Salma Hayek

 

Salma's husband arrives home with fantastic news. The art dealer has tracked down rare Frida. A work by Salma's favorite artist and personal hero thought lost. How it ended up in Eastern Europe he's sure he does not know, He wanted to to surprise her with as an anniversary gift, but the seller insisted on having them come here, he loathes to travel to far. Francois thinks it's for tax reasons. But it's time to pack their bags.

The pair arrive at Dracula's castle. To see the very image of Mexican beauty in person is intoxicating. Her voice, her curves. It is amazing how well she is preserved, one might mistake her for being the vampire she is most famous for playing, he remarks. Salma brushes off the joke, not she isn't. A knowing, wicked smile curls on Dracula's lips. Not yet.



As they dine, he weaves his spell. It is very difficult for him not to take right there in front of her husband, her hot Mexican bloods calls to him so. But he plays it patiently, weaving his spell, making sure Francoi's wine is glass is always filled, until the older gentleman can barely keep his senses, can barely stay awake.

Salma says they should head back to Francois, but tells her to pay no mind. She is about to disagree, but as he says he has something even better to show her, her mind clouds, her chest heaves, and he takes her by the hand. There, they are led to the suite, on it, is the costume of her vampire sex goddess, the outfit that made her a star. Her Santico Pandemonium costume. She should be outraged, but as he bids her, she cannot resist. She dons the outfit. The headdress, and she begins to dance for him.

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