[M4F] Vampires breed humans much like we breed dogs, complete with training them to do tricks, and perfecting the "pedigree". I'm my vampiress' prize-winning stud.

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Vampires live in secret, among us. The rumours are true, mostly- they're immortal, yes, and drink blood, but don't need to drink it that often. They also die from a stake through the heart- although that doesn't really count, since anyone would die from a stake through the heart. But that's where the similarities with the myths and legends end; surprise, surprise, vampires have quite a bit to gain from misconceptions surrounding their distaste of garlic and sunlight. The few that do find out they are more than just stories to scare children march into their lairs with bulbs of garlic, and water that an old man waved his hands over, and then summarily serve themselves up to the vampires. The vampires had suggested that maybe they could spread a rumour that they hated their victims being covered in a dry salt rub, but that was nixed for being a little too obvious.

What the folklore doesn't tell you about vampires is that they have pets- much like how a human would breed rabbits, ducks, and other animals for show, vampires breed humans. They take an interest in the human form, competing to breed the "perfect" human. I'm one of such people- I was drugged and kidnapped, and then put into a cell. All because Vilkara, the vampiress, wants to win first prize at the annual show.

She treats me well, I must admit; lesser lifeforms such as myself are fragile, and she makes sure to keep me in good shape, with a fully furnished gym, as well as a swimming pool (I'm not sure if vampires dislike running water, but I do know that they hate getting splashed, and have the scars to prove it after I once forgot my place as subservient pet). Vampires such as her have had plenty of time to amass fortunes that would make Bezos' mouth water, and are able to spend incomprehensible amounts on renovating their underground lairs, all because they think that their pets need a football field to play on, or other such trivial things.

Vampire judging shows are elaborate affairs, and trainers are given a list of tasks which will be judged a year ahead of time, so that they can prepare their humans. They have been at it for so long that no longer is it just a simple "500m sprint"; vampires are creatures of incalculable cruelty, yes, but that necessitates creativity, as well- with each passing show, they come up with increasingly strange and esoteric challenges. Their idea of a trick might be "play Chopin's Double Thirds Etude", "make a woman deepthroat you with one hand while spinning a plate with the other", or "do differential calculus while humming the Slovakian national anthem". I've gotten very good at balancing on one foot, as that seems to be a favourite- perhaps because vampires are so used to flying, they believe it to be more difficult than it really is?

When I'm not being trained for a show, I'm a stud; I'll wake to the sounds of a girl being dropped off in my bedroom, and then I have twenty four hours to knock her up. It's not exactly the most romantic of ways to meet women. If I'm lucky, she's not a recent capture, and understands that I don't like it any more than she does. If I'm unlucky, she doesn't believe me when I tell her that I'm a prisoner too, and that if she doesn't get my cum inside her we'll both be punished. I must say one thing- vampires admittedly have excellent taste, and before being captured, I would have considered myself incredibly lucky to bed one of them, let alone the scores of girls that I've slept with since coming here. Alabaster white skin, huge breasts, and hourglass figures abound, all clearly the result of a massive genomic selection program curated by the undead.

I've only had a couple interactions with humans since I've been captured. They ask if I ever wish that I hadn't gone hiking and followed that strange light into the forest. I can honestly say that I no longer do- I have everything that I need to survive, and being kidnapped was an easy way to get rid of that Facebook addiction. If I ignore the occasional exsanguination (using a needle, just like giving blood), then there's no real difference between life as a show human and the real world. Am I being kept here without my consent, forced to perform tricks for the undead overclass which lives in secret, pulling the strings of society purely because they're bored? Yes. Am I hooked up on a vampire serum which keeps me young and healthy? Yes. Am I getting to sleep with dozens of perfect 10/10 women that I get to cum inside of? Also yes.

Life as a vampire's pet is pretty good.

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Hi there! So this is a fun little prompt where I play a human that is a pet to a vampire. These vampires are much like the vampires of myth and legend, but perhaps a little bit hornier, with a fascination of the human form, especially how two humans go at it together. You would be taking on the role of a GM of sorts, and have full creative freedom for where we could take the plot- we could have a competition dedicated to fornication, a jailbreak attempt, or for those more interested in the smut, we could play scenes with the various women that I sleep with. Or, perhaps the vampire decides that she'll keep the women around me for longer, and we could play out the microcosm of a vampire's harem of show-winning humans, and the drama that would no doubt come with that!