"Oh yeah, that's it Gretel... that's a good girl," he whispered as his breathing deepened and his fingers delved further, buried deep, quickly slipping inside of her and moving in a laborious circular motion. Her hips arched and bucked of their own accord as his middle finger brushed the small crescent of smooth flesh just below her quivering clit and jerked it off.
"Mmm... Oh! Oh! She groaned as her thighs opened wider and she moved her body to force his finger toward her rock hard nub.
"Ooh does that feel good Gretel? Do you want it faster? Harder and faster?" Calaway baited. She moaned with glee as he roughly rubbed her clit and finger-fucked her cunt with all his might, "Are you cummin' baby, are you cummin' for the Master?"
"Ahhh! Yes!" She screamed with rapidly pumping hips, "Ahh! Yes! Fuck me Master! Ooh fuck me like a slut!"
"Ha!" Calaway growled, "That's it you dirty fuckin' whore, beg for me! Beg for your Master!" As he felt her reaching her brink he began to nibble the sensitive skin below her ear. Then putting his succulent mouth on the place where her shoulder ends and neck begins he sucked teasingly.
Her head fell back, her squeals increasing as he continued his assault. He let her arms fall to her side and reaching around with his free hand he pulled the corset off of her breasts, revealing them in all their perfection. His hand moved over one of her ivory mounds, squeezing it firmly, making her nipples grow and glow a deeper shade of strawberry while his fingers fucked her rapturously, and making her pussy blossom and drip with ecstasy.
"Uh! Ah! Ah!" She yelled with approval, on the verge of release. Calaway waited for the exact moment... mouth poised... ready... waiting...
"Oh Master!" she thrust, "Ah yes!"
And just as she came, a thunderbolt ripped through the sky and Calaway plunged his sharp fangs deeply into her delicate neck. She screamed with instant shock and pain... with glorious satisfaction and throbbing climax. His teeth sank into her and gorged on her flesh as two distinct trails of fresh red blood began to run down the arch of her neck and over breasts. Then after a few moments of sucking with greed, Calaway finally lifted his head, licking his bloodstained mouth with orgasmic pleasure, "Mmm Gretel... now you're mine, now you belong to your Master."
With her eyes half-closed, bordering on unconsciousness, she trailed her tongue along her full, wine colored lips and gave a little moan of delight. "Oh yes Master... anything you say..."
He lay her sleeping form down upon the bed and wiped the blood from around his mouth, his eyes lighting with the devil's touch, "Now Hannah... it's time for you to come out, come out wherever you are!"
Hannah's heartbeat continued to race as she crouched down behind one of the long black curtains that hung against a stained-glass window in the winding, dimly lit passageway... waiting with baited breath.
A flash of lightening struck!
"Ah!" She gasped; her fingers gripping the plumes till her knuckles were white. She'd ran along one dark hallway after another, entered one door after another, until she found what she hoped to be a hiding spot of safety, and she could only hope her sister had done the same.
A bolt of thunder bellowed overhead!
She jumped, her body shivering. But she had no choice only to hide until she thought of a way to breakout of the mansion without Calaway finding her.
Calaway... the thought of him sent chills down her spine and unlocked feelings she denied existed. Shaking her mind of such thoughts she buried herself lower behind the curtain where she hoped to remain in safety till dawn.
But then suddenly...
"Oh Hannah!" His deep baritone boomed as he paced the adjoining hallway to where she was hidden, a look of seductive determination etched upon his rugged features.
Hannah quickly put her hand over her mouth to silence her gasp and sat tight as she heard his heavy footsteps slowly heading towards her.
"Oh Hannah! What's the matter, don't you wanna come out and play? Because I know you do girl... I know you wanna play with the Master real bad!"
Hannah trembled, breaking into pallor, a cold sweat mingling with a deep heat. His footsteps drew increasingly closer then suddenly stopped. She held her breath and clenched every muscle in her body...
"Gotcha!" He roared as he yanked back the curtain and laughed aloud.
Hannah screamed and scrambled to get away but Calaway grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her up into his arms, "Not so fast Little One! Do you wanna make the Master angry?"
"Ah! Let me go! Let me go!" She pleaded as she thrashed her arms and legs and wriggled to break free.
"Look into my eyes Hannah! he commanded as he gripped her by the hair and turned her face close to his.
"No!" she yelled, carefully avoiding contact with the mysterious crystal green orbs that would drain her of all her senses if she made their contact. And as quick as a cat, she struck her small hand across his face and lacerated his skin with her nails.
"Argh!" he momentarily loosened his grip and Hannah taking advantage, deftly escaped his clutch and sprinted as fast as she could down the hallway.
He took his fingers and mopped up the faint lines of blood running from his cheekbone, "Hahaha!" he chuckled huskily, licking his fingers with the tip of his tongue. "You can do that as much as you want Hannah... I like that!" and with equal swiftness, he gritted his fangs and chased after her.
She ran through a small candle-lit passageway and through a door that led to a set of stone steps. She turned back and observed Calaway's shadow looming closer, swallowing hard, she ran up the steps until they led her to another hallway lined with doors. The wind roared around the house and the rain hammered against the windows as she ran the length of the passage and tried each door, but they were all locked.
"I'm gettin' warmer Hannah!" Calaway gloated as he grew closer,"... And harder!"
She yanked frantically at each knob in turn until one of them finally opened. Rushing inside she slammed the door shut behind her and stood breathless. The room was immersed into pitch blackness, so she carefully felt along the walls for a lantern. Finally she came upon one and turned it on. Suddenly in the cold light, her eyes widened and the blood in her veins froze at what laid before her. In the centre of the room was a long black coffin, the lid slightly ajar revealing its red silken interior. Hannah's mouth dropped and she let out a loud, shrill scream!
Suddenly the door swung open, "Well, well Hannah we meet again!" Calaway heaved. "But I think my other bed will be more comfortable don't you?"
After lunging and capturing the elder, terrified sister within his undeniable strength, Calaway once again headed back to the master bedroom and booted open the door.
Hannah almost felt like relenting in his manly, muscular arms but knew she couldn't allow it, so continued to wriggle and squirm for freedom. However as they entered his room she suddenly stopped with fresh fright as she caught sight of her sister who was perched by the window. The moon was beaming down upon her like a spotlight in the darkness, and Hannah could detect something different about her, something luminous yet supernatural. She looked almost... ghostly.
"Gretel!" She cried, pleading for some kind of response as Calaway set her down to her feet.
"She won't answer you Hannah." Calaway said as he slowly brushed his hands from around her waist and strolled up next to her sister, "Isn't that right Gretel?"
Gretel responded fervently to her Master's voice by sliding her arms around his neck then taking her tongue and hungrily licking from the base of his throat, up to his lips... paying extra attention to the bloody scratch marks on his cheek. She then threw her head back, her slinky tresses caressing her back and revealing the fresh bite mark on her neck. She threw Hannah an intense blue glare and flashed her fangs at her with a wild laugh.
"Oh my!" Hannah screamed in utter shock! Froze to the spot!
"Now, now Hannah!" Calaway reprimanded as he took her by the wrist and pressed his hand over her mouth. "You only scream when I tell you to scream understand? You only scream when I fuck you is that clear? Your sister disobeyed me Hannah, and looked what happened to her... only you've been much worse!"
He ran his fingers down the nape of her neck and felt her tremble in his arms, then attaching his mouth to her ear he whispered, "But that's okay isn't Hannah? Because I know deep down you wanna be my whore don't you? I know you're not gonna mind one little bit!"
Hannah's body was coated in sweat and she remained stunned into silence as Calaway strode backwards, never taking his eyes off of her, "You make yourself comfortable Little One." he directed to Gretel as the younger sister took her place on the soft-cushioned ottoman under the window, the moonlight mingling with the lightening, blazing down onto her skin.
Calaway took his place at the foot of the bed, looming large amongst the shadows of the partially lit room and his eyes penetrating Hannah with a searing glow, "Come and kneel before me!"
Hannah's eyes flitted to Gretel who smiled provocatively and nodded urgently, encouraging her sister to do as she was told. She tremulously looked back at Calaway and with small, hesitant steps, obeyed his order.
Lifting her long, frayed gown slightly, she put one knee to the floor, then the other. Her eyes staring directly into his bulging crotch, her body quivering at what to expect.
He looked down upon her lustfully, "Undo my pants!"
She shakily took her fingers and unbuttoned the tight leather form the centre of his sculptured thighs. Then slowly, she undid his zip and pulled it all the way down which suddenly made his long, thick cock spring out to greet her. She gasped and trembled slightly at the sight of him exposed, feeling an aching throb beat deep in her pelvis, her sex getting hot and needful.
Calaway let out a long sigh as his throbbing member escaped its constraints, "Pull 'em right the way down now Hannah, like a good little whore!"
She nervously began to ease his pants and his underwear down; he helped her by levering them over his buttocks and onto his thighs. But all the while she couldn't take her eyes off his cock! It was so big, so ready... it was all she could do to stop imagining it inside of her, moving up and down and in and out! Making her increasingly wet.
"Now take hold of it Hannah! Hold my cock!"
Her stomach fluttered with desperate delight as she swallowed rapidly and wrapped her small palm around his erection, feeling it pulsing in her hand with desire. She moistened her lips, starting to feel a hunger she couldn't quench.
"Now put it in your mouth and make me cum!" he commanded.
Hannah's heart raced, her lips blossoming with arousal. She licked the dryness from inside her mouth and slowly but surely took his cock between her lips. "Mmm!" she moaned as her cunt beat furiously, tasting his smooth texture as she slid him deep into her mouth and greedily fondled him with her tongue.
Calaway hissed and gripped the sides of her hair, "Uh, that's it baby... all the way in, nice and deep!" He slowly began to thrust his hips as she took him deeper, building up a languid rhythm as she licked him all the way up and down his shaft and pumped the base of his cock with her hand. "Ugh! Uhh! He groaned, gleeful pleasure etched upon his face. "Uhh! Yeah, suck that cock nice and hard!"
She slid him quickly and firmly in and out of her mouth as her hand followed behind; gripping, twisting and providing extra friction and pressure. His taste became stronger as he began leaking a copious amount of pre-cum, arousing her further as drops of it caressed her tongue and traveled down her throat.
Oh he tasted so good! Ooh she was so wet! She wanted him so very badly! Unable to keep from squirming herself, she shifted on her knees and stepped up her attack on his prick. Wetting him thoroughly, her tongue massaged his moisture down his length and she sucked him in long, hard strokes, giving him a better view of his juice-soaked cock bobbing in and out of her mouth.
He ravenously licked his lips, "Uh fuck yeah! Ooh that's what I want! Give the Master what he wants Hannah! Now!" He bent his knees and began to thrust faster between her lips. She whimpered, her pussy hot and wet as she tightened her oral grip and bowed her tongue, increasing in speed and force and digging her fingers into his jerking buttocks as he humped her furiously in the mouth.
He clutched her tousled hair between his fingers, driving into her as she sucked him to ecstasy. "Ugh! Uh! Uh! Uh! He grunted and roared as he felt the growing spasms leading him to release. He grabbed Hannah's face and lifted it so her dilated pupils met his burning gaze. "Ugghh! Uh! That's it, uh, suck your Master good and dry! Ugh! Her pussy rained with rampant lust as he burst into her mouth in a torrent of thrusts and cum. She swallowed as much of his salty seed as she could, his overflow leaking from her lips and dribbling down her chin.
He withdrew from her mouth, an evil smirk stretching his lips. "Well, well Hannah, you did good girl! Now it's time for your reward! What do you want Hannah? Tell the Master what you want!"
She wanted him to fuck her so much it hurt! Her loins throbbed as she looked into his demanding face and wiped his seed from around her mouth, "I... I want you... to cum in my pussy!" she begged.
Calaway liked what he heard; he looked over to Gretel who had been observing the show with glee, then back to Hannah, "Louder!"
Her breasts heaved and her eyes glazed, "I... want you to cum in my pussy!"
"You're talkin like a little whore Hannah! Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you in the cunt like a whore?!"
"Oh god, YES! I wanna be fucked! I wanna be your whore! Please Master!"
He laughed and sprinted down to her, capturing her delicate wrists in his strong grasp and pushing her onto the bed, "Get on your stomach, lift your hips and spread you legs!"
The lust was pulsing unbearably in her blood now, and she obeyed.
His cock was stiff and fully loaded again as he got on the bed and knelt behind her, shoving up her gown and ripping off her wet panties. His eyes flitted to Gretel who lay seductively on the ottoman, stroking her fangs with her tongue, "You watch and enjoy it! he commanded, "Give the Master a nice view!"
He then turned his attention back to Hannah, the purest was the one he wanted the most! He spread her thighs even wider and grabbed her up, taking complete control. Her breath came out in short, wispy gasps as her silken buttocks pushed back against his cock, desperately begging for his fucking. Clamping his hands around her waist he moaned loudly as began to slide his cock into her crack with agonizing slowness. Her body initially resisted his masculine invasion before accepting and wantonly receiving it.
"Ahhh! Oooh!" She wailed with pleasure as he rubbed his cock up her crack over and over before slamming into her passage in one smooth motion. "Ahh Yes!" She cried as his force shoved her forward, unable to believe the sensation of his thickness invading her tight pussy. She pushed back towards him, wanting more, all of him! Heated with passion they were both pulled into a frenzied, steamy state of abandon. The flashes of lightening shone against his tattooed, statuesque figure and lit his fiery green orbs as he fucked her mercilessly with savage sensuality, and she willingly took him inch by inch, the ecstatic pleasure outweighing the painful intrusion.
Hannah's cheek was pressed against the pillow and she could only squeak with unadulterated lust as he plowed into her, ramming his groin against her ass. Calaway heaved and grunted, gnashing his fangs, soon ready to taste her sweet flesh.
As he thrust he gazed over to Gretel, salivating as he watched her draped languidly, masturbating herself to his consummation of her sister. He laughed outrageously and returned his focus to his current lover, pummeling her without ease.
His enormous cock felt glorious inside of her as he humped her ass, gliding into her pussy, the tip of his organ flicking her clit to the point of her losing control. "Oh! O-ohhh! she moaned louder, starting to pump against him with a fury, desperate to feel his seed fill her and needing him to urgently release her.
"Ugh! Uh!" he groaned breathlessly, "You startin' to cum whore?"
"Ooh yes Master!"
"Yeah fuckin' right you are! Ugh! His pace quickened even further and she began to move her hips higher, taking him in longer and deeper strokes, her inner walls clamped down on him as he rammed into her hard, the magnificent sensation of his prick working into her butt and satisfying her sex overwhelming her.
As she convulsed again and again Calaway's own orgasm claimed him and triggered hers. Hannah screamed with a concoction of mild pain and immense pleasure as his body tightened behind hers and he buried himself deep. "Ahhh! Oh-ahhh!" His hands were bruisingly tight around her hips as he pumped his creamy cum deep inside her. Tight rhythmic convulsions clenched within her cunt and a high pitched wail left Hannah's lips as they rocked and rolled with the storm; the thunder crashing as she cum repeatedly to his unrelenting thrusting.
Suddenly Calway grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to him. Her tits jiggled with his pelvic pounding and her neck arched over his shoulder, "Oh fuck Master! Bite me! Bite me!" she pleaded.
He widened his jaw and as the last pitch of lightening from the storm struck against the window, Calaway feasted upon her flesh and claimed her sweet, virgin blood.
The night was drawing to an end but dawn had not yet broken as Hannah and Gretel's father searched through the forest. His guilt over abandoning his daughters had escalated beyond his wife's reasoning and once the storm had settled, had made his way out into the wood by lamplight.
The rain had washed away the path of pebbles left by Hannah and it gleamed easily enough for him to trace it so far and then make his own trail to search for their whereabouts.
However following him step for step was his wife, incensed with fury, "Why you old imbecile! Why do you not listen to your wife? We are better off without them! By now your search is fruitless, they will be dead of cold and hunger and we shall soon be following suit if we continue!"
"I cannot leave my daughters alone if the woods any longer! Even if their souls have taken flight I shall not allow their bodies to fester!"
Then just as that moment...
"Father! Father! Oh help us father!"
"Hannah? Gretel?" he shone his lamp into the distance as their faint, hollow voices called out to him.
"We're over here father!"
"My daughters! They are alive!"
As he ran towards their cries, his wife could not believe they had managed to survive the storm and promptly chased after her husband to confront them.
"Give me that you old fool!" she spat, pushing him to the ground and snatching the lantern for her.
His eyesight was poor in the dimness and could barely see his wife's figure as she scurried on ahead of him.
"I'll teach them!" She scowled to herself, "Think they are coming back home? Ha! I shall soon see to that!"
The clouds were rolling overhead, it was not far from dawn but yet the forest was still steeped into thick darkness as the flickering lantern lit the trees and cast shadows on the fallen leaves. The stepmother grew somewhat weary of the dank mist that was suddenly encompassing her and her pulse gained speed with each uncertain step she took.
"Fie! There is nothing to fear in this wood!" she reprimanded to herself, "Damn you insolent trolls! Come out this instant?!"
"Are you scared?!" Their ghostly voices chimed, seemingly echoing around the woodland.
Her features tinged with paleness, "Curse you haggard witches, playing tricks with me! Damn you pair! Where are you?"
"We're here!"
Their stepmother practically jumped out of her skin and spun around, waving the lantern in front of her!
"Well hello again mother!" Gretel smirked.
"Why, we couldn't be happier to see you!" Hannah riled.
The stepmother looked upon them with widened eyes and unaccountable apprehension. Both sisters couldn't have looked anymore ravishing than they did at that moment. To look into their eyes was to star gaze, their orbs twinkling like unearthly constellations. Their skin was almost transparent, their beauty almost visible from the inside. And their whole demeanor seemed at once unkempt and wild yet peaceful and fulfilled. They appeared not of this world.
"W-why you pair! What have you been up to? Where have you been? You should be dead! No longer to bother your father and I!"
Hannah and Gretel both grinned at each other, "Oh we won't be bothering you anymore mother!" said the younger sister.
"That's right," continued Hannah, "Just like you won't be bothering the land of the living!"
And with that, a deafening, blood-curdling scream filled the forest! Hannah and Gretel's father jumped with fright at the stricken cry, "Oh no! My daughters! My wife!"
He'd lost his way somewhat without the lamp but continued to scramble through the branches. On his shoulder he carried his tools for woodcutting and for safety, took out his axe as a weapon. As he ran toward the sound of the gory scream the light from the lantern could soon be seen glowing just ahead of him. He scampered toward it, realizing it lay on the floor.
"By good lord what has happened? Why does this lamp lie here?" And as he picked it up and shone it across the muddy grass it suddenly captured the body of his wife! Laying stone dead, her open eyes aghast with fright and her throat cut wide open!
"No!" her husband dropped to her side, "My poor wife! What beast could have done this?"
"Father! Oh father! Thank goodness you're here!" cried Hannah and Gretel as they suddenly appeared from the darkness, their hands stained with blood. "Oh father it was terrifying! A vampire did this to mother! He killed her outright and now he comes after us! He shall drink our blood if you don't kill him first! Oh please father!"
Their father was relieved to see his daughters alive but his eyes etched with bewilderment, "Why girls, you are feverish due to the storm and petrified due to the darkness. A wild beast will have surely killed you're poor step-mother, vampires are only myth my dear children... there are no such thing."
"You wanna say that to my face?!"
Their father gasped as from behind him, Calaway stood tall and foreboding amongst the trees. Eyes blazing with evil intentions, fangs eager to carry them out!
Hannah and Gretel screamed and both pushed their father towards the Master Vampire, "Oh no! It is him, he comes for us! Save us father!"
Their father trembled with unadulterated shock and fear, and with shaking hands lifted his axe and took a swing at the vampire.
"Hahaha!" Calaway derided as he effortlessly knocked the weapon clean from his hands to the ground. "I have no time for this old man, you know daylight and all?! So prepare your soul for the Lord because I'm going to send you to him!"
However just as Calaway lunged for his throat, the father quickly pulled two stakes of wood from his bag and formed them into a cross... thrusting it into Calaway's face!
"Arrrrggghhh!" Calaway hissed and shielded his eyes, "Nooooo!"
Hannah and Gretel gaped open mouthed and stared upon each other with disbelief! No, this could not be!
"There you demon! You shall not take my daughters and you shall no longer haunt these woods!"
Calaway scurried backward, "Arghhh!" The sign of the cross burning his eyes.
And just as the father cornered him against a tall oak tree, he took the sharpest stake of wood and with all his strength was just about to drive it through Calaway's heart, when suddenly...
'SLIIICCE!'
Hannah and Gretel cut off their father's head with his very own axe.
Calaway took his hands from his eyes and watched with surprised glee as the severed head plopped to the mud and his body dropped beside it.
"Well, well girls, I'm impressed! You don't know how proud you've made your Master!"
Both young women laughed, their smiles filled with sin as they ran up to Calaway and and wrapped their limbs around his body, nuzzling at his lips and neck and stroking his hair and face... for they were freed from their drudgery... they were his girls... they belonged to their Master!
Calaway raised his eyes to the sky; night was almost fading and light would soon sure come.
"Now, now my sweet ladies... we'll have plenty of time for more fun tonight! The sun is gonna rise and we need to sleep... are you comin' to bed with your Master?"
"Oh yes!" Hannah purred, nibbling his ear.
"Mmm... what ever you command!" Gretel affirmed, pecking his cheek.
Calaway smirked with rapturous satisfaction, "Heheh... yes! Come now my sweet ladies... My beautiful Creatures of the Night!"
And as he enveloped them into his arms a flash of light burst forth from their bodies... leaving three fluttering black bats flying back towards the mansion, and they all lived... happily ever after.
The End.
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