Hunter's Prey <closed for Powerdog16>

I rushed to the mirror, checking out my reflection, and right at the front was five or six strands of hair, almost white, my face, my features, however, hand reverted to normal. I wrapped my finger in teh white hairs, and pulled them out from the root, horrified!!!

Jacques wanted me to wear this skimpy bellydancing costume I checked myself out in the mirror, and shrugged. It could be worse.

Once I was ready, I called to Mark "Hey Stud! Come and take me to the main man! You think Jacques will like me in this??"

As we walked from the bowels of the castle up to the main living area, I replayed his comment.

"I had fun last night... I look forward to doing that again tonite!"

I looked forward to it too, at least to the sex. He was a good lover, not overly endowed, but what he lacked in dimension, he made up for in enthuasiam, but she was hoping that he would not overly drain her once again.
 
<< Slave! How are you doing? Are you holding up well? >>I reach out with my mind to you!

"I do to slave... and I think Jacques will be very excited to see you this way." He paused as he gazed down her body!

Mark led her to the main court and then in front of Jacques where he sat in a throne of stone and wood! Mark handed Jacque the leash and then looked at her and said, "I trust you slept well?" Not giving her a chance to respond he said, "It is time to see what kind of talents you have. How well do you dance? Let's find out." He reached down and laid the chain across her neck and off her shoulder and said, "Dance for us slave. Show us you are worthy of this..."

Jacques laid back a bit in his chair and pulled a very bright red headed woman into his lap... She immediately reached to his groin and started rubbing him and casting cross glances at the new arrival. Jacques whispered someting into her ear and then they both chuckled...

They both then turned their attention full to you!
 
<< Slave! How are you doing? Are you holding up well? >>

<<Yes Master!>> I reply mentally << I am coping, but I fear it may be a long haul, before I get the opportunity I require>>

I stand before Jacques, and his assembled inner sanctium.

"It is time to see what kind of talents you have. How well do you dance? Let's find out." "Dance for us slave. Show us you are worthy of this!"

I grinned. THIS I could do - easily!! Jacques nodded to one of his dismals, who put on some music and I began to dance to Shakira. Having spent years practising as a cheerleader, it was a piece of cake.

I combined some gymnastics with bellydancing, starting off with a backward flip, going into the crab, and from that to a handstand, scissoring my legs in the air, before curling into the splits. I shook my hips and tits shimmying my shoulders, and the total effect was seductive and sexy, and I was pretty pleased with myself.
 
Jacques was impressed. The little whelp coul actually dance pretty good! She reminded him of his time back in the middle east with real belly dancers who .... welll... He glanced at his dismals then back to you.

He kept his eyes on you, bobbing your hips, swooning all the vampires around with your seductive brushes up against their skin. It was evident that your dancing was having a primal effect on them. They began turning towards each other attacking each other sexually! Their bodies began to grind into each other in ways that seemed almost uncharacteristic of them.

Jacques himself even found his body swelling in carnal lust as he held the little red head vampire. Jacques had heard of this before... from time to time, a vampire would be able to hypnotize others through the power of dance. Though it was extremely rare and he had only seen it 4 times before, it felt as if she had that power. He kept quiet about it through in order to not let her know. She would have to figure it out for herself.

When you finally got close enough to Jacques, he reached up, grabbed your wrist, his claws digging in slightly and said, "Enough! On your knees slave! He pushed the red head down next to you and then he opened his fly and said, "You are talented with the hips... now let's see how talented you are with your tongue."
 
I concentrated on my dancing - and it was only right at the end of the dance, that I was suddenly aware of all the other Vampires, and their strange behaviour, and gradually it occured to me, that perhaps they were in a trance of sorts, and I wondered if perhaps the music had induced this state.

I made my way throught the through the throng, and went to Jacques, fully aware that it was he whom I needed to impress. Putting some extra work into my dance, I smiled at him, as I noticed his obvious arousal, pressing against the fly of his pants.

"Enough! On your knees slave! You are talented with the hips... now let's see how talented you are with your tongue."

Eager to impress, I fell to my knees, and took his thick shaft into my mouth, licking and sucking him, working my tongue against all the sensitive areas, paying particular attention to his plum like cock head. I used my hands to play with, and tease his balls, but did not use them on his shaft, working my mouth and throat to take every impressive inch of him, finally managing to get my nose to graze his flat stomach.
 
One of the Jacques secret was he had ultimate control of his cock! He could control his cock like he controlled his legs and arms... He watched her sucking on his cock and he smiled to himself. She was one eager beaver and though she was in absolute need to make him release. If she only knew just how the only one who would make him cum was him. He said, "You will make me cum whore no matter how long it takes, if you ever want to move past being slave."

For literally 2 hours solid, he kept his cock hard but he refused to cum. He looked at her and said, "I thought you would be good a sucking cock. I am not impressed slave. Make me cum slave! NOW!!!!"
 
I licked and sucked and worked that cock till my jaw ached, and then some. I probed the slit in the head with my Tongue, I ran my tongue all round the cock head, I fluttered my Tongue, massaged, suck and blew but nothing would make him cum!!

Either I was totally crap at giving head, or this guy had super human powers, and I was leaning toward the latter!! I tried every trigger I could think of but still nothing!! Nothing except a sore jaw and throat for me!!!

I had tried keeping eye contact, avoiding eye contact, and even grazing his length with my teeth, I hummed, deep throated, gagged on him, all to no avail!!!

Giving up, I looked up. " I am sorry master I am unable to trigger your release. Ease teach me your preferences!". I knew I had to get past this, if my mission was to have any success.
 
Jacques looked at her and grinned. Though she was extremely talented with her slave tongue, the only way she would get him over the edge would be if he willed it. Asking for help was exactly the right thing to do in this situation.

He leaned down to her and said, "For not being able to make me cum, I should punish you most severely. But... humility is always something that is welcome here as a slave. You are not smart enough to know it all. Asking will get you further than trying to struggle on your own."

He looked at a pair of Dismals and passed a mental message along. He watched at the dismal's grabbed her and laid her on the ground face up. one dismal parted her legs while the other straddled your face.

Jacques watched as he walked towards her, looked down at the half naked beauty and said, "Here is what is going to happen. A little contest. You will make little beatrice here on your face cum before little lily here makes you cum. If you do it, you will earn the honor of redrinking my cum. If you don't, you will spend another long lonely dismal day out of my site. And ...oh yes... I should warn you. Both women are very talented with their tongues and neither woman can cum without a LOT of tonguing... Have fun slut..."

The vampires began circling the three women, cocks out and hard, cheering and booing them on for this contest...
 
I was relieved that my confession had not adversely affected his opinion of me - I needed to win Jacques trust if I had any hope of achieving my objective. I began to suspect that he had super human control over his orgasm, and would cum as and when he wanted, or perhaps my own ego was a little bruised, and my willingness to believe this was simply to bolster my self esteem.

He set a new task - one which I was determined to trump -

"You will make little Beatrice here on your face cum before little lily here makes you cum. If you do it, you will earn the honor of redrinking my cum. If you don't, you will spend another long lonely dismal day out of my site. And ...oh yes... I should warn you. Both women are very talented with their tongues and neither woman can cum without a LOT of tonguing... Have fun slut..."

Lily set to on my pussy with and ardent enthuasiam, as I quickly attacked Beatrice. He wasn't joking when he said that Beatrice was slow to cum - twenty minutes had passed, and my already tired mouth was aching, but i continued to lick and suck and flick at her clit, trying to stimulate her to the point of no return, meanwhile that bitch Lily was hitting all the right buttons for me!!

Eventually, thinking nothing would work, I bit down on Beatrice's swollen clit, and, with and ear piercing screech, she came, her juices flooding my mouth, and bringin up my leg, I pushed Lily away, before she tipped me over the edge as bad as I needed to cum, I did not want Jacques to null and void my victory if I came too.

Victorious, I lept to my feet, grinning, my face shine with Beatrice's cum, then thinking humility might serve me better, I locked eyes with Jacques, and crawled to him, seeking my prize!!
 
Jacques was truly impressed. The cum covered slut crawled towards him, eyes lock like a true bitch in heat! She seemed almost feral as she reached his feet and then positioned herself to the slave kneel.

Jacques looked at her and said, "You did what I thought could not be done. Perhaps there is a place for you in my clan after all..."

He let his cock out once again, hard and ready and said, "Now you may suck this cock for real and you will get your reward slave..."
 
Perhaps there is a place for you in my clan after all.

Jacques softly spoken words were music to my ears! This was what I wanted, what I needed to achieve, in order to attain the goal my master had set me!

I focussed all my attention on Jacques, and paid that cock all the attention in the world, as though it was the very centre of the universe!! Licking, sucking, nibbling and using every single trick I could think of, to make his tighten and cum hard!

finally, as I deep throated him over and over, I felt the tell tale twitch fortelling his nearing climax, and, redoubling my efforts, I sucked hard, and moments later, felt my mouth flood with his copious amounts of hot, sticky, cum, which I managed to hold in my mouth.

Releasing him with reluctance, I looked up, and opened my mouth, swishing his seed around my mouth, savouring it, before finally gulping it all down, and licking my lips.

I returned my attention to his softening cock, and licked him from root to tip, until all traces of his seed had been removed. I felt pretty damned proud of myself!!!
 
Jacques kept her on her knees in front of him that rest of the day. She would suck his cock whenever he demanded it and he demanded it often. Jacques would make decisions for the clan often with his dick in her mouth.

Normally, he would have been out hunting with his people, but tonite, he opted to flash the kind of power he really had in front of him. He had sent his own clan out to bring back humans for him to eat. And the clan had done so...

He was not a gluttonous vampire though and he only required one a night. However he was surprised when the human that they brought him was a fiesty red head woman with an irish accent. He smiled as they had her cuffed and pushed to her knees, tears streaming down her face and pleading for her life. She was aware of what her fate was about to be.

He said, "What is your name woman?"

The red head turned her eyes up to Jacques and said, "Martha McCleod. Please... don't kill me..."

He smiled and gazed down her body. She wore a single one piece dress that was rather conservative. It looked like something a real estate agent might wear. He then glanced to you and said, "No... I have a better idea..."

Jacques leaned in and said, "You will convert her. I suspect you are strong enough to handle it. So convert her now..."

He knew that you had to be very strong as a vampire in order to make this conversion happen and it would put her in an extremely vulnerable position. Like when she was growing into vampirism, she had been her Master's weak link. If anything happened to her, her Master would feel it and become vulnerable to death. However, if she used it right, she might have found her a valuable ally too...

Jacques looked down at his new slave and said, "Well, you deny your Master my request? Convert her!" He grabbed Martha's hair, tilted her back and exposed her neck to you...
 
I looked at the redhead, her terror positively radiating off of her. She was pale, but then that was her natural state, her skin seeming almost translucent, and I found that my focus was on the vein beating wildly at her neck.

Still, what Jacques was asking of me, was a big task, and very much a two edged sword - on one hand, I would have an ally, but on the other, she would be my Achilles heel, and I would be weak and vulnurable to everyone during the turning process. Jacques was a whole lot smater that he sounded, he Cajun drawl lulling everyone into a false sense of security, thinking he was as slow as his speach, but he was razor sharp, and knew that this was a serious test of me, in every way.

I looked on the girl with pity, knowing without a doubt, that I was going to comply with Jacques' demand of me, for hesitation in following his order would underscore his distrust of me. I would need to be careful to control my thoughts, and I approached the girl.

I looked up briefly at Jacques, and said simply, "Yes Master, your wish is my command!" and then I took the girls shoulders in my hands, and looked deep into her tear filled eyes.

"Martha, relax, I wont hurt you!" I said in a hypnotic voice, infusing a false calm into the girl. She ceased shaking. "Tell me, where are you from?" I asked as I brushed her hair from her shoulders.

She looked at me "Oh, Mother of God!! Please, please dont hurt me." she said, and then after a pause, continued " I'm from Cork, in the South of Ireland. My... my family, we have money, dont hurt me, release me, and they will pay, I swear it on the souls of all my ancestors!"

Her sing song accent grated on my nerves, and she spoke so quickly I had difficulty understanding her, but my objective was simply to keep her talking, so that she did not realise what I was doing, as I extended by fangs, and sank them into her carteroid artery, and sucked her almost dry. I fed her some of my blood,and then explained to her the conversion process, singnalling to one of the dismals, to come and begin sucking and licking the girls pussy, to keep her on the edge of arousal.
 
<< Slave... answer me! Talk to me! I need to know you are okay... >>

My link was broken with you. That could only mean one of two things. Either Jacques had killed you off, or you had taken another. To be honest, he took the first option as it was most likely. Why would Jacques allow you to have another ... unless...

Perhaps he knew of the mental link you and I had? He knew that so long as this connection was in place she would be under my control? He freaking knew that in order to convert her, he would have to break my connection with you and then he could fully send you to the dark side..

<< Smart you bastard...>> I thought to no one in particular as I turned back to the new slaves I had created. A man by the name of Ben and a woman by the name of Cyndi! He turned and watched them as they were figure 69'd and being forced to keep each other on the edge.

I looked at the couple and thought << Keep going. Do not stop till I tell you to!>>

I leapt up and heading for Jacques's castle!

Jacques smiled as his task was complete. He had severed the connection that he felt the entire time. Nothing got past him ever. He knew you were in touch with him and knew that you would either have to die or convert another. It was one of the reasons you had been tested already.

Plus now there was another added to the pack through you. Jacques was pleased... very pleased. With enough time, you would be his loyal soldier...
 
I worked damn hard. I had not realised just how draining it was to convert someone, and I wanted to contact my Master. I needed to tell you just what was happening, but I dare not risk it. I had to wipe my mind of our history, of our connection, and focus my full attention on the girl I was turning.

Several days had passed, during which time she had been kept on the very brink of climax, not that it had been especilly hard for the dismals, as she was a very innocent girl, or at least she had been before we corrupted, and converted her!

I had drunk thirstily from her, just about containing myself, and stopping before I drained her dry. She had been utterly horrified by what we were doing, and was chanting the Hail Mary for all she was worth, reciting decades of the Rosary, as though that would help her. I laughed at first, but then I got sick of it, and simply told her to shut up.

As the hours had turned into days, she had forgotten her catholicism, as she became increasingly more feral. I found the growth in my strength was impressive - initially I had been greatly weakened, but now my strength was back, and more with it. I seemed to have a symbiotic relationship with her, in which we each drew strength from the other, and I was surprised, as I had imagined that she would be my slave, as I had become my Master's, but that seemed to be a thing apart from the vampiric conversion.
 
Jacques had watched with uncertainty as he watched this relationship develop. He had expected her to remain weak much longer than he had expected. However, she had only been week a day or two at most. He had not seen another vampire do that since... him.

An ancient memory crept into his mind of a story of a great slayer which would be born vampire and find herself slaying the entire species. He recalled it nearly happened once about 2500 years ago but the slayer was consumed by madness in the end and killed by the few survivors of the vampire code. As he recalled from that memory, he was one of them that slayed her. He remembered the words that had left her mouth even to this day all these years later. 'Another will return. Mark my words, your kind's days are numbered!' He remembered feeling her heart in his hands as he tore it from her chest!

As watched her know kneeling at his feet. He was sure she had not entirely lost her old Master's touch, but there was still one more thing he could do to ensure wash away her memories of her old life. If this failed... the only thing left would be to slaughter her. Jacques did not trust her yet despite all she had done for him.

He got up and said, "Come with me... now... your cunt stays..." He pointed to the creature now converted to vampire. Jacques left and went to the other room waiting for her. He had one more thing to try... hopefully it would work...
 
I was wary of whatever it was that Jacques intended, as he led me from the room, leaving my newly formed vampire behind us.

Jacques distrusted me, I could sense it in him, I could tell he felt I was a threat still - perhaps even moreso, than when I first arrived. I went with him, my mind whirling with possibilities, the uncertainty of the immediate future, unsettling to me.

We entered the room, he and I, and I waited with baited breath, wondering what new test he had in mind for me, knowing I would need to continue to prove myself.
 
The moment the door closed with his slave inside it, he turned and said, "Come here child."

He put his hands to her head and said, "You have been hiding something from me... haven't you? Do you want to want to tell me what this is?"

He got silence from her and he said, "Okay... then it is going to be the hard way..."

Instantly, his mind merged into hers and he began to invade the memories of her life! As a human, being a cheerleader, forced to be converted, her experiences with her Master! He read through her mind memory by memory! He could feel something hidden inside her head when he searched by either he was imagining it or she was really good at hiding something.

He tried for twenty minutes while he forced her body into a semi-paralyzed state by shutting down all but essential muscle use. He said, "I know you are hiding something! Tell me what it is!"

Still nothing was revealed and he said, "Fine... you want to keep your secret... then I will take care of things another way. He reached into her very core and made one simple change inside her core. Where I had been in your memory... he began to replace my image... with his own...

One by one... my image began to disappear... and he took the void! He still was frustrated by what he could not find her in head... something was out of view of him and it enraged him... but he knew this would muddle everything up now... and he would ensure he was truly her Master...
 
As I followed Jacques into another room, I was terrified that he was onto me, but I did my very best to hide that from him.

"You have been hiding something from me... haven't you? Do you want to want to tell me what this is?"


My worst fears confirmed. I could feel his mind searching mine, and I successfully compartmentalised my memories of you, allowing him access to all else.

I slumped, in an almost catatonic state, as my mind was invaded and my thoughts examined. By the time it came to an end, I felt as thought I had been raped mentally, and of course, I had.

I looked up at my Master, recalling feeling just as exhausted, following my conversion, and I recalled how he had cared for me then, and I smiled at him.

"I'm so tired, Master, may I sleep a while?" I asked, and even as I spoke, my eyes began to close.
 
Jacques felt his task was complete and for once... he could relax around her. He scooped her into his arms and said, "Yes... you can sleep with me today..."

He carried her to the crypt with Martha at their side and he put one girl on his left and one on his right. With you so tired, it had psychically transferred somewhat to Martha as well so both naked woman lay in the crypt with Jacque.

As you slept, he looked to Martha and said, "Before you sleep, suck..."

He watched her slide down the small room and begin giving him head like never before! This had been her first time she had been allowed to serve Jacques and planned on making it count!
 
Martha

She was delighted at getting to sleep in the crypt with her maker and their Master. This was the first opportunity she had had, and she knew that those closest to him, were treated like royality by the rest of the clan.

She snuggled in on his left hand side, tired, although much of that was transferring from her maker, who was on his other side.

Hearing his command to suck him off, she eagerly went to the task, wanting to impress herself and her abilities on him. She worked that cock every which way, delighting in the moans of pleasure she drew from him, and then finally, she gulped down all he gave her, licking her lips.




Casey:

I felt a change in my relationship with Jacques. He was different now with me, somehow, in a way I couldn't explain, and he took both me, and Martha to his crypt. I wanted to tease him, and play with him, but I was utterly exhausted from serving him all day long, and I was unconscious almost the second I stretched out on his right hand side, my leg entwined with him, and my head nestled on his shoulder.
 
Jacques laid back and let the newest vampire treat him with her oral skills and felt as if she did a decent enough job, so he allowed her a reward for her nearly hour of work with the release of his seed down her throat!

He pulled her up to his opposite side as Casey and leaned into her ear and whispered, "You are going to be a very good vampire... perhaps even better than ..." He shifted his head to look at Casey a moment then turned back to Martha, "She is new to the vampire world too... unsure and unskilled in many parts of what would be considered our life... But not me. I am the oldest vampire in the area and I know everything that you would need to know to excel your Master quickly. Would you like to know these skills? I will teach you... if you want..."

He gazed at her a moment and could see a sudden craving for power grow in her eyes and he said, "Good... I thought so... now... you have to keep this a secret from your Mistress for now... can you do that?" A quick nod and he smiled... just gaining an ally to use over Casey...

He said, "Good... we will start your additional training... tomorrow..."
 
I slept, but I was not in as deep a sleep as my master seemed to think. Subliminally I heard what was said, and although I could not recall the details when I awoke, I knew that my convert represented a threat to me. I could read her mind easily, but had to be careful to try to conceal my own thoughts from her. Our master did not trust me, and he intended to coach and train Martha to become a stronger vampire than me, and she was secretly delighted with this opportunity. I smiled and let on that all was normal, but it began a process within me, and I checked all my memories, and the ones of Jacques creating me just did not feel .... right or natural, insofar as the memory of being turned into a vampire can be called natural. I felt as though my memories had been interferred with, that my mind had been the subject of a 'cut and paste' and I promised myself that I would endeavour to discover what memory had been erased.

MARTHA

She was pleased that she had pleased her Master. She was even more pleased that he saw the potential in her.

"I am the oldest vampire in the area and I know everything that you would need to know to excel your Master quickly. Would you like to know these skills? I will teach you... if you want..."

She smiled as she recalled his words - he would teach her, and instead of her being subservient to Casey, she would quickly exceed her powers, and she could become the head female vampire!

"You have to keep this a secret from your Mistress for now... can you do that?"

That would not be a problem. Even as a human, Martha had been particularly goo d at looking out for number one, over and above all else. This was a chance for her to get on the fast track, and she was damned well going to grab it with both hands. She nuzzled him, kissing him deeply, whispering "you wont regret this Master, I swear to you"

"Good... we will start your additional training... tomorrow..."

As tired as she was, she struggled to find sleep, her excitement filling her, as she thought of this as the dawn of a new era, and a chance for her to grab power, and she would do all she could to maximise that.

She awoke, and went to tend to her mistress, striving to lull Casey into a false sense of security.
 
Jacques knew that Casey was too much of a naive woman to hide her intentions too well and that was to be expected. His intention was to build up enough mistrust amongst the two of them to keep them off center and unable to strike him down. He knew that if he was caught off-guard, the two of them might stand a chance of bring him to death...

It had been a typical day for the life of Jacques. He rarely left his stronghold and rather than hunt himself, he would have his prey brought to him to kill and drain. He had only really gotten out more when the other clan had become a major threat in the area. He had his usual guard show up to watch over their leader when he decided it was time to play the game a bit more...

He said, "You... Gears... go get my slaves... bring them to me... I want to play..." It was not just sex that he was thinking about either...
 
I tried my best to wrack my brain to recover the memories that had been there before they had been altered, but I was ultimately unable to do so. I spent some time training my convert, but the knowledge that Jacques intended to divide and conquour us, to use her against me, dampened my enthuasiam for the task.

I spent some time demonstrating how to fly, how to temper her thoughts, but I did all of this in the knowledge that each skill I taught her might in time be utilised agaisnt me. Perhaps I could instill in her a mistrust of the master??? I would give it some thought, I did not want to rush into anything.

Suddenly, an image flashed into my mind, of myself, standing at the edge of a lake, being called by a big vampire, one to whom I felt an instant pull, and I saw in my mind's eye, myself walk to him, dropping the cross I clutched, as I went to him. Who was he?? I knew he was important to me, and I knew that it was critical that I recall. For now, I put it out of my mind, not wanting my master to read me.

Martha:

Her maker, Casey spent some time training her, teaching her to fly. She felt something different between them, but perhaps that was down to the words the master had whispered in her ear. She looked at Casey differently, now as an opponent, instead of her closest connection.

Then, they were summoned to the Master's presence, and she smiled a secret smile, secure in the knowledge that she was on the inside track, and would quickly pass out her creator.

"Master, how may I serve you?!" she said, before Casey could do so, rushing to take up her position on his right hand side, inching Casey out.
 
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