The Other Home

Chapter 3

Spike

The sound of chains rattling greeted me as I walked into the dungeon. I closed the heavy wooden door and turned. My steps were intentionally slow in order to hype up my prisoner's anticipation. There he was, his hands legs and neck chained up, preventing any possible way of escape. His crystal green eyes opened and looked at me, watching me. Fear leaked out of him filling the cell. The feeling of it was amazing! If I would have known SpiritLan was still hiding rare shapeshifters like Aquarius, then I probably wouldn't have been so quick to attack. But what's done is done. Lucky me, to just stumble upon him. I seen him with his monk friend, when I attacked SpiritLan, and I knew I needed to capture him. When young I learned about these air type shapeshifter, they harvest much energy within their DNA, basically making them candy for vampires. With their power, I become pretty much invincible. I smiled at the weakness written on his face, I could tell his will to fight was slowly but surely draining out of him. His white hair with golden streaks hung loosely over his face. "Breakfast time." I sang as I reached his side, shaking the chains.

"Let me go!" He begged through gritted teeth.

I shook my head, "Now you know I can't do that." I kissed the top of his head. He jerked away. A guard walked in carrying a tray of breakfast treats as he struggled with his chains. "You can leave that there." I pointed to an empty stool glaring at the guard "By the way, did I not tell yous to drop off his breakfast first!!? How incompetent, now my time here will be prolonged." I glanced back at Aquarius and winked as he glared at me.

"I'm sorry master." The org grumbled as he placed down the tray and limped out shutting the heavy door behind him.

I walked over to the tray that was carrying tea, fresh fruits, oatmeal, and tea cakes. "I chose a special breakfast for you, not any of that slimy stuff." I looked back as he stared at me with such hatred, "You see how well I treat you." I informed him using my hand to display the beautifully arranged tray

"Let me go, I refuse to eat any food from such a wicked person." He spits.

I went for the tray and picked up a piece of scone and walked over to him. I tapped his lips with it softly but he turned his head away. I frowned slightly, "Won't you let me take care of you?"

"I'm not your pet." He said through gritted teeth

"No!?" I growled, his stubbornness was a tad annoying but yet a turn on as well, "Right now you are my captive," I slid the scone down is neck trailing down unto his chest, "My slave, my prisoner." At this his face seemed to crumble. "You can be mine. And I will take care of you, never let anyone hurt you." I continued.

"You just want to use me" He sighed, "I'd rather die than be used by you."

I smirked, " Then I better use you as much as I can before you die." I gripped his chin forcing him to face me. I kissed his soft lips feeling the electric charge of his power enticing me. I licked my lips and smiled, " Now you can eat your breakfast, nourishing your body so that I can get what I want through your blood. Or we can repeat the other day and Ill get your power another way." He stared at me as if on the verge of tears, so beautiful I thought. His body began to tremble as he opened his mouth ready to willingly eat the scone. His submission just made my thirst for him stronger. I dropped the scone and instantly shoved my two fingers into his mouth forcing it open wider, taking in the wetness and warmth, pushing towards the back of his throat. Immediately he started to gag as his body shook trying to pull away from my hand. I stopped and stood back as he gagged and coughed. "Too bad, you're already too late." I grinned. I reached forward and grabbed his hips, "I'm going to enjoy this so much." I dropped down to my knees, " I don't get on my knees for anyone," I looked up at him, " So don't forget to struggle for me."