Dragon's Lair:

Vlad:

I release her hand, sit on a soft chair and watch her stand stiff and dismayed a few steps from my bed, watching Yainni and Yelena play on the red sheets. The vampires are naked, kissing and touching each other

They came to try to cheer me up, they had been teasing me to join them in bed for an hour, but I wasn't in the mood. I narrow my eyes, and Elennah stares at them in amazement, swallowing hard, and looking at me, her eyes widening.

I drink selflessly from my glass, pointing to the bed with my index finger and ordering:

—Take off your clothes and join them.

The redhead's jaw drops to the ground in astonishment. The vampires stop making out with each other and turn to look at Elennah with expectant expressions.

— Vlad? -Elennah stammers still in shock.

— You already know Yanny and Yelena, don't you? You replaced them at the front desk a few weeks ago. What you don't know is that they are both my concubines. I bought them in 1476, in a slave bazaar in Constantinople.

She blinks convulsively, perplexed.

—They know I like to watch. They understand my needs and are willing to do anything to satisfy me. Can you do the same Elennah? Can you do what I order without even thinking about i? If you stay it's because you agree to satisfy me without hesitation and without protest, if you're not willing to, then get out.- I bark.

She frowns at me and with quick, angry movements strips completely naked. My mouth gets dry.

—What do you want me to do? - she asks in a soft and sweet tone, sounding like the perfect submissive, but I know she's not.

—I'm not going to repeat it, Elennah. - I growl, pointing to the bed.

She moves with purposeful steps, her back rigid and her chin tense. She climbs onto the bed and the vampires occupying it welcome her, positioning her between them.

— Chto nam s ney delat', Gospodi? (What do we do with her, Lord?) - Yelena asks in her native Russian. While caressing Elennah's face with the tips of her fingers.

— Igray s ney, poka ona ne pridet, no ya ne pozvolyu tebe yeye ukusit. (Play with her until she comes, but I don’t want you to bite her.)

Complying with my order, the vampires cling to the redhead's body and begin to attempt seducing her.

Eleni:

I make an effort not to forget to breathe. During my college years I was never curious to experience things with other girls and I must admit that this is VERY crazy.
Yelena whispers I-don’t-know-what in my ear while Yainni frees my hair, stroking my scalp until my mane practically smooth against my bare back. I have goosebumps.

I glance at Vlad out of the corner of my eye and he watches us impassively, sitting in his chair, drinking from his glass. I suspect he's used to these...situations, he said the Russians were his concubines, which means they're his submissives, which means...

Yelena fuses her lips with mine and I freeze. It's isn’t unpleasant, really. It’s just that this isn’t my thing. I sigh slowly and close my eyes imagining another scenario.

In my mind it's Vlad who kisses me…hmm, that's much better. I deepen the kiss, clinging to my lover's silky hair, brushing my tongue with his and biting his lower lip.
—Ty zver', da? YA uzhe ponimayu, kakoye voskhishcheniye ispytyvayet nash Gospod' k tebe. (You like it, right? I already understand the fascination that our Lord feels for you. - Yelena comments, breaking my fantasy, I growl exasperated.

Yainni begins taking a more active attitude during the game, stroking my back. I open my eyes and glance over my shoulder at Vlad.
He continues to observe everything as if nothing had happened, with his expressionless face and drinking from his glass in large sips.

I could get out of this bed, get dressed and run without stopping until I reach my apartment. Yes, I could...but then I would be giving up the possibility of a relationship with Vlad.

Seriously Eleni?
Seriously what?
Are you going to analyze how you feel about your boss right now?

Well yes. There is no better time than the present. I like the man, I like him a lot. I would say maybe I like him too much...he's...perverse, he's...kinky...he's extremely evil and cynical. And I love it!

His evilness and perversion calls mine, the more twisted his behavior, the worse I want to behave. So yes. I'm willing to do this, for me.

For you? What do you mean, you don't mean to say you’re doing this for him?

No. I do this for myself. I want to explore my…limits, to know how far I’m willing to go, and Vlad is offering me that opportunity. Not only could I explore the more twisted facets of sex, but I could get to know myself a lot more in the process.

I close my eyes again and imagine another scenario, this time I’m inside the dark hotel lounge, however I’m not the perverted voyeur lurking in the shadows... but the woman whose body is trapped between two huge blonde men. I’m the woman kneeling on the sofa. I feel lips close over my right nipple and moisture bursts between my legs.

—Oh. - A moan escapes me. The new fantasy (that of imagining myself a prisoner between two men) excites me much more.

Vlad:
My blood-drenched mind wakes a little as Yelena takes one of Elennah's hardened nipples into her mouth. The redhead moans and arches her back in obvious enjoyment. She and the vampires keep kneeling on the red sheets of my bed.

I move the glass from my lips, finally sensing a genuine reaction from my body. Lately my desire has been diminished, not to say that it’s non-existent.

Yanny kneads Elennah's round pink buttocks, then proceeds to place small kisses on her bare shoulder, parting the red hair and moving up to the porcelain neck. I place the glass on a nearby table and take in the scene before me with growing interest.

They are not the same woman. The tests that I have imposed on her have shown it to me . Despite the indisputable physical similarity, and that their essence is the same, my Elennah, my wife, the woman who betrayed me would have fled in terror before this proposal, would have been unable to perform an act like this.

This new Elennah is much... darker, much more sinister, so to speak. This is a much more uninhibited, sensual and adventurous woman. It is intriguing to observe her reactions and movements, it is as if the body of my demure and fearful dove is possessed by the spirit of a libertine, lascivious and lustful witch.

Yelena wets two fingers into her mouth, then directs them between Elennah's parted legs. I watch as the Russian's fingers disappear into the redhead's wet and hungry p*ssy, my member instantly hardening.

The blonde moves her hand slowly, very slowly, caressing the slippery inner walls of the redhead, the latter exhaling a moan and arching her back as she moves her hips in circles, riding the hand between her legs.

—Are you enjoying the game, sir? - Yanny murmurs in English, squeezing the Greek girl's delicious buttocks between the palms of her hands.

— A lot.- I answer in a broken sigh.

—Did you hear? Our Lord likes what he sees.- Yelena whispers against the redhead's neck.

She just moans and gives me a fleeting look. I notice that the pupils of her eyes are dilated, it is clear that I am not the only one who is loving this.

I watch Yainni moisten two of her fingers and start stroking Elennah's butt, she gasps, desperately seeking Yelena's mouth, desperately kissing the woman in front of her. Stuck behind the redhead's back, the other blonde inserts a finger millimeter by millimeter into the woman in front of her.

Facing the Greek, Yelena caresses the reddened and swollen clitoris with her thumb, increasing the speed of her hand movements. Yainni finishes preparing Elennah's butt, she has managed to introduce her index and middle fingers completely and now she moves them slowly inside the redhead.

—YA chuvstvuyu tebya vnutri neye. (I can feel you inside her.) - comments the Russian in front.

—YA tozhe vam. (Me too you.) - the Russian from behind answers.

By the nails of Christ! I sobered up in an instant. The vamps' comments almost made me come.
Elennah shamelessly moves between them, enjoying the double penetration and even accelerating the speed of her own hip movements, she gasps and looks over her shoulder at me, the very slut, her eyes are clouded with pleasure throwing me a clear invitation, challenging me.
Oh, you'll see, Little dove. You will see...