21. All Good Things Must Come To End.

When Damon informed me that they were going to the Azores and I could fuck off and do gigs, I thought I would. Go to the gigs. I had a ridiculous list of sniper gigs, and if they're in the Azores for three months, I can get something done. I was still a flea despite Damon's fancy plan to make me redundant in my organization. It is not my fault if he is not asking where he can help, but goes with what Mariella dictates. This is not an easy organization to care for and I am not so keen on some amateur trying to show off his little vampire empire and all its might. 

My gigs were in Europe, and we had a portal room built between the houses where you could get from house to house. Always between the houses we had visited. This would make traveling so much easier and faster, too.

I went to Sicily first. Lady and Thera were there. Thera was a magical cat like the lady, and I'd got her once when the men had had a party, and I'd gone on another drive and ended up in Qatar, where I'd bought a palace. The men had come there and apologized. Thera had been very small when I had her and she had grown quite fast, but being just with me, attuned to me almost, she became quite fierce if someone would threaten me. 

Thera is a black leopard, and she was very protective towards me and would not let any of the men near me at the time except Damon, but only when he smelt passionfruit, so he was present. Bran Thera did not tolerate it at all. I wasn't much for always being with girls, but now I had time. And I hadn't met them at all now in cat form. I had had Lady for years and she had moved into the magic house or wherever when our lives changed and we evolved. 

I went to the house, and a lady came to meet me and said, " Welcome, it's lovely to see you after a long time, and now we can talk."

Fine, so we can. Thera came to say hello, and I chatted with the girls for a long time. I told her about the sniping, and Thera wanted to catch all the bad men, especially the one bad one that was in Damon. I told about Damien, warned properly, and also Sark and Krycheck too. I did not want to put these two in danger. Not at all. 

I really warned them about Damien, and they promised to be careful. Thera told me what a magnificent male Damon must be, and the lady said, "You should be careful. A male like that can easily breed you, Thera. We don't have the same problems as Mimi. That male can breed us to be firmly pregnant without any trouble. "

Thera was shocked, and so, by the way, I decided fine. I will keep these two away from Damon, too. My husband won't come near my cats. These are not his to breed. These are my friends. I was in Sicily for two weeks, and I went to the gigs there, too. I had made as tight a schedule as possible, but I ate in between. I spent a lot of time on bases, going everything through and telling most of my inner circle about my medical problems. They promised to help if they can.

Curran was one of my trustees nowadays and I warned them about Damon, that he might try to interfere with our work, and that everyone should keep their mind on the matter despite Damon's ideas. As he has never been part of the fleas, he has no idea on every day action what is going on. 

I did all the rest of the gigs; we were doing several rescue gigs, and I did a hell of a lot of sniping too. We did not have too many snipers free, so I had my work cut out for me. My weight was not 60 but barely 50 kilos and it seemed that medical problems stressed my body long afterwards too. And, of course, when Damon announced we were meeting in Arizona, I felt the first muscle cramps and nausea starting.

I said, "Medical problem. As far as I'm concerned, you can carry on. I'll come when this is over. You seem to have need to carry on." My voice was slightly bitter, but Damon did not pick it up.

I said nothing about the severity of my symptoms as I knew where I was standing, no one would want to treat me, not even with an energy shield as it would interfere with their fucking and it is good to have quite open pack bonds so you can sense fuck charge on every single pack member, expect not for me.

Damon said, "Oh, fine, we'll still be here then. Take it easy and let me know as soon as the symptoms ease. You can take a new test that will tell you if you're still contagious. You can take many of them now and then, and it's a reliable test."

He did not ask where I was, what were my symptoms, and in what shape I was. I had then ended up in my palace in Qatar, and there were lovely beds, fans in the ceiling, and a lake nearby, sometimes when I was fit to swim. The symptoms were vomiting, headache, and muscle pains, and now knew a nasty rash that burned and itched all over my body like I would have been dipped in some herb or metal.

I also had the metal feeling. So once again this would be severe, and nasty and would have left me ever weaker state, even after feeding and recovery. Damien had told me it was one purpose of these. To weaken me, stress those damn triple shells. I needed to get as dehydrated as possible, weakness, headache, and photophobia. Muscle aches. Pretty much the same as last time. Not so good with metal feeling and rash too.

I didn't have any tests here as this wasn't a linked house, but I didn't tell Damon that. Lady and Thera lived in the magic houses mostly, and it wasn't opened here, but they moved around; however, the magic cats moved around. I did not tell anyone anything about my condition. I was an alpha female and I could do this all by myself. I had several fleas coming over to try to help, but again, not much could be done. 

After suffering for a little over a month and the symptoms began to ease a little, I managed to gather enough strength to get to the Italian castle. I barely suffered to be there, but I didn't sleep and lived most of that session if I couldn't distract myself. I felt as if I smelled a wet dog again. I remember every damn minute. Everything in this castle reminded me of that, even he had killed me in the shed, I remembered that too. Fleas were busy in Italy, so there was little help. The rash had not subsided at all. I was weak, in panic, in metals.

I went to medbay and took one test. No luck. I was still contagious, but I didn't have the strength to move anywhere, not even to the portal room. I took several tubes of blood from myself and then put them analyzer, to see what metals I had. Of course, Horror Four, and a few others as well.

This was not a triple shell yet but just three types of shells had broken same time. Damien called me, and he somehow had seen my test results, too. I was not sure did our system had been hacked, or if had he put some kind of backdoor in there, or what. I always took a test every couple of days when I lived in medbay. After being there for three weeks, I was no longer contagious. Damien called almost every day to fuck with me and remember what he did to me here.

Then I started to think. He didn't call at all when I was in Qatar. He didn't know Damon and Mariella were in the Azores. I was lying in one bedroom near the medbay, lazily watching the fish. I wonder if Mariella can hear the fish's thoughts. I had still a rash, metals, pains, and aches. I was weak as a kitten, dizzy, and not in good shape at all. 

So what are those shaggin' machines like? I didn't even remember that I had got a knifefish here. They give little electric shocks. They're pretty nasty, biting the guppies, the shaggers, and only males. I'll have to separate that fish at some point.

Ask Mimosa what the fuck is the problem with that fish? I got myself in shape enough to get in the shower to wash my lovely 25 kilos. Oh fuck, these could be nasty, then. Of course, the dehydration alone caused a weight loss and the fact that my organs were once again dead. My skin was covered in a rash and once I got in the shower, I screamed out loud from the pain.

Charles said they were already in Arizona. I decided to let him know my true state. "Charles, I have been metalized. Three different shells broke same time. My weight is 25 kilos, I am full of metals, no organs, covered in a rash. "

Charles said softly, "I am so sorry honey, Damon just not let us treat you, no matter how good our shields are, he does not want to put Mariella in danger as these bugs would be almost lethal to her, and I must be honest, I am kind of protecting her too. And for your expense, I am not a good husband here, not at all."

I said, "Well, I am coming there once I get myself moving again. It is operation time and you will see from my blood tests how much there are metals and how to bind them. "

He said, "We are ready with Adam here, so no need to worry. We will get you fixed up. "

I had dressed myself a little more, so if Mimosa or someone else saw me, no need to be upset by my rash. I went there via the portal room. I was on my way to medbay when Mimosa came over, and I told her about the naughty fish. "Was it Mirella who got that banded knifefish in the Italian castle? it is terrorizing guppies, boys, so I would like to see what an earth is in mind. Those are supposed to eat nighttime and small prey. Also, I wonder if our system is hacked, as Damien called again and I had taken a few blood tests and he could see the results. So, can you see in the past or something?"

Mimosa said, "Fine, you go to the surgery. I am sorry for your condition. I can smell metals and herbs in you. This is not fair, not at all, for you to suffer. Adam and Charles will take care of you, and I'll take Mariella to see if she can hear the fish. I'll probably get her an ability. We will check out the system same time too."

I went to the medbay, and Charles looked at me for a moment and said, "Oh, so Rough. Come here on the bed, and I'll put you to sleep, and we'll operate on your new organs. Mariella gave them to me."

I went to bed when I could barely stand it. It's difficult to gather strength and try to look strong. Adam came over to me. They shut the door and started to undress me. Adam gave at first injection on my arm, a powerful painkiller so I could suffer when they took out my clothes. I was feeling pretty limp soon and when they had gotten all the clothes off me, Charles got the cannula in place for me, and I could feel his energy carrying the medicine to my brain before everything went black.

Mimosa went to Mariella and Damon. "Are you ready to go to the Italian castle? I mean, after that... Mimi was there for three weeks, and I don't think she enjoyed it, but she told me there's a naughty fish there, so we could see if either of you could hear the fish talking. She was worried that our system was hacked as she took blood tests and Damien called. He could see those test results. "

Damon said, "What shape Mimi is, how badly did I let her down this time?"

Mimosa was silent. Damon sighed and whispered to himself. "Oh, that's bad. Fine, let's go to the castle then. "

Mariella said, "Fine, let's go there then."

They teleported into the castle, and Mariella felt the energy of the entire session still in the castle. It was perverted, sick, oppressive, lethal, so wrong as it could be. 

She said, "We need to, Damon, get this shit out of here, start putting things a bit differently. I'll invite a couple of witches from the magic house over."

Some nice witches and wizards had moved into the magic houses, and Mariella had gotten to know them and told them to spread the word about the houses. She'd get Giselle and Tammy. Both were talented witches, and both were immune to Damon.

Mimosa said, "I go check that fish first and then I can give you the ability, too. I could smell where Mimi was. "

Damon had gotten into medbay to see the results of Mimi's tests. She had taken them as guest so there had been no alert on his phone. This was something that needed to be prevented. He needed to know but then again, if he had known weeks ago, Mimi lying metalized up her eyes, seen all these results screaming about her pain and distress, he could not function almost. 

The witches went to cleanse the energies, and Mariella watched as Mimosa came out of one bedroom with her tail thick and her fur in a frizz. Mimosa walked stiffly, and Mariella sensed her fury.

She asked, "What is it to you, Mimosa?"

Mimosa said, "Fine, now you have to promise to be ready then. I will give you the ability to hear fish, and then I will take you to see it."

Mariella furrowed her brows. She was confused. How could some fish get Mimosa mad? Mimosa came to her, touched her with her nose, and Mariella could sense a new ability to open within her mind.

Mimosa gave her the ability, and she followed Mimosa. When she entered the room, the begging and admiring began, "Darling, when you are beautiful. Darling, please come closer. Oh darling, undress yourself. Oh darling, when we love you."

All the male guppies were in front of the aquarium and Mariella could see several of them had their tales bitten quite badly, too. 

Mariella laughed at the fucking machines. The suggestions began to escalate to the point where Mariella would have to go into the pool naked with her legs spread, and the fish would swim into her cunt. These were quite good with their vocabulary and female fishes just rolled their eyes, almost. 

Mimosa sat at the other end of the pool and said, "That knifefish, talk to him."

Mariella came and sat down on a nice divan, looked at the banded knifefish, and said, "What are you? Why you are mean to other fishes?"

The fish swam over and said " That's what you'd like to know. I am not a fish, not really. Go on over to Damon. That's where you belong. Just leave Mimi here to recover. Mimi belongs to me now. I have gotten her soul. She has such wonderful memories here. It is only a matter of time before she breaks and takes me to care for her. I am not that bad, not really, you see, there is no need for me to do all the time bad to Mimi. The love between her and Damon was the strongest weapon that could have destroyed me, but not anymore, so I am free to learn to love her. Help her. After all, I am Damon's identical twin, not so much the opposite as you want me to be. She taught Charles to love again. Why not me? She can and will teach me to love, too. I can be good. Her true husband."

Mariella was shocked.

Mimosa said, "Damien. That is Damien, and he sees pretty much everything from this aquarium. My theory is that those fucking machines are a little part of Damon and he hurts them. He weakens Damon. He lies, he lies, and he doesn't keep his promises. My theory about his obsession is that somehow Damon's love for Mimi, seeped into Damien, tainting him, corrupting him almost so obsession was born."

The fish laughed. " Wolf, good. You're slow but fine. This is my backup plan. How on earth did you think I would have caught Mimi otherwise? There at the gala. She had such a nice big aquarium in that very room where she was. I could see all of her pain, losing Damon. I am not sure if love tainted me. Why Can't I love too? I do have an obsession with Mimi, after all, I was with her for decades. There is a lot that I like in her. She is beautiful, funny, strong. This is a front-row seat, and now these little medical problems. Fish are damn good at making links like this, and when that wolf is in love with aquariums, then..."

Mariella stood up, her new rage now boiled over. She captured the fish with her energy and tore it apart.

She looked at Mimosa and said, "My wolf, we have work to do. We have to start looking for Damien out of the tanks. That was one creepy fish. It was lying through its teeth."

She went over to Damon, who had gotten the evil energy from the witches, and the witches were gone.

She wrapped herself around Damon and shivered for a second, then she said, "Damien has made links to the fish. We need to go and kill all of Damien's fish. That was a creepy fish."

Damon stiffened and stroked Mariella. He tried to calm her down, and then he gave her a flank, making her almost pass out.

He said, "Fine, let's go and unload a bit first, then."

They went into the bedroom, and Damon helped Mariella unload everything, just everything. They fucked for two days and then left.

Mimi was kept asleep for five weeks. She was so exhausted again that the nutrients didn't start to be absorbed immediately, and Charles was thinking about some kind of energy transfer, but Mimi was still too weak to absorb any energy. It took several weeks, three weeks to get those metals out and get that rash cleared out and both of them did arsenals of dental substances to prevent her from losing her straps. They weren't so good with their teeth as Damon would have been, but they did their very best.

Mariella, Damon, and Mimosa started going through the houses. They first teleported into the house, then opened the magic house if it hadn't already been opened, and looked through all the aquariums. It was not a nice job, but the result was Damien-free aquariums and a lot of lovely fishes too. 

There were surprises. Bran and Samuel were fish and several specimens of Katherine and Elena. Damon killed those fish personally. They were put there by Damien, warped versions that wanted to have Damon all to themselves. 

Bran and Samuel were left alone and put in their tanks. Bran had the marrok power, but that was now to do with the fish. He was now the marrok of the fish. Even Bran had done some nasty stuff to Mimi. He was now quite powerless to do anything. Just like Damon wanted to. Samuel fishes wanted to help other fishes heal and tried to help them.

Every night they fucked and unloaded all the bad stuff that had by then come out. Damien was everywhere, and Mariella often felt almost dirty, and it helped after killing them all day. They were so soulless. They talked about Mimi in a fashion that made something wake up inside Mariella, a sense and need to protect her. Well, Damon tried to tell her that once Mimi was okay, she might not want to be protected 

There were lots of lovely fish there too. Vampire plecos, which were vampires, and when you gave them a hand, they would drink blood and then float on their backs with their bellies full to enjoy themselves.

Damon told Mariella of a few times when he had been a tick. Once he had been a tick right after a shed session and Mimi had given him to Samuel to raise when she was so fucked up with him. Samuel had then turned him into a science project. Getting him into the tick, well that was all Wulfe. He told Mariella about Wulfe too and his brother who had gotten Mimi several times in the fight club ship and him too once in the arena to fight. 

They would then return to the house on Rhode Island where there was another wing, but now Damon didn't care so much about wings or anything else. He knew that once this job was done, they would be pretty keen on each other for quite a fucking long time. He had heard reports on Mimi but he could not help as they had got to clear these houses. It made him angry not to be there for her when possible. He felt so powerless. 

I woke up in Charles's arms again. He was awake and noticed me moving. He started stroking me. I was in bed, tired, weak, but safe. Charles looked like he had lost weight and he had a hard time this time.

He said, " Welcome back. You slept for seven weeks. It lasted almost two months. You weigh 38 kilos now, so if you don't start working right away..."

I lay on Charles' lap, and then he told me about the fish. The knifefish had been so creepy somehow. We were in a wing, and this was a refuge. This was one of our bedrooms, just for us two. I started to let my hands roam along Charles's chest, and I started to taste his neck.

I could feel his hands getting restless, too, and they started to undress me. He found my breasts and nipples and began to tease them, kissing them, chewing them, licking them. His fingers sank into my already wet pussy and began to fuck me, slowly at first, then at an ever-increasing pace. He grunted in my ear something about physiotherapy in bed and filling service, too. 

His other hand took me by the throat, and his grip was certainly not loose. I could feel myself not breathing, but I was still trying to breathe. He had now twisted into a better position and took his fingers out of my cunt.

I pulled my legs together as he started to get on top of me.

He grunted fucking hot and said, " Little bitch spread 'em, or I'll spread 'em for you."

But this little bitch was naughty and kept her legs together.

I felt him press his tight, strong thigh between my legs, and he grabbed my thighs with one hand and moved my leg to the side. I could feel his hot hard cock already against me, and I knew it was about to sink into my pussy mercilessly, hard, and brutal.

I ached at the thought. I was somehow very horny and ready for this to happen. A huge glans began to sink between my pussy lips, and I felt myself stretching so that it burned, but the pleasure was there with it. The grip on my throat tightened, and his cock thrust inside me quickly and mercilessly.

He pushed it triumphantly to the bottom and said, "The little bitch is now cock-full as a little bitch should be. Now the little bitch is going to get a good fucking."

He started to push me hard, and hot, and he pulled out almost all the way. He used his strength and body weight to control me completely. I could feel my climax starting to approach, and he was pushing deeper and deeper into my womb already. I came hard, and he was still holding my throat.

Then he let go of my neck and captured my hands. We kissed fiercely and possessively, and he bit into me with his marks all over me. Surprisingly, many of Damon's marks were still left, but Charles always bit right next to them and meant his bite. Those bites stung for a long time too.

He licked them, and the flood he finally deposited inside me was one lovely wave after another of his thick, warm cream of lust nourishing me and nurturing me. I felt his cock inside me all the time as he fucked me again immediately after the flood had always stopped.

We had moved into one of the larger bedrooms here in the wing and gotten the Hauptmann in on the job too. This naughty little bitch had quite a few times a big thick cock in both her orifices at the same time, and I just felt like giving it a go.

Now I was back to being a wild little bitch, the sex beast. We had been fucking for a week. I noticed it when I went to the bathroom and looked at my phone. I also took a shower. It felt lovely. Warm water cleansed me and I had several Charles's bought shower soaps and I chose rose scented that I washed myself with. I dried my hair on a towel, and I had still my bathrobe on. I was not sure if there were men left for me. When I came back, we had Mimosa join us and already got a hard ride from Adam. I did not see Charles right away anywhere. 

Charles was looking at me from the bathroom door, and I hadn't even noticed he had entered it.

He said in a dangerously sexy low voice, " Did the little bitch have permission to take a shower? Come on, little bitch, and you'll get your punishment. I did not permit you to use that scent too. Naughty bitch. You need to be punished. "

I walked slowly with my bathrobe and said, "I'm not asking permission, Cornick, but if you want to have more fun, go ahead. I'm all ready girl. I was in the mood to have a shower, and this rose scent was quite nice on my skin. "

Charles came up to me and slammed me against the bathroom wall.

He started to strangle me again and, with one hand, undid the belt of my bathrobe and took it off. He pressed himself against me, trapping me against the wall with his own hard, muscular body, and said, "You little bitch needs excellent control. A little bitch never learns. Let's see how rough I need to be with you. "

I got quite wet from this dominance, and he could smell me clearly enough. 

He released his grip on my neck, turned me against the wall, pulled my hands behind my back, and put an energy grip on them. I felt the hand wander into my pussy, and he pushed three fingers in and started to finger fuck me.

He was all over me. I was clinging helplessly and coming so hard I doubted my legs would hold after that. Orgasm waves ran through me, and I gasped as I felt my pussy lapping and clenching around Charles's relentless fingers.

He guided me to the floor and took me violently from behind. I was on my knees, and he ruthlessly penetrated my pussy and fucked me so hard and violently that when I came, I almost collapsed on the floor, powerless. He kept my hands behind my back, strangled me, choked me, break my ribs too. He kept his control and thought not to go there where we would be too wild as Mimosa was in the room. 

The little bitch got his cock in both her holes from Charles, and we fucked all over the room. Adam and Mimosa were on the bed, and then we were all over the place. He kept me under him. He let it out, and he wanted to own me, and show me how much stronger he was. He filled me up with a very thick bump and lots of it; he needed to fill me.

We had finally ended up in bed, and there seemed to be no end to my fervor. Then I realized I hadn't been out for ages and switched my energy to lust. Pretty fucking powerful stuff, and now I understood why no one gets anything done but fucked. My lust had been boosted by my illness. It was not just lust for sex, but lust for revenge, lust for retribution. Lust for killing Damien, too. 

We eventually ended up in bed with Charles and continued there with equal fervor. We fucked wildly, uninhibited. Nothing was too much for me, not the pace, not the power, or the will. We were not too violent, but Charles tried to get me to unload something from inside me. So soon I started to feel the power building up inside me, more and more and more, and I knew that when I came, this power would burst out of me like a tsunami.

Charles saw something in my expression, grabbed me by the throat again, and controlled me so that my climax would be as big as possible. I felt like a tremendous orgasm took over me, and I exploded into atoms. This power burst out of me like an explosion. I felt the power inside me go out in all directions like a tremendous wave, and I saw it hit Adam and Mimosa, who went wild.

Charles flooded his sex cream inside me, biting my shoulder the whole time, marking me as his own the whole time. Then I felt its power return to me and run through my body, igniting me and Charles again into an equal fervor.

Charles looked at me with eyes black with lust and said, "Quite a wave of lust you unleashed. I wonder what Salvatores liked?"

I didn't care, as I had to be allowed to continue. Nothing was too much as my lust wave returned to me, making me even more horny.