the auction

chapter 5

Chapter 5

The following morning, Danny stirred at the smell of crisp bacon and waffles in the air. The smell of food was enticing and motivating him to wake up. Did his mom bring breakfast to his room? Why? Oh, it must be a weekend. He stretched his body, ready to get off from his unusually comfy and spacious bed to have some of that delicious smelling food. That was when he noticed his arms were feeling a bit cramped and something was squeezing his wrists that felt metallic…almost like handcuffs.

His eyes snapped opened and reality crashed down on him like a bucket of ice cold water. He was still in Vlad's bedroom, sleeping on the man's bed with his hands cuffed to the headboard. That's when he noticed Vlad standing beside the bed with a hand hovering inches over his arm. "Ah, Daniel, you're finally awake." He smirked down at the teen. "I was just about to wake you." He reached for the cuffs and pulled out a key. Unlocking the cuffs, he spun them into his hands and placed them into his pocket. "Come along, pet. I have breakfast ready."

With an annoyed glare at the man's backside, Danny climbed off the bed and followed him to the dining room. He really hated Vlad. I mean really hated him. Of all the things Vlad could have done to him, enslavement was the lowest and cruelest. What did he expect out of this? That he was just going to blindly follow his orders forever and be his evil apprentice? Unfortunately, if Vlad really wanted that, all he had to do was press the blue button and he would no longer have a say in the matter. The best he could do now is follow the man's stupid orders until he was rescued or somehow manage to break out of the collar. He could try getting the remote but Vlad kept it on his person at all times.

Walking into the dining room, Danny noticed two plates on the table, but only one chair. Where did Vlad expect him to … No. No, no, no, no! He couldn't think that … he wouldn't … ? No, Vlad wouldn't go that far, right? He wouldn't humiliate Danny like this, would he?

Vlad walked to the single seat on the table and sat down. "Daniel," Vlad called in a sing-song voice, "Come here." He pointed to the spot on the floor right beside him.

Danny stubbornly shook his head. "No! What the hell's wrong with you? I'm not sitting on the floor!" he protested, glaring vehemently at the pompous jerk.

"You won't be sitting on the floor." Vlad responded coolly.

"No?" the teen looked skeptical. If he wasn't going to sit on the floor then where was he going to sit? Glancing around the room, he didn't see a cage anywhere so at least there wasn't that option.

"No." Vlad replied, staring at Danny's eyes with an intensity that made the teen shudder. "You will be kneeling beside me. It's the only way I can hand feed you without disturbing my back."

Eyes widening in panic and disbelief, Danny took a step back. His instincts were screaming at him to run. His body had reached flight or fight mode and flight seemed like a significantly great option right now, no matter how much he wanted to beat the man into submission. "No fucking way, fruit loop! I'm not doing that! I rather starve!"

The man sighed. "Daniel," he called warningly. "I gave you an order. It's not nice to disobey your Master. Now come here and kneel or you'll be punished."

"I'll take on your punishment."

Eyes narrowed in annoyance, Vlad stood up and walked over to the teen. Danny could feel his confidence leaving as his stomach sank to his feet. Fear began to make him shake as Vlad took another step closer to him. When he was right in front of Danny, the young halfa could see the anger and annoyance swimming in those narrowed blue eyes. Swallowing, Danny tried not to express his fears but unfortunately, he wasn't that good at hiding his emotions. When Vlad began to raise his hand, Danny closed his eyes and waited for the upcoming blow.

It never came. Instead, he felt his chin being yanked up and lips suddenly press onto his. Snapping his eyes opened, he saw Vlad had his eyes closed and was giving him a bruising kiss. It wasn't enjoyable in any sense of the way. It was rough and the man forcibly shoved his tongue between his teeth before he could stop him. The teen immediately placed his hands on the man's chest and tried to shove him off but Vlad wouldn't budge. Vlad mercilessly continued to kiss him roughly, ignoring the whimpers of protest coming from the young halfa. Danny really thought about clamping his teeth down onto Vlad's tongue, but he something stopped him. He wasn't sure what.

It became worse as Vlad's hand slipped underneath his shirt and began to touch his skin. Danny shook his head in protest but the older hybrid ignored it. He could feel his lungs burning in need of oxygen and tried to pull away but Vlad gripped the back of his hair and forced him to stay in place. Oh god, this was not what he wanted. He didn't think Vlad meant this as a form of punishment. Tears prickled in his eyes as he tried to break away from the man. As Vlad's roaming hand made its way down to his pants, the teen mustered enough strength to yank away from the kiss.

"No, please, stop! Stop! I'll do whatever you want! Just stop!" he pleaded shamefully, tears now streaming down his cheeks. Vlad slowly pulled back and gazed at the saddened and fearful blue eyes. With a cruel smirk, he removed his hand from the back of the head he had been gripping and used it to cup the lightly tanned cheek.

"Are you sure? Because I find this much more delightful," he purred, swiping his tongue along the bottom of Danny's lip.

Danny cringed as his stomach twisted in knots. "Vlad, please! Just…Just stop it!"

"Are you going to be a good boy and listen to your master?" His teasing tone didn't help Danny feel any better.

Clenching his teeth but knowing if he didn't respond, Vlad would just continue his assault, he replied, "Yes."

"Say it." Vlad commanded. "Say, 'Yes Master, I'll be a good boy.'."

Defiance burned within him and Danny tried to not just spit on the man's face and make a run for it. His shoulders went lax as he realized there was nothing he could do. He wished he could punch the man in the face to get rid of that smug look. "Y-Yes…Master…I'll…" feeling sick, Danny hurriedly finished what he needed to say. "be a good boy." He almost gagged. Bile gathered in his throat and he swallowed it back down.

"Good." Vlad praised, ruffling the teen's hair affectionately. "Now, go to your spot, pet." Scowling, Danny followed Vlad to the seat and reluctantly kneeled beside the man. Vlad looked immensely pleased. "Place your hands behind your back and keep them there."

Sighing, Danny did what he was commanded of. Vlad went back to his plate and began to eat his breakfast. Danny's stomach growled as he smelled the food on the table. It didn't help that he could see Vlad putting a fork of sausage or eggs into his mouth. He swallowed dryly, wishing he could have a bite… although now that Vlad was picking up a piece of bacon with his hand and placing it in front of the teen's lips, food didn't seem so appealing anymore. Did Vlad seriously expect him to just eat it off his hand? Apparently he did.

"No." Danny protested with a glare. "Use a fork…please?" He added the please hoping it would convince the man to change his mind.

No luck. "Open up, pet."

Face red with anger and humiliation, Danny reluctantly opened his mouth. Vlad slipped in the piece of bacon. As Danny chewed, he could see the man watching him with greedy eyes. It made him feel uncomfortable. He swallowed the bacon and damn it, he felt even more hungry. The piece had been really good. He just wished he wouldn't have to eat it from the man's hand. Yet, that was exactly what Vlad wanted. He hand fed Danny bacon, waffle, sausage, even the scrambled eggs and toast. It felt like hours to Danny to finish his plate. When he finally finished it, he felt thirsty. He was relieved to see the glass of orange juice and that there was no way Vlad could put his fingers on his lips or in his mouth again like he'd been doing. However, what Vlad was about to do was much worse.

He took a swig of the orange juice but didn't swallow. Instead, he kept it in his mouth and lifted Danny's chin. Danny realized with dread what Vlad wanted to do and he shook his head in protest. It was too late. The man pressed his lips against his and forcibly parted the teen's lips with his tongue. Disgust coursed through him as he felt the cool liquid go down his tongue and throat, forcing him to swallow. Vlad pulled back with a satisfied smirk. The teen glared balefully at him, his cheeks flushed red and a sneer on his lips. The older half ghost didn't seem to mind it.

After all, there was still the rest of the day to get through.