Thea Meets Her Master

I awoke without thinking anything was wrong. It wasn’t until my eyes came into focus, and my brain kicked into gear that I realised something was wrong. This wasn’t my bed, my room. Ah, crap. My brain chugged along at a maddeningly sluggish pace, which I can only assume was caused by the vamp sucking my neck last night. He must have put some kind of tranquilising glamour on me.

I eventually started to panic as my brain sifted through the events of last night, the strange vamp, and what he’d told me.

My Master wanted to claim me properly. I wasn’t really sure if this was a good thing or not. After dreaming about him, and waking up feeling incredibly horny, I wanted him more than anything. But now, in the cold light of day, when he was threatening to appear for real, I wasn’t sure. After all, he’d been sent by the Guardian Angel, so he couldn’t be a good guy.

I looked around me. There was no way I’d be able to escape. They’d taken all necessary precautions to build a room capable of holding a vampire, regardless of how powerful they were. Damn it. I suppose I’d just have to wait it out and see what happened. I still wasn’t entirely sure what the Guardian Angel wanted from me, but I was fairly sure he didn’t want me dead, so maybe I was safe for the time being. Guess I’d find out soon enough.

Moments later, I heard sounds outside the door. My senses picked up two people, or perhaps beings would be a more accurate description. The door opened slowly, its weight making it scrape heavily across the stone floor. A creature I’d never seen before was opening it. A weak, pathetic-looking vampire. Perhaps one they kept as a kind of pet. The sort that should really be killed before he put the rest of his kind in danger by being outsmarted by another supernatural race. I imagined they probably kept him indoors to run errands.

However, the being that stepped through the door once it was open was far from pathetic. An enormous figure loomed in the doorway. Big in more than just the physical sense. He just gave off an air of complete authority and power, and I immediately dismissed all ideas of trying to escape. This dude would catch me in no time.

As he stepped out of the shadow of the doorway and into the room, I gasped. Then realised that now, I didn’t actually want to escape. He was here. My Master. He’d finally seen fit to summon me for real.

A slideshow of images flickered through my mind… my dreams. The outfits he’d made me wear. The things he’d made me do. The things he’d done to me. And yet, far from being repulsed, or afraid, I was excited. I was aroused. I felt an aching and a warmth in my core, and waited for what seemed like hours before he spoke to me.

Sugasm #125

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Ownership

I let my mind wander for a few seconds more on the subject of claiming Harry and therefore being mine, forever. I let myself forget my half-formed idea temporarily, and concentrated on what was happening right then.

 

Harry twisted away from my lips, only to return the favour and kiss my neck, a guaranteed way of turning me to jelly. Ironic, really, considering that putting my mouth on other people's necks is what keeps me alive. He planted butterfly kisses on my skin, alternating with gentle sucks and nibbles. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. He still had one hand on my ass, the other he brought up to cradle the back of my head, and tangle in my hair, pulling my head further back.

 

My mind slowly started to register something wasn't quite right. He was still pulling my head further back, so much so that he was making me lose my balance. I risked falling on my ass in a graveyard - not ideal. Just as I opened my mouth to protest, his teeth punctured my skin. His sharp teeth. My eyes flew open, but I couldn't see much. It was pitch black and there was a dark haired man sucking at my neck.

 

Dark haired. Ahhh fuck! Harry had been blonde! The shock made me so slow to react to what was going on that I started to feel a little woozy from the blood that was being drained from me. Did this other vamp know I was one, or had he just jumped on what he thought was an unsuspecting victim in the graveyard? But no, he can't have done – he kissed me first!

 

I'm pretty sure male vampires don't snog their victims before killing them. I suppose it happens, but it's not the norm. I certainly don't kiss people before I bite their necks! I began to really panic because my body was not reacting as I wanted it to, and fighting this man off. My brain was screaming, my heart was thumping, but my limbs appeared to be frozen. Was this some kind of super-vamp that could control me?

 

Seconds later, everything started to make sense. He was talking to me. Not in the normal sense, of course, because his teeth were still buried in my neck. He was speaking inside my head.

 

Thea, he said, you mustn't be afraid of me. I'm not here to hurt you.

 

So why the fuck are you sucking my blood then?!

 

He chuckled, in my head.

 

They told me you were fiery. Just listen to me.

 

Who's they? And who are you? What are you doing to me?

 

Your Master sent me. He wishes to see you.

 

My… Master? He's real then?

 

Of course, you silly girl. He's watched and waited for long enough. Now is the time for him to claim you properly.

 

Just as I was about to say that I would never be claimed by anyone, I blacked out.