This is my first attempt in writing an erotic novel, please be patient with me. J

I was sitting on the sofa my living room. I had, for the first time in many weeks, decided to take a break from both my girlfriend and partying, to just relax with a good movie and some hot tea. I started the film, Betty Blue, if anyone should be interested, I am into artsy French movies, and just as I sat down, my doorbell rang. I stopped the film, got up, and walked to the door. I assumed it was either one of my friends who wanted to pop over, or someone Christian trying to convert me. It was neither. It was a tall, strangely beautiful man. His skin was unusually pale, and his long, dark hair was in a rather loose ponytail. He was wearing jeans, a shirt and a velvet jacket, all black. But you could see he was muscular. Exactly the kind of man I would like to date, if I had not been with my Katelin. I just stood and looked at him, regretting I had not at least taken a look in the mirror before opening the door. He did not introduce himself, but walked right into my apartment. I followed him silently. There he sat down in my chair, and with a deep and rather dominant voice he told me to sit, as if I had been a dog. I did, and even though I was scared and a bit angry at him, for invading my privacy like that, I found myself liking the man. Then he spoke:

“Do you know why I am here?”

I shook my head.

“Well, I didn’t really expect you too. But let me first introduce my self. I am Victor. I am 699 years old, and a vampire. Upper-class, of cause.”

I stared. Was he serious, or did he just have very black humour?

“Yes, I am serious. And I have got a rather black sense of humour too,” he said with a smirk that revealed his extraordinarily sharp teeth.

“But back to why I am here. I have been watching you for quite a while, and now I have come to claim you. As my slave.” The last thing, he said in a lower, less matter-of-fact voice than the rest.

“When a vampire of my age and status is ready, he sets out to find a mate. Or slave is really more like it, since it has got to be a human, and it really is more of a property than an equal partner. A few weeks ago, I was on my way to the marked, where I was supposed to look for a human, but then, in the subway, I saw you. Since then, I have been watching your every move. I know almost everything about you, and I like you more every time something new comes up.”

“Well then,” I said in a low voice, “Tell me about me. …please.”

He smiled at my attempt to be relaxed and direct, and sat back in the chair.

“Your name is Melissa. You are 20 years old, bi-sexual, in a rather sexual and kinky relationship and bit of a submissive. You are clever, proud and social, and you look good. I would like to own you. So what will your answer be: Yes or no?”

“W…What will happen if I say yes? And what if I say no?” I almost whispered.

This was so unlike me. I could wipe most people of their feet when I talked, and I usually had some smart comments that would make people laugh. But this man, vampire or whatever… he had that powerful glee to him that just stunned me.

“If you say yes… You will come with me to my clan’s manor outside town, and there I will train you. After a few weeks, I will Turn you into a vampire, and you will be my slave forever. If you say no… Well, then I might just have to kill you.” His evil smile spread across his face, and the thought of killing did not seem unfamiliar to him.

I did not really have a choice. But what about Katelin?

“She will be fine,” he answered. He could obviously read my mind. “and, of cause you have a choice. Death or me?”

I was silent for a bit. “…you” I almost whispered.

“Then come,” he said, and got up from the chair. “There will be no need for packing.”

I followed him to his car, my head filled with questions. His car was big, black and looked like something from a James Bond movie. I went to open the door, but before I could touch the handle, he stood before me, and had slapped me across the face.

“What do you think you are doing?” he growled. “You are going to lay in the back, as the pet you are.” Then he lifted me up, and faster than I could have imagined, he lifted me to the back of the car, and threw me in a cage. Then he shut the door, and left for the drivers seat, and started the car. I sat up, and looked through the bars of the cage. The whole backseat had been turned into a cage, so I had plenty of room. Also, I could come rather close to him. But for now, I laid down to try figure everything out. But as I moved my legs, I noticed something strange. I was wet. Soaked, actually. I had always been turned on by the thought of being a slave, but this… “So, I can hear you like being treated like this? Guess you are quite a keeper, then. But I think you should get to know about what is going to happen to you. As you know, you are now my property. You are to be used my me, and anyone I want to use you. I am going to punish you in every way I want to, when I want to, and you will obey my smallest bidding. Of cause, your main use will be sexually. Vampires have actually got quite some needs, and you are going to fulfil all of mine.” I could almost hear his smile, and even though I was scared, I was really turned on. The thought of belonging to someone only wishing to fuck and hurt me, had been a secret fantasy of mine for years.

Suddenly he stopped the car. We were there. A great manor, almost castle, stood before me in the moonlight. He took me by the hand, but instead of leading me to the great front door, he lead me to a small backdoor with a stair behind it. We went ud the stairs, and suddenly we were in a huge room, with black walls, Victorian style furniture, and a huge bed against a wall. He told me this was his room, and where I would also be living. He then told me to undress. “We cant have my family see you like that,” he said, and looked me up and down. He was right. My short, black hair was messy, I  was not wearing makeup, and my clothes were home-ish and relaxed. Lovely for a silent night in front of the television, but not exactly well-equipped for meeting a group of high class vampires. I undressed slowly,  and at last I stood in front of him wearing nothing but my small silver nose ring and nipple-piercings. He Looked at me in a pleased way, and then went to a big closet. He took out a black thong, wich he commanded me to put on. Then he gave med a pair of fishnet stockings and a garter, and then a short, black skirt. Then a tight, long sleeved T- shirt, and a under bust-corsage which he tightened himself. Too tight for me to breathe properly, of cause. At last, he took out a pair of flat, black ballerinas with silk laces to go around the ankles, and a collar with a ring for my neck. Then he brushed my hair. I looked I a mirror, and had to admit that I looked good.

He attached a line to my collar, and then led me downstairs to meet everyone. No one looked, our way when we entered the room, and Looking around, I could see that the Master/submissive relationship was common here. Victor led me to a group of aristocratic (you shall from now on assume that all vampires look gothic and aristocratic, unless otherwise is told) looking vampires, and introduced me as “His new human”. They all took a good look at me, and talked a little, but nothing special. That seemed to displease Victor, and soon we were back in his room.

“Sorry, but…” I just managed to say when we entered his room, before he slapped me hard in the face. “You only speak when spoken to, and you refer to me as Master, understood??” he yelled down at me. “Y…yes …master” I replied silently. He then ordered me to undress again, and get on my knees. I did, and he walked over to me, lifted his hand, and… I was afraid he was going to beat me, but instead he patted me gently on the head, and reached gently around my chin. Then me bowed down, and kissed me. Gently, firm and unbelievably sensual. Then he changed again, and threw me to the floor. He walked to a drawer, and walked back to me carrying a black riding crop. He reached around my wrist, and I closed my eyes and turned my head the other way. Then the first stroke fell. It hurt like hell, and I could not help, but scream. He hit again, and again, and again, until I was just lying on the floor, face down, whimpering and covered in red marks. He stood silently over me, and then dropped the crop. He bowed down, and started gently licking my wounds. It hurt a bit, but I could feel my arousal building. Katelin had tied me up and bit me once in a while, but she had never gone so far… He Carried me to the bed, and lay me down. After a few minutes I was quite conscious again. He lay down beside me, and started petting and kissing me. After a while he ordered me to suck him, and I crawled down. I opened his pants, and took it out. It was huge. It started licking, but he wanted more. So he grabbed my head, and shoved his big dick in my mouth. “I told you to suck it, not to lick it. It is not a lollipop.” And I did. And I loved it. The taste of him, The feeling of his hands firmly in my hair… It was like a wet dream. Then he came, and I wanted to back out. But his grip was too firm, and I ended swallowing almost it all. But I made the mistake of spiting a bit of it out. And he saw it. Quicker than I had seen anyone move before, he mounted over me, holding my wrists and pushing down to the bed. He whispered in my ear: “You didn’t like that? Well, you better learn to soon… You will be doing that quite a lot for about the rest of eternity. But I won’t punish you yet.” He said, and removed over of his hands from my wrist, down my stomach, and into my sex. He started fingering me, and found the spot an once. I started to moan with pleasure. It was so good… And he just kept going. He put in another finger, and started to move faster, I almost screamed now, and just as the orgasm hit, he bit me in the neck. The intense pain and pleasure hit me like a truck, and he removed both his teeth and fingers. He took the fingers to my mouth, and told me to lick them clean, and I did at once. But… Why had he bit me? Was I not to wait a couple of weeks before I should become a real vampire? “Yes, you are.” he said. “I did not inject any of my poison to your blood, so I only gave you a wound, he whispered, and started licking the blood of my sore neck. Then he was gone again. He had gone too the drawer to fetch something, that turned out to be chains. “Turn around,” he demanded, and I did. He then Tied my feet wide apart to the bed posts, and my wrists tight together and attached to the opposite end of the bed. That left me face down, ass up, and not able to move. He went behind me, and I could hear him opening his trousers and taking out his big member again. It was rock-hard, and he started rubbing it against my exposed ass and pussy, and before I could know, he shoved I into my cunt. I hurt like hell, because I had not had something bigger than a couple of fingers in there for months, and I whimpered as he started moving. He was slow to start with, but every time he trusted into me I let out a loud moan of pain. He started to move faster and deeper, and at last I could not stand it anymore. I screamed as his cock were all the way inside me, but my scream did not end, before he had gagged me. Then all my sounds were muffeled, and his up building grunts and moans where loudest. But then, suddenly, the pain slowly started to evolve into pleasure, and quicker than I had ever tried it before, an orgasm started to build. Then I screamed again, but this time It was for a different reason. He went on for almost an hour, and I came about 7 times. At last my Pussy and throat was so sore from screaming and cumming, that I could barely hold back my tears. But then he came inside me, and stopped fucking me. But he did not untie me. He went to the drawer and took out something I could not se. But soon after, I felt him insert a but-plug and a dildo, turn both vibrators on half speed, and put on a chastity belt to keep them in place. I begged him to remove them again, but he just laughed, as he untied me. Then, me shaking from the pleasure, he pushed me down on the floor, and attached my collar to a ring in the wall, he kissed my goodnight, put in a mouth gag, and on top of it all, he placed two nipple clamps.  I was In for a very long night…