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Vampiric Domination (Rania Lark and Alisa_Perne

Rania Lark

Rania Lark

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The market was bustling with activity the day of the weekly auction. There were humans in rows of cages lining every inch of the warehouse with only a five foot aisle between each row. There were humans in various degrees of undress as well as consciousness. Some were blood slaves, used only for their life force, others more all rounders, pleasing their Masters any way they so desired.

It had been years since the uprising of the vampires. They attacked out of nowhere and humans were not prepared. It only took a year for the vampires to defeat humans and take over society. They turned everything on its head and reduced all humans to nothing more than slaves for vampires' entertainment.

It was in one of these cages where a young redhead was housed. She was naked and chained to the back bars of the cage. Her breasts were on display for all to see and examine but she had her knees pulled up to her chest concealing much of her nakedness. She was a beautiful young woman aside from the small cuts and scrapes she had endured during her escape and recapture.

Eryne was her name and she had escaped from her previous master only days before. Her lack of clothes and her bare feet hadn't taken her very far and it was merely hours before she was recaptured and brought to the markets to be resold at her masters request. So here she was, bound to the bars of the cage waiting for the next Master or Mistress to purchase her for whatever their heart desired.
 
Alisa walked through all of the cages, she really was just bored, not looking for anything in particular, when she spotted the girl, the read head, caught her eye, her skin was pale and her hair was a fiery read, she walked over to the cage, and smiled a fanged smile, her fangs were not quite like the rest of the vampires, she had two sets of two fangs on top, and two sets of two on the bottom, signifying alot of things, the most apparent, if she bit you, you didnt live to tell the tale. "That one." She said, to one of the slave traders.

"She will be nothing but trouble for you, she keeps escaping." The man said.

"Thats alright, where shes going, she wont have any need to escape." Alisa smiled.

"Ahh i see one of those types of slaves." The man smiled, cash was exchanged, and he walked over and unlocked the girls cage.
 
Eryne looked up from her seated position, her green eyes narrowed into slits as the woman expressed her purchase and credits were exchanged rather quickly. It was unusual for the auction but Eryne had been a thorn in the slavers' side for quite some time. Her rattling the cage of the order of society was constantly getting her sent back to the auctions.

Then she heard the woman say she would have no need to escape where she would be going next. The wheels started turning in Eryne's head, contemplating where it was she was being taken. But she didn't have much time to think before the slaver took out a large ring of keys and, flashing his own fanged smile to the Mistress unlocked the cage.

"Would you like her bound or would you prefer to do it yourself, Mistress?" The slaver asked, knowing that some vampires preferred to dominate their slaves right away where others preferred to wait. He didn't want to overstep his boundaries, so he asked to make sure before making another move.
 
"None of that will be necessary." Alisa put a hand out towards the girl, "Come to me. But know this, the moment you take my hand, your life changes, if you try to escape, there will be no market, there will be nothingness for you, you will die, i can promise you two things, pleasure, and safety, take solace in the fact that im not going to bite you, because if i bit you, you would no longer be breathing. I am not a simple vampire, like my friend here, i was a warrior, i helped conquer this world, i am not built to simply feed, i devour, its a fate worse than death." The other vampire actually showed a little fear in his eyes, and took a step back and gulped, it seemed as if everyone in the room noticed her, the humans cowered in fear, but that was normal, but to see a vampire show fear, from another vampire, meant only one thing, power. Vampires all had varying degrees of power, mostly designated by their fangs or auras, only vampires could sense other vampires auras, but the higher the degree of power, the more respected and revered one was among vampire society.
 
Eryne looked up towards the vampire who stood at the entrance to her cage grinning with two sets of fangs on the upper and the lower rows of teeth. Those vampires were rare and Eryne had never seen one before in her life. And when the slaver backed away, visibly shaking with fear, Eryne felt the same fear.

And the threat of death rang in her ears causing her own eyes to widen. If she didn't go with the woman, she would be tortured and brutally killed. That was when she took a glance to her side and saw every other human back away from her cage, their eyes wide with terror. And that as well sent a tinge of fear through Eryne's body. After the vampire finished her offer, Eryne heard the subtle click of the cuffs around her wrists unlock electronically.

The naked girl stood up slowly, taking her time to contemplate her fate before she condemned herself to it. Any hope of escape would be lost once she took the vampire's hand but if she resisted it was certain death as well. So Eryne took a step forward. Her pale skin shimmered in the dim light under a faint layer of sweat from the heat if the auction. Her figure was slight with a certain strength about it; pert breasts that stood high on her chest, a flat stomach, muscular legs and slender arms.

Eryne took another step forward and decided that life was a better fate than death and reached out to take the vampire's hand, sealing her fate.
 
Alisa firmly, yet gently grabbed the womans hand, noticing the woman was stark raving naked, she took off her long coat and put it over the woman, "Sorry, i know you are sweating already, but whats mine is mine, and the rest of the world has lost the opportunity to see it." Alisa chuckled, "Just kidding, sort of, im not going to dehumanize you is what im trying to say, you will have certain freedoms to an extent, and i promise you will not feel like a slave." Alisa escorted the girl out to her car. It was an exotic affair, a one of a kind Lamborghini Aventador, it was black, completly, black, not one single piece of chrome, anywhere on the car.

Alisa reached into her pocket and pressed a button on the remote, both doors popped open. "Get in." She said as Alisa walked over to her side and started the car up, it did the most unexpected thing, it looked like it would just scream and roar, but it started up, and went to a gentle purr.
 
Eryne felt the firmness of the vampire's grip and knew immediately that she was owned by a very powerful vampire, not that she didn't already know from the woman's revelation that she had been one of the ones to build this world. Yet her next act of kindness completely skewed Eryne's opinion of her. The overcoat was not large but it covered Eryns nudity almost completely. The only part of her left visible was her lower legs and her feet.

Not feeling like a slave? Eryne wondered what kinds of freedoms she would be afforded under her new Mistress. She hadn't had many since she was sold for the first time and escaped very shortly after. Most masters kept her under lock and key for most of the day.

Eryne followed the woman's lead as she took her by the hand again and led her outside to an exotic, expensive car. Eryne nodded and obeyed her new Mistress, sliding into the low seat and pulling her legs into the car on the passenger side. She sat straight and remained silent, not wanting to speak lest it be seen as disobedience. The vampire was powerful and the last thing Eryne wanted was to make her angry.
 
Alisa flipped a switch, the doors slid down on their hydraulics and shut, once again, the unexpected happened, she didnt take off like a bat out of hell, although the speedometer went over two hundred miles an hour, it was very apparent this car, was probably the fastest thing in a one hundred mile radius, instead she gently mashed the gas and cruised down the road onto the highway.

"Now my pet." Alisa put a hand on the girls leg, "Dont worry, thats more of a term of endearment than anything, as i said, you wont feel like a slave, you are free to roam about my property, just be back before the sun goes down, and you are not allowed to do such roaming, untill you have completed a few chores." Alisa smiled, "Dont worry nothing too cumbersome, of course there will be days, when you will not be allowed to roam, because i will have other things planned for you."

Alisa paused for a second as she focused on changing lanes and getting off the highway, "Now then, i do plan on going out tonight, and i do wish to take you with me."
 
Eryne remained silent as the doors hissed on their hydraulics and slid smoothly closed. When she heard the doors click shut, the sense of ownership returned to her. Eryne kept her gaze out of the passengers tinted window when the car slowly and smoothly slid out onto the highway. When the vampire did not speed the car up to unreasonably fast speeds, Eryne's brow furrowed slightly. Why the exotic, fast car if one was not going to use it.

But again, she kept her mouth shut. Then she felt the icy cold of a vampire's touch on her thigh. Eryne turned her head towards the woman as she spoke of the plans and allowances she would be afforded with the rules Eryne would need to comply. Then she mentioned going out and taking Eryne with her and the slave's curiosity got the better of her and she spoke for the first time.

"Where will you be taking me?" She asked quietly, hoping the woman's kindness would extend to a slave speaking out of turn.
 
Alisa smiled, "Just one second." They were finally on a long, narrow, curvy road, it looked like a private road, Alisa brought the car to a stop, "Its called the broken stake, its a club for vampires, and mortals alike, the mortals being the vampires slaves that is. And i, own the place." She chuckled, revved the car which went from a purring kitten to a dragons roar, in a flash she had the woman buckled in her seat, Alisa let off the clutch and the car shot forward, human beings would be pushed back by this momentum, affected by the G-Forces, but she didnt move an inch from her spot, she rocketed down the straights, slid sideways through the turns, and just as soon as the beast had awoken, it went back to sleep agian, as they cruised the last hundred yards up to her mansion.

"The beginning of the private road, past this house, two miles in every direction, that is my property, you have quite a lot of area to explore, theres a couple of old houses on this place, a barn or two, theres alot to explore, even i havent seen it all, perhaps we could take the day and go for a really really long walk." She brought the car to a stop, and pushed a button, the doors popped open agian, and Alisa turned the ignition off.
 
Eryne nodded and waited for the vampire to describe where they were going to go. A club? Eryne had never been to one before and her mind immediately began thinking of what would happen there. She didn't have but a moment to think of all the possibilities when she was securely buckled into her seat in a flash.

Eryne opened her mouth to ask why all of a sudden she was buckled in when the car shot off at a massive speed. Immediately, Eryne was forced back solidly against the back of her seat and her arms and legs were unable to move. Her breath caught in her throat and she couldn't move until, just as quickly as it had started, the car slowed to a crawl once again.

Eryne's chest rose and fell quickly and her breath came in short gasps as she tried to catch it from such an experience. Eryne barely heard the vampires description of her property and dumbly nodded at her request of a walk. When the doors opened, Eryne realized that her knuckles were white from holding on so tight to the armrests of her seat. She couldn't move, so she just sat in the seat with the door wide open, her nerves getting the better of her.
 
Alisa chuckled, "That, was only the beginning, i waited till i was on a road, where it was completely impossible for anything to distract me before i did that. Your reaction was better than i thought it would be, i expected you to scream, it is absolutely excellent that you reacted the way you did, that tells me that you do not show fear, no matter how hard someone pushes you, the only vampire you should be afraid of tonight is me. So dont be worried about tonight." Alisa got out of the car, "Come come now, only three hours till we leave, have to get you showered, and fed. Do you drink?"
 
No fear? Eryne was terrified, it was jut with her breath being held, she couldn't scream. It took her until the vampire finished telling her what was needed before they left for Eryne to regain her bearings enough to peel her fingers from the armrest of the seat. Eryne slowly got out of the car, her legs still shaky from the ride.

It took Eryne a moment to regain her balance enough to put one foot in front of the other to walk towards the imposing mansion. It was bigger than any house she had ever seen and Eryne marvelled at its opulence. She stood still, her eyes wide with amazement for a moment, before she forced herself to walk behind her new Mistress towards the front door of the structure.

"Drink what, Mistress?" Eryne eked out in reply to the question
 
"Liquor of course." She laughed, "My dear darling what did you think i was going to ask...blood?" she laughed again, "Now then, would you like to eat or shower first?" Alisa slid out of her clothes as soon as they were in the front door, she tossed them aside, her backside was covered in tattoos, it was the language of cuniform, a very ancient language, her kinds language, Alisa turned to face the girl, the front of her body had a few tattoos on it, and one quite distinctive one, over her chest, between her nice C cup breasts, that were firm, It was a dragon, surrounding a wooden stake, at the top of the stake was a scorpion, the scorpion had the dragon by the head with one of its pinchers, and had pierced the dragons skull with its stinger. Her body build was that of a female Olympic athlete. It was firm, toned, she had a faint outline of a six pack on her stomach, as well as a little muscle tone. Her hair was the deepest darkest black, and her eye color varied between, black, blue, green and yellow, whatever her mood was.
 
Eryne breathed a sigh of relief when her mistress laughed at her question about drinks. She didn't know what she meant and was happy when liquor was the only thing offered. Eryne nodded and smiled lightly at what the vampire made out to be a joke before following her into the house. She remained standing in the foyer of the home, the coat still covering her nudity when her Mistress slid completely out of her clothes once the door clicked shut.

Eryne's eyes widened at the sight of the large tattoo of ancient characters adorning the vampires backside. She had never seen such characters before and the message of them was lost on the young slave but it automatically made the vampire seem more dangerous.

And the danger became even more apparent when the woman turned around, the front of her body between her breasts adorned with a violent tattoo of a dragon and a scorpion fighting to the death. Eryne's eyes widened and she gulped in fear of the muscular woman before her.

Eryne instinctively held the coat closer to her body merely out of the terror the vampire instilled in her making her threats from the markets all the more real. Eryne remained standing stock still in the doorway and thought of her answer before speaking a word.

"Whatever you want to do, Mistress." Was all she could say.
 
"I do fancy a bite to eat myself, by the way, the house is clothing optional, in fact, its encouraged that you do not wear clothes while inside." Alisa walked to the kitchen which was a mere ten feet away, it was a nice large kitchen, like the kitchens you see in very large mansions, it had clean surfaces, a large fridge, and pots and pans hanging from the ceiling by hooks, for ease of access. There was a gigantic bowl of fruit on one of the counters.

"You know, when you take over the world, often, you get to see alot of it as well, learn alot about it." She pulled a few ingredients out, "As a result i developed a fancy for cooking, and dont ask me what my favorite thing to cook is, because i dont even know anymore." She laughed, "Im putting together something quick and simple, have you ever had eggs in a basket?"

She cracked some eggs, "Its quite delicious, and so very simple, you take a piece of bread and cut a nice sized hole in it, butter it, then throw it in a pan." She did all of this while she was talking. "Then you take egg. and pour it in the hole." she did so and put a lid on it, "Now, in about five minutes you will have a english breakfast."

Alisa pulled the lid off the pan for a second, "But i think im going to do something different." She went to the fridge, pulled out some cheese, then put it on the bread in the pan and closed it. "Now its like a reverse egg sandwich, filling, tasty, and its what you would call comfort food, it just makes you feel good inside."
 
Eryne nodded when Mistress chose to eat first and then walked, or rater floated smoothly into the kitchen speaking of clothing not being encouraged in the house. Eryne nodded and whispered "Yes mistress" before removing the coat, leaving her completely naked once again. Once she was undressed, Eryne followed the vampire into the kitchen.

Erynes body was decidedly less decorated than her Mistress'. She had no tattoos or brands and not even her ears were pierced. She looked like a plain jane, not noticeable next to the other woman's elaborate tattoos and long hair and piercing eyes.

Eryne stopped at one side of the island and shook her head no to Mistress' question regarding ever having tried eggs before. Eryne had been lucky to get gruel at all of her previous homes and even they was only if she was lucky. She watched the woman float all over the kitchen preparing the meal and explaining each piece. Eryne tried to keep up with the recipe in case cooking was one of her chores.

"What are my chores Mistress," Eryne asked as the eggs were cooking.
 
"Just small general upkeep of the house, dishes, laundry, cleaning anything that needs to be cleaned, and eventually, cooking meals for myself, you, and any guests i may have." Alisa sat a plate on the counter and slid it her direction, she walked to the fridge, grabbed some orange juice, poured it in a glass and slid it the girls direction as well. "I never got your name, mine is Alisa." She said as she quickly prepared a second meal for herself.

She finished preparing it and began eating it. "I think this will be quite an experience for you. With a little work, i will turn you into a well educated, well groomed, and well cultured individual." Alisa finished her meal and walked towards the girl, gently running a hand down the girls spine, "Your body is practically a perfect canvas, I wish to have it decorated." Alisa smiled, "It will hurt, but there is never beauty without pain."

Alisa started to walk off, "When you finish, go up the stairs to the second floor, down the hallway on your right, third door on your left, i will be waiting." She walked off up the stairs to the room she had designated and started a shower, the bathroom was intricate, priceless pieces of artwork decorated it, the shower looked as if it could fit ten people inside it it had four shower heads, two on the opposite walls, and two on the parallel wall. Inside there was a radio built into the wall, Alisa turned it on and started to softly play some classical music.
 
Eryne nodded as the vampire listed off standard chores that she would be required to do. They were all fairly simple tasks that Eryne had done before other than cooking. That seemed to be a large challenge for the young woman. She didn't even know if she could cook. But she guessed she would be taught.

Eryne watched as the vampire plated her food and slid it smoothly across the counter to her. Eryne looked at the dish curiously, examining it. She had never tasted cheese before as she was never allowed luxuries such as that but she had always wanted to taste it.

"My name is Eryne," she replied as she pinched off some of the melted cheese from the plate, gingerly putting it in her mouth. It was delicious! Erynes eyes widened and she immediately began to devour the food with her fingers, barely hearing the vampire explain of her plans to make Eryne a culturally sophisticated educated slave.

She caught the glass as it was slid over to her. She finished her meal just as her mistress walked past her rubbing her fingertips up Erynes spine. A shiver ran up the slaves body at the prospect of how much pain she would have to endure in order to be decorated to what the vampire wished.

She nodded at the directions and set about cleaning up the kitchen before following the directions and the music to the shower room where the other woman waited. Eryne entered slowly, her eyes widening in amazement at the opulence of the room.
 
"Come come my darling, step in, lets get you cleaned and get you looking pretty for this evening, after all we are going to my establishment, cannot have you looking a hot mess now can we?" She clicked her tongue on her teeth, those cuts will have to go, are there any other wounds or such, that need healing? Perhaps you are a little ill?" She smiled a deadly smile, "My blood is potent my darling, it can heal any wound or ailment, even fatal ones."

"I saw you gawking at my tattoos earlier, so if you wish i can tell you what they all mean, and what i have planned for you." She smiled another deadly smile.
 
Eryne was looking around the room in awe, totally lost in her own thoughts and marvelling at the luxury and opulence of even the bathroom when her Mistress' voice rang out in her ears, coaxing her into the room. Eryne nodded and slowly walked in, trying to take in every inch of the gilded bath and shower and all the artwork adorning the walls. It looked like it was more a gallery than a bathroom. She was only pulled from her awe by the clicking of the vampire's teeth. She looked down at herself and took note of all the small cuts from the brambles she had run through on her last escape attempt.

Most of them were already scabbed over but there were still a couple that were an angry red colour. When asked of any other injuries, Eryne shook her head lightly.

"No," she replied, "Only the cuts."

At the mention of the vampire's tattoos, Eryne's eyes immediately went to the large one on the woman's chest. A rather large, noticeable piece that would leave anyone wondering what it meant, especially one so large. And then she mentioned revealing the plans she had for Eryne and Eryne's eyes returned to her own body, trembling at what was in store for her.
 
Alisa smiled, "Stand very still girl." She ran her hands over the girls body, gently, feeling for any cuts, Alisa turned to one corner of the shower, and pressed a button, a drawer slid out with a soft whoosh sound, in it were all sorts of vanity items, and a jeweled dagger in a sheath, she pulled the dagger out, and slit her hand open, she dripped blood over every one of the girls cuts, they healed instantly, and when Alisa opened her palm, her own cut had healed, she put the dagger in its sheath, in the drawer, and shut it.

Alisa looked down at her chest, "This tattoo catches your attention no?" She smiled, "Perhaps you heard the stories, of the raids.you look old enough, there was a small division of vampires, six of us, i am the last that remains of this division." She pointed to the tattoo, "The scorpion symbolizes precision, the dragon symbolizes the military of the world, big, powerful, but not able to see the tiny scorpion, dealing the pinprick right to its heart. My division lead the raids on the military bases, six of us versus an entire military base, even though vampires are hated, you have to admire the precision and strength, and stealth it took to invade, and destroy an entire military base with six people. We had some big guns sister, some very big guns."

Alisa turned her back to the girl, "Wash my back while i tell you the story of these words, and then i shall wash yours." She said.
 
Eryne walked into the shower as she was ordered and stood in the center of the shower. She remained still as the woman's hands ran all over her body, checking for all of her cuts. The Mistress' hands were icy cold and had a power to them that Eryne had never experienced before. She could not run from this woman, she would be caught and killed, she knew it. And that thought send a shiver through the slave's body, causing goosebumps to appear all over her pale skin. She then felt the warmth of the blood dripping over each of her cuts, closing them, and leaving nothing but flawless skin in their wake. Eryne lifted her arm and stared in wonder at the healing that she had just experienced.

The story the Mistress told next sent waves of fear right through Eryne's body once again. She had heard the tales and the legend of the six vampires who had invaded and destroyed one of the main military bases in the world. Eryne's eyes widened in terror as she explained that she was the only remaining one from those six and it was cemented in Eryne's mind that she was never getting away from this Mistress. She was owned.

When Alisa turned her back to Eryne, requesting to wash her back, Eryne nodded and turned on the shower, letting the warm water wash over the two of them, creating a sheen over both their skins that glistened in the light of the bathroom. Eryne took hold of a sponge laying on a small shelf near the temperature control of the shower and rubbed a bar of soap into the softness. She made sure to get a foamy lather before she began rubbing the sponge over her Mistress' back listening intently to the stories she would tell.
 
Alisa bowed her head and let the water wet her hair and neck, "That, is the story of the first vampire, she was misunderstood, she had powers of healing, both the taking and giving of life, and she only wanted to help the world, she had a dark side, she needed to feed on blood, she settled for small animals, even though humans were by far a better meal, one she had only experienced once, she went to cities, and hospitals, even small towns, healing the sick, and sometimes raising the dead, her blood was that potent, one day she was caught by a man in the country, feeding on a cow, despite her good deeds, she was punished to the highest degree, they tried to burn her alive, but her blood was so potent, the skin that was burned immediately healed, they tried to cut off her head, every blade broke on her neck, they tried to put a stake through her heart, the metal merely bent on her chest, she cried out to the people that she wasnt hurting a single person, and only required the blood of livestock to live."

A small tear ran down her check as she continued, "But the people said that was too much, and claimed false things about her, blamed her for deaths that she had nothing to do with, they sent her in exile, put up walls around their big cities, forcing her to roam the wastelands forever, she gathered followers, people who worshiped her as a goddess, and then, she turned them, she made an army, and took over the world, swearing the humans would pay."
 
Eryne kept moving the sponge around her Mistress' back for the first part of the story. Sudsing up her back in small waves of soap before the falling water of the shower came down and washed away the designs, making them appear even more temporary. Eryne moved methodically, the water only running down the front of her chest and down over her stomach as the story continued.

Her lathering slowed down as the story went on, becoming a tragic tale of a misunderstood woman and the anger of that scorned woman. Eryne had grown up in a world run by vampires so she had a hard time believing that any humans could even attempt an defeat a vampire. She had heard of small rebel cells, yes, but they never succeeded. Most of them were put down within hours of uprisings and all of them killed or turned to live a life of shame, being forced to feed on humans, the very beings they had tried to protect.

By the end of the story, Eryne had stopped moving the sponge. She was enthralled in the legend of the first vampire and the origins of all vampires. It was a spectacular yet tragic tale and Eryne had forgotten her orders in order to lose herself within the story.
 
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