A/N: This story contains gay sex, incest, BDSM, reluctance/non-con, vampires (and as such there will be references to blood) and some chapters will contain group sex. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, don't read on.
Jacob slid from the bed and waited on his hands and knees. I attached the leather leash to his collar quickly. I held the cane and wrist restraints firmly in my other hand, and led him from his room.
Jacob crawled behind me obediently, remaining silent as he should. We walked down the large staircase, past the dining room, past the front room and into the conservatory.
It was a grand room, perfect for tonight. The walls were made of glass and the stars of the night shone brightly down on us. Trees surrounded our castle, so we were secluded. Large chandeliers hung from the ceiling, lighting the rest of the room. It truly was beautiful at night, but it was a vampire's worst nightmare in the day. The room had been emptied, save for a few large couches, and some side tables. On the tables were glasses of blood for our guests as well as a few black permanent markers.
I took one of the glasses and downed it quickly. Jacob watched me, and licked his lips.
"Are you thirsty, Jacob?" I asked. He shook his head.
"What do you want then?" I asked. Jacob's gaze traveled down my body, and his eyes rested on the large lump that had formed beneath my trousers. I smirked, setting the empty glass onto the table.
Jacob was resting on his knees, his hands were resting on his thighs. I sauntered towards him, and stood in front of him.
"You want my cock Jacob?" I asked, curling my fingers in his hair. I brought his face to my crotch and rubbed my erection against him.
"Yes Master." It came out muffled against my trousers. I chuckled.
"Maybe later, if you please us." I said, releasing his face. His bottom lip jutted out slightly and I smirked. He's such a whore.
I moved behind him, pulling his arms behind his back. I quickly locked the padded restraints around his wrists, then clipped them to the shackles on his ankles. The two pairs of restraints created an "X" against his backside when I clipped them together. Jacob squirmed slightly.
"Brother, I think our guests will be pleased with you." I said standing. I held the cane in my hand. I slowly ran it down his chest, down his torso and finally, down his thigh.
"But if they aren't..." I pulled the cane back, as if to strike. My brother jolted slightly, and I chuckled darkly.
"You will be obedient, won't you, Jacob?"
"Yes, Master." He answered, meeting my golden eyes. I smirked at him.
"Good boy." I said.
The French doors to the conservatory opened with a loud groan, and I turned to watch my guests fill the room.
There were dozens of vampires. All male, all of indeterminable age. I knew that the youngest one was in his twenties, the eldest was over 500. All the men looked as though they were in their thirties or just slightly younger, but Jacob was by far the youngest. I glanced at him.
His eyes were wide in shock and horror. Whatever he'd been expecting, it clearly wasn't this. There were a lot of vampires here. Jacob's cheeks burned bright pink and he chewed his lip anxiously.
"Friends, please make yourselves comfortable," I began when all of the men had filled the room. "It is with great pride that I offer for your entertainment, my brother, Jacob."
Around the room there were nods and claps of approval as the vampires surveyed my slave. I smirked, walking behind him.
"His mouth and face are yours to enjoy," I said, gripping his hair and pulling his face upwards. "But remember, his ass is mine."
Most of the men chuckled at this, a few frowned.
"Now, who would like to go first?"
At this there was a scramble. About ten men immediately circled around my brother, each fighting to get directly in front of his face so they could fill his mouth.
Lorcan was the first to enjoy my brother's mouth. He was a tall, raven-haired vampire, who looked about twenty-five but was actually nearly 200. He pulled his cock from his pants, and positioned it at Jacob's lips.
Jacob looked cautiously up at me, unsure of what to do.
I gripped my brother's hair, and pushed his face towards Lorcan's semi-erect cock.
"Suck it, brother." I ordered. At this, Jacob opened his mouth, allowing Lorcan inside of him.
Lorcan smirked at me, pumping my brother's face rapidly. Jacob groaned as Lorcan's dick hit the back of his throat. Jacob seemed slightly reluctant to work, and kept his head still as Lorcan fucked his mouth. Jacob's body writhed as Lorcan buried his entire cock down his throat and held it there. My brother gagged, his body wretched. Finally, the cock was pulled from his mouth, and my brother sucked in air, while spit ran down his chin.
"Who else wants to fuck this whore's mouth?" Lorcan asked, smirking arrogantly. He was pushed aside by another vampire, who eagerly shoved his cock into my brother's awaiting mouth.
"Why do I have to do all the work?" The new vampire, Charles, asked with a grin. My brother looked up at me, with Charles' dick buried deep in his mouth.
"Suck his cock, brother." I demanded, pushing his face further down onto the dick. Charles laughed, as Jacob desperately tried to bob his head on the prick.
"That's better, slut. Show me how much you want my cock." Charles moaned.
I watched as my brother took cock after cock down his throat. My own dick was practically throbbing, watching my whore brother devour these stranger's pricks. He wasn't doing it for himself, he was doing it for me, because I liked it. That turned me on even more.
I looked around the room. There were a handful of vampires- maybe ten- surrounding my brother, each with their cocks out, waiting for their chance to fuck his face. The rest were sitting on the couches, watching with smirks and grins of satisfaction. Some rubbed their own members through their pants. Some drank blood. But every single one of them had their eyes fixed on Jacob, my perfect little slut.
"Damn, your brother sure knows how to suck cock." Lorcan said, as he moved to stand next to me. He handed me a glass of blood and had one for himself. I bowed my head slightly in thanks before taking a sip.
"I know. He picked up the skill rather quickly." I said with a smile. Lorcan nodded.
"I can see that, how old is he?"
"Almost 6 years younger than me, 18." I responded. Lorcan nodded and we both watched my brother for a few moments. He was taking a dick, it was about 6" long, all the way to the hilt. Spit ran down his chin and onto his bare chest as he worked.
"How much would it cost to rent him for a few nights?" Lorcan asked. I barked out a short laugh.
"I don't share." I said.
"What would you call this then, your Highness?" Lorcan queried. I pondered for a moment.
