Jessica Tang stood in an antechamber just outside Karnstein Manor as the vampires undressed her. All the von Karnstein clan had been assembled for the Rite of Initiation. Dracona looked less than pleased to be here.
"Honestly?" the African-American vampire groaned. "An initiation tonight?! So soon after the last one?! Ashlee, Zoey, and I were having a good time!"
"Dracona, be respectful," chided Walpurga von Karnstein, the second oldest vampire in Clan von Karnstein. Walpurga was in fact not Carmilla's daughter but her sister. Both had been created by the same maker, Lilita. After Count Tiberius von Wisborg tricked the Vordenburg family into killing Lilita and most of her clan, Carmilla and Walpurga alone had survived. Together, they had labored to rebuild the clan into what it is today. Next to Walpurga stood Melanthe, her daughter and lover.
Walpurga and Melanthe approached the now fully naked Jessica. "Good luck with the ceremony," Melanthe said.
"Here's how it works," Walpurga added. "First we all lead you to your new coffin, singing hymns in the Old Egyptian tongue to Mother Night, Lady Moon, and Nephthys."
"Who?" asked Jessica.
"The first vampire," Melanthe explained. "She was an Egyptian queen who fled into the desert to escape her wicked husband Set. Mother Night took mercy on Nephthys and turned her and her son Anubis into the founding mother and father of the vampire race. Legend says they're still around somewhere in Egypt. My cousin Liesel's convinced they live in a secret chamber in the Great Pyramid."
Walpurga went on. "After the hymns, Matriarch Carmilla approaches your coffin as a vessel of Mother Night. Then you swear your vows of obedience to Mother Night and Matriarch Carmilla. After that comes the bite. You'll spend the next several minutes transforming into a vampire while we collect your blood. Carmilla drinks your expelled blood, and then you perform your first act of worship to Mother Night by making love to her vessel. Finally, the Matriarch gives you your new name."
"Cool," said Jessica. "Hey, I've got a question."
"Ask away," Melanthe smiled.
"Is Mother Night really going to be inside Carmilla's body during the Rite of Initiation?"
Melanthe shrugged. "Who can say for sure? Some vampires say their patriarchs and matriarchs are literally possessed by our goddess during these ceremonies, but others say it's purely symbolic. Well, we'd better get started."
Walpurga nodded. "Quite right, dear. Alright, girls! Let's form a proper procession and get this initiation moving!"
"Nice tits, by the way!" Dracona winked at Jessica, giving the cheerleader's left nipple a cheeky tweak as she got into line for the procession. "They're a bit on the rosy side, though. No matter, they'll be nice and pale in a few minutes."
"Leave the poor girl alone, Dracona!" Lenora said, slapping her sister's hand away from Jessica's nipple. "You know what Carmilla says about perving on the fledglings... but they are nice tits." The blonde vampire blushed blue as she embarrassedly slipped into the procession next to Dracona.