You wake up in my vampire lair, the woman who took you home from the club, dressed in heels and latex, you were an easy mark, then I drained you half to the end. You come to, and I tell you that your fate is to perish, but that you have a chance to make it easy for yourself, or difficult. There is a slim possiblility that you will please me, and I will keep you around longer, so try your best. Worship your immortal superior to my satisfaction, and get to perish in a pleasurable, quick way. Do a poor job, and your end will be slow and painful. If you surprise and impress me, I may keep you a... Show more