A/N: I don't own Danny Phantom or Vlad Masters, Butch Hartman does. Here's chapter two, The Game. Rated M for smut, torture and language. The last chap will be a jump ahead a few years and Danny'll be looking back at the life that he was shoved into. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I know I enjoyed writing it. R&R are much appreicated. Enjoy.
The Highest Bidder, Chapter Two: The Game
Vlad gripped the handle of the cage and tried hard to carry his pet back to his ghost portal, but damn, the boy was heavy.
"What do you eat? Bricks and boulders? No, no more of this." He let go of the cage and encased it in an ecto-dome and merely let it drag along behind him as he soared happily, humming a tune as he flew about.
"Vlad? What happened just now? Did you save me? From the other ghosts? Considering I know you, the others would have maimed me...you really got me out of a jam I-" Vlad stopped dead in his tracks and turned, facing the caged halfa.
"Oh, my dear boy, you've got it all wrong. I didn't save you from the other ghosts. I have just as must intent on using you to all of your 'ability' for my personal gain, just as the others would have...but in a more...amusing way, I hope." He uttered a throaty laugh as he phased the two of them through the ghost portal, into the lab of Vlad's mansion.
"Now, first thing's first. We've got to get you out of that cage, so I can get a good look at you." He balled up his fist and generated an ecto energy blast, shooting the cage to pieces, not even minding that Danny could have been harmed more than he was.
He pulled Danny to his feet and looked over his bare body. He wasn't as different as he was four years ago. He was still very gawky, lean and shaggy haired. But now, he was taller, he seemed a bit aged, and he had a new addition to his face, a small patch of black fuzz on his chin, very sexy.
Vlad's hand fell nonchalantly on Danny's bare shoulder as he eyed the rest of Danny, chin in hand.
"Well, didn't I pick this apple just as it ripened? Perfectly clear complexion, thick locks," he ran a hand through Danny's hair, Danny himself cringing under the touch, "and full of hormones, to boot." Vlad's glove clad hand fell from his hair and lightly danced down Danny's pale chest and stomach.
Danny shivered and sighed, his eyes closed, too embarrassed to meet the older halfa's gaze.
He leaned over and whispered in Danny's ear, "We're going to have lots of fun, little badger. Lots and lots of fun..."
Plasmius transformed back into plain ol' Vlad Masters very quickly and dragged Danny, by his ecto cuffs, to the main part of the house. When they arrived in the living room, Vlad sat Danny down in an open leisure chair roughly. He used ecto hands to reach across the room, to a chest of drawers, where he pulled out some bits of rope. Gripping them in his real hands, he tied Danny's ankles to the legs of the chair. He grabbed Danny's arms and made them intangible, causing the cuffs to shock Danny as Vlad made Danny's arms to phase through the back of the chair and wrap around it, completely helpless.
"Now, you be a good little boy while I go get a few toys for you to play with." Vlad disappeared through the floor, leaving shortly and returning with a knife, a cigar and a lighter, and a small handkerchief. Danny's eyes widened and the skin on his face went from a pale peach to a ghost white in a matter of seconds. His heart was up in his throat, it was hard to breath and the room was going fuzzy, he had a very bad feeling for what was about to commence.
Chuckling as he straddled the young man, Vlad wrapped the small black handkerchief around Danny's head, covering his eyes.
"Tell me if this hurts Daniel, my boy." Vlad seethed as he took the knife and made small slits in Danny's arm.
Shrieks and moans bellowed out of Danny's throat, the sharp, stinging sensation rippling through his body. He squirmed and writhed the more Vlad cut, only worsening the pain.
"Danny, if you keep moving, you'll hurt yourself even more. Be strong. That's why I wanted you in the first place...," Vlad leaned back and, using the blood dripping knife, cut off the tip of the cigar and lit it, taking in a large drag and blowing it's smoke in the panting and screeching teenage boy's face, causing him to wheeze.
"You always were weak. You never knew how to really defend yourself. I offered you training, you declined it. What a mistake you made." He took another long drag and blew the tobacco smoke in Danny' face once more, his shrill cries being overthrown with coughs and gags. Vlad took this time to lower the sharp blade to Danny's abdomen, cutting horizontal lines in two columns, on either side of his abs.
"Stop- ack! Please, Vlad. Pleas- ow, Ow! Stop! I beg of you...It hurts!!" Danny's pitiful voice choked out the pleas, still writhing like a dying worm in the chair, naked, bleeding; exposed.
"Weak...pitiful...pussy boy...never strong enough, never good enough to even protect himself in battle. Pathetic." Vlad spit in Danny's face and kept on cutting, but now on his shoulders and chest. No matter how hard Danny cried and screamed for release, Vlad just laughed, taking a few puffs of his cigar and carving his name near the boy's collarbone, and as the blood dripped and stained the carpet, he stole any hope of freedom Danny might have had.
No dignity was to be found, no infinitesimal speck of pride could be located in him. And just as his spirit and will couldn't be anymore shattered, Vlad took on last puff of the cigar and put it out in Danny's chest, right above his left nipple, making Danny howl the loudest scream his lungs could possibly make.
This, sadly, was only the beginning.
After Danny had been bandaged up and wrapped up with a robe, Vlad escorted him to the kitchen, sitting him down, with his cuffed hands, in view, on the table.
"What would you like for supper, Daniel?"
"Fuck off, Vlad!" Danny spat across the table at an unfazed Vlad, pouring some wine for the two of them.
"Don't be so bitter, Daniel. I could be much, much more sore towards you than I intended to be, you know...and we don't want that do we, it'll be less fun that way." Vlad said, pinching one of Danny's cheeks as he placed the glass in Danny's hands.
The ghost boy backed away from the older man's touch, pulling his hands to the side of the glass and shoving it off the table, angry eyes boring into Vlad's, but a small glimmer of pain shed through that anger, showing vulnerability.
Vlad's wickedly sly eyes went stone cold and he gripped Danny's bandaged arm tightly, pulling him close.
"You are mine now! You will do as I say! No disobedience, no back talk, one more word out of you and I'll sic Skulker on you, no holding back. Perhaps I'll just kill you myself. I don't have to be kind, Daniel, but it's the least I can do with what I'm doing to you! Don't push it. Just. Don't!" Vlad saw the hurt in Danny's expression filter through the anger; he hung his head and sobbed silently.
The words were barely audible, but they were there, "Yes sir."
Vlad smiled and let his vice grip on the boy loosen, and finally let go. He turned to the fridge and started preparing dinner, Danny would need the energy.
When the long meal ended, Danny felt much better, but he knew the good feeling was short lived and he'd soon be exploited by Vlad for it. He took another sip from his newly poured wine, recoiling as he did. Vlad was amused.
"You...don't like wine, Daniel?" Vlad cooed as he rubbed his finger over the rim of his glass. Danny looked up with hollow eyes and shook his head no.
"Never had a taste for it..." He pushed it away, not wanting to take another sip, though his thirst had not been quenched. Vlad rose form his chair, strode across the room to Danny's end of the table, sitting in the chair next to him, pushing the wine into Danny's hands again.
"Trust me, you want to drink it." Danny eyed Vlad suspiciously.
"Is there some kind of drug in it? A roofie, perhaps?" Holding the wine glass up to his face, he looked for some kind of film left behind by a pill, not finding one, he put the glass down, and looked over at Vlad, who had his hand on the table, making shapes, his wine in the other hand, taking a long gulp.
"No, nothing like that. I'm just saying...it'll help numb you, a little. Just thought that would be a good thing on your part, Danny."
Danny blushed and looked down. 'Why was this happening?' Danny took a very long sip from the glass. As the bitter liquid slithered down his throat, he felt his body try and protest the black, dull taste of grapes and alcohol from settling in his stomach.
"That's heavy..." Vlad cocked an eyebrow in Danny's use of 80's catchphrases.
"Well, hope that wasn't too bad." Vlad stood and grabbed the back of Danny's neck, not as hard as he did earlier, walking him up to his bedroom.
"You will be staying in my bedroom with me, until you've proven your loyalty to me, then you will be able to have your own room." Laying Danny down on the bed, he pulled out another pair of ecto cuffs from his bedside drawer.
'How many of those does he have?' Danny pondered and Vlad took the new cuffs and attached the ones on Danny's wrist to a wooden bar on the headboard. After doing so, he stripped of his clothing, showing off his muscles and curves for Danny's enjoyment. Danny enjoyed not being the only naked one anymore, but he still felt very taken advantage of, and refused to look, at least, not yet anyway.
"Now," he growled, pulling out some lube from the same drawer, "you are mine, that means I can do with you as I please. But that doesn't mean it can't be good for you. If I gain your trust, you will be rewarded with many things. I will get you into the best school, of your choice, Wisconsin can offer, I'll buy you a new wardrobe, all the things you like, and I'll even give you your own car." He pushed the robe away from the front of Danny's pale, bandaged body and pulled up Danny's legs, spreading them, as for easy entry.
He popped open the small bottle and squeezed out some lube on his fingers, "All I need is your loyalty and you can have a fulfilling college experience, perhaps even a fulfilling life. Just stay here with me, and it can be yours." Vlad leaned over Danny, purring in his ear as he slipped the first finger in Danny.
"I-" Danny hissed and arched his back, new to the sensation. He squirmed a bit, all tense and tight. Vlad pulled a bandage off of Danny's shoulder, reopening the cut, and licking up the blood as he pushed in another finger, widening Danny's opening, making his hiss again, but louder from the open cut.
"Just say the words Danny, and I'll make life a dream for you, I can just as easily lock you in a closet, unclothed...unfed, in that cage, you know?" Vlad pressed harder, gently pushing in and pulling out, working the tension away. Danny needed to relax, if he wanted to enjoy this.
"Daniel? Danny?," he whispered , pulling his face to meet eyes with the boy's, who's were closed, his mouth, however, taking over the eyes position of being open.
"What?" He gasped, a few beads of sweat rising on his forehead, feeling very out of the realm and woozy.
"You're going to have to relax if you want this to be a pleasurable experience." He pushed in one more finger, causing Danny to moan and buck his hips.
"Come on, Danny boy. I know you can do it, just let it all go." Vlad leaned down and bite Danny, sucking at the tender flesh at the nape of his neck.
"But, I...oh...Vlad...I c-can't..." Danny breathed, opening his eyes to see Vlad's silvery hair caress his cheek as he worked on his neck, still fingering Danny, but now massaging his side with his free hand, hoping it would help.
"Daniel, please try..." Vlad's voice was almost pitiful, pleading, begging Danny on.
"Mmm..." Danny moaned, easing up a little, and falling into rhythm with Vlad's hand, letting go, allowing himself to be fingered deeper.
A smile worthy of a vampire's jaw spread across Vlad's masculine face, pulling out his fingers, spreading some lube on his newly firm member and pushed into the boy, getting a deep groan in response from him.
"Please Danny, say the words, two simple words, 'yes sir,' that's all." He gripped Danny's hip, grinding into him, slowly working his shaft into Danny.
"Oh...I...Vl-vlad...oh!" Danny's eyes shot open, the pain and pleasure starting to work its way through Danny, causing some new tension zinging towards his groin.
"Say it Danny, please..." Sweat dripping from his messy black patch of hair, Danny squirmed and curled his toes, sighing and moaning as Vlad slipped deeper and deeper in the barely legal ghost boy. He was fresh, he was new. Vlad knew this wouldn't be easy to coax out of him, he had to be tenderer.
"Please, two simple words." He whispered, kissing along Danny's jaw line.
Vlad pulled back and pulled the small tie from his hair, letting it flow over his shoulders like a silvery waterfall. Danny saw this and the zinging sensation hitting harder and faster, making Danny very hard. He had to admit, Vlad was one sexy man.
Vlad's motions morphed from gentle and slow, to hard and fast, his emotions gobbling him up and forcing him to get the lead out, his body's natural response to any sexual act.
Danny moaned louder and louder, back arching once again, practically screaming, and then, those words, they slipped out ever so subtly.
"Y-yessir, I'll d-do it! Oh, God..." Vlad was very pleased with his boy, kissing him hard on the mouth, as he came, Danny reaching the plateau of pleasure as well, a moan reverberating through Vlad's hot, wet mouth.
When Danny realized Vlad was kissing him, he panicked; the reality of this was smacking him hard in the face. But, he could help himself, he kissed back. And he not only tasted the faint metallic flavor of his own blood and wine, but something else was there...it tasted like...passion, and soaked into Danny's tongue, filling him to the core with an innate feeling of pure bliss, something he's very rarely felt in his 18 years of living.
Only then did he know that Vlad was not just in this for the sex, it was something deeper. He saw Danny as himself, someone he could train and help to grow strong. He couldn't leave him now.
Vlad slowly pulled out of Danny, laying beside him and unlocking the ecto cuffs, both pairs. "Thank you Daniel, now, was that so hard." Vlad panted and ran a hand through his hair, the free hand tracing the bled-through letters of his name on the bandage covering a small portion of Danny's chest.
Danny sighed, "No...I guess not." He blushed and Vlad leaned over, kissing him again, but not as tender. He pulled away and smiled, "You are so cute when you blush." Vlad's fingers entangled themselves in Danny hair, looking deep in his eyes, admiring the crystal blue of them, melting inside that his little badger could have so much anger yet so much sweetness inside him. Vlad pulled the blanket over Danny and himself, spooning Danny's small frame, taking in his scent as he drifted slowly into a slumber, with his pet softly snoring beside him.
The next morning, Danny awoke to see that he was in silk white pajamas, new bandages and breakfast was sitting on the bedside table, with a note. Danny gingerly picked it up and read it to himself.
Little Badger,
I know that I hurt you last evening, with the knife and cigar and all, but I really do care about you. I did those things to show you I wasn't fooling around. You are mine, Daniel, but I still want you to be happy.
I assure you that, even though this is mostly for my pleasure, you still deserve a little treat as well. I'll train you and make you the best damn ghost hybrid the world's ever seen, besides me, of course. You will have everything you desire, just so long as you obey my commands.
Now, I command you to eat your breakfast and meet me in the den. I have a little something for you to do.
With Love,
V
Danny scratched his head and laid the note on the bedspread beside him as he coyly took the tray from the table and laid it in his lap, taking the fork and diving into his very good smelling petit déjeune.
When he was nice and stuffed, he patted down the stairs to the den, seeing Vlad sitting on a large cough, fingers drumming together.
"Good morrow, Daniel. I have a job for you."
Danny plopped down beside Vlad on the couch, giving him a little kiss on the cheek and listening for instructions.
Vlad picked up the phone from the side table and handed it to Danny, who responded with a puzzled look at him and the phone.
"Call your family and tell them you're stay here with me. Say whatever else you wish, but nothing that would lead them to come here and get you..." Vlad smiled and casually examined his nails.
Danny felt sick, he hadn't thought about his parents, let alone Sam and Tucker. His eyes saddened as he dialed his home phone number.
Jack sat on the couch, staring at the phone. Jazz was reading a psychology book and Maddie was patting Jack's knee, reassuringly.
"He'll call Jack, I know he will."
"What if he do-" Jack was cut of by the loud ring of the phone, he quickly picked it up, not even bothering to see area code.
"Danny?"
"Hey, Dad. I need to talk to you."
"Are you okay? Where are you? Do you need us to-"
"No, Dad, it's not like that. I'm...fine, I'm perfectly okay," he was but the cuts were still stinging.
"I just called to tell you I'm staying with Vlad for a while...a long while." Vlad nodded at hearing this.
"Vlad? Why? I thought you wanted to go to college in uh...in California. It was California, right?" He looked to Maddie for an answer but she merely shrugged.
"Well, I decided that Wisconsin has nice schools and by living here, I don't have to pay rent for a dorm or apartment...he's going to treat me very well here. We've already planned everything out." Vlad massaged Danny's thigh, loving the cool breeze of a voice he had.
"Okay, well, we'll come and visit after the summer to see your school and stuff, I guess. I hope you have fun up there. We'll leave your room just the way it is, we know you'd like that."
"Thanks Dad, tell Mom and Jazz I love them and I'll see you guys soon...love you, Dad."
"Love you son, I guess you'd want to call Sam and Tucker. I'll let you go."
"'K, Dad. Bye." He clicked off the phone when he heard the dial tone.
"You're such a good boy." Vlad laughed, pulling Danny close and running a finger over his lips.
"I'm so glad you're not as stubborn as your father. I hope you enjoy yourself here. Now, call your friends, I'll be in the other room if you need me." Vlad kissed Danny's forehead, patted his hair and strolled out of the room, phasing through a door.
As Danny dialed the number, he smiled.
'Maybe this will turn out to be good for me.' He wondered, getting Tucker's voicemail.
End.
Well, hope you liked that, two chapters, one to go. See you in Chap. 3!!
