Blood in my veins (Damon x Reader)

Chapter 7

~~~~~~~~~!WARING! this chapter contains some gore, it is technically your background but I'll try to continue the story without you having to read that part so yeah!~~~~~~~~~~~

I gave Damon a warning glare and he looked at Stefan, pleading for help with his eyes. I all the sudden felt a burst of confidence spread through my veins and I grabbed Damon's jaw with my pointer finger and thumb, forcing his eyes on me.

"Don't make me forget" I said through my gritted teeth. Damon suddenly masks his emotion of worry with a look of frustration and dominance. Before I knew what was happening I was trapped with the grimy wall behind me and Damon very close in front of me, his arms on either side touching the wall so I couldn't escape.

"Don't you ever tell me what to do you hear me! I won't make you forget if you don't want but we have to make a deal ok." The first part he screamed in my face but as he transitioned to his next sentence he whispered seductively in my ear. I shuddered from his hot breath in my ear and I went weak in the knees at his husky voice, luckily I kept standing.

"Wh-what would the d-deal be?" I stuttered. 'Geez Y/N, I know that we are nervous but at least try not to show it!' I thought to myself.

"If you were to be stubborn and naive and not forget, you would have to come with me and Stefan and live with us, never contacting your family again" he whispered in the same tone, this time it did make my knees give out and I was falling slowly, Damon pressed his hand in the middle of my chest and held me up. What should I do...I love my family their so kind and sweet and amazing! I glanced outside while thinking only to find a slight snowfall has begun. This reminded me of.....Christmas.

-----FlashBack-----

"Ms. Bolton, I'm tired may I go to sleep for a little while?" 10 year old me asked barely above a whisper.

"I told you never to ask me stupid questions Y/N!" Ms. Bolton (the caretaker in charge at the orphanage) screamed.

"But I-" I started to protest that I was exhausted but stopped as one of my french braids was ripped up in my caretakers hand. I was in some serious trouble now.

We arrived at a cold stone room with some weird copper stains everywhere. Ms. Bolton was undoing hooks and clasps while I just stood quietly. I've heard other girls talking about this place but I never get in trouble so I've never been here before.

"Now, Y/N lay right here on your stomach" I obeyed and laid on the cool metal table.

"Now, Y/N place your head right in here" Ms. Bolton pointed to a hole in the table above my head. I scooted up on the table and stuck my face in the hole so I was staring at the floor but the back of my head was above the table.

"Good girl, now I need you to just relax and lay there Y/N, stay calm, nothing bad will happen to you" Ms. Bolton calmly whisper in my ear, I closed my eyes listening to her voice. Then I felt a hand pulling down the zipper of my dress as it was pulled off leaving me in my underwear. The table was freezing so I shivered a bit but tried to remain calm. Then I felt straps made of something being pulled over my legs and my neck.

" I f-feel uncomfortable with th-this" I stuttered trying to get up but I soon realized I was strapped to the table. I started to freak out and then shivered as Ms. Bolton's cool fingers stroked from the top of my head to the small of my back. I seemed to be calming down. Ms. Bolton's face suddenly appeared under the table in front of mine and she smiled putting some huge knot of leather with 2 strings attached to each side, she brought the strings up to the top surface of the table and tied them to something up there. I was now lightly gagging on the leather when I heard a small snap of rubber resembling someone putting on a doctor glove. When I felt the sterile glove touch my skin I jumped a bit at the new feeling.