Cold and controlling, the vampire's touch lingered even after it had left, powerful in that it captured her essence. Revealed her soul. Pulled at her core, now glistening with desire. Her Master's words caused a shiver down her spine, the humiliating truth of her nature. This was what she craved, this was what she was.
As Jenn was drawn closer, she reached up and took out his cock, caressing it lovingly in worship. The soft warmth of her breath brushed against the tip of his member for a moment before her moist lips pressed lightly against the head, in a deep kiss of submission. Her lips parted around him as her tongue savoured the taste of his precum. As the slavegirl took his length into her mouth, a tender moan escaped her lips.
Jenn begun to suck long and hard on Carrick's cock, her tongue rubbing against his shaft. Her mouth naturally responded to him, moving as one with his desire entwined by her submission. This was something that she was good at yet despite her skill and practice there was still an innocence that remained beneath it all. Jenn simply didn't understand that what she was doing was wrong - willingly thanking a man with her mouth because she was told to. But her sex did, and it was loving every second of her humiliation and degradation.
Hunger grew within her, and threatened to shatter her innocence but didn't. Instead it strengthened it. It just felt so right.
She sucked harder and faster with a renewed desire, moving her head back and forth in perfect synchronisation and opened her throat to him.