Vampire Slave

[SubRuth687]

Vampire Slave (open for one)

A tale of how the innocent, naive 19 year old, catholic Ruth is corrupted and turned into a submissive vamparic whore by a combination of mental domination and physical power in the most holy of places : a church. Looking for a hard master who who will use both mind control and more physical means including knife-play.

Ruth was kneeling at the alter when her entire life changed. Clothed in a white dress that unconsciously showed her slim form with her small but pert breasts concealed but obvious she made an irresistible target for a being of such evil. For who could resist those soft brown eyes and long hazel hair which showed such innocent beauty?

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[SubRuth687]

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[GamerEmpire]

[[I hope I'm not too late to join in on the fun]]

Dominic.

That was his name

But most people who came across him didn't have time to utter the word, they only screamed in pain and begged for mercy before him. Dominic, for 300 long years, wandered the Earth, kidnapping girls, raping the for a few hours, and then, drinking their blood. But now he wanted more then just vicitims. He wanted a slave. One that would TRULY serve his sexual and blood lust. And wandering the an empty temple. He found his target. Nobody else was there on that night, in Dominic's own home, but the girl must've had no idea. He walked foward, boots clamping hard across the ground, his pale face seemed to stand out in the darkness, his black hair in curls infront of his face. And, before she knew it, Ruth was in Dominics arms, staring into his yellow eyes. "Hello. My slut." he hissed in a quiet and sinister voice.

 

[SubRuth687]

It all happened too quickly for the young virgin. In a matter of seconds the being that would soon own her body and spirit for all eternity had her powerless in his mighty arms, his yellow gaze so easily sapping her spirit and will to resist. Her muscles became weak and her body automatically responded to his masculine presence, falling against the alter like a mouse before a lion. He could have easily taken her then as he had so many like her but not this time. Better to let her play out a mockery of resistance, see its futility so not only her perfect body that he could already control so easily with nothing but his mind but also her innocent soul belonged to him.
Grasping her crucifix hung around her neck she thrust it att him, instnincvly recognizing him for what he was : a creature of pure evil. "Get back demon" she cried in a voice that while full of zeal sounded weak and pittyfull in this cavernous room.