Bloody Lust: Chapter 1
"Where are you?" yelled Master, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the bedroom?!"
I slowly walked to where he was standing. "I.. I'm sorry Master, I just, I was so hungry.." I whimpered. That wasn't a lie. I haven't eaten in three days. I was so close to getting just one drop of water until he walked in. So damn close, why did he have to come home early today?
"When did I give you permission to leave? For whatever reason?" he asked again, furious. This was normal of course, but he was overreacting.
"I.. I just had to-" I began saying, tears forming in my eyes. I was inturrupted by his backhand to my cheek. My hand slowly went up to where he hit me, just another bruise on my body. Nothing to get worked up about. I fell to my knees, the tears finally escaping my eyes and flowing down my cheek.
"Oh shut up, I don't want to hear you cry," he spat down at me. "Now follow me," he said and grabbed my wrist. He dragged me into his bedroom and threw me down on the bed. Before I could get my breath back from having the wind knocked out of me, his lips were on my neck.
Finally, I thought. The only reason for me to live now, his lips on my neck. He sighed in relief in anticipation. I would finally feel that rush of pleasure again. I cautiously brought my hand to his neck, pushing him closer to me. I just needed his teeth to pierce my skin. That was all I needed. He brought his hand to the other side of my neck. I felt him smile into my skin, his teeth should've pierced by now. What was he doing? Instead of his sharp teeth, I got his tongue as he slowly traced a line up from my neck to my jawline, and finally to my lips. I kissed him back, simply to amuse him so he will finally give me what I needed. I felt him smile into the kiss, and parted too soon.
He looked down at me with his smirk that he weared too often. "Did you honestly think I'd give you what you wanted?" he asked me. I had hoped. "You disobeyed my orders, your punishment is I won't drink from you today," he spat at me again, and began to walk out of the room.
"No!" I yelled, grabbing his wrist and getting down on my knees in front of him. "Please," I whispered, "It's all I have.. please," I begged. My tears have dried and they didn't form in my eyes. I've ran out of tears to cry. "Please.." I whispered. Shouldn't Master feel some kind of sympathy? I laughed at the thought, of course not. He had no heart.
He kicked me away, leaving another bruise on my side. "No," he said to me. "You need to learn to obey my orders, after all these years, I thought you knew by now," and with that he walked out the door.
DAMN IT! I thought to myself. The only thing I looked forward to, that didn't make my life a complete hell were his bites. This was the third day that he didn't drink from me, I fell back on the cold wooden floor. I had nothing to live for.
Needing to do something, I got up from the ground and walked towards the door. He didn't tell me to stay in here, so I walked into the hallway. He would probably kill me if I went to the kitchen, so I decided to go to the bathroom. I needed to see how bad the new bruises were anyway.
As I was walking down to the bathroom, I heard a moan from one of the rooms. Curious, I put my ear to the door, listening. I heard the faint sound that Master makes when he feeds from me. Was he feeding from someone else? Of course he was, I thought and scolded myself for asking such a stupid question. He can't go a day without blood, and since he wasn't drinking from me, he had to have found someone else. Desperate, I opened the door the smallest inch, who was this girl?
I peeked into the room only to find a girl on the bed in only her bra and thong with Master's mouth to her neck. I envyed her and felt my knees go weak at the thought of having Master feeding from me again. I missed that rush of pleasure, I craved it and felt empty without it. I was about to close the door, unable to see more, when the door flew open. In front of me was Master, his mouth covered in blood, looking at me. He grabbed my throat with his bare hands and pushed me into the wall.
"What do you think you're doing?" he growled at me. I looked over to see the girl, lifeless on the bed. He drained her of everything.
"I.. I was going to the bathroom," I said, I really was.
"But decided to spy on me? What I do is none of your business and you shouldn't know about it," he whispered in my ear. It was even more frightening in his husky whisper than it would've been if he just yelled at me. His voice sent shivers up my spine and I felt my knees grow weak once again.
"I.. d-didn't mean to," I said. My body simply acted on instinct, I had no control over what I did.
"Didn't mean to?" he smirked at me. Slowly his hand found its way to my neck, my breath became uneven in fear of what he was planning. I felt his nail dig into my skin, piercing it. I felt the fresh warm blood trail down my throat. I winced at the pain and bit my lip to hold back a scream. My eyes were begging him to drink from me, to take away the pain and replace it with pleasure.
My eyes never left his face, trying to anticipate what he would do. "I'm still not doing what you want," he said. His finger slowly came to my neck once more as it trailed the blood that was now staining my tattered clothes. He removed his hand and brought it to his lips, licking the blood that was there. His eyes closed as he drank.
"You taste amazing Aria," his whispered.
"Then drink from me," I begged, "Please."
He smiled his sick grin and shook his head. "Now that wouldn't be fun, would it?" he asked.
He was killing me. Just taunting me for his own pleasure. I yelled in surprise as I felt his finger dig into the wound in my neck. He pain was unbearable as his entire index finger found its way into my skin. I yelled, begging him to stop, stop the pain.
His free hand grabbed my chin as he forced me to make eye contact with him once more. "You will feel an unbearable pain this time when I feed from you. No matter how much it hurts, you'll stay awake and feel every second of it," he said in his silky, seductive voice. "The pain will make you crave death, but you won't escape my grasp," He said, "Do you understand?"
I was in a trance from his beautiful voice. The pain in my neck was momentarily forgotten, "Yes, I understand," my lips said. It was another instinct, something inside me said it, something out of my control.
I closed my eyes in anticipation as his lips finally met my neck and began drinking from me. His words were not wrong, this pain was unbearable. It was the most painful thing that I've ever gone through in my entire life. What happened to the pleasure that his lips usually brung me? I screamed at the top of my lungs, desperate for someone to hear me and save me from this monster. I knew no one would. We were the only two people in his mansion, excluding his servants who wouldn't be of much help. I tried with all the strength left in my body to push him away. He was much too strong for me, as his hands held my wrists against the wall, holding me in place. I began to see spots in my vision, I knew I lost too much blood. Finally, his lips left my neck. He always stopped before he drained me of my blood. I can't say how many times I've begged him to keep going, to finally bring death upon me. He wouldn't listen. I looked over at the lifeless girl on the bed, her eyes looking off into nothing, I envyed her so much.
His hand reached my chin once more as he forced me to look at him. He smirked. He gently guided his lips to my neck once more as his tongue trailed the fresh wound. I felt the wound slowly close up, I winced still in pain. Usually this was the best part with the most pleasure. What did he do to me?
He looked at me once more. "You happy? I finally drank from you," he said, his lips covered in my blood. I stood there unmoving in fear. He laughed, "You see? I can bring pleasure as easy as pain, it's best that you don't disobey me Aria." The way he said my name sent shivers down my back. His voice was intoxicating and I couldn't help how I felt. My body had once again betrayed me.
"Please.. Please let me go," I said. I wanted to get as far away from his as possible.
His eyes made contact with mine again, "You will go to my bedroom, and never leave. Not unless I give you permission. I don't care if you starve and die in there, you will never leave," he whispered, "Understand?"
I felt that feeling of control wash over me once more. I was no longer in control of my body as my lips slowly replied, "I understand."
He pushed me aside, throwing me to the ground. "Good, now go," he said as he made his way back to the girl on the bed. I scrambled to my feet, obeying his orders when his voice stopped me once more. "Actually," he said, "Why don't you stay and watch how I clean up this mess," he grinned looking at the dead girl.
Oh no, I've never had to witness this in my three years with Master. "Please Master, can I just go? I.. I don't want to.. see.." I couldn't find the words to say. He wouldn't make me watch this, would he?
"This will be good for you sweetheart. Know how I take care of those that I'm done with," he said in his delicate voice.
"But," I began, "You.. You're not done with me, right? I.. I don't have to see this.. because.. you won't ever be done with me.. right?" I said, desperate to escape.
He laughed, that one laugh that escaped his mouth in sick amusement. "I could be done with you today or tomorrow Aria, best you know what happens," he said.
In a second he was in front of me once more, I knew he'd compel me again. "You will watch with intent eyes, not to blink or turn away for even a second," he growled.
My lips, beyond my control responded, "Not even a second."
"Good," he smiled and walked over to the bed. I watched with horrified eyes as he gentled stroked the girl's cheek, his touch was so soft, I thought that he was afraid to break her. I was wrong. In one second, he had snapped her neck with a sickening crunch sound. I winced, but my eyes were still unable to turn away. I watched as he broke each of her arms and legs, so that she was not just a pile of broken bones. The worst part was seeing her eyes through this entire process. Unmoving, blank, not feeling this immense pain. I wanted to be in her place. He piled her up and whisled. Once of his servants, I believe Changmin was his name showed up at the door. Master gave him one nod and Changmin scooped the girl in hsi arms and disappeared as fast as he had appeared. As far as I knew, Changmin was still human, probably like me, compelled to stay.
"Do you know what happens after Changmin takes her away?" he asked. But he gave me no time to respond. "He takes her to all the others, she's not the first one obviously. He takes her to the room, and burns her with the rest. She disappears to ash. No one will come looking for her, because they've already forgotten of her existance," he smiled. "You don't want that happening to you do you? Except well, I guess you don't have anyone left anyway."
I swallowed and turned away from his gaze. "Master, I'll be going to your bedroom now," I said as my legs led me out the door. The last image I saw of Master was his smiling with his arms crossed.
I found my way back into Master's bedroom and threw myself on the bed. What was wrong with me? Every day, I'm stuck in this room. He hasn't allowed me to leave in a year. I can't even go to school anymore, my friends haven't even come looking for me. No word from my boyfriend either. I felt myself fall into darkness as I closed my eyes and let sleep take over me. Finally, I was at peace.
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I walked into my room, only to find Aria fast asleep in my bed. I had been surprisingly cruel to her today. I don't know what came over me, something I guess. I slowly walked over to her and gently kissed her soft lips.
"Good night," I said stroking her hair, with a slight smile on my face.
I slowly walked to where he was standing. "I.. I'm sorry Master, I just, I was so hungry.." I whimpered. That wasn't a lie. I haven't eaten in three days. I was so close to getting just one drop of water until he walked in. So damn close, why did he have to come home early today?
"When did I give you permission to leave? For whatever reason?" he asked again, furious. This was normal of course, but he was overreacting.
"I.. I just had to-" I began saying, tears forming in my eyes. I was inturrupted by his backhand to my cheek. My hand slowly went up to where he hit me, just another bruise on my body. Nothing to get worked up about. I fell to my knees, the tears finally escaping my eyes and flowing down my cheek.
"Oh shut up, I don't want to hear you cry," he spat down at me. "Now follow me," he said and grabbed my wrist. He dragged me into his bedroom and threw me down on the bed. Before I could get my breath back from having the wind knocked out of me, his lips were on my neck.
Finally, I thought. The only reason for me to live now, his lips on my neck. He sighed in relief in anticipation. I would finally feel that rush of pleasure again. I cautiously brought my hand to his neck, pushing him closer to me. I just needed his teeth to pierce my skin. That was all I needed. He brought his hand to the other side of my neck. I felt him smile into my skin, his teeth should've pierced by now. What was he doing? Instead of his sharp teeth, I got his tongue as he slowly traced a line up from my neck to my jawline, and finally to my lips. I kissed him back, simply to amuse him so he will finally give me what I needed. I felt him smile into the kiss, and parted too soon.
He looked down at me with his smirk that he weared too often. "Did you honestly think I'd give you what you wanted?" he asked me. I had hoped. "You disobeyed my orders, your punishment is I won't drink from you today," he spat at me again, and began to walk out of the room.
"No!" I yelled, grabbing his wrist and getting down on my knees in front of him. "Please," I whispered, "It's all I have.. please," I begged. My tears have dried and they didn't form in my eyes. I've ran out of tears to cry. "Please.." I whispered. Shouldn't Master feel some kind of sympathy? I laughed at the thought, of course not. He had no heart.
He kicked me away, leaving another bruise on my side. "No," he said to me. "You need to learn to obey my orders, after all these years, I thought you knew by now," and with that he walked out the door.
DAMN IT! I thought to myself. The only thing I looked forward to, that didn't make my life a complete hell were his bites. This was the third day that he didn't drink from me, I fell back on the cold wooden floor. I had nothing to live for.
Needing to do something, I got up from the ground and walked towards the door. He didn't tell me to stay in here, so I walked into the hallway. He would probably kill me if I went to the kitchen, so I decided to go to the bathroom. I needed to see how bad the new bruises were anyway.
As I was walking down to the bathroom, I heard a moan from one of the rooms. Curious, I put my ear to the door, listening. I heard the faint sound that Master makes when he feeds from me. Was he feeding from someone else? Of course he was, I thought and scolded myself for asking such a stupid question. He can't go a day without blood, and since he wasn't drinking from me, he had to have found someone else. Desperate, I opened the door the smallest inch, who was this girl?
I peeked into the room only to find a girl on the bed in only her bra and thong with Master's mouth to her neck. I envyed her and felt my knees go weak at the thought of having Master feeding from me again. I missed that rush of pleasure, I craved it and felt empty without it. I was about to close the door, unable to see more, when the door flew open. In front of me was Master, his mouth covered in blood, looking at me. He grabbed my throat with his bare hands and pushed me into the wall.
"What do you think you're doing?" he growled at me. I looked over to see the girl, lifeless on the bed. He drained her of everything.
"I.. I was going to the bathroom," I said, I really was.
"But decided to spy on me? What I do is none of your business and you shouldn't know about it," he whispered in my ear. It was even more frightening in his husky whisper than it would've been if he just yelled at me. His voice sent shivers up my spine and I felt my knees grow weak once again.
"I.. d-didn't mean to," I said. My body simply acted on instinct, I had no control over what I did.
"Didn't mean to?" he smirked at me. Slowly his hand found its way to my neck, my breath became uneven in fear of what he was planning. I felt his nail dig into my skin, piercing it. I felt the fresh warm blood trail down my throat. I winced at the pain and bit my lip to hold back a scream. My eyes were begging him to drink from me, to take away the pain and replace it with pleasure.
My eyes never left his face, trying to anticipate what he would do. "I'm still not doing what you want," he said. His finger slowly came to my neck once more as it trailed the blood that was now staining my tattered clothes. He removed his hand and brought it to his lips, licking the blood that was there. His eyes closed as he drank.
"You taste amazing Aria," his whispered.
"Then drink from me," I begged, "Please."
He smiled his sick grin and shook his head. "Now that wouldn't be fun, would it?" he asked.
He was killing me. Just taunting me for his own pleasure. I yelled in surprise as I felt his finger dig into the wound in my neck. He pain was unbearable as his entire index finger found its way into my skin. I yelled, begging him to stop, stop the pain.
His free hand grabbed my chin as he forced me to make eye contact with him once more. "You will feel an unbearable pain this time when I feed from you. No matter how much it hurts, you'll stay awake and feel every second of it," he said in his silky, seductive voice. "The pain will make you crave death, but you won't escape my grasp," He said, "Do you understand?"
I was in a trance from his beautiful voice. The pain in my neck was momentarily forgotten, "Yes, I understand," my lips said. It was another instinct, something inside me said it, something out of my control.
I closed my eyes in anticipation as his lips finally met my neck and began drinking from me. His words were not wrong, this pain was unbearable. It was the most painful thing that I've ever gone through in my entire life. What happened to the pleasure that his lips usually brung me? I screamed at the top of my lungs, desperate for someone to hear me and save me from this monster. I knew no one would. We were the only two people in his mansion, excluding his servants who wouldn't be of much help. I tried with all the strength left in my body to push him away. He was much too strong for me, as his hands held my wrists against the wall, holding me in place. I began to see spots in my vision, I knew I lost too much blood. Finally, his lips left my neck. He always stopped before he drained me of my blood. I can't say how many times I've begged him to keep going, to finally bring death upon me. He wouldn't listen. I looked over at the lifeless girl on the bed, her eyes looking off into nothing, I envyed her so much.
His hand reached my chin once more as he forced me to look at him. He smirked. He gently guided his lips to my neck once more as his tongue trailed the fresh wound. I felt the wound slowly close up, I winced still in pain. Usually this was the best part with the most pleasure. What did he do to me?
He looked at me once more. "You happy? I finally drank from you," he said, his lips covered in my blood. I stood there unmoving in fear. He laughed, "You see? I can bring pleasure as easy as pain, it's best that you don't disobey me Aria." The way he said my name sent shivers down my back. His voice was intoxicating and I couldn't help how I felt. My body had once again betrayed me.
"Please.. Please let me go," I said. I wanted to get as far away from his as possible.
His eyes made contact with mine again, "You will go to my bedroom, and never leave. Not unless I give you permission. I don't care if you starve and die in there, you will never leave," he whispered, "Understand?"
I felt that feeling of control wash over me once more. I was no longer in control of my body as my lips slowly replied, "I understand."
He pushed me aside, throwing me to the ground. "Good, now go," he said as he made his way back to the girl on the bed. I scrambled to my feet, obeying his orders when his voice stopped me once more. "Actually," he said, "Why don't you stay and watch how I clean up this mess," he grinned looking at the dead girl.
Oh no, I've never had to witness this in my three years with Master. "Please Master, can I just go? I.. I don't want to.. see.." I couldn't find the words to say. He wouldn't make me watch this, would he?
"This will be good for you sweetheart. Know how I take care of those that I'm done with," he said in his delicate voice.
"But," I began, "You.. You're not done with me, right? I.. I don't have to see this.. because.. you won't ever be done with me.. right?" I said, desperate to escape.
He laughed, that one laugh that escaped his mouth in sick amusement. "I could be done with you today or tomorrow Aria, best you know what happens," he said.
In a second he was in front of me once more, I knew he'd compel me again. "You will watch with intent eyes, not to blink or turn away for even a second," he growled.
My lips, beyond my control responded, "Not even a second."
"Good," he smiled and walked over to the bed. I watched with horrified eyes as he gentled stroked the girl's cheek, his touch was so soft, I thought that he was afraid to break her. I was wrong. In one second, he had snapped her neck with a sickening crunch sound. I winced, but my eyes were still unable to turn away. I watched as he broke each of her arms and legs, so that she was not just a pile of broken bones. The worst part was seeing her eyes through this entire process. Unmoving, blank, not feeling this immense pain. I wanted to be in her place. He piled her up and whisled. Once of his servants, I believe Changmin was his name showed up at the door. Master gave him one nod and Changmin scooped the girl in hsi arms and disappeared as fast as he had appeared. As far as I knew, Changmin was still human, probably like me, compelled to stay.
"Do you know what happens after Changmin takes her away?" he asked. But he gave me no time to respond. "He takes her to all the others, she's not the first one obviously. He takes her to the room, and burns her with the rest. She disappears to ash. No one will come looking for her, because they've already forgotten of her existance," he smiled. "You don't want that happening to you do you? Except well, I guess you don't have anyone left anyway."
I swallowed and turned away from his gaze. "Master, I'll be going to your bedroom now," I said as my legs led me out the door. The last image I saw of Master was his smiling with his arms crossed.
I found my way back into Master's bedroom and threw myself on the bed. What was wrong with me? Every day, I'm stuck in this room. He hasn't allowed me to leave in a year. I can't even go to school anymore, my friends haven't even come looking for me. No word from my boyfriend either. I felt myself fall into darkness as I closed my eyes and let sleep take over me. Finally, I was at peace.
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I walked into my room, only to find Aria fast asleep in my bed. I had been surprisingly cruel to her today. I don't know what came over me, something I guess. I slowly walked over to her and gently kissed her soft lips.
"Good night," I said stroking her hair, with a slight smile on my face.