The Dracula of Dravenmoore

Chapter 9: The Maids' Transformation, The Gift, The Bath

That night at Dravenmoore, Alaric's chamber dim with a single candle's flicker as Margaret, 40, returns to her role as maid, a quiet duty. She smooths the furs, her clothes straining over her lush tits, chestnut curls loose, her breath quickening as she senses Alaric's transformed body behind her. He approaches slowly with his voice soft. "Why'd you run this morning?" stepping close, his heat pressing her back. Her pussy throbs, emitting a thick female scent. She speaks, "Your new body, Master Alaric...I've never seen a man so big, so...manly." His dick hardens at her scent, hugging her from behind, lips kissing her neck, hands pressing her tits. He whispers, "Want a closer look now?" She moans gently, eyes shut, pussy wetting, resisting faintly, pushing him to the bed.

As she turns to leave, Alaric catches her hand, guiding it to his throbbing dick, thick, veined, leaking precum. Margaret gasps, unable to resist, kissing him hard, her hand stroking his shaft, slow then fast, precum slicking her palm. Alaric commands, "Kneel and use your mouth." Now Alaric's eyes red, fully under his lust, and Margaret under her burning urges with Alaric's frightening red gaze. She kneels, lips wrapping his dick, sucking deep, tongue swirling the head, moaning as she takes him fully, his balls tightening as she swallows, his Dracula cum an aphrodisiac igniting her core. He cums hard, thick ropes filling her mouth, spilling down her chin as she gulps, trembling with lust.

Unexpected that night, Alaric flies to Margaret's house, naked, dick throbbing in the cool air. A noise wakes her and her husband; he stumbles to the hall, frozen by Alaric's hypnotic gaze till dawn. Alaric enters Margaret's room, her eyes widening at his nude form, dick pulsing. She sheds her shift, uncaring for the husband, pussy dripping. She opens her legs inviting her master. He pins her to the bed, fucking her raw, his dick stretching her pussy, her husband lost, thrusts deep and brutal that her tits bouncing all directions, screams wild, "Fuck me, Master, harder!" Her pussy clenches, juices soaking the mattress as he cums, seed flooding her, spilling out, her body shuddering.

Lila, 20, Elyse's maid and Margaret's daughter, wakes to the moans. As she peeks through the door, the heavy scent hits her nose, immediately arousing her. Her lithe frame trembles, pert tits stiff under her shift, pussy clenching as she watches Alaric fuck her mother. Alaric, smelling her dripping scent with his power, opens the door with a wave of his hand. Margaret catches her, beckoning, "Join us, sweet girl." She strips Lila, golden hair a halo, makes her kneel to suck Alaric's dick beside her, lips stretching as he enters their mouths, their tongues teasing him, saliva dripping as he cums again, coating their faces and filling inside their mouths. He orders, "Margaret, why don't you feed your daughter what I gave you?" Margaret passionately kisses her daughter, dumping her master's load in her throat as she swallows it all, with fingers in her mother's pussy as she climaxes, Margaret shuddering too. He bites them both, turning them into his kin, their vampiric eyes glowing, loyalty sealed in a tangle of lust-soaked limbs.

Later, in a steam-filled chamber, Lysandra bathes in a copper tub, her secret bath, water lapping her naked form, pussy glistening beneath golden pussy hair. Jane enters, blouse loose, tits swaying. Lysandra spots kiss marks and scratches on Jane's neck. "What's this?" she demands, voice sharp, sponge pausing on her thigh. Jane flushes, fearing, "From Lord Alaric...his touch, his hunger." Lysandra's pussy clenches. "Wha...what! My son...my son done this?" Her pussy tightening. "Tell me...how...how'd he fuck you?" Jane trembles as she speaks, "In his chamber he stripped me, hands rough on my tits, dick thick plunging deeper and deeper, stretching me as he thrust, pinning me to the furs, relentless...his cum flooded me, hot seed overflowing, my pussy soaked as I screamed his name."

Lysandra's fingers plunge into her pussy, stroking hard, pinching her nipple till it reddens, moaning as she imagines Alaric fucking her. "More...how deep?" Jane whispers, "So deep...his balls slapping my ass, I heard that sound in my ears, cum spilling as I came, my body become his fully after that." Lysandra cums, pussy spasming, juices mingling with the water, moaning in low voice, "Alaric...fuck...me!" collapsing back, tits heaving.

Elyse, 20, enters, catching the end. "Mother?" Jane dresses hastily, fleeing as Lysandra asks Elyse, "What troubles you, my sweet?" Elyse blushes, "I saw Alaric's dick...huge...bare...and I..." Lysandra, aroused anew, "Let Mother guess, you touched yourself. It's normal, my love, no great sin, it happens in many families, don't worry yourself over this, let Mother give you a kiss," pulling Elyse close, tongue kissing her passionately. Elyse's eyes open wide as she taps her mother, still in daze. "Wha...sorry, Elyse, I...I don't know what came over me," her pussy throbbing. She is still under Alaric's passive powers from when she touched him at his chambers after he came back as Dracula.

The morning sun filters through Dravenmoore's forest, casting gold over a rattling carriage where Alaric, 22, rides beside Roderic, 40. Alaric's body, once frail from years of weakness, now ripples with muscles. Roderic's voice rumbles with pride, staff tapping the wooden floor. "Look at you, nephew, strong as a bull now, no longer needing to trail a one-handed man like me." Alaric, eyes glinting, "I'll always follow you, Uncle. Your lessons forged me, and I still need to learn more from Dravenmoore's Master." Roderic chuckles, "It's been a very long time since someone called me nephew. I've a gift waiting, something to congratulate you on your recovery." The carriage halts at a small estate, its stone walls guarded by spearmen, Roderic's private haven beyond the keep.

They enter a chamber of oak and shadow, furs draping a wide bed, torchlight flickering over a figure, a woman, naked, head shrouded in a leather mask covering her eyes and hair, leaving only her nose and mouth bare, a gag ball muffling her breath, her body trembling, tits full and swaying her every turn, nipples stiff, pussy flowing beneath silver curls, ass plump and quivering. Roderic smirks, "Your gift, Alaric. Do you like her?" Alaric staggers, dick hardening beneath his breeches, voice faltering, "What...is this real? What do I do with her?" He steps closer, hand reaching to unmask her, but Roderic grips his wrist, tight and unyielding. "No! Keep the mask on, the gift's yours to take now, only for today, not to unveil." Alaric nods, stunned, stripping his tunic and breeches, dick springing free, thick, veins hardened, dripping with precum as he approaches, awkward under Roderic's gaze. "Fuck...I'll do...her," sliding behind her, dick nudging her pussy, thrusting in slow, her muffled moan a low hum, pussy tight and wet, his breath ragged, "She's...so fucking hot," as he fucks her like he's done with his kin as his uncle's watching him, Roderic's eyes boring into him.

Roderic sighs, "Watch and learn, boy," shedding his cloak and tunic, dick rigid, climbing onto the bed. "This is how you conquer a woman." He pulls her from Alaric, flipping her onto her back, slamming his dick into her pussy, making the bed shake, stretching her wide with fast movements, her gag-muffled mouth scream a guttural roar as he pounds her, tits bouncing wildly. "Feel that, you slut...my cock owns you!" He spanks her ass till red, balls slapping her thighs, her moans escalating, deep, throaty cries, her pussy dripping juices onto the furs with her legs shaking continuously. Alaric's dick throbs, "...teac...teach me, Uncle!" Roderic grins, unstrapping the gag, her gasps loud and wild, wordless howls and pantings as he commands, "Use her mouth, son...fuck her throat while I ram her cunt." Alaric positioning himself, dick plunging past her lips, gagging her, "Take it, you filthy bitch...suck my cock!" her moans vibrating around him, pussy and mouth stuffed as they double-penetrate her, Roderic roaring, "Conquer her, Alaric...make her scream for your dick!" Her body quakes, cum-soaked and trembling, pussy clenching as Roderic floods her, seed spilling out, Alaric cumming down her throat, her choked moans a storm of surrender.

Roderic pulls out, dick slick, sitting in a chair. "Now dominate her, boy...show me what you've learned." Alaric flips her onto her knees, dick slamming doggy-style, ass quaking. "Take it, you dirty slut...beg for my cock without words!" Her moans rise louder, desperate wails with her pussy dripping as he spanks her, "Fuck, you're mine now!" cumming again, seed painting her ass, her body shuddering, collapsing in a wet heap. Alaric pants, looking at her collapsed body and little loosened mask. Alaric blurted, "Her body looks like Grandmother's, oh...wait...sorry, Uncle, I don't know why I said that, I'm just tired and spoke nonsense." Roderic laughs as it was indeed his grandmother Melissa, Roderic's mother. He tells, "Dress up now, nephew, more gifts await." They clothe themselves, Melissa's moans fading, and Roderic leads him to another room, air thick with perfume, where two noble ladies wait.

"Lira and Mara, your fiancées," Roderic declares, Alaric stunned by their appearances, igniting his desires he's fighting. Lira, 21, petite with golden hair spilling from, a younger echo of Lysandra his mother, tits firm and high, ass pert, and Mara, 24, busty and taller than Alaric, an older shadow of Elyse his sister, tits massive and swaying, thighs thick with power. Alaric's dick stirs, "Both of them?" Roderic grins, "Both, lad. Make them as you see fit, they're yours." Alaric baffled by the situations unfolding.

Back at Dravenmoore, morning bathes the steam-filled bath chamber in soft light, Lysandra soaking in the wide tub, her tits floating, pussy teasing the water's edge, when Elyse, 20, slips in, her white shift clinging wetly, eyes burning from the night she kissed her mother passionately, Alaric's dick haunting her dreams. "Mother...I can't stop thinking of his...Alaric's...cock...huge, thick...in my dreams," she confesses, in a drowsy state due to frequently masturbating, her pussy tingling, tits heaving as Lysandra, aroused with pent-up lust for days as she smirks, inviting, "Get in, my daughter. Tell me more about this dream." Elyse strips, climbing in, water sloshing. "It's massive...veins pulsing, head dripping...fucking me...I want it...I wanted it...wanted it more...I wanted it in me!" Lysandra moans, pussy clenching, "Come here, my sweet...," pulling Elyse close, lips crashing, tongues tangling in a wet, hungry kiss, fingers plunging into Elyse's pussy, "Cum for me, my daughter, my dirty princess!" Elyse gasps, "Oh...ohhh...fuck...yes, Mother, penetrate me hard!" tits bouncing as Lysandra sucks her nipples, tongue lashing, "Scream, you slut...wet my hand!" Elyse cums, pussy spasming, juices swirling in the water, "Fuck...ahhh...Mother!" trembling as Lysandra flips her, tongue plunging into her pussy from behind, "Taste so good, my girl...cum again!" Elyse screams, "Oh, wreck me! Make me...cummmm..." cumming harder, body shaking, when the door bangs open.

Gavyn, 23, smirks, "Is this how a queen and princess a mother and daughter behave...fucking like whores?" Elyse freezes, pussy dripping, "No...no...don't tell!" but Lysandra laughs, "Drop the act, Gavyn...join us, you horny bastard." Gavyn grins, stripping, dick throbbing thick and veined, "Just testing you, sweet Elyse...now watch me fuck your mother."

He lifts Lysandra from the tub, water streaming off her tits, leading them through damp tunnels to his chamber, air thick with scent of semen. He tosses Lysandra onto the bed, jumping atop her, "You dare call me a bastard, you drooling slut? Now I'm gonna fuck you raw, slutty queen. Beg for my cock!" The queen laughs, "What? Don't you like it when I call you bastard? You even got hard hearin..." Gavyn slamming into her pussy without making her finish the sentence, stretching her, she screams, "Oh fuck...!" wild as he thrusts, spanking her ass, "Take it, you filthy bitch...tell me how my dick owns you!" She moans, "So fucking big...wrecking my cunt...fuck me deeper, cum in me!" pussy dripping, tits bouncing as he growls, "Im Gonna paint you with my cum, you whore...every hole!" He cums, seed flooding her pussy, pulling out to spatter her ass, tits, face, cum dripping as she screams, "Yes...mark me, you beast!" She falls into her bed panting. Elyse watches, fingering her pussy, cumming hard, "Fuc...Mothr...!" juices soaking the floor.

Gavyn approaches Elyse, licking her cum from her thighs, sucking her clit, "Tastes sweet, little slut. Stay still for me!" her body quaking with a little moan, "Ahh...ah...ah," as he rubs his dick against her pussy, not entering, "Feel that, princess? Want it inside?" She gasps, nods hesitantly, but he pulls back, kissing her deep, tongue sucking hers, "Not yet, work calls," leaving through the tunnels, dick swinging, her pussy aching, Lysandra panting, "He's a wild one, isn't he?"

Chapter 10: Roderic's Past, Alaric's Play

Cedric, 21, paces Dravenmoore's armory, his dick stirring with restless heat, sleepless for days, unable to take his mind off Roderic's tale of fucking Melissa, a mirror to his own craving. As he nears Roderic, who stands by a rack of longswords, "Uncl...um...Father," Cedric begins, voice with shame and yearning, hands clenching, "I need to know...how did you fuck Melissa, your mother? How'd you claim her cunt for you?...Tell me everything about you, Father. I want to be like you." His heart pounds, dick twitching beneath his tights, the taboo consuming him.

Roderic's smirk softens, eyes glinting with memory, leaning close. "You want the story of it, boy? How I fucked my mother, took her pussy as my prize? It's a knight's conquest in my days as prince. Listen well, it might help in your conquest too."

He steps nearer as he recounts, "At 21, I was the heir to this place, a knight ranked top 10 in this continent, a sword in my hand equals 20 knights. I was called Dravenmoore's monster. Other top knights feared to challenge me as a defeat would stain their name. Many people still think I was called that because of my power," he laughs. "I was called that because of my lust. It was insatiable, unquenchable lust I had. I fucked tavern wenches till their cunts dripped, pinned noble dames in shadowed halls, their screams echoing the hall. I fucked every wife of the knights and soldiers I've defeated. It was also a condition to duel me for people eyeing my place in top 10, my son. I was never defeated. I only loathed scholars, especially the king's aid at that time. He judged me evil to strip my status as heir, so I fucked the king's attendant's wife in a hayloft, her pussy tight and soaking, tits bouncing as I thrust, her daughter next, bent over a bale, ass red from my slaps, her moans wild as I filled her with cum."

Cedric's breath quickens, dick rigid, precum leaking as Roderic's voice deepens, "I took a merchant's widow at a feast, her gown torn, pussy wet as I fucked her against a table, guests gawking, her screams in pleasure echoing as I came, seed dripping down her thighs. A knight's sister, a female knight in a tourney tent, stripped her armor, sucked her tits till she begged, fucked her doggy-style, her cunt clenching me, cumming hard while her brother dueled outside. But Melissa...my mother...was the flame I couldn't quench, her tits swaying as she bathed, pussy a grail I'd kill to fuck. I'd watch her through the tunnels, fucking the king, her moans driving my dick mad, cumming in my hand as I dreamed of her beneath me."

Roderic's tone shifts, "I whispered to her at feasts...'Mother, your beauty makes even a young knight nervous,' brushing her ass in halls, slipping heavy alcoholic wine. One day I've caught my brother Theodoric masturbating using Alyssa, your aunt's, panties. I let him inside the tunnels only known to heirs, showed him the peephole I've made. I thought he might also have lust like me. I was foolish to consider him as brother; he always saw me as an obstacle in his way to obtain the crown. That bastard revealed about me to my mother and father next day. I was banished to frontier. An assassin took my hand and knee while I was drunk. I was allowed to return to rest from heavy wounds. Father and my mother Melissa grew cold after Theodoric snitching me. No one visited me in my rehabilitation, nor my friends who trained daily with me, or my father and mother. My pride was bleeding, but the attendant I loathed visited me. I asked him, 'Do you come to laugh at my state?' To my surprise, he talked warmly, 'No, my prince, I knew something like this will happen. I pleaded the king not to exile you, and even now you're in the capital due to my pleading.' I was very surprised of that old man's actions. 'You? Why, even when the whole world turned its back on me?' The old man sighed, 'Don't worry, my prince, as I would bring no harm to you. Why am I helping you? Keep it as I liked the shows you put at hayloft, your adventures with my wife and daughter. Also, it is not the time to feel like the world turned its back 'cause it was made to turn against you, my lord. Your wounds are caused not by your enemies but planned by someone of your blood. Rest now, later I will send my wife and daughter to take care of you.' I laughed as he left the room.

I tracked the assassin order to origin with the attendant's help. As the attendant guessed, it was Theodoric. Without proof and power, I learned under him his ways of brilliance, his techniques. With his alchemy, I brewed potions: one to make the king's cock limp and useless; one to sterilize Theodoric, his seed dead; one set Melissa's pussy ablaze, aching for sex. I used the maids to make them three drink the potions. The king soon couldn't perform in bed, leaving his wife aching. Theodoric, unknown, he could have an heir. Melissa burned with lust due to her husband's dysfunction, her eyes filled with lust as days go by, unable to quench her lust with her status as queen should not be dishonored."

Cedric's balls tighten, dick throbbing as Roderic growls, "When the scholar retired, I was appointed as the king's aid. I thanked my father, hugged him, his weak body, then I hugged my mother tight as my hard dick perfectly grazed her pussy lips. I felt a wetness quickly, her nipples stiff pressing my cheek as I, one hand on her shoulder, gripped hard. I whispered, 'Come to my chamber tonight, Mother.' That night she came to my chamber. She started, 'Do you know what you've done, son, at that hall? We are proud of you one time, and you do something like that. Are you not ashamed enough? We finally thought you changed to a better man,' going on about what I've done at the hall. I handed out a goblet of wine. 'Drink this, Mother. You've been talking nonstop, your throat must be thirsty,' a rare alchemy gift that will peak lust instantly, a gift from my master. She took it, drinking hastily, emptying in one sip. She started to continue her lecture. Suddenly her quick replies break. I noticed the wine working. I extinguished the only lamp in my room as the whole room became dark, unable to see. She shouted, 'You stupid son, what are you even doing now?' I shushed her lips with my finger. I could feel her heat from her lips. I whispered to her, 'Mother, before you, now I stand completely bare, your son naked, still with his lust for you from years before pent up, throbbing, I know Father is weak, but you're still young and beautiful as I said that day. Let us embrace each other tonight in this dark; no one can see.' She didn't reply as I went near. Her sapphire gown fell, tits swaying, pussy dripping. Without speaking, she took my hand, placed it on her pussy. I touched her slow, her lips crashed into mine, tongue plunging into each other's, tasting, and I fucked her raw on my furs, her pussy clenching my dick tight, her screams echoing the dark, 'Roderic...fuck me...my son!' Her tits red from my hands grabbing and pressing, I sucked her nipples, biting it, she moaning as I fuck in her arched state, pressing her, 'Tell me, Mother, whose dick makes you cum? Tell me, who owns you now? How do you like this exiled dick?' her pussy clenching with every question, 'Ohh...Roderic...my son...you...you're the one...bigger...harder...manlier...my son...my king,' her body shivered, juices soaked me as she came, my cum flooding her, marking her mine."