by KajiraGames.
Chapter 37: Return of the Slaveghoul.
Roberta took the elevator to the fourth floor of the skyline apartments, keen to see her new haven. It was certainly better than the dump she had in Santa Monica. But better than the furnishings or decoration was the girl who was waiting for her there.
It was Heather, the redhead with thick spectacles that she had saved at the hospital, by letting her drink vampire blood. Since Roberta had not drained Heather first, the latter had become a ghoul, not a vampire. She was still human, and enslaved to Roberta now that the blood had had time to work.
Heather gushed at Roberta's arrival. She begged to stay and promised to do anything Roberta wanted. She wasn't immune to her new mistress' Dementation aura, but in her enslaved state she couldn't possibly think in terms of herself spanking Roberta - that would be insolent. So the effect was reversed. "If I'm disobedient or you're unhappy with me in any way, you can even spank me", she said.
"Redhead requires Roberta to roast rump?" asked the vampiress, puzzled.
"Yes, if I'm not perfectly obedient. Or even if you just want to. I love you so much, I don't care if you hurt me." Heather was desperate to be accepted.
Roberta suppressed a grin at her eagerness and said "Haven homeowner hates horrible Heather". But she couldn't stand the heartbroken look on the redhead's face. Roberta hugged her and said "Joking, jesting, japing!"
"Really? You really like me, and I can stay? I know I'm just a nerd and not very pretty." Heather was low on self-confidence, and Roberta decided to redress this right away.
"Gentle girl is good graceful ghoul. Submissiveness supercedes surfaces, so stop saying slurs on self. Pathetic put-downs punished." Roberta pulled Heather towards the green pastel couch and took down her jeans. The slaveghoul felt a thrill that she was going to be spanked for putting herself down - it showed in a double way that she now belonged to Roberta: she could be punished any time, and she was not to say anything bad about her Mistress' property (i.e. herself).
Heather willingly stretched herself over Roberta's lap. The vampiress' nimble fingers grasped the waistband of her panties and slid them down. Then she felt a cool hand stroking her bare butt for a second, followed by the first slap.
Roberta decided to make her slave's first spanking a light one. Restraining her vampire strength, she made sure the warm cheeks over her lap were reddening but not bruising. Heather panted and gasped. The stinging was physical proof that this pale beauty with the strange speech now possessed her and cared for her. The pleasure outweighed the pain fifty-fold.
"Slavemistress says slim sub is superb and special. Nevermore negate this note, naughty nymph!" Roberta emphasized this instruction by finishing with three harder smacks.
"Ow! Ow! Ouch! I won't, I promise! I'll never say bad things about myself again." Tears of gratitude and adoration welled up in Heather's eyes as she was lifted up and stood in front of her Mistress, panties still down and revealing that she wasn't a natural readhead. Her bottom was burning hot, but she had never felt so happy.
Roberta considered both giving and taking a little blood with her slaveghoul, but decided to leave that and any further intimacies for another time - Heather looked ready to swoon already! The vampiress reached forward and pulled up the redhead's panties and jeans for her.
"Haven here is Heather's home. Stay, sweet submissive slavegirl." With some regret, Roberta kissed her goodbye and departed for Dr Grout's asylum to carry out the Prince's orders. Heather missed her immediately.
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