glossyfacesallaround
I've been thrown around and kicked out of many vampires homes, the legal bits keep them from killing me, but no one wants a snack that refuses to submit to you, and that how I stay sane. However rude I have to be to stay alive, I will do it. I will happily snap and disrespect them until the day I die.
When I was found by the soft-faced man, I thought that maybe it would change, that he could give me safe home. So I became silent and obedient, but even then he was not happy, he made me endure all types of horror, he had whipped and beaten and fed from me until I had submitt4ed to get rid of the hurt. I had never been with one so cruel and determined, he fed longer a longer until he got tired of my blood, he would throw me into the basement for weeks sat time, until he began to crave my blood again, and then the cycle would continue. Ever since he turned 1,039 he began to worry about his health, and more importantly if his son will take over his estate. I hear the way his son is talked about by the staff and others that master feeds from, the wary glances in my direction when his name is brought up, I've heard that he craves my blood, that he loves B+, to a point where he has killed all of the ones he's fed from with B+. I'm scared, for once in my life I'm scared. The many nights he gets tried of me I spend in the chapel, the safe for all those in need, like me.