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Tie Me Up	By : bsoffia Category: Anita Blake > Slash Views: 4528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Nathaniel was in the passenger seat of Anita's car. It was his twenty-third birthday today; and what a birthday it was! Anita and Micah had organized a barbeque for him, and had invited all of his friends. His circle consisted mainly of strippers, but no one seemed to mind. It was quite a turnout; and Nathaniel had a strong feeling Anita had made all of them attend. But the wereleopard didn't really care what had happened; he was just glad they showed up. He enjoyed the attention, and loved the presents!

They were headed to what could be considered their second home, the Circus of the Damned. Since the barbeque took place during the day, Jean Claude and Asher could not attend. But the vampires had requested Nathaniel’s presence at the Circus on his special day. They claimed to have gotten him a very special present; and made Anita promise to bring him to them after the party.

It was eight thirty when they finally took to the road. Anita drove as usual, and Micah and Jason sat in the back. The young wolf was quite drunk and Anita refused to let him drive home alone. She did not want him driving. Period. And Jason was too wasted to argue. Besides, nobody ever argued with Anita and won. She had the gun and was not afraid to use it!

Nathaniel leaned back into his seat and thought about the party. It was the best one he ever had, and he wanted to remember it forever. And when his thoughts turned to the present Jean-Claude and Asher had gotten him; he almost licked his lips in anticipation. The Master of the City was known to hand out extravagant gifts, so Nathaniel was understandably curious and excited about what they could have possibly gotten him.

"I know you know," Nathaniel turned to Anita with a questioning look. "Why won't you tell me what it is?"

She ignored him, keeping her eyes on the road, but he noticed her fingers tighten around the steering wheel. He wouldn't be able to get anything out of her when she was like this. He turned to Micah, who was in the seat behind Anita.

"Don't even try. I won't tell you anything," Micah said softly, giving him a small, tight smile. Now Nathaniel was more curious than ever. What could the vampires possibly have up their sleeves that would cause Anita and Micah to react in this way?

"Hey! How come you two know what Nathaniel’s getting, but not me?" Jason asked loudly; his words slurring as his mind swam. He did not like being kept out of the loop, especially now that his relationship with Jean-Claude had moved to the next level. He couldn’t believe his new lover had kept this little tidbit from him.

"Because nobody trusts you not to blurt it out to everyone." Micah retorted, glaring at the young wolf who had somehow managed to cuddle closer to him and was now lying across his lap.

Jason gave an exaggerated frown. "No one loves me…" He declared melodramatically; just before releasing a burp that stunk up the entire car. That earned him a growl from the driver’s seat.

"I love you Jason!" Nathaniel stifled a giggle. Jason was even more hilarious drunk! He didn’t think it was possible!

"Who needs that? You can take your love back." Jason muttered, sounding almost serious before breaking into a drunken laugh. "Just kidding man, you know the only love I need is yours," he said, before dissolving into another fit of giggles.

"How much alcohol did you have?" Micah asked, staring at the out-of-control werewolf rolling around on his lap.

Jason began to count on his fingers. "One, two…" He got to seven and then stared blankly at his hands. "I don't know. Can’t remember…"

"Forget I asked." Micah shook his head and frowned. The Nimir Raj was usually the most laid back of them all, but now he was worried Jason would throw up on him. He pulled the wolf up to a sitting position and moved as far away from Jason as he could.

Shortly thereafter they arrived at The Circus of the Dammed, and without any messes! Micah was very relieved. Anita would have pitched a major fit if Jason had thrown up in her car!

Anita pulled up in front of the Circus and stopped the car without turning off the engine.

"Aren't you going to park?" Nathaniel asked, confused that she was not headed to her usual spot in the back.

"Not tonight. I'm just dropping you off…" Anita’s gaze lingered on his face for a moment and then she unsnapped his seatbelt and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"Why aren't you coming in with me?" Nathaniel insisted, trying to get at the truth. “Did you and Jean-Claude have another fight?” He asked, worriedly. Anita’s reply was a swift denial.

"No, no! It’s nothing like that! I have to clean up at home, the place is a disaster!"

While what she said was true; they had left a colossal mess at the house and in the garden, Nathaniel knew that was not the real reason Anita wasn't coming in with him. She’d been acting strangely since they left their home. But he didn't press it any further. He got out of the car and joined Jason who was already at the door.

They walked down the giant stars, and headed to Jean-Claude’s room. Well… Jason stumbled more than he actually walked, but with Nathaniel’s help they made it to the room in one piece.

When they arrived, Jean-Claude and Asher were sitting side by side on the sofa, conversing to each other in their native tongue. Both vampires looked up when the door swung open and the shape-shifters entered the Master of the City’s lavish underground apartments.

"What'sss the seeecret?" Jason hissed as he lurched around the room and collapsed into Jean-Claude’s arms. The vampire raised his eyebrows and shared a meaningful look with his blond counterpart. Asher’s lips curled up in a small knowing smile as he too realized the state the wolf was in.

"You are intoxicated," Jean-Claude said, steadying his young lover and then releasing him. The vampire sounded more intrigued than mad, and Nathaniel sighed in relief. He had been worried for Jason. Vampires were so damned unpredictable!

"Yeah he is.” The leopard admitted, nodding his head with a wan smile. “He got a little carried away… I don't think I’ve ever seen him drink that much before."

"Maybe you should sit down Jason…” Asher suggested, “IF you are going to stay." The vampires exchanged another look and Nathaniel’s heart began pounding in his chest. He didn’t know what Jean-Claude and Asher had planned for him, but whatever it was; Jason would be part of it

Asher looked at the young wolf and motioned toward the bed. Jason got the hint and with some help from Jean-Claude, staggered to the bed without falling down. The dark-haired Master tucked in his pomme de sang and then turned his attention to Nathaniel.

"Well then, my little birthday boy,” his voice was pure silk and Nathaniel’s breath caught in his throat. “Mon Asher and I have procured a gift for you. I shall retrieve it." Jean-Claude glided to the door and disappeared into the other room.

"Oh Nate… Come get your present from me." Jason sang in a high-pitched voice. Nathaniel looked at his friend reclining on the bed. He had lifted up his shirt and was touching his own abs in a sexual manner.

Nathaniel couldn't help but laugh at the clumsy way the still mostly drunk wolf was trying to seduce him. "I think I'll pass," he said jokingly, but the leopard couldn’t resist an eyeful of Jason’s tanned and well-toned body. In truth, Nathaniel had always been attracted to his best friend, but he knew things would never be the same between them if he ever tried anything. Jason had always been aggressively hetero, but now… now things were a little different. There may be hope for them yet!

Jean-Claude returned with a rather large package; it was about the size of a shoe box and elaborately wrapped with crinkly black paper. There was a large pretty a blue bow on top.

Nathaniel tried to hide his excitement, but failed miserably. "Thank you," he said, accepting the box with trembling hands when Jean-Claude handed it over.

"It is our pleasure.” Jean-Claude murmured, his voice dripping sex. “Happy Birthday, little one. We hope you enjoy your gift." Jean-Claude made his way back to Asher on the sofa and took his hand.

Nathaniel sat down on the bed next to Jason; and un-wrapped his gift slowly. He knew the vampires were watching his every move, but he refused to hurry. When he finally removed the wrapper and opened the box, all he could see was soft tissue paper. He gave the vampires a questioning look. Asher looked like he wanted to devour him, but Jean-Claude gave him a reassuring smile.
Nathaniel reached into the box and his fingers brushed against something cold and metallic. He curled his fingers around it and gently lifted it out of the box. The vampires had given him a chain, but that wasn’t all. As he pulled out the leash, he saw the attached collar.

Nathaniel’s groin tightened as he fingered the rough thick black material. He turned the collar around in his hands and gasped in shock. In place of the usual spikes and studs, there were diamonds encrusted around the center of the collar. At the other end of the chain was more of the same thick material, but it was a smaller loop for a hand to hold.

Nathaniel was dumbstruck. Jean-Claude and Asher must have spent thousands on his present. This was a first for him... he had never been pampered like this before.

"Wow," Jason’s voice rang out. "Now you can do bondage in style." He giggled as he nuzzled against Nathaniel’s back.

Bondage? And then it hit him. "Is this the reason why Anita wouldn’t come in tonight?” He looked at the vampires across the room. “You told her your plans to use this on me?"

"Oui," Jean-Claude replied. “Ma petite is squeamish about matters such as this.” He locked eyes with Nathaniel, making it clear with one look that the ball was in his court. They wouldn’t push him. The next move was his.

Nathaniel was saddened that Anita would not participate, but he was really excited by the prospect that he could finally get what he lacked in his current situation. He blushed and smiled shyly at the vampires.

"Wow. I don't know what to say. It's the best gift I have ever gotten. Thank you so much!"

Asher smiled back. "There are a few rules to this game," he said. "Would you like to know what they are before we begin?"

Nathaniel nodded; eager to begin.

"Good. As soon as you put this on, you belong to me. You must refer to me as Master. After every order I give, you will reply with, and only with, yes Master. You will do nothing without asking permission, even if it is to scratch yourself. You will never stand, unless I order you too. You will remain on your hands and knees. You must never look me or anyone else in the eye. Have you gotten all that?" Asher spoke with authority… like he’d done this many times in the past, and it made Nathaniel even more excited.

"Yes. I think I do." Nathaniel answered submissively, lowering his eyes.

"And one more thing. There is no clothing allowed when you have this on," Asher said with a smile.

Nathaniel immediately started to undress. When he was naked, he put the collar on with Asher's help.

Jason giggled and said, "Can I give him twenty-three lashes, because he's that old?"

Nathaniel threw his friend a murderous look, but Jason just laughed some more.

As soon as Nathaniel put on the collar, the game began. He knelt down with kept his eyes fixed on the floor, like an obedient little cat. Asher picked up the other end of the chain, pulling it tightly there was no slack. Nathaniel felt the chain tighten against the back of his head urging him forward, but he did not move. Asher had not told him too. This was just a test.

"He’s a good little kitty, wouldn't you say?" Asher asked Jean-Claude.

"I expected as much. I think maybe our little kitty could teach our little wolf a lesson or two." Jean-Claude looked at Jason, who stared back at him defiantly.

"Me? I beg to differ. I am the best ever. Nate wishes he could be like me." Jason smiled widely, showing his pearly whites.

"Whatever," Nathaniel muttered, temporarily forgetting the rules. Asher tugged at his long braid, forcing his head back until he could look down into the leopard’s face. Nathaniel almost moaned with delight. He loved Asher being in control of him.

"Are you forgetting the rules?" The blond vampire asked harshly.

"No Master!" Nathaniel yelped as Asher raked his nails up his back with his free hand. Nathaniel’s back arched, and he sucked in his breath.

"I thought I told you to say, yes Master. I never want to hear the word no from your lips again," Asher ordered.

It was a double-edged sword. If he had said, yes Master, he would still have gotten slashed. Nathaniel reveled in the pain, he was completely aroused and he didn't care who knew.

Jason sniggered. "I so got you in trouble. Who's the winner now?"

While Jason was teasing Nathaniel, Jean-Claude vanished into his walk-in closet and reappeared with a handful of items. He tossed one of them to Jason, who made a half-hearted attempted to catch it. It slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor beside Nathaniel. When Jason retrieved it and saw what it was, he almost dropped it again. It was a collar and chain, much like Nathaniel’s; but without the diamonds.

"Put it on!" Jean-Claude ordered the wolf.

Jason mouth dropped. "I'll be good, I promise," he pleaded. He so did not want to be collared and leashed.

"You WILL be…" Jean-Claude said with a smile. "Now put it on, Mon Pomme."
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