MacGyver University was a small prestigious institution in the hills of rural New England. It was known for its avant-garde programs, and parapsychology department. The spring semester was drawing to a close and soon the announcements for summer programs would be appearing. Unlike many Universities MacGyver did not limit participation to graduate students but they were open to under graduate students as well.

Professor Carl Kolkac had just posted the parapsychology department's trip "In search of werewolves' fact or fiction?" The stated goal was to go to Romania and the Transylvanian Mountains in search of werewolves, to conduct a scientific study to determine if they have some base in fact or are the sole result of folk lore. Interested student should apply to Dr. Carl Kolkac of the parapsychology department

There was snickering as the students read the posting, for Dr. Carl Kolkac was known as a bit of an odd duck and a relic from a bygone era. He could be seen on campus in his Oxford gown and mortars board his wispy gray hair in disarray. He was a tall gangly man in his fifties and the picture of the absent minded professor. He could be seen fencing in the gym, there was a small scar on his right cheek below his eyes and the rumor had it that it was a dueling scare from his days as a student in Vienna.

Morrigan Smythson smiled as she read the post with all the other summer programs. Like many of those snickering out loud she did find the idea of going to hunt for werewolves a bit ludicrous but a summer trip through the Romanian and the Transylvanian mountains paid for by the school that was something to smile about. She could already tell that most of her fellow students were going to blow off the posting so the competition wouldn't be too fierce which she thought was both a bit sad even while it was good for her.

Making her way back to her dorm she tossed her school bag into a corner and sat down at her computer to type up an application letter. After an hour of trying to figure out how to word it properly she growled softly in the back of her throat. It just wasn't coming to her! Drawing a deep breath she thought for a moment before a slow smile curved her lips. Grabbing her purse she ran out the door. It was a beautiful spring day and her step was brisk. She didn't miss the gazes that turned toward her as she passed but waved to those she knew and kept walking. At 19 Morrigan was a beautiful young woman. At 5'6 she was only of average height but that didn't stop people from noticing her. Her dark chocolate brown hair was thick and lustrous and usually drawn back into a ponytail while flashing green eyes were almost always sparkling with mirth and her firm full lips ready to curve into a smile. Soft creamy skin practically beckoned to be caressed and though she was fit and well toned she still had firm high breasts, a narrow waist and the curve of her ass filled the jeans she always wore perfectly.

Morrigan was well aware of her looks and how people, men mostly but some women too, would turn to stare at her but she'd never let it go to her head. She detested people that used good looks to get ahead in life. Her parents had raised her with a strong work ethic and while they'd both made it well known that they thought their only daughter was the most beautiful child in the world they also taught her that beauty faded in time. Lost in her thoughts she walked right past the building she wanted and ended up laughing at herself and backtracking. Finding Dr. Kolkac's office knocked gently.

Dr. Kolkac was busily grading the last of the final exams for his course in parapsychology when he heard the knock at his door. Drawn from his work he gave a disgruntled huff, and straightened just a bit in his chair. The rumpled tweed jacket he wore had leather patches at the elbows, as always he wore his school tie from King's College at Oxford. His wisp gray hair little more that a fringe that circled his head, hardly the picture of a modern professor but more a caricature of a bygone day.

"Enter!" His voice was formal as always and tinged with an Eastern European accent, one could not quite place. His hazel eyes looked over the rim of his glasses to behold an attractive young lady."Good afternoon Doctor, I just saw the posting you put up for your summer internship and wanted to come apply in person." The girl was rather beautiful and quite young; she could be no older than a sophomore but most probably a freshman. Carl Kolkac noticed the way her jeans hugged her body, her chocolate brown hair was thick and lustrous drawn back into a ponytail while flashing green eyes sparkled with an impish twinkle. He did not approve of young ladies dressing in pants never mind jeans and the scowl on his face made that quite clear.

"Have a seat my dear. So you are interested in summer internship? You do realize that it will entail spending time in a country until very recently was known for its strict control and that it will entail a fair amount of hiking through the mountains of Transylvanian. Miss?" His voice trailed off even as his eyes wandered to the young woman's high firm breasts. She defiantly was a ravishing young beauty and the idea of spending the summer in her company was quite enticing. A slight blush kissed Kolkac's cheeks as he realized that he was staring at the girl's breasts and the way they strained against her t-shirt. Pulling himself back to the present and the business at hand. "And your name is Miss?

"Morrigan, Morrigan Smythson. Please forgive my rudeness in not introducing myself when I came in. I understand about the hiking and what the country used to be known for but it's an area I've always longed to visit," Dr. Kolkac bushy grey eyebrows lifted when Morrigan mentioned her grandmother as having emigrated from Romania, the subconscious act giving him almost the appearance of a shaggy old gray wolf. He was only half listening to the attractive young coed, a young woman that carried the blood of Transylvania and the Carpathian Mountains would certainly be beneficial to his research. Morrigan gay laughter brought him back to the present.

"So other than hiking and being curious what sort of work would the internship entail?" Her sparkling green eyes shown with her laughter and Dr. Carl Kolkac couldn't help but notice what a charming young creature she was. When he snapped out of his daze his voice was a bit shaky and his cheeks tinged in crimson as her realized the young woman must have noticed how his eyes where roaming over her supple young body.

"Well Miss Smythson you would be recording my interviews with local villagers, helping me research the local records for reported sightings of theses supposed creatures, and then trans cribbing my notes." He hesitated a moment before continuing. "As you would be representing the university you would be required to wear appropriate attire, skirts, blouses and the school blazer. Of course in the mountains hiking appropriate shorts and boots would be acceptable." He passed Morrigan and application form fully expecting that she would now change her mind as the internship was not just some frivolous outing to Europe.

Taking the application from him she offered him a slight grin and pulled a pen from her bag. She filled out the application right there in front of him. It really wasn't that long and asked pretty standard questions involving her grades, solid 4.0 average, and major, undecided, as well as why she wanted the internship. Overall it only took about ten minutes to fill it out and she hoped he wouldn't count that against her but when she knew what she wanted she often went after it.

Handing it back to him she rose from the chair and offered him her hand, "Please let me know whatever you decide professor but I sincerely hope the letter I get is one accepting me as your summer intern." With a last smile she turned and left confident that the meeting had gone well.

Morrigan Smythson. Got her answer a week later, the next two weeks where a whirlwind of vaccinations, visas, and finalizing travel plans. On the second of June Morrigan found herself in Boston at Logan airport boarding the Austrian Airlines for Bucharest. Dr. Kolkac arrived looking like the typical absent minded professor, in his crumpled tweed jacket, and his glasses riding on the end of his nose. He patted his pockets searching for his boarding pass which the gate attendant took from his outside breast pocket. Most of the trip they spent sleeping on the late night flight. A day in Bucharest was an endless series of boring official meetings and applications for travel passes and then they were on their way to the northern mountain city of Sinaia, the old summer capital and finally to the 14th-century town of Sighisoara and the birthplace of Vlad Tepes, more notoriously known as Vlad the Impaler, or Count Dracula and to the famous Castle Bran, often referred to as "Dracula's Castle." It seemed they where to stay in the castle.

He had shyly stolen glances at the charming young beauty and then would blush when she noticed. He seemed to brighten and become more relaxed once they were in Europe. When they were told they would be sharing a room at the castle he did not seem to blink even though in Bucharest he had insisted on separate rooms much to the amusement of the hotel desk clerk. During their journey to Sighisoara he was a virtual travel log on the sights and the history of the region.

Dr. Kolkac had left Morrigan to shower and get ready for dinner while he went to the library of the castle. He was about to make some notes when he realized he had forgotten his pen. When he returned to their room he found Morrigan emerging from the bathroom in nothing but her towel and he blushed furiously but made no move to leave his eyes devouring her beauty in her near naked state, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Like him she blushed furiously and for a moment her mouth simply hung open not knowing what to say.

She was beautiful, more beautiful than Carl had realized. He legs long and sculptured her towel barely covering Morrigan's sweet young pussy and her well rounded heart shaped ass as she clutched the towel to her high firm breasts. The young woman's luxurious hair clung to her face and rivulets of water tricked from the girls silken mane. At last she managed to stammer, "Can I help you Doctor?" Carl suddenly found Morrigan in his arms his hard muscular body pressed to hers, and his lips brushed the young coed's in a searing kiss. Carl stepped back bushing crimson.

"Miss Smythson I'm sorry I don't know what came over me." He could not take his eyes from her and it was obvious that dressed or more to the point undressed as she was had deeply affected him. Carl steeled himself for the slap across his face that he knew would be coming.

Biting her lower lips she chuckled softly and at last looked up to meet his eyes, "I think it's usually called desire Doctor." A shy blush colored Morrigan's cheek it was obvious that his kissed had stirred something in the young coed. " If you don't mind I should be getting dressed." Carl was surprised when the blow to his cheek did not come nor did she lash out at him screaming Her lips in fact had parted to his and the memory of it, the sweet taste of her and the feel of her young body pressed to his emboldened Dr. Kolkac. The light of the quarter moon streamed through the open window of their room, its soft light bathing the near naked beauty. He stood their looking at Morrigan and he felt that desire for her spreading through his body. The one thing he was sure of was that he did not want her to dress; in fact he wanted quite the opposite. His eyes shown with desire for her as he stepped closer, his body now close to hers she could feel the heat of it, his lips a breath away from her. With a boldness Morrigan had never seen in him before his lips pressed to hers in another searing kiss and his fingers slowly tugged at the towel that hid her from him.

"Morrigan" He sighed in to their kiss. His voice laced with passion and desire. "We shouldn't be doing this, if anyone found out you'd be in trouble." The young beauty fully gave herself to that searing kiss, slowly she broke it and blushed scarlet. Grabbing her clothes off the end of the bed with one hand she darted back into the bathroom and the door behind her.

Carl was sure that he had seen his own desire mirrored in Morrigan's flashing green eyes. She had responded to his kiss had pressed her supple young body to his and he felt the passion and pleasure ripple through her and then she had run like a frightened little rabbit. He pressed his forehead to the bathroom door his hand hovered above, the door knob, the young coed's musky fragrance called to him stirred something deep and dark in him and its intensity scared and enticed Carl Kolkac at the same time. He withdrew his hand and wandered out on to the small balcony of their room. The moons silvery crescent smiled down on him as if he were a lost child, its ghostly light bathing him and the Carpathian Mountains in its shimmering light. The howl of a wolf echoed in the valley and again his soul longed for something he was not sure what.

He sighed knowing he could not go down to the banquet in their honor alone, he would have to wait for Morrigan, or surely tongues would wag. He turned at the sound of the door opening and turned as the young ravishing coed emerged from her sanctuary that his lust, and perhaps her desires, had driven her to. He waited there on the balcony cloaked in the moon's pale silvery light. Carl watched as Morrigan emerged from the bathroom she was stunning her beauty breathtaking even in her simple school uniform. Smoothing her skirt down to just above her knees then edging towards the single bed in the room, she sat looking the embodiment of sensual innocence. His foot scraped against a paving stone of the balcony and for a moment, bathed in that ghostly moon light, Dr. Carl Kolkac could have been one of the undead from of Transylvania's haunted past.

The moment of panic and fear that shown in those flashing green eyes thrilled Carl for some reason and Morrigan was more desirable and enchanting to him in that brief moment than ever before. "Our host will be expecting us Miss Smythson." Though Carl had reverted to his familiar formality the look in his eyes showed his still smoldering desire. He escorted the young coed down to dinner and all eyes turned to her as they descended the long formal stairway. It was oblivious that all the men present where taken with her beauty and Morrigan received more than one envious look from the women.

Dr. Kolkac was seated to the right of their host, a local official, and Morrigan to his left. The dinner was a typical European affair. Aperitifs before dinner, the wine flowing like water, each coarse having its own special wine, and an endless series of toasts, which all were expected to participate in. The meal dragged on hour after hour, not the typical quick affair she was use to in the states and Morrigan's glass never seemed to be empty. After dinner there as coffee and brandy and when their host noticed that Morrigan was a bit hesitant he smiled charmingly.

"Miss Smythson this is a very special brandy from the region and I very much would like you to sample it." Sipping at her coffee Morrigan tried to think of a polite way to decline and simply couldn't come up with anything. How did one tell their host that they didn't want to drink his brandy without offending him? It was something she hadn't had to worry about in the States and now she was stuck. Picking up the glass she sipped at her brandy and found that it was as smooth and heady as she'd expected it to be. Offering their host a small smile she spoke quietly and hated hearing the slight slurring of her words. It wasn't bad but she knew if she drank anymore she'd embarrass herself and Dr. Kolkac. "It's delicious Sir. I don't dare drink anymore though I'm afraid; the wine from dinner is already going to my head. I don't hold alcohol well," she admitted with an embarrassed smile. All during the meal Dr. Kolkac had stolen side long glances savoring his young intern's chaste beauty.

"Ah I understand that temperance is a virtue Miss Smythson and normally I would be offended but how can one take offence from such beauty?" Her host pressed his lips to the back of Morrigan's hand and his dark handsome looks where reminiscent of the famed count Dracula. He took her arm and led the calmly beauty from the dining room across the hall to the ballroom, the rest of the guest following in their wake. As they entered the small orchestra struck up a waltz and their host took Morrigan into his arms for the first dance. Dinner had been a three hour affair and it seemed now there was to be a ball.

His arms held her firmly and guided Morrigan through the waltz. As they passed the mirrored wall she saw both their reflections in the ornate morrows. His body sensually flowed against hers. Several other men danced with the stunning young American beauty and then Morrigan found herself in Dr. Kolkac's arms. His body pressed to hers he held her in the classic pose of the dancer his right hand firmly on the small of her back, his left holding her hand lightly. The strains of the waltz caressed her as his hips pressed to Morrigan's as they swayed and glided to the music. As the music faded, Carl lead Morrigan from the dance floor, made their apologies, and helped her up to their room.

"Thank you Doctor. I need to sit down," There was no doubt that Morrigan was a little more than tipsy as she plopped into the chair, her cheeks where rosy and her speech a bit slurred. "I'll sleep on the couch tonight," she said quietly. "I just need to gather up the energy to get up and change, alcohol always makes me sleepy," she said with a yawn.

Carl smiled as she sensually stretched her arms above her head and then she was gently snoring lost to the world of the living. He shook his head as he gathered Morrigan into his arms and carried her to the bed. Carl cradled the young beauty in his arms and slipped her school blazer from her shoulders. Carl neatly folded it and placed it over the back of the chair. He slipped her shoes from her dainty feet placing them by the bed. He just stood there for several minutes watching her sleep and he sighed. If the young beauty slept in her uniform then it would be rumpled for their morning meeting. Slowly he took off Morrigan's blouse and then eased her skirt down over her hips. God she was beautiful and Carl could feel his passions for her rising again he bent down and rolled her thigh high stockings off. He leaned over to kiss the stunning young beauty good night his lips brushing hers.

Morrigan was dead to the world. She didn't feel the doctor undressing her at all. She was already lost in of sensual dreams brought on by his searing kisses, dreams that mirrored her love for Gothic Horror Tales and because they were dreams, wasn't surprised to find that the doctor had a starring role, as did their handsome host.

She dreamed that she danced with both of them, each of them taking turns spinning her around the dance floor until she was warm and dizzy from it all. At last she made them allow her to sit down so she could catch her breath, the young beauty noticed a full moon rising outside that cast ghostly shadows over the gardens. It was beautiful and made her breath catch until she looked at the two men she was with. As the moon rose higher she noticed a feral light coloring their eyes and felt fear creeping up her spine and yet sexual arousals well. Her dream became deliciously arousing and frightening at the same time, as both men release ear splitting howls and began to change before her very eyes.

Not waiting for the transformation to be complete she cried out and started running to escape the castle. As her dreams sexually haunted and aroused her Morrigan whimpered and those little whimpers turned to gasps of sexual excitement. Her gorgeous young body bucked and thrashed the tip of her little pink tongue slid across her full ripe lips as she gave herself to the dark haunting dream.
Morrigan's mine struggled with her vision of being a damsel in distress and yet her supple young body caressed and pressed to her dark suitors. Her hips ground against theirs. Yet it was Carl that came to her as she dreamt, he that cradled her in his arms and he could feel his own arousal for Morrigan. His hands brushed her silken mane from her angelic face and he held her tighter as her haunting dream seemed to peek and she fell panting into his arms. At last Morrigan stilled as her head came to rest on Carl's chest.

He felt Morrigan nuzzling his chest in her sleep her arms wrapped around him as she sank into deep, peaceful sleep at last. Suddenly he felt her supple young body tense. Carl could feel her heart racing the way her breath caught told him she must be wake. Even without opening his eyes he knew it must be morning as he could feel the gentle warmth of the sun on his face. Yet Morrigan did not try to move from his arms or even take hers away from around him. Carl Kolkac was much more skilled in the ways of the world than his young intern. He knew that when he did wake she would be furious demanding an explanation. He had to try to do something to defuse the situation or she would go stumping back to MacGyver in righteous anger. He lay there for almost half an hour before his lips brushed hers in a tender kiss.

"Morrigan you where quite drunk last night my dear and what a naughty girl you where but your honor is safe." It was a bold move but the only one that he had open to him if he was to save his job. Looking up at him she drew away, dragging the blanket with her, and nodded her head. Looking around for her clothes she found them and quickly made to grab them from the chair.

The young coed blushed scarlet, "However I acted I apologize Dr. Kolkac. I promise it will not happen again. I'll make sure I don't drink so much again." Carl just smiled as Morrigan made a hasty retreat into the bathroom. He heard the shower pounding down at full force and he idly wondered how long this flight would last. There was something about the exciting young beauty that peeked his interest. She had definitely responded to his kiss before dinner last night and again during her nightmare and she had warped her arms around him as she slept. She appeared to be two very different people, one a shy vivacious young coed, the other a sultry young beauty very much aware of her effects on men. He had seen it at dinner as her guard eased due to the wine and then again on the dance floor. She seemed to respond to strength, he had noticed when she danced with their host and again when she had danced with him. A thought crossed his mind could she be a submissive?

Carl was well familiar with submissive from his youth in Europe and he wondered if this sunning young American coed had the inner strength that was the hallmark of a true submissive. Oh he had seen those in America who played the game of dominance and submission but few there truly where. Yet it was a life he had not led sense coming to MacGyver one he dearly missed. Carl knocked on the bathroom door as he turned the handle and found Morrigan in her haste had forgotten to lock it. He decided to put that thought to the test.

"Morrigan I need to shave so make yourself decent I am coming in." He knew she was still in the shower and he gave her no time to get out. As he stood at the sink her avenue of escape was cut off. Carl leisurely lathered his face and began to shave. "Morrigan there is no need for apologies." He paused as his old fashioned straight razor scrapped his cheek. "On the contrary you where most delightful my dear and quite charming as well." Again a pause as the razor scraped along his throat. "Thank you for a most memorable evening." Carl was dressed only in his boxer shorts as she poked her head out of the shower. If only she was a true submissive what a delightful summer it might turn out to be.

Making sure the shower curtain kept her body covered she stuck her head out of the shower and stared at him. Carl smiled to himself as Morrigan peeked modestly from behind the shower curtain; he noticed how she was studying him in the reflection in the mirror. He appeared to take no notice of it as he continued to shave as if being in the bathroom and the stunning young beauty being naked behind the opaque shower curtain was the most natural thing in the world. Morrigan shook her head gently and simply asked, "What exactly is it you are accusing me of doing last night Doctor?"

"Accusing You?" Carl stopped in mid stroke his razor poised in his hand. The girl's cheek where bright crimson when he turned to face her, the silhouette of her ravishing young body delightful to behold and hinting at her womanly charms. His deep voiced tinged shock at her question. His eyes where twinkling as he turned back to the mirror and continued shaving. "Nothing more than being the most delightful companion a man could desire Morrigan." Dr. Kolkac laid his razor aside and rinsed the last of the soap from his face then slowly turned to face her again.

"Morrigan your honor is safe, but my dear I wished that you would have taken me as your lover. Ah at last a young beauty such as yourself would hardly bother with a man like me." His lips where a breath away from hers and his eyes shown with his desire for her. He waited for her to laugh out loud at how preposterous the idea of her becoming his lover was. He had spoken honestly and had treated the stunning young coed as a woman and not as a young girl too frivolous to understand the desires of a man.

"Hmph! I don't know if you're giving me too much credit or not giving yourself enough Doctor. You're handsome, intelligent, in good shape and, and I recall, a very good kisser. If you couldn't be fired over it I would indeed consider coming to your bed." Carl saw how Morrigan's blushed deepened from crimson to scarlet as she ducked back behind the shower curtain, her shy girlish blush making her even more enticing to him.

"If you're done shaving Doctor I'd appreciate some privacy. We both need to dress for breakfast." Though she fought to keep her voice calm, steady and even Cark Kolkac heard the tremor in Morrigan's voice the way her breathe had caught as she chided the needed to dress for breakfast, yet her bold statement echoed in his mind "If you couldn't be fired over it I would indeed consider coming to your bed." Carl tore back the shower curtain and stepped into the cascading water enfolding the young coed in his arms. He kissed her hard letting all his desire for her flow into that kiss in a raw primal power that demanded a response. He broke the kiss and he smiled into Morrigan's eyes. "Do you intend to tell the dean of students Morrigan for I certainly do not? Besides it is none of his damn business anyway." His lips seared hers and she whimpered into the kiss as heat flared through her body. She couldn't keep herself from pressing her slick form to his or her arms from reaching up to wrap around his neck to cling to him.

"No I don't intend to tell him. I'm attracted to you Doctor that kiss has my toes curling but I think we should slow down. We hardly know each other." Morrigan had pulled back from that searing kiss her cheeks cherry red now. Carl smiled as he swept her into his arms and carried her from the shower to set her down gently and wrapped her in a towel. "Your right Morrigan we don't know each other very well yet, and we do have work to do today." He slowly began to dry her making that simple function a sensual experience and then tossed the young beauty a towel so she could dry her hair. By the time Morrigan emerged from the bathroom Carl was dressed and setting in the chair by the hearth. Morrigan school uniform neatly folded on the bed. It was apparent that he intended to watch the beautiful young coed dress. "So Morrigan tell me about yourself what you look for in a lover."

"You get right to the point don't you Doctor. I'm still refining that list. I haven't had many lovers so I'm still learning what I want. Attraction obviously, someone with a backbone, being able to treat a guy like a doormat is annoying, intelligence, beyond that I'm still figuring it out. Morrigan's crimson blush faded to an enchanting shade of pink. Carl enjoyed her graceful movements as she dressed, the way she slide her panties up her long legs hiding her pussy from his view was a maddening tease only making him want he more. In fact Kolkac found the young beauty's performance quite exotic. "What do you look for in a lover Doctor?"?

"Beauty, grace, and intelligence, of course Morrigan." Carl paused for a moment as she slipped on her blouse. He pondered her question before he continued. "Strength Morrigan, a woman strong enough to surrender completely to her lover without losing herself. But I fear if I continue your American sensibilities might be offended, and as your say we do have to go to breakfast." Kolkac rose from his seat, his fingers slowly began to button Morrigan's blouse, her started at the bottom and as each button closed he kissed the next patch of her silken skin that would be hidden from him until only the top button of Morrigan's blouse was open. Pulling the young beauty to him he tucked the tails of her blouse into the young beauty's skirt letting his hands savor the feel of her tight firm ass.

Carl stepped back and handed Morrigan her jacket. "Breakfast?"

Dr. Kolkac could feel the young coed's body tremble as he buttoned her blouse, he smiled to himself as her breath caught at the first kiss, and then the soft whimper that filled her throat when he cupped her firm ass in his hands.

"Yes please Doctor. I'm starving." Her soft smile and smoldering eyes pleased him as she stood there on the verge of something new, something she had not expected, that this man her professor wanted her as a lover. Carl's lips teasingly brushed Morrigan's in a fleeting tempting kiss.

"I am famished as well Morrigan, but my hunger is for you." Carl left those words to haunt the young beauty as he took her arm in his and lead her down to breakfast. When they entered the dining room, Count Tepes, their host came to her and kissed both of Morrigan's cheeks, his body just brushing hers. "Thank you for a most enjoyable evening Miss Smythson." He lingered a moment longer than was necessary, his body close to hers. It seemed that Dr. Kolkac was not the only man that desired her company. Morrigan Smythson was discovering that European men were not the same as those she had known in the States.

The conversation at breakfast dealt with the legends of the Carpathian Mountains and Transylvania. Count Tepes seemed too reveled in the history of his infamous ancestor. Breakfast was a light affair featuring fresh fruits and breads dipped in wine. Dr. Kolkac conversed with their host in Romanian, and then he would translate for Morrigan. He would from time to time ask her option on some point or another and then listen attentively to her answer. He treaded the young coed more as an intellectual equal rather than an underling intern, a glorified secretary. The day settled into a routine of research in Castle Bran library. It soon became evident that as famous as the area was for vampires, that the legends of were creatures abounded as well. Not only werewolves, but were cats, and were bears as well. They centered on regions that had been least touched by the modern world, those areas deep within the vast loneliness of the mountains and along the routes taken by the Romany, gypsy, caravans.

It was during an afternoon coffee break when Dr. Kolkac was deeply involved in an obscure text that Count Tepes found Morrigan taking her coffee on a terrace. "Miss Smythson, Morrigan I have found a room for you if sharing one with Dr. Kolkac is uncomfortable for you. I understand that Americans do not look on the sharing of rooms between young women and older men as acceptable. Unless" The Count let his voice trail off even as his eyes roamed over Morrigan's stunning young body. Tepes was not so much worried with American sensibilities as he was in finding out what the relationship between the young beauty and the professor was. This ravishing young beauty could prove to be an interesting diversion and one well worth the plunking.

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Carl had been mildly distracted all day. Morrigan was undoubtedly a ravishing young beauty, but she had not seemed to have had a boyfriend at MacGyver, never mind a lover. In fact the young freshman seemed to have no ties to anyone in the states. He wondered idly just how experienced she was.

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"My dear Count Tepes it sounds as if you are fishing for information. A room of my own would be delightful thank you, particularly if it is close enough to the Doctors that I won't have to worry about getting lost in this huge castle if we work late." The Count was indeed fishing for information and Morrigan's ready acceptance of a room of her own told him she had not become Dr. Kolkac lover as yet. A pleased little smile at this innocent slip by the young coed pleased him as he pondered his next move.

She offered him a shy smile."Speaking of getting lost, would it be possible to arrange for someone to show me around a bit. This place is huge and I know I'm going to end up utterly turned around at some point. My sense of direction is awful." Count Tepes warmly returned Morrigan's smile as she handed him the perfect opportunity to get her alone and away from Dr. Kolkac. "I shall see to it personally Morrigan." The Count clicked his heels and bowing he bent to kiss her hand but instead of kissing the back of it, her turned the girl's hand over and kissed her palm.

"Shall we say in an hour when the library closes?" It was more a statement then a question. When she returned Dr. Kolkac was stilled in groused in the text he had been studying. He raised his eyes when Morrigan returned and looked over his wire framed glasses at her. "This is amazing Morrigan the latest report of a werewolf was three months ago in a village about fifteen kilometers from here." He seemed as excited as a child in a candy store. He swept her into his arms in the excitement of the moment and kissed her hard on the lips. "So do you fancy a hike up in to the mountains in a day or so? I still have a day's work here and have to compile a list of witnesses to the sighting." He stepped back smiling at her. The feel of her young body again igniting his passion for her and it shown darkly in his eyes.

"Absolutely!" she said excitedly. "Not only does it sound exciting but it'll give me a chance to not be wearing my school skirt." He had noticed this time that Morrigan had given herself over to his kiss and her shy sheepish grin pleased him. Before he could tell the young beauty he would be more than glad to get her out of her school skirt she blurted out her news. "Oh! Before I forget, the Count offered to find me another room so we won't be tripping over each other quite so much. I told him it should be close to yours,"

"Really Morrigan!" The tone of Carl's voice told her he was not in the least pleased with her decision to move into her own room. Form the comments that Count Tepes had made in Romanian that morning he knew the Count would like nothing better than to sample the young coed's sweet charms. He supposed she was old enough to make her own decisions but he was defiantly not pleased and it showed. "Well if you are going to accept the Count's offer then I imagine you will want to move your things before dinner." So she really did not find in him what she was looking for in a lover. It had been an enticing dream while it lasted but then she was young and beautiful and as yet he had no claim on her. "Then you better go now." Carl returned to his reports his body stiff, as he turned from her.

"Dr. Kolkac...Carl, you make it sound as if I'm moving from your room to the Count's. I'm not. I agreed to take a room if it was close to yours. The fact is you aren't like any man I've ever known Doctor and you keep me perpetually off balance. I need space to myself to re-center myself at times. You move faster and are much more intense than I'm used to from American men my own age Doctor. I have to admit that sometimes it scares me a little. Please don't be mad at me."

Carl stood there her delicate hand on his shoulder her soft voice pleading for understanding. He was caught in the devil's own choice. If he told Morrigan that Count Tepes wanted her then he would sound like a petulant school boy and he would also be insulting their host. As yet she had not accepted him as her lover. Morrigan was young and beautiful and she could do much worst that accepting the wealthy and influential Count as her lover. With a sigh Dr. Kolkac decided she would have to make her own choice. "I am not mad with you Morrigan just disappointed. I had hoped." He let his voice trail off there was no point to put undue pressure on her. "That you might have wished to stay and share my room. You better go and I have some work to finish."

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Count Tepes was just coming to the library when Morrigan emerged. "So are you ready for your tour of Castle Bran Morrigan?"

"Count Tepes! You startled me. Yes I'm ready, "she said with a smile at the thought of touring the castle."Where shall we start?"

"The battlements of course." Tepes linked his arm in Morrigan's and lead her to the battlements. He was the perfect guide, charming suave and attentive. As they worked their way through the castle he recounted the legends of Vlad the Impaler, the romantic tales of Count Dracula. They had worked their way back down to the main floor and the count poured Morrigan a glass of wine. When she hesitated a little pout of disappointment bowed his lips as if she refused would be an insult. He watched as the powerful aphrodisiac laced wine took effete slowly.

"So Now for the dudgeons a high point for the tours where the evil Count Dracula took his innocent victims." Tepes teased her. They had just reached the dudgeons when a man in livery came up to the count and spoke to him in Romanian. He scowled obviously displeased with what the man said. The man stood there obviously waiting for an answer. Then Tepes turned to Morrigan. "One of the staff who is suppose to portray a young victim of Count Dracula has been taken sick." He paused as his eyes held the young American coed's. "Could I impose on you Morrigan to play the part?"

"I'm no actress Count! I'm sure your staff if quite well versed in just the right way to set up such scenes and I would only mess it up with my clumsiness."

"But what would a tour of the Count Dracula's Dudgeon be without a beautiful damsel in distress Morrigan and you are the only young beauty available." Tepes chided Morrigan as her led her into the medieval dudgeon. It was set up for the tour complete with theatrical lightening to enhance the effect and a low howling background tape to further enhance the setting. "Really Morrigan it is quite simple you stretch your hands over your head I bind them in the manacles and you just look helpless and innocently beautiful." He had lead her to the place where she would be in chains and the manacles dangling above her.

"It is part of the highlight of the tour and helps keep the castle preserved, besides you would not want to disappoint my guest would you Morrigan." He teased her. His eyes held hers in a deep penetrating gaze that would have done his infamous ancestor proud. He had been such a charming and gracious host and had even arranged for her to have her own room. The servant looked between the Count and her with pleading eyes. Finally she nodded her head once. "All right I'll do it. Do I need a costume or will my school uniform be sufficient?" The Count smiled. "No you school uniform will be perfect Morrigan."

The naïve young beauty saw the look of relief in the servant's eyes as he scurried off to let the tour director know all was well. "Now raise your hands above your head! Yes just like that." Count Tepes slowly snapped the manacles around Morrigan's delicate wrists, but instead of the bite of cold steel they where encircled in soft sensual, padded leather that held her firmly. "They are not too tight are they Morrigan?" Tepes's body pressed closed to the bond young beauty's and a sensual warmth spread through her, as he checked her bindings and she could feel his muscular body through their clothing. He could not believe his luck in having this rare beauty at his mercy. Slowly he backed away and smiled at her.
"Thank you Morrigan."

As the tour came through they gasped when they saw her and then shrieked as the Count dressed as Dracula sprang from the shadows and enveloped the innocent young bound beauty in his cape lowering his fangs to her throat. She had no idea he was going to swoop out of nowhere on her and gave a cry that was truly frightened as his bared fangs moved toward her throat. The tour went wild at Morrigan's scream and it seemed she had made a great impression on them. Tepes's body was pressed hard to Morrigan's she was enfolded in his arms and his breath was hot and moist on her neck. It was almost as if she was the really a young damsel in distress, the heroin of one of her Gothic Novels. "A round of applause for our young damsel in distress and the Count." They applauded the performance and then where conducted on their way. Tepes's body was still pressed to Morrigan's

"Yuri, Morrigan that is my name sweet child." His lips where a breath away from hers and then they brushed her in a sensually seductive kiss. His lips parted from hers and small butterfly kisses followed the line of Morrigan's jaw, he nibbled her earlobe and whispered. "You are quite beautiful Morrigan."

Tepes's voice was husky, deep and laced with passion his fingers strayed to the bound young coed's blouse and she could feel the button of her blouse pop open, could feel growing warmth in the pit of her stomach. Yuri's kisses floated down the slender column of her throat, the next button gave way and he kissed the newly bared flesh. That dark sensual heat spread from the pit of her stomach to warm her whole supple young body. The third button surrendered to his fingers and he eased back the stunning young Americans blouse to kiss the sweet scented valley between her breasts. Morrigan was gasping, her arousal building as Count Tepes continued to undo the buttons of Morrigan's blouse, each patch of newly bared skin kissed and sensually tongued. His leg was between her now gently rubbing her soft inner thigh. He had tugged the blouse from her skirt and Morrigan's blouse hung open. She was bared to the waits except for her lacy bra. "Yes quite beautiful Morrigan. Tell me do you believe in the creatures of the night?" His black eyes bore into hers.

Yuri Tepes smiled as his lips caressed Morrigan's silken skin he felt her stunning young body tremble with desire as she hung helpless in her chains. "T...thank you Count Tepes...Yuri, I don't know if I believe in them or not. I certainly enjoy the legends surrounding them." She managed to stammer as his eyes held hers captive. Morrigan was overwhelmed and Tepes knew it, he could see it in her eyes. He could feel her heart pounding and the life pulse in her neck throbbing just below the surface of her pale flawless skin. Yuri's leg continued to rub gently against her silken inner thigh as his lips kissed her naked belly, and his tongue slowly teasing the young coed's naval. He stood, his lips claiming hers in another searing kiss. The Count could sense her fear, her arousal and caught the first faint musky hint of Morrigan's growing arousal.

The soft rasping sound of her skirt's zipper caressed Morrigan's senses in the stillness of the dudgeon. The moist cool air caressed her feverous skin as her skirt fluttered down the long columns of her sculptured legs to pool around her dainty feet. Yuri's maddening slow, sensually, seductive, kisses again trailed down across her supple young body, across her heaving breast, her quivering belly until his hot moist breath bathed her panty clad pussy. Each whimper of fear, each gasp of the young coed's growing arousal that escaped her full ripe lips thrilled him each little sigh of pleasure, so seductive. He pressed a kiss to Morrigan's sweet neither lips through the thin lacy material. She was helpless to defend herself, she was caught in the raw power of this man who took what he desired and Morrigan knew that he desired her.

The young American coed felt his finger hook into the waist band of her panties. Ease the gossamer scrape of lace over the swell of her hips, down over the sensual curve of her firm ass; the girl's soft downy fleece was kissed by the cool breeze of his dungeon. Yuri's maddening tempting kisses, then he intimately kissed her now naked pussy. His tongue snaking out to taste her sweet dewy nectar, the tip his tongue flicking to tease Morrigan's throbbing clit. This was no dream, he was real and OH God how her body wanted him to continue, her chaste young mind said NO. Like a frightened dove she whispered, "Yuri, let me down please."

Count Tepes was not some callow American youth, he knew what Morrigan's body wanted and he knew that he wanted, her. His only answer to Morrigan's whispered plea was that his tongue slithered along the girl's soft dewy pink folds cleaving deeper into her as his lips now suckled her clit. Nothing in Morrigan's young life had prepared her to deal with men who knew what they wanted, who knew the art of seduction and could readily see the sexual needs that coursed through her young body, that she herself did not recognizes. To men like Dr. Kolkac and Count Tepes could see the deep, dark, submissive nature of the young beauty. They were not the callow boys that she had dated back in the states that would accept boyish groping and a kiss and then retreat when she told them to, no these where men that took control and tempted her to realms of pleasure she had never known before.

Yuri pressed Morrigan, "How many lovers have you had Morrigan, how many have you taken into your body?" Yuri's hot breath washed over Morrigan's sweet moist pussy, she gasped in sensual pleasure, as he taunted her with that most intimate question. He paused only a moment before his tongue lashed her sweet pussy driving her to the brink of carnal pleasure.

Gasping for breath Morrigan her back arched with the force of the orgasm he had wrung from her, Morrigan tried to calm herself as she came down from the pleasure he'd given her and found she couldn't even meet his gaze but she did answer his question. "One, just one, Yuri let me down, please," she pleaded softly. Her young supply body responded to the Count's expert manipulation of her and a burning need once more began to rise in the trapped young coed. He knew just how to touch her to enkindle passions she had never dreamed of. He smiled at her admitted lack of experience. "Yuri, this isn't cute anymore. I agreed to help with your show for the tourists,..." Morrigan's voice trailed off in a soft low mewing as her body soared, yet her agile young mind said "This Is Wrong". Morrigan struggled against her bounds desperate to try to gain some semblance of control over the situation she found herself in. Yuri paid no heed to the young beauty's protestations but only redoubled his sensually seductive assault on the young American coed. His tongue darted into her pussy and found Morrigan's sweet spot and he expertly teased the young beauty until she was reduced to a quivering bundle of nerves as he ripped another orgasm from her bound body.

"Count Tepes must you chain your guest to gain what you want from them?" It was Dr. Kolkac voice that broke the silence. And he watched as the count's faced turned crimson. Tepes bowed to Carl and left Morrigan hanging n her chains. Carl released her as the Count left.

Carl caught the young beauty as she slumped into his arms. "Your safe now Morrigan." He held her in his arms cradling her to him. Morrigan blushed a deep crimson, did Carl know that she had in some ways loved the feelings, the pleasure, that Yuri had ignited in her. Yet the Count had ruined it all when he did not stop when she had told him to. Oh how she both loved and hated the feeling of being helpless.

"I didn't know that would happen Dr. Kolkac, I swear I didn't. Morrigan sobbed out the whole sorted tale of what had happened as she clung to Dr. Kolkac. He could not believe that she was so naïve, so innocent in the ways of the world. "Why wouldn't he listen?" she whimpered and buried her head in his chest once more. Carl stroked her silken tresses and let the young beauty sob out her confusion and fear.

"Morrigan the Count did not listen because he knew you really craved his touch, the power he wheeled over you." He watched as she lifted he head, her sweet ripe lips parting ready to protest what he had said. Carl placed a single finger on Morrigan's lips to silence the denial he knew was coming. "Morrigan he knows you are by nature a submissive and he used it against you." Carl paused his eyes holding her stunning tear shimmering green eyes captive. "You said you had only one lover and I'll wager he did not please you my dear."

"Josh did too..." she started to protest and then her eyes went wide. Staring up at him she wrenched herself out of his arm, her eyes flashing fire at him before she spun and simply fled the dungeon, unable to admit to herself that the Count had stirred her passions, and that her first lover was a disappointment. Carl followed at a discreet distance. He knew that Morrigan was mad confused and needed time alone. Yet the Carpathian Mountains where not the Green Mountain's of New England, there was real danger lying outside in the wild country side and night would soon envelop her. He stood and let the young American beauty sob out her frustration. When she finally sank to her knees and just sat there by a tree Carl came to her.

"Morrigan I gave the Count every opportunity to listen to you and when it became oblivious you where in over your head I stepped in." He made no mention of the pleasure that the Count had brought to her. Dr. Kolkac paused letting his words sink in. "This is not America and men like the Count are use to getting what they want and my dear he wants you." Carl stood over Morrigan but he did not make a move towards her. "You are a submissive Morrigan it is part of your nature, just as your inquiring mind is." Carl knelt to look the young beauty in the eyes his gaze unblinking unwavering. "You need a man to guide you and meet your needs. But it is your decision, if you run then you will never know the truth."

"Doctor, I'm truly too tired to argue, or to even decide if I agree. I just want to get back to our room, clean up and pass out right now. I need time to think about everything." Carl eased back on his heels. Morrigan had left the dudgeon in such haste that she had forgotten that Yuri had stripped her of her skirt and panties. The stunning young beauty's blouse hung open, her bar the, only garment that left her some shred of modesty. Carl could not help but notice her long athletic legs and that the scent of Morrigan's arousal still clung to her. He stood and slowly eased out of his teed sports jacket.

"Morrigan slip this on." He held his jacket open for her so she could cover her nakedness and slipped it over her shoulders. Dr. Kolkac jacket's helm feel only a few inches below the young beauty's dark downy fleece but at least it covered her, though each step Morrigan took would give a tantalizing peek of her upper thigh. Carl saw the crimson blush that kissed her flawless cheeks. "Your beautiful Morrigan and you should take pride in your beauty."

He waited for her to gather her wits and then taking her by the hand led the shattered little beauty back to the castle. They paused on the edge of the forest, the sun just sinking over the mountains to the west. Morrigan would have to walk through the castle to the room they shared in her scandalous state of dress. Carl's hand slipped into hers and he gave it a reassuring squeeze. This would be the longest walk of her young life, unless Morrigan planned to spend the night outside, she would have to make it. Dr. Kolkac held her had letting the young coed know that he was there for her. Then they began that long walk through the gate of Castle Bran that would lead them to the room they shared. The eyes of the castle staff followed Morrigan as she walked beside Dr. Kolkac wearing only his tweed jacket her legs scandalously exposed and her sweet pussy and firm little ass barely covered. The look in his eyes silenced any comment or snicker from the staff. "Walk proudly Morrigan do not let them see fear or shame." As they reached the bottom of the stairs that led to their room he stopped and turned to one of the Count Tepes's staff. "Please inform the Count that Miss Smythson and I will be dinning in our room this evening."

Ten minutes later they arrived back in the room they shared to find Morrigan's skirt neatly folded and laying on the bed, a red rose laid across it.

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Count Tepes had not been pleased with the arrival of Dr. Kolkac. He seized at the lost opportunity to sample the charms of the young American coed. He decided to bide his time, now all the more determined to have her. The memory of her supple young body twisting in her chains and the way it had arched to his mouth as he savored her sweet dewy nectar as she came for him haunted the Count.

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Carl was proud of Morrigan as she held her head high in what he knew had to be pure humiliation for her. He knew the staff would think nothing of him coming in with the nearly naked beauty after all he was a man her professor and she was his intern and it was expected that she was also most likely his lover. By now they would have known Count Tepes also desired her but with this blatant declaration that the young beauty was his would force the Count to leave her be, or lose face in front of the staff. After all there were certain properties that had to be maintained.

Dr. Kolkac smiled as Morrigan gave him a weak smile and she headed for the bathroom. She didn't bother closing the door but went to sit on the edge of the tub. She winced when the first wash of hot water hit her battered feet. "Here let me do that Morrigan." Carl sat on the edge of the tub and took her injured foot in his lap. At first Morrigan resisted but Carl gave her a sharp no nonsense look. He lathered a cloth and gently bathed her feet first one then the other. He did not say anything she would speak when she was ready. Her feet bathed he went to his bag and took out a tube of salve and a roll of gauze. Her feet now treated and bandaged they sat there in silence for a moment. "Better?"

Before Morrigan could answer there was a soft knock at the door. A servant rolled in a cart with their dinner on it. "Dinner is served Morrigan." The fair was a simple meal of braised duck served with a blueberry sauce, and a white wine, the desert a white chocolate mousse. Dr. Kolkac waited for her to speak.

"I'm sorry Dr. Kolkac. I'm not going to be much good for company tonight. Thank you for taking care of my feet but I think I should just go to bed. Don't feel like you have to stay with me though, I'd understand if you wanted to go downstairs with the adults." Dr. Kolkac raised an eyebrow at Morrigan's comment and sat there as she rose pushing away from the table she turned away from him and went to the bed where she simply curled up on her side on top of the blankets. She looked so frail as she lay there her spirits in a slump and awash in self pity.

"And what if I prefer the company of the adult here in my room?" Carl saw the look of astonishment on her sad young face at his comment. He came and sat on his side of the bed and looked down at Morrigan his eyes soft and gentle without the slightest hint of accusation in them. "Morrigan I could never be attracted to a girl, my tastes are for women, strong and beautiful women like you, not weak little girls!" Carl voice was gentle and more there was a strong conviction in what he said. "Submission is not for the weak Morrigan but only for the strong." Carl saw a look of utter disbelief in her soft emerald green eyes, as if he were speaking Greek to her. "I think you were wrong this time Doctor," she said, her voice sad and stiffly formal. "Today should have proven that to you."

"Far from it Morrigan you showed great strength. You fought for what you believed in. You took yourself away from a man who betrayed your trust, as soon as you could. So what if your body responded, you're young, beautiful and your body's response was natural." He turned her head so she had to look at him. "Is what frightened you, was that you enjoyed it despite your fear?" His eyes asked her for honesty and he had been there for at least part of it, if nothing else her admission that she had but one lover in her life. Had he seen how she had embraced the pleasure that Yuri had brought to her body despite her being chained and helpless.

Finally dropping her gaze from his she shrugged gently, "Partly, but it was more that he just ignored me. He was so intent on taking what he wanted, it was like I wasn't even there really, or I was just a toy for his amusement. He betrayed the trust I gave him when I agreed to let him shackle me there for the amusement of his tour group. It was supposed to be harmless and fun and he turned it something dark and sinister. That my body betrayed me just shows how weak I truly am and sickens me more than it frightens me."

Carl had been right Morrigan was a true submissive and it frightened her because of the Count's betrayal of her trust. She found it hard to believe that her body could have responded so and saw it as a betrayal instead of a natural reaction to pleasure. Carl felt sorry for the young beauty, her society did not permit her to just enjoyed, but told her she must be in control to be a liberated woman. Such a cruel lie for all it had done was enslave her to society's norms.

She growled softly, "If he comes near me again, Count or not, he'll be sorry." Carl lifted her chin and he held her soft eyes again. "Would you like to find out if you could regain those feelings Morrigan?" He saw the look of utter disbelief in her expressive emerald green eyes. "Pick a safe word anything you like and when you speak it I'll stop, but until then you will do everything I tell you to do!" He smiled as her mouth dropped open. "Trust me Morrigan I would never hurt you."

"You said everything you tell me to do Doctor but just what does that mean to you? Where are your own personal lines drawn? What can I be sure you won't do?"

"All you need do is trust me Morrigan when you say your safe word I'll stop. Can you do that?" Carl gave her the choice he did not press her at all, he asked was that she trust him. He had offered her a chance to find out who she was, to explore new horizon she would never dare do at home. "It is your choice Morrigan." If she decided to test him Carl would bide his time unlike the count he wanted her for more than a day.

The silence lingered between them, the young beauty tempted by Carl's offer he could see it in her eyes, along with the fear of Yuri's betrayal. "Alright, anything you say? But I have one hard line for now, no tying me to anything. I know myself and with what happened today if I can't move I can guarantee I'll freak out on you. If that's acceptable than the word I choose is MacGyver."

"Very well Morrigan and MacGyver it shall be." Carl Kolkac leaned over and let his lips brush the frightened young coed's. Carl let the kiss linger, deepen, seductively calling to Morrigan. When his lips parted from hers they seemed to cling to each other till the last possible moment. He leaned back against the head board of the bed. "Morrigan stand up and remove your clothing, then turn slowly so I can see you from every angle." Dr. Kolkac knew how hard it seemed for the young girl to be naked before him, and now he was having her undress and then display herself to him. He watched as Morrigan lay there curled on the bed hesitating.

"Morrigan"

Morrigan had surrendered to his kiss; he could see the longing in her eyes when their lips had parted. The small whimper of loss pleased Carl as she rolled from their bed. She winced slightly as her feet hit the floor but she ignored the mild flare of pain and deftly undid the buttons of her blouse. Letting it flutter to the floor before she twisted slightly to undo her bra. When it too hit the floor she turned slowly before him as he'd instructed and could feel the deep blush that seared her skin. She was gorgeous her body could temp any man. Carl slowly studied every sensual curve, her soft creamy skin practically beckoned to be caressed, she was fit and well toned, firm high breasts, a narrow waist and the curve of her ass so seductive. Her dark chocolate brown hair was thick, Morrigan's flashing green eyes sparkled, and her firm full lips seemed to beg to be kissed.
"Come here Morrigan." His voice beckoned to her, deep dark and commanding. When the blushing beauty stood before him Carl let his hands lovingly explore her supple young body, each caress sensually seductive as he gauged how her ravishing young body responded to his touch. His fingers slid along her dewy pink folds, teased her clit, and then slipped within her chaste young body to tease and please the young coed. "What do you desire Morrigan?" Kolkac's question a haunting whisper that demanded an answer.

When his fingers found her pussy she whimpered softly, her hips rolling just slightly toward his touch until they slid inside her drawing an aching groan from her throat. "Right now I just don't want you to stop." Morrigan's voice was a soft breathy whisper as Carl continued to tease her with his fingers. The stunning little coed was standing by the bed, her thighs parted as his fingers took her. He smiled up in to her smoldering green eyes. "Touch yourself Morrigan show me how you like your breasts touched!"

Kolkac's voice was soft, almost hypnotic, as his eyes held her captive. He doubted that anyone had ever had her touch herself before, to have her show them how she liked to be touched. Carl wanted to see how far the young beauty would go, as he took away from her all decisions of what would happen. He was gentle with her for he knew she felt vulnerable and completely out of her element. She needed to know she could trust him. He watched silently as her hands rose to her firm high breast and taunt rose bud nipples.

"Morrigan have you ever mad love to a man with your mouth?" Carl's finger brushed her sweet spot as he asked the question and another finger slipped with in her tight pussy to flutter over that elusive spot, teasing and massaging it till Morrigan's belly was quivering with need and desire.

The moon rose a shimmering half sphere that shown through the ragged night sky, as storm clouds gathered over the Carpathian Mountains, its ghostly silvery light bathing the young beauty as Morrigan whimpered softly at the order and felt her skin flushing crimson once more. Slowly she reached up; her touch uncertain as she cupped her breasts gently and ran her thumbs across the already taut nipples. Carl Kolkac smiled as her delicate fingers caressed her nipples and her supple young body bathed his teasing fingers with her dewy arousal. Morrigan's sweet young voice a breathy passion laced whisper as she answered his question. "Y-yes," she finally managed to gasp out, "I I was never very good at it though," she said and looked away ashamed of the admission.

The ravishing young coed own pleasure burst upon her engulfing her hungering young body in white hot passion and her knees buckled under her bearing her down to her knees, Kolkac fingers slipping from her."Make love to me with your mouth Morrigan, please me as I have pleased you."

Tipping her head forward the tip of Morrigan's tongue touched his cock shyly, gently and tentatively. It swirled gently around just the head as the young coed savored the taste and texture of his skin. Moving closer between his legs her body pressed to his inner thighs and her hands rested lightly on his hips as she learned his cock with her soft kisses and gentle licks.

The shimmering moon light played in Morrigan's lustrous hair, thousands of points of light, dancing beams along her silken tresses. They crept over her pale flawless skin to bathed Kolkac's body. He seemed stronger more viral than ever before as if the very light of the moon was a magic elixir. The hair on his broad chest and thighs thicker, and his face more rugged, chiseled, Carl fingers ran through Morrigan's luxurious silken hair.

"Oh Yes Morrigan, ummmmmmmmm!"It seemed her shy little kisses and licks pleased him as he let her hair trickle through his fingers. His voice now husky darker, deeper than before was tinged with a primal growl. His voice wrapped around her mind, called to her like the howl of a wolf in the night."Take me into your mouth Morrigan please me!" Kolkac's hand guided the young beauty , encouraged her to be bolder but did not force her. He praised her when she parted her lips and then they "O"ed around his shaft. For now Carl remained still letting Morrigan become accustom to him in her mouth.

"You are truly beautiful to me Morrigan."

Looking up at him her soft emerald green eyes questioned if he meant what he said or if he was teasing her in some way. Kolkac's eyes told Morrigan that he meant what he said he let her see her own shy gentle beauty reflected in his eyes. His touch loving as she stared up a him, just the tip of his cock resting in her sweet mouth. He cupped her chin in his hand and whispered softly, "Come!" Carl drew Morrigan up on to the bed to lay with him he positioned her over his body, his ridged cock pointing up towards her moist lips and her legs straddling him, her moist young pussy just above his lips.

"Continue Morrigan" As his words faded his tongue snaked out to taste her. It ran the length of her dewy pink folds the tip flicking out to tease the young teen's clit. He made love to her with his mouth, feasting on her sweet dewy nectar. Carl nibbled at her clit before starting to slowly work his tongue in and out of her, the tip of his tongue just teasing Morrigan's sweet spot.

Twisting she looked back at him but before she could say anything she felt his tongue sliding inside her and gasped softly. Morrigan's sparkling green eyes where smoldering with the first caress of Dr. Kolkac tongue, her soft gasp of pleasure thrilled him. Her head bent again to take his cock into her mouth, her lips "O"ed, and they slowly sank down his shaft until she had taken him almost fully within her. Carl soon realized that it was hard for the shy young beauty to concentrate on her assigned task. With a wicked grin on his face he began to alter his feasting on her sweet little pussy. When she became distracted with the pleasure he brought her he eased back until she suckled him harder. Slowly wordlessly he bought the young beauty the knowledge one must give pleasure, to receive pleasure.

Kolkac ripped a violent orgasm from Morrigan and supped on her sweet nectar. Again and again he brought the young beauty to the dizzying heights of pleasure he would hold her tittering on the edge of the abyss of that pleasure then plunge her into ecstasy. He felt his own climax approaching, could feel his balls tighten and then Morrigan's mouth was filled with his white hot passion for her. His cock throbbed and jerked in her mouth as wave after wave of his pleasure gushed into the young beauty's mouth and throat. The room was filled with Carl's low growl of pleasure that burst into a howl of pleasure wild and bestial in its intensity.

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Count Tepes longed to have Morrigan he knew there was nothing he could do at present but once they left Castle Bran. Yet he was not satisfied with merely waiting he stole through the castle's secret passages to the viewing chamber above the room where Dr. Kolkac and Morrigan where. He smiled as he watched the young beauty strip and then fall to her knees as the Doctor tormented and pleased her. Morrigan's sweet taste lingered on Yuri's lips and as he watched her head dipped to Kolkac's cock he vowed the proud beauty would be his.

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When at last his own release flooded Morrigan's mouth she groaned softly and swallowed quickly. She didn't think about it but just did it. When he was done she slumped on his body, her breathing ragged and harsh while her body continued to shiver from the pleasure he'd given her.

"Umm you please me Morrigan." Kolkac gathered the young beauty into his arms after giving her sweet pussy one more sensual lick. Her rich chocolate hair was in wild disarray, her skin flushed pink in the afterglow of her pleasure. Carl's finger gathered the little trickle of his cum form the corner of her mouth and ran it over Morrigan's sweet ripe lips. Carl let the young beauty rest on his chest as she caught her breath. He held her in his arms, her stunning young body humming with pleasure. He knew he had awakened in Morrigan a sensuality and a passion that once released could not be caged again. He had her strip, make love to him with her mouth. None of it had been her decision other than to submit to his will. In her submission Carl Kolkac had freed the young American coed to just enjoy. He had praised her every little success in pleasing him, had shown her stunning beauty reflected in his eyes and she saw for the first time in her young life that she was desirable. Carl had also brought her a pleasure so intense that it had engulfed her as never before, a pleasure that left the young beauty hungering for more.

Morrigan lay next to him naked, her soft supple body pressed to his firm hard muscular body, the line of his still ridged cock pressed to her belly. There was a confidence and raw power to him that she had never seen before in the stodgy professor form MacGyver. It was a dark primal power that was both enticing and demanding at the same time. In the morning he would take her to Sighisoara to shop, her new status would require certain articles of clothing, but tomorrow still lay in the future the night was still young.

"What do you desire Morrigan?" Kolkac's question a soft whispered temptation.

Looking up at him her emerald green eyes glowed with longing and desire and her answer came on a low, husky whisper, "You...more."

Kolkac drew Morrigan up over his body and his lips brushed hers. At first the kiss was sensually tender fleeting as then he let the young coed's smoldering desire take hold and he responded to her need, her desire and then let the kiss deepen. He let Morrigan feel his body as hers pressed down on to his. His cock pulsing against her quivering belly as their tongues danced together and the kiss deepen until it seared her soul and her toes curled with its intensity. Carl eased Morrigan up until she straddled his waist still locked in his embrace, his lips still cling to hers. His cock so close yet so far. Slowly he broke their kiss as he reclined. His hands cupping her high firm young breast as he rolled her pebble hard nipples under the pads of his thumbs.

"Come to me my little vixen!" Morrigan would have to mount him, guide him, to the center of her desire and need. His eyes smiled up into hers beckoning her to him. He doubted that her one lover had done anything other than take her in the missionary position.

Morrigan's soft little groan pleased Carl as her dainty hand guided him into her and let her own body weight impale her on his length with a soft sigh of pleasure. Her hot tight little pussy grasping and clutching his cock as it filled her. He slowly rocked his hips to hers as he claimed his young teenaged beauty. He trust up to meet the girl's downward plunge, his fingers teasing her nipples leaving molten fire and desire in their wake. He slowly let the tempo of their coupling build till Morrigan shrieked her release. He brought her a series of orgasms, each one building on the one before, as the young girl became lost in a swirling dizzying world of liquid pleasure that bathed his cock and her silken thighs. Carl denied his own pleasure holding her on his throbbing cock till he could again drive in to her. He rolled Morrigan to her side his arms enfolding her as he relentlessly thrust into her welcoming chaste young body. He took the young girl in a series of changing positions until she was at last on her hands and knees as his balls slapped against her thighs, his hand cupping her breast, tugging at her nipples Carl Kolkac could no longer resist the seductive pleasure of Morrigan's body . He drew her back on his cock, held her there, as his passion exploded in white hot liquid fire deep within her.

The young beauty was spent and exhausted as she collapsed under him. He gathered her into his arms bathed her face and neck with hot passionate kisses as he whispered how she had pleased him, and how beautiful she was. Carl let his little lover fall asleep in his arms. Tomorrow they would go into town to shop at one of the adult shops that would carter to his needs and desires.

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Yuri fumed as he watched the wanton way in which Morrigan gave herself to Kolkac, as he watched from his secret hiding place his lust for her was growing by the second. He would have her even if he had to sell his soul to do it.

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Carl looked a good ten years younger in the morning light his body hard and viral. As if some magical change had accrued over night. Dr. Kolkac kissed Morrigan awake in the morning and smiled lovingly into her eyes. "Would my little vixen like to go shopping in Sighisoara today?" Carl wondered what she would thing of the leather outfits that he would show her, if she would be shocked at their scandalous nature. He swatted Morrigan's firm little ass. "Hurry up vixen before I change my mind." He teased her before claiming her lips in a sensually seductive kiss.

At the mention of shopping Morrigan's eyes danced with pleasure. It seemed nothing ever really changed. Thought it had been quite some time sense Dr. Carl Kolkac had taken a lover, it seemed young women still adored shopping. When Carl's lips claimed his little vixen's it drew a groan from her throat making her body melt against his. Breaking the kiss a moment later she smiled shyly down at him and blushed slightly while speaking her mind all the same, "If you keep that up Doctor we won't make it shopping today."

"Would that be so bad Morrigan?" He teased the young coed before rolling her on top of him and proceeding to wake her in a most sensual manner.

They had woken early but it was late morning before Morrigan slipped from the sheet her supple young body tinged a seductive shade of pink as she basked in the fading glow of her orgasm and padded to the bathroom for a late morning shower. Then they came down for a light breakfast Carl spoke in hushed tones to one of the staff a consistory smile bowing his lips. They talked of many things his eyes lovingly holding hers captive. When they arrived at the entrance to castle Bran instead of a car waiting for them a small carriage and a horse awaited them.

"Your carriage Me Lady!" He teased Morrigan as he helped her up. A flick of the whip and the young filly picked up her heels and pranced down the cobbled drive her hooves clicking as they went. The drive to Sighisoara was breath taking as they rode through the late morning sunlight. It was a scene out of the past, one strangely haunting and romantic.

"So Morrigan a casual dress, a skirt and blouse for I am sure you must be tiered of always wearing your school uniform." Carl smiled as he sat in the shops and Morrigan came out to model her selections. The store clerks seemed to find it quiet natural that a younger woman was with an older man and several of the shop girls almost looked jealously at Morrigan good fortune. Car save the fetish shop for last and smiled as the young American coed's eyes grew wide at the display of thigh high boots and leather corsets, not to mention some more daring garments. "Choose three outfits Morrigan!"

Having barely stepped through the door Morrigan stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes going wide and a deep blush coloring her cheeks. Turning her head she stared at him in utter disbelief. "Doctor I wouldn't even know where to start...I've never owned anything like these."

"Well then it is high time that you do Morrigan. Beauty should be displayed not hidden!" His lips gently brushed hers in a slow lingering kiss. The shop girl stood back patiently waiting. "Is the young Lady a Mistress or a submissive Sir?" As the woman noticed Morrigan's shy blush she smiled demurely. "A submissive." The woman then took Morrigan's hands and twirled her around to evaluate her body. Dr. Kolkac smiled as her silken skirt flared sowing off Morrigan's long supple legs. "Herr Doctor is quite correct such beauty should not be hidden. Come with me my dear and we shall find something suitable."

The young American beauty was lead in to the back of the room where the shop girl took her measurements and guided Morrigan in the selection of several possible outfits. The woman took particular attention in guiding Morrigan to select colors that best suited her complexion, and garments that accentuated the girl's natural charms. "Let us see what Herr doctor thinks of this one."

Morrigan blushed deeply as she stood before Carl "I don't think I can do this Doctor. I don't even know what most of this is, much less how to wear it. I feel like I'm on a different planet in here, it's overwhelming," The shy young coed admitted in a quiet voice and couldn't meet his eyes. The look on her expressive face telling him how much she hated admitting that she didn't know what she was doing. Carl hugged Morrigan to him and let her rest in the security of his arms. She had come such a long way in such a short time. He lifted her chin and his eyes found her soft doe eyes.

"I shall choose one for you." Turning to the shop girl he smiled. "The dark blue corset and the matching boots. The young lady is new to the life, so please assist her in dressing."

"Yes Sir" Morrigan was ushered in to the back room once more with the outfit that Carl had chosen, the shop girl laced the young timid beauty into the corset and handed her the matching boots and then led her to a full length mirror. "Your beautiful I am sure Herr Doctor will be pleased now go show him how lovely you look!"

"Thank you," she managed to whisper but she couldn't banish the blush from her cheeks.

She couldn't meet the Doctor's gaze as she stepped out and simply stared down at the floor before her. Morrigan stood before Carl in the dark midnight blue corset and the matching thigh high boots. The corset fit the young American coed like a second skin, the demi cups of its bodice cupped Morrigan's firm young breasts just barely covering her rosebud nipples while baring her dusky pink areolas. The thigh high boots displayed her shapely legs to perfection. The girl was so innocently seductive and sensual. Carl smiled quiet pleased with the effect, the dark blue complemented Morrigan's pale creamy skin and her shy blush and the way she kept her eyes demurely lowered made her so much more enticing to him. He knew that the young American beauty was in over her head and yet she had done as she was told and her very stance was so very natural that it confirmed his suspicions that Morrigan was a natural submissive.

"Morrigan you are absolutely stunning." Dr. Kolkac threw his arms around her and kissed her deeply before turning the ravishing young beauty in a small pirouette so he could appreciate the fit from every angle. He sent Morrigan back to pick two more outfits and had her model them for him. The shop girl showed the young American beauty the full range of garments that would be suitable for her and their where more than just corsets. Their shopping done Carl helped Morrigan in to the carriage to start the drive back to castle Bran.

The drive back to the castle was just as scenic as before but this time the forest and mountains were painted by the setting sun and she found herself curling in close against the Doctor's side. Almost to the castle she looked up at him with a warm smile, "Thank you for such a lovely day Doctor." Carl's lips brushed Morrigan's in a tender kiss, his eyes smiling down into hers. "It was my pleasure my sexy little vixen."

Count Tepes was on the battlement that looked over the Gate to Castle Bran when the couple arrived just as the sun was setting his tall eloquent figure silhouetted against the setting sun. In that fleeting moment he could almost have been his infamous ancestor if it were not that he was bathed in the light of the setting sun.

"I am afraid that we will have to attend dinner with our host tonight Morrigan it would be taken as an insult to stay away two nights in a row and we will be leavening tomorrow for a trip into the mountains."
The staff helped Morrigan with her parcels and when they were again settled in their room Kolkac placed a box on their bed."A little something for you Vixen." Dr. Kolkac watched as his little beauty open the box to fine an evening gown made of the softest, most supple leather in dark maroon. The bodice was low cut and daring, and there was a slit on the right side that went almost to the waist. A pair of matching heels, with a tantalizing ankle strap completed the outfit. "For tonight something special for a very special young lady!" The gown looked as if it would fit the young beauty like a second skin. Carl noticed the arch of Morrigan's eyebrow, and the skeptical look as if to ask if he was really serious and Carl steady unblinking gaze told her he was.

Carl could see the allure the dress held for Morrigan as she hesitantly touched the garment. Finally the ravishing young beauty reached out and slid her fingers along the supple leather and was lost. Kolkac saw it in her soft emerald green eyes and the way she caressed the leather and the shy soft little girl smile that bowed her ripe moist lips. "It's beautiful Doctor, thank you. I hope you hid a hair dresser in there too, Because I have no idea what to do with my hair with a dress like that."

"Morrigan simplistic is the key to eloquence." He led the teen beauty to the full length mirror and swept her hair up to reveal the sensual curve of her neck. "Perhaps braided in a single French braid , or possibly two braids drawn up so." His fingers ran through her chocolate tresses as he showed her a glimpse of the possibilities. His body was pressed to Morrigan's as his fingers seductively ran through her hair. Carl turned her in his arms and kissed her with a sensual passion, letting the kiss linger as her hair cascaded down around her shoulders. When he turned her and his lips caught hers she let her body press against him, her arms wrapping up around his neck while a sigh caressed his lips.

"So what do you think?"

"Mmmmm, I think I want to stay right here like this tonight. Since that's not really optional the hair thing was a good idea too." Carl laughed, "Oh my naughty vixen I love noting better." He crushed her to him and captured her pouty lips in a searing kiss. Carl loved the way Morrigan melted into his arms the heat of her passion, yet she was correct staying here in their room was not an option. "I am afraid you are right though staying here is not an option darling." Reluctantly he let his little vixen slip from his arms to dress. He had one more surprise for Morrigan when she finally emerged from the bathroom in her sensual gown, a pair of diamond earrings and a velvet choker. He handed her the earrings and fastened the choker around her slender neck, it was simple but eloquent accessories to complete her ensemble, and carried a meaning that the naive young beauty was unaware of. He smiled at the effect and took her arm to lead her to dinner.

Again they were seated at Count Tepes, Tepes could not help but notice the velvet choker. Again they were seated to his right and left hand, again the wine flowed with dinner and Morrigan had little choice but to sip each glass or insult their host. The count's eyes drank in her beauty and he made no effort to hide the lust in his eyes for the young beauty. He took her arm after dinner and led her to the dance floor as was his right.

" You are quite stunning Morrigan." Yuri's voice a dark sensual whisper as the glided across the dance floor. "But I think I prefer you naked and in chains my dear. Tell me Morrigan what would happen if the University knew your where sleeping with Dr. Kolkac?"

Yuri loved the look of panic and hatred in Morrigan's stunning emerald green, eyes the way her body stiffened as he made his threat. He only smiled as she scurried off like a frightened little rabbit to find her master as the dance ended. Oh Yes Tepes had no doubt after seeing the velvet chocker, that Dr. Kolkac was her master even if the naive American beauty did not as of yet.

"I think we're in trouble," she said quietly. "The Count just implied he was willing to inform the school of my sleeping with you." Carl hugged Morrigan to him enfolding her in his arms and again she could feel the raw power of his embrace. "Would it bother you if he did Morrigan?" Dr. Kolkac was not the same stodgy professor she had known at MacGyver. Here he seemed so self assured, bolder, more confident. There in the moon light of the ¾ moon he look strong and invincible, as if nothing in the world of man could touch him.

"For myself no. It's you I'm worried about. If the school found out, you'd lose your job. I wouldn't want to be the cause of that." Wrapping her arms around his waist she nuzzled his chest with her cheek and sighed softly once more. Carl hugged Morrigan closer to him he let her body feel the strength of his. "Does it bother you that he's threatening to tarnish your reputation? Create a scandal around you?"

"He will do what he will do, Morrigan, men like Tepes are not use to being denied what they want and when they can't get it they strike out like little children." Dr. Kolkac had not directly answered Morrigan's question but merely evaluated the count. Before he could continue there was a discreet cough behind them. "Herr Doctor the Minister of Culture has just arrived and would like to speak with you in private."

" Of course." Carl nodded to the servant and escorted Morrigan back into the ballroom. " I'll try not to be too long darling." He kissed Morrigan and then flowed the servant.

It was not long before Count Tepes was at Morrigan's side he smiled down at her." The doctors fate lays within your hands Morrigan so what shall it be a summer's romance and the end to his distinguished career or a few hours of pleasure with me?"

Turning her gaze up to his, there was a cold fire in her emerald green her eyes. "You're wrong Count Tepes, the fate of his career lies in your hands. It is your decision what you do or don't do and just so you know, where I'm from, cohesion and blackmail are also considered rape."

Yuri watched as Morrigan turned on her heels and fled from the ballroom. What a gorgeous creature she was and her firry spirit intrigued him. He followed discreetly as the young American beauty fled to the room she shared with Kolkac. He heard the click of the lock and he fumed when the handle resisted him. "Morrigan you are being a fool is your pride worth his destruction?" The Count's voice a low sensual whisper soft as silk and dark as the night. "You can save him for a few hours pleasure my dear. He is a child of the night and he will consume you in the end."

Yuri heard the soft foot falls of Kolkac as he came up the stairs and he retreated in to the shadows, a world he knew well. Morrigan heard the door handle turn and the lock resist. "Morrigan are you all right?" The voice was Carl's and it was laced with concern.

Flinging the door wide Morrigan threw herself into his arms and clutched him tight to her. She had to fight to keep from bursting into tears but she managed to control herself. Drawing him into the room with her she once more threw the lock so that no one could enter. Carl held the trembling young beauty close to him as she sob out Count Tepes's latest taunts and threats. He saw the unshed tears glistening in Morrigan eyes.

"I would rather have you than a career at MacGyver Morrigan." Carl lips brushed hers in a sweet possessive kiss as he swept her into his arms carrying her to the couch. He let Morrigan cuddle close to him as she sat on his lap, his lips still clamming hers in that single kiss. "We will leave in the morning Morrigan and the Count can do whatever he pleases."

"You're sure Carl? I didn't know what to do, hell I don't even remember what I said precisely, just that I came running up here and locked the door so he couldn't follow. He tried but he couldn't get in." Carl smiled at the soft brush of his young lover's kiss, as she snuggled closer pressing her supple young body to his. As if seeking reassurance from his very presence that he did desire her above all else.

"Yes quite sure Morrigan" He let her snuggle to him and his arms enfolded her lending her his strength and reassurance. It would be easy just to overwhelm her, take her, and bring her to the highest of pleasure but he knew that what she needed right now was his reassurance and he gave it to the frightened young beauty. It was her decision on what she would do. Merely accept things as they where or go to the Count and strike a devil's bargain. Whatever Morrigan did he knew that she was his and tomorrow they would leave for the more remote regions of the Carpathian Mountains leaving Tepes and his threats behind them. Carl felt sorry for Morrigan as she was engulfed in a world she was ill prepared to deal with.

"Then he can go to a cold bed and may it always be so," she growled low in her throat. "If he thinks blackmail will get him what he wants from me he had another think coming to him" Kolkac loved her firry spirit for it reveled the strength that was the core of this rare young beauty. So many thought submissions were born of weakness when in reality it was born of strength. Reaching up she gently caressed his cheek before claiming his lips once more with her own. The kiss hot passionate reflecting her own desire. It told Carl that his vixen wanted to please him to take away the tension he too could feel in himself. Slowly Kolkac pulled his lips from hers. "Vixen I think you need to get out of your gown before my passion for you ruins it."

She had told him with her kiss that she was willing, the decision made Carl now took charge giving Morrigan the opportunity to submit to him and to capture the freedom and pleasure he had given her.

Morrigan's soft laugh and her sultry smile pleased Dr. Kolkac. It always amazed him how this stunning young beauty could make removing her clothing such a sensually erotic display, her movements naturally graceful and fluid. Carl's eyes smiled with pleasure as he saw that Morrigan wore noting beneath her gown. Laying it gently across a chair she turned toward him and stood quietly, waiting to see what he would choose to do.

God she was beautiful as she stood there naked patiently awaiting his pleasure, a little blush of shyness and anticipation kissing her soft silken skin. Carl stood slowly and removed his own clothing; he came to her slowly, his arms again encircling his little vixen drawing her back against his body. He could feel the heat of her enticing young body pressed to his as his lips brushed her bare shoulders, his hands cupping the girl's firm high breast. He rolled her taut little rose bud nipples between his thumb and fore finger, then slid one hand down across her quiver belly to tease her sweet moist pussy. When Morrigan was panting on the verge of ecstasy Carl turned her in his arms to claim her soft rip lips his iron cored cock pressing against her belly. He led her to the bed where he drew his vixen across him to straddle his body. Tonight he would enter her for the first time, tonight he would make love to her.

She moved fluidly to straddle him as he wanted and this time he met her as she slid down his length instead of simply making her take all of him herself and remaining still under her. Reaching out she laced her fingers through his and guided them to her hips, silently giving over any control of their tempo to him, Morrigan's soft eyes told Carl she wanted to please him tonight in any way he wished. His will would be hers and his desires as well. Kolkac began to roll his hips to Morrigan's in a slow sensual manner letting the young beauty feel his cock deep within her and pressing against her throbbing clit. Slowly he encouraged her to rise till all but the tip of his cock was free of her silken pussy and as she descended the length of his shaft he trust up into her.

"Touch yourself Vixen please your breast and nipples for me." His voice a soft dark satin command, he was gentle with the young girl. Her pussy so tight he knew that she had had only one lover before and that was some time ago. Morrigan was shy inexperienced yet her eyes shown with her desire to please him. It did not take long to rip the first shattering orgasm from her and even as it engulfed her he increased the tempo driving his young lover to greater heights of pleasure. Slowly steadily Kolkac increased the tempo till it builds to a blinding crescendo. He played her young supple body masterfully until Morrigan was lost in a series of searing orgasms, before his own ecstasy burst with in her filling her tight pussy with his passions for her.

"Vixen take me in your mouth."

Slowly she slid down his body until her head nuzzled on his thigh and her lips parted. She worked her way down his length slowly, her tongue cleaning him as she went until at last there was nothing but his flesh between her lips and he was buried fully in her throat. Carl Moaned and sighed in pleasure as Morrigan's wickedly pleasing mouth pleased him. His hands toyed with her soft hair his touch loving.

"Come here Vixen!" He opened his arms to her, enfolding her within them as the ravishing little beauty rested her head on his chest. She was such a series of contradictions; wanton temptress, shy little girl, firry strong willed beauty, and devoted submissive. "Rest now Vixen for tomorrow we need to be up early and pack."

Twice that night Carl woke from an all too familiar dream his body covered in sweat and he sought the comfort of Morrigan's body, as if making love to her was the only thing that kept the demons at bay. When the sun crept over the window sill of their room Morrigan awoke to a cold spot where Carl should have been . He was at the windows staring out over the dark mountains to the east, the dark shadows of night retreating before the sun's light.

"What is it Carl? You've been restless all night; what's bothering you?" He could feel the close press of her body to his and longed to take her again as his hand rested on hers, yet there was much to do before they left.

"Nothing really Morrigan just old dreams and fears I guess." He turned to her his lips brushing the young girl's in a soft sweet kiss. "Well no dresses today Morgan as we will be heading into the mountains. So hiking shorts, a pack and its off we go after breakfast. " He paused again before continuing. "Also pack your bags as we will stay at an Inn about six hours from here. I have a meeting this morning with the cultural minister so you should have plenty of time to pack." The unspoken reality was that Morrigan knew that the count would finder her as well.

"I'll be ready when you are Carl," was all she quietly said.

As they both knew it was not long after Dr. Kolkac left for his meeting that Count Tepes again made his presence known. The Count was being much bolder than was prudent but the refusals of the young American coed made him all the more determined to have her. "So you condemn your lover to lose his position Morrigan."

He had slipped into her room like a ghost and when the young beauty turned to lash out at him he was only a heartbeat from her. His face twisted in a cruel smile for she was trapped."Oh do spare me your lecture Morrigan, about it would be my act not yours. If you were not so ravishing I might agree with you." Yuri fingered the edge of the young beauty's dressing gown his fingers just brushing her silken skin beneath it. "An hour or two and your lover would be safe." His voice dark and sensual as he pulled the cord that held the girl's robed closed. The Count caught Morrigan's wrist when her hand flew to strike him, his free arm snaked around her trim waist crushing the young beauty to him and claiming her lips in a searing kiss. "What a little wild cat you are Morrigan."

Those stunning emerald green eyes flashed and narrow with anger as Morrigan growled softly, "You've no idea!" Her free hand came up and raked her nails across his cheek while her knee drove up sharply into his groin forcing him to release her. Freed she didn't wait to lecture or speak but merely ran from the room, tying her robe closed once more as she went. At the first servant she came to she demanded to know where Carl was and was given directions to the room where he was meeting with the Minister. She didn't think, she merely acted as she raced through the halls of the castle and burst through the doorway she'd been pointed to.

She saw nothing but Carl as she ran into the room and crushed herself tightly against him having to fight back sobs of fear, frustration, and rage, "I'm going to kill him! If he lays a hand on me again I swear it will make what I did just now seem like a birthday present!"

The scene was awkward the Minister of Culture staring at the young beauty her robe in disarray and her firm young breasts just barely covered. Although Morrigan presented a quite sensual picture it was obvious that the Minster was quite upset as he saw the dark look in Dr. Kolkac's eyes.

"Tepes?" He asked, one look at the young American beauty answered his question as her eyes flared with anger. I shall see to it Herr Doctor."

The little man scurried off leaving Morrigan in Carl's arms. He just held her until she calmed and caught her breath. "Come we will pack now."

By the time they reached their room Yuri was nowhere to be seen. It did not take long for them to pack and be on their way. As they drove away Carl turned to Morrigan. "What happened."

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Count Tepes ran his hand over the tracks of Morrigan's nails as he watched the car pull away from Castle Bran. So the little wildcat had claws. The wounds where minor but his pride had been hurt and he howled his rage, determined to make the young beauty pay for the insult. It was common knowledge where Dr. Kolkac was headed and the remote village deep within Transylvania and the Carpathian Mountains was an area plagued by bandits and gypsy bands where people often disappeared and the young American coed's beauty would soon attract the attention of these bands. Tepes would sent a message that would start his plan for revenge in motion, an evil grin bowed his lips, "Soon my proud beauty soon." He muttered as rubbed his cheek.

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Morrigan told Carl, she didn't hold anything back including her revulsion at his manhandling her or the claw marks on his face and the knee to his groin. By the time she was done she was looking out the window wondering if she'd gone overboard or if Carl would be disappointed in what she'd done.

Kolkac was not upset with his young lover but her firry spirit did put them in a rather compromising position. Men like the Count might accept her rejection, but to mare his face and to strike him in such an intimate manner would not go unanswered. Carl sighed and kept his eyes on the winding mountain road."I fear you have made a rather powerful enemy Morrigan." He shifted the car down into third gear and he patted her thigh and then a smiled bowed his lips. "So you are quite a little wildcat when you have to be."

Carl paused as his hand rested on her thigh. "Be careful for Tepes's family is known to be rather vindictive and he is a proud man." Kolkac let the subject drop and they took a track off the man road that was little more than a set of parallel ruts that wound deeper into the mountains and the National park. Occasionally they would pass peasants tendering their flocks in their dress traditional, they could have steeped through a window in time taking them back a hundred years or more.

When they arrived at the isolated village it was easy to believe in werewolves and vampires. The village square was dominated by the village church and a small Inn. Several men lounged around the village square and their eyes hungrily feasted on Morrigan, her hiking shorts exposing her long athletic legs and her smooth pale skin, bring lustful looks from them. Carl spoke to the Inn keeper in Romanian and they were given a room tucked under the eaves of the Inn on the second floor with a bathroom at the end of the hall. It had no shower, only a tub and no lock on the door. Their room was just large enough for a bed and a small desk.
" Not quite Castle Bran Morrigan." Carl teased Morrigan. After freshening up, while Carl stood guard, they had supper in the common room of the Inn. It was a simple meal of goulash and bread and a local beer. They went to their room and he swept Morrigan into his arms and kissed her hard. Slowly his lips parted from hers. "No regrets?" Shaking her head she leaned up and brushed a tender kiss against his lips, "No Carl. No regrets at all."[/i]

Kolkac surrendered to Morrigan's kiss his hands sensually running over her body he trilled at the feel of her under his hands. Stepping back he pulled her t-shirt over her head leaving her silken hair a seductive tangle that framed her angelic face his kisses trialed down her throat adoring her supple young body, her bra fluttering to the floor. In reverent silence Carl's hands slid the zipper of Morrigan's shorts down, the metallic whisper of it the only sound other than the young beauty's labored breathing. He slid her shorts and panties down her long sculptured legs his kisses adoring each new patch of new bared skin. Sweeping Morrigan into his arms, he laid her on the bed. Carl slipped her boots and socks off his lips brushed the arch of her dainty feet, a devilish smile creased his face as he suckled each one of her toes. Kolkac laughed as Morrigan giggled and struggled before slowly kissing his way back up her body to claim her sweet sex. He drove her wild supped on her sweet dewy nectar before taking the shy young beauty. When he finally reached his own climax the howl of a wolf split the night air as Morrigan bucked and thrashed in ecstasy under him. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

Dark haunting dreams filled Dr. Kolkac's dreams. He was fighting his way through a tangled gothic woods, he could see Morrigan running her clothing in tatters, the cry of the wolf echoing in the night, echoing in his soul. She was cornered as two hug wolves circled her, lust in their dark eyes each vying for her each desiring her for their lover. Carl woke with a start his body shimmering in sheen of sweat bathed in the slivery light of the three quarters moon. His breathing rapid and shallow his fingers laced in Morrigan's silky tresses, his lips hovering over hers.

Each time that Kolkac had taken Morrigan was more sensual more dominate as the moon had grown from its quarter to nearly full now. In a matter of a day or so the moon would be full. Carl's strength and virility seemed to increase with the moons fullness. Now his body was shimmering in sheen of sweat, bathed in the slivery light of the three quarters moon. His breathing rapid and shallow his fingers laced in Morrigan's silky tresses, his lips hovering over hers, they claimed the sleeping beauty's as he drew her into that hungering kiss.

"Morrigan I need you!"Carl's voiced was choked with passion his eyes blazing with his need for his young lover they shown like a wolf's in the darken room only illuminated by the ghostly light of the moon. His fingers entwined in her silken mane drew her lips to hover over his hard cock. His body rippled with the raw power she had seen before. His every movement commanding, domineering, and yet strangely they seemed to beg her to submit to him totally. "Kneel before me, please me, I need you so vixen!"

The tip of his cock brushed the sleepy beauty's firm ripe lips, the howl of the wolf echoed through the mountains and mingled with the low sensual growl that escaped Carl's lips. There was a surrealistic quality to the scene of Master and lover as his needs drew Morrigan from her sleep.

She didn't think she simply did as he demanded, worked him slowly, gently, her little pink tongue and soft sensual lips dancing on his flesh to draw as much pleasure from his body as she could.

Carl's fingers caressed Morrigan's silken mane as she knelt before him her soft moist ripe lips "O"ed around his cock. Her head bobbing up and down his shat till her little button nose was pressed against his groin her mouth and throat filled with him. He sighed moaned and growled his pleasure as her tongue pleased and teased him. Morrigan gave herself fully to Carl submitting to him fully as his hands guided her, encouraged her to be bolder. He was throbbing in her mouth on the edge of his climax when Kolkac slipped from Morrigan's mouth. He drew her hands above her head he fumbled with the sheet and ripped two strips from them and looped them round her dainty wrist. He paused for a moment to see if she would whisper her safe word "MacGyver." His need for her was smoldering in his eyes, as began to bind Morrigan's hands to the headboard. He knew that she feared being bound after her encounter with Count Tepes.

Morrigan remained quiet though she trembled in fear as he bound her hands above her head. Her eyes locked on his trusting him not to hurt her. Again the sound of cloth being ripped and Morrigan felt her ankles captured and bound. Tepes hand only bound her wrist in chains where she could still have some freedom, but Kolkac had bound her ankles as well leaving the stunning young beauty spread-eagled and defenseless. His eyes returned to hold hers captive, Carl saw the girl's silent plea not to hurt her, the trust that shimmered in them as well as the fear that trembled through her.

Kolkac cupped her face tenderly and his lips gently brushed Morrigan's. There was a smoldering passion in his eyes, raw, primal, as the wolf that howled in the mountains. In that moment he could have been that wolf as he growled his need, his head bending to the girl's breast to capture her nipple. Kisses, sensual little nips and seductive tonguing worshiped her from head to toe, leaving a liquid trail of fire in their wake. His howl of conquest echoed and mingled with the Lords of the forest as he thrust into his lover's bound body. He made love to her in a wild fit of passion driving into her welcoming body, ripping pleasure from her until his own pleasure flooded the young beauty and he collapsed on her spent, exhausted, still buried deep within her, locked in a lover's embrace. He was barely able to release the bounds that held Morrigan's wrist captive before sleep claimed him.

Morrigan was in awe as her arms wrapped around him. Her fingertips brushed across his shoulder as she held him. The young beauty's life had changed so much in a matter of days. Her friends and family back in the states would be shocked to find this vibrant young independent beauty, had allowed herself to be bound, held captive and submitting to a man's will never, mine a man old enough to be her father, that in itself would of shocked them. A young teenaged beauty did not falling love with stodgy old college professors. Some would find it hard to believe that she would be with any man. Her parents had wondered at her lack of dating and harbored fears that Morrigan might be more attracted to women. Some of her friends thought she might in fact be frigid.

Eventually she slept once more but it was a restless sleep and didn't refresh her but instead left her more drained than before. Her tossing and turning, the little frightened sighs that escaped her lips drew Kolkac from his sleep. Morrigan's soft chocolate tresses where in wild disarray and framed her angelic with a dark sensual halo. Her face bore a little grimace from the dreams that plagued her sleep. As the first faint hints of the dawn brightened the eastern horizon Carl freed her trim little ankles and he enfolded her in his arms as she curled her stunning young body to his. Her head resting on his chest his heart beat a whisper murmured as sensual as any lover's lullaby to sooth her troubled mind.

The sun was streaming through the window when he tenderly kissed her awake. His fingers brushing stray hairs from her angelic face as he kissed her awake. "Time to wake my sweet vixen," he softly cooed . "We have much to do today."

A light breakfast, just bread and fruit, as Kolkac outlined what their day would hold. A hike into the mountains, to interview the herdsmen who had reported a possible werewolf sighting. The hike that would take them deep into the haunted Carpathian mountains. After breakfast it was time to make up their packs for the three to four day journey.

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The scares that Morrigan had left Count Tepes with where angry raw tracks that marred his cheeks and fueled his revenge he would make her pay dearly for the insult, he would make her grovel at his feet and then use her as he pleased. He sat in the small house across the square from the Inn watching and waiting. An evil smile twisted his face when he saw Morrigan and Dr. Kolkac emerged with packs. Once in the mountains and away from prying eyes this young American beauty would enter his world and there would be no one to save her from his revenge.

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"Let's go," she said with a grin and contentedly followed him out of the Inn and off toward the forest. The eyes of the men of the village followed Morrigan as she walked through the square, they drank in her youthful beauty and her long naked legs. Each one of them would have sold his soul to have her. Their society was strict with ridged codes of conduct yet she was a foreigner and outside those cinctures. Dr. Kolkac did not seem to notice the looks the men gave Morrigan he was preoccupied as he twisted the ring on his finger the talisman that would stave off the madness. He had felt the old madness growing stronger as the moon grew from a quarter, to three quarters moon. Tonight it would be full, to night would come the danger. He knew he should have left Morrigan at castle Bran or found some excuse to send her to Budapest until the danger was passed yet he could not send his lover away now. Just let the magic work again Carl silently prayed as they hiked into the mountains. They would spend the night at the monastery of St Gregory, the monks would have them sleep in separate rooms, all would be well it had to be.

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It was not hard for Count Tepes to find three men more than willing to assist him in his plans of revenge, as long as the count would let them enjoy the charms of the young American coed. In fact it brought a smile to his scared face, this haughty proud beauty given to these, the lowest class of society amused him. Yet when she was confronted by the reality of what was to come the thought only broadened his smile.

" Count they have taken the trail for the monastery."

"Excellent"

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Dr. Kolkac and Morrigan hiked higher up the mountain and deeper into the dark forest. Small patches of mist swirled through the woods giving it a surreal appearance that would have done any Gothic horror novel proud. In such a setting it was easy to believe the old myths of werewolves and vampires.

Carl had worn the typical European hiking shorts the leg no more than 4 inches . The muscles of his legs were like bans of iron, his rucksack riding almost effortlessly on his shoulders. Around noon they reached a high mountain meadow in the forest a small stream wending its way down through it. Its waters icy cold from the glacier where it was born, looked so inviting. They had a lunch of bread and cheese and rested on the grassy slope.

"Beautiful isn't Morrigan?" He smiled as his eyes looked out over the valley. "We should reach the Monastery of St Gregory by two." Carl went on to explain that that would be their base of operations for the next week or so. "I fear the Monks will insist we have separate rooms vixen."

When they started again the sun was warm on their backs. They were again in the mist shrouded forest when suddenly the trail was blocked by two men holding shotguns. "You may go Sir but the girl, well there is a toll for using our path." The look in their eyes left no doubt what the toll would be and that Morrigan was to pay it with her body. Kolkac lurched at the men and screamed,

"RUN Morrigan."

(to be continued)