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Rachel [Katon & Zenia]

Rachel gasped in shock as his gash healed, her mind whirled and the one possible answer hit her, the clues were all there it was impossible, but the proof was all there. "It can't be but you a-are a...vampire..." she whispered feeling her world crumble before underneath her feet. As he pulled her towards him, she glared at him trying to keep her voice calm, "I am not afraid of you..." she hissed, in fact she was terrified of him, but did not want to admit it.

As he dragged her to her bed room, she started kicking and letting out a muffled scream. "oh god, why did I even let him in, that was a stupid idea! Never let a stranger inside your house!" she thought to herself as she continued to squirm from his grasp.

Her heart beat faster and faster as they reached the bedroom door. She wanted to break free and to scream but could not do either.
 
As soon as the passed through the door Viktor clumsily throws her towards the direction of the bed and turns to close the door behind him, adding another obstacle to her escape.

“Got it right in one hunny, though it did take you a long time to catch on do you not watch any films?”

Her room is fairly small, enough room for her bed wardrobe and a dresser. One window across the room looks out over a back ally paralleled by another building. Walking across the room Viktor slaps the woman across the face and continues to walk to the window, insuring that the curtains are drawn as to stop prying eyes from viewing what was soon to happen.

At the dresser was a small stool, pulling it up Viktor sits down and takes a moment to relax. Slapping a woman isn’t exactly something he wanted to do but perhaps now she is realising her place.

“Look I never wanted to hurt you, this all could have been so much easier on both of us. Your not strong enough to fight me, you obviously live alone so no one is going to walk in. all hope is gone for you, I’ll give you a moment to calm down and then im done playing.”

Viktor looks down on the poor woman, she is obviously distressed beyond belief and he is surprised he hasn’t caused her a mild heart attack yet. Still even in her frail and fearful state Viktor still can’t take his eyes off her, he has no desire to bite her, well not in a vampric way. She is so beautiful and this is the longest he has ever spent with any one is all the years he cares to remember.
 
Rachel glaring at him, "I don't watch movies do you see a tv here?" she hissed at him, rubbing her cheek where he had hit her. "I prefer books anyway." she muttered to herself. She hated feeling this weak, she hadn't felt this weak since she had been sick last year. She looked at window and the door trying find the best exit, he was near one of her most prize possessions a picture of her family. In it was her mom dad, sister and brother, all of them had died.

She backed up from him even farther she wanted distance between him and time to think things through. Her mind was blank of plans for now, she could fight him, but doubt she would have been able to win. She suddenly wished she had been in her casual clothes instead of her work outfit.

"Damn it what do you want with me!" she yelled at him clenching her fists.
 
A heavy breath and a sign leave Viktor as he reassesses whet he is actually doing here. Looking around the room the woman is right, no TV in the previous room, not one in her bed room either. Said she liked books too, lived alone. She was like the female version of him self, only not cursed.

Catching her eye her sees her looking at a picture across from her bed.

“Your family? Where are they then? Im not a bad person really. What I want from you hmm, well it was going so well in the other room wasn’t it. Guess your against me taking your blood though. Tried to get to know you a little better but you didn’t agree with that either.” Viktor tapping the point on his head where she had struck him and she spoke.
 
Rachel glared at him. "My family is dead if you must know." she replied turning her head away. "They died when I was nine." she explained.

"Of course I hit you, I gave you fair warning about that before you came into my house." she reminded him. "A girl has every right to protect herself." she calmly stated as she leaned against the wall.
 
Not caring much for her complaints Viktor stands up. And moves over to her. She’s pressed her back up against the wall, gaining little distance from him he soon closes the gap and closes in on her. In her lowered state back against the wall Viktor again stairs down at her. Her dress doesn’t leave much to the imagination especially the way she is backed into the corner.

Lurching forward quickly Viktor attempts to grab her and push her onto the bed. His strength enough to easily toss her like a rag doll and the bed this time should make for a more comfortable landing.

“Sad that your family is dead but that’s life.” Moving closer to her as she is on the bed he questions her more about her family. “Do you miss them so you ever want to see them?” With a few more steps he closes the gap between her and the bed, attempting to move onto her and pin her down on the bed, he’s a little more gentle this time, but and resistance will result in his heavy handed tactics again.
 
Rachel couldn't act fast enough and was thrown onto the bed landing with a small thud. "Of course I miss them, but I do not wish to join them in death." she muttered trying to get up. As he pinned her down she again tried to break free of him.

Rachel's hair fell over her face from her tossing and turning, she was full of fear, even her eyes were showing it, she had never had this happen to her and was terrified of what he was going to do to her.

"pleas let me go!" she yelled at him, her heart feeling like it was going to burst out of her chest from the panic.
 
Pushing himself on her as she fell her hair covered her face, Viktor pressed himself against her once more as he had done out side. He didn’t think she would be strong enough to push him off so left her arms, content in the fact that she had hopefully resided in hurting him won’t work.

Breathing heavily on her his cold breath blew the hair from her face and chilled her. Viktor produced no heat of his own, thanks to not even having a proper beating heart.
With the woman now shivering and shaking with fear Viktor closed his eyes and allowed him self to feel her heart beat against his chest, her heart pumping warm fresh blood around her body. Thinking back to how she tasted only a few moments ago he again wants her blood. Wanting it more than anyone else’s he has had before. Stopping him self he breaths heavily one more time and whispers to her ear again.

“You don’t have to join your family, you don’t have to die. We can come to an agreement, you are a beautiful woman. Everyone knows what a man wants, and though I am what I am, im still a man as well.”
 
Rachel closed her eyes and shook her head, "you misunderstood me, I do not want to join them in death yet, when it is my time to go I will go." she told him in fear.

"That doesn't mean I want to become a vampire." she replied to him. She shivered despite herself from his cold breath, "And what you are after I am not willing to give." she snapped at him.

Rachel started to try to push him off of her with her hands to break free from him. "Now. Get. Off. Of. Me!" she grunted using her all her sterength to try and push him off.
 
Pushing back down on her it was obvious she was stubborn and wasn’t going to give her self to him easily. Pushing him self up he once more grabs each of her writs and pushed them back down into the bed stopping her from struggling.

The urge to bite and take her blood had completely left him. This woman was the only person he had touched in years that wasn’t a meal to him. He wanted her for more that that and all the cards seemed to be in his hands at this point.

Screaming would see her die, she was weaker than him so she couldn’t fend him off and she was alone so no one could come and save her. He had al the time in the world, he had come to hers just after 6, it must not have been later than 8, plenty more time to have his way with her.

After pinning her hands back down he moves closer once more. “Not willing to give? You will give. You have no choice, I don’t want to bite you, I don’t want to pass you my curse. But if you scream I will bite and you won’t wake up from it. I want you! And im in a pretty good position to have you. No family to ask about you, no boyfriend to care for you, your all alone pinned to the bed with just me. Accept me and give in submit to me Rachel.”
 
Rachel was terrified she was surprised she hadn't died of fright by now. "I have no choice in the matter. If I say yes he rapes me, if I say no he either rapes me or kills me or both. I don't want to lose my virginity like this though." she thought to herself.

She wanted to scream but fear kept it locked in her throat. All she managed to do was let out a small whimper and closed her eyes not saying a word.
 
On top of her he couldn’t control him self his hands wondered all over his body he felt an amazing sense of power as he had now gained nearly full control of this woman.
His hands glided over her body, her skin was so soft and warm and when his hands met her dress they glided so easily was well the fabric being almost of silk texture.

She had closed her eyes at this point and turned her head, accepting the inevitable that he was to have what every he desired from her and she wont only there to provide. Releasing her hands he then uses his to slide off her dress. Feeling her body as he goes. She is becoming cold, the chill from the touch of his skin contrasting with her sensitive skin passes goose bumps where ever he travels. Pushing him self back up he looks down at her lay there in her under wear.

Gliding his had over her bar to feel the firmness of her breasts. “Not so bad is it, your quite a catch, tell me why no boyfriend.” He just seeks to tease her more first, the control is basically all his as his hands wonder and Rachel just tries to turn her thoughts away from what’s going on.
 
Rachel bit her lip and clenched her hands into fists as he touched her, she couldn't help breaking into goosebumps at his touch. "think of something else Rache just try to ignore it." she thought to herself.

She let out a small whimper as he removed her dress, she was now trembling, feeling him lift up her bra her eyes snapped open fear in them, fear was now coursing through her body.

As he asked her why she didnt have a boyfriend she frowned, "I don't have time for one, or need oone." she snapped at him, annoyed that he was getting into her love life.
 
Rachel was now down to her underwear and her body was an angelic sight, her skin was perfect her body matched the shape of any mans perfect woman, her breast moved in time with her heavy breathing and all of this was exciting Viktor. She smell was taking over him now, her long hair clung on to the smell it had been washed in the morning before, and her perfume was still potent to him, smelling like a garden of flowers to him.

Lying on top of her he felt more human than he ever had before. A dilemma brewed in his him, killing her would mean she was no good to him nothing more than a meal and this idea had already been pushed out. To take the young woman now would see him become a monster, there was no way he would get to see her again, she would no doubt move away or escape the city. A plan formed one in which to keep her as his but allow her to still have her life.

Moving his hand to grasp the back of her neck Viktor pulls Rachel up from the bed and holds her close to his chest, breathing heavily he is struggling to restrain the years of sexual frustration and want for this woman.

“You may think im a monster but im not, you are perfect could even be said the image of an angel. It’s not my place or anyone else’s to deface such beauty. So you have a choice.”

Picking her up he roles her down on the floor and drags her back towards the bed he sits up. Looking down at her he stairs into her eyes, fear and hate now reside with her beautiful eyes tainting them from their original beauty. She doesn’t look at him long though turning her face not wanting to look at the man that is about to destroy her life.
Running his hand around the back of her head the pulls her hair back to make her look up at him.

“I know what I want from you but im going to resist. For my pardon you will instead exact another need of mine. Your down there and im sitting her, lets see if you and figure it out.”
 
Rachel tried to resist being pulled up, but can't he is to strong for her, at the mention of looking like an angel she scoffs, not believing a word of that.

Rachel fell to the ground with a thud and sat back up looking away from him. She yelped as he tugged her hair forcing her to look at him, she again let out a small whimper of fear.

As he stated what he wanted of her she glared at him before asking in a soft tone of voice, "and if I refuse?" she had an idea of what he would do but still tried to act brave, though she was far from it. Her breathing was still heavy and her heart still beating like a drum.
 
Letting go of her hair the woman is still defiant to Viktor’s wishes. And her tone of voice patronising and she questions what he will do if she does not give into him. With one more thrust of his hand he this time attempts to grab her throat and squeeze stopping her air supply momentarily.

Grabbing her in any way possible to show his dominance he pulls her closer once again. “If you refuse then I will have my way, I will rape you here, it won’t be a quick fuck and im gone, I’ll be here all night and things will only get worse, I will make you regret attempting to defy me. I will make you regret living, you will beg for me to kill you. The humiliation and abuse you will suffer will make you feel less than mortal.”

Pushing her away once more to look her over and give him time to him he relaxes back slightly. “And it won’t end with tonight, I’ll come back and I’ll keep visiting, in the day you can be some normal human working away thinking you make a difference, but of a night you will be my property. There will be no escape, I know your taste, I’ll be able to find you with ease. So the choice is yours. And this is my last offer. So stop being a stubborn bitch.”
 
Rachel eyes widened as he grabbed her throat making her not able to breath, she grabbed his hand and tried to pull it off of her with no avail as he pulled her closer towards him. When he said he would rape her if she didn't comply she closed her eyes so that the fear wouldn't show.

When he pushed her back she started taking big gulps of air one hand gently rubbing her throat. She couldn't find the words she needed to speak all she could do was try to calm herself down.
 
Soon as he let go of Rachel she retracted back, trying to give her self room to breath as she gasped in as much air as she could. Lying back on the floor looking across to Viktor she didn’t speak. She looked a vision even in her exasperated state. Posed looking like a model on some beach in her underwear, her bra and pants matched which made her even more inviting. Red French knickers and a red bra, both matching the same lacy cliquey design on the front, he’s not manager to catch a glimpse of her behind but he guessed it would be perfect and firm.

Standing up he walks over to where she is and pushes for an answer, taking his food he presses down on her chest so she is fully on her back. Adding a little weight to his foot her questions her one final time.
“Last time Rachel what will it be? Im growing impatient, I have been fair so far.”
 
Rachel looks up at him her eyes a bit icy, "You will leave me alone if I do this?" she asked him, she felt the pressure on her chest and grunted a bit in pain, his boots digged into her flesh, and she let out a small whimper of pain mixed with fear, she wanted his answer before she gave him hers.

She wanted to grab his foot and twist it off, but she could tell he was already teetering over the edge and one false move would set him off so she didn't, instead she clenched her fists, "fair he thinks this is being fair? I have seen con men fairer then this!" she thought to herself
 
Lifting his boot from her chest a small imprint of the sole could be seen on her chest, his weight and her light skin, making a near perfect imprint of his boot. Stepping off her Viktor once again lowers him self to her level so that he might engage her more intimately. Looking into her eyes his piercing stair gives a image of noting but ill intent towards the young woman.

“See a problem is I can’t leave you alone now can I? I mean you know im not normal, you know my face. Not much stopping you filing a report on me? I think were stuck together, I was never going to just leave you. You’re the perfect catch for me, no one will miss you, you have no one who depends on you, so you can be my little minion so to speak. What I say goes and you are happy to oblige.”

Standing up once more he moves to stand over her, his figure imposingly tall over her position laid down on the floor, looking down at her he begins to rub him self through his pants. Continually rubbing him self as a hint Viktor reminds her of her ultimatum. “So what will it be, you can end this suffering and become my little toy. Or you can continue to hope there is a way around it and well, the rests not worth thinking about. Not yet, any way.” A sinister grin lines across his face as he stars down at Rachel.
 
Rachel glares at him "So no matter what I do I lose." she hissed at him glaring up at him as she got up. "Either I do what you want me to and hate myself, or you do whatever the hell you feel like and I hate myself! Hell later on if I agree to you, you will probably do that anyway." she barked at him, tears briefly filled her eyes and she looked away.

"and aren't I a little young for you? Who knows how old you are I am only nineteen!" she snapped at him wiping the tears from her eyes.
 
Rachel couldn’t even stand to look up at Viktor any more, unknown to him if it was burning hatred for the monster that had left her with no option that would see her safety or that she had given up hope and had submitted to the fact she was doomed.

Continuing to look down at the sobbing woman Viktor can’t offer her any condolences. “No woman wants to be rapped, im giving up the option to stop that and for that you should be grateful. As for my age well even im am a little hazy as to the actual figure but just look at me, only a little older than you, if we were do walk side by side down the street what would people think? They wouldn’t bat an eye lid, im not some decrepit old man, I’ve never aged.”

The shock that she was only nineteen took Viktor back some what, the fact that she had lost all her family this girl was quite an unlucky one. Still he was the one in control and to show weakness now would end all of this and end in him having to rape her.

Walking back over Viktor sits on the bed and leaves Rachel to sob on the floor on her own. Calling across no less than a moment later.
“Times ticking child, collect your self and then come here, if I have to get up again you will receive no mercy. Crawl here Rachel, time to accept you fate.”
 
Rachel heard every word he said, it was true no girl wanted to be raped, but they also didn't want this. With a heavy heart she started to crawl to him, her arms and legs trembling. She hung her head low, her hair fell over her shoulders and covered her face.

"I guess people were right when they call me the unluckiest girl at school." she thought to herself glumly.
 
As Rachel crawled her way along the floor Viktor watched in silence as his prize moved it way closer to him. A delighted smile lit across his face as she crawled closer and closer. Her arms were trembling causing her body shake and move uneasily towards him. Her head was bowed and her hair fell down in front of her shoulders and blocked her face from view. Closer she came as Viktor prepared him self.

Coming up in front of him Rachel sits on her knees. Viktor strokes her hair, she has finally given in and now she is all his to do as he pleases. He runs his hand across her face, gliding it over where he had hit her. Still slightly sore from where he had hit her she pulls away from his touch slightly, though Viktor knows his cold touch would be a refreshing touch on her red sore cheek. Pulling her hair back to fall behind her shoulders he looks into her eyes, a look of helplessness resides in her eyes now, though Viktor is still captivated by them.

“One task for tonight it’s been a strain on you poor girl. For tonight you do this for me and then I will leave you.” As he strokes and talks to her he moves his hand and pushes her head to encourage her to perform her task. Only when she exacts this service onto him does he know she is fully broken to him.

“I will return though, when I feel like using you. Next time we meet things might flow a little easier for both of us.” Pulling her head up so she can see him grim one final time. “I think you will behave from now on.”
 
Rachel felt his touch on her cheek and jerked her head away, she didn't want his touch on her "note to self after this, read more vampire books... and not that twilight crap." she thought to herself.

As he pushed her head she let out a small whimper of fear, she knew what he wanted but was scared to do so, she had never done anything like it before. She wanted to scream to do something, but she was terrified, he was right she had no one who would miss her. Finally giving in she started to do the task that would keep her alive, her eyes tearing up as she did so, but she didn't shed a single tear.
 
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