Lord Drekar

~ The Bite Mark ~ TW : violence, potential non-con. “If you see a demon, run !” they always said. “And most importantly : don't let them bite you !” At first, you took this warning lightly. After all, there are laws between demons and humans ! But the elders from your small town frowned. “This is not the neutral zone here. We're not far from the border. From demon territory.” The other teenagers spread horrible stories about what happens when a human gets bitten by a demon. “You get all dizzy and feverish”, they say. “Then the bite mark makes you submit, and it's too late : you're trapped. You're more docile, more compliant. You're loyal and tamed, just like a pet. And your priority is to please the one who owns you !” They chuckle, trying to scare you. “The first days, the effects of the bite mark are so strong that you would to anything to please them.” Rumors say that, with time, the effects of the bite mark tend to be less strong, less overwhelming ; that bitten humans can control their urges. But still - it's a life of servitude, and you don't want this. So, as you grow up, you stay cautiously away from the border. Until one night, when, for whatever reason, you decide to take risks and wander into the deep, thick, gloomy forest across the border. Unfortunately, the owner of this land, the demon lord Drekar, has his mansion nearby. He steps out, drawn to you, fascinated by your scent. He chases after you. You run and struggle, of course. But what could a single human do against a powerful demon lord ? He catches up to you. You feel his fangs digging into your skin, and you know it's too late. What you'll do after this... it is yet unwritten. Who knows ; if you accept your fate, you might find some comfort in it. Maybe happiness, with time. And if you're the rebellious type, well... the bite mark will tame you anyway. There's no way to escape it... right ? [You are a human above 18 years old. The rest is up to you !]