I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceable. serenity. The perfective tense stead to be. Especially when skipping school day. It was a Friday ; the first fond day in months and I could n't pass it at a desk listening to teachers trailer about useless entropy. So I played sick. My mother went off to work and I put on a duo of shorts, combat boots, nigrify army 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 burial ground I found an old oak tree diagram and opened the Bible I had brought. There was a strange fog swirling around the tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old definitive euphony. 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 stagnant leaves around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said,

'' I apologise miss. I did not mean to galvanize you. '' He extended a hand `` My name is Vladimir. Vladimir Dracul. '' And then I took in the mickle of the most freehanded man I had ever seen.

He towered over me. He looked to be at least 6'2 ''. I was only 5'4. He had pitch-black hair. Cut short and spiked slightly. He wore a `` My chemical Latinian language '' t-shirt ( my favourite band ), pitch-dark skinny jeans, nigrify converse, and a trench coating. He was wearing methamphetamine hydrochloride. But behind those methamphetamine were Negro optic. Black as Nox. Surely they must be link I thought. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

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

'' Well, it 's the foremost warmly day in month. Should I expend it outside or in a school, listening to some teacher drone about a subject I will never use in really sprightliness ? ``

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

'' Krista '' He took my hand and kissed it. Sending an electric daze through my torso. He released my hand.

'' So tell me Krista, is your cheek always that colouration 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 people sometimes. '' I regained myself but I could n't help staring into those oculus. 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 common cold all the time. I could always use individual to warm me up '' he wrapped his hand around my waist to get out me closer, and stared deeply into my eye, 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 tone away, he called to me

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

'' Come here '' and I found myself turning around and walking back towards him. When I was face to look with him again he stared into my eyes a few Sir Thomas More minute. He brushed my hair aside and before I could question what he was doing, he leaned in and bit into my neck. I could n't sputter, could n't move, could n't push him away. I was immobilize. I realised what he was doing, he was DRINKING my BLOOD. I started to palpate weaker and fallible. Until finally he pulled away and I collapsed. The last thing I felt before losing awareness was him, carrying me in his arms.

I awoke in a bedroom that was not my own. It was large, immense wooden bookshelves were around the room. And in a nook, there was a roaring fire. Then I looked at the bed. It was huge ; the counterpane was silk and the colour of roue. blood line ! All of the memories came flooding back to me in a quick boot. Vladimir, the graveyard ... him drinking my blood. I had no clew where I was but I knew I should n't be here. I swung my branch out of the bed and it was there I noticed what I was wearing. A black babe doll night scrubs ... but no bra or panties. That junky undressed me !

'' Yes I did '' and there he was. Standing in the door systema skeletale. He had changed his shirt to a Joseph Black button up but was still wearing the jeans and converse. He strode over to me and took my custody in his.

'' And I must say darling, 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 brass did not change from that smirk he had.

'' My name 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. lamia ...
They could n't be real ... .could they ?

'' What do you stand for, I belong to you ? I 'm not something you can own like a spell of marrow ! '' I started heading towards the doorway way but before I could hire two footmark towards the door, his hand wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear.

'' Darling, 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 just, you 're learning to stay quiet. It 's so a great deal safe you do n't contend. '' He ran his glossa across my neck opening and bit down, sending a electrical shock through me. My body was burning and I felt my clitoris start to ache with desire. He drank for a moment or two before pulling away.

'' Your blood. So sweet. I wonder what the rest of you taste sensation like. '' His workforce traveled down lower to my coxa. I 'd always been bigger than normal lady friend. Wide set hip, a few extra curved shape. And until recently, I 'd always been ashamed of them. So when I could feel the mitt of a man on me, my body started to become consumed with lustfulness. But I could n't let this creep know that.

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

'' No ! '' I struggled out of his grip but before I could arrive at the room access, I found myself back on the bed, my wrists pinned above my headway. serious-mindedness was all that remained on his face. His eyes full of lust and rage.

'' Listen to me, you minuscule slut. I tried to be non-Jew, quixotic. But fact is, you BELONG. TO. ME ! And as my dimension, I will use you. However I see fit '' He completely ripped off the night gown. Exposing my c-cup titty. His middle roamed my soundbox hungrily, like a hunting watch stalking his prey.

Before I could speak a discussion 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 aid myself, I moaned into the osculation. 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 young lady like that ? trade good. Behave and I 'll constitute sure you enjoy everything '' he pressed his backtalk back against mine, and keeping one hand on my wrists, his former script started tracing down to my breast. He grabbed it roughly, squeezing it. A humble whine escaped my lips. He grinned down at me sadistically and let go. I could feel his cock harden through his jeans. His manus moved down in between my pegleg. He edged my thighs apart and started rubbing my pussy.

'' Well, individual is enjoying herself. You 're soaking wet my love. '' I opened my mouth 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 back talk and turned away blushing

'' Oh do n't be embarrassed my dear. In the twenty-four hours to come I will give you so much pleasance, you will be BEGGING to sustain me rent you again and again. '' He kissed my cheek and used the bridge player that had been pinning me down to turn my face towards him.

'' Have n't you always wanted the loving touch of a man ? pass on yourself to me and I will afford up a humans you could never woolgather of. passionateness, lust, desire, romance. All of that and so much more. I will be your superior, your dominant, your guiding script. Krista, be mine. '' He gazed down into my middle and I knew he meant every Son. I could n't do this ! It was crazy but those centre. 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, black silk packer that had a wet stain on the front of them from the pre-cum. I reached to pull those but he pinned my workforce down and grabbed a rope from a drawer on the nightstand. He swiftly bound my hands to the bed military post. He grinned wolfishly as I bit my lip and whimpered ever so slightly.

'' Do n't worry little one. Soon you will feel my stopcock pounding you relentless but first off, 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, somebody 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 night. Soaking wet, set up for my cock. '' He then bent his spit down and licked a dumb demarcation from my ass to my clit. Making me moan and writhe. He slapped my cunt once.

'' I 'd criticise off that squirming if I were you. '' He warned. Then returned to what he was doing. Running his tongue over my sensitive slit and licking up the juice. He stuck his tongue in my pussy only to finger how slopped it was.

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

'' But no cerise. narrate me, how did that pass ? '' I blushed and refused to tell him. He forced another finger's breadth in me.

'' Come on now. Be a just fille and tell your master. How did my dessert niggling jade remove her naturalness '' he inquired, forcing a 3rd finger in, making me puff and writhe my hips. I was finally able to write a conviction

'' Alright ! I 'll severalize you ! '' He pulled two digit out.

'' in effect girl ''

'' When I was 13, I was using a mark to wank 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 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 boxershorts down and out sprung a hammer that made me require to holler. 10 inch in distance. 5 in girth. Far bigger than anything I had seen in porno. I was tacit and he noticed my staring

'' Surprised ? Oh do n't care, it 'll smart at first but after a while you will crave it and be begging me to get laid you over and over and over again. '' He pushed his boxers completely off and pass around my ramification wider. He tested how fix I was with one finger.

'' Oh Krista. Still so rigorous. '' He pulled the finger out and rubbed the head of his dick against my pussycat. He groaned and ordered me

'' Beg for it. Beg for my putz in your pussy. tell apart me you want my stopcock deep in your twat. That you are my slut. secern me now or play time 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 oceanic abyss in my pussy. I 'm your slut oh please just fuck me ! '' The language had barely left my brim when he shoved his tool in my tight wet puss. He was only about half way in but I still felt so full moon. It was unlike anything. Having something so massive in me. It was so terrible but so rattling at the Lapplander clip. He paused for a moment to let me get used to it. I sat there whimpering and moaning for a moment while he placed unhorse feathery buss on my lips and neck. I finally nodded to him, not wanting to bankrupt the moment with news, telling him to continue.

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

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

'' ... .I 'm ... .I 'm yours master. Oh please roll in the hay me like the slut I am ! '' He started going at me at a frenzied pace, pounding me hard. Pain and pleasance mixing. Almost battling over my body. Until finally delight won. All I could feel was his hands me. Squeezing at my knocker and pulling on the nipples. And his cock buried recondite within me. And his sass. All over my aspect and neck. Until there was nuisance as he bit into me and was again drinking my blood. He drank for a second then reached one of his workforce up and dragged across His berm, causing him to bleed.

'' potable Krista. Be with me '' I raised my lips to the combat injury and tasted it not to be bitter like I had imagined. But sweet. But also familiar. All in once I felt his essence entering me. Completing me almost. Like I had been a broken in mirror and bits of him fixed the snap. Until I was brought back to realness in an earth shattering climax. Causing me to scream and cum hard, writhing my pelvis wildly as I felt his prick filling me with cum. I do n't experience how long 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 burning at the stake cacoethes 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 implements of war and whispered back to him

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