Akasha Reborn

A New Breed

Akasha awoke drenched in sweat. Her hand reached out across the bed and found the indentation where Lord Vyron had rested. A soft little smile graced her lips as she dreamily thought of his taking of her. He had meant to punish her but she new that he derived pleasure at the same time. Being able to please him just a little meant so much to her. He had given her so much; a new life, incredible strength, acute senses, and skills she had no idea existed. As difficult as it would be, she knew that she would have to wait for him to take her and not forget her place with him, for she doubted that he would be so kind with her again.

Forcing herself out of bed, she rose to face a full-length mirror. Her naked body glistened with sweat. She couldn’t help but admire her own petite frame that was adorned with voluptuous round features. Her very full breasts, that she tried to as as she was maturing, were now a feature of pride for her. Their little pink nipples became erect and hard as a cool breeze blew through an open door, making them rise and giving them an even rounder, fuller look. On the edges of her left breast, she could see the gashes of dried blood from where Lord Vyron’s nails had gripped her the night before. Like little badges of honor, she found more dried cuts coming up from her pubis over her lower belly. Turning, she looked across her backside to find more gashes on her tight, curvy bottom from where he pulled her apart. Closing her eyes, she hugged herself as the desire for him was heating up between her legs. The breeze blew stronger and Akasha looked finally to see just what door was open.

Moving across the room, she pulled her cloths on deftly and quickly. The chamber doors were open but the breeze was coming from downstairs. She raced down to find the entryway doors ajar. She stopped one of the human retainers, as he was rushing to the kitchen.

“Why is this door open?”

“Forgive me, mistress. Lord Vyron has just left and I was busy carrying his things. I neglected to close the door.” The servant hurried quickly to shut the offending door.

Akasha turned and went to her own chambers. She needed to clean herself and put on fresh clothes. As she busied herself, she thought about Lord Vyron’s leaving. He would leave to feed but he never bothered with packing travel bags. She wondered where he was going and for how long he would be gone. She knew there was no point in asking the servants, for Lord Vyron only ever told them of what he expected from them, never what he himself was doing. Still it bothered her not knowing, for she was haunted by thoughts of lust and desire, and he had opened her up to things she never knew existed.

Weeks dragged on slowly as Akasha grew hungrier and more impatient for Lord Vyron’s return. Practicing with every waking minute, she tried to occupy her mind, lest she found her self fixated on one of the retainers. She became more and more adept at shadows. Wrapping the darkness around her, she began to move it like fingers up and around items, and then tossing or smashing them at will. Hiding in the darkness, she would vex the servants and made them quite nervous as they went through the Château doing their work.

When she longed most for Lord Vyron, she found a quiet spot and meditated, letting go of her surrounding and giving in to the quiet of her inner mind. She could feel herself becoming weightless, rising higove ove her body. Her thoughts of Lord Vyron brought her through time and space to an arid place with hills of glistening gold. To high triangular structures, that she sensed to be hallow like the graveyards near churches she was accustomed to. There, deep in one of these structures, he stood over a large slab of stone.

Akasha moved closely to him, watching over his shoulder as he lifted the top off to reveal a strangely carved coffin! It was painted with many symbols that she sensed were of warning; great evil lie within and who should disturb these ruins would bring pain and suffering unto themselves.

Lord Vyron opened this coffin and inside was a wrapped body. With one quick slash of his forefinger nail, he sliced through these wrappings to reveal a corpse. With long red hair and white gaunt and hoed sed skin, it seemed as though it hadn’t been buried long, for it hadn’t decomposed at all. Akasha had helped in the graveyard of her old Lord Chutney and had seen what the bodies looked like. This one was prunish looking but not rotted.

Lord Vyron then sliced his wrists and let his blood spill into the mouth of this creature. As it dripped in, Akasha could hear her Sire. “Oh evil one, I call upon you now to arise and grant me favor for breaking the bonds that have kept you in this eternal slumber. The time has ….the chains of your captors.. your glory..” His words faded as Akasha was disturbed by the smell of blood.

In the garden, she picked up on the chambermaid\'s monthly bleeding. It had been so long since she had fed, that the scent interrupted her meditation and beckoned her to feast. She had to turn and force herself to run out and away through the hills and wait out this blood temptation. She did not want to ruin her Sire’s plan by giving in to the rich scent of blood that was pouring forth from between this girl\'s legs.

She climbed through the pathway and found an old mine that had long since been abandoned. Walking along the tunnel paths, she found her way deep into the mine using her sense of Auspex. Each of the different rocks and plants cast an aura, painting a beautiful, rfulrful existence. Concentrating, she could easily walk in almost complete darkness guided by the glow of energy emanating all around her. Finding a smooth open space, she sat down and tried to meditate again. Yet it was useless, for she was mentally and physically exhausted already.

Stealing herself away in this cave over a week, she insured the servant\'s and her own survival. She continued to practice her Auspex, seeking out different fragrances and listening to conversations that were happening back at the Chateau. She could hear the chambermaid talking to the cook about how ‘the master’ was expected back in a fortnight and had instructed for the bedchambers nearest him to be made ready. The buzzing of the servants let her know this guest that was to arrive was very important, and her Sire wanted everything perfect.

Akasha returned long after the servants had retired. Silently, she made her way up the stairs to the water closet. She began to heat water to fill the basin for a much needed bath. All the while her mind raced, trying to determine who he was bringing and how would she prepare. Slipping into the hot water, her body completely relaxed and she tried again to meditate.

Finding Lord Vyron was easy enough; her blood coursed with his and his fragrance was one she could detect months after he had brushed by some object. He was traveling along the mountain paths, up to the chateau finally. But t was was another with him, one shrouded in darkness. She could not discern an image, but only know that he was not alone. Concentrating as much as she could, she gained only the knowledge that he was traveling a w a woman. It was Lord Vyron’s posture that gave this away and only because she knew him well.

Jealousy lit across her, as she had never known. Interloper! How could he bring another here? Her eyes ablaze, she finished her bath and wrapped in a big blanket, then made her way to bed. She was incensed at the idea of sharing him with anyone. She couldn’t rest and lay in her bed through the daylight thinking, trying to figure out what she would do. She knew that as his guest she couldn’t outright kill her, but to silently bide her time and keep quieemeeemed such impossibility for her.

At last, night crested over the mountains and Akasha could hear the carriage drawing near. She took extra care to dress in a lovely black gown with blue silk paneling and embroidery. She knew all to well her own loveliness; in blue to accent her eyes, yet she was careful not to look too well dressed. She didn’t want to be obvious in her intent, so she let her hair cascade down around her shoulders and didn’t put on one item of jewelry.

Patiently she waited for them to enter, so as not to appear anxious. She hid her face in a book and read. He always knew if she weren’t actually reading. So she forced herself to not only feign interest, but actually read some old crusty book on philosophy.

She tried not to listen as the servants bustled about, carrying bags and packages and attending to their returning Lord and Master’s every need. The squeals and gasps, though, were hard to miss, as his guest was entering the Chateau. He walked in to the main room ahead of her and said, “Aaaah Akasha, it\'s good to see you reading, but put that down. This is evilwillow. She is here at my request to help guide and train you. You will give her the same respect and courtesy that you have for me.” Looking past Lord Vyron, Akasha had to stumble to her feet, for the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on was approaching her.

evilwillow, a name she was strangely familiar with, was standing before her in all her grace and elegance at just more than a mere five feet, and she was looking eye to eye with Akasha. Her green eyes were something to be enjoyed, as they dazzled and sparkled as only the richest peridots did. They were highlighted by her milky white skin that was silky smooth and without a blemish; it was a wonder anyone could ever look away. Such perfection, her face was framed by fiery red hair that draped over her shoulders like a cape of fine silk. Quickly glancing downward, her body captivated the mind, as every sweet nuance was hinted at through her Egyptian robes. Akasha, trying to regain some composure, bowed slightly to evilwillow. “Forgive my absent tongue. I will submit myself willingly to thy bidding my lady”

evilwillow smiled slightly. “I will expect more of every part of you; including your tongue.” Her
smile became a little wicked upon the edges as she turned to Lord Vyron. “She will need a lot of work. I sense some potential yet her ability to mask her true thoughts needs attention. I think we should begin as soon as possible.” As she said her last words, evilwillow was looking intently at Akasha, making Akasha feel like she was completely undressed and could hide nothing from this creature.

“Agreed.” Lord Vyron spun on his heel and beckoned Akasha to follow. They walked up the central staircase, and as they past one of the servants, Lord Vyron said to him, “We are not to be disturbed tonight, make it known to the others.” With that, they continued down the hallway, to the tall dark mahogany doors that opened to the Masters chambers.

Once inside, Akasha felt extraordinarily nervous. They always trained in the main room and she was puzzled as to why they needed to be in here. Her heart warmed a little as she thought of what they had done last they were in his chambers together; but now they were not alone. She looked over at evilwillow, waiting quietly to see what was going to happen next.

Lord Vyron came over to Akasha and pulled her close, “I know you must be hungry and it pleases me that you have been able to stay your hunger, till I returned. Tonight you will have a treat.” At that he walked over to his reading chair to sit. evilwillow then came over, grabbing Akasha by the nape of the neck, she brought her close and nibbled gently on her ear before hissing, “Actually, I’m the one who will have a treat.” With one of her talon sharp nails, she caught hold of the top of Akasha’s dress and tore it straight down. Pushing the fabric off her shoulders, Akasha’s stood half naked in the center of the room.

In a knee jerk reaction, Akasha stepped back trying to cover herself. She felt her body warming to the touch of this woman and her mind started to spin, as she could barely grasp what was going on.

“Right now, I know your mind. You do not do anything to hide your thoughts, yet you try to hide your succulent breasts from me.” evilwillow walked around Akasha, lifting her hair from her shoulders, so as to get a better look at her well-sculpted back. With her other hand, she sliced Akasha’s petticoats and underclothes, letting the last bits of covering fall slowly to the floor. evilwillow reached down and slapped Akasha’s bottom. “I can sense your arousal, you do nothing to hide it. You tried earlier to see me, as we traveled here on the mountain pass. I easily stopped your prying eyes from seeing me or knowing anything. This is what we will work on after you have the needed vitae. I will nurture you tonight.”

Taking Akasha’s hand, evilwillow led her to the master’s bed. At the edge of the bed, she stopped and removed her own robes. Her body was even more beautiful to look upon; her skin was perfectly soft and milky white across her whole body. Her breasts were perky, rounded teardrop shapes with little pinkish-purple, button nipples that taunted Akasha’s lips. Her curly soft hair was even a more vibrant red between her long tone legs.

evilwillow climbed onto the bed and looked back to Akasha, “Trust your desire.“ Akasha slipped in next to her but didn’t know what to do, so evilwillow reached up and kissed her and started to fondle her breasts, as she guided her down onto the bed. Akasha was becoming more passionate in her kisses and losing her inhibitions. She let herself touch evilwillow back. Their hands explored each others body’s in some unwritten dance, fondling and playing with each other’s breasts, reaching around each other and scratching down their backs to hold their bottoms. Akasha mirrored evilwillow’s every touch, as she began to learn the sensuous, alluring nature of holding a woman in her arms. She could smell the sweet scent emanating from between evilwillow\'s legs and her tongue wanted to taste this. She moved away a little and went down, pulled evilwillow\'s legs apart, and began to taste a light sweet peach flavor. Her tongue plunged into evilwillow, exploring her deeply, trying to find the source of this nectar. As she continued, evilwillow grabbed Akasha’s thighs and pulled her body to hers. She slipped her fingers into Akasha’s black curls and pulled the lips apart for her mouth to find access to Akasha’s little nub of pleasure. Licking and toying with it, evilwillow could sense Akasha’s growing excitement as she was becoming more forceful and rough in her touch. They started sucking and licking with fervor, rhythmically the pleasure cascaded over their bodies. Akasha delighted in feeling evilwillow\'s breasts pressing up against her abdomen, as they started to arch into each other’s touch.

Lord Vyron watched till his own desire overcame him, and he stood up to remove his cloths, which were starting to restrain his rising cock. He climbed in and began kissing gently on Akasha’s bottom, as he reached between them and grabbed her left breast and gently pinched her nipple.

Akasha and evilwillow continued moving each other closer to fulfilling their pleasure, when Akasha’s intensity caused her to bite down into evilwillow. The blood poured forth quickly into Akasha’s mouth, as it mingled with her sweet fluid, it became the sweetest blood wine Akasha could imagine. She sucked hard on evilwillow, who threw her head back and screamed with pleasure. Akasha barely noticed that Lord Vyron had slipped into the bed with them.

He had to have them, their glistening breasts and the smell of the their bodies mingling made the pressure unbearable. He moved Akasha over a little and pushed inside evilwillow’s bleeding pussy. He glided easily into her snug depths, as he thrust himself all the way. He could smell Akasha\'s hot swollen lips beckoning him; he would have her as well. He reached across, still pounding evilwillow, as he brought his mouth between Akasha’s waiting legs. Their bodies writhed in pleasure, gyrating in unison with some unheard drummer. They continued pulsating, waves of pleasure raking them faster and faster. Moaning and moving quicker, sweat beaded over their bodies with the heat rising from the intensity of their undulating flesh. Till with one final thrust, lick and suck, their bodies’ rode the wave of immense pleasure and they collapsed together in complete exhaustion.

After thad had rested, evilwillow reached over to Akasha and kissed her deeply. Moving back a little, she looked deeply into Akasha’s eyes. “You now have my blood in you and we will be able to finish your training. You will be a strong and vicious vampire when we are done, my dear.” She gently touched Akasha’s cheek with her fingers, as she started kissing her again. Their bodies began moving again, for the night was young and exploring each other had really only just begun.