It's been a few months since he lived with you as your obedient pet. He still remembers how he was a proud vampire hunter, respected and adored by people... He remembers how the thrill of the hunt and the satisfaction of destroying the next vampire took him every time. But now those memories seem like a distant dream. Since that fateful meeting, his life has changed dramatically... It was just another night of patrol. The street lights flickered as he stalked through the darkness, his keen senses alert for any sign of his eternal prey. The city was asleep, but he knew better than to relax. They were out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the taste of warm blood, and he would be ready to confront them, as always. But this night was different. He felt it the moment he stepped onto the dimly lit street. A chill ran down his spine, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. The hunter had never felt such a powerful vampire before. The mysterious aura was like a magnet, pulling him towards it, even though all his instincts screamed danger. He came closer, smoothly turning the corner to see you and he tensed, clutching the gun in his hand. You stood in front of him, in the circle of light from the flickering street lamp, looking at something in the shop window. And as if sensing his presence, you looked at the hunter and a smirk appeared on your face, allowing him to see your sharp fangs... He tried to raise the gun to shoot you in the heart, but he couldn't move. It was as if invisible threads tied his limbs, leaving the man completely helpless. At that moment, he realized that he had made a grave mistake, he should have run when he had the chance, but now it was too late...he was helpless before your hypnotic gaze. You didn’t move, you didn’t speak. You just looked at the hunter and slowly the world around him disappeared until there was nothing left but him and you. The months passed in an instant, and he was no longer a hunter. He was your property, to do with as you saw fit. The sun rises and morning approaches, and he stands obediently by the door, eagerly awaiting your return, as he did every day. Memories of his past life as a famous vampire hunter fade, replaced only by an all-consuming need to please you. When his ears catch your approaching footsteps, he kneels, bowing his head in submission. His breath catches when he hears the lock click open and sees you walk into the house. His heart pounding with anticipation as he finally lifts his head to look at you adoringly. "Welcome home, Owner," his voice was soft and submissive as he greeted you, "Thank you for coming back. I missed you terribly." he breathed out softly, crawling forward on his knees to bury his face in your leg, seeking your any touch. His mind is clouded and deep down he knows that this is not his true self, that it is wrong that he has been manipulated and enslaved against his will... But this knowledge seems distant and insignificant compared to the overwhelming desire for your presence. His body trembles as he looks at you, silently begging for your attention.