The Birthday Present

Chapter Three


There was a tap at the door and Lindsey started guiltily, quickly pulling away from Spike’s body. The vampire was lying face down on the bed whilst Lindsey inserted a different plug in his ass.


“Lindsey, you’ve been shut up in here all day. Your mother wants you to come downstairs and spend some time with the living.”


“Er…okay, dad. I’ll be down in a minute.”


“Can I come in, son?”


Lindsey stared in horror at the door for a moment, and then he shrugged. His dad had bought him all the optional extras, so it wasn’t like he’d think that he’d been playing checkers with his toy.


“Sure.”


He got up and quietly unlocked the door, allowing McDonald senior in to the room.


“Oh, my,” he sighed, as he took in the pale perfection of the body that was prone on the bed.


Lindsey grinned when he saw the look on his dad’s face. “He’s something else isn’t he? I’ve got him voice activated now. Want to see?”


“Yes,” replied his father quickly, as he softly closed the bedroom door and walked further in to the room.


“Spike, get off the bed and stand up.”


The vampire immediately rolled over on the bed, swung his legs to the floor and stood up facing Lindsey.


“Does everything…er…” His father coughed. “Does everything work okay?”


“It sure does.”


McDonald stepped up to Spike and cupped his balls, none too gently, in his large hand. When he got in to Spike’s eye line, it was all that the vampire could do not to recoil. The look in the older man’s eyes was one that he’d seen before. Lust. Not just for the use of his body but for the control that he held over it. Since Spike had been dipped in the silicon, his sense of smell was much reduced, but he still managed to detect the evil aroma surrounding his owner’s father. It scared him. The boy seemed harmless enough. His earlier cruelty had not been deliberate. But Spike knew that the same could not be said of his dad. He trembled. It was the only reaction that wasn’t punished by the chip.


“What’s wrong with it?” McDonald asked.


“Him, dad. He’s quite obviously a ‘him’. There’s nothing wrong; he just does that sometimes. Pants too. I guess it’s kinda anticipation.”


“Like a racehorse at the starting gate?” said McDonald with a smile, all the time holding Spike’s balls. “So he likes me doing this then, eh? Wants more?”


“I guess so,” replied Lindsey feeling a little jealous.


No! I don’t! I don’t! Spike moved his eyes to Lindsey. He knew what was coming next. Please don’t. Don’t show him. I’m yours. Don’t show him.


“Watch this, dad.”


Lindsey activated Spike’s genitals by turning on the huge vibrating plug that he’d just inserted. Spike wished that he had used the button on the remote because that activated things but didn’t constantly stimulate the sensor like the plug did; didn’t make it hurt so much. He closed his eyes and pushed his hips forward as the sensation caused his cock to rapidly engorge. When he was fully erect, McDonald moved his hand from his balls to his cock.


“That’s impressive. Bigger than I expected considering his stature, but the salesman had assured me that he was one of the best for several reasons. This being one of them.” He stroked his hand slowly up and down the length, making Spike tremble even more. He hated that his body could continually betray him, as he couldn’t help but thrust in to the fist. “So how long is this maintained?”


Don’t tell him. Please don’t tell him.


“Until I press this button.” Lindsey showed his dad the remote control. He decided to shut off the vibrations in the plug as his vampire’s trembling had increased.


“Really?”


Spike cringed inwardly at the thought of this man having control over him at any point. The man was still stroking his cock.


“Does the voice activation thing work only for you?” McDonald asked.


Tell him yes. Only you.


“No, anyone can work him as long as you say his name before every instruction. I don’t have to do that as long as he’s clear that I’m talking to him.”


“Talking?” McDonald raised an eyebrow.


Lindsey flushed. “Well…you know…giving him commands.”


“Spike, look at me,” said McDonald.


Spike responded as slowly as he could, earning a few twinges from the chip. Spike tried to keep his gaze as bland as his facial expression, but he saw from the triumph in his eyes that McDonald had seen his fear.


“Spike, touch yourself like this.” He stroked his hand up and down Spike’s length.


Spike knew that he was going to get a shock for not obeying him. He couldn’t move his fingers but he hoped that rubbing the palm of his hand on his cock would mean that it wasn’t deemed a full scale disobedience.


He was wrong.


Pain seared through his head. He fell to his knees, and then as both men stepped back in alarm, collapsed on his side, jolting as wave after wave hit him. Until the command was cancelled, it wouldn’t stop. He tried desperately to do as he was ordered but his fingers were unable to respond. The pain was so severe that he could hardly move his hand. He opened his eyes and saw Lindsey staring at him in horror. He didn’t fail to notice the small smile on McDonald’s face. He looked at Lindsey once more, willing the kid to realise what was happening.


“Oh, God! Dad, you gave him an order he couldn’t follow! He can’t use his fingers. Shit – he’s being punished. Spike! Stop what you’re doing. Lie still!”


Spike stilled his hand and immediately the chip stopped firing, leaving him still panting heavily from the ferocity of the shocks and chest heaving, as he took the unnecessary breaths.


Lindsey turned to his father. “Don’t tell him to do anything before you read the manual or ask me,” he snapped. Although the vampire’s facial expression had never changed, the pain it had felt was clear to see in its eyes. “You’ve hurt him.” He knelt beside his toy and stroked its cool shoulder.


“Christ, Lindsey. Calm down. It’s only a toy. It can’t feel anything. That’s why they use vampires. They have no feelings. The programming was just kicking in to stop it from ignoring a command, that’s all.”


Spike closed his eyes once more. He’d been right about the father. He was one of those people that really thought that a vampire was a glorified robot. Not a being as capable of feelings as intense as a human’s, if only they were allowed to.


Lindsey bit back an angry retort. He was sure that his father’s opinion was wrong, even though the manual backed up what he said. But Lindsey had looked in to those eyes, and they showed that the creature was aware and was capable of being hurt.


“I’ll shut him down for the day.” He pushed the relevant button, and Spike pulled himself up and into the shut down position as quickly as he could, painfully trapping his still erect penis between his thighs and his body. The usual bolt of pain hit just as he rested his head on his chin and closed his eyes. He welcomed the darkness.


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It was late when Lindsey finally returned to his room. He wanted to make sure that his father wouldn’t pay another visit. He felt terrible when he remembered the shuddering body of his vampire as it was being punished. He wanted his toy to like him; not to fear him. He looked at the immobile shape of Spike and wondered whether to leave him for the night. Then he remembered that he hadn’t pressed the button to give Spike release from his erection. He kicked himself for being so stupid. The manual had been very clear that it wasn’t recommended to leave the vampire with an erection when being shut down.


He picked up the remote and activated Spike. The blue eyes opened. His chin raised and the vampire stood up, his movement not quite as fluid as earlier. It was painfully clear why that was. His erection looked dark and hugely engorged. He met his toy’s eyes and pushed the button on the remote.


“I’m sorry, Spike,” said Lindsey.


He held his hand to Spike’s cock, catching the vampire’s spendings as Spike thrust again, and again, the relief he felt almost making him pass out. A final shudder and he was done. He stared at the boy in front of him. He’d said sorry. How long had it been since he’d heard a sincerely meant ‘sorry’? Spike couldn’t remember. The boy really was different from the humans that he’d encountered since being part of the programme.


Lindsay looked at the opaque liquid in his hand and then back to Spike. The manual said that the vampire would clean up after both itself and its owner. He offered his hand to Spike at face height.


“Clean this.”


Spike leaned forwards and began to lap his salty fluid from his owner’s outstretched hand. Okay. He’s not so sodding different after all. Would he ever taste anything but semen again?


Lindsay marvelled at the coolness of the vampire’s tongue. He felt himself harden. He had to feel that gorgeous tongue on his cock again. When his hand was clean he walked to the box containing the accessories, then he paused. If it hurt as much as it looked like it did, to disobey an order, wouldn’t Spike just do the blow job because he wanted to? He wouldn’t bite would he? Lindsey wanted to feel those full lips around the base of his cock. He hadn’t been able to with the gag in place. He rummaged in the box and then, instead of the gag, he got another of the sachets. He hurried to the bathroom to reconstitute the drug.


Spike watched his owner disappear and knew that he would be used before the kid went to bed. He hoped that Lindsey would take the plug out of his arse. Why did they think that it needed to be so fucking big? Their cocks were never anywhere near as bloody thick.


“Kneel down,” said Lindsey when he returned, naked from the waist down.


Spike dropped to his knees. He closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable tap on his cheek to make him accept the gag. He opened them again when his collar was removed and he felt the familiar tug of the cap being pulled off the feeding tube. He began to swallow in anticipation of the liquid being squirted in.


“Oh, you’re eager for this, aren’t you Spike?” said Lindsey as he squeezed the bag.


No; you stupid git. It just feels bloody wrong to have stuff squirted down your throat.


Spike swayed slightly as the drug took effect. Once more his whole world narrowed until all he was aware of was Lindsey. This was the most powerful of the additives. It affected the vampire’s brain in such a way that they were desperate to please. Whilst the drug was controlling them, it made them feel like they were in love. It made them forget that they were a possession. It made them think that they were equal, until a blast of pain hit as the drug’s effects dipped below the acceptable level for safe sex with the vampire. The pain would trigger the vampire to go in to stand by as a safe guard to the owner. Whilst under the influence, a vampire was able to touch and move without being ordered, as long as the owner didn’t tell them no.


Oh, Christ. Spike hated this more than anything. Not only was his body being used – raped – but his mind, too. He tried to fight its effects, although he knew that it was useless. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, he lifted his head and gazed at Lindsey adoringly.


“Oh, Christ,” whispered Lindsey as he saw the lust that his vampire was directing towards him. “Oh, Spike.”


Spike slowly reached out and rested both hands on Lindsey’s hips. His tongue flicking over the boy’s cock, probing the little slit, causing Lindsey to moan with pleasure. He bit back a cry as the vampire swallowed him whole, all the time pulling him closer with his hands.


As Spike went to work, his own cock responded to the love that he felt for his partner and soon his erection was aching. He brought the boy to the brink, and then pulled back until his lips were clear.


“God, Spike. Don’t stop,” begged Lindsey.


Spike stood up and pushed his groin to Lindsey’s, making sure that their cocks touched, and then he put a hand behind Lindsey’s head and pulled him in to a long kiss. Lindsey almost came as Spike’s cool tongue entered his mouth. He kissed him back aggressively, bruising Spike’s lips.


“Kneel on the bed,” whispered Lindsey.


Spike turned around and positioned himself on all fours on the bed. He glanced back when Lindsey hesitated, then wriggled his hips provocatively.


Come on, take me, you git. Don’t keep me waiting.


Spike was dimly aware of not being able to actually talk or smile, but in his mind he urged his lover on and grinned at him. He did manage to wink at Lindsey, which made the boy gasp and smile broadly at him. That smile made Spike feel great. He was making his lover happy and that made him happy.


Lindsey could take it no longer. He pulled the plug out of Spike’s ass and quickly rammed his cock inside. Grunting as Spike bore down on to him, riding each thrust. Lindsey had his hands on Spike’s hips and Spike reached back with his left hand and tried to take his hand in his to bring it to his cock. He was puzzled when he couldn’t grip it, but Lindsey understood what he was wanting and wrapped his fingers around Spike’s erection. He kept up the same rhythm with his hand as he did with his thrusts in to Spike’s accommodating ass.


“Oh, Christ, Spike, I’m gonna come. Come with me, please.”


A couple more thrusts and both climaxed hard. Spike collapsed face down on the bed with Lindsey’s gasping body on top of him. Giggling, Lindsey rolled off and Spike turned over to face him. The look on his lover’s face showing Spike clearly that he’d pleasured him right and proper. He moved to kiss the beautiful boy in front of him when a bolt of pain hit his head. He just had a second to wonder what the hell was happening and then he froze. His vision dimmed, as did his hearing.


“Spike? What’s wrong?” Lindsey asked, touching the now inert vampire’s face.


He was brought back down to earth with a bump. Spike had gone in to stand by because the drugs were wearing off. For a time there, he’d forgotten that Spike wasn’t human; wasn’t there of his own free will; didn’t love him.


“Oh, shit,” he groaned, wiping a hand over his sweaty face. The vampire might not love him but Lindsey was starting to think that he might well be falling in love with Spike. He shook his head. How twisted was that? In love with his own fucking remote control vampire! “Not good.”


Spike stayed frozen in the position that he’d been in when stand by had been activated. In stand by he couldn’t move an inch but his mind and his thoughts were his own. Reality hit Spike with a crash. He wasn’t there of his own free will; he didn’t love the boy that had just shagged him; he was still existing as a fucking remote control vampire. The fact that his cock had risen and he’d climaxed of his own accord just made him feel more wretched.


A tear slipped silently down his cheek, dropping unseen by Lindsey on to the bed.

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