A Taste of Shadow paired with a Drink of Dynamo * The air was rich with scents. The smells tingled her nostrils, as she watched from a perch high above the Crawfordsville University quad. Groups of costumed college students moved about as they enjoyed Halloween Night. The range of costumes consisted of the simple store bought variety to elaborate ones which clearly took much time and effort to complete. The mysterious observer closed her eyes to enjoy the scents of the people below. Perfumes, a bit of nervous sweat, the passionate pheromones of couples in love, all of the natural scents of her ... prey. While the students of CU were dressed as heroes, heroines, zombies and monsters, they didn't know they were watched by a member of the living dead. Cynthia licked her lips with anticipation as she searched for the perfect victim. Crouched among the stone statues that made up the roof of Central Hall, the dark haired hunter looked at the various students. Although she was hiding, Cynthia wouldn't have stood out among the throngs of costumed party goers. She wore a black sheer nylon top. It covered her arms and chest which was paired with a black bustier. The corset style bustier would have been restrictive, if Cynthia had needed to breathe. Her bum was covered in black skin tight shorts. A thin belt with a dark buckle encircled her waist. Cynthia's legs were dressed in dark fishnets. Finally a pair of ankle boots covered her feet. She could have passed for any number of things, a sexy dancer, Goth babe, and most ironically to her, a vampire. The grin that erupted on Cynthia's face showed not just how funny she found that but also the truth. A pair of white sharp fangs graced her moth. Focusing back on the students below, the vampire soon settled on a lovely coed. Her target was dressed as Elsa from Frozen and she had clearly put a lot of effort into her costume. A cosplayer, oh they make quite the tasty meal, Cynthia thought. They often had an extra 'high' when in their completed costume. No doubt the girl below would feel that way about her finished dress. Relishing the idea of taking the lovely blonde for her meal, Cynthia left her ledge behind. Drifting downwards she quietly landed not far from the would be Elsa. Cynthia had always relished the hunt. Sometimes she allowed the prey to know she was there, so that their blood would become rich with fear. Other times she stalked them so well that they never knew what had occurred till her fangs struck their neck. In those cases the sudden shock was quite delicious. Here though she was use a third method of hunting, the seduction. Sprinting ahead of the cosplayer, using the shadows for cover, Cynthia found a tree she could come out from. Waiting against it she heard the clicks of the blonde's heels on the pavement. Cynthia slid out seductively from around the tree, "I wonder who comes across my path this fine night." Her left arm was raised above her head, sliding along the tree. The other she slid down her side as she revealed herself to 'Elsa'. The blonde stopped scared for a moment. Raising a hand to her chest she replied, "You ... scared me." Cynthia smiled, her lips slightly curled up as she apologized. The cosplayer had gone out of her way to make herself look like the now infamous Disney Queen. The light blue and darker colored dress hugged her body perfectly. A slight swell at the breasts, her bum seductively curved inside the dress, while a slit cut in the long tailings showed off a tights clad leg. Cynthia smiled and complimented the woman's costume, her eyes looking deeply at the woman. "Thank ... you." The cosplayer replied, pausing for a moment as she felt strange. Cynthia who now bent a leg placing her boot against the tree asked, "What's your name?" The cosplayer blinked and felt a little flush. Cynthia saw she was indeed admiring her dark sexy form. Finally the woman answered, "I'm ... Jenny, and you're?" "Cynthia ... .the Vampiress." She said with a flourish. 'Elsa', now known as Jenny, laughed answering back, "Well Vampiress ... I'm Queen Elsa and you best beware." Cosplayers all deep down wanted to play the character they dressed as. Cynthia continued as she used more of her hypnotic power on Jenny, "I fear nothing Queen Elsa as I am more than a match for you." Jenny laughed as she raised her hands, not seeming to notice the sway in them, "Well ... don't ... make me ... freeze you." "Can you?" Cynthia grinned. She stepped away from the tree coming closer, "Or are you feeling a bit warm?" Jenny closed her eyes as she felt a strange warmth building from her chest. Opening them again her eyes looked a bit more unfocused as she answered, "I do feel a bit warm ... " "You look amazing I must say such a labor of love that dress wasn't it?" Cynthia asked as she now stood only a few paces away. "Yes ... ever since I saw the movie ... I loved it." Jenny answered feeling more unfocused but didn't question it. The dark haired stranger moved close to her. Her presence seemed to cause Jenny to swoon further as she started to lose balance. Cynthia gently caught and embraced her. Feeling weak almost the blonde thanked Cynthia, "Sorry ... I don't know what's come over me ... " Cynthia stroked her face, running a finger down her cheek, "It is alright my queen ... it seems that your icy heart might be melting." She used her hand to leave Jenny's face and instead, stroke her nylon clad thigh. Jenny cooed with enjoyment as the finger traced over her tights. Her head arched back as she sighed, exposing her neck. Cynthia felt a flush of desire herself, to grab a hold and plunge her fangs deep. She resisted the urge though, as demanding as it was. Instead she slid her body around Jenny's. Her hands ran over the cosplayer's body, touching her chest, stomach, and brushing her legs. Cynthia then whispered into Jenny's ear, "Let me melt your heart Elsa ... let me drink in some of that fresh ice water." With that she kissed the girl on the neck. "Ohhh ... .." Jenny moaned as she felt warmth now not in her chest but her nether regions. Her face flush with desire she mumbled, "Yes ... take me ... " Cynthia smiled as she gently brushed Jenny's braided hair away from the neck, "Your wish is my command Queen." As Jenny swooned from the vampire's hypnotic power, Cynthia let her mouth open, and bared her fangs. She closed her eyes and slowly brought her lips towards Jenny's neck. Cynthia regretted the stains that would come to the lovely dress but, she needed to feed. Just as the tips of her teeth were to touch, Cynthia was knocked back by a stinging kick to her side. She was sent crashing to the ground nearly twenty feet away. Although she was undead, it didn't mean she couldn't feel. Cynthia groaned as she managed to get into a sitting position. Rubbing her side she looked back to see her cosplay meal had been saved by another costumed figure. First thing she noticed about this woman was her long sexy legs, dressed in black silky tights that looked perfect on this new arrival. Her whole body was clad in black, save where some skin showed at the neck and face. Piercing blue eyes stared daggers at Cynthia through a mask. Cynthia started to realize she knew who this was. She had considered maybe running into the legend of the campus, but hadn't actually expected it. The black tights and close hugging shorts, high necked leotard, and the distinctive katana, yes there was only one person this could be. "Shadow Samurai, how nice to meet you." Shadow Samurai was easing the sleeping Jenny to the ground. After checking to see she was okay, Emma looked up at her attacker, "The pleasure is yours; I don't take kindly to undead parasites trying to drink the students." Emma had been heading back to get ready for a fun night with a friend of hers, but the presence of dark mystical energy had drawn her to what at first looked like a costumed couple. It hadn't taken long for Shadow and her guardian to see that the dark haired dame wasn't interested in making out with the Frozen cosplayer. Even if we hadn't seen the fangs, she reeks of Vampire Emma. The voice in Emma's head came from her current Shadow Guardian, Sarah Winchester. Sarah inhabited the Shadow Stone which at the moment was in its far more dangerous from of Shadow Sword, a katana which destroyed demons and dark forces. Professor Emma Sapphire was its wielder, but rather than the ravishingly beautiful redhead, she had short black hair in her Shadow Samurai identity. This hair fluttered as she raised her blade ready to attack, "And I think it's time for your Halloween to end." To Sarah she thought, haven't fought many vampires, suggestions? Keep moving, Sarah coached, Vampires are quick and nimble, especially the ladies. Be careful too not stay too close to her, vampires has a variety of mental powers that I'll do my best to shield you from but their powers vary. The oldest among them have strong enough abilities to defeat even a prepared mind. Shadow dipped her in acknowledgement as Cynthia stood a smile on her face, "Ohhh you shall be a much sweeter meal than our sleeping beauty there." "Fat chance!" Emma yelled as she attacked. Boosted by Sarah's wind powers, Shadow dashed forwards, swinging her blade to take a limb off the vampire. Cynthia leapt back hissing with bared fangs, "Ahhh I have longed for a good fight!" Shadow having missed with her opening strike stayed back and watched to see what the vampire would do next. She floated in the air, making use of the vampire's ability to fly, and then dropped down on Shadow Samurai. Emma rolled out of the way and kicked when she had gotten some solid footing. Her ballet flat covered foot cracked Cynthia in the head who snarled with annoyance. Before the vampire could strike back though, Shadow was swinging the katana across in a slice that nearly took off Cynthia's leg. So close was the blade, the tip of the Shadow Sword ripped the vampire's fishnets. Cynthia cursed as she rushed forwards to grab Shadow, "Damn you, these were my favorite pair of fishnets!" Emma leapt up and delivered both her feet into a kick that landed right on Cynthia's chest. Shadow landed gracefully while Cynthia was sent crashing into the tree she had appeared form minutes earlier. As pain radiated down her back she heard Shadow taunt, "Sorry but you don't have the legs for it." Cynthia recovered in time to avoid another slice of the Shadow Sword. It cut into the bark of the tree as the vampire spun on her heels to face Shadow. Such a quick and skilled fighter, who knew she was so well trained! Cynthia could sense the mystical power that gave Shadow extra speed, strength, and, something else, something aiding her ... ahhh. The daughter of darkness had picked up on Sarah's presence. So that's why my mental tickles have gone nowhere, I'll need to adjust my strategy. "I'm insulted Shadow, after all my legs are one of my favorite attributes ... as are yours I suspect." Cynthia taunted with a grin. The flush of frustration she saw on Shadow's face revealed that she was indeed correct, and now Cynthia had a plan. Emma felt annoyed at the comment as Sarah updated her; she's trying to pick at your head Shadow. Emma don't let her comments linger, might lead to an opening a door she'd exploit. Taking a breath Emma answered back, got it, just let me run you through her legs when we send her back to hell. Sarah laughed, Deal. Cynthia charged them but Emma was quick to leap up towards the tree limbs. However the vampire changed tactics on them and jumped up to meet Emma. The two crashed together and fell in a heap of bodies on the ground. Cynthia ended up on top and her fishnet clad legs rubbed over the black silky tights of Shadow. Emma felt a flush of enjoyment at the contact but quickly worked on suppressing it. Sarah too worked to keep Emma's mental defenses in place. They both suspected that the vampire was trying to pry open Shadow's head, so her mental powers could work on putting Emma into a trance, they were right but also both wrong. It wasn't Emma that Cynthia's powers worked on, it was Sarah. The Shadow Guardian didn't realize it as the skillful Cynthia carefully found her way into the guardian's mind. There she left a little command, something that would go unnoticed till it was too late. The mental battle over, Cynthia was ready to concede the physical one. The two had struggled with the vampire trying to bite Shadow; Shadow managed to block her efforts by pushing a forearm against Cynthia's chest. With a heave of her enhanced strength, Emma forced the vampire off her. A kick to the face by a ballet flat was added for good measure. Standing above Cynthia who was scrambling to her feet, Shadow tried to bring the sword down on top of her. The vampire avoided the slash but managed to slip close and run a hand inside Emma's thigh. The heroine gasped at the intimate touch. Shadow felt the tingles of pleasure but as she remembered did her best to ignore them. The surprising thing was she didn't react as much as Sarah. What ... what ... uhhhhh ... .ohhh, the guardians confused words were soon replaced by sensual sighs. Shadow Samurai was about to ask what had happened when sudden she felt weak. The sensations Emma had tried to fight suddenly snapped back on her, only stronger. Shaking her head, Shadow managed to push Cynthia back but the vampire didn't resist much as she saw that her little scheme had worked. The black clad beauty held her sword uneasily as Emma dealt with the confused feelings coursing through her body, Sarah ... what's happened? Emma ... I ... .can't explain it but when she touched your legs ... I felt it. Emma's blue eyes widened behind her mask, what that's impossible! I know ... only a Light Stone should have affected us both I don't understand ... . "Your guardian confused Shadow?" Cynthia taunted, assuming a confident and sexy pose where she showed off one of her fishnet clad legs. "What?" Emma demanded still getting her senses back in synch with Sarah's. Cynthia strode forwards but didn't approach quickly. Emma raised her sword to block but the vampire launched no attack, "I could sense your spirit friend as we fought. I've not mean a Shadow Guardian but have heard of them. They are connected to you, providing all those amazing powers of yours." "So what?" Emma shot back but was growing worried. So was Sarah. Cynthia grinned, "Your connected, powers, minds, and ... .senses." EMMA! RUN!!!!!!! The warning came to late as in a shocking display of speed, Cynthia closed and placed her hand right on the nether regions of Shadow's shorts. Emma gasped at the touch of her flower, covered by only a thin layer of clothing, which sent sensual rings of pleasure across her form. The feelings though were intesfied leaving her somewhat gasping for breath. Cynthia moved her hand from the shorts, to caressing Shadow's stocking clad legs as she explained. "I've made it so that your guardian can feel everything you do. As a result, her feelings are sent back to you, which means for every touch I give, you get double the pleasure." Shadow Samurai's eyes closed as she felt the unbelievable experiencing of not only getting her own satisfaction at having her long, sexy, tights clad legs stroked, but Sarah's newfound enjoyment of it as well. The Shadow Samurai and her guardian were now helpless at the hands of their vampric adversary. And Cynthia intended to enjoy herself. The vampire grinned as she used her strength to force Shadow Samurai up against the tree. Emma's face winced for a moment as the pain of the impact traveled up and down her back. Whatever discomfort she felt though was quickly replaced with pleasure as Cynthia came in and kissed her on the neck while rubbing her fishnet clad legs, against Emma's tights. Instantly the beautiful shadow warrior was weakened by her sensual desire. Soft velvety lips tenderly kissing her neck just above her high collar was matched by the feel of experienced fingers which danced over her thigh, lightly moving from her upper thigh to inner thigh. These feelings were felt not just by Emma but by Sarah as well. As Shadow Samurai gave a soft moan of protest, her mind heard the less objecting voice of her guardian, Yes ... the touch ... .ohhh I haven't felt this in ... .ages. Sarah knew she should be fighting it, the sensual, pleasurable, sensations which were now tempting her mystical form. Yet she also didn't want it to stop, for she had not felt anything like this since before her death. It didn't even matter that a parasitic daughter of the night was causing these feelings. Sarah's mind, clouded by Cynthia's power, made her think of her husband and their tender loving nights together. Cynthia pulled her lips away as she further allowed her tender touch to make Shadow her prisoner. Her hands now cupped the breasts of the shadow maiden. There they stroked, caressed, and worked to bring a pair of erect buds to the surface. Emma sighed louder now as her nipples poked through the covering of her bra and leotard. Once these were exposed the vampire's thumbs went to them. Emma's hands clenched as she felt her tender nipples played with, moved like a pair of Xbox control sticks, controlling ... me, Shadow thought as her mind now was weakened. The vampire looked into Emma using the access granted to her by their close an intimate contact. Soon Shadow's sensual desires, her fantasies were revealed to Cynthia. She stroked Shadow's face, applying her hypnotic willpower to start taking over Emma's mind, "You do like this don't you?" "No ... .you ... you're ... ..ohhhhhhh ... ." Shadow Samurai struggled to answer defiantly but her mind was no longer her own. Sarah too felt the vampire's power and she told Emma, answer ... .tell her the truth Emma. The professor nodded in a slow motion, "Yes ... .always ... .have found the touch ... .of another woman ... ..so ... .sexy." Cynthia turned her head slightly, "Like her? Would you have liked to be with Queen Elsa there?" Images flooded Emma's mind, her and the lovey cosplayer kissing under the moonlight, gently rubbing each other's tights, slowly removing ... . Emma let out a louder moan as the thoughts caused her to squirm in her costume. "Tell me, what shall this sexy vampire do to you?" Cynthia asked, her hand still manipulating Emma's buds. "Ohhh ... .tie me up ... make me your ... .helpless prisoner." Shadow found herself speaking, the thought of it making her nether regions hot and almost damp. Sarah too agreed, her mind swimming in the attention. The Shadow Sword had lost its katana form reverting to its stone. Weakly it was held in Emma's hands. Cynthia took it and examined the stone. With a command she said, "Show yourself, guardian." The blue spectral form of Sarah Winchester appeared. While tinted blue, Cynthia could tell she had been a beautiful physical woman. Wearing a leather jacket, short sleeved top, tight jeans, and boots, the guardian showed the same passionate look of her partner. Sarah seemed like she was pinned to something, though nothing was visible. Her breaths were labored as she had a pair of erect buds popping through her shirt. Cynthia smiled as she sweetly said, "Touch yourself guardian." "Yes ... .." Sarah responded, bringing her blue hands to her chest. Simultaneous moans of pleasure echoed in Cynthia's ears. One came from Sarah, who worked with a passion on her erect nipples; the other from Shadow Samurai who felt Sarah's touch on her chest. The link Cynthia had opened allowing Emma to feel everything Sarah did. The feelings were only strengthened as Sarah worked to stimulate herself. The vampire allowed the guardian to keep Shadow occupied for her. Placing the stone on the ground she went behind the heroine. Undoing Shadow's sash she took the dark grey material and took it gently around Shadow's wrists. Emma sighed with pleasure as her arms were secured, the soft but tight hold of her sash around her wrists, making her damp with excitement. Bound ... by my own costume ... helpless to a sexy villainess ... ohh it's a fantasy come to life, she thought not worrying for a moment that a blood drinking vampire was the one who was rendering her so helpless. With Shadow bound, Cynthia once again pressed the helpless dark damsel against the tree, "I think it's time I had some fun ... ." She kissed Shadow on the lips, while her hands slid down and played with Shadow's shorts. Sarah let out the gasp of pleasure that Emma couldn't express, as her lips were sealed with a passionate kiss. The guardian stopped her touching to enjoy the feeling of hands on the crotch of her jeans. Cynthia removed her lips tenderly, giving Shadow a playful bite on the lip (no fangs), as she disengaged. The mighty demon slayer was weak in the knees. Fingers which had danced on her tights had done the same magic to her shorts. Emma knew she was growing wet with each touch and kiss. No doubt her tights might soon show this as her passion grew. "I don't see why you wear these." Cynthia said, as she played with the waist band of Emma's shorts, "Don't get me long they look fabulous on you, accenting your perfect bum but ... .they deny access to your ... " the vampire's hand slipped inside them and soon a finger traced along Emma's womanhood. "OHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" the moan was loud and echoed off the walls of the building around them. It was nearly in synch with Sarah own cries. The Shadow Guardian was now flat on her back atop the stone, her hands playing with the button and zipper to her jeans. Cynthia had a long lick of Shadow's skin, going from her neck, up her cheek, to the warrior's lips. A quick kiss followed which was ended when Cynthia declared, "I think we should remove this obstacle." With that, she began to tug downwards on Emma's shorts. Emma sighed as her shorts slid down her thighs. On purpose, Cynthia made sure they were a little tighter against the crotch of Shadow's leotard as she pulled them down. Leaving heroine and guardian gasping, the shorts moved down Emma's legs. The vampire let her fingers ride down Shadow's inner thighs and then calves. Upon reaching the feet of the shadow warrior Cynthia ordered, "Help me please Shadow." The heroine complied stepping out of her shorts which Cynthia tossed away. She licked her lips with anticipation as she now had direct access to Shadow Samurai's leotard covered flower. Coming close she rubbed her knee against the damp crotch of the superheroine. Emma shuddered as her blossoming womanhood got such treatment. Trapped atop the Shadow Stone, Sarah moaned as she felt the same sensations. Unable to control herself, she unbuttoned & unzipped part of her jeans. Slipping a hand inside soon she was feeling her own flower sending the pleasuring feelings to Shadow. "Can't ... .believe it ... .so ... .hot right now ... .so much I want ... to ... ... OHHHHHH." Emma couldn't even finish her sentence as the pleasuring waves sapped her strength. Cynthia grinned as the heroine became so weak in the knees, she started to stumble. Letting Shadow fall into her arms, the vampire gently guided her to a sitting position on her knees. Spreading her tights clad thighs wide, Cynthia moved behind her, slipping a hand to the samurai's crotch. Tugging at the black leotard's thin fabric she sensed Shadow was a sensual dam ready to burst. Which was what Cynthia wanted, that sexual release would flush Shadow's blood with rich taste and increase her enjoyment. "You want to cum don't you Shadow Samurai?" Cynthia whispered into her ear. Emma and interestingly enough Sarah answered in unison, "Yes! Take us ... .make my ... tights wet with desire!" Looking to the Shadow Guardian, Cynthia saw her stroking her own womanhood vigorously. Cynthia wondered if she would sample not just Shadow's power & blood, but Sarah's energies as well. She used her hypnotic voice to command, "Then release my sweet shadow when I bite." Shadow sighed in agreement even moving her neck slightly to offer Cynthia a better spot to bite. The vampire grinned and revealed her fangs. Closing her eyes she brought her lips towards Shadow's neck, her own bloodlust growing as she sensed the power present in the dark damsel. Just as her fang tips touched Shadow's neck ... an energy blast struck Cynthia sending her crashing back into the dirt. She roared in frustration as Shadow cried out from a sensual release that just exhausted her. Sarah too roared as her spiritual form glowed bright for a few moments before dulling, her body slumping on the stone as if she had lost some of her energy. Shadow Samurai collapsed onto her side, rubbing her legs together while her hand played with her tender nipples, a low moan escaping Emma's lips. Cynthia hissed as she rose, now angry that for the second time tonight she had been denied sustenance. Ready to tear whoever had attacked her apart with tooth and claw she saw that the night was indeed turning out to be a giving one. "Stay down you undead bitch if you know what's good for you!" Shadow's savior wore a black catsuit which hugged her every curve. It wasn't a run of the mill Halloween costume. Details in the suit revealed it was some sort of protective garment with some added protection in places. While the suit had a deliberate design the rest of the newcomer's attire was more classic in design. A red mini skirt which fluttered around the beautiful woman's hips. She had red hair which billowed a bit in the breeze. A mask concealed her identity and showed she was a superheroine. Technological gloves and boots along with a utility belt showed that this woman had plenty of tech to use. The energy pistol she aimed at Cynthia being a further sign. Cynthia rubbed a somewhat sore chest as she asked, "How many superheroines does this campus have?" Crimson narrowed her eyes as she knelt by Shadow and checked on her. Tiffany shot a quick glance to Emma's neck relieved there was no bite marks. Focusing again on the vampire, "As many as it needs, now put your hands up otherwise we'll see how much stunner power it takes to stop a member of the undead." Cynthia smirked, "I've got news for you ... you can't." With a snarl she leapt at Crimson. Tiffany tried to squeeze off another shot but Cynthia tackled her and the two rolled around on the grass. Her blaster got knocked away but Crimson wasn't without options. Activating her shock gauntlets, Tiffany slammed a punch right into the vampire's ribs. Cynthia growled as the electricity coursed through her. Vampires were odd that they were dead, thus didn't need to breathe, but their nervous systems still worked albeit they had high tolerances for pain. It took a few moments for the electrical attack to annoying her more to weaken her. It dulled her strength enough for Crimson Dynamo to get her boots under Cynthia and shove the vampire off her. Landing on her feet, the vampire hissed showing fangs. Tiffany got on her feet and reached for her belt. She had a bright flash bang grenade whose burst would probably generate enough sunlight to weaken the vamp. Cynthia though wasn't stupid. She knew to keep Crimson off balance so she couldn't use her toys. She dashed in slashing at Tiffany with sharpened nails. The redhead swore and abandoned her plan to go for the flash bang. She managed to block the sharp nails with a forearm. Tiffany sighed a bit of relief as her special bodysuit held up against the vampire's sharp claw like nails. Tiffany grunted as she put her nanite enhanced strength up against the vampire's inhuman power. Deciding that she didn't want to give the blood sucker a chance to overwhelm her, Crimson Dynamo leapt up and put her repulser boots into action. There was a burst of acceleration as Crimson steamrolled Cynthia, slamming her into the side of the campus building. The vampire grunted from the hard impact. Tiffany gave her a gut punch for good measure with her shock gloves. Crimson normally didn't enjoy beating on people but she didn't feel so bad giving it to this vampire. After all, she messed with Shadow Samurai and that doesn't go unanswered, Tiffany thought stealing a glance at the still out and dazed Shadow. A flush of attraction came over seeing the heroine, who was still rubbing her legs slowly. Crimson's moment of distraction was just what Cynthia needed. She scanned the redhead's mind, seeing the attraction for Shadow Samurai, the lust that was there but also ... excellent, I know just what to do here. Cynthia's mind touched Crimson Dynamo's and influenced those feelings. Tiffany blinked rapidly for a moment as she felt another flush of attraction. The vampire grinned as her trickery distracted Crimson. It gave Cynthia a chance to reach in and cupped the heroine's breast. Tiffany's eyes widened at the unexpected attack but also from the enjoyment she felt of the quick grope, which was topped with a push on her nipple by the vampire. Crimson tried to knee Cynthia in the gut but the dark haired demon used Crimson's distraction to lift her legs and kick Dynamo away. "Last feel you're getting." Tiffany gritted through annoyed teeth as she moved to attack with charged gauntlets. Cynthia dodged the punches Crimson threw, leaping over the technological genius, and landing behind her. With a sly grin she wrapped her arms around Crimson's chest, cupping both her breasts, "You were saying?" Cynthia taunted as she played with Crimson. Tiffany gasped as her breasts were touched again and even her nipples played with. She was even more annoyed that her nipples were responding to the touch. The distraction was one she didn't need, as these caresses were starting to cause Crimson to feel off balance. Too much sensual enjoyment on her part would start to weaken her and that's what Tiffany realized the vampire wanted. An elbow strike got Cynthia to let go of her but an effort to get at her utility belt was frustrated by a tackle as Cynthia knocked her down. With Crimson Dynamo on the ground, Cynthia slipped her hand under the red skirt that had somewhat bunched up from their tumble to the ground. The vampire slid some fingers towards Crimson's slightly parted thighs. Tiffany rolled and Cynthia moved with her, "What's the matter Crimson, afraid of my touch?" They ended up with Crimson on her back as she kicked her legs out to force Cynthia off her. Tiffany though had been too focused on the threat to her nether regions forgetting where the vampire had made all her sensual attacks thus far. The hands returned to Crimson's breasts which having been tended to by Cynthia three times already, were ready for more attention. The dark haired demon's thumbs when to Crimson's rising buds. As if eager to see the return of the vampire's touch, her nipples poked through the black fabric that covered them. Crimson sighed as she felt the sensual waves coming from her breasts. Cynthia seductively straddled Crimson Dynamo, keeping her hands firmly on the heroine's chest. "We both know you enjoy this Crimson but maybe you're mad because it's not Shadow Samurai rubbing your tender buds?" Cynthia cooed. "Shut ... up ... " Crimson groaned as she felt the powerful weakening effects of her arousal. Truth of it was, Crimson indeed would have been happier to have Shadow with her right now. Tiffany's mind filled with quick snippets of moments with Shadow, moments they exchanged a touch, brushed legs, and looked at each other with more than friendly eyes. All of these moments Cynthia got to see. Peering into Crimson's mind again, she encouraged the thoughts as her hands started to move downwards. Cynthia danced her fingers over Tiffany's taut abs and flat stomach. With a fingertip the vampire, traced along the curve of Crimson's body while her other hand worked Tiffany's breast. The redheaded lass tried to smack Cynthia's hands away but a push on her prominent nipple pushing against her black suit stopped that. Like an off button being pushed, Crimson's arms went back to the ground, where her fists clenched and released as she sighed from all the attention being given her chest. The daughter of darkness slid off the waist of Crimson Dynamo so she could better access her skirt. Using her free hand, she brushed the red silky fabric aside. Now the crotch of Crimson's black suit was exposed and again with a fingertip, Cynthia danced across it. "Ohhhh ... ... " Tiffany's lips pouted as they released the sensual sound. Cynthia continued to play with Crimson's love button while removing her hand from the heroine's chest. The freed hand moved to slide between Crimson's thighs, further heightening her arousal, and of course, her weakness. Tiffany sighed as her chest rose with labored breathes. Gone were thoughts of resistance as she felt the vampire building her up. The first damp spots began to appear on her black suit as her womanhood became wet with desire. "You are ready to burst aren't you my pretty dynamo?" Cynthia teased. Crimson feeling the power of both the vampire's touch and her mental abilities answered truthfully, "Yes...can't hold it back ... ." "You will, because I need you to do something for me before I let you experience a release." Her hand pushed deeper to emphasize this. "Ohhhhhh ... ... what ... .anything ... .I'll ... do anything." Crimson pleaded wanting so badly to release her sexual energy. "First, remove your belt of toys." Cynthia ordered. Her hands withdrew but she projected feelings of love, desire, and lust into Tiffany's mind. These kept Crimson Dynamo firmly under control as she reached for her belt. Tiffany slipped the belt off her trim waist handing it to Cynthia. "Here ... ..ohhhhhhhh." she was rewarded with a slight touch to her womanhood, which like an overfilled damn was ready to burst. "Good ... .now do you have anything I can restrain you with?" Cynthia had bound Shadow with her own stash, Crimson deserved just as much. "Handcuffs ... ..left ... ..compartment." Cynthia withdrew the restraints and then ordered Crimson to sit up. Weakly the heroine did so as her hands were pulled back. Slowly the vampire cuffed Crimson Dynamo, partly for enjoyment, and also to tease the heroine. Tiffany rubbed her legs and her chest heaved as she pleaded, "Please ... .I can't ... wait any longer ... ." Cynthia having locked the handcuffs tightly wrapped her legs around Crimson. Using her feet, she pushed Crimson's legs wide open and pulled her skirt up, Tiffany's suit covered crotch was damp and exposed. The vampire kissed her on the neck before pulling Tiffany's head back, "Your wish, is my command." With that she locked lips with Crimson Dynamo. A tongue forced its way into Tiffany's mouth while Cynthia's lips worked a massaging kiss on her lips. At this point Cynthia pressed her finger deep against Crimson's womanhood. The button pressed it was time for Tiffany to release. A loud moan escaped out from under her lips as the sexual release swept through her. Tiffany felt her powers decline as the strength was sapped from her limbs by the sensual weakness. Cynthia removed her lips and enjoyed the sight, scent, and feel of the shuddering Crimson Dynamo in her arms with a gentle rub of her own crotch against Crimson's butt, showing her enjoyment. Tiffany's head slumped as she sighed deeply from the receding orgasm. "So, was that enjoyable Crimson?" she asked with a smirk. Weakly Tiffany nodded, "Yes ... ..I'm ... .so weak now." Cynthia smiled as she now knew Crimson was completely helpless, lightly brushing her breasts she asked, "You never answered my question, you would have enjoyed it even more if Shadow had been the one to make you gush, wouldn't you?" Crimson looked to Shadow. The heroine was somewhat stopped rubbing her legs but she was still clearly in the heat of sensual power. Her back arched slightly, legs smoothly rubbing albeit slowly, and her lips forming a seductive O. Cynthia nodded to Shadow and continued, "Would you like her to take you Crimson Dynamo? To ravish you?" Tiffany's eyes were weak but still opened wide with excitement, "Yes ... .oh God ... .yes." She paused before adding, "But ... .I would explode even more if ... .if ... " "If?" Cynthia asked thinking she knew the answer but eager to have the heroine reveal the fantasy that now played in her mind. "If you and Shadow take me, ravished by two sexy women ... .ohhhh my greatest fantasy and maybe the ultimate way ... .to weaken me." Cynthia grinned, "Your wish ... is my command." The vampire looked to Shadow her eyes glowing briefly, "Shadow Samurai?" "Yes ... .." the black haired beauty answered. "Come here and bring your Shadow Stone." The heroine nodded weakly getting to her feet. It took a little effort with her hands bound behind her back, but Emma managed to pick up the Shadow Stone. Sarah still laid on it, her ghostly form still drained from the experience with Emma. Bringing it over, she knelt next to Crimson. Cynthia moved to untie her from the sash. When Shadow's hands were freed, Cynthia took the stone from her. She tied the sash around the stone and then placed then formed an impromptu necklace. This she draped over Shadow's neck. Now the Shadow Stone hung over Emma's chest, a blue glow from Sarah's tiny form highlighting her features. Cynthia held the stone and now commanded Sarah, "Rise guardian." Sarah did so getting on shaky feet. With a hypnotized look on her face she looked into Cynthia's eyes which commanded, "Tie your link into Crimson Dynamo, I want her to experience everything you and Shadow do." "Yes ... ." Sarah responded raising a hand. Blue tendrils of energy reached out touching Tiffany in her chest, lips, and womanhood. The result was for all THREE women to gasp as their bodies were linked. Cynthia just grinned; never had she had so much fun. By time she was done with the two heroines, their blood would be so rich from their sexual desire that she wouldn't need to feed for a month. "Follow my lead Shadow ... " Cynthia told her. The vampire slipped her leg over and around Crimson's. Pulling it back, it opened up access to Tiffany's nether regions. Emma followed the vampire's motions, slipping her tights clad leg around Crimson's leg and pulling back. Crimson sighed as the silky tights of Shadow rubbed hers. As the three women were linked, Emma's enjoyment of the brushing of legs caused her to gasp with pleasure, and Sarah to groan. Cynthia tugged on Crimson's skirt, "Let's get this out of the way, Shadow if you please?" Weakly the dark haired heroine nodded in agreement. With their legs out of the way, Shadow started to remove Crimson's skirt. She slid her hands down over Crimson's thighs, tugging at the waist line of the skirt as she slipped down Tiffany's legs. The movement of the skirt along with Emma's hands on her thighs further teased Crimson Dynamo. Her skirt was removed after slipping off the repulsor boots. With that done Cynthia moved her hand to the zipper of Crimson's suit. "I hope it's not too cold Crimson, but we can see about warming you up." Cynthia grinned as she pulled the zipper down. Even though her eyes were glazed somewhat from the mental control she was under, Shadow Samurai's eyes widened with pleasure as she took in the sight of Crimson's chest. Cynthia used one hand to rub Crimson's chest, motioning to Shadow to do the same. Emma responded her hand moving to cup and gently caress Crimson's breast. Tiffany moaned in pleasure as the hands of vampire and warrior worked to massage her chest. "Plus we mustn't forget her ... sweet spot." Cynthia cooed. A hand went to Crimson's womanhood and once more the redhead was feeling the passion swelling through her. Cynthia paused though as she looked mischievously to Shadow, "I almost forgot ... .Shadow, if you would do the honors." Shadow sighed deeply as the feelings circulated through her. She sighed with enjoyment as she began to stroke Crimson Dynamo. Tiffany moaned with pleasure as she was touched by the sexy shadow. Cynthia moved to keep her hands working, the one that had been rubbing Crimson's crotch now stroking her inner thigh. However she noticed that Shadow was enjoying herself immensely, rubbing Crimson's womanhood with vigor. Sarah laid back against Emma's chest, her body shuddering as she felt the pleasure of their shared experience. Tiffany's eyes closed as she moaned from all the attention her body was receiving. Her breasts were flush and nipples hard as rocks as Shadow and the Vampire rubbed them with their fingers. Much more exhilarating was the touch of Shadow on her flower. It was amazing, her fantasy being fulfilled by not just this alluring vampire but by Shadow Samurai herself. So many adventures together, having saved each other more than once, having traded glances or a light touch, now Shadow and Crimson were able to show one another how much they wanted one another. "OHHHHHHHH" the cry was loud from Crimson as Shadow unexpectedly moved to kiss her right on the breast. Emma's tongue licking at Tiffany's bud, the cry was joined by Sarah who gripped her chest in her hands. The spirit rubbing them with one hand while the other went down her pants as she was overcome by the feelings. Cynthia could sense that Tiffany was ready to burst but also that Shadow too was primed for a sensual release. The heroine had shifted position, mounting Crimson's leg. Emma grinded her leotard crotch against Tiffany's thigh, her face locked in a near constant moan of pleasure. Cynthia pulled back her body and watched as the two heroines fully embraced. Crimson and Shadow kissed as Emma's hand pushed harder and harder against Tiffany's womanhood. Their bodies shuddered in shared bliss as they neared the point of explosion. Cynthia saw that the Shadow Guardian had even joined in. Her tiny blue spectral form rubbing against Crimson's exposed chest. The vampire moved behind the two as she watched them enter their final throws of passion. Fangs extended as she too now lusted, to feed on the rich blood. "Ohhh ... Shadow ... .take me ... ." Crimson demanded. Shadow's groans were just as loud, "I've ... always wanted ... tooo ... ... .OHHHHHHHH." There was a pause as both women seemed to become paralyzed by their passion. Each let out a loud cry of pleasure, orgasms shuddering through their bodies as they settled into a tight embrace. Both were breathing heavily as their nether regions rubbed softly together. Cynthia could no longer hold back. She moved to slide Shadow Samurai off Crimson but kept them side by side. Sitting on her knees between them, Cynthia hissed as she eyed their necks. With a quick undoing of the knot that kept it in place, Cynthia removed Tiffany's scarf, tossing the red garment aside. Brushing Crimson's long red hair out of the way she whispered into their ears, "I hope you enjoyed your time together because ... " she opened her mouth wide, " ... because I've worked hard for this meal!" With that she brought her lips down onto Crimson's neck. Her fangs went through Tiffany's soft skin and soon blood flowed into her mouth. Cynthia now moaned in pleasure as she sucked up the rich sexually enthused blood which tasted amazing. Greedily she sucked the blood from Crimson Dynamo who groaned as she felt weaker as more of her life giving blood was drained away. After a few minutes Cynthia pulled her lips away, lips red with blood. "Ohhhhhhh ... .so rich." The vampire licked her lips to get another taste. As Crimson's head dropped from the blood lost, Cynthia turned to grin wolfishly at Shadow, "I didn't forget about you my sweet shadow ... ." Her fangs emerged again and with a hiss Cynthia struck. Emma moaned as she was bit, feeling as the sucking sensation drained her of blood. The vampire hungrily feed on more of Shadow's blood, feeling the rich power it held. Sarah trapped to feel what Emma did suddenly moaned as the sensations of being bit and her blood being drunk reached her. Cynthia's lips pulled away as she breathed heavily with passion. "Amazing ... " Cynthia moaned as she closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of a Shadow Warrior's power flowing through her. In front of her the two heroines were barely awake, their bodies weak from their sensual experience and vampiric draining. Tiffany moaned as Cynthia took another drink from her neck, the vampire wasn't done yet. Her blue eyes fluttered shut as the draining overwhelmed her. Luckily for Crimson Dynamo the vampire had gained it fill. Shadow though found her blood being feasted on again. Emma moaned weakly as the last bit of her strength was sucked away by Cynthia's hungry lips. A quiet sigh left her lips as she passed out. Cynthia took a few more sips before pulling away from Shadow's neck. She looked to her captives as they slept. Each was extremely weakened by the feeding, but still alive. Cynthia could have kept gorging herself on their rich blood but that would have finished them. Unlike other vampires, Cynthia could control her urges. No much better to let them live ... so I can return here one day, she thought with a grin. A healing kiss removed the marks of her fangs from both girls' necks. Lying them down she admired the sight of the disheveled heroines. Shadow Samurai laid out her skin glistening with some sweat. Her damp crotch and tights showed how much she had enjoyed her time with Crimson Dynamo. The redhead techno girl was no better. Her chest exposed from the unzipping of her tight bodysuit, chest rising slowly as she slept off the blood loss and two weakening orgasms she had received. Cynthia ran her finger along Tiffany's bare chest as she caught sight of the Shadow Stone. Sarah had disappeared apparently overwhelmed by the night's experiences. However the stone did glow a faint blue showing that while she had lost form, the guardian remained. "Thank you two for the best meal I've had in ages." Cynthia told them, "Such a rich meal must be rewarded ... .but how." Cynthia wondered for a moment before she smiled. With a laugh she decided on a proper reward. She hefted the two heroines onto her shoulders. An easy load with her rejuvenated strength and quite a sight. She gathered up Crimson's and Shadow's items that had been discarded before leaping into the air. TBC: The Halloween Gift