"How was your flight Sir?"

Scott asked as he helped me out of my coat. Ah the comfort of the mansion is not replaceable with any hotel. It's funny how I always give humans the opposite idea.

"It was delightful, now how's she?"

"Oh you mean Tania, Sir? She's doing grand! She's healing and responding better, I believe her manners have improved too!"

Scott looked enthusiastic, and I was excited to see how she has been doing…OK I was horny and needed to feed too, but that's what she's in for anyway so whatever!

I opened the door quietly but it didn't pay off since she noticed anyway. Tania was dressed in a blue tank top and some shorts, sitting on the bed with a copy of "The Comedy of Errors" She looked…excited?

"Nice to see you again, pet."

She gave me the blank stare filled with hatred. So I guess she didn't realize that the "hard to get" shit only turned me on more.

"Hmm, haven't you missed me?"

I gave her a questioning look as I stood by the bed waiting for her slow-ass brain to register.

"What do you want? Can't you see that I'm busy?"

I slowly walked my way toward her, and hid the anger in my eyes. I pulled the book gradually from her grip as I locked my eyes to hers. Soon the book was flying out the window, and I was sitting on the bed. Grabbing her head by her hair, I pulled her close and gave her an apathetic look.

"Let's try again. Did you miss me, slave?"

That disgusting, not-so-hot, mortal, ugly ass, stupid bitch, inferior, pathetic excuse for a pet slapped me! I am her master!

I clutched my cheek as my eyes widened in anger! I was wondering what to do with her when I remembered something. All the sudden my smile was back.

"So Tania, I heard that you're a lesbian. Is that why you don't like me?"

"Not really, you look more feminine than my girlfriend. And with that tiny dick you might as well pass as a g…"

I stopped her with a harsh slap on the mouth; she turned to face me with blood all over her mouth, and an ugly, defiant smile on her lips. OK, this bitch has officially signed her death…OK torture warrant.

I dragged Tania by the hair to Tom's room, where he was sitting, apparently no longer angry with his own pet-who although evidently dumb- makes for a great sex partner.

"Tom, I need your help."

I threw her on the carpet where she inhaled sharply as she spat a mouthful of blood.

"Dude, whatever your sadistic game is, I'm not into it."

I know this isn't right, and I love Tom, but he just doesn't realize that if you're a vampire, it is your right to do whatever you want with your pet. I might be manipulative, but I still love Tom.

"She said you don't love me, and that we're dysfunctional twins whom will probably poison each other later on just to get to be kings all by ourselves."

I gave him my best wide-eyed puppy face that I knew worked after hearing his pet squeak like the fan girl she is.

"I don't want to poison you Tommi"

That worked as charm, he got up with anger evident in his eyes, grabbed Tania by the hair and fixed her head so he faced her. This Tom was the over-protective Tom that rarely shows up, but when he does, he tends to be scary.

"Is this true? Did you really say that?"

I swear to god he didn't even give her a second to talk, immediately her head was banged violently against the hard walls of Tom's room, and she screamed as he kicked he ribs while yelling at her to shut up.

Ah the joy of having a twin!

It only took fifteen minutes for us to end up in the dungeon with Tania. This is going to be fun.

So Tom had way too much enthusiasm for this, he was the one furiously tearing off Tania's clothes, but I enjoyed watching as my twin has finally started acting like me. OK, so I am a manipulative bastard, and he's slightly dense, but it's all in the name of fun!

Tania was completely naked, Tom was catching his breath, and I was smiling at all the lovely um…"disciplinary" machines around me.

I locked my eyes on a particular one that looked exceptionally painful.

"For your treason of speaking against the kings…"

I smiled and winked at Tania, the dungeon was dark and damp, but you can still see in it. I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her up to the table-like machine with the two wooden bars and a joint in between. There were straps on the wooden bars so I fixed her legs there while Tom worked on her torso; soon it was time for fun.

Once she figured out how that machine worked she panicked and started making throaty noises through the gag Tom fastened in an impressively professional way around her head.

I looked at Tom who hesitated at first not knowing if this was a good idea, then he just nodded at me with a devilish smile that reflected my own.

I pulled the handle on the joint; the wooden bars creaked as they moved from their previous parallel position to form one long bar, I wonder if that broke her hips. I gotta admit her splits didn't seem as graceful as I expected, but her twisted face made up for that, the throaty screams become those of unbearable pain. Well, after all I did force her into doing the splits by probably breaking some bones. Meh, it's not like I care!

The view was awesome; her pink little hole was screaming "come fuck me please!" and I being the nice person I am, had to obey its plea.

I took my pants off and when my underwear followed, Tom interrupted with a disturbed "Oh my god" and he turned around not wanting to face me. Pffft, as if he's never seen me naked before.

"Too young to see pee-pee parts aren't we Tommi?"

I humored as I shoved myself into Tania, who gave up screaming and was now crying freely. I adjusted the handle so the bars were slightly crooked and formed a wide V, call me sick but I loved the sound of cracking bones.

"Um no, it's just that that was unexpected."

"Aha, are you going to join though?"

"Say what?"

"Join? Aren't you going to join?"

"What? No!"

"Too bad though, seeing that she insulted us both, I thought maybe if we both contributed to the punishment…"

Tom turned around reconsidering my words, he took a look at me, and then at Tania who looked utterly pathetic by the way. I guess he was in since his pants where suddenly flying.

He straddled the bench she was lying on and carefully took off the gag, Tom took his shirt off and his toned muscles flexed as he lowered himself to face Tania.

"If you used your teeth, you'll have bigger problems than a broken hip, do you understand?"

She nodded.

Soon, Tom's dick was fully in her mouth and she was choking. Every time he pulled out his shaft would be glazed with blood from when we hit her earlier. This was going to be fun.

It's not always that I and Tom do these kinds of "activities" so it was nice for a change. Tania's crying was getting quieter and she looked ready to fall asleep from exhaustion. How can sex with two vampire royalty not excite her? I don't care if she's a lesbian. She is going to fucking like this!

I pulled Tom by the arm and with one look he understood what I wanted. He pulled out of her and walked toward me, I crawled forward to give him room, and he prepared to enter her anally. But being the nice twin he is he decided to ask me.

"Slow or rough?"

"You know it's rough!"

And he pushed himself in her full speed earning himself a coarse scream from my pet. She wiggled under the pressure of the two dicks violating her. This was really entertaining. Tom found my rhythm and worked by it and Tania's body was shivering and the blood from her ass was a strong reminder. Blood…I need to drink.

I crawled further atop of her causing Tom to lose balance for a second and he held my waist to regain it, soon I was there, licking off the sweat on her neck with one thought on my mind: her sweet, luscious…blood.

I sank my teeth there and heard a very familiar gasp; I started drinking the crimson heavens as I felt my needs getting the satisfaction it deserved. Soon I came in her, simultaneously with Tom. We looked at each other and giggled. It must be another one of those weird twin things.

We left her there in her misery. Later I'll send Scott and some maids to get her to the hospital, but for now, I had a debate to work on, and Tom had shitloads of explaining to do. After all, he did fuck up in America. I yawned and thought a nap would be perfect, I headed to my room, and collapsed on my bed.