Wanted for blood

She flinched and ducked, dust and small pieces of the wall falling to the floor. "No." She said again, her voice shaking a little.
 
He growled darkly, right by her ear then he picked her up and pinned her to the wall, fangs sinking into her neck deeply, painfully.
 
She gasped in pain, struggling in his grip. Blood ran down her neck.
 
He moaned out as he tasted the blood and shivered as he drank deeply from her. She tasted delicious.
 
She winced and groaned as he drained her, feeling herself become weaker by the second, her heart beat studder painfully. Suddenly, through fear, she clawed him, leaving three bloody claw marks on his cheek.
 
He jumped back, dropping her and growling in anger as he reached up, fingers touching the bleeding wounds.

"You hit me... You fucking bitch! You'll pay for that!"

He left, slamming the cage shut and chaining it up before storming out.
 
Lilly let out a sigh of relief, though she didn't let her relief that long. Before he came back down again, she dressed quickly with shaky hands, trying to avoid touching the collar.
 
He came back down later carrying a garden hose with him and moving a wooden chair to the cage, where he straddled it backwards, toying with the hose's nozzle.
 
Lilly paled. What was he going to do? Drown her with the hose? But then the collar reminded itself she was still wearing it and she gulped. She wasn't sure if she could dodge the water, but fear and adrenaline gave her the energy to hopefully avoid electricution.
 
With an evil smirk he turned the hose on with a knob on the nozzle and aimed it at her, spraying it in her direction.

"What happens if this hits you, bitch? You get one hell of a goodnight kiss, that's what."
 
She tried to dodge the water, but he easily followed her and it hit her dead on. She screamed as the electric collar went nuts. It wasn't enough to kill her, but enough to make her wish it did. She fell writhing to the ground, tears of pain falling down her cheeks, thankfully hidden by the water. Her back arched in pain as she writhered.
 
He shut off the hose then threw a towel through the bars at her, standing and throwing the chair easily across the room.

"Next time when I tell you to do something you fucking do it, understand?"
 
She gasped, "Yes." She was breathing hard and her body ached like hell. She would have gladly dried herself off, but she couldn't move.
 
He nodded once and slid a plate of food into the cage before leaving and climbing the stairs. He would force a show later, but now he needed some real entertainment.
 
She ate once she could move, the food practically cold by the time she could. She finished, wet and miserable, and took the towel, wincing as her sore muscles stretched and dried her hair. She sat down in a corner, shivering from her drenched clothes and hair.
 
He left her alone for the night, deciding she'd had enough torture and he would visit her again later on. He sat back in his recliner and flipped on the T.V.
 
Lilly was exhausted, hoping she wouldn't have to wait for her escape to much longer. She curled up on the floor of the cage, using the towel as a rather uncomfterable pillow and tried to sleep.
 
As dawn came, he made his way down the stairs to wake her up by tossing rocks at her.

"Get up, I'm bored. Entertain me."
 
She winced as the rocks hit her skin and she got to her feet, stumbling a little as she woke. "H-how?" She asked weakly, though she was afraid of the answer.
 
He smirked and was about to speak, but the door upstairs flew open and heavy boots sprawled out across the house. In an instant, he smelled them. Humans. He growled and looked at her hissing.

"What did you do, you whore!?"
 
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