Chapter 134

   Burke woke naked and sore on a bed. He sat up and looked around. The room was plain. The only furniture was the basic bed he lay on. Two doors led out of the room. One led to an equally plain bathroom. The other was locked, but presumably led to the rest of building. The pain he felt was from the numerous tattoos now covering his body. He studied them out of curiosity and boredom. He felt they had meaning, but it was elusive as far as he was concerned.

   The door opened and a young man entered the room carrying a tray of food. His nearly naked body was covered with tattoos as well.

   “You are to eat before you are seen.”

   “Where am I?” Burke demanded.

   “That is not for me to say.”

   “Why have you kidnapped me?”

   “I cannot say.”

   “What can you say then?”

   “You must eat before you are seen.”

   The food was plain but nourishing. Burke had eaten worse. Neither of the vampires who’d helped raised him were good cooks.

   “Follow me,” the other man said.

   Burke followed the young man, a little self-consciously. He wasn’t used to running around nude. He wasn’t like Byron, who flat out refused to be seen naked by anybody. Burke swallowed a little as he remembered teasing his brother about his body shyness.

   An older man, flanked by two younger men, waited for him in the room where he was escorted.

   “Why have you kidnapped me?” He asked.

   “I have a client who hired me to find someone with particular characteristics. You match those.”

   “Someone paid you to kidnap me?” He said incredulously.

   “Yes. Don’t act so surprised. You’re hardly the first and you won’t be the last. I’m getting a lot of money for you. It wasn’t easy to find someone like you. Vampire children don’t grow on trees.”

   Burke paled slightly at that last statement. It was bad enough that someone wanted someone like him, but if they were looking specifically for vampire children, his entire family was at risk.

   “What does your client want with me?”

   “I don’t really know or care. But most of my clients have unusual tastes that only I can fulfill.”

   “How can you sleep at night? Doesn’t it bother you to traffic in child prostitutes?”

   “No.  How old are you anyway?”

   “Sixteen.”

   “Hmm, a bit older than my usual product, however, since you are a special order, I doubt the client will object. Hopefully your masculine attributes will be acceptable.”

   “My what?” Burke said confused.

   The man stood up and firmly grasped Burke’s penis. “This. He wanted a virgin vampire child, preferably female, but…”

   Burke stared into the man’s face. He couldn’t believe that he was being sold to a pedophile.

    “Take him back to his room.”

   The young man led Burke to his barren room to await his fate.