Sacrificed

6

"Remember this is a punishment, slave," he said sternly, he hand easily opening my thighs. I could feel my wetness growing by the second as his finger tip touched my sensitive skin through the thin material, making me clench my teeth in fear of the moan building up inside being released.

I let out a small cry of pleasure as his fingers applied pressure to my most sensitive part. His fingers lingered there without movement, before he quickly grabbed the hem of my underwear and ripped it off my body and threw it on the floor.

My legs trembled, his fingers harshly gripping my thighs as his eyes lingered on my collar bone where my mark was.

Air sounded around me as my head hung below his legs, my hips on his laps. My hands gripped the bed sheets, trying to bring myself up from over his laps. A cool hand pressed itself over my back, roughly pushing me back down. Panic filled me, my lungs seeming tighter and my breathing shallow and fast.

"Do," he instructed through his teeth, his hand roughly gripping both mine, "not," he held both my hands behind my back and pulled, making me arch my back, "move."

Silent tears fell down my cheeks, vision blurred by the salty liquid.

A harsh connection slapped my ass, making me squeal out of shock and pain, "Am I fucking clear?" He spat, his other hand snaking itself around my arched back and gripping my neck tightly. A fire stirred in my body, I was burning and in agony, yet I dared not to move. Not a cell on my flesh moved, my whole body still across is laps.

"Y-yes," I sputtered out, his hand tightening around my neck. My salty tears trailed down my cheek to my neck, and I let out a whimper as they hit his grip on my neck. My eyes closed in humiliation, my face burning up in hatred and violation.

Without warning, a painful sensation spread through my body as he brought his hand down and slapped my ass with force. I was trembling, my previous state completely out of my system. My thighs trembled in anxiety, the immense pain still stinging my flesh.

What scared me the most - he was not even using a fraction of his vampire strength.

Another painful, stinging sensation came over me a few seconds later, and so the next, in less than a second. I let out a piercing scream and lifted up one leg up in agony, as the fifth one came, a fraction of his vampire strength coming to surface.

He yanked me up by my hair and leaned into my ear. "Shut your pretty little mouth, before I fill it up," he whispered, roughly fisting my hair in an iron grip, before pushing my head down against the bed shits.

Another harsh slap hit me, the same furious strength behind it. My struggles were meaning less, his assaults became harsher and more brutal.

After ten minutes, I was a mess. My face was pressed against the sheets, whimpers coming out my mouth as his upper half towered over me, deadly silent as his hands resting on my thighs.

"Did you learn your lesson?" He taunted, a playful tone in his voice. My bloody palms with my nail indents smudged over the silk sheets, making him grip my thigh tighter.

"I asked you a question," he followed with a bored tone.

"G-go t-t-o hell!" I spat, fat tears streaming down my red and humiliated cheeks.

In an instant I was pinned on the bed, his red eyes and fangs glaring at me. I let out a quiet sob as my aching back fell into contact with the sheets which felt like sandpaper against my skin.

"I can keep going, I can chain you up and bleed you dr-"

"Okay! I got it! I understand," I trailed off, shaking my head in fury. My mind was clouded with hatred and anger, My throat was tightened and eyes hurt from crying so much.