Requested by YonaDawn2020

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WARNING

Dark content!!

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(Y/n)'s POV

Life is unfair. I never once in my entire life thought the opposite. I never changed my mind about it. It was and will be the same until I die, until I see my freedom ticket.

I don't remember how or when it happened, but I spend all my life in cells and prisons. I was used as a toy to pleasure men's needs or feed their thirst for blood. I was no one in their eyes. Just a girl waiting to die.

-"Get up!" a rough voice shout at me as the iron gate of my cell opened.

Me tired (e/c) eyes fell on the man, that had just entered, not bothering to memorize his features. I forced my weak and thin body to get get up from the cold floor, trying my best to stay up. I don't remember the last time I ate. It must have been days, but I didn't really care. I just wanted everything to end.

Despite the fact that the man had noticed my weak state, he ignored it as he started dragging me away. I didn't know where we were going, but soon enough we reached the entrance of the prison. My eyes looked up at the night sky, enjoying its beauty as the stars were dancing beside it. I always loved the night more than the day due to the mysteries that it holds. I loved how quiet it was and how scary it can become.

-"She is yours." the man from before said as he pushed me forward, making me stumbled and fall on the dirty ground.

-"It's rude to treat a woman like that." a new voice said, making me look up at him.

My (e/c) eyes were met with a pair of red ones and a gentle smile. He was rather tall as a black suit was covering his well kept body and matched perfectly his dark hair. The owner of those features kneeled beside me and helped me get up once again. I kept staring at him, amazed at how handsome he was. However, the aura around him was the complete opposite. It was cold, screaming for me to run and never look back. It was warning me for the worse, for something bad.

-"I am Izuna Uchiha. May I know your name miss?" he asked me kindly.

-"(Y/n)." I whispered, not daring to raise my voice or look in his eyes.

-"Your last name?" he asked me curious.

-"I don't have one."

-"Very well." he said as he helped me over to his car.

He opened the back door and helped me get inside before closing it and going to the driver's seat. As he started driving my mind begun creating all kind of scenarios about what was going to happen to me. Strangely enough he was too kind with me, a mere slave. He was so gentle and sweet with a toy, that he just bought. However, I couldn't bring myself to ask him anything, because the most important thing, that I have learnt all those years as a slave, is to never talk without permission. So I just waited patiently. Hoping that today is going to be my death day.

-"We are here." Izuna's voice said after a few hours of driving, as the car passed two enormous iron gates.
-"First, you are going to take a bath and wear a pair of clean clothes. Then you will eat as much as you want before the maids fix your hair and make up."

I sat there listening to him as curiosity had gotten the best of me. I wasn't sure if he was telling me the truth or not. However, I found soon enough that he wasn't lying, since the maids took me inside the glorious mansion, that was there, and started treating me like I was the most valuable thing on the entire planet. It made me feel strange, like they wanted me to be pretty and healthy before I died, but it also made me feel happy since I had never gotten the chance to be treated like that.

Soon enough they had finished with me. I did everything they told me, not questioning a thing, just like I was taught to do and in the end I found myself waiting in a bedroom as a beautiful (favorite/color) set of underwear was covering my body. I had to admit that I was pretty. So pretty that for a moment I felt bad for wanting to die. I could do so much more with all this beauty.

-"Sorry to keep you waiting."

I hadn't heard anyone entering the room. So it was expected to get scared when a deep voice talked. My eyes immediately went on him, noticing that he was more handsome than the other gentleman. Black long thick hair, a pair of red eyes and a tall muscular body that was covered by a black suit. He looked nice and kind like Izuna, but his aura was much darker and scarier. It was giving of a sense of superiority, a sense of power.

-"Did they treat you with care?" he asked me as he started taking off his tie.

-"Yes sir." I mumbled, as something was telling me to treat him with respect.

-"Call me Madara." he told me in a somehow stern voice as he took off his shoes and jacket.
-"Your name is (Y/n), right?"

-"Yes... Madara."

It was strange. His name coming out of my mouth felt wrong. I couldn't quite explain it, but it felt as if I shouldn't be saying it like that or any other way. Not me. Not by a slave.

-"Do you know why you are here (Y/n)?" he asked me as he sat on the bed in front of me.

On the other hand, him saying my name felt right. It was like I was given that title so he could say it, so he could pronounce it in any way he wanted. It felt nice.

-"No Madara." I answered as I stared at him from the small sofa that I was sitting on.

-"Come." he ordered as he pointed to the empty place beside him.

I stood up and walked over to him. Sitting beside him and letting him touch my hair and inhale the sweet flower smell that they had. For a moment the urge to get up and run came over me. For a moment I felt like I wanted to escape from his dark overwhelming aura. However, I didn't move. A mere doll like me wasn't supposed to play by itself, after all.

-"Your blood smells nice." he commented as his face was beside my neck.

I could feel his hungry breath on my skin, as one hand had a lose grip of the back of my neck and the other one was on my thigh squeezing it softly. I didn't know how to react, so I just stayed still. I was used to letting men touch me in inappropriate ways, after all.

-"Can I bite you?"

I was a little startled by his question. He wasn't supposed to be asking me such things. Right now I was his toy. He could do anything he wanted with me. He could hit me, break me, fuck me and I wouldn't complain at all. I wasn't allowed to disrespect my owner. Especially a man with so much power as him.

-"Yes."

Right after my reply my body was pushed against the soft fabrics of the bed, as a pair of teeth bite my exposed neck. A small moan of pain and pleasure escaped my lips, as my hands gripped tightly Madara's hair, who was now on top of me. It hurtled, just like any other time that a vampire had bitten me, but his teeth brought so much pleasure to my body. Pleasure that I never imagined I could feel.

-"(Y/n)." he said after he stopped sucking my blood, leaving a few drops of it on his chin.
-"Are you ready to die?"

-"Yes." I replied with no hesitation as my hands captured his cheeks and a soft smile was visible on my lips.
-"I would be honored to die by you Madara."

I wanted him. I wanted him to drink every drop of my blood. I wanted him to continue biting me and bringing me all this pleasure. I would be so happy to die in such a horrible, yet amazing, way.

-"Please continue Madara." I begged him as I longed for his touch.

-"Very well (Y/n)." he told me smirking.

His teeth bite my neck once again, as I could feel his hands exploring my body. He made sure to bite me in every spot as he was slowly going to my chest. Along the way moans of pleasure and pain kept escaping my lips, not bothering to quiet myself. This was my last day on earth as a living person. This was the only good thing that happened to me in my entire life. This was exactly how I wanted to die. Happy and with no regrets. And for the first time I got what I wanted by the most fearful vampire I have ever met. A man that is worthy of taking my meaningless life. A man that I never got to know, but gave me everything.

Such a sweet way to die.

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The end.