I was a queen among my people. Well, all but a queen. The Vampires were broken into several clans, and the one I was a part of, the Vicci Clan which originated in Italy, saw me as a queen. I ruled over my clan with an iron first, spreading our gift across half of Europe. All was well in our little world. That is, until he appeared. My only guess is that a rouge Hunter had learned of my presence in the area and he decided to act. And did he attack. He easily fought his way through my guards and penetrated my inner sanctum. For a moment he just stood there, taking me in. For a moment I thought I could use my charm to defeat him. After all, there was no other Vampire more beautiful than I, what with my pure white hair and skin and my blood red eyes. I slowly walked over to him, swaying my hips, and laid a hand across his face, locking eyes with him. My first and last mistake. He grabbed my hand and with his other Slams a golden crest into me just under my neck. I staggered back and looked down, seeing an elegant cross burned into my skin. Not knowing what it was at first I quickly learned. He commanded me to sit on the ground and I did so. He had branded me, and from that moment on I was unable to disobey anything he said.
The man looked me over again, this time actually admiring my figure. His eyes darted across my perfect face and down to rest on my breast. He took a moment to take in their fullness and then ordered me onto my feet. I stood without a second thought. He approached me and ran a finger across the side of my face and grinned.
"I order you to love me."
I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I felt something arise in my mind and it spread throughout me. I tried to suppress it but after a moment the part of me that was fighting back was absorbed, and the rest of me followed suit. I stood dazed for a moment and then looked back at the hunter. I felt a heat in my face and knew I was blushing. I loved the man before me with all my heart. A part of me said he was a disgusting pig, astonishing me that I could think such things about the man. I quickly banished that ugly thought.
The man leaned in and kissed me. I parted my lips, offering no resistance. I let his tongue into my mouth, and felt it brush against my fangs and rub against my own. Shuddering at the feeling I parted my lips further and the man deepened the kiss. We remained locked together for some 10 minutes until he broke away. I was flustered, feeling a heat spread through my entire body. I could feel my breasts perk slightly and an uncomfortable wetness touched my crotch. The man noticed and smiled.
