Vampiress lurking

It was delicious. The way his body struggled and he finally gave way to my hold on him. Not that he'd be going anywhere anyway. I'm used to the male mortals attempting to struggle. It amuses me now. But he soon finds out my forceful grip on him is strong. he won't be going anywhere unless I say so. And now it is time to feast, I say as I sink my sharp teeth into his flesh...mmm...such a delicious neck. And his blood is delicious and sweet. I can hear his heartbeat. Hear him frightened a little. he doesn't know how much I will drink from him tonight. Will it be all of him?....quickly draining him as I feast on my meal with a hungry passion as I hear his mumbled moans and pleas. Or will I take just a little taste of him right now...sampling him...determining if this one will be best off as my slave...to take to my lair and do my bidding as my forever slave...the one I keep and drink from little by little over time. Ah...decisions...decisions. Who knew mealtime could be so complex? ;)