"Non! Non! Non!" Jezelle screeched, bringing the riding crop down onto the bare back of her human thrall that was on his knees before her with his arms bound tightly behind his back. A trickle of blood seeped down from underneath of the collar that he wore and Jezelle swiped another finger across it to make sure that her first hunch was correct. "Ze tastes; it is not right," she frowned in disapproval as she lapped the last of the human's blood off of her fingertips. "Ze feeling is just not there. Are joo trying to disappoint me?" She'd been at it for hours trying to perfect the flavor of this month's blood tithe to the Prince but her human wasn't being cooperative.
"No! Never!" the naked man cried out, looking up at his Mistress with fear. If he weren't wearing a blindfold she probably c
