UWS: 2.01 - You're finally awake

Calia woke up disoriented and dazed, she found herself in an unknown room it smelled of rich floral scented and something metallic like–iron, blood? Maybe?

A semi-lucid thought crossed her mind: Did she dream all that? Was she still dreaming? She had to be, where she could have been. She was sure, she was in the dorm and then she–

Reality sunk like a ship without buoyancy, her neck was awfully sore, and she felt anemic, weak like she was missing something vital. 

Oh no!

She lay naked. She stared at her waist, The cock that grew out of her, was still there, shrunk to about four inches, her body ached, with soreness all over, like it’s been overused in a way she couldn’t grasp. Her breasts felt unnaturally heavy, they moved uncomfortably between the bedsheets. 

Her cock was sore like she had cum too much, even touching it felt exhausting. 

The room she was in, was strangely homely despite some ominous details. Blood-red curtains hid the morning light, only briefly peeking through. There were bookshelves crammed into arcane tomes, a few were suspiciously guarded with physical locks. A statue of a bird was peaking inside, at her, it felt far too alive. 

This was Eris’s home. It wasn’t as eerie of a room, as she expected, she stared at the bed. There were signs, small signs albeit that two people had slept here. 

Oh boy

Calia looked for the closest thing that resembled clothing she found a loose robe, and slippers that weren’t hers, then moved. Unfortunately, it did nothing to hide, her peaking cock, the robe was too small, and she had to cover it with one hand. 

The house went quiet, as she snuck through it, her footsteps echoing into innerving stillness.  The old house smelled weird like old wood, some ritualistic incense and was that Garlic?

She entered a room, the dining hall she assumed, only to find Eris seated eating at a gothic table, sipping on deep red wine from a glass very thin.

Was it even wine? Could be blood.

She sat in a pale nightgown, her blackened lips and eyeliner smeared across her pale face. Her black bob, which half defied gravity at the tip of her head, was messy. 

It was an almost comical sight. The dark and esoteric vampire instructor, dining on softboiled eggs and some simple pastries, even fruit. 

Where were the blood, the severed hands, and all other cruel things vampires did? 

Eris caught her staring, she raised her glass and her brow. “Calia,” she called out voice firm. She gestures to the chair across her. Silently commanded. “Sit.” Like she was a dog that had to be commanded. She sits, her cock making an awkward flop out under and against her thigh, as she sat down. Heat moved from her face. Eris looked unamused., sipping her wine like she didn’t just watch a female dick bounce around. 

“Yes, ma’am”

“Let us be clear, inside the academy it’s Miss Eris or instructor Eris.” Calia nods nervously. “In private, I expect you to call me master. Though Eris is fine except, expect a slap for it every now and then.”

It was such a weird dynamic, was she just thrown into the whirlpool now, was she expected to be tied to a vampire until she left the magic school?

Calia shifted, she caught herself being overly horny again, she stared at her master’s breasts, peaking through the gown. 

[Levitate] Eris said.

Then Calia started floating, being lifted off from the table, she kicked and thrashed mid-air, making her gown fall off. Making her body bare again.

“Hmm, If I catch you peaking while I'm giving a lecture, I’m going to publicly humiliate you, do you understand.”

“Yes, Eris, I mean master,” she murmured, nervously.

“If you can’t control your libido, then make a plan, it’s highly inappropriate to continue to do so.”

She dropped Calia to the ground making her fall with a thud. 

“Ooo–!!”

Calia winced in pain, she stood up seating, a frown on her face. She stared at Eris eating, her body in desperate need of food–whatever happened last night, had drained her in more ways than one. 

“Wait!” she blurted suddenly,” Did you turn me into a thrall.”

Eris snickered. “If I did, you wouldn’t be asking."

"That’s exactly what a vampire would say to trick me into thinking I’m not a thrall!"

Eris gives her an unimpressed look. "You’re exhausting. I’m not allowed to make thralls or summon the undead or curse people at the academy."

That’s not a no!

“No, instead you drink the blood of haplessly vulnerable individuals.”

Eris looked confused. "Did you not agree, when we made the pact proclamation? 

Calia looked away. “I agreed, but your details didn't come with terms.”

"And yet the sex didn't bother you, no you enjoyed you lech."

Eris shook her head. 

“The elf girl, she saw your transformation in real life, I told her to keep her mouth shut or else." Eris played with her wine, then asked. “Do you trust her?”

"Yes, no, I... don’t know," Calia admits. “She helped me with Lilith’s kiss once, it stopped until I went to read the book.”

Eris hums in thought. “She knew how to ease it, which means she’s not as simple as she presents herself, the next time, I summon you, bring her along will you.”

“Wait, where exactly are we?”

“A few kilometers from the academy, in one of my demesne’s, as is the room you found yourself in, it was warded even, so that passersby would ignore it and yet you were drawn there…because of your condition,” Eris stated. “Another thing, based on your account of this elf, You’ve been enjoying yourself too much before proper lessons have begun. Perhaps you're in need… discipline. I promise I won’t spank you too hard. ”

Calia nearly chokes on her food. “Excuse me?”

"You’re mine to train," Eris says smoothly. "And you’ve been reckless. That requires consequences. Don’t sleep with everyone, it will reflect on both of us if you’re secret gets out, which reminds me their are a few people I will have to tell."

"Do you have to!" Calia glares. "Also, You drained way too much of my blood you parasite.."

Eris smirks, exposing the pale curve of her neck. "Would you like some of mine in return?"

The implication is staggering. If she drank it she would almost certainly turn her into a creature of the night.

Then a sudden flutter of wings filled the room as a small bat circled the room in chaos, Calia stared with fright, bat like other vermin were repulsive creatures.

Was this another vampire?

The bat landed on Eris’s arm. 

“Calia this is my Familiar,” Eris said casually. "Noctara, introduce yourself."

The bat shimmered and shook– it stretched and twisted, and then a woman stood in its place. She was striking, with Silver hair, and exaggerated hips, that made Calia feel shame. She wore a maid outfit, pristine with a short skirt. Her eyes looked at Calia’s naked form.

“What the fuck is that!?” she said, Staring at Calia’s penis, she ducked, and peered under the table to get a good look. 

Calia covered her genitals with her hand. 

“How is that possible,”

Erish shrugs. “It’s not your problem, Noctara, fetch or make Calia something to eat, then go bathe her. 

“What!” she shouted livid. “You can’t be serious, master, I can’t put my hands on whatever that is, bathing is sacred, not reserved for animals. 

"You like getting paid, don’t you?" Eris says without looking up.

"I am still a noble. You are still a peasant. Bathe her properly. And thoroughly"

Calia, horrified, attempts to protest. "I can bathe myself, thank you very much!"

“Master, I’d do anything, but look at that…I can’t touch that…phallic thing.”

"It’s a command!" Eris huffed. "If you want to be a full-blood vampire one, day you need to earn it, now. Do as I say, or I’ll let Calia lash you with her lance of lust, on the bum."

Noctara churned like a magical steam wagon. Pissed and angry….

“What would you like to eat worm…” she said pouting, her arms crossed.

“What can may I ask for?” Calia asked. Staring at the maid from breast to heel.

“Anything you like my apprentice."

“Anything…” Calia wondered.

Noctara, threw her arms forward in defeat.

"Apprentice!"  Noctara shouted. "What about-"

"We won't speak about her, now follow my instructions before I get become furious"

Noctara started kicking air.