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Chapter 73:
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The hunt for honest work was proving more difficult than Bella and I had anticipated until finally we yielded to nepotism and accepted positions at Irena's I-Corp. Neither of us had any experience or qualifications and our duties as executive assistants, or whatever we were, involved little more than dressing sexy and spreading our legs whenever Irena required it. Bella and I shared an office and we kept the blinds closed and the door locked and all day we were on the sofa in the corner, blouses open, skirts hiked up. Claire came to visit for lunch while Irena was at a meeting and like good subordinates we entertained her with a doubletonguing before she had to get back to work.
We received our first paychecks on the same day Alice graduated from her highschool and the first thing we did with those paychecks was go shopping for prom dresses with Alice and Jane. There was a greater selection online, of course, but the internet had no change rooms to fool around in.
For most of this entire year Jane had hardly left her cottage with Tanya but Bella seem to enkindle something in her that the other coven members didn't. I could tell from how the blonde seemed to keep a constant eye on her whenever Bella wasn't aware. It was the same way you'd gaze at prey but not quite. Bella and Alice were laughing and holding dresses to their torsos that they'd plucked from racks and I watched them all like an older sister, the lone adult in the group. They did make a charming trio. Alice was at least a century old and Jane several centuries older and yet all of them no more than teenage girls shopping for prom dresses. Bella eventually found a long black gown and even selected my own. Red. Naturally. Alice chose something that was pink and Jane went with sapphire. We tried them on and admired each other, no makeup, barefoot or in socks, brastraps showing, and then we retired in pairs to the changerooms. Bella took Jane with her and immediately you could hear them giggling and moaning behind the curtain. I was with Alice and she unzipped me and lowered my gown and knelt down there as I stepped out of it and turned around for her to lick my vagina.
The prom was held on the following Saturday. Bella had blown her entire paycheck on the dress but she was able to borrow some shoes from Kate and Leah. She went over to their apartment and came back with a pair of black pumps and some red stilettoes for me.
Together we showered and together we wriggled into our gowns. Bella's was long and sleek and mine was rich and velvet. I still felt a bit too old to be attending a prom, especially without even going to the school, but I suppose I was a bit excited as well. It was always nice to get dressed up and dance under chandeliers with one's true love. It had been over a year since our last ball and that particular occasion had been slightly ruined by the appearance of a half-dead Edward that required to be finished off. Bella had inquired with Alice about what had happened to the Cullens after that but Alice had little information herself. Neither she nor Esme had much contact with their former coven. All they knew was that Rosalie's head had been reattached and I suppose that was a good thing. After all, it was a very pretty head.
By dark we were in full makeup and scented with perfume. Bella was slipping shoes on and she was giggling with excitement. I was applying a final touch to my lipstick, sitting at the dresser mirror, when there was a knock on the front door.
"That must be Alice," Bella said, and quickly scampered to answer.
I smiled with my coated lips and capped the lipstick and rose to follow.
Bella had the door open by the time I got there and Alice was resplendent in her pink little dress. It was strapless, leaving her arms and upper chest bare, and it had a bellshaped skirt.
"Wow, Alice, check you out," Bella was saying. "You look amazing."
Alice giggled and did a little twirl.
"I know, I'm incredible," she said.
Bella giggled as well and let her eyes roam. Alice gave her a peck on the lips and the two of them made quite a couple. I came over to them and Alice turned to me with a grin.
"This is so weird, isn't it?" she asked. "Picking up another woman's girlfriend for a date."
I snorted once. "Just be sure to have her home by eleven."
Bella laughed at us both. "This is a date for all of us," she said. "And there's no way in hell we're gonna be home by eleven."
Alice giggled at that. I sighed, smiling just a little, and adjusted my purse.
"Yes, well," I said. "Shall we go?"
"Yeah, let's go. The limo's downstairs."
Bella grinned and went out. "Irena sent a limo?"
"Oh yeah."
"Awesome."
I closed the door behind us and knocked next door. Bella and Alice had their arms linked and there was a cool breeze that stirred their hair and dresses. We waited for a few moments but there was no answer. Alice rolled her eyes and pounded on the door with her fist.
"Kate! Leah!" she called. "You guys coming, or what?"
A loud groan was heard beyond the door and a bit of grumbling and then the door swung open to reveal Kate and Leah. Leah was wearing a sleek black dress, satin, and Kate was in yellow with a yellow flower in her blonde hair.
"About time," Alice said. "We were waiting out here for, like, twenty seconds."
Kate was fastening an earring and she sighed. "I never thought I'd get tired of going to prom."
Alice flapped a hand at them. "You guys are no fun."
Leah grinned and pulled the door closed before turning back to us. The black satin of her dress was sexy against her tanned and athletic frame.
"Oh, and FYI," she said. "Kate's got the condoms, I got the weed."
Leah poked about in her cleavage and showed us a small baggie before tucking it back in. Kate likewise giggled and snapped open her purse to reveal a stash of condoms.
"Just let us know if you need anything," she said.
Bella wrinkled her nose at the condoms but tossed her chin at the weed.
"Keep the condoms," she said. "But roll one up for the limo."
Leah laughed and Alice linked her arm with Bella's and together the five of us continued down the balcony to where the stairs led down into the street.
The limo was parked at the sidewalk and the driver opened the door for us as we crowded into the back. There was a bottle of champagne in an icebucket but of course we had no use for that. Soon the limo was moving and the city was passing by in the tinted windows. We had the partition up and we passed a joint around and laughed and made out a little bit. Leah had seized the champagne bottle and she gazed at it wistfully and lamented that she would never drink again. Bella laughed and said at least Leah had a couple of years of drinking before she got turned. Bella was turned at seventeen. Alice giggled at all that and said she had never even tried alcohol even once while she was human. She was sent to a mental institution at sixteen and she was turned there a couple years later by one of the doctors who was a vampire. A round of sympathy went up for her but she only laughed and hiked up her dress a little. Underneath she was wearing pink panties and she peeled them aside and lifted her legs high and wide with her pink shoes in the air and said there was more than one way to enjoy a bottle of champagne. Leah grinned and licked her till she was wet and then shoved the neck of the bottle into her tight little vagina.
It was a long and laughter filled ride to the mansion. By the time the limo pulled up in the courtyard we were in a rush to tuck tits back into our dresses and correct our hair. The driver opened the door and we emptied out of the limo in a stumble of giggles and satin gowns. There were other limos in the courtyard as well and some cars, cheap sedans and mini-autos that belonged to students, and there were valets in red jackets that took the keys and parked them.
The inside of the mansion was like stepping into some regency ball with high chandeliers and oilpaintings on the walls. Boys and girls stood about in gowns and tuxedoes, sipping glasses of punch and greeting friends. Alice saw a group of her friends and rushed over with Bella to hug them and gush about their dresses and introduce her girlfriend. Kate and Leah and I were left behind and we shared a round of glances before Kate and Leah wandered off. I sighed to myself, feeling quite out of place with my advanced age, and then I took a glass of punch from the tray of a wandering servant and continued by myself into the ballroom.
The ballroom was more like a traditional prom, dimly lit in purple neon and decorated with clusters of balloons and signs that congratulated the seniors. A booth had been set up in the back where a DJ was hunched over with headphones and baggy clothes. He was apparently quite high profile and had been featured in many magazines. The dancefloor was filled with teenagers, bouncing to the throb of the music and having a good time, and there was a light haze of white dry-ice through the room. I continued along the perimeter until I came upon Carmen and Esme. They were here as chaperones, with little labels stuck to their dresses, and I smiled at how much more out of place they were than I was.
They were having fun, however, bobbing gently to the music while cradling cups of punch, and they smiled as I approached. Esme was in blue, a modest shade that was almost indigo in the purple light, and she had her caramel colored hair in a bun. Carmen was in red, like me, and both of them attracted many glances and snickers from the students. No doubt there were many rumors about them. Milfs, lesbians, same-sex parents of the cutest girl in school. Wide hipped in their evening gowns and large breasts that bunched up in their fronts. They smiled when they saw me and I was relieved to stop and chat with them for a while. I wasn't quite their age although I was closer to them than I was to the studentry.
Eventually we were joined by Tanya. She was clad it white, an elegant gown that was slit up one leg, and she was the most beautiful woman in the room. I greeted her with kisses on each cheek and inquired after Jane. Tanya smiled toward the dancefloor and I noticed that Jane was out there with both Bella and Alice. I laughed at the three of them, a trio of perfect teenagers, and said Jane looks very pretty tonight in her sapphire gown. Tanya complimented Bella as well and then bestowed some flattery on my own dress. I demurred, of course, and countered with flattery of my own until Esme and Carmen shared an eyeroll and wandered off quietly, as if we were a romantic couple who needed time alone. Perhaps we were. Not mates but some other kind of bond that was just as strong.
For a while we stood on the sidelines in the dim purple ballroom and watched our mates on the dancefloor and made playful comments about them. Jane and Alice kept fighting for Bella's attention and Bella enjoyed every moment, smirking and dancing with them both and even stealing a few kisses, much to the excitement of surrounding boys and the consternation of other girls. I smiled at how much fun they were having, Bella in particular, and Tanya laughed as a fourth girl decided to join them, a friend of Alice's perhaps. The girl had black hair in pigtails and thick black makeup around her eyes and she was wearing black stockings under a black dress in quite a gothic ensemble. She was grinding against Bella's front with Bella grinning and no doubt thinking dark thoughts and soon all four girls were slipping away together, holding hands and scampering off the dancefloor like thieves in the night. I just hoped there would be no accidents with whatever the girls were going to do to her.
Tanya watched them go and sighed and then turned to me with a smile. The music was loud but we didn't really have to speak loudly.
"Jane seems to have really taken to Bella," she said.
I laughed and nodded. "She certainly has."
"We're going to have to keep a very close eye on them. If you notice any burn marks on Bella's body, let me know and I'll reprimand Jane accordingly."
I raised my brows and laughed. "Somehow I get the feeling you're as powerless to reprimand your mate as I am to reprimand mine."
Tanya smiled and looked down into her cup of punch and back up again. "I suppose so," she said. "Both of us, completely pussy whipped, aren't we?"
"We certainly are, although in our defence, we do happened to be mated to two of the prettiest girls ever walk the earth."
"That's true. Who could possibly fault us for being weak willed to them?"
"I know I certainly wouldn't."
"Nor I, nor I."
I laughed and looked at the dancefloor . The girls were gone but by now a group of the students had teased Esme and Carmen onto the floor and the two women were engaged in a light dance there in the smoky purple light. I smiled at them and turned back to Tanya.
"Are you surprised at all that your mate happened to be a woman?" I asked her curiously. "All these centuries you must've been waiting for a man."
She seemed slightly surprised at the question. She thought about it for a moment and then she gave an elegant shrug of a bare shoulder above the white material of her gown. "I might've been surprised if I had never met you and Bella," she said. "But I've changed a lot this last year or so. Or maybe I haven't. Maybe I was always this way and just didn't quite realize it. I suppose I've always favoured female company. I never did allow male members into the coven, after all."
"Your first mate was a man," I reminded her with a smirk.
She smirked right back. "So was yours, if I recall."
I yielded the point with a smile. She smiled as well and went on.
"In any case," she said, "my first mate was never a man. He was a boy. And a very beautiful one. And feminine. In today's terminology he might've been transgender. My attraction to him felt very similar to my attraction for Jane. A deep and consuming desire to keep her safe. And warm."
I smiled at that. So far I had only witnessed a very small sample of their relationship but it was clear how much the two women loved each other. Something about them just clicked.
Tanya smiled as well and lifted her cup to pretend to take a sip. No one was watching but it was important to let human habits become instinct. She lowered the cup again and her smile widened.
"It's nice that you returned just in time for a ball," she said. "It's sort of like an unofficial welcome back party."
I nodded at the smoky purple dancefloor. "I suppose it is."
"It's been a long time since we've all been together like this. In fact, it was a ball when we last saw each other."
"The ball where you met Jane."
"And the ball where you and Bella ran away," she added with a chuckle. "I wonder what drama will occur this time?"
I chuckled as well and shook my head. "Worry not, Tanya dearest. I have a feeling that from now on everything is going to be quiet and relaxing. No more drama. Just happily ever after."
Tanya gave me a smile laced with playful skepticism and before I could open my mouth to reply Bella appeared out of the smoke and darkness and hurried over.
"Oh shit, you guys," she said. "We got a problem."
My mouth dropped open at her timing. Tanya laughed at me and nodded at my mate as if to hold her in example of the drama she spoke of. I rolled my eyes and smiled and passed my punch cup to Tanya as Bella took my hand urgently and led me out of the ballroom.
Ten minutes later we were standing around the corpse of the goth girl they had slipped off with from the dancefloor.
I sighed and looked at the poor thing laying there. It was in one of the upstairs bedchambers and she was sprawled on the rug. Her dress had been torn and her stockinged legs were wide open. Her eyes were open and wide and her mouth was bulging with several pairs of lace panties that she had been gagged with. Black makeup was smeared all down her cheeks from the tears of terror she'd shed in her final moments. Her vagina was freshly licked and there were bite marks in her thigh that had torn through the stocking. One of her tits was hanging out and there was a gold letteropener skewered through the mound and smudges of licked blood there.
The ladies of the house, Irena and Claire, had been fetched from downstairs and they were standing around the corpse as well, both of them in evening gowns, Irena in emerald, Claire in skyblue. Irena was not impressed and Claire was biting her lip to keep from smiling.
The cute little culprits, Bella, Alice, and Jane, were standing in a loose cluster with fearful expressions on their adorable faces. They had smudged lipstick and mussed hair but they had at least corrected their gowns. Alice in particular seemed nervous, her eyes darting from Irena to Claire and to me again. Eyes that seemed just a shade redder than usual. I had my hands on my hips and I gave them a weary sigh but at least the event had been contained to an isolated bedroom. It was still very irresponsible of them, however, and they would have to be punished—not by me, of course. By Irena. The mistress of the house.
Irena finally looked up from the corpse and glanced the girls over. The girls stood there in varying attitudes of guilt, like girls under arraignment. Irena allowed them to wilt a little under her steady gaze and then finally she spoke.
"Who did this?" she asked.
The girls glanced at each other. Alice bit her lip and looked down. Bella and Jane seemed worried and then they turned back to Irena at the same time.
"Jane did," Bella said.
"Bella did," Jane said.
They had spoken at exactly the same moment and they cringed at each other in embarrassment. I folded my arms and shook my head. Irena looked at them both and then looked at Alice.
"Alice," she said. "Who did this?"
Alice looked at Bella and Jane, the other girls shaking their heads, and then Alice turned back to Irena.
"Me," she admitted.
Bella and Jane cringed again. I smiled at how both of them had tried to deflect suspicion from the other girl. Alice could use friends like them. The silly little pixie obviously had some issues when it came to control.
Irena was nodding at Alice, as if already devising punishment, and Alice quickly began apologizing.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I was just making out with her, and…"
She made a helpless gesture with one hand. As if murdering girls in the heat of the moment was a common enough mistake. For these girls perhaps it was.
I looked again at the corpse sprawled there, at the makeup smeared face with the panties brisling from her lips like a stuffed animal, at the dead white tit with the letteropener skewered through it. I looked up at the girls, standing there all guilty, and I had to laugh at how similar the situation was from a certain event last year.
"Is anyone else having deja vu?" I asked no one in particular.
Bella smirked and gave a little shrug. "At least it didn't happen in a public bathroom this time."
I chuckled again. That was true. Tanya had been worried about drama but I didn't think this qualified. It was a tragedy, for sure—from the dead girl's perspective at least—but it wouldn't be too big a deal.
Alice was becoming unnerved at Irena's silence.
"I still have a little trouble controlling myself when I get excited," she said. "It really was an accident. I just slipped."
Irena raised a brow. "Slipped?"
"Yeah."
"Yet somehow you managed to gag her and torture her a little first, hm?"
Alice bit her lip. Bella and Jane bit their lips as well. All three girls were trying not to smile, standing there in high heels and evening gowns like the prettiest murderesses you'd ever see. I sighed at them with a smile, unable to be angry, and turned to Irena.
"Is this going to be a problem, Irena?" I asked her.
Irena sighed as well but she shook her head. "No," she said. "Claire is an expert at disposing of bodies. It will be like the girl never existed."
Claire stepped to her mistress's side dutifully. "Shall I take her downstairs, ma'am?"
Irena gave her a nod. Claire began gathering up the corpse.
Bella watched in fascination. "What are you going to do with her?"
"Dissolve her in acid."
"Acid?"
"Mmhm. We keep barrels of sulphuric acid in the cellar. It's actually very beautiful. The barrels are transparent and you can watch the body slowly dissolve inside in a gentle pink ether."
I raised a skeptical brow. "Sounds ghoulish, even by our standards."
Claire giggled and hefted the body over her shoulder. The goth girl slumped over with her arms and hair dangling. Alice watched her go sadly. She seemed to have more hungers for the girl than she had managed to satisfy.
There was a bloodstain on the rug and Irena folded her arms and scoffed at it. Alice became nervous again. All three girls did. They were now alone with the mistress of the mansion and they weren't sure what kind of punishment might be in store for them.
Alice chuckled awkwardly and tried to play it down.
"Sorry again for the fuss, Irena," she said. "I guess it's just a good thing it didn't happen on the dancefloor, huh?"
Irena raised a brow as the attempt at levity completely bounced off her. "Esme and Carmen have been too lenient with you, Alice," she said. "In my house, however, bad girls are punished."
Bella and Jane smiled at how they didn't seem to be included in that. Alice shivered, partly with fear, partly with excitement, and did her best to look innocent with her round red berry eyes.
"I'm not bad," she said.
Irena smirked at her. "I think you are."
Alice swallowed. You could see her throat move. She looked at Bella and Jane for assistance but she seemed to be on her own now. She turned back to Irena.
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked.
Irena smirked at that and then looked at Bella and Jane. "First, I need a volunteer to hold you down and another volunteer to stifle your screams. Any takers?"
Bella and Jane shared a glance. At first they had tried to help their dear friend but this time they seemed to realize that joining in on her punishment would be a lot more fun. They grinned and turned back to Irena.
"I'll do it," Bella said.
"Me too," Jane added.
Alice was shocked. "You guys!"
Jane giggled and grabbed Alice roughly and locked her arms behind her back. Alice gave a feeble little struggle but she knew it was coming no matter what she did. Jane grinned at Irena.
"Where do you want her?" she asked.
Irena tossed her chin. "Bend her over."
Bella grinned excitedly but wasn't sure how to help. "How should I muffle her, ma'am?"
Irena smiled at the expression of deference and gave her cocky look. "You have two perfectly good thighs," Irena said. "Use them."
Bella giggled at that and quickly hiked up the skirt of her gown and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open. She had no panties underneath and she grinned as Jane forced Alice onto her knees and pushed her face toward Bella's vagina.
Alice thrashed and panicked.
"Wait!" she screamed. "Wait, don't—!"
But her words were silenced as Bella's thighs wrapped around her head. Alice's face was completely smothered between Bella's legs and her protests nothing but muffled little screams. Bella smiled at the vibrations that hummed into her vagina and kept her legs locked tightly.
"Sorry about this, Alice," she said, "but it really was your fault."
Alice screamed again, which caused Bella to giggle. The naughty little pixie was on her knees and utterly locked into place by Bella's legs and Jane gripping her arms. Only her ass had any movement at all and it wriggled cutely as Irena knelt down behind her and lifted up the pink skirt of her dress.
No panties underneath. Just two perky little buttocks that required spanking.
I smiled at them and shook my head.
"Well, I'll leave you to it," I said. "Feel free to punish Bella a little bit while you're at it. I'm sure it was partly her fault as well."
Bella grinned and gave me a wink. Alice was still screaming into her vagina and waggling her ass attractively but all that stopped when Irena lifted a hand and bought it down with blinding speed and brutality across one of her buttocks.
The poor girl's ass almost shattered like glass. A web of cracks appeared in it's perfect skin and she jumped from the pain so spiritedly that she almost jarred herself loose from Jane and Bella. But the other two girls held firm and laughed and grinned with anticipation of the next spank.
I shook my head and moved to the door as Irena was lifting her hand and as I closed the door again I could hear another vicious smack followed by a muffled shriek of agony. I sighed and continued down the corridor. Well. You couldn't say she didn't deserve it.
Downstairs the ball seemed to have settled a little bit. The dancefloor had thinned out and the DJ was incorporating more slow songs. Esme and Carmen and Tanya had all taken a table together in the corner and they were sitting there in the purple darkness, smiling and chatting. I went over and joined them for a while, taking a seat beside Tanya, and filled them in on what happened upstairs. Carmen and Esme rolled their eyes at their unruly daughter and Tanya and I felt similarly, the four of us all cursed with troublesome girls to take care of. For about half an hour we argued about which girl was the biggest handful but after sharing a few tales from our honeymoon they all had to agree that Bella was quite easily the naughtiest of the trio.
By now I was beginning to wonder where Kate and Leah had gotten to and I decided to investigate. I left the other women there and I took a cup of punch out through the foyer.
I could vaguely detect Kate and Leah's scent and I followed it outside to where they had gone for a stroll in the gardens, perhaps simply to get away from prying eyes. Leah had rolled a joint and they were casually passing it back and forth as they held hands and strolled down the gravel lane among the hedges and statues of cherubs. The night was cool and there were no stars in the sky. Just an endless blanket of darkness. They smiled as I approached and I smiled back.
"What are you two doing out here?" I asked them.
Leah smirked and shrugged a bare muscular shoulder. "Just needed some air."
She was inhaling on the joint. So when she said she needed air, I suppose she meant smoke. She handed the joint to me and I took it from her.
"I thought you'd slipped off with some boy," I said, taking a hit.
Kate giggled and shook her head. "Nah, we're just minding our own business. The last thing we need to do is get involved with some underage kid. No point causing trouble, right?"
I smiled at how much more mature they were than the girls upstairs. The girls upstairs didn't care about causing trouble. Kate took the joint from me and put it to her lips.
"So how's it going in there?" she asked.
I sighed and made a gesture with my hand. "Oh, the usual. Bella snuck off with some girl and killed her."
Neither of them seemed surprised.
"Seriously?" Leah said with a smirk.
I nodded but then added a mild addendum. "Well, in fairness, it was Alice who killed her," I said. "Bella was just there."
Kate smiled and passed the joint back to me. "She always is."
I nodded at the sheer truth of that and took one last hit.
"You guys gonna stick around for the afterparty in the wine cellar?" I asked them.
Kate grinned widely. "Wouldn't miss it."
"That's the only reason we came," Leah added with a chuckle.
I nodded, smiling, and inhaled the smoke into my head. I felt it swirl around in there, all purple and nice, and then I opened my eyes and handed the joint back to Leah.
By the time I got back inside the dancefloor was almost empty. Only a few scattered couples. Slow dancing to slow songs in the smoky purple light.
Bella was sitting at the table with Tanya and Esme and Carmen, looking like a poised little lady for once among those older women, but she stopped speaking when she saw me. She smiled at them and excused herself and then she rose and came over.
I smiled at her and I was struck anew by how beautiful she was tonight. In her black satin dress with her long dark hair. Perhaps it was the weed but she really was incredibly beautiful.
"Hey, Vicky," she said. "I was looking everywhere for you."
I chuckled once. "Did you have a nice punishment, my love?"
"Nah, I didn't get much. Alice got her ass half destroyed, though."
"Poor thing."
"Hey, guess what? Jane said she hasn't been to school in a while either, so we could probably get her to come to college with us. Wouldn't that be awesome?"
"Oh, I'm sure it'll be fabulous," I said, dreading the inevitable hijinks the girls will get up to.
Bella laughed brightly. "I told Alice not to bother with that girl upstairs, by the way, but she didn't listen. In a couple hours we're gonna have all the girls we want in the dungeon. Why ruin your appetite early?"
"I bet you can't wait."
"You have no idea. Even after all the things we did this last year, we never had a whole dungeon to play with."
"Mmm," I agreed. "It's going to be a lovely night. Till then, however, I suppose we ought to have at least one dance, hm?"
I offered her a hand. Bella giggled and placed her hand in mine.
"I suppose so," she said.
Together we moved onto the dancefloor and I smiled as she placed a hand on my shoulder and I placed a hand at her waist. Me in the lead but always at her mercy. The purple lights shimmered across her pale face and she really was so beautiful.
For a long moment we danced in silence and then she looked around and smiled.
"I'm glad I got a prom," she said. "Every happy ending requires a prom."
I shook my head and cupped her face in the dimness.
"This isn't the ending, my love," I whispered to her. "It's just the beginning."
Bella smiled at that and I leaned and covered her lips with my own in a kiss there on the dancefloor of her first ever prom.
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AN: I decided to end this one here so that I could give the dungeon scene its own chapter. Most of the lemons/murders in these later chapters have taken place in narrative summary, but I thought it would be nice to have one more violent orgy in full slice-by-slice detail with actual dialogue, like the early chapters. :)
I think this chapter turned out well, though. The dialogue might be a bit too self-aware, with the actual characters talking about happy endings, but it's fun, lol. Besides, it's true. All happily ever afters begin with a prom, especially if you're a teenage girl in a Twilight fanfic, lol.
Okay, hope you liked it. Next chapter, the dungeon. :)