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Chapter Ten She watched as the club security carried both slaves out of the dungeon and into the cleaning rooms. She was very pleased with the way both had endured and flourished in some ways under the pain and pleasure that had been taken from them over the past 3 hours. She knew that their blood and senses were reeling from this initial session, but that more had to be done to see if their blood deemed them worthy of keeping or discarding of them after properly having been drained for what their fluids and blood could do for the clan. Once a decision had been made, She let the local cleanup crew take care of the shipping of the donors or the discarding of the remains, while She soaked in the aura of the blood and the sex and the rush of feeding on the physical and spiritual sides of all the meat She hunted and fed on. As the Aztec Warriors of old, She believed that to feed on all that made the captured worth hunting, allowed her to soak in the sprit of the ones She had hunted and bested or the ones She had fed on. She did believe in fully using all the food completely in one form or another. All the humans could be of service to Vampires everywhere, even after their passing into the great beyond. She smiled as the slaves were cleared from the room and Deborah her aide, took Dancer the guard to the bondage table and secured her in place. She always enjoyed seeing her aide play and hone her skills, and the female guard had her allures, so She left them and went to her private room to feed on some rare lamb that had been prepared for her in the kitchens while She had played. While walking back to her room to change outfits and shower, She thought back on the old days when things were far less civilized in the Clan's dealing with the humans. In the old days, things were more brutal in the hunt and search for blood and food, and her predecessors were quite brutal in their dealings with the hunted, the growing stream of mangled bodies sparking the humans to band together and turn into search parties, seeking to kill those who were determined to be Vampires. The wars over the time She had been part of the clan, were brutal and intense and usually somehow kept undercover during the years, so that the majority of the sheep, did not know the full truth as humans and Vampires tried to gain control in this centuries old battle. The V-clans had grown smarter during the years. Living in the shadows and darkness of the human world always taught you caution, even if you found ways to interact and claim a place in the surface world of the humans, albeit it one that worked during the night hours, as opposed to the daylight. Scientists that had been turned over the years for one reason or another had created more efficient ways of harvesting the blood from the prey and using all resources much better for the overall benefit of the clans, who had set up regions around the world and worked on establishing their control over matters both clan and human related. One of the strangest developments in her recent memory came from seeing some of the humans embrace a joy and support of the Vampire ways. The movies and books that over the years had sparked major flares of violence at the expense of the clan, now had created in the younger humans, a fandom of those who sought to live as Vampires, little knowing of the reality of those who actually were. But with a gentle roll of their minds, you could seduce them into the outer ring of vampire society and for those of value or importance, even turn them if needed. So nowadays, Powerful Vampires would have an entourage of both humans and clan members that would tend to the needs of the clan. When feeding from a willing donor, there were certain places you tapped into their bodies for the blood, but only with your top fangs. If you used your back fangs as well, you risked turning them completely, and that was something that had to be cleared in advance, to make sure the new vamps would be trained and indoctrinated well into the lifestyle of the clan, with an understanding of their new bodies and senses and a mentor to guide them in the overall transistion. So much blood and resources had been lost over the years, because even though Vampires fed only on an as needed basis, it was all or nothning at all. Which meant once a source was selected, it was drained completly and not recycleable and able to regnerate it's blood and serve as a steady source of addtional dining pleasure for the Vampire. She stepped into the Shower, Her face flush with the joy of the Hunt, and her fangs still fully extended as she thought back over the past few hours and the exqusite joy She felt in working them. The girl, was tougher then she looked, but she also basked in the attention given by the Mistress and her girls. This Sophie, as cute and delicious as she was, had an inner strength that merited a closer look. She may not have the essence of pureblood runing in her veins as thie male did, but she had a certain showmanship in her suffering that was as addictive as it was alluring. After all, most good meals came with a floor show, and if the meal could entertain before being tapped as a food source, all more so the better. She sighed as the water washed over her body. These hunts were such an adrenaline rush, but she was also working past a long flight in from home base and if she was going to savor the flavor of the hunt, She needed to pace herself and not leet the bloodrush cloud her vision as to the opportunity that had dropped into her lap unexpectedly. She knew she would have blood drawn by club aides and tested before the night was done, but She was old fashioned enough to know that She would have to sample them both, the old fashioned way, to confirm her instincts. V-clan Science had done a lot to further help Vampires ujnderstand human blood work and which types were worth harvesting for the long haul, and how to get the best out of each donor for the overall good of the clans, on a short term and long term basis, so that not too many humans disappeaerd, nor too many rogue vampires were brought over, which could disrupt the fragile state of balance that existed between the clans on a world wide level.ch ones were good for short snacks A pleased curl of her lip as the warm water cleared her head and allowed her to smell the food that had been brought in by the kitchen staff. The leg of lamb was done rare, just as She liked it. She could smell the blood along with the savory flavor of the meat properly prepared by the staff. She had placed a couple of clan chefs on this staff long ago, when She had first invested in it, and although they could cook with the best humans out there, they also knew how to cook for V-clan meetings and the needs of the VIP vampires that were brought here to be entertained when visiting Her city. Soaking in the steam and letting a low growl of happy delight slip her lips, she stepped out of the shower and ran her hands along her body, doing a quick inspection. She had stopped needing a Mirror a long time ago, so did not even notice the lack of her reflection in the bathroom mirror. But she knew her body well and how to care for it, and had learned the makeup tricks from a celebrity stylist that did work on one of those makeover shows the humans seemed to love. The girl knew her work, and was easy on the eyes, but long ago during a photo shoot She had been booked for, to take some shots of the host and hostess, and both stylists, She had taken the opportunity to mark both the hair and makeup experts as part of her human staff in Southern California. They had not been turned, and were not aware they had been tapped, but when She had need of their services, they easily cleared their schedules for her without question. She of course paid them well in human terms, and She did sometimes have Nick and or Carmindy brought in for other special sessions. Since Vampires had to learn ways of blending in with the humans, it paid major dividends to bring in experts and let them teach you how to do it with your eyes closed. You would have to catch that pleased glimpse in their eyes to know when the look was right, but you could also have sketch work done that would allow you to show the kind of look you wanted, and then sit back and let them do their magic. She stepped away from the shower and walked over to the patio setting that looked out over the club. The aroma of the steak and meal being prepared for her filled the room with a mouth watering appeal, but when she opened up the sliding glass door and stepped out onto the porch and saw the men and women dancing below her, the mix of sex, and desire blended together like a fine wine and wafted upwards to where She could inhale the aroma and almost get giddy over the flavors and tastes that were spread out before her like an endless buffet of food. She felt her fangs lower into place as she stood there nude, unseen by the food below her, yet being aware of the blood markings of each body on the floor. Such a smorgasboard of blood types to chose from, and such pretty decanters and bottles to keep the blood safe and warm until the right vintage was needed for that special occasion. As She turned back to the Suite, and a pretty young thing slid the door shut behind her, She stretched and arched back, teasing those in the room with Her nude body's<b> curves </font></b>and corners. The playtime had been sweet and worked up an appetite for more, but She also was feeling the residual effects of the flight and the time zone changes. She motioned to a bodyguard who was standing near the door in one of those cute new American Gladiator outfits to approach. He moved with the grace of the jungle cats She had seen in the outlands when She had been traveling the African continent. She did not even know his name, but as he was part of her Los Angeles branch, She knew he was trained in his work and he could be tapped for a quick buzz of energy from that A positive blood that She could smell in his veins. He knelt before Her as She looked him over and knew that he was excited at kneeling in front of her, nude as She was. The bulge on display pushed well into those tight lycra spandex shorts he was wearing. She caressed his cheek and let her aroma slip into his nostrils, exciting his senses and stiring the blood within him, some of which caused his manhood to stiffen quite nicely. A low soft chuckle slipped her lips as She saw the blush on his face, his hardness betrayed before her and they both knew it. "Wrist boy," She said as She had Him rise to his feet and stand before Her. "Yes Mistress," came his soft reply, a crisp tenor tone to the vocal chords. She smiled as She watched his body flex and the muscles work in union, to bring him closer to her and the need She had of him for this moment. He kept his head bowed, and his eyes lowered as he extended his left wrist and presented it turned up. She smiled at his training and inspected the skin, smelling the blend of clean skin scented with the cologne She always enjoyed smelliing on the men in her service. As She let her fangs extend from their palce, She felt him shudder as she moved down and sank the dual points into his wrist, tappinig the vein with the skill that had come from hundreds of times with so many others before him, She sucked in the life restoring blood and let that familar rush flood her veins as She felt his life energy pour into her veins and like a good cup of coffee for the humans, She felt the buzz clear her mind and allow her to think ahead as to what next would be done with her 2 new pets, who were still being tested before final purchase and shipping to their new locations, where their blood could best serve her needs and the plans She had to solidfy her clan support, not only here, but back at home as well. She loved the taste of his blood in her, and she allowed herself to imbibe a wee bit more then njormal, due to the energy she had spent in the dungeon earlier this evening. But She also had learned how much She could take from a donor before it put them at risk, and the coagulant in her bite, also had healing properties for the donor, so that wihtin minutes after the bite had been finished, the wounds closed over and the body began replenishing it's blood reserves as the exchange was two fold, life giving blood for the clan, and a healing restoring ointment that was created from the fluid interchange at the bite spot. She sighed in contentment as She felt a sigh slip his lips. She retracted her fangs, licked her lips softly and caressed his cheek as he sagged abit, and others came to make sure he was cared for and taken away to a quiet palce where he could rest and begin to recover for the next time She would have need of his blend. She settled back at the table and quickly went to work on the meal that had been prepared. She let her mind wander back over the action earlier and thought again about the man, and found her heart skip a beat at the wonder that She might have found one of the purebloods that had been whispered about as fabled legend in clan tales over the years. She had become so expert at clouding minds and working her will on the humans, that She still found herself both uneasy and excited at the challenge found in this one. She could not remember the last time one had been able to meet her gaze with a clear eye, after She had focused her mind and eye on them. She felt a nervous rush like a young human girl would feel at the chance to getting back stage to see one of her favorite music stars. She knew that the blood from a pure source could tip the balance of power in favor of who ever controlled it, but She also knew deep down inside her being, that She was nervous about what kind of power this one might be able to wield over her, let alone her servants, if She could not bring him under control, serving Her needs with his life and his blood, his body and his soul. After finishing the meal, and lingering over a nice glass of burgundy wine, She turned to her laptop and logged in to the Clan's archival website, to study what material was there on Purebloods. She had heard about the Clan wars to try and control the donor source when it was found, but She also knew from her studies of Clan History, that when a Pureblood was triggered and not controlled, they became aware of the Clan and the others who lived in the darkness, and many fierce battles had been fought when The Pureblood found allies and sought to battle the Clan. So She was both nervous and excited about what She had found here tonight. If this one was unaware of what flowed in his veins, She had discovered a source of Power that would truly solidify Her control of the Southern California clan and allow Her to explore taking over more areas of the state. All Vampires knew of the power of Pureblood and the way it could enhance the abilities of any Vampire. Vampire scientists had even discovered the power to be found in a diluted stream of pureblood that was mixed in with normal human blood counts. There were tales of Mighty Vampire leaders throughout clan history that had grown in power and strength when they had a crossbreed, taken and trained to serve. But even harder to find were the reports of total Vampire control of full Purebloods, but for those who could find this bloodpower, the power and control was source of both major advances for the Clan, and bloody wars as Clans would battle to try and steal the Pureblood power for their own ends. The possibilities of taking both of them back and breeding them for the alliances that a gift of a crossbreed could bring, tickled at the back of her brain. The mix of this male with the French girl could truly move Her to the tables where the true deals were made in clan politics. She also could enjoy breaking both of them to her will and taming the fires of the Pureblood in him, and treating herself to the fun that she saw in the French tart of a young girl who suffered so well on the Cross earlier in the evening. She licked her lips and wondered about what had fallen in her lap. She had come just for a fujn evening out, and now was on the verge of finding and claiming for herself, one of the bigger sources of Pureblood that had been seen in decades. She went back to the balcony and looked out over the crowd as She slipped into her Dominatrix Blood Red leather outfit. She found her eyes stop at the pole where he had been chained, and a sense of unease flashed across the back of her brain as She recalled his being able to look up and hold her stare with his. A soft shudder swept down her back as She felt her soul was being looked into, in ways She had not felt since before She had been taken and turned. What could he have learned from that look into her eyes? The soft clearing of the throat from the guard behind her, brought her attention back into focus. She smiled and turned and asked the question of the moment. "Are they ready for the next round Jean Luc?" "Yes M'Lady," came the reply from the tall dark skinned muscular Vampire that had been part of the Southern California clan for 5 years now. "The Scientists still need another sample of his blood to see if it a Pureblood human Mistress." "I understand Jean Luc," She said as She swept past him and motioned for the bag he was to carry back to the dungeons where the couple waited their next tests. "Believe me, no one wants to know more so then I, if we have found a motherlode of Pureblood and a means to control it, by proper use of the girl as well as breaking the man down to be a willing source of the blood. The maximum power of the blood came from a willing giver, but even if taken by force, the pureblood, although diluted in it's strength, would still be enough to shake the foundations of the clan, not only here, but across the country and beyond. I want that power for this Clan, and I want to see the measure of both of them, to merit what We will have to do, to bring them into the family and keep them safe from both our friends and our foes." As they entered the private elevator and descended down into the lair of the club for the next series of challenges, a dark grin slipped across her face as the rush of the hunt and the pleasure of the games once again stirred her blood into a rush of energy that almost took her breath away. "I hope you have rested well my pets," She thought to herself as the elevator reached the dungeon level and the doors opened for them. "Whoever you are pureblood, trust me, you and the French Coquette have not seen anything yet!" |
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