Chapter III: The New Family

Once Loredana and Bela left Mirela’s room they took to the chambers they were sharing for the evening and Loredana changed both of them into their nightclothes. Bela wore a drab grey nightshirt that went all the way down to her knees for her pajamas. In contrast, Loredana wore a luxurious light blue nightgown with a low cut that emphasized her cleavage and a skirt that terminated scandalously high to reveal most of her thighs. Not wanting to have to deal with a potential mess when they woke up in the morning, Loredana led Bela to the privy. Though the toilet was near their chamber at the end of the hallway, it still felt creepy walking down the dark, eerie hallway with but a single candle on the wall for illumination. Loredana lifted Bela’s dress up as she assisted Bela in sitting on the toilet, which was really just a hole cut into a stone shelf. The castle had very basic plumbing that allowed any deposited waste to sluice down the side of the castle facing the cliffside.

Loredana tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Bela to commence with her dirty business. Finally after about ten minutes Loredana heard a trickling noise echoing through the hole Bela sat upon. Loredana crinkled her nose as she heard and scented actions she would have rather not dealt with or even considered this evening. There seemed nothing more demeaning than having to wipe clean her invalid sister’s bottom.

“Damn you, Bela!” screamed Loredana spitefully. “Why can’t you just be normal so I don’t have to do this nasty work for you all the time!”

A sudden rage filled Loredana and she slapped Bela across the face. The side of Bela’s cheek turned red but she sat still and made no reaction which only angered Loredana even more. The only response Bela gave to her sister’s abuse was to generate more noises from her evacuating bowels, creating an even worse mess for Loredana to clean. Loredana squealed angrily and raised her hand to strike Bela once again but when she saw her sister staring up at her blankly Loredana felt regret and shame filling her being. It wasn’t Bela’s fault that she was this way; she couldn’t help it. Loredana stroked Bela’s hair and kissed her on the cheek right where she had been struck before taking Bela by the hands and apologizing to her profusely. Loredana hoped that somewhere in her mind Bela realized how sorry she felt and forgave Loredana her transgression.

Once Loredana was sure Bela had finished she used a cloth to wipe Bela’s cunny and bottom and disposed of the dirty towel in the toilet. She wasn’t sure she could trust the servants at this castle to do any of the laundry for them properly and would rather not concern herself too much with washing her sister’s excrement out of cloth. When they arrived back in their room Loredana realized Bela had not eaten a single thing so far that day. She found the last of the bread and cheese they had packed for the journey up the mountain and shoved it into Bela’s hand.

“Eat,” Loredana ordered.

Loredana repeated herself a few more times but Bela simply looked down at the food in her hand and played with it, crumbling it between her fingers. Loredana growled in frustration and began forcing the food into Bela’s mouth. She made Bela swallow large gulps of water and wine to wash the solids all down her throat. Bela ate without pleasure or savor. When Loredana was satisfied that Bela had consumed enough food to at least keep from starving, she let Bela’s hair down from the bun she had tied earlier this morning and gave her brunette tresses a hundred strokes with her brush. Once she was finished Loredana applied the same number of strokes to her own hair.

Loredana locked the door but left the candles burning. She wasn’t sure she wanted to sleep in the dark tonight at this strange, ancient castle. Loredana helped Bela into bed and pulled the blankets over her torso before climbing into bed next to her. Loredana tried to sleep but couldn’t stop thinking of Şarpe. Images of his beautiful face, his overconfident smile, his muscled calves and thighs, and his large prick played themselves over and over in Loredana’s memories and fantasies. Loredana forced her eyes open and glanced over at Bela. Her sister’s hands were placed one over the other on top of her stomach as she stared unblinking at the ceiling.

Loredana slowly sneaked her hand down past her belly and stroked her already moist cunny. She tried to be as silent as possible as her fingers danced over her clitoris and massaged the folds of her labia. Loredana traced a finger up and down her slit to spread her wetness around her vulva. Loredana closed her eyes and bit her lip as she fantasized about Şarpe taking her in his strong arms. In her vision, Loredana clutched Şarpe’s head to her bosom and stroked his wavy brown hair as he pulled down the top of her gown and wetted her breasts with his kisses. Loredana moaned softly as she pushed two fingers inside her opening and imagined it was Şarpe shoving his fingers inside her sex. Loredana put her knees up and spread her legs apart as she imagined opening her thighs for him and begging him to take her. She would give all of herself to him, kissing and licking him wherever he wanted and allowing him to stick his rod anywhere inside her that he desired. Loredana started to feel constricted and weighed down by the heavy blankets covering her. She glanced over at Bela and saw she was still staring silently up at the ceiling. It’s not like she’s actually going to say anything or take offense, Loredana rationalized to herself.

Loredana threw the covers off her body and pulled her gown up to her waist, exposing her dripping wet cunny that was surrounded by an oval of golden-red fur. Loredana reached down to her loins and masturbated herself in open view of her sister while allowing herself to moan louder, though not so loudly that her neighbors might hear. Loredana whispered Eduard Şarpe’s name over and over with plaintive sighs as she used the fingertips of one hand to rub her clitoris fervently while the fingers of her other hand penetrated deep inside her cunny. She felt the mattress beneath her becoming soaked with her cunny juice as she loved herself.

Loredana looked over at her sister. Bela remained motionless and inattentive to anything around her. How can she just lay there while I do such naughty things right next to her, Loredana wondered. Did all sense of shame or embarrassment leave her along with the rest of her senses? Loredana took a hand from her cunny and reached over to place it atop Bela’s right breast. The accumulated fluid from her arousal dampened Bela’s nightshirt where Loredana’s hand laid, leaving dark stains on the gray fabric. Loredana squeezed Bela’s chest through her shirt as she rubbed herself with her other hand. Enjoying the way Bela’s breast felt in her hand and becoming more aroused by the indecency of such an action, Loredana rolled over onto her side next to Bela. She stroked Bela’s cheek with her dirty fingers, smearing her seepage all over the side of Bela’s face. Loredana leaned over and ran her tongue up and down Bela’s cheek, tasting her own leavings and cleaning them from Bela’s face. Bela still made no reaction; Loredana might as well not exist to her.

Loredana pulled the strap of Bela’s nightshirt down off her shoulder until Bela’s milky-white breast was exposed. Unlike the well-shaped globes of Loredana’s bosom, Bela’s breasts were more like bags of fat attached to her chest. Loredana ran her hand over the warm, squishy flesh of Bela’s teat, rubbing Bela’s nipple between her finger and thumb for good measure. Loredana moved her head down to Bela’s bosom and laid wet, sucking kisses all over the skin of her breast before suckling upon Bela’s nipple. Loredana reached over and grabbed Bela’s other breast, squeezing it roughly as she licked and sucked upon Bela’s pointy brown bud. When Bela gave no sign of reception to this stimulation, Loredana bit Bela’s nipple and worked it back and forth between her teeth. When she clamped down hard enough on Bela’s nip that Loredana’s upper and lower teeth nearly met, Bela made a clucking noise in her throat. Loredana released the nipple from her mouth after giving it a final lick and Bela made a sighing noise as the torment ceased. A purple bruise in the form of tooth marks had already formed on Bela’s breast.

“So you can still experience pain,” remarked Loredana. “But what about pleasure?”

Loredana reached beneath the blankets and pulled the bottom of Bela’s nightshirt up to her waist. She sucked and bit her sister’s neck while her hand ran up and down the inside of Bela’s thigh. Bela had lost quite of bit of weight since suffering her affliction but her legs were still flabby and her thighs jiggled as Loredana caressed her hand over some old scars on Bela’s leg and slowly worked her way up to Bela’s crotch. Loredana’s fingertips traversed the wild thatch of dark brown pubic hair that had become overgrown due to neglect. Bela was in no capacity to groom herself and her sisters had not exactly considered the maintenance of her pubic mound a priority. Loredana delicately fingered the petals of Bela’s cunny but found her sex to be completely dry even after all the love her mouth had provided to Bela’s teats. Bela’s lack of response wouldn’t stop the insatiable redhead however, she was always up to the challenge. Loredana worked two of her fingers inside of Bela and moved them slowly in and out the tunnel of her opening. Like a new wellspring being tapped, Loredana soon felt wetness flowing from her sister’s cunny. Loredana stroked the outside of Bela’s genitals, liberally spreading her sister’s natural lubrication around before dipping her fingers back again inside of Bela. Loredana fingered Bela for a minute longer but once her sister gave no reaction that she might break her infernal staring Loredana rolled over in frustration.

“It’s just no fun when your partner is unwilling or unable to reciprocate,” Loredana complained with a loud sigh.

Loredana tasted Bela on her fingers as her sparkling green eyes were drawn to the chamber door. She knew she shouldn’t just leave her sister alone and that if Mirela or Bianca found out she had they would likely murder her. Loredana tried telling herself she could follow instructions for once and do the right thing but she realized she had been plotting this next action ever since she had volunteered to care for Bela. Loredana climbed out of bed and pulled her nightgown back down. She grabbed the candle in its holder sitting on the nightstand and made for the exit.

Loredana leaned over the top of Bela and readjusted the straps of her sister’s nightshirt so she was again covered. She would have to apply some powder to Bela’s right breast tomorrow to cover up the purple teeth marks she had made. Loredana tucked her sister back in beneath the blankets and asked, “You’ll be alright for just a little bit, won’t you? I won’t be gone long. You’ll just go right to sleep and wake up in the morning with me next to you? And no one the wiser?”

Bela continued staring up at the ceiling, still daft. “Right,” Loredana sighed as she unlocked the door and turned the handle. Loredana slowly swung the door open and winced when it generated a loud creaking noise. She waited a moment but couldn’t sense any movement from Bela or hear either of her sisters from the room next door and so proceeded. Loredana stepped into the dark hallway and gently closed the door behind her. Unfortunately, the door only locked from inside and so the entrance had to be left unsecured. Mirela and Bianca would kill her if they found out she’d left her addled sister to fend for herself, but Loredana only had one thing on her mind.

Loredana wandered the hallways of this floor with only her single candle for illumination. Someone had come through earlier that night and extinguished most of the torches that had lighted these halls. Now there was only one torch per hallway providing any sight in this darkness. Fortunately, there were no rats or spiderwebs that she could see down this end of the hallway. A fact certainly appreciated considering she had forgotten to don her slippers. Loredana shivered as the night cold of the castle penetrated her skin. She suddenly regretted wearing such a skimpy outfit but if Şarpe managed to see her in it then the chill might be worth it. Loredana traversed out of this wing into an unexplored portion of the castle. The darkness seemed to swallow her whole as she ventured deeper into the maw of Sidexes.

Loredana stopped short and turned around slowly when she heard a noise from behind. Or was it to the side? Only now Loredana realized she had been wandering aimlessly in the hopes of finding Şarpe and was now quite lost. Who knew what might be stalking the halls of the castle at this late hour. Loredana heard the noise again, some kind of whispering sound that whistled through the air. At first it seemed to emanate from all around her but finally centered on the intersection of a hallway just ahead of her. Goosepimples raised over the breadth of Loredana’s skin as she shivered uncontrollably. Her plentiful chest heaved with fear and she felt anxiety threaten to take control of her senses. Loredana clutched her candle tightly as she watched the grim shadow of a figure approaching closer to the opening of the intersection.

The mysterious person striding by turned out to a young woman wearing a long, flowing white dress. Rather than turning and walking straight toward Loredana, this stranger thankfully continued down the hallway ahead of Loredana without sighting her. Loredana couldn’t see too clearly in this poor light, but the woman appeared to be about the same age as Loredana. She had snow-white blonde hair that fell to her waist and a beautiful, serious looking face. The woman seemed to glide rather than walk across the floor, and looked ethereal in the scant light that reflected over her pale dress, hair, and skin that surrounded her with a soft glow. Loredana clutched the fabric of her gown at her chest tightly and held her breath until the woman was out of sight. She hadn’t been aware of any other woman in the castle aside from the Countess. Whoever this strange woman was, she certainly carried herself in the manner of a noble lady.

Once Loredana saw the other woman depart from sight she turned around and shrieked as she bumped into the person she hadn’t noticed standing right behind her. Şarpe put up his hands in defense and chuckled as Loredana gasped loudly and put a hand to her chest to help calm herself.

“Lord Şarpe!” Loredana cried. “You frightened me so!”

“Nothing to fear, fair lady,” Şarpe said with a slight bow. “I am at your service.” He was still dressed in the same wear as when Loredana had first met him earlier this evening and was still just as handsome.

Loredana looked back and forth fearfully before admitting, “I was only afraid because I saw a strange woman walking around the castle.”

“Truthfully?” Şarpe asked in surprise. “There are no women here aside from the Countess. Not even a maidservant. What was her appearance?”

“She was very pale and beautiful, with snow-white hair and a white dress,” Loredana described. “I don’t know who she was.”

Şarpe put his hand on his chin and said, “Perhaps it was a phantom. It is a very old castle with much history. I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to learn there was a ghost haunting these walls. I believe there was a former Countess Turenau who matches your description.”

“Oh no, my lord,” disagreed Loredana with a shake of her head. “I saw the spirit of my Grandmama once when I was a child playing in her old room at the manor I grew up in. That phantom was transparent and formless aside from a head and arms. Nothing more than a face and vapour really. The woman in white still seemed alive to me.”

“I suppose living is all relative,” Şarpe replied with a sly smile. “But what you did or did not see is not important, my beauty. All I want to know is what you were doing wandering the hallways of Sidexes in the dead of night?”

Loredana blushed and admitted, “I was trying to find you, my lord.”

“Is that so?” Şarpe asked. “I too felt given to wander. Somehow I knew in my heart I would find you tonight.”

Şarpe wrapped his arm around Loredana’s waist and pulled her body tightly to his. Loredana was enveloped by Şarpe’s intimidating height and powerful grip. She gasped and then sighed as Şarpe mashed his lips to hers. His mouth felt troublingly cold at first but his lips soon grew warm against Loredana’s. Şarpe kissed her so passionately that it left her breathless. Loredana had never had anyone kiss her this way, biting and sucking at her lips and forcing his tongue into her mouth so aggressively. Şarpe’s tongue made teasing promises but every time Loredana tried to catch it with her teeth or tongue Şarpe pulled away. Finally he allowed Loredana to suck upon his tongue and stick her own tongue into his mouth. Loredana wrapped a hand around Şarpe’s neck while her other hand still held the candle which had suddenly become a mighty inconvenience. Şarpe’s hands were placed over Loredana’s wide hips and his fingers worked their way downward until they creeped beneath Loredana’s short nightgown to caress her bare thighs. Lust took control of Loredana as a familiar dampness formed between her legs. She was going to give Şarpe everything she had promised him during her fantasy and more.

After a couple more minutes of engaging in battle using their tongues as weapons, Şarpe broke the kiss and whispered into Loredana’s ear as he bit her lobe, “Would you like to see my chambers, lovely Lady Loredana?”

Loredana moaned as she felt Şarpe’s tongue moving inside her ear and his teeth upon her skin. She answered back, “I am yours, my lord. Whether in your room or anywhere else.”

“Follow me,” Şarpe commanded. “It is not far.”

Şarpe thankfully took the candle from Loredana and held it out to light the path ahead of them as they crossed over to another wing that held additional rooms. They walked for a while with their hands around each other’s waists until Şarpe reached down and clutched the fullness of Loredana’s buttock through her gown. His pinky finger curled around Loredana’s thigh until it brushed against Loredana’s genitals. Şarpe grinned when he discovered Loredana’s sex was dripping wet. His fingers snaked further around Loredana’s thigh up to her crotch until his fingertips penetrated Loredana’s opening.

Loredana whirled around and kissed Şarpe again, attacking his mouth wildly in an aroused state that was near derangement. She suckled the side of his neck and reached down to stroke the front of his pants with her hand. A strong, elongated hardness had formed inside of Şarpe’s tights that Loredana took ahold of and squeezed, which earned a satisfied grunt from Şarpe.

Loredana broke the kiss reluctantly and turned to face the wall. She curved her spine and pushed her bottom out to attain the most provocative position she could muster. Loredana reached back and lifted her gown slowly above her waist so the plump curves of her naked bottom were fully displayed. The humps of her large buttocks expanded outward with the thin line of her crack splitting down the middle of her ass. A small tuft of red hair peeked out from between her thighs.

“Take me now,” Loredana said with a heavy breath as she stared back at Şarpe and bared everything to him. “Just pin me against this wall and stick it in me over and over until you’ve found your satisfaction.”

Şarpe laughed at her like she was a silly girl and said, “As tempting as that sounds, my sweet, we are only a few doors away from my quarters. Let’s at least be comfortable while we make love.”

Loredana hesitated for only a second. She had left Bela lying by herself unattended in an unlocked room. She really only wanted a quick fuck to sate her unquenchable lust so she could return to her room in time before her sisters discovered her missing. Loredana had a whole week left to play with Şarpe if she so chose. Spending the evening in Şarpe’s chamber made this an all-night affair. But desire had taken ownership of Loredana’s mind and body and her reservations could not compete with her lust.

“Is making love what we will be doing?” Loredana asked slyly. “That’s a rather lovely term for the naughty things you’ll be doing to me.” She wiggled her bottom for Şarpe and slapped her left buttock hard enough to make a loud, echoing smack.

Şarpe smiled and raised a peaked eyebrow at the lustful girl before dropping the candle to the floor and grabbing Loredana by her hips, pulling her body tightly to his. Loredana felt Şarpe’s erection pressing against her behind and gasped as the tip poked against her cunny through Şarpe’s tights. He gently pulled her gown back down and kissed her passionately for another moment before taking her by the hand and leading her to his room. They turned a corner and walked past just a few more rooms until they arrived outside an ornate door that had a wood carving of a wolf’s head mounted above it. Şarpe turned the handle and pushed the door open, holding it in place so that Loredana could walk in ahead of him and allowing him another fantastic view of Loredana’s buttocks shifting back and forth beneath the fabric of her short, tight nightgown.

While the accommodations provided to the Pierocent sisters had been rather plain though comfortable, this room clearly belonged to a member of the nobility. A large, ornate bed pushed against the wall was covered with red satin pillows and white silk sheets. Exquisite hardcarved wooden dressers, armoires, and stands furnished the perimeter of the room while a large rug made from some Far Eastern weave was laid over the stone floor. The room was well-illuminated with candles burning in nearly every corner.

Loredana stopped short when she entered the room and found the Countess lying on the bed waiting for them. Vivianna had been caught posing provocatively, lying on her side with her head resting on the palm of her hand while she propped herself up with her elbow. She wore the same tight black dress from dinner though her skirt had ridden up to her lower thighs and showed off her shapely calves. Due to her lounging position, one of Vivianna’s large breasts threatened to slip through the slit in her dress and was barely suppressed from exposure.

“Oh!” Loredana cried as she covered her mouth in alarm. “You surprised me, Countess Turenau. I did not know you would be in here. I will take my leave immediately.”

Vivianna waved her hand dismissively. “No worries, my dear,” she said. “Lord Şarpe and I were discussing something important before he stepped out. Please stay so I can tell you about it.”

Loredana hesitated at the doorway until she felt Şarpe’s presence behind her. He held her by waist and pressed his crotch to her backside, proving he clearly remained aroused by the feel of her against him. He surely wouldn’t try anything with the Countess in the room with them, would he?

“You can come nearer, Loredana,” said Vivianna with a beckoning of her finger and a mischievous grin on her face. “I promise I won’t bite.”

Loredana stepped tentatively toward the bed and stood at the foot of it. “Well, what were you and Lord Şarpe talking about earlier?” she asked.

Vivianna gave a husky, throaty bark of a laugh and said, “Eduard and I just couldn’t get over how delicious you looked tonight.”

Loredana face turned red and her freckles showed more prominently. She clenched her fingers together and fluttered her eyelashes as she replied bashfully, “You are making me blush, Countess.”

Vivianna drew herself up onto her knees, threatening to suffer a wardrobe mishap as her breasts swelled outward. “We haven’t seen anything as lovely as you for a long time, Loredana,” she said. “You or your sisters. I can tell Lord Şarpe is quite taken with you.”

Loredana felt Şarpe’s hardness pressing against her backside again as his fingers slid up and down the curves of her sides. His hands reached up from behind and Loredana gasped as he ripped apart the bodice of Loredana’s gown to release her bosom. Şarpe attacked Loredana’s large freckled breasts, kneading and squeezing them. He pinched and pricked her nipples as he caressed the flesh that surrounded them. Loredana groaned with pleasure and rubbed her bottom against the front of Şarpe’s tights.

Vivianna reached over and took ahold of Loredana’s hands. She rubbed the back of Loredana’s hands with her thumbs and looked at Loredana intently as she asked, “What do you think of other women, Loredana?”

“I’m not sure what you mean,” Loredana said breathily. The way Şarpe fondled her breasts while kissing the back of her neck made it difficult to think of anything at all.

Vivianna pulled Loredana’s hands down and placed them around the curvature of her waist. She asked, “What I mean is, what do you think of me?”

Vivianna pulled apart the slit in the front of her dress until her naked bosom to slipped through the gap. Her breasts were heavy and full, sagging to either side of her chest as if they were grateful to be freed from their constriction. Her nipples were long and pointed, stretching slightly upward nearly an inch past the small surface area of her areolae. Vivianna’s curvy yet slim body looked identical to that of a Roman statue of the goddess Venus that had been the centerpiece of the garden outside Loredana’s childhood manor.

“I think you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Loredana answered truthfully as her eyes drank in Vivianna’s perfect form.

Loredana had only been with another woman once before. A few years before, right after Bianca had returned home a widow, a girl the same age as her worked on their dairy farm as a milkmaid. That girl had eventually been driven out of the village by fanatical Christians who accused her of being possessed by the devil. They had been disturbed by the fact that the girl cut her hair like a boy, dressed like a boy, and even acted like a boy, an affront to their good Christian natures that demanded they persecute the girl.

One day when Loredana’s family was visiting the farm, Loredana broke away from her sisters and waited until the barn was empty except for the milkmaid. She cornered the boyish girl in the back of the barn while the maid busied herself milking the cows. Loredana told the milkmaid that she made a very handsome boy and wondered aloud if she really was a girl beneath all those clothes. The maid raised an eyebrow and dared Loredana to find out for herself. A few minutes later the two were kissing with wild abandon up on the hayloft and while their hands discovered all there was to know about each other’s bodies.

Loredana learned what the warm, wet, stickiness of a woman’s sex felt like on her hand and the milkmaid showed Loredana what can be done to another woman using your fingers. While Loredana fingered her, the maid pulled the straps of Loredana’s dress off her shoulders until her naked chest was revealed. The girl pinched and tugged on Loredana’s nipples like she was milking her teats which made Loredana shudder and gasp before the maid moved her attention downward. Once the maid located Loredana’s now soaked cunny she stroked Loredana’s lips before penetrating her digitally. After fingering Loredana to climax for the first time, she dipped a ladle into a nearby pail and dripped warm, fresh milk onto Loredana’s bosom before proceeding to lick it all up. The maid’s lips paid special attention to Loredana’s pink nipples, sucking them into her mouth and tugging on them with her teeth as she pulled her mouth away. That was when Loredana achieved her second orgasm. Loredana tore the maid’s shirt off and unwound the bindings the girl used to flatten her breasts so she could appear more manlike. Even unfettered, the girl’s breasts were not much to speak of with only a slight curve and swell to define the shape of her bosom. Loredana still grasped the milkmaid’s chest as tightly as possible and kissed all over her teats while the girl and Loredana fucked each other’s cunnies with their fingers. The two young, horny teenagers didn’t cease until they had each climaxed multiple times.

Loredana encountered the milkmaid just one more time. Loredana merely wanted to kiss and maybe touch the girl’s breasts again but the maid kept saying between kisses that she wanted to taste Loredana’s cunny and insisted on having Loredana lick her down there in return. Kissing and touching she had been okay with but this request made Loredana uncomfortable. Loredana had rationalized this taboo by pretending it was just was a boy she was playing with. The illusion was only broken whenever she felt between the maid’s legs. Being with someone of the same sex had been exciting due to it being forbidden, but actually putting her mouth on another woman’s genitals and licking her privates seemed to be going too far even for her. This was before Loredana had a reputation for being a harlot and she feared what might be said about her if the maid revealed their illicit behavior.

Loredana bit the maid on her thigh and slapped her face when she forced Loredana’s head down to her crotch. Loredana said she never wanted to see the girl again and focused her attention exclusively on boys thereafter. A few weeks later the milkmaid was caught licking the cunny of a farmer’s daughter and she probably would have been burnt at the stake if she hadn’t fled the village first. Loredana couldn’t help wondering what had become of that milkmaid and always regretted not doing more with the girl when she had the chance.

Now the opportunity to be with a woman had presented itself again, and Vivianna was no skinny, boyish milkmaid. She was a fine, noble lady with beauty unsurpassed by any woman Loredana had ever seen. Vivianna lifted Loredana’s hands to her chest and closed them around the finely sculpted curves of Vivianna’s breasts. They felt so soft and full in Loredana’s hands that she couldn’t help sighing as she explored the Countess’ body. She felt the points of Vivianna’s nipples poking the palms of her hands and her breasts were so soft, full, and large that Loredana thought she might lose herself in them. Loredana squeezed and massaged Vivianna’s breasts to her heart’s content and felt gratified when Vivianna made a low moan and looked at her with burning desire.

Şarpe placed Loredana’s chin between his fingers and turned her head forcefully back to him before pressing his lips against hers. He lowered his hand from Loredana’s face and both his appendages continued massaging Loredana’s breasts without ceasing while their tongues flicked around and inside each other’s mouths.

As Loredana and Şarpe kissed, Vivianna raised the hem of Loredana’s gown above her waist to reveal the hidden depths between her thighs. Vivianna licked her lips as she stared down at the pink, swollen lips of Loredana’s cunny surrounded by a well-trimmed oval of golden-red hair. She ran her hand up the inside of Loredana’s thigh until her hand cupped Loredana’s mound and pet her bushy fur. The Countess smiled as she found the redhead so aroused that when she spread Loredana’s cunny lips open with her fingertips warm seepage dripped out onto Vivianna’s hand. Loredana flexed her body involuntarily and moaned into Şarpe’s mouth as she felt Vivianna’s fingers stroking her most sensitive areas.

Şarpe ended the kiss with a bite at Loredana’s lips that drew blood. He licked the red droplet from Loredana’s lip then turned her head back around by pulling at her hair. Şarpe pointed her face at Vivianna’s and practically threw her against the other woman. Loredana’s hands fell from Vivianna’s chest to the woman’s waist as the Countess closed in on her. Şarpe and Vivianna were pressed up against either side of Loredana’s body so that Loredana could feel Vivianna’s breasts mashed up against hers while their bellies, knees, and thighs touched. Loredana moaned as felt Vivianna holding her tighter and grinding the nubs of their nipples together. Though the Countess’ chest felt surprisingly cold the feeling of female flesh mixing with Loredana’s was most exquisite.

Vivianna wrapped her arms around Loredana and wasted no time once their lips met before before sticking her tongue into Loredana’s mouth and drawing Loredana’s tongue through her lips and into Vivianna’s mouth. Vivianna’s mouth had an earthy flavor, like a freshly dug garden. While they kissed passionately, Loredana felt Vivianna sucking at her lip where it bled. This seemed to excite Vivianna more than anything else, as she moaned loudly and growled like an animal while they embraced.

Şarpe must have pulled his tights down without Loredana realizing because now the tip of his hard, naked prick poked at Loredana’s bottom as he tried in vain to locate her openings. Loredana reached one of her hands back to grab ahold of Şarpe’s cock and jerked it up and down while the other hand moved tentatively downward until she located the gap between Vivianna’s thighs. Loredana stroked right in the middle of that gap through Vivianna’s dress. Vivianna’s outfit was so skintight that Loredana could feel the bulge of Vivianna’s labia through the fabric. When Loredana started playing with Vivianna’s cunny, the Countess broke their kiss with a flick of her tongue at Loredana’s lips.

Vivianna smiled and whispered in her ear, “Yes, feel my cunt my naughty, nasty little girl,” which made Loredana feel even more aroused.

Şarpe removed Loredana’s hand from his prick and grabbed her by the hips. Loredana felt the length of Şarpe’s cock nestling between the cheeks of her buttocks as he rubbed his member up and down her crack trying in vain to locate her opening. She was about to grab ahold of his prick and guide it inside her when Şarpe and Vivianna began kissing and licking both the sides of her neck. Their mouths on her throat felt so good that Loredana closed her eyes and left her mouth hanging open in ecstasy. A low, guttural sound came from deep within Loredana as she realized she would soon be making love to the most beautiful, sexy humans she had ever met.

If she hadn’t been so distracted Loredana might have noticed Şarpe and Vivianna’s teeth lengthening and sharpening and their pupils turning a blood-red color as they scented her blood. Loredana screamed as she suddenly felt a terrible sharp pain on both sides of her neck. Şarpe and Vivianna bit their fangs deeply inside Loredana’s throat to let flow the lifeblood that was their sustenance. The pain only lasted a few seconds before the Viscount and Countess began sucking at the holes they opened in Loredana’s neck. As the vampires began feeding upon Loredana, the pain subsided and she felt the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced. To keep their victim complacent during their feeding, the bite of a vampire generated an indescribable amount of sexual pleasure. Loredana moaned loudly as the vampires bit and sucked at her throat and fluid dripped out of Loredana’s cunny to trickle down her thigh. She had orgasmed once already and was already prepared to climax again.

Şarpe gulped a deep swallow of poor Loredana’s blood down his throat and detached his mouth from her neck. He made as if to spit out her blood remaining in his mouth, but winced and gulped it down instead. “We were lied to!” Şarpe cried as he seethed. “She has been with men before. Many men!”

Vivianna took her fangs from Loredana’s throat and laid the girls head upon her shoulder. Blood seeping from Loredana’s neck left messy red stains on Vivianna’s dress but the Countess paid it no mind. Loredana’s blood surrounded Vivianna’s mouth and was smeared across her cheeks. “You honestly thought this one had never felt the touch of man before?” Vivianna asked with amusement. “As soon as we met her, her body was practically begging us to fuck her and then tear her apart.”

“We had been assured she was a virgin,” Şarpe replied haughtily. “I knew this one was a slut, but there are many things you can do with men and still remain pure.”

Vivianna raised her eyebrow at Şarpe and asked, “So you’re going to leave all of her to me then since she offends your delicate sensibilities?”

Şarpe snarled at the Countess and grabbed Loredana by her red hair shimmering in the candlelight. He pulled her off Vivianna’s shoulder and clamped his teeth down on Loredana’s throat, biting and gnawing at her neck until a small chunk of flesh tore free and her blood splattered all over the bed, floor, and Şarpe’s fine clothing. Loredana’s blood erupted right onto Şarpe’s face and he licked his lips clean before devouring Loredana’s neck greedily. Loredana continued moaning as Şarpe fed upon her. There was a terrible pain in her throat but the pleasure she felt far outweighed the agony.

Şarpe possessed a peculiar inclination where he considered the pure blood of a virgin to somehow taste the sweetest of all plasma. Vivianna had experimented thoroughly with several young girls and didn’t believe there was any difference in flavor between the pure and the experienced, but Şarpe remained ravenous in his desire for what he considered untainted blood. For Şarpe, there was no greater pleasure in his unlife than stealing a young girl’s virginal blood before deflowering her. After corrupting a girl and giving her the most intense pleasure of her life, Şarpe would then snuff it out completely.

When Şarpe first arrived at Sidexes over fifty years ago, he was a lonely wanderer who foraged for victims by night and slept in caves and holes in the ground by day. The darkness that laid over Sidexes called to Şarpe and drew him to the castle where he discovered more of his kind. Count Turenau and his family welcomed him and took him in. Şarpe had been shocked to find others like him, he assumed he was the only one that existed aside from the foul creature who had originally turned him. Şarpe had lopped off the head of the ugly hag who had converted him to vampirism after he realized she had tricked him into believing she was a beautiful maiden.

Once he joined the Turenau family at Sidexes, Şarpe became a terror to the region. While Turenau and the others were content to let their victims come to them and periodically feed upon the staff and servants they employed, Şarpe was a predator who reveled in the hunt. None of the nearby peasants’ wives and daughters were safe, though Şarpe of course preferred the younger girls. Eventually Şarpe culled all of the young women living near the castle, at least those who had not fled in terror that they might possibly be the next girl to disappear in the night. Şarpe became so addicted to the taste of virginal blood that he found he had developed a dislike for what he considered impurities in his meals. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to overcome his newfound distaste in order to satisfy his monstrous appetite. With his hunts having depopulated the area surrounding the castle, Şarpe suffered from a drought of fresh young blood. So the promise of tasting young, beautiful sisters, some of whom might still be maidens, had tantalized him for weeks.

Şarpe’s mouth on Loredana’s neck felt wonderful. Of all the men she had lain with, all who has pleasured her, all who had been inside of her, none had ever made her feel this amazing. Loredana had climaxed again a short while ago, her third orgasm since the feeding began. A squishing noise came from Loredana’s loins as fluid squirted from her cunny in a single loud burst. Her upper legs had become a slick, wet mess due to her constant ejaculations.

Şarpe’s teeth on her throat prevented Loredana from wailing with pleasure as she desired to. Her body should have sweaty with exertion after experiencing such ecstasy but instead she felt terribly cold. Loredana lifted a shaky, feeble hand to her brow. She was beginning to feel dizzy and lightheaded under Şarpe’s attentions but she prayed Şarpe wouldn’t stop until she came again.

Vivianna had peeled her dress off from the top down. The tightness of the dress clung to her like it didn’t want to let go when Vivianna removed it. She leaned back against the headboard of the bed entirely naked, drawing her knees up and spreading them apart. Vivianna absentmindedly reached between her thighs to stroke her smooth shaven cunny while she watched Şarpe make a meal of Loredana. Şarpe clutched Loredana possessively, his right hand squeezing Loredana’s belly just above her womb while his left hand cupped her breast. Vivianna watched Loredana’s large chest swelling with every deep breath that she took and it appeared her breathing was becoming more and more shallow. Şarpe had better leave some of that girl for me, Vivianna thought ruefully.

“So are you going to fuck the girl or not?” Vivianna asked Şarpe chidingly, knowing that would distract from his feeding for a short while. “That is what you like to do, isn’t it?”

Şarpe detached his mouth from Loredana’s throat which caused a spurt of her blood to gush from her neck wound before flowing more regularly. He bared a wolf’s grin at Vivianna before throwing Loredana forward so that she was bent over the foot of the bed at her waist . He pulled Loredana’s gown up to her back, tearing more of the material in the process. Şarpe looked down at Loredana’s hairy cunny peeking out from between her thighs and felt a different kind of hunger growing. Şarpe licked his lips and pointed his rock-hard erection at her wet, turgid flesh. His prick was so stiff from the pleasure of feeding on the gorgeous woman’s blood that it was practically throbbing.

Loredana laid her head onto her crossed arms and closed her eyes and moaned as she felt Şarpe’s cock penetrating her. But due to the tall height of the bed and the awkward angle of entry Şarpe could only insert himself a few inches into Loredana’s opening. The inside of Loredana felt deliciously warm and wet around the head of Şarpe’s cock but he needed more. He clutched the curves of her plump bottom and squeezed it before pushing up on her buttocks until Loredana stood on her tiptoes. This altered direction provided the angle needed for Şarpe’s prick to slip fully inside her. Şarpe groaned as he felt her loose, slick tunnel surrounding the entirety of his cock. Loredana cried out as she felt the substantial length and girth of Şarpe’s prick filling her as fully as any man ever had.

If he went too long between feedings Şarpe’s body lost any sense of temperature or pleasure. But with a fresh infusion of blood flowing through his veins, Şarpe’s senses were heightened considerably and he nearly felt alive. Şarpe left one hand placed firmly upon on Loredana’s haunch and pressed the other hand down on her lower back as he thrust himself inside her fast and hard. His pelvis bumped against the padding of Loredana’s large bottom every time he pierced her cunny anew. The bed rocked back and forth as Şarpe fucked Loredana as roughly as possible.

Loredana’s body moved forward and back as she met Şarpe’s every thrust to draw him in further. She had never felt so full as she did now impaled by Şarpe’s cock. Most girls were broken upon Şarpe’s huge prick, their bodies destroyed by his massiveness. But Loredana had been waiting for a cock like this her entire life and was up to the challenge.

Vivianna crawled to the end of the bed and lifted Loredana’s head using a fistful of her red hair tangled within Vivianna’s fingers. Loredana’s mouth hung open with her eyes still closed and she barely seemed lucid. Her face had turned an even paler shade of white which made her freckles appear a dark-red color in comparison. The twin bite marks on either side of her neck had clotted enough to stop bleeding but there was a substantial amount of blood still flowing from the tear in her throat that Şarpe had made. That would ultimately be the wound that ended Loredana’s life. Blood trickled down Loredana’s neck in streams and stained the bed as well as the tattered remains of her nightgown that had been bunched up between her breasts and her stomach.

While maintaining a hold upon Loredana’s ginger-shaded hair, Vivianna scooted beneath Loredana head so that her knees rose on either side of Loredana’s shoulders and her crotch was right next to Loredana’s face. Vivianna put two hands on the back of Loredana’s head and used this leverage to grind her cunny against the rosebud lips of Loredana’s pretty mouth.

“Stick out your tongue and lick my cunt, you stupid little harlot,” Vivianna spat venomously as she pressed the lips of her cunny against the lips of Loredana’s mouth. “Show me what whores like you can do with their mouths.”

Loredana did as she was told, though she wouldn’t be able to tell from whence the order had come from. She was already forgetting where she was and how she even got there. Something was wrong with her neck, it ached terribly but that pain didn’t matter to her any more. The only thing she cared about was that someone had their long, hard cock deep inside her. That was what she needed, the friction and pressure of a big prick emptying and filling her. Loredana felt a wrinkled, fleshy petal moving against her mouth so she opened her mouth and licked right down the center of it. The flower tasted the exact same as Loredana’s fingers did after licking them clean once she finished masturbating. Just like when she licked her hand after first touching herself as a young girl. So long ago now… Loredana was thinking a lot about her childhood right now for some reason.

The memories came to Loredana unbiddingly as they flashed in her mind. Playing with her sisters as a child, crying whenever Bianca teased her. Being lifted into her father’s arms and swung around in the air. The first time she had given herself to a man, the handsome son of a visiting lord who had cornered her in the cellar when she went to fetch a wine bottle for her parents and wouldn’t let her go until lifted her skirts and gave him what he desired. Loredana thought about more men she had been with. There were so many of them she could hardly remember them all. Had any of them ever actually cared for her longer than the time they inside of her?

“There you go,” Vivianna said approvingly as she felt Loredana’s tongue slip between her puffy pink lips and inside her slit. She loved the sight of the top half of Loredana’s pretty face peeking above Vivianna’s bare pubic mound as Loredana licked the inside of Vivianna’s nethers with slow, exploratory laps of her tongue. “I knew from my first sight of you that you were the kind of slut who would love tasting cunt the same time you were being ravaged by a man.”

Loredana could barely hear the woman’s voice any more. All she could focus on was the pleasure she felt thrusting behind her and the wonderful flavor that had started filling her mouth. It seemed to taste better the more Loredana licked so she began making longer, deeper penetrations with her tongue. She couldn’t even feel the pain in her neck any more, pleasure was the only sensation remaining that she could feel. Vivianna stroked and petted Loredana’s golden-red hair as she used Loredana’s mouth for her pleasure. She made Loredana slurp at her cunny for a few more minutes until Vivianna noticed a pool of blood forming on the mattress beneath Loredana.

“Viscount?” Vivianna asked. “Our precious Loredana is losing quite a lot of blood.”

Şarpe ceased his thrusting and leaned forward to glance at Loredana between the Countess’ legs. The redhead girl was kissing and licking at Vivianna’s cunt as if it were her lover’s mouth.

“It is a bit of a waste of a good red, isn’t it?” Şarpe asked, feeling very witty.

Şarpe pulled his cock most of the way out of Loredana and then stabbed her with it one more time before removing himself entirely. Loredana cried out as Şarpe thrust hard enough inside her to draw blood. He spanked Loredana’s supple bottom before grabbing her by the legs and throwing her up onto the bed.

“Hold her up,” Vivianna commanded as she sat up on her knees. When Şarpe punctured Loredana last, Vivianna scented blood that gave her a wicked idea.

Şarpe sneered at the Countess, despising having to take orders. But he feared the knowledge Vivianna possessed and knew she wouldn’t hesitate to employ her powers against him. Şarpe grabbed ahold of Loredana’s hair by bunching its tangles into a tight fist and he pulled up on her scalp until she had no choice but to rise to her knees. Blood had soaked through the rags that were all that remained of Loredana’s nightgown. Her breasts were totally bared and smeared over with her blood while rips and snags in the fabric of her gown revealed more glimpses of her body.

Vivianna laid next to Loredana and lifted one of the girl’s legs so Vivianna could scoot beneath her and allow the girl to straddle her face. Vivianna kissed and licked at Loredana’s slick, hairy genitals sitting above her mouth which made the redheaded girl moan with satisfaction. Loredana’s eyes were shut tight and she would have fallen over with exhaustion if Şarpe weren’t holding her up. Without warning, Vivianna growled subhumanly and clamped her sharp teeth down on the flesh of Loredana’s cunny. Loredana screamed in pain as Vivianna’s fangs ripped and tore at her loins until her blood spilled forth. Vivianna gnashed her razor-like teeth in Loredana’s genitals and chewed the flesh inside her mouth. Loredana started to faint from the pain and only Şarpe’s hold upon her tangled hair and his steady hand upon her shoulder prevented her from toppling over.

Now that Vivianna’s teeth had torn a new opening in Loredana’s body, she began to feed once again upon her victim. Vivianna licked, slurped, and sucked the nourishment flowing from Loredana’s body directly into her mouth. It tasted incredible. Şarpe pulled back on Loredana’s hair to bare her neck to him and began licking the blood from her throat. He attached his mouth to the previous wound he had created and commenced with his second helping.

Loredana moaned loudly as she felt the predators using her body for their sustenance. Vivianna’s mouth sucking upon her proved Loredana could still derive sexual satisfaction despite her mutilated genitals. The tremendous pain quickly subsided and instead became replaced by a sickening sort of pleasure. Loredana felt ejaculate flowing along with her blood out of the opening where her vulva used to be. Loredana stroked Vivianna’s dark hair between her fingers dreamily as the Countess’ mouth made sucking and slurping noises beneath her. Loredana used her other hand to hold Şarpe’s mouth tightly to her neck.

Loredana made soft, extended sighs as she felt the most exquisite pleasure she had ever experienced. Her body trembled as she achieved a powerful climax that caused blood to flow from her in even greater quantities. She came twice more before Şarpe and Vivianna were finished feeding and when they were done with her they threw Loredana’s used body down onto the bed. Loredana laid still on her back with her arms splayed out above her head. Her green eyes stared at nothing and she barely breathed.

Vivianna wiped blood from her lips and licked her fingers as she remarked, “She may not have been a virgin, but she was certainly the most delectable young thing I’ve tasted in decades.”

“You know I have a more refined and discriminating palate than you, my Countess,” replied Şarpe. “Still, I could never turn down a fine meal such as this.”

Şarpe ripped apart the bloodstained, disheveled remains of Loredana’s gown, finally leaving her completely naked. The strip of cloth he held had become so soaked through with Loredana’s blood that Şarpe wrung it out above him and let the blood drip into his open mouth.

“Glutton,” Vivianna accused.

Şarpe looked over at the Countess’ naked form and gazed intently at the Pierocent girl’s blood smeared all over Vivianna’s perfectly sculpted breasts. Vivianna stared back at him just as intensely. Now that their bloodlust had been sated, a different form of lust began to take hold of them. Their senses would never be as strengthened as the moments following a feeding and they both desired to take full advantage of this opportunity.

Şarpe and Vivianna joined their bodies together and began licking the blood off each other’s faces before plunging their tongues between each other’s lips and engaging in a sort of wrestling match with their mouths. They used their tongues to share Loredana’s blood between them before Vivianna ripped Şarpe’s shirt apart and ran her hands over his muscled chest and abdomen. Şarpe crouched down and began licking the redhead girl’s remaining blood from Vivianna’s breasts, making Vivianna gasp with pain and pleasure as his sharp teeth clamped down on her nipples. Şarpe’s hands took possession of Vivianna’s thighs, buttocks, and cunny while Vivianna reached down and tugged on his erection.

The two vampires fucked like wild animals, clawing at each other’s bodies and biting their partner hard enough to draw blood. They paid no mind to the damage inflicted upon each other knowing that with fresh blood flowing through their veins any wounds they sustained would miraculously become healed while they slumbered throughout the day. The two engaged in a battle for control and dominance, neither one wanting to be the first to submit. They rolled around on the bed and wrestled roughly as they copulated. Every time Vivianna took the advantage and held Şarpe down whilst she heaved herself up and down his shaft, he would overpower her and pin her to the bed as he stabbed his cock inside her violently.

This game continued for a while until Vivianna found herself flat on her stomach with Şarpe atop her. He held her down with one hand pushing Vivianna’s face into a pillow while he fucked her from behind mercilessly. Vivianna cursed him and nipped at his hand with her fangs but was unable to escape his powerful hold. Vivianna’s oaths soon transformed to deep groans of pleasure as Şarpe slid his prick all the way in and out of her with every thrust, just the way she liked it. It took an extraordinary set of circumstances for Vivianna to feel enough to ever climax so this was a momentous event that only occurred every decade or two. Vivianna’s body trembled and shuddered as Şarpe’s large prick delivered her the ultimate pleasure. Blood ejaculated from his cock and her cunny as Şarpe and Vivianna achieved an unholy satisfaction simultaneously.

The creatures breathed heavily as they recovered from the intensity of their lovemaking. Both their bodies were covered with deep scratches from their fingernails and bite marks. Vivianna glanced at Loredana lying on the bed. Blood had pooled onto the mattress around her bitten neck and the area beneath her ruined crotch. The blood loss Loredana had endured shut down the girl’s brain and left her lying limply with her mouth hanging open and drool running down her chin. Loredana’s eyes stared unblinkingly but perceived nothing.

“Does she yet live?” Şarpe wondered.

Normally Vivianna could sense the blood flowing through a living person’s veins from fifty feet away, but Loredana might be so far gone that it would impossible to verify without getting close. Vivianna laid her head atop Loredana’s left breast while she held one of the redhead’s hands by the wrist with a fingertip touching her vein.

“There is still breath moving through her chest,” Vivianna observed as she listened carefully. “And her heart still beats, albeit slowly. She is nearly gone, I would give her only a few minutes of life remaining.”

“Are we really going to go through with this?” Şarpe asked. “I’m not sure I like it. We’ve not done this once since I joined your family.”

“It’s what the Count wanted,” Vivianna reminded Şarpe. “Besides, she is family already.”

“Well, who is going to do it then?” Şarpe asked resentfully. “I never volunteered for this.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it,” Vivianna answered him. “Will you assist me?”

“Very well,” Şarpe agreed.

Şarpe kissed Vivianna on the neck to mark the spot before ripping into her throat using his dangerously sharp incisors. A spray of arterial blood spurted out of the wound in Vivianna’s neck and covered Şarpe’s body with a fresh coat of redness. Şarpe lifted Loredana up by her arms and rested her head upon Vivianna’s shoulder.

Vivianna positioned Loredana’s cold blue lips against the wound on her neck and stroked Loredana’s gorgeous red hair as she whispered, “Drink, my lovely Loredana. Feed upon me.”

When Loredana felt Vivianna’s warm blood running over her lips she instinctively began sucking upon Vivianna’s neck as though she were a child suckling upon her mother’s teat. Vivianna gasped with pleasure as Loredana turned the tables and began using her for nourishment. Soon the two women had their arms wrapped tightly around each other while Loredana fed upon Vivianna just as greedily as the Countess or Şarpe had done with her. The pleasure Vivianna derived from having her lifeblood sucked was just as powerful as when she and Şarpe had done the same to Loredana.

“Yes, my sweet child,” Vivianna purred as she pet the golden-red tresses of Loredana’s hair. “Swallow it all down.”

Şarpe reached his fingers between both the lady’s legs and began stroking their cunnys as Vivianna conducted the corruption and conversion of Loredana. While Vivianna’s labia and clitoris remained pristine, Şarpe had to work his fingers through the ruined flesh of Loredana’s genitals to locate the tattered remains of her pleasure center. Şarpe knew from personal experience that this would be an intensely pleasurable affair for the two of them and thought he would be a fair sport and help the two women along. Loredana’s face was still cast in a deathly pale pallor but she was starting to regain some of her color. As Loredana drank her fill from Vivianna’s neck, she replenished her depleted veins with the corrupted blood of both Vivianna and the blood of her own body that had cycled its way through Vivianna’s dark heart. Vivianna gasped and then grinned evilly as she felt Loredana bite down upon her neck using two newly sharpened fangs. Both women moaned as they came again once Şarpe’s fingers induced their orgasms. The ritual was complete.

“Welcome to your new family, Loredana Turenau.”

THE END OF CHAPTER THREE