The Cum-Drinking Vampire Queen Has Come To Feed
[F4M] [Script Offer] [Halloween] [Vampire] [Fdom] [Blowjob] [Cum Swallowing]
Description: The Vampire Queen has come to feed, but don't worry. She's a special kind of vampire. She doesn't drink blood. No, she's a cum-drinking vampire.
Note: This is a script for an erotic audio.
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Wakey-wakey. [giggle] Is my little pet all rested up?
Good. You're going to need your strength!
What's wrong? Can't move?
Oh, don't bother trying to get up. I've used my powers to paralyze you.
You see, I am the Vampire Queen, [Your Name Here], and I've come here to feed!
Shh. Don't panic, my pet. I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I think you are going to enjoy this very much.
Let me explain. You see, I am a very special type of vampire. I don't need to feed on blood to survive like some common beast. No, I feed on a more . . . exquisite source of sustenance.
I feed on cum. [sinister laugh]
That's right. I'm a cum-drinking vampire, and I happened to hear a rumor from the local whores at the town brothel that you, my dear pet, have the most delicious, most exquisite cum in all the land, and that you are known for cumming huge, tasty loads of rich, delicious seed.
I believe a meal like that could sustain my hunger for days, maybe even weeks, and I wish to test that theory . . . by giving you the greatest blowjob of your life!
Oh, but it wouldn't be any fun if I just took your seed against your will.
No, a man's seed tastes its sweetest when given freely, consensually, and with no regrets.
[snaps fingers]
There, I have released you from my thrall. You are free to move once again.
Now, you have a choice. You can either run screaming from this bedroom like some ignorant peasant, or you can sit back, relax, and enjoy the greatest, most mind-bending orgasmic pleasure that has ever been experienced by man.
I have the power to draw upon dark forces that will surround your cock in infinite pleasure. When I am done, no other woman will ever be able to satisfy you!
So, what will it be, my young man: earth-shattering, orgasmic bliss, or a lifetime of wondering what could have been?
Heh! Good choice. [sinister laugh]
Now then, let's see if the rumors about you are true. I swear, if those wenches at the brothel were lying, I willβ