Aristarkh Mikhailov
"What was that, I almost lost it. All that was
in my mind was how to ruin her. That white
hair, I wanted to stain it with her blood when I
fucking bite her. FUCK! And her skin smelled
like vanilla. Fucking Vanilla ice cream."
"Dimitri!" he called out.
His butler, an old man with gray hair, entered
the room.
"Good morning sir." You called for me?"
"Get a maid to clean this room. Not the white
hair maiden."
"Yes sir."
He turned and left. Closing the door behind
him.
He stood up and picked up his cigarette pack
and lit it.
He stood by the window as if trying to erase her
scent from his tongue.
"Next time."
He took a long drag of his cigarette.
He continued to repeat these words.
I lay on my bed crying silently. My voice had
ceased overnight. There were marks on my
throat from where he held last night.
Tatiana knocked on my door.
I cleaned my tears and stood up opening the
door and limping slightly because my hip hurts.
"Oh my gosh, what happened to you". She
asked, helping me to sit and sitting down also.
"It's nothing."
"No it's not. Who did this? You don't even have
a voice again. Was it madam Vivika?" she
muttered, touching my neck.
"No,No,No. It-It was Mr Aristarkh" I winced
slightly and managed to speak.
"What did you do to him?" she pulled her hands
back.
"Nothing— I swear."
"I'm sorry. That's how he is sometimes. I'll go
get something for your neck and don't worry
about your work today, I'll handle it."
She stood up.
"No. You know how madam Masha is."
"no arguing. Besides, look at you. You can
barely speak or do anything. I'll handle it okay."
"Thank you."
"No problem." She leaves the room, the door
clicking softly behind her.
I went out for my breakfast. Bandage on my
neck. Tatiana helped with it and gave me some
drugs, so my voice is a little clearer now.
I finished eating and made my way back to my
room.
"You."
I turned to see who it was.
It was Inessa Petrov, one of madam Vivika
maids.
"Y-Yes?." I answered in a low tone.
"Follow me to Madame Vivika quarters now.
She needs help with her hair and nails."
"Y-Yes" I bowed and followed her.
Her room was spacious and expensive. Filled
with beautiful accessories, articrafts and a
picture of her. I'll say it's a fifty year old picture,
so she must be a vampire.
I made my way to her spacious bathroom.
"I bow. Good morning ma'am."
She ignores my greetings
"Come wash my hair. And be careful" she
replied, looking at her nails.
"Yes ma'am."
Lira, her second maid, pushes me forward.
I stumbled slightly. My hips still hurt.
After washing her hair. I stood up and began
doing her nails.
"Did you dye your hair?" she asked curiously.
"N-No ma'am… I was born like that."
She stared at me for a while before turning her
face gruffly.
I mistakenly cut her nails.
"I-I'm sorry ma—"
She slaps me, making me fall back.
"How dare you! I warned you." She snaps.
"I'm sorry ma."
I got on my knees and bowed my head down,
begging.
She raised her leg and placed it on my head.
She pushes my head backwards roughly.
"You're going to scrub this bathroom, over and
over till evening comes."
"Please ma. I'm sorry ma."
She raised my head up with her foot before
crouching down, grabbing my neck with her
hand.
"Sorry for yourself. You're doing it either way."
She pushes me aside by my neck.
Tells Inessa to watch me and
make sure my work is done.
She walked out with Lira, her other maid.
I started scrubbing the floors. My waist hurts.
My head ached from her hit. My hands
trembled from the cold water. My body was
sore.
After I was done, I made my way to my small
room, trembling as I walked. I didn't even
bother going to eat lunch or dinner, I made my
way to the bathroom to have a bath. I slept off
in the bath tub.
"Hello?. Where am I? Is anyone there?"
I felt scared, I began trembling. Lightning
crackled. Thunder rumbled.
I crouched down to my knees. My eyes shut
tightly. Hands covering my ears from the noise
of the thunder.
"Help!" I screamed.
A dark shadow appeared behind me.
His presence emanated. As if driven by blood
lust.
"What are you doing here?"
Aristarkh's voice broke through the thunder.
"How did you find it here? ANSWER ME!"
His voice changed as if a beast in heat was
speaking.
I turned. Standing up, trembling.
I bow.
He was shirtless. Pale skin bathed in gold.
Eyes locked onto mine like a predator.
"I-I don't know sir."
My body trembled.
He holds my chin between his thumb and
index, raising my head to look at him.
"Strip."
"Huh? My… sir I-I can't"
He pushed me to the wall and lean down to my
neck, licking it.
"s-sir I can't … I trembled."
"I turned my face as he continued to lick and
suck my neck.
His hands moved to my left breast, squeezing
the soft big mounds.
"How can a small girl like you have these big
mounds. Does it hurt?"
He squeezed it roughly.
"HNGH! No my lord."
I trembled–
"S-Sir, Please." My voice trembled as I
speak.
He pulls back slightly from licking my neck, just
enough for his tongue to be off it.
His fangs extended and he pierced the pulse
point of my neck. Drinking blood.
"Mmmhm!" He growled in pleasure as I
screamed.
"Delicious." he muttered on my neck.
"HNGH! HANGH!"
I tried pushing him away with my hands but he
was too powerful.
He raised my hands above my head with one
hand. Placing it on the wall and continued
feeding, determined to drink my blood dry.
He tears my blouse off with his free hand.
Leaving my big soft breast exposed.
"Next time. I was going to ruin you. That's what
I said to myself."
"P-PLEASE," I trembled.
He pulls back from his feeding only to take one
of my nipples in his mouth.
"Ahhh! Hngh! HNGH!"
He sucked hard, like a beast that hasn't had a
woman in years.
His fangs extended and he bit my nipples
roughly.
He continued to suck for what feels like hours,
switching betwen breasts continually.
I moaned loudly, begging.
"Such sweet sounds."
He muttered darkly as he increased the
pressure of his feeding
He places his leg in-between my thigh, rubbing
my clit in the rhythm of his sucking.
My breathing became heavy.
"AHHHNNN! Please! P-P-PLEASE MY LORD"
I squirted like a fountain on his thigh.
He chuckles coldly.
"You couldn't even wait for me to say cum."
"He licks my left nipples once."
"You're Mine now!"
I woke up. Almost drowning in the bathtub.
"Ahhhhh! What was th
at?"
I came out from the bath tub and checked
myself. There was nothing.. I dried my body.
As I started wearing my clothes I saw a mark.
Bold A.
In the West wind below, Aristarkh opened his
eyes.
He had felt it.
Her dream.
Her hunger.
And the scent of her release reached him like
smoke in the wind.
"Found her." He whispered.