Chapter 11R

Damon wasn't sure what happened after that but suddenly there was a commotion and he landed on his back with a thud in the chair. Outraged voices growled and hissed.

"He has no collar!"

"I am the king here!" Klaus roared loudly and they all fell silent.

Damon sat up slowly, dazed, pulling the wooden shards out of his legs and Klaus offered him a hand. He took it gratefully and Klaus helped him to his feet. They stared at each other for a moment before Klaus walked away and sat back down. The others returned to their conversation and Damon leaned against a chair as he tried to find his legs. He felt sore and tired of fighting. Michelle entered with fresh blood in a large jug and began to pour it into glasses for them. Damon watched the red liquid fill their glasses and mouths and his stomach clenched. He'd lost a lot of blood onto the floor and he was in need of healing. He looked to Michelle and she gave him a tight smile of understanding. This blood wasn't for him. Klaus had said he needed to earn food. He sighed and leaned on the chair more for support as someone mopped the floor of his blood.

He looked over to Klaus deliberating. If he offered himself he'd be fed. He stood up again and wobbled towards him. The red head stood in his way again.

"You look hungry." She commented and he swallowed. "Do you want to feed pretty one?" She licked her lips and he groaned as his veins protruded. She smiled and he fell forward as his legs gave in. She caught him and he pushed her away. He looked over at Klaus and began to crawl towards him. He couldn't walk anymore. Stefan was still sat beside him but Damon couldn't think about that. As he approached Stefan rose and stepped away from them disinterested and Klaus smiled at him.

"Hello." Klaus purred and Damon hung his head and breathed in tiredness as he shook.

"Please take me." He whispered. Klaus sighed in contemplation.

"I'm tired of you Damon." Klaus commented and Damon looked up in grief.

"Please."

"I don't think so mate. Perhaps one of my friends would take you."

"I need blood, please…" Damon closed his eyes. Klaus huffed.

"Not good enough." Klaus's tone was final and Damon sighed in dismay.

He sat idly for a while, trying to think of what to do next. His body was healing now but he felt weak. Michelle and Yvonne exchanged glances in sympathy for him but they couldn't help him. He sagged into the side of the chair and watched as the other vampires began to have sex around him. Some of them had their own people with them, wearing their collars. He hadn't noticed them before and he watched as they were taken – some of them quite brutally as Damon watched helpless to interfere. The girls had been right, these people were savages. Klaus had never hurt him like that. Klaus stood up and beckoned to Yvonne. She placed the tray of glasses she was holding down and he bent her over the back of a sofa, lifting the bottom of her skirt, revealing her naked behind and took her. Damon watched in interest as she moaned in pleasure and smiled. She was the only one here not in pain and being forced. From this angle Damon could watch Klaus going in and out of her – he was taking her from her back entrance and it looked like it felt good, he remembered the sensation. Damon's eyes widened at her pleasure and he felt the desire to ask for Klaus to take him enter his mind again.

In truth it was good and made Damon climax every time. So what if Klaus was a guy? Klaus climaxed amidst a round of cheering from the others and he laughed and kissed the back of Yvonne's head as she righted herself. This was like a circus. Klaus walked back over ignoring Damon and Damon turned to him again.

"Take me."

"No." Klaus said casually and Damon started to feel frustrated. He was begging god damn it! "Perhaps your brother would accommodate you." Klaus raised an eyebrow and Damon gasped horrified.

Stefan let out a chuckle from across the room and shook his head. Damon was glad that at least no humanity Stefan wasn't a rapist because he'd never allow that. Damon closed his eyes and tried to think.

"I want my collar back." He said and Klaus chuckled and shook his head, sipping a glass of warm O Neg and Damon leaned up and squeezed his knees. "I need my collar."

"Now, now pet. If you put it back on, you know what it means. Think it through."

"I know." Damon said and Klaus studied him. He brought the collar out of his pocket and stroked it through his fingers as Damon looked at it.

"By accepting this Damon you are agreeing to fulfil my every desire without fighting. Are you ready for that?" Damon nodded. "I won't hurt you, but I will ask you to do things that you may not want to and I expect obedience, gratitude." He handed Damon the collar and Damon took it from him as Stefan watched from the other side of the room.

Damon looked into Klaus's eyes for a minute and fastened the collar around his neck. It was strange how comforting it seemed at that moment. He pressed it to his skin and looked over at the red head. She was foaming at the mouth practically. He felt fear strike him but he could see that she knew better than to try and force him now. Now he was Klaus's again. Klaus pulled him forward using the hoop in his collar and brushed his lips up Damon's neck sensuously. Damon shivered.

"Your trousers are down Damon. Pin them back together. Your penis is mine and I won't have anyone else touch it." Klaus purred and gently released him.

Damon pulled his jeans around him as best as he could and Klaus handed him a new pin so he could fasten his crotch together again. He looked to Stefan. Stefan was chatting to people again and didn't seem to care. Tears filled his eyes and he clenched his fists. This had all been to keep Stefan alive and even after all of this, Stefan was still vacant of emotion. If the brutal torture and rape of his brother wasn't enough to bring him back to his humanity then what would? Why should Damon take the punishment any longer? His anger and distress oozed from his expression and Klaus cupped his cheek tenderly and cooed at him.

"Brave Damon, let me make you feel better. Stefan may not care about you but I do. Yvonne does." Klaus purred and Damon looked to her, still moving around the room obediently as she watched him. "She begged for your life. They would have taken you till they pulled your body apart. We look after our own here. Let me have you. We'll show them who your master is."

Damon relaxed against him in the knowledge that this was what he had to do to stay alive here. At least Klaus wouldn't injure him like some of the others here. Klaus was being so gentle and after what had just happened he wanted just to curl into someone for comfort.

Klaus pulled back, his eyes glowing wolf as he gently urged Damon to get onto his knees with his palms on the floor. Klaus stood up and unzipped his fly again and everyone stopped to watch the infamous Damon Salvatore - ladies man, being fucked by his male master and enemy. The red head watched in interest, her eyes sparkling in lust and Damon cast a glance at Stefan before closing his eyes. He braced himself for pain but Klaus slid some lubricant inside of him gently and he relaxed and let Klaus climb on top and push inside of him. He took a breath as he was filled and Klaus began to move. The guests in the room watched and commented on Damon's demeanour, his willingness and Damon parted his lips and sighed, trying to get into it. He had to learn to enjoy this, to keep Klaus on his side.

Klaus hit his prostrate and he drooled on himself and gave a small sigh.

"That's it, show Stefan how much you want this pet." Klaus whispered into his neck and Damon gave a small moan. Damon daren't open his eyes, he didn't want to see how uninterested Stefan was so he simply concentrated on the sensations in his body as Klaus rammed him hard and fast, cheered on by the others in the room. Damon began to climax and Klaus took a hold of his manhood and squeezed it through his jeans to make it more intense and Damon fell to pieces and moaned loudly as Klaus filled him with seed.

"Good boy." Klaus sighed, withdrawing from him and Damon held his position as he recovered.

Klaus stroked his back and inserted something cold inside of him. He flinched and gasped and Klaus cooed to him and pushed the implement inside a little further, patting his behind soothingly. Damon opened his eyes and looked to Yvonne in confusion and she gave a reassuring smile. She came around behind him as Klaus stepped away and supported him as he stood again. It felt strange to have something inside of him and he reached around to touch it, but she swiped his hand away and shook her head. He raised his eyebrows. Then he realised what this was, it was yet another marker that he was taken. Klaus had inserted it into him to keep him stretched and open for penetration but it was also so others knew he was off limits. He righted himself.

"Well done." She whispered and he smiled at her in heartfelt thanks for her interruption and support.

She cupped his face and smiled. The room returned to laughing and chatting again around them and Klaus zipped himself back up and returned to his chair to discuss the sex with Stefan. Damon didn't want to hear, he didn't want to witness it so he moved to go back to Klaus's room, trying not to squeeze the plug inside of him out, when Klaus shouted at him angrily. He stopped in his tracks in confusion and turned to face him. Klaus looked mad. He gulped. Klaus beckoned him over.

"Damon I still have seed for you." Klaus said annoyed and Damon avoided Stefan's eyes as he went to Klaus and knelt down at his feet.

Klaus unzipped himself again and returned to talking to leave Damon to take care of him. He'd never had to do it like this before. He shakily reached in and pulled Klaus's manhood out. He took a deep breath and moved into his groin, taking it into his mouth and sucking like he'd practised. He was good at it and pretty soon Klaus fingers were in his hair stroking his scalp affectionately as he hardened again. Damon closed his eyes and concentrated, enjoying Klaus's muscles twitching. He could read his responses so well now and he found his body start to thrum as he heard Klaus's pleasure and approval. He leaned in and slid his arms around Klaus's hips, taking him in as deep as he could and Klaus spilled into his mouth. He swallowed and sucked a little longer, hoping to please and Klaus became hard again. Damon held him tight, he was up for the challenge of round two. He licked and swirled his tongue and Klaus filled his mouth again as he moaned and stroked the side of Damon's head with his thumbs, his hands clasped over Damon's ears.

"Enough brave Damon. You can sleep now." Klaus panted and Damon released him, tucking him back into his jeans and groaning a little in hunger. Klaus winked at him and tilted his head towards the bedroom. Damon's veins protruded painfully and Klaus gave him a look of command. He stood begrudgingly and moved back to the bedroom.

Once inside he climbed into the bed and let out a huge breath. He felt numb. Everything had seemed so simple in the beginning – Klaus wanted to rape him and hurt him to get back at Stefan, then Klaus wanted him to be willing so Stefan would feel responsible for the violation and now Stefan didn't care and Klaus did. Klaus had protected him, saved him from the others and the humans he kept here weren't held here at all. They were here because they wanted to be, because they sought Klaus out for pleasure. They looked after each other and he looked after them. Damon just didn't know what was up anymore, how to feel. He touched his entrance feeling the plug inside and he chewed his lip in wonder. Perhaps this would make it easier in the long run. If it kept him primed for sex then he wouldn't have to worry about it hurting when he was penetrated. He curled into the blankets as he thought on it all and the door opened. He turned back in fear it was the red head but it was Michelle. He smiled at her and she came to him and kissed his forehead.

"Two pints for Salvatore the Brave." She smiled and lay on the bed beside him, sweeping her hair away from her neck for him.

He smiled and looked to her in awe before gently biting into her neck this time. He drank delicately and stroked her back to make her feel the pleasure feeding could provide. She sighed and relaxed into him. Her blood was so tasty, so perfect and fresh. It was a struggle to pull back again but he did and checked that she was ok this time. She reassured him and helped him under the covers, tucking him in effectively. He drifted off to sleep and she left him to rest.

The strange party continued into the night, but Damon hardly noticed at all. His dreams were strange and confusing. There was still fire but Klaus was there too, sucking him while he tried to search for Elena. The sucking was so good, even in a dream and he awoke feeling horny and confused. Klaus had taken him again and in front of a room full of people and Stefan. Nothing would ever be the same again. He opened his eyes and saw Klaus sleeping next to him – devoid of any female partner this time and that was a change.

He reached down and touched the plug inside of him, it had become a little warmer with his body heat – well what there was of it anyway and it didn't feel so alien anymore. He experimentally pulled at it to pull some of it out. It slid easily and he pushed it back in slowly, feeling a pleasant sensation. He eased it in and out a few times and closed his eyes. He could really get used to a feeling like this. Klaus sighed in his sleep and turned onto his back. He had an erection. Did that man ever stop? The covers hid Klaus's lower body and Damon chewed his lip in thought.

Klaus liked his mouth. He said he wasn't trying hard enough to please him. If Damon used his mouth he'd get more blood. His thoughts circled around in his head and felt himself becoming aroused. He moved slowly nearer to him, flicking his eyes up to make sure that Klaus wasn't awake and he moved the blankets aside to look at Klaus's manhood. It wasn't like he hadn't seen it before. He'd been sucking it for weeks now and taking it inside of him over the past few days but he'd never looked at it properly. He was fascinated now that he did. His mouth filled with saliva and he leaned down and flicked his tongue over the tip carefully. He wanted blood so he was going to put in a good performance. Klaus stirred and Damon took the head into his mouth and sucked leisurely. Klaus gave a small moan and parted his lips and Damon moved in for the kill and began to lick and suck fully now.

Klaus moaned and flexed his hips, opening his eyes in surprise as Damon looked up at him. Klaus opened his mouth and gave a smile as he sighed and Damon knew he was going to be rewarded. He sucked him dry as Klaus arched and was more vocal than he'd ever been before. When he'd finished Klaus chuckled and Damon sat up expectantly.

"That mouth." Klaus sighed. "God Damon. It's like peeling an onion with you. You did so well yesterday. I think your brother enjoyed watching as much as I did taking you."

Damon tensed at the mention of Stefan. He'd forgotten Stefan for a moment. Where was he?

"He's home pet. At the Boarding House." Klaus answered his unspoken question and Damon felt like vomiting. He was here amidst this crazy debauchery and Stefan had just gone home to their house? His face dropped and Klaus watched him.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Klaus whispered and Damon looked up in surprise. "He doesn't deserve you. Saying that, I'm glad he's been such a disappointment because I wouldn't have had the chance to have you and I do enjoy you." Klaus smiled seductively. Damon looked down at himself unhappily.

Klaus stretched and pulled the lever at the bedside, calling on one of the girls. Damon waited patiently. Would it be Michelle? He liked her, so was so kind and beautiful. That long dark hair, she kind of reminded him of…His heart sank as he made the connection. He closed his eyes and held himself tight, fighting off grief for her. The door opened and Yvonne entered, looking a little worse for wear. She had bites on her arms and she looked pale and tired. Klaus immediately sprang out of bed and assessed her body growling.

"Who?" He barked and she gulped. "Who fed on you?"

"Sir please…" She whispered, clearly afraid and he squeezed her arm and looked at her in command. "Celina." She whispered and cringed. Damon frowned and Klaus marched off into the house shouting. Damon pulled Yvonne to him and cradled her as she breathed.

"What happened?" He asked gently.

"Payback for you." She answered and he pulled back to look at her bites. "She's crazy that one, she wants you Damon you have to watch your back."

He held her face and gave her a nod in understanding.

"You're his project right now, he won't let anyone touch you, but it means the rest of us aren't in his radar as much."

"She didn't…"

"No. No, she wouldn't go that far, besides I'm not her type. You are flavour of the month though. I wouldn't put it past her if she tries to force you again. Keep your collar." She warned.

"You had yours and it didn't stop her." He pointed out and she shook her head sadly. "What?"

She pointed to her bare neck and he touched it with his fingertips. He raised his eyebrows in question and she gave him a tight smile.

"Why would he do that?"

"Because I begged for you to be spared. We're not supposed to say no Damon. That's not our function here. I've never seen Klaus work so hard for someone's consent as you."

"But…he likes you." Damon gasped in horror.

"It's only temporary, but right now it's dangerous. They're only supposed to feed on their own people, but without a collar anyone of them could have me." She looked towards the door as they heard arguing and growling. Damon put his arm around her protectively.

"I'll kill that bitch!" He spat and she snuggled into him.

"Salvatore the Brave." She smiled and he grunted.

"If I was really brave I'd have ended this by now."

"No, you have been. It's your brother who is the coward." She said and he sighed. He reached up and unbuckled his collar and she gasped and tried to stop him. He shook her hands away and placed it around her throat instead, fastening it again. She gazed at him in amazement and touched it. Her eyes filled with tears and she hugged him gratefully to her.

"What about you?"

"I'll please him so much he won't let them near me anyway." He whispered and kissed her head.

The unmistakeable sound of Klaus approaching shook them out of each others' embrace and she stood back up, wiping her eyes. Klaus stormed back in, red faced and fuming and noticed her collar straight away and the absence of Damon's. He blinked in surprise and looked to Damon.

"Brave Damon." He said quietly and squeezed Yvonne's arm, intimating that she could leave now. She nodded and retrieved a tray of blood bags she'd deposited at the door, sitting it down on the bed and smiling at Damon as she left.

"It seems you're still a lady killer even when I'm inside of you." Klaus commented and Damon swallowed nervously. "You gave her your collar. Why?"

"She saved me." He whispered.

"I saved you mate, as I recall." Klaus said sternly and Damon lowered his eyes.

"Yes sir."

"Still, it's against the rules you know. I can't save you anymore now. So what are you going to do?"

Damon looked up at him determined and chewed his lip.

"Please you." He whispered and Klaus raised his eyebrows.

"Now? When there's no immediate danger?" Klaus chuckled and Damon nodded. "Why should I let you?"

"Because I want you."

"No you don't."

"I need you." Damon said with strain in his voice. It was true and he hated to admit it.

"That you do." Klaus nodded and Damon lay down on the bed again and looked towards him. Klaus chuckled with his hands on his hips. "Is this all you're offering? An easy lay on your back?"

"Do you want me to go back to fighting?" Damon asked annoyed and angry and Klaus chuckled again. He shook his head and Damon sat up.

"I want some effort from you. Anyone could lie here Damon."

Damon swallowed nervously as he tried to figure out what to do, what would be better. He removed the remains of his jeans and shirt and kicked them onto the floor as Klaus watched. He took a deep breath and crawled towards Klaus. Klaus walked over to the bed side and Damon looked up at him.

Stop thinking about him as a man and as someone who can pleasure you…

Damon leaned into Klaus's chest and began to lay soft kisses there. Klaus tensed in surprise and Damon turned off his brain. It wasn't so different from being with a woman really. Klaus's skin was soft but muscular instead of curvy. He hardly had any hair on his torso so it wouldn't be too weird. Klaus warmed to him and ran his fingers through Damon's hair as Damon licked over his abdomen and slid his hands up his thighs. Klaus became hard against him again and pushed Damon backwards onto his back, to climb onto the bed.

"You're full of surprises." Klaus whispered looking down at him. "Make me cum, pet."