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Subject: {ASSM} The Initiation  (M,F+, fem-bi, vampire, gs) by sweetpet{I}
Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 23:10:03 -0400
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DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. If you are offended by sexually
explicit
material or are under the age of 18, stop reading now. This material
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The Initiation  (M,F+, les, vampire, golden showers)


The two women were surprised by what they found when they visited the
"social center" of Father Evan. It was primarily women, and services
were always in the evening. But Jemma and Maggie found it very
uplifting and supportive of their womanhood. After only six weeks,
they were invited to associate membership. After consulting with each
other and Maggie with her husband, they decided to join.

The ceremony took place at midnight, which was strange, and Nick was
not allowed to attend. When they entered the meeting room both women
were blindfolded and undressed and reclothed in simple black silk
shifts.

They were led somewhere they could not see, down steps and along
passageways they did not know existed in the mission building.

There was a twinge of worry in their minds but as they were given a
drink of liquid from a chalice they suddenly felt their worries and
inhibitions draining away. Somewhere they heard women chanting. They
were reclined on a broad chaise lounge, side by side and they could
hear Fr. Evan speaking in low tones. His words seemed garbled.

Suddenly he spoke clearly: Maggie, since you have shown yourself the
dominant personality in your relationship with Jemma, you will be
initiated first, and then you will aid in the initiation of Jemma.
This will bind the two of you together so you can be of greater
service to our great Brother-and-Sisterhood. Now do you willingly
surrender to Us, and do you willingly join Us? If so, invite Us in.

Maggie trembled and spoke as she had been instructed: I willingly
surrender; I willingly join, enter and possess me. She felt she could
not give any other answer, she felt almost drugged and hypnotized....

Suddenly she felt the cold point of a knife at her throat, and it
sliced down the black silk shift, cutting it open. She felt the cool
air of the room on her naked flesh and suddenly felt a great heat in
her pussy, felt herself growing wet.

Lips attached themselves to her breasts, a tongue slid into her navel,
another pair of mouths began licking at her swelling clit and her
moistening cunt hole. Maggie moaned.

Then she felt firm lips on her mouth and heard Father Evan whisper
Join Us and be One with Us, ever and eternal Servants of the Flesh.
She shuddered and felt herself beginning to orgasm as Father Evan
lowered his head and kissed her neck.

Then she felt his teeth pressing against her flesh and felt them
penetrate her and she felt her blood flowing out and a sudden surge of
erotic power flowing in. Maggie screamed as she came, bucking and
writhing. She felt the other mouths biting into her flesh as well and
she felt more blood flowing. Pain and pleasure filled her as she felt
something happening inside her, she felt herself drained of life
giving fluids...and she came again as she felt herself die...and once
again as she felt that power revivify her.

As her body finally finished shuddering she felt the blindfold removed
and she opened her eyes to see Father Evan standing over her, naked.
The women of the governing board also were there, also naked, hands
running over her body. Their mouths were stained with blood, which
Maggie knew was her own.

What have you done to me? she asked but Father Evan shook his head. 

Now you must help us initiate Jemma. And he leaned down and kissed
Maggie, running his tongue into her mouth. She felt his tongue move
over her teeth and she was suddenly aware that her canines had
grown....

Maggie felt her body coursing with new power, and with an unfamiliar
and erotic lust that made her feel incredibly hungry for her friend.
She looked down at Jemma laying there quietly, almost frozen, and
remembered how she felt as the potent liquid she had drunk from the
chalice immobilized her.

Father Evan stood above Jemma, his huge throbbing cock lying on her
forehead. This was different from what had been done to Maggie, and
Father Evan smiled at her. That was when she saw his teeth clearly for
the first time, the long jutting incisors of...a vampire.

That thought filled Maggie not with horror and revulsion but a sudden
soul-wrenching lust for him, for his cock, for his thick cum, and for
the flavor of his blood on her lips, blessing her with something she
knew she still lacked.

This initiation will be different from yours, Maggie, the
vampire-priest said. Jemma is naturally submissive and thus we shall
seal her slavery to you, her Mistress for all eternity. Kneel beside
her.

Maggie did so. The other women surrounded Jemma and ran their hands
over her body and the young woman began to moan and writhe under their
touch.

You are a slut, Jemma, Father Evan said sternly, and Jemma echoed him.

I am a slut...

You are a whore, Jemma, the priest said and began rubbing his cock on
her face. Jemma's mouth opened and her tongue slid out and began
lapping at the head of Father Evan's swollen prick.

I am a whore....

You are a slave to Us.

I am a slave to You.

You are a slave to The People even as you become one of The People.

I am a slave...

Jemma continued to lick his cock as Father Evan continued his erotic
litany. Maggie felt the overwhelming urge to bury her face against her
friend's neck and bite deeply and drink of the girl's blood, but the
priest's hand on her head kept her from doing so.  The women were
fingering Jemma's holes, and as Maggie watched the first pair of lips
closed around Jemma's nipples. They were instantly erect and Jemma
moaned loudly.

Do you give yourself to Us?

I do...

Do you submit yourself to your Mistress?

I do.....

Invite us into your soul.

Take me, possess me, use me, whore me, fuck me, enslave me... Jemma
was writhing as she chanted the words and Maggie was licking her lips,
salivating, wanting to drink, wanting to drain her slave
girl...wanting to feel Jemma die as her blood was taken, and then to
feel her born into the dark eroticism of undeath as her Mistress drank
and possessed her.

Father Evan removed his hand, and Maggie opened her mouth wide, her
newly grown fangs glistening in the candlelight as she buried her face
against Jemma's throat and bit, hard, sinking them into the girl's
tender flesh.  Blood spurted into Maggie's mouth and she swallowed
hungrily, feeling the power of Jemma's spirit enter her. After a few
minutes of ravenous feeding Father Evan pulled Maggie away and she
found herself crawling between Jemma's widespread legs.

While Maggie had been feeding on her slave girl, the black shift had
been cut away and Jemma lay naked, her throat bloody. The women were
in the process of piercing Jemma's nipples and Maggie moaned. Then she
looked down at Jemma's pussy and saw that her slave had been shaved
clean, and her lips were wet and swollen, and her clit standing erect.
Maggie knew what she had to do to consummate the enslavement and
undeath of her friend.

Maggie again opened her mouth wide and drove her fangs into the tender
flesh of Jemma's mound, on either side of her hard little clit. Once
again blood flowed and once again Maggie drank hungrily...but this
time she knew she would not stop. She felt Jemma's life force filling
her as she felt Jemma weakening...and beginning to cum. Over and over,
and Maggie began to move her tongue against Jemma's clit.

Now Father Evan pressed his lips to the pale throat of the slave girl
and Maggie knew he was bestowing the power of undeath to her. Maggie
slid her arms around Jemma and held her as she shuddered into the
embrace of death, sucking the last of the blood from her as she came
violently...and then feeling the surge of unholy power and lust
filling the pale body in her arms as undeath possessed the sweet
slave.

Suddenly Jemma screamed and began to piss, filling Maggie's mouth with
tangy fluid. Maggie laughed delightedly and swallowed, and sucked, and
licked as Jemma came again and again in her arms.

Then Father Evan was removing Jemma's blindfold and smiling down at
her as she gazed down at Maggie kneeling between her legs.

The new vampires looked in each other's eyes and felt the stirrings of
lust and love as they stared at the pearl white fangs that now
protruded slightly from their mouths.

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