Where the Cursed Dwell

With her body still being wracked by the last throes of her quivering orgasm Mina gave a plaintive whimper as the beautiful vampiress extricated herself from their entangled limbs and grinding flesh. She didn't have long to feel abandoned as in Babel's absence Sayumi fell neatly into her place, or rather forced into place by the dark mistress. The demon's heavy breasts both crushed and enveloped the modest mounds of the little witch, this contributing to the renewed caress of squirming thighs between her legs to elicit another weak but lustful groan.

The orgasm had drained much of Mina's strength and left her mind in an ecstatic fog. Her danger forgotten, or perhaps accepted, she hooked her arms beneath Noroiko's and actually hugged the villainous vixen as the girl rode out her own climax before falling drained atop her. Snuggling into the demon, groaning softly beneath panting breaths, her hips ground indolently against Sayumi's thigh lost somewhere between horny and exhausted.

Mina's delusion had no idea how to interpret any of this. She hadn't fed from the vampire yet, so she wasn't one of the undead. But these women had clearly exercised some supernatural control over her mind and body; and perhaps one of them controlled the other now, but which? The vampiress had climaxed at almost the same time as she, but now seemed to be holding a decidedly dominant position over the sticky and weary pair. Or was this the demoness subtly using them both, a succubus coercing them to service her at the cost of their own strength and souls?

"Wha- What just 'appened?" The question was breathlessly whispered into Noroiko's ear, lips brushing against her cheek in half accidental contact.

Babel felt Sayumi finally climax and collapse against Mina. Babel released her bite and began to lick the back of Sayumi's neck, almost affectionately.

After a moment, she slid off of Sayumi and knelt next to the gasping pair, her own shallow pants huffing through her frozen, blood soaked smile.

Babel leaned down and began to stroke Mina and Sayumi's hair. "Mina Harker, you should thank this creature and her flesh bag. Because she has extended your life a few more precious sunrises."

Babel then stood up. Her knees wobbled a bit and she took a shaky step as she felt some errant juices drip down her stained leggings.

Her Aqua eyes gleamed as she pointed at the surrounding crowd. "Mortals! If you value your lives, do not return to this place. The Mistress of La Borde will sup on your flesh here again soon. She has found the ambiance to be quite... Stimulating."

Babel did a dainty curtsy and spun to leave, leaving the eyes of the whole club focused upon the two writhing chunni.

Catching her breath, Sayumi's senses slowly began to return to her, and she started to try and piece together what had just happened in her disillusioned mind.  "What...  what just happened to me...?  That vampire's bite...  The witch's spell...  Did the clash of spiritual energy... create this reaction...?  Western magics... to think that they are still this effective even in our realm..."

As Babel left the scene, the crowd opened up, giving the vampire ample distance.  Through that gap, a mysterious gust of wind blew through, chilling Sayumi through her overly drenched clothing, and snapping her focus back into the physical realm.  As the state of her body became apparent, and remembering exactly where she was, the eye-patched chuuni sprung up with a jolt, nearly slipping on the shallow puddle of fluids in the process.

Suddenly quite re-energized, her face burning bright red with shame, she quivered.  "T-this... Y-yooou..."  Struggling to find her words and to disregard the crowd of onlookers watching her, she pointed down at Mina.

"THIS ISN'T THE LAST YOU'LL SEE OF ME, WITCH!" she shouted very quickly, before clumsily fleeing the scene, trying to cover herself up.

From beneath the warm blanket of the dreamy demoness Mina watched as Babel made her grand exit with an oath of further mayhem another time. In her current stupor the little witch was almost sorry to see her go, though delighted in watching her leave.

The cool breeze that reinvigorated Sayumi was blocked from Mina by the former, and so the girl's sudden burst of aggression came as a bit of a shock to her. Finally released the pale loli recoiled from the vitriol of the creature. Sitting up her dress nearly fell from her body, baring slender shoulders in addition to the damp stockinged legs and panties revealed by her hiked up skirts. This sudden contrast to their previous cuddling was jarring to the Welsh occultist and for a brief moment it looked as though she might start to tear up.

Hugging her torn velvet dress to her chest she watched as both dark beauties fled the club with shouts and threats. She managed to wait until they had both vanished before sniffling and climbing unsteadily to her feet. Why did she feel like crying? Looking around she chalked it up to the humiliation of what had just been done to her, although through her shock most of the details had barely sunk in. Dreamily she stumbled out into the night to find her way back home to sleep, and to dream dark dreams.