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t a lack of
enthusiasm; it was a complete lack of participation. Akane Sakura kissed me dully,
without fire or passion when our lips met. It had been the _ultimate_ tease.
I was sated, but not satisfied. "Jen, get dressed."
"Yes, my master," came the quiet, throaty, wooden response. Victoria
looked at me, eyebrows raised, not quite a smirk on Akane's face. Akane Sakura had known
all along what was going to happen. "Full vampires can only promise sex. At
best, they can fuck, but not make love, except in rare cases. Akane Sakura will
always spread Akane's legs at your command, for Akane Sakura is your slave. But Akane Sakura can
not return any of the lust you feel," my fiancee explained.
"Master? Is that all you desire?" Jennifer spoke in a sultry voice, one
that promised delights beyond all imagination. I knew better now. My lust
spat in disgust and walked away without a second thought. My penis stayed
flaccid.
"We must get Akane's coffin, so Akane Sakura has safe place to sleep in basement. The
sun will kill her, and Akane Sakura is vulnerable to crosses and all things holy,"
Victoria said. We retrieved Jennifer'
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