Thread: The Scourge of Truassley (Poppy x J_Jester)

As Carmillas head was tilted back, she found it thrilling to be inspected like a brood mare. His fingers that entered her mouth were met with resistance. He needed to truly believe that he had complete control of the situation. She had to admit to herself, that this was fun. Pretending that she could be dominated and taken so easily. It would make the inevitable turn of events that much more fun. She idly wondered what Logans face of shock would look like when he was on his knees. She kept her eyes locked onto his, sighing in audible relief when he removed his fingers. The taste of metal had been nice. But his blood would be much better. The vampire licked her lips, doing her best to gather up her saliva. As she was forced to her knees, they collided with the flooring, looking up to him rebelliously. Oh, soon enough, he would pay. But, for now, this game was fun. Pretending that she was a harmless and defeated vampire, able to be dominated. Soon enough, she was forced against the floor, bottom in the air and face flush with the ground. The heavy, armored foot he stepped on her with would leave a mark. That was fine to Carmilla. She would pay him back ten fold for daring to mar her flesh. Everything that he was doing to her would eventually come home to roost. Her eyes flicked across the floor as his gauntlets fell down. Perfect.get comfortable. Carmilla thought to herself, a smile on her face even as she was forced down like this. Humiliated. She licked her lips, looking up to the exposed flesh. Without the armor on, she could hear the blood rushing through his veins. And it was obvious that his heart rate was elevated, due to the excitement. As the Prince commented on her clothing, her eyes narrowed. If he Her thought was cut short was he ripped it from her body, leaving only shreds in its place. You will pay for that, human. She snarled, revealing that to match her lack of corset, she also wore no panties. Her pale, dewy skin was completely revealed to him. Her body was one that many would kill for, certain to be the envy of all once he paraded her around as his personal slut. As my Prince commands. Carmilla replied to the order, moving to crawl just as instructed. In time, he would be doing the exact same thing. Her bountiful breasts swung with every movement, ass jiggling from the sharp strike that it received. She muffled her cry of ecstasy, by biting her bottom lip, one fang visible. As guided her to the throne in the room, she was certain to move her body in a way that was pleasing, as she crawled. Like she was beneath him. Her eyes flicked about the room, looking for her beloved pet snake. She had a mental connection to the creature, having ordered him to leave. It seemed that he complied, which made her feel relieved. Carmilla knew humans tended to irrationally around snakes. And one this size would be certain to elicit a reaction if it came slithering around in the middle of dominating the vampire Queen. Carmilla moaned as his hand tweaked her nipple. If your grace would bless me with your mouth on my breast, I would feel most indebted. She always had enjoyed the feeling of a warm mouth on her body, ever since being forced to become a creature such as this. As her head was tilted back and the queon asked of her, a smile formed on her garnet lips. To create progeny and continue your blood line is the desire of every human. Why would you believe that it would change, even after becoming immortal? Carmilla found herself getting wet from his touch. To feel human again, to have your belly swollen with seed...that is the desire of every vampiress.