My Vampire wedding | By : ippu81 Category: 1 through F > 1-800-MISSING Views: 355 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Morning came. it was seven o'clock when the women started to dress me. My wedding dress was blood red and black. I was heavily made up and my skin was infused with different oils and powders. The dress had long sleeves, which actually had loops where I slipped my fingers so that the sleeve would hold in place. The neckline was also quite concealing. I was an innocent bride. The dress wasn't quite as princessy as a traditional wedding dress, but mostly the hem was satin and there was plenty of it. My new hips were accentuated by the dress. So did my huge boobs. I wasn't used to them at all yet and I was already wondering how any garment would fit on me. I was ushered from the basement to the lift and we went down the long corridor to the large black doors with brass-colored metal decorative handles and two men standing on either side of the door. Nick and Elias. They would hand me over to Damon. Nick smiled crookedly and said " Everything you have to do, commit to Damon now. "
I thought Rebecca would be my bridesmaid because Rebecca had come to the spa the other day to talk and help. She had just told me about the rituals. I asked Rebecca if she wasn't jealous when I took Damon she replied, " You know Mimi, of course, any woman in her right mind would want Damon, so do I, but this ritual, I don't want anyone to commit forever. As you know, we, Michaelsons, always and forever have a family. That's what I'm committed to. Never, never to anything else. I can have a good time with Damon if he ever takes me, but no, none of us will ever commit in the way you did. You're a brave girl and I have a feeling you have no idea who you're marrying, and I don't want to spoil the surprise because it could be that you two, you're made for each other. " Then Rebecca was chatting away for the rest of the time about the usual stuff. I didn't know if that was a warning or what. The doors opened and both men offered their arms and we started to walk down the endless hallway.
This Hall was huge and it was packed full of vampires. I heard contempt from the mouths of many of the women, though I could not hear the words, the tone of their voices said it all. We walked at a leisurely pace and then finally I saw Damon. He was black and purple and gold. He was wearing a purple silk shirt and a black velvet jacket with gold trim. He had a thick gold chain going diagonally from his shoulder to his hip, like some president, and black velvet pants, again with gold ornaments. He was proud and very dangerous looking and there was no gentle affection in his expression. He looked at me like a champion at his prey. He wore several signet rings, which I did not remember him wearing before. I had no jewellery as again tradition requires the groom or husband to give his wife jewellery the next day. In the old days, it was a sign of how well the bride had done on her wedding night. if the husband had been happy, everyone would then see it on the day of the celebration when the newlyweds would come out for the first time. I didn't know what to expect in that regard. I tried to take it one moment at a time.
The men handed me over to Damon and a tall woman with dark hair came in front of us and asked Damon " Is this your future wife? Will you take her as your own and give your blood to her so that you will have blood shared? Will you promise to guide and instruct? To train and shape this woman to be your wife forever. Will you pledge your blood to her forever? Will you pledge yourself to her forever?" Damon was silent and said in a cold authoritative voice "Yes I promise. I promise to guide and instruct. I will take her as my own forever and ever. I will give him my blood so that my blood will be hers and her blood will be mine. I will take her under my protection and defend her as my own. " The woman turned to me " Will you give your blood to your future husband, so that your blood will be his and his blood will be yours?" I said yes. "
The woman took a ritual knife and cut first Damon's palm with a wound that did not heal and then my palm. It hurt but I controlled myself. Then she put my hand on Damon's hand so that our wounds met and I felt our blood flow join. She looked at me and continued "Do you promise to be your husband always and forever? Do you promise to obey and act as you are instructed? Do you promise to try to please your husband always and forever? Do you promise to be under his protection and his protection alone and let him shape you as he sees fit?" I said "I do" and the woman stepped back. She was replaced by three old-looking men. These were the Elders. We stood with our hands together listening to a speech I couldn't understand a word of at first.
Then I heard Damon's voice in my head " Surprise Mimi, I'm actually quite a competent telepath and apparently, this ritual bonded us in a rather unique way. Look at the mate bond between us. It's become a soul mate bond and that's rare. I'll translate that speech for you in my head. " I thought fine thanks, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand. Damon squeezed my hand. Fine so now he can hear everything I can think. I concentrated on listening to Damon translate the Elders' speech. They talked a lot about the good old days. They told us how important this ritual was. They must have been praising Damon for an hour. Then Damon and I started walking, hands still linked, towards the other exit of the hall. There would be more vampire rituals. I noticed that there were big monitors in the hall, so the guests could probably watch what we were doing there. Some of the guests came into the smaller hall with us.
There were all sorts of activities going on. Damon always told me what to do and I obeyed. Our hands were together until the afternoon. Our hands naturally came off each other and the Elders came to check it out. It was true. Our hearts were now beating in unison. Then the rituals of conquest began, meaning Damon always beat me. The first was the blood. We both got a big jug of blood and a crystal glass. Whoever could finish the jug the fastest would win. I poured the blood into the glass and tasted it. It was strong and I couldn't drink it very fast. Damon drank and gave me a lazy, dangerous look as he casually tipped the jug upside down as a sign that he won.
Then we actually had to fight with sticks. At that point, I thought, I wonder if I'm supposed to lose on purpose but I had no chance of winning because this was apparently Damon's specialty. I was pretty quickly outmatched and down when he pressed his knee against my chest and pressed the head of the stick against my throat. We went through a few more rituals such as a grip strength demonstration and a speed contest. Then it was time for the wedding night. Since Damon had so clearly beaten me, he would get to choose where he would drink me dry. He chose the heart. So he came up to me and held me and stroked my chest first with his knuckles. Then he bent down and sank his teeth effortlessly into my heart and began to drink. Slowly and pleasurably, as a winner should. This was his prize and he was clearly enjoying it. Eventually, my eyes began to blacken and my heart rate was already quite rapid, then it began to weaken. I felt Damon grip me tighter and I blacked out as my heart stopped beating.
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