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MindlessZombie

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Nazarath sighed as he watched his presents go by him one by one. They all seemed so boring. He really didn't ask for this treatment anyways. He had always really wanted a normal life, one not so demanding as this one. Of course, he wasn't the one being demanded to do anything. He was the one meant to demand.

He glared as the people tried to please him with there gifts. He thanked them all of course even though he really didn't see any point of them. He couldn't turn down things though, it would be rude.

As someone came in, they present a present to him. It looked so strange to him. It was a giant sheet and the shape under it was weird. As the sheet was removed his eyes went wide. A girl. He was given a girl for a present.
 

Alice looked at Nazareth with hopeful eyes. She wanted to please anyone who bought her for that was the least she could do for them. She also wanted to fulfill any wish this man had and would do so without question or complaint.

Alice walked over towards him and smiled. Then bowed to him; she was trying to show as mush respect to him as possible. To her he looked like a God and if she was to be his then he would be treated as one.
 
Nazarth stared in shock at the girl. "What..." He said it quietly so that no one would hear what he just said. A slave girl? That's what he gets for a present... That's what they except the rich to want? A slave... who pleases anyway possible. He knew that the main reason these girls were bought were for sexual desire. For men to have their nasty, filthy way with them. He was slightly disgusted at the girft.
 
Alice stood there motionless just waiting on orders from her new master. She really didn't mind being a slave or servant. All she really wants is to be wanted. All her life she has felt alone and unloved; maybe with this new master that she could feel even if just for a moment happy to be wanted.
 
Nazarath waited until after his party was over before he turned his matters back to the girl. Was this something really expected for a gift? Or was this some sick joke from one of the few people that knew what he was, that he was a vampire?

"What is your name?" He asked her calmly. He didn't want to alarm her in any ways. He knew that some slave girls were jumpy and he hoped he didn't have one of those.
 
"My name is Alice." She bowed again in respected and then wished him a Happy Birthday. She felt normal round him and comfortable. She looked at her master and smiled at him warmly. "Master what would you like me to do for you?" she knew she wasn't supposed to talk unless spoken to but she really couldn't help it.
 
"Then hello Alice. And my name is not Master, it is Nazarath." He said and looked her over. She did not have proper clothing. He bet it was because none of her previous master's took care of her well. "You need cloths." He commented on her almost naked body. He looked away. He was a vampire, he did not need things such as sex to pleasure him. Blood was enough to get a rush.
 
Alice blushed. "Oh Maste...I mean Nazarath. You don't need to go through all that trouble just to provide me with clothes." Then she looked down to the floor thinking that she might have displeased her new Master.
 
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