Chapter 5 - Night Visit.

Riccardo opened the door, still grasping onto Sarah. The dining table was fully set. Food was lay out on the table. All sorts of delicious food. Daniella stood at the side, waiting for them.

"Dinner is served..."

Daniella walked back into the kitchen, shutting the door behind her. Sarah guessed it would only be Riccardo and herself for dinner. She wished to have time on her own yet she wanted to learn more about what was going on.

Riccardo pulled out a seat for her.

"Ladies first." he smirked.

Sarah sat down in silence. She could feel Riccardo's eyes on her. He was watching her, admiring her. Slowly he walked to the seat beside her, sitting down and leaning forward to inspect the food that lay in front of them.

"Help yourself, my dear. You must be hungry, hmm?"

Riccardo took various helpings of the food onto his plate and began to eat vicously. Sarah picked up some of the chicken that lay out and nibbled on it slowly. She was starving. She felt like eating as much as she could but not in front of Riccardo. Putting the chicken down on her plate she began to speak.

"If you and my father are clones...then who created you? How is it even possible?"

Riccardo ripped at the chicken, placing it down and rubbing at his beard roughly.

"I do not think it is a good idea to talk about this, Sarah. The man who created your father and myself is someone you'd rather not know about..."

Sarah was getting irritated. There was so much she did not know and he knew it all.

"Riccardo, please. I have a right to know!"

Riccardo sighed, he knew he would have to tell her. Yet he was worried incase she went looking for Lorenzo. That was the last thing he wanted. He would only try to kill her for her azoth.

"His name was Lorenzo...although he has passed away. He also created Fiona's father...Ugo."

It was the girl from the news. He did know her after all.

"So...you did kidnap her then? This girl, Fiona?"

Riccardo nodded in silence. He did not wish to think about Fiona. It only angered him for not suceeding in his plan. Sarah tilted her head towards him, a concerned look on her face.

"Why...?"

He knew he could not tell her. It would only explain what he had planned to do to her. Riccardo began to eat again, staring down at the table in silence.

"I dont want to talk about it, Sarah. Please stop asking me. You will learn more in due time...now eat."

Sarah frowned. She was getting nowhere and decided to forget it for now. Slowly she began to eat again. They were both silent for a while. Sarah finished eating as Riccardo was deep in thought. He lay back on the seat, his arms folded. He began to look at Sarah again. Her skin looked so soft and pale. He longed to touch it. She was wearing a short skirt and shirt that he had found for her to wear. He could see more of her bare flesh. Her thighs were showing from under the table. She was beautiful. He leaned in towards Sarah, slowly his hand ran along her leg underneath the table, feeling her skin and her thighs quiver at his touch. Sarah grasped the sides of her chair, suprised by his sudden move.

"Riccardo...what do you want with me?"

He pulled himself in further, running his nose along her neck and smelling her sweet scent. He gently placed loving kisses against her soft neck, pulling her hair over her shoulders.

"I want you, Sarah. I want you to be mine."

Sarah lowered her eyes, tingles ran down her spine from his kissing. A feeling she had not felt before. She let out a pleasuring sigh. As much as she did not want to admit it, it felt so good.

"We are related and you look like my..."

"Your father?" he replied, his hand ran higher up her thighs.

Sarah nodded, feeling rather flustered. Her thighs were quivering uncontrolably and her breathing heavy.

"I am not your father though, my dear. Be mine...Do not refuse me. I will not allow it."

His lips traced along hers, kissing her like he had done before.

"Master Riccardo...Miss Sarah...?"

Daniella was standing oustide the kitchen. Her face was emotionless but her voice seemed full of suprise. Riccardo let go of Sarah, angrily.

"Daniella! Can't you see we want some time alone? You stupid wench!"

Sarah stood up, nervously. She felt extremely awkward.

"Umm..Thank you, Daniella for the lovely meal. Daniella, Riccardo...I shall go to bed now."

Riccardo gazed up at her, frowning. He knew yet again he would have to wait to get Sarah on his own.

"Yes, miss. I shall show you up to your room."

Sarah followed Daniella out, peering back at Riccardo who sat there with his arms folded.

"I will have you yet, azoth..." he muttered to himself.

Sarah stayed close to Daniella. She was afraid incase Debilitas came back. She held onto Daniella's arm not caring about her reaction. There was no reaction. Only a small reply.
"Are you alright, miss?"

"Yes...thank you."

Daniella gave one of her cold smiles. Her eyes gazed down at the young azoth. How she longed to have azoth of her own. But she promised her master she would not harm her. Yet she longed to know how it would feel. Daniella suddenly stopped, Sarah looked up with suprise.

"Whats wrong?" she asked in a worried state.

To Sarah's suprise, Daniella reach down to her and kissed her gently on the lips. Sarah's eyes widened with shock as Daniella pressed her up against the wall. Her hand traced down over Sarah's breasts and down to her stomach. They lay there for a few seconds, caressing as they slowly moved further down. With a sudden grasp, Daniella's hand ran up underneath Sarah's skirt.

"Daniella...what the hell are you doing?"

Daniella let out a small laugh under her breath as a large smile grew on her face. Her finger traced underneath the cotton underwear, Sarah wore. Sarah tossed her head from side to side, a slight moan was let out from her mouth unexpectadly as she felt Daniella's finger inside of her.

"I just want to experience azoth for myself...Do not worry, miss."

She took her hand out. Her finger was moist as she began to lick at it hungrily. She let out an insane laugh, moaning. Sarah watched in complete horror. She did not know how to take this.

"So that is what azoth tastes like..." she laughed.

Daniella took Sarah's hand firmly and began to walk down the hallway again. Sarah followed in complete shock. She felt filthy. They came to Sarah's room.

"Sleep well, miss. I shall wake you once breakfast is ready."

Daniella left as Sarah hurried into her room, shutting the door behind her.

"What do these people want? They seem sex craved or something!"

Sarah tried her best to laugh it off. She was scared yet what Daniella did felt great. Sitting down on the bed, she ran her hand down underneath her skirt. She was wet. Curiousity grew as she ran her finger along and licking the fluid from her finger. It tasted nice. Sarah felt she was going insane. This castle was making her wish to explore herself sexually. She had never wished to before. But now she was wanting to be touched. Caressed. Fucked.

Sarah lay down on the bed. She tried her best not to think about it anymore. Slowly she shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

It wasnt that long till Sarah was wakened by a noise. She sat up in the darkness. Heavy breathing and grunting could be heard. It sounded as if someone was ill in some way. Sarah grasped one of the pillows, her legs tucked up onto the bed. The noise was coming from the floor.

"Who's there?" she cried.

The breathing grew closer. Whatever it was, it was right next to the bed. Suddenly Sarah felt something reach for her foot. It was a hand.

"AZOTH!" the creature cried.

Sarah screamed, crawling along the bed, she stumbled towards the door. Switching on the light she seen an old frail man on the floor. He began crawling towards her.

"Ah dear azoth..how beautiful you are. So different from Fiona...Come to me! You are mine!"

The old man crawled faster, Sarah screamed in horror, pushing the door open and running out into the hallway. The old man crawled after her. Sarah ran as fast as she could. Her voice ran down the hallways, screaming for help. No one seemed to appear. She was slowly running out of breath. Her pace slowed down, the old man catching up with her.

"Sarah! Dont go! I need you!" he cried. He desperately lunged at her, pushing her to the ground.

Sarah cowered into a small room. A large broke chandilear lay there. The room was old that was for sure. Sarah grasped the wall. Tears ran down her eyes. She wished for Riccardo to come save her. Thats all she longed for now.

"Riccardo! Please help me!"

The old man entered the room. Shuffling along the stone floor towards her.

"Azoth!"

He grabbed her and pinned her to the floor. His frail body only having enough strength to hold her down. He began to sound like he was choking, gazing down at her. His mouth approached her. She shifted her face to the side. She did not want this old man anywhere near her. She knew he would kill her. Drool from his mouth seemed to trickle down her cheek.

"Please...stop! What do you want?"

The old man laughed insanely.

"I want your azoth! It belongs to me, my dear! All mine!"

He laughed once more before suddenly a loud gunshot was heard as the old man fell on top of Sarah. His head was gushing blood, Sarah pushed him off with a scream, blood trickled over her face. Sitting up she seen Riccardo. A gun in his hand. Sarah ran to him in relief, her arms holding onto him firmly.

"That, my dear...is Lorenzo."

Sarah was confused. The blood on her face mixed with tears.

"You said he was dead..."

Riccardo, wiped at her tears with his hands. The blood and tears ran down is cold leathery skin.

"I wanted to protect you. I did not want you to go looking for him. He would only kill you...and that, I cannot allow."

For the first time, Sarah felt safe. She did not wish to let go of Riccardo. Finally, she was his for the taking.