Thread: Spoils of Blood (Vixen_mistress and Google)

RE Spoils of Blood Draken's eyes never moved from her body as she let the dress fall to the floor, narrowed they watched her with a great deal of intensity that bordered on obsessive desire, her skin was smooth and unmarked by any scar or blemish, her breasts were just the perfect size, full and firm just begging for him to abuse. He really had chosen right when it came to the pet that he had picked among the assembled daughters of nobility. She certainly appeared fertile enough, and with a small tweak or two with magic he would be able to impregnate her as though she were another vampire... using her to create and heir of his own would certainly open up some interesting options for him and of course be just as useful as the living princess herself at quelling a possible rebellion and keeping her former subjects in line. Running his tongue over his teeth Draken slowly approached her, eyes constantly moving over her body, taking every facet of her body into account until he stood before her, his body lightly brushing up against her own. His hand moved quickly, snapping up in a blur of motion and seizing the wrist where she was covering her breasts and wrenching it upward, pulling her up onto her toes. Don't cover your body. He instructed her, his voice low and cold as he looked down into her eyes. Your body belongs to me, and you will only cover it up when I give you permission to do so, any clothing that you wear will be given to you by me... though I do like this. Reaching down he ran a finger over the crotch of the silken covering that kept her pussy from his view, pressing lightly against the covered slit as the finger stroked back and forth. He didn't stop there though, his hand moved over her as though he were inspecting a horse. Starting at her thighs his hand began to rub, squeeze, and even pinch at her flesh, grabbing and then slapping her ass roughly, mauling her breasts, and even gripping beneath her chin and forcing her to keep eye contact with him, all the while his other hand kept her on her toes with a tight grip on her wrist. Even her mouth was not left out of his inspection, two fingers pressing into her mouth and probing its soft depths and running over her tongue before withdrawing the fingers and wiping the moisture away onto the side of her face. A little bit more exercise wouldn't hurt you. He sneered, in truth her body was perfection but he couldn't just tell her that, he would need to keep her on edge and working to please him in order to keep him from growing angry with her. But I will make sure that you get plenty of it. He had no intention of taking her jewlery from her though, it would amuse him to take advantage of the situation she was now in, degrading her while she wore the circlet that had once marked her station. Twisting his head down closer to her he brushed his fangs over her ear for a moment, enjoying the power that he had over her, enjoying the fear that he was causing her. Right now though princess I am going to give you a chance, a small one, to get through the night with your virtue intact. All you have to do is fall to your knees and worship my cock with your mouth. If you please me, then you can enjoy one more night of chastity. Of course there was no way she would be able to satisfy him given the situation she found herself in but he thought that fear would be an excellent motivator as he released her wrist.