Rhianna’s Dungeon

“Please Demetri! I swear I didn’t ask to be taken. I don’t even know who they are!” I begged pathetically as I usually did when being bound to the wall. Apparently Demetri felt it was my fault for Xavier wanting to purchase me, but I for once actually had no say in the matter.

You see, this was always one of my biggest problems. No matter how perfect or well behaved I was; I always ended up down there. He nicknamed the basement of the mansion, “Rhianna’s Dungeon” because I was always in punishment. But for some reason, that night’s dose of pain was extremely over done.

“Rhianna, did you know I was going to turn you tonight?” My eyes popped open. That was the most important sentence he had ever spoken to me. My heart jumped. I’d begged him to turn me since I’d first arrived but I never believed he would.

“Demetri, I don’t know what to say. Thank you…” I small hopeful smile crept upon my face and laid my head on his shoulder unable to hug him because my wrists were strapped with tight leather bands to the wall.

“Rhianna did you not here me? I said I WAS going to turn you. You were going to be my queen. You are leaving tomorrow though, and it wouldn’t work out I suppose.” He spoke with strong resentment in his voice. My heart dropped. I hated Salome quite a bit at this point. What a life/death ruiner.

Demetri walked to the side of the room where the various weapons he used on me, hung on the wall. He grabbed the silver curved blade from the shelf (his personal favorite) and walked toward me. His face was harsh, almost sad. Maybe he didn’t want me to leave…

While I was pondering over the thought, I felt him slowly slide the blade across my gown below my breasts. It tore in half and fell limply to the ground revealing my stomach and barely there white underwear.

“This is going to pain me much more then it does you my love, believe me.”

With that, he slowly but deeply slid the exaggeratedly sharpened blade over my flat small stomach. I winced as the blood slid out. As much punishment I’d received I never grew use to the knives.

How could he do this to me, he was going to turn me into his life mate. How could he harm me as if he didn’t even care?

Demetri lowered himself and licked up the crimson mess that had already turned my white underclothing to a deep red. His lips went from my dripping blood to my actual wound.

Ouch…

The venom of his lips made my opened wound ache. He lingered there a moment then I felt his teeth scratching the surface of the skin below my belly button. Ah, that was less painful. Suddenly a sharp feeling in the same area caused me to jolt back violently, he’d bitten me.

I screamed loudly in agony, at the unexpected bite.

He laughed. I suppose I was amusing him.

He told me he’d put enough of his venom in me to cause my body to die, but he’d lick it out in a few seconds so it wouldn’t work completely.

I felt my body go limp as he licked my cold skin. He rose to my face and pulled my body close to him. That would normally hurt because of the wound pressing against his stomach, but I was going numb with pain and couldn’t feel anything. My eyes closed involuntarily and my heart raced. He kissed my lips and with that I blacked out, pain engulfing my body.

The next day was the start of a new life. Maybe better then this one.