Seaside Cliffs, Ancient Estate, Verdicci Italy...
The twisted maroon-colored eyes of the infamous Vampirian known in his day as Vincenzo Accardi the terror of Verdicci, seemed to glow all the more brightly as he clasped the pulsing throat of a rather unfortunate lad who had fallen prey to his dark manipulations. The pale naked body of the struggling lad continued to amuse Vincenzo as he dug his impressively long fingernails into the soft flesh drawing the deep crimson of blood that moved down his arm in tiny streams. He sniffed the air and its salty contents as a heavy breeze brought on by the sea ensured frigid temperatures. Vincenzo himself had been naked, his pale form more used to the open cold as his slightly impressive abs and cock could be seen along with his lengthy cascading black locks that draped over his massive shoulders.
The pale lad, who had short cropped light brown hair and blue eyes despite them being closed tightly out of outright fear of the creature who had held him captive, continued to struggle against the beast's grasp and the cold that chilled him to his very bones. The cruel overlord of the ancient estate had not been much of a fan of mortals but like the man who had taken his innocence so long ago, he delighted in the sniveling youth which he took full advantage of the moment he got ahold of them.
The young lad had been no different and like anyone that caught the fancy of the terror beneath the great castle, he was about to meet a horrific and bloody end. Vincenzo snarled bearing his sharp fangs and tossed the lad onto the cold stone balcony in which they stood. His footsteps were bare, slow, and deliberate as he allowed the naked lad to scramble amid the stone walls and attempt to get as far away from his captor as possible.
Tears streamed down the now sobbing lad's face as Vincenzo continued to stalk him. The blood from the lad's neck and subsequent backside trailed something awful as Vincenzo continued to taunt his prey. Not a single person would be coming to this unfortunate young man's rescue as everyone had known the drill when it came to Vincenzo and his "prizes" when on the hunt.
The lad had barely a moment before a blood-curdling scream echoed across the sea drowned out by the waves beating against the cliffside and rocks below as an enormous pool of thick sticky crimson formed all around his now lifeless body as Vincenzo drained him as if he'd been a mere mortal child's pouch drink. When he'd had his fill of drink, Vincenzo gave in to his beast impulses and devoured the corpse of the poor hapless lad leaving barely any remains to be cleaned before turning his attention to the newest catch of the day and entering his bedchambers from the side door, which had been opened just for the occasion.
Excited and with his already unseemly eyes aglow, Vincenzo entered his bedchambers amid the scarlet floor and bed sheets of silk to find he'd been greeted by two bedmates both male and female as they whimpered at the sight of him chained via heavy black iron at the wrists of each while he still stained with the blood of his last prize approached the bed slipping into it and between the thighs of the female captive who had been terrified of him since her arrival.
Vincenzo smirked as he wiped the droplets of blood still lingering on his hands along her pasty thighs and forcefully slipped his well-attuned appendage into her warm opening causing her to tense and bite back a gasp in reaction. He bore his fangs as he slid closer to her warm mortal body listening to the terror that drove her heartbeat to a height unimaginable while simultaneously pumping his freezing cock into her warmth.
The male watched in horror and fascination as the female moaned and struggled against the building sensation of unwanted lust and need. While she remained equally terrified of the monster who had taken her captive. Vincenzo ran his fingers through her thick brown hair pulling it as he pleased while pounding her into the soft mattress and silk red sheets that lined his rather elegant black four-poster bed.
The male captive looked on in a curious mix of arousal from being set ablaze by the moans from the mortal woman and fear after witnessing the brutality of the fiend who had recently devoured one of the other male captives who had displeased him. The monster that had been Vincenzo Accardi was a force unlike anyone had ever recognized. He had done a good deal of business with the people whom he saw only as cattle, but necessary to use when he saw fit and to maintain relations with them to ease discomfort between the races.
Vincenzo was quite the brute and his brutish means in the bed chambers had only been a glimpse of what he'd been capable of when fully unleashed. The blood boiled in his veins as the savage beast was brought forth to indulge as the female captive screamed amid moans as his enormous cock drilled her insides in vile and violent ways.
Blood still dripped from his lovely and twisted mouth as he towered above her pumping his appendage for all it was worth while his fingernails sliced at the soft material that was expensive red silk that lined his bed.
The male captive was terrified but could not look away due to the angle at which he'd been chained via iron fetters and aroused by the constant moans of the woman who had been much too terrified to combat the fiend that had its way with her.
Vincenzo delighted in the rapid beating of her terrified heart and the amount of bonus via the drops of blood that came from his mouth had made the moment all the more sweet in his eyes.
The Vampirian ravaged the poor captive like the long-dead priest had him as he knew no other way in which to obtain physical pleasure as his cock drilled the depths of the sobbing captive. He knew no love, no tenderness, nor affection only the sting of agony and the tenge of flame when he'd been given to his former mortal life.
While she'd been at least a bit pleasurable, the scent of her blood and fear had driven the Vampirian over the edge, and with a great release on both their parts, he simply couldn't resist allowing his basilisk-like teeth to be shown before effectively ripping her heart from her very chest just as the cold burst of his unseemly release filled her semi-lifeless body.
The male captive watched in horror as the fiend ate the poor woman's heart right before her eyes and her final breath passed through her lips despite the openness of her ribcage and the rivers of blood leaking from her body. Vincenzo smirked lapping at the liquid crimson before turning his attention to the male captive whom he forced onto his belly and pinned via his surprising strength.
As the memories of the fiendish priest flooded the already deadly monster's mind, his cock once more stirred and with a brutal shove found it's way into the rectum of the captive man as he screamed from the torment not so unlike Vincenzo himself who had the foul priest's hand to cover his mouth during that time.
The brutality seemed to be something of a turn-on as Vincenzo began to pound the sobbing man into the blood-soaked mattress right beside the dead woman's open-chested corpse. The unseemly glow of the monster's eyes had been lost on the male captive who seemed to have given up all hope making him an effective plaything for the fiendish monster that was Vincenzo after all.
Servants around the castle avoided the east wind and the screams of both pleasure and pain within knowing what was good for them.