The next day, I’m back to being Claus’s prisoner. He has me awakened at the crack of dawn, showered, and brought back to the room where I hang by my arms for several hours. They shackle me up, and again, I am left alone. But today, nobody comes.
Day turns to night. The night is silent, and the quiet terrifies me. I have not been brought any food, water, or, more importantly, blood. I’m so hungry and thirsty, I scream. Still nobody comes. It gets increasingly darker outside, and I know I have been shackled here for more than twelve hours.
Then I hear voices.Voices?One of them is Claus, and the other is a woman.A woman!Lilith awakens and growls. I hear a third, male, voice. It’s familiar. I listen as best I can and realize it’s Kai. And then one of my worst nightmares come true.
For the next two hours, I listen to Claus and Kai have sex with the woman because I can hear nothing else. They are in Clause’s room, so I can’t see what they are doing, but it doesn’t stop me from wanting—no, not wanting. Needing is a better word. Yes, needing to orgasm. First Claus fucks her while she sucks on Kai’s dick. Claus is calling every move, play by play, and by the sound of cumulative grunts, moans, and heavy breathing coming from the room, they are listening to his every command. After the woman screams out her orgasm, Claus demands that she fuck Kai, straddling his waist while Claus fucks her ass.
I can’t feel my hands anymore, but my juices are dripping from my pussy down my leg. When the woman screams out another orgasm with exhaustion in her voice, I know that they are finally done. My pussy aches and begs to be touched, stimulated, slapped… I don’t think it really cares. As long as I get off.
I no longer hear the woman. Did she leave? Claus is talking softly, but I can’t make out what he is saying. Kai then walks into the room and unhooks me from the cuffs. I stand there painfully shaking out my arms. Claus walks into the playroom, his dick glistening with another woman’s juices. I close my eyes in disgust.
Before I can say anything, Kai pushes me over the bench. My stomach presses against the padded but hard surface, and he pulls my arms forward toward the other end. He pulls two restraints from the opposite end of the bench and secures my wrists. I’m thankful they’re at least in a position where they can regain some blood flow.
My face is resting on my cheek, looking away from the door. I am staring at Kai as he hands Clause a whip. He cracks it. Am I being punished? For what? I have been secured here all damn day. He takes the whip and cracks it across my ass.Holy fuck, that stings!I scream.
“Serena, do you know why you are being punished?” He whips my ass again.
I let out another scream. “No, My King!” Tears roll down my face.
He walks over to where I can see him. “Well, let me tell you. You wormed your way into my head last night. You shouldn’t have gone there. Do not try it again.” He cracks the whip one more time, and I can’t stop crying. The pain is excruciating. He puts the whip down and rubs his hand against my sore ass. He takes a bottle from the dresser behind him, opens it, and drips it onto my bottom. It feels good.
Claus walks toward the door but turns back and says, “Kai, fuck her in the ass and leave her there.”
Kai looks surprised by Claus’s command. I’m a little surprised myself. If I am his, why on earth would he allow another vampire to have sex with me?
Without turning, he says, “Serena, I am the source of all your pleasures. If you cum, you will be punished.” He leaves the room. And there’s my answer.
Kai looks at me pleadingly but says nothing. I am at a loss for words as well. Kai strokes my ass, spreading warm oils around my hole. He positions himself and then thrusts inside. A scream escapes me when he pumps inside me. It feels good, but I know I must not cum. So instead of losing myself in the pleasures as Kai continues to fuck me, my resolve fuels my lust with revenge.
I can do this.
When Kai is done, I can’t help the pride I feel for holding my orgasm. There were times when I thought I would slip. Times when I thought, What’s a few lashes? It would be worth it to have the pleasure. But I didn’t. I remained strong. Kai cleans himself up and leaves the room.
It’s dark outside, but I don’t believe it is late. I hear Claus shuffling around in the other room, and my curiosity is piqued. After several minutes, Claus enters the playroom. I’m still hunched over the table, and my arms are still restrained. Kai’s cum, which was dripping down my legs, has now dried. I’m sweaty, sticky, and want a shower. However, I want food more than anything. I need blood.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“I’m sore, stiff, and hungry. My King, may I please have something to eat?”
He looks at me curiously. “Yes, you may. I’ve already spoken to the kitchen and asked them to prepare a meal for you.”
“Thank you.”
He unlocks the restraints holding my hands. “You may stand up now.”
I do and stretch as he watches me.
He looks away and gestures toward the bathroom. “Go shower. There is a nightgown for you to wear. Put it on and return to me when you are done.”
“Yes, My King.” The thought of a shower and a meal has me giddy. I rush into the bathroom and go straight to the shower. I turn on the water, test it, and when it’s the right temperature, I get in. It feels amazing. I wash my body, my face, and my hair. Claus has vanilla body wash and shampoo in here, which I find a bit odd. I would have expected a more manly scent. When I turn to rinse my hair, I notice two more bottles in the corner of the shower. There they are, the manly scents. The vanilla must be for me. I smile at his kindness.He is not kind, Serena. He stole your empire,I remind myself.
I turn off the water and dry myself with the towel hanging on the hook to the left of the shower. Once I am dry, I walk to the nightgown Claus laid out for me. Next to it is a bottle of lotion with a note attached, reading:Put this on.
I do as he says, and the vanilla fragrance fills my nostrils. It’s a soft, pleasant aroma, and I find I like it. I put the nightgown on, reveling in how good it feels to have clothes on.
Claus is sitting at the table. He pulls the chair out next to him and gestures for me to sit. “You smell good,” he says as I take my place in the chair. I’m a little taken aback that he is letting me sit at the table. The last time, I ate on the floor. “Before I reveal your meal, you must promise me to eat everything on your plate.”
I don’t think twice and agree. I am so hungry, I’m sure I will have no problems eating it all. He lifts the lid of the plate, and I squeal with excitement. The plate is heaping with human food, a large steak buried underneath potatoes, carrots, and mushrooms. I’m not a huge fan of vegetables, but I learned that we eat what we must in order to survive. The aroma is heavenly, and I look to Claus for direction. “May I eat now?”
