The year is 2042 and humans are no longer the superior species. Vampires rule the world. Literally. Humans are merely livestock or a means of entertainment to the vampires. Even the more privileged humans have to worry about being killed because they pissed off the wrong vampire by accident. From age seven to age seventeen, humans of both genders are maids or servants and often serve a vampire master. From age seventeen to age twenty five, human females are used for entertainment for vampires. As for what the 'entertainment' entails is up to the vampire that bought the human. Males are either kept by their masters as servants or pets or sent to work in a job that a vampire would never take because they don't want to get their hands dirty. Those who are lucky enough to live past the age of twenty five then often are usually assigned roles as maids or servants again but they have much more time to their selves. If you are lucky enough to find yourself in the favor of a vampire, the vampire is often more lenient and will allow more marginal time or will not be as hard on you.
My name is Blaire and today is my seventeenth birthday. Today I'll be auctioned off and sold to whoever buys me. I'm six feet tall, have pale creamy skin, messy red hair and green-blue eyes. I've always been tall but its more of a curse than a blessing though.
"Blaire!" A deep male voice bellowed as heavy foot falls came closer.
I gasped in fear and straitened my spine as Master walked in. He wouldn't be my master for much longer, but at the moment if he wanted, he could suck me dry and kill me. I didn't much like the thought of death at the moment. "Sir." I answered at attention.
He looked my stark naked body over once as I stared straight forward then grabbed a black strip of leather and fastened it around my neck and clipped a black lead to it. It was a standard collar and leash that all females are sold in. Also, we are required to be naked so as not to hide any detail of our bodies from our potential buyers. The more insubordinate humans are often drugged so a to calm them down and not hurt themselves. I didn't need to be drugged because I do not like the thought of being scared and confused instead of just scared.
"Let's go." He turned and walked from the room, holding the lead of my collar.
Master was tall, around 6'1" and muscular with dark hair and muddy brown eyes. He was a man of few words, quiet and often kind. He only ever punished me once and that was when I broke a plate at his dinner party. He only made me stay in my room with no food for three days. He never hit me or drank from me. He only ever hit one girl because she constantly messed up things. He made sure that the maids were well fed and cleanly and had clothes to wear that weren't dingy or torn.
As I walked down the hall, naked and being lead by a leash, a bad feeling began to grow in the pit of my stomach. I felt as if I were going to be sick. Master looked back at me as if he could feel my anxiety and stopped in the middle of the hall.
"You'll be okay, Blaire." He spoke then turned to continue walking.
He stopped at a door at the end of the hall and placed my lead into the hand of a shorter light haired man who nodded and closed his hand around my lead. As master walked away, the man yanked on my lead, pulling me into the dark room that laid behind the door.
"Cmon." The man growled as he yanked my into the room and slammed the door. It was too dark to see anything. I grabbed the edges of my collar to keep from being choked as I was pulled forward.
Suddenly I was grabbed by my arms and forced down onto what felt like a dentist chair or something of the like. I screamed as my wrists were strapped down with leather straps just before my legs were pinned down and strapped as well. I wiggled and writhed as I tried to get out of the restraints.
"Scream all you want, precious." A different man from before spoke. "I have to do an exam and administer a dose of sedatives."
"No!" I screeched. "Don't touch me!"
The man chuckled and ran an hand up my naked thigh and over my core. I arched my back and whimpered, squirming trying to get out of his grip but he quickly grabbed my thighs roughly and stilled me.
When I had stilled, he moved one hand up and ran his finger tips over my lips gently then dipped a single finger in. I tried to close my legs but my legs were held apart by the restraints so all I could do is whimper.
"Good, girl. Just stay still." He said, his voice low and quiet. My breathing was getting harsher and my muscles were clenching harder by the second as he slid his finger down over my clit towards my vagina. "Just relax."
I whimpered and tried to relax as his finger pressed at my entrance but I felt violated. Soon, his thumb found my clit and began to rub in slow circles as he slowly pushed one finger in. I arched my back and bucked my hips in an attempt to get away from his probing fingers. He used his other hand to push my hips back floor
After a few seconds he removed his hand from my core, and drug it up my chest slowly until he cupped my breasts, one in each hand. A moan slipped through my lips.
"No visible bruising or other injuries. Skin is flawless and pale." He sounded as if he were speaking to himself but when I heard the scratch of pen on paper, I realized he was talking to the other man. "She's a virgin and six feet exactly."
"Okay." The other man said as he shuffled some papers around.
Suddenly, the man was no longer touching me and I was left prone and helpless in the chair. Caught my breath and struggled with the restraints. My fighting was renewed when there was a stinging in my upper right arm. It didn't take long to begin to feel the effects of what ever drug they had injected me with. My screams turned to whimpers the stopped as my mind became fuzzy and I no longer knew what I was fighting or what was going on.
I was unstrapped and lifted to my feet and practically dragged out of the room. The light outside hurt my eyes so I closed them. When I reopened them, I was in a large room with a stage and a wall of black one-way glass. A man was saying something from behind a podium off to the side of the stage but his words slurred as the room began to spin and the walls began to close in around me.
I wanted to tell the men to let me go, but all that I managed was a moan as I was dragged off stage and placed inside of a large cage. I slumped against the metal walls onto the concrete floor and closed my eyes. I only intended to rest for a few moments but I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, I'm being picked up by a very muscular man with pretty pale green eyes and long curly brown hair. He didn't seem to realize that I was conscious but before I could draw attention to myself, I was already drifting back into a euphoric dream state. I was so exhausted that I didn't fight it and let myself drift off.
