“Dammit Lucy! I told you to stay out of my stuff!” I was screaming at my younger sister who I told numerous times to keep her hands off my shit. But did she listen? Nooooo. And whenever I complained to mom I got the excuse

“She’s only 6.” It was so annoying. I shoved her out of my room, slamming the door behind her. I hit ‘play’ on my remote and Taylor Swift began blasting through my iPod speakers. I flopped back on my bed and grabbed my phone and texted Ashley, my best friend. I knew she was at her Anime Club meeting. God, she is such a nerd. She needs to stop hanging around those losers and hanging out with more popular people like me. But I did get a phone call. It was Lucas, my boyfriend.

“Hey baby” I answered the phone.

“Hey, how you doin girl?”

“I’m good. How bout you?”

“I’m good too. Listen I called to tell you, we’re done.” and then he hung up. I was speechless. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn’t understand why he would do this. I just started crying, sobbing into my pillow. Eventually I cried myself to sleep.

I awoke and looked at my clock, it was around 5. I needed to go out for a walk before it got dark. I headed down stairs to the kitchen where Lucy was coloring. She seemed to have move past my yelling at her. She looked up at me and gave me that little kid grin.

“Hi sissy. Why are your eyes all red?”

“It’s nothing Lucy. Don’t worry about it.” My mom was making Lucy a grilled cheese sandwich.

“Hi sweetie.”

“Hi.” I sat down at the table and looked at what Lucy was coloring. It looked to be some kind of portrait of our family. It was me, my mom, Lucy, and…My dad. At the thought of my dad I started feeling angry. My dad had walked out on our family when I was 10. It was a few months after Lucy was born. He had visitation rights to us, not that he ever did except Christmas, but I’d never gotten over how miserable he made my mom. Looking at her now, you’d never tell. She was now a successful business woman. She was so happy and full of life. She set down the sandwhich in front of Lucy.

“Thank you mommy.”  I grabbed a few crayons and I started drawing a rose. My mom sat down across from me.

“So how was school?”

“It was ok.” I didn’t feel really in the mood for talking. After a few more moments I said to my mom.

“Ok, I’m going out for my walk. I’ll be back later.” and I headed out the door. I heard her call goodbye after me but only slightly. I started walking down to the woods by my house. I don’t know why but I always felt more at peace in the woods.

I finally got to the woods and started walking, I began crying. I felt alone. My boyfriend, who was I thought was incredible, was done with me. I just wanted him back. I sat down at the base of a tree and wrapped my arms around my knees.

I sat there about an hour before I decided I need to get moving. Overheard, the sky became dark and I knew night was approaching and so was a storm. I started running but I couldn’t find my way out of the woods. I tripped over a root and scraped my knee.

“Mother Fucker.” But what I saw when I looked up gave me a glimmer of hope. There stood a mansion of epic size. There were lights on in the windows. I got up and as the rain started down I read the name plate on the house

“Master…Capurnican.” I went over and used the metal knocker to knock on the door. After a few moments the door opened and there stood the man I assumed to be Master Capurnican.

“Why hello there. And how may I help a lovely girl like you tonight?” He was stunning. His dark black hair was spiked. His chocolate colored, almond shaped eyes were simply hypnotizing. He towered over me at nearly 6’2″. He had a goatee that heightened the appearance of his chiseled jaw and cheekbones. He wore a crimson red silk robe and black sweat pants underneath. I finally found myself.

“Uhm… Well I was out walking in the woods when it suddenly started raining.”

“Oh my. Well don’t just stand there in the rain. Come inside. You must simply be chilled to the bone.” I was hesitant.

“I promise, no harm will come to you.”

“Thank you so much.” I entered the house and felt so much warmer.

“Now my dear. What is your name?”

“My name is Kayla.” He took my hand and brought it to his lips.

“Kayla, what a lovely name. Well my name is Master Capurnican. But please, call me Master.”

I looked around the house and it was beautiful. The floors were hardwood with a lush red carpet. The walls were paneled with what looked like red wood. At one end of the main room was a large grand staircase. A huge fire was roaring in the fireplace.

“You look simply chilled. And your clothes are soaked. Why don’t you go warm up by the fire while I find you something to wear and something to eat. Does that sound nice?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Thank you…what?” I stammered the last word out.

“M…master” He laughed deeply.

“Now now, there’s no need to be nervous. You warm up and I’ll be right back.” I hurried over to the fire as he left. Despite his promise, I was a little freaked out. I was at the mercy of a stranger in the middle of the woods and as I looked at my phone, I realized there was no way to contact my mom. The fire helped me feel much warmer and safer though.

After a few minutes, I felt his presence in the room. He carried a black dress that was beautiful as well as a golden goblet and a platter of exquisite fruits. He placed the goblet and the platter on a table in front of a couch and brought the dress over to me.

“Here. You’ll look beautiful in this.” I took the dress from him.

“There’s a bathroom up the stairs and down the hall. I’ll be waiting right here.” He sat down on the couch and I followed his directions. I entered the bathroom and locked the door. I was a little more trusting but I couldn’t take chances. I peeled off my sweat shirt and then my t-shirt but I kept my bra on. After being in wet clothes my skin was chilled. I could see my nipples harden through my bra. I then removed my jeans and pulled the dress over my head. It was held up only by two spaghetti straps. I actually looked really beautiful. I tucked my phone in my bra and gathered up my clothes. I then went back to the main room.

“Uhm master what I can do with my clothes?”

“Just lay them by the fire to dry off.” I followed his orders.

“Now, let me look at you.” I moved closer to him and he stared at me with that gleam in his eye.

“Come, sit down. You look simply beautiful.” He moved to stand behind the couch as I sat down. I plucked one of the plums from the tray and brought it to my lips. It was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted.

“You simply must try the wine.”

“But I’m only 15.”

“That’s ok. Nobody has to know.” I grabbed the glass, my hand trembling. I was about to bring it to my lips when I realized something. Where I was holding the glass and where The Master was standing behind me, he should’ve been reflecting in my glass. But he wasn’t there. I set my glass down, trembling with fear. I heard his voice right in my ear.

“Is something wrong, little one?” I stood up, ready to run.

“What…what are you?”  He gave me a demonic grin.

“Haven’t you figured it out by now?” He slowly started moving towards me and I backed away from him.

“I’m a vampire and I plan on making you my slut for eternity.” My eyes widened in fear.

“No! No you can’t do this!” He chuckled slightly.

“Oh don’t deny it. A few minutes ago you wanted it. I felt your desire. But since I love when they fight back, I’ll give you 5 minutes to run and hide. Go.” I ran. I ran faster than I’d ever run before. Up the stairs and down the endless hallways.

After running down a few more hallways I found a room to hide in. It was some kind of library. The storm thundered outside as I ran to hide behind one of the curtains. I don’t think I’ve ever been more terrified. I had never been a big church person but I silently prayed to god that he wouldn’t find me. But my prayers were not answered when I heard him calling out,

“Oh Kayla. Where are you? Don’t you wanna come out and play with The Master?” I held my breath. I heard his footsteps growing closer and closer. I knew it was all over.

“Gotcha!” he shouted as be threw back the curtain. I screamed in horror. He grabbed my and I was squirming, trying to break free of his grip.

“Let me go!! Please let me go!!” The more I struggled, he only gripped me tighter. He grabbed my jaw forcing me to look at him

“Look into my eyes.” I did everything I could to avoid his hypnotic gaze. I would not become his. I scratched my nails at his face leaving marks at his face that began welling blood. He released me long enough that I could get away from him. I ran down the hall and I found another room to be unlocked. I ran in and slammed the door behind me. I was gasping for breath. But what I saw in the room made me completely lose my breath.

The room had 4 tall candelabras. Each one held four blood red candles that were all lit. In the center of the room lay a black coffin. It was slightly open revealing the velvet cushion inside. I approached it carefully and looked, it was just big enough for two people. I let out a scream as the door swung open behind me.

“Ah, there you are. You know, you shouldn’t have scratched me like that. Now I’ll have to punish you.” I was frozen to the spot, too terrified and too tired to run. He moved closer to me and caressed my hand with his cheek. I held my breath, waiting. And then he pressed his lips to mine in a kiss full of passion, lust, desire, and romance. I tried to resist him but the longer we kissed the harder it became. And I knew that he knew that too. He pulled away, giving me his demonic grin. He whispered in my ear,

“I knew you would be mine. But now I’m going to punish you. And when I’m done punishing you, you’ll be begging to be my slut.” I couldn’t speak. I was so terrified but at the same time, there was a small part of me that was turned on. I knew he could sense that part. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. A squeal left my lips but I couldn’t tell if it was fear or delight.

He carried me out of the room  and up a winding staircase to another room. He threw me down and I landed in a heap on the bed. He stared down at me lustfully.

“Get on your stomach” I hesitated. And my hesitation was met with a slap in the face.

“I said do it slut.” I obeyed him.

“Now lift that sweet ass for me.” I pulled my knees up to my chest and lift my ass into the air. I pushed my face into the sheets but he grabbed my hair and yanked it to the side.

“No. I want to hear you scream and moan.” I turned my head to face the wall, meeting his gaze.

“That’s my girl.” I felt him lift the bottom of my dress. And then he pulled my panties down to my knees. I looked over and saw him removing his clothes revealing the god-like body underneath.

“Do you like what you see?” I bit my lip, signaling to him I did. He smiled and walked over to his  bureau and removed a belt and began winding it around his hand. My eyes widened.

“No. Please no.” I begged him. He gave a slap on my ass with his hand and I let out a yelp in both pain…and pleasure. He spoke in a voice of lustful dominance.

“Now now girl. Don’t make me lose my temper. Just lie there like a good little slut. And whatever you do, don’t move.” I obeyed him out of both fear and anticipation. He moved out of my view and I heard his sinful breathing behind me. I lay there, waiting when suddenly…

‘THWACK!’ The strike of hard leather against my soft flesh, thrusting me forward, marking my ass with sharp, red bites.

‘THWACK!’

“Ah-ahh!” Down came the strap; not once or twice, but over and over again! Whipping me faster and harder, making me squeal and squirm and violently buck my body.

‘THWACK!’ ‘THWACK!’ ‘THWACK!’

I yelped with pain as his eyes lit up and his lips curled into a devilish smile at my now crimson ass, “Oh damn Kayla…”

‘THWACK!’

“I’m getting so fucking hard watching your sweet ass get all red.”

‘THWACK!’

Again his belt struck, its loud smack joining the strikes of lightening from the storm, both sounds echoing fiercely around the room. I was in pure in agony, but not only from pain… but from increasing ecstasy. The more he whipped me the more I wanted it.

“Want this to stop?… is that it?” he asked, as again he bought down the belt against me.

My body jerked, writhing under each kiss of his leather. Breathlessly, I moaned

“No… Please don’t stop!” Fearing this exquisite torture would end, I remained motionless. Capurnican gloated with glorious satisfaction,

“Don’t stop… what?!”

“Master! Don’t stop Master!”

‘THWACK!’

I was on the verge, so close, his beating thrusting me towards cumming all over his bed, but then… nothing. My body was quivering with pain and ecstasy. He came around and met my gaze.

“I knew you would make a good slut. Now roll over.” It was excruciatingly painful to roll over onto my back with my ass covered in welts but I gritted my teeth and did it. Before I could blink his hand came down and ripped my dress completely from my body as well as my panties.

“Now spread your legs for me. Show me how wet you are.” I spread my legs as wide as I could. So I lay there, spread-eagles before the vampire who was going to make me his slut. But the truth is, I already was.

In a flash Master was on bed. He snaked his way up my body and hovered his cock in front of my face. My eyes grew wide. I didn’t know how I was going to fit it all in my mouth.

“Open your mouth.” I obeyed and he rammed his cock into my mouth. He began to fuck my face hard. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft.

“Oh Kayla. Yes! Yes!” He moaned with pleasure and soon enough, so was I.

“Oh does my slut like having her face fucked. Suck my cock you whore.” I began sucking on it and I moaned around his dick. He kept thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth.

“Oh yes!” he cried out and my mouth was full of his seed. He pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“Show me.” I opened my mouth showing him his semen.

“Now swallow.” I swallowed.

“Good girl. And since you were such a good girl I’m going to reward you. Tell the Master what you want.”

“I want you…to cum…in my pussy.” I was crying. All I wanted was him.

“Louder.”

“Oh Master, I want you to cum in my pussy. I want you to fuck me hard. I wanna be your whore.” And in a flash Master positioned himself at my cunt. He started rubbing his head against the entrance to my slit. I felt my whole body aching with desire.

“oh master please. Please just do it.” and as soon as the words left my lips, he rammed his member into me. Tearing my hymen and wiping away my virgin status. I let out a gasp in pain and pleasure. He began thrusting in and out. Going deeper and deeper each time.

“Does my slut like that?”

“Oh yes master. Harder” He was soon pounding me, relentlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Allowing him to penetrate me even deeper.

“Oh Kayla. You’re so tight.” I felt him hit my G-spot.

“Ah…ahh” I cried out and he hit it again and again. He lowered his face to my neck.

“Master! I’m going to cum!” And at the second I did, a bolt of lightning crashed through the sky and he plunged his fangs deep into my jugular. As he began drinking me, I lay there breathing heavily. After several moments of greedily draining my life away he removed himself and licked my blood from his lips. I heard him speak as my eyelids began to grow heavier and heavier.

“You are now mine. You will obey my every command. Do you understand?”

“Yes, whatever you say, Master.” and I lost consciousness.

It was a few hours later. According to the clock on her table, it was around 1 AM. I knew I had to make this quick before dawn approached. I stared at my sister, sleeping peacefully. I bent down over her.

“Lucy?” She awoke, groggily.

“Sissy? Where were you? Mommy and I…yawn…were waiting for you.”

“I know. I know. Well listen,” I started as the tears welled up in my eyes.

“Sissy has to go away now. And I’m not going to be able to come back.”

“But sissy, why?” I wrapped her in a hug.

“I can’t tell you. I just want you to know that I love you. You’re the best little sister ever. And I’m sorry I yelled out you earlier.”

“It’s ok. I love you too sissy.” I pulled away and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Be a good girl.” I tucked her back in under the covers and within seconds, she was fast asleep.

I headed out of her room and down to my mom’s. I didn’t want to wake her. She had fallen asleep to some movie on TV. I could tell she had been crying. But at the moment, so was I. I placed the note by her bedside table. I had written that I loved her and that I was going to be alright.

Without another word I left. Next stop, my father’s.

I do not regret what I did to my dad. The bastard deserved it. He deserved to have every drop of his blood drained. And so did that whore girlfriend of his. I watched the life leave his eyes as I pulled myself away from his neck.

“Rot in hell you son of a bitch.”

I stood outside Lucas’ house. It was time to find out why this bastard had dumped me. I climbed up to his second story window and there I saw it. He was fucking Ashley, my best friend. Before I even realized what I was doing I had climbed through the window and slit both their throats with one finger nail. I then carved the word “slut” into her chest. I climbed out the window and landed on the ground where my master waited for me.

“Was that it?” He said, smirking at how much of a killer I had become.

“Yes master.” I moved closer to him and nuzzled my face against his neck. I had cut off all my ties. I was now his, forever. But I could still feel the tears welling in my eyes. He placed his fingers under my chin and lifted gently, forcing me to meet his gaze.

“It hurts now, but the pain will stop. You are mine. And that’s all that matters.” I gave him a slight smile and wiped the tears from my eyes. I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Now c’mon. We need to get back to the mansion before dawn. There will be plenty of time to enjoy the night later.”

“Yes master.” He wrapped me in his arms and in the blink of an eye; we were back at the mansion. We stripped down and got into the coffin together. He wrapped me in his arms and I lay against his bare chest. After laying there a few more minutes. I let sleep overtake me. Me and my master. And we lived happily ever after.

The End

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