Chapter 6

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I'm not sure what I expected when Lorna cheerfully told me we are going to the dining hall.

But it sure wasn't this…

It sure wasn't two dozen men and women walking around, either very naked or close to it. It wasn't some of them fulfilling someones kink fetishes.

Men and women walking around with fussy eats and ….butt plug tails ...to tight leather that seem to be unbreathable.

And I could tell I was blushing from head to toe. 

The room, compared to the rest of the beautiful mansion, is tacky as hell and old.

"Everything ok, Amelia?" Lorna ask and grabs us a plate. "Or did Lord Lorwind change your name?"

I look at her eyes wide and take the plate. "I'm overwhelmed. Why would he change my name?" 

"Well," she says and walks down the buffet line and starts grabbing some food. "You are his, right? We server and obey and are their loyal pets." She looks down at me and smiles.

"Pets...meaning what…" I ask, quickly following behind her. Grabbing an array of food. 

She turns on her heels and sit at a table. "Pets, meaning exactly what the word pet mean."

"So we are like...dogs to these people here?"

"Yes! But its not bad its lovely really." She smiles at me and starts talking to me like shes a sale women. "We amuse them, and feed them and follow their commands. In return we get protect and-" she giggles and looks down at her food and starts eating.

"So we are like their slaves? We do house work, we wear what they want, and do what they want and bring them food." I hiss, stabbing my fork in a grape and angrily eat it. "What do we live in? The 1800's?"

"Cheer up, you have found a great opportunity! Besides, your first-" 

"Lorna!" We both look up and Alice is leaning on the door way. "Lord Lorwind would like to see you."

She gasp and without hesitation and so much pep, she cleans up her mess. "I'll see you later!" And see was gone.

And I was alone. I sigh and look down at the plate of fruit in front of me. This is so weird….

I need to get to a phone.

I need to speak to David. I wonder if he's looking for me… its been well over 24 hours.

"She's got it bad." I guy says and sits across from me, sandwich in hand. He at least...had his nipples covered. Granted it was just suspenders that are holding up pants. He might be the most clothed person here besides me.

Taking a have from his sandwich he wipes it on his pants and holds it out. "Jonathan. But Kyle calls me Roffus."

I shook his hand. "Amilia. What do you mean she had it bad?"

He rolls his eyes. "The compulsion they use of us makes us horny for then. We are just their little sex toys."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Me? Sleeping with Desmond, pahlease. The guy hates me."

"I wouldn't call him that… by his real name. The other leeches here might have your head. He's a big shot."

I just nod and look down his body feeling sorry. "How long have you been here?"

"Here? Couple years. Was bought from a shit hole that I was at for 8 years. That place was terrible. Lord Lorwind tries to be more accommodating."

"Accommodating?" I scoff. "The master has me on a timer when he will kill me.

"Amilia … that sounds like a blessing for pets in other Clan homes." He takes a big bite and talks with his mouth full. "Me? I wanted to die but Lord Lorwind is kind. So if he is going to kill you, it will be quick."

I can't believe he told me dying is ok. And not to be worried about it… "I don't even understand why….he blames me for causing a house fire years ago."

"What? Your are being charged with that? Holy shit balls."

I couldn't steak fat enough. "Can you tell me about it...i don't know what it and I'm getting no answers."

"Well that night they all mourned… they lost three bloodlines vamps from the Dragomire family. So the head now is some fresh meat drama queen apparently.  She was put in charge cause is whole family was killed." He leans in anger whispers. "Must be why Lord Lorwind want you dead, seeing how he's the rep for that house."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Did you just say vamp...for vampires?" He was silent and I kept laughing. Finally when I stop laughing I saw the seriousness on his face. "The don't exist ...no way."

"You are in for a ride wake up call when you see it."

Jonathan was really nice, all things considered. He made me feel more homely, ish. But I grew anxious…

Not long after that… bit of information was shared, one of Desmond's friends, member, guys thing, came and grabbed my leash, ushering me out.

Getting back to Desmond's room he pushes me toward the seating area and ties me down again. "My Lord," he growls yanking on the collar, the suddenly tightening it, "will be back soon."

And my nameless rude escort left.

Looking around I noticed I was to far to lay on a couch, or chair. I could not reach any of them to bring them closer either.

Guess I'll take the floor….

Sitting down I started to play with the hem of my borrowed pants. They were soft to the touch, but I couldn't tell with the panty hoes under them.

Desmond never left the room so I couldn't get out if the uncomfortable parts of the clothing given to me.

Wrapping my fingers around my collar I tried to find a latch to take it off. I have been docile to long. I need to see if I can get out.

My fingers felt the cold metal of the clasp and I sigh. So I can break free. It's just surviving it is the issue. I don't even know where the exits are...besides the windows in Desmond's room.

I couldn't run through the halls, the would hear me.

I don't even know where to go.

Just wait it out, just till you know your way around.

Yawning I lay down fighting sleep. It's been a well over 24 exhausting hours since I've been kidnapped and i just now starting to feel tired.

Just close your eyes. 

And I did. I was out in seconds.

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