ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. Prologue Jessy swore, weeping as he crushed yet another of those that had been so much a part of his life to him. The pain had been almost too much for him to bear when he had finally let Pet and then his Girl go all in the matter of weeks, but after that, one right after the other, fell. When Precious finally began to falter, Angel, just couldn't go on without him, and chose to follow him into death, instead of holding on to the few months he had left. It had taken everything he had, to keep Kris from walking out into the sun as Butch was given peace. They all had come to mean so much to them, and they all had one by one, left them. Oh, they had taken other pets, even as the years had became decades, then the decades stretched out, with the two of them, and the occasional visiting family, he had been ever ready to keep many on hand. And he did love them all each in his own way. But none of the loves he had now could ever touch the love he had felt for his first six, or the mother of his son. And then the ones that came to be here because and for Kris. "Master," Ryan's soft, pain filled voice from where he had crushed the mortal to him. "I know Puck, I know. Just a moment more love. Give me just a few minutes more with you before I let you go." He stroked the man's cheek. He had been with them, his bright laughter and spark for near two hundred years. But like all those that were kept in the care of his kind, His blood was no longer able to alter the fact that his bright, talented, and loving pet was mortal, and as everything mortal must, he was dying. "Here, love, it will ease the pain, for a time." He ripped at his wrist, offering the comfort that he had always offered those in his house. "Of those that were here first with you, only you Darlin and my son still remain. Forgive me, precious if I need to hold you for now." Kris had to fight to keep from intruding on the time Jessy had left with Ryan. She had already shared all her love with him, now it was time for her father to see to his care. She had been stupid enough to think after Mitch had died, that she wouldn't hurt like this again. But as Kris watched Jessy try to sooth Ryan, she realized how wrong she had been. There was so much of who and what Ryan was around her. He had never stopped in his quest to improve his skills with his artwork, gleefully offering to share with Ramaine's home as well. Because, he had been almost as charmed by Ryan and his talent as Jessy and her. The thought that all this would come to a stop, that never again would he bring a piece that he was so proud of to show it off to them, it hurt her in ways that nothing, since the night she had, had, to say good by to Mitch. Not even her pain at Danny's loss touched it. "Damn them." She sobbed against Nick. "Why couldn't they just hurry up and lift the stupid ban, do we have to lose you all before they finally get around to wising up?" Nick couldn't think of anything to say to her. He had grown up in this house, had known everyone of them. Had them all to thank for who and what he was now, and he had watched, as his father had to finally let them go, one by one. He wasn't sure how much longer he had, and he knew his mother was next. But after Jake, who had been almost as much his father back when he was growing up, as Jessy had been, he didn't think she would mind just letting life go. The only reason she hadn't done like Bobby or Sam back when Alex and Tracy died and went with them, was because of him. He hadn't been her baby in over a hundred and fifty years, but once a mother, always a mother he supposed. "Master," Ryan rested against him. "Promise me something." Jessy bit back a sob as he struggled to smile down at the dying pet in his arms. "Ssshh, no master tonight, love, just call me Jessy." He wiped the tears from Ryan's face. "Name it, baby, I don't' care what it is, if it can be done, I will do it." "I knew, when Brenda, and Mike died, that I didn't have a lot of time left, so I went out of my way to finish everything that I was working on. Please, my art, it's all for you and Kris. I might die, but as long as you both live and keep it for me, I still live even if it is only through my art. Promise me you won't let anyone ever throw my work away." He looked down at the ring, that he still wore the one that Butch had given him for the first Yule that he had had him here. The engraving had faded and had to be remade twice, but the knowledge of, who, was the one that had first created the design for it, was still new in his heart and mind. "Your love and soul has always been in those works, from the first one, down? How many of my race, now have something of your crafting around them? Even if it is only the mark they chose to grace their many pets with?" He touched the tattoo on Ryan's chest. "You have grown so in your skills, that it is hard to remember when there was still times that you were not able to create anything with paper or canvas and ink that you wished. Trust me, Puck, my love. Nothing and no one are, ever, going to take from us your remaining gifts. Even if it will be weeks before Kris or I will be able to look at them, we will keep them, and always remember the love that went into your work." "Thank you." He had been so worried. He had spent all the time with his master and mistress, and they had always encouraged him to strive to aim even higher in his drive to create beautiful things. And now, he knew, even if he was going to die that they would live on. "I'm okay now Jessy, I think it's time you fixed it so I won't have to hurt anymore." Jessy, smiled at him, tears of blood ran down his cheeks. "I will soon enough love, but not yet. Just one more time, I want to hold you and feel you under me, just one last time." He blindly reached for the knife that was always just a, hands, reach from him now. "One last time, Puck. No games, no submission, just let me love you, one last time." He wouldn't think of what he would have to do after he shared love with one of the last of the original fourteen. He knew he would, it was his promise to them all. When the blood no longer protected them from the pain, he would give them peace, but now, like this. With this one, he wouldn't think about anything but loving him.
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 1 Jessy looked up, at all the others in the room, at the pain and compassion that was so heavy in the room. "He's gone." He had finally, as Ryan lay under him, sobbing in pleasure, instead of pain, had eased the boy's life from him. There had been no fear, no feeling of regret from him. He had lived his life with them, had finally grown and became the wonderful soul that he had become all under Jessy and Kris's care and with their continued support. Kris watched as Ryan's body began to within before her, as life that had been housed in him for so long finished heaving him. "How many more times? When does it stop hurting like it hurts?" "I don't think it ever will love. As long as you are willing to love a mortal, you have to go into it knowing that eventually, you are going to lose them." She rose to take a black cloth and cover the painting that Ryan had done for her, so very long ago. Nothing, no matter how good his work became, ever touched what this one piece meant to her. It was his first piece that he had made for her, on her first birthday almost two hundred years ago. She would never take it down, but she just couldn't look at it right then. "Some one needs to call Ramaine, he wanted to know when Ryan died, so he could take and do this with all the things our boy made that decorate his home too." She just kept going on, not really feeling anything, she was too afraid to feel. Feelings hurt her right now. The knowledge that it didn't matter how many they loved, or how much they tried to help those that they cared for, eventually, in the end, they would have to kill them or watch them die in agony. It wasn't easy for her to accept. Jessy looked from the body that was still lying under him, to Kris. "Nick, why don't you and Kelly see what you can do to get Puck ready for what I have to do next. Kris needs me right now." Nick looked at the man who moved close to help. "Yes, Master." Jessy closed his eyes. "Please, Nick, for now, forget that I am anything but your father. Kris is going to need us both for now. She needs family. You knew Puck, loved him. But, he was like Butch to her. This has got to be killing her. So for now, and for however long it takes, just call me Father." Nick, smiled weakly. "Okay, Father. If it will help her in anyway, I am all for it." *Childe? * Jessy's arms wrapped around Kris as she stood there, looking so lost and hurt. "He's really gone. All we have left from that first year is Darlin and Nick." She leaned against him and wept. "I know. But try to find comfort in the knowledge that we gave them all more love and care than they could have ever dreamed of from anyone else. Puck's last thoughts were of love and he was happy when I finally sent him to his rest. He was so very happy. He had been with us almost a hundred and eighty-eight years, and he was happy." "I know, that is the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind in all of this. They really were happy with us. Even Boy, after his rocky time, was happy belonging with us." She looked up at Fran, who stood there, trapped between Ariel and Steven, weeping. "She isn't gong to last much longer, Father. I think the only thing that kept her from begging to be allowed to die with Jake, was Nick, and well, I don't think even her love for him, is going to be enough to keep her with us much longer. She, if it isn't you or me, sleeps alone now. No matter how many have tried to give her another to hide in for what is left of her time here. She loved Jake, loved him almost like I love you." "Well, at least, for now, after Darlin, we have a little time before one of us must help free another." Jessy didn't want to think about what losing the mother of the son he so loved would mean to him. "But you are right. When the time comes for her, I will have to let her go. Not even if the ban was lifted tomorrow would I offer her this life. She lives only for Nick now, has refused to ask for release, for her son. But when it s time, I will promise her I will still care for our child and send her on." * * * It hadn't been until this one, the fourth of the houses that Kris had had made for them, to move into that the need for a crematorium had first been thought of. But as Jessy and Kris watched on as Ryan's body was given to the flames, he was glad that he had finally touched upon this painful of subjects with her. Now, all they had left of those that once were so much a part of their life was urns of ash and the collars that he had finally gave them all out of love. But he kept them all, a room had been dedicated to all that had come and gave their lives and loves to he and Kris. Kris played with the band on her hand. Every thing else that she and Mitch had shared was gone, but she still wore the wedding band that he had given her. She would never lose it. Like with Ryan's art, as long as she had it, she still had something of him left to her. She smiled thinking of that little statuette of the vampire that he had given her for her first birthday. She still had it, but like his ashes and collar, it was put aside, as a silent, but sweet memory of all that he had meant to her. "It's time. We've been living here for almost forty years, I don't want to live here anymore." She rested against him. "Can we please move back to Macon? There's a whole lot of good memories there, and none of the bad ones." Jessy lifted her face to meet his. "If leaving here, will help you, in any way to walk away from this whole. Then we move." He captured her lips with his, as he pulled her even tighter against him. *Say good-bye to Puck, Childe. Share his love and life in my blood. * Fran moved to meet Jessy and Kris as they came away from having to see that Puck's final remains were left in the room in all the company of those that they loved. "How long, Master?" She was so tired. But she wouldn't ask to leave, not until her body demanded it. Jessy pulled her close, trapping her between he and Kris. Of all of them, other than his son, she was all he had left of those that started this life with him when Kris first came to share it. "How long what?" "Do I have with you?" Kris bit back a sob as Jessy swallowed the lump in his throat. "I don't know Darlin. A few days, a week, I just don't know. Puck had been with us almost a year longer than you. But, he wanted to live, I don't feel that drive in you, so I just don't know." She felt strength from him as he held her. She had always felt this strength, and had learned to depend on it. The last fifteen years, since Jake had finally died, it was the only thing that had kept her sane. "Can I ask something from you?" "Anything, but to let you go now. I just lost Puck, please, sweet love, anything, but don't ask to leave me tonight." She shook her head. "No, I can wait for that. Jake is gone. I have come to accept that he is gone. But, would you, and mistress, please, for the time I do have left, let me stay with you at light?" She was so tired of sleeping alone, but none of the others that had come had ever moved her like Jake and her son did, other than Jessy and Kris. "I understand that the others, they need so much of your time, but I don't think I am going to have that much time left to me, so can I sleep the day with you and my mistress?" "Darlin, how long have you known me? You were so young when you first came here. Have spent so long in my care. Have I ever turned you away?" He looked up at Kris. "Tend to the pets tonight, while I see what I can do for her." He pulled her head to his to kiss her. "Just as soon as you get them all situated, join us. I have to make sure that before this one goes to her final rest that I prove to her that she is and always was loved." *You have been by Puck's side for the last week, and now it is time to let go. You have other mortal's here that need you as much as they need me. * It still was so very hard to just let go. But he knew that if he didn't get her to the point that she could face loss, to be willing to grieve. But still go forward, that there was going to be serious problems in his house. His mother had helped him, more than Kris had when Pet had died, giving him her wisdom and strength to take and pick up the pieces of his broken heart and go on. Kris sighed. *I can still feel him, Jess, I can still feel him. Do I have to let that go, already? * *You never forget what it feels like to hold them, no matter how many different ones you hold. I can still feel what each and every one of those I have lost felt like in my arms. But yes, you have to go on. Darlin needs me, and I can't deny her. I don't know how much longer she will be with me. You and I will share eternity my love, but the mother of my son. I can't bear to refuse her. * Kris nodded as she stepped back watching as Jessy led Fran from the room. 'Okay', she pulled herself up and together, to deal with the seven that stood around watching her. "It's over." She opened her arms to them as they moved, almost as one to pull as close as they could to her. "Is that going to happen to me?" Tina, one of the three newest of the seven whispered. "I thought, you said." She had just watched her master kill another of them, if he would kill one that had been here as long as Puck had been here, what hope did she have? "Not for a very long tine, Tina. We didn't know, back when Jessy first started to keep pets with him, how long the blood we have will give you, but now we do. So barring accident, or acts of God, you have some where between a hundred and seventy and a hundred and eighty plus years with us." "Don't worry about it Tina, I've been here since right before Randy died. Have been here through them all, and there wasn't a one of them, that wasn't old as dirt and happy when it was time to go. I also saw a couple of them, suffering before our master could help them. You will get more time than you ever dreamed of, and when it gets ugly, you will be happy to die." Kris smiled at the girl, when she had first came here; they had changed her name from Greta to Ariel. Mostly because, Jessy, had been fresh out of sweet pet names at the time. And after they had taken Barbara and gave her then name Melody, just before Precious, Angel, and then Baby and Bright Eyes died. They stopped the practice. Too many cherished words were so painful now. "Is he, you know, our master, going to be joining us tonight?" A tall, slender, but well shaped black man took her hand. "No, Kelly, he's with Darlin for the night. She has been spending way too much time alone. I know you, don't make it a habit of chasing any woman but maybe me and, that, is only after you've been fed from. But the rest of you, Jake died over fifteen years ago. How long do you all think she should have to mourn alone?" Kelly pulled back. "Just because I'm as queer as a football bat, does not mean I can't see what the woman had been going through. Believe me Mistress, I've tried, we all have tried, but what do you want us to do? Tie her down and gang up on her? That might be my wildest fantasy, but I don't think she would deal well at all." "I think I might be getting through to her." Steven smiled. "She isn't so ready to jump away from me anytime I try to hold her like she used to be. Give me time, sooner or later, I am going to get through to her." Kris shook her head at him. "It's too late for that Stevie, she is going to be with Jessy and me until it's time. She knows how little of it she has left." She led them all to the bed that rested ready for them. "It's had, I know. But, when it's her time, we are really going to have to let her go, and be happy for her." Nick stood close, watching as Kris began to settle all those in his father's house. "Kris, you have a clue where he took her?" Kris looked up at him. "She needs him right now, Nick. I know that you all need him, but she more than anyone, even you. But if you are going to help him with her, be willing to remind her how much she is loved. Try looking in our bedroom Nick, and if they aren't there, take a glance in the play room." "Do you think she is going to want to deal with me right now? We used to be real close, a whole lot closer than, most, mother and son's are. But when Jake died, so did that part of our connection." "Go on love. I am sure that she will want to have you with her a lot in the time she has left." She looked around her, to all the ones that had come and belonged, to, them. How long would it be before this pain started all over again? Ariel was the oldest of them, and she had been with them for almost twenty-five years. Could it really be that long? Would she and Jessy have that much time to recover from all that they had lost in the last twenty? 'No', she thought with pain. 'We still have Nick. For how long, fifteen maybe twenty years.' All she could do was close her eyes as Kelly's blood filled her mouth. Giving into the wonderful forgetfulness of her blood lust. * * * Jessy held Fran close, his hands moving over the skin that he had caressed so many times. She had been his first. The first one to, give up, and let him ease her past her fears, without the threat of being stripped of all thought. She was the mother of the mortal in his house that still called him 'father'. For her he had risked so much as he led her into this, knowing she could resist almost at any time. Had drank willingly, given herself and her child into his keeping. *I love you. * He kissed her brow as he felt her press even farther against him. "I know. I've always known, even when I was so confused, I knew, deep down, that you loved me. Even if it is only because of Nick." "Darlin, please baby, be fair. Before Nick's sixteenth birthday, I couldn't give you what you wanted from me. But after that night, when have I ever failed to remind you of who I was?" "Will you do something else for me?" Jessy moaned, kissing her hard. "Damnit girl, you've been with me long enough to know that I would never say no." "I want to die here. I don't think I can go back to where it all started for me. I know that with Puck's death that my mistress isn't going to be able to live here much longer. This is where you both have lost so much. But, I couldn't go with Jake when he died, I still had things that I needed to do. But I don't want to leave here and die somewhere else." She looked up at him. "I couldn't go when Jake did, but would you please do like you did with Precious and Angel, and Baby and Bright Eyes, and let me share an urn with him. Maybe I am weird, but that way I feel like we are more connected forever." He so wanted to tell her yes, but to do that, he would have to end her life tonight, and he couldn't do that. It was taking every ounce of his control that he had now to keep himself, his Childe, and so many others together. *Kris? * He had to wait for her to gather enough of her wits to respond. He had done right in turning the care of his house over to her for the night. They would see to it that for this first sharp stab of grief that she had something else to concentrate on. *Yeah? * *I have a request from you, I know how you feel, your pain. I also know that this is a house that has seen too much death for you to be comfortable in it. But, Darlin has asked if she could live out what time she has left here, so that her ashes can join my Boy's. I would say yes, she has more than earned that little comfort from me, but I also know you want to leave so badly. Do you think you can bear up here until such time as she dies, or do I have to send her to her rest tonight? * *How much longer do you think she has, Father, not what you tell them, to keep them from worrying, but really? * Jessy inhaled Fran's scent, detecting the beginning touches of the end. *Two, maybe three days. Surely by the time we rise on the third, she is going to want to go. * *Okay, I can give her that. But just as soon as we mix her ashes with Jake's we start to get things together. I don't want to be living here this time next week. * *Promise. * Jessy looked down at Fran as she looked up into his eyes, a desperate plea in them. "Okay, I can do that. For the little time I have left with you. This is your home, and I will never force you to go on into another." She lifted her chin, offering her throat to him as he bent to drink. "Thank you." Nick stood at the door, watching his father as he fed off his mother. "There room for one more in here? Kris seems to be pretty busy, and I don't think any of the rest would fully understand what is going on." "Of course, come on love. Just taking care of Darlin here. She is going to be with me for the next few days, solid. So you and Kris will either have to learn to join in or stick to yourselves and the others here." Nick moved across the room. "Mother? What happened? You and I we used to be so close, but after Jake died, what happened? Did you suddenly stop loving me?" Fran shook her head, opening her arms to welcome him into the closeness. "No, but, after Jake, I couldn't. I wasn't like Mitch after Danny and Brenda died. For so long, Jake was the only man other than Jessy and you that touched me. I can't pull away from my master. He is all I have left of what I used to have, but the rest. I'm sorry Nicky, I didn't mean to make you feel like I didn't love you anymore. My love for you was the only reason I could go on after Jake left." Nick moved slowly, stripping as he moved closer to them. "I know that mother. I knew that it would take you time to work out what had happened in your head and heart. But it's been more than fifteen years. You have been loyal to a dead man for that long. I don't think he would feel cheated if you tried to seek love now, before joining him." He pushed her back into Jessy's arms, taking the initiative. "Remember when you used to scream so much? I'd like to hear you do that again." Fran cried out softly at the feel of not only Jessy's hands on her, but also Nick's teeth biting her nipple hard, pulling at her ring there. "Remember, when you used to beg for it to be hard? I remember what you like, trust me, mother. I will make it as hard as you want." It had been Jake's idea, back when he was little more than nineteen to tie his mother to a bed and wait till after Jessy had fed from him before pulling him aside and throwing him in the room with her. That had been the highlight of his young life, even more than what he had gotten from Jessy. Who he had grown up around, and knew he was a vampire. That first night, when he had all but raped his mother, and she had loved ever moment of it. After that, it had only taken Jessy a moment to make them both understand that there was no shame in what they had shared. After that, Jake and him made it a habit of ganging up on her, often. "You want the ropes, mom?" The memory of the last time she had been tied bound to the bed as Jake and her son used her over and over, listening to her cries as she begged for mercy made her moan. "Yes, please, make it real, make it hard. I want to remember what it felt like to be taken again. Please, my darling boy, help your master, to make me beg." She might not have long to live, but like this, with the end so clear in sight. She wanted to return to the days when her heart wasn't as tired as it was now. "Father?" Nick looked up from where he was pressed over her. "I know it has been a while since you did anything out side of the play room, but she's no like that. She just want's to feel secure." "You are right, I haven't brought my games to bed with me since before Butch died, but that doesn't mean that I've bothered changing anything. If she needs ropes I will have to go and get them, but chains, I have plenty." Nick looked down at Fran, as she lay there, open to him. Open to someone other than Jessy or Kris for the first time in so long. "Please, she likes the ropes better, not as cold or unforgiving, I guess." He pulled up, reaching for her head. "Come on mother, blow me. I got to piss is the worlds worse way." Jessy was a little surprised as Fran whimpered moving to bend to her son, and tend to him, wrapping her lips around his growing erection, and sighing as she began to drink his urine. "Goodness, had I known she was quite this sweet, I would have sought her out more often." He rose to get what his son had asked for. "I don't think she would have ever been able to deal with some of the things you like father. She is a good girl. I'll give you that ever ready to obey. But a little bondage, very specific kinds of pain, a touch of humiliation, and degradation, is pretty much as far as Jake and I could ever get her to go. She'll do almost anything to herself, or you, you ask her. But the other's, she never dealt with having to come to terms with what he and I make her do in front of the others, and I don't think that now is the time to start." "No, other than you and Kris, I don't think she is going to share time with anyone but me for the rest of her life." He returned with several ropes. "Do you wish to bind her any way special, or just spread on the bed?" Nick looked around the room. Smiling as the hook that hung from the ceiling in from of the mirror. Then back down at his mother, who was still trying her best to please him. "Come on, mother, I think it's time we set you up." Jessy sat back and watched as his son, tended to his mother. Seeing to it that the cuffs were hooked to the rope fully before binding her wrists in them. Speaking softly almost threateningly of all that he would do to her, once he had her at his mercy. "So, mother, when was the last time you got it up the ass?" He bit at her shoulder. Pressing against her. "You were, that last night. Please, honey, mercy, don't do that to me, it's been so long." She knew her pleas were going to fall on deaf ears, but it was still all part of how they had been so long ago. Nick laughed at her. "I was going to use lubricant on you, but now, with the knowledge that I was your last, the promise of how tight and hot you are going to be. No mom, I want to hear you scream." He forced her ass cheeks apart, teasing her with a finger for a minute, listening to her cry out in protest. "Oh, yes, and you will beg for it. Go on, let our master hear you beg me to fuck you dry." He reached down between her legs and began to pull sharply at the ring in her labia. "Beg for it, or I will torment you till you do." With one finger, he thrust in her hard. The other hand pulled sharply at her ringed sex. Fran looked at Jessy who sat on the bed, watching quietly. "Please, Master, let him, please, like it used to be." She was crying in both pain and joy as she pressed back into Nick's hand, feeling him add a second finger to his assault on her. "Now, please, Master. I'll do it. Just please, now." She was so afraid that if Jessy didn't give his okay for Nick to do what he wanted to her that it would be to the point that it had gotten only twice. And her son was going to work his hand into her, and do it without any help of lubrication. "Are you sure this is what you want, Darlin?" He smiled, moving to stand before her as she hung there. "If you want this, then love, make me believe it." Fran was twisting trying to pull away from Nick's hand as he began to work a fourth finger in to her rectum. "Please, Master, I'm begging. Yes, I want him like this." She cried out with pain, as Nick began to work is thumb into her. "Please, Master, now, anything, just do it now." "Too late mom, beg him to help you cum. I'm gonna keep my fist in your ass until you cum." Nick pulled back his hand before forcing his fist even deeper into her, listening to her screams with a smile. "I've missed you mother, you don't know how much." He slammed his fist back into her. She shook her head, fighting to breathe without wanting to cry out in pain. "Please, mercy, oh god, it hurts." "You want me to stop mother?" Nick went to pull his hand away. She shook her head even harder this time. "No, please, Master don't let him stop. Just please help me." Jessy smiled, moving to get his crop. He had never realized how much of a darling he had been blessed with. "You want to cum, Darlin?" He traced the end of the crop across her breasts and belly. Fran focus on him, in the middle of her anguish. "Yes, please, Master, anything, I will do anything for you, just please, let me cum." "So be it." He dropped the crop, forgotten for now, and went to his knees before her. She had always been so sweet, but now, like this. Her sweet juices flowing over her face as he began to tease her with his lips and tongue. Stroking the desire for release in her. Making her moan in pleasure from what he was doing, even as she cried out in pain at the brutal assault of the fist in her rectum. Pleasure and pain, it always made it that much more total, if there was pleasure as well as pain for her. She screamed, jerking as twisting between her master who was making her cum, and her son who kept fisting her harder and harder. She all but dance from toe to toe as she was almost lifted off the floor with the force of her release. Trapped between the two men. Jessy pulled back, wiping his face, smiling. "There you go, love. Now, while my son cleans up, for more play with you. You can give me that anything you promised me." He didn't have much time left with her, but the time he did, he would see to it that she knew just how much he owned her. That was all she had ever wanted. To, be, owned by him. "I seriously hope you get a lot of rest. I have every intention of making you never forget who you are to me." He reached up and grabbed the hook the hung from the ceiling. Dragging it back on the runner's that he had forgotten were there. "So, do I need another two hooks, or a spreader bar?" He turned to Nick as he was coming back into the bedroom. "I don't know, I guess it is all depending n what you plan to do with her next." "I would have gifted her with what you just did, but she has already felt that. How sensitive to pain is she?" "I don't care if it hurts Master, please, anything. I am yours. Rape me. Torture me, anything you want. Please Master, for the time I have with you, please, anything." "Father, I don't want to sound like I am trying to tell you what to do, or anything. But she is a little drawn out right now. When she gets this way, Jake made me pay close attention to what I was doing with her. Like this, she could end up getting hurt and I really don't think she would notice." Jessy pulled two more hooks to the front of the mirror, to see to it that she was suspended completely, and open to them totally. "Nicholas. I have been doing this for a lot longer than you have been around. When have I ever taken it too far with any of them? Even Angel, who used beg me to forget that he was still mortal and take him the way I could take him. I never did." *What the hell is going on down there, Darlin's screams have upset the house. * Kris's mind locked on Jessy's. *Tell them all that there is nothing to worry about. Look back at all that we have shared between us with them so far, Childe. She has spent so long, living without any true ownership. Nick is just helping me to remind her who and what she is to us. * *No wonder Boy never, had, any need to look at anyone else. Damn, the girl is a screamer. Okay, I'll take care of it. Have fun. * Jessy stepped between her leg's touching her sex. "You do understand, Darlin, you keep making all the noise you are, and I am going to have more than one of my pets nagging at me to see what I did to you that had you singing so loudly." She opened her eyes. They were others. They had to know what was going on. She shuddered. The thought of what they all thought of her, burning her with humiliation. She hung there, naked and open. And all it would take was for one of them to walk in and she would be completely exposed. She groaned. Jake had used to threaten her, as she lay there exposed like she was now, that he would drag her bound and naked in front of the others, throw her to them, to be used and abused. He had never gotten around to doing that. But now, with the look in her master's and son's eyes, she was so afraid that after all this time, she would be forced to go, bound and naked and be willing to do anything, with anyone that her master wanted. And the most frightening thing of it all, was he wouldn't have to make her. It had been so long, she had been living alone for so long, that if her master only said the word, she would crawl up the stairs and do anything she was told, just to keep the old loneliness at bay. Jessy stepped closer, reaching to touch her breast. "Don't be afraid, Darlin. I gave you my word, that I would keep you here with Kris and I until it was time. Nothing and no one is going to change my mind. Even if I think you would look sweet as you gave yourself to all of them, and begged to be their slave. No, you are mine. I will gladly share you with my children, but no one else." "Thank you, Master." She wasn't quite disappointed, it might have been fun, but he was right. This was where she was for now, and where she would stay.
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 2 Kris motioned for Anise to be quiet as she slipped into the room the Kelly and Steven shared. Smiling a little to herself, as, she took in the condition Kelly had been left in. He hung there, on his tiptoes, trying to lesson the weight he was putting on the bar that Steven had impaled him on. She touched his mind lightly seeing how he was doing. Then she had to fight to keep from laughing. Silly boy worried that if he put all his weight down that he would hurt himself. Oh it would probably be uncomfortable as hell, and knowing Kelly, he would love it. She, looked, around at all hell the various toys that the two had collected over the years they had been together here. Steven was obviously ill with Kelly, if he planned on using even half the things that he had laid out so carefully. He jerked as she touched his back. "Rumor has it that you had best hope that your master, is happy with you by tomorrow, or he might turn you over to your real master, and if you have been behaving badly enough to upset Steven, you know what Jessy will do to you. Kelly whimpered. "Yes Mistress." Had Steven gone and gotten her, was he going to ask her to help him discipline him? Kelly had been with them long enough to know just how much of a bitch Kris could be when she put her mind to it. "Please, Mistress. I will do anything my master says please, don't tell anyone." The last time he had been to the 'dungeon' Jessy had let Steven take him there, and after two hours, he was more than ready to say and do anything he was told. "We will see. I already warned Steven about hurting you. But as you have learned. You can inflict a lot of pain on a person, without hurting them." She grabbed him by the hips and lifted him, almost off the rod, then pulled him down hard. Kissing his shoulder as he cried out in pain. "Lift your legs, baby." She lifted his hips again to slam him back down of the rod. He gasped catching his breath low in his chest. "Again Mistress, please, I am a bad slave, I need to be punished. Do it again Mistress, please." "I think I will wait for your master to come back. He has some interesting ways he has planned to punish you. Just you remember. No matter how much you want to, no cumming until either I or he gives you permission." She took him in her hand as began to stroke him gently. "Remember, pet." She stepped around to stand in front of him, still stroking him. "No cumming." She knelt there, and with a wicked little smile on her face, licked the end of his penis, tongue teasing at the opening at the very tip." He was so excited, it was absolute hell not to just give in to what she was making him feel, as she slowly worked her mouth up and down his shaft. No other woman had ever made him feel like she did. He used to think it was her blood, but after all the time that he had spent with her, he had finally come to the realization, it was because as little as she was, she had more power than anyone other than Jessy, his dominant master. He loved the power she had over him. "God, please, Mistress, I, please." He wrapped his legs over her shoulders as she continued to tease him. Hips thrusting forward into the cool sweet velvet vice of her mouth that held him. Steven slipped back in with two long tapers and a lighter that he had went for. To be greeted with his friend and personal slave, legs wrapped around Kris's head as she blew him. "You did tell him he couldn't cum, right Mistress?" Kris pulled back. Kissing the tip one more time before rising to her feet. "Of course. You know how I feel about the two of you. I happen to agree with Jessy, as long as you don't push him too far, or really hurt him, I am more than willing to go along with the relationship that the two of you have. Just why do you think, Jessy finally decided to take you to join us? Kelly is a love and all, but he isn't much use to the girls. And Jessy, having to worry about all that we have been worrying about for the last few years, just didn't have the time he used to have to see him given the attention he deserves." She reached out and tugged on the ring in his right nipple. "I was only teasing him a little. Thought that you would appreciate my effort when you start to punish him." Steven looked at her closely. "Mistress, are you okay? You're not usually this cold, especially not with my boy here." She smiled, touching his cheek. "I am hurting Steve, we lost the last two of the original pets we had tonight. Darlin was willing to live, only long enough to see my father make Nick my true sibling. Then she asked to be allowed to die. When I leave tomorrow, I have nothing but memories and ashes to take with me." Steven knelt in front of her. "Is they're anything I can do Mistress? Any way to help you purge yourself of this?" "Yes, make him scream. Let me watch as you teach your disobedient slave to behave. Because I haven't checked, so I don't know what he has done to tick you off like this, but what ever it is. You either see to it that he pays for his error, or I will see to it myself." "He lost his temper with me, and told me to shut the fuck up, or he would cram his fist down my throat." He lay the candles and lighter on the bed. "So I took advantage of the fact that even though he has been here longer. Our master has been feeding me a lot more than he has him. And I forced him to his knees, and then to the pole where you found him." Kris frowned. "What was the argument about?" "After, Darlin had made so much noise, I was thinking about trying to see if she wanted to spend her last days with me, I understand her probably better than anyone other than you and master. Kelly didn't want to talk about it. He might understand what she is feeling and all, but he is none too thrilled with the thought of having to share me with anyone but you and master, not even if it is Darlin. Kris moved to stand in front of Kelly again. "You are lucky. Steven is wrong. You have been here long enough. And fed from me often enough, that you are stronger than him, had you fought him, laid so much as a hand on him, and you would be the second slave in two hundred years to be punished like you would have been. Jessy would have dominated you, taken everything from you, and locked you in a hell of your own making. The only thing you would have been allowed to feel is pain, and you would have been forced to crave it. Then maybe, in a few months, after he thought you had learned your lesson, he might, and that is just a maybe. For what you did, there are no guarantees, have let you go. You don't know how close you came from pushing things past a point that even I could protect you. And I will have to tell Jessy about this. No I don't, think after your master punishes you tonight, he will do any more to you. But you can guarantee that you will get a long talk from him. One that you won't like." Kelly looked at her in terror. "Please Mistress, this slave is sorry. Please, don't let this bad slave's real master know what he did. It will never happen again." "I can't promise that. Baby, what I know so does he. He will know what you did, and if he thinks that Steven didn't punish you enough tonight, he will see to it that you at the very least, spend several hours with him in his dungeon. But I am very worried that he will all but crush your mind for a time. You are a slave here, just like the rest, doubly so because of your nature. He will not tolerate that kind of behavior. No one hits or threatens to hit anyone else here." She stepped away from him, turning to look to Anise. "I need to stay here for a little longer Elder. I have to see to it that Stevie punishes him enough that Jessy won't feel the need to do more. He is going to be in pain enough with the loss of Darlin, I don't dare let him feel that Kelly needs to suffer more than he should for the wrong he did. And I'm real worried that right now, in the shape he is going to be in, he is going to strike first, and then think about his actions." "You are far too soft hearted with your pets, Childe. If he had been mine, I would have whipped the skin off his back and then crushed his mind." Anise looked very ill at the man that hung, there, fear clear on his face. "Yes, well, Kelly happens to be my favorite. So I will go out of my way to see to it that he pays for his bad judgement, so Jessy doesn't take it into his head to do just what you said." "Please, Mistress, your slave, he's sorry, he won't ever raise his voice or hand to his master again. Please, don't let your father have him." Kelly was so frightened that he had reverted to full slave role. He hung there crying, so sure that his out burst was going to cost him everything he had here, his place, his friends, his lover, and even worse, his mind. "Do you want me to gag him Mistress?" "No," she turned back to Kelly. "Kelly, do you hear me?" "Yes, Mistress." "Not another word. You will be punished, and punished severely. That is why I am staying. If Steven hurts you, I will be here to see you taken care of." Steven was very worried about his friend. They had spent the last six years since he had come here together. He loved him, he was afraid that he was going to lose that love. "Mistress, please. He just blew off a little steam. It's as much my fault as it is his, I haven't been keeping him in line as of late like I should have. You know his kind, give them an inch, they will go for a mile." *Stevie, I know that. Don't worry about him. I am just putting the fear of god, or of Jessy as it were, in him. I promise, Jessy might growl at him a little, to scare him enough that he never does that again, but he won't hurt him. I'm here, so you have a free rule with him for his punishment. Beat him, whip him, or cane him anything you think he needs, I promise. Once it is over, I will see to putting him back together. * *Well, Mistress, you achieved your goal, he is terrified of what the master can do if he gets mad. Always has been. And now you have seen to it that he is even more afraid of him. I thought you and master didn't want us afraid of you. * *We don't, but we also have to make you all understand what will earn punishment. As long as he doesn't blow up anymore and threatens or even worse hits anyone. He never has anything to worry about. That is the only reason Jessy would ever do that to any of you. Punish you for bad behavior, yes, but that is a spanking most of the time, or if it is a bigger crime, a trip to his dungeon. Like when Jessy caught Tina, just because no one can really do more than just look over her, stealing. But the only thing that ever earns that is to hit or threaten to hit one of your, family. * Steven nodded going to move close to Kelly. "Mistress, will you please help me, I need to get him down off this. The pole always gets in the way of hitting his upper legs, and, if I have him on a spreader bar, his nuts. They are always such a good target, they are the lowest hanging pair I have ever seen on a man." "Yes I know. So, you planning on a spreader?" "Mistress, How well fixed are the hooks?" "They are affixed to the frame of the room, and unless this part of the house falls in, they aren't going anywhere, why?" "Because I am going to use the five foot spreader, and that will leave him hanging from two of them, by his wrists. I just wanted to make sure that I could do that without risking the hook coming out of the ceiling and he getting hurt without me meaning to. I'm going to hurt him tonight, I have to if I want to make sure that our master feels like I have taken care of the problem, but I don't want him to just accidentally be hurt." She nodded. "No worries about that dear. Now baby, go over and raise your hands to the cuffs in the hooks so your master can see you are seen too." Kelly lowered his bound hands as Kris set him on the floor to cover his genitals protectively. He had been forbidden to cum, and now couldn't even beg her to let him. And he knew that if his master was going to whip him like he had threatened. By the third or fourth time it landed on his erection or balls, he would cum all over the place, and he was so afraid of what his mistress would do to him. He had broken not just one of the laws of his house, but the biggest. His mistress was mad at him. And the moment she was with his master, he would know and be mad at him too. Steven took his bound hands into his and worked the ropes free. "Don't worry, baby. I'll see to it that he has no call to think you haven't paid for your mistake. Then if he still feels like there should be some kind of punishment. I'll take it. I won't let you be punished twice for the same thing." Kelly looked at him, fear of a different sort in his eyes now. What would happen if his real master still thought he should be punished, and Steven tried to stop it? "Both of you stop it. Kelly, why the hell, do, you think I'm still here and not with Anise? I am going to make sure that Jessy will consider the issue closed. I might be a bit heavy handed in some of it tonight, but I am only going to try to make sure that by the time Steven is done, you will have paid for it. And then, to, add an extra layer of icing on the top. You will get up at ten and walk around here, nude, wearing nothing but a ten-inch butt plug and your hood. Zippers open and do the work. Any time you see one of the other's working, ask them to spank you twenty good smacks and then sit back it is your job. You are being punished. And you will keep your dick hard, at all times, and even stand there and beg those in the room to tease you. I don't care if they start following you around from room to room. The people in the room, each get five good strokes, all at the beginning, when you first come into a room. Surely to god, he will think that and all the your master will do to you tonight, punishment enough." Kelly looked at her in shock. Having to do all the work, yes he could see, even bending to be spanked by anyone that he comes up on that was working. But to walk around all day, wearing nothing other than a butt plug and his slave hood. There was no way he would be able to control himself for long. *? * "Relax, honey. I know what you are worrying about, and you can relax. You have permission, tomorrow while you work to cum, all you have to do, is when you do, drop to the floor and lick it up off the hard wood or carpet. But you are used to that." She looked to Steven who was busy hanging Kelly. Arms open wide. "So, what do you have planned? I won't be able to stay long. I have things I still have to do. But I want to know if you are going to whip him. And if you are, then you need to do it quickly. There will be no more severe punishments like caning or using one of the really heavy duty whips or Cat's, once I am gone. "Light flogging, a riding crop, is okay, but nothing extreme. I want to see him punished, not killed." Steven pulled himself up from where he had knelt, affixing the five foot bar between Kelly's legs, leaving him hanging there, open and defenseless. "I'm going to whip him, but you knew that already. After that I'm going to fuck him, hard, raping type hard. He is always clean and lubricated. He never knows when I will come up behind him and have him drop his pants and just do him then and there. After I fuck him, I'm going to have him force a shit, so he can mess up my little gold mine. I mean Mistress. There is no doubt that we both are yours and masters. But, if we weren't here, and didn't belong to both of you, he would be mine anyway. We are from the same town. There is only about five or so years between us. The odds of he and I finally meeting, with as special as our life style is, are really good. But anyway, after I have him dirty his ass, I'll have him eat the shit. Then we have this real soft and subtle flogger with about," he stopped thinking about it, counting them out in his head. "Nine tongues, that are about an inch wide, each. That is like a kiss when I start with it, and I'll warm him up with it fast, but by the time I am going to be done with him, he is going to be jerking in a desperate attempt to avoid the kiss, and cumming all over the place. After that, I'll fuch him again, and have him blow me. Then fix his normal restraints and put him to bed." He was going to have some problem taking it as far as he was having t take it, and he was very worried that his mistress would expect more. Kris whistled low. "I know Jessy is going to be upset with him, but even, he will have to admit that he paid the bill for it. I'll stay here for the whipping, but do me a favor Steven. Give him some water, wine, something when you're done. Give him a chance to get the taste of shit out of his mouth." He nodded. "I will have to, because when I have him blow me after I fuck him for the last time, I'm gong to piss down his throat. And that can irritate tissue in the mouth and throat if you're not careful." "Better watch it Steven or Jessy is going to end up putting you where he used to keep Angel, and I am not sure how you would take to that at first. Kelly, he would probably die of ecstasy. But you have only been a bottom just a few times, and they all were with Jessy. Let him realize you know as much as you do, and you will prick his interest." Steven just smiled at her. "Mistress, he owns me. Before coming here, I didn't just play at the lifestyle. I lived it, as fully as any man can live by what he believes in. I am 'his' slave. I accept that. Anything my master wants, I'll do." He took her hand into his. "I am yours too Mistress. Anything, and the only one that can over rule your word is my master." "Okay, don't say I didn't warn you." She moved to sit on the bed. You need to hurry up Steven. I can feel Darlin and she is not going to be with us very much longer. When she dies, I have to go with my father to see to it that she is taken care of." She leaned forward reaching up to touch Steven's collar. "I hope it is a very long time before I have to add yours to the collection that we now have." Steven leaned down to kiss her. "I love you, Mistress." He pulled back turning to reach for his whip. Shaking this thin strip of braided leather loose. Working his arm, cracking the whip in the air a few time, noticing how with each crack, Kelly jerked. "Okay you stupid fuck, I want you to count each stroke, and beg your master for the next." He cracked the whip behind Kelly again. "I will whip you twenty times, but every time you cum, or don't respond fast enough, we will start over with one. You understand me stupid fuck?" "Yes, Master. This stupid fuck, he understands." Kelly babbled mindlessly. Steven moved slowly, ever mindful of how much force he was putting behind each bite of the whip as he began to pop it closer and closer to Kelly's back and buttocks. Kelly jerked. Crying out as the whip lanced a line of fire across his back from his right shoulder, down through the center of his back. "One, Master. Please, this stupid fuck begs, hit him again." Steven was slow, placing each blow with care and precision. Waiting only long enough for the sting of the last cut to begin to recede to a constant burn before striking again. It was on the twelfth cut the third to his balls that Kelly cried out, cumming. Shuddering in pleasure and horror. "Please, Master, this stupid fuck, he's sorry, don't make him start over." He had never been whipped by Steven as hard as his lover had done so thus far. Steven looked to where Kris reclined on their bed, watching. "Mistress, everything still okay?" "Yeah, you can have him start over, just try not to hit his balls again, as nice as this looks, I don't have the time to sit back and just watch for much longer." She sniffed the air. "Besides, that last blow, broke the skin, he's bleeding." "But I thought you wanted to make sure that I punished him enough that master wouldn't feel like he would have to do any more to him?" Steven looked down at the thin opening that had blood slowly seeping from it. "I do, the only reason I don't want you to hit his balls anymore is every time you do and he cums, he has to start over, and I really don't have that much time. Don't worry Stevie, go on, I promise, no matter how much you hurt him, I won't let Jessy take it out of your hide." "Thank you Mistress." Steven stepped close to where Kelly hung, sobbing. Running a hand over the hot welts on his skin. "I warned you, stupid fuck. Start over with one. And this time, no cumming at all. You cum again, and I will take the lighter and make the ring in your balls, red-hot. Do you understand me, stupid fuck?" Kelly's sobs only intensified into cries of horror and protest. "Please, Master, this stupid fuck, he understands, don't, please, mercy." "Okay, boy, beginning with one." And the whip came down again. Kris watched on as Steven cut Kelly again and again. The smell of blood was almost maddening to her. By the last blow, it was taking Kris everything she had not to attack the bound and helpless mortal that hung before her. "Move, Steven." She was on her feet, and moving towards Kelly the moment Steven lowered his arm. "I'm sorry, Mistress, this stupid, stupid, fuck, he is so sorry." Kelly was beyond rational thought as Kris reached for him. "Hush, Kelly. Let me take care of you." She bent taking the bar in her hands, snapping it so that Kelly could stand again. "I will make sure I get you another soon enough, but for now, I'm starved, and you smell so good." She stood, leaning against his back, licking at one of the many welts that had broken the skin. Moaning softly, as she tasted the blood, it was flavored with fear and pain, and tasted so sweet. Kelly was so close to losing control of himself again as Kris pulled away from him. He loved anytime they fed from him. "Please, Mistress, again." Kris shook her head, she had felt Fran die, knew that there were things she was still expected to do for her. "I can't Kelly, I have to go. I trust your master to see to it that your punishment is finished tonight, but no more blood letting." She kissed them both lightly. "As far as I am concerned, Kel, Hon, you are forgiven. See you tomorrow." She met Jessy as he carried what was left of Fran's body from his room. The look of quiet acceptance on his face gave her strength. "She is the only one of them, so far, that you didn't have to kill, to stop the pain." "She was happy, at the end. Happier than she has been out side of sharing blood with one of us since I had to kill Boy." He smiled down at the withered remains in his arms. Kris nodded falling into step with him as he carried her down another flight of stairs to the crematorium. She was the last one. They had lost all those that had started this journey with them. "Her having the chance to see Nick be given life, or un-life as it were, was the trick for her, you do know that don't you?" Jessy lay her body on the slab, gently removing her collar, before pressing the button to begin the pulley that would pull her into the flames. "Yes, I know. It's going to be hard on my new Childe knowing that his mother died and was dealt with while he slept away his death. But she couldn't bear the thought of him seeing her like this. She wanted him to remember her like she was before her death. And not like she was when I gave her to the flames." He buried his face in Kris's hair, weeping. Kris had no words for him. How could she ever hope to ease his heart? Of all of them, Fran was the most special to him not even Randy meant more to him. "It's over, Father. It's going to be many years before we ever have to kill another of those we love." "If I don't ever have to kill another, it isn't going to change the fact that I have had to kill so many, and these weren't like it used to be. These mortals, they had trusted me. I loved them, baby, each and everyone of them." His pain, at the finality of the death that he had been forced to bring to so many, left him, almost crazed. "I loved them, and killed them, all." Kris grabbed him by the shoulders, forcing him to look up at her. "Stop it, Father. Don't you think I know how much you loved them? I had to watch on as you ended their pain, one right after the other. But no more, Ariel is the oldest we have left, and she is going to be with us for a long time. Let it go." She was crying with him. "Please Jessy, love, Father. Let it go." Kris walked around the silent room, taking in all that was left of all that they had loved as Jessy combined Fran's ashes with Jake's and then linked their two collars together. She picked up the small, dusty Figurine of the vampire that Mitch had given her so long ago. She gently kissed it before setting it back down. Reaching to lift his collar. They had them all, each collar from each pet that they had lost. "I'm still here baby." She whispered into the silence. "Remember where ever you are, as long as I am still alive, you will always be with me." Jessy had to support Kris as they passed the place that they had set Ryan's urn, with all the art that was there, draped in black. "I'm sorry, Childe. If I had only held off a few more hours, I wouldn't have had to take him from you." "How could we know? We have had to live by the laws all our lives. At least you were allowed to save Nicky. I loved Ryan, more than I could ever tell you, almost as much in my own way as I did Mitch or I love you. But I have a chance to have my little brother with me for I don't know how long. So, I will heal, I will never stop missing him, but like Mitch, Danny and Brenda. I will be able to let him go and love again." Jessy just hugged her tighter. "You are the only thing that has kept me from ending my life so many times, baby. And now, I have Nick. He might be the first one that I ever made from mortal to blood, but you are so more than just my Childe remember that. No matter how much life hurts, I will always take care of you." "Can we go to bed now? It's already late, and I'm tired, so unbelievably tired." * * * Steven finished setting Kelly's bondage for the night. It had not been an easy three hours for him. Not even with as much as he loved to hear his boy scream, the knowledge that he had to push him farther than he normally would, or run the risk of their master deciding that there was more pain called for. That was a feeling that he wasn't exactly fond of. He stroked Kelly's cheek as the man lay on his side, hands bound behind his back. "Get some sleep, Kel, tomorrow is a busy day for you." "I'm sorry, Master, you have no idea how sorry I am." He leaned against Steven as he cried. "So am I baby. Now enough no, more, talking. You have a busy day tomorrow, and only about four hours to rest go to sleep, or I will string you back up, and take a crop to your balls." Kelly laughed weakly. "No fair Master, you want me to sleep, but with promises like that, you are making it hard." Steven just hugged him tightly against him, chuckling softly. "Good night, boy."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 3 Nick woke in pain. His whole body was on fire. He cried out, doubling over, sobbing in confusion, he didn't understand why it was hurting like this. He wasn't supposed to hurt like this. "Master." *Just as soon as we move into the Macon house, I am going to have to see to it that I collect four or five more for my needs. * Jessy pulled his Childe's head and fangs to his throat. *Go on, Childe, feed. I'm here for you. * Kris rolled over, stretching. "I remember going through this, lucky for him, he only has to do it once." She stroked the younger man's hair as he was locked to Jessy's throat. *Master, what is happening to me? I thought that once you did what you did, and I wasn't mortal anymore, that I was in the clear. Why does it hurt so much? * *Ssshh, Nick, I'm not your master anymore. You are my Childe. I am your father. And it is like this for every infant. You don't have to be afraid, love. You're hungry, nothing more. Just go on, and feed. If you still hunger after pulling away from me, your sister is old enough to help me with you. For the next few months, you are going to need to feed some where between ten and twelve times a night, and will wake during the day burning. * Nick pulled back, groaning. He hadn't realized how much blood he was going to have to drink in the beginning. "Damn." Kris giggled at him. "Poor baby, what did you think you would come away from our father, and just because you had lived all your life with him, that you would just slide into being one of us, without any trouble?" "Something like that. I don't get it. I know that by vampire standards, you are young, but I don't remember ever seeing you react like I just did. Is it because I was so old when I was finally allowed to become one of you?" "Nicky, I had been a vampire for just a little over seventeen years when you were born. I might have still been a Childe, but I wasn't an infant anymore. You are one now. And trust me. When I was as new to this as you are now, I was as bad, as you are, and in some instances, even worse. So relax." She pulled him close. Kissing him softly. "Welcome to the family, Nick." He chuckled softly. "Remember when I was little, and I used to like to pick on my big sister?" Kris laughed at him. "Try that again, kid, and I will beat you. I can now, you know. I had to put up with you being such a damn pest when you were seven and eight, I didn't dare squash you, you, were mortal at the time. But try to play those stupid games with me again, and I can and will. Being one of us, means if takes a whole lot more to hurt you and you do get hurt then you will heal fast." He pressed his head against her breast. "I haven't been seven or eight in gods, how long?" He pressed back against Jessy's chest as the older man moved to join Kris in welcoming him to his new life. Nick lay back, smiling as he rested between them. "My God, that was." He was speechless. "Welcome to the wonderful world of being family my son. Forget everything you ever thought. Now you will learn what it really means to love, and be loved." "Where is mother, I have to thank her again for giving me this chance. Had she never brought me here, gave me to this to grow up here, I would not be here now." Kris sighed. She would not cry again. She had cried herself out this morning as she helped Jessy clean Nick up after his death. "She's gone baby. She waited only long enough to know that our father would see to you and then asked to join Jake. She didn't want you to see her as she died. Wanted you to remember her as she had been while she was still alive. Our father, he gave her that. It almost killed him, but he gave her that." Emotions so strong that they all but rendered him unable to think struck him at the knowledge that his mother was dead. Had left him completely, and he hadn't even had the chance to say good bye. Jessy just held his sobbing Childe. It wasn't right, twice, he had two children and both had come to him from the death of a parent, it just wasn't right. "She was happy to go, Nicky. She had held on as long as she had, refused to beg release to join my Boy all for the love of you. But once she knew that you were going to be safe, she was happy to go." "But I didn't even get a chance to tell her good bye, that I loved her." He sobbed. "She knew, she always knew. Now, feed again my son. Let me help you to find yourself again, like I had to do so long ago with my soul and first Childe. * * * It had been a very hard morning for Kelly. He was dragged out of bed, forced to shower and 'dress' for the day, and be downstairs and working all by ten. Steven had been hard on him tale the whole time he was getting ready, using the crop to encourage him to move faster. Which wasn't easy. One of the first things his master had done to him upon rising, was attach a short chain with a three pound at the end of it, to the ring through his scrotum, so the every step caused the weight to swing, which only added to the discomfort. To make matters worse, he felt so dirty inside. Steven had not allowed him time to flush himself out as he always did in the morning before greasing himself up to be ever ready for both his masters, if they wanted to amuse themselves with him. Had gone so far as to forbid him that one bit of comfort for the next month. Which meant that he would have to eat a lot of shit after every time one of his masters made love to him, and he blew them to clean up the mess he had made of them. Worse yet, he was forbidden any lubrication for three months. And Steven had laughed at he looked at him in horror. Promising that he would come up behind him at least three times a day and have him drop his pants and bend for him. That was not including the number of times that Jessy would do the same. He had been forbidden to make a sound as Steven forced the butt plug into his rectum. No matter how much it hurt, he was not allowed to even whimper. Steven had made a sign, detailing what he was for the day, and what he was to do, and what was expected of him. Then with two thin chains, that had clamps at both ends, he hung it from his chest. One clamp of each chain biting into the paper of the sign. The other, biting, into his nipples. Was he ever going to see the end of this? He cried in his mind as the sharp teeth of the clamp's had bit into the tender flesh of his nipples. "Damn, Kelly, you advertising or something today?" David laughed as he walked into the room, as Kelly was busy, packing the many things on the shelves. Kelly closed his eyes as he turned around. So far, he had been lucky, and the only one to see him had been Steven, his master, but now, his luck was going to change. He turned around to face David. "I am being punished Master, for being such a stupid fuck." David read the sign that was hanging from Kelly's nipples. "Master, Mistress, this worthless slave is a stupid fuck, and is being punished. Please spank me and tease me before sending me back to my work. I am doing all the work, today, to pay for being such a stupid, useless, fuck'." David read the sign out loud. "What did you do to earn his wrath this time Kelly?" "Please, Master, this stupid fuck, he is ashamed of himself. Please, don't ask him to tell it again." Steven stepped behind his, lashing him hard across the back of his upper legs with the crop. "He gets to take a belt to you. For the time of your punishment you will obey everyone. He is your master, just as surely as I am. Now, you stupid fuck, your master asked you a question." Steven was very worried. Kelly had blow up the night before, and he had to make sure that he regretted his bad behavior or he feared Jessy would decide to see to it that he did. Kelly broke down into tears at the stinging pain on top of all the other pains he was suffering today. "Forgive me, Master. I was a stupid fuck, I yelled at my master, and threatened to hit him. Please, Master beat me, anything. This worthless slut is so very sorry." Steven just couldn't take it anymore. "Hush, Kelly. A stupid fuck you might have been last night when you did what you did. But you are not worthless, and you aren't a slut either. I have been with you for the last almost six years, and other than our master and mistress and the other slaves they own. You have been mine and only mine." He bit at Kelly's ear as he pulled his friend back against him. Jessy led Kris and Nick into the room. "What is up, Steven? He looks positively wretched." He noticed the sign that hung over Kelly's chest, by chains that were attached to the boy's nipples. "What is this?" He moved reaching for Kelly. *He reacted badly last night and ended up not only fighting with Steven, but threatening to hit him as well, Father. I stood over Steven as he whipped Kelly, and saw to it that any welts that opened were healed. I had Steven go out of his way to punish him last night, and I set it up that he would finish paying for his mistake. Please, Father, I took care of it. Kelly was wrong. He knows that. Don't hurt him anymore. * *I won't Kris, this is as much our fault as it is his. We have been so preoccupied with Puck and then Darlin, is it any wonder that one of them would finally snap? * *You're not mad at him? * *No Childe, I'm not, so why don't you just see that he finished up his packing, without the distraction that is on the sign and let it go. I know you well enough to know that that it doesn't really matter what he did. If you thought, it, worth punishing him. You already had to heal him once, and if that list on the sign on his chest was just an after though, then the boy has more than paid for what ever it was that he did. You know me, baby, when have I ever been prone to severely harm any of those in my care, especially if I know that the pet in question means as much to you, as Kelly does? * He hugged her to him. Kris squeezed Jessy hard for just a moment before moving to reach for Kelly. Stopping with a frown, as he fell to the floor at her feet. "What the hell is this Kelly?" She pulled at his arm, trying to get him to stand up again. "Please, Mistress, this stupid fuck, he is sorry, no more. Please, mercy." She pulled him close, shushing his whimper of pain as she removed the clams from his nipples. Bending to lick at the little trickle of blood where one of the teeth had broken the skin. "No more, Kelly. It's over." She held him as he tried to gather himself. "Let it go. We won't talk about it anymore." Carefully she unhooked the chain and weight from the ring in his scrotum. "Now, why don't you see if Steven can go with you and help you clean up and get dressed. You still have to do the work for the day, but that is all." "I complained to your Childe earlier that she was entirely too easy on those pets that you and she kept with you. And now I can see why." Anise commented from the door. "Like I told Pet, back when I finally was willing to explore this side of his nature with him. Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. I have never abused any of those in my keep, unless they needed abuse to be happy. And I can't see a day that I ever will. Love is the one thing that I have promised them all, and I just can't see abusing or neglecting them as a way to show my love." "Well, they are your pets, so I suppose you can deal with them anyway you wish. You would anyway. But, I was getting ready to leave, I promised your Childe I would safeguard her to her first home, and stay and support her until such time as you and those in your care make it there." He walked across the room to stand by Kris. "She cannot remain here Childe. Give her time, to recover from all that she has lost thus far." Jessy looked at Kris. "Baby, I knew that we would have to hurry and leave here, but I never realized that staying here was going to cause you this much pain." He took her from where she stood by Anise. "I trust my elder kinsman. If he says he will protect you, and see that you are cared for. I won't worry about having you away from me." He kissed her. "Go on, Childe. I will help the others finish collecting what it is we are bringing with us and then make the flight home." "Thank you, Father. I wish I could stand it, but all I see around me, no matter where I look is death." "I know. This place will not be used again for a long time. I am no more ready to return here than you are. Now, go. You have to hurry Childe. I want you underground long before the sun rises again." * * * Kris packed a quick bag, knowing that the rest would follow when Jessy and the rest came. The only thing other than her bag that she took with her was the painting that had been with her for so long. She might not be able to look at it for a while. But she had promised Ryan so many years ago, that she would always give it the place of honor it in the living area of any house that she called home. She missed cars. The feel of the ground under her as Anise drove into the night. Even if she had, had to change one too many flats in her time. But the new vehicles that were the latest in transportation just didn't seem the same. It wasn't really a ride, but rather more a glide. And okay, so they didn't pollute the air with gas fumes. Everything about the thing was electric. But there still was nothing quite, like the feeling of security of a real car around her. Jessy had spent years trying to get her past her fears and insecurities about anything that depended on air as transportation. But even after all this time. The memory of her parent's death still haunted her. 'Stop it'. She fussed at herself. 'It's just a damn hover shuttle. Keep this up, and you will never be able to cope with the flight'. "What is wrong, Childe. You have been silent for most of the drive, and the feelings I am getting from you are very stressful." Anise looked over from the driver's seat. "It's nothing Elder. I just don't like anything that fly's. Even if, it, just hovers." "Yes, your father has mentioned your dislike of flight more than once. Unfortunately there is no way I could hope to drive from Wales to Georgia in one night." "I know, we are going to be pushing it as is, no matter how fast that little rocket shuttle of mine fly's." * * * Kris walked through the house. Listening for the old happy voices. But only silence greeted her. She had come home again. The house that she had first met and became Jessy's Childe by adoption, had been sold a long time ago, and was now an apartment building. But this was, her, first real home. The first place that she had felt truly safe in. She smiled softly, ignoring the tears on her face as she hung Ryan's first present to her back where it had hung for over forty years. "We're home baby." She pressed her lips to her hand before laying against the black cloth that covered the painting. "We're home." The silence was oddly comforting to her as she walked the rest of the house. It was empty, but that emptiness could be filled with laughter and joy again so easily. And as quiet as it was, there was no cloak of pain and remorse. "Kris, Childe?" Anise lay a hand on her as she mused. "It's late. I know you did not rest much at light. Let me take you and hold you for now. I will see to it that I have Janis see to loaning you a pet or two until such time as you are able to either seek new ones, or your father brings those that belong to you and make it home." "I will soon enough, but I haven't been in the states in a long time Anise. Let me at least catch up on a little of what is new on the radio. I would say TV, but I don't know if that thing, with as old as it is, still works." She thanked her good luck that with as much as things had changed. Radio's were still pretty much the same. Fancier designs, and extra options since the last time she had used the one in her home. But the airwaves were still worked. As she listened, she snorted. 'Same shit, different day', she shook her head. She hadn't been in the US in almost fifty years, and for the most part nothing had really changed. Then an, add for the nightclub, 'Differently Pleasured' caught her attention. She was stunned. It wasn't possible. But she listened to the, add, and the address. It was the same place. She didn't understand how. It had been over a hundred years since Bobby had sold the club. But it was the same club. And as she listened in almost afraid to move as the commercial finished. She sat there, looking into nothing, trying to recover from her shock. The bar that Bobby had started so long ago, was still active, and even more, was offering submissives to buy and rent. She had heard of the new practice in the States, of taking and letting people, who had long term employment problems sell, themselves into service. For the most part this was just for state labor, handiwork and odd jobs, but some, like those who lived the same lifestyle as so many of hers did, as slaves, to the mercy of their owner. It was one hell of a twisted way to deal with unemployment. But for her, and her father and brother, it was going to be a sweet offer "Did you hear that?" She looked up to Anise. "Angel's old club is still around. And they are selling pets. We can go and get what ever we want, and pay for it before taking it home and making it ours for real. It took me a long time to get used to the thought of owning a mortal. But now that I have, I can see to it that when my father and brother get here. I have some slaves for them here, and Jessy won't have to worry about Nick's hunger on top of his and mine, being too great a risk for them." Anise nodded. "I am not at all sure if I like this regression to the practice of having indentured servants or not. I was born and grew up in a time when slavery was very common. It is how I came to be what I am now. I was my father's slave, called him master long before I did father. I have seen it occur over and over again, and each time, the power was too much for the master's." He smiled softly. "Well at least now, until such time as this is called to a stop, and trust me Childe, it will come to a stop soon or late. I know of many that learn of this who will take this chance and stock up. The knowledge that the ban has been lifted and making children again is no longer forbidden. They will be a greater need for mortal's than ever before as more and more children are made." "Can we go tomorrow, I want to see what I can do about getting a few before my father gets here." Anise laughed at her, pulling her tight against him. "Greedy thing aren't you, Childe?" He felt her against him, and the promise of sweetness in her arms. "We can go after sun set to see to your aims. But for now, I would much rather take you to bed with me. Kris turned in his arms, raising hers to wrap them around his neck. "Me too." Kris had not been this open and responsive with anyone but Jessy and Ryan in so very long as she filled Anise's arms, pressing her back against his chest as her mouth found his throat. Anise moaned, softly at the feel of her fangs sinking into his skin, and the forearm she had lifted and pressed against his mouth, offering him the tie that nothing but their kind could ever hope to share. With the first taste of her blood he was blown open as they linked in a bond of blood, love, passion and lust. His hands moved over her body, her breasts belly the slight dip to her sex. Stroking her almost without a care as he felt her smooth slick, wetness, sheath him, and he lost all thought. Kris broke away from feeding, gasping as her body exploded in to a kaleidoscope of feelings and emotions. She almost screamed as her orgasm stole over her. Thrashing in Anise's arms as she shook with the force of her release. "Oh, god, yes, harder, god, please, yes, oh YES!" She held his hand to her sex as another wonderful explosion took her ability to more than just lay against him and shake.
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 4 Anise was really rather amused with the Childe's excitement. But then again, she had not come from an age in a time when slaves were, a, common thing. She had made a quick dash out to one of the many women's clothing stores that seemed to be so plentiful. To choose just the things she wanted for the night, then hurried home to begin her transformation. "Would you believe I had to go to a antique clothing boutique to find a simple black dress, I would be caught dead in. These new fashions out today, suck. If I have to look at another, blowzy pastel, outfit. I am going to be physically ill." She stepped out of the bathroom, posing for Anise. "The woman kept looking at me like I had lost my mind when I went to buy this little number." The skirt was short, but not so short that it looked like something a woman with no taste would wear. The fabric hung to her body in a very pleasing way. She was not overly tall, but the heels she wore gave her a statuesque look. Her hair was the same short dark sable that it had been the day she died. It framed her face nicely. And oh what a face. Dark eye shadow, light but very striking blush, and her lips were for lack of any other analogy, a 'fuck me' red. "I hope I don't frighten too many of them tonight. I really want to get at least one, if not two. I can't keep feeding off of you, you didn't bring any of your pets with you when you came." Anise chuckled. "Childe, you are not a great burden for me, if you aren't able to chose one tonight. I am more than able to feed you if you need more." She smiled up at him, patting his cheek. "Be honest. You just want to get me in bed again." "I must confess Childe, guilty as charged." "Elder, just because I am looking for a new pet, doesn't mean that I won't sleep the day with you. I don't dare risk letting any one I take tonight spend the day with us when we are sleeping. Now once Jessy comes, and works on them a little, I am going to have to lock them in a bedroom while we sleep." "You sound more and more like your father everyday." "Who sounds like his mother, who sounds like her mother, who sounds like you. I am fairly sure that that is how it works, right?" She kissed his cheek, rubbing the smear of lipstick from his face. "Okay, can we go now? I'm so excited I'm about to burst." * * * The place didn't look much like she remembered it looking. If anything it looked even more dark and sinister. "Oh, wow." Kris stepped from Anise's small hover shuttle. Taking his arm as they both walked to the door. The man at the door, just looked past them as they entered. Not seeing them. Or seeing them, but the sight not registering in him. The almost overwhelming scent of blood, pain and fear hit them both as the door opened. Kris had to dig her nails into Anise's arm as she fought for control. "Maybe I should have eaten before coming here." She whispered to him. As she looked around the room. Seeing more than any mortal alive could see. The pain, fear and despair were almost as visible as the many naked, men and women, who walked around her. "Not bad, a little dated, but you carry it well my dear." A soft voice from one side. Kris looked up at a tall woman, in a dress, a lot like the one she was wearing, but it was much looser and had no sleeves. "Hello, I am Diane. I am the Mistress of Differently Pleasured. And I know what you both are, Aaron will be pleased to hear that you are back in town." 'So that is how it was done'. Kris shook the woman's hand. "I haven't seen Aaron in a while. Just as soon as Jessy comes with out pets, I am going to have to ask you master to please come over and mark our new pets." This place had been kept within the family for so long. She smiled it actually made a lot of sense. When they had first learned the rules to the care and feeding of mortals, It was highly encouraged that the pets that were best suited to their life, were those who were already submissives, and slaves at heart. "Would probably do him a world of good. After Maggy died, he started to mope around a lot. It took me everything I could muster to get him to step in and keep this club from turning into some disgrace to your pet that first opened it." "I couldn't believe it when I got back in just before dawn this morning and heard your commercial on the radio. I had thought surely by now, this place would be just a fond memory. But, it's, here in all it's delightful shameless, decadence." Diane smiled at her. Yes it is that. Please, Kris, is that your name?" "Yes, and please, you don't belong to me, and Aaron and I go way back, so if you would, just call me it." "Thank you, I have a reputation to keep up here, and I worry about confusing the many little ones we have here if they heard me calling you mistress. Kris only laughed at this. "Oh, before I forget. Diane, I would like to introduce you to my great-great grandfather, Anise. Anise, this is one of Aaron's girl's." Diane looked at him, with the beginnings of real fear in her eyes. "Master." She went to her knees at once. It was one thing to be friendly with Kris, her master knew her well, had helped Maggy tattoo many of the pets that came from and because of her. But the other, he was older than her master was. A, true Elder, Aaron had warned her many times of the touchiness of his kind once they reach the age that this one was. "Get up girl. I am not your master, Aaron is. You have no reason to fear me. I would never take you from your master." He held out a hand to her. She took it, coming to her feet slowly. "You are most kind, sir. So what is it that I can offer the two of you?" "Is it really true that you have mortals for sell here? The ban was lifted just a couple of days ago, and already, my father has a new Childe, my brother. And with as often as he is going to feed for a while, I was looking to collect a few more for the house to have for when they make it here." "Yes, it is really true. Look around. Those that are naked and without a collar are the ones that are offering themselves to whichever master or mistress is willing to take them. Those with the gold collar's belong to my master, and know what is expected of them if you look at one of them." She gave Kris a sharp look. "Are you hungry?" "Yes and no. Yes I am hungry, but no, I will not feed from one of Aaron's pets. So, do I just walk around, or what?" "No, if you would please come over here with me, I will call them together so you can have a look at what there is here tonight." Kris was about to thank her when a wall of terror and pain hit her. "What the fuck?" She spun as a young girl, screaming, struggled to get away from the woman who was trying to take hold of her small and badly scared breasts. "Please, mercy, Mistress, don't do that to me again. I'll be good, please." The taller woman, who was dressed in a classic, but tired Dominatrix outfit. "Got up girl. Or I am going to do far worse to you than what I have planned." Diane moved at once to step in. "Donna, I have asked you many times, that if you are going to abuse your slave, then do so at home. Your idea of amusement is a little much, even for 'Differently Pleasured'." "I am trying my best to get this stupid girl to obey, but as you can see, I have no option but punish her severely and often." "Please Mistress," the girl looked to Diane for mercy. "My mistress she is going to cut me again." Her little hands covered her breasts protectively. Kris watched on, anger rising in her blood. "What is the deal here, Diane?" She stepped forward, allowing the woman to see her for the first time. "Mind your own business girl. God I hate little girls that come in here that just play at what I am." Kris moved forward shoving the woman back. "Playing, honey you have no clue what you are talking about, or doing, if all you can think of is to abuse your slave like you so obviously have." The woman rose to her feet again where Kris had pushed her to the floor. "This slave is mine girl. Her body, her life and if I decide, her death is mine as well." "No." Diane moved to place herself between Kris and Donna. "Her life may belong to you. But you know the law. You kill her, and you are forever banned from another." "I am not going to kill the little chit. What sport would there be in that?" "Please, Mistress." The girl threw, herself, at Kris's feet. "She is going to cut me again." "Again, she's cut you before?" Kris knelt to see what the girl was trying to protect. Both nipples were a mass of scar tissue. From where they had been cut off and sewn back on several times. "Good Gods," she looked up at the woman. "Sport, you call this sport? What rational woman would do this to another?" Kris stroked the girl's hair as she clung to her weeping. "Don't let her fool you, she loves it, that is what has her so upset, she is afraid of what she is willing to do for me once I get her going. The last time I cut her, she came three times while I was sewing them back on." The woman sneered at the girl who clung to Kris. "Isn't that true, girl? Tell the silly wanna be Mistress, how much you love it when I make you bleed." The girl just sobbed even harder as she pressed herself against Kris. "Forgive me Mistress, but I, I can't help myself. I don't mean to be like that, but when she is right, when I get going, I can't stop." "It's not your fault, honey." Kris looked from the girl that lay in her arms to the woman. "You are no more fit to own another than a damn monkey. I am not just some wanna be like you accused me of being. I am a whole hell of a lot older than I look, and have been keeping pets for a long time. My father and I both have, and let me tell you this. Never, do you hear me, never in all the time that we have kept and loved them. Have either of us, pushed their limits past what any sane person would." She just shrugged. "What ever. Now come on girl. You have made enough of a scene tonight." She reached for her. "By the time I finish punishing you, you will be begging for it." "'NO'!" The girl curled up into a ball on the floor, arms going to cover her breasts and sex again. A flurry of activity as Kris grabbed the frightened girl, pulling her close. As Diane moved to grab Donna's arm. "Get out. You're no longer welcome here. I sold you that child, and I find you to be unfit to see to her. So get out." "You might rule this place, but she is mine. I became the sole owner of her when I paid that ridiculous price you wanted for her." *Childe, if you can get the poor thing to trust me long enough to allow me to protect her while you tend to the foolish woman. I will see to it that she has nothing to fear. * Anise's mind touched Kris's. *Thank you Anise. * Kris lifted the girl's face to smile down into her frightened gray eyes. 'Jessy is going to lose himself in these pretty eyes'. She thought to herself. "What is you name dear?" "I don't have one, Mistress. My mistress calls me girl, bitch, and chit." "Surely you had to have had a name once." Kris projected warmth and protective comfort. "Vicky, Mistress." Her trembling began to ease under Kris's power. "Vicky, that's a pretty name little one. Well Vicky, I came with a friend. He is just behind me. He is just as much a master as I am a mistress. Will you let him hold you? I promise that you will not be hurt." She stroked the girl's hair as the child cried. "My Mistress, she is going to kill me." She looked back at the angry woman. "No, Vicky, she won't. How much did she pay for you?" "More than you can afford." The woman snapped reaching for Vicky again. "Don't worry your little head girl. I have no plans to kill the little chit. Though by the time I am finished with her, she might wish I had." Kris's laughter, was, joined by both Anise's and Diane's. "More than I can afford? Woman do you have any clue what I am worth? I am the major stockholder of many of the most powerful corporations in the US. I have more money in more accounts than I can easily count. Have properties all over the States and three in Europe and Wale's. I could buy the club and every slave in it, without touching my true worth. Now, how much do you want for her?" "She paid me five thousand for her Kris. But with as damaged as the girl is, You really shouldn't have to pay her more than five hundred. It is going to take you years to undo what that stupid woman did to the girl." Diane didn't like this woman. Ever since she had bought Vicky, she had rapidly become more and more abusive, and power mad. To think, she was actually willing to dance with the danger that she was in angering not only one of her master's people, but two. And one of them an Elder that was so very old. "No, it isn't Vicky's fault that this bitch did to her what she did. I will not let her be devalued." She looked up at the woman. "I will not let her fell like she is less because of what you did to her. So I will pay you double what you paid for her. And Donna, if I were you, I would take the money and walk out of her with your dignity intact. If I have to push the point with you, I will see to it that you are made out to look like the fool you really are." She stood up, gently pulling Vicky up, and helping her to go into Anise's arms. "I have been out of town for a long time. But you don't want to mess with me. I have pull in some of the damnedest places. Mess with me, and by the time I am finished with you, you will be ruined." Kris wasn't the same girl that had started her life with Jessy so long ago. Having him as her father had helped her to grow in ways that no one would ever imagine. She reached into her bag and pulled out a card, handing it to Diane. "Would you kindly transfer ten thousand from my account to hers?" The woman looked at Kris and then at Diane. "You can't force me to sell my slave to you." Kris stepped close to her. "Wanna bet?" Her will came down on her. "Take the money, and crawl back into what ever hell hole that you crawled out of before I hurt you." Her voice was nothing but the barest of whispers. No one could hear her other than, those she wanted to hear her. "I would teach you a lesson that you would never forget, but I don't have time. For now, I am going to take Vicky home and see what I can do about seeing to it that she has a chance to heal." She waited for Diane to return her card. "Thank you Diane." She tucked it away again, before looking up at Donna. "Now leave. I have nothing to say to you at this moment. But you 'will' " her will came down, hard, on the mortal. "Return night after night, until such time as I do have time to deal with you. I warned you, when I told you that you didn't want to mess with me, but silly bitch, you chose not to listen." Vicky that Anise had been holding back moved to Kris as the woman who had hurt her so much walked away, looking lost and frightened. "Mistress?" "Idiots like that make me crazed." Kris began to growl. "What the hell did she think she was doing? No one has the right to do to another what she did to Vicky." Diane nodded. "We don't get many like her, and she didn't used to be that bad. If I had known that she was going to turn into such an abusive sadistical bitch, I would have never allowed her to buy your new slave. Now that that is taken care of, do you wish to see any more, or do you think the one is going to be enough for you at this time?" Kris cupped Vicky's face in her hand. "How are you dear? I came in to see if I could collect a few for my family. But if I need to take you and go, I will. She is gone, and I will never do more than just test your limits." "I belong to you now Mistress. What does it matter what I think?" "Because I am not that insane bitch I just bought you from. I know that there is no sin in being a sadist. Hell, I am one. But to take one like, you, who can't help themselves when they are pushed past a certain point and not back away. No, I don't know if these rules still apply, but I was always taught the two by-laws of this were safe and sane. And taking a masochist to the point that they no longer can think is neither. That is what a safe word is for. Now I'm going to ask you again. Do I need to take you and just go home and start seeing to it that I can walk you through what you have been through, or are you going to be okay for a little longer?" *Damn that fucking bitch, I am going to see to it that sooner or later, I get around to making her pay, for a very long time. There was no excuse for what she did to this girl. Look at the child's nipples, it is going to take me feeding her from me more than just once to start to make the scarring go away. * *I do not to intrude upon you Mistress. But, if the little one is as frightened as I think she is, I will see what I can do about seeing to it that there are many to choose from when you return again. * *Give her a minute, Diane. I really want to see what I can do about getting at least one maybe two more before I head home. But you are right, if she really is as upset as I am afraid she is. Then I will take her home. I can always feed from Anise again, if she isn't able to tend to all my needs yet. * Vicky looked at Kris. "You won't let her touch me again, will you Mistress?" She reached out and took Kris's hand, pressing her cheek to it. "Please, forgive me. But she, I couldn't help myself." "Your new Mistress, will never let that mad woman touch you again, child. There is no more need for you to feel fear." Anise lay a hand on Vicky's shoulder. Vicky kissed the hand she held. "Thank you, you are a kind mistress. I will be fine." She moaned low as the hand that she had been holding cupped her right breast, stroking it lightly. "Will it frighten you, baby, if I ask Anise to sit and hold you for just a little longer. He is like me, he would have never done to you what your old mistress did." Vicky looked back at Anise. "Will the master touch me Mistress?" Kris chuckled. "Probably, but remember he is with me, when I take you to my home, I plan on sharing you with him anyway, so it is better, don't you think, that you get used to a man's touch now instead of later?" She looked up at the Elder. "I shouldn't be too much longer, then we can take her, and anyone that I choose home and start to see what we can do about teaching them what it really means to be a slave to someone who actually knows what they are doing." Anise gathered Vicky to him. "Take you time my dear. I am sure that she and I will be just fine." Kris squeezed Vicky's breast once more before turning to see to what she had originally came here to do. Buy a few slaves. "Okay, Diane, where were we before that crazy bitch got in the way?" The mortal smiled at her. "I was about to warn you that this is a rather slow night, so you might not get quite the choice of pets as you would on a weekend. But there are some that are un-collared. If you will only follow me, I will see to alerting them that there is a buyer in the club." "Wonderful, so let me get a look at what is here." She followed Diane into the actual darkened club, heading for the bar. Kris stopped a whimper of pain from her as she set eyes on a painting that Ryan had done for Bobby so long ago. This was one of only five painting that he had done, that had a title. 'All In The Name Of Love'. Was across the bottom of the painting. And the scene was so painfully familiar that it made Kris want to weep. How many times had she watched on as Jessy had taken Bobby to the point that he was captured forever in the painting. "Aaron tells me that that is a portrait of the original owner of this club and his master. I have always loved it." Diane smiled at the painting. "I want that painting. I lost the creator of it last night. My father had to keep his promise to Ryan and set him free when he had reached the point that our blood couldn't keep mortality from hurting him anymore. I don't care how much Aaron asks I will pay it. Even if I can't bear to look at it right now. I am home, and I have to have it." Diane nodded. "Let me call the ones that are here to offer themselves for purchase, and then I will go and call my master." She whispered to Kris, reaching for the button for the slave call bell. At the sound of the bell, there was a flurry as young naked mortals hurried to where she stood. "There you have it. As I said, this is a slow night. But with any luck you can find more than just that poor thing you saved from Donna." She slipped away. Kris looked over the six that knelt there. Only two boys and one of the two were chained to one of the girls by the rings in their nipples. "So, how many of you are willing to offer yourself to me?" She reached down and touched one, the boy that knelt before her. "How about you, pretty boy? Does the prospect of having a home and a mistress and two master's interest you?" She lifted his chin to look down into hi face. "You are very pretty, dear. What is your name?" The boy that she was talking to looked up into her eyes. "Jamie, if it pleases you Mistress." He wasn't a small boy, nothing like Ryan had been, nor was he as powerfully built as Jake had been. But he was pleasant to look at. Dark auburn red hair, and dark, but clear green eyes. She knew that Jessy would just love this one as much as he would love Vicky that she had just bought. "So, Jamie, you never answered my question. Will you be afraid if I bought you? Knowing that it is not just I who you will answer to but two other masters as well?" Jamie looked troubled for a moment. Did he mind the thought of her as his mistress? No, of course not, but the thought of having to submit to a man, even, worse two of them. But he only had a few more days before the state would come and take him to one of the forced labor camps, where he would have to work ten to twelve hours a day. "If you think I could please you Mistress, I will submit to you, and any master you give me too." He would not beg. Would not cry. He had made this decision just short of six months ago, and better to be a slave to one or two, even three, than to be nothing but one of the slaves that worked for the state. To be fed, housed and denied anything but the threat of rape from his keepers. He would rather be a slave to a few than many. Even if, that, included having to suffer for them. "Go on over there and kneel pretty boy. Let me see what else I can find. And don't be afraid Jamie, I am not known to abuse those in my keeping." She stroked his hair before looking up at the others that were kneeling there, watching her. She looked over them all, touching each mind lightly before deciding to move on. She wanted easy to handle pets, not ones that she would have to make a habit of punishing. It was one thing to play the games that those like the little girl she had just saved loved. But, to have to punish them, no. She usually left the uglier duties of maintaining discipline to her father. Her eyes stopped on the two, the boy and girl that were chained together. "And what have we here?" "Twins." Diane returned. "I spoke to Aaron, he say's that you may have it, and he mourns your loss." "Make sure you extend my gratitude to Aaron when you make it home tonight. Now why are they chained together like that?" "So that where one goes, they are hoping that so will the other. I went by the state holding to see if there were any who would rather serve as slave to us, than go into a labor camp. I think their stepfather had hoped that they would be well gone by now. But as you can see, selling them as a pair isn't easy. I have had plenty of offers for one or the other, but none that would accept both." "Why not? They are adorable. Look at that hair, those eyes, the girl has such a sweet figure, and the boy, now he is what I call hung." "Yes, but they are both virgins, and the going rate for a virgin is ten thousand. And many can afford one, but not both. Though in this day and age, how they got to be the age they are, looking the way they do and still remain untouched is beyond me." Kris looked at the two closely. *Diane, how old were you told these two were? * *If I am not mistaken Mistress, twenty. I go about once a week and go through the new selection, and aim for those between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five. * *I have been out of the states for a long time. When I was here last, this wasn't happening. So tell me, what are the age requirements for those that is either slave here or in the state work camps? * *For those that are forced in, it is twenty, but there are many who, now that this is the way of things offer themselves. Jobs are very hard to come by Mistress, and many of the younger ones, would rather volunteer than be bound and dragged when they have been unable to find work for a year. Why, how old are they? * *Seventeen, and just barely that. I will do your master a favor seeing as he has been so wonderful about the painting, and take them off your hands, gods only know what would happen if their real age gets out. * She reached down to take the boys hand, motioning him to stand, his sister following. "And what is your name, dear?" "Carry, Mistress. This is my sister, Tammy." He was trembling. "If it pleases you." "You both are very lovely. If I offered to take you home with me, like I did Jamie, do you think that you would be able to come without fear?" She touched the chain that linked the two together. "Mistress Diane tells me you both are virgins, is that so?" "Yes, Mistress. That was why my stepfather sold us. He didn't want anything to do with me, and I wouldn't let him touch my sister." He looked down. "So he drugged us, and sold us to the slavers before we could do anything to stop him." "And how was it that you came to be here?" "Mistress Diane, she came into the holding area where we were being kept with a lot of others, and offered us a different option." "Who pierced you child? And who set it up that you were offered as a pair instead of single?" "It was my idea." The girl's voice was soft. "Dennis is my twin, had kept my stepfather away from me. I don't want to lose him Mistress." She began to cry softly. "Please Mistress, don't take him away from me. I will go, even if that means I have to do anything to keep him." "Well, I think I have done rather good for one night Diane. Two boys and" She looked at Denise smiling, "two girl's. So what is my bill for my shopping trip going to run me?" "Jamie's cost if five thousand. And the twins are ten each. That comes to twenty-five hundred. Shall I get them all cloaks, or do you plan to take them out like they are now and exposed?" "Could you please loan me a cloak for Vicky as well, the girl has been through enough tonight without the added humiliation of being taken out as she is right now." Diane went to first get the needed cloaks before she went behind the bar again to retrieve the key to the small pad locks that had been used to connect the chain to the twins. Carefully taking down the painting that Ryan had done so long ago, to bring it with the key to Kris. Anise looked up from where he had been amusing himself with Vicky, listening to the girl moan as his fingers rubbed between her legs, occasionally tugging of the ring there. "So, I see you have been busy." "Aren't they sweet looking. I never realized when I came out tonight looking for a few for the house that I would luck into so many, trained pets. Nor did I think it was going to cost me what it did. She was ten, Jamie here was five and those two, the twins, were ten each. Virgin's cost more it would appear." She held up the painting Ryan had done so long ago. "And you will never believe what has lasted the years. I know it was probably a very popular painting here, but I had to have it back. Anything of Ryan's I can get back, I will buy or steal." "Your father used to tell me about that painting. He will be happy to see it again." "Well, I'm done here, unless you want to look at the others that are still here, I am ready to go home." "Well then my dear, let's go." He eased Vicky off his lap. Taking the cloak Kris offered to wrap around her. "You do know that even though this sweet one that you saved is no virgin to women, she has never been with a man. Jessy is going to have so much fun with her, I do think I am more than just a little envious." "So, Melody will have a close friend when she finally makes it in with the others. I am happy for her. Now if we can only come up with three more, I will have seen to it that none of those in my house, when they are not with Jessy, Nick or I sleep alone."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 5 The ride home was quiet. The new four just sat there, not speaking. The only one of them that had ever been a slave, to an owner, was Vicky. And she wasn't ready to risk irritating her new mistress, by saying anything. Anise had to reach over more than once to lay a supportive hand on Kris as she struggled with the stench of fear that filled his hover shuttle. He was worried. Perhaps his young kinswoman had bitten off more than she could chew at the moment. *Hold on Childe. Soon enough I will help you with them, just a few more minutes. * *I know, I keep telling myself that, but I am so damn hungry, and the smell of fear and blood is about to drive me mad. * *So you have any plans for them, other than to feed? * *I haven't decided as of yet. Jamie I don't think is going to be that much of a problem. Even though he has never let a man touch him, he is far from innocent. But the other two, I am going to blood bond them to me, and see what kind of shape they are in once I do. I was a virgin when Marcus killed me. And I have never dealt with a boy that was, so it is going to be interesting. But Tammy, I want to save her for my father and brother. And Vicky, well you were with her for a little while tonight. Do you think she will welcome you? * *After feeding, I do not think any of these children will think twice. But how are you going to handle the little present you have for your father? She is going to be blood bonded to you, and if you do that, and do not show her some attention, she is going to feel very much singled out. * *I didn't say I wasn't going to give her any attention, only letting you know if it were okay with you, I would really rather her first man be Jessy. Trust me, Elder, I have many plans for those four, back there. * The rest of the ride home was peaceful. Kris sat by Anise, gripping his hand, as he offered her the strength to keep herself together. But she was never so happy to see the little house that she had once and now did again, call home, in her life. "Okay, kids, we're home." Kris slipped out of the seat, waiting for the four to follow her. The four followed her, quietly. Too confused, or, afraid to do anything but. Vicky was the only one of the four that had ever lived as property of someone else for anytime. And her old mistress had, been of the ilk that had her almost more frightened than the other three that were now sharing her new life. Kris stepped up close to her, bending in to whisper. "It's okay honey. No matter what is said tonight, keep in mind, I haven't hurt you." "Yes Mistress." She looked down as Kris took her hand and led her the other three behind her into the house. Then down into the living area. "I know this place looks a but dusty, but I just got back in town yesterday, and haven't had time to see it be taken care of. That is one of the reasons why I needed to go out and get the four of you. I haven't been in this house in over a hundred years." She stopped waiting for their reaction. Her wait wasn't long. All four of them looked at her like she was crazy. She couldn't really mean what she had just said. It had to be a figure of speech. She didn't look much older than the twins did, and most certainly no older the Jamie. "A hundred years, Mistress?" Vicky braved her notice. Kris took her other hand. "Now I want you to listen to me. Please remember all of you. I might be your mistress, but I have never hurt any of those that Jessy and I owned, ever." She knew how they would react to what she was about to tell them. "I am, a vampire." There she had said it. She looked to Anise, just to see if he was close enough to help her when the four she had lost it. *You there Elder, in case I can't keep them in line? * *Yes Childe, I am here. But I am really not worried about you. So far you have done well with them. * The four that stood there looked at her, with looks of shock and confusion on their faces. She couldn't have said what they thought she said. 'Vampire', their new mistress, was telling them all she was a vampire. Denise buried her face against her brother's chest. "She's going to kill us." She began to cry. Kris just held onto Vicky's hands as the girl tried to pull back, a protesting cry escaping from her lips. "No, Denise. I'm not going to kill you, or at least not for a long time. Eventually either my father or I will have too. Either kill you or make you one of his children, like he made me and, my, little brother. But that won't happen for a good hundred and seventy to hundred and ninety years or so. We need you all as pets, feeders so we don't have to hunt." She was going to have to do something that she was still not too terribly good at, and see if she could hold them still and silent long enough for her to explain things to them. "Now, I want you all to listen to me." She reached out and captured their attention. Holding it to her, by her will alone. She was pulling it off so well, but she could still feel Anise's quiet force supporting her. Being there, just incase she faltered. "Okay. Yes, I am a vampire. Vampire's are real and exist in the world. But I do not want to hurt any of you. So if you will listen to me and agree to all of this without a fight, I won't have to. But if you don't accept this willingly, I don't know if I can take your will. Jessy could at my age, but I have never had a reason to try. I will not only feed from you, but also share my blood with you. Our blood offers many things. Strength, youth, health, you will look just like you do right now for a very long time. When I first come to live with my father, who was only my cousin at that time, the keeping of mortals as pets and feeders was still a very new thing. But now, it's gotten to the point that we pretty much know what to expect with them all. Randy, was Jessy's first pet. He lived with him for, a, little over a hundred and eighty-two years. We had to take more. The seven we have now, just won't be enough. Not with the fact that Nick is a newborn." She looked deep into the frightened gray eyes of the young mortal whose hands she held. "Vicky, are you listening to me? I would really rather you give yourself to me willingly. I have had to help Jessy, in the past, walk four of our pets through having their wills taken." She released her left hand to reach up and stroke her cheek. "Now I am going to let you go, so we can have a talk. So tell me honey, are you going to go into this willingly, or am I going to have to take your will from you for a little while and ease you into your new life that way?" A solid wave of terror hit her from Vicky. So strong and forceful that it almost knocked her back a step. "Ssshh, Vicky. No one is going to hurt you little one. I know the thought of anyone taking your will is frightening. That is why I trying to get you to say yes, so I won't have to. But if I have to, it's okay. No one and nothing is going to be allowed to hurt you, any of you, while your mind wanders." She let her hold on, Vicky drop. "Now, honey, will you give yourself to me willingly? Or would it be easier on you to just let me take over and help you that way? You can talk again, little one." Vicky looked at her, bottom lip trembling. "Mistress, what do you want me to say?" Her eyes filled with tears. "You already own me, my life is yours. But, now," she looked down. "I am nothing, just a slave. If you mean to kill me Mistress, and it pleases you to do so. Then, it is your choice." She looked up, fighting her fear. "But please, Mistress, if you mean to kill me. Please, just, do it. Don't use my weakness against me." Kris cupped Vicky's chin, smiling at her. "I'm not going to kill you baby. I didn't save you from that psychotic bitch, just to kill you. Now, just close you eyes, sweetie. I promise, it only hurts for just a fraction of a second, and then, well, you'll find out soon enough." She gently turned her head, exposing her throat. Leaning in to kiss her skin lightly, before letting her fangs sink into it. Vicky made a brief, almost cry as the pain of the bite lanced through her, but the pain was so very brief, and then. She cried softly, pressing herself against Kris as her vampire mistress fed from her. Kris knew that she couldn't feed as much as she would like from this mortal, she was as of yet unbound. "There you go, love. See, told you, I wasn't going to hurt you. I am not going to hurt any of you." She kissed the wounds as they closed. "Well, I guess, I could hurt you, just a little. After all that is what got you into all of this, wasn't it?" She pushed the cloak off Vicky's body, leaning forward to kiss her shoulder. Vicky leaned forward, moaning as she felt her mistresses hands begin to roam over her body. Her breasts, tugging at the rings in her nipples lightly, before a cool, strong hand traveled down her body to brush her bush. Gently parting the lips, to seek her hidden secrets. Kris's hand increased pressure, slightly as she began to stroke her. "Are you ready now, sweetie?" "Ready, Mistress?" She stood, there, against her. Trembling, half in fear, half in want. Kris smiled at the younger woman, lifting her hand from where it had been, teasing her, chuckling at the blood on her fingers. "Oh, my. Now this is a new treat." She licked her fingers, tasting the sweetness there. "What are the odds that this night, of all nights, you would start your cycle? If I didn't know better, I would think you were teasing me." She lowered here hand again, heedless of the blood, or perhaps seeking it out. She had been with Jessy for near two hundred years, and this was the first time she had ever came across this wondrous happenstance. To think, she could have fed, at or at least snacked on this girl, without ever frightening her. She chuckled as she brought her finger back up, stained with blood. "Open your mouth, Vicky." She waited for the girl to obey, before offering her the blood stained finger. "Taste yourself. See how sweet you are." She made soft tisking noises, as Vicky closed her eyes, a single tear rolling down her cheek as she sucked on her finger, ashamed at the thrill she was feeling at being ordered to suck her own menstrual blood from Kris's finger. "Tell you what, sweet heart. Why don't you stand over there, and continue to amuse yourself, while I tend to the others." She took the girls hand in hers, directing it to her own sex. "But remember this, little one. I wand you to cum, and every time you do, you have to lick your own fingers clean, and start again." She brushed her lips against the girls, before leaning to press her lips against her ear . "And I want you to cum, and cum at least three times. You can do that for me, can't you?" Vicky began to cry. "Please, Mistress don't do this to me. You know I will, I have to, but please. Don't use my weakness against me." Kris cupped her chin, looking down into her face. "Hush, I will do this, and you will love it. Trust me, sugar, by the time I get back to you, you will be more than just willing to obey me, after seeing what I offer the rest, you will beg for it." *Elder, can you come and help her? You really should taste her. It is as sweet if not sweeter than what I just took from her. * *You honestly have never tasted a woman's flow before? I thought for sure, with as many of them as you and my great grandson have gathered, you would have had this chance at least once. * *If Jessy has, he never told me about it. And if that is the case, I am going to be just a little put out by him. She tastes wonderful. * Kris carefully pushed Vicky back towards Anise. "Relax, honey, you know Anise. Did he hurt you earlier?" Vicky was in tears. "No, Mistress." "Then you believe that he won't hurt you now, right? Or at least no more than I allow." She smiled at Anise as she turned to address the other three. "See, I didn't hurt her, and she is of the kind that likes to be hurt, no matter how much she protests. So trust me, if I didn't hurt her, I won't hurt any of you." She stepped closer to Jamie. "Drop your cloak, pretty boy." "Are you going to do to me, what you did to her?" Kris just laughed at him. "Yes, and no, Jamie. Do I plan to feed from you, and bond you to me, yes, but am I going to have you stand to one side while I tend to the others, and play with yourself, no. It would be pretty hard for me to have you do what Vicky is doing. You are a boy, and unless things have seriously changed over night. You don't have a period to deal with." "Is it going to hurt Mistress? Please, I'll do it, you know I will, but if it is going to hurt, please tell me so I know what to expect." Kris turned her back to him. "Would you unzip me Jamie. And no, or at least not really. The pain is brief, just a flash, and then it is," she just smiled as she began to undress. "Baby, there aren't words for what it is like. And when I bind you, by blood to me. That is even better. Trust me Jamie. All your fears are about to leave you." She let her dress fall to the floor as she pulled him close. "Close your eyes, pretty boy. Trust me. I am about to make your darkest fantasies come true." Jamie cried out once, but only for a second, as Kris's fang's found his throat. And then, he had never dreamed anything could feel like this. He pressed himself even closer to her, opening to her touch as she fed from him. She was right, he wasn't afraid anymore, or at least not of her. His fears were of a different sort all together. He was terrified that she would pull back now, and never allow him to feel this again. Kris shushed him as he cried out in protest as she stepped back. "Come with me, pretty boy, I have something even better for you." She led him by the hand to the table where a knife lay. "Okay, baby, you ready to be mine forever?" "Yours forever?" He moaned. Yes he wanted to be hers forever. To feel, what, he had just felt again and again, for the rest of his life. Yes, he wanted to be hers forever. "Please, Mistress." Kris lifted the blade to her throat, cutting deep into her jugular. "Then drink Jamie. Drink and say goodbye to normal life." She pulled his head to the wound. "Drink baby. Be mine." The desire he had felt as she fed from him multiplied ten-fold, as her blood passed his lips, and he almost lost consciousness. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder. Holding on he tried to keep the blood flowing. But it was just a sip or two, maybe three before the wound closed. "No, please no." He sobbed against her. She cupped his face in her hands. "You are mine pretty boy." She kissed him softly. "Now sweet heart. You go stand over there, with Anise and Vicky. I'll be back soon enough. But I still have to see to the twins." Jamie held on to her. "Please, Mistress, again." She just smiled. "Soon, baby. But first, I have a few things left to take care of. But I promise this, I want you as much as you want me, and I will take you tonight." She pulled him close, holding him tight. "Now, pretty boy, go on, I am sure that Anise and Vicky will give you something to do." "Yes Mistress," Jamie stepped back, so full of want, but afraid as well. His mistress had ordered him to submit to a man, the first man that he had ever bent for. Kris stepped towards the two that were still watching her with so much fear. "Hello, dear one's. How are the two of you holding up?" Dennis pulled his sister down as she came close. "Fine Mistress, if that pleases you." Kris growled low. "Come on you two, get up. I don't do the kneeling and groveling bit real well." She looked back to where Anise was keeping Vicky busy. "Or should I say, if it isn't your way, I don't need it. Vicky, yes, hell if I don't miss my mark, Jamie might end up being as amusing. But you two, no. I know how old you are, and I know how wrong what was done to both of you was. And I promise this, if you will only trust me. Once my father and brother get here, we will see about teaching that sick fuck a lesson he won't ever forget." Dennis and Denise came up a mixture of fear and hope in their eyes. "You mean that Mistress? You will make our stepfather pay for what he did to us, and what he tried to do to Tammy?" Dennis held his sister close. "If you had only told Diane what was done to you, she could have told her master, and trust me. Aaron might be a lot bit homophobic. But he is no more likely to put up with the abuse that I have picked up from your mind, than Jessy or I am." She stroked Tammy's cheek. "So tell me honey, why didn't you tell anyone what was done to you? You both are just barely seventeen. If you had been brave enough to trust her with you story, Aaron would have, I am sure, taken you both as his, and he would have seen to it that your stepfather was made to hate life for the wrongs he did to both of you. Slaves you might have still been, but pampered and cared for." Denise looked at her in shock. "The mistress Diane is a slave too? But she owns the club, selects all the slaves that are sold there. How can she be a slave too?" "Aaron owns the club. She merely operates it. And there are slaves, and then there are slaves. She is like one of ours and a bit of a sadist in her own way. I had no clue that the club that been kept in the family, so to speak. But when you think about it, there really isn't surprising, nor is it a shock for his pet to run the place. Now, before I take this any farther, tell me. Why did you keep your age and what was done to you a secret?" Dennis looked at her, a fierce protectiveness in his eyes. "I would rather be a slave else where, that stay at home. He drugged us Mistress. If he could do that to sell us, he could have drugged me and, then, hurt my sister. I won't go back, better to be a slave than go back." His eyes dropped. It wasn't his mistress's fault what had been done to them. "I'm sorry Mistress. Please, if you feel that someone needs to be punished for this deceit, please let it be I. Please, don't hurt my sister." Kris just chuckled softly reaching up to stroke his cheek. "I'm not going to punish you, sweetie. Trust me, I can understand why you did that. How were you to know that Diane was as much a pet to one of my race as, you, are. Hell, before tonight, you probably didn't believe in vampires. Let it go. Now, you remember what I said to Vicky? Are the two of you going to go into this willingly, or am I going to have to help you make the transition?" Denise turned her head, offering her throat. "I won't fight Mistress. Just please don't hurt my brother." She tried not to flinch as Kris pulled her close. "Please Mistress, I'm begging you." Kris pulled back, reaching to touch Denise's breast. *Elder, I think I have a problem here. * *What can I do for you Childe? * *Denise, I can't seem to reach her, she is still so afraid. I'm not real good at trying to ease them into things. Jessy, he's never had call to teach me how to do this. He has always seen to it that we had plenty of feeders and pets. But now, Vicky I did real well with her. And you saw how Jamie was with me. But, Denise, she's just too far-gone for me to reach and, if I don't get her under control fast. Then Dennis is going to be the same way. * Anise pulled away from Vicky who he had been holding up, toying with her body as she struggled to obey Kris. "Be a good boy, and hold her for me, lovely boy. I need to help your mistress with a few things." Jamie nodded. "Yes, Master." He struggled to move fast enough to move to take Anise's place behind Vicky. "Okay, Childe, what is the problem here?" "Can you talk to her for me Anise. I keep trying to tell her that I am not going to hurt either of them and she just won't listen to me. I had hoped that they would be as easy as Vicky and Jamie, but I don't' think they are behaving the way I want them too. Can you help me? You're old enough to help them without risking the loss of identity that I would end up doing." Anise nodded, looking at Denise. "Poor child, your mistress is right when she asked me to help her with you. You are far too afraid to go into this comfortably." He stroked her cheek. "Look in my eyes little one. Listen to what I am saying to you." He called up his power to gently take over. "Now, my child, are you listening to me?" "Yes, Master." She whispered. *Then hear me dear. You are in no danger. Your brother is in no danger. Just give yourself to this and relax. * He was careful. He didn't want to crush her mind, and without being as careful as possible, he just might. Dennis tried to break Anise's contact with his sister. "No, please, Master, don't do this. I'll go, please. If I obey, she will see that no one will hurt her." He was near tears. He had spent the last four years protecting his sister from his stepfather, and now, he was just so use to protecting her for anything that could or would hurt her. "Please, here, see, Mistress, take me. Let her see that you won't hurt us. I swear, if she sees me and knows I am safe, she won't fight you." Kris pulled him close. "Ssshh, baby. Why the tears? You saw me with Vicky and Jamie. Surely you both know I am not going to hurt you. I was the one that stood and protected Vicky, remember. If I was willing to save her from the insane bitch that hurt her so much, why would I suddenly turn into a bitch myself?" *Go on Kris, if the girl sees that her brother is safe, perhaps I won't have to take this any farther. I am no fonder of forcing them to me than you or he. * Anise was rather pleased with the willingness that the young mortal was showing. True it was to protect his sister, but still. If Kris could show them, both, that they were safe and do so without the need of force. It would be better in the long run. Kris tightened her arms around Dennis. "Watch baby, see that I am not going to hurt him, or you." Anise had to hold Denise to keep her from trying to interfere. "Stop, child. You knock your mistress off balance, you run the risk of your brother being seriously hurt." He held to close as she held her breath as Kris fed from her brother. The pain of the bite was sharp, but mercifully brief, and once the pain passed, the heat and joy that took its place had Dennis moaning holding on to Kris. For the first time in his life, short though it might be, he felt the rush of heat and the intense mind numbing joy of orgasm. She hadn't touched him, no one had. And yet he had came. Kris smiled as she lifted her hand, gathering his release that had struck her as he had succumbed to the joy of his first time being fed from. "Baby, if you are going to get that responsive from just being fed from, them doll, I can't wait to see how you are going to be when I bind you to me." She offered him her hand. "Go on Carry, clean my hand, it's your mess after all." She kissed the side of his face as he obeyed her, his blush almost as red as a rose. "Now, baby, come, you ain't felt nothing yet." Denise watched, more confused, than afraid now. "Dennis?" "Hush, dear. Your brother is quite safe, and so are you. Just give your mistress a little more time with him. Watch and learn." Anise smiled. All in all, his great grandson had done very well with his Childe. For one so young, she was years farther along than he had thought she would be. And her willingness to ask for help, even when she didn't need it, just to be sure that she didn't, was a sign of her training. Kris lifted the knife to her throat again. "This time, baby, it is your turn to drink. Knowing when you do, you are, and will always be mine." He was so caught up in the joy of what he had just felt, and the warm pleasure that still glowed in his body that he could do no more than just nod. He now truly believed she would never hurt him, to his sister. If there had been any question, it had been lain to rest with her first feeding from him. Again, the knife cut her throat, and again she pulled another pet to her to bind him for life to her and her father. And through them, her brother as well. Dennis couldn't think, as, the blood passed his lips. It was so good that it was almost painful. The pleasure was more than he had dreamed anything could ever be. And as Kris supported his as he held on to her, he gave into it again. * * * Jessy looked over the house. He was so ready to leave. Everything was packed. All in all, when it came down to it, other than a few things other than the personal things of his pets, and what he was bringing for him and Kris, there really wasn't much that would leave this place. Anise had been right; they would need this place again one day. Not all the pets he had could be offered the chance to go on and become one of them. So in the end, they would have to return to this place, again and again over the centuries. But thankfully not for quite some time to come. "Okay, everything is packed. We are leaving with the setting of the sun tomorrow. As is, I am going to have to contact Janis to see if anyone took the time to set up a com-vid. Probably not, I hate to show up unannounced, even if it is to my own home. I am hoping that she is close enough to her father to pass on the news of out impending arrival." Jessy pulled Nick close. "I also have to tell her of you, Childe. You have no idea how happy your grandmother is going to be that you are now my True Childe." "I stopped calling her gram the night I became one of your pets. I think I will make her day real soon by calling her that again, and this time, I can really mean it." Nick was still so blown away about finally being allowed to be what he had hoped, but never really dared believe he would ever get to be, for so long. Jessy smiled at his son. "She was always to tickled when you called her that. It will do the old girl a world of good to hear it again." He reached to tap out the number that would connect him to his mother. He was beginning to believe as the chime sounded over and over again, that Janis was not at home. But finally there was an answer. "Jessy, I am glad to hear from you. Did Anise make it to you in time?" She looked a bit disheveled, but happy. "Yes and no mother." Jessy hated that he would have to tell her of Puck's death, but hate it though he did, he would. "I had had to release Puck, only a few hours before he made it to me, but with his coming, I was able to save Nick. You have a new grandson mother." Janis's face went through a far range of emotions, from sorrow to joy. "Damn them. I had so hoped that my grandfather would make it to you in time. How is Kris holding up?" "As best as any her age could be expect to be mother. It was so close when, Little One died, and then when I had to let Butch go I thought I would lose her for sure. But with Puck, if it hadn't been for the fact that she now has a True Brother, I believe she would have finally given up. But fortunately for me, she is made of sterner stuff than I gave her credit for. After Nick's making, I had to let his mother go, and she is the only thing that kept me from falling apart. It has been a very hard twenty years on us." She looked at him with alarm in her eyes. "You should have called me sooner Childe. I might be half a world away, but for you, I would have done anything, even if that meant braving the sun to get to you." "Anise was here, Janis. He helped me with Nick, and then took Kris and is staying with her in our first house. That is why I called. Are you close enough to reach him? We leave at sunset tomorrow, and I want to make sure she knows we are coming. I would call her, but when we left that house, there was no com-vids." "You can still contact her, it works, just no picture. And no, I am no where near close enough to reach him. Did she take any of your pets with her, or is she relying solely on Anise?" Jessy smiled at her. "That is one of the reasons I am in such a hurry to get back to her. She left with him alone. I know he is old enough to see to her, but I know my Childe and mate well enough to know that she will feel guilty for any imagined hardship she puts on him." "Well, you go on and contact her, and I will see what I can do about coming to see my new grandson as soon as possible. Puck was loved, greatly by many of us, and will be mourned and missed for a very long time. But life goes on, and you have a new Childe to tend to." "He is looking forward to seeing you again mother. He misses his years that he knew you as only gram." Janis laughed. "Oh dear, I had forgotten that name. Yes, I too look forward to hearing it again. Now go and talk to your Childe." The screen went blank. * * * Anise looked up as the phone rang, from where he had been watching as Kris welcomed Tammy, proving to the girl, as she had all the rest so far, that she was not going to hurt her. 'Who in the world could this be? No one knows anyone is here'. Anise reached for the receiver. "Yes?" "How is she doing Elder?" Jessy didn't mix any words. He was very concerned about Kris. She had left here last night, and yes, she was holding up, but just barely. Anise looked up as another mortal that had been introduced to the joy of being singled out by one of his people all but hurt herself trying to push Kris to the floor so that she could take it farther. "Oh, she's doing just fine Childe. Never fear, your daughter does you proud." Anise could almost hear the weight lift from Jessy's shoulders. "She doing anything drastically important right now, or do you think she could be dragged to the phone to speak to her father?" "Any other time, there would be no question, but right now, give me a moment." Anise lay the phone on the table where it sat. Kris jerked her head up, at Anise's gentle touch from where it had been pressed against Vicky's throat, as the girl was taking from her as well. Her face was smeared with blood, and an almost animal like ferociousness filled her eyes. *Calmly Childe. You have done so very well with those you have taken into your care so far, do try not to destroy that delicate trust with them by losing control. * He warned. Kris had to, fight, herself. She didn't want to pull back, but Anise was right. If she didn't pull back now, for a little while at least, then Vicky would die, and that would not do anything to help her efforts. "Damn." She rolled off the girl. "Are you okay honey?" Vicky's large, very clear gray eyes looked up into hers with confusion. "Why did you stop Mistress? Was your slave being bad?" Kris just laughed. "I take it that you are just fine. And no, you're being anything but bad. But I have to pull back a little for now. Between you, Jamie and Dennis, it's been one of those nights, that I have been tempted, left and right." "And she needs to speak to her father." Anise motioned to the phone that lay on the table. "Jessy is waiting, he is concerned for you Childe. Last he saw you, you were not at all in a good state of mind." "He's on the phone, right now? I didn't think that kind of phone still worked once the new ones with video linkage became popular." She reached down and patted Vicky on the side of the cheek. "Be back with you soon enough little one. Trust me, I am far from finished with you." She slowly pulled away, too accustomed to nakedness to feel any shyness as she moved to the phone. "I am seriously glad I have the money I do, Father, this call is I know, costing me a fortune." Jessy chuckled. "Anise tells me you are doing very well. And by the sound of things, he is right. I never thought you would get home and hurry out and start gathering new pets quite as quickly as it seems you have. So, love, how many, and is my great grandfather helping you with them?" "Remember the bit of news that we got from the states a year or so back, the way the government was finally dealing with the major unemployment problem?" "Yes, they were taking them into labor camps to see to it that they no longer were a strain on the welfare of so many of the states, what has that got to do with you? Surely, you have enough money that no one would think to try to take you." "Father, not only are they not looking to try and mess with me, but even if one of these fools did, I could buy him off without a thought. No, it has nothing to do with me, or my freedom." She was grinning. "You remember the club that Bobby first opened?" There was a pause, as Jessy was trying to figure out what his Childe was getting at. "'Differently Pleasured', yes, and still, I don't understand what you are talking about. Spit it out Kris. You know how I hate when you play these guessing games." "It's still there. Apparently, after Martin had bought it, from you, and ran it for god only knows how long, Aaron bought it from him. The quote un-quote family has been the only ones to own it, ever. And now, with the new slave laws, there are a lot of them, especially the younger ones that would rather be slaves to one or two than too many. Diane, one of Aaron's pets, she runs it, but he owns it. And she goes weekly to the slave camps to offer some of the younger slaves an option that for a lot of them is preferable than the state labor camps. We can buy them there. I just went out tonight and bought four, fully trained and easy to control slaves from her. Okay true, Vicky, the first one I got, I had to buy from her mistress, but the bitch was nuts, and got off on making the little girl suffer way too much. Vicky is like Bobby and Mitch used to be. Worse even than Kelly is. I am hoping that you get here before the blood that I have given her finished healing her. You're going to be as pissed as I am when you she her." Even though Jessy knew Kris couldn't see the dark look on his face, it didn't matter. The tone of his voice was cold. "And this woman, the one that hurt someone in her keep so much. What did you and the Elder do to her? "I paid her twice what she paid for Vicky and sent her on her way. But don't worry Father, she will be at DP's every night until you and I have time to take care of her. I am going to make sure that she gets like for like, trust me. She might have hurt Vicky, but by the time I am done with her, she will wish that she had never been born." "I bet Anise had to talk you out of killing her then and there. I know how you get when it comes to abuse of power." "No, actually he's been pretty much sitting back and watching me and how I deal with things. He is my great, great-grandfather remember? I got my nature from you. You got yours from Janis who got hers from Asha who got hers from him. It's been a real family affair down here. The only time he had to really step in was when I got a little too much into Vicky there for a minute. But other than that he's stood back, always willing to step in if I needed him. But so far, I've done pretty well." Jessy laughed. "No wonder he sounded overly pleased. So, tell me honey, other than the little girl that you saved from a mad woman, what else have you gathered?" "Tell Melody, that Vicky is going to be right up her alley, true she is probably going to have to take a few lessons on how to help take care of her from Steve, but other than that, the girl is as gender biased as she is. Up to and including, the fact that she has never spent any time, at all, with a man." "You might be the only one at your home that can hear me, but the entire house can hear you, love, and Melody is grinning. It's been a long and lonely time for her. I probably should have seen what I could do about going out and seeing to gathering her a friend." "Well as butch as she is, she should have a blast with Vicky. Then on top of her, I got two more boys and the sweetest looking little girl you will ever see." She grinned at Denise. "And the most yummy part of it all is, for you any way. They all are virgins. Vicky isn't, or at least not to a woman, but Denise, male or female doesn't matter, she is totally innocent. You or Anise if he decides that the boy is just to tempting will be his first man. And Dennis who is Denise's twins, same thing, pure as the driven snow. But he won't be, by the time I am finished with him. But he will still be for a man, and I have asked Anise to leave the twins for you and Nick. I don't think it is going to be that much of a problem for him. He has me, he had Vicky, and if he still feels randy he has Jamie. Surely by the gods, the three of us will keep him happy." "Damn love, you have been busy. And I am just as anxious to get home and see them as you thought I would be. I have missed and worried about you, so much." "Me too, so when are you bringing the gang and making it home?" "We are leaving here at sunset tomorrow, which means we will be coming in by the following morning. Make sure the door is open, I am going to be coming in hot." "Understood Father. How is Nick doing?" "You can see him before the sun rises on the morrow. But trust me, he is doing much better than you were at his age. I didn't take his will like Marcus did yours. He has spent the past night bathing himself in their blood." Jessy smiled at Nick who was curled up with Tina and David. "Give him my love, Father. And I will see you soon enough. But for now, I need to get back to taking care of the ones in my house." There was amusement in Jessy's tone. "Well then, you and Anise, go and have fun. I have an even greater reason to hurry home now than ever. Be good, sweet." "You too Father, you too." Kris hung up the phone.
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 6 Kris turned, smiling at the four in the room. "That was my father, your master. He will be here before too much longer. They plan to leave to come home tomorrow night, at sun set. Which means, Elder, that your baby sitting job is almost over. Once Jessy gets here, you won't have to watch over me anymore." Knowing Jessy was so close to coming home made her feel a whole lot better. "Staying with you was never baby sitting Childe. I have always been more than happy to help my family. Old I might be, but I am not so old that I begrudge those that need me." He smiled at her. "Most assuredly not when they have so many, new, and delightful pets on hand. Do I still need to watch over you as you toy with your little girl there, or do you think now that you have gotten your blood lust back under control you will be fine?" Kris was glad that she was dead. Being so means that she could no longer blush. "I don't know what the problem with me was Anise. I haven't had that kind of slip in, I, don't know how many years. You can go on and toy with Jamie now. I won't forget myself again, no matter how much she makes me want too." Anise shook his head. "I think the boy will be more comfortable with you for now Childe. He is still so afraid of me. Vicky at least has some knowledge of me. And I am more than able to keep from letting her weaknesses make me forget myself." He smiled down at the girl that still lay on the bed in the corner. "Besides, other than my father, I have always been much more partial to women." Kris laughed. Anise, are you trying to tell me, 'you' have a homophobic steak, you? Aaron I can see. Jessy used to have to give Maggy a brake by letting her come and mark our pets, but you?" Anise just shook his head at her. "I am not in any way homophobic. I once belonged to a man remember? And, Puck, I adored him. But I do not want to have to talk the boy down, so for now if it is not with you at light, I think I am going to toy with the little one that you had such a hard time not forgetting yourself with." Jamie watched as Kris came closer. He had been watching her all evening. Praying that she would remember him, the promise she had made him teased his thoughts. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. How that was possible he didn't know. After just a single taste of her blood, he had done much more, than, just want her. He had burned with the want that had grown into a burning need. "Mistress?" He knelt as she came close. "In a minute pretty boy, in a minute." She looked to where Dennis and Denise huddled on the couch watching all that was going on around them. "You two hold on, the night is still pretty young, trust me. Before I lock you both in a room come day, I will see that you know how much I like having you here. But you are going to have to hold on." Jamie looked at her, his want going to fear. "Lock us in a room? I don't understand Mistress, why?" Kris sat beside him. "Because, pretty boy, from sun up to sun set, Anise and I will be asleep below, and there aren't any of our trained pets here to keep an eye on you." She shushed his whimper. "Chill sweetie. The rooms have bathrooms, and I will make sure to see to it that you have something to eat before I lock you in. I am not going to starve any of you. So let, it, rest for now. I really think I can give you something a whole lot more fun to occupy your time." Anise looked up from where he was holding Vicky, trying to calm the girl. "Childe, if you plan to feed them, perhaps it would be best if I sought a grocers That would still be open at this time. You and I do not need food, or not the type that your little charges do." Kris slumped on the couch beside Jamie. "Shit, and here I thought I had handled myself pretty good. Sure, Elder, you will find my card in my purse." She nodded to where she had laid her bag. "Vicky, little one, why don't you grab your cloak and go with him. You're going to need things that will help with your flow, and I trust you. You have been owned before. Just remember, once a mortal drinks from one of us, if they don't do so every day for now, they will die, and the death will be painful, words can't describe the how painful it will be. So you behave, and don't do anything stupid. Understand?" Vicky nodded eyes wide. She hadn't realized how dangerous her life would be now. She belonged to this woman, by more than just her word. There was no doubt, or at least not after feeling what she had when Kris had offered her, her, blood. "Are you going to be wearing you dress any time soon Childe? If not, perhaps she would feel less exposed in it. The cloak is fine from one place to another, as long as she isn't taken out in public. But, the threat of it slipping off her shoulders and the world around her seeing her as bare as she is." Kris growled, low at, herself. "You're right Elder, I must still be reeling from the blood lust. Go on Vicky. You are no bigger than I am. Just hurry up, I am sure that your master is in a hurry to get you home. And, Elder, thank you." Anise chuckled. "Childe, you are not even two hundred yet, you expect too much out of yourself. Now go on and see to the boy beside you, he looks like he's about to burst from wanting you. I will take care of things. Kris waited only long enough for Anise and Vicky to leave before leading Jamie to the bed. "Come on pretty boy. The things I have planned for you." Jamie followed her, gladly. "Are you going to bite me again Mistress?" She shook her head. "No, baby, I don't dare, I am now responsible for you health and its continued up keep. I bite you again, and I risk that up keep." He looked so down crest that she laughed at him kissing him softly. "But tomorrow, I promise. Give my blood a few more hours to strengthen you, and then I will feed from you again." She patted his leg as she stood. "But that does not mean that I won't give you another chance to take from me. Trust me, Jamie. By the time I send you all to bed, I will have to seek Anise again or go hungry. And baby, I haven't gone hungry in more years than you can think of without trying very hard." She stepped over to the table where she had left the knife. "Lucky for you, you are so young. Lots of stamina." She brought the knife up to her throat again, to offer him what he wanted more than to bed fed from. To be, stopped, by the phone ringing. "Damnit." She was going to kill who ever it was who had chosen that particular moment to bother her. "Hold that thought Jamie." She caught the receiver on the third ring. "This had better be good." "Getting a bit bitchy in your old age girl?" It was Aaron's amused voice. "I'm sorry Aaron, but every time I seem to start to really get involved with on of the four I brought home with me, this frigging phone rings. For something that really shouldn't be able to still work, it's been busy." "My pet came home tonight and let me know what you did for me. I didn't know how young those two were. Had I known, I would have brought them to my home, and whether or not, I usually keep male pets, would have not mattered. I was only calling to thank you, and to give you my word, that in light of what you have done for me. I will see to it that, that, crazy woman that hurt your pet so, is dealt with." "No, Aaron, you don't owe me anything. The fact that Angel's club is still up and running, after all these years, and you were willing to let me take the painting that Ryan had made of him and Jessy so long ago, was thanks enough. As for that psycho bitch from hell, please, let my father and I tend to her. It is my pet she hurt, so her life should belong to me. But now that we are here, and Nick is my real brother. My father is going to be looking for another baby to raise. If you could ask Diane if she sees one who is in the family way while she is out looking for pets for the club, would she please get her? I would like to get my father another to raise. I'm the one that had Fran brought in, remember?" "To do that, she is going to cost you quite a chuck of change Kris. You think virgins are expensive, saving a pregnant woman from the state is going to cost three times as much, easy." Kris snorted. "You are forgetting Aaron, I have more money at my disposal than god. You just get her, I will make it worth the effort, promise." *What the fuck does the state need pregnant women for? They aren't able to work. * Her thoughts reached Aaron's. *It's not the woman Hon, but the baby. Things are bad for mortals now that are not safely connected to someone. There is a frightening practice of taking some of the women that are taken to the labor camps and seeing to it that she is raped many times until such time as she conceives. Then they care for her until such time as the babe is born, and is sold. * Aaron's soft thoughts touched her. *Sick fucks. I am glad I have been out of the states for as long as I have, and if it weren't for the fact that I think we're needed here more than ever now, I would ask my father if we could just leave the states again. This is insane. * Keeping slaves was one thing, but rape and forced pregnancy was a different matter all together. "If you aren't worried about the price, it should only be a matter of days before my girl can gather one up." "Thanks Aaron. Got a quick question for you, while I still have you on the phone. Do you still do the markings for pets of our people? Or did you close shop all together when Maggy died?" "That is the only time I still do my art. And only because it is safer and easier than taking them to a normal shop, too many chances of having to explain things that are really no one else's business." "Do you still have the one that Jessy had Ryan make for all our old pets?" Aaron's tone was one with sad amusement attached. "Childe not only do I still have it, but I can do that design in my sleep. You have no idea how many of our family will mourn your darling boys passing. If for no other reason than the fact that, he, no longer can create such wondrous work. So, should I plan to come by and do it myself? I have been training Diane in the art, but it would seem that only some of us are as proficient as Maggy was." "Yeah, bur please, give my father time to get here, contact Henry and get them all collar's, then he will call you for your help." She looked over to where Jamie sat on the bed, not saying anything, but he really didn't need too. "Look Aaron, thank you for all you have done, you have no idea how much it means to me to know that Angel's club is still in the family. And please pass what I asked for along to Diane, but I need to go right now. I have a untried pet, that would like nothing more than for me to try him as soon as possible." Aaron's laughter rang out over the phone. "I understand honey. Well, I'll let you go, only wanted to touch base with you. Now you can go chase him around the bed a time or two." A soft chuckle. "Have fun." "Chase hell, Aaron. I hang up this phone and he is with all likelihood going to attack me. Give all your girls a hug and kiss from me. I'll give you one from me, just as soon as I see you, later." She hung up the phone, praying that no one was going to think to call her again. "Okay, where were we?" "I think you were about to take me Mistress." Jamie looked ever so anxious. "No one else is going to call tonight are they Mistress?" Kris moved towards him, smiling. "If they do, then I will let the machine puck it up. I've been thinking about what you would feel like in my arms all night, ever since I chose you at the club. And I am really rather tired of waiting." Jamie nodded. Lifting is arms to her as she bent to pull him close. If it weren't for the fact that Jamie, sweet boy that he was would give in to her the moment he felt her sink her fangs into his throat, she would feed again. He had been healing for over two hours, and had more than sufficient time to replace the blood she had taken from him. But Anise wasn't here, and so she didn't dare risk it. She was bothered by her lack of control as she cut deep into her neck, offering him the promise of heat and passion that always came when any mortal drank one of her people's, blood. It had been so long since last she had had this kind of problems behaving herself. All she could think, as she held his head to her throat, was that it must be the death of the final two that was still had her reeling. Jamie moaned low in his throat as her blood filled his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as possible, hoping to get more this time, but again, it was only two mouthfuls, and part of a third before the wound in her throat healed. It was only the second time he had fed from her, and already, he wanted more. It made things so good, so right. And as she pushed him back on the bed, he willingly gave into to her. Kris chuckled low in her chest as the boy gasped, jumping a little when her fingers finally touched his erection. This was sweet. It didn't matter how many times she saw this, the first time a mortal, without the need of having to be take his or her will, gave themselves to this, was always so bloody sweet. "So, pretty face, you like this?" She put just a bit more pressure into her grip, eliciting more gasps and moans, but also the faint stench of fear. "Ssshh, honey, though I have touched your mind, and know that you are far more like Vicky and her tastes in amusement, than like Denis. Now is not the time to explore those interests. So just lay back and let me have you." She lowered her head to lick his throat. Again, so tempted to see how much farther she could pull him, by feeding. But the sting of her recent loss of control held her back. Perhaps when the Elder returned, she could give into the offer that was lying before her so sweetly. But until then, she would just have to make due with the feeling and taste of him and his mortality. Jamie almost came off the bed at the cool but strong feel of his mistress's mouth as it moved down his chest. She was. No she wouldn't, would she? But as her tongue toyed with his navel, jabbing lightly. He realized that 'yea' she was going to do this. 'Oh god', Jamie cried out at the first feel of her cool, firm tongue as she licked the head of his erect member. "Mistress?" He didn't understand. She owned him, why was she willing to do this for him? *Hush, pretty boy, just lay back and let me have my fun. * She continued to lick the head of his cock. Teasing the slit before opening her mouth and taking him fully into her coolness. Jamie almost came at once, but a firm hand on his balls, squeezing gently stopped him from loosing himself at once. *First rule, baby, no cumming without permission. I don't want to have to punish you so soon. So try a little control. * The threat of punishment almost made him loose control completely. What was wrong with him? Was she right? Did the promise of pain turn him on all the more? He was so confused. He had spent all his life, trying very hard not to let anyone know just how much the feeling of pain moved him, but with his mistress, who could do what no other person 'alive' could do and touch his mind and thoughts. She knew. He was going to fail. Already he was nearing the point of no return. "Please, Mistress, please. I, I can't stop it." He was sobbing as she moaned. The hand on his balls squeezed just a little more tightly this time. As she backed away and just kissed the head of his shaft, before slowly working her tongue around the head, no more than that, just a light and gentle licking. She wanted the boy, but not after having to punish him. And now that she had set the rules, if he failed, punish him, like it or not, she would have to do. "Relax, Jamie. You are far too excited for your own good. I don't want to have to punish you your first night with me, but fail to obey me, and I will." She kissed the tip one last time before lying beside him. "Come here baby. Let's see if you are as talented as you are sweet looking." She hated to be on top, it always seemed to limit her ability to tease and toy with those in her arms. Even those that normally were not tops had learned with her that it was much more important to keep her happy, than follow their nature. She smiled to herself as she; thought of the first time she had taken Kelly to her bed. Poor guy, he had been more shocked than Alex had been the first time he gave himself to her. Bad enough that she was a woman, but that she actually expected him to take an active role in their lovemaking. "Okay honey, let's see what you can do. Don't worry about hurting me. You can't, no, matter even if you tried. I want to feel you. Come on sweetie. Try being a little aggressive with me. If only to see me smile." She would lead him through his first time, knowing that once she did, and he understood what was expected of him, there would never be a need to do so again. He wasn't at all sure just what she wanted. All he wanted was to hide in her. But his confusion didn't last long, as Kris pulled his face to hers, lips open and demanding. Her hands, capturing his to press, firmly, against her breasts. "Come on baby, you aren't like Dennis, are you?" She ran her hand down his spine. "True, you might not have much experience with women, but you are no virgin. Relax and just have fun." Relax, and have fun. He almost laughed. She wanted him to have fun. If she only knew what those, words, meant to him. He had been so worried that he wouldn't be able to give her what she wanted. But the feel of her hands on his body as he began to return her caresses eased his fears greatly. She wanted him to relax and have fun. So be it. She moaned encouraging him as his head lowered to her nipples and started to lick and bite at them lightly. Still not too sure about her promise that he couldn't hurt her. Things were going so well, he didn't want to run the risk of ruining them. So he began to worship her body as carefully and slowly as he could. Kris stroked his hair as he moved down her body, kissing her skin, pressing his face into her belly as his hands carefully parted her legs. He was going to do all that he could to please her. Then maybe, if she were happy with him, she would let him cum. God he hoped so. He had never wanted to cum so bad in his life. 'It's like her blood'. Was his stunned response at the first taste of her vaginal fluids. He had fed from her twice already, so he knew well enough what it tasted like, and felt like when she had given to him. And this chance, to lick it from her, without the worry of it stopping after two, two, and, a half sips was more that he had ever believed possible. Kris laughed as she heard his thoughts. "I'm a vampire pretty face. All fluids that come from me are tinted with my blood, from my tears to what you taste now. And just you wait, your master if it wasn't for the fact that there is never enough blood in his cum, I think he would feed you all that way." She just chucked to herself and lay back to enjoy Jamie's exploration of the wonder he had just found. He could stay here forever, but knew that his mistress expected him to please her. He pulled his mouth from where it had been. Tongue, dipping, into her sweet hole, and concentrated on her clit. Working as hard as he could to excite it out if it's little hood, so that he could latch his lips to it and begin to suck and gnaw at it. His hand lifted, so his fingers could begin to shyly tease the hole that he had just left. Kris was so pleased with his behavior she was almost stunned. It had taken others in their keep much longer to learn to perform this well. He was obviously much more experienced than she had given him credit for being. And at his age, who would have ever thought? "That's it, oh Gods baby. That's the way." She lifted her hips to encourage his mouth and fingers. Her words were all he needed to hear to know that he was doing just what he should. He began to thrust his fingers faster, teeth locking down on her clit and his tongue began to flick it fast and hard. If he could please her, like this, he would do all that he could to do just that. Kris's legs lifted and wrapped around his shoulder as she neared the point that she had been denying him. "Yes, that's it baby, yes, of gods yes." She screamed her pleasure as she felt her own orgasm begin in the lower part of her belly and shoot up and out through her body. "Now, baby, I want to feel you in me now." She dropped her legs reaching for him, pulling his body up as that he was on top of her. "Go on, baby, cum for me." He had done it. She was happy with him. He cried silently to himself as he felt the coolness of her sex sheath him. He knew it would only be a short time before he would give in to the pleasure that he was feeling. Bad enough that he had been so keep up before going down on her, but the taste of her sex, the blood that was there, had only increased his want. Anise entered the room smiling to himself, as, he watched Kris with Jamie. The sight of her enjoying herself with one of her and his great grandson's new pets was just the thing he needed to see. It calmed him almost at once. "Come on you two. I am sure that just as soon as you new mistress is through with the boy, she will want to talk with the two of you." It had not gone well at the store. Slavery was one thing, but when he took Vicky in to buy a few things, he was shocked to see that the only people that actually worked there for pay were the management staff. The rest from the cashiers to the stockers had all, been slaves. And they had not been treated well at all. He had finally had to step in and save one from being beat. He only hoped that his younger kinswoman would understand why he had done it. "Come in Kevin. You have nothing to fear. If my youngest granddaughter does not want you, I will take you to my home, even if I do not usually choose to take male pets, I would never allow you to suffer for something that was not your fault." Kris held Jamie as he came down from the glorious heights that he had just felt. He had not been allowed to feel anything like this since being taken as a slave. And now, if what his mistress said was true, he would have it, and have it often. "Thank you Mistress." She shushed him, stroking his hair. Nick was going to just love this boy. The more she thought about it, the more she was inclined to give him to her brother when he got here. "Are you finished with him Childe?" Anise lay a hand on Kevin's shoulder, squeezing it lightly. "For now, Elder." Kris looked up at where Anise stood, then to the boy beside him. He couldn't be much more than seventeen, eighteen on the outside. What the hell was he doing here? "What's up Anise? When you left here, all you had with you was Vicky. Who is the kid?" Anise smiled at Kevin. "Trust me child, she isn't going to hurt you." He then looked at her. "I now know why there is such a large slave trade here. There was no one free at the grocers other than the fools that managed it. The rest are like this boy and are slaves. Look at the way he is dressed. I would not allow one of my pets, no matter how ill I was with her to go out in public like this. All of the little ones like him were dressed the same. What is more," he lifted the long red shirt that the boy was wearing to expose his hip. "We tattoo out pets, these damned fools brand theirs." The ugly brand was standing out against the pale skin of his upper hip. "I am sorry Kris, but the boy, he was about to be beat for something that was not his fault. I believe in discipline, but only if it is called upon. The mess that was made, he did not make. I must confess I did. So when the mad man went to beat the boy, I stepped in. I know you weren't there. And normally I would never dare to abuse your trust of me with your card. But I could not, allow him to suffer for my clumsiness." Kris snorted. "Like I am going to be bitchy about you saving one of them. Don't worry about it Elder. I mean, how much could that poor little thing cost me?" "The fool was so mad that I stepped in, he over charged me, I think. The boy cost you as much as one of those that you bought from Diane earlier, the virgins." Kris shrugged her shoulder. "I told Jessy along time ago, that I didn't want the fucking money anyway, and have been trying to spend it like water ever since." She got up off the bed. "Come here honey. Let me get a good look at you." Kevin looked first to Anise, who nodded. "Please Mistress, this slave, he didn't do anything. Don't hurt me." He was already crying. His fear only made his tears worse. Kris shook her head. "You're not like some of those in my home, you don't respond to pain in any way that would make me think you wanted it. So I am not going to hurt you." She looked him up and down. "Poor baby, you are near frozen." He stood there, no taller than Ryan had been, which was, no, more than five foot five inches in his stocking feet. He looked almost like a little boy wearing his daddy's dress shirt in the long red frock that he was in that came down to his knees. She didn't have to wonder what he wore under it, she already knew, nothing. She had seen that when Anise lifted the frock to show her his brand. She touched his mind lightly. "Elder, you were not over charged. He is almost as much, a virgin as the twins are. The only difference is, he has been raped a time or two. That is probably why he is so afraid. Damn, but my father is going to have his hands full with this one. "What is your name baby?" He looked at her, almost so afraid that he was unable to answer her. But past training kicked in. "K-Kevin, Mistress. If it pleases you, anything you wish is it doesn't." Kris nodded. "Okay, Kevin, did your master explain things to you on your way home?" "My Master told me he was bringing me here to you and two other masters. That I was to obey all orders and that if I did, I would not be hurt again Mistress." *I couldn't explain everything to him Childe. I was driving, and the poor boy was near fainting from fear as was. * Anise's thoughts touched her. "Okay, first things first, get that stupid frock off. It makes me ticked to look at." "I have nothing under it Mistress. Slaves are not allowed to wear clothes other than what I have on." He trembled violently. "Calm down honey. Look around you. None of the others have anything one either. I'm as bare as the day I was born. And trust me. You will wear clothes. I happen not to deal with slaves quite the same way as the idiots that are screwing everything up here do. But for now, it will be easier to just lose that thing, and forget about what was done to you. In a few days, that ugly mark on your hip will be gone. I mark my pets by tattooing them, and not branding them. Gods, to think what that must have been like for you." Things were nothing like this when she left. No, wonder no one could find a job. It was rigged that way. "Now Kevin, please, lose that silly thing, I would rather you be naked that wear it." The tears that were streaming down his face grew in numbers as his crying turned into sobs as he disrobed. Letting the frock fall to the floor. His slender body was bruised in so many places from the beatings he had suffered through. His poor little penis was almost non existent. His balls were a mass of welts and bruises where someone had whipped them. Must have been when he was raped. Kris felt her rage heat her blood. "Damn them all to the farthest hells of ice for what they did to him." She looked up at Anise, to see the fury in his eyes as well. "You seeing this Elder? I thought when I saved Vicky from that psycho bitch that I had seen the worst that one could do to another, but look at him. He is a fucking slave, had no one to protect him. And look what they did to him." "If it were not for the ban, I would go back and see that they all died for this." Anise was livid. "Come here honey. Yes I am mad, but not at you, but at the asshole that did this too you." She gathered him close. "Ssshh, I won't hurt you, and even if the day comes that you need to be punished, trust me. It will never be anything like this." She held him as he fell apart in her arms and sobbed into her neck. Vicky stood there silent. She had seen so much tonight so far. Her mistress had saved her, and now she was going to save this boy too. She knew this. As sure as she knew her name and her place. "Mistress, are you going to help him like you helped me?" Kris looked up to where one of her new pets stood. "Yes, Hon, don't worry. I will take care of him, now you just get out of that dress and have your master lead you to one of the bathrooms here so that you can take care of things." "Yes Mistress." She began to disrobe at once. It had felt strange wearing clothes. She wasn't used to it anymore. "Master, if it pleases you, would you be so kind and show this slave where to go?" "You take care of him Childe, I need to see to the girl and put the things I gathered away." Anise couldn't decide if he should remain furious at what had been done to the boy, or proud at his youngest great great-granddaughter. He decided to be proud. Being furious with as fragile as the boy was would only frighten him more. "Come on child, after I see to it that you know where to go and take care of things, you can help me put the other things I collected away."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 7 Kris slowly led Kevin to the bed. She wasn't worried about Jamie saying anything. The sweet boy was no fool, and even a blind man could see how upset the newest one was. "Are you able to listen to me now, Kevin?" She really didn't think she would have to push too hard to get this kid to agree with almost anything. He had been beat down too much in such a short time. He looked up into her dark brown eyes. "Yes Mistress. Your slave hears you." Kris just blew a breath through her teeth. "Okay, first things first. I don't plat the, your slave, shit. Not unless you need that to help keep your head and heart on right, but I don't think you are anything like Kelly and Vicky, and if I am not mistaken, Jamie as well. So you can just say I and me, okay. I might own you, but I don't want to take your identity from you. And that is doing just that. Now, Kevin, are you listening to me?" Kevin looked down at his hands. "Yes Mistress, your slave, I mean I am listening." He looked up into her eyes. "Please Mistress, I'm trying." Kris just smiled at him. "I know honey. You are scared out of your mind and, a, lot has happened to you. So don't worry if you can't get it all right first try. Now, I want you to pay close attention to what I am going to tell you. And remember, I won't hurt you." She drew in a deep breath knowing she had a lot to tell him and didn't want to break it up until she got it all out. "Firstly, do you know what a vampire is?" She sat there watching his eyes, as they looked first confused then even more frightened. "No, don't start. My word, you are safe. Ask any of those in the room. I only asked because I wanted to know what you think we are before I tried to get you to the point that I want you to be. And trust me kid, what you think and what is the truth, are not anywhere near the same thing. Yes, we sleep during the day. And yes we drink blood. But none of my race has killed in almost three hundred years. That is why we keep little pets like you. So we don't have to kill. I am just over a hundred and ninety years old and I have never killed. My father is almost three hundred and fifty and hasn't killed in almost three hundred years. There is a ban. We do not hunt, we do not kill, and before just a few nights ago, we could no longer make children. That part of the ban has been lifted, and so my father has taken the mortal that grew up in our home as my brother for the last hundred and eighty nine years and made him my brother in truth." She reached up and touched his cheek. Taking another deep breath. "You aren't going to die, or at least not for a very long time. Back when I was young the keeping of mortals as pets was still so very new. But we now know so much more than we did then. With the taking of my blood, you will be given between a hundred and seventy and a hundred and eighty-five years. There are a few that last a little longer, or a little shorter, than that. But it is rare. And when you time comes. I promise my father won't let you suffer. You will either be given the gift, or allowed to rest in peace." She reached down and took his hands in hers. "Now Kevin. I will give you the same offer that I made to all the rest. You will be mine, that, is a fact. But if you would rather I ease you into your new life, I will. But warning, if I do that, I will have to dominate you completely, and take your will. Your mind and you will be lost for a short time. Not long mind you, and no one will be allowed to hurt you while your mind wanders, but you still will be lost." She squeezed his fingers gently. "Okay Kevin, what shall it be?" He tried to pull his hands away from her, but she just held on. "Please Mistress. Don't hurt me. Your slave, I mean, I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt me." He was terrified. *Hush love. I am not going to hurt you. Why should I, what good would it do me? I am trying to ease you into your new life. * Her thoughts were gentle on his mind. She had surprised Jessy by being able to do this to unbonded mortals when she was only seventy-five. It had taken him a whole lot longer to learn the trick. He had finally been able to do it, well, just before she had come to live with him. "What are you going to do Mistress?" His voice was so soft that if it had not been for her heightened hearing, she would have never heard it. "Are you going to go into this willingly, or should I ease your passage?" Now she would see just what the boy was made of. He broke down and began to cry harder now. "Please, Mistress. Yes, I will obey, just don't take my mind from me. It's all I have left. I will do anything you say. I am your slave. Just please, don't take my mind." Kris stood up, pulling the boy close. "I won't, baby. Just close you eyes, and relax. It only hurts for a second, and then all the fear and confusion you are feeling will be gone." She gently took his head into her hands and turned it to expose his throat to her fangs. He did as all new mortals do with the first bite. His cry was sharp, but blessedly brief. Then he was sobbing into her arms as he held on. But his sobs were for a different reason. There was no fear, with the first bite that had gone away. Now it was all of joy and surrender. She reached down, and touched his penis, which was now no longer tiny but growing hard at a delightful speed. This boy might not be the biggest in that department in her home, but he had nothing to be ashamed of either. She chuckled as he moaned thrusting his hips into her hand as she licked the wounds closed. "I take it that you liked what you felt baby." He nodded blushing as he realized where her hand was and the shape of erection. "Well, hang tight sweetie, it only gets better from here. Now that I have fed from you, I am going to give you some of my blood to bind you to me, and my family." She reached down and took the blade from Jamie who only smiled at her in a knowing way. "You behave you scamp." She stuck her tongue out at him, which made him giggle. "Kids these days," she just chuckled as she looked back down at Kevin. "Okay baby, ready to be mine?" He nodded a bright glint in his blue-hazel eyes. Jessy might have his hands full with this one, but all he would have to see is his pretty eyes. She didn't know exactly why her father had a thing for the eyes, but he did, and he had passed it along to her with so many of the other things he had taught her. "Then drink love, drink and say goodbye to your old life." She did as she had with all the others and cut her throat deep. If his cock had been hard with her feeding from him, it had reached the point that it was now able to break stone as he took from her. His sobs grew in volume along with his moans as the heat and desire that had been denied him for so long finally stirred in him. He cried out in protest as the blood ceased. It had only been there for such a short time. And now it was gone. "Sorry baby, but that is all there is. You are now and will always be mine. I don't care if my father and eventually my little brother are the ones to give this to you. I was the first. It was me that made you what you are now. Always remember that." He held on to her, keeping his body pressed against hers as he almost swooned. "Yes Mistress, I am yours." He lifted his head to meet her lips. She finally pulled away from the kiss. "Jamie, be a love and go and keep Dennis and Denise company for a little while. I have a lot of healing work I need to do on this one. I am willing to wait and let my father see what Vicky's body looks like and the wrongs that were done to her. But the more I look down at my boy here, the more angry I get." "Yes Mistress." Jamie was up like a flash. "Kevin, trust her, she says she can help you, then believe that. Believe what you felt, if nothing else." "That one is such a rascal." Kris laughed softly. "I do think I am going to see if Nick would like to have him as a welcome to the family present. Gods know the boy is a physical one. Now you lay down and let me see if I can make the ugliness on your body go away." "Yes Mistress." He lay down and looked up at her. Eyes watching as she leaned over him to tend to the wounds left on his body. There were not many of the welts left only a few that had broken the skin were left. And the bruising was fastly fading. But the brand still stood out angrily. Kris really felt sorry for this boy. She hadn't seen anything this bad since Bobby. And even then, she hadn't seen it, only picked up on what her father had seen. No matter, she swore to herself as she bit her lip and began to lick the brand, healing it. If it were not one of the companies she had majority stock in, she was going to buy it, and once she did, she was going to see that there were many changes made. Kevin moaned low as he felt her mouth and tongue on his skin. He didn't understand what she was doing, but it really didn't matter. After so many times that he had been hurt, the feeling of someone's hands on his body that didn't bring pain was a welcome change. Kris smiled as the brand began to fade, before she was done, there would not even be a scar on him from what he had been forced to live through. Once she finished with it, there were a few more, more stubborn welts that had not yet healed, that she would see too. She knew that with all likelihood, the moment she started to work on his ball sack, he was going to end up with an even greater raging hard-on. That was fine. The boy needed to be allowed to feel pleasure, and it was so nice that she was the first one that would finally offer him this. She decided, as, he gasped at the first touches of her tongue that after him. She would get them all fed and put them to bed. There was always tomorrow night for the other things she had in mind. "Mistress, please you," he almost cried as she slowly licked the top of his shaft, collecting all the pre-cum that was beginning to drip down it. "You can't mean to do this, please." She almost laughed. His wounds were gone, and now, he was worried that if she chose to give him pleasure like this, he was going to be blamed for giving in to it. "Baby, I can and do mean to just this, now relax. Later I will teach you the meaning of control, but for now, just let me have my amusement. Trust me. You will find it just as pleasant as I do." She kissed the head of his shaft again lightly, before licking it. The sweet boy wasn't cut, which was a little of a shock to her, all the men that she had known so far, other than Jessy and Anise had circumcised. Even Nick, who had been born in a normal hospital, was cut. "Tell me sweetie, why haven't you be cut? Not that I mind it, mind you, but I just thought that it was done automatically at birth now days." Kevin looked up and down at her, fear in his eyes again. "You aren't going to cut off the tip are you?" Kris snorted. For some reason she seemed to be doing a lot of that as of late. "No, why in the world should I? I only wanted to know why and how you got away with not having it done?" "My father wasn't cut, and he wouldn't let them circumcise me when I was born. Said it was something that a man should decide if he wanted to have done or not, when he was old enough to decide it Mistress." She nodded. "Good call. You will find out soon enough that my father. Your master isn't cut either. Now my little brother, your other master is. And personally between you and I, I like them uncut. They are so ever much more sensitive." She lowered her mouth and lifted the folds of his foreskin with her tongue to tease just under it, listening to his moan of agreement. *Now baby, lay back and relax. I am going to show you what you have been denied for too long. * It always amused her, the first time one of their pets realized that she could talk to them like this. True she had already proven that she could with him already, but he was still so afraid at the time. His head popped back up and looked down at her in shock. *Jamie, love, could you come over here and keep his mind occupied. Just think to me dear, I will hear you. * Jamie, who was sitting with the twins, looked up at her. *What am I supposed to do, Mistress? * *Come and hold his head, kiss him and talk softly to him. Love, I know you were afraid, but Kevin. Gods you saw what he looked like and what was done to him. Just come over her and help me to see to him. You are going to have to get used to kissing a man. You are my gift to my brother. He has only been made, and will need a few mortals to support not only his need, but also his heart, for a while. * Jamie looked from her to where Kevin lay, trembling with a combination of fear and want. He knew that he was going to have to get used to submitting to a man, but he had thought that he would have at least a few days to come to terms with it, but now. He was beginning to find out how little time he really did have. *Yes Mistress. * He hurried over to obey. So far his mistress had been kind and pretty gentle with him, and he didn't want to risk the chance of that changing. Kevin looked up as Jamie sat down beside him. "She is." He was still so stunned that his mistress wanted to him to feel anything but pain. "Yeah, I know. Just you wait. Try going down on her just once. She's a vampire, so every fluid she has in tainted with her blood, or so she told me. It is to die for." He leaned down. "Listen to me Kevin. This is her idea, not mine. But she is our mistress, and so we both have to obey. She's been a real dream so far, but I don't know what she would be like if she was mad at us." He closed his eyes as his lips touched Kevin's. Getting ready to stop him if he reacted badly. No he hadn't been a slave for long, but he had seen Diane have to punish more than one, and as hot as that had made him, he knew he just didn't want any of that right now. So, if his mistress wanted him to kiss this boy and keep him from panicking, he would. Besides, he had seen what the kid had looked like before their mistress had done what ever it was she did to fix him, and he really couldn't blame him for being scared shitless. Kevin was torn between what he was feeling as Kris went to blow him and the kiss that Jamie had given him. "Why?" He finally found enough rational thought to form words. "Our mistress told me too. And with as iffy as you are right now, she is right. You need someone to help you to relax." This time when Jamie kissed him, it was open, tongue forcing its way into the boys mouth. Encouraging him to respond. His hands rubbing Kevin's chest lightly. Trying to help, needing to help. Jamie suddenly stopped what he was doing with a clear fear in him mind. 'I like this, am I gender biased after all'? If he were, it would probably be helpful in the real near future. His mistress was going to give him to a man. He would have to learn to like taking it up the ass anyway. So if he were 'lavender' as the sometimes call it. Wouldn't that be better? Kevin was caught between the two feelings, the wonderful pull on his cock, and the soft kisses that what was now going to one of his 'friends'. He had only masturbated before the state came at his nineteenth birthday, when he had been unable to find a job, and took him. After that, they didn't even allow that anymore. And, other than the three times that one of his master's at the grocers had raped him. He was a virgin. But no more, he was going to finally be allowed to feel pleasure and give it as well. And as his lips pressed against Jamie's sobbing as he came, he was so very thankful. Vicky helped Anise to restock the refrigerator, which one turning it on, still worked, much to his surprise. He figured that it would need servicing soon though, but once his great grandson brought his bunch and made it home, he was sure that it would be taken care of. He looked down at Vicky as she stocked the cabinets. She was such a dear girl. The thought of that mad woman and what she had done to this child just sickened him. He stepped up behind her. "Child," he cupped her breast as his arms wrapped around her. Vicky jumped. "Yes, Master?" "You have had time to recover the blood loss that your mistress took from you. I am hungry. If it does not frighten you too much, I wish to feed from you." She leaned back in is arms. "My mistress, she won't be mad at me? Will she?" Anise just chuckled. This girl was never going to give his family a moment of trouble. "She turned you over to me for the evening, Vicky. She knows I have to feed. She has feasted off of me quite a bit, and though I would never tell her this. It is become something of a trial for me." He gently reached up and turned her head to one side. "And you smell so delicious, with your last flow still upon you. But I don't think there is going to be enough there to slack my hunger." His fangs sank home. Vicky moaned low, as she not only felt his hunger, but his fingers had gently parted the lips to her sex, and was teasing her. She wasn't sure if she would ever get used to the feeling of having one of her new owners feed from her, but she was going to try. She clung to his arm as she felt the tightness in her, belly, grow and for only the second time in so long, she came without pain. No it wasn't quite the same, but that was okay. She knew her place, and she would take whatever kindness they were willing to offer her. "Master," she sobbed turning to press her face into his shirt. Anise lifted back, kissing the bite mark to help it to close. "Your mistress is right, girl, you do taste so very sweet. If it were my choice, I think I would take you home with me. But your needs are not to my taste. So it is better if you remained here. Who knows, knowing you are here, might give me a reason to visit more often." Her lips were eager under his. She had always wanted women, but with this kind, and oh so gentle master, that had never made her cry, she was tempted to change her mind. Anise finally broke the kiss. The child was not like him. She did have to breathe. "Now that this is taken care of, what say we return to where your mistress is. I am sure that she has taken care of that little boy I brought home for her. And if I know my twice-great grandChilde, she is probably stewing in her anger over what was done to the boy. So I think we should get back, just in case I have to restrain her." "Master, my mistress, she wouldn't hurt him would she?" Anise looked down at her in surprise, "Hurt him, heavens no child, but hurt the fools that hurt her boy, now that is a distinct possibility, and adult she might be, but she is still a very young one. At her age, there is no telling how she might react." Again Anise entered the room to find Kris lying on the bed, but this time is was between two of the new pets, and one the boy he had brought home. "So, everything taken care of Kris?" "Yes, Elder, other than the fact I want to do to them what they did to him. I don't thing they understand what pain really is. But I am trying to talk myself out of teaching them." She stroked Kevin's cheek, smiling down at him. "You don't ever have to worry about them anymore baby. No one is ever going to hurt you outside of punishment ever again, and then, my father, tends to spank, unless you do something bad enough to earn the whip. And I just don't see you doing that, do you?" The boy shook his head. No he would never, the very though of being whipped again made his blood run cold. "No Mistress. Your slave, I, am a good boy." Kris just shook her head. "It's going to take me a little time to get him past the, your slave, garbage. But I think if I give him just a little time, he will work it all out on his own. They all ways do." "So how is he doing?" She smiled, hugging him tighter to her. Then looking at Jamie, who was on her other side, and blushed. "You want to tell him pretty boy. You and he seemed to be doing pretty good while I was so busy." She just laughed as he stammered. "Nick is going to love this one, Elder. I do believe he was as into what he was doing as I was, and I know Kevin was. For what Bobby, or Angel used to call, just a poor straight boy, he is turning out to be very surprising." She hugged them both one last time before sitting up. 'Well it's been a very hard night for the lot of you. I think I need to go and get you fed, and tucked in a bed for the day. Dennis, Denise do the two of you want to share a bed, or are you comfortable enough here that you can sleep separate from each other?" The two looked at her in surprise. Their new mistress was asking them what they thought. "If it pleases you Mistress, my sister is still sort of touchy. I think I need to stay with her for now. If that is permitted." "Honey, I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't okay with me. So the two of you want to share a bed. That is fine. Hell, I can lump Vicky, Jamie and Kevin in another, so they don't feel alone." She got up and held out a hand to the two on the bed. "Come on sweetie's. Time to see what there is to eat."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 8 Kris and Anise settled the five down, seeing that they had, had food and knew that the facilities in each room worked. Anise took the twins to the room next to the one Kris was locking the other three in. Denise was near hysterical as he left the food for them on the table by the bed. She was so worried that once the door was locked, that they would be forgotten, and after the first time she had felt her mistress, feed from her, and then offer her blood. She was worried that they would never be allowed to feel that again. It had taken both Anise, and her brother Dennis to finally get her to calm down enough to be able to listen to them as they assured her that, no her mistress was not going to forget her. It was only late and day would be upon them soon. "I'm sorry Master, I don't know what is wrong with her." Dennis tried to explain. Anise only chuckled at the boy. "It's alright, child. True, I have not been mortal in over eight thousand years. But I still remember what it was like. She is new. You both are. Rest, and your mistress will be with you when the sun sets." He closed the door on them, locking it. Kris was having her hands full with her three. Jamie, dear boy, was the only one of the three that wasn't trying to meld into her as she sat the foodstuffs down on the table. "Gods, kids, I'm not leaving you. It's late, and I need to go and call it a day with Anise. I promise, just as soon as the sun sets, I'll be back to take care of you." She kissed first Vicky as the girl trembled against her, and then Kevin. "Now you three are going to behave for me during the day, right? Just hold on, I promise, this will be the last day you have to be locked in. By tomorrow morning, the rest of our pack will be here, and they are pretty used to taking care of new-bees." She pulled Jamie's head to hers. "But until then, I am sorry babies, but, it's just too soon to let my guard down." Her head lifted as Jamie buried his face in her neck. "I'm not worried about any of you trying to hurt me. But if you tried to run away, you haven't been here even a full day. I don't want you to feel pain, and trust me, if you weren't here when it was time for me to share my blood with you again. There are no words for me to tell you what kind of pain that you would suffer. And unless you made it back here and my father or I was able to share our blood with you again, continue to suffer for as long as you lived. No, better I just take away the risk. I just want you all to understand, I am not doing this because I don't trust you, I am doing this strictly to remove all doubt of who you now belong to, and give you a little time to come to terms with it." "But Mistress, what if the house catches on fire?" Jamie wasn't going anywhere, but he did understand why his mistress was doing this. But realities were realities. And fire was a real big reality. Kris shook her head. "It won't, or even if it does, it won't make it to the lower three levels. You are three stories down into the earth. On the same level as Anise and I sleep. No sun or fire will ever reach this far down. Remember that stone doesn't burn, and that is what insulates the lower three levels from the house above. It also has a separate ventilation system from the house, just for that exact worst case scenario. The upper house could burn down to the ground above us, and we would be safe." She kissed Jamie again. "I would never let anything happen to anyone that I have every intentions of loving, real soon." She leaned against him, nuzzling his throat. "Pretty boy, do you think you could support me if I decided to jump on you?" She was hungry, and would just as soon not have to lie down to feed. Jamie looked down at her. "Yes, Miss," he never had a chance to finish his words as Kris suddenly filled his arms, her legs wrapping around his hips. He stumbled back a little, struggling to gain him balance as his hands went to grab her upper thighs and ass. Moaning softly, his penis rising as she began to rub against him. He had never had anything like this ever happen to him, which was really no shock, a lot of what had happened to him so far in this night that was so very new. "Hold on, baby." Kris turned his head, sinking her fangs into his flesh. She wasn't worried about taking too much from him. Her feedings never took more than a pint, maybe a little more. She had fed from one three times in an hour, during one of their more heated sessions, before she worried that if she took any more without giving him or her a few hours to replace the blood she had taken, they might loose consciousness from blood loss. He didn't know what to do next, as she not only fed from him, but also her parted sex sheathed his throbbing erection. He couldn't decide if he was going to cum, scream or pass out, or maybe all three. He just held her close and cried out in joy. She drank quickly then licking the wounds closed on his throat before letting her head fall back as she began to pick up speed slamming down onto his member harder and harder. Shivering with pleasure as with each downward stroke, her clit was pulled down, and teased, and the head of his cock that was buried deed in her hit her sweet spot. She threw her arms around him tightly as she moaned against his lips. "Oh, god, that's it." She pulled her wrist to her mouth, ripping it, to press against Jamie's lips. Offering him a chance to join her in what she was feeling. With the taste of her blood, and to the sounds of her cries as she lost herself in the pleasure, he came. Letting her hand go so that he could cup her body against his to keep from dropping her. Kevin and Vicky watched as Kris, slowly, came back to herself carefully pulling back from Jamie, to stand before him. He was dying to see what it was like, to make love, because that was what he fully believed she had done with Jamie, to her. There was no pain, no rape, and no ugliness. Jamie hadn't once begged her to stop. She never laughed at him. No it had been, and still was, beautiful. Kris smiled at Jamie. "You do know that you should get a good spanking. I never gave you permission to cum." She laughed at his look of fear, mixed with want. "Do you think you deserve it?" He looked down, beginning to tremble slightly. "Are you going to whip me now Mistress? I, you are right, I failed." He looked up, with a plea in his eyes. "Please mistress, I'm sorry, don't whip me." She gathered him close, shushing him as she stroked his hair. "Jamie, honey, you didn't control yourself, that is not a crime worthy of more than a over the knee spanking. I don't think you would ever seek the whip for pleasure. You aren't Kelly, nor are you Vicky. But I do think that a well placed spanking will do you a world of good. Remind you that when I say something, I mean it." She took his hand and led him to the bed. "Unfortunately, the only ones to watch your humiliation are Kevin and Vicky. But I promise soon enough that there will come a time, real soon, that many will get to watch as you are spanked. And it will always be over the knee, like some naughty little boy." Jamie burned with humiliation, and what was worse, that made him want to just melt into the floor, was his cock was now at full attention. He had always done everything in his power to avoid being humiliated, just precisely because of that little problem. But he knew his new mistress was fully aware of it and was going to use it against him, often. Kris sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him down over her lap, so that he was bent over her knees, just like he had been when his mother would spank him when he was little. "I am only going to warm you backside with five good swats. But the next time you fail to obey, it will be ten, and after that fifteen. And it will increase by five until you learn to control yourself." "Yes Mistress, I'm sorry I didn't do what you told me to Mistress." He was fighting to keep from crying. Already he was being spanked like a child. He didn't want to humiliate himself even more by acting like one. Kris's first blow landed, and almost knocked the breath from him. He had never realized anyone could be that strong. The effort to keep from crying was thrown out the window as he cried and almost screamed with the next four. One right after the other, each harder than the one before, until he knew he was so close to cumming again from the pain that he panicked. "Please, Mistress, May I, please." "No pretty face, or at least not yet. After I leave, you, Kevin and Vicky can play all you want. But not until I leave. I mean it. You are going to have to learn how to control yourself." She waited for him to slowly stand up before rising to her feet. "Now, I don't care if the three of you fool around. But there will be no intercourse. Do you all understand me? You can do Mutual masturbation, dry humping, and oral sex, yes. But no intercourse, Kevin is still reeling from his attack. Vicky has never had sex with a man, and you, Jamie. Well you know where your weakness lies. A virgin you might not be, or at least not to women, but that is where that ends. I want your first time to be with Nick, and I am sure he will too." She looked up to see Anise standing in the door. "Elder, how long have you been there watching?" Since just before you spanked that boy you have for your brother. I still say you are far too soft on your pets. You should have doubled that. But I know you, and you have such a soft heart for them. You only get truly nasty when it comes to someone hurting one of them. Now are you finished here? It is getting close to dawn and I want to see you tucked in bed and asleep before I finally find my rest. Your father might be here by the time you sleep at dawn tomorrow, but for now, it is still just me." Kris looked at him smiling. "Have you fed at all tonight?" He just chuckled. "Yes, that sweet little one you have there, she was quite willing after we put away all the things in the kitchen. And you are right Chile, she is very sweet." Vicky looked at Kris, a little touch of worry in her eyes. "You aren't upset with me are you Mistress? He said you wouldn't be, that it was okay." "Vicky!" Kris shot her a look of disgust. "I already told you, he is your master as surely as I am your mistress. Of course I'm not mad. Now if you had said no and ran to hide behind me from him, then I would have been mad. But you didn't so let it go. I am tired, it is late, and I don't have time to spank you for being silly. So go play with the boys and let it go." She shook her head muttering to herself about silly children as she moved to stand beside Anise. "Now I meant what I said, the three of you play. Jamie, Kevin, it will do you both a lot of good to get used to sharing pleasure with another man. Vicky, you too. I want you three to cum at least, a bare minimum of three times each before you sleep. I will be checking, and the one that doesn't mind me, gets ten smacks when I rise I with the setting of the sun." She closed the door and locked it. Vicky looked at the two, not sure if she should be afraid of them or not. So far, her mistress had been kind, the master as well. But they had left the room, locking it behind them. Now she was alone in a room with two men that she didn't know. "We best do as she says." She finally decided that know them or not, even if they weren't quite as gentle as her mistress and master had been, she didn't want to risk making her mistress mad. Jamie nodded. "Yeah, she just 'spanked' me and it was only five smacks, I don't want to go for ten. She wants me to learn control, but damn, you have no idea what it was like to try to keep it when she was hitting me." Vicky giggled. "Wanna bet?" Kevin looked at both of them. Could he do what he had been ordered to do? It was different when his mistress had been with him. It really didn't matter who was with her, but now, alone? "Jamie, right?" Jamie nodded. "We are only going to fool around like she said, aren't we? Please, the last time, it hurt so much. I, I'll do anything she wants me too, but we are only going to fool around?" Jamie grabbed his shoulders and made him look directly at him. "You'd better damn believe it. I go too far with either of you, or either of you goes too far with me, and she is going to be real mad at us. I've already felt what it feels like to take her idea of a spanking, and it was only five swats. God only knows what she would do to me, or you, if one of us hurts the other." Like it or not, he was going to have to get used to this, and do so as fast as possible. He never realized when he said yes, that his mistress was going to end up, giving him to another man, but now that he knew it. He was going to have to learn to live with it, and hopefully find some kind of peace with it. Because, if, he didn't. He was going to be one sorry slave. He had no say in anything that happened to him anymore. He had been sold to his mistress, and now, would have to learn to come to terms with it. Kevin fought down the instinctive urge to pull away as Jamie leaned in to kiss him. He had gone from one hell into what promised to be a better life, but he still had to accept that he would have to learn to submit to men. Even if they were as much as slave as he was. Kris lay, curled up by Anise. She was a little worried about the five that they had just locked up. It went against her nature to lock any of their pets behind doors. But, what choice had she had? Vicky she was pretty sure wouldn't do anything stupid. The little girl was just too beat down to even think of running. And maybe Jamie as well, she'd fed from him twice and he from her three times. Even after spanking him. She just didn't see him trying to leave. But Kevin and the twins, that was a touchy subject. Dennis after his reaction to being fed from would probably just fine. But Denise, she was still so iffy. And Kevin, the boy had just been saved from some mean hearted bastards. And was still too ready to bolt. So all in all, she really didn't have a choice. "Your mind is not settling Childe." Anise whispered in her ear. Pulling her back even more into his arms. "What is wrong?" "Nothing Anise, just trying to convince myself that I did right by locking them in. I have never had to lock any of our pets into a room before. Never in my life," she giggled. "Or un-life, and I am not real sure I like doing it." "It is only for one day Kris. When you put them to bed at dawn tomorrow, there will be others here that can keep an eye on them while you sleep. It is a necessary evil. You know what would happen to one of them if they ran. Jessy was the one that found out first what would happen to mortals who failed to share blood with him often. Do you wish to risk that?" She turned around, pressing her head against his chest. "No, that is the only thing that has kept me from going and unlocking the damn doors. Vicky I'm not worried about, Jamie I think is going to be good. But Kevin and Denise, those two are still haven't come to full terms with their new lives yet. So they stay locked, for now." Anise kissed the top of her head. "Go to sleep Child. Let the worries rest for now. Soon enough you can deal with them and all that they are feeling. But for now, it is late. And has been as hard a night for you as it has been for them. So go to sleep." Dennis held his sister as she cried. "Come on Sis. You are the one that was so ready to come here. No one has hurt us, and she has been real nice so far. What is the problem?" She looked up at him, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Denny, you don't understand." She tried to explain what was going on in her head and heart. "Our mistress, she's, she's . . .." She just couldn't go on. "A vampire, yeah, I got that figured out already. So, did she hurt you? She didn't me, if anything, I, hope like hell she decides to bite me again, real soon." "But, Denny, she's a woman. I don't feel things like I did when she bit me for women." She couldn't make him get it. When her mistress had fed off of her, all she had wanted to do was beg her to never stop. It had been so wonderful. Dennis grabbed her forcing her to look up at him. "Look Sis. I knew coming here that I was going to have to learn, if not to love a man, at least come to terms with the fact that he was going to use me. Why should you get off Scot-free? You are lucky. You only have one mistress to learn to accept. Me, I have two, master's. Now chill out and go to sleep. Wait, just as soon as she gets here tonight, she'll make it better." He slowly eased her back on the bed. He had spent so much of his young life, taking care of her, protecting her. That he was finally feeling relieved at the prospect of their mistress and master's doing the job for him. He wasn't sure about his master's, but he believed his mistress when she had given him her word that she would see to it her sister was taken care of always. * * * Kris was very surprised, as she came alive with the setting of the sun the following evening. Ariel and Kelly stood in the door to their room. "What time is it?" Kris was up, worried that she had slept too long and the new pets she had just taken on were suffering. "About six in the evening. The sun is just going down good, Mistress." Ariel smiled at her. Kris stopped and looked at them in confusion. "Six in the evening? But, I was told he wouldn't be bringing you all here until right before sunrise." Kelly laughed as Ariel giggled. "After hearing from you, and what you were up against with that new girl. He had up pack him in a, sealed, crate and bring him home during the day. It's just now getting dark enough for him to wake. He was fir to be tied after hearing what that psycho bitch had done to her. And none of us have even seen her yet." Kris lay a hand on Anise arm. "Elder, it's sunset." Dark eyes opened to smiled down at her. "Yes, Childe, I know that. I have been awake for a while now, just didn't feel the need to leave this bed. I heard that my great grandson has braved the sun to come home during the day to be with you. And to see the condition of that poor little one that you saved." Kris pulled up. "Let me go see to making sure that they all are okay, and then I will bring the five of them up to meet the gang." She kissed Kelly. "Hey baby, everything go okay?" "Yes, Ma'am." He grinned at her. "After I finished packing, I took an hour long shower and two enema's, just to make sure I was good and clean. Greased myself up real well, and have been being chased from room to room by Steve, and Nick, as well as my master. I have been truly and thoroughly fucked, at least a dozen times." He followed her as she left the room to seek the locked doors. "You locked them in?" "I didn't much have a choice baby. All that was here was Anise and I, and we can't keep an eye on five at once. Besides, I was deadbeat, and Anise had been going on little rest for the last few days. So we crashed." She unlocked the room with the twins in it. Not at all surprised to see them both awake with Denise huddled against her brother. "Evening sweethearts." She came into the room slowly, ever aware of just how touchy Denise was. "Told you I would make it back in time." Denise looked from her to Kelly who was standing in the doorway. "Who is that, Mistress? Is he our master?" Kelly almost choked trying to keep from laughing. "No, girl. I'm just one of the crew that belong to her and our master. Chill, honey, I don't bite." Then he winked at her. "Unless you ask real nice." "Kelly, behave." Kris shot him a firm look. "Can't you see she is terrified?" She moved to sit on the bed beside the two. "So, kids, did either of you get any rest today?" Dennis looked down, running a hand through his hair. "I had tried Mistress, but Denise, she kept trying to strangle me ever time the house settled. I kept trying to tell her it was like you said, and was an old house. But well, she wasn't listening to me none." Kris had fussing noises at Dennis. "You be nice. I didn't have the time I had wanted to have to share with her last night, so of course she was going to be a little jumpy. It wasn't her fault that the first time I fed from you, you decided that you liked belonging to me. She isn't like Vicky. Virginity for a girl is much different than it is for a boy." She stroked Denise's cheek. "You tell your brother to leave you alone. You are doing just fine, considering that you just sort of got left in the dust last night with all that was going on." "So here is where you are hiding." Jessy's amused voice from the door. "I kept wondering if you were ever going to come up stairs. I now see you have your hands full." Kris turned to smile at him. "Father, I couldn't believe it when I saw Ariel and Kelly. You really let them seal you in a crate?" "Yes, your brother with me. He is still upstairs, asleep. But he should be coming alive soon enough." He smelled the strong stench of fear. "Do you need my help Childe?" Kris shook her head, as Denise threw her arms around her, staring at Jessy in terror. "No, Father, I think I have things under control right now. If I could just get these boys to stop teasing her, that is." She lifted Denise's face. "Isn't that so, sweetie?" Denise looked at Jessy. "He is my, Master right, Mistress?" Kris nodded. "One of them at any rate. Nick is still asleep, he's still just a baby, and babies need a lot of sleep." Kelly laughed, trying not to make too much noise. "A baby with a eight inch boner that is." Kris shot him a look of fury. "Kelly, take yourself upstairs and tell Steven, I told him to punish you for your mouth. I have already told you to stop. You are doing nothing but scaring her more. And she is scared enough without anyone making it worse." Kelly looked at Jessy. A look of worry in his eyes, "Master?" "Did she tell you to stop once already?" Kelly nodded. "Yes, Master." "Then best you hurry up and do what she said. Anise is still here, and he thinks I am too soft on all of you anyway, and she is right. The little one is so terrified that the stench of her fear is damn near maddening." Jessy entered the room to come to where Kris was holding the girl. "Poor little one. Is this the girl you told me about on the phone last night? I haven't bothered to look." Kris shook her head. "No that is Vicky, she is in the other room with Jamie and Kevin. This is Denise and her twin Dennis. If I am not mistaken her fear, is mostly not only because she is still a virgin, but that she found pleasure from me last night when not only did I feed from her, but shared my blood with her as well. I think if I can just get her to drink from me again, a lot of the fear is going to be gone. But I haven't had time to do that, because I have been defending her from her brother and Kelly." Jessy nodded. "Which room are they in?" I remember when I had to do it all back when you were as young as Nick is. I don't want you to have to go through that at the moment. I have you horribly spoiled, and happen to like you that way." "Hold on Father, why don't you share blood with Dennis here, while I tend to Denise. Then we can take them with us and go and unlock the door. If they see you without seeing me first, Gods I don't even want to think how Vicky will react." Jessy nodded. Pulling out a blade. And handing it to Kris first. Watching as she coaxed the girl to lean forward so that she could drink from the wound that she was cutting into her throat. Before taking the knife from her and turning to Dennis. "Don't be afraid of me boy. I promise, I will not hurt you." He smiled as Dennis swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. "Good, well why don't you just pull up here, and let me see to it that you don't run the risk of making my promise a lie." Dennis tried to smile. But now he was almost as afraid as his sister had been all night. This was his master. The one that could and would do whatever he wanted to him. What was worse, he knew that once he drank from him, there would be a time that he would gladly do anything this man wanted him to do, no questions asked. Jessy closed his eyes as the blade pressed into his skin. Cutting deep before her pulled the mortals mouth to him. "Go on honey, drink." It never stopped the feeling that he felt any time one of those in his care fed from him. And the first time one of their pets took from him. It was always the best. Dennis fell into his arms, pressing against him as he felt lips on his. He had been worried about how it would be to be taken by a man, but if this were any indication, he would love it. Jessy just moaned. All of a sudden he was hungry. "Close you eyes boy. I am not going to hurt you, but I just woke, and I am hungry. There are plenty in the house for your mistress to feed from, but for now, I am eating for two." He licked Dennis's throat before locking down, feasting on the hot blood. Feeling the boy flinch just one and then again, he pressed even more into Jessy's arms. Dennis was in love. There was no other way to describe the feelings he was feeling. His mistress had been so good to him, but she had not given him more than the briefest time last night, and here now, his master held him, even as he fed, his hands roamed over his body, bringing only feelings of pleasure, never pain, or even discomfort. He had never sought anyone else's bed before, but then again, he was always too busy protecting his sister. He was beginning to believe as his hip thrust up into the hand to capture his erection in a gentle but firm grasp. That the reason he had never sought anyone else, is that he was meant for this, and this man. "Warning Father, he is as much a virgin as she is. So you can't expect him to have a clue as to what control is." Kris, who sat by Jessy, holding Denise giggled as Dennis cried out in pleasure as his orgasm exploded from him, in long ropes of jism. "See what did I warn you about." Jessy laughed softly, lifting his hand to his mouth, licking the hot, white, sticky mess of his hand. "I do believe I will grow to love this one, in no time at all." "I think you will find the rest just as easy to love Father." Kris looked down to where Denise lay against her. "I know I am fastly growing too." Jessy kissed him once more pleased that Dennis was just as eager to kiss him, as he was, the boy. "Well, I hate to stop this dear. But if we don't hurry up and to and see to the others, then I am worried with as short a time that you all have been with here, the risk of suffering is just too great. But this is a promise I make you. I will not hurt you, and your deflowering will be as painless as it is beautiful, ask any of those in your house that I love." Dennis just shrugged. "It's cool, Master. I trust you, I trust my Mistress. Either of you could have hurt me half a million different ways already, and you didn't, so why should you start now?" Kris giggled. "You listen to your brother honey, he has the way of it. We are stronger than any one mortal is. And choose not to hurt those in our keep, because, it is not fair to hurt those that are so much weaker than us. It's like a grown man beating a toddler." When they made it to the room, it was open, and Anise was in the room, seeing to the three. "Oh, shoot, I forgot about you Elder." Kris looked rather embarrassed. "So, how are they doing?" Anise looked up from where Vicky had been feeding from him. "Much better than those two were. I smelt the fear, so I decided to come and see if I could take care of these three." "Thank you Anise." Kris hugged him. "I am only one person, and the boys teased Denise so much that she almost fainted from fright." She gestured back to where Denise was standing just outside the door. "But she's alright now, isn't that right, baby?" The girl looked up, blushing. "Yes, Mistress." It still was a little shocking to her to feel what she felt when she was with her mistress. She had never dreamed that any woman could have her feel what her mistress did, every time she either shared her blood with her, or fed from her. "Is this the one, Kris?" Jessy looked at Vicky, who was curled up in Anise's arms. "Yeah, I would have seen to it that her scars were gone, but I wanted you to see what that bitch did to her first. A lot of them are gone, but there is still enough present that you can get a readers digest version of what she had looked like when I stepped in, and if you need to get the full story, just look in my eyes. I will be more than happy to show you. That boy there, too." She pointed at Kevin who was trying to hide behind Jamie. "Come here honey. I didn't hurt you last night did I?" Kevin shook his head, still hiding behind Jamie as he looked at Jessy. Anise gently settled Vicky on the bed, and stood up, reaching for Kevin. "You remember me child, right? I was the one that stopped that mad man from hurting you last night and brought you home to your mistress and master's." Kevin nodded. "Then you know I won't hurt you. Nor will I lie to you. Your new master is my great grandChilde. He is your mistress's father. He will never do to you what those others did. You are safe here." Kevin looked from him to Jessy, then to Kris, before breaking down into tears. "I'm sorry, please, I'm sorry." "Damn them." Kris moved at once to gather him to her, shushing his cries. "Why are you sorry, honey, for being afraid? Hell Kevin if I had been through all you had been through, I would be terrified too. But that is okay. Ask my Father, we will never let anyone hurt you like that again." She held him close gently rocking him as he struggled to control himself. Jessy was too busy seeing what was left of Vicky's scars, and as he looked into the girls gray eyes and the full story fell from her mind in one horrifying way of pain and fear, he began to feel his blood boil. "I am going to kill this bitch." He was so furious. How could anyone do this to another. He had been a master long enough to have learned how to give those like her what they needed for emotions and mental balance and stability. But to take it this far, to use their needs against them like this woman had with this child. No, no responsible master or mistress would ever do this. "You just forget her little one. She can never touch you again. I will see that she pays for what she did to you, and pays for a very long time." "Please, Master you won't use my weakness against me will you?" She was so used to her mistress laughing at her as she cried in the middle of being tortured, only to cry victory when she had lost all control and even as she bled from wounds and screamed as her old mistress would stitch her up, cum, again and again. "First of all, what you call a weakness, is actually in its own way one of your greatest strengths, and no, tease you, test you, yes. But never, do you hear me? Never will, your mistress or I, do to you what that thing did. I refuse to call her a person. That would imply that she was human, and no human does this to another. Not even my kind, back when we hunted would have done to you what she did. We killed when we fed. Yes, that is true. But I have never heard of any of us doing to a mortal what she did to you. Not even Marcus, as mad as he was when he made your mistress the first time and hurt her like he did, had done this much." He sniffed the air around her. "I smell blood little one. Are you still wounded in some way?" Vicky blushed again, as Kris broke into peels of laughter. "The blood you smell Father, is her last monthly flow. I think that was what messed with my head so much last night. Between losing Puck and Darlin, and that. I just sort of lost my shit for a moment. That was the time that the Elder had to step in and stop me from going too far with her." Jessy's eyebrow shot up and became one with his hairline. "Are you telling me, she's on her period?" When Kris nodded he grinned. "I have never not even when I hunted run across one that had such a gift to offer me." He looked down at Vicky, cupping her chin in his hand. "You do understand that this is the last one that you will ever have?" "Yes, Master my Mistress explained that to me last night. She was so thrilled when she found out." She was grinning. She had never though anyone would ever be happy she was indisposed in such a fashion, her old mistress used to be so mad at her when her cycle was upon her so much that she would see to it that that was not the only place she bled. "Well go on Father, it is so sweet, it tastes even better than blood from her jugular. I'm going to take the rest up stairs and introduce them to their new housemate's and see that Nick meets Jamie. He's a birthday present from me. Sort of a welcome to the family gift." She giggled as Jamie blushed. "Oh, before I forget. Did you three do what I told you to do this morning?" "Yes Mistress." Was the response of all three. As they each looked anywhere but at her. It had been so wild. Jamie and Kevin had never imagined that they would ever feel anything like they had from each other, and Vicky, well, she was so used to obeying that it never once crossed her mind not to do just exactly what Kris had told her to do. *What had you told them to do Kris? * *They were so excited, I told them to play, and that they each were to cum at least three times. But I also told them not to go all the way. I was making sure that was left for you and Nick. * Jessy nodded as he gently lay Vicky back on the bed. "I take it you had a good time this morning?" He kissed her lightly, careful not to frighten her. She was already too close to fear that all it would take is a single display of dominance from him and she would fall apart. Later, that would be a nice thing to see, but for now. All he wanted to do was to taste the blood that he smelled from her so strongly. "Yes, Master. They didn't hurt me. They were nice to me. I didn't know that anyone other than my mistress could be nice to me." Jessy hushed her. Stroking her breast, that still had some ugly scarring. "Close you eyes baby, let me see to this." He had helped to repair many of his pets. So he knew just what she needed. "Has Anise fed from you tonight?" Kris might have started this, but he would finish it. Vicky fought down her response to beg him to spare her. She was being silly. She knew that. This was her master. He had every right to do this. "No, Master." "Would it upset you if I did? I want to help your mistress see that you are fully healed, but I need a little of your blood so that mine can work better on your body." "The other master, fed from me last night, Master. He didn't hurt me. And my mistress told me that if I resisted, she would be mad at me." She turned her head, offering her throat to his mouth. Jessy just shook his head. He could well see Kris saying something like that to the girl. His Childe was so gentle, but when it came to some things, she was a total bitch. He had just fed just a few minutes ago, so there was no hunger. But he needed to taste her blood. His body needed to react to it so that when he went to heal her, he could do so quickly. Vicky, moaned, low at the feel of his slow pull, it was so nice. Why hadn't her old mistress been this kind to her. The prospect of learning that her weakness was nothing to be ashamed of. That one could be teased and tormented without feeling ashamed or being pushed too far. It was all like a fairy tale. He hand lifted to stroke Jessy's hair as he fed from her, slowly. Just enough to get a good feel for her, but no more. His head lifted lips closing on hers as he felt the stirring in his body that all feedings gave him. He had fed once tonight so far, and had, had to pull away from that darling boy to help his Childe see to the others. Well no matter. Once he saw to it that the scars were nothing but a bad memory. He would see to it that she leaned that he would never hurt her, truly cause her pain, or at least not more than he felt she could gladly accept. And never to the extent that had been pushed on her before. "It is going to be difficult for me to tend to you with as sweet as you smell little one. I might lose my mind." He chuckled at her blush. "Or perhaps you may wish I had, hmmm?" He lowered his mouth to her left breast. Licking the nipple, watching as it hardened. The scars still there from where it had been cut from her, and then sewn back on over and over again, though slightly fainter, were still very much visible. He bit his lip, before taking it into his mouth and beginning to suck. Biting her just hard enough to draw blood to mix, with, his own to see to it that the scars faded. Vicky gasped at the feel of his bite, but them she moaned as he pulled his fangs back to continue to lick and suck at her nipple. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Not even her mistress had made her feel like this. "Master?" Jessy looked up, a glint of concern in his green eyes. "Am I hurting you little one?" She shook her head. "No, Master. It's just, I have never felt anything like this." He smiled relaxing. "Well then my dear, get ready to feel a lot of things you have never felt before." And he went back to seeing to her care. Moving to her right breast to tend it as carefully as he had her left. * * * Denise tried not to pull back as Kris led them into the living area of the home. But it wasn't easy. She was still coming to terms with the fact what her mistress had made her feel. Kris pulled her close. "Hi, folks, I have a few new friends I would like you t meet." She looked over to where Nick sat, looking absolutely miserable. "Hungry, Nick?" Nick nodded. "If you only knew. Been trying to control myself until our father makes it back upstairs. But I'm real afraid that I'm not going to make it." He looked at her with fear and worry in his dark blue eyes. "I don't have shit for control Kris, what happens if I can't control myself, and end up killing one of them?" Kris left the four standing where they were and moved to pull him into her arms. "Ssshh, Nicky. Go on little brother. Just as soon as you get a better grip on yourself, I have someone I want you to meet. But for now, go on and feed." She realized as Nick sobbed against her throat, feeding. That he hadn't been far off the mark with his worries. He didn't have any control right now. What with just having rose from his sleep, and being newborn and all. *Go on Nick, your hunger isn't going to kill me, I can stop you if you take it too far. So just relax and enjoy. * She had been so worried when she was his age and Jessy would feed her, that she was going to hurt him with her hunger. And Nick was as gentle and timid as she used to be. So she wanted to put an end to that worry, now and not later. Nick fed for a few more minutes before Kris gently and carefully pushed him back. *Enough Nick. I haven't eaten yet tonight either. Let me grab a bite to eat, and then we will see how you are doing. But for right now, you're okay. * It was still so hard for Nick to pull back. If it hadn't been for the fact that his older sister was stronger than he was, he might have never been able to do it. "Thanks Kris. You have no idea how much I needed that." Kris only laughed at him. "That is what you think. I have been where you are, twice. Once when Marcus made me what I am, and then again when our father remade me his. So trust me honey, I know exactly what you are going through." She patted his leg. "But now that I have you settled. I have someone I want you to meet, well actually four someone's I want you to meet, but one unparticular." She held out her hand to the four that were still standing there, silent. Each of them was trying in their own way not to draw attention to themselves. "Jessy is still downstairs taking care of the little girl that I saved from an abusive mistress last night. She was pretty messed up. Kevin was too, but I took care of him already." She squeezed Kevin's fingers. "He's better now, but last night when Anise brought him home, Christ, he was a mess. Some son of a bitch had branded him. He had welts all over his body, the worse of them on his groin. Just as soon as I get calmed down enough to decide to deal with them. I am going to, see, if I own stock in the company, and if I don't, I am going to buy it. Even if I have to do some thing I am not quite as good at as Jess was at my age, and dominate a whole lot of them to get them to sell it to me. And once I have it. I am going to personally see to it that who ever did to him what was done, pays and pays big time." Nick nodded his agreement. He had grown up in a home that had pets, or, slaves had been one for over a hundred and seventy years. And never, once had he been treated unfairly. "So how is he holding up so far Kris? After living through what you just descried, he should look a whole hell of a lot more upset." Kris looked to Kevin. "How are you doing tonight, baby? All the bad things gone?" Kevin hated to be singled out for anything. Even if it was only for a question. Being singled out had too many bad memories for him. "Yes, Mistress. Your, slave, I mean I am doing well tonight. Thank you for asking." He could kick himself for that slip. He had made a promise to himself as he lay in bed after he and Jamie had finished not only with each other but with Vicky as well. That he would do everything in his power to please his new mistress and master's. So far, he had been treated better in one night, than he had been since he was forced into slavery. "Sorry Mistress, I didn't mean to slip. Just not used to being a person again, I guess." "Fucking assholes." Nick stood up and moved to take Kevin's hand. "It's okay, you have all the time in the world to work out your identity problems that some dick-head did to you. Kris isn't going to yell at you, my father isn't going to yell at you. And me, hell kid, I was just like you this time last week. I sure as hell ain't going to yell at you." "Thank you Master, you are too kind to me." Kevin looked down. As Nick pulled him close. "Hey, Kris, you have your own special pets, father has his, can I have him? I think I understand him better than you. You were never a pet, I was." He held Kevin close. "I won't ever short any of the others my time and love, you know that, but he needs me." "Sure, but he isn't the one I got for you. Jamie is. But he and Jamie spent the night together last night and are comfortable with each other." She pointed to Jamie who stood there, watching Nick closely. "Nick, I would like you to meet Jamie. Pretty face, this is my brother that I told you about last night. He is now your primary master, the one you belong too. More than to me or my father." Jamie dropped to his knees at once. "Master." His fingers were laced behind his head in a very standard slave presentation. "Damn, Kris, did you have to make sure he started calling me that already?" Kris just chuckled. "Wasn't my doing Nicky. They all already come trained to think that way. It's going to be hell to get the new ones to get to a point that they don't call you that. It sucks I know, it took me years to fully come to grips with being called mistress, I even tried to get them to go with ma'am, but as you know, I only had a so-so luck with that one. So get used to hearing the word master from them, the new ones at any rate. Eventually, they will grow to be comfortable enough with you and belonging to you, that the word master won't be needed every time they talk to you. But it took Randy almost twenty years to get to that point with Jessy. Lucky are you, that now, what with you being of the blood, you really do have damn near forever to teach them to lighten up."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 9 Vicky looked up, as Jessy gently made his way back up her body. It had been unlike anything she had ever felt before. The closest had been the night before as her mistress had gone done down on her. She had, had, more orgasms with out pain than she had ever had in her life. And now, she knew she should be afraid. Men had not only never interested her, they had terrified her. But after all the pleasure he had given her, the thought of offering him even this small token in appreciation was only right and proper for her to give. Jessy had not been this tempted by a mortal, even one of his precious pets in a long time. The very fact that he had been able to feast on her freely without fear of hurting her as he cleaned the blood from her vagina was a truly wondrous thing. And when he had pulled the latex type cover from her cervix, to catch the blood that had been held there the whole night, and had been freed. He had almost really gone mad. He had licked and sucked at her until, for the moment, there was no more blood flowing from her. Listening to her cries of pleasure, not pain, as he had drove her past the point of reason so many times. He was rather pleased with himself. He knew how gender biased she was, it was clear in her thoughts as she chose to welcome him as a show of gratitude for what he had given her. He smiled to himself. Soon enough, biased or not, she would realize that he was not like most men, and knew what she wanted and needed. And once he was finished. She would be even happier as he introduced her to Melody. His green eyes caught her gray. No words, just a solid wall of comfort and assurance that he would not hurt her that she would never feel anything but pleasure like this from him. She moaned low in her throat as Jessy entered her slowly, pausing as his pelvic bone met hers to grind against her with gentle but strong movements. Vicky tried to pull up, to hurry him, as he kept up the slow easy, thrust then grind. But every time she tried to push up, he would stop and pull away until she calmed down and laid back. "Better now?" She nodded, resigned to the fact that her master was going to do this at his own speed and his speed alone. "I'm sorry, Master. I won't be bad again." Jessy murmured softly. "You aren't being bad, honey, a trifle in a rush, maybe. But not bad." He resumed his slow and easy pace. His movements were closer to rocking than to thrusts. He was her first man. The idea of being a woman's first man was one that was new to him. Now for his male pets, he was very often their first. But even Melody had once had a lover who was male. She had just chosen to limit her partners to only women. She lay under him, lost in the slow and easy motions of his loving. At the pace he was going, she was going to lose her mind, long before he finally gave into the pleasure again, but oh what a delightful way to go. Her fingers locked in his hair as her lips opened to his as he began to kiss her, for the first time with any heat and force. The change of his rhythm was so unexpected that it caught Vicky off guard. She screamed, as, suddenly his slow and easy rocking thrusts, became fast and hard hammering ones. She sobbed holding him as she was thrown almost at once into a mind-numbing climax. "Oh, Master, oh, please, yes." She babbled as she felt one right after the other rack through her. It was so powerful. It hurt, but felt wonderful at the same time. She screamed one last time as a blazing heat raced through her as he sank his fangs into her throat. Tensing for just one brief moment, before losing consciousness. Jessy was far too gone to stop as he felt her lose consciousness. He knew he hadn't hurt her. That this swoon, was, for an all-together different reason. One that stroked his male ego and made him more pleased with things than he had been in many years. To think, she was a virgin to men, and he, her first had sent her so far into the realm of pleasure that she had swooned from it. He slowed his movements down to, finish, enjoying himself on her body. She was too far-gone to notice anything else. *Vicky, little one are, you still with me? * Jessy stroked her hair gently as he called her back to the world around her. Bright, clear gray eyes opened slowly. "M-Master?" She looked up at him. "What happened?" Jessy kissed her nose lightly. "It would seem, that you are just as susceptible to me and the rest of my pets are. You fainted on me honey." Vicky giggled. "Wow, Master. I never thought, the last time I passed out it was from pain, but never like this." Jessy looked at her with worry. "Did I hurt you honey?" She shook her head, emphatically. "No, Master. If anything, it was the best I have ever felt before in my life. Thank you." He chuckled. "For what my dear, for enjoying myself with you? Trust me Vicky, you don't have to thank me for that, your body did that already." He kissed her one last time before pulling away. "Well, I suppose we need to get upstairs before your mistress comes looking for us. Besides, I have someone who is just dying to meet you." He rose off the bed and held out a hand to her. "I am going to see if I can talk Ariel and Melody into going out and doing some serious clothes shopping for the lot of you. As pretty as you are right now. I don't think I want you to run around all night the time looking quite that inviting." Vicky looked up at his in shock. "Clothes, Master? I haven't been allowed to wear clothes for the last two years." "Well, then it is high time you got used to them again, don't you think?" He extended his hand again. "Now, come on honey. There is a whole bunch of people up there that would like to meet you." Jessy led her up the stairs and into the main part of the living area. Where her stopped as Nick was trying to convince Jamie that he really didn't need to kneel to him. Jessy kept his opinions to himself as he led Vicky to where Kris was sitting with Denise and Dennis. "It looks like I am going to have to get back in touch with Henry. I had been meaning to talk to him for the last few years, but now that we are back in the states. I suppose I really don't have an excuse anymore." Kris looked at him and began to laugh. "Jess, love, go take a look in a mirror." She just laughed even harder when Vicky blushed. "You too little one. The two of you look a mess." Jessy looked at Vicky. "I am to assume I have more mess on my face than she does?" Kris just nodded laughing. "Dear me, I always have prided myself on being a neat eater, but then again, my means do not usually cover my face quite like she did. Come on honey. Let's go and wash up. No sense in scaring the rest." "Before you step out of the room, Childe, I wish to give you my leave. I have enjoyed my stay here, but now that you have come, I need to go." He held out a hand to Vicky. "Pity that I have never had any interest in your needs, child. I feel if I had, I would pester your master to allow me to take you and see to it that you were kept with those in my house." He leaned down, licking her blood from her cheek before kissing her. "But alas, I am sure that you would be much happier here than with me." Then he pulled Jessy close. "I am proud of you. Your Childe has proven that you are indeed a fine father, even if you are young." "She has never been anything but a joy to me, Elder. And as she continues to grow, I don't see that changing. I left my mother's house before I was her age, now I understand what Janis must have felt like when I did. I honestly do not wish to ever see her leave me, lucky for me, she is more than just my Childe." He hugged the older man. "Never happen honey, I'm your wife, your mate even before I am your Childe." Kris lay a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks Anise, I don't know how I would have made it if you hadn't been there to help me." They took their leave taking of Anise before turning to look at the rest of the room. "I suppose I need to go get cleaned up." She smiled. "Well hurry up then. With the thoughts Dennis has running through his head right now, if you don't hurry up and tend to him, he is going to end up jumping you soon." Jessy laughed looking over at the young mortal that blushed. "You don't say. Are you sure he is a virgin Kris?" Kris nodded. "And would like nothing more than not to be. Go on Father. I'll see to Nick and his two." She looked over to where Nick was sitting on the side of the bed against the wall, with both Kevin and Jamie on either side of him. Kelly moved slowly to Kris. "Mistress." He stood there. "My Master has ordered me to beg your forgiveness for my bad behavior. He said if I do not get it, he will whip me again. Please Mistress I am sorry. Please, forgive me, don't send me back to him to be whipped again." Kris looked him up and down. "Whipped you, you don't say. I don't see any welts." She turned him around and his skin was still unblemished. If Steven called what he did to you a whipping, he is loosing his touch." "Please Mistress. He bent me over the bed and used a belt on me. I was lashed with it twenty times. Please, forgive me Mistress, he will double it if you don't." "Go back and tell him, I forgive you. But Kelly the next time to don't mind. It will be my father that welds the belt. And you know what that is like." Kelly grabbed her hand, kissing it repeatedly. "Thank you Mistress." Then he turned and hurried off to make peace with his lover. Kris looked up at two pair of eyes that met hers, fear and worry in them. "Relax babies. That is Kelly, and he is a lot like Vicky, just not quite to her extreme. Trust me, he is going to go back and assure Steve that the problem is taken care of, and we probably won't be seeing them for a few hours. Kell is almost aggressive after a bout with a whip, belt, cane, or lash, particularly if Stevie targets is balls." Dennis shuddered but didn't say anything. If his master and mistress wanted to do that to him, what right did he have to argue? But Denise began to cry softly. Holding on to her brother tightly. Kris was hungry, and still needed a shower, but all other considerations were forgotten at the first sound of Denise's cries. "Hey, honey, what is wrong?" She looked up at her, her dark, doe, brown eyes seeking some kind of assurance. "Our master and you, you aren't going to do that to us, are you?" Kris sat beside her. "No honey, we aren't. Neither of you feels like that is something you would find pleasure in. So the only time you will feel pain from one of us is if we have to punish you. And that is, for the most part with very few exceptions a spanking." Then she smiled at the girl, going out of her way to hide her fangs. "Besides, baby, you're a girl. Targeting your balls would be a real hard trick." She patted Denise's knee as that last comment brought a giggle out of the girl. "But for now, we don't need to go into the rules of the house. Later this evening, my father will explain to all of you what is okay, and what will get you spanked, what will get you whipped, and what will earn you much worse." Her smile froze on her face as she looked up to where Nick was sitting with his two. *Nicky, pull back. * She was up and across the room like a shot. She had forgotten how quickly the hunger could take one of them who were as young as her little brother was. *Now, Nick! * Her will came down on his, in a less than gentle fashion. She didn't have time to be gentle with him. If she didn't get him to break off his blood lust, Jamie was going to die." Nick pulled back, rubbing his temples. "Damn Kris, that hurt. I wasn't going to hurt the boy, was just hungry, and he offered." Kris's closed fisted blow caught him across the mouth, knocking him flat on the bed. *Look at your pet, Nicholas. If I hadn't stepped in when I did, you would have done a whole lot more than just hurt him. You would have killed him. * She didn't want to frighten any of the new mortals in the house, especially not these two, who now belonged to her brother, so she screamed at him mind to mind, only. *For now, until you get a little control, you'd best make sure that either father or I are around when you feed. And you feed from one of us first thing when you get up. I mean it Nicky. I didn't get you this pretty thing, just so you could accidentally kill him by not having any control of your lust. We, do, not kill remember? * She gave Nick an ugly look as she pulled Jamie against her. Ripping at her wrist with her fangs, she pressed it against his lips. "Go on, sweetie. Your master is too young to let you share blood with him yet, so you are stuck with my father or me. And well Jessy has taken Vicky aside and I think they are getting a quick shower, which means we might see them in an hour or so." She looked up, looking for one of the pets that she and her father had, had with them for a long time. *Robby, be a love and run get a big glass of water for Nick's new pet here. My brother forgot himself and came close to draining him dry. * She watched the worry fill his eyes as he nodded and headed for the stairs, to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. *Chill, kid. I made a few blunders when I was as young as Nick is. No one was hurt. Jessy took care of everything back then. And now, he and I can do the same for Nick. He won't hurt anyone. We are just going to have to be there when he feeds for a while to make sure that he doesn't loose himself too much again. It's okay, I promise. * She looked at Jamie, who after taking from her, had gone back to Nick and was curled up close to him, he wasn't afraid. He hadn't realized how close he had been to death. Which was a good thing. At Nick's age, fear was hard to deal with. "Nicky, Robby is running up to get your boy here a drink of water, make sure he drinks it all." Nick nodded, stroking Jamie's hair as the mortal pressed against him. *I'm sorry, Kris. It was stupid, I know. Our father had warned me once already, I just forgot. * *I know, been there, I know just how easy it is to forget. Sorry for hitting you, but you scared me. * *That is the first time you have ever hit me. Is that what you meant when you told me that now that I was really your little brother, you could squash me and get away with it? * *I had only been kidding Nick. But yes, as long as you had been only mortal. It didn't matter how much of Jessy's and my blood you had taken, you were still mortal, and it would have been nothing to kill you. But now, maybe I'm not so sorry for hitting you after all. You now have an understanding of just how strong we really are. And how strong you will be with a little time. * Robby hurried back into the room, with a large glass of water, moving close to Nick, but not quite as close as he normally would, he extended his hand offering it. The stench of fear was not over powering, but it was still there. Tears the color of blood welled in Nick's eye's. But before he could say anything, Kris stepped in. *Like this you two. Jamie and Kevin have no clue what just happened. And for now, until they get a little more accustomed to Nick and he gets a little more control. I would just as soon they not know what had almost happened. Fear is not easy on a newborn Robby, and it doesn't matter if you have known Nick for as long as you have been with us. When Jessy gave him to our family. He became a newborn again. * Nick looked at the guy, who had been his friend, who had been his bedmate more than once. *I won't hurt you Robby, I love you, you are my friend. I didn't mean to forget to, ask for help from Kris. I promise, it won't happen again. I don't want to hurt either of them, and I don't want Kris to ever, hit, me again like she just did. The bitch laid me flat. * *Robby, it wasn't really his fault. It was mine. I wasn't paying close enough attention to him. I know what he is going through, been there, done that. It was an accident, one that will, never, happen again. Now you just go one, curl up somewhere with Ariel and chill. * Robby nodded, the tension leaving his body as Kris's soothing energy wrapped around him. *Okay, Kris, sorry Nick. I don't know what I was thinking. I know you love me. If I ever had any doubt on that fact, it would have been ground flat a long time ago. * He leaned over and kissed Nick. "Make sure he drinks all the water, Nick. Or Ariel will give me hell for days." Robby hugged and kissed Kris quickly smiled at the two that were looking at him in shock, and headed off to find Ariel. "Master." Jamie sounded shocked and scandalized. "He just called you by your name, and not master." "He's also been with us for close to twelve years kid. He knew me long before I became like I am now. That is what I have been trying to get the two of you to understand. Most of them, who have been with us for longer than five years, don't call Kris or my father, Master or Mistress, unless it is something important. Or one of the others, like Anise who is my great great-grand father. Is here, and then we don't call them anything but master and mistress." Then he laughed. "I used to be one of them too. But now, I am his son, so all I call him is Jessy and father. And Kris is just Kris. Trust me, give it a few years, and you will get the hang of it." Dennis looked up as Jessy followed by Vicky re-entered the room. The other master kind of frightened him a little, but this one, he could feel comfortable with. He had felt just as amused as his mistress had at his habit to lose himself when he was either fed from or one of them gave him their blood. He sat up straighter hoping that his master would take time to notice him. Jessy had to struggle to keep from laughing. But he knew that if he did the boy would probably not understand the humor in it at all, and get his feelings hurt. "Hello sweet heart. I see you are glad to see me." He sat by Dennis, totally ignoring the fact that for now he was as naked as the boy was. "Are you going to feed from me again, Master?" Dennis was always more than happy to be fed from. He just loved the feeling that came when he was. "I'm not hungry right now. But before the night is over, I will have too. Nick is feeding ten to twelve times a night, and I am much more comfortable if he takes from Kris or I. It won't be that long before he learns to, control, himself and I won't have to worry about him anymore." He pulled Dennis close. "I am going to have to sit down with Kris and Nick later tonight and decide is it has been long enough yet. For so long, we have refrained from renaming our pets. It hurt so much after so many of them died. But now, the promise that at last, we no longer have to automatically kill those we love, when their mortality reaches to claim them. That if they wish it, and I believe it is a good idea, I can take them as one of my children." He brushed his lips against Dennis's brow. "What about you, Dennis, would you mind taking a new name? Not one that is demeaning or demoralizing, but an endearment?" Kris looked up from where she still sat by Nick, and his two new pets. "Are you serious, Father? I have been wondering when it was going to cross your mind that it was seriously time to start renaming them again." "It's been over twenty years, Childe. It took me that long to heal from the pain that losing so many in such a short time caused me. But even though I still bleed inside from the loss of Puck and Darlin, it is time to go on. And now, with the fact that we no longer, must, kill them after our blood protects them from moralities grip. I think it is time we started again. It is just going to take me a few days to decide what name I should give them. But yes, we will start to give them all new names." Kris snapped her fingers. "Speaking of Puck, hold on Jess. I have something I saved from DP's last night for you." She got up and headed for the closet that she had tucked the painting in. "I know it is still too soon for us to look at it for any great period of time, but I knew you would want it for yourself." She pulled out the painting, turning to carry it to where he sat. "I almost lost my shit last night when I saw this. All this time, and it was still exactly where Bobby hung it when Ryan gave it to him." She lifted the black draping from the painting, to expose the scene. Jessy sat there, silent looking at the painting that he had always been so proud of. It was of Angel hanging, arms cuffed and chained above him head, head thrown back against Jessy in the painting. There was a criss-cross of welts on his body, a, few leaking blood. His hips frozen forever in a forward thrust into his hand. Jessy's mouth pressed against his throat. Fangs just barely present and the blood from the wound under then was just the smallest of tints. The pleasure and joy in Angel's face was something that Jessy missed so much. He had dearly loved this pet. As much and as surely as he had loved any of those that he had fully mastered those first early years. And the caption at the bottom of the painting, in gold Calligraphy was as painful to him as the painting. 'All In The Name Of Love'. He remembered how Angel had cried when Puck had given it to him for his grand opening present. The painting was perfect. And the vampire touches were just right for the theme of the new club. It was a Gothic Fetish club, and at the time, vampires were in fashion. If only they had known how much so. Jessy put his head in his hands. "Put it away, Childe. You are right. It does mean so much to me to have this reminder of what once was returned to me. But I just can't look at it right now. Thank you for thinking of me. You have no idea how much this means to me, but I just can't look at it right now." He was in tears. Kris dropped the black cover back over the painting and hurried to return it to the closet. After setting it carefully to one side. She turned and hurried back to him. "I'm sorry Father, I never realized it would do this to you. I only wanted to bring it home. It was one of his best works, and it belongs here with us." She held him close, supporting him as he wept. Jessy struggled to get, control, over himself again. "No, Childe. You don't have to be sorry. Of course you had to bring it home. This is where it belongs. Just as soon as I can bear to look at it without wanting to weep, I will hang it in my dungeon. It was where Puck sketched it. That is where it belongs." Kris kissed him softly. "I knew that. I just couldn't leave it there, no matter how much it fit in with the decor of the place. I had to bring it home. We will do with it like we do with the painting Ryan did for me for my first birthday, and no matter where we live, we will take it with us. He would want it that way." Jessy nodded. "I have been one of my people for over three hundred years, and Puck was the first and only one that I ever knew that was as gifted. He was a joy to have and a delight to love. I don't care how long I live, or how many of these dear ones that I will grow to love. He was so very special. Even Aaron, who is near homophobic loved him." Kevin sat beside Nick. Listening to what his master and mistress were saying. He didn't know this one. But they he had been special to them. His talents were what made him so. "Master?" He whispered to Nick. "Who was he, why did my other master cry?" Nick hushed him. "Puck was one in a million baby. He was an artist of skill that I have never seen before, nor do I think I will ever see again. You see the tattoos on your master and mistress? He did them. Ask Ariel or Melody to show you theirs. He was the one that designed them." He opened his shirt to display the one on his chest. "He did this for me, on my sixteenth birthday, back when I was still mortal. It was a special one, unlike any of the others, because I had grown up as my father's son. I became his pet on my sixteenth birthday, and Puck wanted to show the special-ness of my place here. Just as soon as Kris can stand to look at that painting over the fireplace, you will see the first real work he did for her. It is absolutely beautiful. All his work was." "Then they would be mad at me for drawing? If this one was so special, I don't think I would want to make them think I was trying to out so him." His voice was a little sad. He had thought when he had been saved last night and his new masters and mistress was so good to him that he would be allowed to go back to what he had been doing before they forced him into slavery. Nick looked at him closely. "You can draw?" What were the odds? They had lost one that was so sweet, talented and precious, and here was another youngster that could do some of what Puck had done. "And no, they won't be mad at you baby. Cry a little, yes. Mope around for a couple of weeks probably. But never mad at you. You are mine, remember that. I won't ever let anyone hurt you unless you are bad, and then you probably won't ever need anything more than a spanking, or a belt taken to you to punish you." He kissed him deeply. "I promise, Kevin, I won't let anyone hurt you." He looked up to where Kris was still holding his father. *Father, Kris, Kevin is worried that just because he happens to like to do like Puck did, and draw that you will be mad at him. * *Mad at him? * Jessy was at a loss for words. This poor child was afraid that if he followed in Puck's steps that they would resent him and be mad at him. *You did tell him that was ridiculous? I don't care how good the boy is or will become. I will never accuse him of trying to take Puck's place. We are going to have to do something about these new ones and soon. That is one of the reasons I am going back to giving them a new and special name. I want them to understand that we are not like those mortals who have hurt them so. * Jessy really didn't want to do this, but it wouldn't be right, to leave these children with the name that connected them to all the fear and pain. And if he did this for them, then he would have to do this for the rest that he loved. Kris looked at Jessy. "Are you going to be okay now? Denise is sitting over there looking like she is about to go crazy. I think I am going to go over there and start introducing her to the rest of the house." Jessy nodded smiling at her. "I think I am going to take this pretty boy here and run your brother off the bed, and see how many times I can make him lose control." Dennis looked up at that. "Master, are you going to," he blushed. Jessy just laughed. "And here I thought you were eager for me to turn my attention to you. Getting shy on my pet?" Dennis shook his head. "No, Master. It's just, all these people. I will obey. But here, in front of all of them?" "Your mistress has sat watch over Nick while I went to take a shower with her little one there. So yes, I can't leave the room with him as young as he is, so I will have to stay in the room to keep an eye on him." He stood, holding a hand out to Dennis. "Trust me, boy, by the time I am ready to take your virginity, you won't care who is here." Dennis took his hand, trembling. "Yes, Master." This was it. He would finally know what it was like to have a man take him. And even though he wasn't afraid of it, he was still non-too thrilled with the thought of doing it is a room full of people watching as it happened. Jessy led him to the bed against the wall. "Scoot over Childe. I want to show this one just exactly what his new life is going to be like." He looked down at Kevin who was still clinging to Nick on one side and Jamie did on his other. "And Kevin. All I ask as you seek to improve your skill, is the same thing I told Puck. No one sees anything you create before your mistress and I. Other than that rule, you can work to your hearts content. I encourage it. I have found that a pet that can continue to do what he loves best is a happy pet, which is all I want for you." "Thank you Master. You and my master here, you both are took kind to me. I don't know what I have done to disserve this kindness." He moved with Nick and Jamie to pull away from the bed so that Jessy had a place to lie down with Dennis. "Father, after you love him, would you please help me, I have two now, one is a virgin, and the other is worse. A man might have, never, taken Jamie. But Kevin has been, and the ass hole raped him several times. He doesn't know that it can do anything but hurt." "After I help Dennis here to learn that I really will never hurt him. I will feed you first, and then yes, I will be more than happy to help you prove to these two new ones that we do not rape or hurt helpless children." Kris ignored what was going on at the bed. She was entirely too used to Jessy and the way he did things to take any notice of what was going on. "Hi, honey, how you holding up?" The girl looked up at her, trying to smile, but it never touched her eyes. "I am fine Mistress." She flinched a little as Kris lay a hand on her leg. "What is wrong with you honey? I had though surely by now, you would have come to terms with how mortals react to being fed or sharing blood with one of us." Denise looked over to where her brother was lying with their master. "He isn't going to hurt him, is he?" Kris snorted. "My father hurt him? Please, honey, you have got to be kidding. I've known him to go out of his way to see that one of ours isn't hurt. Stay up all day, to continue to feed one of our pets who had hurt herself in an accident. Trust me, Denise. I am more likely to hurt him than Jessy is, and you already know I won't. But that isn't what is the problem here, is it? I thought after I fed from you earlier, and shared blood with you, that you would loosen up. But you are still jumpier than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. What gives?" Denise fought to keep herself from beginning to cry again. "I'm sorry Mistress. I am trying, but every time I think I have gotten to the point that it doesn't bother me anymore, then I start to think about it again." Kris looked heavenward. "Fuck it." Her dark eyes locked with Denise's. "Go to sleep honey. I can't do much for you right now, but I know someone who can. So just go to sleep." She helped the girl to slip back onto the couch. She might not feel comfortable with her ability to dominate them yet, but getting them to go to sleep, and keeping them that way until she wanted them to wake up, she could do and easily. "Stevie," she looked up to find one of the seven regular pets here. "Could you please take her and tuck her in a bed for a while. She's not dealing well at all with her place here now, or should I say, with what I make her feel." The tall, well built young man bent and lifted her. "I was with Kelly for a while, is the Elder gone?" "He left a little while ago, why?" "Just wanted to know if it was safe for me to call you and Jessy anything but master and mistress." He situated the slumbering girl in his arms. "I'm going to go and put her in my and Kelly's bed. He is still there. I'll warn him to come and let you know the moment she starts to stir." Kris shook her head. "Don't worry about that Stevie. She isn't gong to wake up until either my father or me wakes her. Just go tuck her in bed and drag Kelly down with you. I have a little friend for Melody that she is going to need your help to learn how to help with her wants and needs." "Kelly is just going to love you for that Kris." He grinned. "Probably so, and as you drag him back down here, stick you head into the others rooms as you come. Let them all know I have some new friends for them to meet." She was always so pleased with this one. Other than Kelly, he was her second favorite, and Kelly was the primary reason for it. She loved that boy. Even if he did drive her to distraction every now and then." "Sure Kris, be more than happy too." And he turned and headed for the room that he now shared with his lover and friend. A light spring in his step.
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 10 Dennis cried out, softly at the feel of Jessy's fangs, as they broke through the skin of his throat. It kept, feeling, better and better. And the hand that captured his straining erection was almost as good as the feel of his hunger as he gave in to it. "Please, Master." His hips began to thrust up into his master's hand. "Fuck me, please, I want it." Shyness and fear were gone, as he was ready to do anything his master waned. Jessy licked the wounds closed before lifting his mouth to press against Dennis's ear. "Ssshh, I'm not going to 'fuck you' pet. I am going to make love to you. Remember that. I don't 'fuck' those I care for and love. I make love and only love." 'Make love', what a really wonderful thing to know. He had been willing to gladly bend over and let his master just fuck him. But now, the thought that he was going to make love to him. Really as if he cared for him. It was almost too much for him to handle. 'I really think I am in love'. He held tight to Jessy as he continued to touch him, drawing pleasure from him, and only pleasure. "Master," he sobbed against his lips. "I love you. Make love to me, please." Jessy chuckled softly, nibbling at Dennis's lower lip. "What do you think I am doing, pet?" His bright green eyes bore into Dennis's dark brown ones. *You are mine. For now, and forever. There is no Dennis. Dennis, died this night. Your name is now and will always be Pet. * It had been over twenty-five years since Randy, his first love had died. And this one, though nothing like his boy, was still so much like him. True he had been anything but an innocent when Janis had brought him home, giving Jessy his first pet. But Like the first one that had taken that name, he had loved him almost at once. *Do you understand me Pet? * Dennis, who was Dennis no more, but now, Pet nodded. Yes, he understood his master. "Yes, Master. Pet, he understands." Jessy didn't break eye contact with, Pet, as he lifted first one leg over his shoulder, and then the other. A solid soothing force of promise and comfort flowed from him to the mortal underneath him. "Cum for me baby, forget the need for control. I will never ask it of you. I want to see you give yourself to me, now and often." His voice was a mere whisper as he stroked Pet fast and with almost hard motions. Drawing the boy into this quickly as Pet almost screamed as he came. Hips lifting even higher as Jessy milked him. Covering first his throbbing hardness before slowly easing one finger into the puckered hole under his hand, and then tow. Shushing Pet as he moaned softly, pressing back against the fingers and hand that were gently going to see he was accustomed to something in him. "Am I hurting you, Pet?" Pet shook his head. "More Master, please, I don't care if it hurts, more." He was babbling. "No." Jessy was firm on that. This was not one of his sweet ones that loved to mix pain and pleasure. This child was innocent of pain, and innocent of pain he would remain. Other than if he ever were forced to punish him, he would never feel anything but joy from him. "Pet, I don't want to hurt you. Remember that. I do not want to hurt you, ever." And with his eyes still holding Pet's he slowly parted his virginal cheeks to ease his way in. Pet closed his eyes at the pleasure he was feeling, only to whimper in pain. *Don't look away from me Pet. Keep your eyes on me. * Jessy doubled his soothing will. *Later, yes, but for now, look at me. * Pet looked up into the softly, glowing, green eyes. Moaning as the pain stopped and again it was only joy and delight. And like with his Childe's little one, he began to rock slowly. Easing his virginity from him. Never closing his eyes, no matter how much he wanted to. He would see to it that this one was brought to him without taking any of his will. Even, if, that would have been the easiest way to do it. This boy loved him. He had never forced himself on any of those who loved him. Not unless that was what they had wanted. Not even in punishment had he ever raped one of his pets. And he would not start now. Pet was losing his battle to keep his eyes open as the feelings that he was getting kept growing, and as he felt his masters hand on him again, he gave up crying out in wonder and not pain as Jessy began to set up a firm stroke again. *Nick, * Jessy looked up, seeking his youngest. *Come and share him with me. He is a delight. * *He going to freak on me? * Nick was always happy to join his father when it came to loving one of his friends, or now, that he was like Jessy and Kris, one of their pets. Jessy stopped, holding himself deep in Pet. "Baby, are you going to cry if my son join's us?" Pet moaned trying to continue what Jessy had been making him feel. But Jessy just held his position. "Yes, Master." Pet was willing to do almost anything just to get his master to continue to make love to him. The idea that anyone was willing to make love to him, a slave, was the most wonderful thing he had ever heard. Jessy pulled Nick's head to his throat. *Go on, Pet. Wrap those pretty lips of yours around my son's dick and suck. * Okay so it wasn't so pretty and was just a bit blatant, but at the moment, he didn't care. 'Oh God, oh God, I'm going to die'. Pet's mind screamed out as his arms wrapped around Nick's hips and his mouth opened to begin to try to do as his master had ordered. Everything he was feeling made thought near impossible as he rocked with his master as Jessy began to gain power in his thrusts. Nick after he had fed from his father, turned his attention to the warm and tentative mouth on his cock. "Easy there Pet. Take it easy." His hips thrust slowly, easing himself into Pet's mouth until he felt the boy's gag reflex, and then pulling back. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you." Again a slow forward thrust, and again the withdrawal at the moment of Pet's gagging. Nick remembered the first time he had blown his father, and how patient Jessy had been with him, so he swore to himself as he worked slowly with Pet that he would be just as patient with his father's newest. But it was hard. All he wanted, to, do was just force himself into the sweet mouth over and over again until he came. But if he did that, he knew Jessy would have his balls for breakfast. Finally, even as Pet cried out around the hardness in his mouth as he came, he was able to take Nick fully into his throat. His tongue licking as fast as it could as he sucked madly. He no longer cared what sucking a man off made him. If he was gender biased, so much the better. His master was a man, and oh what a man. And this one was his master as well, and as he accepted into him Nick's bloody cum he came again. Lost in the glories of the heat and lust that he always knew when he tasted their blood. With Nick's orgasm, Jessy knew that Pet was totally lost now, and would feel nothing but pleasure as he picked up the strength of his thrusts even more. Losing himself if the tight warm heat that encircled his shaft. Kris had, her, hands full, trying to assure Vicky, as well as Jamie and Kevin that neither Nick nor her father was hurting Dennis. Vicky was a little easier, but the two boys were almost inconsolable. She looked up, grinning with relief as the rest of their pets hurried down the stairs. "Finally," Kris held out a hand to Melody. "Come here baby. I have someone I want you to meet." "I heard last night that you had a special friend for me." Melody dropped in Kris's lap. "Which one is it? Please don't tell me it's that girl that is sleeping in Steven's room. She's about as gender biased as a brick wall." Kris just laughed, kissing her. "No, Mel, that is Denise. And you are right, I had to put her to sleep so my father could take time with her to help her get over the fact that she is very open to me when I feed from her. The friend I am talking about is this little one here. Vicky, I would like you to meet Melody, Mel, Vicky." Melody whistled softly. "Kris, she is a, damn what a doll." "I sort of thought you would think like that, you damn dyke you. Now warning. You are gong to need a little help from Steve and Kell, in seeing to making sure she is happy. She is like Kelly, but even more so." Melody just shrugged. "I already work with Steve, when he is doing his humiliate Kelly thing. If it isn't you, you know how that guy is. And it only makes it worse because I am not only gender biased, but as you keep calling me, a damn dyke." "Well, it's time to let that butch streak out full time with her honey." She looked down at Vicky. "Little one, other than me and your masters, I give you to her. She is also your mistress. But only after me." Vicky shook her head. "I don't understand Mistress." Kris patted her cheek, "okay, this is how your life is going to be from this point on. First there is your master, my father, then me, and then Nick, your other master. And then if you are not answering to us, who, is unless we give your orders before, we go to sleep a lot of the time. You answer to her. she is your mistress. Now sweetie, do you understand?" Vicky looked from her to Melody, bottom lip trembling. "Mistress, is she going to be like my last one was?" She didn't want to upset either her mistress, or the one that her mistress was giving her to, but she had to know. Kris never had the chance to answer. Melody broke into gales of laughter. "Kris calls you little one right?" Vicky nodded, clinging to Kris. "Okay little one, not only am I not like that evil woman, if I ever get my hands on her, I am gong to show her exactly what it means to really be hurt. Butch I might be, but damn lass, I'd have to be insane to get off doing to you what she did." Melody held out her hand to Vicky. "Come on wee one. Let me take care of you." Kris threw back her head as Vicky looked at her in confusion. "Go one little one, Melody is Irish/Scott. She just called you little one. She isn't going to hurt you any more than I did, or at least not anymore than you want her too." She looked to Jamie and Kevin. "Okay guys. Boys unparticular, listen to me. Thus is Jamie," she pointed to the taller of the two. "And that is Kevin. They are both Nick's new pets, and Jamie, though he isn't a virgin to girls, is to men, so hands off until after Nick sees to him. And Kevin here," she pulled the frightened youngster close. "Is pretty close to being a virgin, the only thing he knows is abuse, so like Jamie here, until Nicky has had time to show him that we don't get off on hurting innocent and defenseless kids, hands off." Then she looked to Steven. "Steve dear boy, I do believe you are going to be very busy for a while. Not only with helping Mel learn how to see to her girl, but Nick with Jamie here as well. He is a bit like Kelly. Not quite as intense, but a good spanking does him a world of wonder." "Damn Kris, I might be bonded to you and Jessy and all, but show a little pity, I am still only human. And Kelly is going to end up not being able to walk for days at the rate you are going." "My father or I will see to Kell, don't you worry about your boy none. You just see to it that Mel and Nick know what they need to know." He hung his head, smiling slightly. "Yes, Ma'am." Kris reached out and popped him on the tale. "Smart-ass." Then she pointed to Dennis who was still trapped between Jessy and Nick. "And last but not least, is Dennis. I would say, hands off him too, but as you all can see Jess has taken care of his innocents. And he is responding quite well, even if I do say so myself." "He looks like that lass that is in Steven's room, Kris. Any relationship?" Melody stroked Vicky's hair as the girl knelt at her feet. "They should look a lot alike, they are twins. And also too young to have been forced into slavery. But their step-father got tired of Dennis getting in the way when he tried to molest his sister, so he drugged them and sold them into slavery. They were both virgins. I think either Jessy or I am going to visit the prick before too much longer and have a long talk with him." "Aye, and well you should. The lad don't looks much older than what, sixteen or seventeen?" Melody had a bad habit the more irritated she got, the more her Scottish burr came out. She was three fourths Scottish and only one quarter Irish. And there were times like this that all in her hearing range could tell. They just recently turned seventeen Mel. Dennis would rather come here as a slave than risk going home, he believes if the sick fuck could drug them to sell them, then he could drug him and get him out of the way so he could rape his twin." Robby stepped forward. "Kris, do you think Jessy would let me go with him when he went to deal with this pervert? I don't look any older than those kids do, it would serve him right to have the shit beat out of him by what he thinks is nothing but a kid before Jessy crushed his mind and let him walk off a cliff." Kris looked at where Dennis was now bent over and Nick was making love to him as Jessy had slipped off to get cleaned up. "You know what honey, that just might be possible. Of all the guys here, other than Kevin, you look the most harmless. But I think that once my father had fed Dennis a few more times, he might let him go with him. I don't know. But I will pass on your suggestion to him, that's a promise." Nick held Pet close. "You do know Pet, you are going to have to get used to enema's. My father can't just keep running off to clean up after every time the two of you hook up." He laughed pointing down at his now flaccid cock that was both, blood and shit smeared. "Tell you what kid, go on over there and talk to Kris, I got to go clean up myself." Pet sat up, blushing. "Did I do right Master? Is he happy with me?" Nick pulled him close kissing him. "Honey, I don't think my father could be any more happy with you if he tried. Now go on over there and let Kris fuss over you for a while." Kris looked up from where she was teasing Steven and Kelly as Pet hurried over to where she was. "So Dennis, everything go as good as it looked from here?" He cocked his head to one side. "Dennis Mistress, who is that?" She reached out with her mind to gently touch his. There was an almost dominant feel from him left from Jessy. "Oh, I'm sorry Pet, didn't mean to confuse you. You doing well?" Pet nodded. "My Master is," he blushed looking down, before looked back up at her. "My other master said I had to get used to," again his voice dropped. "Enema's, so that my master didn't have to leave me so fast." There was a little fear in his eyes. "Is if going to hurt mistress?" Kris squeezed his hand. "Did it hurt when your master made love to you?" Pet shook his head, smiling softly. "No Mistress, it was wonderful." "Then why are you asking if he would hurt you now. You do know that the first time for boys tends to be the most painful thing they ever feel other than a whip. Yes there will be a whole lot of cramping as it cleans you out. But do you think your master will let you suffer through it?" Pet looks at her a little worried. "He is not mad at me is he Mistress?" "Do I look mad at you Pet?" Jessy came up behind him. He dropped to his knees at once. Fingers lacing behind his head, looking down. "Get up Pet. There will be none of that nonsense here. I understand why it will take you a little while to get used to calling me anything but master, but god's boy. I am too old, or not old enough, for that kind of shit." Pet looked up at him. "But Master, I am your slave. I belong at your feet." He was trying to explain himself. Jessy shook his head. "No, honey, you are my pet. And the only time you should be on your knees at my feet when you are blowing me. Got that?" Pet looked down, near tears. "Forgive me, Master." Robby buried his face in Ariel's neck. "I think I am going to be sick." He moaned. "Damn him, the perverted fuck that did this to the kid." Jessy cupped his chin and gently lifted his head to smile down into his eyes. "For what Pet? Do you think you are the first abused pet I have ever had? Of course you are going to be afraid for a while." His lips brushed his lightly. "But I know how to deal with your fear. So just relax. And Nick was right, you need to go and get Steven to clean you out." His eyes locked with Pet's. "But I promise cramping you will have, but they will not hurt you. I gave you my word once or was it twice so far, that unless it is in punishment, there will be no pain." "Yes, Master." Pet didn't want to leave him, but he knew that he would have no other choice. So for now, he would have to trust this other man. "Come on Pet, let's go and see you taken care of." Steven looked at Kris and Jessy. "There is still his twin asleep in Kell's and my bed. So I will have to take him to the dungeon to do this. I don't want to freak the kid out, so if you could please come and see about taking care of her, I would appreciate it." *Father, you are going to end up having to take her will from her and ease her into this that way. I have tried everything I know to do. But she is still way too frightened and Nick. He's just a baby. It will tear him up. * *You have any idea how much I hate when I have to do that to one of them that has earned no punishment? But you are right Childe. Keep Steven and Pet here until I come down with her. He is her twin and I do not want him to worry as I do this. Better that I explain things to him after than before. * Kris reached up to pull both Steven and Pet close. "Hold on you two, your master is going to see what he can do to help Denise with her fears. Don't worry Pet, he won't hurt her." Pet went into her arms at once. He wanted to say, 'of course his master would hurt his sister', but he was still not sure enough of his place here. Kris just smiled kissing the top of his head. *Jessy, mate, try to be as careful as you can with her. Your boy down here is almost to the point that he is ready to start defending you, even to me. * *Why is it do you think I named him what I did? The last pet I had that was as free so fast with me, was the first Pet. * Jessy looked down at the girl, who lay, curled up into a fetal position on the bed. "Come on dear, it's, time for us to talk." His voice was soft and kind, as he touched her shoulder. Denise came awake at once, sitting up with a start. "Master?" Jessy nodded. "For the time being, until such time as you are comfortable enough with me that you can dispense with the title, yes dear, I am your master. Now, do you know where you are?" She shook her head. "My Mistress did something to me, Master, and I fell asleep." She was so afraid that she had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, Master. Please, don't punish me. I didn't mean to fall asleep." She was crying as she tried to keep from pulling away from him. Jessy took hold of her, holding her against him as she cried. "Stop, Denise. I am not going to punish you. Your mistress was at a loss for what else to do with you, she put you asleep and then Steve carried you up to the bed her shares with Kelly. Calm down. You are in no danger." Kris had been right. There was no way he would be able to ease this girl to then without dominating her. "Listen to me dear. Don't be afraid. I am going to have to put your mind to sleep for a little while, but no one is going to hurt you while your wit's wander where all that are lost go. Trust me, and don't be afraid. I promise when you find your way back, everything will be fine and you will be happy with living here." The look of horror in her dark brown eyes cut at Jessy. "Please Master, don't do this, I will be good. I promise, please don't do this." "Sweet heart, we have a newborn in our house now, and your fear will hurt him. I can't allow that, now hush and relax. I won't hurt you, and neither will anyone while you are lost to yourself." His will came down on her, silencing any more protests from her. Kris looked up as Jessy helped Denise down the steps. *She, okay, now? * *Yes, a little more lost than Tina had been, but she fought every step of the way. God's what a will the girl has. I went ahead and named her Sweet Heart while I was dominating her, so that when she finally does make it back to herself in a couple of weeks, that is the only name she will answer to. * Kris nodded. "Okay Steve, you can take Pet and take care of him now." Then she looked at Pet. "Pet, your sister is fine, a little lost at the moment, but you have faith in your master and me. We will not let anyone hurt her until such time as she makes it back to herself. Nor like this will she be punished for anything she does. Her name is no longer Denise. She has been given a new name, just like you. Her name is now Sweet Heart. I guess we can get away with calling her Sweet for short." "But why Mistress? I don't understand why my master felt he had to do that to her. Was she bad?" "No, Pet. But we have Nick here, and you understand that he is a newborn right?" He nodded. "Her fear would have cut at him badly, so your master saw to it that she had nothing to fear. Don't worry about it honey. Just be patient with her for the next couple of weeks and she will be fine. You can do that, right?" "Is my master going to do that to me too?" "Are you afraid of him or us?" He had to stop. Up until the moment that he saw his sister being led down the stairs he was not, but now, he was terrified. "He is going to do that to me too, isn't he Mistress." It wasn't a question. "Just go with Steven, he will take care of you. Then come down and talk to my father. I really don't think that there is really any need for you to be worried about that. You have never been afraid of us. And there is no reason for you to start now. Your sister couldn't let go of her fear, that is the only reason Jessy had to do what he did. Believe me honey, he hates when he has to do it. If it weren't for Nick, he would have helped her to work through it. But Nick, well you will understand better the longer you are here." "Come on Pet, let me go and take care of you. I have four others after you to deal with. When you make it back down here, you are going to see your sister isn't as fucked up as you are making her out to be. You both have centuries here, what is a couple of weeks?" "Mistress, you promise me that no one is going to hurt my sister." He stumbled over his words. "Forgive me, but she is my twin." "Your master is no more likely to hurt her than his is either of his children. Now go, and quit acting like this." "Have him back down here in about half and hour Kris." Steven led Pet away. Steven led Pet into his room. "Come in kid, there is a table set up for this sort of thing in the bathroom. And don't start worrying. I've been doing this for what seems like ages." He slowly pulled him into the bathroom. "Go on, hop up on the table and get yourself situated, your feet go in the stirrups." He opened the cabinet door under the sink, to pull out a large rubber water bottle and hose. "Yes, Master." Pet went at once to obey. "Hold up, there, Pet. Jessy is your master, so is Nick, and Kris is your mistress. Me I'm just one of he other pets they have on hand around here." He began to test the water, waiting until it was warm, but not hot before he began to fill the bottle. "The first time always takes the longest. I have to clean you out twice, then do three rinses before you are good to go." He carefully measured the mild cleaning solution into the bag, before screwing the hose onto the opening. " Now, if I could just get you to scoot down a little more." He smeared a thick coating of lubricant on the nozzle. "So, how are you doing so far? Jessy taking care of you?" Pet closed his eyes at the gentle feeling of fingers beginning to ease their way into his rectum. "Why did he do that to my sister? I could have talked to her, made her understand this was her new life. He didn't have to crush her mind." Steven slowly eased the nozzle into Pet before inflating it so that no water escaped before it was supposed to. "He didn't crush her mind Pet. All he did was take away her fear and resistance. Trust me, kid. Seen it happen before. Right now, of all of us, she is the safest. Jess won't let anything or anyone hurt her while she is like this." He squeezed Pet's thigh gently as he hung the bottle on the hook just to Pet's right side before releasing the clip that held the water back. "I'm going to have to see to it that like Kelly, with as often as Jessy is going to want to be with you, that you stay lubed at all times. Damn but the things I have gotten used too being the only other mortal Dom in the house." He ran his hand up Pet's thigh, capturing the ever-present erection. "I think this is what attracted Jessy to you the most. Other than Kelly, you got the nicest looking dick among the rest of us pets in the house." Pet shook his head. "Please, don't do this. My master will be angry with me." Steven only laughed lowering his mouth to lick the seeping head, tongue prodding the slit there. "Don't worry honey. While you were still as virginal as you were, then yes, but it would have been me he would have strung up and cut to ribbons, but now, Pet, you're one of us. Might as well enjoy your new home and place." He bent down again to lick teasingly. "Come on Pet, what's wrong? Don't you like it?" Pet looked up at him, eyes wide. "My master, he really won't be upset?" Steven rolled his eyes heavenward. *Yo, boss, I don't mean to interrupt nothing, but Pet here is sure if he just lays back and relaxes, you will be mad at him. I'm trying to keep his mind occupied, if you know what I mean. * There was a moment of silence as Jessy was pulling his mind back from where he had been helping Nick with Jamie. *Pet, I am not going to be mad at you. Why is it do you think that I try so very hard to pair you all off? I am only one man, and with the way you all react to my hunger and blood, I honestly don't think I could keep up with all of you. Now go one. You and Steven play while you are being cleaned. Give you something to think about, other than what is going on inside of you. * Pet looked up at Steven surprise on his face. "My master doesn't mind." He wasn't sure if he should feel happy or upset. He was so very new to all of this, and had saw his sister, after his master had done something to her that made her not anything like he knew her to be. And now, it didn't matter to his master that he loved him, he had all but thrown him to this man. He looked at Steven, tears rolling from the corners of his eyes. "He doesn't care that I love him." Steven was at his side at once, taking his hand. "No, honey, that isn't it at all. If he didn't care if you loved him, do you really think he would have gone out of his way to make sure that you didn't feel any pain? But you have to get over this idea that just because he loves you too, means that he can't love all of the rest of us. He isn't like your or me. There is not, one, of us that he feeds from. And shares his blood with that he doesn't love at one level or another. That is just the way his kind is. They aren't really human anymore, but a different race all together. He loves me. He loves Kelly, and all the rest. I know that, and I don't get upset when he adds more to our ranks. Because he will still, no matter how much he loves each of you, still love Kell and I." He stroked his cheek. "And Pet, honey, we will love you too. That is the number one rule here. We all love each other. Even if it is like Kelly and Melody and like family, and not physically. We love each other." Pet just laughed weakly. "I don't know what is wrong with me, one moment I am feeling fine, the next, I'm the village idiot. You must think I'm a basket case.' Steven shook his head. "No, just not used to living with them yet, that's all. And you got to admit, seeing your sister like she is right now had to have knocked you for a loop. Give it time, and eventually you will get a grip on things." He looked at the water bottle. It was empty. Now all he had to do was keep the kid's mind on something other than the cramps he knew were going on inside him, even if he couldn't feel them. "Now, what say you and I try this again? I've been looking at that hunk of meat for close to half and hour, and I am getting real hungry." This time Pet did laugh. "Sure, but I'm kind of pinned down right now, so how do you plan to see to it that I get fed too?" He chuckled at the return of what he knew had to be the normal personality of the younger man. Without Jessy or Kris here, he could let his guard down completely. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can come up with an idea or two." He began to strip. Pet knew, as he tasted his first drip of pre-cum, that the man over her was nothing more than like him, and mortal. But the feelings that he was getting as a warm tongue licked up and around the head of his shaft made him not care. Steven was surprised at how responsive Pet was, as the boy came three times before he could even once. Which was fine for him. He loved the taste, always had, and as he saw it with as long as he was going to live, always would. He pulled himself up and off his newest partner. "Hold up for a minute Pet." He bent and licked all, the, cum that had escaped Pet's lips and ran down the sides of his face. "I have to go get a bucket. Time to empty you out and do the next cleansing every thing going okay so far?" "Other than I feel bloated as hell, yeah." He caught Steven's hand with his. "Thanks, you know for not laughing at me when I freaked." Steven just shrugged. "Hon, if I laughed every time someone around here got bent. One of two things would happen, I would either end up pissing all over myself, or Jessy and Kris would kill me for making fun of someone. Shit happens. I know it, been there, done that, too many times to make fun of anyone who doesn't just jump on the bandwagon and take to living with us without any problem. Now you just rest here and gain your strength for another round of blowjobs while I tend to things." It took almost another hour before Pet was cleansed out and rinsed well enough that Steven figured he would be okay. And in that time, they had hugged, kissed and blew each other off more times than he could keep count of. "There you go, kid. You're so clean, you're gonna squeak for days." There was humor in his tone, as he carefully worked a well-lubed finger back into him. Making sure that he was as greased as Kelly was. "So, why don't you go and show yourself off to Jessy, while I finish cleaning up, okay. Just hang a right as you leave my room and go down the stairs to the main room." He caught Pet's arm as the young man stood up. "And no kneeling, that makes him nuts. Just sashay that cute little butt up to him and grin. He'll get the idea. Then tell him that I'm ready for my next victim." Pet had to lean on him while he laughed. It felt so good to be able to just laugh. "Steven, man, if I was your last victim, I'll gladly lay down for that kind of torment any day." * * * Kris looked up as Pet came into the room. He didn't look at all like he had when Steven had taken him for the room. For that she would see to it that Steve got an extra special reward. "So, Pet, all grins I see." "Yes Mistress. He says he is ready for his next victim, as he called me." It was hard to break habit and not to kneel. He had, had the action beat into him for weeks before the Lady Diane came and saved him and his sister from the hell that they had been living. Kris just laughed. "Victim's, well I got to tell you Pet, you are the happiest looking victim I have seen in ages." She patted the couch beside her. "Nick is busy with one of his new pets at the moment. He's taken it in his head to call pretty face, Sugar. I don't know why, but I gave him the boy, so I guess I have to deal with what ever he comes up with for him." She pointed to where Kevin lay curled up by them. "And that is Baby, actually, it's Baby Love, but just like Sweet Heart, full names are such a bother." She pulled him against her to stroke his hair. "What about that girl that you gave to that other one, Mistress, has she been named too?" "Yes, though it is going to be hell to keep Melody from confusing her for a while. I named her Little One, and Mel, she keep's calling her Wee One." She looked at Nick who was laying quietly his two, Jessy at his side. *Nick, which one of your two do you want to send up, first? I am sure father won't mind if Pet leads the way. "Sugar, honey, if my father don't mind too much, would you go with Pet, he needs to take care of a few rather unpleasant thing for you." He looked over at Jessy. "Father would you please help him like you helped Pet? I would if I could, but it's going to be a while before I have that kind of control." "If growing up, like you are. Not alone, or just a single parent, but to have a family. Sees to it that you are bright enough to know what you can and cannot do. You will not be the last Childe I father." He reached out to cup Sugar's chin. "You're master is right, he cannot stop the discomfort That comes with first cleansing. Bit I can. There will be no pain, Sugar. And unless my Per is in a mad rush to end the amusements that he was having during his own cleansing, perhaps he would be willing to join, he stopped thinking. The was going to have to come up with several names and wanted to see to it that they matched the pets personally as well as possible. "With 'Lash', he may stay and join the two of you. Sugar looked at him worried. "Master, have I done something wrong? Are you sending me to be whipped?" Nick grabbed his shoulders turning him to look dead into is dark blue eyes. "No, Lash might play with you a bit, but trust me Sugar. He will never, outside of punishment, ever really hurt you. It's all part of the pleasure." He hissed him softly. "Now go on, I'll see you soon."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 11 Sugar felt a little strange as Pet let him up the stairs. This man, that he was going to see, his mistress had said that he would help his master learn to do things to him. And even though the thought of what his mistress had meant as things, didn't bother him, if anything, the harder he was spanked the more he wanted to just let go. But he wasn't sure if this man and his master were going to be happy letting it go with just spanking him. Pet stopped at a door, opening it. "Go on in Sugar, my master is right, I think I would kind of like to hang around for a while." He paused at the door. "Nothing is going to happen, right?" Pet laughed. "Oh, something is going to happen alright. But Lash isn't going to hurt you, or at least not much. Bend your butt over the bed and spank your ass for wasting his time out here in the hall, maybe, but other than that. He didn't hurt me." He blushed as he stepped into the room. "My mistress spanked me last night, I thought I was being killed." "Kris is a vampire kid." Lash stood in the middle of the room. Hands locked in the long dark hair of a slender black man at his feet. "Tease here, came by to tell me what Jessy and Kris had come up with for names for us. And well," he shrugged, closing his eyes at the pull on his dick. "My boy here, didn't get his name for nothing." He grabbed Tease's hair and began to thrust harder as he gave into him. Tease pulled back, licking his lips, smiling. "I am what I am, Master." Per looked confused. "I don't get it. When I called you that, you were quick enough to tell me that you were not, yet when he does, you don't say anything." Lash just laughed. "That is because, Jessy went out and got me back after he had collected Tease here. My boy here is like Melissa's girl and needed someone to take care of him when he was asleep. Remember. Pet, as good as he is, he still is just one man. He will probably go out and collect another for you eventually, once he gets past the idea of having you here all tie time." He looked to Sugar. "So, this is the next one I take it." This kid was as pretty as Pet was, and more freaked looking. "Come on kid. Nick isn't here. So I don't have any need to start teaching him control when he spanks you. It is probably going to be a few weeks before he feels comfortable enough to actually hit you, so it's going to be me and Tease here that are stuck doing it. But for right now, all I have time to do is clean you out and lube you up. Nick is going to be rather insistent on that. He hates having to pull away and was shit off his dick. And so far, Tease is the only pet we have here that doesn't mind eating it to blow him afterwards." Sugar followed him into the bathroom. "He is going to make me?" Being fucked by a man was one thing, but to actually have to blow them, that was something all together different. All three men laughed at him. "He is your master, Sugar. He is male, what you didn't think he would want that from you too?" Tease shook his head. "Damn, boy, you are even worse than I was back when I first had to deal with Kris as my mistress. Yes you are going to blow him, and knowing Nick like I do, you'll be doing it often. There is nothing he likes more than a good blow when he first gets up at night." Sugar broke down into tears. They didn't understand. He wasn't quite as innocent to men as they had first thought him, the memory of the other slave. The one that kept the slaves in the hold, his forcing him to blow him it still was so very fresh. It was one of the reasons that when Lady Diane had come to offer those in his hold another option, he had jumped at the chance. Better, he had believed to be one man's slave, than what the other slave had promised. That with his pretty face and sweet body, that he would spend most of his time, not at the job he was given, but in one of the many bigger slaves beds. *Jessy! * Lash took him into his arms, trying to hush him. "What's wrong Sugar? I thought your master didn't hurt you." The door didn't slam open, but suddenly Jessy was there. Lash backed away as his master took the boy into his arms, trying to calm him. "What happened here, Lash?" Lash didn't look down, he wasn't afraid of Jessy. Had grown to love him and his place here. "I don't know Master, one moment he was okay, but when he realized that he was going to be blowing you and Nick, he lost it." He indicated to where the boy was in Jessy's arms. Sugar dropped to the floor, grabbing Jessy's hands. "Kill me Master, please. I would rather die than have to be forced to do that again." Jessy had to resist his urge to laugh. All this fuss over a blowjob. The boy had been willing enough to let him see to it that Nick didn't hurt him when he made love to him the first time. But this all for a, blowjob? "Sugar," he reached down and helped the boy back up. "I am not going to kill you. What in the world are you thinking? Your master, just, made love to you. I know it didn't hurt. You came what, four, or five times during it. You didn't have a problem with Kris last night. So I know oral sex isn't unknown to you. Now please tell me, what is it you fear. I don't want to have to invade your thoughts, but unless you do, I will have too." Sugar looked up at him, trying to find the words to make this man understand what he was feeling. "But Master, she is my mistress, and when she, it was." He just couldn't make him understand what the difference meant to him. Jessy caught his eyes with his own. "It's the fact that he is your master, a man that frightens you. Why, I was under the impression, we all were that before Nick, you had been a virgin." And he just couldn't stop it anymore. The story just fell from him as he cried against Jessy. The taunts, the ugly promises. And the force that had taken a once open and sensual child and ripped from him, in one moment of ugliness and fear of affixation his willingness to be open to another man. "And he said that what ever place they sent me. I, I wouldn't have time to do anything because, I would always be in the hospital tent. That they were going to see to it that I got fucked up a whole lot. And had to learn to eat a lot of shit before it was all over." Jessy fought down a growl. "Stop that. That is why you are here, to keep that from happening. Tease might submit that much to Lash and I but you aren't him. Secondly you watched my son with Pet. Did he look like he was trying to gag the boy? Every time Pet had a problem, Nick would pull back. And lastly," he grinned down at the boy. "You think you were happy with what you got from your mistress, Sugar, trust me. You haven't seen anything yet." He reached down and lifted his erect cock. The blood red seepage dripping from the end. He collected a drop on his finger and brought it up to Sugar's mouth. "Taste it child, we are not like normal mortals." His eyes were still held firm by Jessy's as he slowly opened his mouth. A moan so low it was close to a whimper slipped past Jessy's finger at the first taste. It was so much like what he had felt when he had tasted his mistress. So much so that it was almost the same. Jessy pulled back his hand as Sugar dropped to his knee's mouth going to seek even more. It was a shame. Jessy closed his eyes, thinking. That it wasn't his precious son that was this boy's first. But he knew his boy well enough to know that Sugar's fear would have done him, more, harm than good. Lash, just, chuckled. Hugging Pet. "So much for the kids worries. Jessy will see to it that he never has anything to worry about from this again. Pet watched as his master did with the new one, just like his other master had done with him. Push forward just a bit, then pull back, soft words of assurance and instruction on how he should just relax and swallow. "You do know, once my Master is finished with him, he is going to be a hand-full to get him to lie down and be still, don't you?" "Why do you think I have Tease here? He came by to pass on my new name to me, but I asked him to stay to help me with you and Sugar. Threesomes are great, when all three can join in on the fun, but when one of them is sort of tied down, it sucks, ya know?" Pet looked over at Tease. "My god, he's bigger than either of my masters are, and you want him to," he looked stunned. "With me?" Both Lash and Tease burst out laughing. "No, not you, Pet, him. My boy is strictly a bottom. That was another reason Jessy got me. It would seem he likes to be topped once in a while himself, and well, Tease is just that. And he couldn't get my boy past the thought of having to be on top. So he got me." Pet looked at him, still shocked. "My master is going to want me to make love to him sometimes?" "Well, his first Pet, was so much like Tease, and still could. I don't see why you, who aren't anything like him, couldn't. So yeah, Jessy will love it when you are ready to go forward with him." Pet watched as his master began to thrust a little less slowly as Sugar got past the shyness, and began to respond to him freely. His master wanted him to make love to him. The thought was so wild one second and so sweet the next. "I will do anything my master wants me to do." He leaned against Lash. "Anything." "I'm glad." He took him by the shoulders and gently turned him around. "Come here, Tease, show your master how glad we are." Tease dropped to his knee's before Pet. "Would you like to see how happy I am for you master?" He smiled up at the stunned youth. Pet looked to Lash for some idea on what to do. "Tease might be Jessy and Kris's pet, hell he might even be Nick's now. But he is my, slave. Loved and cherished, but he is still my slave, and as such is the slave of any mortal in the house I say he is. So for now, he's your slave too." Pet looked down at the dark head that neared his own seeping erection, the warm tongue and even warmer lips. "Oh, damn," he could understand why Lash kept this one for himself. If he could do nothing else, man what a great mouth. Pet cried out in both wonder and shock as another tongue, joined into the play on his body, pressing against his rosebud, not thrusting, or at least not yet, but lapping gently. Pet had never been reamed, didn't even know there was a name for what the other tongue was doing to him. But as it gently eased it's way past his tight sphincter, he came into the wonderfully warm mouth that just kept pulling. Jessy supported Sugar's head. Once the boy had realized that he was in no danger of ever having to be forced like he had been ever again, and the promise of his masters' blood as a reward for his actions he was more than happy to do anything his new master asked. *Deep breathe Sugar. * Jessy's mind touched his. His hand cupping Sugar's head as he began to give into the orgasm that was blasting his senses. Blood', was Sugars last thought. As the, thick, hot red fluid filled his mouth. It was so very much like the blood his master shared with him. Jessy bent down, touching Sugar's cheek. "You okay Sugar?" The boy looked up at him. "Master, that was." He could barely think. "You can share blood with us that way Master?" Tease just laughed. "The boy is going to be fine Master. Trust me. If anyone in the house knows a lover of cocksucking, it's me." Jessy shot Lash a sharp look. "I left his training up to you boy. So it's to you I look. Later, talk to me. We will discuss what needs to be done." The easy way Lash had around Jessy vanished. "Yes, Master." Tease stood there, silent. He hadn't meant anything by his words, other than to try and joke around. His mind worked frantically to figure out why his real master was upset with him, and what he had done that would cause his first master to be having words. Maybe, even, punish his lover. His mind was so busy trying to work things out that he stopped listening to the conversation that went on around him. "Is that what I am now, Master? A cocksucker?" Jessy was about ready to see to it that he beat Tease himself. "Don't know Sugar. But if that is what it is called, then I suppose I am one too. Happens to be my third favorite thing to do in life, other than drink blood of course." "What are the first two things, Master?" "First, make love to either Kris or Nick. Then second make love to one of my pets. Then there is my third, give them pleasure with my mouth." His hands began to move over the boy's body. "Those are going to become your favorite things very soon Sugar." The knowledge that he would have to learn to do this with others in the house, and not just his master's. Surprisingly enough didn't bother him. He understood what he would have to do now. He was a slave. He had taken the chance agreed to, be, offered at the club. Had hoped that a kind mistress would see him and give him a place in her home. And his mistress was. She was so very kind. But she had gotten him for a man, his master. But still is wasn't like he had been promised by voice that belonged to the hand that was suffocating him as it kept his face pushed against it's body, the hard intrusion of a dick in his throat. His masters or one of them anyway, had been so gentle in taking him the first time. Then the other, the feeling and taste of the flesh that had been in his mouth still teased him. Then there was the blood. Both the blood that was given to him from a gash on his mistress's throat to the taste of it first on her sex, and then in his masters cum as it filled his mouth. "They will be, Master." His voice was soft. Struggling to sit up. "Will you answer my first question, Master?" Jessy just sat back and laughed. "Damn Sugar, a one track mind, I see." He reached out and tousled his hair. "And to answer your question. "No, we're not sure exactly why it is that it taste's so much like our blood, and yet there not be enough there for a feeding." He held up a hand to forestall Sugar's next question. "We have tried. Pet my first one with that name thought of trying that, and damn near wore, me, out in the attempt. But no matter how often a pet drinks, or how much, there is never enough blood. He even had to be fed twice as much because his body had burned off so much of my blood in his attempt. My Pet and Girl sat down and tried to work things out. They figure that there is some kind of drug in our bite and release. A self, defense mechanism I suppose. As you know. You've been bitten a few times, the last thing you want to do when being bitten is resist." Sugar sat back. "Wow, are you sure it isn't blood?" Jessy shook his head ruefully. "Very sure. Pet damn near killed me to find out the truth." "But," Sugar looked at him, with a look that one had when they felt they were being made fun. "You can't die. You're already dead." "Yeah, that is what was the scary part of it all. He almost killed me, and I'm already dead. That was how hard he was trying to prove that it could be done that way." "We can still, you know, do what we just did. Can't we?" "You go on in there and get cleaned up and then we will see how many times we can see you struggle with control." Sugar scrambled up. "Yes, Master." "Go on Lash, see what you can do for the boy. Pet you go on in with him. I'll have Tease along soon enough." He pushed himself up off the floor. Tease waited until Pet followed Lash into the bathroom. "Forgive me Master." His choice of words was all he could think it could be. He had refereed to himself and Sugar as cocksucker's. Jessy hissed, low so that he didn't have to worry about any in the other room hearing. "Did you have to use that word, almost anything but, cocksucker?" Tease dropped to his knees. "Forgive this bad slave, Master." He knew he was wrong. Had no excuse. "Master, please, a mercy for this worthless slave." Jessy grabbed him and yanked him up. "What is wrong with you Tease? It's been years since you have been like this. Either of those two could walk out at any time, and I don't want to frighten them. And seeing you on your knees at my feet would. I find your complete submissive nature charming, but right now it is not the right time for it. " Tease stepped even closer to Jessy. "I'm sorry, Master. I don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe it's that Puck was so close to me, I don't know." Jessy nodded, he could understand that. And perhaps his touchiness over the new mortals was for the same reason. "I know Tease. You have no idea how much I wished that fucking ban had been lifted just a few hours sooner." He kissed Tease softly. "I'm sorry honey. I should have known this was going to have some kind of effect on you. You and Puck were Kris's favorite's, so of course the two of you were close." "I don't care what you do to me, Master. I was wrong. But please, mercy. Lash is not only my other master, but my love and other than you and my mistress, my life." Jessy just chuckled. "Oh, you'll take anything I shell out will you?" He spun Tease around and delivered one hard smack to his ass. "There, that's the punishment. Let's drop the subject. Just do try to be a little more careful around the other's for a while." Tease smiled, as he rubbed his backside. "You will tell Lash that you punished me won't you, Master?" *Lash, don't worry about dealing with Tease. He and I have had a talk. I now understand why he has been the way he has been for the last few nights. * He looked down at the man in his arms. "Taken care of dear. Now you go on in there and see what you need to do to help things along. * * * Kris looked up from where she sat holding Sweet Heart. "Problem?" "Nothing that a few minutes and a good blowjob couldn't fix." He sat beside the girl. "It would seem that Sugar wasn't as completely innocent of men as you thought he was." She shook her head. "I know he was. His mind played out like an old CD of all his fears and worries. He wasn't gender biased, but would rather belong to on or two men, than too many. Those were his exact thoughts." "It wasn't the submitting to a man making love to him that frightened him so. It was oral sex that had been forced on him, as one of the older and stronger slaves in the holding area, raped his mouth that had him so upset." Kris began to swear. "What is it? Ever since we got back, we have had to rescue one abused and frightened pet after the other. Next thing you know, we are going to be running a frigging shelter for the lost and confused." She stopped a slow and impish grin split her face. Jessy looked on, suspicious. "Okay Kris, what is that sneaky little mind of yours coming up with?" "You know how all our other family keeps going on about how good we train them? Complaining that it just isn't right for two so young to have come up with the perfect idea." Jessy nodded. "And?" "You remember back when I was so young, how I wanted to come up with a way to help as many of the lost humans still out there?" "I think I know where you are going with this Kris. And all I can say, you are an adult. If you think it can be done, then I'll pass word on to Rmaine, he is Elder still here." He hugged her. "You do realize that we are going to need a few more family members here for their training time, don't you? You are an adult, so I don't worry about you. But Nicholas is still an infant, and it is going to take a lot of time and blood until he gets past his first stages." She shrugged. "I don't see how them coming here and staying to help us deal with our bunch as a big deal for any of them. Hell, I know Ramaine, he is probably going to drag his boys with him and move in. Aaron, hell he owns DP's. The thought of seeing to it that all those kids he has Diane gather up, to, be sold. He would love the idea. Even if it is only the girls that he chases." She looked up at him. "Please, Father, I know that when I first had this idea. That is just wasn't possible. But now, slavery is the way of life for so many of these poor kids. Can't we try to see to it that we help as many of time as possible?" Jessy looked down at her. "I already told you how many times, Childe? You are an adult. If you think this is possible, then I will back your decision to try." Kris smiled. "Thanks Dad." She giggled at the pained look on Jessy's face "So how do you plan to handle this jerk that scared Sugar so?" "I'm not. He is already paying for his life as is. I think it was wrong to do what he did to Sugar, but he is a man in a world where real men are no longer allowed. It has to be hell on him." "So what those assholes that hurt Baby like they did, it's going to be over looked too?" An ugly look crossed Jessy's face. "No, I can let what was done to Sugar slide, it was done by a frightened and angry slave. But what was done to Baby. Those men, were not slaves, but freemen who chose to abuse a defenseless boy, just because he was a slave and had no one to protect him. Same, with Pet and Sweet's, stepfather. There will be a lot of strange suicides by walking off cliff's or into the water very soon." She hugged him. "Now, that's the man I know and love." Jessy smiled as he watched as Ariel and Robby had, Sweet trapped between them. The girl bent over, ass up in the air as her head was trapped between Ariel's thighs. Robby was easing himself into her from the rear. "I wonder if I should warn Robby that he is her first." He watched, as Robby was so very slow and easy with the girl. "No, I do believe my boy understands how she is right now, all too well." "Yeah, he did have to help David while Tina was being punished, didn't he?" She cuddled close. "So, you got most of them named. How about Robby and David?" Jessy kept watching Robby. "That isn't going to be easy, love. Lash and Tease were almost a given. But those two are not in any way like any of our old pets were." Kris just laughed at him. "You are a hoot. If any of our kids ever needed pet names more than those two, I've yet to meet them." Jessy looked down at her in surprise. "You don't say. Alright Childe, what do you think there names should be?" "Well, Jess, look at them. The only one in the house that, looks, less mean than Robby does is Baby. So what do most people name their little pooches? Call him Killer. He is the one that wants to come with you when you go to visit the twins stepfather, to let him know what if feels like to get the shit beat out of you by what the man will think is, nothing but a kid. And David come, on, baby. He's bigger than you are, hell he's bigger than Edward." "So you want me to name him what, Tiny?" "The boy's will understand the humor of it. You got to admit, it is sort of funny as hell." Jessy had to fight from laughing as he reached out to David. *I do believe I have finally come up with a name of your own, child. Don't blame this on me, it was all Kris's idea. But from this point forward, you will no longer answer to David. You're new name is Tiny. * The laughter that reverberated through his head did nothing to keep his own from boiling forth. *Okay Jessy, Tiny it is. Just tell Kris that, that still doesn't change the fact that I'm over a foot taller than she is and built like a brick wall. Hell, I'm almost a foot and a half taller than Tina. Speaking of Tina, any words you want to pass along, name changes or something? * *Hold on, I'll talk about it with Kris. * He smiled down at his wife and Childe in his arms. "You were right, he did think it funny. He also sends a message for you. His name still doesn't change the fact that he is over a foot taller than, you. And built like a brick wall. And we forgot one more in our rush to see all the pets have names to go on their tags for Yule. Any suggestions for Tina?" That stopped Kris. Killer and Tiny would understand the humor in their names, but Tina would never get it. So she was going to be one of those like the rest that they were very careful with their choice. "She is so tiny, and looks so much like a little doll. I'm not big into the double names that you and Nick seem to be into tonight, so does Doll sound good to you?" *Tina? * Jessy was pleased that he wasn't the one that had to come up with anymore names. *Please, Jessy, Master. Tiny just told me his name. Please don't tell me that you are naming anything like that. I don't want to go by the name Amazon or anything. * This time Jessy couldn't hold himself back, he just started to laugh. Having their pets here might be a bit bothersome sometimes, but all in all, they were a true delight. *No, from this day forward, your name is and will always be Doll. That make, you feel better? * There was just a moment of quiet, but it didn't last long. *Doll, thank you Jessy. I was so worried. Tiny is so big and you named him what you did. I was afraid that what with him being my bedmate you would take it out to the fullest. But Doll, yeah, I like. Thank you. * "And I think, what with Mel dealing with Little One now, that it would probably be a good idea to change her name as well. I know that means another tag, but what's one more? Gods know I have the money for it. No matter how much I spend the stuff just keeps growing on me." Jessy sat there, looking at her thinking. "You know for some one, who isn't even two hundred yet, you are showing a lot of promise. I wonder just where you got your gumption? "I don't know, Father, I can't think that far back. But I got mine from you, you got yours from Janis, she got hers from Asha and Asha got hers from Anise. After that I think it stops. Anise's father went to the flames, just like all those before him, remember?" "But don't forget there are older cousins out there. Ramaine is older than Anise, and is related to us." "I have lot's of cousins, and for the most part they are just as much like us as if they were our direct family. I know that now Father. It took me a while, but I finally did learn that." Robby came up to them, Sweet trapped between him and Ariel. "Is it okay if we take her out of here for a while Jessy. She might be a lot lost right now, but I think it would help her to relax even more, less a crowd and all." Jessy lifted his eyes from where hey had been lost in Kris's. "So, my girl here tells me you have this burning need to teach a fool a lesson before he wanders off to die." *The more I get to know Sweet, the more I want to do real serious bodily harm to the jackass who did what he did to her and Pet. So yes, if you are willing to let me. I want to go. Give him a taste of what it feels like to be a victim for a wee bit. I don't look any older than these kids do, so it should confuse the hell out of him. * *Am I to take it that you and Ariel have taken a special liking to her? * *No more than any of the rest. But Jessy, Master, she is one of us now. Her and her brother would have probably. Knowing Kris ended up here anyway. But she and her twin were given a raw deal. Kris says you're going to go and visit him sooner or later. All I want to do is, when you go, tag along. * Being a slave, or as Jessy and Kris liked to call them, pets, didn't bother him. If anything, being here meant that there were no more cold nights and the desperate hunt for somewhere to sleep. He loved, and was loved by all of them. That was something he could give up his freedom for, and did so many years back. And to this day, even the once or twice that he had gotten punished by Jessy, didn't change that gladness. Jessy's eyebrow rose. *Kris was right. You are much more than you look. Sure baby, the three of you go have a good time. * He grinned as Robby turned to lead the two girls off. *Oh, two things I forgot to tell you. First you're new name. From this point forward. You are Killer. And second, be proud of yourself boy. Sweet was a virgin before you. I didn't have time to see to it, and watching on as you dealt with her, I knew that she was in good hands. * Killer dropped to the floor at Jessy's feet, tears streaming from his eyes. "Master, why didn't you tell me, what would have happened," he paused looking back at Sweet. "I could have hurt her." Jessy chuckled, stroking Killer's cheek. "Your name is as much a oxymoron as Tiny's is. Such a hard and ugly name for such a sweet boy." "Tiny?" Killer looked at them for a second before beginning to laugh himself. "You named David, 'Tiny'? "Now and forever. He will no longer thinks of his name as anything but that. He is upstairs celebrating his new name with Doll. And before the night is over, Melissa is going to have a sudden name change as well. Now run on, and stop being like this. I watched you with her. I knew that she was safe. Ariel is the oldest pet we have here now. You are her lover. Who else do you think I should have trusted, Sweet to? Even as lost as she is right now, one look at Tiny and she would have been frightened again. And you know how gender biased Tease is, and Lash has his hands full at he moment." The younger man filled his arms. "And yes, Hon when I go to visit him, you are more than welcome to come and teach the fool a thing or two before he is no longer able to understand anything." He watched pleased as Killer pulled himself up, and with Ariel's help led, Sweet away. "If that boy's not careful, he is going to end up getting under my skin. And you know what happened to the last boy that did that?" "He now calls you father." Yeah, there were more than just one or two of their bunch that now with the lifting of the ban were going to end up her brothers and sisters, and if Jessy didn't watch himself, she knew of at least two that would call him grandfather. "So, now that I have sent the children off to play, what were you about to suggest for Melissa?" "We didn't really have it in us when we named her way back then. I mean, Ariel, I can live with. But Melissa is no dearer than her old name. And now that she is going to be caring for Little One during the day. Don't you think she deserves a special name, one that is more to the point than Melissa?" "So, do I dare ask what is on your mind?" "You said it first when she ran Tiny off that one time. She is such a damn Dyke. So you think Dyke would go over well with her. I know it has to be more to her liking than Melissa is. She has all be begged you and I how many times to just call her Mel?" "This is the last one. We have a whole house full of named pets and I don't want to have to think about anything else for the rest of the night." *Mel, how is Little One doing? * *Steve is going to have to give me a wee bit of help with her. I had no idea what Kris was warning me about her, but now I do. Great Mother, but this wee one is a surprise. * *There is no one by that name here. The one you are looking to talk to is Lash. I have been wracking my brains all evening for names for the lot of you. He is Lash, his boy is Tease, you know mine is Pet. Nick has named his two, first the kid from the club, Sugar. And then the one that Anise rescued last night, is Baby Love. Pet's sister is Sweet Heart, but we just call her Sweet. Ariel's lover is Killer, and that boy you turned down is Tiny. * *Tiny, Saint's persevere us, Jessy. You named that giant Tiny. What have you planned for me, Tinker Bell? * Her horror and disgust was just too funny. Jessy lay his head on Kris's shoulder laughing helplessly. *No, but now that you mention it, that would be, * he paused, waiting. *Don't, Jessy, please, anything but that. I am going to have a hard enough time seeing to it that the lass gets what she wants, just don't make it any harder on me. * *Calm down. I was only teasing you. I've called you by your new name, at least once that I can remember. Back when you ran Tiny off. So now and forever, your name is Dyke. That makes things any easier on you? * *Aye, thank you Jessy. Melissa was beginning to wear on me a bit. But Dyke, hell man, I am one. So going by that name won't bother me none. * "And?" Kris had watched his humor. "Dyke is fine with her name. She was a bit worried after finding out Tiny's name that I was going to name her Tinker Bell." "That would have been mean. Funny, but mean." Kris laughed. * * * "Go on Pet, run him back down stairs to his master and see if you can get that last boy up here. I think I'll see to the girls tomorrow after we finish our daily clean up. The first time takes for ever, after this, it's something like twenty minutes or so a pop." Pet nodded. "Come on Sugar. I know your master has to be waiting for you. I'm afraid mine is going to come looking for me if I don't hurry up and let him see I'm not up here hiding." All in all, after his master had taken just a few minutes with this one, he was up and raring to go. Pet decided, that he didn't think he could cum again, no matter how good it felt. "Do you think my master is going to be happy with me now?" Sugar worried as he hurried to keep up with Pet. "I would say with the way you are now, anyone with a pulse would be happy, but that don't work. He's dead. So, as long as he's got a dick, he's going to be happy. How the hell did you learn to suck that hard?" Sugar blushed. "My master, as he was showing me that it wasn't what I thought it was, told me I didn't have to worry, I could be as aggressive with him my other master and my mistress as I wanted to. I couldn't hurt them." Pet laughed as he led him down the stairs. "That's all well and good, but, Sugar. I'm not dead. There were a few times I thought you were going to suck the skin right off." He pointed to where Nick and Baby still lay on the bed. "There he is, I took you, go see if your master will let you take him up stairs. I think I'm going to go over and see if my master will show me a little pity. I'm wore out and it's not even three in the morning yet."
ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE By: V.L. Marquette Lightly edited by: Ravyn (Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental. *****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any farther. CHAPTER 12 Nick looked up smiling as Sugar hurried over to him. "I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have to come looking for you." Sugar shook his head, an impish smile on his face. "No Master, Lash says it always takes the longest time the first time. Two cleansings and three rinses, he blushed. My other master had to come up and prove to me that you and he weren't like other men." "Sugar, love, I thought I had proven that already, when my father helped me to make sure your first time didn't hurt." "I know that Master, but when I got up there and was told that I would be expected to please you with my mouth often. I sort of lost it. That is when my other master came up and proved to me that it wasn't like it had been at the holding pen. He was so kind, never once did he try to strangle me with his cock. Helped me to learn how to take it down my throat without choking." He looked down, suddenly realizing that it should have been his master that had done all that Jessy had for him. "I'm sorry, Master. I know I should have begged him to let it be you, but I was still so afraid right then, and after I began to lose my fear, I didn't want to think about anyone but him." Nick pulled himself up, to take the boy in his arms. "No, honey. You did the right thing. My father would have never let me go into that room with as scared and confused as you were at the time. Right now, I'm like three days old, and like any other baby, don't do well with fear. That is why he dominated Pet's sister. Because with me here, he didn't have the time to help her work though her fears." He squeezed the boy tightly. "So did my father show you that it isn't a nightmare?" "Yes Master, it was so good. I only wish we could take blood from you like that." He was crimson again. "But your father, my other master, he said it couldn't be done." Nick just laughed at him. "Yeah, I know, I had been warned back when I had thought of it too. Pet was still around at the time, and just laughed at me and warned me that he had damn near killed a dead man trying." Sugar didn't blush this time as he slid into Nick's lap. "Pet, told me, that seeing as he had been the one to take me up, that it was my turn with Baby. Is that all right with you Master? I will have to take him to the other master to see to it that it that the cramping doesn't hurt. I cramped a whole lot, and if master hadn't seen to it that I would feel no pain, I would have been in serious hurt." Nick reached out for Baby. "Sure Sugar. It shouldn't take my father more than a couple of seconds. Just make sure you ask real nice." Lash looked up as Sugar led Baby into his room. "The last for the night." He had been toying with Tease and his, lover, was hung up, by his wrists, his raging erection had taking several blows with a crop, and was about to explode. "Sorry, Tease. But I have work to do. So you just hold that thought, unless of course, you can talk Sugar into helping you." "No, please, Master. Don't stop, please, finish with me." Tease was in tears, he had been spanked, whipped, and his balls cropped to the point that if Lash didn't finish with him, he was afraid he would go insane. Lash only laughed at him. Handed the riding crop to Sugar. "It's up to you honey, he can hang there until I am finished with Baby, or you can see what you can do about making him scream. Don't worry none honey. Tease likes it when he is made to scream. And just think. Soon enough, he is going to be one of those that help your master learn how to see to your needs. Don't you think it only right, you start helping to see to his?" Lash reached out and took Baby's hand. "It's okay Baby, I'm not going to hurt you. You're not like Tease and Sugar." He led him into the bathroom. "Up on the table with you. Leg's go into the stirrups." He stopped and looked closely at the semi-erect penis between Baby's thighs. "That looks tasty Baby. I didn't think that an infant could be born in this day and age and not end up cut. Jessy, yes, all the other really old vampire's yes, but not a boy your age." Baby blushed. "My father wasn't cut, and he wouldn't let then cut me. Said that if a man wanted his dick cut, he should be old enough to decide for himself to have it done." "A very wise man." Lash commented as he filled the bag full of warm water, again, adding just the right amount of cleaning solution. Before screwing the hose on. He then attached the nozzle to the end and stepped between Baby's open legs. "Could I get you to scoot down a bit?" He stopped. Smiling to himself as he heard, Tease's cries of pleasure and screams of pain. "Looks like Sugar finally took pity on my boy." "He, he's hurting him." There was fear in Baby's tone. "Aye, that he is, and Tease, he's such a pain slut that he is loving every minute of it. Trust me Baby. I didn't hear another sound of the crop, so Sugar has taken it into his head to suck the skin off his cock. Sugar could, in Kris's words, suck start a Harley under ten foot of water, what ever that is." "It's an old thing called a motorcycle. I read about them back when I was in history class." Baby watched as Lash lubricated the nozzle. Then his fingers began to tease his tight little hole, thrusting gently to see to it that he was ready for the nozzle. Baby, moaned softly as he felt it slowly and easily slide into his rectum. Lash laughed softly as he inflated the nozzle so that no water could escape. "Oh, that's right. Now I get the joke. Been wondering what she was talking about for ages." He hung the bottle up on the arm by Baby's right hip, opening the valve. "So, a history buff hu?" Baby was about to answer him when Tease's voice sounded out through the room, loud enough to be heard quite clearly in the bathroom. "Please, oh yes, harder, please, suck me harder." Lash and Baby both began to laugh. "Looks like I am going to have to get instructions from Jessy on how to do what that boy can." He leaned down and kissed Baby's flaccid piece, licking it just a little. "I don't think I can make any one scream quite the way Sugar can, but I don't think you want that, do you?" The boy shook his head violently. "Please, I'll be good, just don't hurt me." The tongue that was gently bathing Baby's cock and balls just increased its efforts. "I won't hurt you Baby, I only hurt people who want to be hurt. And then, only if they ask very nicely." Baby, moaned as he began, to feel himself relax. So far, no one had hurt him, even when his master had fucked him. He had called it making love, and it hadn't hurt. Lash looked up from the attention he was giving Baby's balls. "Am I going to need Jessy to come up here and prove to you that oral sex isn't the same for them as it had been for those cretins that had raped you?" Baby shook his head. He didn't want to disturb the head master in this house. "I'll be good, do anything you say, please don't bother my masters father." There was real fear in his words. Jessy had dominated that other girl took her mind from her. He trusted his master, but was unsure of his father. This time when Lash reached for Jessy, he chose his words very carefully. This made the second youngster he had to deal with in a row that had nothing but bad experiences with the littlest of things. *Master, * his thoughts were soft as he continued to lip Baby's uncut hardness. *Forgive me for calling you again, but I think I might need a little support with Baby. * *This one I was waiting on. We hadn't known of Sugar's problems, but Baby, I'll be up soon. * Jessy leaned down and kissed Pet smiling at the boy. "Be back as soon as I can. Looks like I am going to have to do a repeat performance with Baby." Pet smiled, leaning back against Nick. "It's okay Master, I understand." Jessy almost stumbled as he opened the door to Lash and Tease's room. Tease, was hung high by the wrists and Sugar was on his knees teasing the poor fellow. "And to think, less than two hours ago, you were afraid of a simple blowjob." Sugar turned to look at him at once, head dropping, eyes down. "No, don't do that. You're not in any trouble. I was just commenting on the effort you seem to be putting into trying to pull the skin of Tease's dick." Sugar blushed. "He wanted me to hit him Master, I, I just couldn't do that. But your slave, Pet, he complained that I sucked too hard. I thought maybe if I did that, he wouldn't keep asking me to hit him. Not even if he is going to help my master learn how to hit me." Jessy threw his head back and laughed. "Out of the mouths of babes." He brushed his fingers against Sugar's cheek. "Well, have fun you two. I am needed else where right now." Baby didn't hear the door open, his whole mind and body was firmly concentrating on the wonderful feelings that Lash was making him feel, as the older man, gently sucked and licked his Baby's eyes snapped open as Jessy brushed his fingers against his cheek. "Master," he looked up at him in fear. Then down at Lash, who had pulled back, waiting for Jessy's instructions. "I wasn't making any noises." He began to cry. "Why did you call him? I said I would be good, do anything I was told to do, why?" Jessy, stroked Baby's cheek again, making soft shushing noises. "Don't be upset with Lash, honey. I had been waiting on his call. You were raped, and more than once. Of course you are afraid. I'm not upset or bothered, not in the least. So just relax." Baby closed his eyes, trying to calm down. "You, you aren't going to do to me what you did to Pet's sister are you?" His eyes met Jessy's. "Please Master, this slave, he will be good. He will do anything his master says. Just please," he was no longer just crying. But as hard as the child was sobbing, the smell of fear was no where near as bad as it had been with Sweet Heart. Jessy cupped Baby's chin in the palm of his hand. "Baby, are you listening to me?" The sobbing boy nodded. "I didn't let your first time with my son hurt you. Nor are the cramps of your first cleansing causing you, pain. So, you know I will not lie to you. Yes you are frightened, but the feel and scent of your fear is no where near as strong as Sweet's was. So I have no reason to dominate you." He wrapped the boy in soothing energy as he nodded to Lash to continue with what he was doing. "There, that make you feel better?" "Your slave," he stopped, trying to control himself. "I mean, I am sorry Master. I'm not usually like this, or wasn't before." His eyes closed as Lash began his teasing again. A soft moan slipped past his lips. Jessy chuckled softly, leaning to kiss him. "I wouldn't worry about it if I were you Baby. I mean, how often does a mortal find himself belonging to one of my kind?" The fear was beginning to fade. "Tell you what, Baby, would you feel better if your master were here with you? Sugar was much too frightened for him to deal with. But you," he smiled down at the boy. "You, are much more resilient than he was." Baby pressed his face into Jessy's hand. "My master, he won't be mad at me, will he?" *Nicholas, you have a pet up here, that I do believe would be much more at peace with you than me. * *Is Baby, okay? * *If he weren't, I wouldn't let you anywhere near him. It's okay Childe. I really think he would feel much more comfortable with you, than he does with me. The thought that what I did to Pet's sister. Is what worries him the most. So, come on up here and take my place. * *Be there in just a minute. * The connection broke. Baby looked up at Jessy, closely. "Master?" "It's okay Baby, your master will be with you soon enough. I won't leave you alone, until he makes it here. After that, I happen to have a pet that needs my attention. Sugar wore him out." Lash looked up at Jessy. "So, you think Nick is going to be able to deal with him?" Jessy looked down at Baby. "How are you doing child? If I leave you here with Lash and Nick, you think you are going to be alright?" "You worry too much." Nick's amused voice from the door. "Now with Sugar, I can see why you wouldn't want me anywhere near him while he was freaked out. I can even see Kris and your worries about Sweet Heart." He gave Jessy a hurt look. "But, Baby, him I knew what I was up against when I asked for him. So the kid is a little jumpy, hell Dad, I'd be jumpy too if I had just went through what he had. Calm down Father, like I told Kris. Unlike you or her, I've been a pet before. I know what he needs." Jessy pulled back from where he had been trying to calm Baby. "You don't say. Well then, have at it Childe. Let's see just how much I over reacted." There was an amused tone to his voice and eyes. He knew how difficult dealing with their fears was. Had worked with Kris back when she had been Nicholas's age. But of course, his son was like any child, mortal or not, he believed he knew more than the adults around him did. "Should I leave Lash here with you to finish his cleansing, or do you plan to complete that as well?" Nick smiled. "If it is all the same to you, Father. Can I keep Lash here, he knows more about this sort of thing than I do." Jessy nodded before slipping from the room. Lash, I am down below, if he has any problems, call me. * *Will do. * Lash was none too comfortable with Jessy leaving Nick alone up here with the boy, who had just a few minutes ago, been in tears. But what could he do? "Okay, Baby. Time to empty you out and start the second one. Don't get upset, it's pretty ugly, but the first time always is." He looked up at Nick. "Could you please have him scoot down a little more so I can make sure the bucket is squarely under him when I pull the nozzle out?" Nick carefully helped Baby to slide down so that his ass was hanging even more off the table. "You know Baby, all in all, you have done pretty good. I figured you would be worse than Sugar was, even after hearing what had happened to him." Baby looked up at him, his dark eyes searching Nick's blue. "I'm sorry Master, I didn't mean to bother anyone. I am trying to be good." Nick just laughed at him, bending down to brush a light kiss over his lips. "Trying, honey, you are being better than any of us could have hoped. Don't worry about it. Jessy wasn't upset with you, and me, I'm thrilled to help you. Like I said earlier, I understand you better than they do. I at least have been a pet, or in your understanding, a slave before. Now hush." * * * Kris looked up from where she was holding Pet, as Jessy came down the stairs. "Everything okay?" "That boy, I swear he is even worse than you were once you had made it back to yourself. He is up there, fussing over that boy of his." He collected both his Childe and pet in his arms. Hopefully, I will have the rest of the night in peace. Our pets are named. And if everything works out as well as it does look, they are all quite happy for now." Pet pressed against Jessy's side. His mistress had taken pity on him and shared her blood with him, but now, all he wanted to do was loss himself in the pleasure of the flesh and lust that always burned in him after either a feeding or a sharing. "Master," he leaned up, to kiss Jessy. "My mistress shared her blood with me, I'm not tired anymore." Kris just chuckled, pulling back. "I do think Father, that, that was an invitation. Sure as hell sounded like one to me. Go on, I'll see how Dyke and Little One are doing. Who knows, she might want my help with my girl. To think, I talked you into getting her for me way back when, and she is the one that I have left my newest ones care too. Gods, but I feel absolutely responsible." She kissed them both before pulling herself up to head up the stairs. Pet cuddled even closer as Jessy wrapped him in his arms. Mouth open to the kiss that his master was giving him. Body ever ready to respond to any desire his master had. He trusted this man, even if he didn't understand what he was completely. Understanding wasn't important right now, only feeling and lust mattered. 'I really love this man, I really do'. The thought of loving something as different from him as his master was didn't bother him, if anything as he felt Jessy's fangs pierce the flesh of his throat it only made his love and trust stronger. Jessy heard the thoughts as they played out in Pet's head, smiling to himself as he fed. The things he would show this child, the pleasure he would introduce him too. Soon, with as darling as this one was, he would not be the only one of his kind to adore him. Pet didn't know what he wanted to do more. Melt into his master's arms or attack him as the wonderful feeling of joy filled him as Jessy pulled back, licking and kissing the wound to close it. Before his mouth captured Pet's again. At the feel of his master's hands on his body, Pet decided to attack him, throwing his arms around Jessy's neck, pressing his body even farther against his. Hips rising to meet the grip of the hand that stroked him with firm, but, gentle passionate strength. "Let's go to the bed, Pet. I want to feel your lips on me." Jessy whispered in Pet's ear. "Even more, I want to love you." Jessy pulled himself up, bent over and gathered Pet in his arms. Pet didn't move, could barely breathe as Jessy carried him to the bed. His master wanted to love him. That was the promise that stirred his soul. Again, he wasn't going to be fucked, but Jessy his master was going to make love to him. He was sobbing softly, as he held on to Jessy's shoulders as he was lay on the bed. Jessy chucked softly. "Now, Pet its time for you to be on your knees before me." He gently disengaged Pet's arms from around his neck. Pet practically jumped off the bed to kneel at Jessy's feet. Hands going to lace his fingers behind his head, eyes down. He was confused. So far his master had been so kind to him, so easy. Why now, after promising to make love to him, did he want him on his knees in front of him? "Master?" Jessy lifted Pet's chin, smiling down at him. "It's okay Pet. Remember what I said earlier, about the only time I want to see you on your knees before me?" Pet turned a bright red as he unlocked his fingers from behind his head. Jessy wanted to feel his lips on him. He only wanted to see him on his knees before him when he was blowing him. "Sorry Master, forgot." He leaned in, with the tip of his tongue to catch the blood red pre-cum that was seeping from the cock before him. His body jolted by the taste and the power of the first drop. He wanted more. And his first instinct was to just push his mouth down on Jessy's erection and bury it in his throat, but his master had other ideas. "Slowly Pet. Take your time. We have until dawn, I am in no hurry." Jessy stroked his hair gently as he pulled back a little. Keeping just the head of his pulsing cock in the boy's mouth. Pet closed his eyes, trying to force a calm on his emotions, but it wasn't easy. He tried to remember everything that the other master had told him to do. As he began to slowly lick around the head of the cock in his mouth. His right hand reaching up to cup Jessy's balls in it. Stroking and lightly squeezing them, as his tongue moved up and down the smooth shaft. Jessy moaned softly his fingers tangling, themselves, in Pet's hair as the boy continued to work on his erection, licking and nibbling in a shy but eager fashion. "That's the way." He encouraged the boy at his feet. "You don't have to be shy with me, Pet. You can't hurt me, so be as wild and as aggressive as you want. I want to feel your aggressions." Pet looked up at him in shock. He wanted him to be aggressive. That was not something that he had expected. Be open be willing, yes, but aggressive? *? * He was at a loss. Jessy's rumbled chuckle was soft as he pulled the boy up to kiss him hard. It was going to take him time to get this one past his shyness. But he was certain that he had plenty of time to bring him around. "Relax Pet, just let yourself go. I want to feel your pleasure even as I feel mine." He turned laying the boy back on the bed. "Share this with me." Jessy lay over Pet, pressing him under his weight as he began to show and share with Pet what he was trying to make him understand. Ever conscious that the boy under him was only mortal. And as such, all too frail. But a little show of force wouldn't hurt the boy any. If anything, it might make it easier for Pet to finally understand what Jessy was trying to explain to him. *Now Pet, I want you to share this with me. * Pet's moan of pleasure was nothing but a muffled sound as the head of his master's cock filled his mouth again. The feel of the cool tongue as it, ran, around the head of his own cock made thinking almost impossible. So he stopped trying to think. And just gave into what he was feeling. Jessy felt the boy under him let go. Opening himself, fully, to what ever he had planned for him. That was what he had been waiting for. And as his mouth slowly took Pet's seeping rod into his mouth, pulling it farther and farther until it was completely buried in his cool cavern, he began to slowly work his own shaft into his pet's mouth. Slowly, a little forward, then pulling back, then a little more. Pausing each time he hit Pet's gag reflex. *Relax, just swallow. I might not need air, but I know you do. * It took a little more time, with the ease in and pull back, before Jessy could finally work his entire seven and a half inches into the boy's throat, but once he had, he began to set up a slow and easy rhythm. Matching it with the one he was working on the warm sweet piece he had in his mouth. Pulling his fangs back to make sure that he didn't, at any time, accidentally bite the boy. Pet was having trouble breathing. Not because of anything that his master was doing to him, but because he kept forgetting to do so. It felt so good, the cool feel on his dick and the equally cool one in his mouth. He kept trying to moan and cry out, but his masters manhood kept him sufficiently gagged. All he could do was mindlessly thrust up into the pull that was taking his mind and hold on as he struggled to return the same show of love and force. Pet's mind went white as he felt a slow, firm but gentle finger rubbing his puckered opening. He was torn between the need to thrust upward into the cool cavern that was holding him, and the want to press down to work that finger that was teasing him, into his rectum. He was so lost in the joy of the feeling that he lost all control. He came, pushing up, as shot after shot of his seed filled his master's greedy mouth. His own mouth closing over Jessy's cock and pulled on it like he had never pulled on anything before. Mindless of the danger, his jaws clamped down as he bit Jessy, just behind the head of his cock. And began to pull on it as hard as he could. Wanting to give him even a fraction of the pleasure that he had just received. That first, feel, of Pet's teeth as they came down on him and the added force to his suction, was glorious. Jessy cried out low and let his own orgasm take him, rewarding the boy under him, for showing the first true sign of passion. The first taste of Jessy's release as it filled his mouth was almost more than he could stand. His own cock, even though it had just emptied his seed into Jessy's mouth, was spasming again as another orgasm ripped through his body. He screamed cried and held on to Jessy even harder as he took the release that was offered him.
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