Pray or Prey (closed)

Torsten nodded as he followed Gabby toward her house. "I don't care if your humans pleasure each other; what I am saying is if you want me ti fill your void, then no others may attempt to do so."

Torsten and Gabby jumped to the top of her small office building. Letting themselves into the hatch on the roof, they made their way down to the bottom floor. Torsten looked at the room and marveled.

The entire floor was opened up and looked like a Bedouin tent of enormous size that had been pitched over an oasis. In the middle of the floor, sunken, was a tub, steam rising merrily from the water's surface.

Stripping, Gabby walked into the pool, much like an ancient baptismal pool. Turning toward Torsten, she smiled, holding out her hand for him.

~~~

Ludwig watched as Vanessa's body and mind once again fought each other. His shadowy tendrils stroked and caressed her until day sleep overcame her.

Half the day passed as Ludwig sat and watched Vanessa sleep, his turgid cock flush against his stomach. He made arrangements for clothes for Vanessa, and food, wishing to give her all that he could to ensure her happiness.
 
Gabby stretched her hand out for Torsten to join her in the pool. "Come. What better way for you to spend the day than here. I trust you still cannot move during the day?" she asked, knowing the answer. Vampires couldn't move during the day until around their third month. Torsten was surely nowhere near that date yet.

Gabby watched him hungrily, drinking his blue eyes in. They had started to shine now- he was on his way to becoming an 'adult'.

"When you can move again I want to know exactly what has become of that mate of yours." she said darkly, as the sun started rising.

~~~~

Vanessa chose to 'sleep'. Yes, vampires with her age could choose if the sun would lock her body in a frigid pose for the day or whether she would be able to move freely. She had thought this choice useless until that morning.

She heard things move around her. Ludwig ordering clothes for her, bringing in a variety of humans for her to have her fill from when she awoke... everything she would need, he was making arrangements for. As if she were his Queen.

No.

She would never be his queen. She couldn't see herself being anything right now, she couldn't see past Torsten. He crept into her every thought, every dream, everything. And her heart hurt again as again. Every now and again, Ludwig would profess his love for her, but she would say nothing.

For one, she couldn't, as long as the sun was in the sky. As was her choice.

Secondly, there was nothing to say.
 
Torsten sank into tub next to Gabby as the sun began to rise. His body locked up into the rigor mortis of the young, but he found his mind wandering. Able to see the area around him and Gabby. He saw the steam continue through the day, undisturbed by movement from either vampire or any person entering the chamber.

As humans milled about the upper floors of the building, Torsten noted that indeed, Gabby had so very few women to feed from. The women that she did have were currently in various states of consciousness. One was double ended by two scraggly looking men, one filling her pussy, the other her mouth. One was barely conscious at all while Drake used her viscously, and the third female was passed out, laying naked near the stairs.

As Torsten was surveying the scene he began to feel another presence near his. Turning he sensed Gabby next to him, and felt her wonder. In his mind he thought to her, "We need more women, I will not feed from your males, unless you want me to kill them."

~~~

Long before the sun set, Ludwig sat up and turned to his beloved Vanessa. Using every drop of his power, Ludwig filled the chamber with his love for Vanessa as her eyes fluttered open.

Almost immediately a young male, his member turgid in anticipation leaned over Vanessa, "I am yours to take, highness."
 
Gabby let Torsten walk around her home. She very much wanted to keep Torsten with her, and so she wasn't going to ask him about his bitch until he was truly comfortable. She scrubbed the remainder of Drake's seed from her core, remembering that Torsten wouldn't like the scent.

Making her way upstairs, she found Torsten near the top floor, looking at her girls. She wondered what was wrong with him when his voice entered her mind.

"Mmm, very good. Though projecting thoughts is a rather outdated trick, used when we vampires were more actively hunted. There were many of us then, but now there is a good number." She gave him a taste of her knowledge, from walking half a century in her second life. Just so that he knew that she would make good on their deal.

"We shall find some girls for you. I know it might he quite... awkward to feed from my males. Although, do know that they would not object to a pleasure feed if I insisted on it. Let us go and find some females who will please your taste buds."

She slipped out of the roof, three decades of stay in this place making it effortless for her. She skirted down the side of the building, dropping to theground and heading to her park. Torsten closely followed. "Look at the humans. When one strikes your fancy, overcome her and make her drink your seed."

~~~~

Vanessa could feel Ludwig, feel his thoughts of love for her press against her mind. She pushed them away, opening her eyes to find a young boy, barely into adulthood, looking nervously into her eyes.

She glanced at Ludwig. He had gone one step above what she had expected from him; he had a young fledgling give himself to her. Looking back at the boy, her mouth watered, knowing that his blood was hers.

"Neck." she growled, breaking her silence. The boy exposed his neck to her and she went for it, moaning at its coolness, its surprising thickness. The boy was surprised when she pulled him onto the bed, taking his life from him. His hard cock brushed against her, and she growled, slowing the flow to let him rub himself onto her.

Just like Torsten had done when she had first fed from him.

She felt the male's cum shoot onto her thigh as she took from him. She was moaning also, it was a highly gluttonous feed. He uttered useless words about being honoured to be in her servitude, and she stopped, healing him, pushing him from the bed.

"Leave." she spat, annoyed at Ludwig. She had not missed when the boy had called her highness, and now he was happy to serve her?

"I am not your Queen." she muttered, her voice laced with venom as she looked at Ludwig.
 
Torsten followed Gabby into the English Gardens and listened to her offer of any woman he saw that may tickle his fancy. "Making her drink my seed has adverse effects. The one time I did that, she became somewhat altered. I don't think I am in the position at the moment to care for someone that dependent on me."

After a few minutes, Torsten saw a woman walking alone through the gardens, as if she was leaving. She lacked the drug induced gait of Gabby's normal flock, and he began to approach her.

As he neared her, Torsten began projecting calm. Falling in step with her, they began a polite conversation that lasted moments, as she fell into his arms.

~*~*~*~*~

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Ludwig looked down at Vanessa, his eyes clouding over a moment as she spat out that she wasn't his queen. "Of course not, Vanessa. But you will be treated as such, whilst you stay with me. I would have it no other way."

A dress of sheer black silk was brought into the room by a servant who waited to the side. "I trust you will allow me too have you dressed decently during your stay."
 
Gabby frowned at Torsten, after he refused her suggestion. "Hmm, have it your way. It is not to hard to take care of my humans." It was true. All Gabby needed to do was provide them with a few things: food, drink, and drugs. Slaughtering a drug dealer every few weeks would solve the drug issue; food and drink were easily acquired from robbing supermarkets. And appropriate birth control for her females. It wouldn't do to have her males' playthings carry child.

She watched Torsten go and influence a female. The female was clean- drugfree. When they returned tonight, provided Torsten hadn't killed the human, she would have to tell her boys to stay away from her.

"I expect you to be back at my home in an hour!" she called to Torsten. "The first favour is for tonight!"

~~~~

Vanessa glared at Ludwig as he explained that he wanted to treat her as if she was his Queen. She didn't want special treatment- by him no less. She wanted an outlet for her anger.

She turned her head to the servant in the corner of the room, holding s short, black dress. It was very similar to the dress Vanessa had worn to Ludwig's coronation. It was beautiful, and looked softer than feathers, and she frowned.

She stood, beckoning the servant forward. Running her hand along the fabric, and feeling its indescribable softness, her frown deepened. "I do not need such fanciful clothing. What I need is sackcloth, to mourn the loss of my love."
 
Torsten sank his fangs into the woman in his arms. The heat of her blood nearly matched the heat of her desire as he kept reinforcing her lust more and more, driving her to a fevered pitch. He moans filled the English Gardens as Torsten fed.

She pressed her cunt against his strong muscular thigh and began grinding on it as he fed slowly, enjoying each moment with her.

Torsten's hand slowly crawled behind the woman, grasping her ass and pulling her tighter against him. Her turgid nipples pressed against his chest and arm as Torsten slowed the rate he was feeding from her. By now he knew her name, Amanda, she was traveling overseas for the summer with some friends, and wasn't expected to fly back until fall. She had come to the English Gardens to sunbath naked and she had already worked herself up pretty well before Torsten came along.

Torsten undid his pants letting them drop to his ankles then lifted Amanda up and lowered her onto his tumid cock. Amanda's throaty moan shook the trees nearby as she slowly impaled herself.

Just before sinking his fangs back into Amanda, Torsten whispered, "Bring a friend tomorrow, so that I may taste her as well."

"Of course," Amanda moaned out as her body began to shudder.


~*~*~*~*~*~

Ludwig nodded, his countenance the very picture of understanding, "Yes of course, Vanessa. But this is the closest dress I have for you to mourn in. All others are unmistakably far more cheerful than this."

Ludwig walked up to Vanessa, gently taking the dress from her hands. Tossing it into the air, shadowy tendrils caught then carried the dress over Vanessa's head slowly lowering it down her body.

The silk cloyingly danced along her skin, goosebumps momentarily dancing along in reaction to the fine silk. Guiding Vanessa over to a vanity, Ludwig took up a hair brush and began running it gently through her hair.

His hands danced lightly through her hair and across her skin. His touch was loving, knowing; the touch of one devoted to the person he was touching. As he finished brushing her hair, Ludwig leaned over, whispering, "Did you know that I have been with no woman since you left me so many years ago?"
 
Back at her home, Gabby awaited Torsten's return with excitement. She was soon to be satisfied, to mate with a person who had the same strength as she; the same stamina. Yes, her boys were enthusiastic, able to give her a teaser of what she needed, but she wanted the real deal. She wanted to be with a lover who could control her. Dominate her. She wanted to sleep with somebody who she didn't need to feed from in order to have an orgasm.

Drake, her longtime favourite of her pets, walked into her floor and sat by her feet. "Mistress, please, I want to taste you."

Gabby habitually accepted, before correcting herself. Torsten was possessive. Not wanting anybody to be with her if Torsten was filling her void. She recalled his tone of voice during that conversation: edgy, defensive. Perhaps she had hit a raw nerve.

"No, my sweet. As long as my guest is in my home, then you must stick with the three females I have provided for you."

She stroked his hair as she sat, still awaiting Torsten, still ever excited


~~~~

Vanessa felt her skin react warmly to the plush silken matieral as the dress was lowered onto her. And she was silenced by Ludwig leading her to a vanity table, and sitting her on the stool. HisHand found a hairbrush and began to softly detangle her layered mess of curls. Strangely this calmed her, but she was still annoyed.

The one thing she wanted most right now was death. Not pampering. "Have you not servants for this job!" she snorted, she heard his confession, and fought a gasp.

"Impossible. It has been almost a century. You cannot deny your nature," she said, not believing him for a minute. "As well as bloodlust, there is desire, and a vampire can never usually turn down a chance to mate. " Vanessa knew this well, but Torsten had not. If he had known, would he have been easier to talk to?

And there Torsten was, in her thoughts again. She sighed, and then said, "If you could do it, I will deny my nature and stay celibate from now on. Until Torsten accepts me back, or my death. Whichever happens, or happens first."
 
Torsten finished with Amanda. his cock throbbing inside her pussy as his seed exploded into her womb. "Remember, tomorrow night, same time and bring a friend, I will reward you greatly."

He went by the waterway. Standing at the edge, Torsten stripped and plunged himself into the water, washing the scent of Amanda off his loins. The cold water, once frigid when he immersed himself now worked to raise his body temperature slightly.

Frowning at the state he found himself in, cussing Vanessa to hell, he climbed out then dressed.

Making his way back to Gabby's Torsten wondered how long Gabby had claimed the Gardens as hers. More importantly, he wondered if she would share after their deal was over.

Dropping down into her lair, Torsten made his way to the first floor with great speed, not bothering to see who was around, if anyone.

He found Gabby sitting in the steaming tub, to all appearances enjoying the heat. Stripping quickly, Torsten wadded into the pool, sitting on the second step looking at Gabby. Her tits floated gently on the water, bobbing with the waves that occurred in reaction to his entering the pool. Her nipples were taut, straining against the air to float like pollen on the breeze.

Their eyes met across the water, in a low rumbling voice, he muttered, "Come here."

~*~*~*~*~

Ludwig smiled at Vanessa indulgently, whispering, "I have servants for jobs I do not wish to do. Pampering you is something I wish to do."

He extended his hand to Vanessa, helping her rise, "If you wish to wait until your 'mate' proves to be unfaithful to you, then we both shall wait."

They walked out of his chambers down through the mansion to a waiting limousine. Opening the door for Vanessa, he followed her in after she settled. It was a short drive, not terribly much time for talking, Ludwig had nothing fast to say and he sensed Vanessa had little she wanted to say.

They arrived at Nueschwanstein Castle and walked over to the Venus Grotto, his favorite place in the world, even after more than 100 years. Waving a hand, the golden seashell boat floated over to them. Stepping in, Ludwig turned back to Vanessa, holding his hand out. "Please join me, my love."
 
Gabby watched Torsten approach with hungry eyes. He moved with a certain regalness, one that commanded a certain respect. This was all contrary to his age; he was very young and inexperienced, yet expertly seductive.

She had longtime dismissed Drake. And, alone in her room, she wanted Torsten more than ever. How foolish it was for his so-called 'mate' to have left him!

At his command, she shivered. His voice left nothing to the imagination. Draping her fair hair over one shoulder she waded slowly, seductively to him.

"Mmm, Torsten," she purred, "finally you show your desire for me."

Once she was before him, she licked her lips. She could taste a scent in the air; a human scent, a female scent.

"You want to keep me faithful to you, yet you sleep with your prey?" she giggled, looking into his newly-glowing eyes. "Seems you are more old-fashioned than your age suggests."

~~~~~

Vanessa hissed at Ludwig's open hand, yet she took it. She needed Torsten's love, yes, that was true, but another was doting on her. Would it be unfaithful to Torsten to tolerate the advances of another?

She was confused, and she didn't like it.

She was meant to be a strong creature, an independent creature, an old and wise creature. One who needed nobody, and yet here she was letting herself feel these human emotions? She pitied herself; how shameful!

She followed Ludwig to the limousine, not understanding the need for such transport when they could easily run. She frowned silently throughout the short journey, angry at herself.

Upon arriving at their destination, Vanessa followed Ludwig. She took his hand an stepped into the boat after him, looking at him sternly.

"Do not call me your love. I am but a woman to you. No more, no less."
 
Torsten grabbed Gabby by the upper arms, spinning her around and pressing her down against the side of the pool. Her arms pinned against her side, Torsten pressed his hard cock against her stomach, "Wrap your legs around me."

As Gabbie's legs wrapped around his waist, Torsten pressed into her. His hips rammed back and forth, the water of the pool began sloshing. Faster and faster, Torsten plowed into Gabby driving her back into the edge of the pool.

A human would have had her back broken by the force of Torsten's thrusts, but Gabby moaned thrashing her head back, bouncing it off the floor.

~*~*~*~*~

Ludwig's face was crestfallen at Vanessa's response. "No my dear, you are not a woman, you are the only woman."

The boat floated away into the middle of the grotto, his hand wrapped in hers. Wagner played in Ludwig's head as they floated toward the middle. "We used to love floating here together," he whispered.

"Do you remember when I built it for you?"
 
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