When Darkness Gathers

The Count drank in Janie’s fear as she trembled in his arms her soft shimmering emerald eyes showed her fear of what he might be what he might take from her and her fear of no once more savoring the unimagined pleasure he had brought to her last night as she offered herself up to him.
"So you have never been bound young lady.”

His voice as soft as the nightingale’s song and rich as a dark moonless night as he breathed,

“ Then It is high time that you where Janie Gladies."

His lips brushed hers even as his hands circled around her trim little waist and he lifted her to sit on the stone table as if she were as light as a feather. His dark ageless eyes smiled their pleasure with her even as he claimed her lips with a seductive kiss, his body pressing hers down as he held her in that dark passionate kiss .Vladimir hands slid slowly up the sensual curves of Janie’s torso. His thumbs brushed across her nipples, the girl's sweater the only thing that kept bare skin from bare skin. Up along her arms they slid till their fingers again entwined as the Count stretched her hands above her head. A soft sensual metallic,

CLICK

A silver circlet of metal now held Janie's right wrist captive.

CLICK

Janie's left wrist was now held fast. Slowly the count rose his eyes dark as the night sky. He slipped from her soft warm body the tips of his fingers boldly trailed down Janie's body. They trailed across her denim covered pussy he smiled as his finger slid up and down along the crotch seem of the girl's jeans pressing it into the soft wet folds of her pussy. The count played and teased her jean covered inner thighs, trailed down her legs. Vladimir stood at the end of the stone table he slipped first one then the other sneaker from her feet. A kiss to the instep as his hands encircled her trim ankles slowly he pulled her ankles far apart opening her jeans covered body to him
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CLICK, CLICK

In lest then a hear beat The red haired beauty found herself bound and spread eagled like a sacrificial virgin. The low sensual metallic rasp a flash a pale moon light on the keen edge of the blade as he drew it and Janie's dark vision was becoming very real.

Vladimir saw that rush of fear flashed through her eyes. That fear that the dark hunter by night savored almost as much as the sweet warm living life force of a young maiden as he quenched his appetites and feed till that sublime moment of her fear her dread that brought such an intense life to her eyes slowly die and the blank stare of eternity replace that life with the cold gaze of the tomb. That fear where only moments before this redheaded beauty had been shamelessly and wantonly pressing her dark sinful desire to his hand now he could smell her fear.

The deathly cold caress of that blade to warm living flesh, the soft renting whisper as the tough material parted on the keen edge, as if it where tissue paper. The pull of the material that heavy seam now cutting deeply between the firm tight cheeks of Janie's ass, drawn tight, cleaving her hot wet pussy. Then the whole ordeal began again as the knife sliced through the denim of the other leg of her jeans. Then his hands where forcefully pulling open Janie's jeans from her, the cool night air bathing her heated sex, two more swift flicks of his wrist and Vladimir was tugging the scrap of cloth that was the girl's jeans away from her gorgeous young body. She was now naked from the waist down. Bathed in the pure light of the virgin moon in her flight across the night sky.

The Count never said a word his eyes darker than the night sky. Janie's whimpered, was met by his silence as cold as the grave. The icy cold blade touched her quivering belly as he slowly sensually began to cut away the girl's sweater . Soon it was slit up the middle, that keen edge so near the madly throbbing pulse of Janie's life force at the hollow of her neck, one little slip a turn of the wrist and the alabaster stone would be stained crimson with her own blood, Blood from a body so naively offered to a stranger in the night.

" Janie "

He sensually whispered her name as his mouth claimed hers in a savage kiss the knife clattering to the stone pavers that surrounded the alter.
 
His arms stretched hers to do as he had said but she was so in the kiss that she didnt even notice what he did till he stoped kissing her.

She gasped as she pulled softly at the cuffs around her wrists as her eyes watched each and ever move he was making. When he then cuffed her ankles as well she smiled at him, wanting to ask how he was going to do somthing to her when she is still clothed when she saw him pull a blade out.

She pulled at the cuffs some as fear over teared her eyes slightly,what was he going to do now with her she thought when whimpers rolled over her lushes little red lips.

Feeling the tip of his blade slip upher legs innerside she held her breath trying to hold as still as possible not wanting him to make a mistake like the night before when she had taken herself while her hips couldnt wait for his hips.

Then he was done her jeans cut right off of her then he started at her sweat shirt she whimpered and shook her head softly as she tried to stop shivering not wanting to hurt herself.

Then he whispered the blade at her throat. then he threw the blade away as he then kissed her, as if her body sighed it relaxed somewhat as it shivered underneath him as she was spread eagled on this stone table it slightly cold under her hot silky skin.

Her eyes lgazed up to his, her hands and ankles pulling ever so slightly on the cuffs that held her there to his will.

"Vladimir......?!"

She said softly almost with fear as if asking what he was going to do with her, if it was going to feel as good as the night before.

He had taken her to a whole new world that night and she wondered if he was doing that this night as well. Was she going to learn a whole new side of herself and his.
 
"Vladimir......?!"

"When you Leave Janie!"

The mischievous gleam in his eyes matched hers but it was the copper taste of their kiss that lingered to haunt him to tempt him to end this chaired TO DRINK THAT SWEET RICH ELIXIR OF HER LIFE FORCE, so at the moment of her death open his own vein and offer her to drink to preserve her life. No he would hold those sweet lips open make her drink and make her a creature of the night of the clan Tepes to be his concubine for eternity. NO not tonight, tonight she would take another step into his dark world another layer of her innocence stripped away.


Vladimir Stood at the foot of the stone table and slowly disrobed. His body bathed in the moon light the scares she could only glimpse at last night in her wild passions now stood out as livid white lines. Lines that where cuts and slashes, which gave him the appearance, in the pale ghostly light of night, the look of the hunter the warrior, the one who pursued. Slowly he crawled up on to the table on his hands and knees he slowly stalked up between Janie's wide spread legs. Periodically he would pause, his head dip as his tongue snaked out to seductively lick the curve of her clave, or the tendon behind her knee. A low primal growl escaped his lips as his head again dipped, a bite to her inner thigh. a crimson stain blossomed on her creamy ivory skin. His eyes meeting hers just before he pounces his mouth claiming her in a most intimate kiss, his tongue snaking into her hot cunt as he ravished her with tongue, tooth and mouth, supped on her arousal till at last she would scream, scream in the night but not from fear but from pleasure hot, dark sinful pleasure.

There was a dark hunger in Janie's eyes as she lay there naked bathed in the pale chaste light of the moon. All the trappings of her world stripped away. The sneakers, jeans and even the sweater that marked her as coming from the 21st century. As this vibrant young beauty lay there her heart pounding with fading fear and growing arousal she could have been a pagan maiden looking forward to her sacrifice, her being claimed by powers, darker powers, far beyond her comprehension and yet he came to her naked out of time and place. Her smoldering emerald, hips arching to his feasting mouth, his name screamed to the virgin moon in her flight across the night sky all pretense of restrain gone as Janie's scream carried his name out into the night with no care for who heard her. As she embraced her ecstasy, her throbbing clit gripped between his teeth, the tip of his tongue flicking at her pearl of passion his fang again struck and he savored the taste of her life force again.


Vladimir was careful not to let his bite cause Janie the rush of rapture steel away her will, or her spirit. He had no desire to enslaved, or brake her . He feed just long enough to cause That intense rush of pleasure that it could bring to mere mortals as if they had glimpsed eternity and knew it was within their grasp. That if they just let this present life slip from their fingers they could become one with the rapture.

His lips began again the sweet sensual tempting of Janie's flesh as he kissed his way up her body. The sensual tonguing and the seductive little lover's nips as he paid special attention to all the little secret places that gave Janie a rush of intense pleasure. When his mouth claimed hers in a savage kiss that demanded all she was and more. The taste of her own arousal and her rich sweet life force was mingled in that kiss. His hips arched and he plunged his lust harden cock into the girl's tight supple body in a single thrust that claimed her. His groin grinding to her Venus Mon as he led Janie in a savage dance of lust desire and need.
 
Janie screamed out for pleasure when she felt his fang nip her clit to feed from her it felt so much better then the night before was it cause she had already felt it or was it because her body was learning quickly over peasure her body was starting to like.

She then felt her body arched and her head tilted lightly kissing him back passionatly, tasting her own blood between his and her tongue.

He was turning everything she knew to be wrong, each and everything she had read over the creatures like him. He gave her so much pleasure like no dream could have and had done yet, could this all be real this almost perfect pleasure or if this all was a dream she was dreaming that felt like days is maybe only hours.

"Vladimir...take me"

She moaned in the kiss as she then felt him thrust deep in her taking each and every inch of her as her body willing gave it self to him.

Her body felt every inch he had to give her and also gave her, it was drving her crazy she thought this felt so good but also a slight of fear was still there.

Her fear of pain from him but also fear that he might stop before she could cum over his hard cock and release this burning she had that was growing deep in her.
 
Janie's first clear clarion screams caught Yuri's ear. The little gnomish man hurried toward the east rampart that looked out over the gardens. There on the alabaster alter lay Janie bound hand and foot and spread-eagled her magnificent naked body bathed in the pale moon light. Yuri saw his master head dip between the bound beauty's thigh saw how her head rolled side to side as she screamed in ecstasy. He watched as Vladimir's mouth claimed hers, That one savage thrust to claim the young beauty. Her scream of pleasure this time wasn't given to the night air but to Vladimir himself. Fed into his mouth as her hips bucked as high as her bond would allow Yuri threw his head back and in a high pitched howl, like the wolf, he howled to the moon in her flight. That howl echoed through the mountains.

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Vladimir took Janie. He was savage demanding as he drove into her, his mouth almost raping hers with the intensity of their kiss. He smiled into their kiss and as if by magic the Janie's bounds dropped from her delicate wrist and ankles. She was free no longer a helpless passive victim but free to embrace this savage taking of her or to fight.

Vladimir black heart rejoiced in the cry that was within that howl. The soul wrenching agony and despair that echoed in it. That back joy only grew as Janie without a thought wrapped her long legs around Vladimir's waist and her arms around his shoulders, her nails biting into the flesh of his back as she continued to whither and buck to him until she was screaming her pleasure into his mouth once more.

Their dance continued until Janie exhausted, almost spent felt the Count's body stiffen gather in on itself just before his dark lust filled her with his white hot scalding seed. His essence filling her fertile young womb. He lay there with his redhead beauty in his arms. Her sweat soaked body shimmering like pure silver in the moons chaste light.

"Janie make love to me with your mouth here, now in the garden."

His own breath was coming in short passionate gasps even as he rolled on his side and smiled down into her eyes .Those dark ageless eyes that seemed to touch her soul.

"Have you ever made love to a man with your mouth my dear?"
 
Janie had heard the howling but thinking it was a animal and not yuri she didnt let it bother her since she knew nothing would happen to her when Vladimir is there at her side, ok ontop of her which made her smile some as she maoned.

She cam as his last thrust came hard and deep in her as she then felt a thrust later that he had also cam deep inside her belly.

Janie was panting trying to catch her breath as she laid there under him. She then first noticed that the cuffs didnt hold her wrists and ankles in place.

She was able to wrap them around Vladimir as she tought when did that happen.

She laid there looking up to him as if he was her everything, as if she couldnt live without him. She felt herself get more and more pulled to him, she then remembered him saying to her "When you Leave Janie!" what did he mean with it.

Then he told her to make love to him with her mouth, her thoughts quickly changed to those thoughts never had she done that before but she would try for him.

"No I havent Vladimir"

She said softly with now a blush to her cheeks that shimered under the moon.
 
Vladimir watched as Janie's eyes met his there was a dark emerald fire burning in them. A fire of molten green as she slowly shifted on the alter so that she knelt by his knees. A smile bowed her ripe moist lips, her hand came up in a graceful sensual motion to Sweep her hair to one side as she tipped her head forward. He watched a the pink little tip of her tongue shyly moisten her lips as the young beauty hesitated for a moment her lips pursed, shimmering. That little pink tongue tentatively flicked out across the head of the firm length of him.

Vladimir watched in amazement as Janie motions were soft and timid as she continued to lick her way down his length, continuing to taste their pleasure. Was that a blush that kissed her cheeks, could it be that this vivacious, sensual creature...... Had the centuries made him so jaded that........ Vladimir cupped the little redhead’s chin in the palm of his hand his thumb gently stroked her cheek as he lifted his eyes to his.

"Have you ever made love to a man with your mouth my dear?"

His eyes held hers tenderly his dark voice seem to wrap around her to flow through her as if there was some mystical connection between them now.

"Janie........"

"No I haven’t Vladimir"

The deep crimson blush that kissed Janie's cheeks could not be hidden by the pale chaste light of the moon. Her eyes wide as they were held captive in his gaze her lips so ripe so moist shimmering in that pale light.

"No I haven't,"

Her voice quiet, almost shy as she at last managed to tear her eyes from his and looked down at the ground around the alter. How utterly adorable this red haired beauty was in her innocence as she demurely lowered her eyes as she made her confession.


"Than I shall teach you my sweet dove."

He had not asked her if she wanted to be taught the molten green fire in those emerald eyes had told Vladimir all he needed to know for the moment. The back of his hand tenderly caressed Janie's cheek. His fingers slid through her dark firry tresses slowly encouraging her head to once more dip towards his hard throbbing lust.

"Taste me!..........Taste us again!"

As Janie’s pink little tongue came out again Vladimir stilled let the girl repeat her previous little explorations a low sensual growl of approval rumbled from deep within him a dark primal growl of pleasure.

" Now take me into your mouth my dove!"

He smiled his fingers tightening in her luxurious silken tresses guide her to take the head of his iron cored cock in to the sweet moist haven of her virginal mouth. His voice wove a dark rich web around Janie, a web of lust and desire as he taught his little neophyte the seductive rituals of oral sex. Each little success praised by a ferial primal growl of pleasure. Vladimir encouraged his little dove to be more daring more scandalous in her efforts. Seductively encouraging the young innocent to become lost in giving him as much pleasure as he had given her, to lose herself, and to let her past life slip from her grasp.
 
Janie's eyes couldnt leave his gaze as he spoke with her, his finger caressing her cheek oh so softly made her feel safe.

He then told her that he was going to teach her how to please him with her mouth and tongue. She glanced once more up before her lushes red lips parted her tongue licking once more over her lips wetting them as she bites once her lip and then leans slowly forward.

Letting his cock head slowly slip between her lips into her hot wet mouth as her silky tongue swirls and caresses his shaft. She didnt know how but her mouth suddenly just knew what to do she tried little movements of her tongue and lips to massage his shaft as it slowly sliped in and out of her mouth.

Her finger tips held onto his thighs as she sits back slightly resting her nacked perfectly round buttocks back against her heels. Her head bobed slwoly back and forth picking up slowly the pace as her eyes glanced once or twice up when she hears him growl in pleasure as if wanting to see how well she was pleasing him.

She then let his shaft slip out of her mouth as she kissed and niped ever so passionatly down his shaft and then back up before letting it slip back into her mouth.
 
She hesitated for only a moment the next time her tongue reached the head of his length and let her lips part slightly, drawing that tip into the warm cavern of her mouth. A low ferial growl of pleasure escaped Vladimir's lips as Janie's sweetly "O"ed lips slid down the length of his cock his fingers tightened her hair then relaxed.

She was so adorably innocent, shy, hesitant, at first as she tried to master the Count's gasped instructions, to find a rhythm. If she pushed down to fast it made her gag sharply and need to pull away, too slow and it seemed as if she'd never get to the bottom of him. Yet when Janie did find her rhythm she abandoned herself to her task. As her head bobbed up and down his length her moist pink lips "O"ed around his shaft he saw a little smile of pleasure bow the corners of her lips as she seemed to take a great deal of pleasure in giving him pleasure.

When Janie failed to be able to deep throat him her delicate hand grasped the base of his shaft as both hand and mouth endeavored to bring him the same ecstasy he had brought her. He smiled down at her and let his fingers run through her dark rich tawny copper hair. Let those luxurious silken tresses drip from his finger tips. Again he smiled for he was determine to strip away another layer of the young beauty's innocents and longed to feel her little nose pressed to his groin as she suckled him deep in to her still virgin throat.

His moans of pleasures and sensually seductive growls caressed Janie's ears, his dark voice wrapped around her senses and seemed to strengthen the tie between them. That dark, rich, soothing, voice spinning the words that became silken threads. Words that became instructions on how to tilt her head, relax her throat, and encouraging, tempting Janie to offer all she was to his pleasure.

Like a master puppeteer Count Vladimir Tepes gently, softly, pulled the strings of the strengthening bound between himself and the vivacious and adorably innocent creature. His eyes beheld the results of the little images that he so temptingly placed before her mind's eye. Those luscious pink lips so seductively "O"ed sliding lower and lower. He could feel her warm moist breath wash over him in a teasing caress. Still lower her head dipped her lips "O"ing wider to accommodate him until her little button nose was pressed to his groin his length buried in the moist heaven of her mouth and throat. His words of praise a gasped in a husky passion aroused whisper caressed Janie.

His fingers tightened in her hair, knotting in her thick tawny copper tresses. His breath coming in gasped little pants as his body gathered in on itself tightened. His lust broke the barrier of his will and his white hot scalding cum flooded into Janie's sweet virginal mouth and throat. It came without warning taking the little neophyte by surprise just as he wanted he held her there her little nose press to his groin her mouth and throat filled with his seed. Vladimir's hold was firm commanding but Janie could easily break that hold lift her head spit his offering out if that was her desire or the result of her fear at this sudden turn of events.


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Yuri watched Janie's seduction and rape and again that soul piercing howl filled the night. The pale chaste light of the Moon catching the solitary crystalline tear that trickled down the little gnome's cheek.
 
Janies fingers held tightly to him as her mouth tried everything it could to please him. He then showed her some images in her mind deep throating him so she went and tried.

She gagged, it was all new to her each time he sliped back out of her mouth she gasped for air some as he then slipped deeply back in. Her finger tips held to the base of his shaft as her lips meet her fingers.

After some time of pleasing him she glanced up as she was surprised of his reaction. She didnt await for him to cum deep in her throat making her gag some more thinking about what she should do, should she swallow or spit. He did taste sweet to the tongue different as she had ever thought it would be.

She tried to swallow each and ever drop thou a little trail pearled down her chin blushing she glanced up. Hearing this howl again that she didnt notice before really she wondered how many creatures were here in this castle.

His fingers tangled in her hair she didnt move, her eyes only watched his chest quickly move as his breathing was trying to calm. In his eyes there was a burning that still hadnt got cooled down thou what possibly could he do with her now.
 
Count Vladimir Tepes was pleased with his little dove his fingers ran gently through her tick tawny copper hair as the young innocent eagerly suckled and swallowed his offering. She had only shifted slightly and that to more easily accept his seed. Janie presented a most sensual and erotic picture as her sweetly "O”ed lips slipped from his shaft. The velvet head like a ripe berry resting there on the sensual bow of the girl's lips, the single glimmering strand of his cum linking them as Janie’s head pull back and away.

As she was letting his length slip from her lips she heard that strange howling once more and turned her head toward the sound, a small frown touching her lips,

"Should we go inside Count? Is it safe out here?"


" Yuri"


The little gnome's name had slipped unbidden from his lips. He caught the little frown touching her lips. Was that a question forming her eyes as they turned to his?

Yuri was suppose to set the game keepers out, to drive the wolves away Janie."

Vladimir paused his eyes dark his posture severe.

“I shall have to have a word with him later."

The Count took a deep steadying breathe.

"Yes perhaps we should go in my sweet dove."

Laughing he swept her up into his arms.

"Your room or the dinning room? It seems your clothing is a victim of my passions dear."

If Janie chose the dining room then she would have to appear naked as the day she was born before the twisted little gnome Yuri in all her youthful naked glory.
 
She smiled as he had picked her up her arms wraped around his neck. She laid her head on his shoulder as she whispered.

"I believe we should go to my room first so I can put somthing on..."

She smirked up to him, she then caressed herface softly against his neck her hot breath dancing over his neck.

"I dont wish to be nacked before anyone else but you Vladimir"

She added not knowing that was already not able to keep anymore since Yuri had already seen her fully nacked in each and every way possible.

Her breasts still moved up and down as her breathing tried to calm, her body shivered in his arms. The cloudless night let the moon light shine over her silky nacked body in his arms.
 
"I believe we should go to my room first so I can put something on..."

Vladimir laughed a deep hearty laugh as Janie clung to him like a shy little schoolgirl and whispered;

"I don’t wish to be naked before anyone else but you Vladimir"

Oh yes he had further plans for her, plans that she over time would become very much aware of and by the time this young innocent did her fate would be sealed. Even know her chances of escape where fading away.

The Count took his naive little concubine to her room so she could select a robe. He casually lounged on her bed as he watched her go through the closets. He smiled a she stood, turned her to face him.

"To hell with the robe Janie"

He threw her on to the bed and took her right then and there his passion savage demanding and dark as he enjoyed her sweet charms again. Only after he had taken her did he allow her to slip into a robe. He frown at her choice and simply said.

"Much to long it hides too much of you from me."

"Or did you want me flashing Yuri while we eat?"

Janie softly whispered her flawless cheeks kissed by a maidenly blush.


Vladimir's eyebrows knitted as a frown wrinkled his forehead and then a dark light came into his eyes. His hand reached out to Janie's waist, his fingers nimbly loosened the knot of the robe. He gave a sudden forceful pull that brought the belt from the robe and Janie into his arms. His lips crushed to hers in a hungering kiss his body pressed to hers. His knee slipping between her legs to nuzzle the velvet skin of the girl's inner thigh.


“A compromise then my sweet no belt and we will let your robe fall open and flow as it wills."

He claimed her mouth before she could answer him in a kiss that was dark deep and so very passionate. Slowly his lips slipped from Janie's his eyes held hers.

"Shall we go to dinner my dear?

Vladimir knew he was pushing Janie's comfort zone. It was one thing to be naked before your lover and quite another to be nearly naked before a mere servant. The count eyes held hers he knew the bounds that would bind this young beauty to him where strengthening but could she take this next step into his ever darkening world. A world so different from all she had known.
 
Janie couldnt believe how much passion he had in him and how much pleasure he could give her in one day.

Standing very close to him now in only her rob that even was shut in the front she felt ok here in the room with him and only his eyes could see what was showing but thinking about showing yuri her body she couldnt get over the thought.

"But...t...what about Yuri?"

she asked softly looking down slightly to her body as if saying she wasnt beautiful enough or thin enough like most girls would say.

Her hands tried to hold her rob closed so no one could see what was under it thou he had wished for it to stay the way it just fell.

She blushed not sure if she could do this thou when she thinks of the last two days how much her world had changed she had to try she wasnt this virgin little geek anymore, she thought to herself.

She looked then slowly back up to him as she noded softly as if saying ok ill try.

"If it is to much may I close the rob then?!"

she asked softly.
 
The Count watched a Janie's prim and proper sense of modesty excreted itself and she gather the silk of her robe to cover her modestly while offering her hand to him. Another little step into darkness hesitantly taken.

"If it is too much may I close the rob then?!"


The dinner was another glorious affair with cocktails before, wine with each course, the first was fish the second pheasant, and the third roast bore. Like the night before Yuri quietly kept Janie's wine goblet filled and Count Tepes rich warm voice caressed the girl's senses. After the third course was cleared away by the ever hovering Yuri. Vladimir leaned over and his lips brushed Janie's in a seductive little kiss. As that kiss lingered a single finger slid between the silk of her robe and her soft luxurious skin slowly the count eased back the silk till it barely covered her nipples, his lips parted from hers.

"Better much better my Dove."

His eyes caressed Janie's newly bared skin and he smiled at it perfection and he let her see the pleasure he took in her.


"Janie open your robe for me."
 
Janie kissed Vladimir back deeply as she felt his fingers slip between her rob and her skin making her shiver ever so lightly.

Her eyes had only time for Vladimir, while yuri was bussing around them doing his serving and what he had to do in all. She licked her lips after he broke the kiss somthing about his touch, kiss and eyes made her forget where what and when she was.

Hearing him tell her to open the rob she gasped slightly as her eyes then looked around to see where Yuri was there was somthing about yuri she feared more then Vladimir but she didnt know what yet.

"Do I have to Vladimir?!"

Leaning forward to him she whispered in his ear as if afraid to let Yuri hear what she ahd to say.
 
"Do I have to Vladimir?!"

Vladimir held his young concubine in his unblinking gaze he watched to see if this young beauty from across the sea would do as she had been commanded. The Count could see in those wide clear emerald eyes that Miss Janie Gladies knew that it was a command. For a moment her fingers trembled and her ears strained to hear the slightest noise, but slowly she did as he ordered and let her robe fall open.


"IS she not beautiful Yuri?"


The little gnomish servant had slipped back and was standing just to the side of Janie, just outside her perihelia vision a wine decanter in hand. The tip of his tongue moisten his parched lips.

" Yes master mademoiselle is quite beautiful and most desirable."

The little gnome leaned in and filled Janie's wine goblet the movement swift subtitle and designed to prevent her from immediately closing her robe form covering her naked perfection from the twisted little gnome's view. The Count saw Janie's blush go from crimson to the deepest scarlet. He saw her humiliation and perhaps just a hint of anger blossom.

"Janie it would please me for you to leave your robe open my dear Yuri is just a servant and of no account."


His eyes looked into the very depth of here bared soul the will to close her robe confronting the ties that now that bound them, the strings that held her to this dark Count and bent her to his will. The strings that he could pull and shame her if he wanted. There was a dark frightening richness to the Count's voice a richness that made visions of his passion, their coupling, and dance before her young mind's eye. He gathered the mystical strands of that bond that tied Janie to him.

"Open your robe my Dove so Yuri may see your perfection.!"

Very carefully Vladimir molded the vision in her mind the vision of her delicate fingers coming to her gathered robed formed. They seemed to part her robe slip it from her shoulders to pool around her waist where she sat. As long as his dark gazed held hers she was powerless. One more bite and his word would be her will. The Count watched to see if the third bite necessary. He wanted this spirited beauty to be caught in this limbo neither belonging fully to his dark world and yet unable to go back to her safe naive existence. Count Vladimir Tepes let Janie see the fangs that marked him for what he was and there was no doubt that the legends where more than fantasies of the peasants imagination and fears.


Vladimir savored Janie's hopeless little struggle . The way she so vainly tried to reclaim the innocent young girl who had sought shelter at the castle on the hill. Who had let herself be taken in this very room, who had willingly given herself to the Count in the castle gardens where anyone happening by would have seen her. Tepes could see Janie's ripe moist lips fight to form one simple word NO and yet she could not speak it. fight just to maintain control of her own fingertips. Fingers that were, insistently trying to slide the robe from her body. Tepes savored each little failure of this confused young beauty, who was ill prepared to resist him, who in fact had already given herself to him. How long she simply met that gaze she didn't know but at last her will, fogged by copious amounts of alcohol, gave way to his and she let the silk fall open, revealing the flesh of her supple young body to both the men in the room.

"Yuri clear the table then help Miss Gladies to the table for I hunger for a sweet desert."

Vladimir's gaze never left Janie's as the little gnomish man did as he was told. The table cleared he took Janie's hand and helped her rise from her seat. Her robe slipped from her body as she stood naked as the day she was born before both men. Yuri helped the mesmerized young beauty to the table. Assisted her as she reclined. Her Tawny Copper hair surrounding her angelic face like a firry halo. Her legs spread to offer her sweetest charms to the Count.

" It was curl to tease Yuri Miss Gladies."


There was a darkness in the Counts eyes that seemed to suck all the light from the room till just a small island remained illuminating Janie where she lay helpless.

" Miss Gladies Welcome Yuri into your arms my sweet Dove."

The little gnome moved hesitantly nearer his eyes darting form his Master to the hapless young beauty laid on the table as an offering to his darkest desires, held in the trawl of the dark Count and oldest of black magic.
 
Janie sat there in her silky rob as it laid around her wait in the chair,she didnt understand why she did it thou her mind said no and her body wanted to do somthing else, what was he doing to her she thought.

She had no longer control over her bodyreall as if only his voice and words could now control her body.

When Yuri helped her up she wanted to die for shame of standing now before two men fully nacked to their eyes. Yuri helped her on the table she sat there as she then heard him tell her to welcome Yuri in her arms.

Her mind screamed as her body slowly leaned forward to hug Yuri. Yuri stood there waiting for her to take him in her arms to press her nacked body against his.


Did he have a spell on her or how was he doing it that she did exactly what he wanted, she noticed thou that she still had a bit of herself to use as a weapon against the two men.

"Please...Vladimir"

She whimpered as one arm goes to hug Yuri and the other covered her breats so her hard nipples wouldnt caressand tease Yuri, since she knew thathe was the only one there threw the day since Vladimir slept and Yuri then was the Master of the house .
 
"Please...Vladimir"


By the dark powers she was magnificent. Her spirit, her will so strong and yet even as strong as they where Janie's will was no match for a creature that had, had centuries to perfect the art of seduction and much darker arts that she would discover as her captivity continued.

The desperate look in those clear innocent emerald eyes when Yuri came to her, arranged her on the table. The pure molten green fire of loathing and hatred as she could not seem to resist as the little gnome posed Janie's supple young body. The agony in those eyes as the puppeteer pulled the strings to make his precious little dove dance to the tune he piped.

Then defiance, the look in her eyes hardening, as she learned that fighting gained her nothing. Vladimir saw the little beads of sweat form on the girl's brow with her Herculean effort to remain still to defy his command.

"MY Dear Miss Gladies I take it your opinion of the existence of Vampires is changing."

His dark haunting eyes smiled down into the depths of her firry eyes their unblinking gaze caressed Janie's bared soul. His voice warping tighter around her will. The back of Vladimir's hand caressed her cheek in a mockingly tender gesture. His touch that he knew her treacherous body longed for. That malicious smile broadened as Janie's low growling filled her throat and her eyes sparkled with murderous fury.

" You have been bitten twice my sweet Dove."

He saw the disbelief in her eyes, her neck was flawless and yet.........Seeing her confusion he mockingly cooed.

"Why my dear the neck is not the only place where your life force pulses. In your arousal your sweet hooded guardian , pulses with not only your passion but your life force as well."

Vladimir watched as his words struck Janie like a slap across the face.

" I have left you a portion of your will, a kernel of the girl you where, and I have left you your soul dear girl..... One more bite and you will be a mindless slave for eternity your body my play toy or......................... well you know the legends...... I suggest you reconsider your decision."


Again his hand caressed her cheek, again that dark haunting voice that curled around her will and spirit echoed through her mind and being.

"Miss Gladies……..Welcome Yuri into your arms my sweet Dove."


Yuri watched as this stunning young creature silently defied the Master. He knew the great danger she was in. He had seen her seduction in the garden, how she had allowed herself to be chained, bound and taken. How in her naive innocence she had eagerly and hungrily suckled him in to her mouth. At each step this night he had howled out a soul wrenching warning warnings to Janie as she had pushed from her mind his warnings, warnings that had gone unheeded. The grotesque little man took a step forward his stubby little thumb wiped a tear from her cheek and he saw the hatred in her eyes for the Count and her disgust with him. He let his voice creep into a little corner of Janie's mind.

"That's what he wants you to do now, to force you to rebel so he can make you his puppet for eternity. Look into his eyes and know he will do as he say. Is your foolish pride worth an eternity of groveling at his knees as he plucks the strings and makes you dance like a beautiful little marionette Janie?"


His voice was soft and caressed her mind like a summers breeze, cool and refreshing, giving the tortured beauty a moments respite from the brutal assault on her mind and will that the Count waged so viciously and savagely against her.

I must go soon lest he feels me here in this little corner. Hurt him, hurt his pride. The last thing he wants is to see you draw this twisted form to you. Think How he would hate it. Strike at his vanity and live to fight another day Janie!'

Like a little mouse Yuri slipped from Janie’s mind unnoticed by his master.

The back of his hand wiping away her tears as his lips slowly lowered to hers in a gentle fleeting kiss.

That very act of kindness brought gales of laughter from the Count.

"See you twisted mistake of nature she cannot even look at you she rather be my slave for eternity Yuri."

Slowly like a wraft from some horror movie the Count began to float towards Janie her fate was close at hand her pride about to condemn her to a living hell for eternity if she did not welcome the twisted little gnome into her chaste young body.
 
Janie sat there on the edge of the slightly cold wooden table, her legs bent at her knees her feet dangling down. Her hands held the edge of the table as if to make sure she wouldnt fall off the table, thou her naked buttocks was on the wooden table which made it harder to slide off the table.

Janies eyes were locked to his as he talked to her her breathing picking up her fear making her body slowly start to shiver. He had bitten her twice, so she wasnt crazy or her mind just beautifully colored in fanatasy.

Afraid that she was just dreaming of the slight sweet pain of his bite or the taste of her own blood in her mouth when he had kissed her outside she told herself that this couldnt be true.

It was true he had really bitten her, and if he wouold bite her a third time she would be his forever and wouldnt never be able to think her actions over again. She almost gasped as she then heard Yuri in her mind thou he voice was so calm and sweet alot different then the counts voice when he enetered her mind.

She didnt let anything be noticed on her face, thou she was looking to the count she was listening to yuri.

When the count laughed at Yuri she jumped ever so slightly as if waking up from a trance, she looked at the count while he now slowly floated over to her as she then glanced over to yuri a tear welled up in her eyes not becuase she had to hug Yuri but now understanding what she had got herself into.

She had always thought that Yuri was the little beast that wished to take her every soul as it was and not the count. How wrong she was and almost to late to change what had happened and what might happen.

"Wait...!"

she said softly as she looked over to Yuri raising her arms slowly up bitting her lower lip some as she waved her hands to yuri showing him he wanted to welcome him in her arms.

She saw the surprise in the counts eyes and also the anger that she did what he said but the first thing he had said that he didnt want her to do and the surprise in Yuris eyes that she did want to live.

When yuri came close enough to wrap her arms around him she did, whispering so softly that almost Yuri couldnt understand.

"Thank you."

Her eyes glanced back over Yuris shoulder to the count, afraid he might still take her will or worse.
 
Vladimir could almost taste his victory her pride would deliver this gorgeous vivacious creature into his clutches for eternity. Never again would she feel the kiss of the sun on her face, never again see the brilliance of its light on freshly fallen snow, or the glory of a sun set. Soon so very soon that warm blessed light that humans crave to reassure them to chase the fears of the night away would be a curse to her it’s very touch death. Yes Victory was at hand.

The Count let out a scream of furious anger as Janie’s supple body seemed to uncoil her head lulled to the side her hands reaching for the twisted little gnome and she drew to her, pressing a tender kiss to the smaller mans lips. That scream echoed through the corridors of Janie's mind it malicious furry searing her soul. That dark sensual voice so rich so commanding wickedly cooed in her mind its strength heightened by her own fall from grace, for this tortured beauty could never deny that she had willingly given herself over to this fiend's power.

“You think a simple kiss will stay me you foolish girl oh no you must take this misshapen creature as your lover give him all that you have given me."

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Thank You

A tear rolled down Yuri's cheek as Janie slowly reached up and drew him down to her, her sweet moist lips parting hesitantly. He let her kiss him, his mind a hushed caress that soothed her tortured mind as the Count assaulted her with her own folly. IT was a tender kiss and yet a dark heat of an unspoken passion. The little gnome knew that such a beauty could never love one as twisted and ugly as he was. No it was the Count, Tepes with his wit and charm that would in the end win. Yuri savored the kiss as he waited for Janie to shove him away a rush to oblivion rather than take him as her lover.

The Counts furry broke over Janie like a raging gale and then the deceptive clam as she entered the eye of the storm. The sensually cooed challenge, the note that seem to say I have won my dear.

Yuri watched as again this hapless beauty turned her face to his. Still holding Yuri in her arms she tilted her head her lips just a breath away from his. The little gnome Lips closed the gap claiming her lips in a tender kiss. Yuri savored her kiss but seemed afraid to give himself fully to. It was if he feared to do so in front of his master. The Count seeing this and knowing Janie's nagging pious morals he released her from the thrall. He doubted that even this young beauty could seduce the little gnome into simply making love to her. The Count knew well the little man's darkest passions and Janie's naive innocence.
 
She almsot wanted to scream out as his voice growled threw her mind as if pinning her against a wall.

His anger made her fear what her future would behold for her when she didnt take Yuri as one of her lovers as she did Vladimir thou also if she did take him.

"Do I have to choose may I not just stay this way or even Leave this place..?!"

She asked him with fear in her voice her arms still around Yuri and her eyes stuck to his, her nacked body shivered in the arms of Yuri.

She felt the kindness Yuri was trying to give her mind and soul from the anger and fear Vladimir had planted in her mind, was he such a monster that he couldnt leave her to her own will and know she would still be at his side or was he so afraid that if she kept her own will that she might run off and never come back.

Her mind was full of questions and thoughts of how to get out of here, never had she thought that Vladimir is the one who she had to fear. Feeling bad now she had always thought that Yuri would have been the one who she would have to fear was he maybe also a creature of the night of some sort.

Her eyes were full of fear but she wasnt going to give herself into Vladimir or Yuri without a fight for herself. She may have come into this house as avirgin but now she was a full woman.
 
When her limbs were suddenly freed she was so startled that she let go of Yuri and just lay there for a moment. Looking up at Yuri her surprise was in her eyes as was a plea for help.

"Hush"

That little mouse with its soft almost silent voice crept back into the little corner of Janie's mind that was still hers alone. That part of her that had so far escaped Count Vladimir's dark essence.

" Listen Janie, he will not accept you merely laying there passive. He knows I can not just take you, and he knows that in the ways of seduction you are an innocent. He believes he was already won and your failure will condemn you."

A phantom image Yuri flashed before her mind's eye. He was still twisted, broken and yet there was a dark radiance to him one that was frighteningly beautiful that drew all light to itself. Then again the little mouse with its soft voice came to her and slowly whispered in her mind how to begin the arts of seduction.
 
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She didnt understand why Yuri just couldnt take her it would make things for her so much easier.

Her eyes ran back to Vladimirs face and then back to Yuri as hse started to get angery why couldnt she just decide herself what should happen without having to take another man inside of her.

She pushed Yuri softly away so she could stand up proudly as she gave Yuri a look as if saying I know this is stupid but I just cant give up and forget who and how I was before.

"Vladimir...Why?!"

She took a step closer to him thou the closer she got to him the more fear grew inside of her she knew that he could take her life in a heart beat even before she could have cried out for help. She also knew that she couldnt run from him even if she got away he would find her before she could find someone to help her.

Her mind trying to push Vladimir out of its space as of Yuri but more Vladimir then him knowing atleast up to now that he was trying to help her against his Master but she had also thought she could trust Vladimir.
 
"Vladimir...Why?!"

The count looked at the sweet little innocent. He savored the memory of taking her virginity, the garden and as she so willingly gave herself over to be bound to his will. He watched as the fear in her soft emerald eyes grew with each faltering step she took towards him.

“Because it amuses me Janie. It amuses me to see that twisted little freak of nature taking you, fucking ,you and using you. I would savor your humiliation like a fine wine.”

His voice was dark and sensually seductive as ever but no there was a cruel air of superiority to it. The superiority of the nobility that see those not of their class as nothing more than little play toys to amuse them.

“He cannot take you because of his very nature you would have to offer yourself to him Janie and I know you will not. I hope you enjoyed your day, the feel of the sun on your supple flesh, for your failure to take that hideous creature as your lover means that all that you were shall be swept away, all those that you loved not even a memory my dear and I shall enjoy your gorgeous supple young body for eternity little fool.
 
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