Concerto For Souls, Part 3.6

                             THE SURPRISE
                             by darkangel

        "Oh, Janette, could you come here, please?"  Natalie smiled to
herself as she readied the handcuffs she held open before her as she hid
behind the door.
        Janette entered the room, looking around.  "What?  The club's
about to open, I haven't time for--  Oof!"  All the breath rushed out of
her as Natalie tackled her from behind, both of them landing face-down on
the bed.  Natalie snapped the handcuffs closed despite Janette's struggles.
        Even after the cuffs were on, Natalie held her lover's wrists
together, knowing how easily a vampire of Janette's age could break
steel.  "Quiet," she whispered authoritatively.  "Otherwise, I'll have to
punish you even more."  She felt Janette relax as the other woman
realized what was taking place.
        Janette began to struggle again, but more for show this time.  "I
have work to do.  Let me go!"
        Natalie laughed cruelly.  "I think not, not after what you did to
me the other night."  She drew back from Janette, standing long enough to
pull the dark-haired woman's dress up, above her waist.  She wore no
underwear beneath, and it made Nat's task even easier.  She made a quick
adjustment to the harness she wore about her hips, and then plunged the
enormous rubber cock she wore into Janette's unsuspecting sex.  Janette's
cry of pain made Natalie even more aroused, and she clutched a handful of
dark hair in her hand, pulling at it as she began thrusting in earnest.
        Janette's gasp of pain were rapidly becoming moans of enthusiasm,
and Natalie smiled as her lover came, writhing beneath her.  Finally,
when Janette's cries had stilled, Natalie pulled away and stood, removing
the harness.  When she looked back to the bed, Janette was standing,
tugging her skirt back down.
        Janette came close to face Natalie, eyes yellow and fangs bared.
"You--- bitch!"  Her hand slapped Natalie across the face sharply.  Nat
looked at her, afraid that her lover really was angry.  Janette snarled
as she grabbed Nat's shirt collar and pulled her closer.
        The kiss was full of passion, almost violently so.  Janette
finally, when Nat was short of breath, she pulled away and smiled
ferally.  "This, cherie," she said as she walked out the door, "is
all-out war."
        Natalie grinned.  Tonight, after the club closed, there would be
hell to pay.
        She couldn't wait.