Puppet of the Ventrue

Puppet, wake up puppet... puppet! There, all you needed was a little kick to wake up. Did you have a good night while I was away? Did you do everything I told you to do? Well, I suppose the house does seem clean, and everything has been organized. Good job puppet.

But when did I tell you that you could fall asleep? Did I say that I wanted my meal kneeling by the door when got home, don’t look away, answer the question.

That’s right I did. And I had such an exhausting night too, making sure everything ran smoothly, walking all along the balconies and the cat walk to watch for anything shady happening, making sure nobody got caught feeding, just tonight I watched a toreador slip some drops of Vitae into some poor boys drink. You couldn’t imagine how difficult it is to hold up the masquerade in a place like that.

And I was so looking forward to coming home to my most devoted puppet. Come, on your knees puppet, let me embrace your head in my hands. Can you imagine how disappointed I was when I found my puppet curled in a ball in front of my door like some feral dog.

I know you would never disobey me intentionally, you know who’s in charge here and you never try to undermine that order because it works so well. Despite the fact I refuse to pollute my blood with your... never mind, I still provide you with a home and with a purpose, and in return you provide me certain services and a source of food.

It’s okay, just don’t do something like that again. I expect you waiting for me on your knees when I get home, if you aren’t then expect more than a single kick next time.

I’ve had such the exhausting night, come, let me see your neck. So soft, so pretty, and so... sensitive.

(Look dawg, imma be frank, I have no idea how one would describe the sound of biting and then sucking the blood out of ones neck, do you could probably just improve that bit. Best of luck with that bit.)

mmmm, perfect. Delicious as always my puppet. Come, follow me to the bed room.

Lay down puppet. Let me see you, see you know better than too look away don’t you? I want to see my puppet squirm bellow me as I take what I want.

Oh, puppet, you’re so stiff, does being held down like this turn you on that much, or is it me? Now, enter me my puppet.

(Soft moans)

Look at how you gasp and squirm, let me see your neck, your perfect, perfect neck.

(Whatever blood sucking sounds like again, still not sure how one would make that sound)

(Through soft moans till further notice) Oh, puppet, your blood is ever so delectable. It always reminds me why I keep you around, well that and your... other assets.

Stay puppet, stay down, and show me just how devoted to me you are. I don’t want you to climax before me, my precious puppet. Show me who you belong too.

That’s right puppet, struggle to keep it in as I... as I... Puppet I’m coming, oh puppet. I... wait, wait till I say you can come.

Come, come puppet.