Oscar dropped the empty husk of his former boss and let out a long sigh. He pulled his now too-small designer suit back on and realized he needed a new tailor.
He found Samantha in the living room stuffing pillowcases with cash and jewelry.
"You've got about 20 minutes to keep scavenging this place sweetheart. The police should be on their way here any moment." Oscar laid a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "If you ever end up in a bind you can't get out of, call me. Although if I'm being honest, I'd prefer you didn't." He handed her a sleek black business card with his fanged O logo and a burner phone number on it. Lydia had suggested he setup a few fake numbers to let people contact him without tracking him down.
Oscar rolled his shoulders and walked over to the floor to ceiling windows and luxuriated in his power. Hey Lillith darling, would you say I'm durable enough to jump out of this window and survive?
[I'd wager your current physicality could handle that with some bruises. Aim for a soft landing or you will regret it in the coming days.]
Her tone seemed cautious but also undeniably curious to see how he would perform. Oscar smirked and opened the window. He waved goodbye to Samantha and backflipped out of the window spinning as he hurtled to the ground. There wasn't many options to land on, but he spotted the oversized hotel dumpster filled with trash. He slammed into the dumpster like a javelin thrown from a god. The trash erupted in a plume around him and the concrete under the dumpster cracked ominously.
Oscar removed a stray banana peel from his shoulder and climbed out of the dumpster. He felt like he got tackled by a professional linebacker, but nothing seemed broken. Smiling and whistling, he skipped down the street back home. A few passerby noticed his torn suit covered with stray pieces of garbage and simply decided to keep moving. This wasn't even the weirdest thing they had seen today in Night City.
Oscar opened the door to his apartment and smelled a delightful lemony aroma coming from the kitchen. Elena, clad in her comfy leggings and pullover, came out beaming, "I made us some lemon bars handsome... wait why are you covered in trash?" Lydia came out from the bedroom wearing nothing but one of his dress shirts. "Did you go dumpster diving or something? Surely you're not that desperate for money."
Oscar chuckled at their questions but waved them off. "Let me go wash off first and I'll tell you all about it." He headed to his shower stripping off his clothing on the way giving his two lovely ladies a show.
His supernatural hearing caught some rapid whispering coming from behind him.
"Did he... get taller again?"
"I think he did... also was his dick always that big?"
"It DEFINITELY wasn't that big when he fucked me."
"Elena, I'm gonna go investigate... in the shower... do you mind letting me do this alone?"
"Aww my sweet Lydia, I love that you asked me for permission. Go ahead pet. But remember you're taking care of me once you're done with him."
Oscar enjoyed the hot water beating down on his skin, washing away the sins he had accumulated that night. He sighed and reached for the shampoo, but a slender hand caught his wrist. He turned to face the intruder, but she turned his head back around facing the showerhead. "You keep your eyes forward stinky. I'll clean you up." Lydia lathered her hands with shampoo and started gently massaging his scalp. She paused after a moment of this and moved closer. As she pressed her naked form into his chiseled back, she whispered, "is he... gone?"
Oscar smiled, "Of course he is. I never break my promises."
Elena hugged him fiercely and he could feel her gentle shudders as she sobbed. Years of neglect had done a number on the woman and now finally someone had opened the door to her prison and offered her a path forward. Oscar kept facing forward knowing any comfort he could offer her right now would only feel patronizing to the powerful woman. Lydia moved her hands away and wiped pushed his head under the stream of water to wash out the shampoo. Wordlessly, she applied some body wash to her palms and worked up a lather. With slow intimate motions, she worked the soap into his neck, shoulders, chest, and back. She kneaded his muscles as she washed his body, worshipping his body.
Oscar was eager for her to move her hands lower down his body, but the sly minx teased him. She brushed a hand over his crotch and moved past it. Lydia washed his legs and ass thoroughly, but purposefully avoided his crotch.
Finally she pushed him wholly under the stream and washed the soap from his body and turned him around to face her. The water dripping down her athletic figure painted a portrait of a divine water nymph about to seduce an unprepared mortal. She grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed winking at him. "I think I'll give you a more thorough cleaning down here."
Oscar was more than happy to enjoy her service. He brushed a hand over her cheek and indulged in a firm squeeze of her modest breasts. She moaned and got down on her knees. She looked up at him and placed the tip of his hardening dick on her tongue. The image was absolutely diabolical. Oscar fought back the urge to brutally facefuck on the spot, not wanting to rob her of her agency in her first moment of freedom.
Lydia stopped teasing him and took the whole length of his now nearly seven and a half inch penish into her mouth. She gagged near the end trying to fit it all down her throat. Successfully deepthroating him, she moved back and let his cock come out of her mouth. Lydia cupped his balls and and moved back down his shaft in a fervor. She rose and fall on his cock, starving for the taste of his cum. Her tongue mercilessly wrapped around him, stimulating him in ways he wasn't expecting. A woman on a mission, she gave him one of the best blowjobs he'd ever gotten (excluding Lillith) and then grabbed his hips. She forced him all the way down her throat and held him there spasming. Oscar felt the wave coming and grabbed her head and locked her into place as the flood of semen erupted down her throat.
"Wow. You are seriously good at that." He complimented her.
"Thanks, I was a bit of a slut in college, so I had a lot of practice." Lydia winked at him and turned off the shower and handed him a fluffy towel.
[Just in case you're wondering, that doesn't count as a feeding. Since you were the only one feeling the throes of pleasure. Sure was fun to watch though. I might have to play that one back later tonight when I have some me time.]
I... wait are you implying you can jerk off as an ethereal ghost in my soul...
[Don't ask questions you don't want answers to.]
Oscar cut the line of questioning off, realizing that he didn't really want to know the answer. He dried himself off, while lecherously eyeing Lydia as she toweled off next to him. "Not so fast hornball, answers first. Then we can pick back up where we started."
Oscar groaned, but accepted Lydia's suggestion. "I'm not sure if it's part of being in a vampire coven, but I swear I could taste another woman on your cock. You better explain all of that, buster."
He chuckled ruefully, "All in due time." Oscar stode over to Elena and planted a kiss on her forehead and swiped a lemon bar off her tray. Swallowing the delightful pastry, he started giving the girls a run-down of what had happened.
Several moments later as his recap came to an end, "So I killed the asshole, gave Samantha my card, and jumped out of the window into a dumpster for fun."
Both woman's jaw were wide open at this point. Lydia was the first to recover and ask questions. "So what happened with all the money?"
"Perfect segue my sexy little swimmer. Elena, I'm promoting you. As my sole concubine, I'm delegating real estate onto you. I want you to renovate this apartment and snatch up as much of the surrounding land and property as you can. This will become the home of our coven and one day the seat of power in my empire. My delicious thrall Lydia, your talents have been withering for far too long. I am going to give your inheritance. Disperse into a few offshore accounts with Marcus' name on it and it will become your legitimate money after the lawyers and government take their cut off course. I want you to start investing that money. Put a quarter of it in the market and put the remainder into small to medium businesses. We will need a reliable source of income that isn't based on my OnlyFans. Speaking of do either of you want to manage that account for me?"
Lydia raised her hand, eager to be of service. "Perfect. Name our new LLC something cute will you? Elena, you and Lydia can work together on the name. Keep the real estate and business separate, so no one connects the dots just yet. I'm sure you already know this, but be wary about how much money you throw around. We should avoid flagging an IRS audit before we are prepared for that."
Lydia had a fire burning in her eyes, ready to take on this new challenge. Elena had tears in her eyes picturing her sad apartment complex metamorphosizing into something beautiful.
"As much as I'd love to stay here and celebrate with you two until your legs don't work, I have one more thing I want to take care of tonight and then I'll be back for you. In the meantime, start working on your tasks. Lydia as punishment for sucking me off without letting Elena in on the fun, you..." Oscar looked around the room for a moment. "You will place this vibrator in your pussy and Elena will control it. Elena be a dear and torture our masochistic friend for me?"
Elena responded by passionately kissing Oscar. "Oh Oscar. I can't wait to transform this neighborhood. You won't recognize the place in a few weeks."
Lydia had a bratty expression on her face as she said, "Yeah I'm sure your real estate shenanigans will be fun, but I'm gonna turn this money into a cash printer. We will swimming in money, Scrooge style before you know it."
Oscar beamed at his eager coven. "That's the spirit ladies. Just remember we are a team, but for competition's sake. If Lydia doubles her money before Elena can finish the apartment renovations, she can ask a boon of me. The same goes if Elena wins."
The woman stared each other down, ready to play dirty to win their master's affection. Elena slyly found the remote and turned up the vibrator up watching as Lydia spasmed and moaned.
Oscar watched the show with glee and left the apartment in another set of too short designer sweatpants and hoodie. Lil, how am I doing?
[Ew save the pet names for your sluts please. Anyways coven wise, you are very ahead of the curve. Advancement wise, you are still at 7/10 Feeds and 2/5 Slays.]
My apologies, oh my heavenly queen and divine goddess of lust, Lillith.
[Good boy.]
Oh come on...
Accepting that he had lost this round of banter, Oscar went out to the seediest part of the city to find the scum he needed for his advancement. Not too long later, a scream echoed out of an alley. Oscar stalked down to the alley and climbed up a drainpipe to the 3rd story fire escape, observing the scene playing out below him.
He saw three men cornering a young girl and felt an incandescent fury building in his chest. The kid being harassed was barely a woman. Only her shoulder length hair gave away her gender. Oscar snarled. Those who went after children were the worst in his book.
He dropped from the fire escape and shattered a man's spine before turning on the others. Blood pooled around him as he fumbled to breathe. The two goons stared at this insane man who had just leaped from the roof of the building.
"Piss off dollar store batman." The goon was either too stupid to realize the threat he was facing, or so blinded by his lust. Oscar grabbed the man's throat and held him aloft with no effort. The third goon scrambled down the alleyway trying to escape. Oscar let him flee for now and turned his attention back to the scum.
He turned to look at the girl, "Punch him in his balls for me and then run and don't look back." The girl stared at her saviour and was happy to take her revenge. She slammed her tiny fist into the man's crotch and sprinted out of the other end of the alley. She shouted, "THANKS!" as she hightailed it out of there.
As the man squirmed in his iron grasp, Oscar contemplated the best way to do this. He patted the man's pockets and found a switchblade. Whipping out the knife, he slashed the man's groin and listened for the wet thump of the goon's severed penis hitting the ground. Oscar took a moment to feed on the two dying men's emotions and sprinted after the one who nearly got away.
He found the man cowering behind a group of 5 tattooed, muscular bikers. "That's him! He killed Donny and probably Jacky too."
Oscar chuckled. "I've got no beef with you folk. Hand me the idiot who just tried to rape a child and I'll leave here. Or stand in my way and I'll tear you apart limb by limb." He emphasized his threat by baring his fangs at the men.
The head biker looked at the goon hiding behind his skirts with disgust, but decided to protect him anyway. Wrong choice.
Oscar flashed away in a blur leaving an afterimage in his wake. He snapped the tailpipe off a bike and rammed into a biker's armpit. Leaping over his screaming form, he smashed two other's skulls together listening as their brains collided. The head biker pulled out a sawed off shotgun. Oscar grabbed the last remaining biker and threw him at the head biker blocking his line of sight. The leader hesitated to fire not wanting to harm his subordinate. Oscar smiled predatorily. Dashing behind the flung biker, he grabbed the shotgun from his hands. He snapped it in two and used the shattered pieces to impale the boss. The other biker was groaning on the ground and Oscar stomped down on his throat as he walked past to the goon. The man was crying in fetal position on the floor, murmuring something unintelligible.
Oscar bent down and said one last thing to the goon. "I hope it's hot down in hell. I'll see you there one day. Wait for me."
Oscar bit down on the man's neck and tore his throat out. He spat out the viscera and absorbed the feast of Ruin around him. The power flowed into him and felt unbalanced. Too much Ruination energy had finally surpassed his Ecstasy.
[ 10/5 Kills]
[ 7/10 Feeds]