I was both excited and a little worried. Excited because it would be the opening of my hospital. My hospital. Well, it would be Mimi Salvatore's hospital. Now I had two other surnames but it was easier this way. Charles had assured me that neither he nor Adam minded. Charles had taken care of everything that had to do with building and staffing the hospital. We had already been on a private tour and today would be the Grand Opening.

The thing that always bothered me nowadays was Damon. His behavior had become increasingly difficult to predict in the last couple of years. The shed sessions had escalated, gotten rougher, and he was always finding reasons to take me to the shed. Or beat me up in the gym. It seemed that I had spent a considerable amount of the last five years, or so, recovering from his treatments. And still, I couldn't let go. Charles and Adam had now got me addicted to their pheromones and that was another thing that was clearly nagging at Damon.

Damon and I could go really well and for quite a long time, many months but then again just when I was starting to relax. It was either a shed session, or he would trick me into going to the gym, only to drug and abuse me.

He was able to talk Bran, Samuel a couple of times even Adam and Charles into siding with him against me, to get him to give me whatever, shaking, medication supposedly as punishment for something I hadn't really done. He had more than once almost killed me with these antics.

Now the last thing was this argument on the phone, so I was hoping he would relax a bit and calm down and not be the most jealous husband in the world here at the opening. I knew that my impending heat was going to get my attention with Adam and Charles, but if Damon could find a suitable little pussy here to have a little fun with.

We have the life force or soul whatever is attached to us by straps. You can have 200-800 straps and when you get in bad shape, the straps start to break. Now Damon's record with me I think is 2 or 3 straps. Colin has been outdone a couple of times to keep me alive.

Charles and Adam had been talking to me for a while that I should think of Damon as a Boytoy, just use every now and then as a heat treatment or sex toy and nothing more. The idea slowly sunk into my head. Assault after the assault began to make some sense to me. And I was maybe slowly starting to accept that I needed to let go.

Then after things like that, when I started to get myself a direction where to go, I might get heat and the only carer was Damon. And he never hurt during the heat. He knew how to handle the heat and in that bed, we were rolling around in, lying sweaty next to each other or on top of each other, he could suddenly look me straight in the eye and beg. "Don't give up on us, Baby, please. I know I've done terrible things and I can't promise I'll never do it again, I can't help it, but if you give up, I feel like some darkness inside me will take over too much."

Then after such a confession, try letting go. But he hadn't been treating my medical problems for some time now, he wasn't interested in being a doctor. Even though he himself had caused them for me, now he no longer wanted to fix them. Adam and Charles, and Samuel and Colin had now been the ones who always got me out of everything.

I hoped the opening would go well, Damon would behave and everything would go as it should. My dress was a fuchsia silk dress with a wide neck opening and a generous slit that reached almost to my hip. A bit of a fussy dress perhaps but I decided to wear a lace jacket for the day.

Then in the evening, I could take it off if I wanted to. My hair was blonde and reached halfway down my back. Charles would be in shortly to do my hair and make-up. Charles was a vampire now, too, and could make dental materials. I showered and got dressed.

My underwear was just lace panties and I slipped on a dress. It fitted my body well and left little guesswork about my shape. The slit was gorgeous. I slipped on a pair of high heels in the same color as the dress. And I sat down at the dressing table to wait for Charles.

I wasn't even sure if Damon was coming to the party. Again, he hadn't been in the house for a few weeks. I could feel my impending heat all the time, and it would be good if Salvatore didn't notice it right away. Damon and I had a wonderful time last time, no big deal, but now at a couple of openings he's taken me to the shed and I didn't think the smell of the heat would help that at all.

I was hoping that Charles and Adam would come and take care of my heat. Bran and Samuel usually took care of Mimosa's heat, and Mimosa for some reason always tried to get hot at the same time as me, even though she'd run out of her last heat a month ago.

I didn't feel horny enough to hit today, but give it a week or two and it might be different. Admittedly my heat was fickle, it often had to be turned on by pushing at certain points, and even then it could go into knots. I'd already had one case of uterine infection. The footsteps approached and Charles entered the room.

He was wearing a dark blue silk shirt that accentuated his suitably muscular body. The light purple leather pants were not at all gay but showed off Charles' muscular thighs and a gorgeous ass. My husband was a real eye candy. He came at me like a predator, gliding across the floor.

He took a brush and began to brush my hair and put it together in a luxurious comb. When he was done, I stood up and turned to face Charles. I buried my face in his neck and soaked in his pheromones, the forest, the apple, the chocolate, the burning wood, and the wind. This scent was like a story.

I could feel the pheromone being absorbed and I knew that I would now last maybe 12 hours before my next dose. I had to have one or the other of the pheromones or I was going to have physical withdrawal symptoms, headaches, nausea, and tremors, I had never tested how bad the symptoms would be, and I didn't want to. He looked at me and smiled, we kissed passionately.

He pushed me against the wall, unzipped his pants, and ripped my pants apart. He pushed into me, cock hard, demanding, and took me hard against the wall. I was all wet and ready. I felt my pussy throbbing and my juices wetting the insides of my thighs.

I felt my pussy submit to this mighty conqueror and began to moisten and stretch properly so that Charles plunged into me again and again, all the way to the bottom, and began to whip against my womb. I think he was planning another rutting session for me somewhere in between. He opened my womb and penetrated it and began to whip his substances deep into my womb, telling it who was controlling me and in control.

My womb gladly accepted the substances and I felt the heat a little more again. Charles' satisfied grunt after he sniffed me told me that he knew what he was doing. He was trying to guarantee that he would be able to deal with my lust. We kissed all the time and fucked passionately for 20 minutes until he came inside me, hot waves went through my body as I felt his bump fill me, I felt it spread everywhere. Finally, he slipped his hand under my dress and the sharp pain under my ribs told me that he had made a hole in my diaphragm so that his bump spread all the way to my heart.

A bump, the purpose of human sperm is to carry sperm and reproduce, for us, it's a bit different. There's no sperm in a bump. The bump nourishes and binds the couple together. A man smells a woman's deficiencies or problems and instinctively he makes a bump which helps.

I've now recovered from several shed sessions, so Adam and Charles fucked me back into shape. The most recent case was when I was given an anesthetic that dropped my blood sugar and body temperature to rock bottom levels, Charles started making a bump that was 45 degrees so that I would warm up and Adam would put sugar in his bump so that my blood sugar would stay up until the medicine had cleared.

They make the bump in the abdominal cavity, it has its own glands and a storage bag. This is another physiological anomaly that separates us from humans. The bump is very nutritious, especially when it's in a centrifuge. A centrifuged bump is like a pudding, you can even use it for cooking.

The centrifugation liquid is another standard stuff in drip bags, we don't use salt water as a base, we use bump liquid. Damon also knows how to make a sedative bump, aka stupefying bump. The older and stronger the vampire, the more skilled he is at controlling his bump. The bump comes out when you're turned on.

Eventually, he withdrew from inside me. I was left with an empty feeling but I could feel him gently pressing my stomach and feel his bump spreading everywhere, I knew I had Charles inside me. I could feel his arousal making my womb soften and prepare to rut. I quickly went to the toilet to flush myself so it wouldn't be so obvious what we had done and Charles did the same.

Charles had just put on my make-up and nails and was digging a brand-new gold chain out of his pocket. "Oh, the classic ones or..." I looked at Charles hotly. I thought there was something arousing, sexy about being chained up. It's easy to think of Charles as the captor and me as the prey, but sometimes I felt like I was the winner, especially if I could get both Adam and Charles attached to me.

This chain belt was a job for the three of us and now Charles had got another whole new gold heavy pretty big chain belt with diamonds or crystals here and there. He fastened the chain around my waist. On either side of the belt, the ends of the chain would hang from my hips, from these ends Charles or Adam would attach me to their own belt where they had a specially made clip to which this chain tip would lock. We had already received a lot of attention at parties and clubs for this fad and it soon became widespread. Now there was no vampire or werewolf party without couples chained together.

There was a knock on the door. I automatically said, "Come in." Damon entered the room. He was wearing a black silk shirt with a handkerchief in the breast pocket, the exact color of my dress, folded in the pocket. His hair also had a stripe in my dress color. Black leather trousers fitted Damon's gorgeous body like a second skin. This one was also a real eye-catcher.

Charles took a step back and furrowed his brows slightly. Damon said softly "Charles, I'd like to spend this party with Mimi, I know you two have a thing but since that hospital is Mimi Salvatore's I thought it would be clearer. Baby and I have a bit of a chat, I know we've had some difficult times and I'm trying to put things in order." Damon stressed just a little bit just the word Salvatore.

Charles thought for a moment and relaxed. "Also could I have a clip like that for this party? I would love to be part of this fashion at this party. And one more thing, Charles," Damon said almost hypnotically. It was no news that Damon could impress men too, including Adam and Charles.

The men in my flock also had a thing for each other, or actually, Damon had a thing for them and they had a thing for Damon. It became a sort of energy umbrella, I'm told. Charles also had his weaknesses and as far as Damon was concerned, he knew what to do. Charles said, "What thing?" Damon came closer and glued Charles to the wall. He opened the door and took Charles by the hand and led him away.

They came back in twenty minutes, I thought, thank God there's still time. Damon smiled confidently, the fish was hooked. He'd make sure Charles didn't interfere with Mimi again. Mimi belonged to him and he would have to show Mimi once again. Damon looked Charles in the eye and said softly. "Could you take care of that side of the PR? So Mimi doesn't have to be talking to someone all the time. I know you're better at that than Mimi."

Charles nodded. "Of course I can, you two just enjoy your meal and wander around, I can do the interviews, you're right that Mimi doesn't always give the right impression perhaps." Charles took the clip from his belt and handed it to Damon.

He attached it to himself and made sure it wouldn't come off. Charles said. "I've got to go now, follow me." And then Charles left. Damon waited a moment, turned to me, and said "So now it's just you and me Baby. "

I nodded. He came up beside me and took the end of my belt and was already fastening it on himself. I said "Are you going to hold me in the car too? Getting in the car can be tricky."

Damon smiled, cruel and cold saying "Don't you worry about it Baby, we have a limo coming to pick us up in a minute, but first, we're going to go somewhere else. I've got something to show you." He took my hand and we left the room. For some reason, we went to the basement and he walked me to the other end where there was an iron door. He took a key from his pocket and opened the door.