Preying hard for pleasure!

[Gabe619]

The house was set back from the street and isolated by miles of forested hills. The area was upper class mansions and only the ultra rich could afford to live here in the hills outside of town. This particular mansion was of an older style, more civil war era than modern art decor. It had a large front porch that circled the property front to back, large ground floor windows which let in the suns rays during the day and let out the warm glow of real firelight at night as the grand fireplaces were lit for warmth. Inside it was decorated to the highest and most expensive fashion ... if your fashion lent itself to wood panelling, hard wood floors, portraits of animals, people and even more gothic creatures strewn around the rooms. Multiple bedrooms occupied the upper floor while downstairs a large open hall opened onto an equally large living room, dining room, games room and kitchen. The basement was more functional housing the boiler and the tools for the groundskeeper and janitor. Outside the styled gardens and wooded areas lent a feeling of being in nature while still maintain order. A large five car garage sat next to the main house while a long heated swimming could be found out back amongst a stone flagged patio area.

The owner of the house, Elizabeth Moran was known in certain circles of the cities rich and famous. Elizabeth was one of those women who seemed able to avoid the rigours of time. She was, by anyone's memory, in her late fifties and yet to look at her she seemed perpetually to be in her early thirties. Tall, slender, long black hair to her waist, dark warm brown eyes and a beauty that was almost ethereal. She had many male suitors and had turned them all down. She also had many female friends, some of whom were a lot closer than others. Known for her parties, tonight's was no different. Halloween had arrived and as per usual invitations had gone out to certain individuals. Some, as would be expected were the cream of the cities society, while others ... would have surprised her more human guests. They gathered once a year on this night to prey on those humans who they considered beneath them. Whom they considered playthings.

As the limo that was sent to collect you pulls up at the main door you can hear the party has already started inside, the main door are open letting a warm inviting glow beam out. The Chauffeur opens your door and helps you out of the car before driving off and leaving you in front of the elegant mansion.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

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Costume

Carmilla couldn't believe her friends had dragged her out for a Halloween party. True, it was her favorite holiday, but she wasn't part of the party crowd. All she wanted to do was curl up with some hot cacao and popcorn and watch an Evil Dead marathon. She always felt awkward at parties with heavy drinking and drugs, the type her friends frequented. But they'd known each other since high school and were practically inseparable.

"How did you guys find out about this anyway?" She asked, pulling her hood down to reveal her red hair as Jenny, her best friend wearing a sexy nurse costume, handed her a flyer.

"Some guy was passing it out on campus, which YOU would have known about if you ever bothered to leave the library," she laughed, leaning back in the chair. "Can you believe they actually sent a limo for people who RSVP'd? Whoever they are, they must be super rich. I mean, daddy has money, but he'd never do that for a party!"

Carmilla hadn't grown up wealthy like Jenny had, but she'd been to her house often as a child. No matter how hard she'd tried to decline, her friend had bought and made her wear the costume. "Hold on, so you don't even know these people? What if this is some kind of crazy serial killer cult and you're their next victim?" She half-joked, but still felt a little nervous.

"Oh, I'm safe. Serial killer cults only kill virgins, didn't you know?"

"I'm pretty sure the rules of horror movies would disagree on that," Carmilla rolled her eyes, her face softening a little. Next to them, their three other friends, dressed as sexy versions of a cop, a devil, and an angel, were doing shots from the mini-fridge. "Let me guess, I have to be the sober one who watches out for you guys? I could've been watching Army of Darkness right now."

Jenny grinned, downing a shot herself. "You can watch your scary movies any night of the year. Besides, cutie, we're here!"

Carmilla took a deep breath as the driver opened the door, stepping out and looking around with wide eyes as she looked up at the mansion, even bigger than the one Jenny's father owned. As her friends dashed ahead towards the open door, she moved a bit slower behind, taking in the costumes of those arriving. Some of them were very elaborate, zombies with horrifying makeup, and werewolves with what looked like real fur. She yelped as one of them grabbed her, pretending to bite her. "Hey there, little red," he grinned before running after his friends, laughing as one of them handed him a beer.

Realizing she had lost site of her friends, she ran towards the mansion, pushing past a few people as she looked around for Jenny. There was a blonde nurse in a similar costume, but no sign of the girl she knew. She pushed through the crowd, frowning as she realized she'd lost them and was all on her own. "Shit," she murmured, turning back around and accidentally bumping into a woman with fake blood on her mouth. "Sorry."

 

[Gabe619]

Elizabeth Moran stood above the crowd on a balcony overlooking the grand main hall. It was crowed, as all her parties tended to be, but unlike the majority of innocent party goers she knew of the smaller, more elite crowd that mingled down there. Her kind. Her eyes sparkled as a smile curled her lips when she saw one of the innocent stumble into the hall, obviously looking for her friends. Little Red Riding Hood? A nice choice for this crowd, some of them admired traditional garb and fairy tales. Elizabeth had made sure that Lizzie's friend were catered to as soon as they entered the mansion. The prey for this evening were not usually allowed to stay close. It was easier for her friends to have their fun of the 'normal' guests were on uncertain footing.

With a swish of her robe she walked from the balcony and down the winding staircase toward Lizzie. She was dressed as a vampire queen rather appropriately, a tight red and black corset hugging her upper body, showing off her curves and slim waist, her upper breasts exposed showing the firm orbs and soft pale white skin. She also wore a long flowing matching skirt slit up both sides so her elegant long legs could be seen all the way to her upper thigh as she walked. On her feet ankle length black stiletto heeled boots accentuated her calves. And over all that a satin crimson robe edged in black lace flowed behind her as she walked. Her long flowing silken black hair hung around her shoulders and flowed to the middle of her back. Guest parted before her, either because they knew who she was, or because they felt the power emanating from her. She approached Lizzie, the woman she had backed into moving aside as their eyes met. The young girl had her back to her so Elizabeth reached out and placed a hand on the girls shoulders.

"Hello there, and welcome to my humble abode ... Lizzie I assume?" She asked, her tone low, almost deep, but oddly penetrating as she smiled.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Compared to the hosts and special guests, all of the normal partygoers were relatively innocent, but Carmilla was more so than most. A student at college on scholarship, she didn't have much time for dating or parties, needing to keep up her grades, especially if she wanted a scholarship for grad school. Her costume was much more innocent than the rest, and she had refused most of the others that Jenny had tried to make her wear.

She jumped a little at the hands on her shoulders, turning around to see a taller beautiful woman standing over her. She looked like sin, each article of clothing picked to show off all of her best features. The young woman didn't even speak for a few moments, entranced as she looked the hostess over. She couldn't help but notice the stairs the woman received; and was surprised that out of all the guests, she had chosen to come to her. "How... how do you know who I am?" She asked nervously, eyes still scanning the room for her friends. Jenny knew she was attracted to women, so was this a surprise set up? But how the hell had she convinced a woman like her?

She bit her lip, brushing her hair away from her face, sticking out a hand to shake. "I... I'm sorry, I don't think I know your name."

 

[Gabe619]

"Elizabeth Moran, and this is my house, my party and I know everyone here." She took the girls hand and held it, smiling, her thumb caressing Carmilla's soft skin. She held her hand a little longer than perhaps necessary, looking the girl over. "I love your costume, it's so nice to see a girl respecting the traditions of our old fairy tales ... Little Red Riding Hood has always been a favourite of mine and I believe their might be a few wolves lurking around here tonight who might be curious about you so be ready."

Elizabeth chuckled as she released Carmilla's hand finally, then slid an army around her shoulders, revelling in the girls innocence, an innocence she could almost smell emanating from her. She knew many of her special guests would also be able to smell such an exquisite scent too and was determined to have this naive young lady first ... after all, she was the host. Guiding Carmilla through the throng of party goers, seeing many turn to watch the two gorgeous women walking together, some with jealous eyes, some with lust, Elizabeth moved her head close to the girls.

"You've lost your friends haven't you, but don't worry, you're quite safe here, let me help you find them." Her tone of voice was deep, warm, calming and yet obviously she wouldn't take no for an answer.

Finally she guided the girl into a small study off the main busy areas. It was empty of people and furnished with a large wooden desk, chair, paintings and large bookcases full of old books. A large fire crackled in the fireplace as Elizabeth closed the door behind her, shutting out the sound of the party. Keeping her back against the double doors, she turned the key silently, locking them, before pocketing the key and smiling at Carmilla.

"Not in here it seems ... can I ask you something my young beautiful girl ... do yo like my costume?"

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Carmilla opened her mouth to respond, but froze as Elizabeth took her hand, sending a shiver down her spine, despite her expecting the touch. "I'm just surprised," she said, her voice almost drowned out by the loud music. "I think one of those wolves tried to bite me earlier," she laughed, glancing towards the werewolf who was staring at her with a smirk. She raised an eyebrow at the mention of traditions, considering the odd wording of it. She sounded like she was from another time and place, like she didn't truly belong in this world.

Her eyes went wide as Elizabeth let go of her hand and slipped an arm around her shoulder, guiding her through the crowd as she looked around for her friends, shocked to see some angry and jealous glares from a few people that were watching them. The wolves in the corner looked disappointed to see her taken away as well, though she couldn't understand why. As they walked, she saw a girl pinned to a wall by a man who was biting and sucking on her neck as she moaned, grinding back into him, her long fingers tangling in his dark hair.

There was no use arguing with the hostess, who had started taking her to a more private corner of the mansion before she'd even mentioned her friends. "I'm supposed to be the sober one tonight. Make sure they don't do anything stupid," she smiled, looking around at the beautiful staircase at the center of the room.

Entering the study, the poor girl didn't hear the door lock behind them, too busy admiring the room as she slipped off her cloak, the fire making the room warm. Sitting on the desk, she looked back up at the woman, taking her beauty in. "I love it. You look absolutely beautiful," she murmured, though she still worried about her friends. "Do you have any idea where they went? I don't want them worrying about me either."

 

[Gabe619]

"Oh, I shouldn't worry about your friends my darling. I am thinking right now they are being attended to by my other guests ... or more accurately your friends are attending to my guests." Her smile was dazzling as she slowly walked toward Carmilla.

Elizabeth reached up and pulled the robe from around her shoulders, throwing it to a nearby armchair, leaving her in the tight sexually stunning corset and the long skirt, the slits up both sides showing her firm, toned pale skinned legs as she swayed toward the young girl, her eyes not leaving Carmilla's for an instant.

"Thank you for the compliment, about my beauty I mean ... I must say, you are a true beauty yourself. So pure, innocent ... trusting. I can see that in you, like a beacon of white light." Now standing before Carmilla, Elizabeth reached out one hand, the perfectly manicured fingernails touching the girls shoulder before the fingers slid and squeezed softly, but allowing Carmilla to sense the strength in the woman before her. "You should know I choose my ... guests, very carefully. I picked you myself. And you should also know others of my guests will be outside that door feeling very jealous of you right now ..." She shrugged and grinned and was that a flash of long canine teeth in her mouth? "Well, jealous of you and me I suppose. But, being the host does have its privileges. Being the first to be with you is one and I intend to make the most of that right now."

With that the pale lady dressed as a vampire queen lent forward and kissed Carmilla with sudden passion.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Carmilla frowned, looking towards the door and starting to walk towards it. "Wait, you told me you were going to help find them. I-" she paused, realizing what the woman had just said about her friends "attending" to her guests, looking up at her in confusion. "What are you talking about? What do you mean?" She asked, backing away as the woman moved toward her, until she was pressed against the door.

As the woman she'd the robe, she reached for the doorknob, eyes widening when she realized they were locked in with no other way for her to get out. Why would Elizabeth trap her inside with her? None of it made any sense. "Look, just... just let me go. They're probably worried about me right now." Little did she know, she had passed one of them already, the woman who's face was hidden in the shadows, moaning as a vampire drained her of her blood. Upstairs, Jenny was being tied up by demons on an altar, and werewolves were toying with two others, fighting over them for the chance to go first.

A blush crept over Carmilla's cheeks as the woman stood over her, her heart racing as she felt the woman's strong hand move over her blouse before settling on the corset, giving her a firm, yet gentle squeeze. "Picked me out? My friend said they were giving out fliers at random. I... I didn't even get asked, so how is that possible? And why me? You don't even know me!" Her eyes widened when she saw sharp teeth, like an actual vampires, but that couldn't be possible. They had to be a part of the costume or some trick of the light. A woman as wealthy as her could afford realistic prosthetics, right? "The first one to be with me? I don't-"

She was cut off as the vampire kissed her roughly, her lips mashing against hers, causing her to cry out and whimper, squirming against the wall in confusion and surprise. Jenny had to try and set her up before, but never with a woman like this!

 

[Gabe619]

Carmilla's squirming only heightened Elizabeths arousal. She pushed her tongue into the girls mouth, kissing with hard furious passion. One hand held Carmilla's neck, the long fingernails grazing the soft skin as her other hand went to the young girls hip holding her against the door. Finally Elizabeth pulled her lips from the girls, licking them and moaning softly.

"I do so love the taste of innocence. There is nothing like it." She smirked at Carmilla and then looked down between their bodies, a wicked gleam in her eye. "But I want to taste it all."

With that the hand on the girls neck slipped to her throat, holding her fast against the heavy locked door as Elizabeth's free hand slipped up over Carmilla's body to the neck of her blouse and in one swift effortless motion tore it open exposing the girls breasts clad in a pink lace bra.

"Ohhh, yess, much better ... tell me child ... are you a virgin?" The question was asked softly, in a tone that was far to calm and collected considering the violent action the older woman had just done to the girl.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Carmilla whimpered helplessly as the woman's tongue forced her lips to part, her hands grabbing the woman's shoulders for support as she struggled to stay standing. She was powerless as the woman held her neck and hips, unable to break away from her strong grip. Her heart was racing, pumping not only blood, but adrenaline through her veins as every instinct told her to run away. She felt like a moth caught in a spider's trap.

"P... please," she whimpered pitifully, gasping as the hand wrapped around her throat. There was a strength behind the woman that implied that she could break her neck with a simple movement of her wrist. Her other hand swiftly tore off her blouse and corset, leaving her upper body bare except for that pink bra, showing off small perky breasts.

The young redhead nodded in response to her question, fear and curiosity behind those wide eyes. She stood on her tiptoes, forced up slightly by the grip on her throat. The poor human realized that now, even if she managed to open the door, she'd have to move through the crowd half naked, looking for her friends and exposing herself until she found them.

"You... you can't keep me in here forever. My friends will come looking for me," she murmured nervously, but her walls were already crumbling down, the initial resistance fading quickly

 

[Gabe619]

Elizabeth didn't even bother to answer such a pitiful plea. Instead her eyes shone brightly as she imagined the things being done to this girls friends at this very moment elsewhere in the house. A virgin, she had chosen well it seemed, she leaned in, as if going for another kiss, but at the last moment moved her head so her lips instead grazed over Carmilla's cheek, then kissed her ear, licking the lobe before travelling to the neck, taking in the girls fear and innocence as if it was the most expensive perfume ever. Elizabeth's lips kissed the girls neck tenderly, sucking softly, then she bared her canines and let them graze over the soft skin leaving two scratch marks in the unblemished skin. Wanting nothing more than to sink those teeth into that neck and drain the virgin dry, Elizabeth also wanted this to last longer. She took as much pleasure breaking girls to her will as she did simply using and discarding them. Her kisses trailed down to Carmilla's shoulders down over the collar bone to the upper slopes of the small perky breasts, then with a casual flick she broke the bra straps, discarding the underwear to fall to the floor with the ruined corset and blouse, exposing the now bare breasts to her sight and touch. Her tongue flicked out curling around a nipple, teasing it to hardness, then moving to the other breast, performing the same actions, raising both nipples to rock hard sensitivity before she cupped both breasts in her hands and squeezed gently but with an unmistakable power.

"Your friends are gone, Carmilla. You are mine, mine and my guests. If you behave, if you ... perform well, you may survive this night ... although I doubt your friends will. They do not possess your ... inner light." Elizabeth breathed, lifting her head to look deep into the girls eyes as she smiled, revealing her long canine teeth in the flickering firelight. One of her hands travelled slowly down Carmilla's toned firm stomach, so slow, making the girl feel ever sensation until they reach the waistband of the long skirt where they hesitated a second, before plunging down inside that skirt and cupping the girls crotch over the thin lace panties. "Every part of you is mine to play with and by the time I am done we will have pleasured each other in ways you cannot conceive of. I will give you sensations .... mmmmmmmmmmm, such pleasures." Her hand squeezed Carmilla's pussy softly.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Carmilla shivered as the woman leaned in once more, her body tensing as she waited for those soft lips to meet hers, only to have them moved toward her cheek and to her ear, tongue moving over her bare skin as she whimpered and squirmed against the stronger woman's body. She let out a soft cry as sharp teeth left marks on her smooth pale skin, running over the bruises the woman had already left with her kisses. She marked easily, each bruise and scratch staying on her skin as if she was claimed and they indicated ownership like a brand.

Carmilla's back arched as the kisses went lower, kissing her exposed cleavage as Carmilla gasped, left helpless under Elizabeth's exploring mouth. Without warning, she broke the straps, leaving her exposed and only in her skirt, underwear, and boots as the vampire toyed with her the way no woman had before. "P... please," she whimpered, squeaking as hands squeezed at her breasts, forcing her body to respond to the pleasure.

The mention of her friends and the threat in Elizabeth's words mad Carmilla freeze, eyes widening as she exposed those dangerous teeth. "Look, just... just don't hurt them and I'll do anything you want. If you... if you let them go I-" Her own harsh cry cut her off as Elizabeth's hand invaded her skirt, squeezing her cunt over the pink panties that offered little protection. She whined softly, unable to fight back as she moved against that hand, listening as she was told that she belonged to her captor. "And... and if I... "behave" you'll let me go?" She whispered, gasping as the hand betweeen her legs rubbed her clit.

 

[Gabe619]

Elizabeth smiled at her victim, her toy. Already her body betrayed her to the pleasure the vampire queen offered. She could tell the girl anything and she would believe her. Elizabeth knew well that Carmilla's friends were probably already either dead or turned so lying to the girl might be fun, to let her see her friends fates later would be exquisite torture for the innocent. Mind made up, Elizabeth nodded softly, expression almost warm and friendly.

"If you obey then I promise your friends will be returned to you safe and sound, my dear." She said even as her stronger fingers dug into Carmilla's cunt, one finger finding and circling the girls hard little clit while the other massaged her pussy lips.

Elizabeth had been doing this for centuries now, what she didn't know about sex wasn't worth knowing, she gained pleasure showing innocent virgins what their bodies were truly for, corrupting them and sending them back into the world as her servants or turning them and making them part of her slowly growing family of daughters. Her head bent down quickly to seize one of Carmilla's now hard nipples in her mouth, sucking hard as her long tongue circled the hard nub then pulling away with a hard motion making the nipples so hard it seemed to shiver all by itself in pleasure. Her eyes found Carmilla's again.

"Are you mine, Carmilla? Will you obey me?" She asked in a throaty husky voice.

 

[Elvenmaideninthewoods]

Carmilla relaxed slightly at the promised that would be revealed as lies, closing her eyes as she tried to calm herself as the taller woman kept her pinned against the door. Her small hands gripped Elizabeth's shoulders tightly as she massaged her cunt, causing soft cries to leave her prey's mouth. All the poor girl could do was watch as her mistress toyed with her defenseless body, making her squirm against her with delicious need.

She whimpered softly as she watched the vampire's head lower, her mouth capturing her nipples and teasing them, making her cry out as fangs ran over the sensitive nubs. "Wh... what are you?" She whispered, her eyes widening as Elizabeth's hand found the right spot, forcing a harsh cry from her lips. "I... I'm yours. I'll do what you say," she spoke softly, shaking from both fear and need.

Outside the loud music covered up the screams and cries of pleasure as blood spilled over the floor. Most of the guests were now dead, dying, or being used as toys by Elizabeth's friends. If Carmilla walked out of the room, she'd see forms of sex she had never been exposed to before, with women tied up or following their masters and mistresses on leashes, others begging for release.

 

[Gabe619]

Hearing Carmilla's promise, Elizabeth smiled the tore the long skirt from the girls hips, leaving her in just thin pink lacy panties which hugged her crotch tightly as the Queen's fingers toyed with the young girls cunt. She brought her fingers up to her nose, sniffing, sighing in pleasure, then licking them of the small traces of Carmilla's pussy juices which had soaked through the thin panties.

"You taste delicious my beautiful young play thing ... you asked what I am? I think you know, oh yes, I think you know very well. I am your Mistress, your Queen, your owner, now and forever. You belong to me, body and soul fro as long as I please and right now I wish you to pleasure me."

She backed away from Carmilla, leaving the girl shivering against the door, putting a little distance between them, smiling, showing her fangs, then she let her hands slowly caress down her body, over the skintight corset, cupping her own breasts momentarily, then drifting down further, slipping under her skirt, her hands using the long slits up the side of the skirt for easy access to her own cunt. She rubbed herself slowly, moaning softly, panting, then slowly lifted the front of the long front panel of the dress. She did it so slow as to make sure Carmilla watched every inch of her body being exposed. Her long black stiletto boots to her knees, then the pale, almost white, skin toned thighs and finally, as Elizabeth held her dress up fully around her waist showing off her bare hairless cunt, beautiful in its smooth paleness. The Queen opened her legs slightly and smiled at Carmilla.

"Come my pet, worship your Queen on your knees."