Groggily waking up to swollen gock heads in my face and sweaty, naked maids smashing their groin against their fists while making eye contact. Upon my awakening they're looking enthusiastic and move their members closer to my mouth. It'd be rude to keep my lips closed so I open up a lil, just enough for them to jam their tips together to shoot into my mouth and cover my tongue and fangs.

I need to be a big strong hunter's collared little pet vampire. Kept in her basement and fangs filed down so I can't bite. Only letting me lap up blood out of a little bowl on the floor.

Thinking about being a vampire dominated by a big strong werewolf. Trying to bite her while she laughs at me because my fangs can't get through her fur then pinning me down and telling me how good I'll look stretched around her knot.