I Wanna Do Bad Things With You | Closed.

Brian sat in his chambers, fiddling with his guitar as he waited for his new slave to arrive. He had sent his most trusted man to a human auction and had received a nice deal for the girl. From the picture he had seen she wasn't his usual type but he trusted Jimmy's judgment greatly. He hoped she showed up soon since he was never much of a patience demon. After all patience was a virtue for angels to follow not demons like him.

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Morgana fell to the ground in front of the monster who had purchased her. Her family had been in debt so she had been sold off to the highest bidder at auction. She looked up at her new owner, the glare she had turning to a look of terror when she saw who the man in front of her was. He was the vampire king and for vampire's the blood of a banshee was a rare delicacy.

Sawyer groaned softly as she began to stir from her sleep, her head pounding. She couldn't remember much, only that she had been with a bunch of other girls and a few boys and that someone had dragged her away. She sat up, realizing she was in the back of a van, chained to the side. She frowned and started tugging on the chains, but it was no use. The more she moved, the more her head ached. She leaned against the side of the van, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to hold back tears. She was absolutely terrified. She didn't know where this person was taking her, and she didn't know why. What had she done to deserve this? The van came to a stop and she felt her heart skip a beat, her stomach beginning to churn. The doors soon opened and she saw a tall, lanky man with black hair on the other side. He smirked at her and reached in, unchaining her and lifting her up over his shoulder. Sawyer tried to struggle and call for help, but the pain in her head prevented her from doing much of that. She started to cry softly as he carried her inside this big castle-like building, to a smaller section of it, and dropped her on the ground. She groaned and reached up, rubbing her hip. She looked up at the man who had carried her in here, to the other man that was sitting in the room. She pulled her legs up and started to back away, not wanting anything to do with this.

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Zacky looked up at Matt, giving him a nod of approval and watching him leave before he ran his tongue over the tips of his fangs. They were throbbing uncontrollably and he could only dream of what this banshee's blood tasted like. He knelt down in front of her, grabbing her head and tilting it to the side. He pressed his nose against her neck, letting out a soft moan as he smelled the blood in her veins. "You smell absolutely divine," he said as he pulled away. He wasn't going to drink from her just yet, no, he was going to wait it out as long as he could. Because he wanted to have his fun with her first. He wanted her to scream from the pleasure when he dug his fangs into her neck, he wanted her to want him so badly that she would beg for him. He stood back up and grabbed her hands, pulling her up as well. He looked over her body, examining the clothes she was wearing. "I have something better for you," he said. He grabbed her hand and dragged her over to his closet, opening the doors and pulling out a little outfit he'd had planned for her. He turned and dropped it in her hands. "Put it on."

Brian tsked in a scolding manner as he watched the girl cower and try to leave his room. It was always so amusing to see how scared they were when they first arrived. It was so fun to break them. This one looked like she would be the most fun and hard to break so far. His chocolate brown eyes gleamed wit mischief as he stood up and walked towards the girl. "What's your name doll," he asked. Jimmy answered for the girl and the demon looked up at his friend. "Sawyer," Brian spoke. "I like it. I'll keep her."

Jimmy nodded and handed Sawyer her new clothes she would be forced to wear which was essentially a bra and a thong. Brian liked to humiliate his slaves by making them wear what little they and he found it more arosuing when they wore lingere than when they walked around naked.

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Morgana glared at the vampire after she saw the clothes in her arms. It was practically lingere with a dress shirt and boxers to wear above it. She tossed the clothes on the ground and crossed her arms over her chest. She's rather be in the short dress they'd given her at the auction house than wear his things. She would never be a vampire's unless against her will and she wanted to be sure he knew that.

"If you want me to break I never will," she stated. "I refuse to be some vampire filth's blood bag or sex toy."

Sawyer looked down at what the taller man had handed her, frowning. She looked over at the bulkier male, shaking her head. She wasn't going to wear these clothes. Absolutely not. Who the hell did these guys think they were? They didn't own her. Well, as far as she knew, they didn't. She frowned when the bulkier man said he was going to keep her. Keep her? What was that supposed to mean? She put the lingerie on the ground next to her and stood up, hugging herself. She looked around the room, wondering why she was here. Where was her family? She sighed softly and rubbed her arms. The room was cold, but it didn't seem to bother the two men. They were immune to the coldness in the room.

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Zacky watched her, raising an eyebrow. "So, that's how it's gonna be then, huh?" he questioned. He reached up and grabbed her arms, pulling them from her chest and tearing her shirt in two. He grabbed her wrists and spun her around, pinning her face-first against the wall and unhooking her bra with ease. He let it slide down her shoulders and fall onto the floor before he tugged her pants and her underwear down with one swift motion. He turned her back around and grabbed the clothes he'd chosen for her. "Now, put these on, or you can walk around naked. It's your choice, sweetheart." He offered her a sickly sweet smile before he grabbed her clothes off the floor and tossed them out in the hall for one of the maids to clean up. This girl was a stubborn one, and that excited him. He couldn't wait to break her down until she was nothing, and have her wanting him more than she'd ever wanted anything.

Brian frowned when she shook her head. His eyes narrowed when she dropped the clothes onto the floor. He gripped her jaw in his hands roughly, his eyes narrowing as he stared at her. "Put them on or you'll walk around as naked as the day you were born," he hissed. He picked the lingerie up and shoved it back in her arms. "When I come back into the room you will be changed because you are my property. I bought you."

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Morgana had been forced to walk around naked before in the past. She had no shame when it came to her body. She defiantly kept her hands at her sides and glared into the green eyes in front of her. "I refuse to smell like a dirty leech," she hissed. "I'd rather be naked." She spit at his feet, wanting him to know just how much he and his kind disgusted her.

Sawyer gasped when he grabbed her jaw and she squinted her eyes in pain as she looked up at him. She whimpered when he let go and she looked down at the lingerie. She frowned when she heard what he said, looking up at him. He bought her? What the hell did that even mean? There was no way . . . right? She looked around the room for any sort of escape, frowning when she saw no windows and no vents large enough to fit her body. There was only a solid, metal door and there was no way she was going to be able to break that down. She leaned against the wall, giving him a look that said if she was going to have to change, then she wanted to do it alone. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of changing in front of him. She refused to let him see her naked, ever. She wasn't that type of girl. She was still a virgin. She'd been a good girl her whole life, and she wasn't about to let this guy take advantage of her.

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Zacky chuckled. "If you insist," he said, putting the clothes back in his closet. "In that case, you can sleep on the cold ground, and you can miss your meals for the rest of the day. Oh, and each time you refuse to listen to me, a body part gets chopped off of one of your family members." He folded his arms across the chest. "I can't wait to hear the screams. I hope you're prepared to brutally murder your own family, if you want to keep playing that way." He left the room, shutting the door and locking it before he went down to the basement, where her father, mother, her older brother, and her younger sister sat, tied to chairs with gags in their mouths. "Hm. Which one goes first?" he mumbled to himself, looking at all of them. He walked over to the father, looking down at his hands. "Now, you won't need these, will you?" He grabbed the large knife, running the tip of the blade across the man's cheek before he grabbed his left hand and chopped his pinky finger off, chuckling to himself when he let out a muffled scream, his wife and daughter crying while his son started yelling at him.

"You have five minutes," Brian stated. "Then I'm coming back in the room whether you like it or not." Brian and Jimmy left the room, locking the door behind him and leaned against it. He talked to Jimmy, keeping an eye on the time as he did. He didn't want her to think he was too lenient. However maybe playing the nice guy card would make Sawyer easier to break.

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Morgana covered her ears as she heard her family's screams. She collapsed to the ground as tears streamed down her face. A loud scream escaped her lips as she tears became streams falling down her face. Morgana knew if she didn't get her family away from the vampire who owned her now they'd die because of her. The door opened and she looked up at the door to see a bloody finger in Zacky's hand.

"Let them go," she pleaded. "I'll listen just leave them alone."

Sawyer quickly took her clothes off and changed into the ones Brian had given her, feeling absolutely gross. She took her shirt and wrapped it around her waist, covering her mostly exposed bottom before she sat down on the ground. She pulled her knees up to her chest and buried her face into them, beginning to cry softly. Why had she been sold to this horrible man? Was it her family? What did she do? She had so many questions brewing in her mind and it was driving her crazy. Maybe the man knew why, or the tall man knew, at least. He was the one who had grabbed her, so he had to know, right? She reached up and wiped her eyes, sighing heavily. She wanted out of here. It was cold, and scary, and she felt more alone than she had her whole life. And the worst of this all was the thought that he'd done this to other girls before. How many were there? Were they still alive? Had he killed them?

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Zacky walked over and knelt down, grabbing her hand and placing the finger in her palm as he smirked at her. "Unfortunately, I find it hard to believe you," he said as he stood back up. "Keep it. Think of it as a souvenir. There's a lot more to come." He grabbed her arm and pulled her up, leading her out of the room. He walked down the halls with her, planning on parading her around, showing everyone his new prized possession. He walked with her down the grand staircase into the main living area where some of his friends and other vampires were. They all whistled in her direction and some of them even reached out to touch her. If she was going to be difficult and rude with him, then there were going to be consequences. But if she listened and did as he told, she would be rewarded. And she would have to learn that over time.

Brian knocked on the bedroom door, letting Sawyer know he was coming back in. He walked back inside and noticed she was covering her lower half with her old shirt. He closed his bedroom door, grabbing a shirt from his dresser and tossed it at her. "Put that on if you're gonna be a prude," he replied.

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Morgana tried to fight back tears as she held her father's pinkie in her hand while she groped and touched by several vampire's, all of them asking her new owner for a taste of her blood. She clenched her eyes shut, tears still falling down her face as someone shoved their fingers inside her. "She feels amazing," Jacoby groaned. "I'll pay for a night with her. Just name your price."

Sawyer frowned, grabbing the shirt and pulling it on. She watched him carefully, observing him. She rubbed her legs and rested her head on her knees, sighing softly. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be with her family, which she had been so rudely taken away from. She wanted to see her parents, her sister, her boyfriend. She frowned deeply as she remembered her boyfriend, looking up at the man and wondering if he knew she had a boyfriend. He probably didn't and he probably didn't care either. She began to wonder what he was going to do with her. She obviously wasn't going to offer herself to him at any cost, so was she just going to walk around and do nothing or what? She wanted to know her purpose here.

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Zacky chuckled. "She's priceless," he said. "And she's all mine." He wrapped his arm around Morgana's waist and pulled her into his side. "I do have some other girls, though. They might not be as perfect as she is, but they're better than nothing. Matt knows where they are, ask him." He sat down on one of the couches and pulled the girl into his lap, running his fingers over her thigh. He looked up at her, admiring her beauty. He couldn't wait to bite into her neck, to taste her wonderful blood. He wanted to do it right now, but he knew he couldn't. He would have to feed off of another person until he was ready for her blood. He reached up and pushed her hair back, running his fingers over her neck. She was absolutely stunning, and she was all his. He made a mental note to later mark her as his own, so nobody else could have her.

"You might as well forget about the life you had before," Brian stated. "Your boyfriend sold you to the auction house and from what Jimmy told me he killed your family just to do it." He locked the door and moved to his be. "Apparently as soon as he found out you were a virgin he knew selling you cuo pay off all the debt he had."

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"Please I promise to behave," she whimpered. "I'll do whatever you want. Just please let them all go." Morgana could feel everyone's eyes on her including the man who had violated her. Jacoby smirked when he realized what the banshee was talking about. "If she has a sister I'll buy her off of you. Just name a price."

Morgan's body tensed and she turns to face Zack. "I'll give you my virginity willingly," she pleaded. "Don't let him take her." Now she knew for sure all eyes on her, the few groans of pleasure she heard said it all. She was extremely rare because she was a banshee virgin.

Sawyer looked up at the man with wide eyes, tears forming in them. Her bottom lip began to quiver and she buried her face into her arms, letting out a quiet sob as her heart shattered. She couldn't imagine a life without her family. What would she do without them? They were all she had. She cried for a while until her eyes were puffy and sore, rubbing at them. She sniffled and let out a few, small whimpers, rubbing her legs and staring at the ground. She wanted to wake up from this nightmare. She wanted to go to sleep, wake up back home, see her family and be reassured that it was all just one big, horrible nightmare. She moved to lay down on the cold floor in the fetal position, staring up at the man and wondering what he was going to do with her. She wasn't good at anything. She didn't know how to cook, she was only in her first year of college. She wanted to be a nurse, but she wasn't so sure that was going to happen anymore.

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Zacky tilted his head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "You really care that deeply about the people who blatantly sold you to me?" he asked, shaking his head. "That doesn't make any sense." He looked over at Jacoby and gave him a nod. "We'll discuss later." He was only making it seem as though he'd sell Morgana's sister, so she would be willing to do more just to keep him from doing so. Her little sister was only fifteen, but he knew Jacoby didn't care about age. As long as he had a girl to bone, that was all that mattered. "Your family sold you, Morgana. Why would you want to save them, huh? They could have done anything to pay their debts. They could have worked it off, sold some of the things they had to make money back, but instead, they chose to sell you. Your mother was reluctant at first, but as soon as your father explained to her that it would be one less child they had to worry about, she was all in."

Brian rolled his eyes as he watched the girl cry. He grabbed her off the floor and Lau her down on his bed. He handcuffed one of her wrists to the headboard and then stormed out of the room. There was nothing more he hated than criers. Tears were a useless homage to the dead in his eyes.

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"I was the one who suggested selling me," Morgana admitted. "We had nothing we could sell and we were desperate." She looked down at her hands as tears slid down her face freely. "Please," she pleaded. "Don't let Mina go him with him." She grabbed onto Zacky's shirt like a child would cling to their mother, her hands trembling at the thought of her little sister being sold and raped causing her stomach to turn.

Sawyer frowned deeply and sat up, tugging on the handcuffs. She frowned and reached up, trying to find some way to get out of them, but it was tight on her wrist and there was no way she could squeeze her hand out of it. She looked around the room and frowned, looking towards the door. "H-help!" she called, hoping someone would come save her, even though she knew that wasn't a possibility. She sat back and started crying again, wishing nothing more than to be dead right now. At least it would be better than this hell. She reached up and rubbed her eyes, sniffling. "Please," she whispered.

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Zacky watched her, shaking his head. He stood up and grabbed her arms. "Get a grip, Morgana," he hissed. "I might be soulless, but I'm not heartless." He had a soft spot in his heart for younger children. Ever since . . . He flinched and shook the thoughts as quickly as possible. He reached up and roughly wiped the tears from her face before he dragged her out of the living space. He dragged her back to her room, walking in with her and taking her father's finger from her hand. He dropped it in the trashcan, looking over her body. "Would you like to put some clothes on now?" he questioned, folding his arms across his chest. "I really don't think you want random men grabbing you."

Brian came back in about an hour later since Jimmy was complaining about Sawyer's crying. "If you stop your useless tears I'll unlock the handcuff," he snapped. "I left you in my room alone and you're still ungrateful. I could have forced myself on you," he began ranting. "Maybe I should sell you off to someone who would just hit you and give you a better reason to cry." He shoved the handcuffs in a random dresser drawer and slammed it shut. His patience was already running thin with the girl and that was not a good thing.

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Morgana sniffled as she nodded in response to Zacky's question about wearing clothes. She waited until he was grabbing them to grab her father's finger from the trash bin. She held it tightly in her hands, silent tears falling down her face as she did. "Please just let them go," she begged. "I sold myself so they'd have a better life."

Sawyer watched him, narrowing her eyes. "You think I'm happy about this?" she mumbled. "Should I be singing and dancing because I should be so grateful that my family is dead and you took me from my home so you could do whatever you want with me?" She rubbed her wrist and sat up straight. She wanted to yell at him, to tell him to go fuck himself, but she was smarter than that. She knew that would only anger him and make him retaliate. Maybe she could play this smart. Maybe if she did as he said, he'd eventually give up and let her go because she wasn't a good challenge for him. She shook her head. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked. "Rape me? Force me to suck your dick? Make me your slave?"

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Zacky grabbed the clothes and turned to look at her. "Well that was your first mistake, wasn't it?" he questioned. "Silly humans, always thinking about others first. Don't you know that if you put yourself first, you have a much happier existence?" He handed her the clothes. "Put these on. I'll consider letting your family go, as long as you promise you'll be a good girl for me. And I hope you know that if you ever lie to me, about anything, you will absolutely regret it. If there's one thing I hate most, it's dishonesty. It's disgusting."

Brian had enough of Sawyer so he did the only thing he could think of to shut her up. He backhanded her across the face. "I didn't kill your family nor did I steal you from them. That pussy you called a boyfriend did," he hissed. "I bought you from an auction house and if you'd like I could sell you back to them and you can deal with someone who can be much crawler than me. Someone that will expect sex out of you not just make you a maid like I planned to."

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Morgana wanted to yell at Zack, scream at him for what he was saying. Of course the finger in her hand reminded her the consequences of such actions. She slid the clothes on her body, putting the finger in the shirt pocket before she moved to lay down in a corner. She shut her eyes, trying not to cry again. "If I promise to behave you swear Jacoby won't be able to touch my sister ever."

Sawyer gasped when he slapped her across the face. She quickly reached up and touched her cheek, frowning deeply. She narrowed her eyes at him and stood up, shoving him back a few steps. "How dare you?" She hissed, feeling nothing but anger and rage towards this man. "You don't hit girls!"

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Zacky looked at her and nodded. "Fine," he said. "He won't get your sister. And I'll let three of them go home." He walked over and stood in front of her. "Now is your chance to get revenge for anything bad that they've ever done to you. Choose one. One that won't go home."

Brian's eyes narrowed, turning pitch black as he gripped her throat tightly. "A demon can only have so much paitence with someone like you," he replied. "Next time I'll just sell you to someone who takes pleasure in dissecting humans. How does that sound?" He let go of her throat and ripped his shirt off her body. "Next time you lay your hands on me you won't be allowed ro wear clothes for a month." He stormed out of his room and locked it behind him.

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Morgana hated herself for the tears that leaked from her eyes. She couldn't be that cruel. She shook her head as a sob escaped her lips. "Please let them all go," she pleaded. She fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Please let them all go. I'll do anything." Her family meant everything to her and she couldn't put them through anymore pain than she already had.