I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceful. calm down. The perfect place to be. Especially when skipping schooling. It was a Friday ; the start affectionate day in months and I could n't spend it at a desk listening to teachers drone about useless information. So I played sick. My mother went off to work and I put on a duad of boxers, combat boots, dim tank top, and I snuck out and walked to the burial ground. It was slightly raining but I did n't mind. I loved the rainfall. When I got to the cemetery I found an old oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and opened the book I had brought. There was a foreign fog swirling around the tree diagram but I barely noticed. I put on some old definitive music. But I was barely 2 paragraphs in when someone dropped out of the tree, startling me.

'' Oh ! '' I could see it was a boy. He scattered the dead leaves around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said,

'' I apologise lose. I did not mean to startle you. '' He extended a helping hand `` My name is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the mint of the most handsome man I had ever seen.

He towered over me. He looked to be at least 6'2 ''. I was only 5'4. He had calamitous hair. Cut short and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My Chemical Romance '' t-shirt ( my dearie band ), black skinny denim, Negroid converse, and a deep coat. He was wearing glasses. But behind those crank were Shirley Temple eyes. Shirley Temple as night. Surely they must be contacts I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

'' So, '' he continued `` what 's a beautiful girl like yourself doing out here ... on a school day ? '' I was blushing but I found my voice and replied,

'' Well, it 's the get-go warm day in months. Should I spend it outside or in a school, listening to some instructor bourdon about a subject I will never use in veridical life ? ``

'' Fair enough. And, I 'm sorry, I did n't take in your name ''

'' Krista '' He took my hand and kissed it. Sending an electric shock through my body. He released my hand.

'' So tell me Krista, is your fount always that colour red, or is it just when a man is around ? '' I realised how badly I was blushing. Words escaped me and he laughed.

'' It 's alright my dear. I do lean to restrain people sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't help staring into those eyes. They were beautiful, almost hypnotic.

'' No, it 's very well. Say, are n't you hot in that trench coating ? ``

'' No, my dear. I 'm actually, rather cold all the meter. I could always use someone to warm me up '' he wrapped his hand around my waist to pull me nigh, and stared deeply into my eyes, like he was staring into my soul.

'' I ... I should go. '' I pulled out of his reach and gathered my Bible and started walking away but barely 2 steps away, he called to me

'' Krista ... '' I stopped. I was confused, I wanted to get away. But my body seemed no longer to be in restraint of myself.

'' Come here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was typeface to present with him again he stared into my middle a few more moment. He brushed my tomentum aside and before I could question what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck. I could n't sputter, could n't move, could n't fight him away. I was frozen. I realised what he was doing, he was drink my line of descent. I started to find faint and infirm. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The death thing I felt before losing consciousness was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a bedchamber that was not my own. It was large, huge wooden bookshelves were around the way. And in a street corner, there was a roaring ardour. Then I looked at the bed. It was immense ; the counterpane was silk and the colour of descent. blood line ! All of the memories came flooding back to me in a promptly rush. Vladimir, the burying ground ... him drinking my blood. I had no hint where I was but I knew I should n't be here. I swung my branch out of the bed and it was there I noticed what I was wearing. A opprobrious babe dame night nightie ... but no bra or panties. That freak undressed me !

'' Yes I did '' and there he was. Standing in the door frame. He had changed his shirt to a black release up but was still wearing the jeans and converse. He strode over to me and took my hands in his.

'' And I must say ducky, you look lovely. '' He leaned in to kiss me but I jerked out of his grasp.

'' What ... what am I doing here ? Who are you ? What did you do to me ? '' His fount did not change from that smirk he had.

'' My name is Vladimir Dracul, last of the original vampire. You 're here because you now belong to me. And what I did to you was call you as mine forever. '' My head was swimming. vampire ...
They could n't be tangible ... .could they ?

'' What do you mean, I belong to you ? I 'm not something you can own like a piece of meat ! '' I started heading towards the doorway way but before I could take two steps towards the door, his script wrapped around my pharynx and he was growling in my ear.

'' Darling River, you misunderstood. I did not give you a choice in the subject. You will be mine and you have no say in it. '' I struggled to suspire, gasping for air.

'' Oh just, you 're learning to abide placid. It 's so much unspoiled you do n't skin. '' He ran his tongue across my cervix and bit down, sending a shock absorber through me. My physical structure was burning and I felt my clit start to ache with desire. He drank for a bit or two before pulling away.

'' Your blood. So sweet. I wonder what the remainder of you taste perception like. '' His hands traveled down humiliated to my hips. I 'd always been big than convention female child. Wide set hips, a few extra curved shape. And until recently, I 'd always been ashamed of them. So when I could feel the hands of a man on me, my body started to become squander with lust. But I could n't let this creep know that.

'' Look at these breaking ball, they 're wonderful. '' He started pulling up the night robe and it was then that my mind came to its senses.

'' No ! '' I struggled out of his clench but before I could arrive at the door, I found myself back on the bed, my wrist pinned above my head. distressfulness was all that remained on his nerve. His eyes full moon of lust and rage.

'' Listen to me, you minuscule loose woman. I tried to be gentile, romantic. But fact is, you BELONG. TO. ME ! And as my property, I will use you. However I see fit '' He completely ripped off the dark gown. Exposing my c-cup breasts. His eyes roamed my consistency hungrily, like a hunter stalking his prey.

Before I could let loose a word of dissent, he pressed his brim against mine. His tongue ran against my back talk and I parted them, allowing his tongue access. It met mine and they started intertwining with each former. And I could n't help myself, I moaned into the kiss. And I knew I was getting wet. I could only pray he would n't detect. But he pulled away, that like smirk in his face.

'' Oh, does my daughter like that ? commodity. Behave and I 'll make trusted you enjoy everything '' he pressed his lip back against mine, and keeping one helping hand on my wrists, his early handwriting started tracing down to my titty. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A small whine escaped my mouth. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could palpate his shaft harden through his jeans. His hand moved down in between my legs. He edged my thigh apart and started rubbing my pussy.

'' fountainhead, person is enjoying herself. You 're soaking wet my dearest. '' I opened my mouth to try and abnegate it but he raised an brow at me, as if to presume me to try and deny it. I shut my mouth and turned away blushing

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the daytime to come up I will give you so much pleasure, you will be BEGGING to have me take you again and again. '' He kissed my impertinence and used the hand that had been pinning me down to turn my face towards him.

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving jot of a man ? pass on yourself to me and I will open up a universe you could never daydream of. Passion, lust, desire, romance. All of that and so much more. I will be your master key, your prevalent, your guiding hand. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my eyes and I knew he think every Book. I could n't do this ! It was brainsick but those eye. Something about them made me say

'' Yes ... .master '' He had me. He grinned and kissed me deeply and passionately. My paw traveled down his pectus, unbuttoning his shirt, trying to sense him against me. With his shirt unbuttoned, I started pushing down his jeans. Beneath them, inkiness silk pugilist that had a wet stain on the social movement of them from the pre-cum. I reached to pull those but he pinned my hired man down and grabbed a forget me drug from a drawer on the nightstand. He swiftly bound my hands to the bed posts. He grinned wolfishly as I bit my lip and whimpered ever so slightly.

'' Do n't concern petty one. Soon you will feel my cock pounding you relentless but first, I must try. He kissed me once more before making his way down to my soaking wet cunt. He admired and spread the lips.

'' Well well well, someone is soaking wet for her master '' he looked at me and I blushed, making him laugh.

'' No want to be ashamed, my dear. This is how I want you every Nox. Soaking wet, ready for my cock. '' He then bent his tongue down and licked a dense line from my ass to my clit. Making me groan and writhe. He slapped my cunt once.

'' I 'd knock off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his natural language over my medium prick and licking up the juices. He stuck his knife in my pussy only to sense how tight it was.

'' You really are a virgin are n't you ? '' I nodded once only to be surprised at the feeling of him pressing a fingerbreadth into me.

'' But no cherry. severalize me, how did that happen ? '' I blushed and refused to secernate him. He forced another finger in me.

'' Come on now. Be a good young woman and differentiate your master. How did my sugariness slight slut murder her innocence '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd fingerbreadth in, making me gasp and writhe my pelvic girdle. I was finally able-bodied to indite a sentence

'' Alright ! I 'll tell you ! '' He pulled two digit out.

'' Good young lady ''

'' When I was 13, I was using a marker to fuck off and I accidentally pushed it in too far. '' I blushed and look away. He pushed my hair back so my gaze met his.

'' There now, was that so hard ? I told you, I can very gentile and loving. So long as you obey. '' He kissed me long and passionately. Allowing me to try myself on his lips. I moaned longingly into the candy kiss. He pulled away.

'' I think someone is ready to be fucked like a right slut. '' He slowly pulled his boxers down and out sprung a cock that made me want to scream. 10 inch in length. 5 in girth. Far great than anything I had seen in porn. I was silent and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't worry, it 'll anguish at first but after a while you will crave it and be begging me to have sex you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his packer completely off and spread my legs wider. He tested how ready I was with one finger.

'' Oh Krista. Still so tight. '' He pulled the digit out and rubbed the headland of his dick against my kitty. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my cock in your pussy. tell apart me you want my tool deep in your pussy. That you are my adulteress. assure me now or playact time is over. '' I was so pit that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' maestro ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your dick trench in my puss. I 'm your trollop oh please just fuck me ! '' The words had barely left my lips when he shoved his cock in my tight wet cunt. He was only about half way in but I still felt so full. It was unlike anything. Having something so monumental in me. It was so unspeakable but so marvelous at the like metre. He paused for a second to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a minute while he placed light-headed feathery kisses on my backtalk and cervix. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to ruin the moment with Holy Writ, telling him to continue.

He slowly started pulling out and pushing back in. Pushing a little more in each time. Making me moan and him groan.

'' Oh Krista ... .fuck ! I love your cunt squeezing my cock like this. I 'm going to fuck you every day, every dark. You are mine Krista. Say it ! Say you 're mine ! ``

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours lord. Oh please fuck me like the slut I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenzied pace, pounding me hard. Pain and pleasure admixture. Almost battling over my dead body. Until finally joy won. All I could sense was his manus me. Squeezing at my breasts and pulling on the nipples. And his prick buried deep within me. And his lips. All over my face and neck. Until there was bother as he bit into me and was again drinking my pedigree. He drank for a moment then reached one of his hands up and dragged across His shoulder, causing him to bleed.

'' deglutition Krista. Be with me '' I raised my lips to the wound and tasted it not to be bitter like I had imagined. But sweet. But also familiar. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a die mirror and snatch of him fixed the snap. Until I was brought back to world in an earthly concern shattering orgasm. Causing me to cry and cum heavy, writhing my hips wildly as I felt his cock filling me with cum. I do n't have a go at it how long it truly lasted but when it was over, both his and my physical structure were trembling. He gazed down at me. He looked stunned.

'' I 've never felt ... .ANYTHING like that before. Almost like, like you were made for me. '' Before I could reply, he kissed me. With a more burning passion than a M white hot sunlight. He removed the binds and held me close to him.

'' I love you Krista. You are mine. Forever. infer ? '' I wrapped him in my arms and whispered back to him

'' Yes headmaster. I love you too. And I am yours. Forever. ''