Bela anxiously passed around in her room, her fingers against her forehead.

Why do I keep pleasuring that manslave, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!," she yelled deep within her thoughts.

It happened not just once but twice. TWICE. How could she have let this happen. What was she thinking? He was a manslave! She should have reported this to mother, but she found herself unable to do so. Why? Was it that his blood was too enticing, and now his semen as well? What was with this manslave's deal! Why was he so enticing? What was his secret?

Bela screamed it out, a loud scream echoing through her room.

Part of her was disgusted that she had defiled her lips on that man's shaft, another part of her wanted more, more of it, more of his throbbing…

Stop those thoughts now!

She could end it now. Go to mother, she would take of the problem in an instant. The manslave would be gone and she would no longer feel desire for him, the desire for him to please her….

"AAAAHHH!" Bela screeched once again, flies appearing around her in an instant before reassembling themselves within her.

What was it with him! Why was his blood and semen like an aphrodisiac to her, why couldn't she stop wanting him, why couldn't she stop pleasuring him. Why! Why! WHYYYY!

Bela disappeared into a swarm of flies and flew through her bedroom door, scouting the halls looking for her prey.

Sure enough she found him a few halls later, scrubbing the floor. He wore a new shirt and pants after she had destroyed the last one, his long blonde hair draped over his face as he was intensely cleaning the solid floor.

She manifested right in front of him, causing him to look up in surprise "Miss Bela…" but before he could finish his sentence she grabbed his collar, which had become quite common place since the last few days.

"Shut up and move it right now!" she said angrily.

With her superior strength she dragged the manservant with her towards the wine cellar, which was close to where she was standing. She flung open the door and threw him down the small flight of stairs, she then followed him.

Marlin grunted in pain and grabbed his shoulder on which he had landed.

"Miss Bela I don't understand" he tried to say only for her to grab him and violently slam him up against the wall.

"Be quiet manslave! You will answer only when I tell you to answer," she held him by the throat and looked at him with a pissed off angry expression "what is it with you manslave, what is it with your blood, what is it with your cum, WHAT IS IT WITH YOU!"

"Ever since I had a taste of your blood and your semen I cannot help but want more. It disgusts me! It disgusts me that I desire someone as pathetic and pitiful as you do you hear me! So why do you keep enticing me! What is it with you!" she screeched the last part.

Marlin was caught by surprise, he had seen the sisters and their outbursts before, but not like this. Somehow, this was different.

"ANSWER ME!" she demanded with a scream, still holding him tightly up against the wall.

"I…I do not know miss Bela," Marlin said looking down "I cannot answer your question, because I do not know the reasons why you suddenly seem to desire me. All I can tell you is that I was once told I had a rare blood disease but that it was cured when I was little. I'm so sorry I cannot provide you with a possible answer."

Bela wanted to scream again, she let go of Marlin and turned around, her look glancing over the place, which was only used for storing wine and other necessities. Her mind was everywhere, filled with more questions than answers. She wanted to hit him for disobeying her, but she couldn't, even if he knew nothing, she could feel he was being honest.

Her head softly turned to him, he was just standing there, looking at her. Baffled and completely out of his element. For five years he had been their slave, catering to the Dimitrescu's family every whim, not once had any of the sisters treated him as a person, they treated him as a pet almost, personal property, a personal blood bank and nothing more. But for the last few days, despite how harsh she had been, Bela had treated him with some manner of affection, at least in her own twisted way. And he didn't know why.

"Take of your clothes" she demanded.

'What?" Marlin responded.

"TAKE OF YOUR CLOTHES NOW!" she said louder. Marlin didn't need to be told three times, she was very clear now.

Marlin quickly removed every layer of clothing on him. First his shirt, followed by his trousers and finally his boxers. This was the first time Bela had seen him completely naked. His torso was quite muscled, his stomach toned with a very small belly, he was already starting to get erect, Bela had memorized his size, easily about 6 inches, not particularly big but also not small.

She licked her lips and looked at him.

"Sit up against the wall, I will not go on my knees for the likes of you manslave."

Marlin complied as he slumped against the wall and sat down, his back against the wall tightly as Bela moved over towards him, removing her hood in the process. Revealing her eyes, they were fiery and burning for something. And that something, against all odds, was him.

When Marlin finally settled down against the wall, he was already completely erect. Bela grabbed hold of his manhood and bend down a bit and wasted no time putting the shaft within her mouth and sucking.

Marlin moaned softly as the familiar feeling of her mouth on him returned. But something was different this time. She was moving a lot slower, as if she was savoring the taste, last time she was rougher, faster and wilder. Now? Now she took her time and also didn't use her teeth like last time, instead softly licking and suckling on the tip and the length itself.

Bela herself didn't know why she was doing this AGAIN. She was once again sucking this man's dick and she couldn't believe nor figure out why she did. But it was intoxicating to her, she felt herself getting wet by what she was doing.

She took his manhood out of her mouth with a pop before licking the sides and tip, causing Marlin to flinch in pleasure "Miss Bela…" he softly said. She looked at him "does this feel good manslave?" she asked softly yet condescendingly. "Yes miss Bela….it feels good" he replied. Bela smirked and immediately engulfed his manhood again with her mouth.

Minutes past as Bela took her time blowing him. He still hadn't come? Bela was getting tired of pleasing him, he should be pleasing her. But instead here she was, milking his dick for everything it was worth, waiting for that sweet taste again.

Marlin tried to control his moans as to not make too much noise. But he was getting there, Bela was not giving in, she occasionally switched between fully engulfing him and just licking the sensitive tip. But it was working. He was very close…

"Miss Bela…I'm going too…" at hearing this Bela immediately intensified her work and started deep throating him at a massive pace and it was too much for Marlin and he moaned it out, placing his hand on the back of Bela's head as he erupted.

Soon his semen ran down Bella's throat in a big blast. She moaned and threw her head back rapidly, taking the sweet nectar down her throat. She could not explain it. But it tasted just as his blood tasted, delicious, like the sweetest nectar, she indulged in it, swallowing without a problem as ecstasy filled her entire body.

Marlin just looked up at her, feeling worn out from the experience, though his erection remained he felt completely satisfied and tired. The way Bela looked was new to him, she looked…happy. Not just how she normally was which was basically sadistic jollies, but genuine happiness.

No words were spoken for a good few seconds as Bela indulged in the feeling of ecstasy that washed over her. And when she finally looked down at Marlin, the manservant, she did something she never thought she would do.

She walked over towards him and held him up against the wall, grabbing hold of his still erect manhood in the process.

She got on eye level with him and looked into his eyes intensely as she slowly lowered herself onto him. Their eye contact never breaking.

When he finally was inside her, Bela moaned and closed her eyes at the feeling, this incredible feeling.

Slowly she began to move herself up and down on his manhood, relishing in the feeling of his cock penetrating her over and over. "hmmm….yes" she said as she looked at Marlin, who tried to remain stoic but couldn't help not show how he was also enjoying this. She placed her hands on his chest for support as she went up and down.

Marlin tried to hold in his moans again as to avoid letting people here what was happening. But any fear he had of being caught was eclipsed by the amazing feeling he had as Bela was taking him. He could see it in her eyes. Passion and desire where evident within them, as was the slight glimpse of happiness she could see.

"Fuck…oh yes" Bela softly moaned as she increased her trusts upon him, her pale breasts bouncing along with her rhythm. Marlin wanted to grab them, squeeze them, after all she initiated all of this so that meant she was into it too. Besides he couldn't exactly make it worse for himself, he was one scream away from death most likely.

Deciding to be bold for the first time in years, Marlin moved his hands forward, taking Bela's supple mounds in his hands and softly playing with them.

He had expected a slap in the face, a scream, maybe for her to even stop all together. But none of that happened.

As she continued to ride him she just let it happen. She looked at him with intense eyes, not even a nod of approval, but also no sign to stop. So he squeezed and she moaned, he did it again, and again a moan.

Bela found a good rhythm, the feeling was intense, the pleasure immeasurable. She had never felt better in her life. This was better than torturing the manservant, he actually had a purpose, a purpose to please her and her alone!

Bending forward she captured his lips with hers again, bouncing upon his dick as he squeezed her breasts. He returned the kiss this time.

No fear or worry, he just went along with it. He kissed her deeply, her tongue against his, battling for dominance.

It feels so good! This manslave feels so good! Bela thought.

She broke the kiss only to immediately sink her teeth into the manservant's shoulder, who stifled a scream in response. The blood out of his shoulder seeping out and filled her mouth. The taste of it combined with the intense pleasure of his cock penetrating her over and over again send her over the edge.

Once more Bela threw her head back, blood staining her lips and dripping down her chin as Marlin tried to ignore the stinging pain in his shoulder. Then her face met his.

Her trusts became even harder.

"Fill me up manslave! Fill me with everything you have" and she grew more erratic, bouncing on his dick with almost supernatural speed. Marlin moaned loudly in response, he was already worn out from the intensity of her last blowjob, but he knew he wouldn't last long here either. Bela was hammering down on him, she wanted him to cum and she wanted it now.

Marlin tried to meet her trusts but felt himself unable too due to the pain in his shoulder as well the pleasure of being inside her was too much.

"Miss Bela…..you feel so….you feel so…" he moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Bela's insides where on fire, she was about to cum she knew it, but not before he had given her what she wanted. She wanted it badly, she wanted to feel her insides burning with pleasure. The pleasure only he could provide, her own special manslave, her personal pleasure toy…hers…and only hers…

"Cum in me Marlin….please"

Those words where enough to send Marlin over the edge, a shock and surprise to hear his own name, said by his enslaver and now quasi-lover. He couldn't take it anymore. For the second time that day he came, shooting his load straight inside of Bela's waiting pussy.

And this was too much for Bela.

Her head threw back as the feeling of him ejaculating in her spend sparks and tingles all through her body, followed by her own intense orgasm. She felt amazing! So alive!, her eyes where big and bright like the stars as she looked at Marlin. A smile on her face, a genuine smile of happiness. She let the feelings course through her as his semen flowed through her. It was intoxicating, she felt as light as a feather, in the seventh heaven. She couldn't explain it, it just felt so good.

And it was all because of him. Because of this simple little manservant.

Both their orgasms died down and they were there. Naked on the floor of the wine cellar, panting from the exhaustion of their act and looking at each other. Marlin didn't know what to expect, nor did he know what to say. But he should say something? Compliment her? Thanking her? Something…

"Thank you miss Bela…" he said panting.

Bela looked at him, not in anger or disbelief that he dare say something without her permission, but she looked at him with a certain glance of modesty, no longer like a master who controlled her slave. Maybe she could see him now as a person instead of a servant. That was a thought Marlin wasn't willing to bet on since he had seen nothing but a vile and cruel side from her for the past five years.

But these last few days everything had changed.

Whether by chance or design, he had seen a new Bela, maybe the one that was hidden all beneath that cruel malicious exterior, or a new side that was suddenly awakened.

She grabbed his face with both her hands and looked at him, kissing his forehead.

"This will be our little secret."