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Riley couldn't remember the last time she had slept, for the pain in her bottom and in her body had kept her awake. She longed to dream, to get one moment away from her nightmarish life, but she wasn't sure If vampires did dream.

With tears threatening to spill from her red and swollen eyes she thought about her mother and father, about Magnolia. She thought about what she could have done to save them, and even though their deaths were untimely and no fault of her own, she blamed herself. She longed for happiness to press a smile to her lips again. She had no more tears left to cry.

Riley, by now, was used to Carlile's short visits. Somedays he would just sit and watch her play possum. Other times he'd try to make her eat, and through her refusal, force her to. Riley couldn't remember what having free will was like or if she had even truly had free will at all.

"Good morning." Carlile said, entering the room. Riley never once turned to acknowledge him having been there, but Carlile was becoming used to never having her full attention.

"I want you to come with me today Rilend." Carlile said holding out his hand."Out to the garden."

Carlile had allowed Riley to bathe and dress the previous day and this was the next step, but Riley wasn't excited.

Riley knew this was her chance to plan an escape. Without four walls surrounding her she knew it would be much easier to get away. She got up and took his outstretched hand.

Riley had been contained in one room for so long she didn't remember that there was anything outside of those walls, but there was and it was tremendous. They walked down long hallways, tremendous hallways decorated on both sides by large beautiful paintings. The lighting was finely crafted glass wall hangers that let off a eerie orange light. The divine red carpet felt like velvet under her feet and when they reached the spiral staircase she almost rejoiced. The outside world was so much closer now.

"My gardeners just planted some beautiful annuals."

Carlile opened the grand double doors revealing a garden so beautifully crafted and so significant in size. She had seen the garden from her room, but up close it was something to behold.

With eyes wide, Riley sauntered out into the vivid greens and purples on her own, hypnotized by their splendor. Carlile watched intrigued by her curiosity.

"My mother used to plant flowers in her garden...she would have loved to see this..."

Riley knelt down to a bright yellow daisy and caressed its soft petals.

"Pick as many as you'd like." Carlile smiled. "We can put them in our room."

"These flowers are only suitable for a room of my own," Riley said, pulling up a rose from the ground. She put her nose to it.

"I wish for us to share a room. If you wish, you may still put the flowers in your bedroom."

"I don't ever want to share a room with you!" She said passionately. She could feel her eyes begin to quiver.

"It is not up to you."

"Nothing is up to me here!"

Riley threw the newly picked flowers down.

"We don't throw things." Carlile said grabbing Riley's hand. Riley reached under her skirt.

"Pick them up now." Carlile said grabbing Riley underneath her arm.

Riley collected the small wooden stake and plunged it into Carlile's chest causing him to stagger backwards and collapse. Riley tossed the bloodied piece of wood and ran for the woods. She ran as fast as her feet could carry her and didn't once look back.

"Riley!"

She could hear Carlile yelling from behind her and her heart sank. She just knew she had killed him. It had taken her days to release the piece of wood from her bed frame and carve it using only her finger nails.

"Riley!"

He yelled again angrier now. She couldn't see with the tears clouding her vision. She couldn't breathe as her lungs tightened and her throat became dry. She could hear her heart beating through her heaving chest. She looked back and saw that Carlile was following her.

"Stay away from me! Please just let me go!"

"Get back here!"

Carlile held his chest, but his footsteps never faltered. He was slightly hurt by the blow, but it wasn't enough to keep him down. He sped up, not yet willing to use his vampire speed to catch her. He wanted to wait until her spirit was broken. He wanted to wait until she could no longer run.

"Stay away." Riley screamed."Die!" She began to limp as her ankle cramped and the small branches that reached out from their place on the forest floor impeded her footing. She had been running for minutes now and was slowing down though Carlile didn't.

"I can't...I can't...go...on"

she staggered now, grasping onto tree branches to keep upright.

"I can't...I can't..." She bent at the waist, slowly falling to her knees. Carlile grabbed her from behind.

"Never do that again!"

"Let me go! Please!"

"You are mine!"

"I'm not yours!"

Carlile smacked Riley hard.

"Don't fight me!"

"Please stop it!"

Riley grabbed at any and everything to keep Carlile from pulling her away. She kicked and screamed, bit and fought with everything she had.

"Stop it!"

Carlile grabbed Riley wholly and sped out of the woods, her draped across his shoulder.

"You are mine Riley and nothing will change that!"

He ripped the dainty white fabric gown from her shoulders as they made their way inside.

"All of you is mine!"

He unbuckled his own belt, tossing it to the side as he made his way up the staircase.

Riley scratched at his bare back after he had removed his upper dressings. She dreaded the impending actions. She dreaded his bed.

"No no, no, no...please don't do this to me! Please!" Riley's voice shivered in fear, her bare body exposed to the cool air. She hadn't even noticed when he shut and locked his bed room door behind them and she didn't notice the anger in his eyes. The deep, soul penetrating anger.

He tossed her onto the large king sized bed and held her there, his bare chest up against her so close nothing could fit between them. Riley had never been so close to a man before.

"No!" She groaned. He felt like stone atop her petite form. She could feel his defined abs pulsate against her own. She could feel the warmth radiating off of his body.

"Please don't fight me Rilend." He whispered into her ear. She quivered, turning her head away from his cold lips. She could feel his gaping wound pressed up against her breast.

Carlile marveled at the beautiful body below him. He loved the way her smooth skin felt against his own flesh. Her delicate pink niples and taut breasts were perfectly round and sat straight at attention on their own. He kissed the place just below her collar bone.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Riley cried. "I don't want to do this."

"Shhh." Carlile hissed against her open chest. She reached up to cover them but he kept her hands pressed above her head using only one hand.

"You are mine and I will make you realize that."

He wrapped his lips around one of her already stiff nipples and she arched her back instinctively. Her mind fought to understand the foreign pleasure. She pressed her hand to his face and pushed. He pushed her hand away.

"Keep your hands down."

"No!"

She pushed at his face and he grabbed both her wrists, squeezing them tightly.

"Keep your hands down."

"No!"

He smacked her sharply.

"Do as I ask."

"No!" She spat angrily. She reached down to nurture her sore face.

"Keep your arms above your head."

"NO!"

He smacked her again.

"You will learn!"

"I won't!"

She pushed at his chest, but he was immovable like stone. She scratched, slapped and bit at him.

"Do not fight me!" He shouted. He grasped both her arms and held them still, using his lower body weight to control her flailing legs.

"Stop it!"

"You are mine!"

Carlile's fangs extended and pushing her head to the side he bit harshly at the vein there. Riley froze, her body paralyzed from the intense pain. The searing ache spread through her entire body and she screamed for mercy as loud as her lungs would allow. She could feel his cold fangs moving against her flesh, she could feel those eager lips sucking at the brushed flesh. She could feel her strength leave her.

When he finally got his fill and released her from his maddened grip, she was out of it. Her strength had been diminished but she refused to let him get the best of her. Gathering her strength she smacked Carlile leaving a bright red mark where her hand had been. He smacked her back.

"Never, ever, hit your master." He said. He grabbed her thighs and spread them as far as they would go and pressed himself in between.

"No! Stop it!"

Grabbing hold of Carlile's arm, she tried to pull herself up and away from his stiff member. She could feel it quivering against her entrance.

"You will take all of me." Carlile said, enjoying the feel of her tight, wet opening. Her wiggling only enhanced the sensation.

"You will learn your place and you will learn to listen."

He began to enter her slowly, placing his hand tightly against her mouth to muffle her screams.

"You will learn that I am your master. Your only master, and your only lover!"

He pressed harder until he could feel her tightening around his member. Riley thrashed against the bed as he intruded her opening. The pain was incredible, but as he held her there was nothing she could do to stop him.

"You will learn to obey me."

He pushed in further until he could feel himself breaking through the little piece of flesh preventing his full entry. His head fell back in ecstasy. He could feel her tight walls contracting around his member. He pulled out and thrust again harder.

"I only wanted to pleasure you Riley." He said, running his fingers through her hair. He thrust in again. His hand grew slippery as her tears slipped underneath his palm. Her muffled cries were disturbing, but he carried on.

" I can choose to pleasure you or cause you pain."

He thrust out and in again, trying hard to keep his own moans at bay. He had to constantly remind himself that it was punishment for her disobedience. He closed his eyes to keep from looking into hers.

"I never want to have to do this again. Not like this."

Carlile tried to stop the tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. He buried his face into Riley's neck further smearing the fresh blood there. He thrust into her again.

"Never, ever make me do this again."

Carlile thrust again, finally spilling his seed. He screamed out in ecstasy.