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Pagan_Goddess

Super-Earth
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Aug 7, 2010
Kyra followed the other slaves in a line. Her head down, eyes down cast. This was one of the few times Kyra cursed her looks. Because of them she'd been taken.

Vampires lived, ruled, the village Kyra lived in. In return for not eating everyone, the village willing gave whoever was chosen to the vampires to be auctioned off as slaves. This was where Kyra was headed.

Her hands where cuffed together and chained to her feet to prevent her from making an escape. Not that it made any difference. You couldn't out run a vampire. Kyra looked up and saw it was her turn next.
 
Vyran stood quietly, his silver eyes carefully watching each 'item' as they were brought out. So far none had really grasped his attention, but he knew that he'd eventually spot one. Hopefully more entertaining than his last, he had become bored with her and as was his custom used her for a more pressing need.
 
Kyra stepped out onto the stage, doing her best to hide behind her long black hair. Please let no one be interested in me... she thought to herself. She took a quick glance at all the vampires before her and her heart beat sped up dramatically. Something she knew would only excite those bidding on her.
 
His calm, almost bored gaze locked on the next girl, he studied every feature of her that he could see. He gestured slowly at the auctioneer, "I'll take her", his voice gave off the same bored air. The night ahead would prove to be an interesting one, he was not as pleasant as his looks would portray.
 
Kyra froze as she heard someone, a man speak up, saying he'd take her. Her heart was racing at this stage. Her feet were unchained so she could walk properly and a chain was attached to the collar on her neck like a lead. Like this she was led to her new owner. She would be handed over as soon as money changed hands. She bit her lip as she was led down, accidentally making it bleed.
 
Vyran took a bag from his belt and set his down on a table, "There, four hundred and fifty gold, as agreed". He turned his gaze to the girl, "Name?", he took the chain attached to her collar and led her outside to his coach. He was rather wealthy by immortal standards, and so if she behaved the girl would have many luxuries.
 
Kyra's eyes, currently a deep green colour, went wide as she heard how much she went for. She looked at her buyer from underneath the vale her hair offered. "Kyra." She said in an almost inaudible whisper. She licked her lip trying to stop the blood flowing from it.
 
He was ignoring the smell of her blood, he did not want to damage her this soon, that would be to no good end. He helped her into the coach and as he climbed in after her and casually thumped the roof to signal the driver to move off. "We shall arrive at my home shortly, until then why not tell me a little about yourself", he said as he smiled.
 
Kyra positioned her hair to hide herself as best she could from him. Her eyes were more brown now as she bit her lip again at his question, causing it to bleed even more. That was always a problem she had, she bled too much and with her elivated heart beat there seemed to be no stopping it. With her head bent, a drop of it fell onto her hand. She barely noticed. "There's nothing to tell..." She managed to whisper out.
 
As he watched the droplet fall to her hand everything seemed to slow, he moved towards her and then with a sudden jerk smashed himself back against the seat and snarled baring his fangs. "Not only are you careless, you are disobedient", he hissed, "You will answer my questions when I ask them".
 
I jumped at his movement and bit through more of my lip. My heart felt like it could burst right out of my chest with how strongly it was beating. My eyes were now a deep brown, almost black. "I did answer it." I raised my head for the first time. "I told you there's nothing to tell." I hissed back. Not caring that as I talked, my blood flowed smoothly down my chin and neck. No matter how scared I was, my defiant streak wouldn't vanish.
 
"You are beginning to test me girl", his left hand had been gripping the edge of his seat and there was a sharp crack as the wood splintered in his grip. "You sure you want to see the darker side of me", his voice was slowly becoming a snarl.
 
My eyes flashed as he spoke. I was beginning to gain a little confidence. Especially now that I could see I was getting to him. I very slowly licked a little blood off my lower lip and spread it over my top one then bit the lower one until it bled even more. "My name is Kyra. Not girl." I snarled.
 
"You will earn your name slave", he drew out the final word, his temper was nearing its limit. The coach came to a stop, he threw open the door and dragged her out by her chain, "If you want to act out, you will be punished".
 
I resisted his pull and got out at my own pace. I stared up at his home then at him. His threat didn't bother me even though I had no doubt in my mind. I was used to being punished even if I hadn't done anything. Might as well do something a little worth while if I'm going to be punished anyway. I thought to myself. So I walked slowly up to him, my eyes flashing a deep blue now. When I was close to him I ran a finger over my bottom lip and then brushed it on his before holding it under his nose. "Want a taste?" I whispered.
 
He brushed her hand away with one hand and wish the other he lashed out and caught her across the cheek with the back of his hand. He calmed visibly after that, and slowly licked her blood from his lip. "Do you want to end up like my last play thing?", his voice was cold and hard.
 
The slap stung and made me step back a bit but didn't phaze me. I was used to that kind of thing. I stepped back up to him again. I decided to make this a little more fun. Hell I was going down anyway. "That would probably be a mercy." I whispered before licking my lip again, the blood still flowing and then, standing on tipy toes, I used my tonuge to put my blood on his lips. Not once but twice. The second time slipping it inside his mouth.
 
He pulled back and with another swift movement he knocked her legs from under her and pinned her to the ground. His self control was slowly wavering but he was no longer showing it, his face was stone and his eyes cold glass. "What are you trying to do girl", he hissed at her, his face barely a centimeter from hers.
 
I couldn't help but laugh at the way he reacted. My eyes turned grey as he called me girl again. "My name is Kyra." I said in a sickly sweet voice. I ignored his question. Istead repeated what I had done before he pinned me. This time though I only did it once, chosing to cover my finger and slip that into his mouth. My heart beat escelated as I felt his fangs and I guessed hat, this close it must be getting to him as well. I turned my head to show him my neck clearly.
 
His body tensed up as he once again tasted her blood, his control broke slightly and he slowly sucked the blood from her finger. When she showed him her neck he moved towards it, acting on instinct now. Suddenly he came back to his senses and flung himself away from her, "Are you trying to get yourself killed", he roared.
 
I got up and laughed."I'm just having a little fun. I walked towards him again. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Can't handle your new slave girl?" I asked.
 
"I am just not one to waste something I paid for", he grabbed her by the arm, "Come with me". He dragged her inside and took her to a room just off the main foyer, he then attached her chain to a ring on the wall, "Let me see just how smart you can be now girl".
 
I just sat there and looked at him, not saying anything. Just staring. Then, very slowly, biting my lip to increase the slowing blood flow then licking it seductivly.
 
He advanced on her and pushed her against the wall, "What is it, hmmm, do you want to be bitten?!", his normally straight hair was all over the place now. It was more than obvious he was close to loosing his calm reserve.
 
Dark_Times said:
He advanced on her and pushed her against the wall, "What is it, hmmm, do you want to be bitten?!", his normally straight hair was all over the place now. It was more than obvious he was close to loosing his calm reserve.
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I gasped when he pushed me up against the wall and smiled to see he was losing his calm. I didn't reply, just repeated what I did outside with my tongue and then fingers.
 
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