Haunted Mansion || BYOA
The situation is something straight out of a horror movie: a broken-down car loses its will to move, it's raining, and the only shelter for miles is a large mansion that, frankly, looks creepy. The weary traveler seeks shelter, and is welcomed with open arms by the lord of the manor - and his maid. The maid, for her part, is dressed in a rather charming uniform, and tends to the guest's every need. All is... calm, despite the raging storm outside and the flickering lights within. Anyone within feels safe - mostly.
But then curiosity hits, and feet move through the halls, trying not to make the wood creak. Their target is the maid's chambers - for some reason, she doesn't leave their mind, and the room is almost like a beacon. Once inside though, it's clear the target was ill advised. On the ground, the maid is kneeling, holding a man in her arms, her hair hiding their kiss. As lightning illuminates the room, it becomes clear that this is no kiss. Instead, the maid's teeth are at the man's neck, drinking his blood without abandon. Only when the man is completely drained does she release him, letting the limp, frail body drop to the ground.
Stocking, fallen angel turned vampire, stands up and smiles at her guest in the doorway, showing her fangs, her cheeks, lips, and uniform stained with blood. "Have you come to play with me? I could always use a second course."
{OOC: Vampire Stocking is a vampire. Males and females are welcome. Stocking is easily subdued via bondage, or if she knows you well. Be the guest, or even her master if you prefer. Bloodplay is pretty much a given for this post. Any questions, just PM me. Tags will come as LJ cooperates.]
But then curiosity hits, and feet move through the halls, trying not to make the wood creak. Their target is the maid's chambers - for some reason, she doesn't leave their mind, and the room is almost like a beacon. Once inside though, it's clear the target was ill advised. On the ground, the maid is kneeling, holding a man in her arms, her hair hiding their kiss. As lightning illuminates the room, it becomes clear that this is no kiss. Instead, the maid's teeth are at the man's neck, drinking his blood without abandon. Only when the man is completely drained does she release him, letting the limp, frail body drop to the ground.
Stocking, fallen angel turned vampire, stands up and smiles at her guest in the doorway, showing her fangs, her cheeks, lips, and uniform stained with blood. "Have you come to play with me? I could always use a second course."
{OOC: Vampire Stocking is a vampire. Males and females are welcome. Stocking is easily subdued via bondage, or if she knows you well. Be the guest, or even her master if you prefer. Bloodplay is pretty much a given for this post. Any questions, just PM me. Tags will come as LJ cooperates.]