Lord Of the Immortals (One on One - Open to One Male)

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Lord Of the Immortals (Closed to Elerizo)



Vlad Drakul. A very powerful demon..the lord of the vampires.

A man who became legend..or a legend who was simply a man?
There were many speculations on the subject,..something that people have been looking at for years.

The vampire world was a world that was..slowly growing in numbers up until this point. At the rate that they were going...taking humans..making them their slaves - their tools of lust and passion - they would soon take over if not begin and quite easily win a war.

However the mortals were oblivious at this point.

Celeste was no different. She went along her daily life..working during the afternoon and into the night, coming home late at night. It was a simple life, yes - but it was one that she was content with, as were all women of the time.

She was nothing short of gorgeous. Dark brown hair that fell in loose ringlets past her shoulders, with blue eyes as deep as the sea. The girl was merely 5'2'' in height, though had a petit frame, with a small waist, small hips - thin legs..great legs - and full C-cup breasts. She had a pretty face..small nose, luscious lips...it's obvious that she would clean up nicely..the bits of dirt on her hands and face right now because of her social class hid her age..a ripe 18 years. Virgin? Oh yes.

It was stupid really, a foolish thing to be doing, walking around at night-fall without an escort. Although none would think that their town was anything dangerous...they also had not taken into account that there were immortals lurking the streets at night.

Celeste left the tavern, donning a simple brown skirt as well as a brown corset that accentuated her small waist and large breasts for her frame, with a white shirt underneath the corset. She looked like a local wench but at the age of eighteen..and with a family with as little wealth as hers had, there was little that she could do elsewhere to make money.

Tying the small bag of coins to a loop on the skirt she then drew a necklace from beneath the corset - something that was tucked away so the customers would not see. A cross. An emblem that the lord would protect you..ward off evil.

Something that immortals loathed. Of course with the proper persuasion - one could easily slip into the mind of a poor mortal girl, and make her remove such a trinket with ease.

She did not live far from the tavern, no one really lived far from the tavern - but it was later than expected, and she felt an odd chill in the air, making her quicken her steps. Something was wrong..not right in the town - but she couldn't put her finger on it..so she just continued..walking at a rather quick pace toward her home.


(A bit medieval as you can tell. Looking for someone to play Dracula - to take the girl, make her his little slave..lover..toy..pet..plaything? All of the above? I do expect more than a few sentences...a paragraph at least...and I will return the favor.)

 

[TieMeTightly]

(Just a little bump bump to hopefully promote some interest!)

 

[elerizo]

Vampires could win at any point. If a war was to be declared against the mortals, the battle would be so completely one sided that the word 'massacre' would be better suited. But immortals are proud beings, yet some are the opposite, dirty and foul. This is why Vlad never took any attempts at taking over seriously, as at heart vampires were very human. In all honesty the demon more commonly known as Dracula enjoyed having mortals around, they had uses.

He was ancient, a figure so old that he'd managed to watch empires crumble, occasionally with his help. Standing at an imposing 6'4", his pale, thin face was framed by long waves of black hair. Though those who survived a meeting with Vlad didn't often remember these things. It was his eyes that were the real focus, bright green, which somehow managed to flash red in fits of anger or passion. The man was a figure of power and his clothing, made of the finest furs and fabrics, was a testament to that.

It was a paticularly dark and delightful night when Vlad again found himself succumbing to his two basic urges. So he left his impenetrable fortress behind and travelled through the mountains before deciding upon a busy little town to the west. Upon reaching the cobbled streets, he casually stepped out of his carriage and waved the driver away. When he returned, it was almost a certainty he'd have company. Cane in hand, the menacing figure moved silently along the roads, a cold chill following him wherever he ventured.

Then he saw her, an unnatural light in the darkness. A beautiful, brave girl whose state wouldn't have gotten her a second look from anyone but Vlad. She would look incredible once cleansed of dirt and placed in a luxurious dress that showed off her frame and ample cleavage. Moving from an alley's darkness, he stepped out infront of her rapidly moving form, quite possible scaring her half to death.

"Quite late for a young woman like yourself to be out on a stroll alone." His accent and attire were probably completely different from anyone else in the town. That and the fact every inbred most likely knew each other meant the poor girl had probably guessed Vlad was a stranger. Noticing the disgusting symbol draped around her neck, he calmly asked her to remove the item, which she couldn't help but willingly comply to. "Thank you, now please, sleep."

It was another odd request, yet one that thanks to some supernatural force, the girl most likely thought was a great idea.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste was having a difficult time with the night. It wasn't that she didn't usually go about late at night, it was simply that she didn't usually go about late...alone. And this was utterly alone. Of course her home was merely a few doors down..but still, the accursed place was..a few doors down.

The..creature - came out of almost nowhere. She had to stop dead in her tracks in order not to nearly run into the man but she immediately did stop - bowing her head slightly - obviously recognizing that his propriety was much higher than hers.

However upon feeling the chill the seemed to surround him...and in turn surround her as they stood so oddly close together for a first meeting she nearly trembled, fingers clutching at the cross around her neck. "..M'lord.." It was out of courtesy..despite the fact that she had nearly had a heart attack by the sight of him.

Hearing him ask her to remove the cross was odd to say the least, but something in her mind seemed to shut off, and her fingers worked at the clasp before dropping it to the ground. Blue eyes seemed to glaze over slightly, and for a moment it seemed as though she was just going to stand there and question him - her brows furrowing in almost frustration - however in another moment her eyes closed, body falling limp.

 

[elerizo]

Heavy eyes fell shut and her body collapsed into his waiting arms. Having the near lifeless girl in his grasp made him feel (As odd as it was) lucky, as if she was a jewel that Vlad should treasure now she was his. A pair of dark horses dragged the carriage besides them, the beasts and the driver attracted by a silent call. He gently carried the incredibly light girl on board and placed her on a seat with care he'd never had about anything before. Without another word, the strangers speedily departed, leaving the town minus one occupant.

The entirety of the trip was a motionless and silent affair, which Vlad spent viewing her as she slept. Time flew, hours passed and it wasn't long before they pulled up outside the mighty doors of Dracula's castle. Hooded servants joined him in the slowly brightening courtyard as he gave a series of orders before entering the sanctuary.

Another large expanse of time later, Vlad entered the room prepared for the both of them. It was an undeniable dungeoun, no window, just cold stone and candlelight. A single, mildly comfortable bed (Which the girl was draped across) was the only piece of furniture worthy of note. His servants had followed orders, she'd been cleaned and had her rags replaced with something much finer.

Unable to control himself, Vlad lifted her still sedated body, using his left hand to brush her brown hair away from her neck. His teeth punctured her skin, draining the girl's essence from her, the small amount just enough to satisfy his need. Once finished, he melted into the rooms shadows and awaited her awakening.

 

[TieMeTightly]

It was awful. Odd...surreal. Walking home one minute..and the next..well the next was a mystery. It was almost like an out of body experience - being lifted,..placed in the carriage. Though upon being set down,..it was just like any other sleep during the night hours. It was strangely restful - though one would suppose it has to be to accommodate a lord such as Dracula.

Celeste felt nothing as she was handled - bathed, cleaned completely, dressed. Dressing was something that was made slightly known to her unconscious form..merely because of the style of clothes. A tight-fitting dark red corset that easily shrunk her already small waist - laced in the back with elaborate designs and a skirt to match.

Of course as she was lifted - something in her subconscious warned her of danger. There was really nothing that she could do to prevent it, though a quiet groan escaped her rouged lips as his cold hand brushed her dark hair away from her neck.

As the long fangs pierced the skin her brows again knitted - though now it seemed to be not from frustration but instead from pain..or at least mild discomfort.

It was another few hours before she actually began to stir, rolling onto her side, dark blue eyes opening as she struggled to focus in the dimly lit room though as soon as she realized that she was not only nowhere near her home...but recalled the previous events from the night - the panic set in.

Celeste quickly moved toward the edge of the bed, standing - with a bit of dizziness forced aside - as well as the dull throb from the wound on her neck, she looked for a way out, dark eyes quickly and easily spotting a door.

 

[TieMeTightly]

(I'll give us a little bump )

 

[elerizo]

His eyes worked perfectly in the dim room as he remained in an area void of light. The last thing she probably remembered was seeing him in the street, with the rest being a blur and now Vlad watched her stir. The girl was far from home and wouldn't be returning to that putrid town. Once she had gained some idea of her surroundings, she shuffled off the bed and rose unsteadily to her feet.

"I'd advise you against leaving." He spoke calmly from somewhere behind her before making his presence visibly known, stepping out into the light. She looked as incredible as he'd expected, a vampire princess in the making. Making sure she was watching him, Vlad proceeded. "My name is Dracula."

There was no possible way she couldn't have heard that name, one famous throughout the land, associated with fear and death. If she wasn't terrified already, she should be upon hearing the accursed name.

"You've been lucky enough to be chosen by myself. Don't attempt escape, I am not alone in this castle and your family are a very long way away." It was then he removed his coat and casted it into the shadows, such a garment wasn't needed in the small room. "You are to become my bride, and as such have been bitten by myself, an immortal. Soon like all of us, you will have no need for food or water, just a lust for the red substance that flows through our veins. But the transformation isn't complete and won't be until I decide so. For now you shall be my slave and will remain in this room. What is your name, girl?"

 

[TieMeTightly]

She was already afraid, that much was certain. Slender fingers searched for her crucifix as soon as she heard his voice. That same voice - the same person she had run into in the town.

Celeste turned on him, quickly taking a step away, doing her best to glare at him and hold her ground. She was having a good deal of difficulty, however as he continued to speak, most likely trying still to comprehend everything that was going on as well as trying to listen to him without passing out from fear.

Feeling no charm around her neck she cringed - not really remembering being told to take it off, however now that it wasn't there, she was forced to remember.

Dracula. The name made her tremble. It was a name of legends...but the man standing in front of her was no legend..he was flesh and blood. Cursed blood.
"You are to become my bride, and as such have been bitten by myself, an immortal."

That caused the girl to lift her hand to her neck, feeling the two puncture wounds, which already had begun to bruise ever-so slightly around the two small wounds.

"For now you shall be my slave and will remain in this room."

This caused her to glare again with some found courage, but she stood where she was, a good bit away from the man, ignoring him completely as he asked for her name. "...M'lord." Even she was surprised when her voice did not falter. "...I do not understand why you think you can keep me here..you..cannot just take a woman from her home..but apparently you've been told otherwise in some odd custom. Now..if you'll be so kind..as to get me my clothes...and get me back to my home..I would appreciate it." It was no doubt that her age was what brought her courage, seeing as she was so young.

 

[elerizo]

Another power vampires possess to go alongside immortality and persuasion was the talent of sensing fear. The ability had done Vlad well over the years and was crucial in maintaining the grip of control over anyone. The still nameless girl was scared, very much so, but any mortal wouldn't have thought it by looking at her. She didn't shake and her voice didn't falter, bothing things he appreciated, though the novelty would soon wear off.

"Now..if you'll be so kind..as to get me my clothes...and get me back to my home..I would appreciate it." Passion and anger caused his eyes to briefly flash red as sheer surprise stopped him from acting straight away. The delay was brief and with impossible speed he was upon her, a cold hand wrapped around her throat. He couldn't help but smile at her boldness, the foolish girl must have honestly believed Vlad would let her go. She felt warm, the only piece of humanity in his decaying castle. Even though he attempted to resist it, he smelt her aroma, a pleasant mix of various foriegn oils and perfumes.

"It wasn't up for discussion." He forced her backwards onto the bed, blocking off any route to escape. Her facade fell and only fear remained, though that too would vanish over time. The bed was again tested as Vlad sat next to her, acting as if the previous unpleasantries hadn't happened. "Your town will of course notice the vanishing of a beauty like yourself but they are so many miles away... Now I don't want to kill you, but if you keep acting like this I won't have any quarrels in ending the lives of everyone you've ever known."

Despite Vlad being completely honest, he couldn't help but unleash a booming laugh that filled the room tenfold. The feat of killing hundreds of people wasn't beyond the figure of Dracula.

"Now as my possession you shall do whatever I ask and I can assure you, you'll enjoy it. So, for the sake of your town, what is your name."

 

[TieMeTightly]

She was terrified, but attempting to remain at least calm in the situation that she was in. However feeling the ice-cold hand wrap around her throat with such a speed that refused even a gasp to escape her lips, her reserve failed.

Slender fingers grasped at his hand, obviously wanting it from around her slender neck. She hadn't had a moment to react - not to the flash in his eyes, nor to his speed. Her effort to keep her space in case there would be a need to back away was useless, and she felt her back press against the bed, tears of fear now stinging at the corners of her blue eyes.

She drew her legs up onto the bed as he sat next to her, and she heard the change in his voice. The threat was still there, but it was somehow more pleasant. Somehow.

"Now as my possession you shall do whatever I ask and I can assure you, you'll enjoy it."

What the hell did this man want from her..well - besides becoming his..immortal bride. This was certainly too much to handle.

"So, for the sake of your town, what is your name."

"Celeste..." And now her voice shook terribly.

 

[elerizo]

"Celeste..." It was a beautiful name, and one that could easily fit the role of a terrifying, vampiric princess. Though it would certainly take a while for this scared female to reach those lofty heights. Vlad reached out to her, placing one hand on hers, using his right to again brush the soft hair away from her neck. And there, marked on Celeste's perfect skin, were two puncture scars which would remain forever. Two signs that show anybody who she belongs to.

He placed his lips over the marks and kissed up and down her neck, teeth occasionally scraping, though not enough to draw blood. Whether Celeste was frozen by fear or surprise, she didn't move or recoil, so he continued. Tongue often touching her skin, tasting her as his hand still remained firmly over hers. His pace quickened as fire burned inside him for the first time in a millenia.

"Tell me Celeste," Vlad spoke after suddenly pulling away, gauging her reaction to the wild neck sucking. It felt incredible just touching her in that way and the urge to proceed was strong, but he had to resist, but not for much longer. "You've never had a man touch you in that way before, have you? With lust, a desire for you."

 

[TieMeTightly]

She flinched immediately at the touch, not knowing what to make of it, what to even think of it as he placed his hand over hers, pushing her hair from her slender neck. Of course the naive girl had no clue what was happening before it was nearly too late.

She saw him lean over and turned her head away - though it only gave much easier access to her neck. As he placed his lips over the two puncture wounds on her neck it sent near electricity through her body. It was their connection...well one of many.

However his lips wandered, sucking..scraping. Her dark eyes slipped shut as the young girl swallowed hard, the cold lips and tongue oddly pleasing. When the man drew away from her so suddenly she nearly whimpered, blue eyes fluttering open, focusing up on him.

And then he was asking questions..personal...horribly personal questions that drew the fear from her and instead drew forth frustration, brows knitting as she tugged her hand away before attempting to sit up - not wanting to be in such a vulnerable position. "..I beg your pardon."

 

[elerizo]

He knew the answer, but wanted to hear her say it, like he'd hear her beg for him before the night was through. Celeste's eyes were just as, if not more, striking as his own. When Vlad looked into them, he couldn't see his reflection, just deep blue ocean. Then she withdrew her hand from his, a tough task.

"..I beg your pardon." He wished she wouldn't be like this, her coyness would make it take that much longer. Vlad would have to make her not only want to be his slave, but feel comfortable with everything. But he had patience, and time is all it would take. For now he smiled at Celeste and brushed his hand up and down her clothed arm. After a while of silence he gripped hold of her, still with a smile on his face.

"I think you understand me." Vlad released her again and let out another raucous laugh. She was innocent and as such probably treated everything related to sex as embarrassing, soon Celeste would crave it. "What I mean is, you've never had someone kiss you anywhere put your cheek. Never hard someone touch you in a way that made you feel fantastic, never had someone... Penetrate you."

As she either seemed disgusted, aroused, horrifed or a mixture of all three, Vlad again seized the chance. Placing both hands on her shoulders and leaned into her, unsure whether she remained still or tried pulling away. He pressed his lips against Celeste's, engulfing her mouth as he gave her the first kiss of her life and made sure it would be one to remember.

 

[TieMeTightly]

The draw that he had on her seemed to fade if just slightly when she managed to tug her hand from his - yet an odd tingling sensation lingered. The young girl watched him with extreme caution, wanting to just..get off of the bed..out of the room. She didn't want to stay here..yet something in her mind was beginning to push the other way, tell her otherwise.

Her gaze shifted, leaving his face as she felt his cold hand upon her arm, again sending chills through her body, though it was practically useless for her to think that there was a way to escape him at this point. At every turn that her mind made..he was there to counter it. The legends were true - he obviously knew her thoughts.

Her mind, however was still weak - that of a mortal. She may be strong willed, but Dracula had the power to penetrate the minds of even the oldest immortals. It was hopeless.

Feeling his hand tighten on her arm she flinched as he spoke. I think you understand me. The man's words shot through her like ice...or velvet. She didn't even know anymore. And then the laugh. It was terrifying. As he spoke...she could feel the redness come to her cheeks, gaze quickly averting from his face again, now wanting to watch his lips as he spoke the words.

She did attempt to pull back as she felt his hands upon her shoulders - though it was once again a futile attempt. His lips..again it was hard to decide if it was ice..or velvet. They were so cold..but so perfectly smooth. And hers were so warm..full of life - she didn't know what to make of any of it.

The rouged lips parted almost immediately, body taking control of her senses, overloading her mind - her hands lifting - placed gently on his chest though it couldn't be sure if it was a subconscious effort to push him away, or just..something to do to occupy her hands.

 

[elerizo]

Many things were happening at the same time. Celeste hands were brushing against his chest, yet they were too soft to be making an attempt at pushing him away. For a brief second he wondered whether she was actually in the kiss as much as he was. The thought was confirmed as her mouth parted, allowing Vlad's tongue entrance to taste her further. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so incredible whilst kissing a woman as he did with this 18 year old virgin.

As the fiercely growing embrace continued, he allowed his hands to wander from her shoulder to other areas. Still not taking it too far, Vlad touched places he thought wouldn't make her uncomfortable. So his hands brushed her face, her hair, even venturing as far south as her waist and thighs. He reluctantly broke the kiss, watching her every reaction as he moved away from the bed.

Knowing Celeste would still refuse taking the big leap, he removed his remaing upper garments regardless, so he stood before her bare-chested.

"Keep staring forwards, not at me." Creeping through the shadows, he moved behind her and sat on the bed. Though Celeste could not see it, Vlad had drawn a dagger which he surveyed in his hands for a while. It had a silver blade and an ivory handle, Dracula killed many people for this. In one swift motion, he cut through the back of the corset, managing not to cut her in the process. Seeing her pale back, his excitement built. This would be the first real test.

"Take the corset off."

 

[TieMeTightly]

She managed to make a quiet noise against his lips as she felt his tongue in her mouth..obviously tasting her. She was hesitant, though her tongue quickly found its place, pressing - massaging against his, head tilting back slightly.

Celeste's mind was fogged at this point. His hands caressing her cheek, hair..though she did tense just slightly as they roamed downward upon her waist and thighs. That was something that she wasn't expecting. It was something that the girl was too naive to expect from the man.

Though when he pulled away from her she was almost at a loss, watching him cautiously as he removed his clothing, her breathing becoming somewhat uneven. This was moving all too fast. She watched him - though hearing Keep staring forwards, not at me, her eyes were locked ahead despite the churning in her stomach.

She felt the shift in weight on the bed, making her heartbeat become more erratic and she wanted desperately to turn and find him with her eyes, but they would not obey her..only his words.

The young mortal managed a gasp, feeling the laces of the corset so quickly and skillfully cut - his voice ringing in her head once more. Take the corset off.. She was screaming..mentally. Trying to fight, but her trembling hands lifted to the material around her upperbody, easily, carefully pulling it away, blue eyes closing in defeat. "..Please.." Again her voice was trembling, the fear having obviously returned.

 

[elerizo]

He honestly wanted her to choose freely, knowing how not being able to make your own choices was the worst feeling in the world. But he couldn't help influencing her, Vlad's will for Celeste do to as he bidded stronger than any time before. And she couldn't be trusted, even if he did strongly suspect she wanted things to proceed. Her hesitation was something he just couldn't handle. So despite everything, she had followed his order and kept looking forwards, though the mortal was having more trouble with the second task.

Even without seeing her face, he could sense the expression spread across it. Pain etched deep, mental turmoil as sides waged war. So Vlad tipped the scales, silent words whispering and encouraging the dark reccesses of her mind. Celeste's hands shakily rose, part of her still resisting, though combined wills tipped the scales. The corset was easily peeled off and eventually discarded, showing her glistening body in the moonlight. All he had to do was rise and face her head-on to see, what he suspected, were perfect breasts. Again, reason and fear was restricting her.

"..Please.." It managed to sound half hearted and desperate at the same time, as if it didn't work, there wouldn't be another plea. Vlad hoped that's what it meant; if she was serious, there was nothing blocking her from escape. Except fear, and an immortal faster than any other being on earth. He wanted to be sure about whether this wasn't going to be a complete waste of time. Softer than any touch before, he again placed both hands on Celeste's arms, unclothed and warm. Leaning in he again sucked upon her neck, eyes closed, not wanting to see her naked beauty yet.

"I give you a free choice." Vlad offered before proceeding, taking a large risk indeed. If the answer was negative, even mind control wouldn't be able to restore the feeling he was experiencing. "If you want to leave and return to your village where nobody appreciated you, just tell me you haven't wanted to stay. If you can't do that, stand, and remove your skirt."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste was not really enjoying the mix of emotions. It was awful. Her brain was telling her one thing, but there was something else - something etching its way all-too easily and overtaking her will.

Yet she obeyed...he cut the cord and the corset would practically fall off of her if she had done so little as to simply remove her arms. But she still did as told. A shame how easily a mortal's mind can be manipulated, but it could..and something told her to just stop fighting.

She was still resisting, however. She was losing - but attempting her futile struggle against his mind. When the word 'please' escaped her lips, it seemed almost foreign to her. Was she asking for this? No...this wasn't right.

Celeste felt his cold hands upon her arms, immediately bringing gooseflesh, though she remained still - lips parting in a quiet sigh as the immortal sucked so gently upon her neck. It was different...this. But something in her feared that this was to draw her in...that...he was an immortal - perhaps it would all change when she was broken down enough to just give in to him.

"I give you free choice.."

She felt something then..like a weight lifted from her slight frame.

"If you want to leave and return to your village where nobody appreciated you, just tell me you haven't wanted to stay. If you can't do that, stand, and remove your skirt."

No..this wasn't fair. It was free will...but it was manipulated words that made even the freeness in his speech completely bound.

"M..M'lord.." She was having difficulty even thinking clearly after this. Of course she had thought about staying...but saying that no one appreciated her...no one made her feel completely useless. But to hear 'just tell me you haven't wanted to stay'. She had attempted to leave..and it hadn't worked...and now..he wanted her to disrobe..

But she couldn't force the words from her lips. Despite any of it - she hesitantly moved toward the edge of the bed, getting to her feet, fingers finding the clasps on the skirt before letting it fall to her feet as well - left only in quite see-through bloomers. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment and shame, an she stood with her back to the man, hiding her face in her hands.

 

[elerizo]

He waited patiently for a reply. It could have been seconds, or even a minute, but to Vlad it felt like hours. If she had wanted to leave, deep down, he probably couldn't have said no. There was obviously much Celeste was thinking about, topping that list was probably why she was topless with Dracula sat behind her, wanting more. Really, it was a simple answer, both knew that she really enjoyed his attention. That she almost moaned with pain everytime his touch went away.

"M..M'lord.."

He deduced that she was either still confused about the answer or unsure how to word it. Maybe she was worried how Vlad would react if she left. One thing was for sure, he didn't ask for excuses, he expected one of either two silent outcomes. Celeste hesitantly moved away from him, she didn't seem panicked, and the movements still didn't hint at her decision.

Please stay... Vlad found himself whispering in his mind, his eyes glued to the the topless beauty as she rose to her feet. There were a few seconds of Celeste standing with her back to him, motionless as his heart came as close to beating as it had in centuries. Then her hands found the clasps on the skirt before quickly and elegantly undoing them and letting the skirt fall. Light reflected and swam through the remaning fabric, allowing him to see every curve of her cheeks. It was the most erotic moment the immortal had ever experienced, and one that would last until a stake eventually put him out of his misery.

As he stared in wonderment, Celeste quick obviously hung her head in shame. Hands rose to her face, maybe just to hide her or possibly wipe away a tear. Either way, it attracted the attention of Vlad. He desperately wanted to tell her how incredible she looked, how she should not be embarrassed of her actions, no matter how shameful they may seem. Eventually, he pushed the words away, having thought of away to continue.

"Turn around." Vlad's words were softer than even he imagined possible. "Then when you feel comfortable, remove your last garment."

The orders were being spoken with less and less conviction, though he was sure that upon seeing Celeste in all her glory, the sexual hunger would take over again.

 

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She didn't understand why she already had such a strong physical connection to him...why she was so drawn to him. But as she had moved she felt as though everything she did was being watched. And it was. There was little doubt in that.

Celeste was trying..so hard to remain at least calm, however this situation was making it far more difficult than she had expected. And now she was nearly naked in front of a man who she didn't know - a man who wanted so obviously to bed her. She heard something in her mind...a nearly silent pleading - but it was obvious that she wasn't going anywhere..not yet.

It made her think of nothing but shame, though hearing his words stood still for a few moments, trying to compose herself before turning slowly to face him. She had removed her hands from her face instead just letting them rest at her side instead. Of course she didn't know how she looked..or how she was viewed. She had always just..dressed for work as usual..then went home..and repeated the process daily. This was completely new to her. It was frightening and exciting all at once.

"Then when you feel comfortable, remove your last garment."

Another thing to remove. It was not what she was looking forward to, but at this point, she knew that there was no choice in the matter. The..man would probably just cut that piece of clothing from her body if she had refused if he got horny enough.

Slender fingers went to the ties of the bloomers, her fingers trembling as she untied it - doing her best to avoid his gaze as she let the damn things drop, standing in a pool of her own clothing, having not stepped away from it yet.

 

[elerizo]

She remained standing, facing the door, one piece of sowed fabric away from complete nakedness. Vlad wondered if Celeste had discovered the control she was having over him, and if this was all just revenge for being kidnapped. He seriously thought she would deny him at the last minute, ruining the whole experience.

But she didn't refuse him yet, as he watched her turn around to face him. Even in the dim candlelight, the view was breathtaking. Celeste's hair had fallen down her front and was just brushing across her chest deliciously. She again had him entranced, as Vlad couldn't help but stare at her perfect breasts as light bounced and dounced of them. Her beauty was undeniable and all he wanted was for her full, red lips to be back on his skin.

The woman before him and been so distracting, he'd even forgotten the last order and so they remained as Celeste built up the courage to carry the task out. The little moisture in his mouth seemed to vanish as her hands crept down to her front, where her actions were slightly hidden by the dimness. Vlad's suspicions of what she was doing proved correct, as the final garment fell down her legs and into the pile on the floor. Even though she obviously didn't mean to, the strip had been incredibly sexy. And so she stood before him complete naked, shaking slighty whilst being looked over. What little he could see told him a lot; the servants had done what was asked of them and shaved her.

He silently rose from the bed once again and stood only a foot away from her, managing to resist every urge screaming to him, well resist them for a little bit longer. Vlad eventually reached to his belt and loosened the tightness enough for his trousers to be pulled down over his ever-increasing bulge. His eyes returned to Celeste to gauge another reaction upon her seeing his naked form and erect member. It had been many years since he'd had a girl who wasn't a virgin, so of course, he only had their inexperience to judge whether he was large in comparison to other males.

"From here on in, you shall only refer to me as master, do you understand." The order seemed the least difficult out of the many planned, so he waited for a reply before eventually continuing. "Now you can kneel before me."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Now she was completely naked, apparently just now realizing that she had been shaved, a slight frown creeping to her features though it quickly left when the man stood, staring up at him with wide eyes. Her eyes drifted, however, and as he began pulling at his own trousers, her breath easily catching in her throat.

Celeste's mind was spinning, and she was having a difficult time looking away mostly because she was a virgin. It was a bit of an odd sight, but it seemed that this man - every bit of this man was beautiful. And if it was at all possible, her cheeks darkened even more in what could be seen as embarrassment.

"From here on in, you shall refer to me as master, do you understand."

It seemed to catch her off guard - his words. She averted her gaze from him fully then, actually feeling like a slave now that he said the word 'master'.

"Yes Master..." Her voice was still meek, and the word sounded foreign coming from her tongue, though she would no doubt get used to it.

"Now you can kneel before me."

If her thought was correct, she was to suck him - take him into her mouth. Celeste took a step back from him, eventually meeting his gaze though it seemed to prove difficult for the girl. "..You'll want me to do...what the prostituting wenches on the street do to men." There was anger somewhere behind her trembling words - as though she was insulted - though her eyes quickly left his own, as though afraid to actually look at hi.

 

[elerizo]

"Yes Master..." Even he noticed how odd she sounded saying those two words. Her voice was still as nervous as she was, but the fact she agreed at all was enough for Vlad. As he told her to kneel, Celeste was clearly staring, though not as obviously as he had. Her eyes darted to various points on his body as it seemed she couldn't resist, gaze lingering longer each time.

The order in any other context wouldn't have seemed such a big thing when compared to the tasks she'd been given so far. But it meant quite a lot seeing they were both standing before each other completely naked, with nobody under any illusions as to what was going to happen. Celeste picked up on it quickly and her reaction was one of anger and mild disgust. Her eyes met Vlad's as the fire returned once again, albiet dimly and brief. She backed away, though only by a step, the meaning behind the action much larger.

"..You'll want me to do...what the prostituting wenches on the street do to men." She quicky broke eye contact as her passion faded away again. Vlad considered whether he could channel that passion into another feeling besides anger, as she was obviously a very strong yet emotional girl. Celeste was also quite amusing, considering herself above all the other dirty, poverty-stricken girls just because she'd never had a man penetrate her.

"How astute of you." His words were laced with venom and sarcasm, as if the resistance was only a minor inconvenience. "You have a new order, Celeste. The only words you may speak should be in reply to a question only. Is that clear? Now unless you have a problem with the orders given, proceed. You don't have a problem, do you?"

 

[TieMeTightly]

She expected sex, obviously - though at this the girl nearly lost it - or tried. Whenever she even looked at him she felt weak, like her mind was spinning - unable to respond to what she wanted to do..and his voice. It cut through her, ruining chance of doing...anything out of his will.

So when he did not..strike - which was really what she feared would happen, only to get the response of:

"You have a new order, Celeste." She could feel her body already tingling in response, mind clouding as though to accept this as some sort of new credo. She was fighting - but it was useless.

"The only words you may speak should be in reply to a question only." She wanted to vomit. "Is that clear?"

"..Yes Master.."

"Now, unless you have a problem with the orders given, proceed. You don't have a problem, do you?"

These words were more difficult, her mind taking over, listening, repeating over and over again. She was responding to him despite this, and her head hung within moments, a quiet 'No, master' escaping her lips as she fell to her knees.