southern gentleman

Raiden strolled in after the other taking stock of the ass presented to him and approved. He pulled his cock out stroking it as he approached though stilled when that sir chimed again. His hand came hard across the master’s ass. “I said don’t call me sir.” His words punctuated by another hard slap.

Skye smirked as he watched the other move around the small bar, his eyes especially trailing after that sweet ass. “It better. I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes otherwise.” Skye threatened as he took a sip of the drink. “Hm…Not bad.” Skye hummed as he looked at the other. “Wh y don’t you have a seat, pet?” Skye smirked as he patted his lap. “Perhaps rub that ass of yours on my lap>”

Beau grinned proudly when the other said it wasn’t bad. His grin only grew when the other motioned to his lap and nodded, eagerly sliding his naked ass onto the man’s lap where he started to wiggle and rub his ass. “Is this good?” He hummed.

“Funny I had the same feeling.” Frost teased and grinned clearly excited as the finally entered the other’s room. “Alright my pretty friend where are all the goodies. We need a cock cage and something pretty to dress you in.”

This boy really was desperate for cock. Grinning as he arched his back, Andreas truly began to pound into his hole, he only wanted to pleasure himself not caring about Beau. Pulling the man’s hair, he yanked his head back. “You are a fucking, dirty slut, and I’m your master. You understand? You’re covered in cum and piss. You are nothing.” 

Mikhail was a little unsure of how he felt about this boy. “So…you are seeking a new master….” He stated slowly, just trying to understand. “…so you are looking for  a master in the slaves?”

“Oh you are an eager little slut, aren’t you?” Grinning widely, Andreas pushed his finger in deeper, before adding a second. Working the hole he slowly spread it, wanting him to be nice and ready for his cock. Pulling out his fingers, he spit on Beau’s ass before sliding his cock in finally, not wasting time, he began pounding into him right away. “Moan, whore.” 

Skye smirked as he looked at the little slut when he said yes sir and stripped out of his clothes. “I want a drink. Give me the best alcoholic drink that you can have or make, pet, or I’ll just lock a cage around that cock and leave you alone for the night.” Skye demanded.

“Yes, a drink coming up. Don’t worry I made my master many drinks before now.” He was quick to move to his small bar before returning a few minutes later with a fancy looking colorful drink. “I hope this pleases you.” He did not want to be left alone for the night.

He grinned as the other finally volunteered his answers. It didn’t hurt that all the answers were pretty great answers. “Well you found the right bear.” He winked at the other teasingly. “Though i was starting to like the idea of leaving you locked up and desperately needy.” He paused for a moment to adjust himself and quickly looked back at the other. “But for real hurry up I can’t wait to get started.”

Adrian nodded unsurprised as he looked at his surrounds. “So you just going to stand there all day and admire me?” He teased.

Mikhail nodded, internally sneering. Why vampires changed people for what they considered ‘love’ was beyond him. The should be changing people who were useful, powerful, and actually helpful to their kin. “So you wish for someone to take care of you?” Mikhail asked, not sounding at all impressed.

“I am sorry for your loss.” He replied, not liking to hear any of his kin having had died. “When you mean attention, do you mean seeing a new mentor?” The man asked..

The ancient vampire cocked his head slightly at the youngling, impressed by how polite the other was to him and aware of his status. The man hummed softly, nodding. “Did your sire fight along ide me?” He asked curiously, trying to put a face to the name of the boy’s sire.

Frost gave a slightly sour look when the other didn’t give a favorites list. He trusted the other meant his answer, but was it entirely fair to take an answer from him and give him  vague one back? Nope not at all, but Frost wasn’t actually annoyed. He winked at the other. “Good. And just so you know I might have to be just a little mean since you didn’t actually answer the question.” He reached out and grabbed the other’s ass as he kissed him against the wall. “I might have to torture it out of you.” He nipped playfully at the other’s lips as he mummered his less than serious threat. “Now let’s get going before I decide to hide the keys after I lock you up.”

This was partially Mikhail’s fault, he was aware enough to admit that. He should have remembered around this time was when all of the beasts went into heat. That sickly, disgusting smell saturated the air, the lesser beings groveling at anything that moved feet in hopes that they would get penetrated. No wonder they were enslaved…they wouldnt be able to survive on their own if they werent. The well dressed man stood at one of the main entry ways of the Undercroft, black eyes flicking over the slaves there. He was hoping for someone to move his things for him, but of course, it looked he was going to have to do it…as usual. When someone dared to walk towards him the ancient beast arched a brow, dark eyes boring into the other to silently ask if approaching him was a smart choice.

Beau had no idea what was going on. He had not been around a heat week with creatures such as the ones in the undercroft before so he was checking it out when he saw a vampire he recognized from his previous master’s knowledge. He knew he was important and so Beau bowed his head at the man. “Mr. Mikhail. I don’t think you know me, I’m a really young vampire but my master knew of you. His name was Jedidah and he spoke of how impressive you were. I was surprised to see you here.” His southern accent came out clear though there was a tad bit of fear behind it.