Martial Emperor of Blue Star, Turned into a Blood Slave Girl by a Vampire Princess

Degrienne’s eyelashes trembled faintly as she braced herself for punishment.
But the expected pain never came.
Instead, a warm embrace enveloped her whole body.
“If you want to eat, then go ahead~”

Catherine’s voice carried a lazy, amused lilt as she gently stroked Degrienne’s head. “What a greedy little thing you are.”
Degrienne jerked her head up, wide ruby eyes staring in disbelief, her cheeks flushing red in an instant.
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing—
That vampire who took joy in tormenting her was… indulging her?

Her head went fuzzy, as if honey had been poured straight into her brain.
Reason screamed at her not to sink into it, but her body wouldn’t listen.
Dazed, Degrienne lowered her head again and… (BEEP—)

“Good girl…” Catherine murmured tenderly, watching her.
Degrienne could feel the soft chuckle reverberating from the woman’s chest—it made her ears burn.
She didn’t know how much time passed before she finally, reluctantly, let go.

A sly glint flashed through Catherine’s red eyes. “Now it’s my turn~”
“No!” Degrienne recoiled like a frightened rabbit, but Catherine easily pinned her down.
“You latched on to me for so long, and now you’re not giving anything back?”

Catherine pouted in mock disappointment. Then, with a sudden twist, she flipped them over, pinning Degrienne beneath her.
Degrienne scrambled to cover her chest. “Y-You better not even think about it!”
“Pff…”

Catherine couldn’t hold back a laugh. She poked the girl’s flat chest. “There’s not even enough to be interested in~”
Before Degrienne could recover from her flustered daze, Catherine suddenly leaned down and bit into the delicate curve of her collarbone.
“Ah!” Degrienne cried out in pain, her fingers involuntarily tightening around the hem of her skirt.
“Louder~” Catherine’s tongue traced the bite mark. “You can cry out as much as you want.”

That only made Degrienne bite her lip harder, stubbornly forcing the moan back down.
Catherine let out a soft laugh. Her fangs pierced skin again—but this time, she injected something strange.
Suddenly, Degrienne’s body became overwhelmingly sensitive. A heat bloomed from her lower abdomen, spreading outward.

The pain dissolved into tingling pleasure. Her breathing quickened out of control, and a flush spread across her face.
“Mm… haa…”
Tiny, broken gasps slipped from her lips. She turned her head away in shame—but her body betrayed her.

Catherine gazed down at the dazed expression on the girl’s face with satisfaction, and finally began the true bloodsucking.
As the sweet blood spilled into her throat, the tentacles behind her sprang forth uncontrollably, dancing with excitement.
The excess pleasure caused the old wound in her back to flare with pain, but she no longer had the will to stop.

“So delicious…” Catherine sighed in bliss. Her crimson eyes narrowed in ecstasy.
Degrienne lay limp on the floor, silver hair scattered messily, her gaze vacant.
Her petite chest heaved violently. Her entire body looked drenched, as if just pulled out of water.

Catherine slowly licked the final droplet of blood from her lips, then pulled the weak girl into her arms.
Degrienne couldn’t resist anymore. All she could do was let herself be handled.
“You’ve seen me like this again… this disgusting mess…”

Catherine whispered softly, her blood-colored eyes fixed on Degrienne’s face.
“Do you like it? The way I look like this?”
Degrienne flinched. Her red eyes flickered with unease.
The feeling of those tentacles still haunted her—
Her swollen, welted backside… her cheeks stinging from slaps…

“N-No…” she mumbled under her breath, barely audible. “I don’t like it…”
Catherine’s expression darkened immediately. The tentacles froze in place.
“As I thought… even I hate myself when I look like this.”

Suddenly, she tightened her arms around Degrienne.
“I was going to let you out of the chamber. But since ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) you don’t like me… then stay here and reflect a bit longer.”
“Wait!”
Panic surged through Degrienne. Ignoring the aching weakness in her body, she struggled to rise.
“I like it! I like you!”

She shouted in a flurry, words tripping over each other.
“Let me out… please, I don’t want to stay here anymore…”
“Too fake.” Catherine sneered and abruptly released her, standing up.
Under Degrienne’s terrified gaze, she calmly undid the ribbon of her deep crimson gown.
The luxurious fabric slid to the ground, revealing her flawless figure—
Only the writhing tentacles on her back marred the beauty.

… (BEEP—)
Catherine’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if battling something painful inside herself.
“I’m not responsible for whatever I turn into next…” she murmured dreamily. “You’re the one who said you didn’t like me…”

Before the words were even finished, a tentacle shot out violently!
Degrienne screamed, scrambling back and rolling behind a high-backed chair.
But the silver chains bound her movement.
Another tentacle quickly snaked around her ankle.

“Let go of me! Ah—!”
Boom!
A second tentacle burst out of the blood pool, wrapping tightly around her slender leg.
Degrienne kicked out with force, trying to summon strength—but her frail body reminded her that her power had long since been sealed.

Slick—
The third and fourth tentacles arrived in quick succession, deftly untying the laces of her black gothic dress as if they had minds of their own.
When the lace straps slipped from her shoulders, Degrienne shrieked and tore at the tentacles in a frenzy.
“Get off me! Don’t touch me!”

Fabric scattered like black butterflies.
She was stripped bare in moments.
Her snow-white skin glowed like jade against the blood-colored tentacles, a sight both beautiful and terrifying.
Overwhelmed by shame and fury, Degrienne shouted,
“Catherine! Stop pretending to be asleep! Call off these disgusting things—ah!”

The last, thickest tentacle wrapped around her waist and lifted her clean off the ground, dragging her toward the blood pool.
“No… Catherine! Wake up!” she screamed, her voice cracking into sobs—
But the tentacles only tightened.
Splash.
With a wet thud, Degrienne plunged into the viscous blood.

Glug—
… (BEEP—)