Eliza Harlow was having the wildest night of her life. She was warned of Lady Vesperia’s many powers before she departed, taking the long carriage ride up the mountain to where the vampire’s castle loomed over the village. But when she’d arrived, she found not a terrifying monster, nor a cold-blooded enchantress. She found a woman. A temptress, yes. Harsh, at times. But vulnerable on the inside all the same.

Eliza watched her lady’s chest rise and fall, admiring her. Her lady. She wasn’t saying that out loud for Selina’s benefit. She was no longer worried about playing a part in order to stay alive. She thought the words “my lady” as naturally as breathing came to her. If it was a role, it was one she was born to play.

She inched closer, wrapping her arm around Selina’s bare waist. Selina shifted onto her side and pulled Eliza closer, cradling her chin in her hands. “Such a good little pet you are,” she cooed.

Eliza nodded and bit her lower lip. If this is what it meant to be Selina’s pet, that was what she wanted. She wanted to offer herself to her lady and let her have her way. “Is there anything else I can do to please my lady?” she said, the words coming to her without second thought.

Selina raised an eyebrow in response. “Please me even more? You wish to make a perfect night somehow even more perfect, do you?” Her grin turned mischievous. Some blood from Eliza’s neck still lingered on her lips, turning them crimson. “I can think of something deserving of such an obedient pet.”

The vampire instructed her to lie on the bed and not move, and she did as she was told, staring up at the ceiling while Lady Vesperia went searching for something. For just a moment, her imagination went wild with thoughts of what Selina might do to her. Half of them were terrifying. The other half titillating. She found her nipples pebbling under the fabric of her dress. She was still dripping wet between her thighs, as well. 

Selina returned with several cords of silken rope, prompting a bit of panic in Eliza. But Selina’s grin somehow settled her nerves. If Selina had wanted to hurt her, surely she would have done so by now. She’d proven all of Eliza’s theories wrong, one by one. She might as well see this through.

“Disrobe,” Selina commanded. Eliza did as she was told, pulling off the translucent dress she had been forced to change into upon arrival. She’d already felt exposed even with the dress—now she was practically naked. “All of it,” the vampire continued, watching with vested interest. It was a show, she realized. She undid her lingerie slowly, squirming under Selina’s gaze the entire time. By the time her bustier came off, her nipples were even more erect with anticipation, and her body was practically shivering. The panties came off last, sliding down her slender legs and exposing her most private parts for her lady to see. Selina licked her lips and watched every second.

Had she thought such a thing might happen before arriving, she might have been too timid to accept the bargain. Now, she practically reveled in it. 

“Beautiful,” Selina drawled. “I could search for a thousand years and never find one such as you.”

Eliza blushed furiously. Was that what this was all about? Had she been searching for somebody? A hundred questions went rushing through her head. But now was not the time. Selina was skillfully tying each of the cords to the bed’s four posts, one at a time. Eliza dared not interrupt.

“I am going to tie you down now, pet,” her lady announced. “Should you wish to be freed, there is only one word you can say that will set you free. Anything else you say, I will ignore. I will continue to use your body unless you utter that one singular word.” Her eyes gleamed in the pale light. Perhaps she’d shown Eliza some vulnerability earlier, but right now she was a thing to be reckoned with. 

Words and thoughts raced through her mind. She thought about what Selina had called her when she first arrived—her “little flower.” Something red would suffice. “Rosepetal,” she whispered.

“Rosepetal, it is,” Selina said with a toothy grin. She tied several firm knots around Selina’s left wrist and bound her to the nearest bedpost—not so tight as to restrict the flow of blood, but tight enough to leave indentations in her skin. Then she paused for a long time, as though giving Eliza the opportunity to say the one word that would free her.

Eliza said nothing. And so the vampire continued around the bed to her left ankle. She forced Eliza’s legs open as she tied similar knots around her ankle, leaving the girl now fully exposed to her host. Despite the embarrassment, a shiver of pleasure made its way up her spine. Was she actually liking this? What had gotten into her tonight?

Selina seemed to notice, because her grin turned downright wicked as she crossed to Eliza’s other ankle and spread her legs further. Her eyes lingered on Eliza’s sex, still glistening with wetness from top to bottom. By the time she finished tying all of Eliza’s limbs, she was practically sweating. 

“What…umm…” she started to say, then trailed off.

“Yes? Does my little flower have something to say?”

“What are you going to do to me?” she asked. She imagined there would be more feeding. But she had already given her neck willingly—why did she need to be tied up for that?

Lady Vesperia chuckled. “There are a great many things I would like to do to you, my dear,” she said. “But let us begin with this.”

She started caressing up and down Eliza’s bare body with long, ruby-tipped nails. It was agonizingly slow, and incredibly sensual. Every stroke of her fingers felt like magic on Eliza’s skin. She shivered with pleasure from top to bottom. Then her hands started wandering to the more private parts of Eliza’s body, first to her breasts where she squeezed and pinched the girl’s nipples. A grin crawled along Selina’s face as Eliza let out a soft whimper.

She couldn’t move, could barely struggle against her bonds as Selina continued exploring her body. She’d surrendered herself to her lady in more ways than one. Selina’s fingers drifted lower, sliding down Eliza’s chest and past her waist, to her loins. Her thighs had been forced spread by her bindings, and Selina found it easy to slide her fingers along her pet’s slit. Eliza was wet as can be. Those skillful fingers found her clit and toyed with it, making her earlier whimpers grow into full-fledged moans.

“My pet is liking this attention,” Selina said matter-of-factly, a bit of pride in her smile.

“Yes—mmmm—my lady,” Eliza replied, eyes drifting closed as Selina’s thumb worked a slow circle around her clit.

“Is she going to be a good pet and let her lady do whatever she likes to her?”

Eliza gulped. She still didn’t know what to expect from the woman she’d given herself to. Was she going to be pleasured, or drained dry? Perhaps both. It didn’t matter anymore. Her mind was completely overtaken. She was wild with thoughts of Selina and nothing else. She’d do anything to please her. Anything.

“Yes, my lady,” she replied again.

Selina removed her fingers and licked them one by one, moaning as she savored Eliza’s taste. By the time the vampire finally joined her on the bed, Eliza was drenched like she’d never been before. A thin layer of sweat had caked her naked body as well, despite the castle’s chill air. Selina climbed on top of her, red and black hair cascading around her head as she loomed over Eliza. She anticipated being bit again, winced in anticipation as the bite approached. But there was no bite—only a hungry, demanding kiss. Selina’s tongue played with hers as the kiss deepened, fierce and needy. It struck her then that they had already done much more than kiss, but never shared one before now. 

Eliza had kissed before. They were simple and short kisses, a peck here and there or occasionally a longer, lingering kiss, but nothing like this. It felt not unlike Selina’s feedings, only without the drawing of blood and the piercing of skin. By the time Selina broke the kiss, she was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly, lips needy for more. But Selina wanted something else.

Her kisses trailed down the girl’s body, tenderly around the bite wound on her neck, and more demanding as they reached the girl’s breasts. She wasn’t nearly as voluptuous as the vampire, but it didn’t seem to matter to her lady, who brought her lips around one of Eliza’s nipples and put her tongue to use. She licked, sucked, and even bit down gingerly, making Eliza shudder and squirm and whimper. She really was just a plaything right now, bound, owned, nothing more than Selina’s chewtoy. And she was loving every second of it.

“Does my pet want more?” she purred.

“Yes, my lady!” she practically hissed. “P-please.”

“That’s a good pet. Because I’m just getting started.” She released her grip on Eliza’s breast with a pop and continued kissing down her body, until finally she reached the girl’s loins. Eliza felt her lady’s tongue eagerly lapping up her wetness, and a long moan escaped her lips, a sound like nothing she’d ever made before. God, what was happening to her? If this is what sin felt like, she never wanted to be chaste again.

As before, Selina grew hungrier with each passing second. What was first slow and sensual became fiery, insistent. Her tongue reached deep inside her, touching places she’d never had touched before. Her clit was throbbing. Her loins burned. Warmth was spreading through her body, tension building. Her thighs shook. “My lady…” she breathed, “Ohhh God…”

At the sound of her pet’s voice, Selina doubled down, bringing her attention to Eliza’s swollen clit. She wrapped her lips around Eliza’s and flicked her tongue up and down until the girl was trembling all over. She struggled against her bonds, wanting to touch Selina, wanting to hold her, to press her head down, anything, but she was helpless as can be. Helpless and loving it. 

Her hips bucked as Selina devoured her. She shuddered, her pleasure building and cresting, until finally, all of her barriers broke. She screamed as the orgasm took her, possessed her. Her back arched, her body straining against her bonds. Every one of her nerves tinged. Then, without warning, Selina sunk her fangs into Eliza’s left thigh and drank. Somehow, that made the ecstasy surging through her body even stronger. She could feel blood trickling down her thigh as Selina drank hungrily. Finally, Lady Vesperia licked the wound and sat up. Her lips tinged with blood.

Eliza was dizzy, out of energy. She collapsed onto the bed, panting. “My lady…God…That was…” she couldn’t finish her sentence. It was something all right, but words wouldn’t do it justice. There were none that could describe how she felt in this moment. The dam had broken, and she was overflowing with pleasure.

“Mmmm,” Selina moaned as she licked her lips clean. “You have no idea how good you taste.” Whether the vampire meant Eliza’s blood or her pussy, she couldn’t tell. Perhaps both. It didn’t matter. If her lady was pleased with the taste, she was pleased as well. Selina undid the bonds around both of Eliza’s wrists so she was free to touch and hold her lady as she desired, and hold her she did. 

“When I came here, I thought I might never be heard from again,” Eliza confessed. “I didn’t expect…any of this.”

“Neither did I,” her lady replied. She lay next to Eliza and gazed at her with wide, crimson-hued eyes.

“Wait…the other girls who came here before me…you didn’t take them to bed, too?”

Selina shook her head. “Only you. The rest, I merely drank and discarded. But you…” she trailed her fingers up and down Eliza’s side again, causing her to gasp and squirm. “You are something special. I feel as though I have searched ages for you.”

Eliza couldn’t reckon that. For her? She was nothing. Just a peasant girl from the village. But then she saw that gentle, vulnerable smile on Selina’s face—very unlike her usual self-assured grin—and it all started to make sense.

Lady Vesperia was a front for the real woman underneath.

She placed a tender hand on Selina’s cheek and kissed her softly. “Well, I am here now,” she said. “And I do not wish to leave. So what will you do with me?”

*****

Eliza sat next to her lady, dressed in the most spectacular of fabrics, in red and black as her host desired. Tonight’s feast was just as sumptuous as the one on that first night, one year ago. To think such time had passed, it boggled Eliza’s mind. She’d been rewarded generously, as promised, but she’d given all that money to her family and friends, keeping none for herself. She had no need of it anymore.

Across from them sat the village elder and several others, who had come to call when there no was request for an annual offering of blood. “Lady Vesperia,” the elder spoke, “I do not understand. You are saying you have no need of an offering this year?"

Lady Vesperia smiled, her fangs showing ominously. “I have no need of an offering ever again. Isn’t that right, my pet?”

“That is correct.” Eliza spoke proudly, no longer scared of speaking out of turn. It was as Selina said that first night—she would lower herself to nobody. Her station was high indeed. “My lady has me now.” And Selina had taken advantage of that fact every night since she stayed. She wore a silken red scarf around her neck that accompanied her dress nicely, though it also hid the loving bite marks that adorned her neck. The bite marks in other places, well, they were hidden well enough.

The elder winced as Eliza spoke, no doubt thinking she would be killed where she stood for speaking out of turn. But when Selina only smiled and touched a gloved hand to Eliza’s cheek, he calmed. “And you, Miss Harlow, you…you wish to continue your stay in the castle?”

“It’s Vesperia, now,” she corrected, lifting a hand to show her ruby-ringed finger. “Eliza Vesperia.”

A few gasps erupted from the gathered villagers. “I see,” the elder said.

“Worry not for me,” Eliza said, offering a gentle smile that assuaged his worries. “I am fully myself, and this is what I want. I will remain my lady’s forevermore.” She glanced at Selina and couldn’t help the blush that creeped along her face. The vampire leaned in and kissed her lips softly, though Eliza could sense the hunger hiding behind the kiss.

“W-well then,” the elder concluded, rising to his feet. He seemed relieved, if a bit out of sorts. “I am thankful that you have finally found what you sought.”

“I have,” Selina replied. Her hungry eyes did not drift from Eliza. “I truly have.”