6: Serana. Poor Serana is the victim of something bigger than herself: a conflict between her parents that has now widened affecting many innocent people as well. The girl’s attempts to stop this spiral of violence have been futile, and all that remains now is to erase her bloodline from the world. Helplessly she watches the elimination of her mother and father, both reduced to a pile of dust. Destroyed, Serana allows herself to be handcuffed with a silver chain and kissed on the back of her neck as cold tears run down her cheeks. She begs me to kill her, and her sadness makes her even more beautiful than she already is. Holding her legs up I admire and lick her clear pussy as she begs me not to. Her body does not obey her and gets wetter and wetter between her legs, making it easy for me to penetrate her later. Serana feels the world come crashing down on her as she’s being fucked and silver burns begin to form on her wrists. All the while she only begs me to end her suffering, which I do just after I come inside her, shooting a silver bullet into her heart that reduces her to the same state as her parents.

7: Vampirella. With her skimpy clothes, badass body and very long black hair, Vampirella certainly knows how to capture my interest. The creature dreamed of being a champion of justice, but not even the most ruthless of criminals deserves to be bled to death by a vampire or worse to be transformed in turn. To keep the vampire at bay after defeating her, we chain her to a cross-shaped structure holding her legs wide apart, her arms pinned behind her head, and her mouth open with an iron ring. This way I can enjoy every part of her body by squeezing her huge breasts, swirling my tongue around hers and devouring her cunt. The beautiful vampire blows like an angry cat, but in that state her threats only make me laugh. Without making a fuss I fuck her by shoving two fingers down her throat and making her cough. When her cunt is full of my cum, we remove the vampire from the cross and change positions hanging her from a ring above our heads with her arms and legs bent backward. Alice and Morticia whip her ravenously, hitting her breasts and legs. Vampirella is a fury and has no intention of relenting even when I sodomize her by pulling her hair so hard that I tear some of it out. Vampirella is a tiger that cannot be tamed and if by some miracle she escapes she will kill us mercilessly. Sorting this out is the sadistic Celestia, who has been standing by all this time making a long wooden stick pointy. Vampirella’s eyes express fear for the first time as the ruthless girl drives it deeper and deeper into her body starting from the anus. With hammer blows, Celestia eventually reaches the heart, piercing it and eliminating the creature forever.

8: Carmilla. Dark and mysterious forces and creatures are gathering in the region of Wallachia. Recalling them is the vampire Carmilla:she intends to use them to impose her dominance over the surrounding regions. Fortunately, she’s far from being a threat at the moment, but she must be stopped before it is too late. When we manage to reach her in her castle, Carmilla is sending letters using her carrier pigeons. With great speed Roberta takes out two of them before they leave the room, but the third one flies away. We don’t have time to worry about it; Carmilla attacks us and a long, grueling fight begins. Carmilla is definitely the most powerful opponent we have encountered, capable of seriously injuring Celestia and knocking Misa unconscious. However, numerical superiority allows us to achieve victory and block her. I check the letters tied to the legs of the killed birds: they are addressed to Striga and Morana, two of the vampires who, with Carmilla and Lenore, are known as the four Queens of Styria. It is clear that the match letter is intended specifically for Lenore and contains an invitation to come here. I breathe a sigh of relief at the thought of what might have happened if Roberta had not stopped those pigeons; Lenore alone is not too dangerous, and eliminating her as well would be a great achievement. The huge empty castle allows us to easily drag Carmilla into the dungeon; here we lock her wrists to chains placed high above our heads. Carmilla kicks, curses and tries to bite us every time we get too close. I move behind her and tear her dress with the blade of a dagger. Violent blows of the whip follow one after another on her until her once white and perfect back is covered with sores, wounds and rivulets of blood. At this point I approach her and penetrate her holding my hands on her hips. The vampire grits her teeth and squirms as I push my cock into her with increasingly intense strokes. In the end, we lock her in a torture chair, her head bent back and her mouth held forcibly open. One after another the girls empty entire vials of holy water down her throat while I hold her head still from behind. For Carmilla it’s like drinking acid and soon pestilential fumes begin to come out of her mouth. After a final, frightening cry, the vampire dies.

9: Lenore. Two weeks pass before Lenore arrives. The monsters that had been summoned by Carmilla have stopped their advance and are waiting for a signal. I think they have begun to suspect something, but they prefer not to move without a clear picture of the situation. The vampire soon realizes the trouble she has gotten into: on the round table in a large room is laid the head of the one who summoned her. The doors close and Lenore finds herself surrounded. To my surprise, Lenore gives up the fight, admitting that she has no chance alone against the one who killed Carmilla. However, she asks me to at least choose the mode of death, and I, after listening to her, agree. Taking her gently by the hand, I take her to one of the upstairs rooms and have her lie on a four-poster bed. Of course, I’m not so stupid as to believe her helpless just because she has a pretty face, so I make sure she cannot bite me. Her last night on this earth is one of fire and passion, during which I take care to give her all the pleasures she desires. Only when the darkness of the night begins to clear do I allow her to get out of bed and accompany her off the terrace to allow her to see the sun at least once in her life.

10: Mavis. The last part of the journey takes us to where it all began: to Transylvania. I have not come here for Mavis, however, but for her father. To defeat him, I ally myself with an old vampire hunter now nearing retirement. He is unknowingly a mentor of mine: I chose to become a monster hunter to emulate him, I’ve studied his every feat, and to fight by his side at least once in my life would be an honor. Old age may have made him less performant, but no less cunning: his strategy works to perfection and allows us to achieve victory. I give him the gift of the vampire’s cloak, and he grants me in return that I can eliminate his daughter, previously locked inside a coffin. Beautiful Mavis cannot stop me from pinning her shoulders to the bottom of the coffin, ripping off her pantyhose and anally fucking her while I hold her back straight and legs high. For whole hours I keep her squashed inside that coffin, turning her over and over and fucking her in different positions until she is completely covered with cum. Despite her exhaustion, she still has the strength to scream and pound her fists when I lick her inside the coffin and light a fire under her. We say goodbye like this, giving ashes to ashes and dust to dust.