Her Vampire Master

Chapter Sixteen

She had worked in the gardens staying with the nuns for a while, til her stomach had started to grow the nuns had told her she would have to leave because she was with child. She had tried to tell them that she couldn't be pregnant because none of this was real, she had nowhere to go and wasn't sure what to do.

She was sixteen, she wasn't supposed to be pregnant even looking at her swelling stomach she didn't feel pregnant. She had been an honor student for crying out loud, she knew how babies were made and didn't like to think of what happened to her as the makings of life. Her parent's had explained the birds and the bees to her way before she was even interested in boys and she really hadn't been until she met Zack. He was in her own time though.

She knew without a doubt she couldn't remain pregnant, she wasn't sure how to go about it though. As she left the safety of the nuns, she wasn't sure what to do. As she made her way down the dirty streets, she was afraid.

A woman with blonde hair stopped her, her smile showing chipped and blackened teeth. The woman's name was Helena and she introduced her to the dim world of prostitution, she witnessed her first act of it standing as a lookout in front of an alleyway. It reminded her of the time she stood lookout for one of the girls in her junior high as the girl had smoked a cigarette. Elizabeth had been too scared to try the offered forbidden nicotine, when Helena was done the john had walked off and she made her way smiling to her new friend.

She sang a vulgar song that made the young girl's cheek blush a dark crimson, it was almost like a beacon for those seeking her service. The process was repeated several more times before Helena led her back to a tall building, well tall for the time. She soon found herself watching the blonde argue with a woman in a dirty hallway, the woman handed Helena a bag and a key and the two women dragged the bag up the stairs together.

"You knew at this luv?" Her cockney accent reminding her of a far off memory, that was the beginning and the end of the pity her new found friend gave her. Helena explained how things worked for her and how she survived, "What the nuns taught you about hiring on as a maid won't happen, if they did look in the workhouses for servants you'd find your end in a box. Or hired out at a penny a poke."

She explained to the quiet girl that it was better to work the streets, the two of them so they could watch each other's backs. The sack had been full of wigs and clothing which Helena helped her find something that would look appealing to a man. She was thankful to have found someone to look out for her.

The two worked together, Elizabeth trying to save as much as she could to take care of the pregnancy. On the third night returning home and making her way up the narrow stairs a sharp cramp in her abdomen took her to her knees, she drew in a shaking breath as she slowly made her way to their room.

Inside the room, she fell to her pallet as her body cramped and spasmed making her stomach roll with nausea. She clutched her middle feeling the dampness of blood between her legs, like someone had squeezed a gusher candy. Helena had found her and helped her clean herself up, she was glad that it had ended. She didn't feel pregnant and now she was thankful that she wasn't anymore.

That night Helena had curled around her, the warmth had felt so nice as she stroked her hair. It made her feel like a child again in her mother's bed, she had shared with Helena that none of this was real and the older woman had chuckled the sound making her chest shake against Elizabeth's back.

They worked hard for the next few days, Helena handling the negotiating as they took turns between johns. The blonde always explained that Elizabeth was so new to the trade and was learning the ropes, much to the men's disbelief. She learned early on not to pay to much attention to the faces they all looked the same after a while, as they pushed up her skirts and slammed her against the wall pounding into her body.

The chestnut-colored wig was itching and making her scalp sweat, but at least it provided a distraction of the man rutting between her legs he was far too large and it hurt, she wasn't ready for the bite that struck hard and fast. He bit deep moaning against her skin as he came, when he pulled back she was shocked. She didn't expect to see a familiar face in this alleyway, his dark hair covering his eyes, eyes that she had seen before passing over her with little interest as he sought out his lover. Her world started to go dim and she was so glad that it was finally over, maybe she would wake up in her warm bed and this would all be a nightmare.

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Charles was shocked at the sweet ambrosia taste coming from the w***e he had just shagged, he let her body fall to the ground as he tucked himself back into his dark trousers, he fixed his cravat and straightened his lit summer jacket. He leaned over making sure her pulse was still strong, must have just been the shock that took the girl out.

He made his way to the front of the alley, "Your friend passed out."

Helena turned an apology on her lips as he struck pulling her into the dark alleyway, his fangs ripping into her throat. He pulled back spitting out the mouthful of blood with a grimace, she tasted sour after the heaven that he had tasted from the other girl. He pulled her up by her dirty blonde hair and snapped her neck letting her drop to the ground before making his way to his prize, he picked up the thin girl her wig falling off to reveal a mop of red-golden hair, it suited her so much better than that dark wig. He carried her home whistling a happy tune as he went, it had been a good evening. He planned to shag her throughout the day before drinking from her again, wanting to keep her alive for a bit longer so could enjoy the taste of heaven that flowed through her veins.