through her.

“Yes, feed on me you vampire! Feed on me!” shouted Linda followed by her second, third and fourth climaxes as Cassi responded.

“It’s so good, Cassi! I never imagined!” whined Linda just before the orgasms began to come in multiples. Cassi knew that as aroused as they both were it would be easy for her to overfeed, possibly kill her lover. So she detached the sucker but remained in Linda and stroked her to countless raptures before she felt her own orgasm begin to build.

“Oh my god, Linda… I’m cumming!”

“Yes, my little slut! Cum in me! Make me pregnant!”

The eruption was shattering for Cassi. She had experienced many a climax as a woman, but this was her first as a male. She felt the hot seed spew forth into her lover again and again, filling Linda’s womb. If vampire semen was as fertile as Leonora had said, Linda would indeed be having a baby nine months from now she thought.

But Linda was not satisfied and thrice more she prompted Cassi to pump her womb full of hot semen before they both collapsed on the bed exhausted.

Cassi was surprised and perhaps a bit hurt when Linda did not seem that upset when she left. It was almost as if the redhead now had what she wanted and was more than willing to see Cassi go.

Cassi did not intend to tell Leonora what had occurred here this evening. She would not be upset at all to find that Cassi had fed upon another human, but she would be incensed to find that Cassi had actually attempted to impregnate a human before she had even become a queen. She decided to keep mum about her encounter with Linda altogether. She thought to herself that she was indeed becoming a vampire. Already she was keeping secrets to avoid the wrath of another queen.

 

Chapter 12

By the end of the week Cassi had foregone any hope of rejecting her transformation. Although Leonora had assured her that as time went by she would need to feed less often, Cassi had fed twice more. Both times she had simply overcome young women with her aura, feed from them and then muddled their memory so they could not really remember what had happened, let alone with whom.

The first was a twenty-two year old coed at the nearby college on her way back to her dorm from a study session at the library. In a hurry, she had taken a short cut across the commons and then in back of some service buildings. In a dark alcove Cassi had lay in wait, the hunger too strong to resist. The girl had been beckoned into the shadows where Cassi had overwhelmed her with her aura. Despite the isolation and darkness, because of the possibility that someone could appear at any moment, she had taken the girl standing up having Kelly hike her skirt, drop her panties and accept Cassi’s “gift” while her mouth was covered by Cassi’s kisses.

All had gone well until two young male students happened along. Cassi simply covered the young girl’s mouth with her own and nestled more closely. In the dark all the boys saw were two girls making out in the shadows. They laughed, uttered the usual line about “such a waste” and moved on. When Cassi was sated, she released the girl into a light sleep and crept away. Kelly Andrews awoke a half hour later sure that her dream of slipping and falling must have actually happened. She felt the soreness in her nest, but she and her boyfriend had made love earlier that evening before she went to the library so she simply attributed the pain and stretching to that earlier encounter.

As she hobbled back to her dorm however, it was not the falling that she remembered from her dream as much as the intense and unimaginable pleasure which had seemed to materialize from nowhere and give her one rapture after another. As she entered the door of her dorm she looked back to the shadows of the service building. A slight after-orgasm spasm shivered through her, she smiled then turned and walked into her dorm.

A few nights later Cassi had tried, again unsuccessfully, to ward off the hunger. She found herself waiting in the dark recesses of the hallway of a low income apartment building in the early morning hours as a short order waitress named Lorri made her way home after a long double shift of minimum wage and small tips. Lorri was nineteen and pretty. Bright blue eyes, long sandy blonde hair and trim waist. Her hips and legs were unspectacular but pleasant. She was also a single mother who had had to quit college to support her year-old daughter. Lorri knocked on the door, paid the baby-sitter, obviously an older lady from down the hall and wearily disappeared into the apartment. The baby-sitter did the same three doors down.

Cassi slipped up to the door and knocked ever so lightly.

“Mrs. Gravitz, is that you? Did you forget somethin… ?” said Lorri opening the door and expecting to find the kindly old lady. Instead she was puzzled, then frightened as Cassi exuded her power which instantly enveloped the young woman. Cassi waved the woman back into the apartment and closed the door behind them.

It was at that moment the baby began crying so Cassi slackened her aura somewhat allowing the mother to bottle feed the infant.

“What is your name?”

“… Lorri. Lorri Stevens. Wha… What do you want?” asked the frightened woman. “Please don’t hurt my baby.”

“I have no intention of “hurting” either one of you. You simply have something I want. when I have it I will go.”

“I don’t have much,” said Lorri indicating the sparsely furnished apartment. “My wallet is in my purse. Just take what you want and please leave us alone.”

She finished the feeding and when the baby drifted off to sleep, Lorri laid her in her crib and returned to stand in front of Cassi.

“You have trouble making ends meet?” asked Cassi.

“We… yes,” said the girl, Cassi’s aura not allowing her to lie.

“Where is the father?”

“He left college when I became pregnant. I haven’t heard from him since.”

“Have you ever made love to a woman?”

Lorri gasped. “No… I…”

“Don’t lie to me Lorri.”

“I… made out with my college roommate once. We both had had a little too much to drink.”

“Like it?”

“I… yes, but I was going with a boy at the time and then I turned up pregnant and…”

“Go take a bath. Then put on something pretty for me and come back here.”

Fear and uncertainty were written all over Lorri’s face, but when Cassi increased her power, the girl did as bidden disappearing into the bathroom where Cassi could hear the water running.

Cassi sat on the old overstuffed sofa. She was in no hurry. It was the early hours of the morning and everyone was asleep. She could keep the girl quiet so there was no reason why she could not take her time to enjoy her.

Minutes later Lorri appeared wearing a see-through teddy.

Cassi pointed to the floor in front of her and the girl obeyed. Cassi loosened her coat and it fell open revealing that she wore nothing underneath. Lorri’s eyes dilated at the sight and she gasped.

“You see Lorri, I am not just going to take something from you, I’m going to give you something in return.”

Three hours later Cassi slipped unseen from the apartment leaving a sleeping Lorri who would awaken from the most delicious dream of her life unknowingly a pint low of blood. Later that day she would follow an inexplicable urge to clean the furniture and would discover a hundred dollar bill wedged in the folds of the sofa.

“I think you are ready,” said Leonora.

“For?” asked Cassi.

The two were again in Leonora’s apartment. Cassi was now living full time with her vampire queen.

“For your trial by council. You have fed three times now and your transformation is virtually complete.

Cassi was not about to tell her queen about feeding on Linda. She knew Leonora was still stronger than she and could force the truth from her if she had even a hint of what had transpired when Cassi had seen Linda that final time. Cassi had simply told Leonora that she had ended it with the lovely redhead. That statement was true in and of itself and so had been accepted by Leonora as such.

“What exactly will I have to do in this trial?”

“The council is composed of seventeen selected queens from around the world. One will volunteer to oppose you.”

“Oppose me?”

“Fight you. Not directly. That queen will select a human, usually a pawn, to fight you. That pawn is chosen on her ability to challenge you. Since you have police training in hand to hand combat and in subduing others, you can expect a well trained opponent. The queen may not use her aura in any way during the contest. Nor may any of the others. No weapons. The fight is barehanded.”

“Am I to pin her?”

“No, the winner renders her opponent unconscious. The loser is sacrificed to the council in a ritual feeding. Take care Cassandra, that loser could be you.”

“Can’t I just get her to submit?”

“You obviously don’t understand. There is no submission — only death awaits the loser.”

“Will you be there?”

“Yes, I am on the council, but I may not interfere on your behalf. Once you are in the arena you are totally on your own.”

“When?”

“In two days. I suggest you prepare yourself for a trying ordeal. And one final warning: you may not use your own aura under any circumstances. If you do, the council will sense it and you automatically forfeit the match — and your life.”

“I… understand,” was Cassi’s solemn reply.

 

Chapter 13

The opulent mansion was located several miles from the city on a rather remote wooded estate. Above ground it looked little different from that of any wealthy abode, an abundance of living, dining and recreation areas on the main floor with bedrooms galore on the second. It was the underground area however which set it apart. Ostensibly a wine cellar, there was the expected rack after rack of the finest from vineyards around the world. However a secret panel revealed a cavernous expanse more deeply set even further underground. It was here the trial by council would take place. The mat where the combat was to take place was in the middle while comfortable seats ringed the arena.

Leonora escorted Cassi into the arena. “I must leave you now and take my place with the council. Remember — you win or you die!”

“I’m not likely to forget that one,” said Cassi, trying to be flip but not succeeding.

“You will go to the edge of the mat and wait.”

“Yes, my queen,” Cassi answered, obeying.

The other queens had already taken their places and Cassi was amazed at how beautiful they all were. She had expected Leonora to be the exception, that most would be old hags or look like crones. That was far from the case however. Yes, some appeared older than others but all were as attractive as Leonora, some even more so.

At last, when Leonora had seated herself close by, a particularly lovely queen dressed in satin and furs rose. Cassi was puzzled to see Leonora straighten in her seat as if alarmed.

“I, Queen Vanessa,” volunteered the vampire, “have volunteered to provide the test for Leonora’s nominee to succeed her.”

Cassi looked to Leonora who seemed to be staring icicles through the queen who stood addressing the council.

Vanessa motioned to the entrance and all eyes shifted their attention. The door opened and not one, but three young terrified women walked to the edge of the mat each wearing a long terry robe and barefoot.

Now it was Cassi’s turn to be shocked for she recognized all three. The first was the beautiful black attorney from the D.A.’s office, Amy Caldwell, whom Cassi had toyed with and whose panties still resided in Cassi’s dresser. The second Cassi knew she had seen somewhere but could not place until it dawned upon her that this deep auburn haired girl was the coed, Kelly Andrews, whom she had fed upon in the shadows several nights ago. And the third was the lovely young mother, Lorri Stevens, whose blood had been so warm, delicious and satisfying.

“What is this Vanessa?” asked Morella, a stunning queen dressed in a sparkling silver gown and matching heels who spoke with a middle european accent.

“I know it is –unusual, but allow me to explain,” said Vanessa. “I had a fitting pawn selected to oppose our candidate, but she was taken ill. In order to provide the competition we all desire, I decided on these three humans.”

“Pawns?” asked another of the queens.

“No, simply human. But three nonetheless. Our candidate is a police woman, versed in combat. I think a three-to-one ratio should make them a worthy adversary.”

Cassi was stunned. How could Vanessa know about…

The vampire queen looked to Cassi with a smirk of self satisfaction “I know everything I need to know, Cassandra.”

Leonora started to intervene. She knew, as did Vanessa, that after feeding or even toying sexually with a human a certain symbiosis developed between vampire and victim. And that meant Cassi would not only have to contend with three opponents, she would have to overcome her personal feelings as well. Vanessa had planned this well.

“Must she fight all three at once?” Leonora inquired.

“As the council wishes,” smiled Vanessa, venom in her voice

The queens mumbled among themselves for a few seconds then one of the older queens rose to voice their decision.

“Three against one seems like demanding enough odds. She may fight them one at a time.”

Vanessa smiled but was clearly disappointed. She sat down and glared at Leonora who returned the look.

“That one,” pronounced the queen indicating the nineteen year old coed.”

“Please,” begged the girl. “My boyfriend proposed to me last night. I’m to be married.”

The queen’s response was simply to motion to a male pawn standing nearby who ripped the robe from the startled girl. Kelly made to cover her breasts for she was dressed only in a skimpy light blue thong. The queens were obviously pleased with this first of Vanessa’s picks. Kelly’s body was fit and trim, her green eyes a complement to her dark auburn hair.

The pawn pushed her to the center of the mat and motioned for Cassi as well. Cassi dropped her own robe and strode to center mat. She also wore only a black leather supporter for her oversized appendage and nothing more. Looking at Kelly, she had to agree with the other queens that this was indeed a beautifully delicious find. The other night in the shadows she had not had the opportunity to really appreciate Kelly’s beauty, but now that the girl was fully (at least virtually) revealed she was stunning.

“What… are the rules?” asked the coed hesitatingly.

The pawn grinned. “There are no rules,” he said, stepping back and off the mat.

Cassi’s mind raced. She did indeed have feelings for all three of these women, yet she was being forced to defeat them. Was there any way, she wondered, she could make it easier on them.

The two began circling but as they closed, Cassi whispered to the young girl so none of the queens could hear. “Let me hit you a couple of times. Then go down. I’ll try to save you.”

But Kelly was either too frightened or too angry to listen. Vanessa had obviously told her that Cassi had fed upon her and despite the ecstasy, Kelly knew she had been raped.

“Go to hell!” hissed Kelly.

Cassi was sure that Kelly had no fighting experience. Her stance was too closed and she stood almost straight up. There was hate in her eyes but Cassi was sure she could take her.

A feint to the left and in her inexperience Kelly crossed her legs in attempting to react. That was all the opening Cassi needed. She swept the girl’s legs from under her and Kelly went down hard. She was up quickly however and it became obvious she was not going to take the dive Cassi had suggested.

Cassi moved in hoping to score a quick knockout punch and although she got in two quick jabs which snapped Kelly’s head back, the coed swung wildly and connected to the side of Cassi’s head stunning her for a moment. Kelly swung again but Cassi partially blocked the blow by ducking and taking it painfully on the shoulder. The two separated for a moment, again circling and eyeing each other warily.

Cassi closed again and this time when Kelly swung, grabbed her arm and dropped to her knees pulling the coed over her shoulder and slamming her to the mat. As Cassi tried to pounce on the auburn haired beauty Kelly got a knee up and into Cassi’s stomach knocking the wind out of her. Now it was Cassi who was in trouble. Kelly grabbed her by the hair, yanked her to her knees and delivered a right to Cassi’s cheek. Cassi went down, stunned. She had not expected this kind of resistance from a coed with no training. She would quickly learn that with the threat of death hanging over someone they fight with an intensity no one could otherwise imagine. Kelly was at her throat in an instant, squeezing for all she was worth. Cassi’s eyes began bulging and her vision was turning red before she could reach up and claw the coed across the face bringing a screech of pain as Kelly fell off and scrambled away to nurse the red whelps which now appeared on her cheek. Cassi stumbled to her feet trying to get her wind. Kelly, now enraged, ran directly at Cassi intending to bowl her over. Cassi, despite being winded, saw her chance. As Kelly approached at full speed, Cassi sidestepped and extended her arm. Her forearm caught the college student directly across the throat in what is often called a “clothesline.” While not actually breaking any cartilage, the blow was sufficient to completely immobilize the girl. Kelly’s legs went out from under her and her head hit the floor knocking her unconscious.

Cassi stood panting heavily until, at last, it became evident to everyone that Kelly would be offering no more resistence.

Vanessa waved to the pawn who dragged the inert body off the mat. “Very good Cassandra. You have met your first test,” smirked Leonora’s arch enemy. “Now let’s see how you do with the second.”

Lorri, mother of the newborn who Cassi had fed from in her apartment, was stripped of her robe and pushed onto the mat.

There was genuine fear in the mother’s eyes as the two began circling each other.

“Please don’t hurt me,” sobbed Lorri. “I can’t stand pain.”

Cassi jumped in, squeezed the blonde in a bear hug. Then expending valuable energy she lifted the woman from the ground and slammed her to the mat.

“Lorri, listen to me,” whispered Cassi as she pinned the woman’s arms, “Let me put a hold on you. It’ll knock you out but you won’t be hurt. Then I’ll talk to the quee…”

“Lorri, my sweet little whore,” said Vanessa, “remember, if you lose, you die. And remember what Cassandra said she would do to your baby if you lost.”

“Lorri, don’t believe her. I don’t want to hurt you or your…”

Suddenly Lorri was energized. Fighting now for her baby as much, even more, than for herself, she brought a fist into Cassi’s jaw knocking the queen-to-be off to the side and enabling the mother to get to her feet.

Cassi, seeing stars, shook her head to clear it. It was just in time as the nineteen year old came charging. Cassi tried to sidestep as she had done with Kelly, but Lorri had been watching. Instead of allowing Cassi to move out of the way she changed her angle of approach and barreled directly into Cassi’s midsection. Cassi went down heavily on her back with Lorri now atop her and raining blows to her face and head. Many of the blows went wild and simply glanced off, but three or four caught Cassi flush in the nose and mouth and she began bleeding from both cuts. Resorting to street fighting, Cassi grabbed Lorri by the hair and yanked. The blonde shrieked and fell off and to the side. But she scrambled to her feet and began kicking Cassi, again landing some painful blows to her side, one cracking a rib.

Cassi knew she could not take much more. So in desperation as Lorri’s foot came in for another kick, Cassi grabbed it and twisted. Howling, Lorri fell and scrambled away. Cassi knew she hadn’t really hurt the woman but it had given her a few precious moments to collect her wits and regain her breath which was now painful because of the cracked rib. Painfully Cassi climbed to her feet. The rush of adrenaline which had helped carry her to victory over Kelly was now gone and she suddenly felt weak and exhausted.

Lorri was breathing hard as well, but seemed basically unhurt. Cassi simply could not match her blow for blow and expect to win. Yet she had to convince Lorri that she could not win. Cassi brazenly walked up, fended off a wild swing of Lorri’s and punched the women in the nose and mouth, bringing blood, then backed away. She saw the disbelief and tears appear in Lorri’s eyes. Her training was coming back to her. She moved in, countered Lorri attempts at hay makers and punched the woman again in the face and breasts, then two shots to the stomach and the mother went down in agony. Cassi saw the look of panic in the eyes of the lovely blonde.

Standing over her, Cassi knew now how best to defeat the young mother. “You can’t stop me Lorri. Remember that night in your apartment, how I had my way with you and there was nothing you could do to stop me? I’ve been taking it easy on you so far, but you just don’t get it, do you? Well now you’re going to get it, understand? Know what I’m going to do to you, Lorri?” she taunted. “First I’m going to break both your arms so you can’t resist any more. Then I’m going to ream that little pussy of yours and when you’re lying there crying and bleeding I’m going to roll you over and stick this monster in that tight little ass of yours and fuck you to death right here in front of everyone!” Cassi threw in a sadistic laugh to cap off the performance.

She got the reaction she had hoped for. Where there had been anger only moments before, now there was abject terror showing in the lovely face.

“Know what Lorri? Give it up right now and I’ll see that no harm will come to your baby. I’ll even see she’s properly taken care of. Keep fighting and I’ll punish you. I’ll make you feel pain you never thought possible. Then I’ll rape you in your pussy and your ass and we’ll all watch you die. Now what will it be?”

Lorri was trying to stem the flow of blood from her nose and mouth. She was hurting now, the pain perhaps would have been tolerable in others, but for the young mother it more than she could bear. Even worse were the threats, first from Vanessa and now from Cassi. In the mind of the young mother all she could think of was her baby. She knew she couldn’t defeat the policewoman, that she could only perhaps prolong her own agony. Could she hope for anything other than the promise that her baby would be unharmed? She was sure she could not.

“Well, Lorri?” demanded Cassi.

The mother struggled to her knees and looked up into Cassi’s eyes beseechingly.

“You promise you won’t hurt my baby.”

“I promise.”

In that moment Lorri read Cassi’s eyes and found nothing but truth. Slowly she hung her head in surrender. Cassi moved behind her slowly reached down from behind to put a head lock on the pretty blonde.

“Don’t fight it and it will soon be over,” said Cassi.

Lorri nodded sadly.

Cassi gripped the woman’s head and slid her hand over the mouth and nose. Lorri tried not to resist but as it became evident she was being smothered she began to flail her arms as panic set in. Cassi held her firmly however and carefully avoided being injured by the wildly panicked woman. The jerking was at first strong and for a few moments Cassi wondered if she should have used some other means of rendering Lorri unconscious. But she held on and soon the jerks and flailing became weaker and when the arms dropped to the floor limply, Cassi released her and gently laid her head to the mat.

“Foul!” cried Vanessa. “What kind of contest was that? Cassandra obviously cheated!”

“How so?” demanded Leonora. “Surely a queen’s wits are as important as her ability to physically subdue. Cassandra defeated the human in a fair fight. The fact that she successfully used fear and intimidation to accomplish her goal is to her credit.”

“I agree,” came the voice of the oldest of queens. “Cassandra has demonstrated she has a quick and inventive mind. I like that.”

“But…” began Vanessa.

“Enough!” said the old queen. “She still has another opponent to face, and from the looks of her I would say her most daunting yet.”

Everyone’s attention came back to the mat as Lorri’s unconscious body was dragged from the mat and Amy was stripped of her robe and pushed forward.

The black woman was stunning. Tall and slender with long shapely legs she could have been a fashion model. Her hair was coal black, her complexion creamy chocolate brown. Her breasts were large for a woman of her frame the nipples prominent amid areolas which covered a large proportion of each breast. Her high cheekboned face complimented the large brown eyes and pouty lips. Every queen in the room felt a tinge between the legs as Amy walked to the mat, her firm hips swaying, the orange thong hiding very little of the small triangle of hair and pubic lips.

Cassi had hardly had time to catch her breath. She ached in every muscle and that cracked rib was giving her a lot of pain. Her breathing was ragged as well as she had now taken three shots to the nose. Although not broken, it continued to bleed making breathing difficult. Cassi realized she was also dog tired. Her training had never prepared her for extended combat like this. Add to that the fact that she had never actually been in hand-to-hand combat. She had only drawn her service automatic once and then only to cover Larry as he made an arrest. Now she was in the fight of her life and her training and experience seemed of little use especially with someone like Amy. The black woman was at least seven inches taller than Cassi and even though trim, outweighed her by twenty-five pounds.

So Cassi, now battered and fatigued, faced her strongest opponent yet. And there was something else Cassi was about to learn the hard way.

As the two began circling Amy assumed a martial arts crouch.

“Self defense course,” she said dauntingly.

Cassi knew now that she was up against a very dangerous adversary. The self defense courses which all D.A. employees were required to take were a combination of karate, boxing and dirty street fighting. Cassi had no way of knowing, but Amy’s cousin had been raped the previous year so the attractive attorney had paid special attention in class and practiced her skills well.

“How’s the love life?”

“Great! I guess I have you to thank for that, but don’t think you can psyche me out like you did Lorri,” said the strikingly lovely black woman as she tightened the spiral to get in closer. As well as being taller, she also had a much longer reach than Cassi putting the detective at an additional disadvantage.

Cassi took mental stock. She was tired and hurting. Amy outweighed her and could outreach her. Plus the attorney had had training in just this kind of fighting. Cassi tried taking a deep breath but the pain prevented it. She knew her stamina was giving out.

Cassi assumed a boxing stance as Amy neared. Amy seemed content to use the same technique and threw a couple of jabs which Cassi easily fended off. Cassi noted that Amy dropped her shoulder when she jabbed. She waited until Amy, circling, tried again. This time she countered with a right cross that came in over Amy’s left and scored on the side of the attorney’s face. Cassi hoped to see the same kind of fear in Amy as Lorri had shown but no such luck. Amy simply backed away obviously noting to herself not to repeat that mistake.

They closed again and this time it was Cassi who moved in quickly trying to get inside and deliver a shot or two to the body. Amy huffed when Cassi hit her square in the stomach but a right cross to the side of the head stunned Cassi who backed away.

Again Amy approached but lashed out with a kick which caught Cassi directly on her cracked rib sending stabs of pain through her. She doubled over momentarily and Amy was on her. Another kick to her other side then a sweep and Cassi found herself on her back as kick after kick found her ribs and chest.

Managing to roll away she was slow getting to her feet and Amy did not let up. A chop to the back of her neck and Cassi saw stars. Only the fact that the blow had been delivered a bit high saved her, otherwise it would have been lights out and the match would have been over. As it was Cassi staggered away as Amy howled in pain because Cassi’s skull had taken the brunt of the blow nearly breaking a bone in the attorney’s hand.

Cassi was in trouble and knew it. As Amy came at her again she had the presence of mind to cover up and Amy depleted a great amount of energy in fruitlessly hitting on Cassi’s arms instead of her face as she intended.

Amy took a step back and this time Cassi anticipated the kick grabbing the foot in mid air, shoving backwards and landing on the black woman who landed hard on her back, her head hitting the mat and stunning her. Cassi got in a couple of rights to Amy’s chin and cheek before her taller opponent managed to push her off and roll away.

Both women were breathing hard now as they lunged at one another. Cassi elbowed Amy in the breast eliciting a howl but the attorney had a trick or two up her sleeve. She grabbed Cassi’s supporter and ripped it from her, Cassi’s half rigid lance now exposed. Amy lunged and grabbed it yanking with all her might. Cassi was flipped head over heels landing painfully on her side. Amy tried jumping on her but Cassi countered with a stiff kick to the stomach which staggered the taller woman.

As Cassi tried rolling away Amy jumped atop her and the match suddenly devolved into a cat fight. Scratching, gouging and biting ensued in which both women gave and took equally. Amy again grabbed Cassi’s shaft and bent it painfully but let go in abject pain as Cassi bit her breast. Amy grabbed Cassi’s hair and banged her head against the mat three or four times before Cassi scratched her across the face and eyes.

Fatigue was settling into both women now. Each knew she could not last much longer, that some decisive move must be made now. Each crawled away and gained her feet., both staggering now with exhaustion and pain.

In her desperation, Amy made to drop kick Cassi, but Cassi had enough left to step backward and Amy hit the mat hard, knocking the wind from her. Cassi grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet. Amy was swaying and not seeing well from an eye that was almost swelled shut from one of Cassi’s earlier elbows.

Cassi realized it was now or never. She punched Amy hard in the midsection bending her over double then brought her knee up and into the lovely face straightening Amy up again. The taller woman was out on her feet now, unable to offer any further resistance. Cassi kicked her in the stomach bringing Amy to her knees. As Amy clutched her midsection, Cassi grabbed her hair and held it away from her neck with one hand while with the other she mustered all her strength and delivered a karate chop to the back of Amy’s neck. This was the same blow Amy had tried unsuccessfully earlier, but this time the blow landed square and the beautiful black woman’s eyes rolled back in her head and she pitched face forward onto the mat knocked completely unconscious.

Cassi, scratched, bitten and pummeled, barely able to stand, stood swaying in victory.

Vanessa, mouth open in surprise and disgust could only sit quietly as the queens applauded Cassi’s victory.

The oldest queen stood and the applause died away.

“My dear Cassandra, tonight you have proven yourself truly worthy of queenhood. May I be the first to congratulate you. I think you will make a worthy successor to Leonora.”

Again there was applause.

Cassi gathered her strength and addressed the assembly.

“I have a request.”

“What is it my dear?” responded the old queen.

“These three have fought to the best of their abilities,” she said indicating Kelly and Lorri who were now conscious and watching helplessly and Amy whose body was being dragged off the mat.

“That they have,” agreed the queen.

“I know that a ritual sacrifice is customary in which the losers are fed upon.”

“That is so. They will die in honor of our new queen.”

“I wish to change that sacrifice.”

Leonora had moved closely behind Cassi. She whispered so the others could not hear.

“Let it go. Do not do this!”

But Cassi was resolved. As weak as she was she pulled every last ounce of determination from within and continued.

“I would suggest that the feeding be ritualistic, each queen taking only a small amount and that the three humans have their memories altered and that they be released unharmed.”

“What?” cried one of the other queens. “These are nothing but humans. Their lives mean nothing!”

“They do to me. I defeated them. The sacrifice is in my honor. I should be able to decide their fate.”

“Not so fast my new queen,” said the oldest of the group. “The three were the offerings of Vanessa. It is she who shall decide.”

All eyes turned to Vanessa who smiled with this sudden turn of good fortune. A glance at Leonora then back to Cassi with a sneer.

“We cannot break tradition. I have given the three to the council not to this new upstart. We feed on them and cast their bodies aside like so much chaff.”

There were several murmurs of agreement from the other queens the issue apparently decided.

Cassi was riddled with guilt. She was responsible for these three being here and thereby whatever might befall them. Plus she had made a promise to Lorri assuring her of the safety of her baby.

“No!” shouted Cassi. “I challenge!”

Leonora, in advising Cassi of all the elements of becoming a vampire queen had explained also the rite of challenge. Queens were forbidden from directly killing or engaging another queen in physical combat, but one queen could challenge another in a test of auras. The two would simply direct their power toward the other until one overcame the other. The winner would prevail in the argument while the loser would suffer tremendous loss of face and disgrace. As a result challenges where extremely rare, no queen wishing to take a chance on losing status and prestige.

“Don’t be a fool! This is no way to start your reign,” whispered Leonora. “Vanessa’s aura is much more powerful than yours. You cannot win. She will disgrace you!”

“I… I have to try,” answered Cassi.

“I cannot help you.” said Leonora.

“I know,” Cassi replied.

“Do I understand you correctly?” asked the old queen. “As young, as inexperienced, as fatigued as you are, you wish to challenge Vanessa?”

“Yes. I want the three humans released unharmed.”

“Oh, you may have your challenge,” smiled Vanessa. “Yes indeed! I accept!”

“Very well,” decreed the old queen. “The challenge may begin.”

Vanessa stood at her council seat to face Cassi who still stood near the middle of the mat.

Cassi felt the blast of aura hit her like a freight train. Her knees almost buckled and she came close to collapsing. She aimed her own power back at Vanessa but her heart sank when she saw her adversary simply shrug off her assault nonchalantly. Cassi began to realize how fruitless her challenge was as Vanessa increased her power and Cassi wavered, her own aura swamped, washed away in the flood of power emanating from Vanessa. It was obvious Vanessa was using her power to force Cassi to her knees. Cassi felt her knees tremble under the onslaught but she managed to stay upright.

“Hmmm, strong for one so young,” mused Vanessa. “Let’s see how our upstart fares now!”

Cassi felt the sudden increase in Vanessa’s power and despite her most intense concentration she felt her knees begin to give way.

“Fool!” cried Vanessa. “Did you really think you could challenge a queen of my stature?”

Again the power increased and now Cassi could stem the inevitable no longer. She strained to her physical and mental limits yet her knees continued to bend. Sweat ran from her forehead as she tried everything she knew to forestall Vanessa’s victory but all to no avail. At last she could resist no longer and she fell to her knees in front of the council.

“Enough!” shouted Leonora. “You have won!”

“No, I think our fledgling queen needs to be taught a lesson,” responded Vanessa. “I think I shall force her to feed then watch as we suck these humans dry!”

Amy had just regained consciousness and she, Lorri and Kelly were instantly terrified. Screaming they ran for the exits, only to be stopped dead in their tracks by the combined auras of the assembled queens… The three turned slowly, their eyes glazed, and returned to the mat.

“Tradition dictates that the new queen feeds first so…” said Vanessa leveling even more power at Cassi.

A padded bench was brought in by two of the male pawns. It stood perhaps four feet high making it ideal to drape a woman across for easy sexual access. Kelly, her mind no longer her own, discarded the thong and draped herself across the padded bar. Cassi, fighting all the way but unable to stop, approached the auburn haired beauty. Vanessa was playing with them now, with their minds and bodies, much as a cat plays with a mouse before devouring it.

“Please don’t!” cried Kelly. “I beg of you. don’t so this!”

Vanessa was now near the limits of her aura in controlling the detective who approached the girl from behind.

Still Cassi hesitated and Vanessa was forced to use her total aural power to force her will on the new dark haired queen. Slowly Cassi placed her lance against Kelly’s labial lips.

“Please! Please! Nooooooooo!” screamed Kelly as Cassi could resist no longer and plunged into the woman with a massive thrust. Mindlessly for them both the ritual was completed, Kelly experiencing orgasm after orgasm as Cassi fed from her clitoris. At last Cassi was allowed to withdraw and the girl lay unconscious across the bar her hair, arms and legs dangling limply.

Next was Lorri and the process was repeated. Draping herself across the bar she begged Cassi not to feed upon her, but in the end, she was forcefully penetrated and screwed mindless as Cassi unwillingly sucked her blood.

Two unconscious bodies now lay across the bar as Amy offered herself as well.

Amy’s screams filled the cavern as she too was violated by Cassi until she also hung across the bar, not unconscious, but weeping from the knowledge of what she had just endured and how she had been defiled.

“You seem to have a special affinity with this one,” mused Vanessa. “Perhaps she should be initiated somewhere else as well.”

“No, please,” pleaded Cassi, but Vanessa’s power was omnipotent and soon Cassi was reaming the rear of the beautiful black woman whose screams and squeals of pain and anguish seemed to delight the queens of the council.

At last, three young beautiful bodies hung across the bar as Cassi was forced to kneel nearby.

“Now that our new upstart queen has had her fill, I think it is time the rest of us enjoyed ourselves as well,” smirked Vanessa.

Cassi wanted to look away, close her eyes and ears to the carnage which took place before her unbelieving eyes. The queens of the council descended upon the mat and flocked around their prey as they violated every orifice each hapless woman possessed. The screams and cries of the helpless women mixed with the contented sighs and laughter of the queens as they did indeed suffer each of the three women to every indignity possible before draining their bodies completely dry of every drop of blood.

As the lifeless bodies still lay draped across the bar, the queens began to exit the arena. Two of them walked very close to Cassi, still on her knees and still under the power of Vanessa.

“I really enjoyed the black the most,” said one. “So tight and her blood so hot, so sweet,”

“Yes, but did you hear the blonde squeal when I took her in her rear?”

“I love it when they beg, don’t you?” asked the other who shook her head in agreement as they walked on out with the others.

Slowly the arena emptied except for Vanessa and Cassi. Even Leonora could stand Cassi’s debasement no longer and had stolen away in embarrassment.

“Learned our lesson have we?” sneered Vanessa.

Still immobilized by Vanessa’s power, Cassi could say nothing but she looked to the more powerful queen with nothing but intense hatred.

“You made a promise tonight you could not keep. You promised that young mother her baby would go unharmed.”

Cassi tried to break free but the mental bonds were strong and she remained helpless.

“I have the power, not you. I can see the child remains unharmed or that she dies a horrible death.”

Vanessa now held Cassi’s undivided attention. Vanessa pulled back her robe revealing a phallus as large if not larger than Leonora’s.

“You’ve sucked Leonora’s. What a little slut you are. Suck mine and the baby will remain unharmed. Refuse and she dies an excruciating death.”

Vanessa eased her power ever so slightly so Cassi could respond.

“Why deal when you can make me?”

“Because I intend to have you suck me of your own free will. Oh, I admit it might be coerced, but I want you to do it without my using my aura. I think I shall enjoy watching you swallowing a load of royal cum.”

Cassi was repulsed, but…

“Well, what shall it be? Keep your dignity or allow the human baby to live?”

Cassi felt the power suddenly release. She knew it could be instituted again in the blink of an eye so she really was forced into only the two options. She hated this vampire far more than she hated Leonora yet she felt she had no choice. She had promised Lorri and to allow harm to come to an innocent baby…

After what she had participated in tonight Cassi felt she could sink no lower.

Slowly she drew the huge phallus to her, opened her mouth as widely as she cold and took the monstrous shaft into her mouth.

“Suck it, slut,” commanded Vanessa.

Cassi did as bidden and while reviling herself, she brought the hated queen to orgasm her mouth suddenly full of copious amounts of semen.

“Ah, yes! Swallow it! That’s it! You are nothing but a slut, Cassandra. You don’t deserve to be a queen. No self respecting queen would ever allow herself to be used as you have just now. And certainly not for a mere human. You’re trash, Cassandra. No queen of the council will ever take you seriously again.”

With that Vanessa strode from the arena tasting victory with every step as Cassi, still on her knees, wept uncontrollably.

 

Chapter 14

Cassi was devastated. She had been the cause of the deaths of four young women and was eaten up with guilt and remorse. Neither she nor Leonora could understand why, after her transformation to vampire, she could still harbor such compassion and empathy for humans.

After the tragedy at the council she had been too ashamed to go back to Leonora. She was aware of what a great disappoint she had been to the aging queen. She briefly toyed with the idea of seeking out Linda, but a mutual friend informed her that Linda was indeed pregnant and was apparently seeing another woman.

So, totally despondent, Cassi had rented a small furnished efficiency and tried to put together the pieces of her police career. She was very well aware of the irony when the three women, sacrificed in the arena, showed up as missing persons although no one had any reason at that point to tie the cases together. Cassi was aware that the bodies had been disposed of in such a manner that nothing would ever be found and the cases would eventually go into the unsolved file. This was no way for a human life to end she told herself convinced she should turn herself in. Yet she knew she would never be believed (who could believe such an incredible story?) and she had no evidence other than the fact that she now possessed a male appendage which would be laughed away as one more crazy hermaphrodite.

She saw no viable option except to continue her police work, try to collect evidence so she could one day expose the queens and what they were doing. And even though she had been thoroughly discredited at the council meeting, she was still a queen and she would work to undermine Vanessa and change the attitudes of the other queens to bring about at least a non-lethal relationship with humans. What she would do about her own hunger troubled her. She tried ignoring it but as time went on it became a raging, consuming fire within her.

She fed again, this time guarding her movements carefully to make sure she wasn’t being watched or followed by Vanessa’s pawns. The woman was a twenty-seven year old who had been celebrating at a friends birthday party. The festivities were held at a local bar and the woman had obviously had a bit too much to drink. As she staggered out to her car in the darkened lot, Cassi intercepted her, used her aura to subdue and keep the woman quiet, then fed upon her.

The woman’s alcohol level was so high it polluted the taste of the blood and Cassi came away sated but determined not to feed on any more drunks. As the woman, her mind fogged now with both alcohol and Cassi’s aura, staggered to her car, Cassi stole into the shadows and home again.

She was miserable. Larry had noticed the change in her and asked several times if there was anything he could do to help. She had tried to laugh it off as P.M.S. and/or other excuses which he didn’t seem to fully accept even though he didn’t press the matter. They continued to work on homicides and Cassi was grateful that since no bodies had surfaced she would not be called upon to work on any of the cases of the missing women.

Larry had become a real friend as well as partner. She could tell he would need little encouragement to pursue a more intimate relationship but she now drew the line more tightly than ever. Not only did she want to keep their relationship professional, she had no idea how he would react to a woman with a phallus which would put his own to shame. Yet she felt a closeness to the big gentle cop and realized she was beginning to consider him more a brother figure than anything else.

Three days later, just before their shift was over, she received a phone call. The voice on the other end was easily recognizable — and detestable.

“Cassandra, you will come to Leonora’s apartment, now.”

“Why should I… ?”

“Because I can still kill that human’s baby whenever I wish.”

It was evident that Vanessa was prepared to continue to use Lorri’s baby as a means of extortion. The baby was in the process of being adopted. Cassi had done some checking herself and found the young couple had all the qualities necessary to give the child a good life. She also knew however that Vanessa could and would wield her power at any time she wished.

“I’ll… be there right away,” she replied.

“See that you do,” came the cold and curt end to the conversation.

“Hey, everything okay?” asked Larry, noting the concerned look on Cassi’s face.

“Huh? Oh, yeah,” she covered. “Just need to go see a friend.”

Cassi grabbed her jacket and headed for the door.

“I’ll be glad to…” he began.

“Thanks, but it’s a friend who just needs someone to talk with. See you tomorrow,” she threw over her shoulder as she exited the squad room.

Larry looked after her, an unease in his eyes.

Minutes later Cassi stepped off the elevator and knocked on the door of Leonora’s apartment. She had been asking herself on the way over what Vanessa could possibly want with her now. Did she simply have another urge to degrade Cassi in front of Leonora or something else more sinister? Whatever it was, Cassi was sure she wouldn’t like it.

Cassi noticed the change in Leonora the moment she opened the door. Her long lovely face was deeply lined and her expression was decidedly lacking the self confidence Cassi had grown accustomed to.

Her posture was slightly stooped, her voice weaker than Cassi remembered.

“Get away! Go! Run!” she whispered, but another voice cut her off.

“Ah, ah, Leonora, is that any way to treat another queen? ”

There was contempt in the voice and Cassi’s instinct was to draw her weapon but she realized how useless that would be.

“Come in Cassandra. How nice to see you again,” smirked Vanessa. The vampire queen stood on the balcony overlooking the city. She stepped a pace or two back into the room as Cassi and Leonora stood across from her.

“What do you want, Vanessa?” asked Cassi, trying to make it a demand rather than a question.

“Oh there are many things I want, slut. You see, I have had a plan for some time now. I wish to become queen of queens, the most powerful of all vampires. In order to accomplish that I must rid myself of those who would oppose me on the council. Leonora here is one. Actually I have been plotting her demise for years, but then recently she unwittingly played into my hands by announcing that she was stepping down. I handpicked the replacement I wanted but she caused me endless problems by naming you her successor. I have, of course, been busy undermining you and your influence with the council. Luckily that has not been difficult. You continue to show far too much empathy with humans. It is the very reason I hold sway over you now. You actually care about that human swine’s child so much you would degrade yourself to assure her safety. No self respecting vampire queen would ever allow that to happen. I honestly thought after your unsuccessful challenge and the way I degraded you, that you would either step down as queen or perhaps even do the proper thing and take your own miserable life. But you have chosen to do neither. So now i must take matters into my own hands.”

“You may be stronger than I am,” said Cassi, “but Leonora and I together…”

“Leonora!” spit Vanessa. “She is old and weak. I have just fed on her, taken her vitality. She no longer poses a threat to me. And neither do you!”

“So your plan is to kill me?” asked Cassi.

“I intend to kill you both. You will be found at each other’s throats, a lover’s quarrel perhaps. Anyway, two more obstacles will be out of my way and the path shall be clear for me to name Leonora’s successor.”

Vanessa snorted in triumph. “How ironic that the very queen I shall name shall indeed carry Leonora’s blood.”

“My… daughter?” cried Leonora.

“Hmmmm, yes. She had all the qualities that are lacking in this cock sucking whore of yours.”

“But…”

“But nothing. She realizes who should be queen of queens. She will provide the additional strength and guile I need to attain my goal. Oh, there will come a time when she too shall have to be eliminated. I am aware she has ultimate designs of he own. But for the time being she will serve my needs well.”

“But,” said Cassi, turning to Leonora, “I thought you told me your daughter was unsuitable.”

“Ha, ha!” laughed Vanessa. “Leonora, you do have a way with irony!”

“What is she talking about?” Cassi demanded of Leonora.

“I… I…” stammered Leonora, the first time Cassi had ever seen her at a loss for words.

“You haven’t told her, have you?” laughed Vanessa. “You see my little slut, Leonora is not only your queen — she is your mother!”

Cassi’s mouth dropped open in shock and revulsion.

“She’s lying! Tell me she’s lying!” pleaded Cassi of Leonora, but when the aging queen was mute, the truth crashed over the detective like an avalanche.

“I’m… your daughter? But you… you… screwed me! My God I’m pregnant with your child!”

“Let me explain…” began Leonora but it was Vanessa who spoke next.

“That’s right, slut. Your own mother fucked you. You sucked your own mother’s cock and now your carrying her baby!”

“Cassandra,” continued Leonora, “you and your sister were twins. By tradition I should have killed one of you and raised the other to succeed me. But I could not bring myself to do that. According to tradition I allowed you both to be raised by humans until you were of age. Your sister, however, is far too ambitious, too reckless and too ruthless to rule wisely. That is why I chose you.”

“Then I was born a vampire?”

“Yes, I was impregnated by my mother as is the tradition. It preserves the bloodline. One day I had hoped you would rule in my stead and when the time was right impregnate your own daughter so she could succeed you. Vampires have never questioned the tradition, but with your strong human feelings…”

Realization of the full incestuous ramifications overwhelmed the detective as Vanessa stood smiling, enjoying the destruction of this mother/daughter relationship.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Cassi demanded.

“Leonora shrugged in resignation. “If I had you would have turned away, rejected your vampirism.”

“You’re damn straight I would have,” shot back Cassi.

Revulsion was written all over Cassi’s face. She looked from the sneering Vanessa to the defeated Leonora not able to determine which she reviled more at this moment.

“But enough of this mother daughter chit chat,” chuckled Vanessa. “It is time to dispense with you both. My choice of a new queen should be arriving shortly.”

Even though Vanessa aimed her aura at Leonora, Cassi could feel the incredible power. Leonora was trying to fend off the aura, but her power was no longer as strong as it once had been.

“You’re old and weak, Leonora. You can no longer oppose me,” smiled Vanessa as she mentally forced the older queen to her knees. Leonora’s brow was furrowed, the lines in her face steadily increasing, her entire body seeming to shrivel.

“What are you doing?” cried Cassi.

“I thought that was evident, my little slut. I’m killing her! Something i should have done years ago!”

Suddenly there was the sound of splintering wood and the crashing open of the apartment door as Larry stormed into the apartment.

“Chicago P.D.!” he shouted, his Glock pointed at Vanessa. “Stop whatever you’re doing. Right now!”

“Larry… !” breathed a startled Cassi.

“I’ve known for some time that something was up. You’ve been acting strange. So tonight I decided to follow. I’ve been listening at the door. I’m not sure I understood everything that was said, especially the kinky incest stuff, but when I heard the bitch here say she was killing someone I decided it was time to make an entrance.”

Vanessa smirked. “So the slut’s savior has arrived.”

“I’d clam it up if I were you, sister,” said Larry, the Glock pointed directly at Vanessa’s chest.

The powerful queen was framed in the doorway to the balcony, a breeze rippling her robe.

“Do you really think you, a mere human, can threaten me?”

“Watch me,” said Larry, his two handed grip on the gun tightening.

Again Vanessa simply smiled faintly and suddenly Larry was gripped by an invisible force. He saw the look in Vanessa’s eyes, knew it was coming from her.

“Go ahead, try to shoot me, you pathetic little human!”

Try as he might, Larry could not squeeze the trigger. Both hands were in a death grip on the handle of the gun, but he simply could not will his trigger finger to obey. Sweat began to appear on his brow as slowly the gun began to turn back toward him. His eyes bulged as he realized what was happening.

Vanessa’s smile broadened. The gun had already rotated through ninety degrees and was continuing. Soon, despite everything Larry could do, it would be pointing at his head and Cassi knew Vanessa would not hesitate to force her partner to shoot himself.

Cassi suddenly remembered the day that Leonora had been momentarily distracted, how her aura had diminished ever so slightly. It was evident that Vanessa was giving Larry her full attention in forcing the detective to turn the gun on himself. Larry’s left hand came away, and the right, no longer under Larry’s control, placed the barrel against his temple.

Cassi knew it was now or never. She also knew she could not use her aura. That would only call attention to her and cause Vanessa to grip them both in her aura. With everything she had learned in the last few minutes and a resigned guilt of her own actions in which she had killed one woman directly and participated in the deaths of three others, she suddenly, without warning hurled herself at the vampire queen.

Vanessa caught the motion from the corner of her eye and sought to quickly refocus her aura. But Cassi’s lunge had already taken her off the floor, her body hurdling toward the source of her torment, gravity and inertia now the masters of the petite detective’s body.

Vanessa’s attempt to sidestep the flying body was too late and Cassi hit her full in the chest carrying them both onto the balcony and over the railing.

As both bodies hurled downward seventeen stories, Vanessa simply laughed derisively.

“Think you’ve won, slut? — Ha!”

Seconds later Cassi died instantly when her body hit a parked limo. Landing on her back, her legs and waist made contact with the fender and hood while her upper torso continued toward the street literally breaking her body in two. Only her outward skin and muscles prevented the body from actually snapping into two pieces.

Vanessa, on the other hand, hit the pavement head first, her skull bursting open like an overripe melon.

In the apartment there was stunned silence as Larry began to regain self control as Leonora rose slowly and painfully to her feet.

From the open doorway came a new voice from a young woman who had just arrived.

“My, my Leonora, I’m disappointed. You started all the fun without me.”

 

Chapter 15

The vampire queen hugged the naked body closely as her victim, a pretty Asian teenager, experienced a final massive orgasm, cried out and lay still in her arms. At last, satisfied she had drained every drop, the vampire released her grip and the body slumped to the floor like a discarded rag.

The movie theatre restroom was dark, quiet and otherwise empty or so the queen thought.

As she closed her robe, the queen felt another presence. She smiled, not even bothering to turn around.

“Hello, Mother! Come to check on the new queen?”

“Your rise to queen was meteoric,” opined Leonora.

“Yes, wasn’t it.”

“You’ve let your hair grow in its natural color.”

“Yes, I tired of coloring it. Besides there is now no need.”

The older woman looked at the nude, dead body

“You are being reckless. What if someone… ?”

“They won’t. My new pawn will see that no one enters and he’ll clean up this mess after I leave,” she said, kicking at the body slightly in derision.

“Detective Crawford?”

“Yes. It was a real bit of serendipity that he was at the apartment when I arrived. He will serve me well, covering my indiscretions and throwing the police off my trail.”

“What are your plans?” asked Leonora.

“Vanessa had the right idea: a queen of queens. It will take time, of course, but eventually I shall succeed where Vanessa failed.”

“And what of Vanessa’s successor?”

“I have become Elena’s mentor. She will eventually become queen

— but under my direction. As for my own successor I expect you are aware I am with child.”

“Yes, how clever you were. You are powerful, but reckless — and ruthless.”

“So I am. I shall be much more powerful than you ever were Mother. If I am to become queen of queens, I cannot let a little thing like conscience bother me. Humans are chattel. We use them and discard them. It is that simple.”

“Your sister…”

“Cassandra was weak, just like you. Her compassion was her undoing.”

“She deserved better.”

“No, she did not! She allowed her feelings to interfere with her ambitions. A mistake I will not make!”

“She was my daughter. We used her for our own designs.”

“That we did. We both did. So be it. She would never have made a powerful queen.”

“Perhaps not, but she might have brought compassion to the council.”

“Who needs compassion? She had no drive, no ambition.”

“No lust to kill.”

“Killing is what we do, Mother. You of all people should know that.”

“Cassandra wanted more for us — for our kind.”

“Our kind is exactly what it is. We prey on humans, Mother. They are like cattle in the field, waiting to be slaughtered.”

“Cassandra wanted…”

“Enough with what Cassandra wanted! She’s gone. Dead — and good riddance.”

“If it were not for her,” said Leonora sadly, “you could never have become queen.”

“That is so. She gave me what I knew you never would. But the child I carry will never be like her. I will raise her to be strong, to succeed me as queen of queens.”

Nodding her head in resignation that nothing could or would stop her daughter’s quest for power, Leonora began to fade back into the shadows. As she reached for the door she turned a final time as her daughter spoke.

“Good night, Mother.”

“Good night, Linda,” said Leonora and quietly slipped away.

THE END