Master had taken centuries to build his fortune, and in the twenty-first century he kept the money coming in by wisely investing in businesses that were guaranteed to make him money. These usually involved the food and entertainment industries, and while most people were more than willing to let a rich vampire become co-owner of their companies, some were not so willing. Lauren Whitt, the owner of McGill's Dragon Pub, was one such person. Master had been trying for two years to set up a meeting with her, and she always put him off with one excuse or another. He suspected she was afraid to do business with him because he was a vampire. Although vampires had the same rights as true humans, a lot of people were still afraid of them.
Unwilling to wait any longer, he decided to pay her a personal unannounced visit. Since it was going to be over night he decided to take Rick with him, and maybe Helena, just incase a beautiful blond man was not as interesting to her as a beautiful woman. Yes, he was not against using bait to get his way.
Rick was dressed in his usual loose yellow shirt open on the sides and crotchless jeans. The front of the shirt was long enough to hide his cock and balls unless he was aroused and then nothing would be able to hide that hardware. As usual Master made him wear a plug that could be turned on to vibrate by remote controls. For the time being Master decided not to attach anything to his nipples. Still Rick had such nice nipples, so sensitive and tasty. He pinched them hard between his fingers and smiled when Rick reacted with a whimper of lust.
Helena on the other hand Master dressed in a nearly transparent blouse of pale blue and the pales of suede chaps. Beneath it the thin blouse her luscious tits were pinned with tiny enameled ladybugs trimmed in gold. They were clearly visible under the blouse if the leather vest she wore over it opened just right. Since her blouse could not hide her naked pussy Master allowed her to wear a pale white thong. A remote control butterfly nestled against her clit beneath them.
"Such sweet treats," he said and hefted her ripe breasts. "Now I must go dine before we leave."
Master called Maurice and Andre into his bedroom. Maurice supplied the blood while Andre supplied the ass. Working his cock deep into his pet's body, Master fed well on the orgasms he would not let Andre have until he was satisfied. Then he and the man came together in crashing orgasms. This would tide him over until Dallas.
During the flight to Dallas, Master decided to let Helena entertain them by activating her butterfly. Agitated by the tiny clamps on her nipples and the butterfly humming against her clit, she squirmed restlessly in the seat across from Master and Rick. While they watched, she pinched her clamped nipples and rubbed her wet pussy to heighten the sensation. She sat so they could see everything. For Rick it was an eye feast watching her masturbate, his cock standing hard against his belly. She made eye contact with him and continued to play with her pussy until massive orgasms shook her body, Master smiled and asked Rick, "Do you want to fuck her?"
"Oh yes," Rick answered greedily.
Rick dropped to the floor in front of her while another orgasm shook Helena's gorgeous body. Her magnificent breasts were heaved while she squeezed the ladybugs clinging to her super sensitive nipples. Rick tore the thong and butterfly off her pussy and leaned down to run his tongue over her juicy cunt and swollen clit. She shuddered again as he ran his tongue inside of her and slurped on her hot juices. Half crazed by her pussy and the hum in his ass, he repositioned himself and rammed his cock deep inside of her hot cunt. Even though they were both well used for sex, her pussy like his ass was still super tight. Slowly drawing his cock back, fighting the urge to cum, he hesitated a second and then fucked her again. His spine became a piston as he fucked her over and over. He did not want to cum until he could hold back no longer.
Master watched Rick's ass with lustful eyes. Rick had such a hard tight ass, perfect for fucking. Sweat glistened on his lower back in the hollow before the flair of his muscular hips. When Rick could hold back no longer, he rammed his cock deep inside of Helena and exploded with a flash of lightning up his spine. She screamed as her well-used clit lit up again.
Master smiled with satisfaction. His pets were deliciously lusty. He made them clean each other up before having Rick sit back down beside him. He didn't make Helena put a butterfly back on, but he did leave the plug in Rick for tearing the first butterfly off her. Rick's ass was going to be good and ready for a thorough fucking when they reached their final destination, the Hotel Marriott.
