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BLOOD CARTEL

Chapter Twenty-Five

After leaving Sam his note and cell phone Dean walked away from the Managers' office and climbed into the impala, he looked across at the empty passenger seat; he wished he could have made Sam understand that running away wasn't the answer, that the only way he was ever going to be free from guilt and slavery was to attack it head on. Sighing deeply at the loss of his brother and best friend he turned the key in the ignition making the impala roar. Shifting into gear he drove out of the motel parking lot pointing the impala in the direction of Pierre's hotel.

Pierre had been unable to concentrate on anything since Dean's unexpected phone call; hearing a soft sounding knock on his hotel door he stood to open it, seeing the young man in front of him he thought Dean looked emotionally drained "Come in seat down" he grabbed the whiskey bottle and a relatively clean glass from the sink and filled it with whiskey, "Here, looks like you need it"

Dean down the whiskey in one and held the glass out for another, Pierre obliged him by pouring another "Are you sure you're really ready?" he wanted to give Dean every chance to back out "Because if you not?"

Dean's reply was instant and determined "no, I'm ready" he doubted he would ever be ready but this was as close as he was going to get. "I want to do this" he said looking at the glass of whiskey in his hand and not a Pierre in case he saw the fear in his eyes

"Once your inside we can't help you; you'll be completely on your own" Pierre warned he wished there was another way "you know what to expect but there might come a situation that goes against everything you stand for" Pierre didn't want to elaborate further on the humiliation or degradation that Dean might endure at the hands of other vampires

Dean slowly nodded in his confirmation he knew what Pierre meant "I know, whatever happens I'm going to have to deal with it the best way I can" he down his drink not wanting to think of what else he might endure

Satisfied that Dean understood him Pierre pressed on "Ok, so now you have to work on getting close to Vladimir, gain his trust and try to become his head slave"

"That won't be easy" seeming that Vladimir had told Nikolay to snap his neck; he had his work cut out there

Since Dean's arrived Pierre had wanted to ask about Sam, he chose this moment to ask "You and your brother, any chance?"

Dean shook his head as he tried to fight back the growing tears "We really did a number on him"

"I'm sorry, if there's anything I can do?" Pierre asked, he felt responsible

"That ship as well and truly sailed" but what did he expect, Sam to send him flowers and wish him good luck

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Jonas stroked Sandy the slave girl's neck with one hand, feeling her pulse softly pulsating beneath her tender skin, while the other hand had worked it way up her skirt and was now stroking her softly between her legs, the hot wetness stirred emotions in his groan, slowly his vampire teeth descended. Seeing his teeth descend she leaned back opening up her neck to him in readiness. Jonas saw her obedience and leaned forward running his tongue along the length of her neck before he sank his teeth into the warm delicate skin, she gasped out in pain even though she was expecting it. Once the sharp pained had subsided she slowly moved hand downwards over his strong lean stomach muscles and down to his growing erection where she softly started to stroke him through the material of his trousers, she heard him groan in pleasure as he sucked deeper savouring every moment as his hand moved down from her neck and tearing at her cotton top, ripping it open to reveal her bra less breasts. Slowly Jonas drew back savouring the taste of her blood in his mouth as he stood, he started to undress as he watched her blood slowly trickle downwards towards her right nipple; in turn she stood and removed her torn top before walking towards the bed as she did she unbuttoned her short skirt letting it fall to the floor along with her panties. She knew how to please her master, if she didn't he would choice another, he could have his pick of any of the other lap dancers or waitresses for that matter; she knew she was just a tool for his pleasure and as long as she continued to please him she would remain at the club and not be sold. She climbed on the bed on all four and waited for a naked Jonas to approach from behind. She felt his hands on her butt; one hand slipped between her legs while the other grabbed her long blond hair pulling her head back, the foreplay over he thrust himself uncaringly deep inside her and sunk his teeth into her shoulder, thrusting himself into her again and again until he came.

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Dean climbed out of the impala and starred up at the tall building as he crossed the street to Jonas's Penthouse apartment; he had been here only once before on a errand for Jonas, now as he rode in the lift his thoughts turned to Sam, where was he, had he returned to the motel like he thought he would and found his note or had he been wrong? "I'm ashamed to call you my brother" Sam's part words had played heavily on his mind. Stepping out of the lift he knocked on Jonas's penthouse door, the brotherly bond they had share was lost forever in deceit and mistrust, how could Sam ever trust him after everything he had done, even if some of it was done to redeem himself. Tapping on the door Jonas's man servant, Miles answered

"Dean Aleksandrov to see Master Jonas"

Miles remembered Dean as opened the door wide to allow him access "Wait here"

Miles disappeared down the hallway, Dean heard him tap on a door and then words exchanged before Miles returned to address him "Master Jonas will see you now, follow me"

Dean followed Miles down the corridor, stopping at the door Miles pointed to. He watched Miles retreat before he knocked on the door; hearing Jonas call out "come in" he entered and was surprised to find Jonas lying in bed with Sandy, the lap dancer he had sex with a few nights earlier, feeling slightly uncomfortable "I'll come back later"

"No, stay" Jonas replied, turning to Sandy he ordered "get out" she had served her purpose for now

Dean watched as Sandy climbed out of the bed and fumbled for her clothes as she made her way out of the bedroom

Jonas slipped naked from behind the sheets and walked towards a chair where he picked up his robe and slipped it on "You enjoyed her the other night?"

As Jonas showed off his nakedness Dean lowered his eyes but couldn't hide his surprise when Jonas informed him he knew about their sex session in the backseat of the impala "Yes, master Jonas" he replied lamely

"So I'm guessing you haven't come here to see me in the nude?" Jonas poured himself a whiskey from the small drinks cabinet.

"I was wondering if I could met up with my new master straight away" Dean asked softly making it sound more of a request and not as an order or demand

Jonas turned and leaned against the cabinet "Why"

"Don't get me wrong, it's being a pleasure serving you but I need to prove myself to Vladimir, that I'm no longer that spirited slave he first met, I want to prove to him I can be an obedient" Dean lied, he needed to be convincing as he thought about what he needed do, work his way in, get closer to Vladimir, get the old vampire to trust him and rely on him

Jonas sipped his whiskey and study Dean for a moment "Maybe your no longer spirited but your still young and impatient, but still I like your dedication to bond with Master Vladimir." Jonas move over to the sofa and settle himself on it "I've gathered some of Nikolay's slaves together, they are at my mansion waiting for Vladimir's arrival, one of them I think you know very well, she's being asking about you"

"Celeste" Dean dared to whisper

"Were you and she coupled?" Jonas asked out of curiosity

"Coupled?" Dean answered in puzzlement

"To breed, children of slaves are highly sort after" Jonas swirled around the whiskey in his glass while he thought about his younger vampire brother, they were both sired by Vladimir "Nikolay was always weak though; he never sold his slave children born from coupling because he needed, wanted love and devotion that only a family unit could provide, that was something he regretted missing out on, not having children of his own, of course it was no secret that before he was sired he favoured the boys but each to his own"

"He wanted to breed us?" ooh that was just sick, how had he not picked up on that before

Children from good looking stock like Dean and Celeste would fetch an handsome price he thought "Of course there are no guarantees that Vladimir will couple you together again, Vladimir will have his own ideas" Jonas emptied his glass and stood "I will inform my butler, Frederickson to expect you" he walked over to the bedside table and scribbled down on a pad the address of his mansion "Vladimir's very old school, he believes that a slave should be seen and not heard, be respectful at all times and giving" Jonas paused "Vladimir as some peculiar habits, learning them and giving him what he wants freely is the secret to Vladimir liking you"

Deep in thought Dean wondered what Vladimir's peculiar habits might be, he noticed that Jonas had removed his robe and was now walking naked back to his bed

"Tell Sandy to come back in I have need of her" Jonas settled himself back between the sheet, his appetite had return, he had learnt over the years the heightened pleasure of fucking and feeding at the same time, there was nothing more pleasurable then his swollen cock deep within the warm of a woman's body and his mouth filled with her warm rich blood, no female vampire could give him that, he wondered why any vampire would want sex with another vampire when there was so much warm bloodied young slaves around, he held out his hand, a sign that he was dismissing Dean

Dean walked over, leaning down he kissed the back of Jonas's hand "Thank you Master Jonas"

"I will join you at the mansion before Vladimir arrives" Jonas added as Dean reached the bedroom door

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As dawn approached Dean pulled the impala up outside Jonas's country mansion set back in large extensive grounds, the butterflies in his stomach had grown along the way at the thought of seeing Celeste again, the one good thing that had come out this sorry mess was meeting Celeste. The gates automatic opened giving him his cue to enter, driving up towards the main door Dean saw a stooped grey haired old man waiting for him, Frederickson he presumed. As he neared he saw another figure step out from the main door and his heart skipped a beat, it was Celeste she had come out to greet him

Celeste couldn't hide her excitement, as soon as she had heard the Dean was on his way she had felt like a love sick teenager; unable to sleep she had paced the bedroom which she was sharing with Marcy. She rushed forward wrapping her arms Dean and burying herself into his chest as soon as he was out of the impala and hugging him tightly "Oh Dean, when I heard about Nikolay and the mansion burning down I thought the worst, they said most of the slaves had died"

Dean pulled her away and the tears, he gently wiped them away with his fingers "hey I'm ok"; he couldn't fail to notice how tired she looked "You ok?"

"I am now that you are here" she hadn't been sleeping, she was worried just as much as the other slaves as to what Master Vladimir was going to do with them

"Miss Celeste please come inside, the morning is chilly" Frederick spoke as he saw the growing goose bumps on her bare arms "You should eat some breakfast?"

"I will" she beamed wrapping her arm around Dean's waist as she walked him inside, everything she wanted was right here.

TBC