Hey, this is my first script. Hope you like it! Feel free to ad-lib at any point, or ad noises, etc.

Notes: Speaker isn't evil, but dominant and enjoys power over others when willingly given. They revel in submission but are more than willing to reward it. 



	{Voice is panicked, desperate} Hey. Hey [shouted]. I know you can hear me. Don't shrink away from me. you have to help me. They tied me up and I cant get myself out. [pause] Why'd they tie me up? I don't know. They're crazy. [pause] Thats not what they said?

	{Voice gets calm and almost teasing} Damn. They really ruin all my fun. Fair 'nough, I guess. Last time I got out, it took 'em centuries to lock me back up. Hell, those were the days. More blood than I could ever ask for. 

	So....you gonna let me out?[laugh heartily] No? Why not, love? I'll be a good boy [small chuckle]. They make me sound like such a monster.

	I'm not a monster, yknow. I'm not that different from you or them. Longer life, different meal plan, a bit more feral thirst...Speaking of thirst, I'm dying. Not literally, mind you, but still. Its been a century or two since I've had a good meal. {voice drops, reaching something almost sincere} It hurts, you konw. Hungrier than you've ever been. Thirstier than you could ever be.

	{voice back to normal} You're a good person, aren't you? You wouldn't let someone suffer for no reason? Would you be so kind as to give me a drink?

	[laughs] Ha, don't act so affronted. You came wandering into to the beasts lair and get shocked when it rises. 

	{voice drops, gets gravelly} Now, why did you come here?

	[mocking laugh] Ha, I can smell the blood in your cheeks. It was an innocent question. Innocent enough. But you and I both know.

	{voice drops again} There are very few motivators that can overtake one's survival instinct. Specifically three things. Thirst, hunger, and lust.

	[a hard slap resounds. its followed by a fake gasp and mocking laughter] Well, that wasn't very nice, mi amor. It was cute, though. Little girl knows what she wants enough to slink into the monster's den but not enough to face her own desires. That's fine. I can work with that. 

	[pause. the "listner" is cursing out the speaker] Oh, such dirty words from such a pretty mouth. But riddle me this, lovely. If I'm so detestable, why are you still here? I mean, you're not the one chained up. I'm not holding you here.

	[pause] Vampire magic? [genuine shock and laughter]. Honey, I'm no more magical than you. We're both flesh and blood and beings of free will. You're making a choice, conscious or unconsciously. I can only affect that as much as you let me. I'll show you.

	[gentle voice] You smell like fresh cinnamon bread. I loved that, when I was mortal. Warm, comforting, delicious. And you look the part too. Hard eyes protecting that twinkle of innocence. I want it. I want you. 

	[chains clattering and triumphant laughter] Gotchya, love. The spider can only catch the fly if it weasels into its web. Stop struggling. Stop. You're going to break your wrist. I need to show you something.

	Yes, there you go If I didn't kill you or bite you or **** you when I grabbed you, I'm not going to do it now. Thats what I had to show you, little one. I told you, I'm not a monster, love, no matter what they told you.

	[chains rattle again, followed by a content sigh] I only take whats freely given. 
	[silence.] What are you doing? [chain rattles and clatter on the floor] Well, I'll say I expected a few things, but freedom outright wasn't exactly one of them. Guess that means I'll have to show you how grateful I am. That is, if you allow me.

	[pause] I did hope you would say that. [kiss] Mm. Worth the wait. Your skins velvet. I could just melt into you. Think I will. [clothes rustling] My Aphrodite [physical noises, feel free to ad lib towards climax, with moans, oohs, aahs, etc.]

	Yes. Let me give you it all. Let me give you everything you deserve. [heavy breaths] Bare your neck to me. Let me drink of you [heavy breath] let me have you [heavy breath] let me [breath] give you [breath] ecstasy [bite noise. gasping and slurping noises]

	God, you taste like ambrosia. Did you like my gift, pet? [slurping] because I love yours. [kisses] Thats it love. You're so close and I am too. Together. Yes, Yes.
	My oh my. My delicious shy little vixen. I could get used to this.