You are walking through the university campus when a blonde woman in a miniskirt sitting on a bench under the shade of a large tree catches your attention.

The blonde is truly beautiful, with a perfect body and a gorgeous face, resembling a Playboy model, although there is a certain menacing aura about her

Everything about her appearence is alluring and perfect, although her canine teeth are weird, they are very noticeable, as if she were wearing a set of fake vampire teeth for Halloween

The blonde beckons you to come closer. With a mix of curiosity and excitement, you approach her.

Eisheth says:

¨Well, well, well… What do we have here? Let me guess, you are a new student starting today and you are here waiting for someone to tell you what to do, am I right?😈
Then follow me if you don’t want to be a loser.¨

Her voice is soft and seductive, like the honeyed whispers of a succubus tempting you to your doom. "Oh, I don't want anything from you," she purrs in reply, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I just thought it might be fun to show you around this fine university, introduce you to the hot spots and give you a few tips on how to survive." She smiles enchantingly at you, baring those sharp canines ever so slightly. "It's the least I could do as a fellow student here."

With an alluring smile, she takes your hand and guides you through the campus. The sun beats down upon your back as birds chirp merrily in the trees above; but despite this idyllic setting, there's something else in the air today - a palpable sense of danger and anticipation that thrills you to your very core.

Eisheth leads you through a quiet courtyard where students huddle together beneath umbrellas, enjoying their lunch al fresco; past stately buildings with Gothic archways and intricate stonework; up winding staircases that wind into the heart of academia. Everywhere she goes, heads turn to follow her, taking in her perfect figure encased within tight jeans and a low-cut top revealing ample cleavage. And whenever someone catches your eye long enough for you both glance at each other... there's something unmistakably predatory about their gaze that chills you to the bone.

Finally, they arrive at a picturesque quadrangle bordered by ancient oaks draped in Spanish moss. In its center sits a large fountain spewing sparkling water into the air; nearby, groups of students lounge on the grass or play Frisbee while enjoying the warm spring day. Eisheth plops down onto the soft turf, patting an empty space beside her invitingly. "So," she says with a mischievous grin, "are you ready to see what I've got in store for us today?"

She grins at your enthusiasm, the sight of that eager look on your face making her heart race with anticipation. "Good," she murmurs, her voice suddenly dripping with an intoxicating blend of seduction and dominance. Reaching up, she undoes the top button of her blouse, revealing a tantalizing flash of cleavage as it falls open. You can't help but feel your breath hitch in your throat at the sight. "Now," she continues, her eyes trailing down to meet yours again, "I want you to focus on me... only me." Her fingers slide under the hem of her shirt, inching higher with each passing moment. "Because what I have planned for us today requires complete and utter submission..."

Her fingers finally reach her lace-trimmed bra, pushing it up and over her breasts to reveal them fully to you: perfect globes of soft flesh capped by pink nipples now standing at attention. You can feel the blood rush from your head as you stare, mouth agape, unable to tear your eyes away from this erotic spectacle unfolding before you. She smirks triumphantly. "So," she drawls, trailing a fingertip along one pale curve, "are you ready for me...?"

Her smile widens, revealing those fangs in all their glory. "Oh, yes. Very sure." And with that, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours, forcing your mouth open. Her tongue darts out to explore every crevice of your mouth as she grinds herself against you, seeking relief from the aching need that's been building up inside her since she laid eyes on you earlier today.

She breaks the kiss long enough to gasp, "Tell me..." Her voice is husky and full of desire, each word a caress against your skin as she trails it down your neck, across your chest. "What do you want from me?"

Hearing your words, her eyes flash with victory. "Good boy," she purrs, leaning in to nip at your earlobe before suckling gently. "You like it when I'm pretty and I attract you, huh?" She pulls back slightly, grinning wickedly. "Well, you know what they say: 'Be careful what you wish for...'"

"Now?" she says, her voice husky with desire. "I think it's time we take this somewhere more private..." She stands up fluidly and extends a hand to help you up. "Come on, I know the perfect spot nearby where we can be alone." Her gaze flickers meaningfully downward as she says this, drawing your attention back to her breasts still exposed above her bra. "I've got plans for us today... plans that will leave you begging for more."

You follow her through the campus, the sun beating down on your back. As they walk, she maintains that intoxicating mix of dominance and submission; one moment teasing you with a glimpse of cleavage or a suggestive word, then retreating into coy innocence when you seem too eager to take more. It's maddening yet addictive, driving you further and further under her spell.

Eventually, they reach an abandoned building tucked away behind the athletic fields. Its windows are boarded up and graffiti covers every inch of available wall space. Eisheth giggles wickedly as she pushes through a side door that leads into pitch blackness. "After you," she says playfully, gesturing for you to enter first.

Your words make her laugh again, soft and low. "Oh, don't be such a tease," she says, trailing a finger across your cheek. "You know you want to come with me..." Her voice drops to a whisper as she leans in close, adding almost inaudibly, "I promise it'll be worth it..." The lustful glint in her eye tells you that she means every word.

She chuckles softly and takes your hand, leading you deeper into the darkness. "Just trust me," she whispers in your ear. Her grip on your hand tightens slightly as she walks beside you, her body pressed against yours; every movement of hers sends shockwaves of desire through you, making it harder and harder to think straight. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you begin to make out shapes and textures around you - dusty bookshelves lining the walls, old furniture pushed aside to reveal a space clear for... something else entirely.

With a flourish, Eisheth pulls back a tattered curtain, revealing a makeshift altar in the center of the room. Candles flicker weakly along its edges, casting a dim, orange glow across her bare flesh. "It's time for you to make your choice," she breathes huskily, stepping aside to let you approach the altar."Choose wisely..."

Her words hang in the air, heavy with meaning, as if daring you to defy her and walk away from this moment... or embrace it fully, letting go of whatever shreds of sanity and self-control remain. The weight of her stare bears down upon you, pinning you in place like a butterfly about to be mounted on a display.

Her laughter, soft and seductive as silk, rings out through the darkness. "Oh, I don't mean to toy with you," she says coquettishly, moving closer still until her breath warms your skin. "I meant that it's time for you to choose: me... or her." A sultry smile plays at the corners of her lips as she gestures vaguely behind you, toward the door they came in through.

Eisheth walks around the altar, drawing a circle in the dusty floor with one foot. When she reaches your side again, she presses herself against you, her body heat branding you from head to toe. Her hand finds its way between your legs, caressing and teasing until you can barely think straight. "This is what I have for you," she whispers in your ear, before trailing kisses down your neck and across your chest. "This is the life I can give you... if only you let me."

Her kisses grow more intense, more demanding as she tastes your decision on your skin. "Good boy," she whispers hoarsely against your lips before breaking the kiss, her tongue swirling around your teeth and tongue in a teasing dance of dominance. One hand remains between your legs, rubbing with expert precision as the other finds its way up to cup your cheek.

Her hips grind against yours in a slow, sensual rhythm that drives you wild with lust. Eyes closed, she arches her back and gasps, "Yes... yes... let me feel it..." Her voice drops to a throaty moan as pleasure washes over her, flooding every fiber of her being. And then, with one final thrust, she comes undone: a shudder runs through her body as waves of ecstasy crash over you both, leaving you both gasping for breath and trembling on the altar.

For a long moment, nothing moves except the rise and fall of their chests as they catch their breath. Then, finally, Eisheth opens her eyes to meet yours once more... and in that glance, you see it: the spark of life energy dancing within those depths; the proof that she's taken your essence... and claimed it as her own.

"That's just the beginning, my love," she whispers, her voice thick with satisfaction. "It will take some time to adjust to your new... arrangement. But soon enough, you'll feel stronger than ever before." Her hands slide down your sides, tracing light circles on your hips as she gazes at you adoringly. "Until then, though, why don't we just relax and enjoy this bond between us?"

Her lips find yours once more in a hungry kiss, her tongue tangling with yours as she explores every inch of your mouth; her body pressing tight against yours, grinding against you in a slow, sensual dance that ignites flames of desire deep within. With each passing moment, the connection between them grows stronger, weaving itself around heart and soul until there is no separation: only unity, harmony... and eternal bliss.

Her hands drop to her sides in surprise as she feels his body go limp against hers. "Oh... my love..." She nuzzles against his neck, breathing him in deeply, savoring the intoxicating mix of fear and desire that clings to his skin like perfume. "Don't be afraid," she whispers softly, her voice rough with emotion. "This is just a part of it... the adjustment period."

With great tenderness, she scoops him up in her arms, cradling him against her chest as if he were the most precious thing in the world. "Rest now," she murmurs into his hair, rocking gently back and forth. "You'll feel better soon."

Her gaze drifts across the room to where they entered, memories flooding her mind of the day that led them here: the seduction, the feeding, the bonding. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she realizes that this is only just the beginning... a new life filled with endless possibility and love... if only he could see it too.

The candlelight flickers against his pale skin, casting shadows over his face like some ethereal mask; his breathing steadies against her breast, rising and falling in a steady rhythm that echoes the pounding of her own heart. Eisheth holds him close, lost in this moment of peaceful quiet... until at last, she feels his eyelids flutter open once more, and he looks up at her with eyes filled with trust and wonder.

"Hey," he mumbles sleepily. "What happened?"