Tales of The Cat

superpics4les · 19 years ago

I know what you may be thinking: Oh boy, here he goes again with another cat-woman story. Well, I'm crazy for 'em OK? What can I say? I've got some other stuff though, I just had to get these two out. It's a little dark, but I think you'll enjoy it.

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Tales of The Cat

PROLOGUE:

July, 1805 – The Kane Peanut Plantation, Macon, Georgia

The air was moist and hot that night, but cooler than the day’s sweltering temperature of 105 degrees. Elaine had just finished putting Mister Jim’s 2 small children to bed and was headed back to the modest shack she called home. Missy Jane bade her good night as she departed the main house and walked past the smaller house on the vast 100-acre plantation that was the home of Mister Jim’s eldest son, Stephen.

Stephen Kane was James Kane’s son from his first wife who died shortly after he was born. Mr. Kane mourned her for several years, before re-marrying in the last 5 years. Stephen was a spoiled sadistic young man who treated everyone shamefully, even his father. Thus, his father decided, after Stephen’s last disrespectful act of striking his stepmother, that instead of putting him out on his own, he had a house built for him on the plantation and he was forbidden from setting foot in the main house except for special occasions such as holidays and the like, and then only if he behaved himself.

Elaine hated walking past this house because Stephen would constantly try to get her to come inside to “help” him with one thing or another. Usually, Elaine would never refuse anything from anyone who needed help, but “help” wasn’t what Stephen really wanted. He wanted Elaine. She was a beautiful young woman in her early twenties, although because she couldn’t read or write very well, she didn’t really know how old she was. Elaine had flawless skin, just a shade lighter than a caramel color, but with a little more brown. Because of the copulation practices in the South at the time she was born, she didn’t know her father or even her mother very well, but she had been told that her mother was an half Indian, half Negro maiden, which accounted Elaine’s long, flowing coal black hair, and her father was a White man, which explained her beautiful green eyes.

Elaine was blessed with a shapely physique from years of daily exercise, working in Mister Jim’s fields. She had never been beaten, because she always obeyed what was told to her. The only mistreatment she ever received was from Stephen.

Once, when she was in her early teens, Stephen called her into the barn to help him with something. When she crossed the threshold, he clamped his hand over her mouth and said, “Now, don’t you struggle now, Elaine. You’s mighty pretty for a colored gal, and you belongs to my Daddy. All’s his is mine too.” “I wants me some a’ what you got under this here dress” he said hiking up her skirt, stroking her shapely thigh. But Elaine did struggle, most violently. She bit his hand and stomped on his instep. Stephen hollered in pain. With his grip released, Elaine tried to run, but he caught her by the hair and pulled hard enough to force her to the ground.

Elaine screamed for help, but none came due to the other slaves’ fear of what the sadistic young man would do in retaliation. Stephen straddled her and started to undo his trousers, when suddenly he was yanked backwards by a strong pair of arms. Stephen looked up into the face of the one person on the plantation who did not fear him, his father. Mister Jim furiously picked up his son off the ground by his collar and with one motion, backhanded him across the barn floor.

Jim Kane reached out his hand to Elaine to help her off the floor. She stood and embraced him, weeping. “Lainie Girl, you alright? He didn’t hurt you none, did he?” he said glaring at his son, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. “No Suh, Mister Jim. He didn’t get the chance, thanks to you”, she replied, looking into his caring eyes. “Don’t you worry none, Lainie. I’ll fix him good for this. I don’t cotton to this kind of behavior.” Jim said. “You go on home, now girl.” “But Suh, I ain’t finished my work for the day yet!” Elaine said puzzled. Jim Kane smiled and said “Don’t you worry about that now, you hear? Stephen’s gonna finish your work today, ain’tcha boy?” “Yes Paw, anything you say Paw!” said Stephen trembling. “Oh, thank y’all so much, Mister Jim!”

Elaine exclaimed, running from the barn. As she left, she caught sight of the look in Stephen’s eyes when she passed him. It was a look of such absolute hatred that it chilled her blood. From that time on Stephen set out to have Elaine anyway he could, but never bothered her when Mister Jim was somewhere around.

Elaine was in a hurry to get home because today was a happy day for her. She has fallen in love with a good man named Ben. After courting her for 3 months, he asked her to marry him and she eagerly accepted. They were both Christian believers, so there was no sexual contact between them while courting and even after the proposal. Today was their wedding day, but they were still slaves, so after the “jumpin’ the broom” ceremony, they both went back to work.

Mister Jim was away selling part of the harvest, so Missy Jane let them both stop work early. Unfortunately, since Elaine worked in the house with the children, and they would only sleep after Elaine sang to them, she was a little late getting home. As she passed Mister Steve’s house, she noticed that he wasn’t sitting in the window staring at her as she walked by. She thought it strange since that was his usual way of unnerving her, but paid it no mind and continued home. A wide smile came to her full soft lips as she considered the night of passion that both she and Ben had been anticipating since their engagement. She had teased him unmercifully by kissing him and holding him passionately and then stopping short and he promised to get her back on their wedding night. She looked at him after Ben had made the promise and whispered close enough to his ear for him to feel her lips and said the three words he longed to hear, “I can’t wait.”

As Elaine approached the cabin, she imagined Ben lying in the bed he had made with his own two hands, already unclothed and waiting for her. Elaine was blissfully unaware that she was being watched from the darkness by a pair of eyes that looked greedily upon her. Unbeknownst to them both, another pair of baleful green eyes watched as the scene unfolded before them, waiting patiently.

She could see through the cracks around the door that candles were lit all around the house. She quickened her pace. She burst through the door, but Ben was not in the bed. He was lying on the floor in an ever-widening pool of blood. She screamed and fell by his side. She turned him over but it was too late. Ben had been shot to death. Just then, a dark figure stepped through the doorway. It was Stephen Kane, holding his still smoking pistol. Elaine looked up at him, with tears in her eyes and rage in her heart and screamed, “WHY? WHY DID YOU KILL MY HUSBAND??? WHY CAIN’T YOU LEAVE ME IN PEACE???” “Because if I can’t have you” he said, “then no man will.”

Elaine lost it. She screamed like an animal and jumped on Stephen. In his surprise, he dropped the gun they both fell to the ground outside the house. Elaine used the only weapon she had, her fingernails, and tried to rip out his eyes, tear his face, do anything to hurt him. She knew it was wrong by the teachings of the church, but she couldn’t think then. She was overwhelmed by an uncontrollable rage. Elaine wanted revenge.

Unfortunately, Elaine’s strength was not enough to overpower Stephen Kane for very long. Stephen struck her in the jaw with his fist and sent her sprawling. He stood up and retrieved his gun. He stood over her, livid with rage over what she had done to his handsome face. “LOOK WHAT YOU DID! LOOK AT MY FACE!!” Stephen cried out. “Look what YOU did to my life!!” Elaine retorted. “Well, I’ll fix that right now! You won’t have to worry none about yore life no more! ‘Cause it’s OVER!!”

Stephen cocked the revolver. Elaine closed her eyes and waited for the sound of the exploding powder, the pain of the bullet and the end of her life. She welcomed it. Internally, she begged the forgiveness of God and asked that she be taken from this life into eternity.

But the sound she heard was not the one she had expected. What she heard was the sound of an animal. The sound of a loud roar and the screams of Stephen Kane. He was attacked by a shadowy figure that had leaped from the darkness and saved Elaine’s life. There was no moon that night, so she could only hear the sounds of ripping and tearing of cloth and flesh, the terrible growls and snarls of some kind of creature, and those blood-curdling screams from Stephen himself. Then, there was silence. What appeared to be a man strode toward her. Elaine backed away on her elbows and heels, toward the door of the cabin. He continued toward her and stepped into the light coming from the interior.

He was a sight to behold. Elaine thought to her self, “He’s beautiful!” He stood about six foot or more. He had no shirt but wore a cape of fur from some kind of animal she had never seen before. The cape was tied together by what looked like large cat paws, which were striped. The man himself looked like a cat. He too had stripes, which seemed to be a part of his skin as well as the peach-fuzz type fur that seemed to cover him from the tips of his pointed ears, to his sharp-clawed paw-like hands, to the end of his tail. He wore some kind of dark green skin-tight garment on his legs, which encased his feet as well. It seemed to be held in place with a golden belt with green stones embedded in it.

Then he spoke. “Are you alright, little one?” “Yeah, I think so.” Elaine replied. “Please, let me help you up.” he said softly. He extended a paw-like hand to her. She was taken aback by its appearance. The man laughed deeply and said, “Little one, if I had intended you harm, you would already be dead.” She took his hand and he lifted her up. “Forgive me for my use of language. It is seldom that I speak to mortals. I am Tygarr, Lord Sovereign of Myeldor and King of the Cat People.” he said with a curt bow. “Cat people? You ain’t been drinkin’ too much ‘shine, have you Mister?” Elaine asked meekly. Tygarr laughed. “No, I have not been drinking. Not alcohol anyway.” “Mister, you sure talk funny, but I sho’nuff thank you for saving my life. How can I repay y’all for your kindness?” asked Elaine. “By accepting the wonderful opportunity I am offering you tonight.” Tygarr replied.

“Opp-or-tunity? Whas’ that mean? Whatchu’ want with me?” she asked backing away from him. “I want you to be my Queen, Elaine. I want you to become an immortal cat woman and rule by my side, feeding on ones such as this fool I have killed to save you.” Tygarr answered. “Feeding? Like in eating? I can’t do that! I can’t kill people and eat ‘em! Thas’ murder!!” Elaine exclaimed. “Once you are transformed you won’t even think of them as people anymore. They’ll simply be food to you. As far as the eating part, we really only need the blood and heart of our prey, but a little flesh doesn’t hurt sometimes.” said Tygarr, matter-of-factly. “You is crazy! I gotta go tell Missy Jane whas’ happened!”

As she turned, to go out the door, Tygarr grasped her by both her shoulders and said softly, “Look into my eyes, my lovely Elaine. Look deeply, into my eyes.” She looked, and as she did she fell into Tygarr’s arms, enthralled by his psionic power. Tygarr took up Elaine in his powerful arms and, stepping over Ben’s lifeless corpse, carried her to the bed and gently laid her on it. Tygarr removed his tiger-skin cape with a flourish and laid it aside. He then straddled Elaine and purred softly in her ear, “Awaken, my Queen.”

Immediately, Elaine’s eyes popped open and a look of fear came over her face. “Please”, she pleaded, “don’t turn me into no cat! I don’t even like cats! They scare me!” “After tonight, my Queen, any cat will do whatever you will it to do and men will cringe in abject terror at your approach, which will make them all the easier for you to kill and devour.” said Tygarr. Tygarr bared his fangs and descended toward her throat. She screamed and fought him as hard as she could. “Elaine, look at me.” he purred. Elaine would not open her eyes again. Tygarr grinned. “Smart girl, by there are other ways to put you in my power again.” He said.

Tygarr gently exhaled into her face. A nearly invisible mist issued from him as he breathed and it invaded her nose and mouth. Elaine relaxed and opened her eyes. She felt strange, like being awake and still dreaming. There was another feeling too. She felt a desire to have him closer to her. Elaine’s hands slowly caressed Tygarr’s softly furred chest, up to his neck, and then encircled his neck in an embrace. She pulled him close and kissed him passionately.

That was all the impetus Tygarr needed. He sank his fangs into her neck puncturing the jugular vein. Elaine gasped and then relaxed. He began drinking from her. Elaine felt as if she was sinking into a quagmire, slowly being drawn deeper and deeper. Then all at once the descent stopped. Tygarr ceased his exsanguination and licked the wound closed, which healed almost instantaneously. He then sat back to admire Elaine’s beauty. He decided to give her his blood after only draining half of hers so that he could have her sexually. A transfusion of his blood now would partially transform her and allow her body to be able to withstand the rigor of the cat-man’s passion.

Tygarr opened a small wound in his wrist with a claw. He let the blood drip onto Elaine’s ample lips. She instinctively licked it off and surprising to herself, savored the taste of it. She wanted more. She opened her eyes and saw the wound in Tygarr’s wrist she grabbed it hungrily and began sucking hard, taking in mouthfuls of his life fluid. Tygarr was shocked to see her do this so willingly after her earlier squeamishness. He then saw that she was taking more than necessary. Far more than the transformation required. He started to feel weak. He hadn’t been paying attention to how much Elaine had taken from him. He actually feared she would kill him. He violently pulled her from his arm and fell on the floor of the cabin. He stood up to see if Elaine was all right and saw an unexpected sight.

Elaine had already finished the transformation but with different results than Tygarr had anticipated. She had really no fur to speak of except a furry black tail and her ears, pointed above her head, also had some black fur. The rest of her shapely body was un-furred but changed somewhat. Her musculature was much denser. She felt strong enough to lift a whole bale of hay with one hand. Her breasts were a little larger and her hips were rounder, but she had the same trim waist she always had. Her hands were like Tygarr’s, a bit smaller, more proportioned, but still paw-like, tipped with razor sharp black claws. Her beautiful green eyes seemed to glow in the feeble light of the cabin’s many lit candles

“Is this what you wanted Tygarr? Am I all you dreamed I would be?” Elaine asked. “All that and more.” He replied, nearly drooling on himself. “I’m glad you’re satisfied, because I have a surprise for you.” Elaine said smiling. “Really, what is it?” Tygarr asked. “Well, while you were draining my life blood from me, I had a…visitation. From an angel in fact, named Kamroel. He told me that I was being chosen for a specific task. That I was to use my immortality and my cat powers to destroy great evil and feed only upon those that refuse to change their wicked ways.” “But, you are my Queen! Your place is with me!” Tygarr thundered. “You’re right about one thing, Tygarr.” Elaine said softly padding toward him, “Part of my destiny lies with you.”

Elaine ripped off her clothing and stood before the King of the Cat People, her arms open, her body beckoning to him. He embraced her and passionately kissed her. He then lifted her by the waist and she wrapped her sleekly muscled legs around him. They kissed again, both purred and fell down on the bed.

“You know, I’ve never purred before or had sex. I'm sorry to miss both of these, but I have to make my first kill now.” Elaine said softly. “Oh, who are we going to kill?” Tygarr inquired. “Not we, me.” She replied. “All right then, who are you going to kill first?” said Tygarr correcting himself. “I need all the power of the cat I can get in one feeding and that could only come from one person.” She said kissing his neck. “Who is that?” he asked suspiciously. “You, my King” Elaine answered.

Elaine tightened her legs and held his arms down with all her newfound strength. “MROWRR!” she growled. Without another word she sank her fangs into Tygarr’s throat and tore his carotid artery. The blood squirted into her mouth as fast as she could swallow it. Tygarr roared in protest but was pinned by Elaine’s python-like grip pinning his arms and legs and his weakened condition due to blood loss.

After draining him, she kissed him gently on the lips and said, “I’m truly sorry, Tygarr. You saved my life, but I can smell evil now and your stench was more than I could bear. Goodbye, my King. I will never forget you.” Elaine turned to walk out of the cabin and into the night but stopped and looked down at Ben’s body. She fell to her knees and wept over him for at least 2 minutes. Then she detected the odor of evil on the wind. It couldn’t have been Tygarr, he was dead. Then she caught a scent she recognized. Elaine kissed Ben’s dead lips, closed his eyes and said, “Ben, sweetheart, you will be avenged yet, this very night.” She stood up from his corpse and walked out into the darkness.

Elaine’s cat-like eyes could see perfectly where the scent was coming from. It was Stephen Kane. Apparently, Tygarr hadn’t killed him, but merely mauled him into unconsciousness. He meant for him to be Elaine’s first kill. “Thank you, Tygarr, where ever you are.” Elaine said. He couldn’t stand, but he was crawling down the side of the dirt path that led to his house. Elaine ran to him and pounced on him. “RREOWRR!!” She clawed him mercilessly for a little less than a minute, but stopped just short of killing him. Elaine turned him over and saw the shock on his face when he could see it was she who was attacking him and not Tygarr.

“I thought you’d like to see me this way, Stephen. Naked, standing right in front of you.” she taunted as she straddled him. “Stephen, you murdered my husband, tried to kill me, and ruined my one chance at happiness because of your evil. There is no earthly reason why I should forgive you, but I do. Unfortunately, your evil can’t be allowed to continue, to spread like the plague it is. Now, for the greater good, you must die.” His eyes widened with fear. With a feline hiss, she lowered her face to his neck and tore his throat with her sharp fangs. After he was drained, Elaine ripped out his heart and feasted on it, consuming every last bit. She licked her hands and claws clean and cleaned her face, then picked up Stephen’s body and took it to the cabin.

Elaine tossed Stephen’s body on the floor of the cabin like an old shoe. She then went to Tygarr and cut off his tail and ears. She then pulled off his leggings, dressed Tygarr in her nightshirt and set him back on the bed. Elaine retrieved Stephen’s gun and shot Tygarr to make it look as if he died that way, rather than by exsanguination.

Elaine concentrated on her human appearance and her efforts bore fruit. She was able to reverse her cat-like appearance at will and look as normal as anyone else. Her senses and strength still remained in tact. She then dressed herself and packed what little she had in a bag.

Elaine spread lantern oil on the floor of the cabin and as a last thought shoved a knife in Stephen’s chest. She made sure there was enough oil on Tygarr and Stephen to completely consume them. Anyone who found them would think that Stephen had shot one member of the happy couple because of jealousy, the other stabbed him and he shot them dead before expiring himself, knocking the lamp over and starting the fire in the process. Elaine tossed a candle in the cabin to start the blaze and walked away into the night. She looked behind her only once and shed two tears. One for her murdered husband, Ben, and one for King Tygarr, the one who gave her power of the cat and immortality.

She also took the time to notice that she no longer spoke, thought or walked like a slave. She vowed at that moment that she would be no one’s slave any longer. She decided to go cross-country to the swamp area near Florida and live there until such time as slavery would be abolished. Elaine knew it would take a long time, but she could wait. There were plenty of evil people to feed upon in that area: escaped convicts, highwaymen, killers avoiding justice and the like. After all, she had all the time in the world, and the patience of The Cat.

superpics4les · 19 years ago

Here's the next installment.

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Tales of The Cat – Hope Springs Eternal

A marsh near the Georgia side of The Okeefenokee Swamp, June 1905

Elaine spent the next 100 years in the Georgia area of the Okeefenokee Swamp, near the Florida border. She built a small house in the middle of what could only be described as an “island” in the center of the largest area of quicksand she could find. With her cat-like reflexes and senses, she had no trouble blazing a trail through the quicksands and other dangers of the swamps that she alone could follow. Over the years, the local residents of the towns in the distance had created a legend around her, or more specifically her feeding habits. Any ne’er-do-well, miscreant, or just plain no good person who dared venture near her hunting ground, during the cycle of the new moon, would be found clawed and exsanguinated sometime later.

The legend of The Cat even became a local test of whether a man was good or evil. The people of the nearby towns would sometimes leave a man accused of a heinous crime tied to a certain tree during the cycle of the new moon. The Cat would come to detect the scent of evil. If it was detected, The Cat would kill him and leave his clawed and drained body there under the tree. If not, she would hypnotize him, as Tygarr did to her, and make him forget her face but not her visit. Good was such a turn on to her that she would leave him tied, but tease him with passionate kisses until he passed out.

Elaine would sometimes slink into the local towns unseen and acquire books of all types from stores and private individuals, leaving more than enough payment for them in a conspicuous place. Because The Cat preyed upon those that were evil, they would often be laden with loot when she found them. If those that had been stolen from could be located somewhere near, she would return the stolen property to the rightful owners. If not, she would keep it and use it as she needed to.

She had also learned to read, write, do mathematics and with her prodigious strength, also learned to build what she needed. The Cat wasn’t really sure where these mental abilities came from, but she suspected that the absorption of Tygarr’s power also enhanced her cognitive skills.

Also during this time, Elaine had another visit from the angel Kamroel. He brought her Tygarr’s golden belt that she thought had been destroyed in the fire that she set to cover the events of her “rebirth” as The Cat. Kamroel explained that when Elaine drained Tygarr of his life’s blood, she also drained not only his power, but also his intellect and all the knowledge and wisdom of the kings of the Cat People that had come before him. Kamroel explained that this knowledge and wisdom would serve her well but needed to be accessed by wearing Tygarr’s golden belt.

Elaine did as Kamroel instructed her and the belt changed its form immediately upon contact with her skin. The belt was still gold, but formed itself into a circlet pattern that seemed to have no beginning and no end. Each circlet had a green jewel in its center that would glow when touched. There were also no visible breaks in the golden belt, so Elaine didn’t know at first if it could be removed with out sliding it up or down.

Elaine watched a glow she had never seen move down her shapely body. A black mask formed on her face from the top of her head to the bridge of her nose, and around her mouth to her neck. The mask had openings for her lovely green eyes, her nose and the beautiful sensuous lips that Ben and Tygarr both had come to adore.

The black strapless bikini-type top and loincloth she wore in her cat-form were also reshaped as if by magic. The black cloth, a linen sheet she had dyed black, was transformed into an opaque but shiny material that was so tight and smooth it made Elaine feel a sensation of pleasure as it formed around her. The re-weaving continued back and front until the finished garment met between her gorgeous legs. She noticed a small area of sheer fabric went from her neck, where a gold choker had formed, to the bottom of the neckline of the garment, which stopped just between her ample breasts.

The final feat of the golden belt was to weave a material that Elaine had never seen before, and yet it seemed somehow familiar. There was a sensuous feeling moving down her legs as the device created a sheer, shiny fabric that seemed so thin she thought it would tear if she touched it. When the weaving got to her feet, she almost lost her mind with laughter. Apparently, Elaine never knew she was so ticklish.

When the belt had completed its work, Elaine sat down on the bed. She looked at her body in this new garment and began to run her hands over it. “Mmmeowww,” she purred, “this stuff is fabulous!” She looked at her legs and stroked them clear down to her feet. She admired the sheen of it, the cat-like sleekness, and especially the way it felt when she spread her lovely toes. “Kamroel, what is this on my body? What is it called?” Elaine asked. “Search your mind, the knowledge is already there. Focus your thoughts.” Kamroel answered.

Almost as if in answer to an unspoken request, jewels in the golden belt glowed. The information she sought instantly invaded her mind. “It’s like…nylon, but it’s stronger. I can’t even tear it with my claws!” she said raking her leg with them. “Look, Kamroel! I couldn’t cut myself, if I tried!” Elaine exclaimed. Elaine was as giddy as a child with a new toy at Christmas. She began attempting all types of acrobatics, turning flips and somersaults, climbing up in the rafters of her small house and doing feats with her body with a grace that would have shamed the best of Olympic gymnasts.

When she finally came to rest on the bed, her beautiful smile faded. She was confused. Elaine wept and her tears fell like rain. Kamroel came to her and put his massive arm around her shoulder in an attempt to console her. “What’s wrong, little one? Why do you weep?’’ He inquired. She asked, “Why me? Why would God choose me to do this? How can he allow me to kill and devour the hearts of living, breathing human beings?” She laid her head against his huge chest. He kissed her gently on her masked forehead.

“To be honest, I really don’t know why He chose you,” Kamroel answered, “but I can tell you this, He allows you to exist this way to be part of His vengeance on the Enemy. To destroy the evil, so that the good may live in peace.” “But I can’t kill every evil person on the planet!” Elaine protested, “I’m not omnipresent! How will all the good people on the Earth live in peace from what I do?” Kamroel smiled and said, “All of them won’t, but some, a great many will. Because they will know that The Cat is somewhere near, and no evil will prosper near the claws of The Cat!” “Oh, brother! You can’t be serious!” Elaine remarked. Kamroel laughed heartily. “Well, maybe not entirely, but it did stop your crying, didn’t it?” he said with a big smile. Now it was Elaine’s turn to laugh.

Kamroel’s tone turned serious. “Elaine” he began, “it’s time for you to begin serving the good in a larger place. You must go to a city.” “Which one?” she asked. “Your final destination will be a city called Detroit in the state of Michigan. But that will not be for some time. You need to practice living amongst the good and the evil. It’s not as easy as you might think.” “Where do I start first?” asked Elaine. “Try some of the smaller towns around here.” Kamroel replied. “A word of caution,” he continued, ”While slavery has been abolished legally, there are still those who will try to treat you as if you were a slave.” “Those are the ones I kill, right?” The Cat asked, baring her claws.

“No, not all.” Kamroel answered, “Some of them are simply misguided. They should be given the chance to change.” “Then, how will I know who is to live and who my next dinner guest is?” Elaine asked half-jokingly. “There is a great difference between sin and evil.” Kamroel said, “All men sin, but not all are evil. You will learn the difference between the odor of sin and the stench of evil soon enough.”

“Kamroel, how can I go into town dressed like this? They’ll try to hang me for sure.” Said The Cat. The huge angel smiled and replied, “Touch the belt and think of yourself dressed normally, and watch what happens.” The Cat touched the golden belt and thought of herself in a common ordinary dress. The jewels in the belt glowed once again and there was a flash of light. The sleek black garments of The Cat were gone, as were the ears and tail, replaced with the dress Elaine had envisioned.

“I can see this is going to come in handy!” Elaine said smiling. “Yes, it will, indeed.” answered Kamroel, “but now its time to go.” “Right now?” she asked. “Yes. You should go immediately.” The angel said. “Will I see you again? I mean, it t won’t be another 100 years before you’ll appear again, will it?” Elaine asked. “Of course not, little one, I’m your guiding angel. I will always be near you. Just call.” Kamroel replied, giving her another kiss on the forehead. “It’s good to have a friend again. It’s been a long time.” Kamroel smiled and began to fade away saying, “Fear not, my little kitten, you will have another chance at happiness one day, and this time no one will steal it from you. That I promise. It is God’s will.”

Elaine teared up again, but this time with joy. Kamroel had given her a thought that would sustain her through the tough road that was ahead of her. He gave her something to live her immortal life for. Hope.

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Hey readers:

I suddenly realized that I hadn't posted a pic of Elaine in 1905 or any pics of Kamroel, Elaine's angel. Here they are. The next installment is forthcoming. Please let me know if you're enjoying the story so far. Thanks!

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

Excellent story so far! Definitely looking forward to the next installment. Every hero needs a villain, though. Any plans yet? Keep up the good work.

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Don't worry, The Cat's protagonists will show up soon enough. Thanks for the input and encouragement! In fact, I'll let you readers choose the first villainess she'll come up against. Choose from the 3 attached to this message and I'll write her in!

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

I vote for the Baroness. Looks like she'll be an EXCELLENT villain!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

I only have one vote so far. I'll keep this open until midnight Sunday, or Monday morning technically. If there are no more votes, I'll take Doubleb's recommendation. 8-[

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Well, I guess Doubleb gets the nod! The first major villain The Cat will face is The Baroness. The next update is coming soon! Don't miss it!

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

I'm eagerly anticipating the next chapter. Does the Baroness have the same hypnotic powers as Dracula? A battle for mind control would be fascinating. More will be revealed.....

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Well, I want to say yes, but given that curvaceous bod of hers, I think The Baroness may have a little edge on Ol' Drac. Especially since rumor has it that she may have had a hand in his most recent demise. The Orb of the Blood of Dracula does increase her vampiric mind control and gives her power and authority over all other vampires. The Cat does have her own mesmerizing powers, however, with those gorgeous glowing green eyes. We shall see whose mind is the strongest! :mrgreen:

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here is the next installment. I hope eveyone will enjoy it. Thanks to Cthulhu and Doubleb66 for their input! Here goes!

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of the Vampire Queen – Part 1

Detroit, Michigan – April 2005

It had been a long hundred years since The Cat received the belt of Tygarr from the angel Kamroel. A long training period and plenty of adjustments to make in her immortal life. At first she had difficulty fitting into the scene of a city. She had no trouble at being The Cat; her main problem was being Elaine.

Elaine had never lived in a city before, so the daily interactions, the difficulty in beginning and maintaining relationships with her neighbors, and the constant judgments made by those on the periphery of her life were, at the least, distracting. Over the last 100 years, however, Elaine had honed the practice of manipulation of circumstances to a fine art. She had chosen a full name for herself, earned 2 academic degrees, gotten 1 full-time job at The Detroit Free Press as a historian and researcher and 1 part-time job teaching Black History at Wayne County Community College. Thus, Elaine Patrice Spivey had legitimized herself completely.

The Cat had also grown in power and wisdom as more of the memories of Tygarr were revealed in her times of meditation. Tygarr had actually come from another world. Apparently, Tygarr’s scientists were experimenting with phased quantum singularities in an effort to achieve more power and possibly conquer their close humanoid neighbors and find a new feeding source. Something went terribly wrong during the last experiment, however, and Tygarr was thrown through a rip in the time-space continuum and found himself on Earth in the 19th century. Unable to return home, he decided to transform Earth females into immortal cat-women to become his brides and father new race of Cat People on Earth. His aim was to conquer the planet and raise humans as livestock to feed his people, but God put a stop to that plan through Elaine.

The Cat’s mental energies were staggering. She could not only mesmerize a person by simple concentration, she could actually reshape or wipe memories out completely. Her hypnotic powers were only the tip of the iceberg. She had precognitive powers as well, as it pertained to evil in the city of Detroit. She could sense when evil would enter or leave the city, scent it out, stalk and, if necessary, kill the one who had brought it. Her legend had grown, although almost no one who ever saw her had lived through the experience. Those who had lived, either because they had changed their ways or because they were innocent, had their memories wiped or adjusted by The Cat. The adjustment would leave the person unable to remember The Cat’s face, voice or figure, but remember her presence and chiefly her words.

This particular evening her scent powers had caused to track a thoroughly reprehensible man by the name of Ernest Trask. “Evil" Ernie, as he was known on the street, was beginning to make a name for himself by committing armed robbery, assaulting anyone who pissed him off, even police officers, and even murdering a woman for not granting him sexual favors.

Ernie wasn’t difficult for The Cat to track. Trask's evil literally stank in her nostrils so badly, she almost became violently ill. She watched him from the rooftops of the east side of Detroit, as he walked around the neighborhood bragging about the life of the woman, a single mother of 2, that he had taken. Trask had beaten her to death with his own two hands. He was a very large man, about 6’4” and 250 pounds. He was massively built from the 6 years he spent playing football at Mumford High School. The coach finally kicked him off the team for being too violent. Although no one could prove it, rumor had it that Ernie had something to do with the coach’s subsequent disappearance.

The Cat watched him and swore to make an example of him that no one would ever forget. There were those that warned him about this mysterious cat-lady who killed men, and a few women, that were evil like him. He simply shrugged it off saying, ”Man, if I ever see dis cat-chick, I’ll beat her butt down, do her, an’ when I get thu havin’ my way, den I’ll kill her!” The Cat was in earshot when he said it. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and glowed brightly. Tonight was “Evil” Ernie’s last night to live.

Ernest Trask lived in a roach infested tenement building just off the corner of Brush Street and Milwaukee Avenue. He had driven everybody else out and claimed the building for himself. No one, not even the police would bother him. At around 11:00 p.m., there came a sound at his door, like scratching. It stopped, and then it started again, this time harder. Ernie got up from his bed wearing a holey t-shirt and stained boxer shorts, brandishing a tire iron. “Whoeva you is, you betta be gone by da time I get to dat door, othawise, you dead!” said Ernie. He grabbed the handle and flung open the door, but there was no one there. Ernie looked down the small, dark trash filled hallway in both directions, no one but a rat. He scratched his head in confusion and closed the door.

Just then, a sexy female voice from behind him said, “Hello there, tall, dark and gruesome!” Ernie whirled around ready to use the tire iron and was stopped dead in his tracks by the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He stood there absolutely speechless. The Cat asked, “Aw, what’s the matter, big boy? Cat got your tongue? Meow.” The light coming through the filthy windows barely illuminated the living room, but Ernie could still see the sleek, curvaceous form of The Cat, her tail twitching from side to side. “Hey, you dat cat-chick!” Ernie observed. “I guess I can’t fool you!” The Cat said sarcastically, “Tell me, stud muffin, what gave it away? Was it the ears? Or maybe it was the tail, or maybe it was the…CLAWS! MRROWRR!” The Cat slashed at Ernie’s chest and cut deep, down to the sternum. “AAARGHH” Ernie screamed, as he fell backward over his coffee table and onto the floor. The Cat slinked over to where Ernie was, walking on her shiny hose clad toes. She said, “Does it hurt, baby? Here, let me give you a hand, or should I say a TAIL!”

The Cat’s furry appendage wrapped around Trask’s thick neck and squeezed hard causing him to strangle slightly. Using her powerful tail, The Cat lifted the 250-pound former fullback off the floor, and brought him close to her face. She looked into his eyes, her own gorgeous green eyes glowing with the anticipation of the kill. “You know Ernie, I need to ask you something.” The Cat said, “ If you were given a choice of death or changing your evil ways, what would you say?” “URRKK!” said Ernie. “What’s that? I can’t understand you! Speak up!” replied The Cat. “GURKK, HACKKK!” said Ernie, trying to form words.

“Oh, silly kitty that I am! I must be strangling you!” The Cat mocked, “I’ll loosen my tail a little. How’s that, better?” “Yeah” said Ernie, gasping, “I said, SCREW YOU!” The Cat smiled and said, “You know, that’s what I thought you’d said, but I have to be sure that I’ve given you every opportunity to mend your ways. I’ll ask 2 more times and then I’ll…” The Cat snapped her teeth together, baring her fangs. The Cat re-tightened her tail on Ernie’s neck, raised him further into the air and carried him behind her as she walked out the door.

The Cat took Ernie to the roof of the building, 2 stories up. She released her tail and dropped him on his big butt. The Cat said to Ernie, “So, Ernie, I hear you’re going to beat me down, have your way with me and then kill me. Do I have that right?” “Yeah, das right!” Ernie shot back, “An’ I’m gonna do it, too!” “Well, big boy” said The Cat, sliding her paw-like hands up from her sleek thighs, between her legs and up her shiny leotard covered body, “Come get some!” Ernie ran at The Cat, his arms extended straight out in front of him like the Frankenstein Monster. As he reached her, The Cat jumped straight up over his head, from a standing position, and slammed a shimmering hose covered heel in the back of his head.

“Evil” Ernie Trask was headed over the edge of the roof, when suddenly, The Cat’s tail once again wrapped around his neck, pulling him back. The Cat released him from her tail, grabbed him, raised him over her head and slammed him into the roof. “ MRREOWR!!” The Cat pounced upon Trask and landed a few claw strikes to his face and torso. She stopped her attack and sat back, licking the blood from her claws and said, “You know, for a tasteless fellow, you really are quite delicious!” Ernie pried loose his hands from under The Cat’s sleek, shimmering legs, and grabbed her by the throat. Ernie squeezed as hard as he could, but it caused her no discomfort.

The Cat grabbed both of his wrists with her clawed paw-like hands. “Second chance, Ernie” she said, “ You sure you don’t want to mend your ways?” “GO SCREW YOURSELF!!” Ernie shouted. “Oh, good! You want me more, you sweet boy! Well, more is what you’ll get!” The Cat replied. The Cat snapped both of Ernie’s wrists in one quick motion. Ernie let out a high-pitched scream that could be heard for blocks. Some of the lights in the neighborhood houses started to go on. “Shhhh! You’re waking the neighborhood!” The Cat said. She moved off Ernie’s abdomen and flipped him over.

“MMRRAWRARR!!” The Cat raked her claws down Ernie’s back from his shoulders to his butt. She repeated this motion several times as Ernie continued to cry out in agony. The Cat flipped him over again and looked deep into his eyes. She placed the claws of her right hand directly under his groin area and moved inward so he could feel them. “Last chance, Ernie,” she said, softly in his ear, “Wanna be a good boy or die?”

Ernie turned his head toward her and spat in her face. She tightened her grip on his family jewels and said, “Is that your final answer?” Ernie, unable to speak through the pain in his groin, spat again. “Oh, Ernie sweetheart, I want you now more than ever!” The Cat said mockingly, and sank her claws deeply into his groin. Ernie’s high-pitched scream rang out again. “Well, Ernie, you sure know how to show a girl a good time! I’ve had such a purrrfect time, but I’ve got to go. But, you know I really hate to leave you like this. Why don’t you join me for a BITE!! MMROWRRRR!” Ernie screamed one last time as The Cat’s fangs ripped into his jugular.

After she finished her feeding, The Cat ripped out Ernie’s heart and feasted on it, but continued ripping him until he was completely opened. She then hung him over the side of the building by his own entrails. The Cat stopped to write a note in Ernie’s blood on a piece of paper and stuck it in his mouth. The note read, “No evil will prosper near the claws of The Cat!” “Corny, but effective!” said The Cat, as she leapt from the roof.

*******

Quite a distance from the grisly scene of “Evil” Ernie’s comeuppance, one of the Detroit Metro area’s leading citizens was arriving home from a different kind of hunting, or being hunted. Konrad DeLaine was one of the wealthiest men in America after having destroyed most of his competitors with methods that weren’t illegal but may have been considered somewhat immoral. DeLaine was being chauffeured home from another boring party, where certain of his business acquaintances were trying to set him up with another of their handpicked romances.

DeLaine was growing tired of these “dating games” as he called them. After being featured as one of Detroit’s “Most Eligible Bachelors” in Detroit Weekly, he had been invited to every singles meet and greet and “meat market” in town. His friends, if he really had any, he didn’t know, meant well, but he was looking for that “special someone”. A cross between Leona Helmsley and Catherine Zeta-Jones, would have been perfect for him. So far, no one he had ever met measured up to his high standards. So far.

DeLaine bade his chauffeur, Simon, “Good Night” and went upstairs to the Master Suite atop the 4-story, 12,000 square foot masterpiece in Grosse Pointe, he called home. As he climbed off the elevator and laid his overcoat on the love seat in the sitting area, he felt uneasy. He felt as if someone was watching him, but he shrugged it off. Louis, his English gentleman’s gentleman had gone on his infrequent vacation, so DeLaine was left alone in the mansion except for Simon, his chauffeur, who slept in the cottage next to the 6-car garage.

After changing into his favorite burgundy smoking jacket, he decided to step out on the veranda for a bit of air. The view from the veranda was marvelous. The Detroit skyline was beautiful, and all he could think about was someday owning it all.

DeLaine turned around and re-entered the large Master Suite, but left the French doors to the veranda open. He walked over to the bed took off his smoking jacket and, clad in his burgundy silk pajamas, climbed into bed, turned out the lights, and went to sleep. Not long after DeLaine had dropped off to sleep, the reason for his uneasiness stepped from the shadows. Two lovely young ladies approached DeLaine silently on sleek, shiny, pantyhose clad feet. They each took a position on one of both sides of his bed. They both smiled and revealed their true nature. They were vampires.

The vampire girl to his left was a dark haired beauty. She wore a red domino mask, which matched the ensemble in which she was clad. Her skin was flawless and pale, and her luscious lips were colored by glossy black lipstick. A high neck sheer red bodystocking like top adorned her shapely torso along with a red PVC thong leotard that laced in the front. She wore a red velvet belt that held on a rectangular red velvet loincloth with a black border. Her slender legs were covered with sheer red shiny pantyhose, with no footwear. Her sister on the right side wore the same outfit only in reverse. Her hair was red, the mask & outfit was black, her lips moist, red and glossy, her loincloth black with a red border, and her pale, slender legs covered by sleek, shimmering black pantyhose.

The two girls conversed by telepathy, deciding how best to proceed with their task. “He looks so delicious, just lying there. Surely, the Mistress wouldn’t deny us a little sip, would she?” asked Anya, the dark-haired one. “You know better than that, sister! When the Mistress says ‘Don’t Touch’, she means no sipping, drinking, nipping or anything like that!” answered Tanya, the red-haired one, “Although, he is a handsome one and he does look soooo absolutely scrumptious! It’s like his throat is calling to us! But, we mustn’t! We have our task to perform!” “You’re right, Tanya. Let’s get to it!” replied Anya.

The vampire femme fatales spoke in unison, “Mister DeLaine.” DeLaine’s eyes fluttered open as he sat up and looked at the girls. “I must be dreaming!” he said grinning. “No, you’re not. We are quite real.” They both said, “Our Mistress sent us to fetch you. She wishes to see you, NOW!” “Your “mistress” can make an appointment with me like everyone else!” said DeLaine, realizing this wasn’t a dream or a joke, “Now, please leave before I call the police!” “The police can’t stop us, neither can you!” the girls said, “Come with us now, or we’ll be forced to insist!”

The girls raised their hands to seize him, their 2-inch claw-like nails reaching out for him. DeLaine quickly rolled forward, leapt from the bed and ran to the door. He opened it and they were already standing in the hallway! He turned and ran to the other door leading to the back stairway. He opened it and there they both stood fangs bared, hissing at him! They appeared behind him as he turned and said, “As much fun as it is having you try, you can’t escape us. Now, come. The Mistress does not like to be kept waiting!”

“All right, you win, I’ll go.” DeLaine conceded, “Do I have time to change? Wouldn’t your Mistress prefer that I be dressed more appropriately?” The girls smiled showing their fangs once again and said, “Yes, she would be pleased that you took the trouble to do so. But, please hurry.” DeLaine dressed quickly, but also was able to conceal his pistol in his back. DeLaine came out of his dressing room and said, “Am I more acceptable now?” The vampire girls nodded, licking their lips simultaneously. “Come.” They said.

The young women kept staring at DeLaine’s throat as they walked to the veranda. Nervously, DeLaine asked, “You are both vampires, right?” “Yes.” the girls said calmly. “You’re not going to bite me, are you?” he asked. They both laughed and said, “No, if we were going to do that, you would have been drained before you left your bed! But if the Mistress permits, we may get to taste you. Would you like that?” “Sure, what the heck! If I gotta be bitten by vampires, I might as well get 2 cute ones, right?” DeLaine answered. The deadly young women grinned from ear to ear, grasped DeLaine, one under each arm and flew off the veranda into the night to deliver their charge to their Mistress, who was eagerly awaiting their arrival.

TO BE CONTINUED…

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's the latest installment, enjoy!

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 2

The Cat arrived at her home on the Northwest side of Detroit around midnight. She changed from her Cat persona to her normal human appearance as Elaine Spivey, as she entered her bedroom window. Elaine removed her power belt and decided to get cleaned up before getting 6 hours sleep, having to awaken again at six a.m. to be at work on time at eight a.m. As she emerged from the shower, she felt a presence in the house. She sniffed the air and her nostrils filled with the perfume of goodness. Elaine knew instantly who it was. She wrapped her towel tightly around her and ran into the bedroom.

“Kam!” Elaine shouted. The angel laughed as Elaine threw her arms around his neck. “I’m glad to see you too, kitten!” said Kamroel. “How long has it been?” asked Elaine. “About a year, I think, give or take.” He answered. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” asked Elaine, adjusting her towel. “Elaine, Do you remember when I told you that you would have another chance at happiness?” asked Kamroel. “Are you kidding? Of, course I remember! It’s the only thing that’s been keeping me from going insane for the last 100 years!” Elaine replied. “Have you seen your new mayor?” asked the angel. “The mayor? No, I haven’t had much time for politics or TV watching. Why?” said Elaine. “Turn your TV on to channel 7.” Kam said, with a smile. Elaine smiled and said, “You’re up to something I can tell! What is it?” “Just turn on the TV now or you’ll miss it!” Kam answered. Elaine quickly grabbed her remote and tuned to channel 7.

The sight that met her eyes gave her pause. Elaine fell to her knees and burst into tears. There on her TV screen was the mayor of Detroit, Andrew James Nelson. Elaine wouldn’t have known his name, but for the caption at the bottom of the screen, but she knew exactly who he looked like! “OH MY GOD, IT’S BEN! IT’S MY BEN!!” she shouted. Elaine stood shakily to her feet, dropped the remote and walked closer to the 42” screen. “How can this be? He’s been dead for 200 years!” said Elaine, caressing the outline of his image on the screen, “How is this possible, Kam?” “Sit down, I’ll explain.” said Kamroel, taking her hand and leading her to the edge of the bed.

As Elaine listened closely, Kamroel explained that Andrew James Nelson was Ben’s great-great-great grandson. Before Ben and Elaine met for the first time, Ben had lived on another plantation in Alabama that had fallen on hard times. His owner sold he and his wife separately, and he knew he would never see her again, which was the reason why Ben never mentioned her again. It was just too painful. Neither Ben nor his wife knew that on their last night together, she had conceived. Ben’s wife never knew where he had been sent, so the boy was raised by another good man whose last name was Nelson.

Elaine was part sad and happy. She was sad about the fact that Ben’s wife and son never got the chance to be a family with him, but she was happy that she had found his grandson. “What kind of man is he?” Elaine asked, hesitantly. “Not a man that would be included on your menu.” said Kam, smiling, “He’s a good, honest, hard-working man who is trying to make a difference here in Detroit. But, he’s had a recent loss.” “What kind of loss?” she asked. “His wife, son and daughter were killed in an auto accident last month, or at least that’s the official story.” the angel replied, “The real truth is that someone high up in organized crime ordered them killed in retaliation for his new policies.” “Oh my, God” Elaine said, “That poor man!” “Yes, Elaine. He’s really hurting right now. He needs you.” Kam said softly. “I don’t want to intrude on his grief! He doesn’t need me around him right now.” Elaine answered. “You’re right, he doesn’t need Elaine Spivey, at this time. It’s time for The Cat to introduce herself to the mayor of Detroit.” the angel said. Kamroel continued, “He needs vengeance, but he can’t retaliate because his mother, father, grandmother, his entire family have been threatened. He needs the help only The Cat can bring to him.”

Elaine stared at the image of the mayor as he answered the questions on the taped interview. Her beautiful green eyes glowed with anger, her claws began to emerge, her ears furred and grew upward, and her tail revealed itself, in all its furry glory. “When should I see him?” she growled. “Whenever you want, but you must maintain your standard of purity. No sex, kitten. Not until marriage. If you do, you will lose your powers. ” Kam warned. “I’ve waited 223 years, Kam. I don’t think even another 10 years would bother me.” Elaine replied. Elaine put her hand on the screen and traced the outline of Andrew Nelson’s face with her paw-like finger. “See you soon, Mr. Mayor!”

*******

The flight through the night sky over Grosse Pointe was short. The two vampire cuties could barely contain their joy when starting their descent toward the residence of their Mistress. At first, Konrad DeLaine could see nothing but fog and trees, but then the fog seemed to lift away and there stood one of the most handsome residences DeLaine had ever seen. It looked like a castle from a bygone era, with stone turrets, drawbridge, moat and a high stone wall. Beyond the moat and wall was the actual 4-story mansion with a marble columned entrance, huge crystal chandeliered entryway, and many features too numerous to name. DeLaine said to himself, “This isn’t a house, it’s a hotel, and 5 star one at that!”

DeLaine’s two escorts, Anya and Tanya, landed him softly at the front leaded glass double doors, and walked him in to the foyer, under the biggest crystal chandelier he’d seen since he visited Buckingham Palace 2 years before. The girls led DeLaine into large drawing room to right of the main hall. He looked around and saw that the fireplace was lit, a roaring blaze contained within. From the light of the fireplace he could see the fine furnishings and an ornate throne that appeared to be overlaid with pure gold. Next to it was a gold plated staff with red cloth or velvet at both top and bottom, sitting in a custom made holder. At the top of the staff, was what appeared to be a crystal ball filled with a dark red liquid.

Suddenly, a sultry female voice spoke out of the darkness. “Welcome Mr. DeLaine. How kind of you to stop by.” “Well, the girls asked so nicely and you know a man can’t resist nice pair of legs, …or fangs.” DeLaine replied with a note of sarcasm. The mysterious female walked in front of the large window and laughed heartily. DeLaine could see from the silhouette that she wore a cloak with a very high collar. “Typical vampire shtick.” He thought. “I had no idea you had such a wry sense of humor” she said, “I think we’re going to get along famously!” “I’m gratified, truly.” DeLaine replied, “May I know now whom I have the pleasure of addressing?” “Oh, my apologies, Mr. DeLaine. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Baroness Lillia von Klempur.” She turned toward him and looked at him with glowing red eyes. The girls bowed in reverence and backed away. She slowly stepped into the light of the fire.

The most perfect pair of shimmering red pantyhosed legs and feet he'd ever seen stepped into the light. DeLaine’s eyes traveled slowly up her beautiful body. She was breathtaking. She wore a sheer red high-neck top like Anya’s but her leotard wasn’t PVC latex, but a shiny lycra-like material. Besides the lower panty part, only two side panels came up to her chest and covered her breasts. The long black cloak fastened by a large black jewel at her neck. Her hands were covered with short black soft leather gloves. DeLaine looked into her face and noticed that she was smiling, her sharp fangs revealed. Her mouth was one of the sexiest he’d ever seen. The lips were thick and luscious, covered in a blood-red glossy stick. Her eyes, partially obscured by the red mask that extended from mid-forehead to her lovely neck, had red irises that seemed to glow brighter as she approached him.

She extended DeLaine her hand to kiss, which he did without hesitation. She continued to the throne, spread out her cloak with a flourish and sat down. “Please have a seat Mr. DeLaine.” The Baroness said. “Thank you. Now if I may ask, your Worship, why am I here, alive?” he asked pointedly. She leaned close to him and said, “I do like a sense of humor, but don’t cross the line between levity and disrespect.” “Forgive me, Baroness, but I don’t know how much more I can take! I don’t know if you’re real vampires, if there is any such thing, or if this is some kind of elaborate gag or what!” he replied frankly.

“Ah, I see. So you don’t believe in vampires then, is that correct?” asked the Baroness. “Well, I’ve seen movies, but do I actually believe in them? No, can’t say that I do.” DeLaine replied. “An honest answer.” She said, “Let me see if I can change your mind.” The Baroness clapped her hands twice and a creature that looked like a cross between a dwarf and a vampire bat scurried into the room and bowed reverently. “Yes, Mistress?” it asked. “Bring in the 2 “recruits” from downstairs, quickly Hans!” the Baroness commanded. “Yes, my Queen!” said Hans, as he ran from the room. The girls, Anya and Tanya, licked their lips in anticipation.

Hans hurriedly returned with two more like himself, leading 2 blindfolded young women. DeLaine feared what was coming next. The 2 girls, one blonde the other brunette, were also gagged, although the sounds they made clearly conveyed their distress. “Thank you, Hans. You may go.” The Baroness ordered. Hans and his cohorts departed. “My pretties,” the Baroness said to the vampire girls, “pick one.” “They both look so tempting” said Anya, the dark-haired one. “Oh, yes. But I like this one.” said Tanya, pointing to the brunette. “I agree. Let’s take her!” Anya concurred. “Very well, then” said the Baroness, “Thrall her and feed yourselves. Anya, now, you must be fair with your sister. You must share.” “Yes, Mistress, I will.” Anya answered.

Anya stood behind the brunette and removed her blindfold and gag. Immediately, she began to plead for her life. “Please don’t hurt me, I beg you! I’m only 18, please don’t kill me!” she screamed. Tanya looked into her eyes, pointed her right hand, made a clawing motion toward the girl and hissed loudly, baring her fangs. The girl’s pleas ceased and a blank look came over her face. She had been successfully thralled. “Well done, Tanya!” said the Baroness, clapping her gloved hands. “Thank you, Mistress. May we?” asked Tanya. “Of course, Bon Appetit!” replied the Baroness.

Tanya grasped the girl by her shoulders and gently laid her on the ornate Persian rug in front of the blazing fireplace. Tanya straddled the mesmerized girl and said, “Sleep, little one, sleep. When you awaken, you will be immortal!” Her eyes closed. Tanya hissed softly and sank her fangs deep into the girl’s throat and began feeding from her. DeLaine moved as if to rescue the girl and pulled out his Glock automatic pistol and said, “O.K. hold it right there!” The Baroness was infuriated. She stood up and put herself directly in front of the gun and said, “How dare you bring a weapon into this house!”

The Baroness’ eyes glowed brightly and she smiled as she grabbed DeLaine’s wrist. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to play with guns? Someone could get hurt!” she said, as she twisted his wrist in a way it wasn’t supposed to bend. DeLaine screamed in pain and fell to his knees before the Baroness. “Must I break your wrist before you drop that gun?” she asked politely. “NO, no!” he replied releasing the weapon to gravity.

Tanya called to her sister who was being entertained by the current spectacle of pain, and said, “Anya, it’s your turn! You have to taste her, she’s delicious, so sweet!” Anya took Tanya’s place over the girl and decided to open the artery on the other side of the neck. She too hissed gently and sank her sharp fangs into the soft flesh of the girl’s throat. Her soft lips forming a tight seal over the squirting artery, Anya began swallowing large gulps of the red life giving fluid. “Anya, don’t get any blood on the rug!” the Baroness cautioned. “Umm, hmm!” Anya said, in response. The Baroness turned to DeLaine and said, “It’s so hard to get blood out of these Persian rugs! You don’t know what these thieves charge for doing so!”

When Anya had finished her feeding, the Baroness motioned to DeLaine to go to the body. Remembering the pain in his wrist, he complied quickly. “Now, check her pulse. Go on.” she ordered. DeLaine obeyed. “She’s dead. No pulse.” said DeLaine, returning to his seat. “Now, watch this.” The Baroness said. She gracefully moved to the dead girl’s side. The Baroness knelt beside her and removed her left glove revealing the same red claw-like fingernails as the vampire twins.

The Baroness made a small incision on her wrist and dripped the blood into the girl’s mouth. After several drops, the girl moved! She swallowed the blood already in her mouth, then she took the Baroness by the arm and began sucking hard on the incision. “Gently, my child, gently. Take it in slowly, little one.” After a minute of feeding from her, the Baroness removed her arm from the girl’s mouth. The wound closed almost immediately. “Please, Mistress,” the girl begged, “ I need more.” “Of course you do, baby. That’s what your juicy little friend is for.” replied the Baroness, pointing at the other captive girl.

The fledgling vampire girl smiled widely and hissed, approaching what was once her best friend. All Cindy could see now was a vessel containing rich, red blood. Cindy straddled her friend who was pleading for her life as she did a few minutes earlier. “Cindy, please don’t do this! You’re my best friend! I love you!” Cindy teared up and said, “Oh, Gina, I love you too! Please forgive me, but I have no choice! I’m so hungry, it hurts!” Cindy hissed and bared her fangs, but was not strong enough to thrall her friend. Gina screamed, “NO, Cindy! NOOOOOOO!!” Cindy seized her by the hair, bared her throat and plunged her fangs into her jugular. Cindy fed hungrily, draining every drop.

“Well done, child!” the Baroness praised. “Thank you, my Mistress. Will you turn her also, my Lady?” asked Cindy. “Yes, but Tanya or Anya will do it. Take your friend down stairs.” “Yes, Mistress” Cindy replied. Cindy picked up her blood-drained friend in her arms and kissed her on the forehead and told her not to worry, she would wake up immortal, as she walked out of the room. Anya and Tanya followed.

“Do you believe now, Mr. DeLaine?” asked the Baroness. “A fool does not believe his own eyes, Baroness. I am no fool.” DeLaine replied. “Well put, Mr. DeLaine!” said Baroness Lillia. “Now, I believe you asked why you are here, before our little demonstration, is that right?” she asked. “Yes, Mistress, and please, call me Konrad.” DeLaine replied. The Baroness smiled and said, “Good, good.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

Excellent! I must say that I'm "thralled" myself, anticipating the next chapter as eagerly as Anya and Tanya anticipate their next feed. More, more, please!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

That's a whole lot of eager, my friend, considering The Vampire Twins appetite! Thanks, Doubleb! I'll try to have another ready soon. I'm working on Titan Girl now. How do you like that one?

superpics4les · 18 years ago

In case you were wondering what Hans and his little friends looked like, here he is! Gruesome!

More to come! Same cat time,
Same cat channel!

That was bad wasn't it? Shame on me! I couldn't resist!
:-#

superpics4les · 18 years ago

OK, Guys! My muse has been taking it easy on me before, but I think it's gone into overdrive! Here's the next one!

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 3

Grosse Pointe, MI – The sprawling mansion of Baroness Lillia von Klempur

“So, Mistress, what is it that you wanted to see me about?” asked Konrad DeLaine. “Well, Konrad, I’d like to make you a proposition.” The Baroness replied. “Why, Baroness, I thought I’d at least get dinner first!” said DeLaine, with a wry smile. Laughing, the Baroness said, “Ooooo, you are so bad! A business proposition, you silly boy!” “Oh, I see!” said DeLaine, feigning ignorance, “I do apologize, Mistress!”

“As well you should!” said the Baroness, with a wry smile of her own. “Take a look at this.” said the Baroness, handing DeLaine a leather portfolio. The portfolio contained a single piece of paper containing a list of names, most of whom DeLaine knew personally. The page was an “A” list of the wealthiest people on the planet.

The Baroness went on to explain that each of the people on the list was part of a worldwide business and financial network that consisted of the most successful corporations on earth. These companies and their captains of industry were under her direct control, both financially and mentally. She had thralled or mesmerized them and directed every major business decision, as well as having controlling interest via voting shares in each corporation.

Baroness von Klempur further explained that the reason for the phenomenal success of these companies was due largely to the vampiric influence she and her strategically placed agents had on world leaders and events.

“You’d be surprised how much influence a nice pair of fangs can have on a person’s decision making process!” the Baroness said, walking to the fireplace. “Oh, probably not as influential as an extraordinary pair of legs, Mistress!” DeLaine said, casting an admiring eye at the Baroness’s shapely, shimmering lower extremities. “Why, Konrad, do I detect a complement in that remark?” asked the Baroness, raising an eyebrow. “Yes, Mistress, an extremely well deserved one.” replied DeLaine. “Well, we’ll discuss that subject later.” she said with a smile, “Right now, I’d like to hear your thoughts on my proposal.”

“I take it you want me to join this international business network of yours, is that it?” asked DeLaine. The Baroness turned toward DeLaine and slinked slowly in his direction. “Yes” she said softly. “What’s in it for me?” he asked, taking in every inch of her luscious form, as she approached him.

“Three things.” The Baroness said, “One, guaranteed growth of at least 35% per annum; Two, elimination of all taxes, even personal income tax; and Three, this is my personal favorite, you get to walk out of this house an instant multi-multi-billionaire!” “Whoa, wait a minute! Instant multi-multi-billionaire? Please explain that one, Mistress!” “Gladly!” she said, “Walk with me.” “Anywhere, Mistress.” DeLaine said, under his breath.

The Baroness and DeLaine walked down the large marbled main hallway. It was decorated with original old masters like Degas, Matisse, DaVinci and Rembrandt. DeLaine knew that these were worth a king’s ransom. The Baroness explained that the corporations that were part of this network pooled their profits into one large slush fund that was equally distributed once her “cut” was removed. “Ah, that’s the part I wanted to get to!” said DeLaine, “Just what is your cut for administrating this wonderful network?” The Baroness replied, “That usually depends on the individual who operates the business. I like you, so we’ll make it 70/30, O.K.?” DeLaine replied, “Well, I love you, so let’s make it 50/50.”

The Baroness stopped abruptly and turned to DeLaine to look in his face. “What did you say?” she asked with a smile. “I said let’s make it 50/50.” DeLaine repeated. “No, no. I mean the first part.” She corrected him. “What are you talking about? That’s all I said!” DeLaine said, with a bit a fear in his voice. “No, my dear Konrad, you said ‘I love you, let’s make it 50/50’, I know what I heard you say!” the Baroness said, looking deep into his eyes. “I said that out loud? Oh, crap! Please forgive me, Mistress, I didn’t mean to insult you!” DeLaine pleaded. “Oh, don’t be silly, Konrad!” she said with sly smile, “I’m not angry at you! But, I just wonder why you said it! We’ve only just met!”

DeLaine took her gloved hands in his and kissed them both. “Mistress, any man who would not instantly be filled with desire upon seeing you would have to be gay or a fool, and I am neither. But I have never felt the way I feel about you now, about any other woman before. I know you probably don’t believe me, but it’s true.” “How can you say that you love me? When we first met, you thought I was a monster!” the Baroness said, “I could sense your fear and loathing …”

“Mistress!” DeLaine interrupted, “I have just experienced a flight across Grosse Pointe controlled by two strange and lovely young women who journeyed through the air without any conveyance whatsoever, I found out for an absolute certainty that vampires were actually real, and I witnessed the turning of a young girl from a cheerleader into a blood-thirsty creature of the night who fed on her own best friend! And now I find myself totally and completely enamored of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen who might probably rather suck out my bodily fluids than look at me! I have had a really weird night, Baroness!”

“Hmmm, I can see your point. But, is that what you really think of me, Konrad?” the Baroness asked. “All I know is that my emotions are running crazy right now,” DeLaine confessed looking deep into her eyes, “and the only thing I’m really 100% sure of is…” “Well, what is it?” the Baroness inquired. “I…I want to kiss you so badly I could burst!” DeLaine said.

"Alright, I’ll tell you what,” the Baroness said with a grin, “since mortals bursting is very messy and I do need to take care of some other business before daylight, let’s table this for now and I’ll give you one kiss. With one stipulation, if it’s not a good one, I get to bite your lips off, deal?” “How many attempts do I get at this good kiss?” he asked. “Only one” said the Baroness, holding up her right index finger. “Darn! I guess I have no choice, I’ve got to kiss you.” said DeLaine. “Then, come and get it, if you dare!” the Baroness teased.

The Baroness stood on her tiptoes to reach DeLaine’s lips. He bent down a little to accommodate her 5’7” height, compared to his 6’2”. They met halfway. As the Baroness’ arms encircled DeLaine’s neck, their lips met and he could barely stand the rush of pleasure and emotion running through him.

He made the first move with his tongue beginning to probe her mouth, starting with her full, soft lips and then into her mouth’s interior region. He almost backed off when he touched her needle sharp fangs, but he kept moving, undulating up and down, and side-to-side. She responded in kind, her tongue darting in and out like a snake’s, teasing him.

He pulled her closer and tried to make the feeling last, holding her slim waist, moving his hands to shapely hips, and finally to her firm round derriere, giving it a squeeze. The Baroness let out a soft moan. She responded by gently caressing his leg with her own red, shimmering hose covered foot, spreading and gripping his calf with her toes as she moved downward. DeLaine moaned in return. The kissing embrace lasted about 3 minutes.

It was like a dream. When they finally released each other, neither one spoke for nearly 10 seconds. It seemed like an eternity during which they just stared at each other smiling like two high school kids who had never kissed the opposite sex before. Then the Baroness said, “Congratulations, you get to keep your lips, Konrad!” “Thank you, Mistress.” said DeLaine smiling, “And thank you for not biting during the kiss. I really appreciate it!” “You rrrreally don’t know how tempted I was to do it too!” she purred.

“Please do me the honor of being my guest for a couple of days, while you consider your position on my offer.” The Baroness offered. “Certainly, Mistress, the honor would be mine.” Konrad replied. “Oh and, Konrad just two house rules: One, stay off the top floor, that’s my special place. If that kiss is any indication, I’ll probably be taking you there soon enough. Two, do not for any reason go down stairs without my going with you. Hans and his little friends, not to mention the rest of my…subjects, would most likely make a nice little snack out of you.

That being said, it’s getting early. You have the run of the rest of the house, you have only to ask and my servants will provide anything else you require. Oh, and one other thing, don’t tease Anya and Tanya. They’ve got a serious crush on you and they really, really want to taste you. You probably shouldn’t have told them they were cute. They are under my strict command not to touch you, but they are only 60 years old and the very young do not always do as they’re told. See you tonight! Sleep well!”

The Baroness threw the right end of her cloak over left shoulder and POOF, disappeared in a puff of white smoke. “Show off.” DeLaine said with a smile. The Baroness answered with a disembodied laugh.

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Two nights earlier…

It was about 9:30 p.m. when Andrew James Nelson returned to the residence of the Mayor of Detroit, MI, the Manoogian Mansion. The mansion had under gone extensive renovation and had been recently restored to the grandeur it originally had when it was donated to the City of Detroit by Alex Manoogian in 1966.

The contracted executive protection personnel had checked the interior of the house and cleared it safe for entry. Nelson just wanted to go to bed. He spent the whole evening at two civil functions, arguing with city council, dodging the paparazzi, and trying to explain his “Crackdown on Crime” policies to squabbling bureaucrats only looking for their next meal ticket. Nelson stopped in the kitchen, grabbed four chocolate chip cookies, poured himself a glass of milk and went upstairs to the Master suite.

Nelson came into the suite, closed the door and threw his suit jacket on the chair next to his wife’s dressing table. The sleeve of his jacket knocked over a picture on the table and Nelson crossed the room to pick it up. As he did, he noticed that it was the picture of himself, his wife Olivia and their children Alex, his son and Rhea, his daughter, on their trip last year to Disney World. He felt his knees try to give way, and he fell into the chair, holding the ornate silver framed picture.

“Oh, Livvie, Livvie, how I miss you and the kids so!” he thought aloud, “The days and nights in this big old house seem so empty without you here!” Tears stained his cheeks as he wept. Nelson said, clenching his teeth, “Livvie, you don’t know how much I wish I could somehow avenge you and the children! To make them pay for your deaths! Then, perhaps I could have some peace!”

“Maybe I can help you with that part, Mr. Mayor.” said a sultry female voice. Nelson startled, looked around the shadowy room and saw no one. “I’m not here to harm you, your Honor.” she said, “I’m here to give you what you want. I’m here to be the arm of your righteous vengeance against those who killed your family.” “Where are you?” he asked, his eyes searching the darkness. “I’m right here.” she said softly from behind him. Nelson turned around slowly and saw two glowing green eyes staring at him from the corner of the room.

“Who are you?” asked Nelson. “Why don’t you turn on the light and see?” the sexy voice replied. “Alright.” said Nelson. The Mayor reached for the lamp switch he was nearest to but was stopped by a black furry tentacle that wrapped around his wrist. “On second thought, maybe it would be better if the light remained off.” She said. Nelson stroked the furry appendage on his wrist. It was soft like cat fur. “Oooh, Mr. Mayor, that tickles! Rrreow!” said the voice giggling. The soft appendage released his wrist. “Oh, no! You’re that man-eating cat-woman!” Nelson said, backing away from the glowing eyes. “You haven’t come for me have you?” he asked fearfully.

“After a fashion, yes.” She said. “I’ve come to offer my help to remove the evil from our city.” A shapely figure emerged from the darkened corner, slinking forward on black shimmering, sheer, hose covered toes. Looking at her, standing in the light of the full moon coming through the unshaded picture window, made Nelson’s heart skip at beat. She was absolutely, the most beautiful woman he had ever had the fortune to look upon. “I am The Cat.” She spoke softly.

Nelson couldn’t seem to speak. “Mr. Mayor, you act as if you’ve never seen a woman before.” The Cat said. “I thought I had, but I hadn’t yet seen you, so I guess I was wrong!” Nelson replied. The Cat smiled and said, “I believe that is the highest compliment I’ve ever received! Thank you, Mr. Mayor!” “Please call me A.J., everybody does.” Nelson said.

“Very well, A.J. Umm, A.J., are you…going to uh, finish that glass of milk?” asked The Cat eyeing the glass on the dressing table, licking her sensuous lips, “I hate to be clichéd, but I just love milk!” Nelson smiled and said, “Sure, help yourself!” The Cat moved so fast A.J. had trouble seeing her. She grabbed the glass and drained it holding it up away from her face, allowing the last drops to fall into her mouth. The Cat licked the milk from her lips and from the rim of the glass

“Oh, God! That was sooo good!” The Cat said. “I think I have more in the little fridge behind the wet bar.” A.J. said, “Would you care for some more?” “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble?” The Cat replied. “Not at all. Over here.” said A.J. directing The Cat to the opposite corner of the room. “Please have a…seat.” A.J. stopped cold. The Cat sat in his wife’s favorite spot, her sleek, gorgeous legs under her. “What is it?” asked The Cat with a smile. “Nothing, it’s nothing.” A.J. said, “It’s just that no one’s been here to sit on that love seat since…”

Oh, how thoughtless of me, I’ll move.” The Cat replied. “No! Please don’t!” he exclaimed, moving out from the wet bar with a full glass of milk. “You look so beautiful sitting in it like that. Pretty as a picture.” A.J. complimented. The Cat smiled sweetly. “Oh, here’s your milk.” A.J. said, passing The Cat her drink. “Oh, thank you!” said The Cat.

A.J. sat opposite her, casting admiring glances at her lovely form as she quickly downed the milk in 3 large gulps. “Would you like some more?” asked A.J. “No, I’d better stop now” she said licking the milk off again, “I may get too comfortable, as it is I wonder if I could stretch out a little? That wouldn’t be too inappropriate, would it?” “Well, considering this isn’t necessarily an ‘official’ meeting, I think it would be fine, as long as I can kick of these loafers.” A.J. said. “If you won’t tell the City Council, I won’t tell either.” said The Cat, holding up an index finger to her mouth and smiling.

The Cat stretched and arched her back, spreading her picture perfect toes. “Oh, that’s much better!” she said. “It certainly is!” A.J. thought to himself. “Now” said The Cat, “Let’s talk about these people that murdered your family.” “O.K. let’s do that!” said A.J.

Nelson told her that the organized crime figure that ordered the deaths of his family was none other than MacKinzie “Mac the Knife” Ross. Ross had been to see Nelson about a week before his family was murdered. During the somewhat heated conversation, Ross had deliberately and directly threatened him and his family if he didn’t change his policies, and quick. Nelson said that if he or any of his goons came anywhere near him or his family, he’d be in prison so fast he would know what hit him. He then bodily threw one of the biggest crime bosses in the tri-state area out of his office!

“That probably wasn’t the smartest thing in world to do to MacKinzie Ross!” said The Cat. “Don’t I know it! Three days later the three most important people in my life were dead!” he said sorrowfully, “It’s my fault! My stupid pride killed my family! It’s my fault!” A.J. held his face in his hands and wept bitterly. His pain and guilt was more than he could bear.

The Cat moved to him and went to her knees. She moved his hands away, cradled his handsome face in her soft paw-like hands, and looked deeply into his eyes. “Andrew James Nelson, you did not kill your family, do you understand??” The Cat exclaimed, “This man ordered the killing of your wife, your daughter, and your son! You made a choice! One that had to be made for the greater good of all! This man made the choice to destroy what you held most dear to you! And by God, he’s going to pay!”

“The same type of thing happened to me.” The Cat said, as she wiped his tears. “My sweet husband was murdered on our wedding night. We didn’t even get to consummate our marriage before he was killed in our own home.” The Cat continued, “There were nights afterward I mourned and wept for him and I blamed myself for his death. My Ben was murdered by a cruel, wicked, evil man who wanted me for himself. He swore if he couldn’t have me, then no man would. So, for many years, I thought that my loving him had killed my husband. After a time, I realized that I was not responsible for that murderer’s choices, only my own. He chose to pierce my husband’s heart with a bullet! My loving him did not kill him, anymore than your decision to do what is right for this city, killed your family!”

“You have the right to mourn,” The Cat said softly, “but you do not have the right to punish yourself, or the time to feel sorry for yourself.” A.J. looked at her and smiled. He held her face in his hands and gently kissed her soft lips and said, “Thank you, Cat. I needed someone to say that to me, to pull me out of this depression I’ve been in. I may still mourn, but I won’t beat myself up and I won’t have any more ‘pity parties’. “Good!” said The Cat. A.J. took her by the hands and said, “How can I ever thank you for your words of encouragement?”

“Well, you can…rub my tummy.” The Cat said hesitantly. “Excuse me?” replied A.J. with a chuckle “Right now I need a tummy rub! Well, I am a cat after all! So, get to it!” she said. A.J. touched her stomach and felt The Cat’s tight, toned abs. The sleek lycra-like material made the rubbing of her ‘tummy’ almost as pleasurable for A.J. as it was for The Cat herself. She began writhing slowly and sensually. Then, a sound A.J. was familiar with began to reach his ears. It started very low, almost inaudible, at first. Then it grew louder. It was The Cat. She was purring!

A.J. continued to rub her belly until she stopped him. The Cat encircled his neck with her arms and pulled him toward her on the love seat. She whispered in his ear, “Now, kiss me!” He kissed her lips eagerly and passionately, and began to explore her mouth with his tongue. The Cat responded by purring deeply and explored his mouth as well. Then A.J. moved his hand down her body, still kissing her lips, face and neck. A.J. gently caressed her waist, hips and firm shapely derriere. He even stroked her tail.

Things didn’t get really dangerous until he reached her shimmering black hose covered legs. When A.J. stroked her thigh, her purring got louder, and she moaned softly. A.J. had never felt anything like this material before. It was the sleekest, shiniest, softest hose he had ever felt on a woman. Even the really expensive real silk stuff he would buy for his wife to wear for him that would drive him crazy, didn’t feel like this.

The Cat sat up at that point. She smiled and was still purring as she hugged him tightly savoring his nearness. “So, you like these little legs of mine in these hose do you?” purred The Cat. “Oh, yes! I’ve never felt anything like this. What is it?” A.J. asked. “You know truthfully, I really couldn’t tell you,” The Cat said, “but they won’t tear or rip and they’re as tight as a second skin.” “And they shine like light dancing on the water!” A.J. said excitedly.

“You know my wife and I used to play this little game with her hose. She’d rub her legs on me and try to get me to surrender to her whims, but she never could get me to give in.” A.J. boasted. “That sounds suspiciously like a challenge to me”, The Cat said with a grin, “One I’ll gladly accept!” “Oh, crap, what have I done!” said A.J., who jumped up and tried to escape. “Oh, no you don’t little mouse!” she said, “The Cat’s got you now! mrreowrr!”

The Cat leapt upon her prey and held him down on the plush carpet, face up. “So, you won’t surrender, eh? When I’m done with you, I’ll have you saying uncle, auntie, grandpa, anything I want!” “When your wife played this game was it like…THISSSSSSS?” The Cat began caressing his legs with one of her sensuously covered legs at a time, one after the other, changing sides all the time. “Ohhhh, my Goddddd!” A.J. said.

After 5 minutes of this titillating torture, The Cat asked, “Ssssssssso! Wanna give up yet, mousie-kins?” A.J. shook his head and said, “N…No…No, Never!” “Ooooooh, so strong! I love a challenge! But, I have a few more tricks up my paw! Try thisssssssss!” she said. The Cat began stroking him with both of her soft sleek hosed legs simultaneously! Up and down, over and over again, the swishing sound of the nylon-like substance filled his ears. “Rrrrrrrowrrrr! Surrender or else, mouse-boy! What’s it gonna be?” A.J. could barely breathe. He was so torturously turned on he could barely form words! But, he still felt he couldn’t give up.

A.J. said to her, “Never…give …up! Won’t…surrender, going to…hold…out!” “My, my, my, aren’t we a mighty mouse! Alrighty, then! I guess I’ll have to use my secret weapon!” said The Cat. She cut off his already loosened tie with a claw and carefully ripped his shirt open. Removing the shirt, she began slowly sensuously sliding her sexy smooth shimmering peds up and down his chest, up and around his neck and face, across his pecs, and gripping his ears and chin with her toes. “Hisssssss! Surrender now, little mouse or there’s more where this came from!” purred The Cat. A. J. said finally, “OK…I…give up! I…surrender!

The Cat stopped her onslaught of sensuality and rested her palms on his chest. “Purrrfect! Now repeat after me: I hereby surrender…of my own free will…to The Cat. I will do…whatever she says…for a period…of at least 15 minutes…beyond this declaration.” “So, what is your command, O, mighty feline Mistress?” said A.J., praying for mercy. “Oh, something simple,” she said with a smile, “Come here, my handsome slave and make mama purrrrrrr….!”

After 15 minutes of tummy rubbing, leg caressing, and foot & body tickling, The Cat turned to Nelson and said, “It’s time for me to go now.” They were lying on Nelson’s custom made California King now, facing each other, propped up on one elbow. The Cat smiled at him, stroked his chest and said, “You know I haven’t purred like that for almost 200 years.” “200 years! How old are you??” exclaimed Nelson.

“I was born a slave on a peanut plantation in Georgia, around 1782.” said The Cat, “I am now about 223 years old.” The Cat explained the events of the night her husband died, her transformation initiated by King Tygarr, the visitation of the angel, her immortality and her virginity. “Wow! I’ve heard some stories in my life, but this tops them all!” said A.J., “I mean a 223 year old virgin! You must have some kind of will power, lady!”

“I have to,” said The Cat, “otherwise I’d be like the other cat people I mentioned; Indiscriminately feeding on whoever bestrode my path. Tasty little human mice like YOU! Rrrrowrr!” The Cat playfully pounced on A.J. and kissed him one last time. She asked Nelson, “Can you give me all the evidence you have on Ross tomorrow night?” “Yes, certainly, but I can’t bring it home. They’ve got someone on the inside watching me. If I took evidence files out of the City-County building, they’d know.”

“How late can you stay in your office without arousing suspicion?” she asked. “Probably no later than 10 or 11 o’clock,” said A.J., “otherwise they might be alerted.” “I’ll meet you there at 8 p.m.,” she replied, getting up from the bed, “We’ll figure out the best time and place to kill this…scumball then.”

“How will you get into the building?” A.J. asked, “I mean this house is secure, but after 6 p.m. that building locked down tighter than the Pope’s poopchute!” “Oh, probably like this!” she answered, as she faded from view. “See you tomorrow night, mouse-boy!” The Cat teased, “Be prepared to surrender to The Cat again or face more leg torture! Mmmeowrr!” A.J. watched the bedroom door open and close by itself as she noiselessly padded out into the mansion. A.J. chuckled to himself and said, “Show off.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

phoxy_brown · 18 years ago

Wow, this is shaping up to be quite the epic. I like the attention to detail...Looking forward to the next installment.

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

MOST impressive! You really know how to tell a great story! I'll be hanging on the edge of my seat until the next chapter! Keep up the fantastic work!!!!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's the next installment! I hope everybody's enjoying it so far!

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 4

Grosse Pointe, MI – Mansion home of Baroness Lillia von Klempur

Konrad DeLaine dreamt about the kiss that he and the Baroness shared, all day long. The previous night’s events were foremost on his thoughts before he was able to sleep, and they occupied the thoughts of his slumber as well. “How can I feel the way I do about a vampire?” he thought to himself as he tossed in his sleep, “How can I possibly have grown so attached to a woman in only one night? It doesn’t make any sense!”

The Baroness decided to check on DeLaine to see how her potential business partner was faring during his visit. She found herself smiling when she thought of him. “What is it about him that makes me feel this way?” she thought, “I can’t believe I kissed him! Why, oh, why did I kiss him, especially after only meeting him once? Have I lost my mind or even worse…my heart?”

It was 2 in the afternoon, but every window in The Baroness’ sprawling mansion was covered by thick, custom made, damask drapes which kept out the light of day. She knocked at the door of the room DeLaine had chosen to sleep in. There was no response. She carefully opened it and saw him sleeping deeply on the 4 poster, ornately decorated king sized bed. “I thought he would choose this room, somehow.” The Baroness thought with a smile. She padded to the side of the bed closest to DeLaine, her sleek, red colored pantyhosed feet making no sound. The Baroness looked at DeLaine, her red eyes glowing softly. “The twins were right,” she thought with a grin, “He does look delicious lying there like this!”

The Baroness levitated over the sleeping man and brought herself to within 4 inches of his face. She smiled and licked her full, red lips and whispered, “Wake up, sleepyhead.” DeLaine didn’t open his eyes, but smiled as well and replied, “My father once told me, ‘Every closed eye is not asleep.’” “You faker!” The Baroness said poking him with her sharp red fingernail, “You heard me knock! Why didn’t you answer?” “Because, I wanted you to do what you’re doing right now.” DeLaine replied, “Floating over me closely, close enough for me to do…this!” DeLaine quickly reached up toward her, intending to pull her down and kiss her again. The Baroness evaporated out of his grasp and reappeared next to the bed laughing.

“Hey, no fair!” he exclaimed. “Life is seldom fair, Konrad!” she said with a smile, “You’ll have to do better than that. The first one was free, you’ll work for anymore kisses from me!” “Well, I’ll see what I can DO!” Konrad lurched for her, but she once again became mist and slipped through his grasp. DeLaine fell on his face to the floor. The Baroness laughed heartily. “OWW, that hurt! You just wait ‘til I get my hands on you! I’m really gonna get you now!” DeLaine said with determination. The Baroness slowly licked her lips and said, “Promises, promises!” DeLaine faked left and lunged right and almost had her, but she again vaporized and reappeared over near the window, laughing.

Then DeLaine had an idea. Konrad lunged for her again, knowing that she would vaporize before he got to her. The Baroness was not his target this time, it was the drape cord! He leaped upward and pulled half the drape open. She couldn’t reappear in half the room! She reappeared in the corner near a built in bookcase.

“Smart move, Konrad! I’m impressed!” said The Baroness. “Wait ‘til you see the next one!” Konrad replied. He moved toward her again, she vaporized and he pulled the other drape cord. The Baroness reappeared back in the corner again. There was no other way out. Konrad grinned widely and wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

“Bravo, Konrad! It looks as if you’ve won!” she said, clapping her hands, “But as your father taught you, everything is not always as it seems!” The Baroness pulled the top of a red book on the third shelf, on the left side of the bookcase. The bookcase opened revealing a stairway going upward. The Baroness made a “come hither” motion with her finger, winked and moved quickly through the opening.

DeLaine moaned, “All this for a kiss? Is it worth it? OH YEAH!” He grabbed the smoking jacket he had been given by the Baroness’ servants, and put it on cinching the belt around his waist. DeLaine stepped through the “secret” door and the bookcase shut behind him. The Baroness called out in a playful, lilting voice, “Konrad, I’m waiting.” He looked up the two flights of stairs and started climbing.

When DeLaine reached the top, he was awestruck at the opulence that met his eyes. “This must be her ‘special place’” he thought. The room was large, about 1000 square feet at least. There was a large 4 poster California King sized bed, draped in the richest purple fabric he had ever laid eyes on. In fact, everything, every piece of furniture was purple, gold, or a combination of the two. The plush carpet was golden beige and felt like heaven under his feet, after the cold stone of the “secret stairway”. DeLaine walked another 2 steps into the beautifully decorated room, and then the door closed behind him.

He noticed that there was no handle on the door, and no other way out of the room. The Baroness laughed and her disembodied voice said, “That’s right Konrad, there’s no other way out, unless I decide to release you. Now you’re all mine!” “And, is that a good thing, or a bad thing?” DeLaine asked with a wry smile. “That depends entirely on you.” The Baroness said, “I brought you to my special place for a little talk.” “I see, and what is to be the topic of our conversation, Mistress?” asked DeLaine. “My business proposal, for one,” answered The Baroness, “and our little early morning interaction in the hallway, for another.”

“Oh, I see!” said DeLaine, “Well, as far as the business proposal is concerned, I like what I’ve heard so far, but I’d like my attorneys to go over the contract before I make my final decision.” “A wise course of action, always.” The Baroness agreed, “I will make the necessary papers available to your attorneys as soon as possible.” “Very well.” said DeLaine. “Now, to our little social interaction this morning.” said The Baroness. “Mistress, it was a kiss.” DeLaine said, “We can call it that you know. Where are you, anyway? Why won’t you let me see you?”

The Baroness stepped out of her dressing area. She had removed her high collared cloak, but more importantly, she had removed her mask. DeLaine looked at her and it was as if he had seen her for the first time. Her skin was pale and flawless, like a beautiful porcelain figure. “You are lovelier than I imagined, Mistress.” Konrad said, “Why do you wear that red mask?” “It is my protection from men like you.” She replied. “Men like me? What do you mean?” he asked. "You know, tall, handsome, heart-breaking. You know the type." she said with a slight smile. “Please sit down, let me tell you something.” she said, directing him to the love seat.

She gracefully slinked over to DeLaine and sat down next him. The Baroness told DeLaine about her marriage to Count Vladmir Dracula. Dracula was not born a vampire. He was made so by Lucifer, Satan himself. The Baroness, however, was nearly 1000 years old and a vampire by birth as were both of her parents. As such, she and her family were treated as nobility in the vampire world. Dracula had become very powerful by systematically destroying all opposition that stood before him. Nearly every vampire clan had sworn him allegiance, save two. One of them was the clan of which the Baroness’ father, Baron Klaus von Klempur, was the chieftain.

Instead of attempting an attack on the powerful von Klempur clan, Dracula began courting Lillia to gain access to the clan hierarchy. His silver tongue swayed the beautiful vampire woman and she eventually consented to marry him. After much debate, von Klempur saw how much his only daughter loved the handsome rogue, and reluctantly gave his blessing to their union. 10 years after their marriage, Dracula arranged the death of Baron von Klempur by the vampire hunting Van Helsing family. Lillia was devastated. She swore an unending blood feud with the Van Helsings, not knowing of her husband’s involvement, and nearly wiped them out.

Dracula, in the meantime, had begun cheating on his bride with many other women, most of whom he had personally turned and created an entranced harem of “love” slaves. Lillia protested and demanded that he disband this group of “whores” as she called them. Dracula refused and laughed at her, telling her that he never really loved her, but in fact used her to get into her clan and murder her father. Dracula told her that it was he who told the Van Helsings where to find her father’s resting place and the perfect time to kill him.

Lillia flew into a rage and almost killed Dracula, but his slaves held her off long enough for the Dark Prince to escape her wrath. Lillia stopped her feud with the Van Helsings and in turn planned Dracula’s demise with them as the instrument of her revenge. She watched as they finally destroyed Dracula and she collected his blood in the orb at the end of the staff that she now carried. The Orb of The Blood of Dracula somehow increased her own power over the undead and united the vampire clans in the first and longest period of peace they had ever known.

Baroness Lillia von Klempur had not allowed herself the luxury of love since Dracula’s death over 75 years earlier. Her broken heart had not been moved since then. There were suitors aplenty, but none had ever touched her heart, until now, until that one “social interaction”, until that one kiss.

“I told you this story so that you would know why it is so confusing to me that I could be so drawn to a man, a mortal at that!” said The Baroness. DeLaine reached out, took her hand and kissed it. He said, “I don’t understand my feelings either, Mistress, but I can’t deny that they exist. I think you feel the same, don’t you?” She looked at him and stared deep into his eyes and said, “There’s only one way I can be certain that your feelings aren’t just some fleeting flight of fancy or a product of lust.” “What is it? I’ll do whatever you ask.” said DeLaine.

The Baroness stood up from her seat next to DeLaine, and sat on his lap straddling him, looking into his face. She stroked his handsome face and said, “I need to…bite you, to taste your blood, to taste your love for me.” “How do you taste love?” Konrad asked. “It’s a vampire thing, Konrad” she said with a smile, “we can taste many types of things in a person’s blood: lust, hate, envy, loyalty, betrayal, and…love.” “You’re not going to turn me are you?” he asked with a hard swallow. The Baroness laughed heartily and said, “No, silly! I don’t need that much, just a little taste! Well, what do you say?” “Will it hurt?” DeLaine asked. “Oh, you men are such babies!” said The Baroness, “I promise you, all you’ll feel are these soft lips you liked so much, and my tongue as I taste you and close up the wound. There won’t even be a mark!” “Oh, alright, if it will satisfy you about my feelings for you.” DeLaine relented.

“Well, there is another reason I want this too.” She confessed. “What’s that?” he asked. “Konrad, as badly as you wanted that kiss last night, I wanted to taste you!” she answered, “Are you ready?” “I guess so.” DeLaine answered, as he caressed her silky, jet black hair. “Hmmm, I sense a great deal of tension here,” the Baroness said stroking his neck, “maybe this will help you relax, mmmmmm…!” She kissed him long and passionately. “More relaxed now, baby, hmm?” she purred. DeLaine said with a big smile, “Well, at least part of me is relaxed!” The Baroness smiled and said, “Oh, I can tell which part isn’t, but we’ll deal with that later! Now, close your eyes.”

DeLaine closed them. “Think of our kiss last night, think of me kissing your neck, softly, passionately, think of my kiss, think of my kiss…” As DeLaine drifted into a semi-hypnotic state, the Baroness bared her needle-sharp fangs and pierced DeLaine’s jugular. True to her word, DeLaine felt no pain, only the softness of her luscious lips and tasting of her warm tongue. As she tasted the small trickle from the wound she had created, the Baroness moaned softly. She had never tasted such purity of love from any man she had ever met! She drew more into her mouth and her red eyes glowed with excitement. “Oh, Konrad you taste soooo good!” she said, “I’d better stop now or I never will!” She licked the small puncture wounds closed and they healed instantly, leaving no trace.

DeLaine awoke from his semi-hypnotic stupor and found himself alone in the Baroness’ large bed, unclothed. “Mistress, where are you?” he asked. “Here I am, Konrad.” she said softly. The Baroness was wearing a different high-collared cloak when she emerged from the dressing area. It seemed to cover her whole body so that Konrad could only see her legs alternately as she crossed the room toward the bed. Her legs were covered in a stocking so sheer, the only way of knowing that there was one on her was the bright sheen and the color, black.

The Baroness stopped at the large gilded wing backed chair and placed her model perfect foot on the cushion. “Do you like these hose I’m wearing, Konrad?” she asked, as she stroked her glistening leg from her ankle to her thigh. He looked at the unadulterated ecstasy of her leg and foot in the sheer, sleek black sheath and replied, “You know I do, please don’t tease me like this!” “Oh, believe me, I’m leading up to something, darling. Don’t stop me now!” she responded. Konrad sat bolt upright (in more ways than one) and parroted, “Darling? Since when did I become darling?” “Since I tasted your love and knew it was true, baby.” she answered, “Now, I’m going to let you taste mine.” She reached the bed and placed her hand on the black jewel that held the cloak in place. The Baroness smiled and said, “This is your prize for catching me today, I hope you like it!” She released the jeweled button and the cloak fell to the floor.

Konrad thought he was going to faint. The woman of his dreams was standing there in the sheerest, sleekest black bodystocking he had ever seen! It left nothing to the imagination. “Oh, my God.” he said haltingly, “Mistress, I don’t know what to say!” “Then don’t say anything,” she replied, “just make love to me, my precious one, just make love to me!” “I do have to warn you though; I haven’t been with a man for 75 years. It could be a little rough for you!” The Baroness said licking her lips, her eyes starting to glow with anticipation. DeLaine held out his arms and said, “Well, try to be gentle with me.” he grinned. “Gentle?’ the nylon clad Baroness said, her eyes now glowing brightly, “Not a chance, baby! I’m gonna turn you every which way but loose! Ready or not, here I come!” She hissed loudly and leapt onto him. DeLaine thought, “If I’m dreaming, please don’t let me wake up!”

******

The Cat had met with Mayor Nelson two more times since their initial rendezvous at the Manoogian Mansion. Elaine’s heart filled with joy every time they came together, but a persistent thought kept coming up in her mind: Does he want me or The Cat? Elaine consulted with Kamroel to see what he thought her next step should be. She called for him and he appeared in her living room that evening.

“So kitten, what can I do for you?” asked the angel. “Kam, do you think it’s time Drew and I met?” she inquired, “I mean as Elaine.” “I think so.” answered Kamroel, “After all he hasn’t even met Elaine yet. How do you expect him to love you if he really doesn’t know who you are?” “How do I do it?” she asked, “I mean, we don’t exactly travel in the same circles!” “Leave it to me,” said Kam, “I’ll arrange a little something for you two. Just be ready.” “When will you do it?” Elaine asked. “You’ll know when the time comes!” Kamroel said with a grin, “Trust me!” “What are you up to, Kam?” she asked raising an eyebrow. “Kitten, just trust me, will you?” Kam said, “It’ll be fun!” On that note, he disappeared. “Something tells me this is gonna be interesting.” Elaine thought.

The next day, Elaine arrived at The Detroit Free Press building at 8:00 a.m. to perform her duties in the archives department as Chief Archivist. Elaine had a knack for finding out where things were and, more importantly, where information was supposed to be. Elaine had 2 clerks working under her supervision, Larry Milton and Cynthia King. Larry was good natured, but a bit of a letch, always trying to sneak a peek at Elaine’s shapely legs. Elaine would sometimes let him have a good gander by removing her shoes, climbing the short ladder they used to set boxes on the top shelf, and reaching up high, causing her knee-length skirt to hike up a little. She also would stand on her toes, giving him a really good look at her calves as they flexed in the shiny pantyhose she usually favored.

Cynthia King was Elaine’s only real friend outside of Kamroel. She was constantly trying to fix her up with someone nice, but Elaine would usually get out of it by working late, going to church, or some other kind of excuse. Elaine wished that she could confide in Cynthia about her alter-ego, but she did have a tendency to run off at the mouth and Elaine could ill afford that kind of thing. Although, Elaine liked her very much and they spent a lot of time together outside of work, Elaine held her secret in, waiting for a signal that it might be time to share it.

This particular day Elaine felt led to wear something a little more provocative to work. She recognized this little push as being from Kamroel. This was the day she would meet Andrew Nelson! Elaine wore a shiny black spandex leotard and sheer, shiny footed black tights. Over this she put on a black skirt, a little above the knee in length, with a slit up to about mid-thigh. To finish the look, she wore her above the calf PVC boots and her favorite blue blazer. Of course, Elaine wore The Cat’s belt, in case of emergency, and her gold cross. The belt automatically changed its color from gold with green jewels to grey metal with blue jewels.

Elaine got a lot of admiring looks as she walked into the building that morning, but none more surprised, no shocked is more like it, than Cynthia and Larry. Elaine strode into the department and Larry gave a wolf whistle followed by, “Who are you and what have you done with our boss?” Cynthia’s jaw dropped and for a solid minute, about the longest Elaine ever heard, she was speechless. After the 1 minute pause, Cynthia said, “Girlfriend, I want details!” “About what, Cyn?” Elaine asked, smiling. “About whatever man that has invaded your world and caused this change in your wardrobe, Lainie!” Cynthia answered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Elaine said, laughing, “I just felt like something different today!” “Oh, come on, Lainie!” Cynthia remarked, “This is more than something different, this is a 180 degree turnaround! I mean no braid, no frumpy blouse, and no thick, nigh bullet proof hose, what’s going on?”

“I just felt like something different may happen today and wanted to be ready for it, that’s all!” Elaine said. Larry chimed in, “Well, I think your something different is headed this way, look!” Sure enough, strolling down the hall toward the archive department was the Mayor of Detroit and his entourage. Mayor Nelson walked into the office and said, “Excuse me, I’m looking for Miss Elaine Spivey.” Elaine turned toward him and said, “You’ve just found her!” Nelson looked at Elaine and for the barest instant was speechless. Elaine broke his stare with, “Mr. Mayor, may I help you with something, sir?” “Oh, yes, forgive me, I didn’t mean to stare but you just remind me of someone.” The Mayor remarked. “Really? Well, I hope it’s someone you like!” Elaine joked. They both laughed.

“Well, your Honor, how may I be of help to you?” Elaine asked. “Oh yes! Your Managing Editor told me that you’re the best researcher in the business and if I needed anything found you’d be the one to do it.” Nelson said. “I suppose I wouldn’t dare to disagree with the man that signs my paychecks!” Elaine replied with a grin, “But I do have the best staff anyone could want, they do a lot for me.” Cynthia and Larry both nodded and smiled at the compliment.

“What would you like for us to find for you, sir?” asked Elaine. “I need you to find out all you can about a woman who calls herself The Cat.” Nelson replied. “The Cat?” Elaine said, raising an eyebrow, “Who’s that?” “That is what I want you and your expert staff to find out for me.” Nelson answered. “May I ask why, your Honor?” she asked. “Miss Spivey, may I speak with you in private?” he requested. “Certainly, Mr. Mayor, please follow me.” Elaine answered. As Nelson followed her into the small private office, Cynthia noticed that his eyes were focused on Elaine’s firm, round, gently oscillating derriere, made more pronounced by the tight black skirt she had chosen to wear. Cynthia smiled and thought, “Turn it on, girlfriend!”

After they both had entered the small office and closed the door, Elaine invited Nelson to have a seat. He did so and she asked, “So, what’s all this “Cat” business? Why come to me? Aren’t the police looking for her? From what I hear she’s a murderer!” “I don’t want a criminal profile on her per se.” the Mayor said, “I want a complete history on this cat-lady from the first reported sightings to her current activities. Newspaper articles, eye-witness statements, police reports, everything.”

“Why all the interest, Mr. Mayor?” said Elaine. “Off the record?” Nelson asked. “Yes, off the record.” she replied. “I don’t know why, but I feel I can trust you for some reason.” Nelson said, “Have we met before?” “I don’t travel in the same circles you do, sir.” said Elaine, avoiding a direct answer. “Hmm, well anyway, I think I’m falling for her, but I don’t really know her.” Nelson explained, “I mean we haven’t spent a lot of time together, but the time we have been together has been so intense that I think I’m forming a bond to her that I haven’t felt since…” “Since your wife passed away.” said Elaine finishing his sentence. “Yes, how did you know?” he asked. “I lost someone dear to me also, a long time ago.” she said, “I can sympathize.” “Who was it that you lost, if I may ask?” said Nelson. “My husband, but I don’t like to talk about it.” she answered. “Of course, I’m sorry. Believe me, I understand. Can you help me?” asked Nelson.

“Yes, we’ll do what we can, sir.” Elaine replied. “Please, call me A.J.” he said. “Listen, I’ve got a meeting at 10 a.m. that should be over around noon. Would you like to join me for lunch at Pegasus Taverna?” A.J. asked. “Yes, I’d love to A.J.” Elaine said with a sweet smile, “But I thought you were falling for The Cat. Why ask me out?” Elaine wondered. A.J. smiled and said, “A sensible question. I have two reasons: One, I really can’t ask her to lunch, because I can’t contact her, she just kinda shows up. And two, I know this maybe kind of forward, you are a strikingly attractive woman and I’d like to get to know you better, professionally as well as personally.”

“I hope this isn’t going to be dangerous for me!” Elaine said, “I’d hate to have this cat-lady pop up from nowhere and rip me to pieces!” “She would never hurt you, Elaine.” A.J. said, with a frown, “She’s not a murderer. She only kills…executes evil people who won’t mend their ways. She wouldn’t harm you, even if she was jealous.” “Sorry, A.J., I didn’t mean to offend you.” Elaine said. “It’s OK, see you at noon?” A.J. asked. “Sure, I’ll meet you there.” said Elaine. “Oh, no, I’ll send a car. Do you have a card? I’ll have him call you down.” "Oh, sure! Here you are.” Elaine said handing him her business card. “See you later.” A.J. said, shutting the door behind him.

Alone in the office, Elaine grinned widely, thinking, “He defended me! He actually defended me, that sweet man! God, I love him so much! But, who does he love, me or The Cat? I suppose we’ll find out!”

TO BE CONTINUED…

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Hey guys!

I removed the pictures of the beautiful Arianna because they were really making it hard to read the story. I'll put them back on when I can shrink them down a little. Enjoy the story! :-D

superpics4les · 18 years ago

I'm testing the size of the photos of this absolutely gorgeous woman! She fits my description of Elaine to a tee, except for the green eyes and jet black hair. enjoy!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Hey guys!

Here's another photo of Ms. Arianna. I used Paint to turn her eyes green like Elaine's, but I don't have the expertise for the black hair, sorry.

So, use your imagination! She inspires that anyway!

The next update is forthcoming, probably within the next couple of days. Seeya! 8)

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's the latest! Enjoy! :-D

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 5

The Mansion of Baroness Lillia von Klempur

Konrad DeLaine was exhausted after two and a half hours of lovemaking with The Baroness. He lay next to her sleeping, as she watched him. The Baroness was happier than she could ever remember being in the history of her 1000 years of existence. She just couldn’t stop smiling. But something did disturb her. All during their sexual escapade, Konrad had told her that he loved her and although she felt the same way, yet she couldn’t seem to give it voice. “Why can’t I tell him I love him?” she thought, “What is blocking the words? I feel it more deeply than I ever have before, why can’t I say it?”

Just as she was thinking this, DeLaine awakened and turned toward her. He too couldn’t stop smiling. He felt as though he was reborn, as if his life had begun over again. DeLaine reached for her and she moved toward him, nuzzled his neck and laid her head on his breast. Konrad said, “Mistress, that was the most intense sexual fulfillment I have ever experienced! I’m so overwhelmed I can barely find the words, so I’ll just say this for probably the hundredth time today, I love you!” The Baroness still smiling, looked up into DeLaine’s eyes and replied, “Konrad, my name is Lillia, say it for me.” “No, my love. I will call you Lily,” he said, “because you are my beautiful flower.” She climbed on top of him and looked deep into his eyes and said, “Call my name.” He pulled her close and whispered, “Lily…Lily…Lily.” Each time she spoke her name, he kissed her.

The Baroness’ heart could take no more. She rolled off him and tossed the golden coverlet and crisp white linens aside. She stood and made a motion with her hand toward the gold and purple silk robe that lay on the edge of the bed. It seemed to come to life and wrapped itself around her, covering her lovely nude body.

DeLaine sat up and said, “Lily, what is it? Did I say or do something wrong?” Lillia replied, “No, Konrad, it’s not you, it’s…” She flopped onto the gilded sofa and began to weep uncontrollably. Konrad jumped up from the bed, threw on his smoking jacket and ran to her side. He went to his knees in front of her and held up her head with both hands, drying her tears with his thumbs.

“My Lily, what on earth is the matter? Please tell me!” Konrad pleaded. “Haven’t you noticed that whenever you tell me how much you love me, I never say it in return?” Lillia replied. “Well, now that you bring it up, yes I have.” DeLaine said. “That’s because I can’t make my mouth form the words!” she said through her tears, “I’ve tried I don’t know how many times, but I just can’t say it! I don’t understand! The feelings are there, I know it! It just won’t come out of my mouth!” Konrad thought for a moment and then smiled.

“What is it?” Lillia asked, “Do you know why this is happening to me?” “I think so,” said DeLaine, “I’m not a vampire. I’m still a mortal. Mortals are food to you, Lillia, so your mind has put up a mental block that won’t allow you to say that you love me!” “Then I have a solution,” Lillia said hesitantly, “let me…turn you.” Konrad stood up from his kneeling position and sat down next to her.

“Lillia, I love you more than my own life.” He said, “I would gladly sacrifice my life, if it meant saving yours, but I don’t want to be a vampire. I don’t want to kill people so that I can survive at the cost of their lives. I don’t want to be a …” “Monster?” said Lillia, finishing the sentence, “That’s what you were going to say isn’t it??”

“No, Lily, that’s not what I was going to say!” Konrad said, “I was going to say afraid of the daylight! How could you say such a thing! You know I love you! You proved it to yourself, baby!” “I’m sorry, Konrad sweetheart,” she said embracing him, “I think you’re right, but if you won’t turn, what can we do? If we remain together this way, eventually you’ll age and die! I don’t want to be alone again! I want you with me forever!”

Konrad’s heart sank. “I don’t know what we should do, Lily.” He said holding her close, “I need to go home, to have time to think.” “Please don’t leave me, sweetheart!” Lillia cried, “I don’t want to be empty anymore! I need you!” “Lily, relax!” Konrad reassured her, caressing her face, “I’m just giving us some time to think about what we should do to keep this relationship going. Keep in mind one thing, Lily, I love you. That’s not going to change until either you or I are dead…er or cease to exist, oh you know what I mean!”

Lillia broke into laughter. “Thank you, sweetheart, I needed that!” she said, “How long will you be gone?” “No longer than a day or two,” he replied, “after all, I’ve got to keep the empire running! Besides, I need to get more clothing. Can’t be naked all the time!” “Wanna bet?” Lillia said, her red eyes glowing softly. “Oh, behave!” said Konrad doing his best Austin Powers imitation.

Konrad dressed himself and gathered his few things together. He walked to the door, where Baroness Lillia was waiting for him. “Two days, no longer, right?” she asked. “Absolutely. Do you think I can stand to be away from you any longer than that?” he said. “You won’t have to worry about that.” she said, “If you’re not back by that time, I’m coming to get you! And Mister DeLaine, if you make me come after you, you’ll be up to your neck in trouble!” “Oh, shut up and kiss me, Lily!” Konrad said with a smile.

“OK, here’s a little something to think about while you’re gone!” she said with a grin. Lillia walked a few steps away and threw off her robe and stood revealed in her sheer, glistening black bodystocking. She hissed at him softly, her red eyes glowing. “Aww, Lily, that’s not fair, baby!” Konrad said sadly, “How can I possibly leave while you’re wearing that...Oh God give me strength...that thing??” “All’s fair in love and war, snookums!” Lillia said with a smile, “Now, come over here and kiss me, Konrad DeLaine. Then, leave, if you can!”

*****

The large manor home of the powerful underworld boss MacKinzie ”Mac the Knife” Ross was located in the prestigious suburb of Bloomfield Hills, Michigan. Mac Ross had the house built with his own security foremost in his mind. All of the windows were Armourlite IV, three inches thick, the doors, though decorative, were solid core steel with locking bolts that went four inches into the frame of the house itself on all four sides. The electronic countermeasures were equally as impressive. The grounds were covered by a laser net after 11:00 p.m., as was the roof on its flat areas.

The 10 foot high perimeter fence was electrified and patrolled constantly by heavily armed guards on split shifts. After Mac was in for the night, he would retire to the master suite and turn on the house’s heat and motion sensors, ensuring that no one could move in the house without the code keys carried only by the armed guards patrolling the inside of the home and Mac himself.

The final piece of security, besides the fully loaded MAC-10 machine guns Mac kept in the master suite with him at all times, was the electrified floor mats that ran the width and length of the only hall access to the suite. When active, anyone not having a code key to disarm the system at the card access panel at the end of the hall, would be fried to a crisp by 500,000 volts coursing through their body at 100 amps of pressure.

Mac decided to turn in early that night, unaware that The Cat had come for him and nothing would deter her from unleashing her feline fury upon him. The Cat had watched the house for several days, observing the routine of the guards and Ross himself. The Cat thought, “This will be quite a challenge, even for me!”

The Cat’s cloaking ability did not come through technology, but through hypnosis. She was able to cloud the minds of anyone near her through sheer force of will and not be seen. Electronic eyes could not be fooled by her mind, so she carefully noted where the cameras were and even detected the hidden ones with her hyper-senses.

The Cat leapt over the 10 foot fence with ease and landed with pinpoint accuracy on the veranda, adjacent to the pool area. A guard approached her position, but still did not see her due to the cloak. The Cat needed his coded keycard, so she waited for him by a hedge near the rear door that led to the kitchen. She meowed like a small kitten. The guard smiled, slung his automatic rifle and began looking for the animal. The Cat sprang out upon him while still cloaked and wrapped her sleek, powerful hosed legs around his neck. She scented no evil from him, just a man doing what he was paid to, so she simply squeezed him into unconsciousness.

Removing the keycard clipped to the man’s lapel, The Cat inserted the card in the reader slot and entered through the kitchen door. Knowing her mind cloud wouldn’t fool the cameras or the motion sensors, she ceased the cloak and moved stealthily through the kitchen in complete darkness, her cat’s eyes seeing everything as if it were noonday.

She made her way to the basement where security was lightest, and found the main power junction box. The Cat was about to cut the main power conduit when she noticed a faint humming sound coming from the wall. She followed the sound to its source. She depressed the wall in a hidden spot. The cinder block wall opened to reveal a large red enameled metal box that was the source of the humming sound. It had two thick power conduits coming out of it, one headed for the outer wall and the other toward the main junction box. “That clever little mouse!” she thought with a grin, “He’s got an emergency backup generator system! Smart, but not smart enough!”

The Cat slashed the conduits from the generator system with her razored claws, moved the wall back to its original position and padded back to the main box, clawing the conduits there in two as well. The lights everywhere in the house and the surrounding grounds went out. Mac didn’t panic until after the 10 second delay when the emergency generator was supposed to kick in.

He called down to the guard station on the first floor with the battery powered intercom. “Luigi, Tony! Get down to the basement and check the power, NOW!” Mac ordered. “You got it, Boss! C’mon Tony!” said Luigi. Tony followed his brother Luigi Cantoni down the hallway to the basement door. “Be ready for anythin’, Tony! A’right?” whispered Luigi. “Hey fugeddaboddit, Luigi! Just open da freakin’ door! OK?” Tony shot back. Both men had their 9mm autos aimed down the sides of their flashlights as they crept down the stairway to the pitch dark basement.

Luigi and Tony Cantoni were fraternal twins. They didn’t look alike but they both weighed in at about 280 pounds, but stood 6’4” and 6 foot even, respectively, Tony being the shorter of the two. The brothers reached the bottom of the stairs and looked around for the power box. Tony found the box and called for Luigi. Luigi started toward him but never reached him. “Luigi…Luigi? Where are you?” Tony called out.

There was no answer, only the sound of ripping claws. “LUIGI!” Tony screamed. He ran toward the sound of the clawing but it stopped abruptly. Tony was shocked to see a pair of glowing green eyes staring at him. A sultry female voice said, “I sense no evil in you, only the odor of sin. Stay back or die!”

“Who da heck are you, lady?” Tony asked cocking his weapon. “I am The Cat.” she said, “I have come for your employer, MacKinzie Ross. I have no quarrel with you. Step aside or be killed with him!” “Hey, you’re that cat-lady who killed “Evil” Ernie, ain’tcha?” asked Tony. “Right first time, paisan.” The Cat answered, “Why, are you looking for revenge?”

“For him? Heck no! I just wanted to say thanks!” Tony said, “Dat guy was really bad news, I think everybody’s glad he’s dead! My question is, what did you do to my brother?” “Oh, he’ll be fine in about an hour.” The Cat replied, “I just scratched him up and took a little blood from him. Am I going to have to do the same to you, paisan?”

“No, ma’am!” said Tony, “Help yourself, buona appetito! Give him a little nip for me!” “Thank you, Tony, I will!” she said passing by him. “One thing though, if I see you doing this job anymore, I may have to make a midnight snack out of you. You’re a nice guy, Tony. Find another line of work, paisan or next time I might be coming after you! Meowwrr!” The Cat kissed Tony on the cheek as she swiftly padded past him and up the stairs. Tony’s knees went weak and he said, “Mama Mia!”

On the main floor there were four more guards, but with the power out, The Cat didn’t even need to cloak herself. She just softly slinked past them, her shimmering black hosed feet making no sound. After creeping around two more patrols, she finally reached the top floor and the hallway leading to the master suite. As The Cat approached the single hallway leading to the master suite, her hyper sensitive, highly directional ears picked up an extremely faint humming sound.

The Cat looked down at the floor of the hallway at the ornate oriental runner that went the length and breadth of the space between the hall that led to the stairs, and the one that led to the master suite. “I don’t believe it!” she said in amazement, “this little mouse has another generator just for this floor! The mat is still electrified!” Sure enough, The Cat saw light coming from under the door to the master suite. The Cat smiled and reached for the code key she had taken from the guard in the pool area and inserted it in the card reader slot on the wall adjacent to master suite hall. The small LCD screen on the reader said, “CODE KEY INVALID: ACCESS DENIED” The key didn’t work, though she tried it a couple of more times.

The Cat smiled again, because this was not the only coded keycard she had taken. The reason she kissed Tony was not necessarily because he was such a nice guy, but because her cat’s eyes noticed that his card key was different from the poolside guard’s keycard. She deduced that if the inside guards and the ones outside had different keycards, then the private areas would probably not be accessible to someone who patrolled the pool area outside, but most likely would be to someone like Tony or Luigi.

Tony’s keycard worked and the humming stopped. The Cat cloaked herself in a mind cloud that made her the spitting image of Tony Cantoni in case the cameras in the hall were still working also. She moved to the door of the suite and knocked. “Yeah, who is it?” asked Ross. “Boss, it’s me Tony, can I come in?” The Cat answered in Tony’s voice. “Sure, c’mon in!” he answered, releasing the door lock. She entered the suite and closed the door behind her.

Mac Ross was sitting at his computer,in his underwear, looking at what appeared to be some accounts, his back to the door. She approached to within 10 feet of him, then suddenly he whirled around brandishing two MAC10 submachine guns fully loaded with 50 shot magazines. “OK, who are you?” Ross demanded, “I know you ain’t Cantoni! Tony and Luigi make more noise than a herd of elephants comin’ down that hallway! Plus, they always sink about two inches with every step on this kind of carpet, you’re barely makin’ a dent in it!”

“I’m impressed, Mr. Ross. Most people don’t see through my disguises so quickly.” The Cat said in her own voice. Ross was momentarily disoriented hearing a sexy female voice come from Tony’s massive body. This momentary distraction gave The Cat the split-second she needed to completely disappear from view. Ross sprayed the entire room with bullets in a 360 degree pattern. “Well, missy? Did that impress you too?” said Ross with confident grin. “Impressive try, at least,” The Cat said tauntingly, “But you missed your target. I’m right next to you and you’re empty! MMROWRR!”

The Cat dropped her cloak and clawed both of Ross’ hands. He dropped the guns to the floor. She seized him by the throat and lifted his 5’7” frame easily off the floor. She squeezed his windpipe causing Ross to make a gurgling choking sound. She brought Ross close enough to her mouth to whisper softly in his ear, “In case you didn’t know, I’m The Cat, and I’ve come to make you pay for your evil ways.” With a loud feline hiss, she tossed him over his sofa, onto the leaded glass top coffee table on the other side, shattering it to pieces. Ross sat up rubbing his throat, as The Cat slowly approached him, claws and fangs bared. “I know who you are, but aren’t you supposed to give me the chance to change my ways or something?” asked Ross.

The Cat pounced on him, hissing and clawing his upper torso. She used her powerful furred tail to pick him up by both legs and throw him clear to the other side of the room onto his large king sized bed. The Cat followed him and with a powerful leap, landed on top of him, her silken covered toes sinking deep in his soft stomach. With the wind knocked completely out of him, Ross coughed and tried to get his breath back.

The Cat answered his question, “I usually do provide my prey three chances to turn from their evil ways, but I can smell your evil, Mackie-boy, and I could pick up your foul, disgusting stench from the East side of Detroit! If you truly wanted to change there would be a difference in your scent, and there isn’t one here, my little mouse! MMEOWRRAWRR!”

The Cat began to treat Ross the most merciless clawing she had ever given for the space of two minutes. It was filled with anger, hurt and revenge, not so much for his many crimes, including murder, but for causing pain to the man she now loved. After the razor sharp mauling, she noticed a change in his scent. She thought he was dead, but then she looked into his eyes. They were pleading, penitent eyes. The mauling had given Mac Ross the incentive to change his ways and she could smell it.

She lowered her face to his right ear and said, “Little mouse, can you hear me?” “Yes.” Ross replied weakly. “Do you truly wish to change your ways?” she asked. “Yes, I do.” he said. The Cat sighed and said, “Then according to the will of God, I must give you that chance. I was really looking forward to devouring your heart tonight, but since I detect a change in your scent, you leave me no choice.”

The Cat looked deep into Ross’ eyes. There was no deception, he truly was repentant. “I must link us together, so I can keep an eye on your progress.” The Cat said, “You will have 30 days to demonstrate a significant turnaround in your behavior. If you succeed, the link will dissolve and you will be free to live your new life. If you fail, the clawing I gave you tonight will be a light pleasantry compared to the agony you will suffer at my hands. Get the picture?” “Yeah, widescreen and in Dolby stereo!” replied Ross with a hard swallow, “So how do we link up?”

The Cat smiled baring her needle sharp fangs with a feline hiss. “Oh, no! Not that, please, not that!” Ross begged. “Oh, yes!” The Cat teased, licking her fangs. “Will it hurt much?” asked Ross timidly. “Only if you move too much.” She replied, “Ready?” “I guess so.” Ross said reluctantly. The Cat hissed softly and brought her mouth to his throat. She sank her fangs into his neck piercing the jugular vein. The Cat drank deeply for about 30 seconds, her soft lips forming a tight seal over the bleeding vein.

After she had taken enough of him, The Cat licked the wound closed and it healed almost instantly. “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” The Cat asked him. “Well, not as bad as I thought,” he replied, “but it still hurt!” “Hmmph! Typical male response!” she countered, “I give you the clawing of your life and you think a little nip hurts! You big baby!”

“Is that all there is to it?” Ross asked. “Not quite, Mr. Ross, now you must taste my blood!” replied The Cat. “Aww, man! I gotta drink blood?” he complained, “Is there no other way?” “Nope. Wanna reconsider, I can always eat you if you like. Meowrr.” The Cat said licking her full pouting lips. “No, no, no! I’ll taste it, I’ll taste it!” he quickly replied.

The Cat cut the end of her right index finger with her thumb claw and stuck it in Ross’ mouth. Ross took the blood into his mouth slowly at first, and then began sucking on it like a baby on a bottle. “OK, that’s enough!” she said, removing her finger. “That wasn’t bad! It was sweet!” he said. “Oh, bet you say that to all the cat-girls!” The Cat teased. She leapt off Ross’ abdomen and headed toward the door. The Cat stopped when she noticed the computer screen.

“Who’s ‘The Baroness’?” she asked him. “She’s the babe in charge, sweetheart!” he replied. “Did she order the Mayor’s family murdered?” “No, that was my call.” Ross said, “She was furious when she heard about it and told me if I ever did something like that again without consulting her, she’d rip my throat out! She’d do it too, she’s a vampire. A real one!”

“A vampire? In my city?? Where is she?” The Cat demanded, pulling Ross by his tee shirt. “Somewhere in Grosse Pointe! That’s all I know, I swear!” he replied quickly. “Thanks, Mac. I guess I owe you one.” she said, releasing him, “Keep in mind, we’re linked now. I can feel you, wherever you are. Be good. The Cat is watching you. Meow.” The Cat’s beautiful green eyes glowed while she did a small finger wave. She slowly faded from view, the last thing to disappear were her glowing eyes.

The Cat reasoned that the Baroness might be responsible for the recent disappearances of young women in the metro Detroit area. Originally she thought they might be runaways, but this new information about a vampire caused her to think differently. “It’s been a very long time since I last killed a vampire,” she thought, “I hope this one will be as tasty as the others!”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

Another excellent chapter as usual! Perfect set up for the upcoming meeting between the Cat and the Baroness. I'll be hanging on the edge of my seat until the next chapter comes out. Keep up the GREAT work and thanks for sharing your writing talents with us!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Thanks Doubleb! The next chapter should be up in a week or so. I've got to work on SHADOW vs CLAW, we're near the end on that one! Seeya! 8)

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! 8)

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 6

The Manoogian Mansion, home of the Mayor of Detroit, MI

The Cat walked past the contract security personnel at the Manoogian very easily. The mind cloud not only hid her visual presence but most of her sound also, although her sleek hose covered feet made almost no sound even while uncloaked. She made her way to the Mayor’s bedroom and entered the suite. She ceased her mind cloud and reappeared. A.J. was still fast asleep. It was about 4:30 a.m.

She silently slinked up on him and lay on his bed without stirring him. The Cat decided to play with him a little, so she mentally called Delilah, his little black and white cat. She told Delilah to lick his nose and awaken him, while she cloaked herself. The cat did as she was instructed and when he awakened, The Cat spoke as if she was Delilah!

“Good morning, master!” ‘Delilah’ said. Without realizing it A.J. asked Delilah, “What time is it?” The Cat almost laughed out loud, but held it in. “Oh, about 4:30. Why, is it too early to feed me?” she asked. “Well, yes it’s…WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?” “There’s no need to shout, master. I’m right here.” ‘Delilah’ replied. A.J. looked at the cat sitting on his bed, who returned his stare and cocked her little head to one side and meowed. “You didn’t just talk to me, did you, Dee?” asked A.J. “Yes,” she replied, “I said I’m hungry, mouse-boy!”

A.J.’s eyes rolled back in his head and he said, “Caaat! Now cut that out!” The Cat dropped her cloak laughing hysterically. With tears of laughter coming from her beautiful green eyes, she said, “If only I had a camera to capture your face when you woke up!” “Well what did you expect at 4:30 a.m.? Coherency?” A.J. chuckled. “Well, that wasn’t as funny as you asking Delilah what time it was!” The Cat said kicking the air with laughter, “I nearly wet myself holding in the laugh on that one!”

“Yeah, yeah, very funny!” said A.J., “I should call the guards and have you arrested for trespassing.” “Oh, you don’t want to do that, do you?” she asked with a sly grin, “If you do that, they’ll put me in jail and I’ll be away from you for a long, long time! Then I won’t be able to do…this!” The Cat threw back the covers and began stroking A.J.’s hairy leg with her own shimmering, sleek black hose covered leg and foot.

“HA! You won’t get your way this time!” A.J. declared triumphantly, “I’ve built up immunity to your legs now! You won’t win this time!” “Meowwrr, is that so? Well, we’ll soon see about that!” said The Cat. She moved on top of him and started the simultaneous double leg torture. “Hisssss! How’s that mister smarty-mouse?” she asked. A.J. yawned. “Hmmm! This may take some strategy!” she thought. “Alrighty then! I guess we’ll have to go with the secret weapon right away!” she declared. The Cat began caressing his chest, neck, face and chin with her shiny black hose covered peds, gripping his chin and ears with her lovely toes.

This is the torture that won the first battle between the Mayor and The Cat, but this time it wasn’t even making a dent in his armor. A.J. yawned again and said, “Thanks for the massage, kitty-cat! Wake me when you’re done, would you?” The Cat narrowed her lovely eyes at him. “Grrowrr! Mock me will you? OK then, now you’re really gonna get it!” she growled, “Prepare for all out war, mouse-boy! Now I’ll use the ultra-secret weapon! MWAHAHAHAHA!” “Uh oh, I think I may have carried this immunity thing a little too far!” A.J. said to himself.

The Cat stood up on the bed and placed her shimmering foot on his groin. She smiled as she began softly moving her foot back and forth, periodically flexing and spreading her toes on the relatively unprotected area, covered only by his boxers. “Mrreowrr! Resist this, if you dare, mister smarty-mouse!” The Cat said continuing the foot & toe torture. A.J.’s eyes closed and his whole body shuddered and trembled under her relentless onslaught. To his credit, A.J. still didn’t give in! The Cat was impressed. She had been torturing men this way for over 200 years and had never seen this type of strength of will. She also was impressed with the response she was getting from her stimulation of the groin area! “Oh, I’ve got to marry this man!” she thought, “God, please let him ask me!”

The Cat stopped and sat down on the bed, her foot still in position to continue. Sssssso, mister man, you wanna surrender now or do you want more?” said The Cat smiling her most wicked smile. “If that’s your ultimate weapon, baby, do your worst!” he replied. “Oh, that’s not the ultimate, Mister Mayor, I’m only using one foot! Meeoowwrr!” “I surrender!” he yelled quickly.

After the obligatory tummy rub, The Cat’s demand for most victories she won over A.J., the two were sitting on the love seat, her head resting on his shoulder. A.J. looked as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders like Atlas. The Cat reached up and turned his face toward hers and gently kissed his lips. He smiled, but with a look as if he might weep at any moment. “A.J., what’s wrong?” The Cat asked.

“Cat, I have to do something now that I don’t feel good about, but if I don’t I’ll be doing you a disservice.” A.J. replied. “What is it?” she asked. “I don’t know how to say it.” He said. “Just do it,” she replied, “I’m a big girl, I can take it.” “Cat, we can’t…this has to be our last time together doing this.”

“Why A.J., have I done something wrong?” she asked, knowing what was coming. “Oh no! Please don’t ever think that!” A.J. said, while going to one knee in front of her, “You pulled me out of a depression that could have destroyed my very soul! You are a true friend.” “Just a friend?” she asked looking deep into his eyes. “That’s how I love you. As a friend.” he said, “I hope I’m not hurting you.”

“Well, sort of.” She said, “I thought we were growing closer than that, A.J.” “I know I did too!” A.J. answered, “But…I…I’ve met someone.” “Really? What’s she like?” The Cat asked, smiling internally. “Oh, Cat! She’s the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met besides my Livvie and you!” said A.J., “After I met her, I realized that what we have is an intimate friendship, but it can’t go beyond that. I mean, I don’t even know who you really are!”

“I see your point, A.J. I understand.” she said, “May I ask who my rival for your affections is?” “Her name is Elaine Spivey,” A.J. explained, “She works at…” “The Detroit Free Press.” The Cat said, completing his sentence. “Yes, that’s right! How did you know?” he asked. “She’s been trying to find out all about me.” The Cat replied, “When someone you don’t know does that you kind of check them out too.”

“Oh, I see.” said A.J. The Cat hesitated for a moment and asked, “How long have you known her?” “Only for about 3 weeks, but except for you, I’ve never formed such an instant bond with anyone before!” he answered. “Do you love her?” she asked hopefully. A.J. hesitated, but only for a fraction of a second, and answered, “Yes, I love her, deeply and truly, I do love her!” The Cat smiled and asked, “One more question, are you planning to marry this lucky lady?” “Funny you should ask that!” he replied, walking to his nightstand, “I went to Azar Jewelers in Oak Park just yesterday and picked up this!”

He held in his hand a small black velvet covered box. When he opened it, inside there was an exquisitely crafted platinum engagement ring with a 3 carat marquis cut diamond in the center and several baguettes on either side of it. “Oh my God! It’s gorgeous!” exclaimed The Cat. “Do you really think so?” A.J. asked, “I wanted you to see it before I gave it to her, to see if you think she’d like it.”

“Oh, I’m absolutely sure she’ll love it!” she answered. “What makes you so positive?” he asked. “I think Miss Spivey and I have many of the same tastes,” she explained, “We both have extraordinary taste in men, for example.” A.J. smiled at that remark. “We both like to wear black, I’ve seen her in it, and she looks scrumptious.” The Cat said. “When did you see her in black?” asked A.J.

“Looking in the mirror the day we met, my love.” said The Cat. “Huh? Oh, no! It can’t be!” exclaimed A.J. The Cat smiled and pulled her mask off. “Hi, baby.” she said softly. A.J. knocked himself in the head with his palm. Elaine grinned at him and wiggled her eyebrows up and down. “You little stinker! You little alley-cat stinker! I’m taking this ring back to the store first thing this morning!” he said in mock anger. Elaine smiled and said, “You do and I’ll claw you into itty bitty pieces and feed you to Delilah!” “Oh, yeah?” said A.J. “You better believe it, mister! Gimme that rock, mouse-boy! Rrrrrr.” Elaine replied, sliding her tongue across her teeth and fangs. “Come and get it, kitty-cat!” said A.J. grinning. “With pleasure! Mrrowrr!” she said as she leaped on him.

They shared the longest kiss they could ever remember giving each other since they met. Immediately afterward, Elaine said, “Please forgive me A.J., I needed to know if you loved me or The Cat! I…” A.J. put his finger on her soft ample lips and said, “Baby, I understand! There’s nothing to forgive, sweetheart! I love you so much!” “A.J. you really don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that!” said Elaine with tears in her eyes, “I’ve loved you since I met you and I’ve been waiting for you for 200 years!” “OK, now you’ve really lost me!” said A.J.

“Let me make another confession, A.J.” said Elaine. Elaine told him about her beloved murdered husband, Ben being his
great-great-great-great grandfather. She told A.J. that Ben had a son he never knew about due to the selling of his wife to another owner. “A.J., I knew my 200 years of waiting had reached its end when my angel Kamroel showed me your face on the TV screen that night.” Elaine said, her voice trembling, “You are the very image of my Ben. But that’s not why I love you. I know Ben is dead and gone many years ago. I love you because you are a good man, one who cares and a man of honor and integrity.” Elaine smiled and said, “Besides, only a man of honor would have given up the fun we’ve had to be faithful to Elaine.” “You’re dad gum skippy, baby!” said A.J. They both laughed.

“So, Mr. Mayor, when, uh, you gonna pop the question?” asked Elaine. “Well, since you spoiled the surprise kitten, I don’t really know.” A.J. replied. “OK fine, but the sooner you ask, the sooner I can say…yes!” Elaine said. “In that case…” said A.J. getting to one knee and opening the ring box again, “Elaine Patrice Spivey, will you do me the great honor of being my wife?” Elaine teared up immediately and said, “Yes, but the honor is mine, my love.”

A.J. removed the exquisite ring from its box and went to place it on her finger but stopped. “What is it, sweetheart? Not getting cold feet already are we?” she asked smiling down at him. “No, but I can’t put this on you quite yet.” He answered. “Why not, baby?” she asked. “I think you need to, uh, change.” A.J. said with a smirk. Elaine looked at her hands; they still were The Cat’s paws! “Duh!” she said out loud. Elaine concentrated for a second and gone were the paws, ears and tail of The Cat. A.J. smiled and slid the ring on her finger.

He looked up into her beautiful green eyes. They were glowing softly. “I never thought I would marry the most beautiful woman in the world!” A.J. said. He stood and held her tightly and whispered, “I love you, Elaine.”

“Hey, how’d it go with Ross? Did he suffer much before you killed him?” asked A.J. “A.J., you’d better sit down.” said Elaine. “Why do I have the feeling I’m not going to like this?” he asked sitting on the love seat. Elaine sat next to him and explained that she was well on the way to making the kill and Ross’ scent suddenly changed. She explained that she was obligated by divine mandate to allow him 30 days to make significant progress or he would then die.

A.J.’s face was a mask of confusion and frustration. “How can you be sure he didn’t trick you somehow?? That he faked the scent change??” he exclaimed, “This man murdered my family!! How could you let him live??” “I had to because I’m not just a vengeance machine, A.J.!!” Elaine shot back, “I have a code given to me by God that I’ve followed for 200 years and as much as I love you, I will not alter that code, ever!!”

“I wanted him dead as much as you do, because he hurt you, he destroyed your family and I wanted revenge for your pain and anguish…because I love you so much!!” Elaine said, tears streaming down her face. A.J. saw how anguished she was and his anger abated almost instantly. He took her in his arms and said, “Oh kitten, I’m so sorry! I was being selfish! I thought only of my pain, not remembering how much you shared it! Forgive me.”

Elaine looked up into his eyes and smiled, as he wiped away her tears. She said, “Of course I forgive you. How can I stay angry at you for something I felt myself? I wanted to feast on his heart that night for what he’d done to you…to us! I wanted to rip him to pieces, but I had to follow my code, the code of The Cat!”

“And I respect you for it!” said A.J., “Most people would have thrown the book out of the window on this one, but you’re not most people and that’s why I love you!” They kissed again and were content to sit in each other’s arms all morning. Then Elaine looked at the clock on the dressing table. It was 7:45. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed, “I’ll be late for work!” “Oh baby, I’m sorry I lost track of time too!” A.J. apologized, “How are you going to get home, change and be at the Free Press Building in 15 minutes?”

“Oh I have my ways.” Elaine said with a smirk, “Watch this!” Elaine touched the golden belt and envisioned herself in a different outfit. The green jewels glowed and there was a flash of light. The Cat’s sleek garments were gone and Elaine stood dressed in something similar to what she wore when she first met A.J. “How’s this?” she asked him. “Rowr!” he replied smiling. Elaine grinned and said, “Behave yourself, mouse-boy! I’ve got to go to work now!”

“You gonna keep that job?” he asked. “Until we get married, yes.” She replied. “Well, get to planning, baby! I don’t know how much longer I can wait!” A.J. said. “Oh I’ll get Cyn to help me.” Elaine said, “It shouldn’t take more than a month to 6 weeks.” “Besides, the longer it takes, the longer I get to tease and torture you ‘til your head explodes!” she said with an evil grin.

“Aw baby, that ain’t right! You better behave yourself!” “Don’t worry my sweet little mouse, I wont bite you…hard!” she replied showing her fangs, “See you tonight! Meow!” Elaine started for the door and faded from view. The door opened and closed. “Oh boy, I‘m in for a very long month!” he muttered. The Cat’s disembodied giggle filled the room for the barest instant and disappeared. “You’re showing off again!” A.J. said with a smile. “Yessssss!” came the voice again. “Oh, now cut that out! That’s just plain spooky!” A.J. said. The giggle came again.

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The DeLaine Residence, Grosse Pointe, MI

Konrad DeLaine was worried. “Louis! Hurry up with that suitcase! Don’t you see what time it is?” Konrad exclaimed. “I’m terribly sorry, sir! I had to find the right size, sir!” the English gentleman’s gentleman said. “Please just pack it, Louis, and hurry, man, HURRY!”

Konrad was almost a day late in returning to the Baroness’ palatial home. The administration of his business empire had taken more time than he realized and there were certain other arrangements that had to be made as well. He simply needed more time. He had forgotten to get a number to call Lillia while he was away and didn’t want to return to speak to her about it because of her reluctance to let him leave in the first place. The sun had almost set on the third day he was away from Lillia’s side. He missed her terribly, but there were just some things that needed urgent attention.

“I think I’d like to meet a vampire, sir.” Louis said, “From what I’ve heard they’re quite fascinating.” Suddenly, a familiar sultry voice said, “Be careful what you wish for Louis, you may get it!” Both men turned and looked in the direction of the veranda. There stood Baroness Lillia von Klempur, hands on her luscious hips, her eyes blazing bright red. “Lily, let me explain, darling…” Konrad started.

“Darling? Get over here, both of you!!” she commanded. Lillia held out both of her gloved hands as if she was holding something. The two men were levitated over into her grasp. The Baroness lifted them both in the air by their throats. “Alright, my darling one, you want to explain?” she asked, “Fine. Let’s be comfortable while we talk!” “Sure, whatever you say, honey!” Konrad choked out.

Lillia took them both over to where the sitting area and bed were located. She dropped Louis on the settee and Konrad on the bed. She hissed loudly, leapt onto him and brought her mouth near to Konrad’s ear, dangerously close to his throat. “Now,” she hissed, “explain to me why you kept me waiting for you for one extra day. But I warn you, if don’t like what I hear, I’m going to sink these sharp fangs of mine into your soft warm throat, but this time your going to feel it, all of it!!”

“Alright Lily, when I first arrived at home 3 days ago, I started thinking about us.” said DeLaine, “I reached a decision and I ordered something…something for you. It just arrived today about, what, 10 minutes ago, Louis?” “15 minutes to be exact, sir.” Louis answered. “Thank you, Louis. I needed this article to make you a counter offer on your proposal, and I didn’t want to come back to your mansion without it!”

Lillia sat back, but still straddled Konrad. “So what is your counter proposal, Mister DeLaine?” the Baroness asked pointedly. “What I propose is an 50/50 arrangement and a merger of all our assets into one entity.” He said, “What do you think?” “I think you’ve lost your mind and I’m about to bite you, that’s what I think!” she answered. “So you don’t accept my proposal?” Konrad asked. “No, I don’t!” she said, her fangs slowly descending toward his throat. “Not even if we seal the deal with one of these?” he said, holding up a small object.

Lillia looked over her left shoulder and saw he was holding a black velvet box, which he had retrieved from his suit jacket pocket seconds earlier. Lillia held her head down for a moment, then lifted herself upright and asked, “That’s not what I think it is, is it?” “I’ll answer that question with a question.” Konrad said with a smile, “Baroness Lillia von Klempur, will you marry me?” he asked opening the ring box. Inside was beautifully crafted platinum and yellow gold engagement ring with a 5 carat Princess cut diamond in the center and diamond and ruby baguettes on either side.

“So you kept me waiting for an extra day, waiting for this so that you could make this insane proposal! Is that what you’re telling me??” she asked loudly. “Uh, yes?” Konrad said sheepishly. “Well, do you know what I have to say to that, Mister DeLaine?” she asked. “Right now, I’m really not sure!” Konrad replied. Lillia’s frown instantly melted away and became a bright smile and she shouted, “Yes, darling, yes, yes, YES!”

She kissed him passionately and when she stopped she said through tears of joy, “My darling Konrad, can you ever forgive me for being such a fool?” “I don’t know. I really think I shouldn’t go through with this at all.” he said, “What do you think, Louis?” “Oh, I don’t know, sir!” the old Englishman replied, “It was a bit much being carried across a room by one’s throat, if I may be so bold, sir!” “Hmm, quite so, quite so!” DeLaine agreed smiling. “Konrad DeLaine, if you don’t put that ring on my finger right this instant, I’m going to rip out both of your throats and drain you dry as a bone!” Lillia said with a razor sharp smile.

Konrad looked over at Louis and said, “You know Louis, I think it might be time to give her the ring.” “I concur! A quite judicious and may I add, much more pleasurable undertaking, sir!” said Louis. Lillia slipped off her left glove. Konrad removed the ring from its box and tossed the box to Louis. Konrad slipped the diamond ring onto her third finger.

Lillia closed her eyes and frowned, as if her head hurt. “Lily, what’s wrong? Are you OK?” Konrad asked. “Yes,” she replied, “I’m alright.” She shook her head and smiled. Lillia looked at Konrad with tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes glowing softly. “Konrad, I have something to tell you.” “What is it, my love?” he answered. Gazing intently into his eyes, she said softly, “I love you!” “Oh Lily!” Konrad exclaimed, “You said it! You said it!”

“Yes, my dearest Konrad!” she replied, “Seeing the ring on my finger must have unblocked my mind! Now I’ll say it ‘til you get tired of hearing it! I love you, I love you, I love you!” “I will never tire of hearing you say that!” he replied. Lillia kissed him again and whispered, “I want you, Konrad…now!” “Louis, that will be all for tonight. Thank you!” Konrad said. “Very good, sir! Have a pleasurable evening!” said Louis, closing the double doors to the suite as he backed out of the room.

Out on the veranda, two small red eyes had observed the whole tableau as it unfolded before them. The bat-creature, Hans, thought, “Oh dear, this is a tremendous turn of events! Mistress Anya and Mistress Tanya must know of this! Perhaps this is the break we have been waiting for!” Hans glided off into the night, headed back to the von Klempur mansion to report the news of the Baroness’ engagement.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

Totally awesome! The story just keeps getting better and better! Thank you!!!!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Folks, I am really sorry about not posting to this story in awhile, but as you may have seen I've been really busy with writing bios for Shining Star, finishing SHADOW vs CLAW and doing my first script ever with MH (Thanks for the opportunity BTW! I'm not worthy! :prayer:) Anyway, here it is! The next installment! Enjoy 8)

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 7

The von Klempur Mansion, Grosse Pointe, MI

Hans, the Bat-Creature, made his gliding flight back to the Mansion in record time. Upon landing, he ran with all deliberate speed to the dungeon to report the news about the happy couple. When he reached the lower parts of the house, Hans scented the air, looking for the Twins. When he caught their scent, he ran as fast as his pudgy little feet would carry him until he entered the assembly area for the Baroness’ group of deadly vampire lovelies.

This group of female vampire assassins was mostly made up of remnants from Dracula’s harem of brides or various pretty young ladies turned by either the Twins, in “recruiting” or the Baroness herself. Anya and Tanya were “inspecting the troops” when Hans ran into the room. “My humble apologies, Mistress Anya, Mistress Tanya! I must speak with you, it is most urgent!” Hans exclaimed breathlessly. “Oh, what is it, Hans?” said Tanya, “Can’t you see we’re busy?” “It is most urgent, mistresses!” he replied, “The opportunity we have been waiting for has presented itself, my ladies!” “Really?” said Anya smiling, her fangs glistening, “Assembly dismissed! Training for neophytes will resume in 2 hours! Come Hans, let’s see what those little ears and eyes discovered!”

After Hans had related the news of the Baroness’ impending nuptials, he and the Twins sat in the vampire girls’ chamber discussing their options. “You see how she has softened since the mortal arrived?” asked Hans, “She is no longer as strong as she had been before this time. It is the perfect time for you to overthrow her. The clans will surely rally to your support when they hear she has wed a mortal!”

“Quite right, Hans.” Anya agreed, “The entire structure of her power would erode once they hear this news!” “I disagree, Anya!” said Tanya, “She is nearly the last of the Pure Bloods. Most of the clan chieftains themselves are not pure born and they respect and fear her. Besides, she turned most of them herself, they are her bloodline! They would not dare turn against her without a very, very good reason and wedding a mortal is not sufficient enough to warrant staging a coup, sister dear!”

“Hmmm, you have a point, Tanya, several in fact in that statement!” admitted Anya, “If we failed, which we probably would, Lillia would have us butchered like cattle!” “Yes, sister dear.” Tanya said, “But suppose someone else killed Mistress Lillia; then we could run this empire she has built, ourselves and be completely unopposed by the clans! After all, we are her loyal and devoted servants and chief in her bloodline! We practically run it for her now anyway! The clans would not refuse our claim!”

“Brilliant, Mistress Tanya!” praised Hans, “But who is powerful enough to face our Mistress in battle? She is the most powerful vampire I’ve ever seen! There is no one, not even Dracula that could defeat her, especially once she is enraged! I saw their battle, if the brides hadn’t stepped in and gave most of their lives for him, Mistress Lillia would have killed Lord Dracula!”

“Yes Hans, we know how powerful she is!” said Tanya, “But she is not more powerful than the force of good that flows in the veins of The Cat!” “Tanya, have you lost your mind?” asked Anya, “If not for the mystic barrier that shields our evil scent from her, she would have killed us all already! You want to bring her here?” “No, no, no, sister!” said Tanya laughing, “We’re going to send Mistress Lillia to her!” “How will we do that, Mistress Tanya?” asked Hans.

“The plan is simple, Hans,” explained Tanya, “We will kidnap DeLaine and hold him in a secret place, while leaving evidence and swearing that The Cat took him. The Mistress loves him more than she loved Dracula! She will fly into a rage unseen for 75 years! She’ll go after The Cat and they’ll fight to the death!” “What if she asks The Cat about DeLaine?” asked Anya, “Won’t she find out she doesn’t have him?” “Anya, you’ve seen her like that!” replied Tanya, “She doesn’t talk, she kills!” “A well conceived plot, Mistress!” said Hans, “But what if the Mistress somehow wins the battle with The Cat?”

“Ah, that is the beauty of this plan, my little co-conspirator!” said Tanya, “If Lillia somehow defeats The Cat, we will bring her the clawed, mutilated and drained body of DeLaine to lay at her feet, explaining that he was left here before the battle, but after she left. Mistress Lillia will be completely drained from the battle and the sight of the love of her life dead at her feet, will push her into a depression that will leave her utterly demoralized. At that moment, Anya and I will attack and suck her completely dry, claw and mutilate her to make it look as if The Cat had destroyed her! So you see, whichever way the battle turns, we win, DeLaine dies, and there are no witnesses to the contrary! Only we and our most loyal followers will know the truth and, if necessary, they can be killed using the same method shortly after we take over, leaving just us three!”

“Truly inspired, sister!” complimented Anya, “Mother always said you were smart!” “Thank you, sister!” said Tanya, “So what do you say, Hans? Are you in?” “On a plan that can’t miss?” Hans remarked, “Of course, milady! You will have the full support of me and my brothers. We will keep the minions in line!” “Excellent!” said Tanya, “And Hans, as a special bonus, you and your brothers will get to devour all those not loyal to us once we take power!” Hans licked his chops and said, “We will obey all commands of our new Mistresses!” “Good, glad to hear it!” Tanya said, “Now, here is how we’ll begin our little plot…”

In the corridor, two sets of keen vampire ears caught every word that was said in the Twins’ chamber. The two minions then quietly padded away down the corridor on their shimmering, hose covered feet. Returning to their room, the two roommates discussed what they heard about the plot. “Man, they sure think big!” said Julia, one of the vampire minions, as she reclined on her bed. “You aren’t kidding!” said Rachel, the other minion, “These guys are serious! I think we should get out of here before the crap hits the proverbial fan, don’t you?” Rachel was the larger of the two with medium brown hair and stood nearly 6 foot tall. Julia was about 5’ 7” and a brunette with jet black hair.

They both wore the sheer, glistening red neck-to-toe bodystocking of a fully trained assassin minion of the von Klempur clan. The rest of the “uniform” consisted of a red metal choker, red PVC bustier that exposed the navel, tight red PVC gloves that stopped just below the elbow, a red velvet belt that held a red velvet loincloth, front and back; and a red full head mask that hid every feature except the minion’s red eyes, nose and sharp fanged mouth. The minion’s hair was pulled up thru a small hole at the top of the mask forming a topknot usually tipped with a death’s head weight at the end.

The neophyte assassins or ones in training that had been newly turned wore a similar outfit except black. Mistress Anya was in charge of the trained minions, assigning targets to be neutralized or ones that bore watching and receiving the reports of such activity. Mistress Tanya was in charge of training and development of those newly turned, deciding the strengths and weaknesses of a minion and where they would best serve the clan and the Mistress’ plans.

“Where are we gonna go Rachel?” asked Julia, “We can’t go back home! Both our families are dead! The mob saw to that!” “Yes, that’s true!” said Rachel, “It’s kinda funny, us ending up being roommates! Our fathers were hit men with rival factions of the same family, the Calabrese family, and then the Dons decide to kill both of them and their families!” “Yeah, then we wind up hiding in the same alley, get attacked by Anya and Tanya and wind up vampire assassin roommates!” said Julia laughing, “I mean what are the odds that we’d end up being friends!” “Mighty long, I tell you that!” added Rachel chuckling, “You know I’ve been thinking…” “You know that’s dangerous around here, Rache!” said Julia.

“Tell me about it!” replied Rachel, “The last minion I knew of that dared to think independent of the “party” line, got fed to those nasty little bat-thingys, and they don’t even leave bones!” “Yikes!” said Julia, “Do you think it’s true, about the bones I mean?” “From what we just heard, I really don’t want to wait around to find out!” said Rachel.

“Well, one of those little monsters gets outta line with me and I’ll…” Julia clenched her fists and long metal claws shot out from backs of both of her hands. “Oh God!” exclaimed Rachel, “Julia, why did you let them give you those things? You scare me out of a year’s growth every time you pop them out!” “Sorry Rache.” she apologized, “I just always wanted to be like one of those superheroes, y’know?”

“Well, yeah me too!” admitted Rachel, “I went to Gotham City once when I was a teenager and happened to see Batman and Robin in action! Robin was cute, I admit, but I wanted the Bat, baby! God, what hunk of man! If I think about it too long it’ll make my hose wet! I guess that’s why I let them give me that growth hormone therapy. I always was skinny and weak. Now, I can press 1500 to 2000 pounds without breaking a sweat!” “Wow Rache! That much?” asked Julia. “And more! I haven’t even tried too hard yet!” replied Rachel, “I always dreamed of being like Batman or even Batgirl!”

“Who’s to say we still can’t, Rache?” asked Julia, “I mean we’re powerful you and I! We could be partners, fight crime, save people…!” “Bite throats, suck blood?” Rachel interrupted, “Jules, we’re vampires, the undead, evil creatures of the night, remember? We kill people!” “Do you feel evil, Rache?” asked Julia, staring into her friends eyes. “I…I…Well, no! Not really, come to think of it!” Rachel answered. “Think about the people you’ve killed.” said Julia, “Scum of the earth, right?” “Yeah, they were bad people, Jules!” Rachel said. “OK, me too! That means so far we’ve performed a public service, right?” asked Julia. “You’ve got something here, keep going!” Rachel said, reclining on her bunk, rubbing her sleek hosed feet and legs together.

“The only blood we drink on regular basis comes from the heated storage facility, so we haven’t killed a single innocent person.” Julia explained, “So, what if we somehow only kill when we need to feed and then only those who are evil?” “How do we do that?” asked Rachel, “I don’t know who’s evil and who’s not! Suppose we make a mistake? Can we live with ourselves knowing we made that kind of error?”

“The Cat does it all the time!” said Julia, “Why don’t we ask her how she does it?” “Are you crazy, Jules??” Rachel asked, “She’d slaughter us both before we got near her!!” “Not if we don’t smell evil and I don’t think we do!” replied Julia, “We didn’t ask for this ‘gift’ and we certainly didn’t want to kill anyone. I don’t think she’d kill us right off and I think since we’re stuck like this, we ought to do something right with it, don’t you?”

“You’re right, Jules!” replied Rachel, sitting up, “We should! If you want to chance it, I’m with you, partner!” The two friends embraced and vowed they would try to escape if the opportunity presented itself. The opportunity knocked at the door at that moment. “Come in!” said Rachel. Mistress Tanya opened the door stepped in and closed the door behind her. Both girls stood and bowed. “Mistress Tanya, what can we do to serve you?” said Julia. “Girls, I need a favor of you.” said Tanya. “Whatever you need, Mistress!” said Rachel. “I need you two to be Mr. DeLaine’s personal guard!” said Tanya, “We believe there is a coup brewing among the bat-creatures which threatens our Queen’s life and her happiness! You see, she and DeLaine are to be married!”

“Really? Oh, I’m so happy for them!” said Julia, with Rachel smiling and nodding. “As are we all,” Tanya said with a pasted on smile, “But those infernal bat-creatures plan to kidnap DeLaine and kill him if we don’t to protect him. We must protect our Mistress’ happiness, mustn’t we, girls?” “Of course, Mistress Tanya!” said Rachel, “You can count on us! Right, Julia?” “Absolutely! We’re with you, Mistress!” agreed Julia. “I was sure you would be, girls!” replied Tanya. “When do we start?” asked Rachel.

“As soon as they return to the mansion.” answered Tanya, “I will assign you to the Mistress and Mr. DeLaine as an honor guard. When I tell you, you’ll take Mr. DeLaine to a very special place and keep him there until I contact you and let you know it’s safe, OK?” “Your wish is our command, Mistress!” said Julia. Both girls bowed reverently. “You both honor my faith in you!” said Tanya smiling, “Come here, both of you!” They approached her knowing what was coming next. Tanya embraced them both individually hissing softly and biting them both. The bite was meant to taste the truth and loyalty in their blood. They both passed the “taste” test.

Tanya smiled, bowed and left. The girls didn’t speak until their vampiric senses told them that Mistress Tanya was far enough away not to hear them. “Whew, I thought we were dead when she tasted us!” said Julia, “If you hadn’t telepathically told me to focus my thoughts on Mama and Papa, I think we both would have been pushing up daisies!” “That was the only thing I could think of that inspired feelings of loyalty strong enough to counteract the disgust we felt for her!” replied Rachel, “Well, here’s our opportunity, Julia! And I think I know how we can use it to our advantage!”

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Northwest side of Detroit, The home of Elaine Spivey

It had been a week since the Mayor proposed and the media was having a field day with the news. Part of the media hound brigade was going for the happier side of things, touting the love in the air and the wedding preparations, the other side, however was going through Elaine’s life with a fine tooth comb. Every job she’d ever had, every house she’d ever lived in, every church she’d ever walked into, they left no stone unturned. They even started going through her garbage. When Elaine saw that, she decided enough was enough. She called forth the stray cats from the neighborhood and had them attack, not severely, only the media hounds, the ones with cameras and tape recorders, that tried to came down the alley to get into her garbage or take photos through her windows.

Before the media found out, she told Larry and Cynthia, her staff at The Free Press. She was surprised at the reaction. She strolled into the office with her hands behind her back. Cynthia looked the devious grin on her face and said, “What are you hiding there, missy?” “Oh, nothing!” Elaine replied looking up at the ceiling. “OK, hands! Lemme see ‘em!” ordered Cynthia. Elaine held her hands out, palms up. “See, nothing!” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “Turn those hands over, smarty!” said Cynthia. “Oh, you mean like this!” Elaine asked. That’s when she saw the ring. Cynthia fainted.

“Oh, my God! Larry come in here, quick!!” Elaine shouted. Larry ran into the office from the records room. “What happened, Elaine? Is she OK?” Larry asked. “Yes, she’s fine! I think she fainted!” Elaine laughed. “What! Why’d she do that?” Larry asked. “Probably because of this!” Elaine said showing him the beautiful engagement ring. “Oh my Lord, you’re not serious!” said Larry. “Our little miss “I ain’t got time for a man” is engaged? I can see why she fainted!” Larry hugged her and began to cry.

“What’s all this for?” Elaine said smiling, looking into Larry’s eyes. “I’m just so happy for you, boss!” he said sniffling, “You seemed so down sometimes, so alone, and now you’ve found someone special to you. I’m just really happy for ya!” Larry pulled out his hanky and blew his nose loudly. The noise woke Cynthia who jumped up to her feet and hugged Elaine tightly and wept also. She shouted, “Girl, tell me everything!! Don’t leave nothin’ out, either!”

Elaine told them both about the proposal in general terms, but nothing really specific. This satisfied Larry and he walked away, going back to work with a smile on his face. Cynthia, however, was a different story. Cyn’s eyes narrowed and she said, “You’re still hiding something from me, aren’t you Elaine?” Elaine started to deny it and give her usual practiced avoidance speech, but suddenly thought differently.

“You know Cyn, you’re right.” said Elaine, “It’s time I told you the truth. But I wonder what will happen if I do! I love you Cyn, you’re my best friend, besides A.J., but I I’m afraid of what might happen to our friendship if I show you this secret!” Cyn smiled and said, “I think I already know what you’re going to tell me.” “What is it then?’ asked Elaine. Cyn leaned very close and whispered, “You’re The Cat.”

Elaine was very seldom surprised by Cyn’s behavior, but this time her jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Elaine called Cyn into her office and shut the door. Elaine threw her arms around her friend and wept. Cyn stroked her hair and replied, “It’s OK kiddo, your secret is safe with me!” Elaine released her and sat down, completely in shock. “How long have you known?” she asked. “Almost since we first met!” Cyn explained, “I’m from Louisiana, girl and even though I don’t believe in that voodoo stuff, I know I’m spiritually sensitive. I’ve always felt a powerful presence emanating from you Lainie, a protective presence that I was always drawn to. I’ve seen sometimes when evil things happen to good people, a rage comes on you. When that happens, for the barest instant, I’ll sometimes catch those pretty green eyes of yours glowing. Then, sometime later, the perpetrator usually ends up dead, mauled to death by The Cat.”

Elaine looked at her friend and said, “I’ve got a confession to make. I wanted to tell you for so long, but I…” “Thought I’d run off at the mouth and tell somebody.” Cyn said, completing her sentence. “Well, yes. I’m sorry, Cyn, but you do talk a lot, girlfriend!” replied Elaine giggling. “I know Lainie, but never, never about the serious stuff!” Cyn said, “I’d die before I’d reveal your secret, Lainie! All that noise I make is just for show!” “I guess I should have known that, and down deep I did, but I was scared I’d lose you!” said Elaine, “I mean the things I do to those people, the evil ones, it’s not pretty and the only reason I can do it, is I know that God is with me.”

"Well, now that we’ve got that out of the way, can I ask you something?” Cyn inquired. “Sure, anything.” Elaine replied. “Can you show me…The Cat?” Cyn asked sheepishly. “Yeah, I suppose so.” Elaine answered, “I guess I owe you that much for keeping my secret.” Elaine stood and backed up a couple of steps. She then touched the belt around her waist and the links changed to gold and the green jewels glowed. In a flash of light, Elaine became The Cat!

“Whoa.” Cyn said softly, “Lainie, I’d heard descriptions of you as The Cat, but I never knew you were this gorgeous! Does A.J. know?” “Of course, girl!” said Elaine, “I first met him as the Cat remember? Well, he wanted to break things off with The Cat to marry me, so that’s when I told him.” “Was he pissed at you?” asked Cyn. “No, not really. He was actually more relieved than anything else…”

Suddenly the door to the office flew open and there was Larry! Larry never knocked and Elaine always scolded him about it. Now there he was, staring in the face of The Cat! The Cat hissed loudly pointing a clawed finger in his direction. Larry smiled and his eyes glazed over. “Sleep.” she hissed at him. Larry fell to the floor, fast asleep. “Man, that comes in handy!” said Cyn, “But what do we do with him now?” “You…uh, wanna have some fun?” said The Cat. Cynthia smiled wickedly and nodded. “C’mere, here’s what we’ll do…”

When Larry awoke, he was securely tied to a chair in Elaine’s office. He looked up and saw Cynthia in the same predicament, but lying on the couch, near the far corner, seemingly unconscious. He looked at the clock on Elaine’s desk; it was 6:30 p.m. Everybody had gone for the day. Then he saw the dark silhouette of a female figure passing by the frosted glass of the office window, but heard no footsteps! He knew who it was! The door opened behind him and a sultry voice spoke to him. “Meow, it looks my other mouse is awake now!” said The Cat, “Now I can have my fun!” “Fun? What fun?” Larry said nervously. “The same kind of fun I have with all my prey!” she said, “Before I feed!”

That was Cynthia’s cue. She “woke up” in a panic. She looked at The Cat and went to scream, but The Cat jumped on her and clamped her paw-like hand over her mouth. The Cat looked back at Larry and said, “This is what happens to plump little mice that make too much noise!” The Cat hissed and brought her fangs down to Cynthia’s throat. Cyn sounded like she was crying, but she was laughing so hard, she thought she would wet herself!

“Shut up, willya I can barely keep a straight face now!” The Cat whispered to Cyn. The Cat bit the side of her lip to draw some blood and let it trickle down the side of her mouth. After about 2 or 3 minutes of making feeding noises, she raised her head and said, “Ahhhhh! That was refreshing! Now, for the main course! Mmrrrowr!” She rose off of Cynthia and slowly padded toward him allowing Larry to take in all of her silken smoothness. “So, do you like what you see, my little mouse?” asked The Cat, her paws slowly caressing her shiny upper body. “What’s not to like, besides the dying part!” said Larry.

“Sorry, but that’s what usually happens when all of a human’s blood is removed! Mrrowr!” she said when she reached him, “But I think I’ll take my time with you, my little mouse-boy!” The Cat sat on him straddling his hips. Larry popped a major boner. “Ooh, I sense a stiffness coming on!” said The Cat, “I think I’ll toy with you awhile before the big bite!” Larry gulped hard. The Cat purred and nuzzled Larry’s neck. It was almost more than he could stand, but he maintained himself.

“I have an idea!” said The Cat, “What’s your name little mouse?” “L…Larry.” he managed to get out. “OK Larry, here my deal.” The Cat purred, “I’m going to toy with you and tease you for 5 minutes, if you can keep from…releasing, I’ll let you live. If not, dinner is served, got it?” Larry nodded quickly. “Good! Let the game begin!” she said with a smile.

The Cat stood up and placed her shimmering black hose covered foot on Larry’s left shoulder. She slowly moved her sleek foot down to his chest and went back up toward his neck. Larry shuddered but he held firm, really firm! Cyn was having the hardest time playing dead. Periodically she would open one eye to watch, but close it just when Elaine would move so she could be seen by Larry. She wanted so badly to burst out laughing, but she too maintained well.

“Oh no!” thought Larry. The Cat was grinning and her eyes were glowing. She’d reached his crotch. The Cat moved her smooth shimmering foot back and forth in Larry’s most erogenous zone. After 3 minutes of the Cat’s torturous teasing, Larry still hadn’t let go. Elaine was impressed. The Cat said, “My aren’t we strong? But I must feed tonight, so I must give my all!” Larry looked with horror as The Cat began to spread her model perfect toes and gripped Larry’s groin area without mercy.

The Cat continued for another minute and a half. Larry still somehow kept his seed intact. He only had 30 seconds left. He just needed to hold out a little while longer and he’d win! But The Cat had one more trick up her paw for Larry! She hissed softly and sat on the desk. She moved Larry in front of her, winked at him and said, “Sorry mousie, but a gal’s gotta eat!”

The Cat began using both of her beautiful sleek hosed feet on his legs and groin. Larry held out 15 more seconds before he exploded. The Cat laughed and said, “Aww, so close! Another 15 seconds and you’d have been the first man to win my little game!” “Oh, just bite me and get it over with, don’t gloat!” said Larry dejectedly. “OK, ready or not, here I come!” she said with glee. The Cat hissed loudly again and thralled Larry. Cyn and Elaine could no longer stand it, they laughed so hard they both cried.

After laughing uncontrollably for 2 minutes straight Cyn asked, using her best Tonto impression, “What we do now kemosabe?” “Now ‘Tonto’ we open the blinds, set the clock back to 1 p.m. (the actual correct time), put Larry in the records room at his desk with a copy of the paper turned to a story of The Cat’s latest exploit in his damp little lap, and watch the fun!” said Elaine.

The Cat put the suggestion that it was all a wet dream brought on by the newspaper story in Larry’s mind, but also placed the command that he might want to knock on the office door before entering from now on. Elaine then changed back to her street clothes and, after Cyn made sure the coast was clear, carried Larry into the records room. Elaine sat him in his chair, put his feet up on his desk and placed the paper as she indicated.

Larry woke with a start. After he had checked his throat and satisfied himself that it was indeed a dream, he walked to Elaine’s office with the paper in front of him. He knocked on the door and Elaine told him to come in. “Boss, I need to go home and change.” he said. “Sure Larry, what happened?” Elaine asked, trying not to laugh again. “Oh, I just, uh…spilled something on myself.” he replied. “Oh, I see.” said Elaine, “Go ahead, Larry, just try to be back in an hour. Consider this your lunch, OK?” “Thanks, Elaine!” Larry said happily.

After Larry was out of earshot, Elaine and Cyn screamed with laughter again for another 2 minutes. Then, suddenly Elaine went stiff and sniffed the air. “What is it, Lainie?” asked Cynthia. Elaine smiled a wicked little smile and said, “Oh, nothing. Just a little wedding present for A.J., if what I think is happening is the truth.” “What do you mean?” Cyn asked, her eyebrow rose. “Suffice it to say that another little mouse may be about to feed The Cat. Meow.” she replied.

That scene happened 2 days earlier. Elaine was now sitting at home waiting until nightfall to go and pay a little visit to MacKinzie Ross. She was dressed as The Cat, but without her mask. Elaine was filled with apprehension and excitement. While she was curled up on the sofa sipping a cup of Earl Grey tea, she thought about Mac Ross and the fact that she was detecting evil intent from her link, coupled with the scent of evil, his evil. The link’s impression and the scent had not changed for 2 days, so it wasn’t an aberration. It was real; Mac Ross was at it again. “Mackie’s not as dumb as he plays.” thought Elaine out loud, “He’s got a scheme hatching! He may have been watching me all this time. I’ll have to be on guard for whatever he’s planning!”

Just then a familiar voice said, “A wise choice always, kitten!” “Kam!” she exclaimed. She leapt up and embraced the huge angel. “I just came by to offer my congratulations, kitten!” said Kamroel. Elaine kissed him on the cheek and showed him the ring. “Not bad, not bad!” said Kam with a smile, “the man’s got taste!” “Well, he is marrying me after all!” Elaine said giggling. “Yes, he is my little kitten and that’s also something we need to discuss.” said Kamroel, “You have choice to make, little one. You are immortal and he is not. Therefore, you must choose whether or not to live as a mortal with extraordinary power for the remainder of a normal human life span, live as an immortal and watch him age and die or…”

“Or what, Kam?” asked Elaine. “Change him, kitten. Make him like you and live with him as an immortal cat-man.” said Kam. “I can do that?” asked Elaine in shock. “Yes, much the same way a vampire does.” said the huge angel, “Drain him to near the point of death; give him enough of your blood and the power that is in your blood will change him into what you are.” “Will he be able to scent evil and control himself enough to only feed on the evil?” asked Elaine. That will be up to him, but I wouldn’t worry about it, he’s a good man and he has you to teach him!” said Kam, “But it must be his choice! You cannot force him! He must desire to change; otherwise the results would be disastrous!”

Kam rose to leave, turned to her and said, “Oh by the way, have you told him your other secret yet?” “Uh, no not yet.” she replied, “I’m waiting for a good time to tell it to him.” “Well, don’t wait too long, besides it’s a good thing!” said Kamroel, “I would imagine he’d be happy to find out!” “I don’t know!” she said with a smile, “Some men can’t handle that kind of news, but I don’t think he’s like that. I’ll tell him next time I see him. Thanks for the reminder!”

“Kam, I need to ask you something.” she said. “What is it, kitten?” he replied. “I never knew who my father was and I need someone to give me away.” she said, “I was wondering if you would…” “Say no more, kitten!” Kam said, “I would be honored to represent your Heavenly Father in this regard.” It was then that Elaine noticed the tear.

“Kam, are you crying?” she asked smiling. “Well, what did you expect?” he answered wiping his eye, “I’ve been keeping watch over you for 200 years, kitten. You’re like my daughter! I’d have been hurt if you hadn’t asked me! I love you, kitten!” Elaine teared up and said, “I love you too, Kam!” She embraced him and he stroked her shimmering black hair. Elaine started purring and Kam said, “OK that’s enough! You start purring and I’m really gonna bawl!” Elaine laughed and let him go. Kam said, “Kitten, be careful tonight. I’ll be watching. If I let anything happen to you before the wedding, A.J. will never forgive me!” Kamroel winked and disappeared.

Elaine looked out toward the direction of Mac Ross’ house and said with a growl, “Well, Mackie I think it’s time you paid for your foolish, evil ways. It’s time you felt the full wrath of The Cat!”

*****

Mansion home of Konrad DeLaine, Grosse Pointe, MI

It had been a wonderful week for the happy couple of Baroness Lillia von Klempur and Konrad DeLaine. They spent most of their time at DeLaine’s home, in bed, either making love or sleeping. Konrad had made preparations to the master suite to protect Lillia from the sunlight by having very thick heavy drapes put over all the windows and the doors leading to the outside. The days they spent resting as Lillia did lying in his arms. The nights were filled with wedding plans and unbridled passion.

The sun was beginning to set and Lillia thought about her vampire kingdom. “Konrad?” Lillia said. “Yes, Lily, my flower.” he replied. “I need to go back to the Mansion tonight.” she said, “I’ve been extremely negligent of late and I need to see to things there.” Konrad looked at her and saw something on her face, a worried look he’d never seen before. “Lily, what’s wrong, do you suspect something’s not right?” he asked. “I don’t know, Konrad,” Lillia replied, “I sense a change, as if something is very different. Not only in me, but in the atmosphere. I suddenly fear for you, my love.” “Me? Why do you fear for me?” Konrad asked. “Because, I love you.” said Lillia, “Because of that, those who would count themselves my enemies, would gladly see you dead or in their control to gain power over me; Knowing that I would do anything to have you safe in my arms again.”

“Anything?” he asked. Lillia looked deep into his eyes, smiled and said softly, “Anything!” They kissed and then got up to dress. Konrad said playfully, while putting on his robe, “Well, I think it might be best all around if you did go back there for a little while at least.” “Really, why?” asked Lillia, her eyebrow raised. “Because, my dear Baroness, I will finally be able to get some sleep!” Konrad said.

Lillia turned and looked at him, her eyes narrowed and glowing red. “Why you, arrogant mortal worm!” she said with a wicked smile, “You’ll pay for that remark!” Lillia dropped the high collared cloak she had just put on over her nude body and stood revealed in her sheer glistening bodystocking, but this time it wasn’t black in was sleek, shimmering gold!

“How does she do that?” Konrad thought. Lillia stretched out her hand and hissed loudly to thrall Konrad, but it had no effect on him! She tried again, but the result was the same. “Ha!” said Konrad, “You don’t seem to be able put me under, my love! Ah, I think I know why, too.”

“Do tell!” said Lillia. “I may not be a vampire, but I’m no longer food either!” he said confidently, “That’s why your mental power can’t thrall me! You love me too much!” “Oh, really?” she hissed, “Well, we’ll soon see about that!” Lillia leaped across the room, but Konrad ducked and rolled away from her toward the master bath. “My, you’re quick for a man your age!” she said. “Hey, I workout!” said Konrad, “I’ve got lots of stamina!” Konrad dived into the bathroom, slammed and locked the door.

“You can’t stay in there forever, baby!” said Lillia playfully, “You’ve got to come out sometime and I’ll be waiting!” “Not long enough, my darling vampire!” he replied, “You forget I’ve got my telephone, TV, computer with high speed internet; heck, I’ve even got food and drinks in my mini-fridge! Remember, you promised, no breaking of the furnishings, including doors!” “Drat! I certainly did, didn’t I?” said Lillia, “I’ll have to find another way of getting in there won’t I?”

Suddenly, white mist began flowing under the door. “Oh Lord, I forgot all about the misting thing!” said Konrad. The mist coalesced into the lusciously sleek form of the Baroness. She laughed her most sinister laugh as she looked at him, her red eyes glowing brightly. She padded toward him on her shiny model perfect toes, her gorgeous body still sheathed in sheer shimmering gold. “What now, Konrad?” she said taunting him, “I’m between you and the door and you’ll never get past me!” “I guess I surrender, then!” he said holding up his hands.

Lillia’s eyes narrowed and she said, “What are you up to? You’ve never given up this easily!” “You know something, you’re right!” he said flipping a small switch on the wall. Immediately water began flowing between him and the Baroness through a small channel filling the large sunken whirlpool bathtub.

“Running water? Grrraarr!” she growled, “I see you’ve been reading up on vampire lore again! I’ve seen this kind of set up before, though. The flow will automatically stop when the tub is full, so all I have to do is wait; then you’re mine!” “True, my lovely and dangerous wife-to-be, but the drain is open, the tub won’t fill! Ha, ha!” said Konrad. Lillia pointed her sharp clawed finger at the drain and closed it. “Ha, ha yourself, smarty pants!” she said with a smile, “You can’t open the drain again without coming over here. If you do, I gotcha! If you don’t, I gotcha eventually! I’ve won, baby! Gimme what I want, my sneaky husband-to-be!”

“Oh, more sex?” asked Konrad. “Don’t you wish! Uh, uh, baby! I want the red stuff!” she said smiling. “Aww baby, not again!” he said. “Oh yeah! Gimme the neck, sweetie!” she demanded, “Right here, right now!” “Oh alright! You got me!” Konrad turned off the water and Lillia jumped into his arms. She kissed him softly and told him, “You gave me quite a chase this time, mister! Too bad this is the only room we can play in during the day! Any secret passages in this place?” “If I told you, they wouldn’t secret anymore, now would they?” Konrad answered with a grin.

“Watch how you speak to me, sniveling mortal!” she said with mock anger, “Bow down and worship before me, you puny weakling!” He smiled and did his best Renfield impression and said, “Yes, Mistress, at once great one!” He bowed and kissed her feet, then her shins, her thighs, her hips, continuing up her glistening golden body until he reached her mouth again.

They kissed passionately, and then she quickly sank her fangs into his throat. “Ouch!” said Konrad, “And you called me sneaky!” Lillia giggled and continued gently drawing on his neck until she was satisfied. Konrad felt a little light-headed, so Lillia carried him to the bed. He slept as she dressed, and he sat up as she was about to leave.

“What, no kiss?” he said sleepily. “If I kiss you again, I’ll never leave, baby!” she said with a smile, “Will you come and stay with me again, this week? Please?” “Of course, my darling Lily. I’ll be there soon, I promise.” he said. “Don’t keep me waiting too long or I’ll come back, puny mortal worm!” she said smiling her razor sharp smile. “Well, we wouldn’t want that would we, evil creature of the night!” he replied. They both laughed. “I love you, Konrad” she said blowing him a kiss. “I love you too, sweetheart! See you soon!” he replied. Lillia flew off the balcony, into the night.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

Wow! Great stuff! This chapter was totally worth the wait! I can't wait to see what happens next.

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Again, I apologize for the wait on the update, but I think we're almost done! The Cat and the Baroness are headed for one great conclusion! Here goes...

Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 8

The Domicile of MacKinzie Ross – Bloomfield Hills, MI

The Cat approached the mansion home of MacKinzie Ross with caution. She didn’t see the usual patrols, the guard dogs, anything familiar. “What is this?” The Cat thought, “The normal security isn't in place and the fence is not even electrified! Something is very wrong with this! There’s a terrible odor of evil here, like a…vampire!”

The Cat leapt over the 10 foot fence and ran to the house, a snarl coming to her full sensuous lips. As she reached the door, she found it unlocked and open! She cautiously entered the house. The smell of evil and death was everywhere. Corpses were lying everywhere in the house, their throats torn wide open, the bodies completely drained of blood. The Cat made her way to the stairway that led to the top floor. She happened to glance into the security monitoring room adjacent to the stairs and saw Tony Cantoni sitting at his station, dead. “I warned you, paisan!” she said sadly, “Good-bye Tony.”

The Cat growled as she padded down the hallway to Mac’s master suite. The stench of evil permeated every nook and cranny of the level. It was almost enough to make The Cat sick to her stomach. She entered the suite and saw Mac sitting in the same chair he was in the last time she visited him, but this time would be the last.

“MAC!!” she roared, “It’s time to feed the kitty!” He didn’t move. “Mac?” she called again more softly as she approached him ready for a trap or trick. The Cat reached him and spun him around. MacKinzie Ross was already dead, his throat had been ripped out and his blood had been drained. The Cat looked into the darkness and shouted, “I know you’re still here!! I can still detect your stench, vampire!! Come out and fight!! Don’t make me hunt you because I will find you and then I’ll tear you to pieces!!”

“That won’t be necessary, Cat. We surrender.” Two pairs of red glowing eyes advanced toward The Cat. She hissed ready to pounce, but the two vampire girls fell to their knees before her offering their throats as a sign of submission. “Who are you and why did you do this?” The Cat hissed. “We are Anya and Tanya, slaves of the Baroness Lillia von Klempur,” they said in unison, “We did this under the order of the Baroness because MacKinzie Ross was drawing too much attention to himself and jeopardized her organization. We had no choice!”

“I don’t believe you! The evil stench is too great on you both!” The Cat said, “You’ve been doing this a long time! You had a choice, but you chose the evil path! You will die!” The Cat hissed loudly and started for their pale white throats. “Please no!” shouted Tanya, “Please Cat, Mistress, hear us out, and then if you still want to kill us, we won’t resist!”

The Cat stopped and said, “Speak then! What is it you feel is so important that you would risk your lives to remain here to tell me about it?” “Our Mistress asked us to bring you a message!” the girls said, “In three nights time she will meet you on top of the middle tower of the Renaissance Center when the bell at the Old Mariner’s Church tolls 10 o’clock. There she says you will die!”

The Cat’s beautiful green eyes glowed brightly with anger. “Tell your Mistress I’ll be there!” hissed The Cat, “and when I’m finished ripping her to shreds, I’m coming for you and the rest of her ‘organization’, UNDERSTAND!!” “Yes, we understand!” the girls replied trembling. The Cat’s glowing eyes narrowed at the vampire twins and she said, “There’s something not quite right about you two and I’m going to find out what it is, just before I kill and devour you! Now, GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!”

The twins stood quickly and vanished before her eyes. The Cat had never been more directly challenged by any vampire; even Dracula gave her more respect than this woman! (But that’s another tale!) Then The Cat smiled and picked up Ross’ cell phone from the floor and called A.J.

“Hello?” said A.J. “Meow, this is your kitty calling!” said The Cat, “Don’t speak, just listen. Our mutual friend Mac is long term vacation, but someone else booked his trip for him and he was gone when I arrived. I’m going to visit his travel agent and see if she’s got anymore…specials. I think I may be able to persuade her to take a little vacation herself! Understand?”

“Gotcha, kitten!” said A.J. smiling, ”Message understood! Be careful, baby. This lady sounds real cagey and I wouldn’t want her to make you miss our, uh …appointment next month!” “You’re not getting out of our arrangement that easily, mouse-boy!” said the Cat with a slight giggle, “I’ve got you right where I want you and you know that nobody gets away from me, don’t you?” “Well, it never hurts to have a little reminder!” replied A.J, his grin evident even through the phone. “Meowrr, is that so?” she replied smiling, “I’ll be right over, as soon as I check a few things out, to give you a…refresher course, hisssst! See you soon!” The Cat hung up before A.J. could give a reply.

“Now, Mackie boy, you don’t mind if I check out your computer do you?” she asked the exsanguinated Mr. Ross, shoving his corpse off the chair, “I just need to find out a little more information on this Baroness character and why she would make such a foolish challenge. She must know I’m an accomplished vampire slayer! Why would she openly confront me after being carefully hidden for so long? Ah, here it is! Baroness Lillia von Klempur…”

*****

The von Klempur Estate - Grosse Pointe, MI

“SHE DID WHAT!!!” exclaimed the Baroness. “Mistress, it was horrible!” said Tanya with crocodile tears rolling down her pale cheeks, “The Cat slaughtered every one of them! No talking, no chances, no nothing, just death a far as the eyes could see!” “Yes Mistress, she was like a killing machine!” added Anya, “She was unstoppable!”

The Baroness sat down on her ornate gilded throne, lost in thought for a moment. Lillia looked up and raised an eyebrow. “How did you two happen to be there last night, my lovelies?” she asked. “We’ve been keeping an eye on him since he ordered the death of the Mayor of Detroit’s family against your wishes, Mistress.” said Tanya, “We check on him every couple of weeks or so, just to make sure he’s behaving himself.”

“I see. It is enterprising of you both to keep watch so well.” The Baroness purred, “Come to me, my daughters and let me taste you, it’s been such a long time!” The twins approached her and Lillia sank her fangs into them both, tasting their blood. When she finished, she smiled and told them, “Run along now girls, I have a wedding to plan!”

“Mistress, The Cat gave us a message to give to you.” said Anya. “Really?” asked Lillia, her eyebrow raised, “Tell me.” Anya spoke, “The Cat said for you to meet her atop the middle tower of the Renaissance Center two nights from now, when the bell at The Old Mariner’s Church strikes 10 or you’ll regret it!” "She said that, did she?" said Lillia, her eyes blazing, "We'll just see about this! Go on now, girls. I have some thinking to do!"

“Yes Mistress!” they replied in unison and bowing turned to leave. Just as they turned to leave the oak paneled study/throne room, Konrad DeLaine walked through the door and said, “Honey, I’m home!” Lillia smiled and flew across the room into his arms and kissed him passionately. The twins grinned and winked at him as they left.

“Well, that was quite a welcome considering it’s only been 24 hours since you left me lying in my bed, drained of blood!” said Konrad smiling. “What did you expect?” Lillia replied showing her fangs, “I’m an ‘evil creature of the night’ am I not? HISSSS!” “Oh yes! Very evil, indeed!” he replied smiling and holding her close.

“What’s this I see on your lips, my love?” he said, running his finger along the corner of her mouth, “Whose blood is this, my evil Queen of Darkness? Who else have you been sucking on, hmm?” “Why Konrad DeLaine, are you jealous?” she asked in reply, with a grin. “Maybe, that depends on the answer, you black-hearted villainess you!” he said trying his best to keep a straight face. “’Black-hearted villainess’? That’s a new one! Did you come up with that one all by yourself or did Louis help you out?” Lillia taunted. “Lily, that was low!” replied Konrad, “I am really gonna get you for that!” “Promises, promises!” teased Lillia.

She kissed him again and they walked over to the sitting area opposite the throne. Lillia looked pensive and Konrad said,” A penny for your thoughts.” “Mister DeLaine, my thoughts will cost you at least a cool million, each!” she answered with a wry grin. “Will you accept a check?” he replied. “From you, never!” she laughed. “And why not? I am a billionaire, you know!” he chuckled.

Lillia smiled briefly, but then her smile faded. “Lily, what is it?” Konrad asked, his eyes searching hers. She looked about and scanned the walls and hallways with her vampiric senses. Satisfied that no one was in earshot of them, she said, “I think the girls are plotting against me, Konrad.” “Lily, are you sure?” he asked, “They seem so dedicated to you. You even called them your daughters just now.” “I know, “she said sadly, “I was testing them. It was their blood you saw on my lips just now. I tasted them both.”

“I take it they didn’t pass the taste test?” asked Konrad. “No, they failed miserably.” Lillia said, “I’ve never tasted more treachery than I have just now!” “What do we do, Lily?” said Konrad, “Where there’s one traitor, there’s bound to be more! You are very powerful, my love, but even you can’t defeat them all…can you?” Lillia smiled and said, “I won’t have to. All of them aren’t with the twins, my dearest, they’ll make their move and then…then we’ll see!”

Elsewhere in the Baroness’ Mansion…

Anya and Tanya sat in their luxuriously appointed room discussing the next step in their plan. “How did we pass the Mistress’ taste test, Tanya?” said Anya, “I thought we were dead!” “As did I, sister!” Tanya replied, “Perhaps, her vampiric senses have been dulled by this mortal’s influence or…” “Or what?” asked Anya. Tanya looked at Anya, her eyes widened with fear. Anya suddenly put her sharp clawed hand to her mouth.

“Do you think she knows what were planning?” asked Anya nervously. “No sister, if she knew, we would not be alive to ask the question!” answered Tanya, “She may suspect, but if she does, it is only a suspicion. We must accelerate our plan before she has time to act on it! Summon Julia and Rachel; it’s time for phase 2!” “Of course, sister dear!” answered Anya with a giggle.

Anya placed her index fingers to her temples and telepathically summoned Julia and Rachel to their chambers. Within moments, the 2 loyal minions knocked at the door and entered. “It’s time for you to take up your charge and protect Mr. DeLaine.” said Anya. “We’re counting on you to do your best for us on this one, girls.” said Tanya, “Don’t let us down!” “We won’t Mistresses! Trust us!” said Julia, “We will defend him with our lives!” “That’s what we like to hear!” praised Anya, “Come with us and we will introduce you to your charge.”

The twins led Julia and Rachel to the study/throne room and introduced them to Lillia and DeLaine. The twins explained that due to the Cat’s threat, that they were afraid that she may kidnap or kill Mr. DeLaine. The twins insisted that they accept these two loyal minions to guard him and keep him safe at all times.

The Baroness relented when she saw something in the minion’s eyes. “Come here girls, let me taste you.” ordered the Baroness. “Yes, my lady.” they answered. The Baroness watched them both intently as they approached the throne and knelt before her. She leaned forward and they both offered their throats in submission.

The Baroness tasted them both and afterward stood up and commanded that the girls do the same. “Never in recent memory have I tasted such loyalty and singleness of mind toward one’s duty!” said Lillia, “I would be honored to have two such loyal defenders for my future husband!” “The honor would be ours, my Queen.” said Rachel, as she and Julia bowed to Lillia and then to Konrad. Lillia smiled and said to the twins, “You chose well, my daughters! These two would give their lives for us both! Thank you, so much!” “We live to serve!” the twins said in unison.

As they turned to leave the girls to get acquainted with DeLaine and the Baroness, The twins communicated telepathically. Phase 2 is initiated as we planned, sister!” said Anya. “Yes, I knew the loyalty the girls felt toward Lillia would make them irresistible to her!” said Tanya. “It is a shame we must kill them isn’t it, sister?” asked Anya. “True, loyal minions are few and far between, but sacrifices must be made!” said Tanya, “Even in this short, cold war!” “Are our two ‘killers’ ready yet?” asked Anya. “Let’s take a look!” said Tanya.

The evil twin vampires padded down several corridors to a place that most of the mansion’s many inhabitants never knew existed. The cells in this part of the dungeon were reinforced to withstand even the most powerful of vampires. In two of these cells could be heard the snarling and growling of animals. The twins slid the metal bar covering the viewing port to the side, looking into one of the cells. Inside this one was the neophyte minion, Cindy.

She had purposely not been completely fed for several nights, but given a sip or two just to tease her. Her gloves were torn at the fingertips from the abnormal growth of her sharp nails, which had grown into thick razored claws. Her mask had been torn off and her long jet black hair fell haggardly in her face. Her uniform had not been torn off due to its resiliency, but it showed signs of wear. She looked up and saw the twins and screamed, “FEED ME!! FEED ME!! GRAWRRAWRR!” Cindy leapt at them and tried to claw through the door to get at them, to no avail.

“That’s the sweet little cheerleader we helped turn just a little while back, Tanya?” asked Anya. “Yes, and her golden haired friend is right next door!” replied Tanya, “It’s amazing what a week or two of malnutrition can do, isn’t it? Watch this!” Tanya looked at a red dressed minion near her named Theresa. Tanya thralled her and ordered her to silence Cindy’s noise-making. Theresa mindlessly obeyed her mistress and opened the door. Cindy screeched with glee and grabbed her the second she opened it and tore her throat with one swipe of her claws. The twins slammed the door shut and bolted it immediately.

Cindy almost seemed to bathe in the blood pouring from Theresa’s torn throat by holding her high in the air over her wide open mouth. After the flow stopped, Cindy threw Theresa’s corpse to the floor, fell on her and began sucking on the blood vessels in her neck, then the femoral artery in both legs and then finally ripped out her heart. Cindy didn’t stop until every part of her body had been explored and savagely ripped open. Theresa looked like hamburger by the time Cindy was finished.

“Malthus’ Beard! And I thought I was vicious!” exclaimed Anya, “Is Gina the same way?” Oh, much worse, sister dear!” she replied, “She leaves only a little muscle, bones and bodystockings after only 25 or 30 minutes!” “Whoa, that’s intense!” remarked Anya, “They’ll be more than a match for our two loyal minions and make a gruesome corpse of DeLaine as well!”

“Exactly! By the time those two get through, the Mistress will certainly believe The Cat has completely decimated her lover, if she survives the battle with her that is!” said Tanya, “In any case, two nights from now, Baroness Lillia von Klempur will be no more, Konrad DeLaine will be dead and the Mistress’ glorious empire will be ours!!” The twins laughed heartily, as their treacherously diabolical scheme seems destined to succeed.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

I can assure you that no apologies are necessary for the wait on the update. FanTAStic chapter! Each one keeps getting better and better. =D> =D> =D>

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Well, folks we're almost done! After this one we'll wrap it up! Enjoy! 8)

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 9

Elaine laid in A.J.’s arms purring. They had just finished making love for the first time. A.J. was gentle, making sure Elaine’s virgin body was comfortable enough to receive him. They merged in a way she had never experienced. They laughed, they cried, they moaned; it was ecstasy itself. They felt that it was OK to do this before they were married. What was the harm? After all, they loved each other and they were engaged to be married the very next month. Elaine was happier than she had ever been. Then it happened.

Elaine felt something taking hold of her mind. It was cold and evil. She tried to stop it, but she had no power against it. A gnawing hunger came up within her. The urge to taste the thing overshadowed her reason and her humanity began to fade away. Then she felt the pain. It wasn’t in her body, it was in her soul. She wanted to scream, but it was no use. Then she understood the meaning of Kamroel’s warning.

The purity of her existence was the only thing holding back the part of her that Tygarr bestowed upon her 200 years ago. The cat-woman was under her control before and the strength of her purity kept the power of the cat in check. Now, her virginity was gone before her vows of marriage had been given and the cat-woman was assuming control.

Elaine fought valiantly, but in the end, the cat had won. Her eyes snapped open and glowed. Not their usual green but red…blood red. Her ears and tail grew out and her razor sharp claws bared. She purred and straddled A.J., kissing him passionately, licking his neck. “My you’re frisky tonight, kitten!” said A.J. Then he noticed that her eyes were glowing red.

“Kitten, what’s wrong?” he asked, “Why do your eyes look so strange?” “That’s because I’m finally free, my darling mouse!” she said in a deeper, huskier voice, “Free to hunt and to feed on whomever I wish! I owe it all to you, my darling! How can I ever thank you?” She looked at him and slid her tongue along her sharp fangs and said, “Maybe this will express my gratitude! MMRRRRAWRRR!”

The sky-clad cat-woman swiped her claws across A.J.’s bare chest, cutting deep. A.J. shouted, “AAARRGH! STOP! What are you doing??” “Why I’m killing you, silly boy!” she answered, “That’s what cats do to their prey!” “Elaine, baby, please don’t! I love you!” A.J. pleaded. His lovely wife-to-be laughed and replied, “Elaine? She doesn’t live here anymore! I am The Cat and now I am free…to KILL!” MEOWRRRRR!”

The Cat’s claws struck A.J. four more times, amid his desperate pleas, before she stopped, smiling and baring her fangs. “NO! Please don’t do this! NOOOOO!” cried A.J. The glowing red eyes of The Cat glared brightly as she hissed loudly, grabbing a handful of hair at the back of his head. She brutally yanked his head back, baring his throat and gleefully sank her fangs into his carotid artery, hungrily gulping down large mouthfuls of his thick, red, sweet blood.

“NOOOOOOO! A.J.!!” Elaine screamed. She sat bolt upright in bed, shaking and sweating profusely. Her bed and pillow were wet with cold sweat. She was at home in her own bed alone. “It was a dream! A terrible nightmarish dream!” she thought out loud. Then she wept with great heaving sobs, curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed. “Kitten?” said the voice of her guardian angel. “Kam!” she said embracing him. Kam held her like a father would his own daughter. “Oh Kam!” Elaine sobbed, “It was awful! I had this nightmare that I, I mean The Cat, slaughtered A.J.!” “I know kitten, I know.” said Kam stroking her silky jet black hair.

Elaine looked up into his eyes. His face was stern, like a father who had caught his child doing something he disapproved of. “Kam, did you bring me this dream?” asked Elaine frowning. “Yes kitten, I did.” he answered. “How could you!!” she shouted, “You know how much I love A.J. and…”

“That’s the reason I brought this dream to you!!” he shouted back, “Your Father in Heaven knows how much you love A.J. and He knows that you would do anything to make him happy! He wanted to warn you not to do this! Never this!” “Is this what will happen if we have sex before marriage?” she asked. “Yes precious one, and worse!” said Kamroel. “Worse? What could be worse than me killing the man I love?” asked Elaine.

“Me killing you, kitten.” Kam said with a tear rolling down his cheek, “To keep the evil that lurks within you from destroying the lives of others, I would have to take your life and then go into oblivion.” Elaine understood his reasoning and didn’t blame him. Then she thought about what he said following it and asked, “Oblivion? Why?”

He smiled and answered, “Kitten, do you think I could kill you and then continue to do my duty as if it never happened? No, my dear one. I would rather fade into nothingness than continue without you.” “Then I suppose I’d better…keep my powder dry, hmmm?” said Elaine with a smile. “I think that would be a wise course of action, kitten!” said Kam giving her a big hug.

*****

The Mansion of Baroness Lillia Von Klempur

Anya and Tanya had decided to set their plan in motion at last. The twins called Julia and Rachel to their quarters. As the two minions entered the room, they could almost smell the treachery that hung in the air like smoke. Tanya said, “Girls, news has reached us of a plot hatched by the bat creatures to abduct Mr. DeLaine for the purpose of forcing the Mistress to abdicate the throne. If she refuses, they’ll kill him...slowly.” The girls gulped in unison.

“We won’t allow that to happen, Mistress Tanya.” said Rachel, “No one will harm Mr. DeLaine while he is in our care. No one.” The girls gazed intently at Anya and Tanya as Rachel spoke these words and their eyes glowed. The twins nodded and told them to take Mr. DeLaine to a place deep in the bowels of the mansion, where no one would find him. Other instructions would telepathically relayed to them at that time. Julia and Rachel indicated their understanding, took the map given to guide them through the labyrinth and departed to get Konrad to safety.

After the girls had left, Anya said, “Did you see how intense they were, Tanya, how loyal they are to their charge? It was so sweet, it almost made me cry!” “Yes, sister!” agreed Tanya, “The Mistress and DeLaine will suspect nothing from these two! Truth and loyalty is written all over them! The first phase of the plan is moving along famously. When the girls reach the point on the map, they and DeLaine will be sealed in with our two hungry pets and be torn to pieces!”

“Then just before the Mistress leaves for her battle with The Cat, we’ll tearfully show her the shredded clothing of our brave protectors and tell her The Cat took him, right?” asked Anya. “Exactly! Lillia will fly into such a rage, that she probably won’t even think to punish us!” said Tanya, “She’ll be too focused on getting DeLaine back alive! Like Hans said, it can’t miss! HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Elsewhere in the Baroness’ Mansion…

Julia and Rachel had found DeLaine and after some persuasion, had convinced him and Baroness Lillia that he should accompany them to the place of safety. As the trio moved deeper into the bowels of the dungeon, DeLaine began to feel uneasy. “Ladies, I don’t mean to tell you your business, but do we know where this ‘safe’ place is located? We’ve been walking for quite a while!” said DeLaine.

Julia smiled and replied, “Mistress Tanya gave us a map to reach the place, but we can rest if you’d like, sir.” “Thank you, Julia! And please, call me Konrad.” said DeLaine, “You too, Rachel. There’s no need to stand on ceremony, especially down here!” Rachel giggled and said, “You’re definitely right about that Konrad! This place gives me the creeps!” “Yeah, me too!” agreed Julia.

The three sat on the floor of the dank stone corridor to allow Konrad to catch his breath and rest for a bit. “So Konrad, how are the wedding preparations going?” “How should I know?” said Konrad with a chuckle, “Lily’s not letting me pay for anything, much less see the plans. She just said show up at the right time and the right place and she’d handle the rest!” The girls both laughed, “That’s our Mistress! Always taking charge!”

“Yes, it seems I’ve been looking for her all my life.” said Konrad with a smile, “I never guessed I’d find my bride among the undead! Someone told me I’d never find the combo I wanted in any living woman, I guess they were right, huh girls?” The girls really laughed at that statement, so did DeLaine.

“You truly love Mistress Lillia, don’t you Konrad?” asked Rachel. “More than my own life, Rachel.” said Konrad, “I would gladly sacrifice my existence for hers.” “That makes three of us!” said Julia, looking at the map again, “Konrad, are you ready to move on? According to the map, it’s not much further now.” Konrad stood up and replied, “Sure, let’s get going. The sooner we get there the sooner we can rest again!”

Their journey took them another 1/8th of a mile into the dungeon level’s depths. Then suddenly, a stone wall slammed into place behind them, nearly squashing Julia in the process. Rachel moved to it swiftly and struck the wall with all of her strength. The wall shook, but did not budge. She tried again with the same result. They were trapped.

The trio heard the sound of stone scraping on stone, indicating that another wall was moving somewhere ahead of them. “I don’t like this! Not at all!” said Rachel. “Rache, do you smell that?” asked Julia. “Yes, what is it?” Rachel asked. “I don’t know, but I think we’re about to find out! Look!” said Julia.

Two pairs of red glowing eyes peered at them from the shadows. As the blood red eyes drew nearer Konrad barely recognized their faces. “Cindy? Gina?” inquired Konrad. The vampire creatures smiled through the matted hair that nearly covered their faces and growled softly. “You know us?” asked Cindy.

“Yes, I was there when you both were turned by Tanya and Anya.” he said. “DO NOT MENTION THOSE NAMES IN OUR PRESENCE!” they thundered, “They have kept us down here for 3 weeks and barely fed us. Now they know we’ll eat anything or…anyone, including YOU!” The two sharp clawed creatures bared their longer than normal fangs and leaped toward the trio, hissing loudly.

“Rache, look out!” cried Julia. Rachel caught Cindy by throat and held her at bay, pinning her to the wall. “Julia, protect Konrad! I’ll handle these two!” shouted Rachel. Gina’s leap brought her closer to Julia and Konrad, so she decided to attack them instead of aiding Cindy.

Gina slowly circled Julia trying to get at Konrad scenting that he was human. “Sister, why do you protect this tasty looking human?” asked Gina, “Is he yours? Will you not share him with me?” “He is under my protection, little girl and you will not harm him!” replied Julia. “Oh, come now!” said Gina in a voice that belied her age, “Just let me have one small sip, sister! Surely, you won’t begrudge me one little sip? Please, I’m so hungry!”

“Sorry, kid! He’s not on the menu tonight!” replied Julia. “Fine! I tried to be nice! I tried to be polite! Now, I’ll eat you for dinner and him for DESSERT! GRRAWRR!” screamed Gina leaping onto Julia. Gina’s claws sank into Julia’s shoulders as she protected her throat. Julia screamed and was amazed at Gina’s strength for one who had been so starved for blood, but Gina’s strength was born of starvation and madness.

Cindy’s prowess was the same and despite Rachel’s enhanced abilities, she was having a difficult time with Cindy. Cindy had slashed up Rachel’s arms quite a bit, but due to her vampiric physique, she was healing rapidly. “GRAAAWR!” Cindy roared and fell on Rachel again, this time she sought to sink her elongated fangs into Rachel’s throat. Rachel pushed against Cindy, holding her at arms length.

Then Cindy plunged her black claws into Rachel’s shoulders trying to break her resistance to her decent toward her neck. Rachel screamed in pain and her arms began to weaken. Cindy smiled and hissed loudly, slowly moving down toward the soft flesh of Rachel’s throat. All Konrad DeLaine could do was watch and hope, as his two protectors struggled valiantly against their ravenous foes.

Julia heard Rachel scream but couldn’t help her, as she too was in trouble. Gina had her claws in virtually the same position, trying to tear Julia’s arms off! Then Julia remembered something, something Gina and not even the twins knew about. Julia closed her fists on Gina’s breasts and bared her 18 inch metal claws directly into her chest.

Gina howled in desperate pain as the razor sharp claws penetrated her body, straight through to her back, just below the shoulder blades. Gina screamed and withdrew her claws from Julia’s shoulders and they began to heal rapidly. Julia placed her shiny red hosed feet on Gina’s sternum and pushed violently. Gina flew back across the corridor, slammed hard into the stone wall and slid down it, unconscious.

Cindy’s slavering fangs had nearly reached Rachel’s throat and she was anticipating the start of the first really good meal she’d had since she slaughtered Theresa. Then suddenly, Cindy stiffened and blinked hard. She looked down and saw three sharp metal points sticking out of her abdomen. Cindy’s hold on Rachel released and she flew up into the air, screaming in rage and pain, as Julia lifted her with her claws and slammed her into the wall across the corridor. Julia sheathed her claws and offered Rachel her hand to help her to her feet.

“You OK, partner?” asked Julia. “I’ll never complain about those things again, I swear!” Rachel said hugging Julia. Julia laughed and said, “See, I told you they’d come in handy!” Konrad smiled for a moment, and then shouted, “GIRLS, LOOK OUT!!” Julia whirled around, extended her claws and plunged them deep into the abdomens of both the attacking vampire girls. Julia lifted them both into the air and threw them into the wall opposite the trio. “You two have a choice!” shouted Julia, “You can either stop your attacks or we can keep doing this all night! That is, at least until I tear out something really vital and you bleed to death! What’s it gonna be?”

“We don’t want to attack you, but we’re so hungry, we can’t help ourselves! Please feed us!” they begged. “We’ll make you a deal.” said Rachel, “If you tell us what the twins’ plan is and show us the way out, we’ll give you Anya and Tanya to feed your hunger!” Gina and Cindy’s eyes flashed. “Yes, yes! We’ll do anything to get our claws on them!” they replied. “Good! Now tell us the plan, as much as they told you.” said Julia.

The girl creatures told Rachel and Julia that they were supposed to kill and devour all three of them and take the two minion's shredded red uniforms to the mouth of the labyrinth they had just come through and leave them there. The twins would then tell the Baroness that The Cat had appeared from nowhere, killed the loyal guards and kidnapped DeLaine.

“The twins planned this whole thing?” asked DeLaine. “Yes Konrad, but Julia and I have been onto them from the beginning.” replied Rachel, “That’s why we took on the task of protecting you. We didn’t know about Gina and Cindy, but we figured they would probably try to kill us all some kind of way.” “What do we do now, Rache?” asked Julia.

“I have a suggestion, girls. It may solve all of our problems and even give our little monsters here someone to chew on!” said DeLaine. “Whatever it is, we’re with you!” Gina and Cindy said smiling, licking their chops. “I kinda thought you wouldn’t give me too much argument!” said DeLaine, “Rachel, is there anyone else about your size among the minions?”

“Only one, why?” asked Rachel. “’Cause we’re gonna pull a little switcheroo on the twins, my girls!” said Konrad with a wry grin, “Rachel, is this person that’s your size really evil?” “Oh, she’s the worst!” answered Julia, “I’ve never seen a minion feed more brutally or take more innocent lives!” “Excellent!” said Konrad, “Julia, can you…” “I’m way ahead of you Konrad!” said Julia, “I’ve already got my body double picked out!” Konrad smiled and said, “Good! Here's what we’ve got to do…”

*****

The Manoogian Mansion, Residence of the Mayor of Detroit, MI

It was nearly 9:00 p.m. Elaine came to the mansion to see A.J. before the battle. She wanted to be sure that all the bases were covered before taking on this enemy. From the research that she had done on MacKinzie Ross’ computer the night he was killed, The Baroness had been in the Detroit Metro area for 10 years.

She found this hard to believe, but Mac’s files were very complete. Elaine thought that there must be some sort of clouding spell or even a mind cloud on the place for The Cat to be unable to detect its existence. “If it is a mind cloud, it’s the strongest I’ve ever seen!” Elaine thought, “She must be a very powerful vampire!”

Elaine told A.J. about the battle to come, atop the Renaissance Center with the Baroness. “Are you serious? A real vampire?” asked A.J. “A.J., you didn’t believe anyone like me could exist a few weeks ago.” said Elaine matter-of-factly, “How can you deny the existence of vampires?” “Hmmm, you’ve got a point, baby.” said A.J.

“Besides,” she pointed out, “I’ve killed and eaten lots of them, and they’re mostly all talk, except Dracula. Now, he was a challenge! He’s the only one that ever got away from me!” “There really is a Dracula??” A.J. exclaimed. “Shhhh! Not so loud!” Elaine said with her finger at her lips, “Everybody’s not ready for this kinda stuff! Just look at your reactions!”

“You’re right, kitten!” said A.J., “But why did you come to tell me beforehand? You’re not afraid of her are you? You’re not afraid you might…lose?” Elaine smiled and replied, “No sweetheart, I’m not afraid of her. I’ve never lost a fight with a vampire. It’s just that I’ve never had anyone to wonder where I was or what I was up against; nobody to leave behind, nobody to leave anything to…until now.”

“What do you mean, kitten?” A.J. asked, “Leave what to?” “Over the past 200 years I’ve accumulated quite a bit of…well, everything!” said Elaine, “Land, buildings, stocks, bonds and money.” “You mean you’re beautiful, smart and rich? Man, I really hit the jackpot with you!” said A.J. Elaine laughed and said, “Wait ‘til you see how much there is!” “You have that much, kitten?” asked A.J. with an eyebrow raised.

“Well, let me ask you a question.” Elaine said, “Have you ever heard of Chrysanthemum Davis?” “Who hasn’t!” he replied, “She was the only Black woman investor to have sold high and bought low during the great stock market crashes in the late twenties and early thirties! She must have made a fortune!” “Yes…I did!” said Elaine with a big grin. “Oh God, no!” said A.J., “You’re…”

“Chrysanthemum Davis, at your service, Mr. Mayor!” Elaine said with a small bow. “Holy cow, Elaine! How much is there, sweetheart?” asked A.J. “About 235, 250 last time I checked.” she said. “Wow, 250 million that’s a lot of money, babes!” said A.J. Elaine chuckled a bit and said, “No baby, that’s 250 billion dollars!” A.J.’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fainted. “He took that well!” Elaine thought, “It’s a good thing we were sitting down!”

Elaine grinned as she took a moment to scribble him a note that she’d be back by morning to check on him and let him know how it all went. Elaine kissed him gently and said softly in his ear, “I love you.” With a look of grim purpose she turned toward the Renaissance Center in the distance and said, “Now Baroness, it’s time to feed The Cat!”

*****

Baroness Von Klempur’s Mansion, Grosse Pointe, MI

Konrad waited nervously for Rachel and Julia to return from their kidnapping operation. The way Cindy and Gina were eyeing him, giggling and licking their lips didn’t make him feel any better. “It’s nearly 9:40!” Konrad thought, “Where could they be?” Just then Rachel and Julia appeared in a puff of smoke holding two struggling minions. “LET ME GO, YOU FAT COW!” yelled Katrina, the largest of them, “You wait ‘til I tell Mistress Tanya about this! You guys are toast!” “You tell ‘em, Kat!” said Mariette, the struggling minion held by Julia. “Oh, but girls we have some new friends for you to meet!” said Rachel, “Katrina, Mariette, this is Cindy and Gina, they’re going to eat you! Bon Appetit, girls!”

Rachel and Julia threw the two minions into the wall nearest Cindy and Gina. The vampire-creatures pounced on them so quickly they barely had time to scream. They were dead in seconds. The ravenous girls made short work of the two minions and in the space of 3 minutes they were piles of shredded flesh. Konrad thought he had seen it all, but this made him too sick to watch.

Rachel and Julia were chilled to the core. Even though they were vampires, they had never seen this type of carnage. “G…Girls, I hate to interrupt your feeding, but can we have the uniforms now? Please?” asked Julia. The girls hissed at the intrusion, but relinquished the shredded, blood-soaked bodystockings and masks.

“Let’s get these upstairs before they’re missed.” said Rachel. “Yeah, I don’t think I can take much more of this!” said Julia. Julia, Rachel and Konrad turned to leave, but heard a growling voice say, “Leaving so soon, my friends?” They turned and saw Gina’s eyes glowing brightly, the minion’s blood still oozing from the corners of her mouth. Cindy smiled and rose from her meal, joining her companion’s advance toward the trio.

“We thought you were going to stick around for dessert!” said Cindy laughing, a snarl trilling her lips. “We had a deal girls.” said Julia, “Don’t go back on it! I’m warning you, please don’t come any closer!” The warning went unheeded, the approach continued. Rachel and Julia looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

“What are you going to do?” whispered Konrad. “What we must, Konrad, what we must.” said Rachel. Behind her back Julia extended the middle 18 inch metal claw on both her hands. “I beg you girls, don’t do this please!” asked Julia through her tears. “Oh, don’t cry Julia!” said Gina, “It will all be over soon! Don’t be afraid!” “I don’t weep out of fear, girls.” said Julia, “I weep because I’m sorry, so very sorry!” “Sorry for what, dear Julia?” said Cindy. “For this.” she replied softly.

Moving faster than the eye could see, Julia suddenly moved forward, bringing up her razor sharp metal claws. The two girls’ red glowing eyes went wide for a split second. Then the light in them went out as their severed heads fell to the floor. The bodies followed less than a second afterward.

Rachel walked over to Julia and put her hand on her shoulder and asked, “You OK, partner?” “No,” she replied through clenched teeth, “I won’t be OK ‘til my fangs are tearing Tanya’s soft pale flesh and her blood is flowing down my throat for making me have to do this. For making me kill…children!”

Julia sheathed her claws and wept bitterly. Konrad walked over to her and put his arm around her shoulder, leading her down the corridor. He knew he had no words that would comfort her. He just let her lean on his $10,000 Versace suit jacket, walk and cry. Rachel picked up the uniforms and brought them along.

By the time they arrived at the place they were to leave the uniforms, Julia had stopped weeping and they left the shredded body suits there. They watched from the shadows as Anya and Tanya gleefully came to pick them up. It was all Julia could do to not kill them both, but she calmed herself, thinking of the pleasure she would derive from draining Tanya’s traitorous body of her blood.

After Rachel and Julia indicated it was safe to talk, Konrad said, “You showed magnificent restraint, Julia. I thought you’d try to kill them both!” “No Konrad, I have much more self-control than that! Don’t I Rache?” replied Julia. “Oh yeah!” said Rachel, “Once, I saw her wait three days in one spot, not moving, waiting to kill a guy who murdered his wife for her insurance money!”

“Nice guy!” said Konrad, “Did you get him?” “Of course! I tore him to pieces and set a panther loose from the zoo.” Julia replied, “The cops thought it was poetic justice! His name was Gato, Spanish for cat! They didn’t investigate much. He was a very bad man.” “I bet.” said Konrad, “So what do we do now, ladies?” Rachel smiled and said, “Now, Konrad, we wait. We wait until the…crap hits the fan!”

Meanwhile, Upstairs in the Mansion…

Tanya and Anya came running into the Throne Room shouting and weeping, “MISTRESS...MISTRESS!!” The Baroness shocked out of her contemplation, leaped up from the gilded throne. “What is it??” Lillia demanded, “What has happened??” With crocodile tears running down their cheeks, the twins laid two shredded minion uniforms at her feet. “Oh no! Where is Konrad? WHERE IS HE??” Lillia shouted picking up the twins by their throats. “The Cat…she must have…taken him…when she killed Rachel…and Julia!” choked out Tanya, “There was no…trace of him…where we found…these!” Lillia dropped them to the floor.

“So she challenges me, then she steals my fiancé, is that it?” said Lillia, her eyes glowing bright red, “Well, Cat you wanted me, here I come!! CAAATTTT!!” The Baroness snatched up her staff and took flight with the speed of an F-16 fighter jet. She didn’t even bother to phase through the windows, she just crashed right through them and headed toward downtown Detroit for her battle with The Cat! The twins smiled with devilish glee and high-fived each other. They would soon have everything they ever wanted and The Baroness would be dead.

*****

The Middle Tower of The Renaissance Center Detroit, MI 10:00 p.m.

The bells of The Old Mariner’s Church struck the last toll of the 10 o’clock hour just as both combatants arrived atop the tower. The Cat landed without a sound and stayed crouched as she surveyed the rooftop with all her feral senses. She didn’t have to look hard.

The Baroness arrived in a clap of thunder, making no attempt to disguise her arrival. “Baroness Lillia Von Klempur, I presume.” said The Cat, her tail twitching. “We can dispense with the pleasantries, Cat.” replied the Baroness, “I’m here for one purpose, return what you’ve taken, return Konrad to me, NOW!” “Konrad? Who’s Konrad? What are you talking about?” asked The Cat quizzically.

“Don’t play games with me!” shouted the Baroness, “Just give him to me and I’ll even let you live! If you don’t, I’ll make you suffer in so many ways, you’ll pray that your mind snaps before your spine! Return him to me, unharmed, NOW!”

The Cat’s green glowing eyes narrowed and replied, “I’d really like to help you but, One, I don’t know anyone named Konrad; Two, I don’t like being threatened and Three, you challenged me to this little contest, Baroness!” “ARRRGH! Enough of your lies!” screamed the Baroness, “For the sake of my fiancé, I’m giving you one last chance! Where is Konrad DeLaine??” “For the last time, I’m telling you, I don’t know!!” The Cat answered.

“Oh I know, maybe he’s so unimportant to you, that you just forgot, right?” said the Baroness sarcastically, “Well, perhaps this will jog your MEMORY!!” The Baroness growled and launched herself directly at The Cat, swinging her staff above her head.

The Cat stayed crouched and readied herself. The Baroness giant swung the polearm at The Cat’s head. The Cat jumped up from her crouch, over the polearm, like a jump rope, as it passed under her body and thrust out her right leg, her foot catching the Baroness in the forehead. The Baroness backpedaled from the blow, whirling her staff around her, trying to shake off its effects.

The Cat leaped for the Baroness, but she vaporized just as her outstretched claws reached her. The Cat flipped past the spot where she was standing, landed and whirled just in time to see the Baroness screaming toward her again. There was no time to jump to evade her, so The Cat bent her sleek, lithe body backward to avoid the staff blow and brought both legs up, the heels of her shimmering hosed feet striking under the Baroness’ chin. The powerful blow from the heels of The Cat caused the vampire queen to stagger and left her dazed long enough for her to knock the polearm from her grasp and kick it away from her.

The Baroness vanished before The Cat’s eyes. The Cat scented the air for her and caught the smell of her perfume. The scent of Bijan approached her silently from behind. The Cat waited…3…2…1, NOW! “WUFFF!” The Baroness cried out as The Cat’s shimmering hosed foot shot out straight behind her and caught the invisible vampiress in the stomach and solar plexus. The Baroness reappeared, finally caught her breath and said, “Impossible! No one has ever been able to pierce my cloak before! How did you do that?”

The Cat smiled and answered, “Vanity betrays us all, Baroness! Perhaps the next time you go into battle, you might want to wash off your perfume! By the way, Bijan is one of my favorites too! Expensive as well, especially the pure parfum, that you wear!”

The Baroness stood and glared at the sleek feline heroine and said, “You’re as good as they say! If I can’t get what I want from your mouth, I’ll rip it from your MIND! HISSSSSS!” The Baroness hissed loudly and pointed her gloved fingers at The Cat, attempting to thrall her, her eyes glowing bright red.

The Cat responded with the same type of motion, hissing at the Baroness, her beautiful green eyes glowing brightly. The Baroness sensed that The Cat’s powerful mind was fighting her psionic energy and gaining ground! The Baroness hissed the more and pointed her other hand at The Cat. The Cat responded in kind and again began to slowly gain ground against the vampire queen’s onslaught.

“God, her mind is strong!” thought The Cat, “I don’t know how much longer I can hold out! Lord, help me!” “Demon dogs!” thought Lillia, “This cat-woman is holding up against more psychic force than I used against Dracula and I brought him to his knees! I can’t keep this up forever!” The psionic battle between the two most powerful minds in Detroit raged on for over 15 minutes, neither woman admitting defeat.

“Give it up, Baroness!” said The Cat telepathically, “I’ve been fighting and feeding on your kind for 200 years! You’ll never defeat me!” “That may be true kitty-cat, but I’m pure blood!” the Baroness responded, “You’ve never met a vampire like me! Soon I’ll feast on your heart, little kitten!”

“Nobody but those I love get to call me that!” The Cat shouted psychically, “Now you’ve pissed me off! MMMMREEOWRR!” The Cat’s anger intensified the psionic force bombarding the Baroness mind. The vampire queen fell to her knees, grasping her head. “No…no…NOOOOO! GET OUT OF MY MIND!” Lillia screamed, falling on her face to the rooftop.

*****

Back at the Von Klempur Mansion…

Rachel, Julia and Konrad cautiously made their way back to the main level of the house without being seen. The two adept minions used their mind clouding abilities to great effect, moving the trio stealthily toward the Great Hall where the assembly usually met for inspection and training. When they arrived they noticed that the hall was buzzing with activity. There the trio met with a grisly sight. The bat creatures were feeding! The twins had announced their coup intentions and had been met with force by minions loyal to the Baroness. The twins anticipated the resistance and uncloaked the bat creatures that had them surrounded.

It was a massacre. The twins had even betrayed those who had been loyal to them during this time. They wanted to eliminate forever anyone who knew the truth about their treachery toward the Baroness. The minions did accord themselves well, eliminating nearly 700 of the 1000 bat creatures that attacked them, but in the end the minions were overwhelmed, killed and devoured. The unturned recruits in the dungeon had been spared by the creatures, as the twins wanted to turn them afresh to use them as minions that knew no one but them as being in command.

The cloaked trio had never seen such unbridled carnage collected in one place. The scene created by Cindy and Gina paled in comparison to the grisly tableau of bloody eviscerated vampire bodies that lay before them. Konrad couldn’t hold it together any longer, he vomited forcefully. Hans, the leader of the bat-creatures, smelled the vomit, and scanned for the source with his senses, but when he saw nothing, he shrugged it off and continued feeding.

The trio vacated the room as quickly as possible and went across the hall to the small Throne Room where Konrad and the Baroness met for the first time. Julia was in tears and Rachel comforted her. “How could they feed them to those…those monsters??” said Julia finally composing herself, “It’s insane! Absolutely insane!” “No Julia, it’s not.” said Rachel, “It makes perfect sense for their scheme! They’re eliminating all traces of their plot against our queen! I’d be willing to bet they’ve probably got some diabolical plot to double-cross Hans and the bat creatures as well!”

“No doubt.” said Konrad, “Sorry about hurling in the main hall, girls. I almost got us caught!” “Don’t sweat it, Konrad.” said Julia, “The cause was more than sufficient, believe me! I almost tossed it myself!” “Yeah, me too!” chimed in Rachel. “Where do we go from here girls?” asked Konrad flopping down in the seat next to the throne. “I think Rachel hit the nail squarely on the head, Konrad.” said Julia with a smirk, “Anya and Tanya think that all opposition has been removed. They’ll eliminate the bat creatures with dispatch, the last link in their chain of treachery.”

Konrad rubbed his chin and smiled also. “Yes, I see where you’re going, Julia!” he said, “They’ll also remove their only source of protection from you! All we need to do is keep from being discovered until they destroy the bat creatures, then you and Rachel can finish them off!” “It won’t be as easy as all that, Konrad!” said Rachel, “You’re talking about the ones who taught us how to kill!” Konrad walked over to the two minions and placed a hand each of their shoulders saying, “Are you kidding? You two are like a force of nature, a vampire killing machine! I bet Batman and Robin couldn’t take you two!”

Rachel teared up and said, “That’s the highest complement you could have given us, isn’t it Jules?” “Wow! You got that right!” agreed Julia, “You really think we compare to Batman and Robin, Konrad?” “Please!” said Konrad, “You’d take ‘em down in seconds! After all, they’re only human! You’re super-human!” “Well Jules, how much more of a setup do you need?” asked Rachel, “It’s what we’ve always wanted to do!”

“But Rache, how can we?” replied Julia, “The Bat’s got all that high tech equipment, the Batcave and all that stuff! We can’t even afford costumes!” “You two save the life of the richest man in Detroit and you’re worried about costumes? asked DeLaine, “Anything you girls need, you got! Just get us out of this alive, and Detroit’s gonna have two brand spanking new superheroines!”

The girls wanted to scream for joy, but remembered where they were and the situation that still needed to be handled. They both embraced Konrad and kissed his face repeatedly. “Hey, hey! Slow down here girls, I’m almost married!” Konrad said with a chuckle. “Oops! Sorry Konrad, we forgot!” said Rachel grinning sheepishly.

“I miss my Lily. I hope she’s OK!” said DeLaine. “I hope The Cat doesn’t kill her!” said Julia, her face suddenly a mask of concern. Konrad thought for a moment and smiled. “What is it, Konrad?” Rachel asked, “Why are you smiling? Do you think the Mistress will defeat The Cat?” “No, I don’t think she’ll have to.” he answered, “I suspect that the changes I’ve been seeing in my Lily will definitely affect the outcome of the battle quite surprisingly indeed!”

*****

Back at the Renaissance Center rooftop…

“MMREEOWRRR!” screamed The Cat as she leapt upon the Baroness, sinking her razor sharp claws into the vampire queen’s back. The Baroness cried out in agony as The Cat raked her claws from her neck to her derriere. The Cat turned the downed queen of the undead over and prepared to tear her to pieces. Then she noticed the tears. She sensed they weren’t for herself, but for something else.

Curious, The Cat ceased her attack and scented her. The Cat went into a state of shock! There was no scent of evil from her! She did detect sin, but no evil! “Baroness, why do you weep?” asked The Cat. “Please don’t taunt me!” pleaded the Baroness, “If you’re to kill me, just do it, but release Konrad unharmed, I beg you!” “You love him very much, don’t you?” The Cat asked knowing the answer already.

“You know I do!” the Baroness answered, “Why else would you have taken him?” “Baroness, before God, I do not have Konrad DeLaine!” said The Cat emphatically, “Who told you I had taken him?” “The twins told me!” said the Baroness beginning to see the truth, “They showed me the shredded bloody uniforms of the two minions I had guarding him! They told me you must have taken him when you killed them!” “Baroness, I have no reason to lie and upon my honor, I haven’t killed a vampire in 20 years!” The Cat said, “Baroness, you didn’t call this little meeting of ours, did you?”

“By no means!” she replied, “The twins told me you did! They told me you killed MacKinzie Ross and all his men. They said to meet you here tonight at the stroke of 10 tonight or else!” “I did go to kill Mac Ross that night, but he and his boys were already dead when I got there!” explained The Cat, “The twins told me you ordered his death because he was drawing too much attention to your organization and issued me your challenge to meet you here!” “I’ve been a fool!” admitted the Baroness, “Those two must have been plotting this for months!”

“I smell a pair of rats I need to kill!” said The Cat through her sharp teeth. The Cat stood up and offered her hand to help the Baroness to her feet. “They must have Konrad!” Lillia exclaimed as she rose up, “They’ll kill him! I’ve got to get back there quickly!” “Then I have the fastest way!” said The Cat, “Give me your hand.” “Why do you want to come?” she asked, “I thought you killed vampires!”

“I usually do, but the love of this man and the effect it’s had on you, has eliminated the stench of evil from you.” The Cat explained, “By my code I cannot harm you, but the other two must die! I want to make sure they perish before this night is over!” “Don’t worry about that, Cat!” said the Baroness frowning, “I’ll tear them to tiny little pieces, along with anyone else that’s joined up with them!”

“Sounds like fun!” said The Cat,”Let’s do it! Give me your hand and trust me!” “Do I have a choice?” the Baroness asked with a smile. “Not really!” said The Cat with a wry grin, “You’re still a vampire, but one without evil. I honestly don’t know what to do with you, but I think I’d better keep an eye on you anyway!”

The Baroness picked up her staff and took The Cat’s hand. The Cat said, “Now, think of the place we need to be. Concentrate on it. Got it?” The Baroness closed her eyes and said, “Yes, I have the perfect spot!” “Yes, now I see it too!” said The Cat, “Hold that image and hold tight to my hand, here we go!” The Cat touched her mystic belt and the green jewels glowed, then in a brilliant flash of light, the two fabulous femmes were gone!

TO BE CONCLUDED…

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here it is True Believers! The Conclusion of Lair of The Vampire Queen! Enjoy!

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Tales of The Cat – Lair of The Vampire Queen – Part 10 – The Conclusion!

The Mansion of Baroness Lillia von Klempur

Anya and Tanya, the beautiful vampire twins, were all smiles, thinking that their treacherous scheme was nearly complete. All that was left to do was to dispose of one more loose end. “Hans, my dear compatriot” said Anya, “Have you and your brothers dined sufficiently?” “Oh, yes my lady Anya!” Hans answered with a twinkle in his eye, “We haven’t had a feast like this for sometime!” “I’m sure!” said Tanya, “Bat creatures, come before us and swear your loyalty to our new regime!”

“Yes, my lady!” Hans replied, “Brothers, come!” The remaining bat creatures came before the thrones that were placed on a platform with 3 steps that ascended to it. The creatures bowed before the twins and waited for them to give the command that would allow them to lift their heads to look their new mistresses in the eyes. It never came.

Tanya nodded to Anya and she touched a hidden stud on the side of her throne. The floor beneath the bat creatures opened so quickly that none of them had time to take flight. Hans and his brothers fell 50 feet downward, into a room with completely smooth thick metal walls, leaving no way to climb up.

“My ladies, what are you doing??” cried Hans, “Have we not obeyed your every command?? Done your will?? Betrayed she who was rightfully our queen??” “Yes, my minute minion.” said Tanya with a sharp mocking smile, “Now you will obey our last command: DIE!” The twins laughed as the floor closed and hundreds of nozzles released a boiling combination sulfuric, hydrochloric and nitric acid.

The bodies of the bat creatures dissolved on contact. They screamed for a total of 45 to 60 seconds, as the corrosion protected vat quickly filled with the deadly combination of caustic chemicals. When the screams stopped, the twins pumped the substance out into its holding place and opened the floor to feast their eyes on the aftermath.

The holding tank was completely empty as if it had been scrubbed clean, except for the claw marks on the walls as the creatures attempted escape from the twins’ death-trap. Anya said, “A pity they can only glide and not fly, otherwise they could’ve escaped our little trap!” The twins hugged each other and laughed with evil glee. Their plan was complete. Nothing could stop them now.

*****

Meanwhile, down in the Labyrinth…

The forgotten bodies of the two vampire creatures, Cindy and Gina, lay still, their severed heads near them. The wide eyed faces still showing the look of shock they died with. Suddenly, the wide red eyes of the 2 severed heads began to glow! Bloody tendrils, like plant roots, began growing out of the necks, searching for their bodies. As the tendrils found the cleanly severed necks of each of their bodies, they attached themselves and slowly pulled the heads back to their places, atop the bodies. With their heads re-attached, the powerful vampiric healing factor in both the girls’ bodies took over and soon the deadly duo sat up.

Cindy was terribly hungry. Her body had used all its energy healing her injuries and required more to sustain her. She felt the gnawing pain in her belly that drove her to survive. She knew what she had to do. “Gina, are you alright?” asked Cindy in her sweetest voice. “Yeah, I think so.” she answered, “And you?” “Oh. I’m fine.” Cindy said, “We’ve been through a lot today, haven’t we my sister?” “Yes, but we got through it!” said Gina proudly, “Because we always stick together, right?” “Yup, ever since 3rd grade!” said Cindy. Cindy opened her arms and Gina hugged her, almost purring in her embrace.

With a lightning quick move, Cindy yanked Gina’s head back and hissing loudly, sank her long fangs into her throat. “PLEASE CINDY, NO!” Gina shouted, “We’ll find someone else! Don’t kill me!! NOOOOO!!” Cindy entwined her sleek, shimmering, black hosed legs with Gina’s and continued feeding on her until she stopped struggling.

Cindy removed her mouth from Gina’s severed artery and looked into her eyes. Gina weakly whispered, “Why…Cindy…why?” Cindy’s large pupiless red eyes filled with tears as she said, “I’m truly sorry Gina, but you and I both know that we never would have made it through the Labyrinth, much less upstairs without feeding! It came down to you or me, my friend and I needed it to be you! Good-bye my old friend, I will miss you!” Gina sighed and passed out as Cindy finished draining her and began exploring for more blood in her corpse, clawing her to shreds.

After thoroughly exsanguinating her childhood friend, Cindy stood and started to leave. Then she stopped and thought, “If Gina somehow regenerates, she’ll kill me! She always was a bit vindictive! I’d better make sure she stays dead!” Cindy went back to Gina’s body and decapitated her with one powerful swipe of her razor sharp claws. She then found some old lamp oil in a forgotten room nearby, poured it over Gina’s body and set it afire with a torch from the wall sconce. “Rest in peace, old friend.” she said solemnly, “I go to avenge us both with the blood of Anya, Tanya, Rachel and Julia!”

*****

At the same time, up in the Throne Room…

Julia and Rachel, sworn protectors of Konrad DeLaine, had heard the blood-curdling screams of the bat creatures as they died. This signaled the time of their greatest challenge yet, to face the twins in combat. The girls were nervous, but resolute in purpose. Julia wanted Tanya’s blood for turning Gina and Cindy into ravening monsters and Rachel just wanted revenge for the twins’ plan to overthrow the Baroness, not to mention the part of the scheme that required their murder/sacrifice!

Konrad looked worried. He was concerned for the girls’ safety and for their lives as well. “Are you sure we shouldn’t just get out of here?” he asked. Rachel smiled and said, “No Konrad. If Mistress Lillia is killed by The Cat, we’d be the only witnesses to the contrary of how they took over. They’d never stop hunting us!” “Rache is right, Konrad!” Julia agreed, “You’ve seen how ruthless they are! If we take the fight to them right now, we may be able to end this thing before it begins!” “I understand.” said Konrad, “I just…well, good luck!” The girls hugged Konrad and kissed him, one on each cheek.

Julia looked at Konrad and said, “Come here, let me show you something.” Julia led Konrad to the blazing hearth. “Watch this.” she said. Julia touched a small hidden button under the lip of the mantle. The large portrait of the Baroness above the fireplace rotated revealing a large two-handed sword. The weapon looked like it had just been forged. There wasn’t the slightest blemish on it from the sharp end of the blade, to the golden jewel encrusted hilt and pommel. “Can you use a sword, Konrad?” asked Rachel. “Are you kidding?” he replied, “I was a champion fencer with all types of blades, including ones like this. Whose sword was this? It looks like it belonged to a king!”

“It did.” said Julia, “The mistress told me that this is the vampire slayer sword of King Quennoth the Valiant. It is a sacred sword of sharpness and can cut through anything. Only humans may touch it and then only those of faithful hearts. The Baroness told me that if we ever had to leave you to defend yourself, to give you this, for she knew your heart to be true.” “How did she get it?” asked Konrad.

“The king gave it to her as a symbol of trust and pledge for a treaty between his kingdom and hers.” explained Julia, “However, the king’s son Prince Reynard, violated the treaty when he killed a vampire that was feeding on a young girl lawfully convicted of treason against the crown. Those sentenced to death were fair game for feeding and this girl actually was plotting with Reynard to overthrow his father and usurp the throne for himself. The Prince’s violation of the treaty and subsequent murder of his father caused the Baroness to fly into a rage and she single handedly slaughtered the Prince and his entire family. She kept the sword as a reminder that all so called ‘noble’ men are not always so.”

Julia continued, “As you wield the sword, no vampire may touch you without being cut and the cuts will not heal as quickly as they normally would for a vampire. The blade cannot be broken by normal or magical means and can slice through solid iron like a hot knife through warm butter. It also glows when vampires are near.” “Wow! That’s some weapon!” said Konrad, “May I?” “Please!” said Julia.

The blade glowed when he touched it and Konrad twirled the great sword like Conan the Barbarian or Dar the BeastMaster, whirling it around his body. He finally stopped in a samurai like stance and the girls gasped. “You really do know your blades!” said Rachel. “I’ll be OK. You girls just be careful.” said Konrad lowering the sword, “I want to see you protecting the city as superheroines!” The girls grinned showing their pointed fangs, waved at Konrad and softly padded down the hallway.

The girls spoke telepathically as they made their way to the large assembly chamber. “Julia, I have an idea which may give you an advantage over Tanya.” said Rachel, “Don’t show those claws of yours until well into the fight when you’ve weakened her or if you get into trouble. You’re sure they don’t know about your claws or my strength?”

“Absolutely, only the Mistress and the science team knew of our volunteering and I think Mistress Lillia doesn’t really remember us from that time.” Julia answered. “Good.” said Rachel, “Well, here we are. You ready to do this, partner?” “As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess!” Julia replied, “Rache, in case we don’t make it, I just wanna say…” “I know, me too!” Rachel replied hugging her friend, “Let’s do this!”

*****

Down in the Dungeon…

Cindy had made her way through the Labyrinth and back up to the dungeon’s main level. She suddenly detected the scent of human flesh and blood. It was coming from the holding cells where the “recruits” for the Baroness’ minion army were kept. Cindy silently crept down the darkened hall, her sleek hosed feet making no sound. She slid the viewing port open and saw three girls huddled in the corner of the room, holding each other, scared out of their minds. Cindy licked her lips and her long fangs and opened the door. She was on them before they could scream. She greedily fed on and shredded them all. Walking out of the door, licking her claws, she said, “Now, girls you have nothing to fear!”

Cindy continued through the dungeon and up to the main level. There she caught a scent she recognized. It was Konrad DeLaine. Cindy grinned widely and thought, “Ooooh, dessert!” Konrad was practicing with the Vampire Slayer when the blade of the great sword suddenly began to glow. Konrad barely had time to turn toward the door before Cindy was almost upon him. Cindy grabbed Konrad violently, but quickly recoiled in pain, her hands bleeding from her contact with his body.

“ARRRRRRGH!! What did you do to me?? I’m bleeding!” said Cindy in amazement. “Cindy? How can it be?” asked Konrad, “I saw Julia cut your head clean off!” Cindy growled and smiled baring her fangs the more. “I’m more than just a vampire now, Konrad.” said Cindy slowly circling him, “I regenerate in so many different ways! Now that I’ve fed well, I’m probably more powerful than even the Mistress!”

“In your dreams, little girl!” said Konrad, “She’s the most powerful vampire I’ve ever seen! She makes Dracula look like a sick old man!” “We’ll just have to see about that, if she survives the battle with The Cat!” Cindy replied, “But enough sweet talk! It’s time for that dessert I’ve been wanting ever since I met you downstairs!”

“Cindy, please don’t do this!” Konrad pleaded, “I tried to save you from the twins, remember?” “Oh yes, I vaguely recall that!” she answered, “Even though I was thralled and losing blood rapidly, I remember The Mistress disarmed you quite easily! Well, because of that heroic effort I promise you won’t suffer any pain when I…suck you dry!” “That won’t be as easy as you might think.” said Konrad confidently, “I’m pretty good with this thing!” “Really?” said Cindy raising an eyebrow, “Good! I love a challenge! Let’s do this! GRRAWWRR!!”

Cindy moved with unbelievable speed and slashed at Konrad with her claws. Konrad barely avoided the blow and parried it with the sword. Cindy let out a yelp as the mighty sword’s sharp glowing blade cut off the end of Cindy’s left pinky finger. She quickly picked it up from the floor and as Konrad watched, she placed it back on her hand. Amazingly, the fingertip and its razored claw reattached as if it had never been cut off!

“That’s a neat trick!” said Konrad in astonishment. “If you like that one, you’ll love this!!” she said. Cindy clouded herself and quickly flipped behind Konrad, slashing down across his back. Konrad yelled and swung the sword around him missing Cindy by mere centimeters.

Cindy noticed that there was no cut resulting from her contact with Konrad by her claws. Only contact with her skin seemed to cause cuts to be inflicted. The blade was a different story. Cindy attempted to strike Konrad with her claws again, but the agile billionaire rolled to one side and followed through with a sword blow that sliced off the claws on Cindy’s right hand. Unfortunately, the vampire creature’s healing factor also seemed to include her claws and they regenerated almost instantly, sharper than ever. Konrad over compensated and Cindy caught him with another claw strike to his right shoulder. The pain almost made him drop the sword, but he held it firmly.

From that moment on, no matter what Cindy tried, Konrad held her at sword’s length, so that she couldn’t land another strike with her wickedly sharp claws. Konrad began slicing at Cindy with great rapidity, not allowing her to heal before he landed the next blow. He was wearing her down.

Konrad finally made her drop to her knees and prepared to deliver the final blow to sever her head from her shoulders. That’s when Cindy, desperate to live, tried to thrall him. The first attempt didn’t work, but did slow him down. Konrad shook it off and swung the sword upward. Cindy tried again with all her remaining power and concentration. This time the sharp fanged she-devil succeeded!

Konrad’s eyes glazed over and he lowered the Vampire Slayer. Cindy ordered him to drop the sword and he obeyed. She started to leap on him and rip him to screaming shreds, but then decided to have ultimate revenge on the Baroness by turning him into what she was. Cindy caressed his handsome face and laid him down on the very same rug that she herself was laying on when she was turned.

She straddled him, smiling, savoring the moment. Cindy hissed softly and brought her elongated fangs down to Konrad’s neck. She punctured and tore the soft flesh of his neck at his jugular vein and slowly drank his warm, sweet blood, enjoying the taste of it, as it flowed across her lips and down her throat. Konrad’s eyes flowed with tears as he mentally said good-bye to his precious Lily.

*****

In the Great Hall…

The twins were so occupied basking in their triumph and celebrating their victory that they didn’t notice 2 clouded figures creeping into the room. As the girls drew closer to the raised platform where the traitorous twins were seated, Rachel noticed the floor directly in front of the platform seemed to be hinged as if it were a trap door She signaled Julia telepathically to stay clear of it. She acknowledged. The girls were amazed at their one time mentor’s lack of discernment as they drew even closer, but the twins didn’t expect resistance of any kind.

Julia approached Tanya on the left, while Rachel went for Anya on the right. Rachel said telepathically, “Now!” They both moved simultaneously and attacked while still cloaked. The twins never knew what hit them. The girls clawed them mercilessly and tried for their throats, but the twins were too well trained and experienced to be taken so easily. Tanya hissed loudly and blocked Julia’s next clawing blows (amazingly enough while Julia was still cloaked!) and answered with one of her own. She then monkey flipped the cloaked vampiress off her and kipped up to her feet.

Rachel was similarly surprised when Anya blocked her strikes also and grasped her wrists in a grip of iron. Anya then released 2 powerful kicks into Rachel’s groin and flipped her off as well, rolling to her feet next to her sister. “Who dares attack us? Show yourselves!!” Tanya demanded. The girls de-cloaked and the twins were in a state of shock.

“Surprise, you traitorous tramps!” said Julia, “Now you’ll pay for betraying our queen, filthy strumpets!” “NO! You’re dead! You couldn’t have survived those two monsters!” shouted Anya. Julia replied, “You mean Cindy and Gina, those poor girls you turned into ravening ghouls? They’re dead! And now it’s time you joined them!! C’mere Tanya, I’ve got something special just for you!” “And I’ve got a little present for you Anya!” said Rachel. The twins smiled and said simultaneously, “Bring it on!”

No more words were necessary. The battle began in earnest. The vampiresses bared their fangs and claws and attacked their opponents. Julia hissed loudly and leapt for Tanya. The red-haired succubus was waiting for her. Despite her readiness, Julia connected with a flying dragon kick to Tanya’s sternum, knocking her former teacher off her feet. Julia knew she had to keep hitting Tanya, constantly pressing her advantage, never giving her an opening. Tanya was impressed with Julia’s ability to keep her off balance and on the defensive, but Julia made one small error in judging the distance on one of her numerous strikes and Tanya took full advantage of it.

Rachel’s size made her just a hair slower than Anya. Rachel compensated by consistently keeping the fight to close quarters not letting the red clad vixen move out of range of her powerful blows. Anya tried to teleport or vaporize, but Rachel’s constant claw strikes, wrestling grips and rapid punches made it difficult to concentrate long enough to accomplish either defense. Rachel felt her victory was almost in her grasp when suddenly Anya ceased trying to push Rachel away from her and pulled her close and ripped her throat with her fangs, sucking hard on her severed vein. The sudden change caught Rachel off guard and she began pushing on Anya trying to get her to release the leech-like grip on her neck!

*****

In the Throne Room…

Cindy had nearly drained enough of Konrad to turn him but stopped to look deeply into his eyes. “Mmmm, Konrad you are delicious!” Cindy smiled, her mouth oozing Konrad’s lifeblood, “I can see why the Mistress wants you all to herself!” Cindy bent her neck downward to finish draining Konrad when there was a sudden flash of light in the room. Cindy whirled around to see The Cat and The Baroness standing behind her. “KONRAD!! NO!!” The Baroness screamed, moving faster than the human eye could see. Lillia grabbed Cindy by the throat with both hands and with a roar, ripped out her throat, nearly decapitating her.

Lillia fell to her knees beside Konrad and licked his throat wound closed. “Konrad darling, can you hear me?” she asked, her face a mask of deep concern. Konrad opened his eyes and smiled at her. “Lily…I’m dying…too…late.” he replied softly. “No, please don’t say that! You’ll be alright!” Lillia protested, but she knew he was right. She could feel that Konrad was slipping away. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and pleaded, “Please baby, let me turn you before it’s too late! I don’t want to live without you!” “No…Lily.” he replied, “I…can’t…live…if someone…has to…die! I…won’t…live…half a life…even if…it means…losing you! Please…don’t…hate me…for that!”

“Oh sweetheart, I could never hate you!” Lillia replied, “I just didn’t want to be without you!” The Cat watched as The Baroness pulled off her mask and wept bitterly. The Cat felt great compassion for her and deep sympathy, for she knew how it felt to lose someone as close as this and to have him die before your eyes. Lillia screamed in agony and rage, her eyes blazing brightly. “Konrad, can you hold on long enough for me to bring you the twins heads to lie before you?” asked Lillia. “I’ll…try.” Konrad smiled. Lillia kissed him gently, and roaring crashed through the wall.

The Cat slinked over to Konrad and said, “Mr. DeLaine, I may have an alternative for you.” The Cat explained the existence of the cat people and the way they survive, as human and cat, in the light of day and in the dark of night. He would have the best of both worlds, if he promised to only feed upon the evil and follow the code of The Cat. Konrad agreed if she would make the same offer to Lillia. The Cat smiled and nodded her agreement. She straddled him and exhaled her sweet breath into his face. Konrad fell asleep as she lowered her fangs to his throat.

*****

Back in the Great Hall…

Anya was still violently sucking on Rachel’s throat and Tanya had pummeled Julia until she was unconscious. Tanya smiled and was just about to sink her fangs into Julia when the wall exploded. Anya rose up from Rachel and Tanya from Julia. The Baroness stepped through the hole in the wall, her eyes blazing bright red and said, “Girls, we need to talk!” She raised her hands and the twins flew toward her and their throats landed, one in each hand.

Lillia squeezed with the force of a pneumatic vise and said, “Well, you almost succeeded girls! If I had been my usual self, I never would have spoken to The Cat, which was probably what you counted on! Then I’d be dead and you’d have it all! But it didn’t work and now my love lies dying on the floor of my Throne Room and your severed heads are going to be my last gift to him!”

Lillia’s eyes filled with tears and her anger began to be replaced with sadness and despair. Her grip weakened slightly and it gave the twins the opening they needed. They vaporized out of her mighty grip and materialized on either side of her. The twins hissed loudly and attacked, sinking their fangs into Lillia’s throat on both sides. The Baroness fell under them and they began draining her. Lillia offered no resistance. The love of her life was gone. She no longer wished to live.

Suddenly, a roar like a clap of thunder erupted in the Great Hall such that the very walls are shaken. The twins were shocked out of their feeding and looked toward the source of the deafening sound. A man stood in the doorway with a woman clad in black. The woman was The Cat, but the twins didn’t recognize the man.

He was about 6’2” tall with long golden hair, a little past his shoulders. He had light golden furred ears that pointed above his head, like The Cat’s own, and a yellow furred tail with a tufted end like a lion’s. He wore a skin tight body suit that was gold on top, including the arms, above a purple up chevron whose point was in the center of his muscular chest. The purple color continued from the chevron shape, down past a gold belt with purple gemstones, all the way to his feet. They soon got a much closer look.

The powerful cat-man attacked them both simultaneously, the razored claws on his paw-like hands ripping deep into their undead bodies. The Cat just grinned and watched as the lion-like man tore into them. He then picked them both up by their throats and hurled them into the wall at the far end of the hall. They slid to the floor, unconscious. He quickly knelt and spoke to The Baroness in a deep voice reminiscent of Mufasa in The Lion King. “Are you alright?” said the lion-man. “Yes…I think so.” Lillia replied, “Who are you?” The golden haired cat-man smiled showing his perfect white fangs and said, “Lily, it’s me!”

Lillia blinked hard; reached up caressed his face and said, “Konrad?? Your hair, your ears, your teeth and oh, those beautiful green eyes! How can this be? How did this happen?” “The Cat saved my life by turning me this way!” he answered. “I don’t understand!” Lillia said, “Why would you let her turn you and not me?” “Because, dear sweet Lily, I can have the best of both worlds.” said Konrad, “Living in the daylight and prowling the night for evildoers, according to the code that is.” “Really, Konrad? I’m so glad for you!” said Lillia. “Well, I’m glad for us sweetheart.” he said proudly, “Because she promised to do the same for you!”

“Me? A cat-woman?” said Lillia quizzically. She looked at The Cat and asked, “Can you really do that?” “Yes, you see the result.” The Cat replied, “Although I’ve never turned a vampire before. It could be painful!” “Anything would preferable to the pain I felt when I thought I’d lost him!” Lillia answered, “Let’s do it!” The Baroness lay down on the platform as The Cat straddled her body. “Just relax now, Baroness.” she said softly. “Please Cat, call me Lillia.” she replied, “After all, you’re about to save my life…and my marriage!”

The Cat laughed and breathed softly in her face. Lillia fell asleep and The Cat began draining her. Once she had reached the point of near death, The Cat called out to her. “Lillia, can you hear me?” “Yes.” “Open your eyes.” Lillia opened her eyes and The Cat cut her wrist for the 2nd time that evening. Lillia drank deeply of The Cat’s blood until the wrist vessel was removed from her mouth.

Lillia felt something strange coming over her. It was pain, but also pleasurable. It was painfully euphoric she thought. At first it frightened her and The Cat held her left hand, Konrad her right. She convulsed 3 or 4 times and then stopped moving. A strange blue white glow came from her and Lillia’s face and body began to change.

Her ears pointed and grew upward toward the top of her head. Her pale skin began to grow a snow white peach fuzz type fur that had spots! Her hands became paw-like with razor sharp blue claws. Her irises changed from red to ice blue and her hair became a long, thick gorgeous mane of silky snow white. She also grew a tail that had white fur with no spots except for the end whose tip was completely black.

Lillia awakened and the first face she saw was Konrad’s cat-like face. “How do you feel?” said Konrad in his deep Mufasa voice. “Mmmm, purrfect!” said Lillia, to which The Cat and Konrad burst out laughing. She looked at her hands, feet and body and giggled saying, “Konrad, look I have spots! And my hair, its snow white! And, oh I have a tail! HAHAHAHAHA!”

“Lillia, this is yours.” said The Cat handing her the power belt. It was powder blue with diamond like crystals. Lillia put it on and it gave her a costume that was very similar to the one she wore as the Baroness, but the sheer parts were shimmering white and the side panels and panty were blue-white stretchy material somewhat like lycra. Powder blue ornate gauntlets adorned her wrists and a blue choker completed the costume.

Lillia asked Konrad, “How do I look?” “You look good enough to eat!” he replied licking his sharp fangs, “But don’t take my word for it, see for yourself. Go look in the mirror!” “There aren’t any mirrors here, silly!” said Lillia, “I was a vampire, there was no need!” “Well sillier, there’s one in the anteroom behind the platform!” said Konrad with a smile. “Oops! I forgot all about that one!” she said sheepishly, “I was going to use it as a picture frame and never got around to it.” “Come on, baby! I want you to see what I see every time I look at you!” said Konrad holding out a paw-like hand.

They went into the anteroom and there was the gilded ornate framed mirror. As Lillia looked into it, for an instant she recoiled, only by instinct. Then she looked into it reaching out toward her own reflection. Lillia was over 1000 years old and had never seen herself in a mirror, being born a vampire. Lillia asked Konrad, “How can I see what I really look like?” “Touch your belt and envision yourself dressed as normal and watch what happens!” he replied. Lillia did so and there was a flash of light.

There stood Lillia von Klempur dressed in a top, skirt, jacket and boots, all black. She removed the sunglasses and stared into her own ice blue eyes. She began to weep. Konrad changed to his human form and put his arms around her waist looking at their reflection together. “We make a good looking couple, you and I. What do you say we get married?” said Konrad with a smile.

“Sorry mister, I’m already spoken for!” said Lillia with a grin. “Really? And who is this lucky guy?” said Konrad. “Oh, he’s gorgeous!” she said, “About 6’2”, long golden hair, muscular, pointed ears, tail. Have you seen him?” “I think so. Did he look like this?” said Konrad as he touched his belt and transformed. “Rrrowrr! The Cat does do good work!” Lillia complemented. They were about to kiss when Lillia caught the scent of the twins. They were waking up.

Lillia transformed back into cat-form and raced out of the anteroom, back into the Great Hall. With a leopard-like scream she fell on Anya tearing her across the chest and face. Anya pleaded, “Please Mistress, don’t kill me, I beg you, show mercy!” “Mercy?” said Lillia, her ice blue eyes glowing brightly, “You dare ask me for mercy? After what you’ve done to me, to my husband-to-be? No, my one-time daughter, there will be no mercy, no quarter, and no escape. Now you will feed me in a way you never could before! Now, you are the prey of The Snow Leopard!” With another leopard-like scream she pounced on Anya, tearing her to shreds.

“I guess that just leaves you and me, sweet-meat!” said Konrad approaching Tanya. “Please Konrad, you won’t kill me will you?” pleaded Tanya. “Oh no, my dear.” said Konrad smiling, “I’m just going to taste you and soften you up a little. You’re already spoken for! RRROARRR!” Tanya screamed as Konrad clawed her into submission. He then sank his fangs into her jugular only tasting her, and then licking the wound closed.

Konrad called over Julia and Rachel, now fully recovered from the fight, to take their revenge. Rachel told Julia, “She’s all yours, partner!” “Thanks, Rache!” said Julia, baring her metal claws. “Tanya, this is for Gina!” she said giving her a deep strike. “This is for Cindy!” giving another claw strike, “This is for The Mistress!” giving a deep stab with both sets of claws. Tanya screamed in terrible agony. “And this…this is for me!” said Julia, yanking her red hair exposing her neck and plunging her fangs deep into her throat tearing her artery, feeding on every drop of blood.

*****

Back in the Throne Room…

Cindy’s vampire creature body had once again regenerated and she regained consciousness. She could barely move at all, but one overpowering thought dominated her mind, “Blood…need blood!” Cindy looked around and spotted Lillia’s staff and at its end, The Orb of The Blood of Dracula. Cindy crawled over to the love seat where it laid, almost beckoning to her. She reached it and unscrewed the orb from the end of the staff. Using her last bit of vampiric strength, she snapped the threaded end of the thick crystal orb off and drained the orb completely, not spilling a drop.

Cindy felt strangely dizzy and passed out. She went into a dream state and a man appeared before her. She recognized him from her minion classes. It was Lord Dracula! She fell to one knee and pleaded, “Forgive me, my lord! I needed to feed and there was nothing else left! Don’t be angry with me!”

Dracula laughed and replied, “Angry? Why should I be angry, child? You have set my essence free after 75 years of imprisonment! Now I shall give you all of my powers and combined with your untold regenerative capabilities, we shall be invincible! Do you accept this gift I give you?” “Oh yes, my lord, thank you!” Cindy exclaimed. Dracula placed his hand on her head and said, “Then arise, Dracynda, Queen of the Undead!”

The air around Cindy shimmered and her tattered, blood stained minion uniform was reshaped into a one piece bodystocking that started at her neck with a dark red choker, joined to a red sheer, shiny panel extending from her collarbone to her cleavage. The rest of the shiny lycra-like bodystocking was black and also covered her arms, all the way to her wrists, where she wore short, tight dark red leather gloves with tiny holes at the fingertips so she could easily bare her razor sharp claws.

The black bodystocking part stopped at her shapely thighs where it formed an upside down v-shape on each thigh. The one piece garment continued with red sheer, shimmering hose that covered the rest of her legs from her thighs to her toes.

There was also a change in her skin which was now as pale as death, her eyes were still red and pupiless, but glowed and smoldered as if on fire. Her mangled mane of hair had been replaced with jet black silky locks with front bangs that had formed themselves into a horn-like shape. The most spectacular change was a pair of large black bat-like wings which sprouted from her shoulder blades.

As she stood, Dracula said, “When you awaken these changes will be complete. Do not show yourself to your enemies yet. Let them wonder what they have to fear. Instead, go to the vampire clans and make your claim as their new queen, telling them what has transpired with Lillia. None of them will be as powerful as you. Any opposition you encounter will be easily put down. Show no mercy to those who come against you, unless it will be to your benefit to do so. Once you have united the clans, then take your revenge on Lillia and her husband and the 2 minions who killed you.”

“What about The Cat, Sire?” asked Dracynda, “Should she not be punished also?” “Ah, yes, The Cat!” said Dracula smiling his most wicked smile, “We will see to her as well, my dear. We must be patient, like the spider. She will come into our web soon enough, and then she will be ours to feast upon!”

*****

Back in the Great Hall…

The Cat was instructing the new cat-couple in the fine art of detecting evil and discerning it from sin. “The stench you detected from Anya and Tanya was evil at its worst.” said The Cat, “It almost made you sick, didn’t it?” “Yes, it was most foul indeed!” said Konrad. “Is that what vampires smell like all the time, Cat?” asked Lillia. “Yes, but there are exceptions like our two friends here!” said The Cat, indicating Rachel and Julia, “I don’t detect any vestige of evil from them at all! The question is what do we do with good vampires?”

“Cat, can you teach us to detect and discern the stench of evil?” asked Julia. “Yes, I can. But why?” replied The Cat. “Because we’ve wanted to be superheroines since we were kids!” answered Rachel, “And this is our big chance!” “Very well then, I’ll teach you all I know, if you’ll promise to hold to the code I’ve taught Lillia and Konrad.” The Cat answered. “We promise!” they said in unison. “So girls, what have you decided to call yourselves?” said Konrad. “I’ll be called She-Bat!” said Rachel. “And I’ll be The Midnite Claw!” answered Julia baring her 18-inch metal claws. “Well, I’m a man of my word!” said Konrad, “Just ask for anything you need and you will have it!”

“Well, we kinda need a base of operations!” said Rachel. “What about here?” said Lillia, “I’m moving out of this place and it’s still covered by the clouding spell so no one knows it’s here and there’s plenty of food for you! The heated blood storage facility is full to the brim, so you won’t need to hunt for a year or more, unless there’s someone who just won’t change their ways! If you want this place, it’s yours!”

“WOW! The whole place, Mistress?” exclaimed Julia. “Of course!” laughed Lillia, “And call me Lillia. I’m not your mistress anymore, I’m your friend and I’m in your debt for my fiancé’s life. I will always be here for you!” “As will I!” said The Cat, “You know, with us around, the Detroit Metropolitan area may become the safest place in America!”

The levity was broken when The Cat detected the stench of evil somewhere in the mansion. “Do you all smell that?” she asked. “Yes, it reeks!” said Lillia “Is that evil?” “Quite so, let’s find it!” said The Cat. The quintet raced from the Great Hall into the hallway.

“It’s coming from the Throne Room!” shouted Konrad sniffing the air, “It must be Cindy! She must still be alive!” “CINDY?” exclaimed Julia, “How can that be? I killed her!” “She regenerated somehow!” said Konrad running for the room, “She’s the one that almost turned me into a vampire creature! If Lily and Cat hadn’t shown up when they did…”

The five champions arrived at the Throne Room and entered expecting a fight. Just before they crossed the doorstep, the stench disappeared! Lillia found her staff on the floor and the orb empty. “My God!” The Cat exclaimed, “Does this mean what I think it does?” “Yes Cat, it does!” replied Lillia, “Cindy has ingested the blood of Dracula! Now she has his power coursing through her veins!” “Lillia, look at this!” said Rachel handing her a note. It was from Dracynda. It read:

Baroness:

By the time you read this I will be on my way to the United Clan’s hall of meeting. There I will take your place as Queen of the Undead. Those who oppose me shall feed my hunger until the rest capitulate or there’s no one left to devour!

After I have assumed control of the clans, I will return to exterminate you all like the vermin you are! Your mighty cat- powers will not save you or your friends from my vengeance! Enjoy your lives while you can!

See you soon!

Love and Kisses,

Dracynda (Cindy)

“That little tramp!” growled Lillia, “I’ll tear her into so many pieces, the ants will have difficulty finding them!! How dare she say such things to me!!” “Well honey, by becoming a cat-woman that does kinda leave the throne vacant!” said Konrad. “I suppose you’re right, at that sweetheart!” admitted Lillia, “But this threat cannot go unheeded!”

“It won’t Lillia.” said The Cat, her green eyes glowing, “When this little tart returns to our city she’ll get more than she bargained for! She’s in for one helluva fight!” “You know it!” said Rachel and Julia in unison, “The She-Bat and The Midnite Claw will be right by your side, Cat!” “As will The Snow Leopard and Darnok, The Golden Lion!” said Konrad.

“Hmmm, Darnok. I like it!” said Lillia. “I kinda thought you might, Lily” he replied holding her close. They purred together for the first time and started to feel amorous. They started to leave, but The Cat said, “Hold it right there you two!” They turned around with quizzical looks on their feline faces. “Have you forgotten something?” asked The Cat. “I don’t think so.” replied Konrad, “Lillia what’s she talking about?” “Oh yeah! Sorry lion-loins, no sex ‘til after the wedding, snookums!” said Lillia with a playful wink, “Otherwise we’re dead, remember?”

“We can still kiss and stuff, right?” said Konrad with a worried look. “As long as you have the discipline to refrain from sex, it’s OK” said The Cat, “Do you?” “Hey, ask the leopard lady, she’s the sex maniac in the family!” said Konrad grinning. “Ooooh, I’m gonna get you for that one! Wait ‘til I get my claws on you!” said Lillia chasing him from the room. The Cat burst into laughter as did Julia and Rachel.

The happy couple returned after a few minutes of chase play and transformed into their human guises. They bid farewell to Julia and Rachel. They were still vampires and the sun was beginning to rise, so they retreated to the safety of the interior rooms of the mansion.

The Cat, Lillia and Konrad walked out into the cool morning air just as the sun rose over the horizon. Lillia cringed at first, then she wept as she enjoyed her first sunrise. “It’s so beautiful, Konrad!” said Lillia, “I can see why you didn’t want to give this up!” “Hey, Cat! Since we’re all partners, why haven’t we seen who you are yet?”

“We’ve been so busy with you two, I completely forgot!” said The Cat. She touched her belt and revealed herself in her civilian garb. “Hey, I know you!” said Konrad, “You’re engaged to the Mayor, right?” “Yup, Elaine Spivey, at your service!” she said with a polite bow. “Wait a minute!” said Lillia, “I know you too! From a long time ago! You’re Chrysanthemum Davis, too, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am!” said Elaine in amazement, “No one’s ever recognized me before! I always made sure that every picture came out blurry! How did you know?” “I was there at your last little soiree before you ‘disappeared’ and your business manager took over for you!” explained Lillia.

“I don’t know about you ladies, but I’m hungry! Let’s get some breakfast, my treat?” said Konrad. “Sounds good to me!” said Elaine. “So Elaine, I’d like to talk a little business with you if I may…” Konrad began. “Oh boy! Here we go!” said Lillia smiling.

“Can you turn her back into a vampire? She was so much more polite!” said Konrad with a smirk. “Watch it lion-boy! Don’t forget, I can still tease you till your eyes bug out!” said Lillia, her ice blue eyes glowing. Konrad gulped. “Girlfriend, I can see were gonna be real good friends!” said Elaine laughing, as they walked to Konrad’s Maybach sedan.

THE END

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's a little sneak preview of coming attractions!

Julia Key and Rachel Monroe are the crime-fighting, evil-decimating crusaders of justice, The She-Bat and The Midnite Claw!

Here's a couple of pics to whet your appetites! Seeya soon! 8)

SGWriter · 18 years ago

Excellent Story Pics, much more ambishous than anything I would try. Great use of characters and story!

PS: Sorry about not thinking before writting Pics!

superpics4les · 18 years ago

Here's the cherry for the sundae! Enjoy! 8)

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EPILOGUE

The Manoogian Mansion, Later that same evening…

Elaine had just finished clearing the table in A.J.’s breakfast nook. She wanted to make him a home cooked meal for a change, since they’d gone out to eat almost every time they had a date. “Man, am I ever stuffed!” said A.J. patting his belly, “Baby, that was wonderful! What did you call that again?”

“Beef Wellington.” she replied smiling. She walked over, sat in his lap and kissed him passionately. “Thanks.” he said. “For the meal or the kiss?” she said nuzzling his neck purring. “Both, and for consenting to be my wife.” he said, “Now, about this choice I have to make. I’d like some input on this because I’ve never had to do this before.”

“What do you need to know?” asked Elaine. “I really don’t know if I can kill another human being, sweetheart.” he said looking deep into her lovely green eyes, “How do you reconcile that?” “You didn’t seem to have a problem with agreeing to MacKinzie Ross’ death, did you?” asked Elaine. A.J. thought a moment and said, “No, I didn’t. I think I understand now. These aren’t like normal people, are they?”

“No baby, they’re not!” she said standing up, “These are people who won’t ever change. Those who think of others as collateral damage, as a means to an end. The kinds of people I kill give me no alternative. There is no other way to protect society from them than to terminate their existence.”

“A.J., if you’re having second thoughts…” Elaine started. A.J. stood and walked over to Elaine, embraced her and said, “No my darling, I’m not. You are the light of my life. I wouldn’t want to live my life without you in it. I just wanted to weigh my options, but I’ve made my decision.” “You have?” asked Elaine, “When?”

“Just now when you mentioned Mac Ross.” replied A.J., “I felt that old feeling I had since my family was murdered. I wanted to kill him all over again. Not just for revenge, but because the system wouldn’t touch him. That’s really it isn’t it?” “Yes, A.J. darling, that’s exactly it!” she replied, “Those that escape the system, must not escape justice and we are that justice! You gonna join us?”

A.J. smiled and said, “Yes, I am, my love. I’m with you forever, kitten.” “Are you sure, baby?” she asked, her eyes glowing softly, “Once it’s done, I don’t think it can be undone!” “I’m sure sweetie!” he said confidently. “Alright then, come with me, baby!” she said taking him by the hand. She led him into the study on the main floor. Closing the door she asked him to lie down on the couch in front of the fireplace. Elaine touched her belt and changed into her cat-form.

She straddled his hips and asked, “Ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be.” he replied. “A.J., you know I have to drain you to the point of death, but don’t be afraid, I promise I won’t hurt you.” she explained. “Elaine, baby, if I didn’t trust you I wouldn’t be doing this.” A.J. answered, “Now just do it.” She kissed him gently and then told him to close his eyes. He refused. He wanted to see everything. She smiled, nodded and then exhaled softly in his face. A.J. became extremely relaxed, but did not fall asleep completely. She bared her fangs and softly hissed as she brought her mouth to his neck. She playfully licked his neck, because she knew he was ticklish there and punctured his jugular.

The Cat gently drew A.J.’s blood into her mouth and tasted him for the first time. She moaned as if she were going to climax. She said, “Oh God, A.J. you taste wonderful!” A.J. smiled and put his arms around her as she continued to drink from him. She drained him near the point of death, then stopped the exsanguination and licked the wound closed.

The Cat sat upright and said, “Darling, can you hear me?” “Yes.” he whispered. “Open your eyes, baby” she said. He did so and she gave him her wrist which she had cut with a claw. A.J. accepted the blood and actually relished the taste of it, telling her, “Your blood, it’s so sweet! I never imagined it would be this way!” She smiled and let him take in as much as he needed.

The Cat stopped A.J. after almost a minute, removing her wrist from his mouth. The transformation began almost instantly. As she watched, his ears pointed, sprouted black fur and grew upward. A.J.’s eyes changed from light brown to light grey. His fangs and claws grew in, but like The Cat, the black fur was limited to his ears, his tail with the lion’s tuft, and a small section down the middle of his back, along the spine.

The most spectacular thing for Elaine was watching A.J.’s short black afro-type style grow out into a mane of long partially straight curly hair that came to just above his abdomen. Elaine playfully batted at it like a kitten with a ball of string as it grew out, moving down A.J.’s chest.

When the transformation was complete, A.J. put his arms around Elaine and stroked her hair as she lay on his chest, both of them purring loudly. “So do I look like what you expected?” A.J. asked in a deep lion-like voice. Elaine lifted her head from his chest, looked in his eyes and said, “Mmmmrowrr! Even better, but now it’s time I introduced you to someone!” “Do I get to meet Kamroel now?” asked A.J. “Yes, indeed!” she replied, “He’s going to give you a belt like mine!” “You mean I can do all that cool stuff like you do?” A.J. asked with excitement in his deep voice. “Yup!” she said, “Kam! It’s time!”

Kamroel appeared and smiled widely at the cat-couple. Kam extended his hand for A.J. to shake. He took it and also hugged Kam saying, “Thank you for protecting this most precious of jewels for me, Kam.” “It was my pleasure and it is also my pleasure to present you with this.” said Kam handing him his power belt. It was a golden belt with red crystals like rubies.

A.J. put it on and it quickly created a skin tight black uniform with a black mask like Elaine’s. It also had an red accent color that made a T-shape that ran up and the outside of both arms, from the wrist, up the arm to the shoulders and along the collarbone to the neck. The vertical part of the T ran from the collarbone to the power belt and was approximately 5.5 to 6 inches wide.

“So how do I look sweetie?” asked A.J. “Like a gorgeous black lion! Rrrowrr!” replied Elaine slinking toward him, her green eyes glowing brightly. “Elaine, rein it in!” said Kam, “Remember the dream!” “Oh, yeah. Right. Gotcha!” said Elaine, sitting down on the couch. “What dream?” said A.J., “What are you two talking about?”

Kam explained about the consequences of sex before marriage with Elaine. He told him that even though now that he was like her, she was still powerful enough to kill him if the cat-woman were ever to assume control and the same thing would happen to him as well! “It might be better if you two didn’t see each other’s cat-forms ‘til after the wedding, don't you think?” advised Kam.

“Yes, I think you’re right, Kam.” said A.J. A.J. touched his belt as he saw Elaine do the morning he proposed and The Black Lion was gone, A.J. alone remained. “Behave yourselves, you two!” said Kam with a smile. The huge angel started to fade away, but then he reappeared for an instant and said, “A.J. don’t you tease my little kitten!” “But Kam, she teases me all the time!” said A.J., “That’s not fair!”

“A.J., son, you’re not a 223 year old virgin either!” said Kam. “OK, I see your point!” replied A.J. “As it is, now that she’s seen you in your cat-form, she’s fighting the urge to tear your clothes off!” warned Kam, “Take it easy, on her, OK?” “Alright Kam, no teasing from my end, I promise” replied A.J. “Good! I’ll be watching! Later, and welcome to the family!” said Kam as he faded away.

“Baby, you OK?” said A.J. as he sat down next to her. “A.J., I’m gonna torture you ‘til your head explodes!” she answered with a wicked grin. “Why? What did I do wrong?” he asked. “Nothing, baby!” she said, “You just got me so turned on just looking at you, that now I’ve got to do something to you! I think it’s time for the shiny hose, double footed, wriggling toe groin torture! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!” “Oh God, NO!” cried A.J. backing away, still on the couch, “Please have mercy!” “No mercy, lion-boy! You’re my plaything for two more whole weeks!” said The Cat slowly inching toward him, her green eyes glowing, “Now come here to mama and take it like a man! Mmmrowrr!” “KAM!! HELP!!” A.J. cried as The Cat leapt upon him.

THE END

Doubleb66 · 18 years ago

WOW!!! Bravo!! =D> =D> =D> Exciting plot, great character development, plenty of suspense. An excellent read from beginning to end. Thanks for sharing your stories with us. I'm really looking forward to your next submission.

superpics4les · 18 years ago

To all:

My sincerest thanks to everyone who shared their comments with me during the writing of this story. This is the second longest story I've ever written and, I think, the one I've enjoyed the most! I'd appreciate any suggestions as to where to go next or any other comments. Just put them here because the next Cat story I'll put under a separate topic. Thanks again to all of the readers! 8)