Captive

Kayn

A night of tedious polishing, dusting, and scrubbing was how I spent most of the night. I was given a small meal and then it was back to work. The cuts and scrapes made maneuvering very difficult and painful. Any bending or stretching had me reeling from the pain of my wounds. I could always feel them open and start to bleed. Stella went through all the steps of the night. It was easy enough so after a room of her teaching I was able to do rooms without her guidance. After I cleaned the rooms assigned to, I started to head back to the maids room to put away the cleaning kit I held. As I walk in the room I meet Stella's gaze and she smiles.

"Kayn has requested that you clean his room and take care of his meal." She explains as I put the items back on the shelves. "Now when it comes to cleaning his room you have to clean up his supper and escort them back to their chamber. Then clean up any of the blood that is leftover in the room." We start to head out of the room walking to his room.

I stop to look at her with a questioning gaze. "You mean there are people here?"

"Well, I would not really call them people...." she bites her lips. "All they are, food. He feeds on them until they are just barely alive then he has us hook them to life support systems." She continues to walk and I follow. "Honestly, it is hard to describe them, I guess witnessing is the best way to see what I mean."

"Well, I'm not sure if I want to 'witness' anything."

"Well you do not have a choice," she sighs, "and neither do I."

Kayn's door is shut, and some light shines through the cracks of his door. As we get closer I can hear loud moans coming from his room.

"Does he have some vampire lady in there or something?"

She spins to face me. Her finger pressed to her mouth, indicating for me to be quiet. I put my hands up, apologizing. The moans stop and the door swings open revealing Kayn. His lips soaked in blood that dripps down his chin, to his bare chest. His hair tangled and chaotic, his eyes burning with a fiery red that peers at me. It sends haunting chills down my spine. I look to the ground to avoid his hateful gaze. 'Don't look into his eyes unless he speaks to you' Stella's words repeat in my head.

"My lovely pet." I can feel his gaze still on me as I look to the ground. He starts to tap his foot. "Look at me pet." My gaze lifts to him as his emerald eyes peer back at me. "Come clean up my mess, I am done with her." He walks back into his room, I follow and stop at the entrance. He plops onto his bed and starts to lick his bloodied fingers.

I look at the naked girl lying next to him, her long brown hair in a mess sprawled out on the bed. As I get closer I see her mouth is agape and her brown eyes fixated on the ceiling. Blood oozes from the wounds on her slender neck. The blood cakes her scarred neck. Running down her shoulder and onto the bed. Her chest covered in her own blood, nipples peaked and skin littered with goosebumps.

"Hurry up!" His voice startles me, a gasp escapes my lips.

The girl sits up and looks at Kayn. "Please master," she reaches towards him, "more, please!" He swats her away.

"No!" He growls. "If I drink anymore, you will die." he looks at her with a bored stare, "What good would you be to me if you are a dead fucking corpse. Go back to your room and you will wait until the next round of feedings." He snaps his fingers at me. I grab the girl and pull her up off the bed, wincing from the pain of my wounds. Her legs shake as she tries to stand.

"See you can barely stand." He flicks his wrist, shooing us.

I wrap the girl's arm around me so she can put her weight on me, which causes pain to lance through my torso. We walk out of the room. Stella stands there waiting.