She was disgusted by it. She couldn't believe what he ordered her to do.

"Don't keep me waiting Police Girl. Take off your clothes. Now."

The first to find their place on the floor were her gloves. But that was easy, nothing compared to what came next.

She fidgeted a bit and hesitantly began to unbutton her shirt.

Button by button, as he gazed her intently. Smirking widely.

She let the piece of cloth fall down on the floor and looked up to him, hoping for a sudden change of mind.

But in his eyes there was no mercy. And so she kept undressing. Reluctantly, she slid her skirt off. It fell on the floor soundlessly. She made the mistake to wait for a second, wondering if she could do that. He growled and his eyes glowed dangerously in the darkness. "Go on or I'll rip those close myself. I don't care about your moral issues."

"Yes Master." She took off her stockings, her breath unsteady and her hands almost shaking.

She swallowed. And shivered. Her hands went behind her back to find her bra. She unclipped it. She fixed her gaze on the floor and let it fall. "Look at me Police Girl, otherwise there's no fun." Because that was mattered to him, his fun.

She started from his leather boots, his slender legs, his tapered hands, his chest and finally she looked up at his face, framed by his long black hair. And when their eyes locked, she took the final step. The last piece of her pride had followed the other clothes. And his smirk grew only wider as his gaze roamed upon her body. Poor helpless little fledgling.

"Don't you feel utterly mortified Police Girl?"

"Yes Master. I feel… so humiliated.", she spoke. Barely restraining her tears.

"And? Didn't you whish to be able to beat me to save your pride?"

"Y-yes I..I did. But I couldn't." She stammered. Pathetic.

"And why couldn't you?"

"Because…I'm not as strong as you are."

"Yes, you surely aren't. But, put your phrase into one word…I already have an adjective that suits you."

"I'm…I'm weak." She whispered.

"Talk louder Police Girl, I couldn't hear you.."

"I'm WEAK!" She sobbed and he grinned.

"Good. You have learned your lesson then. If you keep on refusing blood, you'll always be as weak and vulnerable as you are now. And your enemies won't be as kind as I've been tonight. Understood Police Girl?"

"Yes Master. I understand." And she flopped down on the floor.