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Part 10

Mark swallowed hard, feeling the sharp points of Dark's fangs press very slowly against his neck.  He clearly was going to make this bite much more painful than any of the others had been.  His heart was racing and he couldn't slow it down.  A sudden shiver pulsed out from his ribcage and he gasped in surprise.  It wasn't a painful shiver... it was intensely pleasurable and that made it worse.  Mark locked his jaw as the fangs started to prick into his flesh.  He just wanted Dark to bite him already!  This was agony... which he was positive was what Dark liked about it.  Closing his eyes, Mark tried to picture himself somewhere else.  Anything to leave the idea of the pain to come.  He just started to feel his body go numb, when Dark jerked aggressively against his neck!  Biting into Mark's neck like a wild animal!  The action brought Mark out of his own trace just in time to feel Dark's fangs sink deep into the flesh of his neck.  Screaming out in both surprise and intense pain, Mark jerked up against Dark's chest, grabbing ahold of Dark's arms tightly.  Whatever Dark had done to restrain him had worn off... but he still was in no better shape.  Dark was over him on all fours, biting him like some predatory cat!

Mark's tight grip on Dark's strong arms loosened and the pain had dulled to a warm sunburn feeling.  He could feel the weird sensation of his blood being drawn to the bite... Dark was literally drinking him through those fangs of his!  He wasn't rushing either.  He was sipping him like a fine wine.  The shiver came back emanating from his ribcage to his neck like they were connected by a thin string.  This shiver had broke his senses though.  He was starting to feel oddly relaxed and enjoying the warm pressure against his neck.  He felt strangely safe and comforted to have Dark's strong body close by.  Sliding his hands under the short sleeves of Dark's black T-shirt, he found himself digging his fingers into Dark's warm skin to feel out his strong muscles.  When Dark pulled slowly away from his neck, Mark leaned up quickly to press his aching lips to his.  He could taste the blood on Dark's lips and as his tongue slipped into Dark's mouth, he felt Dark's fangs.  Something in the back of Mark's mind was screaming something in a panic...but why should he fear Dark?  His mind felt too clouded to remember.  Letting his tongue wrap around Dark's fang, he tried to pull Dark lower.  Dark was like a statue though.  He didn't lower himself down, he just teased Mark with his kisses.

Mark pulled away from Dark's lips, and seductively sat upright before leaning in to bite Dark's throat playfully.  A growl started to roar like a car engine in Dark's chest, and Mark paused to listen.  Was it a growl?  It was so deep sounding... could it be Dark purring?  Dark shoved Mark back down to the ground with a single hand.  Mark didn't resist, he just stared up into Dark's predatory gaze.  His fangs hadn't retracted either.  The tips were barely visible behind his upper lip.  Mark turned his head to expose his neck, thinking it's what Dark wanted.  Instead, Dark  climbed to his feet and extended a hand for him.  Mark took his hand and Dark yanked him up onto his feet and right up against him.  Mark felt Dark's tongue flick across his throat, then he took hold of Mark's other hand.  Mark heard a metallic 'click' and barely felt the metal handcuffs Dark had tightly locked around his wrists.  Where did he even get them?  The screaming voice was trying to tell him something, but Dark revealed a large steel chain in his hands.  Something was off... where was he getting this stuff from?  Dark looped the chain around the cuffs chain and Mark's wrists, saying dangerously seductive.  "Your not afraid are you"?  Mark could only shake his head.  The voice in his head said something about 'resolve'? 

Dark throw the chain up over a strong support beam up on the ceiling and smiled to himself as he slowly pulled the chain tight down.  Raising Mark's wrists slowly up over his head.  Pulling it until Mark's feet where barely touching the ground, he locked the chain in place to a bolt built into the cement floor.  He just had to silence that damn little voice in Mark's head a little while longer.  Strolling up in front of Mark, Dark leaned in to trail his lips down Mark's bare chest.  Mark tilted his head back, letting out a soft moan that made Dark stop.  The poison was in his system enough now to enjoy his own pleasures.  Stepping away from Mark, Dark licked the tip of his fangs hungrily as he moved around behind Mark.  He looked like a hanging piece of meat.  Which made Dark's heart flutter.  There was nothing on this planet sweeter then fresh blood.  Materializing a bar gag in his hands, Dark approached Mark from behind and lowered it to Mark's lips.  Telling Mark in a dark commanding voice.  "Bite it".  Mark gently bit it and Dark yanked it back in his mouth to buckle it tight.  He was going to need something to bite down on. 

Dark grinned at Mark's compliance.  He was too drugged up to even know what he had planned.  Materializing a large bowie knife, Dark watched the light from outside the small window glint off the sharp steel.  Running his thumb across the blade to test it's razor sharpness, Dark smiled as his thumb came away with blood.  Casually moving back to the front of Mark, Dark told him honestly.  "Did you know this house was built on sacrificial ground? I used to get a sacrifice every winter.  In the dark ages, they believed that if they didn't bring me a sacrifice that I'd make the long dark nights last forever. I do so miss those days".  Dark reached out to smear the blood from his thumb across Mark's cheek.  Smiling at Mark's lust glazed eyes, Dark added happily.  "I think after I devour your essence; I'll bring those days back".  Grabbing Mark's jaw firmly, Dark trailed the tip of the bowie knife teasingly down Mark's neck, chest, stomach, and stopping at the top of Mark's jeans.  Shifting his gaze from Mark's gaze to Mark's pants, Dark licked his fangs lustfully, saying out loud to himself.  "But first... I've got a few more defenses to lower".  To Be Continued...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

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