Tina thought for a moment before answering. Jenny had never held any
appeal for her. That woman was just a little too spooky for her tastes,
old or new. “In her own way,” she answered tactfully.

Susan laughed at Tina’s tentative but tactful answer. “She just needs a
strong hand to learn her place.” Susan’s face lit up as she recalled
the games they’d played earlier. Once they firmly established who was
in charge, Jenny was an eager student. Susan suspected that even Jenny
didn’t know just how deep her love of the darkness went, and she was
going to very much enjoy showing her. A month could feel like an
eternity at the hands of a good Domme.

Susan was most certainly a good Domme, and Jenny was going to benefit
from her tutelage. Tina sipped her drink and Susan nodded,

“Not worried that Shane will fall in love with the Vampiress Jo
Wheaton?” Susan stated, her indigo eyes narrowing with mischief.

“Definitely not. Shane knows her place, and it’s by my side, now and
forever long as I command it.” Tina stated, and Susan smiled at the
response, Tina wasn’t going to let go of this girl even when her
training time was up. She liked that, she had counted on it.

~*~*~*~*~*

Shane woke up, aching filled every fiber of her body. A whimper escaped
her as she sat up on the large couch. She was naked, she examined her
body, all the small bite marks that Jo’d inflicted were gone, healed.
Yet she still felt them all, as vividly as when Jo had inflicted them.

Shane put her hand to her mouth, feeling the sticky residue of blood
there, she licked her lips and instantly tasted the power again. Her
head swam as she put her feet to the floor, looking down at the minions
of people under her.

Shane felt like a minor god for a moment, floating above them, her whole body alive and awake like never before.

Shane found her clothes, neatly folded at the end of the couch, she
pulled off the rest of the blanket that had lovingly been laid on her
and she pulled on her clothes.

Jo was nowhere in sight, where had she gone? Shane wondered, her hands
steady as she buttoned her shirt and slid her feet into her shoes.

Come to the bar Shane heard a whisper coming from somewhere,
and she looked around the room, scared for a moment. The voice, it had
been in her head, hadn’t it?