New Territory for the Vampire

The cellar was dark and musty. A smell of oaken casks pervaded the cavity, but little dust existed. A large fire roared in the corner while strange and eerie shadows played around the walls. Baron Strezlecki, alone, relaxed in his chair, the preparation's laid out before him. An ancient book lay open on his lap. Set out in latin, lay the ceremony. It was simple, but at the same time involved, short but at the same time everlasting. Tonight he would not need the ancient tongue. The gods understood all messages from the earth plane.

He had seen the ceremony performed on 3 occasions. The last 125 years ago but this would be the first time he had performed it. On each occasion the risks had been great, but at the same time the chance of success had been so much better. The opportunity presented itself before stepping foot in America, but it had been only one part of a larger jigsaw. The final piece of the jigsaw had fallen into place upon meeting Jane and he had pondered proceeding with it ever since. On the previous occasions two out of three had been successful.

He felt a little tired with his exertions of the previous days, but he had feasted well. Over the last 24 hours he had fasted, stealing himself for tonight. Each of his lovers held a distinct taste to his palette and during the course of every month, there taste would alter and change, as hormones flowed through their bodies. He closed his eyes, and allowed his other senses to seek out the darkness which he knew would come. There must be no mistakes.

A heavy door open and closed. Approaching footsteps on stone. Instinctively he knew it was Sonia. Sonia had pleased him well and tonight would be another large step in her progression. Her final progression to vampette was barely finished and already he was asking her to step up to the final level. Her shape emerged out of the darkness, her form shrouded in a floor length purple cape and bonnet, lined with black silk. She crossed the floor before him and knelt on the carpet before him.

"My master" she said quietly and submissively.

The baron offered her his hand and she kissed it.

"Come", said the Baron gently and pulled her upwards towards him.

For a moment she stood before him, as he placed the ancient book on the adjacent table. He motioned for her to sit across his lap and pulled her body into his strong embrace. She lay her head on his shoulder and cuddled her master in complete privacy. He pulled her in tight and held her body close to his for some time, enjoying her feminine contours. For the first time since meeting the baron, she actually felt fear from him. It was something she had never felt near him, and her apprehensiveness grew.

"My master are you alright" she whispered looking up at his face.

He looked at her concerned face for a minute, before lightly stroking her hair.

"Yes, I'm alright" he said almost convincingly.

"Come, its 11.10pm, the moon is full, we must commence", said the baron his confidence suddenly apparent. "is the circle ready? There must be no mistakes as a break in the circle will leave us open to infusion."

"Yes, master, we have practiced this morning and all is in readiness" said Sonia, the responsibility now starting to weigh heavily on her shoulders.

"How is Veronique and Jane", said the baron reaching for her chin to look deep into her eyes, his concern apparent.

"They are quiet and nervous, my lord" said Sonia.

"And Annika?" enquired the baron.

"The same my lord" looking at her master dutifully.

"Bring my mistresses forward, let us begin", said the Baron sounding strong and determined.

The baron stood quietly examining the ceremony area. In the centre of the room lay a low padded bench surrounded totally by a single white cushion. The padded bench was 3 foot wide by 6 foot long and covered in a rich black velvet material. Surrounding the bench were 12 white cushions equally placed. Each cushion was placed almost adjacent to the other which kept the circle small and compact. It would need to be compact.

A pair of evil red eyes suddenly flew across the room, and disappeared. The gathering had commenced, and he could no longer go back. His eyes focussed around the room, seeking out more apparitions. Three more appeared and scurried around the room, seeking to be out of his glare. He could feel the evil, the misguided, the lost, invading his sanctuary. They had come for his child.

He reached down into a large bucket of salt and grabbed up a large handful. Glaring around the room, at the illusionary shapes, dark vessels, and evil apparitions he walked out into the room and around the cushions, leaving a fine trail of salt.

He sat down in his chair, watched the circle and waited. Already creatures were seeking weaknesses in the circle, seeking access to something not of this earth. The circle held. Footsteps approaching. Out of the darkness Jane, Veronique and Annika approached the stand.

The three were dressed in a similar fashion. Janes cape and bonnet was red, Annika's white and Veronique black. Yet the material and stitching was of the highest quality. He stood to greet the three women, hugging them to his body. Reaching for Veronique he pulled her body to his, and held her in a tight embrace. Holding her close, he sought out her eyes and her inner truth.

"Are you sure about this my love" he whispered to her soul,

"Yes, its my time," she said a glazed look of commitment from her eyes.

The baron looked at the other two but Annika and Jane just smiled and nodded without being asked.

A screech and scream of the unearthly source again resonated the room, as ghastly apparitions approached and circled the ceremony area, staying just outside the circle of salt. The women were momentarily taken aback. The baron had prepared them all well, and although frightened they believed in his power implicitly. All 3 women reached into the bucket of salt and following one another, walked the trail left by the baron.

Many footsteps emerged out of the darkness. Sonia led 11 women all cloaked in purple cloaks and bonnets. All dressed in the same fashion as herself. They stopped on the other side of the room and waited. Veronique stepped up beside the baron in her black cape and stood on his right hand side. Annika and Jane stood either side of the baron, and lastly Sonia approached from across the room to stand at Annika's side.

The wailing and disturbance increased. Evil eyes, visions of hideous deformities, of grotesque creatures began to materialize within the room and circle the participants. The women on the far side of the circle reached for each others hands and held each other close as they watch the visions race around the room.

Sonia nodded and Lauren walked across to the 5 who awaited her. Lauren pulled back her cape and offered her breasts to Sonia. Immediately a small pair of fangs slid forward in Sonia's mouth. She leant forward and trailed her fangs across Lauren's left breast until she found the barons puncture marks. She bit into her breast until she could taste blood in her mouth. Lauren gasped, and held Sonia's head for a moment. For a moment Sonia savored the new taste. Her bite was shallow and superficial compared to the barons.

Sonia's fangs withdrew and she licked at Lauren's nipple, licking and sucking the gentle stream of blood into her mouth. Lauren's first taste of lesbian sex surprised her, and she enjoyed Sonia's attention. Gently Sonia continued to suck Lauren's breast, as her hands started to caress the lawyers skin. Brushing her hand across Lauren's right breast, and then on down across her stomach and into her pubic hair. Further down along Lauren's thighs and then lightly back up between her legs to rub her fingers backwards and forwards in her slit. Lauren's eyelids fluttered as Sonia's fingers sought out and lightly gained access into the edge of Lauren's slit, the first signs of excitement appearing.

Sonia pulled her finger along Lauren's slit and with one lingering kiss, removed the newly released blood from her breast. Lauren stood up and walked to Veronique. Veronique kissed Lauren on the lips gently and then trailed her kisses down to Lauren's right breast. Veronique now bit into Lauren's right breast. Enough to bleed but not enough to be dangerous. Veronique reached up with her fingers, and created small trails for the blood to flow down. The blood oozed from the wounds in either breast.

Veroniques fingers traced the contours of Lauren's body and into the top of her slit. The liquid propelled by gravity flowed gently and uninterrupted down into Lauren's slit. Veronique slid one and then a second finger into Lauren's now oozing vagina. Veronique stood at eye level and stared deep into Lauren's eyes as she continued to thrust her fingers into her wet hole. Lauren quickly understood the message and leant forward to kiss Veronique on the lips.

"I will not fail you" she said.

The blood began to drip from both of her breasts, and she reached for the salt and circled the platform allowing her blood to fall with the salt. A third of the way around the circle a black phantom raced towards her before veering away into the darkness. Involuntarily she ducked away, but completed the circle. Standing before the Baron, she knelt. 12 gold rings lay on the ancient pages of the book.

"Be thy a keeper of chastity, of fertility, and take this ring as a sign of safeguard, of you and your sisters bodies. May the circle of gold and blood, protect our bodies from intrusion, and from being overwhelmed. Let the circle of your blood, fertilise the ground for a child of blood. Safeguard this circle of life and death, of ending and renewal. Bring forth new growth, and rebirth and shield all those from the darkness of evil". Said the baron quietly and he slid the gold ring onto Lauren's right index finger.

The cavern was suddenly overwhelmed with an increase in howling banshees. Now they started to show themselves, and make there displeasure known. They knew that souls were available for taking. Souls that they wanted, bodies to be occupied. Souls that would not be easy for the taking.

Lauren stepped into the circle and took up position on one of the cushions. Sitting cross legged, she turned her back outside the circle, and allowed her cape to fall open and exposing her naked body within the circle. Her light brown pubic hair, contrasting with the whiteness of the cushion upon which she sat.

Belinda stepped forward. The baron had visited her many times since there initial meeting on the plane. Within several weeks, Belinda had offered her daughter Annika for the Barons sustenance. At only 16 Annika was surprisingly still a virgin, something that the baron, had safeguarded for this ceremony. Her blood would be needed for the germination to commence.

Pushing back her cape Belinda felt for the first time the bite of Sonia. She looked down as the vampettes fangs found the barons marks and puncture the skin. The blood seeped from the small puncture wounds. Sonia leant forward and kissed Belinda gently but with growing passion on her lips. Sonia's fingers sought out Belinda's sex and allowed her body to rub against Annika's mothers body. Annika watched her mother being seduced by a vampette and felt her own excitement arising in her own groin.

Belinda stepped up and kissed her daughter, gently on both cheeks before offering Veronique her right breast. Veroniques fingers traced even more exciting lines on her body. Then her fingers were inside her. No woman had ever put there fingers into her body. All feeling of shame that she expected never materialized.

Veroniques small fangs bit into her right breast. Only It was different from the barons feeding. This was more like a needle prick, but she understood the importance of her blood. Belinda felt Veroniques fingers slide easily forwards and backwards into her body before she felt the cool air on her vacant tunnel as the fingers were withdrawn, She turned picked up the salt and walked slowly and steadily allowing her blood to drip steadily in the path with the salt.

Belinda faced the baron naked, her breasts full and smeared with blood. She knelt before the baron, who repeated the mantra, and slid the gold ring onto her finger. Standing the baron kissed her gently on the lips before licking the blood from the wounds. Belinda stepped into the circle and sat beside Lauren.

Over the next 10 minutes, the circle filled, Sandy, Courtney, Katherine, Bridgette, Tania, Sandra, Jeannine, Rachel, and Isabelle. One by one the barons twelve mistresses committed their bodies and blood to the conception. Only one space was left for Sonia. The barons fangs bit deeper into her breasts. Her blood gushed full and strong and splashed down onto her thighs. As Sonia commenced the final circle trailing salt, Jane, Annika, Veronique and the baron entered the circle. The baron turned and waited for her. With the final ring, he chanted the mantra over Sonia, kissing her and sliding the ring onto her finger.

The circle was important. Tonight souls would be released, and conceptions created. The barons mistresses as vessels of fertility would also be at risk, yet by holding the circle closed, the world of evil would be excluded.

Baron Strezlecki, raised his arms in a wide circle.

"Let the circle be joined". Said the Baron loudly.

Sonia reached out to her right and slide her hand between Belinda's legs, pushing her right index finger into Belinda's still wet vagina. Belinda in turn placed her left hand over Sonia's pushing the finger deeper into her body and held it securely in place. One by one the mistress's completed the circle until Courtney finally reached for Sonia's vagina, sliding her right index finger up into Sonia's vagina. A strange crimson envelope surrounded the ceremony.

The baron turned towards Jane. She stepped forward anxious, and committed to complete this which begun, should be completed. The baron lead her to the cushioned alter and helped her as she lay back. Placing a pillow under Jane's head the baron pulled open her cape steadily, the silk sliding easily from her body, revealing her breasts and stomach already swelling with the early signs of pregnancy.

Annika stepped up to the alter. Standing in front of the baron, she turned to face Jane. Annika untied the straps on her Cape and allowed the baron to pull it from her shoulders. Annika's eyes never left Janes, as she placed her right knee beside Janes hip and then swung her left knee across Janes body. For a moment she knelt over Jane, the Barons hand steadying her before lowering her self onto Janes pubic mound. Jane felt a wetness grow on her pubic mound and smiled at the young girl.

The young virgin reached forward and placed her hands on Jane's swelling body. The fingers caressing the woman's outward signs of fertility, as Annika's gently rubbed her clitoris on Jane's pubic bone. Annika's clitoris, excited by the stimulation reacted by gently coating the pregnant woman's body with her own wet secretion.

Annika knew she must be ready for the baron, but was pleased with herself that it had taken so little. She found herself excited to be the centre of attention, surrounded by 14 semi naked women. To be astride a pregnant woman's hips and in her first serious sexual experience would help to conceive a new life. She could smell the sexual excitement all round her and quickly glanced at Katherine and Tania on her right and felt a further gush from her young body as she watched their fingers slowly pushing deep into each others vaginas.

The baron stepped up onto the alter behind Annika, her young tight arse, an inviting sign of sexual maturity. The baron reached forward and ran his hands over Annika's hips, before sliding his right hand between her legs to ensure that she was ready to proceed. Veronique pulled the barons black cape from his body, his body strong masculine, his arse tight and flexing in anticipation of its coming role. The barons cock was already erect, thick, and long. For a virgin, it would be punishing.

Veronique pushed Jane's left foot upwards towards her body. Immediately Jane raised her knees together. The baron slid his knees under Jane's and pulled Annika's body up straight sliding his hard cock between her legs. Annika looked down between her legs to see its head poking forward as if it was her own.

It was huge and her tight little pussy would never take something so large as her juices dripped quickly from her body and engulfed the barons cock. . She did the only thing she could think off and began to rub herself backwards and forwards along its length. The baron allowed her the liberty. He had more important matters to deal with.

Reaching forward the Baron placed his hands on Jane's swollen stomach.

"Oh supreme being of light, power over all light and darkness, your seed has fallen on unfallowed ground. I Strezlecki, call on you to remove your seed and this soul. Be gone from this womb of woman, cleanse this joining and allow me to reseed this woman with pure seed", yelled the baron.

Immediately the damned, attacked the circle, vomit, and atrocious forms of disemboweled bodies were flung and cascaded over the crimson dome. The dark forms attacked and screamed at the circle. Nothing entered and the mistresses held the circle tight. The evil was held at bay outside as had been foretold by the ancients. The circle and crimson dome held all at bay and protected the baron and the mistresses. The Baron sighed in relief and searched upward for a sign.

He waited and watched. A pin prick of light appeared and descended slowly and steadily until it shone on Jane's stomach and the barons hands. Second by second it grew in size and intensity until it was a foot wide. Heat and warmth surrounded the barons hands and Jane's body. Suddenly an intense light dissected the column blinding the circle as it shone into Jane's stomach, followed by millions of tiny sparks. Jane could feel the heat inside her body. Then it was gone, and so was the soul of her unborn child.

"Oh supreme being of light, power over all light and darkness, bless me as I seed this hallowed ground and fertilize this barren fallow. Help me prepare this woman for my seed. Grant me Strezlecki your servant in darkness, the power to create new life," yelled the baron once more.

A softer white light reappeared and Annika leant forward ready to feel the barons entry. The white light centered on her hips turning pink in the centre. Immediately the baron pushed his cock deep into Annika's virginal passage, ripping her hymen wide. The intrusion was deep and tearing, but the white light prevented any pain. Instead the baron slide his cock deep into her body. Holding her hips he continued to pump his cock into her body. Thrusting hard and deep. Looking down at his hard cock he watched the level of blood increase until it was thick and heavily covered. The blood spurred him on and he shot his semen swiftly and continuously deep into the young woman's body, her stomach swelling with his fluid.

He sat back and pulled Annika's body down onto Jane's. Immediately Jane's stomach was covered in virginal blood and the barons red semen. It spread over the top of Janes womb, thick and dark in its intensity. He sat back and held Annika in place as her blood and the barons semen continued to ooze onto Jane's stomach, spreading wide and deep.

Annika looked down and watched the flow of blood and semen issue from her body. Fear overcame her. She would bleed to death here in some weird ceremony. The baron quickly pulled Annika up and kissed her lightly on the neck his fangs lightly puncturing her neck and briefly drawing her life essence. Annika felt the comfort of the barons embrace, suddenly knowing the reason and purpose of the virginal blood. As quick as it had started the pink light disappeared and with it Annika's flow. Veronique reached forward and held Annika to her, kissing her on both cheeks, tears, trailing down both of their faces.

"Thankyou, thankyou," whispered Veronique.

Annika helped by Veronique stood, her inner thighs still covered in blood and stepped from Jane's body. Annika hugged Veronique tightly to her body before kissing her deeply on the lips. The baron placed her cape around Annika's shoulders. Jane raised her head up to look at the pool of thick blood covering her stomach.

"Good luck" whispered Annika.

"Thankyou" said Veronique kissing the young woman back.

Veronique slipped from her black cape, and naked knelt over Jane where only moments before Annika had knelt. Veronique positioned her hips and lowered them into the bloody mess. In a circular fashion she infused her vagina into the blood and onto Janes body. The baron lifted Janes hips, and Annika slid a pillow under her arse, raising her vagina for the barons service.

"You ready?" said the baron quietly to Veroniques ear. She nodded.

"Oh supreme being of light, power over all light and darkness, I Veronique Strezlecki, call on you take my human soul, send me forth into this fertile ground to join my prince of darkness. Give my master the strength to take my life essence and infuse it into this now fertile womb." Yelled Veronique searching upwards.

"Oh supreme being of light, power over all light and darkness, I Dr Jane Bentley accept Veronique Strezlecki, into my womb, give our master the power to fertilise my body with Veroniques spirit in darkness. Let the blood of our bodies merge in union, clear and clean. Allow this virginal blood mark as her sign and willingness to become a creature of blood through my body."

For a moment nothing happen. The entire circle looked upwards for a sign. The demons knew before the gathered circle. Again creatures of evil, creatures lurking in darkness hurled themselves at the circle, eager to enter Jane's suddenly fertile body. The mistresses pushed their fingers deeper into there partners body and at the same time pulled the finger inside their own body in deeper. A pink crimson light descended onto the alter. The wish had been granted. The baron held Veronique tightly in his arms, her wish now fulfilled. He felt Annika's hands on his cock and he pushed it forward into Janes pussy. He focussed his mind, scared and exhilarated at the same time. He breathed heavily for a moment, his cock expanding, as blood flowed towards it natural place.

He blinked and then opened his mouth wide, his fangs sliding forward long and deep. In one swift action he bit deep into Veroniques neck. He drank like he had never done before drawing long deep draughts of her life essence. Immediately his cock began to shoot Veroniques life essence into Janes body. Gulp by gulp, he drew Veronique into his body. She reached back and held his head, her arm holding his around her waist.

This was the quickening she had always dreamt of, her desire for her master to take her totally and drain her blood. Veronique breathed steadily and in deep gulps. She could feel her toes becoming cold. She looked upwards. A light descended towards her. It played at her temple. Another tremendous draw from her master. She felt cold, her mind suddenly confused. Her mind was being drawn out towards the light, while at the same time towards a crimson mist. The two separated part drawn to the light and her mind entered the crimson mist. Her body no longer mattered.

The baron felt the break and opened his eyes for a moment. He must not fail now and drew her blood again deeply. Veroniques final life essence was as pure as he had ever tasted. He drew again, sucking her blood again deeply until suddenly there was no more. Veroniques body fell limp like a rag doll in his arms. With all of his strength he forced the remaining life essence out of his body and into Jane's.

Exhausted he fell back on his haunches, holding Veroniques limp and cooling body in his arms. He withdrew his fangs from her neck, and kissed her tenderly. He allowed her body to slide down slightly as he turned her body to face him. Her eyes lifeless, a slight smile still held her lips. He held her body to his as he rocked backwards and forward on his knees, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Veronique, Veronique, Veronique........" he whispered. "Veronique forgive me".

The commotion outside the circle quickly disappeared and Sonia finally broke the circle to go to her masters side. She pulled his cape around his shoulders and tied it. She hugged his shoulders, trying to reassure her master, but it was quickly apparent the grief that he now suffered.

Sonia looked down at Jane's sleeping body suddenly realizing that her appearance had dramatically changed. Jane now looked 7 months pregnant, her tummy swollen and stretched. Her breasts now much fuller. Jane slept and gentle smile of assurance on her face. Sonia covered her body with a blanket which was quickly offered.

The baron gradually arose to his feet, holding Veroniques body in his arms. He looked into the eyes of each of his mistresses, tears streaming from his eyes and then back at the inert body of Veronique. He pulled her head onto his shoulder and carried her slowly into the darkness.