Date: Fri, 10 Jul 2020 00:07:23 +0100 (BST)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Vampyre Part 43

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Gunther looked shocked, he looked at me, panic and fear written all over
his face, he dropped to one knee.

`I am sorry Sir, I, I, thought he was going to kill you'

I motioned for Gunther to get up, finally regaining control of my thought
process.

`Are you all okay?

I looked round at each of them, they all nodded, even Zoltan.

`Gunther, you had better let Martin know what's happened and get the rest
of the security detail in here, get someone to take care of Chris, can you
also call for the manager so we can get this mess cleared up. Tomorrow we
will return to the Manor'

`Yes Sir'

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Vampyre - Part Forty Three



`What the fuck hit me?

Chris sat up rubbing his head, the two security guards moved closer their
weapons levelled at Chris, I stood, Zoltan moved to my side.

`Hang on whoa'

Chris half-heartedly raised his hands, I moved closer.

`You attacked me, Chris, you tried to impale me with the table leg, but you
failed, your head is sore because Gunther broke that chair over you, we are
leaving to go back to the Manor shortly, we will speak again there, until
then you will be restrained and accompanied by security guards'

I had managed to hold it together, I was still in shock myself, I turned to
speak to Philippe.

`Jonathon, you're kidding me, I would never hurt you, Jonathon please,
Jonathon.

I gestured for Phillipe to follow me, I couldn't stay in the room, I was
too upset; how could the guy I loved so unconditionally try and kill me. I
heard Chris call after me

`Jonathon, please, please'

One of the guards then barked at him

`Make one more move and it will be your last'

I had to close the door, Martin my head of security was in the bedroom, let
in via one of the service doors, Philippe had told me he was driving up
overnight.

`Philippe can you get the cars ready to leave, thank you'

Philippe nodded and exited the room via the staff door. Martin pulled
himself to attention.

`Sir, I am so pleased to see you unharmed',

Martin then dropped to one knee and held his hand out above his head in
supplication.

`I have to apologise, Sir, I have failed you, you're personal security was
put at risk, because I failed to act on Gunther suspicions which he had
reported to me about Chris, you will of course have my letter of
resignation once I get you back safely to the Manor, if you are happy for
me to arrange that?... additionally'

I interrupted

`Martin, please get up, you have nothing to apologise for, it is I who have
been blind to events, I won't hear of or accept your resignation, what
arrangements have you made to get Chris back?'

Martin stood to attention once more

`Sir, Chris will be going back to the Manor in the armoured Mercedes
Maybach Sprinter, with two guards watching him, I will be travelling in
your lead car Sir'.

There it was, our Scottish odyssey was at an end. I next spoke briefly with
the General Manager and then, in direct contrast to the display of our
arrival only a few short days before, I was shown down via the back service
lifts, Zoltan and Boyra at my heels, then out to my waiting car, Gunther,
nodded to me and mouthed `are you okay' I nodded, he opened the heavy door,
Zoltan and Boyra's back ends began wiggling madly, I heard a slight yelp
from inside the car, I stepped back and looking in saw Casper and behind
him on the far seat Zeke.

`Zeke, no one said'

Following the dogs in to the car, I held it together until Gunther closed
the heavy armoured door, then dissolved into tears as Zeke reached over and
hugged me to him, he squeezed me tightly and kissed me on the lips.

`Jonathon, oh Jonathon, I have been worried sick since I heard, I hope you
didn't mind me coming up? I told Gunther and Philippe not to say anything,
don't be cross with them, are you sure you're not hurt?'

I couldn't speak and just hugged him back, as Zeke and I hugged, I was
aware of the front door closing as Gunther joined Philippe in the front of
the vehicle, one of them closed the privacy window; switching the glass to
opaque. Zeke looked at me again

`What happened?

I shook my head

`I don't know, can we speak about it once we are home?

Zeke smiled and nodded,

`Whatever you want, try and get some rest, I will wake you once we are
home'

I leaned back, he was right I hadn't slept all night and was now seriously
tired, I felt Zeke grip my hand tightly, I looked over at him, I still had
problems, relating this dashingly handsome young man to the little boy I
had spent the last year and a bit with; everyone was right he had turned
into an amazing, thoughtful and kind guy.

The journey back to the Manor only took a couple of hours, I felt the car
slow and come to a halt, I moved the curtain and saw we were at the gate
house, the two guards snapped to attention and the barrier was lifted,
Philippe drove the car on to the drive, the rear back up car peeled off, we
followed the lead car with Martin in it and pulled up at the main stair
case, as I got out, Zeke came round to my side and together we went up the
stairs, the three dogs excitedly in front of us, the door was opened by a
beaming Ian, he was nearly knocked off his feet as all the dogs said hello
and rushed inside, regaining his composure, Ian, stood to attention.

`Welcome home Sir'

He barked, I saw Zeke gesturing for him to tone it down a bit, he looked a
bit confused as I reached out to shake his hand.

`Thank you Ian, thank you'

I turned to Zeke.

`Do you mind if I go and lie down, I am very tired'

Zeke smiled and nodded, he turned to Gunther who had just joined us at the
top of the staircase.

`Gunther, stay with him'

Gunther nodded and followed me down the corridor and then up the stairs to
my room, I walked in, aware Gunther had followed me in and closed the door
behind us. I looked at the bed, where only a couple of nights ago, I had
spent the most amazing night with Chris, it looked strangely cold now, I
removed my clothes as if in a trance, Gunther silently closed the heavy
curtains, it was only twelve noon, the sun outside a brutal contrast to how
I felt. I pulled back the wolf bedspread and climbed in, I looked over at
Gunther, he was quietly undressing, he slid under the covers on the other
side of the bed and moved over to me, he wrapped his arms around me, his
body giving me instant warmth, he moved forward spooning himself round me,
he kissed my cheek and said one word.

`Sleep'

I looked up as the room door opened and quietly closed, Philippe slid into
the room and silently moved one of the arm chairs to the side of the bed,
he was holding a pistol, he sat down without a word, I smiled at him and
felt Gunther stroke my forehead as I rested back on to the pillow and
closed my eyes, it seemed I had two new guardian angels.

I slept well, I had woken a couple of times, both Gunther and Philippe,
were still awake and watching over me, I went to move, Gunther moved his
head closer to mine.

`Are you okay?

I kissed him nodding.

`Do you want to get up now?

`Not so much want to'

I smiled looking into his big blue eyes, he lifted his arm, I shuffled to
the edge of the bed, Phillipe, moved his chair to the door and resumed his
watch.

I felt Gunther slide into the shower behind me, gently using the large
natural sponge he began to soap up my body, I turned to face him and
returned the favour, my hands gliding over his muscled frame, I looked up
at him, something I wasn't used to doing with anyone but him, but at four
inches taller than me, even I had to reach up to kiss him, I gently pressed
my lips softly to his, closing my eyes as I pushed my tongue into his
mouth, he kissed me back, our tongues dancing as the water cascaded over
us, I could feel myself hardening, I kissed him more passionately, my cock
was now at its maximum seven inches, I pushed it against his stomach,,
feeling his own cock was now swelling too, I reached down, gripping his
half hard cock, it throbbed in my hand, swelling another half inch towards
its full hard ten inches, I dropped to my knees, gripping his cock and
pulling its swollen head into my mouth, he was obviously getting turned on
the taste of his precum awoke my senses after so many hours of numbness.

I dropped to his big balls and began licking and sucking them in turn,
hungry for him, then licking up his shaft once more, tracing the thick vein
which lead the way to his now glistening bellend, I took it into my mouth
once more, I felt him grip my head in place and ever so gently rock his
hips fucking his cock into my throat, my hands continued to stroke his
balls and the back of his legs and thighs, I worked my way up to his buns,
gripping one in each hand working them like a baker with a lump of dough,
he continued to gently fuck my mouth and throat, I slid my hands round the
front of his thighs and worked them back under his balls pushing my way to
his taint, I heard him gasp as one of my fingers found his hole, I traced
gentle ever decreasing circles as I got nearer and nearer to his pucker,
soaping up my finger, I eased it into him, slowly working it knuckle deep
as I continued to work his bellend with my mouth and throat.

I could feel his balls tightening up to the bottom of his shaft, I eased
another finger into his ass alongside the first one, working them both
deep, his moans increasing as I gently touched his prostate, I ran my
fingertips in circles on it, I felt his shaft strain. He groaned again and
his knees buckled, he pulled his cock head back into my mouth from my
throat, he grunted as his ball sac emptied into my mouth, I held each spurt
in my mouth, letting it be absorbed through my cheeks and gums, he spasmed
one last time and gripped his cock tightly at the base and squeezed his
hand along its softening ten inches till the last drop oozed into my
mouth. He pulled me up and forced his tongue into my mouth, passionately
exploring my mouth, our tongues duelling for space, I felt him wrap his
arms round me, he held me tight again and moved to my ear, he nibbled my
lobe and whispered.

`Please fuck me'

He kissed me again and turned to face the shower wall, he leaned forward,
pushing his gorgeous arse towards my throbbing cock. I dropped to my knees
again and eased his arse cheeks apart, pushing my nose and tongue in as
deep as I could, my tongue found his hole and pushed in, flicking round the
entrance, he panted, gasped and moaned as my tongue did its stuff, he
reached back and pulled his ass cheeks even further apart, allowing me even
deeper access, my own hand had dropped to my cock and I was wanking it
furiously, when he could take my tongue no more, he peered back over his
should again and pleaded.

`Please Sir, fuck me'

I slapped his arse, playfully as I stood up; he knew why, he grinned at me,
`Sir' in deed. I gripped my shaft at the base and pushed in between his
arse cheeks, the token resistance my bellend encountered, vanishing as he
pushed his pucker outwards to meet me, I slipped inside, he leaned back to
kiss me again as I worked myself deeper and deeper until my balls slapped
against his buns, our tongues continued their dance as I slowly increased
my speed, he began gasping yes, yes, that got my balls boiling and soon I
was slamming deep and hard into him, at my first jet I felt his arse grip
my shaft, he milked every drop out of me, as I softened my lazy lob sliding
from his arse, he turned to face me once again, water still running over us
both, he went to speak, I had a horrible feeling I knew what about, I
pressed my finger to his lips and turned to turn off the water. I reached
for my towel and letting him dry my back, I quickly dried my hair and
wrapped the towel round my waist, smiling, I left him drying himself off
and went back into the bedroom.

Philippe stood as I entered, and walked towards me, he began unfastening
his belt and trousers, it was then I noticed he was hard, very hard, he
pushed down his trousers and briefs, exposing his errection, he sat down in
one of the arm chairs and threw a cushion onto the floor in front of him,
he finally spoke, his eyes looking deep into mine.

`Vous devez avoir faim'

His thick French accent, made even this sound so sexy. I nodded, I was
indeed hungry, I crossed over to him and knelt down on the cushion, I
gripped his shaft, wanked it a few times and then turned it over exposing
the underside, as I leaned forward, his hands moved and rested on my head,
I licked his belled and just underneath, a brief taste of precum and my
fangs dropped, and pushed into his thick shaft. I drank deeply.

It was getting dark when, totally refreshed and with Zoltan and Boyra at
heel, I made my way into the Great Hall, I was dreading this, but it had to
be done, I asked Gunther to fetch Martin, Zeke, Ian and have Chris brought
in.

Zeke, Casper and Ian arrived first, Casper joining Zoltan and Boyra by the
window, Zeke rushed over to me and threw his arms round me again.

`Are you sure you want to do this now?

He whispered into my ear as he hugged me

`Best to get it over with'

Zeke sat next to me, while Ian joined Gunther and Philippe as Martin came
in followed by two armed security guards, Chris was in restraints. My heart
sank, I still loved this guy, to see him hobbling in his feet and hands
restrained, hurt.

`Martin, get rid of the restraints please'

`But Sir'

`Do it'

The guard hesitated, Chris looked at me, he was beaten.

`Now'

I barked, the guard moved quickly fumbling to undo the two locks, Chris
stood up straight, he rubbed his wrists. He turned to me

`Thank you'

The guards moved back, both of them had their weapons levelled at Chris.

`Martin, please, the guards can wait outside'

The guards turned and left at a nod from Martin. We sat in silence as
Martin walked over to Chris and hissed in his ear, he had forgotten about
our Vampiric hearing abilities.

`One fucking wrong move and I will blow your fucking head off'

I was going to reprimand him, but Zeke touched my hand and squeezed my
fingers. I turned to Chris instead.

`Chris, I don't know where to start, I really don't, before the conversion
ceremony for Zeke, you had seemed so in love with me, then you chose to
join me drinking the blood of that SA man sucking it from his cock. Then
you became ill, it appears now, that was when you chose me above Raphael,
as you lay dying just before the ceremony for Zeke, Lord Asmodeus
discovered that you were in fact an Angel, It was then to save you, I gave
you my blood and cum, permanently converting you and you recovered. Next
you met Lord Asmodeus again, he challenged you that you were on a mission,
possibly to kill one of us; probably me, you fervently denied this. The
next day you woke shouting out to Raphael saying you wouldn't do it;
whatever `it' was. At the ceremony for Zeke you took part, I know Lord
Asmodeus used you to restore his own body, but since then, you have become
brutal and have tried, it appears to kill me, several times, first by
pushing me off a roof top in Edinburgh and then by attempting to stake me,
again I have heard you speaking to Raphael and so has one of my staff'

Chris glared at Gunther

`Chris what is going on?

`I don't have to answer to you or anyone else after the way you have
treated me in the last twelve hours and what's this a Kangaroo court, in
your eyes I am guilty already'

`Chris, I am trying to give you the chance to explain what's happening'

Chris laughed and scanned the room.

`With guns pointed at my head and attack dogs feet away, you're not after
an explanation, you're after a confession, let us talk one-on-one, without
all your flunkies nearby.

I caught Martin's movement forward out of the corner of my eye, I indicated
for him to stop.

`Sir, In light of what has happened, I cannot agree to you being alone with
him'

`My NAME is Chris and I am his partner'

Martin looked to me.

`Jonathon, if you love me as you say you do, we can work this out, just the
two of us'

I did love him, I wanted to believe his explanations.

`Can everyone leave the room please, Zeke can you take the dogs with you'

I felt all the eyes in the room turn to me

`I have made my decision, now please all of you comply'

There was a fair bit of grumbling as everyone filed out, Zoltan, wanted to
stay by me and ended up with Zeke dragging him out by his collar. The door
closed behind them, I turned to Chris.

`Okay so everyone has gone. Go on'

`I told you Raphael and you know who is not happy at my defection, they
have contacted me and want me to repent and come back to them'

`It would certainly be a publicity coup'

I slipped in

`Exactly so you see why they have been trying so hard'

`Okay I hear that, but then why have you tried to carry out their wishes;
if you have rejected them, if I hadn't transformed into a bat as I fell
from the roof, I would have died impacting the street, then if you had
managed to stake me with the table leg again I would have died'

`I don't know, it appears they still have some control or power over me, I
can't resist them, I am trying'

`So how do I know you won't attack me again?

Chris looked up at me, his eyes filling with tears put his head into his
hands.

`I don't know?

He began sobbing.

Chris sat staring at the ground, he looked beaten. We sat in silence, with
my back to the windows, I hadn't seen the faint light suddenly appear
behind the heavy curtains. Chris stood up and walked to the sideboard, he
turned to look at me again

`I know we are not supposed to drink, but I sure need one'

He grabbed a couple of glasses and poured two generous whiskeys, he had his
back to me, but I saw him jolt and then turn back towards me, he walked
over and handed me a glass, he took a large swing from his, his face looked
different, I could forgive him that, he was having a terrible time, I went
to put my glass to my lips, Chris whimpered, I looked at his face, it was
racked with confusion.

`Chris are you okay?

`Jonathon, don't drink it'

He stammered out, at that moment the light behind the curtains became
incandescent, the curtains exploded into the room in flames, I threw myself
at the floor, as Raphael revealed himself hovering a few feet off the
ground.

`You're pathetic'

He screamed at Chris, as some unseen power lifted Chris and threw him
against the wall, at the same time the lock on the room door locked shut,
Chris hung there, I watched amazed as his arms were forced out horizontally
from his body, his leg snapped together and his feet crossed one on top of
the other, he was struggling against the force, he looked over at me, tears
streaming down his face.

`Get out Jonathon, get out, I love you'

The force grabbed his whole body and flipped him upside down, he hung there
as three flaming lightning bolts each over a foot lone, shot from Raphael's
hands, Chris screamed as the first went through his right wrist the second
through his left wrist and the third drove through his feet, they continued
to burn into his his flesh as he hung crucified upside down.

`Now die Michael, you are unworthy of any form of life'

Another ball of flames left Raphael's hand and landed on the floor below
Chris, it burst into flame, engulfing Chris' head. I could sense my own
defence mechanism's activating, but I wasn't honestly sure how, even I
could fight a ball of light, the noise from inside the room, now had Martin
and the security detail hammering on the door, I wondered how long its oak
would hold them out.

I watched as Raphael, hovered further into the room, he turned his back on
Chris or Michael; Chris' Angel name and looked at me. I looked at him in
amazement, if you believe in all the biblical pictures, he looked just like
them, his face had a perfect serene countenance, the light was illuminating
him from behind, I was sure I could see wings gently flapping.

`Now you must die, never again will an angel be seduced by evil'

Raphael raised his hand, I didn't know what to do, I mean how long could I
run about for trying to avoid him, I stopped turned to face him, if I was
going to die, I would die on my feet. I stood and looked defiantly at him,
what I hadn't know was Zeke had taken the dogs out into the garden, he had
seen the light in the window and had rushed over to investigate, he crashed
through the window, followed by the three dogs and something else; what was
that? I watched Zeke race cross to the door and open it, before Raphael had
a chance to react, the dogs were going crazy as the door burst open and
Martin and his team ran in, with Gunther, Philippe and Ian, alas with one
wave of his hand Raphael had thrown everyone against the wall. He laughed
out loud

`You can't challenge me'

He began firing bolts of lightning at the security guys, three were rapidly
impaled onto the wall. I spun to my left as I heard another voice

`They can't challenge you, but I can'

Raphael spun to see Asmodeus appear out of the cloud of smoke, which had
followed Zeke in through the door, that's what I had seen.

Again I left for cover as Asmodeus and Raphael began slugging it out with
bolts of fire and abominable curses, I got to Zeke and we sat curled up
together watching hell unfold, Asmodeus stretched out his hands and cried
out

`Brother join me'

Before our very eyes four more figures emerged from smoke wisps and moved
alongside Asmodeus.

`Christ it is the other Fallen Angels'

Zeke whispered, together the five launched a devastating assault of fire
bolts at Raphael, he was beginning to be hurt, he sprinted for the open
door and launched himself into the sky, his great wings clapping against
the night air, lightning bolts following him and he was gone. Asmodeus,
turned to us and with a wave of his hand extinguished the many fires in the
room, his four brothers vanished into swirls of smoke till he alone stood
amongst us, He still looked his youthful fortyish self.

Zeke and I rushed over to Chris, his body was now a heap on the floor, his
face and torso blacked with flames.

Lord Asmodeus crossed to us and looked down at us cradling Chris' blackened
lifeless body. He knelt down and took hold of Chris' head, pressing his
lips against Chris', again we watched our minds not really accepting what
we were seeing, Asmodeus' handsome face began to go grey, his features
withered, his hair vanished, his skin took on a green hue, the hands
holding Chris' head turned to claws, their kiss stopped he rose and moved
towards the window, his body dissolving into wisps of smoke before us.

I looked back at Chris' lifeless body, whatever Asmodeus had tried, had
failed, Chris looked the same; lifeless. I hugged him to me tears streaming
down my face, only faintly aware of Zeke's voice saying

`He has gone Jonathon, Chris has gone'

I looked round the room at Gunther, Philippe, Ian and Martin

`The last thing he did was save me'

There wasn't a dry eye looking at me

`He said he loved me'

I sobbed as I collapsed, hugging his limp body close to me, crying out in
anguish, my fangs tore at my bottom lip, my blood dripped down into to
Chris' mouth, but he was gone. Zeke sat with his arm round me till morning,
I didn't want to be separated from Chris ever again.

The End
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Vampyre – Book Two – Part One

My friend Montfort, arrived early the next morning, I had Chris' body put
into one of the spare bedrooms, I felt my life was at an end, for the
second time I had been robbed of the love of my life, I sat stunned in my
room, what now?

Unseen, Gunther gave a quick look around and then opened the bedroom door,
he slipped inside, quietly closing it behind him.

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