I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceful. quieten. The perfect lieu to be. Especially when skipping school. It was a Friday ; the first off strong day in calendar month and I could n't spend 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 pair of shorts, fight boot, grim tank top, and I snuck out and walked to the cemetery. It was slightly raining but I did n't mind. I loved the rain. When I got to the burying ground I found an old oak tree diagram and opened the book I had brought. There was a strange fog swirling around the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old authoritative 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 bushed leafage around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said,

'' I apologise miss. I did not mean to start you. '' He extended a hired man `` My gens is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the sight 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 fatal hair. Cut shortstop and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My Chemical love affair '' T-shirt ( my favourite band ), Shirley Temple Black skinny jeans, bleak converse, and a trench pelage. He was wearing specs. But behind those glasses were black eyes. Black as night. Surely they must be impinging I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

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

'' Well, it 's the first warm day in months. Should I drop it outside or in a school, listening to some teacher drone about a subject I will never use in literal animation ? ``

'' funfair enough. And, I 'm no-good, I did n't charm your epithet ''

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

'' So tell me Krista, is your face always that gloss 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 okay my dear. I do tend to restrain multitude sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't aid staring into those eyes. They were beautiful, almost hypnotic.

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

'' No, my near. I 'm actually, rather frigidness all the meter. I could always use someone to warm me up '' he wrapped his helping hand around my waist to pull me penny-pinching, and stared deeply into my heart, like he was staring into my soul.

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

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

'' Come here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was human face to face with him again he stared into my eyes a few to a greater extent 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 sputter, could n't run, could n't push him away. I was icy. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my rip. I started to finger frail and unaccented. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The finish thing I felt before losing consciousness 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 room. And in a corner, there was a roar flame. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the bedspread was silk and the colour of line. descent ! All of the memory board came flooding back to me in a straightaway rush. Vladimir, the graveyard ... him drinking my rake. I had no clew 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 doll night gown ... 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 nigrify button up but was still wearing the dungaree and converse. He strode over to me and took my hands 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 side did not change from that smirk he had.

'' My epithet is Vladimir Dracul, final of the original vampire. You 're here because you now belong to me. And what I did to you was claim 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 objet d'art of meat ! '' I started heading towards the doorway way but before I could take two footmark towards the room access, his hand wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear.

'' Darling, you misunderstood. I did not grant you a choice in the matter. 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 quiet. It 's so much better you do n't contend. '' He ran his tongue across my neck and bit down, sending a electrical shock through me. My trunk was burning and I felt my clit starting line to ache with desire. He drank for a moment or two before pulling away.

'' Your profligate. So sweetened. I wonder what the rest of you tastes like. '' His hands traveled down lower to my coxa. I 'd always been bigger than formula girls. Wide set pelvic arch, a few extra curve. 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 consume with lust. But I could n't let this crawling know that.

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

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

'' Listen to me, you minuscule slut. 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 night gown. Exposing my c-cup tit. His eyes roamed my body hungrily, like a hunter stalking his prey.

Before I could utter a Son of dissent, he pressed his lips against mine. His glossa ran against my lip and I parted them, allowing his glossa approach. It met mine and they started intertwining with each other. And I could n't help myself, I moaned into the candy kiss. And I knew I was getting wet. I could only pray he would n't detect. But he pulled away, that same smirk in his face.

'' Oh, does my little girl like that ? good. Behave and I 'll name sure you enjoy everything '' he pressed his rim back against mine, and keeping one hand on my wrists, his other mitt started tracing down to my breast. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A little whimper escaped my lips. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could feel his shaft harden through his jeans. His hand moved down in between my branch. He edged my thighs apart and started rubbing my pussy.

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

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the days to come I will return you so often pleasure, you will be BEGGING to accept me study you again and again. '' He kissed my impertinence and used the mitt that had been pinning me down to rick my font towards him.

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving touch of a man ? Give yourself to me and I will afford up a world you could never daydream of. Passion, lust, desire, love affair. 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 heart and I knew he meant every word. I could n't do this ! It was crazy but those center. 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 jean. Beneath them, Joseph Black silk boxers that had a wet dirt on the presence of them from the pre-cum. I reached to rive those but he pinned my paw down and grabbed a roofy 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 interest little one. Soon you will finger my cock 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, individual is soaking wet for her passe-partout '' he looked at me and I blushed, making him laugh.

'' No need to be ashamed, my dear. This is how I want you every night. Soaking wet, set up for my cock. '' He then bent his tongue down and licked a slow crease from my ass to my button. Making me moan and squirm. He slapped my cunt once.

'' I 'd tap off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his lingua over my spiritualist slit and licking up the juices. He stuck his tongue in my pussy only to feel how sozzled it was.

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

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

'' Come on now. Be a estimable female child and order your master. How did my sweet little hussy remove her ingenuousness '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me pant and squirm my hips. I was finally able-bodied to compose a sentence

'' Alright ! I 'll tell you ! '' He pulled two finger 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 taste myself on his lips. I moaned longingly into the kiss. He pulled away.

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

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't worry, it 'll hurt at for the first time but after a piece you will crave it and be begging me to be intimate you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his boxers completely off and spread my legs wider. He tested how ready I was with one finger.

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

'' Beg for it. Beg for my rooster in your pussy. differentiate me you want my pecker deep in your pussy. That you are my slattern. Tell me now or play meter is over. '' I was so scare that this was end I was crying and I whimpered out

'' Master ! Please ! Please fuck me ! I want your dick deep in my pussy. I 'm your slut oh please just fuck me ! '' The words had barely left my lips when he shoved his peter in my fuddled wet snatch. He was only about half way in but I still felt so entire. It was unlike anything. Having something so monolithic in me. It was so painful but so fantastic at the Lapplander time. 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 kisses on my lip and cervix. 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 peter 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 master. Oh please have intercourse me like the slut I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenzied step, pounding me hard. hurting and pleasure intermixture. Almost battling over my body. Until finally pleasance won. All I could finger was his workforce me. Squeezing at my titty and pulling on the mamilla. And his cock buried mystifying within me. And his lips. All over my case and neck. Until there was pain as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a minute then reached one of his men up and dragged across His shoulder joint, causing him to bleed.

'' potable Krista. Be with me '' I raised my mouth to the combat injury and tasted it not to be bitter like I had imagined. But sweet. But also fellow. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a die mirror and mo of him fixed the gap. Until I was brought back to realness in an earth shattering culmination. Causing me to scream and cum arduous, writhing my pelvic girdle wildly as I felt his cock filling me with cum. I do n't know how recollective 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 answer, he kissed me. With a more burning passion than a thousand white 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. I love you too. And I am yours. Forever. ''