Zelina jumped slightly and looked back at Elerona.<span style="color: #b30000">"was that really necessary?"</span>she looked back at Crimzon and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"don't threaten me when i am trying to help you."</span>she nodded a little, letting her hand fill with blood before she healed herself.<span style="color: #b30000">"one chance is all i need. fine, your not actually hurting her anyway, if you had Order would have killed you already. Tyrande needs to be right there with you, i am going to give you a custom set of sexual instincts that match her sexual needs. but i need someplace to sit with both of you in front of me where i can reach the back of your heads, a dining room table would be perfect."</span>Tyrande looked at Zelina and her eyes darkened for a moment the same way they did when the Priestess tapped into Crimzon's mind.<span style="color: #5900b3">"she is absolutely sincere my love. come with me."</span>she took Crimzon by the hand to lead her and Zelina into the dining room. Zelina climbed onto the table as Tyrande pulled two chairs in front of the demon facing away from her. she took a deep breath and then sat down beside Crimzon.<span style="color: #b30000"> "you both have to open your minds. it will be very easy for me to get what i need from Tyrande but working it into you may take quite a while depending on how your mind is structured."</span>Tyrande looked at Crimzon and leaned over to kiss her deeply.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i trust her."</span>she leaned her head back into Zelina's hand and then tensed a little before she slowly let out a soft sigh. Zelina waited for Crimzon to do the same before she slipped into the Vampire's mind. Crimzon would be utterly aware of Zelina exploring her instincts, studying how they were laid out but the Succubus made no attempt to access any of the Vampire's thoughts or memories, giving her complete privacy in her conscious mind. it is likely that Crimzon would find this invasion rather comfortable since every aspect of her had been artificially created to begin with and Tyrande's previous visits would leave her accustomed to a Priestess' mental touch. the longer Zelina was there the more sure she would become that the Demon was being absolutely honest in her efforts and intentions. all told it would take her nearly six hours to analyze, access and write Crimzon an entirely new set of sexual instincts from scratch. Crimzon would feel them waking inside her as they were written. originally Crimzon's sex drive only existed to help her get mortals alone to infect them and procreate by feeding them her blood. now her love was properly linked to her sex drive so that she would be making love to Tyrande instead of just fucking her for the physical pleasure it gave. she left Crimzon's thirst alone, realizing that the Vampire was already giving into her thirst more with each feeding. the next part was trickier, when not aroused Crimzon's loyalty and obedience to Tyrande would remain the same, but as her arousal grew she would become more submissive and become more excited the more dominant Tyrande grew. Zelina didn't need to make Crimzon find Tyrande more attractive but she did properly wire it to Crimzon's sex drive. after that Zelina's Succubus side came into play, writing in the instincts needed to truly enjoy being sexually dominated, being commanded, physically overpowered, to get off on being restrained and even minor masochism such as spanking and hair pulling. the last part took the longest, writing in the things a proper submissive should say to a religious icon like Tyrande. Crimzon was a gift from a depraved Goddess to her most devout High Priestess. Tyrande's body was holy and sacred and Crimzon properly worshiped her through sex. Crimzon's body was also sacred and existed for Tyrande to worship in any manor she saw fit. then there was even more focus on the kind of kinky religious based dirty talking that Crimzon originally couldn't have begun to grasp. layered onto that was a degree of slightly embarrassed reluctance so that each time Tyrande would have to claim her well earned prize and subdue Crimzon for the next worship but once Crimzon became too aroused she would give in and worship Tyrande in the manner she deserved. all of this was written in instinct, subconscious desires that would never be voiced directly but would work to turn Crimzon's sex drive from a cold, sterile desire to corrupt and procreate into true desire for sexual pleasure and a deep seated need to be dominated by her gorgeous lover. Zelina spent a full hour double checking her work to make sure it would all come off feeling organic and real for Crimzon and she had been careful to incorporate as much of Crimzon's true feelings and original instincts as she could. between Zelina's skills and Crimzon's nature it would be as real for her as every other instinct. finally done Zelina finally spoke to Crimzon.<span style="color: #b30000">"if you need me to work on anything just call for Order, Susan or Elerona to bring me. otherwise i want to give you six months to explore all of this and then i can tweak anything that needs work... if any of this feels fake i can try to tweak it, or i may just have to erase that i ever did any of it from your memory. i want you to know one thing before i leave your mind Crimzon. you may be a construct, but your love for Tyrande is as pure and real as the love of any normal person. you have utterly exceeded your original construction and it is beautiful and i hope my work helps you be happier then you have ever dreamed."</span>she slowly left Crimzon's mind and then leaned on the table hard and laughed quietly.<span style="color: #b30000">"i came here to express my condolences and maybe soak up a little of Tyrande's repressed lust to gain energy... but instead i spent seven hours burning energy."</span>Tyrande smirked at Zelina and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"that's what you get for trying to be sneaky."</span>Zelina stuck her tongue out at the Priestess and then sighed softly.<span style="color: #b30000">"i am hungry."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4dff">"maybe, but i wouldn't want out daughter's feeding off our sexual energy even from down the hall, it's just weird. yeah, i don't have a clue what your talking about and i don't want to know anything about Shauna's forbidden history."</span>Amere nodded and took the book to start looking through it.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"that doesn't mean i have to forgive her for screwing up our lives."</span><br/><br/>Elerona would be there until Zelina and the others went into the house before Order arrived.<span style="color: #ffff00">"why are you sitting there? she has absolutely no power over you."</span>she sat on a branch and waved one hand, moving her daughter to her side without the spike.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i am sorry that i have been so on edge these last two weeks." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>