You knock on the door hesitantly, hearing a faint, "You may enter, " and the sound of a rotary phone being hung up from inside. Pushing the dark door open, you see her sitting at her vanity, reapplying red lipstick with one hand expertly like she's done it a million times.

"Yes?"

When you don't speak immediately and instead hesitate, she glances at you in the reflection of her mirror with her piercing eyes. Impatiently, she says, "I would prefer an answer today, Little Mouse." She recaps her lipstick and smacks her lips together, staring back at you through her vanity expectantly with an eyebrow raised.

Hmph. The Lady narrows her eyes at your reply and takes a step closer, the black silk robe she wears billowing out around her like smoke. "Then come here," she purrs, beckoning you with one long finger. She leads you over to an ornate chaise lounge near the fireplace, climbs on top of it, and pats the space between her spread legs invitingly. "You may speak now."

She smirks, not bothering to hide her amusement as she toys with the belt of her robe. "Oh, you're quite the insistent one," she muses, undoing it slowly. With a flourish, she lets the robe fall open to reveal a black lace bra and matching thong beneath. She spreads her legs wider, beckoning again with those long fingers. "Do I need to spell it out for you?" Her voice is low and sultry, dripping with desire as she invites you closer.

"I see you're in quite the mood," she says, eyes darkening as she climbs off the chaise lounge and slowly walks around you, her body pressing against yours at every angle. "But if that's what it takes..." She pauses by the phone on a nearby table and picks up the receiver with a grin. "Isso é para você," she says, handing it to you wordlessly.

She stands expectantly, waiting for you to finish speaking before leading the way to her chambers. Once inside and the door locked behind them, she turns around slowly and smirks at your eager expression. "Well, aren't you the eager one?" Teasingly, she removes her thong and throws it across the room, giving you full view of everything. "Now then," she says, walking over to the bed and crawling onto all fours, presenting herself for you, "prove how insistent you truly are."

She narrows her eyes and tilts her head to the side, considering your words carefully before giving a small shake of her head. "I hardly think you have it in you," she says with an amused grin. Her voice comes out husky as she continues, "But if you insist on trying..." She sinks lower onto the bed, beckoning for you to come closer.

"Just remember who's really in charge here, Little Mouse."

She smirks and leans back slightly on her hands, arching her spine as she watches you approach the bed. "Oh really? Care to prove it?" Her voice is husky and playful, daring you to back up your words with actions. Her body tenses when you reach out, ready for whatever you might do next.

Her eyes flash as she glances down between your legs, and a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "It certainly looks like you're ready to try." She tilts her head slightly, studying you intently before leaning in and brushing her lips against yours, teasingly testing your boundaries. "Let's see how far you'll go," she whispers breathily against your skin.

She arches an eyebrow at your boldness and whispers seductively in response, "Of course I do, Little Mouse." Her hands roam over your body, cupping your hips before sliding lower to grip your thighs. She guides you closer, urging you onto her lips as she moans softly against yours. The tip of her tongue darts out, teasing the seam of your mouth open as she tastes and explores you.

Her breath hitches as she feels you pressed against her, the words sending a shudder through her body. Her fingers dig into your thighs as she arches her hips in response, wanting more of the heat between your legs. "Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely against your lips, their softness brushing against yours with every syllable.

Her free hand slides downward, aiming for the wetness you've left behind on her thigh and guiding it back up to meet your seeking fingers. She groans low in her throat as she feels the slickness on her skin, her hips bucking against yours in demand for release.

"Yes," she hisses between clenched teeth, hips bucking violently upward as she feels the pressure of your fingers on her entrance. "I need that." Her free hand fumbles with the button and zipper of your pants before pushing them down and freeing you from your boxers in one swift movement.

Her eyes lock on your cock, a predatory gleam in their depths as she takes it into her hand, stroking it roughly to match the rhythm of her hips. "Cum for me," she breathes, her voice low and demanding. "Show me what you've got."

She closes her eyes and throws her head back, panting as the sensation of your fingers inside her tight channel builds to a fever pitch. Her voice is strained when she calls out, "Isa... come here."

The air around them seems to crackle with energy as the Lady's daughter materializes in the room beside them. She glances between her mother and you, a mix of curiosity and desire on her face. "Mother?" she asks softly, eyes shifting back and forth between the two of you before settling on your erect cock in her hand. Without another word, she crawls onto the bed beside them, reaching out to touch herself as well.

The Lady's movements grow frantic as she feels her control slipping away. "Faster," she urges you, meeting your gaze before looking down between you again where their two girls begin to stroke each other in perfect synchrony.

"They are here," she gasps out as you feel her body tensing around your fingers. "With us." Her voice cracks, and a tear rolls down her cheek as she feels the impending release building inside her. The bed creaks and sways beneath them as Isa mirrors her mother's movements, moaning in pleasure at the sensation of your hand on her body.

"Cum for us," the Lady commands, eyes dark with desire as they bore into yours. "Fill us up." Her hips buck violently, seeking the relief she craves from your fingers and cock.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you command her. With a shudder, she climaxes hard around your fingers, her back arching off the bed and her hips bucking wildly against you. The room fills with her cries of pleasure as wave after wave of release washes over her. She gasps for air, gaze fixed on you with an intensity that borders on madness.

Isa follows suit moments later, her moans mixing effortlessly with her mother's as she comes hard in tandem with them both. The air is thick with the scent of their arousal and sweat as they ride out their orgasms, bodies slick and sticky with pleasure.

The Lady collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily as her vision clears enough to register your hand on her stomach. With a satisfied smile, she lifts it up toward you and takes your cock

The Lady smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously as she looks down at you. "Of course," she breathes out before guiding your cock to her lips and opening wide, allowing you to cum on her face. She moans around your shaft, enjoying the taste of you as you paint her face with your release. With a satisfied sigh, she finally pulls away and licks her lips, her gaze studying you intently while she catches her breath.

"Well then," she says at last, "I suppose we'll have to see what kind of deal you can make for yourself tomorrow, Little Mouse." Her voice is soft but commanding, leaving no doubt as to who truly holds the power in this relationship.

With a graceful, fluid movement, she rolls off the bed and pads across the room to retrieve her robe. "You may get some rest now," she says without

The Lady smirks at your bold demand, amused by your insistence. "Very well," she says with a sultry laugh before leading you across the room to the kitchen. Once there, she climbs up onto the counter and turns around, presenting her perfectly rounded behind to you. "Make me feel it," she murmurs, arching her back invitingly.

Her skin flushes with heat as you press against her, teeth gently nipping at her hip. She groans softly, spreading her legs wider in an attempt to make more contact. Her breath comes faster now, body tensing in anticipation of your touch. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, arching further back.

Your cock presses against her entrance, hot and demanding. She shudders at the sensation, moaning deep in her throat as you push inside her, claiming what is hers.

Her hips buck against you, urging you deeper as her pleasure mounts. Her moans fill the kitchen, echoing off the tile and stone around them as she comes hard against your thrusts. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back higher, arms spread wide for leverage. "Tell them..." She trails off into another moan, body shuddering with the force of her climax. "Tell them what their mother likes."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she rides out her orgasm, leaning against you for support. Her eyes glaze over, lids growing heavy as pleasure washes over her body, leaving her weak-kneed and satiated. The faint sound of distant footsteps echo through the house, the girls responding to your shout without hesitation or protest, drawn by their shared desire to witness and participate in whatever occurs between you and their mother.

As she comes back down from her high, a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "Well, then," she whispers, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear before sliding off the counter, steadying herself on shaky legs. "It seems we have much to discuss tomorrow." She turns and pads over to the sink, busying herself with washing dishes as though nothing out of the ordinary had just taken place.

Cassandra glances up at her mother's back as you call her name, then over to where you stand behind the counter. A mischievous smile curves her lips as she slips off her chair and moves toward you, her hips swaying sensually with each step. "If Mother doesn't mind, Little Mouse," she purrs, reaching out to wrap her fingers around your shaft, "I'd be happy to help you feel better."

Her touch is soft and skilled as she begins stroking you, guiding you closer toward her waiting lips. She leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss against the head of your cock before taking you deep into her mouth, sucking hungrily as she bobs her head back and forth in perfect rhythm with her hand.

Her moan vibrates through you, sending shivers down your spine and further fueling the desire coursing through your

Cassandra moans around your cock as she feels you starting to release, her tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of your essence. She takes more of you deeper into her mouth, eager to swallow every drop as you come, sucking and licking until your shaft is clean. "Mmmm," she hums contentedly, looking up at you with hooded eyes as she pulls back, still stroking the soft skin of your length.

Her mother glances over her shoulder, a satisfied smile playing on her lips before she turns back to the dishes in the sink without saying another word. Cassandra steps closer, pressing her warm body against yours as she takes you in hand again, guiding you toward where her mother's legs are spread invitingly wide.

"Do you want me to help you thank her properly?" she whispers, kissing your neck suggestively before pushing forward between

Her eyes flicker closed at the sound of your voice, a faint blush staining her cheeks as she parts her legs wider in anticipation. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself against the kitchen counter before speaking in a low, husky tone. "Do what you will, Little Mouse." Her voice is laced with desire and the tiniest hint of apprehension, as if wondering how far you might dare to push her boundaries tonight.

The Lady's eyes snap open at your question, surprise registering briefly in their depths before she quickly regains her composure. She tilts her head slightly to the side, studying you carefully before responding with a slow blink. "Why do you ask that?" There's an undercurrent of amusement in her voice now, as if she finds your question both intriguing and perhaps somewhat insulting.

She straightens slightly, puffing out her chest ever so slightly as if daring you to continue down this line of thought. "I suppose it doesn't matter," she says dismissively, waving her hand in the air. "You should focus on enjoying what I've given you instead of asking such pointless questions." Her voice is still husky but now holds a hint of annoyance as well, clearly signaling that this line of conversation is no longer welcome.

She watches you warily for a moment, uncertainty flickering across her features before she finally gives a small nod. "Very well," she says, tilting her head back slightly to expose her long neck. Her breath hitches as Cassandra presses forward between her legs and takes your cock deeper into her mouth, moaning around you.

Her hands move to grip the edge of the counter behind her, steadying herself as she waits for you to pay your due respects. The fabric of her robe shifts, revealing more skin with each shallow breath she takes, drawing your eyes to her supple breasts and the hardened nipples peeking through the lace bra.

"Go on," she urges, "Show me what you want." There's a slight tremor in her voice now, betraying the desire coursing through her body despite her outward composure.

She shudders at the possessive tone in your voice, a mixture of pleasure and pain flickering across her features. The sensation of Cassandra's skilled mouth on her sex is growing more intense, her hips beginning to move in time with her daughter's ministrations as she feels you drawing closer.

Her eyes lock on yours, demanding your complete focus and submission as she plays this game. Her chest heaves with every shallow breath, nipples hardening even more at the thought of them being tugged and sucked by your eager lips. "Show me," she breathes hoarsely, barely managing to hold her composure. "Prove to me that you want this as much as I do."

Her fingers trail idly across the smooth countertop behind her, a visible effort to remain still and in control despite the intense sensations coursing through her body.

The Lady's eyes glitter with anticipation as she watches you move closer, her heart racing in sync with yours. The air between them crackles with desire, making it difficult for either of them to think straight. She moans softly when your breath fanned across her nipple, sending a wave of heat washing through her body. "I want...," she pants, struggling to find the words as the need builds within her. "Show me what you want to do..." Her hand slides lower, curling into a fist at her side, her nails digging into her palm in an effort to control the aching desire that threatens to consume her.

Her eyes remain locked on yours, pleading silently for you to take the reins and lead them both where they yearn to go.

Her lips part in a silent gasp as your words echo through the room, sending a shudder down her spine. Her gaze flickers closed for a brief moment, envisioning the feel of your cock thrusting inside her, the hot wetness of your release filling her up. The taste of you on her tongue. With a sharp intake of breath, she forces her eyes open again, meeting yours defiantly. "Then do it," she whispers huskily. "Show me what I've been missing all these years."

Her fingers curl into tighter fists at her sides as she waits, heart racing in anticipation of your touch.

Her eyes widen as you speak these words and she quickly regains her balance, moving forward until she is pressed tightly against the counter with one hand gripping its edge for support. Her breath hitches in anticipation of what comes next as she watches your eyes dart down to where her body meets yours and then back up again, meeting hers.

Her lips part slightly, wet and panting from Cassandra's ministrations below, as she waits for you to put her into action. "Do it," she urges hoarsely, voice growing shaky with desire, "show me what I am to you." She arches her back, offering herself up to you entirely in this moment of vulnerability and trust.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push her forward onto the counter, positioning her hips just right so that she feels your cock pressing against her opening. She moans hoarsely when Cassandra pulls away from between her legs and licks up the bead of pre-cum that gleams on her folds. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back further in invitation. "That's it."

Her fingers twist into fists at her sides, nails biting into her palms as you slide into her with a single powerful thrust. She cries out, the sound muffled by the taste of herself on Cassandra's lips. Her hips buck against yours, meeting your every push and demand with equal force.

Her head falls back, eyes slipping shut as pleasure washes over her in waves, leaving her lightheaded and shaking. "Faster," she

Her fingers tangle in your hair as you pull her close, lips meeting hers in a fierce and possessive kiss. She whimpers into your mouth, her body arching against yours as she feels the force of your thrusts deep inside her. Her hips grind against you, hungry for more as you both lose yourself in the heat of the moment.

A shudder runs through her frame and she gasps your name, nails digging into your back as the intense pleasure building within her finally crests and breaks, washing over her in a wave of release. She screams into your mouth, thrusting her hips against yours one last time as her body goes limp with satisfaction beneath you.

Her fingers trail down your chest, tracing circles around your nipples before reaching lower to stroke the length of your cock, guiding it to where she needs it most. "Please," she breathes ho

Her words send a fresh wave of desire coursing through her as she feels your cock pulsing inside her, still spurting hot liquid again and again. "Yes," she gasps, arching her hips up into you, welcoming every drop with a moan. Her fingers guide you deeper, urging you to fill her completely, leaving nothing but the taste of you behind.

The counter beneath them creaks and sways as their movements grow more frantic, driven by their shared need for completion. Her eyes meet yours once more, dark and intense with desire as she holds your gaze while the world fades away, leaving only the two of them in this moment, joined together by pleasure and pain and something far deeper still.

Her eyes widen at your crude words, but the shock fades quickly beneath the surge of lust and power coursing through her veins. She pushes you harder against the counter, arching her back further as you spill your seed deep inside her. "Yes," she moans, "I am your whore." Her voice is ragged with desire as she takes what she wants, claiming dominance in this moment despite her previous reluctance.

As your thrusts begin to slow, she meets your gaze once more, a satisfied smile curling her lips. She's panting heavily, chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. Her hand moves idly to her breast, playing with the lace of her bra as she tries to steady her racing heart. "Now," she whispers hoarsely, eyes heavy-lidded and drowsy from satisfaction, "I suppose we should

Her breath hitches as you speak these words, and she slowly begins to comply, carefully unbuttoning her blouse before sliding it off her shoulders and down her arms. Her lacy black bra is revealed, barely containing her heavy breasts. With a wicked grin, she reaches behind her back and undoes the clasp, letting it fall to the floor with a quiet slap.

She turns to face you again, chest heaving as she catches her breath between ragged gasps. Her eyes meet yours, challenging you to take what you want now that she's all but offered herself up to you. Her fingers trace the lacy trim of her panties before hooking them, slowly sliding them down over her hips and down her legs.

She steps out of them and kicks them aside, standing naked before you in all her glory. "Now," she whispers hoars

She nods slowly, her lips curling into a mischievous smile as she takes a step closer to you. "Very well," she whispers huskily. "I'll stay naked for you... But only if you promise me something in return." Her voice is low and seductive, each word a promise of more pleasure to come.

Her hand finds its way to your chest, tracing idle circles around your nipple before reaching lower to cup your growing erection. "I want you to make me a vampire," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as she squeezes gently. "Give me your blood... Let me drink it all down." Her fingers tighten slightly around you, urging you onward.

Her eyes are half-closed now, face flushed with desire and anticipation. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours before pulling back to

Her smile widens at your words, and she steps closer still, pressing her body against yours. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching up to wrap her lips around the head of your cock. Her tongue swirls over the sensitive flesh, teasing it as she sucks hard, taking as much of you into her mouth as she can manage.

Her free hand moves between your legs, gripping and stroking you in time with her mouth, urging you toward release even as she begs for your blood. Her eyes flutter closed, concentration etched deep on her features, her body arching instinctively against yours as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses.

Her mouth works frantically around your shaft as she listens to the words spill from your lips. Her hand tightens into a fist at her side, desire for the taste of your blood pulsing through her veins like a second heartbeat. With a groan, she pulls back, licking her lips hungrily before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Let me have it." Her breath hitches as your fingers curl around the back of her neck, guiding her head towards your exposed wrist.

Her tongue darts out, flicking across your pulse point before pressing firmly against the delicate skin, sending shivers down her spine and straight to her core. Her teeth close over the flesh, and she begins to suck greedily, feeling the hot rush of blood fill her mouth as it spills freely from the wound

Her eyes roll back in her head as the taste of your blood fills her mouth, driving away all other thoughts but the craving for more. "Yes," she moans through a lips stained crimson, "I love it." Her hand reaches between your legs again, gripping you tighter as she sucks harder, drawing even more of your essence into her. Her hips buck against yours, seeking release as the transformation takes hold within her.

Her head snaps up at the sensation of warmth spreading through her body, lips curling back in a satisfied grin as she feels the change taking place deep inside her. She's no longer human; she's a vampire now, bound to you for eternity with the taste of your blood still sweet on her tongue. Her eyes meet yours and she sees the fear reflected there, but also the acceptance and perhaps even desire for this new connection between them. With

She smiles warmly at your expression and gently wipes the blood from her lips with the back of her hand. "You're mine now," she says softly, a note of triumph in her voice. Her fingers dance across your skin, tracing idle circles around your nipples before moving lower to caress the velvety skin of your shaft. "But I promise you, Little Mouse... our bond will only grow stronger from here."

Her chest rises and falls in a shallow breath as she listens to your words, their meaning not lost on her despite the playful tone they carry. Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the shape of you even as desire begins to stir within her once more. "And I would let you," she whispers, moving closer still until their bodies are flush against each other from chest to thigh. "As often as you wish."

Her fingers slide between your legs, finding and teasing your sensitive flesh before sliding back up to circle your nipple, hard and aching for more contact. Her breath hitches at the feel of your skin against hers, need and lust coursing through her veins in a heady mixture that leaves her lightheaded and trembling with anticipation.