The other guys I came up with, well, it was Paul and Zippo, Heather, Hannah, Sarah, Angie, Carl, Mason, Jimmy and me. We were one woman short for the Vamps, but Nicholas and Justin like to share, so they picked Angie. She must have been alright with it because she's going with Paul and Zippo now that she's been released. Originally, she came up with Mason. A lot happens over the years, but everyone ends up okay. Thing is, there's no women for the new guys. Twenty years is a long ass dry spell. The Vamps sort of 'encourage' the guys to get together so they don't have to worry so much about the women. They don't want the guys to be lonely either, I suspect."
"I was odd man out having been picked out by the Clan on the way up. Turns out Charles, the elder training me, was left out in the cold after his group was 'retiring.' He was training me anyway, so we ended up with each other. Sarah, Nathan's woman, is moving in with us. As you can see, Paul and Zippo, then there was Carl and Mason."
"We ended up having such a deep love for our partners, Dave. It would be so lonely to try to get through this without a friend, someone to talk to and hold at night. Even now, with the women being released, none of our couples would consider splitting up. Carl, Mason, Heather and Hannah are all moving in together."
I guess what I'm trying to tell you is, think real hard about your friends. Leave Mike out of it for now. Lucien will probably give you a choice or he'll make it for you. Either way, it's going to happen. Might be better if you had a say in who it will be." Ethan studied Dave closely.
Dave was flabbergasted. He had absolutely no idea what to say about this. Ethan was telling him he'd be spending ... have to spend ... the next twenty years with another man? That was more than he could take in. He'd never even considered it. "Ethan, I don't think I can do that."
"Yes you can, big guy. Just remember, you don't have a choice 'if', just 'who'. Ed seems like a nice guy, maybe a bit of a wimp. He'd be easy to like. The other two, Allen and Doug seem already a little attached." Ethan studied the group.
"You're going to have to learn how to control your friends. Ed might be the place to start," Ethan suggested.
"When will I have to decide?" Dave gulped.
"Oh, any minute now." Ethan chuckled. "Lucien's almost got Ariel to sleep. He'll want this settled before we head out. Dave, pick Ed. As Slave-master I can tell you, it's tough being the bitch."
"What's going to happen?" asked Dave nervously, watching Lucien laying Ariel down and standing. The other Vampires were approaching too.
"The Vampires sort of hypnotize you. You don't even know it's happening. They all fed tonight so their power will be real strong. They lead you through it. After that, you'll remember what to do. It doesn't make it much easier but at least you know you survived it before. Eventually, when you see no one's looking at you funny or anything, it's fine. The women are the one's who have it tough tonight. This excites the Vampires so much, they get back to their women and it's an all night shin-dig all over the cavern. Guess I'm odd-man out again. Even I don't want Mike," he laughed. "Here comes Lucien. It'll be alright. Just tell him you pick Ed." The Slave-master backed up as Lucien approached Dave.
Lucien saw the panic on Dave's face and said to the Slave-master, "I take it the two of you have had a talk?"
"Yes, sir. I thought it best to let him make a choice, if that's alright with you," replied Ethan.
Dave was shaking. He didn't want to say anything to upset Ethan or Lucien. "Did you make a choice?" Lucien queried.
All the big guy wanted to do was sink into the ground. He looked miserably at the Slave-master, then back at Lucien. His lip quivered. "Yes, sir. The Slave-master suggested Ed."
"I think that's the best choice," Lucien said in his deep voice. Dave didn't know that Ethan had already discussed this with the Clansmen. It was important to keep Dave comfortable with so many changes in his status.
"Sir, I, um, I" Dave started to stutter. He didn't notice Damon walking up quietly behind him.
"Hey, Dave. You doing alright?" Damon asked.
Dave looked up at him. The Vampire's eyes held him. All of a sudden he started getting very calm. He couldn't look away from the dark gaze with the strange red glow. "Yes, sir, I'm good."
"Why don't you come with me? We'll talk for a minute," Damon said in a steady voice.
Lucien said calmly, "Go ahead Dave. Everything's fine."
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir," Dave replied as he wandered after Damon.
"How's he doing, Ethan?" Lucien asked.
"He's fine, Lucien. Just like everything else, if it's explained to him he locks it in. Makes it gospel. This was a little tough but he'll be okay. He's not too upset with Damon. He expected the girl to dump him anyway, so there won't be any anger there to interrupt any suggestions. As we discussed, I talked him into Ed. I thought the other two might try to manipulate Dave's position in the Clan," Ethan said reasonably.
"I think that's the best choice for him also. Why don't you bring Mike back over for the party? It might get Ariel off his mind." Lucien chuckled.
"Will do, sir." Ethan started to walk away.
Lucien stopped him. "Oh, and Ethan?"
"Yes, sir?" Ethan looked up.
"You're doing a great job on this trip." This was the highest praise Ethan could have ever hoped for. The capture meant the survival of the Clan. He was worried Lucien might have blamed him for the women's escape attempt and reported to Charles. Even the Slave-master wasn't immune to punishment.
"Thank you, Lucien. I'm sorry about the women. I just never considered it," Ethan apologized for the grave error.
Lucien shrugged. "Ethan, I never saw it coming either. I thought the girls would be exhausted. Justin told me later he had reservations about Shawna and dismissed them because she seemed compliant. Guess that's another option to be discussed over the next twenty years. You handled the situation well. Charles will be proud."
"Thank you, sir." Ethan smiled with relief as he headed over to unbind Mike's legs and move him back over by the men. He glanced up at Ariel's peaceful, sleeping face.
The men were all nervous as the Vampires came toward them. "What now?" Doug moaned.
Damon was talking intently to Dave. Dave nodded his head a few times. The Slave-master was bringing Mike back. "If that bastard's gotten us in trouble…" Allen left the sentence unfinished.
Lucien leaned back against a near wall. The Slave-master was rebinding Mike a few feet away. The ritual allowed the corresponding ex-boyfriends to be trained by the Vampires who had taken their women. The men's humiliation when they awoke from their thrall added to the excitement.
Damon already had Dave under control, not a hard task. Justin would take Allen, working with Nathan who had Doug. Nicholas would work with Ed and Damon.
Lucien went to the fire, poured himself some coffee and went back to the wall to watch. With Ariel as his woman it meant he had a forfeit in the game, unless someone needed an extra push. All the men in the Clan had a healthy red glow in their eyes, so Lucien figured they'd be all right.
It only took a few minutes to have all the men in a suggestive mood. Surprisingly, Ed was the hold out. He was suspicious of Nicholas and wouldn't look at him. Head down and getting ready to weep, Nicholas finally had to lift his chin with his hand. "Knock it off, already. Damon, this is definitely the bitch!" he laughed. Ed was terrified of the big man and Nicholas had to calm him with his voice before he could influence him at all. Now he was as willing as a puppy to please him.
The eye contact only had to be held a few seconds. The Vampires were suitably lodged in the captives' heads. Their voices mesmerized the men just as they had the women a few days ago. They only had to stand close.
One by one they ordered the new couples to remove their partners testicle pouch. Dave knelt in front of Ed. The Vampires would encourage. "Stroke his ass, gently. Keep him calm, that's right." Dave felt far away, like it was someone else lifting Ed's flaccid penis to get to the straps underneath.
He got the straps untied a
nd carefully worked the testicle ring through the slot. He laid the leather pouch on the end of the blanket so it wouldn't get dirty when they were put back on. He gently caressed Ed's sack and stood so Ed could remove his covering. Ed repeated the procedure on Dave. Nicholas told Ed to stay on his knees and stroke Dave's cock until it was hard.
As the length was thickening, he had Ed move his mouth over the head of Dave's erection. Ed hesitated, Dave was told to hold his head and ease his hips forward. Dave was following everything Damon told him with no faltering, total compliance. He had a serene expression on his face as he accepted what was happening.
Ed slowly parted his lips. "Lick him. Do everything you wanted Christal to do to you with her pretty little mouth," Nicholas urged, the red practically overpowering the piercing blue of his eyes. Lucien was feeding off their excitement. Ed started stroking Dave's large sack. He licked the slit at the tip of the engorged head. "Stroke yourself, Ed, pull on it. Make yourself hard, as big as Dave's beautiful cock!" Nicholas and Damon started rubbing the length of their manhood through their buckskins. Seeing Ed's hard member, Nicholas urged, "Suck him. You know how you like it."
Ed put his mouth around the head of Dave's large penis. Dave groaned and grabbed the back of Ed's head and closed his eyes. He was thinking of one of the cheerleaders he'd dated briefly. She was the only one who ever took him down her throat. It felt just like this, and he kept forcing Ed closer, ignoring his gagging. "Keep stroking yourself, Ed."
Dave was enjoying the liquid warmth wrapped around his heated member. "Use your other hand on his balls, Ed, squeeze a little," murmured Nicholas. Ed continued, with slight confusion. "Very good, Ed." Then he went back to pumping his own erection, feeling the need to cum. He was stroking and squeezing the tightening sack between Dave's legs, carefully avoiding the tender flesh around the unhealed ring.
The huge cock was trapped between his lips, being thrust down his throat by Dave's hands on his head. Dave was arching backward, making the smaller man take his whole length, then carefully backing out so the man could gasp air between thrusts. Ed worked his hard-on faster as Dave's thrusts quickened. Both men exploded at the same time. Ed spilled down Dave's calf and the bigger man emptied his seed deep in Ed's throat.
"Ed, lick your cum off Dave's leg." Ed began lapping the sticky spend. "Stand up now, Ed." Nicholas ordered.
"Dave, give him a hug. He made you feel so good," Damon said. Dave agreed. He did feel good after the explosive orgasm. Of his own volition, he leaned down and kissed Ed forcing his tongue into the smaller man's mouth, hugging him close.
They were told to re-apply their ball sacks to their partner, lie down and curl up together. Then they were compelled to sleep.
An identical scenario was being followed by the other two men, with Doug on his knees.
When the men woke up in the morning they would remember everything that had happened. Though embarrassed, they would have a lingering compulsion to remain as a couple until a natural bond had formed. The Vampires would continue to influence the men until the push was no longer necessary.
The Vampires were not cruel, at least to their way of thinking. It would be dangerous and painful for the men to continue their need for women to achieve sexual release. The Clansmen would work patiently to undo this feeling. They wanted the men to be satisfied and have someone to comfort them and ease their apprehension. As the Vampires had taken their women, they felt an obligation to fulfill this need in the captured men. Every one of the men had achieved orgasm with the Slave-master, so none of them were so conditioned they couldn't eventually accept their new relationships.
Of course, there was also the added benefit for the Vampires. The conditioning of the men as they were encouraged through guided sexual acts to help them form their new relationships was an aphrodisiac to the Masters.
The highly aroused Vampires went back to wake up their women.
CHAPTER 9
A DAY OFF
Ariel woke up naked laying half on top of Lucien and stretched. Her back was feeling much better with just a dull throb from the branding.
She reached up and curled some of his jet black hair around a finger, rubbing the silkiness with her thumb. He is amazing. Last night, her feelings for Mike had dissolved without guilt. She accepted that this mountain man would be hers, she would be his, and the thought made her smile. She didn't understand how such a compelling, handsome man would desire her. There was no choice about leaving her world behind. The loss of the botany degree no longer upset her as it had. Lucien had told her how important her studies would be in his world. She no longer needed the degree to have her adventure, her escape from her depressing little hometown.
One of the things her group of friends had in common was that they all came from families that for one reason or another, were not too upset when their children left home. Ariel had told Paula about her mom's drinking problem. She finally had to explain why she didn't want to go out dancing very often. She told Paula how her mother stayed gone for days after her father left when she was ten. She was thankful she was an only child.
Paula's parents were hoping to get her settled so they wouldn't have the expense of raising their spoiled daughter forever. She'd grown up in boarding schools. Dave and Shawna both went to college on scholarships, their families barely able to support them through high school, and on it went. Once the young adults were in college they never went home during the holidays, and the summer vacations were brief and tense. Ariel told Paula that her mother spent the entire time Ariel was home this summer in jail.
Now she had this handsome mountain man – okay, Vampire – who would take care of her. She would be able to satisfy her curiosity with nature everyday then come back to a man who would make her feel like the most desirable woman in the world. The way Lucien made her body feel, the way he aroused her… Oh, shit! I'm getting all wet again. She stifled a giggle.
"What's so funny, Ariel?" Lucien stretched and yawned. He'd had a most satisfying, long night.
"Nothing. I'm sorry, ah, sir. I didn't mean to wake you." She sighed.
Lucien's nostrils flared. "I think maybe you did." He smiled down at her.
Ariel's face colored realizing his senses could smell her arousal. "Lucien, please," she begged, "I'm exhausted. I hardly remember what happened last night but even my bones are tired."
He started his light stroking. Ariel whimpered. "Lucien, please. I'm so tired." Already her body was responding, her thighs gripping the leather of his buckskin clad leg.
He lifted her on top of him and found her mouth with his. It was a gentle, seductive kiss. His lips and tongue were soft and liquid, the calming strokes on her back, relaxing. She knew she was lost as her nipples peeked against the tickling of the sparse, curling hair on his naked chest.
Hands traveled down and started slowly kneading her bottom, easing the clenched muscles. Lucien gently rolled them over, Ariel naked on her back with his strong, tan body beside her. His tongue licked the spot he had fed from the night before and he whispered in her ear, "Do you remember?"
"Yes." she gasped.
"That's the reason you're tired. I will feed from you, Ariel. Only you. Not always as much and not too often but it will leave you tired until your body replaces what I have taken. In exchange, you're orgasms will be much more intense while I satisfy my hunger with your blood. Pleasure and pain, Ariel, and blood. Your blood."
Ariel shivered with unanticipated desire. His hand, already toying with her aching nipples, fanned out, covering her whole stomach, roaming further down as his mouth found her breast. He was suckling one peak, flicking the nipple ring with his tongue, occasionally nipping her, causing her body to shudder.
Her head started slowly shaking side to side in exquisite agony. He treated her other mound to the same experience as his hand found the pelt between her thighs. "Oh..." she moaned, "Oh ... ah ... geeze, I can't ... oh ... stop..." she begged as her muscles spasmed, weak with exhaustion. "Lucien, you're killing me,"
she wailed.
He lifted his head from her wet nipple, "Never, my love. I'll only bring you to the highest ledge and gently hold you while you fly. I'll be here holding you when you come back to me."
She gave up, defeated, her fatigued body still reacting to every tortuous response Lucien demanded of it. His fingers were tickling the base of her labial rings, occasionally tugging the auburn hair around them. Then a finger would journey the length of her slit, not yet parting the folds.
He moved one of his long legs between hers as she involuntarily tried to pull them together, trying to end the torment of his caress. As his tapered finger traveled up to the top of her slit, it dipped between her lips and in a single motion lifted the protective covering over her clit as it continued its upward journey. Her tired hips pushed upward in a weak movement. "Uumm," she softly grunted.
Lucien, continued his motions on her sex as he moved up to kiss her mouth, softly, smoothly as before, with no demand.
The movement of his finger on her button became a little faster, a little more urgent in its quest. His finger was drenched in her slick wetness and started roaming further, wearing a path with her juices. Up, over her clit, down, dipping into the valley of her channel, then further, skating across the thin strip of skin and over the pucker of her asshole then further between her cheeks. Then he reversed the trail back up to her clit, and back again.
Her tongue was exploring the warm, fluid depths of his mouth, lightly sawing against his tongue as he devoured her mouth tenderly in return.
His finger started stalling, adding pressure as it passed her anus, a little more each pass. Her tired muscles didn't resist, even though this experience was new to her. Soon the tip of his wet finger was breaching the tight entrance. She whimpered a little and a second hand joined the first on her damp mound. A finger on this hand passed through her sex rings holding her still as it's thumb continued exclusive attention to her rigid clit.
The fingers on the first hand that had stopped further down the trail began gently exploring her depths. A thumb and finger entered her vagina, immediately gripped in a pulsing contraction. Another long finger persistently pushed past the puckered flesh of her anus, slowly entering its entire length. His fingers met inside her, lightly pressing from both sides and she flew.
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