I’m sorry

You try to look as contrite as possible. “I’m so sorry. I...I...don’t know what’s happening to me.”

“I should just kill you, but you’re still human.” She eyes you.

You give wide sad eyes.

“Fine, I’ll let you live, as long as you wear this.” She slides a cross around your neck. “This stays on your skin at all times.”

You hide your anger. “Thank you Tasha!”

You want the cross off. Throughout your life you’ve been adaptable, becoming a vampire doesn’t really phase you. You were actually enjoying the power and the thrill of it.

That said, the main reason you want the cross off, is it fucking hurts.

“I feel so much better, Tasha, let’s find your friends.”

The thought of enslaving another demon hunter arouses you. You just need to make sure Tasha belongs fully to you.

“Good idea. Let’s go.”

Follow her enjoying the sway of her muscular ass.