Brooding Ch. 01

Vitany never did think of herself as WWF Diva so she was often compared to Chyna, who currently was with Degeneration-X. She prided herself on her toughness and the fact that she did not dress like a slut. She liked to wear big baggy pants and a tank top. Although she was not powerful, like today's Beth Phoenix, it was her 'in your face' tomboy character that frightened women and men during the Attitude Era of 1999. She usually followed her younger brother, Knight, to his matches and he accompanied her to hers. After a victory, they would share a microphone and yell 'bitch got owned!'

She had a match against Sable one day and half-way through it, the lights went out. It was a truly terrifying time in the WWF for the lights to go out. The Undertaker's Ministry of Darkness was on a sacrificing rampage and with the addition of The Brood (Gangrel, Edge and Christian) just last week, he was even more dangerous. Vitany assumed they were after Sable but to be safe she called for her brother to come into the ring with her.

The lights came back on and Knight was in the ring but unconscious. She looked up to find Gangrel and Edge in the ring. Sable was running up the ramp. "What the hell? He never did anything to you!" Vitany yelled, kneeling over her brother to check on him.

Edge tossed Gangrel the microphone. "We didn't come for him. This has nothing to do with the Ministry. This is Brood business," he said and they both walked towards her. She rolled out of the ring and pulled Knight out too. "You should be more concerned for yourself." Edge got out of the ring behind her and when she turned the other way, Christian jumped over the barricade from the audience to block her. Now truly nervous, she snatched a microphone from the announcer.

"What do you want, Gangrel?" she asked.

"Not me. I don't want anything. Edge and I are just here to support our brother. See, every vampire needs a slave who he feeds off of daily. Edge and I have ours and Christian has chosen you."

Vitany froze for a second then threw then microphone at Edge's face and ran past him. Gangrel slid out behind her. He grabbed both her arms then turned her around to Christian, who seemed hesitant. "Do it!" Edge yelled holding his forehead She realized how weak she was as she tried to pry herself loose but her captor's arms did not budge. Just then The Dudley Boyz came out to the arena with steel chairs. Gangrel released her slowly and all three members of The Brood retreated back into the audience.

Later Vitany was interviewed by Michael Cole. "Vitany, earlier tonight you were a victim of an attempted kidnapping by The Brood. Do you have any comment?" he asked.

She acted completely normal until he asked a question. "Comment? I've got a comment alright! Christian, you want some of me?! Well, you're welcome to try and pull that shit again! I will kick your ass!" she screamed angrily.

'You're not scared at all?"

"I am. I'm scared for Christian."

After the show, Vitany went to a bar with Ryan. She was unusually jumpy and decided she would be better off going back to the hotel. When she was back at the room, she opened the door and flicked on the light. She threw herself on the bed and let her hand hang over the side. As she started to doze and everything seemed faded, she rolled to the opposite side of the bed to lie on her back. Something smelled funny so Vitany slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to the side. Gangrel and Edge were standing there. She jumped to her feet and Christian crawled out from under the bed.

"What the hell, man!" she screamed. After her initial shock passed, she regained her wit. "How original. Ambush the little girl when she's alone."

Christian sat on her bed and picked up a stuffed bear. "Go to the bed," Edge demanded.

"And if I don't?" He held up a steel chair. "I'm going." She sat next to him slowly, feeling like she was doing something absolutely disgusting, like using a portable bathroom. Then she felt really uncomfortable and her palms were all sticky. She felt like a straight guy at a gay strip joint where all the guys are hitting on him and he does not know why he is even there!

"Christian," Gangrel said, "take your slave."

Christian grabbed her short hair to pull her head back. He kissed her hard and she could feel a weird thick fluid running down the back of her throat. For some reason she was starting to think it was kind of hot. She had to admit, as she opened her eyes slightly, his long blond hair and stubble were turn-ons. Even the puffy white shirt revealing his chest was sexy but the way he wrapped his tongue around hers was even hotter. He pulled away from her and her legs collapsed underneath her.

"You'll feel that way for a few days. It's just the serum taking its effect. Every vampire secrets it from their fangs. It makes the slaves addicted to their masters. Christian will meet you in the boiler room this Monday for his feeding," Gangrel explained, as they all started to leave.

"Who's going to make me?"

"No one but trust me, you'll be there."

That night Vitany found herself having an unusual dream. She could smell Christian nuzzled in her neck. His breath was warm on her skin and tickled. His long blond hair was sprawled across the back of his puffy white shirt and her shoulder. The sudden feeling of his moist lips on her sent a wave of pleasure through her body that tingled. He whispered, "I'm going to bite you." Christian ran his tongue up her neck and back down. "Are you ready?" Before she could answer, his teeth pierced her skin. She tried, for a split second, to pull away but he was holding her so close and was not about to let her go. His jaw started to work furiously along with his tongue to draw her life force into his own body.

The feeling of her blood being sucked out of her was like nothing else Vitany had ever felt. Though she had never actually been penetrated by a man, she assumed this was far more erotic than any sexual experience or orgasm. The way Christian craved her blood gave her a sense of purpose. She would sustain him but what would he give her?

She woke suddenly, sweaty and aroused. Her pussy was throbbing, begging to be filled and her underwear were soaked with her cravings. There was a sharp pain where she dreamt Christian had bit her.

When Monday came around and Vitany went to Chicago, Illinois with Ryan, she got more anxious as time approached for them to go to the arena. "I don't have to go, do I? I don't have a match tonight. Plus, you're perfectly capable of handling Gunn on your own. You don't need me for that," she laughed.

Ryan raised an eyebrow and asked, "is this about The brood?"

"No," she clearly lied, twiddling her fingers.

"Vitany, you are the best wrestler I know. Well, right next to me. Grow a pair. You've always had more nuts than me. Get over it." He forced her to go to the arena with him. "Just stay in the locker room. I'll call Shamrock and ask him to stay with you. You'll be fine."

"No, call Mark."

"LoMonaco?"

"Yeah. My lovable Italian butterball-friend. He'll come. He makes me feel safe."

"Oh yeah. I forget you two are tight. Okay, I'll trust you to Mark then. Just wait here."

As soon as Ryan left her in the locker room, her mind went back to the dream she had. "I need to find Luna. She'll know what I can do," Vitany told herself. She cautiously left the room to find Gangrel's slave, Luna. Luckily, she spotted her down the hall. "Luna, hey, I need to ask you something."

"Vitany?" Luna gasped. "What are you doing here? You should be in the boiler room."

"You know?"

"Yeah and I also know you want advice. Well, don't upset him once he kisses you there is no going back. I say don't upset him because your cravings will get worse and if he decides he doesn't want to give in to you, you could just lose your mind. No one else can satisfy you. From now until you die, you live for Christian."

Feeling entirely distraught and helpless, Vitany headed for the boiler room, holding back the part of her that wanted to jump for joy at the very idea of seeing her master again. As she started at the floor, not watching where she was going, she bumped into someone and fell backwards.

"Ow. My ass," she mumbled. Vitany looked up to find Mark LoMonaco (who later became known as Bubba Dudley of the Dudley Boyz) standing in front of her, laughing. "I never thought I'd be so happy to hear you laugh at me," she said getting up and hugging him.

"So, I hear you've got yourself a stalker, Tani. I told you that you were pretty," Mark said, hugging her back.

"This is no time for jokes, Mark. This is a very serious matter."

"You want to laugh, though."

"Yes. Yes, I do. You just make the funniest faces."

"Well, what are you doing outside of the locker room. Ryan told me he told you to stay there."

"Ugh, I had to go to the restroom. In fact, you should go to the locker and wait for me I'll be right there," Vitany assured him. Mark raised eyebrow, looking awkwardly at her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'll be right there." As soon as Mark was gone from her sight, Vitany proceeded down to the boiler room. She held her breath as she grabbed the door knob and pulled it open quickly to get it over with. She could not help but smile when she saw Christian sitting on a giant pipe across the room. He took his sunglasses off and hopped onto the floor.

"Wait," Vitany said, putting both hands up for him to stop. "Can't we talk about this? I mean, I'm not really your type, am I? Wouldn't you much rather have Sable? At least she dresses like a girl. I wear my brothers clothes. And she has hair. I chopped all of mine off myself."

"Why?"

"Well, because it was long thick and gorgeous and I was tired of guys hitting on me and only wanting sex."

"Any woman who changes her look to make herself uglier, knows what she's doing. You're after a deeper connection than just sex. That alone is a quality I admire." He was standing right in front of her now and moved her hair out of her face.

"What are you after?" she asked and assumed he would say he wanted her blood.

"Only your complete dedication. If I have that you will be willing to do anything to satisfy your master. Whether I ask you to suck my dick or give me your blood. Can you do that? Can you do anything I demand of you?" Christian whispered in her ear.

"Like what?"

"Like laying your head back so I can finally taste your blood." Vitany sighed but did as he asked. He kissed her neck then whispered in her ear, "you're scared. I can smell it in your pulse." He put his arms around her waist to grope her fully.

"Is that wrong?"

"No but it turns me on. You're lucky you have such a merciful master. I'll be gentle on you since your skin is still fresh." He pressed his nose to her neck and inhaled deeply. "What is that smell? You have an untouched scent all over you. You're not still a virgin, are you?" Vitany swallowed hard before confessing that she was. "Wow. I can fix that. This day just keeps getting better." Out of sheer excitement, Christian bit her harder than he planned to. She whined softly while he started to suck the blood from her wound.

Vitany wrapped an arm over his shoulder to run her fingers through his hair. She put her other hand on his arm and felt his muscles through his shirt. He sucked on her for a while before filling his mouth with her blood. He pulled back so that she could see his face and let the blood pour out over his lips and down his chin. Christian rubbed her bottom lip with two of his fingers before kissing her with an open mouth, forcing her to her taste her own blood. After passing the blood back and forth, he swallowed it then teased her tongue a bit by sucking it into his mouth before parting lips with her. "There's nothing like the feeling of your blood leaving your body, is there?" he asked.

"No. It's beyond anything I ever imagined."

"Do it to me. Drink my blood and make me taste it," he demanded. He took a knife out of his boot and held his forearm in front of her before slashing it quickly.

Vitany gasped, "are you okay?"

"I will be. Drink it. I take yours and you take mine." She was surprised at the sweet taste of his skin when she opened her mouth around his cut. "Oh... yeah." He took one of her hands and placed it on his groin. "Make me hard. And when you suck my blood make slurping noises." While she worked on stoking his cock and drinking from him, Christian put his hand down her pants and put two of his fingers in her cunt. "Take my cock out and make me cum. I'll make you cum too. You're so wet. I didn't even have to tease you."

Vitany knew he had big hands but she never imagined she would feel those same fingers inside her. As she started to undo the zipper to his leather pants, he went on pleasuring her. She pulled her mouth off his arm suddenly. "Oh, Christian, it's amazing! Do it faster. Ahhh..." The faster he fingered her, the faster she jacked him off.

"You're pretty good. I can't believe you're a virgin. You're about to cum. Your pussy is getting tighter. Can you scream for me? Can you scream for your master? Scream my name." She was not even sure what an orgasm was supposed to feel like but she assumed it would be the result of the building sensation inside of her. His fingers stabbed her roughly and her orgasm caused her to spasm and arch her back. Afterwards she felt weak and she just wanted to collapse. Christian started helping her masturbate him since she was so tired. He slid his fingers out of her and licked her juices off them. Just then he started to gasp with pleasure as he forced her hand to choke his dick faster. He froze suddenly and sprayed his cum all over her clothes as his cock kept jumping. "That was great. I might be a little tired going into my match though."

Vitany dressed into an outfit Christian had brought for her. It was a black silk and lace corset, black mesh arm warmers and a choker to match his. The tight were also the same as his, except in her size and a mini Japanese skirt went over them. Her boots were standard knee high, lace ups in black. The weird part was a silk sash loosely tied above her hips. On the sash was a padlock. Christian wore the key to it on his wrist as a bracelet.

Just as they were about to leave the boiler room, Christian stopped her. "I almost forgot. This is a precaution until I know I can trust you to not run off," he explained, holding up a metal chain with a shackle attached to it.

"Why does that turn me on?"

"I knew I picked the right slave. You like to be dominated, I like to dominate."

When they were up stairs and almost to the arena they were approached by Michael Cole. "I actually have a question for Vitany. Last week you wanted absolutely nothing to do with The Brood, especially Christian. You even threatened him. Why are you so relaxed with him now, even though he has you on a leash?" Cole asked.

Vitany smiled up at Christian who snatched the microphone from Cole. "First of all, she's not allowed to answer your stupid questions. She's not even allowed to speak unless I say so. Maybe she is my slave and daily nourishment but she likes it. As for the shackles, well, that's mostly for show because who doesn't like to see their slave in chains?"

When Christian entered with Gangrel and Edge next week, Vitany felt uncomfortable all over again. She felt like they were waiting until he turned, then they would grab her and run. She stood close to her master and made sure he was holding the chain tight. When he got to the ring, he chained her to the ring post using the padlock on her belt. during the match Vitany was fighting the urge to jump on her master, strip him down and have her way with him. Luna was right. In only a short time, Vitany went from despising Christian to fantasizing about him.

From the ramp, Billy Gunn came out with a sledge hammer. His music did not come on so only Vitany saw him. He smashed the chains holding her to the ring and lifted her up onto his shoulder. She assumed her brother asked him to retrieve her but she did not want to leave. "Christian! Help! Put me down! I don't want to go!" she screamed, hitting the back of his head with the back of her elbow. Christian immediately turned at the sound of her voice and Viscera laid him out. "No!" She pulled the sledge hammer from Billy and hit him in the back of the head. He dropped her and she ran into the ring to break up the pin by hitting Viscera with the hammer. Christian went for the pin and won the match. He raised Vitany's hand then pulled her close to his body. They kissed in a way that was almost explicit. It was like they were starving for each other.

Christian took her to his trailer which was like an RV. It was like a mini house. "Go to the bed and take your clothes off," he said, pulling up a chair in front of the bed. "I'll watch."

"Y-you want me to strip for you?" she asked, blushing.

"Do it."

"But I don't-"

Christian turned to look down at her, clearly upset with her resistance. He grabbed the top of her corset with one hand and ripped it open. When she tried to cover herself out of instinct, he slapped her hand.

"Ow."

"Don't deny me anything. Incase you forgot, you're mine. Everything you own and everything you are is mine. Your body belongs to me and I want you to show me my property. Don't forget that again, because that's the last time I'll remind you without any physical punishment." He went to a dresser and took out a whip.

Vitany swallowed hard as he sat down and laid the whip across his lap. She climbed slowly onto the bed then tried to take off her boots in a way that would be sexy, though she could not think of anything. After a nerve wracking five minutes of taking off her footwear, Vitany got on her knees, facing Christian and made an orgasm face while slowly sliding off the remnants of her corset. He sat up in his chair. "Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that to make me hard," he taunted her. She smiled as her hands went to her bra, which clipped in the middle of her tits. "No, not yet. Take the tights off but leave the skirt." She stood up to show off her ass as she slid the tight off. "Yeah... much better." Vitany started to untie the skirt and Christian stood up with the whip in his hand then slammed his hands on the bed, with a wicked smile.

Vitany fell backwards while he stood there smiling at her. His chest was rising and falling quickly so she knew he was eager to get in. It seemed like the more excited he got, the more her pussy yearned to be filled. She pulled the skirt off then tossed it aside. He chuckled as she got on her knees in front of him, with her breasts in front of his face and took off her bra. Before she dropped it, Christian took the bra from her, buried his face in it and inhaled her scent with a deep breath. He stood up straight then, with his evil smile, he opened his mouth slowly so Vitany could see him running his tongue across his teeth. He pushed her over onto her back and crawled over her, the same way he entered the ring.

"I need you to take off your clothes. I need to feel your body against mine. Ohhh, I'm so horny."

"Do you know why? Once a vampire feeds off his slave, she's connected to him forever. Your body's picking up on my excitement."

"Please... I'll do anything for you. Fuck me. Fuck your slave. I need it." Christian got onto his knees and pulled his shirt off. Immediately, Vitany put both her hands on his chest and massaged him affectionately. He lifted her legs up onto his shoulders after pulling off her underwear. He pushed his tights down and stroked his already hard cock to be sure it was the hardest he could be before penetrating her dripping pussy. When he finally forced himself slowly into her, he felt so complete. Vitany moaned softly as he pulled back and froth slowly. She carefully scratched his chest, trying not to hurt him. The scent of her bleeding pussy reached his nose, he was reminded of how much he wanted to bite her.