CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 47

Storm was still smiling as he turned, finally freeing the woman from the neck shackle before holding her by her hair with one hand.

Herja, terrified for her friend, began to scream, but the slave was giving her mistress a migraine. Lani thrust her toes in Herja's mouth mid-scream, silencing her slave while Lani rubbed her throbbing temples.

"This should help you feel better. Do you remember the woman I told you about a while back? The request Herja made..."

Lani nodded, words failing her as she looked at the woman struggling for air but still managing to beg as Storm held her neck in his unrelenting grip.

Thorson, however, misunderstood Lani's silence as a no.

"She's the one that touched Dad's cock... Remember I told you about her?"

"Yes, My Love. I don't forget..."

Storm moved so fast that no one expected it when a revolver flew through the air, Ignacy catching it before it hit him in the head. The hybrid slave had a choice as he fingered the trigger for a second although it felt like an eternity as Lani held her breath. In a second, her hybrid slave - the only slave she had not given Storm that night - could blow her king's brains out and her noble slaves were unarmed. With one pull of the trigger, it could all be over, Storm placing incredible trust and his life in Ignacy's hands. It wasn't an eternity, however, but a second after Storm slit her throat. Brains decorated the fountain of blood spattering the wall and pooling at Lani's feet before Storm tossed the corpse onto the puddle before Lani.

Lanecea's heart was racing out of her chest and dancing around Storm, the woman breathless, but not for long as he tilted her chin with blood dripping from his fingers before giving her a kiss that sent her brain cells soaring.

The kiss seemed to last for an eternity and beyond before Storm finally stepped over the corpse. Herja, however, was weeping for her co-worker which only further annoyed Lanecea. Gripping the leash, Lanecea suddenly jerked the chain, taking her slave off guard, but Lani only tightened the leash more until Herja's face was pressed against her pussy, the woman unable to turn her head.

Storm watched as Lanecea adjusted, draping her legs over both sides of the chair to give Herja better access to her soaked pussy.

"Well done, Ignacy. You've proved your loyalty to your mistress. Step down from the table and join the nobles. Roman, as my queen's favorite, you will choose one of the next women for my enjoyment. Choose carefully, then strap her down onto my table."

Roman glanced over at Lani, a grin kissing his lips at hearing that he was her favourite before he chose a brunette vampire without hesitation. Her hair was long, although not as long as Lani's waist-length hair. That is where the similarities ended, but it was enough for Roman as he tied the woman down on the table. She was just as much at Storm's mercy as the other vampires, yet, as Storm's prey he could do what he wished with them, including breeding them if he so chose. Lanecea was very aware of all the possibilities, limited only to Storm's imagination as she looked at the woman who was helpless on the steel table. 

For a brief second, a shadow of mistrust clouded Lanecea's green eyes as she looked from the woman on the table to the woman Storm had bred before now lifeless at her feet to the door, her instinct to flee alive and well, but pure trust was in her eyes when she looked back at Storm. Her king had been watching Lanecea's reaction but she had been too overwhelmed to notice nor did she notice that he had changed positions, now standing behind the table so she would have an unobstructed view of his performance.

Lanecea held onto her trust in Storm, never breaking eye contact with the man she adored as he stripped off his clothes until he stood stark naked, but was still looking into Lani's eyes reading her soul. Lani nodded, giving him her blessing to do as he wished with the dark-haired woman, giving Storm not only her blessing but complete trust.

"That's My Good Girl," Storm winked at Lanecea a second before he reached for a knife, slicing the woman's abdomen open in one fluid motion before tearing out her ovaries. Tossing them at Lanecea's feet, he added, "She won't be needing these."

Lanecea moaned and laughed at the same time, then moaned in earnest as Ignacy asked for permission to eat the ovaries, the hybrid impressing his twisted mistress with his act of loyalty.

"You may...but swallow it whole."

Ignacy kissed Lanecea's blood-covered foot before tilting his head back, the ovary disappearing down his throat without causing her slave to choke.

"Well done, Slave. That's enough," Lani praised the hybrid touching her thigh with her fingertip.

A hybrid could purr, apparently, as he rested his head on his mistress' lap.

"Come, Son. Remove her fangs and give them to your mother's slave, Ignacy. He has earned the keepsake."

"Yes, Dad," Thorson grinned as he approached before reaching for the pliers.

Herja licked a trail up Lanecea's leg, turning her back to the sight of Thorson destroying her friend's mouth as the woman bled out, but pulled out of her mouth before he came. His mamma wouldn't be pleased if he wasted his cum in a vampire's mouth.

"Prove your loyalty, Noble Slaves," Storm instructed as he hung the woman upside down over Lani, her blood drenching not only his queen in silver but both of her slaves.

The men didn't need to be told twice as they unlocked the shackles. This time a woman had her fangs pulled out and her mouth destroyed by Thorson's cock before they tied her down to the table. Storm removed her ovaries as well, then tossed them at Lani's feet while Stanislaw hung the first woman back on the wall, but this time by her ankles.

The men who had been forced to watch the women go first, were ghostly white when they were tied together upside down, their backs pressed against each other. Instead of being attached to the wall, they were hung by their ankles from hooks in the ceilings, the vampires dangling in the centre of the room.

Thorson was still using the mouths of the vampires who were bleeding profusely as they hung upside down, but Storm didn't mind as he worked with the noble slaves, tying the vampire's balls so tight they turned a deep blueish-purple hue. The color was almost identical to Lanecea's transparent gauze gown and the sight made her happy.

The noble slaves were nearly as creative as their new master as they shoved thin metal rods within the penis opening, the shiny sticks undulating as the vampire cocks soluted Queen Lanecea.

"Well done, Slaves," Storm praised the nobles, the man very pleased with his slaves' creativity. "Revna, you may bathe your mother now and help her prepare for bed. She won't have the stomach to remain in the dungeon. Tie your Mommy Slave to my table before you leave."

"Yes Daddy," Revna murmured but was unable to keep the excitement from her voice as she followed her father's commands, tying Herja securely to the table where the blood of her vampire co-workers was still flowing from the smooth surface before turning to her mamma. "Let's get you cleaned up."

"Goodnight, My King," Lanecea smiled up at Storm after he kissed her forehead, then entwined her fingers with Revna's.

There were some things very feminine women should never see and Storm was still demonstrating his care for her, Lanecea's butterflies twirling in response even after blood-curdling screams reached her ears before mother and daughter ascended the winding stairs, Ignacy, as always, crawling behind his mistress.