Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 25
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charisstomaTitle: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 25
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 654
|P OCD for the links.
Follows from Part 24
Sonya had been meticulous as always in accessing my various health indicators and given me an encouraging smile before she left. I shivered. Sonya I knew and was comfortable with but this time was very much like when I first met Connell except I knew what was going to happen, sort of, and I almost asked for the laughing gas to handle the tension.
I could handle this, I told myself and shivered again. This could go very, very badly or very good or … I didn’t know how I wanted it to go. The door slid open and he walked in just as I remembered him, his face stern. Someone didn’t want to be here though no one could have forced him to unless he wanted to be here. Vlad was a force to be reckoned with.
“So,” I began nonchalantly, “how’s Vlad?”
“Standing up or reading while draped over a chair,” Warren’s face cracked into a small smile, “ass up of course. But then you knew that that would happen or so he told me.”
I flinched mumbling, “yeah, he said something like that.”
“Connell is more lax in his spanking, reserving it for sex play. I prefer that my consort know that even in his punishment, he is made aware that I still love him. Consorts are like small children, you have to keep them safe, sometimes even from themselves. Vlad would have worse happen to him if Connell thought he was working against him, Connell wants you very much. I prefer Vlad suffer a small amount of pain rather than a possibly fatal confrontation which I would then have to address in my official capacity. Connell would suffer either severe punishment or be dead, Stephen would be without his consort, Vlad would be remorseful and you still wouldn’t have the consort you say you love.”
“Okay so politics but how exactly does Vlad know that you still love him after you beat his ass to the point he can’t sit!” My voice rose in defiance the further into the sentence I went.
Warren gave a full on smile, “But he is able to sit and I explained it to him afterwards as he sat in my lap and went over each and every one the points of what could happen as a result of his manipulations.”
“And yet you’re still here.”
He sighed, “Yes. Punishing Vlad is not pleasurable for me. But you’ve met him, he is persistent. I talked to Connell and explained Vlad had already been disciplined and then I asked if Stephen could come over and sit with him while I was gone. I’m sure by now ice is being applied to the areas in need.”
“Connell didn’t mind you being my second diner?”
“We have been friends since we were new fanged. Connell is aware that someone else would need to feed on you to satisfy the Council’s requirements. He also knows my Vlad,” Warren smiled fondly, “Vlad has been a topic of discussion many times.”
“You love him,” Everett said softly in wonder.
With a boyish grin Warren said, “I’m also hungry. I just arrived home and Vlad refused to feed me until I listened to him about you. And then after his spanking, well,” he spread his hands helplessly, “he wouldn’t taste very well since it was a punishment.” He looked down frowned darkly, “I’m sure that that was part of his plan too.”
“So how did your name get on the list two days a- …” Warren stared stolidly at him. “Oh. Vlad.” Everett didn’t really need to see Warren nod in confirmation. Snickering, “He’s sneaky.”
“Yes. Yes he is. Less talk more sucking,” Warren scooped Everett up divesting him of remaining clothing in smooth haste.
“Your Vlad technique is showing,” Everett said and then arched up with a cry as fangs daintily pierced his cock head. The appetizer course was being served.
Continues with Part 26
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 654
|P OCD for the links.
Follows from Part 24
Sonya had been meticulous as always in accessing my various health indicators and given me an encouraging smile before she left. I shivered. Sonya I knew and was comfortable with but this time was very much like when I first met Connell except I knew what was going to happen, sort of, and I almost asked for the laughing gas to handle the tension.
I could handle this, I told myself and shivered again. This could go very, very badly or very good or … I didn’t know how I wanted it to go. The door slid open and he walked in just as I remembered him, his face stern. Someone didn’t want to be here though no one could have forced him to unless he wanted to be here. Vlad was a force to be reckoned with.
“So,” I began nonchalantly, “how’s Vlad?”
“Standing up or reading while draped over a chair,” Warren’s face cracked into a small smile, “ass up of course. But then you knew that that would happen or so he told me.”
I flinched mumbling, “yeah, he said something like that.”
“Connell is more lax in his spanking, reserving it for sex play. I prefer that my consort know that even in his punishment, he is made aware that I still love him. Consorts are like small children, you have to keep them safe, sometimes even from themselves. Vlad would have worse happen to him if Connell thought he was working against him, Connell wants you very much. I prefer Vlad suffer a small amount of pain rather than a possibly fatal confrontation which I would then have to address in my official capacity. Connell would suffer either severe punishment or be dead, Stephen would be without his consort, Vlad would be remorseful and you still wouldn’t have the consort you say you love.”
“Okay so politics but how exactly does Vlad know that you still love him after you beat his ass to the point he can’t sit!” My voice rose in defiance the further into the sentence I went.
Warren gave a full on smile, “But he is able to sit and I explained it to him afterwards as he sat in my lap and went over each and every one the points of what could happen as a result of his manipulations.”
“And yet you’re still here.”
He sighed, “Yes. Punishing Vlad is not pleasurable for me. But you’ve met him, he is persistent. I talked to Connell and explained Vlad had already been disciplined and then I asked if Stephen could come over and sit with him while I was gone. I’m sure by now ice is being applied to the areas in need.”
“Connell didn’t mind you being my second diner?”
“We have been friends since we were new fanged. Connell is aware that someone else would need to feed on you to satisfy the Council’s requirements. He also knows my Vlad,” Warren smiled fondly, “Vlad has been a topic of discussion many times.”
“You love him,” Everett said softly in wonder.
With a boyish grin Warren said, “I’m also hungry. I just arrived home and Vlad refused to feed me until I listened to him about you. And then after his spanking, well,” he spread his hands helplessly, “he wouldn’t taste very well since it was a punishment.” He looked down frowned darkly, “I’m sure that that was part of his plan too.”
“So how did your name get on the list two days a- …” Warren stared stolidly at him. “Oh. Vlad.” Everett didn’t really need to see Warren nod in confirmation. Snickering, “He’s sneaky.”
“Yes. Yes he is. Less talk more sucking,” Warren scooped Everett up divesting him of remaining clothing in smooth haste.
“Your Vlad technique is showing,” Everett said and then arched up with a cry as fangs daintily pierced his cock head. The appetizer course was being served.
Continues with Part 26
