Chapter 4

(A mark for all time)

Katie's point of view

I couldn't help but be afraid as the Count dragged me down the hall by my hair. His grip hurt and ant times I couldn't help but cry out. It didn't matter he didn't loosen his grip. We entered a room and he released me. I stumbled and fell to my knees before a cushioned bench. The doors shut firmly behind us.

I looked around to see what appeared to be a sitting room. There were chairs and couches and book cases were against the back wall. If the book cases had been around the other walls I would have thought I was in a private library.

Before I could question anything I heard the door open and then close. I wondered if I was alone at first until two men took hold of my arms and held them firmly down making my stomach lay on the cushioned bench.

'What is going on?' I thought to myself. A moment later I felt my dress lifted up from behind. I couldn't help but wonder if he intended to spank me.

A moment later I felt my panties pulled down. Instinctively I tried to move but it didn't work. Then I felt the most excruciating pain of my life and screamed in agony.

Dracula's point of view

I sensed her uncertainty as my minions took hold of her arms to prevent her from getting away. It wasn't until she felt Lynn lift the back of her dress and pull down her underwear that she tried to move. It was futile of course but it pleased me to see she was modest.

I looked down at the iron in my hand that branded anything or anyone I owned with my Initials. It was a Letter D with a smaller but still capitalized V under it. I walked over and looked at her bottom.

I internally groaned wanting nothing more than to touch the now exposed skin. My minions could not see her bottom. I wanted no other male to see what belonged to me. Lynn was female and so it didn't matter if she saw.

My gaze fell on the hot Iron for only a moment. Then in one motion I pressed it to her bottom marking her as mine. Katie screamed from the pain of her flesh being burned. I removed the iron and returned it to its place on the fire place.

What I had done would be considered heartless by some but Katie would never escape my mark. I was however not so heartless I didn't have readily available supplies to deal with treating the skin I had burned. She would bare my mark but the skin would heal except for the scar I had created.

Katie cried as I put ointments and gave her medical attention but I offered no words of encouragement. I was the master and Katie needed to learn her place quickly. I placed a bandage over the area and put down her dress.

"Leave us."

The door closed and I walked over to my favorite chair and sat down in the high backed upholstered chair. I sat there listening to her softly cry for what seemed like several minutes but in truth was only a few.

"Come here Katie," I called. I waited a few moments but Katie didn't even attempt to get up let alone come to me. "Get up and come to me now or face the consequences." I heard movement a moment later and knew she was heading my warning.

Katie came to where we could see each other but kept her head down. As well as staying as far away from the fireplace as possible.

"Come here," I said firmly and pointed to the area before me. Katie hesitated but reluctantly came to where I'd instructed. "Better," I told her.

"I can be very generous to you my dear," Katie looked up and glared at me. "If you are obedient. Defy me and I can be very cruel."

"I'm aware," Katie said hotly.

"Then perhaps you will think twice about displeasing me," I said without sympathy. "Any punishment you receive will be brought on by yourself." I watched as Katie crossed her arms and looked down at the ground in an open pout. It should have annoyed me but instead I found it amusing.

I stood up leaving my chair and stepped towards her. Gently I lifted her chin with both hands. Her blue eyes looked into my dark eyes against her will. "Simply please me Katie and life will be very pleasant." Before she could react my right hand went behind her neck and I crushed my lips to hers.

Katie's point of view

Dracula's kiss was not loving or passionate. It was hard and cruel, a warning to obey him. I tried to struggle at first but it was no use. His strength far exceeded my own. Once I stopped struggling though I noticed his kiss soften. It was then I felt his tongue on my lip. He wanted me to open my mouth. I didn't want to but fear of what would happen if I refused caused me to do as he wished.

His tongue entered my mouth and he pulled me closer to him. His right hand never left the back of my neck as he kept control of the kiss. His kiss never turned loving but the cruelty left. It was possessive and claiming. If I ever escaped this creature of the night it wouldn't be easy.

"Very good," He said as he ended the last kiss. "That is the way you will greet me understood?" I nodded. "I expect an answer," He said warningly.

"I understand," I said feeling a sense of fear at the harshness in his voice. The Iron he'd used on me wasn't far away and I had no wish to feel it a second time.

"Come." He took my hand and placed it through his arm resting it on his forearm. I didn't fight. There was no reason to.

Dracula led me out of the room and we walked toward the back left hand side of the house. From there he led me down a flight of stairs. I was surprised as the air became colder. Most basements don't suddenly become so cool. We reached a door and the count opened it and gestured me inside.

I stepped in and he followed closing the large door made of very thick wood behind us. Before me was a hallway of concrete. On either side were several doors much like the one we had just walked through.

The Count took my hand and led me down the hallway past several doors before stopping in front of a door on the left. He opened the door and looked at me. "Sam is inside."

Hopeful I went to the door and peering inside I froze. I expected to see Sam badly hurt and bloody but not the sight that was before me. I tried to back up but only backed into the creature that held me prisoner.

"He doesn't seem to mind being here," Dracula said peering into the room behind me.

My heart broke at the sight before me. Sam was not chained or being forced to do anything. Instead he was participating in acts of pleasure with three other women. Moans resounded from the room as the women enjoyed his attention. My boyfriend moaned in pleasure as well at what they did.

"No," I said barely above a whisper. Again I wanted to move back but the Count prevented me.

"Did you know this is what he always dreamed of? Enjoying more than one woman at a time?" He asked. "I did not threaten him Katie." I closed my eyes before turning around. My capture stroked my hair gently. "I admit I told him he could not have you. I asked what he might want in return for the loss of you. When he answered I gave it to him. Three whores to see to his sexual appetite."

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. It hadn't even been 24 hours. The thought he may have been cheating on me entered my mind. 'How could Sam…be with those women? How could he give me up so easily?'

"I want to go."

"As you wish," Dracula said and leading me out the room he closed the door.

I felt devastated and betrayed.

Dracula's point of view

I didn't like feeling my bride's heart break but it was necessary. Now that she was hurting my dark haired beauty would not be able to help but lean on me. Eventually she would learn to love me; I was sure of it.