Date: Sat, 18 Sep 2004 10:09:16 -0400
From: Vampire Writer <gayvampire2001-writer@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Master My Lover The Beginning Chapter 5
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The Beginning: Chapter 5
The plane touched down like a feather. It came to a stop outside of
the General Aviation terminal. A mobile set of stairs was pushed up to the
jet. Will and Chris descended the stairs in silences and got into the
waiting limo. Taking seats opposite from each other Will picked up the
phone and spoke to the driver. He put hung up and said to Chris, "Well,
Mark had already told the driver where we are going. You don't mind if we
do some cloths shopping while we are here do you?"
"No sir, you're the boss." Chris replied toying with Will.
"Alright smart ass, you know you can call me Will. The only time
you have to address me formally is when company is around." Will said.
"I know I just like pulling you chain. So what kind of cloths
shopping do you have in mind?" Chris asked.
"Well, I'm not sure, why?" Will asked.
"I was just wondering. I could us with some more cloths since all
mine went up in flames. I have some money saved up. I don't know how far it
will go here though." Chris replied.
"Is this your first time in New York.?" Will asked, changing the
subject.
"Yea, this is my first time outside of Georgia actually." Chris
answered.
They drove on for a little while longer. Finally the limo came to a
stop on Park Avenue. Chris and Will got out. Chris' head rolled back as he
took in the building before him. Giving Chris a moment to take it all in
Will then took Chris' arm and said, "Shall we go in. I have a little
business to take care of." They walked across the lobby to the bank of
elevators. Going to the last one on the left Will took out a small key and
put it into a lock bellow the call button. He turned the key and pushed the
button. The doors opened and they went inside. "I had this installed; my
attorney and accountant are in this building. It makes getting to their
office easier." Will explained. Looking over the car it had a nicely
upholstered bench on three of the walls; on the control panel we're only
four buttons, the Lobby and three floors. Looking at Will Chris asked.
"Your attorney and accountant own the top three floors of the
building?"
"Actually no, they only work for me. I own the top three
floors... and the rest of the building too." Will replied.
"Are you kidding?" Chris asked looking at Will. When Will didn't
laugh Chris continued. "No I don't guess you are. How could you afford it?"
Chris asked.
"Well I've had a few years to save up and invest some money. The
initial cost was enormous, but once I got occupancy up it had paid for
itself in five years. I paid the extra expense to have the building meet
certain "green" standards. I figured that I would be around for a while and
I wanted to help protect the world I would be living in. Now that is been
here for a while it had paid for itself so I roll most of the profit into
savings and investments. My accountant could give you the details. I
usually let James...um. I usually let him keep me up to date. I never had
much of a head for numbers." They arrived at their floor and walked out of
the elevator. They were greeted by an older women seated behind a circular
desk. "Hello Beth it's good to see you again. Can you please have both of
them meet me in the conference room? Chris, would you mind waiting here for
just a moment?" Taking a seat in the waiting room Chris picked up a
magazine and began to read it. Will came out of the meeting about twenty
minutes later and motioned to Chris. "Sorry about the wait. Are you ready
for some shopping?" Will asked as they headed toward the elevator.
"Let's go." Chris replied. They walked out of the building and into
the waiting limo. Will reached into his pocket and called Mark.
"Mark, we are on the way to Jaco's store. Can you go ahead and make
arrangements for the night. Let's plan on the usual at the Hilton. I know
its short notice but I'm sure you can convince them. As for dinner how
about something private for Chris and I. Keep the plans for the
staff. Let's plan on dinner at 7. Thank you and call me when you have the
details." Will hung up the hone and asked Chris, "Have you decided where
you would like to go shopping?"
"Me, I thought we were shopping for you. I have no idea." Chris
responded.
"No, you need a wardrobe so its time to shop till we drop." Will
responded grinning.
"You shouldn't do that. You could just give me an advance on my
salary and I can get what I need." Chris replied.
"I shouldn't do what?" and "You don't get a salary." Will replied
simply.
"Oh, ok." Chris said looking a little confused.
"I didn't promise you a salary when you agreed to serve me." Will
added.
"Yea I know." Chris answered, bitterness creeping into his voice.
The limo came to s stop outside of a large men's clothing
store. Will, turning to Chris said, "Let's go inside." They both got out of
the limos and went inside. Moments after walking in the door a short
balding man walked quickly up to them taking Will's hand and said. "Ah,
Mr. Bradley, it's so good to see you again. It has been far too long. How
are you?" Jaco asked.
"I'm fine Jaco. Let me introduce my new assistant Chris Thompson."
Will said.
"Mr. Thompson, so nice to meet you welcome to my store." Jaco
replied.
"Thank you. You have a very impressive store." Chris returned
"Jaco," Will interrupted. "I need three of your best associates and
an awesome tailor that can do excellent work in a very short time. I need
three new wardrobes. We are going to have a seat while you get
prepared. Take all the time you need. Chris let's have a seat over here."
They went over to a couch. Putting the brief case he had been carrying
since leaving the accountants office on his lap Will opened it and took out
a legal sized portfolio and a smaller box. Turning to Chris Will said, "I
hope you know I was kidding about you not getting a salary. Well,
technically you won't because you are not legally alive. Once you change
your name you will be alive again but you still won't get a salary. I have
decided, because of the position you are in, to give you this." Will said
as he opened the portfolio. "It has the two main accounts you will be
dealing with, the House account and my personal account. It also contains
the cards of all of the House credit accounts as well as your personal
accounts." Will said handing it to a shocked Chris.
"This is so much. I don't know what to say." Chris replied.
"Don't let it overwhelm you. Since you will be doing a lot of
writing I had these mad up for you." Will said opening the box. Inside was
a solid gold pen/pencil set with a symbol of a dragon on the side. "The
dragon, encase you haven't guessed, is the center piece of my House seal. I
also had this bought for you." Will handed the black leather briefcase to
Chris. The black leather was supple; on the front was a blank brass
plate. "I had them leave it blank until we get your name settled." Will
explained.
"This is too much. I don't know what to say." Chris said.
"Well, thank you would be a good start." Will said, smiling.
"Oh yes of course, thank you! There is just one problem. I
well...um...I don't know how to write out a check." Chris said a little
embarrassed.
"Don't worry its real easy, I'll show you when it comes time. You
will find using the debit card and credit cards much easier." said Will.
The two talked until Jaco came back over a few minutes later.
"So sorry about you wait. Mr. Thompson, are you ready?" Jaco asked
pointing toward the back of the store.
"Me? What do you mean? I'm ready when ever Will is." Chris said a
little confused.
"Chris you don't understand, we are here for you, not me." Will
replied.
"For me?" Chris exclaimed tears forming in his eyes.
Will motioned to Jaco that they would be back in a minute. Jaco
then turned and walked away.
Taking Chris into his arms Will pulled him into a close
embrace.
"Don't cry please. You are special to me and I want to do this."
"No one had ever done anything like this for me. I just don't
understand why you want to be nice to me." Chris replied tearfully.
"It's because I...um..."Will stammered. Trying to find the
appropriate words to express what his heart was feeling. "I care about
you." They held their embrace for a moment longer while Chris composed
himself. Picking his head off Will's shoulder Chris said,
"I think I'm alright now. I'm just not used to people wanting to be
nice to me".
"It's ok. I make it a habit to be nice to those around me. They
take care of me and I take care of them." Will said.
Moving from each other Will motioned the way and Chris walked
to the waiting room.
"Jaco!", "This man doesn't have any cloths. He's the one in
charge. He needs dress, casual, and formal outfits. Chris will need three
complete wardrobes, but right now he will need a nice outfit for dinner. I
know you can handle it Jaco. I have given you impossible tasks before and
you came through marvelously. I will step back and let you work" Will then
sat down in a corner chair.
Immediately Chris was swarmed by the group of assistants,
measuring, flashing color and fabric samples in front of him; asking
hundreds of questions. Chris's head was spinning. Soon they brought in a
mountain of cloths and started trying on outfits. For almost an hour and a
half Chris was measured, dressed and undressed, pocked, pinched, and
stuck. When they were finally finished Chris was a little grumpy. As all of
the assistants left the room Chris mumbled,
"I'm glad that's over with."
"I know, bet you never knew that shopping could be so much fun did
you?" was Will's replied sarcastically. "Well only thing left is to pay
the man." Turning to Jaco Will asked, "Credit as always?" He said this more
for Chris's benefit than as a question.
"Yes Mr. Bradley that will be fine." Jaco replied.
Reaching into the portfolio Chris pulled out the Amex card and
asked, "What's the total?"
"Turning slightly, Jaco searched for an answer. Will quickly
stepped in and said "It's alright Jaco. Chris, just give the man the card."
Chris handed over the card and looked at Will.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Kind of, but it's ok. Jaco is a good friend. Most of the places I
shop if you have to ask how much you don't need to be shopping there. You
caught Jaco off guard, but he understands." Will explained.
"Ok, I see. I was just trying to protect your money." Chris replied
defensively
"Don't worry about it. I don't expect you to do everything
right, if I was that worried about it I would have kept you away until I
could get you fully trained." Will explained. They talked for a few more
moments until Jaco returned carrying a small binder with the card and a
signature slip. Chris took out his new pen and signed the receipt without
batting an eye. Placing the receipt back in the binder Chris handed it back
to Jaco and replaced the card. Chris locked the briefcase and looked at
Will, "Can I change into some new cloths? I have had these on for two days
now." Chris asked.
Jaco stepped in "Of course, if you would like we can bring a nice
pair of slacks, a shirt, and a tie for you to wear. We will have a blazer
waiting for you at your hotel."
"Will it be the Hilton as usual Mr. Bradley?" Jaco asked.
"Yes Jaco and thank you for all your help." Will replied. "Well
Chris, are you ready for some more shopping?" asked Will with a grin.
"You gentlemen feel free to stay as long as you like; when you are
here?"
"Sure, I have the perfect idea." Said Will
Chris changed into the cloths that were brought to him. Then he
and Will walked out together to the waiting limo. As Chris got in Will
whispered something to the driver then got into the car. The limo pulled
away.
"Where are we going Chris asked?"
"You'll see." Will said. "It's a surprise."
They rode in silence for several minutes. Chris was captivated by
the sights of what he was the best looking man he had ever seen. The limo
came to a stop. Will and Chris got out and Chris looked up. His mouth
dropped open as he turned to Will and said, "The Empire State Building!
This is awesome, it's huge."
"Yea, but wait till you see what I hope is waiting at the top."
Will replied.
They entered the building just as the sun was beginning to set
in the sky. In the lobby they were met by Mark.
"Your grace, all is prepared as you requested. It took some dealing
but the substantial donation you made to the Empire State Building
historical society helped things along. As soon as you are ready the
elevator is down the hall and to the right. The attendant will be waiting
for you." Mark explained.
"Thank you Mark, you always take care of the details for me." Will
replied.
Will and Chris walked to the waiting elevator and started the
quick ride to the top. They changed elevators most of the way up, the
attendant told them,
"Gentlemen feel free to stay as long as you like; when you are
ready to leave just press the elevator button." The attendant told
them. They got in the car and rode the rest of the way to the top. As soon
as the doors opened Will grabbed Chris's hand and said,
"Come on, the sun is setting in a few minutes." They ran through
the gift shop and out to the observation area outside. On the west side of
the building facing the setting sun Mark had setup a small table with two
chairs. A bottle of Champaign was chilling on the table. Sliding Chris's
chair out and taking a seat next to him they both sat in silences as the
sun slide into the horizon. The sky was awash in reds and oranges, the view
was breathtaking. As the sun disappeared the lights of the city blinked on
one by one.
"That was amazing, thank you." Chris said.
Will took the bottle of Champaign and opened. He poured both of
them a glass. Raising his glass in a toast they both sipped their glasses,
enjoying the quite moments alone. A growl from Chris's stomach interrupted
the reverie. "I take it your hungry?" Will asked.
"A little I guess." Chris replied.
"Good, so am I." Will said. "Then let's go."
They both got up and walked inside. Chris took one last look at
the New York sky line before moving to the waiting elevator. They rode down
in silences and entered the limo. Moments later they arrived at the
restaurant. It was an elegant Italian place. They exited the limo and moved
toward the entrance.
Mark called after them, "Chris, you'll need this." Mark said
holding up a blue blazer. "They won't let you in without it." Chris took
the offered blazer and put it on. Chris and Will entered the restaurant and
were quickly greeted.
"Gentlemen, your table awaits; if you would follow me." They were
led to a corner table. Their waiter came over and took their drink
order. They talked through the meal. When they were finished the waiter
came over and brought the check. Chris pulled out a credit card and handed
it to the server. The server took the card and said "Very good Sir" then
walked away.
Chris then asked Will "So, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?"
"Well, we need to fly home. I figure we would spend a couple days
settling in and then begin your training." Will replied.
"Where is home?" Chris asked.
"I have several houses. One in Florida and one in Wales, but the
one I feel the most comfortable in is the one on Bradley Island." Will
replied smiling.
"Bradley Island? What, do you own an island or something?" Chris
asked.
"Well, not exactly. It actually belongs to the U. S. Government,
but as part of an agreement I made, I have authority over it. It was given
to the Conclave. The king did not want it so my house, being the most
powerful, was given first choice of it. I accept it and the other houses
have been jealous of my tropical paradise ever since." The waiter came back
and handed Chris the signature slip, Chris signed it and added a large
tip. They thanked the waiter and left the restaurant.
The limo trip to the hotel was short. When they arrived at the
Hilton, Mark opened the door and led them in.
"I have reserved the presidential suite as usual, if you would
follow me." They walked to the elevator and rode to the top floor. They
walked through the double doors and into the lavish suite. The room before
them was huge. It took up almost the entire top floor. It had four
bedrooms, a living room and a private deck with a hot tub. The master
bedroom had a private bathroom and the two smaller bedrooms shared a
bathroom.
Mark turned to Will and asked, "Will you need anything else
tonight?"
"No, that will be all. What time will the Blade be ready for take
off?" Will asked.
"It is ready now." Mark replied.
"Very good, thank you Mark; would you please wake me at 8:30." Will
asked.
"Yes sir, good night." Mark replied then turned and walked to one
of the rooms. Turning to Chris, Will said, "I hope you enjoyed your night
in the city. I'm sorry we could not spend more time here, we really need to
get you trained, but I don't want you to worry about it. You'll do fine."
"Thanks" Chris said. Then looking around the room for a moment,
he spoke, "I am exhausted. Can we get some sleep?"
"Well" said Will. "We've had a busy day, I think that might be
a good idea."
"Great, then good night Will." Chris said. He turned and walked
into the other room leaving Will standing alone and disappointed. Chris
heard Will walk to his room and shut the door. Chris got undressed and
tried to sleep. His mind raced with thoughts of and memories of the past
few days. He thought about Will and all he had done for him. He so much
wanted to tell Will how he felt about him, but doubt and fear of rejection
plagues his mind. He tossed and turned for almost three hours. He finally
got up and put his cloths on. He then went to Will's door to tell him he
was going for a walk but when he heard the rhythmic breathing he knew that
Will was asleep. Not wanting to disturb him, left a note incase anyone woke
up and wondered where he was. Chris took the elevator to the lobby and
stepped out into the street. Deep in thought, walked slowly down the dark
street pondering many things in his mind. He was so wrapped up in his
thoughts that he did not hear the two men following him a little distance
off. The two men walked a little faster catching up to the unsuspecting
Chris. As he came to an alley he heard them and turned just in time for the
first one to cover his mouth.
"Well, well, what have we here? A faggot pretty boy, you're a
faggot aren't you boy?" One of them asked, as Chris struggled.
The other said, "Oh yea fight it. That makes it more fun when we
rape you." Realizing what was about to happen, Chris struggled harder but
was no match for the two husky men.
"Come on babe you'll like this. I promise it will hurt a lot as
your ass rips open to take me in. I love leaving them bloody and full of
cum. That way I know I give another my deadly gift." The man laughed
wickedly. Chris tried to scream but it was stifled by the hand still
covering his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye Chris saw the flash of a
knife. Tears began to roll down his cheeks as they cut his shirt and jeans
off. They ran their rough hand up and down Chris' muscular body. Chris
wished he had told someone where he was, he thought of how he would never
see Will again. He would never see where that relationship would go. His
tears began to fall as he mentally yelled for Will. Chris jumped in
surprise as his underwear was ripped off his body and a finger was roughly
shoved up his ass. Chris screamed in pain at the rough treatment of his
tender virgin bud. Quickly the assault stopped and one of them said,
"It's time for the main event." Chris felt a large cock wedge
between his ass cheeks. The rapist pulled back ready to break into Chris
when he heard a voice say.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
It was Will.
"Oh and what do you plan to do? Why don't you just stand to the
side and wait your turn. I'll be more than happy to do you next." The man
said. Placing his hands on Chris's hips, he moved to take his ass.
"I asked you nicely to stop; now I'm telling you to let him go now
or die." Will then stepped closer.
The man holding Chris pulled out a gun and pointed it at Will.
"Man you are just too stupid to live." The man said.
"Is that the best you can come up with, a gun?" Will taunted
him. Chris felt the men began to tremble. Looking at Will he saw a truly
horrific sight. He had transformed into the form of a demon. His fangs were
full extended and showed over his lower lip. His hands had become sharp
claws. "What's wrong boys? You're not scared are you?" Will asked, as he
moved toward the men. With a quick snap of his wrist he broke both men
necks. Their limp bodies fell to the cold pavement. Will then transformed
back to his human form and reached for Chris. Chris latched on to him with
a death grip. "I'm sorry, I let you down. I promised to protect you and I
didn't. Are you all right?" Will asked. Chris could only nod his head yes
as he held tight to the warmth of Will's body. "Mark will be here soon with
the limo just hold on we'll get you inside and warm soon." Moments later a
limo stopped at the entrance to the alley. Will tried to move but Chris
stood still.
"I...I can't move." Chris whispered.
"It will be alright, put on my coat. I'll carry you." Will wrapped
his coat around Chris's naked form and carried him to the waiting car. Will
gently placed Chris into the limo and moved back to talk to Mark. "Call
Dave and see how soon we can be airborne. Then call a clean-up crew for
this mess. Take care of it all. Make it go away." Will instructed.
"Well, the Blade is ready. Chris woke everyone up when he called to
you. Is he going to be all right? Did those bastards hurt him?"
"No, he is not hurt. He is still in shock and could not walk, but
he will be alright. He just needs friends around him." Will said.
"When did you teach him how to call to you?" Mark asked.
"I didn't I guess it was instinct, his mind trying to save
himself." Will replied.
"Well it worked, scared the shit out of me. Even your voice has
never been that loud in my head. He even managed to wake up the servants on
the island." Mark said in disbelief.
"I knew it was strong but I had no idea it was that strong a
message. I'll have to teach him to control that." Will replied. "Well,
let's get to the airport. Have the familiars had enough time to clean out
the hotel room?" Will asked.
"Yes, I set them on it as soon as you left. I figured we would be
leaving." Mark replied.
"Very good, I'm ready to go home!" Will said. They both got in and
the limo sped off to the airport. When they got to the airport the guard at
the entrance to the flight line said,
"I'm sorry, only authorized vehicles are allowed on the flight
line."
"Let me assure you we are authorized. We have an emergency. We need
to get to our plane." Mark said.
"I'm sorry" the guard said, "but I cannot allow you in without the
proper papers!"
From the back seat Will said "Fuck this!" As Will said this, the
guard's eyes glazed over and he went into the shack and opened the
gate. Mark drove through and drove straight to the Blade. Will carried
Chris up the stairs. As he passed the captain he said, "Get this us off the
ground, now!"
"Yes sir." Dave replied as he ran to the cockpit. Will carried
Chris to his bedroom in the front of the plane and placed him in one of the
chairs and buckled him in. He then sat in the other. The captain's voice
came over the intercom
"I need everyone to find a seat quickly. This will be a bumpy
takeoff." The phone next to Will rang. "Sir" Dave said "It seems there is
some kind of problem about a double murder. The police think someone on
this plane is responsible. What do you want me to do?"
"Take us home!" Will responded. Out the window Will could see the
lights of police cars. The engines on the huge jet roared as the plane
began to roll toward the taxi way. The captain came over the intercom
again,
"Attention, we don't have clearance to for takeoff so get ready for
a hot one." As the plane approached the end of the runway the captain
turned her hard. As soon as the plane was lined up on the runway he pushed
the engines to full throttle. Will was forced back into his chair as the
behemoth thundered into the dark sky. Once they leveled off a little, Chris
naked the still silent, was led to his bed by Will.
"I'm not going to try anything. I am just going to hold you. Go to
sleep." Will said as he snuggled behind Chris. They both fell asleep
together.
Chris was awakened an hour later to the sound of voices talking
softly. Chris rolled over to face Will. Mark was sitting on the bed next to
Will who was feeding from his wrist. While Will was feeding Mark caught him
up on the events since takeoff. Mark explained that the FAA wanted to take
the flight crews licenses. "The cleanup crew arrived a little after the
police. They cleared everything up but obviously not before the police came
looking for us. It was all taken care of so no problems. Its going to take
a lot of persuasion to get permission to land at that airport again,
luckily there are two others in the New York area." Mark relied with a
grin. Will pulled off of Marks wrist and licked the wound. It healed before
Chris eyes. "We will be landing in about an hour" Mark said and then left
the room. Will laid back on the bed and looked into Chris's eyes. Chris
moved closer. He snuggles his nose into Will's neck, his head resting on
his shoulder.
"I guess you're awake?" Will said softly.
"Um-hmm," was Chris's simple reply.
"I hate to bring up a bad memory but... are you hurt?" Will asked
tentatively.
"No, they didn't hurt me. You got there just in time." Chris said.
"Good, I don't know what I would have done if you had gotten
hurt. Do you feel like talking or are you still tired?" Will asked.
"We can talk if you want." Chris answered.
"How did you call to me?" Will asked.
"I don't know what you mean." Chris replied as he raised himself up
on one arm to look at Will's face.
"You used you mind to send a message to me. Well actually you
screamed one. You woke me and all my familiars up, even the ones on the
island." Will explained.
"I don't know what I did; I just remember thinking about
you. Wishing I had told someone where I was going." Chris said a little
embarrassed.
Will pulled him closer and said, "Listen babe, this was not your
fault. No way no how; it was random, there is no way you could have known
it would happen. Can I ask why you left the hotel and started walking at 3
in the morning?" Will asked.
"I just had to think about some stuff." Chris replied laying back
on the bed.
"Anything you want to talk about?" Will asked.
"Well...can you still read my mind?" Chris asked.
"I can but it is difficult. You don't have to tell me if you don't
want to." Will informed him.
"No, I need to tell you. I am just a little nervous that's all. I
am not sure how you will respond." Chris answered.
"Just come right out and say it then. I promise what ever it is it
will not change our friendship." Will told him.
"Actually I think it will." Chris said. Taking a deep breath and
releasing it Chris said, "Will, I..."
End of Part Five.
He he, I love it; my first cliffhanger.
Well, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I have enjoyed writing it. I
hope the story is going well. Any ideas you have about where it should go I
welcome them. I look forward to hearing from you. The next chapter
hopefully will be out in the next two weeks.