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Subject: {ASSM} Kindred 14 (MFF, vamp, violence) 
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Chapter 14: Blessed be the Children


We spent much of the afternoon and evening trying to organize the influx of
children we found ourselves inundated with. We finally had to organize
raiding parties of the oldest ones to gather bedding and supplies from
abandoned and empty homes nearby. Fortunately, the weather was warm, and we
were able to settle all but the youngest outside the main house.


But now it was late, and Nalita and I were relaxing for a moment, and she
was teaching me of one of the most basic skills a Ventrue possessed. "The
skill is called Presence. What it amounts to is the ability to coerce kine
or weaker Kindred to do your bidding. You had a fair amount of skill before
I Embraced you. You used it to persuade others fairly easily. You'll need it
now to get the people we need to follow you here. When they hear about the
pestilence, they'll be reluctant to approach. You'll need to be persuasive,
and perhaps demanding. It will be easier if you can cause them to sample
your blood. You'll want to do that anyway, in case the pestilence is still
to be found."


Then she looked at me. "Why didn't you come to me before Mia and Zara got
sick?"


"I hoped, nay, I prayed the plague would pass by. And I feared placing them
under your dominion. I was a fool, and now I have lost all." Shudders racked
me for a time as I tried to control my agony.


"Not all, dear Erlic, just far too much." She held me close. Then she led me
to her bedchamber. "I have a surprise tonight."


She opened the door, and I saw Kiro sitting on the bed. "She asked to join
us. She was afraid if she asked you, you'd tell her no. But I knew you
wouldn't."


I leaned close and whispered in her ear. "And what about our mutual
feasting? What are we to do about that?"


"Maybe she will not care." I know I looked shocked.


She led me to the bed where a nervous Kiro knelt. I noticed she wore a
simple bed robe, and her knees were naked where it pulled up. I reached out
and gently caressed her cheek. And when I would have withdrawn my hand, she
captured it and kissed my palm. "Kiro, are you sure you want this?"


"M'Lord...I mean, Erlic, I need this from you. Hiroko is gone. I loved him
so much! But he's gone! And I know you loved me at one time. Please, let me
find comfort with you!"


I drew her close, and Nalita wrapped us both in her arms. And I realized
Nalita had undressed while Kiro made her plea. Then Nalita gently kissed
Kiro's cheek, and then mine before drawing me back, then helping Kiro to
stand. She untied Kiro's robe, and opened it slowly, displaying the fine
form beneath. Kiro's breasts were fuller than they had been, but her waist
was still slim. I could feel myself stir in remembrance. Then Kiro shrugged
the robe off, and both women approached me.


Nalita began to unlace my shirt as Kiro knelt and slipped my boots off. Then
she gently stroked the bulge of my trousers before loosening my belt. Nalita
slipped my shirt off and ran her fingers across my torso. Then Kiro slid my
trousers off my hips.


I nearly swooned as each woman took me between her lips. Nalita nibbled
lightly on my nipple as Kiro caressed the tip of cock. "Kiro," Nalita softly
said, "let's take him to the bed, and we can both appreciate his charms."
Kiro looked up with a smile, then stood and lead me to the bed by my
protruding organ. They forced me onto my back, and took turns caressing me
with their tongues. I began to groan with the intense pleasure.


I was beginning to twitch when Nalita whispered in Kiro's ear. Kiro's eyes
gleamed and she nodded, and Nalita released me and crawled up the bed. She
turned to face Kiro, and squatted above my face. Kiro moved up as well, and
straddled my hips. Then they both sank down together, Kiro's pussy engulfing
my throbbing cock, and Nalita's damp slit hovering above my lips.


Kiro set a gentle pace, rising up and down slowly and grinding her self on
my invading shaft. Nalita sank down and let me ravage her with my mouth. I
slid my tongue between her labia, thrusting it into her and rubbing my chin
against her clit.  When Kiro began to drive herself faster, Nalita slid off
my face and lay alongside me.  She watched avidly as the lips of Kiro's
pussy dragged up and down my shaft, and I reached up and began to stroke her
soaked slit. As Kiro's groans grew more ragged, Nalita leaned against me and
snarled: "Bite me. Strike my breast with your fangs, and slash me deep. I
want Kiro to see the truth." When she screamed, "DO IT!" Kiro looked up, and
watched in shock as I slashed Nalita's breast, my fangs clearly visible
against the pale skin and crimson liquid. And when my lips closed over the
bleeding wounds and she saw me swallowing, her pussy spasmed violently and
she cried out in an orgasmic frenzy. I followed immediately with my own
pleasure.


Then I drew Kiro down, and kissed her. She was hesitant, but when she tasted
no blood, she relaxed and kissed me back. I kissed along her chin and to her
throat. Then I extended my fangs and stroked her skin gently. I felt her
shiver, and freed her to move away, but she snuggled closer instead. "Are
you sure, Kiro? I won't do this if you have any fear, or doubt."


"Yes, please. I trust you."


I wasn't sure how to do this. I finally just let the tips slice her skin.
She shivered at the touch, then moaned slightly as my lips closed around the
wound. As I suckled on her throat, her legs gripped my waist, and she began
to rock herself against me.


Seeing this, Nalita moved down, and reached between Kiro's open legs. As I
drank, I knew by the changing tones of her moans that Nalita's touches were
taking her nearer to climax, and I wanted to finish at the precise moment it
struck.


At last Kiro stiffened against me, and I stroked the wounds with my tongue,
then caught her as she collapsed against me. When she'd recovered slightly,
she leaned up to kiss me. As our lips touched, I cut mine and allowed a drop
of blood to fall upon her lips.  Then I held her as the pain wracked her
body.


During the week we used to prepare for my recruitment trip, Nalita and Kiro
shared my bed every night. We taught Kiro of the covenant, and she readily
accepted it. I continued to feed from her as we made love, and Nalita took
her pleasure from both of us.


My search for assistance was long, and difficult. It took a great deal of
effort to convince the craftsmen and others we needed to come to Nasai. I
thanked the goddess every morning for Nalita's help in strengthening my
skills, and wished that Kiro had joined me when I went to bed weakened from
the sharing of my blood. The mercenaries were easier. All it took for them
was a fat purse.


But at last, I was home, and the remodeling of Nasai was begun. But so had
the expected looting.


The looters we weren't too concerned with, we simply assigned the
mercenaries to patrol, and salvage what they found. Anything that was small
and valuable within miles the children had already collected, and turned
over to us for safekeeping, or to support the rest. The looters quickly
found themselves out of luck.


Slavers were another matter. Almost daily a group of children would come to
us with stories of how one of their friends had been taken by a strange man.
We would question the children, gather what information they possessed, and
I would search that night for the kidnappers.


Something I learned during this time was that I'd never forgotten the skills
with the blade that I'd picked up so many years ago in the caravans. In
truth, with my preternatural speed, I was unbeatable by all but a master
swordsman. And I learned that Nalita was right about a full set of fangs.


When I would find a camp of slavers, I used my mental skills to force their
victims into deepest sleeps. Then I would enter the camp and demand the
children's return. And after the guards had attacked and died, I took great
pleasure in slaughtering the slave masters with fang and claw. Then I would
leave the carnage to be found, with a placard stating that this was what
happened to slavers. I admit I was almost disappointed when children stopped
being taken.


But that had been nearly five years ago. The pestilence hasn't taken anyone
since the last parent died so long ago. Some of the oldest children that had
arrived at Nalita's gate that day had a child of their own. Nasai was again
a thriving community and center of trade.


I'd learned a great deal more about being Kindred, and Venture. With the
third skill of the Ventrue, Fortitude, I'd learned I could beat the torpor
sunlight brought. I'd learned that with preparation, I could even walk
freely in the sunlight. Unfortunately, preparation required the heart blood
of two lovers, or the near draining of five. Or I could stride the day in a
suit of full armor and a black velvet hood. I didn't miss the sun that much
yet.


And I was bored.


Nalita, Kiro and I sat in her sitting room one night. Nalita brought the
matter up. "Erlic, I know the last five years have been difficult. Running
an orphanage wasn't what you wanted to do." She chuckled softly. "It wasn't
my plan, either. But in ten years, the last of the children will be on their
own, and I can wait that long. But I can sense your impatience. You long to
travel again. And I agree. But travel requires a food source. And as much a
Kiro loves you, I don't think she's ready to leave Seria and Torako behind
for a long period."  I looked at Kiro and she looked chagrinned as she
acknowledged this.


"So, the first thing we need to do is find you a new lover. No, let me
correct that. You need to find additional lovers. And I'm going to recommend
you also find some protection. There are times when you will be extremely
vulnerable. You will need trustworthy servants around you. And that is why I
recommend you look for lovers among the mercenary camps."


I was startled by this idea. But when I looked at Kiro, she was looking
almost smug. Apparently, my Ladies had been plotting around me. So the next
night, at dusk, we made our way to one of the camps. I'd pretty much ignored
the mercenaries since I'd hired them, so was surprised to see how many we
supported. But what shocked me was how many were women. And these weren't
camp followers. These were warriors. And I knew the choices weren't going to
be simple.


The camp leader we approached, who was a stranger to me, asked our business.
After introducing our selves as Nalita and Alexander, we explained that we
wished to organize a force of arms that could be easily concealed within a
larger, more traditional force. A force that would be ignored, mistaken as
camp followers. The leader, who recognized Nalita as the one who made him
wealthy and lazy, nodded his understanding, and agreed to send the women in
his force to Nalita's home the next day for interviews and to display their
skills.


We visited the other three camps and made our spiel. When we finished, we
expected we'd have nearly seventy-five applicants. We were shockingly
underestimating. The next morning, Nalita's seneschal collected the names of
two hundred applicants.


It turned into a tournament. The women were strong. Fast. And meaner then
angry snakes. And many of them were absolutely beautiful. And almost a third
of them displayed a wantonness that amused and delighted me. And when it was
done, we had our silent army, and I had my first Garden.

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