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The guard opens the door for me as I approach it. I thank him and place my bag on the ground. I lift my hair out of the way to give him access to my neck. He hovers the card near the lock located at the nape of my neck, and it clicks open. I remove the collar and place it in his waiting hand.

"Master Caspian has requested you wait in his chambers."

I nod and pick up my bag. "Thank you, Sir."

I smile at the clerk seated behind the desk in the lobby and press the button to call the lift. It whirs down to my level and I step inside. I push the button for the top floor and I am cast heavenwards.

I know I have at least twenty minutes before Master finishes his work and returns home. I tie my hair up and take a quick shower. When I'm out and dry, I change into some pretty lilac lingerie. I check my make up and take down my hair to brush it.

Once I'm ready, I sit down on the bed and scroll through my phone. I hear the front door open and sit upright. I lock my phone, put it on the side and drop to my knees on the floor by the bed. I bow my hand and lay my hands flat on my thighs, assuming the position he likes me to take.

The bedroom door opens. I listen to the sound of his polished shoes against the floorboards. The expensive black shoes come into my view and stop directly in front of me.

"Stand, little one."

I follow his command immediately and get to my feet. I keep my head bowed until he places his fingers under my chin and lifts it so I meet his deep red eyes.

"How was your day?" He asks smoothly, his accent is seductive and rough.

"Very good, thank you, Master," I reply softly.

His eyes scan over my face and he smiles. Gosh, he looks so handsome when he smiles. His black hair is combed back off his face. His red eyes access me intensely.

"Lift your hair."

I do as he asks and also turn around, so that my back is to him. He makes a small hum of approval. The cold metal wraps around my neck and makes goosebumps break out on my arms, but it warms from my skin quickly.

Once the collar is locked into place, I turn back around to face him. The collar is his favourite; a silver one with his name etched into it; Master Kirill Caspian.

It's one that I am proud to wear.

Master saved me from at the auction one year ago. I don't know where I would be now if he hadn't picked me, and I don't ever want to find out. He saw in the cages before the auction, our eyes met and I remember looking down straight away. I was curious, but I didn't want to get in trouble.

I could feel his eyes on me, I knew he was still looking. I was scared about being bought, but the brief glimpse I got of his eyes told me that they were kind.

I shivered amongst the other girls and waited to be auctioned. Eventually, I was pulled onto a podium and put up for sale. I was made to stand perfectly still as someone barked prices next to me. The man from before, my future master, bought me at an extortionate price within moments.

I was both shocked and relieved. It turned out to be a blessing. For one year, a slave is on probation with their master. Next week marks one year of serving Master Caspian. Next week, I will be officially collared and turned into a vampire. I will be deemed worthy of the transition, I will finally be considered a person, not a lesser being because I am human.

"You look so beautiful in my collar, pet," he murmurs.

I can hear in his voice how happy he is and that makes me happy. He runs his fingers through my hair, I close my eyes and enjoy the attention. He hooks his fingers in the collar and pulls, making me lean towards him and lift up on my tiptoes.

"I have a meeting that I need to go to," he says. It's not a surprise, Master is very important in the vampire community. "I will be back in one hour. I want you to try and make yourself cum as many times as possible, but stop just before you orgasm. I will know if you cum. Bring yourself to the edge but don't follow through. I want you desperate and ready for me. Do you understand?"

His assignment sounds like torture, but I lick my lips and nod dutifully. "Yes, Master."

"Good, pet. I am going to chain you to the bed. Lay on it for me."

Without hesitation, I walk over to the bed and get down onto it. I roll onto my back and spread my legs. Master pauses at the end of the bed and admires me for a moment. He picks up a heavy metal chain from the floor, it is welded to the wall. He clips it to my collar and the cold metal lays between my breasts, I shiver at the contrast in temperature.

"Touch yourself for me."

I slide my hand into my lace g-string and rub my clit in small circles. I keep my eyes on my master the whole time, I know he likes that.

"Spread your legs wider."

He looks like he is unaffected, but his voice has dropped an octave. That added gravelly, deep timbre is a big giveaway that he is not as immune as he would like me to think. I spread my thighs wide and let my legs rest open on the bed. I daringly move my hand lower and push two fingers inside me. I don't need an hour to get myself ready for him, I'm wet right now.

His throat moves as he swallows. His eyes have darkened from red to burgundy. "Remove the underwear, I want to watch."

I sit up, slide off my g-string and lay back down. My cheeks are warm with a little shyness, but I am used to him looking at me so intimately. He made sure to break down any barriers I had in the first month of ownership.

His eyes are locked onto my pussy. He inhales sharply and his tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip. He shoves his hands into his pockets, perhaps as a way of stopping himself from touching me.

"I don't want to leave you, pet, but I have to. I will be back in one hour, no orgasms."

He gives me a stern look and then leaves the room. I slow my movements, wanting to hold off. I close my eyes and think of all the delicious things I want to do to him and I want him to do to me. I retract my fingers and rub my clit again, the little bundle of nerves is slippery under my fingertips.

With pictures of my master in my mind, I slowly build myself towards a powerful orgasm. I can predict how intense it will be from the quaking of my thighs and the burn in my lower stomach. I take myself right to the edge and then stop. I let out a shaky breath and give myself a couple seconds for the pleasure to recede. When it goes, I start up again.

By the time Master returns, my whole body is covered with a thin layer of moisture and my pussy has leaked a wet patch onto the mattress. My clit is throbbing and feels about twice the size that it normal is, but I know that is just an illusion.

Master enters the room and his eyes seek me out. They narrow as he finds me panting on the bed, looking at him with parted lips. My fingers are paused, half-in, half-out of my pussy. Master drops his gaze to between my legs and one corner of his mouth raises in a half-smile.

"How are you feeling, my pet?" He all but purrs at me as he crosses the room.

He pulls up the material of his slacks and kneels in front of my parted legs. He blows gently on my pussy, making me shudder.

"I'm feeling...frustrated, Master," I confess quietly.

"Well, we can't have that, can we?" He murmurs and strokes his big hands up my thighs. "Did you cum?"

I shake my head and then speak the words because I know he likes verbal answers. "No, Master."

He smiles widely. "Good pet."

He pushes my hand out of the way and lowers his mouth to my pussy. I love it when Master pleasures me with his tongue. He knows exactly what to do to make me scream out in pleasure. I've been so close to the edge for so long, he barely has to touch me for me to orgasm.

I cum against his tongue, clenching and gushing juices into his mouth. He laps up my wetness and spreads it over my labia with the tip of his tongue. My whole body feels sensitive from the stimulation, but he shows no signs of stopping.

He gives my clit a brief break before returning to it. He flattens his tongue and licks back and forth, building a steady pressure. I cum almost instantly, it's embarrassing how needy and desperate my body is for another orgasm.

"So greedy," he mumbles against my folds. "I love it. All for me."

"All for you, Master," I whisper.

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