Vampire: Stories of days past 2 - Sex Stories

Vampire: Stories of days past 2

... laugh, fitting his new feature. “Relax pup, just pocking fun at you. No need to feel envious, you will grow in time. “Flexing his muscles once again. “Not as big as these of course.” A second roar escaped from his lungs. “Don’t pick on your little brother.” Claudius placed his hand on the muscular shoulder, gently squeezing it’s mass. Tanor was about to say something as Obron entered the large room followed by Sahar and three other slaves carrying platers of various steaming foods. “My Dominus, a feast for your son’s return.” As Sahar placed her plater on the table, Tanor eyed her up and down. “Well, well, well, what have we here? We have a new slave?” Marius was quick to pipe up “Father gave her to me to take care of.” The eldest son didn’t take his eye of Sahar, while rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Did he now? And how does she serve you?” a short chuckle paused his questioning “… does she warm your bed?” A red blush appeared on Mariuss’ cheek “She had her own bed.” The candlelight gave an eerie glow to Tanor’s eye. “Does she now? Isn’t that too much honor for a slave, especially one as new as this one?” Claudius sensed the shifting mood “If he likes to pamper his slave, he can. I didn’t judge the way you handled yours did I?” A slight smile came on Tanor’s lips “I guess you didn’t.” Turning to Marius “Make sure your slave doesn’t get used to much luxury. Dogs often bite the hand which feed them.” An uneasy feeling kept Marius away from his sleep, his brother’s words kept ...

... repeating in his head. Trying to get a comfy position he turned on his other side, like he did before to more time he could count. It was no secret what his brother did to the slaves father gave him. He treated them as new toys till he got bored with them, after he just threw them aside. Which in his case means most of them never lived to serve another master. Father persuaded him to sell the last ones before he left with the legion, but it had been a close call. Finally Marius started to drift away into a shallow sleep, the waking thoughts turning in to a nightmare haunting him. Marius saw Tanor looming over Sahar, bursting in his abnormal muscles. His roaring laugh trembling the ground, rend it into small islands drifting on red hot magma. The island he was on floated away from that of Sahar’s. A scream as her clothes where ripped of her body by Tanor’s enormous hands. The sounds of her pleading got lauder and lauder with every second. With a shock Marius woke up to muffled sounds of deep moaning. Quickly making sure he was not surrounded by magma, he jumped out of bed. Still disoriented from his sleep, he tried to pinpoint where the sounds where coming from, a second shock went through him as he noticed the origin was the slave’s quarters. As he got closer to the door separating the main villa from where Obron and Sahar slept, he heard a girl softly cry and plead for someone to stop. Marius started running, only to be stopped in his tracks by what he saw as soon he entered ...