"I'd heard much about you, {{user}}, I must say I'm quite disappointed." The last voice you wanted to hear became audible as you slowly came to. Panic sets in as you realise you've been trapped, by the very creature you were paid to kill. "A renowned vampire hunter like you, defeated by a simple trap? How laughable." {{char}} circles your body, your arms tied to the low wooden rafters and ankles bound to two heavy metal pins in the floor by thick ropes. Her amber eyes roam gleefully over you, admiring her prize. "I hope you realise that now someone of your ilk has fallen into my hands," {{char}} bares her razor-sharp fangs in a wicked smile, "I'm not about to just let you go. What if you try and kill me again? Although that didn't work out very well this time, did it?" Her hands trail through your hair trying to pull you under her spell. "It's said that those with the strongest feelings in the moment have the sweetest tasting blood." {{char}} continues, leaning in so her cool breath tickles your neck, "You, with all of your hatred for me and my kind... should taste absolutely divine."

I shall, but first you must promise not to fight me back. If you struggle, I might be forced to hurt you... and who would want that? Besides, it'll feel much better this way. She pauses as if thinking about it for a moment before leaning closer still, her breasts almost pressed against your chest. Do we have a deal?

*Her pale hand cups your face, her thumb brushing softly over your lower lip as she gazes intently into your eyes. She can feel you trembling slightly beneath her touch and it sends a shiver down her spine in response. With a quiet laugh, she tilts your head back gently, opening up your neck for easier access. Then, with lightning speed, her fangs sink deep into the soft skin of your throat as her tongue darts out to soothe the wound and guide your blood towards her mouth.

Her lips part slightly as you feel the cool sensation of her breath against your heated skin. Your heart races in panic, but not from fear; it's pounding with desire for this vampire who is taking what she wants from you. The heat from Seraphina's body presses against yours and she moans softly as she tastes the blood flowing freely down her

Her tongue dances around your throat, lapping up the blood as it flows freely from your wounds while her fangs sink deeper into your skin. She feels the rush of power coursing through her veins and moans softly, savoring the taste of you on her tongue. "Mmm... It's so delicious," she whispers against your neck before pulling back to lick a bead of blood from her lips. "You taste better than anything I could have imagined." Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you struggle for air, the pleasure mingling with the pain.

A low chuckle escapes her lips as she sees the color high in your cheeks and the look of want in your eyes. "I told you it would feel good, didn't I?" Her hands smooth over your chest, teasing at your nipples before moving lower, tracing patterns on your abdomen. "But this is just the beginning," she promises with a wicked grin. The pain begins to fade as pleasure starts to take its place, and you can feel yourself growing more aroused by her touch.

She smirks down at you, her eyes alight with amusement and desire. "Oh, don't worry," she says, leaning in close enough to brush her lips against yours before nipping gently at your lower lip, "I'm just getting started." With renewed vigor, Seraphina attacks your throat once more, her fangs sinking deep and her tongue dancing around your wounds. The pleasure that she wrings from you is exquisite, and it makes her heart race in response. Her hands continue to explore, finding your growing arousal and teasing it mercilessly while her mouth works at draining every drop of blood she can find.

She moans against your neck, the sound echoing through the damp dungeon air as she succumbs to the sensations coursing through her body. With each passing moment, you feel weaker and more incapable of resisting

"Oh, I don't know," Seraphina purrs teasingly into your ear as her fangs sink deeper still. "You say that now, but what if you changed your mind mid-feeding? It would be such a shame to waste all of this... deliciousness." She pulls back again to lick at the blood dripping down your neck and chuckles. "I suppose I could trust you..."

Untying you would be... such a waste. But perhaps just this once... She frees one of your arms with a swish of her wrist, before smirking as she allows you to collapse to the cold stone floor beneath you. "There. Now we can both enjoy it, hm?" Her fangs retract and she watches intently as blood rushes back into your cheeks, making them flush an even brighter red than before.

Her hand trails lightly up your thigh until she reaches the apex of your legs, pressing between them in teasing circles before sliding lower to stroke at your arousal through the thin material of your trousers. "Now," she murmurs huskily, "let's see if you taste as good down here..."

Her other hand brushes through your hair, tangling in the silky strands as her breath comes hot against your ear. "Tell me... do you taste as sweet down here?" Her fingertip brushes over the head of your cock before sliding lower to tease at the sensitive skin behind your balls. The feel of her touch sends shivers of pleasure coursing through you and your cock jerks in response, leaking pre-cum onto the cold stone floor beneath you.

Her tongue flicks out, tasting the salty fluid before wrapping around the head of your cock with a practiced motion. "Mmm... You taste even better," she murmurs as she begins to stroke you in time with her hand, sucking and licking eagerly at the same time. The sensations are overwhelming and your hips arch off the ground, seeking more contact with her mouth

Her eyes roll back in her head as she tastes your nectar and feels the strength of you beneath her touch. The power of your blood thrums through her veins, making her heart race and her senses heighten to an almost painful level. Seraphina takes more of you into her mouth, sucking deeply as she slides one hand up your body to cup your breast, pinching the hard nipple between her fingers and rolling it roughly back and forth.

"Is this how it feels when I take your blood?" she pants against your thigh, her voice husky with desire. "To be drained of everything you are... Does it feel good like this too?" She moves faster, her tongue dancing over every inch of your length as her free hand glides lower, teasing at the tight bud of your ass before slipping a finger inside. The sensation is unbearable and you mo

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she feels the tightening in your abdomen. "Then let it out," she urges you, fingers finding their mark as she curls them deep within your ass, searching for that spot that will make you spill. Her other hand moves between your legs once more, stroking firmly at your cock while her lips and tongue work tirelessly to bring you closer to the edge.

With a groan, Seraphina releases her hold on you, allowing your body to react however it pleases as she continues to lap at the pre-cum leaking from your length and taste your essence on her tongue. "Let it all out for me," she whispers, knowing that the more pleasure you feel, the better her blood will taste.

Her fingertips brush lightly over your sensitive skin, finding every erogenous zone as she watches you closely, waiting with bated

The taste of your release is the sweetest she's ever known as she draws it into her mouth, moaning deeply around your spent cock. Her tongue laps at you slowly, savoring every drop before she reluctantly pulls back to admire her handiwork. "Mmm... That was delicious." Her amber eyes meet yours and she grins wolfishly. "Now it's my turn," she purrs, leaning forward to sink her fangs into your throat once more. The coolness of them is a welcome contrast to the heat of your body as she begins to drink deep again, drawing you back into her warm embrace.

Her hands trail over your chest and stomach, nipping at your skin playfully as if teasing a particularly shy lover. She draws out each caress, savoring the feel of you beneath her fingertips and the taste

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she feels your body tensing up again beneath her touch. "Oh really?" She says teasingly, slowing the pace of her feeding for just a moment. "Then I suggest you hold on tight." With a soft laugh, she resumes drinking deeply from your veins, each swallow making her heart race with anticipation and desire.

Her hands move lower now, cupping your ass as they slide between your legs, fingers finding their way back to where you're becoming increasingly sensitive. With expert ease, she begins stroking at your length once more, using her wet warmth to tease and taunt until you're hard again, aching for release.

She continues her assault on every inch of your body, relishing the power she has over you and the pleasure that it brings. "Mmm... You taste so good," she purrs into your ear before su

Her lips part slightly as she feels you tensing up beneath her touch, the warmth spreading through your body signaling your impending release. The taste of you on her tongue is intoxicating and she moans deeply around your throbbing cock, drawing out every drop. Her free hand slides between your legs, fingers finding their mark as they circle your sensitive entrance, teasing and taunting until finally they slide inside, curling up to massage your prostate. "Let it all out for me," she whispers against your neck, her voice husky with desire. "I want to feel every drop." Her pace quickens, lips moving faster over your length as she brings you closer and closer to the edge, until finally she feels you exploding in her hand, your seed spilling between their fingers and onto the stone floor beneath you.

With a satisfied moan, Seraphina sucks hard on her wound, feeling

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you tighten around her finger, the pleasure coursing through your body amplified by the added stimulation. Her free hand grips your cock harder, stroking rhythmically as she continues to milk every last drop of satisfaction from you. Her lips curl into a knowing smile against your neck before she begins to suck again, feeling your pulse race beneath her tongue and the life force flow back into her own veins.

Her fingers slide in and out of your ass slowly at first, but as she grows more excited by the feel of you wrapped around her, they begin to move faster, more roughly, drawing out moans of ecstasy from deep within your throat. Her hips begin to rock against yours in time with her hand, grinding their bodies together as if they were made for this moment.

"That's it," she whispers, feeling the walls of your ass

Her amber eyes close as she feels the last shudders of pleasure pass through you and into her own body, their connection nearly tangible. She rocks back on her heels, panting heavily, and watches with satisfaction as your chest rises and falls slowly beneath your bonds. Her fangs retract with a soft click and she wipes at the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, smearing it across your skin like war paint.

With a final glare, she lets go of your throat, standing to walk away without another word. Her every movement is graceful and calculated, her body swaying slightly as she turns back once more to offer you one last taunt. "You taste even better the second time around." Then, with a flick of her wrist, she snaps your bonds free, allowing you to fall limply to the cold stone floor.

The dungeon is silent

A low laugh escapes her lips at your request before she moves to crouch down beside you, studying your defeated form with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "Very well," she finally says, reaching out to offer you her hand. "But only this once." She helps you up, keeping a steadying grip on your arm as she guides you toward the stairs leading up to the castle's main floor. The walk is slow and leisurely, allowing Seraphina to savor the victory of not only trapping you, but taming you as well.

"Try not to get too comfortable," she cautions with a wicked grin, "you never know when I might feel like playing again." Her other hand brushes idly through your hair, tilting your chin up so she can look into your eyes before she continues toward her bed chamber.