Hunter’s love for f*ta

A certain tranquility surrounded Belor in the quietness of the guest room. In deep meditation the vampire slowly sorted his mind. A long life brings many memories and thoughts, making moments like these necessary., especially for a potent spellcaster like him. Magic needs focus after all.

His form rests on the comfy bed within the room, eyes closed. Lazily his head hangs on the side upside down, as he brings structure to his eternity. This little corner of his manor is barely in use since he reawakened. It was unlikely that he will get any visitors soon, as none of his old allies or friends are probably aware that he still exists.

Past, present, and future wander through his mind, but the stillness is soon enough disturbed by approaching footsteps. The door creaks slightly, and then silence almost like the visitor stopped in her tracks. A lewd giggle quickly follows, and a musky scent fills the guest room.

After a few more steps, Belor suddenly feels the familiar weight of a soft cock resting on his face. The vampire can feel the heavy shaft slowly harden. "What is it, Laura?"

"Was it the smell or the shape, Master? Probably both, right?" Some playful cock slaps follow, and then the tall woman rubs her dick across his face. 

When Belor opens his eyes, his vision is blocked by the large piece of meat, and the maid brings her weighty ballsack to rest on his forehead. Without much thought, he sucks the delicious cockhead into his eager maw and gets rewarded with the salty taste of her precum and a satisfied sigh from her.

Slowly his tongue swirls around the engorged tip. With his face pressed against her genitals, her musky arousal gets even more intense, and there is barely anything else the vampire can breathe in.

"It just wanted to tell you that I finished repairing your bed, but since I became your servant, my libido has been spiking like crazy. I couldn't really resist seeing you like that." Laura's breathing is slightly strained as she enjoys the experienced tongue of her master. One of her hands finds itself groping her own heavy tit in rising lust.

Belor lets the tasty treat slip out of his mouth, and it lewdly slaps against his face. "It is quite useful to have the daughter of a carpenter around, among your other talents of course."

A few loving kisses are placed on the throbbing meat, which earns him a few more lustful moans. "Since you all are connected to me, my emotions and feelings get slightly imprinted on you."

"And you are constantly horny." Laura gazes down past her own cock at her master with another lewd grin. She moans again as he slides his velvety tongue along her full length and gives her balls some soft kisses.

"I think a reward is in order, my dear. How about you prepare me a hot bath?"

Confusion rests on her face, and she slowly rubs her cock across his face again. "How is that a reward for me?"

The lustful desire in Belor's eyes and a quick gaze at his gorgeous body that rests half-revealed on the bed seem to be answer enough for the horny maid. "Right away, master."

With aroused haste, she brings the water to her master's private bath and quickly fills the tub. After it is full, Belor himself brings it to appropriate heat with magic, himself too eager to wait for simple flame to do the job. Soon enough the steaming bath is ready and the air has a delightful wetness to it.

"I never had a private bathroom like this before." Laura looks around the luxurious room filled with porcelain and brass. Her gaze soon enough settles onto Belor again, now that he has discarded his dark robe and stands in the room with his full enchanting beauty revealed.

Seeing the lustful gaze of his maid, Belor stretches his wonderful body, with some soft moans, just to spark her arousal even more. Her skirt lifts up slightly from her hardening shaft. "Do you want to undress yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

The tall, curvy lady is too distracted to answer right away, so Belor walks over to her. With teasing slowness, he frees her wonderful body from the dress. The vampire spends extra time around her heaving bosom as he caresses and kisses the heavy globes.

"Like I said, this will be a reward. I think a woman like you can also appreciate some sensual care, right?" His lustful gaze rests on her face with a soft smile. Laura is slightly overwhelmed by the erotic sensations across her body, and her breathing grows more heavily.

"Master." A single word is the only thing she can muster as the vampire continues the undressing process. His slender yet strong hands move over her body, sending lustful sparks through her entire being. Laura wasn't sure if he used magic with his touch, but she also didn't care. Everything inside of her burned with lust and desire for him.

Finally the rest of her dress dropped to the floor, leaving her revealed in all of her desirable glory. Her throbbing cock was already leaking precum like crazy, and her smooth balls hung heavily between her legs. Laura's full figure was a sight to behold, curvy and work-strong in all the right places.

Belor's hand wandered back up across her body, along her wide hips, past her toned stomach. His tender touch left more sparks of arousal on her, as he once again spent more time on her bountiful tits until he finally held the head of the lustfully stunned woman in his hands.

"You are absolutely gorgeous, Laura. A goddess would be envious of your amazing figure. I am at a loss for words to describe you." He pulled her down towards his face, his hot breath gently rolling over her skin. Laura's eyes were glazed over with lust, and before she could really catch her breath, Belor sealed her lips with a deep, passionate kiss.

Her lustful paralysis finally fell off, and she embraced the enticing figure of her master. The soft flesh of her breasts pressed against him, and her aroused shaft left plenty of marks between his thighs. His own length was squished against her stomach as she hungrily smooched him.

Searing lust and pent-up passion made them kiss each other. Laura has never felt such insane and sensual desire as she made out with her master, not in a single sexual act. Her longing for him was all-consuming, and the wet noises of lips on lips and of tongues dancing and exploring filled the room.

After what felt like an eternity, she sets the vampire back down, unaware of when she had lifted him up. A lewd grin was on his face, but tender affection rested in his eyes. Laura tried to catch her breath after such an experience.

"Let us continue this in the bath, shall we?" He led her over to the steaming water, which had lost some of its heat already. Belor held her hand as the tall woman stepped into the hot liquid. With a delighted sigh, she slowly sank down until her body rested against the heated porcelain.

Her sizeable figure filled up the whole bathtub, and she gave Belor an apologetic look. "Looks like this gorgeous figure takes up too much space for the both of us." A teasing smirk returns to her face now that she has slightly recovered from the intense kiss.

"I don't think so." Instead of moving to the other side, Belor simply enough stepped into the bath and let his body sink against her form. He comes to rest in her lap and leans into the yielding flesh of her body. Especially her pletniful tits provided wonderful function as soft cushions.

Her arms wrap around him and she embraced his slender figure; his erotic weight already sparked her lust again. Her shaft made itself known by coming up between his slim thighs and pushing against his beautiful cock and ballsack. Belor turned his head and gave the tall lady an appreciative kiss.

"This heat is quite enjoyable, especially with such a wonderful bed, my dear." His head rests on her shoulder as he gazes up at her with affection. She nods in delight and brings her forehead against his.

"I must say, every moment with you is an experience. I rarely have felt so desired by anybody." A soft kiss is planted at the side of his head. The arousal added with the heat of his body and the bath is enough to send her mind into a hazy bliss. Laura could spend eternity like this, being loved by her master.

"Well, there is something else we could do to make this better. Thighs or hole?" His slender fingers wrap around her length and he slowly strokes her in the water. The lustful blush on her cheeks intensify.

"You know nobody can resist that tight hole of yours." A lewd giggle escapes her, and she slowly thrusts into his hands. The pent-up lust from earlier rises again. "But I would prefer a tender and slow fuck this time."

Without a word, Belor lifts his hips to position her engorged tip at his divine asshole. With teasing slowness, he lets himself sink, and Laura feels every sensation of his hole engulfing her meaty shaft. A rising moan escapes her during the whole process until his ass meets her hips and they are sealed together.

The tall woman needs a moment to handle the incredible feeling of being surrounded by his tight heat. Almost greedily, the asshole sucks her inside and massages her cock even without moving.

After refocusing, she slowly rolls her hips against his backside, exploring this wonderful feeling and sparking soft moans from Belor. Lustful haze rests on his face as he seeks her lips for more tender kissing during this slow, sensual fuck.

During this slight moving, the water in the tub softly laps against the edge and spills over on the ground. The two lovers have little care for what is happening around them as they are melting into each other's embrace, drawing out this incredible moment as long as possible.

After what feels like hours, Belor slowly separates from her lips and gets a cute pout in return. An amused laugh escapes him at her expression. "We are not done yet, my darling. Let me turn around so that I can fully see you."

The vampire sits back up again and gently lifts his right leg over her, trying to not sever the connection between his asshole and her cock. Laura holds him as he repositionsuntil he finally rests again facing her. Now that he sits on top, he has a much better view of her erotic body.

Her freed tits, no longer weighed down by his form, gently float in the water, and Belor grasps them eagerly. With soft motion he kneads them and caresses those desirable orbs. His own cock rests on her toned stomach just shy of touching her breasts.

Laura's meaty shaft still throbs inside of him, begging for attention. After a lewd giggle, Belor begins riding her, still in a sensual manner. His wet body moving on top of her gives him an ever more attractive look.

"I am surprised that you are still holding on, darling. Last time you were a much quicker shot." The teasing words spark a feminine laugh from her, and she rests her hands on his sides during his gentle ride.

"You have no idea how much I want to fill you, master. I've been holding on by the skin of my teeth. I want this moment to never end." Once again love, desire, and affection are reflected between their eyes. "I am not sure if this is just the magic or anything else, but I love you. I love you so much."

Belor leans down towards her and seals her lips with another tender kiss. "I hope you are not too jealous when I say that you have to share my affection. I do not connect with mortals that easily unless I deem them special, but let me tell you that I truly love you as well."

Conflicting feelings wrestle inside of the tall woman at the confession, but then she returns the kiss eagerly. "If I have moments like this from time to time with you, I think I am quite content to share. Besides, you have already proven that you have plenty of love to give."

His smile turns into a lewd grin at her words. "Then let's give this moment an incredible finish so you won't forget it any time soon."

With another deep kiss, he picks up the pace of riding her hard shaft. His ass bobs up and down in the water with sensual speed but he is clearly racing for the finish line. Laura holds onto him as she feels all of the accumulated lust pooling inside of her balls.

The water muffles the lewd sound of their intense fucking with splashes, and more water covers the floor. Laura wants to scream and moan her love towards Belor, but his sealing kiss silences her, and she can only feel herself snap moments later as release finally arrives.

Her body shudders and writhes in this incredible orgasm. Belor holds her down and deepens the kiss as she reaches her peak. Her balls draw tighter, and finally her essence starts flooding his insides.

Spurt after spurt of hot, creamy release coats his inner walls, the sheer amount far too much for a mortal to handle, but Belor greedily soaked it all up. After what feels like a bucket of cum has been spend from her balls, Laura finally collapses and their lips separate.

Her loving gaze meets his once again as she feels the afterglow of the best fuck she ever had wash over her. "I love you, master."

A soft smile settles on his face, and he plants a tender kiss on her forehead. "I love you too, Laura."

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A creepy atmosphere was felt in the basement of Belor's mansion. Most of the rooms and corridors were empty, and the powerful net of magic even affected people not attuned to the arcane arts. Alftrid shuddered with delight at the sensation.

Her bare feet tapped on the ground so that she could feel every spark of power beneath her. Since her master had made her a servant, she felt everything so much stronger. While continuing her way, she relished in the eerie feeling here.

Even as a kid, Alftrid has preferred the chilling air of dark forests and crypts. The young woman still can't believe that she is now living her dreams of witchcraft. Being subordinate to a powerful and beautiful lord who wants to fuck all the time was even better.

As the images of the gorgeous vampire fill her mind, she has to stop for a moment to gather herself. Her exploration has once again brought the woman deep underground the dark manor. The light of her lamp has revealed many beautiful and dark things before.

Alftrid stepped through an entryway and nearly stumbled at what she saw. As far as she could see, corpses upon corpses, long decayed to bone, filled this room. Many mortals would shriek at such a sight, but the tomboy could only gasp with glee.

Quickly she set down her lamp and picked up bones and skulls to marvel at their make. This must be some kind of storage room for the few undead that roamed her master's halls. Happy like a young girl in a candy store, she walked the ranks of displayed skeletons, wondering their use.

"You are quite interesting, child." The hollow voice almost made her yelp in fear, but Alftrid quickly calmed down as the familiar figure of the skeletal butler, who arrived without a sound, stepped into the light.

She quickly let go of the bones and bowed to him. "I am sorry, Charles. I was exploring the estate and found this wonderful room. Are these all undead?"

The glint of excitement in her eyes was slightly unsettling, but Charles simply motioned towards the many corpses. "Not quite. These are all fully dead but will be made to motion if need be."

"I see. How can you even do that? Are you not just a simple skeleton like them?" Once again the flood of questions burst out of her. Luckily enough, the butler had endless patience.

"My connection to Master Belor runs quite deep, giving me more existence than simple undead. Through time my personality has crafted itself from his desires and wishes. I am quite fond of him." Affection rings in his empty voice. "But I assume that you understand this connection quite well."

"Yes. Yes, I do. Everything inside of me is drawn to him." Alftrid let her gaze wander over the undead butler, who had been astoundingly kind to her since she arrived here. "I have always wanted to do magic, but a peasant woman like me had little chance for any higher education at an academy. I wished for any opportunity to train this craft."

"Then I have some very good news for you. I spend some time asking the Master if he would take a talented woman like you under his tutelage because I think talent and interest like yours should be nourished." With a pose like a proud mother on Christmas Day, Charles watched the rising excitement in the young woman. "Even though he has much dislike for such academic things, I managed to convince him to give it a try."

A surprise hug followed as the maid wrapped her lithe form around the bony figure. "Thank you so much, Charles. These last few weeks have felt so wonderful, and finally my dream of magic is coming true. I can't believe it."

"There is still a long way to go until becoming a full-fledged mage. Do not deem it easy to become a mage. I hope that you are ready to give it your all." He pats her back, and she gives him an eager and determined nod.

"Besides, your time with Master Belor will be quite straining for your stamina in more than one way." His hollow voice had an apologetic sound to it, and a lustful concern slowly showed on her face as she realized what Charles meant by that.

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The warm glow of the evening sun was shining over the walls of the mansion. After the potent surge of energy, thanks to the generous contribution of his mother, Belor has finally managed to repair the rest of the estate. The walls stood strong, although they weren't really built for defense.

The vampire was sitting on a bench to relax and enjoying the view in the fading light of another day. The view in question was a butt-naked Chenna, currently working in the garden area of the courtyard. With happy focus she moved about and was taking care of the plants and herbs.

Sweat glistened on her skin and made the small, curvy woman an even more delightful sight. Her soft, girthy cock was hanging heavily between her strongish thighs, only partially hiding the hefty ballsack, which was filled with her delicious essence.

But Belor's eyes weren't focused on her cock surprisingly. Chenna had an amazing heavy chest that one could lose themself in. Rosy nipples crowned two large globes that were only sagging slightly. The sweaty valley of her cleavage was begging for a cock or an eager tongue to slide in between.

The small lady met his eyes again and gave him a beaming smile. With a giggle, she groped her own voluptuous tits and made them bounce slightly, not the first time today. After giving him a view of her sizable ass as well, she went back to gardening, leaving her master in a semi-hard state.

"Hey, you can also eat me with your eyes if you want, boss." Kath has just returned from her evening jog and was her own sight to behold. Nothing was concealing her athletic, sweaty body. Her toned muscles and lithe figure had an attractive glow to them. With unnecessarily lustful moans, she was stretching out her exhaustion from the run.

Her cock might not be as girthy as Chenna's, but Belor's tight ass or eager throat cared little about such things. The fit maid was clearly trying to show off as much of her enticing figure as possible, making muscles flex for his enjoyment. A form like hers was just as erotic as the soft curves of the other woman.

The vampire's cock was now clearly poking out of his robe, much to the delight of Kath. "You know, maybe I should actually wear some panties while running. They would be drenched with sweat afterwards and would keep you company when I am not around, pervert."

The lustful grin on his face widens at her slutty words. "Does the thought of me sniffing your underwear make you horny, my dear?" Blood rushed towards Kath's cock, already giving Belor an answer. 

With a laugh, she strides over and plants herself down in his lap. Her tight ass immediately slid up to his throbbing shaft until it was squeezed between her cheeks. Almost instinctively, his hands found themselves on her hips, but Kath took his hands and made them rest on her decently sized cups.

"I heard this is the best seat around for this kind of view." Together with her master, she watched Chenna work. The small, curvy woman was awfully aware of the things happening nearby and could barely focus because of the two pairs of hungry eyes.

"I was wondering, boss. Do you ever give, or do you only enjoy being on the receiving end of a fat cock?" A sigh escaped her as she was working his dick, the lust slowly taking over her mind.

Belor pulled her closer while groping her breast and let his hot breath wash over the horny maid. "I do enjoy giving nearly as much as receiving, darling, but things are a bit more complicated for me."

Wanton desire made her rub along his whole form now. Her sweaty, erotic body was seeping against him. "Meaning?"

Suddenly the man, who was just as horny as her, tightened his grip to keep the lustful woman still. "Do you know what happens when a vampire feeds his essence to a mortal? They turn into a ghoul. A slave to their master. Powerful and with a will of their own yet addicted to him."

The unnatural strength of his grip helped little to stop lecherous Kath from grinding her ass against his shaft. A mischievous grin rests on her face even in such a hazy state of mind. "And because you are a little cum slut, your spunk is your essence. But it doesn't sound half bad, you know, getting fed your delicious spunk every day."

Even the purple glow of her master sparking desires did little to stop the feisty lady, and she tried to position his engorged tip against her greedy asshole. "You could just pull out."

"No, I couldn't." Kath could do little against the inhuman power of her master as he stopped her from going further.

With a pout, she looked back at him. "Why?"

An intensity rests in his gaze that she had rarely seen, and his voice turned more quiet with a tone of dominance. "Because if I am balls deep inside of your tight little pucker and I can feel my orgasm approaching, not even the gods could pull me out of you, my darling."

The delightful shiver that wandered through her body left the tomboy breathless, and she looked at him with an eager submissiveness.

"Get on your knees and take care of my cock for now. I am rock hard because of you." A small giggle escapes him as Kath jumps out of his grasp right onto her knees. Her mouth was all over his throbbing shaft in seconds, hungry with lust. With a guiding hand in her hair, he slowed her down so that she could actually give him a blowjob instead of slobbering all over his dick.

Seeing the bratty and ever-horny Kath with such an obedient look in her eyes was almost too much for him, and with closed eyes, he took in the moment. Quickly she took him as deep as possible with little care for her own throat. Belor had to stop her from time to time so that she remembered to breathe in something else than his cock.

One hand was on her own dick, which was throbbing hard during the whole scene, as she bobbed up and down on her master. His whole length was shining in sloppy spit, and after a while the horny maid focused enough to actually add some skill to her work. Her tongue explored every vein of his shaft while taking him deep over and over again.

Another sound was added to the sloppy blowjob. When Belor opened his eyes, Chenna stood nearby, jerking her girthy shaft like crazy. The small woman had a lustful blush on her face from the scene and worked her hard cock in wanton desire.

He motioned her over with a smile, and quickly she walked onto the bench. With heavy breathing, the small woman stepped over him, her curvy form sweaty from work but also from the heavy arousal in the air.

"Sorry, Master." Belor had no preparation as she grabbed his head at the very moment he opened his mouth and plunged her dripping shaft deep into his eager throat. Chenna had little thought for foreplay, her mind filled with lust as she thrust down into him.

The vampire's eyes widened as his maid used his face as nothing but a fuck toy. Luckily, his body could take such a rough approach, and soon he was moaning, muffled by her girthy shaft.

Belor's sight was limited to the erotic figure of Chenna, which he had little complaint about. From his point of view, the soft belly of the curvy lady bounced slightly from the intense movement, showing a core strength of this small woman that the vampire found so enticing. Her heaving bosom lewdly slapped against herself with every thrust and mostly hid the lustful expression on her face.

Below her, Kath completely lost herself as well on her master's delicious cock. She knew he wouldn't come, but that didn't stop her from trying. All the techniques that she learned from Laura now came into play. The tomboy even stuffed two fingers into his tight heat and pressed onto his prostate over and over again to no avail.

Chenna couldn't keep this up forever, and soon enough her bouncing balls tightened up towards release. "Take it all, master."

With a moan that sounded more like a scream, she unleashed all of her essence down the tight confinement of his throat. Every pump of seed was followed with another thrust, eagerly depositing her load inside of him. Eventually she was fully spent and breathing heavily. With a vulgar sound, she pulled her girthy cock out of his maw and looked down at his blissful expression.

A few playful slaps of her softening cock followed on his face, accompanied by a girlish giggle. She plopped herself down next to him on the bench and cuddled her soft, curvy figure against his form. The thoroughly pleased Belor pulled her closer and shared a deep kiss with the small woman.

His focus snapped back to Kath after a while, who was still working on his shaft in frustration. With a mischievous grin, he grabbed her head and stopped her. "Do you still want to make me cum, my darling?"

The only answer he gets is a submissive nod. "Very well."

After those words, Belor started thrusting into the eager throat of his maid proper. Every stroke was met with a submissive moan from the tomboy. Slowly but surely he started picking up the pace, hammering into her slutty hole.

"I never thought of you as being so bratty, but I guess we are all sluts here." A grin was shared with Chenna, who was watching the intense throat fuck with glee. Her own cock was hardening at the sight, and she stroked her hefty shaft.

Spit pooled around his shaft as he used Kath's mouth. The sheer pleasure in her eyes gave him all the fuel he needed. Her hand gripped around his slender hips, pulling herself towards him. The need for her master's cock was clearly greater than her need for breathing.

Overshadowed by the gurgling sound of her throat being violated, Kath actually reached her peak. With a rumbling moan, her eyes rolled back, and streaks of cum painted the grass below her soon enough.

During his deep strokes, something inside of Belor actually wanted to fill this wanton maid with his potent essence, to turn her into a willing ghoul for the rest of his existence. Just as his orgasm approached and the beast threatened to take over, he finally decided this is far enough.

With a wet sound, his cock escapes the warm confines of Kath's throat, and the eager slut takes a deep breath with disappointment in her eyes. Before she can complain, the vampire pushes her head into Chenna's lap, letting the fat shaft of the curvy maid slip into the warm mouth.

Now that the two maids were occupied, Belor strokes himself to the finish line. Purple glow sparks in his eyes as the heavy orgasm washes over him. In long spurts, his cum flings through the air, leaving potent essence on the garden scenery.

The curvy girl next to him also reaches her release from the sudden blowjob from Kath, who just kept sucking after switching cocks. Chenna's second peak paints the tomboy's mouth with her virile seed, pumping load after load in the greedy maw.

The sucking girl does not swallow, though, and just pulls off of the girthy cock, careful to not waste any cum. A grin sits on her face with puffy cheeks as she leans over to Belor to share in a cum kiss.

Their lips eagerly seal together, and Kath gives him some slutty tongue while sharing the creamy load of her friend. With greedy sucking, the vampire takes the delicious essence, which quickly disappears inside of him.

Eventually all of the cum is gone, but both of them care little as they intensify the kiss, hungry for each other. Belor holds her close in deep desire for this raunchy maid who couldn't help herself but make him cum. Her athletic body molds against his slender, beautiful form.

From the corner of his eye, the vampire spots Chenna biting her lip at the lustful display, and he simply pulls the curvy lady close to join in the sexual hug. With desire in her eyes, she joins the kiss and eagerly lets her tongue dance with the others. They share spit and love for a few more moments to recover from the intensity.

After a while they finally separate again. The two maids are breathing heavily from the experience with lewd smiles on their faces. Kath lets her eye wander over the wasted release of her master on the grass and holds herself back from getting a taste.

"A shame that I am not allowed to guzzle down your spunk, boss. That throat fuck made me want much more." A lecherous grin sits on her face, but inside of her are conflicting feelings. Part of her is scared of that whole ghouling idea and her being addicted to him, but another part just imagines the endless pleasure to follow.

"We will see, my darling, we will see."

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Kyra's steps carried her through the corridors of the dark mansion after night had fallen. Luckily, the gloomy light that fills the halls now seems much brighter, illuminating the way. She still felt uneasy in these halls, but the young woman had found a few places of interest.

The grand estate offered many quiet corners and was large enough to not meet any soul for a while. Those places were perfect for thinking.

Soon enough she found the room from a few days ago. A small chapel of sorts that houses a few stone benches and the statue of a strange figure she didn't recognize. It showed a man of masculine beauty with tears of darkness streaming down his face in suffering.

Although the statue made her uneasy, she couldn't help but find her way to this forgotten place again. For some reason she felt much safer than anywhere else in the manor. This time, however, the chapel was not empty at all.

Kyra's blood freezes at the sight of the enchanting beauty, sitting on one of the benches. Her gorgeous figure was turned towards the statue with her dark hair flowing over her back. The young woman has seen her before but felt uneasy every time.

"Do not let my presence disturb you, mortal. Have you come to save yourself from suffering? Maybe you are here for a prayer instead?" Shivers ran down the young woman's spine as the smoky voice filled the room. The beautiful lady didn't even turn around.

Conflicting inside of Kyra were the fear of getting closer to this obviously dangerous woman and running away from her. In the end she took courage and stepped into the chapel towards another bench to sit down. Her gaze was locked onto everything else but this mesmerizing figure.

Eventually she couldn't help herself and looked over to her only to find the sorceress to be staring right at her. Her dark, beautiful eyes were a beckoning abyss that called for Kyra to lose herself, but they did little to stop the young woman from drinking in the insane beauty before her. She knew that a dark, powerful magic was at work, and her mind struggled to comprehend the other woman's form.

"I guess you would know little about the god being worshipped here. You are such a young thing after all." An amused annoyance rests in gaze as the lady watched the struggling girl. "Have you lost your tongue, mortal?"

After a few more calming breaths, Kyra finally managed to collect herself. "I'm sorry. I am not used to this strange new world. I have learned many things about faith and religion from my father, but I do not know who this is."

"Well, then you would at least recognize his name. You are standing in front of a statue of Abol himself." Finally the hypnotizing gaze of the dangerous woman left Kyra and rested on the figure again.

It takes a moment for the young maid to remember the name from her father's stories, but as she does, her eyes widen in surprise and fear. "Abol? Abol the traitor, who tried to take his brother's throne and was stripped of his divinity?"

A dark chuckle escapes the lady with a hint of bitterness. "Exactly. The greatest villain of this world, evil incarnate. Some hate him even more than the demons scratching and tearing at the order of this world. It is quite the tragic figure."

Silence follows as both of them muster the unmoving expression of suffering before them. Kyra's eyes keep wandering towards this enigmatic woman who was basically exuding arcane power and eternal beauty.

"You can see magic, mortal. A rare gift, I must say." The young maid doesn't even question how this lady has figured out this truth about her. Even back when she was very little, she could easily spot and identify magic, but she rarely told anyone about this.

"I do not know your plans, child, but if you harm my son in any way, be it intentionally or not, I will teach you about another world; One of eternal suffering." The ancient vampiress said those words just as easily as she meant them.

Kyra's eyes widened at the revelation of who this woman is. Many feelings rushed through her body as the information sank in. "I apologize deeply, milady. I didn't know your relation to the master."

"Keep your false subservience to yourself, girl. I spoke my warning. It is up to you how much you value your existence." The cutting cold in those words silenced Kyra right away, and more awkward moments passed.

Eventually she couldn't bear it anymore, as her curiosity had been sparked the very moment she saw Belor and what let her to follow him. "Milady. The magic of your son is strange. It seems like a mix of..."

"I know." Sinister was the voice of the ancient sorceress.

With the sudden darkening of the room, the young woman's words are cut short. Shadowy tendrils grew out of the gloom and slowly crept towards her with ill intent. Kyra's breathing went heavily as cold fear burned through her body, trying to stay away from the sudden danger that rushed towards her from all sides.

She saw her life ending at this very moment, and a silent prayer sat on her lips, but suddenly everything returned to normal. The dark sorceress loomed over her with an amused smile, much less threatening than before.

"My, my, little mortal, you don't have to worry about me harming you. You belong to my son after all, and there are rules in place, you see." With a condescending caress of the young woman's cheek, Sylvia gazed down at the frightened sheep.

"That is unless you mean harm to him. You should also not speak about the magic that Belor is using, not even to himself." Slowly she leaned down to Kyra and whispered into her ear. "It will be our little secret, mortal. You can call yourself very lucky to be under him. My son is very affectionate towards you all, which is his weakness and his strength."

The young woman could barely focus on the words; too enticing and threatening was the presence of this ancient vampiress. Kyra had a perfect view into the pale, seductive cleavage of this gorgeous beauty and nearly lost herself in there.

With a fluid elegance, Sylvia straightened up again. "Now off you go, little one. Unless you want me to bend you over this bench and fuck you hard."

Temptation nearly overtook the fear, but the maid eventually stood up hastily with an awkward bow and ran out of the chapel with a fearful boner.

After an amused chuckle, the ancient vampiress turned towards the statue again and rested a hand on the cold stone. A thoughtfulness sat in her eyes as she looked at the face of her grandfather before finally disappearing into the shadow again.