0 comments/ 24752 views/ 1 favorites Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 1 By: velocette65 Jason met Nadia in the picturesque ruined quarter of New York. He had decided to dine alone that evening after checking his bank statements to see if his wife was still bleeding him dry. She was. His tax evasion activities had seemed cunning at first, but it meant him taking her in to his confidence. Now she was using his secret to spend his money at will. Meeting Nadia was a chance encounter during a hailstorm, when he ducked past the Uzi equipped doormen in to his favourite restaurant. He was determined to avoid the radioactive fall out that kind of weather had brought with it since the war. In all honesty he was surprised to see such a beautiful woman alone in a restaurant, especially one as popular as The Sicilian. Jason was literally mesmerised by her, as soon as he walked through the door, and when Angelo took his coat and asked if he would be dining alone, Jason said that he hoped not. He walked over to her table, and simply asked if he could join her. His recent discovery that his wife had been unfaithful to him with another woman had not soured his desire to be in female company. Especially with one as beautiful as Nadia. The Sicilian was a delightful monument to the nineteen thirties, and it had hardly changed in its seventy-five years of existence, and even a minor thermo-nuclear explosion hadn't diminished its glory. It was completely art deco throughout, and somehow Nadia looked as though she belonged there. Her thick black hair was bobbed, and curled sharply around her pale face, accentuating her deep red lips and her dark, almost ebony, eyes. Her black velvet, sharply tailored, dress with its long tight skirt, and angular padded shoulders made her appear as though she had walked straight form a Lempika painting. She was stunning. Outside the hail had stopped, and the streets filled once again with the hum of electric cars, skirting the fallen masonry of the nearby brownstones, shuffling pedestrians swathed in layers of clothing, and the noise of police sirens. They talked as they ate, and she told him of her life before the war. How she had lived a care free existence in the dark forests of central Europe, until the chemicals of war had stripped the trees of their leaves, poisoned the ground and left only gnarled stumps stretching their arthritic fingers in to the grey sky. "How long were you there?" he asked. "It seemed like eternity," she said wistfully, as if looking through him. He followed her out in to the darkness, where the crowds seem to part for her as she strode through the incessant drizzle. He tapped his pocket to make sure he had remembered to bring his ceramic pistol, then chased after her, as the citizens closed around her like a wake. Her long slender legs took confident strides, managing to avoid the detritus the streets had accrued during the space of the working day. After several breathless minutes they turned in to a hell mouth of an alley, a hole left by a toppled building, and climbed effortlessly up a rusty fire escape in to a converted warehouse. The accretion of heater ducts, air conditioning and filter units obscured its original purpose, but the loss of accommodation after the blasts had pressed in to service even the most unsuitable structures. He followed her in to a goods lift which shook its way up a further three floors and vomited them out on to a landing lit only by the neon sign on the building beyond a small window. "If you come in," she warned him. "You will not leave as the same man who entered." He ignored her. He was already erect, and the smell of her damp flesh filled his nostrils like an aphrodisiac perfume. She reached down and unbuttoned his trousers, pulling them down, along with his shorts, to release his large fleshy tool. She grasped it gently, then squeezed, enlarging its bulbous tip further. "I want this cock inside me," she whispered, her sweet warm breath touching his face like a ghost. "I want it in every hole," she continued licking his cheek with her spear of a tongue. "I want to choke on your cum." He grabbed her, and shoved her against the exposed brick of the wall, lifting her from the ground with a hand behind each of her knees. He spread her legs, and forced his lips against hers. She was naked beneath her dress, dripping moisture and eager for the first insertion of his tool. She was tight, and squirmed around, until the uneasy length of flesh had buried itself in her folds. He straightened his back up, and she used his shoulders as a lever to rise, and then slide down, taking his member to the hilt. He was lost in the carnal excitement, as he ploughed his tool in to every willing orifice of Nadia's gracefully feline body. Initially he did not feel her needle like incisors prick the skin of his neck, or notice the steady loss of blood. Not until the disease of vampirism that Nadia had spread for nearly three centuries years had entered his body and he was almost lost to the living world and fell unconscious. An hour later the mists of sleep rose from him. He sensed that he was now in the apartment, and he was lying on a bed. It seemed to be in the middle of the room. He tired to sit up, but he was weak and could barely move. He fell back and looked up at the white tiles of an industrial suspended ceiling. Then Nadia's face hovered above him, with a trickle of his blood still adorning her chin, and other flecks of crimson spattering her voluptuous breasts and gently curving belly "You're a vampire," he croaked, his throat parched by his loss of blood. "I'd heard rumours…. The radiation…. had caused mutations." She giggled, and climbed astride him, rubbing her clitoris against his deflated penis. "I'm no mutant," she grinned. "I'm the un-dead, I've been un-dead for nearly three hundred years." "Why me?" he gasped. "What did I do…to…deserve this."? "Well," she laughed sliding back and tossing her hair from her face. "I love blood, and I love a big cock. Both together they are a rare treat. If I didn't worship Satan I'd think Christmas had come early this year!" "I don't want to die," pleaded Jason. "You aren't going to, my sweet little toy!" she exclaimed. "I need a protector, a companion. Some familiar who will obey me, but isn't allergic to the sun. Some one who will bring me my dinner now and then. Someone who will polish my casket" "What do…I …get?" She looked at him surprised by his audacity, but she decided she liked that. "All the blood you can drink, and all the pussy you can eat? Then eventually, when we are ready to part company I'll finish the job. Then you'll have immortality and in relative terms invulnerability." "Sounds…. like a. …good deal," he choked "I'll take that as a yes then shall I?" she quipped, as she slipped down his belly, and Jason watched as his cock disappeared in to her crimson mouth. "My wife Fiona." He groaned as her cool tongue circled his bulging tip. "She could be a problem. She's a nosey, devious, manipulating bi-sexual." Nadia licked her lips "Sounds like woman after my own heart. We'll deal with her don't you worry." Responding to Nadia's suggestion Jason organised a dinner party at his Manhattan apartment, part of a converted office building that had withstood the blast, a building of pleasingly large proportions. Jason invited Nadia under the pretext that she was a business contact from a radiation filter company that he had an account with. The two women became friends immediately, and Nadia used her powers to seduce Fiona. Nadia noticed that she didn't have to try too hard; she had barely emanated a hypnotic pheromone, before Fiona had swept her in to the study and kissed her full on her mouth. The following evening Fiona confessed her latest saphic indiscretion, as she played with Jason's cock between her small firm breasts. She lovingly described how Nadia had licked her into an orgasmic frenzy, and looked penitent when Jason feigned disapproval. In reality, it turned him on so much; he pushed his wife on to her back, and grabbed her small firm bottom as he did so, forcing a finger in to her tight anus. She squealed as he did so, and tried to escape his grasp. She loved a painful fucking, she may have been a mental sadist, but Jason knew only too well that when it came to violent sex, his wife could endure a great deal of punishment quite happily. He held her thighs tightly, leaving fingertip bruises on her delicate flesh. Then he laughed aloud as he forced his cock between her dry pink lips, abrading her pussy flesh. She begged for him to stop, but he ignored her pleas and took great pleasure in squirting his cum where only a few hours before Nadia's tongue had worked away. It was then that Jason noticed two tiny holes at the edge of his wife's labia, where Nadia's needle like teeth had drained a little blood. It became a regular thing for them to be together after dark, to enjoy the pleasures that only two women can give each other. From the stories Fiona told him afterwards, their enjoyment strayed beyond normal, and into the painful sadistic delights that Nadia excelled in. Her body was often covered in bite marks, and the blushing wields of a crop or a whip. Jason could see in her eyes that Nadia's seduction of her mind was almost as complete as that of her body. Strangely it was Fiona, who sealed her own fate, because it was she who asked Nadia if she would consider an evening of fun, and pleasure, with Jason being present. Nadia pretended she wasn't too sure about the idea, but Fiona reassured her So it was agreed that we would meet for dinner, get acquainted, and see where things led from there. Jason called Nadia and told her to take care that she didn't let it become obvious they had entwined before, because even in her semi-hypnotic state, Fiona was still an intelligent and observant woman. The three of them met at The Sicilian and spent the better part of two hours talking and supposedly getting to know one another better, and they returned to the apartment around midnight. The two women got comfortable on the large bed; Jason remained dressed and casually watched the news on the wide screen plasma television. As usual shots of the ruined megalopolis dominated the screen, as gang wars, indiscriminate shootings and other forms of sudden death flashed before his eyes. He'd picked an excellent time to become a vampire. He could easily hide the bodies of Nadia's victims amongst the shattered; radiation scared remains of the city. The women soon started kissing and fondling one other. Needless to say his blood pressure began rising quite rapidly. They were kissing each other very deeply, and were taking turns lying on top of each other, sliding their tongues and fingers across their taut flesh. Fiona was eager and began to caress the vampire's pussy with her fingers. She gently spread Nadia's curvaceous thighs, and began to lick her as Jason's cock was swelling in his trousers. Fiona then slowly inserted a slender finger in to Nadia's now wet vagina, and began finger fuck her while at the same time licking feverishly at her swollen clitoris. Nadia was incredibly aroused, and it wasn't long before she was on the verge of an orgasm. Fiona inserted another finger, and another until most of her hand was working away at Nadia's shimmering pink flesh. Jason watched Nadia's face as his wife's hand eased its way in to his lover's gaping slit. Fiona licked away enthusiastically, taking Nadia's clit between her teeth and sadistically twisting and chewing it until it was red raw. Nadia could not contain herself and exploded in orgasmic ecstasy, showering Fiona's slim face with several spatters of thick wet juice. Jason wasn't expecting this, and he nearly lost control when it happened, pinching on the base of his cock to prevent an explosion of cum. Then it was Nadia's turn to eat Fiona, something she obviously enjoyed. After sucking on Fiona's small breasts for a while, she slowly moved down into position, and buried her face in Fiona's slit and it wasn't very long before Fiona was moaning and thrusting her pelvis up to meet Nadia's probing tongue. Watching the two of them on that bed, Fiona coming loudly, and Nadia gulping down all that pussy juice she could get past her lips, was an intensely erotic sight and Jason was now completely naked. Fiona had regained her composure for a moment and she invited him over to the bed. Once Jason was lying down, she began to caress and kiss his stiff member. She was on her knees between his legs and Nadia was behind her, stroking and kissing the cleft of her bottom. What a sight for him to see, his cock sliding in and out of Fiona's mouth, while Nadia was licking and kissing her lovely body. The feeling was heavenly. Fiona began to massage his balls as she allowed his cock to go deeper and deeper into her throat, and a few drops of cum had begun to ooze out onto her tongue. Jason began massaging Nadia's much larger breasts, and then she leaned forward and began kissing him passionately, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. Jason had his hand between her legs and was rubbing her sopping wet pussy very hard, stretching her to a point where a normal woman would be in pain. Jason slid his index finger inside her and was rubbing her bud hard clit with his thumb. At this point she gave him one last deep, hot kiss and then moved to position her pussy right over his face. Jason raised his head slightly and felt a few drops of her juice squirt on to his forehead. Then he plunged his face and mouth right into her beautiful, juicy cunt. His tongue was flitting back and forth, from probing the deep interior of her pussy to licking her engorged nub of pleasure. She was gently rocking her hips back and forth to get the full effect of his feasting mouth, and Jason could feel her shivering as the tension began to build in her. Fiona was watching fascinated, as Jason munched on Nadia's quim, while she was devouring his brimming cock. It was wonderful, his face buried in that gorgeous pussy and his cock thrusting deep into Fiona's mouth. And then it happened, Nadia started to come. She was fucking his face like a vampire possessed, and his tongue was grinding on her throbbing slit flesh. As the orgasm began to take control of her body, and her pelvic muscles began to spasm, the flood started. Jason felt the warmth flowing over his face, and chest. Then his cock began its own dance of ecstasy. Every muscle in his body tensed, and his back arched as his cock exploded in Fiona's mouth, filling her to overflowing. Nadia collapsed from the strain of her own orgasm and Fiona opened Nadia's legs to let his spunk dribble from her lips into Nadia's puckered slit. The next morning when he awoke Nadia had gone, but he noticed yet another small wound on his wife, this time just below her right breast. He showered and dressed then left the building. On the street he hailed a cab. It was a Hummer, painted yellow with the familiar chequer board markings on the side. It was probably the only vehicle that was both powerful enough and safe to find its way around the city streets. He hauled himself in to the vehicle and instructed the driver to take him to Nadia's building. He made his way furtively inside, checking carefully to see if he had been followed. Inside the apartment smelled damp. It was somehow more decrepit in the cracked daylight, its silver grey beams percolating through the scratches on the painted out windows and roughly nailed on boards. He decided it lacked the passionate mystery of having the beautiful Nadia at large within it. He opened his briefcase and took out two bags of blood he had purchased from a medical bootlegger and left them in the refrigerator. Nadia, he had decided, deserved a drink for her performance the previous night. It was then he noticed a note addressed to him on the table, written in an almost archaic script with real ink. He picked it up and marvelled at the pen strokes. It was practically a paperless world and a handwritten letter was something he'd not seen in years, especially one on parchment made of human skin. 'Jason. Both Fiona and yourself were excellent companions last night. It seems a shame to dispose of such a sexually charged and voracious woman, but I am sure you will be glad to see the back of her for your own reasons. Perhaps we could finish her tonight. Bring her to me and I promise I will dispose of her in a most agonising way. But not before I have had her again. Nadia.' It wasn't long after their arrival that evening before the two women began playing again. First it was touching, kissing and tickling, and slowly the focus changed to more deliberate action. Watching this exhibition of female sexual abandon had him hard as a rock again. By this time Nadia was lying on top of Fiona and they were in perfect alignment, face-to-face, breast-to-breast and pussy-to-pussy. Jason was in a semi-reclining position with his back against the headboard right next to the two very different, but gorgeous, naked writhing female bodies. His hips were about level with their shoulders and Jason was watching intently as they explored each other's mouths with their tongues and slowly rubbed their juicy pussies together. Nadia looked over at him and saw his erect cock. She reached over and took it in her hand and began to stroke it gently. She then shifted her upper body towards him and began to lick the swollen head. She told him it tasted delicious, and then took his member all the way into her mouth as she lightly sucked. There was a slow shifting of bodies as Fiona and Nadia untangled from each other and Nadia moved to position herself to concentrate on some frantic cock sucking. She spent several glorious minutes sliding his cock, literally, all the way down her throat. A trick only a female vampire could do. Then she sat up straight and demanded that Jason fuck her. In a matter of seconds she was on her back and Jason was positioned on top of her, ready for penetration. Fiona said she wanted to help, and grasping his cock in her hand, she guided it gently but firmly into Nadia's waiting pussy. Nadia wrapped her legs around his waist as Jason began thrusting deep into her wet quim. While Jason was driving his cock in and out, Fiona had positioned herself in such a way that she was in position to slide a finger into Nadia's sphincter. Jason was unaware of this going on but Nadia responded to it like a wild woman. Her hips were thrusting up to meet hiscock as Jason drove it deep inside her and Fiona was eagerly finger fucking her bottom. As Nadia started coming Jason was unable to hold back any longer and he filled her pulsating vagina with a tremendous load. The waves of pleasure flowed over his entire body and his ears were filled with the screams of Nadia's orgasm. Once they had regained enough energy to be able to talk, Nadia said she wanted more anal stimulation. Nadia's plan was for Jason to enter her from behind, her on her knees with her bottom in the air. While Jason was fucking her she wanted to eat Fiona's pussy again. She and Fiona got into position and Jason just watched for a while as Nadia licked and sucked on Fiona's extended clitoris. Then Jason moved up behind her and slowly, gently, penetrated her, going deeper each time, until his entire length was buried deep inside. As his cock slid in and out of her bottom she began licking Fiona's pussy faster and faster. With the assistance of Nadia's talented tongue she was the first to go over the edge and began moaning with orgasmic delight. This excited him greatly and Jason began thrusting into Nadia's anus rather wildly as he watched and listened to Fiona's screams of pleasure. The double action of Fiona creaming all over her face and Jason pile driving her sphincter sent Nadia into a wild orgasmic frenzy and biting hard on Fiona's tender quim. Fiona's screams filled the apartment as blood sprayed on to Nadia's face from her shredded pussy flesh. Nadia bit down again as Jason exploded into her, filling her hole with cum. Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 1 Fiona was suddenly silent, seemingly in ecstasy as Nadia could be heard gulping down her bloodquite audibly. Jason's cock slid out of her puckering rosebud, and a wad of his cum gushed out, and flowed down the backs of her thighs. Fiona was in a state of frozen terror, groaning as Nadia sucked the blood from her quim. Then the vampire stopped and wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, and surveyed her handy work. Fiona sobbed. Nadia laughed, a maniacal laugh, and then launched herself at Fiona's throat like a rabid animal. She was tearing, frenziedly in to the milk white skin, and revelling in the fountains of blood that sprayed the walls and windows, allowing some of it to bath her erect nipples, and trickle down on to her belly. Then she drank deep, gulping down pint after pint of red nectar; chewing and swallowing the torn skin like an exotic delicacy. Fiona gave a last gasp and died. "Now its your turn!" she growled. She noticed Jason was erect, and Nadia climbed on to his organ, as she nuzzled his throat. Then she straightened up, and drew a sharp fingernail across one of her nipples. A thin line of blood appeared. Then she pushed the bloody teat in to his mouth. "Drink of me," she whispered. "Become part of me." As her sour metallic blood flowed in to his mouth Jason felt her pussy rise and fall along the length of my cock. Then darkness. It was the following evening when Jason awoke in dark next to one of Nadia's beautifully decorated caskets. He suddenly realised that he was still partly alive, as Nadia had promised, but he also felt the strong vampire element surging through his body. Jason opened the coffin, but it was empty. Then a key turned in the lock and the bedroom door opened. Nadia stood before him From out of the darkness behind the vampire, emerged Fiona. Her naked body was no longer torn to pieces; her throat was no longer a gaping wound. Instead she merely smiled; displaying her newly acquired dentition. She was fully under Nadia's spell. "Its okay," said Nadia. "I couldn't just leave her dead like that, and besides I need to test your loyalty. I bled in to her and turned her too." She indicated for Fiona to lie down on the bed, and then handed Jason a stake fashioned from a chair leg. "Kill her," Nadia demanded, "Show your loyalty to me!" With a rapid sweeping movement, Jason's arm arced and then fell, ruthlessly plunging the stake in to Fiona's heart. Fiona's body atomised as the wood bit home, sending a cloud of charred dust violently in to the air with a small explosion. He looked up at Nadia through the settling dust. She simply smiled. "You know I'm a little tired of all this post holocaust chic. I think I'd like to move to a more stylish place." "How about an apartment in Manhattan?" "Ideal," she whispered licking her lips. "Now Fiona won't be spending my money any more, I could even get you one of your own." "No," she said reaching down and gripping his cock. "Sharing has its advantages." To Be Continued... Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 2 Jason had been overseas on business for weeks and Nadia was alone in the Manhattan apartment he owned. She had come to rely upon Jason to bring her food instead of hunting it down herself and she had started to think she had begun to rely on him too much. It was already late afternoon and the sun had disappeared behind the horizon of shattered tower blocks. Outside the temperature had soared and the denizens of the ruined city were overheating. Nadia climbed out of her coffin and strolled naked in to the kitchen. Inside the monolithic refrigerator was an ample supply of human blood for her to drink in his absence. Nadia wasn't looking forward to what was essentially the un-dead equivalent of a TV dinner, so instead of drinking from one of the pouches, she cut the plastic open with a knife and let the cooling contents spill all over her bare body. She loved the effect blood had upon her flesh. It made her very relaxed and with Jason being absent, very horny. As she lay down on the cool tiled floor she started to rub the blood in to her milk white skin. It was her desire to bath in human blood that had first brought the nocturnal Countess Ruko to her three centuries ago, and it was the Countess who had eventually imbued her with the gift of immortality. At first blood had no effect on her mortal body, and it was quickly apparent that the blood of virgins did not stop the aging process as the legends of her homeland once told. But now in her vampiric state, whenever she applied the blood to her flesh it seemed to absorb it like a lotion. She bathed her arms, then her stomach, rubbing it deep into her flesh. She proceeded to apply the crimson balm up across her ribs until it reached her full and luscious breasts. Then she proceeded to rub the blood onto her legs, rubbing with both hands. As she reached the tops of her inner thighs, she was starting to get very aroused, writhing like a crimson snake upon the floor. She started to rub her clitoris in a circular motion through the thick red liquid and then slipped her index finger into her pussy. At the same time with my other hand she was fondling and squeezing her own breasts. She was going mad imagining it was Jason's hands fondling her. Her climax came quickly, but it was all over too soon and she sighed. There was no substitute for a big and willing cock, just as there was no substitute for body fresh blood. Suddenly Nadia had an idea. Hernandez and Merryweather stumbled out of the standard issue Ford Enforcer on to the broken asphalt of the dock road. Ahead of them in the dusk a SOC unit was busy setting up a cover over the latest body. "You know," said Hernandez. "People get killed all the time down here, hundreds of them. These days we just register it and move on. What's so special with this one Mez?" Meryweather looked at her over his spectacles. "The pattern. It's the pattern that is special. This area is mutant territory. They kill each other all the time. Like the old gangs they use lots of noise and bravado, but essentially they lack subtlety. Guns, knives, garrottes and even explosives are favoured. But exsanguinations and beheading are cult, or even occult practices." "Ex what?" "Exsanguinations Hernandez." He explained to her. "The draining of human blood" She gave him that affronted look he liked so much. He'd tried not to find her attractive but he hadn't managed it. Since the day she introduced herself to him, still in her street uniform, he had fought hard not to let himself wonder what it would be like. Her breasts had been quite visible as he caught himself peering down her shirt as he stood up to greet her. They were perfect olive skinned orbs, straining against the dark blue cotton, and her thick black hair had glistened in harmony with her sweat soaked skin. Even now in the familiar black suite of a detective she looked almost edible. "Why didn't you just say you stuffy limey," she scolded with a smile. "Polysyllables don't impress me college boy." He laughed and ducked under the tape. Below the canopy there were some lights already in place. The harsh artificial beams beat down on the body. It was obviously the remains of a young man, naked save for a piece of sacking that had been used to transport him there in a clandestine manner. As he had expected there was no head, just a stump of a neck that had been cauterised. Hernandez watched him study the scene. She still felt squeamish around corpses despite seeing dozens of them every week. She had found herself a little distracted lately. Despite Merryweather's senior rank she had realised he was in his early thirties, only a few years her senior and despite his slightly bookish manner he was a good-looking man with a nice tight butt. The previous evening, in the bathroom of her small apartment, she had been bringing herself off with the showerhead. She had pressed the smooth plastic phallus between her legs and turned on the faucet until it was very warm and she could sense the vibrations of the water running unevenly through the hose. The tiny jolts combined with the overall tension of the day had made her lips pucker and swell quite quickly. To her amazement she suddenly pictured him as she climaxed. She was shocked to find herself imagining him pushing his cock inside her, and forcing her down on to her bed. Suddenly there was the crackle of automatic gunfire followed by an explosion. The detectives threw themselves to the floor. Merryweather reached over and dragged the sacking from the corpse and rolled it up. Stowing it under his arm he made a break for the Enforcer closely followed by Hernandez. It wasn't long before the taxi had delivered her to the hotel. On the way she had heard the sound of gunfire, and towards the river several of the already wrecked buildings blazed out of control. The cab radio was tuned in to one of the news bands and she could hear the reporter's doom-laden tones describing the carnage. A gang of mutants had started the blaze and had opened up on the emergency services with automatic weapons when they arrived at the scene. Nadia sighed at the thought of all that blood going to waste. Mutants had no style. She passed the heavily armed doormen and drifted through the lobby in a black velvet hooded cape. She obtained her key from the desk without her face being seen and she paid with cash she had taken from Jason's over flowing safe. In her suite she undressed and put on a bathrobe. For a few moments she admired the splendid antique classical décor, and she wondered how it had found its way in to such a modern, almost soulless building. She then rang a number from the large leather bound directory on the bedside table. An hour later she opened the door, and there stood Lana and Mandy, mobile beauticians. They both had fantastic bodies. Lana was a blonde, about five foot ten with a plump, curvy figure, and a very heavy pair of breasts. Mandy was five foot eight, a brunette with a slim body. Her breasts were small but firm. "I'm sorry to call you out so late," Nadia said apologetically. " I have been asleep all day. Last night was a late night." "That's okay, Miss." Said Lana," We have nothing planned so we don't mind working this evening." Hernandez leaned back on her chair, folding her arms behind her head. Merryweather looked at her, stealing a surreptitious glance at her nipples in clear relief beneath her blouse. "So what's with the sack Mez?" He unfolded it and pointed at one corner. "I recognise this," he said pointing at a small patch of red and blue ink. "It's a waste disposal company logo. Darius Drainage." "Jesus Mez, do you have no life?" Merryweather tilted back, feeling his nipple inspired erection push against the underside of the desk. "I recognise it because I use them. They specialise in grinder and macerator waste. Since it became illegal to dump kitchen food waste in the drains a lot of people have switched over to trash capsules." "I just collect all my shit up and put it in the dumpster," said Hernandez looking at her very own paper mountain piled up in her in tray. "DD leaves you a reel of sacks and takes the full ones away every week. Each sack has a code number because they charge you by the bag. The guys read the bar code with a scanner and it charges your account straight away. Several of our bodies had sacking wrapped around them and it is similar to this." "So each bag can be traced to a specific address!" shouted Hernandez excitedly. "Yes. Put simply it does. If you have the barcode." "Do we?" "Most of it." Nadia watched them walk into the lounge room. Lana had on a pair of shorts that just covered her nice round bottom and a clinging t-shirt. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, it was visible from beneath her thin top, but her nipples still stuck out. She was really showing off her body as beauty therapists tend to do and Nadia's planned to make full use of both their bodies before she ate. Mandy also had on very similar brief shorts and a cardigan with short sleeves. Anyone looking carefully enough could plainly see her pert breasts from the side. Nadia felt quite strange, and realised that it had been so long since Jason had fucked her, that these two girls were really turning her on as fun rather than food. They sat down at the table and the girls worked their magic on Nadia's three hundred year old face. It only looked thirty. She particularly enjoyed it when Lana slipped open the robe to wax her bikini line very thoroughly. Nadia was sure she could see the little trickle of juice sneaking out of her own quim. At one point she was convinced that Lana had deliberately stroked her pussy without any hypnotic encouragement. When they had finished, even with the air conditioners working hard, it was hot and Nadia suggested to the girls that they might wish to join her in the Jacuzzi to cool off. "We'd love to," said Mandy, clearly sinking beneath Nadia's spell " But we didn't bring any bathers". "Don't worry," Nadia smiled, dropping the robe. "We're all women. We can bath naked." She proceeded to walk out to the huge bathroom, allowing the girls to get a good look at her slinky naked body. Lana and Mandy followed her. They proceeded to take off their clothes. Mandy climbed in to the tub first, followed by Lana. Then Nadia lowered herself in to the cool bubbling water between the two of them. "This is fun," exclaimed Lana. "Yes it is nice," Mandy agreed. Nadia reached out below the waterline and let her fingers caress the two young women's thighs. Neither of them responded in a negative way, if anything they were both unusually amenable to Nadia's activities without hardly any mystical influence. Nadia then felt Lana's hand on hers and felt her fingers being guided between the young woman's labia. Lana purred. "Me too," whispered Mandy through cherry red lips, guiding the older woman's hand to her pussy. "We usually do each other when we can't find decent cock, but this is cool. Weird but cool!" Nadia obliged, slipping her fingers deeper in to them both, filling her nostrils with their scent, intensified by their sexual activity. She longed for both their blood and their juice. Mandy tilted her head sideways and started to kiss Nadia on the lips, whilst Lana gently caressed Nadia's swelling nipples. Then the vampire felt each girl responding to her with a hand. Before she new it two very well manicured and vigorous fingers were in her pussy, pulling it open from each side. "A three-way finger fuck!" giggled Mandy. "Its awesome." Nadia had to agree, as more and more of their fingers wriggled their way in to her pussy and she stroked harder on theirs. It was Lana that came first, juddering to a climax as Nadia forced a third finger in to her slit and ground down hard on her clitoris with her thumb. Mandy followed quickly, but neither of the girls gave up their own assault on Nadia who managed to sustain another couple of minutes of delightful fingering before she surrendered to the final delight. " I'm going out on to the balcony to lie on a towel." Suggested Nadia. "I love the warm night air on my body. Would you like to join me? Were very high up and no one will see." They both nodded and climbed out of the water. The silver streams running off their irresistible curves. Lana and Mandy towelled themselves off and walked out on to the massive balcony. Nadia lay face down on one of the recliners. The smell of the burning city blocks reminded her of the wars of her childhood and the charred bodies of executed peasants that littered the cart tracks around her fortified home. "Could one of you girls rub some lotion into my body?" Lana came over and said that she would. She rubbed moisturiser into her hands and then proceeded to massage the lotion on to Nadia's back and down her arms. She then squirted more lotion into her hands and began to rub it onto the bottom of her legs, moving up to her behind. Her sensuous hands were driving Nadia crazy. She slowly parted her legs, so Lana could get inside. Her hands started to rub on the inside of her thighs. Then she felt one of Lana's fingers brush against her clitoris momentarily. Lana then rubbed Nadia's bottom, her strong fingers probing her cleft, and one of them dipping gently into her sphincter. Only an inch or two, but enough to make Nadia stiffen with the surprise. " Oops," she giggled. "Sorry about that." "Don't stop!" hissed Nadia. Lana hooked her finger, stretching the inside of Nadia's chute, then bending down to lick around her rim. Nadia felt the young beauticians finger probe deeper and then twist. She could sense Lana's knuckles grinding against the soft flesh of her buttocks as she rotated her hand from side to side. Nadia reached back and pulled her own ass cheeks wide apart so Lana could concentrate on fingering her enthusiastically. Nadia made primeval noises as the orgasm slowly rose up inside her and Lana bit her lip in concentration. "God I'm cumming!" exclaimed Nadia, with her pussy wet with desire and her butt hole full of probing finger. "There. All done!" said Lana as Nadia's climax subsided. "Mandy, would you like some lotion too?" "Okay," said Mandy. Lana went over to her and started to massage the lotion into Mandy's body. As Nadia lay on the chair, she could see the girls out of the corner of her eye. Lana's hands were rubbing Mandy's inner thighs and tight little bum. "Well, who's going to do me?" exclaimed Lana. Nadia jumped at the chance. "Which side are you going to lie down on?" "On my back," said Lana mischievously as she draped herself on the chair. Nadia applied lotion to her hands and begun by rubbing it into Lana's wrists and arms. She then squirted some lotion onto her belly and breasts. It looked like generous spatters of Jason's cum. Nadia imagined him ejaculating on to her face, as a little the liquid fell short and on to her breasts "That tickles!" laughed Lana. She then proceeded up to her chest and gently massaged the lotion into her luscious, full breasts. Nadia's fingers circled her nipples. There was a smile on Lana's face. She seemed to be enjoying it. Nadia then proceeded to add lotion to her legs, slowly rubbing her inner thighs; 'accidentally' brushing her neatly trimmed pussy at every stroke. "Well, we are all moist," Nadia, grinned, finding it hard to prevent her slowly emerging vicious teeth from protruding. Mandy smiled and glanced at Lana "Lie back Miss. Lets see just how moist you are?" Lana knelt behind Nadia, and Nadia rested her head on her knees. Mandy eased Nadia's legs apart and rested her oily hand against her pussy lips. She eased them apart, gently probing them with her index finger, running it up and down Nadia's now very wanton slit. Nadia felt one finger probing her pussy tunnel, then a second, then a third worming their way in. Gently Mandy slid her hand back and forth. "This isn't normally part of the therapy," whispered Lana looking down at Nadia and stroked her forehead. Mandy bent her head down and started to tease Nadia's clitoris with her lips, at the same time continuing to finger fuck her. After a while Nadia could feel her quim relaxing, then contracting as a fourth finger made its way in to join its companions. Mandy wasn't really stretching her. Over the years Nadia's pussy had been subject to many instruments of pleasure and torture. Vampires healed quickly and always seemed to return to the form at the moment of their changing. Mandy's hand was so slender Nadia was convinced she could easily manage her whole fist. Nadia then realised that this was what Mandy intended. Lana watched, fascinated and envious that her tight little slot could barely take three fingers with comfort. Nadia couldn't have rung a better number if she had ordered whores. Suddenly she could feel Mandy's palm pushing in to her, then her thumb knuckle. It was marvellous, Nadia's pussy rippled with orgasmic delight. She slipped herself forward until her pelvic thrusts inched further along Mandy's hand. Mandy was very happy too, her free hand rubbing her own clitoris very hard. Nadia felt a major climax wash over her as the last of her the beauticians hand had all but disappeared and she sat up to watch her own cum trickle out on to Mandy's wrist. Mandy laughed, pushing her forearm back and forth with speed, enhancing each orgasmic wave of pleasure streaming out of Nadia. It was at least five minutes later when Mandy started extracting her sopping fingers from the vampire's well-reamed tunnel. Nadia had cum enough, now she was really hungry and leaned forward as though to kiss Mandy's neck and instead bit deeply in to her. Mandy panicked and started to scream. Nadia clamped one vice like hand across her mouth and continued to suck loudly. Lana sprawled forward to divide the two women, but without even breaking of from her feed, Nadia's fist connected with Lana's nose sending her tumbling backward unconscious. Mandy whimpered as her life's blood drained away. No matter how she tried to struggle she simply couldn't move. The last thing she saw before passing out was Nadia's face, which was more like the muzzle of a wild animal stained with blood. Lana lay on the floor stunned, with her nose bleeding badly. She tried to raise herself up, but another blow from Nadia made her slump to her knees and fall forward against a chair. "Well!" said Merryweather in a satisfied manner, putting the receiver down in to its cradle. "DDs were still open. The chap couldn't give us an exact address from the fragment. But there was enough to give us a building. It's a converted office block in Manhattan. One of the few that escaped the worst of the war. Only fifteen separate residences to visit in the morning." "I think we should get a drink," suggested Hernandez. "I think we deserve one!" her partner replied To Be Continued... Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 3 Bill Merryweather made a quick exit out of the precinct and headed for his car. He swung the car out onto the road and headed for home, hot with anticipation of the following day. It was after 1a.m. by the time he arrived. He opened the door of the brownstone and climbed the stairs. It was unlikely he would sleep much now he had the first real clue to ponder. He opened the door to his apartment, slung his coat on the hallstand and went through to the kitchen. He selected an English beer from the icebox and sat down. His cell-phone rang. It was Hernandez. "Hey Mez, I can't sleep. Can I come over for a beer and discuss the case?" "Of course," he said deliberately coldly, not wishing to betray the delight he would feel having her in his home. "Bring some of that crap you yanks call beer. I only have the crap us Limeys call beer!" Half an hour later Hernandez was standing at his door, her dark hair loose about her face and her big dark eyes lightly made up. "Nice place," she said. "The guard at the street gate was packing a bazooka!" "It's designed to stop cars crashing the gate. But even I think it's a little excessive" He poured her a beer and placed it on a coaster. "You look great," he said nervously, looking at her white blouse, blue skirt and expensive low-heeled shoes. "Thanks Mez. Didn't know you was lookin'. You Limeys don't say much personal stuff." "I'm middle class Hernandez." He said, a rich vein of irony in his voice. "We're still quite reserved even these days. You wouldn't catch me saying anything like you look great, or you are very attractive dressed like that, or when I look carefully I can see the real woman behind the badge." She smiled. "Jees Mez. Are you coming on to lil' 'ol me?" "Would that be a problem? I know its awkward with us working together but lately I have been having thoughts." "Go on." She said seriously, her face changing from one of surprise to one of real interest. "Well I have to confess I have had these thoughts since I first saw you. I find it difficult to partner someone I'd like to make love to if I was honest." She was silent for a while, and then slowly she smiled again and reached across the table and stroked his face. "You ain't alone Mez. I've bin' wondering 'bout you too. Why don't you jus take me through to your bedroom and we can show each other in detail whats buggin' us? Lets worry about partnerships tomorrow." Nadia was full, almost drunk on the blood. She had emptied Mandy and half drained Lana. Lana was lying in a pool of blood, still gurgling through a large hole in her throat. Nadia walked through to the bathroom and got in the shower to soap away the blood. She was too full to think of how to dispose of the two women but they would be missed. If Jason were there he would have severed their heads and tumbled their bodies down the linen chute. But Nadia wasn't bothered just yet, she was too busy cradling her full belly and enjoying the afterglow of an evening well spent. Bill took Hernandez into the bedroom and slowly undressed her, savouring every moment of her body being unveiled. First she kicked off her shoes, and then he unbuttoned her blouse. She watched his hands as they quickly slipped her out of it, then sliding his finger down her waist and over her belly to unhook the belt of her skirt. Underneath her underwear was plain cotton. Expensive natural fibres. Her bra went first, making him sigh with delight as they released her breasts. Firm full and self-supporting even without their cover. Then he sank to his knees to slip of her briefs revealing a neatly trimmed triangle of wiry pubic hair. He licked her dark belly, already lost in the fantasy of her Hispanic skin. Her hair tickled his face as she bent down to kiss the top of his head. He stood up, slipping off his shirt and pants. Then he kissed her gently on the lips. Her eyes closed and she smiled up at him. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled down his shorts. His cock, large enough and almost hard sprung up and waved about a few inches from her face. She reached out and took it in both hands, gently massaging the foreskin back and forth. He joined her on the bed and kissed her. Nadia climbed out of the shower, dressed and made her way down to the lobby. With her cape to protect her identity she decide she would just leave. Mandy would not turn, she had not drunk of Nadia, and Lana would be dead of blood loss quite soon. Besides, it had been a while since she had lived dangerously, and it was about time she started again. She knew Jason would go mad, but why should she answer to him? They continued to kiss, tongues probing. He slid his arms around her, drawing his mouth from hers. He traced the line of her jaw, using his lips and tongue. Then he licked her big chestnut nipples, moving lower and lower until I had a mouthful of her pubic hair. She wriggled as his tongue probed her pussy. In reply she pushed him back, his prong of a tool waving about in front of her. She slid her tongue up the inside of his leg, quickly flicking over his balls, and down the other side. She came back to his cock, taking it in her hot mouth. She engulfed it quickly, sliding down over it as far as possible. She used one hand to cup his balls, playing with them, the other helped to limit the depth of his gentle thrusts in to her throat. He was harder than ever before She removed her mouth and climbed onto the edge of the bed and offered her pussy to him. He parted the lips of her cunt and flicked his tongue against her clit again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. He moved up her body and began sucking her nipples for a second time, then slid his lengthy meat inside her. It was just how she had imagined it. Thick and hard, throbbing away inside her wet and wanton slit "Bite them, go on," She giggled, feeding her nipples in to his mouth. "Fuck me harder you Limey bastard.!" Bill obliged with a barrage of good long hard strokes until he could feel Hernandez' orgasm boiling up inside her like lava from a volcano. To his delight she started to shout the most obscene things and dig her nails in to his back. He could practically feel her cum seeping out but he held on to his own. Nadia was safe. She was out on the street and part of the flickering shadows once again. She sensed the weather was about to break and ducked in to an ally. A clap of thunder was quickly followed by a torrent of rain. The fires by the river would soon be out. Then she heard a noise behind her and turned to see a gang of four mutants appear from behind the dumpsters, boxes and trashcans. "Looks like were going to have ourselves a gang bang!" said the tallest. His dark hair swept back from his handsome pale face revealed a set of haphazard scars. He laughed revealing perfect white teeth bracketed by a pair of deliciously long fangs. Bill returned his mouth to her hot cunt and began to work in earnest. She came quickly. He lifted his face up, wet with her juices and commented that it was pretty fast, how she must have been really ready. She told him that he had no idea how much she had wanted him to fuck her. The she gripped his length and wanked it gently, explaining how her showerhead had been her only pleasure lately and that she wanted him in every hole "Even here," she purred fingering the little brown bud of her arse. "It'll be my first time and I want you to do it. I've always wanted to know what its like." He turned her over and she presented her bottom to him, asking if he would like to fuck her deep. He knew he wouldn't have to be asked a second time. He pulled her up on her knees, and knelt behind her, stroking her buttocks and her pussy. Then he slid his hands underneath her, touching her breasts. Then he brought his cock up against her arsehole, but at the last minute, changed position and pushed into her pussy. She was really into being teased. Merryweather was driving his cock in fast and hard. He began to move in and out, occasionally sliding out and rubbing the head against her sphincter. He moved faster and faster, and as he touched her rim again she pushed back hard against him. The tip of his cock was forced into the first inch of her butt. It was really tight and the un-lubricated friction was too much. His cock was just too big to go any further. She groaned in disappointment, begging him to push harder. He did but she squealed, and he stopped. Once more he tried, gaining only half an inch. It was a great sight, Hernandez beautiful arse with his rock hard tool wedged in it. The more she wriggled and pushed, the bigger and harder he got until the skin of her tidy little rim looked as though it would split. Her eyes were watering, and she was sobbing half in pain and half in frustration. He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of hand cream. He pulled his cock out from its neat little sleeve of bum flesh and then spread the improvised lubricant on his cock until it glistened. He turned her over and knelt on the bed, handing the lube to her. This time he was sure he wouldn't disappoint her. She squeezed some of the lube onto her anus as he watched. She spread some around the entrance, and slid a finger in, moving it back and forth. It looked so good; the anticipation had almost reached the frustration point. He added a second finger, both of them loosening her passage. "Now, do it now!" She hissed at him turning back over, her blooming, shiny bottom inches from his face. He placed his cock at the entrance to her ass and started to push against it. With a lot of effort the head slipped in. To his amazement she started to come just from that. He pushed harder, and she pressed back against his cock. Slowly, his cock slid in until he could feel her tighten against him, all the way in. He couldn't believe the feel of her deep inside her arse. He began to move back and forth slowly, his cock seemed to push deeper with every thrust. His hands grasped her hips, pulling her hard against him with each stroke. He slid one hand down to her pussy, stroking her clit. Then he stopped and his wad of cum pulsed out deep inside her. Hernandez groaned like she was dying as his cream filled her passage. She could feel the spunk jetting out inside her. The pulse of rippling cock was subtly flexing her sphincter. He pulled it out on Hernandez' last groan, letting the semen drip down her legs and on to the peachy little pussy below. She turned over and pulled him down on her. "I ain't ever been fucked like that before." She gasped. "I thought I was goin' to scream." They lay there together and talked for a while. Their minds a million miles away from their jobs. Nadia had allowed them to hold her down and pull open her cape to reveal her short black dress. She was only playing with them. None of them had the strength to restrain her if she didn't want them to. The leader knelt down between her long legs, and held them apart. He was fumbling with the zip of his combat trousers. He reached inside the bulge and hauled out a cock three inches wide and as long as a snake. "Look at this bitch. It's not just the teeth that make me a mutant!" His companions laughed, though he was shocked to see that she showed no fear as he brandished his tool. He'd never raped a woman yet that hadn't cried at the thought of his eighteen-inch monster cleaving their pussy lips apart. He reached beneath her hem and wrenched the black thong aside to reveal Nadia's newly depilated slit. He looked up at his friends. "This is one expensive pussy boys." Then he forced his tip between her smooth dry lips as hard as he could with the express wish of hurting her. Nadia feigned pain. His hands squeezed her thighs and he thrust again burying ten inches inside her. She moaned as the girth forced her pussy lips apart, abrading them as it went. He speeded up, each thrust becoming quicker and harder. His actions would have shredded a normal woman, but Nadia just lay back and enjoyed the fuck this monster was giving her. She felt the ripples of pleasure rising quickly from deep inside her tunnel and the throbbing excitement of her positively abused clitoris moving down to meet them. When they touched she clamped her thighs shut. "Jesus Christ," he roared. "The bitch is fucking coming!" He pulled his length out of her and aimed at her face. With one jerk of his hand the biggest jet of semen she had ever seen leapt out and caught her on the cheek. Then another hit her forehead almost straight away. She closed her eyes quickly as a big drop of cum hit her nose. She could hear his grunts of satisfaction as he wanked out his load all over her face. A load that was as unreasonably large as the cock that provided it. Nadia loved it, slurping the dribbles of spunk off her lips with her pointed tongue, and then tilting forward to suck the last few drops from the mutant's meat. Then another came over whilst she sucked and entered her pussy from behind. She was wet as hell and the other cock slipped in with no trouble. Then two more approached. Suddenly Nadia was aware that the dawn was fast approaching, a sulphurous glow was creeping up over the horizon. The Enforcer rolled slowly along the street, the morning news on the radio. "This morning the latest carnage in the mutant gang wars is in the form of three murdered gang members found in an alley well beyond their established territory. Police say all three were beaten to death. A passer by said they had seen them terrorising a young women only hours before they were found. The gang leader, Robert Baranowski, known as Bela because of his vampire like appearance was not among the dead. " Merryweather was secretly pleased. That was three less to worry about. "Are you ok Hernandez?" He asked quietly. " I sure am Mez." She said smuggly. "You are going to see me again aren't you? Socially I mean?" "I sure am, and if you keep doin' what you did to me last night. You ain't going to be able to shake me." "Good," he laughed. "Then I will!" As the car rounded the corner, the apartment block loomed up before them. A black glass and granite obelisk silhouetted against the morning sky. Merryweather smiled. "I've got a feeling we're on to something." To be continued... Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 4 Searching fifteen separate apartments was too much for the two of them, but the department couldn't spare anyone else. Above their heads Police Department Helijet gun-ships and VTOL sky wagons loaded with heavily armoured personnel were making their way to the docks and other trouble spots in the shattered city. "I think we should start with apartment two. Mrs Harris." "Why?" questioned Hernandez. "According to our data she is middle aged, lives alone and has made several reports to the local uniformed officers about what she calls 'goings on'." Merryweather punched a key on the door intercom and identified himself and they were soon inside Mrs Harris's apartment. A housemaid showed them to her study where the older woman sat surrounded by books and cats. She offered them a cup of tea that Merryweather accepted and Hernandez refused. "We so called Limeys must stick together Officer Merryweather" she said in a matronly tone, her British origins still plain to hear. "I heard you speaking to Maria. It is so refreshing to hear English spoken without any colonial corruption." Hernandez shuffled uncomfortably in her seat, as Mrs Harris seemed to address herself exclusively to Merryweather. "You made several reports of strange activity in the area to local uniformed officers. Could you possibly tell us again please? "Of course, as long as you don't look at me as though I am mad like your co workers did. You see I sit here most of the day, and often when I can't sleep during the night. I can see the street below quite clearly. Since Jason, Mr Gardner from upstairs, split up with his wife he has had many visitors at an unusually late hour. Young women mostly and lately several young men. They go in to his apartment, but they do not come out again. I often see him leaving the building the following night carrying large packages about the size and shape of the visitors that go in. Perhaps I have seen too many vintage Hitchcock movies Mr. Merryweather." "No," said Bill seriously. "What you say seems to fit in well with our current enquiries Mrs Harris. Thank you, you have been a great help. Does he live alone?" "Not at the moment. He has an eastern European friend called Nadia who is often with him." Outside in the shared hallway Hernandez looked in at the security guards booth. It was empty and appeared to have been like that for weeks, an old copy of the local newspaper lying on the counter as testament to this. The elevator was out of order "This Gardner. You reckon he's our man Mez?" "Possibly, but we should wait for back up before we go in. It will be late afternoon before we can get it." They walked back to the Enforcer. Hernandez phone went off. She opened her coat and pulled it from her pocket giving Bill a good look at her cleavage. He smiled to himself at the thought of her big nipples pushing in to his mouth. Hernandez was listening intently. After a while she nodded her head. "We got a survivor Mez! She's been in a coma for a few weeks but now she's singin' like a bird!" "I used to work at The Sicilian restaurant, waiting on tables. Nadia was a regular customer. She drank but she didn't eat. Basically she picked up men and women. She was very mysterious, and she never arrived before nightfall. We soon identified each other's needs, and we settled down into a strange, erotically charged relationship where she was dominant and abusive towards me. I of course just let her, and soaked it all up with submissive delight." Merryweather nodded, searching the pretty face of the pale young woman who sat in front of him. "You eventually lived together Ms. Jordan?" "We lived together for a few months. I moved in as her slave, it was an ideal situation for a submissive. Her apartment was a converted warehouse. Dark and very industrial gothic" Hernandez shook her head in disapproval causing Merryweather to give her an irritated glance. "Now and then she went out with an Russian guy called Alexei. He was very good looking, wore a lot of black and he could never be found during the day either. I had a date this one night with a new boyfriend. Nadia allowed me to see men, then tortured me until I described what I did with them. I loved it. The weekend before, I had given him a blowjob, and I was geared up to do everything else with him that weekend. I had also agreed to pick up Nadia's clothes from the dry cleaners. She was always coming home covered in blood and cum. I just assumed it was an occupational hazard of a dominatrix. Her complete refusal to go out in daylight forced me to be her slave when it came to practical matters. In my haste to finish work and get ready for my date, Nadia's clothes had slipped my mind. She had sent an especially revealing velvet dress to get cleaned, so she could look her best for Alexei." "Continue, " said Merryweather. "In detail". "When I got into the apartment, I immediately started undressing in the bathroom. She climbed out of the bath, put on her robe, and asked about the clothes. I apologised and explained I had forgotten. I was bare except for my silky vest top. As I pulled it up over my head, almost revealing my breasts, she grabbed me. I couldn't fend her off, as my hands were caught in the fabric. She dragged me into the living room and we wrestled onto the floor. In no time at all she had me face down, with my hands pulled behind my back. She was sitting on my bottom, and I couldn't do anything but squirm beneath her, very much aware of her moist cleft against the bare flesh of my buttocks. She pulled the belt from her bath robe and tied my wrists very tightly." Hernandez shifted a little and played with her pen. "Nadia then turned me over and slapped my face. 'You selfish little cow,' she screamed. She began hissing at me about screwing up her plans for the evening. She said that my eagerness to get a fuck was the cause, and that I needed to be taught a lesson. She got up and came back with a pair of scissors. She sat on my legs and cut through my top from the waist up between my tits. Then she snipped the strings at my shoulders. She grabbed one side and pulled it from under me, exposing my breasts. She dropped the scissors and took each of my nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. She pinched and pulled at them. She asked me if my date had seen my 'prepubescent tits'. I said yes since he had licked them before I sucked him off. She twisted my nipples and said she didn't see why any guy would want my boyish chest when they could have her more decent breasts. She asked how much further I had gone with my date. I told her about the blowjob and pleaded with her to release my nipples. Nadia asked if I had given him my cunt. I said no, but I had let him finger my bottom. She let go of my breasts and I moaned in relief. She slapped my face again, saying she didn't need such a noisy bitch. She said she would do something about my mouth one day. She looked at my thighs and tried to prise them open. I wriggled trying to stop her, but that only made her madder. She turned me face down again and sat on my ankles. She took the scissors and pushed them against the back of my legs." "What happened then?" Asked Hernandez feeling suddenly aroused. "She told me to 'Open up you fucking whore, or I'll slice off that greedy little clit of yours!' She reached over and picked up a pair of her dirty knickers and grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. I began to sob. She repeated that she didn't want such a noisy bitch, and she stuffed her panties into my open mouth. I could taste her musky pussy on my tongue and secretly hoped that she might smear my face with her cum, or better still smear my own on her lips. She jumped up, turned around, sat down on my back and began spanking me. One hand on each cheek, over and over. It stung each time her hand made contact. She didn't stop until my fanny was bright red and I was in tears. She took my jeans and put them through my arms. She pulled up one of my ankles and tied one jean leg to it. She repeated that with my other ankle so my knees were bent, feet in the air, tied with my own jeans through my tied arms, lying stark naked, red arsed, with my mouth stuffed with my her panties. She left me." "What did you do?" Bill asked her "I sobbed, I moaned. I tried to wriggle free but that only tightened the bonds, and made my bottom sting some more. I heard the shower running. She came back, without her robe, prancing about, smiling. She said she had decided to have fun this weekend anyway. She said that since my date had ruined her plans then she would ruin my date. She said that she was going to go out with him. She left to get dressed. When she came back, my bottom had stopped stinging so much and I had stopped crying. She was dressed like a prostitute, a black strapless dress that was a size too small for her bosom, lots of makeup and no panties. I know she didn't have panties because she lifted her dress showing me her cunt and asked me if my date would enjoy eating her. Before she ate him. The doorbell rang. My date was here. Nadia went to answer the door and sent him away. She came back and told me that he had looked good and that I shouldn't keep such finds to myself. She said I needed some extra punishment for that. She went into my room and came back with one of her own dildos, a giant one she called the Mace. It was only twelve inches long, but very wide with ridges all along the shaft. At the base, like the hilt of a sword was a ring of steel, complete with some small quarter inch spikes. She pushed my knees apart and looked at my pussy. It was very dry and very tight. She didn't care; she simply pushed the tip of the monster into my resistant slit. I squealed in pain, frightened that such a big thing taking me unprepared would tear the tender flesh of my cunt and make me bleed. She wiggled it around, creaming me up slightly, pushing in on my quim flesh until she found my hole. With great determination, she bit her lip, and worked it carefully into me, giggling and raising her eyebrows. My tender flesh had never felt so pained but the evil look on her face and her obvious desire to explore my pussy had started my juices flowing." "Jeez Mez." Whispered Hernandez. "This girl is a fruit loop. D'ya think she's reliable." "Bear with her, " he whispered back reassuringly. " A good hard shove sent the plastic tool further in.," she continued. "I screamed as I felt my pussy flesh abrade on one of the ridges, and the small spikes dig in to my labia. I cried out as I watched little trickles of blood squeeze out around the pink plastic tube that stuck out of my cunt. To my delight Nadia bent forward and lapped up the blood with her wicked tongue. I noticed then how sharp her teeth were. 'Let that be a lesson you filthy whore', she growled licking the crimson off her lips. 'One day I'm going to bite that clit of yours until you scream.' My sore, abused, cunt was primed and my thick creamy girl cum trickled out around the dildo. When the dildo was all the way in, she pushed my knees together and tied them with a rag from my sliced up top. That way I wouldn't be able to push the dildo out of my throbbing pussy. I would have to stay there stuffed, and impaled until she released me. She laughed all the way out." "Carry on with your story," Merrywaether urged her. "She returned with Alexei much later that night. I had fallen asleep there on the floor and was woken up by Nadia rolling me onto my side so that Alexei could see my breasts. They had both had a lot to drink and he liked what he saw. He laughed and told Nadia that she shouldn't have lied to my male visitor about me not feeling well enough to go out. He said she should have said that I was just tied up at the time and all three of them could have fucked me. He laughed some more and pulled Nadia onto his lap and they kissed. While they were exploring each other mouths, Alexei reached under her dress and began fingering her cunt. After a while Nadia broke the kiss and said that I still needed more punishment for screwing up her plans. She got up, took the scissors and cut the jeans to free my ankles. They each took an arm and lifted me to my knees. Nadia motioned toward the beanbag and they laid me over it. She pulled my wrists up and asked Alexei if he liked my bottom. He said it was a very small, like a young girl's bottom, but a very nice one. She said that he could find out for sure later, and she repeated her spanking. My already tender cheeks stung as each blow landed. I moaned, I sobbed, but she didn't stop until she had made my entire behind a bright red colour. She left Alexei with me while she went to get something from her room. He began to caress my hot cheeks. His touch was so tender; I could feel my cunt juicing up again. As my sobs retreated, his fingers advanced down toward my cunt. He gripped the dildo, and said that I really was gorgeous, and a real star to take such a big thing in my obviously delicate pussy hole. He pulled it out and replaced it with his finger. He pumped in and out a few times until he was certain I was well lubricated, and then he stuck two fingers in. I shivered with pleasure. Then a third finger poked its way inside me; and a fourth soon followed. I could feel myself widening, as the palm of his hand slithered jerkily into my slit." Hernandez bit her lip. Her arse still smarted from having Bill's rock hard tool in it the night before. " I squealed. 'Please don't fist me!' I begged him. 'I'm too tight. Fuck my arse and cum on my face but don't fist me.' That was when Nadia returned. She had stripped off her one piece of clothing and she had a small jar in her hand. She knelt down on the other side of me from Jason. She asked him if I had a good enough cunt to fuck. Jason said that I certainly was juicy enough. She told him that my cunt could wait till later. She opened the jar and began to rub its contents onto my bright red ass. The cold cream she was spreading on soothed and cooled my tender bottom. She and Jason spread it all over my rear and giggled. Nadia put a glob on her finger and told Alexei to pull my cheeks open. When he had them open, she rubbed that glob onto my anal bud pushing her finger into me. It was dream come true, my vicious bitch of a flatmate fingering my most private part. I climaxed at once, groaning and panting, soaking up the marvellous feeling of penetration, pushing back against her slender finger. She got one knuckle into me, and probed my tunnel with the tip of her finger, and then she pulled it out twisting it around. She told Alexei to do the next one. He got a glob of the cream and applied it to my arsehole while she held my cheeks open. Alexei got a lot more that one knuckle into me. I enjoy having things in my bum and I had to relax and let him into me. He got two whole fingers in and turned them around and around. My sobbing was gone and my moans were moans of pleasure now not pain. I heard a zipper unzip and they moved around behind me. Nadia pulled my ass cheeks open and Alexei put the head of his cock against my back door. Nadia told him that I had acted like a little shit so I should get fucked in the ass. Alexei pushed forward; his cock head pushed in, spreading my sphincter muscles open. I gave no resistance. I had to take him into me; I had to let him fuck me. But Nadia stopped him, just as my rim closed around his cock head. She said that I needed to make it up to her for my errors. She got up and sat down on the couch with her legs spread wide. She told Alexei that she knew I had licked enough cunts and that I wouldn't refuse to eat her now. She told Alexei to bring me to her without sliding out of my bum. It was hard but we wriggled and crawled until my chin rested on the edge of the couch in front of her dripping pussy hole. I could tell that they had fucked earlier. She smelled of cum, and a little of Alexei's spunk was trickling out of her musky, sweaty quim. She pulled my hair back and asked me if I was sorry for ruining her plans. I nodded yes. She asked if I was ready to apologise to her. I nodded yes. She asked if I was ready to eat Alexei's cum out of her. I nodded yes. She asked if Alexei could fuck my ass while I ate her. I nodded yes." Merryweather was getting hard listening to Ms. Jordan and reliving the anal intrusion in to his partner the night before. "Alexei plunged his sword length into my arse, driving my mouth into Nadia's cunt. She pushed her cunt forward and I began licking. Alexei pulled almost all the way out and began long slow strokes, not pushing too hard or too fast so as not to disrupt my cunt licking duties. I licked at her slit, licking her cum covered lips. She pushed her cunt at me and reached her hands in to pull her own lips open. I drove my tongue into her hole. I tasted her cum and Alexei's cum. She told me that they had fucked out in the car just before coming inside to punish me. She asked if Alexei's cum tasted better now that it was mixed with hers. I lifted my head and said it tasted so much better now, out of fear for what she might do if I said it didn't. She pushed my face back down into her cunt and told me to lick her to orgasm. I went back to work on her clit, licking it, rubbing it with my tongue until she came. Her cum flowed out, onto my tongue. When it's fresh, her cum was delicious. I lapped it up, every drop that oozed out of her. Her love cream relieved the dryness of my mouth and throat. She pushed my head back and stood up straddling me. She squeezed her legs against my sides and told Alexei to finish his fuck. He began pounding into my ass-hole. Plunging deep and fast into my well-lubricated tunnel. I couldn't squeeze my muscles to help him cum, I just had to kneel there and let him fuck away at my arse until he eventually came. He plunged in and held me. His cock pulsated and I felt his cum shoot into me. He was there for ages, treating my bum hole to a good hosing out. Slowly he pulled out and stood up, his meat still hard and dripping with cold cream and spunk. Nadia stepped away and pushed me down onto my side and said if I didn't want to be punished again that I would stay right there all night long. She took Alexei's hand and led him to her bedroom and flicked off the lights. " "What happened the next morning?" "The next morning, while it was still dark, they shook me awake and said it was time to service them again. This time Alexei laid down on the rug and Nadia pulled me to my feet and dragged me to him. She had me straddle him and then squat down until his cock was poking at my cunt. Alexei reached up to caress my nipples. He pulled me down a bit and I had to wriggle my arse to work my dry cunt down onto his cock. I told them that my cunt was too dry. Nadia said she would take care of that. She got a tube of jelly and smeared some into my slit and then she pushed me down onto Alexei's bulging cock. This time I worked my cunt down on his cock easier and I sat all the way down, surrounding his cock. Nadia told me to fuck him like a little slut. I started rocking back and forth rubbing his cock with the inner walls of my cunt. Nadia slapped me a little and said that Alexei shouldn't be alone in me. She went into her bedroom and returned with another of her dangerous toys. This one was a 4 inch silver metal sheathed bullet-shaped vibrator, with a remote control at the end of a three foot cord. Nadia coated it with more K-Y jelly and pushed it all the way into my bottom. When she turned it on, Alexei moaned at the sensations of the vibrator rubbing his cock through the wall of flesh that separated my cunt and ass. Nadia straddled Alexei and moved till her cunt was covering my face again. Knowing what she wanted, I began to lick her, tasting their mixed cum again. This time Nadia wanted to cum quickly, so she grabbed my head and began rubbing her slit against my mouth, against my out-thrust tongue. She came; she oozed her juices onto me. Alexei thrusting his cock up into me drew my attention away from her sweet cum. Faster, harder, and then he shot his load. My cunt is much more capable of feeling cocks shooting cum than my arse is, and I felt every drop of cum he squirted inside. Nadia pulled me off him and pushed me to the floor. She helped Alexei get up and they went to the bathroom to shower. Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 4 They returned completely dressed. They looked down at my sweaty orgasm- shaken body and laughed. Nadia had left the bullet vibrating in my ass when they went to clean up. I had two powerful orgasms while they showered and dressed. I noticed she was carrying a scalpel. 'Time for a light snack before sunrise,' she said to Alexei. She bent down and sliced my pussy lips with the blade. I screamed, even though they were just tiny nicks, but it was agony all the same. They knelt either side of my thighs, and each one took a lip in their mouth and sucked my blood. The sensation was unbelievable as they stretched my pussy lips really tight. It was then I realised." "Realised what?" said Hernandez. "That they were real vampires. Not mutants or gothic occultists" "How did you get in the coma?" asked Bill. "Alexei disappeared and Nadia got bored with me. She had picked up a businessman Jason. Garland? Or something similar. He was a regular at the restaurant. One evening when I returned home she attacked me. Not a normal dom-sub beating, but a blood fest. I nearly died, but I was found in a dumpster by a passer by and here I am now. I swear, she sucked my blood and I just couldn't escape. She has these crazy eyes that make you do what she wants." The two detectives left and conferred. They now had a good reason to search Gardners apartment.