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Dracula's Daughter

Date: 11/3/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Coercion, Cruelty, Death, Domination/submission, Erotica, Fan fiction, Gothic, Group Sex, Horror, Mind Control, Monster, Murder, Reluctance, Romance, Stockholm Syndrome, Threesome, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 90.6, Source: sexstories.com

"She's the talk of the town these days." "She's wonderful," said the woman with him. "Can you imagine being so wonderful?" "Likes to make a scene but keeps to herself. Spends money like water. And lots of company, if you'll pardon me," the man said, quirking an eyebrow. Indeed, in addition to the faceless man she'd entered with the countess had attracted two new tablemates, each about the same age. Gwen noticed, though she suspected no one else did, that all three looked pale and in poor health. Gwen saw a waiter come to their table, but the countess ordered nothing and the men with her did not touch their own drinks. "I don't like the way they're looking at her..." Gwen said. "Can you blame them?" said the young woman. The truth was, Gwen did not like the way Helen was looking at the countess either, even as the countess was coming down with one of her listless boytoys on her arm. Soon the two were spinning, arm-in-arm, parting the crowd. The man moved in an automatic way but the countess was graceful enough for the both of them. A feeling of dread settled in the pit of Gwen's stomach. All this agitation, whatever its cause, couldn't be good for Helen. As she went to her sister she happened to glance at the couple on the floor and-- Her breath left her. The room spun and the floor heaved. She grabbed the back of the nearest chair so that she couldn't faint, but couples seated nearby noticed anyway and came to help her. Helen noticed too, snapping out of her reverie. Brow ... knit with concern she came to Gwen's side. "I’m fine," Gwen said, short of breath. Then, thinking quickly, she said, "Actually, I’m not fine. I've felt faint all night but I didn't want to spoil your evening. Maybe we should go now?" "Of course," Helen said, and Gwen allowed her sister to take her by the arm and lead her to the door. She didn't need the help, but anything to keep Helen from seeing that man dancing with the countess. Of course it couldn't be John. It didn't even really look like him. John had been a beau, and this man was positively ghastly. And yet... Helen waited for a cab and Gwen went back in, feigning having forgotten something. She approached the doorkeeper and, distracted, she blurted out, "Would you like five pounds?" The man blinked. "I'm sorry?" "What I mean is...that woman, Countess Szelinski? She came in with a man. Who is he?' The doorkeeper sniffed. "Baron Daronstein. That's what he calls himself, anyway. If you ask me he's just some gigolo out for whatever he can get. Pardon my language Miss, but it's true." "Does she keep a lot of men?" "All sorts. You saw those fellows tonight. She goes through them fast--pardon my language again. But the so-called baron is always with her." Gwen took a five-pound note from her purse. "I need to speak with that man." The doorkeeper looked astonished. "I'm not on terms to make an introduction." "But you might know the countess' address. She must have a driver you can get it from?" "Her driver is deaf and dumb. ...