36. Another Day in a Paradise.

Mariella said to Damons. "The little bitch is pretty fucking happy by herself in the sauna. What do you say we go disturb his perfect state of being a bit and make it less perfect?"

Number One looked at Mariella and said, " What do you have in mind? I don't think there's any point in us going to fuck at the same time while the lady just goes away."

Mariella smiled and said, " No, I'll go over there and challenge the lady. A simple challenge. Which one of us can take the longest to handle Damon? Two women, two you. The goal is to make the lady feel pretty damn uncomfortable."

Number one laughed and said, "You're a naughty girl. You know us. You can't get away from our treatment when you get into it. You're going to make a lady fuck for a couple of days. "

Mariella nodded. She said, "It will do you both a lot of good. Not always with just Charles and Adam. After all, you're a husband, and you have a right to Mimi's body. Use that right. And Damon, let that connection happen. Let Mimi know everything and see if you can make things right between you."

Damon was silent for a moment and said, " Well, let's see if the lady will at least agree first."

Mariella smiled confidently. Yes, she will get one little bitch challenged and oh, well then off we go, and Damon will put on Mimi's bathrobe.

A small payment for those jeans of Damon that she was wearing. Let's see if you can learn, missy. Mariella kissed both of them hard and then got out of the tub.

She said, "I'll let you know when you can come."

The Damons went into the shower.

I was calmly planning everything that was to come on the show when the sauna door opened and Mariella walked into the sauna.

She looked at my pillows and said, "There aren't any more of those anywhere, are there?"

I said, " No, these are always my own, every sauna I've got them for."

Mariella came and took one of my pillows and went to the deck the same way I did.

She said, "I would swear that you won't be able to take any more of Damon's treatment until you start begging. It's been so long since your last decent session you don't have the stamina anymore. I know Charles doesn't play that kind of game much, but Damon can torture for so long it's almost a physical pain to make you come. Although I don't know if you've ever had anything like that done to you."

I looked at Mariella for a moment and said, "What are you getting at? Damon doesn't want me. He wants you."

Mariella laughed hoarsely and said, "How about a little race? There are two of us and two Damons out there. Which one of you can last longer with Damon before you start begging? I can tell you right now, I'm going to win."

I looked at Mariela for a moment and thought, "You girl, you didn't realize how fucking good you just challenged me."

I said, " Game on. Go ahead. I'll show you what a creature that exploits energy can do, what a little chaos can do."

Mariella looked at me and said, "Fine. I'll invite the men over. They can do whatever they want to us. Are you ready for that?"

I nodded, and as I thought about it, I started to get wet.

Damon was pleased when Mariella said to him in her head, "Miss is tuned up, challenged and it was already starting to smell like strawberry and champagne in here. Mature miss, you can come."

He was ready to show Mimi once again that he shouldn't always leave him out of the equation.

Yes, he knew it himself that Mariella was the one who usually got his attention but if he could encourage Mimi, even to try to seduce him sometimes or be available. Well, as long as he now goes and shows his wife what sex a la Salvatore is like.

I was lying on the deck when the Damons came in, and number one walked up to me and said, " Don't move. I can tie you up with energy, but let's see how long you last?"

He came up next to me and we fucking kissed hard. I didn't touch him, but he pulled my head towards him and took a firm grip on my hair as we kissed.

Oh, that's how keen we are. He kept going down as we stopped kissing in between. I just had to empty his tongue completely, and it did light my pussy as fully as could be. Then he nipped my neck and bit down on my alpha mark hard. I felt my mark start to tingle.

He continued his journey to my breasts and nibbled, licked teasingly until my nipples were on full display and stiff, red, ready, and sensitive. He rubbed my breasts, squeezing them just, so that we were again on the verge of pain and pleasure.

He wandered down again, his fingers still playing with my nipples. He kissed every square inch of my skin, nipping at times, even so hard that my skin broke and I could feel him licking away the drops of blood.

He approached my pelvic region, and I restrained myself from lifting it up and offering my pussy directly into his mouth. He changed positions after a time of teasing, kissing my lower abdomen, my thighs, and stroking, but he hadn't gone there yet.

He was now moving around between my legs and looking at me hotly. Then he took and spread my thighs wide open and went straight to lie between my legs. He began to blow, gently teasing, stroking with his fingers as he did so. I could feel him binding me with energy now in place and licking me once.

I took a deep breath. I hadn't even looked to see how Mariella was doing, and Damon continued his licking and nibbling. He knew how to tease my clit with his mouth incredibly well, and he knew when I was coming, and then he always stopped for a moment, moving on to tease through the insides of my thighs.

I looked to my side, and Mariella and the two had disappeared somewhere. But I didn't have to think about it anymore as Damon fucked me with his tongue slowly, pushing his tongue as deep as he could and then dragging it out, always hitting my g-spot. And he wouldn't let me come.

He stepped up the pace, the force of the g-spot stimulation all the way to the limit that I was about to come, and no, I couldn't come. He stood up at last and looked at me, licking his lips like a cat.

He said, " Naughty little bitch is starting to learn, good. You can't come without permission. What does the little bitch need now?"

I looked at my husband fiercely and said, " Let me come, fuck me. Take me."

Damon tilted his head as he thought about it and said, "Let's see, does the little bitch have her special bedroom for us? No fucks, great?"

I had. It was supposed to be Damon's and my bedroom. I had done it at one gig a long time ago and hadn't unpacked it. It had all of Damon's stuff in it, from his clothes down.

I said, "I've got it, one room if it's good enough for the Master?"

Damon said, "Fine, let's go then. The little bitch is going naked, and I'll take that new bathrobe you bought me in India."

I got up from the rack as Damon let me down for a moment, and I didn't even notice as he grabbed my hands, pulled them behind my back, and cuffed them.

He said, " Little bitch understands little bitch is now my property."

I nodded. Yes, the little wet bitch understood. Damon took me, tied up, into the shower and rinsed my cunt thoroughly. And dried it so hard I almost came. Almost was the idea of the day, apparently.

He put on my bathrobe, and it fit him just right. It did look fucking good on Damon, and he directed me ahead of him to walk. When we came downstairs from the basement, Adam, Charles Mariella, and Two and the wolves were eating.

Mariella said to number one in her head, "Remember honey, that bathrobe gives you the motivation to teach."

Damon growled at Mariella in his head, "And Miss was mildly irritated about it. Did you know Mimi had once bought a wardrobe of quality clothes for Charles, custom-made clothes? And she never bought me anything. Never, and I know she's bought clothes for Adam too. And they've bought for Mimi."

Mariella nodded. She remembered when Damon had found that wardrobe, and they had been great clothes. And even to this day, Mimi hasn't bought Damon any clothes. If Damon would start teaching Mimi again, maybe she'd understand how to buy clothes for someone other than Adam and Charles.

Since Mariella knew that Mimi almost regularly bought them things from her road trips and other gigs or just for fun, Charles had told her himself when Mariella had taken care of her one morning after the fight club. Charles was just leaving for the club.

We walked naked in front of the entire crowd, and I said, " We can take the lift. It's on the top floor, the 7th floor."

Damon said, "Nope, the little bitch is getting stair training. Start pressing."

We walked up seven flights of stairs and came to the top floor. At the top of the stairs, there was a corridor going off in both directions, and we went right, went to the end of the corridor. From there, Damon opened one door when I showed him, revealing a short corridor, after which we almost entered a lobby.

We went across the lobby, and there were double doors. We first went through the double doors, and this was the living room. This place was a private suite or apartment, and I didn't know who had lived here at one time.

But I had made this for us. There were flower columns, shelving, and empty ones, and I showed the big red door to my right. He opened the door, and we stepped in. There was a big bed, pink, passionfruit yellow, purple, and black gold.

Damon released his hold on me and walked across the room. He was all quiet, and I wondered if he was going to walk out of here scared or what. He was opening cupboards and drawers. There had actually been some jeans and shirts bought, as I had found no loose clothes to bring at the time. I'd realized in return that Damien hadn't put up with me buying him clothes.

I do remember a couple of times when I was taught a lesson about not buying clothes—two shed sessions. And I didn't think it was right to buy Damon clothes anymore these days when things between us were what they were.

Damon said to Mariella in his head, " Again, I went wrong. I didn't know Damien had done two shed sessions when Mimi had bought him clothes. This apartment is decorated for us, for Mimi and me, and I just snapped that thought out of her head when I realized she had bought me clothes. Now, darling, I don't know if I can go on. But this room. I want to keep this, but I don't know if I can consecrate it now. This was such a big surprise. "

Mariella sighed. Of course. It just couldn't be done, but she couldn't make Damon do it either.

Damon came to me and untied me.

He said, "Sorry, this will not work, but please, don't interfere in this room. I'm willing to dedicate it to one day, but not now. And I'm sorry about the shed session. Nothing would have made me happier than for you to buy me some clothes. Could you keep this room?"

I nodded.

It was no trouble since I wasn't the one going to be there. I went to the wardrobe, got one of the dressing gowns from there, and teleported away.

I went to one bedroom and picked up another comforter. It seemed to help. I got my emotions under control again and now I swore I was on the European job and at work—no more distractions.