The Red Dress

His head dipped as he latched onto her pinkish nipple. His fangs protruded and he ferociously bit into it. Her blood hit his system, invigorating him. 

"Nooo, let go…. Stop," Cassandra helplessly cried out, the pain making her body thrash. 

Kanyon finally stopped and straightened up, keeping her in that position. 

"You are so exquisite, I wish to drain you of every last drop but what would be the fun in that? Let's get you dressed up. We are getting late." 

Kanyon released her arms from his tangle of threads and straightened her up. Cassandra covered her breasts with her hands and tried not to break down from the humiliation he had caused her. 

"One day you are going to regret laying your hands and mouth on me. I always show mercy but for you, I will have none," she warned in a calm voice. There were no tears in her eyes even when she was physically and emotionally bruised in the worst kind of way.