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

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

You're a common cold and senseless sociopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night.

Your next target is a house on the corner 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 perfect opportunity to collide with !

You can't help but grin at the perfect set of circumstances that have led you to this moment.

The streetlight is out, allowing you the screening of darkness to slip by.

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

Jackpot, no one's home.

You try to turn the doorknob but it's locked, you figured it was deserving a try, you proceed to go around the house to the side curtilage gate and you hop over it, careful to be as still as possible.

You tiptoe through the face curtilage, you listen as the crickets sing their strain 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 bedchamber windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly step in but manage to turn a loss footing and collapse inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over several penitentiary and some out of practice old looking books.

You shut the windowpane behind you and find fault up the item you knocked over.

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

As the room lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking matter ; skulls, a black wooden bed framing matched in colouring material by a deep smash tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th century, a jar with a skeleton 's hand in it.

"What even is this topographic point ?

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

quite a little of rings, these could betray well.

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

You've never encountered this payoff before.

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

But a chilling presence stops you as you are about to go the window.

"How dare you ! ?"You figure it's better to try to run. You hope he can't get a salutary looking at at you to key out you with.

You try to jump out out of the window but he grabs your shirt and drag you back, you land on the soil 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 cd 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 wickedness, his crimson red eyes send chills down your rachis just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His hair is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pale colour of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he regorge ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoating and suspiration at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm pitiful okeh !

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

He walks towards you and grabs your helping hand, it is ice cold.

You grab your speech sound and try to call your supporter 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 coldness ! ?"

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 laughter comes to a sudden halt as he swiftly bites your cervix, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing blood from your cervix, you start to cry in hurting

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so lots, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your sass

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your morsel injury and drags the pedigree across your cheeks as he trails his finger's breadth down them.

"I may be a ogre, 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 hand

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

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

He pauses for a brief moment

a good plaything for me to use."

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

He drags his low temperature lifeless manus underneath your shirt, grabbing your breast under your bra.

"You forfeited your power to say no to my desires when you broke into my menage and attempted to steal my possessions"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

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

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

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

You're warm, and your squirming makes the search all the more exciting 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 take it. ''

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

He notices your anguish

'' I did n't need to be so rough with you, but you forced me to. ''

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never ill-use foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't evidence 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 fucking vampire.. '' you look away from him and close down your eyes. You do n't even believe what you 're saying, but in front of you is a clearly bushed man, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red oculus, there 's a certain temptingness about them.

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

'' It 's true. ''

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

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

feel this form of desire. ''

'' I grow tired of your endless questioning. ''

'' I 'm grim ''

He reaches underneath your underdrawers and panties, rubbing the outside of your cunt.

'' It 's moth-eaten, please intercept. I do n't care that ''

'' point protesting ! ''

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

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

'' What, you do n't like a slight arousal ? mulct, I suppose you 'd rather have it the arduous way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his inglorious trousers, removing your blue jean boxers as he removes his boxers.

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

He throws the wearable on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his rigid knockout cock inside you. He breathes a dusty icy hint on your lips, kissing the other side of your neck and thrusting into you.

'' You 're short ! This is n't rightfulness ! I do n't want this ! Let me go ! ! ! ''

He bites your cervix and pressure his jaw tightly, seemingly as to punish you for your crust. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible pain in the neck.

'' What a disgrace. ''

His cock damage and barely can fit in your compressed trunk. He sucks on your wound, draining your blood line.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your snack, so to watch the rake pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your neck, tracing back the trail of rake.

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

He thrusts faster and consort his fingers through your hair

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your legs, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny pecker. The dim light highlighting his pale, livid nerve and rough feature. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but happen it..oddly attractive. A section of you loves this but knows how perverse and legal injury it is.

'' But you 're deadened ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't decent ''

'' No ! This is n't right ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself ineffectual to handle your conflicting belief.

'' serenity. 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 manpower to your button as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feel so good, better than any keep man has ever fucked you. You feel your wooden leg tremble and didder, your second joint tensing up.

'' Give in. You do n't deliver a choice ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can find your pussy begin to spasm, it feels so trade good.

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

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

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your trunk is disjoined from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his peter, coating it with your succus. You feel a recondite sentience of shame.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can view your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the full stop of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and lays next to you, minutes pass in make out silence. You watch the wax light spark hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll ride out with me of course. Leave your old life behind, depart from your old ways and serve me. Do n't hazard like you did not enjoy that recondite down inside. ''

'' It was incorrectly. I ca n't ride out. ''

He grabs your hand to prevent you from getting off the bed

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

'' I want to stay, but how can I provide my life behind like that ? ''

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

You rub your hand across your raciness gull and substantiate the repugnance of what he told you, after a brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short while, yes. And you will wait on my William Holman Hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my point of purview when that happens. better prepare for your new existence, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .