Master

Chapter Three

He drank from me that night until I passed out. I awoke the next morning in my own bed, a pool of blood surrounding the bite mark. Despite me still being dizzy and weak, I was still expected to perform my regular jobs around the house. The only positive part about this was that I was fed well, but even that reminded me that he would just keep draining me over and over again.

One evening about a week after that night, we were sitting in the dining hall. I was eating vegetable soup and he was sipping a cup of wine.

"I was invited to dinner tomorrow night," Master Baekhyun informed me. I just nodded in acknowledgement. "And you're coming with me."

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"First of all," he began. "It will be rather late when we return, and I'd prefer not to leave you here alone all night. Secondly, I'm bringing you there to, how do I say," he thought for a moment. "Show you off."

"Great," I thought to myself. "I'm now his prop."

"So dress nicely," he continued. "I'm sure I have something from previous slaves. I'll have it to you by morning."

I just nodded, showing him that I understood. I learned that that was all I needed to do. He didn't expect me to have a long list of questions. In fact, the more I spoke, the higher the chances of saying something I'd regret later. I hadn't been punished by him just yet, and I wanted to keep it that way.

I went to sleep that night dreading the thought of tomorrow, but not quite knowing why. As long as I behaved myself, I had nothing to worry about. But, then again, what would the people at this event be like? Would they want a taste of my blood? It wasn't that uncommon for vampires to share their slaves, especially at gathering like this.

The next morning, the outfit he wanted me to wear was sitting on the bed next to mine. It was a charcoal colored button-up dress with a matching belt that went around the waist. It was rather minimalist and didn't show off much. Like I said, he seemed to prefer modesty.

I decided not to put on the dress until later in the day. Instead, I wore my usual maid's outfit to do my chores in case I got dirty.

Before I knew it, Master Baekhyun had already returned home. I cursed myself for not changing into the dress sooner.

"Why are you wearing that?" He asked when he saw me. When I didn't respond, he continued, "Why aren't you wearing the dress."

"I-I didn't want to get it dirty," I nervously replied.

He huffed, clearly displaying his annoyance with me. "Go put it on. Now. We're leaving in five minutes."

"Yes, Master," I responded before quickly going to my room and getting dressed. I hurried downstairs and was met with Master Baekhyun waiting impatiently for me. He ushered me outside into the freezing tundra. Despite the cold, it was refreshing since it was the first time I had been outside in days, even if it was for just a few moments.

Before I knew it, we were already in his car driving to wherever we were going. At one point, we crossed a small brick bridge that arched over a frozen stream. Small scarlet red flowers were sparsely spread around it like blood drops.

Eventually, we arrived at our destination, which was a gothic castle. Whoever lived there was rich, and by rich I mean that they had more money than any of us will ever see in our entire lives.

We walked to the large wooden doors and Master Baekhyun knocked. Soon afterwards, a male slave answered.

"Sir Baekhyun," he greeted. "Welcome. Come in, come in." He led us into the dark castle.