My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love
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Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
31
Views:
5,750
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters belong to Misty Moonlight and Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 5: Where the hell am I?
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Title: My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/15/2007
Summary: While investigating mysterious disappearances at the new night club Dark Enchantment, Nick is kidnapped by a vampire. Vincent faces the challenge of taming his stubborn young captive. Who will win the battle?
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang
Pairings: Eventual Vincent/Nicholas
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Chapter 5: Where the hell am I?
Nick slowly opened his eyes to find himself in a very uncomfortable position. He grunted in pain and tried to move but found himself constrained by some sort of chains. What the hell?, he thought. He tried to remember what had happened and then it all came back to him with frightening clarity. Oh shit, I am so screwed. Shit, shit, shit. This can’t be happening. I am dreaming. It’s just a nightmare. Yet why did he remember that terrifying flight from Dark Enchantment. I will wake up and find myself back at the precinct joking about it with Sean. Oh , how he wished that were true. This was his worse nightmare coming to life to slap him in the face.
Get a grip Nick, focus, try to figure a way out of this mess. You know you can do this. Think. Think. Think. Oh shit, I can’t. This is ridiculous. The whole situation was just blasted hilarious. At least he tried to convince himself it was. OK, stop thinking for a minute, take a deep breath and relax. That’s it Nick, relax, he told himself. Yes, I am focused now, I just have to think of a plan.
Looking around, he tried to focus on his surroundings. He seemed to be in some sort of cell. He saw what looked like torture equipment hanging on the walls. It was damp and cold. He figured he must be in some sort of basement. He didn’t want to think it was a dungeon. He started to shiver and looked down at himself.
“OH, BLOODY HELL!”, he exclaimed aloud in shock when he saw he was naked. “NO, NO, NO. THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING. LET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE.” Well, he thought, that explained the reason why he was so
cold anyways. He was lying on the floor with his wrists chained tightly together behind his back and the lead was attached to a hook on the wall. Well, at least I can move my legs, he would have to thank his Captor for this small favor. Ya, right, he told himself.
He tried not to think about this mysterious man removing his clothing while he was unconscious. Nick repositioned himself and was able to sit up and lean back against the wall. What does he want with me?
This can’t be good. I have to think of a plan to escape. Though, at the moment, that idea was shot to hell by the current position he found himself in. Yea, right Nick, just jump the guy. Who by the way is much bigger than you. Just to add icing to the cake your as nude as a friggin babe with no weapons, and oh yes, to top it all off your chained up. Brilliant dilemma your in my boy. Just brilliant. What have I got myself into? Most importantly, where the hell am I?
I guess I will just have to wait until he makes an appearance. Lucky me. Oh yea. Geeze. I am going crazy. I have totally lost it talking to myself like this. He wished he had a blanket to cover himself with. It was really cold and he was starting to get goosebumps.
He looked up suddenly as he heard a noise at the door of the cell. He saw the handle lifting and long fingers pushing it open. Oh crap, Oh shit. This is not good.
TBC
Title: My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/15/2007
Summary: While investigating mysterious disappearances at the new night club Dark Enchantment, Nick is kidnapped by a vampire. Vincent faces the challenge of taming his stubborn young captive. Who will win the battle?
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang
Pairings: Eventual Vincent/Nicholas
*********
Chapter 5: Where the hell am I?
Nick slowly opened his eyes to find himself in a very uncomfortable position. He grunted in pain and tried to move but found himself constrained by some sort of chains. What the hell?, he thought. He tried to remember what had happened and then it all came back to him with frightening clarity. Oh shit, I am so screwed. Shit, shit, shit. This can’t be happening. I am dreaming. It’s just a nightmare. Yet why did he remember that terrifying flight from Dark Enchantment. I will wake up and find myself back at the precinct joking about it with Sean. Oh , how he wished that were true. This was his worse nightmare coming to life to slap him in the face.
Get a grip Nick, focus, try to figure a way out of this mess. You know you can do this. Think. Think. Think. Oh shit, I can’t. This is ridiculous. The whole situation was just blasted hilarious. At least he tried to convince himself it was. OK, stop thinking for a minute, take a deep breath and relax. That’s it Nick, relax, he told himself. Yes, I am focused now, I just have to think of a plan.
Looking around, he tried to focus on his surroundings. He seemed to be in some sort of cell. He saw what looked like torture equipment hanging on the walls. It was damp and cold. He figured he must be in some sort of basement. He didn’t want to think it was a dungeon. He started to shiver and looked down at himself.
“OH, BLOODY HELL!”, he exclaimed aloud in shock when he saw he was naked. “NO, NO, NO. THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING. LET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE.” Well, he thought, that explained the reason why he was so
cold anyways. He was lying on the floor with his wrists chained tightly together behind his back and the lead was attached to a hook on the wall. Well, at least I can move my legs, he would have to thank his Captor for this small favor. Ya, right, he told himself.
He tried not to think about this mysterious man removing his clothing while he was unconscious. Nick repositioned himself and was able to sit up and lean back against the wall. What does he want with me?
This can’t be good. I have to think of a plan to escape. Though, at the moment, that idea was shot to hell by the current position he found himself in. Yea, right Nick, just jump the guy. Who by the way is much bigger than you. Just to add icing to the cake your as nude as a friggin babe with no weapons, and oh yes, to top it all off your chained up. Brilliant dilemma your in my boy. Just brilliant. What have I got myself into? Most importantly, where the hell am I?
I guess I will just have to wait until he makes an appearance. Lucky me. Oh yea. Geeze. I am going crazy. I have totally lost it talking to myself like this. He wished he had a blanket to cover himself with. It was really cold and he was starting to get goosebumps.
He looked up suddenly as he heard a noise at the door of the cell. He saw the handle lifting and long fingers pushing it open. Oh crap, Oh shit. This is not good.
TBC