Ice trembled when his
captor burst into his cell. He struggled not to vomit as he was tied up and
pushed into a corner. The only thing he could do to help Blade was give him the
illusion of privacy by closing his eyes as the other was raped.
Brutus dragged Ice to his
feet and he stumbled after the other vampire. He was blindfold, gagged and tied
to a bed to await his fate. He didn’t know how long he lay there before the
door opened again.
A hand stroked his face.
“You have been a very bad boy, my beloved mate. I trusted you not to give into
your base lusts. Obviously I was away too long. They took horrible advantage of
your innocent and trusting nature.” Ice felt dampness between his legs as his
captor tenderly washed his genitals. “There, I’ve wiped away all trace of their
attack. Now you are pure again.”
His legs were nudged opened and then he was
raped. “I’ll wipe away all trace of their sin with my own seed. You’ll bear me
lots of strong, healthy children.”
Ice lost track of the
number of times he was mounted. Periodically he was sponged clean and fed. He
slept and was awakened by the other’s frantic thrusts. This was how his days
went. Eat. Sleep. Rape.
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