Touch

Yay
for me! I finally finished this
part. I feel really sorry for Cain and
you’ll see why when you read this part.
The next part will be his *clears her throat* rape.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Well, tell me what you think, I’d appreciate
reviews.

~Kage

Oh,
Cosmoz, I have a feeling that Cain will eventually just have Reiji but he’ll
still have Jace and Eric for sources.
Thanks for the wonderful reviews, I really appreciate it. =^^=

style='mso-tab-count:1'> When I awoke, my hands were bound
above my head and I was hanging from the ceiling. Every muscle in my body ached, my muscles felt like they were on
fire. Where was I and what was I doing
here? A low groan escaped my lips as I
pulled on my chains, trying to free myself; I hardly had enough strength to do
even that. It wasn’t long before I used
up the little strength I had and hung limp.
The room I was in was lavishly decorated and I hung in the center of
it. A beautiful bed sat against the
wall behind me and an ornate door was on the wall before me.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> There were various dressers around the room;
upon closer inspection I noticed something that made me pale.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> There were hooks imbedded in the wall, hooks
that chains could be attached to.
Taking in a deep calming breath I focused on the door, waiting for it to
be opened. It wasn’t long before it
did. Avarice walked in followed by a
young man. I blinked as I looked at
him; auburn hair fell to his shoulders in waves and he looked at me with a pair
of scrutinizing gray eyes. I narrowed
my eyes, didn’t like the way he was looking at me. A low laugh escaped his lips and he walked forward, grasping my
chin in a hand tightly, smiling maliciously.
I glared at him angrily and spit in his face. His smile faded as he absently brushed it away before slapping me
hard across the face.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “What do you think?” Avarice asked
softly from behind him.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He smiled, his gaze not leaving me,
“I think he’s perfect. Shall we talk
price?” My eyes grew wide and I fought against my bonds, panic overwhelming
me. My struggles were rewarded by
another sharp slap and he grabbed my chin again, “Don’t fight me Cain.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> You won’t like it if you do.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I snarled softly and hung in my
bonds, glaring at him in defiance. I
didn’t understand what was going on and doubted that they would explain it to
me. It was apparent that in their eyes
I was less then them. Avarice and the
man spoke for a while, discussing how much I was worth.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I didn’t pay attention to what they had
settled on, it wasn’t important to me, getting away from them was.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Do you mind if I break him here
Avarice?” He asked with a wicked smile.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Of course not, free to use anything
you want.” She said before walking out, leaving me with my new captor.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He smiled and softly stroked my
cheek; “You’re a vampire so I’m not going to take it easy on you.” He said with
a smug smile, “If you behave I’ll be nice but any show of resistance will be
met by firm punishment.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> My eyes narrowed, “Who the hell do
you think you are?” I hissed.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He laughed, “Your owner and you will
call me master or sir, do you understand?” I nodded, I understood but that
didn’t mean I would comply, “Good.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Do you have a name?” I asked,
ignoring his order on what I was supposed to call him.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Of course I do kitten but that
doesn’t mean you have the right to know it.” He said, continuing to stroke my
cheek.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I snarled, I didn’t want to hear pet
names come from his lips with regards to me.
The stroking stopped and I was slapped once again.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> The pain pooled in my groin.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I didn’t understand what was going on.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I had never liked pain before, why was this
different? He chuckled darkly and
resumed stroking my cheek.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Alright kitten, I’ll tell you my
name. I am Sion.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> You have no name now except what I give
you.” He said with a smile, his fingertips moving softly over my face, “Do you
understand?”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “I may understand everything you say
but that doesn’t mean I’m going to accept it.” I stated calmly, “I have a name
Sion and nothing is going to change that.
I do not belong to you.”

style='mso-tab-count:1' He slapped me again, causing my
length to harden. Viciously he grabbed
me, “This is what you were made for.” He snarled angrily, “Your body now craves
pain and sex. That’s what she did to
you while you were asleep. She changed
the way your blood behaves.” He squeezed and I screamed, “You belong to me now,
I own you.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I panted softly; the painful
treatment he had given me left me painfully e. I closed my eyes, I didn’t understand, I couldn’t take it
anymore. A low angry growl escaped my lips
and I bared my fangs at him only to be rewarded by another slap.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> My fangs bit into my lip, blood streamed
down my chin. Tenderly he licked it up,
a purr of pleasure escaping his lips.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “You taste wonderful kitten.” He
said with a smile, stroking my cheek, “We need to begin your training.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I want to get the basics out of the way
before I take you home so you won’t give me as much trouble on the way.” His
hands ran down my sides gently, a smile on his face, “But before I can do that
I need to relieve you of these clothes.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Without another word he picked up a
wickedly curved knife and cut my clothing from me, slicing it off with clean
strokes. I shuddered, feeling the knife
graze my flesh, leaving a thin trail of blood down the left sof mof my
chest. Without taking his eyes off my
face he licked it up, his tongue running the length of the cut.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I shuddered, my head tipping back.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> What was wrong with me?style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I couldn’t be enjoying this.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Please.” I sobbed softly.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He pulled back, “Please what
kitten?”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Let me go.” I whispered.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He laughed, “What did I tell you to
call me?” He asked, taking one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I snarled softly, I refused to call
him that, “I don’t care. Just let me
go.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Viciously he pinched and twisted the
little nub wringing a scream from my lips, “You will call me sir or master, I
don’t care which, and you will not fight me.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I panted for breath, gasping at the
pain that now pooled in my groin. He
didn’t seem to care what I wanted; in fact I was sure he didn’t care.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I knew what he wanted from me and I didn’t
want to give it. Gently, carefully, he
cut my pants off, leaving me hanging naked.
A low purr escaped his lips as I was revealed.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Perfect. Do you realize how perfect you are?” He asked, pressing against
me, his hands running over my exposed flesh.
I shuddered and didn’t reply, “I asked you a question.” He snarled,
grabbing my hair and jerking back, “You will answer.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I whimpered, “I’m not perfect.” He
pulled on my hair when I didn’t answer the way he wanted me to, “Sir.” I bit
out angrily.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Tenderly he stroked my hair, “Good
boy.” He purred.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> His hand began to roam over my body
as if memorizing every piece of me. I
found myself shuddering; low sounds of pleasure escaped my lips.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I couldn’t think straight; my mind was in a
strange haze.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Please.” I moaned softly, “Please.”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> He smiled and kissed me, nibbling on
my lips with sharp fangs, not enough to break the skin though.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I arched into his touch, wanted more.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> His lips and fingers searched over my body,
tracing every feature, every plain.
Finally he wrapped his hand around my length, his thumb rubbed over the
slit and I thrust my hips forward, trying to get more.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> A low chuckle escaped his lips and he
stepped back, letting me go. I whimpered
at the loss of contact, my body desiring more.
I didn’t care anymore, I just wanted completion.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Does my pet want something?” He
asked softly, cooing in my ear. I
nodded, “Tell me.” He purred, close not not close enough.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Please, please, I need.” I whimpered.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> His hand collided with my backside, hard,
“Sir!” I cried softly, “Please sir.” What was I saying?

style='mso-tab-count:1'> Gently he stroked my abused
backside, “Good kitten.” He purred, “What do you need?”

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I whimpered, “Come, please sir let
me come.” I cried softly.

style='mso-tab-count:1' He smiled, “Yes kitten, that’s
exactly what I wanted to hear.” He wrapped his hand around my length and began
stroking hard and fast.

style='mso-tab-count:1'> I cried out in pleasure and arched
back, coming hard. He smiled as I hung
limp in my bonds. With a wicked smile
he put his fingers to my lips, telling me to clean them off.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I whimpered, I didn’t want to.style="mso-spacerun: yes"> When I opened my mouth to speak he shoved
his fingers into my mouth. Tears sprung
to my eyes as I tasted my own spending.
He stroked my hair soothingly and I cleaned off his fingers.

“Good
boy. Rest now, I’ll take you home
soon.” He said as I finished cleaning ofs has hand. I nodded and closed my eyes, falling asleep.