July 20th 1870
York England, Catherine is teaching her niece all about Hunters, as Catherine heard that there is a male Witch Hunter in York so ask Alexandra if she wanted to come along. Alexandra jumped at the chance to spend time with her aunty Catherine and to watch her go up against a Hunter just makes Alexandra very excited. Catherine and Alexandra have been watching this hunter for a few days. "He's quite handsome, maybe we could have some fun with him before you kill him." Alexandra suggested, Catherine just smiles at her. "Well that's a good idea, but it won't be tonight as we have the theater to attend to.
Catherine says as they are both dressed in there best gowns for this event. They don't make it ten yards before they get knocked out. When Catherine wakes up she finds herself and Alexandra chained from the ceiling in what can only be a sewer as it stinks of shit. She looks around as this seems so familiar and can't find any ruins, then Alexandra starts to come round. "Hay sweetheart did you have a good nap?" Catherine asked with a chuckle. "Yea, it was the best sleep I've had in ages." Alexandra laughs out. "Where are we aunty Catherine?" She asked. "I honestly don't know, and I can't contact Adele. But by the looks of things we are going to get tortured." Catherine tells her. "Well I don't know about you, but I can't bloody wait." Alexandra laughs out. "Me neither Alex, but whoever is doing this is an amateur. Can you see any mistakes that they've made?" Catherine asked as it's never a bad time to try and educate the youth of today.
Alexandra looks around and looks at her and Catherine then starts laughing. "We are not naked and there are no tools on that table over there, because you want your victim to be vulnerable and scared of what you might do with the tools." Alexandra laughs out. "You was right they are amateurs." She says to her. "But the table having no tools could also mean that we are going to get beaten and raped." Catherine says with an amused smile on her face. "This is new for me as I've been used before but never raped. I'm wet thinking about it." Catherine giggles out.
Then at the far end of the room is a large steel door, and it opens and a huge hulking white man with dark hair and in full Vampire face steps into the room. "Either you're an idiot and don't realize that we are also vampires, or you are part of Prince Leon's coven?" Catherine states. "Very clever deduction Lady Catherine." Leon says as he steps into the room, Alexandra is instantly afraid as she's heard of Prince Leon but to see a Vampire so demonic is something else entirely. "How about you let us go, and I fuck you, how's that sound your highness." Catherine says with sarcasm in her voice. "That does sound interesting as I've never fucked anyone as pretty as you two in a very long time." Leon tells them. "Not a surprise looking like you do." Alexandra laughs out, the huge man punches her in the face, and her bones rattle he hit her that hard, her head snaps back then drops and looks at him, with a smile on her face. "I hope you fuck as hard as you hit because my pussy needs a pounding." Alexandra laughs out to him, this makes Catherine laugh. "Show us your cock big fella, let's see what we are working with?" She asked him with a smile. "I'm long overdue a seeing to, so I hope you have more men out there Leon cause big boy ain't going to be able to handle what I've got." She says then Leon backhands her.
Catherine's head snaps to the side, and she smiles then spits out blood onto the floor. Alexandra just stared sexually at the huge man and licking her lips. "When my aunt Catherine tells you what you want to know. Can he keep me tied up and have his way with me?" Alexandra asked. "I ain't saying shit. I want him to rape my pussy first. You don't understand how long it's been since I've had some good dick. Listening to Ben and Dorothy going at it every fucking day drives me nuts." Catherine says to them. "I have one question, and then you may leave." Leon says to them. "That sounds boring. But I'll play." Catherine says with a smile. "Where is my brother Prince Silas?" He asked them.
Quick as a flash Catherine replies. "I don't know. Next question?" She says with a smile. "Well that is funny because I got told that you know." Leon states. "Sorry handsome, but whoever told you are lying as I wouldn't know your brother if I fell over him." Catherine says to them. Alexandra starts giggling. "Are we getting punished now? I'd clap if I could." she starts laughing. "Oh by the way this is my youngest Childe Alaric. Let me know when you have any information my son." Leon tells him, then pats him on the shoulder and walks out. Catherine and Alexandra just start giggling. Alaric cracks his knuckles on both his hands and just starts punching Catherine and Alexandra.
Catherine noticed that the chains are on a pulley system and can move up, down, forward and backwards. Alaric drags Catherine towards the table in the middle of the room and lowers her down, she's completely bent over the table, Alaric pulls out two large daggers and puts them through Catherine's shoulders and through the table. Catherine let's out a huge scream as she wasn't expecting that. He then goes behind Catherine and lifts her gown, then drops his pants, he begins slapping her big juicy ass then opens up her ass cheeks and begins spitting up her asshole.
He puts the head of his fat cock at her asshole, he's about six inches long but thicker than Amon and Andrew. Furthermore, he puts his thumbs in her asshole and begins stretching her, you can hear flesh ripping. Catherine can smell her blood and feels liquid exiting her ass, the pain is excruciating, and she is screaming out in pain, and then he enters her and begins pounding into her ass and slapping her ass cheeks so hard her skin cracks. "Is that all you got, fuck me harder!" She cried out trying to put him off, she begins faking an orgasm, she can't see his face, but she can imagine that he's smiling down at her.
Then he starts punching her in the ribs with his right hand, never loosing rhythm and then doing the same with his left hand. "I'm so close, punch me in the back of the head. AHH, YES!" Catherine screams out. "You are so good. Did Arius tell you that I liked it rough." She laughed out, trying to hide the pain that she's in. Alaric just violently fucks her ass without any quarter until he empties himself into her. Catherine just lays there completely beaten, then he pulls the daggers out, and she screams out in pain. He pulls her up and drags her back to where she was. "Is that it, I can go again." Catherine says to him with a smile. "Watch me have your niece, then I'll get back to you." Alaric tells her. "Alex you are going to love it, his cock is awesome." She says with a smile. "Can I taste my aunt's ass please?" Alexandra asked with a smile, this was met with a powerful backhand. "You could've just said no." Alexandra laughs out.
Hours later Alaric is pulling his pants up and shaking his head. This torture normally works. He heads to the door. "Bring on the next guy. I can go all night." Catherine laughs out. "Big lad like you can't keep up with two little girls. Maybe Leon is better equipped." Alexandra laughs. Alaric growls and walks out. Catherine listens closely. "Fucking hell my ass is sore." Catherine says to her. "He rubbed my nub so fucking hard, I thought it was going to come off." Alexandra laughs. "He's obviously never had a willing lover before, I know we were getting raped, but did it feel like he never had a clue what he was doing." Catherine asked.
This just makes Alexandra laugh, which makes her winch as her ribs hurt when she laughs. Alaric comes back every day for over three weeks and does the same thing, it's like he doesn't know what he's doing, it doesn't help that Catherine and Alexandra have grown accustomed to his methods and just laugh at him, and they still haven't told him where Prince Silas is, either they don't know or they really don't want to tell him. He can't bare to believe that he ain't good at torturing them as they look a mess, they are covered in cuts and bruises, there gowns are ripped. Then he gets summoned to take the girls to his sire.
February 2nd 1879
London, England inside The Old Vic, seated in the box seating section of the popular theater, Catherine sat up straight peering down to the stage. In her hand she held a long stem holding opera glasses chevalier binoculars to her eyes. Her eyes shifted from the stage to the royal box seats across the way from her. The great Queen Victoria made a rare appearance to the theater this evening. Perhaps it was because the theater company was performing a rather alternative version of Hamlet.
Persephone wanted a night out with Emma and Alexandra, so Catherine begged Amon to take her to the theatre to see Hamlet, even as a vampire she still loves watching Shakespeare plays. Sitting beside her, Amon tapped his fingers on his knee and turned his gaze to follow Catherine across the room. "What are you looking at fat ass?" His arm slid on the back of Catherine's chair to whisper into Catherine's ear. "Little Vic decided to make an appearance, and I do not have a fat ass you prick." Catherine tore her eyes from the stoic looking Queen to Amon. "I am curious of her." Catherine says to him. "That's because your fond of her," said Amon, hanging his leg over his knee.
Catherine frowned. "You make it sound so sinful." She says with a wicked smile. "Cat." He laid a hand-over white silk gloved hand, "everything that you do is sinful." He tossed her a mischievous smile and kissed the back of her hand. "Do you really think she's still mourning that German sausage of hers? She looks as if she's in fine company." Catherine eyed the brawny Scotsmen wearing a black jacket with a piece of the tartan kilt crossing his chest and draped over his shoulder and a glengarry cap on his head. He was much rugged looking than the Queen's first husband, but just as handsome. "I have no opinion, Cat." Amon says with a yawn as the theater always board him, but since he did that massacre about twenty years ago, the security has doubled and with the Queen here tonight it's tripled.
Amon can't understand why Catherine wanted to come here, but he's sure it wasn't to watch Hamlet. Holding the dainty binoculars to her eyes, Catherine's upper lip curled as she squinted at the Queen. "She is rather a meek looking thing, is she not?" She passed the binoculars to Amon. Holding the long stem of the binoculars, Amon eyed stout Queen dressed in black gown with black lace styled into her dark hair. "I agree, she does not compare to you. No woman does." He says with a smirk. "You flatter me. But don't let Dorothy hear you say these things to me." Catherine tossed him a smile.
Amon lowered the binoculars and looked at Catherine, "Do you desire to be at her court?" Amon asked her. "And break the illusion of our enduring sovereign by getting to know her? I fear not." Catherine looked back out to the theater. "I'd much rather live in the world of delusion." She says to him. "Do you want to kill her?" asked Amon crossing his leg over his knee. Taking the binoculars from his hand, Catherine used them to spy on the other guests in the audience. "She's survived seven assassination attempts so far." She says to him. "Yes, by fools." said Amon, holding his fingers together. "None of which, are by you or me." He tells her, as he likes to add himself into things just to rile her up.
Catherine tossed him a smile then turned her attention back to the stage. "What do you think, Adele?" she asked. Adele remained silent. Frowning at Amon, Catherine twisted around in her seat to look at Adele sitting behind them. Adele's green eyes were unblinking as they stared up at the large crystal chandelier in the center of the theater. She doesn't know why but when Adele is around her parents her child like personality is always at the front. "Adele, love, what are your thoughts on the play, darling?" Catherine asked her daughter again with a patient smile adorned on her face. Adele lifted her hand from her lap and pointed at the crystal chandelier. "The twinkle, twinkle in my mind. But the girls have no Queen of cups to trade." She says with a giggle. "No mother, I agree with father. You have a fat ass." She chuckled out. "That's quite the review, and I do not have a fat ass." Catherine faced forward and smiled at Amon.
He looked at Catherine with an expression of bewilderment. Paying no mind to it, Catherine held the binoculars to her eyes. She scans over the large audience and pauses with a smile crossing her face. The Hunter she had been stalking for some time is down below, sitting beside a man with a curled mustache. Also looking down at the Hunter, Amon brought Catherine's gloved hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. He smiled to himself as Catherine returned her gaze back to the stage. Her mind was made. At intermission, she was going to kill the Witch Hunter.
Intermission: Main Lobby Disguised within the elegant crowd, Catherine's eyes were focused on the back of the Monster Hunter as she descended the staircase to the main lobby area with her husband at her side. Catherine's gaze ran over the yellow haired Hunter. By the silks of her gown and the dullness of the jewels in her necklace, Catherine knew that she was of modest wealth. Her husband standing beside her was distracted as he spoke to the other men and women around them waiting for the time of intermission to be finished. He took a glass of wine from the theater footman serving the patrons.
Catherine knew this was her chance to lure the Hunter from the crowd. Amon and Adele stood in the background watching Catherine take the first steps down the stairs to carefully gain the Hunter's attention without making a commotion. A small smile tugged at Amon's lips and decided to have himself a meal in the meantime. "Are you coming Delly Bobz?" He asked his daughter. Adele put's her palms out In front of her and starts pretending that they are scales. "Watch you rip someone apart or watch mother kill another Hunter? The pickle I'm in." She says sarcastically and walks away hopefully to find a shag for tonight. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Catherine toyed with the fan in her hand and shifted her gaze around until landing on the Witch Hunter. It only took the Hunter a minute to feel a demonic gaze on her.
Catherine watched with amusement as the Witch Hunter quickly looked around for the supernatural creature until spotting Catherine standing amongst the crowd. Lifting the slight arch of her brow, Catherine smirked and turned away, knowing that she was luring the Hunter from the company. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see the Hunter holding a bit of her gown up from the floor to quickly follow her. Catherine made a sharp turn into a dark corner, disappearing from sight. The Hunter halted mid-step and looked around in the shadows then decided to follow her instincts, which led her into the blackness.
Backstage, opening a small portal and a magical tipped dagger falls into her hand the Hunter carefully walked through the shadows. Her heart nearly stopped and the sounds of unsuspecting voices of stagehands milling about for the next act of the play. Staying unseen by the theater employees, the Hunter made another turn entering further back of the stage. Her eyes fell to the body laying on the wooden stage floor. The man's neck twisted almost all the way around. The beautiful blonde vampire was near, the Witch Hunter tightened her hand around the dagger. Suddenly emerging from the black shadows, Catherine kicks the Hunter into her side. Quickly recovering, the Hunter blocks Catherine's following attacks and manages to sock Catherine into the face and into her stomach.
Catherine grabs a hold of the Hunter and swings her around to throw her, but her footing is good, and she regains her balance. Catherine kicks her in the face and this time the Hunter falls to the floor, Catherine grabs the Hunter as she tries to get up and heaves her over onto her back again. The Hunter rolls around to her feet and comes at Catherine. She swings, but Catherine blocks and hits her instead. She follows up with a backhand punch and the Hunter hits the floor again. The Hunter leaps up and kicks Catherine in the face. She arches backward and then snaps forward. Catherine knees the Hunter in the chin and then delivers a series of punches to her gut. She ends with a punch to the Hunter's face.
The Hunter isn't fazed, and lunges at Catherine, with her dagger. Catherine grabs the Hunter's arm and diverts her into wooden stacked crate boxes. The Hunter crashes through the wooden boxes, but immediately straightens back up, breaking the load and the frame of the box as well. She kicks Catherine in the face and again in the chest. Catherine staggers backward, catching her footing. The Hunter flips out her magical dagger and stands ready to finish the job. Catherine grins and snap-kicks the Hunter into the face, the Hunter fell to the ground.
Catherine looks down at her hand which is sizzling from a small cut on her palm. "Magic!" She growls out and takes off running. Catherine grabbed a long line of rope and climbed up the ladder to the upper stage scaffolding. Looking over her shoulder, Catherine saw the Hunter hot on her tail. Nearly reaching the top of the scaffold, Catherine kicked the heel of her shoe into the Hunter's face and continued to climb up the ladder. The sounds of the theater patrons taking their seats for the third act of the show could be heard from the backstage area. Catherine whirled around just as the Hunter attacked her with the dagger in hand. Clenching her hand around the Hunter's wrist, Catherine slammed it on the metal rail-pole forcing the Hunter to drop the weapon down the long way to the stage.
Catherine looked at the Hunter, sensing her fear and menacingly grinned. Head-butting the Hunter on the bridge of her nose, Catherine easily gained her advantage in the fight. Weakly, the Hunter tries to punch Catherine back, but Catherine never lets up with her attack and continues to viciously punch and kick the Hunter. Catherine grabs the nearby rope and wraps it tightly around the Hunter's throat. She tied it tightly and grinned as the Hunter failed to free herself from the noose. "God save the Queen." whispered Catherine into the Witch Hunter's ear before pushing off of the high scaffold just as the heavy red velvet curtains parted and the actors walked onto the stage.
The rope unraveled quickly until it snapped straight, breaking the Hunter's neck. The audience gasped in horror at the sight of the lynched woman dangling high on the stage. "Its Lord Amon coming to get us all again." One audience member shouted in the hysteria of horror. Catherine scoffed when she heard this. "It's my wife! Oh my God! It's my wife!" The Hunter's husband shouted amongst the terrified screaming. "Call the Constable! Now you fool!" He shouted. As the crowd stampedes over one another as they frantically run out of the theater.
Pushing and shoving past one another, Adele watched, memorised by the beautiful chaos and smiled. "Mother is copying father, and she plays the music, but the dancing bears don't know where to stop." She clapped her hands together then broke out into a fit of laughter. Holding out his hand, Amon aided Catherine down the side steps of the stage. With a proud smile on his face, he brushed his mouth over her hand. "Always making a show." He said, wrapping her hand around his elbow. Catherine chuckled. "Yes, I do give the public what they want." She says to him. "Certainly gave Her Majesty a gasp. You also tried to steal the limelight away from what I did in the theater." He lifted his gaze to the vacant opera box where Queen Victoria had been seated.
Catherine comically pouted, also looking at the empty opera box. "Yes, I do fear that she'll never return to the public after tonight. You are just jealous that no one famous was sitting in the audience." Catherine giggles out then placed a gentle hand on Adele's arm turning her attention. "Adele, darling, did you enjoy the show?" Catherine asked her. Adele just shrugged, as she misses Elijah. "It was ok, but you just wanted your name next to a theatre like father's. I'm pretty sure someone shouted Lord Amon not Pulchra Creaturae." Adele says with a smirk. Catherine just shakes her head.
Amon just starts laughing at a joke. "What's so funny Ben?" Catherine asked. "Wait for it." He says and there's a loud scream as they make it outside, five carriage drivers and all there horses have been slaughtered. "How the fuck did you do this so fast?" Adele asked him. Amon waves his hands up and down then side to side. "A magician never reveals his secrets." He says laughing. This makes Catherine and Adele laugh, as Amon is such a clown at times. "Well I don't know about you two, but I'm knackered." she states. "Well killing a Hunter will take up a lot of your energy." Amon says. He noticed that she keeps looking at her hand, he can smell her powerful blood. "Are you injured Cat?" He asked. "Yea, she cut me with a dagger, and it burned, I can feel it healing, but it's slower than normal." Catherine tells him.
They climb into their carriage. "Let's see the dagger then." Adele says. "It fell on the stage, so I don't have it." Catherine tells her. "Well I need it, to see what she did, and hopefully I can counter it." Adele says sounding quite annoyed with her mother. "I'll go get it. I'll meet you both at home." Amon says then gives them both a kiss on the lips before disappearing in a blur. Catherine grinned, as Amon left. "Good he's gone, now tell me what you think?" Catherine says to Adele and shows her the dagger. "You lied to father." Adele says shocked. "Yes. Your point is?" She asked. "Nothing just shocked that you would do it." Adele says with a smile, and takes the dagger and runs her hand over it, and closes her eyes, then she moans out in pleasure.
Catherine can smell her arousal. "Oh wow. This is clever." Adele says. "What is it?" Catherine asked. "It's poison, you'll be dead by morning." Adele says very calmly and hands the dagger back and looks out of the window of the carriage. "What do you mean poison?" She asked then she starts to feel it take its affect, the tiredness was the first symptom. "I can fix it, and I can make it, so no magic can ever affect you again." Adele says still looking out of the window. Catherine likes this Idea. "So that means no witch or Witch Hunter can cast a spell on me." Catherine states. "Exactly mother." Adele says and turns to her with a smile. "For someone to kill you it would have to be hand to hand, and they wouldn't know until they were in range." She laughed out. "Do you want it mother?" She asked. "Yes my darling." Catherine says as she feels herself burning up. Adele grabs her cut hand and waves her hand over it. A green mist covers Catherine and the cut heals. "How do you feel mother?" Adele asked. Catherine smiles. "I feel fantastic. Where did you learn that spell?" She asked. "One of the books in Norway. It's the same spell used on Balder, but I changed it, so it was only magic that couldn't kill you." Adele says with pride.
Then Catherine remembered the story of Balder. "Mistletoe isn't going to break the spell is it?" Catherine asked. Adele just shrugged. "I honestly wouldn't know." She replied with a smile. "Will you be doing this for Ben?" Catherine asked her. Adele just shakes her head. "I don't worry about Ben. It's you I worry about because father hasn't been picking fights with every Hunter that he comes across like you do." Adele says to her just as the carriage pulls up. The door opens and Amon is standing there. He'd been sat at the back of the carriage listening to the whole thing. "Couldn't find it, I think the constable got it before I did." He tells them. "It's fine father I healed mother." Adele says and skips into their home.
March 19th 1887
London England, Jack the Ripper is still at large the papers read, Catherine thinks that he's doing a fantastic job for a human, where the name Jack comes from she'll never know, but she likes it and that is what she now calls him. Antony has had another argument with Celeste as yet again in there nearly 200 years of courting she can't seem to keep her legs closed. Catherine is sure that Celeste has a problem and no doubt some clever human will come up with a name for a sex addict. "Are you okay Antony?" She asked him as she links his arm walking through the streets of London looking for a meal before Catherine introduced him to Jack. "Yea I'm fine Cat. Just needed a break from her. I'll see her again in a month at the next council meeting." He says to her. "As much as I love that I've got you in my bed for a month as I know this will annoy Celeste. I'm starting to believe what Felix used to say about her. She does have a problem." Catherine tells him. "My cock is still sore after you rode me before. But yeah she's always wanting to have sex." He says to her then he spots a couple and nods in there direction so Catherine looks.
The couple are in their early twenty's, and they are both very attractive, they don't look rich, but they don't seem like they struggle. "What do you say to a bit of wife swapping my love?" Catherine asked him. "Take the lead beautiful." He says to her, and they follow them and then accidentally on purpose bumps into them. "I'm so sorry, we are trying to find our home, and we've gotten turned around. We've just moved here from up north." Antony tells them in a very posh English accent. "That's quite alright, may we be of some assistance's sir?" The man asked then looks at Catherine, and she sees desire in his eyes. "Oh. Thank you so much. Better yet, why don't you come to our home for a drink. It's always nice to make new friends. That's if you are not to busy." Antony asked them.
The man turns to his wife. "What do you say darling, we did only come out for some fresh night air." He asked, the woman eyes Catherine and Antony and smiles at them. "Who are we to turn down high class strangers in need Rupert." The woman says to her husband, with a slight smirk on her face. "Right you are Stacey my darling." He says to her then turns to Antony and Catherine. "Where do you live my friends?" He asked them. Catherine tells them and the man smiles at her, he lets go of Stacey's arm and walks over to Catherine, "may I escort you milady, if this is okay with you my good sir?" He asked them.
Antony's nods and Catherine takes his arm, and he takes them in the direction of there home, Stacey grabs Antony's strong arm. "My you have big muscles." Stacey says quietly to him. "It's not the only thing that's big my dear." Antony says with a flirtatious grin. Stacey feels heat rise in her cheeks as no man has ever been this forward towards her. Her arousal makes Antony start to get hard, "you are very forward sir." She says. "My name is Antony, and you are beautiful, you make me hard. Would you like to feel it?" He asked her. Stacey has two options, turn and slap him, but that could ruin their plans, or she can feel it, she does find the man to be very handsome and wouldn't say no to bedding him.
She steps In front of him as she wished to make it look like she wanted to change arms and as she does, she runs her hand across his crotch and down his thigh, and she feels his hardness. Stacey gulps as he seems to be huge, much bigger than her husband's. "My word is that real Antony? Your wife is very lucky." She says and can feel herself getting turned on. "Oh it's real and yours if you want to try it out tonight." He tells her just as Catherine's large home comes into view. Catherine has been stroking Rupert's arm, telling him how handsome he is, and that she's never been with a man as handsome as himself.
This makes the man lift his chin and strut with confidence, they get inside Catherine's home and Stacey and Rupert are in awe with how grand it looks. Bartholomew takes everyone's coats and hats, the moment Catherine takes off her coat to reveal her pink low cut top that hangs just below the shoulders, and a shin length dark green skirt. Rupert is instantly aroused as he stares at Catherine's large breasts. Antony escorts them into the sitting room where there are all sorts of bottles on a table. "So what is everyone's poison? Catherine I already know yours." He asked he pours himself and Catherine a glass of rum. "Whiskey for me please." Rupert asked. "What ever you suggest would be fine Antony." Stacey flirts with him. "Vodka or rum then?" He asked her. "I've never tasted either, I drink wine." She says.
Antony goes inside a cupboard and pulls out a bottle of red wine from Greece and pours her a glass. "Would you like a tour Rupert?" Catherine asked him. "That would be marvelous miss Catherine." Catherine walks over and escorts him out and closes the door behind her.
She takes Rupert upstairs to show him the guest bedroom as there is no way she's fucking this man in her bed. She opens the door and allows him to walk inside first, the moment she steps in Rupert has Catherine pinned to the door and is attacking her mouth which she gladly accepted as there tongues begin wrestling for dominance in eachothers mouths, his hand comes up and gropes her large breasts with his left hand, then his right hand is up her dark green skirt and feeling her moist pussy. "You are so wet, but you are so cold to touch." He says to her. She pushes off the door and backs him towards the bed, Catherine drops to her knees and begins freeing his hard manhood, she examines it and compairs it to her other lovers, it seems to be just above average.
Rupert looks down at her, she grabs his cock and looks up at him with a smile then puts him in her mouth and begins sucking his cock, he begins to moan out and he puts his hand on her head. This is something that she doesn't like as she doesn't mind you stroking her head but don't just leave your hand there like your in charge. Catherine pulls back and looks at him. "Don't even think about coming just yet, I want my fun aswell." She says gives the top of his cock a kiss and stands up. She takes off his jacket and a gun falls onto the floor, she pretends to be scared and gasps. "Do not worry beautiful, it's for protection from Jack the Ripper." He tells her.
Catherine smiles and kisses the man. "Don't worry about Jack." She pushes him on the bed, she rips off her pink top and her dress falls away leaving her as naked as the day she was born. Rupert's cock looked like it got bigger and fatter, she climbs up the bed and positions herself over his hard cock and impales herself onto him. This makes her moan out, she bends down and begins kissing Rupert, moving up and down on his manhood, moaning into his mouth as they kiss. "Oh my goodness, Rupert you are so big, you are stretching me out." Catherine lies to him, this encourages him and he moves his hands down to her big plump ass and squeezes her ass cheeks and starts bucking up into her, this actually makes Catherine really moan out as he's hitting the right spots, but like most men it's pure luck. Then she hears the sound of a woman screaming, she doesn't think that Rupert heard as he's smashing into her. "It was never Jack that you needed to worry about Rupert." She moans out into his ear.
Her right hand grabs him by the throat and she sits up in full Vampire face and just starts riding him with her vampire strength. The fear in the room is turning Catherine on more. "I'm so close. Don't you fucking dare come!" She growls at him. She let's out a scream as she begins coming then bends down and bites into Rupert's neck and drinks down his warm rich blood. This just turns her on more. The moment the man is dead and she's rided out her orgasm she climbs off him and spins round to find a very naked and hard Antony standing behind her.
Catherine just jumps into his arms and impales herself onto him, Antony spins round and pins her to the wall and begins fucking her hard and fast. "AHH FUCK! AHH YES!" Catherine screams out, as Antony knows exactly what he's doing and he's fucking good at satisfying her, not as good as Arius but he's still bloody fantastic. Catherine uses her speed to get him off her and positions herself bent over the bed. Antony enters her again and begins pounding into her. "They were thieves Cat, looking to rip some rich person off." Antony tells her. "AHH FUCK! It seems that we did London a favour by killing them. AHH YES! SO CLOSE!" She screams out, her hand goes between her legs and begins rubbing her clit vigorously as she so badly wants to come, as Rupert only gave her a little pleasure.
Antony doesn't let up then he starts spanking her ass cheeks, hoping that because Adele likes it Catherine might and he hit the nail on the head, as her pussy just got wetter with every slap. She screams out her orgasm and Antony grunts out his own. "I fucking love going hunting with you Cat." Antony tells her. "The nights still young and you still need to meet Jack." Catherine tells him with a giggle.