My Beloved Fledgling

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Title: My Beloved Fledgling

Author: Misty Moonlight

Published: 08/22/2008

Sequel to “My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love”

Summary: Vincent and Nick begin their journey together as Sire and Fledgling. It will be a year in which new enemies will surface and new friendships are formed but a hidden secret could end up destroying them both.

Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang, WIP

Pairings: Vincent/Nicholas, Connor/Logan, Raynor/Nicholas

possible future pairings with: Vincent/Connor & foursome with Vincent/Connor/Logan/Nicholas (but not yet decided)

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Nicholas Alexander Donovan: 23 years old, 5’8”, 135 lbs., slim and lithe with nice abs from working out and short shaggy dark brown hair with auburn highlights, large almond shaped blue eyes with long thick black eyelashes. Nicely tanned honey gold skin with high cheekbones and a huge dimple in his left cheek.

Vincent Morgan Saint-Leclaire: Vampire, 208 years old, 6’4” 200 lbs, tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, shoulder length blond hair, silver eyes and a jagged scar on his right cheek. His favorite attire is body fitting black leather pants, silk shirts and military style boots.

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~ previous chapter ~ It was much later, almost morning and they were both back at Vincent’s castle. Nick was upstairs naked, gagged and tied down on the master bed waiting for his punishment, while Vincent was downstairs explaining everything that happened to Sarah. Nick knew he was screwed. Vincent was beyond furious with him. He had really done it this time. As he lay there helpless, Nick thought back over the last few hours. So, Raynor is Vincent’s cousin and they wanted to kill each other. That much was obvious. I wonder what happened between them to cause this much hatred. It had to be pretty darn bad if you ask me. What could have Vincent done that pissed Raynor off so much? Hmmm. I have to get to the bottom of this mystery. Startled from his reverie by the door slowly opening, Nick’s almond shaped blue eyes widened in fear when he saw Vincent walk into the room. He knew it wasn’t good for him by the way his Sire was smiling and by what he was holding. Oh shit! Nick thought, No, way in hell!


Chapter 5:

Nick started shaking his head violently back and forth trying to speak but couldn’t because of the stupid gag that was tied around his mouth. The only sound he could manage was barely audible mumbling or rather gurgling. Then much to his disgust, he started drooling down the sides of his mouth and all over his chin. Yuck. Gross. Oh, shit, where does Vincent get these things from anyway? Does he have a secret hidden room that he keeps them all in? One day I will find out and when I do he had better watch out. I’ll start using these disgusting toys on him and see how he likes it. Vincent’s really overstepping his boundaries this time and I am not letting him get away with it. Nick’s eyes started to turn red and he pulled as hard as he could on his bindings but they wouldn’t loosen thanks to Vincent’s expertise in the bondage department. Oh, for crying out loud. Why am I not surprised. Oh, damn, damn it to hell, I am so friggin screwed. Why me, why always me, why, why, why? Nick was so frustrated, that if he could, he would have pulled his hair out by the roots.

Vincent had reached the bed and stood staring down at Nick with a sardonic smile on his strong angular face. He dangled the instrument or rather contraption right down over Nick’s face taunting him.

“Well, Nicholas, do you like your new, what shall we call it, hmmm, toy or outfit?” he sneered, knowing very well Nick couldn’t answer back.

Nick huffed, gurgled and drooled some more while trying to free himself but to no avail. He glared up at his Sire promising him there would be hell to pay later for even thinking about doing this atrocity to him.

“I can see your getting anxious my little wayward Fledgling. Tell me, does it excite you as much as it does me, knowing how it’s going to feel against your flesh? So tight and secure.” seeing Nick moan and toss he continued, “Oh, I forgot, you can’t speak can you? my troublesome little pet.”

Vincent continued with his little game, totally enjoying himself. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, still trying to free yourself, are we? Well we both know that won’t happen any time soon, now will it? Do you think I am stupid Nicholas? I had these particular strong bindings made just for you. It was very thoughtful of me, don’t you think?”

Getting on with it, Vincent said. “Now let’s get down to business. Do you want to know what this wonderful creation is?”

Nick violently shook his head in the negative but that only made Vincent laugh harder at his expense.

“Oh, I bet you don’t, do you? Well, let me enlighten you then, shall I? It’s called a Chastity belt Nicholas. Which by the way, you’ll be happy to know, I had custom built with your own unique little specifications in mind. Now tell me Nicholas, are you as excited to wear it as I am to see you with it on? What? I didn’t hear you Nicholas. Why don’t you speak up so I can understand what your saying. Were you trying to tell me something? It’s sounds important. I am sorry but you’ll have to speak clearer. What was that? Oh, no, that’s right, you can’t.” Vincent started laughing so hard, tears started falling from his eyes.

Nick was cursing and growling under his gag promising retribution for himself against Vincent for this humiliation upon his manhood. He watched with growing fear, as his Blonde sadistic Sire leaned over him to put that thing on his private nether region. No! No! No! Argh! Crap!

“While I am putting my little present on you, let me explain the reason that you are being gifted with it.” Vincent whispered to him.

Nick closed his eyes in humiliation, defeated for now, but this was not the end of it. Oh, no, he would have his revenge upon the bastard. Yes, he would. Nick promised himself that Vincent would pay back big time.

He flinched when he felt the coldness of the metal against his sensitive organ. While Vincent fitted it on him, Nick was withering around on the bed in his bonds totally mortified. It was so uncomfortable and tight, so unbearably tight, he wanted to scream but couldn’t. As Vincent shifted his pliant body around making adjustments, Nick felt tears pouring from his eyes. He started remembering the torture he had went through with Ambrose and it was like he was reliving that nightmare. Vincent saw what was happening and gently began wiping away the tears with his fingertips as he coaxed Nick to look up at him.

Vincent quietly said, “Don’t worry Nicholas. I won’t hurt you my little one. As a matter of fact, I promise that before this day is over you will find yourself enjoying wearing it.”

While Nick’s eyes were watching him with trepidation , Vincent fondled Nick as he continued. “I am truly sorry that I have to punish you in this way but there is no other alternative. It is for your own safety that I am doing it. Oh, please don’t look at me like that Nicholas. If there was any other viable solution, don’t you think I would use it? Now, the reason I have to make you wear this wonderful creation is because of the new threat being posed by my dear cousin Raynor. It is because I value your virtue so much that it must be done. You have no idea of the great evil he is capable of inflicting upon you. I must protect what is mine and will do so at all costs.”

Yah, I am sure the hell you do. Nick sarcastically thought.

“If you had bothered to listen to me in the first place, and obeyed my command, than you wouldn’t be in this situation. Would you, Nicholas?” Vincent innocently asked.

“There, I am done. Why don’t we take a look at it.” Vincent let his eyes wander up and down Nick’s beautiful lean muscular body. “Oh, yes, very nice. You are so beautiful Nicholas. I am very lucky that you belong to me.”

I don’t belong to you or anyone you stupid asshole. Nick silently cursed while squirming under the stare Vincent was imposing on him.

The Chastity Belt fitted Nick to perfection. It was beautifully crafted and made with the best metal material in the world. The ring was fitted around the base of Nick’s penis behind the ball sac with a capped tube that Vincent had inserted his flaccid penis into. It was facing downward and his testicles were also covered so that his entire genital area was off limits to anyone but Vincent who was the only one with a key to the padlock. There was a also a belt with thong type arrangement that allowed a single leather strap to run up between his buttocks and it was attached with a butt plug to prevent anal penetration. It all came together on hinges and pins held fast by the padlock holding his testicles in a gap close enough to prevent his penis from being pulled out. The shield covered the ring, tube and caps imprisoning Nick’s genitals and Vincent was very pleased with the end results.

“It hurts you sick bastard! Take it off of me now!” Nick silently screamed.

“My lovely little Fledgling please do not worry so much otherwise you will start to get wrinkles on your soft smooth skin. I can’t have that it is just not acceptable.” Vincent sat down on the bed beside Nick and started to remove his bindings.

When Vincent was done, Nick pulled the gag out of his mouth tossed it aside and flew off the bed to the corner of the bedroom. He stood staring daggers at Vincent while trying his best to remove the offensive object from his body. Looking up, he saw Vincent watching his useless efforts from his position on the bed.

“Why the hell did you have to go and do this for? Haven’t you humiliated me enough over the past few months? I am seriously starting to think that you just live to torment me. It’s just some new sick and twisted game that you’ve come up with. In your own demented mind, you think I am your little boy toy whom you can use and bend to your will. Is that it?” Nick yelled.

“Well, let me tell you this, Mr. High and Mighty, it isn’t going to work. I want you to release me from this thing and then I am walking out of your life forever. To hell with the year of training. I didn’t sign a stupid contract or anything. As far as I am concerned, whatever deal we did have is null and void as of now. So take that and shove it up your ass you prick head.” Nick was so busy yelling and trying to remove the Chastity Belt that he didn’t notice Vincent approaching him until his hair was being grabbed and he found his neck being twisted down and backwards at an unbearable angle.

“Oh, no, Nicholas. I will not allow you to leave now or at an other time.” Vincent growled into his ear. Then said in a cold chilling voice, “I lied when I told you that once a year was up you were free to go.”

Nick fiercely struggled, “You damn liar! I should have know it. Well, to hell with you Vincent because I am leaving with or without your permission so you can just go to hell where you belong. I may have been calling you Master but not anymore. I don’t belong to you or anyone else. You will release me now or I walk out with it on and find my own locksmith to remove it for me.”

Vincent didn’t remove his hold on Nick’s hair and dragged him back to the bed. It was then that Nick noticed there were clothes placed on it that he hadn’t seen before.

“You will get yourself dressed now. We are going out for Breakfast.” Vincent told him then released Nick pushing him towards the bed.

“Breakfast? What the freaking hell are you talking about? It’s morning you jerk. It’s daylight you idiot. How the freaking hell can we go out for Breakfast. We never go out for Breakfast. Won’t we disintegrate into dust or something? Anyways, I told you already I am leaving later so you can go eat your croissants by yourself.” Nick stood by the bed with his arms folded glaring hatefully back at Vincent.

“Don’t you remember me telling you that as long as we use caution the sun cannot harm us? As you well know, I always go out in the daytime. How do you think I do it? I know you are not that stupid Nicholas. Why don’t you use that thick head of yours and think about it for a moment.” Vincent sarcastically reminded a steaming Nick.

“Well, I don’t care because I am not going and you can’t make me. So there.” Nick gloated back.

“You will get dressed or I will dress you myself.” promised Vincent with a look that brooked no further argument.

“I don’t think so Vincent. Oh, yes, I will get dressed but I am not going anywhere with you. After I say goodbye to Sarah, I will be walking out those great big doors for freedom and then I will find a reliable Locksmith and head back home. After all this, I don’t believe a single thing you have told me. I will find Sean and explain everything to him. He will understand and find a way to help me.” Nick turned and picked up the clothes to put them on.

While he was dressing, Vincent was watching him like a hawk. He won’t stop me. Nick thought. I won’t let him. I can stand up to him. I am his equal now. Once Nick was dressed, he tried to adjust his pants to be more comfortable but was finding it extremely difficult with the darn device he was being forced to wear.

“Well, I can’t say it’s been nice knowing you. Maybe I’ll see you in another life, or not, I really don’t care so adios and good riddance.” Nick said nonchalantly waving his hand and walked towards the door with a swagger he didn’t really feel thanks to his sore genitals.

He was stopped before he even reached his destination. Nick didn’t see it but Vincent had a long thick chain in his possession. Before Nick knew what was happening, and it was too late to stop him, Vincent grabbed him and attached one end of it to a hook on the Chastity Belt effectively stopping him in his tracks. Nick tried tugging it off and then breaking it with his hands but even with his new strength the chain just wouldn’t break.

“Shit! What are you doing? I can’t believe you. What a sneaky thing to pull.” Nick swore.

Vincent started slowly pulling a furious Nick towards him with a look of pure enjoyment on his face. When Nick was in his clutches, Vincent bent down and told him, “You belong to me Nicholas and you always will. Do you really think I would have let you walk out that door so easily? You may be stupid sweetheart but I am not. Now, let’s get going, our hosts are waiting for us and we are late.”

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Connor and Logan were currently lying together on a large sofa waiting for the arrival of their guests. Logan was urgently tugging on Connor’s long and thick dirty blonde hair, kissing the lean muscular chest and sucking on the rosebud nipples while his Sire was busy sticking one of his long fingers up his Fledgling’s tight ass with his other hand entangled in the short red locks.

“Arrgh, Connor! I don’t think I can wait anymore.”

Laughing Connor replied, “Patience, my dear Logan, patience. I promise that you will be awarded a very special prize later.”

Logan’s green eyes shone with mischief as he responded, “If they don’t hurry up and get here soon, I am going to slam my ass right down on your cock and ride you like a bull.”

They were both interrupted by a familiar voice saying with humor, “Is now not a good time? You both look rather busy at the moment maybe we should come back later.”

Quickly fixing their clothes, Connor and Logan stood to greet their guests.

“Nick!” Logan ran over to hug his new friend while Connor walked over with more grace and greeted Vincent with a firm handshake and kiss.

Nick found himself being led over to a large table that was covered with various fruits and croissants. After they had eaten, Vincent and Connor walked over and sat in two comfortable arm chairs so they could talk in private leaving their two young Fledglings alone together to get reacquainted.

Logan and Nick were sitting curled up next to each other on the sofa and Logan asked him, “OK, Now tell me what happened? I know that Vincent was extremely pissed off when you left The Gathering last night. Did he punish you? I want to know all about it, every gory little detail, and don’t leave anything out. I can take it.”

Nick started telling him everything and when he got to the Chastity Belt he was interrupted by Logan asking him, “A Chastity Belt. Vincent fitted you with a fucking Chastity Belt. No Way! I’ve always wanted Connor to get me one of those things. So your wearing it now? How does it feel? Let me see it. I want to take a look.” He glanced over at his Sire and Vincent to make sure they weren’t looking their way and reached over to pull Nick’s pants down.

“Hey stop it!” Nick slapped his hand away glaring at him.

“I just want one quick look, please? Pretty please.” Logan batted his long eyelashes at Nick and gave him one of his biggest grins.

“Oh, for the love of ..... Alright, just a quick peak and that’s it.” Nick agreed.

Logan eagerly but carefully lowered the waistband of Nick’s pants and nearly screamed.

“I don’t believe it. Nick, you are one lucky dude. Why couldn’t it be me? I would do anything for Connor to get him to put one of those on me. Man, I am so freaking jealous.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me Logan. Your not serious. There can be no way in hell that you would want to wear one of these disgusting things.”

“You do know what this means, don’t you Nick?” asked Logan to a baffled Nick.

“No, what does it mean. Please enlighten me Logan.”

“Vincent loves you!”

“He what?.... ”

TBC