The 13th Witch
by Beyond Blonde © 2007
Chapter 2
When the vampyre was through Kassie lay spread-eagle upon the black satin bedspread. Red ribbons were artfully wound around her wrists and ankles. As he had lovingly wrapped those red ribbons around her wrists and ankles, he had explained to Kassie that these silken ties would bind her more firmly than chains ever could. Kassie, who had never underestimated his power, was not surprised when after he had wrapped the last red ribbon around her ankle, she found she could not move at all. Then he had blindfolded her with a red silk scarf.
Thewhose vampyrewhose grinned down at the spread-eagled witch whose long legs he was kneeling between, raised his arm, snapped his fingers, and a goblet of red wine appeared in his hand. He looked at the wine, then looked down at the blindfolded witch spread eagled before him and said, "But before I begin to spill the wine, because this respite from the blood lust has not dulled my appreciation for the taste of your pleasure, I shall improve the flavor of the wine."
Kassie had known from the moment she had awakened from dreaming of him for the first time on the night of her 13th birthday, that one day she would meet the vampyre whose bed she now lay bound in. For 7 nights, she had seen the witches call him, and watched as he pleasured those 12 witches during the great orgy that took place after the building of Stonehenge. From then on, Drake had been the only one she had ever dreamed of. In her dreams, she had watched him pleasure countless other women since. Had felt what they they felt. But had known even then things about her dream lover those women would never know. By the time she had fully come of age, she was more firmly bound to him through her dreams than any mortal man could ever bind her to him with rings of gold. Kassie had also known that although she had been reincarnated many times since he had spilled her blood so many centuries ago, it was only in this lifetime that she would once more meet him. Together, they would have one last chance to make something that might be called good by some from the bad medicine they had brewed together so many centuries ago. She also understood that should any good come of all the bad medicine they had brewed together so long ago, one dark night it would not be wine he would be spilling upon her. She did not dwell on that which she could not change though. For now she would allow herself to fully enjoy this game of spill the wine that her vampyre lover was about to play with her.
Drake let go of the goblet of wine, which stayed suspended in mid air, lowered his arm, and slowly slid his finger into her. The pleasure Kassie felt as his finger slid back and forth inside her was exquisite. As her juices began to flow more freely she heard the voice of her immortal lover say to her, "Cum for me Kassie my beloved. Cum for me, so that I can spike this wine with your juices, and taste your pleasure in it as I lick it from your body." Kassie moaned once more with pleasure, and her warm wet walls began to quiver. As Drake felt them begin to quiver, he stroked her slightly harder, and very gently began to massage her G spot. Kassie gave a low moan of pleasure, the walls of her warm wet walls began to shudder in carnal delight, and Kassie's juices began to flow freely around the cold hard finger stroking her so delightfully.
As the spasms of her orgasm began to fade, Drake removed his finger from within her and placed it in the goblet of wine. He swirled his finger thrice in the wine, then removed from the goblet, and slid it back inside Kassie's warm wet Pandora's box. He worked his finger back and forth a few times inside her, withdrew it, more once placed it in the goblet, and thrice stirred the wine. After repeating that procedure once more, he began to spill the wine upon her. Before he did though, he snapped his fingers once. Drake grinned happily when he heard Kassie's pleased giggle as the opening bars of War's, Spill The Wine, began to softly echo throughout the room.
Drake scooted forward a little. Put his finger back into the wine glass, swirled it around, then withdrew it and held it a couple of inches over her right breast. A drop of warm red wine ran slowly slid down his finger, and landed on the tip of Kassie's nipple. Kassie gave a soft gasp as the drop of wine landed. Because he had wanted her to thoroughly enjoy this little game of pleasure he had devised for them, he had immobilized Kassie's so that when that drop of wine hit her nipple her body did not flinch as it normally would have. The natural physical shudder that would have normally taken place when that drop of wine unexpectedly hit her nipple, became a psychic tremor of pleasure, that echoed throughout her body and mind.
Drake watched that drop of wine slowly run down her breast, then casually pushed the wine glass aside, leaned down, and very slowly licked the drop of wine from her breast. Kassie gave another gasp that turned into a moan as his tongue lapped at her nipple. He slowly and carefully licked the wine from her breast, then closed his mouth around her nipple, and tenderly tweaked it with his teeth. He let go of her nipple, and licked it with his cold tongue. Then closed his mouth around her nipple again and gave it one last loving tweak with his teeth, followed by a slow lick with his tongue. He raised his head, reached over, stuck his finger in the wine glass, and carefully placed another drop of wine, on Kassie's other nipple. As the drop of wine once more landed on her nipple, she giggled said, "Hey! Do you EVER fucking miss hitting a nipple dead on?"
Drake grinned at the nipple he had just landed yet another drop of wine unerringly on, and said, "Fuck no. I NEVER miss hitting a nipple. Though, I'm not sure the term "dead on" is really apt in my case." Then he bent his head, and began licking the spilled wine from her breast. Kassie giggled, then sighed softly with pleasure as his cold tongue licked the spilled wine from her breast. Then moaned, as his teeth tenderly tweaked her nipple.
Drake continued to amuse himself by carefully dropping wine on Kassie's breasts, then licking up the spilled wine until Kassie thought she would scream from the pleasure she was feeling. He would swirl his finger in the wine, then watch with rapt attention as the wine slid down his finger, and fell unerringly upon her erect nipple. As the drop of wine splashed down upon her nipple, he would smile with glee, then bend his head down, and begin to slowly lick the spilled wine from her breast. After carefully licking her breast clean, and tenderly tweaking then licking her nipple a few times, Drake once more raised his head, and placed his finger in the goblet of wine. Then held that finger over Kassie's other breast.
Drake smiled wickedly, as he watched another drop of wine slide from his finger and onto Kassie's now super sensitive erect nipple. That wicked grin widened as he heard the gasp of pleasure she made when that drop of wine hit her erect nipple. When he bent his handsome smiling head down to her breast, and gently licked the spilled wine from it with the tip of his tongue, the mewling sounds of pleasure she made as his tongue lapped at her breast, and his teeth occasionally tenderly tweaked her nipple, pleased his ears greatly. He knew even without entering her mind, or sliding his finger inside her, that by now her warm wet Pandora's box was shivering with delight. He continued to spill the wine and lick it from her breasts until had her hips not been pinned to the bed by the force of his will, she would have been humping thin air in an effort to find some release from the pressure that was building inside of her. As he once more held his finger over her breast, he said, "Soon, you shall beg me to fuck you. If nothing else, with my cold bony finger. That, is going to give me a massive hard on when you do." Then he lowered his head, and licked the drop of wine that had slid from his finger onto her erect nipple.
Kassie sighed softly as his tongue lapped at her breast, then said, "Bastard! And you always seem to have a massive hard on."
Drake grinned, and as his mouth closed over her nipple, she heard his voice in her mind say with a villainous chuckle, "Of course I'm a bastard. Biggest bastard you'll ever come across in fact." As his teeth tenderly closed over her nipple, and his tongue flicked back and forth across it, the voice in her mind said softly, "But, you knew that, when you first called my true name thrice, and drew me into your circle of life." The moan of pleasure she made as he gently held her nipple in his teeth, and flicked his tongue back and forth across it, was music to his ears. Then the voice in her mind said, as he began to gently suck her nipple while his tongue flicked back and forth across it, "And I only keep a massive hard on when I'm around you. Or reading that smut you write. Later, I may have you read me some of your smut, while you give me a hand job. That, would be a novel experience that I think I might really enjoy." As he released her nipple from his mouth, he said, "But right now, I'm going to finish spilling the wine, and licking you ALL over."
As Drake raised up and reached for the goblet of wine, Kassie giggled and said, "Fucking pervert! And I do not write smut. I write erotica with attitude."
Drake stuck his finger in the goblet of wine, swirled it around thrice, then removed it from the goblet and held it over her throat. As the drop of wine fell from his finger and landed in the hollow of her throat the voice in her mind said, "Of course I'm a fucking pervert." As he leaned forward and bent his head towards her throat, the voice in her mind cheerfully said, "And okay later on you can read me some of your erotica with attitude." As his cold tongue lapped the wine from the hollow of her throat, the voice in her mind continued to tell her in the same cheerful tone, "Though in all honesty, I'll have to admit that twisted terror of a muse you've got as a sidekick that helps you write that erotica, runs a close fucking second to me when it comes to being a pervert." Drake raised his head, reached for the goblet, and said aloud to Kassie, "I'm going to play connect the dots now. That twisted sidekick of yours will like this pleasurably perverted little game for sure." Then he began to spill droplets of wine in the shape of a cross in the center of Kassie's chest.
When Kassie's realized what he was doing she giggled and said, "Oh that is so fucking perverse! You could have at least done a circle!"
Drake replied, "Not nearly as perverse as some of the things we'll do later, after I make some circles." Then he moved the goblet out of his way, bent his head, and began playing connect the dots with his tongue. Naturally, being the kind of pervert that he was, the horizontal line of the cross, ran across her breast. The vertical line ran from the center of her throat, to just above her navel. He started connecting the dots with his tongue, starting at the bottom of the cross. The dots of wine disappeared as his tongue lapped it's way up Kassie's spread eagle body. But the tingle his cold tongue left as it made it way up her chest, remained after the dots disappeared. He slowly connected and made all the dots in the vertical line of the cross disappear. Then he moved his head to the left, closed his mouth over her left nipple, flicked with his tongue a few times, and began playing connect the dots for the horizontal line of the cross.
As he closed his mouth over her right nipple and began to flick his tongue over it, Kassie sighed with pleasure. Even after he had removed his mouth from her nipple, and began to spill drops of wine in a circle around her belly button, Kassie could feel the outline of that cross on her chest. After he completed a circle of dots, he carefully placed three drops of wine in her navel. Just before he began to play a widdershins game of connect the dots, he said to Kassie, "I'm going to lick the wine out of your belly button first from the outside in, then, later, from inside out. And I, can do that."
Kassie gave a giggling groan of pleasure because she knew for a fact he could do that. "Well you can lick me all you want like this. But when you get ready to fuck me, you unbind my legs, because as a proud pagan witch, I make it a rule NEVER, to fuck in the missionary position. The lowest I ever allow my legs to get while fucking, is around your back. I prefer to keep my heels at least locked behind your neck though, just on the general principle of it."
Drake's tongue had continued to connect and make the dots of wine around her navel disappear, but Kassie heard his voice in her mind cheerfully reply, "No sweat babe. In fact, if it will make you happy, just before I lick your belly button from the inside out, I'll bind them up so high and wide, you'll look like an upside down cheerleader. "
As he began lick the wine from her navel from the outside in, Kassie had replied in that breathless giggling voice that made his balls twitch, "Sounds like a plan to me!"
After he had licked the wine from her navel from the outside in, he scooted down and very carefully spread the petals of Kassie's Pandora's box until her love button was fully exposed. Kassie gave a giggling gasp of pleasure, as she realized what he was about to do. Kassie could still feel the gentle tingle of the cross and circle he had played connect the dots with on her chest and belly. Could feel a teasing tingle radiating from her belly button, that gently vibrated all the way down to her fully exposed love button. She could feel Drake's cold fingers holding the petals of her Pandora's box apart. When the drop of red wine finally slid from his finger and landed with a gentle splash, Kassie gasped, then moaned as waves tiny of intense pleasure washed over her love button, then throughout her entire body. Drake did not bend his head and lick that drop of wine from her though. Instead, he dipped his finger in the wine glass, and carefully placed another drop of wine upon her love button. Kassie knew as soon as that second drop of wine hit her clitoris, and the waves of pleasure from that drop of wine splashing down upon her washed over her, that he was going to spill one more drop of wine, before he licked up the wine he had spilled. The third drop of wine splashed down, before the waves of pleasure from the second one had fully subsided. Kassie's Pandora's box quivered in delight, and her love button throbbed with excitement, as she waited for the touch of his tongue.
Drake watched the drop of wine splash down, waited for three of Kassie's heart beats, then bent his head, and gave her fully exposed throbbing clitoris, a long slow loving lick. Kassie gasped, then groaned with pleasure as his cold tongue very slowly lapped at her clitoris. The tip of his tongue flicked her gently as it he came to the end of that slow lick. He paused for three more beats of her heart, then gave her love button another long slow lick. After the tip of Drake's tongue had gently flicked it once, he closed his mouth over her clitoris, and sucked it gently, as the tip of his tongue flicked back and forth across it.
Had her hips not been pinned to the bed through the force of his will, she would have been bucking wildly against his face. As her hips fought unsuccessfully to thrust themselves upward, and Drake continued to suck her clitoris and flick it with the tip of his cold tongue, the force of the orgasm she was experiencing rocked her world, and nearly numbed her mind. Drake stopped sucking and licking her clitoris, then kissed it thrice very tenderly. His left hand released the petals of her Pandora's box, the tip of his tongue slid inside her, and the force that bound her legs and hips to his bed softened its hold on her. As his tongue slid more deeply into her, the force that had bound Kassie's legs to the bed, now raised those long slender wide spread legs as high and wide into the air as was possible without dislocating her hips, and bound them there. When he was through, Kassie did indeed resemble an upside down cheerleader. As her juices saturated his tongue Drake growled with pleasure. Through those juices he could savor the taste her soul. The sweet taste of that soul made him growl softly and press his face harder against her as his tongue probed deep inside her and a voice in her mind whispered, "Cum for me Kassie. Let me drink your juices, and taste that sweet lightest shade of gray soul my beloved witch." Kassie moaned again as her legs shuddered under the hands that were softly stroking them. Drake growled again as her juices flowed over his tongue and down his throat, and the soft as sin on silk seductive voice in her head moaned and said, "Oh fuck baby I have never tasted anything as wonderful as you. The taste of you is nirvana to me. It makes my omnipotent head spin."
Kassie's legs shuddered harder and she said with a moan, "This is not fair! You should NOT be able to say shit like that to me with your omnipotent tongue shoved inside me!"
The seductive voice inside her head simply chuckled evilly and said, "All's fair in love and war baby. And that is especially true with me. Now cum hard again for me my Queen. Drown me in the sweet fucking taste of you. Let me savor this pure clean taste of you while the reprieve lasts." Kassie gasped then moaned with pleasure as her legs shuddered and her juices flowed down his throat. Drake gave a hissing growl of pleasure and thrust his tongue deeper inside her. His handsome omnipotent head was swimming with pleasure. He filled his mouth with the taste of her soul as she cried out.
The ties that bound her held her so firmly Kassie could only moan with pleasure as his tongue slid deep within her again. Her mind sighed with pleasure as his tongue slowly slid back and forth inside her. Drake's hands reached up and as his tongue continued to slide back and forth inside her and his fingers began to gently tweak her nipples. Every muscle in her body strained to press against his face, but the ties that bound her held her too firmly. She couldn't even squirm as his fingers tweaked her nipples and his tongue slowly slid back and forth inside her. She could feel her walls contracting around his tongue, drenching it as it probed and lapped. Heard that soft as sin on silk seductive voice begging her for more, telling her this was the sweetest taste in the world to him. Felt his fingers tweaking her nipples a little harder, then felt his face pressing against her harder and heard his growl as the darts of pleasure flowed down from her nipples and rippled along his tongue.
The sweet sounds of Kassie's moans echoed in the room and through Drake's black as coal soul as the taste of her filled his mouth. There truly was nothing sweeter to Drake than the taste of Kassie's lightest shade of gray soul he could savor through those juices. It was a rich wonderful taste that intoxicated his mind and seduced his black as coal soul. Free from any taste of a desire for immortality or power those juices were in some ways much more nourishing and vital to him than blood. He slid his tongue deeper inside her and growled with pleasure as her juices flowed more freely. He sucked and lapped the juices as they flowed, and let himself become drunk with the rich sweet taste of them. He tweaked her nipples as the palms of his hands caressed her breast and pressed his face against her harder as she cried out. The sweet taste of her flowed into his mouth and he worked his tongue harder. He tweaked her nipples softly one more time, then began to caress her body with his hands. Letting his fingertips softly stroke her as he ran his hands up and down her body. His right hand slid softly down her belly and Kassie moaned deep in her throat as his thumb softly stroked her clit. He gave a growling moan as he drank those rich juices down and savored the untainted taste of them.
He wanted to savor the taste of her as long as he could but his cold hard cock was beginning ache with a desire to be buried within her. He stood it as long as he could, then with the taste of her pleasure dripping from his mouth he withdrew his tongue and raised himself to his knees and placed the tip of his cold hard dick inside her. Kassie gave a growling moan of pleasure as he slid slowly into her. He tilted his head back and allowed the taste of her pleasure to flow down his throat as he buried himself up to his balls in her. The feel of her warm wet Pandora's box pulsing along his dick made him groan with pleasure as he pressed against her.
Kassie felt his hands tighten around her ankles and moaned again as he pushed himself even deeper inside her. Could feel the tip of his cold hard cock pushing deep inside her as his balls pressed against her. Then she felt him take a slow backstroke. When only the tip of his cock was inside her he paused for 3 beats of her heart, then slowly pushed it back inside her until his balls were once more pressing against her. The feel of him sliding into her made her gasp with pleasure. Had she not been held by the ties that bound her she would have been bucking against him. The feel of him sliding back and forth inside her made her juices flow even more freely. She could feel them soaking his pubic hairs as he pressed against her on the down strokes. She could feel him throbbing inside her as he rocked back and forth. As she moaned again she felt him grip her ankles tighter and increase the speed of his stroke. She could physically feel and sense his excitement growing. Heard a low growl of pleasure from him as he buried himself deep inside her again.
Drake's head was tilted back, his cobalt eyes closed and his fangs bared wide as he rocked against her. He held himself in check for a moment, then because the reprieve meant he would not have to leave to avoid sinking his fangs in her after he climaxed he let himself go and began to rock against her harder and faster. She felt so incredibly good right now with her dainty ankles in his hands and his dick buried inside her. He felt that warm wet Pandora's box contracting even harder as he gave a snarling growl of pleasure and drove himself into her harder. Heard her pants and gasps of pleasure and ground himself against her. He loosened the ties that bound her slightly and snarled with pleasure as he felt her buck against him. Felt the ripple of excitement along her walls as she heard and felt his pleasure. Felt his dick throb and his balls tighten in response to that shudder of excitement. Kassie met his strokes and Drake tilted his head back further, bared his fangs wider and gave another long hissing growl of pleasure. As Kassie's cried out and her body began to shudder Drake's growl into turned a howl as he drove himself into her.
After the sound of his howls faded from the room Drake released the ties that bound Kassie completely. With a snap of his fingers the blindfold and red ribbons vanished. As Kassie lay there blinking he lowered her legs gently then winked at her and vanished. When he reappeared he was sitting beside her with his back against the headboard grinning like a Cheshire cat. He reached down and drew Kassie to him, and after he had her comfortably tucked under his arm snapped his fingers, stuck the eternal doobie between her lips and said, "Suck on this for a few moments my Queen, then I have something else I want to show you. It is not as pleasant as some of the things I will show you, but it is a necessary part of the security system that will help keep you safe."
Kassie took a long hit on the doobie, held her breath as long as she could without passing out and as she exhaled said, "Usually, they get me stoned before they fuck me, not after."
Drake chuckled and replied, "That's because the poor bastards aren't as good at fucking as I am."
Kassie laughed as she shook her head and replied, "And you are so modest."
As Kassie inhaled again Drake simply grinned and replied, "Remember baby, it ain't bragging it you can do it. I'll show you some more proof of that when we get back from the watchtower."
Kassie pondered that for a moment then exhaled again and said, "Works for me. But if I'm going to be strolling along the watchtower in broad daylight you better find me something to wear or the tourist are really going to get an eyeful."
Drake laughed and replied, "Well the tourists won't be arriving until later, but I'm sure you can find something to wear in that closet over there."
Kassie looked at him suspiciously for a moment then got out of bed and went over to the large walk in closet. When she opened it she saw the right side of the closet held a variety men's clothes and boots. The left side of the closet held a fashionable array of women's clothing and shoes that she had a feeling were all going to fit her perfectly. There were evening gowns, dresses, shirts, blouses, slacks, riding britches and a variety of comfortable looking jeans. She also noticed a few pieces of period clothing on both sides of the closet. She stepped back from the closet for a moment, turned to Drake and said, "What's with the period costumes? Are those for Samhain?"
Drake chuckled and replied, "Yes, and no. There will be times we will sally forth and go amongst the tourists. We will wear the period costumes to help lend to the atmosphere. Samhain is one of those times we will be doing that."
Kassie went back over to the bed and after she curled up beside Drake again said, "You dress up and mingle with the tourist on special occasions like Samhain?"
Drake chuckled darkly and replied, "I dress up and mingle with the tourist many evenings I'm here with them my dear." Drake paused then said with a wide grin, "Fortunately I've found if the Lord of the Manor is dashing enough, he can get by with donning a pair of riding britches, boots and red shirt on all but the most special of occasions. And by the way, this time of year we only have one tour per day that begins shortly before sunset. The tour includes dinner. The meals we serve are some of the finest dinning there is anywhere in the world." Drake's grin turned wicked as he said, "I often make an appearance just before dinner is served and share some of the castle's special wine with them."
Suddenly Kassie stilled again as another vision danced through her head. She saw Drake standing in the doorway of a large dinning room looking extremely dashing in tight black riding britches, hunter's boots and a blood red silk shirt with the first three buttons undone. She saw him walking into the dining room smiling and nodding at the tourists seated at three long dining tables. As he approached the center of the three tables a servant handed him a glass of red wine. After a quick curtsey she went back to helping another servant fill the wine glasses by each tourist. Kassie saw him smiling and raising his glass in a toast to the good health of his guests. As the vision continued she watched the eyes of Drake's guests become glazed. Drake walked over to the first table and after he sat his wine glass down leaned over and gently sank his fangs into the neck of one of his guests. Suddenly the vision vanished. After blinking a couple of times Kassie looked up at Drake and said, "Is the wine drugged?"
Drake grinned and replied, "Not exactly. It is more like, enchanted. It temporarily spellbinds the minds of the tourists so they see and experience what I wish them to." Drake paused for a moment then said softly, "I do no harm to any of the guests I dine on Kassie. I take very little blood from them and they in turn enjoy a lovely tour of the castle, some of its grounds, and are fed a meal fit for a king. In fact the tourists dine on many of the same dishes ancient kings and queens did." Suddenly he grinned and said, "Fact is I usually take a lot more of the their money than their blood."
Kassie laughed as she shook her head then said, "You should be ashamed."
Drake simply laughed as he shook his head and replied, "Why? As I said, I do them no harm, and they get their money's worth my dear. The parts of the castle they have guided access to contain some of the finest and rarest antiques, books and artwork in the world."
Kassie had inhaled on the eternal doobie as he began to speak and now exhaled then said, "Though the terminally righteous would not agree, I cannot fault you for how you utilize the tourists. I suspect you probably give them more of their money's worth than many other tourist attractions do. And of course the antiques etc. provide a valid reason for having extremely tight security in and around the castle. I suspect you even enjoy mingling with them for reasons other than dining on them."
Drake's face broke into wide pleased smile and leaned over kissed Kassie soundly before he said, "You are such a wise little witch my beloved. Yes I do enjoy mingling with some of them for reasons beyond that of feeding. I enjoy talking with the scholars and historians as they tour the castle. Sometimes movie people come here now as well to do historical research for their films and I enjoy the company of some of them. You will also enjoying mingling and chatting with some of our guests my dear."
Kassie thought for a moment and then said, "Why do I get the idea that our guests are very carefully screened before they ever step foot in this castle?"
Drake grinned and said, "Because my little wise one, they are. Tours must be booked at least 30 days in advance. Most are done via the internet."
Kassie inhaled and pondered that for a moment. A part of her winced at the screening methods she suspected Drake used, but another part of her understood his and now her safety depended upon those screening methods.
Drake watched her with a fond smile and after she had nodded he said, "Yes my dear it is a necessary evil. As are many things about me. Including what I am going to show you in a few moments." He paused, took the eternal doobie from her fingers, flicked it in the air and as it vanished rose and said, "Come, let's don some clothing then walk along the watch tower."
Kassie smiled as she took the hand he had extended to her and kissed him softly on the cheek after she rose from the bed. The dashing Lord of the Manor donned his usual black britches, boots and red silk shirt. The beautiful Lady of the Manor wiggled into a pair of tight black jeans, moccasins and a steel gray tailored shirt. Drake took her hand once they were dressed and led her towards the den. He placed his hand on a section of the paneled wall and it slid aside with a soft whisper. Drake flipped a switch on the other side of the doorway and they entered a well lit passage way that led to a winding staircase. As they entered the passageway Drake said, "Though you will be confronted with another necessary evil, the watchtowers will also give you another a place to sit outside when you wish. It will also offer you a stunning view of our estate my dear."