My New Toy (Completed)

Chapter 10: Addicted (18+)

Later in the evening, Irene sat in the parlor room with Alcina in silence. Heisenberg really had her shook up over their encounter. Her mistress sat there, drinking on a glass slowly and waited for Irene to break her resistance for fresh blood. She could only make Irene do so much before the girl broke right in front of her.

"Why are you hesitating still? It's been nearly two weeks since you became this and you still haven't tried." Alcina broke the silence as she put the glass on the table between them. She heard the conversation between Irene and Karl earlier. Her interference wouldn't happen any longer now that Irene was one of them. "You know eventually you'll go mad if you don't try it. The thirst will drive you mad before the addiction to blood will."

Irene wasn't paying attention. Instead of listening to her mistress, she stared into the fireplace. She watched the flames crackle and burn, trying to keep her mind off the situation.

My offer still stands on getting you out of this place.

"Irene?!"

Finally snapping out of her thoughts, she looked back up at Alcina. Apparently she hadn't been listening very much since they sat down in the room.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Did you hear me?" Came a bit of impatience from Alcina's voice, staring the girl down with a frustrated expression.

"Sorry my mind was...somewhere else...My apologies ma'am." Irene answered back in an ashamed tone, curling up on the chair and keeping warm while thinking again.

"I said my offer still stands. You bite me and have a little taste, see how you like it. We let you get your fill or we try to slowly introduce you to blood by just drinking a little out of a glass. Just a little bit at a time. Then you can get used to actual fresh blood."

She had to think about it for a moment. Could Irene really be used to a life of drinking blood to survive on instead of food? It wouldn't be possible. Her eyes would dart back and forth from the fireplace to her mistress. Her throat was thirsty for the blood that was offered to her. The smell made her hungry. Her fingers clutched at her sleeves and teeth biting at her lip hard in response.

"Dearest? Are you alright?" Alcina asked again and continued to sip on the glass, smirking slightly behind it. She wanted Irene to crave it. Enough to make her crave more and more. She saw the blood drip down Irene's face, chuckling at the sight of her struggle. "Come here, dearest. We can fix that problem if you just let me help.~"

Irene's breathing became more shallow, getting up slowly as her legs only moved against her will. She didn't want to give in but there was no other choice. Her body moved on its own as well, trying to make herself stop but she couldn't. Not with that smell. Once she was on the other side of the table, Alcina snatched Irene's hand and dragged her in close. She put the glass down and held Irene against her while she sat, back facing her mistress. Her small body against hers, it drove her crazy too. One hand firmly held Irene's jaw in it, stroking her cheek and moving in to kiss her neck softly.

"Now, what does my good girl want? What is it she desires the most?"

Irene squirmed and whimpered under Alcina's touch, feeling her mistress toy and play with her body gently. She felt her hand touch down there, fingers pressing the fabric of the dress between her legs. This worked a moan out from Irene's throat, pressing herself into Alcina's touch. "I...I want...you to...I need blood...I can't hold back anymore..."

See darling, this was my plan all along. Such a submissive girl I could bend to my hearts content. A left out picture here, a gentle command there, and watch how the fierce woman becomes my beloved toy.

Alcina took the glass and handed it to Irene, gently putting it in her hand while still playing around with the girl's sensitive areas. Her gloved thumb stroked across her pale lips, making her open her mouth and showing her teeth. The smell was more intoxicating up close to Irene's nose, thirsty for what was in front of her face. She tasted it and finished it down hungrily, Alcina taking the glass from her hand and wiping away the blood with her lips pressing into Irene's soft ones. A moan escaped the girl's throat and was stifled by soft kisses. That was followed by Alcina lifting Irene's dress up to slip a finger inside her sensitive spot which made her jump up and stumble away.

"Did I go too far, dearest? Or did I merely catch you by surprise? Come back here now. We're not done yet.~" Alcina held her hand out, Irene taking it hesitantly before being pulled back into her lap. This time she faced her. "Good girl. Such a good toy to obey your mistress."

Her fingers pulled at Irene's dress and she moved to kiss at her neck gently, letting her hands fall to the red head's thighs. Irene couldn't help but let Alcina kiss down to the nape of her neck, pushing her thick red hair away so she could bite into it. The older woman took the opportunity and bit into her pale skin, having her fill of Irene's blood while her fingers squeezed her thighs. They were soft to the touch. So plush and petite.

I barely have to touch her and look at the puddle she becomes. Even at the beginning her actions said fight but her eyes screamed please mommy. And a good mommy can't let her future toy be left hanging now can she.

Alcina pushed away the bottom of Irene's dress and her fingers found their way to the spot she was playing with earlier. She rubbed gently and earned another moan from Irene, who was trying to not break under her mistress' touch. Her legs went weak and shook slightly from the pleasure, hips moving with Alcina's fingers. It was pure ecstasy. "That's it, dearest. Enjoy it. You're mine to play with and only mine."

Irene began to feel her fingers slip inside, just enough to rub a spot in there. The older woman stifled another moan with her lips, kissing deeply and biting at them firmly. She wanted more control. More of Irene's body to play with. Her fingers moved in and out of the girl's plush folds, making her legs feel weaker by the moment. Alcina held onto Irene's waist to keep her steady, shoving her tongue into her mouth more to get a taste. The red head couldn't resist much more before she leaned in closer, biting on her mistress' lips to taste a little blood. It was refreshing. Sweet and satisfying.

Look how she quivers under my touch, a simple kiss on her bosom made her almost reach release. A suck on her neck made her muscles twitch. I'm the mistress of her body and soul and I adore the job. She is so eager to please me. To please what's hers. Such a good toy. To turn her was the best decision I could have made. To keep her mortal was a waste of her talents. Now I can truly show her pleasure like she could never imagine. Make her intoxicated by me, and spend years molding her into my perfect little one. One to know my weakness, the things that will make us both find pure pleasure. To make her my perfect little toy.

As she continued to push her fingers in and out of Irene, Alcina could feel the girl weaken under her touch. She shook and felt her folds get wet more, Irene pressing her small body into her mistress. Her moans only grew louder with each push and her hips couldn't take much more of it. One stroke to her button and Irene was pushed over the edge into her climax. She rode it out before resting against Alcina, eyes hazy and heavy from feeling tired and played with. Her face nuzzled into Alcina's shoulder, feeling comfortable enough to rest right there in her lap.

"That's my good girl. Just remember who you belong to and you'll be just fine. I'll take care of you."