Sarah's Punishment
by Tammy Williams

(Nick/f with LC watching)

LC and Nick belong to other people (*pout*) like James Parriott and others. I'll return them when I'm done.

First a bit of explanation:
Over on #foreverknight, LC has a manor house(a huge mansion, with a pool, a great dungeon *weg*, and many, many other rooms). It's kept up by LC's platinum card and Nick's deBrabant foundation money. Late one night, it was decided, since Nick had 'The Pit of Condemned Bimbos" and since LC was much more "accomplished" in vampirism *weCg*, that LaCroix had a harem. There've been a couple of stories including the harem posted to lists - one I know to JADFE (I know because I posted it *g* - the one about LaCroix/f and the orgy at the Raven). Well here's another.

This was originally posted to the UF loop - not because of UFfish sex (tho I have NO :~~ objections to that) but because of the UFfish overtones to the fact that LaCroix watches the whole thing.

This was written on a private irc chat, but I think I got it edited to get the flow right. Send comments if you want to sackett1@mindspring.com.

LaCroix stopped to shower again after leaving Renee's bed. After the shower, he stopped and made a quick phone call. Then he headed for Sarah's room. He walked into Sarah's room. She was standing by the window, looking out. Her hands were shaking.

"Sarah" the voice purred. "Look at me."

Sarah turned. "LaCroix, I don't know what to say about.."

"Stop." he commanded. "Don't worry about apologizing. Worry about the consequences of your actions."

Sarah shook. Her head was down. Then she shook it and looked up steadily at him. "I'm ready."

He walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. She could feel the cold through her tshirt.

"Look at me." He commanded. She looked into his eyes - his mesmerizing eyes. "Rest." Consciousness slipped away.

**

A knock on the door. "Open up, LaCroix." He smiled and walked from the lovely sight on the bed to the door.

"Why did you call and demand that I come over here?"

"Why, Nicholas, I thought you might like to retrieve one of your followers. There she is. Her name is Sarah - she's one of your Dark Knighties. Lovely, isn't she?"

Sarah was lying on her bed in the guest room - completely naked. Her hands were loosely bound to the bedposts; her legs were untied, but spread in expectation.

"LaCroix!!!! What is the meaning of this?"

"Your lovely follower has disobeyed instructions, Nicholas, instructions that I gave her. She must be punished....Or you could accept the punishment in her place... But I get to choose what your punishment will be."

Nick looked at LaCroix in astonishment. "You can't be serious, LaCroix. What would you do to her - what kind of punishment would you inflict upon this woman?"

LaCroix smiled at Nick. "Why the same punishment as my followers got, Nicholas, sexual pleasure with some pain and bloodletting thrown in."

"I won't let you have her!"

"I've already *had* her, Nicholas, I've just never tasted her....And she was quite good - and a virgin too. It was most enjoyable."

"You, you slept with her?"

"Well, we never actually *slept*.....she was quite enthusiastic. I'm longing to taste her."

"I won't let you. I'll take the punishment - she's one of my followers - I'll take the responsibility."

"Very well, Nicholas - here is your punishment. You must take her - make *love* to her."

"I can't...."

"Yes, Nicholas, you can - you must. And you must drink from her."

"LaCroix!"

"Oh, Nicholas, don't worry - I won't let you take too much."

"And how will you stop me?" "

Ohhhh, didn't I tell you? I'm going to be right here - watching."

"WATCHING?!?"

"Yes, Nicholas, watching. That's your choice - leave knowing I'll have her or stay and sate your hunger in her flesh AND in her blood."

Nicholas looked at LaCroix, then looked at the naked woman writhing on the bed. "Why is she doing that - no one is with her."

"I prepared her somewhat, Nicholas, for either choice. She knows she'll be with a lover tonight - and she believes he's here - watching her - getting himself ready for her - and the thought excites her."

"Which one of us is she expecting, LaCroix?"

"Right now, it's a nameless lover, but as soon as one of us touches her and says her name, she will respond - quite naturally, with no hypnotic suggestion - to that person. I know all about your scruples, Nicholas. And, from personal recollection, her response doesn't need any artificial stimulation."

LaCroix pushed Nick up against the wall. "Decide now, Nicholas - or I'll throw you out - and she will be MINE - and she will never return to you. You or me, Nicholas. NOW!"

"Me." Nick's voice was quiet, but steady. He pushed LaCroix back and walked towards the bed.

He paused by the bed and looked at her. It was a very pleasant sight. A naked woman, lying in wait, lusting for her lover. He swallowed as he felt himself harden.

"You'll make me stop before I take too much." It wasn't a question.

"Yes, Nicholas, I will."

Nick ran his fingers from her temples to her cheeks. "Sarah, it's me, Nick."

"Nicholas, ohhhhh, Nicholas." She moaned. "Take off your clothes, Nicholas. It'll be soooo much easier without the clothes."

He swallowed again. Then he quickly undid his shirt and slipped off his shoes.

"Ssskkiinnn, ummmmm, you never show enough skin, Nick."

Nick looked at LaCroix. "I thought you said she'd react normally - she's still acting hypnotised."

"Well, I did leave in one hypnotic suggestion, my dear Nicholas, - a suggestion that she tell her lover exactly what she's thinking - *exactly*."

"Take off your pants, Nick - make love to me."

When he looked back at her, she was licking her lips. She spread her legs wider - and he smelled her arousal.

His pants were quickly very uncomfortable. He undid them and threw them to the side. He stood there for a moment in socks and black silk boxers.

He bent down and took off the socks. Then, as Sarah's eyes ran up and down his well-muscled body appreciatively, he slipped off the boxers.

His erection was standing at attention. As he saw Sarah lick her top lip and moan, a drop of liquid oozed out of the tip.

He looked back at LaCroix. LaCroix had pulled a chair up to sit in - with an excellent view of the bed.

LaCroix raised one eyebrow and looked up and down Nick's body. "My, you've kept in *very* good shape, Nicholas. I'm sure Sarah will thank you .....properly."

Nick turned away quickly, trying to squelch the memories of the past. He sat on the edge of the bed beside Sarah.

He bent over and kissed her gently. "Harder." she said. "Take me now."

He kissed her harder - a slow deep kiss that left them both breathless.

"Let me untie..."

"NO - the hands stay tied, Nicholas - I want to make sure that *you* are the one to pleasure her."

Nick glared at LaCroix. "And remember, Nicholas - foreplay takes longer than five seconds." LaCroix chuckled as his son's back tightened.

Nick turned his attention back to Sarah. "Please, Nick, make love to me - slowly. I want you so bad."

Nick smiled down at her, then lowered his head to her breast and licked her nipple. "oooohhhhhh, Nick. More..."

Her legs thrashed about on the bed as Nick began to suck at her nipples - first one, then the other.

"Touch me." Sarah begged. "Please, touch me."

Nick smiled. "Here?" he asked as he put his hand on her face and traced her lips.

"Lower," she moaned while nipping and sucking at his fingers.

"Here?" and he rolled a nipple in between his finger.

Her back arched to thrust her breast into his hand. "MMmmmmm, lower."

"Here?" As he ran his hand along the area beneath her stomach but above her pubic curls, he bent his head back to her breasts. LaCroix watched and smiled.

Her body thrashed. "LOWER, please! please," she moaned.

His hand slipped into her dark curls. As he cupped her mound, he could feel her heat and moisture. He could hear her heart beating faster and her pulse racing.

Fingers slipped between her folds to touch the softness inside. "Ohhhhhh, yes, Nick, yes!"

He found the opening to her body and slid one finger in slowly. "More" she cried. "Harder!"
"What did you do to her, LaCroix? These are not the reactions of a virgin."
"Actually, Nicholas, I don't think you know anything about virgins these days - not like you used to." Some of these women I've discovered here are quite experienced in their own ways. They may never have enjoyed intercourse before, but orgasm doesn't seem to be a stranger to them. And some of the things I've seen in their blood! Well, I don't remember any virgins with such... explicit imaginations. Some of the mental images I picked up were most interesting." He chuckled.

Nicholas moved his finger faster for a moment, then slid another in to join it. Sarah's hips bucked and her inner muscles pulled at his fingers.

"Nick, oh Nick. Yeessss, that feels sooo good." Her body was moving in rhythym with his fingers. Her hands were clutching at their silken bonds.

His thumb slid inside her wet folds to rest on her clit. He stroked it lightly. "MMmmmmmmm, harder"

He did it again, harder. She screamed "Yesssss" He stroked faster and thrust his fingers in and out.

It happened quickly - he stroked her a few more times and she came - loudly and enthusiastically. "YES, YES, YES. oooooohhhhhh Nickk!!!"

"See what I meant, Nicholas, very energetic - no coercion needed."

"LaCroix..."

"But you aren't finished, Nicholas, please continue."

Nick turned to look at LaCroix for a moment and froze. LaCroix was sitting in the chair - as before. But now, he had unzipped his pants and was slowly stroking himself.

Nicholas looked at his master's large erection and swallowed. He closed his eyes. Sarah smiled "Ohhhhh, you got harder and bigger. Ohhh, Nicky, I want you inside me."

Nick turned away from the once familiar sight of his master's body back to the luscious, wet wanton laying underneath his hands.

He stood, but only to reposition himself on the bed between Sarah's legs. He placed his cock at her opening and smiled. "Slow and easy or hard and fast?"

She looked up at him "Slowly, then fast. I want everything."

He moved into her wet ready body slowly and surely - not stopping until he was completely buried in her.

Sarah's head was tilted back and moans were coming from her open mouth. His mouth returned to her breasts, kissing the flesh, licking, sucking the nipples. She closed her legs around him.

In and out, in and out --- the slow pace was making her insane. "Niiiiiiiiccccckkkkk, pleeeeease!"

He stopped, buried hilt deep. He lifted his head and smiled. His eyes were blue - tinged with gold. He pulled out slowly to his tip and pounded back into her - fast and hard.

Fast and furious, he moved inside her, slamming her against the bed. "Yes Yes!" she screamed. "Take me!"

His eyes went completely gold. He fought with himself - some blue returned. "LACROIX!"

"It's not time to stop yet, Nicholas, you haven't drunk ye...yet." Nick glanced quickly at his master, whose hips had risen off the chair to meet the hand clasped around his hard cock.

Nick turned his head back to Sarah - his eyes were gold fire. "Sarah" he growled.

Her eyes were closed in anticipation - her head was turned - her neck was vulnerable to his questing mouth.

She hissed "yeeeesssssss" when she felt the scrape of fangs across her neck. His cock pounded in and out hard and fast. She was close to orgasm - so was he.

"NICHOLAS - DRINK!!!!" LaCroix yelled. Nick couldn't control himself - it had been too long - for everything.

His fangs pierced the tender skin of her neck - they sank in completely. Blood spurted into his mouth.

Sarah screamed "NNNNIIIIIIiiiiiiccccckkkkkk!!!" as she came - long, hard and loud.

Nick heard something else as he gulped down the warm liquid from her body - he heard LaCroix's "YYYyyyyyessss" and knew his master had come too. And he remembered.

Then he focused on the blood - human blood - salty, spicy - oh, it was so good.

He could taste her - her passion for him, her memories of the night when LaCroix became her lover, the wild erotic imagination - but when he tasted her orgasm, her overwhelming joy at it being him, he came - thick and heavy. He emptied himself into her warm, accepting body. He wanted more.

"Nicholas, stop!" In the distance, he heard LaCroix's voice. He drank more.

Then hands were on his shoulders. LaCroix spoke into his ear, calmly "Nicholas, if you don't stop, she'll die." Nick froze.

The hands slid to his neck and pulled slightly. "Move away, Nicholas, move away."

His fangs retracted. His lips pressed against her neck - he kissed the wounds. He looked up and smiled at her. His eyes were blue - blue as a summer sky.
"Are you alright?" he whispered.

"Yes. I knew you could stop." Sarah smiled, joy filled her eyes.

"Nicholas, let the child rest." LaCroix pulled on Nick's shoulder. Nick rose from the bed, untied Sarah's hands, and pulled a blanket over her.

Sarah - exhausted from the sex and blood loss - was getting drowsy - but wanted to see what would happen between the two men.

Nick was starting to pick up his clothes when LaCroix grabbed him and pushed him against the wall.

Sarah smiled at the picture - naked Nick and half-naked LaCroix. Pleasant dreams of menages a trois ran through her head.

"What now, LaCroix?" Nick demanded - trying to push him away.

"Now, I get to taste her, Nicholas." The elder vampire hissed.

"You said you'd leave her alone if I.."

"I'm not going to touch...her, Nicholas."

LaCroix pressed himself up against Nicholas's naked body. One hand reached up and turned his head to the side. "Don't fight me, Nicholas. It'll be much less painful if you don't fight."

Sarah saw LaCroix's fangs descend - he saw her looking and smiled at her. Then he turned and sank his teeth into Nick's neck.

He drank. And tasted his son, his lover from ages past. And he tasted the fresh taste of Sarah's blood coursing through Nicholas's veins. The passion, the joy, the lust.

He didn't take much, just enough to prove to Nick that he could. Then he released him. "Go home, Nicholas."

Nick stood there, head turned, eyes closed, lips parted. "Or, perhaps, you'd like to stay for a while?" LaCroix asked, with a laugh in his voice and ran his finger down Nick's cheek.

Nick shook his head and quickly pulled on his clothes. "What about Sarah? She can't leave - she's exhausted."

"She can stay the night - or until she wishes to leave - and no, I won't hurt her or coerce her or hypnotise her. She is a welcome guest."

Nick walked back over to Sarah and kissed her again. "I'll send someone for you in the morning."

"I'll be fine, Nick. Kiss me again." He did. And then he left without a backward glance.

"Ah, Nicholas, so stubborn." LaCroix walked over to Sarah. "Rest easy, my dear, no harm will befall you."

He bent down and kissed her. "And, if you'd ever like to know how a true vampire would taste you, just come back and ask."

"I will, LaCroix."

"But one thing, my dear. If you do ask, make sure my son knows that you're coming to me. And don't worry about the truth-telling, it will wear off in a few hours. Goodnight."

Then he turned off the lights and closed the door. Sarah fell asleep dreaming of vampires and sex - good dreams.