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A New Start (MoonsBlackWolf x YenPointFive)

moonsblackwolf

Super-Earth
Joined
Dec 9, 2010
Location
USA
How long it had been since she'd been free was a mystery to the girl at this point. She'd lost track of days after a while, one night blended into another now and she couldn't remember the last time she's seen more than just a sliver of daylight. It was months ago really that she was taken in the middle of the night and brought to the auction. Apparently her parents debt had caught up with them and she had been stolen as repayment. The men that took her had no want for another slave, especially one that required breaking but she would fetch a pretty price at the market.

Juliana was lovely but a bit rough around the edges due to her less than perfect upbringing, a farmer's daughter for sure with a defiant streak. She had auburn hair that fell in waves below her shoulders and a pair of hazel eyes that would burn in hatred. Her rosy lips were full and the mouth was smart, at first. Her body was curvy once but now grew thin from lack of care, still she had plentiful breasts with rosy nipples that were desireable. Her neck was long and when her hair was pulled it created a long clean long.

The man who bought her had a well known reputation for his abuse and use of his slaves. Andre often came to the market to purchase a new one when the last...wore out. That night, he found the defiant streak in her eyes...tasty. After she was brought to his home, the next few weeks and months were spent using anything and everything to break her. It was that first night she found out what he truly was...a vampire.

The blonde vampire had already received his fill earlier in the night, evident by the blood running in a thin rivet from her neck down her chest and ribs. Her once peaches and cream skin was a mapwork of scars from a combination of his sexual desires and his hunger. There was crisscrossing scars, new and old coating almost almost every visible area on her body. Andre returned to the room he locked her in underground in his home, a smile on his face when she flinched and cowered away.

"Hello pet, feeling better now? I thought you were going to pass out on me before..." he murmured darkly to her but honestly he didn't expect an answer. He'd taught her better than that. "You're going to be a special treat for my friend, he'll be in soon...c'mon I've got to get you all ready for him..." he moved over to her and clipped a chain leash to the thin leather collar around her throat. He unhooked her from the wall and half dragged her through the halls up a flight up stairs to his living areas.

As soon as they reached the guest room and he flipped on the light, she bawked at the sight greeting her. Multiple chains were attached to the four post bed and there were a few toys that were loitered around the room. She pulled back from Andre to which she received a swift backhand hard enough to bruise her cheek. She was stunned long enough for him to force her on the bed naked and spread eagle as he chained her down. It would be a bit later that Andre would show his guest the gift.
 
No one save for Alex really knew how long he had lived. And that was one of the primary reasons he remained a Nobody. Obviously, the capital N was probably unnecessary, but Alex liked to think it had a use. Vampires ran in various circles, call them what you will, packs, covens, or clans. Hide your age and no one is sure whether they can push you around or whether they should avoid you. That meant you could stay out of vampire politics and do what you liked.

Andre and Alex were night and day beyond the simple fact that Andre was willing to put up with Alex's love of freedom. His own, of course, Alex saw no reason to extend freedom to those who didn't work as tirelessly as he did to defend it for themselves. He didn't, however, take slaves of his own, as a general rule. Meals were easy enough to find from the willing. And if he couldn't, there was always that gaze that made them willing. It wasn't as if he couldn't simply have them forget. And one little nip now and again didn't harm a human.

It had been nearly a decade since Alex had last paid his friend a visit, and he'd been going by Alexi back then. He'd dropped his Russian accent and the habit of slipping into the language, though anyone who knew him long enough would know he'd picked up the language only about 25 years ago. He'd slipped back into familiar American English, somewhere from the south in the 1950s or so, but it fit well enough now. In fact, he looked like he could have been a farm boy at one point. The oldest Andre knew for sure put him older than that. He'd fought in World War II and had already been turned by then. He'd also dropped hints that he at least was around for the first Great War, whether or not he was a vampire by then. Alex had blond hair and bright green eyes and was definitely of some Germanic descent, though the exact country was a little hard to place.

He didn't really dress as fine as most vampires. He didn't like standing out like many of them did. He wore simple blue jeans and a vintage aviator jacket. If asked he'd probably say it had belonged to his grandfather but that'd be a lie. He had a large caliber revolver at his hip and a knife tucked into one of his boots, though by now Andre knew well enough that he had nothing to fear from Alex. The gun would be left on some table or another to be collected later before the night was over. In time, conversation would be brought to the gift that he was to receive from Andre. Naturally he'd be inclined to return something else in kind, some wonder from his travels. He was perpetually the guest though he felt he ought to at least fake being a host at some point, even if it wasn't in his own home.

To say that he was displeased by what he saw wasn't quite correct. He tolerated Andre's appetites in roughly the way anyone humored a friend with tastes slightly different than his own. Now and then he might poke fun or decline, but simply put, he'd seen far worse men than Andre. Juliana could still count to ten on any extremity she had originally been able to do so with, and had a tongue to do so aloud. That was better than he could say for some. He stepped up to the girl and began to unchain her bit by bit. She wouldn't run, Andre had taught her better than that. "What's your name?" He asked softly. He also knew he'd get an answer. She'd speak when spoken to. She was beautiful, scars and all, though he couldn't help but wish that her ribs weren't trying so hard to be noticeable. He wondered off hand if it'd be out of place for him to feed her. "She'll do nicely." He said with a little smile. Whether or not he intended to play the nice guy, he was hungry, and Andre knew this. "I'm afraid you know that my tastes are a little less diverse than your own. Even after all these years, you will permit me to be slightly squeamish of an audience?" He said to his friend with a little smile. It was Andre's home and he'd never dream of asking him to leave the room, but he did feel that he'd rather enjoy this gift in private.
 
As she watched the second vampire enter the room behind her master, she quivered in place terrified. While Andre had been abusive and damn near killed her more than once, he never shared her before. Indeed this had to be a great friend for Andre to decide to share his favorite toy. The look in the second vampire's eyes were hard to discern. While she saw the hunger that ruled them both in those bright green eyes there was someone in them that made her believe he wasn't exactly found of the way she was treated. Her wrists and ankles were glad to be free of the chains but she didn't move her limbs for fear of punishment, her breathing harsh as the handsome blonde leaned over her. When she was asked her name, she looked between the two men nervously.

Andre walked over for a moment and pulled her hair roughly, making her stare up into his brown eyes. The man had short black hair and rough features including stubble like he hadn't gotten a chance to shave. "He asked for your name, tell him your name now." he ordered, cranking her head back towards the blonde harshly, causing her to yelp in pain. "M-my name is pet..." she whimpered. Andre had long ago beaten any identity out of her, telling her she was worthless and nothing more than a little animal here to perform for him. "Good girl...I suppose I'll leave you alone, I know you're not quite the exhibitionist I am. Perhaps later however I'll show you some of her tricks..." he smirked as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The girl put her focus on the vampire left behind, her eyes wide as she watched him like a mouse caught in the snake's gaze. "Please...please...please..." she whispered softly, swallowing dryly.
 
Alex could tell that she was terrified. Something told him that Andre had convinced her that it could be worse. In all honesty, Andre had been right. But the odds of finding someone who'd treat her worse were probably about the same or worse than finding someone who'd treat her better, as far as vampiric masters went. Alex didn't stop Andre from handling his pet how he liked. Yes he found it somewhat distasteful, but she was being lent to him, he didn't really have much of a right to intrude on how she was handled by her owner.

"Please don't injure her neck." It came out without Alex really thinking about it but he doubted Andre would mind that one simple stipulation. Bruises were fine, a hurt neck would make her tense up during feeding. And that was not the sort of thing that was easily trained away or beaten out of a person. When she suggested that her name was pet Alex sighed. "That's not much of a name." Alex commented. In his mind even pets were given proper names. Still, it wasn't his place to change it. "Perhaps later I'll be feeling enough the voyeur to let you." Alex added before Andre took his leave.

Alex's entire posture changed in an instant. Whether he was changing it to ease her mind or dropping the one he used to seem a bit more refined in Andre's presence was up to her to decide. He leaned down and caught her chin, holding her still as he gently kissed her forehead. "Shh... I'm not going to hurt you one bit." He said as he sat down next to her. "Really, I don't like watching women squirm like Andre does. Well... not really for the same reasons..." He commented with a little grin. "If I could coax a sweet thing like you to feel a bit more eager for this meeting we might find something I would enjoy. But right now I'm very hungry." He said, his voice taking a slight edge to it. Not really a threatening tone, not exactly, more an assurance that if she tried to run she'd be brought back to the bed and he'd still have his meal.

"Now..." He brushed her hair away from her neck. "I'm assuming by now you already know that this part actually feels very very good. But if you need more of an incentive to fill my belly... I believe I might be taking my new playmate out for some fun under the stars. If she should happen to be fully clothed and we might chance upon a hot meal for her, I never claimed to know exactly how foreplay works..." He gave her a conspiratorial grin that showed a bit too much fang to be comforting before kissing her neck softly. "Sound like a deal to you?" His fangs brushed against her neck as he spoke. His meal was happening whether or not hers was. That was her choice
 
The request Alex gave was somewhat of a surprise but at the same time, she could guess why. It meant that she would be a little less sore and therefore his feeding would be easier. It didn't matter, Andre prefered to feed on places that were more sensitive like her groin, breasts, and elbows. The reaction to her name didn't surprise her but Andre liked to make her feel like an object not an individual and giving her a name would counteract that. "I...I'll answer to whatever you want sir..." she whispered, Andre giving a slight nod in response. He didn't care as long as the slave didn't expect him to call her by it. When Alex responded to Andre's offer to use her in front of him, she felt sick. She hated was happened enough when he made her watch in a mirror, let alone with someone watching her get fucked and abused.

When he approached her and grabbed her chin, she flinched but tried to not pull herself back. "Please..." she whimpered as he kissed her forehead and sat beside her. His words made her squirm uncomfortably. The voice he gave when he mentioned that he was hungry was dark, she nodded slightly as her body quivered, understanding. She would run from him mostly because Andre would harm her ten times worse than just a bite on the neck if she did, but partially because he hadn't hurt her yet. When his hand moved her hair away, she swallowed some and tilted her head away to lengthen and expose her throat. She had never experienced anything that wasn't painful but she was too tempted by his offer to fight him. She half expected that he wouldn't follow through as she wouldn't meet his expectations...but she would try for food. "Y-yes...sir..." she breathed, her eyes closed tight.
 
He could tell that Andre had done some definite damage to this girl if she kept pleading after he'd already told her that she'd be treated gently. He'd have left her here and gone to find another meal if not for the fact that he was quite hungry and he doubted it'd be very safe for her to be left here. He leaned in and gently sank his fangs into her neck. Yes, it hurt when they first went in, but what came next was utter bliss. A human could happily lie there and let a vampire drain them to death without a moment's pause. Of course, Alex knew far better than to do that. Hungry though he was from a long journey across the ocean (seas being roughly as disagreeable to vampires as Bram Stoker has mentioned) he'd make sure to leave her with enough blood that she wouldn't be lightheaded for more than a few moments. He pulled his fangs free and licked the wound, causing it to heal up quite nicely. Placing a single kiss on her neck before he pulled back.

"There, that wasn't so bad now was it?" He asked, his pleasant nature returning now that he wasn't hungry any more. "I'm sure Andre has thought to leave me a change of clothing." He said as he opened up the closet. "Get up and get dressed. I don't care if it doesn't fit you. Just put something on so that you don't get thrown out of wherever it is you want to eat and something warm, I suspect, might be helpful." Vampires didn't really get cold like normal people did. He just wore the jacket because a normal person would, or because he liked how it looked on him. Speaking of which, Andre probably hadn't seen the need to provide him with another jacket. He took his off and tossed it to the girl. "That might help." He added.

He stepped lightly over to the window and opened it up, hanging his head out to make sure that the coast was clear. Lying to someone who could feel your heartbeat as easily as they'd previously felt their own (back when the had one) was next to impossible and he didn't want to risk the possibility that Andre would ask her questions about where they were going rather than Alex. Sure, there was no real chance of this being bad for him. Andre might be a little miffed or he might have a chuckle at Alex's kind heartedness, but none of that was liable to turn out well for the girl. "When you're done dressing I'd like it if you'd jump out this window rather than keep me waiting. If I have to come back up here and get you then we're not going." Alex said before casually hopping out of the second story window. Of course he could catch her easily. A fledgling vampire could have caught a woman her weight falling from only the second story.
 
She could feel the fangs pierce her flesh, the sharp pain nominal compared to anything else she'd suffered. Her body was tense waiting for him to bite harder until she bruised or remove them and bite again to make it hurt worse but he didn't. Instead, it was actually pleasant...almost...well, pleasurable. She gave him a small sigh and relaxed under his hands for a moment, eyes slipping closed peacefully as he drank his fill. When he retracted his fangs from her skin and licked the wound, she shivered especially when he kissed the wet skin. When he asked her if it was bad, she shook her head and looked down slightly embarassed at her relaxation into his grip that she had to move to rebalance herself when he moved off the bed. She turned to watch him move to the closet, grabbing clothes for her. She was shocked as he tossed it to her, unsure at first if he meant it. But with the threat of not getting food, she quickly pulled on the oversized drawstring pants, pulling them tight, and long sleeve t-shirt. Her feet were bare but it wouldn't matter. When Alex tossed her the jacket, she yipped in surprise, catching it and putting it on after a moment. It smelled like him...a mixture of his shampoo and something else.

She watched him open the window and give her the order to jump out the window. She gave a small nodded, nervous about jumping out the window but she would do it if he wanted her to. She watched him leap out the window and quickly padded over to it, gazing down at him. She wanted to ask if he was sure...but she knew better...so she brought her feet up on the ledge and put her legs over. Her heart pounded as she leaned forward and hesitated a second...then pushed forward. She resisted the urge to scream as she fell, her eyes looking directly down at him as she fell to the ground quickly, praying he caught her.
 
Her reaction to his bite brought a smile to his face. He wasn't quite sure how Andre managed to make his bites hurt as much as they did. Obviously the original puncture would hurt more on a more sensitive spot but after that it generally felt good. Admittedly though, vampires were a very varied creature. You could never be quite sure of what any given vampire had figured out how to do with their body.

If Alex kept using the threat of not getting a meal it was more than likely because he wasn't used to being the benevolent benefactor for someone. Sure, he was nicer than most vampires, depending on whether or not you did something to offend him, but now and then he'd decide to make himself helpful to a mortal. Of course, being helpful, in this case, most certainly meant catching her. If he'd let her hit the ground then Andre would likely get mad at both of them. Needless to say she landed safely in his arms. The second she landed he gave her a quick "Shhh..." of the sort meant to keep someone quiet. the next thing she knew he was running across the yard at a speed that did not suggest he had someone else in his arms, or was anything short of an Olympic sprinter. He reached the gate around the house and kicked off the ground hard, hurling them both over it as if it was a foot high. He continued down the sidewalk for a little bit before he actually set her down, making sure that they were out of view of the home. "Well then, where did you want to eat?" He asked her. "Obviously we can't go anywhere too fancy looking like this." He said, though he doubted she'd want to go to the sort of place where one had to wait a while to be served.
 
As she fell into his arms rather roughly, she grunted as some bruised limbs and her back hit the firmness of his arms. She looked up at him a bit shyly as he continued to be held in his gentle yet tight embrace. As he carried her towards the gate with his supernatural speed, she knew it was in some ways a warning. The unspoken threat screamed "Look how fast I can move...you have no chance of escaping me." Not that she would attempt it anyways, it would just piss off this semi-kind stranger and make Andre furious. She did give a small yip of surprise as he lept over the gate easily and they landed on the other side.

The concrete was cold below her bare feet but it didn't bother her more than the ache in her belly. She wasn't going to complain to him about the chill...not risk not getting something to eat. When he asked her what she wanted to eat, she gave him a blank look for a moment. She hadn't ate a real meal in a long time and she didn't know what was in the surrounding area. "I...I don't know....anything, I'll eat whatever, well, is closest..." she murmured. In her head the less time it took to get to the restaurant, the less time he had to change his mind. The particular type of food didn't matter as long as it was hot and tasted good.
 
It was worth reminding her that he could always catch her. Even if not for his speed, the fact that he'd already drunk her blood meant he could have found her by smell if she came anywhere near him after receiving the slightest of cuts. Bare feet meant that if she went running through back alleys trying to get away from him, she probably would. Still, it wasn't like he'd hold an escape attempt against her, not like Andre would. Getting her back would be a minor annoyance, something worth doing only because her escape would have probably angered Andre quite a bit. Afterall, all other powers aside, his friend had to know Alex was at least strong enough to retrieve one hungry mortal.

He thought for a moment about what was closest and then walked her two blocks over to an all night breakfast restaurant. It looked like the sort of place where most of the customers were impaired in one way or another at most times, be it from lack of sleep of from having recently been the patron of a bar. It also was the sort of place where the waitresses wouldn't think for a moment to enforce any policy that might require shoes. In short, it was perfect for this sort of thing. Alex took a seat and, guessing that she hadn't been out in a long while, took the liberty of ordering for them. He ordered a lot of food, but most of that was for her. He might nibble at a waffle or something but that was for taste alone. Vampires didn't process food well on the whole. Some of them had apparently figured it out, though it still didn't sustain them, Alex would have to bring it back up if he ate more than a few bites. Besides, food rather lost it's majesty once you'd had blood as an alternative. They were served before long and he decided to simply keep his mouth shut and allow her to eat. She needed the food and he didn't really care to make her think smalltalk was necessary.
 
(I apologize for the delay. I was on a sudden business trip and had little time or access to roleplay. I'll be replying frequently again!)

Honestly she was more than happy to allow him to order their food for them, it saved her the trouble of deciding what to eat or trying to order. Although the waitress serving them gave the pair quite a few second glances, the fresh bruise on her cheek and various marks on her exposed areas of skin making the middle aged woman wonder if she should call the police. She kept her eyes focused on their table, her fingers idely playing with the hem of his jacket, his scent playing in her nose. Outside of the clean clothing, she looked a mess and hardly in a state she would want to be seen in in public. But her eyes glanced up at him every once in a while, a mild reverence in them.

In reality this had been the best she'd been treated in a long while but she was waiting for the other shoe to fall. She was waiting for him to demand his compensation for his kindness thus far, not that she would dream denying it from him. No, Andre's punishment for being too fiesty wouldn't be worth it in the end. Even at this moment, the dark vampire was dreaming up plans for new ways to use his pet now that he had someone else there to enjoy her...his mind thought of multiple penetrations, pinning her little body between them...her mouth on one cock screaming as the other cock took her ass...it would be lovely indeed.

The food was hot and delicious, the best meal she had in far too long. She was careful not to eat too much or too fast as it would make her sick either way. But as she felt herself become full she glanced up at him, "T-thank you..." she whispered softly, her eyes glancing up at his face then away. Already her mind wandered over what he would want from her in return for his generosity when they got back to the mansion.
 
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