[TRIGGER WARNING: ABU$E]
Danaya woke up to the sound of the cell bars clanking. She squinted as sunlight streamed in through the window of her prison cell.
Danaya saw a woman, whom she guessed was a servant, opening her prison cell. She hurried to her and clutched her legs.
"Please, let me out of here. Please help me," Danaya begged. The woman pushed her, looked at her, and then slapped her cheek.
"Fool! Do you think I will betray my master? I am loyal to the Lord of this castle," she said, her eyes narrowing as she placed the tray containing food on the small table beside Danaya. "Fill yourself; I will collect you later," she added. Danaya watched the servant lock her prison cell while holding her bruised cheek.
Struggling and unable to swallow, Danaya forced herself to eat. She couldn't afford to die. Not now, because she still needed to find her fellow tribesmen. Hours later, the servant came back with two men following her. She opened her cell, and fear instantly crept into Danaya as the men yanked her arms.
"Where are you taking me?!" she yelled and tried to take their hands off of her, but the men glared at her and forced her out of her prison cell.
"Move!" the servant commanded. Danaya had no choice but to obey the woman. As they walked out of the basement, Danaya caught sight of the decaying corpse of a woman in one of the cells and let out a horrified scream.
"This damn woman!" the servant cursed and shoved her. "You'll meet your end like her if you don't move faster!" she added. Danaya sobbed and forced her feet to move, glancing at the corpse one last time.
Danaya was led into a room with several servants present. Once again, the servant in charge pushed her.
"Have her bathe. We need to present her presentably to the Lord," the servant instructed. Half an hour later, Danaya was dressed in a gown. The servant in charge and the two men once again dragged her out and brought her to one of the most exquisite rooms. Danaya immediately recognized it as the vampire Lord's chamber because of its design.
"Wait! Don't leave me here!" Danaya protested as she watched the people who had brought her leave, abandoning her in the room all by herself. Despite her attempts to catch up to them, she failed. She shook with horror as she looked around and remembered all that the vampire Lord had done to her. Danaya struggled mightily to open the door, but it stood firm and would not budge.
"Please, please, I want to go home," she whispered.
"No one's going home," a sudden, cold voice whispered in her ear. Panicked, she stepped back and stumbled on her feet. Danaya raised her head and saw the vampire Lord looking at her; his arms were crossed.
"No, please…"
"Stand up," Vladimir commanded.
"Please, let me go home," Danaya stuttered as she begged, kneeling on the ground. Vladimir walked towards her and yanked her hair.
"You'll only leave here when you're already a cold corpse," Vladimir stated. He pulled Danaya closer to him and, without thinking, sank his teeth into her neck, causing the poor healer to scream until her ears bled. "I bought you! I own you; therefore, I'm the only one who can decide your fate," he continued.
Vladimir released Danaya after being satisfied with the healer's blood and wiped the remaining blood off his lips. Danaya hadn't passed out yet, but she was sobbing and holding her bleeding neck. When Vladimir bowed down and took her hand off, he discovered that the cut had already healed.
"Ha! This is great," he said, his eyes bloodshot red. "I shall see you again," he added. Vladimir snapped his fingers, and the servant in charge of Danaya came, bowing her head.
"Take her back to her prison cell and dispose of the corpse," he ordered.
"Yes, Lord," the servant answered, holding the weakened Danaya.
It was repeated for days. Danaya was bathed, brought to the Lord's room as he drank her blood, and watched her heal her injuries. It was exhausting for Danaya. The thought of giving up crossed her mind many times, but the strong urge to go back to the island and find her tribemates kept her fighting.
"Please, give me strength," she whispered in her prayer as she saw the same faces who took her out of her prison cell. The same routine followed, but something was different than usual. Danaya was brought to a different room, and when she saw the vampire in his robe, he was holding a glass of wine. Danaya's heart beat fastened. She went to unlock the door, but Vladimir was quick to lift her using his vampiric speed and throw her on the bed.
"No! No! Let me go! Let me out of here!" Danaya yelled, but Vladimir was deaf to her cry and plea.
"Don't touch me!" Danaya desperately said and kicked Vladimir, but it only made him angry. "Please! Don't touch me!" she added. Vladimir ripped her dress to shreds and began kissing her aggressively, but Danaya, who was disgusted about it, bit Vladimir's tongue, causing it to bleed. The vampire hissed and glared at her.
"How dare you?! Do you have a death wish?!" Vladimir said, starting to strangle her neck. Danaya struggled underneath Vladimir, but the vampire wouldn't let her go. Danaya's tears streamed down her cheeks as breathing became difficult for her, but before she passed out, Vladimir stopped.
"That will teach you to behave," he said, and he began to move. Vladimir sucked her breast and fondled the other one. Danaya bit her mouth, clenched her hand into a fist, and closed her eyes. She's repelled by the idea of the vampire laying hands on her.
Vladimir made his way onto Danaya's v****a and fingered her harshly. Danaya sobbed loudly. She felt the pain of his fingers thrusting inside of her while his other hand was on her breast, kneading them.
"N-No, please," she said, her voice trembling. With a menacing sneer, Vladimir took off his robe. His d*ck shot up erect. Without hesitation, he got on top of Danaya and shoved his d*ck inside her. Danaya felt like something was tearing apart inside of her. It was a nightmare right now, not the ideal lovemaking she had always dreamed of with her future husband. Vladimir moaned and continued thrusting, but Danaya sobbed. Her spirit was broken and her heart shattered. Vladimir wore his robe and got up as if nothing had happened when he reached his climax.
"Stop crying, you fvcking cunt! It's fvcking annoying!" Vladimir yelled. He gets annoyed by the constant crying he hears from the woman.
"Just kill me," Danaya lifelessly answered. Vladimir glared at her and walked towards her.
"Don't order me around. I will decide when and where I will kill you," he said. The servant collected Danaya, dressed her up, and brought her back to her prison cell. Danaya leaned on the wall and hugged her knees. She's disgusted with herself.
"Disgusting," she whispered as she began scratching herself.
"I'm disgusting. Disgusting," she murmured, and she continued scratching herself until they bled. Danaya remembered how the vampire touched and molested her, and she couldn't help but weep.
"D-Disgus…ting,"
"Please, no more," she whispered. Danaya could see the surroundings blurred and lost consciousness.