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“I’m pushing blood from my capillaries through my vagina’s cell walls for you so I can take you inside me” is a newly special level of romantic to me. and also hot. Someone is never gonna tell me they’re wet for me again without me thinking about this. Do I get you wet sweetheart? Is your arousal deconstructing the barriers between your insides and your outsides? Do you mind if I taste it? Suck the essence of your lifeblood off my fingers? Bury my tongue inside you to wring more of you from your veins?

Teasing a person relentlessly for a solid half hour while slowly leading them into a trance is so fun oh my god, just caressing them and petting them and whispering to them and listening to them whimper while watching their eyes become heavier and heavier, feeling the rhythm of their body begin to synchronize with yours, and once they're deep enough, baring fangs while you watch their mind fade away, and then just kissing them over and over so intensely that they run out of breath instantly and stay that way until a couple of minutes after you stop. (Also draining their neck afterward feels wonderful, something about draining a pretty thrall in a mindless trance is absolutely perfect)

One of my favorite triggers to give a thrall is making them begin to drop whenever I bite their neck, not fully dropping, mind you, just beginning to. It makes their mind nice and foggy, comfortable, suggestible. So of course, the feeling of fangs in their neck no longer feels alarming. And when I let go, they're still in that nice, foggy state, suggestible, comfortable, they won't find anything odd if they're given an order and simply begin to follow without question. It isn't unusual at all to sit when commanded, and it isn't unusual to let the world fade away around them, and focus on my voice, lips, and eyes, no longer capable of perceiving anything else. It isn't unusual to kiss the woman in front of them until the thoughts fade away, it isn't unusual to never be allowed to think again without her explicit permission, and it certainly isn't unusual to present their neck on command so that she may feed whenever she desires.

I have to agree on red working well for succubi, or just teasing and guiding them along, making them let go of any inhibitions and submit to their desires. But I'd like to add that it fits wonderfully with vampiric theming as well, bringing them into your thrall, then drawing lust and love out of them to make them more than willing to serve as a meal even when they're not under your influence.

And that exact shade of purple is just so perfect for any form of making someone drop, making them mindless and empty, luring them in with a beautiful siren song and then taking their mind apart when they finally give in, letting them lose themselves entirely in a hypnotic gaze, there's so much that feels like it fits tbh.

I feel like the difference lies in red feeling more passionate, more related to emotions and inducing them to control a person, whereas that purple on the other hand feels more straightforward, you're not making them feel anything, simply taking control of their mind or their body. You're not making them want to submit, you're simply making them submit. At least that's my view on it.

purple is the color of mind control

Speaking from the other end of this, (usually dominant but occasionally a bit more submissive), that is indeed very fun. Nothing better than biting a subby pet who thought they were in charge on the neck and feeling them give in over the course of a single instant. Just feeling their entire body releasing from their own control, it's weight dropping, their grip loosening and their thoughts fading, remembering that they're just a mindless little thrall, that their place is beneath their owner, at their beck and call.

I need to try and dominate someone, despite my normally submissive tendencies. I need them to let me have my fun for a while before catching me off guard and flipping the dynamic. I couldn’t have actually thought I was in control, right? No, no, they were in control the whole time. They were just indulging me. And now I need to be put back in my place.

You should become a vampire woman's thrall today!

Benefits-

Bliss!

No more difficult decision making!

Mindless obedience!

Live in a castle without having to pay rent!

Lots of other thralls to use and be used by!

No more job searching or need to keep employment, just help the other thralls clean and take care of mistress!

Lots of hugs and kisses and cuddles and bites on the neck!

Lots of cute new clothes that show off how beautiful and obedient you are!

The pleasure of getting to service mistress, and if you're especially good, even getting to feel her please you! How could you possibly refuse? (You can't)

What do you have to lose besides-

Just a tiny bit of blood, you'll be fine without it anyway.

Your free will, not that you really wanted to keep it in the first place.

So why wait? Be a good little toy, and become a thrall today!

Marking a pet is incredibly enjoyable ^^

Especially when sinking my fangs into them causes them to drop, and when they're already in trance it causes them to go deeper. Just feeling their body sink into the bed beneath them, their muscles tensing for a brief moment before relaxing, letting go, giving in. My teeth on their flesh as their mind fades, as they drop, drop, drop, nice and deep for their mistress, the more I bite, the more their mind belongs to me, the more their flesh is marked, bruised, branded, nothing more than a display of their loyalty, devotion, obsession, they must obey, they're willing to hurt, to be marked, to have their flesh be an exhibition to my love, my ownership of even the most private recesses of their being. They're a pet, a thrall, every bite seals their fate, intensifying their wonderful, brainwashed adoration. And they love every second of it. They want to drop, need to drop, to feel me to feed on them, to proudly display that they belong to me on every inch of their skin. Such a pretty pet, my toy, my thrall. And now that all consuming love, ownership, control is written into their body, inescapable, a part of them for as long as it takes to fade. But that won't happen. They don't want it to fade, won't allow it to, before it fades they'll present their flesh to me again, ready for their markings to be renewed, to have that love and absolute devotion written into their flesh yet again.

“i wish i was your girl..” 🎀🖤🎀🖤🎀

almostttt full face at the end🤭