It is one in the morning, you are on your usual home burglary spree.

You've never been caught yet, you make sure you leave no trail behind.

You're a cold and superfluous psychopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night.

Your next target is a sign of the zodiac on the turning point of the street, as you were scouting previously, you noticed that there hasn't been a car in the driveway for sidereal day and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The thoroughgoing opportunity to strike !

You can't assistant but grinning at the perfect set of fortune that have led you to this moment.

The streetlight is out, allowing you the cover of darkness to mouse by.

You quickly and quietly approach the front line porch and peer into the window, you notice there isn't a single light on in the house.

pot, no one's home.

You try to become the doorknob but it's locked, you figured it was worth a try, you proceed to go around the sign to the side yard gate and you hop over it, heedful to be as quiet as possible.

You tiptoe through the side railyard, you listen as the crickets sing their songs from nearby, it's strangely calming.

You make your way to the backyard and you budge the backyard door : locked.

You sigh and try what appears to be a bedroom windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly step in but manage to fall behind footing and collapse inside the bedchamber over a desk, knocking over various playpen and some rusty old looking books.

You shut the window behind you and piece up the token you knocked over.

"Okay..focus."You whisper to yourself as you pull your speech sound out of your pocket to activate your flashlight.

As the room lights up, you notice an copiousness of creepy looking things ; skulls, a black wooden bed frame matched in color by a thick budget items tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th century, a jar with a skeleton 's hand in it.

"What even is this place ?

Probably some crazy or old gallant lives here"you remark to yourself and search the desk drawers.

Lots of closed chain, these could betray well.

You pocket most of them when suddenly you hear a distant threshold open.

You've never encountered this outcome before.

"Oh no, what now ! ?"You panic and climb the desk in an attempt to fly the house.

But a chilling presence stops you as you are about to cash in one's chips the window.

"How daring you ! ?"You figure it's ripe to try to run. You hope he can't get a honorable look at you to place you with.

You try to leap out out of the window but he grabs your shirt and pull you back, you land on the basis on your back, painfully.

You are dazed for a few seconds.

"I'm sorry sir, it isn't what you think.

I promise."

He strikes a match and lights the candela on his bedside table, giving you pause as to why he didn't just turn on a light.

Through the candlelight you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking skin and nighttime, his ruby red eyes send chills down your spine just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His hair is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pallid people of colour of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he sick ?

He removes his scarlet colored greatcoat and suspiration at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm no-good OK !

Just let me go, here I'll I've back what I stole"you reach into your pockets and remove the rings you stole, setting them on the desk.

He walks towards you and snap up your hand, it is ice cold.

You grab your phone and try to call your friend to help you but before you can, he scratches it out of your hands and puts it on his bed stand

"Let me go !

Why are you so cold ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to kick him but he pins you down.

"Because I'm dead."

You laugh, clearly not believing him,"Uh. What are you even talking about ?"You inquire

Your laugh comes to a sudden stay as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing blood from your neck opening, you start to cry in pain sensation

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so much, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouth

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bite combat injury and drags the blood across your cheeks as he trails his digit down them.

"I may be a monster, as you tactlessly put it, but at least I'm not a thief."He glares down at you

"I'm ... sorry.

you whisper through his handwriting

"You will be."He replies, taking his hand off your mouth.

"As you probably know..my..physicality requires me to nourish myself, and I think you'd make ...

He pauses for a brief present moment

a good plaything for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am stagnant, as you might realize from my strong-arm nation, and I hunger for the touch of the aliveness"

He drags his cold lifeless paw underneath your shirt, grabbing your boob under your bra.

"You forfeited your ability to say no to my desires when you broke into my planetary house and attempted to steal my self-command"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

You try to move his hand away from your chest, but he is too strong."

"The fact that you thought that would influence is hilarious."He snickers at you

"It's been a long time since I've enjoyed the flesh of a live victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the hunt all the more excite for me."

"Cut the crap and let me go !"

"Why would I do that ? I'm having so much fun."He grins

"W..why are you doing this to me ! ?"

"Why would n't I ? The opportunity presented itself, I 'd be a fool not to film it. ''

He unbuttons your blouse push button by clitoris. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can escape this. Your cervix flimflam again, and you cringe in both pain sensation and sheer misery of the position.

He notices your torment

'' I did n't call for to be so rocky with you, but you forced me to. ''

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never maltreat foot anywhere near this stead again. I wo n't tell anyone what you did to me, and I will never steal again. I wo n't even tell people..about ...

uh.. ''

that you 're a nooky vampire.. '' you look away from him and close your eye. You do n't even believe what you 're saying, but in front of you is a clearly dead man, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red centre, there 's a certain allure about them.

'' Is it true ? This is mad. ''

'' It 's true up. ''

A chill creeps down your spine, you hoped he would n't say that. The frigidness of the room makes your teat erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

sense this sort of desire. ''

'' I grow tired of your interminable inquiring. ''

'' I 'm sorry ''

He reaches underneath your shorts and pantie, rubbing the outside of your pussy.

'' It 's cold, please quit. I do n't like that ''

'' Stop protesting ! ''

He sticks two digit inside you, you ca n't help oneself but feel wet. `` Why ? '' you think to yourself. `` I do n't like this, why does my body betray me like this ? ! ``

'' No please ! '' you try to kvetch him, but he stops you

'' What, you do n't like a piddling stimulation ? Fine, I suppose you 'd rather have it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his pitch-dark trousers, removing your denim shorts as he removes his boxers.

'' This could have been easier for you. ''

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his loaded intemperate peter inside you. He breathes a insensate icy breath on your lips, kissing the former position of your neck and thrusting into you.

'' You 're absolutely ! This is n't aright ! I do n't want this ! Let me go ! ! ! ''

He bites your cervix and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to penalise you for your gall. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible pain.

'' What a disgrace. ''

His tool hurts and barely can fit in your rigorous soundbox. He sucks on your wound, draining your blood.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your raciness, so to see the origin pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your neck opening, tracing back the trail of rake.

'' You 're so warm, so stringent, so lively. ''

He thrusts faster and head for the hills his fingers through your hair's-breadth

'' So beautiful. ''

'' You 're a everlasting toy, so alive. ''

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your pegleg, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny cock. The dim light highlights his pale, blanched brass and rough lineament. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but find it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how reprobate and wrong it is.

'' But you 're suddenly ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't right on ''

'' No ! This is n't veracious ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffective to handle your conflicting feelings.

'' tranquillity. embrace this feeling ''

You grab his hands, warming them up a bit.

'' I..I love it.. ''

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your eyes and guide his workforce to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you flavour so good, skilful than any living man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs shake and shake, your thigh tensing up.

'' Give in. You do n't have a selection ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can feel your pussy Begin to spasm, it feels so dear.

'' I ca n't pretend anymore.. ''

'' Give in., '' he whispers in your ear

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your soundbox is split from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his turncock, coating it with your juices. You feel a rich common sense of shame.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can capture your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and put down adjacent to you, proceedings pass in complete silence. You watch the candle glint hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll bide with me of course. entrust your old life behind, depart from your old mode and serve me. Do n't make believe like you did not savour that cryptic down inside. ''

'' It was wrong. I ca n't stay. ''

He grabs your paw to foreclose you from getting off the bed

'' Do n't act like you do n't desire to, I can see right through you. ''

'' I want to rest, but how can I leave my living behind like that ? ''

'' Well you do n't accept a selection, you 're going to die soon and join me in death. ''

You rub your hand across your collation marks and recognize the revulsion of what he told you, after a brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short while, yes. And you will serve my hunt in demise too, maybe you will appreciate my compass point of view when that happens. wagerer prepare for your new being, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .