As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the room, Sarah felt a familiar twinge in her bladder. She carefully made her way over to the vanity and positioned herself in front of the full-length mirror. She gazed at her reflection for a moment, admiring the way her ebony skin glistened in the soft light.
Her pussy was already glistening too, having been aroused by the thought of what she was about to do. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her black lace thong. She stepped out of her heels, feeling liberated as she stood before him in nothing but a pair of silk stockings and her shimmering thong.
Sarah reached down and parted the satin fabric between her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed ebony bush. Her pussy was already wet with anticipation, and she rubbed her fingers over her swollen clitoris, eliciting a moan of pleasure from deep within her.
She grabbed a clear glass from the vanity and headed towards the bathroom. As she entered, she heard the soft sound of running water. She stepped in front of the toilet and let out a long, satisfying pee. The warmth of her golden love filled the glass, and she watched with a mix of desire and amusement as it reached the rim.
Satisfied with her effort, she walked back into the bedroom, holding the glass aloft. Her eyes met those of her slave, locked in a dark dungeon-like room at the far end of the mansion. He knew what she wanted - he always did.
With a nod from his mistress, he undid his own pants, releasing his massive black cock from its confines. It bounced slightly as he stroked it, the anticipation of her command clear in his eyes.
"Suck it clean, my little cocksucker," Sarah purred. She loved watching him worship her pussy with his mouth, and she was confident he would do an equally impressive job on the glass.
The slave kneeled before her, his mouth watering in anticipation. He reached out and took the glass from her hand, bringing it to his lips. His tongue traced the rim of the glass, tasting her sweet nectar. With a deep breath, he pressed his lips against the glass and sucked hard.
His dark, full lips formed a perfect seal around the rim of the glass, and he began to suck. His strong hands gripped the base of his cock, stroking it in time with the rhythm of his motions. The muscles in his back stood out as he worked, and Sarah couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in her creation.
The glass emptied quickly under the slave's skilled attention, and Sarah nodded in approval. She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively. "That was truly impressive," she said, her voice low and husky. "Now how about showing your appreciation with that big, beautiful cock of yours?"
Without further prompting, the slave positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust forward, filling her with his massive black shaft. Sarah gasped at the sensation, feeling him stretching her wider than she ever thought possible.
The cocksucker moaned around his master's cock as Sarah's pussy sank down around her slave's member. The sight of them together, one taking pleasure from the other, was a singularly erotic sight.
As they began to fuck, their grunts and moans filling the room, Sarah stole glances at the vanity. Her reflection caught her eye once more, and she felt a rush of power course through her. She was Ebony, the mother of all vampires, and she owned this man - body and soul.
