The vampires slave

"I did not agree to this…"

"You shall or I can kill you, Christian, what will it be?"

He recalls how he lurked down an unfamiliar road to meet a man he never met before, was this part of the plan? Christian takes a seat right beside Dominique who latches the first shackle around his neck and then the other around his wrists.

Dominique pulls the chains taught testing the current strength, "If you can survive being a feeder today I will let you see Alex…I promise."

"Isn't this excessive?"

Christian is pushed back against the frame of the bed causing the whole thing to squeak under the weight of their bodies, Dominique climbs onto his lap curving his legs into a kneeling position holding on to his shoulder with one hand.

Arching down he sinks his fangs into Christian's neck clutching his hand while intertwining his fingers between Christians, his face reddens causing his mouth to open slightly, he silently moans.

Dominique retracts his fangs slowly pulling away leaving Christian gasping weakly leaning against the bed closing his eyes, "Hey…are you okay?"

"I…I am just tired." Christian states exhaustively, Dominique squeezes Christian into a hug, "I can…"

"You can what?" Dominique asks watching him trail off to sleep cuddled in his arms. He feels a sense of warmth in embracing a mortal man who will support his thirst just to see a clan member who in return may become his leader soon enough.

"I…can…do this…" Christian whispers, his hands dropping to his side, Dominique places his hands over his eyes shifting his position to where the chains aren't caught in his fingers.

"Just rest, you might be having a hard week Christian."

He lays Christian to rest in the bed finding himself looking back longingly for a couple of moments at the door before locking it behind him.

Christian sleeps through the rest of the night to be woken early; a woman with yellow-green hair pinned up comes in with new clothes and a regulated breakfast in hand.

Another man slips in behind her dressed in a gray suit holding a paper, pen, and needle. The woman temporarily plucks the chains off letting them drop against the side of the bed.

"It's been a long time since we had a volunteer feeder." The man chimes happily observing him getting dressed into a long night slip and pants that reach to his ankle, the woman takes his old clothing.

"As long as you are here we demand your phone please." She asks motioning for his phone. He reluctantly hands it over.

He hands Christian a document to sign, afraid he quickly scans it signing without hesitation.

The man laughs, "You will be provided three meals a day, you won't always be restrained by the chains, but before anything else I need you to prick your fingerprint in blood please."

"My signature isn't enough to you?"

The woman takes the needle quickly pricking his finger drawing a speck of blood, "I am sorry…"

He rolls his pointer over the document, "What will happen to me here?"

"There will be scheduled feeding or random passers all in private who will use you to feed." She explains noticing his frightened expression.

"But for now you will come with me to meet Dominique." The man spouted. "My name is Collin."

The woman gingerly takes his hand walking him down the long straight hall turning past a long string of doors, in the very back is a tiny office lined with a desk and large red leather chair.

"Welcome to the family Christian."

Christian instantly blushes to hold his neck in response; he can feel the bite throb.

"I am happy to be of service I suppose." Christian answers shyly, Dominique gets up prancing to the door packing a couple of folders away in his messenger bag.

"Sorry to cut this short Collin, I will be out the rest of the night."

"We will take blood tea later then, no worries."

Dominique sprints down the hall out the door taking Christian's car, "Weird question, can you turn into a bat?"

They both turn to him utterly confused, "No Christian, we cannot."

"You all are no fun then…"

"I am sorry television has frizzled your brain." The woman reacts puzzled, she clutches his fingers showing him around all the rooms he might be able to enter in the future such as the dining room, the kitchen, the large living room, and the small hall detached from the house outside.

"You only be allowed out with help of an escort." She warns pointing her finger at him.

Christian spots Alex outside of one of the many small rooms he walked past earlier; he is shocked merely by his presence, "Christian…" Alex says breathlessly snatching him by the arm.

"Alex..." Christian mumbled collapsing to the floor; he felt something in his brain just snapped by being touched even slightly, Alex dunks down examining his forehead.

"When did you bring him in?"

"Master Dominique brought him later last night Master Alex."

Alex takes responsibility by helping the maid carry him back to the room. He briskly glances at the cuffs knocking them away before laying him on the bed proceeding to tuck him in.

"Can you fetch me some water please?"

"Yes Master Alex...right away."

Christian gradually comes to looking up Alex, "Why are you here?"

"Because of Elijah...but it was prompted by my friend being kidnapped."

"There is another human here in the dwelling…Elijah must have…"

"Alex, I was told to protect you."

"Master Alex, you will be safe…trust me." Christian's groaned out with a different tone of voice.

"Oh no…snap out of it!" Alex shouts terrified, "Christian…so you became a feeder to protect me…"

"What happened?" Christian answers bewildered not able to recollect why Alex was yelling at what happened very briefly in that small period.

The maid slips in quietly shocked when Alex turns around to look back at her, "Master Alex…"

"Where is Master Elijah, Chara?"

"He has been gone for at least two weeks; I cannot tell you when he will be back."

"Understood…please keep me posted." He asks she only bows placing the pitcher of water on the stand; he helps Christian sit up in bed to drink.

"Please use the lock in the door Master Alex and return the key to me, Dominique would be angry if he knew you were here."

"Angry…he didn't plan to tell me about this then?"

"No Master Alex...I must go now."

"Then it is happening then."

"What is?"

"Christian…you are the master's assistant now, which means sometime in your life you had met him."

"Met him?"

"You might remember later, but you need to stay strong Christian...I have to go."

"Will you come back sometimes?"

Alex only nods carrying a look of worry on his face, "We both need to be careful from this point on."