----- Chapter 1 -----

 

 

 

Isobel was staring at him intensely; she couldn’t help it. He was so handsome and so different from everybody else on campus. He was quite tall, with shoulder-length black hair and a small black piercing ring on his left eyebrow. He was wearing black jeans, black shirt, black doc martins and on top of everything black leather coat that reached his ankles. He was standing under a big oak tree reading a book while everyone else around him was going crazy, playing football on the grass, yelling and doing all sort of things that included noise. But he was completely calm. They didn’t annoy him. It was like he didn’t exist in the same universe with them. At some point, he closed his book, put it in his bag and walked back inside one of the buildings. The strangest thing happened when he was walking by other people; they would stop what they were doing, go completely silent and when he had passed they would start whispering. She had to find out who he was. After one year in university she had made many acquaintances but only one friend. She didn’t fit in. She was strange in their eyes too and she knew that maybe they would talk behind her back also, but she wasn’t going to change herself just to be friends to a bunch of airheads.

 

She was there to study photography. She had always been quite shy and didn’t like big crowds. She preferred to observe than to participate. She was always dressed in black, had black hair; she didn’t use much make up though she did dye her nails black, loved piercing and tattoos. She was happy to find someone who seemed like someone she could talk to. So she decided to go to Kelly to find out about him. Kelly Preston was one of the most popular girls, she was a senior and a typical blonde bombshell that was always surrounded by dozens of guys, always partying and most important knew something about everyone. She didn’t like her and she knew the feelings were mutual but she was the one to help her. She saw Kelly, sitting on a bench with the usual twenty people around her and went over there.

 

“Good morning Kelly’ said Isobel, putting on her nicest smile.

 

 “Oh hello, how are you doing?” she couldn’t be pretending more, thought Isobel, but she decided to go through with it.

 

“I wanted to ask you about someone since you seem to know everyone here” she knew that this line always worked on her. She was giving her an opportunity to start talking about someone and she wasn’t wrong, she saw a glance in Kelly’s eyes.

“That’s true I guess,” said Kelly smiling. “Who’s the one you want to know about?”

 

“Well I don’t know his name, I haven’t seen him before. A couple of minutes ago he was standing at that oak over there, reading a book, he was …” she hadn’t finished her sentence when Kelly started laughing.

 

 “Well, you do know how to pick them! That was Byron, Byron Ruthven. I can tell you three things about him; he is bad, mad and dangerous to know. Good luck with him, you are going to need it!” As she turned and left she could still hear her laugh, but she couldn’t understand why. And then it hit her.

 

“Shit, Byron Ruthven!” finally she remembered.

 

She had heard rumors about a guy who was always dressed in black, had been there for three years and was never seen in frat parties or anywhere else except classes. They said he lived alone, in a creepy old house, no one had ever been inside it, and he didn’t even used to talk much.  Between classes he always used to read some book under the same tree, the one she had seen him today. He had taken strange courses like medieval literature, poetry, philosophy, Latin, ancient Greek, they said he was extremely intelligent and could speak many languages. He was a mystery even for the professors who liked him though. These were the facts, although there was a big list of rumors about Byron but she didn’t believe most of them. They said that he was into witchcraft, he liked to drink blood, some were even saying that he was a vampire because his canines were bigger than normal and he always carried a sword under his leather coat. He liked “strange” music and old movies. The only place he was seen in public actually was at a local cinema that sometimes showed the movies he liked.

 

All the “cool” guys had a problem with Byron. It seemed like they were unable to get to him. Whatever they did, whatever they said it didn’t work. They weren’t there for him and that always pissed them off. They had tried everything, even throwing things at him in class and at breaks but for some strange reason they could never hit him. The incident that made everybody start spreading rumors about him took place when Byron was still a freshman. Some guys from a frat house went over to that particular cinema after they had a couple of beers more than they should have and made quite a scene. They thought it was their turn. They had seen him go inside the cinema and it seemed to them like the perfect opportunity. The movie was “Nosferatu” but in the state they were they thought it would be really funny to start yelling and throwing things. At some point Byron got up, walked over there and turned to someone by the name John White, who seemed like the leader of the pack, leaned on him; said something in his ear and the guy went numb. He stood there starring at him and he didn’t say a word. He was petrified and the other guys seeing him change colors like that got really scared too and didn’t open their mouths even when the movie had ended. They were asking him what he had told him but he wouldn’t say. He was under sock and he couldn’t snap out of it. On their way out of the cinema they bumped into Byron and John went numb again. All the other guys were starting to feel nervous about the whole situation and headed back to the frat house to start drinking again. After a lot of beers he found the courage to tell them what happened and most important what he said.

 

“Come on John, what did he say you?”

 

“If you don’t shut the fuck up I am going to drink all of your blood and on the next full moon I’ll burn your heart on a wooden stick” saying this John went silent again.

 

“And you believed such bull shit? Damn, you are either stupid or a chicken,” said one of the oldest members of the fraternity. “There is always some clown like him who thinks he is the meanest guy around.”

 

“That’s what I thought too but when I looked in his eyes…Oh shit those eyes…He has these dead eyes…and he was starring at me with those dead eyes…and I thought my eyes were burning…and my brain went numb…and I couldn’t move, speak or even think anything. And I saw a sword inside his leather coat too. I am not a coward but something is wrong with this guy.”

 

The events of that night and most important Byron’s words dominated every discussion for the next two weeks. He was the next big thing on and off campus. But nobody could predict what would happen in the next days.

 

Byron had a bike, a big street black YAMAHA that he used to come and go to university. Some people that wanted to find out more things about him had tried to follow him but it was in vain. He was driving like the wind and they would lose him in seconds. Byron liked his bike and everybody knew that. It was always well taken care off, well-oiled even shined everyday. One day returning to the parking lot to get his bike he found it lying to the ground. Someone had hit it with a car and had left it there. He didn’t say a word to anyone, lifted it up and left. The next afternoon he found his bike painted pink. Someone had spilled a whole bucket of pink paint all over his bike. Again he did nothing; he cleaned the seat as much as he could, got on his bike and left. Byron didn’t show up the next day until noon when he entered university on his bike with its original shiny black color. Obviously that pissed off certain people and decided to do something more drastic. Byron returned on the afternoon to get his bike and he found out that someone had keyed his bike and had written the word “FREAK” on it.

 

When he saw his bike the parking lot was full of people. They all felt sorry for him because it was a shame what they were doing to his bike but their hearts filled with terror the minute they saw his eyes. Byron has a pair of very light blue eyes, but that moment they had turned to black. They knew someone was going to pay hard for that and everybody knew who was responsible. They all suspected John and his friends from the frat house but after that night they were nowhere to be found. It took the police five days but they finally found them, actually a hunter found them in a near by forest. All four of them were hanged up side down, they had two little holes on their necks, their blood was drained and their hearts had been removed. The coroner said that they were dead for five days. Five days after the full moon. Members from the frat house made many anonymous calls to the police accusing Byron but they couldn’t prove anything so the charges were dropt. One thing was sure though. Nobody messed with Byron or his bike again. They even stopped parking their bikes beside his and there were five empty seats on each side of Byron’s bike.

 

“I guess the joke was on them,” said Isobel when a voice from behind her brought her back to reality.

 

“Hey Isobel, where were you lost? Who made a joke?”

 

“What? Oh hey Leah. Nothing important, I was just thinking some stuff,” told her back. Leah Stewart was on her photography class and her roommate. She liked her, she thought she was a nice person and liked hanging around together. They weren’t best friends or anything, she was her safety board when she was feeling depressed with her life on campus. She would drag her out of their room and they would go to a party or to cinema.

 

“Yeah right, like I am going to believe that” told her back with a smile. “You were lost for the last fifteen minutes. What was on your mind?”

 

“Well, did you see that guy that was standing under that tree?”

 

“You are not helping me much dear. Which tree? What was he wearing?”

 

“That big oak tree over there…”

 

“Was he cute?”

 

“For me he was anyway. He was dressed in black, with shoulder-length black hair and a long leather coat, he was reading a book and just got inside that building a couple of minutes ago. His name is Byron…” she didn’t have the time to finish her sentence when a very frightened Leah cut her off

 

“Shit, don’t tell me Byron Ruthven?”

 

“Yes, you know him?” she was very anxious all of a sudden. She thought that Mary knew more than Kelly Preston and she would tell her.

 

“I don’t know him, I know of him,” said Leah putting her hand on Isobel’s shoulder. “Don’t do this to yourself, please just forget him.”

 

“Why? Do you know any secrets about him?” Isobel was very intrigued now and she wouldn’t let Leah go unless she had told her everything she knew.

 

“Well I know he is bad news. I’ve heard he is into occult and witchcraft. He carries a sword and has killed many people. Some say he is a vampire!” that last remark made Isobel laugh.

 

“A vampire? Are you serious? This is incredible. I never thought you were so naïve Leah.” She was laughing frantically now but seeing Leah completely serious stopped after a little while. “You are serious, aren’t you? You think Byron is some kind of crazy guy who wanders around killing people with a sword and drinks their blood?”

 

“I don’t know Isobel but I’ll tell you what I know. He is not a very social person. He rarely talks to anyone, nobody knows where he lives and nobody knows anything about him. Maybe he is the reincarnation of St. Michael I don’t know but for all I care he gives me the creeps! I beg you Isobel, please, forget him. I know you don’t know many people here, but that is not an excuse to hit on Byron Ruthven. Please, just do it for me, please?” Isobel saw in Leah’s eyes that she was quite serious with her plead and she thought it would be better to agree with her for now.

 

“All right Leah, maybe you are right. I don’t really know him and maybe this is a bad idea.” Suddenly Leah’s smile reappeared on her face.

 

“Thank you. Now come on, if you are so hungry for a guy I have a list of people anxious to meet you” she told Isobel and they both laughed.

 

“I’ll forget him, for now,” thought Isobel and headed back to class. But she couldn’t concentrate. Byron was stuck in her mind and she couldn’t forget him. The rest of the week passed uneventful with her trying to learn more things about him from everyone she could think of. She even tried the headmaster’s office pretending she had something to give him and she had to send it to his house. But of course something like couldn’t be bought. There had been many occasions of other students that wanted to know about him and he had turned them down too. She was getting really desperate because days were passing by and she had done no progress. When she was falling to sleep he would dominate her dreams too. Since she saw Byron for the first time she was dreaming about him. Her dreams became more intense each day and sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night. But in the morning she couldn’t remember what the dreams were about except that he was in them. She was getting obsessed with him.  She was following him around campus, she was starring at him when he was reading his book under the same tree and she had become his shadow to say the least. One day she was carrying her camera with her and decided to take his picture. She waited until he reached his tree to start reading his book. Then she got her camera out and focused on him. Just before she pressed the button he raised his head and looked at her. His face was absolute calm but his eyes had the most intense look she had ever seen on a man. She was startled by the fact he had understood what she was about to do but she was frightened by his look.

 

She stood still like a deer caught by headlights. She saw him closing his book and putting it inside his bag. She saw him walking towards her. Still she could nothing. Her eyes were fixed on his and she was standing like a statue. He was walking with fast but steady and decisive steps. In a few seconds the subject of her lust was standing inches from her face. Of course everybody on campus were watching this strange scene and they were waiting to see what Byron’s reaction was going to be. Susan Johnson saw what was going to happen and run to get Leah.

 

“Leah, come on, I think your roommate has done it this time. Byron Ruthven is walking towards her!”

 

“Oh shit, I told her to stay away from him. What did she do?” she asked while running to the place where her roommate was.

 

“She tried to photograph him.”

 

“God damn her and…” she didn’t finish her sentence when they reached a spot where she could see them.

 

It was a strange scene though. She was the first one who had ever attracted his attention in campus. If Isobel knew that maybe she would feel really proud of herself but no one thought that she was feeling proud at that particular moment. About two hundred people were watching Byron walking at Isobel and then they saw them starring at each other without anyone saying or doing anything. Nobody made a sound, which caused many professors to come out to see what brought the sudden silence. But Isobel and Byron were not aware of what was going on around them. They were lost in their own dimension. Finally Isobel found the courage to break the silence.

 

“Ah, hi, I am Isobel…I’m in photography class…that’s why I… you know…I mean I didn’t think you’d mind if I…I guess you do mind…I’m sorry…” Isobel was really scared now and suddenly all the nasty rumors and frightening stories about Byron returned to her mind again even if she didn’t believe them. At some point she noticed that his look softened a little. The light blue color of his eyes was coming back slowly.

 

“I don’t like to be photographed.” Said Byron with the deepest, most erotic voice Isobel had ever heard.

 

“I didn’t take any pictures of you. I was about to take your picture though but you seemed to caught me” she said with a smile trying maybe to make him smile too. She saw the beginning of a smile forming in his mouth and her face lit an effect that didn’t go unnoticed by Byron.

 

“I guess you are the one that’s been following me around campus for the past fifteen days?”

 

“Oh I…”he had caught her off guard. She thought he hadn’t noticed her. “Well I’m sorry about that one too…I didn’t think you understood that…”

 

“What do you find so interesting about me Isobel?”

 

“Omne ignotum pro magnifico”    ⁽¹⁾

 

“Well does Isobel know Latin? That’s Tacitus” said Byron suddenly intrigued by her.

 

“Actually it’s Mina Harker from Bram Stoker’s Dracula” she said hopping her answer wouldn’t disappoint him. Not only Byron wasn’t disappointed but she made him laugh too.

 

“Well that is also true I guess! You are different lady Isobel and that is most interesting. I am Byron something probably known to you anyway. I guess I’ll see you around. Farewell my lady,” he said taking a couple of steps back while bowing his head smiling.

 

Everybody was stunned by the effect she had on him. They didn’t say anything for at least five more minutes and neither did Isobel. She couldn’t believe what had happened. Then she saw Leah running towards her.

 

“What did you do Isobel? I thought we had an agreement to stay away from him”

 

“Well we are beyond this point now Leah!” she answered with a big smile in her face.

 

“So, what happened? What did he say to you? What’s he like? Come on tell me!” before they knew it thirty people wondering the same things with Leah surrounded them.

 

“I was following him for the past two weeks and he told me that he knew it. I tried to take his picture and his understood that too and walked over me and he told me that he doesn’t like to get his pictures taken and we talked a little more. He is so great! He is so handsome, his eyes have the most beautiful light blue color and they go right though you…and his voice…he has the deepest and most erotic voice that I’ve ever heard”

 

“You need to get out more! You describe that freak like he is some kind of god. He is a freak can’t you see that?” she heard Kelly Preston from behind her

 

“Well maybe he is for you, but for me he is perfect!”

 

“Isobel, don’t tell me you are in love with this guy? You don’t even know him,” Leah was getting very concerned again. Ever since she met Isobel she saw her like her little sister and always tried to protect her.

 

“I don’t know if I am in love with him…I surely hope so…he is so great…and he did seem to enjoy my company you know.” Isobel was lost in a universe where only happiness existed and nothing could bring her back from there, so Leah and everybody else decided to drop the subject and they all returned to what they were doing. Isobel though got quite a reputation from that day. More people would come and talk to her as the days passed by and she was always invited to parties. She would go to some of them hopping to find Byron there but she never did. After four days of their first encounter she found the courage to talk to him again. She had everything planned and decided to wait him under his tree. After ten minutes she saw him walking towards her. She acted like she hadn’t seen him though, picked a book from her bag and pretended she was reading. Her heart was beating really fast and she thought it took him ages to come to her. When she saw a big shadow covering the sunlight she raised her head and acted all surprised.

 

“Oh hello Byron, how are you? I haven’t seen you for a while”

 

“Hello Isobel, good to see you again. Do you mind if I seat by you?”

 

“Not at all, there is a lot of space here,” she said while her heart was beating faster and faster.

 

“Thanks, what are you reading?”

 

“I got it from the library, its Milton’s “Paradise Lost”, you know it?”

 

“Yes, I’ve read it actually. What do you think so far?”

 

“It’s great, although at some points it gets really difficult”

 

“I know what you mean but maybe it would be easier if you didn’t tried to read it up side down!” saying that he smiled and Isobel was stunned. She looked at her hands and she saw that the book was indeed up side down. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life, her face was turned to a bright red color and after a while she managed to open her mouth.

 

“I am sorry…I feel so stupid…I’ll better be going…” she said very disappointed of her stupid plan and stood up.

 

“You don’t have to go Isobel. I know you came here to talk to me, so since you got to so much trouble at least sit down and see how it goes,” he said to Isobel and she got her spirit up again. At first she was feeling really awkward but as the time flew by she was getting more comfortable and before she knew it two hours had passed. At some point she saw Leah coming to them with an angry look in her face.

 

“Oh shit what time it is?” Asked Isobel.

 

“I don’t know I never carry a watch. Why?”

 

“I obviously forgot that I was supposed to meet with my roommate to go for shopping.”

 

“And how did you remember it?”

 

“I didn’t, I see her coming to us…and she is not wearing her happy face either,” she said nodding to Byron to turn and look which he did. When Leah realized to whom Isobel was talking to was startled and stayed still. Byron returned to Isobel with a question in his face.

 

“Should I take a wild guess and assume that your roommate is not quite fond of me?”

 

“Well that’s only because she doesn’t know you!”

 

“A compliment well received my lady,” said Byron with a smile. “I guess I’d better let you leave since you do have an appointment. It was nice talking to you. I’ll be watching “London after Midnight” tonight at the near by cinema. If you want you can come to watch it together and maybe go out after the movie. It’s your call.” He got near, raised his left hand and touched her chin bringing her close to him and gave her a light kiss in her lips. They stayed like this for a few seconds and then Byron broke the kiss. “Farewell lady Isobel” making a little bow he left without letting her say a single word. After he had left, Isobel run to Leah almost knocking her down.

 

“Oh I’m sorry about being late Leah, I am so sorry, but Byron and I were talking and the time flew by and…”

 

“Well since the stores are closed by now, maybe you could tell me what were you talking about that made you forget our appointment?”

 

“We talked about many things but mostly about me, he wanted to know everything about me. Isn’t it great?”

 

“I guess so, what did you learn about him?”

 

“Ah nothing. I tried to ask him but every time he managed to twist the question around and he got back to me again. But the important thing is that he invited me to go out tonight!”

 

“Oh really, where is he planning to take you? And what time will he come and pick you up?”

 

“Well actually it’s not like that. He said that tonight he would be at the local cinema and that if I wanted I should go there and see the movie and go out later.”

 

“That’s not very different I guess. Are you really sure you want to do this Isobel? You don’t know him. Maybe you’re becoming friends and all but the fact remains that for all we know he is someone with worse reputation than Charles Manson!”

 

“I knew you’d said that, but it’s alright because you don’t know him and maybe I don’t either, but he is the most interesting man I have ever met and I want to get to know him better.” She told Leah and she understood that there was nothing she could say to change her mind.

 

“Well then the only thing we can do is go home and decide on what you are going to wear tonight!” hearing that Isobel hugged her and headed for their room.

 

They got back at four o’clock and since the movie started at nine they had a whole five hours ahead of them. First she took a long hot bath; actually she was soaking for almost an hour and a half. She was lying in the bathtub fantasizing about Byron and she lost track of the time. Leah had to get in the bathroom and bring her back to reality. She got out with her bathrobe on and they started to discuss on what to wear. First she pulled out her box with the piercing rings. She got a small one for her left eyebrow, three spikes for her left ear and two for the right, a black ring for each nipple and the same for her navel. She gave the spikes to Mary to put them on and opened her bathrobe to change the ones she was wearing and put the new rings on her nipples and navel herself. Leah was shocked at first since she was naked underneath, but quickly recovered and started admiring Isobel’s body. She had only seen glimpses of her body before and she knew she had a great body but now it was in front her, in its full glory. She had the most perfect breasts she had ever seen, big, round and full that defied gravity, an ass that could only be described as glorious and a beautiful pussy, which by the way was completely shaved. She had a tribal tattoo on her waist painted in black color that went from one side to the other and a small one that seemed like an eye high on her back, right below the neck. Isobel saw the surprised expression on Leah’s face and thought that maybe she should cover herself up but when she tried to put the bathrobe back on Leah stopped her.

 

“No, don’t put it on. It’s ok; I was just a little surprised because I thought you were dressed. You know, you have a gorgeous body. I bet dozens of guys would be all over you if you were just showing a little bit of it”

 

“Oh yes, exactly what I want. A whole bunch of stupid guys that all they want is to fuck me and brag to their friends about it. Who wants that?”

 

“I wouldn’t mind!” said Leah and they both started laughing. When they were done with the piercing rings she went to the closet to search for clothes. They were talking and laughing and pulling out clothes and Isobel would put them in front of her and parade a little bit. Leah couldn’t help but notice how beautiful her breasts were going up and down and how gorgeous her ass was when she walking. She was enjoying seeing Isobel naked although she wouldn’t admit it to herself when those thoughts came to her mind. The time was already seven thirty and Isobel was still naked in her room.

 

“Ok let’s get serious. In one hour and a half I must be at the cinema and I am still naked!”

 

“Well don’t rush on my account” said Leah with an evil grin in her face that made Isobel laugh. “But you’re right, let’s get started.” She picked a nice black thong and showed it to Isobel. She agreed and Leah nodded her to come to her side to help her go inside it. Isobel came closer and lifted her left leg to put it in the thong. Leah was so close in her pussy right now; she got lost for a little bit. “You smell great, you know that?” she told her while she was putting her right leg in and when she had put her foot to the ground Leah lifted the thong all the way up, passing her hands lightly over Isobel’s well shaved legs and fine ass. “It looks great; turn around a little bit, will you?” she said and Isobel complied with her request. “Yes, this is it,” she pretended to fix the thong but all she did was touching her butt. “Your skin is so smooth” she was starting to feel horny and a thought of kissing Isobel’s ass came to her mind, but she managed to resist. “Let’s continue shall we? What’s next? Oh yes a bra,”

 

“Nope, no bra tonight” said Isobel with a smile that caught Leah off guard.

 

“Well, we are quite serious, aren’t we?” said Leah and laughed. “Then we should focus on the main question, trousers or a dress? I suggest a dress”

 

“No, I know what I am going to wear. I was thinking about it in the bathroom. Saying this she turned and pulled out of the closet a pair of leather trousers and showed them to Leah.

 

“Oh please, no. Why don’t you wear a skirt?”

 

“Don’t be so quick to judge Leah” and she put it on. It was very tight and showed off ideally her gorgeous ass and legs. “Well? What do you think now?” asked Isobel.

 

“I think I should have put my foot in my mouth! Your ass looks great in that!” that last comment by Leah made both of them laugh and Isobel paraded a little with small and slow steps. “Yes, you should definitely wear that, but what are you planning to wear next? Although I don’t think it would be a bad idea to go out like that!”

 

“People would look at me alright! But for next I am thinking this one,” and Isobel grabbed a black leather top. “What do you think?”

 

“Shit, I never thought you liked leather that much! It’s great. When did you buy it? I don’t remember it being here.”

 

“I bought it a couple of days ago, when I was planning the whole approach on Byron. “Give me a little hand with the zipper will you?” she put it on and turned her back to Leah to zip it up. When it was zipped she tried to fix it a little bit pushing her breasts up but wasn’t happy with the result. Leah got up and putting her hand on her waist led her to the full-length mirror. She stood very close to Isobel, her crotch in full contact with Isobel’s ass and then put her hands on Isobel’s breasts. For a few seconds she was just grabbing her breasts not doing anything but then she started pushing up wards giving the desired effect. Isobel was looking at her breasts and a few times in Leah’s eyes through the mirror and started breathing a little quicker which gave an extra effect on her breasts. Leah let her hands fall from Isobel’s breasts to her navel, never leaving her skin though, and then to her sides and finally to her ass giving her a little slap to the right and then she returned to bed. She couldn’t understand what was happening. They had been fooling around before but that was only fun, now it seemed more serious. She was feeling very horny and wished Isobel wouldn’t have to leave, but maybe it would be for the best. “What else are you planning to wear?” she asked.

 

“Well I am going to wear my boots naturally, and the leather coat I bought last month. But I was thinking to wear something on my neck too,” and searched for her accessories box.

 

“What about this?” said Leah holding a black leather collar about an inch wide and half an inch thick.

 

“Not a bad choice but I was thinking this one” she told her back showing her a similar collar, only it was two inches wide but same thickness.

 

“Don’t you think is a little big?”

 

“If he is going to bite me I wouldn’t like the marks to be visible!” and they both laughed. She put on her black leather boots, Leah helped her with the strap on her neck and then Isobel put on her coat. It was a coat very much alike to one Byron had. When she got ready she looked herself at the mirror. “What do you think I should do about my hair?” she asked Leah.

 

“I’d say let them fall back out of the coat. You look great like that” and went behind her again to fix her hair the way she told her and Isobel agreed with her, she did look good like that. Isobel took her coat off since she had forty minutes still to spend and sat on a chair to dye her nails, black of course. When she was done with her nails she put on black lipstick and matching eyeliner. Leah had gone to the kitchen and came back with a glass of red wine for both of them. They had some time left to spend so they sat on the bed and started talking and drinking.

 

“So, what are you going to do tonight?” asked Isobel

 

“I don’t know there is a party tonight and I was thinking to go over there. I’m not staying in tonight so don’t worry about me!” said Leah and they laughed. The cinema was about ten minutes by foot so at about eight thirty she put on her coat and stood in front of the mirror for one last time. Leah got behind her admiring her on the mirror. “I think we did a fine job with you tonight. If Byron doesn’t fall for you tonight then he really is a weirdo!” said Leah and gave her a little hug. Isobel grabbed Leah’s hands and turned around still holding her hands that were now behind her back.

 

“Thanks for helping me tonight Leah,” she said and gave her a little kiss on her left cheek, a bit close to her lips. Leah was feeling horny again and thoughts kept rushing in her head but the fact that Isobel was leaving made her snap out of it pretty fast.

 

“Sure thing, what are friends for?” she said almost disappointed she hadn’t kissed her on her mouth. “Get out of here. You don’t want to be late on your date with the mystery man,” and saying that she broke the hug and led her to the door. “Have fun tonight but please be careful,” no matter what had happened she was still not very comfortable with the idea of Byron.

 

“I’ll be careful mom, don’t worry,” said Isobel and left laughing.

 

Leah closed the door with a mixture of sorrow and relief. She was happy that Isobel had left because she was starting to feel really nervous around her but she was also sad because she had left and she couldn’t gaze at her beautiful body anymore. “I need a cold shower. What the hell happened tonight? Where did that came from?” she was wandering as she was getting out of her clothes and headed to the bathroom. She got under the shower and turned the water to full cold. She couldn’t understand why she had acted that way. She wasn’t a lesbian or anything. She did think it about some times and they fooled around with Isobel before but never like that. That didn’t make her a lesbian though, did it? She was fighting to forget about her and tried to think something else. The cold water and the thought of all the guys that she was going to meet at the party gave her enough help to forget the whole incident. After about ten minutes she got out of the bathtub and toweled off. She walked to her closet catching a glimpse of her naked body in the mirror. She stopped and turned. She was really pretty too. She was tall, thin, with natural blond hair that went a couple of inches above the middle of her back, with full breasts and a very beautiful ass. Her years of bicycling training had given her a pair of great legs that she always showed off. She used to shave them everyday because “you never know what can happen” as she often said to Isobel but she never tried to shave her pubic hair. She didn’t let them grow wild or anything, she trimmed them but never shave them all the way. It wouldn’t make much of a difference anyhow since she had blond hair and pretty much white skin. “Ok, let’s get dressed and go out to party. I need to get out of here,” she thought and went to her closet. She was still feeling horny though and picked her “hunting” outfit, which consisted of sexy black thong and push-up bra, a very tight red leather mini skirt that barely covered her ass and black leather top that didn’t leave much to imagination. She picked her high-heeled black boots, put on a little make up, got her jacket and got out.

 

 

 

----- Chapter 2 -----

 

 

 

Isobel ran to the cinema, not because she didn’t want to be late, but because she was anxious to meet him again. She arrived fifteen minutes early. She stopped and tried to catch her breath. She looked for Byron but he wasn’t there yet and started walking up and down. The cinema is next to the frat houses and she could hear the loud music and all the shouting that was going on there. A lot of people that were going there were also passing in front of the cinema, so she had the chance to see many already drank students come and go. Some of them seeing her started yelling, whistling and making vulgar remarks. She was alone so all she could was ignore them and turn around. Some of the most seriously drank got very courageous and were coming on to her. But as it seemed alcohol was not a very good consultant so they were turned down, not that if they were sober they would have a better luck. There was a particular group of five guys who were very persistent and really annoying. They had surrounded her and were trying to grab her. Isobel had passed from the annoyed state to somehow afraid, since they were really drank and quite big to handle them herself or for someone else to help her.

 

“Is everything alright Isobel?” came a very serious voice from a few steps back. They stopped, turned and saw Byron in his usual outfit starring at them as calm as always. He was standing in a dark corner so they couldn’t see his face but it was obviously who he was. They didn’t say a word; they were frozen by their fear. They knew who he was but most important they knew all the rumors about him. He made a few steps forward and came to the light. All five of them were starring at his eyes. They all thought they were spitting fires. Finally one of them tried to speak.

 

“I…we…we didn’t know she was…that you were…that you…we’re sorry…we didn’t mean to…we are a little drank and…please man…we weren’t going to harm her…” he was babbling and he wasn’t feeling much of his legs; a feeling he was sure all the other had too.

 

“If you gentlemen were planning to spoil my night I must congratulate you because you are succeeding so far” that was a remark nobody wanted to hear.

 

“We are sorry…we didn’t mean to…you will never see us again…and we won’t get near your friend too…please man…we’ll just go, ok?” the same guy answered but he was much more frightened and was almost pleading Byron.

 

“Why don’t you do yourselves a favor and disappear from my sight before I do Isobel a favor and relieve her from your presence for good.” They immediately felt wings on their feet and turned to run but Byron’s voice immobilized them again.

 

“Don’t forget your oaths gentlemen. There is a full moon in two days” his last words were like gunshots in their hearts. They were overcome by indescribable terror and they ran towards the frat house, literally for their lives. “Assholes” he said and turned to Isobel. “Are you ok?” Did they do anything to you?” he asked with a face of real concern.

 

“No, I am fine really. They were just drunk and didn’t know what they were doing or saying. Thanks for asking and by the way you are late!” she said acting all serious.

 

“I am not late. I got here before nine, didn’t I? It’s not my fault you came sooner. At least there were people to keep you company! Although I can not blame them entirely, you look great Isobel” and saying that he leaned and gave her a kiss full on her mouth sending her to heaven. After a few seconds he broke the kiss and put his hand on her waist leading her to the entrance of the cinema. Byron went to pay for the tickets but the guy told him that from that day and on neither Byron nor Isobel would pay for a ticket because of what he did. Byron smiled, thanked him and walked inside with Isobel. They sat in the last row about half a minute before the movie had started.

 

Throughout the movie Isobel couldn’t concentrate. She was looking Byron with the corner of her right eye while she kept bringing back in her mind what had happened out of the cinema. She was feeling safe beside him; he had protected her against five very big and totally drank guys just by being there. He stood three or four meters away from them and they were shaking in their shoes. They couldn’t even make a coherent sentence for god’s sake! But what made them so afraid? When Byron appeared she thought that they were going to fight. But they ran away! It couldn’t be just because of the rumors, couldn’t it? And what was “there is a full moon in two days” was all about? Was it true then? Had he murdered John White and his friends? She started to feel nervous all of a sudden. But then again he was always so good and kind with her. She looked at him. “This is not a face of a murderer, is it?” she thought. “This is nonsense; he is just using what happened to get out of messy situations like that one. And as it appears, it works pretty well too!” she eased her mind and brought her attention back to the movie. After about half an hour the movie ended and they got up to leave. She was anxious about the rest of the night. When they got out of the cinema they saw that a very big crowd had gathered as if they waited for something. Byron didn’t seem to mind so he kept on walking. Then he heard a voice from the crowd.

 

“Hey freak!” but he received no answer from Byron and he shouted again.

 

“Hey FREAK! I am talking to you. Are you deaf or stupid?” That particular last word made Byron stop and turn around without taking his hand from Isobel’s waist.

 

“We have had enough with your attitude” saying that ten people came forward holding knives and iron bars. Isobel grabbed his hand to find safety.  She was really afraid for Byron’s life and her own since among the crowd she saw the five guys that had attacked her.

 

“I’m scared Byron. There are too many and they have knives and iron bars. I don’t think they are going to leave this time.”

 

“They are certainly not going to leave in one peace if they touch you! Fear not fair lady” when he said this he smiled and their eyes met and she wasn’t afraid any more. It was so strange. There were ten people about to attack him and beat him to death and he was totally calm.

 

“You pretend to be the meanest man around and scare everybody. It’s pay back time. For you and your little slut!” the last one was intended to get his attention and he succeeded. Byron turned his head with a sudden move and stared at him with the most intense look. His eyes were changing colors again to black, a sign of great anger, and he made a step forward taking his hand from Isobel’s waist.

 

“I must request to ask yourselves. Why are you doing this? Have I done anything to offend you? Have I ever done anything to offend anybody?” he let his words rest in the minds of his soon to be attackers and to the crowd’s that was getting bigger as the time passed.

 

“Let me assure you gentlemen that if you begin this there is no turning back. Do you value your life so low as to risk it over the words of five drank men?” and he turned to the crowd where those five were standing. “Or should I say five drank cowards? It seems that you don’t even have the courage to stand in front of them? I warned you!” and he starred at them so intensely that they walked backwards and felt terror sink into their hearts and mind again.

 

“No freak. I warned you!” said the leader of the ten and a huge blond guy moved forward holding a big knife. Everybody from the crowd made a few steps back. They didn’t believe them when they said they were going to attack Byron, even when Paul Thomas, their leader, began shouting at Byron. Nobody knew how it was going to end and they just held their breaths.

 

“Be that as it may” said Byron and nodded to Isobel to move back.

 

The blond guy ran towards Byron holding firmly the knife and when he was close enough he tried to cut him in the face but Byron quickly fell to one knee and punched him in the stomach. He didn’t expect that and moved back holding his stomach trying to get his breath back. He stood up and attacked him again aiming for his chest this time only now Byron moving even quicker dropped to the ground and swept his left knee with his right foot, bringing him down. For the second time the blond guy stood up and tried to concentrate. He tried to look as mean as he could to scare Byron but he didn’t achieve much.

 

“You fucking asshole, I am going to cut you open!” and he attacked aiming for the stomach. Byron jumped and with a round kick hit him in the jaw. A horrible “CRACK” was heard from his neck and he fell down for the third and last time. Four more guys with knives had the same fate as the first one and after a few minutes they were lying on the ground without anyone knowing how badly they were heart. Furthermore, Byron had taken the knife from the last one, so now he was armed. Isobel couldn’t believe how easily he had knocked them down and neither could anybody else from the crowd. The last five of the attackers were angrier now or at least that was what they wanted to look like and they were wielding their iron bars shouting and cursing Byron and Isobel. But he remained still. They had done nothing to him; even his hair had remained the same.

 

The new plan was to attack Byron two at the same time. The two guys went on each side of Byron and waited for his move, but he did none. He was waiting for them. “Get him,” shouted Paul and they both attacked him aiming for his head. Suddenly Byron turned to his left and nailed the knife to the ground, through the guy’s foot making him scream from the pain and escaped them by rolling on the ground to his right. The guy that was still standing turned to attack Byron but he received a kick in the face that brought him to the ground unconscious. Byron then turned to the guy that was still shouting from the pain and with an elbow hit threw him to the ground senseless too. He turned to the remaining three.

 

“I don’t think stupidity is a crime you should pay with your life so I’ll let all of you live this time. I take it that you are the leaders. Take care of your friends. There is no shame in leaving a battle you cannot win. And this gentlemen…is a battle you CANNOT win!” said Byron sounding as decisive as ever. He saw fear in their eyes and knew that the battle had ended. Then he turned to the five guys that had started the whole thing. “You took an oath that you wouldn’t appear yourselves in this place again and more important that you wouldn’t do anything to harm Isobel. You broke your oath. But I always keep mine!” They turned and start running. The crowd was speechless. Byron turned his back and went over to Isobel. She was starring at him with a look of total amazement. He raised his hand and nodded for her to come closer to him and so she did. He put his left hand behind her neck and brought her head close to his. He gave her a passionate kiss that lasted for a few seconds. When he broke the kiss she had her eyes still closed. “Come, fair Isobel. Let us leave this dreadful scene at once” and she complied without a second thought. As they were leaving they heard a lot of whispering from the crowd and moaning from the seven people that were lying on the ground.

 

“Fools! They never learn!” he said as they were walking away.

 

“Byron you were amazing! You fought against seven armed people and won without a scratch! I have never seen anything like that before.” She had her right hand around his waist and was holding him firmly. His presence made her feel totally safe.

 

“I didn’t want this to happen Isobel. I don’t like it when I lose my temper. Bad things happen when I lose my temper” he replied looking at the sky.

 

“It wasn’t your fault Byron. Don’t blame your self. You saved me twice today my prince. I can’t thank thee enough!” she said smiling and stopped walking causing Byron to stop walking too.

 

“I only did my duty lady Isobel,” he answered with a smile.

 

“Kiss me prince Charming” and so he did. He kissed her full on the mouth. He kissed her like she hadn’t kissed her before. Like she had never been kissed before. She was lost again. It was incredible how good he could make her feel by simply kissing her. He broke the kiss after a minute and started walking again. “Where shall you take me my prince?” she asked him.

 

“First let’s get to the bike and then you’ll see” he said smiling and she nodded for agreement. After half a minute of a leisurely walking they reached his bike. They got on and left with great speed. At first they were wandering around through various neighborhoods talking and laughing. “Would you like to go for a drink?” he asked and she said yes. After a few minutes they were somewhere she had never been. The whole area was completely unknown to her but looked great.

 

“This is great. Do you live here?” she asked him.

 

“Not very far from here” he said. “Let’s go there for a drink” pointing at a building with a big wooden door. They parked the bike outside and got off.

 

“Aren’t you afraid someone will steal the bike?” she asked him concerned seeing him opening the door while leaving the bike unlocked. He didn’t answer her, the guy behind the door did. He was a really big Goth type.  When he saw Byron he smiled and addressed him.

 

“Good evening Byron. Don’t worry about the bike. I’ll keep an eye on it.”

 

“Thank you my friend. Let me introduce you. Isobel meet Frank.” Frank took her hand and kissed it with a big smile in his face. It was like he was actually glad Byron had introduced them. “I met Isobel at the university, can you believe that?” said Byron acting all surprised and so did Frank. “Frank works here for the past two years. He is a friend” saying that he put his hand on Frank’s shoulder and smiled and so did Frank. After the introductions they walked inside and went up about twenty stairs where Byron opened another wooden door and they entered the bar.

 

The first thing that Isobel noticed was of course that it was heavily under lit. There was a small corridor and they turned right. It was a small bar, eight tables with three chairs in the middle and six big tables with couches at the walls. The bar was at their left and so was the DJ. The walls were decorated with paintings, pictures and three large mirrors with big wooden frames. There was a candle on every table and four on each side of the wall. The only place that had more light was the bar. It was certainly a Goth bar and all the people in it sure did fit that description. All the customers were typical Goths, with the black clothes, the piercing and the make up. The waitresses were dressed in a more fetish manner with a lot more leather. She loved the place immediately. The music was loud but not so loud so you couldn’t discuss. They decided to stand by the bar. The bartender seeing Byron almost ran to his side to greet him and then turned to Isobel to greet her too with a smile once he learned her name. Before she had even thought what she was having the bartender brought them two pints of beer. “On the house” he said smiling and then left to attend the other customers.

 

“This place is great and the people here seem great too. They are so nice. Do you come here often?”

 

“Well, I come here every night before I do anything else or just for a drink. I love this place.” The moment he had finished his sentence Isobel noticed the most beautiful woman she had ever seen coming behind him. She had black hair, caught in a ponytail high in the back of her head. She was wearing leather boots; a short tight leather skirt and leather push up bra under a fish net blouse. On top of everything she had a leather coat identical to Byron’s. She was wearing a black leather collar with silver spikes on it; she had a small piercing ring in each eyebrow, many more on the ears and a small diamond in her navel. She put her hands in Byron’s waist, got close to him and gave him a kiss on his neck. She noticed she had the same teeth with Byron. “Hello Clio” he said without even turning.

 

“How can you do this every time, is still beyond me!” she said and came in front of him smiling. “I heard you got into some trouble tonight, is this true?”

 

“Yes, I am afraid so. But I fought to protect the fair lady Isobel!” he said laughing and pointed at Isobel.

 

“Oh I am sure you did Byron” and turned to Isobel. “Hello Isobel, I am Clio” she said and shook Isobel’s hand. “Happy to meet you”

 

“Me too. Do you work here?” she asked her.

 

“No, I am here for a drink and then off to somewhere else. But who knows where?” she said smiling. “But probably at ODD. You know it?” asked Isobel.

 

“No I don’t, I’ve never been in this area before.”

 

“A new comer then? No matter, Byron knows it. Well I’ll let you talk, I am sure you have a lot to talk about.” She gave Byron a light kiss on his cheek and turned to Isobel. She put her hand on her waist bringing her close and gave her a small passionate kiss on the lips. Before she understood it Clio broke the kiss leaving her in a wonder whether she liked what had happened or not. “It was nice meeting you Isobel” she was still very close to her face and was looking right in her eyes with a look full of lust. She brought her right hand very slowly to her left buttock and rested there for a while. “I hope I’ll see you later” she said with a low, slow and very erotic voice and kissed her again. “Farewell” she said and left. Isobel was lost for a little while.

 

“I hope she didn’t offend you, did she?” said Byron bringing her back to reality.

 

“What? No, I’m fine.” She shook her head a little and continued. “It was unexpected that’s all. Is she always like this?”

 

“Well, that’s Clio. She gets what she wants most of the times.”

 

“What’s that place she is going? Is it a club?”

 

“Yes it is but I don’t know if I want to go there tonight.”

 

“Really? Why? Is it too far from here? Don’t you like it?” she sounded kind of disappointed by Byron’s answer.

 

“It seems to me that you liked Clio a little too much!”  He said smiling and Isobel blushed a little.

 

“I am just curious that’s all. I’ve never been in these parts before and I want to know every place. But don’t you worry prince Charming. Nothing will take me away from thee tonight” as she said that she fell to his arms and kissed him. As they were kissing Byron unbuttoned her coat and rested his hands on her thighs feeling her body a little. After a while he put his hands on her waist, lifted her without breaking the kiss and made her sit on a stool. He got between her legs and Isobel put her legs behind Byron’s knees thus blocking him there. She felt his hands descend from her waist and she lifted her body a little helping him put them on her ass. They explored each other mouths with their tongues for a couple more minutes while his hands remained on her ass and hers locked behind Byron’s neck. She broke the kiss gasping for air. She had never been so horny in her life and was breathing very fast giving her breasts a very nice effect. He was still between her legs when she saw a beautiful girl wearing a short and very tight leather dress coming close to them. She didn’t do anything though; she remained there as if she was waiting for something. Isobel nodded to Byron and he turned.

 

“Oh, good evening Sharon. I’m sorry I quite forgot. I’ll have a glass of red wine” he turned to Isobel and she nodded implying that she was having the same. Sharon smiled at them and left. In less than thirty seconds she returned with their order. She smiled again and left. Isobel took a small sip from the wine, put her glass on the bar and looked around. Everybody seemed to have a very good time. The music was great, there were people drinking and talking and some were dancing. As the night moved on and the bar was getting even crowded more people would come and talk to Byron. It seemed that the news about Byron’s fight had traveled fast and everybody knew about it. Byron introduced Isobel to everybody. The men would smile take her hand and kiss it in a very courtly manner but the women would get close to her and kiss her on her cheek or the neck and on two occasions on her lips.

 

She was feeling strange about the whole situation but she couldn’t say that she didn’t enjoy it. The strange thing was that everybody was treating her so nice, they would smile immediately at her and she felt like they were welcoming her. It was so different from her life in the day at the university. At one o’clock fifteen people surrounded them and they were all discussing about her. She was in a great mood and looking at Byron she saw that so was he. Her glass was never empty. When she would take the last sip from her glass of wine Sharon would be in front of her with a new glass. The night flew by and before she knew it, it was four o’clock and she was rather drank. Byron understood that and asked her to tell him where she lived to take her back. She turned him down and tried to make a strong argument but she didn’t succeed much. She was talking but not much sense came out of her words.

 

“Come Isobel, it’s time to go” he said and put his hand to the waist. Isobel tried to protest.

 

“No, I’m fine. Come on, please. I’m having a great time. Why can’t we stay a little more?” she was trying to persuade him by throwing her hands around his neck and kissing him. Byron broke the kiss much to Isobel’s disappointment. 

 

“If you drink a little more you’ll be crawling.”

 

“If it is going to be at your feet, let it be so.” She said and everybody laughed, including Byron.

 

“Yes but you wouldn’t be aware of what was happening, would you? There is no fun in that!” he said with an evil smile that made some of the women chuckle.

 

“Oh well, it seems I cannot win this one. You’re no fun.” Said Isobel making a sad puppy face.

 

“It’s not my fault you got drank tonight, is it? Come on, say goodbye and let’s go.” She waved goodbye to all of them and leaning on Byron they headed for the exit. They stepped down, greeted Frank and got out of the bar. They got on the bike and left. The fresh air cleared her mind a little so she was able to direct Byron properly. When they arrived at the building where her apartment was she got off the bike.

 

“I am sorry for messing this night twice Byron.”

 

“You didn’t mess my night Isobel. And why did you say twice?” she asked her puzzled.

 

“Well, I was the reason you got in a fight tonight remember? Plus I ruined the night by getting drunk. It was so stupid of me…” she didn’t finish her sentence when Byron put his right index finger on her lips.

 

“It wasn’t your fault those assholes attacked you. Don’t blame yourself for that one. As for getting drunk you do have an excuse. You always had a full glass.”

 

“Really, how did that happen? I wasn’t ordering and neither did you.”

 

“No, but as you can remember we weren’t alone. Everybody was buying you a drink.”

 

“Why?” she was surprised by his response.

 

“Because they liked you. And who can blame them?” he said smiling.

 

“I liked them too. They were all so nice. And the place was nice too. It was a nice change from what I go through every day. Thank you for a wonderful night.” She said and kissed him.

 

“Thou art most welcome my lady” he said and leaned to kiss her back when he heard a moaning and turned his head to see what was going on. He saw someone laying a couple of feet from the entrance of the building. He could tell that it was a woman, blonde and she was naked. “Isn’t that Leah, your roommate?” he asked Isobel making her turn her head.

 

“Where is she?” the moment she saw her, the smile was whipped from her face and all the alcohol that was circulating in her veins vanished in a second. They run towards her and Isobel fell to her knees grabbing Leah’s head. “Oh my god, it is her!” she was socked by the sight of her roommate. Her lips and nose were bleeding, bruised eyes, two earrings were ripped from her ears, she had bruises and cuts on her body and the only think she had on were her boots. She was holding a piece of her leather skirt in her left hand and her head was a few inches from a small lake of vomit. They could tell she was still alive by the shaking of her body since it was a cold night and she was lying naked on the grass. “Oh my god, what happened to you? Talk to me, please.” She was almost weeping by now and had forgotten about Byron when he heard him cursing and turned towards him.

 

“Bastards. Cowards. I shouldn’t have let them live.” His eyes had lost the light blue colors and had turned black again. “They raped her!” he told Isobel and pointed at her pussy. Isobel turned her gaze and the sight of that certain part of her anatomy made her cry. It was bruised and there were cuts around it.

 

“We need to take her to a hospital. Call the police. We must do something!” she was talking almost pleading Byron but was looking at Leah still stroking her hair and face trying to bring her back to her senses. Before Byron had the time to speak they heard Leah trying to talk.

 

“No…no…police…please…just…take…take me…take me upstairs…” she was shaking uncontrollably now from the cold and the pain. Byron took her in his arms while Isobel took off her coat and dropped it on her to protect her from the cold. They got inside the elevator and they reached the sixth floor where their apartment was. They walked to their door and saw that it was open. They got inside and saw the room in a mess. They were obviously searching for Isobel but seeing that she wasn’t there they had trashed the place. They had opened the closets and destroyed most of the clothes; they had broken a couple of lamps and the full-length mirror. Byron put Leah on her bed, took her boots off and pulled a blanket over her. Isobel sat on the headboard and was talking to her in a low voice trying to sooth her and kept stroking her hair. Byron in his turn was trying to calm down Isobel while looking around. They had written a lot of things on the walls and Byron began to read them. Most of them were words like “Slut” and “Freak” but then they had moved to threats like “You are next”, “We won’t let you live”, “We’ll kill you and your freak boyfriend” and stuff like that. Isobel had noticed them too but was trying to be strong for Leah’s shake. Byron then turned to the broken full-length mirror.

 

“They broke the mirror. That’s seven years of bad luck. They won’t have that much time.” Saying that he turned to Isobel and looked her deep in her eyes. “I promise” he said and leaned to kiss her. “Take care of your roommate. I’ve got things to attend to.” And he headed for the door.

 

“Byron wait! Don’t leave. I don’t want to be alone. Please stay here tonight.” She asked him in a way he was unable to refuse her. He turned to her side again and put his left hand through her hair stroking them a little.

 

“Alright” he said and tried to smile. “Have you decided what are you going to do with Leah?”

 

“I am calling at the hospital; we have to take her there. She may have broken bones or damages in her organs…” Leah’s shaking voice cut Isobel’s sentence in the middle.

 

“No…please no…I… just want…to take a bath…to wash them…off me…” she said and began to cry.

 

“Alright, but we have to tell someone. Why not the police? You need to tell them who did it so they can catch them and pay for what they did to you.”

 

“No…no…no one will…find out…no one will know…I am too ashamed…I just want to…take a bath…”she said and tried to raise her body but she couldn’t.

 

“Lay there for a few minutes more and then I’ll take you take a bath,” said Byron causing Leah to startle and open her eyes.

 

“Oh god…I thought…we were alone” in her state of pain she couldn’t understand what was going on around her and only now she saw that another one knew what had happened to her.

 

“Don’t worry Leah, no human will hear it from me” he said smiling and their eyes met. His face was calm again and the light blue color of his eyes was a soothing sight for Leah, which stopped crying while her body was shaking no more. Isobel was still stroking Leah’s hair and was wondering how he was doing that. He could transfer his calmness into someone else by looking at his eyes. She was certain now. She loved him and she gave him a look that could only say that. Byron gave her a warm smile telling her by that he understood what she meant. “Come on now Leah. It’s time for your bath.” He picked her up like a feather, walked to the bathroom and let her gently in the bathtub. “Take your time. We’ll be outside” he said and left.

 

“Please…don’t leave me…I don’t want…to be alone.” She was still very scared.

 

“We are not leaving, we’ll be outside. But if you want I can tell Isobel to come and sit with you.”

 

“I want…both of you to be here…it will make me feel safer…please?”

 

“Well if it makes you feel better…” he said and walked over to the door. “Isobel come here please.”

 

“What’s the matter? Is she ok?” she thought something had happened and almost ran in the bathroom.

 

“Yes, nothing is wrong, don’t worry. She just wants you here to rub her back…” he said smiling and so did Leah, although laughing brought her pain. Isobel did help her get cleaned while Byron was covering his eyes with his hand pretending that he wasn’t going to look. Seeing that Leah laughed again but now the pain was not so severe. She had a problem standing up though since she was too weak and the trembling had returned. So, she was either leaning against Isobel or against the walls. When they were done, Isobel covered Leah with a big towel and Byron picked her up and transferred her to her bed. She was lying on her bed for a few seconds when she started crying again. Byron and Isobel turned and went beside her.

 

“It was my fault. I shouldn’t have gone there and…”

 

“Don’t say that. It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. They did and I can’t understand why you don’t want to turn them to the police. Who are they?” Isobel was all over her now and she wasn’t going to let them get away with it.

 

“Leah, look at me,” said Byron and she did. “Try to relax and tell us what happen.” He was having the same effect on her again and after a while she was calm.

 

“I was at the party and we were having a great time, we were drinking and dancing and there were a lot of cute guys all over me. About nine o’clock five guys came running in the frat house and headed for the bar. They started drinking big amounts of alcohol and they were shaking. They were mumbling something but nobody could understand what they were saying. After about an hour they said that they were hitting on some black dressed girl and then Byron showed up and said he was going to kill them if they didn’t leave her alone. Some of the older members of the frat house said that it was unacceptable, that they had had enough of Byron’s attitude and a whole more stuff. Some of them went upstairs and came down holding knives and iron bars. I was scared because I realized that they were talking about you. Then Kelly Preston said that she knew who that girl was. She looked at me and said her name was Isobel and that I was her roommate. One guy jumped at me and grabbed me. Then Paul came and slapped me hard in the face. I couldn’t believe it. The worst thing was nobody did anything to stop him. They stuffed a piece of cloth in my mouth and tied me to a chair. They left Kelly watch over me and told her if she would let me go she was going to take my place. Then they all got out and headed for the cinema. I pleaded Kelly to let me go but she didn’t listen. Instead she would slap me in the face whenever I made a sound. She pulled my hair and pinched my breasts and was calling me names. She kept saying that they were going to beat Byron to death and were going to bring Isobel back and rape us together. And then they would damp us at some place no one could ever found us. I think that bitch really loved her role too. As the time passed she was getting more vicious and she would hit me harder.”

 

“What a bitch!” said Isobel. “What did you ever do to her?”

 

“I don’t know. Maybe she was scared too to let me go but nobody had told her to hit me. When they got back and we found out what had happened Paul screamed at everybody to leave the frat house except from the members. And that if someone would speak about what they had seen they were going to pay hard. I was really scared because I saw Paul’s look. There were ten people there and they were all heading towards me. Paul came close to me and slapped me in the face almost knocking me down. Kelly untied me and one guy came behind me and grabbed me. Paul used his knife and cut all my clothes and then he slapped me again. He dragged me to a bed and then they started raping me. First it was Paul and then I don’t know because Kelly had sat on my face. That bitch! She was shouting at me to lick her pussy or else she would cut off my breasts. I didn’t do it at first and she was slapping my breasts and the guy that was fucking me was thrusting really hard and I was really feeling a lot of pain and I was screaming but nobody was listening because they had the music so loud. Then Kelly put the knife under my left breast and put pressure on it and I got scared and I put my tongue at her pussy but I couldn’t do it. But after a while she was moving her crotch up and down my face and her pubic hair were in my nose and my mouth and I was feeling really sick but she kept on shouting to lick her pussy. But I still couldn’t do it. Then she took the knife and start cutting me. It was horrible, the pain I was feeling in my skin from the knife and the pain I was feeling because there were ten people raping me. Then she told me that if I didn’t lick her pussy they would start fucking my ass. I was terrified. If they didn’t care about what they were doing to my pussy then what would they do to my ass? So I did it. I started licking her and she was shouting. She was calling me “slut”, “fucking dyke” and “pussy licker” and she was slapping my breasts. Then she grabbed my ankles and lifted them up. I couldn’t understand why she was doing that until I felt the first guy sticking his dick in my asshole.

 

She had tricked me. They were going to rape my ass anyway. She kept screaming at me not to stop what I was doing because then it would be worse and so I didn’t. After a while she came and while her orgasm lasted she was pinching and pulling my nipples. I thought she would rip them off. When she let them my breasts were completely numb. She raised her body and backed a little from me and she looked at me with an angry look I couldn’t understand. She grabbed my hair and pulled them hard. She slapped me with both hands and then she spit on my face calling me “slut” again. After that she left and some guy I had never seen in my life took her place and put his dick on my lips ordering me to open them but I wouldn’t do it. Then he slapped me and pinched my nipples but still I didn’t do it. Then he pinched my nose with his right hand and started laughing and so did everybody else. I was struggling to resist him but I couldn’t last long. I was feeling my lungs burning and after few seconds I opened my mouth and he put his dick inside. He pulled my whole body at the edge of the bed and now my head was out of the bed and he was thrusting his dick straight in my mouth. Meanwhile all the other guys were still raping my pussy and ass and punching my stomach, slapping my breasts, pinching my nipples and the inner parts of my thighs and cutting me with the knife. But the worst was what that guy was doing in my mouth. He was thrusting really hard and my neck was feeling very sore, I was gagging and wanted to throw up but was afraid to do it because it would piss them off worse. After a while that guy came in my mouth and ordered me to swallow it all but I couldn’t so some of it run out of my mouth.

 

He got really angry and slapped my face so hard I thought he had broken my jaw. He started shouting at me and spit in my open mouth. That was when I turned my head and threw up. And I was right; it did piss them off worse. Paul came round and grabbed my hair and dragged me across the room throwing me on a wall. He then threw a bottle of beer that landed close to me and broke in pieces cutting my legs. Then he took a belt and came closer. I was so afraid and was pleading him to stop. I was trying to tell him that I wasn’t going to the police if only they would stop hurting me and let me go. Then I heard Kelly shout, “Tough luck bitch, hit her Paul” and so he did. And he hit me again and again and again until I lost count and then my senses. When I came round I was at the shower and Kelly was throwing cold water at me. When she saw I was conscious again she turned off the water and grabbed my hair. “Hello bitch, you didn’t think we were through with you, did you?” she said and slapped my face while she called for Paul. He came in the bathroom and told Kelly to let my hair. He didn’t do anything and I was trying to stand on my feet. At some point I managed to do it but kept my head down, I didn’t want to look at them, I was too afraid. “Look at me” he said and slowly I raised my head. He looked at me with real hatred in his eyes and so did Kelly and then he slapped me again throwing me to the floor. He came over me, grabbed my hair and pulled me back to the room. When we got in the room he stopped and pulled me in front of him. He raised my head and ordered me to open my eyes and look at everybody. I did and I saw that they were all naked and already hard. He dragged me for a few feet more and threw me to the floor. Then they started rapping me again but now it was worse. They were rapping me two at a time. One was fucking my pussy or my ass and the other one was thrusting his dick in my mouth. When they were about to cum they would get in front of my face and cum in my mouth telling me that if I didn’t swallow they would hit me with the leather belt again. When I managed to swallow some guy’s load they would call me “cock-sucking slut” and “cum-eater” and when I couldn’t do it Kelly would hit my back and ass with the belt and if I was lying on my back she would aim for my breasts and my pussy. I lost track of how many times I swallowed and how many times she had hit me with the belt but all I know is at a certain point I passed out again and woke up where you found me.”

 

When she finished talking Isobel was still stroking Leah hair and tears had formed in her eyes. Leah looked up and smiled at Isobel. “I’m happy that you are alright. I was so afraid of what they were going to do to you if they had found you here.” Saying that Isobel began to cry. After about fifteen minutes of intense crying they stopped and searched for Byron. They saw him standing by the window looking outside. They didn’t say anything and they were just looking at him. At first they thought that he hadn’t paid any attention to what Leah was saying until he turned his face. His eyes had lost their light blue color and where black, a sign of anger as Isobel had already found out and they could see his tension by the veins in his neck and face. He walked towards the bed and Isobel stood up. Byron sat beside her and kissed her forehead. He smiled at her and Leah returned the smile. He stroked her hair a little, then her right cheek and after that he kissed her lips. It was a small sweet kiss, a kiss that told her to keep her spirits up, to have courage that everything is going to be all right. He broke the kiss and saw that he had achieved the desired effect. She smiled at him saying thank you with her eyes.

 

Byron stood up, went over Isobel, gave her a hug and kissed her neck. “In a couple of hours a new day will start. Try to look things in a new perspective. Be thankful that Leah is alive.” He said to Isobel and then turned to Leah. “You are one of the most courageous people I know Leah. I am proud to have met you. Don’t worry about a thing from now on. Come to the university today. Don’t give them the satisfaction. And don’t tell anyone about this either. I’ll deal with this. I’ll see you in a couple of hours my ladies” he said, smiled, made a little bow and left the room. After a while Isobel stood up and went to the window. She saw Byron walking in his usual fast and decisive steps and get on his bike. The twilight didn’t help her much but she could tell that he was looking at her because she saw his eyes sparkle in the dark. He started the engine and lost him in the dark. She turned to the door and put large furniture behind it, just to be a little more extra careful since the door was broken. Then she took off her boots and the collar, her leather trousers and the leather top and put on a black t-shirt she used to wear when it was cold and went over to Leah. She got under the blanket and told Leah to come closer to her, which she did. Leah rested her head on Isobel’s neck and threw her right hand and leg over Isobel. Being naked in bed with an almost naked Isobel, hugging and having her stroking her hair and her back was something she couldn’t believe possible a few hours earlier. She let out a sigh, kissed Isobel’s neck and closed her eyes. She had to be strong because in a few hours she was going to face her tormentors, but now she wasn’t afraid. She had Byron to protect her and Isobel in her arms. “Things can only get better” she thought and let herself in the hands of Morpheus.

 

 

 

 

----- Chapter 3 -----

 

 

 

Isobel heard the alarm clock and turned it off not to disturb Leah. She didn’t need it thought to wake up. She hadn’t slept a bit. How could she? She kept bringing in her mind the events of the last day. Her date with Byron, his fight, the bar and all the nice people she met there, then seeing Leah and hearing all the awful things that had happened to her. She was angry with all of them, she hated them and she wished Leah would turn them to the police. But then she had bathed and all the evidence was lost and furthermore it was the word of eleven people against one. But Byron had told them not to speak to anyone and pretend that nothing had happened. He even told them to go to the university. He had to have a plan in his mind and although she brushed the thought of her mind; she wished all the rumors about Byron were true. She wanted him to kill them and take their hearts out and drink all of their blood. That was the only way they could pay for what they had done to sweet Leah. 

 

She felt her moving and saw her open her eyes looking at her. “Good morning princess” said Isobel smiling. Leah smiled back but soon after that pain reflected her face. “What’s the matter?” she asked Leah.

 

“My whole body is in pain Isobel. I don’t think I can pull through today. I just want to stay inside.” At that point she realized that her right hand was on top of Isobel’s right breast and she raised it as fast as she could. “Oh I’m sorry” she said embarrassed. Isobel took her hand, put it back on and kissed her on her lips.

 

“I don’t mind” she said and smiled. Leah’s face was suddenly lit and she got her spirits up. Maybe it would be a better day after all she thought.

 

“Tell me, how was your date with Byron?” she asked Isobel and put her head on her neck giving it a little kiss.

 

“It was great. After the cinema we were riding randomly on his bike and then we went for a drink in the best bar I’ve ever seen. Byron introduced me to everybody and they seemed so happy to meet me. Everybody was so nice to me and they were even buying me drinks.” At that point Leah raised her head and looked at her puzzled. “Yes they did. All nightlong! As you can imagine I got quite drank.” She said and Leah laughed. “I met some very interesting people too,” she said and a smile of embarrassment appeared on her face. Leah was intrigued now. She knew Isobel’s character had changed since she first saw Byron; she was more open sexually now. She was almost naked lying in the same bed with her; she had kissed her in her mouth and had even told her told her to grab her breast for Christ sake! So her last words told her that something juicy was about to come.

 

“Could you define interesting?” said Leah smiling.

 

“Well, first I met Clio. She is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and was dressed really sexy too. She came to greet Byron and he introduced me to her. She put her hand at my waist and kissed me at the lips and I didn’t know if liked it or not. Then she put her hand on my ass and kissed me again and I definitely like it. And she also has a very sexy voice too. And then I met a lot more other people and men would kiss my hand making a bow like I was some kind of queen and the women would kiss me in my cheek or neck and two of them kissed me in the mouth and I felt great again.” While she was talking Leah was fondling Isobel’s breast and was rubbing her nipple with her thumb. She had moved her right leg between Isobel’s and was breathing on Isobel’s neck. “But then I kind of messed the night because I was really drank and Byron told me that he would bring me back. I can’t wait to go back there.” Leah laughed a little and Isobel blushed. “I didn’t mean at that bar.” Leah gave her a look of disbelief. “I meant that I couldn’t wait to go that particular area. I had never been there before and it looked great.” Leah kept on looking at her in the same way only now she was smiling. “Next time we’ll take you there and you’ll see for yourself.” Finishing her sentence Isobel put her hands on Leah’s waist and brought her body on top of her own with her legs between Leah’s. She stroked Leah’s hair very tenderly and kissed her lips. “Things will be better from now. I promise.” She told her and Leah smiled resting her head on Isobel’s left shoulder.

 

Isobel put her hands on Leah’s back and held her for a few minutes. Leah’s mind was racing and a thousand thoughts came to it. She was naked on top of an almost naked Isobel. She wasn’t feeling much pain now or somehow Isobel and Byron had managed to make her forget about pain. “So nothing happened between you and Byron?” she asked Isobel. “You know…nothing?”

 

“No, we didn’t have sex if that’s what you mean. But I don’t mind because we had a great time and I am sure that we are going to at some point.” She said while stroking Leah’s waist and ass making her move her body up and down in a slow motion.

 

“You know, you are really lucky to have found him,” said Leah enjoying Isobel’s caresses.

 

“Yes I know. But don’t you worry, I think we can find someone for you too” she said and they both laughed. Isobel was still paying attention on Leah’s ass when she began kissing her neck and then her lips. She put her left hand behind Isobel’s neck and her right back on her left breast. They were kissing full on the mouth using their tongues as best as they could. At some point Leah put her hands under Isobel’s back, broke the kiss, brought her head on her left shoulder and started crying.

 

“Thank you” she said and Isobel’s heart was broken. She kept on stroking her ass.

 

“We’ll get them for what they did to you Leah. I promise and remember Byron did too.”  Leah raised her head and kissed Isobel on her lips again.

 

“Ah yes, the dark couple will protect me.” She said smiling and kissed her again. “As much I’d prefer to stay here with you, we’ll better get up. We have a big day ahead of us.” Saying that she kissed Isobel’s left breast over her t-shirt and got up. Isobel was happy they had managed to bring the smile on her face again and from now on she would be the big sister for her. Seeing Leah’s body in the daylight brought tears in her eyes again. It was heavily bruised; it had more cuts than she wanted to count and there were a lot of angry welts on her. “Kelly will pay dearly” she thought and got up too. Leah went to take a shower and after a while she called Isobel.

 

“Can you help me please?” she said looking as innocent as a child but with a small grin on her face that didn’t pass unnoticed by Isobel. She took her clothes off and got in the shower. After all she wanted to take a shower too. They fooled around a little, kissing and fondling, but she mostly did the washing job since she wouldn’t let Leah bend her back or lift her legs. She was afraid that she wasn’t strong enough yet and that was certainly the case even though Leah didn’t want to admit it. After a while they got off the bathtub and she helped Leah to towel off. She paid extra attention at the most bruised parts of her body and especially at her crotch. When she was doing that part she was kneeling and saw from a very close distance how much damage they had done to it. After it was dry she blew it for a while and Leah felt great. It was a small gentle blow like a mother does to the injured knee of her kid. Leah spread her legs a little and told Isobel to do it again. And she did. Leah’s legs were slightly trembling; she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. She was feeling great and wanted to savor the moment. Isobel kept blowing in the same way for a couple more minutes. When she stopped she looked up and saw Leah’s closed eyes and her erect nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. When Leah realized that Isobel had stopped opened her eyes and looked down almost pleading. Isobel smiled and put her hands on Leah’s legs spreading them more.

 

Then she recommenced the blowing. But now it was different. She had her face closer to Leah’s pussy, not even two inches from it and the effect of the blows were much bigger on Leah. Isobel moved her hands very slowly up and down Leah thighs and then put them behind her, grabbing her beautiful ass. She kept blowing, stroking her ass while Leah was focusing on her breasts and nipples. After about a minute Leah’s juices were starting to run and that was when Isobel moved her face forward. She gave a big kiss on Leah’s pussy and used her hands to spread her legs more. Leah was lost in a world of pleasure and the orgasm was not far from that place. Leah put her hands on Isobel’s head and stroked her hair. Isobel put her tongue on Leah’s pussy and began the exploration. It was the first time she was doing that and she liked it and furthermore so did Leah. Two minutes after Isobel’s tongue found Leah’s clit she came. She came hard. Isobel didn’t move her face from her pussy but kept stroking her clit with her tongue. The emotions were so great that Leah started crying again. Maybe it was from the pain too. Isobel stood up and kissed Leah full on her mouth using her hands to feel Leah’s breasts and ass. Isobel broke the kiss and looked at Leah. “Now you have to take a shower again!” she said and they both laughed. Leah did take another shower but alone that time. After a while she got out of the bathroom and saw Isobel trying to clean up the place while she was still naked. “She is so pretty” she thought and made her way further in the room.

 

“You are so beautiful when you bend over” she said to Isobel and they both laughed. Isobel was happy Leah was feeling better or it seemed that way. She stood up and Leah let out a sigh of disappointment. Isobel turned to her and smiled.

 

“Enough fooling around. Let’s get ready” she said and tried to pick clothes for Leah. Meanwhile Leah had already put on some underwear and tried to apply a lotion on her cuts and bruises. Isobel saw her and took the lotion from her hand and applied it on Leah’s legs and back. She helped her put on a pair blue jeans and a long sleeve shirt. She found a pair of boots and put them on her. They were a beautiful sight too; Isobel on knees naked helping Leah to put her clothes on. After that Isobel also got dressed. She wore exactly what she had worn the night before. She put on the black thong but no bra, leather trousers and leather top, the boots and the coat. She put on the same make up, the leather collar and piercing rings. They used make up to cover the bruises on Leah’s face and pretty much they were successful. The only spot that couldn’t be covered was the cut on her lower lip. She wore a pair of dark glasses for extra cover, picked up her jacket and left their room.

 

Isobel was walking slowly so Leah wouldn’t have a problem keeping up with her. She was constantly asking her how she was doing and if she felt any pain. Leah tried to calm her saying that she was fine, that she felt pain but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. Every time she got that response from Leah Isobel was feeling even happier. After a while she stopped asking her.

 

“Isobel, tell me more about the place you went yesterday” asked Leah.

 

“The whole area was unfamiliar to me. It was great though. It even had a different architecture from all the other neighborhoods. The houses were bigger, much older and made in a classical way. But every single one was very well maintained. The streets were filled with people and there were even street lamps with oil!” saying that Leah turned and looked at her totally amazed. “Yes there were. I am telling you the whole area is totally picturesque! But most of all is that the people that I met were so kind to me. And everybody seemed to know Byron and I don’t think that’s because he goes there every night. They seemed to respect Byron, there was a huge smile on the doorman when he told me that he considered him his friend and the bartender gave us free drinks the minute he saw him. And why those men were kissing my hand and bowing their heads like I was the queen of England? Nevertheless, I suddenly felt important. It sounds crazy but that was what I felt.”

 

“I cannot believe how happy you are.” She said and hugged her. With all the talking they hadn’t realized that they were close to campus and before they knew it they were among hundreds of people. Suddenly Isobel felt Leah’s grip become stronger and she understood that something was wrong so she stopped.

 

“What’s the matter Leah? Did you see someone?” she was really concerned because Leah was almost trembling. Leah was looking at a bench not far from where they were standing. She saw Paul and six more guys and she knew that they were some of her rappers. She took her head in her hands and made Leah face her. “Forget about them. They cannot harm you now. You are beyond them. They will pay remember? Byron said so.” Leah’s face was getting calm again and a hint of smile appeared in her mouth. Isobel smiled her back, kissed her lips and hugged her. As they were hugging they heard a familiar voice from behind them and they turned.

 

“Well, look at that!” It was Kelly with her snob friends. She was standing two feet away from her, laughing and so did her friends. Isobel released Leah from her hug and turned to Kelly. She came close to her without saying anything. She was just looking at her with eyes full of anger and hatred. Kelly’s friends backed off a couple of steps and one of them run to Paul to get them. Kelly was looking at Isobel’s eyes with her usual “I’m better than you all” look and there was an evil grin on her face.

 

“What are you looking at, freak? She said and laughed. But that was it for Isobel. She grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to a tree. Her friends didn’t do anything and neither did anybody else. Isobel was just too pissed off to get in her way. Kelly started swearing and cursing and tried to release herself from Isobel’s grip but she couldn’t.

 

“I know what happened,” she said with a stern voice.

 

“About what?” said Kelly trying not to give herself away to the crowd that had gathered.

 

“I said I know what happened. I know what you did. I know what everybody did.” Isobel was really applying pressure on Kelly’s neck and her face had turned red.

 

“I don’t know what you are talking about bitch. Let me go.” She was moving her hands trying to hit Isobel but she couldn’t succeed much. She had never been in a situation like this before and she was taken by surprise. Isobel got close to her and whispered in her ear.

 

“I tried to convince Leah to go to the police but she didn’t want to. I am going to make sure you pay for what you did to her.”

 

“You can’t prove anything freak.” She had her snob look back on and that made Isobel even angrier.

 

“I have all the proofs I want. I am going to find a way to make you pay. To make all of you pay.” She made a step back and released her neck leaving a bright red handprint on her neck.

 

“You?” she said and started laughing. “What do you think you can do?”

 

Her laugh made Isobel go over the top and hit her with the back of the right hand right in the face throwing her to the ground. Kelly stood up and attacked Isobel but the only thing she succeeded in was getting to the ground again by another back hand hit. Her lower lip was already bleeding and was swearing and cursing Isobel, but she got up. She was too embarrassed from her defeat so far so she attacked her again. Isobel moving too fast she grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to the tree again. “Who said I am alone in this? Byron knows. He told us not to tell anyone.” Saying that he starred at Kelly’s eyes and saw terror appearing in her face. “He’ll deal with this.” She took a step back still starring. She knew that if they were alone she would be in her knees pleading. Isobel was still holding her neck so for one last touch of that day’s revenge she moved her head forward with great speed hitting her on the nose and threw her to the ground with another part of her face bleeding. Isobel turned and saw Kelly’s friends making steps backwards and so did the rest of the crowd. She felt so good about herself and because she saw on Leah’s face a huge smile of gratitude. They hugged and tried to walk through the crowd.

 

“You were amazing! How did you do all those things?” asked Leah with a very surprised look.

 

“I really don’t know. It was like I could always do them. It was very natural for me to move so fast and hit her with so much power. I loved it!” she said and smiled.

 

They made a couple of steps more and saw Paul and his friends coming towards them almost running. They frowned. Surely Isobel could deal with Kelly but against seven guys she didn’t think she had much luck. They made some steps back and turned to run to the opposite way but three more Paul’s friends cut them off. After a few seconds they were surrounded. Just when Paul started to make his way towards Isobel they heard a very serious voice coming a few feet from them.

 

“Think really well what you are about to do.” Everybody turned and saw Byron standing with his back at a tree looking down. He raised his head slowly and they saw his eyes. They had lost their light blue color again and were black. Now it was their time to remain still as statues. Byron was looking directly at Paul. He raised his left hand calling Isobel and Leah to come to him, which they did without second thought. He gave Leah a light kiss on her lips and asked her if she was all right.

 

“Yes, thanks to Isobel.” She said and looked at her.

 

“I know. I saw. You were great Isobel.” He said and gave her a very passionate kiss. “I knew you were the one.” He said and smiled leaving Isobel floating in the skies from what she had heard. He turned to Paul and walked towards him. He was almost trembling. “You were about to make a horrible mistake. But I forgive you. I forgive all of you for what you were about to do now.” As he said that he spoke loud and turned to look at all of them. Then he turned back to Paul and whispered in his ear. “For what you did last night to Leah I cannot forgive you. I shall not forgive you.” Paul was shocked. He wasn’t aware that he had found out so soon. He was hoping that he wouldn’t find out or that he would be frightened when he did. But Byron was right in his face and he didn’t seem very afraid. “Last night I made a mistake. I let all of you live. I am going to correct my mistake.” He made a small step back and looked at Paul. “It has already begun.” He said and saw the terror in Paul’s eyes. “There is a full moon tomorrow.” He said, turned and walked to Isobel and Leah leaving Paul stunned. He put his hands on each girl’s waist and headed to the university.

 

The rest of the day was uneventful, for them at least. At breaks they would meet under Byron’s tree and would talk and have fun. They were also planning their night. Byron told them that he would come with someone to pick them up at nine o’clock and take them out. Isobel was very happy for many reasons. She would go out with Byron again, he had arranged someone for Leah so she wouldn’t be left alone and she knew it would have to be someone good plus they would probably go at the place they had been the last day. Leah tried to protest a little saying that she didn’t feel like going out and partying but neither Isobel nor Byron would have any of that.

 

“It is settled. At nine o’clock you’ll be ready.”

 

“What should I wear? It’s not like we have the same dress habits!” said Leah and smiled.

 

“Don’t worry. Wear whatever makes you comfortable. You will look beautiful whatever you choose!” he said and smiled and so did Leah blushing a little.

 

Back at the frat house everybody was quite nervous. Paul told them what Byron had said to him. He couldn’t understand though why Byron said “it had begun”. All ten of them were at the frat house and so was Kelly with her friends. He couldn’t possible be talking about Isobel’s fight with Kelly. And then it hit him. What about those five guys that started the whole thing? They hadn’t seen any of them and send two frat members to find out. After an hour they appeared saying that they hadn’t been to classes and no one had seen them today. “So it has begun.” Said Paul and started walking up and down the room. He was afraid. He was scared more than he had never been in his life. There was nothing he could do either. He couldn’t tell the head master or the police because then he would have to tell them what had happened. They had attacked Byron and he had let them go. Then they attacked, beaten and gang raped his girlfriend’s roommate and Isobel would have the same fate if they had found her plus they had broken into their room and had destroyed most of it. And then that morning they tried to attack Isobel again. There wasn’t anything to justify their actions. So it had to be dealt by them. But how would they succeed? They had already tried and he had defended himself against seven people with knives and iron bars. They needed a plan. The whole situation brought him a headache. He went to the fridge and grabbed a six-pack. He went back to the room and sat on a big chair. He started drinking without talking to anyone.

 

A second and then a third followed the first six-pack. After about three hours he was pretty much drank and couldn’t think anymore. He looked around for Kelly but she wasn’t around. He stood up and searched the place. He found her outside talking with her friends. He called all of them inside and they did. They walked back to the room where everybody else were leaving the girls with his drank buddies and almost dragged Kelly to a room upstairs. She didn’t like what has happening but she couldn’t resist him. Paul opened a door and got inside. They walked inside and told her to undress. She did, although because she was afraid it took her some time and that made Paul rip her underwear from her. She tried to cover herself and pleaded Paul not to do it because he was drank. He laughed.

 

“I didn’t see you complain last night.” He said and grabbing her by the hair threw her to the floor. He unbuttoned his blue jeans and took his dick out. “Suck” he said but Kelly stood motionless. “I said suck my dick or else…” saying that he showed her the leather belt that was laying a few steps from her. She panicked and took his dick in her left hand. She brought it in her mouth and gave it a little kiss. “I said suck it not kiss it!” he said in a very angry tone and she put his dick in her mouth. He was already erect so when she put it in her mouth she grabbed her hair and shoved his dick all the way in. She gagged and tried to release her head from his grip but he was just too strong. He was thrusting hard swearing and calling her names. After a while he pulled his dick out of her mouth and released his grip he had on her head. She fell to the floor gasping for air and almost in tears.

 

“Please Paul, no more! I can’t breath.” Her pleadings didn’t have an affect on Paul who grabbed her hair again and threw her on the bed. He got between her legs and shoved his dick in her pussy in one motion. She screamed from the pain but after a while she was screaming from the pleasure. Paul knew that she loved pain and humiliation. Her orgasms were bigger when pain was involved. Receiving or inflicting, it didn’t really matter to her. She loved pain. After about ten minutes his thrusts became stronger. He was more aggressive and he would fuck her with all his length. She put her legs behind his and her arms behind his back. She was screaming really loud by now and so was he. When he was about to cum he took his dick out and put in front of her face.

 

“Open your mouth Kelly. I want to cum in your mouth. And you are going to swallow it all.” He saw that she wouldn’t comply immediately with his commands and pinched her left nipple hard. She opened her mouth to scream and that was enough for Paul to stick his dick in her mouth. She was surprised by that but couldn’t do anything. “Suck bitch!” he ordered and Kelly started moving her head back and forth. Paul wasn’t satisfied by the result so he grabbed her head and made her swallow his entire dick. She was gagging again but this time she was enjoying it. She used her right hand to massage his balls and put her left middle finger in his asshole. He knew she loved pain and she knew he wanted something in his ass. After about two minutes of violent thrusts he came. He didn’t release her head until she had swallowed all of his sperm. She was gagging, crying moving her hands frantically but he didn’t let her go. After a few seconds Paul had finished and took his dick out of Kelly’s mouth. “Clean my dick with your tongue.” He said and she complied. When she was done his dick was clean from his sperm, her pussy juices and was glistened with her saliva. He got off, cleaned his dick with her shirt and fixed his clothes. “That’s what I like about you Kelly. You always swallow. You are the best slut on campus.” He said and went back downstairs laughing while Kelly was swearing at him. When he got back downstairs he gathered whoever wasn’t fucking with one of Kelly’s friends and began discussing on how to get back on Byron, Isobel and Leah. After a while someone came in the frat house saying he had important information. Paul asked about what and when he answered him that it was about Byron everybody went silent. “I overheard them talking and he said that he would come over their apartment and pick them at nine.” Paul was very satisfied by his contribution to their cause and led him to the fridge offering him its interior.

 

Meanwhile Isobel and Leah had finished their classes and accompanied by Byron headed back to their room. It was five o’clock when they arrived at the entrance. He opened his coat, took out a small bottle that seemed very old and gave it to Leah.

 

“Thanks it’s beautiful.” She said and kissed Byron in his right cheek.

 

“I didn’t give you a present Leah.” He said and she blushed from embarrassment. “You are supposed to drink it. It’s a very old medicine. It will help you heal faster.”

 

“Oh and how do I…?”

 

“Take a shower, drink it right from the bottle and take a nap. You’ll wake up much better.”

 

“Don’t you have anything for me?” asked Isobel with a smile in her face.

 

“I do have something for you my lady but you are not going to get it now.”

 

“Can’t you give me something in advance?” Byron smiled, put his right hand in her waist, pulled her close to him and kissed her in her mouth. They were both lost for quite a while when Leah pretended to cough. They broke the kiss laughing.

 

“You are not alone lovebirds. Plus you are making me feel jealous because I’m alone!” said Leah laughing.

 

“Not for long” said Byron and got their attention.

 

“Tell me Byron who is this mysterious someone? Do I know him?” asked Isobel.

 

“Now it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, would it?” answered Byron and made a few steps back to leave. “Remember ladies, nine o’clock.” He smiled, bowed his head a little and left.

 

They waved good-bye, turned and went upstairs. They got in their room and tried to clean up the mess. Isobel told Leah to take a shower and drink Byron’s medicine. It would be better if she wouldn’t try to help her. She tried to argue but she didn’t have a chance against Isobel. She undressed and went to the bathroom. She was feeling better since morning and she was able to bathe on her own. It did take her a while though and Isobel asked a couple of times if she “needed a hand”, an offer that made Leah laugh. After about half an hour Leah got out of the bathroom holding a small jar with ointment and saw the room in perfect condition.

 

“Great job! How did you clean so fast?” she was so surprised.

 

“Maybe because I am not like you.” She answered and laughed. “I am going to take a shower now. Don’t forget to drink the medicine. ”

 

“Yes mom” she replied and smiled.

 

“By the way, you look better shaved,” said Isobel looking at Leah’s pussy making her blush a little. She saw Isobel undress and walk to the bathroom naked.

 

 “God she is pretty,” she thought to herself.

 

She spent a couple of minutes trying to decide which part of her preferred more, her ass, her breasts or her pussy. But she couldn’t come up to a conclusion. She brushed that thought of her mind and wished Byron would hook up with her someone as handsome as he was. She put the ointment on her legs, breasts and pussy to help with the cuts and those welts that still had on her. “Damn you Kelly. I hope I’ll get you for this.” She wanted Byron to make all of them pay but maybe she would ask him to let her have a small part in Kelly’s punishment. The ointment didn’t do much on her about the scars but at least she wouldn’t get infected. The bad thing was that when she put it on her breasts and especially her pussy she was getting numb and feel her skin burn. When she had finished her front Isobel came out of the bathroom. Leah raised her head and saw her walking in front of her drying her hair with a towel. “She is so pretty and her skin is smooth. I found it. The best thing about her is her touch.” She remembered how she felt when she was son top of her and Isobel had her hands on her back and her ass.

 

“Will you put some of this ointment on my back?” said Leah while extending her hand with the ointment. Isobel took it and told her to roll over to her stomach. She put some of the ointment in her hands and applied to her legs first. Now she was certain. Isobel’s touch was wonderful. Isobel was moving her hands slowly up and down as light as a summer breeze. After a while she moved upwards and focused on Leah’s thighs. She spread her legs a little enjoying the feeling and Isobel saw Leah’s right hand disappear under her body. She smiled and gave it a little slap. Leah let out a moan of disappointment but she did comply with Isobel’s order. Leah felt ointment on her back and then Isobel hands going up and down and she was in heaven again. She would move her hands all the way to her neck and go down to her waist. She put the ointment in every inch of her back bringing a small trembling in Leah’s body. Isobel climbed on top of the bed and sat on Leah’s legs. At that point it seemed like she was lightly massaging Leah’s back and not as much as applying ointment. She leaned on her and kissed her along her spine, which made her tremble more.

 

Then she put some ointment on her left ass cheek and went to the right ass cheek without stopping. Leah heard Isobel closing the jar, a sound that could only mean she had put it on the table and then she felt her hands on her ass. She had moved lower on her legs and was sitting almost on her heels. Leah was moaning now and tried to move her right hand back to her pussy again but Isobel slapped it again telling her “no”. Isobel was focusing on her left ass cheek first with both her hands, rubbing, caressing it and then moved to the right one following the same procedure. When she was done she raised her body and told Leah to spread her legs, something she did immediately. She placed herself between Leah’s legs, kneeled and put her mouth on Leah’s left thigh. She planted many small kisses all the way to her left ass cheek, continued to the right and descended on the right thigh. Leah was moaning and her heart began to beat faster. Leah tried to move both of her hands to her pussy but Isobel saw it and pinned her hands to the mattress with her own. She made small circles with her tongue on the left ass cheek and then moved her tongue to her right without breaking the contact with Leah’s skin. She made the same thing on her right cheek and then gave it a small bite, which made Leah’s moan louder. Isobel moved her tongue to the middle of Leah’s ass and pressed her face deeper. Leah didn’t expect that and bit her lip to avoid screaming. Isobel moved her tongue higher and focused in her tailbone for a little, sending Leah to heaven. She moved her tongue slowly all the way along her spine while laying her body on Leah’s and after a while she was kissing her neck while being on top of her. She pushed Leah’s hands over her head and went for her breasts. She found them and caressed them and played with the nipples a little. Isobel was moving her body back and forth and she intensified her pace even more when she put her right hand on Leah’s pussy.

 

“Are you all right?” asked Isobel. “Do I hurt you?” she was afraid but Leah’s moaning told her that she should go on and she did. After a while she found her clit and fondled with it using her thumb and index finger. Leah’s body was moving up and down pressing her ass on Isobel’s pussy all the while giving her right hand more space to move. Leah was lost. With Isobel’s left hand on the breasts, her right hand on her clit, her breasts on her back and her lips kissing her neck she was very close. And she did come. After ten minutes from the time Isobel’s first encounter with Leah’s clit she came and it felt great. It felt even better than the orgasm she had that morning. When she finished they remained still without moving for a couple of minutes more. Then Isobel raised her body and told her to lie on her back and Leah did. She looked at Leah’s happy face and smiled. She leaned and kissed Leah’s lips and then her right nipple. “You need to take a shower again” she said and got of the bed. Leah got up too and walked over to the bathroom to wash the sweat off her body. Isobel saw the bottle Byron had given to Leah at the table beside her bed and grabbed it to check it out better. The bottle seemed to be very old, it was made of black and very thick glass and its content couldn’t be more than 10ml. She raised it and saw an inscription on the bottom of it but it was written in a language she couldn’t understand plus the bottle wasn’t empty something that pissed her off a little. At that point Leah got out off the bathroom.

 

“Leah, didn’t you drink it?”

 

“What? Oh the medicine. No I didn’t drink it.”

 

“You are such a child!” she said and nodded to come to her. Leah went close to the bed, kneeled in front of her and put her hands behind her back thrusting her breasts forward. Isobel turned to her side and put her between her legs. “Open your mouth” and Leah complied while she leaned front almost resting her mouth on Isobel’s thighs. Isobel smiled, opened the bottle and purred a very dark red liquid in her mouth slowly. “Now be a good girl and drink it” and Leah did. When Isobel saw she had swallowed took her head in her hands and kissed her lips very passionately. After a few seconds she broke the kiss and looked at Leah.

 

“It tasted like blood!” said Leah almost shocked.

 

“It did. But Byron said it would make you fell better.” She stroked her hair a little and then she fell back to get a nap. Leah followed her and after a few minutes she was sleeping holding Isobel naked in her arms again.

 

 

 

 

----- Chapter 4 -----

 

 

 

After a full two-hour sleep Leah woke up feeling better. Isobel had her back turned to her but that just gave her an opportunity to look at her wonderful ass. She moved her hand and touched it. It was so perfect and her skin was so smooth. She felt it for a little longer and then she moved for the front. She came as close as she could to Isobel and fondle her breasts with her right hand. She played with her nipple a little and kissed her neck. She always smelled so good too. She sensed Isobel move a little but she was still sleeping. Leah moved her hand downwards slowly. She played with her navel ring a little and then headed for her pussy. Her shaven pussy felt incredible and she just rested her hand on her pussy for a while. She was caressing her pussy when Isobel subconsciously spread her legs. “I’m sure I don’t have to think hard what she is dreaming” she thought and continued. She put her hand between Isobel’s thighs and pressed her body forward bringing herself on top of her. Isobel started to moan and not long after that she woke finding herself under Leah’s body and with her right hand on her pussy.

 

“Hey what’s going?” she said.

 

“Nothing much, don’t worry, lay back and enjoy!” answered Leah and kissed her neck. Isobel spread her legs wider and followed her roommate’s advice. Leah put her left hand on Isobel’s pussy too bringing her faster closer to the edge. Isobel was sweating and was moving her body in a quicker pace minute by minute. She put her hands on Leah’s keeping them there and giving an extra pressure and speed in their own. Leah put a hand on her left nipple and played with it a little sending Isobel over the top. Isobel resisted for two more minutes and then she gave her self up to the wonderful sensations of a powerful orgasm. When Isobel caught her breath back, she turned her body so she could lie on her back. When Isobel turned and saw Leah’s body she opened her mouth in awe, something that caused Leah to look at her puzzled.

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

“Your body is healed. There are no cuts, no bruises and no welts. This is incredible. I didn’t think you would heal so fast!” Leah hadn’t noticed and she looked at her body in disbelief. She did feel better when she woke up but she didn’t expect something like that. She stood up and started walking to check for pain.

 

“Your back is fully healed too!” said Isobel almost screaming.

 

Leah was running up and down, she was jumping, she was touching the parts of her body that were more severely injured but she felt nothing. She was healed and there were no signs of abuse in any part of her body. And furthermore she felt more vivid, more courageous and thirstier for life itself.  Isobel had to run and catch her on the door preventing her from going out to the corridors to continue her screaming and dancing. She hugged Isobel, raised her and kissed her in her lips. Isobel for some strange reason felt Byron’s presence inside her. Leah was so happy and so was Isobel although a little puzzled by that feeling. After some more running in the room Leah looked at the clock.

 

“Shit its 7, 30! Byron with his friend will come at nine. We should get ready.” Saying that she run to the bathroom to get a shower. “Are you coming?” she asked Isobel but she turned her down.

 

“I don’t think so. With your mood right now, we won’t be ready not even at midnight!” and they both laughed.

 

Isobel started thinking what had happened. Byron’s medicine was pure magic. Two hours after Leah had drunk it she was completely healed. Cuts, bruises, welts were all gone, from her legs, her back, her ass, her pussy even her face. But it did taste like blood although it wasn’t bad it was rather good. And why did she feel his presence when Leah hugged her and kissed her? Leah’s singing brought her back to the real world. After about fifteen minutes she got out with the biggest smile she could wear in her face. Nothing could conceal her happiness. She walked towards Isobel, put her right leg between hers, her left hand behind her neck and her right on her left ass cheek and kissed her passionately. Isobel felt it again. She could sense something of Byron in Leah. She raised Isobel and threw her on the bed lying on top of her and kissed her again.

 

“I feel so good Isobel. I have never felt so strong in my life. I think I can do anything. And the strangest thing is that I feel so horny right now.” saying that she looked right in Isobel’s eyes with a look of total lust. “I cannot thank Byron now, but I can thank you…” an evil grin appeared on her face and she kissed her again. She used her legs to spread Isobel’s and put her right hand on her left breast giving it a little squeeze and sucked her nipple. Isobel was lost in a world of confusion and pleasure. It was like Byron was kissing her through Leah’s lips. She tried to understand what was going on but her train of thought was interrupted when she felt Leah’s tongue descending slowly to her navel and then her pussy. Leah was on her knees, her hands were spreading her pussy lips and her tongue was attacking her clit. Leah’s tongue brought trembling to Isobel and she put her hands on Leah’s head to encourage her to keep doing…what she was doing. Leah used her tongue to explore Isobel’s pussy and her hands to fondle her breasts. Isobel didn’t last long. She was about to cum and told that to Leah but she remained there. The only thing Isobel could do was surrender to Leah’s tongue and after about half a minute she came. When Leah tasted Isobel’s juices for the first time she continued with a more intense rhythm. She put her hands on her pussy spreading the lips and sucked and licked her dry. It was eight o’clock when Isobel’s heart beat came back to normal.

 

“Did I please you my lady?” asked Leah with her head still between Isobel’s thighs. She was still kneeling on the floor. But Isobel thought she had made a joke and smiled at her. She raised her body, took Leah’s head in her hands and kissed her lips tasting her own juices.

 

“Yes you did.” she said giving her a warm smile. “But we are running out of time. I need to take a shower.” She stood up and walked to the bathroom. They had less than an hour to get ready. She took a quick shower and after ten minutes she was out talking with Leah about what to wear.

 

Leah thought that they would look great if they wore the same clothes and Isobel agreed. They wore black thongs, tight leather trousers and black leather boots. They put on the same make up, black lipstick, matching eyeliner and black nails. Isobel let her hair fall back and didn’t change the piercing rings either. They wore black push up bras; Isobel wore a black silk shirt leaving the two top buttons open while Leah put a sleeveless shirt on that she tied in a knot a couple of inches above her navel showing a lot of cleavage. Isobel put her leather coat on and so did Leah. Isobel let her hair fall back but had a very good idea about Leah’s hair. She picked up a black velvet band and fixed her hair in a ponytail high in her head. Leah looked herself in the mirror.

 

“It looks great. I wouldn’t have thought of it.” She turned towards Isobel smiling and kissed her lips. She put her hands inside Isobel’s coat, grabbed her ass bringing closer to her body. There was it again. She felt Byron in her lips. It was totally strange but made her feel great since she was feeling Leah in the same time. They kissed for a few more seconds and then Leah broke the kiss.

 

“Shall we go my lady?” she said and opened her door.

 

“Indeed we shall.” Answered Isobel and walked through the door. She was beginning to like being treated like that.

 

They took the elevator and about ten minutes before nine they were standing at the entrance waiting for Byron and his mysterious friend. It was another beautiful October night, not too cold but they were glad they took their coats. Leah was more anxious and kept asking Isobel to describe every single one of Byron’s friends she had met. While they talked Isobel heard a whisper and the sound of steps on dead leaves that kept becoming stronger. After a couple of seconds Leah did too and turned to see where it did came from. They saw many figures coming towards them with a quick pace and Leah backed off a little and took Isobel’s left hand in her own. Isobel tried to remain calm as much as she could for Leah’s shake. They saw the figures run and in a few seconds they were standing a few feet from them. It was Paul with all the guys that had rapped Leah and they were holding chains this time. Isobel could see Kelly a few steps behind them trying to hide behind a tree. Leah got behind Isobel and hugged her.

 

“Hey look, it’s the dyke twins! So bitches remember us?” said Paul looking at Leah.

 

“I don’t. But I am sure we can fix that.” Everybody turned to find out where that female voice came from.

 

“Clio!” she was one of the last people Isobel thought she would see at that moment.

 

Everybody remained still. She was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen. She was wearing a leather coat that reached her ankles, a pair of leather trousers and because the coat was not buttoned they could see that she was wearing a very short leather top that showed off perfectly her gorgeous breasts. She had her spiked leather collar on her neck and her hair fell freely on her shoulders. She had the same fast and decisive walk of Byron and in a few seconds she was standing in front of the girls.

 

“Are you all right Isobel?” she asked with a smile in her face while she stroked Isobel’s cheek with her fingers.

 

“Yeah, now that you are here too. But I would feel even better if Byron’s was here. Where is he?”

 

“Don’t worry my lady. Your prince is watching,” she whispered in her ear. She kissed her neck and then turned to Leah. “And you are Leah?” She said and received a nod of agreement. “I am very happy to meet you.” Clio smiled, made a small step forward and kissed Leah in her lips.

 

“What is this? Dyke convention?” said Paul and all of them laughed.

 

Clio broke the kiss and turned to face Paul. “I am going to take a wild guess and assume that you are the leader of this mob and that blond chicken that’s hiding behind a tree is your bitch?” She was looking straight in Paul’s eyes with a calmness that made him uncomfortable. He looked around trying to find the only man his was afraid of. “He is here but if it will make you feel more comfortable he is not going to intervene.” Clio’s words made Paul smile but Isobel got scared and grabbed Clio’s hand pulling her towards her.

 

“What did you say? He is going to stay out of this?” she couldn’t believe that he was going to let them deal with all those guys that above all things had chains in their hands and she was sure they were going to use them.

 

“Fear not my lady. I am not going to let them touch you…”she said and turned her gaze to Leah. “…or beautiful Leah.” She said and smiled; a smile that made Leah blush. Clio had made quite an impression to Leah and not because she was the most beautiful creature she had ever seen. She had the same aura of mystery that Byron had the same confidence and the same calmness without forgetting that she was sexy as hell.

 

“Hey bitch! This doesn’t concern you so if you want what is best for you take your dyke ass and get the hell out of here before you get what they are about to get.” Paul’s words brought cheering and shouting from his friends. Clio turned to him remaining as calm as ever.

 

“First of all ape creature, my name is Clio. Second, you wouldn’t believe how much this situation concerns me. And third…if any of you try to touch Isobel or Leah…he is going to pay.” Finishing her sentence she remained still and nodded to the girls to come behind her that they gladly did.

 

“Well if that’s what you want, that’s what you are going to get. Tim she’s all yours.” Said Paul and a big guy walked forward wielding his chain with his right hand. He made a few steps taking an angry face trying to scare Clio but he didn’t succeed. Clio looked around to see if there were any more spectators but seeing that they were alone, put her right hand in her coat and pulled out a big shining sword. Everybody froze including Isobel and Leah. Tim made a couple of steps back but Clio remained still with her sword in her right hand. She looked in Tim’s eyes and made a few steps forward.

 

“Were you among the people that attacked Byron last night?” she asked and Tim nodded that he was. “Were you among the people that rapped Leah last night?” again he nodded that he was. She turned her gaze from Tim and looked at everybody. “Byron let you live last night because there were a lot of people around. Tonight we are alone” saying that she walked towards Paul and starred at him. “Byron forgave those five little assholes that tried to attack Isobel and told them to stay away from her. They didn’t listen to him and they paid the price.” Her tone of voice could only mean one thing about the fate of those five guys.

 

“For what you did to Leah there is no forgiveness and you are going to pay but not today. Tomorrow is Saturday. Byron invites you all, including Miss Preston, to the old castle at midnight. There we shall settle this once and for all.” She turned her back to them and walked to Isobel and Leah. “Shall we depart my lady? Your prince is waiting.” She asked Isobel receiving an affirmative nod. Clio turned to look Paul again. “Don’t even try and think to avoid coming tomorrow. There’s no place you can hide in day or night…” She turned, put her hand in Leah’s waist and walked away. Both Isobel and Leah were shocked from what had happened and heard.

 

“Did you really mean what you told them?” asked Isobel.

 

“Why would I lie Isobel?” answered Clio puzzled from Isobel’s question.

 

“Well to scare them for start. And you did a pretty good job too. They were speechless.”

 

“It wasn’t a game Isobel. Tomorrow night at the old castle we shall fight them. They have to pay for what they did to Leah.” She was talking with a very serious tone in her voice and she felt Leah stopping causing her to stop too.

 

“Are you serious then? Tomorrow night you and Byron will fight against ten people to revenge what they did to me?” She was looking directly at Clio’s eyes and when she answered “yes” she hugged her. Clio hugged her back and they stayed like that for a few seconds.

 

“You are worth it Leah.” Answered Clio and kissed her lips.

 

“Let’s not forget about Miss Preston.” They heard Byron’s voice and Isobel turned and ran to his arms. She put her hands around him and kissed his lips and his neck and then she broke the kiss and started hitting him in his chest.

 

“I can’t believe you didn’t do anything. What would happen if they had attacked her?”

 

“Then we would deal with less people tomorrow!” he said and smiled. “But let’s not ruin our night with tomorrow’s events. We have a whole day and most important a whole night ahead of us.” He put his hand in Isobel’s waist and kissed her.

 

“What are you going to do to Kelly?” asked Leah.

 

“It’s up to you. But enough talk about that. We’ll deal with it tomorrow night. Tonight we are going to have fun.” The moment Byron finished his sentence they reached his bike. He got on and Isobel sat behind him while Clio got on an identical bike that was parked a couple of feet further and Leah sat behind her. They turned on the engines and left.

 

After a little wandering around they arrived at the bar Isobel had been the last night. They parked their bikes outside and headed for the door. Byron opened it and Frank greeted him. When he saw Isobel he bowed his head and kissed her hand smiling.

 

“Good evening lady Isobel. It’s good to see you again.” He said and Isobel smiled him back. She couldn’t understand why they were treating her like this but she sure did enjoy it.

 

“Good evening Frank. It’s good to see you too.” She told him back and walked forward. Clio was welcomed in the same manner as Isobel.

 

“Good evening Frank. Meet Leah. She is Isobel’s friend and her roommate.” When she mentioned the fact that she was her roommate Frank’s face hardened just for a second and then his warm smile returned to his face.

 

“Good evening Leah. I am glad to meet you.” He said and kissed both her hands. Leah blushed, smiled and greeted him. After that they walked up the stairs and got in the bar.

 

Leah is not a Goth type but she immediately loved the place. She was as surprised as Isobel was when everybody went to them just to say hello. They seemed to be very nice and really happy to meet them. She saw how they treated Isobel and understood what she was telling her about that morning. But their attitude towards her wasn’t much different. It was strange but it seemed to her that Byron and Clio were two very important people in that particular community and their guests should be treated accordingly. As Isobel had told the bartender gave them a free round of beers and then there was a big crowd around them that were buying them drinks. She was having a great time.

 

She saw Byron and Isobel hugging and kissing and remembered how stupid she was at the beginning when she was pressuring her to forget him. He was so handsome and kind and he seemed to really like her. Of course she couldn’t forget how much he helped that last night when they had found her and the medicine he gave her. And above all he was going to fight for against ten people! But he wouldn’t be alone, Clio would be with him. But where was she? She turned her head to look for her and she saw her talking to the bartender. She walked towards her and hugged her.

 

“I was looking all over for you.” She said and kissed her neck. Clio took Leah’s hands and put them on her stomach enjoying the feeling of her lips on her neck. Leah got more courageous and began moving her hands up and down. She passed her hands on top Clio’s leather top, grabbing just for a little bit her breasts and then brought them down, on top of her crotch pressuring inwards a little. After a while the bartender came with a bottle of red wine and gave it to Clio. She thanked him, turned, put her left on Leah’s waist and led her to a corner. There they continued their kissing and fondling but now they were drinking in the same time. Isobel looked at them and smiled.

 

“They look good together. How did you choose her?” she asked Byron.

 

“I knew they would like each other. Clio is a nice person, I like her and I think she can help Leah get over what happened to her.”

 

“Your medicine has done it already. I don’t know what it was in it but when she woke up her body was completely healed and she was feeling great too. She wasn’t in any kind of pain and felt very vivid and happy. You did a great job again my prince!” she said and kissed him. “How did you meet Clio?”

 

“Well…she is my sister!” he said and laughed. Isobel was stunned for a few seconds and after a while she started laughing too.

 

Meanwhile Clio and Leah were really getting along together. They had already drunk the bottle of wine and Leah had cornered Clio kissing her passionately. She was between her legs and had her hands in Clio’s ass. Clio had one hand one Leah’s neck and the other one on her left breast. Both of them were feeling very horny and wanted to get more of each other but Clio knew that it wasn’t possible in the bar. So she broke the kiss and looked in Leah’s eyes.

 

“Do you want to go somewhere else?” Leah didn’t answer her in words; she kissed her again with even more passion this time. “Let’s go.” She said and took her by her hand. They went over to Byron and Isobel.

 

“We are leaving Byron. Do you want to come?”

 

“Where are you going?” he asked.

 

“ODD”

 

“We’ll come!” answered Isobel suddenly which made Byron and Clio laugh. 

 

“Then ODD it is!” said Byron and they left the bar. They said goodbye to Frank and headed for the bikes.

 

“Is it far from here?” asked Isobel.

 

“No it’s not actually.” Replies Clio.

 

“Then why can’t we walk there? It’s a beautiful night and I just love this place!” she asked again.

 

“We’ll park the bikes outside of ODD and then we’ll go for a walk if you want Isobel but I am not leaving them here. I don’t want to keep Frank.” Answered Byron and Clio agreed with him. Isobel saw the point in Byron’s words and agreed too. So they got on their bikes and after a minute of riding they reached ODD club. The queue was really big and Leah was disappointed because it would take at least half an hour to get inside. They passed the crowd and stopped their bikes in front of the door. Isobel and Leah got off the bikes and so did Byron and Clio leaving them unlocked.

 

“Aren’t you going to put a lock or a chain on them?” asked Leah.

 

“No one will touch them,” answered Clio without noticing that Byron had turned his head and was looking at her.

 

“Really? Why is that? Asked Leah again.

 

“Because they belong to us!” answered Clio again but now she was aware that Byron was starring at her. She knew that Byron didn’t like her answer and tried to fix it. “And because Damian will look after them” saying that she pointed at the doorman and Leah turned to see who that man was.

 

Damian was much like Frank but not so big. He had long black hair, a spiked collar on his neck, piercing rings on his eyebrows, spikes on his ears and was dressed pretty much like a typical Goth. When he heard his name he turned and looked at Clio, smiling and making a nod of agreement.  Clio turned and looked at Byron again.

 

“We are going in. Will you go for a walk after all?” she asked but Byron didn’t have the time to answer because Isobel did before him.

 

“I would really love to go for walk. We’ll catch up with you later inside.” When she finished her sentence she looked at Byron smiling wanting him to agree with her. He did and she kissed him saying thank you.

 

“All right then, see you inside and behave!” said Clio and took Leah’s hand to go inside. Isobel smiled, blushed a little, put her hand on Byron’s waist and walked away from the club heading on the other direction.

 

 

 

----- Chapter 5 -----

 

 

 

Leah didn’t like the fact that she had to wait so long to get inside and mentioned it to Clio.

 

“Who said we are going to wait?” answered Clio and Leah looked at her puzzled. She took her by her hand and walked to the door but as they walked to the door they heard a female voice shouting at them.

 

“Hey you, wait in line!” she was standing kind of far and since and there were a lot of people in front of her, so she couldn’t really tell who were those two women, but when Clio turned to see who had said that she lost her speech. Clio walked towards her and everybody made a few steps back to make her way. The girl that made that comment was shocked when she realized to whom she had spoken in such a manner. She stood like a statue and her face had a look of utter shame and remorse.  She took Clio’s hand in her own, kneeled and bowed her head in the same time.

 

“Forgive me my lady.” Clio remained still but after a few seconds touched the girl’s head with her other hand. The girl raised her head smiling and Clio turned to Leah again who was quite puzzled by the whole scene.

 

What was going on? Who were these people? Why did that girl treat her like that? Then she remembered how they treated Isobel and her too. So she was true then. Byron and Clio were too very important people in this part of town and their guests had to be treated the same way. They were showing respect. Clio broke her train of thought when she kissed her in her lips and took her hand to head for the door, which was opened before they had asked it by Damian. They entered a small room that had very discrete lights and were greeted by a petite and very beautiful girl not more than twenty years old. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress that reached her ankles but also had a very low cut in the front showing off a pair of wonderful breasts. On her neck she was wearing a small leather collar with a silver ring in front and she had her hair made in a ponytail high in the back of her head. She had a small silver spike in each eyebrow and three in either ear. When she saw Clio she bowed her head and lifted her dress a little while bending her knees, just how Leah had seen women greeted royalties in medieval Europe in movies.

 

“Good evening my lady. Can I take your coats please?” she said as she raised her head. Clio took off her coat and so did Leah and they hand them to her. She took them and hanged them in a closet. She turned, smiled at them and opened a big door in front of them. As they walked through it Clio gave her a small kiss on her lips and they entered the main area.

 

Leah had been in many clubs but that was something she had never seen in her life. There was a big stage where people were dancing, there were three bars and along the walls there were big couches. She noticed a second floor but she couldn’t tell what was going on up there because she was standing too low. She saw a lot of cages on the floor with naked women on their hands and knees inside them that were in some kind of torment. There were people spilling wax on them or spanking them with crops.  On the couches there were people kissing and fondling and some of them were even fucking. There were a lot of half or full naked people around and there was a TV wall opposite of them that had S-M sessions on some of them pretty hardcore too. There were men and women tied with chains or ropes to the walls and were getting whipped. Some others were paddled on the couches or at the dance floor. At various occasions there were queues behind the one that was being spanked. She felt Clio’s hand on her waist and then her lips on her neck. When she felt her hand on her left breast she turned and kissed her in the mouth. Leah put her left hand behind Clio’s neck and her right one on her ass bringing her close. They didn’t break the kiss for at least a minute and when they did, they were both trying to catch their breaths.

 

“I am going to get a drink, what do you want?” asked Clio.

 

“Whatever you are having” she said smiling while looking around the place.

 

“I’ll be back in no time!” said Clio, kissed Leah’s lips once more, gave her a small slap on her ass and left.

 

While she waited for Clio to come back with their drinks she began to notice the other people that were already in the club. She saw people dressed in a very fetish manner with chains and handcuffs on them, she saw people holding small whips and riding crops, but there were also a lot of Goth types and people dressed with clothes of past centuries. The important thing though was that everybody seemed to have a lot of fun. As this thought came in her mind she looked at a girl on her knees with her hands tied behind her back that was getting fucked from behind by another woman with a strap-on dildo while she was spanking her ass with a small paddle. After few seconds a guy came in front of her, grabbed her hair and put his dick in her mouth. “Yeah, definitely good time!” she said and felt a pair of familiar lips kissing her neck. She turned and saw Clio smiling at her and holding a bottle of wine.

 

“I missed you.” She said smiling and kissed her full in her lips while putting her hands on her beautiful ass.

 

Clio put her arms around Leah’s neck and they kept kissing for a few more minutes. Leah had rested her hands inside Clio’s back pockets and had moved her leg inside Clio’s. After a while she broke the kiss gasping for air. Clio was smiling and took a big sip of the bottle of wine she had taken from the bar. She gave the bottle to Leah who took it with her right hand leaving her right inside Clio’s pocket. Leah was drinking when she felt Clio’s right hand on her breasts and her lips on her neck, giving her a little bite. Leah didn’t expect that and some of the wine came out of her mouth. Clio broke the connection with her neck and licked the wine from Leah’s face and when she had done that she kissed her again. 

 

As they were kissing Clio took her hand from Leah’s breasts and put it on top of her crotch. She felt her for a little while and then she returned her lips to Leah’s neck. She was kissing, licking and sucking her neck offering Leah wonderful sensations. Leah took another big sip from her bottle and when her mouth was full she took her right hand from Clio’s ass and grabbing her hair she pulled her head just a little. Then she put her lips in Clio’s and kissed her. She managed to get some of the wine inside Clio’s mouth but not all. The rest had fallen out of her lips and was running on her neck. Seeing that Clio lowered her head and licked the wine off Leah’s neck. Her tongue made Leah tremble and especially when she was feeling Clio’s mouth on her neck.

 

As she was getting her neck licked she saw an empty seat on a couch and taking Clio by her hand she almost dragged her there. She made her sit down and then she sat on top of her throwing one leg on each Clio’s side. She put a hand on her forehead and pushed her head back. She made Clio open her mouth and poured wine in it. She kept drinking but at some point she could take any more and closed her mouth causing some of it to run on her chin and neck. Leah made the same thing for Clio, licking the wine from her face and neck while Clio had her hands on Leah’s ass. When she finished licking her she purred some more wine in Clio’s mouth and she drank some. After a while they had finished the bottle and Leah had her left hand on Clio’s ponytail holding her head back so it was easier for her to kiss her lips and her neck. She was getting very horny and the fact that Clio was fondling with her breasts made it even better. At some point Clio put her hands back on Leah’s ass but this time she grabbed her and turned her body to the right bringing her on top now. She put her right hand on Leah’s breasts and grabbed them applying some strength in her grip but it wasn’t something Leah didn’t like. She had always fantasized being controlled and not just that. The people that were also sitting on the couch, left giving Clio and Leah more space to move so after a while Clio put her hand on Leah’s waist, lifted her body a little and threw flat on the couch. Leah smiled and spread her legs for Clio to come between them, which of course she did. After about ten minutes of very intense kissing and fondling Clio broke the kiss and looked Leah in her eyes.

 

“Do you want to go upstairs?” asked Clio and Leah agreed.

 

“Just give me a second to get something for us to drink” saying that she kissed her again and left.

 

Leah walked among the crowd that had gotten quite bigger since they headed for the couch and the club was really crowded by that time. She moved around observing the various couples and the people that were in ODD at that time and the sight made her even hornier that she already was. At some point she thought she heard someone calling her and turned her head to see who was that. She saw Isobel walking towards her with a huge smile in her face. As she was moving towards her she saw many people moving aside to make a path for her while bowing their heads and smiling. “I could really get used to such treatment” she thought and smiled. After a while Isobel had reached her spot and was hugging her.

 

“Hey Isobel, why did you come so early?”

 

“What? Do you know how long it’s been since we left?” she said with a question in her face but then she noticed Clio’s messed clothes, red cheeks and little marks on her neck. “But I can see that you’ve been busy so you couldn’t have noticed it!” saying that she laughed causing Leah to blush even more.

 

“Well it’s true, I didn’t stay empty handed,” she told her back and now they both laughed. “So how was your walk?”

 

“It was great. I am telling you this place it’s fantastic. You have to see it.”

 

“Maybe tomorrow, but where is Byron?”

 

“Oh yes, we saw Clio and she told us that she going to get your drinks and he went with her. He told me to find you. I had the feeling that he wanted to discuss with Clio about something so I let them alone.”

 

“Such discretion my lady!” she said and bowing her head laughed. They looked around for a while longer talking about the club and what was going inside it. Neither of them had ever been in such a club although they both had often toyed with the idea of BDSM. As they were looking around Leah’s eyes fell on a man who was walking with a chain in his hand. After a while she saw a girl following him walking on her hands and knees. She was very beautiful and completely naked. The guy went over to a couch and when he sat down he spread his legs and the girl came between them. He unbuttoned his trousers, taking his dick out and she immediately leaned her head forward on his crotch. Isobel had seen them too and now she was also looking at that scene. Both girls were looking at them and their hands without even realizing it had traveled to their breasts and pussies. After a while they felt a hand on their asses in the same time and they turned. They saw a really big guy, dressed in leather and looking at them with a grin in his eyes.

 

“Hey girls, do you want to have as much fun as they are having?” he was looking at them in a very strange and annoying way. It was easy to tell that he was drank but that was not an excuse to grab their asses.

 

“Keep your hands close you, you creep!” said Isobel with a very angry face.

 

“Oh really? Or else what will you do?” he said looking at her in a very demeaning way.

 

“Or else I am going to rip them of your body.” she was quite angry with him. But his answer was not what she expected although she didn’t know what to expect. He just laughed very loud causing many people to turn to their direction. He kept on laughing for a few more seconds until Isobel threw him a bottle of beer she grabbed from a guy beside her. It landed on his head and he made a few steps back shaking his head a little. Isobel was just trying to earn some more time until Byron’s return. But as it seemed she wouldn’t have that much time. He moved forward and seemed furious.

 

“You little slut! You are going to pay for this!” As he said that he made a step forward and slapped her face hard throwing her to the floor. Leah tried to hit him but received a slap in her face too. She fell to the floor too but she quickly got up again something Isobel didn’t do. Leah turned her face to Isobel and saw that she was still on the floor and seemed unconscious. She then saw a stool that was beside her and realized that she had hit her head. She run towards her took her head in her hands and she felt something liquid on her hands. She knew it was blood before she even looked at it. She turned her head towards him with as much hatred as she felt for her rapists. He made a couple of steps towards her with an even stranger look that frightened Leah.

 

Just when she was about to start screaming at him the music stopped and a big spotlight fell on them. He looked around to see what was going on. Everybody had stopped whatever they were doing and made a lot of steps back leaving them in the middle of the club.

 

“You bastard; you are going to pay for this!” she screamed at him while trying to bring Isobel back to her senses.

 

At that point she saw the crowd behind them opening up and Byron with Clio walking towards them. She had never seen Byron’s eyes when he was angry and the sight scared even her. He hadn’t noticed anything, at least not until Byron was just a step behind him. He turned and looked at Byron.

 

“Leah how is Isobel?” asked Byron with a very serious voice.

 

“She is bleeding. She hit her head on the stool. She is unconscious. I don’t know what to do.” She was happy the cavalry had arrived but seeing Isobel still unconscious made her fear for the worst. She could sense that she was breathing although very lightly but the bleeding hadn’t stopped. “Come on Isobel, wake up. Please wake up. Don’t do this to me. Byron is here. Do you hear me? Come on, wake up!” She was holding her head and stroking her hair and her cheeks. She was weeping by now. She raised her head and saw Byron nodding to Clio to go to her. When she reached the spot where Isobel and Leah were, she kneeled and took Isobel’s head in her hands. She leaned to Leah whispering in her ear that everything would be all right and kissed her lips. Byron was still starring at him with eyes filled with anger. Leah had never seen someone so angry in her life and she had no idea how this would end. Her thoughts were interrupted by Isobel’s moans. She turned her head immediately to Isobel.

 

“Are you all right? Can you talk? Do you know where you are?”

 

“My head! What happened?” she opened her eyes and looked at Clio and Leah starring at her with a smile in their faces but also a lot of concern. She turned her head towards her left and saw Byron with him.

 

“Isobel, how are you feeling?” she heard Byron asking her without taking his eyes of him.

 

“Yeah, I am just great.” She tried to stand up but she couldn’t and rested her head for a little while longer on Clio’s hands. “Ah you bastard!” She said and brought her left hand to her forehead.

 

“Listen Byron…I don’t know why are you acting like this…I didn’t try to…they are just a couple of mortals…” Byron didn’t let him end his sentence; he grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up with just one hand and threw him a few meters away. It was unbelievable! Leah had never seen anything like that. That guy was really big and Byron threw him like a feather. The guy stood up and moved towards Byron.

 

“I am getting tired of all your rules Byron.”

 

“If you don’t like them you are free to leave Ryan. But if you want to remain here you will live by my rules or you won’t live at all!” Byron sounded as decisive as ever and seeing him like that Ryan bowed his head and left the club. Byron turned and headed to the girls.

 

“How are you feeling Isobel?” he asked her.

 

“Better now that you are here.” She said smiling. “My head aches terribly though.”

 

“Well I think I can fix that.” Saying that he lowered his head and kissed her lips. When he broke the kiss she saw Isobel smiling.

 

“Yeah, I am definitely better! Help me get up will you?” she told and he did.

 

The second she was standing in her feet, the spotlight was turned off and music filled the club again. Byron made her sit at a stool for a few minutes while he stroked her hair. Byron turned his gaze at Leah to ask her if she was all right too but seeing Clio all over her, he knew she was in good hands and didn’t say anything. After a while Isobel stood up and tried to walk a little. She did and after a few steps she pretended to faint and fell in Byron’s arms smiling. Clio told Byron to go upstairs and he agreed. He lifted her like a child and they walked to the opposite wall towards a red velvet curtain in front of which was a really big guy. When he saw them he smiled, bowed his head a little and made a step to the right allowing them to go through the curtain. There was a long staircase with red carpet and after a while they were on the second floor. The first thing Leah noticed was that there were considerably less people in it. All the waitresses were very beautiful but completely naked except from collars on their necks just like the one that girl at the front door was wearing. They were serving drinks to the men and women that were sitting on the couches and were pleasing them with their tongues. There were other girls that were kneeling on the floor waiting to be called upon. Leah saw naked girls walking on all fours while men and women were holding them by a chain that was attached in the ring of their collars and got into rooms. She did feel rather horny with all that she was seeing. Maybe all the alcohol she had drunk had something to do with that even though she did always fantasize about it. She would often dream herself being tied in bed or in a wall and someone spanking her and then making her come and when she first saw Clio she knew she wanted her to be that person. As they were walking everybody would stop what they were doing and bowed their heads and the naked girls would smile as much as they could and touch the floor with their foreheads, obviously as a sign of respect. They walked to a black door with a big silver C on it. It was obviously her private room or maybe her playroom, thought Leah. Clio opened it and they walked inside.

 

It was a very big room with a king size bed, a rather large closet and a fireplace. There were many small lamps on the walls that provided enough light to the place giving it a nice atmosphere. Leah walked in the room for a little bit, Clio went over to the fireplace to start a fire while Byron went over to the bed and let Isobel on it. She smiled at him and he kissed her. After a few seconds there was a beautiful fire that provided heat and more light to the room. Leah went over to Isobel and sat at her side stroking her hair. She was glad it all had ended without anyone getting hurt but there were some things that kept spinning in her head. Clio saw that there was something bothering her and asked her about it.

 

“You know…I thought people here were different.” She said with a sigh.

 

“They are quite different Leah.” Said Byron “but you see, there is a pig in every forest.” As he was talking he never took his eyes of the fire.

 

“He was really scary. And I know he was drunk but he said some things that were very strange.”

 

When she said that both Byron and Clio turned their faces and looked at her, waiting for her next question.

 

“What do you mean?” asked Clio.

 

“Well, when he saw Isobel’s blood in my hand I swear there was a glimpse in his eyes. And then he said to you Byron that we were a couple of mortals! And what did he mean about your rules? And then you said that if he didn’t like them he could leave or else he wouldn’t live.” There were some seconds of unbearable silence until Leah talked again. “I understood from the beginning that this place is different and you have some kind of authority over these people here, but I would really like to know what is going on.” When Leah said that Isobel moved her body upwards and sat with her back on her headboard making a nod that she wanted to find out too. Byron looked at Clio and they walked towards the other side of the room.

 

“It’s not how I had planned it, but I guess it is time to tell you about us.” Said Byron and he continued.

 

“Do you remember about the little bottle I gave you Leah?” asked Byron and she nodded that she remembered. “What did you think of its taste?”

 

“Well…I thought it tasted like blood actually.” Answered Leah.

 

“And you Isobel?” Byron caught her off guard. It seemed to her that somehow he knew what had happened to their room and it was hopeless to lie to him so he gave him the same answer.

 

“And what did you think about it? Did you feel disgusted, sick, repelled…or did you like it?” he was looking right in their eyes now and so was Clio. Leah and Isobel looked at each other for just a second and a guilty smile appeared in their faces.

 

“Please don’t think that we are a couple of weird people but…we liked it.” Saying that Isobel blushed and so did Leah. What they didn’t see though was the relief on Byron and Clio.

 

“Don’t feel bad that you liked it Isobel. After all that’s what it was!” When Byron said that both girls raised their heads and looked at him, then at each other and they both laughed. They thought he was making a joke at them but after a while when they saw that neither Byron nor Clio were laughing they stopped and turned very serious.

 

“You are not joking, are you Byron?” asked Leah and she received a nod from Clio saying that he wasn’t.  “Oh my god! You gave me blood? And I drank it!” she couldn’t believe it and neither could Isobel. But for some strange reason she wasn’t angry with him. She stood up from the bed and walked a little without saying anything.

 

“The idea of drinking blood should make me feel sick but it doesn’t. And it would be really stupid of me to start yelling about it since I told you a couple of minutes ago that I liked it.” Saying that Leah stopped talking for a few seconds trying to pick her next words very careful. “I don’t know if it is important or not, but where did that blood come from?” she surely didn’t want to be a rat’s blood or something like that.

 

“Half Byron’s and half mine.” Answered Clio making both girls more confused.

 

“What? Your blood?” This was really getting unbelievable thought Leah. “Although it sounds very noble and romantic to give me your blood, but how did you know that it would help me?” Leah thought that she was handling it very calmly considering the things she was hearing.

 

“We are very special creatures Leah.” Answered Byron.

 

“I am beginning to understand that now, but what is so different about you?” asked Leah. Byron hesitated for a little but then he spoke.

 

“We are vampires.” When Leah heard that she felt a knot in her stomach and she could bet Isobel was feeling the same too. Isobel hadn’t moved from where she was sitting but she was still as a statue.

 

“So now we are vampires too?” asked Leah.

 

“No, you are not my love” said Clio and tried to make a step forward but seeing Leah’s eyes widen she stopped and made a step backwards instead. “Only if a vampire bites you, will you become one. Just like in the movies” when she said that she smiled; trying to lighten the atmosphere a bit but the only thing she gained was a hint of a smile in Isobel’s face. After all she had tasted but a few drops when she kissed Leah. Leah was a lot more concerned about the whole thing.

 

“So what are the side effects of this?” asked Isobel.

 

“There are no side effects.” Answered Byron. “Her body was healed and so was her spirit. It was a medicine for both her body and her soul.” About half a minute of deafening silence took place but then a small laugh came out of Isobel’s mouth. It was like they were making a joke and she had understood it.

 

“Nice acting from both of you, I give you that.” Byron and Clio looked at her puzzled. “If you are vampires as you say you are…then how can you face the light?” She knew she had them with that one. She didn’t know about Clio but Byron was attending the university and the courses were taking place in daylight. Byron smiled at her satisfied with her question; it was like he was proud of her.

 

“Well my little Isobel…It is true that vampires can’t face the light. But I am not a common vampire. I am a vampire of pure blood -both my parents were vampires- but I was born before I reached nine months. My father was a doctor and had to perform a Caesarian section to take me out. When I was four years old I got out of the house by accident in the daylight and it didn’t kill me. Neither my parents nor the Council of the Elders could understand it.” ⁽²⁾

 

Isobel was looking right in his eyes as he was talking and could see that he wasn’t lying. He had never lied to her before. Somehow it made sense. She turned her head and looked at Leah. She was leaning against the wall remaining absolutely still. Her eyes were moving like they had a mind of their own though. It was easier for Isobel to accept something like this; she had always been intrigued and fond of stories about strange things and myths like elves and dwarfs, goblins and haunted forests, fairies and vampires. She often wished about living in dreamy places with such creatures, among witches and animals that could talk. But Leah was quite different. She didn’t know how she would take this. So she decided to start asking as many questions about them as she could, so Leah would be a little more relaxed if she knew more about them.

 

“So Byron, you can face the light, but what about Clio? You are his sister, can you face the light?”

 

“No, I cannot” answered Clio. “I am not Byron’s true sister; his parents found me the night I was bitten. They felt sorry for me, they took care of me and finally they adopted me. I owe them my life. I would have died if it wasn’t for them.”

 

“So how long it’s been since you faced the sun for the last time?” asked Leah making everybody happy she was participating again.

 

“The last time I saw the light I was 22 years old, 208 years ago in Berlin.” When she said that, both Isobel and Leah looked at her, totally surprised. “Don’t look at me like that” said Clio. “Didn’t you know that vampires are immortals?”

 

“Yes I know” said Isobel “but still it is incredible to be with someone who is 230 years old. Her remark made Clio laugh and Byron smile but she couldn’t understand where the joke was. “Why are you laughing?” Byron turned his gaze to the fire again and Clio made a nod to Isobel to ask Byron’s age.

 

“Byron?” she said and he turned. “How old are you?”

 

“I was born in Edinburgh…in 1486.” His answer left Isobel and Leah with open mouths. After the shock had passed, they laughed. It was not because they had found it funny; it was more like a nervous laugh. All the tension of the situation had turned into laughter and they kept laughing for a few minutes.

 

“Oh my god” said Isobel trying to stop laughing. “I’ve been making out with someone that’s over five centuries old!” Her words brought another series of laughter.

 

With all the laughing that was going on, it seemed to Clio a good idea to try and move closer to them but Leah got scared again and tried to make an escape to the door. Clio was disappointed and stopped. She turned her back and went to the opposite corner of the room and sat on a chair. She had a look of sadness on her face. She was feeling abandoned by Leah and Isobel could sense that. She turned to Leah and looked at her but her eyes told her that she was afraid, she didn’t mean to offend anyone, most of all Clio, but she was just too afraid. She wasn’t used to this. Vampires were never in her dreams. The whole thing was way out of her field. Isobel tried to open a subject that would make her focus on something else.

 

“Are you the only vampires here?” she asked.

 

“No” said Byron. “From the people you’ve met, Frank and Damian are also vampires but there are other too.”

 

“Is Ryan a vampire?” Byron nodded for agreement.

 

“He said that he was tired of living by your rules. It wasn’t difficult to understand that everybody is treating you and Clio –and us too- like some kind of leaders. What is this all about? Did they elect you as a leader?”

 

“We didn’t have to elect him as a leader” said Clio before Byron had the time to answer. “Byron is the oldest, strongest and wisest vampire here. He is the most respected vampire after the Council of the Elders. We all love and respect Byron and we live by his rules.”

 

“Obviously not everyone is happy about Byron’s rules” said Isobel.

 

“Ryan is a fool who’s gone too far. Byron didn’t try to make anyone stay against his will. They are free to come and go as they please. But every vampire that comes here knows the rules…and the penalty.”

 

“We’ll get to that, but first what’s the Council of the Elders? Obviously is something like the highest chain of command, but when you say Elders, what are we talking about exactly?” asked Isobel.

 

“To enter the Council one must be of pure blood and over a thousand years old.” Said Byron.

 

“What? Oh boy” said Isobel smiling. “What are your rules and what’s the penalty?” when she made her question Clio spoke again.

 

“We do not draw attention in our community and our kind. A lot of vampires have died because they were careless. We live in peace with each other and with mortals. The penalty for abusing mortals or vampires is exile. No one will ever bite a human against his will. The penalty for that is death.”

 

“I thought it was in your nature to kill” said Leah in a bitter way that even made Isobel feel bad. Byron turned his face and looked at her.

 

“Is that what you think Leah?” she didn’t answer and Byron didn’t take his eyes of her while Clio’s disappointment was getting bigger.

 

“She didn’t mean it like that…” tried to say Isobel to cover her friend’s insult to Byron and Clio.

 

“Then what the hell did she mean?” said Clio and then turned to Leah. “Have you forgotten already how many times Byron saved your life? Did you forget tomorrow’s fight for you?” She was talking in an angry tone now that was not at all pleasant, but maybe she had every right to be angry, thought Isobel. “I cannot believe this.” She said and stood up. There were a few moments of silence. “We even gave you our blood!” Byron nodded her to calm down and she tried to obey him. Leah was sitting on the floor with tears in her eyes by now.

 

She had offended them and she knew it. She was feeling awful but couldn’t help it. She was just a simple person. She wasn’t like Isobel. She wasn’t into these things. She was scared although she shouldn’t be. Clio and mostly Byron had protected and defended her. She had seen the sorrow in his eyes when they were in their room. He would take revenge for her. Clio’s last words were racing in her head. “We even gave you our blood” she didn’t know much about vampires but she was certain that blood was something important.

 

“I am sorry…” she managed to say in a low voice between tears. “I didn’t mean to hurt you” she felt Isobel kneeling next to her and stroking her hair. She turned and dropped her head in Isobel’s arms. She was crying openly now begging them to forgive her. She couldn’t see Isobel’s eyes or her face pleading them to forgive her. She felt Isobel stroking her hair for a little while longer and then she felt another hand on her head. She raised her head and saw Byron. He brushed the tears from her cheeks offering his smile to soothe her.

 

“It is not easy to fight your own nature, especially for someone like me. It was the only way I knew to survive; as for Clio…she was never given a choice. She was attacked and left for dead.” When she heard Byron saying that Leah turned her head and looked at Clio. She had her back on her and was leaning against a wall. “I understand that you are scared Leah. But be assured that neither of you will be harmed here.”

 

Clio had still her back at them and wasn’t talking. Leah felt forgiven by Byron but she had to be forgiven by her too. After all, Clio was the one she wanted. She stood up and walked over to her. She stayed behind her, motionless, without talking, waiting for her to turn. Byron took Isobel’s hand in his own and kissed her passionately. He was happy she understood and she wasn’t afraid of him. He was right about her and the choice he made about telling her. Leah on the other hand was an entirely different situation but he could sense the change in her attitude towards them. He whispered something in Isobel’s ear and she nodded yes. He smiled, kissed her and opened the door to leave.

 

“We are going to leave now. We have a lot to talk about…and so do you” he said and left the room.

 

Leah was still standing behind Clio without speaking or moving. Some more minutes passed in such manner until Clio turned and their eyes met. She gave her a cold look. She was still angry with her and Leah felt her knees betraying her. Clio walked away from her and sat on the bed. Leah stayed leaning against the wall for a couple of minutes more and then she turned. She looked directly at Clio’s eyes and tried to walk over there but when she saw that she turned her gaze to the fireplace she stopped.

 

“I am sorry Clio…I shouldn’t have said that…I am sorry but…” she tried to say.

 

“I didn’t expect that from you Leah. I thought you were special…like Isobel.” Her words felt like razorblades in her heart. “I know it’s been a big shock to you, but to consider us your enemies was really something terrible to think of.” Clio continued.

 

“Please let’s just forget it…let’s continue from where we left downstairs. Remember? We were having a good time, didn’t we?” she said smiling while making small steps towards Clio.

 

“Yes, we were” she said smiling back. “I am sorry Leah, maybe I overreacted. Since Byron didn’t seem to mind much, why should I?” She gave her a look of invitation, which she accepted. She moved to the bed with fast steps. They stayed like that without doing anything. Then they raised their heads.

 

Their eyes met and both of them had a look of total lust. Clio spread her legs and Leah walked to her side. When she was between Clio’s legs she stopped. She was still looking in her eyes. She took of her shirt and threw it behind her. Clio helped her take off her boots. Then she unbuttoned her trousers leaving them on though. Clio put her hand on Leah’s ass and moved her face forward. She kissed her navel softly and then kissed her a little lower. Leah’s heart was beginning to beat faster. Clio put her hands inside Leah’s trousers and pulled them down slowly enjoying Leah’s soft skin as she passed her hands on her legs. Leah raised her feet and after a few seconds she was standing in her underwear in front of Clio that had her hands on Leah’s ass now. Leah took off her bra too while Clio helped her get out of her thong. She was planting small kisses on Leah’s thighs and then she went up and kissed her navel and then returned to her pussy. Leah took Clio’s head in her hands and kissed her and she pushed her to lie on the bed. She took her boots off and then she went for her trousers. She unbuttoned it and then lay on top of her. She kissed her again but now she was also touching her breasts while Clio was feeling her ass. Leah broke the kiss and put her hands inside Clio’s trousers and on her ass feeling her a little and after that she began to lower her hands taking her trousers off. When Leah had Clio’s trousers in her hands she was kneeling but after she had tossed it behind she remained there. Clio raised her body and looked at her. She was on her knees, between her legs and wasn’t moving.

 

Clio took of her leather top and saw Leah’s eyes filling with lust when she saw her breasts. Clio stood up and went to a closet leaving Leah still kneeling on the floor. She took something out and told Leah to go to her. Leah did but without standing up, she went over there on her hand and knees. Clio was holding a three-inch wide leather collar with a big silver ring in front and the letter C on each side. She buckled it around Leah’s neck. Then Clio took the band from Leah’s hair letting them fall on her shoulders.

 

“This band, which bound thy yellow hair,

Is mine, sweet girl! Thy pledge of love;

It claims my warmest, dearest care,

Like relics left of saints above.

 

Oh! I will wear it next my heart;

It will bind my soul to thee;

From me again it will never depart,

But mingle in the grave with me.”      ⁽³⁾

 

She tied the band around her neck and kissed Leah.

 

 “I’ll always wear this.” While she said that she extended her hands ordering Leah to take them, which she did. She put them on her ass and left them there for a few seconds and then spread her legs. After that she put her hands on the hem of her thong and with one swift motion she ripped it off her body. Leah didn’t take her hands of Clio’s ass and when she saw that she leaned forward and kissed her pussy. Clio put her hands on Leah’s head and began stroking her hair enjoying the feeling of her tongue on her pussy. Leah was exploring Clio’s pussy while she was feeling her wonderful ass. She wasn’t moving; she was still on her knees and wasn’t going to move until she was ordered to but kept licking Clio’s pussy and fondling her ass but with a more intense rhythm. Clio was stroking Leah’s hair but was also keeping her head in the same place. The fact that Leah’s zeal on what she was doing kept getting bigger and bigger brought Clio after a while close to an orgasm which she reached in a few seconds when Leah focused on her clit for a minute. Leah didn’t take her mouth of Clio’s pussy until she told her so. Holding her by her hair she raised her to her feet and kissed her lips. Then she let her rest on her knees again.

 

Clio opened the closet and took out a pair of black leather gloves that Leah put on. They were long enough to cover her elbows and had very small rings on them. Leah saw Clio taking a black cord and walking behind her. She felt Clio passing the cord through the upper rings on her elbows and then crossing them on each ring she reached the last ones where she tied a knot. Now her hands were tied behind her back but since her elbows were so close together it made her thrust her breasts forward. Clio leaned backwards against the closet and nodded Leah to come closer, which she did still on her knees. Clio put her hands through her hair and grabbing two fistfuls brought Leah’s head to her pussy, almost shoving her mouth on it. Leah went for it again but now she aimed directly for Clio’s clit. With her hands tied behind her back it was a little awkward for her but it also made her hornier too. Clio was getting more dominative while Leah was getting more submissive. After a while Clio put her left hand on her breast trying to give more pleasure to herself. She was still grabbing Leah’s hair with her right hand though and with that kept giving her the rhythm she wanted. When she was on the verge of coming again she used the grip she had on Leah’s hair to push her off her pussy. Leah looked at her puzzled. Clio kept her head just a few inches from her pussy feeling Leah’s hot breath on it.

 

Clio took a step forward bringing her pussy over Leah’s head, which she raised while throwing it backwards and put her tongue on Clio’s pussy. The position and the angle of her head were really painful for what she was doing but she didn’t complain. She kept sucking and licking Clio’s clit. After a while Clio couldn’t hold back again and came for the second time. Again Leah remained in contact with the pussy until she was told otherwise. For the second time she had tasted Clio’s juices and she was feeling better each time. Clio moved her body off Leah and made a step back looking directly at Leah’s eyes. She saw submission, lust and…love? She smiled and putting her right index finger in the ring of her collar she raised her to her feet. She kissed her full on the lips while she felt her ass. She put her right leg inside Leah’s legs spreading them a little and her left hand behind her neck while her right hand remained on her ass. She kept kissing her as passionately as she could and she spread her legs even more. Her hands never left their grip on her ass and her neck and she started moving forward without breaking her kiss. After a few steps they fell on the bed.

 

Clio was taking control now and she was moving her pussy back and forth on Leah’s. Clio had also gone more courageous; she had put her middle finger in her ass pressing it deep and bringing her closer to her. Leah’s heartbeat was going really fast now and she was certain her moans could be heard outside of the room. The friction of the two pussies accompanied by Clio’s finger in her ass and her passionate kiss that was still going on were bringing her close to an orgasm. She was moving her own body faster and had moved her legs behind Clio’s body locking her there. At some point Clio moved her finger from her ass, which brought a moan of disappointment from Leah, but after a couple of seconds she inserted it in her pussy. Leah was getting closer and closer. Clio had inserted the index finger inside her pussy too and was fucking her with them while she used her thumb on her clit. Leah tried to hold back as much as she could but Clio’s pace was getting faster. She was seconds from an orgasm when suddenly Clio stopped. Leah was shocked. She couldn’t leave her like this. She was pleading her with her eyes. Clio raised her body and looked at her but she did nothing. Leah tried to move her to get some pleasure from the friction but she couldn’t succeed anything. When she saw Clio lifting her body and getting of the bed she was rally disappointed. Why was she doing this? She went close to the fireplace. Leah saw the sweat on her body; she was enjoying it like she was. Then she walked to the door, opened it and after a while two more girls came inside.

 

They were two very beautiful girls that she had seen kneeling on the floor when were walking to get into the room. They came to her and helped her get up. She had no idea what was going on. When Leah saw Clio again she had put her boots on and was wearing a thong and a black silk robe. One girl disappeared behind her while the other one was standing in front of her. She felt her hands being untied and set loose and the girl in front her unbuckled the collar from her neck. She was shocked! Had she done something wrong? Had she disappointed her? She wasn’t worth it? When the gloves were off her hands the girls walked over to Clio and kneeled behind her, one on each side. Leah was standing a few steps from them, naked and puzzled. She didn’t know what she should do. She kept staring at Clio waiting for her order, but she received none. She waited for a few minutes and then she saw Clio taking the band from her neck and giving it to the girl on her left. That was the last thing she could handle, she fell to her knees and started crying.

 

“Why are you doing this to me? I tried as best as I could. Please don’t send me away, I’ll try harder, I know I can learn how to please you. Please I want to stay with you.”

 

She was pleading and crying by now and didn’t see the girl with the band on her hands coming behind her and using it as a blindfold on her. She was surprised but she didn’t do anything. She felt another pair of hands on her that helped her stand up. She heard a sound like a chain passing through a ring that came above her head but again she didn’t do anything. She didn’t want to upset Clio. She felt her hands being tied to leather handcuffs and getting raised high above her head. She was standing on her toes now. After that she felt the same thing on her ankles. Then she felt her legs being spread and lifted at least half a meter above the floor. She was left like that for about half a minute although it seemed like a century to her. Then she heard the closet opening and then closing again. She felt a feather touching her breasts. The sensation was electrifying! She didn’t know who was doing that but it felt great whatsoever. The feather traveled from one breast to another and then to the nipples and that lasted for five minutes. While she had the feather on her breasts someone else started blowing on her back. She started from her neck and descended along her spine with very small moves. When the blows reached her tailbone it came up again. Then she felt the feather traveling down and after it had passed her navel it moved to her pussy. Whoever was holding it really knew what she was doing. Leah was ready to explode. The fact that she was feeling blows on her ass helped too. She felt the feather traveling to the inner parts of her thighs and by now she was beginning to tremble. The feather came back to her pussy and stayed there for a minute, so did the blowing in her ass. Then she felt nothing, they had stopped, leaving her alone again. She had to feel them again but another five minutes had gone without feeling or hearing anything.

 

Then she heard light steps on the carpet and two tongues touching her nipples. Her heart began to beat faster again. They were lightly licking her nipples for a minute or two until she heard a sound that could only be a whip on bare flesh. She heard a light moan and then the two girls start biting her nipples. The bites were getting stronger as the time passed but it wasn’t something unbearable, it was very erotic. Clio whipped again one of the girls and they stopped biting. Now they were just French-kissing her nipples. That lasted for two more minutes and Leah was having the time of her life. Another whipping sound was heard and they stopped kissing her. They moved back and left her for a minute.

 

Then she heard someone walk behind her. She felt someone passing a leather glove over her back and ass and the same thing over her breasts and pussy. They continued the caressing with the gloves for a few more minutes and then at exactly the same time they spanked her breasts and her ass with them.  They were gentle the first time but as they kept spanking her the hits became stronger and stronger. The girl behind her spanked her left cheek then her right moving in every possible direction while the same was happening at her pussy too. The pain was becoming stronger but so was the pleasure. After about twenty strokes she felt tongues licking the part she had been spanked at causing her to tremble again. When the girls were licking her Clio was whipping her breasts. Again she was receiving pain and pleasure together.

 

When Clio stopped whipping her, the two girls went back on spanking her with the gloves. After a while they ceased the spanking and fell on their knees to lick and kiss the spots they had been spanking and that was the time when Clio was coming back with her whip. This sequence happened for once more. Leah’s heartbeat was going wild by now and Clio let her relax for a little. Leah heard the closet (or maybe the door?) opening and closing again. She was left alone for a few more seconds and then she felt two hands spreading her ass cheeks and a tongue licking her asshole. She felt two more hands spreading her pussy lips and a tongue trying to explore her pussy. She was in heaven again but she was also expecting to experience some kind of pain, but she didn’t. Instead she felt a tongue licking her left nipple and then another aiming for her right one. She got a little uncomfortable, just for a second by the fact that she was tied and naked in front of at least five people but then she lost herself again to the pleasure she was receiving. The tongues kept working on her body and she was just a few seconds from the point of no return when suddenly she was left alone again. She couldn’t stand that anymore. Just when she was about to cum Clio would stop everything and she was left there hanging.

 

After a few seconds she felt being spanked again. Every girl spanked the spot she had licked before with a pace and strength that was getting more intense by each stroke. After five minute the girls were spanking her in such a manner she thought she was sitting on an electric chair. She couldn’t hold back anymore and started screaming. Pain and pleasure hit her again but now it was more pain than pleasure. The girls kept spanking Leah for a few more minutes and then suddenly they stopped leaving her alone. She heard Clio ordering her to open her mouth, which she did. She felt something being inserted in her mouth that seemed like a rubber ball and then being fastened behind her head. Maybe she shouldn’t have screamed she thought and did the only thing she could do, wait. She didn’t have to wait for long though. Soon enough she felt the same four tongues paying attention on the same spots as they did before but now it didn’t last as long. It had been only a minute of licking when they took their tongues off her body and went back on spanking her. But they began with the strength they had finished the last session and they kept going harder and harder. After a while the girl that was spanking her ass grabbed her hair too and pulled them backwards offering more pain. The pleasure was long gone. Now it was simple pain. She had dreamed about this too. Sometimes she had dreamt of being totally helpless and tortured by a lot of people but it had to be with her own will, like now. She was brought back to reality when the girl that was kneeling in front of her focused on hitting her clit. The girls that were spanking her breasts pinched and twisted for a little her nipples and then they all began spanking her as hard as they could. Leah couldn’t hold back anymore and started screaming even though her voice couldn’t be heard because of the gag, but it seemed that Clio realized it and ordered the girls to stop and leave her alone.

 

The next thing that happened was that they removed her blindfold and the ball gag. She looked around and saw Clio still wearing her boots, her thong and her robe and holding the whip. She saw the girls coming towards her and two of them kneeled and freed her legs. She moved them a little to help the blood circulate better and then the other two girls took off her handcuffs. She did the same with her hands. Leah remained still, waiting for Clio’s order. Her face was red and so her body from all the spanking. She needed an orgasm fast but she didn’t say anything.

 

“Undress me Leah” she heard Clio in a tone that sounded like an order. Leah fell on her hands and knees and went to her. When she reached her feet she took her left foot and lifted it resting it on her thighs. She leaned front and kissed her boot and then took it off. She kissed her bare foot and put it back on the floor. She did the same with her right foot. Then she saw Clio’s right hand giving her the whip. She raised her head and took it with her mouth. Then she untied the knot in Clio’s robe and going behind her pulled it off her body. She folded it as nicely as she could and put it on a chair. Then she came back in front of Clio. When she tried to rise her hands to pull her thong down she felt Clio slapping them hard. Leah was shocked. What had she done wrong? Clio looked at her with an angry look and Leah’s eyes could only say that they were sorry. But as it seemed that wasn’t enough. Clio took the whip from Leah’s mouth and made two steps back looking at her with despise. Leah’s heart was broken. She had done something wrong and she had ruined it again. Her eyes filled with tears and leaned forward and fell on the floor in front of Clio’s feet. She was holding and kissing them.

 

“Please don’t leave me, I am sorry.” Leah was crying too.

 

“You disappointed me.” Clio’s voice was very serious.

 

“I’ll try again. Just give one more chance.” 

 

“I already gave you a second chance, remember?”

 

“Yes I know, I am a fool but I know I can do better than that. I just didn’t know what you expected me to do and…” she was talking and kissing Clio’s feet in the same time trying to make her forgive whatever mistake she had made. But before she had time to finish her last sentence Clio lifted her feet and walked away from Leah.

 

“Then it seemed that I made a mistake listening to Byron. He told me that he had found the one for him and for me. I can see now that only Isobel is worth it.” She stopped for a few seconds and Leah kept on crying. “I was looking for a girl who would know what I wanted and she wouldn’t need for me to tell her. I was looking for a girl to have her beside me and to present her to my world as my other half. As it seems you are not what I am looking for.” Clio’s words sounded as cold and cruel as they could be. Leah crawled to Clio’s feet again and kissed them again.

 

“I know I can be that girl, if you let me. Let’s do it all over again, I don’t mind. Tie me to the wall, spank me with the gloves whip my breasts and my pussy and my ass. I don’t mind. All I want is to please you and to be with you. Please give one more chance!” she was crying and kissing Clio’s feet and was holding them so firmly that she couldn’t get away.

 

Leah felt Clio’s whip landing on her left ass cheek and although it surprised her she didn’t make a sound. She was holding Clio’s left foot and was kissing it. Then the whip hit her right cheek and then the left again and then the right again and that lasted for about five minutes. During that Leah didn’t make a single sound but kept kissing Clio’s foot. Clio didn’t do anything for about a minute but Leah kept on kissing her foot. She heard light footsteps and felt her body being drowned from the object of her lust. She tried to hold on but the thought of her throwing her down, made her let Clio’s feet. The girls kept pulling her body by her feet on the carpet and that made her nipples feel quite sore after they had stopped. Right now she was at the middle of that big room and still hadn’t lifted herself from the floor. She wasn’t going to move unless Clio had told her so. They put a blindfold to her again and a small collar but not the one Clio had given to her at the beginning. She heard a “click” and after a while she understood that they had attached a chain on the ring. She made her raise her body and now she was standing on her hand and knees. Someone picked the chain and started walking around making Leah follow her. For all she knew that was her last chance and she wasn’t going to do whatever she was told to. She was made to move a little further probably just for a proof of her obedience. The one that was holding the chain pulled it up just enough to make her body stand straight. When she was standing on her feet again they put the ball gag on and a girl told her to remain still. If she was going to move just a little they would drop the whole thing, put her in a car and send her back to the dorm house.

 

She was told to spread her legs and she did as much as she could. The four girls spanked her with the gloves as they had done before. They started with slow and light strokes but with each stroke the pace and the strength were getting more intense. They kept spanking her for almost ten minutes but she didn’t move a muscle. After that, they let her relax a little and then they took off the ball gag. This time the rule was she wasn’t aloud to speak too. But the game had changed. Her pussy was spanked with a glove, her breasts with riding crops and on her ass they used a paddle. She had no experience with paddles before and not much with the riding crop but she managed to pull through. When they were done Leah was fighting to hide her trembling as much as she could and she wished that they hadn’t noticed it. They let her relax again for a little while and then she felt her collar going off. The blindfold came off again and she was left wandering what had happened. One of the girls came in front her and looked at her.

 

“Don’t think we didn’t see you tremble” she stopped talking wanting to see Leah’s reaction and was happy to see the disappointment in her eyes. “But lady Clio is too generous and forgave you.” Leah’s face was lit. “You have one last chance.” She said while two girls put the gloves back on Leah’s hands and tied them tight with the cord. The girl in front of her made her kneel again and then backed off.

 

Leah on her knees, walked over to Clio that was wearing her thong and was holding her whip in her hand. When Leah was five steps away, Clio nodded her to stop and she did. She raised her whip and hit her left breast and then lifted her hand back in the air and hit her right breast. She kept whipping her breasts for two minutes. Meanwhile Leah remained still and most of all silent. Her eyes were filled with tears though from the pain but she knew she had to hold on. When Clio stopped she made a nod at Leah to proceed. Leah walked on her knees for the rest of the distance and when she reached Clio’s feet she dropped her head forward and kissed her right foot for a whole minute and then did the same to her left one. But she wasn’t just kissing or licking Clio’s feet. She was worshiping her. She was trying to make Clio forgive whatever mistake she had made. After all she was some kind of leader in these parts and she saw how everybody else treated her. And of course she couldn’t forget the fact that she had saved her life that night. She kept worshiping Clio when she felt the whip landing on her ass again and again and again for at least five more minutes. Leah was one step before screaming when the whipping stopped. Clio ordered one girl to untie Leah’s hands and after a few seconds Leah was still on her hands and knees in front of Clio.

 

“Undress me” she heard the same order again and thought of what she should do.

 

She raised her body and put her mouth on Clio’s pussy giving it a small kiss. Then she bit the hem of the thong and pulled it all the way down. But with her mouth alone she couldn’t get the thong off Clio so when her chin touched the floor she left it there and decided to use her hands. She kissed Clio’s left foot, took it her hands, lifted it and placed it a few inches further kissing it again when she took her hands of it. She did the same thing with her right foot and in a few seconds the thong was lying on the floor between her legs. Clio handed the whip at one of the girls and told all of them to get out. Whey they did she told Leah to stand up and she did. When she saw Clio smiling at her, Leah felt wings in her heart. Clio brushed Leah’s tears away and kissed her lips. When she broke the kiss she told Leah to lie on the bed and she did. Clio went beside her and sat on her face. Leah didn’t have to be told what to do, so the moment Clio’s pussy touched her face, she stuck her tongue out and started licking her. Leah was very tired but she put her heart and soul in what she was doing and pretty soon her efforts were successful. Clio was close in another orgasm but this time she wouldn’t leave Leah unsatisfied. She leaned forward and began licking her pussy too. Leah was in heaven. After a few minutes both of them were working their tongues in a frantic rhythm and they came in the same time. It was the best orgasm for both of them and they kept licking and licking for a little more time after they had finished. It seemed like they wanted to savor each other juices and swallow everything. When she was long done, Clio raised her body off Leah and laid beside her taking her in her arms

 

“I am sorry if…” said Clio but Leah’s answer was a passionate kiss in her mouth.

 

“I had to be sure” said Clio again trying to apologize.

 

“You don’t have to feel bad about it my lady.” She said smiling and she kissed her again.

 

“It was very important to see what you are capable to do and how far could you get…and how much you want to be with me.” Saying that she smiled and kissed Leah again while caressing her breasts and ass with her hands in the same time. Leah was enjoying Clio’s touch and was feeling very good about her. She had managed to pull through what seemed like a test for Clio plus she had lived her most intense fantasy. But it looked like it would only be the beginning. Clio broke the kiss and looked in her eyes. “Are you alright?” she was still a little concerned, after all she did give her a very tough first lesson in BDSM. Leah kissed her lips and rested her head on Clio’s breasts enjoying the feeling and trying to regain her powers.

 

While all these were taking place in Clio’s room, Byron had taken Isobel to his own that was on the exact opposite side of the building. The door was made of black wood and had the letter B on it written in red liquid. The thought that liquid was blood occurred in Isobel’s mind but she didn’t say anything. Byron opened the door and they got in. It had pretty much the same decoration, a big double sized bed made of black wood and black leather sheets. It had a fireplace too and many small torches on the walls, there was a big chair and a closet. Isobel walked for a little in the room trying to get used to it. The fire that was already burning gave a nice effect but the best part had to be the leather sheets. She had never seen leather sheets and when she brushed her hand over them it felt just great. She couldn’t wait to get under them!

 

“Do you want anything to drink?” asked Byron.

 

“Not really but I guess you do!” said Isobel with an evil smile in her face while she bend her head to her left revealing her neck. Byron’s reaction was laughter.

 

“I am so glad you are taking this so good Isobel. I was afraid of your reaction, although I was more afraid about Leah.”

 

“I hope she gets over it soon.” Said Isobel.

 

“Well if I know something about my sister, it is that she has her way around people. I think that from the minute she got over the shock she will be alright.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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⁽¹⁾ Omne igrmotum pro magnifico: what it is not known is enchanting

⁽²⁾ I am a vampire…kill me. : This is something I made up to justify his ability to face the sunlight. To my knowledge there is no such myth as a pureblood vampire or the Council of the Elders. There have been reports though about people that were born half vampires and these people were used to search for vampires because they could sense their presence in a place.

⁽³⁾ This band…. with me: Poem written by Lord Byron, named “TO A LADY” who presented the author with the velvet band which bound her tresses, first published on 1832 although written on 1806.