Enslaved by a Vampire

Chapter 1

Lord Kightguard POV
David dropped about four files in front of me, on my desk. "Your mother sent these over, she says you must choose one of these girls."

   I glanced down. "Ok, thank you."

With that said, David walked out and shut my office door behind him. I looked through the files from the pet shop.

My mother has been insisting that I get a pet for a while now. I've never been the type to get a pet, because of reasons, but I'll get one to satisfy my mother.

After looking at the first three, I became rather uninterested in the files, all the girls seemed boring and they were only mildly pretty. I'm the kind of guy that likes his pets feisty and maybe not a certain gender.

Just as I was about to give up, a blue haired, green eyed girl caught my eye. Hmm, she looks nice enough, I thought to myself.

I opened her file to see many pictures of this girl in purple lingerie. I studied them intently, she was quite the looker. I pushed the pictures aside after I finished studying her thin form. I pulled out the documents that would tell me about her.

"So her name is Naomi, it seems like she doesn't have a last name." I thought out loud. "Blood type O negative," I began to read the rest.

   That's a very rare blood type, people will be bidding like crazy for this girl. "She is 5'3 tall, she weighs 104 pounds, and she is 17 years old." She's rather young.

   "Naomi has a very fiery temper that she has yet to control, she will need some work but with the right training, she could be the perfect pet,"
Very interesting, I just might like this girl.

   "David," I called out. A few seconds later the tall brown haired and blue eyed male walked in to my office.

"Yes, my Lord?" He asked. "I want this girl." I tossed the file at him. David looked at me strangely. "We leave in the morning for the auction." David nodded and again, walked out of the room.

   I looked at the picture of Naomi that I had taken from the file. She looks good in purple, I thought, smiling. I'll definitely tease her about these weird pictures.

Naomi POV
   The pet shop owner shoved me into my cell after another unsuccessful day of trying to sell me.

   "You don't have to push me!" I yelled through the bars.

"Watch er' mouth before you get nother' whipping!" He growled out. I shuddered at the thought of the slashes running across my back. The type you get when you're repulsed by something but still love it.

   "Ers' another auction tomorrow, ers' gonna be lots of important people er', don't make a fool out of me."

"You do that all by yourself, you ungrateful twit!" I growled back. "That's it!" He roared.

    The pet shop owner ripped open the cell door and dragged me out.

   "I've ad' enough with this stupid fucking attitude you ve' it's the reason nobody wants to buy you!"

    I rolled my eyes. "You're such a bitch, if you were nicer maybe I wouldn't be so mean." He shoved me into a room and grabbed his whip.

   "Shut the fuck up and take off your shirt." I pulled off my shirt slowly, tauntingly.

    "You know this won't do anything to me, I rather enjoy it actually." I smiled sadisticly. The owner growled out a few illegible words. I laughed as the whip cracked over my back.

   He began to hit harder the more I laughed. After about ten minutes he stopped. I smiled at the feeling of blood running down my back. The owner pushed me onto the floor, obviously still mad.

    "Get dressed you slut." He spoke with that weird accent he has. I stood and did as I was told while smirking. The owner lead me to my cell, shut the door, and stalked off.

   "Naomi, are you alright?" The girl in the cell across from me asked.

    "Yeah, I'm fine, Olivia." "This is the 6th time this month! You should learn to control your mouth." Olivia replied.

    I ignored her and tore my shirt off. I sighed in relief. I drifted off to sleep not long after.