I stayed upstairs for the rest of the day and in the evening Damon came in. He said. " Baby, what's wrong? You came up here and you haven't come out since. What's the matter? " I sighed and said. "That's because I'm not sure if I should tell you this or not. It's just that this is the kind of thing that I don't know what's going to happen. I don't." Damon came and sat down next to me and said " Come on. Let me see if I can help. "

I thought to myself "Oh fuck yes you can help but is that kind of help wise I don't know," I said "My cat side is the problem, I think I'm in heat. And according to Colin, if you're at the same stage then he's not guaranteeing that this won't lead to results." Damon looked at me for a moment and said " Well, breeding, insemination, right? Kittens?" I nodded. I continued " He didn't know why this was coming on and there may not be another one for a long time, but you see my problem." Damon was silent and frowned. His phone beeped and he said "I have to go Bran needs to talk to you. Let's get back to this yeah, how rough are you?" I shook my head, I wasn't hurt, I was just as super horny as can be.

He left and I concentrated on the fleas with everything I could muster, but no, I couldn't get my head together in a way that was worth getting involved. I lay in bed and took care of myself a couple of times, showered again, and tried to read. I don't know what time it was when Damon came back and hugged me and gave me a flank. I felt my thoughts get fuzzy and my arousal took a back seat for a moment. He started undressing me and himself, always giving me the flank so that I was pretty damn drugged.

He went to sit on the bed in a good position and lifted me onto his cock and plunged it deep into my cunt and started fucking. It felt unbelievably good and the flanks started to disappear from my head as the heat took over. Damon set the pace and the force as he penetrated deep over and over again and I came three times before I felt the wonderful thick hot juices start to bathe my insides.

I lay against Damon as he flooded inside me, he said " Good girl, you just stay there and you just breed real good, just breed and feel how I am going to breed you." Even though I knew this was not really wise the feeling was incredible. That need was momentarily satisfied and I wanted to be full I wanted Damon to come inside me over and over again.

We cummed all night long. He was breeding me and I was receiving the sperm. He was breeding me and I almost felt the need to be pregnant. And the need didn't want to end. On the way to breakfast, I got myself under control because I was completely filled with Damon's sperm. I knew this wasn't a filler. This is sperm, his sperm. And my uterus was teeming with it. And I didn't care.

We ate breakfast and Damon went to his bimbo land, I wandered outside and as long as Damon's stuff was inside me, I was satisfied. Samuel came over and said to me. " Now we are going to medbay and I am going to sterilize your cat side temporarily. Damon can't get your eggs out yet and that will only lead to uterine infection and the heat won't ease until well, you're pregnant or it'll be a while before the reproductive cycle is over. And knowing you, it might not be over. " I followed Samuel because he was making sense. He put me to sleep almost as soon as I could even sit on the edge of the bed.

Samuel got Mimi to sleep and took her to the operating room. He removed the cat's womb, which was stuffed to the brim, and put silver clips in it so it wouldn't grow back. The same with the wolf's womb, which was also growing. It also got silver clips. He did this without hesitation, knowing that at some point at least the wolf's womb would fall off. This would not affect the mimosa's heat in any way and Samuel knew that the mimosa was capable of being separated from the mimosa for considerable periods of time. It might be possible to have the greatest part of the heat if she was planning such a thing now.

I woke up in the medbay and Samuel explained how I can't get the heat for any length of time now and the first feeling was relief. For some reason, it was a relief. Of course, when my heat has been pretty wild I don't always get the heat. Samuel had tied up most of the cat hormones and I was grateful for that, I still wasn't a nun but now maybe I could shower and use the shower head for what it was meant for.

Once my heat was gone Damon concentrated on entertaining our guests and didn't come up to bed again because apparently I wasn't worth it, never mind. I did my thing and went out to eat. I started to have a full-blown headache and it made me irritable. I tried to do flea stuff and be down sometimes but no one paid any attention to me now I was sterilized.

That's how you see the value of women. We are nothing but wombs and when there is no such thing then we are air. That didn't bother me as such. The guests had now been there for a little over a week and although I had not seen anyone fucking the guests directly, I had my own strong suspicions about it.

My headache wouldn't go away and then my eating started to suffer, as I felt that the food just wouldn't go down. It wasn't until Bran announced, after 10 days of guests, that we were having a small party, with everyone in New Orleans partying all the time. That's when I started to suspect I was being poisoned. Oh fuck. So I went to medbay and had my blood tested. I calculated that I'd been without a uterus for a week now and the symptoms have been coming on slowly, so I've probably been poisoned the whole time they found out I didn't have a uterus.

The party would start tonight and it would be nice to know what and how badly. I'll get rid of the poison eventually but when I didn't eat and then it starts to affect one thing or another so damn quickly. Damon wasn't off at any point so I could have asked him. So I went to medbay and got a broad-spectrum tox screen.

The result was staggering and it was then that I actually realised how incredibly resilient I am. The aconitum was 15 times more than my blood had ever measured. Mercury and a few other metals were found and I knew that was the reason I wasn't eating. Then there were herbs and other things in a startlingly wide range.

I printed out the results for myself and retired upstairs to think of the best solution. I had proof, in part, that I had been poisoned, but how and by whom. Time to spy. I filled the kitchen with little cameras that not just anyone would find. Then we'll just wait and see if our poisoner shows up.

The end result was amusing, like something out of a movie. All the women in the visiting flock would go and poison someone with my food or drink and it often seemed that they didn't know that someone else was already poisoning me for a week, even the alpha female. I had good evidence but the party would start in a couple of hours.

First I had to make myself feel better and so we have a party and people come. Let's drink human blood and get the toxins out of our system. All by myself. We don't need Salvatore for this. I was getting ready to go out and party. The downstairs was about to fill up and the name of the game was to go and drink from as many people as you could and then we'd go upstairs and sweat it all out with human blood.

I had come up with the plan all by myself, not Mirella. When I did it myself. This would be the simplest way and the way I would help myself. Because I had no doubt when I went downstairs that the men were doing whatever it was they were doing at the party. And my poisoners would certainly not assume that I would be in party shape.

I put on a minidress, which made me look pretty good, though. Hair up and good make-up so no one would even notice I'd been poisoned. I wonder if it was a pack of strangers that gave me the cat heat. Did I somehow feel threatened and wanted to tie Damon to me? Like I said, I'm weird. I waited half an hour and then went downstairs. The party was in full swing and I wasn't even looking for men, I was on the prowl.

I went up to the first young man and had a quick word with him. " Did you know I'm part vampire, I can drink you very naughty, I can make you come." The man looked at me for a moment, as confident and cocky as can be he said " Sure, you can drink from me, but you're not going to get me off, I have pretty good self-control, unless you want to go to the bedroom?" I smiled and said, " We'll see about that after I've had a drink."

I pushed him against the wall and just sank my teeth into his flesh and drank very naughtily and held him still as a victim. I drank a couple of liters and then let him go. The man's pants were wet. I smiled and walked away. I knew I had to drink and drink a lot so I patiently continued to prey. I was pretty good at this and of course, the general atmosphere and the booze helped.

Damon sat in his armchair sipping his bourbon, he wasn't about to fuck anyone now, it wasn't that kind of time. He'd been patient with the visiting pack and God knows Bran had tried to get him to fuck those women. Finally, he had taken and slammed Bran against the wall with his eyes black, teeth bared, and said " Now you stop this fucking pimping or I'll take you and you know where. Was it such a special experience that I have to teach you again?" Bran had been silent and said " You don't have to interfere with those women I just thought now that Mimi has been sterilized you might need some ..." Damon had held Bran against the wall for a moment and then broken a couple of his ribs.

Now he was tired and wished the visiting pack would leave. Now he and Mimi would leave for the Azores as soon as possible. But then he started to look a little closer, when he saw Mimi walking among the people and seducing them, no, Mimi was preying. but Mimi wasn't drinking human blood now. Had she been so bloodthirsty that her mystery blood supply wasn't here after all? Damon got up from his chair and went to see what on earth his wife was up to. He had now watched the half-hour in which Mimi had drunk five people, five men, in a very naughty way.

I was about to prey on another victim when a firm grip on my arm stopped me in my tracks and Salvatore asked " What the hell are you doing? Eating people and why?" I sighed and thought why? I turned to my husband and said "Because I need their blood, that's why, calm down I'm not killing anyone, I'm just taking a cleansing. I'll be done in a minute and I'll be out of here and upstairs so you can get on with whatever it is you're doing."

Damon furrowed his brow and said "Why do you need a cleanse, whatever the reason, miss, now go upstairs, in fact we both will and then you can explain to me what the fuck this was all about. Are you perhaps making a pack of men of yourself again?" I sighed and released Damon's grip, I felt like I could do something with this amount of blood and it looked like enough was enough.

So far no normal aconitum binders were working for me anymore, sometimes they had but they didn't work anymore, that's what you get when you're unique enough. I started walking upstairs and to my surprise, Damon was walking beside me, that's what a prison guard is supposed to be like and he's probably watching to make sure I don't come down again. Well, I'm not going to be a comer anytime soon. I was really starting to feel the cleansing effect of human blood and I knew I'd probably start sweating herbs and metals hopefully out soon.