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Dampylle and Me

D through some strange quirk of his blood could actually go for a few days without any real need for sleep though it did leave him a little more vulnerable when he did sleep if he pushed himself to utter exhaustion. Luckily he had actually slept every day for the last week so he was more than able to handle a day up and about. In fact he was still waiting for word from the village on the recent attack and so he wanted to wait to see if it arrived. He could hear that his new guest Alice was not sleeping soundly though he was not sure exactly why. Before he could think to much on it though a soft chime signaled that a message had arrived on the roof. He made his way up and found a carrier pidgin had landed which set off the alarm for the light weight triggering sensors, if it had been anything heavier the alarm would have been far different and had matching tactical response.

He took the small cylinder though and sent the bird back on its way. He headed back into the fortress that was his home and to the communications room. There he sat down and opened the tube. He was not surprised that a small device designed to store a message and other data was inside. It was a fairly common method of sending messages these days after all. He slipped it into a receptacle on the desk in front of him and began going over the message and the information attached. It was indeed about the attack but it seemed that what had taken three days was the investigation. Something had the towns people scared and some were not as willing to talk as they normally were. But in the end the good sheriff had found out why. One or two had seen some sort of deal go down but were scared half to death because of the attack. This was an odd coincidence as normally back room deals had nothing to do with the nobility who would simple send their own loyal thugs and mutants. Which is why the sheriff had forwarded this.... the girls new 'master' it claimed had actually payed off the drunks to take and try to rape her assuring them not only a large sum of money but that the sheriff would never lay a hand on them.

The info went on to explain how all the men involved had been found dead. However one had been holding a bloodied knife and the girl was no where to be found. To D this all stuck of a set up. The noble had only promised the Sheriff would never harm the men he hired, he had never bothered to tell them how. Such duplicity was a common trait in their dealings... it all painted a picture of a set up designed to ensnare a woman's trust and perhaps change her. Then he reached the info on the woman who was missing... and that was a bit of a surprise.

He now had no doubt Michael would come for her. He had gone to so much trouble to arrange having her turned and thinking he was some sort of rescuing hero.... he would not simply let her vanish on him. Though D wondered why send her back to the same village, unless he wanted to make sure that they knew she was dead and turned... perhaps even make her hate them for not looking for her. It was hard to say but either way D had even more reason to make the vampire pay now.
 
Alice slept for a few hours, still being young she needed the sleep, it would not be until she was atleast a month or so old that she could go a little without sleep, or wake early. She continued having the same dream over and over again, things not so clear to her about her master now, wondering how he knew, and why he did not kill the last man for what he and his group had planned to do, but she decided it best to just wait it out until her master came for her to ask him, but then again she knew deep down once he arrived he would be killed by D, and what worried her was she did not care, she had no connection because she had not been fed his blood enough to gain the connection a new born and master have, she should have still been drinking from him, but he had jumped the gun for some reason, wanting her to go and feed from someone in the village then he would feed her from his own blood when she returned, but by now he probably realized something was wrong, something had happened to his dear little pet lover. She finally woke slowly, looking around for a moment and was relieved to see he was still in the home of Dagon's, but she did not know why, maybe she did not trust her master, but either way she was in need of a bath, she had been sweating in her sleep, an odd thing for her to do, but that was only the half of it, and there were more odd things about her than that.

She got up slowly and walked to the room D had shown her to in order to shower before and after being covered in sweat, and having nightmares she needed some sort of relaxation, and a hot shower seemed to be a good remedy. She removed her clothing and set it to the side knowing they were clean so she would put them back on once she was finished. This time she took her time letting her mind wander a little, thinking for herself and in a soft mutter as she allowed the water to flow over her flawless body. "Why would I have nightmares about my Master... he saved me... didn't he?... And why did I feel like that when looking at D, I don't even know him, and he is suppose to be dangerous, why would I have an attraction... maybe it is just physical..." She sighed for a moment before turning to let the water run over her neck and chest. "I have never had that feeling about my master... maybe something is wrong with me... or is it not wrong, Master did say I still needed to feed from him... maybe I'm doubting him because I have not..." She murmured to herself before she brought her hands to wash her bust and then slid her hand down to her womanhood to make sure she was clean there, but the moment she touched she remembered seeing D, without his shirt and his hair down, the thought making her pull her hand away quickly and lean against the wall with the water washing down her.

Once finished she turned the water off and began to dry off, taking it slow, drying her body one section at a time, then her hair which seemed to have hardly gotten wet at all, just what she had been aiming for. She wrapped the towel around herself, holding the towel up barely with one hand and the folded up dress and undergarments in the other arm, she was lost in thought as she began to head back to the room she had figured she would accept as hers during her stay here in this place with him.
 
D had still not slept. Instead he had spent his time going over the information and researching a bit more based on what he had in the databases here in his little fortress. In the end he made copies of everything he had put together on the attack involving Alice and then went upstairs to send a copy back to the village elders. There was a chance they would hire him to deal with Michael on principle but either way he was sure the vampire would come looking for Alice sooner or later. He had gone through to much trouble to manipulate and ensnare her to just let her walk away. When it came down to it D was certain that he would put the vampire down like he had so many others but that raised the question of what to do long term regarding Alice.

He debated telling her but he was not sure if she would believe him even if he did. No it would be wiser to wait and if she asked about the recent attack in his territory he could give some details but without telling her any names. Otherwise he would have to eventually explain why her Master was to be hunted or deserved outright execution at some point. As he thought about these things he retrieved the condensed plasma tablets, made from real blood unlike the synthetics he had given her earlier. This was the way a great deal of blood was stored or transported as it required no cold storage or insulation for transport.

He was still shirtless and his hair was down as he made his way back towards his room not even thinking about how his appearance might affect Alice. He took out two of the tablets though and set one beside a glass and a warmed pot of water. He used some of the warmed water to prepare the second tablet and sip at it himself. He would need to be properly fed after all should her master return sooner rather than later.
 
Alice went back to the room with the dress in her arms and began to get dressed again, sighing softly now that she felt a little better but there was something on her mind, things that just did not add up in her head, and she thought about asking D since he had mentioned her master and a few things that he had done, and wondered if D knew something she did not. Once fully dressed she began heading in the direction of his room, wanting to ask him her question. Her eyes were already purple again, and she did not notice it, she had far too much on her mind to notice or care that she was getting hungry. Once to his room however she remembered him being shirtless and his hair down and bit her lip softly at the thought, but shook it from her head as she tapped on the door softly, "Dagon, are you there? May I ask you something?" She asked softly before pushing the door open little and stepping in to see him again without a shirt and hair still down, her eyes quickly looked at the floor to try and keep her thoughts in her head instead of letting her mind stray to unpure thoughts.

"Y-You had mentioned... my master had come through here and were clearly angry with him for that, why? Is there something you know about him that I don't?" She asked softly as she kept here eyes on the floor, a hand running through her long hair absently as she found her mind starting to wonder what his skin felt like, was he cold like the others or unique and warm as she was, and... but then she forced herself to snap back to her previous questions, "The night I was attacked my master saved me, but... now I am having doubts about everything that happened that night the more I think about it." She commented as she walked over to sit down in the gown he had given her to wear, sitting on the corner edge of his bed. Her breathing was a little heavier from having seen him again and finding she was in fact atleast physically attracted to him, but she did not want to admit it. 'Get ahold of yourself... he is forcing you to stay here because he does not trust you... and have you forgotten that he threatened you earlier... your master will come and if he is lucky he will take you home and that will be the end of it...' She told herself as she took a slow deep breath, her eyes looking up at him for a split second before dropping back to the floor again, 'why is this happening, I should not feel this way about him... he is holding me hostage...' her mind began wandering again, wanting to feel his hair, his skin, everything, but after biting her lip hard enough to hurt she focused on what she had asked him, feeling the faint taste of her own sweet blood in her mouth. "Shit..." She cursed under her breath as she brought a finger to the inside of her lip to feel the slight nick in the skin and withdrew her finger to find a little bit of blood on it. Sighing softly she shook her head, "I guess I am getting a little hungry and restless," She said as she looked at the blood on her finger, finding that despite she was a vampire it was warm. She looked around for a napkin, but figured it was no use and carefully moved her finger toward her lips to clean it off her finger.
 
D sipped his warm blood as she asked what he knew. He also of course noticed the way she flushed when she gazed at him and would not let her eyes linger for to long. He had not expected her to react quite so severely and he had to admit that she was quite the beauty herself... but his bloodline was the very thing he hated and hunted, then again she was beyond death now, arguably the only sort of person he could be with and not risk spreading and continuing his bloodline. But he brushed such thoughts aside for the time being. Her question was to say the very least a rather loaded one. He could not answer her without revealing something she would likely be shocked and appalled by after all. He also noticed that she seemed rather hungry so he poured a glass of warm water from the pot on the table and then dropped in one of the plasma tablets before motioning for her to sit, "Plasma, have a drink... not the synthetic though I am not sure how much I have so I am not sure we can use it all the time."

He took another sip of his own blood not sure how to word an answer to her question. He would have to tell her something but he was not sure how she would react if he did. He took yet another sip before finally answering, "I actually have just received some information regarding that actually... though you will not like the details. He was as I said involved in an attack on a village under my care, and it seems there was a bit more of a conspiracy surrounding it that I thought... but I am not sure you would like details beyond that, and once you have learned such things... they can not be forgotten." With that he took another sip of his own blood as he waited to see if she would press for more details.
 
She was proud of herself for keeping her eyes off of him long enough to speak and so keeping her eyes down kept her mind calm and collected as he spoke and looked to the drink he offered her, smiling a little she accepted it, trying to avoid contact with him physically or she might hate herself, but the more she thought about it the more she kind of wondered if he... no he would never be interested in her, and she would only be a burden as well as a weakness if there was any feelings between them, shaking her head a little she got rid of such thoughts about the two of them, but they still seemed to linger, "Thank you, for all of this." She said softly as she looked up to hear him mention that he had discovered something that she was not going to like, but she remained silent and sipped at her drink, thinking on his words.

Giving a weak smile she nodded, "I figured what you would know I would not like, and twice you have said I will not like the details, and that already tells me a lot, but during the shower I took a little bit ago I began to run through the events that night in my head and wonder why somethings don't seem to add up, just too much of it does not make sense to me, I want to know, I don't like being lied to by my master, I would have found out sooner or later about this, but I want to know what happened, what have you found out D?" She asked softly before sighing a little and taking another drink of the blood in the cup, finishing it rather quickly, her eyes returning to sapphires again as she looked up at him. "My master said that he found me by my scent and when he did he felt that he needed to save me, and killed all but one of the men, he said he cared for me and I believed him, but... but now I am not so sure of myself, I..." She trailed off, but stopped herself, blushing a little about almost letting slip that she was attracted to him and not so much to her master, but that was irrelevant, and she was sure he could tell a little from her blush.

She found her eyes wandering again for a moment before looking back to her empty cup and handing it to him, "Thank you for being so kind to me, and taking care of me, I will try to find some way of paying you back for giving me a chance to show you I am different, and not just unique." She said softly as she leaned back on the bed a little, bracing herself for whatever the news he had for her was, expecting the worst.
 
D took another sip of his blood as she said she did indeed want to know. He took a few moments to gather his thoughts on how exactly to tell her that her master set her up... that he payed off the men and killed all but one to make it look good, letting that one live so he could argue he fulfilled his end of the bargain even if he let himself get carried away. As he sat there of course the dim light played off his exposed and utterly perfect skin accenting his marvelous physique. He took her cup and sat it aside before finishing his own and then shrugging a bit.

Finally he spoke once more, "You were set up... he did not find you by scent, he knew where you would be... because according to the sheriffs reports he hired the men to accost you. The men were only supposed to frighten you but panicked when he began killing them which led to your injury... as they of course assumed he would back down since he told them the plan was to send you running to him. Seems They were only told half the plan, it was a set up so he could turn you and seem the hero even though he set it up... the one was left to survive in case any other noble should hear of his scheme, a defense that he held his end of he bargain... in short, he arranged for you to be attacked so he could turn you. You were his prey... and he is the one who attacked the village under my gaurd after swearing on his life he would not. So rest assured... I will have the price of his broken pledge."
 
Hearing what he said, her eyes widened, shaking her head a little as she listened to every word, biting her lip softly as she tried to think of some other excuse than that what he said was true. She was having a hard time believing it because she thought her master was the only one to care for her, he had tried to woo her, but she had not been tricked by his powers, she had been able to avoid him and his voice, knowing with some if not all vampires they could talk you into doing anything, and when he realized this he decided to try and offer her something better than her life as a peasant. But she had told him no, and thought he would give up and leave, so she wondered if on one or more occasions if he had gotten past D, or if he had run into him more than once.

Either way she was clearly upset, biting her lip hard to try and not cry. But with everything he told her she found herself alone and unloved as she had been in the village. She was even surprised that the sheriff bothered doing an investigation since she was no one of importance, she was an orphan taken in by a drunk and a filthy woman who took everything from her until she was old enough to work, then they took that as well to support themselves, she had hoped maybe her master really cared for her, but she was doubting it now, and she slowly felt that hole in her chest getting bigger. Nodding she took a deep breath to try to calm herself before heading to the door, "T-Thank you D, I'm glad you will do something about him, and please tell the sheriff thank you for at least looking into what happened to me." She said as she began to leave his room, needing time to think, calm down, and now she had to figure out what to do, she was stuck here with D, but she was not sure what to do about it, everything had just been ruined by this news, but she felt something was not right when she thought about it. She moved to the door and felt her hand shaking as she grasped the door knob and opened it. "And thank you again Dagon for letting me stay here, I will try not to be a burden or bother you much." She said, trying to calm down enough to try and have a calm tone to her voice or even a forced happiness atleast to show her appreciation.
 
D found his mind wandering and he was not sure exactly why. But he knew that with her shaken as she was it would be simply to dominate or claim her... he also knew that was exactly the sort of game her so called master had played though. It would be so simple to just let his own eldricht aura flare... to let his power flow over her both to tempt and claim her. But he reminded himself that such acts were not exactly honorable to say the least and he would not become the very sort of beast he so despised. If she wanted to be claimed and drawn to one in such a manor that would be one thing but he would not force it upon her as so many others would and apparently had. He could hear the quiver in her voice though and so it was only natural that he spoke to try and calm her, "Try not to worry to much madam... such is the way with the nobility. It is but a game to most of them and those they claim are lesser to them are viewed as pawns... I fear you were viewed as a prize for some reason. Such manipulations are simply the games such wretches play... and it is one of the reasons I hunt them."

He stood and refilled a goblet with steaming water before dropping another capsule of pure plasma into it and then walking towards her. He took her hand and lifted it, his grasp was surprisingly firm and spoke of his immense strength but at the same time gentle suggested a degree of control and awareness most could not imagine, and placed the goblet in her hand. Only then did he speak, "Drink... such strain will cause you to burn through what you have had so far more quickly.... another fault of the nobility, they indulge the extremes of their emotions to the point where it drives their hunger. Slaves to what they are rather than masters of themselves." He too a step back, the dim light making his pale alabaster flesh seem even more perfect and showing that he was the perfect specimen. Even as he stepped back the defined and chiseled muscles of his physique rippled powerfully just beneath the surface of that perfect skin.
 
She stopped just before going out the door, wondering why he was being so kind, maybe because she now understood everything and all that they did to her, in turn making her hate the man who changed her and those like him, as well as disgusted with herself for allowing it to happen so easily. Noticing his movements she watched him, listening to what he said with hopes that her master might come to find her just to find that she knew the truth and wanted the man dead despite the natural feeling of wanting to stay loyal to him, but the more she thought about it the more she wondered if D killed him if she would be free of her master or what the outcome of it would be.

"D... If my Master does come, and you kill him, will there be any change in me? I know I feel like I should be loyal to him, but after hearing the truth I don't think I could stand being his, let alone near him, after knowing what he had done, but I don't think he would let me go, not with the unique abilities I have." She asked as she felt his hand touch hers, feeling his skin against her own warm flesh, making her feel almost human. Her hand relaxed and one of her fingers absently brushed his hand when he pulled it away as though not wanting him to pull it away, but she said nothing of it. She took another drink from the goblet and once finished looked up at him, a sincere smile on her full lips as she spoke, "Thank you." She said in almost a soft purr, her voice gentle and sweet.

Looking at his body her eyes lingered for a moment, wanting so badly to touch, and his bed was so close. She blushed slightly as she looked away from him again, hoping he did not notice her reaction to looking at his bare flesh. She felt odd, not sure what was going on with her, she felt butterflies in her stomach and her breathing was a little different, a little heavier, but if asked she might have blamed it on the dress he had given her to wear, hugging her beautiful petite body in every way in the right places. Thinking about his words she looked up at him tilting her head a little curiously, "You say they... but do you do the same? Indulge the extremes, as you put it? I think it would only be natural to me since I was not changed long ago and still have a human aspect to me. I don't feel much different from when I was human, I still have the same emotions, I am warm, I have feelings unlike my master and his friends and other servants." She asked curiously. Alice moved a little to lean against the walls, interested in him and how he was different, wanting to learn a little more about him, although she was not like him she was different, that much was certain.
 
Dagon did of course notice the flush she seemed to develop and the way her breathing shifted into heavy and labored breaths... creeping closer it seemed to openly aroused panting with each passing moment. He also noticed the way her eyes seemed to focus on his body and then drift momentarily to his bed. IF ever he had any doubt that she desired him it vanished in that moment. He also knew all to well that his own restraint was from long training and relying on that part of him that was not purely noble... meaning if this continued it may well lead to her losing control and his previous dark and lustful thoughts changing from a passing fancy to a veritable necessity. He would have no choice but to dominate and claim the ravenous vampiress if and when her desire peaked and she could no longer resist. That thought of course stirred his own restrained desires and for a brief moment his control slipped letting his shockingly powerful aura flair and fill not only the room but flood the halls beyond.

He reigned himself in but already wondered if it was to late. Such raw power and presence was beyond what her master or even many older and more powerful than he could manage... and she had just been exposed to it. As he watched to see what might happen he answered her first question, "I will... he has crossed me and has harmed those under my protection, should he return to my lands I will kill him. As for what it would do to you... any bonds connecting you would be served in that moment leaving you without one to answer to unless you should be bound to another more powerful vampire... by either repeated feedings or you willingly submitting to them and them drinking deeply to mark you as theirs."

With the train of thoughts from moments before that last comment stirred images in his own mind of dark and passionate things. Of her kneeling or bearing her neck with a look of submission and desire in her eyes. Of her submitting to be his and giving into her apparent lusts fully in the process so eager to please her new master. It took much of his control to restrain himself and again for a brief moment his aura flared with dark and eldricht power though not as fully as before. It took a moment for him to gather himself before he could answer her second question, "My father if I am to believe what I am told... was beyond ancient. As such it is safe to say I suffer the same extremes and possibly even more than they do. The difference is I do not allow it to control me, I trained myself to restrain and control it instead... but if I go to long without rest or proper feeding of at least the synthetics then it can become more difficult for me to reign in. That is part of why I live out here as opposed to closer to the village. As for your own passions or cravings... it is a subtle thing. Feeling or wanting to act on your cravings and desires more readily or more potently than before... sometimes it is so subtle you may not even realize it till you give into it and then the sensations are so many more times greater and more intense... you may be more restrained because they have not reached their peak yet. Perhaps you were not fully bound to your master and he could not draw them out. If so it may be a slow and far more insidious thing till you sample your desires and passions more fully... the feeding can be curtailed with you staying here and feeding on the medical plasma and blood, but other urges I fear will not be so easily curtailed."
 
While he was imagining her kneeling and giving herself to him, she was not too far off from thinking that same thing as well, being his, laying on her back, or being bent over the bed, and his strong body against hers. The thoughts and possible ways for that to happen and go were endless in her mind, in some dark corner of her mind she wanted it, for him to feed from her, and being unlike other vampires her blood was not the same as theirs, and if he were to have a taste for himself he would see that. Her thoughts were cut off the moment she felt his power wash over her and through the entire place, her eyes shifting color again, but not because of hunger, instead it was the want that seemed to burn between her legs, and it seemed that the show of power had not only aroused her, but it had put her into more of a state of submission, her master had done it before when he wanted to force her to do something, but she had never felt anything more than fear when it happened, this time however she was a little startled and afraid, but another part of her wanted him, and to give in to him. As she thought about going out the door she stopped herself and turned to remain in the room as well as walking over to sit down on his bed, feeling a little dizzy and overwhelmed by what she had felt.

She listened to everything that he had said while she kept her eyes down for a moment, not wanting him to see hers had gone purple from mixing the red in them with the blue, making them a deep violet, and unless she had some for of release it would take hours for that effect to go away. She was interested in his history, hearing about his father and who he was startled her a little, which brought the question of what about his mother, but if he had not mentioned it she would not pry. Her movements and actions were that of someone who knew the other was dominant over them, and from the show of that power he gave just for a split second she knew he could easily do as he pleased, which at the moment did not seem like too bad of a thing as long as he did not kill her. The same thoughts ran though her mind again, her allowing him to drink, laying on his bed, undressed, her head turned to the side to bare her neck for him, the thought of it all making her wonder if he really would, or if he had accidently let his power show.

Listening she managed to look up at him, her cheeks flushed as she spoke, "Other urges? And what can I do about those other urges, there is little for me to do here, and you are the only one here to teach me anything, I am still young and not well educated in things of what I am, and even then you don't want me to be like them, meaning there has to be another way for me to satisfy urges, and desires." She commented, knowing her words were purposely chosen to state her interest in him, and if he would mind playing with her to keep herself in check from now on, and if so what it would take, or how far he would be willing to take it, and her. The thought about 'sampling her desires brought another image of her touching him, indulging in her want by just such a small and simple thing, but it would satisfy much even with just that, "And how am I to sample my desires and passion? You will not let me go to the village, so unless there is another vampire in these woods, which I highly doubt, you are the only one to take care of all of my needs, and wants. Would you be opposed to the idea of myself being here, in your room, and on your bed, and begging you to satisfy those needs?" She knew what she was doing, and it came so naturally, her baiting him, seeing if he was at all interested in her, and if so if he would allow himself to take her as she wanted, and however he pleased. She had been hurt by her master's actions, but she felt no connection to him, and if he came for her he was as good as dead, and she knew nothing of surviving, and was not allowed to leave the forest, leaving her with only a few options at all, and one was him, something she did not mind the thought of at all now.
 
It was difficult if not impossible for a hunter of his skill not to notice the sudden shift in her body language and the way she moved. He would not have anticipated it but it was hard not to think that part of her cravings seemed to suggest a need and want to submit from the way she moved to his bed and averted her eyes. In that moment he realized that one of her former masters greatest errors may well have simply been not giving her the choice and chance to submit on her own. Her breathing and the slight flush made it clear she was on the verge of losing control of her desires if he had to guess... and if he should give her another flash of his power, or if he should move to dominate her he had to wonder if she would be able to resist her urges and the desire she seemed to have to submit and be claimed at all. That darker part of him did not want her to and again he pictured her stripped naked eager and willing... submitting to him in clear and obvious desire with the fires of lust and passion burning in her eyes even as she submitted to his demands, his control, his desires.

When she looked up he could see her desires were boiling over already. The shift in her eyes made it clear that it was no longer a matter of if she might loose control or if her desires and lusts might reach a peak where he had no other choice but to dominate and claim her as his own vampiric plaything. It was now only a matter of when he would have to do so. Then when she spoke it became all to clear that already her lusts were rising even further and that she needed to be taken and ravished. Though if he was right her losing control and ravishing another may not sate her at all... not if part of her craving was to be taken, to be dominated by a male she desired and wished to control her... she would remain as ravenous as ever seeking one who could control and claim her.

He rose and walked towards the bed, his fierce eyes on her clearly aroused form. When he reached the bed he made the decision that since he had been entertaining such desires but restraining them.... and it seemed she wanted him to do exactly that. So instead of soft or gentle motions his hands reached out firmly and pushed her down onto her back as he climbed onto the bed. Then his hands caressed her arms before gripping her wrists and lifting them over her head and leaning down to pin them firmly above her head as he spoke, "Given what you are, I doubt men of the village would satisfy you... only leave you ravenous and wanting more... and doubly so given that it seems you want or need to be taken by a dominant male as opposed to simply taking a man yourself.... and if one should try to dominate you, in all likely-hood they would unleash an even more ravenous sexual beast they had no hope of satisfying or controlling."

With her thus pinned beneath him there on his bed he decided to this time let the full force of his presence wash over her deliberately. He let loose his control and that shockingly powerful eldricth aura washed over her even as he pinned her beneath him. This time he did not reign it back in though and let it fill the room as if to show her exactly who was in control and that she was to submit to him fully. Likewise given her earlier comments he did not bother to ask before he pulled her hands together and gripped them both in one iron grip above her head... so that his other now free hand could slide down to squeeze and fondle her large full breasts through the dress before teasingly tracing a finger along the valley of her cleavage before speaking in a slightly deeper and more dominant tone, "However... It is quite possible I could both unleash and dominate such a ravenous sexual beast."
 
His movements made her body turn even more hot, wanting him to come over to her, to touch her and take control of her. Watching him she knew he could easily take over and dominate her, and she was hoping for it, it was something she wanted badly, him. The look in his eyes made her feel more butterflies in her stomach, excitement running through her body as she relaxed on the bed, so when his hand came up to push her down she allowed herself to fall back. His hands taking her wrists was a little surprising, but she did not fight him, she actually enjoyed it and looked up at him as he towered over her small lithe frame. Her eyes were locked on his, feeling him now moving to pin her with his body, the intense exhilaration making her shiver against him. His words were probably true, but she figured he would not mind dominating her or else he would not have made such a move on her.

Biting her lip a little it was not until she felt his power wash over her that she let out a soft whimper or pleasure, but as well as acknowledging that he was more powerful and dominant, the look in her eyes soft, sweet, and wanting him so badly now, her sex drive begging him to play with her, to take control over her and show her what a real master should feel like to her. Alice already had a submissive streak, and she wanted him in control of her, even if her master was still alive, she knew that would hardly matter once D killed him, and then she could be free of him, and maybe even D's own pet, or plaything, whatever it was he would want of her for as long as he desired her.

Feeling his hands run over her body and to her chest she felt him groping her breasts through the fabric, making her nipples small pebbles, and her body gave a small shiver of pleasure against him. Her back arched a little, pressing her body against his more, a soft sweet little moan escaping her full lips. She turned her head to the right, giving him her neck, not only to offer it if he wanted it, but a sign of her submission, wanting him to play with his new toy, already feeling her panties growing wet just from having the strong male on top of her and showing his dominance over her, in his power as well as putting her in her place. Slowly she spread her legs for him, still in the dress he gave her, panting softly wanting him to feed from her, as well as use her as he saw fit, her body aching for more of his touch.

"Well it seems I would be rather dangerous to many except you, I suppose I have little choice but to do as you say, and as you please." She said, her voice a soft purr, her words somewhat submitting herself vocally, but she waited to see if he would want her like that or if this was just a onetime thing and would not happen unless she moment were to take her again. Something about him made her want to stay, to be his, no matter what he wanted from her or did to her, she would do as she was told, and anything that he was in the mood for she was willing to try once, if not allow him to do what he wanted to her even if she did not like it, or better yet, bind her and do it anyways. So many thoughts were running through her head, the girl might have been innocent, but her master had rubbed off on her a little when it came to the darker side of pleasure as this, whips, chains, gagging, all of it excited her so much, and the thought of him making her kneel at his feet made her even more wet, "Mmmm... I... I want you to do as you please with me D." She said, wondering if he would have her call him master, sir, or something more along the lines of showing she would be his new toy, or pet, whatever he decided he wanted her to be.
 
He could feel his own darker urges swelling to the surface. He had spent so long controlling and suppressing them but here was a young vampiress who could survive should he loose control... and who clearly craved a dominant male presence to control and use her. The way she flushed had not gone unnoticed nor had the way she arched her body practically thrusting her full firm tits into his hands even as her legs spread beneath him. In a single instant she had essentially offered herself to her captor, or as it seemed now her conqueror, as a sexual plaything for his pleasure. But then she also turned her head and bared her throat to him. That stirred an entirely new train of thought. She clearly was not strongly bonded to her master but Dagon was of a far older bloodline as his aura suggested. His dark kiss would likely have a more potent effect on her... not only in laying claim to her but in that dark and addictive pleasure that was oh so addictive. If he gave in and fed there was a strong chance she would crave more of it and that she may well crave him... his attention, his dark kiss, his touch... she could well become addicted to this power and presence and with that become his plaything.

That thought stirred that darker part of him and he could feel his fangs lengthen with a deep and dominant growl. He realized it had gone to far and he could not hold back now, he could not stop even if he tried. He was going to feed and he was going to make her his plaything and pet. As such his power if anything seemed to flare even more potently for a moment as he spoke as if to show her that she would listen and obey... that she would submit to her true master, "You know that is not the proper way to adress me." He did not wait for an answer though as that dark beast in him chose that moment to metaphorically roar. So instead he leaned down and sank his fangs into her supple through letting the dark intoxicating pleasure of his vampiric kiss flow over her and tempt her with its promise of untold pleasure if she would only submit to it and let herself become his... let herself become addicted to her true master.

Even as he drank of her his hands unfastened the bindings of her dress and freed her full heaving bosom so his fingers could deftly find her hard nipples to drive her even further into her passion and submission. His pants now strained to contain what appeared to be a truly massive pillar of cock flesh. He hiked up the dress to expose her long legs and by the time he broke that dark kiss to lick the wound clean the dress was bunched around her waist and in the back of his mind he realized she may well be delirious with want and pleasure coupled with her need to submit. He may have just turned her into his own eager sexual plaything and private slave to serve him. But his darker side was not yet done as he realized he would do more than feed... he was going to take her and make her scream in pleasure as she submitted and declared him her master. So even as she lay there recovering from that dark kiss he unfastened and then removed his pants to reveal what truly was a towering specimen of a male member that had to be at least a foot in length and as thick around as her wrist if not thicker as it throbbed powerfully. He smirked and let her eyes take in that mammoth cock wanting to hear her beg for it or ask permission to worship it.
 
He startled her as she felt him move closer to her, her throat that she offered to him and the moment he moved and told her that she had not addressed him properly she looked at him from the corner of her eyes before seeing his mouth move to her throat and penetrate the skin, a gasp entered through her lips as her body trembled and looked so startled by the feel of him drinking from her, the kiss so pleasurable that it stole moans from her lips and she tried to speak and apologize for her mistake, "I... I am sorry... Please forgive me Master." She whimpered as she felt her body trembling underneath him, growing hot, and between her legs was wet and soaking her panties. The kiss her body did not try to fight, she let it flow through her and gave into it, gave herself over to him and any thoughts about her previous master were washed away so easily and her mind was focused on him and him alone.

As he toyed with her firm breasts and played with her nipples she gave a sweet and gentle little moan, not realizing until he released her throat that he had undressed her most of the way and pulled the skirt up so he could see her thong hiding her hairless womanhood which was no doubt glistening with her juices by now. Looking down she was startled at the sheer size of his cock, wondering if it would fit, and if not she knew he would make it fit. Biting her lip softly she looked at it hungrily before speaking, looking up at him as she moved to take the entire dress off, making it easier now instead of having to lift it constantly. "Please... Let me feel your cock inside me master... I want to feel it deep inside me... ever since I saw you without your shirt on I wondered what you would look like and it is so large and impressive... Please let me have it deep inside me Master?" She pleaded so softly, so sweetly her eyes locked on his to show how badly she wanted it.

Even her old master was nothing compared to him, he was not as well endowed or as powerful, never had her former master been able to make her submit with his bite alone, no he would beat and torture her, and the thoughts of D doing the same thing seemed to only make her more excited and wet, wanting him so badly right now and especially when she had been so yearning for him before. Her hand moved to touched her naked womanhood, having removed her thong with her dress and now her legs opened up wide for him and her hand parted her lower lips to offer him what was no doubt his now, "Please master, I want you so badly." She pleaded softly her juices almost shimmering around her hole and the flesh around it. She had also forgotten about the rather nasty looking scar on her ribs, but figured he might not mind or even notice it, since a scar only could have been there due to something that happened before she was a vampire, and from the size of it, it looked as though the cut should have killed her from where it was.
 
He could not help but smirk a bit confidently as she marveled at the sheer size of his colossal cock before she began to sweetly beg for his mammoth member. The darker part of him was not simply thinking of ravishing but had images of her kept here in his bedchamber as a naked plaything for his pleasure. Even some images of her collared or chained to his bed begging him for his huge cock... or others of her in some skimpy barely there attire serving him between bouts of being fed on or thoroughly ravished as reward for her service. He could see the desire in her eyes and knew she wanted to be so fully and deeply filled with his huge pillar of throbbing cock flesh. That dark part wanted to ruin her for lesser men, to try and make her crave the deep thorough pounding she would only get from such a colossal cock simply to further enslave and dominate her... to make her crave him and serve him alone.

It was with such thoughts that he began to slowly force that mammoth cock into her tight wet folds. Driving it deeper and deeper as he slowly fed her needy pussy inch after inch of its immense length and girth. Stretching and filling her as he had no doubt she had never been filled before and wanting to hear her moan in carnal physical lust and pleasure from it. He rolled his hips as he pumped more and more of that gargantuan cock into her wanting to stretch her and drive her wild... wanting to hear not only the soft purrs or moans but rather loud pleasure filled cries and moans of primal passion and pleasure as she submitted to his huge dick. It took some time before he was finally filling her fully and pushing deeper than she had likely ever had... filling her with more cock than she had imagined possible and hitting nerves and places she may not have even realized had an itch to be scratched.

By the time he was fully buried in her he had lifted her legs to his shoulders so that he was buried deeply in her wet folds and watched the look on her face with a confident smirk as he dominated her further in this way before once more letting his power flair and wash over her... showing her this was her place. That she was meant to submit to him in all things and submitting to his huge cock was just another example of that.
 
She did not know what to think about this, and as his huge cock began to slowly enter be tight little hole she could not even contain the moans and whimpers while she felt every inch of him, every vein, enter her, the immense size making her feel tiny and when he continued pushing into her she could not help but wonder if all of it would fit and if it just felt longer than it was, feeling it push deep inside her, making her squirm under him as every possible sensitive spot was hit by his thick cock, moaning and gasping sweetly until every last bit of him was in her small frame, filling her pussy so much that she felt like it was not possible. Her body shook gently in ecstasy as she looked up at him in disbelief that it was this big and felt this great.

Her own mind was thinking of the same thing, being his personal toy, chained to his bed and pleasing him whenever he wanted her. The feeling of his power going over her body made her almost cower underneath him allowing him to see that she knew her place, under him, serving him, and that she was his now and it was where she was meant to be. She was happy with it and even bared her neck to him again to prove it, and her hips gently moved to accommodate his cock in such a small space, stretching her out and making her so turned on.

To her, her body was his to do with as he pleased, and as far as her mind went he was more powerful, and much more kind than her pervious master, and yet she wanted to be his pet, slave, or what ever he wanted her to be, it was his choice and she was fine with that, she even wanted it and was pleased that she could offer him some pleasure as well as an outlet for his deepest darkest urges, "M-master... You may do as you please with me... I won't fight you on it... I'm yours to do with as you see fit, anything you want to do to me or with me I will do and obey, I accept my place under you, as your pet, slave, and companion, whatever you want me to be." She said as she felt herself wanting him to start pumping himself in her, wanting so much more now.
 
When he was burying himself in her he could not help but notice the way she shuddered with pure unchecked ecstasy, it seemed she had just climaxed as he was stuffing and stretching her and they had not even truly begun yet. When she spoke and then bared her neck once more it was clear she had no intention of resisting or trying to get away. Even if she was not physically hooked on the pleasure of being so stuffed and stretched, which from the way she began to roll her own hips as if begging him to begin fucking her hard was doubtful as it appeared she was already hooked in that respect, she was already thinking of herself as his and submitting mentally. Then of course her words had sealed the deal there. She submitted verbally admitting she would do anything and everything he desired and that stirred that dark part of him as he imagined making her start the day by sucking his mammoth cock then perhaps even riding him as a wake up call.

Such thoughts as well as her calling him master fueled that fire and soon he began to slowly draw his gargantuan slab of cock meat out of her until only the bulbous head remained within her spreading her wet folds. Then he swiftly drove his entire mammoth length into her letting his immense girth once more stretch her folds ensuring that every sensitive spot deep within her womanhood was hit and set off. Then he began to repeat the process drawing out before driving deeply into her once more. Before long he was pounding into her with long powerful strokes and building speed until he was truly giving her the sort of deep and furious pounding that most women could only dream of.

He leaned down to growl into her ear in a clear and dominant tone, "That is right, you are mine now... to use for my pleasure or anything else. I will have you service this massive cock early and often since you seem so eager for it. Perhaps I will even bend you over the table or com panel and fill you from behind like an animal while you cry out for more in fits of pleasure and passion.... or keep you bound here to my bed so I can enjoy you at my leisure or even bind you to the bed and drive you wild till you can not help but beg for this monster cock to set you off."
 
She gasped, feeling as though there was no end to his cock, afraid not all of him would fit, but the more he pushed the more she stretched to fit in every single bit of him, her whimpers and moans so sweet and beautiful her body shivering under his strong body while she looked at him with a small smile, letting him know she was alright, and while she was frightened of him she still had a passion and feeling about him that she did not for her former master, thinking of him as just the bastard who had changed her, and considered D as her real master now, feeling the power over her that she wanted so badly. To be put in her place by her master, and not just treated as an object to show to others, but as something more, hoping she was not wrong about D and choosing him as her master since it was truly her choice in giving him this much of herself and more.

The pounding became more animalistic and she took each and every strong stroke, her moan coming out as screams of pleasure, with every stroke and hard thrust into her she gasped softly, her eyes closing and enjoying the feeling of every spot being hit by his cock, the large thing within her too big not to touch every sensual spot. She knew human women could not handle this, and was so glad she could without getting bruised or broken from the force and power behind his pounding into her tight little body.

Listening to him sent chills through her, the thought of all of it making her smirk as she nodded slowly, "Whatever you wish of me Master, I will do anything you want, or you can simply force me to do as you want without complain and I doubt I will have a problem with any of it." She moaned as she verified his words, "Chain me to your bed, or take me where ever you like, naked, chained, or clothed, I'm yours Master." She said, her words a lusty purr as she looked up at him her climax building so quickly that she squirmed under him, her hips lifting and moving to thrust against him, burrying him in as deep as he could go into her womanhood.

She was being truthful about what she was saying, she would endure anything for him, knowing they were not blood bound, but she was the type of master she needed, someone to keep her in check, something her previous master could hardly do other than beating her or punishing her in some way to make her fear him, not like D who she knew could truly hurt her and was much stronger than her, and with time she would have been stronger than her master, and in the back of her mind she knew this and so she had begged beautiful to go and he allowed her to go and hunt, having no idea she might not return even had she not run into D.

The closer her orgasm came to its peak she more she moaned and cried out in pure ecstasy for him, her hips helping to work them both to reach their climax, wanting him to cum with her as well as in her, knowing most vampires cannot get pregnant, but she didn't care at the moment, she wanted to feel his seed pumped into her.
 
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