The Auction

Craig POV

I go up to check on my precious angel sleeping. I need to check and see if she needs anything. I unlock the door to her room. I peak in and she is still out. I think I will make her a bottle and rock her a while.

I go down to the kitchen and look in the cabinet. There is one bottle left from my collection with Julie. I will get Tatina her own but for today this will work. I run hot water over it and scrub it really well.

I look in the refrigerator to see what I have delicious that she will not fight me over. I took out watermelon juice. I pour the juice into the bottle and screw the nipple on tight.

As I walk out of the kitchen Lila is standing in my way.

"What?" I ask her.

“Draco is having no issues from what I can hear,” she says.

“Don't be a perv. Leave the man alone. He is paying big money for her,” I say.

“Nice to see you are back to yourself. There for a minute, I thought you were going soft on me,” she says.

“Mind your business. And stay the hell away from Tatina. I have her right where she needs to be and I do not need you fucking this up for me,” I say.

“No one is going to mess with your precious little fairy,” Lila says.

I push past her and go on my way. I am anxious to see my Tatina. As soon as Draco and the bitch in the basement are gone I can carry on with my life. Maybe we will go somewhere in the mountains. Somewhere remote and away from prying eyes some place she can be all mine.

I unlock her door and close it behind me. I lock it from the inside. I do not want Lila disturbing my time with her. I set the bottle down on the table beside the rocker. I go to the bed. She is sleeping so sound.

I check my pocket to make sure I have a shot ready just in case I need it. I check her phone to see if she has any messages.

Jayne has texted her *are you okay?* I will text Jayne back for her later. There is another text on here. Unknown number “checking in on progress. Let us know* this bitch is working with the vampire authority. It is okay. I can get her to submit and be mine. Like it or not she is mine. Every inch of her is mine.

I pull the covers back. She stretches her body out. I scoop her up in my arms. “What are you doing Craig?” she asks.

I smack her bare leg. “I told you to call me daddy,” I say.

I take her to the rocker and cradle her in my arms. I pick up the bottle to put it in her mouth. She spits and fights. I force it into her mouth as she struggles beneath me. I smack her bare leg again

"Stop it. Do as I want or it will be much worse,” I tell her.

I hate to think that I will have to beat her into submission. I do not want this to be a fear-based relationship but it is heading that way. I thought after the night we spend together this was what she wanted. But she lied. She lied to get information to turn me in. She will have to be punished for this.

She stops struggling and takes the bottle like a good girl. I watch her drink. Her eyes are watching me. She drinks the entire thing.

“I need to go to the bathroom,” she says.

I pat her between the legs on the plastic diaper.

“Go ahead. I will change you when you are finished,” I say.

“I do not want to use a diaper. This is going too far,” she says.

“So is lying to me. I know you are working with Glenn,” I say.

She looks shocked that I know. “I checked your phone,” I say.

“Why do I get no privacy,” she says.

I grab her tightly. “I told you. I made it clear. You are mine. You are for me to have any way I want. That means if I want you to dress like a whore and take it in all your holes, guess what you do. If I want you to let me baby you, guess what you do it. If I want to lock you in this room then you deal with it,” he says.

Tatina begins to cry.

“It does not have to be this way. All you have to do is be obedient,” I say.

“Obedient. Like I am your slave,” she says

“Tomorrow you will be my wife. We are getting married,” I tell her.

“If I say no," she asks.

“You can say no but you are my property so it will do you no good. You are mine. I own you,” I say.

“I thought you were a sweet man. I thought you were sorry for the things you did. You are not sorry are you? Was it all an act?” she asks. “You are the actress yourself. Pretending to love me. Telling me you loved me when you did not,” I say.

“I meant that. I meant every word of it,” she says.

“You will have to prove it," I tell her.

“How?” she asks.

"By being mine,” I say.

She shakes her head. That was too easy. I know she is lying to me. I cannot trust her yet. I will find a remote place to take her until she is submissive to me in every way. This is going to take some time, patients, and a lot of drugs. I will keep her dosed for now.

She curls her body into me. I continue to rock her. “I love you, daddy,” she says.

“How I wish that was true, Tatina. I know you are lying to me,” I say. She tilts her head back and kisses my neck. “Are you hungry daddy? You can drink from me if you are,” she says.

“Yes, I am,” I respond.

I cradle her tighter and lift her as I stand with her. I carry her to the bed. I lay her out gently on the bed. I push her hair back and release my fangs. I press them into her neck and begin to suckle her blood. Sweet fairy blood. It is so intoxicating.

“Daddy, I still need to go to the bathroom. Can I please get up and go,” she asks.

I let her up to go. She comes back from the bathroom with nothing on from the waist down.

“I need a fresh diaper daddy,” she says.

“Get on the bed and I will take care of it for you,” I tell her.

She lays down on the bed for me. I kiss her sweetly. I reach into my pocket and grab the shot. I stick it in her arm while she is kissing me. I cannot trust her.