Natalie Portman

 Natalie and her boyfriend Tanguy Destable are at a film festival, they come out discussing it, Natalie bringing her feminist perspective. Dracula intervenes, offering his own thoughts about ancient stories and primal desires. Somewhat annoyed, but not wanting to relinquish an argument, she pushes back, until some of Dracula's observations, the look in his eyes, she becomes a little unsettled, and Tanguy takes her away.

Natalie finds herself replaying that conversation in her her head, frustrated. Her blood pumping. Eventualy she falls asleep, dreaming. In the dream she's wearing web-like lingerie. Dracula comes to her. he taunts her, her beliefs, her stoicism, he knows what she truly wants, even as she protests. He dominates her, makes her feel sweet pain, and then, she wakes.

As the days go by she subtly asks Tanguy to be a little less...gentle. She makes alarming requests. asking him to do things, she says she wants to experiment, after all one can't judge people until they try it. Tanguy is truly hesitant. It's not in him, not in the man the assured, progressive fell in love with. He doesn't know the line, he doesn't know if he has it in him, or maybe, afraid he does. It's all very, very cautious. Natalie looks, understanding, but dissappointed, unable to control the urges.

Dracula weaves distant manipulations, compelling Natalie to rTanguy's concerns grow, her requests more intense, the things Natalie asks him to call her, it seems so unlike Natalie the proud feminist, Natalie the scholar. As he excuses himself, Natalie stirs in bed, imagining pain, submission, he her hands roam her body roughly feeling herself, she cries out, calling to...him. The stranger who had been haunting her dreams.ead gothic and S&m literature, stories of women being taken by beasts.

Dracula finally arrives, ready to take what is his. His hands explore Natalie's body, making her whimper, making her moan, making her plead, until she renounces everything she stood for, until she tells him what she is. Tanguy comes uptairs, finishing check out when he hears her moans,calling out to her words, a pitch from her he's never heard before. Screaming words he never thought she's say He steps in, and sees Natalie, being dominated, defiled, drained. She's lost, in submission, in blood, in her darkest fantasies.

Dracula sinks his fangs in, draining the last time, as she screams and passion, her voice, weakened, asking for more. Her eyes grow lightness, and Dracula carries her past her grieving paramour.

The next night, Natalie rises, beautiful, alluring, a reversion of everything she was. She greets her master, ready for an eternity of passion.

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