When Kurt woke up it took him a moment to figure out where he was. His head felt groggy and his body felt weak. He blinked a few times as he looked around himself. He was in the backseat of a car. The windows were blackened and he was alone. He leaned back in the seat with a small frown.

"You're awake." An unfamiliar voice said. He looked around for the source of the voice but found no one. There was a chuckle. "I'm driving, you can't see me." He nodded. "You're allowed to speak."

"Where am I?" He asked.

"Are you afraid?" Kurt shook his head. He didn't know why he wasn't afraid. He didn't know who this person was and he was human. A big target. But there was no fear.

"No, I'm not."

"Good," the voice said.

"Who are you?" The vehicle pulled to a stop. The window separating the backseat from the front slid down. Kurt inhaled sharply as he saw who was sitting there in front of him. Blaine, his new master. The man who would torture him and have others use him. He didn't want to be used anymore. But, he wasn't afraid.

Blaine searched his face and finally smiled. "It seems it worked." Kurt tilted his head to the side. "My compulsion. I compelled you to not be afraid and it worked. Surprising, you'd think your Master would've had you on Vervain to keep you from being more than just a blood bag to his customers." More than just a blood bag? "You see, a Vampire can make you do anything that they want you to do. I can order you to get out of the car and push your limits so hard you'd be crying. But you'd do it." Still, Kurt wasn't afraid. A pain started in his head. Blaine chuckled at him. "You're fighting the compulsion. Your mind is telling you not to be afraid but every instinct in your body is telling you to be afraid because you're not afraid. Don't force it, just" He stared directly into Kurt's eyes. "Relax and stay calm."

Kurt immediately slumped against the seat behind him, relaxing.

"Now that we've got that under control, there are a few … guidelines you'll need to follow." Kurt nodded. "First, you will not be used as a blood bag in my household. Second, I have two.. servants that will tend to you. You are to refer to them as 'Sir' or 'Sirs'. You will not refer to anyone as their given name." Kurt nodded again. He'd called his master, Master so many times that he'd forgotten the other man's name. He hoped that didn't happen with Blaine. "Third, you will not call me by my given name." Kurt swallowed thickly. "You have a choice between Sir or Master."

"I choose 'Sir', Sir." Kurt said quietly, knowing the Vampire could hear him. He wanted to keep Sir and Master separate in his mind. Blaine nodded.

"Alright then. Fourth, you'll have a uniform to wear at all times. Any time you're seen out of it, and not in my bed, you will be severely punished." The headache was back. The fight against the command of 'fearless' to be fearful was hurting him. Blaine seemed to notice the war going on in his head. "Kurt." Kurt looked up at him immediately, eyes pleading for him to stop the pain. "Feel what you want." Immediately the pain was gone, replaced by the intense desire to get out of this Vampire's car. "Kurt," there was a warning tone to Blaine's voice. Kurt immediately stopped out of fear. "I released you from the compulsion so your brain wouldn't explode, if you get off on that pain then I'm glad to force you to do other things." Kurt froze as Blaine laughed. "Tell me, Pet," Kurt looked at him. "Are you a virgin?" There was a certain glint to Blaine's eyes, amusement. Kurt swallowed thickly. Blaine let out another laugh. "I figured as such. Do not worry, no harm will come to you in my care."

"I don't trust Vampires." Kurt said.

Blaine shrugged. "You don't have to trust me, I own you." Kurt swallowed. "I understand that fear though, Vampires aren't very trustworthy creatures. We hunt and we kill and we love it." Kurt looked at the floor. "I'm sure you've figured out that you're nothing more than a toy for me and anyone else I choose to have you serve."

"I will serve, no one." Kurt spit in the Vampire's face.

Blaine let out a dark laugh as he wiped Kurt's saliva off of his face. "Huge mistake, Kurt."

Before Kurt could blink the doors were open and there were hands grabbing him, pulling him out of the dark car and into the black of night. He struggled as much as he could against the strong beings.

"Let go of me!" He yelled, kicking, screaming, and hitting the men with all of his energy. The men stood next to him as they forced him to look at Blaine as he got out of the car. He crossed his arms over his chest as he watched them.

"Wes, David. Take my pet to the dungeons, he needs to be taught a few lessons in respect. Make it known to everyone that he is not a snack and is in fact my personal pet. He is to be treated well, after his punishment."

"Any punishment you want us to start with?" The dark skinned one asked. Blaine thought for a moment.

"No food for a week, or until I say otherwise." Blaine said. Kurt's eyes widened. No food? Was this Vampire trying to kill him?

"Yes, Master." The man nodded. "Come on, Wes." The other man nodded and together they pulled Kurt into the house that Kurt figured that Blaine lived in.

"Let me go!" Kurt screamed, fighting even harder. But the two Vampires didn't give in.

Two days later, Kurt was exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to keep himself standing. The only thing keep him up were the chains around his wrists that hung from the ceiling. He'd screamed for so long that his throat felt raw and every breath felt like razor blades. His back stung from the strikes that he'd received for his disobedience.

"No more.." Kurt whispered out to Blaine who was standing in front of him. "Please, let me go. Please.. I just want to see my dad." A tear fell from his cheek.

"How about a deal, Kurt?" He asked. Kurt managed to lift his head to look at the dark haired male. "You behave, do everything I say for a week, and I'll take you to see your dad."

"Really?" He asked. Blaine nodded, holding up his hand.

"This ring?" He said, motioning to a ring on his finger. In the functioning part of his mind, Kurt could've sworn he'd seen the design before. "It's my father's. I respected my father so much. He was a Vampire, he and mom found me and raised me when I was human, like you. But, they died a long time ago. My whole family is dead. All I have left of them is my father's daylight ring, and my uncle's ring." He smiled. "What I'm getting at, is that on my father's honor, If you behave, I will take you to see your father." Kurt nodded.

"Okay, I'll do it." He said.

Blaine smirked. "Wise choice."

The chains on Kurt's wrists unlocked, dropping him to the ground. He let out a grunt of pain as his tired knees hit the floor. He heard the tap tap of Blaine's shoes on the cold stone beneath them as he walked towards Kurt. He held out his hand.

"Well then, let's get you upstairs."