I nod slowly as he grabs my chin. "What time is it then, slave?"I look down at the ground, desperately trying not to look him in the eyes. "A little a...ter 2 a.m. I think Master." He shakes his head angrily and puts his hand around my throat. He doesn't choke me though, just rests his hand on my throat.I whimper softly, since I know what is about to come next."Where have you been then, slut?" "I was at the library studying Master. You know college finals are this week." I whisper gently. I look. Now it’s home only to my mother.”“But that means...” He looked frightened now.“Take my hand. Feel my warmth. Yes, I may still have fangs and the occasional need for a drink of blood, but ... the only blood I will ever drink again is that of my true love. She is a wonder, our Queen. As for my mother, I’m sure she would like to have guests for dinner.” She giggled when Thorald jumped at her comment. “Oh, wait, that came out sounding wrong.”Even in pain, I still managed a laugh. “Okay, you’re. If I am missing, they will check my last transactions. They will search my desk drawers! You can't do this without my help!Having pried herself away from him, she told him to get out of the car."I'll create a ransom note and leave it on my bed," she said. And I'lltell them when and where they should leave the money." Why should I trust you?" he asked as he backed out of her car. "Why wouldn't you turn me in to the police and say I tried to abduct you! How do I know you won't do this?" And give. She exists only to please as he ravaged her with ever increasing intensity. Her screams of joy crashed through the wall tied tightly between her lips. The room was spinning as she threw her head back and looked up. In the dream like image above she saw a slave, bound and gagged, under complete control of her master. He was rewarding her virginity with the most sinful pleasure. He too was in a spinning room, his body tight and shone with sweat. All his essence was entering and leaving her..