Mortal Pet. Immortal Master. 1

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I was alone, curled up into a tight ball in a corner of one of the many cells that they have for slaves. No one ever started out as slaves, it only happened 16 years ago. On my birthday, so naturally I was sold to the vampires at birth. This was the only life I had ever known, but some of the other slaves tell me stories of the olden days when humans and vampires lived together.

The guards, and everyone here, was a vampire but me. The other reason why there are slaves is because some vampires protested and so they are sent to be a slave with the humans. The reason why I was alone is because my only friend had been sold to a vampire girl who looked at me and him in disgust. I wondered how he was going.

“Number 79. Come out here.” The man called, that was my number. I got up slowly as I still had a headache from last nights beatings. It was freezing cold and I was only wearing a short revealing dress. I hugged myself and shivered wishing that the wind would die down.

“Hurry up.” Said one of the guards, grabbing my roughly by the arm and pulling me onto the stand. “Here is a fine specimen of a weak human girl. Obedient, a virgin and with a starting price of $1000. Place your bids.”

I looked around me at the people who where there. Obviously all vampires were stunningly beautiful, but this time there were no females. My hopes of being owned by a female who might understand me were crushed. All that the vampire males wanted out of a slave was her, in bed with him.

“$15000!” Said a guy in the back eyeing me up, looking at my body and calculating. I looked around hoping someone else might buy me, instead of this perverted guy.

“Going once, twice, three times…” I was getting desperate. Wouldn’t somebody put their hand up?

“$400, 000!” Another guy shouted from somewhere behind me. I turned and saw the prince’s hand up. His gaze pointed at me in a demanding way. When I meant someone I didn’t mean the prince, he might not do anything that bad but I knew, from a few people, that his slaves – well his families – are the worst treated in the world.

“Sold! To Prince Aaron.” He took out some papers from his pocket and handed them to one of the guards. “Take her into the checking room and make sure he is satisfied with his purchase beforehand.” He hissed into the guards ear.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a room with handcuffs hanging from the wall, this wouldn’t be good. Last time they put me into handcuffs they beat my half to death so you can understand what I did just then.

I bit the guards hand and ran like hell out a door. I looked behind me to see where I was going and ran straight into somebody. They caught me and chuckled slightly. “Didn’t I just buy you?” Oh shit it was the prince.

He took me back into the room and I struggled all the way. I hated this place; I hated these people, why did they have to do the things they do to us. I mean, what’s beating us and starving us going to do anyways?!

Normally I would have gone along with it, just keeping my head down and dealing with my pain, but today I was terrified. I didn’t want to be beaten up everyday of my life. I wanted to be free, no threats, no vampires and no unjust treatment.

“I am sorry, your highness. She’s not usually like this; she’s always the quiet scared one of the bunch, always looking out for others instead of herself that’s why I have to do this.” He came over to me and roughly shoved me against the wall clipping the handcuffs into place. Then he started to beat me.

I was used to it now but the pain still hurt like a thousand needles piercing my skin all at once. I began to sob during the hits. I reined it in after a minute though trying not to show my pain, squeezing my eyes shut so tightly that it hurt, but still some traitor tears came out.

“Enough!” The prince said in a demanding tone. “She has had her punishment for today. I do not care about the checking of goods and I’ve already signed the papers so I shall be taking her home right now.” He came up close to me and pulled at the wall behind me with what seemed like a little strength, he had pulled the handcuffs right out of the wall.

“I’ll take it from here.” He pulled on them mercilessly. “Hurry up. I can’t wait all day for you.” He snapped at me. Suddenly all the sleepless nights due to being so scared of their horrible beatings, crashed down on me and I collapsed.

“Shut up! You’ll wake her up.” Said a male voice, quite close to my left ear. I just realized that I was freezing cold and that someone’s arms where around me. I snuggled up into their chest to try and stay warm. It didn’t help. The person was as cold as outside.

“So what, she’s just a worthless slave. She should be awake; she should be doing something for you, not snuggling into your arms like a baby.” Said another masculine voice, though, this one was full of disgust and anger.

I tried to tell them that I was awake but it came out as an unintelligible mumble. I felt the arms around me tighten, just a little bit, but it scared me. I began to hyperventilate and started struggling with that persons hold on me.

“Well, she is awake. Worthless piece of crap. And she’s struggling, I told you, you should have broken her in, then she wouldn’t do this.” Said the man who was holding me.

The person holding me began to growl; I could feel the vibrations through his chest. I stopped everything, struggling, breathing, and just sat there petrified. I was shaking so hard it nearly knocked me senseless. The person stopped growling to say “Get out!” at someone else. His grip on me tightened and I heard a door slam shut.

Suddenly I was thrown onto the stone floor. “Stop your whimpering girl; you are testing my patience.” I looked up to see who it was and I saw the face of prince Aaron, and he wasn’t looking to kind at the moment.

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