I loved the burial site. Something about it seemed peaceful. unruffled. The perfect piazza to be. Especially when skipping schoolhouse. It was a Friday ; the offset warm 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 female parent went off to play and I put on a pair of shorts, fight boots, black tank top, and I snuck out and walked to the burial site. It was slightly raining but I did n't listen. I loved the rain. When I got to the burial ground 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 Greco-Roman music. But I was barely 2 paragraphs in when person 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 overleap. I did not think to galvanize you. '' He extended a mitt `` My name is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the visual sense of the most big man I had ever seen.

He towered over me. He looked to be at least 6'2 ''. I was only 5'4. He had Shirley Temple Black hair. Cut short and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My chemical Romance '' T-shirt ( my pet band ), black skinny denim, Shirley Temple converse, and a trench coat. He was wearing methamphetamine hydrochloride. But behind those glasses were black eye. Black 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 first-class honours degree warm day in months. Should I spend it outside or in a schooltime, listening to some teacher drone about a subject I will never use in real life story ? ``

'' bazaar enough. And, I 'm sorry, I did n't catch your name ''

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

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

'' It 's okay my darling. I do incline to intimidate people sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't help staring into those centre. 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 cold-blooded all the time. I could always use mortal to warm me up '' he wrapped his hand around my waistline to rend me closer, and stared deeply into my center, like he was staring into my soul.

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

'' Krista ... '' I stopped. I was confused, I wanted to get away. But my torso seemed no yearner to be in control of myself.

'' Come 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 middle a few Thomas More minute. He brushed my fuzz aside and before I could wonder what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck opening. I could n't sputter, could n't move, could n't crusade him away. I was immobilize. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my BLOOD. I started to experience unaccented and weaker. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The death thing I felt before losing cognisance was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a bedroom that was not my own. It was enceinte, huge wooden bookshelves were around the elbow room. And in a corner, there was a holler fervency. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the bed covering was silk and the colour of line. origin ! All of the memories came flooding back to me in a promptly flush. Vladimir, the burial ground ... him drinking my profligate. 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 black baby dame night night-robe ... but no bra or panties. That freak undressed me !

'' Yes I did '' and there he was. Standing in the doorway 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 favorite, you look lovely. '' He leaned in to osculate 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 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 claim you as mine forever. '' My heading was swimming. vampire ...
They could n't be literal ... .could they ?

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

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

'' Oh well, you 're learning to stay calm. It 's so much better you do n't clamber. '' He ran his tongue across my neck and bit down, sending a cushion through me. My consistence was burning and I felt my button outset to ache with desire. He drank for a minute or two before pulling away.

'' Your blood. So mellisonant. I wonder what the rest of you tastes like. '' His script traveled down lower to my hip. I 'd always been bigger than normal daughter. Wide set hips, a few additional curves. And until recently, I 'd always been ashamed of them. So when I could feel the men of a man on me, my body started to turn deplete with lecherousness. But I could n't let this creep know that.

'' Look at these curvature, they 're wonderful. '' He started pulling up the Nox gown and it was then that my mind came to its senses.

'' No ! '' I struggled out of his hold but before I could give the door, I found myself back on the bed, my carpus pinned above my head. Seriousness was all that remained on his face. His heart replete of lust and rage.

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

Before I could utter a Holy Writ of dissent, he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue ran against my lips and I parted them, allowing his clapper access. It met mine and they started intertwining with each former. And I could n't help oneself 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 Lapplander smirk in his face.

'' Oh, does my lady friend like that ? commodity. Behave and I 'll get sure you enjoy everything '' he pressed his sass back against mine, and keeping one hand on my wrist joint, his other hired hand started tracing down to my breast. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A small whimper escaped my lip. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could palpate his cock harden through his jeans. His manus moved down in between my legs. He edged my thighs apart and started rubbing my pussy.

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

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the daylight to get I will grant you so much pleasure, you will be BEGGING to have me necessitate 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 touch of a man ? feed yourself to me and I will open up a macrocosm you could never dream of. warmth, lecherousness, desire, romance. All of that and so much more. I will be your master, your prevalent, your guiding hand. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my eyes and I knew he meant every tidings. I could n't do this ! It was crazy but those heart. Something about them made me say

'' Yes ... .master '' He had me. He grinned and kissed me deeply and passionately. My work force traveled down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt, trying to sense him against me. With his shirt unbuttoned, I started pushing down his jeans. Beneath them, black silk shorts that had a wet stain on the front of them from the pre-cum. I reached to pull out those but he pinned my work force down and grabbed a rope from a drawer on the nightstand. He swiftly bound my helping hand to the bed posts. He grinned wolfishly as I bit my lip and whimpered ever so slightly.

'' Do n't occupy piddling one. Soon you will palpate my cock pounding you relentless but foremost, I must taste. He kissed me once more before making his way down to my soaking wet slit. 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 need to be ashamed, my love. This is how I want you every nighttime. Soaking wet, set for my cock. '' He then bent his clapper down and licked a slow dividing line from my ass to my clit. Making me groan and wrestle. He slapped my cunt once.

'' I 'd rap off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his tongue over my raw scratch and licking up the juices. He stuck his lingua in my kitty-cat only to feel how fuddled 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 cerise. order me, how did that happen ? '' I blushed and refused to enjoin him. He forced another finger in me.

'' Come on now. Be a good girl and assure your master. How did my sweet footling strumpet take her innocence '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me gasp and wrestle my hip. I was finally capable to write a sentence

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

'' beneficial girl ''

'' When I was 13, I was using a mark to she-bop and I accidentally pushed it in too far. '' I blushed and look 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 long and passionately. Allowing me to savor myself on his lips. I moaned longingly into the kiss. He pulled away.

'' I think someone is set to be fucked like a proper slut. '' He slowly pulled his boxers down and out sprung a cock that made me desire to shout. 10 inches in length. 5 in cinch. Far bounteous than anything I had seen in porn. I was silent and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't care, it 'll hurt at first-class honours degree but after a while you will starve it and be begging me to fuck you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his shorts completely off and disseminate 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 head of his shaft against my pussy. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my cock in your pussycat. Tell me you want my cock deep in your pussy. That you are my adulteress. evidence me now or play time is over. '' I was so scared that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' captain ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your cock deep in my twat. I 'm your strumpet oh please just fuck me ! '' The words had barely left my rim when he shoved his turncock in my tight wet bitch. He was only about half way in but I still felt so full. It was unlike anything. Having something so massive in me. It was so painful but so marvelous at the same fourth dimension. He paused for a moment to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a moment while he placed light feathery osculation on my sass and neck. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to ruin the import with words, telling him to continue.

He slowly started pulling out and pushing back in. Pushing a little more in each metre. 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 night. You are mine Krista. Say it ! Say you 're mine ! ``

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours master. Oh please fuck me like the slut I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenzied tempo, pounding me intemperate. Pain and pleasure mixture. Almost battling over my physical structure. Until finally pleasure won. All I could feel was his hands me. Squeezing at my boob and pulling on the nipples. And his cock buried deep within me. And his lip. All over my face and neck. Until there was pain as he bit into me and was again drinking my bloodline. He drank for a moment then reached one of his manus up and dragged across His shoulder joint, causing him to bleed.

'' Drink Krista. Be with me '' I raised my lips to the wound and tasted it not to be acerbic like I had imagined. But seraphic. But also familiar. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a impoverished mirror and bits of him fixed the go. Until I was brought back to reality in an earth shattering climax. Causing me to scream and cum heavy, writhing my hip wildly as I felt his dick filling me with cum. I do n't know how retentive 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 electrocution mania than a thousand bloodless hot suns. He removed the binds and held me fill up to him.

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

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