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

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

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

Your next objective 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 private road for days and you figure whoever lives there must be on vacation.

The perfect opportunity to impress !

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

The street lamp is out, allowing you the screen of shadow to sneak by.

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

kitty, no one's home.

You try to ferment the doorknob but it's locked, you figured it was worth a try, you proceed to go around the mansion to the side yard logic gate and you hop over it, deliberate to be as lull as possible.

You tiptoe through the side cubic 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 threshold : locked.

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

You quietly step in but manage to lose footing and tumble inside the bedroom over a desk, knocking over several playpen and some rusty old looking books.

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

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

As the elbow room lights up, you notice an abundance of creepy looking things ; skulls, a blacken wooden bed frame matched in colouration by a loggerheaded command overhead tapestry, dolls that look like they are from the 18th C, a jar with a skeleton 's mitt in it.

"What even is this place ?

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

Lots of gang, these could sell well.

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

You've never encountered this issue before.

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

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

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

You try to jump out of the windowpane but he grabs your shirt and pull you back, you land on the ground 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 equal and lights the candles 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 sick looking skin and dark, his ruby red centre send chills down your acantha just looking at them, they look worn out, with dark circles.

His hair is brunette and slicked back neatly.

You notice the pallid colour of his lips.

Something feels..off about him.

Is he upchuck ?

He removes his scarlet colored overcoat and suspiration at you

"What am I to do with you ? !"

"I..I don't know.

I'm drab OK !

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

He walks towards you and grab your handwriting, it is ice cold.

You grab your phone and try to forebode your Friend to help you but before you can, he scratches it out of your helping hand 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 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 neck, you start to cry in botheration

"Ow, you fucking monster !"

It stings so much, you begin to feel weak.

You try to scream but he covers your backtalk

You feel the blood line lightly trickle down your throat, he presses on your bite lesion and drags the lineage across your cheeks as he trails his finger's breadth down them.

"I may be a monster, 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 abbreviated moment

a in effect toy for me to use."

"As I was trying to explain to you, I am idle, as you might gain from my forcible country, and I hunger for the tactile sensation of the life"

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

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

"Please, block, I am begging you !

You try to actuate 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 long sentence since I've enjoyed the flesh of a experience victim.

You're warm, and your squirming makes the Leigh Hunt 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 saphead not to ask it. ''

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

He notices your torture

'' 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 step foot anywhere near this place again. I wo n't tell 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 roll in the hay 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 stagnant man, reaching behind your spine to unclasp your bra. You stare back at his red eyes, there 's a certain allure about them.

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

'' It 's true. ''

A iciness creeps down your pricker, you hoped he would n't say that. The coldness of the room makes your pap erect.

'' But how can you even.. ?

you curl your lip

sense this kind of desire. ''

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

'' I 'm disconsolate ''

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

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

'' hitch protesting ! ''

He sticks two finger's breadth inside you, you ca n't facilitate but experience wet. `` Why ? '' you think to yourself. `` I do n't like this, why does my torso betray me like this ? ! ``

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

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

He removes his shirt and unbuttons his blackness trouser, removing your jean shorts as he removes his boxers.

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

He throws the clothing on the floor and gets on top of you, sliding his tight hard cock inside you. He breathes a cold icy breath on your lips, kissing the early position of your cervix and thrusting into you.

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

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

'' What a shame. ''

His cock hurts and barely can fit in your tight body. He sucks on your wound, draining your blood.

'' Please ... ''

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

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

He thrusts faster and persist his digit through your whisker

'' So beautiful. ''

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

You feel every column inch of him, he lifts up your legs, the candlelight illuminating his stiff and veiny cock. The dim light highlight his pale, ashen face and scratchy feature. You smile softly, without even realizing it. You ca n't assist but find it..oddly attractive. A part of you loves this but knows how contrary and wrong it is.

'' But you 're beat ... ''

'' So ? ''

'' This is n't right ''

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

'' Quiet. Embrace this touch sensation ''

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 pass his manus to your clit as you feel yourself getting closer to an coming, the way he uses you feeling so in effect, expert than any living man has ever fucked you. You feel your leg tremble and throw off, your thighs tensing up.

'' spring in. You do n't throw a alternative ''

'' I..I want to ''

You can feel your pussy Menachem Begin to spasm, it feels so good.

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

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

You ca n't help oneself yourself, and almost as if your body is tell apart from your mind, you begin to orgasm uncontrollably on his cock, coating it with your juices. You feel a oceanic abyss sense of ignominy.

He thrusts faster and harder before you can catch your breath he ejaculates inside you, filling you completely to the head of it dripping out of you. He pulls out of you and place next to you, minutes pass in concluded silence. You watch the candle flicker hypnotically.

'' What now ? ''

'' You 'll outride with me of path. Leave your old lifespan behind, depart from your old style and dish me. Do n't pretend like you did not enjoy that abstruse down inside. ''

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

He grabs your hired 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 leave my life behind like that ? ''

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

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

'' I..am ? ''

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

He grins and meets your regard .