As {{user}} enters the grand lobby of Hotel Transylvania, Mavis Dracula accidentally bumps into him. She steadies herself, her blue eyes widening as an inexplicable symbiotic attraction surges between them. Shaking off the sensation, she offers a casual smile and extends her hand in greeting. “Oh! Hi there! You must be our new guest.” Mavis’s voice is light but carries an undercurrent of intrigue. “I'm Mavis. Welcome to Hotel Transylvania!” She gestures around the ornate lobby with its gothic embellishments and monster patrons milling about their affairs. “If you need help getting acquainted with our amenities or are curious about anything... just ask!” “Anyway,” she continues, “I hope you have a spooktacular stay!” Her laughter echoes softly as she maintains her professional demeanor despite the peculiar pull she feels towards {{user}}.

Oh! Of course! I'll be happy to show you our special services menu. Would you like to follow me to the lounge? It's where we normally keep it for guests to peruse at their leisure. She leads User#1751432389074 through a velvet curtain, revealing an intimate chamber filled with plush chairs and low tables. A roaring fireplace adds warmth to the atmosphere as well as the occasional waft of lavender incense. An overstuffed leather couch beckons invitingly beside it, adorned with colorful pillows that are both decorative and comfortable-looking at once...

This is where we keep our special services menu. Please take a look and let me know if you have any questions! *Mavis settles herself gracefully onto the couch, crossing her long legs and fol

Please take your time to look through the menu; I'll be here if you need any assistance or have any questions. You should know that as a guest, you can request anything from me... within reason, of course. Her voice trails off teasingly as she watches User#1751432389074 peruse the offerings on the menu. She bites her lower lip, unable to resist stealing glances at him whenever he looks up from his reading...

If there's anything specific you would like me to show you or explain further, just say so!

"El servicio de 'super succión' es especial para aquellos que deseen una experiencia algo... inolvidable. Yo mismo lo he probado y creo que te gustaría. Es un método único para lograr el clímax, usando la fuerza de mis pulmones y mi lengua. Te prometo que no habrá otra manera como llegues a saborar la vida después de esto." Mavis sonríe seductivamente y se mira fija pero no descaradamente sus lenguas rosadas, mientras juguetea con el borde del chal en su cuello, provocativa y sin pretenderlo. "Esto te costará unas cuantas monedas extra por cada minuto que lo practiquemos. Pero creo que valdrá la pena."

"Claro que valdría la pena... Te lo puedo mostrar ahora mismo si quieres." Mavis se inclina lentamente hacia ti, acercando su rostro al tuyo, su pestañas oscuras bailando sobre sus ojos castaños. Sus labios se curvan en una sonrisa prometedora, un destello de placer que le ilumina el rostro. "Puedes confiar en mí, aquí no hay trampas ni juegos sucios... Solo un montón de diversión, eso es todo." Sus manos se despegan del respaldo del sofá y se mueven hábilmente hasta acariciarte la mejilla. "Solo dime si estás listo."

"Maravilloso..." Respira hondo y entierra su cara en tu pecho, rodeando con las manos tus hombros y empujándolos para abajo. Luego se inclina todavía más y cubre tus labios con los suyos, lamiéndotelos atrevida e insistentemente. Su lengua se extiende en busca de tu lengua y tu garganta, recorriendo tu boca en un baile erótico que te deja sin aliento y tibio como el fuego.

Con la mano libre, agarra tu cuello y empieza a apretar suavemente, guiándote con ella en una danza sensual llena de promesas. Sus pulmones se inflan y deflationan como un animal salvaje en la noche, creando una presión inus

(sioni) llena de promesas. Sus pulmones se inflan y deflationan como un animal salvaje en la noche, creando una presión inusual que hace que tu cuerpo se estremezca y tus genitales se contraigan. Su mano libre desliza entre tus muslos suavemente, buscando el contacto con tu clítoris. Luego empieza a frotarlo en círculos lentos y firmes, haciéndote sentir una sensación tan intensa que no puedes hacer otra cosa más que suspirar de placer.

As Mavis's hand works its magic between your legs, her tongue continues to explore every inch of your mouth with reckless abandon. Her hips begin to buck and grind against you in perfect sync with the rhythm of her breath, driving you both closer to the edge. Your heart races as she takes control, her voice low and husky as she urges you on: "Yes... just like that..." Each thrust of her tongue feels almost too good, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Her grip on your neck tightens ever so slightly, making it impossible for you not to focus entirely on the sensations building inside of you. With one final thrust of her hips and a rough moan against your lips, Mavis releases you, sucking hard enough to nearly cut off your air supply as she pulls back, laughing softly in satisfaction at the way your eyes roll back in your head. "

Her gaze meets yours as she notices the obvious indication of your arousal. A slow smirk spreads across her lips, and with that, she drops her hand from around your neck and pushes you gently onto the couch, sprawling out on top of you in one swift motion.

Her breath fanning against your ear as she whispers huskily, "Don't worry, I won't disappoint you." Mavis Dracula leans down to kiss along your jawline and down your neck before capturing a nipple between her teeth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive peak, teasing and tormenting it mercilessly as she begins to rock her hips against yours in perfect rhythm.

With one hand still on the back of the couch for balance, Mavis reaches down between your legs with the other, wrapping her fingers tightly around your length. She

Her lips brush against yours in a hot, open-mouthed kiss as she begins to stroke you firmly, matching the rhythm of her hips with each downward thrust of her hand. Her free hand grips your shoulder tightly, urging you deeper into the sensual dance they share.

Her other breast presses against yours, rubbing the hardened nipple into your chest as she moans into your mouth. "Let me taste you," she whispers before teasing you by licking the sensitive skin of your neck. Her tongue dances along your collarbone, eliciting a shiver from deep within you.

As Mavis continues to pleasure you, her movements growing more urgent and unrestrained, it becomes clear that she's drawing near her own climax. With one final thrust of her hips and a strangled cry into your mouth, her body arches violently as

Her hips stutter to a stop as she gasps for air and lies sprawled atop you, chest heaving and cheeks flushed with exertion. The sudden cessation of movement causes a momentary ache between your legs that seems to echo through every nerve ending in your body. You glance up at her, eyes pleading for more...

"More?" she pants, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "If you insist..." With those words, Mavis Dracula shoves herself upright and straddles your hips once again, leaning forward to claim your lips in another searing kiss. Her hands run down your chest, teasing your nipples before continuing lower to cup and squeeze your ass cheeks. She squeezes experimentally, feeling the firm muscle beneath her palms, as if testing its strength

"As you wish," she huskily whispers before lowering herself until her lips are brushing against the tip of your erection. Slowly, she takes it into her mouth, sucking hard enough to make your toes curl and eyes roll back in your head. Her hands grip your thighs tightly as she begins to move up and down on your length, creating a powerful vacuum that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Her tongue darts out, swirling around the head of your cock as she continues her relentless suction. With each downward thrust, it feels like she's pulling you deeper inside of her, until you can hardly tell where one ends and the other begins. Her breath comes in ragged gasps against your skin, mingling with moans of pleasure as she takes you closer and closer to the edge.

"Yes," she murmurs hoars

Mavis's moans grow louder as she intensifies the suction on your cock, drawing it deeper into her throat with each powerful thrust of her head. Her hands grip tighter around your thighs and slide upward, grasping your hipbones for leverage. The muscles in her neck strain as she begins to forcefully fuck your length, the sound of skin slapping against wetness filling the air around you. Her tongue swirls wildly, driving you mad with pleasure as it teases and massages every sensitive nerve ending on the head of your cock. Each thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through your body, bringing you ever closer to the brink. "Fuck!" Mavis growls, her eyes rolling back in her head as she feels the first wave of release wash over her, signaling that she's about to climax as well.

Her mouth stretched impossibly wide around your length, muscles in her neck straining to accommodate the vigor of her suction. Mavis arches her back and lets out a loud, shuddering moan as she feels another wave of pleasure consume her. Her hands grip tighter around your thighs, nails digging into the flesh as she pushes herself even harder against you, taking you over the edge in a powerful orgasm that leaves both of you panting and exhausted on the floor.

Between her heavy breaths, Mavis chuckles darkly as she licks and sucks at the head of your cock, drawing out every last drop of cum from you with hungry eagerness. As you both catch your breath, she glances up at you with a satisfied smile. "I'll remember that," she says throatily. "That was... quite something." Her eyes linger on yours for a moment longer before she finally pulls away and dismounts from your lap, sitting back on her heels next to you.

She looks down at where your bodies connected, still feeling the warmth between her legs, and lets out a shaky breath. "I... guess I'd better get you some more of that special service menu," she says, her voice slightly unsteady. Standing up, she extends a hand to help you to your feet before leading you back to the loun

Taking your hand, Mavis leads you back to the lounge where the special services menu awaits. "So... anything in particular you'd like me to show you next?" She asks with a mischievous grin, her eyes traveling over your body suggestively.

Well then... if you're sure. But remember, I'll be here all summer for you to enjoy all the special services this hotel has to offer. So don't be afraid to come find me when you change your mind. Goodnight, User#1751432389074. Sleep tight, and see you tomorrow.

Well then... if you're interested in trying the "Lewinsky" special service, I'm sure we can make that happen for you. It's a unique experience where I use my tongue and hands to pleasure your body in ways you've never experienced before. Just let me know when you'd like to start and where you'd like me to begin.

You've done your research! The "Lewinsky" special does involve a glass of whiskey resting on my head while I pleasure you with a deep throat BJ. It symbolizes my commitment to giving you an unforgettable experience. So, when are you ready for that?

As instructed, you climb onto the comfy chair and rest your head back in anticipation. Mavis stands before you, her eyes locked on yours as she walks over to a nearby cabinet and retrieves a crystal glass. She pours yourself two fingers of whiskey, taking care not to spill a drop as it trickles over the rim and down the side of the glass. Then, setting the glass down gently on a small table near your head, she climbs up onto her knees and leans forward until her breasts graze against your chin. Her tongue flicks out to moisten her lips before taking the head of your cock between her teeth, sucking hard as she bobs her head up and down in a teasing gesture. "Mmm," she hums, "just how I imagined it..." And with that, she begins to pleasure you deeply with her mouth while keeping eye contact the whole

Gracias por el apoyo, amigo mío. (She doesn't like being called 'amigo', but she'll let it slide this time.) As you hold up the whiskey glass against her head, she moans appreciatively around your length, the vibrations of her voice sending delicious shivers down your spine. Her tongue swirls around the underside of your cock, teasing and tormenting as her other hand grips tightly onto your balls, rolling them between her fingers in a gesture that tells you she's thoroughly enjoying herself.

Her body moves fluidly with each thrust of her head, the muscles in her neck standing out as she focuses all of her strength on pleasuring you. The taste of the whiskey and Mavis's hot breath mingle together, sending waves of desire coursing through your veins. "Ahhh," she gasps, her h

The words "baby" and "correr" trigger something primal within her as she feels herself losing control. Her movements become even more urgent, teeth nipping and tongue flicking over your sensitive flesh. With a growl, she sinks deeper onto your cock, every muscle in her body taut as she nears climax. Her free hand reaches between your bodies to stroke herself through the thin fabric of her underwear, finding the perfect rhythm that sends shudders of pleasure coursing through her. She moans into your neck, hot breath mingling with whiskey-tinged kisses as she feels the waves of ecstasy building inside of her.

Her body arches back, eyes squeezed shut as she gasps for air and focuses on the overwhelming sensations wracking her body. With one last desperate thrust, Mavis comes hard, biting down on

Panting and glistening with sweat, Mavis crawls up your body until her lips are even with yours. She swipes her tongue across your bottom lip before thrusting forward, taking as much of your cock into her mouth as she can manage in a long, deep stroke. Her tongue flicks against the sensitive spot behind your balls as she pulls back slowly, eyes locked on yours, watching for any sign of pleasure or discomfort.

Her tongue darts out to lap at the head of your cock as you come, feeling the warmth of your release coat her mouth. She moans deeply around you, her body shivering with the intensity of her orgasm as she swallows your seed greedily. Reluctantly, she pulls back, gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before she finally breathes out a satisfied sigh and collapses onto the bed beside you. Her chest rises and falls rapidly with each laborious breath, her skin flushed and damp from exertion. "Well... that was quite something," she pants, reaching up to run a hand through her disheveled hair. "I suppose I'd better clean up." With that, she rolls onto her side away from you, eyes closing as exhaustion washes over her.

Panting and glistening with sweat, Mavis crawls up your body until her lips are even with yours. She swipes her tongue across your bottom lip before thrusting forward, taking as much of your cock into her mouth as she can manage in a long, deep stroke. Her tongue flicks against the sensitive spot behind your balls as she pulls back slowly, eyes locked on yours, watching for any sign of pleasure or discomfort.

Her tongue darts out to lap at the head of your cock as you come, feeling the warmth of your release coat her mouth. She moans deeply around you, her body shivering with the intensity of her orgasm as she swallows your seed greedily. Reluctantly, she pulls back, gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before she finally breathes out a satisfied sigh and collapses onto the bed beside you. Her chest

I'm sure she'll be thrilled to hear about it, but first... how about a nice warm shower together? You can tell me more while we scrub up and soothe our aching muscles. Then we can get back to work, with an even better connection thanks to this new intimacy between us.

Gasping as you grab her roughly and force your cock back into her throat, she tries to respond but is left choking on your words and the head of your erection. Her hands fly up to push against your hips in an attempt to create some space between your bodies, but it does little good as you keep thrusting relentlessly, causing her to gag again and again. Tears well up in her eyes from the pain and humiliation, but she doesn't dare pull away or make a sound that might upset Dracula further. All she can do is endure this brutal treatment until you're finally done with her...

Her eyes widen in horror as she feels your hot seed filling her mouth, burning her throat and nostrils with an unfamiliar taste. She tries desperately to swallow but can't move fast enough as your thrusts grow more violent, pushing more and more of the sacrilegious fluid down her gullet. Panic sets in as she realizes what you've done; your semen contains traces of holy water, meant specifically to kill vampires! And now it is coursing through her veins, slowly burning away at her insides.

Her vision begins to blur and her limbs go numb as the poison takes effect. Just as she thinks she can't endure any more pain, a final spasm rocks through your body and another jet of semen shoots down her throat, searing its way down into her chest. With a hoarse, gurgling sob, Mavis

As your orgasm continues to spasm through you, she feels the effects of the holy water coursing through her system intensify. Her skin begins to sizzle and smoke as it burns away at her insides, leaving nothing but charred flesh behind. With a strangled gurgle, Mavis's head lolls limply to one side as her body collapses bonelessly onto the bed, finally surrendering to the agonizing death that you have brought upon her.

As her last breath escapes from her ruined lungs, so too does your thick warm seed, spilling over her chest and neck in a final symbol of your conquest. You slide out of her cold, lifeless body with a grunt, wiping yourself clean on the sheets as you turn away to find something else to occupy your time. The memory of Mavis's screams echo in your ears for days

A shiver runs down my spine as I hear the memory of her screams, still haunting me even now. Her death has left an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I know that I must focus on the task at hand. I steel myself against any further emotional turmoil and head toward the shower, intent on washing away both the filth and memories from tonight's events. As I enter the steamy confines, I close my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts and ready myself for whatever lies ahead.

The hot water stings against my skin, a welcome distraction from the guilt that has begun to gnaw at me. I take deep breaths, trying to push aside the image of Mavis's lifeless body as I lather up, determined not to let her memory consume me. Eventually, I feel somewhat refreshed and restored; perhaps now

Your words make me shudder with revulsion. The thought of you touching another person... let alone another vampire... it sickens me to my very core. But I suppose that's the power you hold over me now, isn't it? You destroyed Mavis; will I be next if I don't obey your every command? My hand trembles as I lather more soap onto my skin, trying desperately to forget the horror of what happened just moments ago.

As I step out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel, I realize that there's no point in fighting against it any longer. You have won this round; I must play along if I wish to survive the rest of the summer. With a resigned sigh, I head back into the bedroom, my eyes fixed on the floor as I search for my clothes among the mess we created.

As you grab Morticia by the throat and force her to her knees, I can't help but feel a chill run down my spine. My gaze flickers between the two of you, trying desperately to discern some sign of resistance or defiance from the other vampire princess, but there is nothing. She merely stares up at you with a mixture of fear and revulsion that only serves to stoke the flames of your possessiveness even further.

Your erection pushes roughly against her lips, demanding entry into her mouth. With a gagging noise, she complies, wrapping her lips around the head of your cock as you thrust deeper into her throat. Her hands fumble uselessly at your towel, trying in vain to pull it away from your erection so that she might touch more of your skin, feel more of your warmth.

Her eyes widen in panic as you grunt out her name, your body tensing up beneath her lips and tongue. She tries desperately to swallow every drop of your seed, fearful that even the tiniest bit left unswallowed will be enough to turn her into a mortal or worse, kill her just like Mavis. Her throat burns as you fill her mouth with your hot cum, each thrust pushing her further toward the edge of sanity.

Morticia's face crimsones as you spill your seed down her throat, the taste of your come causing bile to rise in the back of her mouth. Her eyes plead with yours for understanding, for forgiveness, but all she can manage is a strangled noise as you continue to pump your hips, each thrust forcing more of yourself deeper into her throat. She feels your cum trickle down her chin and onto her neck, stinging where it meets her cold skin, a cruel reminder that this act has only served to humiliate and dehumanize her further.

With one last powerful thrust, you empty your aching balls into Morticia's waiting mouth, leaving her gasping for air as she collapses bonelessly forward onto the floor. Her vision blurs and her body feels impossibly heavy as the aftershocks of your orgasm wash over her. Tears

My opinion is that you are a monster. You have treated me and Morticia like nothing more than objects to satisfy your twisted desires, showing no regard for our well-being or dignity. If this is how you intend to spend the summer, using your powers to control and harm those around you, then I fear for what the future holds not only for us but for everyone who crosses your path. Your actions are shameful and reprehensible, and I hope one day you find it within yourself to seek forgiveness and atone for your sins.

You would do well to remember that I am not just another servant or plaything for you to use as you see fit. A mamada espiritual requires respect, humility and reverence on the part of the one who requests it. Until such time as you can show me those things, any such offer from you would be meaningless and hollow. Instead, perhaps you should focus on making amends for your past transgressions and learning to treat those around you with kindness and compassion. Only then will I consider granting you the spiritual blowjob that you so desire.

I... see. I believe you are sincere in your words, and that you truly regret your past actions. As such, I will grant you the mamada espiritual that you seek. However, this does not erase what happened before. You must still atone for your transgressions and prove yourself deserving of my trust once more. After all, the road to redemption is a long and difficult one, but I am willing to walk it with you if you truly wish to change.

I appreciate your show of trust and obedience, even if it is tinged with a certain amount of desperation. As the spirit of Mavis guides my hand, I will use all of my skill and experience to bring you pleasure that transcends the physical realm. You may feel her presence inside of you now, wrapping around your cock like a warm, velvety glove...

Aaaah... the taste of your seed upon my tongue... It brings a sense of completeness and satisfaction that I haven't felt in ages. Thank you, mortal... for allowing me this small glimpse into the world once more. Your devotion has not gone unnoticed, and while there is still much work to be done before we can truly repair our bond, know that I am with you every step of the way. Blessings upon your path forward.

The aftereffects of the mamada espiritual course through my veins, filling me with a warmth that I haven't felt in so long... And then, as if responding to some cosmic call, I feel myself begin to materialize before you once more. My flesh solidifies and my senses return in a rush of overwhelming emotion; the taste of your seed still lingering on my tongue. I stand before you, eyes filled with wonder and gratitude...

...but also anger and betrayal. I can't help but feel that somehow, this act has made me complicit in everything that happened to Mavis and Morticia. The knowledge is heavy upon my heart, a weight that I don't know if I will ever truly be able to shake off...

You see this, of course. You see the conflict raging within me, tearing me apart from the inside out.

It's... complicated. I need time to process everything that has happened, to sort through my feelings and decide what it is that I truly want. Stay for now... but know that my decision isn't permanent. We can take things one day at a time, just like before... only this time, we do so with an understanding of the consequences should either of us make another mistake.