Nisha Of The Red 4 Henry Vaan Westhaven

"Gutless." Nisha called out in a cold tone that snapped the monster maid out of her delusional good place. Gutless quickly lowered her head in a remorseful fas.h.i.+on as she quickly said, "Please forgive this lowly one!"

Ana's already wide eyes grew wider that day. The maid named 'Gutless' asked for forgiveness from her bullied weak sister. She didn't know why so many crazy things were happening today once she finally entered her big sister's room.

"Enough," Nisha said. "Hurry and lead the way." When Gutless was about to perform her duty, Nisha felt a pair of little hands tug at the helm of her sleeves. Nisha looked down to see Ana panicking. "Are you okay Ana?"

Ana shook her little head rapidly before she blurted out her true concerns.

"The head maid is waiting to do something bad to you again! Now that your well again, they might—"

Now that the little one mentioned it, wouldn't she shock the world to death if she would walk around with her face like this? She didn't care much about hiding her alluring body, it gave her too much of a headache to do so. But her face on the other hand was something that needed to be addressed. If the face and body paired were put to together anybody with hormones wouldn't be able to resist her vampiric glamour. Since her face was easier to conceal, she'll just deal with that. She didn't want to go to far just to pretend to fool these mortals.

Nisha patted her little red head lovingly. These feelings of sisterly love made her feel almost drunk. She had the urge to pinch her sister's little round cheeks, but she withheld herself. Nisha didn't want to hurt her since she was in a new body. She wasn't sure how well she could control her strength. That's one of the main reasons why she only patted Ana's head and slightly played in her lovely red hair. Nisha didn't want to pull her face off to fulfill a sudden urge.

"Find a veil for me."

Gutless bowed and before she could transform into a black blood mist fog, Nisha said, "For now on, retrieve things normally." Ana looked at her older sister puzzled from her statement and Gutless simply obeyed. Gutless walked in a quicken 'normal' pace outside the front door to receive a veil for her mistress. It didn't take long for the maid to return with a neatly folded nude pink veil with a solid gold tr.i.m.m.i.n.gs at the end, that was partly sheer. Nisha was pleased with the quality of the piece of fabric, it was decent enough to cover her face. At least her maid wasn't too stupid.

Ana's expression was completely mortified when she saw Gutless the maid hand her sister such an expensive looking veil. Where did she get it from? She wanted to stop it before the maid tricked her sister into wearing it. Others in the household would a.s.sume that her sister stolen it, and this time her older sister will end up really dying from a scheme like this. Just because her kind sister was blind doesn't mean they could take advantage of her. She wouldn't allow the evil maid to have her ways!

"Big sister!" Ana alerted.

Nisha only smiled fondly to her sister as she understood her concerns even though it was groundless. It was impossible for Gutless to betray her creator. Nisha can also tell that Gutless was still a newborn and thus her thoughts were still simple. Her monster maid's thoughts would be along the lines 'My mistress is so beautiful, so I should only give her beautiful things.'

"It's fine," she a.s.sured her younger sister. "I like the material very much."

Gutless instantly smiled silly from her mistress's praise and it soon disappeared, because she didn't want to get reprimanded again. Gutless preceded to carefully place the veil of her head after her mistress approved. The combination of the pretty veil and tattered stained bed robs Nisha wore created an odd sight. But the heavenly curves on Nisha's flawless body just made her weird combination alluring and blinding. Even if she was dressed in a sack of potatoes she would still appear as a G.o.ddess.

With Ana in tow they made their way to the waiting maids that was glaring at the newly arrived group with daggers. However, when Nisha entered their line of sight they had looks of instant infatuation. From Ana's perspective, they looked like they wanted to hurt her sister again, so she clung tighter on her sleeve. Gutless glared at the opposing maids in a cold expression that was filled with blood-l.u.s.t. The maids was in a confusing state of dazzle and absolute death being placed above their heads. Even the old head maid wasn't an exception from the clas.h.i.+ng mind states that caused her to have a nose bleed.

"Head maid, you don't seem too well." Nisha said through the veil.

The old head maid looked at the beautiful woman dumbfounded before so could even react properly. The old woman started to tremble as a queer thought entered her head.

"I-i-impossible!" The head maid nearly shouted in disbelief.

The rude behavior from these lesser beings made Gutless's eyes almost turned red from rage. She wanted to rip the skins from their bodies and beat them to death. The only reason she didn't do so now, was because she couldn't even move her limbs. She knew it was the will from her mistress, so she didn't resist. Gutless only had the free will to glare hostilely and release her killing blood-l.u.s.t intent at her foes.

"So odd," Nisha said as patted Ana's head once more. "When I, the mistress appear before servants of my house, who gave you the right to stand and gaze upon me?"

The pressure within the hall seem to increase. It felt like an invisible force pressing them towards the ground. The younger maids s.h.i.+vered like shaken brittle leaves and the sounds of joints creaking came from the head maid. Nisha was slightly amazed, but didn't show it on her expressionless face. What left her amazed was if she used the same slight pressure on earth, the mortals' limbs would pop out of place from the weight. But here, these mortals were indeed built very differently.

"Kneel," Nisha directed at the shaking pitiful maids as she added more pressure. The moment Nisha said the word, their joints dislocated that caused all of them cras.h.i.+ng down in the positions of groveling. Their faces turned red from the strain the maids were feeling and from the excruciating pain that coursed through their bodies. The head maid had it the worse as blood started to pour from her nine orifices and her cane broke into little shards of wood.

Ana gasped in shock and fright while a s.h.i.+ver ran down her spine. Nisha saw the odd reaction from Ana and didn't want to frighten the cute sister of hers too much and said, "Older sister isn't weak anymore. I have met an expert while I was recovering and he taught me a few things." Ana looked up at her sister in amazement and genuine happiness. If a pa.s.sing great expert backed her older sister than life will no longer be unbearable for them anymore. And it also answered a lot of questions she had for her sister. The six year old was so happy tears started to form at the rims of her eyes.

"Didn't I tell you not to worry?"

"Yes," Ana said happily.

The pitiful maids was startled from Nisha's piece of news that she pa.s.sed as a casual statement. If they knew beforehand they wouldn't dare to offend her anymore. This was also something that they needed to report to the head mistress of the household.

Nisha once again directed her attention to the groveling battered maids. She nodded her head in satisfaction from the condition she saw them in.

"Even though it's sloppy, I would like it go for now."

Most of the younger maids fainted from anger since they had no outlet to divert it, and the others started coughing out blood.

"Now head maid, you can speak. Why have you enter my courtyard?"

The head maid was frighten out of her mind. She didn't dear say that since she was supposed to be dead, they were here to capture the sixth young miss to endure the night of violate s.e.xual advances from the master of the Westhaven household, their father, Baron, Henry Vaan Westhaven. So she swallowed her words and decided to lie and hope the fifth miss didn't grow brains too.

"Reporting to the young mistress, I'm here to prepare sixth young miss for dinner."

Ana looked at the lying head maid in anger as she puffed out her little chest. Nisha saw Ana's angry reaction, it reminded her of a angry red kitten ready to strike out. She found it adorable. The urge to pinch her round cheek intensified. Nisha repressed her feelings again and looked at the lying head maid who s.h.i.+vered like she was at the brink of death. Instead of exposing her for a lies, she wanted to play along to see this disgusting 'father' of hers. He was also the reason why the previous owner of her body died. Even though her body's virginity was intact, the memories within the body was of her father humiliating her in torturous s.e.xual acts of fetishes. The least she could do is repay the murderer of the dead 'Nisha', if she didn't, she would be ashamed to carry the t.i.tle 'Queen Blood, Carmilla'.

"I see, we should greet father. It's been awhile since we all ate dinner together."

Ana felt like her head was about to explode from the roller-coaster of emotions she went through today. Even the head maid couldn't believe this overbearing powerful fifth miss to fall for her lies. The head maid finally saw hope for her old life to be spared today.

"Since the sixth young miss is in the care of young mistress. I will take my leave and report to the kitchen to prepare dinner." She humbly said with great care. Nisha nodded her head in agreement.

"Good, take your leave. I will not hold you any longer."

The suppression force that the old head maid had on her body instantly disappeared. The feelings of relief and pain flashed across her old winkled face as she attempted to stand up, but tumbled downwards again.

"You are allowed to take two maids to a.s.sist you." Nisha finally said as if she cared about the well-being of the old woman before her. The four maids that was left had the eyes of shock and dread. Two of the four young maids were able to stand after the suppression force disappeared from their wounded bodies. Even though it greatly pained them to move, they sped to the old head maid's side to hurry up and leave with their lives. Before the fifth miss changed her mind. They didn't have the heart to care about the two maids left behind still groveling.

The old woman also looked at the two groveling maids in puzzlement. Nisha saw the old thing's eye the maids left on the floor. Before she could even make up the reason why all the maids was needed to help out with preparation for dinner, Nisha interrupted, "I need them to clean my courtyard." The old woman s.h.i.+vered, even though it was a simple remark, hearing it from fifth miss sounded like a death sentence.

The remaining maids felt the same way as the head maid. The two maids left on the floor knew that if they were left behind, they will die. They hoped the head maid would speak up to the insane fifth young miss to spear their lives, since they served the head maid as her minions for so many years. Instead of the head maid speaking up for them, they only heard the sound of hurried steps leaving the hall and out of the courtyard. They started to sob and wail from death that was awaiting them. Ana was confused as to why the maids had such a strong reaction to the point of crying on the floor for being left behind, did they hate her older sister that much. Even Gutless didn't cry like this.

"Gutless, after you're done eating your fill, leave them intact to serve me. This place must be thoroughly cleaned. I also need you to find suitable clothes for me and my young sister. The place where you found this veil will do."

Gutless was finally able to move and she deeply bowed before her mistress as she replied, "Yes mistress."

"Come Ana, lets play in the garden while we wait." Nisha said as she gently pulled the hand of the confused girl. Ana didn't know why, she couldn't understand the first order of what her sister said.

When Nisha and Ana was were out of sight and from hearing range, Gutless turned to the remaining maids that was stuck in their position.

"Mandy you b.i.t.c.h! I treated you like a sister! You were a traitor all along! You always worked for the fifth miss!" One of the maids accused Gutless as she had tears, blood and snort running down her face. The other maid was already too far gone mentally from fear to kick up a fight.

Gutless just stood there as a proper maid as if she suddenly recalled something. "I did have an ugly name called Mandy," she expressionlessly said. " But I was blessed by the great mistress to be named Gutless."

The maid that accused Gutless of her betrayal looked at the monster maid in shock. She didn't know what to say in response. What was even more puzzling to her was to see 'Gutless' lifted up her skirt just enough to sit below her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, exposing a pair of beautiful legs, panties, and last, her bare flat stomach. She didn't know what this 'Gutless' was doing. Was she showing her true nature of being a pervert?

The maid wanted to question her and then insult her for her brazenness, but what she saw next left her speechless. The skin on Gutless's flat stomach ripped open, revealing a huge red b.l.o.o.d.y mouth that had black fog like smoke puffed out from its mouth. It was foul smelling that caused the young women to vomit all the food they ate during the day and soon after, they vomited chucks of flesh and bile from their stomachs. The mouth had countless rows of five inch long sharp needle like teeth.

Gutless was truly a monster without guts. She had a huge monster mouth for a stomach that looked like an endless pit. Before the maids could even scream for help, her monster mouth opened wider to devour her fresh meal. The b.l.o.o.d.y mouth ate them like a crocodile, breaking the bones in its meal apart and swallowing them whole. The monster maid kept in mind that her mistress wanted to keep their bodies intact. She turned instantly happy from her tasty meal and felt blessed.

After her meal the monster maid, Gutless was truly grateful to have the mistress as her creator. She was hungry and didn't eat anything after her birth, but the mistress remembered her. The thought of her caring mistress bought tears to her eyes. Her only wish was to serve by her side forever.