Chapter II: History Lessons

Klaus awoke before the two lovers began to stir the following evening and slipped out the door before they could notice his presence. He made his way to Christopher and fabricated a half hearted excuse as to why he did not meet with him the previous night. He then hastily made his way into the adjacent study to await Angelique's lesson-one that he had promised to subjugate himself to.

A few hours passed when finally Angelique came to the study and ushered Klaus into her bedchamber.

She bit him to remove his clothes and he obliged her request. She then skillfully bound him in silken straps and him suspended in a kneeling position, his knees apart and his genitals bound tightly between his legs. Klaus was never fond of pain but he was not unfamiliar to its sensation. He mentally prepared himself in whispered prayer while Angelique made small cuts along his perfect flesh.

"To properly teach a subject one must first know a bit about the pupil. So, tell me about yourself, Klaus." Whispered Angelique in her breathy French accent.

" What is there to tell.I was chosen for this life for my skill at for seeing events that others could not. I have the ability to commune with angels. I interpret the voice of creation and give it life into this world. Why do you care?"

"I find you very intriguing. Do you not find yourself fascinating? Tell me about your embrace then." Purred Angelique as she made four small incisions around Klaus anus with a sharp silver scalpel. He winced at their bite but steadied his resolve.

"It was 1815, I was a young boy of fifteen in Lindau, a province of Bavaria control by the German empire. From the time I was five, I had been receiving divine messages and I shared their insight with the local townspeople. I had reached quite a celebrity status for accurately predicting several major local and world events. By the time I was fifteen I had been the head alter boy for the local congregation for several years and I even had my own children parade every May in my little town. I was loved and worshiped as a Saint-St. Kohler, don't you just love it?" Klaus winced a bit a the incision of the blade.

"As I grew older, the voice began to not only tell me of events to come but how to produce more effective visions and sermons. I began to listen to them and I created my own children's congregation that met in secret in the cathedral each night. Children, you see, have a special insight that is lost through years of subjugation to the adult world. I preached to them and gave my sermons which became, well, quite energetic. During one such sermon I was struck by divine inspiration and had the boys strip naked and had them lay across the alter while I took turns sodomizing them. I would have the most intense visions while my dick was in their tight rosy cheeks and they must have had the same as they returned to me every night. Eventually a Cardinal of the Holy Roman Catholic Church, a well known clergy man by the name of Heinz Rittner, and his attendant, came to my village to meet me in person and speak with my parents. He said that my reputation had reached the Vatican and he wished to test me to see if I was ready to be taken to Vatican City to become trained in the clergy. You see this was a very desirable offer back in the day. Unbeknownst to me, he was a Cainite, his attendant was his loyal ghoul. He was observing my every move especially my nightly sermons. One evening, after the other boys had left the cathedral, he surprised me and emerged from the shadows of the cathedral. He said that he was ready to give me my test now and told me to remove my clothes. He had me sit upon his lap while he striped me of my virginity just as I had done to those boys in my nightly sermons." With his words, Angelique took a slender silver phallus and began penetrating Klaus rhythmically working his delicate, glowing young body until his sentences came in short gasps.

"And how did it feel when he fucked you for the first time?" Angelique whispered in the boys ear, excitement growing in her voice.

"It was extremely painful at first…it was a hot fire raging up inside my body…I think I may have screamed like a little girl, I could not control my passion. … My world went black and the vision took over… A great battle between fierce warriors lead by an unearthly fair-haired man with steely eyes and another group of inhuman men led by a dark-haired solider- the emblem of the gryphon on his uniform…. The fair-haired man's troops pushed forward and over came the gryphon's army… I did not know at the time but the fair haired man was a leader in the newly burgeoning faction that would become the Sabbat…"

"After I came and the vision ended…the Cardinal asked me what I had seen… he seemed pleased by my skills…he carried me over to one of the baptismal and began the creation rites… He poured hot wax over my body to remove the soft downy hair that puberty was beginning to bestow upon me. If I was to be his angel, I must remain pure and eternally young…He carried me back to the alter and continued his blessings upon me, taking my blood and gifting me with his immortal vitae…

I left Lindau the following night… My parents were informed...that I would be studying with the clergy in Rome… a great honor upon our family…I have remained with him ever since..."

"And during all those years, how did it make you feel when he would take in and fuck all those other boys? Did it make you burn for his affections?" Angelique prodded for a sensitive spot in Klaus' psyche but her bite found no purchase.

"No…he can fuck what he wants…they matter not… they are just meat…I am the only one who can ever be his immortal angel… No one can take that from me.." He pause and thought for a moment, inspiration had planted a seed.

"I have claimed him. Do you not claim someone, does not your sire claim you?" Klaus replied unflinchingly as he let an impassioned moan escape his lips. He was bating her, but she was too consumed with discovering Klaus' wounds to notice that she was being set up.

"No, I would never do such a thing. Freedom is precious. No one can claim me." Sounded Angelique defiantly.

"Oh really, and what if someone was to claim you?... What if you sire demanded… that you were his?"

"I would have to kill him or any other who would do such a thing. My freedom is mine and mine alone." She replied.

"Spoken like a true member of the Sabbat-Brava." And there it was. She had given it freely to him. The seed he needed to begin his garden. The information that would teach Hanz the lesson he deserved for abandoning him in his childhood exile.

His words were now in quick burst as Angelique pushed closer to him and accelerated the thrusts of the apparatus into his body. She pulled his hair bringing his face back, close to hers, and bore down upon his neck from behind. As she drew in great mouthfuls of his potent vitae the two became lost in a moment of perfect bliss. The kiss took over all other sensations, far beyond the constriction of sex, the blood was every Cainites master.

Once they had finished their coupling Angelique untied Klaus and drew him over to her bed, the same bed he had bitterly watched her and Hanz make love the previous evening. She completely disrobed and bid him to lie on upon her. She drew a thin line of blood across her breast and bid him suckle. She stoked his hair and coddled him like a child as she moaned from the motions of his skillful tongue, the gentile brushing of his teeth across her nipple, the suckling of blood from her body.

He waited until she slept and quietly departed back to his haven in Walnut Creek to seek divine guidance.