The Secret Life of the Kaulitz Twin

I grabbed the keys on my nightstand, to open her handcuffs, but just when I released her hands, she jumped off the bed, probably trying to run away.

I almost laughed, as I grabbed her delicate waist, and threw her back on the bed.

I climbed over her, and I fixed her wrists over her head with one hand, and grabbed her chin forcing her to look at me with the other. She tried to kick me off of her but I placed my knees on her thighs, forcing a lot of my weight over her, so she couldn't possibly move.

-You don't seem to get the rules slave, I am a vampire.

And I flashed her my fangs, and saw her eyes widen and her mouth was open in shock.

-This is a vampire mansion, here everything goes this way, humans are slaves, half blooded vampires are servants, and full blooded vampires are masters, if you didn't get it yet, you're my sex slave, my pet.

-NO!

I seized a handful of her hair, and pulled her toward the window and opened the curtains.

-Do you see her?

I pointed out at another slave outside. She was tied to a stake and getting lashed so hard, that she's all covered with blood now. That was Jean, a slave that decided a week ago, to be funny and stab her master, but when she realized that vampires don't die, she was punished, and every Saturday she'll be lashed like that.

-She is a slave just like you; her master wasn't pleased with her, so he decided to punish her.

I saw her teary eyes roam in fear over the tortured human outside the window.

-And guess what, I don't even need a reason to kill you, whenever I felt like it, I'll punish you without a reason, so If I was you, I'd do my best to please my master. Do you want me to punish you slave?

I tugged on her hair, as she shook her head in refusal…

-P…Please don't…

-Please don't?!

-Please don't master!

She screamed in my face and she fell to the floor crying

I finally got her to understand how things went here, time to have some fun.

-Undress. She looked up at me in surprise, obviously not wanting to, but the far away cries of Jean were enough motivation for her. I watched her with amusement as she got up standing next to me, looking short compared to me, her trembling hand went over her back, and she stretched to pull down the zipper, and once it was open, her dress fell to the floor, leaving nothing but naked small vulnerable beautifully weak body.

All mine.

-Lay down…slave.

And she dragged her feet in spite of her dignity, and laid on the bed, her eyes locked on mine, probably too afraid to blink.

I kicked off my boots, and took my place on top of her, I started a gentle kiss, but there was something in her cotton-like lips that made me wanna bite down on them……..which I did.

She gave a throaty scream; trying her best to move me away….pet didn't learn her lesson yet. I swallowed some of the blood from her lips then I grabbed her hair, and tossed her across the room, she fell on a glass vase, and broke it, I watched as the human started crying and picking up pieces of glass off her flesh. When she was done, she was covered in sweat, tears, and blood. I moved toward her and threw her on the floor, pinning her limbs with my own, and taking control of the situation.

I took my index finger and ran it on her chin, shoulders, breasts, and I stopped at her nipples, I used my five claw-like nails and dragged them over her left breast as I squeezed, she shot her eyes and whimpered, I smiled, and squeezed harder…

-Open your eyes pet.

And a pair of dark teary eyes opened looking at me in fear, weakness, and maybe even hatred.

-Take off my shirt.

I released her hand from my grasp, but pinned her shoulders to the floor instead. She started unbuttoning my shirt, then she slid it off my shoulders, and I took her hands and pinned them down again, I kissed her, thrusting my tongue inside her throat, feeling her gagging, but not fighting anymore. All the sudden I heard somebody moaning like a whore from the next room, gross! Tom has probably made his human fall in love with him…or his dick.

I grabbed my slave's arm, and dragged her across the room tossing her on the bed, where she curled into a ball, I handcuffed her hands back in the same position she was in before I enter the room.

When I made sure she was secured, I unbuckled my belt and took off my pants and underwear, and I was left with the locket with Tom's picture, and a huge erection, that frightened my slave.

I Kneeled in front of her on the bed, with my dick in her face.

-Suck it slave.

She closed her eyes in shame, as she brought her lips closer, and took the head in her small mouth, and began sucking; I grabbed her hair as a moaned.

-Harder bitch!

And she obeyed me, moving her head in rhythm. Soon I was ready, so I pulled away from her mouth but managed to spill some cum on her face, I smiled.

-Lick it.

And she licked it slowly, swallowing with closed eyes. I dragged her so she was lying on her back, I parted her legs and heard her gasp, not like I care or anything, I crawled over her because I wanted to see her reaction.

-Close your eyes and you'll get punished.

She nodded in fear.

I placed the head of my dick on her wet entrance, and adjusted myself, few seconds later, I thrust in my full length and her eyes widened as she shrieked in pain. The feeling of her walls breaking from the pressure, send shivers of pleasure down my spine, as I licked her breast, and now she was finally crying. I thrust harder when I felt her blood leaking out her vagina. And she cried louder this time. I stopped for a second and pulled most of my length out, and I heard her breathe rapidly, and I thrust harder and stronger than before, and her chest heaved with a long gasp, followed by a cry of agony, she tugged at her handcuffs, curled her toes, hit her head back on the pillow, and she closed her eyes!

-You'll regret closing your eyes pet.

She opened them really quick, and I thrust in again and again not caring about her, each time my pelvic bone almost breaks her, and my whole weight over her, preventing her from breathing properly, she was screaming, and crying, and I was enjoying this to the max. All the sudden I felt myself releasing semen inside her, and we both moaned.

I opened the handcuffs and her hands fell numbly on the pillow, I looked at her, and she was now covered with blood, cum, our sweat, and all was mixed with thick strands of hair, I pulled her head by her hair, and saw her exhausted, tortured, teary eyes, looking dully at me.

-You closed your eyes slave, you disobeyed me.

And her look didn't change, I freed her hands and pulled her to the wall, pinning her with shackles so she was facing the wall, turning her bare back to me, I went to under my bed, and pulled a box from there, I picked up a small whip, nothing that'll kill her, just for Tom and dad's sake.

I walked toward her, she didn't know what's happening, she was facing the wall, and I whipped her with medium strength.

-You shouldn't disobey me slave.

I wiped her again, forming red lines on her back, and I saw blood trailing down her back. She was crying again, but she looked way too weak to resist or protest on anything.

I whipped her again, and heard her sniff, and cry quietly.

After the tenth whip, her weight was being held by the shackles on the wall. I unlocked her shackles and held her exhausted body, and placed her gently over the bed.

I lied beside her and watched, as my slave slept, a deep deep sleep.

So dear slaves readers I hope you're enjoying this, I know you probably hate the unusual idea of a "mean" Bill and a "sweet" Tom, but I just decided to go different this time, so now that you've read this, do me a favor and send me a review, I'd love to hear your suggestions and ideas about this story.

Yours truly

Merna.