So much passion. So much lust. So much need. She became dimly aware from the darkest recesses of her mind that he body was enthralled in ecstasy. With a mental groan, she struggled to gain enough clarity to understand what was going on. A male face swam into focus. She didn't recognize him. He was wearing an expensive dress shirt, but the material had been shredded and hung in rags. His eyes were wide and unfocused, his lips parted wide in a gasp of extreme pleasure. He was sprawled on the ground before her.<br/><br/>With a further effort of concentration she understood that she was sitting astride this man, rocking back and forth. She was feeding from him. By so doing, she was causing him to feel an intense, extreme arousal far beyond anything he would have felt before. From what she could see of his body, and feel from his mind, he would be unable to recover. His mind would be shattered. She was killing this man.<br/><br/>Through the days of slavery, she'd become weak in her resistance, but she filtered through the command that currently animated her body. She had been ordered to feed as deeply as she could, and directed to this man in particular. She could not understand why. His life was lost, she saw, and he could not be saved. Before his death, however, he might be of use. She filtered through his thoughts, which were completely open to her as she seemed to have battered away his every defense.<br/><br/>He was a very rich man indeed. He owned a large media company. She dimly realized she herself was his new secretary. He had only just today, it seemed, signed over the rights to his company to her master. Her master, it seemed had taken up the identity of a corporate giant. He was buying and taking over major companies. But why? She didn't understand. It seemed the command to feed was a standing one.<br/><br/>He'd been giving this command often. She filtered yet another interpretation into her body. From now on, when he ordered her to feed completely, she would do so, but from several different bodies. She would no longer feed until she killed. It was too much of an effort, however. When it was finished, the world swam around her and she faded. All awareness died and she knew no more.