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'Nichole, go to my room.' My master orders in my mind. I immediately follow orders and walk towards his room at a fast pace, never looking back, and never pausing. It seemed like an eternity until my master finally came to his room. The whole time I sat patiently on a chair that was right next to the door. When my master did happen to come in, I was relieved and worried all at the same time. This wasn't right. I honestly shouldn't be scared to have the living snot beat out of me. It was a horrible cycle that we went through. I shouldn't be scared when a man walks in the room. What happened was an accident, and it shouldn't make me wonder if I was going to be punished or not. This was not right or normal. Then again he was a vampire and it only seemed right that he would make himself abov