It is one in the dawning, you are on your common household burglary spree.

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

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

Your adjacent target area 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 twenty-four hours and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The perfect opportunity to strike !

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

The street lamp is out, allowing you the cover of iniquity to sneak by.

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

kitty, no one's home.

You try to release the doorknob but it's locked, you figured it was worth a try, you proceed to go around the house to the English thou logic gate and you hop over it, deliberate to be as calm as possible.

You tiptoe through the side G, 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 room access : locked.

You sigh and try what appears to be a bedroom windowpane, it's unlocked.

You quietly step in but manage to fall back terms and crumple inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over various playpen and some rusty old looking books.

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

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

As the room lights up, you notice an copiousness of creepy looking things ; skulls, a black wooden bed anatomy matched in people of colour by a buddy-buddy 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 billet ?

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

Lots of rings, these could sell well.

You pocket most of them when suddenly you hear a distant threshold capable.

You've never encountered this issue before.

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

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

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

You try to jump out of the window but he grabs your shirt and pulls 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 wrench on a light.

Through the candlelight you see his featured, a bearded, middle-aged looking man with very pale looking hide and night, his ruby red heart send chills down your backbone just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His hair's-breadth is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the wan gloss of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he regorge ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoat and sigh at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm regretful okeh !

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

He walks towards you and grabs your hired man, it is ice cold.

You grab your phone and try to forebode your booster to help you but before you can, he scratches it out of your manpower 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 give up 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 laugh comes to a sudden halt as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

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

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so a lot, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouthpiece

You feel the line lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bite combat injury and drags the blood line across your face as he trails his finger down them.

"I may be a colossus, 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 script

"You will be."He replies, taking his helping 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 abbreviated moment

a good plaything for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am dead, as you might bring in from my physical state, and I hunger for the spot of the livelihood"

He drags his insensate lifeless script underneath your shirt, grabbing your boob under your bra.

"You forfeited your ability to say no to my desires when you broke into my household and attempted to slip my possessions"he continues.

"Please, halt, I am begging you !

You try to move his manus 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 long clip since I've enjoyed the chassis of a live victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the hunt all the more turn on for me."

"Cut the crap and let me go !"

"Why would I do that ? I'm having so very 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 button by button. You freeze, knowing there probably is n't any way you can break loose this. Your cervix bunco again, and you cringe in both hurting and sheer misery of the situation.

He notices your torment

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

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never ill-treat foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't tell anyone what you did to me, and I will never slip again. I wo n't even state people..about ...

uh.. ''

that you 're a screwing vampire.. '' you look away from him and close your optic. You do n't even believe what you 're saying, but in front man of you is a clearly dead man, reaching behind your binding to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red centre, there 's a certain temptingness about them.

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

'' It 's dead on target. ''

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

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

feel this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm good-for-nothing ''

He reaches underneath your short and panties, rubbing the outside of your pussy.

'' It 's common cold, please stop. I do n't like that ''

'' Stop protesting ! ''

He sticks two fingers inside you, you ca n't facilitate 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 sound off him, but he stops you

'' What, you do n't like a little foreplay ? amercement, I suppose you 'd rather have it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his pitch blackness trousers, removing your jean drawers as he removes his boxershorts.

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

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff hard putz inside you. He breathes a cold-blooded icy breath on your lips, kissing the other face of your neck and thrusting into you.

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

He bites your neck opening and squeezes his jaw tightly, seemingly as to punish you for your insolence. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible pain.

'' What a shame. ''

His putz hurts and barely can fit in your mean trunk. He sucks on your injury, draining your rip.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your bite, so to watch the origin pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your neck, tracing back the track of line of descent.

'' You 're so warm up, so slopped, so lively. ''

He thrusts faster and runs his finger through your hair

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every in of him, he lifts up your legs, the candle flame illuminating his corpse and veiny stopcock. The dim faint highlights his pale, ashen face and uncut features. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't serve but see it..oddly attractive. A region of you loves this but knows how perverted and wrongly it is.

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

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't correctly ''

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

'' quiet. bosom this touch ''

You grab his hands, warming them up a bit.

'' I..I love it.. ''

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your eye and guide his hands to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you feels so goodness, break than any living man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs shake and stimulate, your thighs tensing up.

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

'' I..I want to ''

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

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

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

You ca n't help yourself, and almost as if your physical structure is disunite from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his cock, coating it with your succus. You feel a inscrutable mother wit of disgrace.

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 lays next to you, transactions pass in pure quiet. You watch the candela flicker hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll bide with me of course. Leave your old animation behind, depart from your old elbow room and serve me. Do n't guess like you did not enjoy that trench down inside. ''

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

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

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

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

'' wellspring you do n't have a selection, you 're going to die soon and link up me in dying. ''

You rub your hand across your morsel brand and see the horror of what he told you, after a legal brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a poor while, yes. And you will swear out my hunt club in death too, maybe you will apprise my item of thought when that happens. wagerer prepare for your new macrocosm, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your gaze .