Vampire Pet

*Alex*

I didn’t want to sleep with Kegan that night. It just didn’t feel right to me, so I decided to sleep in the cell that he put me in. it was cold dark and damp, but the hay that I slept on was nice and warm. I settled down for the rest of the night, though it was rather uncomfortable ‘cause I couldn’t breath with this shock collar on. I wanted to take it off, but it was locked in place and Kegan had the keys or that guy who was with him. As I lied there trying to sleep, I thought of Kegan. Half of me wanted to love him since he saved me from a watery grave, yet the other half wanted me to run and hate him for him rapping me. I still hate him for it too as I can feel the pain between my legs stretch though my body. It died down though once the sandman took over and I fell asleep.

It took me forever to get the door open. Kegan must not trust me. Well, I don’t trust him either; I need to watch my ass from now on. I didn’t see that much of Kegan’s home when I first got here, nor did I have time to admire it when I was trying to escape. But now that I was out I started to take in the scenery. I started in the huge hall way that he had that had a grand staircase leading up to the second floor where Kegan was sleeping. I gulped wondering if he would wake and come down stairs to find me out of my cell. I turned in circles as I admired the entrance, I stopped when I found the full size portrait of Kegan next to the front door. I stepped closer to get a better view of it, recognizing that it was an oil painting, which I’ve seen too many times with my mom’s paintings. She had taught me and Kevin to paint and I’ve been doing it since I could hold a paint brush. I’m not that good but others think different of me. It was a beautiful painting of Kegan as he was dressed in a 17th century French artier, he long hair resting on his shoulders and his icy blue eyes staring right down on me. A shiver crept down my spine, thinking that Kegan would pop out of the painting, so I carried on with the shelves tour of the mansion. I went though the door on the left, seeing that was the only other door in the hall and saw that I’ve walked into the library. My mouth hung opened as I stared at how many books where in the room, most of them in stacks out on the floor for there was no more room on the shelves.

Other then painting, I love to read, my collection of books was not even ¼ close to what I saw. I went straight over to the first shelf that was closest and ran my fingers along the book bindings. I then notice that few of them where spell books, I though why a vampire would use spells, on the note that they don’t have any powers like witches and wizards. I went to other shelves and find others that looked appealing to me. As I skimmed though the books, it dawned on me that I might find a way to get home, begin the fact that was my one priority to do. I then started to pull out a few spell books and stacked them in my hands. Once I had enough to go though, I sat in a large red armchair net to the fire which had a health fire burning already. I sat cross legged as I pulled out the first book and started flipping though pages to find a traveling spell.

I lost count of time as I read spell book after spell book. Not one had a traveling or any other spell that would help me get back home. I heaved a great sigh and sat back in the armchair, staring at the raring fire as I my eyes took a brake from reading. I closed them and pictured my family and what they might be doing. I rubbed my eyes and I got back to reading. It wasn’t till I was half way though “1001 Useful spells” when a shock went though my neck and I fell to the floor from the shock of the volts and the shock of surprise of the shock. I turned to find Kegan standing in the large doorframe of the library holding the remote to the collar in his hands and dressed for tonight. I smiled weakly at him as he came stomping over. I yelled as he grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled me up from the floor.

“How did you get out?” he hissed, throwing me over to the couch that was near the fireplace. I landed with a thud on it and turned, pulling out a rusty nail from my rags, I again smiled weakly at him. He grabbed the nail from me and threw it into the fire. He then raised a hand as to smack me and I flinched and closed my eyes, ready to take the pain from his hand. A moment or two passed and notice that he didn’t hit me. I opened my eyes slowly and saw that he was no longer in front of me but in the armchair that I was in. I looked at the back of the chair-cause that’s all I could stare at for the chair hid him. Remembering the rules, which I hate, I whimpered and climbed off the couch. Crawling over on my hands and knees I sat in front of Kegan who had his hand covering his eyes. I whimpered again and nuzzled my head agents his hand, licking it once and a while. He then raised his hand and ruffled my head a bit, and stared down at me as I gave him a puppy dog look.

He smiled, “I’m not mad at you. Just disappointed. I thought you’ll stay put. Not pick the lock.” I gave him a certified grin and gave him a long lick from his finger tips to his wrist. I then eyed his grind and placed my hand on the out side of his pants and whimpered. I didn’t want to do it because I wanted, though I slightly did, I wanted Kegan to feel better. He moved my hand away and I barked, placing my hands in between his legs, I reached up and placed my lips on his. I had my eyes open to see his reaction; he just looked at me though half open eyes as we kissed. I decided to take it farther and ran my tongue over his closed lips asking for access. I did it again the other way when he didn’t open. I groaned as I parted, not responding to my touch or kisses, I hanged my arms over his shoulders and listen to his heart beat, it was faint and slow, but he still had one, which surprise me because I though vampires didn’t have a heart beat, vamp or full blooded.

I felt an arm wrapped around my waist and hugged me close. “Sorry Alex,” Kegan said, and gently pilled me off of him, “I’m not in the mood right now.” I placed my hands back on the floor and went over to the fireplace so that I was right in front of it and curled up as I lied down. I stayed that way, looking at my master. Waiting for him to move, to speak, to do something then to just sit there and stare deep into space. I didn’t know how long I was there, but I snapped out my trance on Kegan when I heard my stomach growl.

“Hungry boy?” Kegan asked, hearing my stomach too. I sat up and barked in response. “Come on.” and he got up from his chair and walked out of the library, me tagging along on his heels.

I fallowed him on my hands and knees over to the door right next the library where the kitchen was. I sat in the corner as I watch Kegan pulling out eggs, bread and milk from the fridge.
“Care for some French toast? One bark for yes, two barks for no.” Kegan asked me and I let out a loud bark for a yes. And started panting loudly for him to hear. I loved French toast; I would make it every time I had a chance to. I even feed some to Kegan when I was taking care of him, he must have liked it to. I cocked my head to the side as I watched him space them out, I smiled as he tried to figure out how to make it. I then started laughing.

“What are you laughing at?” h asked, looking down at me, leaning on the kitchen canter.

“When was the last time you made something to eat?” I asked him.

There was no answer from Kegan, so I got off the floor, half fearing that I was going to get shocked for braking the rules but I didn’t and took his place at the cantor. Once the toast was made, Kegan join me at the table and we both sat down and at in silence.

“I thought vampires only drink blood?” I asked him, I was still eating but Kegan wolfed down his French toast.

“I told you,” he said, leaning on the table, “I am a vamp. And since I am one, I need to eat food once and a while I can’t live just on blood alone.”

I then cleaned off the table and rinsed the dishes off and placed them back in the cabinet where I found them.

“I’m sorry.” I then told him, my back to him.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For everything. Disobeying you, running away…” I started to list the things I’ve done, but stopped when I felt big bold arms wrap around my naked torso.

“Do you still want to go back home?” he whispered, placing his head on my shoulder. I held my breath as if he might bit me again. I shook my head, “this isn’t my world. I can not stay here.” that was just one of my reasons for going back; another reason was that I could not trust him, though half of my still loved him, but that was my dick speaking out, not my heart. I then went back to my cell leaving my master alone and UN loved.


*weeks later*

I woke in the dark of Kegan’s room. He had summed me the night before to his room, I didn’t want to but since I am his pet and have to obey the rules, I forced myself to go and pleaser him. Not only did he give him pleaser, he feed off of me once again as I came on to his bed and hand. I was too tired after the aftermath of sex I decided to sleep at his side.

I walked out of the room, letting Kegan sleep. Heading over to the kitchen, I found the daily list chores my master leaves for me everyday to keep me busy. I took a quick glance at it and got started on it. It consumed of the same normal things that my mom made me do at home; dishes, dust, clean the rooms. But there was a new chore that was on there on the list that I didn’t see there the last few times-groceries shopping.

In the square of shops, I found myself stared at by everybody I saw. I had grabbed the cape that Kegan gave to me on the night he bought me so that I can cover myself a bit. I felt like a fish out of water as I stared at the humans out in the daylight. There where no pets around that I could see so I was the only one. It took me forever to get the list done. I almost gave up as everyplace that I went to ignored me or served me after the other customers, some also came after me. I had to scream out to get the venders to notice me, once I even loaded fruit that into my bag I brought with me and threw the money I had at the venders face as I stomped away. Since the vending square was too far away from Kegan’s home, I took out a horse from his stable, though not his as I could tell his was the only black one in the back of the stable, so I took out a white one.

Dusk had fallen when I arrived back. The three bags I brought with me where all filled with enough food to last us for about two and a half months or so.

“Kegan!” I yelled as I put away the food, “Kegan!” there was no answer. ‘He must be still asleep, or out with that disgusting pig he calls a friend.’ I thought. He had been going out a few times a week with his friends. Kegan had properly addressed us about a week after he got me.

(Flashback)

He had kissed me my accident, he thought I was Kegan answering the door and so when he kissed me, I kneeled him in the grind and a round house kick to the head.

“Is this how you treat your guest?” he asked Kegan as he came out of the library seeing what the noise was. “You still haven’t trained him yet, or you have but his is just being stubborn.” he got up, holding his balls in his hands and hissed in pain.

“What did he do?” he asked, coming right next to me.

“He kicked me. Something that I’ve never been before. Thought I have been kicked, but not in the dick.”

“He what?” he then spanked me on the ass with his hand, hard and his friend asked for “that switch.” I saw then Kegan pull out the remote and tossed it to his friend who flipped the switched and I feel to my knees.
“Alex,” I hear Kegan say as I stood up, “this is my friend, Bronie Carp.”

“Nice to meet you,” I said, my voice was horsed from the shock.

“Pleaser,” he said right back, “so…Kegan, care for a night on the town. You’ve been cooped up in this home of yours and I haven’t seen you since you arrived back.”

Me and Kegan exchanged looks. “I don’t know Bronie…”

“I don’t give if you go.” I told him I sneered.

“See, your pet doesn’t care. Come on Kegan.” he step closer to him and hung his arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. I watched as their tongues batted in and out of each others mouth and their hands roaming up and down their bodies, Bronie stopped on his ass and gave it a squeeze or two as Kegan moaned into the kiss.

“Alright, you’ve convince me. Though if you want a good fuck, why not do it with one of your own pets, not me.”

“Yeah, but you always gave great fucks. Both my and daddy agreed when it came to you.” he smiled and I saw a flash of fangs.

“Are you a vamp or a vampire?” I asked out, looking at Bronie.

“You need to teach your pet when it comes to conversations.” Bronie said to Kegan, looking at me as he said it.

“I will, soon enough.”

Bronie let go of Kegan and turned towards me, I clenched my fist just in case if he was going to kiss me again. “For your information, Alex, I am a vampire.” he then came closer to me and whispered in my ear-

“A pure blood by birth. So I’d watch my back if I were you.” he then licked my neck and a cold hard shiver ran down my spine. “Ready to go?” he then asked Kegan.

“Just a minute, Alex, be a dear and go get my cape from the closet.”

I quickly snapped out of my trance that Bronie gave me and quickly walked over to the closet to get my master’s brown cape from the closet and draped it over his shoulders once I came back. He quickly kissed me on the forehead before he left.

“I’ll be back before dawn. Don’t wait up for me he joked as we both knew that we where still having problems with our relationship. He headed out the door, Bronie fallowing after him, but not before winking at me and flashing a fang smile. I closed the door and behind them and let the breath I held in as Bronie winked. I then headed towards the library to find the spell for travel.

(End flashback)

After I unpacked the groceries I went to the library and started finished the spell book I was on. Kegan didn’t mind that I was going though his spell book, or any other books of his, he just watched me read at nights when he was in the library with me.

I fell asleep where I lay, in front of the fire and the magic books spread out all over the floor. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and went up stairs to see if Kegan was home yet.

“Master?” I called from outside his door, knocking. “Master Kegan, are you-” I opened the door to find the room a mess. The drapes where torn down and shredded, the mattress was thrown from the bed as well as the sheets. The armchair that sat in the corner was smashed and so was the miorr.

I quickly ran out into the stable and saddled up the horse I took out the day before and galloped over to the Bronie’s house.


“What do you want?” Bronie asked me when I arrived unannounced. He was just about to go to sleep for the day.

“Kegan. Where is he?”

“How should I know? He’s not here.”

“What do you mean? Where did he go?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t seen him all night he wasn’t even here.”

“Not at all.”

“Yeah. Why is there something the matter?”

I shook my head, “he wasn’t home last night, and when I checked on him this morning, I found his room a mess.”

“So…”

“So…I think something bad has happen to him.” ronie just stared at me, like it was nothing. “Bronie please, you need to help me find me.”

“Why should I help you?”
“’Cause I know you love him.”

“Your right I do. But it’s not that kind of love. It used to but not anymore.”

I stood there wanting to punch him on in the face, but instead I started to cry.

“Yeah, you stop crying. He’s okay I know It.” he came over to me and hugged me like Kegan does when wants to comfort me. “I’ll help you find him.”

“You will?” I asked, rubbing away my tears.

“Yes. But not for you. I’m doing it for Kegan, he’s my best friend. So please stop crying.”

I held back my tears and thanked him. “Wait where are you going?”

“To sleep, you don’t think I will go out in the sun right now. I’ll burn up.”

“Then what do you suggest I do while I wait for you? I don’t know where to even start.”

He sighed, “You can wait here if you want to, or at Kegan’s I don’t care.” He then went in to his room, the door wide open. I followed him and saw the room was in complete darkness. I saw Bronie slip into bed fall asleep quickly. I then sat on the floor in the corner and thought about Kegan. That was all that I could think of as I waited for Bronie to wake. As I thought about my master, I began to cry again. It’s my fault that he was gone. I didn’t want him, I thought he was mean, and I was just another person that he fucked like Bronie was. The more I thought of him, the more I began to really love him.

“Hay…kid. Wake up.”

“What?” I had fallen asleep while I waited for Bronie to wake up.

“Come on kid, we got to find your master.”

I then stood up and fallowed Bronie but he stopped me before we left his room.

“What?”

“Can you get rid of that, or do you want me to get rid of it for you?”

“What?” he then pointed down, and I saw what he was pointing at. I quickly hid myself. Bronie laughed and walked out leaving me to release myself, I must have gotten it while I was asleep, dreaming of Kegan.