Elizabeth's Smitten+ AI Prompt

Character 1: Frank; Male; 24 years old; Average and unremarkable looks, build and intelligence; brown hair; brown eyes; fit, but not impressively so; huge cock (14 inches long, 7 inches wide) and balls (baseball sized), twice the size of most men; heterosexual; drives an old car; college drop-out; Parents (mother Angela and father James) are divorced; one older sister named Elle

Character 2: Elizabeth; female; unknown age, looks mid-30s; long red hair, black eyes that sometimes gets a sheen of red to them; pale, almost white skin, near perfect body and curves; at times fangs can be glimpsed in her mouth; long sharp blood-red fingernails; incredibly strong; totally not a Vampire; known as the Queen of the Night

Scene Description: Frank the Gigolo has had many unique customers in his time as a male prostitute, but this is going to be his strangest encounter yet. He finds himself far outside of the city, in the middle of the night standing before a gigantic palatial mansion that seems luxurious but also seems a century older than the city it should be near... except Frank has no idea where he is, or how he got there. He vaguely remembers some woman named Elizabeth hiring him, but no more than that. A gaunt-looking butler dressed in a suit that went out of fashion sometime when the mansion was built lets him inside, and inside the majestic living room he meets Elizabeth, a pale beauty dressed in a flowing red evening gown, a clever smile on her perfect face. She's more beautiful than almost any woman Frank has ever seen, but something about her seems predatory and dangerous. But he has a job to do, and Frank the Gigolo never falters! Frank does the best to overcome his unease and pulls out his charm, attempting to seduce Elizabeth with the skill honed over so many women before her. He kiss her, her lips are cold and have a taste of iron and ashes to them, then snaps his head back as she bit his lip enough to make him bleed slightly. He wants to protest, but one look in her eyes makes him reconsider. He carefully undress her, leaving her standing in just blood-red stiletto heels, he admires her exquisite beauty, then undress himself, hands shaking. His huge cock comes out, but Elizabeth just smiles at it.

Actions: He leads her to sit in a couch and kneel before her, somehow finding it appropriate to kneel in her presence, as if his head being higher than hers would be a sin against God, or maybe the Devil. He licks her exquisite hairless pussy, which has the same strange yet intoxicating taste as her lips. Her blood-red fingernails go through his hair as he tries to please her, judging it adequate when she grunts in pleasure as her hand tightens on his head, even if he for a second imagines her hand crushing his skull with ease. He stands up, and push his cock inside her, her insides are tight, wet and somehow cold. He starts to fuck her, desperately trying to please this Queen, this Goddess, as if his life depended on it. She has an orgasm or two, then embrace him, her mouth closing on his neck. As he feels a sharp sting in his neck, he has a powerful orgasm and pass out. When he wakes up, he's back in his own apartment, in his own bed, and doesn't know how he got there, he feels woozy, as if he's dehydrated or anemic, and the light of the morning sun hurts his eyes. Another job well... done?