I took off my clothes and went into the sauna. I took a hot steam, the kind you can only get in a good outdoor sauna. Then I ran into the water and swam. It was wonderful, I wet my hair, swam, floated, and went back to the steam room where two men were waiting on the deck. Fine Damon held the bucket tightly to himself and I sat down on the rails and put both my legs straight out in front of me. The boards were on three sides and I went to the corner so I could stretch my legs I had the sauna cushions to stop the hot wall from burning my skin. The men were opposite me and I decided to give them a little show. I let my legs be a little apart and began to stroke myself lazily looking into the distance as if I wasn't even in the moment. I stroked my nipples and touched them with my fingertips. I let my hand stroke my belly and my ribs.

Then I dipped my fingers into my cunt and gasped in pleasure. Oh, it was wonderful. I spread my legs a little more and found that Damon couldn't even throw water on the stove. I dipped my two fingers into my cunt and moved them there. I found my G-spot and started to massage it, simultaneously letting my thumb start working on my clit. I felt myself getting aroused and I didn't even look at the men. I was determined to do this slowly and not even come yet. Then I withdrew my fingers and licked them lazily.

I reached out and grabbed the bucket and the ladle. Both men were looking at me with eyes blazing, dicks all erect. I started throwing water on the stove as if my little performance had done nothing. I actually enjoyed the feeling of being aroused, I could feel my pussy oozing juice at the slightest thought, of how ready I was. And yet I endured. I was hitting so hard that the men were groaning and going into the water, and I was enjoying myself. I wasn't touching myself, I was just letting the pleasure soak in completely and letting my strawberry champagne scent me. I knew the cool lake must be helping the boys.

When they came back to the pool I continued my performance, now I was teasing my clit and Damon had already moved right next to me. How long would he last? When I saw that he was about to. I stopped and sat up, ran into the water, and swam. The cool water and the extremely aroused cunt were an interesting combination. Oh, I was enjoying myself. This was one of those wonderful times, getting to swim. To enjoy. I was floating in the lake and soon I noticed two determined men marching into the lake.

Damon came up beside me and said softly " Little bitch, now you're caught. Now we're going to play a little game. " He started stroking me as Adam came around the other side and put his hands under me so that I floated in the water. Damon bent down and started licking my breasts, Adam did the same. They were licking my nipples, pinching them, rubbing them. Damon put one finger in my cunt first while Adam made sure my legs were apart. I was helpless against them. Damon's finger was skilled at teasing, and arousing, he added another finger fingers separated, stretching my cunt, arousing.

Adam continued to fondle my breasts at the same time. Damon added a third finger I felt how full I was getting and the fingers kept stretching, they moved in and out of my pussy, and then he put a fourth finger in my pussy and let his thumb rub my clit. I could feel myself starting to come. My Damon's fingers showed no mercy and I came hard as Adam held me in his arms. Then Damon lifted me up and lifted me on top of his cock and pulled me all the way to the bottom at once.

The water was a special element to fuck and at the same time, I felt Adam start to push into the depths of my ass. They fucked me in the water violently and possessively. I was completely full and came over and over again. The men shot into me at the same time and I felt the hot thick cream of lust spread all over me. We ended up on the beach to continue and at one point the three of us were inside and we were fucking all over the house. I don't know how long but somewhere in between Adam's phone rang and he left. And after that, I had to have another power wash. My skin was pretty much peeled off, also all the fillings were rinsed off in medbay. I was given a flank so I didn't resist much.

We went into the master bedroom and we let it burn and we showed each other what we meant, we took it all out from frustration to rage to despair, we had no limits. We were wild, uninhibited but even so it didn't let the wildcat get the better of it. Not that way at all. We had to be with each other completely. I didn't even know how long it had been. I lay on top of Damon, listening to his now calm heartbeat and enjoying myself.

Damon said quietly and stroked me " What was that gig? How did you lose them? I know you saved me. One fucking bitch got a couple of weeks of torture for fucking selling me out, but come on baby, tell me. You know I can help. " I said, "Leave it alone. It's already forgotten. Now let's move on. You know. I'm raising money for a castle, it's in Kansas. It's lovely, but it's gonna take some doing. What do you say I buy that castle and we fix it up together?"

Damon took a breath and said " I promise you, baby, right here and now one thing. I promise you that one day I will get all that shit, all that evil that has already happened and possibly what you are about to experience out of the way. Someday I'm gonna help, whether you let me or not." He continued stroking me then he said " What about that castle? Maybe you should look at it before you buy if it needs too much renovation then I wonder if it's worth spending your money on. And besides. Then we could hire somebody to fix up that castle so we'd have a fucking castle. " I was silent. It wasn't exactly on my mind, but I didn't care.

We went on for another week. Then we'd been fucking for another 8 weeks in total, five weeks with Adam and three with each other. I got a phone call while Damon was downstairs making breakfast. It was some woman, asking where her Damon was. She said she knew I was Damon's wife and she threatened something to the effect that if I didn't drop Damon off with her right away there would be consequences. She told me her name was Maggie.

I didn't think anything more of it. We were having fun at breakfast when I mentioned this woman Damon's face darkened and he said " That's a fucking vampire woman. She won't leave me alone no matter what I do. And I don't understand why. Fucking crazy." I reassured my husband and promised to kill this woman myself. Damon wouldn't let me. He said "Baby. This is something I have to deal with. Not yours. This is vampire politics all over again and you're not getting involved yet." I smiled. Damon said "I better go put this bitch in her place once again. I'm leaving my phone again because I have an app here that will find you, and I don't want anyone else to find you, and my wallet so they don't see what you look like."

I nodded and said "I'm going to go to gigs and I don't know when I'm going to have to watch my phone or whatever. The witches and wizards and demons are on the case now so this will take all my energy. Maybe in the meantime, we can buy that castle together if you want."

Damon came over and wrapped himself around me he said " Believe me, baby, if I could I would just spend time with you, but our lives are what they are. I'll see you one day. We had a pretty intense time again, you're a damn good seducer, you know that." I smiled and kissed my husband passionately. I said "I'm off to make some money for our fucking castle. " then I let Damon go.

I called Adam and told him what I was going to do. Once again, he was Bran's lapdog, doing alpha crises. Bran wanted to set up a Marrok conference to go over the Marrok law because there were so many problems with it and some people were pushing for changes to it. Adam was very frustrated with this kind of mess.

I called Magnum and told him my target and he warned me not to get too annoyed with all the demons because they could be a vindictive bunch. I made a plan. I killed demons and wizards and witches mostly on weekends and on weekdays I'd do a job at the animal clinic or the chocolate shop, wherever. I wanted to keep my skills up. I can multitask when I need to.

But then I had to start concentrating more on the gigs, when these targets started to rampage and try to attack me, after a month I gave up the gigs and concentrated on killing and destroying. We found a lot of witch and wizard caves with all sorts of weird things from symptom potions to disease potions onwards. Once again Dresden and Constantine got to go over everything with the good witches before anything was moved anywhere.

There was work to be done and money to be made and I hadn't even looked to see if the castle was for sale yet and how much it would cost. I just had to keep pushing when every time you got one demon lair destroyed you'd find another, and then another. I hadn't even looked at how fucking long I had been on the gig and thought that it would be good to calm down and be in the pack somewhere in between. I'd already moved on to Canada where there were some very nasty poisonous lemons but they're dying as they go.

I'd been on this gig streak for ages, I had the money now to buy that castle in Kansas, the one I'd been coveting for a long time, and as soon as I get these few more gigs, a few more damn demon nests destroyed then I'll take a break. Yeah, I don't have to go to the house or the pack for that matter. Magnum announced there, put on another party a couple of days ago, and said they were having a fucking orgy.

Fuck 'em and dream of death for all I care, goddamn it. I got a message from Damon that if I buy the castle he doesn't want to be a renovation man, so find someone to build the castle with you, because I'm not going to do it. I had asked Damon several times to put the house up with me and no, not one time. Adam never had to..he would have come but Bran wouldn't let him.

I was frustrated because I needed a man who could put in lights or look at some floorboards and I didn't bother to hire an outsider to do these jobs when they were the kind of things couples do together. I knew Damon could, I'd seen him, but he wouldn't bother. He's very lazy in that respect.

I was in a hotel because here in Canada where I was there were no houses nearby and my next purchase after the castle would be some house in Canada. These demons were nasty, poisonous demons. They could make really nasty poisons and that's why I was getting such damn good money out of them when I killed. These are also assassin demons, they poison their victims secretly and the symptoms are black veins, pain, bleeding, and death. I had seen their victims and they had given me a pretty damn good boost to do this job.

Yes yes, I still kill demons, even though I've been screamed at and drugged and programmed about it. I do what I have to do. The demons had given us a bit of a hard time over the years, and they did give a hard time to others in our pack, but since the whole pack hadn't gone through every fucking Europe gig so thoroughly and fought every fucking club against every fucking demon, maybe they didn't have the drive for this. And when they didn't go to the gigs they didn't see the victims. They decided to partially close their eyes and look the other way.

I ordered breakfast from room service and ate it with great anticipation, it was really tasty. Wagyu steak, mashed potatoes wonderful white wine, my secret vice, good dry white wine. It didn't even have to be alcoholic, as long as it was good. I went and lay down on the sofa for a while and enjoyed these little moments when I didn't really need to sing anywhere at the moment... I got up from the sofa where I had been, to put my bag together, when I started to feel dizzy and my stomach started to feel awful.

The pain took over and squeezed my insides together. I know what it feels like to have Damon do that to me. Squeezed my insides together. Just when he tried to program a long time ago not to kill demons because I'm prone to fear demons. Well these weren't fear demons, these were freaking poison demons. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead and when I saw the dark veins in my hand. Oh fuck. Poisoned with demon venom.

I managed to pick up the phone and called Samuel. "Mimi here, it is about argh...demon poison in food, it's ...hurts..." Samuel was silent for a moment " Where are you, I'll send someone to help you, you don't have a nice next few days but we'll see if we can get there in time. Give me the address and Charles should be here in fifteen minutes." I gave him the address and waited.

"Charles, it's Samuel. I know you don't have anything at the moment and you're in Canada, so go help Mimi. She's been poisoned by fucking poison demons. Listen carefully. There's a pharmacy in the hotel where I called your name to get the medicine. There's a prescription on every bottle. You give the vomiting medicine first. You have to make Mimi vomit and vomit a lot. It's going to be tough, depending on how much of the poison is absorbed. That dose will guarantee it. You'll have to help Mimi after that time then. Try to get something down, fluids. That kit comes with an electrolyte concentrate that you make a drink from. Only after 24 hours, when the vomiting is over, try to drink it. Then a sedative. You give it to the muscle because then Mimi needs to rest and you know what kind of, fierce little thing she is. Once the sedative has worked, the tranquilizer. When Mimi wakes up you repeat, feed, drink, rest. It's up to you to judge when Mimi is fit to continue, but I'd say 3-5 days."

Charles said " Fine then let's do it this way. When do I let you know if there are any problems?" Samuel said "Try a couple of days rest, if there is no improvement at all or she is not eating or drinking then but Charles. Mimi is then fucking cunning and can pretend quite convincingly to be in better shape than she is. Remember that."

The door to my room opened and Charles came in. He trotted over to the couch I was slumped on. He squatted down next to me and said. " Hey, you. What have you been up to? First of all my apologies, I really don't want to do this to you and it's not nice, but Samuel gave me instructions so let's get to work." I felt a needle sink in my arm and Charles got up, coming to me and putting me a little better on the couch, gathering my hair back and taking a ribbon from his own hair to tie it up. Then he brought a bucket and towels. I felt the first wave of nausea already rising and I grabbed the bucket and started to vomit. And vomit.

It came in unbelievable amounts, soon I was so tired I couldn't hold the bucket, so Charles more or less gathered me in his arms and held the container for me to vomit. Every now and then he'd go and empty it. Wiping my forehead and talking soothingly. A 24-hour period. For the last four hours, I vomited clear blood and then my stomach started to settle. Although a few more times I came over because all that blood didn't agree with me now.

I lay down, exhausted, in Charles' arms for a while. "Thanks, it's over now, I'll be fine. You see no veins, no pain. Thank you, I won't hold you any longer." Charles laughed "Samuel warned me, you know, Sorry but Honey I have been given specific instructions. "

He carried me to the bed and brought me a glass of drink and a straw " Try and get this down you." The liquid tasted artificial and I drank the whole glass but my stomach was cramping and I didn't want any more. Charles jabbed something into my arm. He helped me under the covers to a slightly better position and told me to rest.

Oh a sedative or when I felt the medicine start to take effect, I was almost asleep when I felt another shot. Then nothing. When I woke up. Again I had to drink and eat a bit, but it didn't really go down and it was just an injection and out of consciousness. I don't know how long Charles did this to me. When I finally managed to eat a whole omelet and drink two glasses of orange juice. He decided to let me stay awake. I was thinking of having a rather forceful discussion with Samuel about this at some point.

I looked at my phone, it had been a week. I called Damon and no answer right away, then some girl answered and said Damon doesn't have to because he's fucking Gina now so can you leave a message. I didn't. Same thing with Adam, no answer. Charles told me that the whole pack knew about my poisoning, but they were partying and it seemed to go on. That's when I decided to try ice with a stick. After all, I have a man in front of me who will help and rescue me even if he's not asked.

I casually asked Charles " Hey Charles, do you know anything about installing ceiling lights?" Charles came over and sat on the bed next to me " Why would you ask me that?" I was a bit embarrassed " Well I have bought quite a few houses here over the years and for example, in Sicily, there is a lovely house but I don't know how to install a ceiling light, somehow the fuse always blows or the light breaks. I've asked Damon but no, he told me to get an electrician, Adam might help but he's grown attached to Bran again, that's why. I can get the electrician if you have something else."

Charles laughed. He said " Magnum took care of the rest of your gig. What do you say we go look at those light fittings before you burn your whole house down? And we won't take any installers, I'll put the lights back on if your pack doesn't care. "I shut up and smiled, Charles was always there to help, no matter what his reputation was "I was thinking of buying a castle in Kansas too, they don't have the lamps in there either or much of anything else. "I said slyly

Charles stood up and took my hand and said " First Sicily and then I can tell you if you're an electrician and then we can, Honey, together we can look at that Kansas castle, I feel like there's one or two things you could really use some help with." I held out my hand and said " Let's go." For some reason, when Charles called me Honey, it warmed my heart in a whole new way. As we were leaving, my phone rang, Damon. I answered the call and politely made my way through the fucking storm. He did want to spend time with me. Fine. We agreed to meet in Chicago.

Damon and I met in Chicago when he called and begged to spend time with me. Fine, we both sat in the living room and I watched as my husband slapped naughty messages to his numerous fucks and called them and graphically described how he would take them. I got bored and went to the shower only to be met by an agitated husband who started shouting at me when I wasn't jealous, and then he left slamming the door. Fine for that kind of incident.