《Forced: Kidnapped by a Vampire Master (Book One)》Chapter 9
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Alexander's POV
I knew, as soon as I entered the room that my new little slave was in here. I don't know why she would be, I just knew she was.
"Slave, come here now!" I called out, surprised when Cinders popped up. My eyes shot around quickly wondering where she could possibly be before they fell on my slightly open bathroom door.
"I'm here Master, how can I be of service to you?"
A wicked idea ran through my head as I turned around to face Cinders again.
"Nice job with my room." I didn't like people in my room, only Cinders had the honor of actually cleaning it, but I didn't mind that the new human had helped out a little. In fact, I was impressed since it was better than usual. "Strip. Now." Reluctantly, she did as I commanded and slowly undressed. When her skirt fell to the floor, she stood completely naked in front of me. Simple little human bodies never appealed to me much, but they were something warm to pass my time. "Good girl, now get on the bed!"
She quickly crawled on top of the sheets and turned around to look at me. I pulled my top off fast and let a small growl out as I jumped onto the bed and on top of her. She let out a loud scream, which seemed to shock ME!
"Sorry." Her whisper was so quiet, I barely heard her. Smiling, I leaned down and started kissing my way through the valley between her breasts. A tiny moan escaped her lips. Licking up one of them to the now hard tip of her nipple, I sucked it into my mouth and bit down.
"Master please, not so rough!"
As soon as Cinders said that I heard what I was waiting for and grinned, jumping off the bed I went over to the bathroom and in the blink of . . . a human eye, I was stood in front of the little human.
"What do you think you're doing in here?!" She slowly opened her eyes, and the fear she showed in her emotions made my whole body burn with arousal. Backing away, I watched as her eyes slowly ran over my body.
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His body was perfect.
Smiling at her simple human thoughts. She stepped to the side.
"I'm sorry, I was just helping . . . I'll leave." Ha, she thinks I'm just gonna let her go? I moved with her, blocking her exit.
"CINDERS, LEAVE!" I yelled and within seconds she had left. Grabbing her by her neck, I pulled her out of the shower with me and into the bedroom.
"Get off me!" She screamed. Pushing her down on the floor I glared at her.
"Again, you backchat, you need to be taught some manners!" She huffed and shook her head.
"Oh, and how does the great Alexander teach people manners? Beat them? Hurt them? Scare them stupid? Oh, a great way to earn someone's respect!" She spat out at me in anger. I just folded my arms across my chest, with an amused smile spread across my face.
"Well, actually, I let my brother deal with disobedient male slaves, but the female ones . . ." I bent down so I was right in her face and let out a sinister chuckle. "I love breaking them with a more . . . sexual punishment."
She stayed quiet for a moment, looking at me, with an expression I could only describe as the deepest fear I'd ever seen. It wasn't until that moment that I remembered her dream from the night I took her, and my smile grew.
"I won't ever let you touch me!"
"You don't have a choice little human." Her eyes narrowed at me. "But don't worry, I'm not going to rape you." I felt her emotions change slightly, she was relieved. Oh no, I'm not going to rape her, I had something much better in mind. "Who is Chase?" Her head snapped up.
"W-what?"
"Who. Is. Chase?"
"None of your business!" Oh, this little thing is going to be so much fun to break.
"Okay, have it your way, I prefer the hard way anyway." Getting on my knees in front of her, and holding onto her arm so she couldn't run away, I grabbed her chin between my fingers and turned her head around to face me.
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Entering her mind, I poked around a little into her deepest wishes, her worst fears, and her most wanted dreams.
I found myself once again stood in front of that burned wooden door. Is this where her biggest fear is kept?
I could feel it, all around me, in her mind . . . He was really her biggest fear.
"He is your mother's step-brother?" I smiled when she gasped quietly. "He treated you like nothing . . . he hit you."
"Shut up!"
"He touched you."
"SHUT UP!" She screamed so loudly it hurt my ears again. Like . . . that night in her dream. She jumped to her feet and started hitting and kicking me all over. My chest, my legs, anywhere she could. I smiled, satisfied that I knew at least one way I can mess with her head.
She may act tough, but she really wasn't, she was just a pathetic little girl who liked to pretend she could look after herself.
Grabbing her wrists, I moved with vampire speed across the room and had her pinned under me in seconds.
Tears were free falling down her face and I could feel the anger coming from her, I couldn't sense any fear, just anger and sadness.
Feeling her struggle underneath me just added to my own pleasure, and I started to feel myself getting turned on.
I decided to go back into her mind to find out some more useful information.
As I walked through the door it was different from her dream, this time I was in a car . . . in the backseat. Odd. But I watched on in amusement as 'Chase' grabbed hold of the little human and pulled her head forward.
"Listen to me little Rosebud, you're going to do whatever I want you to or I'll hurt you so badly. Do you understand?"
"Please, Uncle Chase, you're hurting me!" She cried. I leaned forward in my seat so I was only a few inches from the both of them and watched more intensely.
He started unzipping his jeans and pulled them down to his knees, making his dick spring out, almost hitting Rose in her face.
"Suck me." He ordered. As he did, she let out a small cry that made MY dick twitch and start to grow bigger. But she shook her head. Pulling on her hair more, she cried in pain before he pushed her head down and forced her mouth around him.
He didn't even stop when she gagged and almost threw up, he just continued to push her head down further, forcing his dick down her throat. She fought against him.
"Oh little Rosebud, your mouth is so warm." He teases. Her screams were completely muffled around his thick length as he started pulling her head up and forcing it back down again. Leaning his own head back, he let out a deep moan of enjoyment as he fucked her young mouth.
"Awww, little Rosebud, did Uncle Chase make you do bad things?" I tilted my head to the side and waited for her reaction . . . I didn't have to wait long.
"FUCK YOU! YOU GIANT PRICK, I HATE YOU! YOU MAKE ME SICK! FUCK OFF!!" I smiled happily that my torment was working.
"Not so tough now are you human?" She stopped struggling under me and stayed quiet. "Hmmm? Not gonna fight me? Or tell me more about how much you hate me?" Again she stayed quiet. "Poor little girl doesn't have any fight left." I teased.
"I hate you." She whispered, looking dead into my eyes before turning her head and crying harder. Smiling satisfied, I climbed off her.
To tell the truth, I half expected her to bolt for the door, but she didn't. She stayed completely still.
I huffed and let out a laugh, an evil laugh.
"See your whole race are worthless, pathetic, emotional creatures. Your only purpose should be to feed us. Now, like I said, you will obey me! Unless you want me to carry on . . . and trust me, I can make it worse than you could imagine!"
Leaving her with the warning, she curled up in a ball on her side and I left the room.
I knew she wasn't broken yet, but it's the first day in the rest of her life . . .
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