Comfortably Numb
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Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,231
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Comfortably Numb
Title: Comfortably Numb
Author: Me ^_^
Claimer: All mine, nothing stolen from anyone else... fictional or otherwise. Do not take.
Summary: Karma gets Jayde in his dreams.
Warnings For This Chapter: Scarification, slight bondage and slight D/s, references to alcohol/drugs
A/N: I love Pink Floyd, which is where the title of this fiction came from. There will probably be a lot of references to songs and some lyrics on here, and when that happens I’ll make note of it at the bottom of the chapter. I am more of a Dark Side of the Moon/ Wish You Were Here kind of girl, but I also like some of The Wall. I do not like any of their other CDs very much, so only expect to see songs from those albums.
I hope you enjoy this fiction, PLEASE REVIEW! I am a comment whore all the way and would just like some feed back.
“Spoken Out loud”, ‘Thought’, //Dream or Fantasy//, (Spoken Telepathically), *emphasis*
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Jayde moaned quietly at his hang over headache. He curled into a ball and hugged his head in his hands. This was the worst one yet, but he refused to let out anything but tiny whimpers and mewls that could barely be heard. Jayde fell asleep again, deciding the dream world would be much better than the one he was living now...
// (I have been waiting for you) A female voice said in his head as the dream began to play out.
The New York sky scrapers towered above him but he saw the familiar club *Black Flamingos & Bondage Ducks* discretely hiding where it always had in an alleyway, marked only by the black iron rose curling up the drain pipe of the entrance. A woman was dressed only in a black leather jacket and black leather pants, she carried what looked to be a collar and leash in one hand. All of a sudden, she was in front of him, smirking merrily. (You are wearing this, Love. No arguments.) She moved with speed that was almost impossible and had him chained up before he could protest. (Now, we are going to do something that will probably hurt a lot but is necessary before I turn you.)
His voice trembled the tiniest bit, as he asked her \"Turn me into what?\"
(Well a vampire of course, Love. What else?) She asked grinning and bearing her fangs. (We are going to mark you, brand you in other words.)
Jayde shivered and wondered if this was a nightmare. (Of course not, this will be the best dream you have ever had.)
With that nothing more was said to him, they went into the back of the club... farther back then you would expect something so small to be and two burly men came out of the shadows greeting Jayde\'s female companion with ecstatic fits of joy, Jayde was reminded of two rambunctious puppies greeting their master. \"Mistress Karma, you have finally brought a pet?\" The two looked at her with eager eyes.
She smiled faintly. \"No boys, he\'s still in dreamscape at the moment but I have no doubt his mind will make this real; he needs my wing brand put on him.\" Their eyes widened slightly, but they did not question her. She pulled Jayde into the room that had needles and a nice hot fire going. That is when Jayde balked, he did *not* like needles. However, Karma would not have it. She pulled him roughly, chained his collar to a massage type chair, and made him lay down on it. She ripped his shirt in half and pulled it off him. The two men chained his arms and legs so that he could not move an inch, which is when he started to sweat.
\"Don\'t worry; we\'re very skilled in this sort of thing. Do you want to see the brand before we put it on you?\" Jayde nodded slowly. He was shown a wing brand, intricately designed with feathers; it would go from the middle of his back to right before his side. \"After your skin has healed from this, color will be filled in.\" They worked quickly, one of them holding down his lower back firmly while the other heated the brand. They put wood in his mouth so he would not clamp his jaws and proceeded to do the deed. Jayde screamed in pain trying to get away as the brand seared and burned his skin. He whimpered as salved was put on it and winced when they untied his arms, making his shoulder blades move. They wrapped the wound in gauze and laid him down on a bed in the side room. \"When you wake up, your body will be here. Don\'t cause a scene or we\'ll have to tie you up, which will be very painful.\"//
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TBC
A/N: Sorry this was so short, just trying to get the story off the ground ^_^ Hope you like it so far. PLEASE REVIEW!
Author: Me ^_^
Claimer: All mine, nothing stolen from anyone else... fictional or otherwise. Do not take.
Summary: Karma gets Jayde in his dreams.
Warnings For This Chapter: Scarification, slight bondage and slight D/s, references to alcohol/drugs
A/N: I love Pink Floyd, which is where the title of this fiction came from. There will probably be a lot of references to songs and some lyrics on here, and when that happens I’ll make note of it at the bottom of the chapter. I am more of a Dark Side of the Moon/ Wish You Were Here kind of girl, but I also like some of The Wall. I do not like any of their other CDs very much, so only expect to see songs from those albums.
I hope you enjoy this fiction, PLEASE REVIEW! I am a comment whore all the way and would just like some feed back.
“Spoken Out loud”, ‘Thought’, //Dream or Fantasy//, (Spoken Telepathically), *emphasis*
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Jayde moaned quietly at his hang over headache. He curled into a ball and hugged his head in his hands. This was the worst one yet, but he refused to let out anything but tiny whimpers and mewls that could barely be heard. Jayde fell asleep again, deciding the dream world would be much better than the one he was living now...
// (I have been waiting for you) A female voice said in his head as the dream began to play out.
The New York sky scrapers towered above him but he saw the familiar club *Black Flamingos & Bondage Ducks* discretely hiding where it always had in an alleyway, marked only by the black iron rose curling up the drain pipe of the entrance. A woman was dressed only in a black leather jacket and black leather pants, she carried what looked to be a collar and leash in one hand. All of a sudden, she was in front of him, smirking merrily. (You are wearing this, Love. No arguments.) She moved with speed that was almost impossible and had him chained up before he could protest. (Now, we are going to do something that will probably hurt a lot but is necessary before I turn you.)
His voice trembled the tiniest bit, as he asked her \"Turn me into what?\"
(Well a vampire of course, Love. What else?) She asked grinning and bearing her fangs. (We are going to mark you, brand you in other words.)
Jayde shivered and wondered if this was a nightmare. (Of course not, this will be the best dream you have ever had.)
With that nothing more was said to him, they went into the back of the club... farther back then you would expect something so small to be and two burly men came out of the shadows greeting Jayde\'s female companion with ecstatic fits of joy, Jayde was reminded of two rambunctious puppies greeting their master. \"Mistress Karma, you have finally brought a pet?\" The two looked at her with eager eyes.
She smiled faintly. \"No boys, he\'s still in dreamscape at the moment but I have no doubt his mind will make this real; he needs my wing brand put on him.\" Their eyes widened slightly, but they did not question her. She pulled Jayde into the room that had needles and a nice hot fire going. That is when Jayde balked, he did *not* like needles. However, Karma would not have it. She pulled him roughly, chained his collar to a massage type chair, and made him lay down on it. She ripped his shirt in half and pulled it off him. The two men chained his arms and legs so that he could not move an inch, which is when he started to sweat.
\"Don\'t worry; we\'re very skilled in this sort of thing. Do you want to see the brand before we put it on you?\" Jayde nodded slowly. He was shown a wing brand, intricately designed with feathers; it would go from the middle of his back to right before his side. \"After your skin has healed from this, color will be filled in.\" They worked quickly, one of them holding down his lower back firmly while the other heated the brand. They put wood in his mouth so he would not clamp his jaws and proceeded to do the deed. Jayde screamed in pain trying to get away as the brand seared and burned his skin. He whimpered as salved was put on it and winced when they untied his arms, making his shoulder blades move. They wrapped the wound in gauze and laid him down on a bed in the side room. \"When you wake up, your body will be here. Don\'t cause a scene or we\'ll have to tie you up, which will be very painful.\"//
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TBC
A/N: Sorry this was so short, just trying to get the story off the ground ^_^ Hope you like it so far. PLEASE REVIEW!