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Fantasm

Will’s new old home: Part 2

So this one is less erotic, and focuses on some drama….I like it, you may not, but I like it….btw, if you want to see anything in particular happen in this story, post a comment about what you want to see, and if I like it, it’s in!! 🙂

Fantasm

Punishing Rachel, Part Two

Thanks so much for all your encouragement, feedback, and ratings on part one! Hope you like this one too. I write them as fast as I can but my private time is scarce so bear with me.

Fantasm

The Kidnapping

This story might be a little more confusing it contains two different POV’s the female character (written by me) and the male (written by Adam, Edited by me) it’s written how he would like it to happen the darker parts are his POV the rest is mine

Fantasm

Life and Times of Will and Brook Ch. 1

The third installment of the Will’s New Home Series! This one is more erotic, the plot will pick up, i promise. You don’t have to but read my old stories first so you can have a grasp on what’s happening, or just read it for the sex. Either way your call 🙂

Fantasm

Plaything #1

Her online master had given her a few tasks. Her family would be in and out of the house all day, which made it even hotter for her. She had her own room and bathroom luckily, so she had some privacy. Her first rule as she woke up and went online to talk to her master was to lock her door and strip.
She did so and sat down naked in front of her computer. This was the first time she was doing something like this so she was very excited. Next, she was to acquire a few binder clips, some hair clips, string, markers, a cucumber, vaseline, hair brush, rubber bands and her used panties from the day before. Most of the things she had in her room already, except for the cucumber which was in the kitchen and her used panties which were in the laundry room in the basement.
It was quite early and no one else had woken up in her house, but they would soon enough. Her master made her get everything in her room first and place it on her bed. Then he told her to take a black sharpie and write “Fuckhole #1” on her pussy, “Fuckhole #2” on her ass, and “Slutty tit #1” and “Slutty tit #2” on each of her breasts. She did so and master admired her handiwork. Then it was time for her to sneak out of her room and into the kitchen and laundry room to gather the rest of her items.
Her heart raced as she stuck her head out of her bedroom door, hearing for anyone waking up. The house was quiet so she ran out and practically fell down the stairs in her hurry. Her small but pert 34b tits bounced around as she ran into the kitchen and found the largest cucumber she could. Then she went down into the chilly basement which made her nipples hard and fished out her used panties, buried beneath dirty clothes.
Her scent still fresh on her panties, she held both items in her hands and ran back upstairs, almost tripping into her room as she heard someone’s door open. She practically slammed her door shut in fear, scared that someone would see her in her nude glory, and even worse, all that she had written on her.
Her master was quite pleased with her as she sat the remaining items down on her bed and placed her laptop by her pillow. It was time for her to begin her tasks. First she was to take the rubber band and snap it on her nipples 10 times each. She was whimpering by the end of it, her nipples so sore and painful. But that was only the beginning.
Then she had to place one binder clip on each nipple, racking up the pain ten times. Her tits were in agony as the binder clips pinched her already pained teats. She had tears in her eyes but she left the clips on. Next she was ordered to get her pussy sopping wet by watching some porn chosen by her master while fingering herself. In no time at all there was a dark spot on her bed underneath her.
Deciding she was ready, master ordered her to sit back, spread her legs and pussy open, and begin inserting the large cucumber. She pushed her laptop opposite the backboard she was leaning against and began inserting the vegetable. It was humongous and stretched her hole wide as it went in inch by inch. All the while her nipples pained her, even a slight shake bringing tears to her eyes. It took some time but eventually she had most of the cucumber in.
Then the master told her to waddle to her door with the cucumber in, unlock it, and open it about an inch. He wanted her to feel a sense of fear and possible humiliation if she were to be caught. She came back and sat down on the cucumber which was lodged into her tightly.
Next she had to lube up the handle of the hairbrush with some vaseline. Her ass facing her laptop screen, she twisted and turned it till it slid in all the way. Then she had to stuff her used panties into her mouth, which she dutifully sucked dry of her old juices.
Next came the string. She had to tie some to each clip on her tits, and the other end to each opposing thumb. This was done while she was on all fours facing the door. So her thumbs string was each tied to the opposite sides nipple. She placed the laptop between the door and her. Her master told her to stay like this for one whole hour, not moving one muscle.
So she stayed in that position for the next 60 minutes. The door ajar, she on all fours with her clipped tits painfully stretched by each thumb by string, a large cucumber in her pussy, and a hairbrush handle in her asshole. The cucumber almost slipped out once, but she was able to clench her pussy tightly and keep it in. Her nipples were painfully stretched towards her thumbs the whole time, and she knew that it would be difficult to wear a bra for the next week or so. Her family members walked past her door a few times as well, making her heart speed up in fear, but no one walked in on her.
The 60 minutes finally ended with her master telling her to get on her knees and untie her nipples before taking out the cucumber, hair brush and panties. He made her put on her used panties and give herself a mega wedgie, the material being forced into her ass and pussy. Her pussy lips obscenely jutted out on each side of the fabric, just the way her master liked it.
Then her master asked her when her brother would leave for the day. It would be one more hour until he left for work. Master told her that they would be having some fun in her brothers room today then. First though, she had to do a bit more writing on herself.
Sitting down with her wedgie going deeper into her pussy, she wrote underneath each tit, “Brother’s little fucktoy” and “Horny little sister.” That done, Master made her watch some porn till her brother left, then she had to take her laptop to her brothers room.
Closing the door and setting the laptop down on his bed, she took up a position opposite the screen. “You can take the panties off slut, I want you to stuff them into a corner of his underwear drawer so he can smell you every time he takes something out.” The panties were completely soaked in the crotch and smelled strongly, so she stuffed them deep into a drawer corner and covered it up with some boxers.
“Does your brother have a console controller somewhere?” her master then asked and she looked around before responding, “Yes master, he has two by his TV.”
“Good, I want you to masturbate with a controller while you think about your brother till you cum, the longer you take, the more likely it is that you’ll get caught.”
With wide eyes, she ran to grab one before sitting down in front of the laptop on her brothers bed with her legs spread wide.
“Hmmm, wait slut!”
The console stopped mere inches away from her pussy lips. “I want to make this a bit more fun and humiliating. I want you to run back to your room and grab those cuffs I got you, but leave the key behind. Also get your butt plug and nipple clamps with string attached. When you get back, leave the door unlocked with it open two inches. Hurry back!”
With a groan, she leapt off the bed and stuck her head out the door, taking a second to make sure no one was walking by before running into her room and getting everything and running back with it, leaving the door two inches apart as well.
“Good slut, now put that butt plug up your ass, clamps on your nipples with each string end attached to a bed pole behind you, and lastly handcuff yourself. The controller should be under your pussy so you can hump it.”
Listening, she got her large butt plug painfully shoved into her asshole before clamping her nipples tightly and tying a string end to each bed pole behind her. It was quite taut and stretched her nipples to the sides. Before handcuffing herself, she got herself into a position where she could rub her pussy against the controller. Lastly, she cuffed her hands behind her back and started to masturbate. Her master taunted and scared her as she tried to cum desperately.
“Imagine if someone were to walk in? Maybe your brother? You’d have to rip those nipple clamps off as you ran off to your room, but you’d leave me behind to chat with him, wouldn’t you? I’d be fast if I were you!”
Her heart sped up with images of being found out, and she was momentarily distracted from her task.
“Well, I’m not that mean, so I’ll speed you along with some fantasies. I’m sure you’re a horny enough slutty pig that you wouldn’t hesitate to ride your brothers morning wood if I asked you to, wouldn’t you? You’d even handcuff yourself so he’d be free to play with your tits, already having writing on them describing what you wanted him to do to you.”
The girls heart started to speed up and her pussy got wetter as she grinded her clit onto the controller, imagining her brothers cock going deep inside of her.
“You’d tell him that now you are his personal pig slut and you’ll service him any way any time. Of course, he’s just as kinky as you are, and would have you fulfill his wildest fantasies of dominance. I’d give him ideas too of course. You’d make a few hot pornos titled “Brother gives it to his sister,” and people wouldn’t know that it was really real.”
The controller was soaking wet at this point, juices running down it onto the bed sheets. Moans and groans were coming from the girl, heavy with lust. With how fast she was humping the controller, she was pulling her nipples tightly.
“Oh, and I’d make sure you’d walk around with a load of his cum in your pussy and ass all day, every day.”
And that was enough to make the girl cum, moaning as she squirted onto the controller and bed sheets. Her master watched silently as she milked the last of her orgasm by rubbing her clit on the controller. Finally she was finished and waited quietly, panting.
“Good job slut, you managed to cum thinking about fucking your brother and without getting caught! It’s time for you to go now.”
“Thank you master for letting me cum,” the girl responded before realizing that to get free she would have to painfully pull her nipples from the clamps that were on her. Gritting her teeth, she leaned forward suddenly. Unfortunately for her, both clamps got stuck on a tiny bit of flesh, hurting her even further. She jiggled till one was free, then the other.
Now free, she ran to her room with her cuffed hands to un-cuff them before running back to clean up and grab her things. Her master had a last few words before leaving her for the day.
“Leave the writing on you all day, and every hour I want a picture of all of the following: your pussy lips, your clit, your hole with your brush handle shoved all the way in, your asshole with your brush handle shoved all the way in, and your tits with a clamp on each nipple. And if I text you back in that hour, I want you to strip completely, put the clamps on your nipples, and send me a video of you fucking yourself to an orgasm with your hairbrush.” With that, he signed off.
She had a few things to do today as it was already noon, so she packed her things into a small purse before putting on a skirt with no panties and a t-shirt for ease of access for her pictures and video. Then she left to go to the grocery store. By the time she was back in her car it almost an hour, but she didn’t have time to get back home, so she stopped at a nearby fast food place and went to the bathroom.
Locking the stall door at the farthest end of the bathroom, she quickly rolled up her skirt and pushed her t-shirt and bra up as well. The clamps went on first, painfully pinching her sensitive flesh, turning it red. Then she took out her hairbrush and began teasing her pussy till it was wet enough to slide the handle into. She took out her phone and took a picture of her tits, her stuffed pussy, and her clit. Then the wet handle slid out of her pussy and she bent over a little to tease her puckered hole open. It took some time as she didn’t have any lube on her, but with the help of her pussy juices she was able to shove the handle inside. Then she took the last picture and sent them all to her master.
To be continued…

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Fantasm

open windows

I had left my window slightly open, it was hot and I didn’t want to leave my air conditioner on. I only heard the click of my window shutting, I heard no one opening the window, no one climbing through the window, and no foot steps to my bed. The next thing I knew there were hands all over my body. I didn’t know how many at the time but it felt like they covered every inch of me, from my feet to my thighs to fingers running through my hair.
As a chill ran up my spine I tried to scream for help, but a rough hand covered my mouth and I felt a heavy weight fall on my legs, before I got as much as a sound out. Different hands, softer hands were then around mine as I tried to claw for something to defend myself with, a lamp my phone anything. I hit the light switch in my panic for something and caught a brief glimpse of the person on top of me. It was a man, late 20’s, dark hair and skin, he pushed my head to the side before I could see anything more of him. He yelled at his accomplice for the blindfold. As they did this I got my hands free and dug my fingernails into the hand covering my mouth and holding my head down. I managed to kick the man off me, he fell to the ground, I got to my feet to run to the door but the other person, a woman, long blonde hair and tanned skin, caught my foot. This time I scream, and I screamed loud. The man got up and grabbed me, lifted me with no struggle and threw me onto the bed, he got a knife out of his pocket and held it to my throat and told me if I tried anything like that again I would have scars and he laughed as he put it on my night stand.
They got the rope next and tied my feet and hands to each of my bed posts so I was spread eagle on my bed. Then the blindfold went on. This was the scariest moment as I didn’t know what they were doing, I couldn’t see them, they weren’t touching me so I couldn’t feel them, they weren’t talking so I couldn’t hear them. I was completely alone, and completely vulnerable. I don’t know how long I was like this.
I felt a hand crawling up my thigh it felt like the mans but I cant be sure, I felt it crawl from just above my knee up the inside of my leg stopping just before it hit my panties, and then someone gently bit my nipple and began to suck, flicking it with their tongue then sucking it again. I was torn between excitement and terror as the hand that was crawling up my thigh moved again and reached pussy and very gently caressed it, I was sure then that it was the man. He applied a little bit more pressure and stroked. He would have had to have felt the moisture that was beginning to gather down there, it made me feel sick knowing that these people were turning me on, knowing that I had no control and they could, and would, do whatever they wanted to me and there was nothing that I could do about it. He started to pull at my panties and they dug into me. He tugged them again and I wasn’t sure what he was doing because my legs were tied he couldn’t get them off then I heard a rip, he had just torn them apart, he must have ripped them at the crouch cause I could feel him pulling them up to my stomach and I felt the wetness on the torn area that my excitement had caused. I began to cry and they laughed I asked them why, they replied that I was the lucky one. I wasn’t sure if this was true or not.
His tongue was on the lips of my pussy next and I shuddered, this time with excitement, he traced them up and down, I could feel my hips moving with his hands in anticipation, I knew he was either going to fuck me or lick me and I couldn’t wait. My pussy started to ache with hunger for something, the pressure was building and I wanted some sort of release, his tongue parted my lips and hit my clit he flicked it and sucked it as he inserted 2 fingers into my pussy, while the woman began to kiss my neck, I could feel her breath and it made me feel even more aroused. He started flicking my clit and sucking it quicker and harder and I felt like I was about to cum, I was trying to hold back, I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of making me cum, but he must have heard me breathing harder and as much as I tried to suppress my moans the woman definitely would have heard them, she obviously didn’t want be to cum then, or maybe at all, because I felt her pull away and heard a slap and heard her say it was her turn. Then she was on top of me working her way to put her pussy over my face, it was wet, I had never licked a woman before, so I tried just licking her the best I could. She must have been getting frustrated because she pinched my nipples and held my head still. She told me to stick my tongue and pinched it and pulled it so it wasn’t just hanging out of my mouth then she sat back over me and started to move her hips over my tongue back and forth, I got the rhythm she was moving her hips to and started to wriggle my tongue back and forth and she stopped moving her hips. She started to moan so I moved my tongue quicker over her clit. And she grabbed my breasts hard. So I slowed down a little and she slapped them. So I stopped and she slapped me again, it was nice to know that I had a little bit of control at this moment, but I started to lick her again anyway, as I got quicker she started to breathe heavier and moan and eventually she came, nearly falling on me in the process but I didn’t stop I started to move my tongue as quick as I possibly could, and her whole body shuddered and shake I could feel her trying to keep steady. She was moaning and wriggling all over the place, and it was hard to keep a track of her clit but it didn’t take long for her to come again, except this time she didn’t stay where she was for long.
I hadn’t been paying attention to what the man was doing and next thing his cock was inside me, it was thick and hard and felt good sliding in and out, he pumped hard and my head banged against the wall, the woman did not like this. She untied my arms and legs they sat me up and put me on top of him and lent me back, she sat behind me and moved my hips, she knew what he liked and forced me to do it. He rubbed my clit, a bit too hard but it still felt good. She grabbed the knife and showed it to me and said be good, he pulled out and I thought it might be over but they were just getting comfortable. He sat up at the other end of my bed, back to the wall, and she pushed me towards him, I sat on his cock and it felt good going in. he held me close and bounced me up and down, I could feel myself getting close to orgasm and he must have felt it to as he pulled out and said no not yet. I felt my pussy quiver as he put his cock all the way in and pulled it all the way out over and over. He was just teasing me and it was driving me crazy. Slowly in, and slowly out. It was too much so I pushed my hips towards him and started to wriggle back and forth quickly.
He didn’t like me taking any control and pushed me back and flipped me onto my stomach. I felt a weight on my back as the woman was laying on my back, he was fucking her then hard and fast he must have been playing with her clit because it didn’t take her long to orgasm and having a woman laying on top of me orgasming was not something I ever thought I would experience but it was an incredible feeling. He was kissing her and whispering something in her ear that I couldn’t quite hear and she giggled. She got off me and pulled me up so I was now on my hands and knees. I couldn’t wait to be fucked by him again his dick was thick and he knew just how to use it, but then I felt some moisture around my ass and started to panic. He shoved it in hard and fast and rough, I sat up and tried to get away, this wasn’t fun anymore, it hurt it burned. He kept me sat up and pulled me close to his chest and fondled my breasts and pinch my nipples, he kissed me on the neck at the same time. I wasn’t sure if he was doing this to distract me from the pain, to stop me from wriggling or just because he wanted to. He kept fucking my arse though and the pain didn’t subside as he got quicker and harder. I started to cry the pain was that bad. I wanted this all to be over and started to scream stop when the woman started kissing me hard on the mouth, and shoving her fingers into my pussy. That helped me forget the pain a little bit. She moved and he pushed me back down and flipped me onto my back and shoved his cock back into my pussy and played with my clit he was pumping hard and fast and it didn’t take long for me to get close to an orgasm, he pumped harder and harder, faster and faster, then I felt something across my neck and I couldn’t breathe. This was when he really shoved it in and out as fast as he could. All I could think was that they were trying to kill me. Then I started to feel something building inside of me. Something I had never felt before. It was the most explosive orgasm I have ever had, it seemed to last forever. Then nothing.
I woke up several hours later, my body was sore and I could barely breathe, I felt like I had been in a boxing ring, but when I tried to stand to grab the phone the rush of that last blast of pleasure hit me again and I had to sit down and think, who were those people that gave me the best orgasm of my life.

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Fantasm

Julie’s Assault

Julie is walking home from school when she’s grabbed on the street by a gang of men…now they can use her however they like

Fantasm

My Lover, My Master, My Vampire

I was laying there on my bed. I glanced over at the clock; 3 AM. I rolled over on my back and sighed. Some nightmare I couldn’t even remember had freaked me out and woke me up. I over on my side, adjusting my night shirt over my braless, panties body, so that I was more comfortable.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps in my room. I rolled over. Seeing nothing I thought to myself ‘Must just be the dog’ who I knew had a tendency to sleep in my closet. I rolled back over and started to fall back to sleep when I felt a hand clamp over my mouth. I widened my eyes and tried to remove it from my mouth when I felt a voice right next to me. It growled,
“If you remain calm, this will hurt a lot less. If you struggle than you will get hurt. Do you understand?” I nodded, tears streaming down my face. I knew if I tried fighting back, it would only get worse. So I kept my mouth shut. Hoping this wouldn’t take long and he would either kill me quickly or steal my stuff and leave. I felt his hand brush my hair back and he whispered
“Yes, you will make a fine specimen for The Master.” He rolled me onto my stomach, pulling my hands and binding them with some rope. He then bound my ankles. I took in a breath to scream but before I could a strip of duct tape was placed over my mouth.
“I told you not to struggle, bitch.” I watched him pull a rag and a small bottle of chloroform out and he poured some into the rag.
“Lights out, slut.” He clamped the rag over my nose and I lost consciousness.
I awoke later. When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t sure if I had been blindfolded. I could hear an engine running and I figured I was in a car. And judging by how cramped I was, I must’ve been in the trunk. I was about to panic when the car took one more turn and then stopped. I tried to remain calm while inside I panicked. The trunk opened and I could not see anything so I knew I was blindfolded. My attacker scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. I hear doors opening and I was soon dumped on my ass. I was removed of my blindfold and duct tape. I once again felt his breath on my ear as he spoke.
“Keep your head down and your mouth shut.” I muttered under my breath,
“Bastard.”, hoping he wouldn’t hear. Unfortunately he did and he hit me upside my head. I heard a set of double doors open and a voiced announced,
“Presenting Master Drake!” I wanted so bad to look up at the sick bastard who ordered my capture but I couldn’t. I quickly glanced my eyes up enough to see his clothes and his hands. He wore some kind of black button down shirt and red tie with black pants and black boots. I could hear his footsteps as he strode over to me. He soon stood in front of me. I held his breath, waiting for his reaction to me. He placed his hand under my chin and pulled up, forcing me to look into his magnificent eyes. They were a blue-grey; the color of a sea after a storm. I could see his perfectly chiseled cheeks and jaw line. A few of his short dark curls hung in front of his eyes. He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. I swallowed the lump in my throat and held my breath, waiting. He saw my nervousness and smirked. He stood up and spoke to the man behind me.
“This gentile flower is surely the most beautiful girl.” hearing those words, I blushed. I had never felt like the most beautiful girl. I had tended to feel ugly a lot of my life. You see I had always been more on the heavy side. I was bullied constantly in school. And being only 17, my self esteem was practically non-existent. I once again felt Master Drake’s hands on me. Only this time he was reaching behind me and untying my hands and ankles. He helped me stand up and kept me from falling as I was still a little weak. He held me in his well firmed in arms and I felt even weaker in the knees. He spoke to me, gently.
“I’m giving you a choice, you know. You don’t have to stay here. Say the word now and my attendants will bring you home and you can forget all about this. Or you can stay here, with me, forever.” I thought for a moment. Thought about my life back home. I was constantly bullied, my mother ignored me, and my dad had died in combat. I had never felt the touch of a man. Let alone someone so beautiful and oozing of sexuality. I took a deep breath and reluctantly spoke,
“I will stay.” A smile spread across his face. He caressed one cheek with his hand and whispered to me,
“Forget the life you once knew. I am now your future, your present, and the master of your fate. You will speak only when spoken too. And you will call me ‘Master’. Do you understand?” I did not respond. I learned fast
“Respond.” Permission to speak. I replied, barely audible,
“Yes” I stammered on this last word,
“M…Master.” He chuckled.
“That’s my girl. Now the only mystery that remains is what do the angels call you?”
“Rachel.”
“Rachel, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He grabbed my wrist and began pulling me along.
“Now let’s get you cleaned up shall we?” He led me down many hallways and told me the history of the house and his family.
“This house has been in my family for centuries. My great, great grandfather purchased the land in 1812. My parents died when I was 18 and I live a kind of lonely life. Part of that is having no family. The other part; well, I’ll explain the other part later. Ah, here we are.” We stood outside a door.
“This is the bathing area. You clean yourself up while I find you something to wear.” He opened the door and gently shoved me inside. The door closed behind me and I heard it lock. ‘Crap’ I thought to myself. ‘How the hell am I going to get out of here?’ I walked over to one of the showers and turned on the hot water. Letting the scalding water wash over my body seemed to help relax me. I started to lather up my body with a bar of soap.
“What am I going to do?” I muttered to myself.
“I need to get out of here. This guy, handsome as he is, is a psycho.” I finished rinsing off and turned off the water. I noticed a towel waiting for me. I dried myself off and then walked over to the door. I knocked on the door
“Master, are you there?” I heard the lock click and the door opened slightly. He reached his arm in holding a hanger that had a simple black dress on it. I grabbed the dress, expecting a bra and panties next but then I heard him speak
“As long as you live here, you are forbidden from wearing a bra or panties.” I pulled the dress on over my head. Without a bra or panties I felt exposed. Next he handed in a pair of ballet flats. I slipped those on and gave a sigh.
“Are you dressed?”
“Yes, Master.” He opened the door, a slight smirk on his face. I looked away trying to avoid his gaze. He stroked his hand under my chin and forced me to look at him. His eyes were so hypnotic. I felt safe and secure.
“You are beautiful.” He brought his lips to mine. I moved my hands to his chest to refuse him but he probed his tongue into my mouth and I relented to him. All I wanted was his body on mine. He pulled away smiling.
“I knew you would be mine eventually.” He grabbed my hand.
“Come on.” He led me into some sort of parlor room. He gestured to a couch.
“Have a seat.” I followed his orders. He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of wine. Pouring two glasses. He brought them over and handed one to me. I took it, my hands trembling. I had never tasted alcohol. I took a small sip. It was sweet with a slight tang to it. He set his glass down on the table. His hand moved to my leg. I felt so exposed, embarrassed. And my human instincts of survival kicked in. I began to cry and I asked him
“Master, please. Why me? You could have any girl you wished, why would you choose an ugly girl like me?” Through my tears I saw his expression become aggravated.
I stammered out an apology.
“I’m sorry master. I spoke out of turn.”
He raised his hand and I flinched waiting for the strike, but it never came. I looked over at his face and he still appeared agitated but his eyes were softer.
“That was a warning. I do not want to hurt you but if you disobey my orders, the consequences will be severe.” I nodded, wiping the tears from my eyes.
“The reason I chose you is because I saw the loneliness in your soul. I wanted to help you, make you feel loved. And remember, I gave you a choice. You chose to stay here with me.” I swallowed the rest of my wine and nodded.
“You may speak.”
“I know I chose to stay with you. And I don’t regret that. I just don’t understand your motives.”
“Come with me.” He led me through the mansion and down some stairs until we came to another door.
“This room will explain everything.” he placed his hand upon the door and spoke in a language I couldn’t understand. The door seemed to open like magic and he led me inside. What I said made me gasp.
There was a giant stone altar in the middle of the room. On that altar lay a black coffin. The only other thing in the room was a painting of a girl on the wall. This painting made me nearly faint. The girl in the painting, she looked exactly like me. I looked to Master with a confused expression on my face.
“Allow me to explain.” He opened his mouth and two fangs shot out of his gums. I stepped back. Partly in fear and partly in shock.
“I am a vampire. I have been alive for 681 years. I was turned when I was 21 in order to save me from the plague. And then in the 1800s when I lived in London I met the most beautiful women I had ever seen. But upon revealing my nature to her, she fled in horror at what I was. But when one of my attendants found you, I knew I had to make you mine. I want you to join me, become my mate for all eternity.” I had to let this all sink in. This man, whoever he was, was a bloodsucking creature of the night. And now he wanted me to be his mate, for all life. I felt like the room was spinning. I backed away from him against a wall.
“No… You…you’re insane! The kidnapping, the sex slavery, I could handle that. But if you think I’m going to believe you’re a vampire, you’re sick.” Out of nowhere I felt his hand strike against my face, knocking me to the floor. I could taste blood in my mouth. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me.
“Listen, bitch! Until this time I have been kind. But that’s over now. You will be mine for eternity whether you like it or not. Until such time you become grateful for what I have given you, you will be treated like an animal.” he pulled a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket and cuffed my hands behind my back. He jerked me up and began shoving me along. The tears were streaming down my face.
“Let’s go.” He forced me to walk until we came to his bed chambers. He dragged me in and threw me on the bed. He went to a bedside table grabbing a shackle and chaining my ankle to one of the bed posts.
“Let me go, you bastard! I’m not your mate and I’m not your whore!” I was answered with another slap to my face.
“SILENCE!” I shut my mouth.
“If you won’t accept your situation then I will treat you like a whore.” He ripped my dress from my body.
He then ripped his own clothes from his body. Revealing his perfectly sculpted abs. And an 8 inch cock that look nearly 3 inches thick. A moan of appreciation escaped my lips. He smiled at my reaction.
He then lay his body on top of mine. Our eyes met and he spoke to me in a low growl.
“I had planned to make our first time together gentile, romantic. But if you wish to be treated like a common whore, then I will.” I opened my mouth to protest but before I could he rammed his tongue in my mouth. He probed around in my mouth. Exploring every little bit of it. He ran his cock up and down the entrance to my cunt. He pulled his mouth away and I let up a slight whimper. He poised himself at my entrance and started pushing himself in. I cried out in agonizing pain. It was too much.
“Ma…master, it’s…its too big. Ah! Please, please stop!!” My pleas fell upon deaf ears. He continued to push into me until he hit that precious barrier.
“No! Please don’t!”
“Shut up! Not only do I intend to take your sweet virginity, I plan on making you mine forever. Whether you like it or not.” I began to cry once again. Begging him not to do this. But my worst fears were come true when he gave a hard thrust into me; tearing my hymen. The pain only lasted a second. Drake began thrusting in and out again. I began to thrash about. Trying to fight him even more. He grabbed my face.
“Look at me.” he growled. My eyes were forcibly transfixed on his hypnotic gaze.
“If you continue to fight me, I will be forced to punish you even more. If you relent yourself to me, I can open up a whole new life for you. Full of passion, romance, and pleasure.” I tried to calm myself down. Relax my breathing until my sobs became soft whimpers. A smile spread across his face.
“That’s my girl.” He continued pushing into me until I felt his whole 8 inches in me. He then began thrusting in and out. Starting slow but picking up speed. I kept trying to resist him but my body soon began to betray me. The pain and hate I felt was replaced by pleasure.
“God Rachel! You’re so tight!” His member was so large I felt like I was going to be split in two. He moved his hands up my waist to my breasts. He gently pinched the nipples, causing me to gasp.
“Master! I’m going to cuuuuuuuum!” I could feel my orgasm building up in me. He continued his relentless pound until finally the climax came. I cried out his name, despite my orders.
“Drake!!” I felt his hot seed gush in me and my juices exploded around his cock. He rolled off of me and my body continued to quiver with echoes of the orgasm. It was the most incredible feeling in the world. Pure bliss. His hand continued to kneed my best. I bit my lip in pleasure. I rolled over to look at him.
“I’m sorry master. I didn’t mean to call you by your name. I’ll understand if you need to punish me.” And I realized then, I was totally in his control. He realized that too. He moved to the bedpost and released my ankle from the shackle.
“Because you realize your mistake, I will let it slide.” He moved me into a spooning position and pulled me close to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist.
“Soon, you will come to accept your true fate. But for now, rest my love.” The tears began to well in my eyes but I slowly relented to sleep.

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