Taken

I do not remember much about how I was taken. The day had started out like any normal day! Got up went for a run, came home had a shower and some breakfast and then walked to work, finished work at the Law Firm that I worked for. It was a Friday and I had received an invite from one of my clients earlier that week to attend a ball that he was hosting that night. As was polite I had accepted the invitation. When the time came I walked out the front door and hopped into the carriage and settled myself in for the hour trek to get to the estate in which the ball was being held.

There was no incident on the journey to the estate. I arrived and presented my invitation and was admitted in the foyer of the mansion. From there I was led to the dining room where the guests were being left to mingle before dinner was served. I first made my way over to my clients to give them my thanks for the invite and give them compliments as was customary of a visitor. About an hour or so later we were all invited to take a seat at one of the tables as dinner was ready to be served.

Dinner was as tedious as it normally is amongst the rich and powerful. Money and politics were the topics over dinner and nothing else. Honestly I do not know why people even bother leaving work if all they talk about is work! Eventually the plates were cleared and we were all invited out into the garden where a marquee was set up with a small orchestra waiting. As I was making my way out to the marquee I felt an arm slip in through my mine and link. I looked down and found a pretty girl there at the age of about twenty summers. I myself was about twenty-four summers. She had a daring and mischievous smile.
“My Lady. How are you this fine evening?” I enquired.
“I am well kind sir and yourself?” Her voice was like a violin.
“I am well enough. What brings you to this party on this beautiful autumn’s eve?”
“My parents were invited and they decided to bring me with them. They wish to marry me off to some rich and powerful somebody but I have no interest in marrying just yet. I wish to travel. At least my dancing with you I can keep my parents of my case.”
“I am glad I can be of some service tonight My Lady.”
“So am I.”
“Shall we?” I asked while bowing and offering her my hand.
She curtsied and placed her delicately gloved hand in mine and I led us to the floor where we waltzed the night away. It was late when we finally broke apart and went our separate ways. I made my way to the front where my driver had the carriage ready to take me home. On the way home the driver called out to me to tell me that there was an obstruction lying across the road and that we had to stop so that he could take care of it. After twenty or so minutes I got out of the carriage to see what was taking the driver so long to clear the road. There was a large tree lying across the road and it looked like a huge gale had pushed it over as the roots were uprooted from the ground. As I looked around there was no other evidence to suggest that there had been a strong gale blowing across the terrain. I tensed as I realised that the tree had been deliberately placed on the road to stop people getting by easily. Then the world went black.

I woke up with my head splitting, I stretched and realised that my hands and feet were chained and that I was also lying naked on a wooden table. I flexed my muscles and strained against the bonds to see if I could break them. After several minutes I gave up and slumped down on to the table tired and sore. I called out for help for hours but no one came to my rescue, no one even told me to be quiet. I fell asleep from the exertion.

I was awoken what seemed seconds later by the touch of delicate fingers brushing over my body. I took everything in perfect clarity as if I had been awake for hours rather than seconds. I snapped my eyes open and threw myself against the bonds trying to break free and to attack my kidnapper. After I had finished thrashing against the bonds the hands again began to touch my body I followed the fingers up to the hand that was touching me, up to the shoulder and then on to the face. The first thing I experienced was confusion; my mind was telling me that the fingers belonged to a girl – the touch was so delicate – and yet they belonged to a man – a jaw dropping gorgeous looking man. He turned his face to me and I met his eyes for the first time. They were the most amazing eyes I had ever seen. They were the lightest green eyes I had ever seen. A smile broke across his face; his teeth were the whitest I had ever seen. In fact he was the most beautiful person I had ever seen, everything about him was perfection.
“Why are you holding me hostage?” I asked with my voice which was rough from all the yelling.
“Because I need to.” His voice was husky, sexy, and so compelling.
“But why?” I demanded.
“Because I need to live.” He answered.
“How am I to keep you alive?” I was seriously confused.
“You shall know soon enough.”

With that he left the room and I again struggled against the restraints. Five minutes later my kidnapper returned with a bowl in his hands and a towel over his shoulder. He set the bowl on the table and I saw that there was a cloth inside. He grabbed the cloth and wrung it out and started to wash my body. At first I struggled against him but his touch was too soft and soothing and extremely addictive! I allowed myself to relax and just stared up at the ceiling while I was thoroughly cleaned. My kidnapper dried me off when I was clean and left the room again. He returned twenty minutes later with a bowl of what smelled like potato and leek soup. My stomach rumbled in response to the smell of the appetising food. My kidnapper sat down beside me and spoon fed me the soup and when I was done he leant over and smelt my neck. He quickly got up and left the room. Again he returned but this time he grabbed a key from the wall and came over to the table and told me.
“I am going to let you go the toilet. Do not try any funny business, it will not work; I am warning you now. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I said reluctantly. I would first get the layout of the place so that when I did escape I would not get caught because I did not know where to go. He grabbed my arm and led me up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he opened the door and walked me through and turned to the right and stopped at a door. He opened the door and pushed me in. I flicked on the light and took care of my business.

I was taken back down the stairs into the basement cum dungeon. I was forced over to the table and he started to shackle my hands again. Instinctively I struggled against him but he was extremely strong and I could not escape. Within a minute I found myself strapped to the table again. I flexed against the bonds to test them.
“Do not even bother; you will not escape from here.”
“Why are you holding me here? I have never done anything wrong against you!”
“You are simply unlucky. You will help me to sustain myself.”
“But how?” I asked frustrated. “What can I give you that will sustain you?”
“I am what is known as an Amor Sanguinis.”
“There is no such thing as Amor Sanguinis. They are a myth nothing more.”
“Who told you that?”
“Come on? Everyone knows that Vampires are the equivalent to the childish boogey man!”
“Why do you not believe me?” He asked again.
“Because there are no such things as vampires!” I said frustrated.
“Not true.” He simply said.
“Then prove it!” I said smirking.
The man pulled his lips back over his teeth as if he was smiling. I saw that his canines were indeed longer than what was normal but I was not fazed.
“Not really convincing. You could easily have put them on. I have known some people who temporarily glue them on for a practical joke!”
“Since you will not believe the teeth then watch me.”
With that he was gone. Not even a second later he was over near the door which was 10 metres away. He then brought over a stone that was on the ground, held it over my chest, and ground it to dust and let it fall to my chest. Then last of all he stared into my eyes and I felt myself go hard against my own volition. For the first time I was seriously afraid. His speed and strength were beyond the normal boundaries. I gulped and spoke in a whisper.
“You need my blood don’t you?”
“Yes I do.”
“Then why have you brought me here? Could you not have done it when I was out of the carriage or already?”
“I could have but I do not give into my bloodlust. I could compel you to surrender to me but I do not like to take away someone’s free will.”
“You took away my free will when you took me hostage!” I pointed out.
“Touché but not what I was referring to. I was referring to the giving of blood. Especially in your case.”
“Why?”
“Because every person’s blood is different, therefore making it sacred. Even more so to vampires. Yours smells especially delectable! It is making my mouth water.”
I kept my mouth closed to keep the contents of my stomach down. It was partly from disgust but mostly from fear. It had finally sunk in that I would end up being something’s dinner. He saw the fear play across my face and said to me.
“Do not worry; you will not feel much pain just the initial bite.”
“If you have any mercy in you please do it now. Kill me.” I sobbed with a couple of tears streaming down my face. He stroked my face obviously trying to calm me. He leaned in and pressed his lips to my jugular and I felt him spread his lips. As he promised I only felt the initial bite and then pure bliss! I was in a state of absolute euphoria, nothing had ever felt better. We both sighed together. I sank deeper and deeper into my euphoric state as he drank more of my blood. Then he pulled away.
“No please keep going.” I moaned.
He had only been drinking for five seconds and I was already an addict to his bite. He chuckled.
“That feeling is nothing compared to what you will be feeling later on.”
“Keep going then. I want more!”
Again my kidnapper chuckled, though I did no longer consider him to be my kidnapper. More like by hit of an addictive narcotic, I craved more and I would not be satisfied until my next hit. With that my source of my addiction rose and walked over to the door. As he opened the door I asked.
“A name?”
He simply replied with ‘Adam’ and closed the door behind him.

The hours passed and Adam did not return and I started to come down from the high. I shivered and shook as less and less of my addiction became available to my system. I dozed in and out of sleep during the many hours that Adam was not there. At some points I would think about all the people that would be worried about where I was but then the memory of the euphoria that I experienced would come to the front of my mind and I would not care about any person who worried for me, all I wanted was my next hit.

What seemed like an eternity later Adam returned and I moaned in delight knowing what was coming if not now then later on. On one hand he had a tray containing two bowls – one smelt like chicken soup, while the other bowl must have had water in it. In the other hand there was a black silk bath robe and a towel folded over his arm. He placed the towel on the foot of the table and placed the tray on a bench on the other side of the room. He brought over the soup and fed me again. He then took me up to the bathroom so that I could take care of my needs. Once back down in the dungeon he sat me on the table and he wiped me over with the cloth rinsed in the water. He payed particular attention to my mid section, gently rubbing it and making me hard. I sat there like a good little boy waiting for the treat that I knew I would get. All of a sudden I felt something moist engulf my cock! I looked down in surprise to find Adam there.
“What are you doing?” I asked while trying to push him away.

He didn’t answer, he just kept on going. I feebly tried to get him away but his strength versus mine, there was no competition. Minutes later I just did not care anymore; what he was making me feel almost felt better than the induced high that I got from his bite. I had never received this kind of attention before in my life; he knew exactly where to suck, to lick, to prod with that god-like tongue of his. About ten minutes later I came in a mind numbing orgasm – I swear that I saw stars – Adam laid me down on my back then rolled me over and pushed my knees underneath me so that my arse was in the air looking at him. I did not know what he was going to do; my heart began to beat double time. Then all of a sudden I felt something moist lick across my hole. I jumped in surprise; I had not been expecting that. Adam grabbed my hips and forced my arse further onto his face. He licked my hole back and forth sometimes going up and down the crack; he was driving me wild; I had never felt anything so good, sexually that is. It was topped when he stuck his tongue into my hole. I let out a huge moan and pushed my arse further back trying to get more of his tongue into my hole. He pulled away and immediately replaced it with a finger. I yelped with shock more than pain. Before I even got used to the first another was pushed in then another. Before I even had time to adjust to one I had three in my arse! For several minutes Adam wriggled his fingers and twisted them inside my chute to get me used to having something in there. I had to admit that it felt quite good, every now and then Adam would hit a certain spot, and it would send shivers of pleasure through my entire body.
He then pulled his fingers out and I felt empty. I reached around and instantly stuck three of my fingers in. I moaned with lust! Adam reached down and grabbed the towel he had brought in and looked back to see me finger fucking myself and moaning like a well bred bitch in heat. He chuckled and said to me.
“I see that you like having something filling the hole.”
I gave a delighted moan in response.
“Well; follow me and you can have a proper shower.”
“But you already bathed me earlier on?”
“Yes but nothing truly feels better than having a nice HOT shower over a lukewarm wipe over. You would have to agree to that wouldn’t you?”
“I suppose.”
I withdrew my hands and I followed him up to the bathroom that was on the second floor. The bathroom was exquisite to say the least as well as the whole house now that I had a chance to see parts of it. This place just oozed money, very old money at that!

Adam turned on the water and allowed it to get warm while getting undressed. Once the water was nice and hot Adam pulled me into the shower with him. When I stood under the nozzle I sighed with delight. Adam had been right a nice hot shower does absolute wonders. Adam reached around me and grabbed some soap and a piece of cloth and then he proceeded to wash me all over. I allowed him to continue while I felt the hot water help to release all of my tightened muscles. Once Adam had finished washing my body he placed the soap and cloth in my hands. I knew what to do. I soaped the cloth up some more and proceeded to wash Adam’s entire body and what a body it was! He was all sinewy muscle! Not once ounce of fat on his entire body! There were certain spots where I paid particular attention but eventually I finished washing Adam’s body down entirely. Once we were completely washed and rinsed Adam turned off the water and went and got us both a towel. I could not take my eyes off of Adam as he dried his chiselled body. Adam then picked up the black silk robe and handed it to me when I was dry and I put it on while Adam grabbed a blood coloured robe from the back of the door. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom.
“Go on Tobias take off your robe and climb into bed.”
I did as Adam said and climbed under the sheets of the bed. They were Egyptian Silk and felt so erotic again my bare skin. Adam climbed in beside and I moved over and met him halfway. Adam wrapped his arms around me and I fell asleep promptly like I had been drugged.

I woke up some time later when I felt Adam engulf my cock in his mouth.
“Adam...” I moaned.
Adam’s fingers brushed all over my body causing my whole body to burn with lust and a sexual hunger that needed to be satiated. I brushed my hands over his broad well defined shoulders and placed my hands under his arms and pulled him up so that his face was level with mine. I could see the hunger in Adam’s eyes. I placed my hand in his hair and led him to my jugular so that he could drink from me.
“I do not need that.” He growled against my throat.
He kissed his way up to my lips and kissed me so deeply and erotically I melted. Adam reached down and stuck three fingers up my love chute. I arched my back in pleasure. Adam broke the kiss and whispered in my ear.
“Do you want it?”
I knew what he was talking about but I could not reply as I was in the throes of such pleasure so I gave a slight nod of my head and let out a huge moan as Adam hit that magical spot again. Adam took his fingers out my chute and was instantly replaced by Adam’s hard and eager cock. When his cock slipped in I screamed out in pleasure! It felt so much better than fingers. Adam slowly pushed his hips forward it was driving me crazy! I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him in. He was a lot bigger than I thought and the pain shot through me and I screamed out in pain. Adam started to pull out but I held his hips in place with my legs.
“Give me a moment to get used to it.” I whispered.
Adam held his hips in place and waited for me. My chute kept contracting trying to force the intrusion out and every time my chute contracted Adam growled in my ear in pleasure.
“Adam I am fine now.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, keep going.”
Adam rocked his hips back and forward. The pain was almost gone but I kept my chute contracting so that every time Adam had all of his cock inside of me it was gripped by my chute. Adam was so gentle with me. I would whisper for him to go harder and he did not leave me disappointed, I could not help but moan in pleasure.

When Adam reached his climax he threw his head back and roared with ecstasy. Adam pulled out and took my cock in his mouth and I echoed his roar with my own only a couple of minutes later. Adam prowled up my body and lent down and kissed me. When we came down from the high of our sexual release Adam laid down beside me pulled me into his body and we both fell asleep.