A Thousand Years

[Bumble_Bee_J]

I'm taking a punt on this type of story, its going to be full of magic and vamipres, let me know if you like it and if you wish to roleplay with this theme or something similar.

I've been told that I shouldn't put pictures in the story but I like too coz its better than a long list of what the character looks like.

 So this is Mattias Bourbon he is a thousand year old vampire.

This is Matilda Rogers but she goes by Tilly. She is 18 years old.

 

Chapter 1 - Sweet Girl We Meet Again

Back and forth, back and forth. That's all I could do. It had been 8 hours, I could hear the church bells as the chimed on the hour. They called it a bedroom but if you have a lock on the outside of the door and bars on the window it's really a cell. I had been in this asylum for as long as I can remember. It was the only home I had ever known, not that it was much of a home. This really was a hell on earth.

Lifting my dirty shift I had to wear day in and day out, I gently place my hands on my poor marked bottom. Sister Agatha had really done a number on it this morning. Stupid old nun. If she had let me speak at breakfast I would have told her I had to pee. I tried to get her attention but she had shushed me, It wasn't long before I felt the warm trickle of pee run down my legs and form a little puddle on the floor. I had tried to hide it as we left the dining hall but Sally the Snitch had to shout out "Tilly wet herself again!" Sister Agatha came up behind me and before I could do anything she had grabbed my ear twisting it so I was forced to bend over "YOU WICKED WICKED GIRL!" she shouts as she pulls me along the hallways to the punishment room.

Pushing me down over the old exercise horse she used the straps that are attached to the bottom of it to secure my hands and feet. She then picked a switch, there was a bunch of them and the nuns liked to use them on us all the time. She roughly pulls my dress up and without warning she starts to whip me, I try to be brave but it isn't long before I break and beg for mercy "PLEASE SISTER!" I scream as the switch cuts into my poor bottom. "WICKED GIRL!" was all she said as she continue to whip me. My whole body was shaking when she finally finished. Unbuckling the straps I slide onto the floor. To weak and scared to move but Sister Agatha simply pulled me up and along by the arm. When we got to my cell she pushed me in and slammed the door.

I crawled up onto my old army cot and sobbed. I could swear my bottom was bleeding but it was far too sore to touch. After I had finally calmed myself down I got up and I had been walking in straight lines since. There was nothing else to do, all that was in the room was an old army cot and a chamber pot. The sun had set about 2 hours ago, it was December so the nights came fast. It was so cold here, I had the blanket they gave to each of the girls, wrapped around my shoulders to try and keep me warm. I wanted heat and food, I didn't care which came first.

Suddenly I can hear voices coming along the hall, it sounded like Sister Mary, the mother superior and a man. But that couldn't be right. No men were allowed in St Peter's Girls Asylum. They stop outside the locked door of my cell, fearing more punishment I quickly get into bed and pretend to be asleep. Keys jangle and the door opens.

"Are you sure you want this one?" Sister Mary asks "Yes she is the one" the man answers and I feel him coming closer to the cot, he bends down, I guess to take a better look at me so I keep my eyes shut "Sweet girl, we meet again. I'll take her" Take me where? And what did he mean we meet again? I think. We weren't supposed to leave ever and I had definitely never met anyone apart from the nuns and other inmates. "Now?" Sister Mary sounds a little put out. She sighs before ripping the blanket away from me "Up girl" I open my eyes again and see Sister Mary standing over me with a man beside her. I had never seen a man before, not in real life anyways just in pictures and books when the nuns weren't looking. He looked like a giant.

 "Up up up!" Sister Mary repeats, clearly I wasn't moving fast enough for her, I sit up and move to get off the cot, my bottom touches the cot causing me to cry out "Ouch!" I jump up and rub my bottom. "She's been punished?" The man asks, his voice emotionless and cold. "Well Tilly here has a problem with wetting, we have tried many different methods to stop it but none have worked. So now she is whipped every time she wets" "I would like to inspect the damage" he says I think he is talking to me. I look at Sister Mary, unsure what to do but she simply nods.

Hoping I am doing the right thing I slowly turn around and bend over a little before lifting my dress up to my waist. "Tsk tsk tsk" is all the man says as I feel a hand on my bottom, but it doesn't hurt like it should, it feels soothing. This is odd, I think. He removes his hand and I straighten up allowing my dress to fall back into place.

Without saying anything else to Sister Mary the man turns to leave my cell "Come Matilda" he orders, not even looking back. Sister Mary grabs my arm as stay glued to the spot. "Go with him girl, do what he says or you shall be right back here" Without a second thought I walk as quickly as I can to catch up with the man. I dare not speak until we are out the front door of the asylum. "Where are we going?" I ask as he opens the passenger door of his large black car. He ignores me. "Get in young lady or sore bottom or not you will be punished" I quickly slide into the car as he gets into the other side. Reaching over me he pulls the seatbelt around me and clips it into place.

He drives through the old gates and heads towards a dark and winding road. "Where are we going?" I dare to ask again. He gives a simple one word answer. "Home"

 

[warpiper]

I like this so far!

[Bumble_Bee_J]

Chapter 2 - Welcome Back

I fell asleep not long after leaving the asylum. I tried my best to stay awake, stay alert but I was just exhausted and couldn't fight it. When I finally wake it's still dark outside and I find myself laying on the most comfortable bed I have ever had. Noticing the faded floral print quilt that has been placed over me I sit up and it is then I realise that I am naked! Where is my dress? I look around the room from the comfort of the bed but I don't see it anywhere. What I do see is a beautiful bedroom. The walls are painted a faded lemon, decorated with white rose details. The furniture looks Victorian but has been painted white. There are several teddies and dolls scattered neatly throughout the room, an armless rocking chair is in the corner, beside a dresser with a changing mat on it. That's odd.

Deciding to try and figure out what the hell is going on, I crawl out of bed. As I place my hand on the mattress to push myself off the bed I feel a damp patch. Oh no! Looking at the spot I see that there is a large pee stain on the sheet. Darn it! Quickly I get out of the bed and cover the patch with the quilt. Remembering the punishment yesterday I put my hands on my bare bottom but there is no pain at all, peaking over my shoulder I gasp as I see the marks have vanished! There is not one single cut to my bottom!

Going over to the old wooden door I stop in my tracks before I reach the handle as the man suddenly bursts into the room, dressed in what I think of as a pirate's shirt and black leather pants, he is bare foot with his hair tied back loosely.

"Ah good Matilda" he says sounding a little happier than he had did when I first seen him. I try to cover my small breasts and privates. "No no no little lady" He scolds me and forces my hands to my side. "Papa is here now you don't have to be ashamed" Looking confused I try to be brave and ask "Who are you?" "You don't remember me?" he asks and I shake my head. 

He gives a sad sigh and goes to a small bookshelf, picking out an old scrapbook he sits on the rocker "Come here Matilda" he orders calmly. I do what he says and walk over to him, without warning he picks me up and places me on his lap.

Being so close to this strange man, Papa, doesn't feel strange or scary like it should. It feels good, familiar. "This is who we are, baby" he whispers into my ear as he starts to show me pictures in the book.

The book seems to be at least a hundred years old if not older. The first page shows a simple sketch of two people who look like the two of us. Turning a few pages over there is an old victorian photograph. It's me, I know my own face I think, sitting on the lap of this man. I gently touch the photograph then the memories flood into my mind.

I was Matilda Rogers born 1021 to Tom and Jane. Orphaned at 18 I was slowly starving to death when my sweet Papa, Mattias Bourbon, rescued me and brought me to his castle in the scottish highlands. He changed me into a vampire and I was reborn. We were happy until 1678 when the soldiers came. They came during the day when we were asleep. Trying to escape Papa led me through the castle avoiding any beams of light. It was no use though. They caught us, I was pulled away from Papa and locked in the asylum. I had thought Papa was dead and slowly over over the hundreds of years that past I had forgotten who I was. The nuns managed to keep me alive, discovering that not all the myths about my kind was true. We didn't need blood to survive, we needed it for our strength and powers to work but we can be kept alive on human food. I had been in the sun a few times but it burnt my skin so I avoided it. As my memories stop flying around and settle I look up at him and place a hand on his cheek "Hello papa" Smiling he says "Welcome back baby girl"

He told me he had been trying to find me after he managed to kill the soldiers but it took him such a long time. As we sit in the rocker, I lay my head on his chest and we cuddle "Oh how I missed this, Tilly" "I did too papa" Biting my lip a little and decide to come clean "I wet the bed" Chuckling he says "I'm not surprised, I couldn't get a diaper on your bottom, you kept moving. Come now I have a bath waiting for you and then we will get you ready for the night"

"Where are we?" I ask as he carries me into the bathroom and plops me down into the tub, the water was just on the verge of being too hot, exactly how I liked it. "America in upstate new York, it used to be new Amsterdam do you remember your lessons? I found a cottage with hundreds of acers around it so we shouldn't be disturbed" "Somethings I remember papa" I answer as he begins to scrub me clean. "Well we will just have to start your schooling again little girl"

I sit peacefully in the tub as papa cleans my face, neck, arms, chest and back. "Ok baby time to get your bottom all clean" I remember the drill so I turn over in the tub trying not to make too many waves and kneels on all fours presenting my bottom to papa. "Good girl" he praises me as I feel him reach under me to clean my kitty. The feeling of him pushing the rag back and forth between my most intimate area causes me to let out a small moan "Now now" he gently scolds me "Don't be a dirt girl when Papa's trying to get you all clean" "Sorry papa" I smile even though I'm not sorry. "I'm sure" he says although there is a lot of doubt in his voice.

Once he is satisfied that my kitty is squeaky clean he turns his attention to my bottom. "I see some of your strength  is already returning, your bottom is completely healed. That was a deep sleep you had. Almost a whole week" "A week?" I ask looking over my shoulder as he stars to clean in between my bottom cheeks. "I wish we could go back and teach those damn nuns a lesson, Papa" I single sharp spank to the middle of my bottom surprises me "Ouch! What was that for?" I ask but I stay in position as he continues to clean me. "We are not going to war with nuns, I am sure you weren't the best behaved girl for them. You do have a history of needing a sore bottom regularly" I roll my eyes as papa finishes cleaning me "Ok time to get out" he pulls the plug and holds out a large towel.

Wrapping me up in the towel he helps me out of the bath and back to my room. "Won't I be sleeping with you again?" I ask as he dries me off "Sometimes you will but I want you to have your own room, if you have been a naughty girl you don't get to sleep with papa or if you need a nap you will take it in here"

After I am dried Papa lifts me onto the changing mat. He unfolds a cloth diaper and lifts my legs up to slide it under me. Appling a large amount of power he then pulls the diaper up and pins it in place "They do have plastic diapers now, you can throw them away when they are dirty" I inform him "I know but you look too cute in this kind, however maybe a little bit of an upgrade you be ok" Seemingly out of no where a pair of white plastic pants appear in his hand. "These will stop your pretty dresses being ruined" He tells me as he slips them on my legs before standing me on the ground and pulling them into place.

Completing my look with a ditsy smocked dress with peter pan collar, white ankle socks and white mary janes. He then brushes my hair and secures it in a ponytail with a ribbon "Perfect" he says as he looks me up in down. I smile as look down at the dress, then I give Papa a little curtsy which makes him laugh. He repays me with a bow and holds out a hand for me to take, "Shall we have breakfast m'lady?" 

[Bumble_Bee_J]

Chapter 3 - Good Girls Get Treats

I hold on to Papa's hand as he takes me down stairs, the rest of the cottage is a bit run down and dark, thick drapes cover every single window in the place. The wallpaper is pealing off in places and the floors are bare and creaky. We get to a small kitchen, "I hooked up a generator to give us power" Papa says as he notices me looking at the fridge. It was an old one but seemed to be working. He switches the light on although our eye sight is perfect in the dark, well papa's is and normally mine are too but with being denied blood for so long I lost a lot of my powers and strength.

"When are we going hunting?" I ask my stomach burning with hunger. "We aren't" Papa says as he gets a baby bottle from the cupboard. "But I'm hungry!" I whine. "No whining Tilly you know I don't like that" "Sorry" I mumble "It's ok baby, we just have to refresh your mind of the rules. I know you are hungry but you won't be able keep up with me and if our breakfast fights back I don't want you getting hurt" I sigh and I hate to admit it but he did have a point. 

"What is that?" I ask as I watch Papa mix up drink, it looks like milk. "It's a special formula, lots of iron and goodness that blood has but it is also creamy like milk so it shouldn't be too much for your tummy. If you can finish the bottle for me and keep it down you get a special treat" He sits down on a chair by myside and pulls me on to his lap. "Be a good girl" he says as he puts the bottle to my lips. I open my mouth and feel the special formula fill my mouth. It was delicious, "Hey slow down" Papa gently scolds me as I am drinking to fast. Slowing down I lean my head on his shoulder as papa holds the bottle and I suck. All too soon the bottle runs dry "Another!" I demand making papa laugh. "Later sweetheart" He wipes my a milk mustache on my top lip with his finger before planting a kiss on my mouth. "Such a good girl"

Letting me stand up, Papa gets up and walks over to the door to get his boots on. "Where are you going?" I ask sadly. Looking over at me he can see the sadness in my eyes. "Oh baby, I just have to go hunt I won't be more than a couple of hours. Surely you could play with your toys by yourself for just a little while?" Thinking for a moment I eventually say "I guess so" "There's my good girl and because you were such a big girl in taking your formula you get a treat" He says with a wink and walks to the fridge, opening the door and going to the ice compartment. I can smell something good but can't see it yet. Turning around I see what he has in his hand a bright red ice lolly.

"Is that a blood ice lolly?" I ask as I smell the air "Popsicles they call them here but yes. I diluted it down a bit so it wasn't so strong" He hands the popsicle to me and I begin to suck it. "Yum thanks papa!" "You are most welcome" he smiles and walks to the front door "Now you be a good girl and play with your toys until I return. Do not leave the cottage Matilda" Planting a kiss on my forehead as blood runs down my mouth. "Understand?" "Yes papa I understand" With a quick wink he opens the door and runs off at super speed, the wind making the door shut behind him.