Fortunately, Danny was very good at following directions. Malena loved the good slaves that deserved her praise and her affections. Others that forgot their place had to be reminded, which Malena always loved more than any good slave. She had a streak of being hard on them, but Danny was still on her good side and keeping her entertained.
She didn't smell fear, she smelled his arousal. So close to touch and taste, it was tempting the vampire. Her fangs wanted to slide down so that she could taste him, and she had barely even woken up yet. Malena yawned sleepily and in one move dropped her hand on his thigh, feeling the warmth of his humanity. She tended to run a little cool unless she'd fed, but it helped that she could at any time.
Listening to her slave whispering about the pornography and clear observations, she squeezed his thigh in acknowledgement. He was learning and watching something decent, the mild bondage and easy boy-sluts begging for more on the television. She peeked over at him from beneath her perfect eyelashes and smiled like a mischief. "What do they get to do with those hard dicks? Danny, do they get to fuck her in the pussy?"