William had been taking Bazzle out into fancy places, though Bazzle had never been to such and didn’t know the etiquette of such places. However William explained he would teach him, as he love to show Bazzle off, when Bazzle wasn’t in his clown get up. William bought him lovely fancy outfits with accessories. William had set up his table in his place for Bazzle and kindly explain every utensil. Showing each one and explaining its purpose and which to use at which course of meal.
“I don’t understand, we are Vampires. We don’t eat food like everyone else, actually food makes me very sick.” Bazzle explains confused.
William stroked his cheeks “Because we have too keep up appearances around Humans. Plus there will be Counsil memebers there with their Human investors. So we have to appear as Human. Which means keeping the food down.”
Bazzle frowns a little “I can’t, like really I can’t. The moment I eat, I have to vomit.” he tries to explain.
“Then I will train you to keep it down.” William told Bazzle as he watch the Vampire reach for the wrong fork, to which he had a crop that he smacked at Bazzles hand hard. The clown yelped pulling his hand back holding it as he stared at William wide eye. “I told you I am training you. When you train for your acts, do you not endure a little pain to learn them?” he ask, to which Bazzle gave a small nod.
“Well that makes sense I suppose.” Bazzle told him as he went to grab another and got smacked again. This went on for hours till he had gotten each one down, the back of his hands and his wrist were red from the hits. His hands shook abit from the pain, but William would take and rub them and act so kind then.
Bazzle would lean against him as he spoke “There, there, I take no joy in this. I just need to make sure you remember, I don’t want you to embarrass yourself. Now then lets fix that sickness problem.” as he sets food before the clown and made him eat. Each time he has trouble keeping it down, that William made him eat and then gagged him, forcing him to learn.
Few days later, William notice Bazzle had a nasty habit of slouching, hunching, shrinking up, and adverting his eyes. So William got something to fix that, he fasten Bazzle to this iron rod, with cuffs and a special collar. It force Bazzle shoulders to stay back, when he tried to slouch he was shocked by the collar as William pressed and held the button. The Iron rod work as a conduit and made it worse. This went on all through the night and morning. William looks to him “I have a meeting so I have hired a guy to keep your training up.” he had paid someone to make sure Bazzle never moved for them upright position William had him in. Shocked anytime he wasn’t staying in such position, for three days he had no sleep and was shocked bad, that the rod had left burn marks. However William seem to give the clown something to make those marks go away.
When the dinner came, Bazzle was dressed to the nines. William had hired people to get him all dolled up, from makeup to clothes. He definitely didn’t look like a clown, he look normal and he felt very uncomfortable. However he loved William so he wanted to impress him. They got to the restaurant and everyone made over Bazzle to William, there was other Vampires there. The one that always gave him the chills was there, hearing his name called Sanderson. The man made Bazzle so nervous, he felt like the man knew he was a fraud. They all sat at the table and there was casual conversation, Bazzle was taught when to speak and such and how to speak. When the meals came he was doing well at first, but then one course he grab the wrong fork. Few of the Human chuckle to his mistake, but he felt William gaze on him. Not just Williams but the Sanderson guys gaze too and thought this was it, he was outed as a fraud. The night went on and once it was over with and William and Bazzle returned home, Bazzle went to get undressed ready to shed the clothes.
He wanted to feel comfortable again, but When he got his clothes off William was up behind him, pressing Bazzle to the dresser “We trained for days for this night. You still got the wrong fork.” he told him.
“I-I’m sorry, I was nervous…. that other Vampire just threw me off.” Bazzle tried to explain as William ran his hand down Bazzle arm to his hand splaying it on the dresser, before he slam a fork into his hand. Bazzle screamed loudly and before he could fully react, William stabbed his other hand with a fork to the dress, leaving him pinned there as Bazzle cried.
“I told you how important this was to me and you embarrass me like that?” William hissed as he loosens his own pants and wasted not a moment to fuck Bazzle. Thrusting hard into him as the clown screams more in pain. He took another fork and stabs at the clown as he fucks him. He would cut and jab at him in multiple places and the harder he fuck the clown, the more he stabbed at him and beat on him. “Perhaps you won’t forget now, will you?” he sneered, just being rough until he finally came. He pulled out and grabs the special vial. Pulling the forks out of the clowns hands and force the vial contents down Bazzle throat and he was healed. Blood streamed his face as he cried still, he went to try to grab his clothes but William grabbed and threw him to the bed. “We are not done yet.”
William would continue to do whatever he wished to Bazzle, not care for his pleas or cries. He used Bazzle even when Bazzle passed out. When Bazzle finally woke, he was alone and sore from everything William did to him. His wrist bound, but loosen at some point so he got out of the straps. He move to the bathroom and took a long shower, where he scrubbed himself raw. It took everything to not break down again. He got out and went to the mirror, rubbing his face, he go to dry off and when he straighten up William was there. He jump slightly as William took him into his arms giving him a gift. It was a very expensive ring, real nice with diamonds and a sapphire in the middle. “Im sorry about lastnight hun. I promise I won’t ever stab you like that ever again. I just want so much more for you then that stupid circus crap. You deserve better.” he told Bazzle.
Bazzle still abit shaken, but took the ring and says “I’m sorry I messed up, I will do better. I love you.” William smiled and handed Bazzle a glass of blood.
“I love you, I am the only person who will ever love you. Now come lets sit down.” William pulled Bazzle with him.
“I can’t I really gotta get back, I have a show tonight.” he explain. William pushing the glass up, making Bazzle drink it “Atleast get some blood into you.” he told him as his hands roam the clowns bare body. The drink did things immediately to Bazzle, his mind was hazy his body hot. Every touch made him move in ways he didn’t want to. Before he knew it, William had him on the bed doing whatever he want, fucking him hard and Bazzle couldn’t help but love it. Something was wrong and he knew it, but he wanted it. His mind fog and body in need, craving it and playing against him. He was in and out for days, revived by whatever William kept feeding him, till he finally was able to get away and back to the beezle circus. Sore, confused and unsure of everything. He was trying to think if he really loved William, if the abuse was worth it, if William was right and he never be anything, that William was all he had.