Blood brothel (Chapt 4)

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I peered around the room, it was beautiful compared to the little one I had been staying in for the last two weeks. Instead of the iron bed, this one had a huge four poster bed, with red velvet drapes, and black silk sheets. There were almost twenty elegant pillows propped against the amazingly intricate headboard. The soft carpet felt amazing on my bare feet, and the room itself was breathtaking. I had expected a vampires room to be dark and dingy, I hadn’t been so surprised with the room they had put me in first, but this one, this on took my breath away. Huge windows looked out at a view of the mountains, the full moon casting a silver light across the room. Heavy red drapes were ready to close over them when the sun started to rise. All the furniture in the room was made of teak, and by the looks of the intricate designs I imagined they dated back several hundred years. I turned around to Drake who was watching me with almost gentle eyes. ‘Gentle eyes?’ What was I thinking, he was a vampire, and there was nothing gentle about him. I gave him a weak smile. 2

I was still not very good at doing what I was told, and I sure as hell still hated the bastards, but I had learned quickly that If I did something wrong, I would be punished. So I tried to abide by all the stupid rules he put on me, and it was with relief that I now was allowed to wear a black leather corset and an overly short skim my thigh red and black lace skirt. “Do you like it?” He asked me, his voice rough with some emotion I couldn’t put my finger on. Like he even cared if I liked it. “Yes Master.” I said, cringing at the word. 3

His strange mood suddenly evaporated, and he gave me a little shove forward. “Soon I am having a guest, and I expect you to please him if I ask it of you.” Drake gave me a rueful smile and I felt a tremor pass through me. When Drake smiled, I cringed. He let himself drop onto the bed, obviously he didn’t make it himself, or he would have been more careful of the wrinkles he was putting into the silk sheets. “Come here.” He demanded, pointing down at the floor before him. I obeyed and walked over, I kneeled down between his legs, and let my eyes fall to the floor. There was no way I would stare up at him, with him sitting in that position, with his legs on either side of me, his most dominant feature from my position was the bulge I glimpsed in his pants. 4

“Look up at me.” He said, his words rough with what I had discovered was the way his voice became when he was Horney. I tilted my head, peering upwardly at him, trying to ignore what was so obviously in front of me. “Good.” He said as he gave my upturned eyes a nod of satisfaction. Then he started to unbuckle the large black leather belt at his hips. I felt my stomach clench. Was he going to drop his promise? Was he going to rape me again? I tried to hide the terror from my eyes, but he must have seen it, because the sick bastard gave a deep chuckle. Then suddenly, he drew out his penis, and I couldn’t help but stare. I had seen a few, I’m not that innocent that I have never seen any, but this one was so much bigger then I had thought, and he had no hair at all. 5

“Do you know how to give Oral?” He asked me, ignoring the obvious shock on my face. I tried to stay calm, he expected me to put that… that thing in my mouth? It was huge! I tried to remain calm, but I had never given oral before, the idea put me off to much. I shook my head at Drake, and yet again his eyes softened. “All right, open your mouth.” He said, his golden eyes flickered to my lips, and then back to my eyes. I stayed still. “Trust me Lottie, open your mouth or I will make you choke on it.” His voice was more clipped again. He cuffed me quickly over the back of my head, and my mouth fell open. 6

And then he slid to the edge of the bed, swinging his hips forward so that the tip rested against my lower lip. And then he slid it inside my mouth, and I felt it fill me till it pushed against the back of my tongue. I tried to swallow and found I could barely do it, but a strange sound came from Drake, and I realised he enjoyed it. Eager to please and get the task over with I tried to caress him with my tongue. He leaned back slightly, and I could see the muscles in his neck and chest. As much as I hated him, he was still drop dead hot. Suddenly he moved his hips back, and then pushed them forward so that he was sliding back and forward inside my mouth. Then he twined his fingers through my hair and started to really push. I felt terror creeping up, and pain. I couldn’t breath properly, and it hurt every time he hit the back of my throat. 7

And then after a while, I felt a salty warm liquid run down my throat. I gagged realising it was his cum, but he would not release my head. So reluctantly I swallowed. He finally drew himself out from my mouth, and I could hear his rough breathing. I almost felt proud, but my shame was more pronounced. Drake leaned over and ran his fingers through my hair. “Good girl.” He stated, adding to my shame. “When my guest arrives, if things get heated, I will motion to you, and you will do that exact thing for him. It is your first lesson in pleasuring a man, maybe I will be able to start your first lesson in pleasuring a women soon.” His eyes took on a far away look, and I started to fret about having to do this all over again. 8

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Anna smiled as sweetly as she could up at Desiree, Trent, and Cyrus. “in a few months Lottie will be ready to join you, Then you realise that you no longer will be the most pricey little blood whore here.” Trent said as he lounged back in one of the overstuffed chairs. Anna felt the same old depressive weight as she always did when Lottie was mentioned. It had been two weeks, and she still hadn’t seen her, who knew what Mavick and Drake were doing to the poor girl. Anna had wondered what would happen to her when Lottie started up, training by Drake meant a great advantage. And as much as Anna hated her job, she knew that her high prices gave her privileges. She had more freedom, she was allowed to walk the halls whenever she wanted. She was given nicer food, to keep her healthy and strong, and best of all, she didn’t get beaten roughly, what would her clients say if they found they had paid good money for a bruised blood whore? And so it was both fear for herself, and for Lottie that gnawed at her every passing day. Desiree smiled over at Anna, her eyes glittering in excitement. “Oh it’s so exciting! Soon I’ll be able to get that boy I saw.” Anna knew she was talking about a young man she had seen at another blood brothel a couple of months back. He had alabaster skin, and a perfect toned body. He was sweet, and enjoyed his work… a great companion for Desiree. Cyrus shot her an annoyed look, he was never the one for companions. 10

Every week they would gather in Anna’s room to discuss business, as head blood whore, it was often discussed with her, but Anna never got a say in any decisions, they just wanted to make her feel important so that she would serve them all the better. 11