Debs awoke to find her lover lying patiently beside her. She gazed into Cindy's eyes and Cindy smiled showing her fangs, the edges of her mouth flecked with Deborah's blood. Debs instinctively moved in and kissed Cindy, their tongues played around each other's mouths and Debs tasted the iron tang of her once human blood.
"How do you feel?" Asked Cindy
Debs paused for a moment "Alive!" she said with a smile.
"Good, now here's the catch. I was turned by a vampire called Sam and she has control over me. It seems if you want to, you can make anyone you turn into your slave. Now I did not do that with you, we are partners and as tempting as it was to have you as my cute little sex slave I want us to be equals. But I can't stop Sam. That's where I need your help."
"Anything for you darling."
"Well we can't stay here, we both have to leave home forever. But I want you to dress up for Sam, deal?"
"Deal." Debs said with a smile.
Sam sensed Cindy as she entered the tattoo shop. She was wearing her black basque, tight black trousers and black boots with the stiletto heals. She reclined on her chez longue languidly like a sleepy panther.
Cindy first came into the back room, her hair was pulled into pig tails, with jet black lipstick, she had a black satin chocker around her neck, she was wearing a black boob tube that only just held in her small firm breasts and a black mini skirt, protruding from just below the hem line was the top of her black sheen hold ups. Finally she had a pair of black patent stripper shoes she looked like an absolute slut.
Then in walked Debs, she was wearing all white, a tight fitting tennis top, white pleated skirt, white knee high socks and white sports shoes.
"What do you think mistress." Said Cindy with a smile "The whore and the virgin."
"Mmm, delicious. You impress me slave."
Debs and Cindy stood in the middle of the dark room, lit only with red lights awaiting orders from their mistress.
