Seth's New Pet
Chapter 1
Midnight
She dropped. Her eyes open, but not moving.
He just stared at her. He slowly smiled. Then he squatted down, grabbed her chin so he can look at her.
"I told you not to give me ultimatums. No one controls me. I control you. You don't a have say, no opinion, you don't speak at all. You are…were, what's the word…my pet." He said to her. Then he got up and walked into the darkness.
"I'm sorry that I'm late Tom." Jasmine said to the head bartender at the strip club.
"It's okay. We're not busy yet." Tom said back to her.
"I had to walk from my other job here." She explained.
"Walk? That's over five miles. And it's getting dark out there."
"I know. Would have been here on time, but one of the customers wouldn't let me go. Don't know if I'll have a job there tomorrow." Jasmine said sadly.
"Why? What happened?" Tom asked her.
"He grabbed my ass, and wouldn't let go of my wrist. He wanted me to do a private dance for him. I told him I'm just a waitress. He wouldn't listen, so I dumped his glass of whiskey in his lap. Then I just grabbed my bag and got the hell out of there." Jasmine explained more.
"Wow." Said Tom.
Jasmine just stood there, then she started to cry. Tom came over and just hugged her.
"It'll be okay. I can try to give you some extra shifts in case you are. Just let me know." Tom told her.
Jasmine just nodded. She wiped away the tears and went in back to change into her bartender's uniform.
She went behind the bar to get it set up for the night. Friday night is one of the busiest nights for the club. After fifteen more minutes, the waitresses started to come in. Jasmine could have gotten a job waitressing, but wearing heels already at one job is enough. That is one thing about being behind the bar, she didn't have to wear heels. Plus if she did, she would be over 6 ft. tall. She's already 5'7, and she doesn't want to stumble…especially handling glass.
"Hey Jasmine." Lisa said.
Jasmine cringed. Lisa and she don't get along. Jasmine doesn't know why. For some reason, Lisa just disliked her from the first time she started.
"Lisa, go get punched in." Tom told her.
Lisa just turned around and went to the back.
"Thanks." Jasmine said.
"No problem. Unfortunately I didn't hire her. I only hire behind the bar." Tom sighed.
Jasmine laughed. She is glad she applied for the bartender's position. She liked being behind the bar. People don't pay attention to the bartender, but they pay attention to everyone.
In about another thirty minutes, the club will be opening. Jasmine can't wait for the night to be over. She does work tomorrow, but only here and not until 8pm.
"Jasmine." Lisa squeaked.
"I need a whiskey straight." Lisa said. Then she straightened her uniform.
"Oh, never mind. I'll get it." Lisa said. Then she went behind the bar and grabbed the cheapest whiskey, and poured it. Then she took it out and went to the back of the club. It's very dark for privacy.
He watched his waitress as she went up to the bar, then go in back of it. But he also watched the female bartender to. She had dark brown hair, with red highlights. He had to admit, she looked good. She had it pinned back on the sides where you can see more of her face. And he seen she has a natural beauty to her. Not much make-up, just enough to look nice. But he did notice she did have a little more around the eyes, to hide the dark circles around there. She is tall, but he could tell she isn't wearing heels. She doesn't take small steps, or stumble. He licked his lips. She's different from the other women he's been with. Or pet's he likes to call them. But then after a while, they get clingy and they want to change him. He is set in his ways. He likes his women at his command. But maybe he needs a change. He gets the same type of women each time. Maybe try something different. He kept watching her. Then he noticed his waitress coming.
Lisa sat down the cheap whiskey in front of him.
"That will be fifteen dollars." She said. Smiling, thinking she'll get a big tip from the cheap whiskey. And pocket the rest of the fifteen dollars.
Then suddenly Jasmine came from behind Lisa.
"I'm sorry sir. But your waitress grabbed the wrong whiskey meant for someone else." Jasmine explained.
He looked into her eyes and seen the most beautiful eyes. Brown, with gold specks. The gold specks just sparkled as he looked into them. And where his heart is, or used to be, he actually felt something. He never got this ache from the other women he was with. This one is special. He has to have her. He looked at her name tag, and it read Jazz.
Jasmine looked into brown eyes, but they seemed empty. He has a beard, but its trimmed closed to his face, shoulder length dark brown hair. But on one side, is blonde. Jasmine liked his hair.
"Like your hair." Jasmine said quietly.
He didn't say anything, instead he just smiled.
"He has a beautiful smile." Jasmine thought.
"Jasmine, why thank-you for doing that. You didn't have to bring it over here yourself. I could have gotten it." Lisa stammered.
"God, she smelled good. A light floral scent. Nothing strong. He hated the strong smells, and the heavy make-up. It's like they are hiding something.
"Thank-you." He said.
Jasmine shivered when she heard his voice. Goosebumps on her arms. Then he looked at her, and she just stared back. Jasmine looked into his eyes. They are dark, soulless, but she got sucked in. She just kept staring. Her lips parted, and then she licked her lips. Her nipples got hard, and what surprised her most is her pussy got wet…just by his voice.
"God, what it would be like to be with him." Jasmine thought.
"Jasmine!" Lisa shrieked.
Jasmine snapped out it.
Jasmine blushed. "Sorry." She whispered.
"It's okay." Seth said. Then gave both women a smile.
Jasmine turned, and walked fast back to the bar. She had to get away from him. Him looking at her like that. She was not herself when she is with him. She finally got back to the bar, and went back to work. She looked up, and he wasn't there. She looked around, but couldn't find him. She never got his name. She seen a customer waving her down. She went over and they ordered a drink. She went back to the other side of the bar to make it, then suddenly he was there.
"I'm sorry, I meant to give this to you." He said. Then he handed her a hundred dollar bill. Jasmine couldn't believe it. He must have made a mistake.
"Lisa is over there at the other end of the bar." Jasmine told him then nodded towards the other end.
"No. This is for you. I know she got the cheap whiskey herself, and you were nice enough not to accuse her of switching them." Seth explained.
Then he lifted her hand, and kissed it. Her hand burned where he kissed it. Then after a few more seconds, he turned and left.
Jasmine watched him leave. His long black coat flowing behind him.
Lisa came over.
"What did he give you?" Lisa asked.
"Nothing." Jasmine lied. She knew Lisa would want, and take the money. But Jasmine needed the money. She can actually buy some decent food, and saved the rest.
Lisa just looked at Jasmine.
"You have drinks up." Jasmine told her. Then Jasmine pointed to the drinks for her table of college students. Jasmine knew Lisa doesn't like college students. They don't tip well.
It got busier as the night went on. Jasmine and Tom keeping up with drink orders. And Jasmine turning down drunk, horny young college students. It seems the guys has been hitting on Jasmine tonight.
He watched her from above. Watching her hips sway as she walks. He closed his eyes thinking what it would feel like to between her legs…in her. Have her beneath him, her legs wrapped around him, nails digging into him, moaning his name. Seth felt himself get hard. No other pet has made him feel this way. Maybe it's because she's not what he usually gets. Blonde, fake tits, but also very experience. But with Jasmine, he knows she's innocent, or at least she's not very experience. He normally would care, but in this case he didn't. There is something about Jasmine he liked. He definitely going to make her his…tonight. Now he just has to wait.
The club finally closed. Jasmine and Tom is so happy, they hurried up so they can leave. Jasmine wanted to get to the market by her apartment to pick up some food. She can actually have breakfast in morning.
Tom and Jasmine finally got done with their cleaning. They grabbed their stuff and left.
"I'll drive you home." Tom said to Jasmine.
"Thanks. But could you drop me off at the corner market? I need to get some groceries." Jasmine asked.
"Okay, and I'll wait for you." Tom responded.
"No, you don't have to. Plus, I just live about two doors down." Jasmine said back to Tom.
"You sure?" Tom asked.
"Yes, I'm sure." Jasmine said.
Jasmine got into Tom's car. He drove her to corner market. Even though it only took them less than ten minutes, it would have taken Jasmine longer if she walked. Plus, her neighborhood isn't exactly great.
Tom pulled over to the curbed to drop Jasmine off in front of the corner market.
"Thank-you Tom. I really do appreciate it." Jasmine said.
Tom just smiled. Then Jasmine closed the door. Tom watched her go into the store, and then he drove off.
Jasmine grabbed some groceries. Not many, she only gets a few at a time. Her refrigerator isn't that big. But she's happy that she can have eggs tomorrow for breakfast. And she got bacon, hamburger, milk, and juice. She hasn't had orange juice in a long time.
She checked out, and left the store. She started walking towards her door, but Jasmine had a feeling that someone is watching her. She hurried her steps faster to her door. She's happy that she already had her keys out.
As she approached her door, she reached out to unlock the door. The door clicked, and she opened it up and went inside. She quickly shut the door. She sighed. She felt a little better that she made it in. She went up the stairs to her apartment. Three flight of stairs is not she looking forward to.
Jasmine finally made it to her door, unlocked and went inside. She set her groceries down, and put them away.
She then went in to take a shower.
Jasmine got out and put on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. It is warm in her apartment, and she does have an air conditioner unit, but she only likes to turn it on when she has to. It raises her electric bill. She looked at the clock, it read 4am. She is hungry, but she's afraid she will fall asleep before she gets done cooking it. So she'll wait until she gets up. She doesn't have to be at the club until 6pm.
She turned on her fan next to her bed, then laid down on top of the covers since it is warm. She started to fall asleep when a noise woke her up. She sat up in her bed and looked around. Even though it is dark outside, the moonlight shown through her bedroom window, giving Jasmine some light to look. But she didn't see anything.
"I must be tired. I'm hearing things." Jasmine whispered. Then she laid back down. Then she heard something again. She sat up again, and this time she turned on her little light next to the bed. She looked around her bedroom, and still doesn't see anything. Then she heard the noise coming from the living room. She got up and grabbed her bat, then she slowly walked into the living room.
She looked around, but still couldn't see anything.
"Maybe it's rats again." Jasmine thought. She told her manager, but he just gave her the runaround. She'll have to get rat poison and put them around her apartment.
She went over to her door to be sure that it's locked. She checked and seen they are all in place and her door is locked up tight.
She turned to go back to bed. The she heard the noise again. But this time it sounded like it was just behind her. She turned around, but before she could scream, someone grabbed her throat and pushed her back to the wall.
Jasmine grabbed at the hand and arm holding her throat. She tried to scream again, but nothing came out. Then suddenly what was holding her throat, is gone. She looked again, but couldn't see anything. Who or whatever it is, can move fast.
"Who…Who's there?" Jasmine asked out. "I have a weapon." She continued to yell out. Then she heard a laugh, like it's mocking her.
"What are you going to do? Swat me?" The voice said.
The voice sounded familiar. Where did she hear it from?
Then she heard footsteps. Then he came into the light. It was him! From the club!
"How…How did you get…In my apartment?" Jasmine asked.
He just laughed again. Then before she knew it, he was right in front of her. Just inches away from her face.
"Nothing can keep me out if I want something so bad." He whispered. Then he reached up and softly rubbed her lips with his thumb. She gasped. It felt so cold.
Then he smiled again. Unlike before when he smiled at the club, this time she thought she sees fangs. Jasmine opened her mouth to scream again. This time he covered her mouth with his hand.
"Please don't struggle, I don't want to hurt you or kill you. And I will. You are just…" He is saying but before he can finish, she kicked him in the balls. He let go of her, and went to his knees, giving Jasmine the time to get away. But before she can reach the door, he grabbed her ankle and tripped her. Pulled her to him. Then he is on top of her, trapping her between his legs. He liked this position with her, but he wouldn't mind her being on top either. He closed his eyes just thinking of what's he's going to do to her. Then he opened up his eyes, looking at her struggle against him. He had to laugh.
"Please don't kill me." Jasmine begged. Tears running down her face.
"Oh, I'm not going to kill you. At least not in that sense." He softly said.
Then he turned her head, exposing her neck. Jasmine couldn't move. She's too scared to. Then he bent down and bit her neck.
Jasmine felt the pain, the hotness from his breath.
Jasmine gasping for air…
He bit her. His fangs sank into her tender flesh. Tasting her…
Her blood is like a toxic…but in a good way. He's never tasted anything like this. Then he stopped, and came up. He looked down at her, blood on his fangs. He licked at them. Tasting her more. She looked so beautiful. She moaned. Then he lifted one hand, then cut his wrist open exposing his blood. He lifted her head up to his wrist.
"Drink." He commanded Jasmine.
Jasmine is dazed, not knowing what happened. She felt something against her lips, and hearing his voice, she obeyed. She didn't know why. She grabbed his wrist and put her mouth around it, and then she drank from his wrist.
Her mouth around his wrist, he is getting so hard. Thinking what that mouth can do around his cock. He knows he'll probably have to show her how to pleasure him, but somehow it didn't bother him. It usually did, but her…he didn't.
"Stop." He told her. She did. He got up, and she slumped back to the floor. Then she curled up in a ball, her stomach hurt. He watched her do the…change. It is painful. But only a few minutes. He stood over her waiting. Then he seen her open her eyes. Then she open her mouth gasping for air. He seen her fangs. He smiled.
He held out his hand to her. At first Jasmine didn't take it, but the look on his face told her to take it. He pulled her up.
She looked at him. "What did you do to me?" She asked him.
He smiled. "What do you think?" He asked her.
She reached up and touched her fangs. She looked at him. "No, it can't be. There's no such thing. I'm not a vampire." She said as she looked at him.
He looked at her. But she knew he is telling her the truth.
Jasmine looked at him. She swallowed.
"I'm sorry, where's my manners. My name is Seth. But you can either call me master or Master Seth." Seth told her.
Then as she is looking at him, his hair changed. The blonde in his hair changed to the rest of his hair color, dark brown. It made him look, dark…sadistic.
Something told Jasmine not to make Seth mad.
"What am I now? You're girlfriend?" Jasmine asked.
She seen his face turned. He furrowed his eye brows, his eyes became black…soulless, the smile gone…replaced by a sneer.
Jasmine backed up until she hit the wall. Her breathing picked up. He walked over to her, bridging the gap between them. He leaned down where his lips are barely touching hers. She can feel his breath on her lips, making her lips tingle. Then he spoke softly…
"Let me explain something to you. You are not…not my wife, or girlfriend. However, you are my property…my woman…no one is to touch you, BUT me. And I will know if another man does touch you. I know your scent, and soon…very soon, every vampire, werewolf, witch and every creature in the world will know you belong to me." Seth explained to her.
Then he licked her lips. Her lips burned. Then before she knew it, he kissed her.
Seth couldn't wait any longer. He wanted…no needed to taste her. He claimed her mouth hungrily. Jasmine tried to push him off, but without stopping he grabbed her arms and pinned them up on the wall. He pressed his body to hers, rubbing and grinding against her. She is soft in all the right places for Seth. Jasmine moaned into the kiss. Even though she should fight him more, but instead she melted against him. She open more for him, where he slipped in his tongue.
"God, she tastes so good." Seth thought. He kissed many women throughout time, but none of them taste like this…sweet, fresh, new.
Then he broke the kiss. He didn't want to, but he wanted to get her to his place. He wanted to wait until he gets her there before he takes her fully…to make her his.
"As I was saying, you do not have a say in my life. You will only talk when I give you permission." Seth continued.
"You Jasmine…are…my…pet." Seth finally said before they left into the night.
One week later
Missing: Jasmine Nicole O'Riley. Last seen Friday Night leaving Mort's Corner Store on 12th and Meeks. She has long brown hair with red highlights, 5'7, about 130lbs, and worked at the Toxic Night Club as a bartender.
If found please call…911