Thank you for being so patient. Incase you needed a quick recap, here it is. Zander is hosting a massive orgy for various vampires and their slaves. They had just had a foursome with Milo and Kristoff. Skylar began to feel uncomfortable, so Zander took her back to their room where they cuddled. He finally told her how he became a vampire.

Zander

I sighed heavily as I finished my story for Skylar. Knots tore at my stomach waiting for her reaction. Regretting my past mistakes. I thought she had fallen asleep as I droned on.

“It’s hard, living a life that you didn’t choose.”She spoke softly. Her hand trailed my torso lightly as I soaked in her words.

“You don’t think of me as a monster? Many humans do.” My voice shook ever so slightly

Skylar sat up looking me in the eyes. “No, Master. You had no idea what you were doing. You only did what your new instincts told you.”

“Skylar, how did you end up at Madam Charity’s? Your file was incomplete.”

“It doesn’t matter, there’s not much to tell sir.” She laid her head back down on my chest. 

My fingers lazily moved to her back moving across it mimicking her movements on my chest. “Pet, it matters to me. Tell me your story.”

Skylar exhaled, I could feel the anxiety roll off her. 

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Skylar’s Story

It was storming. Thunder rumbled through the air outside. Lightening streaked through the sky. 

I sat on my mother’s lap, hiding my face in her soft apron. She was trying to calm me. I had just turned six, and I was terrified of storms. 

She read me a book, making funny voices for each of the characters. Slowly my tears dried as I became immersed in the story. 

Hurried footsteps approached the door. My mother clenched me tightly as the door swung open. It was only my father. He had looked so scared, his face as white as sheet. He instructed my mom to hide me, that the rumors were true and that they were coming. 

I was swiftly placed into a cupboard. The cupboard was lined with blankets and pillow. I was told to stay quit as the door was closed. I was surrounded by darkness. I could hear the rain hit the windows, the wind howling and the thunder rumbling.

The door banged open, then the screams from my mother and father rang throughout the cabin. Something was growling on the other side of the door. I did my best to hold the sobs in. 

Suddenly the cupboard door opened. At first, I thought it was my mother or father, but I was sorely mistaken. It was a strange man, his eyes dark, his teeth sharp. Roughly he pulled me out, looking me up and down. I tried to not look at the heaps that were my parents. 

He picked me up aggressively and carried me out into the pouring rain. 

I was sold to Madam Charity’s the next day. You could say she raised me. More like molded me. I was beaten and locked up quite often. Once I was old enough, she made clean and do chores around the shop. 

When I was eleven, I started taking care of the older slaves after their sessions. I would always have nightmares afterwards. If I misbehaved I was locked in a cage. Even when I was good, I rarely got rewarded.

Once I turned eighteen Madam Charity made me serve the creatures that entered her shop. It was then that I planned my escape. It took me three years. 

I had to be careful because I knew the vampires that visited me could read minds. Some had other powers too. It was hard, but I managed. 

Now, I have my family.