Hello to all my favorite pets out there!  Just wanted to send a thank you for spending your time reading my stories, and a bigger thank you to those of you who write to me (It is encouragement, especially on those days when I want to write a lot and am looking for the spark. lol). This part has a lot of sex compared to most of my chapters, super femme-dommey, so I hope you enjoy it! 

 

Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other ‘deviant’ sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself.  Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche, horrifying and unintentional.

 

Rules for the subs:

As always, a constant theme in my stories are the rules…  and these are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a little control taken from them.  These are optional, at least until you follow rule #1..

Rule #1  You belong to me until you thank me for your next orgasm.  Say it, “Mistress Dyvia, I belong to you until I thank you for my next orgasm.”

Rule #2  I mark my subs.  I prefer lipstick on your lips, thick and unblotted so you feel me every time you press your lips together.   If unavailable, get a black marker and write my name on your cock, or just over your pussy.

Rule #3  I over use ellipses…  ...really... ...I do…  But I enjoy this.  So whenever you see one, give your cock or clit a gentle slap, nothing painful, but one that will bring you a burst of arousal.  And remember I did this to you, not you.  ;)

Rule #4  email me at the end.  Let me know what you thought of the story, your expectations for things to come…  and how much you wish to be either Scott or Daphne. 

Rule #5 When you are done reading the story and writing Mistress, it is time to cum…  Just chant, “I am Mistress Dyvia’s thrall!” over and over again until the orgasm sweeps over you, and be sure to verbally thank your Mistress, even if I’m not there.

 

Enjoy.

 

Mistaken Identity

Daphne’s Chapter 7

 

Daphne looked at the man below her:  Krause, a man she had assumed to pronounce his name as Cross when she saw it spelled, but she now knew his name was more like Spouse with a ‘Kr’ instead of an ‘Sp…’  He was trapped, unable to move, Daphne had planned this well, she hid in his room until he returned, she had faked her presence just well enough for him not to rely on his senses until she locked him in a rope had gold thread, his body would be shredded if he fought against it.  Krause was an old vampire, and that meant he had a lot of power and probably healed very quickly…  

 

Most vampires tended to keep their lines of control simply by breaking others in their lineage…  or sometimes to expand their lines; break the others, be the alpha and make others submit to their will. Of course a succubus like Daphne could never beat a vampire as old as Krause in a one on one fight, she was stronger than a human, and she had fed well in recent months, but she was still no match for a vampire as old or powerful as him, and even if she broke him physically, it would not stick with him, eventually he would break free of this and put his energy forth and dominate her.  So she was working a hypothesis that she could break him sexually.  It might not work, but she got pretty far with tease and denial in humans...

 

And of course the most obvious weakness for a vampire was daylight, they were weakest the closer it was to noon, and for just that reason Daphne decided to wait until it was late in the morning to wake him…  Of course there was one power that vampires had, that was stronger in day, than it was at night: possession.  Vampires when they sleep in the day, could move their consciousness in and out of humans that had marked with their blood, even take control of a body, though nobody he would control had the capacity to beat her given the amount of feeding she had done lately even with the enhancements he would give them...  But they could sound an alarm, so with any luck the way she knocked him out would leave him in dreamland, not in other people's land.

 

She kept her eye on the time and as noon time came closer, she started to wake him…  At first, a gentle rub on his cheek.  She lifted his lips, saw the hardened wax she had dribbled onto his teeth to dull his fangs…  breaking the teeth would likely have woken him, and they would have regrown or repaired themselves too quickly for that to have been a ‘viable option,’ as her old friend Leo would say… wow.. Leo… Damn, had it really been forty years since she saw Leo?  With a shrug and a determination to be focused she gave his cheek a slight slap, “Ohhh Krause, wake up Krause…”

 

There was no reaction, she slapped harder, “Oh  Krausey… Krausey wousey mousey, wakey wakey wakey…”  she giggled as she gave him a second slap… His eyes started to stir.  A third slap had his eyes open, red veins pulsing in his eyes with anger and frustration, looking for a kill target, and then his eyes met hers.  He inhaled and let out a snort of indignation…  and his eyes went wider as he realized he already fell for the trap, the pheromones in the room…  Daphne smirked as she saw his penis jump ever so slightly.

 

Daphne’s eyes beamed and her lips curled so deviously as she saw his mistake, and then almost on instinct he took in another breath.  He was restrained in such a way, we couldn’t move his legs backwards without injuring his genitals, he couldn’t move them forward without doing damage to his arms…  The repair time for either would kill him if Daphne struck in those moments,, and he knew it.  He looked mummified in the black rope with gold threads that just left his penis, parts of his chest,abdomen, and his face exposed.

“There you are Krause, I didn’t think you would ever wake up.”  Her voice teasing with sarcasm and slightly huskier voice than she normally used, but a timber she loved when trying to seduce.

“Succubus…”  he started as if she were beneath him, though in his eyes, she still was…  even if Daphne planned to take away that silly belief soon.  In the supernatural world, unless you managed to find an errant deity or their offspring, the vampires were considered the lions of the supernatural world, they were the warriors and they viewed themselves as the alpha predators…  others lived to serve them…  even if no species ever really served another, all others were careful not to cross a vampire. 

“Vampire…” she returned in an equally disdainful tone, though this one bore no real anger or emotional depth beyond reminding him that she could speak just as pretentiously as he could.

His eyes narrowed as if trying to intimidate her, “I don’t know what you think you will accomplish with this, but if you kill me, you and your companion will be hunted forever until you are both dead and your remains displayed as a deterrent for all others… and I will not be intimidated into granting you anything from this position.”

She smiled back at him, running her hands through his hair, “I really don’t need you to.  I’m just going to have sex with you, hence the reason I left your arms and legs restrained, while the rest of you is exposed in all the right pleasurable places.”

He paused to consider, “You are attempting to turn Flay against me when he smells your sex on me…”

Not true at all.  “Maybe…”  she replied with a coy smile not actually denying it.

“He will not fall for such a primitive ruse.”
 

She shrugged, “well my plan works or fails…”  the truth, “but since you’ll be helpless for hours, we may as well enjoy the ride.”

He let out a snort of disgust.  “You can try…”

“Oh, I will.”  she said, rubbing her own pussy, feeling the slick moisture and she lifted the pheromone infused fluid and ran it across his nose, and she saw his chest lift, such an intoxicating scent for humans and supernaturals alike.  Again she saw his dick jump a bit, but this time her hands moved over his thigh and her knuckles teasingly scraped by his balls, so lightly but so unquestionably intentional as she pressed her fingers just below his sack…  rubbing small circles between his balls and his back door…  “And whether you want to or not…  You will enjoy it.”

 

He gritted his teeth at her, his face contorted as though he were about to say something threatening or intimidating, but instead shut his mouth.  A threat?  Or maybe he was considering whether he was actually in danger with her threat of sex.

“That’s a good vampire…”  she said as she petted the head of his cock as if it were a puppy’s head…  She lightly ran her fingers up, over his balls now that she was abandoning his gooch for the time being, and she gently rubbed and cupped his balls in a pleasurable way  slowly massaging them, while teasing the bottom of his shaft with the bottom of her palm, and still teasing his taint with her fingertips trying not to scratch with her nails.  It was only a few minutes before he was hard and she had barely touched his actual cock.

“You are not going to win me over with sex, succubi.”

“Shhhh.” Daphne whispered back at him, “its worth a try, I’m very good at sex. I’m very good at sex when my man is tied up.  This is going to happen, may as well lie back and enjoy it.”

He rolled his eyes, “Then proceed and lets get this over with.”

Daphne let out a playful giggle as she hopped on top of Krause, letting go of his balls and getting a grip on his dick…  “Please…  that sentence suggests this is going to be a quick fuck, not at all, I’m going to make you ask nicely for each part, but on the bright side, this part is coming without a word.”

He glared at her, but she smiled as she slowly released it, and stroked the back of his cock with just two fingers… for the most part he didn’t initially react, but after a few minutes of her gesturing obscenely with her mouth and continuing this slow tease with her fingers, she felt a spasm in him, and she lifted her fingers, he was about to cum.    She sat up and smiled at him even as he glared at her for ruining the orgasm…  She continued again… the tip of his hard cock rested on his belly near his belly button, and she gave it a few slow and soft strokes from the base near his balls to the head…  three strokes later, his cock was not resting on his belly at all. 
 

This second time using the two finger techniques moved faster to a quicker rhythm in her head, and all that much the extra stimulation caused the spasm: the telltale alert to her he was moving to orgasm.  “Nope.” she giggled as she removed her fingers from him.  

 

He let out a growl, and she said with a bright and cheerful smile, “I told you, you would have to ask for me to get to the next part.”

He stared for her until he realized she wasn’t offering more, “Then… Would you please give me an orgasm?”  he asked through gritted teeth.

“No.”

He let out a grunt of frustration, “then what should I ask?”

She smiled as if that actually was a good question, “Ask me for a hand job.”

“Isn’t that what you…”  he stopped, tried to hide the huff he let out, “Would you please give me a hand job?”

She smirked at him, “Since you asked so nicely I would be delighted.”  and she slowly wrapped each finger around his dick, and gently made her fist move up and down…  She was intentionally slow until she felt his hips try to meet her, and he let out a grunt of pain.  “I told you, pet, if you move, the gold-lined rope will hurt you…  Leave all the work to me.”

He bared his teeth at me, but I continued with the hand job at the snail’s pace, maximizing sensitivity, maximizing stimulation, minimizing the capacity to orgasm.  Simply up and down… up and down… constantly, never stopping, never changing the pace...

“Faster, please.” he finally let out after a several minutes had passed.

Daphne made the smallest of smiles, nodded her head in concession and started to increase the tempo at which she jerked him off.

He inhaled deeper, taking in her pheromones, increasing his arousal, increasing his need for release.  “Good pet, you want to cum for me, don’t you?”

“Yess…” he moaned…

She jerked him off harder, a tight grip around his shaft as she moved it up and down so very fast she was unsure if she could hold the speed for long…”Cum for me, Krause.” In just a few seconds she felt the spasm, and she let go with a laugh which only got louder as he growled and groaned in outrage.

 

“I was doing what you said!”  he snapped at her.

She giggled in return, “I’m a succubus, you should expect me to be a cock tease.”

He again growled at her, “duplicitous-”

She sped to him and held his jaw, “be careful vampire, I firmly intend to give you that orgasm, I just haven’t decided when.  But say the wrong thing, and I’ll impale that shrivelled heart of yours… instead of impaling myself on that not-so shriveled stake of yours…” she flicked his penis… and licked her lips...

“Would you like me to use both hands?” she asked him.

He looked at her, then to his dick, then to her hands back and forth between them... “Yes, please.”

She let out a slow audible exhale from her nose, “You have to ask, Pet.”

 

“Would you please use both of your hands?”  he asked in an oddly desperate yet polite fashion.

 

“If I’m calling you ‘pet,’ you should be calling me ‘Mistress.’” she responded.

He rolled his eyes as if to ask, ‘seriously?’  “Mistress?” he asked again as if he disbelieved the words she had spoken...

“Surely, even you…”  She hesitated as she was careful with the next words she would speak, “for as old as you are must have roleplayed this at least once or twice?” she teased as she stroked two fingers along his cock once again.

He closed his eyes tightly as if debating whether or not his pride was worth playing this game.  “Mistress, would you please use both hands?”

“Well pet…” she said letting the two words dance between them for a moment before answering, “Since you asked so nicely…”  And she slowly retook her position over his hips near his knees where she reached down with her left hand and started to give a hand job, the other and she teased the head of his cock occasionally licking her fingers for a little extra lubrication… his precum had no chance of keeping up with her.   It was a very few short moments until the spasm, and another orgasm ruined before it could become something.
 

For fuck’s sake, will you get on with it!” he barked at her.

She giggled, “Darling, shut the fuck up.”  She flicked his ball sack hard and waited for his pain filled groan before continuing,  “Mistress will let you know when you can speak.  Understand?”  she paused and smirked, “You may answer.”

“Yes.. fuck.. I understand…”

Satisfied with his answer she brought him to the edge once again, and without surprise now, she released her grip on him as she felt that first telltale spasm...She redid this five times…  and then she finally smiled at him, “Are you interested in seeing what I can do with my mouth?”

He nodded his head and with the slightest pause spoke, “Mistress, would you please show me what you can do with your mouth?”

“Very good request pet… granted…”  And she shimmied her knees down giving herself some room to bend over to his penis until she was leaning over his shaft… She licked it gently teasing with long slow strokes, and spasm…  “whoa pet, not so quick…  I’m barely starting.”  She had to let him calm down again, and started again...  Her tongue slowly moving up and teasing the glans, tracing the curvature of his mushroom-like head, but never fully touching the head, and then she would do it again, slowly getting random tensing, but slow enough to prevent that telltale spasm…  And finally she took the head in, and suckled it for a moment  and then pushed down…  Opened wide and pulled back up, “You see pet, this red ring around your dick, from my lipstick?  It’s my way of marking you as mine.  It is proof that I am your mistress, I put a collar around that cock of yours, that way you and I both know that you belong to me…  You are just my property.”  She giggled “Say:  ‘Yes, Mistress Daphne, thank you for collaring me.”

He stared at her in disbelief, but he oddly relented, “Yes Mistress, Thank you for collaring me.” his voice showing anything but conviction in the statement.

Daphne giggled, “Not sure I believe you, but good pet.”  she said as he patted the head of his penis as if it were a good dog.”  And then she went back to it, flooding the room with pheromones again…  He inhaled, he was starting to enjoy the effect they were having on him as she brought him to the edge time and time again…  Making him more aroused, and enjoying the stimulation.  And without a single word from either of them, she returned her attention to Krause’s cock.  And as she had done before, she brought him to the edge and stopped time after time.

She finally stopped, it may have been an hour since she first put that ring around his cock, her lipstick was mostly gone, and he looked desperate…  “Would you like to eat my pussy?”  She didn’t trust his fangs, even with the wax caps, he would be unable to pierce her, but there was still a large amount of pressure a human jaw could exert and a vampire’s jaw muscles were supernaturally stronger than a humans by far…  But still, she would heal if he did anything and she was confident he was now desperate enough to do exactly what he was told, he really needed to cum now… 

“Mistress, will you let me eat your pussy?” he asked.

She crawled up over his body , and with her knees on either side of his face, and her ankles over his shoulders, she lowered herself down on him… “Granted, pet.” as soon as she felt his tongue, she started to grind down on him, she felt his fangs, but he was passive with them, but they were unexpectedly stimulating to her as well…  Pushing down into his face until she felt his tongue on her pussy, teasing it, spreading her own wetness.  She lifted herself up an inch, and felt his head move up with her, he was craving her.  Granted the pheromones in the air were from the moistness between her legs, so he was not just inhaling them, he was actively drinking them in their purest form with every swallow of saliva. 

She stopped.  And kneelt up, his neck arced and strained to get to her slit… She simply smiled down to him, “Do you like that, Pet?”

“He nodded his head, “Yes, Mistress…  please let me have more…”

She nodded her head, “Granted…” But this time she turned herself around one hundred and eighty degrees and rested her hands on his chest and lowered herself onto his mouth.  He began, and a soft moan escaped her lips as well…  “Yes Pet, just like that.”  She started moving her hips back and forth pressing herself into him… His cock was so hard…  she smiled as she bent over and took it into her mouth…  She would bring him to the edge and stop, but she wouldn’t stop with him. And just as she felt the spasm, she would pull away from his cock, but grind her cunt into his face harder muffling his groans of despair…  And just as his cock rested back against his belly, she would start again, off and on, sucking and stopping all the while grinding her puss into his face… 

 

‘If a human were as hard as he was for as long as he was, they might want to seek medical attention’ she mused to herself…  She was in the middle of deep-throating his cock when she realized something:  his cock was heating up.  Vampires typically didn’t have body heat, they took on their surrounding temperatures, but he was hotter than she was.

She sat up, “Mistress… more…”  He started to beg, and then realized his body was getting hotter as well, “No… that’s impossible…” an angry shock to his voice; probably better keep her pussy away from those teeth…  She slid over him trying to figure out the expression, “Stop, you witch…”  at least it was a with a ‘w,’ and not a ‘b.’  But she re-positioned herself, grabbed his cock and pressed it to her pussy and started to ride him nice and slow…  “Stop…”

She started giving a bit of a gyration to her hips,  “Are you sure?”  her muscles tensed tightly around the protruding phallus inside her, up and down…

He gasped for air, “yes, no..  I…”  he looked up in fear of her…  She smiled and started to move up and down faster and faster… 

He begged “Stop… before..”

”You want more…”

“Yes.. no…”
 

“More…”  she said…

His lips trembled, “More…” with her…

She felt the spasm, and was about to get off him and then she felt a violent shudder within herself…  it felt like her brain was being wrapped in chains…  her plan was backfiring, he was binding her to him…  “No.. no.. nononono…” the chains set in place… and then she felt him cum inside her pussy…   There was no nutrition to this, just sex…

“What did you do!?”  he yelled at her.

“Shut up, I need to think…”  And he was quiet…  she thought, if she was bound to him, she might have to kill him before he could command her to release him.  And then she looked at him, a look of horror in his face, like he was trying to say something and could not…  wait… she told him to shut up...

No… there is no way that could have worked so easily, could it?  Was she in control, after all?  She looked in his eyes, and there seemed to be shapes missing from his red rings in his eyes like little lightning bolts.  Did she break him?  “Cum, now.”  she felt the warm pulse inside her…  Holy fuck, it did...
 

“No more roleplay…”  she started, “You belong to me.”  He dropped his head back in defeat.  “Say it, Pet.”

“Yes, Mistress Daphne, I am yours.”

 

Twenty minutes later, Daphne was dressed and Krause was free using a submissive posture around her.  She had truly broken him in ways no succubus had ever done to a vampire…  that anyone knew of.

“First thing’s first,”  she started as she looked at Krause, “Call off the hunt for Beatrix, she is no longer an interested target, she may enjoy the rest of her cruise at her leisure.”

He nodded his head, “Yes, Mistress Daphne.”  He picked up his phone and made a call confirming her instructions, and just like that, Beatrix was no longer in danger, and with that small bit of knowledge, came a profound sense of ease within her heart.

“How quickly can we get to Flavius?”

Tilting his head in thought, and then verifying the time, he answered, “I can have a helicopter here within two hours.”

“Good, do it,” she said and waited patiently for him to make a call and get the plan in action. She started to hand write a list, “I’m going to need new clothes for this.”  She started writing down what she needed, and just for the vampires’ tastes, she chose mostly black with crimson red accents…  “How long until you can get that for me?” she asked him…

He looked at the list, clearly memorizing it, “Give me ten minutes, Mistress Daphne.”  and his eyes faded to black for a minute and then they were blue.

He looked at Daphne, “Whoa, why do I suddenly feel so high?”  he started laughing as he fell to his butt.  These aren’t my hands.  Whoa, Im tripping…”

Daphne was confused and Krause was completely not himself. “Yeah… I um…  I need to stay in this room.”

Weird, “alright.”  over the next few minutes, Krause was completely out of his mind, convinced his name was Danny, and he was going to the pool, and suddenly he was here.  They chatted a bit, more small talk, Daphne was trying to be kind.  Did something go wrong with the breaking?  Did his psyche break as well as his will?  Questions that were answered less than ten minutes later when he unexpectedly stood up and walked to the door, opened it and let a young college aged man inside who was carrying several bags.  Possession was the answer to Krause’s behavior. She knew vampires could possess some of those that they bit, but she had no idea that the humans would spend time in their bodies as well.

 

There was a flash in both their eyes, and the young man just looked up, “Whoa, dude, what did you give me, I thought I was you for a minute…”

 

Krause looked at him with a bit of annoyance, his eyes glowed red, and then said, “You remember nothing about being in this room, or even switching bodies…  You just got lost on your way to the pool because you were daydreaming.  Go find the pool.”

The young man nodded his head and left. “Yeah, find the pool.”

Krause closed the door behind Danny.  “I got the items you were looking for Mistress.”

She opened up the bags, “Yes you did…”  she stood up and faced him, “so not only can you mind control humans, and possess them, but they take your body as well?”

He nodded his head, “it does make it easier to protect ourselves during the day, more or less embarrassing if they do or say something to a friend, but easy enough to leave needs and desires such as not running into the sun.”

“I suppose that helps.”  she said as she imagined vampires swapping bodies during daylight hours torn between hot dreams of not burning in the daylight and actually enjoying the bodies of the men and women they were possessing making sure that there were no vampire hunters hanging outside their doors during the day.

About an hour later, Daphne had showered, and dressed in her new outfit which was a hot black dress with accessories that made her look more like an expensive night out than a typical LBD see what happens dress. She accented it with a crimson red belt, silk scarf, and black shoes with a red trim that matched the rest of the ensemble. 

Shortly after her declaration of being ready, there was a phone call that the helicopter was less than ten minutes out.  To be safe, she told Krause that in public they should appear as equals unless she gave him any direct orders, and that calling her ‘Mistress’ in public was not acceptable.   He not only accepted that, but seemed relieved by it.

They exited the room and were met outside by a security team and two vampires that were introduced as Clea and Robert…  “They will be our escorts to Flay’s.”

There were polite introductions and then the security team led them down the hall across the ship until they were just a few staircases from the helipad.

Daphne walked up the stairs, being careful to walk on her toes only as the grated steps seemed to be a hazard for her heels, but she was still feeling confident and sexy between her alluring outfit and the three vampires that escorted her…  funny how just twenty four hours ago it would have been stifling much like claustrophobia being between them...  But as long as Krause obeyed her, the other two were also hers to command.  As she reached the top level and saw the helipad, she heard a commotion.

Clea stepped forward to take point as a pair of women jumped from a height far below.  One of them was Beatrix, Daphne found herself suck in a deep breath of concern, she would have to command Krause not to let them be harmed, tell Beatrix to walk away.  But before a whisper could be uttered from her lips. Clea and Beatrix charged one another at inhuman speeds.  And impressively with that blinding speed, Beatrix managed to avoid Clea’s first three strikes.  

 

Daphne barely registered the other woman fighting the male vampire until she heard Krause speak in confusion, “Jordan?”  And Daphne took her eyes off of Clea and Bearix for a moment to reconcile the confusion, and that other woman, she couldn’t be Jordan, the muscular effeminate man that kidnapped her yesterday, this woman was far too dainty…  She could believe it if he were human, she had done things like that to humans who she fed from too much, but succubi could not feed off of vampires. Unless…

Her attention was snapped from this ‘Jordan’ as she was suddenly aware of a woman hurtling off the boat like a missile in the opposite direction as the approaching helicopter. Beatrix won, pretty easily.  Some words were spoken to a guard about how Clea might want revenge if he didn’t get a search and rescue team out there quickly.  Then Beatrix looked back at Maybe-Jordan as he finished off Robert by dropping him off the deck behind them both. 

Krause barely acknowledged Beatrix, but had his eyes firmly on Jordan, “What did that Succubitch do to you?  I didn’t think you’d look that good in a dress ever again.”  he suppressed a laugh as if mocking him for the feminine weakness…  Daphne added a mental note that they would have to have words about the ‘succubitch’ comment later.

Jordan raised an eyebrow. “Oh?  And I may look like this, but I can certainly see what she did to you.  It's in your eyes…”

He snarled back, “And you just gave it all away.”

Jordan was enjoying this, Krause was not, “You couldn’t keep it anyway, but at least I’m not broken.

As if realizing there was no way to shame or humiliate Jordan, he turned at Beatrix “Girl, I don’t care how many men you fucked on this boat, you don’t stand a chance against a vampire of my power.”

And Daphne realized something:  Beatrix just might stand one hell of a chance if she were truly one of the-

The thought was cut off as Beatrix deflected the comment with a shoulder as if the words were projectile and then charged Krause. Their hands met and they held one another in each other’s grip.  Krause’s face took on the same confusion as Daphne’s face had been holding, and he spoke “You’re not a succubus, no sex beast has that kind of power…” Daphne noted the position that her protege was fighting on her tiptoes not allowing her heels to touch the ground, knowing that her opponent would snap the heels if she were pushed back on them…  or maybe Beatrix was waiting…  Daphne knew she should end this now, both of them would have to obey her.

Daphne was surprised at the intensity of the pheromones she was able to release into the air with not only this much ventilation, but with her attention on the fight.  Beatrix baited Krause, he fell for it and she had him in a headlock,  “Now, vampire.  You call this all off, or I swear right now, I will quite literally rip your head off.”

Daphne finally stepped forward.  “Stop, let him go.”  Beatrix’s hands loosened, and her body language shifted as she was shocked at her own body’s response, as if she had expected someone to try and talk her down, but not the person she was here to rescue.  And then she fully let him go.  Krause stumbled down before getting up and standing behind Daphne.

Betrayal saturated her voice, before it flowed into her facial expression  “But, why?”

Daphne looked at Krause and with an authoritative, “Wait for me in the helicopter.” Krause tensed, but bowed as he was no longer able to refuse his succubus mistress,  he gave Jordan a death glare as he walked to the helicopter.  Jordan approached as   Daphne gave her attention to Beatrix, “I'm sorry Beatrix, this is something I have to do, my past caught up with me.  I have to deal with this.”

Beatrix disagreed as she shook her head, “No. We have to stick together.”

Daphne echoed the motion with her own shaking head, “No…  I don’t want you to worry about…”  She did not want…  the thought cut off… no.  This had to be more…  She felt the sting of tears in her eyes as she hardened her voice, hardened her posture and spoke, “Don’t worry about me.  Enjoy the cruise, Don’t look for me.  When you get home, find the salon I brought you to, find Cherry, and tell her what happened.  You will know no sadness while on the ship, you will only be happy.”

Beatrix agreed and her body language loosened, she relaxed and a smile popped up on her face, “Okay, but just saying, totally rude of you to use your powers on me like that, but there’s plenty to do to have fun around here.”

Jordan stepped closer, “What did you do to her?” he looked like he was ready to attack her.

Was it Jordan? She still wondered as it was so hard to reconcile the behemoth of a man that took her and this effeminate lady before her as the same… “You were the vampire that took me?” Jordan nodded, “You are helping her?”  he confirmed it with a simple nod, “Will you keep her safe?”  there was clear annoyance on his face as if he were not going to get the answer he wanted, and she simply said to him. “Thank you.”

With an appreciative smile she gave him one last nod before looking at Beatrix, “There is a traitor in the vampire hunters, your grandfather could be in danger.  As soon as you get back to land, you need to make a call to him and let him know.”

Beatrix remained in this blissful state where nothing could bother her and just smiled, “yeah, I know, Jordan filled me in.”

Daphne turned to Jordan again giving him another appreciative smile., “Thank you again, I know doing these things will hurt your standing with other vampire covens.  But Trixie is special, very special.  Please keep her safe.”

Jordan simply agreed, “I will.”

Daphne turned to Beatrix hoping this would not be the last time... “Daughter, sister, lover, friend…” Majesty, for there was no doubt in Daphne’s mind or heart, that Beatrix was a Succubus Queen... “I do love you as each of these things, I hope to see you again and soon.” Her voice finally wavered and cracked with emotion, “You might be angry with me very soon, but please know and remember, I do love you, Scott.”

Daphne suppressed a snort as she should have expected the automatic response, “Who is Scott?”

Tears in her eyes, and unable to hold back a second snort, Daphne put her hand on Beatrix’s face and  explained, “That was your name before I changed you.”  Her eyes moved ever so briefly to Jordan at the sudden intake of air, he knew something about Scott? She would have to ask Krause later...

Beatrix, though she never stopped smiling, looked at Daphne as if her smile was no longer for everything, but just for Daphne, “Okay.  I love you too!”  and with a sense of calm that Beatrix seemed to instill in Daphne, she leaned in and kissed her on the jaw.  “Think I’m gonna go find some fun now.  Have fun on your trip.”

Daphne was surprised at how quickly Beatrix turned and left, though she understood it was because she was unable to not feel sorrow, only happy emotions given her last command... But it still made Daphne’s eyes water as Beatrix walked away, she made eye contact with Jordan who nodded at the unasked question of whether or not he would keep his word.  And then he followed Beatrix. 

Daphne stood there for a moment holding herself as if it were cold and not a tropical cruise, and then she turned and walked to the helicopter.  As she put her seat belt on Krause asked her in no kind way, ”How the fuck is a new succubi that fucking strong.”

“I want to know why Jordan is connected to her.  Any thoughts?”

Krause bent over, clearly annoyed that he is not used to being the broken vampire locked to the will of another… let alone one that he once looked at as mere supernatural vermin.  “Human emotions.  Most vampires lose their emotions toward humans when they are transformed.  Jordan wasn’t transformed, we have been trying to teach him to be vampiric in mind and emotions, but he never truly gives up on that.  He fights it.  When we got word that Beatrix was responsible in part for Scott’s death, we thought that might push him over the edge…”

“Why would that have pushed him over the edge?” she asked with clear confusion.

“Jordan… was one of Scott’s lovers before being changed,  before ‘she’ changed into him.” with a strong emphasis on the word ‘she.’

Daphne’s eyes went wide, and thought to herself, ‘What a small fucking world.’  Beatrix was a man in a female body, and Jordan was a woman in a male body…  She hardened her gaze at Krause, “I want details…”

 

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