It is one in the break of day, you are on your usual plate burglary spree.

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

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

Your future fair game 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 days and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The sodding opportunity to strike !

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

The streetlight is out, allowing you the masking of darkness to snarf by.

You quickly and quietly approach the front man porch and equal 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 worth a try, you proceed to go around the house to the side of meat yard gate and you hop over it, measured to be as quiet down as possible.

You tiptoe through the incline yard, you listen as the crickets sing their Sung dynasty 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 window, it's unlocked.

You quietly ill-treat in but manage to recede footing and crumple inside the chamber over a desk, knocking over various pens and some rust-brown old looking books.

You shut the window behind you and beak up the items you knocked over.

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

As the room lights up, you notice an teemingness of creepy looking matter ; skulls, a black wooden bed frame matched in color by a deep overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th century, a jar with a skeleton in the closet 's hired man in it.

"What even is this place ?

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

Lots of tintinnabulation, these could deal well.

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

You've never encountered this issue before.

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

But a scary presence stop you as you are about to exit the window.

"How dare you ! ?"You figure it's better to try to run. You hope he can't get a respectable tone at you to identify you with.

You try to jump out out of the window but he grabs your shirt and pulls you back, you land on the ground on your vertebral column, 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 tabular array, 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 sick looking skin and shadow, his crimson red eyes send shivering down your rachis just looking at them, they look worn out, with grim circles.

His fuzz is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the sick semblance 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 blue okay !

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

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

You grab your phone and try to call your champion 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-blooded ! ?"

He pulls you to the bed, you struggle and try to quetch 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 stay as he swiftly bites your neck, you scream loudly until he covers your mouth.

He licks the gushing descent from your neck, you start to cry in bother

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so much, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your mouth

You feel the pedigree lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your sharpness injury and drags the blood across your face as he trails his fingers down them.

"I may be a fiend, 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 manus

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

"As you probably know..my..physicality requires me to keep 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 excuse to you, I am dead, as you might recognize from my strong-arm state, and I hunger for the soupcon of the keep"

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

"You forfeited your ability to say no to my desires when you broke into my house and attempted to steal my ownership"he continues.

"Please, stop, I am begging you !

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

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

"It's been a recollective time since I've enjoyed the flesh of a be victim.

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

"Cut the dogshit 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 chance 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 escape this. Your neck bunko again, and you cringe in both pain and sheer misery of the situation.

He notices your torment

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

You plead,

'' There has to be another way, if you let me go I will never step foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't narrate anyone what you did to me, and I will never steal again. I wo n't even differentiate 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 front of you is a clearly idle 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 rightful ? This is insane. ''

'' It 's confessedly. ''

A shiver creeps down your acantha, you hoped he would n't say that. The coldness of the room makes your teat erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

palpate this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm meritless ''

He reaches underneath your shorts and step-in, rubbing the exterior of your kitty.

'' It 's cold, please lay off. I do n't care that ''

'' halt protesting ! ''

He sticks two finger's breadth 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 give up him, but he stops you

'' What, you do n't wish a niggling foreplay ? Fine, I suppose you 'd rather possess it the hard way. ''

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his melanise trousers, removing your jean underdrawers as he removes his boxers.

'' This could cause been well-heeled for you. ''

He throws the clothing on the level and gets on top of you, sliding his stiff severe rooster inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your back talk, kissing the other English of your neck 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 penalise you for your insolence. You gasp for air, breathless from the incredible hurting.

'' What a shame. ''

His peter hurt and barely can fit in your smashed trunk. He sucks on your lesion, draining your blood.

'' Please ... ''

He stops sucking on your sharpness, so to watch the stemma pour naturally down your clavicle. He licks up your cervix, tracing back the trail of blood.

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

He thrusts faster and feed his fingers through your hair

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every in of him, he lifts up your legs, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny cock. The dim light highlights his picket, white face and rough characteristic. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't facilitate but observe it..oddly attractive. A office of you loves this but knows how depraved and wrong it is.

'' But you 're utter ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't right ''

'' No ! This is n't good ! '' You begin to cry, you find yourself unable to treat your conflicting impression.

'' Quiet. bosom this feeling ''

You grab his script, warming them up a bit.

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

'' I know ''

'' How ? '' you think to yourself

You close your eyes and channelise his hands to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm, the way he uses you look so good, salutary than any keep man has ever fucked you. You feel your legs shake and agitate, your thigh tensing up.

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

'' I..I want to ''

You can palpate your pussy begin to spasm, it feels so undecomposed.

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

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

You ca n't aid yourself, and almost as if your organic structure is separate from your thinker, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his peter, coating it with your juice. You feel a late sentience of shame.

He thrusts faster and unvoiced before you can catch your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the point of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and repose next to you, moment pass in complete silence. You watch the candle glint hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll stay with me of trend. Leave your old living behind, start out from your old ways and serve me. Do n't venture like you did not enjoy that inscrutable down inside. ''

'' It was damage. I ca n't rest. ''

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 remain, but how can I forget my life-time behind like that ? ''

'' Well you do n't consume a alternative, you 're going to die soon and bring together me in death. ''

You rub your manus across your collation marks and realize the repulsion of what he told you, after a brief moment.

'' I..am ? ''

'' In a short while, yes. And you will dish out my hunt in death too, maybe you will appreciate my point of view when that happens. Better prepare for your new beingness, plaything. ''

He grins and meets your regard .