Erotic Flights of Fantasy by Melanie Thompson

Author:Melanie Thompson [Thompson, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic/Paranormal/Anthologies
Publisher: Torrid Books
Published: 2014-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Blood Lust

“Kneel slaves.” Petal pointed one finger at the woman dressed only in a slip, camisole and corset, and a pretty young man wearing boxer shorts and a T-shirt. They did as ordered, dropping to their knees on the cold white tiles. The door opened and he came in.

Petal glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. He terrified her. He owned the vampire bondage club called Blood Lust and was the oldest vampire in the place. His name was Etienne Leferre and he was ancient, even by vampire standards.

“These are the two new slaves, my lord,” Petal whispered. “What is your pleasure?”

He was over six feet tall, slender with white skin. His huge organ hung in a black silk bag suspended from a silk cord around his waist. Other than the bag, which displayed rather than covered his penis, he was naked. Tassels at the bottom of the bag swayed with every move he made.

“Are they volunteers?”

Petal lifted each new slave’s chin. “Look at your master and tell him if you are here voluntarily or not.”

“I came on my own free will,” the redhead said and then giggled nervously.

“I want to be here,” the blond man said, his green eyes huge in his handsome face.

Etienne pointed at the blond. “You are now Sunny.” He pointed at the redhead. “You will be called Daisy.”

He took Petal’s arm and led her toward the door to the club. “Bathe them and bring them to the common room. Remember to ask them one more time if they wish to be here. Once they pass through the green door, there is no return.”

His eyes bored into her. They were an icy blue, his hair black. His features were aquiline and his mouth generous but pulled into a thin line. She shivered and gooseflesh raced up and down her arms. He had never chosen her and she was glad.

“Have I ever had you?”

Oh god, he must have read her mind. “No, master.” Her voice quivered and broke while moisture welled in that secret place between her legs. There was something terribly wrong with Petal. Pain and fear made her hot. She wished she could grab her sex and squeeze.

He laughed. “Maybe I will choose you this night.”

She dropped her gaze and whispered. “Yes, master.”

When he was gone, she turned to the two new slaves and snapped her fingers. “If you wish to be slaves you must learn to be obedient. When I snap my fingers instantly respond. I am but a slave. If you lag behind with a real master, you will be punished. Learn obedience now and save yourself a lot of pain later.”

She took them to the bathing room, a room specially designed to bathe slaves in the manner designated by the masters. “Remove all of your clothing, fold it neatly and lay it on the chair.”

Both leaped to obey and Petal smiled. “Daisy, you first.”

She pointed to a strangely shaped tub. It was too small for sitting and had two ridges running the length of the bottom.

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