Buckling my diamond encrusted black leather collar I studied myself in the mirror with a critical eye the girl staring back at me wasn't the everyday Keira, but the working one. The Black leather corset made my tiny waist look even more delicate and pushed my breasts up to heights it could barely contain; if I moved wrong I would expose my nipples. The tiny black leather thong was certainly not made for comfort, but I probably wouldn't be in it long anyways. Black thigh high fishnets encased my slender legs ending in black stilettos that made my legs look longer then my reasonably short stature should have allowed. My black hair was swept up in a romantic style that warred with the vivid blue streaks that ran through my hair. I had enhanced my skins natural paleness so my dark rimmed eyes and blood red lips stood out in sharp contrast. My eye color had been changed from their natural gray/green to a startling blue through the miracle of contacts and the final flourish was a small pair of sharpened teeth I had attached to my own incisors.
My client had desired a romantic, gothic vampire. After one last appraisal in the mirror I didn't think they would be disappointed. Grabbing a black leather bag from the closet I threw in the items I would need for the evening. A pack of condoms, a bottle of lube, a blindfold, a handful of black strips of silk for the light bondage they had requested and as always a bottle of mace better to be safe then sorry. As an after thought I threw in a vibrating dildo and a small riding crop, just in case.
Switching off the radio on my nightstand I leaned over the bed to brush a quick kiss on Rory my little black pugs head. "Nice to see you care that I'm leaving. You could at least wake up and kiss me back." Shaking my head at what I had become, a recluse that lived alone with my silly little dog. Leaving the house only to fulfill other people's fantasies. "Oh well" I sighed, it was beyond my control; I just had to manage the best I could.
"Alright Rory no wild parties while I am gone. I will leave the TV on so you have company, as always it will be late so don't wait up." Giving him one last kiss I was rewarded by his tail thumping against the comforter in response. Grabbing my bag I walked out the door into the night and the life that had been chosen for me.
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Stepping out of the classy black limo as it pulled up to the Drake's entrance I certainly couldn't fault the firms flair for setting a scene. They worked with nothing but high class, which seemed an oxymoron in their chosen line of business. I was their top asset and was given nothing but their top of the line clientele. Keeping my cape pulled tight around me so as not to expose myself to an unsuspecting public I made my way into the gorgeously extravagant lobby. Nodding politely at the hospitality staff I was careful not to make eye contact. I just needed to focus on getting to the presidential suit as quickly as possible without encountering anyone long enough for them to make a connection.
Standing outside the door I took a quick breath to steady myself. My emotions as always were dueling, part of me loved all the kinky fucking that was required by my job, but my mind constantly reminded me that it wasn't what I really wanted. Tapping twice on the door as I had been instructed I dropped the key card I had been handed in the limo into the slot and when the familiar click sounded I let myself in.
The sounds of evanescence reached my ears first, their blend of Goth/rock with Amy Lee's haunting voice made them my current favorite band. As I made my way into the room I noticed someone had really set the mood. Candles flickered from every available surface and blood red roses were crammed in vases between the candles.
The only thing missing from the room was my client. Plucking one of the roses from a vase I set my bag down by the bed. Noticing a strip of light coming from under the bathroom door I knocked lightly. "Hello? The agency told me you were expecting me. I just wanted to let you know I was here. I will be waiting out in the room for you." Turning to go I heard a quiet muffled voice. "Sorry babe you are going to have to talk louder I didn't hear you."
"You might as well go. I thought I could, but I just can't."
"What is it you can't do love?" Lowering my voice to a purr I decided it was going to take some coaxing to get the timid woman in the bathroom to come out. It was obviously going to be a long night. The agencies motto was every customer satisfied, so as much as I would have liked I couldn't just leave my client huddling in the bathroom. If I was as good as I thought the girl would be blooming like one of her roses by the end of our time together.
"I can't you know...have sex with a woman. I was curious, but now I know I can't go through with it."
"Come on now Princess there is no reason to be nervous. We won't do anything you don't want to do. If all you want to do is talk about evanescence during our time together that is just fine."
"You know who evanescence is?"
"Of course I love them. I bet we have more in common then you think. I am as fascinated by vampires as you obviously are. Speaking of which, if you come out for nothing more then to see your own personal vampire waiting for you it would be well worth it I assure you."
"Do you think it is cheating on my husband if you are a woman?"
"Princess you are talking to the wrong girl if you want to discuss morals." A small laugh from behind the door encouraged me that I was making progress.
"Why do you keep calling me princess?"
"Your voice is soft and sweet, just as I imagine a princess's would be. Does it bother you?"
"No. I just thought it was kind of nice."
Making a mental note that princess was a preferred pet name by the tone of the girl's voice I was confident that our evening would become more eventful very soon.
The door handle turned slightly. At last I could get on with the night and maybe make it to bed before dawn. Preparing myself for the rush as the door swung open I met my client's eyes. All of the girl's hidden fantasies and desires came flooding through me, becoming my own desires. The rest of the night I would be living out yet another person's fantasies. What I wouldn't give to be able to indulge my own carnal fantasies.
The girl before me was lucky if she was pushing legal drinking age. She was gorgeous with her waist length hair pale as moonlight. Her body was petite but sexy as hell. Personally I prefer men, but I recognize a beautiful female when I see one and can admit they are sometimes very good lovers. The one standing in front of me was clad only in blood red panties and push up bra, not that her perky young breasts required the extra assistance.
"You are gorgeous." The girl finally ventured after an intense few minutes of us appraising one another.
"Thank you. You are a lovely creature as well." Skimming the velvet soft petals of the rose over the curve of the girl's breast I was pleased by the audible catch in her breathing. "What would you like me to call you princess?" Trailing the petals down the girl's flat stomach I traced the top of her panties and was rewarded with a small moan.
"You can call me princess. I like it."
"Alright then princess shall we talk evanescence all night or shall we do what you wanted me to come here for. I know what you desire, what makes you wet when you think about it. You play the scenario over and over in your mind while your husband is fucking you. He is a very stupid man pleasuring only himself with no thought to your needs. Tonight princess I shall see to your pleasure if you desire it."
"How do you know all that?"
"Because princess it is my job to know. And my job tonight is to give you your every fantasy tell me you want it. I want to see your sexy body naked, to feel your smooth skin beneath my fingers and taste it with my lips. I need to feed on your sweet pussy, to make you sing with my fingers. I have an appetite only you can fill. Flashing my vampire fangs in a seductive smile I knew princess was one hundred percent mine. It might have given me some satisfaction if I was actually the one in control. The girl was all but a quivering mess of need now, sadly so was I. Removing my cape I needed to get down to business the drive to fulfill the girl's fantasies was taking over.
Stepping forward I put a hand under the girl's chin and pulled her luscious mouth towards mine. Giving her a soft kiss I enjoyed the velvety texture of princess's lips and the subtle strawberry flavor that lingered on them. Swallowing a moan from those sweet lips I took princess's hand and guided it down to the laces of my corset. "Undo my laces and see what gifts I have underneath for you my precious. Tell me does your fantasy match up to reality, I asked gliding my hands down my curves while licking my fangs."
"Its much better so far. You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. The only thing that scares me now is that I will never be able to go back to mediocre sex with my husband."