Chapter 156

Denethia tasted bile, and refused to release the horrible hunger of the creature she commanded. Almost instantly, her blood turned to acid, burning in her veins. Her strength left her and she collapsed to the floor, the sharp crack of her knees against the stone utterly lost in the burning of her blood.
"You must obey me, Denethia. Through our blood bond, you will know pain beyond imagining whenever you refuse my orders. Only by accepting your fate, and pleasing me, can you end the torture."
A sob wracked Denethia's body as she realized it was true. The burning in her veins lessened as she came to grips with what Celdin had just told her, understanding that she had no choice.
"Now, order it to feed."
Still sobbing, she connected to the vampire again. The burning of her blood vanished as she obeyed Celdin's commands, but when she hesitated to give the vampire an order to feed upon grasping its reins of command, the burning started again. Ordering the creature, as Celdin had commanded, ended her pain, but not her torment.
Denethia felt the almost sexual ecstasy of the vampire as its fangs pierced the woman's flesh. She could taste the coppery blood, feel it sliding down her throat. Her nipples hardened, and wetness gathered between her legs as the creature fed, transferring the one feeling other than hatred it could experience in undeath through the link to her.
She felt the flow of blood trickle, and then stop, as the blood-sucking monster drained the woman dry. The vampire's body surged with renewed strength, and then Denethia felt despair as the ecstasy of feeding faded away. Once again, the vampire knew only cold hatred.
Weeping, Denethia lurched away from the contact with the creature, only then feeling the pain in her knees. She sat back heavily, screaming in pain and terror.
Celdin approached, "You perform well, Denethia. Only one test remains, and it shall take away your pain."
The sound of weeping emerged from the doorway behind Denethia. She turned to see Kyleria guiding a filthy, bound woman into the room. Denethia recognized the woman, barely, as one of the others who had shared her squalid novitiate. Kyleria led the woman, who was weeping uncontrollably, to stand before Denethia.
Celdin knelt down beside Denethia and pressed something into her hand. She looked down, and saw a bloodstone. Her blood turned to ice when she realized what was to come.
Celdin looked up and nodded to Kyleria, who roughly shoved the weeping brunette to her knees before Denethia. The Master then said, "End your pain, and this woman's failed existence, Denethia."
The ice flowing through Denethia's veins turned to fire as the price of her disobedience asserted itself. With a warbling scream, she thrust out the bloodstone against the woman's chest, ending the burning in her veins.
The feeling was much akin to the ecstasy of the vampire's feeding, the woman's life force flowing through the bloodstone into her. The pain in her knees vanished almost instantly, as the woman before her writhed and withered.
The power ceased to flow, and Kyleria gave the dry husk that remained of the woman Denethia had just drained an absent push. The corpse fell to the ground with a dry clatter, bits of desiccated flesh and dust rising up from it when it landed.
Despite her revulsion, Denethia continued to feel the ecstasy of the woman's life giving her power, through the bloodstone pendant. Celdin took the stone from Denethia's hand, and then hung it around her neck.
"Congratulations, Denethia, your testing is ended."
She didn't even hear the last words, because she looked at the corpse, a woman murdered by her hand, and fainted.
Once again, Denethia awakened in her room. This time, she was not alone when she regained consciousness. Kyleria and Celdin sat on the foot of her bed, watching her rouse from her faint.
Celdin spoke as soon as Denethia was obviously cognizant of her surroundings, "As I said, your testing is ended. Your first reward hangs between your breasts, the bloodstone that will give you power and eternal youth. Now you shall receive the second, greater reward of our bonding."
Denethia felt a surge of arousal, coming from both her Master and the dark-tressed woman who sat opposite him. They both rose and shed their robes, as Denethia's body reacted to that shared anticipation of sexual satisfaction. Celdin's cock stood erect and throbbing, and Kyleria's nipples were likewise stiff upon the full globes of her breasts. Wetness shone faintly on Kyleria's nether lips, and the woman's scent of arousal increased the building desire within Denethia.
Denethia found she could not resist the sensation rushing to her, and from her, through the link of the blood bond. Her hand moved between her legs, cupping her sex beneath the robe. It was soon not enough to touch her aching heat through the cloth, and she had to rise up from the bed, pulling off the clothing that felt as if it were stifling her now. The scent of her own arousal mingled with Kyleria's in the room as she bared her body to the cool air.
Once she removed the obstructing robe, Denethia immediately reached down to quell the burning need in her loins. Celdin grabbed her wrist, blocking her questing fingers from their goal.
Denethia croaked, "Please, Master!"
Celdin did not answer, but instead pulled the wrist he restrained down to her side. He followed this by doing the same with her other wrist and speaking words of magic. She felt her hands bound by magical power at her sides.
Denethia writhed, rubbing her thighs together in an effort to quench the fire between them. Kyleria stood and crossed her hands behind her back, Celdin binding them there with the same spell that restrained Denethia. Kyleria then climbed up on the bed at its head, Celdin pulling on Denethia's legs to move her and make room for the other woman. Kyleria knelt behind her, increasing the miasma of aroused female flesh that already filled Denethia's lungs.
When Celdin reached down to part Denethia's thighs, she snapped them apart on her own, bringing a smile to his lips. The arousal flowing between the three was too strong; Denethia could no longer bear to remain untouched. Denethia whimpered, "Please," repeatedly, staring at Celdin's throbbing erection and willing it inside her.
Celdin stroked his organ, asking, "Please, what, Denethia?"
She erupted in a sobbing scream, "Please take me Master!"
A growl emerged from Denethia when he fulfilled her request, slipping his cock between her virgin lips. A sharp gasp followed as his hard flesh pierced her maidenhead, pushing into her well-lubricated depths. While the pain she expected was there, the ecstasy shared with Kyleria and Celdin through their magical bond overshadowed it. The pain flowed with the pleasure, becoming a part of it, the blood of her virginity's sundering mixing with her juices coating Celdin's thrusting manhood.
Denethia's eyes closed tight as her body stiffened — shot through with violent jolts of pleasure. The musky scent of womanly arousal increased, and she opened her eyes a moment to see Kyleria had moved forward, centering her sex directly overhead.
Denethia's eyes closed again as the ecstasy overwhelmed her senses. It felt as though the energy flowing through her, centered in her throbbing clit and painfully stiff nipples, was about to tear her apart. Her breasts jiggled from Celdin's powerful thrusts, which steadily pushed her open on each penetration, allowing him deeper into her clinging sheathe.
The sound of three simultaneous screams rang out and echoed off the walls when Denethia came. Again, she felt the eruption of wetness gushing from her, and a similar flood washed over her face from Kyleria kneeling above. Celdin's hot semen exploded into her depths, spreading its heat throughout her body.
All three continued to scream, gasp, and quiver from their orgasms, Kyleria collapsing down and smothering Denethia in her soaked sex.
"Taste her," Celdin gasped out.
Revulsion swept through Denethia, pushing away the hot glow of pleasure permeating her. Almost instantly, the painful price of her disobedience replaced the heat of release that filled her. The stinging fire faded as Denethia thrust out her tongue into Kyleria's dripping cunt.
Celdin's cock, which had been softening inside Denethia's clinging grip, surged to hardness again as Denethia lapped Kyleria's pussy. Celdin barely moved, but he and Denethia both moved rapidly toward a second climax even as Kyleria's screams of pleasure mounted.
Denethia's scream of release this time allowed the bittersweet flood of Kyleria's juices to fill her mouth. She choked, and then swallowed, continuing to lap until exhaustion forced her to collapse on the bed.
Eventually, Celdin and Kyleria left, leaving Denethia to weep alone for her lost innocence.