Victoria is given by her father, the King of the Barren Lands, to the Vampire Duke Sadisman as a hostage. She is a gift from her people as a peace offering. As part of the bargain, Duke has promised, "She will not be sired, she will not be fed upo...
Days later at the full moon, I approached the temple. I wore a scarlet dress that Mary told me flexed perfectly for dancing, it stood out but red was a popular colour. My hair was covered in a black wig made my hair look like most of the familiars. I covered my silver collar with a scarf. Again this was common to cover the marks of feeding.
"You guys don't believe under dressing for a party do you?" I said as we approached the temple gates.
The feast of fools was a masked ball. Mary had explained that it was an occasion where everyone was equal. Everyone one wore masks and all the formal rules were off for the night. I felt curiously anonymous behind the mask covering my cheeks and face. I had let Mary make my face up like the familiars and the vampires. Hopefully tonight I would be more 'normal'.
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We walked through the arches of the temple. Inside the temple was held up by statues of naked bodies. Occult markings covered the floor. The whole place throbbed with movement. A seething roaring crowd of carnally twisted flesh moved around me.
"You weren't kidding when you said vampires worship sex, if Hugh Hefner ever started a religion this is what it would look like." I said.
Mary smiled "They worship with sex. Dan Brown said the early Christians worshiped with sex"
"Like anyone belives Dan Brown, What's that wall of noise?" I said at the thunder emerging from the hall. You could feel it.
"It's the music" said Mary.
"That's music ? It's loud. How many musician's have they? It sounds like they have a giant hidden in there playing the drums " it really didn't sound like any music I had heard before.
"Non, it's machine music. This is Tylor Swift. This what music sounded like before the fall, it hit's your chest, you feel it take control of your hips, this is what makes it a the cathedral of the flesh. Once the coven controlled many such places people danced all night."
Mary lifted her hands above her head and shook her hips the long dress swayed to the motion. I followed.
There was no ticket to entry but I had been warned the ritual was for each to have two drops of venom. I was uncertain about it, but I knew it wouldn't hurt me and I had suffered from a month of reading lessons. I kind of deserved it, just for tonight. I leant my head back as one of the temple girls with the coven marks clear on her arm expertly put two drops in each eye. Masks on we walked into the hall together. As we moved my soul was blurded forward and backward int time. I thought I heard someone say 'Then dance with me, beautiful' . When I looked around I couldn't see anyone close enough to say it.
We were admitted and entered the hall of flesh. The machine music was fast hard and burrowed deep into my body. It might have been the drink or the mask or the joy of the company but I felt free. Around I was a carnal ocean, every sub, slave and familiar in the coven was here.
