The Vampire's Bride

Several days passed before the girls returned to their room to find clothes laid out on their bed with a sheet of instructions. Melissa felt a stab of concern in her stomach when she realized it wasn't in Anderson's writing.

"It looks like King has some games for us to play," Lenore said, reading the note.

"Games?" Melissa asked, not understanding.

"Well, his definition of games is fun for him, but probably not for us," Lenore responded with a sour smile. "We don't have much choice, however. Let's get dressed."

The outfits they were to wear consisted of two tiny pleated skirts with matching bows. The skirts, once on them started low on their hips and ended only halfway down their butts, leaving the bottom half of their asses and pussies, totally exposed. The instructions had the girls put their hair into pigtails using the bows to keep their tresses in position. It seemed that the color of the skirts and bows must have been some kind of team symbol as Lenore's was light blue and Melissa's was green.

Once dressed the girl's headed to the basement, as per the instructions.

Entering the room they found an odd sight: On the floor was a plastic sheet which Melissa recognized as a part of the old game of Twister.

"This seems innocent enough..." Melissa ventured.

"Not they way King likes it played," whispered Lenore. "His version of Twister is... twisted."

Anderson stood back with his arms crossed. King was obviously running the show here today. King said, "Lenore, you played before. Why don't you explain the special rules to Melissa."

She nodded taking Melissa by the elbow and steering her over to a table with a number of objects on it. Melissa recognized a high powered vibrator and a number of what seemed like giant injection needles filled with green or blue liquid.

"We play the game as usual, with the spinner directing us to place hands or feet onto one of the colored dots on the plastic. If you stumble or make a mistake and lose your balance, however, you get a punishment while your opponent gets a reward," the blonde said.

"Punishment? Reward?" asked Melissa, a bit bewildered.

"Those large syringe things are the punishment. The tip is inserted in your ass and pushing down on the handle will give you an enema. The stuff that's in there will burn and you'll want to expel it. The object is not to. The first one who loses it, loses the game," Lenore explained. "The blue ones are for me and the green ones are for you. They are color coded so there is no doubt which one of us lost our load."

"I think I'd rather have the reward!" Melissa said.

"Maybe not after a couple of those syringes," Lenore said. "You get a minute of one of those vibrators pressed into your pussy and yes, it feels great, but if you climax you will almost certainly involuntarily expel the enema, and lose."

"And to make sure you are trying," King interrupted, "The loser will spend the next few hours paying the price for her failure." He pointed to a large stage-like area in the basement where ropes, chains, cuff, whips and various other toys were already laid out.

Melissa felt a cold stab in her stomach. Being strapped down on that stage, at King's mercy, was a horror almost beyond her comprehension.

"Shall we begin?" said King with a wicked smile.

***

The game started and the girls were soon entangled together on the plastic, each trying to stay balanced and touching only the assigned colors. King spun the dial, while Anderson watched.

"Lenore, right foot, blue."

Melissa found the game up to this point, oddly enjoyable as her body was forced up against Lenore's. At this moment their entanglement had left her head just above the blonde's ass giving her an excellent view of the other girl's flawless pussy and the chain hanging from her lips from which hung her ownership medallion. The way this old children's game had been turned into a perverse sexual encounter she actually found very arousing.

"Melissa, left hand, green."

She reached over Lenore's back, thinking she could just contact a green circle on the other side when it happened. Her right foot slipped out of position.

"Oops," announced King, "It looks like we have our first punishment!"

He moved to the table and picked up one of the tubes filled with green liquid and brought it to Melissa butt. She felt the lubed, thick needle being forced into her anus and then the flow of the burning liquid into her colon. She wanted to expel it immediately, but she desperately tried not to. The thought of King having her on the stage for hours...

Meanwhile as she was being filled by King, Anderson brought the vibrator over to Lenore's ass and pressed it up against the girl's cunt, switching it on. Lenore started moaning and whimpering immediately.

The effect of hearing the blonde's moans and the feeling of her own abdomen now bloated with the burning green liquid for some reason made her Melissa's pussy start involuntarily dripping.

"Lenore, left hand yellow."

The game continued as the girls got more and more entangled. After a half a dozen more moves Lenore failed to get her left foot onto a green dot. King picked up a blue filled tube and brought it over to Lenore's rear end. Melissa watched as the tip was pushed into the blonde's butt and the handle depressed forcing the liquid into Lenore's bowels. The blond groaned.

At the same time Melissa felt Anderson press the vibrator into her own pussy and activate it. Melissa realized that Lenore had been right: if the toy forced her to orgasm there would be no stopping herself from emptying her bowels. Melissa tried to think of anything unsexy as the vibrator worked on her pussy, but the whole situation, including the danger of being laid out on the stage, seemed to arouse her in kinky ways. Finally the minute was up and the vibrator withdrawn, but Melissa realized she had been within seconds of losing control.

"I don't think I can take another enema," she whispered to Lenore when the game had maneuvered their faces close to each other.

"You can do it," the blonde replied. "Just hang on."

Less than thirty seconds later, distracted by her bloated belly, Melissa put a foot on a green instead of a blue dot.

"Punishment!" King bellowed, with glee.

He quickly fetched another green filled tube and inserted the tip in Melissa's ass. She was sure from his excitement that he wanted her to be the loser. That he wanted to be able do what he wished with her up on that stage. And somehow she could tell that a deal had been worked between Anderson and King and that her own master would not interfere with King's sadistic desires.

As the liquid flowed into her Melissa felt her belly stretch out like it was about to explode. When he finally removed the empty dispenser it was all she could do to keep the green burning liquid inside her. She knew she couldn't keep this up for long. Maybe she should give it up right now, rather than drag it out.

Lenore, having the vibrator removed from her cunt, caught her eye and smiled. This encouraged Melissa to continue on for at least a little bit longer.

With the next spin, Lenore misplaced a hand and King again shouted out "Punishment!" The vibrator was pressed again Melissa's pussy as she watched the giant syringe dispense a second blue load into the blonde. The Lenore's belly now noticeably protruded and she was clearly panting.

Melissa wasn't sure how she survived another minute with the vibrator, but she had. She was convinced, however, that whatever came next - punishment or reward - would cause her to lose control.

It was less than a minute later that it happened. Melissa's hand slipped and it hit the wrong color.

"Punishment!" King shouted, clearly understanding he was about to get what he wanted.

He picked up another green filled syringe and carried over behind Melissa. The tip entered her anus and the liquid was forced into her body. She knew that she couldn't contain this load. The minute the syringe was removed it would all come pouring out of her and then she would be up on that stage...

Meanwhile, Anderson was applying the vibrator to Lenore's pink pussy. The blonde smiled at Melissa, and winked her eye. She started moaning, whimpering, shaking and suddenly...

"Damn!" shouted Anderson, backing away from the blonde's butt as a stream of blue liquid shot across the room. Lenore collapsed to the floor as she climaxed, her body vibrating as if she was having a seizure.

This didn't stop King from emptying the rest of the syringe into Melissa, however, and as soon as it was removed a torrent of green liquid joined the blue on the floor.

It was clear to Melissa that Lenore had thrown the game and that King knew it. His face was a mask of anger and Melissa knew he would take it all out on the blonde.

"Get this mess cleaned up!" he shouted at the girls. "Then you can both wait for me at the stage!"

***

It was obvious that even though she wasn't to be punished, Melissa would be involved in what was to come next. Lenore was told to sit on the edge of the stage, while Melissa removed the girl's pleated skirt. The blonde was then told to lay with her back on the stage with her hands above her head. Melissa was then directed to tie the blonde's wrists together and attach rope to a hook at the back of the stage.

"You threw the game for me," whispered Melissa as she worked on tying the blonde's hands. "Why? King's mad and now he going to take it all out on you!"

"It's okay," Lenore replied, with a small reassuring smile. "This isn't the first time King's been angry at me and probably not the last. I used to his beatings. You're not."

Tears welled up in Melissa's eyes. "Thank you." She wanted to tell the blonde that somehow she would make it up to her, but she couldn't think of anything that she could ever do to even the score.

"Attach those cuffs to her ankles," directed King, his tone still one of barely contained fury.

Melissa did has she was told realizing that making her a part of what was soon to happen to Lenore was King's revenge for her escaping his sadistic intentions for her.

The cuffs were attached to cables and the cables to pulleys on the ceiling and from there to a hand cracked winch. Melissa was told to crank the winch and as she did the blonde's legs were pulled upward and apart. This left Lenore hanging from the ceiling only supported by her legs which were forced wide apart into a "V" and the upper part of her back, which sat on the edge of the stage. Melissa couldn't think of more helpless and vulnerable position to put the blonde in. Her perfect, pink pussy was exposed as was the sensitive smooth skin of her inner thighs. Hanging from her pussy lip her gold medallion gently swung back and forth on its chain.

"Take that from the table," King directed, pointing at a long rubbery object. It was perhaps three feet long with a thick base maybe two inches wide with a thick rim, that tapered to a pointed end. "Lube it and insert it into her ass."

Melissa's eyes widened. "All of it?"

King nodded.

Melissa's hands shook as she coated the floppy rubber device with the lubricant. Anderson had played with her having her wear butt plugs, but nothing near as big or long as this. Melissa couldn't believe this would ever fit in the blonde. If laid on the girl's belly it would reach from her pussy well past her eyes.

Obediently Melissa took the slippery tip and began forcing it into the blonde's anus. She hoped it wouldn't hurt too much, but the thing was just so long and the further it went in the thicker it got.

Inch by inch she pushed it up the Lenore's ass and the blonde moaned. What did she feel? Pain or pleasure or both?

The thing was about halfway in when suddenly it seemed stuck and would go no further. Melissa looked at Anderson for help.

"Lubricate it with your saliva," he suggested.

The brunette leaned over and used her tongue to lick the rubber tube, which at this point was about an inch in diameter, just outside the stretched skin of the blonde's anus. This seemed to do the trick and Melissa was able to continue to feed the toy into Lenore's body. She had to repeat the procedure twice more before the end of the toy was in sight.

The toy had a thick rim and the base and a deep notch just below that designed so that subject's anus would slip into the notch and making removal by expelling the toy difficult. Melissa wrestled with the base until it finally popped into the blonde's body and was held in position by her sphincter muscles. Lenore continued to moan as Melissa stepped back, her task completed.

"Now take the long black whip," instructed King. Melissa picked it up and carried it to King, so he could start Lenore's punishment, but when she offered it, he just stood there staring at her.

"No, use it on her thighs!" he commanded.

It had not occurred to Melissa that she might be expected to give Lenore her punishment. The realization that was what King expected made her nauseous.

"I can't!" she cried.

"You will," said King.

Melissa glanced at Anderson hoping for help there, but he simply nodded indicating she was to do as she was told.

The brunette had never used a device like this before, though several times she'd been on the receiving end when being punished by Anderson. The whip Anderson had used, however, had been much lighter and designed to sting. The device in Melissa's hands was much heavier with multiple thongs on the end.

Reluctantly she swung it at the blonde's thighs and totally missed the target.

"Don't worry," King growled, "you will continue to do it until you get it right to my satisfaction."

The second time the stroke hit the blonde on her left inner thigh and Lenore let out a scream. Red welts appeared on her perfect skin.

"Again!" ordered King.

Melissa swung the whip again and again at the blonde leaving red, bleeding welts. The brunette hated what she was doing, but was appalled when she realized she was getting aroused. How could hurting her friend - her lover - excite her like this?

Melissa snapped the whip again and one of the thongs hit Lenore's medallion sending it spinning and landing on top of her clit hood. For some insane reason Melissa had the desire to see if she could hit it again and swung the whip aiming for the disc. The leather connected and Lenore let out a cry that echoed through the basement.

Lenore was soon begging the torture to stop, but even without King's commands Melissa felt compelled to continue to hurt the blonde. Melissa felt so ashamed of herself and of the excitement she felt in topping Lenore. Tears ran down her eyes while at the same time she felt ecstasy in her domination of the petite girl. Suddenly Lenore's crying ceased and she started quietly whimpering.

"STOP!" Anderson commanded.

Melissa obeyed. She stood that swaying in shock at what she had done, as Anderson walked forward to examine Lenore. The brunette was shocked at how much damage she had done. The blonde's body was covered with welts on her thighs, belly and even her breasts.

Anderson lean over to look at Lenore's face. Her expression was blank and her eyes unfocused. "How do you feel?" he asked.

"I don't know..." Lenore replied. Her voice sounded like it was coming from a million miles away.

Anderson straightened up and announced. "This is done. Melissa, go to your room. Stay there until I come to you."

The brunette dropped the whip and ran from the cellar.

***

Melissa laid in her bed, alone for the rest of the night and the next day, falling asleep, then crying and then sleeping again. What had possessed her? What was she that she could do that to Lenore and enjoy it?

Finally after the sun and gone down, Anderson entered the room, wearing his ever present black suit, and sat in an arm chair. He looked tired. Melissa, naked, rushed across the room and climbed onto his lap, laying her head on his shoulder.

"I don't understand how I could have done that to Lenore," she cried. "Is she hurt badly? Does she hate me?"

"It wasn't you," Anderson replied. "King got in your head. He hurt her through you and hurt you by making you enjoy it."

"Please let me go and take care of her!" Melissa begged.

"I'm sorry, you can't," he replied. "King packed up Lenore and they left at sunset."

"Will they be back?"

Anderson shook his head. "No. I'm afraid King and I have had a bit of a falling out. He won't be coming back to this house."

Melissa buried her head in his shoulder and cried. She didn't feel comforted until she made Anderson promise to take her to the basement, strap her to the stage and do to her what she had done to Lenore.

The End.