Then the opening day came and I had chosen my outfit of a skirt and shirt and a light jacket to go with it. My skirt was dark blue and my silk shirt was a lighter version of that. I had blonde semi-long hair again and I thought I'd just put a headband on to hold it back a bit. I had on my Cucci shoes, the exact color of my skirt and I had put a choker around my neck.

I had been to a few clubs with Adam and Charles and I thought it was a nice touch. It was a bit of our thing again. I considered putting on a chain belt but then didn't bother as my chain belts always required a partner and now my husbands were doing heat as I said, there would be a short opening ceremony where I would cut the ribbon but I wouldn't have to say a word.

A very good thing because I'm not that keen on public speaking. I left in my own car, which was equipped for the long trip. I thought I would fly to Hawaii at some point and see an island or a big house there.

I arrived at the opening ceremony an hour before the ceremony so I could then get ready for my seat and get a good seat before the whole front row was taken. There was a pretty cool sign for the Mimi Salvatore research center for Supernaturals. It was still in gold font, sophisticated but credible and I really hoped that this would be useful to many people.

I hadn't got my results yet, they promised them in six months if they could get some benchmarks so they could do a broader analysis. But I had in my mind and I was thinking that this is the place to go from time to time to test yourself. I was watching what the researchers were up to when a voice behind me said " Hello baby, you're on your own to represent, well don't worry." I was surprised when Damon spoke. He'd had a pretty bad attitude about the whole research facility and thought it was a waste of money. I turned around and looked.

Damon was wearing a dark red satin shirt, again with sloppily rolled-up sleeves, black leather trousers, and a gold-colored belt. He looked at me and said " You must have a husband to represent you even if the two of them are stuck in a rut, come on we still have time baby"

He grabbed my hand and started to take me with him. I said, "Where are we going and to do what?" He turned to look and said softly "I don't tell you surprises in advance baby, come on. " He took me over to one of the goddamn trucks and opened the side door and said " Go on in there, we'll get some peace and quiet before the opening, it's got everything we need, baby, you'll see." fine. Does the gentleman have some new seduction truck or something?

He was quite the cutie though and my clothes were easy to take off and as I said, we had time yet. It was dark in the car and I got in. I could feel Damon behind me, closing the door. Then he grabbed me and turned on the light and said " Now baby, you better think about your own behavior and hard. That is if a lady means anything to you."

In the middle of the car was a silver cage in which the lady lay, either sedated or asleep. Damon said, " For now she's just a little sedated, as you can see, but for how long is up to you." Damon dragged me to one of the chairs bolted to the floor and sat me down, and again handcuffed me. I knew that I would have to wait now for him to show me how he handled the lady and then see what happened next. The thing that makes it challenging is that this is a telepath and literally reads my mind now I had to let the reactions come again and be unpredictable.

Damon still tied me from my chest to the chair and likewise, he tied my legs. Then he took my choker off and put it on the table. He said " Now you will have a little operation and then we will see how you decide to behave, but let me show you. You are going to have a collar like the one the lady has, you see there is a steel collar here. This is connected to her neck and her spinal cord. The spinal cord gets electricity, the neck room gets medicine.

Now in that drip bag, there's a medicine that you're familiar with, I know Mirella copied my instructions and you can see that this is a strong anesthetic that'll work on you. As you can see, it's also stronger than normal, about ten times stronger. And you also know you don't need it even in a dilute solution, even a milliliter. But how lady? Here's the remote control. The red one gives you the electricity and the green one gives you the medicine. I'll fit you with the exact same collar with the same medicine, except I'll hide the collar under your skin, and that choker of yours will help. Now here's the thing. There is only one of these remotes and this one controls both. So if you decide to be naughty so you need either electricity or medicine, the lady gets it every time too. Is that clear?" I nodded. He took a shot and said, "I'll put you down for a while while I set up the collar, but we'll make it to the opening just fine, oh baby, while I'm waiting to press that control." Then he put the needle in my vein and pushed the plunger. I blacked out.

Damon put Mimi on her back by tipping the back of the chair down, he spread Mimi's legs and took off her panties. Now he didn't want to reproduce but wanted to dominate and enjoy. Bran had said to Damon "You are an old and strong creature. You have seen the potential in Mimi and want to test if she is truly worthy of you, that is why you do what you do to Mimi. Accept it and don't fight it and you will be easier on yourself. When you give yourself permission to always enjoy yourself properly then yes you can be with Mimi normally, and one day when the part of you that is testing Mimi inside you has realized that Mimi is really worthy of you, then that thing might go away. It's okay Damon, go ahead. You've made an energy umbrella in case Mimi can't take it and Mimi can't die. You're actually strengthening Mimi."

He visualized the cervix and inserted a spreader into it and opened Mimi's cervix. He inserted a thin tube and connected it to a jelly tank and let the jelly begin to drain into Mimi's uterus. The jelly was a sedative jelly, but it needed an activator to work. Damon was going to fill Mimi full of this jelly so that Mimi would feel the jelly all day and then he would administer the activator as needed. He fitted a collar and put a medicine bag which was a three-deciliter drip bag, on Mimi's lower back with tape to cover Mimi's jacket and blouse well. When Mimi's uterus was completely full of jelly. Damon was still gelling her bowels full of jelly. Then he turned Mimi on her stomach for a moment and put so much copper in both kidneys that they were immediately destroyed but did not send out the multiplying enzyme. He turned her over on her back and filled her bladder with a sedative jelly. The aim was to make her feel not-so-pleasant enough to start using up her resources. Mimi was in good shape and he was going to enjoy himself properly.

He had filled her pussy to the brim with soothing jelly. It would stay hard even inside Mimi until he gave the activator, then the jelly would soften somewhere. He inserted the cannula into Mimi's abdominal aorta and it was under her shirt but so that Damon could get the activator into it and the effect would be immediate. Soon Mimi would wake up and he would tell her what the situation was.

I was hurt. It was the first thing that came to my mind and slowly I started to pinpoint where everywhere. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom and my bladder would burst in a second. There was a dull ache in my stomach which told me that my uterus had been treated. I hoped this wasn't another fucking reproductive frenzy. My back was hurt on both sides and they were apparently my kidneys.

My stomach felt full. I could feel the collar on my neck even though it was inside my skin. I opened my eyes. Damon said " Good we have another fifteen minutes so you'll get used to your new condition which will take some time. You've been gelled. It's a sedative jelly, but it's not on yet. I've gelled your uterus all over it, your pussy, your bladder, and your bowels. You've had that collar put on and a cannula put in your abdominal aorta. Now it depends on how you behave and either you get this." He hit the electricity and the pain ripped through my body and I saw my lady arched under the force of the electricity. "Or this." I felt my head go cloudy and the lady sighed and was silent, I could see how slowly she was breathing now.

Damon said "I activate that jelly then whenever I need to and it only starts to melt when I activate it, I don't know where it does it from. Now I'm going to untie you and we're going to start going to the party place, I'm sure you can behave yourself."

We started to leave for the party venue and my bladder was racked, my kidneys were apparently destroyed or non-functioning. The jelly in my pussy made me want to walk with my legs spread and my bowels and uterus ached and pressured. Damon walked beside me and I held on to him and together we opened the center and walked.

I saw Bran was there and he just watched as Damon gently nodded. Bran knew what this was going to do and he just looked away. Oh fuck I was getting pissed off but that's when I start to gather my rage so well. Damon took the end of the cannula and put a syringe in it and emptied it in there. My head immediately went cloudy and the grip of my rage slipped away. Damon said, " Next time you try to take your rage out again we'll have some electricity."

I decided to behave and we wandered around and chatted, the Centre was surprisingly crowded with people already testing themselves and there was an appointment desk where it seemed to be busy.

Damon said "Well at least it's nothing to be ashamed of as it's under the Salvatore name, the good vision you've got there baby, you've behaved yourself, I don't think the sedative will come off that easily.'"

He had now given me three more doses of the activator and I was feeling really, really badly sedated, in exactly the wrong way. I felt that the jelly hadn't really melted anywhere yet and being in constant pain was tiring my already drugged state. Damon watched carefully to see if I brought any of my rage out at any point.

By the time it was evening, we had been in the Montreal mansion for hours, though I remembered nothing of the drive. Damon said " The lady will get off, don't worry about it. Bran will go and release her when I send him the message. Just behave yourself." I hoped the lady was all right. Damon said as it was 9 pm and some of the guests had already left. "Come on, we can start to leave." He gave the activator more now and my legs started to go under me.

Damon supported me by the waist and helped me into the back of the car again on my side then he took more activator again, connected it to my cannula, and started pushing on the piston, my consciousness started to shut down as Damon watched me as the piece of meat and wet dog properly stank. Eventually, darkness came.

After Damon had activated one more syringe of jelly even after Mimi had passed out, he was satisfied and knew that Mimi was now harmless. He set off driving and they arrived at the airport. Once they were on the plane and the plane was in the air he sent Bran a text message about the location of the lady and the collar.

He didn't take the collar away from Mimi. This would always be better controlled. He had stripped her naked and left her in the room to cool down. They arrived and Damon lifted his still-unconscious wife into the car. Her eye moved from side to side and she still didn't respond to any stimuli. He had now taken care of that. Almost all the jelly had melted from inside Mimi by the time he'd kept her on the activator drip for the entire 12-hour flight.

Damon drove up and carried Mimi to the shed, tying her naked to the steel table. He started getting the place ready and waited for Mimi to wake up. He'd warm up the equipment, check the reservoirs, and make sure everything was in place, but he didn't plan. He liked to improvise, put Mimi where he wanted her, and experiment with what would do and how bad the damage would be. It was always a surprise when he opened the machine or it went off.

Whether Mimi would get better and how well. Some devices were surprisingly effective at getting damage quickly, but he didn't use them as much as he wanted the pain to last. That Mimi would find out how he'd overcome her, completely.

I was tied to a steel table in spiked shackles, I could still feel the collar around my neck and these were spring shackles so I couldn't get my arm free. Also, my arms were as straight next to me as they could be with some tape around my chest and waist holding my body in place.

Once I had managed to drag myself down a little I could get some relief from my wrists. Damon walked over to me and said "Awake, finally. As you can see, all the jelly has been used up but I decided to keep that collar on you, I've switched to it for dripping metals though, I don't want you sleeping all the time. We'll start in half a minute as soon as you're properly awake and baby, please take the rage out, you're going to need it. As you can see, I've put all the necessary barriers in place."

He put me on the herb stabber first and said " A little pre-treatment only, the peculiarity is that there are symptoms dropped in with those herbs, and gosh I can't tell you how much and what, but they don't come on full blast. They're just kind of a nuisance later on. " Oh, it hurts enough when dozens of blades are destroying my stomach and my intestines and why do I have to listen to that explanation? Oh fuck when I take my rage out and immediately this fucking stabber does nothing.

I've been through worse. I started determinedly trying to detach myself and no. Then Damon came up to me and looked at me and said " Oh you've got your rage on very well already. You're going on the next device." He turned off the fucking stupid stabber and when I was ready. He came up to me and took the fucking remote and pushed the red button until I was completely powerless and my muscles wouldn't obey at all.

Then he untied me and took me to another table and tied my arms now straight at my sides and my legs spread wide. He said "Let's see what this thing does then. Don't worry the symptoms will start in 24 hours or so. I'm going to put some more metals in here while I'm at it. Again, I don't know what's in these bags, it's not written on them. "

He hung up the stupid fucking bag and apparently put some kind of device on it. Blades and knives started coming out of the ceiling and they started slashing me randomly there were pistons under my back and they started beating my spine and back. Fucking Salvatore tied me to this table again so tightly that I could feel the pistons and hard.

Then the next device was one that came with thin blades that would sink deep and then open up like a flower and spin inside me for a while and slowly retract to close so that the blades could tear my insides before the spikes were out. I began to feel symptoms and my rage began to wear off.

Damon knew how to annoy me the most, to make me try to escape, to try to break free, to electrocute me so that I was fucking helpless when no muscle worked. Time began to lose its meaning again as device after device bruised, and tore, I had metal feeling and vague symptoms ranging from a fever to aches and pains all over my body.

He put me in stretching so hard that every major joint was torn out of place and almost tore my limbs off he put me in various stabbers, cutters, bruisers, and beaters, and every time good thing he didn't give me a grade on how well I was healing. Then there was always rest in between lying on some kind of pallet with a thin mattress. I could feel my blood soaking into the mattress. Damon would always come and sit next to me and brush my hair off my forehead so that I would eventually start to back away when it was so wrong.

He said " You'll be fine, even this baby will make you stronger, you'll see. See Bran said it to me. it's so much easier for me when I'm not denying who or what I am. I am what I am and this is what I want to do for you now and enjoy. Why should I suffer and deny my own nature, I'm not good and I don't want people to think of me, or you baby, as good because I don't want to live up to those expectations. " He touched me and looked for the sore spots, properly rubbed them, and again I started to pull away quietly when he tried to touch me. And he was pleased.

But the wet dog just stank and he showed no empathy or mercy as he again dragged me to device after device to torture me. And then there was always this really creepy stroking, squeezing torture where he would say equally creepy things. Now he had moved on to describing my injuries and how they were healing, how long it was going to take, how I was going to last.

He said " You've now been 8 weeks, two months and you're getting pretty much finished, those symptoms took everything out of you, but as you can see, the salt water baths took the symptoms away, although I think it must have hurt quite a lot when you couldn't really stay conscious. But come on baby, let's walk again, let's see if you can come and get something to eat, not that I know if your organs are working, but I'll just sit up and come on, let's walk. " I was so tired, I'm lucky I stayed awake and he kept dragging me to sit up and walk.

I could never walk to the table even though I could smell and see the bump, even the feeding liquid, but no, I always ran out of strength and lay on the floor before Damon carried me to another bath that burned like acid, they were herbal baths, they just had the wrong herbs in them that I couldn't stand.

Then he said "I think you're ready now, you lasted another two weeks but now we'll go to the pack house and I'll see that you start to slowly recover, it's time to get you better again. " He lifted me into his arms and I was unconscious for most of the journey as I didn't have the strength to stay awake eventually I realized he was already carrying me to the pack house and we went into the cellar.

He put me in a cage on a mattress and said "Here's a good blanket so it's not cold and I'll put a bump on the drip, I'll come and see you all the time. That way you'll slowly start to recover" He put a big bag of his stuff in the drip and I didn't even know if I was circulating or not. He put a thick blanket over me and gave me a few pillows to sleep under and then closed the cage door. He walked away.

The bump didn't suit me, I started vomiting and it hurt, I got the cannula torn out and my whole arm was covered in a red rash and I realized I had developed another allergic reaction to Damon's bump.

When he came over and touched my bare skin I screamed and he watched as blisters appeared on my skin where his fingers had been. He looked at me for a moment, horrified, and I smelled passionfruit. Then he turned around and walked away.