Slave

I admit it, this chapter is mostly shameless smut, but I love this pair. I can see that you guys are reading, please give me some feedback.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the pillow under my head. I didn’t know where I was, but I felt inexplicably safe. It was an odd feeling to have since I had been kidnapped by an enormous beast and was now lying in a very dimly lit room. A lot of my feelings the past few days had been bizarre. I tried to move and found that I was a little sore, but basically unharmed. I was lying in a large bed and a heavy burgundy velvet blanket had been placed over me. I could see my coat hung over one of the chairs across the room. Room probably was not the right word, it was more cave like and definitely underground. There were no windows or doors that I could see. There were candles everywhere, I couldn’t even count them. Only four of them seemed to be lit so I couldn’t see too clearly.

I had been exploring about five minutes when I heard footsteps approaching from above. Then right in front of where I was standing a door opened in the ceiling and a ladder came through. It was him.

“Oh you’re up Luv”. I got a rush at the sight of him. I couldn’t even answer at first. He came down the ladder with glasses and a bottle of wine. “Seems that you had gotten yourself into a bit of trouble.”

“How did I get here?” My mind was slowly working.

“Well, I couldn’t let some nasty get a hold of my Red now could I? Had to wait until he was a safe distance from your little pals. I don’t know what the devil that thing was; never saw one like it before.” He closed the trap door and walked past me to put the glasses down. My breath caught in my throat just from him being so close, my Red.

“Spike your shirt…” I could see several tears in the shirt now that he was closer. He smiled at me slyly and began unbuttoning the shirt, exposing a few unhealed scratches on his milky chest.

“Don’t really need it. Do I?” He let the black shirt drop to the floor as he walked back toward me. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure that he could probably see it. He took me by the hand and pulled me against him. “You seem nervous Luv.” He kissed the back of my hand and then held it up to his face for several seconds before smiling at me darkly. “Start without me did you?” I flushed looking down, remembering what I had done earlier in the dressing room and embarrassed that he knew. He took my fingers one by one into his mouth, stroking them with his tongue. “Hmmn…still tastes so good. Did it feel good? Did you think of me Luv?” I couldn’t speak. It was like I’d never had a voice. “You’re gonna have to show me.”

I was so self conscious that I couldn’t look at him, but the way he was sucking on my fingers made my legs shake. He finally released my hand and took a step back looking me up and down. “Pretty dress, get it for me?” I nodded still unable to find my voice. My tension obvious to him, his whole demeanor changed. Reaching for my hand again he pulled me down on the bed casually pouring me a drink. “No need to rush. Have a drink and relax.”

I sipped the wine slowly until I felt it warming my blood; he sat next to me watching me and refilling my cup periodically. “Are you okay” he finally asked. I nodded my head and cleared my throat. The wine was starting to work.

“Where are we Spike? What is this place?”

“This is my place, my bedroom. It’s a hidden spot under the crypt. It’s secure.”

“Oh…” I started thoughtfully.

“What?” He moved around the bed facing me.

“I don’t know. I guess I never pictured you with a bedroom. I thought you’d have a coffin.”

“Well, I prefer a bed.” All the playfulness had left his eyes and could feel the familiar ache for him in my cunt, beginning to throb. He stood in front of me, leaning over me as he stroked my hair. “Do you feel better sweetness”, he whispered into my hair.

“Yes, I feel like I’m safe here.” When I was with him the words just spilled out of me before I could think about them or it could have been the four glasses of wine. He continued to rub my head in the most comforting way.

“You are safe here, with me. You always will be. I’ll protect you.” I believed him.

“But, why me Spike?” It was what I had wanted to ask him the night before. It was my only question.

He put two of his cool fingers under my chin lifting my face up to his. His stare was so intense, I felt like I should look away. “You’re different. There was something about you that always stood out to me. I’ve wanted you for a long time and I couldn’t help myself when I saw you go home alone last night.”

“And now I am here.”

“Yes you are and I am going to teach you pet. “ He began to stroke my bottom lip with one of his fingers and I couldn’t breath. “Yes” he whispered in my ear. “There are lessons to learn”. His other hand running along the deep neck line of my dress slipping between my breasts and teasing the spot where he bit me the night before. As soon as his fingers touched my wound, I moaned out loud.

“Let me see your pretty outfit pet. Stand up and give a little turn for daddy.” I obeyed without thinking. It just seemed natural to do what he said. I stood up bathed in the sensation of his eyes roaming over me as I turned slowly. He came up close behind me, wrapping one arm around me pressing his palm against my stomach and pulling me against him. I could feel his cock pressing against me as he rubbed my stomach and kissed my neck. “So pretty,” he whispered, nibbling on my ear. I felt him unbuttoning the back of my dress and pulling it down over my shoulders. Once it had fallen to the floor, he circled around to face me and led me to the bed. He placed me gently across the bed on my back.

With skilled fingers he lightly traced the edges of my lacy underwear, underneath my pussy was warm and awake. He lingered over my desire soaked crotch. He brushed the fabric repeatedly making my hips thrust up against his fingers. He smiled leaning down and sweeping his lips against my lips gently at first until my mouth opened to him. His tongue teased the inside of my lips. He tasted like warm liquor as he searched the inside of my mouth. I was moaning into his mouth and desperately trying to rub my swollen cleft against his hand. He drew away from me sucking my lip into his mouth and working it with his tongue.

He slid down my body until he was at the edge of the bed by feet. He lifted each of my legs and unclasped my shoes and slipped them off. Then he lifted my legs one at a time onto his shoulder and slipped off my stockings. I felt so exposed laying in just my bra and panties while he stroked the inside of my thighs. Gently he pressed kisses against my thigh moving closer and closer to my center; finally pressing his lips against the wet fabric covering my crotch licking and sucking lightly until I yelled.

“So responsive…” he whispered against my cunt. “Show me how you touched yourself”, he said pulling down my panties and kneeling between my thighs. When I didn’t move, he pulled my hand down between my legs and covered my mound. “I want to see.” He held my hand there and licked the inside of my thigh. I could feel the moisture seeping out of me onto my fingers.


“Come on…don’t be shy” he whispered, blowing against my wet folds. The tiny air vibrations made me shudder. His face was inches from my cunt, closer than even I had been before that afternoon. I was still frozen; I couldn’t make my fingers move even though I desperately wanted to. He kept blowing on my pussy, making it twitch involuntarily. “You are so wet luv,” he whispered. I could feel the thick liquid dribbling out of me and getting cooler as he blew on it. “Were you wet like this before…” he murmured against my thigh. “Show me how you did it.” He put his hand over mine pressing my fingers hard against my clit. I shivered as a tremor ran through my legs. He started to gently guide my fingers in circles around clit as it grew slippery and more swollen under my touch.

“That’s it…show me…” he coaxed releasing my hand as I rubbed my clit with more and more pressure. I could feel the heat growing inside me. The idea of him watching me made it even more intense. “Did you think about my tongue luv?” He asked slipping one finger inside me, then two. “Did you?” He asked pressing his fingers against a spot inside me, when I didn’t answer. “Yes!!” I grunted as he massaged the sensitive area. “Did you think about my cock?” He asked applying pressure to my g-spot. I nodded my head whimpering with pleasure. “Say it…” he whispered against my pussy. “Say you were thinking about daddy’s cock, I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes…your cock” I groaned. He smiled up at me and repositioned himself on his knees right by my hip still sliding his fingers in and out of me. I could feel my body tightening as I grew deliciously closer and closer to my end. He continued his assault on the tender spot inside my vagina while I pressed harder and harder circles around my clit, I was too far gone to be ashamed of the fact that Spike was watching me masturbate. “Say it again; say you were thinking about my cock when you touched yourself.” He licked his lips looking down at me as I shamelessly rode his fingers, I could see him rubbing his swollen cock though his pants. “That’s it luv, make yourself cum…that’s it baby…cum for daddy…” he murmured to me softly as he unzipped his pants revealing his hard cock. “Is this what you wanted, what you were thinking of...” he breathed to me licking his bottom lip.

I watched as he stroked the length of his cock, the one hand sliding up and down his shaft while his other hand continued to work its magic inside me. I just stared at him not even able to think anymore, his cock grew larger and harder in his grip. A small puddle of pre cum began to collect in the tip of his member, he bent over and rubbed the cool liquid on my stomach just below my belly button. I moaned out loud at the contact. I could feel my orgasm building from every part of my body, my legs and my stomach were burning with pleasure as he rubbed the bottom of his cock against my stomach. Waves of pleasure were radiating from my hips and back, his cock was moving against me like it was alive. His fingers were rubbing small circles against the hot spot inside me connecting with my swollen clit. I was rubbing myself so hard that my arm was aching but I couldn’t stop, I was so close it hurt.

“So nice luv…I am gonna cum all over you” he grunted, his eyes glowing a dark orange. “Do you want me to spray my cum on you?” He let out a low growl as his face shifted. The second I saw his fangs the orgasm slammed me, exploding over my body. As he started emptying himself on me I felt another orgasm crash over me, just as intense as the first one. My spine convulsed making me sit straight up and curl my knees, before I collapsed back on his bed.

I had lost several minutes when I finally opened my eyes. My body was still weak and tingling, I could see Spike still leaning over me smiling. “I love to watch you cum,” he whispered tracing small circles over my stomach. “Go to sleep now, after you’ve rested we will begin.”

I didn’t even feel my eyes close. Before my mind could even register what he said I was asleep. I don’t know how long I had been asleep when the commotion above us woke me. I looked to Spike who was suddenly standing at the bottom of the bed. “Your friends have come looking for you, Pet.”