Spell… H-A-L-L-O-W-E-E-N 2024 – Day 3

It’s time for another piece of micro-fiction, this one about an unlikely relationship between a vampire and a hypnodomme.

Two of a Kind

Chloe had never been a nice woman in life but she was worse in death. The ruthless vampire was always prowling the night, looking for fresh blood and cruel entertainment. She had never met her match until Ruby came along.
The hypnodomme had almost twenty years of experience under her belt and could enslave anyone she wanted, even a supernatural being. They fought each other for thirty days and thirty nights. On the last day of the month, they ended up in bed hearing the other one’s voice inside their heads.
“You’re my servant,” Chloe declared, sucking Ruby’s breasts.
“And you’re mine,” the hypnotist smirked.
“Why didn’t we do this sooner?” the vampire pouted.
“Because we’re dumb, I guess… I love the way you work.”
“The feeling is mutual, dear. Lick my pussy now.”
“Not before you do mine.”
They’ll never stop teasing one another. God help whoever gets in their way.