It had taken some time before anyone noticed, but it had finally come to Anne's attention that Rae never left the Club. Furthermore, Rae had been sleeping her merry way through the Club, performing acts so depraved that their paid courtesans wouldn't consider them. Rae was more perverted than any prostitute, being a horny young woman who did everything out of her own enthusiastic will.

Anne did not necessarily have a problem with any of that. But it seemed untidy to her that Rae was not formally employed. So she paid Rae a visit, one morning before sunrise. The insatiable blond had been up late taking drugs and throwing herself into orgies, and was now dead to the world. Anne nudged her in the ribs with the pointy toe of her Prada heel until the girl was stirring, moaning and clutching blearily at her head.

"Sit up, Rae," ordered Anne. She signalled to Madam Lakshmi, who set a brimming cup of Turkish coffee in front of the girl. "Drink this. You have work to do." She didn't explain what she meant, figuring that Rae was too far out of it to notice. Anne waited while the girl drank the coffee; she held the cup with two hands, like a child. Then she looked up at Anne, blinking curiously.

"Good. You're awake," said Anne briskly, as if she hadn't been the cause of that. Best to keep the girl a bit disoriented. She shouldn't think too hard about what was coming next. "Come with me, Rae."

She took her by the hand and led her to one of the private suites. A very special suite: it had a round bed with black satin sheets, surrounded on all sides by mirrors. Unknown to Rae, there was a viewing lounge just behind one of the walls of mirrors, hidden by one-way glass. "Undress, and wait on the bed," Anne instructed Rae. "A gentleman will be joining you very soon. You are to do whatever he asks. Do you understand? Good girl."

She patted the bewildered Rae on the head and left, closing the door behind her. Then Anne joined Mary, who was already in the viewing room. She smiled at her lady-love, who was lounging on the couch, an open bottle of champagne chilled in the ice bucket next to her. "Let's get cozy and see how she does," Anne murmured to Mary, settling next to her. She caressed her lover's dark hair away from her ear, kissing it. She poured flutes of champagne for both of them.

"Vic will be there soon," she whispered in Mary's ear. Anne had fed earlier on a raver kid, and so her breath was warm and seductive. "I think both of them are going to enjoy themselves." One of her manicured hands slowly trailed its way up Mary's thigh, lingering beneath the skirt of her lover's blue silk dress. She guided Mary's hands to the buttons of her own cleavage-baring pinstripe vest. "Let's enjoy ourselves too."

Vic walked in slowly, his measured steps and intense eyes showing that here was a real predator. In the old days when people were afraid of the dark, it was because of wolves like him. He wasn?t about to let the will of a mere human get in the way of his orders.

?Good evening, Rae,? he said, drawing on a cigarette leisurely. ?I?m here to f@#$ you. I?m real disappointed that you?re not naked yet.? He sat down on the bed, taking off his suit coat and folding it next to him. His matching white fedora was tossed on top of it. He drew off his purple silk tie and tossed it on the floor, leaving his crisp white shirt hanging open at the throat.

?So in case you didn?t hear the order, here it is again. And I suggest you listen well this time. Take off. Your clothes.? He didn?t use his vampire powers on her, just the suggestion of his voice. A cold smile played across his lips as he watched her with those dark brown eyes.

"Who do you think you are Mister?" demanded Rae, snatching the cigarette from him. She took a few drags defiantly. "Like hell I'm gonna listen ta you." But she couldn't help but look at his throat where the shirt fell open, at his strong chest, his black hair and those piercing brown eyes that kept studying her body.

"You know who I am, Rae," said Vic, still smiling. "I'm the man you want inside of you. You're already dreaming about what it will feel like." He heard her gasp, and chuckled evilly. "That's right, I can hear your heart beating faster. I can smell the pheromones in your sweat. I wonder what would happen if I touched... your... skin?"

He circled around her, talking, and then drew his fingertips down the side of her face, down her neck, across her bare collar bone. "You're shivering. You must have really wanted this." He leaned close and trailed his lips along her throat, slowly kissing up the line from her jaw, finally meeting those full lips with his own. Rae melted into the kiss. His charisma was working.

He took the cigarette back from her nerveless fingers and stubbed it out in the ashtray beside the bed. "I guess you want me to undress you," he said, and heard her pulse race in answer. He pushed her gently back onto the bed, holding her slim wrists in his hands and savoring the position. Her breath was hot, and her tongue came out to meet his in a deep kiss. She did not resist as he pulled off her shirt, leaving her in just her panties.

"White underwear?" asked Vic. "I thought sluts like you always wore red panties."

"Hey!" protested Rae, "I'm no slut! I'm just -" Then Vic kissed her to shut her up, and she couldn't help but kiss him back. Maybe... he was right about her....

Vic leaned over her, caressing her smooth naked skin and full breasts. "Of course you're a slut," he said, "why else would you be so turned on right now? A stranger is toying with you, Rae. You don't even know my name." His hand slipped down to play with her through her panties. "And yet you're soaking wet." She moaned, more turned on at having been found out.

He grabbed her panties and tore them off of her with superhuman strength. "Let's put these to better use." He guided her hands up above her head, and tied them together with the piece of torn cloth. He admired how she looked, naked on the black satin sheets, tied up with her own panties and wriggling deliciously.

"Something you should know about me, Rae," he said, stroking her slender waist and soft thighs. "I'm a gentleman. I don't take advantage of women." He squeezed her breasts, guided by her moans to what felt best. "So I'm not going to screw you until you ask me to. Nicely." He grinned wickely. He would tease her until she begged for his cock. That was what he had been sent to do, and oh he was good at it.

Vic needed to bring Rae over the edge. To make her hornier than she had ever been in her life. He thought about it while he undressed, throwing his clothes on top of Rae?s. He stood back from the bed so Rae could have a good view of his godlike body, enjoying her lustful eyes on him. That was it? Rae was the ultimate exhibitionist.

?You have such a beautiful body,? said Vic. He circled to the bedside chest, full of sex toys, and found what he was looking for. ?You?re like a work of art? I think I?m going to paint you.? He showed her the box of paints, which were both colorful and edible; according to the bottles they tasted like chocolate. He chose a bottle of white and dripped it along her torso.

Rae looked down at the drops of white all over her, and moaned erotically. The rapt look on her face made Vic smile. ?You wish it was something else, don?t you? Something of mine.? He spread the paint with his hands, caressing white swirls and curves across her body.

He chose a bottle of blue next, covering his palms thick with it. He grabbed Rae?s breast with one hand, gripping it tight enough to bruise her. The other hand grabbed her hip. He added a trail of blue handprints across her flat stomach.

He stood, and picked Rae up like it was nothing, setting her down on her feet. She stumbled, her hands still bound in front of her, but his hands were there on her waist to steady her. He turned her body so it was well-lit by the one lamp in the suite. ?Look down, Rae. Your whole body is covered with my hand prints.?

He stepped behind her, and reached around to stroke her crotch. He pulled her closer, forcing her to nestle against his hard shaft. His hands left her private parts slick with the blue paint, which made his fingers slide along her without resistance. ?I?ve even painted you here.? His middle finger shoved into her welcoming opening. ?If someone came in, they would see everywhere my hands have been. They?d know everywhere you let me touch you.?

He was gratified to feel a shudder run through her, and she convulsed around his finger. He pushed in a second finger to create a tighter fit. He smacked her butt soundly, enjoying the yelp as well as the gush of moisture that accompanied it. Then he lifted her up and pressed her back against the wall, her weight pushing his fingers deeper into her. By now she was crying out with every thrust of his hand.

?Please,? Rae cried, ?please, I beg you, f!@# me? shove your cock deep inside me? oh please, f!@# me, bang me like a whore, let me feel every inch of your dick!? Her face was flushed, showing how turned on she was by her words.

With a smile of satisfaction, Vic took her in his arms and lowered her onto his cock. Her scream of joy aroused him even more; steadying her back against the wall, he started to thrust up into her. She clawed at the wall, getting leverage to press back against him. ?You really are a dirty whore, Rae,? he said to her tenderly. ?You love this so much, you?re dripping like a waterfall. You would be this excited if it was any man, wouldn?t you? Any man with a cock to satisfy you.?

?No, no,? gasped Rae, writhing against him. But it sounded an awful lot like ?Yes, yes!? Vic screwed her wildly, bringing her to a screaming orgasm.

?You?re such a slut, Rae,? Vic said admiringly, and this time Rae could only nod in agreement, too far gone to argue any more with the man that made her feel so amazing. They tumbled to the floor, rolling in each other's arms as they made fierce love.

On the wall was the heart-shaped print of Rae's curvy a$$, stamped there in blue paint. It would stay there, and both Vic and Rae got turned on every time they saw it. Just like the first time.

((with all love and respect for Rae-mun, who enthusiastically cooperated in this scene. It was fun playing with you babe!!))