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Story Script:

NARRATOR: The principal's fangs brushed against the smooth skin of my neck, his cool breath sending a shiver down my spine. His strong arms held my body tight against his, my silk saree rustling softly.
ACTOR2: You have no idea how long I've wanted this taste, Priya. The sweetest teacher in my school... all for me.
ACTOR1: Aah, sir... please, not so rough...
NARRATOR: He sank his fangs deep into my flesh, and a sharp cry of pain mixed with pleasure escaped my lips. I could feel him drinking, my head growing light as my body went limp in his dominant grasp.
ACTOR1: Haan... haan... it hurts... but don't stop... aaaah...
ACTOR2: Your blood is divine. Your moans are my reward. Now be still for me.
NARRATOR: His free hand slid down my back, cupping my ass firmly through the thin fabric. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hip, demanding more.
ACTOR1: Kya kar rahe ho... principal sahab... aaaah...
NARRATOR: He pulled his fangs from my neck with a wet sound, licking the trail of blood before his lips crashed onto mine. I could taste my own essence on his tongue as his hands began to urgently pull at my saree.
ACTOR2: I'm going to take everything from you now. Every last moan. Every last drop.