Birthday

Jean Claude sat on my bed. His look was fiery and intensified when he peered down at my breasts. He ripped through my shirt and bra with his bare hands, then latched on my left nipple. I whithered beneath him and through heavy breaths and gritted teeth I cursed him off every way imaginable. He stopped sucking and looked up.

"What is it ma piete? Would you rather have me behind those cuffs? I thought it would be meaningless to do so, considering I could easily break out of them."

"What? What do you want Jean Claude?" Angry was boiling within me.

"No mapiete, it is what you want, it is your birthday after all." he said with a boyish grin. He was mocking me. that cunning fucking bastard was mocking me.

"Bastard." I screamed." I can't believe you would do this to me. After all the trust I've given you!" Tears were caught in my throat. And Jean Claude's look sobered.

"I'm sorry mapiete, I thought this would be a good birthday present...I didn't know you'd get upset about it. Please give me another chance to make up it to you." I was caught by surprise.

"You mean this was my birthday present? Are you insane? You nearly scared the shit out of me. By all means tell me Jean Claude, why in the hell would you think I would enjoy this." He slumped back on the headboard of the bed.

"I thought it would be more..." he said moving his hands for exasperation. "kinky. I suppose." My mind wandered.

"Everyone was in on it, weren't they." I stated, not surprised. "Yes, your leopards, I paid Edward to get the guns cleaned, and then..there wasn't a flood at Gy Ply Pleasures."

"Jean Claude. Why? I was all ready to have sex with you then. Why did you even bother taking off your clothes if this was a set up?"

"ah ma piete because I know you cant resist me." he chuckled "I wanted to see how far you'd go to have sex, even when there were business matters I had to engage in." I gave him a nasty look. The kinda look that screamed I was going to hurt him once I got out of these handcuffs. He tsked at me.

"Ma piete, ma piete please let me make it up to you. I am sorry. I will remove the handcuffs and you can do whatever you wish." He turned the key to the handcuffs and they came off like shackles. I had a plan in mind. I pushed him off the bed and locked him inside my room. He tapped on the door.

"Ma piete, what are you doing? You can't just leave me in here, the sun will rise in a few hours." I yelled back.

"Well you can get a taste of your own medicine. You scared me shitless, I'm scaring you shitless. I've got to go somewhere. Be back when I feel like it." I left him in the room and laughed myself out of the house. I got in my car, inspired by the turn of events. The sex shop was a couple minutes away. Jason told me about this remote place as we were driving to get to the Circus. It was called "fantasy gifts".

A couple years back I would have been embarrassed to go into such a store. Grandmom Blake would have pissed herself. But now I had a new string of confidence and revenge to commit. I walked into the store. You couldn't miss it with the neon lights and the display of corsets and whips in the front window. Inside the walls and floors were pink, a woman in her forties stood behind the counter.

"Hi, Ms. by any chance do you have any shackles... the kind that vampires can't get out of" It wasn't the perfect way to strike up a conversation but it was almost dawn.

"sure dear." she acted as if it were a natural question and pulled a pair out from underneath of the counter. The shackles were thick and looked heavy as hell.

"Do you want condoms with your purchase?" she asked with a professional smile...