I loved the burial site. Something about it seemed passive. Quiet. The gross situation to be. Especially when skipping schooltime. It was a Friday ; the first warm day in months and I could n't pass it at a desk listening to teachers dawdler about useless information. So I played sick. My mother went off to work and I put on a yoke of shorts, scrap boots, black tank car top, and I snuck out and walked to the cemetery. It was slightly raining but I did n't mind. I loved the pelting. When I got to the burial ground I found an old oak tree and opened the book I had brought. There was a foreign fog swirling around the tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old authoritative euphony. 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 numb leaves around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said,

'' I apologise drop. I did not intend to startle you. '' He extended a hand `` My name is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the tidy sum of the most liberal man I had ever seen.

He towered over me. He looked to be at to the lowest degree 6'2 ''. I was only 5'4. He had black hairsbreadth. Cut shortstop and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My chemical substance Romance language '' t-shirt ( my deary lot ), total darkness skinny denim, total darkness converse, and a oceanic abyss coat. He was wearing glasses. But behind those glasses were fatal eyes. lightlessness as night. Surely they must be tangency I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

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

'' Well, it 's the first warm up day in months. Should I spend it out-of-door or in a school, listening to some teacher drone about a subject I will never use in veridical life ? ``

'' Fair enough. And, I 'm dark, I did n't catch your name ''

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

'' So tell me Krista, is your look 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 very well my dear. I do tend to intimidate people sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't help staring into those eye. They were beautiful, almost hypnotic.

'' No, it 's alright. Say, are n't you hot in that trench coat ? ``

'' No, my dear. I 'm actually, rather moth-eaten all the sentence. I could always use someone to warm me up '' he wrapped his script around my waist to draw out me stuffy, and stared deeply into my eyes, like he was staring into my soul.

'' I ... I should go. '' I pulled out of his grasp and gathered my rule book and started walking away but barely 2 whole step 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 ascendance of myself.

'' come here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was face to front with him again he stared into my middle a few more moments. He brushed my hair aside and before I could question what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck opening. I could n't struggle, could n't move, could n't push him away. I was frozen. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my bloodline. I started to feel unaccented and sapless. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The conclusion affair I felt before losing consciousness was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a bedroom that was not my own. It was orotund, huge wooden bookshelves were around the elbow room. And in a corner, there was a roaring fire. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the bedcover was silk and the colour of line of descent. BLOOD ! All of the computer storage came flooding back to me in a quick rush. Vladimir, the cemetery ... him drinking my rakehell. I had no cue where I was but I knew I should n't be here. I swung my legs out of the bed and it was there I noticed what I was wearing. A ignominious baby doll Nox gown ... but no bra or scanty. That freak undressed me !

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

'' And I must say darling, 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 vampires. You 're here because you now belong to me. And what I did to you was title you as mine forever. '' My head was swimming. Vampires ...
They could n't be real ... .could they ?

'' What do you mean, I belong to you ? I 'm not something you can own like a small-arm of heart ! '' I started heading towards the threshold way but before I could hold two steps towards the room access, his hand wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear.

'' favourite, you misunderstood. I did not give you a pick in the thing. You will be mine and you have no say in it. '' I struggled to breathe, gasping for air.

'' Oh good, you 're learning to stay put quiet. It 's so often proficient you do n't struggle. '' He ran his tongue across my neck and bit down, sending a shock through me. My consistency was burning and I felt my clit start to suffer with desire. He drank for a bit or two before pulling away.

'' Your descent. So sweet. I wonder what the rest of you tastes like. '' His hands traveled down modest to my hips. I 'd always been bigger than normal girls. Wide set hips, a few spear carrier bend. And until recently, I 'd always been ashamed of them. So when I could feel the manus of a man on me, my body started to suit devour with lustfulness. But I could n't let this creep know that.

'' Look at these bender, they 're wonderful. '' He started pulling up the Night robe and it was then that my creative thinker came to its senses.

'' No ! '' I struggled out of his grip but before I could reach the door, I found myself back on the bed, my wrists pinned above my principal. Seriousness was all that remained on his face. His oculus replete of lust and rage.

'' Listen to me, you niggling slut. I tried to be gentile, romantic. But fact is, you BELONG. TO. ME ! And as my attribute, I will use you. However I see fit '' He completely ripped off the night gown. Exposing my c-cup knocker. His eyes roamed my body hungrily, like a hunter stalking his prey.

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

'' Oh, does my girl like that ? goodness. Behave and I 'll make sure enough you enjoy everything '' he pressed his lips back against mine, and keeping one hand on my wrist joint, his former helping hand started tracing down to my breast. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A small whimper escaped my lips. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could feel his pecker harden through his jeans. His hired hand moved down in between my pegleg. He edged my thigh apart and started rubbing my pussy.

'' Well, someone is enjoying herself. You 're soaking wet my honey. '' I opened my oral cavity to try and deny it but he raised an brow at me, as if to dare me to try and deny it. I shut my mouth and turned away blushing

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the days to come I will give you so much pleasance, you will be BEGGING to have me strike you again and again. '' He kissed my face and used the hand that had been pinning me down to wrick my face towards him.

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving touch of a man ? dedicate yourself to me and I will afford up a macrocosm you could never dream of. warmth, lust, desire, romance. All of that and so much more. I will be your victor, your prevalent, your guiding deal. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my eyes and I knew he intend every Book. I could n't do this ! It was weirdo but those eyes. Something about them made me say

'' Yes ... .master '' He had me. He grinned and kissed me deeply and passionately. My hands traveled down his breast, unbuttoning his shirt, trying to feel him against me. With his shirt unbuttoned, I started pushing down his dungaree. Beneath them, black silk shorts that had a wet stain on the social movement of them from the pre-cum. I reached to overstretch those but he pinned my men down and grabbed a rope 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 worry slight one. Soon you will find my pecker pounding you relentless but first, I must taste. 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 professional '' he looked at me and I blushed, making him laugh.

'' No motivation to be ashamed, my love. This is how I want you every night. Soaking wet, ready for my cock. '' He then bent his tongue down and licked a slow line from my ass to my clit. Making me moan and wriggle. He slapped my slit once.

'' I 'd knock off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his tongue over my sensitive twat and licking up the juices. He stuck his spit in my pussy only to feel how tight it was.

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

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

'' Come on now. Be a thoroughly girl and severalise your master. How did my sweet minuscule slut dispatch her purity '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me gasp and writhe my hips. I was finally able to compose a sentence

'' Alright ! I 'll narrate you ! '' He pulled two fingers out.

'' well girl ''

'' When I was 13, I was using a marker to masturbate and I accidentally pushed it in too far. '' I blushed and calculate away. He pushed my hair back so my regard 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 foresightful and passionately. Allowing me to taste myself on his lips. I moaned longingly into the kiss. He pulled away.

'' I think someone is cook to be fucked like a right slut. '' He slowly pulled his packer down and out sprung a peter that made me desire to scream. 10 inches in duration. 5 in cinch. Far bigger than anything I had seen in porn. I was soundless and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't worry, it 'll injure at first but after a piece you will starve it and be begging me to have it off you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his pugilist completely off and spread my ramification wider. He tested how make I was with one finger.

'' Oh Krista. Still so squiffy. '' He pulled the finger out and rubbed the caput of his shaft against my pussy. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my cock in your puss. separate me you want my peter oceanic abyss in your pussy. That you are my slut. narrate me now or act as time is over. '' I was so scared that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' lord ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your peter deep in my pussy. I 'm your loose woman oh please just have it off me ! '' The Holy Writ had barely left my lips when he shoved his cock in my stringent wet puss. He was only about half way in but I still felt so replete. It was unlike anything. Having something so massive in me. It was so painful but so terrific at the same time. He paused for a moment to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a instant while he placed light feathery buss on my lips and neck. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to deflower the present moment with Bible, 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 puss squeezing my rooster like this. I 'm going to have intercourse you every day, every night. You are mine Krista. Say it ! Say you 're mine ! ``

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours master. Oh please bang me like the slut I am ! '' He started going at me at a frantic tempo, pounding me tough. Pain and pleasure mixing. Almost battling over my body. Until finally pleasure won. All I could feel was his helping hand me. Squeezing at my breasts and pulling on the nipples. And his cock buried deep within me. And his lips. All over my face and neck. Until there was pain as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a import then reached one of his hands up and dragged across His shoulder, causing him to bleed.

'' drunkenness 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 conversant. All in once I felt his inwardness entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a disclose mirror and mo of him fixed the cracks. Until I was brought back to reality in an earth shattering climax. Causing me to scream and cum hard, writhing my hips wildly as I felt his cock filling me with cum. I do n't love how farseeing it truly lasted but when it was over, both his and my bodies 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 respond, he kissed me. With a more sunburn passion than a thou livid hot suns. He removed the binds and held me shut to him.

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

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