All Red

by xDreamlessx

Since the loss of her mate, Victoria has been single-mindedly focused on Bella. At first she only wanted to kill her, but in stalking her she also developed an intense attraction to her, and instead she finds herself abducting the young girl and maybe even keeping her. Bella/Victoria.

34. Chapter 34

AN: Remember when I said I'd need a day or two extra? Well, I ended up just writing faster instead, lol. This one's 18,000 words, so settle in. Hope you like it. :)

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Chapter 33:

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It was Ms McKinney that spoke.

"Oh my god," she said, staring at the gun.

The hollowness of her voice made Bella smile. I smiled as well and moved over to the lightswitch and flipped it on.

Bright light illumined the living room. Ms Kinney had her hands up, clad in heels and her sexy black dress, and her fiancé was wearing a gray suit. Irena stood with a hand on her naked hip, smirking at them and assessing them. Tanya had her arms folded under her bare and shapely breasts and her eyes were lingering mostly over the face of the woman with short blonde hair. She seemed to think she was very attractive. The butch woman looked at us, her throat jerking with a gulp of fear, and then she tried to be brave.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Bella grinned at that but she didn't seem capable of answering right away, as if her excitement had frazzled her to the point where she actually couldn't remember. I smiled at her and decided to give her a little assist until she settled a bit.

"Think of it as a surprise engagement party," I said to our old friend Nicky. "Your fiancé mentioned she never had any strippers and, well, that just didn't sit right with us."

Until now Ms McKinney hadn't seemed to recognize me. But now the mention of strippers—the subject I had used to flirt with her at the club where I had found her—caused a new wave of panic to wash over her.

"Oh god," she said. "You're that woman from the club."

Nicky glanced at her in shock. Perhaps she suspected her fiancé of cheating on her the same way she had but of course Ms McKinney had proven quite a bit more steadfast.

"Don't worry, Nicky dear," I said to her. "Your fiancé would never cheat on you. I did hit on her pretty hard, but she was very faithful."

Nicky's slightly masculine face hardened. But even without makeup you could see how smooth and desirable her cheeks were and how nice her eyelashes.

"Who are you?" she demanded.

Bella was still grinning but she hadn't loosened up just yet. Her finger was curled around the trigger and she seemed to be focusing mostly on not squeezing it by accident. Again I thought she could use a little assist.

"My name is Victoria," I said, moving back over to the group. "And these are my friends, Tanya and Irena."

They looked at Irena and Tanya as I gestured at them. Irena continued to smirk and look them over and Tanya continued to gaze at the androgynous blonde.

I smiled and went to Bella and placed my hands on her shoulders.

"And this, of course, is my partner," I said. "Bella. You never met her, Ms McKinney, but Nicky did. Didn't you, Nicky?"

Nicky didn't answer, which was natural enough. Now wasn't really the best time to confess she had cheated with this darkhaired slut who was now in their house with a pistol in her hand. But her fiancé seemed confused and she looked at her girlfriend and at the smirk on Bella's face. I smiled at her.

"Nicky came to our house to do some work on our cabinets," I told her innocently.

Bella chuckled and added: "And a bit of work on me too—between my legs."

I sighed and rolled my eyes at her lack of tact. Poorly timed, that one. Ms McKinney didn't believe it for a second. She was still much too scared and distracted by the gun. Nicky had moved in front of her slightly as if to protect her and not even she was much fazed by the accusation.

"What the fuck is going on here?" she demanded again in an even firmer voice. "Is this a robbery?"

I waved that away dismissively and stepped aside from my mate. "No, no, no, nothing like that. But I'll let Bella explain it. Bella?"

Bella seemed surprised that I was giving her the stage, so to speak, but I felt she was ready. I gave her a nod and the nod encouraged her. A smile spread over her mouth and she turned back to these two women who were stranded at the edge of their living room, one of them cowering in a black dress, the other acting tough in a gray suit. She mouth curved up in a smirk as sharp as the knives that lay waiting in the bedroom and she said:

"We're not here to rob you," she said. "We're here to rape you."

Silence. No sound at all.

They didn't seem to know how to react. Their mouths were open. Four beautiful women with large breasts and perfect legs had broken into their house with the intention to pleasure them against their will. Was this a dream? A nightmare? Both?

You could see the fear and confusion and disbelief struggling in their eyes with just a hint of excitement around the edges. At first I wasn't sure if Bella's bluntness had been the right way to go but it was very effective here. It sent their minds spinning. Ms McKinney was even beginning to blush.

Bella chuckled at them and turned to me while still holding them at gunpoint.

"Look at them," she said. "They're not even scared."

Irena snorted at our targets. "Of course they aren't," she said. "We're probably the hottest women they've ever seen in their lives."

Nicky glared at her, as if to try and prove she wasn't turned on. Irena smiled and stared back with her arrogant amber eyes. Nicky's glare passed on to Tanya but there it faltered in confusion over Tanya's smile. Tanya was gazing at her, quiet and serene, and there was absolutely nothing about any innocent inch of her that suggested ill intent.

Bella gave them a moment to get their heads together and then she spoke again.

"Well?" she said to them. "You got anything to say?"

Ms McKinney licked her dry lips and let her hands lower slightly. "Look," she said. "I don't know who you are, but why don't you just put on your clothes and leave. Leave now and we won't even call the police."

Bella scoffed at that outright. "That's bullshit. Do you think I'm stupid or something?"

Bella lifted the gun threateningly. Ms McKinney jerked her hands back up and went afraid again. A sheen of tears finally appeared over her eyes. She glanced at her masculine partner for support and Nicky too finally felt fear. She lifted her hands at last and spoke to Bella.

"We have money," she said. "And jewellery. You can take everything. Just please don't hurt her."

It was impossible not to notice that her main concern was for her partner. How sweet. It made me smirk and Irena smirked as well and Tanya smiled. Bella laughed and aimed the gun at her face.

"Her?" she echoed. "Well, isn't that selfless of you. Big bad butch trying to protect her wife." Bella smirked at the blonde woman's face and then she took a step closer and walked right up to her slowly. "But guess what? There's nothing you can do. I'm going to rape her right in front of your eyes. And then I'm going to rape you as well."

Bella said all that staring directly into Nicky's eyes. Nicky was at least three inches taller than her and broader as well but she also had a gun to her head. I smiled and felt a small flush of pride for Bella. I knew she would be fine once she loosened up a little.

Nicky glared at Bella, at this girl who had seduced her into unfaithfulness just two days prior, and did her best not to look intimidated. Bella smirked at her and returned the stare.

"The only thing in your control is how painful it'll be," she said. Then she grabbed Ms McKinney by her hair. "Come here."

She jerked the other woman forward, causing her to gasp a little. Nicky flared in alarm.

"No," she said. "No—!"

Bella raised the gun at her quickly. "Don't move," she said. "I'm going to do something. Just to show you how serious this is. I don't want you to think this is a joke or that your lives aren't in danger. So watch closely."

Bella had a twist of Ms McKinney's hair in her hand, black with those girlish purple streaks, and now she lifted the pistol and clubbed her over the head.

Hard.

Nicky watched, absolutely paralysed. She had her hands up and now even her own eyes were glistening with tears. Her fiancé hadn't made a sound. Not a groan, not a cry. The only sound had been the dull thud of metal on her skull followed by her falling to her knees.

Bella was grinning and she still had a handful of hair and now she lifted the pistol again and clubbed her a second time. Then a third. Then a forth. Each blow as hard as the last. Slow and methodical. A demonstration of power and what she could do. Her chest was already beginning to heave with excitement and my own body came alive with excitement as well as I watched. Irena was grinning by now as well and she glanced at Tanya. Tanya's smile had faded somewhat but only a little. Bella was completely naked with a pistol in one hand and the hair of her victim in the other and I smiled as my eyes raked over her small, willowy, powerful body.

Ms McKinney finally whimpered, the pain catching up to the shock, and Bella stopped. She wiped the beading of sweat from her forehead with her wrist and then she levelled the pistol once more at the horrified butch woman who could do nothing but stand there as her fiancé and partner was beaten like a dog.

"You get the idea?" Bella said to Nicky. "You and your girlfriend belong to us now. So shut up and do as your told like good little girls and maybe you'll live to get married—that is, if you still want each other after we're done with you."

Nicky was gritting her teeth from anger and terror. You could see her jaw clench. Tanya had been watching her closely this entire time and now she came forward.

Everyone was surprised and watched to see what she'd do. She went directly to Nicky's side and put her hands at Nicky's waist. She was smiling up at her as if the other woman was some long lost lover and the butch woman seemed greatly taken aback by the purity of that gaze.

"You truly love her, don't you?" Tanya asked softly. "I can see it in your eyes."

Tanya lifted a hand and touched Nicky's face. Gently. Almost lovingly. Her fingertips brushed Nicky's lips and Nicky flinched back slightly. In fear. Surprise. Attraction. Her face was going red and she seemed mind boggled at how this naked beauty was gazing at her.

Tanya smiled at the reactions she was eliciting and continued talking to her as if no one else the room existed.

"You're actually very handsome," she said. "You remind me of a man I once knew. He had the exact same hair. He was very young and beautiful. He loved me very much."

Irena and I shared a glance. Neither of us quite knew what to make of this mood of Tanya's but clearly she was in control. She seemed to have seen a vision of her long lost mate in this boyish woman's features and she was quite swept away with it.

Bella, on the other hand, wasn't as apprised of Tanya's heartbreak as I was and she didn't know what was going on. Her brows drew into a puzzled frown.

"Tanya?" she asked.

Ms McKinney was still at Bella's feet with a handful of her hair wrapped in Bella's fist. She was sniffling to herself and looking at her fiancé—who was being seduced by an utterly flawless naked blonde woman. Tanya glanced at her briefly and then smiled at Bella.

"Do you mind if I have a little time alone with this one?" she asked, patting Nicky's chest and then taking Nicky's tie in her hand to fiddle with flirtily. "I find myself quite taken with her."

Bella raised her eyebrows in surprise and glanced back at me. I hesitated slightly. I wasn't sure if Tanya ought to be engendering feelings of protectiveness over these women, considering the aim here was to kill them, but I nodded.

Bella nodded as well and turned back to Tanya and gestured with the gun down the corridor.

"Sure, take her into the bedroom," she said. "We'll start with this one."

She gave Ms McKinney's hair a tug, eliciting a whimper from her, and Nicky fluttered in alarm—for her fiancé, not herself.

"No," she said, her voice edging toward hysteria. "Don't you fucking touch her. Don't you fucking…"

But her words trailed off as Tanya swept a finger along her jawline and drew her attention back to herself. Nicky looked at Tanya, as if by magic, and Tanya smiled at her.

"Shh," she whispered. "Don't worry about your fiancé. She'll be okay. All you have to do is cooperate. Come with me. You'll be gentle with her, won't you Bella?"

Tanya took Nicky's hand and Bella smirked at them.

"Sure," she said, and then she put the barrel of the pistol to Ms McKinney's head threatfully. "And hey, Nicky. Remember who I have out here. You better do every single thing Tanya tells you to do or I'm going to shoot your fiancé in the face. You got that?"

Nicky glared at her in pure terror and hatred but Tanya tugged at her hand softly like a siren or a seductress and Nicky was doomed to turn and follow.

Bella watched them till they disappeared down the corridor and then she turned her attention to Ms McKinney. The older woman was sitting on the floor, crying and wiping her eyes in her black evening dress, and she was shivering from whatever awful anticipation was stealing over her.

"Oh god," she said in a moan. "This can't be happening. This can't be…"

Bella laughed and began to pull her up to her feet by her hair. "Come on, don't fall apart now. We haven't even started yet. Come here, come here. It's alright."

Bella prodded her back with the gun and shoved her toward the couch. Ms McKinney sat down. Her eyeliner was smudged from tears and there were thin black streaks running down her cheeks. Bella grinned and sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her like an old friend. Irena sat at her other side and crossed her long and luscious legs and smirked at her quietly. The older woman looked between them both, her head turning side to side, and then she looked at me.

I was still standing there in all my naked beauty and now I sank down to my knees at Ms McKinney's feet. This seemed to frighten her even more than the pistol. Her dress came to midthigh. I smiled at her sexily and put my hands on her kneecaps. She went ridged and stiff all over but I didn't open her legs. Not quite yet. I just caressed her kneecaps gently. I wanted to savor that excitement in her eyes. That forbidden flicker that occurs when a woman is touched in a way so utterly wrong that it turns her on.

Bella was smiling at her too and she brushed the barrel of her gun along the older woman's tearstained cheek, making her gasp, before lowering it along her neck and letting it settle at her stomach where any shot wouldn't at the very least be fatal.

"Just relax," Bella whispered to her, like a date who was somewhat more assertive than the other was used to. "You're gonna love it, trust me."

The woman didn't answer but you could see in her eyes that enjoying it was precisely what she was afraid of. It even seemed to overpower her fear of death or whatever was happening to her partner in the room. You could almost hear her vagina humming and it was this hum that terrified her most.

Bella grinned at her and went on.

"I mean, come on," she said. "You've got a sexy blonde on your left and a sexy brunette on your right and a sexy redhead who's about to go down on you. Rape or not, you really shouldn't be complaining."

Irena smiled at that and then she reached into the neckline of Ms McKinney's dress and plucked out one of her soft and floppy breasts. Huge and natural. The breast hung down a little over the dress and Irena cupped it in her hand and caressed it.

Ms McKinney almost cried.

"Oh god," she said.

Irena smirked at her and leaned to kiss neck while she groped her up. She didn't speak. She didn't seem to have to. I admired her attitude and began to understand it better. I realized that to her none of this was a particularly big deal like it was for the rest of her coven or for me or Bella. She was only tagging along. The poor woman who's tit was being fondled was likely no more important or desirable to her than the animals she used to feed from before. Well. Maybe a little more desirable.

Bella grinned at what Irena was doing and looked down at me where I was kneeling on the floor. I smiled as well and then I gently pried apart Ms McKinney's knees.

They came open willingly enough with only slight resistance. Her panties were black like her dress and fashioned from lace like a mesh to protect the vagina behind them. I smiled and felt myself go intoxicated from the power of intruding on her most private area. I smiled up at her seductively and turned my face and leaned and placed a kiss on the inside of her warm and womanly thighs. She shivered and whimpered. Her scent waft over me and tingled in my head.

Her hormones were aroused.

Bella chuckled, still holding the gun to her stomach while her other hand was brushing away locks of her purple streaked hair. She was gazing directly into the older woman's face, eyes flickering, assessing, and she seemed to approve.

"You know, you're really hot for an older chick," she said. "Open your mouth a little."

Ms McKinney was entering a state of shock and she didn't seem to hear. She was staring down at me, much more scared of whatever I was doing to her. I had taken hold of her panties and now I was tugging at them, pulling them down and pulling the woman forward on the sofa to allow better access to her vagina.

Her panties came down and I unthreaded them from her legs with a smile. She didn't bother trying to close her thighs she only sat there shivering with her whole womanhood exposed.

"Oh god," she said again. "Please. Please don't do this."

Bella bought the gun up under her chin. The cold metal of the barrel finally distracted her attention back to Bella. Irena had a handful of her heavy breast and now she was leaning to suck at the stiffed nipple.

Bella looked at her with her eyes going cold and dominant.

"I said open your mouth," she repeated.

Ms McKinney's lip trembled with the gun under her chin and then she just gave up.

She opened her mouth.

The submission of the gesture made Bella grin.

"Yeah," she said. "You know you want it."

She then leaned forward and slipped her tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Ms McKinney's face trembled but she made no sound. I was watching from the floor, kneading her thighs in anticipation. A tear slipped from her eyes and rolled down her cheek and then she closed her eyes. Bella cupped her face with her gun-hand and continued to kiss her, moaning and tasting the inside of her mouth. I was so impressed with Bella's dominance. It took her a while to switch into it, and it was just a little bit blunt so far, but altogether she was amazing.

Irena by now had pulled out the second of Ms Kinney's lovely breasts and she was groping them up and smirking at me. I was glad she was amused and content to let Bella have most of the fun. Despite her standoffish demeanor she turned out to be quite a valuable if taciturn friend. I returned her smirk and watched as she lowered her mouth and sucked at one of those nipples. Ms McKinney's areolas were huge and stretched and a dark shade of pink. The nipples in the center of them were hard and she whimpered into Bella's mouth as those nipples were engulfed by Irena's lips.

Finally I lowered my eyes to her vagina. It was actually very attractive. Perfectly trimmed with only a fine furring of dark little curls. She wasn't wet but the mound of her vulva was swollen and juicy-looking. She had made very little resistance to the entire ordeal and there was no concealing her arousal. It was very clear even if I wasn't able to smell it. She was only human, after all. Just a woman. Who was attracted to other women and currently surrounded on all sides by ladies she could only dream of. One of them fondling her breasts, another tonguing her mouth. And me at her feet, between her thighs, staring hungrily at her vagina. I smiled at it and then leaned forward and placed a gentle lick of my tongue across the lips of her labia.

She moaned into Bella's mouth. Bella chuckled back and deepened the kiss.

The woman's orgasm was inevitable and it didn't even take that long. Her body was being stimulated in ways it had never been stimulated before. Manipulated. Violated. Her vagina didn't take long to wetten and her arousal was nice indeed. Warm and sweet. I licked it up and moaned and licked deeper. She whimpered and moaned and soon she couldn't even continue to kiss Bella. Bella smiled at her and let her catch her breath for a moment. The woman began to beg for us to stop but she only managed a few words before Bella put the gun to her temple. She was quiet after that and the only sounds that came out of her were moans and gasps. I had poked my tongue into the warm hole of her vagina and I was looking up at her. A naked redhead with red eyes and voracious hunger. She looked down at me in horror of what was occurring within her and tried not to come. Her tits were hanging out of her dress and both Bella and Irena were squeezing them and sucking her nipples. Her face was a conflict of terror and horniness and finally she could resist no longer. A cry came out of her and fluid gushed into my mouth. I smiled as I swallowed it down and continued to smile as I licked up even more.

The orgasm was obvious and Bella chuckled as she and Irena rose up from the older woman's breasts. Poor Ms McKinney was looked dreadful already, tits hanging out, slouched on the sofa with her legs open, mascara stained all over her red and dazed face, breathing, wheezing. Bella grinned and stroked at the older woman sweat damp hair.

"Now come on, be honest," she said. "Was that not the best orgasm of your life?"

Ms McKinney didn't answer. Instead she sniffled and started crying quietly as she straightened up and folded her arm over her exposed breasts. She wanted to close her legs as well but I was down there between them and I smiled up at her and gave one more kiss on the rich succulence of her womanly vagina.

"You have a beautiful vagina, Ms Kinney," I told her. "I enjoyed it very much."

The other woman shivered in revulsion and didn't respond. Bella put the gun to her head.

"Tell her thank you," she ordered.

Ms McKinney glanced at her in fear and then back down at me.

"Thank you," she whispered.

I smiled at Bella for the assist and then smiled at Ms McKinney.

"My pleasure," I said, and gave her one last kiss down there.

She shivered again. Irena was still sitting there quietly at her side and she was staring at her face and twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. Bella chuckled at the older woman's obedience and then she surprisingly clubbed her over the head with the pistol.

"Now get on the floor," she said. "It's our turn."

Ordinarily I would've been skeptical of that sort of brutishness but it seemed to work. Ms McKinney instantly slipped from the sofa and settled on the floor, almost as if it were a relief compared to what came before, and began to tuck her breasts back into her dress.

I rose and sat down beside Bella as Bella opened her legs and aimed the pistol down at Ms McKinney.

"Me first," she said. "And leave your tits out. They look better like that. In fact, take the whole dress off. Hurry up, I'm horny."

The older woman paused with one of her breasts only half in her dress. Perhaps her orgasm had emboldened her because her eyes finally went dark with anger and hate. She glared at Bella. Perhaps she had never been spoken to like that in her life. This strong and successful career woman, with an entire staff under her command. Now here she was, kneeling on her living room carpet with a gun pointed at her forehead.

But she knew she had no choice and she so took the breast back out of the dress before reaching for the zipper. Irena and I were sitting either side of Bella, like spectators or mere henchwomen, and we watched as the woman on the floor pulled the dress over her head and let it fall. Her huge and heavy breasts hung free and her black hair fell over her bare shoulders. She glared at Bella and Bella smirked and slouched on the sofa and opened her legs a little more.

"Go ahead, bitch," she said. "Start licking."

Ms McKinney glanced at the pistol and sniffed once and wiped her eyes but there was obviously nothing she could do. She lowered her gaze to Bella's vagina and then she bent forward and began to lick it.

A wide grin came over Bella's mouth. She put a hand in the older woman's hair and glanced at Irena. Irena smiled and she seemed to be content to let the girl have her fun. Bella giggled and glanced at me as well and then she moaned as the woman between her legs continued to lick at her.

"Mmm," she said. "You were right Vicky. It was a good idea to go after lesbians. At least they know how to lick pussy."

She moaned again and looked down. Ms McKinney was making no fuss or difficulties about her task and she only seemed to want to get it over with. I smiled and stroked at Bella's hair adoringly as her cheeks turned red from arousal.

"It also bypasses the initial disgust and hysteria," she said. "There's no way the poor woman would've been so quick to submit if she didn't find us so attractive."

"That's true. Mmm."

"It's a lot like relationships, I suppose," I went on idly. "The transition of a straight girl can be very fascinating, but in the end, there's no substitute for simplicity and ease of compatibility. A lesbian ought only to concern herself with other lesbians, really."

Bella moaned again but she seemed to have lost interest in my speculations on relationships. She looked down at the woman between her thighs and put the gun to her head.

"Hurry up, bitch," she said. "Make me come."

Ms McKinney made a small whimper at the touch of metal and began to lick harder. Bella liked that and she moaned and heaved her little hips at the older woman. I was watching with interest, watching at how that tongue flattened against my lover's vagina and lapped upward with so little hesitation or uncertainty. In truth I was rather surprised at how little resistance the poor woman had put up, gay or not. Perhaps deep down part of her did like it just a little bit. It was almost a shame she would have to die. If she lived through this perhaps in time she would even come to recall it with just a bit of fondness.

Bella grinned exaltedly and let her naked chest heave attractively and then finally she orgasmed with a lovely groan. Irena and I watched her and smiled and Bella took a deep breath.

"Okay," she said. "Who's next?"

Irena glanced at me and I gestured at her magnanimously. "Irena, please, I insist," I said. "I don't mind waiting."

I half expected Irena to demure politely but Irena was neither demure nor polite.

"Suits me," she said. "Ms McKinney?"

Ms McKinney sniffled to herself and shuffled over to Irena. Irena's legs were already open and the older woman gazed up at her for a long moment. Perhaps she hadn't noticed till that moment how outright incredible Irena was. Long blonde hair. Perfect face. Round breasts. But she was noticing now and she was spellbound for a moment before she finally shook herself out of it and lowered her eyes to Irena's vagina.

Irena's vagina was just as perfect as the rest of her and Ms McKinney leaned toward it with something close to actual desire. She began kissing it like a mouth. She even hooked one of Irena's slim long legs over her shoulder and shifted slightly on her knees to get into a better pussy-licking position. Irena smiled and watched and enjoyed the licking in silence.

Bella had been watching as well and now she laughed and spun to me on the couch. "Did you see that?" she asked me. "She didn't even protest. You think she's broken already? I mean, fuck, even I put up more of a fight than this when it happened to me."

Bella was very excited and I chuckled at her enthusiasm.

"Yes, but you were just a girl," I told her. "Ms McKinney is an adult. She understands her situation and she knows this is her only hope to survive it."

As I spoke I leaned across Bella and petted Ms McKinney on her head. Ms McKinney didn't seem to notice. Perhaps she was blocking us out or perhaps she really did enjoy Irena's vagina.

"You're doing very well, my dear," I cooed to her, stroking her hair. "Continue to be a such good girl and this will be over as soon as possible."

Bella smirked at that and I gave her a wink. It was common practice to lie to the victim and give them hope to keep them manageable but of course she would have to die eventually.

Irena was moaning softly by now and Bella smiled at her and began to stroke her breasts for her. Irena smiled and received some kisses from Bella as well while Ms McKinney continued to lick her and lick her and moan between her thighs. I watched them all and began to rub myself between my own legs, eagerly anticipating my turn. I was already getting wet and I used my other hand to toy with one of my nipples. Irena was getting closer to her orgasm and finally she came with the older woman licking her with more obedience than she had shown all night. There was simply something about Irena that commanded it.

Irena laughed softly to herself and even gave Ms McKinney a pat on her head.

"Not bad," she said.

Ms McKinney sat back on her heels demurely, kneeling there like a servant woman. Her eyes were entirely dry by now and in those deep-green pools there was a suppressed sparkle of excitement at what might come next. She looked at me and she was entirely correct.

I opened my legs and beckoned her forward with a finger that was wet from rubbing myself.

"My turn now, Ms McKinney," I said invitingly. "I'm nice and wet for you."

She shuffled over on her knees without speaking and again her eyes seemed to trip up over how beautiful I was. I caressed one of my big pale tits for her to see and smiled down at her. My smile disarmed her so much that she almost smiled back. Instead she just swallowed a lump in her throat and lowered her eyes to my vagina before leaning forward to lick it.

I laughed pleasurably as my wet womanhood finally received the attention it craved and Bella turned to me with that same grin from before.

"Holy shit," she said, watching the other woman eat me out. "I think she really is starting to like it."

I gave her a winsome smile. "Why would she not? At a certain point it's only natural."

Bella ran a hand through her hair and she seemed almost confused. "But…"

"But what, baby?"

"I thought it was only me who was supposed to like it? I mean, isn't that what made me special? That I liked everything you did to me?"

I smiled at her and then I gestured her forward so I could whisper into her ear without our victim hearing. Bella leaned forward and put her ear to my lips. I whispered very softly.

"Let's wait and see how much Ms McKinney likes it when she's tied up and bleeding like a slaughtered pig," I said. "Then we'll see how similar she is to you."

Bella grinned at that and I could see her insecurities smooth away. I smiled at her and I truly hoped she understood the difference. Bella's powers of endurance were otherworldly and her sexual appetite was demonic. There were no women in the world anything like her from what I had seen and certainly not this slightly overweight but more than passable interior designer between my thighs.

And more than that?

I just loved her.

Meanwhile my vagina had gotten quite slick and wet and Ms McKinney did seem to be enjoying it. She was pushing her tongue into my hole down there, all warm and wriggly, and Bella had begun playing with my breasts cutely to help me along. She pinched my nipples and rubbed them between her thumb and forefinger. She kissed me on the neck and cheek. I caught her lips with my own and opened my mouth for her tongue and she moaned and kissed me until finally I climaxed.

Bella had watched my face as it happened and she gave me another kiss to complete it. Irena had rose from the couch and she was wandering around the room, examining things on the mantle, the desk, drifting across the carpet soundlessly like a naked blonde ghost. Ms McKinney stopped licking me and looked up. With her tasks complete she seemed to grow anxious again. She glanced back over her shoulder at the tall blonde who was snooping through her living room and then she looked back at Bella and I.

"Is that all?" she asked. "Will you go now?"

Bella's lips spread in a grin. "Are you kidding? That was just the beginning. Come on, get up."

Bella rose from the couch and pointed the gun at her. Ms McKinney raised her hands and experienced a resurgence of terror.

"Please," she said. "I did everything you said. Just let me go. You don't have to—"

Something about the protests seem to incite Bella. At first she just listened. Then she grabbed the older woman by the hair, cutting off her words, and rammed her knee into her face.

I was surprised and even Irena turned around from where she had been flipping through a fashion magazine. Bella's knee had made a sickening thud into the other woman's face and now the other woman flopped over into the carpet and whimpered.

Bella kicked her in the midsection.

This surprised me even more. Why so vicious? I mean, really. I laughed to myself and covered my mouth as my eyes flittered over Bella's jiggling breasts. So unladylike to kick a woman like that.

"Stupid bitch," Bella hissed at the woman on the floor. "You were doing so good too. I was actually tempted to let you live. But then you had to annoy me, didn't you?"

She kicked again, right in the stomach. The woman wheezed and curled up, completely naked but for her shoes. Black pumps. Bella kicked her again and again and then she mounted on top of the woman and punched her in the face.

I laughed again from the couch. Good lord. What had gotten into her?

"Stop!" screamed Ms McKinney. "Please!"

She was trying to cover her face. Bella had the gun in one hand and her other hand was a closed fist that punched and punched at the woman's forearms. Eventually one of the blows got through and connected with one of the woman's eyes causing her to howl.

Bella was grinning and at this point she seemed to be quite carried away in this little frenzy of hers. Irena glanced at me with the magazine in her hands and raised an eyebrow. I agreed with her silent query and quickly rose and began to pull my mate away from our victim.

"Okay, my dear, that's enough," I told her gently. "Let's not get carried away too early, hm?"

Bella was breathing heavy and completely tense with adrenaline. She barked a little laugh and ran a hand through her hair.

"Thought you said I was in charge?" she asked me.

I smiled guiltily. "I did, didn't I? Sorry."

She laughed again and shook her head before fetching the woman on the floor a nice kick in the head. The woman whimpered and curled up and started crying. Bella grinned and hopped on her foot.

"Oww," she said. "Her head's hard as fuck."

"Yes, skulls generally are," I told her, and then I turned to our poor victim and helped her to rise.

Ms McKinney tried to shrink away from my hands and she was sobbing and her eyes were wet with tears again. But I was very gentle and soon I had her on her feet and in my arms. The woman shot Bella a glare filled with terror and loathing and Bella seemed to regret her violent rashness. Like me she wasn't the type of woman who liked to be reviled, even by her own rape victims. She had made a mistake by lashing out like that but it was okay. It was her first time and a misstep or two was to be expected. She was doing fantastically otherwise.

Irena closed the magazine she was flipping through and tossed it on the coffeetable before striding over.

"Give her here," she said, and snatched a handful of Ms McKinney's hair.

Bella and I were surprised but I let Irena take her. Irena held her tightly by the hair and spoke into her tear stained face.

"Listen to me," she said. "Don't let these two goofballs confuse you. We're here to rape and kill you and that's all we're here to do. So shut the fuck up, stop crying, and don't bother begging."

Ms McKinney's face crumpled up but before she could sob Irena gave her shove toward the corridor.

"Go," she ordered. "Into the bedroom."

Bella seemed a bit offended at being called a goofball but she lifted the pistol at Ms McKinney. I was a mite offended too. I said nothing but just because I liked to play with my victims didn't mean I was a goofball, for god's sake. Irena smirked at us and tossed her chin for us to get moving, as if we were simply victims as well. Bella and I shared a glance but we smiled a bit too.

Ms McKinney cried to herself all the way down the corridor but she stopped in shock as we entered her bedroom. She was looking around as if she didn't recognize it. The light was on and it was like walking into the interior of a giant plastic bag. The walls were completely covered and all of the furniture as well. Bella prodded her forward with the pistol and she staggered further into the room, now shocked by something else.

Her fiancé.

Making love to Tanya.

That's what it looked like. Not rape. Not sex. The yellow bulb overhead was filtered through the plastic and it gave the room a warm romantic glow. And in the middle of the bed were two women entangled in each other's arms and legs, one of them with long blonde hair and a feminine figure, the other with short blonde hair and more muscular limbs. Nicky had somehow come to wear a strapon. Tanya must've put it on her in order to more accurately recreate her long dead mate. The strapon was buried inside Tanya's vagina and the two of them were squirming and moaning and crackling on the plastic that covered the mattress like something on display there.

Ms McKinney looked absolutely soulcrushed, even though her fiancé certainly had no choice in any of this. She was holding her stomach from where she had been booted and one of her eyes was swollen and blackened and blinking in despair at how her girlfriend, her partner, her fiancé, was not only utterly unscathed but wearing a strapon and humping gently at another woman's vagina with that other woman's long legs wrapped lovingly around her hips. A woman who was young and blonde and utterly superior to her in every way.

Tanya held Nicky's complete attention but eventually Tanya broke the kiss and looked over. She kept her arms and legs wrapped around the woman between her thighs possessively and she smirked at Ms McKinney. The smirk was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. It was pure feminine superiority. Bella chuckled and I smiled as well even though I did feel badly for Ms McKinney. Nicky had looked over as well and her hips stopped moving in shock as she laid eyes on her fiancé. At the black eye and injured midsection. At the expression on her wet and crestfallen face. Instantly her eyes filled with tears and two of them rolled down her masculine face. Tanya smiled and wiped them away with her hand and pulled the other woman into another kiss.

Bella grinned and put the gun to Ms McKinney's head from behind like a hostage.

"Looks like she's into it as much as you are," she said. "Let's watch for a bit, huh?"

Ms McKinney sobbed. "Please," she said. "Please stop this. Don't do this to her."

Bella laughed at that. "What are you even begging about? Can't you see she likes it? Besides, there's no reason to feel bad for her. It's not the first time she's cheated on you. Only this time she's doing it right in front of you."

The older woman twisted around in a sudden fit of temper.

"Nicky never cheated on me, you sick bitch," she spat.

Bella smirked and raised her eyebrows. "No?"

On the dresser was the array of knives and toys and other things. One of those things was a smartphone. Bella grabbed the phone and loaded up a certain image. Ms McKinney noticed the collection of knives on her dresser for the first time and stared at them for a long time. But then her eyes wandered to something even worse.

The picture on the phone.

Bella was holding it up for her to see and the picture clearly showed her fiancé sitting on the edge of a bed with a topless young girl, who was slimmer than her and longer haired than her, kneeling between her thighs to eat her out. She stared at the picture in disbelief and slowly her eyes filled with tears.

Bella chuckled at her expression and gave her a smirk similar to Tanya's.

"That was taken two days ago," she said. "And trust me, there were no guns involved. Just one sexy young girl and one unfaithful butch fiancé."

Ms McKinney turned her lost eyes onto the bed. Nicky was on her back and Tanya was mounted over the strapon like a queen. Nicky had heard the accusation of her infidelity and the absolute guilt and remorse in her light blue eyes was even more proof than the photo. Neither of them said anything. What could they say? Tanya was grinding her hips against the strapon with her breasts heaving nicely and then she lowered her body across the body of the woman beneath her and turned her face away from her fiancé's and applied a luscious and loving kiss onto her mouth.

After that Ms Kinney stopped begging. For either herself or her fiancé.

Tanya had already been alone with Nicky for the entire time we'd been out in the living room but she still seemed quite a distance from her orgasm. Perhaps they'd spent a bit of time getting to know each other first. We watched them both for a long time, Ms McKinney with the gun to her head, and Tanya didn't mind the audience. Her sexual prowess was on full display and even I was greatly impressed. There was a thousand years of practice in those hips and she wielded them like the succubus history had labelled her. It was clear to see why so many hundreds of men had died in the pursuit of her vagina before she switched to animals. If the strapon had been a real penis it might've melted off inside her by now and even with that length of plastic to endure the brunt of the assault Nicky was helpless. Her face was dull red and dazed and she seemed utterly enslaved.

Bella was mesmerized as well and she watched with true admiration. I did as well. Ms McKinney was watching as well but with rather less admiration. Her face was blank and sad and not even crying any more. Occasionally her eyes would connect with the eyes of her fiancé but Tanya never let the eye contact occur for very long. Irena seemed the least interested in the spectacle and while it was happening she browsed the tools I had set out on the dresser and finally selected one of the other strapons. It was black and thick. She put it on and buckled it up, with all the other women in the room glancing at her, and then she leaned back against the dresser and continued to watch.

Tanya was closer to her orgasm by now and she was laying on her back in the middle of the plastic with her legs wide open. She was holding Nicky's face and gazing into her eyes with an echo of the love she'd had for her long lost mate and Nicky was driving the strapon into her, again and again, harder, angrier, until it was Tanya who started to become helpless. The plastic was crackling underneath them like the sound of a fireplace and together they made quite a tableau of what passion was supposed to look like. Tanya was gasping louder and louder and Nicky was thrusting at her harder and harder, trying to hurt her but only driving her closer and closer to climax. Tanya's mouth curved up into a smirk and her spine curved up off of the mattress as suddenly she was seized in one of the most exquisite orgasms I had ever witnessed in another woman.

Nicky collapsed on top of her, sweaty and exhausted. Tanya chuckled in satisfaction and hugged her as if they were lovers. Until the butch woman squirmed and began to struggle off her. Tanya let her go and continued to smile. I watched her expression the entire time and I tried to get a sense of whether or not she was actually in any kind of delusion. I didn't think so. She seemed to have only been pretending and she knew that this woman was not her mate. I was glad for that. I didn't want her to have any protective feelings when it came time to kill her. Nicky shuffled away from Tanya and sat there in the bed with the wet black strapon poking up from her lap. She looked lost and utterly violated. Tanya sat up as well, folding her legs closed, and smiled at her.

Bella still had the gun to Ms McKinney's head and now she tossed her chin at Tanya.

"You done with her, Tanya?" she asked.

Tanya nodded, still gazing at the other woman in the bed with her. "Yes," she said. "I guess so."

Then she gave the other woman a kiss on the cheek and got out of the bed.

Nicky and Ms McKinney were doing nothing but looking at each other. The reality of their situation seemed to be settling over them and in their eyes was nothing but a frail hope that they would be okay.

Tanya tossed her hair flippantly and looked at Ms McKinney.

"What do we do with them now?" she asked no one in particular.

"I don't know," Bella said. "What do you think, Vicky?"

I smiled and looked at our two victims. Truthfully I was at a loss as well. Tanya strange mood had taken me rather off guard.

Irena unleaned from the dresser and grabbed Ms McKinney by her hair.

"I say it's time we stop being so gentle," she said, and then she bent the other woman over the bed and rammed the strapon into her vagina from behind.

Ms McKinney howled.

I had to laugh. Irena and Tanya were both so full of surprises tonight. It was a masterful move and it reinjected the gathering with some much needed animation. Bella laughed as well and Ms McKinney started screaming as the strapon penetrated her interior to the tip and even Tanya smiled with a little bit of uncharacteristic meanness at the other woman's pain.

Nicky sprang up in the bed in distress and even with all her appearance of manliness there was little she could do but scream like a woman.

"No! Help! Help! Somebody please—!"

Tanya slapped her across the face so hard she fell off the bed.

Thump.

I had to laugh at this as well. I had been worried that perhaps Tanya might object to any harm done to this butch woman who reminded her of her mate but I suppose there was nothing to worry about. Tanya grabbed her up by her short blonde hair, smiling, and forced her to look at her fiancé.

"Look at her," she said. "Watch. There's nothing you can do. Just give up. There's more dignity in it. We all know how this ends."

Nicky was sobbing helplessly as her fiancé was raped right in front of her eyes. Ms McKinney was wailing and half collapsed into the bed with her hips in the air as Irena gripped them and outright impaled her from behind like a medieval punishment.

Nicky struggled against Tanya's grip in her short blonde hair but there was nothing she could do even if she got free.

"Oh god," she sobbed. "Stop it. Please. You're hurting her. Stop. Please!"

Bella was getting annoyed at the noise and she grabbed one of the ball gags from the dresser and tossed it at me. "Get a gag on butch. Before she screams for help again like a little bitch."

I was glad to see my darling mate was still in command and I did what she said, slipping the gag over Nicky's mouth and buckling it behind her head. It didn't stop her from screaming but it did muffle it. Hopefully the neighbours hadn't heard anything or we'd have to end this more quickly than we'd hoped.

Bella watched these proceedings like small mistress and retrained her pistol on the gagged woman.

"Yeah," she said. "Not so butch anymore, are you? You're just a helpless little woman like the rest of us. Only me and my friends are helpless to something else. You're helpless to us."

Nicky didn't seem to hear. She was howling into the gag and watching the unrelenting rape of her partner and fiancé. Tanya held a grip in her hair and forced her not to look away.

Ms McKinney by now had stopped screaming and she was only sobbing. Her vagina had been stretched but it wasn't torn or damaged and the strapon was sliding in and out of her like a piston into a piece of machinery. Irena had a grip on her hips and she did not relent for even a second. Ms McKinney was on her hands and knees in the bed and her tits were hanging and swinging and eventually she collapsed further until her face was in the plastic.

Irena continued to rape her, in and out, and it was only a matter of time before the other woman's vagina began to respond. She had even stopped sobbing by now and all she did was whimper as her vagina betrayed her and moistened and allowed smoother penetration, faster thrusts, a more pleasurable rape.

Bella was grinning and she nudged at Nicky's gagged face with the pistol.

"Look at her," she said. "You can tell she likes it. You should've seen her out in the living room. She orgasmed like a little slut when Vicky went down on her. And then do you know what she did? She ate my pussy. Licked it right up. Then she did the same to Irena's pussy. Then Vicky's. All three of us, one after the other. And you know what else? She didn't even put up a fight. She liked it. Just as she likes how Irena is raping her right now."

Nicky sobbed into her gag as tears poured from her eyes.

Ms McKinney was moaning and she was indeed on the verge of orgasm. Her eyes were closed and her face was being shoved into the plastic over the mattress. Her hips were in the air like an animal in heat and there wasn't any kind of resistance in her entire body. Least of all in her vagina. It was wettening even further and gripping on that shaft and spiking in pleasure with each thrust and it was her vagina itself that seemed bent on her humiliation even more than the actual rapist.

Irena grinned and smacked one of her large round buttocks and made it jiggle and then retook her grip on her hips and raped her even harder and harder until at last that wet and ravaged hole was forced into an orgasm that made the woman bawl like a cow.

Nicky watched all this but of course there was no disgust or ill will in her eyes for her partner. Only pity and despair. Bella grinned at her and tapped at her skull with the barrel of the pistol.

"See?" she asked her. "Nothing but a slut."

Nicky ignored her, lost in the absolute sorrow of her partner's pain and humiliation. Irena pushed the woman off the strapon and Ms McKinney curled up and sniffled.

"Please," she said. "No more."

She broke down into sobs. Bella had turned to the dresser and now she set down the gun and selected a knife instead.

"Someone get a gag on that whore and tie them up," she said, raising a large stainless steel hunting knife to examine the edge. "I'm gonna make these bitches scream."

Tanya, Irena, and I glanced at her, half amused, half impressed. A pale and petite seventeen year old girl admiring a knife for sharpness while leading a gang rape.

"And someone put a blanket on the bed," she added in a loud command. "I'm not gonna fuck on plastic."

We exchanged glances among ourselves too, not knowing whether to laugh or shake our heads, and then we set out to follow our orders.

I had packed a set of bedsheets that could be disposed of later while leaving the original bedcovers intact and I quickly unfolded them and spread them over the plastic. The plastic didn't bother the body of a vampire, it was even sort of nice, but Bella's warm skin would no doubt prefer the feel of a nice cotton-silk blend. I used the staple gun to staple the sheets down and hold them in place and then I put a staple into Ms McKinney's head too just for fun. The woman screamed and flared about and a subtle scent of blood moved through the room. Bella laughed and grinned and watched everything with the knife in her hand and her nipples hard.

Irena then passed me a gag and I inserted the black rubber ball of it into Ms McKinney's sobbing mouth before buckling it behind her hair. There was a little wet patch of blood where the staple had grazed her but I was very gentle. I didn't want to hurt the poor woman too much. I'd leave that for Bella. The sobbing went muffled but her body was much too sore to put up any resistance. But the sight of her gagged and broken down with desperation gave her fiancé Nicky a sudden surge of strength. The gun wasn't trained on them anymore and she actually tried to twist out of Tanya's grip. Which was impossible, of course. Tanya held her firmly and forced her onto the bedsheets before handcuffing her to the iron bar above the headboard. The headboard was about the only thing in the room not covered by plastic.

Nicky screamed into her gag and kicked with her legs and thrashed about but Tanya only hovered over her like a mother tucking her little boy into bed. She stroked Nicky's brow and smiled at her and Nicky jerked and tugged at her handcuffs before looking over at her fiancé. Ms McKinney was being handcuffed as well and soon the two of them were laying side by side on the bedsheet with the plastic crackling beneath them. Nicky gazed at her in absolute sorrow and helplessness and Ms McKinney wept with one black eye and a little bit of blood on her forehead.

They looked at each other for a long time, as if they just couldn't believe what was happening to them. An hour ago they had been a normal couple. Or even an exemplary one. Two women who loved each other and were engaged to be married. Who had endured difficulties and same-sex stigmas and worked through it all together. With plans to have children and raise a family. To live happily ever after. And now here they were. Handcuffed to their own bed. Naked. Humiliated. Crying and squirming with their tits exposed and their legs bare and their vaginas already violated. Soon to be killed and butchered like meat. I smiled at them and I actually thought it was rather romantic. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it was the closure of it. Together they lived and together they loved and now together they would suffer and die. True partners. Till the very end.

Not quite the honeymoon they had envisioned perhaps but I'm sure we could make it special for them. Bella was still giving orders, waving the knife like the baton of a conductor—as I had described her as last night—and the rest of us hastened to obey.

We had bought along quite a selection of sextoys and among the collection were a handful of tiny vibrators shaped like bullets. They were pink and plastic and we used a special kind of body tape to stick them to each lady's nipples. Each nipple received two little devices, one on either side of those hard nubs, and it was quite cute to watch them try and shake them off by waggling their chests. The tape held fast, though, and all they succeeded in doing was shaking their tits attractively. Especially Ms McKinney. Her boobs were huge and they moved all over her chest like large jello-moulds. Nicky's breasts were rather smaller, especially with her laying on her back with them flattened down a little, but still very sexy.

After that we made sure their lower holes were taken care of with vibrators as well. Ms McKinney seemed like the kind of woman who enjoyed something large and thick and I selected something which seemed to suit her. She was then instructed to open her legs and she actually refused, glaring at me with tearstained eyes and vibrators taped to her nipples. Bella put the knife to her throat and repeated the request and still she hesitated for a moment. But eventually she let her legs open and I smiled and inserted the huge pink vibrator into her already ravaged womanhood. The vibrator had an extra prong attached to it with a clamp like rabbitears and I made sure to clamp it to her clitoris for extra stimulation. Her face sagged in despair as the whole thing began to hum inside her, filling her with pleasure, and I asked her if she would like something in her ass as well. She couldn't answer with the gag, of course, but I could see in her mascara-stained eyes that she did. So I took a nice little string of pink anal beads and inserted three of them into the hole between her buttcheeks. She seemed to like it although it was difficult to tell from all the crying.

Nicky was even more obstinate. Somehow being tied up and gagged seemed to have emboldened her. Perhaps she now realized she had nothing to lose. She kicked and screamed and sobbed and we laughed at her until she quit. She was still wearing the strapon and it had been flittering around fiercely from the movements. Bella eventually climbed on top of it and straddled it with her vagina and began to ride it triumphantly, forward and back, while Tanya watched and offer tips on how to properly stir the shaft inside her. Bella moaned and smiled and then she leaned down and placed the edge of the knife to Nicky's throat. Fear came into the gagged woman's eyes and Bella stared directly into them and smiled and continued humping the strapon until she climaxed. I was half worried she would murder the poor woman right then but she managed to restrain herself. Instead she dismounted from the strapon and unbuckled it and put it on herself.

Both Bella and Irena were now wearing long black strapons and they looked like a pair of dominatrices, mistress and apprentice, as they turned Nicky's hips on their side and lifted one of her legs and shoved their strapons into each of her holes. The butch woman was obviously unused to any kind of penetration and she screamed into her gag and cried and sobbed. Bella and Irena laughed and coordinated their thrusts, cautioning each other to go slow, and soon Nicky stopped struggling and submitted and settled down into quiet weeping.

Meanwhile Tanya had took an interest in Ms McKinney. So far she had mostly been enamoured with the butch woman's resemblance to the man she lost but now perhaps she had a mind to indulge more feminine delights. She sat down on the bed beside the more voluptuous woman and smiled at her and simply watched her for a while. Ms McKinney was laying there with her legs open and her lower body completely stuffed with vibrators and anal beads and her nipples were humming under vibrators as well. She was blushing and her eyes were lidded. Tanya leaned to her face and unbuckled the gag briefly. Instantly the other woman began to beg but Tanya only smiled and caressed her fevered cheek and applied a luscious kiss onto her mouth. I watched them, smiling, and then I began licking between her legs. There was a lot of fluid build-up around the shaft of the vibrator and I licked all around it, causing the other woman to groan into Tanya's mouth. The tail of the string of beads was laying on the sheet and I decided to push one more of the beads inside her. Her lower body clenched and shivered in response and I continued licking at her wetness until finally she orgasmed.

Tanya had been kissing her at the time and Ms McKinney whimpered the climax into her mouth and again began begging in a broken voice. Tanya merely smiled and put the gag back into her mouth. I left the vibrator inside her and the beads as well and teased her to go ahead orgasm as much as she pleased.

By now Nicky too was on the verge of orgasm. Her body was betraying her the same way her fiancé's body had. Her vagina had begun to wetten and Bella's strapon was gliding in and out of it. Her asshole had stretched and Irena's strapon was also meeting little resistance. They were smiling and talking about how they could feel the strapons poking and bumping into each other inside her. In addition to this Nicky also had two little bullet vibrators taped to her nipples. The poor woman was enduring quite an erotic assault and I could only image how humiliating it must've been for her. This was a woman who considered herself different from other women. Who dressed different and acted different. But under the clothes and the masculine swagger she was still just a woman and she was learning now exactly how much of a woman she really was. Her hands were handcuffed to the headboard and she was staring across the bed at the fiancé she had failed to protect. She was crying and gasping into the gag and her face was red and wet with tears and sweat. The orgasm was coming and she had no control over it. No control over anything. Bella and Irena continued to rape her, harder and harder with sharp thrusts of their hips, and finally Nicky seemed to give up. You could see it in her eyes. She was so tired of struggling. So exhausted. The orgasm was so close and the orgasm was relief, release, reprieve. All she had to do was let go and so she did. She closed her eyes and moaned into the gag and allowed the orgasm to take her.

It was beautiful to watch but of course it didn't last forever and neither did the poor woman's moment of release. Soon her eyes were open and filling with fear at what was coming next. Bella mocked her a little bit and then she inserted a small egg-shaped vibrator into her vagina and one into her asshole as well to keep her warmed up. Nicky didn't struggle. She accepted them inside her and closed her legs and let her head roll to the side to gaze at her partner.

By now both of them were simply defeated. They lay there, naked, sweaty, gagged, handcuffed, stuffed with vibrators. It was interesting how far they had sunk in the span of one night. What used to be strong independent women were now reduced to nothing more than mere vessels of pleasure. And soon to sink even further.

Tanya and I had gotten quite horny through all this and we bent over for Bella and Irena to fuck us into a couple of orgasms with the strapons. After that they took the strapons off and dropped the wet sticky shafts to the ground. Our two victims were watching us, perhaps hoping that the ordeal was over and we were going to go away now. But unfortunately for them we had hardly gotten started.

We'd all had a great deal of fun raping them but now it was time to move on to other things. Bella took a black paddle with metal studs on it from the dresser and smiled at us and the rest of us were content to let her have her fun. Between Tanya and Irena and I there were hundreds or even thousands of victims. But these was Bella's first ones aside from her friend Jessica. Bella smiled at the half-broken women handcuffed to the bed and tapped the paddle against her hand and asked which one of them would like a spanking. They glanced at each other in fear. Bella grinned and told them to hurry up and choose. Whoever volunteered could save the other one. They still hesitated slightly, their eyes filled with tears, but then a moan of acceptance came from Ms McKinney. I was surprised. I would've thought the butch one would be the first to jump to her partner's defence. The same thought seemed to occur to Nicky herself and instantly she began moaning and shaking her head, as if to volunteer instead. But Bella only shrugged at her as if it was too late.

Ms McKinney was very brave about it and in hindsight perhaps it wasn't so surprising that she had been the first to volunteer. She was older and wiser and despite her more femme stereotype she seemed to be the stronger of the pair. Bella told her to get her ass in the air and she did so, struggling onto her knees and turning around to present her behind with her hands still cuffed to the iron bar over the headboard. The anal beads were dangling out of her ass like a tail and the huge pink vibrator was still humming inside her vagina. Nicky was still shaking her head and groaning desperately, begging for us not to do it, but Bella only smiled at her and lifted the paddle and slammed it down on Ms McKinney's buttocks.

A delicious scream was smothered into her gag and I couldn't help giggling. There was something so cute about an older woman being spanked like a little girl. But she was a very youthful woman at heart and perhaps she could see the thrill of it. Nicky screamed as well, in distress, but Bella once again ignored her and raised the big black paddle and smacked it against the older woman's ass. Both of those large buttocks jiggled and the anal beads waggled like the tail of a puppy. I giggled again and watched eagerly as Bella smacked her a third time across that huge womanly ass. The woman screamed and her tits wobbled from her chest. Bella wasn't holding back. She was hitting her very hard across her rump and now she did it again. And again. And again. Each time harder and more vicious. There was no intention to pleasure here. This was only pain and humiliation. Ms McKinney was sobbing in pain by now and her ass was completely red. Bella lifted the paddle again, grinning, and this time she smacked it down across the anal beads. Ms McKinney howled in agony and sank onto the bed, unable to endure anymore. Nicky was sobbing and pleading into her gag. I smiled and watched Bella lift the paddle and continued to smack the broken woman in the bed. Most of the blows hit her buttocks or her thighs and Bella didn't pause to let her catch her breath. Bella herself was wheezing by now and the room was filled with the sounds of gagged women and slapped flesh.

Bella continued to beat the woman until her arm got tired and then she stopped and grinned and blew out a breath and ran a hand through her hair. Tanya and Irena and I were watching, silent and impressed, and she gave us a bashful smile with the paddle in her hand and her titties exposed before turning her attention to Nicky.

Nicky glared up at her from the bed in pure hatred and Bella smirked at her and began to rub her clit with her free hand. The butch blonde woman still had those two egg-shaped vibrators inside her and with the extra clitoral stimulation she soon climaxed again, even after just witnessing her fiancé being brutally beaten. Bella then licked her fingers and confessed that she had lied. She had been planning to paddle them both anyway, she only wanted to see which one would volunteer first. Nicky continued to glare at her brokenly and Bella told her to get on her knees and put her ass in the air. Nicky refused to do it. She seemed to not care about the consequences. Bella shrugged and told her to suit herself. Then she lifted the paddle and smacked it down across the butch woman's face.

Ms McKinney had been watching and she screamed in concern even through her haze of pain. The blow broke Nicky's nose and blood squirted out. The scent of it infiltrated my head instantly and both Tanya and Irena seemed to go dizzy beside me. The three of us swayed slightly but now wasn't quite the time. Bella was still having her fun. Our eyes refocused and by now Bella was lifting the paddle again. Once again she bought it down across Nicky's face. Nicky didn't make any sound and her legs weren't moving. Perhaps the blow dazed her. Ms McKinney was crying her eyes out but Bella simply continued to beat Nicky across the face for a while, fascinated by the damage she was doing and the power she was wielding. Eventually there was an odd strangling sound and Nicky's body bucked once. A small little spasm. Bella laughed as if she had made a mistake and then quickly dropped the paddle and unbuckled Nicky's gag. Nicky spasmed again and coughed up a mouthful of blood and several teeth. Her face was a bloody and mangled mess and her eyes were only half-conscious slits. Ms McKinney couldn't even cry anymore. She just watched in pure black dread. Nicky coughed up another tooth and then Bella laughed again and put the gag back.

After that she still wasn't done. Ms McKinney was laying on her back again and Bella went over and began to paddle her tits. She seemed to think it was funny. Simple things for simple minds, I suppose. She whacked at those big blobs of fat on the other woman's chest until they were bruised and discoloured. The tiny bullet vibrators attached to her nipples had flown across the room. The woman herself was trying to turn away but Bella kept pulling her back. She smacked at those tits a little more and then she lifted the paddle and told the woman to open her legs. The vibrator was still inside her and Ms McKinney seemed to know exactly what was coming. But she did it. She opened her bruised thighs and Bella grinned and smacked the paddle into the vibrator. Ms McKinney sobbed but she didn't seem to have too much of a throat left for screaming. Bella smacked the vibrator again and drove it in even deeper and then she just laughed and pulled the vibrator out and tossed it aside casually before beating the woman over the face for a little bit instead.

Finally she was finished with the paddle. She let it fall to the floor and then she wiped her sweaty forehead and took a deep breath. Irena was leaning against the dresser casually, like a woman at a bus stop, and she inquired if perhaps we could feed soon. Bella assured her we could feed soon but she just wanted to do a few more things. I smiled at her enthusiasm but cautioned her about being selfish. She pouted but she agreed that maybe we ought to have some fun as well so the next thing she selected from the dresser was the knife she had set aside earlier.

Bella smiled and announced it was time for the appetizer, much to the delight of every vampire in the room. The opening course was big sweaty tits and Ms McKinney shook her head in desperation as Bella plucked up one of her nipples and stretched her breast taut and put the knife to it. Bella ignored her and grinned and then proceeded to cut into the flesh, causing the other woman to scream louder into the gag than she ever had before. The skin was tougher than Bella thought and Bella had to saw into it. She sliced off the entire nipple and suddenly the breast simply sagged back onto the woman's chest with gouts of blood pumping from the red hole where her nipple used to be.

Bella giggled and tossed the nipple over her shoulder and told us to help ourselves. We exchanged glances, half in disbelief, and then suddenly Irena swooped to the pumping breast and began sucking and swallowing the blood gushing out of it.

Nicky by now had roused and she was gazing at her partner with her broken and blood stained face. Bella punched her in the nose and made her cry and then she yanked away the bullet-vibrators from her nipples before doing the same thing to her as she had done to her fiancé; plucking up one of the nipples and sawing it off. Nicky howled in agony and her body twisted on the bed and blood spurted from her chest. Bella flicked the nipple away and told Tanya to go ahead. Tanya smiled, her eyes utterly black, and then she lowered herself gracefully and began to suck at that gaping hole in the other woman's breast.

Bella smiled at her handiwork while the two blonde vampires sampled their appetizers and then she turned the smile to me and asked what I would like. I told her I was content to let her and our friends have most of the fun but she pouted and said that was no good. She then smirked and said maybe she should offer herself since she's still human too. I smiled at her joke but perhaps she wasn't really joking. She took one of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger and plucked it taut and then she pressed the edge of the bloody knife to it. She smiled with her eyes aglint, daring me to let her do it, and I had no doubt that she truly would've done it if I didn't stop her. Bella would always be a victim at heart and she would always long to be the one fed upon. But I couldn't let her deface her precious body and so I quickly took her hand and lowered the knife and giggled away the offer before placing a kiss on her lips.

Soon the holes in each woman's breasts had gone dry and Bella sliced off the remaining nipples as well. Tanya insisted that I take one of them this time and I did, lowering my lips to that fountain of blood and sucking at that delicious softness. I hadn't fed in weeks and I had almost forgotten how thirsty I was. My throat began to burn and I even had to restrain myself from biting into the breast and ripping it open even further.

Eventually these holes ran dry as well and Bella made some more wounds for us to sample. Nicky had quite nice abs and Bella stabbed at them a little. Shallow stabs that wouldn't pierce the stomach lining. Nicky screamed and howled and Irena held her down while she and Tanya began licking at the blood that pooled over her tummy. Bella then moved back to Ms McKinney and cut up her face a little, digging the tip of the knife into her skin and opening a deep gash in her cheek. I began to lick it and the sounds of her agonized whimpers were like music. Bella was soon called back to Nicky and for a moment she puzzled about what to do. Then she grabbed her arm and cut open the veins at her elbow and her wrist. Irena and Tanya began to suck each wound and Bella moved back to Ms McKinney just as her face was beginning to stop bleeding. The older woman had her legs open and Bella was suddenly possessed of an idea she'd been desperate to try for a long time. She asked me if it was okay to stab her in the vagina, worried it might kill her too early, but I smiled and patted the woman's womb and said she'd be fine.

Bella's eyes lit up and she was grinning more brightly than I had ever seen her grin as she inserted the tip of the knife into the woman's already ravaged vagina. She looked at me, hesitating, and I nodded and suddenly she thrust the knife forward.

Ms McKinney screamed in abject pain and horror and her legs flung open even more as if she actually liked it. Blood spurted over Bella's hands and Bella got excited and stabbed again and grinned and twisted the knife until Ms McKinney's womanhood was nothing but a mutilated mass of blood soaked folds. I gave my mate a kiss to congratulate her on such sublime maliciousness and then I lowered my head to feast on the gushing red ruin of Ms McKinney's vagina.

Bella had been waiting a long time to do that but she didn't have to wait very long to do it again. Nicky still had the egg-shaped vibrators inside her and now Bella plucked them out, one by one, before eagerly stabbing the knife into her instead. Nicky screamed into her gag and the scream only made Bella more excited. She stabbed again and again, driving the knife all the way inside her, and then she moved aside for Irena and Tanya to feed from it.

This continued for about an hour, with Bella eagerly cutting up the two women and Tanya and Irena and I eagerly lapping up all the blood. Nicky and Ms McKinney were half dead by now and almost mindless from the agony. I'm sure they no longer even hoped to live. Not with their bodies mutilated as they were. Their nipples were on the floor somewhere and Bella's amateur labiaplasty left them unable to even close their legs. Poor Ms McKinney hardly even had any tits left. Bella had dissected them like experiments and both globes lay opened on her chest in blossoms of red blood and yellow fat like carnivorous carnations that grew from flesh. Yet neither woman was dead. They had lost quite a bit of blood but it was still only an appetizer. The feeble beats of their hearts yet pumped the bulk of their blood through their arteries and now it was time to finally move on to the main course and drain them completely.

Bella, however, as a human was still more interested in torture. All four of us were standing around the bed and all four of us were covered in blood. Blood on our tits and mouths, our legs. Blood spattered all over the plastic that covered the walls. Bella had the bloody knife in her hand and she licked the edge idly, even though the blood tasted like nothing but copper to her, and eyed the squirming women on the bed.

"So what do you guys wanna do now?" she asked, looking for feedback.

Irena took a deep breath, the room thick with the scent of blood, and opened her eyes again. "I don't know," she said. "But if we don't feed properly soon, we might end up handcuffing you to the bed as well."

Tanya smiled at that and I giggled. Bella looked at us with sudden excitement, as if she'd love more than anything to join her masticated victims on the bed, but I spoke to her before the idea could grow.

"I think it's time, my love," I told her. "There'll be many more hunts after this one, there's no need to spoil it by dragging it out."

Bella sighed and she nodded as well. "I guess that means we're gonna have to kill them, huh?"

I nodded with a smile. "In order to drain them, yes."

"That's a shame," Bella said, looking at her victims fondly. "I think I really like them."

I chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around Bella's warm and blood stained shoulders. "Me too," I said. "But I think it's time we end their suffering. Look at the poor things."

"Yeah," Bella agreed. "We fucked them good, didn't we?"

I nodded but that might've been an understatement. We had fucked them to the point where they were nothing but bloody heaps of womanflesh squirming on a bed. All that was left now was to put them out of their misery, the poor dears.

Tanya had been listening to all this and now she edged closer to the bed.

"Would you mind if I…?"

We looked at her. She went a little shy and gestured at the butch woman who had reminded her of her lost mate with a demure smile.

"Would you mind if I took care of this one personally?" she asked just a little embarrassed.

I released Bella's shoulders and looked at Tanya before glancing back at bella. Bella didn't seem to know what to say either but I knew how much Bella had been looking forward to this.

"I'm sorry, Tanya, but I promised Bella that she would be the one to kill them," I explained. "It seemed only fair, since we're the ones who get the blood."

Tanya at first seemed to accept that but Bella quickly smiled and shook her head.

"But that's okay," she said. "You can do it if you want, I don't mind."

Tanya looked up with a smile. There were streaks of blood in her blonde hair and blood on her breasts and her smile seemed altogether too angelic for the rest of her appearance. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, totally," Bella said. "There'll be plenty more hunts after this one. Right?"

She directed the last word at me and I nodded and approved of her selflessness. There certainly would be many more hunts for Bella and I but Tanya might never come across her mate reincarnated ever again. Bella turned back to Tanya and smile.

"Besides, I think I'm more into the femme one, anyway," she said. "You can go first, go ahead."

Tanya smiled again, that same angelic smile that sorted so oddly with her demeanor of blood and death, and gave Bella a gracious nod.

"Thank you," she said. "Shall we give them a chance to say goodbye?"

Bella nodded eagerly. "Sure, that could be fun."

I agreed and I moved over to Ms McKinney's side and unbuckled the gag. Her eyes were empty and blinking. The ball came out of her mouth but her mouth didn't close. With her tits opened up and her vagina massacred she was possibly the most wretched woman I had ever seen.

"Don't worry, Ms McKinney," I whispered to her. "It's almost over. Can you hear me? We've decided to kill your fiancé first. Would you like to say goodbye to her? They'll be your last words as well. And remember, she did cheat on you only two days ago. This is the only chance you'll ever have to forgive or condemn her."

Ms McKinney blinked a few more times and finally some clarity came into her eyes. She seemed to understand what I was saying and she turned her head, wincing and weeping from the pain. She was covered in cuts and bruises and she could barely move.

Nicky had heard what I was saying too and she has turned her head as well. There were gashes across her face and her sandy hair was dyed red. She gazed at her fiancé with eyes despaired beyond all hope and sniffled through her gag. Ms McKinney returned the gaze and her broken mouth moved into a smile.

"I love you, baby," she said with her final words. "I love you so much."

Her voice was broken and almost impossible to hear and the raw emotion in it even seemed to break Bella's evil little heart. Her eyelids fluttered and she lifted a bloody knuckle to wipe a tear. I grinned at her and shook my head and then I put the gag back in Ms McKinney's mouth.

"How sweet," I said. "True love shines bright even in the deepest darkness, hm?"

Ms McKinney made no reaction to the gag. She only continued to lay there and gaze at her fiancé.

Now it was Nicky's turn.

Tanya unbuckled the gag and then broke her handcuffs as well, snapping the chain simply with her bare hands. With the wounds between her legs it was safe to say Nicky wouldn't be making a run for it. Even if she could've I doubt she would've left her fiancé. I wouldn't have thought she'd be able to move at all but she rolled toward her gagged and chained lifepartner and sobbed and put an arm over her.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. "I'm so sorry. Paige. Paige. I love you. I…"

Tanya had sat in the bed and now she reached for Nicky and drew her away from Ms McKinney.

"No," Nicky rasped helplessly, reaching for her fiancé. "Paige. Paige."

Her throat was so damaged that she couldn't even scream. Tanya pulled her into her lap and began to whisper and pet her short blonde hair. Nicky's body was loose and numb and it was covered in blood and lacerations. The bracelets of the handcuffs dangled from her limp wrists and with her short hair and athletic frame she looked much like a slaveboy there in the arms of a cruel mistress.

"Please," Nicky wheezed. "Please."

Tanya smiled and shook her head softly. "It's okay," she said. "Just relax. Don't worry. You'll see your fiancé again soon enough."

Nicky's eyes flooded with sorrow. "Don't hurt her anymore," she begged. "Please."

Tanya smiled at how the woman had no concern for herself. Only her partner. Nicky sniffled with tears running down her bruised and bloody face and Tanya lifted a hand and began stroking her hair.

"I'm sorry," she said. "No love last forever. No matter how strong or how ardent. This is the way it ends. In blood and nothingness."

It was clear that Tanya was also referring to her own love and her own mate. No matter how much she had loved him or how much he had loved her—this is how it had ended.

Tanya's eyes lowered for a moment in recollection and Nicky breathed one last word.

"Please…"

Tanya looked up, her black eyes hardening.

"No," she whispered.

Then she bit into the other woman's neck and ripped open the artery there.

Ms McKinney was watching all this and now she started crying. Just quietly, as if she wasn't really surprised. It was sadness, of course, but perhaps deep down it was relief as well. Nicky had begged for her partner's life but Ms McKinney was older and wise enough to know that death was their only hope now and it would've been better to beg for death instead. Through the tears in her eyes you could even see a tiny bit of happiness. Because her fiancé's suffering was almost over and soon hers would be as well.

Nicky was lolling in Tanya's arms and already her eyes were fading. Tanya laid her down on the bed and straddled her and growled into her neck. I watched them and I had to admit I was surprised by Tanya's behaviour all evening. From the moment she had laid eyes on this handsome woman she had been determined to recreate those last moments with her mate. But instead of correcting her mistake she had wilfully repeated it. Deliberately. As if perhaps to break free from the tragedy that had controlled her life for so many hundreds of years. As if to finally accept her own culpability and make peace with what she really is; a cold hearted blood sucking demoness.

Ms McKinney continued to watch the slow slaughter of her fiancé and now Bella came around to her side with a smile and the gun in her hand. She giggled and waved the gun teasingly.

"Your turn," she said cheekily.

The older woman looked at her with neither courage nor heartsink in her red wet eyes. Bella smirked and climbed onto her hips and cocked the pistol, her eyes locked onto the eyes of her victim.

"How does it feel to know you're about to die?" she asked with genuine interest. "Hm? To be honest, I envy you. I think it's exciting. When Vicky turns me into a vampire, I want her to do exactly the same thing to me as we did to you. I want her to rape me till she kills me. Or at least almost."

Bella giggled at me and I smiled at her. I still hadn't decided if we were going to take that risk but now wasn't the time for that conversation. Irena was standing by the bed and she was tapping her foot on the bloodslaked plastic that covered the floor.

"Think we can get on with it, Bella?" she asked impatiently. "Some of us are starving here."

I chuckled and swatted her arm chidingly. "Let her enjoy it."

Bella grinned at us and then she turned back to Ms McKinney.

"You're going to be the second person I ever kill," she said. "The first one was an old friend of mine, but I like you better. I'm going to remember you for a long time. You really are very sexy…"

Bella put the barrel of the gun to the other woman's forehead. Ms McKinney finally looked away. Her head rolled to the side and what she saw was the blank face of her fiancé. Empty eyes. No expression. Nicky was already dead and Ms McKinney sobbed into her gag and continued to gaze at her as Bella's finger curled around the trigger.

I smiled and leaned forward slightly to wrap my hand around the muzzle of the pistol. Bella looked at me inquiringly.

"It'll silence the blast a little," I explained.

It wouldn't dampen the noise quite as much as a tightly fitted cylinder packed with fiberglass but it ought to at least dull the explosion. Bella nodded and smiled at the assistance and then turned her attention back to Ms McKinney.

"Don't worry," she said. "This part at least is gonna be quick. You ready to die, bitch?"

A tear rolled from the older woman's eye but she hadn't even seemed to hear Bella. She was looking at her dead fiancé, watching her pale face jostle lifelessly as her neck was gnawed at, and then—

Bella pulled the trigger.

The blast was dulled but still substantial. It sounded like dropping something metallic from the height of a desk onto a wooden floor. I felt the bullet pass through my fist and the singe of the muzzleflash and removed my hand. Ms McKinney was laying exactly the same as before, gagged and beaten, only now there was a small hole in her temple and her eyes were staring at nothing.

Bella sat back and released the breath she had been holding. The breath was pure power and dizziness. The gun was smoking gently and she seemed surprised and somewhat amused at how little damage the bullet had done. It hadn't even gone all the way through the woman's skull. It had only penetrated perhaps a few inches into her frontal lobe. That was normal for a nine millimetre round but it still seemed ironically anti-climactic compared to the carnage she had already inflicted on the woman.

Bella took another breath and grinned at us from her perch on the other woman's hips. I smiled at her proudly but Irena seemed more amused than impressed.

"May we feed now?" she said. "Before it gets cold?"

Bella seemed to have completely forgotten again and now she giggled and hopped off the bed quickly to watch.

I smiled at her and then I broke the handcuffs that bound the late Ms McKinney to her bed and gathered up the loose corpse. Blood dripped from the hole in her head. Globs of gore dripped from her opened breasts and plopped in her lap. Irena gave me a hand and together we brushed the hair away from the woman's neck before leaning and biting into both sides. The blood came out in a slow dribble from the lack of heartbeat but it was worth the extra sucking for Bella to have her moment. She was standing by the dresser with the gun, smiling, naked, her pale skin stained with blood. Not a vampire but perhaps something much worse. She smiled at me and I smiled back and then I closed my eyes and buried my face into the dead woman's neck.

The actual feeding itself didn't take very long. Tanya was finished first and perhaps she felt guilty for having a whole human to herself while Irena and I had to share. She apologized profusely after we were done but I told her to think nothing of it. I didn't say it out loud but I was just happy she had participated and come to a better understanding of herself. An understanding that might lead her to join many more hunts in the future. Irena was stretching, reaching to the ceiling and arching her long slender back, and she seemed quite satisfied as well. Bella was smiling and looking around at the blood covered room. Everything was all red. The plastic was stained everywhere and on the bed were two things that hardly even looked like women anymore. She asked what we were supposed to do now and I giggled and shrugged. Clean up, of course.

The cleanup took much longer than the feeding. The first task was to dismember the bodies for ease of disposal. Bella wanted to help with this, in fact she insisted on it, and I admired her enthusiasm enough to tell her to wait there while I ran out to the toolshed behind the house. I found one of the hacksaws and on my way back through the kitchen I opened the fridge and found a bottle of spring water as well. I returned to the bedroom and handed her the saw and the water. She drank about half of the bottle in a few gulps and then wiped her mouth and readied the hacksaw.

Tanya and Irena focused on poor departed Nicky while I helped Bella with Ms McKinney. The legs were the least complicated things to chop up and I instructed her where the joints where and held the limb still like a vice grip. She giggled as she sawed into the woman's ankle. The teeth of the hacksaw bit into the bone but there was very little blood. I had thought she might've been a bit squeamish about this part but she loved it. She thought it was lots of fun and once she had finally separated the foot we moved on to the knee. I demonstrated the correct angle of approach to avoid the plate of the patella and instructed her to cut exactly between the femur and tibia. She nodded like an apprentice surgeon, covered in blood and beginning to get tired, and started to saw. Soon the shin and calf were separated and we moved on to where the thigh connected to the hip. This one was a lot more tricky and the thigh itself was almost too large for the hacksaw. It was almost the size of a christmas ham. But my young mate slogged into it and continued sawing until the huge chunk of meat came away. By now she was sweating and her shoulder was sore and Tanya and Irena had already finished with their own corpse. Bella wanted to keep going but I laughed and told her that she'd already done plenty and soon she would be a vampire and all this would be much easier anyway.

It was approaching five in the morning when we finally had the bodies separated in pieces and packed away in garbage bags, one of the pieces still with anal beads dangling from it. After that we gathered up all the toys. The strapons, the paddle, the little bullet vibrators that had been attached to their nipples. Their nipples were on the floor too and we picked them up as well. Even the things we didn't get to use like the whips and the dildos. Everything when into a bag and after that we pulled the blood soaked sheet off the bed and began taking down the plastic as well. Lastly we dissembled the pistol and placed the pieces into separate bags.

We piled the garbage bags out in the corridor and soon there was quite a mound of them. We then went into the bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. Tanya saw her reflection in the mirror and smiled at it for a moment. Her eyes were red. Irena's were as well. Bright crimson red and they had never looked more beautiful.

All four of us were covered in blood and other fluids and Bella in particular, as a human, was quite eager to be clean again. She hopped in the shower first and left the door open. The shower was a large glass cubicle in the corner of the room and it seemed to showcase her perfectly. I was smiling as I watched her wet her hair under the water and so were Tanya and Irena. It seemed to occur to us all at the same time how special this young girl was. It was Bella who had bought us all together tonight and Bella who had kept us together. The water that dripped from her body and breasts was pale pink and soon her skin was white and clean looking again. At one point she noticed us watching her with eyes were red and worshipping and she smiled coyly and beckoned for us to join her in the shower. We did. Without any words we stepped into the shower and crowded under the water and took Bella by the throat and kissed her and touched her wet tits and fingered her vagina to the final climax of the evening.

Our clothes were sitting in four folded piles where we left them and after drying off and blowdrying our hair we put them on. A dress each for Tanya and I and Bella and Irena in jeans and a jacket. I told our friends that they were free to go home and that I'd be perfectly fine dumping the bodies myself but they insisted on helping however they could. I was grateful for the assistance and we parcelled out the garbage bags and left Bella alone in the house while we scattered in three different directions through the city.

It was still dark outside but soon the sun would begin to rise. I didn't like to leave my darling alone and I was quick to find a dumpster and hurry back. We needed to hurry and be clear of the house before the new day began.

I had left Bella in the corridor but Bella wasn't there when I got back and I had a small flutter of panic before I heard her voice coming from the laundry. I went to go see what she was up to and I found her sitting on the tiled floor and speaking to the cat while the cat nibbled from a fresh bowl of biscuits. She had fed it. I laughed at her nonsense and she smiled at me and reached to pet the cat behind the ear. The cat sidled away and glanced at her guardedly and kept eating. Bella giggled and called it a bitch and then she hopped to her feet and said she was ready to go.

Tanya and Irena got back shortly after that, the evidence of the evening all safely disposed of, and we made one last sweep through the house before leaving through the same window we had entered through. I checked the streets up and down as we emerged onto the sidewalk but there was nothing. No cars, no people. Just darkness in the west and a faint break of light in the east.

It was a cold morning but the sun was fully risen by the time we got back to the mansion. Bella was exhausted but she couldn't stop smiling. None of us had spoken at all on the journey home and there didn't seem to be any need to. What we had shared last night was more significant than could be put in words. We entered the mansion through the large oak double doors and we found Kate waiting for us in the foyer. She had been pacing back and forth anxiously, as if worried something might've gone wrong, and she stopped and looked up as we entered.

We stopped as well. All four of us were smiling and Kate took note of each smile—and the red eyes of her coven mates—before she spoke.

"So?" she asked. "How'd it go?"

Bella grinned and a giggle bubbled out of her. Irena sighed and shook her head at the girl's lack of maturity but she was smiling as well. Tanya walked over to Kate across the foyer and smiled at her and placed a kiss on her cheek.

"We're fine, Kate," she said, and then she moved past her and disappeared into one of the parlors.

Kate watched her go and then turned back to us. She didn't seem to know what to say next. Irena gave her a smile and then she touched Bella's the shoulder.

"I'll look forward to our next hunt together," she said.

Bella nodded with a smile and I nodded as well and Irena started toward the stairs and ascended them and continued down the corridor.

Kate watched her go as well and she wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about all this. In the end she scratched her blonde head and settled on relief.

"Well," she said. "I'm glad they're okay."

I smiled and began steering Bella toward the stairs. "Perhaps next time you can join us too."

Kate gave a noncommittal shrug but she returned the smile.

Bella and I went upstairs and directly into our room and I took her into the bathroom to strip her off and shower one more time. She was smiling and half asleep under the water as I sponged her down and removed every last speck of what happened last night. The hot water was washing all over her body and it seemed to take all the excitement and adrenaline with it until all that was left was a very tired and satisfied young girl.

It was full bright in the room and I closed the curtains to dim the sun before putting her to bed. I climbed in beside her right away and she moaned pleasurably as our naked bodies brushed under the covers. She was soft and silky. So warm. In the dim morning light I could see her smiling and she rose up slightly beside me and hooked a naked leg around my body.

"I'm exhausted," she said. "But you know I don't want to sleep, right?"

I cupped her face and gazed into her eyes. "I know."

Her eyes were half closed but her lips were smiling brightly and now she leaned down and placed them over mine. I caressed her face and opened my mouth. Her tongue came in for just the briefest loveliest second but then she pulled back with a chuckle as if she had forgotten something.

My eyes fluttered open. Bella cupped my face and gazed at me lovingly in the morning light.

"Thank you, Vicky," she said. "For organizing all that and giving me control. I can't wait until we start our real life together. As vampires. As mates."

I touched her hand and pressed it to my cheek. My heart was throbbing for her and I smiled as her lips once again came down for mine.

"Soon, my love," I whispered. "Very, very soon."

She moaned and slipped her tongue into my mouth and I moaned in return.

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AN: Well. All I can say is: whew. After finishing this chapter my brain was so fried I felt like taking it out of my head and sticking it in the freezer for a while, lol.

I only hope it turned out as well as I hoped it would. I think all four ladies got their own little bit of spotlight. Tanya broke free of her past, Bella became a true huntress, Victoria continued to teach her, and Irena was just a badass. I think all four of them meshed very well.

I just hope it wasn't too dark. I'm always so scared of crossing that line and scaring people away. But considering how excited you guys were, I think it was okay. At the very least you can't accuse this one of being too tame, lol. I think this chapter was the darkest piece of writing I've ever done. I just hope I balanced it out enough with a bit of humor and romance.

In any case, I really hope you liked it. Let me know what you thought, good or bad, and meanwhile I'll get started on a new chapter. No rest for the wicked. ;)