I have dark fantasies about being a vampire. I am rather blood thirsty too. Lucky for me it is Nation Blood Donor Month. I figured instead of donating to a local blood bank, would be donors could donate to me. When my master of the dark night turned me, I knew I had to feed. I have been a submissive whore all my life. Feeding from people was hard for me at first. I feasted on small animals. When I couldn’t curb my desires for more blood, I broke into blood banks. I feasted on packages of blood like a drunk frat boy guzzling beer after beer. When I found out it was National Blood Donor Month, my dark fantasies became darker. I started stalking donors. Fuck, I thought to myself, why didn’t I do this sooner. Human victims, fresh blood from the source is always better. Much tastier too. I had the names of all the donors I had drank from the blood bank stash. They were monthly donors. I had no doubt they would give again. Just this time, they would give me every last drop. I had a list of whose blood I liked the most. I started with my most favorite. Lilly Robinson. Type B-. Pretty young thing with tasty blood. Her blood was sweet. Almost intoxicating like a fine Boudreaux. I wormed my way into her home pretending to be from the blood bank. She was my first official kill. My first human meal. I was so hungry. Even though, I was never a dominate woman before, I was never a hungry vampire before either. Dark fantasies of feasting consumed me. My fangs came out and I bit her neck hard. I sucked her dry. I completely exsanguinated her. Her blood consumed me. It made me stronger and fearless. It made me an addict. I thanked her for her donation and went to find my second favorite blood donor.
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Taboo role play is what submissive sluts like me love to do. I have a sexual desire to serve up my body anyway that I can. Penetrate all of my holes or if the dark mood suits you make your own. Order me to be your accomplice and bring you prey you find more to your liking. Make me compile with your wicked whims, beat me until I like it. Tie me up, leave me for dead, all of the possibilities swirl around in my head. My pussy is dripping in excitement of never knowing what is in store for me. Am I valuable or disposable? In the end it doesn’t really matter as I live for the moment the first order is given until I’m sent way, if I’m lucky for such a merciful end that is. What are you going to use me for, Master? What taboo desires are swelling up inside you? 
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