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Chapter Eighteen She checked herself in the eyes of her first girl Deborah, who was going to meet the guests out in the club lounge and bring them back for the meeting and smiled as She liked the look reflected in her girl's eyes. "Don't worry Mistress," replied the happy girl, "You look lovely as always, and will dazzle them again with your beauty as well as your skills for the deal." The Mistress smiled as She adjusted the girl's dress to flash the skin She wanted shown, since She knew a sexy woman could be a pleasing diversion to most of the humans, weakening their minds and making them more susceptible to manipulation. She kisseed her pet softly and sent her on her way with one of the Club bodyguards to guide them through the stream of bodies flowing in and out of the dance floor. As the doors closed behind her, She went over to the balcony and opened up the doors to look over the scene. The noise and scents of all the humans below her, rushed over her and she felt a low growl slip her lips as her fangs flashed at the sight of such meat and donor sources. If She didn't have the two being brought up as food treats for this meeting, she would love to go back and hunt more, but with the chance of having a major source of Pureblood fall into her hands, She would not risk losing him and would complete her intial tests here before taking both slaves back to the west Coast Den where She knew security as top-notch and the managed disposal of any legal records of the two slaves could be worked on from the IT centers there. The guests She would be hosting were lifestyle fans, so they knew of her work, both professionally and they had comissioned her for some adult themed private sessions as well, so She knew they would enjoy how the snacks and food were being presented, but none of them knew of her True bloodline, as Vampires worked best in the shadows, and darkness, taking what was needed as they staged various turf wars with other clans or fought battles with roving packs of werewolves that would seek to feed or encrouch on Vampire territory. She knew they were here to pitch her on ideas for new campaigns for some of the major motion pictures that would need marketing and She was known in the industry as one of the best around. Yet as She practiced honing her senses to tune in on an indivigual scent, or thought pattern, She felt her mind drift back to the first time She realized that there was something different in this human, by finding one who could meet her eye and cause her to look away. The excitement at how well both he and the french slut endured the playtime in the dungeon and the wonder of what could be hers if he turned out to be a source of the legendary Pureblood that Vampires would give all for, to secure the healing powers of such a bloodline. She heard a tap at the door and with a reluctant sigh, turned back from the glass, sliding it shut to dampen the noise of the revelers out on the floor and turned to see Marcus standing at attention, his eyes lowered till her heard her speak."Ah my dear Marcus," Her voice caressed his ears and soul like few ever had. She could always excite his body just by the sound of that voice She used on him. When She toned her pitch just right, he knew he would refuse her nothing. He took a deep breath and loked up. "Per your wishes Maam, the two meat bags have been throughly prepared and striped and plated with Food for You and your guests, and the Head Chef and the attending nurse are in the lounge, securing the trays of food before your guests arrive." "Well done Marcus," her low velvet voice felt like smooth butter on his ears. "What would I do without you when I come to the States for business and pleasure." She strode past him, caressing his cheek softly and feeling the tingle of her touch on his skin, pull a deep breath of pleasure from her top Security Guard. She entered the lounge area and studied the room, the lighting and took a deep breath of air to mark the aromatic appeal of the room and to adjust her body chemistry scent to maximize it. She looked over to the corner area where the two trays were positioned and locked into place. She smiled as She saw the girl on her belly, and the man on his back. She enjoyed the candles affixed to each one and knew the dripping wax would artistically add color and pain to her slaves as they laid in place, to please and be used a source to please the hunger of She and her guests, from the food draped across their bodies, to the sexual access that both were displayed at to be used at will. She could sense the fear and fatigue in the girl, as the steady pumping sounds of the milking machine began to extract the milk from the French cow, and She also felt the girl's body, still responsive and wet after all that had been done to her. "Amazing," the Mistress thought, "maybe there is more to this slut then I first thought, she might well be worth keeping for private showings and feedings to some of my closest allies at clan gatherings at my place." She smacked the girl's ass and heard the muffled yelp from behind the gag as the wax splattered across the girl's ass from the candle that was lit and showing the foods that had been draped across her body. She listened somewhat to the explanations of how the table was plated and prepared as the Master Chef explained the choices of meats and cheeses used on the girl, and then the Nurse then stepped in to explain how the medical treatment had been done to maintain quality control of the slave as they prepared her for plating and the milking process. The Mistress had heard these explanations before, and She did like to see her staff take their work seriously, but tonight, She was nervous and on edge because of the male. She had to know for sure that this was the Pureblood she felt was coursing through his veins. She also knew that the talents and skills his blood gave him, he could not possibly know the depths of it yet, but even in his untrained ways, She felt the power of that blood and how it could even affect Her if She let herself be trapped in the gaze of those hazel eyes of his. She nodded as the staff continued to explain how the two had been prepared per her instructions and She heard the moans of pain and the sounds of the milking machine, drain the French cow of her milk, that would be part of the drinks tonight. She always liked to make sure a round of shot glasses were loaded with slave milk before any meeting was finished. Someetimes She let her guests see where their special drinks came from, sometimes She kept it as a private joke, but since this place was a unique club for the Humans anyways, She knew that what She did let others see would not freak them out, since most of the Humans who came to this Club and others like it around the World, liked exploring the darker side of their Sexual drives, and if it came at the expense of others..."ce La vie." The inspection moved over to where the male lay strapped into place. His cock and balls bound and his shaft swollen and head colored form the pressure of the restraints and the effects of the medication. She nodded as she once again heard the Master Chef expalin the various cuts of seafood and sushi used to drape over the bigger body, yet leave him accessible for what play She and her guests would wish. She ran her hand along the male's leg and felt the smooth skin, a pleased smile flashed across her lips as She felt the smooth skin. She did not like to have hairy food served for She and her guests, so She was pleased to see that the 2 slaves had been denuded properly. She raked her fingernails along side his inner thigh and her fangs flashed with desire as She heard a groan slip from his lips and his leg trembled and the goosebumps flared at her touch. She smiled as the dark leather of the restraints showed off the tan skin of the balls and cock, swollen and colored from the constriction of the leathers wrapped around the hard member, medically enhanced to stay hard fo the evening. The hunger to feed on him and confirm her suspicions of him flared brighter as She saw him bound and accessible as he was. She heard the Nurse explain what had been done to prepare the male for plating and serving and the medications applied to make sure he stayed hard and aware during the evening, even though his body would not obey the signals from his Brain. She had done the studies of the drugs they used and their effects on the Humans when they first began capturing and serving up the humans during the playtimes at this place and others around the world. The humans overall did not have the ability to endure as the Clan did, so oftimes, medicines were used to extract the most endurance and energy and reactions out of the humans before they were consumed or shipped of to their new destiny as slaves to the Clans. The Nurse was winding down her report, when The Mistress saw a glimmer of red coming from the head of the male's swollen cock. A sharp angry hiss slipped her lips as everyone in the room froze while the Mistress moved closer to see what had caught her eye. She moved in closer as the room stood wondering what had triggered her anger. She moved closer to where the drop of red glistened near the eye on the head. She sniffed the air for the scent of blood, amidst all the other scents of the food and candles and humans that flooded the room. Marcus went on alert when he heard the hiss and saw the fire in the eyes of the Mistress, moving his people into place to seal off the exits. It was as much to keep people in as to keep Her from taking the anger out of the room and onto others She might meet along the way. He had not heard a hiss like that in awhile, but knew that when it flew, something was going down and it could be messy. He kept his eyes on the Mistress as he moved the Chef and Nurse off to the side, so that they would not get in the way of what the Mistress was seeking information on. She could not believe the rush of anger flooding her as She inspected the male. All slaves were fair game to be used by staff for pleasure as they were being rotated through the system, it was one of the perks and a way of breaking down the resistance of the new slaves, getting them used to their new role as slaves to any and all who they were assigned to. But She had left specific instructions that no blood was to be drawn from this one unless She was aware of it. She did not want to risk others discovering that She might have the best supply of Pureblood that had been seen for ages in this strange male with the eyes that could reach into the darkest depths and touch a heart that had stopped beating hundreds of years before. The light of the room flickered off that small drop of red near the crown of the male's stiff cock. The swelling and discoloration from the leather and the medications, along with the strained breathing She heard from him, took the edge of her anger as She allowed herself to enjoy the sight of him suffering. She looked closer and around the fluid, She saw a circle of red. She snapped up straight as if She had been stabbed in the heart, and moved back into see. She felt a low growl slip her lips as She tasted the fluid and felt a mixture of anger and relief flood her soul. The fluid was pre-cum from his cock, and the red was lipstick from where his cock had been kissed. A cold wave of anger swept her being as She tuned her senses into what She had found and She dealt with the emotions that had been triggered in her heart from this scare. This was not a way She normally felt when meat was brought up and used as a table for display and amusement when She had guests. But the thought that this discovery might be lost to her because of someone's carelessness chilled her to the depths of her dark soul. She turned and unleashed a intense stare at the Nurse who dropped to her knees and began to talk, although the Mistress was not interested in anything She might hear from the girl. She moved in close and pulled the girl up off her knees and bared the girl's neck to her fangs as She hissed softly. "There is one way for sure for me to know of your guilt or innocence ," She smelled the fear in the nurse as She slowly raised the girl off her feet while She began to feel the bloodlust within her call out for answers. "The blood knows all girl, and it will not lie to me as humans would." With that She sank her fangs into the girl's neck and began to feed as the girl's mouth opened wide in shock and a moan slipped the nurse's lips as she was held off the floor by an angry Mistress, who was feeding on her and learning through the draining of the girl's blood, what had happened and the girl's feelings at the time. As the Mistress sank her fangs into the startled girl's neck, Marcus quickly moved his staff into action. He knew that there would be clean up needed before The anger was sated and he was not certain if he would need to alert the medical unit or the kitchen to alert them to some new meat for the freezer. He quickly checked on the 2 slaves on the tables and moved them away from the on going drama as the nurse struggled to breath. Her hands grasped at the arm of the Mistress who held her off the floor, her eyes open in horror as she felt the fangs pierce her throat and begin draining the blood from her vein there. She also moaned as the bite also stirred her body and she felt the heat of her sex flare as the Mistress continued to feed on her. Marcus moved as close as he dared, one did not just jump into the middle of an Angry Vampire feeding on a body, unless they wished those fangs and anger turned in their direction. Marcus was no fool, so he stopped at a distance and spokie out. "My Mistress, Please lower her to her feet so she can breath as you feed on her. You will learn more if she is conscious as opposed to passing out from the loss of blood." After having said that and hearing an angry growl, he stopped and wondered if he should have the VIP group delayed while this moment played itself out. It was not good for business to show his Mistress in a feeding frenzy, and he knew that if She was not sated by what she learned from the girl's blood, others might wind up giving more to the cause then was needed. She held the girl off her feet with her left arm as she bared the girl's neck and sank her fangs into the flesh. The blend of anger and fear of discovering the pureblood had triggered a reaction from her that overwhelmed her and caused her to lash out at the girl in this manner. As she fed on the girl's blood, the memories of that the girl had been doing, bubbled to the surface as She fed on her. She could "see" through the girl's eyes as she prepared the two slaves for feeding, and her senses, now more attuned to the nurse, could also feel what the girl was feeling as she was preparing the slaves earlier in the evening. The Nurse moaned softly as she grew weak from the loss of blood, but felt the heat of her body flare from her sweet spot up as she struggled for breath. The rest of the room seemed trapped in a time warp as they watched the scene unfold between the Mistress and the nurse who's eyes had closed and her breathing had become shallow and labored as The Vampire continued to drink and quench her thrist with all the blood She was pulling from the vein there. The back beat of the breast pumps providing a macabre rhythm to the feeding and sexual rush that was flashing on the face of both the Women involved in this most intimate exchange of self and soul. Marcus knew that at that rate, the girl was not long for this world, and the VIP's were to be arriving soon for the meeting with the Mistress and the sampling of the slaves and food. He took a deep breath, crossed himself and moved closer to once again seek to reach his Mistress and pull her back from this feeding frenzy she had unleashed on the weakening nurse. He knew that when She was feeding, She was aware of what was going on around her, but the blood also met a need in her and since She had not really fed since arriving from down under, he had not tried to intervene. Any staff memeber foolish enough to draw the anger of the Mistress, well, they deserved what came their way, but if the Human Guests found his Mistress feeding like this, it would cause more troubles that would complicate his life and possibly draw her anger towards him for not having her back when she was focused on feeding and vulernable because of the literal connection that now existed between She and her food source. Fortunatly, he had sent an aide to warn Dancer to take the scenic route and then wait in the outer room, since he was unsure as to what kind of cleanup crew would be needed. The fear and anger that led her to sink her fangs into the nurse had been slowly sated by the blood she drew from the quivering body in her arms. She had not properly fed since the plane had landed in the states. She also knew how close she had come to ripping out the girl's neck with her fangs when She felt the pureblood discovery at risk. As it was, She had enough control to use her lower fangs to immobalize the nurse's body as her primary fangs sank into the main vein and began to draw the life giving blood and the information She had to know, into her body. Her hand on the back of the girl's neck as She turned her feeding from primal to sexual, She used her other hand to quickly shred the uniform from the Nurse's weakening body as She let her hand begin to caress and explore the girl's body, stimulating the sexual parts of the girl, before she lost conscisouness and was unable to provide any more answers to the Mistress. When She fed, She was usually alone with her donor, so her primary senses were focused on the feeding and draining of the food source. The variable into when and how she fed started with if the food source was voluntary or predatory. If She was bringing new people across and into the clan, that was one thing, if She had been hunting for blood, for whatever reason, her style got as rough as was called for. The Nurse had been lucky, She was getting the soft touch as she was giving her life over to the Mistress in atonement for her actions. The Vampire felt her eyes roll back into her head as She was almost content with what she had found and the girl's blood certainly calmed a raging in her body. So when Marcus approached her the second time, to seek to speak to her, She did not lash out in anger at being interupted. Good help was so hard to find, and If one could not control their feeding frenzy in a time of need, they had no business getting involved in the politicis of the clan. She felt the pulse of the nurse dropping to low levels, almost beyond her ability to sense, as she let her fingers play with the girl's body to finish off the meal on a sexual bent. She nodded to Marcus that she was aware of what he was saying and paused before She answered his question as to what was to be done with the Nurse. She softly kissed the neck of the girl and sucked softly on the two holes in the skin that showed only small drops of blood pulsing through as the sexual orgasm She was triggering in the girl, reached for what life the body had left in it. A slow contented purr slipped her lips as She gave instructions to Marcus. "Make sure you find some of the new style contact lenses and put them in the male. I do not want anyone to get pulled into those hazel orbs of his." Marcuse nodded his ujnderstanding as he too had been pulled into those eyes and felt himself losing control of his will when he had inspected the slaves. "I will make sure the lens, are the ones that block him from seeing out, but allow him to be fully inspected and enjoyed Maam," came the firm reply as he waited to see what would happen next. A long gasp of pain slipped from the lips of the nurse as she felt the beginnings of the Orgasam that The Mistress had ignited in her as She shifted gears from feeding off the girl and having her fluids milked and collected as an after dinner drink. The Mistress smiled as She looked into the fading eyes of the girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. As the blackness grew around the edges of the Nurse's vision, She saw the face of the Mistress and heard the soft voice pierce the darkness that reached out to claim her. "You are a tasty treat indeed little one, and you have served me well with your blood, so I hope this pleasure my touch has brought to your body is something that will please you well. I will regret not seeing your face amongst my staff, you have done your job well, but circumstances have developed which means your time in my employment must come to and end." She caressed the girl's cheek as She saw the girl seek to understand what was being said, although her body now was tired from the blood loss and buzzed from the sexual stimulation. She studied the luscious lips of her Mistress as fate came to claim her. "You're fired," came the words of the Mistress as She quickly took the girl's head in her hands and gave a quick snap back and forth. The eyes of the nurse opened wide as the bones in he neck were snapped by the force of the hands and she sagged to the floor, dead before she hit the ground as the last waves of blood and fluid drained from her body and onto the floor around her. The Mistress stepped over the body and found a comb and ran it through her hair as She sought to pull herself together for what was to come next. "Marcus," she said, as the room came back to life in the wake of the death of the nurse. "Make sure the kitchen knows a fresh supply of meat is now available for the menu, and make sure it is bound and hung in the coolers so the freshness of the meat is preserved. As he stepped forward and beckoned to some of the aids who began to roll out a tarp to move the body onto, and others came in for cleaning and disposing work. "It shall be done at once M'Lady," came back his calm and even response. "Good," she said as She moved towards the special room where the guests had been diverted to. "It is time for us to welcome our Guests and do business and share some treats with them while they are in our Home people," her voice reached out and caressed all the souls of those there who were doing their job. "Let's get this place ready people, after all....Dinner is Served!" |
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