Her house was a rather western looking one story home, built in the woods quite a distance away from any other houses or buildings, looking completely out of place in Japan, and perhaps not macabre enough for a self proclaimed Sexual Vampire. While she could have afforded to get herself a larger place, closer to any venues of interest, Camilla also appreciated having somewhere far away from the drudgery of peasantry, a sort of reminder of her wealthy past.
The Vamp stood in her bath, almost a room within a room, sitting on one edge as warm water cleansed her of her opponent's filth. As she washed her body off, she couldn't help but think about her body pressing against Audrey's warm, voluptuous counterpart. About their fingers rubbing against eachother's womanhoods. About their lips pressing against one another with only lust and dominance on their minds. Even this short absence away from a woman to dominate was quite the miserable curse for the Vamp, who now hungered for sexual domination. The biggest question on her mind, far beyond her lewd and vulgar plans to humiliate the loser further, was if this desire was purely for Audrey, or simply out of her usual desire to punish other women, a question she's grappled with multiple times to a rather disappointing answer in her own mind.