3 comments/ 22411 views/ 15 favorites My Precious Pet By: Rosecitychild13 The sun shining in through the campus library windows was slowly going down, and it hit my eyes in just the right way as to make me squint and turn my head. Sighing, I closed my Chemistry textbook and looked around. Fellow students of Idaho Falls University milled around, using computers, checking out books, and completing homework, just as I had been doing. But now that I had been here for roughly two hours, it was time to go home and start my weekend. Darkness eclipsed my table, causing me to look up and see a guy closing the shade directly in my line of view. Mentally I thanked him, as the bright sunlight infiltrating my eyes was starting to give me a headache. Once the fabric was pulled down all the way and the black silhouette of guy came into focus, it took a lot of willpower not to keep staring at him. He was almost as tall as the window himself, and it was a good seven feet off the ground. His hair was jet black with what looked like turquoise streaks cutting through it, and was spiked severely in the back with long razor bangs covering almost half of his face. He was pale, but not overly so, and most shockingly, was staring right at me. I focused my attention on stuffing my books into my backpack when I heard a throat being cleared loudly in front of my table. Once again, my neck bent backwards to travel way up to see the face of the guy with the cool hair. "Hi there! I didn't know if the sun was bothering you as much as it was me, so I closed the shade. Hope that was okay." I momentarily startled at how deep this guy's voice was. He didn't sound his age, which I guessed to be around 23 or younger. It sounded much more mature and had a rumbling quality to it, like it was coming from his chest directly. "Oh, no. It's fine. I was just leaving anyway." I returned his warm smile and stood up, slinging my backpack over one shoulder. "Thanks for the thought though!" "No problem. My name's Avery, by the way. Are you a full time student here?" I accepted his hand shake with a nod of my head. "Yep. I'm here every weekday. My name is Sadie. Nice to meet you, Avery. Sorry I have to go so soon." In reality, I was really sorry I had to go, because this guy was what could be considered a super stud. Tall, built like a linebacker, angular but nicely proportioned face, and very intense grey eyes. I could have stayed there staring for another two hours. "It's cool. Maybe I'll see you on Monday. Have a good weekend!" His wide smile revealed straight, white teeth, and instantly activated a blushing reaction in my cheeks. I turned around fast to hide it, and gave him a lazy wave over my shoulder. I doubt we'd cross paths again, but it was still nice to get positive attention from a man. After driving home that evening, grabbing something to eat, showering and getting ready for this party, I was finally on my way to my classmate Jenny's house. It was early October and the chill wind tried to blow my skirt up as I walked to my car. I didn't want to dress in anything fancy tonight, so I just donned a flowy black skirt and a low-cut peasant top of the same color. My plans didn't include staying at her house for very long anyway, so I didn't even put on a ton of heavy make-up. Just some eyeliner and neutral colored eyeshadow to bring out the deep brown of my irises. Parties weren't much of my thing, but Jenny was a sweet girl in my Speech class and had pleaded with me to make an appearance, so I agreed. Thankfully she lived close and it only took me five minutes to make the drive to her large house, which she shared with several other students. Parking was a nightmare, and I was surprised to find an empty spot of curb just around the block. It seemed a lot further once I got out and started walking however, as the wind had picked up the pace and was blowing my shoulder-length chestnut curls all around my face. I hadn't brought a jacket, either, so my clothes felt like they would be lifted right off. Needless to say, I was relieved when I made it to Jenny's wide open front door. The party was in full swing. Loud music with a very heavy bass line shook the walls, and every room was packed to the max with young people holding one or two drinks in their hands. I recognized some students from the University, but no one I was close to. Pushing through the many warm bodies of alcohol-filled students, I made my way through the living room, dining room, and finally to the kitchen, where I spotted Jenny by the counter, mixing drinks. I felt my creased forehead relax as a tiny bit of relief hit me, then made my way over to the smiling girl. "Hey Jenny!" I tapped her on the shoulder. Turning around with two drinks in her hand, she saw me and immediately beamed brighter. "Sadie!" Squealing, she quickly transferred the full cups to waiting hands, then embraced me tight. I was momentarily taken off guard, seeing as I didn't know her that well. But once I smelled the booze on her breath, it all made sense. "I am so glad you're here! Hopefully you can meet some new friends tonight. Doesn't it feel good to get out?" Holding my shoulders at arms length, Jenny stared at me expectantly with her big green eyes. Even though I smiled, her words picked at my brain. Was I really that transparent? I had never told her that I was a homebody, but maybe I gave off some sort of signal in class. "Oh, yeah. I'm super excited. This is a really nice set up you've got here." I motioned to the large house. Jenny nodded and turned to her makeshift bar, pulling forward a red plastic cup and a couple bottles of liquor. "Thanks, Sadie! Now how about I get you a drink... Let's see, you look like you'd enjoy something fruity and sweet." Her giggle made me shift a bit uncomfortably, but hey, I was at a party. Wasn't drinking what people were supposed to do? And it was Friday. I had no commitments this weekend, so one or two wouldn't hurt. "There you go!" In a flash, a colorful mixed drink was in my grasp, while Jenny had a hold of my upper arm and was starting to steer me through the house. She gave me the grand tour, stumbling every once in a while as we navigated through the happy crowd. The people were so numerous that eventually they kind of blurred together as one big mass. The strong drink I was chugging probably didn't help. Occasionally I stopped short, having thought I saw a tall head of spiky black hair standing in a corner, but whenever I looked back, he was gone. The thought of Avery being here sent a thrill through me, even though I had barely exchanged four sentences with him. Jenny and I made it back to the kitchen after a while, and after giving me another drink, she slipped off into the moving group of party-goers. I was left alone to my own devices, so I settled for standing in a corner of the kitchen, watching everyone making out, dancing, talking, laughing and just in general having fun. The desire to have more friendly and intimate connections crossed my mind, but just like the past 21 years of my life, I was too shy to do anything about it. Talking to strangers was never one of my strong points, especially when they were in such a big gathering as this. As loneliness started to infiltrate my mind, a flash of darkness to my left made me turn my head. In the doorway, I saw a tall guy with blue and black spiky hair moving into the living room. Something in my mood shifted, and a new reserve took hold as I downed the last of my sickly sweet concoction. Nearly throwing the cup onto the counter behind me, I strode towards the living room in search of Avery. I didn't want to stand alone at this party, and he had seemed friendly enough in the library. Maybe he would be interested in making friends. It was hard wiggling through all the drunken people, but once I was in the center of the living room, I looked up and turned around. Avery was nowhere to be seen. How impossible, though. I had surely seen him enough times tonight to know he was actually here... The maddening feeling of needing to know I was right took over, causing me to move as quickly through the house as possible. I searched upstairs and down, scanning every room for a guy standing a head above the rest, but to no avail. Now I was really starting to feel foolish. Maybe I had drank those cocktails a little too fast. My vision was starting to wobble a bit, so I decided then and there to call it a night. In no time I had found Jenny and told her goodbye, apologizing at her protests that I had only stayed an hour. Eventually she understood that I was tired and hugged me. As I walked to my car, the brief thought nagged at me that maybe I shouldn't drive, but I wasn't terribly smashed. Plus, I only lived five minutes away. The ride home was thankfully uneventful, and it felt so good to slip out of my clothes that reeked of alcohol. I put on a simple black sleeveless nightgown, brushed my teeth, and was in bed before midnight. The quiet solitude of my apartment was a stark contrast to the loud, busy environment of the party. It left me with a small bit of longing for more interaction, and I turned on my side while curling up so the ache in my belly would lessen. How hard could it be to make more of an effort to gain friends? On one hand, I had just moved to Idaho Falls not three months ago, but on the other, I knew I'd always had trouble making connections. Closing my eyes, I reassured my overactive mind that in time, things would be better. I did just attend a party, even if for only an hour. But it was a start, right? Positive mantras of that type continued to occupy my thoughts until sleep was inevitable. My name. Someone was calling my name. As my eyes snapped open, I laid stock-still, straining to hear the noise I had just heard. I was in that place between consciousness and sleep where I had almost drifted off, but could awaken at a moment's notice at the tiniest thing. Which is exactly what happened. After a few moments, I heard nothing, and finally dared to breathe. Was I dreaming it? My name had floated through my mind drawn out and soft, like a Siren calling out to me. But it had sounded so distant. "Ssaaaaaaddiiiieeee..." I froze once again, every part of my body on high alert. There was no mistaking it that time. The voice was close; Too close. And nothing short of menacing. Quickly flipping onto my back, I raised my head and strained to see anything in the pitch darkness of my room. Nothing seemed out of place, but all at once I knew I wasn't alone. Even though I was unable to see, I detected movement at the foot of my bed. Some black shape was getting closer and closer, and the pulse in my head threatened to deafen me. I trembled like the ground in an earthquake as pressure on my mattress quickly pressed down all around me, and whoever or whatever was in my room covered my body with it's own. Whimpers like that of a scared puppy escaped my throat, while my eyes riveted to the outline of a pale face lowering itself directly to mine. A deep chuckle vibrated over my chest, and in that moment I thought I might faint. "Hello, Sadie. You seem to have had quite the busy day. Maybe it would be a good idea for you to go back to sleep..." That voice was so familiar. So deep and rich, unlike any man I had ever heard. Before I could put the obvious thought together, two eyes right above mine began to glow a bright red, much like those lit signs in shop fronts. I couldn't look away, nor did I want to. Something drew me into them, and even though in the back of my mind I was screaming bloody murder, my body relaxed completely as the man's red eyes burned intensely. The only thought I had was to keep staring, to melt into his gaze. His eyes were the only thing I lived for as they carried me into oblivion. My Precious Pet Ch. 02 Seven days. Seven whole days I had waited for this girl, and now that I had her, I felt like a giddy teenager. Sure, a week was barely anything to my kind, but it had seriously seemed to drag on much too long. Now, as I looked over at her sleeping form in the passenger seat of my car, memories of the first time I had seen her flooded my mind. Early last Friday evening, I had been taking a stroll through the Idaho Falls University campus, partially looking for a snack, but mainly just to get away from my house. It was the closest university to the town I lived in, and college students were notoriously easy prey. As I passed by the library, the double glass doors pushed open, and a short, dark-haired girl walked out. She was weighed down by a large backpack and kept her eyes on the ground as she came my way; Just a regular student, but for some reason I was stopped in my tracks. She brushed past me without so much as an upwards glance, and my eyes followed after her hunched form while she hurried to the parking lot. Something inside me was triggered, an intrigue that made me want to follow this little girl and know more about her. So I did. The whole week was basically spent finding out where she lived, her daily routine and habits, and who she hung out with. Day by day, my curiosity grew until it was something like a mild obsession. She was near perfection. No close connections, meek, humble, and just the type of lone soul who wouldn't be overly missed. I was so absorbed in my recollection that I hadn't quite realized my face was split into a wide grin. It had been frozen that way for a while, and under regular circumstances, any normal person would have felt muscle strain and relaxed, but pain wasn't something I usually felt anymore. No matter. We were home now anyways, the seven and a half hour journey finally coming to an end as I pulled my car into the driveway at the side of the house. Sadie was sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat, my mental suggestion in her bedroom coming off a little stronger than I intended. It was better this way though. I'd rather not have to fend off a panicked girl while doing seventy down the freeway. There was almost a light skip in my step as I jumped out of the car and made my way to the opposite side, quickly throwing open the passenger door and scooping Sadie into my arms. She was no heavier than a cat in a human's grip to me, thanks to my unnatural strength, and after kicking the car door shut I bounded up the stone steps, eager to show my housemates my new pet. "We're hoooommee!!" I called out, like a father to his family after a hard day of work. No one came into the foyer to greet me, so frowning, I sauntered into the living room. Katie, Ren and Saul had frozen mid-card game, staring at me from their respective positions on the couches. I had never seen such shocked looks on their faces before. "What?" My frown deepened as I shifted Sadie slightly, then pushed my sunglasses up onto the top of my head. Ren was the first to speak. "So... This is where you've been for the past couple days? Getting a girl?" I didn't like his tone, nor the way Katie and Saul's mouths still gaped open. I was entitled to do as I pleased. After being around for 200 years, surely I deserved some freedom? "Yeah. And? She's my new pet. So none of you are to touch her!" I looked pointedly at Saul before hitching Sadie's nightgown down her thighs a few inches, effectively breaking his eye contact with her exposed skin. "Now if you'll excuse me, Sadie and I are going upstairs to my room." With that, I turned on my heel and marched across the house to the stairs. I may have sounded like an immature brat at that moment, but it almost couldn't be helped. Here I was, bringing home something that obviously made me excited, and my most trusted pals weren't even happy for me? Lame. In no time I had zoomed up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom. Sadie's arms swung slightly as I threw open the door, then slammed it, knowing full well that the trio downstairs heard. Gently lowering her to the bed, I pulled a comforter over her and made sure she was tucked in before darting to my desk and grabbing a chair. The feet scraped loudly over hard wood floors as it was dragged to the foot of the bed, where I plopped down and stared, finally at home and safe with my new pet. Hopefully she would wake up soon, for she had a lot to learn, and I couldn't wait to start playing. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- My bed was always so warm and comfortable in the mornings. I never wanted to get out of it, and today was no exception. Snuggling into the coziness of my pillows and blankets, my body sunk into the mattress like a stone into quicksand. Never had my bed felt so... Soft? Wait a minute. My mattress was a firm! Blinking my eyes open, I stayed still and surveyed what was in front of me. Through almost total darkness, I could see a small night table next to my face with a lit candle atop it. A fair distance beyond that was a large door, centered in a wall painted deep blue. This was not my room. That thought brought on a wave of panic unlike any I had ever felt before. I rolled onto my back and sat straight up in the same motion, head whipping side to side so I could examine my foreign surroundings. Immediately my gaze fell on someone sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed, and I instinctively pulled the comforter up to my neck while trembling violently. "A-Avery? What's going on?" Something about the look on his face did the opposite of putting me at ease. It was a far cry from the warm, friendly expression he had at the library. Instead, now it was cruel and somewhat amused. "I am so glad you are finally awake, dear Sadie. You've been asleep for quite some time." His lips curled into something akin to a sneer, causing a shiver to run down my spine in return. "Where am I? And how did I get here?" My voice sounded whiny and thin, something I was not used to. "What? You don't remember last night?" Avery's voice took on a mocking tone as he cocked his head slightly to the side. In a rush, the last event I could recall came flooding into my mind like a tidal wave. Eyes. Glowing, red eyes and pure terror. And that voice.... A sharp gasp brought me back to the present, and I vaguely registered that it was mine as I stared at Avery's cold grin. "You! You were in my room last night! Wait, how long have I been asleep? And how did you even get into my apartment?" A million questions raced through my mind as a sinking feeling started in my stomach and began to spread. I was obviously not in a safe situation. "The drive to get to my house," Avery gestured all around him with a hand. "Took almost eight hours. It was easier on me if you were sleeping. As for your apartment, doors and windows do little to keep out my kind." That deep, baritone voice filled the cavernous room and sounded nothing short of deadly. Gone was the jovial tone he used in the library. Now, it was as if his words alone could kill. I swallowed thickly. "What exactly do you want from me? Was I brought here for a reason?" Avery all but jumped out of his chair, strolling towards my side of the bed with a predatory stare. "Oh, Sadie, I am so glad you asked." Now he was sitting at my side, his muscular body turned towards my quickly shrinking one. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his beautiful face as it loomed closer. A skinny, sharp nose ended above his perfectly shaped lips. They were pale and somewhat thin, yet wide and sensual. His chin almost ended in a point, and he had a strong jawline that added a very masculine shape to his heart-like face. After every other part of his countenance had been studied, my gaze slowly traveled up to Avery's eyes.... Those cold, steely grey orbs which were boring into my very soul, it seemed. "I brought you here for a very special reason. You see," I tried to shrink back as Avery's hand snaked up to grab my chin, but he turned my head to look at him forcefully. "I've been alone for a very long time. My friends keep me company, yes, but I desire something more than that." Avery punctuated the last part of his sentence with a look that made me squirm to get away. It reminded me of a wolf eyeing it's prey. "Life can get boring after a while. I've seen and done so many things over the years, that I find myself searching for new activities to keep me occupied. And this, my dear, is where you come in." My struggling proved fruitless as Avery's other hand shot out to grab my upper arm. Even though he had muscles, I was surprised to feel that his grip seemed as strong as titanium. He brought me close to his face while a wicked sneer marred his perfect complexion. "I've never had a pet before. Some of my kind choose to keep them, but I've never entertained the idea until now." "Can't you get a cat or dog?" I cut him off, surprised at my own boldness. But really, what person kept another person as a pet? This guy was obviously psycho, and I probably wouldn't survive very long. Avery snorted. "Humans are much more interesting. Besides, I don't like feeding from animals." That sentence made me freeze. What on earth was he talking about? In response, Avery let out a deep, booming laugh. "I'm talking about blood. Sadie, sweetheart, the other reason I decided to take a pet is because sometimes, I don't want to go out and find someone to feed from. Sometimes, I just prefer to stay home and eat here." Avery's voice deepened even more at those last two words, almost demonic and reverberating through the room, but that was the least of my concerns as his eyes suddenly began to glow red. I let out a startled gasp and tried to scream, but the shock of what I was seeing turned it into a strangled squeak. Inches from my face, two of Avery's perfect, white teeth began lengthening and sharpening into points. Where his normal canines once were now happened to be lethal-looking fangs. How I was still conscious, I don't know. My mind wanted to shut off and let me faint, but some cruel force kept me awake. "Don't worry, love. I won't hurt you unless you give me a reason to. In fact, I think you'll find this quite nice." Avery shifted his body so it was fully facing me, then grabbed me by my arms and brought me onto his lap. I struggled to get out of his embrace, shaking like a leaf in a wind storm, but my efforts just earned more sadistic laughter from the monster who was now leaning into my neck. His hand turned my face away a bit roughly, and I closed my eyes as tears spilled down my cheeks. I knew I was going to die. This monster was going to do who-knows-what to me, and all I could do was tense up and wait for it. Avery took his sweet time torturing me. The whole time I expected to feel paralyzing pain on my throat, he teased it with his tongue. Up and down he licked, even going so far as my jaw line. I whimpered and refused to open my eyes, somehow hoping the pain would be less if I didn't watch. The licking finally stopped after what seemed like an eternity, and only cool breath remained on a sensitive part of my neck. Still extended, I could feel Avery's lips hovering just above it, until finally two hard points pressed down. I let out a groan as what felt like tiny needle pricks entered my flesh, but far from extreme pain, I felt a strange tingling sensation radiate through my body. Distantly I heard sensuous sucking noises, but they soon faded like the rest of my environment. My body felt like it was floating and every cell seemed electrified and alive. Quivering with pleasure, the errant thought that I never wanted this to end snuck into my mind. No sooner had that realization occurred when Avery pulled his fangs out of my neck. I came back to reality with a shock, my eyes fluttering open to see his head falling backwards, an expression of pure ecstasy on his face. Blood was trickling over his lips and down his chin, and his eyes seemed far away but undoubtedly clouded with passion. After a while, he seemed to notice me still cradled in his arms. "So... Now do you know what I am?" His voice was husky and thick, and I could only nod weakly in return. I wasn't quite tired, just lethargic and barely able to move. He must have taken quite a bit of blood, even though I only seemed to be in heaven for a moment. "No, I want to hear you say it." Power laced his command, making me feel very scared in his arms all of a sudden. "You... You're a vampire?" How was that even possible? A being that subsisted on blood alone had kidnapped me to be his entertainment, after thinking that no such things existed all my life. This was all too surreal. "Yes, Sadie. I'm what society refers to as a vampire. But now that I've just marked you as mine, I have a new name for you to call me." I lifted my eyes to the bloody face of my captor. I hated how my predicament just kept getting worse and worse. "All pets and slaves have a master. I will be yours now, and you will always call me that. Every sentence you speak better have the word 'master' in it somewhere. Or else there will be consequences. Painful ones." Avery's tone turned ice cold as he fixed his steely gaze on me. No longer were his eyes red, but they still terrified me to no end. "How long will I be here?" I croaked out. Avery lifted one perfect eyebrow in question. "You forgot something." I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, wishing myself back home. Too bad I was still in the monster's grasp after a few seconds, and not my own bed. "How long will I be here... Master?" "Much better. For as long as I want. If you disobey me or make me angry enough, I will destroy you without hesitation." I let out a sharp gasp at this. "But if you make me happy and prove to be a good little pet, then who knows. I may keep you around forever." His last word slithered through my brain, then triggered an instant response. I tried hard to sit up and wiggle away, desperate to escape my fate. "No! I have a future, school, family and a life that I can't just leave behind! Let me go!" All my struggling proved futile when Avery quickly threw me back onto his bed, pinning me down with his massive body. "Your future is here with me now, girl. This is your new life. After a while, everyone will believe you to be dead. And if you don't start calling me master and obeying fast, then they'll be right." He hissed an inch away from my face, and I turned to the side so I wouldn't have to see it. My tears returned full-force, the entirety of what was happening finally starting to sink in. "Now, I'm tired. I've been awake for several days trying to orchestrate this whole thing. I don't care what you do while I'm asleep, but you're not leaving this room." Avery lifted off me and rolled to the side of the bed. Too scared to sit up, I watched sideways as he stripped off his black t-shirt and black jeans, leaving him clad in nothing but boxers. If he wasn't such a cruel beast I would have thought his body was insanely fit. All the muscles didn't look gross like on some guys, and his tall height made his build even more proportionate. Without so much as a look at me, Avery crawled back into bed and burrowed under the comforter. It had to be a king size or larger, for I was sure at least four people could fit comfortably in it. Avery must not have cared about this fact because once laying down, he scooted over to me and made sure his back touched mine. I shivered. "Oh, and if you try to unlock the door, open the window or attack me, I'll hear you well before you complete any of those actions. Even in sleep my hearing is better than any living creature out there. So try to keep it down as well." He grumbled. After what seemed like an hour of holding my breath, I finally broke down and started sobbing harder than I ever had before. I was shaking uncontrollably and clutching the comforter under me, holding on for dear life. In the span of one night, my life had been ruined. Hell, I might not even have much of a life soon. As sluggish as I was from blood loss, sleep could not be attained. So as Avery snoozed away comfortably, I wept like a mother who'd lost a child. Nothing could match the sorrow I felt, and I just wanted to die right then and there. Sadly, the fates were not that kind, and I was left to wallow in pain for the rest of the day. My Precious Pet Pt. 01 It was a dreary morning when Lily woke up ten minutes before her alarm was programmed to go off. She looked at her clock and decided that there was really no point in returning to sleep just to be awakened again. Lily slowly rose from her queen sized bed and made her way downstairs to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Lily stood about five foot two inches tall with an average build for a woman who exercises regularly. She has strawberry blonde hair with piercing blue eyes which are the first thing a person would notice about her face. Her nose is small and dainty which just accentuates the fullness of her lips. For her size, Lily has a rather full chest that she knows just how much skin is appropriate to show for her given location. As the coffee pot is gurgling away, Lily sits down on the couch in her worn out cut off shirt and gym shorts to check her work email and watch the morning news. Since she was an editor for a small publishing company, she always had aspiring writers sending her samples of their work that they hoped the company would pick up for their publishing. Lily sighed to herself when she saw the vast amount of emails that had arrived since she checked her email before going to bed last night. She sorted the emails into different folders so that she could read the samples when she had time at work. When she finished her email sorting, the coffee pot beeped signalling that once she poured herself a cup she would be able to function and get ready for the day ahead. Little did she know that her day would only get longer when she had time to check her personal email. A long lost friend whom most would be happy to forget had sent her an email. Lily finished her first cup of coffee and decided it was time for her to start getting ready to go to work. She headed back upstairs to get a shower and pick out her outfit for the day. While Lily was in the shower, she took her time scrubbing every part of her body spending ample time massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples, but she knew she shouldn't play long because he would know. She shuddered in ecstasy at the thought of what he would do to her upon finding out what she had almost done. With that in mind, she quickly finished her shower and headed to her closet to pick out her clothes for the day. It had been a long time since Lily had heard from him. The last time they spoke he had told her that he would not be in contact for a while due to an unavoidable business trip for work. Once she started thinking about him, she realized it was necessary for her to check her personal email account. When she fired up her laptop and signed into her email, she smiled at what she saw. FROM: whitecollar366@gmail.com SUBJECT: My Precious Pet Quickly she clicked open the email because she knew that he had sent her instructions for her apparel today now that he was back from the trip and he would need to see her. Her smiled stayed on her face as she read the contents of his email. My Pet- My dear I have missed you dearly and tonight I will see you because I know you have missed me as well. I hope you have been a good girl in my absence. I am sure you have been waiting for my instructions for you today. 1.) Make sure you pack a small bag of the hygienic items you will need because you will be staying with me for the next week. You will be permitted to attend work, but I have stocked a closet with clothing for you to choose from. At this her heart fluttered. She would be with him every night for an entire week. Which also meant he would have her for a weekend as well. 48 hours straight without interruption of pure togetherness. 2.) You will wear no panties of any kind for the next week whether you are in my presence or at work. If you disobey, there will be a price to pay. 3.) The same rule applies to any kind of bra you may desire to wear. The built in bra of a camisole is permitted however. 4.) You will have free reign over what you may wear to work and in the public eye. However in my presence only a garter and black fishnet stockings with you white six inch stilettos for shoes. 5.) At work and in public, your hair may be down and straight. In my presence, it must be in a high ponytail. 6.) Your make up must be done the way you know I adore. Eyes dark to bring out your eyes and ruby red lipstick. Nails must be painted. 7.) You, my Pet, will be clean shaven each day. I will be checking. As you know I can change these instructions on a whim. Be prepared my pet. Love Always~ Damian His instructions were clear as can be and Lily made sure to do everything he asked. She knew better than to disobey him. In her experience, everything goes much better when she obeys. She smiled to herself as she shimmied into her bright orange garter, which was his favorite. She slipped on his other two requirements and then picked out a well fitted white dress and jean jacket to wear to work. As she applied her make up, Lily realized he did not tell her to wear the necklace he bought her in Spain. The only reason she removes it is to shower. She decided to wear the necklace anyways because without it she feels naked. Lily finished applying the finishing touches to her person. She grabbed her phone, computer, and coffee as she headed to her car. Along with her work belongings, she had her small bag she was instructed to bring. When she arrived at work, Lily sat down at her desk and anxiously waited for the end of her work day when she would finally get to see him. She went about her work and slowly began to make her way thru all those samples she dreaded so much. Her dread comes from the excessive amount of spelling and grammatical errors that writers all make, however these ones have two or three in one sentence alone. By lunch time, she had read and responded to about half of the samples she had received. She took a break from reading samples to check her personal account hoping she would know what time and where she would be meeting him. To her delightful surprise, he had sent her an email. FROM: whitecollar366@gmail.com SUBJECT: A Long Awaited Meeting My Darling Flower- Tonight we shall meet at exactly 5:15 pm. At exactly that time, my black Escalade will be waiting outside your office building. From there we head to dinner before we head home. Your white dress and jean jacket look stunning by the way. Love Always~ Damian She could barely catch her breath. How did he know what she was wearing? She knew that he would be impressed by her clothing choice, but she had forgotten that he had eyes everywhere. The clock read 1:15 pm and Lily decided that she should get some work done before she sees him. The hours flew by and before she knew it, it was ten after five. She packed her belongings quickly and walked out the door with a minute to spare. At exactly 5:15 pm, the black Escalade pulled up and the back driver's side door opened. "Hello my pet," said a familiar voice from inside the door. "Hello sir," Lily responded with a smile on her face as she climbed in. As soon as the door closed behind her, the Escalade pulled away and off they went. Damian wrapped Lily in his arms and kissed her with urgency and passion all wrapped up in one. The kiss went on for what seemed like an eternity since they had last seen each other. "I have missed you my pet," Damian said when he had caught his breath. "And I, you, sir," she answered. "I know, my pet." "May I ask where we will be dining this evening, Sir?" "The Plaza, my Sweet." "Delicious, Sir. Thank you." "Anything for my good girl." Damian gently petted her hair, which was Lily's clue that conversation was over for the ride. She laid her head in his lap as he continued to pet her. When they arrived at the Plaza, Damian got out of the car and helped Lily down. Once the door was shut, the driver drove away with the warning to be back in an hour. Damian offered her his arm which she gladly took as the entered the Plaza and went to a private table in the back of the restaurant. Damian was the perfect gentleman while they were together in public. He opened doors for her and pulled out her chair to sit down. From an outsider looking in, they saw a very attractive man with a winning complexion. He stood at six feet tall with a muscular and well toned build. Damian's face was clean shaven and his dark brown hair kept the perfectly messy look that every woman he met loved to run her fingers through. He, much like Lily, had piercing blue eyes that were always complimented. At twenty-five years old, Damian was the CEO of the publishing company that competed against twenty-four years old Lily worked for. This had always been a sore subject for the two, but they worked around it. The dinner they enjoyed was beyond extravagant. Lily had her favorite drink which is a white peach sangria and Damian enjoyed a Jack on the rocks. Dinner was a three course mean that started with house salads and led into a delicious shrimp scampi. Dessert was tiramisu and fresh coffee. The two talked over dinner and it was just like they had never spend any time apart. Upon completion of coffee, the pair departed from the restaurant and the Escalade was parked out front. They climbed into the back seat and pulled away from the restaurant. Damian placed his hand on Lily's thigh just inches away from the hem of her dress which was about four inches down her thigh. She could feel the dampness starting to form in her most private spots. Her heart began to beat faster as his hand trailed under the hem of her dress getting ever so close to her slit. Her breaths were short and staccato. He leaned in close to her neck causing a slight moan to escape her lips. As she let out the moan, Damian's finger found Lily's oversensitive clit and he slowly started to rub it as he continued to kiss her neck. Lily could smell her own arousal and her breathing kept getting more and more staccato. More moans continued to escape her lips. The release that Lily wanted was just seconds away, but before she could reach it, Damian pulled his finger away from her wetness and he stopped kissing her neck. "Soon my Pet. That is if you behave." They arrived at his house not long after he denied her what she desperately wanted. Damian smiled to himself as he looked at his radiant pet. She was gorgeous. She was and excellent submissive who knew how to push the limits of his tolerance that would allow her punishment that was not too extreme that it would scare her away, but it was enough to allow her not to forget the lesson she was learning. She cared for him in a way that was unlike any one else had ever cared for him before. Damian knew that he could have her do anything that he wanted her to do by just saying the word. They walked in the front door, and Lily immediately went into submission mode and removed her jacket and pulled her white dress over her head. She remained in her garter, heels, stockings, and necklace. She pulled her hair high up on her head into a ponytail. She assumed her position of having her hands behind her back and her head hung low and eyes looking at the ground. "Look up, my dear." "Yes, sir." She looked up and Damian stepped closer to her. He placed his hands on either side of her face and kissed her with passion and an unyielding power of need. "I've missed you my pet. You have no idea how badly I want to feel your skin against mine." He kissed her again before she could respond. His tongue forced its way between her lips and explored her mouth like it was the last time he would ever kiss her again. With ease, he picked her up and placed her on the couch beside him all without breaking the kiss. "On all fours, Pet." She immediately got off the couch and sat on all fours on the floor between his legs. "Show me how much you have missed me Pet." At his command, she reached up and undid the button and zipper on his jeans and slid them down his lap and legs until he had his jeans completely off his body. Then she removed his boxers quickly. Softly she slid her tongue from the tip of his shaft down to his balls and back up to the tip. When she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and swirled her tongue around, Damian let out a low growl from his lips and placed his right hand on the back of Lily's head with just enough pressure to let her know she is not stopping till he says so. She slowly slid her lips down the length of his cock feeling him getting harder in her mouth as she kept a steady pace. He pushes her head down so that she deepthroats his cock completely with only a slight gagged caused by the swelling of his cock in her mouth. "Oh. Fuck. I had almost forgotten how good your lips feel. Now go faster." With that command, Lily started to bob her head up and down taking his cock in and out of her mouth. Damian wrapped his fingers in her ponytail, so that he was in full control over the movement of her head. When he feels himself getting close to release, he pulls her mouth off him. "Enough for now, Pet. You will get your treat soon enough." "Yes, sir," she replied with her face downcast. "Come sit, Pet." Lily stands up and sat down beside him as instructed. Damian pulled his shirt up over his head revealing his muscles. Lily just stared in awe for a few minutes. "Like what you see?" "Of course, sir. I beg your forgiveness for staring without permission, Sir." "Its alright, Pet. It has been a while since you have seen me." Damian opened a drawer in the end table beside the couch and pulled out a set of silver and gold nipple clamps that have a chain between them. When Lily saw them, her eyes lit up. Finally, its time to play. A smile began to spread across her face. Damian saw her eyes and smile, which led to a smirk of his own. "First addition to the rules for the week. Once I put these on you, I am the only one who can remove them." Lily nodded her head in agreement and sat up straight so her nipples could be easily reached. Damian kissed her lips passionately and then kissed down to her left breast, took her nipple and areola into his mouth, and gently bit down and tugged on her nipple to make it hard. After her left nipple became hard enough for his liking, he quickly replaced his teeth with the clamp. He repeated the process to the right nipple. "How do they feel?" "Sore, Sir. But a good sore." "Good. Now for some fun. Go to my bedroom and wait kneeling beside my door." She nodded and left to go to his bedroom. When she entered the room, she noticed the restraints positioned strategically on the bed along with the chest of toys being completely open. An exhausting week is exactly what Lily needed. The sting of the clamps reminded her of what she was there for. She kneeled down to the right of the door and waited. Her hands placed behind her back as though restrained there and her head downcast. She waited for what felt like hours before she heard his footsteps as he walked into the room. He was barefoot, but had his jeans on. He walked straight past her towards the chest. When he bent over to grab a toy, she could see he remained shirtless. Damian had selected a red ball gag and matching blindfold from the chest. He slowly walked towards her taking in the site that she was. In the dim light of the moon in his bedroom, she had a soft glow about her. The moonlight caught the edge of the clamps making them sparkle in the room. He smiled. Grabbing her ponytail, he pulled her head up so he could put the blindfold and gag in place. He forced her mouth open when he grabbed her hair, so he quickly set the gag in place and clipped it shut behind her head. Lily just looked up at him. Big blue eyes searching for a hint as to what was to come. The last thing Lily saw before the blindfold was securely in place was Damian's smile. After he blindfolded her, he walked over to the bed to arrange the restraints a little more so that her movement would be limited, but her pleasure would be supreme. Once they were in place, Damian walked over to Lily and grabbed her hand to lift her from the floor and guided her to the bed. Before pushing her down on the bed, he kissed her roughly on the forehead. Grabbing her hands, Damian attached each cuff to her small wrists and picked her up and placed her ass on the bed. He kissed and sucked on her neck while his fingers tugged the chain connecting her taut nipples causing her to shiver at the sensation of pain and pleasure from her nipples down her spine. A moan tried to escape her mouth, but the sound was muffled by the gag. Damian smiled against her skin as he trailed kisses down her torso to the soft folds that housed her overly sensitive clit and her dripping pussy. Her scent was intoxicating to him. He stopped kissing her body and pushed her to lay on the bed with his left hand as his right hand began to open the lips of her wet pussy. "You're so wet already, pet. I have barely even touched you. Yet." As he said the word yet, his middle finger slammed into her opening. He remained still for what seemed like an eternity to both of them feeling her muscles tighten around his finger. When he began to move his finger in and out, her body started to react to the motion. He added a second finger and started to rub her clit with his thumb to double the sensations she felt. Damian took his free hand and started to tug on the chain at the same pace he was finger fucking her. This is exactly what they both needed since he left. Just the right place for both of them. The pace just needed to quicken. Damian removed his thumb from her clit and replaced it with his tongue. Every ten flicks of his tongue, Damian softly bit down on her clit sending a jolt of excitement through her veins. After a while, his hand went back to work and he reached up to remove the gag and blindfold. "I want to hear you moan, Pet." Damian removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock hard cock. Lily screamed with passion as she felt his shaft enter her pussy hungrily. Her pussy had to restretch to accommodate his size, but it was completely worth it to feel the skin to skin contact. He pulled on the chain as a reminder that he was completely in control of her pleasure... To be continued... ***** **Note from the author** I hope you all enjoy the first part of Lily and Damian's story. This is my first submission to Literotica and it is also my first attempt at a lengthy BDSM story. Please any tips, tricks, comments, ideas, and criticism would be extremely helpful. Thank you all so much!