"Come to my bed."

Angelina didn't want to admit it, but she felt a tingle of excitement in her lower area. "I dated men before, but none could sound like him."  However, Angelina slowly emerged from her haze and realized Vlad wanted something from her. The young woman didn't want to give herself to him too easily. "W-Would you like me to sing you a song? Maybe tell you a story."

Vlad didn't blink once; his focus was entirely on her. A smirk formed on his lips. "Come to bed, now."

His voice was deep and firm. Deep down, Angelina wanted to get on that bed and have a prominent historical figure. "Damn it! Snap out of it! This guy impales people for a living! I will not give myself to him, even if he's a hot-speaking maniac!" Angelina took a deep breath. "You promised me that you would not touch me, Vlad. Are you a man of your word?"

Vlad did tell her that he would not have had her yet. Frustration was building within him, and the Voivode would have a female partner to relieve it. He had always faced challenges in the political world, but with a woman, that had never happened before. Angelina was a new challenge that couldn't be easily tamed; he smirked again. "This brings a little more excitement in my life." The Voivode sighed as he backed himself to the bedpost and put his hands and arms behind his head. He shrugged his shoulders. "Very well, I will not have you yet. However, I will be taken care of tonight."

"Meaning?"

"Get on the bed, now. If I have to repeat myself again, I may not able to contain myself."

The young woman put her hands together, fidgeting with her fingers. Since Vlad could always change his mind, she had to think of something. An idea came to mind: "You seem to be quick to anger, Vlad. Do you ever feel tense when dealing with so much frustration and stress?"

The Voivode raised an eyebrow. "Why is this relevant?"

"I noticed that you always tense your muscles whenever you feel strong negative emotions. When people tend to tense up, the muscles and nerves can sometimes intertwine the wrong way, which could lead to pain or soreness."

Vlad was silent but couldn't deny feeling off for the last month. His mind and body were tired, and sometimes, moving or lying on certain parts of his body for long periods was difficult. "I have."

"Then, I have an idea. Take your shirt off, then lie on your stomach. I will give you a massage."

Intrigued, Vlad obliged, taking off his shirt and lying on his stomach. Angelina approached him, and a surge of excitement filled him. He then felt her hands on his back. "Soft and fragile to the touch."

Angelina slowly massaged his back; his skin was soft, but he had some muscle. That was when she felt tiny knots deep within Vlad's skin. "I thought so. You have knots that cause pain and soreness; I will undo them. I will go slowly and gently, but eventually I will tighten my grip. Please tell me if you're in pain. The young woman began her massage gently all over his back; she felt Vlad tense, but as the massage continued, he relaxed. 

Vlad remained silent as he felt Angelina slowly toughen her grip, but not to the point of discomfort. He flinched on the spots that made him feel sore, but the more Angelina massaged him, the more the soreness dissipated. She then massaged his shoulders and moved downward to his slightly muscular arms. Scars were noticeable in different parts of his body, which made Angelina feel a hint of pity. "He may be a sadistic jerk, but he had to become that way to survive."  Vlad suddenly turned upward; his face and the front of his body faced her. "Um...what are you doing?"

"We cannot end the session until you massage the front now, can we?"

"Um, I..."

"Unless you prefer to take out my frustration in another manner. Choose."

The young woman felt cornered; she knew it would be impossible to come up with another excuse. She had no other option."I can do this! Don't think negatively!" Angelina slowly touched Vlad's upper chest and massaged it. Sweat formed behind her neck as her hands moved in a circular motion throughout his upper and lower chest area; there were times when she made contact with his nipples. 

Vlad closed his eyes as he put his hands behind his head. He had never been touched in such a manner. It wasn't sexual or seductive; it was peaceful with no ill intent. When Angelina's hands and nails trickled below his stomach, he couldn't help but tingle in excitement. It excited him so much that his penis slowly erected. Angelina noticed; her eyes widened when she saw Vlad's bulge form. The Voivode had no shame; he took pride in the fact that Angelina would see his pride and joy. "Are you going to do anything about it?"

"E-Excuse me!?"

"You have excited me so, and you said that you would massage me where I feel pain and soreness. It pains me that I cannot release." The young woman slowly backed away, but Vlad grabbed her right hand and pulled her close to him. "You will eventually have to get used to all aspects of me. I will not claim your body but you might as well practice on how to please me. Pull my pants down, now."

Dread and excitement overwhelmed Angelina as she eyed Vlad's bulge. A part of her didn't want to do it, but the other side was curious; she couldn't help but feel warm in her vagina. Vlad let her go and waited to see what Angelina would do. The young woman slowly got the upper parts of his pants and slowly pulled them down while looking away. The Voivode couldn't help but notice her innocence and embarrassment; it excited him more. Once his pants were pulled halfway down, his 6-inch erection sprawled out. Vlad immediately grabbed her hand and put it on his erection. "Please me." Angelina felt her face and body turn hot, and she slowly motioned her hand up and down; Vlad groaned. He arched his head back as he felt her hand on his cock. Vlad peeked, and Angelina looked away, glancing occasionally; a red blush was on her face. It was erotic to him. "How she would feel beneath me." He arched his hips upward. "Faster."

Angelina did as she was commanded; Vlad's moans and groans echoed as he arched his head back more and his hips higher. "Agggghhhhhh! Ngggggghhhhh!" He released, and parts of his semen landed on Angelina's arm and hand, and parts of her nightgown. Vlad was breathing heavily as he slowly lifted his pants. "You did well. Now, would you like me to help you release?"

"N-NO! Please don't!" Angelina turned away from Vlad as she lay on the bed and put the bed covers over her. The Voivode chuckled as he felt refreshed. "As you wish; you will eventually feel my touch." Vlad lay down on the bed as he tried to sleep. Angelina felt her heart racing from the whole experience. She was happy that Vlad didn't notice her juices slowly dripped down from her entrance to her legs. "Dear god, how long will I be able to last here?"