Date: 6/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Coercion, Cruelty, Death, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Fan fiction, Gothic, Group Sex, Horror, Mind Control, Monster, Murder, Reluctance, Romance, Stockholm Syndrome, Group Sex, Author: BlackRonin, Source: sexstories.com
“’Dracula's Daughter’ would require half a dozen languages to adequately express its beastliness. I consider it absolutely unfit for exhibition.” -British film censor, 1936 *** They reached Borgo Pass well before sundown, but the coach driver would go no further. "I shouldn’t even have taken you this far," he said. This was a black, rocky place in the Carpathian Mountains, with only the one road running through it and a half day’s ride to civilization in any direction. David tapped his foot and made exasperated faces at the driver. "If it's a question of money—" "It's not,” the driver said. He was a broad-faced man who seemed not to blink often enough. “You should come back to the village. Nothing good will happen to you here. And with such beautiful young ladies..." He gave a sympathetic look to Helen and Gwen, who stood by the side of the road, stretching after the long ride. Gwen humored him with a smile in return. Helen was busy examining the landscape, as if she meant to memorize it. John stood on top of the carriage, unloaded their traveling bags, as the driver had insisted. He tossed them to David one by one. "Let the man go if he's scared of a few bogeys," John said. "We'll camp out in the castle and make the next town on foot tomorrow. All the better." He clapped David on the shoulder, but his brother wouldn’t banish the sour look on his face. The driver grew even more pale and somber. “You shouldn’t go to the castle,” he said, “It’s an evil place. Come back with ...