My Vampire Mistress, chapter 1

artwork and original characters by callmeplissken

Alynnya makes a return visit to the home of the sultry vampire Valencia and offers herself to her mistress again…

My Vampire Mistress is my latest collaboration with my artist-friend callmeplissken, a 35+ page story that includes 4 of his black and white works of art in addition to the full-color cover.

This story builds upon the events in Issue 2 and Issue 3 of his epic comic Adventures of Alynnya Slatefire, where Aly encounters the sultry vampire Valencia (and her dickish vampire husband, Yannos) in her heroic quest to save her sister from a dark mage. In this new story, Aly makes a return visit to Arden Manor and willingly offers herself to Valencia again.

I will be releasing one chapter here every Friday for the next 10 weeks. For those too impatient to wait 10 weeks to read all the saucy scenes between Mistress Valencia and her ‘Aly-Cat,’ the entire story is now available for immediate purchase on



Oh, Holy One, was I really going to do this?  Last time I was here, I barely escaped with my life…and that was only because Fenrir, my demon-wolf traveling companion, had burst in.  He was nowhere around today. And I probably, really, definitely shouldn’t be doing this.  

But who was I kidding?  From the moment my commander gave me this assignment in the town of Nosalise, I knew I would end up on this particular doorstep.  At the time I didn’t, however, think I’d be on the doorstep wearing nothing but my ranger coat, my boots, my Aly-Cat outfit, and a smile.

I had arrived in Nosalise at mid-morning and completed my mission by early afternoon.  That gave me the rest of the day with nothing to do until joining up in the morning with a squad of knights and rangers escorting a caravan back to Rith.  

I decided to go explore some of the small shops around town.  I was hoping to find a bookstore; I checked out bookstores wherever I traveled to find additional titles from my favorite author, Fannda Flames.  The lists of ‘other titles by’ in the books I owned told me there were several more I hadn’t found yet.  

I didn’t find any new titles at the bookstore, just another copy of After School Detention that I already had.  I kept wandering and window shopping, doing everything I could to not think about my proximity to Arden Manor, the mansion where Valencia the sultry vampire lived with her dickish husband, Yannos.

I stopped in a blacksmith shop, checking out the amazing displays of knives and swords, and tried not to linger over the display of manacles and fine chains.  In a tack shop I admired a finely crafted handbag I couldn’t afford, and tried to move quickly past the display of bits, reins, halters and collars.

Why was everything in this town conspiring to make me so damn horny today?  The more I tried not to think of my last visit to this town, the more I thought of the sensual and decadent night I had here.  I just couldn’t avoid my thoughts of Valencia’s sensual dominance or Yannos’ harsh way of just claiming my body for himself.

While meandering between shops, I felt compelled to turn on a side street, and at the top of the hill saw Arden Manor.  I abruptly stopped, and reversed course. I couldn’t do this! Especially while on official Ranger business! That would be SO WRONG!

I determinedly strode into the next shop I saw, trying to clear my head.  Big mistake. This shop was some sort of…erotic boutique? It was filled with lingerie, fantasy costumes, and more sex toys than I’d ever seen in one place!  My cheeks flared bright and hot, and I hid my face as I rushed back out.

I hastened around another corner, flustered and uneasy, and found myself at the gateway to a cemetery.  It looked familiar but strange, until I realized that the last time I had seen it was at night. In the center was a large tomb with a flat stone top, where I had agreed to let Yannos bind and have his way with…Oh Holy One, this was just too much!

That was when I realized what was happening…why it seemed everywhere I looked, everywhere I went, I noticed something sexy or erotic.  It was them! Valencia and Yannos had tasted my blood, and some element of them was in me, too. There was a connection to them that would never be broken.  I was being drawn to them. Which meant, I realized, that they already knew I was near.

Well, if they know I’m here…and I’m being drawn to them…and I really, really want to go anyway…then why fight it?  Once I made the decision to go, it was as if a weight was lifted from my shoulders. Instead of apprehension, I felt excitement…and anticipation.

Of course, it was still late afternoon, and I wasn’t sure if I could visit them before twilight.  I might feel guilty if Yannos answered the door and burst into flames. But Valencia…well, now I wouldn’t want that for her…best to be safe and wait.

I took the opportunity to go back to the shops where I’d been before.  It wouldn’t be proper for me to arrive at their home empty-handed. I remembered that Valencia was strict and uncompromising about good manners.  I decided I’d better bring a special ‘hostess’ gift for her. Yannos, I thought, didn’t need a special present…he’d be happy enough to just have me.    

I felt free to enjoy examining the more kinky items now, trying to pick out a nice gift for Valencia.  I was in such a happy mood I even treated myself by buying the leather bag. Nothing in the blacksmith’s shop or the tack shop seemed just right, though.  I decided to return to the erotic gift boutique.

“Welcome back, dear,” a kindly voice came from the side counter of the shop.  “The way you rushed out before, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”

I looked up at the middle-aged woman behind the counter and smiled sheepishly.  “Sorry about that..I was embarrassed. I need to buy a gift for someone I like.”

“No need to be embarrassed about anything, dear.  The gifts in my shop are only embarrassing to those who are not open-minded enough to appreciate them—or those not comfortable enough in their own skin to enjoy them.  You don’t strike me as either of those, dear. Perhaps a little shy at first…until you get warmed up?”

I blushed, but smiled brightly and nodded.  She smiled broadly back at me with a sparkle in her denim-blue eyes.  She was very pretty, with a pleasing curvy shape. In her face I could see where youthful beauty had turned to experienced maturity, and a spirited happiness that was attractive in a way that would never fade with age.

And thank goodness the shop owner was a woman, and not some creepy guy who would get off on watching me make my selections and commenting upon them!

I enjoyed browsing the shop, trying to think what a gorgeous and sultry 300+ year old vampire who already had everything might enjoy.  ‘Besides me,’ I thought. Then it occurred to me that whatever I might give her from this shop would be a gift to me, too…so I started thinking about what I might enjoy having her use with me, and kept browsing, lost in thought.


Alynnya will return in chapter 2 of My Vampire Mistress on Friday, February 28th!

For those too impatient to wait 10 weeks to read all the saucy scenes between Mistress Valencia and her ‘Aly-Cat,’ the entire story is now available for immediate purchase on

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