ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE
By: V.L. Marquette
Lightly edited by: Ravyn
(Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to
anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental.
*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or
who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any
farther.
CHAPTER 2
Kris motioned for Anise to be quiet as she slipped into the room the Kelly
and Steven shared. Smiling a little to herself, as, she took in the condition
Kelly had been left in.
He hung there, on his tiptoes, trying to lesson the weight he was putting on
the bar that Steven had impaled him on. She touched his mind lightly seeing how
he was doing. Then she had to fight to keep from laughing. Silly boy worried
that if he put all his weight down that he would hurt himself. Oh it would
probably be uncomfortable as hell, and knowing Kelly, he would love it. She,
looked, around at all hell the various toys that the two had collected over the
years they had been together here. Steven was obviously ill with Kelly, if he
planned on using even half the things that he had laid out so carefully.
He jerked as she touched his back. "Rumor has it that you had best hope
that your master, is happy with you by tomorrow, or he might turn you over to
your real master, and if you have been behaving badly enough to upset Steven,
you know what Jessy will do to you.
Kelly whimpered. "Yes Mistress." Had Steven gone and gotten her, was he
going to ask her to help him discipline him? Kelly had been with them long
enough to know just how much of a bitch Kris could be when she put her mind to
it. "Please, Mistress. I will do anything my master says please, don't tell
anyone." The last time he had been to the 'dungeon' Jessy had let Steven take
him there, and after two hours, he was more than ready to say and do anything he
was told.
"We will see. I already warned Steven about hurting you. But as you have
learned. You can inflict a lot of pain on a person, without hurting them." She
grabbed him by the hips and lifted him, almost off the rod, then pulled him down
hard. Kissing his shoulder as he cried out in pain. "Lift your legs, baby."
She lifted his hips again to slam him back down of the rod.
He gasped catching his breath low in his chest. "Again Mistress, please, I
am a bad slave, I need to be punished. Do it again Mistress, please."
"I think I will wait for your master to come back. He has some interesting
ways he has planned to punish you. Just you remember. No matter how much you
want to, no cumming until either I or he gives you permission." She took him in
her hand as began to stroke him gently. "Remember, pet." She stepped around to
stand in front of him, still stroking him. "No cumming." She knelt there, and
with a wicked little smile on her face, licked the end of his penis, tongue
teasing at the opening at the very tip."
He was so excited, it was absolute hell not to just give in to what she was
making him feel, as she slowly worked her mouth up and down his shaft. No other
woman had ever made him feel like she did. He used to think it was her blood,
but after all the time that he had spent with her, he had finally come to the
realization, it was because as little as she was, she had more power than anyone
other than Jessy, his dominant master. He loved the power she had over him.
"God, please, Mistress, I, please." He wrapped his legs over her shoulders as
she continued to tease him. Hips thrusting forward into the cool sweet velvet
vice of her mouth that held him.
Steven slipped back in with two long tapers and a lighter that he had went
for. To be greeted with his friend and personal slave, legs wrapped around
Kris's head as she blew him. "You did tell him he couldn't cum, right
Mistress?"
Kris pulled back. Kissing the tip one more time before rising to her feet.
"Of course. You know how I feel about the two of you. I happen to agree with
Jessy, as long as you don't push him too far, or really hurt him, I am more than
willing to go along with the relationship that the two of you have. Just why do
you think, Jessy finally decided to take you to join us? Kelly is a love and
all, but he isn't much use to the girls. And Jessy, having to worry about all
that we have been worrying about for the last few years, just didn't have the
time he used to have to see him given the attention he deserves." She reached
out and tugged on the ring in his right nipple. "I was only teasing him a
little. Thought that you would appreciate my effort when you start to punish
him."
Steven looked at her closely. "Mistress, are you okay? You're not usually
this cold, especially not with my boy here."
She smiled, touching his cheek. "I am hurting Steve, we lost the last two
of the original pets we had tonight. Darlin was willing to live, only long
enough to see my father make Nick my true sibling. Then she asked to be allowed
to die. When I leave tomorrow, I have nothing but memories and ashes to take
with me."
Steven knelt in front of her. "Is they're anything I can do Mistress? Any
way to help you purge yourself of this?"
"Yes, make him scream. Let me watch as you teach your disobedient slave to
behave. Because I haven't checked, so I don't know what he has done to tick you
off like this, but what ever it is. You either see to it that he pays for his
error, or I will see to it myself."
"He lost his temper with me, and told me to shut the fuck up, or he would
cram his fist down my throat." He lay the candles and lighter on the bed. "So
I took advantage of the fact that even though he has been here longer. Our
master has been feeding me a lot more than he has him. And I forced him to his
knees, and then to the pole where you found him."
Kris frowned. "What was the argument about?"
"After, Darlin had made so much noise, I was thinking about trying to see if
she wanted to spend her last days with me, I understand her probably better than
anyone other than you and master. Kelly didn't want to talk about it. He might
understand what she is feeling and all, but he is none too thrilled with the
thought of having to share me with anyone but you and master, not even if it is
Darlin.
Kris moved to stand in front of Kelly again. "You are lucky. Steven is
wrong. You have been here long enough. And fed from me often enough, that you
are stronger than him, had you fought him, laid so much as a hand on him, and
you would be the second slave in two hundred years to be punished like you would
have been. Jessy would have dominated you, taken everything from you, and
locked you in a hell of your own making. The only thing you would have been
allowed to feel is pain, and you would have been forced to crave it. Then
maybe, in a few months, after he thought you had learned your lesson, he might,
and that is just a maybe. For what you did, there are no guarantees, have let
you go. You don't know how close you came from pushing things past a point that
even I could protect you. And I will have to tell Jessy about this. No I
don't, think after your master punishes you tonight, he will do any more to you.
But you can guarantee that you will get a long talk from him. One that you
won't like."
Kelly looked at her in terror. "Please Mistress, this slave is sorry.
Please, don't let this bad slave's real master know what he did. It will never
happen again."
"I can't promise that. Baby, what I know so does he. He will know what you
did, and if he thinks that Steven didn't punish you enough tonight, he will see
to it that you at the very least, spend several hours with him in his dungeon.
But I am very worried that he will all but crush your mind for a time. You are
a slave here, just like the rest, doubly so because of your nature. He will not
tolerate that kind of behavior. No one hits or threatens to hit anyone else
here." She stepped away from him, turning to look to Anise. "I need to stay
here for a little longer Elder. I have to see to it that Stevie punishes him
enough that Jessy won't feel the need to do more. He is going to be in pain
enough with the loss of Darlin, I don't dare let him feel that Kelly needs to
suffer more than he should for the wrong he did. And I'm real worried that
right now, in the shape he is going to be in, he is going to strike first, and
then think about his actions."
"You are far too soft hearted with your pets, Childe. If he had been mine,
I would have whipped the skin off his back and then crushed his mind." Anise
looked very ill at the man that hung, there, fear clear on his face.
"Yes, well, Kelly happens to be my favorite. So I will go out of my way to
see to it that he pays for his bad judgement, so Jessy doesn't take it into his
head to do just what you said."
"Please, Mistress, your slave, he's sorry, he won't ever raise his voice or
hand to his master again. Please, don't let your father have him." Kelly was
so frightened that he had reverted to full slave role. He hung there crying, so
sure that his out burst was going to cost him everything he had here, his place,
his friends, his lover, and even worse, his mind.
"Do you want me to gag him Mistress?"
"No," she turned back to Kelly. "Kelly, do you hear me?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Not another word. You will be punished, and punished severely. That is
why I am staying. If Steven hurts you, I will be here to see you taken care
of."
Steven was very worried about his friend. They had spent the last six years
since he had come here together. He loved him, he was afraid that he was going
to lose that love. "Mistress, please. He just blew off a little steam. It's
as much my fault as it is his, I haven't been keeping him in line as of late
like I should have. You know his kind, give them an inch, they will go for a
mile."
*Stevie, I know that. Don't worry about him. I am just putting the fear of
god, or of Jessy as it were, in him. I promise, Jessy might growl at him a
little, to scare him enough that he never does that again, but he won't hurt
him. I'm here, so you have a free rule with him for his punishment. Beat him,
whip him, or cane him anything you think he needs, I promise. Once it is over,
I will see to putting him back together. *
*Well, Mistress, you achieved your goal, he is terrified of what the master
can do if he gets mad. Always has been. And now you have seen to it that he is
even more afraid of him. I thought you and master didn't want us afraid of you.
*
*We don't, but we also have to make you all understand what will earn
punishment. As long as he doesn't blow up anymore and threatens or even worse
hits anyone. He never has anything to worry about. That is the only reason
Jessy would ever do that to any of you. Punish you for bad behavior, yes, but
that is a spanking most of the time, or if it is a bigger crime, a trip to his
dungeon. Like when Jessy caught Tina, just because no one can really do more
than just look over her, stealing. But the only thing that ever earns that is
to hit or threaten to hit one of your, family. *
Steven nodded going to move close to Kelly. "Mistress, will you please help
me, I need to get him down off this. The pole always gets in the way of hitting
his upper legs, and, if I have him on a spreader bar, his nuts. They are always
such a good target, they are the lowest hanging pair I have ever seen on a man."
"Yes I know. So, you planning on a spreader?"
"Mistress, How well fixed are the hooks?"
"They are affixed to the frame of the room, and unless this part of the
house falls in, they aren't going anywhere, why?"
"Because I am going to use the five foot spreader, and that will leave him
hanging from two of them, by his wrists. I just wanted to make sure that I
could do that without risking the hook coming out of the ceiling and he getting
hurt without me meaning to. I'm going to hurt him tonight, I have to if I want
to make sure that our master feels like I have taken care of the problem, but I
don't want him to just accidentally be hurt."
She nodded. "No worries about that dear. Now baby, go over and raise your
hands to the cuffs in the hooks so your master can see you are seen too."
Kelly lowered his bound hands as Kris set him on the floor to cover his
genitals protectively. He had been forbidden to cum, and now couldn't even beg
her to let him. And he knew that if his master was going to whip him like he
had threatened. By the third or fourth time it landed on his erection or balls,
he would cum all over the place, and he was so afraid of what his mistress would
do to him. He had broken not just one of the laws of his house, but the
biggest. His mistress was mad at him. And the moment she was with his master,
he would know and be mad at him too.
Steven took his bound hands into his and worked the ropes free. "Don't
worry, baby. I'll see to it that he has no call to think you haven't paid for
your mistake. Then if he still feels like there should be some kind of
punishment. I'll take it. I won't let you be punished twice for the same
thing."
Kelly looked at him, fear of a different sort in his eyes now. What would
happen if his real master still thought he should be punished, and Steven tried
to stop it?
"Both of you stop it. Kelly, why the hell, do, you think I'm still here and
not with Anise? I am going to make sure that Jessy will consider the issue
closed. I might be a bit heavy handed in some of it tonight, but I am only
going to try to make sure that by the time Steven is done, you will have paid
for it. And then, to, add an extra layer of icing on the top. You will get up
at ten and walk around here, nude, wearing nothing but a ten-inch butt plug and
your hood. Zippers open and do the work. Any time you see one of the other's
working, ask them to spank you twenty good smacks and then sit back it is your
job. You are being punished. And you will keep your dick hard, at all times,
and even stand there and beg those in the room to tease you. I don't care if
they start following you around from room to room. The people in the room, each
get five good strokes, all at the beginning, when you first come into a room.
Surely to god, he will think that and all the your master will do to you
tonight, punishment enough."
Kelly looked at her in shock. Having to do all the work, yes he could see,
even bending to be spanked by anyone that he comes up on that was working. But
to walk around all day, wearing nothing other than a butt plug and his slave
hood. There was no way he would be able to control himself for long. *? *
"Relax, honey. I know what you are worrying about, and you can relax. You
have permission, tomorrow while you work to cum, all you have to do, is when you
do, drop to the floor and lick it up off the hard wood or carpet. But you are
used to that." She looked to Steven who was busy hanging Kelly. Arms open wide.
"So, what do you have planned? I won't be able to stay long. I have things I
still have to do. But I want to know if you are going to whip him. And if you
are, then you need to do it quickly. There will be no more severe punishments
like caning or using one of the really heavy duty whips or Cat's, once I am
gone. "Light flogging, a riding crop, is okay, but nothing extreme. I want to
see him punished, not killed."
Steven pulled himself up from where he had knelt, affixing the five foot bar
between Kelly's legs, leaving him hanging there, open and defenseless. "I'm
going to whip him, but you knew that already. After that I'm going to fuck him,
hard, raping type hard. He is always clean and lubricated. He never knows when
I will come up behind him and have him drop his pants and just do him then and
there. After I fuck him, I'm going to have him force a shit, so he can mess up
my little gold mine. I mean Mistress. There is no doubt that we both are yours
and masters. But, if we weren't here, and didn't belong to both of you, he
would be mine anyway. We are from the same town. There is only about five or
so years between us. The odds of he and I finally meeting, with as special as
our life style is, are really good. But anyway, after I have him dirty his ass,
I'll have him eat the shit. Then we have this real soft and subtle flogger with
about," he stopped thinking about it, counting them out in his head. "Nine
tongues, that are about an inch wide, each. That is like a kiss when I start
with it, and I'll warm him up with it fast, but by the time I am going to be
done with him, he is going to be jerking in a desperate attempt to avoid the
kiss, and cumming all over the place. After that, I'll fuch him again, and have
him blow me. Then fix his normal restraints and put him to bed." He was going
to have some problem taking it as far as he was having t take it, and he was
very worried that his mistress would expect more.
Kris whistled low. "I know Jessy is going to be upset with him, but even,
he will have to admit that he paid the bill for it. I'll stay here for the
whipping, but do me a favor Steven. Give him some water, wine, something when
you're done. Give him a chance to get the taste of shit out of his mouth."
He nodded. "I will have to, because when I have him blow me after I fuck
him for the last time, I'm gong to piss down his throat. And that can irritate
tissue in the mouth and throat if you're not careful."
"Better watch it Steven or Jessy is going to end up putting you where he
used to keep Angel, and I am not sure how you would take to that at first.
Kelly, he would probably die of ecstasy. But you have only been a bottom just
a few times, and they all were with Jessy. Let him realize you know as much as
you do, and you will prick his interest."
Steven just smiled at her. "Mistress, he owns me. Before coming here, I
didn't just play at the lifestyle. I lived it, as fully as any man can live by
what he believes in. I am 'his' slave. I accept that. Anything my master
wants, I'll do." He took her hand into his. "I am yours too Mistress.
Anything, and the only one that can over rule your word is my master."
"Okay, don't say I didn't warn you." She moved to sit on the bed. You need
to hurry up Steven. I can feel Darlin and she is not going to be with us very
much longer. When she dies, I have to go with my father to see to it that she
is taken care of." She leaned forward reaching up to touch Steven's collar. "I
hope it is a very long time before I have to add yours to the collection that we
now have."
Steven leaned down to kiss her. "I love you, Mistress." He pulled back
turning to reach for his whip. Shaking this thin strip of braided leather
loose. Working his arm, cracking the whip in the air a few time, noticing how
with each crack, Kelly jerked. "Okay you stupid fuck, I want you to count each
stroke, and beg your master for the next." He cracked the whip behind Kelly
again. "I will whip you twenty times, but every time you cum, or don't respond
fast enough, we will start over with one. You understand me stupid fuck?"
"Yes, Master. This stupid fuck, he understands." Kelly babbled mindlessly.
Steven moved slowly, ever mindful of how much force he was putting behind
each bite of the whip as he began to pop it closer and closer to Kelly's back
and buttocks.
Kelly jerked. Crying out as the whip lanced a line of fire across his back
from his right shoulder, down through the center of his back. "One, Master.
Please, this stupid fuck begs, hit him again."
Steven was slow, placing each blow with care and precision. Waiting only
long enough for the sting of the last cut to begin to recede to a constant burn
before striking again.
It was on the twelfth cut the third to his balls that Kelly cried out,
cumming. Shuddering in pleasure and horror. "Please, Master, this stupid fuck,
he's sorry, don't make him start over." He had never been whipped by Steven as
hard as his lover had done so thus far.
Steven looked to where Kris reclined on their bed, watching. "Mistress,
everything still okay?"
"Yeah, you can have him start over, just try not to hit his balls again, as
nice as this looks, I don't have the time to sit back and just watch for much
longer." She sniffed the air. "Besides, that last blow, broke the skin, he's
bleeding."
"But I thought you wanted to make sure that I punished him enough that
master wouldn't feel like he would have to do any more to him?" Steven looked
down at the thin opening that had blood slowly seeping from it.
"I do, the only reason I don't want you to hit his balls anymore is every
time you do and he cums, he has to start over, and I really don't have that much
time. Don't worry Stevie, go on, I promise, no matter how much you hurt him, I
won't let Jessy take it out of your hide."
"Thank you Mistress." Steven stepped close to where Kelly hung, sobbing.
Running a hand over the hot welts on his skin. "I warned you, stupid fuck.
Start over with one. And this time, no cumming at all. You cum again, and I
will take the lighter and make the ring in your balls, red-hot. Do you
understand me, stupid fuck?"
Kelly's sobs only intensified into cries of horror and protest. "Please,
Master, this stupid fuck, he understands, don't, please, mercy."
"Okay, boy, beginning with one." And the whip came down again.
Kris watched on as Steven cut Kelly again and again. The smell of blood was
almost maddening to her. By the last blow, it was taking Kris everything she
had not to attack the bound and helpless mortal that hung before her. "Move,
Steven." She was on her feet, and moving towards Kelly the moment Steven
lowered his arm.
"I'm sorry, Mistress, this stupid, stupid, fuck, he is so sorry." Kelly was
beyond rational thought as Kris reached for him.
"Hush, Kelly. Let me take care of you." She bent taking the bar in her
hands, snapping it so that Kelly could stand again. "I will make sure I get you
another soon enough, but for now, I'm starved, and you smell so good." She
stood, leaning against his back, licking at one of the many welts that had
broken the skin. Moaning softly, as she tasted the blood, it was flavored with
fear and pain, and tasted so sweet.
Kelly was so close to losing control of himself again as Kris pulled away
from him. He loved anytime they fed from him. "Please, Mistress, again."
Kris shook her head, she had felt Fran die, knew that there were things she
was still expected to do for her. "I can't Kelly, I have to go. I trust your
master to see to it that your punishment is finished tonight, but no more blood
letting." She kissed them both lightly. "As far as I am concerned, Kel, Hon,
you are forgiven. See you tomorrow."
She met Jessy as he carried what was left of Fran's body from his room. The
look of quiet acceptance on his face gave her strength. "She is the only one of
them, so far, that you didn't have to kill, to stop the pain."
"She was happy, at the end. Happier than she has been out side of sharing
blood with one of us since I had to kill Boy." He smiled down at the withered
remains in his arms.
Kris nodded falling into step with him as he carried her down another flight
of stairs to the crematorium. She was the last one. They had lost all those
that had started this journey with them. "Her having the chance to see Nick be
given life, or un-life as it were, was the trick for her, you do know that don't
you?"
Jessy lay her body on the slab, gently removing her collar, before pressing
the button to begin the pulley that would pull her into the flames. "Yes, I
know. It's going to be hard on my new Childe knowing that his mother died and
was dealt with while he slept away his death. But she couldn't bear the thought
of him seeing her like this. She wanted him to remember her like she was before
her death. And not like she was when I gave her to the flames." He buried his
face in Kris's hair, weeping.
Kris had no words for him. How could she ever hope to ease his heart? Of
all of them, Fran was the most special to him not even Randy meant more to him.
"It's over, Father. It's going to be many years before we ever have to kill
another of those we love."
"If I don't ever have to kill another, it isn't going to change the fact
that I have had to kill so many, and these weren't like it used to be. These
mortals, they had trusted me. I loved them, baby, each and everyone of them."
His pain, at the finality of the death that he had been forced to bring to so
many, left him, almost crazed. "I loved them, and killed them, all."
Kris grabbed him by the shoulders, forcing him to look up at her. "Stop it,
Father. Don't you think I know how much you loved them? I had to watch on as
you ended their pain, one right after the other. But no more, Ariel is the
oldest we have left, and she is going to be with us for a long time. Let it
go." She was crying with him. "Please Jessy, love, Father. Let it go."
Kris walked around the silent room, taking in all that was left of all that
they had loved as Jessy combined Fran's ashes with Jake's and then linked their
two collars together.
She picked up the small, dusty Figurine of the vampire that Mitch had given
her so long ago. She gently kissed it before setting it back down. Reaching to
lift his collar. They had them all, each collar from each pet that they had
lost. "I'm still here baby." She whispered into the silence. "Remember where
ever you are, as long as I am still alive, you will always be with me."
Jessy had to support Kris as they passed the place that they had set Ryan's
urn, with all the art that was there, draped in black. "I'm sorry, Childe. If
I had only held off a few more hours, I wouldn't have had to take him from you."
"How could we know? We have had to live by the laws all our lives. At
least you were allowed to save Nicky. I loved Ryan, more than I could ever tell
you, almost as much in my own way as I did Mitch or I love you. But I have a
chance to have my little brother with me for I don't know how long. So, I will
heal, I will never stop missing him, but like Mitch, Danny and Brenda. I will
be able to let him go and love again."
Jessy just hugged her tighter. "You are the only thing that has kept me
from ending my life so many times, baby. And now, I have Nick. He might be the
first one that I ever made from mortal to blood, but you are so more than just
my Childe remember that. No matter how much life hurts, I will always take care
of you."
"Can we go to bed now? It's already late, and I'm tired, so unbelievably
tired."
* * *
Steven finished setting Kelly's bondage for the night. It had not been an
easy three hours for him. Not even with as much as he loved to hear his boy
scream, the knowledge that he had to push him farther than he normally would, or
run the risk of their master deciding that there was more pain called for. That
was a feeling that he wasn't exactly fond of. He stroked Kelly's cheek as the
man lay on his side, hands bound behind his back. "Get some sleep, Kel,
tomorrow is a busy day for you."
"I'm sorry, Master, you have no idea how sorry I am." He leaned against
Steven as he cried.
"So am I baby. Now enough no, more, talking. You have a busy day tomorrow,
and only about four hours to rest go to sleep, or I will string you back up, and
take a crop to your balls."
Kelly laughed weakly. "No fair Master, you want me to sleep, but with
promises like that, you are making it hard."
Steven just hugged him tightly against him, chuckling softly. "Good night,
boy."
