Master was not happy with David. All fresh pussy and ass were by right Master's and David had greedily sampled Millicent's tasty pussies without his permission. This was unforgivable, and David had to be punished. But of course Master did not mean to damage David or his greedy sister too much. Why they might even enjoy it. Instead he had his lovely male pet bent and tied over a wooden horse with his delectable ass open for all to enjoy, except orders were, no one was to touch David. Sex was all around him, he was ready to be enjoyed, but there was no joy for David. His fully erect cock was begging to touched, but no one touched it.
When Millicent arrived at the great ball room with her girls, festivities were already happening. Cynthia had never seen the like before, the chandeliers, the classical music, even a long table of food for those who required a more solid form. Naked, her body tingled with desire. There were other naked people there with leather collars around their necks or seductive leather corsets that thrust their breasts higher without hiding their more intimate parts. And seeing David bound over the wooden horse fascinated her. Where was his sister?
She was about to step away from Mistress Millicent when an unfamiliar voice hailed them. "My, my, now I see why David misbehaved."
Cynthia looked around as a very young man of great beauty approached them. He was also nude, but it was obvious to her that he was someone important. Ignoring Millicent, he fixed azure eyes on her and smiled. He was a vampire!
"Master Michael," Millicent greeted and inclined her head.
"Millicent," he replied and let his gaze travel over Cynthia's body. "She looks and smells delicious." Without so much as a 'may I', he reached out and pinched Cynthia's right nipple. Her body trembled at his touch while both of her nipples became hard and sensitive. "Oh very nice," he continued. "Freshly turned food just radiates energy. Come." He led her away by the nipple.
Cynthia followed Master Michael to a large chair that looked like a throne. Sitting in the chair, he took Cynthia by the left arm and guided her forwards. She looked down at this long thick cock and knew he meant to impale her on it. Whimpering with fear and desire, she almost swooned when the head of it brushed her pussy limps. Lightning bolts of desire ran from her pussy to her belly. Another inch down on the swollen shaft and she was in the throes of an incredibly powerful orgasm. Without fanfare, he impaled her on his engorged cock, and Cynthia's body shook from one powerful orgasm to another as he fed on her energy.
