Slave to the Damned

When the Vampire King, Killian , saves Zaria Meadow's life, she is indebted to him and must become his personal slave indefinitely. She must run errands, clean and sexual favors? Torren, her boyfriend, comes to visit her everyday, for that is her only privilege. But as Killian grows more fond of his new slave, she is to see her beloved less and less until the visits cease. When Zaria successfully escapes, weird things begin to happen to her and she finds herself between fangs and a hard place.

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1. One

"I can't believe I'm just now getting home." Zaria groaned as she threw her purse on the floor and walked into her bathroom. She washed off her make-up and got comfortable in her bed. She lived alone, but hopefully not for long.

Zaria woke to sweet smells flowing from her kitchen. She sat up and yawned looking around confused. "Torren?" she called out.

"Yeah?" He responded.

"Nothing, just making sure it was you."

"Why? Do you have other men coming here in the afternoon that I don't know about?" He walked out of the kitchen and into her bedroom and plopped down into her King sized bed, wearing nothing but sweatpants.

"Oh no, you figured me out." She smiled as she planted a kiss right on his lips. "How long has it been..." She whispered.

"Too long..." He sat up and began to kiss her deeply. She bit her lip, sensitive to his touch. He got under the blanket with her and continued to kiss her. Moving slowly down to her neck, then her chest...her breasts. "You fell asleep in your shirt again I see. I told you to stop doing that, or you wont have any shirts left."

"Can't you just unbutton it like a normal person." She smiled.

"Where's the fun in that." He moved only inches away from her. "Take it off..." He said seductively. She began to unbutton her shirt. "Ah-ah-ah...slowly, and look at me." Her face went hot as she stared at him as he watched her unbutton the shirt. He leaned in toward her chest once more and kissed it slowly. She slid her fingers through his hair as he smoothly rubbed her outer thigh. He circled his tongue around her nipple enjoying her grip on the nape of his neck, feeling her body stiffen from each movement. He fondled the other breast, rotating his finger around her nipple as he squeezed. Zaria's breasts had always been the most sensitive part of her body and Torren loved to use that to his advantage. She bit her lip and moaned softly, begging him to keep going. She slid her fingers threw front of her hair letting them get trapped in her kinky curls. 

"Oh god, Torren..." she moaned. "You're...oh god I'm going to cum..." That's when he stopped and sat up to look at her. Her body language said it all, grabbing the sheets, legs wide open, dazed yet solid look. She wanted him BAD. He leaned in toward her inner thigh and kissed it lightly. Brushing his lips against them feeling her jolt the closer he got to her wetness. He slowly pulled off her panties and tossed them to the side. Torren kissed right below her navel, tracing his lips down to her clit. Just as he was about to devour her, her phone rang. They both looked at it then at each other.

"Don't answer it." He said as he went back to continue. Zaria looked at the caller I.D. 

"I have to baby, it's my boss." 

"Fine, answer, but I'm not stopping."

"But, what if-"

"You'll just have to be quiet." He smirked devilishly and waited for her to answer the phone.

"Hello?" She answered, and he began.

"Yes, Zaria?"

"Yes....Donahue." She grabbed Torrens hair and he moved his tongue faster. She tried to breathe evenly and focus on the conversation and not the pleasure.

"You're going to have to come in an hour earlier today, a very special friend of mine coming, and we need to set up."

"So wouldn't they...be in the V.I.P section~" She covered her mouth and let her moans muffle into her hand as she held the phone away from her mouth, and put him on speaker.

"Umm, yes...well, he rented the entire club for the night, so we have to set it up to his expectations. There are certain decorations he requires, I already went out and got them so all we have to do is set up."

"Okay, sure, no problem~" She didn't care anymore. "I'll see you at seven thirty...fuck~"  Donahue cleared his throat and spoke.

"A-alright, okay, bye." He hung up afraid of what her farewell might sound like. Her body began to twitch and pull away, but he wouldn't allow it. Torren pulled her body closer and wrapped her legs around his head. She moaned, gripping the sheets tightly, breathing heavily as she was close to her climax. 

"Oh god, oh fuck, I'm about to....ahhh~" She came hard and allowed the sensation of release to flow through her. He crawled up to her face and began to kiss her. Zaria's body was now more sensitive, the sensation of his lips touching hers caused her to moan uncontrollably. 

"Do you want me to keep going?" He whispered in her ear.

"Yes." She begged. "Please...I need you inside me. I can't take it." He slid down his sweats and slid his rock hard cock against her clit, forcing her to dig her nails into his back. Torren put the head in slowly and began to tease her, while teasing himself as well. He went in deeper listening to her body thirst for him. He took his time moving back and forth. When he lifted her legs above his shoulders they shook.

"I barely started..." He bit his lip and started moving faster at a steady pace. 

"Harder...please..harder." He did as she commanded and slammed into her hard and deep, listening to her moan with each thrust. As he was closer to his release he began to move faster. Torren pushed one leg down and took hold of the other, thrusting into her faster and faster until cums inside her. His grip on her tightens as he is still deep inside. He finally exhales and rolls over beside her. They're both out of breath, looking at each other with grins from ear to ear. "You're trying to make me go back to sleep aren't you?" 

"I'm not done yet." Torren smirked and rolled her on top of him.

 

After two hours have went by they both walked into the kitchen and looked at the cold meal Torren had made. 

"I'm so surprised I can walk right now...well...barely." Zaria kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom. "Babe, what time is it?" 

"Four thirty."

"Oh..." She was surprised at how much time she had. "How about we eat shower and then take a nap together, it's been so long..." She walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

"Of course." He smiled delighted. 

They ate, cleaned up their mess, showered and climbed into bed with one another. 

"So how has work been?" Zaria nuzzled his chest relaxing herself. 

"It's still amazing, who would have thought two years after high school I would own a restaurant." Torren lightly and slowly grazed his fingers over her arm and shoulder repeatedly. "I'm so glad I met you in that place. I don't know how I would have made it without you."

"I'm pretty sure you would have been fine, all the girls loved you and the guys wanted to BE you."

"Yeah, but, popularity was so empty, no one knew I loved cooking or anything else I liked to really do."

"I have to say, everyone was shocked when they saw us together. A black goth and a white jock hooking up, nope. That still seems odd to me. But I'm just glad it wasn't that T.V drama bullshit where everyone tries to break us up or the girls try to attack me or some nonsense."

"Well, there are SOME places like that."

"Oh I know. Just because it's not happening to me doesn't mean it's not happening to someone else. I'm just glad it didn't happen to us." She sat up and looked at him. "In retrospect, I'm REALLY glad you hit me with that football. Granted, I wish it wasn't my face, but, happy none the less."

"I'm glad to." He pulled her in for a kiss and she submit. "I love you..." He whispered.

"I love you too.." She replied.

 

Zaria woke up and forced herself to look at the clock. 

"Shit." She groaned and plopped back in the bed. "Shiiit. I don't want to get up."

"Go to work." Torren mumbled. She picked up her phone and saw a Text from her boss. It read;

"We have a lot more help than I thought we would. Just come in at ten." 

"I HAVE TO GO IN AT TEN, I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP." She cuddled with her boyfriend and tried to go back to sleep. 

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