CHAPTER 46

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Thorson and Revna immediately caught Dieter's vision as the siblings stepped into their father's torture chamber in the bowels of the castle, Ignacy still kneeling on the surgical table while the noble slaves knelt in front of the table, waiting for their mistress's return. Benito was focused on clamping a shackle around the neck of each person he had transported from the club. Dieter immediately assisted his ally as he entered the room, but the men kept the blindfolds on their unsuspecting prey.

Revna bit back laughter as she winked at her brother before commanding the noble vampires to follow her. The men stretched their aching legs before following the princess out of the dungeon and back up the stairs to the slave quarters. She couldn't help but feel special when she walked past her brothers' bedroom noticing that Taran and Fintan were already asleep, and the nursery they had just passed was quiet as well. 

"Hurry and get dressed in your uniforms. I want you to impress Mamma when she returns," Revna instructed before standing in the doorway.

The nobles didn't waste time as they washed quickly in the large basin before dressing in their military uniforms once more, their rank displayed. It gave the men a small glimmer of hope as they followed Revna back to the dungeon. Their mistress cared deeply about their country and ancestors. Surely she understood why they had been willing to die for just that. Perhaps, with luck, she cared about her slaves even a little and would overlook the fact that they had bought into the vampires' lies. The men seemed to have the same thought as they glanced over at their companions, but didn't breathe a word.

Ignacy looked up at the men as they entered the room once more, noticing that he was the only one that was naked except for his cock cage and butt plug, but also noticed that the soldiers he had hoped to hide among, joining their allegiance in Poland were not commanded to kneel, the men standing rim-rod straight as they flanked the surgical table.

"Very handsome. Mamma will be pleased," Revna smiled up at the soldiers as she inspected their uniforms and perfect posture before turning her focus on Ignacy.

Revna wrapped a length of chain around his neck, then threaded the end through the hook in his cock cage, keeping the cage sticking straight up as though the slave were able to sport an erection again.

"You should look excited to see Mamma when she arrives," Revna grinned as she tapped the upright cock cage with the tip of her whip.

Ignacy bit back a groan. He wanted nothing more than to impress his mistress and not just because the air was heavy with suspense, each slave's fate held in her hands.

Benito looked back at the soldiers before turning his attention to Dieter.

"Until next time, my friend," then stepped out the door, Dieter turning to leave as well.

"Your parents should be returning soon. I'm going to inform them to join you down here. Enjoy the evening you two. I couldn't be more proud of you."

"Thank you, Uncle Dieter," the siblings said in unison as they hugged the towering man.

Dieter smiled as he ruffled their hair before stepping out of the dungeon, then popped his head back in the room a moment later, "Don't touch our guests until your parents arrive."

"Yes, Sir."

Dieter winked before disappearing once more.

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Thorson and Revna didn't have long to wait before Storm stepped into the dungeon, Lani, not surprisingly in his arms while Herja followed behind, still led on the leash hooked to the loop below her breasts.

Lanecea was purring even though Storm unsheathed his cock, then set her down on a chair directly across from the surgical table. 

"Oh god yesss..." Lani wriggled as her eyes darkened.

Herja was wriggling just as much as she knelt at Lanecea's feet, but she forgot slave protocol as she began to beg, "Storm, please don't do it! They are my co-workers! They aren't just flesh to you..."

Although blindfolded, the prey began to beg as well as they fought to free themselves from the shackles around their wrists and neck, the weight of their situation beginning to dawn on them. Storm was a powerful man but they had never had reason to fear him any time they met, but the frantic tone in Herja's voice as she begged her husband to have mercy sent a cold shiver of dread straight into their bone marrow.

Storm ignored Herja as he reached for the file Dieter had left on the side of the table, the man taking a long moment to read through the detailed bloodwork analysis. Each of Herja's co-workers dangling in his dungeon had a minimum of 90% vampire blood, most pure-blooded vampires. The opening night of the first Worship Club had been very successful. Storm's silence was unnerving or exhilarating - at least for Lani and her stepchildren - as Storm tore off each blindfold before tossing it onto the ground, cold laughter spilling from his lips at the look of sudden terror in their eyes when they caught a glimpse of their surroundings. Should Storm have mercy, there was no way these creatures who had successfully hidden their true nature in broad daylight would be able to make their way back home, the vampires now trapped over a hundred years ago in Brussels, Belgium. Death - a quick death - would be the most merciful fate, Storm supposed as he slowly moved down the line of fresh captives.

A woman on the far left was the first that Storm set free, unlocking the shackles around her wrists first, but the man allowed her to dangle from her neck as he turned away. The vampiress groped her boobs as she begged for mercy, her unusual action attracting Lani's attention. Her voice reached a feverish pitch as Storm ran his finger over a long blade. Herja was begging just as hard, pleading with Storm to remember.

"I remember," Storm finally spoke but didn't look up from Lani's note. Turning, he focused on Lanecea as he smiled, "Thank you for my gift, my queen. I know how much you treasured your slave collection and what a sacrifice this is for you not knowing what I will do with your slaves now that they are mine."

"You're very welcome, My Heart. I hope they will bring you as much enjoyment as they have me."






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