<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/fpEOrun.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Ophelia Cruz</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337699.msg16030647#msg16030647)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>20/20<strong>XP:</strong>0/8<strong>Thirst:</strong>1/15<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Ophelia wore a satisfied smirk as she watched Pandora scamper off ahead of her, crimson eyes following that supple little ass until it vanished behind the front door. It was only then that she would turn her attention back to her compatriots, "Like I said, I have a few matters to attend to." she said with a wink and a chuckle, "I'm sure you'll keep yourselves occupied in the meantime" she cooed, giving a nod to the approaching guard and slipping away before she could get pulled into whatever she was reporting, giving Radja a tender pat on the inner thigh before leaving.<br/><br/>The Madame's bed chamber was an orgy of scarlet stained silks. If one were to ask, Ophelia would jokingly remark that her room was dyed with with the leftovers of her favorite meals, and that if one were to lick the tapestry they would taste the lingering flavor of blood. Though of course such a morbid tale could not be true, right? Either way it was an amusingly stereotypical theme for a vampire brothel owner.<br/><br/>Pandora would barely hear a sound as her unbreathing mistress seemed to glide up behind her, the first sign of her presence being the pair of slender hands gripping around her waist,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"good girl"</span>she whispered, lips so close that they would brush against her ear with each syllable. There was no breath coming from her, but she would slowly blow a cool stream of air across her skin to achieve the same effect,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"hmm, you truly make a fine centerpiece my dear. This tight little body really pulls the room together. Perhaps I should make you disrobe whenever you visit my chambers from now on, leave your clothes at the door. Food for thought..."</span>she teased, her hands stroking up and down her body, one hand going north while the other ventured south. Nimble fingers traced the lines of her silhouette, caressed her thighs and tip-toed up her tummy and between her breasts, all the way up to her neck. However no matter how far her hands wandered, she steered wide of her most tender spots, her stiff teats and needy little pussy going full ignored...for now.<br/><br/>"However I must say I don't appreciate you making a mess of my floor" she said, referring to the discarded garments. Five fingers closed gently around Pandora's throat, making her tilt her head back to rest on Ophelia's shoulder, pressing the full swell of her heaving breasts against the girl's back to cushion her "following orders is no excuse to act slovenly" she cooed with a teasing grin, chiding her for doing exactly what she had told her to do, "Now bend over and pick them up" she softly commanded. Her hands would slide down Pandora's back as she did so, coming to rest on her heart shaped ass, giving both perfectly shaped cheeks an approving squeeze.<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/6hrszbK.jpg)</div>