Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature}

Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 6:20 pm

Krista might or might not notice her tears were having an effect on the floor. Wherever true tears from a suffering person landed the blood scrubbed easier, leaving a cleaner area. Inch by inch she crawled and scrubbed the floor while Marek watched. When her mind finally realized why this punishment or job it would also tell her he was watching her shake her ass and pussy while her body moved from scrubbing. Over and over the floor scrubbing went till it cleaned completely. The tears made it easier and seemed to speed up how much she had to work. Once the last of it was cleaned he walked over to her and patted her ass, letting his fingers slap her slit and ass crack as he did. "There there my slut slave Krista. You put your hurting heart and wounded soul into it and the blood obeyed by cleaning easier. You learn that broken obedience will get you less suffering. Perhaps you will learn faster and get this in due time." He held out the flesh colored book he had been reading when she went into the bathroom. It was some sort of powerful magic book and perhaps there would be a way in there for her to get free of this sick bastard of a devil.

He motioned for her to stand. If she did not see him he commented. "You may rise slave and come eat. You will need nourishment of food from hell to erase your tiredness so that you may work your world during the day and for me at night. If you choose to not come I will have to humiliate you with something lower than you have ever expected or imagined. Your humility will outdo any pain or punishment and your eyes will hide nothing. The sad part is that nobody you want to will believe you as you will bear no marks they can see." He started out the door of the throne room and headed up the stairwell. If she followed she would enter a room with a table and one chair. Next to the chair was a pillow with a bowl infront of it. The slave in this room cooking looked like a man who had been neutered to the point he had no cock or balls. His lips were sewn shut as was one of his eyes. Marek pointed to the pillow while he sat in the chair.

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 5:00 pm

She felt her lip quiver once more now as she tried to hold back tears when he declined her clothing. Her gaze fell to the floor, ignoring the demons walking towards her as she followed Marek into the next room. It was hard just to automatically do any of this when you're scared and you don't know what's going to happen, especially since you're naked. How could he expect so much from her on her first day? When he had told her to grab the bucket and scrub brush, she did. She didn't want any sort of punishment, especially the kinds she was thinking would happen. She then stood in front of him and listened as he explained what she would be doing and what would happen when she was at College, and then he began to explain about that witch, Ragina Manthara.

So it was real. The story was real, he just never told her the whole thing! She looked at the floor, wanting to say something but she kept her mouth shut once again and instead got down on her hands and knees, her rear facing Marek as she began to scrub the blood from the floor. She wasn't even focusing on the fact that it was blood she was cleaning up. Her mind was too busy thinking about everything that was happening, and everything that could happen now. She was a slave now. It all happened so fast. She sniffled, still trying to hold back tears with no luck as the seeped from her eyes. 'I'm never going to be normal again...', she thought to herself.

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Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 3:33 pm

Marek stopped as she requested clothing. He turned slowly and frowned down to her. "I'm sorry, I did not quite hear you. You have finally started calling me Master but you have never acknowledged yourself when begging. You had a chance to be treated like a proper slave without being shown the suffering. Your stubbornness walked you into my lies and you did my bidding before I owned you. Now till you spend one day learning humility you will know only the clothes you have. When I do have the kindness to send you up your morning will arrive in time for you to shower and go to class. The collar will be seen by none except those who are collared by devils and they will see yours." He turned and headed back into the hall. Walking down the hall he turned and walked into a throne room. Whatever room he was not in demons tormenting souls looked at her and slowly moved towards her, pulling out cocks the size of horse cocks. She would have to go to the room he was in or she would be pinned down and raped by the demons in the hall.

If she followed him in the throneroom he was sitting in the throne. At the doorway was a scrub bucket and brush. The floor looked as if it was a reddish stone although the walls were coated above the first inch in gold that illuminated it easilly. One thing was definite the inside of the castle was cooler than the outside. "Now then slave Krista. Bring the bucket over here and scrub the dried blood from my golden floor. You will work from my throne outwards, facing away from me. When the entire floor is scrubbed of blood you will eat to replenish your energy. You will notice tomorrow you will not be tired. You will be sent home if you obey your master when I have proven you are mine and you know it. You will also be expected during your daytime to go to classes and pretend nothing is wrong so that you do not come here as a condemned soul. I will gladly keep you as a slut pet if you do, but I have plans for you that involve your future. You will do my bidding though till I decide otherwise much as the witch Regina Manthara did when she died. She still serves me and begs for the torment to stop. In her eyes having dominion over devils would help her to rule the earth. Her forgetfulness was if one devil did not give into her spells till the day she died. I hold spells of immortality and eternal youth and she never gained them. She died when she broke pact with one of the devils and he slew her. They all were pulled back to hell but without my magic all of them wound up under my control. She is permanently cleaning the upper levels and cells below. You will have the kinder areas unless you disobey my words as there are things in the prisons below that will make demons raping you seem polite."

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 1:17 pm

He wasn't listening to her at all. Her words meant nothing to him, and knowing that hurt even more. This was her fate then? This torture? She bit her lip now, holding in all of the profound words she wanted to speak. It would only get her into more trouble. Her brain seemed to stop thinking about the 'what if's' now as she finally began to get it, but she wasn't liking it. Not one bit.

Without even being able to freely walk, her feet began moving upon his command out of the building they had been in and out into the vast amounts of wasteland where souls were being tortured. She could hear their screams and see their pain and it caused her body to quiver and her stomach to twist and churn into knotts. She closed her eyes now, knowing it wouldn't help much if she didn't look, she could still hear them and knowing what was happening to them anyway just made her imagination run wild now. Soft sobs could be heard from her now as they walked. She listened to him and his words. 'I thought he was just being a nice guy....I didn't know this...That he was this', she thought to herself. But she didn't speak. Her words wouldn't mean anything, and if she did speak they may only get her into trouble. Nothing would save her now. Not even wishing for death, according to what he was saying.

She felt his hands grip her waist and was lifted off the ground, now flying above all the torture and towards the castle that had been in the distance. Instead of focusing on what was happening below, she looked towards the castle as they got closer and closer. As they landed she got a glance at the demons and the souls within the courtyard. The souls looked at her with pleading eyes, and some of even sorrow towards her, feeling sorry for her. The demons, however, were the complete opposite. They looked at her as if she were a meal, a tasty treat they could have and do with as they please. She looked towards Marek when he began to walk into the castle. She didn't want to be raped or tortured like these souls by these demons, so she was quick to follow him inside. She wrapped her arms around herself as she followed. She felt so exposed now as the realization of her nakedness was finally hitting her. "Uhm...", she couldn't believe she was about to say this, "M-Master...Marek...?". The word 'Master' left a bad taste in her mouth. "M-May I have some clothes...? Please..?". She looked up at his back side, eyes pleading, hoping he would give her something to wear.

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Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:58 pm

Marek had moved behind Krista and was leaning down over her, whispering in her ear. "Ironically it does go on forever even to the edges of my castle. Shall we go outside and have a look?" He was not asking her as he snapped his fingers. Her boots started walking towards the door as if they were alive and pulling her along. She was pulled out the door and into a world where the only coolness came from behind her. Up on the plateau she could see demons whipping, clawwing, raping and torturing souls in countless ways with just one odd small building that she had just walked out of along with Marek to break the scenery. He was correct when he told Krista it stretched on forever because any direction she looked there were millions upon countless souls screaming in ugly torment and suffering at the work of demons. Off in the distance was one small castle and from how the multitude of suffering looked almost like tiny ants from here odds were it was not tiny.

Marek held her head still as she looked and whispered in her ear. "Your new home when I do not put you at your colledge to silently learn. Should you tell anyone one of three things will happen to you. Some will think you are crazy. Some will think you are possesed and try to banish the devil out of you. Trust me, you do not want that to happen as things get worse if they do. Finally there are satan worshipers and they will believe sacrificing you to Satan will get them on his good side. If you die you permanently are mine. There was a little contract long ago that stated those who willfully go to a devil and give themselves to the devil belong to the devil. You willfully came with me and put on my markers. You gave yourself to me and no celestial court will see it as I tricked you because you had the right to say no at any time. You have free will and you freely gave yourself to me. You need sign no contract though if you had you might have gotten something in exchange for your soul. You are mine whether you admit it or not."

His wings unwrapped from his back as his hands gripped her waist. She was lifted and carried towards the castle. It became biger and bigger as he flew over the multitudes of screaming souls and the searing heat. Her body did not tan or blister though no matter how hot it was getting. He landed on the other side of a drawbridge that was closed. Demons stood at the wheels with humans strapped to them as they slashed at their bodies with clawwed hand weapons. Putting her down he whispered. "Staying out here would be very bad for you as they are souls. They heal to suffer more. You are a living and it has been a long while since my pet demons hve raped a living human." He walked in the castle leaving her with that thought to see if she would follow or stay in the courtyard.

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:26 am

She was barely paying attention to what he was saying. She just wanted this to stop. This was a horrible nightmare that couldn't be real. Demons, devils, all that stuff was fake! "You tricked me!", she exclaimed when he began to state what she had willingly done. He tricked her. She never thought that this would happen. She should have known better. She should have just kept her costume on and went home like she had originally been planning. This wouldn't have happened, whatever this was.

When he gripped her nipples and began to twist and pinch them, she screamed. It hurt. She had never had any sexual encounter since she had always been invisible to everyone so she had never had sex, or even thought twice about slavery. This was all wrong. She couldn't even say anything now as she continued to scream. She was hoping someone would hear her. This couldn't be a dream if it hurt like this. Tears were streaming her face now, flowing heavily. She wanted this to stop. She just wanted to go home. Her screams quieted for a moment when he leaned into her ear and whispered that if she said he was her master and she was his slave that he may stop this torment. She jumped slightly though when she felt a hand between her legs that was now grabbing her clit. "Stop!", she exclaimed again, trying to squirm away with no luck at all.

It seemed like forever as the torment continued and her body was quivering with fear and her nipples and pussy hurt from the torture they had just endured as she was finally lowered to the floor. For a moment she thought it was over. For a moment she thought she might be able to leave. She was wrong. She looked towards the door as it opened, eyes growing wide with horror as she saw all these souls being tortured by demons in a room that was like a firey wasteland. She quickly looked at Marek with pleading eyes. "Please no more...Please stop...I just want to go home, Please!", she begged, pleading for the torture to end. She wanted no part of this. She didn't want to be a slave or believe in devils or demons, even though the reality of it was right there before her. She just wanted to block all of this out now, to just forget it ever happened.

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Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 8:37 pm

Marek held Krista by the magic of her collar. He watched as she dangled and looked too panicked to talk. He smiled as he leaned to her face. "In case you think of the bright idea of trying to kick me in my cocks and balls the boots will not let you. Your collar will only let you as far as I command. You willfully followed me since you did not break away and try to leave. You willfully put the garbs on giving yourself as my slave. Finally, you willfully stripped leaving yourself nude for me. You have given yourself to me as my slut slave and since you will not say it I will just have to prove that you gave yourself to me for whatever I deem before I show you that your friends will never find you and think you were kidnapped." He gripped both of her nipples while she hung infront of him and started pinching them, twisting them cruelly without any care for how it would hurt her. "I do hope my slave is enjoying her first reward for defying her lord."

Whether she called out that he was her master and she his slut slave or pet he did not release for a very long minute. Though she was still hanging in the air she was not being choked by the collar on her neck pulling her to her tiptoes. Marek whispered in her right ear, licking it as he did to get her attention. "When you say it loud enough that I believe it your torment might end." As he said this fingers gripped her clit and pinch/pulled upwards on it. His other fingers were rubbing the edge of her pussy hole, though his hand never loosened on her clit. "My slut enjoys the attention and begs for it since she does not beg for me to be kind and put her down." He licked her earlobe and the side of her neck once more to torment her while he teased her pussy and pulled her clit for a good minute. When he did release he whispered. I suppose that you need to be lowered and let known who owns you and what it will take for you to be free to a degree. You will not truly be free as you gave yourself to me, but I might since I am free to step between earth and hell allow you to continue acting like you have a life on earth and finish your colledge. I will first prove to you where you are and let you know what your future holds for you since you do not believe in devils." He opened the door and she could see out of the room. The rest of as far as she could see was a burning wasteland of fire, screaming souls, and demons torturing them. The heat coming in the door felt as if she was standing in a forest fire or something hoter than she had ever imagined. The way sweat rolled off her flesh it was obvious this was no dream or drug induced fantasy, this was real and he, the devil Marek torturing her had to be real as well.

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:45 pm

Krista looked around the room, now rather intrigued by how it looked. If it was a hoax, it was a damn good one. Everything looked so real that even she began to have doubts. But the thoughts quickly slipped away when he handed her the dress, hat, and shoes. "Ok...thanks...", she headed into the bathroom, noting that there was no door but being thankful that the bathroom was large enough that she could hide and not be seen while changing unless he moved. So she undressed into her underwear and tried to put the dress on. But it wouldn't work. 'What the...? Why won't it go on?', she thought, looking at the dress oddly. She sighed and removed her bra and underwear as well before trying to pull on the dress again. Surprisingly it fit this time. She put the shoes on and then finished with the hat before looking in the mirror. It might have looked old, but it was way better than her other costume.

That was when she heard the voice mumbling strange words. She looked towards the other room, still holding the bag with her stuff in it and slowly approaching the door way. But she barely even took two steps before the bag with her costume fell to ash on the floor and the clothes she was now wearing turned into black spiders that crawled down from her body. She screamed in horror. This couldn't possibly be real. Was she hallucinating? Did someone drug her? No, she hadn't had anything to drink or eat at the party. No one could have done anything. But she didn't have time to think about it as she was suddenly moving into the other room without even walking. Something around her neck was pulling her, forcing her to go.

She felt as if she wanted to cry now as she got a quick look at the devil like man before being forced to bow in front of him. She listened to him, to his words and the tears began to flow. 'No...This can't be real...It can't be!', she thought to herself. This had to be just some nightmare, some stupid joke someone was playing on her. This was all just one big joke and soon everyone would jump out and laugh at her. Yes, that had to be it! But her thoughts quickly changed when she was brought up from the ground and held up there. She had to say that he was her lord and that she was his little slut slave. But she was too scared to even speak. She just closed her eyes, raised her hands to her neck and tried to remove whatever was there, with no luck. She just wanted to go home now.

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Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 5:28 pm

The stranger led Krista into the room, turning once she was inside and flipping a latch on the door as he released her hand. "No offense taken my dear. The door is locked to make sure others do not just walk in." He walked past her to a case and seemed to stare long at the dress. "Ironically when the mistress died 8 of the devils were pulled back to hell. She had been unable to claim power over the ninth one and her death freed him to do his own whim." He reached down and flipped open the latch to the glass case holding a long black elegant dress with a slightly different hat than the floppy one she was wearing. The shoes, soft victorian style even seemed to be in her size as he picked one up and handed it to her. "Gather the garments and head into that room. I will be out here reading something." He was sliding a black thick book out of the case and walking towards a chair. Opening it to the middle he seemed to be giving her time. "Incidentally your clothing might not fit under that so place them in a bag and hide them behind the tub so nobody steals them before you are ready to leave."

There was no door to the bathroom as if it were missing for some time, char marks on the edge of the door frame spoke of a fire some time ago and the door was never replaced. It was large enough though for her to stand to the side near the tub and change without worrying about anything. He had spoke true as the dress fit snuggly that no matter how she tried she wound up having to remove the costume, her bra, garter, socks, and underwear. Only when she was nude and put the dress and shoes on did it seem to fit her snug while covering her completely. From the next room she could hear a deep voice chanting something in a language unlike anything she had ever heard. The bag in her hands rippled, shifting to ashes and falling to dust removing everything that was in it while a white ripple crossed her and the room. The dress and hat in the meantime turned to hundreds of little black spiders that crawled down across her body leaving just the boots that now were long stiletto boots that would not slide off. The only other thing she was wearing was a black flesh feeling collar that seemed thicker than hers. No matter what she tried it would not come off, but she could see it in the mirror easilly in her almost nudity. "To me my pet!" The commanding seemed to pull on her neck as if ropes were being pulled by larger, stronger men than her. It dragged her exposed body into the other room that had also changed from a display room to a horridly burned room empty of everything except a 9 foot tall devil wearing a loincloth that covered down to his knees. The collar dragged her till she was pulled throat first to the floor at his cloven hooves. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "You do not have to believe in devils or magic my slut pet, we believe in you and it was your non belief that called me to you. I am your lord Marek and you are my little slut slave. Now repeat it and tell it to me as if you mean it!" He gave her less than seconds before two words in his odd tongue were whispered, pulling Krista up by the magical collar till she was barely on her tiptoes and scraping at the floor. He would hold her like this till she screamed it as loudly as she could.

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 4:47 pm

Krista was in a daze for a moment, barely hearing any of his words as he helped her stand up. When her hat was placed upon her head she was finally snapped from her trance and was tuning into the story he was telling. "A witch..?", she questioned, raising a brow. She didn't believe in witches. It was probably just a story told to little children to make them behave. As usual. "I'm afraid that you must be mistaken. Witches never exsisted. It was probably just some story your parents told you when you were a kid. It's not real", but when she realized how rude she sounded, she quickly covered her mouth, "Oh...I'm sorry...it's just...I'm not all too big on the whole witches, vampires, demons....all that stuff...I'm not a believer...". When he mentioned the change of clothes she felt a sort of relief rush over her. As long as it covered way more skin than this costume did, she would gladly take it.

"A dress? Oh that would be SO much better than this...", she looked down, frowning at the short skirt and then looked back at him, "Please...if you wouldn't mind". But before she even finished he had already taken her hand and was leading her away from all the noise and partying. It was odd that she was actually trusting a complete stranger to lead her around a strange house. But hey, if she was going to get a change of clothes out of the deal than by all means lead away. She hated this costume. She just wore it because she didn't want to argue. She looked at the plate on the door and read it. It was kind of creepy thinking that the dress she was to be given may have belonged to some dead women, but that thought slipped away when she replaced it with a thought that it was all probably some hoax anyway. It was probably just some story told by the family that turned everyone into a believer. So it was probably an ok dress. But whether or not it was worn by a dead women, she would still wear it. At least until she got home. Then she could change and shower and forget this whole night ever happened.

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Saul Mckinney · Subject: Re: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 4:32 pm

The vioce of the gentleman was soothing, almost hypnotic in its own way. As he had caught her in his right arm preventing her from falling he leaned low, slowly lowering her towards the floor. At first it seemed he might drop her as he shifted his left arm under her. He then stood, helping her back fully upright. Adjusting his balance he held onto Krista till she got her balance and could stand. Once she was standing on her feet he brought his left hand from his side and placed her witch hat back upon her head. Ironically his own costume was similar in that it was a wizards costume from the robes, to the slippers, right down to the pointy wizards hat and odd jewelry. Adjusting the hat he smiled. "You do not seem like the kind to enjoy parties like this. If that is the case we both have been dragged here by friends. I went to get a glass of punch and you can smell a mixture of vodka and whiskey in it. I think the guys are trying to see how drunk they can get the women just to see who can get who drunk first. There, straight and dignified." He pointed towards a mirror on the wall.

After she had looked he whispered in her ear. "Care to know a secret about this house, it belongs to relatives of mine and my great, great grandmother was a witch. The family preserved her garb in a room down the hall as well as her books and items and show it of to visitors for money. I am sure that dress might look a touch better on you than what you are wearing if you wish to change. There is a bathroom connected to the study and I can make sure you have privacy. The dress will let you relax a little more for the party." He placed his hand in hers and attempted to guide her towards the stairwell and along the side of it to a hallway where the crowd was thinning out. The door he was guiding her to stated with a plate on it 'Here stands the remains and property of Miss Regina Manthara. Proven witch and devil summoner.' One of her courses on social civics told in a chapter about her being a woman that supposedly consorted with devils and had even been in control of the town for close to 10 years. When she died nobody knew what happened to her body or the devils, but the books were left behind as well as all her personal belongings. It was why the colledge had chosen this house since the family in question enjoyed halloween with their lineage. Now she was being taken to be shown the room, supposedly to be let wear the black dress that was in all the paintings of her. A dress like that one made people look dignified and dapper from an age gone by point of view.

HeartxOfxThexLost · Subject: Holloween Gone Wrong...? {Male, Mature} Sat Oct 24, 2009 3:19 pm

It was another day like the rest. Going to college as usual like every other boring day. But today was slightly different. Today She had the night off work and tonight would be the night of the Holloween Party she had been invited to by one of her girl friends.

Her name was Krista Adoriana. She was a 19 year old women attending college like any normal kid. She stayed in the dorms with two other room mates in her room and had a few friends, but she wouldn't exactly say she was in the 'cool' scene. No. She was considered more of a nobody than anything really. But she didn't mind that. She liked being alone. She liked not getting noticed. It was how it had always been. It wasn't that she was shy, she got over that in the Seventh Grade, but she just didn't associate with the people that she had nothing in common with. Most of the people that attended her College did drugs, got drunk, partied it up every night, Or, there were your goody two shoes who went about getting good grades and stuck together in their own little group of nerds, that were always deemed as 'uncool' but never cared all that much.

Nope, Krista liked being plain. Being a nobody was completely fine with her.

Now, if you asked her today if she believed in vampires, goblins, demons, all that stuff. She would tell you no. Ghosts however were another story. They were something she had believed in since she was a little girl, but all that other stuff of witches and vampires, they were all just childish scares. They weren't real. Little did she know that her logic was about to be changed at the party.

Krista arrived back at her dorm room and set her book bag down on the floor beside her bed before flopping down onto the cushiony surface. She was tired, but was glad that it was the weekend. Thank god. Her room mates weren't there at the moment. They were probably off getting ready for tonights party. She turned her head to the side and noticed something that didn't belong. It was hanging up by her closet in a bag with a note taped to it. She slowly rose from the bed and walked over, taking the note off and reading it aloud.

"Hey Kris! Me and Mandy went shopping today for costumes, if you didn't already noticed that we ditched class. And we picked one up for you. It's a witch costume Ms. Plain Jane so don't flip out. We'll be back around five to go to the party together. Byes for now, Love Linda and Mandy", Krista looked at the bag and reached out, taking it from the closet before bringing it to her bed to look at the costume. She began pulling out the pieces. "You have to be kidding me...", The top of the costume looked like it would show her mid-drift, but that wasn't what bothered her. What bothered her was that there was a skirt for the bottom half. And not just a skirt, but a mini skirt. "I'm not wearing this...", she grumbled and set the costume aside before shaking her head and heading into the bathroom. She needed a shower.

"Krista~! Come on out!", her room mates had come home earlier than they had said on their note and when they got there, they made Krista put on the costume. They told her it was time she became noticed. That she was no longer a ghost. A nobody. Apparently this costume would get her noticed, but definitely not in the ways Krista would want.

Krista opened the door and stepped out, looking at her room mates before crossing her arms. "I'm not wearing this", she stated, the skirt barely covered her underwear. "Oh come on, the jacket part for the top will cover the back of the skirt so you won't have to worry about peeping Tom's from behind. The front won't be a problem either. You just be careful how you sit", Linda stated before putting on her bunny ears for her Sexy Bunny costume. "Seriously guys...Can't I just stay here? Enjoy a scary movie alone?", Krista asked.

"Definitely not! We slaved our day away finding you a costume and it's going to get some use missy!", Mandy stated, the girl sounded like her mother, well when her mother was alive that is. "I know but--". "No buts! You have to get out more Kris, gotta live a little!", Linda stated as she tossed Mandy her hand cuffs for her sexy cop costume. "Fine...", Krista murmured, knowing it was useless to argue with them. She would just have to put up with it for one night. And hey, at least maybe she could leave the party early saying she wasn't feeling well. That would be a plus.

Krista now stood in a corner at the party. She was all by herself due to her room mates ditching her for some guys that came over to them. So she stood there like some wannabe loser just watching everyone have a good time. She kept tugging on her hat, hoping that if she pulled on it enough she would stay invisible to everyone there.

'I should just leave...It's not like Linda or Mandy would really care now that they have a couple guys after them...But I should tell them first...', she thought before finally unplanting her feet from her corner and making her way through the crowd. As she was walking, some guy pushed another guy into her and she fell back, expecting to hit the floor, but instead she fell into someone's arms. She blinked in confusion, her hat having fallen off from falling back as she looked up to see a stranger she didn't know. A rather...handsome stranger. "Are you alright...?", he asked with a smile. But she just stared at him for a moment, not even managing to gather any words to say so she just nodded slowly.

{Ok, so basically Krista meets this guy at the party and he seems pretty average and normal but he's really a vampire or a demon(whichever you prefer) and he's out looking for someone that he wants to serve as his slave for the rest of their life. So he tricks her into leaving with him and it all starts from there. So ya...I dunno..I was bored =\ You can be cruel or kind, but not too kind. It's completely up to you}

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