Bigdavebeast
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Marcus Gibbons was sitting there at his table in the middle of the night, worting through different resumes. There was a marketing campaign and he was looking for the right model. One that could work on his schedule, so he could "play" with her. He stroked the side of his mouth and a lengthened vampiric fang dropped down into the sight of anyone in the room, but it was empty except for him.
He was a decently large man, 6'4" and 250 lbs even. He was a very muscular man and even as a human 400 years ago was a dangerous foe. Now he just enjoyed the buisiness life. It was every bit as much filled with predators as his vampiric life was.
His secretary Miss Crumpet came in and got his attention. "Sir, like the new model is in the waiting room. Do you like want me to let her in? And are you going to fuck her brains out? Cause I'd like to totally watch."
He smiled at the brain damaged bimbo secretary. She was so confident and intelligent when she first joined him. And one too many times erasing her memories turned her into a bimbo, and as a pleasent side effect, a slut and one that liked her blood being sucked. So he kept her around for sex, and emergency rations. Though it would be a pitty when he drank her dry.
"Yes, send her in now. And I'll think about it." Miss Crumpett went into the waiting room and looked at the model. "Like totally you can go in."
He was a decently large man, 6'4" and 250 lbs even. He was a very muscular man and even as a human 400 years ago was a dangerous foe. Now he just enjoyed the buisiness life. It was every bit as much filled with predators as his vampiric life was.
His secretary Miss Crumpet came in and got his attention. "Sir, like the new model is in the waiting room. Do you like want me to let her in? And are you going to fuck her brains out? Cause I'd like to totally watch."
He smiled at the brain damaged bimbo secretary. She was so confident and intelligent when she first joined him. And one too many times erasing her memories turned her into a bimbo, and as a pleasent side effect, a slut and one that liked her blood being sucked. So he kept her around for sex, and emergency rations. Though it would be a pitty when he drank her dry.
"Yes, send her in now. And I'll think about it." Miss Crumpett went into the waiting room and looked at the model. "Like totally you can go in."