Let’s Dance Angelonia & Lizette

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Angelonia smiled as the woman said she didn’t dance and shrugged as she took her hands and pulled her to the dance floor. “It’s easy, all you do is listen to the music, and move!” she explained as she herself started to- well dance wouldn’t be the right word, not by human standards, but she moved with the music, smiling at Lizette. “See? Like this!” 

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Biting back the snarky remark, Lizette knew better even in her intoxicated state. Getting rude with anyone here wouldn’t end well. As she was lead out onto the floor, she held back her eye roll and swayed her hips slightly to appease the woman. “This isn’t exactly the kind of music I like... don’t mind my poor attempt at dancing.”

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He admired her position at first, finally reaching to pet her hair, handing running down along her back to grab a fist full of her ass cheek. He then moved to flip the skirt up and pulled her panties down. He’d only expected her sweet lovely slit but found a dazzling surprise.

“What’s this?” he asked as he tapped on the jewel where her cute little hole should have been. He beamed at her little secret.

A hum built in her chest and moved up her throat until she could contain it no longer. Moaning as his hand traveled down her back and grabbed a fistful of her ass, Lizette arched her back. She shifted slightly as he flipped her skirt up and pulled her panties down. A small gasp escaped as he tapped her jewel.

“A surprise and a gift for you, Master.”

Angelonia was still trying to find a drink that was as intoxicating to her as most alcoholic beverages were to humans, so when she saw something called spiked cider she absolutely had to try it. And it was delicious! It was sweet and a little tart and somehow this drink was making her feel different. She didn’t know if it was the drink that made her feel warm all over, and she didn’t care, all she knew was she wanted to be close to someone, to anyone. Stepping up to the first person she saw, her cheeks flushed the pixie looked up at them desperately. “Will you dance with me?” she asked. 

She should have known better, but it was a party. How could you go to a party and not drink anything? Of course she had chosen a non-alcoholic beverage, preferring to have total control over herself, but apparently that wasn’t in her cards for the evening. Lizette recognized the telltale signs of intoxication. She had a thing sheen of sweat covering her forehead and back, her head was spinning, and she was smiling uncontrollably. When the blonde woman asked her to dance, normally she would have done as she was told, but the intoxication loosened her lips. “I don’t dance... I’m very bad at it.”

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Her fleeting eye contact was not missed by Peter and only added to his growing grin and ever present lust. 

“No, not too bold at all,” he assured her and quickly rapped his fist on his desk. “Hope up my dear, hands and knees, let me appreciate this gift.”

With his command given he stood back and waited for her to comply, though he had no doubt she would. He never doubted Lizette’s obedience.

Relieved that she hadn’t overstepped her place, Lizette but back her smile. Climbing up onto his desk, she got into the position he ordered. She relaxed into the position and let her smile fall I to place. Peter would soon find the jeweled plug. No one had ever taken her there, but she’d been training herself there to prepare herself for him. Lizette wanted to wait for when she was claimed, but Peter dominated her so well. He deserved this gift.

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Cheering Up - Lizette & Peter - Closed

He heard the knock outside his door and called for whomever to enter. He was surprised to see the door open to reveal Lizette. A sly grin already decorated his face and it only grew when the girl began crawling into the room. Oh this submissive angel had been ignored for far too long.

“Well this is a surprise,” he commented as he reached down to pet her braided hair. He didn’t miss the way she was dressed. School girls were such a combination of innocence and slutty lust that it was one of his favourites.

Pleasure bloomed in her chest when Lizette saw his grin creep into his lips. As he pet her hair, she leaned into the touch and sat comfortably in silence. She took a moment to brush out any wrinkles in her clothing before looking back up into his face. Licking her lips, she let her eyes meet his for a brief moment before averting her eyes to his chest.

“I thought too much time had passed since we last saw each other, Sir. I wanted to remedy that. I hope that wasn’t too bold on my part.”

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“Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it sounds. A lot of people actually enjoy it.” Anne had been surprised when she first found out there were people who volunteered to have vampires feed on them. She didn’t miss the way her breath caught or her faster heartbeat when she mentioned being pleased. “However, you are to tell me if anything is wrong or if you want to stop at any time. I don’t like taking people against their will, so if you don’t tell me I will have to punish you.”

“I wasn’t worried, Mistress. Intrigued would be a better word. I like to experience things and watch things happen to learn exactly how it feels, how it happens and if it needs fixing I can better determine how to help.” Listening to the woman speak, Lizette nodded. “I was forced to perform oral on a woman that, while I respect, I was not interested in getting physical with. You’re attractive and I actually wouldn’t mind trying things with you. I’m not very experienced with women though...”

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“You, little one, are going to be food. I assume you’ve fed a vampire before, yes?” Giving the way the girl was behaving, Anne assumed she was used with the way things were, so there was no need to sugarcoat things. “I also haven’t gotten off in a while, so you’re going to help with that too.”

“Actually, I haven’t. At least I don’t remember if I have, Mistress. However, I am happy to be of service.” At the mention of Lizette helping the woman get off, she couldn’t help the way her breath caught. The woman was attractive, but she’d only ever gone down on one woman and it hadn’t been the more pleasant experience. However, she was still curious about experimenting with women. Licking her lips, she smiled some and nodded. “As you wish, Mistress.”

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“You’re young, it’s normal that your standards are high. After a few years you learn how do deal with idiots. Well, either that or even the smart people start looking like jerks. Either way, you get used to it.” Anne usually considered herself the first one, but had known multiple vampires who had just lost patience with people over the years.

Anne was about to reject the slave’s offer and send her away, but remembered she actually hasn’t fed in a while. “You may, actually.” Turning around, she started walking in the direction of her room. “Come on.”

Lizette was about to disagree with the statement that she was young, but then reconsidered. There were many supernatural beings on the island and she was positive they were mostly older than she was by significant gaps. She was hopeful that the woman was correct and she would learn, with time, to deal more efficiently with idiots. “I may be young, but I don’t think my standards will ever change. However, I do think I need to learn how to deal with them better,” she admitted.

She had had a feeling the woman was going to dismiss her offer, but Lizette was surprised. Quickly following the command, she followed the attractive woman to her room. “How May I be of service, Mistress?”