Gilded Intentions - 1.1

 

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...”

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.