Preparing You For The Vampire King, A Lesbian Audio Tale (Part 1)

Transcript

Claire Redd, audio. Girl isn't here? Perfect.

God, I can smell her from here. Would you let me in? Thank you.

Cowering in the corner, are we? Surprising, since you wanted to be here. Oh yes, I've heard a lot about you.

And here you are, in the flesh. Do you know how famous you are? Oh please, don't act so shy.

When a human wants to become a vampire, the whole castle talks. It's unlike someone of your kind to join voluntarily. I hear you want to be considered for the king.

Be a wife for him. I've been sent to prepare you. As one of his wives myself, I'm sure I can teach you a thing or two.

Don't glare at me, girl. Jealousy won't get you anywhere here. Now stand up.

Let me see you. Is that a refusal? Don't forget who you are.

You may be destined to be one of us, but you currently are not. You'd do well to remember that. Look at my fangs, girl.

Look at my teeth. Shall we just ignore my fangs? Pretend they're not there? Pretend I can't rip your throat out with one bite? You are powerless.

For now. I'd recommend you do as I say. Stand for me.

Good. Look at me. Yes.

Very nice. And what are these? Going hiking, were we? I thought humans wore thin and tight fabric when you go for your little walks.

I can hardly see you underneath all these pockets and zips. Was it raining when you were on your little journey? Because this coat is foul.

I'm surprised they accepted you at all. How could they tell you were, well, a woman? Although I suppose I could smell you before I got through the door.

God, you're so fertile, aren't you? The hormones are practically oozing out of you. Right.

Let's see you then. Get rid of these clothes. Are you waiting for me to do it? You're standing there like I'm going to rip them off you.

We're vampires, but we aren't feral beasts. Take off your own clothes in your own time. Oh, well, that was very obedient.

You've only taken off your shirt, though. Remove those horrid trousers, too. You need to be bathed.

Good girl. See? There you are.

You're quite something, aren't you? I think you'll do well here. Come then.

Step in the bath. I will assist you if you'll let me. Yeah? All right.

Let's start with this hair. It's quite the mess. Did you fall on your travels? Honestly, I'm so curious to hear the details of your arrival.

But I'm sure we'll have plenty of time once you're immortal. Oh, God, it is so hard to have my hands so near to your neck. I can smell your blood.

I can feel your heartbeat. I could just bite down right now. But the king wants to change you himself.

So I guess I will wait. There. We can see all this lovely hair.

I'll braid it for you once we're done here. Give me your arm now. Let me clean your skin.

To feel a body that holds warm. You are so soft. God.

Let me do your legs now. Yes, raise it to me. Good girl.

God, even your calves are so soft. Your thighs. The warmth of them.

God forbid. Sit forward for me. Yes, that's good.

Make some space behind you. I'm getting in, if you will let me. Why? Just to clean you, of course.

Was your mind somewhere else? Oh, you look surprised. You expect me to soak my clothes with your bath water? I'll be joining you nude, if you don't mind.

Good. Come, sit back so I can reach you. Let me start with your back.

God, I can really smell you now. Your blood runs so hot in this bath. Your heart, it races.

Your shoulders back, please. Right, let's do your front. No, no, don't turn around.

Lean back for me. Let me do it from behind. If you don't mind me lingering my fangs right here by your neck, so I can see what I'm doing.

Good girl. Your breast's so supple. He'll like you.

Oh, and your stomach. It will be so perfect to carry heirs, should you choose to breed with our king. I'm getting distracted from my task, aren't I? Let's clean you.

And why have you grabbed my hair? What do you want to do with it? Go on, pull me down further.

I dare you. So you do want it there. You want my hand right here between your legs.

Look at you. Be careful, nuzzling your head into mine. I'm very close to your neck.

And God, I can feel just how warm you are. Oh my God. Are you really here to serve our king? Or are you here to serve yourself? Oh, look at you squirming.

I'm hardly touching you.