Hollow Dreams & Empty Promises. [M]

[Demetri Asimov]

There was just something so beautiful hidden within a submissive woman, Luna was beautiful anyway granted. But, naked, and on her knees, under Demetri's thrill. It gave the ancient vampire a warm shiver down his spine. It was a power trip more than anything sexual, although, there had been times where Demetri consisted himself as a hedonist. Because, most of the time, it was about the pleasure for Demetri, and nothing but his own pleasure. Even the sex with Luna a few hours ago, it wasn't about giving her pleasure, it was about Demetri taking his pleasure, and breaking her body to his will, his desire. It had been that way for Demetri for decades, ever since he decided to embrace his darkness, embrace the monster within instead of hide away from it.

But, in recent months, Demetri didn't really see himself as a hedonist anymore, he saw himself as a liberator. He took woman from their dull and mundane lives, and showed them things they couldn't even dream of on their own. Demetri freed them from human society, and showed them their inner selves. Although the idea of freedom was an illusion designed to allure, and entice the woman into Demetri's thrall. Because, the bottom line, he wasn't freeing them, but actually enslaving them to be his slave, his food supply. Like when a farmer branded a cow to make sure no one else stole the cow from him. At least that was how it started out for Demetri, but the more he pulled off this 'Branding' the more he used the illusion of freedom to enslave these beautiful women. The more he came to believe in the illusion and the more power hungry he became.

After he spent a few silent moments just starring down into Luna's face, and abyss like eyes. Demetri gave Luna a subtle smile, and reached out to stroke a hand through her hair, while he opened his mouth to speak an authoritative tone of voice. The kind of voice a pet owner would use when talking to a pet dog or cat. "From this point forth, you old life is nothing more than an illusion to you. Because, I have freed you from human society, human rules. You will no longer govern yourself and your actions by these pathetic rules. From now on, you will govern yourself by my rules, by my laws, and you will do so without question or hesitation."

Demetri drove his words home by making direct eye contact again, only this time, his eyes seemed to stare much deeper into Luna's soul than ever before. He was telling her through words, as well as through his eyes, what her place was now, her place as his slave. "Firstly, you will change your sleeping pattern, and sleep during the day, and be awake and active during the night. Secondly, you will take small amounts of money from your family's bank, and put it aside somewhere safe until I come to collect it, and you. Thirdly, you will take some private time for yourself, once a week, where you will think about this event, and touch yourself in an unladylike manner." The rules were set in place, and Demetri expected Luna to follow them. There was no out in this, there was no other option. Either Luna followed these rules or punishment would be made, like when a dog or a cat misbehaves. "Do you accept, and understand these rules, Luna?" When he asked if she understood, Demetri stroked a hand down her neck, and traced his finger tips over the scar he made upon her flesh a few hours earlier.

  

[Luna Daniell]

She did not care how long she was sitting there, she was just enjoying sitting like this with Demetri. He could just keep her focus without even trying very hard, it was not hard for him and she did not thought that it could ever be very hard for him, no matter whose focus he was trying to keep. She could not move her eyes even for a single moment, even blinking was something she only did when she absolutely had to. His eyes, they were so beautiful and deep, giving her so much deepth in their talks, but also just now when they were just looking at each other.

His words, why was it that they went so well with what her thoughts were. It was so easy to just give in to him, letting him be in charge and just enjoy the ride. "But Demetri." she began but her words was quickly drowned out by her own thoughts. She could not finish the sentence where she tried to fight against him. It just seemed wrong to do it, like it would go against some rules she had learned back in her past.

The further he came with the rules, they just began to see sense - like that was how the world really was supposed to be and she just been living in a warped version that someone had made for her, but Demetri was here to show her the real world. "How should I explain it to my lady's maid, my husband - they will notice if I stop being there during the day. And the social things, I cannot just - stop being there." she mumbled softly.

"And the money, they are my husband's, I cannot take them." she added, and wanted to look down, embarrassed, but her eyes was stuck on his and she could not draw them away.

  

[Demetri Asimov]

The weak protest from Luna was to be expected, all of this was still new. The events of last night still raw within Luna's mind. Now was the time for Demetri to step, carefully, because it could quite easily go the wrong way for both of them. Like with the last girl Demetri had attempted this on. It was thirty odd decades ago, and the girl was almost similar to Luna in every aspect. She had married young, and her husband was just a mundane bore that didn't pay her the right attention or even respect. Demetri put her through the same routine that he had put Luna through, slowly but sure, Demetri poisoned her mind, and got her to the exact same point Luna was in now. But, when the ancient vampire started to lay down the rules she was to live her new life by.

The girl began to see through the illusion, she started to question everything, and even regretted being intimate with Demetri. The only choose Demetri had left had been to kill this woman, she had learned too much, and Demetri couldn't afford to have her go back and tell her husband what happened. Unlike most others, who didn't learn from their mistakes, Demetri learned from the experience, and refined the progress. It was that refined progress that he had used on Luna and now was time to begin deepening the control he had just established over Luna's mind and body.

After Luna had finished her protests, Demetri slowly leaned toward her, and deepened his gaze on her eyes ever further, now at the very limit of their ability. He then slowly reached out with his hand, and stroked it down between Luna's ample bosom, along her stomach, and then between her legs. Where he then began to massage two fingers against her womanhood. The massage was soft, and gentle, designed to send Luna into an even weaker, yet euphoric state of mind. When he talked, Demetri's voice was as it was last night, soft, soothing and gentle. "You will implement these new rules into your life, slowly and over time. If your lady's maid or husband ask why you're sleeping so much during the day, you will fain illness, and tell them that you have been told by a doctor to have plenty of bed rest until you're feeling better. As for the social events, you will cut them down to a bare minimum, and only attend events that you think are necessary to maintain the illusion of your old life. As for the financial side of things, your husband must give you an allowance does it not? If he does then ask him to increase it, if he doesn't. Then ask him to start to give you one, if he asks questions. Tell him that the price of everything has gone up, and it's more expensive to run the household."

The whole time Demetri talked, he carried on massaging two fingers against Luna's womanhood, which seemed to only pick up in speed and in pace the more he talked. After he had explained to Luna how it was all going to work, he fell silent for a moment, and allowed everything to sink into her mind. After moments of silence, Demetri slowly pulled his fingers away from her body, and broke eye contact by looking up and away to the distant wall. "If you think you're not capable of doing what I ask, then this was all a mistake, and I will return you back to your cage. Where you will always be a slave to society, a slave to your husbands will." This time Demetri's voice was cold, and distant. Demetri then stood up, and walked off to Luna's right side, until she was at his back. This last part was taking away the carrot trick, Demetri had allowed Luna to taste freedom, and he had dangled a carrot in front of her face, and even allowed her to lick it. But, now, he had taken that carrot away, and if Luna really wanted it, then she would give in to Demetri's wishes. If she decided to go the other way, well, Demetri would have to deal with Luna in a totally different way.

  

[Luna Daniell]

The touches that moved Demetri's hand from the crook at her neck down her body, continuing down between her legs where they rested and slowly began to tease her again. Her body quickly got awake and she moaned softly, letting him know just how much he actually held her body and her joy in his hands. Her judgment was quickly getting clouded again by pleasure he was giving her. She just closed her eyes slightly, to further enjoy everything he gave her.

His words, why was it that he was able to actually come with a very good solution for all the problems. Of course she was beginning to guess that Demetri was not the ordinary young man, not anymore. He had been drinking his blood without even thinking about it, and the only being she could think of it could be would be a vampire, and she had seen his fangs now, but she did not care. Demetri had still made her feel much better than her husband had for years - she did not wanted to risk losing him, there was simply too much happiness bound to him.

When he stopped talking and pulled his hand away from her, she whimpered slightly, she missed it, missed the feeling of his wonderful blue eyes staring into her own. She bit her lip and looked down before she decided to tell him how she thought. "I guess I can figure something out, as long as I get to see you again." she said softly and turned to look at him. She felt like she had been left on her own all over again, just like her husband had left her on her own after she had given him a son.

  

[Demetri Asimov]

The treat on the end of a stick worked like a charm, and with his back still turned upon Luna's nude form. Demetri couldn't help but smile to himself, he had done it again, another woman sat naked, on her knees in his room, and she was willing to accept anything, and everything he told her. It had been sometime since Demetri had found someone special enough, and even eager enough to go under his thrall. The last time was decades ago, and didn't end all that well. Ever since then Demetri had vowed himself that he would do better, and Luna was his chance to do better.

In fact, Demetri was going to turn Luna into his masterpiece, he was going to enthrall her so much to his will that she would pretty much to everything for him, and not just sexual things either. No, Demetri needed someone during the day to act in his stead, someone that could move within human circles, and represent him in business matters and such. Luna was going to be that very person, after he had sanded off the edges of curse. Even though Demetri had effectively overridden Luna's will, and thought process, she still questioned him, and wanted answers to things, before she actually did them. Demetri wanted to break her even further, until such point where she just did as she was told, without even thinking about it or questioning it.

That was what the other reason for rules he had set for her to follow, they were designed in away to help Luna adjust to a new lifestyle, a lifestyle that would see her as a slave to a vampire. There was much more forceful and even more effective ways that Demetri could use on Luna. But, it wasn't his style, Demetri was more about the subtle, and light hearted approach. Granted, it was a bit more work, and it wasn't always guaranteed to work. But, the prize at the end was all the sweeter, and it was sometime more enjoyable for both Demetri, and the lovely lady that was his subject.

After Luna had finished talking, Demetri kept his back on her form for a few moments, empathizing the situation further. He then slowly turned around, and met her gaze, before he walked toward her, and knelt down behind her. "You will get to see me again, Luna my sweet. As long as you follow the rules I have set for you, we will meet again in a few weeks time." The time frame was for two reasons, one, Demetri had planned to go to Paris for a few weeks with someone, and two. The longer Luna followed his rules, the more acceptable she will be of them, and a better chance that she would accept the new lifestyle for herself. While he talked, Demetri ran his hands down the natural contours of Luna's body, and touched her in places that would have never been touched before. Before saying anything further, Demetri nibbled upon Luna's ear, while his delicate fingers caressed the area under her bosom, slowly and tenderly. "One last thing, you should start wearing more scarf’s, and high collar dresses. We wouldn't want anyone see that scar on your neck, now do we Luna?" As he mentioned the scar, Demetri lean closer, and placed soft and gentle kisses along its length.

  

[Luna Daniell]

Right now, in this very second, all Luna could think about was her own pleasure - the very pleasure Demetri gave her with a few touches and voice. She was completely lost right now, the thought that she should have been on her way home a long time ago was only a vague memory and she kept thinking of how she could regain some of the pleasure Demetri had given her and now stopped giving her. All she could come up with was to stay awake in the night and sleep during the day, hide what she could of her money from her husband and the maids, and then think about this night when she needed to feel happy again - it was all so simple and something she could easily handle, why had she even questioned it before.

Hearing Demetri's voice right next to her ear, she could feel her body jingle in a good way just knowing that he was right behind her. She instinctively leaned back, just a tiny bit, and trusted Demetri to support her so she would not fall. It was like she was magnatised towards him and just found him the second he was nearby. When he said that she would see him in a few weeks, she smiled and felt happy, though a tiny bit of her was sad, why should she wait weeks to see him again, it was not something she enjoyed hearing, but she did not question it. She was sure that Demetri had some reason for making her waits weeks to hear his voice again, she doubted that she would ever forget it or how it made her react.

A small shiver went down her spine in pleasure as he began touching her again - he did not even have to touch her sexually before her body reacted with a tiny bit of pleasure. Maybe it was the fact that he just touched her, since her husband never touched her anymore. "I will wait for you." she whispered softly and turned her head slightly to look at him. When he mentioned the scar and avoiding others to see it, she just smiled. "That will not be a problem." she whispered back, most of her dresses were high-collared and in the case that they were not, then she could find a way to hide it anyway.

  

[Demetri Asimov]

When Luna looked at Demetri, and smiled. He looked back into her eyes, with a smile of his own, a smile that on the surface appeared to be full of love and warmth. But, hidden within the undertone of the smile was a much more sinister meaning. Demetri's smile was actually one of triumph. Normally he would keep himself restrained until he was alone or with someone he could trust. But, Demetri couldn't stop himself, after so many decades. He finally had a woman back under his thrall. The last time a woman was totally, and utterly broken to Demetri's will was almost forty odd years ago. She was an upper class wife, much like Luna, only much different in appearance. Luna had a wholesome body figure, which in the right dress and light, looked radiant and sexy. Demetri's last slave had a sultrier look, a kind of look that would catch any man's eye. She knew how to use her body figure to her advantage as well, and even though she was happily married. This woman teased men, and got them to do all kinds of things for her. It was one of the reasons why Demetri set out to break her. He wanted to prove to her that she wasn't as strong as she thought herself to be.

Just like with Luna, Demetri utterly destroyed this woman's will, and for almost twenty years, she followed him around the world, sometimes as his maid, other times as his companion. This woman met an untimely end at Demetri's hand, back then he was still a monster controlled by his hunger, his thirst. Even though Demetri didn't mean to drink her dry, unfortunately that was exactly the case, and the woman died within Demetri's blood soaked arms. Unlike most other woman Demetri used, and drank blood from, he made sure that this woman got a proper burial, a proper grave. Demetri was the only one that knew of her final resting place, granted. But, at least, there was somewhere for Demetri to go to remind himself of the task that was eternally ahead of him. The never ending task of trying to tame, and control the blood lust that was in his heart, and what was left of his soul each and every night.

After the last ones death, Demetri vowed not to do it again until he had some more control over his hunger. In recent years, Demetri had done well in gaining some kind of control over his desires, and he was confident enough to attempt such a feat again. Even could Demetri couldn't, one hundred percent promise that Luna would be save, and left unharmed. He could at least promise to stop himself from killing her, without realizing that he was actually killing her. The time Demetri would ever kill Luna would be if she reported him to the authorities or her husband. But, Demetri would make sure that she was so broken, she wouldn't ever think of escape, ever.

With his gaze still on her eyes, Demetri leaned in, and passionately kissed Luna on the lips, while one hand stroked her womanhood, with the same passion that was within the kiss. The vampire’s free hand caressed over her bosom and gentle fondled the palm flesh. Once the kiss was broken, Demetri took a deep breath, and stroked his hands away from Luna's sensitive areas. He so badly wanted to have sex with Luna right now, but the hour was getting early, and the sun would be up within the next hour. Demetri couldn't afford to unleash his passion on her body again, and be caught in the sunlight. There was also the fact that if Luna was any later, her absence might be noticed by someone, and unwanted questions would have to be answered. "You may dress now, Luna. But, leave your undergarments here with me, I wish to keep them as a reminder of our time together." Demetri actually wanted to keep them as trophies, but he wasn't going to say that outright, because it might have destroyed the illusion he had created within Luna's mind.

  

[Luna Daniell]

She felt happy that Demetri was smiling at her, there was just something about his smile that made her feel happier than she had guessed would ever happen, since she had gotten married. Her life was maybe not sun-shine all the way through, but Demetri was a ray of sunshine that made it all worth it. She could not think of how else to express it, but she was going to hold it close to her heart and enjoy every single second.

The kiss took her logic thinking and rational part of her mind completely away, and she just liked being kissed. It was a kiss filled with passion, at least from her side and she just felt like it was the same from him. At least that was what her mind and feeling in her stomach told her, so she believed it without a doubt in her heart. His touch made her relax and as he pulled away, she just looked a him, slightly sad, but without a word, she allowed him to pull back.

When he told her that she had to get dressed, she just nodded softly before she stood from her position and went to her clothes. She could survive with having her corset directly on her skin until she got home, and she would have underskirt and skirt to protect her. So without thinking much about it, she quickly found her corset and she used magic to tighten it for her dress. "It is slightly uncomfortable, but it is only for a short while." she said before she took the corset cover and the rest of her clothes. She continued to dress herself without a word. She left her undergarment and her chemise on the floor for him.

When she was finished she quickly got her robes to protect her identity, and without a word to Demetri she quickly apparated back home to protect herself from being seen by anyone.