Chapter 38: Blood Rave

Chapter 38: Blood Rave

“Welcome to Houston, Texas! Are you ready to party, Xenia!” Constance took Xenia’s hand as she alighted from her fighter jet atop a skyscraper helipad. “I’ve outfitted this rooftop club with a private lounge just for us. I’ve renamed the club, Blood Rave!”

Xenia was giddy with excitement as she followed along down the stairs with Constance and into a room full of dancing people, booming techno music, and lots of drugs. Constance took her hand and continued to lead her to a heavily guarded door.

The guards recognized Constance and let her and Xenia both pass through into a very exclusive private room large enough to house approximately ten people including themselves. Waiting inside was Senator Davis sitting on a couch by himself.

Xenia shrieked, “Senator Davis! Oh how I’ve missed you!” She rushed to hug him as he stood to greet her. She laughed, “Look at us. We aren’t dressed for a night club are we. You in a suit. Me in a leather military outfit. We are too formal.”

Arthur looked her up and down and said, “Your military outfit is leather and skintight. I think it plays here just fine this evening.”

She smiled at him saying, “So you want to play with me, huh?”

She then pushed him back down into the couch, “I knew I missed you for a good reason Arthur. I always have so much fun playing with you.” She then straddled his lap as he sat on the couch, and said, “So you like my outfit? You like shiny black leather on sexy girls?”

He nodded, and said, “Very much so. And I’d love to play right after we discuss the upcoming war that I need to urgently brief you on.”

She grabbed his throat and pushed him back against the couch. He looked up at her as he could hear the loud techno and flashing lights. She said, “Don’t ever tell me my pleasure isn’t first.”

He nodded and took both hands as he began to feel her legs, up her waist, and finally up to her big boobs. He stopped to caress them over her leather outfit, and she threw her head back and yelled, “That’s it! Indulge in me Arthur! I’ve missed you!”

They made out for several minutes until Xenia climbed off of him and yelled over the loud music, “Come on! Let’s dance!”

Arthur hated dancing but he was happy to give it a shot for the sake of being with and appeasing Xenia. He shouted over the music at her, “I don’t know how to dance!”

She leaned in to his ear and said, “Just stand there. I’ll do all the work.” She then turned around and began to dance, grinding her shiny leather pants against him through his pants.

Arthur anchored himself as to not be knocked over from her forceful and erotic dancing against him. She dropped it low to the floor before thrusting upwards slamming her toned ass into his now erect cock underneath his pants.

She then turned around and put her arms around his neck and kissed him. She danced against him to the beat of the music while they kissed. She slowly walked him back over to the couch they had been sitting on and pushed him back into it.

She sat down next to him and yelled to him, “Okay, Arthur! Time to play!”

He looked at her with a look of confusion and said, “I thought we were playing?”

She looked at the other men dancing in the room with Constance and smiled, “Arthur, I think we’ve reached the point in our relationship in which you can really help me have fun. Will you pick one of those guys and bring them over to me, so I can play with him?”

Arthur was initially confused but quickly understood that by ‘play’ Xenia meant ‘kill’. He bit his lip in thought until he finally came to the conclusion that he had no choice if he wanted her to fight for his country in the coming days.

He looked at her and said, “Which one?”

She laughed and said, “That’s the fun! You get to pick!”

He stood up and walked over to one of the men dancing near Constance and tapped him on the shoulder. The man looked at him with glazed over eyes and Arthur said, “That girl over there wants to see you.”

Just as they were about to begin, Constance ran over to the two of them and said, “Xenia! Arthur! Are you ready for my little surprise?”

Xenia said, “Surprise?”

“Let’s just say I had a few hundred units of unfiltered blood leftover from creating synthetic blood, and I found a use for them. This club isn’t called Blood Rave for nothing.” Constance laughed.

Constance then pressed a button on a remote, and within the private room only, the sprinkler system went off spraying blood instead of water.

Xenia shrieked with excitement and joy. For her this was akin to being awash with power as blood sprayed down everywhere.

Furthermore, because of her healing abilities, she couldn’t indulge in drugs for a high like so many people did for they were simply cleared from her body. Instead, she most often relied on pain as her high to make her feel alive. However, Constance had given her a unique experience and alternative to the usual rush of pain she so sought.

Xenia inserted Arthur into her through a small built-in slit in her pants, and they began to have sex on the couch within their semi-private but exclusive room as the blood sprayed down on to their bodies. Xenia reveled in the blood while going up and down on Arthur.

She sat atop him cowgirl style rubbing the blood spraying over her body and then ran her hands through her hair.

She leaned over Arthur and kissed him as she said, “Do you want me to hurt you now, Arthur? Do you want the rush only I can give you?”

He found himself caught up in the moment and bit his lip as he nodded hurriedly. She smiled and reached down to her other boot to pull out her second combat knife. She sat back atop him cowgirl style and licked the spraying blood off the knife’s blade.

She then leaned back down and began to kiss him slowly and intently as she held the knife to his right rib cage and slowly but surely pushed the knife deeper and deeper into him over the course of a full minute.

She gyrated atop him with her hand on his chest engorging him even further with her bloodbending.

The combination of pain and pleasure led to a huge buildup for Arthur as he could feel his climax rising higher and higher than ever before. After several minutes of passionate sex, he finally blew his load inside of her.

She could feel him explode within her, and she smiled as the blood from above covered her entire body. Knowing he was finished; she grabbed the knife and pulled it out of his side quickly and began to heal him promptly.

The sprinkler systems slowed to a slow drip, and Xenia looked down at Arthur with a blood-covered smiling face, “Your body is healed, but your mind is still blown. I have that effect on men.”

She stood beside him and bloodbent every last drop of blood off of her skin and clothes. She then turned to Arthur and did the same. Both suddenly wore pristine outfits in a room that was otherwise covered by blood in every corner.

Arthur stood as well, “Now that we have had our play, it is imperative that I brief you on the coming attacks.”

Xenia grabbed his throat enclosing her grip tightly around his neck choking off his ability to breathe. She picked him up so that his feet were an inch off the ground, and she walked him up against a wall pinning him there.

“I hate repeating myself, Arthur. Don’t ever tell me that my pleasure isn’t first.” She wasn’t smiling as she stared at him with her firm grip around his neck.

Arthur was confused, and his mind raced in attempts to decipher what she meant.

She lowered his feet to the ground and loosened her grip around his neck just enough for him to take a breath once more. She finally smirked at him, “You have had your pleasure. And now... we are going to spend the next several hours making sure I get my pleasure.”

She kissed him slowly and passionately on the lips before saying, “I like to get a little crazy on the eve of battle.”

She then released her grip entirely and began to walk away. She looked back at him and smiled, “You can handle crazy, can’t you?”