A/N: Well, here is the long awaited chapter four! Sorry this one is a little late guys, it took a while to write. You'll notice, once you've read and reviewed both mine and Liyorah's versions of this chapter that mine starts earlier then hers and finishes earlier and her starts later and finishes later. This is simply because Victoria has been knocked out by James (remember?) so we decided that having a little bit extra at the end of Victoria's POV and a little bit more at the beginning of James' POV made sense. Now, read and enjoy!

Chapter Four

After checking that she really was unconscious - I'd had one human manage to pull the wool over my eyes by pretending to be when I'd done this once before - I took my hands away from her airways and she fell forward onto the desk. I caught her head before it could hit the wood hard enough to wake her up and lay it on the side so that she could breathe.

From there I went around and flipped off all the lights and closed and locked the windows from the inside, and then I picked up Victoria. I slung her carefully over my shoulder and then pushed her chair in under her desk before I did a final check to make sure that she was still alive; I'd once heard that humans could die from shock.

She was limp and floppy, but breathing, and I carried her out the door, pausing on my way out to set the security system as Flo had done and pressing the lock on the inside of the door before I shut it to lock it from the inside. No one would have any idea how I would have got in.

I found an outside window and scrambled up the side of the building, making sure that she was securely over my shoulder, I jumped onto the flat roof of the next apartment building. From here I had an excellent view of the university and the city surrounding it. I took a deep breath in, breathing in all the flavours that such a weak species had managed to create. The ashy taste of the smog, the clear prick of the water, the metallic scent of motor oil...

I breathed in again, this time tasting all the unique scents of the millions of humans scurrying along like rats in an alley. Victoria's scent overpowered all the others and I suddenly felt like laughing, she was mine! Every last inch of her belonged exclusively to me!

Among the babble of human conversations I heard the sounds of Victoria's friends coming back with their DVDs. I heard Flo inform the boy, Luke, she called him, that Victoria 'loves musicals and Hairspray is the only one she hasn't seen yet!'

The boy answered back, saying that something called Disturbia was an over-night loan so they had to watch that first.

I watched them, Victoria over my shoulder, as they went to the door of the apartment and tried to open it. They couldn't and neither of them had a key. The boy pounded on the door "Oi! Vicki, let us in babe!" I watched them for a few more minutes until Flo remembered that Victoria had put a spare key somewhere and she eventually found it. She unlocked the door and, as she and Luke entered I heard her say "That's weird, it's all dark. Do you think she went to bed already?"

I laughed as I heard the door shut and I turned and ran across the rooftops. I could feel Victoria's head knocking against my back and I considered if I should do something about that before deciding that a little headache when she woke up wouldn't be too serious. It wasn't like I was going to take her tonight, that could wait a week or so, once she'd had time to get used to her situation.

I returned to the spot where I'd left the flashy car and gently lay Victoria down in this backseat and then pulled the two seatbelts across her body to make sure that she didn't move around too much while I drove. I considered tying her up, but decided against it, knowing the way I drove. If I tied her up she'd probably get rope cuts and I didn't want to test my endurance to her blood in an enclosed environment - I would probably have to go back for her Eurasian friend if that happened.

It took me only a few hours, driving at the speed I was to get out of metropolitan New York and the surrounding suburbia and into the heavily wooded area outside it. I dumped the car and pulled Victoria from the back seat. This time I carried her in my arms as I noticed a rather nasty bruise developing on her forehead. I touched it gently; making sure the skull wasn't fractured. Once I'd ascertained that it was simply a bruise I ran with her through the heavily wooded area to one of the small cabins I owned. I would keep her here for a day, maybe two, until I found a place where I could keep her for longer until I was forced to move on. Not that I would be leaving her behind, of course.

"I hope you like planes, beautiful girl" I whispered to her unconscious form "We'll be flying a lot"

I'd prepared the cabin for my arrival here by going shopping a few days ago and everything was set up for Victoria's arrival.

The bedroom, where she would stay while she was here, had no door handle on the inside and I'd bordered up the window. Padded wrist and ankle cuffs were attached to the four corners of the bed so that I could tie her up and leave her for a few hours while I went and finished my shopping for her. I also had a piece of material that I could tie around her mouth while I was gone if I wanted to. No human had ever even come close to finding any of my very isolated cabins... well, that wasn't exactly true, but those who I brought here never lived to tell anyone else where they were. Regardless, gagging her wasn't a necessity... but it could be fun.

In the end I did gag her; simply because I realised that, if I didn't, it would be the one time a human would be out hiking too close to one of my cabins and hear her screaming if she woke up.

I attached the cuffs to her wrists and ankles so that she was spread eagle across the bed and, fighting the urge to take her here and now just because she was my pet and I was her master, I slipped out of the room.

I closed the door behind me and smiled, I had some shopping to do before Victoria woke up.

When I returned several hours later with quite a few bags full of, ah, interesting equipment, I heard muffled cries coming from the room where Victoria was. Oh dear, she'd woken up.

I put most of the bags down in the main room, keeping only one with me and then moved to open Victoria's door.

"Oh" I said in a mock gentle voice "Was I really gone that long? You must have panicked, waking up without me here! My poor, little baby; shh, shh".

I sat on the bed next to her and stroked her face. Her eyes looked up at me first in terrified confusion and then in petrified recognition and she struggled against the cuffs and tried to yell louder than before.

"Don't cry, pet" I crooned mockingly to her, still stroking her face "Master's here now, he'll take care of you"

She looked up at me with terrified eyes and squirmed a little more. I put a hand on her chest to hold her still, part of me wishing that I'd stripped her earlier; I didn't like touching her through her clothes. I walked my fingers up her chest and she lifted her head as best she could in her awkward position to watch my fingers. Slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, I touched her nipple through her t-shirt and bra.

She made a furious noise through her gag and tried to wriggle away from me, shaking her head furiously and I sighed, still keeping my mock kind voice on "You don't have to worry pet, master will take very good care of you. You're in safe hands".

I chuckled darkly, thinking that I couldn't even call it a white lie. She was in the hands of the most dangerous creature on the planet, but, in a strange twist, until I actually wanted her dead I would do everything in my power to keep her alive.

"I'm so glad you've woken up, Victoria" I told her, abandoning my mock kind voice and flashing my slick, venom coated teeth at her "I've just finished my shopping for you - this should last until I move us into our semi-permanent address, then I'll do a little review and see what else we need. Also, I don't want you to get too comfortable anywhere, pet, because we'll be travelling a lot. Usually I would go on foot but, as I have you, we'll have to fly or drive most places. I hope you like planes"

She was watching me with her eyes as wide as saucers. I'd never understood why humans were able to get their eyes so wide; it wasn't like their vision improved when they did it!

"I want to show you some of the purchases I got for you, sweetheart, just so you can..." I hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to taunt her with "...fully understand what's going to happen between us"

Because it would be easier for her to see if she was sitting I got up and, moving at human speed, I undid the restraints around her ankles. She immediately started to kick at me but I stepped aside easily. She couldn't hurt me, her weak human violence would be like a feather attacking stone, but I didn't want her to break her leg... well, not yet at least.

I put my hands around her waist and half lifted her into a sitting position before I moved at my usual speed down to the end of the bed, grabbed the bag I'd brought in with me and then sat back on the bed beside her.

"So, I have the basic essentials for your human needs, a few little tablets to, ah, help you sleep" I had to smirk at that. I'd had to forge prescriptions to get the sedatives I wanted from the human chemist.

"I also have several changes of clothes for you" another smirk, I doubted Victoria's would appreciate my choice of 'clothes' for her "And a few other items that will, ah, how shall I phrase this, help" I stressed the term simply to taunt her "you to understand your position here, pet"

I reached into the bag and felt my hand close around the handle of the whip and the long, wooden cane; both of which I'd purchased for the purposes of punishing her if she refused to follow my orders, or simply for the hell of it.

I lay the two implements out on the bed and smiled mockingly at her. She looked down at the implements, up at me and then back down at them and I smiled and put my hand under her chin to force her to look me in the eye.

"I hope I don't have to punish you too often, pet" I told her, knowing that I was lying. I could hear the sadistic pleasure in my own voice, inflicting pain and humiliation of her would be so much fun.

"But, if I do have to punish you, here's how it will work;" I took the whip and ran the tails across her stomach "The first time you disobey an order, any order, I'm going to spank you with my hand, a second time: I'm going to take a whip to you and if you happen to disobey me a third time - and I do hope you don't, Victoria - I'm going to cane you. If that doesn't teach you a lesson then I have more creative ways of teaching you lessons. Do you understand, just nod or shake your head"

Her head stayed resolutely, defiantly, still.

I sighed. "Already, pet? This isn't good you know"

She did nothing except make a furious noise through the gag and I smiled and put my hands on the side of her head "Let me show you what I want, pet" I moved her head up and down in my hands "This means 'Yes, James'" and then I shook her head from side to side "And this means 'No James'"

"Yes, James. No, James. Yes, James. No, James" I nodded and shook her head for her while she tried to fight me off. I smiled, I had endless patience. I could and would do this for as long as it took for her to acknowledge me.

Eventually, the discomfort obviously becoming too much for her, she started nodding her head.

"Very good, pet" I told her, leaning in to give her a swift, mocking kiss on the cheek "I knew you could do it"

"Now, we also need to deal with your standards of dress" I told her, looking down over the strange garments she'd chosen to wear to bed. "This won't do. You are mine, which means you will show yourself to me without hesitation or fear at all times. So..."

I gripped her t-shirt in one hand and, with one fluid movement; I tore it from her body. She made an incoherent noise through her gag.

"You're very beautiful, aren't you?" I crooned, stroking one of her nipples while she thrashed desperately, trying to get away from me. I walked my fingers down her chest and stomach to the waist band of her pyjama pants, she kicked and squirmed and I put one of my hands on her ankles to hold her still while I slid them down her legs. I did everything slowly, gradually. I wanted her to understand the concept of 'master and his pet' in relation to her position with me.

Once she was completely naked I pushed her back down to the bed and cuffed her ankles again; I would untie her shortly but her incessant struggling was beginning to annoy me. There would be plenty of time to fight me while I began to break her.

I looked down at her, surveying every inch of her. She was so perfect, so sweet... she was mine. This meant I could do anything I wanted to her...

I moved my fingers down and began to gently stroke her inner thighs. I moved my fingers closer and closer to the secret place between her legs. I wanted her.

She twisted and wriggled as I touched her there and her breath hitched a little as if she was fighting off tears. Would she cry? Part of me hoped so; another part of me wondered if having her cry now wouldn't alert me to some weakness on her part? I had no tolerance for weakness.

I withdrew my fingers from her body, stroking her thighs again.

"I can wait" I whispered to myself, wondering if she could hear me "There'll be other opportunities, many, I'll have plenty to time to savour her"

I continued to play around with my fingers on her thighs; she really was delightful.

"Do you like this, pet?" I cooed, moving up on my hands up to take hold of one of her breasts. I squeezed and touched, enjoying the feel of her warm flesh against my frozen hand. Eventually, to satisfy my cravings, I moved both of my hands to her chest. I'd done this before, both with human women and women of my kind, so I knew what they liked. Women were such simple creatures, I needed no variation in my routine when I slept with them; a touch here, a kiss there... it was all very easy.

I took a breath and, to my great surprise, I smelt human arousal. Of course, most of the human women I'd done this too had enjoyed it - until I started killing them, that is - but none of them had been being raped.

I glanced down at Victoria to find that, indeed, she was beginning to wet. How strange, perhaps the mind and the body weren't as interconnected as the humans thought... no matter, I could very easily use her own body against her.

"You do like this, don't you, my precious pet? Mm, I love the way you react to me sweetheart, but..." I paused for effect, bent down and kissed her right in the middle of her breasts before continuing.

"Another small issue, Victoria" I told her, unable to stop running my fingers over her exposed body. The warm silk of her skin felt so beautiful against my cold, stone hand. "If, at any stage, I want to take you or command you to pleasure me you will satisfy me completely. If you don't leave me satisfied then there will be heavy penalties. Also, I will be supplying you with clothes if I want you to wear them. Until we move you will live in this room, as no one but myself can get in or - I might add for your benefit - out of this room, I don't think you need any clothes on. Now, have I gone through all the rules... yes, I think I have. Alright Victoria, I'm going to untie you now. If you scream I'm going to tie you right back up and put the gag back in your pretty little mouth. Once we move I won't be so stringent about restraining you, but, for now, with your safety forefront in my mind, pet, I'll have to leave you locked in here, alright? Nod your head if you understand, shake your head if you don't"

Obviously remembering our earlier lesson she nodded and I smiled "Alright, I'm going to untie you now"

I uncuffed her ankles and then her wrists and she sat up quickly, curling herself up to try and hide from me.

"Pet" I cautioned her "Don't make me punish you already, sit up properly so I can take the gag out"

She reached up herself to pull the gag and I caught her wrists "Would you like to be punished, Victoria. I'll do it, you know"

She glared at me but, very unhappily, uncoiled her body. I wondered, for a moment, if I'd made a mistake in judging her. If she was just going to be a weak, submissive little human then I might as well just kill her now. But then I looked in her eyes and saw a defiant spark in them. I smiled inwardly while keeping my face smooth as I removed the gag in her mouth; she was just biding her time.

I took the gag from her mouth and she moved her jaw a few times before she looked me in the eye and said "Never call me 'pet' again you inconsiderate bastard!"

A/N: Ok, now that you've read it, please review it. I don't mean to sound desperate but I haven't got a single review for this story. Is it because you all hate my writing? Also be aware, if you only review the part of the story I'm writing, then Liyorah can't see the review and vice versa; and if you're only reading one side of the story you've missing out on important background information. So please, if you review, review both sides of the story. Liyorah's version of Held is fantastic, like 110 out of 10, so review this and then go and read and review hers!