It's Monday now, two days since I've seen my Queen. One since I've seen Daddy. My pussy throbs with the need to be touched, but I resist. I can't be messy for school. I put on my uniform, breaking the dress code a bit, no leggings. I walk to school, not very happy to be back. The day starts off boring, but then English comes along...
The mythical fiction unit. Vampires. "Now class, I'm going to show a graphic clip... It will contain... sexual... content..." She says slowly. The girls all blush, including me. The boys, all except the shy kid in the back, grin. She turns off the lights and starts the clip. My body tenses. It's Queen. She moves over to a girl and starts kissing her neck. "Mmm... Sweetie, your blood smells so good..." She practically moans. She doesn't touch her, or kiss or suck on her neck. She just bites her. The whole class gasps, then the moaning begins. "When she bites her victim, she releases pleasure intoxins into the victim." The teacher says.
