A/N: This story/series will contain gay sex, gay incest, vampires, bdsm, bondage, and some non-con/reluctance. Don't like, don't read.
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It was nearly sunset when I went to visit my brother again.
The servant that I'd come across must've been guarding the room, because my brother was still securely fastened to the bedframe.
Jacob looked relieved and terrified to see me. I smirked at him.
"Hello, my brother." I said, pulling back the sheer white curtain on his bed. I sat next to him, petting his soft blonde hair.
I couldn't imagine how uncomfortable he was. He hadn't fed. He hadn't been able to go to the washroom. He certainly hadn't been able to clean my dried cum from his ass, or his dried spunk from his chest. He was a mess. A wonderfully beautiful mess.
"My love, please, please untie me. I need to pee, please, please untie me."
I contemplated just leaving him there, making him piss himself. It wasn't the act itself that turned me on, but rather, the look that he would most assuredly have on his face afterwards. He'd be humiliated.
But we had the rest of the night for his punishment. There were other, better ways. I untied him quickly, and he desperately pecked my lips before running from the room. I stretched out on the white satin sheets and waited for him.
"Thank you, Alexander." He said breathlessly, climbing onto the bed next to me. Jacob didn't put any clothes on, so he was naked, save for the leather collar that was still secured tightly around his neck. He leaned over me and pressed his lips tenderly to mine.
"Brother, you will address me as Master for the rest of the night." I said when he pulled away. His brows furrowed in confusion, his bottom lip jutted out slightly.
"Why, Master?" His hand trailed to my cheek, and he stroked it gently.
"You were disobedient last night. You need to be punished." I said simply, sitting up and pulling away from his hands. I rose from the bed nonchalantly.
"B-but, you left me tied up all day! Wasn't that my punishment?" He sputtered, his chest heaving. I chuckled darkly.
"No. And you're only making things worse for yourself by arguing with me."
His cheeks flushed and he looked down at the floor. He looked so small, so weak. Jacob is only 5'5", so he's small to begin with, but when he gets embarrassed and caves in on himself, he looks almost like a child.
"I'm sorry, Master. What would you like me to do for you?" He asked, meeting my eyes once more. His voice was soft, both quiet and earnest.
"Obey me and don't ask questions."
"I can do that, Master." He said, slipping from the bed to stand in front of me. I smiled at him, before wrapping my arms around him. I didn't pull him close though, he still needed to clean himself off and I was wearing a suit. I didn't want him getting it dirty. I leaned down and pressed a few warm kisses to his neck. My hand moved up to his collar and I unclipped it, letting it drop to the floor.
"Follow me to the shower."
His eyes lit up with excitement. We'd never showed together- we wouldn't now, but he didn't know that.
His bathroom was large, it was larger than most people's bedrooms. The bathroom matched his room, it was mostly white, with a few feminine features. It was nothing at all like mine.
The shower was the best part of the bathroom. The walls of it were clear glass, and it was large. Large enough to fit four comfortably- not that my brother would ever take advantage of that feature. There wasn't a door to the shower, there was just an opening in the walls. The shower head was on the opposite side, and the water from it didn't spill out.
"Clean yourself off well, pet." I said, handing him a washcloth. He smiled at me, and walked into to the shower. When I didn't follow he gave me a questioning look.
"Aren't you coming in too?" He asked self-consciously.
"No, I'm going to watch." I said, standing in the entrance to the shower.
"But I thought-"
"You are to obey and not ask questions. Are you capable of this, or aren't you?" I demanded. Jacob blushed and looked down again.
"I'm sorry, Master."
"Turn the water on and begin cleaning yourself." I ordered.
Jacob nodded and turned away from me. He turned the water on, his skin breaking out in goose bumps as it ran across him. The water heated up quickly though, and he soon relaxed into the stream. He grabbed the bar of soap and rubbed it against the washcloth quickly, before placing it back on the shelf.
I took in his body. His wrists and ankles had light purple bruises on them from the ropes. His ass was bruised too. He had small, shallow cuts on his hips from where my nails had dug in. But his wounds weren't really what I was noticing.
His small, pale body was perfectly defined. His ass was firm and round. His legs were toned and hairless. He had small dimples just above his bottom. My eyes followed the curve of his spine, up his back, to his delicious neck. He had tilted his head back, feeling the warmth of the water on his face. I licked my lips, my cock stiffened in my pants.
"Turn to face me." I said.
Jacob was blushing profusely, his face was almost entirely pink. My eyes were glued to his body.
He's beautiful, he really is. Jacob's body was toned, but he wasn't muscular. He had the delectable V lines leading from his stomach down to his groin. He was hairless, which I loved. His cock was semi-erect.
"Am I pleasing?" He asked shyly, noticing my stare.
"You're acceptable." I said, "No more questions."
He nodded and continued cleaning himself. He ran the washcloth up his stomach, wiping off his dried cum. Then he moved the cloth to his ass, getting rid of my dried cum there. Every once in a while he'd meet my gaze, before quickly looking down to the shower floor again.
He bent over, wiping down his leg. I smirked.
"Bend over the other way." I said. He looked up, biting his lip. He turned again slowly, so his back was to me once more. He bent over, giving me a perfect view of his ass. My cock throbbed and I began rubbing myself over my pants.
"Spread your cheeks for me."
Jacob dropped the cloth and reluctantly spread his ass open for me. His tight pink knot looked delicious.
"Play with yourself, pet."
"Huh?" He abruptly stood to look at me. I smirked.
"Play with yourself." I said again. He chewed his lip anxiously, looking down at the shower floor.
"But-"
"I wasn't asking!" I growled. His eyebrows raised in fear, before he bowed his head submissively.
"I'm sorry, Master." He said quietly.
Jacob took his cock in his hand and began slowly stroking himself. He'd glance up at me anxiously every few seconds before looking back down to the floor.
He moved at an agonizingly slow pace, and I watched him intently. His cock hardened quickly, and I licked my lips. I massaged myself over my trousers, watching his anxious strokes.
"That's better." I said, "Pleasure yourself."
