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I woke up the next morning more refreshed. I was actually surprised I found my sleepwear Damon made me wear comfortable. It was a red, Luna lace, chemise and g-string set with push up, underwired cups with a scalloped, lace hem. Trust him to choose something that not only was short and revealing, but also made me look like a hooker.

My stomach grumbled so I decided to go to the kitchen area to find something to eat. I walked down the stairs and to the dining room, turning the guards heads as I walked past which caused me to blush. As I entered the dining room, a servant saw me and quickly disappeared into the kitchen before coming back out with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes, drizzled in maple syrup. Mmm my favourite.

“Master Damon instructed me to make you this for breakfast.”

“Thank you very much.” I smiled sitting down in one of the seats.

With that said, I was left alone to eat my delicious breakfast. After I had eaten, someone came and cleared up my plate before leaving me alone again. I got up and decided on what I’m going to be doing today. Maybe I could try and play some tennis in the tennis court perhaps?

“There you are pet.” Damon’s voice boomed through the empty dining room making me jump. “You really do look sexy in that. I made a good choice choosing this one.”

“You could have gone for something longer.” I huffed.

“I could, but you’re my pet so it’s my choice at the end of the day. Now have you eaten?”

“Yes I have. It’s kind of weird though.”

“What is pet?”

“The fact that I keep getting things that are my favourite. How would you know any of that?”

“It was in your file. Your parents informed the pet shop of all the things you like for your master to know.”

“Why does everyone say my parents did this?” I said getting annoyed.

“Because maybe your parents did really sell you to the pet shop. Deny it all you want but I think you know it’s the truth.”


“Don’t get grumpy, it makes you harder to control.”

“Maybe that’s because I don’t want to be controlled.”

“Well you ought to want to be…For you own sake.”


“Pet sit down on the table now.”

“No. Why would I do that?”

“Sit down on the table now.”

“Why? I did nothing wrong.” I protested.

“I told you to watch your language.”

“I’m sorry for expressing my opinion.”

“Get on the table now or no food and drink for two days.”

“Fine.” I sighed sitting on the table, my legs swaying slightly.

“Good now I want to ask you some questions.”

“Okay.” I said slowly.

Why would he ask me to sit on the table to ask me questions? There had to be more to it. I tried to close my legs remembering what Joe warned me but was too slow as Damon moved in between my legs, looking down at me. Damn it.

“Not this time kitty cat.” He smirked. “Now for your questions. I want you to answer honestly or you will be punished. Got it?”

“Yes.” I sighed.

“Good. Now I already know that you’re a virgin but how much of one. Have you ever been kissed?”

“By my parents? Sure.” I replied smirking knowing full well what he really meant.

Who said I can’t have some fun myself whilst answering his questions?

“You know what I mean.” He said irritated.

“I know.” I grinned. “And to answer your question, yes I have been kissed. Quite a few times actually.”

“Have you ever made out with anyone?”

“Yes. Now why are you asking me these questions?”

“I’m the one asking the questions here not you. Now moving on. Have you ever had an orgasm?”

“WHAT?!” I gasped in shock.

“Just answer the question.”

“What kind of a question even is that?”

“Just answer it before I lose my patience.”

“I think so.” I said slowly.

“That is a no then. Hmm that’s interesting and comes in very handy at the moment.” He smirked starting to stroke my inner thighs causing me to gasp.

Damn it. Why did I have to sit down with my legs open? Now I’m vulnerable and have nowhere to go.

“Have you or anyone else ever touched down there?”

“Never!” I gasped in shock and anger. “I can’t even touch myself down there let alone let someone else do it!”


“I’m not lying.”

“About not being able to touch yourself or let anyone else do it yes, but someone has touched you down there. So who?”

“I don’t remember. My memories are fuzzy.”

“Mmm interesting. So why can’t you touch yourself then?

“I…I…I don’t know. I just can’t.”

“Well do you like this?” He asked.

Before I could ask what he meant, I felt his fingers started to rub my clitoris through my panties.

“Mmm.” I moaned, starting to grind against his fingers.

I may not be able to touch myself down there but I did like Damon doing I wanted more than his fingers there, I wanted to feel something else in that area.

“I haven’t heard the sound of a virgin moaning in a long time.” He growled, eyes glowing red with lust.

His fingers picked up speed, rubbing my sensitive and now throbbing bud.

I needed release. My legs jolted slightly as a loud moan escaped my lips. I was close. I don’t know what I was close to but I could feel something building up in my core.

“Are you close?”

“YES!” I moaned, rocking faster against his fingers.

Just as I could feel the pleasure of release and have probably the best feeling in my life, he pulled his fingers away. I instantly whimpered and grabbed for his hand to put it back down there. He just pulled his hand away from me tutting.

“Someone has an eager beaver.” He chuckled.

“Please.” I begged.

“Beg me better. You know how to.”

I knew what I had to do. I had to call him Master. Was it worth it? Yes as all I want is to feel that amazing sensation again instead of this pain.

“Please…Master. Please finish me off.”

“I told you one day you would let your guard down and call me that. All it took was some seduction and heavy petting.”

“Please.” I begged as my core was throbbing for his touch again.

“Although I do love to hear you beg for me to make you c*m and to hear you moan out for me, I will never give you that satisfaction.”

“What?” I gasped in shock.

This wasn’t happening I called him Master. I did what he wanted.

“Pet. You’re here for my entertainment and pleasure only. You can’t touch yourself anyway so you won’t be able to pleasure or finish yourself off.”

I reached down to touch myself but just couldn’t do it. Damn he was right. Asshole.

“Please. I beg you. It hurts.”

“No. Good bye pet.”

He walked out the room leaving me speechless and frustrated. Damon had just left me high and dry for his own amusement and just to torture me because of my bad language. F**king d**kwad p**sy tease! After three painful hours, the throbbing had ceased and I could walk around properly. Why was he such an asshole? Surely he does have a soft side to him. He can’t all be evil and cruel and just down right mean.

I needed to distract myself so I didn’t do something I regret and get spanked again. I know, I will explore this huge house. I decided to go to the living room first to get a proper look at the room. It was cosy with a fireplace, couches and some bookcases with books ranging from older to newer. I noticed some classic books and oh my gosh was that 50 Shades Of Grey?!

“Up to no good I see.” A soft voice chuckled.

I turned around to see Vicky, my head maid or whatever Damon said she was.

“Why would he have 50 Shades Of Grey here?”

“I like to think of it as their family history?”


“Damon Gray…Christian Grey…They practically have the same last name.” She chuckled.

“He is definitely Christian, minus the side of having a heart.” I agreed. “But seriously, why have it?”

“I think Candice left it here the last time she visited.”

“When was that?” I asked curiously.

“A couple of days before he bought you.”

“Hmm okay.” I smiled.

“Why are you smiling?”

“No reason. Just curious as he knows she fornicates with humans yet he will still sleep with her.”

“He doesn’t sleep with her. At least that’s what I’ve heard.”

“What else have you heard?”


“You have to tell me now you have said that.” I protested.

“Fine but you didn’t hear it from me…Damon never sleeps with Candice, he just lets her suck him off and he will you know, eat her out. She goes around saying she slept with him to get her reputation up but it’s not true.”

“So it’s only oral sex?”

“Yes but word is he doesn’t like it.”

“He doesn’t?. Why?”

“I don’t know. Even if I did, I have said too much. Just don’t go around talking to anyone else about this as they might tell Master Damon you’re snooping around asking questions.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Enjoy the rest of the day and if you need me, give me a call.”

“I will. Bye Vicky.”

After she was gone, I kept thinking about what she said. From what I know about Damon so far, he doesn’t do anything he doesn’t like. Why would he continue to eat Candice out if he doesn’t like it? I shook the thoughts from my mind and continued to explore the house. I came to a door and opened it to find Damon sitting behind a desk in what must be his study. Study? Shit. Samantha told me to never go in here unless he calls for me. I went to shut the door when he stopped me.

“What are you doing here pet?” He asked.

“I’m sorry.” I panicked. “I completely forgot this is your study.

“Since you’re here, you might as well come on over. Shut the door behind you.”

I walked into the room and shut it behind me. He motioned for me to come over to him so I did.

“Sit.” He commanded, motioning to the desk.

I cautiously sat on the end of the desk, remembering to keep my legs shut. I really didn’t want a repeat of this morning.

“What were you even doing wondering around in the first place?” He asked, leaning back in his chair slightly.

“I was only exploring.”

“Exploring? Why on Earth would you want to do that?”

“I had nothing to do and was bored.”

“You were bored? Well I can think of some things that we can do.” He smirked.


“No? Why not?”

“Because you’re evil and cruel.” I frowned.

“Didn’t you like what I did to you earlier?”

“Only until a certain point.”

“And what point was that?”

“When you were a d**k and left me high and dry.”

“I didn’t feel like giving you a feeling of release so I didn’t.”

“Yet you eat Candice out when you don’t like to eat people out.” I spat back.

“Now where did you hear that pet?” He growled, immediately standing in front of me.

“People talk.”

“What people?”

“It’s a secret?” I smirked.

“Tell me.”

“Only if you tell me why you do it?”

“Do what?”

“You know, eat people out if you don’t like it.”

“I do it to return the favour.”

“So if I gave you a blow job before, you would have finished me off?”


“No? But you just said…”

“…I prefer doing things like that with my own kind.” He interrupted.

“Why don’t you like to eat people out?” I asked curiously.

“I just don’t like it. The taste and all.”

“Have you ever tried to with a human?”

“Yes I did to see if it would be different. Before you ask, it wasn’t.”

“Maybe you have not found the right p**sy yet?” I stated causing him to burst out laughing. Shit. Did I seriously just ask him that? Oh God. What was up with me today? I hate him but my body is saying otherwise.

“Oh pet. You do make me laugh sometimes.”

“It wasn’t that funny.” I pouted.

“Why did you even say that anyway pet? Did you think you would be the right ‘pússy’ as you put it?”

“No I…”

“Has anyone eaten you out before?”

“I’m not answering as I know where this will go.”

“Well I will make you a deal. If your p*sy is the right one, I will allow you to cum. If it’s not, I won’t allow you to. Or you could just walk out now. But if you do, you will never get the chance of feeling what it’s like to be eaten out.”

He had a point. I would never know in the future and this was my only chance. Yet he doesn’t like to do it and I don’t want to be teased like that again. What to do? It is too much, to risk it.

“Good bye Damon.” I said getting up.

He pushed me down onto the desk, his eyes glowing red.

“I told you to never call me by my name whore! Now you have no choice to leave.” He growled before taking off my panties.

No! I didn’t want this.

But as soon as I felt his tongue on my clitoris I couldn’t help but bite my lip slightly. That did feel good. Maybe I did want this. He started to suck and lick my now tender nub. Occasionally licking along my slit and teasing my entrance. Oh God this felt so good! I started to grind against his tongue and he groaned against my clít, causing the vibrations from his voice to turn me on more.

His hands grabbed my hips as he buried his face deeper into my sweet spot so he could lick harder and faster. I let out a loud moan as he slipped his tongue inside me. By now, my juices were covering his face as his eyes were glowing a bright red with overpowering lust.

“You taste good pet.” He smirked, his lips glistening from my juices. I groaned at the loss of contact. “Looks like you do get a happy ending today after all.”

His mouth returned to licking my clít. I could feel him smirk and I realized it was because he knew how much power and control he had over my body.

His hands slid up my body and cupped my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples causing me to yelp in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He inserted a finger inside me and without warning, I came all over his finger and mouth. He continued to lick up my juices before sitting back down in his chair, sighing with satisfaction.

“I guess you really were the right pússy.” He smirked.

I didn’t reply as I panted. Never before have I felt anything like that before. I orgasmed for the first time and it was the best thing I have ever felt. I could not move I was in too much bliss.

“Put your panties back on and go.” Damon ordered returning back to his normal, arrogant self.

I went to get up but fell back onto the table. I really didn’t have any energy in me and all I did was lie down and moan.

I then felt fabric move up my legs and cover my exposed and swollen sweet spot.

“I like it when a girl loses her energy because of me. I really am the best at everything.” He smirked picking me up bridal style.

I wanted to reply with a snarky come back like cocky as**hole or get your head out of your ass but all I wanted to do was curl up in my bed and sleep. I woke up, curled up in my blankets and my panties were wet. Why were they wet? Oh yes. With what happened in Damon’s office.

“What’s the matter pet?” Damon asked smugly.

“Nothing.” I smiled.

“You seem cheery with me today pet. Why is that?”

“You know why.”

“I do?”

“Yes. With what you did either yesterday or earlier today. I’m not sure how long I slept for after what you did in your office.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do. You’re just trying to mess with my head.”

“What happened then?” He smirked.

“All I will say is that it included your desk and your tongue. Remember now?”

“Pet. I think you were having a sex dream about me.”

“I didn’t and you know it.”

“I know you had a sex dream pet. I made sure of it.”

“What do you mean you made sure of it?”

“I may or may not have gotten in touch with a witch who supplied me with a dream potion. All you had to do was drink that juice last night with that potion in it and some flakes of my skin. That was all I needed to get you to get all wet about me.” He explained before touching my panties. “And by the feel of it, it worked to my charm.”

“No.” I gasped.

“Oh yes pet. I violated your precious little dreams. You should have heard your moans in your sleep.”

“YOU ASSHOLE!” I screamed.

“Don’t be upset pet, you know you liked it.”


“I will see you at lunch pet when you have calmed down.” He smirked before leaving.

I couldn’t do this anymore. Stanley was right; he was cruel and worse than him. I should have listened.

Damon is messing with my head with flipping potions from friggin’ witches. Witches? They are seriously real? Hell vampires are so of course witches will be. Maybe there are werewolves as well?

I got out of bed and looked out my window to the back garden and the 2000 acre forest that surrounded it with what looks like a huge river separating this land from the wall. Maybe if I could make it across that river, I could escape. There is always a back entrance to things. I just had to find it, or maybe find a way over it.

I rushed to the chest of drawers, grabbing a bikini set as it covered more than my underwear did, before running to the closet. I grabbed a pair of blank denim shorts, white tank top and a denim jacket. Shoes…shoes.

All I could find were heels and flip flops. Where did the pair of converse go? Oh well, flip flops it was.

I put them all on, put my hair up into a high ponytail before making my way downstairs. I went to the front door first, just to see if I could make it out that way but unfortunately not as I remember the gate that was controlled by a code and then a button located in the room next to the front door.

Maybe the guy in there was out on a blood break or something. I opened the door and the man at the desk, surrounded by computer screens. The computer screens were showing live footage from camera’s of what looked like the front gate, the front door, the hallways and one was in the kitchen.

The man at the desk turned around so I was able to put a face to the voice. He was incredibly hot. He had brown hair which looked really fluffy. I just wanted to run my hands through it. His blue eyes stared into my shocked green ones.

His eyes were mesmerizing. I hated to admit it, but I still preferred Damon’s eyes.

“Hello.” He smiled. “You must be the famous Damon’s pet people have been telling me about.”

“Um hi.” I awkwardly smiled still not taking my eyes away from his.

“The name’s Xavier.” He announced holding out his hand. Xavier. Now I remember. His name suits him. Both hot.

“Nice to meet you Xavier.” I replied shaking his hand.

“So what are you doing here anyway? Up to no good?”

“I wanted to meet the face behind the voice.” I answered.

It was the truth. I was curious to know what he looked like in person and boy was I impressed. The silence grew too eerie and I didn’t like it as it made me feel uncomfortable.

“So got a girlfriend then Xavier?”

“Why? Are you volunteering?” He winked causing me to blush.

“Umm…I…No.” I stuttered not being able to find the right words.

“Hate to inform you but you’re not my type.”

“Wow! That was pretty…Um direct.”

“I’m not being harsh, you’re an extremely beautiful girl, but…”

“But you don’t like me as I’m human?” I interrupted.

“No. I was going to say but I’m gay.”

“What?!” I gasped in shocked. I was so not expecting that.

“I’m gay.”

“I heard that. Just a little shocked. You’re just so sexy.”

“Why thank you doll.” He chuckled.

“Not that gay people can’t be sexy. Just…Ah I sound so homophobic right now.”

“I get what you mean. You were thinking off the saying, why are all the hot guys either gay or taken?”

“Yeah. I meant to say that before I started digging myself a deeper hole.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“So if you don’t have a girlfriend, do you have a boyfriend?”


“Do you have your eyes on anyone?”

“I do.”




“Hush hush.” He shushed telling me to keep it down.

“Sorry but Joe as in Damon’s right hand man Joe?”

“Yes. He has a thing for Samantha though.”

“Yeah. Although I did hear that one of the other guys in here, he bats for the same team if you know what I mean.” I winked.

“Oh really? Who is this?”

“One of the cooks. Can’t remember the name. Black spikey hair though.”

“Oh Andy.”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Yeah that sounds like Andy. How do you know he’s gay?”

“I see him eyeing up the main chef whenever he bends over so I guess that kind of gives it away.”

“I will have to speak to him one day.”

“Okay. Well anyway I should go and leave you to it.” I announced.

“What do you have in store for today then?” He asked.

Oh you know, just going to escape. No biggie.

“I was thinking of going for a swim or just relaxing in the sun outside.”

“I’m so jealous.” He chuckled.

“Let me know how your talk with Andy goes.” I smiled.

“Will do.” He smiled back before I left.

Well Xavier seemed nice but it still meant I couldn’t get out the main gate so I had to stick with the idea of a back entrance.


I carried her up to her bed and placed her down, gently in her bed sheets. What’s wrong with me? Why did I do that to her? She’s human. I should have never done that but how was I going to convince her it never happened?

I pulled out my phone and dialed the number of someone I knew would be able to help.

“Hello.” A voice said on the other end.

“Greta, I need your help.”

“What is it you need help with my dear?”

“Is it possible for witches to make dream potions of a sexual nature?”

“Yes. Why do you ask?”

“I just need to know how you do it.”

“Let me guess, you did something and now you want to make that person think it was a dream?”

“Yep. So will you help?”

“Sure. The dream potion you’re thinking off is made with a potion I will make and all you would have to do is add flakes of your skin to it and get her to drink it.”

“Thanks Greta.”

“Any time Damon.”

I hung up just as my pet was starting to stir. I grabbed a pillow and smacked her with it. Not hard, but just enough to wake her up. She rolled onto her back and started smiling.

“What’s the matter pet?” I asked, acting smug.

“Nothing.” She smiled.

“You seem cheery with me today pet. Why is that?”

“You know why.”

“I do?”

“Yes. With what you did either yesterday or earlier today. I’m not sure how long I slept for after what you did in your office.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do. You’re just trying to mess with my head.”

“What happened then?” I smirked.

“All I will say is that it included your desk and your tongue. Remember now?”

“Pet. I think you were having a sex dream about me.”

“I didn’t and you know it.”

“I know you had a sex dream pet. I made sure of it.”

“What do you mean you made sure of it?”

And now it was time to put my lie into action. I didn’t want her to think it was a lie and I knew she was going to hate me, but I don’t care. No one can know that I actually loved touching her body and tasting her.

“I may or may not have gotten in touch with a witch who supplied me with a dream potion. All you had to do was drink that juice last night with that potion in it and some flakes of my skin. That was all I needed to get you to get all wet about me.” I explained before touching her panties. “And by the feel of it, it worked to my charm.”

“No.” She gasped.

“Oh yes pet. I violated your precious little dreams. You should have heard your moans in your sleep.”

“YOU ASSHOLE!” She screamed.

“Don’t be upset pet, you know you liked it.”


“I will see you at lunch pet when you have calmed down.” I smirked before leaving. Oh thank God it worked!

As I was about to step into my office, I saw Joe.

“Come here Joe. I need a word.”

“Yes sir.”

We walked into my office where I shut it behind me.

“What is the matter sir?”

“You never saw Britney leave her room today. Spread it around.”


“In case she asks. Now spread the order. Anyone tells her they did see her leave, I will kill them without hesitation.”

“Yes sir.”

“Good.” I replied.

I could hear her flip flops descending the stairs, her footsteps heavier than usual. She was definitely pissed.

“Now go and hurry up. I need you to keep an eye on her.”


*Author’s Note*


*So it wasn’t a dream! Shocker!*

*Now who hates Damon for lying to her?*

*And why would he do that?*


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