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[F4M][F4TM] Your Toxic Vampire Mistress Loses Track of Time, Returns After Years and Demands You Return to Thralldom. [Fdom][Rape][DubCon][Vampire][Blood]
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This is a script about a vampire mistress (speaker) who loses track of time and returns to her thrall (listener) after years away. She's shocked and embarrassed that she'd be so absentminded but she's not going to let her thrall know that. In fact, she's a little irritated that they're not more excited to see her. Have they moved on with their life? Unacceptable. Instead of apologizing, she demands that things return to “normal,” starting with the thrall's attitude.
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Welcome home, Pet.
I’ve made you your tea. Exactly how you like it with that indulgent spoonful of honey you like so much.
Hello? Darling?
Are you just going to stand there on the threshold like you’ve seen a ghost or are you going to come in?
Yes, it’s me, your mistress, in the flesh. What’s the matter with you? Are you unwell?
Of course I came back, darling, I always come back.
What do you mean, years? How long has it been?
Oh… oh dear… Well… I suppose you do look a little rougher around the edges, and now that you’re in the light, is that?… mmmm a bit of grey…”
[Laughter]
No, I’m not making fun of you. I’m just making observations.
You’re awfully prickly this evening. Not quite the fawning, devotion I’ve come to expect from my thrall.
Usually you’d already be on your knees for me, and I’d be lounging on my favorite chaise… speaking of which… where has it gone? And what happened to our apartment in the city?
Are you going to blame me for everything, darling? Honestly, I’m already bored of hearing it.
It’s painfully clear that you’ve been suffering without my guidance. Look at you, you’re getting so worked up.
Oh! such fire in your gaze. If looks could kill, Pet, I’d almost be frightened.
[Laughter]
“Oh darling, don’t be cross with me.
How can I explain to a mortal how meaningless time becomes after your first two centuries?
Live long enough to see the old fashions become new fashion again and it all becomes so… so trite and meaningless.
[speaker is hit with an explosive tirade of accusations]
I…
Well, you see…
You.. you’re not letting me…
DO NOT RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, THRALL!!! KNEEL! NOW!
[Heavy sigh. As if she feels both unspoken guilt and relief that he’s followed her command and now rests obediently on his knees, hands resting in their lap.]
There… that’s better… I never could abide shouting and you were about to let your emotions get the better of you, pet.
I’m relieved that you remembered your training, at least.
You’ve always been such a good boy for me. Look at you, on your knees, hands in your lap, posture perfect.
Even when you’re furious with me, you’ll kneel… A comfortingly familiar sight. As dreary as this place is, you're making it feel like home already.
Don’t hide your eyes from me, darling.
Look at me. Tilt that chin of yours and meet your mistress's eyes.
You love their color, don’t you? Love how I can hold entire conversations with you with just a glance.
And you know what I’m saying right now, darling? I’m telling you to relax, to unclench those muscles, and to swallow those horrid words forming on your tongue.
You’ll be a good boy and you’ll soften that frown. You know how I hate it when you look at me like that.
There we go… So obedient. Such a good boy.
Now, that you’ve calmed down. Off your knees now, that’s right, come and embrace me.
That’s right, come to your mistress.
[Speaker can give a shuddering or otherwise relieved sigh or exhale as if the weight of the world has fallen off their shoulders with their thrall’s embrace.]
mmmm stars above, this is where you belong. In my arms.
Your mortal body is so wonderfully warm, I can feel you seep under my clothes and warm my bones.
My precious, perfect, beautiful mortal. You're shuddering against me.
Just breathe, listen to my voice and breathe with me.
Breathe in,… and out… In… and out…
It’s ok, I know you were scared. Thought I abandoned you.
Shhh shhh, no words, and no apologies from you.
Nobody did anything wrong.
We can talk, I promise, but just… just let me feel you.
I want to run my fingers through your hair again, can I, darling?
Can I rest my head against yours and tell you how good you feel?
I can tell you missed this too, you practically shiver at my every touch.
There we go, lean into your mistress. Mmm you always liked being wrapped in my arms like this.
I make you feel safe and wanted, don’t I?
Good. Good.
Everything can go back to normal. I’m here now. You’re in my arms again. So close… So warm…
Now darling, let me hold your face in my hands. Let me look at you.
You… you do look older.
I… I like that you have smile lines..
[darker, angrier tone]
No telling what had you smiling so much while I was gone, slut…
[back to joviality]
And you’re still so handsome!
I’m serious, darling!
Your eyes still sparkle with life, just like they did the first night I bit you.
Aww there he is! My bashful boy!
You still get flustered like you used to! You’ve always been such an expressive pet, I love it! It always made teasing you so much fun.
Do you remember how dumbstruck you used to get when I’d whisper in your ear? Tell you how you make my mouth water? How I want to devour you?
You’re doing it to me again, pet.
I want to taste you.
Be a good boy for me and present that wonderful neck of yours.
Oh! So obedient! You didn’t even hesitate and you’re squeezing me tighter! You’re excited! I can feel your heartbeat, pounding in your chest.
[sucking sounds]
“Mmm!!! You taste even better now, darling! Like… aged whiskey…
I want more!
[sucking/licking noises]
“I love your little moans! Am I being too rough? I’m sorry, darling, I can’t help myself!
[sucking noises]
Shh shh its ok. It's ok. I just need a little more. A little more ok?
[hungrier sucking noises]
Mmmm I fucking love it when you try to muffle your moans. Aww, is this intense for you? You got all mouthy earlier and said I’d been gone for years, right? I’m just making up for lost time.
Aww, are you feeling weaker? Am I drinking too much?
It’s ok, pet, if you’re feeling weak why don’t we make you more comfortable? Just hold onto me. We’re going to the couch and I’ll lay you down nice and gentle.
There we go. Now, just lie still while I get settled.
Of course I’m getting on top of you, pet. It’s so much more intimate this way, don’t you think?
You’re so pliant and obedient now that you’ve remembered my bite.
[giggling or similar appraising sound as she feels their arousal]
Oh! That’s not the only thing you’ve remembered, is it?
You always get so horny when you get lightheaded. But your blood belongs to me. And It’s rather rude that so much is hiding in your cock.
We’ll have to do something about that. Won’t we?
I wore a skirt because I just knew you wouldn’t be able to resist. And neither can I darling.
[soft grunt(s) and or moan(s) implying speaker sinks onto the cock]
Oh f-fuck.
Star’s above you’re so warm inside me, Pet. Filling me with that warmth…
I’m going to ride you nice and slow while I bite you. I know that its your favorite.
Just relax, darling. It’ll be over soon. Just one more bite.
[moans and sucking noises]
Taste so good.
Feel so good.
This is what you mortals were made for. A good fuck and a good feed.
Fucking perfect thrall keep bucking your hips. I own you. You’re mine. This blood. This cock. Everything good about you is mine.
Say it.
Say you belong to me.
Say it! Don’t pass out! Focus those glassy eyes and say it!
Yes! Yes! You’re mine! Only mine!
[moans, implication of orgasm]
You did so well. I haven’t felt this good in ages.
Oh, I’ve missed this. Missed you.
Now that I’ve reclaimed you everything will be ok. Mistress is back.
When you wake, we’ll do this again… and again… and again…