Part 12

Chapter Thirty-four: Freedom is an oft-used word.

Maldea squirmed out from the pile of exhausted bodies, her breath still catching from her last cataclysmic orgasm. She stole across the floor to sit cross-legged by Jeff; Maldea stared down at his peaceful face. Was he really just sleeping? How would she feel about him after his transformation? Love was love wasn't it - so it shouldn't matter to her. Love - how was this possible? Maldea had known him for such a short time, but his bravery, his mere presence thrilled her so.

"He can't respond to your day-dreaming, slut" Mika's voice burst though Maldea's reverie.

"I was just..." Maldea's reply was cut rudely short.

"It is of no concern, service me" Mika stood with her legs wide apart thrusting her bare mound forward.

Maldea scrambled to her feet knowing that to keep Mika waiting would be unforgivable. Maldea busied her lips, sucking Mika's hardening clit into her mouth and bathing it with her tongue. Almost without thought, Maldea's left hand snaked down her stomach and parted her bruised lips to circle the tender and overworked bud that nestled within. If Maldea strained her eyes to the right, she could just see Jeff's fetal form curled on the floor, a pulse of passion burst through her. Out of nowhere Maldea was sent sprawling by a vicious slap.

"You dare to take your attention away from your mistress. There are limits - even for a slut" Mika grinned, "You will join the roost - then you will know where your loyalties lie!"

Mika turned and prodded vigorously at the nearest body in the pile with her well-turned foot.

"Awaken, you have a new sister to welcome" Mika snapped at the sleeping women.

Soon all were ready, Mika and Maldea stood next to the mirror closely observed by Christina, Agnes and Lesley. There was an air of sensual expectation, unrequited lust crackled through the low ceilinged basement. Mika began to run her hands softly over Maldea's bud-like breasts, thickening the expectant nipples. Arching her back luxuriantly Maldea bared the long sweep of her neck, and in a second Mika's fingers were caressing it; tasting the life that beat so energetically the carotid artery. As Mika bent her face towards the girl, pure lust rose in four heaving bosoms.

In one bosom something other rose; Agnes felt pure hatred; her pupil was about to suffer the final humiliation - she must stop it! For long milliseconds Agnes did nothing, and then it all happened at once.

Agnes broke ranks and dashed towards the snapped pool cue. Mika swung around furious at the interruption to her initiation. The sharp point of the pool cue ferociously hurled by the former nun greeted her. The shot was entirely accurate; the wooden tip spliced through the intercostals muscle between Mika's ribs and pierced the pericardium before slamming into the depths of Mika's heart. Mika buckled in agony falling gracelessly to her knees. Her eyes shone deadly red as she grappled with the makeshift stake in her breast.

"You will suffer for this Agnes - for eternity," Mika wheezed.

Agnes stood statue-like - her vampire self struck by the enormity of her traitorous act; within Agnes the good rejoiced. Mika's power waned momentarily as she concentrated on saving her immortal soul from hell's pit. Temporarily released Jeff immediately woke and seeing the situation sprang into action - he rushed Mika, slamming his full weight onto the protruding cue handle.

Mika erupted in a final scream of futility as the splintered cue burst through her back. Mika toppled backwards until she touched the mirrors grasping surface; it was as if a black hole had opened in her chest, her very being was ripped into the wound through her spasming body - and out to the hungry mirror. The process accelerated in a flurry of body parts and bones until all was consumed.

Maldea and Jeff were left standing in awe gazing at the still mirror and the bodies collapsed around it. Maldea rushed to Agnes's side only to gape in horror at her decaying features, painfully Agnes spoke.

"Mika is free now as am I, and the others, go Maldea quickly - and never return to this cursed house," the words hissed over cracked parchment lips.

"How can we save you? How can I save mamma?" Maldea asked the tears coursing down her cheeks.

"Nothing can save us, we are the damned - but at least I saved you, my pupil..." Agnes slumped in Maldea's arms as her last breath rattled through her.

Jeff walked over to Maldea's side and gently rested his hand on her bare shoulder.

"She was right, we should dress and leave - there is nothing here for either of us now." Jeff suggested tenderly.

Maldea rose and buried her head in Jeff's comforting shoulder as deep sobs wracked her small frame.

Chapter Thirty-five: Love conquers.

It had been a long and sullen walk back to Maldea's empty home. Jeff cradled her all the way - but could find no words to comfort the shocked girl. As they approached the door Maldea stiffened.

"Jeff will you stay with me? I can't do this alone," she sighed.

Jeff made up his mind in an instant; making up his parents minds' would take longer. Still the decision was made.

"Give me half an hour, I'll get some things and be back - I promise!" Jeff replied with a half grin.

"Can I come with you? I don't want to be alone," asked Maldea.

Jeff could almost see the look of disapproval on his mothers face.

"It's best if you don't, I need to do this without a fuss," Jeff suggested, "look wait in the Seven-Eleven, and I'll be back before you know it."

"O.K, but don't let me down" Maldea said softly, her brow creasing.

Jeff placed a peck of a kiss on the frightened furrows.

"I'm here to look after you Maldea, I promise."

They parted and Jeff scurried away, desperately thinking of how to break this news to his folks. The easiest way was the best - he wouldn't tell them! After tonight Jeff felt more than capable of making his own decisions, and this one was final!

He strode confidently on whistling tunelessly. Then a tune came to mind, how did those first bars of the Buffy intro. go? Jeff the slayer, it had a ring to it. For the first time ever Jeff felt he had it all. He felt nine feet tall, he was sure if he jumped he'd float just like someone on a moonwalk. Was this just the adrenalin buzz? No this must be love; this was Maldea's effect on him.

Maldea's face split into a wide grin as a heavily laden but smiling Jeff staggered into the convenience store.

"You were quick - so your parents are alright with it?" Maldea asked.

"My parents were to busy arguing to notice, I hope we never get like that!" Jeff laughed.

Maldea said nothing; she just snuggled up to his body and relieved him of two substantial bags. Together they walked home.

Days passed into weeks and together they stayed, Jeff got a job at the Seven-Eleven and Maldea carried on cleaning at the club. Jeff made Maldea's life fun for the first time, and he was patient with her. He understood that their love needed to be platonic while Maldea recovered. They slept in the same bed, and shared the same shower, but Jeff never pushed Maldea on the physical side. He knew only too well what she had been through. She still regularly woke screaming in the early hours.

Maldea lay on the bed watching late night TV when Jeff arrived home.

"Hi love, I'm bushed - I hope you don't mind if I crash out" Jeff asked.

"No, I look forward to our night time talks, but you look shattered. Just rest and I'll cuddle you to sleep." Maldea's dark eyes smiled.

Minutes later Jeff was asleep, cosseted in Maldea's soft arms. The TV increased in volume as a new girl band was introduced with much razzamatazz. Maldea reached for the remote to turn down the sound, but unused it fell from her hand.

"The newest phenomenon from the old world to take America by storm - I give you 'LES BITCHES' - extreme!"

Maldea watched in awe as the seven leather clad beauties burst into their opening number. The costumes showed more than nakedness could ever have done, accentuating every curve and hollow. Their body language was clear, strong and intensely sexual. Maldea felt her body respond to the memory of supple women against her.

'This is wrong! I have Jeff - I don't need this any more.'

Maldea screamed pushing the images as far away from her mind as she could. Jeff was awake in an instant, comforting her, holding her and soothing the terrors away. To his surprise Maldea slipped from him, and wriggled down the bed. Jeff jolted with delight as Maldea's mouth closed around his limp penis. Tired or not, the weeks of patience told his body to respond with urgency, and he instantly stiffened. Jeff's pounding glans pulsed against the back of Maldea's tongue.

"Are you sure?" he asked incredulously.

Maldea replied by cupping his testicles and rotating her tongue around the root of his cock.

"Gooood answer!" he gasped.

Maldea drew him to full erection and then swung around; her smooth back filled his view as she straddled him. Her young body swallowed his full length in one fluid movement. Maldea bucked against him furiously, sliding his entire cocks length in and out of her trembling body. As Madlea watched the TV she brought both her hands down to her groin; her left hand pressed her tummy hard to push her mound forward - while the fingers of her right hand massaged her hard clitoris. Her eyes were wide and filled with female flesh as she ground her orgasm past its first peak, onto its second, and then a spectacular third. Jeff shouted his joy to the world as he exploded in Maldea's grasping quim.