Contessa

By Tara Scales

Tom Drakulya is a vicious, notorious traffi cker sailing the Ocean Sea.
His father is from Sighisoara. Mother from an Island off far from the
coast of Africa. He is the oldest brother of Solomon. His family is very
wealthy, but Tom would spend most of his money on women. Going to whore
houses which was Tom weakest point, which was his passion for women. He was
marry with beautiful wife and have 3 kids. He has a mistress on the side and was
trying to marry her on the down low. His father found out what Tom was up to
and was very angry and left everything to his younger son Solomon and ordered
Solomon to give Tom the old run down palace he have. After his father death,
Tom goes on a rampage and his mind snaps. He found out how his brother is
living and married the women he was having an affair with and wanted to marry.
With his passion for womens, he had a ship build and collects a variety of women.
He would have brutal sex, beat them, dismember them, and sell them. He loves
to impale men. The impaled body could be from top down, through navel or
bottom up. He likes to eat a lot of raw or rare meats. He has been in prison for
invading a house, raped a woman, and was caught in the act of sitting in the bowel
of the womans father. The trial was mysteriously dismissed. While collecting and
traffi cking females and some men had got together and taken over the ship and
killed Tom. Some of the females went stayed and some followed Contessa. She
becomes a Madame and buys a 14 bedrooms House, but only have 12 women
not counting herself. The 14th room is a mystery room you will be walking into a
whole new room. You must enter at your own risk once you go in you can not get
out unless that person lets you out or get done with you. It will relax you, excite
you, satisfy you, bring the freak in you out, and it will make you scream like a true
BITCH supposes to scream. It will make you tell your friends about the house
of THE BLUE STILETTOS experience that you had or will you be able to live
through it to TELL??????

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 28, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483617695

Tara Scales

My name is Tara Scales, Born in San Diego, CA and a mother of two beautiful girls. Love to write stories for everyone to read, enjoy, and relate to a character in the story. There will be more to come and hope you enjoy the journey.

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Copyright © 2013 by Tara Scales.

Library of Congress Control Number: 2013905841

ISBN: Softcover 978-1-4836-1768-8

Ebook 978-1-4836-1769-5

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Rev. date: 03/26/2013

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Meet Tom Drakulya

Chapter 2

Meet Contessa

Chapter 3

Meet Dundee

Chapter 4

Meet Infra-Red

Chapter 5

Meet Kamiko

Chapter 6

Found Mushana

Chapter 7

Meet Marquetta

CHAPTER 1

MEET TOM DRAKULYA

It was the first of November. Tom Drakulya wanted to go hunting after playing in the dungeon of his house, but the weather was surprisingly raining cats and dogs.

Unfortunately, the rain flooded the whole plantation. Therefore, as soon as the opened the door water and mud would slide indoors. Roofs were leaking and mildew along the walls, Not all of the servants could come in to work because of the flood that was blocking the doorway.

We must go to Solomon for help, Tom, Tom’s wife Lina demanded.

Who do you think put us in this palace? Besides, my brother would not help us anyway, Tom yelled.

I can not live like this, we have kids. The kids can not live like this.

LINA! What do you expect me to do? Tom asked.

I expect you to go to your brother and demand him to help us and give us a bigger and a better palace for us to live in. You are the oldest and your parents left everything to him and left us nothing. He is living in a great and famous palace. We are living in a raggedy palace with holes on the roof and doors that do not shut all the way. We have to skip two or three steps to climb the stairs. I have holes in my clothes and our jewelry is turning my skin green. Your kid’s shoes have to be taped up, strapped, or glued together, said Lina.

Tom started walking around and talking to himself with Lina still running her mouth. Seeing how his palace was running down, flooded, and falling out from under them.

My brother was always had it so well. He always got new clothes, shoes, jewelries, and exquisite gifts from father. While I got costume jewelry or hand me down gifts. Old toys that my brother did not like, he would give them to me. I tried to express my feelings to father, but he would just ignore me. He would be comparing me to by older brother. The day my father was on his deathbed, he left everything to by brother. Listing him as the only child, and listing me dead in the war, expressing to himself while walking around the palace and thinking of what Lina had said. Feeling angry and outraged, Tom orders his good friend Ahmad to bring the horses up, so he can pay a visit to his dearly brother. The ride was long and hard. The rain was coming down so hard it was barely visible for the horses to see where they were going. The rain raised the water level in the streams in the mountains. Coming up the mountain Tom held up one arm with his hand balled up into a fist.

We will camp here and move in the morning, Tom ordered.

The sun is slowly sneaking up over and through the trees. Sun beamed in the eyes of Ahmad waking him up. Leaning up on his elbow, he started rubbing his eyes trying to focus and surprisingly saw Tom on his horse at his feet.

Wake up the rest of the men it is time to go, Tom said.

Ahmad stumbled up trying to get his balance. He woke up the others and horsed up with Tom seeing RED, he angrily led his men to the palace killing all the guards up towards the palace and through the double doors. Tom has left the men fighting. He went to the bedroom of the King and the Queen. When Tom got to the door it was cracked to where he can see them in the bed. To his site, he saw the Queen that he loves, desires, and wanted for his wife. She was lying down with his brother in an inverted position. She was inhaling his penis and massaging it. He was sticking his fingers in and out of her juicy pussy. Licking and sucking her clit making her move her hips in a circular motion suffocation him with her ass. Having to seen enough Tom burst in the room.

It is time brother. I deserve to have what you have, Tom said.

How dare you burst in her while I am in congress with the Queen? Solomon surprisingly asked.

How dare I? How dare I? Tom asked.

How dare you live in luxury while I live in poverty/ Tom emotionally asked.

You make love to the woman I was to marry. Stick my family in a run down palace it might as well be on the wheels pulled by donkeys, Tom yelled in anger.

GUARD!

GUARD! Solomon bellowed.

Do not stain you voice brother. Go look and you will see I have taken care of them, Tom said.

Solomon got out the bed put on his robe and looked outside.

My God, Tom! You Devil! Solomon screamed.

The men were beheaded, bodied dismembered and scattered in a pile. The female servants were buried alive from the neck down, circling the pile of the dismembered bodes. The head of the guards was impaled on a stake.

May god have mercy on your soul! Solomon cried.

No brother, my he have mercy on your . . . . Soul. Tom replied.

He walked up, pulled out a long thick sword and stuck his brother from hi going up to his rib cage, letting his organs fall out onto the floor.

EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK! The Queen screamed.

The Queen jumped out the bed with nothing but a sheer gown on. She tries to run out the room, but Tom snatched her by her hair. Pulled her back and whispered in her ear,

You were suppose to marry me and now you will or I will do the same to you as you beloved king, Tom whispered.

MOTHER! FATHER! I heard screaming are you . . . ?

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Niece Mushana, My how you grown, Tom said.

I have some good and bad news. First, the bad news, you father is dead, Tom said moving to the side allowing her to see her father was on the floor with his organs out.

Second the good news. The Queen here is going to make me King, so that means you are going to have to leave the palace and never return or the Queen will be executed, Ordered Tom.

Two big men burst in the room grabbed Mushana by the arms and pulled her through the door with her fighting.

MUSHANA! screamed the Queen.

The wedding was extravagant. The palace was packed with family and friends. There is a big long medieval table full of presents. Another big table across the room has food on it. A candy apple red carpet is rolled out with two young boys holding a big long stick up to the steps of the stairs where the preacher is standing. Tom is standing to the right of the preacher. A live band playing, Here comes the bride.

The bride starts walking down the carpet towards the groom wishing she could runaway or die before marrying the man whom has killed the love of her life. After the wedding everyone ate, danced, and started feeling horny. The Queen excused herself and left the room. Tom had not notice that she have done for he was mingling with others, kissing, touching inappropriately all the females, and pick pocketing the men. He swooped under a nice shapely blonde-haired woman. He reached his right hand over her right should sliding it down her canvass top and pulled out her big busty breast. She turned around to give him a kiss.

VICTORIA!

Opening her eyes . . . . Mr. Drakulya, oh my! Victoria said nervously tucking in her breast.

Sorry, I did not know it was you. Tom said walking away.

I need to talk to you and ask you something, Victoria said grabbing Tom by the arm.

Ok, let us go in here to talk, said Tom wrapping his arm around Victoria’s waist leading her to a back room behind the staircase.

What can I do for you? Tom asked.

I need to make a living! Victoria said with a sad expression on her face.

You know you parents forbid you to work, Tom said pouring some wine.

I know, but you know me I need some excitement, Victoria said gulping the wine.

Yes, I do know and you know your father do not like me of the things I like to do. I am having a ship built to sail the world and I would not mind some company, Tom said.

I will do it! Victoria blurted.

Wait! I did not say what kind of job it is, said Tom.

I don’t care! I will do it!" Said Victoria.

The ship will be ready in a month so you can meet me in a month. Do not worry about luggage, Tom said.

No luggage? Victoria asked puzzled.

I do not want to weigh the boat down. Besides, I will buy things to wear. Now let us get back to the party and enjoy the night. Tom said.

Tom’s good friend Ahmad had many seamen. They helped build the ship for Tom. The ship was long, round, with a wooden hull, shaped like an old Victorian tub. The ship carried over 500 tons of coal, wine, livestock, and prisoners. Ahmad made sure there were plenty of planks of wood, hammocks, spare sails, and lanterns. There were four huge masts, two of the sails held two large square masts, 4 lifeboats tied to each side of the ships. Ahmad had flags made for Tom’s ship, which was a black flag with a pale skeleton holding two swords in hands. Patch over one eye and horns coming out of there heads. Ahmad has six cooks, two sail makers, two drummers, one violist, one flutist, 20-30 seamen, 4 surgeons, and a nice big cabin for Tom to rest.

A set of long thick oars are under Tom’s cabin to row the ship with seamen or without seamen. Tom could have men down there to row the ship, which would take 30 seamen or he can have Ahmad fix it to where it could sail itself. Some how Ahmad built the ship as if it was built for the future. The ship could hit 15-20 mach. Ahmad would make sure everything and everyone was doing what he or she was supposed to do. He had one of the seamen go get some young girls to come on board to satisfy Tom’s appetite for sex. He got six navigators. Remarkably, Ahmad finished the ship in less than a month. Ahmad and the crew was very satisfy with there work. Ahmad started his nasty habit of biting his nails; hopping Tom was going to like the ship. A few weeks had passed and it is morning is here. Tom is at the pier supposed to be loading the ship, but instead he is grabbing, flirting, and insulting the women walking pass.

Ms. Victoria, how lovely you look this morning! Tom said licking his lips.

Her hair was parted in the middle, slicked down, bangs in Shirley Temples curls, pinned up in a bun. She is wearing a light pink chiffon cami canvasser that barely covered up her big breast.

You are here and on time. We are about to pull out, Tom said.

Captain! Would you like me to show the perky lady to her cabin? Ahmad asked rubbing his hands together.

No, Ahmad not now. We have to discuss some business, Tom said.

Tom started leading her up to his cabin. Victoria walked in looking around putting down her purse and taking off her gloves.

Well Mr. Drakulya, what is it I will be doing for you? asked Victoria/

Well Ms. Victoria, said Tom in a devilish voice.

(CLICK)

Tom locked the door, slowly turned around, looking at her like an animal that has not eaten in days. Tom grabbed Victoria by the arms, threw her down on the bed. He straddled himself over her while pulling her hands over her head. He widened her legs with his legs with one of his hand, and he unlaced her top. Victoria tried to free her hands from Tom’s hands, but he was to strong. She started kicking him. Tom forced her skirt up to get between her legs to make her stop kicking.

Please Mr. Drakulya stop! I have never been with a man before! cried Victoria.

This is what you came for, said Tom.

Tom started lifting her skirts up with one of his hands and unlaced her top with the other hand. He started ripping her undergarment and stockings off and forcing her legs up on his shoulders.

Damn, you are really have not been with anyone. You are nice and tight, said Tom.

Tom started forcing every inch of his penis inside her. It was too much for Victoria, she started sighing and grunting of excitement and pain. She tried to push him off with her foot, but Tom grabbed her foot and put it back on his shoulder. He threw all his weight on her leaning forward sucking on her big breast, tickling her nipple with his tongue. After awhile Victoria pussy started getting juicy. Tom let one of her leg down and held the other leg by the ankle. He started tickling her clit with the tip of his finger making her quiver. She started moaning circling her hips. Tom started burying his penis inside her and slapping her ass.

KNOCK!

KNOCK! Captain it is ready," said Ahmad.

Trying to catch his breath Tom got up from Victoria. He straightens his clothes on himself and turned towards the door.

Get yourself together, Tom ordered.

Tom opened the door. Ahmad was standing there holding a silver platter with a small bow and burning coals in it. Next to it is a wooden handle branding iron.

Com in and put it over there on the table, said Tom.