It is one in the forenoon, you are on your usual domicile burglary spree.

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

You're a insensate and senseless psychopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night.

Your adjacent target area is a theater on the recess of the street, as you were scouting previously, you noticed that there hasn't been a car in the driveway for daytime and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The perfect opportunity to strike !

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

The streetlight is out, allowing you the cover of swarthiness to swipe by.

You quickly and quietly approach the front line porch and compeer into the windowpane, you notice there isn't a unmarried light on in the house.

pot, no one's home.

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

You tiptoe through the side yard, you listen as the crickets sing their songs 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 bedroom windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly step in but manage to fall behind ground and get onto inside the sleeping room over a desk, knocking over several penitentiary and some rusty old looking books.

You shut the windowpane behind you and pick up the items you knocked over.

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

As the way lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking thing ; skulls, a black wooden bed inning matched in people of colour by a stocky overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th century, a jar with a skeleton 's hand in it.

"What even is this place ?

Probably some weirdo or old fellow lives here"you remark to yourself and look for the desk drawers.

Lot of rings, these could betray well.

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

You've never encountered this issue before.

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

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

"How daring you ! ?"You figure it's dependable to try to run. You hope he can't get a good look at you to distinguish you with.

You try to rise out of the windowpane but he grabs your shirt and pulling you back, you land on the land 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 candles on his bedside table, giving you pause as to why he didn't just turn on a light.

Through the candle flame you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking skin and shadow, his ruby red eye send shivering down your vertebral column just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His whisker is brunet and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pallid coloration of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he sick ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoat and suspiration at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm sorry OK !

Just let me go, here I'll I've back what I stole"you reach into your sac and remove the doughnut you stole, setting them on the desk.

He walks towards you and snap up your hand, it is ice cold.

You grab your earpiece and try to call your acquaintance 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 cold ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to kick back 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 joke 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 neck, you start to cry in pain

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so very much, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your sassing

You feel the blood lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bite wound and drags the ancestry across your face as he trails his digit down them.

"I may be a freak, as you tactlessly put it, but at to the lowest degree 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 helping hand off your mouth.

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

He pauses for a brief moment

a effective plaything for me to use."

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

He drags his cold lifeless hired man underneath your shirt, grabbing your breast under your bra.

"You forfeited your power to say no to my desires when you broke into my planetary house and attempted to steal my self-will"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

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

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

"It's been a farseeing time since I've enjoyed the build of a inhabit victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the hunting 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 subscribe to it. ''

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

He notices your anguish

'' I did n't want to be so jumpy with you, but you forced me to. ''

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never mistreat foot anywhere near this post again. I wo n't tell apart 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 your eyes. You do n't even believe what you 're saying, but in nominal head of you is a clearly bushed man, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red eyes, there 's a certain allure about them.

'' Is it genuine ? This is harebrained. ''

'' It 's true. ''

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

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

finger this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm dingy ''

He reaches underneath your shorts and pantie, rubbing the outside of your pussy.

'' It 's cold-blooded, please block off. I do n't wish that ''

'' Stop protesting ! ''

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

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

'' What, you do n't like a niggling stimulation ? fine, I suppose you 'd rather throw it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his dark trousers, removing your denim boxershorts as he removes his boxers.

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

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff severely cock inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your sass, kissing the other face of your cervix and thrusting into you.

'' You 're dead ! This is n't right ! I do n't want this ! Let me go ! ! ! ''

He bites your neck and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to penalize you for your impudence. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible nuisance.

'' What a disgrace. ''

His cock hurts and barely can fit in your compressed soundbox. He sucks on your lesion, draining your ancestry.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your bite, so to watch out the blood pour naturally down your collarbone. He licks up your neck, tracing back the track of blood.

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

He thrusts faster and draw his fingers through your hair

'' So beautiful. ''

'' You 're a hone toy, so alert. ''

You feel every inch of him, he lifts up your legs, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny dick. The dim calorie-free highlighting his pale, white face and rough characteristic. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't help but find it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how depraved and legal injury it is.

'' But you 're dead ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't correctly ''

'' No ! This is n't right ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself unable to manage your conflicting feelings.

'' repose. 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 hired man to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an coming, the way he uses you flavour so commodity, near than any sustenance man has ever fucked you. You feel your wooden leg tremble and agitate, your thigh tensing up.

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

'' I..I want to ''

You can feel your kitty Menachem Begin to spasm, it feels so proficient.

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

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

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your body is separate from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his cock, coating it with your juices. You feel a mystifying sense of shame.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can get your hint he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and put adjacent to you, proceedings pass in gross silence. You watch the taper flicker hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll continue with me of course. Leave your old life behind, go from your old slipway and serve me. Do n't pretend like you did not enjoy that deep down inside. ''

'' It was wrong. I ca n't outride. ''

He grabs your paw 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 lead my life behind like that ? ''

'' Well you do n't cause a choice, you 're going to die soon and join me in death. ''

You rub your script across your bite marks and realize the horror of what he told you, after a legal brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short piece, yes. And you will serve my William Holman Hunt in death too, maybe you will revalue my point of persuasion when that happens. better prepare for your new existence, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .