Submission

You feel a sharp pain from the bite at first but it's quickly replaced by something else. He bites in deeper, sucking at the drawn blood and it feels...good. You let out a low moan as your eyes roll back into your head. He grips you tighter, bites you harder, drinks deeper, your head spins with pleasure...

Whatever resistance within you vanishes as the color drains from your skin. You would willingly give yourself over to Dracula if he hadn't taken you already, anything for this moment of sheer bliss, the strange feeling spreading throughout your body and your vision darkens. And then he removes his fangs from your neck and you feel your heart beat for the final time...

Released from his grip your body collapses lifelessly to its' knees in front of him. You should be dead, your body drained as dry as a desert. But inside of you a seed of corruption your master planted within you blossoms. Your limbs twitch as your vision returns and you feel yourself growing stronger. Your canines and nails grow longer and sharper, your ears grow longer and pointed, your clothing strains as your body's proportions shift to meet your master's preference. You exhale, your breath so cold it's visible even in this crypt, and turn your blood red eyes upwards to look at Dracula. He smiles as he looks back.

"Welcome to eternity, my newest servant."