Journal of Sister Rosalyn, Paladin and Hunter
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I had been devout all my life. From when I first began training with to become a Paladin when I was 13 years of age, I took an oath of celibacy. Never to give my womanhood to a man. I eventually broke this vow, but it was not to a man. Neither is sex nor specie, it was not a man.

5 years ago, I was 22 and already well versed in my duties. I had slain many undead in the name of the gods, cast minor demons back into the hells in which they came, and sent those who practiced dark magic to face judgment. But at this time my order had given me orders to slay a Vampire. The Vampire in question had been going on a spree killing in the city of Hanneburg. Men were found dead with puncture wounds on their neck, and their pants around their ankles. Each man had been seen leaving either a tavern, gambling house or opium den with a beautiful woman the night before their body was found. My order thought that if the Vampire is a woman, she might have powerful seduction and hypnosis abilities, so rather than send a male paladin, they sent me, as they believed her powers wouldn't effect another woman.

I stood outside a small house in the poor part of the city. The windows were boarded up and it was rundown and filthy. Reports had told me a woman was living here who only went out at nights. I was in full armor, my face hidden by my greathelm, my sword and shield in my hand. It was an hour until sundown, which meant I had an hour to slay the beast before she escaped into the night. I approached the door, and in a burst of strength I knocked it to the ground. I entered and approached slowly and silently as I can, trying not to jangle the rings of my chainmail. I looked into every room, each one seemingly unoccupied with nothing but old furniture and cobwebs. When I had finished my sweep through the lower floor, I began a slow walk up the stairs. Carefully I crept, silencing my footsteps until I was at the top of the stairs. I saw dim candlelight from the room at the end of the hallway, and made my way there. I slowly popped the door, where I saw a figure at the end of the room.

I saw her from behind, she was bent over a dresser, looking into a mirror which showed no reflection. The room was decorated with exotic furnishings, the bed looking the most exotic with veils of silk along the sides. The Vampire wore nothing but thin cotton strips on her top and bottom. She turned around and gave me a smile, her sharp fangs prominently shown. She was beautiful. She had pale, flawless skin, deep green eyes that seemed to gaze into my soul, and flowing, curly black hair. 

She greeted me. "I was wondering when you would be coming up..." she said as she got up and walked towards me. Her body was curvy, her thighs, backside and breasts were all thick, and she sported some light fat on the stomach, most likely because she was once royalty before her transformation. I took my stance and drew my blade from the holster. I spoke loudly and forcefully "Back off you foul hellbitch!" She slowly walked closer to me "Oh, you're another woman?" Her taunting tone turned more seductive. I steadied my stance and raised my blade higher "Indeed, which means I am immune to your hypnosis!" I smiled smugly and lunged at her with my blade. I made a swipe at her head but she dodged  and pushed me to the ground. She got on top of me, held my arms down with an unnatural strength, and smiled. "You almost got me, little girl! But alas, you were a bit too slow." she said, shifting her weight around. 

"Get off of me, shedevi!" I kicked and struggled to trying and get her off to no avail. Just as I tried to headbutt her, our eyes locked. Suddenly I felt a then-unknown feeling enter my loins. It was the feeling of lust. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss her. She began to speak "So, you think I can't seduce women? Well, that's wrong. In fact I quite prefer the company of other women over men." I was stunned, but at the same time those words made me think. Think thoughts that were forbidden to a Paladin. 

"I want a good look at your face." she said, and began pulling off my helmet. I didn't struggle, but continued to gaze at her. She got it off and pulled back the mail coif which covered my hair. "Oh my, oh my!" She said, with a delighted look upon her face. She rubbed her one cold hand on my cheek and ran her other through my short, blond hair. I continued to not resist, like I was in a trance. She got really close to me and said "Big blue eyes, blond hair, you look more like a barmaid than a paladin, little girl." She planted a small kiss on my cheek. With that kiss, I felt myself almost melt. I released a deep breath and softly whispered "p-pls kiss me again." She did as I asked, giving me another soft kiss on my cheek. "Another, please." This time however, she didn't. "So, I see you're enjoying this now." she gave a sharp, part loving, part cruel laugh. "You're gonna have to earn more if you want more. You like this, yes?" I gave her a nod, "You're also a virgin?" again I nodded. "Well well, I hope we're gonna have plenty of fun."

She stripped me down, removing all my armor, then the clothes below it, until I was nude. I had not tried to fight back, but now I was embarrassed as my shame was exposed. "You're so... toned, so fit." she dragged her cold hands across my abs "but still, you're nothing more than a little girl to me." Her mocking tone caused something in my brain to break her trance. I realized what I was doing and I charged her, knocking us onto the bed next to us. I rolled around to get on top, but she managed to overpower me with her unnatural strength, and embraced me. Her body was cold, but felt oddly good. Soon my rage faded, and only lust remained. She started kissing me again, this time on the neck, where my jugular vein is. She caressed it with her lips, occasionally licking it. "So sweet, so succulent. To think all I'd have to do it sink my fangs into this thin bit of skin to drink you dry." I shivered, but she gave me a kiss on my lips, a quick one, but a sensual one. That single kiss turned into many others, longer, deeper, more passionate. I closed my eyes and enjoyed, her cold embrace and her loving kisses overtaking me. 

Suddenly I felt something touch my nether-regions. I felt her finger stroking the lips of my lightly-wetted vagina. She broke our kissing, and said "So soft, so... pure. I wanna do things to you that I haven't done in a hundred years!" She started going down on me, kissing every few inches of my body as she did, until she reached my womanhood. She opened up the lips and started teasing me. Her tongue gently tickled around me as I panted and giggled in delight. "Oh my, this is quite.... pleasuring." She looked up and asked me my name. "It's Sister Rosalyn, a-and yours?" "Call me Lucilla, and I'll call you Rosy." I got red in the face, I hated people talking down to me with immature names. "It's Rosalyn, you undead whore! Do not refer to me by that stupid, childish name!" She grinned menacingly. "I'm so, so sorry. In that case, I suppose I should stop treating you like I would a little girl, and instead as my equal." With those words she showed her fangs, and made a move for my inner thigh. "No no no! Please, call me whatever, just don't do that!"

She  got away from my thigh and instead focused on what was between them. She licked and kissed the outside, swollen with lust. She took her fingers and opened the lips, revealing the little bud between them. She started working her way on that, suckling and kissing it. I lay back, looking at the ceiling, breathing heavily as she worked her seductive magic on me. I felt myself nearing climax, I slowly panted out "Gods, please forgive me!" when suddenly, I felt her stop. "Why did you? I was close, please keep going!" I demanded. She slid up and kissed me again. "This was just a sample, a taste-test, my dear Rosy. You see, when you're with me, I am your goddess, and as such, you must earn your rewards by pleasing me." She rubbed her hand on my chest across my chest. "How do I do that?" I asked, in readiness to please her. She stripped the little clothes she had until she was fully nude. Her large breasts hung out, her round backside in full view, and her woman parts rested between her thick thighs. I bit my lip as I imagined the many, many things I wanted to do to her body. 

She told me to close my eyes, an order I obeyed, and suddenly I felt my face being smothered. I opened my eyes to see her above me, my face trapped under her large backside. She lifted up "Why aren't you licking, you need to please your goddess." I did what she said, and started running my tongue along her sensitive region. It was wet, but was wet with what tasted like blood. Again I felt her shift her ass upon my face, this time she sat for much longer, shaking it and smother me with its size. It seemed like an age until I could breathe again, I took a deep breath and wet back to work on her. "I'm glad you're so eager to please me, Rosie. It's been an age since I've had an adorable girl like yourself worshipping my backside." She rubbed her hands along my thighs while she shifted her weight back on my face. "You're so strong, I assume you're rather dominant in battle, what with being around warriors for what I would assume is all your life. But, in the face of a feminine goddess, you're weak and submissive. But I like that, it highlights your feminine beauty as well." She started grinding on my face, her rather swollen clit touching my lips and mouth. I suckled on it lightly, hoping to please this woman. I had came here with intention of killing her, but now I don't think I could live without her. She was beautiful, loving, and wanted the best for me. Eventually I felt her shaking and heard he moans of pleasure and felt a wave of the thin blood which coated her vagina hit my face. She had came.

She collapsed beside me and kissed me. "That's the first real orgasm I've had in at least a century." I embraced her and asked "Am I next?" I smiled in eagerness, hoping that I would finally experience the release of the lust I had built up. She looked at me and said "I'm rather exhausted from that, and I need to renew myself with some... sustenance." She got closer to my neck. I was afraid, but I remembered I wanted to please her. I didn't struggle, and I let her drink from my neck. Passed the initial entry of the fangs, it didn't really hurt. I felt the blood leave me as she drank, but she finished before I lost it all. "Delicious!" she said, and she laughed and wiped some blood off of her face. I was tired from the amount I lost, so I laid back. She stuck a finger in me and began thrusting it in and out. I breathed heavily as she fingered and rubbed me with her thumb. After a while of this, I came for the first time in my life. It was amazing, and from that moment I felt as though this Vampire, this creature, this beautiful woman now owned me.

I felt asleep in her arms and woke up in the early morning before sunrise. She fed me a breakfast of fresh fruit and bread, and I fed her my lifeblood. I abandoned my order after that, and instead dedicated my life to pleasing my new goddess.