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Vixen_Mistress

Vixen_Mistress

Supernova
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Nov 21, 2009
Location
Arizona
Alice was young, and she had been tricked into falling for a very handsome man, but her life was not all happy and joyous before meeting him. Her adoptive parents were cruel and horrible, her life was hell before she met her new lover, and it seemed that this man did not care that she was low class, he was from what she knew a noble, but she had not heard of him before in the town, and for a high class man to be interested in a low middle class peasant was not common, but it was her beauty and personality that he seemed to like, not her status in society. After telling the man she could not be with him things took a turn for the worse. Alice was attacked on her way home from work and while the four planned on raping the poor girl the strange man had other plans, he came to her rescue killing three of the four men, but in the end she was caught in the cross fire and nearly killed, had it not been for the man she had met she would have been dead permanently.

What happened next was a blur to her in mind, but her body remembered, he had changed her without her knowing, exchanging blood, and bedding her. He made short work of the young beauty and made her his new pet and lover, or at least that is what he asked of her, giving her the choice to be with him or he would show her how to survive and let her go. Now it was the third day after being turned and he wanted her to return to the village to hunt, and in order to do so she would have to return to the village using her senses instead of a map or lead there, but he left out a major detail about staying out of his rivals terrain in the forest and that night accidently stumbled on the boundary of his land without realizing it.

Alice stood about five foot five, average if not a little slender size for a woman of her age, 20 at most, her long dark red hair fell to her mid back and was tied back out of her face with a dark blue ribbon showing her deep dark blue eyes from beneath the long straight bangs caressing her cheeks, her eyes were something that she possessed before being changed and made her dark red hair stand out as well as her pale pearly white skin. She was flawless, her curves perfect for any man, the change had done nothing except preserve her beauty, she had looked like this before being changed, it had merely been hidden by unflattering clothing and peasant garb so no one saw how beautiful she really was once cleaned up. Her bust was a firm C and her hips were perfectly proportioned. Her full lips let out a sigh as she walked through the woods in her long dark sapphire blue dress with silver embroidery and a silver chain belt around her hips showing off her slender figure. Unless trained others would not have known what she was, her makeup made her look like she was still alive and her body had never gone cold as others do her body remained warm, she seemed unique and her master loved it and her. She looked around slowly unable to shake the feeling of being followed and watched, her breathing soft, a natural habit from being alive.
 
His eyes were bright green like flecks of emerald and they had once been considered kind, filled with compassion and warmth, but that was long ago and now they betrayed nothing as he looked out over his territory from his terrace on the top floor of his own manor. He knew his most hated rival, a vampire whom he considered so vile that he would not even speak his name, had recently gone to the town that lay between their lands as a neutral zone, most likely to feed. Vincent was quite annoyed with himself, again he hadn't taken the opportunity to strike out and get revenge for his beloved Catalina, after three hundred years her death remained unavenged and the uneasy truce between he and his rival still stood. With a snarl he decided that three hundred years was far to long... and it was time that he did something to lure his rival to him.

Then, almost as if in answer to a silent prayer he got what he had craved. The wind had shifted and carried toward him the scent of a young vampire, female... and covered in the scent of his rival. Was it possible that a freshly sired vampire had wandered into his territory. This was to good of a chance for Vincent to possibly pass up, one never made a vampire lightly so if he had turned her... then it would make her excellent bait. Without a moment to spare Vincent moved and dressed, pulling on black leather pants and a cotton shirt, a leather jacket also black warming his cool body. A quick check in the mirror made sure that he was looking his best, wouldn't do to go hunting while looking less then perfect. The black of the clothing matched his shoulder length hair perfectly and it also made his tall and muscular body appear much more slim then it was while highlighting the paleness of his skin, not quite the eggshell white of other vampires but still making him stand out a bit from a mortal.

Then finally satisfied with his appearance he moved out towards his prey, not bothering to take a horse because he was able to move much more swiftly and silently on his own. It didn't take long before he was able to see her and when he did her beauty took his breath away, or at least would have if he was breathing, it had been three hundred years since he had seen a young lady who could be compared to this young vampire. A small smile spread over his lips as he drew closer to her, at first he had just intended to use her as bait to draw in prey but it seemed as though he might be able to have a little bit of fun with her fist. However these thoughts distracted him and without watching his step carefully a twig broke beneath his foot, the loud crack sounding through the forest and no doubt giving away his position.
 
Alice walked carefully through the woods making as little noise as she could, having a bad feeling about the place as she walked, her long hair swaying with her movements as she looked around. But the moment she caught the scent of something her body tensed, there was another vampire near by, her question was if it was a friend or foe, and if so why would they bother the young girl, especially since most would not touch her because of the scent of her master. He had of course told her a little of the man who's love he had killed or something, but he seemed as upset by it as her lover must have been, confusing poor Alice as she sat at his feet while he play the violin and she sang for him. Her master had intended on her being his lover, but he had yet to make such a strong connection that he would be able to locate her easily or go into her mind at his will, she was strong and he did not want to control her, he liked her as she was and wanted her to be his, a romantic if she had even met one.

The twig snapping behind her brought the young girl spinning quickly while backing away from the man there, even though she was young she was still faster than a human, and could smell him close, there was no doubt he was coming after her, but to what end she did not know. She could tell he was far older than her, but she was not sure if he was older or more powerful than her master was, but she did not want to find out since it did not matter at the moment, if he was who she though she was in for it, but she did not know what he would do to her. Taking a calming breath she felt a little stupid, she had no need to breath, it was just natural and helped her calm her nerves. She slowly stepped back, looking around to make sure it was just him, not wanting to find more vampires about to gang up on her, since it had happened once to a new blooded vampire, he was taken, toyed with, and tortured by a large coven, completely broken because his master was not there to claim him, and she did not want the same thing to happen to her.

Her deep blue eyes looked at him, not blinking, afraid she would blink and he would disappear in that split second and attack her. "Who are you? What do you want?" She asked, her voice so soft, a singer without a doubt, as well as a dancer from her figure. The sound of her voice was as smooth as velvet and she had not even learned to meddle with peoples minds with her voice, so it was all natural, but if she did learn she would rival even her own master in power, she seemed so young, but others were more unique and powerful than some, but if she was ever going to get that good she would need to be taught and she could be up there with the masters in a few hundred years or so. She tried to back away a little more from him, her pearl white skin almost glowing in the moonlight with the silver of her chain around her waist, and the dress.
 
Vincent swore silently to himself as he heard the branch snap beneath his feet, he had hoped to take her swiftly without her even realizing he was there until he was upon her, this sort of situation would only give her time to run or even try to fight him. She might be a newborn but Vincent hadn't gained a great deal of power be being incautious, one of his favorite sayings was that the worlds best swords man had only fear the worst. Backed into a corner he would have no idea how the newborn might react, caught off guard she could lash out in an unexpected way, getting lucky and harming him, perhaps even slamming him into a tree where a wayward branch might pierce his heart.

Of course he could remedy the situation, she might know that he was there but she was young and he could prey on her youth and fears in order to gain advantage over her. As she spoke, asking who he was and what he wanted he let out a low chuckle, if she took after her master with his ability to use his voice to sway then she would be quite potent indeed. Luckily Vincent had plenty of experience dealing with that particular talent and had was unfazed in the least. “He didn't warn you did he?” Vincent asked, still chuckling at her question as he stepped further into the open, now fully exposed to her and drawing closer. “Or perhaps he did and you didn't pay enough attention, your master is someone who took something from me long ago, something I valued very much... and I think it is only fair that I take something from him as well.”


Then he moved, closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye, faster then even the reflexes of a newborn vampire would be able to react. “I really don't want to kill you.” He whispered into her ear, a grin wide across his face and showing his fangs quite clearly now. “Though it would probably pain him quite a bit to loose such a lovely child I want to repay him for what he did with interest.” Reaching out he grasped her arm, his fingers digging in without care for the pain that he would cause her. “If you come with me willingly then I give you my word that I will return you to your master on one piece, if not then I will send you too him limb by limb, keeping your head and heart as trophies.” Cruel and a little brutal but after what had happened Vincent was had;y the forgiving type.
 
Seeing him she had a guess that she knew who he was, but she had thought he would not attack her and her master did not give her his name. She was worried and frightened, even as a young vampire she had a lot to fear, she was not nearly as strong as he was, and she had been sent to hunt so at the moment she was hungry and that was helpful to her, but also a huge downfall. His question verified who he was and she nodded slowly, "Yes he told me about you, never said your name, but he told me about you," she answered. Her master had yet to truly have power over her, and while she had an attraction to him he had not spent enough time with her in order to have the control all masters did. So Alice did find this male attractive as well, and while his physical abilities were much greater than her own he would have a difficulty trying to meddle in her mind to control her since her master had changed her, and not him.

His movement went as a blur and she barely managed to see any of it, and before she knew it he was so close to her she could almost feel his power radiating through his clothing. She tried to step back but he had already taken a hold of her arm and then felt his nails dig into her flesh. She gave a yelp of pain, despite she had been changed pain was just the same as human, she just did not die from it and would heal faster than a human, but if he were to hurt her she knew it would take her days to heal, and that did not sound fun. His offer was all she could really believe, she had to go with him either way, and she wanted to go back to her master in one piece, not many. Nodding she looked at the painful grip he had with his nails in her flesh the blood slowly flowing out, over his finger tips and tapping against the ground. "Fine, I will go with you. But what are you going to do to me? I was not the one that wronged you, if you want my master I know he will come looking for me." She asked, not really wanting to know the answer, but she did not want it to be a surprise either.

Her frightened sapphire eyes looked up at him for a moment, a different color seemed to be slowly swirling in with it, hints of red, she was hungry and him harming her was not helping, she would need to eat soon, not that she could really starve from not feeding, but her mind would begin to adjust in order to get what her body needed. She had seen her master starve another vampire he had made before to show her the effect and it frightened her, her master held out a goblet of blood and the other seemed to crawl on the ground for it till he made it to her masters ankles then begged and pleaded for it, kissing up his boot and then stopped at his knee begging for the blood, it had taken more than one cup full for him to go back to normal, but he did, and he had remembered what had happened even after. She wondered if he was going to be that cruel or if he would just use her to draw her master out.
 
Never mentioned his name, that was amusing, it seemed that Mikial viewed Vincent's name as a taboo the same way that Vincent refused to speak the name of his own rival, preferred to avoid dwelling on it at all if it could be avoided. IT was a shock though that he had told her much about Vincent at all, once they had been close friends, turned by the same sire until desire for the same woman had driven a wedge between the two of them and the loss of that young woman had turned distance to hatred. A sore subject to say the least for Vincent and he assumed it was the same for his former friend. “No doubt he left out a few of the details, if he had then you would understand why I despise him so much... perhaps I will fill you in at some point.” That however was unlikely.

With his hand still on her he loosened his grip a little as he began to pull her towards his manor, she said she would come willingly so he saw no need to cause her unnecessary pain, at least not yet, nor did he see any reason to lie to her. “I am going to cause you a great deal of pain.” He told her with a small smirk. “I will be breaking you, using your body to fulfill my needs while at the same time waiting for your sire to come save you... which will of course be a trap.” The only question was if Mikial would come, how long it would take for him to realize something was wrong. It was very possible that he already sensed it if his bond with this one was strong enough, but Vincent suspected that it wasn't complete if she was agreeing to come with him so easily.

HE had of course seen the hunger in her eyes, it was so easy to see and he knew that one as young as her would not be adapt at controlling the hunger, she would need to feed often and the more he hurt her the more she would need... healing drained a vampire a great deal and blood was needed to restore them. The affects of the hunger was something Vincent was familiar with and more then willing to use in order to help break this one. As excited as he was at the prospect of what was to come the trip didn't take to long and soon Vincent was pulling her in through the front door of the Manor. “Welcome to your new home...” He paused, realizing he didn't know her name, “young one. For the foreseeable future you will live here serving me, that is if you want to have anything to eat... now I want you to remove that dress for me so I can examine my prize.”
 
She did not care what had happened between the two masters, it was none of her business, as he master had put it and she left it at that, but she did however hear a little and filled in a little with common sense, the rest she did not need to know, she was her master's and she knew that, she would try and be strong, but she was young and new, so where it would take centuries to break someone like him or her master it would not be so long for him to do the same to her. She worried about it as well, she did not like what he had said, about hurting her, she was not a fan of pain and saw no reason to be caused pain for something she had not done but she did not say it, she had already made her point and it seemed he did not care, he was so hell bent on revenge he wanted to hurt her as a way to get back at her master. When he mentioned causing her pain she tensed and pulled back a little shaking her head, "There is not reason for you to do that to me, and if I am not back by sunrise then my master will know what has happened and be here at sun down. Please don't hurt me." She asked softly, looking up at him as they reached his manor, her body shivering a little as she followed, having agreed to go with for her own self preservation, but she was also worried about her master, she did not want him to kill her master and then force her to stay, she would rather die than watch him kill her master before her eyes.

His order to remove her dress once inside was difficult, she was still a young lady and for him to order her to do such a thing frightened her, but she nodded and carefully removed her dress slowly, showing now only the stockings her noble slippers, the corset underneath, and a pair of silk panties. Her body trembled as she looked at the floor, her arms wrapping around herself as she stood there, "Please don't make me do this." She pleaded softly before she began to remove her stockings and shoes, then her corset, hesitating with her panties until she slid them off and to the floor all of her clothes in a neat pile, her left arm crossed over her chest hiding her nipples and her right arm slid down and to her opposite thigh to hide her naked womanhood, having shaved before she was changed she would never grow hair there again. Her eyes were looking away from him, and if she had a heart beat it would have been beating rapidly or even explode in her chest from how terrified she was right now. She had only had sex once and that was with her master, so she was still rather new to all of this, and being naked infront of her masters enemy was very uncomfortable. She felt like she wanted to cry, but did not, she had to refrain from doing so or she would have bloody tears going down her cheeks. She could not bring herself to look at him so she stared at the floor under her bare feet, her long red hair falling over her cheeks, not hiding her face from view, but trying to keep herself calm. "My name is not young one, its Alice, Sir." She said softly, her voice barely managing to be a little more than a whisper as she said her name.
 
Vincent was not a full, of course her sire would come for her, Vincent would be downright disappointed if he didn't. Of course Vincent would be more then ready for him when he came, he hadn't been idle the last three hundred years and in that time had made more then a few friends in his own territory, should Mikial enter then he would soon be caught alive and brought to Vincent, a quick message would ensure that it all went according to plan and Vincent would have his rival as a captive. On the other hand Mikial would surly sense that this was a trap and know the consequences of walking into it, if that were the case then Vincent would have him equally powerless and unable to do anything to save the lovely young vampire for fear of starting a war. “It matters not if he knows that I have you, one way or the other I will get what I want.” He said with a small smile as he watched her begin to undress for him, enjoying the sight of her modesty, so beautiful and shaved just how he liked it.

“You are gorgeous Alice.” He whispered, actually frozen in place for a moment by the sight of her unclothed body. All of his plans, plots and desires were put away as he admired her beauty. No it wouldn't do to just torture this beautiful creature, true he could cause her an unimaginable amount of pain but wouldn't it be more fun to possess her, Mikial had ended up killing Catalina when he sought to steal her from Vincent... so in return Vincent would take Alice from him, break her mind but not her body.

“I would really rather not hurt you Alice.” He whispered as he reached out to stroke her cheek with the knuckles of his hand, a tender gesture at odds with his earlier behavior. “If you behave yourself like a good girl then I won't cause you any more pain then I need to.” Then without warning his hand shifted, gripping her jaw and slowly squeezing to help make his point as he leaned in so his lips brushed against hers as light as a feather. “You will be a good girl won't you?”

Then just as suddenly as he had started to squeeze he released her. “Now why don't we get you something to drink, I always keep a source of blood on hand if I don't have the time to go out hunting.” Turning from her he made his way into the castle, only pausing to scoop up her silk panties as he did, a little bit of a trophy. “Please keep in mind Alice, the better you behave the less discomfort you will experience.” No, he intended to ensure that she in fact enjoyed herself a great deal as long as she was willing to behave herself, she would find happiness in service to him.
 
Alice felt a little odd as he stared at her, his expression was not the same as before as he looked at her, making her wondering if there was something wrong with her that he was just staring at, but she was not disfigured, and her master liked her body, as well as her mind the way it was, she hoped that he would be here soon to take her home, she wanted to be next to him, and in clothes again so badly. The man's compliment made her a little confused, but she gave a small bow of her head, not looking at him, "Thank you Sir, I am glad you think so." She said, hoping maybe he would not hurt her too much, but that was up to him and she knew it. She wanted her master to come in and put his arms around her to hide her and protect her, she was far too young to fight this male, and if she tried he would hurt her, and she did not want to know how much pain he would or could bring her.

Feeling the hand on her cheek made her flinch slightly, but she did not pull away, it was a kind gesture, confusing her even more, wondering why he would be doing such a kind thing to his enemy's lover, and pet. But that thought was pushed away as his hand gripped her tightly, forcing a whimper from her lips as she brought her eyes up for a moment to see his face close in and brush his lips against hers, he would find hers were soft, warm and silky smooth, perfect. She nodded to his question trying to find her voice to answer him the best she could, "I will try my best, I don't want to be hurt," She said softly, her voice still that same soft whisper from her as he released her.

She kept her arms around herself hiding her body, not feeling comfortable being without clothing around him, let alone if he had others around who would tease and make fun of her. She only hoped he would not allow others to do things to her, she had seen her master as well as a few of his friends play with one of their new children in her masters bed, she was forced to stay and watch, a warning that it could be her, but her master would never do that to her, he did not like to share her at all. She looked around the house while she could, not certain if he would put her in a room for the rest of her stay, or even lock her in a cage, she did not want to think about it as she followed him, wanting to feed so badly at the moment that her eyes were now a mix of dark purple, almost the red they were meant to be when too hungry, but she was focusing on other things to make the hunger take longer to creep up on her. "I will behave, as you put it, but that does not mean I have to like anything you do to me," She said softly, not talking back, or trying not to, she was just stating a fact, she was loyal to her master, at least for now while she was unharmed, pain and force were powerful and even though she would heal she would bend to pain little by little, but what confused her was how kind he was being with her for the moment after threatening her before. Her arms seemed to cover her body very well and she was tempted to ask for something to cover her more private parts atleast.
 
It was strange, her body was still warm though she was already dead. The warmth of the body was on of the first things to go when one was turned and yet his hand and his lips tingled a little bit with a phantom of the sensation that he had felt. This Alice was something of an oddity, something that should be treasured. Vincent was shocked that her master even let her out of his sight, something like her should be protected at all times lest something like this happen. Well Vincent wouldn't make the same mistake, he wouldn't be letting Alice out of sight even in his own home... the vampires he had turned might be loyal to him but were still vulnerable to temptation, and they probably hadn't encountered anything as tempting as Alice was.

And then as if responding to his thoughts he heard the vampires he had sired, sounded like they had decided to have a little bit of a party that night. As Vincent led Alice past the room that he had heard them in he stopped and pushed open the door, looking in and gesturing for Alice to join him. Through the door he could see what was practically an orgy taking place. “You don't have to enjoy what I do to you.” Vincent mocked her as he slipped an arm around her waist. By this point several of the rooms occupants, male and female had noticed him standing there with Alice and were gazing at her with undisguised hunger. “But I can assure you that I am quite skilled, it won't be long before I have you begging for my touch.” And beg she would.

Some of those that had been staring at her began to disengage from the festivities and approach, moving cautiously because they weren't aware of how their master might react. He let them draw close, almost enough to touch her while the arm around her waist held her in place. “That's close enough.” He growled and immediately they stopped in their tracks. “Alice here was turned by an old friend of mine and he will probably come for her soon, I want you all to be ready for that should the day come... now carry on and bring my new pet some blood, virgin preferably.” Then he continued to lead her down the hall toward his room.

“If you disobey my Alice I will turn you over to them.” He warned her as they entered his private chambers, a large room with a massive bed in the center of it, four poster with red hangings and sheets. Having her secure in his room Vincent began to undress, his jacket having just been removed when there was a knock at the door interrupting him. Angered at being interrupted he stalked to the door and pulled it open, only to find that whoever had knocked had been smart enough to avoid being seen by him and left a cup of blood behind. Taking the blood he walked back over toward Alice, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. “You look thirsty Alice.” He said with a small chuckle. “Would you like a drink, fresh spilled virgin.”
 
Hearing the people inside she did not want to be paraded around by him, and had never had so many people looking at her with such a look. She saw what they were going and seemed a little tense, most if not all of this beyond anything she had ever done. She looked at a few but would never look for long, too shy and frightened as she watched a few of them come closer. She however did not believe him when he said she would be begging for his touch, she wanted her master, for him to show up and for him to take her home, but that did not happen, instead they came closer to her and Vincent, her eyes flicking from one to the other and so on.

Seeing them get close enough to touch she instinctively moved closer to Vincent not wanting them to touch her, and he seemed to be the only thing that would stop the group from doing anything they wanted to her. Her head turned to look at Vincent as she heard the order for them to be ready for her master, so much hurt in her eyes as she looked at him, not wanting her maker to be hurt by them or Vincent himself. She was relieved to be lead out of the room, her body trembling as she followed to his room, stepping inside she saw him undressing and looked away, still a very shy and modest girl, and her loyalty to her master was very strong at the moment.

The knock at the door made her a little relieved and excited, knowing what he had asked be brought for her, and she was very hungry if not almost starving at this point. His question was not needed at all as she nodded her head, "Yes please." She answered, but she was worried what he would want in return for giving it to her in the first place, and if need be she would rather try to starve herself than be treated as a pet and trained to do as he ordered in order to eat. Looking down at herself she kept her arms over herself, still keeping her body parts out of his view as she spoke to him, her voice soft and wavering, showing she was still afraid, "May I have some clothes soon please? I feel vulnerable and uncomfortable like this." She explained softly as she looked up at him, hoping he was not as much of a monster as she thought he was.
 
Vincent sighed in annoyance as she looked away from him as he began to undress, this modesty was was quite attractive but was something that he would soon break her of, it would be a great deal of fun to spoil that innocence of hers. “Don't look away from me!” He barked at her his face twisted angrily for a moment before he regained his composure, the anger false but he suspected that it would be enough to inspire obedience from her. Punishing her would be a great deal of fun for him but it would be pointless unless she disobeyed him in some way, counterproductive when he was trying to break her rather then just hurt her.

Holding the blood carefully in one hand he continued to remove his shirt, revealing a body hard as though carved from wood but covered in several large and ragged scars that stood out even against his pale skin, though being a vampire meant being eternally the way you were once you were turned Vincent had not had an easy life before he was turned. “Clothing, I suppose we can arrange for you to have something to wear later on.” He said, looking over her carefully, his eyes hungrily consuming the flesh that was bared before him. “However you don't need any right now.”

As he spoke he dipped a finger in the goblet of blood, carefully swirling it around and around while he watched her carefully, waiting to see how she would watch that finger of his. He could smell it, mouth watering in fresh, his servants had been good enough to make sure that they had brought him something straight from a virgins neck. “I think what you do need is a drink.” Raising the finger from the goblet he brought it to his lips, slowly licking it clean before dipping it again and holding it out to her. “Come get what you need Alice, I am not so cruel that I would starve a new born.”
 
She was easily startled, and hearing the bark toward her she looked up, a little hesitant since she was only suppose to be interested in her master's body, not his as well. She watched him, but her hunger was much more than her want for his body. She was glad to hear he might give her clothing and her frown and fear from before was not quite there as he placed the finger covered in blood in his mouth, her eyes on the blood on the finger and she looked absolutely starving by this point that when he offered it she got off of the bed and cautiously walked over to him, like a pet afraid to take food from its master, afraid it might be a tease or trick, or want something in return for the food. She took a gentle hold of the goblet, her eyes on the liquid inside before looking up at him making sure he was not just teasing and tempting her.

Once she had the goblet she waste not a single second to get the blood into her mouth and in her body, making sure to get what she could before wiping her mouth daintily and offering him the cup back not certain where to place it. Almost right away her eyes had returned to the color of dark sapphires, a beautiful blue as it had been before. She was nervous, what did he have planned now, she had had only one arm hiding her lower region when she drank the blood, and now that the goblet was out of her hand and empty she had her arms nervously wrapped around herself. "Thank you Sir." She said softly, clearing for the drink which seemed to help her a great deal, making her look much more healthy.
 
As she drank the blood a smile that could only be called mischievous grew across his lips, she had played right into his hands. Being a newborn vampire she might not understand that a virgins blood was perhaps the most powerful aphrodisiac that a vampire could find, a virgin brought here to be a meal often didn't remain a virgin for long in the care of his servants making it even more uncommon, a practical rarity that he was providing for her. “I am glad that you enjoyed the meal there Alice but you left a little bit of it untouched.” HE smirked a little bit as he raised the blood dipped finger before her lips, tempting her with just a little bit more to sate what might be a boundless hunger. Honestly he would have rather she had gone for the blood on his finger rather then taking the gauntlet from him at first, however her boldness was something that he would be able to take advantage of later on, it just showed how much she needed that blood, willing to forsake her modesty just to slake her thirst.


Reaching out with the hand that wasn't hanging before her face he carefully pulled at her wrist in order to reveal that last amount of her hidden flesh to him rather then taking the goblet back from her, her flesh was more important to him then some pretty little cup. “You know I have considered what you said earlier, my problem is not with you but with your master.” He said softly as though he had actually been thinking such a thing. “Now I won't be letting you go, I want to have your master come here, but that doesn't mean that your stay here must be uncomfortable.” As he spoke that hand that had moved her wrist began to stroke her thigh, the touch light and nearly innocent so far but teasing with feather like strokes and drawing closer to her core with infinite patience. “I want you to enjoy your time with me Alice, in fact I intend to ensure that you have the time of your life."
 
Seeing the bit of blood on his finger she wanted to resist it, but she could not, she had been hungry, and needed it badly, even down to the last little bit that was on his finger. She was a little cautious as her lips closed over his finger to clean the blood off of it before he began to pull her arm away from her body, a whimper coming from her as she looked up at him dropping the cup on instinct as she felt his hands on her shaking her head, "I... I am my master's... not yours." She managed to say as she looked away from him, knowing she could not back it up at all, he was stronger and on top of that he had the servants and others downstairs waiting to play with her if she misbehaved. Glancing back up at him she was worried about what he was talking about when his fingers touched her warm flesh, making her squirm a little against his grip.

She was disappointed as she heard he would not be letting her go, hurt in her eyes at this news shaking her head slowly, "I don't want to be here, if you are going to kill my master I do not want to stay here after, I was a slave to him, and I don't want to be the same to you as well." She managed to mutter as her legs tried to cross and keep him at bay, but if he moved her to the bed she would probably put up less a fight. "What are you going to do to me, first you say you are going to torture me, now this?" She asked in a wavering, but beautiful voice. She was not sure what it was about the virgin's blood but she would remember not to drink it again as her body relaxed against his touch, her body frightening even herself.
 
Even her mouth, not just warm but hot, in vampires that was one of the few places that maintained any warmth at all but her mouth was more then just the luke warmth of a vampires mouth, it was almost like the mouth of a human, so hot and moist, so perfect. Glancing to the floor at the sound of the cup he smirked a little bit, she might be protesting but she wasn't trying to stop him, at least not in any great or proactive way. “Your master doesn't know how to take care of a woman as perfect as you.” He teased her. “I bet that when he first turned you he took his time to gently make love to you... and while I am sure that was very nice there is so much more that I can show you, real sex should be about passion, unbridled desire that leaves both people exhausted and unable to move for hours after wards.”

Speaking he gently pushed her back as his fingers continued their teasing, brushing across that bare slit in her flesh for the first time just as the back of her legs hit the bed. “You might claim that you are his slave but I see no collar on you, I see no brand or piercings that declare to the entire world that you belong to him.” Leaning in his lips brushed across her neck, his fangs dragging gently across her flesh before he nipped her. “What I am going to do might seem like torture Alice, I intend to make you beg for me, I am going to make you forget all about that insignificant speck of a man who you call your master.” His fingers pressed harder against her now, twisting and moving in small circles against her flesh before parting the slit and sliding slowly up into her. “Why kill him when I can take you from him, to make him feel the same loss that he made me feel?”
 
His comment surprised her but she nodded trying to pull away from the hand between her legs, letting out a whimper, "Yes he was gentle, and I did enjoy it for my first time, it was what I wanted, and what he wanted, he was gentle with me for my first time, I even begged him to be and he was kind enough to give me that." She said, a soft snap in her voice as she felt the bed against the back of her legs, nearly falling over. She had barely managed to stay up, until he brought his lips to her neck making her fall back, startled as she looked up at him she eyes wide with worried and fear. "I may have no collar but I am his." She said, the only problem was his fingers were now rubbing her so roughly she had a difficulty making a protest other than to ask him to stop, and that came out as a whimper.

The feeling of his fangs to her neck made her shiver and a whimper went through her, another soft protest as she leaned her head to the side for him, knowing if he wanted it he could take anything, so it was better for her to give in. But the mood was ruined as he mentioned why he was doing this, and her hand grasped his, stopping his movement as she looked up at him angrily, "If you are only doing this for revenge then stop right now, it is not nearly as pleasurable if it is not for just you and myself, I don't want to be used like this for your revenge, and while pleasure is good, I don't want it if you have no feelings for me and just revenge against him on your mind." She said, hoping he would understand her protest, looking up at him, basically saying she did not want him to say this was for revenge, even if it was she would prefer him lie to her and say it is for her, or the both of them, to be somewhat romantic instead of taking his revenge out on her, it seemed to damper her mood now that she knew it was because of the other woman that he was doing this, and she did not want it to be about anyone except the two of them at the moment.
 
She had so much spirit, facing down someone who wanted to use her to hurt her master and could easily just kill her in order to get that done but instead wanted to enjoy her body as the method... yet she was still brave enough to try to refuse him, to look at him with such anger and defiance. It was certainly a good thing because a weak little mindless girl would not interest him in the least. The more time he spent around her the less it became about just revenge, he still wanted to hurt her master, that feeling was still there and never diminish but he also wanted her, wanted to possess her, wanted her to submit to him... to have her want him more then she wanted her master.

That however wouldn't be easy, but then again nothing worth having wasn't worth the effort it took to possess it. Vincent had enjoyed many lovers since losing Catalina but this was the first one that he had truly desired like this. It was refreshing, like waking up from a long sleep. Even as she pulled his hand away he merely put it right back where it had been, his greater strength making it quite easy to do. “If I just wanted revenge then I would have torn you apart and strung your body parts on the edge of my territory as a message.” He growled into her ear before pushing her back onto the bed. He was not the patient sort, Mikial had always been more subdued and reserved while Vincent was the opposite, he was ruled by his passions and unable to keep things back, impulsive, headstrong...

“I am coshing this path because I desire you, I want you... and I always get what it is that I want.” He growled as he knelt at the edge of the bed, his hands grabbing her legs and pulling her closer to him while at the same time spreading them wide. “Did your master take the time to eat you before he took you?” He asked with a small smirk, dragging his fangs up along her thigh. “Personally it is something I have always enjoyed... and my favorite place to drink from it a vein right beneath the crotch.” There his fangs pricked her, drawing a drop of blood that was quickly lapped up before a kiss was placed on her slit. “Even if he did I can guarantee that it will be much more enjoyable with my tongue.” Then he began slowly, his tongue running up and down her slit, brushing over her clit and then training down to her anus, lingering there before sliding back up again. After several of these trips he thrust his tongue deep inside of her, twisting it around as his fingers moved to tease her clit.
 
Feeling him overpower her was not too surprising and she had not done it to tell him she did not want it, while that was part of it she needed to be able to concentrate on speaking so when his hand went back to toying with her she gave a soft moan, nodding her head, allowing him to do what he wanted now as she lay there feeling him rubbing her was new, her master had been slow and gentle with her so it was not bad, or as bad as it could have been. She let him push her back down and looked up at him, "Do what you want, I just wanted to be sure this was not just for him." She muttered softly as she heard his question, looking at him a little confused. But as his mouth trailed down and lower to her womanhood she wanted to close her legs but refrained, not wanting to anger him as she lay there letting out soft whimpers.

"But I do not belong to you, I was changed by my master." She muttered, not really arguing since there were a few ways to remedy that such as her master had not let her feed from him enough to have a connection, so in all honesty if Vincent were to feed from her and then allow her to feed from him he could claim her as his and even though he did not change her he would be her master more so than Mikial. She felt the prick at her thigh and a gasp came from her, not expecting it as she looked down at him then just as he began licking and lapping up her slit and causing herself to grow very wet her hips responded, thrusting against his tongue when she could as she lay inter him until he brought his tongue to plunge inside her, making the helpless girl scream in pleasure, her hips thrusting against his tongue as her sparking eyes widened in pleasure and surprise.
 
He could taste it in her blood, she had not been bonded closely with her master yet. Aside from the initial turning she had not been fed his blood nor had she really been fed upon by him very much. To vampires such a thing was as intimate as sex, perhaps even more so. Of course he couldn't just force her to drink his blood, doing so was inelegant and worthless but if she fed from him in the heat of the moment it would work much better, passion making both of their blood much more potent. “Its funny.” He whispered with his lips against her thigh, his teeth raking her again and causing small scratches that drew a small amount of blood. “You protest over and over again that you belong to someone else, that I am not your master and yet you are moaning and withering beneath my lips as though you have never felt this pleasure.” Ironic that the kinder Mikial might not have eaten her out, when they had been turned Mikial had been the artist for their mistress while Vincent had been her protector... perhaps her warrior was needed to awaken the pleasure of the newborn.

After licking the blood from her leg until she healed he began to work his way up her body, his tongue teeth and lips teasing her the entire way up, pausing at her navel and nipples and even nibbling on her collar bone a little bit. “A master isn't someone who changes you, a master is someone who teaches you, protects you, takes care of your needs and is in returned loved.” He told her as he began to push down his pants, his cock long and hard springing free right away and resting against her thigh. “I would have never let you out of my sight, I never would have let anyone capture you like this...” Biting the inside of his cheek to draw blood he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth to let the blood flow from him to her as he pressed into her.
 
She was startled, surprised, and did not know what to do, his words were true, she had never felt anything like this, her maser had taken her but never teased her, but then again there was a good reason, "When my master took me I was dying, he did not want to change me and have me remain a virgin forever, so he took me, used illusions to make me feel no pain from my wound, and then after we were finished and I was so close to death he could feel it he changed me, so there was no time for this type of thing, then he taught me a few things, but never got to show me much more than that." She admitted as she quaked underneath him, moaning and groaning as he continued to play with her.

His movement was slow and she enjoyed every movement as he traveled up her body, hearing his words, her body arching to just touch and feel his, wanting that attention and affection, and he was giving it to her. While he spoke she did not realize that he was removing his pants until his cock was against her thigh, making her squirm a little, feeling a bit nervous, but she looked back up at him, "That is why I care for my master and love him, he knew I did not want to constantly be watched, he would not keep me caged in his home like many others would, I don't want to be a pet or slave to anyone, I will love my master, but he is also suppose to teach me to take care of myself in his absence, I don't want to be a caged bird for eternity." She muttered before his lips connected with her own and she kissed him back, surprising even herself. The blood however she was uncertain of, not knowing what he was doing or why, but she was hungry and accepted it, his was different, powerful like her master's, but she had no idea what he was doing to her as she drank it willingly.
 
That was interesting, Vincent in his place might have chosen to keep her chastity intact, allowing him to take her virginity again and again throughout all eternity but this wasn't terrible either, it just showed that Vincent might be a little bit more selfish or perhaps was thinking of something else. But the fact that she might want to be free was something else entirely, sure he could understand her desire to have independence and freedom, but as young and inexperienced as she was she would need a little time to learn, to get used to her powers and know how to summon her master should she be any real danger. If she had just been given a little more time to learn Vincent would have never been able to take her like this, if only he had bonded closer to her then VIncent wouldn't be able to steal her away and keep her to himself for all time like he planned to do now.

These thoughts however were driven from his mind as he entered her, warm and tight around him like nothing he could remember experiencing in quite some time, her moisture easing the entry a great deal but he still had to push to get inside. No other vampire had ever felt this way to him, she was so hot, almost as hot as a human would feel, but with her durability she would be able to handle so much more then a human could. With a grin on his face at that thought he broke off the kiss. “Enjoy it do you?” He asked as he reached up to cup the sides of her head in both hands and bring it to the side of his neck. “Go on then Alice, I want you to drink deeply, it will make everything feel much better for you.” As he spoke his head dipped down to her neck, his fangs sinking into her neck as he slowly pulled at the vein.
 
Feeling him enter her was something different entirely, she felt hot, bothered and after drinking ever a little from him she wanted more as well as for him to enter her more and more, the heat of the moment had taken over her for the time being and she was slowly loosing herself to him as she drank from his lips, the moment he entered her however she let out a sweet loud moan, her voice ringing out in the room and possibly down the halls, but she did not care. She did not even mind that he wanted her, if he could offer her what she wanted as her master had she might even willingly remain with him, but the thing she wanted most was to come and go as she pleased, her master however had not had her drink much and had asked that she return at a certain time and just taught her enough to handle humans, but beyond that this fledgling was far too young do go out on her own without her master next to her.

When he asked her about enjoying it she could not get out words so she nodded, giving soft moans of pleasure as she lay there under him, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. She knew her master enjoyed her body because of the warmth, but she had not realized how good someone else could feel, especially this man, who was a stranger, but seemed to know more than she did, she wondered if she was wrong to be doing this, but her mind pushed that aside and as he pumped into her she let out soft sweet sounds, her voice so beautiful it could have been music. She felt him lean in and the moment his fangs pierced her skin she flinched, a soft whimper escaping her before she felt the effect of the bite, her body feeling like it was melting like butter, and without thinking she did as he had said, leaning her head a little so she could bite as well and feed from him. The moment her own fangs pierced she began to drink deeply, her hips reacting to what was going on while her hands released his sheets and instead wrapped around him gently for support. Thoughts of her master had been pushed away so easily, clearly the connection between her and himself were not strong and had she stopped and stopped him she would not have belonged to either, but she continued, wanting this so badly as she drank from him, hoping he would not loose interest in her once he had her, that small thought ran through her mind as he slid his cock in and out of her, but she tried not to think about it, she wanted to enjoy this so much more.
 
HE wanted to be rough, he wanted to be violent, he wanted to fuck her like no one else ever had but for the time being he remained relatively careful and gentle with his motions, his hips rolling against hers slowly, his movements shallow but effective, stirring about her insides in order to explore and learn what she liked, the most sensitive parts of her feminine folds before he began to truly show her the way that only a vampire could fuck, the passion and violence that only their kind were capable of, a roughness that will leave them bruised but would break a mortal in half, the kind of violence that could crack walls. That would have to wait until she was done with her drinking, doing so not may just end up having both of them bleeding far more heavily then they should have. Those noises that she was making surly wasn't helping things either, they were driving him mad with desire, he had no been so aroused in centuries and when the time came for him to cut loose it would be unlike anything else she had thought was possible.

“Thats right.” He growled as he slipped his fangs from her neck and licked the rapidly healing punctures that had been left there by his experienced bite. “Drink deeply Alice.” The more she drank the more he could feel the connection between them growing, he had drank enough to know where she was but the more she drank the more she would be able to feel him, the greater the connection would become from her end. At his age with his power his body was replenishing the blood almost as quickly as she drank it. “You are young and need more strength then human blood will provide to you, Mikial should have been feeding you from the very beginning.” A new idea was forming in his mind, perhaps let her go, only to summon her back to him... just to demonstrate the power that he now held. Of course this connection went two ways.
 
His words seemed so far away, she had been hungry and this was far better than the virgin she had been fed earlier, she could feel how strong he was and fed deeply until she could not take much more without over feeding herself. She released her bit slowly and carefully, licking over the wound as he had to heal it instantly. The entire time her hips rolled with his thrusts, meeting every thrust as she decided to lay back against the bed relaxing, and surprisingly enough she had not blood on her face or lips as though it had never happened. She had drank as much as she could without getting sick and now looked up at him, slightly feeling the connection between them, it was just barely a little more than what she and Mikial had, but it was there. She ignored it for now however as she continued to moan and groan underneath her new master, knowing he would not accept anything less that taking her away from Mikial, and she could not fight it, or him, she was too young and weak, even though fledglings were strong, they were not strong enough, and while she was stronger than other young ones she was nothing compared to Vincent.

She moaned softly and sweetly as he continued to go in and out of her slowly, carefully, and gently, not taking her as a monster would yet, but she knew it was in a vampires nature to go from being soft and sweet to outright painful, and she was anticipating it at the moment, not that she did not mind it, she actually liked the roughness she had just wanted to be sure it was maybe something more than just a fuck for him, and more than just using her for revenge, but he had told her it was more than that, and she hoped she could trust him and believe him, so now here she was willingly under him and giving herself to him, finding herself a little more passionate about him than her own master for the lack of feelings toward her, he had simply wanted her for her body and unique traits, and that was all, not that he would admit it to Alice, he wanted her to believe that he loved her so she would love him back wholeheartedly, and she had though she had, but the more she thought about it the more her mind became clouded and uncertain about her old master, and wondered if her new master was the same, however she did not realize he would be able to feel her feelings at the moment and her thoughts could be heard like a soft whisper of doubt to herself.
 
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