For what felt like forever and only the blink of an eye, Lily seemed to be in a void, floating in a vast see of nothingness. She wasn't afraid here, and she wasn't in pain. She knew nothing of the outside world, and there was no sounds and no light. "Am i dead?" She thought to herself. If only.
"Wake up."
The first thing she was aware of as she was pulled out of her void was the horrible throbbing in her head. She had quite the bump growing on the back of it from her repeated wall bashings, not to mention her extreme dehydration. "Nnngh..." Lily groaned, slowly regaining consciousness. Her wrists, which were chained and supporting her weight from the ceiling, were in a great deal of pain, along with her shoulders. Each one had it's on chain, stretching her arms as far apart as they would go. Her toes were brushing the cold, damp stones beneath her. She was cold, too, wearing only the plain grey dress she had been working in. Lily opened her eyes, her sight taking a moment to adjust to the dim lighting, her cell only lit by a couple of candles. There was straw littering the floor, a large pile of it in the corner, and right in front of her was a bucket of sudsy water and a sponge.
"Good morning!"
Lily jerked, unaware that she wasn't alone. The sultry voice belonged to a woman who was sitting on a stool on the far side of the cell. The chained girl didn't see her at first, hidden in the shadows. Then the vampire stood up, stepping into the candle light. Her skin was pale and unblemished, though mostly covered except for her feet, hands, and face. Her stunningly beautiful face, with her sharp jaw line and chin, was framed my her thick, shiny back hair. Her eyebrows were playfully raised and she wore a small smile on her dark red lips. Lily knew those lips. They had been smiling at her while she had her blood sucked- thankfully for now, however, it was lipstick making the woman's smile red.
"No!" Lily gasped as she realized who she was looking at, suddenly very awake. She tried to stand, only able to on the tips of her toes. Her eyes were wide with fear as fear set in and she realized the full weight of the situation. Beginning to panic she tried desperately to pull away from her chains, to pull her wrists out of her bindings. It was useless, there was no escape. Her heart racing, her breaths short and quick, the chained girl knew that she was stuck. Nobody would be trying to find her either. She was at this monster's mercy. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?"
"My name is Roesia," She replied, looking at her prey with amusement. "You've probably heard of me referred to by another name, though."
"I-I don't- what?" Lily asked, not knowing what that could mean. "What do you want? I don't have any money, I don't have anything to give you!"
"I don't need your money, little girl!" Roesia giggled, circling her. Now the vampire was right behind her, running one long fingernail down Lily's tense neck. "As for what I want? I want... you." Lily couldn't place the woman's accent, if she had to guess, she'd say that Roesia was somewhere from Eastern Europe. "I want to make you squirm. I want to make you beg, cry, scream, and bleed. I want to make you cum." The last bit was whispered into Lily's ear, finally kicking her into action.
She flung her head back into the face of her captor, landing the hit with a satisfying crack. "Aw, you bitch!" Roesia spat, grabbing Lily's mop of red hair a pulling it harshly back. "You should be grateful, you little whore. Usually when i find someone in those filthy streets you call home, I rip them apart. I can't stop myself when I start- perhaps that's what i should have done to you." Lily could see her face now, contorted with rage. The vampire's once long, straight nose was broken, though it wasn't bleeding as much as it should have been. As she watched, the nose snapped itself back into place, and the slow trickle of blood stopped. She stopped struggling now, frozen with fear. Only now did she realize that Roesia was not a human. "What- who?"
Taking advantage of her prey's stillness, Roesia walked to the other side of the small room, grabbing another chain. She brought it over, fastening it to Lily's right leg, then did the same to her left side. "Although, I sensed you had a fighting spirit. It's one of the reasons i kept you. It will make breaking you a bit more amusing. I should work on not being so quick to anger."
Now Lily was spread eagle, her feet no longer touching the ground. "What are you doing?" She demanded, able to move again. She tried to wriggle fruitlessly, as her bindings were too tight.