This is Part 42 out of 62. If you have not read the previous parts I highly suggest it ☺️

Skylar

I stood in the shower cleaning up for the event. Tears silently rolled down my face. Hearing not only about the event, but about Lazarus and the other mob bosses. I had put everyone in danger. If it wasn’t for me, they would be safe.

The bathroom door opened and I did my best to hide my tears. The shower door opened and closed. Master snaked an arm around my waste and pulled me close to him kissing the top of my head.

We stood in silence as the water washed over us.

“This situation is not Kristoff’s fault, Milos, mine, or even yours.” He breathed into my ear. “You will be safe, and so will Kristoff.”

“Thank you Master” “Did you finish cleaning yourself? Or were you distracted by your thoughts?” He asked turning me towards him.

I nodded my head.

It happened quickly. I almost didn’t see his hand. He grabbed my jaw squeezing it lightly. Not enough to fully hurt, but to get my attention.

“Words pet.” He growled. He wasn’t going to allow me to forget my place even with mob bosses after us.

“Yes Master. I finished.” I managed through puckered lips.

“Do not make a mistake tonight. Our lives count on it.” He let me face drop. “Finish getting ready.”

Zander

I stood on the stage with Milo and our pets. I was to open the event with the rules, and it was almost time. I glanced down at Skylar. She had minimal clothing on, I thought she would feel better. Most of the other pets, and vampires for that matter would be fully nude. Her body trembled a little. I handed Milo her leash before walking onto the stage.

In front of me there were hundreds of vampires and slaves waiting for their guidelines, eager to jump in to tonight festivities.

“Welcome. Tonight, is an age old tradition started many centuries ago to help us control our unremitting desires. Both for blood and bodily desires.” I paused as the crowd grew excited. “At the Hoffman house, the rules are as followed. Consent between vampires must be give before interacting with one another. You may be here to only watch. Consent from the Master of slaves before they are used for blood or other needs by others. Check-ins and safe words are expected. Finally, never separate a slave from their Master’s eyesight. You have your rules, no go forth and enjoy yourselves. The wait staff will have refreshments.” I smiled flashing my fangs as the group in front of me began to scurry to their spots. Seeking out partners to fulfill their fantasy’s.

I turned towards Milo taking Skylar’s leash from him. Together we walked out of the great room and headed to the sunroom.

Our guests were wasting no time. Moans and grunts began filling the air. The smell of sex rising. You could also hear the slaps and screams from the ones who enjoyed pain.

My senses were on high alert, listening for anything that sounded unusual. Milo was scanning the crowd, looking for faces that were tied to the mob bosses.

A moment later we entered the sunroom, surrounded by glass. Three of the walls were made of glass and so was the ceiling. You could see the super full moon rising in the sky. I could sense a group or two among the plants, their panting and moaning growing with each second.

In the back corner of the room there was bed, much like you find by a pool. It had a canopy with shear red curtains, and candles surrounding it. Next to the bed stood a servant holding a tray with four drinks. As we approached they quickly removed the reserve sign setting the drinks on the table.

“Master Zander, Master Milo, is there anything else that you need at this time?” he asked

“No thank you. Have a good evening.” The servant walked away leaving the four of us to our spacious bed.