I blush from head to toe as you command me. Deep within me a voice tells me to resist, to use my super strength to rip these undead perverts to pieces. But I feel so weak. The idea of resisting just splutters out. A look of deep shame passes over my features as, standing in a circle of rapist vampires I slowly bend over at the waist, thrusting my pert cheerleader bottom right at you. Slowly I begin to rub my abused titties again with my left hand as Josephine giggles luridly. With a sigh of self loathing I press my right hand against my damp pussy. My body responds immediately, like a junkie getting a fix. You watch fascinated as your teenage slave finger fucks herself more and more urgently. I hear the damn flip cameras being opened by some of the vampires - more footage for their RapedSlayer.com website.

You choose this moment to punish my ass a little. The cane whistles through the air and cracks against my plump ass flesh. I shriek and jump up, but Josephine gets me back in position simply by raising her crop and her eyebrows. Humiliated and cowed by the lesbian vampire, I resume my position and self abuse with a moan of frustration. Soon I’m panting again, urgent little moans increasing in intensity. A sheen of sweat covers my skin. You draw back the cane again.

SWISH! “AAAAHH! Oh, god please don’t cane my bottom, I’m doing what you asked…. EEEEIIK! Ow! That hurts so much please don’t…..NNNNNAAAA!” The assembled vamps chuckle as they notice I don’t let the searing strokes of pain across my ass interrupt my more and more frantic masturbation. In fact, they can tell the humiliation and pain, combined with the toxin in my bloodstream, is making the experience even more intense.

“Uh…ooohhh…..oh god….ahhhhhh….EEEEEIIIK! Ow! Oh jesus I’m coming…. Ahhh ….. oooooohhh… fuck….AAAAAAAAAAAA!” I gasp and moan like an animal as I come hard and wet over my fingers, my back arcing and my blond hair swishing around frantically. As I am overcome by the explosive orgasm you thrash my ass hard, the agony and the ecstasy combining to overwhelm me, the sound in my throat both a gasp of pleasure and a scream of pain. Dizzy, I stand upright and then collapse to the floor panting with exertion and weeping with shame.

Josephine applauds loudly. “Very nice, fuckslut! We’re gonna train you so you can never have an orgasm without somebody hurting you or humiliating you. Once we’re done with you you’ll spend the rest of your miserable existence begging men to fuck you up. You’re gonna be the ultimate damaged goods whore.” She laughs evilly again.

She turns and catches your eye. “Nice work with the cane. I remember from our days in the Inquisition what an expert you are with that thing.” She smiles and indicates toward a rail of clothing that is being wheeled in. “She’s very nice in her birthday suit, but if you’d like to dress her up we have a wide selection of things here that might amuse you. A french maid outfit, a street whore ensemble, good girl white lingerie and bad girl stuff in black, a latex skinsuit. We’ve got a copy of her school uniform, with a few alterations, and her cheerleader outfit.” You review the collection with amusement - Josephine really has thought of everything.

“The brainwashing seems to be working, even faster than we hoped. We should think about testing her, under proper supervision, to make sure she follows all orders even when we’re not around. It’ll be daylight in a few hours. We could keep her down here in the basement for more lessons or send her out appropriately dressed with some instructions. Our human contacts can keep her under control until nightfall for us.” You ponder your options as some of the thugs working the handheld cameras force me to kneel up with my hands behind my head and talk dirty, under threat of a taser.

“Um..I’m your little slayer slut. I…I like it when you come on my face. I…I want to fuck you all with my pretty mouth. I like it when you punish my boobies and my bottom. I’m your little fuckslut. I want to call you daddy while you fuck me hard.” You chortle and mentally thank the genius who dreamed up Crave again.