The game:

Eleni:
I swear I almost passed out when he asked me. Me?! Vlad Tepes wants a new submissive and is offering it to me? Oh for the Holy Trinity! Should I say no? I should say no, hotel employees are prohibited from having sexual relations with each other. But he’s a hotel employee…he’s the freaking owner!
I bite my lip. Do I say no? I'm crazy? Just looking at it makes my crotch melt.

But I can't say yes. It is impossible.
The look of desire on Vlad's face is quickly replaced by a stony cold one.

— You need time to think about it, Miss Amíntoros. I see.
He turns and heads for the elevator. I weigh my options quickly.
On the one hand I could stay here and carry on with my work as if nothing had happened, keeping my boring life as it is or...I could have the guts for once and experience something new. The elevator arrives and the doors open.
Mr. Tepes walks in and I shoot towards him. The doors closes but I manage to put my hand between them, they open again and I enter the elevator.
— I am interested in your offer Mr. Tepes. - I whisper.

I see him smile slightly, his expression visibly reflected on the polished metal of the elevator.
—You won't regret it, Miss Amíntoros.

000

The hotel's penthouse is the only room that is never rented to guests, because it is the den of the hotel’s owner. The elevator doors open and he walks past me, I follow in silence. The place is decorated in the weirdest way possible.
The furniture seems to be taken from a museum, chairs, sofas and old tables. A polished armor, swords and sabers adorn the walls, Vlad heads into the room opens the door and leaves it open. I follow him.
The bed is ancient, with a canopy, made of black wood and with intricate engravings on the headboard. Vlad's back is to me, he pulls a bag of blood out of the microwave that occupies a space on a drinks counter in the corner, pours the blood into a glass, takes a drink and turns around , walking near the bed, but he walks past it, sitting on a soft chair a few steps from the bed. He settles into it, stretching his feet as he drinks from his glass.
This is slightly awkward. Vlad continues to drink slowly and doesn't even look at me, it's like he's forgotten I'm here. I frown, should I go?
— Our game has its rules, Miss Amíntoros.- Vlad suddenly murmures, startling me.
— He will call me Mr. Tepes or My Lord and from now on you will do what I tell you without protesting. Do you follow me?
—Yes.
—Yes what?
I compress my lips.
—Yes, my Lord.
— Good. Now...-he deposits his glass on a nearby table and leans back in his chair.-...undress, I want to see what I'll be working with.
I swallow hard, my heart pounding against my chest like it wants to get out. Vlad frowns.
— Miss Amíntoros you’re taking too long.- he protests. - Obey, or I will undress you and believe me, you will leave here with rags instead of clothes.

His threat snaps me out of my stupor and I take off my shoes. I take my hands to my blouse, open the buttons in haste. Vlad snorts. I look at him.
— The purpose of this exercise is that you seduce me, Miss Amíntoros. Removing clothes mechanically isn't going to accomplish that. Now... undress slowly and seductively. I need to know if you are capable of following orders.

I understand.
I look into his eyes, biting my lower lip. I undo the remaining buttons on my blouse very slowly, turning around and away from him, letting my blouse fall off my shoulders and sliding it down my arms to the ground.
Vlad watches my back and smiles slightly.
—You've already seen this, my Lord.-I whisper, remembering the time he fastened my bra.
He nod and continue, hooking my thumbs through my squirt's belt and wiggling my hips as I lower it down my waist and thighs until it falls to the floor. Vlad looks at my buttocks with an openly carnal expression. My underwear is black, but I am wearing a thong whose fabric fits between my buttocks.
I reach my hands behind my back and unhook my bra.
—Let your hair down.- Vlad orders and I obey him. Placing the plush around my wrist so I don't lose it. Sliding the straps of my bra off my shoulders, let it fall.
—Turn around, I want to see you. – he orders.

I obey him, covering my small breasts with my arms. I have a nice body, I'm slim and my hips and buttocks are considered sexy, but my breasts are too small. I've thought about having them done many times. I hide my face, behind my loose hair, embarrassed. Vlad growls.

—We're not going to make much progress if you don't follow my orders, Miss Amíntoros. What part of I want to see your boobs don't you understand?

I look at him in amazement. Vlad chuckles.

— Get used to it. I don't beat around the bush and I don't like to play decent. If I want to eat her p*ssy, I'll say so. If I want to bite your t*ts, I'll say so and if I feel like c*mming all over your face...

Christos!
— I'll say so too.

Oh my God! Listening to him say those dirty things has made me horny again. My belly burns and the fabric of the thong sticks to my wet thighs. Vlad inhales sharply. He's sniffing the aroma of my juices!
—One point in your favor, Miss Amíntoros.- he looks at me and licks his lower lip.- If you like being talked dirty, you're in the right place. Now kneel.

I take my arms off my chest and kneel on the floor. Vlad brazenly stares at them giving me crooked smile.

— You have a pair of delicious t*ts, Miss Amíntoros. I'm going to enjoy putting them in my mouth, no doubts about it.

Gosh, I’m anting. For mercy! The man hasn’t touched me and I am already at the limit.

— Come on.- He holds out his hand to me.- Crawl all over the floor, be sensual and cheeky. I already told you...seduce me.
I move across the floor toward him, swaying my shoulders ,hips and butt like a cat. I look at him, biting my lip, my red hair falling to either side of my face and tickling my back. I go near him crawling on the floor, Vlad spreads his legs and I kneel between them placing my elbows on his thighs. He caresses my hair and looks into my eyes, his green gaze is on fire.

— I am pleased, your performance can be improved but, you have shown you youve the makings to be a good wh*re.- he comments.

I open my eyes wide.

—Yes, Miss Amíntoros. From now on that's what you will be... my wh*re. I'm going to f*ck you whenever I want , wherever I want, and... however I want. Do you understand? - he asks caressing my lower lips with his thumb.

— Yes sir.

—Good. Now get dressed and get out of here.

He gets up and walks out of the room, I look at him puzzled, mouth agape and dumbfounded. What?!

I grab my clothes off the floor and get dressed quickly, cursing to myself. What the hell just happened? Did I do something wrong? Everything seemed to be going well, I don't understand...

I walk out into the living room, Vlad has his back to me looking out at the city lights of Bucharest. I hadn't noticed, but it will be dawn soon. I stand away from him and cross my arms over my chest, pursing my lips, and waiting for an explanation.

— Why are you still here, Miss Amíntoros - he mocks. - I gave you an order. Get out.- barks.

— Did I do something wrong, Mr. Tepes? - I ask.
He turns around facing me, running me up and down with his green gaze, I'm dressed but I've left my hair down. A moment ago, Vlad looked at me as if he wanted to eat me alive, now he looks at me with hatred. His green gaze is cold, hard, full of evil.

—Apparently you didn't understand this situation, Miss Amíntoros. I said I'll f*ck you whenever I want...now I just don't feel like it.

— I have not agreed to be your submissive, Mr. Tepes.- I answer through clenched teeth.

He materializes before me in seconds, one hand tangles in my hair and with the other he grabs my neck from the front, as if he were going to strangle me, forcing me to look at him.

— You agreed being my wh*re the minute as I put my fingers in your hot and wet p*ssy and made you come with my hand. I don't like silly little games and wasting time. I am the boss here, not you Miss Amíntoros.

He presses his lips to mine but doesn't kiss me. He growls in exasperation and pushes me away.

— Get the hell out of here or face the consequences.

I make the smart choice and head for the elevator doors.

— And... Elennah...- he whispers.

I look at him over my shoulder.
—Don't even think about masturbating. You p*ssy and your orgasms belong to me now.

The elevator opens and I go inside.

— Have I made myself clear? - he barks.
—Yes, sir.- I answer and the elevator doors close.