I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceful. Quiet. The pure place to be. Especially when skipping school. It was a Friday ; the number one lovesome day in months and I could n't drop it at a desk listening to teachers drone about useless information. So I played sick. My female parent went off to work and I put on a duo of short circuit, fight kick, black tank top, and I snuck out and walked to the cemetery. It was slightly raining but I did n't mind. I loved the rainwater. When I got to the graveyard I found an old oak tree and opened the book I had brought. There was a strange fog swirling around the tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old Hellenic euphony. But I was barely 2 paragraphs in when individual 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 miss. I did not think of to start you. '' He extended a hand `` My gens is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the mass of the most handsome 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 hair. Cut short and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My chemical Romance '' t-shirt ( my favourite band ), black skinny blue jean, dim converse, and a trench coat. He was wearing field glass. But behind those spectacles were black heart. blackamoor as night. Surely they must be contact I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

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

'' Well, it 's the first tender day in calendar month. Should I spend it outside or in a schooltime, listening to some teacher drone about a subject I will never use in material life sentence ? ``

'' fair enough. And, I 'm drab, I did n't catch your figure ''

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

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

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

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

'' No, my dear. I 'm actually, rather cold all the time. I could always use someone to warm me up '' he wrapped his hired man around my waist to pull me closer, and stared deeply into my oculus, like he was staring into my soul.

'' I ... I should go. '' I pulled out of his grasp and gathered my record and started walking away but barely 2 stride away, he called to me

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

'' ejaculate here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was face to face with him again he stared into my optic a few more moments. He brushed my hairsbreadth aside and before I could interrogate what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck. I could n't shinny, could n't act, could n't fight him away. I was frozen. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my profligate. I started to find weaker and faint. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The utmost thing I felt before losing knowingness was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a bedroom that was not my own. It was large, huge wooden bookshelves were around the room. And in a corner, there was a roar fire. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the bedspread was silk and the colour of blood. BLOOD ! All of the computer memory came flooding back to me in a quick bang. Vladimir, the memorial park ... him drinking my blood. I had no clue 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 melanise baby wench night nightgown ... but no bra or panty. That freak undressed me !

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

'' And I must say favourite, 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 face did not change from that smirk he had.

'' My gens is Vladimir Dracul, last of the original lamia. 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 real ... .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 stair towards the door, his bridge player wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear.

'' ducky, you misunderstood. I did not return you a choice in the matter. You will be mine and you have no say in it. '' I struggled to suspire, gasping for air.

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

'' Your blood. So sweet. I wonder what the rest of you tastes like. '' His hired man traveled down lower to my hip. I 'd always been swelled than normal girls. Wide set hips, a few extra curves. 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 eat with lustfulness. But I could n't let this weirdo know that.

'' Look at these curves, they 're wonderful. '' He started pulling up the night nightgown and it was then that my nous 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 head. distressfulness was all that remained on his human face. His eyes full of lust and rage.

'' Listen to me, you little slattern. I tried to be gentile, amatory. But fact is, you BELONG. TO. ME ! And as my holding, I will use you. However I see fit '' He completely ripped off the Night gown. Exposing my c-cup boob. His centre roamed my soundbox hungrily, like a Hunter stalking his prey.

Before I could utter a Book of protest, he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue ran against my lips and I parted them, allowing his tongue access. It met mine and they started intertwining with each other. And I could n't assist myself, I moaned into the kiss. And I knew I was getting wet. I could only beg he would n't note. But he pulled away, that same smirk in his face.

'' Oh, does my girl like that ? Good. Behave and I 'll take a shit certain you enjoy everything '' he pressed his lips back against mine, and keeping one bridge player on my wrists, his other hand started tracing down to my bosom. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A minuscule whimper escaped my lips. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could sense his cock harden through his denim. His deal moved down in between my pegleg. He edged my thighs apart and started rubbing my pussy.

'' Well, soul is enjoying herself. You 're soaking wet my dear. '' I opened my mouth to try and deny it but he raised an supercilium at me, as if to make bold me to try and deny it. I shut my mouth and turned away blushing

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

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving spot of a man ? make yourself to me and I will afford up a world you could never daydream of. cacoethes, lust, desire, Romance language. All of that and so much more. I will be your lord, your dominant, your guiding script. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my center and I knew he think of every Christian Bible. I could n't do this ! It was gaga but those oculus. Something about them made me say

'' Yes ... .master '' He had me. He grinned and kissed me deeply and passionately. My hands traveled down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt, trying to feel him against me. With his shirt unbuttoned, I started pushing down his jeans. Beneath them, mordant silk pugilist that had a wet stain on the presence of them from the pre-cum. I reached to pull those but he pinned my hands down and grabbed a rope from a drawer on the nightstand. He swiftly bound my workforce to the bed situation. He grinned wolfishly as I bit my lip and whimpered ever so slightly.

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

'' Well well well, somebody is soaking wet for her passe-partout '' he looked at me and I blushed, making him laugh.

'' No pauperism to be ashamed, my dear. This is how I want you every Night. Soaking wet, ready for my stopcock. '' He then bent his tongue down and licked a dumb pedigree from my ass to my clit. Making me moan and squirm. 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 tongue over my sensitive cunt and licking up the juices. He stuck his natural language in my pussy only to sense how mean it was.

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

'' But no cherry red. Tell me, how did that materialise ? '' I blushed and refused to evidence him. He forced another finger's breadth in me.

'' Come on now. Be a good little girl and tell your master. How did my sweet little slut remove her innocence '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me gasp and wrestle my hips. I was finally able to write a prison term

'' Alright ! I 'll tell you ! '' He pulled two finger's breadth out.

'' Good little girl ''

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

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

'' I think someone is make to be fucked like a proper adulteress. '' He slowly pulled his boxers down and out sprung a stopcock that made me desire to scream. 10 column inch in length. 5 in girth. Far bigger than anything I had seen in erotica. I was silent and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't worry, it 'll hurt at first of all but after a while you will crave it and be begging me to fuck you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his packer completely off and propagate my legs wider. He tested how set up I was with one finger.

'' Oh Krista. Still so tight. '' He pulled the finger out and rubbed the forefront of his prick against my pussy. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my putz in your pussy. Tell me you want my tool deep in your kitty-cat. That you are my fornicatress. severalize me now or play fourth dimension is over. '' I was so scared that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' Master ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your cock deep in my pussy. I 'm your slut oh please just fuck me ! '' The words had barely left my backtalk when he shoved his cock in my tight wet cunt. He was only about half way in but I still felt so good. It was unlike anything. Having something so massive in me. It was so painful but so howling at the same time. He paused for a minute to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a minute while he placed light feathery kisses on my lips and neck opening. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to ruin the moment with words, telling him to continue.

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

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

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours master. Oh please do it me like the loose woman I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenetic pace, pounding me backbreaking. painful sensation and pleasure mixing. Almost battling over my consistence. Until finally delight won. All I could feel was his handwriting me. Squeezing at my titty and pulling on the nipples. And his cock buried deep within me. And his back talk. All over my face and neck. Until there was annoyance as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a moment then reached one of his hands up and dragged across His articulatio humeri, causing him to bleed.

'' Drink Krista. Be with me '' I raised my lips to the wounding and tasted it not to be acerbic like I had imagined. But unfermented. But also fellow. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a rugged mirror and bit of him fixed the cracks. Until I was brought back to reality in an earth shattering culmination. Causing me to yell and cum hard, writhing my hips wildly as I felt his dick filling me with cum. I do n't make out how foresightful it truly lasted but when it was over, both his and my organic 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 respond, he kissed me. With a more bite passion than a m whitened hot suns. He removed the binds and held me close to him.

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

'' Yes master key. I love you too. And I am yours. Forever. ''