Dinner (GxG)

|Thirst 1|

Ivy

Since of today, I have gotten myself another mistress. Where I thought my first mistress could be cruel, her mate is even more cruel. You see, she has me pinned to the concrete wall with silver nails, dipped into garlic. There's a reason you can use garlic against vampires. We don't generate our own blood. Our bodies kills the blood cells without producing new ones. Which means, our bodies are breaking down constantly. To get some blood flowing through our veins we suck it out of anyone we deem fit. And since garlic helps breaking down the blood cells faster, we tend to avoid to ingest it. Or get in contact with it in any other way. But it's a great way to torture us.

And that's exactly what my other mistress is doing. She has my hands and feet nailed into the wall behind me. I can feel the blood dying in my hands and feet. She has me nailed down like Jesus, except I'm not on a cross and my feet are spread.

My naked body is being whipped with lashes that are not so gentle. They make me cry and bleed. If she keeps this up, I might bleed to death. But that's my other mistress' choice. I'm not sure if I should point it out though, since she has not granted me to speak.

And to be frank, I don't want to die yet. Not because I think my life is a worthy one, but because I can't serve my mistresses if I'm dead.

"Mistress," I murmur. I know she can hear me, because vampires have enhanced abilities to hear. Not as good as werewolves, but better than humans.

"What?!" She snaps.

"I... erm..."

"Out with it!" Is accompanied with a whip lash.

"I might be bleeding to death," I whisper, hoping she didn't hear me, yet hoping she did.

"So?!"

She did hear me. "Afraid to die?!" She's ready to hand out another lash.

"No mistress," I shout. If anything, I'm not afraid of dying. "I might be less useful to you when I'm dead."

This makes her stand down and relax. A perplex expression written on her face. She starts to pace around the room.

My consciousness is beginning to slip.

Shit! I need to keep myself here in order to follow my other mistress' instructions! I need to stay awake!

Fuck!

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Lily

God! Ivy fainted! I administer some of my blood to her and take her down. I carry her up to her own bedroom and put her in bed. As she is still down, my mind starts to scream at me.

What the fuck?! You just almost killed someone!?! Are you crazy?! Do you want to become what you fear?! Do you want to become a ruthless killer, murderer, like your mate?! Do you want to become like Frankie?! Merciless, cold at heart, feared, do you want to become a dictator?! A ruler that oppresses her servants?! And what would Frankie think when you kill her slave?!

"Fuck off!" I scream back. "You fucking know what I've been through! So I will not let myself be hurt by the world I again! I'd rather destroy it than let it destroy me!!!"

A hand on my shoulder creeps the shit out of me and I lash to where the person attached to the hand might've been. With the swing of my arm I automatically turn but find no one there. This time two arms warp themselves around me and I relax instantly.

Frankie!

A soft kiss in my neck makes me shudder, chasing away my anger. That little tease!

"I will be there with you, love," Frankie gently whispers.