"Shawney, come to him!" I crawl to him but I make sure I am care with the dress."Shawney, you will obey the Count."
"Shawney, sit in this chair."
"Look into this crystal; you go to the center."
"She is under my spell; you may leave, Louis."
"Wait down stairs."
"Take your time, Count." I obey his words; I can not stop. I dance before him like a gypsy whore. I strip with thinking. He picks me up; I am on his bed, now. My blooding pouring; his mouth is on my pussy.licking, sucking and eating me out with great force."Shawney, you will not be hurt."
"I only wish to have your blood and sex tonight." For a half of hour or more he feeds; I cum more time than I can count; he eases his cock into my bloody pussy. Count Divad is gentle and makes this time strange. His hands rub my nipples; he licks and sucks them. His cock rest inside my bloodly prize growing larger before he pushes into it. His voice makes me beg to be fuck.
"I need it!" Did I say that?' "May I ride you, Master Divad." We roll over with me on top."Yes" I give his dick a ride with all of my strenght."Shawney, cum for me, now."His seed fills me making me feel like I have please him. He kisses me, "Thank you Shawney", I close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
Where will I be tomorrow? The next night, I am waked by a tender kiss. Count Divad smiles."Shawney, you are to be my guest for a week." I am given dinner and fancy outfit. Count Divad takes me down stairs. "Ladies and Gentlemen, This is Countess Shawney, you will treat her well."
"She is my guest."
