Prey in Captivity

Steve's POV

"GGGHHAAARRIIIAA!!" Steve managed to gargle. His eyes were filled with tears and all he wanted was to stand up and rip apart this motherfucking monster. He could move hands and feet a little bit now but wasn't really able to anything of value at the moment yet. He just witnessed the death of his girlfriend and all he could do was watch, totally devastated. He swore to himself that if there will ever be a single tiny chance of getting revenge on that damn vampire, he would do it, no matter the consequences.

Suddenly, Nikolai withdrew the curtains and looked at him triumphantly, blood covering most of his body.

"So, did you enjoy it, Steve? Your loving girlfriend behaving like a slut for me, even dying for my love? If that bothered you just wait a little bit, you'll see what she will become now."

"HHHAAAAKK...UUU"

"Well look who's finally a little bit more talkative. Don't worry, I'll be fucking your girlfriend for centuries. There is not much in store for you though, but if you'll go with the flow, you might find it enjoyable," Nikolai laughed at helpless Steve.

"I...EELL...KILLL...UUU"

"Sure you will. I really don't want you to spoil anything with your fine oratory skills so I'll have to add this", he said while gagging him tightly. Afterwards, he grabbed the chair and carried it with Steve on it helplessy convulsing to the bathroom. The asshole checked the ties on his legs and hands while humming Chopin's Funeral March. He closed the door and then there was silence.

Steve assumed what was his role now - livestock for a new-born vampiress. He just hoped there was a way she had some conscience left in her...