Survivor

Chapter 5 - Rules & Punishments

    I woke up with from a cold breeze, so I try to pull the blanket over me. I kept trying to move my hands but for some reason I couldn't move them. Not wanting to open my eyes, I try a few more times, but I still couldn't move. I tried turning but my feet wouldn't move either. Not 10 seconds later I started to feel a burn in my ankles and wrists. I snapped my eyes open and frantically look around. This was not the room I had fallen asleep in! I looked at my hands and feet to see my them bound by leather rope to the bed and nothing on but my light blue bra and matching underwear. My wrists and ankles were as red as a rose from trying to free them earlier. How on earth had I gotten here? The bed was nice and felt like a cloud with black silk sheets. The walls were black, the floor was black, all the furniture was black. Everything was black. If I was kidnapped why would they put me in such a nice room? Who kidnapped me? Wh- I was knocked out of my thoughts by a key being put into the door which happened to be metal. I gasped when it opened up, there in the door way was the pale guy I saw at my school yesterday. I should have known it was him. His eyes were the same ones I saw before I fell to sleep. A flash of the message in blood that was wrote on my window went across my mind and then a voice whispering 'I told you we would come for you.' came next. A ripple of fear went through me and although I made no sign of it, he seemed to know I was.

    With an evil smirk and a deep voice I was surprised it was him talking, he said, "sleeping beauty has finally awakened." All I did was raise an eyebrow at him which got him to move closer to the bed. A glint of metal from his right hand caught my eye. The psycho had a freaking knife in his hand, that got me trying to scooch away on the bed. But I couldn't go far considering that I was bound in place. His smirk grew into a full fledged smile showing 2 pointed teeth that looked like fings when he ran the knife over the skin of my belly. "There are rules here and I expect you to follow them. If I or any other male in this house tell you to do something, you do it. No complaining, no groaning, no nothing. Just do it. We can do whatever we will like to you. If you don't like it, you can scream all you want, there is no one here that is going to save you. There is no one outside of this house for miles, so no one is going to hear your cries of help. You will clean, cook and do whatever our desires our," que wink, "There will be punishments. If you don't do what we say when we tell you to you will get hit, break something you will be whipped. Try to injure one of use males you will be beaten, whipped and whatever that male wants to do with you, he can. If you do what we tell you to but not a good enough job you will be beaten. If you try to run, you will be tortured. There are other girls here all kinds of ages but most are teen or are in there early twenties. They will have markings on them, cuts, whatever, you will not go after those who did that. As you can tell already that males are treated better than females in this house. Females were made to please us and that they will do. You know the punishments, and they will vary. If I have any more rules I think of later I probably won't tell you, just wait for you to screw up so you learn on your own time. Not a lot of people here like screaming so I advice you not to do it. That is all the tips I am giving you. Do you understand?" I was so shaken with fear I didn't answer him which caused him to dig the knife, hard enough to draw blood, into my stomach right below my left rib and kept dragging it down.

    "I understand," I mangage to whimper out. Once I finished my reply he stopped. There in it's place was a 4 inch long cut with some blood coming out of it and rolling down my side. My breath was heavy and my eyes were slightly watery.

    He had gotten on me and started kissing down my body to the cut. He sniffed it and mumbled, "your blood smells so good." After he said that he licked it. He looked up at me and his eyes were so bright the were letting off light and you could see all the details in them while they change to a lighter red. I knew then that I was right that he wasn't a human, he was a vampire. "Very good young one," he chuckled. It startled me when he replied to my thoughts. I was pretty sure I didn't say that out loud. "You didn't say it out loud. I can read your mind you idiot." My eyes widened to the size of golf balls. And he was gripping my sides tight enough to leave a mark. His fangs grew bigger, in a flash his fangs were digging into the top of breast, I screamed as I felt the sting from my blood being sucked out and the sharpness of his teeth. He took his teeth out and did the same the to my other breast, on my upper arms, sides, and all over my legs. Every time he bit me and sucked my blood out I was getting dizzier and dizzier. My body felt like it was being cooked in a fire from all the pain. I was sobbing and screaming for him to stop, thrashing around. He growled, came face to face with me and punched me in the face. "Shut the fuck up you worthless human! You are ruining my lunch," he screamed in my face. Splats of blood hit my face and I wanted to vomit.