Vampires Will Hurt You A Lot (Frerard)

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This has a lot of gore in it and I'm not sorry.

"I'm telling you, it ain't me!" The man shouts. I press the gun further into his cheek. "Who is it then?" The man scoffs. "Like I'd tell you. You'll never find him, just accept it, you've been cheated." I bring the gun down heavily on the man's skull, knocking him out cold. Gerard prefers his meals alive first.

I hoist the man up, throwing him over my shoulder and making my way to my dark corvette, parked in the shadow of the small alleyway. Animals come back here all the time, scavenging for food and knocking over trash cans. People will probably think animals got into the trash again, disguising the loud noise he made.

I throw the unconscious man into the trunk wrapping a towel around his head so blood doesn't get in my car. As I pull out of the alleyway, I think back to what an accomplice had told me a while back. The man who had cheated me, refused to give me the money for doing his dirty work, was still in the city. The man I had just knocked out was working for him, and I kidnapped him thinking he was the one who was holding my money hostage. I don't expect my cheater to hold the money himself. I obviously misjudged who was responsible. I sigh once again, desperate to be back home to my sweet little Gerard.

My house is in a very secluded part of the city, surrounded by thick trees and vast gardens. It's more of a mansion, to be honest, with many more rooms than I probably need, maids and gardeners and servants; all who are completely aware of my profession. I park close to the large oak door, calling two of my servants to help me unload the body. They carry him down to the cellar, ridding him of his clothes and cleaning the indention I made in his skull. Gerard's meal must be in perfect condition. He only deserves perfection.

I make my way upstairs, towards the west wing, where our... playroom resides at the end of the corridor. Opening the door, I grin when I see exactly what I expected. Gerard is still tied up and spread out across the silky sheets of the maroon bed, a ball gag tied around his face, his sharp canines digging into it slightly, a blindfold over his eyes. Nipple clamps are secured tightly on his nipples, the vibrator still buzzes inside him, and the cock ring around his dick prevents him from getting the release he needs. His body is covered in a sheen of sweat, his face is red and he wiggles desperately, craving some form of unpainful pleasure. He whimpers when he hears the door squeak open. I lean down next to him, breath ghosting over his ears.

"I got you a little treat for being so good for me," I say quietly. "I'm sorry I haven't been feeding you recently. Unfortunately he's not currently conscious, but we can change that. I'm sure you won't complain about anything I give you." Reaching down I grab his cock and he moans loudly through the gag, bucking into my hand. I stroke him slowly continuing to speak softly in his ear.

"Do you want me to take off the cock ring? Do you think you deserve to cum?" He nods frantically, breaths coming out in little gasps. I unclip the ball gag, letting it fall out of his mouth. "Please daddy, please let me cum, I've been so good, I've been here for hours, please I need it," he begs, tears beginning to soak through the blindfold. I chuckle softly, lifting the blindfold off his face, his beautiful hazel eyes wet with tears and clouded with lust and pleasure. I place my fingers on the cock ring, halting my movements on his dick. I toy with it, acting like I'll pull it off and then stopping, leaving Gerard huffing in frustration. Finally I slip it off in one swift movement, immediately wrapping my fingers around his shaft and jerking him off quickly. Within seconds he was cumming in thick ropes all over his pale tummy, moaning obscenely loudly. His body trembled from the force, his mind stuck in a euphoric high as he came down from his climax. "T-take it out!" he yells, referring to the vibrator still well up his asshole. I switch off the vibrations and he sighs in relief, the sigh turning into a soft whimper as I pull it out. I lean down to capture Gerard's lips in a lustful kiss, grinding my own erection down on his thigh.

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