MY SUGAR MUMMY IS A BEAUTIFUL VAMPIRE

Elena, seated in the corner, observed the violent spectacle with a mixture of disdain and fascination. Her crimson eyes betrayed a silent commentary on the state of their kind. As the conflict reached its zenith, she continued to sip from her glass, the rising anger within her building like a storm.

'So this is what we have become? We barely have as much honor as these lower life forms we let thrive amongst us. How low have we fallen?!' Elena's thoughts raged within her, resonating with the shattering of the glass in her hand. With controlled poise, she rose from her seat and walked out of the bar, leaving the echoes of the primal struggle behind.

The night air outside provided a stark contrast to the turmoil within the bar, and as Elena stepped into the shadows of the city, she carried with her a profound dissatisfaction with the current state of vampire society.

Now, let's continue with her taking a walk through an alley. There, as she was all alone, she heard a whistle the first time and ignored it. It came again, followed by a voice accompanying it.

"Hey sweet girl, I was calling you, did you not hear me?" A man walked up to her with a smile on his face and a stick of a cigarette in his mouth.

Elena eyed him from head to toe, recognizing him as one of those misfits seeking fleeting pleasures in the night.

How unfortunate for him that he may have stumbled upon a situation that would swallow him whole.

Elena looked around; no one was present. She listened for the sound of anyone that might be a witness to the crime she was about to commit. The only witnesses her ears picked up were the rats squabbling for leftovers in a nearby dumpster. Excellent.

"Boy, what do you want?" Elena said, turning on a sassy teenager vibe.

"You tell me! I mean, you're just walking around this estate, wiggling that thang mama packed for you in your lunchbox, and you expect me to just ignore it?! Come on baby, what's it gonna be?" The man said, chewing gum with a smirk.

"Well, this lunchbox has all kinds of food. If you want to taste it, there's a price though," Elena said with a flirty grin.

"What have I gotta pay? I've got a few bucks in my wallet that I know a fine girl like you would appreciate. If I can just bend that thang over one time for the one time," the man said, gesturing towards Elena's behind.

"Hmmm, I like you. Let's go to my place," Elena suggested.

"What? Really?" The man was beyond astounded. He almost couldn't believe he had managed to woo a woman as beautiful as Elena.

"But what's your price though?" He stopped and had to ask. He knew the state of his pocket more than anyone and knew it was too much of a risk taking her words for it.

"What's the matter, pretty boy? Too broke?" Elena asked.

"No, I've got money. I've got tons of money. I just like to be in charge, you know what I mean? So what's your price baby girl," the man said to Elena.

"Okay pretty boy, what's your name?" Elena asked.

"My name? Well, they call me Fred, the D is silent for now though," Fred said.

"Oh I see player. So Fred, do you want it here or at my place," Elena said.

"Woo!! Slow down. I just told you my name; you mind telling me yours?"

"Oh...call me death. The D is very loud" Elena said with a wicked grin spreading across her face.

"I don't get it," Fred said, not really understanding the joke.

"Soon, soon you will. Now kneel!" Elena said, eyes turning red as she stared at Fred.

That very moment, Fred felt an overwhelming pressure, and before he knew it, he found himself falling closer to the ground. In his head, he tried to scream or protest. He even tried to resist, but it was futile. He found himself overwhelmed by some force he couldn't comprehend.

"See? Gravel. You all are gravel and should be trampled upon. You mistake yourselves for higher beings when you are merely pebbles to our kind!"

The darkness in the alleyway enveloped Elena as she executed her judgment, leaving behind a broken man who had dared to cross her path.

Elena walked closer towards the man, twiddling her fingers as her nails elongated in real-time.

The man could see it all but couldn't do a thing about it.

He stared into the glowing red eyes of Elena and saw nothing but pure disdain. Disdain and evil, he saw.

"Let's see what you're made of, Fred with a silent D," Elena said as she swiped her hand across the man's face, immediately drawing blood.

She deepened her finger into the open wound and then flicked her tongue across it, having a taste of it.

Immediately, she spat out. Irritation painted her face as she continued to spit in disgust.

"Useless!!"

Elena spat out in irritation.

"Well, you're in luck. You are not of my taste. But I can't let you go after your condescending tone to me. You'd forget so easily what happened this night, so let's help your memory, mmm?" Elena said with a twisted look of pleasure across her face as the man knelt before her.

Elena, towering over the kneeling man, spoke with malice and pure evil in her tone.

"Men, weak creatures consumed by the quest for fleeting pleasure. Pathetic. I seek strength, dominance, not the feeble desires that fuel creatures like you. Your kind is utterly undesirable to me."

As she uttered these words, her crimson eyes glowed with a sinister light, and a wicked satisfaction played across her face, reveling in the disdain she felt for the man before her.

"But since pleasure is all you seek, Fred with a silent D, I shall indulge you."

Elena's words dripped with the same malevolence as she allowed a twisted grin to spread across her face. The dark promise of what awaited the man resonated in the air as she prepared to fulfill his desires in the most sinister way possible.

"Take off your clothes at once,"

The man's body trembled as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. Internally, he fought a losing battle for control against the strange force that gripped him. His eyes, filled with terror, reflected the struggle within as he helplessly complied with each command, tears streaming down his face.

"Now start pleasuring yourself. Imagine those rats as your sex partner not me! And when you are done fucking those rats in your head, cut that little thing off. Because it's no longer useful, yeah?" Elena said with a smile as she turned away.

"I beg you, please, let me go! I haven't done anything wrong!" The man's voice trembled with fear as he pleaded with Elena, but his cries fell on deaf ears. Elena smirked, unaffected by the man's desperate pleas echoing in the alley. With a triumphant smile, she turned away, leaving him to his futile cries and the lingering effects of her dark influence as she confidently strode out of the alley.

The sinister command had taken hold, and he was left to grapple with the consequences. There his hand was his item as he jerked to the thoughts planted in his head by Elena.

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