Close your eyes

With the last of your willpower, you squeeze your eyes shut, blocking out the vampiress' hypnotic gaze. It works! You can feel your mind growing more focused and clear again. You start tugging on your arm again, trying to get free.

You make no progress though. Your captor is far too strong. You're not sure if she even notices your struggling until she speaks. "Come on, don't be like that," she says. "Just open your eyes!" Her voice is gentle, but commanding. You just barely stop yourself from obeying.

You manage to keep your eyes closed, and after a moment the compulsion to open them passes. You still can't free your arm, though. In fact, you feel yourself being pulled closer. "Trying to be stubborn, hmm? We'll see about that!" You feel cool lips against your the skin of your neck, then two sharp pinpricks of pain, and then--unexpectedly--pleasure. Pleasure rushes through your veins from your throat, filling your entire body. You moan involuntarily and feel your knees going weak. The vampire--no, Emily, your girlfriend, your mistress?--keeps a firm grip on your arm, and embraces you with her free arm behind your back. She's the only thing keeping you standing as you feel so wonderfully, strangely, and pleasantly drained. Your mind drifts in and out of a fog as erotic pleasure tingles throughout your body. You had no idea a kiss could feel this good!

When she at last withdraws, your eyelids flutter open. You look dreamily up at her, meeting the eyes of your Mistress Emily now without fear. She releases you and you reach up and touch your neck where she kissed. You can still feel a tingling remnant of pleasure there. Your fingers find two hot damp spots. You hold your hand in front of your face so you can see what it is: blood. She bit you, but you are not concerned. You know that vampires were said to have the power to enthrall anyone they bit, and that means you're Emily's **** now. You sigh contentedly. It feels so very good to be a ****!

"You are mine now, ****," Mistress says, looking you in the eye. "So tell me, truthfully, where is Brendan?"

"He is here, Mistress," you say, tapping your own chest. "He turned into me when he put on the costume, and now I am yours to do with as you please!"

Mistress Emily's lips curl up in a delightfully wicked smile. "Oh, that's just too good," she purrs. She takes your hand and starts to lead you away. "Come on, let's have some fun with that new body of yours!"

You smile dreamily. "Yes, Mistress..."