"Where we should learn a dark spell in Waldorf anyway? The people know they live next to a vampire castle right? They should be wary of dark magic." Frei complained, not understanding Ejay's silly mug, for some time, he kept smiling like he had won in a lottery.

"Tataaaaa!" Ejay revealed a book from under his coat. "Behold, a beginner's grimoire of dark magic Rhazhan's Compendium of Simple Dark Magic, borrowed from the library of our beloved master Victor."

"Wait, but. .. "

"What? We have to learn the spell in Waldorf, who said we are forbidden to bring a book with us?" Ejay's face nearly tore into two because of how wide his smile was.

"Smart." Ratel said and began to stare at Ejay.

"We can just stroll around the city while visiting some dark corners along our way and then return. Mission complete." He kept explaining exhilarated to receive praise from Ratel who did not talk much otherwise.

"I hope Victor will not have our heads for this, you haven't stolen the book?" Nitarja asked with uneasy expression.

"No, I asked properly one of our older colleagues." Ejay said in his defense.

"Let's hope he sees it that way as well." Nitarja was not convinced, but decided to drop the matter, as it was too late to change anything about it.

"We will be learning the simplest one, Dark Cloud, a spell that obviously creates a small, dark could. Quite useless if you ask me, but we will endure it for the sake of the mission." Ejay continued, Frei wanted to protest at first, but realized that trying to learn anything difficult on the streets of Waldorf would be asking for trouble.

Due to the considerable gap in the clouds, their enemy number one, the sun, peeked out and they had to hide in narrow streets and back alleys where the houses were too high to let the sun rays fall on their heads. They could put their clothes on, but it would be very suspicious, so they preferred to solve it by seeking shade when they could.

Fortunately, the sun had been obscured by the clouds again and Ejay decided to show them the city. Frei thought it was natural at first, as he was a former resident, but later understood Ejay just wanted to show off in front of Ratel. Frei could only shake his head, he had never been much into fur, he could not imagine how would it feel to have Ratel as a girlfriend. Those kind of thoughts ran through his head mainly because he had still not decided what he would do about Nitarja, who acted out of character as of late.

Waldorf made on Frei the impression of a medieval town. Due to its size, it might be called a city, but that depended only on a person's definition of a city. Formalities aside, Waldorf was more open minded than he had expected. He saw beastmen walking on the streets without causing much of an uproar, this was a place where many races mingled, except elves, which made him a bit of an odd character as he still retained the looks of an elf.

Well, he had done quite a lousy job to hide his presence, as a purple haired elf was standing out like a sore thumb.

On the other hand, no guards would expect a vampire to hide his presence like this, so it might not have been a bad choice.

From what Ejay had said, Baron Waldorf made this city the biggest settlement on the border of the human territory, his neighbours were the elves and the Ash'Al'Orcleion forest that was much bigger than Frei had expected. It was a land of no one, the elves claimed its ownership, but were not numerous enough to truly control it, turning the forest into a shady area. Something that the vampires were happy about.

Frei finally remedied his ignorance, finding out the vampire Count that ruled Waldorf castle was Count Waldheiss, his name suggesting that he had some history with the Baron of the human territory. It might have been the reason why the two had not murdered each other despite their claimed territories being so close.

After the tour and a little while of practice, they were on their way back to the castle. Luckily, the guards were testing only people going in, so they did not have to wait until dark to climb over the walls again.

Arriving at his chamber, Frei laid down on his bed and relaxed the tension in his body, the mission was finally over and he had advanced another level. He had a lot work to do in order to reach Victor, but he wanted to believe that with no blunders, it was just a matter of time to free himself from being his thrall.

He hoped that the reports of his companions had not revealed anything untoward.

Silently, the man he was thinking about entered their room and he swiftly stood up at attention in the same manner as everyone else.

"Nitarja, Frei, Ratel with me." He said playfully and left the room, not even checking if the people he named really followed him, because not doing so was simply unthinkable. Frei felt uneasy, they had already gave their reports right? What did the vampire want from them?

He quickly left after glancing at Ejay, who for some reason was not coming with them.

They followed their master through the castle, the space was limited, but it was apparent that the lord of the castle was wealthy. There were exquisite weapons and armor at display, richly embroidered carpets hanging on the walls and everything was clean, meaning there was more than enough servants of low stature to keep everything nice a tidy. Victor had several floors of the castle for himself and his servants, but it was not even one tenth of the total area. Frei had never quite grasped how many vampires like Victor had the castle as their base aside from the Count, but he guessed it was around ten.

They arrived in a large room that belonged to Victor's personal chambers, where no one was allowed to enter unless invited. Victor himself closed the door behind them and smiled when he saw them staring at the setup in front of them. There was a large bed in the center of the room with a chair that was facing the side of the bed.

"You see, the reports contained some peculiarities." Frei felt his spine tingle when he heard the words. It was impossible for Victor to find out that he was not under control! Was it?

"Nice hair by the way." Victor looked at Frei and he felt that droplets of cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Hair, master?" Frei asked, his blood turning cold.

"Yes, you see, there was an interesting report from one of you. You know that I had some interest in the lady over here before the mission and despite my interest, you hit on her the moment you lot leave on a mission, flaunting your hair like a peacock." Victor made a pause and looked him in the eyes from only inches away.

"It almost feels like a deliberate act of defiance on your part." Victor said slowly in a cold voice, his jovial mood quickly turning into something much more sinister.

"I-I am sorry master, I have not managed my emotions well, I thought . . ."

"You thought?!" The moment it looked like Victor was really going to kill him, the vampire let the tense atmosphere fade away. "I understand you fell in love with Nitarja here, but I have to give you some sort of punishment, yes?"

"Oh no, he is a pervert." Frei thought when he saw the sparkle in Victor's eyes.

"Of course master." Frei bowed his head as if in shame.

"I have devised a fitting punishment for you two lovebirds, here are my orders." Victor's tone changed again into a more commanding tone.

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Explicit content starts now

"B-But read on, it is quite good." Drooled the masochistic author.

Reader has been warned.

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"Nitarja, you will sit on this chair and watch them until morning, you will not move away or look away from them." He turned sharply to Nitarja and she executed his orders without delay, walking to the massive, wooden chair with a large, soft pillow already prepared on it.

"Frei, you will not leave this bed for the same period of time, you will obey Ratel's every word." Frei had no choice but to do what Victor commanded and walked to the big bed in the middle of the room.

"Ratel, you will fuck Frei hard until morning and no slacking, I know how wild you can get, so enjoy your sex slave." Victor smiled, this time fully showing his canines.

"Yes, master." Frei heard from behind and could tell he had Ratel on his heels, he gulped.

"Have fun my children, I will pick you up in the morning." Victor began to laugh and left the room, closing the heavy door behind him.

As if it was a great joke, Victor opened the door again and said with a grin.

"Ah, I've almost forgot my last command, Frei and Nitarja will wear this. it would not be much of a punishment without it." He threw a collar to each of them, it was probably some kind of a magical item, he left the moment Frei caught it.

As soon as Victor truly left, Frei wanted to find some kind of a loophole in his setup while putting the collar around his neck, but Victor was too careful. Ratel and Nitarja could not defy the vampire's orders and he would reveal his secret if he showed defiance. It was worse, he had to keep the act even in front of Nitarja and Ratel, which meant Ratel had to follow Victor's orders and by his orders he had to obey Ratel and her orders were. .. .

"Oh my dear." Frei reached the bed and crawled to the other end, turning to face Ratel who had just arrived to the edge of the unnecessarily large bed. He had to admit that he was even a little afraid, he still remembered what she had claimed to do to Victor and she gave off the feeling of a wild animal, not the gentle allure of cat-like Nitarja, but a rough primal energy of a stubborn wild beast.

She lifted her muscular leg and jumped onto the bed, standing there, she looked down on him while reaching for her pants.

"R-Ratel, can we start slow? It can get incredibly monotonous when you go the same pace all the time, you know?" Frei smiled awkwardly and she jerked her head from side to side, her black and white hair spreading on her back.

"Good idea, I will use you to warm up." She pulled down her pants and threw it away, followed by her top.

The majority of her body was not covered by fur or hair, her tanned skin reminding him she had to spend a lot of time exposed to the sun. She was not large, neither tall, but her body was muscular and heavy, with not an ounce of fat. He looked at her belly and envied her muscles that kept moving under her skin, as she was balancing on top of the soft bed.

Frei stared at her body for a second, but he had not much time, as Ratel quickly reached out with her right hand and grabbed his neck. Squeezing his neck, he could feel her claws slowly digging into his skin, but she stopped right before drawing blood. Instead, she moved his head and pressed his mouth against her hard nipple.

"Suck, slave." Frei had no choice but to search for her hard nipple with his tongue and licked it, while his hands instinctively grabbed her back. He was surprised when his palms felt soft, short fur and he dug his fingers into it.

"Why she remembered that specific word Victor used? This will be trouble." He wanted to sigh, but his mouth was full of Ratel's breast.

"Not bad." She let out a low growl like a sated cat and began slowly moving Frei's head down, still gripping his neck tight. He found himself licking her belly and then there was a patch of short fur with a peculiar smell, Frei knew well what would be next.

"Agh, your tongue is too feeble for my fur, let's move you further down." She placed her left hand at the back of his head and jerked, pressing his tongue directly against her genitals. She squeezed her hips against him and soon, began to move in a rhythmic motion, her low moans began to escape her throat. Increasing the frequency of her movement, she let out a couple of quick breaths, but then stopped like something was not right.

"Let's see what you've got." Suddenly, her left hand that had been holding the back of his head released him and Frei noticed that she bent over him, her free hand wrapping around his belly. Before he realized what was going on, she heaved his body up while rotating him, so that his mouth had not left her genitals even for a second, but his knees were now resting on her shoulders and he was upside down. He heard her claws tearing something and felt a hot, wet feeling enveloping his dick. Before he could have any reaction, Ratel fell on her back, slamming their combined weight against the bed, meaning his belly now lay on top of hers while she still worked vigorously on his dick, sucking him like there was no tomorrow.

"No way I'll leave you on top, scrawny boy." She spoke with her mouth full and the muscles of her body tensed without warning. She rolled over him in a fluid motion ending up on top, pressing her genitals harder against his face using her weight as soon as she reached the dominant position. She began grinding his face again with her wet sex and started working on the tip of his manhood, biting him lightly with her sharp teeth from time to time. Ratel was grinding harder and harder on his face and Frei had to squeeze the steel-like muscles of her thighs to stabilize himself. With her motion losing all its fluidity, she went into a spasm, an orgasm causing her to lose control of her muscles for a few seconds.

Breathing heavily, she did not stop even for a moment and jumped across his chest, the hard muscles of her ass landing on his belly.

"We have just started." She grabbed his dick with her right hand and guided him inside. She pushed against him firmly and he entered her insides, she did not release the tension until she swallowed him whole, moaning with satisfaction when his manhood reached all the way in and began grinding with her hips again.

He could sense that he was at his limit. She could probably tell as well and cheerfully grabbed his balls with her right hand, squeezing lightly, making him gasp in response to her sudden move. She began to slap his trapped balls with her left and turned her head playfully to see his reaction. He breathed heavily and was about to fill her with his seed, when he felt something was off, the collar around his neck turning slightly colder.

"Fuck me more Ratel, squeeze it out of me." He whispered and felt like he was losing his mind and she was not someone he had to urge twice. The movement of her hips turned more wild and she appeared to be on her way to her second climax, still, he was stuck where he was, unable to release the tension despite wanting desperately.

"Fuck!" After a wild ride, Ratel rode through her second orgasm and continued, she moved atop of him like robbed of her reason, the lights in the room reflecting on her sweat covered body.

"I need to smell you more:" She growled and dismounted him, starting to take care of him with her mouth again, this time holding nothing back, while he was groaning in agony, still trapped on the edge of his first orgasm.

"No, the fucking collars." A thought flashed though his brain, but he could not take it off, as it was a direct order.

He looked to his left and found out that Nitarja had been unable to hold back and was on her way to the same torment he was experiencing, her moans getting louder and louder as she took care of herself with her hand while staring at them, forced to watch their every move.

"I-I need to c . ."

"Look at me!" Frei heard Ratel barking into his ear and her hand turned his head roughly to face her. Her red eyes glaring at him shortly, she mounted him again and her long tongue entered his mouth, yes, he already experienced that long and rough tongue of her species down there. The agony-like pleasure permeated ever fiber of his being, while he heard Nitarja's loud moans turning into desperate whining as they both faced the same problem.

. . . .but the long, torturous night had only just began and would leave them in a total mess without experiencing a single orgasm.

Well, except for Ratel who was the only one enjoying herself.