Xavier’s POV
“They’re called beds not trampolines Lyn.” I said.
“But Master they’re so much fun to bounce on!” He protested.
“Go to bed Lyn, you had a long hard day and you need some rest.”
“Yes Master.” Lyn said obediently, lying down on the bed and pulling the covers around him.
I left his bedroom and went upstairs to my own bedroom when I heard a loud crash. Lyn!
I raced down the stairs and into his bedroom, which was now empty, and the window smashed open, and not a trace of Lyn.
He ran away? That little bastard! After all I’ve given him he runs off! Wait, the collar, I can track him!
I drove down to the Hunters Society Center and tracked his collar, and it said he was out near Green River.
I drove out there and found Lyn.
“M-Master, thank God, I-”
“Shut the fuck up! I can’t believe you! Running off at the crack of dawn!” I cut him off.
“But Master I-” I kicked him in the stomach and grabbed him up by the hair and started pulling him away.
“Master, please, don’t-” I slammed his head face first into a nearby tree.
“Just shut up until we get home.” I hissed.
“But Master-”
“Shut it!” I yelled, tightening my grip on his black hair.
The damned mutt finally shut up, and didn’t speak until we were back at the house. I dragged him to the back yard and tied his hands to separate poles, I pulled out my whip that I thought I’d never have to use, and beat him with it, I swear I was so angry at him that I was seeing red. Lyn screamed out in agony as I beat him profusely with the whip, it was not until my arm got tired that I finally stopped.
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Silver Shackles, Silver Whip
VampireI hate him, he leaves me to die, he beats me, he drugs me, he makes me wish I were never born. Help me, free me from these silver shackles and take away this silver whip...
