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8/4/2023 5:10 am

Chapter Twenty One

The room grew quiet as the bartender began to assemble the ingredients needed for the usual Bloody Mary which was the drink of choice for the Mistress whenever Big deals were completed and it was time to move onto the next stage. Marcus led the losing studio reps off to the side and knelt them down and made sure they were chained and gagged and unable to move while the Mistress made ready the round of Bloody Mary's that She and the winners would toast in prior to the dismissal of the losing reps and aides who were being sent off to their new lives and identities as the cost for failing to win her endorsement of their pitches.

The Mistress moved between the two slaves who had been the Centerpieces for food and fun for the Group tonight. She ran her fingernails along the inner thighs of both bound slaves and felt their muscles ripple and shiver under Her embrace. "These two are new slaves of mine," She said as She addressed the group. "For you kiddies," She said as She nodded to the chained and naked aides split into male and female groups, "Your lives as you knew them ended when your Bosses failed to win my cooperation with your projects. My people have already been into the needed computers and have erased your identities from all government. Where you wind up and who owns you, is out of your hands, you will be renamed and placed where it is deemed best. Serve well and you may still have a life that provides some pleasures for you. Disobey your trainers here or your Masters or Mistresses outside of these walls, and your end will be slow and painful, of that I can promise you."

A stunned hush fell over the room as the seriousness of Her words fell on all who now knelt nude, chained and gagged. "She looked at the studio reps over in their corner. "For you seven, some special time in rehab has been booked for you, and your studios have already been alerted to that fact. If you wish to reclaim your lives with some guidelines intact, you will learn well your responsibilities as you undergo rehab. I can always find use for those who work for me, to take their place in the businesses I deal with. But trust me, if you fail in rehab, I have no problems with shipping you out to a fate worse then those of your aides may face if they seek to be disobedient slaves in their new locations."

Marcus grinned and hoped the cameras were focused on each of the groups as they heard of what was to become of them. He saw the shocked and nervous looks across the faces of the three studio reps and their aides who stepped back and gave the Mistress all the room She needed, thankful that they were still dressed and had their lives spared for another day. She then turned to the winners and smiled at them, a smile as cold as a Shark's as She nodded Her head to each of them. As for you good people, the reps will answer to me, and the aides will stay as special guests for training that will make them more valuable to me and to the studio heads who will test them out completely once their new programming has been trained into them. She let a small laugh slip Her lips as a noticeable sigh of relief fell from the female aids who had shifted in back of the men as if to use them as Shields from the Mistress.

She turned Her attention away from the others as She let her mental aura slip it's bonds and calm the Winners who would be staying with Her for the time being. She needed them to start feeling the control She now would wield as She marked each of them in a way that would allow them to hear her voice in their minds. For now the touch would be light and easy, accentuating the success of the pitches and planting code words that when used, would remind each of the reps and their aides who they now owed their allegiance to.

"My chief aid Marcus will tell you that I always toast the Winners of these games as we also bid Bon voyage to the losers and wish them well in their new lives and hope that they serve well the ones who will now own them. I enjoy a Bloody Mary as part of the ritual involved here. Now My fine man with the bottles, Issac has pulled down the base ingredients that go into the Bloody Mary toast I will share with the winners and their aides. But tonight, I was most fortunate to find these two earlier in the main floor of the club and found them quite suitable for my personal needs, and all of you, both winners and losers have enjoyed them as We had them plated and presented to you."

She nodded to Marcus who went over and knelt down beneath the French girl and undid the Breast pumps and disconnected her from the machine and with the help of another staff member, turned the girl over on her back and secured her again into the bound and spread eagled position, with her pussy right at the edge of the tray and her nipples swollen and leaking a bit of milk and blood from the milking process. She smiled and began to rub the girl's cunt more briskly and Her fingers reached into the tired girl and as they danced along her slit and the girl began to struggle in her bonds with need and desire, She nodded to Marcus who undid the leather restraints wrapped around the male slaves cock and balls and She began to stroke his swollen rod quickly and intently, tuning in Her spirit into the bodies of these two slaves chained nude and coated with the cooking oils that they had been coated in as part of the preparation and plating process.

The room grew quiet as the sounds of moaning and deep breathing came from the Mistress and the 2 slaves who She sought to bring to a long denied major release. The slaves had suffered much and been teased throughout, but not allowed fun release, and She wanted that now from them because they would be providing the key ingredients to the drinks that would be served in commemoration of another successful deal. She knew timing was to be crucial because of how the ingredients would need to be added to the main mix of the Bloody Mary drink. So she let her senses tune in only on the two slaves struggling in their bonds as She worked them for a deep release of the fluids that had been building up in each of them since She first took them into the playroom and began testing them out.

She heard the French girl moan and cry out in French as the orgasm built in her sex and felt the tremble and tightening of his cock in Her hand as She brought him to the edge as well. "Quickly Marcus," She hissed as he sent two girls with containers to stand at the base of each table ready to move in and collect once the dual orgasms were set in action. The room watched in fascination as all three of them seemed to breath as One as She played each of them as a Skilled Violinist would bring a hauntingly beautiful sound out of a music store violin. The male gasped and arched in his bonds, the Female let out a long loud cry in French and both of them began to shake and shiver as the orgasms She pulled from the center of their beings, erupted and their juices oozed from their bodies and into the vials that were being used to collect the fluids.

While the two slave were lost in their orgasms and shaking and coming hard as their juices were being collected, She moved over to where the girl was and leaned down between the French slut and slowly licked her wet pussy with her long tongue. As the slave moaned again from the pleasure of that action, the Mistress lowered her needle like fangs and found a swollen cunt lip and bit down into the throbbing flesh, bringing a loud scream from the slave girl who arched high into the Mistress's mouth as the pain of the bite also opened two small holes in the pussy lip and a small trickle of blood began to flow from the bitten lip.

A low growl of desire flashed from the lips of the Mistress at the scent and sight of the blood on the girl, yet She pulled Herself back to let the other girl collect the blood for the drink and She staggered over to where the male lay, his cock still hard, coated now by what of his juices were not collected for the Blood Mary drink, and She let her lips slide up and down his shaft. She sighed loudly as She let herself savor the taste of him. She had been wanting at this part of him for most of the night since She had first discovered that their was something different in him. She squeezed his sac and heard him moan and struggle then calm down as She squeezed harder to let him know She was in charge. The scent and pounding of his femoral artery was so close to the surface, She could feel the blood calling out to Her as She moved into position. She again pulled out her thin fangs and slid her hand down his shaft and squeezed until the skin swelled up from the constriction and She quickly sunk her fangs into the flesh and felt his blood swirling around Her Fangs as the both cried out at the action.

She fed gently on his blood, wanting to drink him dry, but knowing now was not the time, so She settled for a long sip of his Blood and felt it enter her body with a rush and tingle from the Sexual energy that She had flooded his body with to get him to this point. She also in the bite, injected some of Her blood into him in the exchange, and did not think twice of it, since this was part of the process. She now had the taste of him in Her and would be able to track him down no matter where in the world he might be. She stepped back up, clearing the hair from Her face as the small dose of Pureblood entered Her bloodstream and began to intermix with Her blood and create a new chemistry in Her system from the new blood pulsing in Her Veins.

The sensuality and sexuality of what had just happened, stunned the humans who had never seen such things before, and as the ingredients of blood and juices were withdrawn from the slaves, Marcus helped the Mistress back to Her chair as they awaited the mixing of the Bloody Marys for She and the studio winners tonight. She felt a buzz in Her body like She had never felt before after feeding on the blood of a human. Was this the doing of the pureblood in his veins? Her senses were sharpened and opened wider as She felt the emotional energy of all of the people in the room as never before. The force of the fear and sadness, the lust and the want, were as intoxicating to Her senses as if She had been on a 3 day blood binge along the back streets of Singapore. She grabbed onto Her chair to hold on as She sought to process all the new sensory feelings and bring them under the control of Her mind.

The shot glasses were filled with the traditonal Bloody Mary Mix, and then the first of two special ingredients was added. Vial # one contained the orgasmic juices that came from the two slaves, and was part of what gave the drink it's special kick. The finishing touch was when the vials of blood from the two slaves were mixed into the Bloody Mary mix and the real blood and sexual juices were blended into the overall pitcher. She watched and smiled as the containers from near where the girl had been milked were taken over to the bar, and poured into a series of smaller shot glasses with the breast milk from the French girl, to serve as an after drink chaser. She nodded to marcus who signalled the drinks to be passed around to the 3 studio reps who had won Her support for their projects and then he brought her Drink and the chaser and after setting it on the table beside Her, he stepped back to let Her make the traditional toast.

Her head still abuzz from the fresh blood She had taken from the slaves, She shook Her head softly from side to side as She enjoyed the aroma of the drink and chaser placed before Her. She was puzzled as to why She was feeling this way after such a small infusion of blood from the slaves, but She shook it off as She focused on those who would be leaving for their new lives. She would give them the same advice She gave to all who played the game and lost. What they did with it, would show what kind of future they have and if they might be of any use to Her somewhere down the road. She turned to the losing studio reps, now standing in a chained line, shock on some faces, anger on others and fear of the unknown on the remaining faces. She smiled, but no one in the group saw warmth, and eyes lowered as they listened. "For those of you headed to rehab, there is still potential for you to be of use and if you follow and learn well in rehab, I will make sure your return to Hollywood will be quiet yet successful for I will place you and your new indentity in better positions so you may be of service to Me there. However, if you think that this is just the standard industry form of rehab, then you will be shipped off to a new life where your staff has been sent, and I have heard of payback if the wrong studio rep finds a former aide turned slave in their new Owner's world. Strange things happen when karma comes around.

She smiled as She sensed the fear flooding the chained and collared reps and aides as they were pulled to their feet and lined up and prepared for departure. "For your aides, your life as you know it now is over. Where you are going for training, learn well, obey and you will make the best of your new world. I wish you well, for many of you will never see this place or this country again. If you think because you are Americans,you will find favor in your new lives, trust me my pets, the places you are being trained for and where you will serve, have major grudges against America and against Hollywood, so by all means, give them reason to take out thier cultural anger on you and you will rue the day you were born." She laughed softly as She saw the desired reaction in the new slaves, and turned to the winning reps and their aides. "To you my friends, come the perks of winning and moving a rung up on the ladder of success that has brought you to Hollywood and to my little game. I salute you and your aides and look forward to working with each of you, to benefit the project and to create a stronger and deeper network of friends who have learned that I am a Powerful friend, and a most formidable enemy."

She picked up the Bloody Mary and savored the aroma of Her drink of choice when seasoned with Fresh Blood. She smiled and took a deep drink of the Bloody Mary and felt the sweet taste wash down the back of Her throat. She moaned in pleasure at the sweet kick this blend had for Her as the drink went down smooth and amped her energy and senses to as high a level of awareness as She had ever felt them. She nodded to marcus who snapped out the command and the doors opened as the losing players were taken out on their chain gang for processing and shipment to the training centers. The doors shutting behind them cut off the noise of the shouts and moans that came from the gagged voices of those who now were the newest part of her store of products to serve and be used for the profit of the clan. She watched as the winning studio reps downed their Bloody Marys and watched with amusement the facial expressions of those tasting a true Bloody Mary for the first time. She chuckled again as She quickly downed the breast milk chaser and was pleased to see the reps handle the chaser much easier then the Bloody Mary. They would learn, She thought, as She still felt lightheaded from the fresh blood She had drawn from the slaves who were now being prepared to be shipped to the next stops in their indoctrination into their new lives under Her control.

The club staff moved in to where the aides were and quickly lined them up into boys and girls, placing a club collar around each aide's throat and cuffing their hands behind their backs. The reps turned to Her with questions in their eyes as the aides were chained in two separate lines. She smiled and looked at the fear and uncertainty in the eyes of the aides who had seen the fate that had fallen on their collegues from the other studios. "The collars and restraints are part of your training young ones as to how you can enjoy being a part of these special background Hollywood parties that everyone hears about. Once you have been properly trained, you will be fit with a stylish club collar that will alert the people in the know, that you have been trained by and are under My protection and will be able to serve and excel in any party they wish to book you for." She laughed at the confusion on all their faces. She motioned to her team who stripped the aides naked to their waists and tossed the clothes off to the side. They then moved to the reps and quickly moved in with a club collar for the reps and leather wrist and ankle cuffs wrapped around their limbs as the food and slaves on the table were wheeled out the back door and off for cleaning and placement at their next training sessions.

Karla, confused yet excited looked around as she felt the collar slipped and locked around her neck and she held still while the leather wrist and ankle restraints were locked into place. She took a deep breath and looked over to where her aides dimitri and elena stood chained and shackled, stripped to the waist and she felt a stirring in her loins as to a desire to control both of them, professionally and personally as well. A burning rush of desire flooded her body and when she turned her head back to the Mistress, she was shocked and embarassed to see the eyes of the Mistress staring straight at her, as if She knew what karla was thinking and feeling. She looked down automatically and felt her heart race faster at the look she had seen in the Mistress's eyes. She wondered what she was about to learn at the side of this Woman of amazing Power and control, and how it could help her career and her attempts to break through the glass ceiling at the studio. She did not know what was to come, she just knew that all things considered, she had a fighting chance here, as opposed to what had happened to the losers, and she was determined to embrace the opportunity for all it was worth.

"I will leave you now in the capable hands of my chief of staff Marcus," came the voice of the Mistress as all eyes once again turned towards the sound, and all heads bowed in instinctual respect. The aides will be taken to training rooms and tested for their abilities to follow orders promptly and with elegance, while you reps will be given a beginners introduction into power and control. Only then can I begin to work you into the picture here while we work on those special projects your studios have sought My help on." She stopped and slipped back into Her chair to watch as they winers and their aides were moved out the doors and on their way. She closed Her eyes, still feeling an unusual buzz in the back of Her head as if She was tuning into something She had never been aware of before. She licked Her lips as if to try and savor again the taste of the blood She had swallowed from Her feeding on both slaves. She felt a level of renewed energy that She had never expereinced before. It was like the night was young and She had not been burdened by the flight. She laughed and stood and stretched and felt her fangs slide quickly into place as She shape shifted through the several forms She could use and was shocked at how easy and quickly the transformations could now be done. As She settled back into Human form, she marveled at what a little Pureblood in one's system could do, and She began to appreciate even more the treasure that had fallen into her hands. She licked her lips, running Her tongue over the fangs as She headed for a change of clothes and a check on her unexpected treasure. "I hope he is able to recover quickly," She thought as She swiftly headed down the corridor to Her Private suite. "For I will need a better sample of his blood to process and test to confirm what my instincts are telling me."


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