Easier Said Than Done.
Biting
her cheek, Kiren steadied her breathing to stop herself from trembling as she
could feel every single eye watching her as she sat curled on the floor in
front of him.
Her
head hurt from her hair being pulled back into some weird style, and right now
she finally appreciated the stupid genie outfit over the skin tight, low hipped jeans she had been forced to wear.
Bile
rose in her throat and she put a hand to her lips to stop herself throwing up,
everything had happened so fast... too fast, like slipping on a soapy floor in
stiletto heels.
“Aaww,
don’t be like that sparkles.” His voice was smooth and held a sulky tone, he
was mocking her.
“You
used me Jasper.” Her voice was barely audible and she felt so small with him
looking down at her.
“Mhm,
that I did, and now you’re here where I can keep you and use your magic as I
see fit, not to mention...” There was a low satisfied growl from him as he
looked her over smiling coyly to himself.
Kiren
shook her head staring in dumbfounded disbelief at the rug.
“No...
I wo...”
It
was a moment of movement, but Jasper was suddenly holding her down with the
weight of his body pressing down over hers, one of his hands held hers up
behind her head so tightly it painfully pinched her fingers together and his
other hand was pressed down on her throat almost cutting off her ability to
breathe while his clawed nails dug into her soft skin.
His
blood coloured eyes stared unblinking into her forest green eyes.
He
spoke firmly between clenched teeth. “You’ll do as I tell you to do, when I
want, where I want and how I want. “ ‘Cause if you don’t I’ll rip
out your pretty little neck with my bare teeth and then, let’s not forget about
that little ring that’s now on your finger, I have a charming control device
that will have it inject rattlesnake venom into your veins and even with all
your magic, you’ll die a slow, painful death...” He bent in close and slowly
licked under her chin. “And if that’s not enough... I’ll then deal with your
family... isn’t your little sister just on sixteen now?”
Kiren
squirmed under him. “Ok... ok... yes.” She managed to choke out.
She
had no idea that he had taken her entire family as well when he had taken her,
her mother had been right; a family
holiday to Al Simhara was not a good idea.
“That’s
what I thought.”
Jasper
gave her throat one last squeeze before he got off her, he lazily gestured to
her right with a sickening yet pleased smile on his face.
In
a glass display case, all five bottles from her family stood on a silver
platter glistening in the rooms light.
“NO!”
Kiren
rushed over to the case, the glass was cool to her touch and she clenched a
fist wanting so much to smash it open, gather them up and run away, but even
that was impossible now given what Jasper had told her.
“I’ll get all of
us out of this, somehow...” She whispered.
“Well
then... now that we’ve all met each other and I finally have the perfect
collection to work with, let me see...” Jasper cracked his knuckles as he
looked over his other to ‘permanent guests’ who had been sitting elegantly and
perfectly still while everything had been going on. “Melanie, come now my
darling little puppy... let’s go play...” He chuckled to himself.
There
was movement from everyone about the room as Kiren slid down and sat at the
base of the display case that held her family and stared blankly across the
room.
“Hey,
I can walk myself you know... for the Watchers sake, put me down...” The girl
he called Melanie playfully wriggled and thumped at Jaspers back as he carried
her off to ‘play’.
The
blonde guy who had been sitting to Jasper’s left went to the other girl, she
was most defiantly a vampire, and her white marking showed that she could only
drink ‘witches’ blood. They both embraced each other, kissing fiercely as if
their lives depended on it.
Finally
they left and Kiren sighed feeling her breath shake as she sat in the silence
of the room.
After
about twenty minutes Kiren noticed movement out of the corner of her eye; looking
up she remembered there had been another guy sitting to the right of Jasper.
She’d had never seen anyone with a hairstyle like his except in movies or
magazines.
With
a slow relaxed walk, he came over and offered her his hands to help her up; she
sat for a moment longer unsure what to make of his gesture.
The
deep baritone sound of his voice shocked her when he spoke. “I’m Reiss, but you
can wait for Jasper to come back and get you if you like?”
Without
a second thought, she put her hand in his and let him help her up.
His
hands were icy cold giving away that he too was a vampire; Kiren felt her heart
beat faster at being so close to so many other supernatural Sims.
Usually
she was like any other genie, beamed from Sim to Sim who only thought they had
three wishes and sent her on her way once they had what they wanted, but now,
this was completely different.
Jasper
had captured her while she had been out of her bottle going to use the camp
grounds bathroom. She had been ‘free’, so to speak. Without being able to get
back into her bottle, Jasper had free reign on her abilities, as did anyone else.
As
she stood, Reiss pulled her close to him and brushed his fingers sensually
across her chin and bottom lip.
His
gaze over her face was something she had seen many times before, but this time
she had no control over stopping it. He heart thudded in her chest and she
fought to keep her breathing calm.
He
laughed, low and steady all the while letting his fingers make little trails
across her lips.
“Oh
it’s so exhilarating to smell your type of blood coursing through your veins at
such speeds... such a pity Jasper will be the first to... unwrap you...” He
licked his lips slightly.
“You’re
disgusting...” Kiren pulled back, but only succeeded in almost bumping into the
case as well as making Reiss’s grip tighten on her.
“If
you say so, but I’m sure you won’t think so after he’s done with you.” Reiss smiled and let her go stepping back from
her. “You’re rooms up the stairs by the TV room, just go to the right of that
hallway; don’t forget to do as you’re told... if you want my advice.” He gave a small gesture with his head towards
the doorway.
Before
he could touch her again, Kiren walked out of the room and up the stairs.
The
room upstairs was a shared room for the girls from the looks of the decor, it
had two King size canopy beds, candles on the side tables and dressers as well as
plush velvet rugs on the floor with other extra bits and pieces.
Looking
for something to change into to sleep in, she found boxes with her name written
on them in one of the dressers.
‘Kiren, my
little sparkles, you’ll wear what I say and you know why... Enjoy, because I
know I will. J.’
She
scrunched up the note and threw it to the floor before opening the box, lifting
out a lace and satin corset set with her fingers, she closed her eyes feeling
something inside her seem to slip away, but she had no idea what it was. The
ring on her finger glinted in the candle light and she hated it.
Changing,
Kiren lay down on the bed and stared at the roof of the canopy trying to think.
The
door opened and Melanie came in shutting it softly behind her, then she came
and sat down on the edge of the bed. It seemed 'play time' hadn't lasted very long.
“It’s
not so bad you know...” She sighed. “After a while things settle down and it
gets ok...”
“Oh...”
Kiren’s voice was flat. “I’m so thrilled to have your opinion on this matter, being the other werewolf here must be so hard.”
“Oh
get up you stupid bitch.” Melanie slapped Kiren’s leg and got up.
“Hey,
up yours. “ Kiren got up from the bed, feeling overly exposed, even with
another woman in the room; she couldn’t help but protectively cover herself
with her arms.
“Oh
stop being a baby, the bottom drawer has some more, decent clothes you can out
on... get changed and then come with me... and hurry up.” Melanie moved over to
the door while Kiren quickly changed again.
She
was annoyed at Melanie telling her what to do, but without any idea of how
things were, she did as she was told, making waves too soon was never a good
idea from her experience.
Once
downstairs, Melanie motioned for her not to make any sound with her shoes as
they went into the sitting room where everyone when she had first been brought
into the house.
Going
inside, Melanie didn’t turn on the light and motioned for Kiren to follow her.
They
stopped by a case that held the bust of an angular faced, handsome looking
young man, part of it had fallen away from one of the shoulders.
“You’re
not the only one in the ‘ring club’ Sparkles;
he’s got a piece of all of us here.” She glanced at the bust. “This is Neil, my
son. He’s in Bridgeport last I heard, but this bust of him, same predicament as
your folks. If this gets destroyed, he dies.”
Kiren
felt stupid and realized that Melanie had been right to call her selfish.
“My Watcher, I... so, even those two guys...”
“My Watcher, I... so, even those two guys...”
Melanie
nodded. “Yup, the wands are from the witches’ remaining family, the two crystal
bottles are from the vampires families, one has the essence of Reiss’s only
family, his little brother and the other, has Bernadette’s only living relative
of her vampire blood line, her mother.”
Kiren
stood thinking for a long moment before shaking her head in disbelief.
“But
can’t your families just come and take Jasper out... I mean, he’d have no
chance with everyone families coming in and...”
Melanie
shook her head. “They tried... that’s why all of us now only have one or few
living relatives left.” She sighed again. “Come on, I need a coffee before we
have to get ready.”
In
the dining room, Melanie sipped at a large cup of strong coffee; Kiren didn’t
feel like anything but joined her for the company.
“Um,
what are we getting ready for?”
Melanie
looked into her coffee cup and frowned slightly, she didn’t even look up when the
skeletal maid came into the dining room and offered Kiren some pie with a
silent gesture. Kiren shook her head; the skeleton shrugged and went back into
the kitchen.
“That’s
Hilda, she helps the butler keep the place clean... can’t have us getting our
hands dirty or chipping our nails.” Melanie sipped at her coffee. “Oh, and
we’re getting ready for tonight. Every night we have to be prepared, just in
case Jasper wants... company.”
Something
gnawed at Kiren’s insides, but it wasn’t hunger.
An
hour later, Kiren sat huddled up at the far end of one of the beds in the room
she was sharing with Melanie and Bernadette, who she found out, preferred to be
called Adette.
“Seriously,
it’ll be ok. It hurts a bit the first time, but then it doesn’t hurt so much
afterwards. Just do as he tells you and he won’t hurt you anymore than he wants
to. Easy.” Adette tried to make Kiren feel better and coax her off the bed, but
she refused to move.
“NOT helping.” Melanie growled at her as
she knelt by the end of the bed where she had helped Kiren tie up her bows and
garters.
“Hey
I’m just being honest, you want her to struggle and have her hair ripped out?”
“Ok,
ok, fine.” Melanie snapped back, Kiren realized that Adette had hit a nerve for
Melanie and a shiver ran down her spine at the thought.
“It’s
ok... I’ll just keep Sonia in mind. That way, maybe it’ll make it easier for me.”
Both
girls nodded while glancing uneasily at each other.
The
sound of approaching footsteps came from down that hallway’s stone corridor and
the girls scrambled to their places, Kiren jumped off the bed and stood as
still as she could even though she was sure she was shaking like a leaf in a
stiff breeze.
The
door opened and Jasper came in shutting it firmly behind him.
The
stillness of the room was like a tomb, Kiren felt afraid to even breathe in
case she caused a mirror to crack or the roof to cave in.
Jaspers
eyes travelled over each of the girls scantily clad bodies, a slight smile on
his lips while he did so.
Then
his gaze fell on Kiren, her heart leaped into her throat as his eyes slowly
travelled up her body soaking in her appearance, she clutched her elbows
tighter and felt her whole body stiffen like a startled deer.
He
paused putting a hand to his chin, like he was looking over an auction he was
buying.
Kiren
knew he was toying with her, Melanie and Adette were as still as when she had
first seen them. She couldn’t help but shift slightly feeling uncomfortable
under Jasper’s gaze.
“Alright
my little sparkles come.”
He
opened the door and Kiren moved, he placed a hand on her back and lead her down
the hallway and along a corridor to another part of the house, his clawed
fingers pricking slightly through the material of her corset.
Once
they got to the room he directed her to, he opened the door, and Kiren went in.
Before she could turn around, Jasper had shut the door and grabbed hold of her.
One
hand covered her mouth so she couldn’t cry out while his other roamed over her
body.
He
laughed softly in her ear and took in a deep breath inhaling her perfume.
“Mmm,
you know... it’s been a long time since I’ve encountered one of you, girls of
your... calibre are so hard to come by these days, especially since you managed
to keep yourself, intact for four
thousand seven hundred and sixty five years.” His hand slid up her body to her
breast and instinctively she raised her own hand to pull his away and wriggled
slightly. “Ah ah ah, no no, see, you don’t get to make any moves without my say
so.” He laughed softly in her ear again, a menacing spine chilling sound.
“Guess what? I’m not going to say so; you’re going to do as you’re told.”
Kiren felt her eyes
sting as what happening sunk in, try as she might; she began to cry.
Roughly
Jasper spun her about to face him; his eyes showed his anger mixed with lust. A
low growl came from him as he fiercely kissed his neck and décolletage while
beginning to untie the strings of her corset.
‘I’m sorry...’ She focused on
her thoughts rather than what was happening to her, though she could feel
everything and responded to Jasper’s orders. ‘I won’t let him hurt you, I’ll never let him hurt any of you... forgive
me.’
Jasper
pushed her onto the bed tossing the corset aside then took off his own clothes
and roughly climbed on top of her.
Again,
the feeling that something was slipping away from her gripped her like a cold draft.
With each passing moment, more and more of it seemed to disappear, like ice
melting in the sun and pouring down a drain.
The
night was long and drawn out for, she had never thought her first time would be
anything like some a paperback novel. As old as she was, she had learnt that
things like that just didn’t happen.
But
this was something else she had never
thought about, even in her worst nightmares.
Jasper
wasn’t gentle and didn’t care if she cried out in pain or almost passed out
from it.
Finally
as dawn was beginning to break, he was done with her after satisfying himself
more times than she could keep track of.
She
dressed back into the corset and couldn’t help but sit on the edge of the bed
rubbing her eyes that were sore, she had been unable to stop herself from crying
the entire time.
“Get
out, and get yourself cleaned up... Reiss will be your guard when I don’t have
need of you, you’ll do as he wants. Hopefully he can teach you a few tricks
other than crying. Now get out of my sight...”
His
voice was a snarl as he unlocked and opened the door.
Kiren
stood tall as she walked out of the room and down the corridor out of his sight;
she thought it best to at least leave with some dignity after having most of it
ripped away.
At
the end of the corridor out of his sight, she lost it.
Running
back to her room, tears streamed down her face and she held onto herself as
though she was her own life preserver.
Reiss
had come around the corner of the corridor just as Kiren had run off.
He
knew it would be best to let her get cleaned up before he approached her, as
much as Jasper had given him the duty of ‘guarding’ her while he continued organising
his work.
The
small, re-envisaged lake side town of Hidden Springs had been Jasper’s families
doing over the past three decades, now Jasper was following in his families footsteps.
The
sleepy town had been just that, and when Jasper’s family had moved from
Moonlight Falls because his father had remarried a vampire, he used her mind
control abilities and easily swayed the entire town to elect him mayor. From
there it had been just a few easy steps to transforming the town into a
somewhat bustling chic-getaway place for rich Sims to come and live as well as
holiday.
Seeing
how easy it was, he got to work setting up organisations run by other like
minded Lycans in Twinbrook and Riverview, other sleepy drone type towns that
had just needed the pack mentality of Lycans to take control.
The
seeded idea had grown from there and Jasper being an ambitious lad had eagerly
taken the reigns once his father’s methods became too old fashioned and needed
to be, updated and carried out in
such a way that no one would know what was happening until it was too late to
stop it.
