Meeting Camille
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" I laughed nervously; still unable to take my eyes off of the way she was licking the whipped cream off of her fancy cappuccino.
"No… but you will." She smiled.
"You're a vampire, right? You look familiar. Should I know you?" I asked timidly. Her being a vampire didn't scare me but the way she was looking at me definitely did.
"Relax little Nephilim. I might be slightly high profile but whether I am or not has nothing to do with why I spoke to you."
"Oh, was it just a passing comment then?" I asked, more confused than ever.
"Oh sweet angel child, what does one usually hope to accomplish by telling you how beautiful you are?" She smirked.
"Well if you were a man, I might think you were planning to use me for sex." I grinned, enjoying my own joke.
"Tell me, now why would I have to be a man to do that?" She giggled.
"Oh. Well I suppose you wouldn't." I said and I was starting to understand the look she wore a little better.
"Tell me Miss Penhallow, have you ever been with a woman?" I gulped and tried to compose myself before answering.
"N-no, I h-haven't. Are you suggesting we…?" I trailed off, unsure how to finish that sentence.
"At this point, I'm actually not suggesting anything any longer. Au contraire, mon amis. I am telling you exactly what I want to transpire between us. I want you go to this address. I want you to use the spare key under the mat. I want you to enter the apartment and remove every single article of clothing. I want you to put on an outfit from the beige armoire, anything you like. Then I want you to open the drawer in the bedside table and retrieve the handcuffs. Next, I want you to cuff yourself to the headboard. You may keep your stele within easy grasp for your own safety if you like.
"When I am done shopping in the boutiques this afternoon, I will eventually make my way there. When I arrive, you will do everything I ask of you and I will torture you with pain and pleasure the likes of which no other woman on this planet has ever seen. You will enjoy every heated moment of it and then my darling you will beg me for more. Oh and there are no neighbors, so you may feel free to be as earsplittingly loud as you would like. I do so enjoy a screamer. I will also be filming the entire encounter so that we can watch it together afterwards while I touch you.
"Now then, one last test to pass. I'm going to discretely check you right now to see exactly how wet you have become after everything I've said. If you aren't absolutely dripping at the idea of me, then I will be retracting this offer of mine and taking it somewhere it is more appreciated. Alright?" All I could do was swallow the lump in my throat and attempt to nod.
"Good, now let's see what we have here…" She licked her finger and snuck it up underneath my skirt.
"Oh!" I moan as she slips it inside of me. I watched as immediately her face lit up, she was visibly pleased with her results.
"Mmm, yesss. Ding, ding, ding, it appears you win the prize, my dear! And the prize is me, so be on your way Sweetheart. I'll come by to visit with you later. Mwah! Ciao bella!" She said, waving me away and ducking back into the boutique she had emerged from earlier, now that she had finished her cigarette.
Hmm, now should I really go? Oh by the Angel, of course I'll go! And something tells me I won't regret it either! ;-)