This is the first chapter that the reader will get any idea about Nathaniel's vampire. There is a decent description, but more importantly, the reader gets to see the other side of Nathaniel that is rarely seen.
This also starts the transition of Nathaniel's slave from part-time slave to full time slave.
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It had been three weeks since I had seen Madeline, business issues causing me to postpone our weekly sessions. After nearly a month of distraction after months of allowing myself regular release, I could feel my beast rearing its ugly head again. I looked forward to a session this evening with Madeline.
She was where she knew she was supposed to be, kneeling in the middle of the room, hands behind her back and looking at the floor until I arrived. The choker I had given her as a replacement for the necklace shone in the artificial light. It was not permanently affixed to her so I had no doubt she took it off and shined it.
"I thought you would have forgotten me by now." I commented as I closed the door behind me. A quick intake of breath told me she was listening. "Found someone else to give you what you want."
"No, Sir. Never Sir. I would wait until the end of the world for you, Sir." her voice was breathless as she responded.
"Have you been a good girl?" I asked picking up the paddle as I passed the dresser.
"Yes, Sir. I have been a good girl."
I walked behind her, pressing the edge of the paddle on her back, running it up her spine. Her back arched forward as I pulled it up. "Are you sure?"
"Ohhh, yes, Sir. I have been a good girl for you." she insisted and her scent of increased arousal since she knew I had my hands on something told me she was truthful.
She had yet to look at me, her eyes glued to the floor trying to not give me a reason to deny her pleasure or release. I continued to circle her, keeping the paddle just out of her view. She trembled with anticipation, waiting for me to do something or command her.
I tugged her to her feet by her hair. She kept her gaze down, hands behind her back and now jutted her chest out toward me. One hand holding the paddle behind my back, my left one ran a light touch over her breasts growing firmer at her nipples.
Her moan was deep at my first touch. "Oooooooohhhhhhhh. Thank you Sir. I have longed for your touch." she told me, eyes closing in pleasure. My hand dipped lower running my fingers over her hips, cunt and around to her ass. She continued to tremble, waiting to see what I would do.
WHACK
The paddle connected with her ass as I moved around her. She jumped slightly from the contact before returning to the position she started in.
"One, Sir. Thank you Sir. Please give me more." her voice was strong although thick with desire. My hand continued to roam, coming up and kneading her right breast. "Oooohhhhhhhh." escaped her lips as I leaned down and ran my tongue over her nipple which immediately hardened under my touch.
WHACK
This one landed on her other ass cheek.
"Two, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Please give me more. Aaaahhhhhhh." her words were lost after I repeated the action on her left nipple.
